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_ I just need to stay composed; take deep breaths and keep myself under control._

Goldie knocked on her Stud's door lightly curling her fingers tip as the urge to scratch surged, stuffing her hands under crossed arms immediately before she relented. Her teeth gnashed suppressing anxious growls as her knees fidgeted, hips wiggling as her excitement grew fearing, if not relishing, the phantom sensation of her lupine tail wagging under her shorts.

Oh, please. Stay in control. I can't assume he called me over for a booty call…even if I have given him the impression I don't mind that. But, he could want something completely different. Maybe just to talk, go out to lunch, or if he is feeling intimate maybe he just wants to cuddle. I don't mind that, as long as I can lie with him in our hides...feel his warmth…his touch…his girth.

_ _ Panting filled tugging ears and wet her jaw wincing frightfully as Goldie swallowed her tongue back into her mouth covering up with her hands.

I'm so horny. I'm in heat aren't I? It's because I'm becoming more wolf than woman that I feel like this these days. Ever since I found out the pills altered me without needing them, whenever I feel that rush of primal desire I've had since I was young…

The wagging sensation increased as slipped back into her panting, trembling hands brought closer to her chest as she stood on her toes and gazed lustfully at the door, soft whines escaping her voice as she called for her stud to hurry.

So hard to control…don't…want to control. Want to be free. Want to express myself the way I know I am. Want to be w…wo…

She clenched her hands tightly once more digging the involuntary growing tips of animal claws under her fingernails into thickening leather flesh, the sharp pain bring her back to her current reality even as her thoughts continue to howl for her nature to be released.

I wish he would understand. But I'm afraid to show him. What if he runs away? What if he laughs and thinks me as a joke? I know I'm risking a relationship with a normal guy when I've had other mates that loved to pretend to be an animal with me. But those people only did that much; pretend. Even the few who claimed to be connected to their inner wolf wouldn't even considering joining me as one when I offered the pill. No; this one I'm attracted to because he's honest with himself, a human who knows he is human.

_ _ The widening grin that stretched over her face froze thinning back into a frown as she pondered a harsh truth that will inevitably follow the day her infatuation discovered her secret. Would he…love a human that knows she is a wolf though?

_ _ “Sorry; coming," Goldie hears her boyfriend call out wrestling with her nervous body to stand straight and relax.

Don't worry about that now. Just breathe in and out slowly and deeply, remember that you are still human first, a wolf last.

_ _ Goldie closed her eyes as she did so, though the scent of her boyfriend began to fill her nostrils nearly breaking her concentration as her need throbbed within her shorts.

Just breathe. Breathe and…

The door swung open, the scent of her boyfriend strong as she opened her eyes and beamed wildly. He was naked!...well, mostly; he held a towel wrapped around his waist as the rest of his exposed flesh glistened from a cleansing shower, his hair matted and wet giving off a unique smell from his conditioner.

“Hey Goldie," he greeted with a smile. “Sorry I took so long. Just hopped out of the shower. Hope you don't mind that I'm a little underdressed at the moment."

Is…is he trying to break me this easily?

Her tongue fought to escape her gaping mouth shutting it down quickly before her animal side could slip out. “Uh…no, not at all," Goldie waved timidly darting her eyes to lessen the erotic spell swimming in her veins, his musk not helping the matter. At least his clean Goldie considered; his scent not as strong as it could be, though her sense of smell is overly heightened at the moment.

Her boyfriend looked sheepishly flustered at Goldie's reaction. “I can grab my clothes first before we talk if that would make things less awk…" Before he can finish he absentmindedly (or blatantly) released his grip on the towel to scratch his head, the two of them gazing at his crouch.

He is already half mast, the strong scent Goldie breathed in his arousal.

“Crap," her boyfriend bellowed crouching and swiping his towel flicking it back around his waist hastily. “This is not what it looks like. Hot showers relax me so much that some thoughts…slip in…and…Goldie? You feeling ok?"

Goldie had stepped inside swinging the door shut behind, iron clicking as her panting returns, her thoughts primal. Lustful eyes glared at her boyfriend…her stud… creeping towards him hunched over walking on the balls of her feet, unable to fight her beastly mood after the signs of her mate's lewd intentions were confirmed.

He's horny. I'm horny. Need to mate…need to mate NOW!

“Whoa. You're going 'dog-mode' again, aren't yo-oomhff" Goldie's hungry lips cut him off as she lunged and clung to his naked body, his towel dropping to the floor once more as he ultimately welcomed his lover's wild affections wrapping around her sides and squeezing passionately in their heated embrace.

He didn't seem to mind her actions, the sounds of her whines and yelps nor her licking animal kisses tolerated as her mate pecks her face and neck with ravenous kisses, his groping hands reaching down to her rear lifting her up higher onto her toes.

“Not what I had planned," she listens to him moan, “But if it is what my bitch wants…"

_Bitch? _ Her stud has never called her that before, not even in anger. And the way he said it now; he couldn't possibly be referring to her as…

Goldie's thoughts wavered distracted at her lifting arms over her head and the shirt her stud help remove, his amorous gaze spying her bra as his fingers tickled behind her back undoing the strap and freeing her perky mounds. She looked back in kind watching his wide smile as she aggressively snaps off the button from her shorts and shoves it and her soaked panties around her ankles, feet slipping out of her shoes and socks until they were both naked and free.

Her mate's head shook; stunned and speechless save for his shallow lustful breaths. His hands caressed Goldie's curvy figure up to her breasts, stepping in closer until his coiled arms pulled her completely into him; flesh mingling.

“You are a strange puppy, my Goldie," her stud coolly commented stroking her hair. “And I swear your perfume gets headier and intoxicating the more I'm around it."

You…smell me?

“I don't know what drives you like this Goldie. But I must admit that I'm growing fond of it. If this is what you want then wait in my bedroom. I'll only be a moment."

Mate! Goldie whines, prying away from his loosening hold as she dashes into his bedroom leaping onto his mattress. As her stud searched around his living room his lady in waiting sat down on her haunches like a good bitch, hands and arms straight keeping her propped up; her panting ceaseless.

Yes, mate! In heat, ready to mate! Ready to…to…

A stroke of clarity broke through the primal fog in Goldie's mind looking over her body; her posture and behavior. Soft whines creak as she drops onto her back flailing her limbs, her body curling up naturally into a submissive pose belting anxious barks as she tried to fix her posture but felt little compulsion to do so, comfortable continuing to behavior like her inner animal.

I can't…I don't want to stop. But, he'll see me like this. No; he's going to laugh at me or freak out. Don't want to lose him yet…need to be human. Need to be…

_ _ “I have something for my pet."

Goldie's eyes widens darting to the bedroom door where her boyfriend stood; his face gone blank momentarily witnessing her submissive animal posture on the bed. She manages to roll onto her belly unable to control her panting, intimidating whines creeping up her throat before catching a glimpse of something long and dangling in her mate's hands, a length of brown leather attached to a dog collar in one hand.

Collar? Goldie stunningly wonders uncertain why her boyfriend had brought it out.

His perplexed gaze melts away into grin, sultry eyes exploring her nude figure as he steps into the room and circles around the bed tapping the bottom end of the leathery strap against his hips. “I hope I'm not misinterpreting your signals Goldie," he speaks coolly though he bashfully blushes, “but I came to notice that you seem to really like acting like a dog when I'm not around."

Wolf! Goldie's thoughts bark in annoyance, yet his ignorance is overlooked as her hopes suddenly rises; her panting quickening.

“I'm surprise you feel comfortable showing me this side of you now," he chuckles sitting down over the edge of the mattress as he offers the collar to Goldie; the collar hot pink, nothing to fancy or showy other than the material made of velvet. Although she was never really found of feeling something tight around her neck she lowers her head and instead offers her mate the pleasure of strapping it on, his grin stretching as he carefully wraps and loops the collar on with a click.

“I confess that the last few times I've left you alone I caught you acting this way," he goes on stroking the velvet collar and Goldie's silky neck. “I stayed as quiet and out of sight observing you as you seemed to crawl on your hands and knees whining like an animal. Seeing your butt wiggling like you have a tail is actually quite adorable."

Really? Goldie's eyes grew big expressing her elation, moving her hands on top of her boyfriend's left leg as she stood as if on all fours, her rump wiggling the way she hopes he likes.

He laughs, but it's a cheerful chuckle as he yanks on the collar with his leathery leash (but not very forcefully) pulling closer and pressing his lips upon hers. Goldie nearly loses it wanting nothing but to lick his face affectionately, thankfully finding restraint enough to kiss back instead.

“It's strange," her mate continues pull back from their kiss, their eyes entranced. “I should be a bit more concerned. It's not really normal for someone to enjoy pretending to be a dog this much."

Wolf! She barks incoherently, her boyfriend flinching back in mild fright before chuckling again.

“Case in point. But still…" He shuffles further onto the bed facing Goldie directly, his hands gliding over her shoulders. “I don't know what makes this different, but I rather find your zeal for this cute. Goldie; is there something you need to tell me? Is there a reason you have a pension for behavior like a canine?"

Stud…

Goldie's voice leaves her looking down and away from her boyfriend shyly, afraid to tell him the truth still despite him asking about it; afraid that if she tried all that would continue to spill from her maw is barks and whines.

Lovely assurance of her mate's devotion returned as he caressed her cheeks scooting closer to her, surprising even Goldie with gentle nuzzling rubs from his face. Her panting revives as amorous bliss filled her soul heightened by the rouse of her beastly lust surging strongly to be fulfilled, the phantom sensation of her tail as real as ever as she feels it whip and curl back.

“That's ok," her boyfriend sweetly mutters, his hands traveling down the side of her back causing Goldie to shudder pleasantly. “I understand something like this might have some strange stories to talk about. When you're ready I'll listen. But for now, all I want to do with is make you happy. And if feeling like an animal makes you happy, then let me be your stud today and treat you like one."

Stud!

“Mmm…did I ever mention how intoxicating you smell? If this is you or whatever perfume you're wearing it is driving me crazy."

Per…fume?

What questions raised fell from suckling lips as Goldie's stud advances swiftly locking moaning mouths as his hands hooked under her arms and grasped her sides pull each other into a passionate embrace. Her own hands wrapped behind her mate's hugging tightly as her heat spurred, bodies seemingly melting into each other seeking the need of warm flesh upon flesh stimulating their lust.

“Stud!" Goldie yelped, breaking their kiss as her animal instincts favored licks and nuzzles, her stud chuckling as he lifted his head and offered his neck for Goldie's affection to bathe.

“My Goldie so frisky," he says, his hands petting her sides as he reaches down to her hips and pulls her under his body forcing the whining woman onto her back. Goldie's panting maw is unyielding, her arousal heightening as she reveled in her mate's act of dominance, the stern gaze of primal lust as he playfully growled; one hand reaching to cup her left breast and squeeze. “Does my bitch want to play?"

Goldie barked; inhibitions ceased as she continued to respond in her canine ways. The fears of her mate's rejection were no longer of concern as she felt free to explore her animal personality in her stud's presence, panting back excitedly as he watched with amorous amusement.

“Can you show me how much you like to play my pet?" her stud asked leaning into her chest as he kissed the cliffs of her mounds, his teeth gently nipping at her nipples.

“Aw-AWWWRRROoooo!!!" Goldie howled, head cocked back against the pillows as her arms tucked in; her hands limp around his head, body stretched and postured showing her submissiveness to her stud.

She hears her mate moan, his kisses traveling down from her breasts to her stomach eliciting euphoric shudders, whining elated as she shut her eyes and took in the sensual play of her mate. “I don't know why," her stud spoke between kisses to her flesh, “but hearing you howl like an animal is rousing something primal in me as well. And that smell…you smell so good below…"

Smell good Goldie thought as she felt her stud's head slip past her navel straight down between her legs, yelping softly at the curious prods of her mate's nose brushing against her furry folds.

“You smell so inviting," he moans feeling his sniffing snorts upon her wet sex. “My bitch is in heat. You need your mate to quench it…to fill…"

Fill me Goldie nearly whined, howling pleasantly instead as her body flushed with sexual rapture. She looked past her breasts gazing at her ravenous man nibbling and tasting her swollen sex, blissfully shocked at the wild aggressiveness of his lashing tongue. It is as if his own beast is surfacing.

Much like Goldies.

Mate!

The panting bitch writhed rolling onto her belly, clamoring to her knees as she held her rump high to her mate's face while remaining lower to the bed; presenting. Her wolfish urges took over full control, nothing Goldie wished to complain, howling softly for her mate to accept her full invitation and claim her as she dreamed.

“My Goldie ready to mate?" her stud growls with vigor sending chills up her spine and neck from its fierce tone.

She howls beckoning her mate to mount, her rear wiggling in anticipation; the phantom sensation of her wagging tail too real to be fake.

“Let me just…" Her stud's words falter as his face once more is buried into her sex, his wet tongue adding extra coating eating her pussy greedily. Body quivers in euphoric delight tensing up compelled to stand as proudly as her animal self would lost to the fever of baser desires, her throbbing maw wide creating a pool of saliva underneath her panting tongue.

Mate! Mount! Tie! Fill! Pups! Pack! Mate!!!

“Fuck!" her stud growls excitedly once more, “This scent…I feel wild Goldie. I feel…feel…"

Howls bellow within the bedroom surprising Goldie as its chilling call came from her boyfriend, his howl strangely authentic. His song flushed her being hotter than ever before howling along with her stud. Her pitch heightened at the end, sweltering eyes bulging as she felt her mate grasp something on her body that shouldn't be there, and yet happy that he did.

“Tail…soft and warm. You like being a dog, don't you Goldie?"

Her voice nearly broke through her heavy panting to remind her mate of her lupine nature, but she stayed quiet as she looked back mesmerized at the sight she is witnessing. Her tail; long and furry, her stud held its base with a tight hand rubbing his sniffing face over the animal appendage panting happily. But it wasn't just the reveal of her grown tail that astonished her. Her stud's face…fur is growing over his cheeks and his teeth appeared sharpened; canines lengthened into fangs. His ears; the tips were pulling out into fuzzy points. His nose; the skin around them is darkening feeling the leathery hide rubbing against her rump and tail.

His eyes…golden shines beaming lustful intentions; her mate appeared to be changing much like her.

Like me…

The mattress shifted underneath her as she felt her mate's hands glide over her sides, fingers clutching near under her belly. The pleasurable caress of firm hands escalated as she realized those eager fingers brushed and comb through rapidly sprouting fur blanketing her naked hide. Her stud's weight pressed on top of her, his pelvis grinding behind sensing the tip of his arousal prodding for her moist entrance. Hands and feet ache feeling the center of her palms and arches elongating, her stretching feet clamoring to stand on the balls and toes instead shifting her posture for something more naturally animal.

Control…losing…

The fright of Goldie unable to fight back her changes even without the special pill is starting to become a reality, but with her mate seemingly unaffected by her overwhelming physical metamorphosis she no longer feels the need to hide her wolf side. The fact she senses the same transformation coming over her mate, a shock that it is even possible without him taking the pill as well, only urges Goldie to fulfill her lustful desires letting the beast free.

Can be wolf. Be Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!!!

Goldie yelps and growls at the intense mix of pain and pleasure coursing her body as her mate's fangs ensnare the nape of her fuzzy neck, his manhood plunging inside the depths of her center simultaneously. She locks up remaining tensely still as her stud begins to thrust fervently, awash with nothing but primal ecstasy. All the other pretenders, the fursuiters and spiritual fakers that claimed they understood her passion for her lupine soul; none of them claimed Goldie the same way her stud claims her now.

And the fact his body changes with her as the mate, feeling fur against fur and paws brushing against paws; this moment is heaven for Goldie.

Wolf! Mate! Tie!

Her world shook as her stud rocked her body violently, the ferocity of his humping thrusts identical to what she expected from a full size mate, his dominance incredibly rapturous. This is what it must feel like to be taken by an alpha stud. Though she values her pride as a strong individual, there is no shame in desiring an equally strong and dominant mate.

Snarls and whines tugged at her widening ears, bones cracking and popping feeling her face protrude and grow out into her lupine muzzle, tongue hanging out long in her heated pants. Her stud's humping increased in speed and force relishing the tight squeeze of his knot popping inside her, tying together. His pre washes within her preparing for his true potency, her head cocking back as she began to howl softly taken by the waves of sexual euphoria that burns her furry body.

Fill! Breed! Pups! Pack! Mate!!!!

Goldie's hanging maw stretches wide, eyes half shut staring blissfully blank, her stud's wolfhood exploding within gushing his welcoming seed. Paws rake and tear at his bedsheets underneath them thrusting her rump into his loins burying his knot as deep as it can go, not wanting one drop of his potency to spill between them as her body drank voraciously. There is no other jubilation she has ever experienced than this moment, as two wolves bonded together as they are now.

Maaaaaate… Goldie's primal thoughts growled, accepting her stud as the one she wished to keep; feeling this is fate.

To Goldie's surprise as she opened drowsy eyes, time has passed; the daylight glowing from her stud's covered window shifted, and the clock on his nightstand reading an hour later than it was when she arrived. That didn't matter much to her, whining blissfully as could feel her mate lying and spooning behind her, his arms wrapped around her furry chest.

Arms…not furry?

What did matter is her stud's appearance…and how it contrasts with Goldie's.

Normal body hair is all that remained on her stud's human shaped arms, rolling onto her back to get a better look of the rest of his form. He was human again, handsome and broad as always but with no hint of wolf upon him like before. Or was that all in her head? The pills that helps transform Goldie into a wolf did have a strange habit of causing mild hallucinations. The physical changes; of course, were real but when the changes did start the drug tends to mess with the user's mind a bit forcing primal induced and erotic imagery to coax sexual stimulation. Whether this was a design of the drug to activate the endorphins and make the bone cracking and body stretching metamorphosis easily to handle or a side effect unintentionally acting like an aphrodisiac Goldie wasn't certain.

Maybe it was in my head Goldie contemplates admiring how cute her mate slumbers when tired out. My stud…why would he have gone so far to pretend for me if he had just found out…

As Goldie reached for her stud's cheek she jerked her hand back immediately. Her hand…it's her animal forepaw.

Springing up to her rump she frantically scans her entire body astonished by her lupine appearance, her fur and muzzle and tail prominent and real. Despite how much she loves feeling her animal qualities upon her person this moment is hindered with the fright of her mate waking up any second and catching her in this anthropomorphic form.

Even if what he said to me earlier is true…how would I explain this? If I say it is a fursuit he might think I've taken my canine fascinations too far. Or even if he was comfortable with that idea, what if he asks me strip or show off the seams or anything like that?

Her lupine ears tugged erect as they listened to her stud groaning rolling in bed, turning her gaze back to him hastily. Luckily; he still looked asleep but he is moving around too much. Is he waking up?

No…not yet. He can't see me like this yet until…until…

Regrettably; Goldie preferred to take her chances out in public than with her mate rushing out of the bedroom as stealthily as possible without rousing her boyfriend. She grabbed her clothes slipping the tattered remains of her shirt back on, whining that she couldn't do the same for her shorts. Again; she felt she could pass off her form to the public outside as long as she stuck to the lie of being in costume. At least no one outside would recognize her like this…and hopefully no one will be too offended with how provocatively form fitting she appeared.

Perhaps she should keep her tail tucked between her legs for the time being lest the police would get involved. At least the walking distance between here to her car and back to her apartment was short.

“Goldie?"

He's awake Goldie shuddered whining once more in terror.

“He-hey stud," she timidly answers back from the living room snatching the rest of her things. “I have to go. Sorry to run out like this."

Her animal ears can hear him shuffling in the bedroom getting out of bed. “So soon? I didn't do anything wrong, did I? I just thought you liked being treated like…"

“NO; you were wonderful sweetie!" she barked back covering her muzzle as she staggered to the front door. “I just…I need to pickup a friend from work. Her car broke down and she needs a ride home."

Silence, and then her stud's feet brushed lazily along the carpet floor heading towards the living room. “Sorry to hear. Well; if you need an extra pair of hands I could probably take a look at…"

\ **SLAM* * The front door closes loudly just as her stud enters the living room, dumbfounded.

“I'll call you again really soon stud!" Goldie shouts through the door, panting resting her body against it as she tries to regain her composure.

“Alright," she hears him say inside. “You take care. Love you, my mate!"

My mate Goldie's mind lingers on her stud's last words, her tail wagging as the thought of being with him again soon stirs her loins. No, not now. This is already going to be embarrassing enough walking to garage like this…not that I mind if people weren't judging me for being a wolf.

_ _ As she makes her way to the elevator Goldie begins to contemplate about the next time they would be together, deciding then and there that she would reveal everything to her stud. Her inner wolf, the drugs, the fact she's taken too much of them over the year that she can shapeshift without them…albeit beyond her control. If she is going to bank on this male to be her soulmate she would need to be upfront and truthful no matter how awkward or nightmarish the moment might become.

Maybe…_Goldie wonders scratching under her lupine muzzle, entering a thankfully empty elevator. _Maybe he'll admit that he does have his own inner wolf. After all; hallucination or not, he was very persistent in making me feel comfortable letting mine out in front of him. I wonder…if he would be willing to try the pills. She whimpers curiously as the doors shut.