Finding the Professor Ch. 04

Paris

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"It isn't worth going home to Tyo," she said to the trio. It was for Walt and the Professor's benefit, but it looked like she was trying to convince herself as well. "There's nothing there for me anymore. The only thing that ever made me want to go back was Double."

There a minute of uncomfortable silence as the young cat woman, Triple, mentioned her dead brother.

"That's fine with me," Walt finally said. He then visibly reddened due to his shy tendencies. The human boy had been working on his shyness since The Professor had revealed herself to him.

"Tyo is a shell of the planet it used to be," the Professor said bluntly. "I don't understand why you would ever want to go there again."

Triple looked like she wanted to punch her for the comment. Then her body visibly settled. Fist going from clenched to unclenched and it drooped to her side.

Walt however looked slightly perturbed. "Hey, Professor, that's not nice to say."

"Sorry, Triple. It's the truth though. I knoa your planet means something to you. Kepleya will never be worth going back to for me. Some asshole royally fucked and left it to rot in a cyber heap," the Professor said. Her hands rested on the Niobe console. Desperately thinking about where she could take the trio. If it was Earth then she'd have to sort out Triple's appearance.

"It's fine," the cat woman said bitterly. "I don't know where I want to go, but not Tyo."

The Kepleyan eyed the cat woman imagining her as a human. Same militaristic clothing style, a furless face, furless breasts... In France or something.

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"Pick a time. Any time in Paris," the Professor said specifically to the young human man.

The cat woman shifted about. Probably anxious about her place in the Niobe group.

"... um. Paris France? I don't Paris. I don't what year be perfect... that's too hard a decision," Walt said. A little nervous of his place in the Niobe dynamic as well. "... Early 2000s? Wo... would that be interesting?"

Walt felt like he had when she first chose him in class. Same shy energy. Same shy fear. Paris? Wouldn't the city be full of people? Can I replace 2000s with a year without people?

Maybe 2021? Height of a new pandemic? Empty streets. Everyone wearing masks and everyone staying out of each others business. The young man from 2025 America thought quietly.

Speaking of masks... "how the hell are we gonna disguise Triple? She's a giant gray flag. She'll cause mayhem in that everyone... will want to pet her?"

Triple glared at him. Perhaps she didn't like pets or perhaps the cat woman didn't like espionage. Walt didn't know.

The Professor probably didn't know either, or at least she looked confused for second. There was a slow glance at him and then at Triple... And then a glance at him and back to Triple.

Triple shifted uncomfortably under the gaze. Looking like a cat who did something. Actually he had never seen an act like that.

Realization clicked in place. The Professor, Walt considered, was a very smart individual. And there was still moments, little moments, like this where you could tell she was a different planet, or at least very extremely socially awkward.

"Oh. I simply forgot there aren't cat girls walking the Earth," the Professor said.

Walt and Triple stared at each other in the eye for a moment. Was that supposed to be a joke? She of course Triple had no idea what he was thinking, so he placed his eyes back on the awkward Professor.

"Right... Would that work?... Maybe... I might... have the thing to make your stay in France more comfortable. I'll be back in two ticks," the Professor said. She gave a pat on Triple's arm.

"It's somewhere, but I'm not sure of where that somewhere is," the Professor moving toward the exit of the console room. "Perhaps the wardrobe..."

Her voice got distant as she headed towards the wardrobe.

While she's away Walt took the opportunity to ask her why she had been so fearful of the Professor recently.

"Um. Did you not notice how she snuck up on us in the bedroom, Walt?" Triple asked. Her tone of voice behaving like it was obvious. "That woman is sneaking with her two hearts."

"Two hearts?"

"You and I both have one heart while she has two and she can easily make them superbly quiet."

Walt said nothing and stared at Triple to continue.

"She allowed me to notice her when she announced herself," Triple said. Her gaze was fixated on the exit of the room the Professor went down. They probably had a short few minutes. "And only then did I feel her two hearts beating in a rage."

"... what? Why would she be angry? I've seen the way she looks at you. Some... sometimes she s-stares at you with as much lust as she stares at me," Walt said. He was now staring at the way the Professor went as well.

"I don't know. That rage has been long gone, but in that moment I could feel it," Triple said.

"I might have felt something similar..." and if it made her scared then the Professor must've been angry. Maybe she had some supernatural gift to frighten mere mortals like them. Walt still had no idea how she aged.

Triple made no effort to saying anything, so Walt put a comforting hand on her back. There might've been a slight purr when he did so. Her eyes still on the doorway.

"Maybe she felt left out?" Walt said. Maybe she wanted to have sex with him first. He wasn't sure.

Triple looked at him. A 'maybe' was written on her face.

It didn't take long before the Professor made her way back.

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Triple was now disguised human. She also now wore a brooch on the lapel of her shirt. The Professor had it made people think she looked different. It didn't change her physically. If, Walt, anybody were to touch her they would immediately feel her fur.

That included hands. The disguise also worked for her. Her hands, for example, looked browner than both the Professor and Walt's. They looked smooth, but Triple still felt her claws. She knew they were still there. Just not visible.

Her hand made its way to the brooch. It was a cat. An Earth cat. However, it was obviously a metal and didn't resemble any real cat. It was gold and it had its tail up revealing its cat butt.

Two Hearts had said the cat brooch, being a cat, was purely coincidental. Triple sensed no lie.

The ship landed with a thud. It felt like a hard stop.

It was Triple's first time out of the ship. Part by choice and part because she scared. Scared of the Professor, scared of the world, and scared of getting lost. She had a nice sleep with Walt and with Walt standing beside her she felt confident to explore his world.

The Niobe was a terrifyingly small thing compared to the thing Walt and her had gotten lost in for hours. It was impossible, but it was obviously the same ship.

A pink car parked on the side of the street by a few other random vehicles. Triple was smart enough to know the pink one was unique. The pink one would be her new home.

Double had once told her, "make a home while you can. You'll never when it'll be taken from you," there life as orphans had been hard and most of the people who had adopted her had adopted her alone or her brother on his own. The idea of being apart killed her, so she did her best to be a nuisance. Did her best to make them send her back to see her brother.

Now Double was dead and she was exploring a world she thought about kidnapping slaves from.

Tyo was a planet scarcely populated. What few cities they had looked nothing like this. A barren planet with so few plants it depressed her as a kid. It impacted her world view and was a stark contrast from how books described in the library at her orphanage.

Earth felt and looked different. It was her first ever city. Paris was tall and grand. Trees lined the streets and flower boxes rested by windows. It was more color than Triple had ever seen. It was more plant life she had ever seen, but she wasn't stupid. She knew what caused Tyo to go barren and they were everywhere too.

There was a tear which almost escaped her, so she looped her arm through Walt's and they followed the Professor. Walt's arms were a huge comfort to her last night and she hoped they'd stop her from making a fool of herself on Earth.

It was a fall day and the colors impressed Triple even more as they walked. She had never seen a fall. Trees were shades of red, yellow and purple with leaves falling from trees. Leaves were piled up on the cobbled sidewalk and leaves even covered the metal beasts.

A slight breeze made her snuggle closer to Walt. He was nice and warm. Next time she left the Niobe she'd have to check the weather before coming out.

She didn't hate the breeze, but it surprised her. A cool breeze was something she rarely felt.

They make their way, apparently, to the Professor's favorite cafe in Paris. It was a small thing in a mixed use townhouse with canopies outside.

Walt stared down at her as they arrived at the cafe. She wasn't going to tell him he felt as comforting, if not more than Double had. Which made her snicker. The tall man was taller than Double, yet he had little muscle mass compared to her buff brother. That man could've taken Walt down faster than she could blink and he was eight inches shorter.

Yet, she stared up at Walt who felt like a protector. He was the first human she'd met and he had changed her worldview. Such care was written in his eyes. He strengthened her heart and she felt like she was falling in love with him.

Walt still couldn't figure Triple out and she wasn't going to spell it out for the oblivious tall man, but the cat saw jealousy written on the crazy woman's face.

Her two hearts were clearly being torn apart by jealousy. Triple stole his first time, but maybe the woman in front of her should've jumped, quicker than her own lithe and sexy body, onto his cock.

They served coffee which was a favorite Earth staple. Walt had recommended it to her after the Professor had chosen tea.

"Tea is a delicacy and perhaps only refined ladies enjoy it," the Professor said. It was obvious she was still pissed and didn't want to share her favorite drink with the cat. "But if you do get tea get Lady Grey. It's my favorite with plenty of honey."

While having your drink chosen for you was an option it wasn't an option Triple wanted. The Professor was an odd mix of emotions now. It was like one side told her to be helpful while another told her to be mean to her new sexual rival.

It was either coffee or cider and Triple didn't know what either was, so she chose randomly telling the waitress to get her coffee.

"Thank you, Professor, for the advice," she said after the waitress left.

It wasn't long before her coffee arrived and with it was creamer and sugar. Whatever the hell those are. She stared at them for some time deciding what they were and whether she wanted them.

"Taste it first," the Professor suggested as dumped at least two honey packets into her tea. "Taste and see if you like it plain, or if your tastebuds need more."

Triple sipped at her cup of black liquid. It was hot and it reminded her of the only hot beverage on Tyo she had ever tried. It was a snot green cup which tasted foul. This, coffee, tasted a thousand times better than many things on Tyo. (Yof: a snot green colored drink was made from dirt and had plant roots in it. Has a rooty taste mixed with the taste of mud.)

She gave an audible gasp of delight as she had her first Earth drink, if everything here tasted like that than Triple might gain a few pounds. Was that a sacrifice worth spending? She asked herself internally and drank more coffee without additives.

Her mind went into devious mode. She had to tease the woman in front of her. She had to see a fire lit behind those beautiful light blue eyes.

"Like having coffee for the first time. You never know what pleasures you'll encounter," Triple teased the other woman clearly referring to sex. Her grip on her tea tightened while Triple sipped at her cup. "Drink it before anyone else can."

The Professor looked like she was about to chuck her tea at her.

Walt on the other hand looked baffled. Triple placed a hand lovingly on his. That seemed to settle his nerves and he took another sip at his water.

Triple eyed the other woman whose gaze was locked onto the simple touching of hands. Why is this woman so jealous? So what if I stole his first time? She could easily get over it and be touching his thigh or something under the table.

"I prefer tea," she finally said removing her eyes from their hands and looking down defiantly at her tea. "Specifically Lady Grey."

"What do you like more, Walt? Coffee or tea?" Triple asked the man.

The Professor visibly tightened her grip around her beverage again, but eyed the man with her curiosity. Triple couldn't help herself and grinned. She imagined her fangs showing forgetting she was still disguised.

Walt looked at the two of them suspiciously. He was obviously concerned there was trap in front of him he would have to precariously move around. "... um. I-I'm not sure... I... guess not really into either."

Triple's grin vanished, wrong answer, and the Professor looked aggravated.

"I'm honestly kinda... surprised... uh.. you can drink coffee."

"She isn't an actual cat, you know, Waltzy?"

That damn nickname. Every time she used it the boy lit up like a lantern plant. (Lantern Plant: was a glowing plant on Triple's planet Tyo. It's light resembled bright flames.)

A fire glowed brightly in him and made Triple wish she had a cute nickname for him.

"Sorry, Triple. I keep forgetting," he apologized.

Triple was bored of teasing the woman who sat across from her and was already thinking of ways to make the woman squirm in pleasure. A grin formed on her face again. The kind of grin she'd look at prey with. The Professor stared back at her and she could only hope her grin didn't look too threatening.

There wasn't any need to fight, if they could both have fun. Triple squirmed at the thought of tag teaming the man.

Then they heard a sound coming from a distance away. A blood curdling scream made Triple's neck fur stand. A scream that wouldn't be out of place in a battle, but unpleasant when trying to enjoy coffee with friends.

Friends... She hadn't had any friends and the more she was around these two the more they felt like friends. Triple only hoped it would last. It felt like nothing lasted as she left her delicious cup and they ran towards the scream.

They run directly towards the eruption of noise. Why she doesn't know. She has her sword ready though. The Professor had given it to her in the morning warning her to be careful with it.

The cat brooch had hidden the broadsword well, but now it was in her hands and not in a scabbard. People would immediately see it.

It was a full minute of running before they found a dark doorway. The stone looked ancient and there was a woman screaming and crying on the ground.

"It's the Paris Catacombs. Looks like the door was jimmied open," the Professor said as she caught up. The brown boots were impractical for running, but then again she never expected running. She didn't blame her for wearing them. In fact she should commend her for wearing them.

Those brown heeled boots were the Professor's favorite pair of shoes and in the 24ish hours Triple had known the woman she hadn't worn any other shoes.

The young woman cried more bring Triple's attention back to Earth. She looked scratched up. There were several scratches on her body. One on her arm where her shirt had torn. Another smaller one on her cheek.

Triple wasn't sure how much of it was from crawling through the tight space that wasn't lit at all, or how much of it was from a true monster.

"My husband... was taken by a hairy beast that had come out of nowhere. We were going through the dark tunnels and suddenly he was dragged off. I ran and ran until I found my way out."

Triple assumed as soon as the woman had exited the tunnel she started screaming.

Her feline eyes watched the entrance like a Lokchu looking for any movement out of the ordinary. The tunnel was dark, but her eyes still could make out shapes and movement. (Lokchu: a vulture like bird that hunted in deserts. Spotting any sort of movement from the floor makes them launch into an attack.)

Hand on her sword she was ready for action.

"How far in were you? Was it just your husband and you?" the Professor asked.

"Just him. It was about a mile in. Please you have to save him. By the time the police get here he'll be dead. If the police even respond."

Walt and the Professor stupidly thought they could save the man and gave each other knowing nods behind Triple's back.

"Wait here. We'll find him," the Professor told the distressed woman.

A giant furred creature with sharp teeth and claws dragged a man the size of Walt away? And they thought they could save the man?

"Why not wait for the police?" Triple asked. She was following the Professor through the tunnel. The Professor had pulled out two bright flashlights giving one to Walt and keeping one for herself.

"Did you need a light?" The woman asked. "And because if we wait we won't know what's creeping around down here. It could be a big cat with giant fangs. It could even be the Tyoan boogeyman."

Triple was annoyed by the obvious attempt to get her back for the cafe thing.

Walt then gave his answer. His voice was shaky, but it wasn't from fear of the tombs. Triple looked at him. It was fear of being judged, a shy fear, and the kind of fear kept the boy quiet. "I-I... want to save this man and st... Stop the monster that did this," he said.

"Fine. We're doing some noble mission," Triple said. If it had been her brother, or even Walt, she'd be leading the charge. She'd be ready for anything.

A gray haired woman, Triple, made her way to the front of the group of three. Her night vision prevented her from stubbing her paws and her hearing led them towards any unusual noises.

The place was already starting to confuse her. Why design it so you get lost? They turned down one path for that to completely end and then they'd go down another.

"Why are humans so confusing?" She asked no one in particular. "You build these things to keep the dead in when you could easily bury them in a hole, or even leave them for the birds to eat."

"They bury their dead too," the Professor answered. "But this place is indeed confusing. Paths that end and paths that go on for miles. Did you know it's not even the largest catacombs on Earth. That honor goes to Ukraine. However the Paris ones are still impressive at 174 miles in length."

"Thanks for using miles, Professor," Walt said.

"Focus, guys," Triple said. "We're hunting down a beast remember?"

"I wouldn't say hunting, Kitty," the Professor said teasingly. "We have to give whatever creature took this man a chance."

Kitty? The sudden nickname had caused her stop completely. Triple was about to slap the woman behind for the absurd pet name. Something distracted her.

Black stone met her feet. Black stone covered in ageless dirt. Black stone she felt like she was going to die on.

Then on the black stone she spotted a speck of red. Not red dirt. There wasn't any red dirt, but if there was it still wouldn't confuse her because the red by her right foot was the same crimson red she bled. Blood of human was speckled around the walls and floor.

Tiny specks told her he wasn't killed here. The man was maybe still alive. Whatever had done this had picked him up with sharp claws that punctured his skin. Had punctured skin and not cut into anything vital.

"Why keep him alive?" She whispered aloud as she looked closely at the faint blood trail.

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"I can't say that the human is for sure alive because I don't deal in absolutes," she told the small party. "There's enough blood that he might be injured, but not enough to say that he's dying. Also I'm from Tyo. I don't know how much blood humans have, but based on the two of you I can make estimates."

"'Only a Sith deals in absolutes, Darth.'" Walt said in a weird voice. Shining the flashlight the Professor had given him beneath his chin lighting his face dramatically.

Triple gives him a confused and she also sees the Professor give the man an eye roll.

"Nerd," the Professor said and smiled. "Cute nerd," she nudged him softly to make him keep going.

Triple had no idea what a nerd was, nor who this guy Sith is. She's reluctant to ask though as it might encourage Walt to crack more weird jokes.

"I'm not human, Triple," the Professor said. "I'm not from Earth, remember? I told you when we first met."

Triple struggled to say anything. She knew the woman in her blue dress wasn't human. Walt was human and didn't have supernatural sneaking skills. The Professor had similar anatomy to the green eyed ginger. Apart from her two hearts she seemed very human.

"What's Kepleya like?" Walt asked suddenly. Getting the terrifying eyes of the Professor off of her.

She could feel those eyes examining her like a test subject. The idea of being that to her scared her. She wasn't sure where this fear had come from. Had it been the Kepleyan's ability to sneak up on the warrior.

Or was it the idea of fighting that scared her. Walt, when the Professor was away, told Triple that the woman drove a stake through a vampire whatever that was. Apparently the creature didn't see the Professor until the stake was in his heart.

Shivers ran through her back.

Taller than Triple. The Professor stood at the front of the party. Her eyes were on the blood trail and the path ahead. She had been following the blood trail as well as Triple and that made her even more scared. Both women had some expertise in hunting.

"Oh it's not that special, Waltzy, and it won't impact your life in most ways in the first place. All I know is that three of my kind survive," she said and pointed her flashlight at the roof. "Out there somewhere."

"I want to know more about the mysterious Professor though. I like you and want to know more about you," Walt said.

How could he like this intelligent monster? Triple's opinion on the woman had been flip flopping fast than waves crashing on a beach.

One minute the cat found the Professor attractive and wanted to tease her. The next she was jealous of the Professor and wanted to tease her. Then she was reminded of her fear of the taller woman.

"Kepleya was my home planet. There was a citadel that created ships. Most of my people lived in the citadel because the majority of my planet destroyed itself in a war," the Professor said and continued to lead the group through dark tunnels with her bright flashlight.

Only one of them didn't use a flashlight. It was Triple. Her eyes could see easily in the dark.

"That sounds like a Wikipedia entry, Professor," Walt said. "Tell me how you feel about your planet."

"Overrated. Seriously, it was terrible by the time it was destroyed. Half the government were warmongering scumbags and the other half, like my mother, were fangless nut job followers," she said in a rant. "Kinda reminds me of your country, Walt, imagine it's your whole people."

Walt said nothing. Triple gazed at him to make sure he was still there and didn't run. His shy eyes were downturned. He stared quietly at the floor.

Meanwhile, the Professor ignored him and focused on the path in front of them. Her gaze focused on the faint blood trail. A blood trail that felt like a trap

Faint Screams

Faint Crunch

Could she hear the man ahead? What else was that sound? Crunching of bones?

Crunch

Snap

As they got closer they heard more. All three of them were being quiet. Triple could easily hear Walt's heart beating loudly in his chest. The Tyo woman couldn't hear the other woman's two hearts. It was as if she could shut them off, but that was physically impossible.

Wait...

There's sound there.

But before she could decipher the heart beats of the nonhuman she heard another snap of bone.

What the hell is that creature doing to the man?

The weird part was the man had gone deathly quiet as if he were either dead, or simply unconscious. Then they got closer. Triple could make out a set of heavy breathing. Two people, or creatures, were breathing ahead.

Two sets of breathing made her want to look at the scene to make sure the human man was alive.

Peaked she did and in the room she saw a giant furred creature. Their fur was scraggly compared to either her or her brother's. It was a dark brown verging on black. Was it black or was it grime? Triple couldn't make it out from her distance.

The giant creature also held bones in their massive hands. A pile of broken bones were at their feet and they made an effort to snap more to add to the pile.

Triple had no idea why it was breaking bones, nor how there was such a large pile on the floor.

Triple spotted the man. He sat on the opposite wall as far away from the creature as he could get. He softly whimpered with each snap of bone. His injuries weren't visible in the dark shadows of the tombs.

Before she could make a plan the Professor waltzed into the larger room. It was as if she had it all figured out. Thought she had it figured out.

The cat lady made no effort to join and watched the white haired woman saunter off without a care in the world, but Walt did. Triple reached out to stop the tall ginger green eyed man. To grab ahold of the idiotic shy boy's jeans. She missed and she was reluctant to say anything to draw attention to her current location. Hiding behind a wall with a perfect of view of the events that were about to happen.

She watched and waited. She was ready for anything. She was ready for the hairy beast to grab Walt, or even the Professor, and when it did she would cut the thing in half.

"Hello, my name is the Professor," she said to the seven foot tall creature it had Walt beat at least a foot. "This is Walt."

She really hoped she wasn't next on the list of introductions and sat quietly against the wall hoping her gray fur hid her well.

Shit. I'm still disguised.

The Professor did not introduce Triple, hopefully noticing the cat ladies absence, and instead kept speaking after a gap designed for the monster to respond.

"We came down here to save that man over there," the Professor said. She pointed at the terrified human in the corner of the room. "Is there any possibility we can do that without bringing harm to anyone. We also know he's injured. Do you know if it's life threatening and where the injury is located?"

God the woman could speak. Walt come back here.

Of course Walt couldn't hear her inner thoughts and looked at him where the tall shy boy stood slightly behind the crazy woman.

"I'll give you one last chance to be reasonable," the crazy woman said.

And to Triple's disbelief, and probably the Professor's, the creature responded in a low pitched voice. They seemed to clear their throat, or it sounded that way, and made an effort to speak in a garbled voice.

"Fred-er... Fredd... ie. Freddie name is," the creature said. Their voice was very low and gravelly. It also appeared it took great effort to speak. "K-Kneee bleed. Lot of bleed."

They knew how to respond to questions. That was good. They also appeared to take note of the injury which meant they cared for the human they were transporting.

"Don't... know where am," they said.

"We're going to take the man back to where his wife is. Would you like to help us?" the Professor said.

"I hurt... I don't know... help."

"Well we can help you help him. For now can you pick him up and then follow us," the said.

The creature effortlessly picked up the human and followed us out of the maze. Triple wasn't sure what a werewolf was, but the being behind her was 7 feet of pure muscle. They were hunched forward and held the man over their shoulder with one immense claw.

Their mangy fur looked painful. Triple had never let her fur get that bad and couldn't even imagine the pain the monster was in. Fur was matted in places and knotted in others. This creature had probably never bothered to brush their coat.

There was only one time her for had ever gotten that bad and it was after she had run from parents who had adopted her. She had survived in the desert for a week before anybody had found her. Triple's gray fur had been bad enough her brother had to cut pieces off.

Shame ran through the gray Tyo woman. Great shame at the memory and pity fought to replace the feeling.

Poor creature has probably never heard of a brush.

Walking back, not having to worry about the monstrous creature, was much easier and soon they saw sunlight.

"I scared of sun... as far as I go," the creature said.

"Alright," the Professor said.

"You... carry," Freddie said and let go of the man. The human thudded onto the ground creating a small cloud of dirt. He let out a few coughs and a gasp for breath.

"Walt and Triple can you carry the man. I need to talk to Freddie," she told the two of them.

Weirdly, Triple complied without a word and went over to the man to pick him up. Before she could carry his weight on her own Walt jumped in. She didn't say anything and they both wordlessly carried the human out.

Triple looked over her shoulder to see what the Professor was saying to the creature, but they had moved out of her line of sight.

Walt and Triple plopped the man beside his crying wife. She gave her desperate thank yous.

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Walt and Triple walked back to where they had left the Professor.

He half expected her to be torn apart by the giant Freddie, but hoped it wouldn't be a bloodbath when they got back to her.

Werewolves didn't exist according to the majority of opinions in his life. He was told over and over werewolves were like Santa Claus. Anything that wasn't real was like Santa. Lists that increased as he grew older.

Lists of things that always made him wonder, what if?

What if werewolves were real?

Triple made no effort to talk to him, so he continued to swim through his thoughts. They didn't go very far into the tomb and Walt was happy about that. He'd had enough creepy feelings today.

The Professor met them there alone. There was more light closer to the door and Walt had not gone far. She told them what was going to happen. She told them what's on her mind as they walk back to her ship.

"Freddie will be joining our little Niobe crew."

She gave a gesture towards the exit. Walt didn't know how to respond. It would be challenging for the ship to handle a werewolf

"We will pick her up at this entrance this evening."

It was maybe 5pm. The sun was getting lower in the sky, but it was probably a two to three hours until sunset.

"She doesn't like going out when it's day time because there are more people."

People crowded the streets they walked on. Walt was surprised to find so many. He certainly wasn't in Wyoming right now. People wandered from shop to shop as the trio walked meanderingly towards the ship.

"She's scared and territorial. I feel bad for her," the Professor said. She was hugging herself with anxiety. The whole ordeal looked like it had worn out her two hearts.

Two hearts that were full of care for the new woman. The idea of saving someone looked like it had put her in a somber and thoughtful mood.

She looked at the two of them with hope. A purposeful pride in her eyes and a frown of thought were all present on her face. She wrapped her arms around both of them pulling the pair close to her.

Triple, to his chagrin, didn't force her way out. A curiosity burned in her orange eyes. She also stayed silent and let the woman speak.

"I feel like I've found a new purpose. Traveling to Europa was a pleasure, but it was partially out of selfishness."

Walt eyed the Professor slightly worried about what she was about to say. Worried she might offend Triple by bringing up Double.

"I found a sort of pride in showing Walt something spectacular."

Her hand around his waist tightened. He looked over at Triple to find the Professor was gripping her cat booty.

"When we found Triple it had spoiled my day. I was arrogant and didn't realize someone in front of me needed a home. They needed care. This Kitty needs care."

She affectionately squeezed Triple's butt. Still leading them sort of in the direction of the Niobe.

"Freddie needs care, so I'm going to help. Just as I want to help Triple, if you'll let me," the Professor stared hard at the gray cat disguised as Spanish woman with gray hair.

They had stopped mid stride and in the middle of the sidewalk. A passerby scoffed at having to go around the trio. The Professor stared still at Triple.

Walt was afraid Triple would say something rude and make fun of the woman opening up her hearts. Walt was afraid Triple would break the Professor.

"You finally quit speaking and expect me to answer..." Triple said. She appeared reluctant to say more. "I like staying with you guys. I'm still grieving my brother and will be for a long time, but I appreciate the offer of staying with you... I'm still trying to decide if I like that nickname."

Walt and the Professor let out a slight chuckle. They were both obviously afraid of what Triple would say. They had gotten used to the new woman and even liked her. They had been afraid of losing her.

The Professor bit her lip in that horny way she does. "Just let me know if you don't like it, Kitty."

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As soon as they got in the ship the Professor led both of them to the biggest bedroom with the biggest bed. Her mind was racing thinking about all the things she'd do to them.

Much to her delight they followed and kept their hands in hers.

Once in the bedroom the Professor wanted to tease Walt to get him nice and hard, so she started to kiss Triple.

The cat woman didn't protest and let her invade her mouth with her tongue. Kissing Triple was a completely new experience. She had kissed a woman with such a long tongue before and the thing could wrap around her own easily.

The Professor stripped the woman in front of her making her disguise fall as the brooch still attached to her militaristic shirt fell away. Next were her pants and as they went down the Professor stroked her furry ass.

"Strip this slut, Walt," Triple said. Probably still angry at the tea and coffee battle, but the Professor shivered at being called slut and bit her lip.

Walt soon had her naked as she struggled to kiss Triple. It was then Walt's turn to get stripped and the women worked together to do so revealing his hairy ginger chest. Then revealing his hard cock which bounced free from the confines of his jeans and underwear.

"Suck him..." Triple whispered in her ear, "Slut." Again she got the shivers, but did as commanded of her.

Soon her lips were around Walt's large cock. The cock she had struggled to get in her mouth last night on Europa.

She stroked him and kissed his glans. She cupped his balls and looked up at him as she swallowed his cock as much as she could in one go.

She gagged, gargled, and let his cock out. She stroked her saliva onto his shaft making his legs buckle. She made eye contact with him as she was on her knees in front of him.

Triple joined in and started to kiss the young man, breaking their eye contact.

So the Professor continued what she had been and forced his cock as far down her mouth and throat as she get him. She gargled on his large cock again and coated him in her saliva. She stroked with her two hands while his cock was still in her mouth. Then she took him out to breathe.

Triple commanded her, "get on the bed, teach. On your hands and knees."

The Professor shivered even more from the woman's dominant attitude. She followed directions, reluctantly removing her hands from the wet cock, and got on the bed like she ordered.

"Bend over so Walt can fuck your pussy hard," Triple teased.

The Professor obeyed and lifted her butt more invitingly to the tall young man behind her. Her pussy folds were already dripping juices from the kissing battle Triple had with her and the short lived blowjob.

She was so busy watching Walt that she had not noticed a second person get on the bed and in front of her.

The only thing that told her to look away from Walt's drenched cock was another command from Triple. "Give me oral. Don't speak unless you make me orgasm," Triple ordered this of her and she could only simply nod.

It felt like her brain wasn't functioning and it wasn't like she would be speaking while got fucked by the young man. Now it would be even harder to speak with a mouthful of pussy.

She nodded again, bit her lip, and lowered her mouth to Triple's vagina.

Her tongue licked her upper thighs slowly teasing the woman and making her wet before continuing. Her hand massaged her legs while shaking her rear invitingly for Walt to take the hint.

"Walt, stop being distracted and fuck the blowjob queen," Triple ordered.

The Professor's body visibly shivered at such a vulgar nickname. It made her hornier, if that was even possible and made her want to pleasure the dominant woman in front of her even more.

"You liked that?" Triple asked softly and stroked her white hair softly ready to hold her tight to her pussy. "Do you like that more than being called slut?"

The white haired woman simply nodded and stared deeply into Triple's orange eyes.

Finally, after what felt like a long time to the time traveler Walt had started rubbing her ass and feeling her body softly. She turned her head slightly to watch the man find his confidence. His shyness prevented him from doing things in a timely manner.

She was fine with that and from the way Triple was watching him she was also fine with it. They both gave the tall ginger lustful looks as he explored her rear. His hands massaged her butt and grabbed her thighs. With a tight grasp on her hips he slowly and gently entered her pussy. His cock still wet from her spit glided in. The Professor let out a small moan of pleasure.

Triple cleared her throat bringing a reminder to keep face fucking the furry woman in front of her. Before Walt got any further in her tight pussy she latched onto the woman's pussy.

She licked around the lips sucking in some places trying to find what made Triple moan with pleasure. She wanted her claws to grip her white hair and hold her mouth against her pussy.

Walt went deeper and the Professor tried her best to stay upright. Her mouth sucked on the cat lady's clit. Her hands firm against the bed to keep her from falling.

Both women whimpered. Walt slowly went in until he was all the way and it made the Professor's back arch with pleasure.

Her tongue circled Triple's clit making her mewl.

Walt fucked her pussy a little harder forcing her mouth harder onto Triple's mound.

Her mouth sucked and she lapped up and down on Triple's clit. Triple's claws were wrapped tight around her white hair. Her grip grew tighter and her hold made the Professor stay in place. Her thighs deafened her to the world and all she could was watch the woman she sucked on climax.

There was no sound as her strong thick thighs blocked out her ears. She watched as Triple's mouth opened to make sounds she couldn't hear.

Walt continued to fuck her pussy and she took a respite from giving oral to let the woman in front of her recover.

She looked over her shoulder to watch the man fuck her from behind. The Professor winked at the man as he caught her staring. A wide grin spread across both of their faces.

The Professor moaned as Walt fucked her hard.

"Spank this devious slut, Walt," Triple commanded of him as she finally recovered from her orgasm.

Another involuntary shiver fluttered through the Professor and Triple grinned at the result.

There was something the woman wanted to try and now would be the best time. She wanted to get her tongue as far as it could go into her pussy.

"You can speak now," Triple said. It was perhaps the gentlest thing the woman had said to her during the whole sexual encounter.

"I want to probe your pussy with my tongue while Walt spanks my ass and fucks me, Kitty," she told the woman.

From Triple's reaction that's what she wanted too and from Walt's increased speed it seemed he liked the idea as well.

She placed her tongue at the entrance of Triple's pussy. It was nowhere near long enough to give her the pleasure a cock would, but she would certainly try.

She licked at Triple's entrance as both Walt and Triple watched her. Walt finally recovered from the scene and started fucking her again.

As he slammed into her pussy it forced her mouth and tongue as deep as she could in a nice rhythm Walt was able to set.

He would plunge deep into her a set number of times and then slap her ass. First it was the right cheek and the action made her squirm and moan into Triple's pussy.

And then it was her left cheek as he plowed deeply into her. She was getting close to an orgasm of her own and was wiggling her ass begging for more.

With the third slap on her right cheek she let a whimper and orgasmed drooling all over Triple's pussy.

Triple enjoyed the sight of the flustered woman and helped her in her efforts to make her orgasm again. Her fingers found her own clit and massaged it.

Walt was ruthless in his ass slapping and kept alternating cheeks. It made the Professor a writhing mess drooling like a slut on Triple's pussy.

Another few orgasms rocked through the women until Walt coated her ass cheeks with his hot cum. They fell into one big pile of sticky flesh and fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Dear Reader,

How was it?

Thank You,

Daisy Pennyrose

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