Full Moon Heat
(The following is a work of fiction based off of a recent dream I had. As such it will be a single point story. The names are made up and the woman are not based on anyone. The guy is based off myself. It contains lycanthropy, transformation and male on female sex. There are several references to other texts, including the web comic, Peter is the Wolf, ad a book that had a collection of werewolf stories, "The Ultimate Werewolf".)
Lucy stood about five four. She had long black hair and dark eyes that looked almost black. She wore a large black shirt and baggy cargo pants. Her red lips seemed bloody in contrast to her white skin.
Sarah stood at five foot seven, maybe five foot eight. Her hair was dyed a pink tinged red and was cut short, curling across her forehead, and her eyes glimmered a pale sapphire blue. She also wore a black shirt, it was smaller though, showing off her ample breast and the curves of her stomach, and skin tight jeans that showed the curves of her hips, butt and long legs.
"We're werewolves," Lucy said, her face and voice showing her to be serious. Her dark eyes watched Davis with smoldering intensity, watching for his reaction.
Davis stood there, looking at the two uncertainly. His eyes drifted to the window, looking out of the penthouse apartment to the city. His mind went over what was just said, not sure at all what to say.
Later that day, the sun was setting. Lucy had gone out and Davis was on the couch watching television with Sarah. He shifted some as his nose twitched, catching a hint of something in the air. He felt his shaft start to swell in his jeans.
Sarah moved closer, pressing herself against her. Her blue eyes looked at him with want as her chest pressed against his arm. As she moved closer, the smell got stronger. It was powerfully drawing him because he was a male and she was in heat.
The attraction grew stronger and Davis soon could not help himself. He slid a hand along her stomach then took a hold of her shirt pulling it up to expose one of the well sized, soft breast and large nipple. He leaned down, running his tongue across the nipple. He circled the areole then across the tip.
Sarah gave a small whimper of pleasure, which suddenly turned into a growl. The hair on her scalp pulled back, shrinking down as it took a gray coloration to it. The retinas grew bigger, taking on a golden tinge and the pupils grew slightly larger. Sarah's ears pulled closer to her head, turning into points at the tip. Her skin took on a slightly darker color, the fat disappearing to leave only muscle, the breasts disappearing into a flat chest but still with hard nipples.
Davis was only aware of the change in her breasts. He pulls away in surprise at the sudden difference in Sarah's body. He turned quickly, looking out at the night sky as he realized that the moon had come out. No part of him was disgusted by what happened. Only surprised and curious. His shaft was still rock hard in his jeans.
"I understand," She said, her voice scratchy from the partial transformation and slightly distant as though she was not talking to him. Sarah stood up and moved away from the couch, turning her back to Davis. She pulled her shirt off completely then started to remove her jeans and panties.
Davis felt surprise. He was expecting her to be upset. Without thinking he mirrored her movements, pulling off his shirt, then stepping out of his jeans and boxers. He was now fully naked, looking at the partly changed female before him as she got on all fours, raising her butt toward him.
He moved behind her, getting into position. Once finding the entrance he thrust forward pushing himself into her. Sarah's warm canal felt wonderful around his length. He thrusts forward, sinking in as deep as he could. He pulled back then thrusts forward again. There was an odd feeling, like her body was squeezing the base of his shaft tighter then the rest of him. Everything went black.
Davis came to, feeling a floor beneath him. As his eyes opened, he saw the sun outside the window. He pushed himself up, finding he was on the living room floor. He turned and saw Sarah. She was also on the floor, still asleep and resting peacefully. He pushed himself, wondering what happened.
And what happened was truly interesting...
The most commonly known form of lycanthropy is for the most part a supernatural virus, infecting the person and influencing them most during the three nights of the full moon. While incapable of surviving in the air, the virus can be transferred through bodily fluids and is more active during the change. As soon as Davis penetrated Sarah's body, he started to be infected.
When Davis blacked out, he did not pass out. His mind shut down as the transformation started. His hips thrusts forward, burying his shaft as deep into her depths as he could as a massive orgasm overtook his body. He swelled and twitched, his balls tightening as they unleashed his load, all of it. His body expelled all of the human cum, flooding the canal so much, the thick white fluid poured out of the female sex and down along her thighs.
Sarah moaned out as she felt the massive amount of fluid fill her depths. She lost control of herself, her own transformation continuing. The human cum elfin ears stretched further as they rose along her head, twisting forward and thinning to be come the mobile ears of a predator. Her jaw pushed out, new set teeth sliding between her current ones as well as the tongue becoming thinner, more flexible. New muscles started to swell and bulge beneath her skin, making her taller, faster and stronger. Where the breast and shrunk down started to swell again, filling out into ample mounds, even if to be coated with fur. Beneath them a second and third set of nipples appear, which also started to swell, though not as much as the primary set.
Davis's own body went through similar changes. He grew larger then she did, his body becoming thicker and more powerful. A sheath grew from where his sac, now covered with fur met his body. It grew up, engulfing the length of his shaft and growing slightly larger. Soon the transformation ended and where the two humans had been were to powerful hybrids of man and animal. Their bodies toned and ready for anything. Their minds driven by instincts. Right now the only instinct in it was one. Breed.
The she-wolf that had been Sarah turned around, looking up at Davis turned into a massive male werewolf. She moved toward him, her ears and tail dropping in submission as she approached. The muzzle pressed against the male's sheath, nuzzling against the furred length. She lapped at it, trying to coax the shaft with in to emerge.
The form Davis gave a low growl of warning and pleasure as he felt the soft tongue against the sensitive protective skin. He watched the female closely, nose twitching at the scent of her arousal, heat, and a trace of a weak scent that smelled like his own, meaning that she was his bitch. The sheath swelled up as the shaft inside did the same, starting to emerge from the tip.
Sarah-wolf whimpered out in need. Her stomach was burning with the need to be filled with this male and his seed. She lapped at the furring covering a little more before moving up. The flexible tongue slid along the exposed underside of the shaft before she opened her muzzle, taking the tip into it. The humanoid lips formed tightly around the shaft as it was taken into the muzzle, the flexible lupine tongue rubbing along it to create a blowjob far more intense then either species could perform on their own.
Davis-wolf growled out in pleasure. One paw gripped at the female's head, holding there as she sucked. The other gripped at her, feeling the shape and form of her body. He pumped his hips slightly, the shaft emerging further and further until it was at full length of a foot, the knot proudly at the base.
The she-wolf murred in pleasure as the taste of pre coated her tongue. She was then pulled away from the shaft, a loud yip of shock escaping her throat. She looked up at the male in fear she had angered him. Instead she saw the want and need in his face. He did not want any more. He wanted to breed. She turned around, presenting herself to him and giving a small whine of submission and need.
The male werewolf padded over to her, his shaft standing hard and proud as he approached. He looked down at her then bent. The muzzle pressed against her nether lips, taking a deep whiff, then the tongue slipped out and lapped at her once quickly, causing the female to jump and moan. He pulled back, gave her one firm bite on the rump, making it clear she was his and to behave. He grabbed the hips, moving his way on top of his bitch.
The female werewolf gave a small whimper, most of her body going limp beneath the male. She pushed herself up, pressing against his fur and chest as he moved into the position. A gasp escaped her muzzle as the massive jaws grabbed the scruff, followed by a long moan of carnal pleasure. The two shifted, rocking their hips. Soon the tip of the werewolf shaft pressed against her lips, ready to enter.
There was no ceremony, only raw need. The male werewolf thrusts forward, forcing the lips open and sinking in. He buried himself in the tight warm depths, slamming in until the knot pressed against her, his hips slapping her rump hard enough to make her jump forward slightly. He kept his grip on her scruff, growling as he buried herself in her body.
Sarah-wolf whimpered out in pleasure at being filled by the male, as well as pain as she felt herself being stretched some, not able to fully encompass him easily. Her muscles tightened, squeezing the length and trying to milk it. She pushed back, rubbing against the knot as she tried to take it inside her, wanting his shaft, knot, and seed filling her.
Davis-wolf growled in pleasure, the vibrations sending down along the female's scruff. He reached out, paws grabbing the floor to brace himself as he pulled back. The thick werewolf shaft pulled out, the feminine lips grabbing at it and trying to hold on as though not wanting to let go. He pulled back as far as he could then thrusts forward, slamming back into her hard with an audible slap and visible jump of her body. He did not wait for her to recover as he pulled back and thrusts again, slamming into her fast and hard as the mating instincts grew more powerful.
The she-wolf gasped as she was taken, their bodies slamming and pressing together. She moaned out, grunting each time she was slammed into and thrusts forward. Her eyes closed, ears pulled back as she lost herself to the pleasure of the massive, powerful and dominating male above her. Her chest pushed down, pressing into the carpet to rub it against her nipples. The toned butt pushed up, giving him better access and more pleasure as his shaft stroked along her pubic bone with each pump, then started pumping back to meet him with her own motions, slamming them together more.
The two continued to thrust, their bodies moving fast and hard as they slammed into each other, the werewolves mating fast and ferally. The male finally released the female's scruff, teeth bared as he growled out in pleasure. The larger body pressed down and the smaller, feminine form, holding it in place as the massive shaft surged forward, tried to push the knot in then pull out. The female pushed back, having her rump meet his hips each time. The tight canal muscles gripped down and squeezed some, stroking the length it held as it pulled back.
Davis-wolf thrusts forward harder, sinking back in. His hips pushed forward still, finally pushing the knot into the canal with an audible pop. He sank in as deep as he could, the tip pushing up against the female's cervix.
Sarah-wolf gasped out, whining as the pleasure and pain got greater with thick knot now inside her. She pushed back more, pleadingly as she wanted to feel the male climax. To have the knot tie them fully and his seed fill her gut.
The male werewolf's short hard thrusts became faster, more erratic. He started to grunt and growl, feeling himself building up. He finally thrusts forward one more time, burying himself as deep as he can as the knot inflated.
The sudden push and mass increase sent the female over the edge into her own climax. Her tight muscles clamped down, squeezing the shaft and milking the length for every drop of fluid that it could collect
The two howled out in pleasure at their orgasms. The long noise of feral pleasure filling the air and echoing through the building and block of the city. The shaft swelled and twitch, unleashing thick ropes of fluid deep into the waiting body that collected it, trying to pull it into her womb and ease the burning of her heat.
The howls died down as the orgasms came to an end. The two continued to thrust against each other a moment, panting heavily as they were spent from the activities. The male's weight pressed down, pushing the female down to lay on her stomach and knees with him atop her. He gives a murr of pride and satisfaction, licking at the top of her head. The female murrs back, nuzzling up into the licks. Her tail wags some, happy that she was filled and that the male was satisfied.
The two stayed like that until sunrise. As the transformation reversed, Sarah merely fell asleep. Davis pulled free of her morphing body, falling back against the couch as he dozed off as well. The events may not be remembered by them, but soon they will be visible in Sarah's body.