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Chapter Two
    Thirteen hours and plenty of orgasms later, the phone rang, disturbing the silence that had momentarily settled in their cozy home. Marcus had been crossing the living room, heading toward the kitchen, barely able to walk and in sore need of some sustenance, when he heard the sound. It took him many winces and a couple of muttered
    “dammits” to answer.
    “Yeah?”
    “Mr. Forrester?” a familiar voice asked on the other end.
    “Doctor Vilder. Thank God!” He plopped down on the couch, covering his eyes with one hand and ready to spill his guts out.
    “I hope you don’t mind, Mr. Forrester, I spoke with several of my colleagues about your wife’s case. We’re all here on conference, actually. Dr Phill, Dr. Greene, and Dr.
    Goldberg, meet Mr. Forrester.”
    Three unanimous salutes followed.
    Marcus rubbed his eyes wearily. “Hey.”
    “Mr. Forrester. We’re eager to know, how are things progressing?”
    Marcus twisted his neck to stare into the bedroom, catching a sight of Marly’s naked limbs through the open door, then turned back to the phone and cupped the receiver. “My cock is raw. I feel completely emasculated. I can’t get it up soon enough.”
    A deathly silence followed, then a steady, “Our interest is running more toward Mrs.
    Forrester.”
    “Oh, yes, of course. Well…” He turned to look at her again, eyeing those creamy, long limbs over the bed with manly appreciation. “She’s fine. More than fine. She’s…”
    Gorgeous. Amazing. Horny as hell.
    “Has she shifted yet?”
    “Shifted?”
    “You see, Dr. Greene and Dr. Phill believe she might shift one of these days. It’s a myth, really. None of us have actually seen it happen, and yet several patients with similar problems claim it is so.”
    Marcus had other, more pressing things to worry about, and they were all he could handle right now. He whispered into the receiver, “Doctor, I can’t satisfy her. I can’t…fill her. She’s unstoppable.”
    “If she does shift, don’t be alarmed. It will probably be toward the third day,” Dr.
    Vilder said.
    To which Marcus replied, “I couldn’t even go to work today for fear she’d rape the mailman or something.”
    “And if she does shift, we’d love to have a look at her at the office,” Dr. Vilder continued.
    “Tell me, doctor,” Marcus said gravely. “Is there anything more potent than Cialis?”
    Another long silence ensued, then a weird coughing that resembled someone trying to hide his laughter. “Mr. Forrester, I don’t think so.”
    “Doctor, this is no joke.”
    “Well, I suggest you keep her under a leash, no pun intended. Maybe get the assistance of some toys?”
    “We have some, or at least had some. She broke them.”
    “Honey?”
    Marcus stiffened at the sound of Marly’s voice. “Oh, shit.”
    “Pardon?” Dr. Vilder asked. The other doctors seemed to have gone mute, no doubt a little overcome by the Forrester’s unusual circumstances. Tell me about it , was all Marcus thought. It seemed like a dream come true, to have a wanton female he just happened to adore so damned ready to fuck, and yet after each session, this was starting to feel more and more like a nightmare.
    “Got to go, doctors. If I can, I’ll call you from the morgue.”
    He slammed the phone back into its cradle and pushed himself to his feet. If he made an effort, maybe he’d reach their bedroom by midnight, and by then there was no telling what he might encounter. A full grown cat maybe.
    He winced when he finally got to the threshold and gazed at her from across the room. “Baby, if we keep this up I just know my dick’s going to fall off.”
    “I know, this is insane!” She rolled over on the bed to face him, propping up on one elbow while her other hand dipped to stroke the scented valley between her legs, her breasts thrusting out to him like offerings.
    She was sweaty, flushed, and by the way her neatly-trimmed pussy glowed, she was ready for