be were by morpheus

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This story takes place in the same universe as my first twoWere stories, and was one that I had come up with at thesame time I was writing the original Were. But as this onehas a different main character, I decided to call itsomething other than Were 3.

Be WereBy Morpheus

What do you say to a gorilla who's wearing an apronand offers you a mug of hot chocolate? In my case, it wouldbe, "Thanks Mom."

This gorilla in question... my Mom is a Were, acreature that comes straight out of myths and legends. Butinstead of being a werewolf... she's a weregorilla. Likethe legends, she does transform on the nights of the fullmoon, but unlike the legends, she can make herselftransform at will on any other night, though the changesvanish with the morning sun and she turns back into anordinary human.

My name is Trey Maxwell, and I was a fairly ordinary16 year old, discounting the fact that my Mom was a Were. I

was average size and average build, with short brown hair,though I always wished that I were a bit taller and moremuscular. It was always a little embarrassing to know thatmy Mom was a lot stronger than I was, but then again, thatwas when she was in the form of a gorilla.

At the moment, I stood outside my back door, staringout over our large back yard, at the many trees thatsurrounded us and the lake that was at the back of ourproperty. We had very few neighbors and none of them veryclose. I guessed that it made a lot of sense since it wouldbe hard to explain to people why a big gorilla was doingwandering around our property, and Mom liked to do that

pretty often.

Then I slowly looked up at the sky, frowning slightlyand feeling extremely nervous. That night was going to bethe first full moon since my birthday a week before, andthat meant it was my Changing Day. And for a Were, ChangingDay was quite important. It was a coming of age thing...and the day that they would transform for the first time,discovering what animal that they would turn into.

"Changing Day," I whispered, knowing full well thatit very well might not be mine. That I might not have aChanging Day.

Though my Mom was a Were, my Dad was not. He was aperfectly ordinary guy, at least as far as that went,though I didn't think most guys would be able to take theirwives turning into gorillas quite as easily as he did. Butsince my Mom was Were and my Dad was normal... I didn'tknow what that made me. You couldn't be half Were and halfnormal... it didn't work that way. You were either one orthe other. I had a 50 percent chance either way, andwouldn't know for sure until the sun set.



I was filled with mixed emotions as I thought aboutChanging Day... about what it would be like for me toactually turn into a Were. Of course, I guessed that itmight be kind of interesting to turn into some kind of coolanimal, and it would make me sort of special. I liked thatidea... of being special.

However, there were a lot of things that made meuncomfortable as well. Did it mean that I would be lesshuman? A look at my loving Mom helped ease that concern,but not completely. And what if I turned into somethinggross or embarrassing... which I heard happened prettyoften. I didn't like the thought of becoming something likea turkey or a skunk. I also wasn't sure that I liked theidea of being a Were... of being so different from everyoneelse. It was a scary thought.

And then of course, there was the fact that being aWere changed your perspective. It made you see the world ina different way. Like my cousin Darek. He'd changed for thefirst time several months back and he hadn't been the samesince. He had turned sort of 'save the trees' on me, whichI didn't understand.

Then again, I didn't even know what it was that Darekturned into, though my Mom mentioned something about himbeing a mythic. But if he really was a mythic, I figuredthat he would have shown off about it rather than gettingall embarrassed and going quiet. So, I figured that he wasjust a normal Were, and probably a stupid one too.

I let out a deep sigh as I turned around and wentinside, trying not to think about what was going to happenin just a little while. I was nervous as hell, though Icertainly wouldn't admit that to my Mom and Dad. I didn'tknow what I would do if I turned out to be a Were like my

Mom, though for the most part... I sort of hoped that Iwouldn't. That I could just be a normal guy like everyoneelse at school.

"Ready for the big day?" my Dad asked as I wentinside, looking just a little uncomfortable with the wholething but obviously trying to be supportive.

Mom was immediately next to me, putting her arm on myshoulder, "Don't get your hopes up too much," she warned megently, though I could see the hope in her eyes, "You knowthat it's just as likely you won't change." She gave me aquick kiss on my cheek, making me pull away in

embarrassment, "But I'll love you just as much either way."

"Mom," I protested as I pulled away, wiping my cheekoff as though it was infected. Geez, I was way too big forher to be doing stuff like that to me. At least it wasn'tsomewhere in public where I'd really have been embarrassedby it.

A short while later, the sun was just beginning toset. Mom had come out dressed only in her robe, the really



large one that she usually wore just before changing. Shegave me a smile that was supposed to comfort me, but didn'tdo much. I was way too nervous, though still trying hardnot to show it.

"You should put a robe on too," Mom warned me, givingme a careful look. "If you do change, you have no idea whatit might be into and it's always best to be prepared."

"I'm fine," I grumbled defiantly, deciding that I wasperfectly fine in the jogging suit that I'd put on. Afterall, I was sort of hoping that I wouldn't change at allanyway and didn't want to help that along any more than Ireally had to.

Mom just rolled her eyes at that, muttering somethingthat sounded like, "Teenagers..." under her breath. Thenshe looked up clock and said, "We should get outside now."She gave me another speculative look, "Just in case."

I grumbled at that but did as she asked, realizingthat if I did turn into something like an elephant, beinginside the house might not be such a good idea. However,the thought about it kind of brought a smile to my face.

Then Mom turned to Dad, giving him a steady look."You should probably stay inside for awhile." She gave himanother look that suggested that he had better do as shesaid.

Dad nodded, then turned to me, "Good luck Trey." Andwith that, he went back inside, leaving just me and Mom outthere on the porch.

After a few seconds, Mom stepped off of the porch andinto the grass, taking a few more steps before stopping andlooking up at the sky. I hesitated, then glanced down at

the porch and remembered the whole elephant thing again. Itprobably wouldn't be a good idea to stay on the porcheither... just in case.

I stood on the ground, though made sure to keep agood distance from my Mom. This whole situation was weirdenough and reminded myself that whatever happened, ChangingDay would soon be over... or never even have happened.

A minute later, I noticed it. The changes in my Mom'sface. I'd seen her changing often enough to recognize thechanges at the first sign. And at the same time, I suddenlyaware of a strange tingling through my own body. I let out

a faint gasp at that, knowing exactly what it meant. Ireally was a Were... and this was my awakening as such.

"Mom..." I gasped out, unsure of what to say as Icould feel the changes occurring within my body.

Everything inside of me seemed to be moving around.All of my bones and muscles were altering... changing. Butinto what, I didn't know. Even my skin was beginning tofeel strange, though I couldn't quite explain how, even to



myself. All I knew was that soon, I would no longer behuman... and that I was scared.

Suddenly, my legs seemed to turn to jelly and droppedout from under me. I collapsed to the ground rather hard,feeling the tingling especially hard on my legs. There wasa strange sensation from my crotch, then a strongdiscomfort from my jogging suit pants. I suddenly wishedthat I'd listened to my Mom's advice about wearing a robeinstead.

With a grunt, I pulled at my pants, noticing that myhands looked different. My fingers looked sort of longerand more slender. However, I didn't spare time to examinethem as I finished pulling off the jogging suit pants, thengot a look at my legs, letting a loud gasp as I did so. Mylegs were sort of fused at my crotch... and quickly fusingmore and more all the way down. It was like a single pieceof flesh all the way down to my knees... until they toofused into one.

The changes that ran through my body seemed to takeforever, yet at the same time they were occurring withincredible speed. They were happening so fast that I

couldn't take note of all of the changes or keep track ofwhat was still changing.

Another look at my legs revealed that they had fusedcompletely... that they were now being covered with bluescales. My legs... now looked like a tail, similar to afish tail. But that was impossible... Mom had told me thatthere weren't any Were fish... or Were insects. That itjust didn't happen that way.

Just then, the changes finally stopped, though Iremained where I was on the ground, feeling extremelystrange and confused. I sat myself up, fully aware that I

still had arms so couldn't be a fish, but that only made meeven more confused.

I took a long look at my legs... or the blue scaledtail, which had taken their place. The moonlight seemed toshimmer off the scales in a strange... and even beautifulway. However, that effect ended at the waist... where myskin became normal human skin... or at least something ofthe kind since it was smooth pale and creamy.

"What the?" I gasped, suddenly noticing the weight onmy chest.

My hands grasped at the large mounds that were nowpresent on my chest, and there was absolutely no denyingthe fact that they were breasts. I had a pair of boobs...though a part of my mind quickly filled in that they werevery nice boobs at that. Big, round and firm. Yes, verynice. With nipples that were a lot bigger than my old oneswere too.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, only barely stunned at thefact that I could still talk.



yard for a moment. Finally, she wrote something on theboard and showed it to me. "SWIM." Then she pointed acrossthe yard to the lake before writing something else."MERMAIDS LIKE WATER."

"But..." I started, thinking that now was not thetime to go swimming. I was a freak... I couldn't even standup on my own like that.

However, without wasting time to write any more, Mompicked me up and used her gorilla's strength to carry metowards the lake... in spite of my protests. Then at theend of our small dock, she unceremoniously dropped mestraight into the water.

I tried to yell at her, but was completely surroundedby water. I quickly came to the surface and splashed my Momas hard as I could, but she'd stepped back and avoided mostof the water. Then she just stuck her tongue out at me,making me angrier... until I burst out laughing. A gorillasticking it's tongue out at you is an odd sight.

Suddenly, I realized something strange. The watershould have been extremely cold... but I felt perfectly

comfortable. I didn't feel chilled in the least. Obviouslyit was something to do with my being a mermaid at themoment. And as I floated there, I was rather amazed tonotice just how comfortable I felt in the water. At justhow good it actually felt against my skin.

"Weird," I whispered.

And unable to help myself, I dove under the water,submerging myself completely. It felt so incredible, and tomy amazement, my eyes remained open when my normalinstinctive reaction is to close them when I'm under water.And even more amazing was the fact that I could actually

see... and quite well at that. Far more than I would havebeen able to wearing goggles during the day.

Then with a nervous grin, I decided to try out my newtail. With just a couple swishes, I was propelling myselfthrough the water with unbelievable speed and grace. And itwas easy. So easy to move around in the water. My alteredbody was certainly built for just that environment.

As I shot through the water, after several minutes,it dawned on me that I hadn't gone up for air yet. Nor hadI felt any need to. It took me another few seconds before Ibecame aware of the fact that I had been breathing the

whole time... though certainly not the normal way. It hadjust been so instinctive to breath through what I assumedwere gills of some sort, that I hadn't even noticed ituntil then.

I shook my head, grinning faintly in spite of myself.Then I decided to check out the bottom of the lake soheaded down. It was quite a disappointment, making me frownat all of the mud, gravel and stuff. There were even a fewtires and cans, but very few. But for the most part the



lake bottom seemed to be pretty free of that kind of junk.

For the next... I don't know how long, I swam around,trying to get used to my new body and the unbelievablefreedom that it gave me under the water. I never would haveimagined it possible before then. I could even out racesome of the fish... proving that by catching one of them inmy hands before letting it go. My disgust at turning intowhat I had was quickly evaporating under the thrill ofexploration.

Eventually, I surfaced again, finding that I wasalmost all the way on the other side of the lake. Butsomehow, I had already known that, sensing exactly whichdirection I would have to go to return home, even though Ihad been all over the place and in every direction underthe water. It appeared that I had some sort of ability tosense where I was as well.

"Cool," I gasped into the night air, suddenlythinking about the fortune that I could make searching forsunken ships and lost treasure. I would be better than anynormal diver ever could.

After waiting a few more seconds, I started backtowards the shore. I quickly arrived at the dock andstarted pulling myself up onto it, finding that it wasquite a bit more difficult to do without legs. Fortunately,my Mom saw me and helped me back up, then much to myembarrassment; she picked me up again, this time carryingme towards the house.

"Put me down," I protested, though she didn't do sountil we were inside.

She set me down on the couch, though I couldn't helpnoticing that she'd already spread out some thick blankets

over it before we'd gone in. Obviously she didn't want meto get it all soaked, which I was already doing to somedegree.

"Man this is weird," I muttered, looking down atmyself, then at my hands. And for the first time, I noticedthat not only were my hands very feminine... but that I hada little bit of webbing between my fingers. "Doubleweird..."

It was only then that I noticed my Dad standing offto the side, staring at me with both his mouth and eyeswide open. I almost laughed at the expression on his face,

though he quickly tried to recover and act as thougheverything was normal. That just made it harder for me tocontain the laugher.

"Um..." my Dad started, gesturing towards me and thenturning his eyes away.

"Huh?" I asked, looking down and realizing what hemeant. I had a nice big pair of boobs... and I wascompletely topless. But that was normal... at least the



topless part. Still, I flushed in embarrassment and usedone of the blankets on the couch to cover myself up with.

"I can't believe I'm a fish," I snorted, flicking mytail a bit and drawing my Dad's attention to it. Betterthat than my boobs I guessed.

After a minute, Mom came back in the room, this timewearing the apron that she often wore while in her gorillaform. And she was carrying a tray with several cups on it,handing one of them to me. I smiled as I picked up the mugof hot chocolate, thanking her before taking a sip. It evenhad the marshmallows in it that I liked.

None of us said a word as we sipped at our chocolateand watched TV, or at least pretended that we were watchingTV. There was no doubt that not only my attention was on myaltered body, but so were my parents. It was definitelystrange, not just the way I felt but the way they werelooking at me and trying to pretend that they weren't. Dadwas especially bad about it.

Finally, Mom glared at Dad and used the board to tellhim to go to bed. After all, he did have to get up early

for work in the morning. Dad didn't even argue with her,even though it was obvious that he wanted to stay a bitlonger. But then again, Dad never really argued with Momwhen she was a gorilla. Maybe that was the reason that sheliked spending so much time as one.

"Um... good night," Dad told me as he got up toleave. Then he paused to give me a gentle smile and rubbedmy hair, just like he did normally. And even though Inormally didn't particularly like that habit of his, at themoment it felt comforting. It made things seem just alittle more normal. "See you in the morning son."

"G'night," I told him, turning my attention back downto myself and giving a wry smile as I thought that the word'son' might not be the most accurate at the moment.Fortunately though, I knew that all Were transformationswould end with sunrise and I would be back to my normalself. At least until the next full moon... or unless Idecided to change again on my own.

I remained where I was for a few more minutes, thenbegan scratching at my skin. I pulled back the blanket,feeling just a little dry and itchy. Mom noticed that andstared at me thoughtfully before going into the kitchen andcoming back with a wet sponge. Without wasting the time to

write on the chalkboard, she handed the sponge to me andstood back.

"What's this?" I asked, giving her a curious look.She took it back, then wiped the sponge over my shoulder,making the itching stop there. "Oh," I responded inunderstanding. Apparently my mermaid skin preferred beingkept damp and Mom had figured it out. "Joy."

With that, I gave myself a careful sponge bath on the



couch, feeling much better once I had done so.Unfortunately, I realized that it could provide a smallproblem when it came time to go to bed. I mean, I mighthave had the body of a mermaid but I sure as hell didn'thave any intention of spending the night in the lake.

For the next several hours, I stayed up late andexamined my body. My Mom had excused herself from the roomwith a real flimsy excuse just to give me that opportunity.I was kind of thankful for that since I was definitelycurious about my altered body and needed a bit of privacyto look it over.

Eventually though, I was pretty tired and ready forbed, though somehow I didn't think that I'd actually beable to get to sleep. However, there was still the problemof my skin drying out while I slept since I'd had to spongemyself about every hour or so it seemed. Of course, once Ithought about it, the solution was pretty obvious, thoughnot extremely comfortable. I ended up going to bed in thebathtub... with it filled about half way.

"Damn skin," I complained as I tried going to sleep,feeling cramped but at least moist. Somehow, I really

didn't think that I'd be able to handle sleeping in the tubevery full moon.

As I lay there in the tub, my hands slowly roved overmy body, amazed by the smooth skin of my human half... andthe strangeness of my new tail. And of course, they restedfor a very long period on my new breasts and nipples,finding that it felt rather nice. It was in that positionthat I eventually drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke in the morning, I was stiff anduncomfortable, especially as I was laying in 4 inches ofwater. But it hadn't been just that which had awoken me,

but the sensations of my body changing back to normal. Iclimbed out of the tub, emptying it as I did so. And thoughI briefly thought that I might as well take my morningshower while I was already in there... I decided that I'dalready had my share of water and the tub for the moment.

"Just great," I complained as I grabbed a towel tocover myself and then made my way to my nice softcomfortable bed for a few extra hours of real sleep.

After several more hours, I was finally ready to getup for real. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring down atmy familiar body. I gulped as I thought about the night

before, knowing that it hadn't been a dream. It had been myawakening.

"I'll never think of the Little Mermaid the same wayagain," I grumbled as I got dressed and made my way to thekitchen for breakfast.

Mom was already sitting in the kitchen when I gotthere, sipping at her coffee and reading the newspaper. Sheglanced up at me but didn't say a word as I went about



pouring myself some cereal.

Finally, Mom asked, "Are you all right?"

"Just peachy," I muttered.

She gave me a steady look at that, setting her coffeedown and saying, "I know that it will take a bit to getused to, but your Were form is just as much a part of younow as this one."

I grunted at that and took a bite of my cereal ratherthan answer. Mom just sighed, shaking her head faintly.

"Well," she told me with a faint smile, "I supposethat with your... unique Were form, we should get what weneed to help make things a little easier."

"Things?" I asked blankly.

"For one," she stated matter of factly, staring mestraight in the eyes, "I think that a bikini top might bein order for when you change." Then she gave me a look asif daring me to argue with her. I might not like it, but I

wasn't dumb enough to do that at the moment, even if shewasn't currently a gorilla. "We can get a large wading pooltoo," she continued thoughtfully once she saw that I wasn'tgoing to argue, "For you to sleep it."

"I'd prefer a bed," I grumbled, though seeing that awading pool would be a hell of a lot more comfortable androomy than the bathtub.

"Well maybe we can put a tarp on your mattress andlet you use soaking wet blankets," she muttered, almostmore to herself than to me. "That might work too. But we'llstill need the pool..."

At this, Mom drifted into her own thoughts and Istopped really listening to her. Instead, I was thinkingabout how my being a Were was going to change my life. Itwas definitely going to make having any dates on a fullmoon night out of the question. Unless maybe she was intoskinny dipping...

Then I suddenly thought about my cousin Darek,wondering what he would think about my being a mythic. Andabout being a mermaid. It was definitely strange,especially the part about turning into a girl when I wentWere. No, I decided that I wasn't going to tell Darek. It

was WAY too embarrassing, and somehow I just didn't thinkthat he would understand.

For a long time, I just remained where I was,thinking about what this meant for my future. Of coursethings were going to change. Of that there was no doubt.I'd always known that there was a good likelihood of beingWere like my Mom, but not like this. At least some thingswere still going to be the same, even if that included someof the ones I wasn't thrilled with. Things like school and



acne. Now, I would just not only have to deal with being ateenager and all that came with it, but I would also haveto deal with what it meant... to be Were.

THE END

be were by morpheus

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