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Found

By Alexandria Zeta Aubis

I have to run. They're running behind me. They have dark jackets and guns, but they look hungry.

I'm not a runner. I can't keep this up. The yellow street lamps turn the streets into hazard stripes. There's a dumpster and a sewer grate, but they can see me. I'm panting, shaking, don't know where I am. It's all just brickwork blending together into a prison.

Most of the doors are shut, locked, barred over, can't stop, I need to find somewhere safe.

I see a white light, at the end of the alley. The door's ajar. I look back just in time to hear a ping off of the asphalt at my feet. Just run, get inside, get away.

My legs are giving, vision jumping, I'm going flat out again. My muscles are burning, screaming at me to stop, I hear another ricochet and ignore them. I'm in, slamming the door shut. I'm panting up against the door, locking it without even turning around. Details are coming slowly. The carpet is red, walls beige, the lights are fancy, crystalline, twisted and reflected by expensive jewels. I've caught my breath after a minute and started wandering around. Maybe I can find someone.

The hall opened into a... Well, a room. One end had what looked like a fully stocked kitchen, another had a bathroom in an adjoining tile room, then there was what looked like a dungeon area and a large, luxurious bed, fluffy and covered in what looked like silk pillows. There were cameras mounted everywhere, set up on tripods and attached above light fixtures, arranged just so none of them got into the scene. The room was so warm, it was way too hot, why am I so hot?

I stumbled forward, toward the bed. Something in the air. My lungs are burning. My skin is on fire. I rip off my shirt and shoes and pants. I can't stop myself. It's too much, I need to be cool, I need the bath but I can't reach. I make it to the bed. I see something flit into my view. A lock of hair. Long, blonde. I don't have long hair.

"What?"

My hand comes up over my mouth. My voice, it's higher, like when I was prepubescent or... Or like a woman. I was breathing heavily, fear creeping in as the heat on my skin died down. I saw my hand. All of my hair was gone. It looked smaller, slimmer, the fingers splayed.

"Oh, oh god what's happening to me?!"

No sooner do I say this than I feel like I've been punched in the gut. My stomach flattens out. My hips pop open in an achy way and my legs burn, like too many squats. I'm made of silk or something, my skin is too smooth, it feels good rubbing against the bed sheet. My nipples...

My nipples are huge, growing, my hands shoot away from them as I feel something bubbling in behind them. My chest twinges and pushes out into these bouncy globes of flesh. They weigh me down a little and I feel off balance, but they feel good when they come into contact with the sheets. It feels so good, I'm too sensitive, even tiny air movements are making my skin light up.

I looked back over my shoulder. My body was so slim, but I could see my thighs twitching. My flat, boxy rear was pushing up, bunching, bubbling out like my breasts, but with muscle, tight and holding everything together. My hand slipped over it and I felt the warm, moist, sensitive spot between the cheeks. I could feel my other set of cheeks growing hot. It felt weird, tighter, and unfamiliar even though I'd... well.... It's familiar territory.

I feel like I've got a steel bar lodged in my gut. I'm pulsing, I feel like I'm going to cum right there. It looked strange, sitting there between my smooth thighs, letting it run up against my soft flesh made me gasp. Then I felt something... pulling. My balls tug and pull up into me with a wet pop. I watch my cock shrinking, still pulsing, harder than I've ever been, I reach back and try to grab it, I can feel my guts shift, making room.

"No no no! Shit! No!"

Even my voice sounds hot, high pitched and desperate, but it didn't stop my dick from retreating back into a new, moist, swollen set of lips, plump with blood and tingling with need. My finger brushes my new cli-

"Aaaahh! Fuck!"

I'm on the bed, I turn around and look down at myself. I see my breasts pooling, the weight on my chest. My legs are splayed out and I see the little triangle of my pubic area, curling my hips slightly and showing my soft lips. I lay back for only a second to recover. My mind keeps trying to rationalize things but my body keeps lighting up and jarring me out of my thoughts. I keep my hands away, I don't want to do anything just yet, I need to figure this out, but there's this need, this hunger, I need something to fill that in.

"Goddammit I want a cock!"

My voice echoes off of the walls. My jaw shuts with a click. I just said that. I didn't even think first. It just came to my lips. Came. Lips. _Shit._I'm also naked in someone's weird porn studio and running from some mysterious people with guns. I look down for my clothes and try not to touch too much.

Then a door opens. One on the far side of the room, near the kitchen. I'm paralyzed. He's probably seven feet tall, rippling with hard muscles and thick, brown fur. His hand... paw... whatever looks like it could fit my whole head in the palm. His eyes are yellow and he's got huge, thick, white fangs longer than pairing knives.

That's not what I see first though. What I see first is the nearly foot long, thick doggy dick between his legs, bobbing and throbbing out of a sheath with a thick knot to match. It's bright, bright red and has a tip glistening with pre. He must have been watching me.

"Oh, okay, wait, hey, this is a mistake-"

He let out a growl that reverberated in my smaller ribcage. I tried to back away on the bed. His head lowered and he growled again, his tongue lapping over his muzzle.

"Hey! No! I'm not! You can't! I'm not a-"

He pounces, his paws grabbing my legs and pulling me to the edge of the bed by them. It's burning between my legs, it feels like molten metal bouncing against my belly. I keep trying to pull away but he's too strong, impossibly strong. He pulls back and spreads my legs, his tip meeting my lips and brushing against my clit again. It's too much, it's too hot, it's... Pushing... In!

It feel so good!

His wolf meat is warm and stretching my insides, I feel like I've got a second mouth between my legs. He pushes up against my clit in a move and I feel a shock running through me from that button. I don't want to pull back anymore. Oh god, this is what I need, oh fuck, it's so hot, it's spreading me and pushing up into my belly. I pull up tight to him and he pushes further, he jams into a certain spot and-

"Uuuhh! Oh fuck! Oh god!"

He leans down and bites into my neck. I squeal and feel warm, sticky blood running down my neck. I felt a sharp pain, but it just made it better, rebounding off of the pushing and pulling inside me. I'm tightening on it, it's so tight, it kinda hurts but it feels so good I can't stop and I won't let him stop. He pushes me back and grips my thighs, grabbing one of my legs while I feel my own blood and sweat rubbing into the sheets. I feel something happening, something heating up again, but it's drown out in each thrust. I watch him take up my ankle and extend his tongue, running it over my foot from heel to ball, along the arch. My toes curl and when they come back up I see black claws.

Claws. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

I try to say something but then I feel him jamming deeper. His tongue is running over the ball of my foot and between my toes. I feel pads pressing out against his muzzle and my arch stretching in his grip, my ankles tightening as they change again. I arch my back as my veins stand out, on fire, skin twitching and reddening with muscles.

"Uhhhrr, rrr, uhg, oh, ahrrr!"

My voice is a little huskier, growlier. I can feel hairs poking back out, into fur, soft and sexy and tangling with his. His muzzle runs over my smaller toes before he puts down my left foot and starts on my right. It's practically a full paw. I'm digging into the sheets, I'm getting closer, I can feel him moving faster, hard, the bed frame shaking, my body tightening and strengthening, my mind pulling apart, I want to cry and scream and roar and fuck and kill and Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!

I feel another hard, thick pop between my legs. I scream. I hear it shaking the windows. His fur was up against mine. I feel his paws rubbing against my nipples... and my other nipples, and the ones below those. He grips me and practically lifts me on his cock. He keeps pushing in and out but he's too slow. I need him to go faster I'm so close but I need him to do it harder and why the fuck wont he fucking-

My growl shakes the walls and I twist my hips to the side. He yips and falls to the ground and practically makes the bed jump when he lands. When he smacks the floor I feel him jump as deep as he's ever been inside of me and I scream again when my knees hit the floor on either side of his rock hard thighs. I'm on top of him now. My tail curls and my fangs are exposed as I lean down and put them around his throat. I can tell it scares the shit out of him, so I keep pumping down onto the ramrod stuck inside me. My claws are tearing into his chest in long rents and I can't resist biting down a little, just enough to get his neck ruff and to feel his throat tighten. I feel blood welling under my claws and a heavy growl rising in my throat again before I feel it finally happen.

The first wave hit like thunder. My mouth opens and I howl into the air while I feel it crashing into my body. I can feel him shooting up into me while he gives a strangled little grunt. He whined when my hips keep moving, erratic, up and down, lighting new wildfires inside of me. I see stars and feel electricity pulsing into me. I lean forward and wrap my arms around him and he twitches, sensitive. I growl contentedly as waves keep rolling, lapping at the bay, bathing me in a strong, sexual afterglow.

For a minute he tries to move and I growl. He stops, breathing slowing below me. He gives a little whimper. One of my eyes open and I smile at him.

It takes a little while. His knot deflates, but I take my time to pull off of him. We're a little sloppy down there but what's the bath for otherwise? I lead him over by the scruff of the neck and start up the water. He looks at me a little confused at first, it's adorable, he's practically a puppy. We're not using words yet though, I lift my right paw and push his muzzle into it before he finally starts licking. I'm purring like an engine. It's so good, his tongue is so long and soft, like a dog.

I slip onto the tub and reluctantly pull my foot away just in time to slip his muzzle between my legs. I can hear the sexy, commanding growl in my voice when I say

"Careful down there, boy."

His tongue laps slowly, gently along my lips as he's getting a taste of his own juices mixed with mine. My grip tightens on his skull when his cold nose bumps them and practically shove it in when it touches my clit. It's so sensitive I want to scream, but I'm in command mode right now, I just growl and allow my hand to relax. I feel thick claws gripping the tub and look down at my white fur. I look up and see one of the cameras was flipped around during our fucking. The view screen is open.

There I am. Pure white. The only parts that aren't are a small spot above my left eye, my shiny black nose, and my eyes, burning yellow. My legs are spread and I'm sitting on the edge of a tub, not much bigger than I was when I became a woman but brimming with muscle tone. I can track the tense stuff from my sides to my stomach as it goes just out of view. I see this hulking, gigantic man-creature stuck between my legs, supplicating himself as much out of desire as fear.

I'm fucking beautiful. I see the she-wolf smiling back at me.

Then the door bursts open. Men in black jackets, with black hats, guns in hand. They look down at the clothes, then at the cameras, then at us. Two of them step back, one of them is shaking as he points the gun at me.

I'm still smiling.

"Fetch."

My impromptu lover turns and bounds after the pair that are sprinting off when I leap on all fours from the bath tub to the bed. The guy just manages to get the gun on me while I'm hanging in mid-air over him. I come down on him fangs first. I feel warm arterial spray in my muzzle. My claws are sinking into his skin. I'm all motion, no thought, red staining, sex glowing, rage and confidence and the hard impact of gravity on my side. I'm ripping him to shreds before I even realize my fuck toy is back. He's looking similarly adorned in gore. I look down at the man. He's in ragged pieces and they're staining the carpet.

My muzzle turns. I see myself again. My white fur is soaked in red. My breasts are covered in gore and parts. My claws are thick with blood and still have his chest in my palms. My muzzle is covered, the spray having dripped out of my mouth and left long trails.

I see my blood soaked fangs on screen again for a second. Then I'm off, bounding into the night, my little male right behind me.