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Hey everyone. Finally managed to write something for the first time in forever, dusting off and putting the finishing touches on an old story I started forever ago. It's short and a little rough, and I haven't really done herm stuff before now, but I think it came out good. Let me know what you think, and as always all constructive criticism is welcome. Hope you enjoy!

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"Ow ow ow..." Why the hell does my body feel like I've been sleeping on a rock?...

...Guess that's because I HAVE been sleeping on a rock. A low groan escaped me as I sat up and took stock of my surroundings. I was in a clearing in a heavily wooded forest, laying atop a largely flat rock sitting square in the middle of it. My back ached as I sat up, stretching and trying to work out the kinks out.

O.K. Brian; try and remember how the hell you got into this situation. You were out camping, went off to go take a leak...right, there was that weird sound coming from the campsite. I thought I was just hearing things when...SOMETHING... came charging toward me from the campsite's direction. I barely caught a glimpse of a huge black creature before it tackled me to the ground. It started grabbing me as I tried to get out from under it, and I think it cut me with its claws too.

I was just trying to get away when my hand fell on a rock just before it turned me over, and when it flipped me it was more accidental than intentional when I swung the rock at its head. I remember making contact with it, but anything after that's a blur. I did have a couple of drinks, but not so many that I could've chalked it up to a hangover. The slashes in my clothes also backed up that I hadn't just imagined the whole thing.

Whatever happened, I needed to get the hell out of here before that thing finds me again. No sign of my flashlight, and I left my phone back at the tent. Guess I'll just have to find my way by the stars and the light of the moon... that beautiful, beautiful moon...

Somewhere in the back of my mind I registered that I was on my knees, but all conscious thought was locked on that beautiful bright orb in the sky. I felt a sort of nervous energy when I first came to, but I chalked it up to adrenaline at the time. Now I knew better; it was the moon that was doing this to me. It felt like there was waves of energy radiating off the moon and filling my body, and I had no choice but kneel and accept it. It was a gift, and it would be rude of me to turn it down.

An eternity seemed to pass while I stared at the moon, unable to move as my body heated up. If I could tear my eyes off the moon, I wouldn't have been surprised if I was glowing the same silvery white color as the moon above. The closest thing I could equate the feeling was what it must feel like for a comic book character being bombarded with radiation, shortly before they become a super hero or villain. Just as that thought ran through my head, I began my own transformation.

Arousal was the first thing that hit me as my cock started to stir and strain in my jeans. My hips started to buck almost reflexively as the need to cum immediately filled my brain, stroking myself through the denim material. Arousal soon became mixed with pain as the limited space was quickly filled, and I fumbled clumsy with the button for relief. When I finally managed to get it free, a beet red shaft shot out like a rocket from my crotch.

My head hung back as my hand stroked a shaft that continued to pulse and grow in my hand, almost drooling in my needy lust. Any more rational thoughts about something being wrong about this was wiped from my mind as soon as my eyes fell upon the moon again. A beast, an animal was what I was now, and I had no need of such things. I was built to breed, to fuck, to be fucked...

...Wait, be fucked? Am I turning gay?... No, I still like females. The thought of a busty woman still made me hard and stroke my cock faster. A beautiful female, with soft skin, and thick, thick fur. My tongue started to hang from my mouth as I imagined this being that was equal parts strange and beautiful in my mind.

In my mind, she was covered in brilliant golden fur. She also had the head of a wolf, with beautiful blonde locks of hair(blondes have always been a weakness for me) as she slowly walked over to me on clawed toed feet, her hips swaying from side to side slightly as she approached. Her chest bounced slightly with each step, nipples poking slightly through the thick coat of fur. My mental image shifted down to her wide child bearing hips, and her child creating cock.

A female wolf woman with a cock? Maybe I should've been alarm or concerned, but it did nothing to stem my growing arousal. It also probably explains why even as my stiff member was reaching lengths it never had before, my hand wasn't bumping into my balls as much anymore. It wasn't because they simply weren't growing in time with my shaft, either. They were getting smaller even as a bit of precum was forming at the tip of my cock.

The scene playing out in my mind began affecting my real world actions. When the golden furred herm in my mind suddenly grabbed me and pushed me to the ground, I went face down on the rock and pushed my rear up in the air as if I was presenting it to her. Mating, breeding, fucking; it was all I could think about now. I wanted, NEEDED to be fucked.

Instead of the imaginary woman taking me like I wanted, instead I felt her sharp teeth biting down on the back of my neck. Something between a groan, a gasp and a growl slipped out of my throat as I felt my face begin to twist and distort. My teeth began to feel sharper as I panted heated lust, knowing that the imaginary beast atop me was in total control of me and my pleasure. Her clawed fingers suddenly dug into my chest as I subconsciously began to tear through my shirt with my own burgeoning claws.

Another whimper escaped me as my fingers brushed over my rock hard nipples. The slight touch made my legs quiver, making the already tight seat of my pants strain even more as my butt wiggled. With her muzzle still locked tight on my neck, the imaginary beasts' paws became my own as I gripped my chest and began to squeeze and mash my flat chest. My chest didn't stay too flat for long as flesh began to fill my paws, understanding instinctively that I was growing breasts.

I fully understand I was becoming like the imaginary beast atop me; a furry, hermaphrodite werewolf. I don't know why I felt no fear or horror about what was happening to me; maybe it was just shock, or maybe the pleasure was just too much for me to think about it. But this was what I was becoming, and I accepted it in that moment. The moment I did, it was like something triggered in my mind and the transformation REALLY kicked off.

Suddenly my entire body felt like it was suffocating, as if my very skin was strangling every inch of my body. Full on panting now, I grabbed at my neck and started clawing at my skin in a desperate attempt to gain some relief. My skin fell away like paper, but instead of blood red flesh I felt blood red fur pouring out through the tears. I couldn't see it from my current position, but I did see the tufts poking through my hands as my skin began to tear and fall away there.

My eyes were almost rolling back in my head when my eyes skirted the full moon above. In a moment I shot up onto my knees, imaging the wolfess having suddenly yanked me up as if she was presenting me to the moon above. My chest started to feel tighter as I continued to stare at the majestic orb above, continuing to bathe in its heavenly light as I continued to the now baseball sized orbs on my chest. I was close, so close...

A brief sense of pain like a cut suddenly emerged between my legs, followed immediately by dampness and a rush of pleasure. I had a pussy now, and as my butt began to grow rounder I felt air brushing against my new feminine lips as my pants began to give up the fight to hold together. This seemed to please the wolfess in my mind as I imagined her cock pressing against my vaginal entrance, already wet and eager for her. She didn't hesitate and immediately buried her thick cock deep into me as far as she could.

A loud, long howl escaped me as I felt her cock fill me, the skin on my face that was already straining with my growing muzzle bursting as I threw my head back. My normally short brown hair felt fuller and longer, brushing against my shoulders as inches were added in seconds. The howl seemed to die down for a second as my ears essentially fell off my head, only to come through much sharper as a pointed pair of wolf ears took their place atop my head a second later. As extreme as that was, what was happening right below my head blew that out of the water.

My howl was interrupted as I felt my heart suddenly skipped a beat, digging my claws into my chest. Another beat, and then another hit me as my chest began to feel like it was trapped in a vice that kept squeezing tighter and tighter. With a mix of groan and roar I pulled my hands away from my chest, trying desperate to find relief. I found it, and a ton of pleasure a moment later.

As I tore away my chest skin, the weight and pressure in my chest moved onto my chest as my breasts practically exploded in size. Each looked like a furry watermelon and felt about as heavy as they sat on my chest, the flesh covering the top of my belly so large was their size. I barely had time to register their warmth and size before they engulfed the tip of my cock, which had to be near a foot in length by now. A rough, thick and yet somehow feminine moan escaped me as I collapsed onto the ground again, face down on the ground again.

I could feel a tail pushing its way out, but in my haze I could barely even recognize it happening as I tried desperately to pleasure myself. I imagined the wolfess truly fucking me as my hands flew between my pussy, my breasts and my cock. I must have looked like I was having some kind of fit or seizure with the almost random ways I was grabbing at myself, but I wanted to be touched, fuck and be fucked at the same time. The transformation was completing as the lower half of my body rushed to become furry like the rest of it, but all I could remember was feeling regret that it didn't include a third or fourth arm so I could pleasure both of my tits, my cock and my pussy at the same time.

Eventually I found a compromise, using one hand to thrust two of my fingers into my pussy and the other to grope my breasts while my cock thrust against the forest floor. I was a bitch in heat, a bitch with a thick cock and imagining a similar bitch was fucking me silly. My tongue hung from my muzzle as the pleasure overloaded my blood deprived brain. Sex, fucking, rutting, breeding; that's was my only purpose at the moment.

Maybe it was the transformation or the fact that I had multiple points of pleasure on only one body, but it wasn't long before I felt the familiar throbbing of an impending orgasm from my cock. The clenching of my vagina wasn't quite as familiar(at least not feeling it happening from within me), though the way my feminine juices were practically streaming out from between my legs made it pretty clear it was getting close too. One particularly tight clench made me pull my fingers out as they squeezed just a little too tight, claws brushing against the edge of my fem lips as I did. As slight as it was, that last touch seemed to push me over the edge into a mind-shattering orgasm.

Both of my paws went to my breasts, sending more sparks of pleasure as my vagina came first. My cock was a split second behind, and in my lustful haze I imagined it was the imaginary wolfesses cock that was pumping into my clenching pussy, filling my womb with her thick hot wolf cum as in reality my cock was spraying over the ground and the underside of my breasts. Soon it was all over my chest as my paws continued to mash and squeeze my wonderfully full orbs, coating my hands and chest in my own seed. Fuck, did this feel amazing!

It could have been seconds, minutes, or an eternity that my orgasms lasted; I didn't know. Pleasure was all I needed, all I could think about, all I really was. I didn't care that I was rolling around in a pool of male and female cum, plus the scrap of my clothes and skin remaining after my transformation. I just got fucked and breed just like I needed to be.

Or at least that what I thought until the first clear thought that wasn't directly sex related was that the wolfess that I thought had been taking me was just a lustful figment of my imagination. A soft whimper of disappointment slipped out of me as the mind-numbing intensity of my orgasm finally died down a little bit, sitting up on my big, soft furry butt. Both my cock and pussy were still leaking, and I had to consciously force my hands not to touch them or my breasts least I lose myself to the pleasure again. Instead I leaned back slightly so I could fully look over my changed body without losing my cock in my cleavage.

I had gone from a slim, fairly non-descript male to a woman with porn star sized tits and a porn star sized cock as well. My short brown hair was now lighter and fuller, flowing down in curls just past my slim feminine shoulders. The rest of my body was covered in blood red fur, most of it now stuck to my skin thanks to my spunk being spread throughout it. I didn't have testicles anymore, though a quick sniff from my wolfish nose told me there was definitely a difference between the cum coming from my cock and the cum between my legs where my vagina had replaced my balls. Other than being covered in fur and tipped with claws instead of nails, my hands and feet looked pretty normal, if maybe a little more rounded at the tips.

Well...what the fuck do I do now? Am I stuck like this? A big titted werewolf with a massive dick and a hair-trigger vagina? Will I change back in the morning? Will the werewolf that did this to be come back? Can I spread this to other people?...

...And fuck, why does THAT sound so hot? Fuck, I'm already stroking my cock again... N-No, gotta stop... damn it; can't... m-maybe just one more time... or two, or five...