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Winnie Werewolf loved her Zing. She knew there was stuff that adults did that she eventually wanted to do with the half-vampire hybrid. She couldn't quite ask her parents on something so embarrassing and likely something they wouldn't want to go into so early in her life. If she wanted to be prepared, she'd just have to take things into her own hands.

And she found it.

With a little bit of magic, she was ready to begin a path or preparation for the day her and her zing could be as close as their parents are...

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Winnie made sure to get a good distance away from home from her sleeping parents and siblings. She was thankful for the dead of night keeping her hidden, despite her wearing her favorite pink skull and crossbones t-shirt, she moved through the night with all the stealth and grace a naughty child with the agility and speed of a werewolf.

Looking around and perking her ears up, she didn't hear any suspicious movements that needed to cause her any worry. When she was a safe distance away from her home, she made a mad dash for her hideout into the nearby forest where her and her siblings were allowed to play. Dark brown large trees, dark green shrubbery and grass with the occasional flower or mushroom she'd use as markers to let her know how far away or close she was from home.

Finally, she came up on a giant clearing, a space where one of her siblings ever really bothered to stay around and play in, preferring to jump and move around the big forest they all practically called home.

"Alright this is perfect! I just hope this works..." From under her shirt, she pulled out a dusty old page from a book. The page itself was nearly as tall and wide as her. Never had she been so thankful for the excellent night vision that she was born with.

'I just hope uncle Drac won't be upset with me when he finds out I took this...' She grimaced at the idea of an upset but, hopefully, understanding king of the vampires. She'd need to think of a way to repay him but for now that idea was pushed to the back of her mind. She cleared her throat and began speaking in the ancient mystical tones of the vampiric magical page.

"I nommus eht stsaeb fo..."

The wind began to pick up, blowing back the man leaves that littered the forest floor. She expected something like this to happen and kept going, trying not to lose track of where she was on the page.

"... Dlo ot wollof ym..."

The whirlwind had surrounded her as the page itself began to glow a deep shade of orange and began lifting out of her hands and into the air. Before it could escape her grip or rip apart, she quickly read off the final words.

"dnamed eviG em tahw I erised raf otni eht sthgin dne!!"

The last sentence added a subtle echo and vibration to her throat that left the werewolf girl frazzled and a little shaken. The dark flash of orange erupted and vanished in the span of a few seconds.Covering her eyes, she looked just as the flash went off. All she could see was the same dark orange that filled the small clearing before it gradually faded away and replaced with her the dark of night. A few blinks and looking around to make sure everything was still normal, she couldn't find the stolen page.

In a panic, she looked through the leaves, hoping it was just hidden under them during the whirlwind of magic that she cast. In her frantic search, she failed to notice the new presence that had taken shape behind her. Like the wind itself, it approached the small werewolf quietly and without a hint of sound that any living creature trying to sneak around would make.

"Come on, come on! Where is it?! Aw man if I lost it and uncle Drac winds up needing it, I'm gonna be in so much trouble!" She could already see him looking through his book and finding the page torn out. Frantically, she continued looking around, hoping luck would be on her side and let her find it. "AARF!?!"

With a high pitched yelp, she suddenly felt a pair of large hands grasping her sides, lifting her up in the air. Turning around, she saw what she could only describe as a massive werewolf composed of the same energy orange energy that engulfed the opening. He was two, maybe three heads taller than her father. Even from the close view, she could see the dense, powerful muscles that sculpted his body. The energy he was composed of even mimicked the texture of werewolf fur: incredibly soft, ticklish but somewhat dense. The way he held her close to his chest, she could feel her hand practically sink into the dense forest.

However the most defining feature on him was the page that hovered just above his head. She was able to put two and two together: He was the thing she summoned. Or created. She wasn't sure. But now she was gonna get down to business.

"A-alright!" She chirped out, the initial fear and panic beginning to subside. "You know why I summoned you, so let's begin! Show me how-" Before she could finish, the orange entity was way ahead of her. She felt a soft thumping through a warm and hard appendage spring up from between her legs. Looking down, she it in all its glory. Despite the solid color, the appendage was sporting a series of veins all over from the base of the two round bulges to the blunted tip.

The entity began sliding itself between her legs, eliciting another surprise yelp from the pup. Her crotch slowly began to itch in a way she hadn't experienced before. It was like something inside was lit like a fire. The more the magically produced werewolf continued, the more entranced she became of the color. The shade of orange brought the image of Dennis to her mind. The little vampire that spurred her on to go as far as she has now.

As if responding to her desire of her love, it began to grind itself between her tight lips, feeling the slight buildup inside her that created the trail of juice down its length.

"D-Dennis..." The pup couldn't help herself as she whispered his name in the dark of night. Winnie began to grind back, the pulsations between the two of them, further awakening the desires that have always been there inside her. She repeated his name, over and over, feeling a warmth build up from the base of her tummy down to her crotch. The werewolf creation holding onto her pulled her up, giving her a better view of the thing that was making her feel so good.

Without having to tell it, the creature aligned itself up with her opening. She gasped as the tip prodded her now moist lips, threatening to go inside. Her heart was racing harder than she imagined as the pressure against her was about to reach a new level. The beast eased Winnie down, finally penetrating her tight hole. She clenched her eyes and restrained a howl unlike any she'd let loose before. A mating call from a pup that was feeling her first time being taken. There was no pain, only bliss as she finally bet the bulbous knot that trembled.

Unlike her, the beast didn't show any kind of expression. As blank as his maw was, it was doing its duty properly. The cub trembled around him, clenching his shaft even as it stretched her young walls to the limits. Slowly but surely, the two of them began to reach a comfortable rhythm. Winnie was doing everything in her power to not let herself howl loud enough to wake her family, or else she'd have to explain herself and what's going on right now. The feelings that tickled her insides was growing stronger and more intense, causing her to leak out a stream of cum that coated her creations cock.

The inexperienced wolf didn't need to wait much longer before reaching her end. Her creation took the initiative and began to spread her open further with the growing knot. She did everything she could to just no howl, but her cum soaked the ground below and tears of pleasure ran down her face as she felt the knot finally pop inside her. Fully impaled, she nearly went limp before feeling a deep spreading of warmth and her stomach

"Ahhh..... D... D..." She tried to call out to her love. All she could do was stare off into space, mouth agape and drool spilling from her maw as the hot magical seed spilled into her womb, plumping her stomach up as if she was ready to pop out her own pups. She imagined herself and Dennis doing the same thing when they're older together. Being together... Feeling herself taking his seed happily.

The pup was in pure sexual bliss.

As sleep began to overtake her, Winnie's creation was slowly fading away, along with the freshly packed seed that was sent into her. The page that she took floated down to her open hand, making sure it wouldn't be lost from any ill-gotten wind.

That night Winnie dreams about what the future held for her and her zing.

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