Bad Karma Chapter 6
Karma made her way to the front desk of the local jail, slightly embarassed that she even had to be here. That morning, Rimmy had asked her to wear the outfit she had worn for him on their anniversary, and she had refused, wanting to wear a nice pair of jeans and a ruffley blouse that hid her nipple jewelry. He hadn't liked this idea, but after she put it on, he somehow thought it looked better than a miniskirt, however he did make some "adjustments". He pulled the pants down a bit, so they were right on her hips instead of her waist, and pulled at the thong straps, while playing with her shirt, so it would not cover her lower abdomen, and adjusted her bra so that there would be excessive cleavage. She had not changed his adjustments to her outfit, due to the fact that she would never be able to put it back the way he wanted it.
Now in the jail, her cheeks turned pink as the officers, most of them former students, watched her come in. One of the officers, a young male rabbit had been a student the previous year, and he had developed a crush on her.
Like Rimmy, Karma tried to keep work and home life seperate. She stayed home during her heat to keep other males away from her, and no one but Victoria and a couple others knew that she was married. The young rabbit, finally seemed to get enough courage to approach her, blushing madly, his dick throbbing in his pants.
"Hey there, Professor," he said, wrapping an arm around her. "Jai, you have work to do," she said, pushing him away. "I didn't teach you for a year so you could learn to be a pervert." "Hmm," he thought aloud. "Maybe you can teach me something else, Professor."
He slapped her on the rump, making her squeal. She looked at the officer at the front desk and recognized Rimmy's friend Carl. He nodded at her, allowing her to whip this rabbit into shape.
Everything seemed to go into black and white. She was one of the few that was much more animalistic than others, and she could use this to her advantage when it came to self defense. As this happened, she fell on all fours, but not on her knees. Her legs and body had shifted to a completed fox form. She no longer had a perfect round ass or her D cups. Her breasts sank into her body, and her head hair dissapeared. She was like the original foxes now. Her clothes were too big for her now, and she easily kicked them off, instinct taking over. Her natural prey was so close to her, and she was ready for the chase.
Jai was now terrified. He had no idea that Karma was on of these few. He realized how dangerous she was, and he had caught Carl's nod to her, and he realized now that he was completely alone, and might possibly be killed. The sexy teacher had become a dangerous animal.
She lunged forward, and bit him on the arm, making him cry out. She lifted him into the air and threw him to the other side of the room, where he hit his head.
Carl stood and walked over to her and scratched her behind her ears. As she gazed menacingly at Jai.
"Jai, let this be a lesson to you," he said in a deep voice. "Keep all that crap out of the work place, next time I might let her kill you."
He picked her up along with her clothes and belongings and took her to a cell past two polar bear guards. They smelled her, and recognized the faint scent of dog on her, a dog they had taken into custody earlier that day, that they wanted to do backround checks on, but after a few hours, had found nothing. Carl opened a door, and Rimmy sat alone inside, up against a wall staring at the ceiling with his eyes closed. Carl cleared his throat, and Rimmy's eyes opened, and he turned to look at Carl. Rimmy jumped to his feet and ran to Carl and took Karma from him, holding her close, as she almost purred a deep low affectionate growl. Carl left them alone and Karma's animalistic senses took a greater hold of her vagina. She sniffed Rimmy's crotch, and whined as she raised her butt towards him. He picked her up and simply held her, unable to take advantage of his wife when she was in such a state of total animal like sense. He loved her too much to do that to her, and although she would never find out, or even remember for that matter, he tended to tell her about things that he had done, to her and other women, and she had a very bad habit of bringing these things up to guilt trip him.
She gave him sex, blowjobs, and other sexual things; she had pierced her nipples for him, and she may have thought that she did good things for him, but the simple facts were, she was a shitty wife, a shitty homemaker, and would probably be a shitty mother. She never listened, or followed orders. She was lazy, and tended to muddle about, maybe picking a couple things up, and maybe when she knew people were coming, she would make an effort to clean, but she couldn't really do anything right. She tried to call it determination, and conditioning, but he couldn't possibly believe this, because he was so much more intelligent.
He looked at her shoulder where she had cut herself a couple days earlier. This was one of many scars her once beautiful body carried. There ever scars that looked like letters on her body. Her body carried the words that were true about her. "Problem", "snake", and "killjoy" were the first words that beared signicance to what she thought Rimmy believed of her. And on her heart, his name was carved into her chest, and it was the clearest. She had never told him why it was there, but she had been disturbed at the time, thinking that he was on the verge of leaving her forever, and the very idea of losing ones life long mate could drive anyone to madness. The old wives saying "you never forget your first love" was extremely true. Rimmy couldn't forget his, and she was not Karma. Karma however, could never forget her's, especially when she was married to him. She had one boyfriend before Rimmy, a young turtle who was very socially awkward. They had been together for a couple months in high school, but it just didn't work out. Karma thought she had loved that turtle, but she hadn't. She had been upset at the thought of a friend taking him away, but the simple truth that she held in her heart was that it was her own fault, because had she talked to him about the problems that had arisen, things could have worked out, but since they had not worked out, she finally did meet her mate, Rimmy. Rimmy used to say that Karma was the one, but Karma wondered sometimes how many other women had heard that from him. But in her heart, she believed it. She loved him, and would throw herself from a cliff if he asked her to, and yet she couldn't even follow his instructions, she couldn't make smart decisions, she couldn't make him believe that she truly loved him as much as she did. Therapy had helped a little, but Rimmy was still stuck with a scarred and disturbed woman who only had him to talk to about her problems.
The vixen fell asleep in Rimmy's lap, and he petted her odd colored fur. He thought she was beautiful, but after hurting herself for years, that beauty was dimmed, and hidden under pain and sorrow. As she slep, he felt her skeleton crack and shift uner his fingers. They quadraped slowly became a biped, and her hair grew out, and her anatomy changed to the humanoid figure covered in the beautiful brown fur. She still slept, but as the transformation ended, she sighed heavily and moved more comfortably in his strong arms. He held her in a tight and loving embrace, as the toll of the change in anatomical structure took it's course. He let her sleep for a couple of minutes before waking her.
"Karma, you have to wake up." "hmm?" "It's time to go. You have to get dressed, my love."
Karma opened her eyes slowly, and found Rimmy's honey brown eyes staring back at her green ones. He loved those eyes of hers, and she loved his.
"I'll help you. We have to go home, I need to talk to you about something very important." "I know, Rimmy," Karma said quietly. "Victoria told me. Your boss called her and asked her to give me a head's up. I want you to take the job." "We can't just leave like that, Karma," Rimmy told her. "There's still the matters of finances, timing, and how we'd even get there." "We'll figure it out." "We need to make plan. We can't just run off like a couple of kids, we have to actually think about these things." "Let's go home and talk about it." "Well get dressed" he said pushing her off of him playfully. He gave her a quick swat on the ass as she stood and put her clothes back on as he adjusted them back to the way they had been before she had attacked Jai.
He licked her nose and hugged her as they left the jail, passing the two polar bears (who growled at losing an inmate), and thanking Carl on their way out.
They both felt that things would be better in Minnesota. Things had to be better there, for the both of them.