The Secrets Revealed
#6 of Summer Camp
Kenny laughed silently to himself when his super hearing woke him up to the sounds of Denis limping his way over to his bunk 2 hours later muttering something about Rosa but soon Kenny got back to sleep
As the week rolled on, Kenny began to realize something odd. If the tribe was so many times bigger than the camp and all the brown hunters were out for the whole month, why hadn't Kenny been able to pick up a single heat signature with his new vision. He hadn't realized it with casual glances but now looking around, he found that not a single werewolf was out wandering the woods, yet animals kept ending up hunted and slaughtered every day.
It didn't make sense. But at last it was Monday and after spending the whole week searching for any brown hunter werewolves and having absolutely no luck, he headed for the Tribe to find the reason for gathering so much meat when they obviously had more than enough food.
Presenting his ring, the red guards let him inside and as he entered, he noticed the entire Tribe smelt like a Jerky factory. The shops that usually had fruits and vegetables were now cleaning or tanning the hunted meat, cooking it with salt for flavor or simply charring it for a smoky taste. The hides seemed to be made into clothing or blankets while the bones were trinkets. Still he couldn't understand why they nearly purged an entire forest just for this. He decided he's speak with the chief once more and headed for the largest hut. As he came upon it, he realized Laurence was there by the tent, dumping off what appeared to be a feral moose. Kenny also noticed that Laurence had virtually no heat signature on him.
Kenny could see Laurence when he was in eye sight, but the heat signs that all other beings had were not on him, in fact all the browns he looked at had no heat signs.
'that would explain it, but how do they not have heat signs? They'd have to be dead.' thought Kenny. He approached Laurence and asked him why he had no heat signature when all the other people he had seen had one. Laurence at first was surprised seeing Kenny but then smiled and began to explain.
"You see Kenny, each color werewolf is given a task due to their special abilities as well as color. The reds have much sharper and durable claws than any other color, they also have near god like strength, so we make them guards." said Laurence.
Laurence let this information sink in and continued. "Yellows are shop keepers because they have a natural sense of popularity and bargaining, thus they can provide income the easiest. We browns are hunters because our body heat is patterned in a strange way, close to that of a reptile. You won't even know we're there until we're right in front of your eyes. And of course there are the orange builders. They have strength on par with the reds so we let them build for us, however their claws aren't as deadly." said Laurence.
"So what about the Me, the chief, and the green ones?" asked Kenny looking at the tent.
"Oh, the whites are breeders because of their stamina, some how becoming a white werewolf gives you a very large amount of energy and this energy practically triples when you're sexually aroused. The Greens have no special powers. They have no claws, their fangs are blunt, and they are just as strong, fast, and agile as they were as humans instead of increased. Since they have no werewolf traits other than looks, they're servants." said Laurence.
He paused and then motioned to the tent with a grin.
"Then there is the Chief. Rare he is, only one black werewolf infected every 200 years. When a new one is infected, it's their duty to challenge the current chief to the death for dominance. Since we heal so incredibly fast, we have practically eternal youth so waiting 200 years isn't a problem." he finished.
Kenny nodded as he understood. "Okay well why gather all this meat? I came here a few days ago and we had plenty of food." he said pointing to all the meat around the city.
Laurence gave a smile to Kenny that seemed a bit perverted.
"Oh, we gather the meat to impress the breeders." said Laurence patting Kenny on the back with a laugh.
Kenny blinked several times in confusion as it began to sink in.
"Yep kid, the entire reason we gather the meat is for a month long orgy for the breeders." laughed Laurence again as he made way for another brown to carry in meat from a feral bear cub.
Kenny looked inside the tent to see the servants bringing plates of various meat to a large table in front of the chief. Smoked, charred, salted, plain, boiled, all kinds of meat preparations being presented.
"You pretty much lucked out being infected as a white, Kenny. Next to the chief, you're the most important breed in the Tribe." said Laurence.
Kenny was speechless. The reason for slaughtering half a forest once a year was to have a big orgy?
"well it does sound like a better explanation than land development..." said Kenny smiling as he made Laurence barrel over laughing at the joke.
"But don't worry Kenny. Due to our insane healing ability, we are invulnerable to disease, your kind especially. Don't worry about mating with a whole group of strangers, you're not gona catch anything." said Laurence. As they were talking, they were walking around the large hut until they came to the back which was the den for breeders as Laurence explained. Only Breeders and the Chief were allowed in. Laurence waved good bye to Kenny and headed back into the Tribe as Kenny entered the tent to see what was going on.
As he entered, the heat signatures he picked up were practically blinding in color. The entire room was filled with body heat. Looking around he saw one of the female breeders was giving a male a lap dance as another male breeder was groping another female. There were only 6 breeders besides him giving off this body heat.
"Hey it's the new kid!" called the groping male.
"You staying for the month, kid?" asked the female he was groping as she ground against the male to increase his groping.
I don't blame him, we can mate with any member of the Tribe we want all month." said the dancing female.
"So what do you think kid? Want to pick one of the tribe off the street and give them an hour of some hard, hot, fucking?" asked another breeder who had somehow snuck up behind Kenny and was feeling his chest muscles from behind.
"Lesley back off, he has domination heat, don't get him riled up." said the dancer to the one feeling Kenny.
"ooh, now that is interesting. You know kid, I also have that." said Lesley as she continued feeling Kenny.
Kenny was getting nervous, if she had a crush or some sort of attraction to him, she'd have to mate with him or it would grow until she began attacking everyone around. He had nearly killed his camp mates to mate with Emily last week.
"Yes, I ended up fucking my little brother when we were pups. Too bad he was a servant though." said Lesley.
Kenny looked at her confused when she said pups, if it was true they had eternal youth. Seeing his confusion, she explained.
"I'm not an infected, I was born a werewolf, a breeder with dominating heat took my mother right out on the streets during the mating season, she was a builder, the orange ones. And a few months later, I'm born a breeder and my brother was born a servant. We stopped aging at 18 years old." she said.
Kenny nodded but was still uneasy, that was until she pulled away from him and slinked back to wherever she came from.
"You got lucky Kenny, these girls have to wait 9 months and they can only mate once. But we're males, we have the whole month!" shouted the groper as he ground his hips against his bitch making her giggle as she pushed him away.
"Sorry but I have plans for who I'm mating with." she said stroking his semi hard member slowly as she watched him fidget.
Kenny was about to leave the room when the others all got up and began to head out to the table area to feed on what the hunters spent such hard work to get. Not having eaten anything since he woke up, Kenny decided to join in as he sat at the table and looked at the meals. A male green was walking away from the table after setting up the last bit and as he passed by, Lesley gave him a smack on the butt.
"Thanks for the food bro." she said smiling at the green werewolf who blushed and continued heading to wherever the servants were kept.
"So if we have eternal youth, how many kids have the females had exactly?" asked Kenny looking at the breeder females and finding it hard to imagine they were more than a few decades old.
"The Chief is my great, great grandson." said the dancer smiling which made Kenny's muzzle gape in awe. She didn't look more than 25 years old, by Kenny's point of view.
Kenny took a bite of some salted jerky as more servants were bringing them food. Looking at a servant as she brought the second plate of jerky after Kenny had eaten quite a lot of it, he noticed the servants were naked as they brought out the food, he hadn't realized it with all the conversation but now he did. As they brought out the food, Kenny was looking at one of the servants, Kenny felt an urge to touch her and it seemed to be visible to the other breeders. Lesley who was sitting next to him leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"Go ahead, we told you, we have free reign to any mates we want all month when and where you want them." she said nudging his elbow.
Just as she was placing down the meat, Kenny gave an "oh what the hell" shrug and reached up, squeezing the servant's left buttocks while using a claw to gently poke her tail hole. She gave a dark like yip and nearly dropped the plate but managed to catch it and the meat as she set it down while Kenny released her butt.
Instead of slapping him, she stood bent over with the meat for a while, saw he wasn't going to continue and then stood up straight and left.
"see?" whispered Lesley with a smile.
"well maybe I could stay a little longer..." said Kenny with a slight blush.
Kenny finally had a thought that flashed through his mind out of nowhere. He suddenly leapt from the table clutching his head in fear.
"Oh shit, how do I explain being a werewolf to mom and dad!?" he shouted.
"Wow, that was kind of slow on the delay...." said a voice, everyone looked at the entrance to see Laurence standing by the door of the hut with a smile on his face.
The other breeders looked at Kenny who was pacing around anxiously.
"Umm, I think we should have told him when he first came about all the powers we have and how to use them. Including disguise." said Lesley.
"Then that settles it, after we eat, we'll begin training Kenny as an official breeder and teach him our powers and ways." said another breeder. This seemed to calm Kenny down, but he was still a bit nervous about trying to hide being a werewolf for all eternity now. How would he explain to his parents why he never grew old?