Big Gator: A BBW shape shifter paranormal romance Read Free

human?”
                 “ No
more than 16-hours,” Brandy admitted. This was probably typical for
a gator shifter. “Do you think I'm really at risk here?”
                 “ I
don't know,” Marianne said. “But don't you want to get the hell
outta here?”
                 “ Yes,
of course,” Brandy said.   Eventually,
unfortunately.
                 “ We
have to come up with a plan,” Marianne said. “I'll get Ray – he
can break-and-enter any facility around.”
                 “ PLEASE
don't get Ray,” Brandy said.  “Then he'll think I owe him
one, and you know how he's going to want to collect.”
                  A
wicked grin spread across Marianne's face.
                 “ Oh,
come on – let yourself give in to the bad boy just for once,”
Marianne said.
                 “ The
problem is he wants to pretend to be a good boy – he wants to marry
me!” Brandy said. “But he's an ex-con, soon to be back behind
bars any minute I'm sure!”
                 “ Desperate
times call for desperate measures,” Marianne said.  “We
can't leave you in here.  You should be more freaked out about
this than I am!”
                 “ You're
right, you're right,” Brandy said. “It just has felt like kind of
a vacation.”
                  A
couple of male gators – not shifters – swam up beside Brandy to
scope her out.  She was used to this.
                  Brandy
communicated to them something to the effect of, “No chance in
hell.”  It wasn't mating season, so the two gentlemen callers
weren't really in the mood for love.  They were just looking to
flirt a bit, so when they were rebuffed, they swam off without a
scuffle.
                 “ I
don't like the look of those two,” Marianne said.  “Look at
their shifty eyes.”
                 “ We
alligators all have shifty eyes,” Brandy corrected her.
                 “ Not
like that .
I know it's not the right time of year, but the longer you stay
trapped in gator form, the more chance you have of getting preggers . 
What if you start laying eggs in here!”
                 “ Please!
Give me some credit!”  Brandy said. “I’m nobody's fool.”
                 “ What
if you don't have a choice?  You're surrounded in here. 
What if you get gang-banged?! ”
                 “ Please,
Marianne,” Brandy said. “No one is going to mess with me with my
size.  I'm pretty good at reading the primal instincts of other
alligators, and the ones who aren't shifters are even easier to
dominate.”
                  More
tourists were coming, so Brandy and Marianne no longer had any
privacy.
                 “ I'll
see you later,” Marianne said. “And I'm getting Ray to help,
whether you like it or not.”
                  Brandy
floated in the water and watched her friend take off.
                  It
turned out that Ray was out-of-town on some kind of mysterious
business, so Brandy was indeed stuck (happily) for two weeks.
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
     
     
                  After
a show one day, Brandy was led back to the manmade swamp just in time
to see a new batch of gators arrive. Night fell so things were about
to get interesting. Alligators are nocturnal, so the party was just
about to get started.
                  Most
gators are loners, so even when they are in a swamp filled with other
gators – or a manmade pit at a theme park like this – they try
not to piss each other off (unless they are psycho). 
Fundamentally, normal gators are cowards.  Shifters definitely
are NOT.  Since shifters naturally merged human behavior with
alligator behavior, that meant they hung out with friends, family and
associates, and they could be