{"sf1_id":1041071,"sf2_id":"3egrWP31","title":"Wolfsbane II","author":"Leonicorn","words":1259,"posted_at":"2016-07-06T00:37:17.000Z","tags":["Canine","Cum","Gore","Human","Knot","Pseudo-Rape/NC","Rape","Rimming","Transformation","Werewolf","Wolf","Yiff"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1041071-wolfsbane-ii","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/3egrWP31","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b4/89/b489e158-9cbb-4f3c-bf83-0a9d98844081","description":"Part one is here: [https://www.sofurry.com/view/961458](https://www.sofurry.com/view/961458)","content":"The werewolf was spent but he wasn't done yet. He pulled the villager over and rubbed his face on what was left of his erection.  \n  \nThe man started licking his still wet sheath and balls. Ulf growled a little with pleasure and pushed his mouth over his cock with a paw, making sure he was cleaned thoroughly.\n\n \n\n \n\nOnce done he pushed the villager off and his stomach growled. It was time to feed. Ulf left the way he came through the front door.  \n  \nWith no golden orb to reveal him he slunk into the darkness in search of a meal. There was another farmstead not too far away.  \n  \nThis time he didn't knock but jump through what served as a window. The man inside shouted and tried to him with a club but his shouting turned to screams and once Ulf's claws reached his innards, he soon fell silent.  \n  \nHot blood and flesh soon filled his mouth and stomach. There was little fat to enjoy but what meat there was, was well used.  \n  \nUlf ripped off every last piece off the bones, leaving the organs largely untouched except where he silenced the villager.  \n  \nHe sat back and licked his chops and paws. The blood had began to clot and stick to his fur.  \n  \nIn the distance a hunting horn sounded and he froze. He was found. A grin spread across his gore stained face.  \n  \nHis human half cried out to run but his wolf half knew better. The fun could now truly begin.  \n  \nUlf made his outside and let loose a howl to answer the huntsman's call.\n\n \n\n \n\n_Awroooooooo!_   \n  \nIn the distance he could see torches being lit, the village was gathering and he was ready.  \n  \nThey streamed through the fields and as soon as their light reached him, he snarled and the line was broken.  \n  \nThe villagers were not ready for a real werewolf. They had brough fishing nets and pitchforks with their torches.  \n  \nHe slashed at the woman nearest to him, she screamed as she went down and half dropped their weapons and fled into the night.  \n  \nThe rest charged Ulf with their clubs raised. Like quicksilver he flowed around them snarling, snapping and slashing.  \n  \nThey fell screaming holding their injuries and they truly broke and rain, leaving their wounded and what little hopes they had of killing the beast.  \n  \nOnly the huntsman remained. Clad in hardened leather and crude iron studs, he had found a silvered spear and a battered shield.  \n  \nUlf leapt over the villagers and felt the spear glance off his shoulder. It stung and he grunted in pain but continued his charge slashing the Huntsman's leather chestplate.  \n  \nThe smell of freshblood filled his nose and he felt his cock poke through his sheath. The villager his took seemed years away and this one still had fight left in him.  \n  \nThe werewolf knocked the shield out of his hand and snapped the spear in half like a brittle twig. The huntsman backed away and drew a small dagger.  \n  \nHe brandished it with a picked up torch but Ulf still advanced.  \n  \nFear ignited in the huntsman's eyes as he noticed the red poking through the werewolf's black crotch fur.  \n  \n“_I'm going to make you my bitch.\"_ Ulf growled smelling the fear on the man. He circled slowly and carefully looking for an opening.  \n  \nThe huntsman's threw the torch at the werewolf's muzzle with one hand and with the other came down with the dagger.  \n  \nUlf pulled back then snapped forward catching the dagger in his teeth and with a almost careless wave of a paw knocked the torch to the ground.  \n  \nCold iron warmed in his muzzle and he watched the fear and thoughts race through the huntsman's eyes with his own yellow ones.  \n  \nThe man let go of the dagger and tried to run. Ulf spat out the weapon and grabbed his legs out from underneath him.  \n  \nThe huntsman fell to the ground heavily and tried to kick himself free. It was no use. The werewolf ripped his trousers off and positioned himself.  \n  \nNo matter how he twisted and turned, he couldn't get himself free from Ulf's weight and grip. He felt the beast's hot red tongue on his neck and shivered.  \n  \nHe knew what was next and braced himself.   \n  \nUlf cock was fully erect now. The struggling made him more hot then the villager's meek acceptance.  \n  \nHe lined up and thrust. The huntsman screamed and threw his body this way and that.  \n  \nThe werewolf pinned him down and growled, “_You're going to enjoy this._\"  \n  \nThe huntsman shook his head and yelled, “No! Never!\"  \n  \nUlf grinned and bit into the man's neck lapping up the blood and ignoring his screams for help.  \n  \nThe werewolf's drool soon took effect: the wound healed and the huntsman had stopped struggling.  \n  \nUlf removed his cock out and stuck rolled his tongue over the man's stretched arse. Who moaned and cursed in response.  \n  \nWhat had once hurt was now pure pleasure. The huntsman found himself erect and moaning loudly as the werewolf's tongue explored him.  \n  \nNow that he was properly warmed up, Ulf religned himself up and began thrusting, slowly at first but then harder with more speed.  \n  \nThe man gasped and felt hot in his face and crotch. He had never felt so good. Every thrust of the werewolf's hot red cock brought him closer and closer to something magical.  \n  \nUlf grunted and grabbed the man's waist tightly with his paws as he felt his knot swell within.  \n  \nThe huntsman gasped as he felt himself peak. The werewolf's knot stretched him filled him with hot seed and his own cock twitched and sprayed the ground as they shared their climax.  \n  \nMinutes felt like an eternity as the man filled with Ulf's cum. It began to leak out as the giant werewolf knot began to shrink and soon popped out.  \n  \nCum mixed on the ground with drool and dried blood.  \n  \nThe huntsman felt into the puddle breathing heavily as his legs shook like jelly. Everything was fuzzy with pleasure and he felt as if he was going to cum again.  \n  \nUlf stepped back to watch his handiwork. This one was the first worthy of being turned in many moon cycles.  \n  \nHis cock was rockhard and still leaking as the huntsman closed his eyes trying to come to grips with the waves of pleasure washing over him.  \n  \nHe felt as if he was on fire and began to rip what remained of his clothes off his now steaming body.\n\n \n\n \n\nWhen he opened his eyes the world was much too bright and his nose was filled with the overwhelming smells of sex and battle.  \n  \nThe man couldn't take it anymore and began to tear at his flesh, it came away in chunks and strips.  \n  \nFur and thickened skin grew through and he found himself with his hands on his head trying to silence his splitting headache.  \n  \n“Ugh!\" The still transforming man called out into the night. His body stretched and snapped, skin peeled off leaving glossy thick brown fur.  \n  \nHe growled and spat out teeth. His paws found his mouth and he clawed at his face, freeing his muzzle and ears.  \n  \nEverything about himself felt wrong but it soon became an overwhelming feeling of pleasure. The huntsman climaxed again and settled on the ground.  \n  \nUlf nudged the newly formed werewolf with his muzzle.  \n  \n“_Ullr._\" He growled, naming him.  \n  \nUllr opened his eyes and turned to his pack leader. Yellow eyes met green ones.  \n  \nHe bowed his head, “_What is your wish, Alpha?_\"","series":{"name":"Wolfsbane","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/961458-wolfsbane.json"}}