I used to think my world made some basic, normal sense.\u00a0 You are born basically the gender you die with (although, no, hah, not really, I guess) and, well, science.\u00a0 It works.\u00a0 The science.\u00a0 There’s nothing strange or unusual in the world and karma doesn’t exist.\u00a0 Neither do ghosts or witches or things that go bump in the night.<\/p>\n
The world was plain.<\/p>\n
Now, here I am, in my bedroom with a man and a woman that I turned into werewolves.\u00a0 I am a completely different person \u2013 a woman now rather than a man.\u00a0 Oh, and a werewolf, as well.\u00a0 And not just a female version of myself but a completely different person.\u00a0 If that weren’t enough, the reason I’m getting dressed is to meet a person in a park \u2013 a person that somehow hypnotized a squirrel into delivering a message.<\/p>\n
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It’s hard to live in a world like this.\u00a0 It’s difficult to stop and think about things because I think if I did, I’d go slightly mad.\u00a0 What else is different?\u00a0 I met other werewolves today so there’s that.\u00a0 Elaine, Stephen and I are not anomalies.\u00a0 Are there vampires?\u00a0 Witches that escaped the pyre back in the days of pilgrims?\u00a0 Ghosts?\u00a0 A heaven?\u00a0 A hell?<\/p>\n
See?\u00a0 Maddening.<\/p>\n
One step at a time.<\/p>\n
I send Stephen and Elaine out of the room so I can think.\u00a0 I can hear them chatting quietly in the living room.\u00a0 Elaine is haltingly describing what it was like from her side of things.\u00a0 The flash of memories she has from her change.\u00a0 What it felt like to be semi-conscious when it happened and the pain and feeling of loss when she reverted.\u00a0 Stephen gently asks a few questions but otherwise lets her talk it out.<\/p>\n
I feel like an outside and it is a painful emotion.\u00a0 How long has it been since I’ve taken a moment to myself since I’ve met both of them?\u00a0 How long since I’ve stopped to breathe?\u00a0\u00a0 To think?\u00a0 My bedroom is in disarray.\u00a0 My life is in disarray.\u00a0 I don’t know what I’m going to do about work and how I’m going to explain things or whether I’m even going back.\u00a0 And, if I don’t, what happens then?<\/p>\n
Who am I now?\u00a0 The events of the past few days suddenly crash into me and I sit heavily on the floor with my knees up.\u00a0 Becoming a woman.\u00a0 A werewolf.\u00a0 Meeting Elaine and Stephen.\u00a0 Changing them.\u00a0 Not just physically but, mentally.\u00a0 All of us.\u00a0 The other werewolves and my near death experience.\u00a0 This new thing – the note.\u00a0 I’ve just gone with it.\u00a0 I’ve just let my emotions and instincts take over.\u00a0 I let myself be dragged along by the events.\u00a0 I took everything at face value and let myself go.\u00a0 My head throbs and I feel a lump in my throat.\u00a0 I can feel the tears threatening to come.\u00a0 I never used to cry so much but, then, my life has been fairly mediocre and standard.\u00a0 Nothing much to cry about.\u00a0 No world changing events or anything.\u00a0 Good parents and a simple life.<\/p>\n
I run my fingers through my thick, long hair as I breathe steadily, head down.\u00a0 It’s not my hair but it is.\u00a0 It’s not my body but it is.\u00a0 But, it’s not.\u00a0 My skin suddenly crawls and I shiver from it.\u00a0 I have an intense feeling of being still male but wrapped in a female body and it’s an alien, stomach-twisting feeling.\u00a0 I don’t just mean mentally, either.\u00a0 I actually have a near physical feeling of still being male but surrounded by female flesh.\u00a0 The world swims around me and I hug my arms around my knees into an almost fetal position.\u00a0 My fingers grip against my hair and I feel the sharp pull at my scalp.<\/p>\n
I have doubts.\u00a0 Serious doubts.\u00a0 I have an accounting degree.\u00a0 I do okay with my brain and I have some street smarts but the enormity of the situation is now staring me in the face.<\/p>\n
What have I done to us?\u00a0 What has this done?\u00a0 I saw two people I was attracted to and I thought that’s all it was.\u00a0 Now?\u00a0 They’re constantly in the back of my mind.\u00a0 And I feel the presence.\u00a0 The thing. \u00a0The wolf hiding in my mind.\u00a0 Quiet but watching.\u00a0 A shadow hiding in the whispers of my thoughts.\u00a0 But a real thing that didn’t exist before.\u00a0 Both Elaine and Stephen are there with me mentally, too.\u00a0 I feel the pull of them.\u00a0 I feel the weight of their existence on me and Elaine’s smiling face immediately comes to mind with Stephen’s grim yet amused visage behind her.\u00a0 The shadow of the wolf murmurs ‘pack’ but all I feel is love and my heart skips a couple beats.<\/p>\n
Why?\u00a0 Yes, Elaine is fucking adorable.\u00a0 And Stephen… Stephen is a rock.\u00a0 I haven’t had a chance to spend much time with him but I feel his deep strength.\u00a0 And that’s it.\u00a0 That should be it.\u00a0 They are amazing people and I can’t believe they’re in my life but that should be all it is.\u00a0 Instead, I feel this deep ache and I want to go out to them.\u00a0 The wolf stirs, standing, making … her?\u00a0 It feels like a female wolf.\u00a0 Is that weird?\u00a0 Making her presence known.\u00a0 She’s a pressure at the back of my skull and when she speaks, she growls.\u00a0 ‘Pack,’ she rumbles at me, louder now.\u00a0 Her presence isn’t just for show; I can feel a surge of confidence and aggression and baser emotions flood through me.\u00a0 Because of her.<\/p>\n
It was here that it happened.\u00a0 I can still smell our scents clearly.\u00a0 It was here that they changed first.\u00a0 Stephen’s mind slipping as he stared in confusion at the condom packet, no longer sure of its purpose.\u00a0 His naked cocking shining in the air, inches away from my wet female sex.\u00a0 Where they barely remember any of it, I can see it clearly. \u00a0I can remember it all and picture all three of us as if I were a ghost hovering in the corner.\u00a0 I can still feel the raw ache of my woman’s body – the need to be filled.\u00a0 I grit my teeth against the memory of it and my pussy drools.\u00a0 Elaine’s lithe body twisting and reshaping while Stephen struggled with the sudden male urge to dominate and mount the female – me – in front of him.\u00a0 The wolf growling loudly in the back of my mind as I put him in his place.\u00a0 It’s all clear.<\/p>\n
I squirm a bit.\u00a0 I can’t help it.\u00a0 It’s an itch I want to scratch but I can’t right now.\u00a0 I won’t.\u00a0 The wolf prowls in frustration.\u00a0 It’s all so simple for her.\u00a0 There’s no confused love and loyalty.\u00a0 There’s no feelings of shame over basically mentally raping two people.\u00a0 She knows who she is.\u00a0 It’s all base emotions. I’m left with the rest of it.<\/p>\n
This body.\u00a0 This amazing body.\u00a0 That’s part of the rest of it.\u00a0\u00a0 Still sitting with my knees up, I look at my hands in front of me.\u00a0 Long, strong fingers that are still recognizably feminine.\u00a0 My nails are strong and clear.\u00a0 No hairs anywhere and a few freckles randomly doting the backs of my hands.\u00a0 No hair on the palms.\u00a0 Ha-ha.\u00a0 I used to have a lot of freckles on my hands and fingers.\u00a0 It’s all changed and different.\u00a0 The feeling of riding in the woman’s body rushes through me again and I frantically push it away.\u00a0 Strong.\u00a0 So strong.\u00a0 And healthy.\u00a0 And sexy.\u00a0 Everything.<\/p>\n
And still cowardly.\u00a0 Still me.\u00a0 I should talk to them.\u00a0 I should apologize for what I’ve done to them.\u00a0 Stephen…\u00a0 Out of the two of them, he has to have been hit the hardest.\u00a0 His strength and stability has anchored him but also makes it harder for him to change.\u00a0 And now…<\/p>\n
There’s a knock at the door.\u00a0 I know it’s Stephen before he speaks.\u00a0 “Hey, we’re going to have to go soon if we want to make it on time.\u00a0 I thought we could walk since it’s a nice day.\u00a0 Just whenever you’re ready.”<\/p>\n
Of course, I think.\u00a0 Whenever I am ready.\u00a0 Me.\u00a0 I sigh as quietly as possible and my voice, still odd to my ears answers him.\u00a0 “I’ll be out in a minute or two.”\u00a0 He leaves without responding.<\/p>\n
Dressed.\u00a0 Shit.\u00a0 There’s that, too.\u00a0 Clothes.\u00a0 Elaine’s enthusiasm and the brightness and promise of a new day have worn off.\u00a0 I look over to the floor near my closet.\u00a0 At the thrift store bags.\u00a0 Dresses and skirts and whatnot.\u00a0 Women’s clothing.\u00a0 It’s like… like those times when you’re doing something (drunk or not) and it seems like the most reasonable, awesome thing ever.\u00a0 And then it wears off and you’re stuck wondering what the hell you were doing.\u00a0 It’s wrong.\u00a0 It feels wrong.\u00a0 I can’t go out like that.\u00a0 I can’t go out in women’s clothing.\u00a0 I have visuals of people pointing and laughing while I shamble along in a skirt.\u00a0 Laughing at the pretend woman.\u00a0 They’d know.\u00a0 By the way I walk or talk or some other little thing that tells them.\u00a0 They’d know.<\/p>\n
Deep breath.<\/p>\n
I close my eyes.\u00a0 My body is warm and strong around me.\u00a0 The wolf has settled.\u00a0 I picture her with her paws crossed and her muzzle comfortably on top.\u00a0 I know that I could draw on her.\u00a0 I know it would work.\u00a0 I feel a kind of link and I know that if I wanted to, I could pull and I’d have a spike in confidence and more.\u00a0 Like some drug flooding my system.<\/p>\n
Deep breath.\u00a0 Eyes closed.<\/p>\n
I won’t.\u00a0 I won’t take that option.\u00a0 Not now.\u00a0 If I can’t go through any of this without cheating then I’ll never learn.\u00a0 I stand and the motion is fluid and graceful and not entirely me.\u00a0 I pick the skirt from the thrift store bag because I want the freedom to run if I have to.\u00a0 I could pick slacks for the same reason but I’m forcing myself.\u00a0 Forcing myself to do this.\u00a0 The skirt is pale green and slightly pleated.\u00a0 I rummage and find a matching top – armless and it swoops down gently to show the tops of my breasts.\u00a0 My nipples make tiny domes against the fabric.\u00a0 It takes a bit to find one of the panties Elaine got for me but I do and I tug them up over my legs and thighs and then edge my finger under the band to make it comfortable.\u00a0 I nearly feel the ghost sensation of my dick being pressed against my pelvis by the underwear but it’s just the echo of a memory as a man.\u00a0 My hand strays down my flat, soft stomach to my soft panties.\u00a0 The smoothness of the whole area is still a wonder.\u00a0 My fingers explore my mound under the panties.\u00a0 Nothing out of place.\u00a0 Still a woman.<\/p>\n
Deep breath.<\/p>\n
I open the door and walk to the living room as unselfconsciously as possible.\u00a0 Without looking, I know both Elaine and Stephen like the outfit.\u00a0 Quite a lot.\u00a0 Stephen growls and then coughs and I hear Elaine’s whispered ‘pervert’ before I turn to look directly at them.<\/p>\n
Elaine is dressed in tight blue jeans and a blue shirt.\u00a0 Her smile tugs at the corner of her mouth and a rush of emotions slams into me again.\u00a0 The wolf shifts on her paws as it happens.\u00a0 Stephen’s dick is setting up camp in his pants and the tent it’s trying to make looks painful.<\/p>\n
Man.\u00a0 Dicks, huh?\u00a0 Yup.\u00a0 Yup.\u00a0 My mouth actual waters seconds before my pussy does.\u00a0 If we weren’t meeting some strange person soon, I’d make a repeat performance of the day before.\u00a0 Only perhaps this time I would crawl to him on my hands and knees.\u00a0 As a she-wolf would.\u00a0 And then see what that does for him.\u00a0 I wonder if it hurts when he changes.\u00a0 When the knot grows in.\u00a0 God.\u00a0 That knot.\u00a0 The way it spreads me open fucking hurts but then feels amazing.<\/p>\n
“We’re not having sex,” I tell the room.\u00a0 “Just to be clear.\u00a0 But, I’d like to reserve the right for sex later.\u00a0 If it’s okay.\u00a0 If it works out.\u00a0 Although.\u00a0 Umm, I’d like to talk when we get back.\u00a0 It’s important.\u00a0 That first, I think.\u00a0 And food.\u00a0 Jesus, yes.\u00a0 Food.”<\/p>\n
Stephen coughs again and then nods.\u00a0 A pained look crosses Elaine’s face but she nods as well.<\/p>\n
“You look,” Stephen starts.\u00a0 He pauses and thinks for a moment.\u00a0 “Fuck it.\u00a0 You look beautiful.”\u00a0 He’s flexing his hands like he wants to hold something.\u00a0 My tits?\u00a0 My thighs?\u00a0 My hips?\u00a0 My ass?\u00a0 All good options.\u00a0 Fine options in my mind.\u00a0 The she-wolf huffs appreciatively but I can also feel her smile.<\/p>\n
I blush.\u00a0 And look away.\u00a0 It feels wrong in a sense and I think yesterday I would’ve been mad for a dumb reason.\u00a0 But, like with the skirt, I take a conscious step forward.\u00a0 A very clear and conscious step.\u00a0 “Thank you.\u00a0 You look,” I pause this time.\u00a0 And then I force myself to look at the man.\u00a0 “You look handsome in that outfit, Stephen.”\u00a0 The words feel staged on my tongue.\u00a0 Awkward.\u00a0 I actually mean them but it feels like I’m reading lines from a script.\u00a0 Next I’ll be swooning, I’m sure.\u00a0 Or heaving my bodice.\u00a0 This body makes me bold and, as if I were again an outside observer and not the actual woman, the thought of a man fucking me… her… turns me on greatly.<\/p>\n
Elaine is trading looks between the two of us.\u00a0 A slightly confused, slightly amused, slightly aroused look.\u00a0 And something else.\u00a0 A hint of jealousy?\u00a0 The edges of it?\u00a0 Jealousy for whom?\u00a0 Shit.\u00a0 I mentally add that to my list to talk about when we’re back.\u00a0 I absolutely do not look forward to this conversation.<\/p>\n
“I’m ready if everyone else is?”\u00a0 I ask.\u00a0 They answer by standing and watching me.\u00a0 So, we leave and I lock the door.<\/p>\n
It is beautiful outside.\u00a0 There’s a blue sky dotted with fluffy white clouds and a soft breeze that ruffles my hair and skirt.\u00a0 I close my eyes and take in the scent of the world around me.\u00a0 And then sneeze.\u00a0 And curse.\u00a0 Sweetness mixed with poop and chemicals.\u00a0 I tentatively sniff again and it’s all still there.\u00a0 I turn slightly and sniff again and it’s not as bad to the south.\u00a0 Also, I can kind of sort of ignore some of the poop.\u00a0 Kind of.\u00a0 Maybe it’s learned behavior and I can turn things off eventually.\u00a0 Hopefully.\u00a0 I really don’t want to go through the rest of my life smelling poop.<\/p>\n
Stephen grunts behind me.\u00a0 “It smells like shit out here.”<\/p>\n
“Yeah,” I tell him.\u00a0 “Dog poop, I think.\u00a0 A lot of it.\u00a0 The neighbor has a dog so I wouldn’t be surprised.\u00a0 Well, probably dog poop.\u00a0 Not that I could tell what kind of poop it was.\u00a0 Hah hah.\u00a0 No way.\u00a0 That’d be weird.”\u00a0 They’re looking at me.\u00a0 They’re both giving me the eye.\u00a0 Shit.\u00a0 “So, umm, yeah.\u00a0 Off we go!”<\/p>\n
New problem.\u00a0 Where do I stand?\u00a0 Physically where do I stand?\u00a0 Do I stand in the middle?\u00a0 Do I stand beside them?\u00a0 And beside whom?\u00a0 Stephen?\u00a0 Will Elaine get jealous?\u00a0 Or next to Elaine and worry about Stephen being left out?\u00a0 Oh my god.\u00a0 Why is this a thing?\u00a0 Why is this a thing in my world?\u00a0 Maybe… Maybe I could take turns standing next to them?\u00a0 Oh shit, really?\u00a0 They aren’t children needing turns with a toy.\u00a0 Fuck.\u00a0 Fuuuuck.\u00a0 Think.\u00a0 Think.\u00a0\u00a0 Think.<\/p>\n
“You two go on ahead.\u00a0 I’ve got some things I’m thinking through still.\u00a0 I’ll just follow.”\u00a0 And another thing added to my list to talk about.\u00a0 This is dumb.\u00a0 And they know it.\u00a0 Probably.\u00a0 Stephen raises his eyebrow slightly but they both go ahead of me.\u00a0 I’ve only been to the park once and it was about ten minutes to walk there.\u00a0 Plenty of time to chew on things and figure out what I’m going to say when we get back.<\/p>\n
Despite how the world smells, it certainly feels good.\u00a0 The sun feels great on my legs and face.\u00a0 A bit too hot with all this hair but not too bad at the moment.\u00a0 As we’re walking, I sometimes just close my eyes for a moment and let the sun soak into my face.\u00a0 I already feel better.\u00a0 Birds are chittering around us, hopping from branch to branch as we walk the uneven sidewalk.\u00a0 Dogs bark occasionally and they start a domino effect of other dogs barking and growling in response.\u00a0 Elaine stops to talk to three different dogs (or as she puts it, the ‘cute wittle puppies’) through three different fences on the walk.\u00a0 They growl and bark and jump and wag their tails at her.\u00a0\u00a0 Whether in excitement or anger or something else, I have no idea.\u00a0 They smell interesting.\u00a0 Different and interesting.\u00a0 At the third dog, my eye strays towards its cock and I immediately look away and blush.\u00a0 I wasn’t even thinking about doing anything with the dog – I was drifting thinking about stuff and then there’s the dog and it’s a male (I can somehow smell it) and then I thought of Stephen and his cock and how it looks as a werewolf and then that had me look at the dog’s cock.\u00a0 Whoa.\u00a0 Wow. \u00a0Yeah.\u00a0 No.\u00a0\u00a0 Moving on…<\/p>\n
Near the entrance of the park, I feel goose bumps break out along my arms.\u00a0 Something is wrong.\u00a0 Something smells wrong.\u00a0 Familiar and wrong all at the same time.\u00a0 My stomach twists into a knot and I almost vomit.\u00a0 Cold sweat.\u00a0 Nausea.\u00a0 My limbs tremble slightly and I feel Stephen’s arms suddenly around me.\u00a0 The she-wolf is growling loudly but I also feel her ears back.\u00a0 She’s hunkered down low on all fours.<\/p>\n
“Hey.\u00a0 Hey, are you okay?”\u00a0 He asks, voice full of concern.<\/p>\n
“Y… yeah.\u00a0 I…”\u00a0 I pant, catching my breath.\u00a0 “S… something is wrong.\u00a0 Can you smell it?\u00a0 Can…”\u00a0 My stomach dry heaves once and I lean on Stephen.\u00a0 “I’ll be okay.\u00a0 Just… Just give me a second.”\u00a0 Elaine is slowly rubbing my back in a circle.\u00a0 My stomach heaves again but nothing comes up.<\/p>\n
Stephen has an iron grip on my arm.\u00a0 “We should go back.\u00a0 You don’t look good at all and I don’t smell anything wrong.”<\/p>\n
“N… no.\u00a0 Just give me a second.”\u00a0 Slowly, my arms and legs come back to me.\u00a0 My stomach is still in knots and I feel like I need to throw up again but at least I can stand by myself.\u00a0\u00a0 “C… come on,” I tell them both.\u00a0 “I see the pond from here.\u00a0 And the bench.\u00a0 See the guy?”\u00a0 I assume it was a guy because of the awkward handwriting but that’s probably sexist.<\/p>\n
The smell gets worse the closer we get.\u00a0 The figure is bent over on the bench, tossing crumbs to a flock of seagulls and ducks that are surrounding him.\u00a0 Probably a man.\u00a0 Wearing a black coat and a short hat of some kind.\u00a0 Some short hat with a brim almost like a cowboy hat but not quite.\u00a0 Also black.\u00a0 Stephen and Elaine look at me and I nod.\u00a0 We take the last few steps and then he’s right in front of us.<\/p>\n
I’m nearly floored by the miasma surrounding him.\u00a0 Elaine rubs at her nose briefly but looks otherwise unfazed.\u00a0 The man looks up and smiles and I wish he hadn’t.\u00a0 His face is chalk white and there is something living in his eyes.\u00a0 I want to run.\u00a0 I want to bash his head in.\u00a0 I want to vomit. \u00a0All of it.\u00a0 A piece of his face moves as if a small worm was burrowing under his skin.<\/p>\n
Stephen does a double-take.\u00a0 “What the…”<\/p>\n
“Hello!”\u00a0 The man says with a grin too wide for his face.\u00a0 He stands, setting his brown bag of crumbs on the bench.\u00a0 He offers his gaunt hand but none of us take it in return.\u00a0 His fingernails are black.\u00a0 And two of them are missing.\u00a0 Ah.\u00a0 Okay.\u00a0 He’s looking at Elaine and Stephen at the same time.\u00a0 One eyeball is pointing directly at Stephen while the other is swiveled towards Elaine.\u00a0 “Oh my,” he says.\u00a0 His breath smells like the sulfur.\u00a0 “My oh my.\u00a0 You’ve done well for yourself, haven’t you?”<\/p>\n
“Who… who are you?”\u00a0 I ask.\u00a0 My nails are digging into the palms of my hands and I’m shaking slightly.\u00a0 In anger and fear and I’m not even entirely sure why.\u00a0 I mean, other than the obvious gross things happening.<\/p>\n
“Ah.\u00a0 Ah, ah, ah.\u00a0 Yes.\u00a0 Yes yes.\u00a0 You don’t know me, do you?”\u00a0 Both eyes independently swivel to me.\u00a0 “But, I know you.\u00a0 Yes yes.\u00a0 Yes I do.\u00a0 We’ve met before once.”<\/p>\n
I look at Stephen and then Elaine.\u00a0 And then back to the creep.<\/p>\n
“I…” I start.<\/p>\n
“I watched you die,” he says and now his grin is positively splitting his face.<\/p>\n
Stephen steps forward, hands clenching and unclenching.\u00a0 “Listen,” he growls.\u00a0 “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but if you think you can just…”\u00a0 I hold up my hand and he stops.\u00a0 But not before glaring at me.\u00a0 Temper, temper.<\/p>\n
I look back at the man in black.\u00a0 “I’ve never met you in my life.\u00a0 Trust me, I’d remember if I’d seen you before.”<\/p>\n
The man rocks back and forth on his heels like a little boy with a secret.\u00a0 “No no no.\u00a0 I know you.\u00a0 I know you, Hannah.\u00a0 I held your head in my lap while you choked on your own blood.\u00a0 Yes yes, oh yes.”\u00a0 A fleck of black light flits across the man’s left eye while he talks.<\/p>\n
“My name is not Hannah.\u00a0 Who…”<\/p>\n
Now he holds up his hand to stop me.\u00a0 “I’m Thomas.\u00a0 Pleased to meet you again.\u00a0\u00a0 Would you like any bread?”<\/p>\n
“No, I don’t want…”<\/p>\n
“There was an awful lot of blood.\u00a0 It ruined my favorite coat.\u00a0 But, I suppose, not as much blood as there was later.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 No no, certainly not.”\u00a0 He giggles and it makes my skin crawl.<\/p>\n
Now it’s my turn to growl.\u00a0 The wolf echoes me in my head and I feel her gathering he strength.\u00a0 “Who the fuck are you,” I ask, not pleasantly.<\/p>\n
“Ah.\u00a0 Thomas.\u00a0 I said.\u00a0 I said that.\u00a0 No no no, he means who.\u00a0 Who are we.\u00a0\u00a0 Yes.\u00a0 I, dear sir, am a wizard.”\u00a0 The man pulls his hat off and bows deeply.\u00a0 He’s missing patches of hair on the top of his head and the skin is red with bumps.\u00a0 He straightens, fixing his hat.\u00a0 “A good wizard.\u00a0 Still learning.\u00a0 Still experimenting.\u00a0 Still living so that means I’m a good wizard.”\u00a0 His grin turns into a grimace before returning again.\u00a0 “You look well.\u00a0 Very well.\u00a0 Alive, even.”<\/p>\n
Stephen steps forward slightly.\u00a0 “You need to…”<\/p>\n
The man turns to Stephen.\u00a0\u00a0 “How does it feel, young man?\u00a0 How does it feel to be part of a pack?”\u00a0 I watch him while he talks.\u00a0 Something… something is off… what…?\u00a0 Oh.\u00a0 Oh, what the hell?\u00a0 His voice is out of sync with his mouth.\u00a0 What the fuck is this freak?\u00a0 He continues.\u00a0 “It couldn’t have been long.\u00a0 A day?\u00a0 Two days?\u00a0 Was it immediate for you?\u00a0 I don’t often get to talk to live werewolves.\u00a0 Fascinating subjects but hard to hold down.”\u00a0 He laughs as if he’d made a joke.\u00a0 “Do you feel the bond?\u00a0 Have you submitted?\u00a0 Both of you?\u00a0 To your Alpha?”<\/p>\n
Stephen grunts and I see his eyes flicker over to me briefly.<\/p>\n
“Is it hard?”\u00a0 The man gestures theatrically.\u00a0 He bends down and looks up in supplication.\u00a0 “Do you fight against them?\u00a0 The ties that bind?\u00a0 Do you struggle, oh man?\u00a0 Mightly?”\u00a0 He stands and twirls in place.\u00a0 “Or do you accept it willingly?\u00a0 Which are you?\u00a0 Do you know she’s a man?”<\/p>\n
“It’s none of your goddamned business what I feel.”\u00a0 Stephen’s voice is threatening and I see the anger behind his eyes.<\/p>\n
“No?\u00a0 No?\u00a0 Perhaps.\u00a0 Perhaps not.\u00a0 She is beautiful, isn’t she?\u00a0 Our Hannah.\u00a0 A beautiful specimen.\u00a0 I told you answers would be coming and I meant it.\u00a0 Listen well, children.\u00a0 The woman standing in your midst was a man at one time.\u00a0 But, I’ll start 6 months ago.\u00a0 Almost 6 months ago.\u00a0 Will you sit?\u00a0 No?\u00a0 I will.”\u00a0 We all share a glance as the insane man sits on the bench in front of us.\u00a0 He clears his throat and a small white thing wriggles out of the corner of his mouth.\u00a0 His tongue flicks up to pull it back into his mouth.<\/p>\n
“There once was a beautiful woman named Hannah.\u00a0 She lived in Canada.\u00a0 Strong.\u00a0 Very strong.\u00a0 A born werewolf.\u00a0 An Alpha.\u00a0 But no pack.\u00a0 So, she made one.\u00a0 She tried.\u00a0 She started with a man.\u00a0 Scott.\u00a0 They met at a bar and got drunk together.\u00a0 Things got rough and hot and heavy and, well, she turned him.\u00a0 Made him into a werewolf like her.\u00a0 Oh, but not exactly like her.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 No no no.\u00a0 An Alpha does not make an equal.\u00a0 She makes a pack and she leads.\u00a0 The pack follows.\u00a0 She makes a bond that cannot be denied.\u00a0 It’s forced.\u00a0 Forced into the person when they change.\u00a0 It’s fascinating, really.\u00a0 I plan to study it soon.\u00a0 Very soon.\u00a0 So, the Alpha needs to pick well.\u00a0 Because they’re stuck.\u00a0 Until death do they part.\u00a0 So, they pick someone good and it’s happily ever after.\u00a0 Scott.\u00a0 Scot was not good.\u00a0 Scott was not a good choice.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 No, sir.\u00a0 Scott raged against the bond.\u00a0 Scott struggled and fought and hated every second of his servitude to Hannah.\u00a0 Until he killed her.\u00a0 I personally can’t imagine what it would take to murder your Alpha but he did.\u00a0 I watched it.\u00a0 Remotely.\u00a0 Never, ever get into the middle of werewolves fighting.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 Werewolves by themselves are bad enough but, fighting?\u00a0 No no no.\u00a0 He bit her throat out.\u00a0 Tore it out.\u00a0 She couldn’t heal fast enough.\u00a0 The pain of the loss and fear and shame at what he did must’ve driven him mad.\u00a0 He ran.\u00a0 I made it to her just in time to watch her die.\u00a0 Strong, beautiful Hannah.”<\/p>\n
My stomach is roiling and I want to cry.\u00a0 I know where this is going.\u00a0 I can guess where it’s going.\u00a0 Elaine is fighting tears beside me and I see the flush of anger in her cheeks.\u00a0 Stephen is gritting his teeth.\u00a0 He knows, too.<\/p>\n
Thomas claps his hands and rubs them together.\u00a0 Black markings line the back of his hands.\u00a0 “I took her body.\u00a0 Dragged her.\u00a0 Werewolves are heavy.\u00a0 So heavy.\u00a0 But, I lived nearby so I dragged her home.\u00a0 And then I cut her open.\u00a0 Emptied her.\u00a0 I staked her empty flesh to my table and drew on the inside of her dried flesh.\u00a0 It was an experiment.\u00a0 A test.\u00a0 You know the old legends.\u00a0 Drink from a wolf’s paw print or wear the skin and all of that.\u00a0 And then I followed Scott.\u00a0 I followed him here.\u00a0 And I thought, what a perfect chance to see what would happen if Hannah came back.\u00a0 A simple divination spell to find a likely candidate and a skin suit in a box and there you go!\u00a0 Although, imagine my surprise when the bones told me it was going to a man.\u00a0\u00a0 Even I didn’t think that would work.”<\/p>\n
He stands again, watching me.\u00a0 And then, he reaches out, snake fast to jab at my stomach with his finger.\u00a0 Elaine’s hand magically appears on the man’s wrist, locking him down.\u00a0 She’s growling and I can see a line of thick red hair down her arms.\u00a0 Stephen’s hand has materialized around the man’s throat and he’s not growling.\u00a0 That’s even more scary.\u00a0 The man’s upper arm moves as he struggles but Elaine’s grip is steady.\u00a0 Her lips pull back to show more teeth than she needs.\u00a0 I hear a small crack and the man gasps in pain.\u00a0 So, he can still feel pain even with his body the way it is.\u00a0 That’s good to know.<\/p>\n
“Elaine.\u00a0 Stephen.\u00a0 Let him finish.”\u00a0 Stephen snaps his head to look at me and the anger is still there.\u00a0 Elaine releases the man’s wrist and it falls limply at a wrong angle.\u00a0 Her golden eyes never leave his face.\u00a0 Stephen slowly releases his grip and the man falls to his knees, gasping for air.<\/p>\n
“I… I… it’s … I think… I think it’s broken.\u00a0 Werewolves.\u00a0 I said.\u00a0 I said never get inbetween them.\u00a0 I said.\u00a0 Hah hah hah.\u00a0 I should’ve listened to me.”\u00a0 He looks up at me.\u00a0 “Didn’t think it would work.\u00a0 Did it hurt to become a woman?\u00a0 Can you breed?\u00a0 Do you want to?\u00a0 So many questions.\u00a0 So many.”<\/p>\n
At the word ‘breed’, Stephen turns fully to look at me.\u00a0 Comprehension dawns on his face and so many emotions flood his body.\u00a0 I can smell fear, apprehension, confusion and surprise.\u00a0 And then, tucked down under all of them, a cousin to joy.\u00a0 Something related to it.\u00a0 I put a hand on his arm and squeeze.<\/p>\n
“What do you want with me?”\u00a0 I ask, even though I’m pretty sure I know the answer.<\/p>\n
“More experiments.\u00a0 Answers.\u00a0 I’m a wizard.\u00a0 That’s what I do.\u00a0 Wizards.\u00a0 So you’ll come back with me and answer some questions and I’ll poke you a bit and feed you and try a few things and then we’ll see if we can find Scott.\u00a0 And then I’ll ask him some questions.\u00a0 It’ll be fun!”\u00a0 As he talks, the man flops his broken hand back and forth, as if testing his pain tolerance.\u00a0 Lines wriggle beneath his flesh in a migration from his entire body down to his wrist until a bulbous lump surrounds the area.\u00a0 I can barely watch and the smell… I start breathing through my mouth in an attempt to make the smell stop.<\/p>\n
“If I refuse?”<\/p>\n
The man cocks his head to the side.\u00a0 “But you can’t.”<\/p>\n
I take a step, feeling the wolf push forward and my own transformation starting.\u00a0 The flush of warmth signaling my change.\u00a0 I can feel the hairs pushing out from my lower stomach to my belly button and my teeth are starting to itch.\u00a0 “If I do?”<\/p>\n
“Well,” Thomas pauses.\u00a0 “I guess I’ll just have to use someone else.”<\/p>\n
The floor drops out of my stomach and I nearly collapse.\u00a0 The wolf and my own surging aggression keeps me up.\u00a0 “What do you mean?”\u00a0 I’m nearly growling now and I hear a rip next to me.\u00a0 Red fur is pushing through tears in Elaine’s jeans.<\/p>\n
The man looks at me blankly.\u00a0 “I’ll cut Hannah off of you and give her to someone else.”<\/p>\n
I reach for him and three of my fingers are tipped in claws.<\/p>\n
Thomas grins.\u00a0 The birds around us drop to their sides, dead, and the man vanishes.\u00a0 I growl and nearly fall.\u00a0 Goddammit.\u00a0 Elaine is half changed, clothes ripped, her growing tits surrounded by red fur.\u00a0 She’s padding around the bench, sniffing at the birds and the bag of crumbs.\u00a0 Stephen is on his hands and knees, clawing at the ground.\u00a0 Near his hand I see a white chalk circle that was surrounding Thomas.\u00a0 It’s filled with intricate designs along the outside rim.\u00a0 I’d guess Thomas was expecting something to happen and he prepared for it.<\/p>\n
More rips.\u00a0 Stephen’s shirt lays in tatters around him and his upper body is being consumed with thick fur.\u00a0 His face cracks as his jaw lengthens.\u00a0 I feel a pain at the base of my spine that flares suddenly and then is gone.\u00a0 Shit.\u00a0 Shit, shit.<\/p>\n
I grab Stephen’s lengthening ears in my hands and stare at his golden eyes.\u00a0 “Home!”\u00a0 I yell.\u00a0 “Home, Stephen!”\u00a0 I do the same with Elaine and then I run.\u00a0 I hear the two follow behind me after a second and we’re dodging fire hydrants and trees on our mad dash back to the house.\u00a0 I look back briefly to see Elaine fully naked and running on all fours.\u00a0 Her body is completely covered in a thick red carpet of fur and she’s only holding back in order to stay behind me.\u00a0 Stephen can’t figure out whether to go to all fours or run standing up.\u00a0 He shambles along, growling and huffing.<\/p>\n
Home in record time.\u00a0 I slam the door shut behind all of us.\u00a0 Elaine pads over and pushes her muzzle against my face.\u00a0 Stephen is ripping his pants off of his body, grunting with the effort of it.\u00a0 His cock bulges as the skin turns pink.\u00a0 His knot is forming.\u00a0 I can’t look away.\u00a0 It’s both disturbing and erotic to watch.\u00a0 The skin stretches thin along his engorged length and he paws at it as it grows.\u00a0 Elaine stands and goes to him, her tail swishing behind her.\u00a0 Her ass is wider and thick with muscle.\u00a0 I can smell both of them and it’s driving me crazy.<\/p>\n
But, all I can hear is ‘I’ll cut Hannah off of you.’\u00a0 Over and over in my mind.\u00a0 My changes stopped along the run home.<\/p>\n
The scene unfolds before me.\u00a0 Elaine and Stephen are gone.\u00a0 Mentally gone.\u00a0 Stephen stands fully transformed and he looks like a goddamned wolf-bear.\u00a0 He’s huge.\u00a0 His arms enfold Elaine and they hug briefly before he pushes her away.\u00a0 She goes to her hands and feet with her ass raised and he grips both of her ass cheeks with his claws, spreading her red, furry ass open to his muzzle.\u00a0 He pushes into her and then pulls back, licking along the length of her wet pussy.<\/p>\n
I want them both.\u00a0 I want to join in.\u00a0 ‘I’ll cut Hannah off of you.’\u00a0 Again.\u00a0 Echoing in my mind.\u00a0 Drowning any sexual energy I can work up.\u00a0 Is it even possible?\u00a0 Would it kill me?<\/p>\n
Stephen is sitting now, his huge legs angled and spread open.\u00a0 His massive cock throbs in the air.\u00a0 Elaine stands above him and then crouches, grabbing his dick with her paw, guiding him towards her pussy.\u00a0 Her tail thrashes once, twice and then stands rigid as she eases herself onto him.\u00a0 I watch her (now black) pussy lips spread wetly as he enters her.\u00a0 She hisses and moans and growls at the same time, pushing down to his knot.\u00a0 Stephen’s hands are on her hips, claws kneading at her flesh.\u00a0\u00a0 Elaine grabs his shoulders and closes her eyes.\u00a0 Slowly, she pulls herself down further and I watch her pussy envelope the knot at the base of Stephen’s cock.\u00a0 The fur around Elaine’s cunt is slick with her own juices.\u00a0 Her lips tighten suddenly as she passes the base of the knot and she collapses forward, her larger, furry breasts against Stephen’s muzzle.\u00a0 Stephen looks up at her and then pushes up.\u00a0 Elaine yelps and moans and holds his neck tightly.\u00a0 Again, Stephen pushes up into her and then down, his knot bulging out of the base of her pussy.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And again.\u00a0 With small, hard movements, Stephen fucks his mate while I watch.<\/p>\n
‘… cut Hannah off of you…’\u00a0 I close my eyes and press my palms against my temples.\u00a0 Everything is too much.\u00a0 I can’t listen to them fuck.\u00a0 I can’t think beyond the man’s scratchy voice.\u00a0 I play through every single minute of my life since I opened that box.\u00a0 And then again.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 No, no, no.\u00a0 I don’t want to lose this.\u00a0 I don’t want to die.<\/p>\n
I don’t know how long I sit like that but eventually, I look up to see the two have stopped.\u00a0 Elaine can’t even seem to hold herself up and she’s laying heavily against Stephen’s chest.\u00a0 They’re both sweat and cum soaked.\u00a0 Nuzzling each other.\u00a0 I watch white globs of cum leak out of Elaine’s pussy, catching in the thick tuft of fur surrounding it.\u00a0 I can smell it.\u00a0 Strongly.\u00a0 I remember the sweet, slightly salty taste of it.<\/p>\n
I go to them.\u00a0 To both of them.\u00a0 I hug Elaine’s back first.\u00a0 I feel her strength and her warmth.\u00a0\u00a0 She gently pushes back against me but her muscles are rubbery.\u00a0 I hug Stephen the best I can from our positions, with Elaine knotted on him.\u00a0 He reaches an arm up to hold me tight.\u00a0 And then I pull them to the ground and I lie with them.\u00a0 I close my eyes and listen to their heart beats and feel their warm fur surrounding me.\u00a0 And, like a child, I fall asleep.<\/p>\n
My dreams are full of red wetness.\u00a0 Blood and the stench of death. Screams.\u00a0 Nightmares.\u00a0 I wake shrieking and I feel Stephen’s arms tighten around me.\u00a0 “Shhhh,” he whispers to me.\u00a0 “Shhhh.\u00a0 I’m here.\u00a0 You’ve been having nightmares.\u00a0 It’s okay.”<\/p>\n
My heart races and I’m clawing at Stephen until I realize that I\u2019m okay and he’s there.\u00a0 There and human.\u00a0 The sky is red with the sunset and I can’t hear or smell Elaine in the house.\u00a0 “Wh…” I swallow and try again.\u00a0 “Where’s Elaine?”<\/p>\n
Stephen is stroking my hair.\u00a0 I love the sensation.\u00a0 The feeling.\u00a0 It’s soothing.\u00a0 It’s incredibly soothing.\u00a0 His voice is low and even.\u00a0\u00a0 “She’s gone to the store for food.\u00a0 She left about 5 minutes ago.\u00a0 She’ll be back.”<\/p>\n
“‘kay,” I whisper to him.\u00a0 I feel like a small child in his arms.\u00a0 He hasn’t changed his position except to pull himself closer to me.\u00a0 He’s still naked and I feel his limp cock against my bare thigh.\u00a0 His sticky cock.\u00a0 I’m oddly okay with that.\u00a0 Mostly, I’m just grateful for him holding me right now.<\/p>\n
“I’m sorry.”\u00a0 I tell him, my voice low as if we’re hiding in the bedroom from our parents.\u00a0 “I’m so sorry.\u00a0 For all of this.\u00a0 I didn’t know.\u00a0 I didn’t know it would happen.\u00a0 I’m so sorry.\u00a0 It’s what I wanted to talk about when we got home.\u00a0 I wanted to talk to both of you about it.”<\/p>\n
Stephen continues to stroke my hair without talking.\u00a0 Finally, just as the worry is building within me, he answers.\u00a0 “It hurts.\u00a0 It hurts a lot.\u00a0 I don’t know you.\u00a0 I don’t know a damn thing about you.\u00a0 I know what you’ve told me but I don’t know who you are.\u00a0 Are you smart?\u00a0 Are you funny?\u00a0 Are you kind?\u00a0 Are you a good person?\u00a0 You tried to save Elaine earlier this morning so that’s in your favor.\u00a0 And you’ve told us your background but that’s just words.\u00a0 Elaine knows you more than I do so far.\u00a0 She likes you.\u00a0\u00a0 That’s good, too.\u00a0 She’s got good gut instincts even if she’s entirely too optimistic for her own good.\u00a0 But, me?\u00a0 I’m not so easy to trust.\u00a0 I’ve heard too many lies.\u00a0 I’ve had too many people that I thought were good people come to me and tell me about some horrible thing they did and then beg me to help them.”\u00a0 His hand is still stroking through my thick hair.\u00a0 Over and over in the same spot.\u00a0 I wait.<\/p>\n
“Are you one of those people?\u00a0 Will I later find out you hurt someone badly?\u00a0 Murdered someone?\u00a0 Treated us badly?\u00a0 It takes time for me to trust.\u00a0 A long time.\u00a0 Elaine and I dated for 2 years before I finally admitted that I loved her.\u00a0 Before I could trust her with that.\u00a0 I’m not the kind of guy to just throw out the word whenever it works for me.\u00a0 It’s a huge goddamned thing.\u00a0 Love.\u00a0 Should.\u00a0 Be.\u00a0 Earned.\u00a0 And then you.\u00a0 You fucking come along and I have no fucking choice.”\u00a0 Despite the words, his tone of voice remains calm and even and his hand never falters.\u00a0 I feel even smaller now.<\/p>\n
“It.\u00a0 Hurts.\u00a0 I didn’t need that freak to tell me that whatever this is was forced on me.\u00a0 You think I wanted to touch you when you were a man?\u00a0 Do you know what was running through my head that morning?\u00a0 The struggle I had?\u00a0 All these new smells and feelings and everything ramming into my head.\u00a0 This… this thing growling in the back of my mind.\u00a0 And all I could do was beg.\u00a0 And abase myself.\u00a0 To you.\u00a0 And through it all, I felt this thing like love.\u00a0 Near enough that I can’t tell the difference.\u00a0 Because of what you did.\u00a0 I didn’t want this.\u00a0 Neither did Elaine.\u00a0 I was working through it.\u00a0 Making it okay before this fucking guy showed up.”<\/p>\n
I’m swallowing back tears.\u00a0 I can’t help it.\u00a0 My face feels hot.\u00a0 Stephen is still running his hands through my hair.\u00a0 “Tell,” his voice cracks and he clears his throat before he continues.\u00a0 “Tell me you’re sorry again.”<\/p>\n
I swallow the lump in my throat.\u00a0 “I am sorry, Stephen.”<\/p>\n
I feel something drip onto my hair and I know he’s crying.\u00a0 “Tell me you’re a good person.”<\/p>\n
My own tears slip out unbidden.\u00a0 “I try,” I whisper.<\/p>\n
Stephen’s arm tighten around me.\u00a0 “Tell me,” he whispers back.\u00a0 “Tell me it’s safe to love you.”<\/p>\n
I can’t talk.\u00a0 I can’t.\u00a0 I nod and the tears are hot and wet on my cheeks and hair.<\/p>\n
“It still hurts.\u00a0 Still hurts.\u00a0 I have no choice and never did.\u00a0 The only thing keeping me here is that you didn’t know.\u00a0 And now you’re stuck with me.\u00a0 With us.\u00a0 But if you ever treat us badly, I will walk.\u00a0 And suffer from it.\u00a0 For probably forever but I won’t stay around like some whipped dog.”<\/p>\n
I untangle myself from his arms and turn to face him.\u00a0 My eyes dart around his face.\u00a0 “I can’t hurt either of you.”\u00a0 I lean in, half-expecting Stephen to pull away but he doesn’t.\u00a0 My lips touch his and we both close our eyes.\u00a0 Our tongues meet and I feel a thrum inside of me when my insides loosen, finally allowing me to ignore everything but the touch of my man.\u00a0 When I struggle to take my top off, Stephen nearly rips it off for me.\u00a0 The skirt comes off easier – the zipper is on the side.\u00a0 I expect him to take my panties off next but he doesn’t and when I try to do it, he restrains me.<\/p>\n
It takes a huge amount of effort but I let go.\u00a0 It’s difficult but I just let go.\u00a0 Stephen rolls me carefully back onto my back and then straddles my body.\u00a0 His knees are next to mine and I feel his dick against my lower stomach.\u00a0 My nipples ache.\u00a0 Stephen kisses me again and I grab his short hair with my long fingers.\u00a0 My other hand goes to his back and I feel his broad, strong back muscles as he holds himself above me.\u00a0 He moves slightly and the head of his dick presses against my clit through my panties.\u00a0 I twist and moan and my hips automatically press up against him.\u00a0 His hands are in my hair and he pulls back, exposing my throat.\u00a0 I stop myself from reacting like the she-wolf wants me to.\u00a0 His beard is rough against my throat and he’s growling slightly as he licks and kisses and bites gently against my neck.\u00a0 His lower body presses down and now he’s grinding against my clit.\u00a0 My body moves of its own accord, my legs wrapping around his.\u00a0 Hips bucking in time to his movements.<\/p>\n
“Stephen,” I whimper.\u00a0 “Stephen.\u00a0 I want you inside of me.\u00a0 Please.”\u00a0 The words are paradoxically both easy and hard to say.\u00a0 The ‘Please.’\u00a0 He pulls himself down and his rough hand grabs my left breast, gripping and kneading at the flesh.\u00a0 I moan and whine as his dick slides away from my pussy.\u00a0 When I try to push myself down to feel him against me again, I feel him hold me in place.\u00a0 The she-wolf is growling but I ignore her.\u00a0 “Please, Stephen. Ple-\u00a0 Oh.”\u00a0 His tongue flicks at my nipple and I arch my back.\u00a0 His wet mouth sucks the nipple in and his tongue works and over it.\u00a0 I feel the pressure building slowly within me.\u00a0 I grab the back of his head and press him down harder against the soft flesh of my breast and moan again when he takes my entire areola and nipple into his mouth.\u00a0 “God.\u00a0 God,\u00a0 yes.\u00a0 Stephen, please.\u00a0 Please.”<\/p>\n
My mate lets my nipple go but both hands go to my breasts and I bite my lip from the feeling of him pushing them together and kneading them.\u00a0 He kisses down my chest and stomach until he’s at the top of my panties.<\/p>\n
“I can smell you,” he says.\u00a0 “Even if it weren’t for the wolf, I could smell your sweet little pussy.\u00a0 And your taste.\u00a0 Your virgin taste.\u00a0 And how fucking tight you are.\u00a0 You have no idea how good you feel.\u00a0 My tight little virgin whore.”<\/p>\n
That’s… oh, that’s new.\u00a0 With the last sentence, I feel a flood inside my pussy.\u00a0 I’ve never let go this far.\u00a0 I’ve never just sat back and let someone take control this much.\u00a0 It’s… I don’t think I want it all the time but, goddamned am I wet.\u00a0 I – OH FUCK.\u00a0 Stephen’s mouth is suddenly on my soaked panties and he’s biting at my clit.\u00a0 Fuck fuck fuck.\u00a0 “Stephen.\u00a0 Stephen, please.\u00a0 Please for the love of god, fuck me.\u00a0 Please.\u00a0 I want your cock inside of me.\u00a0 Please.”<\/p>\n
He ignores me and pulls my panties off.\u00a0 I can feel the way the soaked fabric rubs at my sopping wet lips.\u00a0 I lift my legs up so he can pull them off easier and he growls loudly as my scent floods the room.\u00a0 With force, he shoves my legs down and apart and opens my cunt wide with his thumbs.\u00a0 His tongue enters me and I squirm, holding my legs open for him.\u00a0 Hol… hol…. the orgasm pushes through me and I buck with it but he’s still sucking at me.\u00a0 I try to talk but he presses two fingers into my wetness and then presses up.\u00a0 Another orgasm and I’m trying to tell him to stop but I can’t.\u00a0 I can’t breathe.\u00a0 I can’t… another orgasm and a spray of cum as I squirt, soaking his face.\u00a0 Stephen growls again and I see gold flash in his eyes.<\/p>\n
“N… No.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 Stephen.\u00a0 Fuck me.\u00a0 As a man.\u00a0 Fuck me.”<\/p>\n
And, he does. He pulls himself forward, kissing me with the taste of my pussy on his lips and his wet beard rubbing against my face.\u00a0 His rock hard dick rubs against my clit and I reach for it but he grabs my hand and pulls it away.\u00a0 “Stephen.\u00a0 Stephen, fuck me.\u00a0 Fuck your… fuck your tight little whore.\u00a0 Please…” My voice is a girlish whine that turns into a whorish moan as his thick cock opens me.\u00a0 I forget the feeling every time and every time it surprises me.\u00a0 I feel his dick rub every bump and ridge inside of me as he slowly eases in, pressing until I feel his balls against my slick, soaked ass.\u00a0 He leans down and takes my nipple in his mouth again and I shudder.\u00a0 The nerve in my nipple is live all the way down to my pussy and I gasp while he sucks on me.\u00a0 His dick slides out and my pussy lips suck at him eagerly.\u00a0 And then in.\u00a0 “Fuck me, Stephen.\u00a0 Fuck your little whore.\u00a0 Fuck my tight cunt and fill it with your cum.”<\/p>\n
Every single line from every porn movie is going straight from my brain to my lips as I tell Stephen what a dirty whore I am and how much I want to feel him cumming inside of me and etc… etc…\u00a0 I twist and moan and buck and arch my back and pull myself down onto him until I’m matching his rhythm.\u00a0\u00a0 He’s close.\u00a0 His change is close.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 No, I want him human.<\/p>\n
“Fuck me like you fucking mean it, Stephen.\u00a0 Pound m—FUCK!”\u00a0 He’s slamming into me and it’s hitting something deep inside of me.\u00a0 “FUCK!\u00a0 R… right there!\u00a0 What the fuck is that!\u00a0 Yes!\u00a0 Oh fucking god yes!\u00a0 Don’t… don’t stop…\u00a0 FUCK!”\u00a0 I claw into Stephen’s back as one of my hardest orgasms yet rocks my body.\u00a0 And he doesn’t stop.\u00a0 His body is burning up and I hear him grunting, pounding hard.\u00a0 I start pounding back.\u00a0 I tell him – I tell him I’m his whore.\u00a0 I tell him everything.<\/p>\n
But when I tell him I’m his mate, that’s what pushes him over the edge.\u00a0 He grips the carpet and he groans hard.\u00a0 I push myself down eagerly on him and three orgasms crash into me one after another as his dick swells with each pulse of his cum.\u00a0 I feel it fill me.\u00a0 I feel\u00a0 how much more wet I become and the way it drills deep into me.<\/p>\n
I look at him and see how feral he’s becoming.\u00a0 His arms press tight against the sides of my tits and I can feel the muscles in them twitching with his oncoming change.\u00a0 I reach up and caress the side of his face.\u00a0 “Shhh,” I tell him, my eyes never leaving his.\u00a0 “Shhh, come back to me, Stephen.\u00a0 Come back to me.\u00a0 Shhhh…”\u00a0 His brows knit together in confusion but I keep talking gently to him as his cum leaks out of my pussy.<\/p>\n
Slowly.\u00a0 Slowly my mate calms. I hug him to my body and I feel both of our hearts beating so fast.\u00a0 We’re almost too warm together but the feeling of his naked skin against mine is intoxicating.\u00a0 My whole body feels alive and sensitive.\u00a0 I stop him when he tries to pull out.\u00a0 “Don’t,” I tell him.\u00a0 “Don’t.\u00a0 Stay there.\u00a0 Stay in me.\u00a0 Just stay with me.”<\/p>\n
Time passes and we just lie together, holding each other close.\u00a0 I hear Elaine singing outside as she comes home.\u00a0\u00a0 Her song stops as she reaches the front door.\u00a0 Stephen and I watch the dead bolt open and Elaine looks around the corner sheepishly.<\/p>\n
“Ummm… I… I bought some condoms…?”<\/p>\n
Fuck.\u00a0 Right.\u00a0 Fucking condoms.\u00a0 I sigh and pull myself off of Stephen.\u00a0 His limp, wet cock slips out easily and a blob of his cum follows shortly as I sit up.\u00a0 My breasts and nipples ache.\u00a0 I rub at my eyes with the palms of my hands.<\/p>\n
“We should talk.\u00a0 I’ll find clothes.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I used to think my world made some basic, normal sense.\u00a0 You are born basically the gender you die with (although, no, hah, not really, I guess) and, well, science.\u00a0 It works.\u00a0 The science.\u00a0 There’s nothing strange or unusual in Continue reading Layers Chapter 8<\/span>