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Chapter 3: Summer Job

Zeta was sunbathing on his parents’ deck. Summer was turning out great so far, his parents hadn’t caught on yet, and it was such a nice day out. The only odd thing is that he had woken up a guy despite going to bed as one. The transformations usually happened at night, but sometimes could fluctuate. He and his sister had spent some ‘quality’ time together last night so perhaps that was the reason, they were up too late and the shift got delayed. Either way it was a problem for later.
Stretching and murmuring in the sun, Zeta didn’t notice his mother coming out on the deck as well. She was a tall shark woman, and unlike her kids didn’t have the gender flipping / intersex set up that Zeta and Skelly did. That the pair had inherited from their Kitsune father and the unstable magic in them as a result.

“There’s my Girl” She said, “You planning on spending the whole summer topless sunbathing?”

“Topless?” Zeta blinked and then glanced down. Sure, enough his, or rather her, chest was rapidly changing. The change that should have happened last night was happening now it seemed. Flat masculine pecks were engorging into round plump breasts, just as her ribcage was reshaping to a more feminine figure. It was really strange to be awake while this happened. It didn’t hurt, but felt like her skin was make of crawling spiders as her body reshifted. “Oh. Sorry mom, I didn’t have boobs a minute ago.”

“It’s fine. The deck is private enough, but I thought you had that controlled to only happen at night?”

“I thought I did to... but I… er... I couldn’t sleep last night.” Zeta lied, her mind already wondering back to her dick firmly buried in her sister, “I think it may have changed the time, or something.

“Ah, well be careful with that in public, no need to have sudden boobs in the mall.”

“I’ll wear a shirt if I go out, mom.” Zeta said, “What’s up besides?”

“Well your father and I were thinking. Since you are here all summer, it would probably be better to not just wile the time away on the deck.” Her mother grinned wider as she spoke.

“Mom…?”

“THEY GOT ME A JOB!!” Zeta whined as she strolled alongside her sister, “It was supposed to be the summer off and they went and got me a job.”

“Preaching to the choir there sis” Skelly said looking down at her uniform. It was a barista apron with a collared shirt and goofy hat, “Though WHY are you in a one piece bathing suit if you get a job”

“Life guard” Zeta explained, “I suppose it does make sense, the tail is pretty great for swimming, so I can do it.”

“Lucky you sis.” Skelly said, “Sitting in a high chair all day? Where I have to serve annoying tourists their morning coffee, and afternoon coffee, and mucha latte supremo blah blah whatevers.”

Zeta giggled and gently poked at the side of her sister’s boob, “Do any of them ask for ‘special’ additives?”

“Yes”

Zeta blinked, “Wait? Yes? Sis I was joking, people actually want coffee with breast milk?”

“They do, especially when they find out that I’m productive” Skelly explained, “Sometimes I wish I had boob condoms so if I start to leak its not visible through the shirt.”

Zeta said nothing and just started at her sister’s apron.

“Zeta?”

Zeta didn’t respond.

“Zeta, are you listening?”

“Uh what?”

“Zeta you want a Latte with breast milk don’t you?”

Zeta nodded, a blush spreading across her face along with the silent relief that she was a girl today and wouldn’t be accidentally sporting a boner in public.

“I’ll think about it, pervo” Skelly said, “but for now we should split up. The beach is over there and my job is this way.”

The pair waved goodbye and Zeta padded over to the beach and walked over to the lifeguard shack. It was a small thing, some floaties pinned to the side of it and a rickety door. She knocked a few times and waited for a response.

“Oi there, you the new guy?” A taller and impossibly well built male otter opened the door. He looked like he lived and breathed triathletes’ competitions, rippled abs and fully toned arms were barely contained in his white sleeveless shirt, “eh? You’re a bit girly for the new guy…”

Zeta gulped and sincerely hoped that erect nipples weren’t visible through her suit, “Uh that’s me though… I’m a guy… sometimes.”

“Oh… That’s odd.” The otter said, scratching his head, “Girl now?”

Zeta nodded.

“Ok then ma’am. You got sector three on the beach today” He showed her the map showing where the various lifeguard stands were. Where the equipment was and some best practices about sunscreen and such. Zeta wasn’t positive how much of the training he was really retaining, especially while standing next to this particular specimen of man, but it should be simple enough. Keep watch, help if needed, keep yourself covered or greased to protect against the sun. Simple enough.


Simple enough unfortunately turned into boring as all crap when she actually started her job. Which was to sit. Sit and watch, doing not much of anything, for hours. She started to wonder how lifeguards ever managed to keep awake. It also meant that despite her boss’s relative hotness, she wouldn’t be spending too much time around him which was another bummer.

At least refreshments were forthcoming.

“Hey sis” Skelly called up from the beach below, “how’s it going?”

“Oh. Hey, didn’t’ see you there, its …. Fine… I suppose.” Zeta replied, “You on break?”

“I am, and I brought you something” Skelly climbed up the stand till she was balancing on the top shelf looking at her sister while holding a cup. She handed it to Zeta then leaned in closer. “And I believe your order came with breast milk?”
Zeta instantly started to turn redder as her sister undid the buttons of her top and gently, and as secretly as possible, slid one of her beasts free, leaned over the cup, and started to squeeze. Dripples of warm rich kitsune milk flowed forth and lightened the color of Zeta’s coffee almost immediately.

“This might be the best coffee shop service ever sis” Zeta said watching her sister milk herself into the cup, “Not only delivery, but freshest milk possible.”

Skelly smiled, “After this one, you owe me.”

“Owe you what, exactly?” Zeta said raising an eyebrow, as skelly finished milking herself and put her tit away.

“If you’re still a girl tonight. I think its time to introduce you to my masculine side”

Zeta blushed, bright. But then a smile started to spread across her face. She brought the coffee to her lips and drank a sip, “I think I can live with that.”