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This story was written for Bluetippedwolf. It contains M/M and M/F sex between consenting adults, incest, transformation and rough sex. :3

[center][b][u]Seeking Something New[/u][/b][/center]

David had something of a problem. It wasn't the biggest problem ever, at least not in the grand scheme of all life's important issues, but it still took up a relatively disproportionate amount of space and time running through the twenty year old man's mind. He had a steady job that was a little dull but utterly inoffensive. He had some friends, albeit none of them the kind of super close, share anything friendships he read about or saw in media. He shared a small but pretty nice apartment in a pretty okay part of town with his older sister who was a senior in college and probably the closest thing he had to a true [i]best friend[/i]. He was single, but he was cute enough that he managed to go on at least one date a month, and found himself hooking up with someone for sex at least that often too. All in all, David's life was pretty decent. But still, there was that problem, and much as he wished he could ignore or escape it, it was intrinsically linked to one very key, inescapable part of his life.

He was attracted to his sister. Sexually, physically, and indeed emotionally attracted to her. But... if that wasn't bad enough, and he knew based on everything he had ever heard, read and seen about incest that it [i]was[/i] bad, she was attracted to him too, which made their living situation a near constant struggle against their own collective willpower. The two of them had grown up in a fairly liberal home, though perhaps liberal more due to their parents not paying much attention to them as opposed to actively encouraging a less restrictive, more free-spirited atmosphere. As kids and teenagers they'd fought as all siblings did, but in the end they had relied on one another when they made mistakes as all those with few boundaries were bound to make. In doing so, they had grown close. They had become friends as well as brother and sister, and so when David turned eighteen and informed his parents that after graduating high school he really didn't have any interest in going to college, his sister had stepped in to offer him an option. To let him move into the city with her from their small town home, somewhere he could have a much better chance of finding a job and making a life for himself beyond the same ten thousand people around which they had grown up.

The first few weeks of David and Cassie living together had been incredible, filled with pizza and movie nights and video game marathons in between Cassie's classes and David's job hunting. But it hadn't been long before their rather liberal upbringing had come back to bite them now that they were on their own, with no parents to be embarrassed by and no other roommates, no outside influences to moderate their familial familiarity. One morning after taking a shower, David had realised he'd left his towel in his bedroom. Rather than borrowing Cassie's towel however, or yelling to her and asking if she'd pass it through the door to him, he had simply opened the bathroom door and walked dripping, stark naked down the hallway to his room, with the living-room doorway wide enough open that Cassie had seen him do so. She wolf whistled, and though they both just laughed it off as David slipped into his room and began to dry off, both of them had felt their cheeks burn in a manner more excited than bashful.

Less than a week after that, the two of them had been watching a movie together on the couch when Cassie had murmured something about being uncomfortable, unbuttoned her shirt, and with her brother right there beside her pulled off her bra before slowly re-fastening her shirt, giving David ample time to catch sight of her breasts. Within a couple of weeks more the two of them were walking aound the apartment in their underwear and nothing more most of the time, and as the summer approached and the weather got hotter Cassie started to forgo even the long t-shirts she had been wearing over her panties before, remaining entirely topless as they ate, talked and gamed together.

Of course, at that point they had still both feigned innocence about what was happening, about how they felt when they were around one another. Not once had Cassie seen David looking physically aroused while she was walking around naked, and she had no proof whatsoever that the only reason for that was her brother regularly sneaking off to masturbate, cumming in record time as he closed his eyes and pictured his sister's gorgeous breasts and imagined pressing his lips to her rich, dark brown skin. No proof at all. But, that all changed just a couple of months after they'd moved in together.

David didn't know why he didn't knock on Cassie's bedroom door that particular day. From when they were kids the rule had always been that if a bedroom door was shut, you knocked and waited before entering. It was one of the few household rules that had been enforced with any regularity, and especially during his teenage years David had been immensely glad of that privacy he had been offered by the closed door. As such he had always respected it for others too, and even when he and his sister had moved in together they had continued to uphold that tradition of knocking if and when they found their sibling's bedroom door shut. But that day, for whatever reason, David had been distracted. He hadn't been thinking, and so as he murmured his sister's name, ready to ask her whether she wanted him to cook that evening or if they wanted to order in a curry, he had opened the door without the slightest notice.

Of course, Cassie had been masturbating. If she had screamed and demanded him to get out, that would have been one thing. It might even have put to bed the inappropriate feelings which David had already been having about his sister's body, though maybe that itself was just something David had told himself to try and excuse how things had actually turned out since then. Instead though, rather than freaking out or getting angry at David, Cassie had been calm and casual. She had stopped working the toy in and out of her pussy, but let if in there, still holding onto it with one hand and still with its vibrating motor sending a dull, wet buzzing noise echoing into her brother's ears as she blushed and giggled.

"Can whatever it is wait? I... mmmh, I'm just about to cum."

David had swallowed, nodded, and turned to leave. Before the door had even closed behind him though he had heard the unmistakable slurping of Cassie beginning to work the toy into herself rapidly once again, and as he stood on the far side of the door just seconds later, uncontrollably reaching for his rapidly swelling cock within his boxer briefs as it throbbed and twitched in unbearable excitement, he had heard his sister grunt, the bed within the room creak, and as he took his cock in hand and began to pump it rapidly, he'd heard her shriek of undeniable orgasmic ecstasy.

There was no way Cassie could have known that her brother was listening in, no way she could have known that upon hearing her cum he had done the same, climaxing after just seconds of touching himself and barely holding back a frantic cry of her name as her only slightly muffled screams rang in his ears. But ever since that afternoon, ever since David had hurriedly stripped off his underwear and used them to mop up the streaks of cum which he had shot across the hallway's wooden floor and across the opposite wall of the corridor, something had changed between them. A barrier had dropped, and any semblance of innocent sibling kinship they shared was gone. It was like they were trying to tease one another. Like they were daring their sibling to give in and admit outright that they wanted to fool around together.

Cassie walked around the apartment stark naked. She masturbated with her bedroom door ajar, justifying it only once with a playful wink to her brother.

"Well, it's not like a closed door would stop you anyway. At least this way you can hear it before you decide whether you want another eyeful"

She left dildos in the shower alongside their loofahs and other bathroom accessories, and with every passing day she grew more affectionate, more handsy with her brother in every moment they spent together. Touching him, caressing his bare chest and running her hands through the tight curls of his hair. Leaning up against him when they were sat down together, bare skin against bare skin, and cuddling up against him from behind whenever he was cooking for them in the kitchen, kissing his shoulders and the back of his neck while her naked hips seemed almost to grind against his boxer-briefs.

He was far from innocent himself of course, even if David's actions were more involuntary and at least somewhat less calculated than he imagined his sister's efforts to be. He too had stopped closing doors, and more than once had heard a floorboard in the hallway creak, seeing the shadow of his sister's body pass by the open door while he was lying on his bed watching porn on his phone, trying to imagine that the woman feverishly pleasuring herself or being pleasured by someone else on screen was Cassie. Several times he had allowed himself to get hard while Cassie was around, once even walking right past her with his boxer-briefs bulging, grinning to himself as she rushed off to her bedroom mere minutes later and the intense buzzing of her favourite vibrator soon began to echo through the apartment. The boldest of his actions however had not been him doing something, but talking about doing it. After all, for the most part their teasing, their flirtations had all been wordless. Everything was implied without ever actually putting words to it, allowing them both a degree of deniability that the were doing anything wrong. But less than two weeks before the present day, that had changed.

It had been the hottest day of the year so far, and after work David had come home to find Cassie sprawled on the couch stark naked with one leg hooked over the back of the couch, her pussy exposed and spread open directly before her brother's gaze as he stepped in. She had giggled, beginning to shuffle into a more modest pose and offering him some room on the couch. Before her legs could even fully slide closed though, David had grinned and spoken without remotely considering the weight of what he was saying.

"Don't move on my account. Besides, I need to get undressed before I sit down. And now? Now I'm definitely gonna have to jerk off, too."

For one of the first times since they had begun to loosen the boundaries between them, Cassie had looked shocked by her brother's comment. Not upset. Not offended or scared or angry at him. Just surprised that he had actually said it out loud. She'd bitten her bottom lip, and it had looked to David very much like she was taking a deep breath, preparing to say something equally ill advised and overly intimate, when he had fled the room, eyes bulging and heart racing as he asked himself what the hell he had just said.

Since then, every moment they had spent together had been a war. A constant struggle on both their behalf not to give in. Not to relent and confess to how it was plainly obvious they both felt, to admit what it was that they both wanted to happen. Because, if they admitted it... they knew they wouldn't be able to stop themselves. The only thing keeping David and Cassie from giving in to their longings and fucking one another's brains out was the entirely impractical but vital layer of suspended disbelief which remained unspoken between them. The fact they could tell themselves that for all the teasing and all the obvious sexual tension between them, they didn't know that their sibling actually wanted to have sex with them. Fantasies were one thing. Masturbation was, for some arbitrary reason in their minds, an entirely separate matter. But until one of them heard the other confess aloud that they wanted to have sex, they would cling to that last shred of shame both in gratitude and in desperate frustration at its lingering presence.

This was David's problem, and try as he might to solve it, he was beginning to reach for increasingly extreme solutions to try and stop himself from feeling this way about his sister. He had tried denying his own feelings, but that simply hadn't worked. He had tried ignoring it, but that was pretty hard to do when Cassie was strolling naked around their apartment, at times nowadays with her thighs visibly damp from the last time she had gotten off... times which seemed to come increasingly frequently these days, much like his own frantic, extremely regular bouts of masturbation to try and keep some of his most desperate urges at bay. He had told himself that he would not be the one responsible for urging his sister into committing incestuous acts, no matter how much he wanted them. And after several weeks of searching for a solution, he had finally found one which at least [i]promised[/i] possible relief.

'[i]If you want sex that will change your life forever, sex that will redefine how you fuck and make it so that you never want to do it any other way, message me.[/i]'

He sat on his bed, dressed and ready to go out, staring at that message. The message to which he had responded over a day ago, and had since been exchanging messages back and forth with its writer. He could feel his cheeks burning hot beneath his skin, and he was already rock hard inside his jeans as he browsed through their conversation. Part of David felt like he should have been worried. So much of what they had spoken about was the message's writer trying to prepare him, and warning him off doing this without thinking about it first. For someone who was advertising their availability to engage in a particularly rough and kinky type of sex on a hook-up app, the guy on the other end of the messages wasn't exactly doing the best job of selling it as a purely positive experience. But, maybe that was the point. Maybe that was how he weeded out the people who were getting in over their heads, who weren't really sure if they were committed to being a part of what he was clearly interested in sharing. Hell, even David had found himself having second thoughts, and third, and fourth thoughts about it. Right now as he stared at the phone he was having fifth thoughts. In the end though, he knew that he was going to do it.

He had to. He had to at least [i]try[/i]. Because, if what the initial message said was true... if after tonight he would never want to fuck any other way, including not wanting to fuck his sister unless she somehow got tied up in this particularly kinky type of fun too, then he [b]had[/b] to make it happen.

Rising from his bed, David sent one final message to his hook-up for the night.

'[i]On my way. See you soon, can't wait![/i]'

He stepped out of his bedroom and walked towards the front door of the apartment, peering into the living room as he passed it by. His eyes widened, and he groaned softly. Cassie was sitting on the couch with her back to him, braided hair flowing down over her shoulders, but even with the hair draped across them he could see her shoulders moving in a particular pattern, and he could hear her ragged breathing over the muted TV, seemingly forgotten as his sister masturbated. It only took a few seconds of focus before he could hear the soft splish-splish of her fingers working at her pussy, no doubt driving rather rapidly in and out of her wet depths. His head span, and he came close, so close to simply forgetting all about his plans, rushing over to the couch and leaping onto his sister, replacing her fingers with his own, or his mouth, or his cock as it continued to ache and strain at his jeans.

Instead though, he cleared his throat.

"Hey, Cassie? I'm heading out for the night, okay? I've, uh... well, I'm meeting someone."

His sister's head turned, but to David's surprise and simultaneous delight and frustration, she didn't stop masturbating. Her shoulders still jiggled as her arm worked at her pussy, and she continued to breath heavily, letting loose an audible moan even as she responded to her brother.

"Oh, okay. H-haahh... have fun. Don't do anyone I wouldn't do."

She giggled and winked, her eyes widening a moment later and another, more urgent whimper escaping her lips as she either hit a sweet spot or found her interaction with David pushing her towards climax much faster than previously. Thankfully for both their sanity David just chuckled, rolled his eyes playfully and moved past the living room door. His hand was on the front door's handle when he heard Cassie's strained grunt, followed by a breathy, frantic cry.

"Ohhhshit, [i]yes[/i]!"

He flung himself through the door and closed it tight behind him, panting, eyes closed, trying not to flood the boxer-briefs within his jeans with cum at the sound of his sister cumming mere seconds after he had been looking at her, knowing he was there as she wilfully continued to pleasure herself. This had to end. Something had to change, or he was going to go insane with just how much he wanted to fuck his sister. The place he was headed to, the person he was going to see, they had to be able to help him. They had to be for real with what they were offering and their promises of what it could do for him.

They had to be, because if David came home late tonight or early tomorrow and he still wanted to fuck Cassie... he wasn't sure if he, or indeed if either of them would have the willpower to stop themselves.

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"Oh god..."

An hour later, all of the warnings and chances to back out which David had been given made sense.

The man he'd met at a local coffee shop, somewhere public and mid-way between their respective homes to ensure they both felt comfortable, was cute. Or at least, he had been. Small, lean, a white guy with curly blonde hair, glasses and the freaking sweetest smile. Honestly David was surprised just how much like his picture he looked, and how much he was like his messages in both how confident and yet up front he was about what they were going to share.

Were-play had sounded so cool when he'd first read about it. Pretending to be a wild animal, a monstrous werewolf, and really letting loose in the bedroom. Playing at getting infected by the curse, changing, losing yourself to a bestial passion that rose not as the desire to hunt or kill, but to breed. To further spread the curse, and stop at nothing to pass it on to whatever warm, receptive body next found itself lying beside your own. He'd watched videos, read stories, seen people talking about how it had made them more confident and assertive outside of the bedroom, about how regular sex just wasn't enough after that, and how even during masturbation some people engaged in were-play, humping things or teaching themselves to lick and suck their own cocks or pussies so they could better live within the illusion.

Plenty of those encounters which David had seen and read about had discussed how important immersion was to the kink. You didn't sit down and talk about how you were going to pretend to transform now. You acted it. You lived it. You played that it was all real, and that what was happening was entirely outside of your control. Consent was key, but the appearance of consent and indeed any form of conscious control being irrelevant was also a big part of were-play. Thus, it had seemed very in character of Reed's messages to include big, all caps warnings that made very clear this was not a simple role-play request.

This was real. He had said it over and over again. This was not were-play. He really was a werewolf, he really was going to fuck and infect whoever answered that advert, and the other person really would be changed forever, their essence corrupted and infused with the demonic spirit which lay at the core of all lycanthropes and which was responsible for their transformation, their strength, and their inhumanly potent sex drives.

And now, as David lay upon Reed's bed stark naked, flat upon his belly with his ass lubricated and his cock straining, twitching against the bedsheets in anticipation, he finally learned that Reed had been telling the truth. He looked back over his shoulder, wide eyed as the short blonde man's body began to grow, as thick black and grey patches of fur began to burst from his skin, as his face burst forward with an elongated muzzle full of sharp teeth and his eyes turned from a pale grey to a piercing amber. He watched, gasping, frozen to the spot in panic, in surprise and in excitement as he watched the cock that he had wrapped his lips around just minutes before growing, and growing, and growing as it took on a distinctively canid shape, growing pointed at the tip, thickening at the base and turning a rich, deep fleshy red.

"Oh my god... does... does it hurt?"

He gasped to Reed as their eyes met, the other man snarling but clearly still conscious, still coherent even as he transformed. Mid-transformation the werewolf let loose a barking burst of laughter, and reached down with one hand in the midst of elongating, bones cracking, sharp claws forming from his fingernails even as it grasped at his thickening cock and pumped it firmly, a spurt of pre-cum as productive as some orgasmic releases that David had let loose in their entirety lashing out across the carpet which stood between him and then bed.

"Hurt?!"

The werewolf grinned toothily, panting, grunting as he bucked his hips, ears twitching as a tail erupted from the base of his spine, growing flesh over bone in a matter of moments before becoming as lushly furred as the rest of its form.

"It doesn't hurt. [b]Nothing[/b] hurts when I'm my true self."

The more he spoke and the more he changed, the more gruff and savage every word he spoke sounded.

"It feel fucking incredible. And now... now, David, you're going to learn that first hand."

Before David could respond, before he could ask Reed if he could have a little more time to think about it and digest the reality of the situation in which he now found himself, the werewolf sprang upon him. He didn't step or lunge forward, he simply leapt in a standing jump from where he had been standing several metres away from the edge of the bed, and with a creaking of springs landed astride the human whose six foot frame he now dwarfed by at least two feet. A cry of pain escaped David as a clawed hand pressed down against his left shoulder, pinning him before he could try to rise, try to move in any way. Its claws dug into his flesh, breaking the skin and sinking deeper, deeper until they were fully embedded. David wailed in discomfort, but that pain was soon matched by pleasure as he felt his thankfully pre-lubricated ass being spread open by the werewolf's cock, and plunged deep into him without the slightest restraint. The werewolf was so big, easily double the size of the cock which David had felt twitching in his mouth less than quarter of an hour ago. But even as that foot long monster of a member began to plunge in and out of him at a breakneck pace, the human male could tell that this was no normal cock, and no normal fuck.

David was far from a virgin, having had his share of lovers regardless of gender and equipment downstairs, but he had never taken a cock like this. Not in shape, not in size, and not in whatever the hell it began to do to him as soon as pre-cum started to leak into his backside. As soon as he felt the first dribble of pre into his back passage, the human let loose a strangled howl of ecstasy. As the pre-cum drooled across his inner workings it was like it was awakening something wherever it touched, like every spot with which it made contact was suddenly enhanced and sensitised, rendered practically as receptive to stimulation as David's prostate. This meant that every thrust felt better, and that as enjoyed it more and more Reed was able to pick up his pace to even greater and more frenzied extremes, meaning more pre-cum and more sensitisation of David's ass. Soon enough that pleasure was spreading, and it wasn't just his rear end which felt incredible as it was fucked mercilessly by the werewolf. David felt Reed's fingers clutching, the claws in his shoulder tearing through yet more of his flesh, but instead of pain lancing through his body as his dark skin was ripped open he felt almost sexually intense pleasure erupt from the wound as it began to knit itself back together, his flesh repairing and pushing Reed's claws out before another drop of his blood could be spilled.

"Oh god! Fuck! [b]Fuck[/b]! Don't stop!"

The human's voice cracked with emotion, with frantic, blissful passion as he practically sobbed to the werewolf, his cock dribbling pre-cum of its very own over the bed below as Reed grabbed the smaller male by the hips and pulled him from where he was lying flat into a kneeling position, propping up his backside so that he could fuck it harder and faster in a natural, potent doggystyle. The wolf's thick knot slammed into David's buttocks over and over, and Reed's heavy balls, now coated in the same grey and black patched fur as the rest of his body, slapped roughly against David's own aching testicles. The wolf's claws continued to tear at his flesh, dragging deep gouges across his sides which instantly healed over again, now so swiftly that not a drop of blood could spill in the brief time that the wounds were open. The next thing the human knew Reed's teeth were clamping down around the back of David's neck, but as he felt the werewolf's hot, snarling breath and saliva against his flesh all David could do was tremble and beg.

"Bite me! Cum in me! Ahhhfuck, aaahhhhgodfuckyessssss. Do it. Fucking do it!!"

His untouched cock twitched and spasmed beneath him, dribbling pre-cum more liberally than David had ever known he was capable of before, staining the sheets beneath him with each throb of his erection. He thrashed and wailed in pleasure beneath the werewolf's devastating and blissful assault, but no euphoria he had felt and no scream he had previously let loose could possibly have prepared him for what came next. The werewolf did bite him, and at the exact same moment as Reed roared and plunged his teeth deep into the rich brown flesh of the human's neck, David heard a thick, wet [i]pop[/i] as the lupine beast's knot somehow fit itself inside his already filled and stretched out asshole.

The werewolf howled, David dug his fingers into the bedding and felt the sheets tearing beneath the sheer force of his grip and the seeming sharpness of his nails. His eyes bulged, and his voice gave out, the beginnings of a strangled cry trailing off into a gurgling gasp for breath as he found himself utterly unprepared, entirely inadequate with regard to his ability to vocally express just how impossibly good it felt when Reed began to cum inside him, and he instantly felt himself beginning to change.

The werewolf's curse might have been transferred by bodily fluids, in this case Reed's cum, but it was not biological. Not genetic in origin. It was magical. Mystical, and thus, there was no delay. It took no time to work its way into David's system, to incubate, to replicate, spread and overtake him. One moment David was simply under the thrall of the wolf's pre-cum, softening him up in preparation for the transformation to follow and granting him some of the werewolf's resilience, regeneration and capacity for far greater volumes of pleasure. The next, he felt the demonic corruption of the werewolf's being spilling into him. Not just flooding his ass, but his mind, his heart and his soul.

It wasn't evil, but it was unnatural. It didn't belong as a part of this world, and yet as David felt its otherworldly corruption spread throughout every inch of him he had never felt more connected, more a part of anything in all his existence, except perhaps for one thing.

The brand new werewolf's eyes bulged as even now he thought of his sister, and as he began to change, as fur began to sprout across his trembling body and his how grew louder and more frenzied as a powerful muzzle burst forward from his face, it was thoughts of Cassie as much as the pleasure of being fucked, filled and transformed by Reed's cock and cum which pushed David over the edge.

He roared, he snarled alongside Reed's own huffing and howling with pleasure, and in the most intense, lengthy and glorious orgasm of his life, Reed realised two things as he felt himself growing, felt his body crunching and shifting from within as it led him closer and closer to his new true self while he spilled rope after rope of hot, copious cum across the bedding beneath him. Firstly, that this wasn't it. That this orgasm, his and Reed's alike, was not going to be the end of their furious passion together. All this orgasm seemed to be doing for his libido was stoking it, making him more and more desperately eager for the next one, and from everything he could see, feel and hear about the wolf currently fucking him so hard and so fast while spilling his own cum inside of David's backside, the same seemed to be true of Reed, too.

And secondly, eyes widening, brand new tail wagging slightly between his and Reed's writhing, bucking bodies even as David realised he now [i]had[/i] a tail to wag, he realised a simple truth that had somehow eluded him entirely when he had been purely mortal, purely human.

At home, there was someone who loved him, and who desired him. Someone who longed to be with him, to take their relationship to a new, even more intimate level. And whatever the taboos, whatever secrets they would have to keep and lies they would have to tell other people in order to make it work... there was no reason why David should not have grabbed her, kissed her and made love to her many weeks, if not months ago which was more important to him than Cassie herself.

"Fuck me!"

He snarled as his eyes shifted from deep green to a shining gold, vast clawed fingers now not only tearing through the sheets below as Reed snarled and continued to hump David while knotted within him but ripping through the entire mattress like it was made of wet paper.

"Yes! Oh god, yes, fuck me!!"

The new werewolf roared to his creator, the veteran who had awoken him.

"Show me what I can do! What I can give her! Oh fuck, aa-aahhhhhhfuckyes! Show me how to use this gift, and share it with the one I love!"

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It was before dawn when David unlocked the front door and slipped into the apartment, but he wasn't tired. He was neither weary from lack of sleep nor exertion, in fact the human had never felt so incredibly awake, alert and energetic in all his life. Every sound on the way home had been sharper, clearer. Even in the darkness between street lamps he could see with ease as though he was bathed in midday sun, and as he closed the door and the light from the corridor beyond was blocked from view David barely seemed to notice as he was plunged into near pitch darkness.

Before, David might have told himself that he would wait till morning. That he would let Cassie sleep and talk to her about this when they woke up later on, maybe over breakfast or even lunch so he could gauge what sort of a mood she was in before even attempting to begin what for his former self would have been an impossible conversation. That was the old David's plan though, not the new. He kicked off his shoes and tugged off his socks without ceremony. He tossed his shirt to the ground, unfastened the belt of his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down in a single fluid motion. He squeezed his cock, already swelling by his command towards a full and thick erection, and as his hand lingered upon his cock, revelling in the supremely heightened intensity of even this most casual masturbation, he stepped purposefully down the corridor until he reached Cassie's bedroom door.

He didn't knock, and as he entered he made no effort to announce his presence. David approached his sister's bed, smirking as he saw her favourite vibrator resting on the bedside cabinet. He sniffed the air, and even in his human form could smell her arousal lingering in the room. Not just the general presence of it from months of regularly masturbating here, but merely a few hours old, no doubt produced just before she settled into bed for the night. A low growl escaped David's lips, and he had to restrain himself as for a moment he felt his eyes beginning to glow golden. Not yet. He would show her soon, show his beautiful sister exactly what had gotten into him and prompted what he was about to share with her before too long. But, this was their first time. Or rather, it was about to be, and he wanted Cassie to see him as the brother she remembered, before she got to know the brother he had now become.

David pulled back the sheets, licking his lips and murmuring as he set eyes upon Cassie's naked, slumbering body, smooth and curvaceous, breasts resting free and exposed and pussy shaved, freshly so by the look of it. He grinned, and scrambled up onto the bed with her. He trembled in excitement as he straddled her and laid himself down over Cassie's beautiful form, feeling his body touching hers for the first time with purpose, with awareness of how long he had wanted to do this, and how long she had wanted him to in return. She shifted ever so slightly beneath him, her body cooling down without the sheets wrapped around it, but before the cooler night air alone could waken her, David seized the advantage and did so himself.

He woke her with a kiss, a gentle peck from his lips to hers, then a second as she sighed, murmured and stirred in the very beginnings of wakefulness. Her eyes fluttered open, and as she felt weight resting upon her in the pitch black of the room, David felt her tense up for a moment in fear. Immediately, he whispered to her.

"It's me, Cass."

Instantly, the woman's tension abated. She gave a heavy sigh of relief, only for her eyes to widen as she felt his naked thighs against hers, his chest pressing down against her own far more buxom torso, and the straining length of her brother's cock throbbing against her midsection as he loomed over her so tenderly. She shuddered.

"I... I know I'm dreaming, but... I'm not waking up."

David chuckled and kissed her. It was meant to be another peck, but as soon as his lips met hers the woman's arms wrapped tight around his neck and held him there, their kiss growing deeper and deeper, tongues added to the mix and chests heaving, muzzles gasping as they fought to continue even as they ran out of air. David's cock throbbed hungrily against his sister's loins, and the ever so slightly older woman moaned greedily as their lips finally parted, coaxing her legs out from his own so that she could wrap them around his waist and draw his cock to bear against her pussy, its length suddenly pressed up against her aching, rapidly dampening slit.

"Please don't let me wake up. Please don't let me forget."

In the pitch black of her bedroom, David looked down into his sister's beautiful face and saw tears resting in the corners of her eyes. He kissed her again, planting one kiss on her lips before ever so gently kissing those tears away from her vision.

"This isn't a dream, Cassie."

She giggled and sniffed emotionally, shaking her head.

"It's okay. I... I've never had a lucid dream before, but... I'm not waking up. I don't need my brain to lie to me. I'm happy to go along with it. To... to share this. Experience this. But, you don't need to try and prove to me that it's real. I know it's not, because... because if there was any chance for me and David to actually do this, if either of us were strong enough to admit our feelings for real, it would already have happened."

David sighed. He kissed her again, and again, and again until Cassie's blushing and giggling turned to laughter, beautiful, joyous laughter as he rained kisses down upon her gorgeous face like confetti. All the while his cock strained against her pussy, and it was all that the newly minted werewolf could do to resist plunging it right into her then and there considering how good that contact alone was making him feel. But, he couldn't. Not yet. Cassie needed to know. She needed to believe that this was real, so that she could realise that it was really happening, and savour it as he was savouring every last instant.

"It's never too late, Cassie. I'm telling you that, just like I'm telling you this. I love you. Not in the brotherly way. Not [i]just[/i], anyway. I love you like... god, like I want to fuck you. Like I want to press my cock inside you and watch you scream like I've heard you scream so many times, only feeling my cock in your pussy rather than just knowing you're [i]imagining[/i] it."

Cassie shuddered and moaned, but shook her head once again.

"The problem is, David... that's exactly what I want to hear. That's what I've dreamed and fantasises about hearing for as long as I've had these feelings for you. So, if you were a dream? My ideal dream, that was [b]exactly[/b] what you'd say."

David's eyes widened, and a growl escaped his lips as he realised that Cassie was right. He was acting like David. Like the old, purely human David. He was showing restraint. He was holding back, and... why? He knew what Cassie wanted. He'd known before, and now he'd heard her say the words. She had just admitted aloud to him, dream or not, that her deepest wish was to feel her brother's cock inside her, and he had the power to make that happen. So... why the fuck wasn't he doing it already?!

He did it.

Without waiting, without explaining, without doing anything that could cause more delays or more confusion or more uncertainty, David pulled back his hips, reached down to align his cock with the plump, flushed, dripping wet lips of his sister's pussy, and in one smooth, slick motion drove his cock all the way into her. Cassie's eyes bulged. An overwhelmed shriek of shock and ecstasy erupted from her mouth as her back arched and she threw her head back against the pillows. Her long fingernails dug into the flesh of David's back, drawing a grunt of bliss rather than pain from him alongside the cry of pleasure from feeling her hot walls clamping down around his cock.

"No more talking then."

He growled to his sister as she stared up at him in stunned, blissful wonder, just about able to make out his face in the near total darkness of the bedroom but still able to tell that there was something... different. Something new about her brother, even if it was just his representation in what she had to remind herself even now must have been a dream. She opened her mouth, but he placed a hand across it and released it only to seal her lips again with another deep kiss. When their mouths parted again though, a soft gasp was all that Cassie could manage. A breathy whimper as she tried to tell herself that this was a dream even though it felt more real than anything in her entire life, followed by a shriek of undeniable ecstasy as her brother pulled back, then drove his hips forward and pressed his cock to the hilt inside of her for a second time. Then a third. Then a fourth.

They were fucking.

He was fucking her. Her brother, her David, had his cock inside her pussy and was fucking her with it, and... it was real.

Cassie screamed. She sobbed, she clutched at her brother and stared up at him as he huffed and grinned down at her, nodding through the darkness like he could read her expression word for word. It was him. It was [b]them[/b]. Together at last. Together and... and something more, too. Cassie wailed as she felt a dribble of pre-cum escape her brother's cock and hit the inner walls of her pussy. The acknowledgement of that sensation alone was almost enough to make her cum, but when the flesh touched by those droplets suddenly found itself every bit as sensitive as her g-spot to the touch, she couldn't stop herself.

"David, I... o-ohhh god..."

She buried her face in her brother's neck, not screaming, not unleashing a single sound beyond some ragged gasps as her pussy convulsed and her body let go in a way she had only experienced a handful of times in her life. Her toes curled and her body shook violently as a hot gush of liquids poured forth from within her, splashing out between her and David's dark flesh, soaking the coarse, neatly trimmed hair around his cock and flooding back down over her crotch and thighs as her brother continued to press himself urgently into her. Cassie tried to catch her breath, tried to come down from that high as she waited for her orgasm to end so that she could tell David how incredible it had felt, how she had dreamed and hoped for this but had never known just how much her body [b]needed[/b] it. How much she needed [i]him[/i]. Another ribbon of pre-cum lashed her insides, and instead of speaking, she let loose a strangled howl as somehow, harder, faster, more intensely than she had ever believed possible, she came again before her first peak was even done. Cassie had watched women have multiple orgasms online. She had tried to make it happen for herself, and deeply enjoyed fantasising about trying to make it happen. But never in her life had she achieved it. Never until now. Until him, and his cock sending her into mindless, uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy that wracked her entire body from top to toes.

David watched in awe, in reverence and joy as his sister came, and came, and came again. He saw her face contort, felt her body writhe, felt her pussy clench over and over as she squirted so shamelessly, so helplessly and abundantly. He felt her ankles lock around his waist, attempting to hold him within her even as he continued to relentlessly pump his cock in and out of her quivering depths, and groaned in delight as her fingers raked his back deeper and deeper, her nails growing sharper by the second as the lupine spirit teased her with its approaching presence.

"I'm gonna cum..."

He whispered to his orgasm-crazed, mindlessly bliss-stricken sister, grinning as she whimpered half in delight, half as if to ask him what the hell was taking him so long. Once more he kissed her, and laughed as she pulled away from the kiss part way through to scream and cum yet again. He couldn't believe it had taken him this long to do this. This long to see her this happy, to be a part of making her feel and look so utterly incredible as she did while lost in the throes of unstoppable orgasmic bliss. But now at last he didn't have to wait any longer. He had nothing holding him back now but his desire to cum in Cassie for the first time as the human she knew and loved, and soon there would be nothing holding either one of them back in the slightest.

"I love you, Cassie."

He growled to her, his teeth more pointed than usual as he panted down over her, and his eyes beginning to gleam gold in the darkness.

"I... a-ahh, oh god. I love you so fucking... oh. Ohhh god! I'm... ah, cumming! [b]Cumming[/b]!"

Had David not fucked and been fucked by Reed many times earlier that night, there was no way he would have been able to last as long as he had. After all, wolf or not his cock was still every bit as hyper sensitive as Cassie's pussy, and it had felt every bit as good to him from the very first thrust even before considering that he was finally, [i]finally[/i] inside his sister. When finally the moment came though and the brand new werewolf let himself go within Cassie's gorgeous body, he did so with the force and volume of his lupine self.

"D-David! David, o-oh my [i]god[/i]!"

Still thrashing, still cumming, Cassie shrieked in surprise as her brother began to cum, and cum, and... god, there was so much. No man had ever filled her like this, no fantasy or porn video no matter how extreme had ever prepared her for a load the sheer volume of the one that began to pour into her in that moment. He matched her squirting and exceeded it, he filled her, flooded her to the point where before long Cassie was wailing and gurgling in rapture as she felt his cum backing up and surging out between their tightly clutching, hurriedly working bodies, her pussy filled to overflowing with nowhere else for the cum to go as it continued to burst forth with twitch after twitch from David's seemingly bottomless balls.

This should have made Cassie think it was a dream. In fact, now that she thought about it so much about what was happening right now seemed so impossibly far beyond anything that she had ever felt before, it seemed utterly ridiculous to think that this could be anything but a dream. And yet, as her brother's cum filled her for the first time and she felt a contentment, a happiness like nothing she had ever known that her very soul told her could not be faked or fantasised into existence, Cassie felt something else too.

A heat. A passion. A volatile, frenzied force coursing through her as though being drawn from her brother's cum, from his essence as it surged out into her beautiful body. She looked up at him, blinking the glazed euphoria out of her eyes as she did so, and tried to ask him what was happening. She wasn't scared. Her every instinct told her to embrace this feeling however different, however [i]unnatural[/i] it seemed. But still, she wanted to know the truth, and she knew that her brother would never lie to her. Not now. Not after this.

When her vision cleared and she stared down at the man she loved though, not a word was needed to give Cassie her answer. She watched as lush grey fur spread over her brother's face. As his mouth extended forward, bulging and forming a pointed muzzle. She saw his ears shift from the sides to the top of his head, and whimpered as he opened his brand new muzzle wide, showing her each and every one of his razor sharp teeth, before lovingly licking her across the face. She gasped, shuddering, writhing in bliss as his whole body grew that same fur coat even as she embraced him, and she screamed in pleasure enough to drive her body to another one of its seemingly endless abundance of orgasms as she felt his cock shifting, swelling, growing thicker and longer inside of her already stretched out body.

It was okay though. It was all okay, because although Cassie was so caught up in watching her brother's transformation that she didn't notice, he was watching her. Panting, growling happily as he watched fur ripple across the gorgeous body beneath his. He saw her eyes turn a vivid violet, and groaned happily as her fingernails turned to claws that scored his back in spasms of ongoing ecstasy. He watched her change. Felt her change for the first time, joining him in his corruption. His blissful, blessed corruption that had made all of this possible, and which now that it was shared between them both would remove any last boundaries that remained.

In less than a minute, their transformation was complete. Their human forms were gone, but it was still Cassie and David who lay upon the bed together, trembling, panting, nuzzling at one another while the female werewolf revelled in the truth which now surrounded and indeed comprised every fibre of her being.

The two werewolves growled and laughed as without warning Cassie flung herself forward and rolled David over, pinning him beneath her as she rose to straddle him, her pussy wrapped around all of his cock but his swollen knot which had formed outside of his sister's equally beautiful lupine form. Tongue lolling out and eyes rolling back, Cassie began to rock back and forth upon David's shaft, grunting, huffing, shamelessly pleasuring herself with his cock. One clawed hand reached down and roughly tweaked her clit, Cassie howling and soaking her brother's already sodden fur with a rush of her ejaculate. Her eyes widened as she felt him grasp at her hips, and with unnatural strength began to lift her up and drag her down onto his cock once again, harder, faster than before. She roared and tried to slow herself, wanting to relish the feeling before it propelled her to climax yet again, but David resisted. He grinned and forced her to bounce harder instead, and harder and harder and... the other werewolf screamed and buried her clawed hands in her brother's shoulders as she came again more violently than ever, using the renewed leverage upon him to wrestle her way back into control.

At least, that was the goal to begin with, but as they snarled and clawed and nipped at each other with bestial fury and playfulness all rolled into one, the wrestling soon became the end goal in itself. They thrashed and rolled around on the bed as it creaked and groaned. David slipped out of his sister's pussy only to forcibly jam himself back in to their mutual howls of relief, their play fighting becoming more vigorous, more volatile and what to a mortal body might have been genuinely painful and rough by the second. They struggled, rolled, kicked, grunted, and through it all they came over and over again. Orgasms were no longer the goal, no longer the be all and end all that they had once been for sex, for no longer were they limited in their number. They still felt just as good, dozens if not hundreds of times better in fact, but now they were simply a means to an end. A way to show the other wolf how much they were adored and craved, amidst all the rest of their savage, merciless rough and tumble.

A loud thud echoed around the room as the two werewolves tumbled off the bed and crashed to the floor in a flailing heap of limbs tangled up in soaking wet sheets. The floorboards creaked with the force of David's thrusts as he pounded his sister's hips to the floor, and both wolves' sharp ears swore they heard one crack when Cassie rolled her brother over again and slammed his head to the floor, both hands grasping at his ears to hold him in place while she kissed him not just until their lungs were empty, but until they burned and both werewolves' vision was growing hazy and grey.

"Fuck me."

She snarled, the first words she had spoken in her lupine form, the first words either of them had spoken to one another since the wolf's corruption rid them of all doubt, of all hesitation and all the embarrassment which was so very, very human.

"Fuck me like a wolf. Fuck me like your sister. Fuck me like we have an eternity, and like we both know that isn't long enough to even know where to begin."

David swept his arms around the other werewolf and with ease lifted her off the ground. He rose to his feet, stumbled with a snarl to the nearest wall, and slammed her into it as his cock found its mark and sank back into her pussy once again. She roared in ecstasy, dragging thick cuts down his back with her claws and burying her teeth into his throat a moment later while he too threw back his head in bliss. The wall shook with the force of his thrusts, and a mirror hanging close by fell, shattering into a thousand pieces as its frame impacted against the floor. David clawed at the wall, tearing through the paint, the wallpaper beneath it and digging into the stonework itself as he fought to get a better purchase, to find a way to fuck the other wolf harder as he pushed his new body to its limits for the first time. Moments later though they were reeling across the room once more, smashing headlong into the chest of drawers which contained the majority of their clothes and reducing it to matchsticks, falling and humping, writhing violently for a minute or two in its ruins.

The window didn't last long after the curtains were torn down by Cassie during a particularly ear-splitting batch of orgasms, and a short while later their bed was merely a mattress lying upon the floor amidst a shower of debris that had been its frame. Cassie pushed David backwards with force enough that when he hit the wall that next time he didn't merely make the apartment shake, he sent a crack running up the length of the wall from the mid-point of his back to the very ceiling. She leapt upon him, shrieking as his fingers intercepted her pussy, teasingly denying her his cock while still driving her to repeated rapture. David's own needs could only be held in check for so long though, and soon he was all too happy to have Cassie's ass swallow up his erection, both of them roaring as he filled her backside up and she soaked his hand and stomach with waves of fresh, hot squirting ecstasy.

By the time dawn broke the bedroom door hung off its hinges, the glass of the shower cubicle's every pane was cracked or shattered outright, the sink lay in large ceramic chunks upon the floor, and in the living room it looked as though a tornado had ransacked every object flat enough in some dimension to press a body up against either horizontally or vertically.

On the tiled kitchen floor, puddles of ejaculate and cum glistening in the first rays of the morning sun, the werewolves writhed. Cassie knelt on all fours, howling, grunting, cumming as David gnawed viciously on the scruff of her neck while fucking her pussy with such force that his fully swollen knot was popping loudly, slopping in and being dragged right out again with each and every stroke he delivered. They came over and over, and just kept on going as their passions, their utter lack of inhibition wrecked the apartment around them. It was everything, it was perfection spending all that time staring into the howling, bliss-stricken face of their sibling, and yet it wasn't enough. They had no way of knowing when it [i]would[/i] be enough or if such a thing could even be possible, if they were ever going to be satisfied with the amount of pleasure they had brought the person they loved more dearly than anything else in all creation and beyond.

What they did know of course, what they swore to one another with every breath, every scream and every eruption of their bodies in perfect tandem, was that nothing and no-one would stop them. Not until they were ready. Not until they were content. They were wild animals, carnal, savage and free. They were unleashed, unbound, and yet at the same time as they clung and writhed and bucked and climaxed together, neither Cassie nor David had ever felt so totally and completely in control of their own destiny, and certain of the path laid out ahead of them.

They howled, they clawed, they thrashed and they loved one another so very dearly, and with every passing moment that added to their seemingly endless, bliss-ridden fury, they felt their destiny entwining more and more tightly together. Carrying them not just to orgasm after orgasm, but to something even more powerful than the lupine spirit raging and roaring in ecstasy inside them both. Guiding them towards something new, something [i]beyond[/i], which they would explore in the only way they planned on doing anything for the rest of their lives.

Together.

By Jeeves

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