Missy Goes to West Point

by P. G. Allison

  The last few days had been very stressful, since this was Reorganization Week. Yes, they’d finished Beast Training but, suddenly, the cadets from all the other classes were there. Instead of the academy population being mostly plebes with only a few upperclass cadet leaders to watch out for, the plebes were now outnumbered three to one. The hazing and harassment had more than doubled since plebes were constantly coming in contact with all of these upperclass cadets.

  The plebes all had new squad members after being reassigned. No longer were there only eight companies in one regiment. Now, there were thirty two companies in four regiments. And, each company had members from all four classes. Missy’s new company would be her home for the rest of the academic year. She was in Bravo Company, third Regiment or B-3. Tracy was in D-2 and Kelly was in E-4.

  They also had been assigned to new rooms with new roommates. These would all change again in December for the second half since roommate changes were made twice a year. Missy was good at making adjustments but that didn’t mean she wasn’t experiencing a lot of stress. She didn’t know either of her two new roommates although they both claimed to be well aware of who she was.

  Missy had been issued more equipment, more books and her laptop computer. That, at least, enabled emails and contact once again with the outside world. There was also a landline phone in her room. She hadn’t even attempted making any phone calls during Beast Training, preferring to focus all her time and energy on the many day to day activities at the academy instead. She’d always known where Mike was and had been able to experience emotional responses from him to the many mental messages that she’d sent. That had been enough.

  Later on, sitting at breakfast, she realized she’d once again relaxed her controls. She was staring straight ahead, like always, but suddenly realized all her new squad members sitting across the table from her were staring back at her, obviously noticing how her eyes were sparkling. She hardly knew any of them and now they all probably thought she was crazy. Oh, well! Soon she’d be seeing Mike and her family. She’d be a lot less crazy after that.

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  Missy’s family had found their spot in the B-3 section of the bleachers on the Plain. They were all there and Mike was also with them. He’d explained that B Company, third Regiment was where Missy had been assigned. So, they knew that’s where she’d end up after being accepted into the Corp of Cadets. Her class would march out separately, after the rest of the Cadets had paraded onto the field and taken positions. Then, after being accepted, she’d march over to take her position in Company B.

  John looked at Heather and said, “I’m still trying to get used to Mike getting all these messages from Missy in his head. And, this bond they have? Mom and Dad are really okay with that? Missy hasn’t even called any of us since she got here. He’s really getting her exact words?”

  Heather said, “Oh, yes, it’s the same as if she were talking to him out loud in person. And, she also knows how far away he is and in what direction. She told me all about it last May, right after that night she healed Michelle. You heard that whole story, right?”

  “Patrick told me everything, yeah. Including how she brought Mike home afterwards and he spent the whole night in bed with her. But, that was after she’d Shifted. Then, the next morning she wouldn’t Change back and ran around the house as a cat for over an hour, acting really silly. Mike had to do all the explaining, not only about her healing Michelle but also about his now having this bond with her, including how he was hearing her inside his head.”

  Heather giggled. “Leave it to Missy to make her boyfriend tell our parents about that. Mom had guessed they’d already been having sex but Dad was clueless. It took him a while to figure out what their having that bond really meant. As far as their being okay with it? And, with her not calling anyone? Hey, Missy is Missy. What else can they do but just go along with her?”

  John smiled and said, “You’re right, of course. For two years, we all thought she was dead. These last three years since she’s come back? It’s all been good. Really, really good. Oh, look! It’s starting. Here come the cadets.”

  They all watched as the Corp of Cadets paraded out onto the field, looking so impressive in their uniforms and moving with such orderly precision. Over thirty three hundred upperclass cadets wearing short-sleeve white shirts, white cross belts with polished brass breastplates, grey trousers, white gloves and white hats. They carried M14 rifles and the band played while they all marched out. The ceremony had started and it wouldn’t be long now. Soon they’d see Missy out there, part of all this.

  Anxiously they waited for the twelve hundred New Cadets to appear. And, finally, out they came. They were also impressive, all wearing those same uniforms and moving with that same orderly precision. Not surprisingly, Mike was the first to point out Missy. There she was, in her cadet uniform, marching out there on the field. Carrying a rifle. They all were really proud of her.

  Missy was feeling very proud of herself, of course, but she had many other emotions all flooding through her as well. She could hardly contain them all. She was thrilled to be marching in front of everyone like this and part of such an elite institution, the oldest of the country’s military academies with so many famous graduates that had gone before her. She truly believed it was her calling now. She’d been gifted with so much and felt it was her responsibility to now use those enhanced skills and abilities in the best way possible. She was going with her instincts on how to do that. So, she was going to be a warrior.

  But today? Today she was going to be with her family. And, with Mike.

  It was a great ceremony, with several speeches and all the typical military fanfare. Finally there came the merge and all the new cadets marched over in groups to join their companies. Once they’d all taken their positions there were some more speeches and music by the band. Then, forty five hundred cadets all began marching back off the field. Thirty two companies in four regiments all paraded past the huge crowd in the bleachers and eventually disappeared back into Washington Hall.

  An hour later, after finally being released, Missy went out to join her family. She was still in uniform, as that was required during Walking Privileges. And, being in uniform, she was very reserved and proper with Mike as no PDA was allowed. PDA was the Army’s acronym for public display of affection. She gave Mike a quick hug and a kiss, similar to how she greeted the rest of her family. Then, she pushed out a little of her energy and laughed at everyone’s reaction.

  Missy and Tracy had discussed things ahead of time. They each wanted to meet the other’s family and Missy of course wanted to introduce Mike. Missy was not going to tell anyone that Tracy was a witch. Tracy was not saying anything to her parents either and wanted to see if her Mom would sense what Missy was. So, after all the initial excitement of greeting her own family and Mike, Missy soon walked them over to get introduced to Tracy and her folks. Mike had explained ahead of time how Tracy had been Missy’s roommate, had been in her squad and was now her closest friend at the academy.

  Tracy was proud to introduce her Dad and her Granddad, both graduates from West Point. Her Dad was very interested in meeting Missy and said, “So this is the other girl in Tracy’s squad, who not only helped win best squad in the company during Beast Training but also has some individual honors as well? I have to say I’m very impressed, Missy McCrae. Highest APFT score for any female and top shot as well?”

  Missy said, “Tracy has told me so much about you also. Growing up a military brat, with you teaching her how to shoot her rifle and so many things about West Point … that made her a huge help to our squad. Plus the inspiration you and your father here have been for Tracy. She was always talking about that and it really helped not just her but all of us.” She could see how pleased Tracy was and it was obvious how much Tracy’s family loved Tracy.

  Tracy’s Dad beamed as he looked at his daughter. “Tracy has made us all so proud. Coming back here and watching her march out on that field, where both my
Dad and I once marched? The McGonagle tradition is being carried on and we couldn’t be happier!” He looked over at his Dad, who was nodding his head in full agreement.

  Tracy’s Mom had been very gracious and had greeted everyone warmly during these introductions. Suddenly, she looked closely at Missy and then stared at Tracy, raising her eyebrows. Tracy had been waiting for this and laughed. She pulled her Mom aside, out of normal hearing range from the others. Missy, of course, was able to still hear them talking. Missy had scented the same “otherness” about Tracy’s Mom as she had about Tracy. She now had categorized this special scent as that for a witch.

  Tracy said, in her most innocent voice, “What is it Mom?” She was really curious since, although her Mom wasn’t all that powerful a witch, she had lived with her coven years ago and had learned a lot about the supernatural.

  Tracy’s Mom said, “Your roommate over there … you do know she’s a supernatural, right? Some kind of a witch but also something else, something even more than that. Wait … is she also a Shifter? She’s very rare, whatever she is. And, powerful too. Tremendous energy.” She studied Tracy and could see the laughter in her daughter’s eyes. “Does she know about you, Tracy? Can you trust her?”

  “Very good, Mom! You guessed right and I’m impressed. Missy is a werecat. Her other form is a mountain lion. And, I think you’re right about her being powerful. And, maybe also being a witch too. She didn’t know anything about witches but she guessed about me after awhile. She can definitely be trusted, so relax. And, now she’s interested in hearing what you can tell her about witches and covens.”

  “I’m not sensing anything supernatural for any of the others over there. Is she going to tell them about us?” Tracy’s Mom was still a bit worried. Suddenly, Missy approached the two of them.

  “No, Mrs. McGonagle, I’m not planning to tell anyone. Not unless you first say it’s okay. But, they all do know about me and they are very good about guarding my secret. That is, they know about me being a cat. Tracy thinks I might also be a witch.” Missy sent one of her little energy pulses out and let her eyes suddenly fill with gold specs. “We both are curious to know what you think.”

  Tracy’s Mom said, “Please call me Harriet. And, I honestly don’t know what I think, Missy. This energy of yours is amazing.”

  Tracy said, “Oh, she’s barely letting you feel it, Mom. And, she can regenerate. But, even more impressive than that, she can heal others too. She thinks it’s all some sort of genetic anomaly. But, we’ll have to talk about all that later. Everyone’s anxious to get going.”

  Tracy had told Missy which hotel her family would be staying at which Missy had told Mike about ahead of time. So, of course, they were all now going to the same hotel and they agreed to not waste any more time just standing around. Everyone suddenly wanted to leave the academy grounds and take advantage of the hours away that Walking Privileges allowed. So, they headed to the parking lot and climbed into their cars.

  Missy’s Dad had rented a minivan just for this weekend so all seven of them could ride together. Once inside the car, Missy snuggled up next to Mike and squeezed tightly against him, letting his arm wrap around her. She ignored everyone for a full minute and just scented his wonderful smell, allowing herself to bask in his closeness. She sent him several mental messages and Mike actually got embarrassed and laughed. “It’s really great to see you too, Missy! Now, pay some attention to your family. Patrick’s making those faces again and I know John has a question. I can see he’s dying to ask you about something.”

  John laughed and said, “Thanks, Mike. But, yeah … I wanted to know more about that girl you introduced us to back there. Your roommate, Tracy? You seemed to be really good friends. I guess you were lucky getting her in your squad, huh?”

  “Oh, you might say it was actually Fate that brought us together, John. Yes, we’re BFF’s now, even though we’re not roommates anymore.” Missy smiled and raised one eyebrow. “She’s really a wonderful person. Besides being really attractive, of course. In case you hadn’t noticed that about her.” She giggled.

  “Oh, I noticed that all right,” said John. “But, there’s something more, something else.” John didn’t know when he’d been so impressed by and drawn to a girl before, just by meeting her. They’d not even said anything to each other but he’d shaken her hand and had felt a connection. “We’re meeting them again at the hotel, right?”

  “That’s why I asked Mike to have you guys get rooms there. I wanted everyone to get to know her and her family. Somehow, I feel pretty certain that will help during the next four years. Her Dad and her grandfather both went to West Point.”

  Heather said, “What she really means, John, is she wants us to have some interesting people we can spend time with at the hotel when she and Mike disappear.” She looked at Missy and asked, “Do you need to Shift, Missy? I know it’s been almost two months, right?”

  Missy smiled. While she’d love to Change and be a cat for awhile, she’d done the math. She wasn’t fertile right now, and would be getting her period in another week. So, no … she didn’t need to Shift. What she needed was a couple hours alone with Mike. Before she could reply to Heather, her Mom spoke up.

  “We’re going to give Missy and Mike some time alone this afternoon and I think it’s a wonderful plan to meet with other West Point families. Then, we can all have dinner together tonight right at the hotel.”

  Missy told stories during the rest of the ride about her West Point experiences and had them all laughing about the way she’d been manipulating her body fat. She was afraid she was probably better known for that then her winning top shot. Oh, well. At least they were now letting her get enough to eat. Her new squad leader hadn’t said a word about how much food she’d been serving herself. And, she’d become really good at somehow getting to finish with an empty plate, in spite of never moving her eyes or even taking large bites. All part of “The Game” which she told them all about and how she’d really become very skilled at it.

  At the hotel, she pulled Tracy aside and suggested they plan on dinner together. Tracy liked the idea and was sure her family would agree. She also liked the idea of maybe spending a couple of minutes with Missy’s brother John. When she learned he was indeed interested in talking to her, she blushed.

  Then, after being social and relaxing with everyone for as long as she could stand it, she and Mike finally slipped away. Her Mom had promised they’d not be disturbed and Mike had a room there of his own. They got on the elevator and headed up to his room. Missy began relaxing all her controls and before they even reached the room, she and Mike were both getting very aroused.

  Once inside the room, they didn’t waste any time. They tumbled onto the bed completely naked and crawled under the covers. Then, Missy insisted on some “alone time” with Mike’s penis. He groaned but she was adamant. She’d been dreaming of this for weeks and was not to be denied. She considered it hers now and wanted to experiment. Before letting him distract her, she forced him to lie still while she explored the different ways that she could play with this marvelous male appendage.

  It certainly seemed to appreciate all her attention and remained very hard and erect while she stroked its velvety soft head. She began nibbling with her lips and her teeth, all up and down the magnificent length of his manhood. Soon, several drops of precum were visible, oozing out while Mike groaned and writhed at her constant touching and rubbing. She delighted in tasting those drops with her tongue and soon followed by putting her mouth on the tip of his throbbing member, sliding him deeper and deeper into her mouth and then to the back of her throat. She cupped his balls with one of her hands and gently bounced them up and down. His response to all of this was getting her very excited. His musky scent was adding to her excitement. Nothing was quite as arousing as having Mike so completely hers with his pleasure totally hers to control.

  After he’d allowed her to gratify her urges and satisfy her sexual curiosity about his reactions and
responses, he finally said, “Enough!” She’d been bobbing up and down with his sensitive shaft in her mouth and he wasn’t going to let that continue. He grabbed her and after forcing her onto her back, he laid on top of her, his aching member well out of her reach. Now his mouth began to explore her special places and his fingers began rubbing and touching her body, with his chest pressing firmly on her abdomen and pelvis, crushing her under his weight.

  She moaned just a little and wriggled underneath but when his tongue began lavishing attention on her nipples, she stopped and let him have his way. She began making involuntary movements as her hungry body reacted in shudders and spasms, starving for more. Mike’s forceful assault was awakening every nerve ending. He slid further downward, cupping her breasts with his hands, using his fingers to tweak her hard nipples while his tongue traced its way all across her abdomen. She groaned, spreading her legs wide apart and raising her knees. Sliding further downward, Mike brought his hands down and slid them underneath her, cupping her buttocks while he began licking her inner thighs.

  Missy grabbed his hair with her hands and thoroughly enjoyed each wave of sensation her body was experiencing. Feeling him grab her ass like this was heaven. He was now in control and as he continued to do things with his tongue and his mouth to her exposed female parts, those female parts became swollen and achy. Her slick lubrication was making things very slippery and Mike seemed to really love that. He began probing inside her with his tongue, tasting her juices which soon covered his lower face. His enthusiasm only increased and he finally began sucking on her throbbing clit.

  Missy’s ability to experience pleasure was greatly enhanced, just like all her other senses, and her excitement began to climb from one height to the next, higher and higher. Mike had learned what she liked and how she liked it. Now, he was doing all those things, noting how she was rising to these greater heights. Her body was telling him just what it wanted and he was thrilled to provide her with sensation after sensation, each driving her closer and closer to that point of no return.