Werewolves of London: SoHo in The Rain
#1 of Werewolves of London
A quick side project to help negate my horrid case of writer's block. I didn;t do any proofing so bear with me if there are some mistakes in grammar and spelling :)
My first NC piece, I hope you enjoy!!
ALSO!
Werewolves of London is a song property of Warren Zevon. I based the story on the first verse.
‾Cy
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A nearly full moon rises above the jagged New York City skyline. Shining ominously through the clouds it illuminates a dark figure walking through the streets of SoHo in the rain.
The figure glances at the moon quickly, shivering slightly. He shivers not from the cold, nor the rain, but in anticipation. Putting a hand into his jacket pocket, he pulls out a Chinese menu, the name Lee Ho Fook's emblazoned on the top.
Tucking a ragged black tail back underneath his trench coat he absentmindedly licks his lips. "Nothing like a big dish of Beef Chow-Mein." he says to himself. As he begins to walk again he rubs his stomach, much as a starving man would, groaning slightly. The hunger was growing worse with the approach of the full moon. The Chinese food would do little to sate it, but so far it was the best substitute he could find.
Gnashing his teeth impatiently, the man runs a wet tongue along his elongated canine teeth, testing their sharpness. It wouldn't be long now. The man was always wary of being in public this close to the whole moon. the transformation was inevitable at the then, but with the right focus he could stay the transformation until that night. The problem was losing control. A nudge in the wrong direction could spark the transformation at any point of the month, but this close to a full moon it was even more likely.
Checking again to ensure his emerged tail was hidden, the man increased his pace. Hopefully he could order his take out and get back to his apartment quickly, where he could secure himself appropriately for the upcoming night. See this man wasn't one for violence. Unlike some of his brethren he didn't enjoy the hunt, as it was so eloquently put. He didn't have the stomach for human slaughter.
Shrugging off an uncomfortable sensation in his shoulders, the man hunched forward in the rain, continuing his trek. The man gives a quick glance backward. He had heard the footsteps approaching a few blocks ago, taking it as a group of friends on their own way somewhere. Something wasn't right. The steps sped up as he did, and changed direction with him down every street. Lifting his nose he sniffed for confirmation, a group of 5, 1 female, were following him.
Making a quick turn into an alley, he ducked behind a dumpster, hoping to avoid any unnecessary conflict. He had been doing a good enough job hiding himself so far. It's hard to keep being a werewolf under wraps in such a busy city. Listening closely, he head the footsteps make the turn towards him, halting several feet from the dumpster.
"Come out and play boy-o" came a raspy voice from the start of the alley.
"Yeah, we know your back there!" came the girls yell.
The man stayed hidden behind the dumpster. "Leave me be!" he yelled hoarsely, trying to control his voice. "You want no trouble with me."
"Oh no no no, there's no trouble." came the raspy voice again, "considering you come out quietly and give us any valuables you may have on your person."
The man gasped as a pair of hands reached from beside him, grabbing him harshly and shoving him into the alley. He cursed his foolishness at having been distracted so easily.
"Ah there he is." said the leader as his gang slowly encircled the frail looking man.
"Leave me alone!" growled the man ominously. Starting to hunch over as if his stomach was cramping. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
The gang laughed loudly, closing the circle around their victim. Before the man could defend himself, one of the largest of the group took a vicious swing at his head, knocking him to his knees. Cackling madly the girl launched herself forward, her shoulder length blonde hair blowing wildly as she sent a kick into the man's unprotected face.
His head snapping backward, the man's eyes bulged as he stared directly into the moon. A howl escaped his lips, starting as a painful moan, and growing to a full fledged lupin scream. The man's tail fell from under his jacket as he face began to stretch. Cracks and pops resounded throughout the narrow alley as the mans shoulder blades bulged outward, his legs shifted and grew, and black fur began to blossom on every visible part of his body. His eyes turning a wicked yellow, he snapped his head around to look at his attackers as his transformation began to complete. His clothes were thrown off in tatters as his body and legs grew, only stopping when he was near 7 feet and covered in muscle.
Standing to his full height he faced the group, which had already began to run. He wasn't concerned, he had his target picked. The small part of him that was human showed remorse with the plan but had no power over his feral form. Sprinting quickly he launched himself upward in a high jump, landing perfectly in front of the girl who had delivered the kick which turned him.
The girl stopped dead in her tracks as the massive form of the werewolf landed in front of her. Turning his head to the side he glanced at her with one bright yellow eye briefly before spinning quickly and pouncing on her.
Expecting a scream, he was surprised to see the girl had fainted. Throwing her over his shoulder he began scaling the two story wall of the alleyway, aware that her friends may come back with others, and though their bullets couldn't kill him, they sure hurt like hell.
Reaching the rooftop he lay the girl down, prowling along the edges and making sure they were alone. Lifting a massive storage container being used in the renovation of the building, he dragged it in front of the rooftop door, ensuring that noone would be able to disturb him.
Crouching into the shadows, he became nearly invisible, waiting and watching for his prey to awaken. Again his pitiful human side expressed it's regret for what was about to take palce, but the mind of the wolf was in control by far.
Staring at his most recent catch, the wolf marveled at how beautiful she actually was. What was she doing hanging around with those thugs? She was of average height, roughly 5'5, with straight shoulder length blonde hair. Her sleek frame expressed fitness, though it didn't slacken her curves. Luscious c-cup breasts were held firmly in place by her tight camo t-shirt, her blue jeans hugging her hips just right and showing off her well rounded ass. A North Face bubble jacket with a fur hood tried it's best to cover her form, but as it lay open, allowing entry to the cold, it did little to hide her perfection.
Suddenly she began to stir...
Groaning slightly the girl shifted her eyes open slowly. Snapping upward instantly she remembered the encounter in the alley. Was it a dream? Had she really seen what she thought? And if so why was she still alive? Glancing about her surroundings she stared in puzzlement at the doorway, blocked by a large dumpster. How had she gotten up here? Slowly an anxious feeling began to grow in the pit of her stomach. This wasn't over yet.
It was as she scanned the rooftop a second time that her eyes caught the two yellow circles, gazing at her intently from the black corner of the rooftop. Just as she was about to scream an enormous, black fur-covered creature launched itself at her from the shadows. Clamping a large clawed paw over her mouth it slammed her to her back.
The girl screamed uselessly into the black paw, which muffled her completely. Trying to swing her head to the side she was amazed at the strength of the creature as it held her firmly. Opening her mouth wide, she attempted to bite the paw, only to have a claw from the second one pressed ominously into her chest. Stopping the pressure of her mouth she did the last thing that she could thing of, she cried. Tears rolled swiftly down her face and onto the fur of the paw, wetting it quickly. She cried continuously as the wolf just held her there, gazing at her despair.
So close to her death, the girl was assailed with a multitude of thoughts, things she hadn't done yet, the horrible things she had, and of course the thought of never seeing her family again. It was due to this torrent of despair that she had failed to realize the true intentions of her predator. It was only as a wet patch began to form on her pant leg that she gazed at someplace other than the wolf's maw. A large pink erection was steadily dripping pre upon her jeans, soaking them.
The wolf still stared at her intently. "Breed the bitch." it's instincts told it. "Show her who her alpha is. No bitch can attack the dominant male and get away freely. Mount her. Dominate her." It didn't take long for his instincts to gain control. The wolf gave a toothy grin to himself as his 12 inch erection reached its full, hard, length.
Removing his paw briefly, he clamped it back down as the girl let out an ear-piercing scream. Growling ominously, he shoved his muzzle close to the girl's face, letting her know what the rules were. As he removed his paw a second time, with caution, he was happy to see she merely whimpered.
"P-p-please," stammered the girl, "please let me go! I swear I'll never do anything like this again. I didn't mean... I didn't realize... I-I..." she stopped as the wolf began to slowly thrust, rubbing his member against her leg. Cringing her face, she closed her eyes. Maybe this was all it wanted, maybe she could just let it rub against her until it was satisfied and left. The look of disgust still on her face, she laid her head back against the concrete and let the wolf do what it wanted, gasping as the it grabbed a hold of her hair and forced her to gaze at it's shaft, rubbing repeatedly against her leg, oozing pre the entire time.
Slowly the wolf raised a claw. Placing it at the neck of her shirt, it slid it down slowly. The razor sharp tool had no problem severing the fabric as it slid along. Soon the fabric burst open, revealing her perfect breast which flopped effortlessly from their now broken container.
"Oh God, please let me go..." she whimpered, embarrassment absurdly replacing her fear.
The wolf laughed. More of a growl to her, but unmistakably a laugh.
Slowly the wolf climbed further up her body, placing it's member between her breasts slowly. She looked at the wolf with pleading eyes.
"Please don't do this!" she said inexasperation.
The wolf only growled. Stopping as she began to slowly move her hands to her breasts. The wolf waited until she did what he wanted, squeezing her orbs together, forming a tight embrace around his still throbbing shaft. The girl cringe as a fresh wave of pre squirt from his large dick, splattering not only between her breasts, but a little on her lips as well. She tried to ignore the musk that came with it, succeeding only when the wolf began to thrust once more.
The laugh again escaped the Wolf's muzzle as it slid faster and faster against her. The wolf was quick to growl loudly if she loosened the squeeze on his shaft, making sure his bitch did as she was told to the best of her ability. Thrusting fully forward he waited, his member poised in front of her mouth. She began to sob once more, stopping as a paw grasped her hair and pulled her lips to the tip of his lupin member.
A conflict roared in her brain, this was her chance. She could clench her teeth and have revenge, maybe even escape! "No." she thought to herself, "It'll kill me."
The wolf began to push forward slightly, slowly pressing her lips apart. With a fresh wave of tears the girl resigned to her only chance at survival and opened her mouth accepting. With a low growl of satisfaction the wolf thrust into it, forgetting her breasts for the moment. Keeping its firm grip on her hair it pulled her head forward as it thrust, causing her to gag repeatedly on it's length.
After several minutes the wolf removed it's length from her mouth. Walking past her it grabbed her viciously by the hood of her jacket, and dragged her to the low brick wall that formed the buildings ledge.
The wolf pushed her roughly against it, her back against the wall and her head reaching over the top. The wolf grabbed her neck forcefully, though didn't choke her. Placing one foot on the top of the wall it straddled her face, once more shoving its shaft into her mouth. Gagging again on his length the girl cringed as he began to fuck her face viciously.
The wolf growled in pleasure again as he thrust repeatedly into her warm, wet mouth, the only other sound his balls smacking gently against her chin. Slowly he increased his pace, eventually moving back and forth rapidly, holding her head in place as he slammed into her mouth.
The girl was overtaken by the taste of his pre. A strong musky salty flavor that sat unpleasantly in her mouth and throat. Just when she though she couldn't take anymore the wolf pulled free of her mouth. Opening her eyes in relief she closed them again quickly as a torrent of cum rushed to her face. The first hot stream hit her above her left eye, splattering down over her mouth. The second stream landed on her lips, coating her mouth with his taste. Again and again he sent a line of seed to her face, stopping only after her face was nearly covered. The liquid sat hot and sticky, dripping in long lines to her breasts and stomach.
The wolf stepped back to admire the scene. He laughed again looking at the once "tough girl" covered in his cum and crying. "Now breed the bitch." his instincts told him. Make sure she never disobeys again.
The girl sat crying, thankful the ordeal was finally over, hopefully now he would leave. Just as she thought it to herself she gasped as she was lifted clean off the floor. Being spun quickly around she found herself placed with her chest against the top of the wall, as she stared two stories down to the alley below.
Screaming l9udly, her mouth was once again stuffed by the large black paw. The wolf took his other paw and, with the precision of a surgeon using a scalpel, sliced a line down the seat of her jeans. Letting go of her mouth, he bared the screams briefly as he tore apart the fabric, revealing a tight, round, beautiful ass. Putting his paw back to her mouth he pressed his chest against her back, holding her in place.
The girl screamed repeatedly into his paw, making hardly any sound, as the wolf began to slide his chest along her back, positioning his hard, wet shaft against her tight entrance. Gazing over the ledge himself the wolf laughed again. There in the alley below was the group of people he had been accosted by earlier.
In vain the girl tried to scream again to alert her friends, succeeding only in warming the middle of the wolf's paw. The wolf put his muzzle beside her ear, laughing softly as he slid agonizingly slowly inside of her.
"NO!" the girl screamed in her head. "NO PLEASE NOT THAT!" Her horror grew, consuming her. With every slow inch that entered her, the fight slowly drained from her body. Inch after inch slid forcefully into her tight passage, and the horror at the realization stole away all of her willingness to get away.
The wolf laughed again as the girls body went limp beneath him. "YES!" his instincts roared, "SHE IS YOURS!" The wolf pushed in the last inch of his large shaft and let it sit inside of her briefly. After a few moments of this he pulled out and slammed into her.
A scream once more met his palm as he thrust inside of her at a harsh, fast pace. The wolf growled in pleasure as the warm tight walls of her passage hugged his shaft. Repeatedly the wolf entered her, slamming her thighs against the wall roughly with each push. His balls smacked roughly against her firm, round ass, unnoticed by her friends below, who slowly turned and left the alley.
The wolf continued his frenzied fucking of his bitch for well over an hour before he began to reach his peak. The girl below him had submit completely. No longer did he need to even hold a paw over her mouth. Removing it he grabbed her hips tightly, digging his claws in slightly as he pulled her against his raging cock. Slowly he reached his peak, pushing in deeply to the hilt and releasing his hot cum into her waiting entrance. Letting loose a feral howl he came again and again. Clawing off her jacket and the remains of her shirt, he pulled out, spraying her back with stream after stream of seed as well.
Slowly his climax subsided. Stepping back he laughed again as the girl stayed where she was, leaning limply over the ledge, even though he no longer held her. Reaching forward he spun her to her back, once more pushing his muzzle to her face.
The girl stared at him emptily, ready for her fate. Slowly the wolf opened his maw and gave her a quick lick against her lips. Backing away the wolf lept from the rooftop and vanished into the shadows below.
He had found a new way to sate the hunger.
So much for beef chow-mein...