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This must've been that woman's doing! It was hard to believe. There was no way the necklace was special or magical! Or at least, that is what he had thought before waking up as a different species. This all happened because of the necklace! With the jewel still held out by his hand, he gripped it tight and yanked. "Gah!" The canine stumbled forward. "What the hell?!" He yanked and jerked the chain, but it wouldn't break. It was a small chained necklace. It couldn't be this durable!

If he couldn't break it, then he'd just pull it off. That idea was squashed quickly, as his new muzzle made it impossible to pull the necklace up and off. The only option left was to undo the clasp. "Ugh... Come on." Devon huffed, having a hard time grabbing the clasp. After several seconds, he stepped up to the mirror and spun the necklace around so he could see the back of it. The insufferable piece of jewelry was turned left and right, but it didn't help. The clasp was gone.

"You gotta be kidding!" Devon growled. He spun the necklace around once more and gave a few more tugs and yanks on the purple gem. This thing must have been cursed! He'd just have to go back to that shop and confront that woman.

The annoyed canine went to his backpack and pulled out jeans and a T-shirt. The shirt slipped on easily enough, but the jeans were on the tight side and were almost too small. "Am I taller?" He turned back to the mirror to see the bottom of the jeans sitting a few inches higher on his legs. Even his shirt was higher than usual. Normally he was 5'8", but he must be at least six feet tall now. "Damn it! What am I supposed to wear?"

The jeans and shirt were tossed across the room, and he dug through his bag once more. Several outfits were thrown onto the bed, all except for a gray hoodie and sweatpants. Both had been a little oversized for comfort reasons, but now they fit just fine. This would work. With the hoodie pulled up, he could hide his ears, though his new muzzle still stuck out. His extra set of shoes, a pair of white sneakers, were too small for his feet, and there was no way his dress shoes would fit.

"Whatever!" The shoes were tossed across the room. "I don't need shoes, I just need to get back to normal." He snatched his phone, car key, and the keycard for his room and stormed out into the hallway. Thankfully, it was deserted. He didn't run into anyone in the hall, and the elevator was empty. The button for parking was pushed, and he waited.

It felt like an eternity was passing, each floor slowly going past as it descended. Then, the elevator stopped, but did not open up to the parking garage. The doors opened to the second floor, where a woman took a few steps forward before freezing in place.

"A wolf!" She shrieked, then turned and ran off.

"Wolf?" Devon repeated. Is that what he was? He supposed that'd explain why he was taller and not a pint-sized dog. The woman had helped him realize something, except now she was probably running to alert security. He pressed the "Close Door" button over and over, waiting anxiously as the doors closed and the elevator resumed.

A sigh of relief was let out once the doors opened to the parking garage. He hurried out, head turning back and forth as he scanned for his rental. His ears perked up, poking up the fabric of the hoodie once he spotted it. Devon felt less exposed after getting inside and closing the top. All he had to do now was look up where that antique shop was at.

He pressed the power button on his phone and waited, clawed fingers drumming away on the steering wheel. "Finally." The wolf grumbled once the home screen loaded up. His thumb pressed to the finger scanner, and the phone denied him entry. "What?!" He tried again and again, but the result was the same. His fingerprint was new, too. Devon didn't even bother with trying a face scan, and after multiple failed attempts to enter the passcode he couldn't remember, it locked him out for 3 hours.

"Of course! Why not?" He tossed the phone to the floor of the passenger seat. "Why would this be easy!?" the wolf snarled and firmly squeezed the steering wheel. After a few moments, he took a deep breath, his grip relaxing. This was alright, he could find his way back. The shop couldn't have been that far away. Devon slipped the key into the ignition, started the engine, and pulled out of the garage.

"None of this looks familiar." Devon said after several minutes of driving. He looked around as he came to a stop at a red light. Had he gone the wrong way, or did he just not take note of his surroundings the day before? "This would be simple if I could just use my phone!" He snarled, slamming his fist down onto the center console. Immediately, the top receded. "What? Go back up!"

He pushed the button for the top to close, but it kept opening until it was concealed away. A quick glance around showed that no one had noticed him, not even the cop car that was two lanes over. Then, a gust of chilly wind blew across the street. It caught the wolf's hoodie and blew it back. Devon's eyes widened, scrambling to lift the hood back up. He saw the cop window rolling down and a pair of shades being lowered.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Devon returned to pressing the button for the car roof to close back up. After a few seconds, he heard sirens as the light turned green. It was too late for the car roof now. He slammed his foot down on the gas and turned right, forcing the truck in the turning lane to come to a screeching halt. The car sped along, sirens getting quieter. Just like that, he was running from the cops.

Even with his little maneuver at the intersection, the sirens stayed a consistent volume behind him. That wasn't good, and neither was the gridlock of traffic up ahead. Typical. It wasn't even peak hours for traffic, but the next few lights were blocked up with cars. Devon chalked it up to the dense city and its many inhabitants. In any other situation, he wouldn't have cared. A few minutes at a light wasn't a big deal.

Except he was being actively chased by the cops. Once he was forced to come to a stop behind a multitude of cars at a red light, he parked, stood up and jumped out of his still running car and booked it down the nearest sidewalk. It wasn't ideal, but it was all he could think to do. As he ran down the sidewalk, bumping and pushing through people, his mind panicked.

How was he going to get out of this?

What would happen if the cops caught him?

Was it illegal for a wolf to drive?

Was he going to go to jail?

Devon looked behind himself as he ran, his hood jostling and falling open once more. "Ah!" He tripped and fell after spotting the cops turning the corner and spotting him. Everyone nearby backed away as he scrambled to his feet, head jerking left and right. An alleyway! He charged forward, people moving aside and allowing him to slip away easily.

At the end of the alleyway was a fork. Left or right?

"It went that way!" A woman cried out.

Devon glanced behind himself. At the entrance of the alley were the two cops and a woman pointing over at him. In each of their hands was a rifle. "Fuck!" He made a split second decision and went left. It took less than ten seconds for him to realize he had picked incorrectly. He came to a dead end.

"Don't shoot!" He said after turning around, hands raising up as the two cops took aim at him.

The two men shared a glance with one another, then steadied their rifles once more.

"Please, I'm not-!" The wolf pleaded, but was cut off by the gunfire. His ears lowered from the loud sound, eyes squeezing shut. There was a sharp pain in his chest and belly, his legs grew weak, and he fell over.

"Ah!" Devon jumped up from the ground. "You shot me! Call nine-!'' He blinked, head slowly turning. The alley no longer surrounded him. Instead, an open field lay behind him and a wooded area of pine trees stretched out ahead of him. Above the trees in the distance was a snow-covered mountain. He shivered, a layer of snow falling off his back. It was snowing.

"Uh." Devon gulped. He was in the middle of nowhere, no road, building, or landmark in sight, and given how the sun was setting, he'd be lost in the dark before long. Worst yet, he was naked! The only thing on him was the necklace. Not even cops, or whoever else had made this happen, could remove the necklace either. After several moments of idly looking around and letting his mind process what had happened, he came to the only answer that made sense. He hadn't been shot by bullets, but tranquilizer darts, and had been moved into the wild. It was something he remembered hearing or reading about.

"Ugh." Devon glanced down to his nude form, almost disgusted by the sheath and furry balls he was forced to come to terms with. There was no clothing to help cover up this living nightmare. With the initial shock over, he began walking into the woods. The chilly wind wasn't as noticeable here. For being nude and in the light snowfall, he didn't feel very cold. A jacket and some pants definitely would have made him feel cozy, but he didn't fear that death from hypothermia. At least the new fur was useful in that regard.

His feet crunched on the fresh layer of snow and the occasional twig or small branch. It wasn't long before the area grew dark with the setting sun. The woods grew more eerie and cold once it fell into darkness. Devon hugged his arms to his chest, his pace slowing. It was harder to see, and he didn't want to walk into a branch, tree, or trip over a rock.

What was he supposed to do? They had dumped him in the middle of nowhere, and he knew nothing about how to survive in the wild. He wasn't a wolf! Not really, anyway. It was getting colder. Was he going to freeze to death in his sleep? What was he supposed to do? What would a real wolf do?

*Snap*

Devon's ear twitched, and he froze up. He had heard a twig snap in the distance. It was a marvel he could hear that well, but his mind didn't dwell on that thought for long. His head turned, surveying the area. It was impossible to see further than ten feet away. If there was something else out here with him, he wouldn't be able to see them.

After a minute of holding his breath, listening, and not hearing anything, he chalked it up to his imagination. "Now is not the time to lose it." He muttered to himself, legs resuming once more. Devon had to stay focused. If he was going to survive, he needed to find shelter. Maybe there was a cabin out here, or maybe a clump of trees that could shield him from the wind that was picking up.

*Crack*

Devon stopped in his tracks. He definitely didn't imagine that. It was even louder than before. Instead of keeping still, his body went into full on "Flight" mode. He broke out into a run, wanting to make as much distance from whatever had made that noise. Clearly, he wasn't the only wild animal out here. Who knew what else lived out here. Bears, cougars, coyotes or possibly even other wolves that were territorial!

His burst of speed didn't last long. He tripped and went face first to the hard earth, which hurt a lot more with a muzzle. His nose seemed to take the brunt of the landing. "Aah, f-fuck!" Devon scrambled to his feet, stumbling several feet before running properly. The smell of copper quickly flooded his nostrils, unable to smell anything else around. "Damn it." He huffed, one hand wiping at his teary eyes that had gotten dirt into them, and the other held out in front of him.

"Gah!" The arm didn't little to aid him, as he tripped on something else yet again. At least this time, his arm was able to soften the blow.

"Stop running!" A gruff and deep voice roared out from behind him.

That was more than enough to motivate Devon to ignore any injuries and spring to his feet. He blinked away his tears and ran. It was terrifying to think that whatever was chasing him and was planning to eat and tear him apart could speak!

*Thump Thump Thump*

Either he had slowed down, the beast was going faster, or both, but the heavy footfalls of the creature were getting louder and louder! Is this how he was going to die? Cursed, changed and ditched in the woods, all because he went to that antique shop?! Devon cried out, getting tackled to the ground. He squirmed, but the beast was huge and had him pinned to the ground. It wouldn't have surprised him if just the beast's weight alone was keeping him in place.

"I told you to stop!" The beast growled, powerful hands holding down Devon's arms and thick legs pressing down on the smaller set.

"P-Please, don't eat me!" Devon pleaded, which wasn't an easy thing to do with something so heavy on his back, legs, and arms. It was hard enough to breathe, let alone speak.

"Eat you?" The beast scoffed. "I'm not going to eat you. I just wanted you to stop running. You were going to knock yourself out if you kept doing that!"

"H-Huh?" Devon stopped squirming. The pressure on his arms and back lightened up.

"Promise me you won't run off, and I'll get up."

Devon quickly nodded his head. "I-I promise, I won't run!" Just like that, the beast stood and was off of him. Not wanting to make any sudden movements, he slowly stood and turned around to face his assailant. "Oh."

What stood before him was definitely a beast. More accurately, it was a wolf. He blended into the night with his black fur, and only the occasional gray or brown splotch of fur helped the big guy be discernible from the darkness. And he was big. Not only easily standing a foot taller than Devon, but even in the dark, the wolf's muscular form could be made out. Arms and legs were thick with muscle, and it wouldn't have surprised him if a six-pack lay beneath the beast's fur. The striking yellow eyes were easy to spot, and they weren't filled with anger or hunger, but with concern.

"I can smell your blood. How badly are you hurt?" The beast asked.

"Oh, uh..." Devon wiped his nose with the back of his hand, a mixture of dried and wet blood stained his fur. "I'm fine, just a nosebleed."

The beast nodded. "Good. I was worried it was worse. Those falls looked rough."

Devon nodded. "I guess I'm stronger than I look." He let out a nervous chuckle. This was an odd situation. From running for his life to be worried about from the enormous beast he had been running from.

The big wolf continued staring down at the smaller one with a strange intensity, then quickly diverted his gaze after several seconds of silence.

"Um... Why were you chasing me?" Devon asked, breaking up the awkward silence.

"I wasn't!" The black wolf snapped his head back. "I was watching you, then you took off. So, I followed you, then you fell, and I told you to stop." He cleared his throat and looked off to the side. "I didn't know you were running from me."

"You were watching me?"

The beast nodded, glancing at Devon. "Stalking. I was keeping an eye on you. There hasn't been another wolf out here in ages."

Devon raised an eyebrow at the strange wolf. The big guy didn't seem so intimidating now. "Aren't wolves supposed to be in packs? Why are you alone?"

The beast shrugged after a moment, turning back to the small wolf. "You don't have a pack either."

"Well, uh... No, I guess I don't." Silence filled the air once more. Devon took a slow step backwards. "I guess I'll-"

"Come with me." The beast said before grabbing the other wolf's hand, dwarfed in his own, and pulled the gray wolf along.

"Uh." Devon stammered, stumbling along after the gigantic beast. "Where are we going?"

"My den." He replied, getting quiet for several seconds. "My name is Orion."

"I'm Devon."

"Devon." The beast repeated quietly to himself. "It's not much farther."

"Oookay." This isn't how he thought things would've gone. Fearing for his life one minute and then being taken to a hopefully warm den, the next. The big guy hadn't been lying either. After a few minutes, Devon's hand was released in front of an opening to a cave. A rather small opening. Orion motioned for him to enter, so he knelt down slightly and went in.

The small entrance opened up into a bigger room, though it was nearly pitch black a few feet in. He had to step aside for Orion, who had to essentially crawl inside, but once in, even the enormous wolf could stand fully. His hand was taken ahold of once more and he was led into the pitch black of the cave.

"Can you see in here?" Devon asked, having to follow along blindly.

"No. I remember where to step." Orion answered in his gruff voice. He took the smaller wolf a good fifty feet deeper into the cave, where it was already warmer than outside. "Sit." The wolf said, releasing the hand. "I'll make a fire."

"Uh, alright." Devon carefully lowered himself down onto something soft. Some kind of seat? He couldn't tell. All he could do was sit in the dark and listen to Orion shuffling about and moving items. Before long, the light from sparks could be seen, and shortly after that, a small fire was going. Dried leaves were burning, with small branches and twigs following right after. The fire was kept in place by a ring of stones, and as it grew in intensity, the cave lit up and grew warmer.

"Eat." Orion placed a small wooden bowl in Devon's hands, then sat down beside him.

"Thanks..?" Devon held the bowl up to see its contents more clearly. It held a few leaves and small twigs, but was fairly full of berries. He grabbed one and held it up in the light, purple and fairly plump.

Orion reached over, plucked a berry from the bowl, and popped it into his mouth.

Well, they probably weren't poisonous then. Devon followed suit and ate the one he was holding. It was just as juicy as it had looked and tasted sweet. "Mmm. That's good." He ate another, and another. Popping one into his muzzle before even finishing the previous berry. Now that he thought about it, he had eaten nothing all day. It only took him a few minutes to empty the bowl's contents, save for the few leaves and twigs.

"S-Sorry." He swallowed down the last few berries, having gotten carried away. When he looked up, he expected the big wolf to be angry. Instead, he was met with a smile.

"I already ate today." Orion took the bowl and set it aside. "I wish I had more to offer you, but that's all I had. You look like you haven't eaten well in weeks."

"I just had pizza last night, but nothing today." Devon looked down at himself. He was still his normal weight, maybe slightly below average, but he was healthy. That was his human standards. Being a skinny and barely muscled wolf was probably not ideal for survival. His thighs and ass seemed thicker than before, though.

"Pee-zah?" Orion repeated, legs bending, knees raising up and pulling back towards his stomach.

"Er, nevermind. It's just some food I ate." Devon's eyes looked up and down at the gigantic beast. He could see him more clearly now. Orion looked just as massive as he had before, if not more so, as his arms and legs looked more defined now, even with a layer of fur. "So... Why were you stalking me earlier, and for how long?"

"I smelled you." Orion's chest rumbled, turning his gaze to the still growing fire. "I tracked it and saw you sleeping on the ground. You got up before I got close."

Devon gave the big wolf a concerned look. Had Orion really been watching him ever since he woke up in this place? "F-for that long? Really?" How had he not noticed such a colossal beast following and stalking him?

Orion nodded, tossing a small branch onto the fire. "I'm a good hunter, but I was surprised you didn't notice. When the wind shifted, I thought you would have noticed my scent for sure." He turned back to his guest. "You're not a hunter, are you?" His eyes looked Devon over. "How old are you? You look young."

"I'm eighteen."

Orion burst out into a hearty laughter. "Very funny!" His fist pounded the cave floor, laughter slowly dying down.

"Uuh... How old are you then?" Devon asked.

"Me?" Orion calmed down. "I'm twelve. I left my pack when I was around your age." He leaned in to give a critical glance up and down the smaller wolf. His nostrils flared after a moment and he quickly sat up straight. "You're seven, maybe eight. Am I right?"

Devon nodded after a brief pause. "Yeah, that's right." He had forgotten. Animals grew up a lot quicker than humans. Roughly twice as fast. If Orion was twelve, then he'd be about the equivalent of a human in their early to mid-twenties. Which meant to Orion, he looked to be in his early to mid teens. Well, that wasn't far off.

"Why did you leave your pack?" Devon asked.

Orion shifted where he sat. "I needed to go out on my own." He pulled his legs closer to himself. "Why are you alone?"

That was a good question, and one he wasn't sure how to answer. "Um... I don't get along with my parents well, and I was with a guy, but... He left me for someone else."

Orion's ears perked up. His head turned, and he leaned in slightly towards the smaller wolf.

"I guess I hadn't thought about it much until now, but I guess I am alone." Devon sighed, staring into the fire. He glanced at Orion after a few seconds of silence, sitting up straight when he noticed the big guy seemed more attentive than before. "So, uh... You were stalking me earlier because you hadn't seen another wolf in a long time?" The idea of it made him feel bad for the big guy, being alone and no other wolves to be with.

"Yes." Orion nodded. "That and your scent."

Devon gave the big wolf a curious look. "The scent of a wolf?"

"Not just that." Orion kept staring.

"Then what about it?" Devon pressed further.

"Your scent excites me." He paused for a moment. "A wolf's scent had never done that to me before."

"E-Excites you? Like... You want to hunt and eat me?" Devon's voice quivered.

"No! Not like the excitement of a hunt. Maybe kind of close, but-"

"What do you mean, then?" Devon slowly slid away from the big wolf. It was then that he noticed the seating he had been using was a pile of furs.

Orion's expression turned to that of worry as he saw the smaller wolf inching away from him. He needed to clear this up immediately before ruining his chances, and since he was stumbling around with his words, he'd have to show it. After a moment, his legs were released and laid flat on the ground.

Devon gulped. "O-Oh."

With his legs down, the big guy's groin was no longer hidden. Several inches of thick canine cock were poking free from the black sheath. Right below that was a heavy set of furry orbs, easily the size of oranges.

"I wasn't like the other males of my pack. A bitch in heat didn't excite me. They told me what it was like to smell a bitch in heat, how they would get so excited and could barely contain themselves. I never felt that way, and I didn't understand." The canine shaft throbbed. "But after smelling you, I understand."

Devon had stopped moving, his eyes stuck to the throbbing length for several seconds. It looked so thick, and more of it must've been hidden away. He shook his head. What was he thinking?! This was a wolf, an animal!

Orion got closer. "Do you not feel the same way? You said you were with another male." His cock throbbed, another half inch sliding free. "Does my scent not excite you?"

Devon shook his head again. "N-No, it doesn't. I don't smell anything different."

Orion stopped inching closer, ears lowering. "You don't?" His eyes darted around the room, and after a few seconds, they settled on the smaller wolf. "Your nose!"

"What about my- Mmph!" Devon's eyes shot wide open. He was grabbed and pulled into Orion's side, muzzle pressed into the big wolf's fur. The changed human struggled for a moment, then he took a deep breath. His struggles ceased.

"Your nose must be clogged from that fall." Orion's grip weakened when he noticed Devon relax. "Can you smell me now?"

Devon certainly could. Something about Orion's scent was making him feel... Odd, but in a good way. His tail began to wag gently, and there was a warmth in his groin that showed no signs of cooling down. "Wh-what..."

Orion smirked, letting go of Devon's head completely now. The smaller wolf didn't pull or slump away in the slightest. "I think I'm having the same effect on you as you are doing to me." He ran his hand down the other's back, fingers brushing through the soft fur.

Devon's mind fogged over, lost in the big wolf's scent. All his cares and worries floated away, and he thought of nothing else but the warmth he felt and the large hand rubbing his back. It wasn't until a few minutes later that he sat up, mind clearing up. "Whoa." He huffed, still coming back to his senses.

"You clearly feel the same way I do." Orion said, reaching over to tap at the smaller wolf's erection.

"Ah!" Devon jumped, causing Orion to jerk slightly. His changed dick was a deep red, throbbing, and his sheath felt tight from a large lump inside of it. "I've never done this. I m-mean, not like this. How am I-"

"Shh." Orion put a finger on Devon's muzzle. His other hand returned to that throbbing erection, a finger trailing up and down the underside. "I haven't done this either, but we can figure it out."

Devon found himself whining, his cock twitching from the attention. He wasn't worried about *how* to have sex; he was worried about doing it as a wolf. This body was foreign to him. Not to mention the bigger wolf that wanted to bed him. It only took one quick look to confirm his suspicions. Orion was hung. The big guy's dick had only gotten bigger, or rather, more of it had come out of hiding. It must've been at least a foot long, and as thick as a soda can! How was he supposed to do anything with that?

Orion pressed a large hand to Devon's chest, pushing him to lie back. He knelt in front of the small wolf's feet and leaned over, sniffing and huffing at the other's groin. His dangling shaft jumped as he took a deep breath. "Mmm. I knew right when I caught your scent earlier that we were meant to be together. I could just smell it." He took one last huff, his nose buried beneath Devon's balls, then moved up and lapped over the erection there.

"Ooooh~" Devon stifled a moan. He wasn't sure why he was so turned on, but he was. So much so that his previous concerns were fading away. All he could think about was the big stud of a wolf licking away at his twitching cock and how aroused it got him. "Oh!" He gasped, legs jerking.

Orion had taken that erection completely into his large muzzle. Even with Devon's new form that had given him a slightly longer and thicker canine cock compared to his average-sized human one, the big guy could take it all with no problem. He slobbered and slurped on the twitching length, and after a minute, his tongue extended down to slip into the sheath.

"Aah~!" Deon let out a surprised moan, his legs wrapping around the wolf's neck. This was unlike anything he had felt before. It was crazy enjoyable before, but the tongue slipping into his sheath to lick at the thick lump inside made his dick spurt a glob of pre-cum. "O-oh my..."

Orion kept that up for another minute, pulling off as the smaller wolf became a squirmy and moaning mess. The dick left his maw with a soft 'Pop' before he grinned wickedly. "I need to breed you." If he wasn't fully hard before, he was now. He sat up for a moment to look over at the other wolf, which gave Devon a good view of the big guy's dripping cock.

"Need to..? Oh!" Devon gasped. His legs were grabbed and pushed to his chest. This caused his ass to raise up, and his cheeks to spread apart. His pink hole was displayed to the enormous wolf above, drool dribbling down onto his upturned rear.

Orion could only peer down at the tempting hole for a few moments before his head dived down, tongue lapping over and in circles on the tight ring of flesh. There were no complaints heard as he did so. Quite the opposite, in fact. The smaller wolf was a moaning mess as his legs were legs back and his hole eaten out. Those moans only intensified as Orion forced his tongue to slither into the loosening hole, which had relaxed from all the licking.

Devon was in heaven, clear enough by his drooling cock. A small pool of pre had formed on his belly, matting down his fur. Even the lump in his sheath had slipped free, revealing more of his dick. He had never been rimmed before. Trey had always declined. Was it always this enjoyable, or did having a hulking wolf make a big difference?

"Aaah." Orion pulled his tongue out after slipping as much as he could manage into that butt. He panted and huffed, tongue hanging from his maw and dribbling drool. His gaze was locked onto the slightly gaped and slick hole his tongue had just finished exploring. "Breed. Now." He released Devon's legs. Even kneeling, he towered over the prone wolf.

"Breed?" Devon leaned up with his arms. The wolf-stud's cock pointed straight at him, throbbing and leaking. It looked even bigger now, especially with the thick knot at the base. The big guy didn't think he could actually breed him... right?

Orion growled, sharp fangs being shown. "Present."

Devon gulped. He looked up from the eager cock, then to the big guy's equally eager and fierce face. It only took him a few seconds to realize what the other was asking for; Doggystyle. Maybe missionary wasn't a known or welcome sexual position amongst animals? Either way, Orion wanted to do it a certain way.

Frankly, Devon didn't care if it was missionary, doggy style, or reverse cowgirl. Hell, he was so aroused that the sight of the big wolf's equally big cock didn't even worry him. He simply wanted it. Orion could've tried slipping a hand up his ass, and he probably would've went with it. The smaller wolf was just that horny.

After a brief hesitation of staring at the imposing cock and realizing that he needed it just as much as Orion needed to use it, he turned over onto all fours. The pile of furs was a nice padding for his hands and knees, and the nearby fire kept the area nice and toasty.

Orion scooted closer until his cock was resting atop the offered ass, his hands gripping, squeezing, and pulling those cheeks apart to see that puckering hole once more. "I've never been so excited before." The big wolf growled. He kneaded those ass cheeks for only a moment before one hand lifted away, grabbing his still drooling shaft and taking aim at the pink hole. It took all his willpower not to thrust it all in at once.

Instead, he prodded the hole with his pointed tip and eased it in. His tongue hung from his muzzle, slowly feeding his cock in at a steady rate. His tongue had done a good job of loosening the smaller wolf up, not to mention all the drool.

Devon gripped the furs beneath him once he felt the tip at his hole, groaning as it slipped into him. At first, it was fine, but then the tapered tip widened up and he remembered seeing how thick the cock was. His chest slowly lowered as inch after inch sunk into him, surprised he hadn't been ripped open. Though he was surprised by how good it felt. Once he got past the initial shock of being stretched open so much, it was nothing but pleasure.

He wasn't sure if his new wolf body was more durable or what, but he wasn't complaining. The hot, thick wolf cock slipping into him felt great. His own shaft was throbbing and leaking nonstop. "O-Oooh..." Devon cooed, feeling something obscenely thick poke at his backdoor. A quick glance between his legs showed Orion's much larger orbs hanging down right beside his own. Had he really taken the whole thing?

"So. Good." Orion rumbled, his dick lurching and spurting pre-cum into the younger wolf's depths, as if it wasn't slick enough. He savored the moment briefly before leaning down, pressing onto Devon's back with his broad chest, arms wrapping around the smaller wolf and keeping him in place. "Time to breed my mate." The big wolf growled into the other's ear. He couldn't hold back his urges any longer.

Devon would've felt trapped with the big guy pressing into him if it didn't make him feel even more turned on. Why was this wolf having such an effect him? The thought was barely registered before he was distracted. Orion pulled his hips back. Half of that long, thick cock slipped free of him before being thrust back in. "Ah~!" The gray wolf groaned. It almost felt like the wind was knocked from his lungs. The powerful thrusts were something he'd have to adjust to, because they didn't stop.

Orion repeated that action over and over, gaining speed as time went on. Soon, his hips were nearly a blur as half his cock was thrust in and out. After a few minutes, they grew in intensity. Somehow, the muscled wolf was full of energy. He didn't slow down. Now, he was more fierce. His hips didn't pull back as far, only pulling out a quarter of the way now, and when he slammed back in, making that bubbly ass jiggle each time, his knot slapped into that loosened hole.

Devon had been reduced to a moaning and whimpering mess. He would've collapsed to the ground if not for the arms and cock holding him up, and he was loving it. As a human, he had never been fucked like this. It was so passionate, rough, and breathtaking. Almost literally, for that last one. Even as the impossibly large knot knocked at his backdoor, he could do nothing but sit there. If he had the strength to do so, he would've pushed back.

Orion's cock had seemed impossible when he had seen it before, then he had gotten too horny to care, and he had taken it fairly easily. Why wouldn't the knot be any different? Not only was he not worried, but he wanted it. Devon wanted to take everything Orion had to offer. "Kn-knot me!" He meekly cried out.

There was no response from the big wolf, not verbally, anyway. The thrusts got shorter and faster, the knot ruthlessly slapping away at that loosening hole. He could feel the hole slowly opening up, wanting to be knotted to him. "Hrrf." Orion's thrusting slowed momentarily as he shifted, biting down firmly onto Devon's neck. It wasn't enough to break skin. He wasn't even sure why he was doing it. It just felt right.

With the neck firmly held in his powerful jaws, his powerful thrusts returned. His arms squeezed just a bit harder around the smaller wolf, his large orbs slapping into Devon's own. With a muffled roar, he thrust forward hard and held it there, continuing to press forward while his arms pulled back.

"F-Fuck!" Devon moaned, shuddering as his hole swallowed up the thick knot, locking himself to the stud's groin. His prostate was immediately crushed under the fresh addition, which was more than enough to send him over the edge. He lightly clawed into the furs as he made a mess beneath him.

Orion wasn't given anytime to enjoy being fully hilted. His new mate's hole clenched down onto his dick and knot, rapidly tightening and relaxing. He had never imagined mating would feel this good. So good, in fact, that it caused him to let loose as well. His dick jumped and jerked inside that tight hole, launching rope after rope of cum. Even when Devon's orgasm had died down, as well as the ass milking his length, he continued cumming. The big wolf had never cummed so much before, but once his cock did finally calm down, he was fairly sure his balls were completely drained.

"O-Oh my... god." Devon mumbled under his breath. The muzzle on his neck relaxed and released him, but those arms held him tight. "Nngh!" He groaned as the big guy turned over, taking him along for the ride. Orion was lying on his back, and Devon was laying across the black wolf's sculpted torso. In this new position, he could clearly see his bloated belly.

He panted and huffed, trying to catch his breath. It took a few minutes for his breathing to return to normal. "That.... was amazing." Devon said. He turned his head to look back at the big wolf, but saw that Orion was fast asleep. Fair enough. He was barely hanging in there as it was, and he hadn't been the one piledriving their hips for who-knows-how-long.

Devon closed his eyes and relaxed, which was oddly easy enough to do after everything he had just endured, even with a monumental cock and knot still locked into him. As sleep crept over him, his mind wandered. Had this been the purpose behind the necklace? Was this wolf somehow his true love? That sounded quite absurd. He didn't want to live in the woods, and he still wasn't even sure about being a wolf.

"Mmph.." Devon sighed. This wasn't all bad. Orion was... something else. Was there no gay or bi *human* guy out there that was right for him? Was Orion the best guy for him out of all animals, humans included? Or did the necklace not do what he thought it was doing?

Even with so many questions bouncing around his head, he couldn't fight off sleep for long. Soon, he was fast asleep atop the black wolf. His dick had slipped away back into his sheath, while Orion's idly twitched inside him. The sound of the crackling fire would slowly fade away as the night went on, eventually going out. Neither wolf would be the wiser about that, as they kept each other warm in their close embrace.

The end ...?