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“Try again Damian, you've almost got it"

Damian focuses on the patch of ground 20 paces in front of him, beside the small mountain lake that his teacher, the spirit wolf guardian known as Raulfar, calls home. His eyes open, Damian imagines himself traveling there from his current position. Suddenly, without a sound. Damian disappears from view only to reappear an instant later at the spot he had been looking at. Disorientated and overbalanced, all 4 of his legs scramble for purchase but do not find it. Damian tumbles forward and falls onto his Lupine muzzle, his hindquarters high in the air.

Raulfar dips his large black furred lupine head down to the ground in an attempt to hide his growing amusement at the white wolf's struggles. “See, you were even closer that time," Raulfar says with a barely suppressed wolfish chuckle, “you're still overthinking it though. You need to forget what your sense of balance is telling you and just “blink" forward. Just remember to not actually blink, you need to be able to see where you are going or nothing will happen."

It is mid afternoon at this mountain lake in the magical world of Norvogariam. Earlier this very day, Raulfar had decided that Damian, a human turned werewolf turned wolf, was deserving of receiving his power; the ability to teleport short distances. The “act" of transferring those powers to the white furred wolf had consumed much of the morning, but since noon Raulfar has been drilling Damian hard on how to put his newly granted ability to use.

Damian gets back up to his 4 paws and turns around. He once again focuses on a patch of ground 20 paces in front of himself and wills himself to travel there. The white wolf disappears and an instant later he reappears, right where he wanted to. This time he keeps his balance, at least after a few somewhat shaky steps forward that is.

“There, now you've got it," Raulfar exclaims, “now try to blink from a running start."

Several Hours Later...

By that evening Damian has pretty much mastered his new ability and the two large wolves sit down together before the shores of the mountain lake to share a meal of fish that Damian had just caught.

“It is a good sign that you can already use your ability to hunt, as long as you don't miss, your prey will never see you coming," Raulfar says.

“It almost seems too easy, like I'm cheating, but I guess I don't have to use it when I hunt if I don't want to."

Raulfar nods, “it is best used against tougher opponents. Take care that your use of the blink ability does not become easy for your enemy to discern. Be unpredictable, don't let them know what you can do until you are in position to fully claim the advantage."

“Thanks again Raulfar, for everything. Your wisdom, this new power, restoring my ability to speak aloud, and the sex was amazing too. Although I have to be honest, I still have no idea where exactly I should go from here. I now have some idea of what exists in this world and how it works, but I still have no idea how I am to reclaim my human and werewolf forms and find my way back to my own world."

“Damian, you already have your answer. Your reincarnation, you ending up in my forest specifically, Me helping you and granting you my power. It has all been the will of Fenrir. Think, what has gotten you to this point? What did you do to end up in this world and what have you had to do to gain knowledge and power so far, both in this world and in your last?"

Damian thinks for a good minute, “Well I became a werewolf through being bred by my alpha after his pack took me in. I died when I had sex with a snake that had planned to eat me from the moment she saw me. I Was reincarnated and I ended up here stripped of almost all my abilities, I couldn't even speak anymore. I was stuck in the form of a wolf and I was living among wild wolves, and then I met you. I let you fuck me to gain your powers and now I am larger, I can blink short distances, and I can speak aloud again."

“Yes, and what do all those things have in common?" Raulfar asks patiently.

“Sex, I have both gained and lost power through having sex," Damian says, realization dawning across his lupine face.

“Correct, so to regain your other two forms, what do you think you must do?"

“Are you really suggesting that all I have to do is get some human and some werewolf to fuck me?"

“I believe so," Raulfar replies, “Fenrir, and all his creations that reproduce in that manner are very open when it comes to sex. As long as it is between consenting adults, anything goes. Our god encourages those of us who have the desire, to fuck whatever we please. Fenrir is not punishing you for fucking a snake. He has punished you for losing control, for not listening to you instincts, for failing as a werewolf. That is why the answer to regaining your lost forms is sex. You must prove that you can control yourself and the situation around you, and that you won't allow yourself to fall prey to one of your sexual partners again."

“Still, this seems a little too simple."

“Fenrir wouldn't give you an impossible task. He would never set you up to fail, it's simply not in his nature to be deceitful and manipulative. That being said, it really won't be that simple. There are many dangers in this world that may try to hinder your progress. Even after regaining your werewolf abilities you'll still have to find a way back home. Having some way to deal with that snake after you get there would be a wise move as well."

“I see, that makes sense. Based on what you've told me I think it would makes sense if I focused on one task at a time."

“Yes, that would be wise indeed. I'd focus on reclaiming your human and werewolf forms first."

Damian nods, “getting a werewolf to fuck me will be easy if my old pack back on Earth is any indication, if I can find some other werewolves that is. Finding a human that would be willing to fuck me as I am now will be more difficult though."

“Not impossible though, and you may be surprised at just how easy that may prove to be," Raulfar chuckles, a wolfish grin spreading across his lupine face.

“What do you mean by that?"

“There is another forest around a days journey from here known as the Murkwood. There is a cabin in this forest where a human woodsman and his dog make their home. Though of course this dog is no ordinary mutt. He happens to be another that I have granted my powers to. In fact I gave him more of myself then I gave you, or any other for that matter. He is not a mindless animal and can speak as well as you or I. I know these two well, this woodsman regularly lusts for his faithful companion and the feeling is mutual. They consider themselves to be mates in fact."

“I see, I guess that's as good a place to start looking. I certainly don't want to be too forward, but I will at least go meet them and introduce myself. At the very least it will be nice to talk to other people who won't be surprised by a talking wolf."

“They may be surprised by your sudden appearance, but I think they'll grow to like you quickly. I myself do not understand sexual desires very well, being what I am I do not experience such things, but still I can tell the dog is insatiable when it comes to sex. It will be the human who will be difficult to convince, his views on the matter seem to be a bit more….. traditional. I think they balance each other out well."

“I'll try to get to know them. If it works out and they can help me then great, if it doesn't I'll move on."

Raulfar nods, “I have also heard a rumor that may be relevant. Far to the west in the next kingdom over there is another large forest, it is much like this one. The rumors say that this forest has been overrun be werewolves. You may find more of your kind there if the tales I have heard prove to be true."

“I will head to this nearby forest then to find this woodsman and his mate. Then it will be on to the neighboring kingdom to find the werewolves. For the first time since coming to this world my path seems clear."

“Yes," Raulfar says, but now it is getting late. Get some rest, your journey begins tomorrow.

The Next Morning, deep within the Murkwood.

Feeling a weird tugging sensation coming from his naked brown skinned ass, Colson awakens in the simple one room log cabin that he and his mate call home. As his consciousness returns the human realizes that the sensation he is feeling is being caused by the large dog cock that is still lodged deep in his rear. He and his canine lover had fallen asleep in each others embrace after an intense night of passionate sex.

It is now morning and Colson is laying in their shared bed. His canine mate has already gotten up to his 4 paws and is ass to ass with the human. The gray short haired pointer is currently trying to gently pull his cock from the human's rear. Now that he is awake, Colson is determined to stop this from happening. He clenches his passage around the somewhat erect flesh, desperate to keep his lover's mating tool within him longer. He fails, moaning in pleasure as his mate finally manages to pull his large red member out.

“Well good morning to you too, Rikki" Colson says, sitting up and then playfully slapping the large dog's hindquarters.

“Sorry, I was trying to pull out without waking you."

“Don't you worry about it Rik, we slept far too long anyway. The sun is high in the sky and we've got much to do today,"

Colson slides out of bed, gets to his feet and begins to stretch out his 6'2" frame, after wiping the sleep from his forest green eyes. His muscles ripple underneath his brown skin as he rolls his shoulders. He straightens his bedraggled appearance, running his fingers through his hair and his beard. Turning to face away from the bed, he then reaches down to touch his toes.

Rikki, still standing on their bed, can't resist the sight of his mate's toned and ever so exposed ass. He leans his head down a bit and begins to lap eagerly at the human's hole. Clearly he is growing eager for another round.

The woodsman lets out a gasp upon feeling the dogs tongue on his taint, and then a sigh, “darn it, you know we can't right now Rik, we gotta job to do."

Rikki reluctantly withdraws his tongue, “Aw come on, I promise I'll be quick! I won't even knot you this time!"

“Don't you be making promises you can't keep Rikki, you horny dog."

Rikki feigns a dejected look and then he hops off the bed and begins to stretch out his own body. The gray short haired pointer looks much like any other of his breed. He has floppy ears, brown eyes, and a docked tail. The only difference is that he is far larger then most dogs, even most wolves for that matter. From head to tail he is every bit as long as Colson is tall. The lines formed by his well defined muscle structure are clearly visible through his short fur. A result of living a hard life out in the wilderness with his human partner.

After a meal and quickly taking a dip in a nearby stream, Colson puts his clothes on, slings his bow across his back, and straps a short sword to his belt. The two partners head away from the cabin into the woods. Their job is to patrol and manage this forest on the behalf of a local lord. To make sure that the deer that call the forest home are both abundant and healthy, and to keep any poachers out. Only noblemen may hunt in these woods as per the laws of the realm.

Not too far into their normal patrol route, they come across a desiccated deer carcass. The poor thing looked like it had been drained completely dry of all fluids, leaving behind only a parched husk. Inspecting the remains, Colson and Rikki quickly find a large puncture wound right above where the deer's heart would have been.

“Looks like like a bloodmidge!" Rikki observes, he drops his nose to the ground and sniffs around a bit, “smells like one was about too."

“Yep, It's look'n like you're right."

“Of course I'm right! My nose never lies!" The dog replies excitedly

“This ain't good. bloodmidges move right fast. They skitter around on their little stick legs, moving them as fast as a hummingbird can beat its wings. They need to feed like this one here did everyday. If it has made it's lair in this area then the deer population will be thinned considerably in no time. I know you can move even faster then a bloodmidge with that ability of yours, but even that may not be enough for us to corner it."

“Eh, we can take 'em," Rikki says, “We just need to come up with a plan first."

“Yes, you're right. I say we finish our patrol and then we head home. We'll think on this tonight and come up with a plan to deal with it on the 'morrow.

The couple do just that. They finish their patrol without further incident and then head for home. It is an hour before sunset when they finally come within sight of their woodland cabin home. Something isn't right though, Rikki begins to growl and his fur stands on end.

“I smell another intruder, I think it is a wolf!"

“Just a single one of 'em?" Colson asks

“I'm not sure, it seems like there are two scents and one of the scents seems really familiar!"

“Ya sure Raulfar ain't about? He doesn't come this way often, but I still reckon that it could be him. He may have come to hunt that damn bloodmidge himself and save us the trouble!"

“I am sure. The familiar scent is fainter and the stronger scent is wholly unfamiliar! It smells wrong!"

“Don't be worrying, if it is Raulfar we will greet 'em as the friend he is. If it's a lone wandering wolf it'll run off into the woods as soon as it spots us."

Rikki looks unconvinced and Colson isn't sure what has gotten into the gray furred pointer. A single wolf is certainly nothing to worry about.

The two come out of the treeline, the cabin sits in the middle of a clearing. Sitting on his haunches in front of the structure is an unusually large white wolf with yellow eyes. The wolf does not in fact run when he spots Colson and Rikki, he just cocks his head and stare at them curiously. Clearly this wolf is no ordinary animal.

Rikki is still growling, his fur still standing straight up. Colson is far more calm though and he asks, “Just who and exactly what are you? What is it that brings you to our home?"

“My name is Damian. As to what I am, I'm a werewolf, or at least I was once. These days I'm stuck in the form you see before you now. I cannot transform. I am here because I am along way from home and I know almost no one in this world. I heard about you two from the spirit wolf known as Raulfar after he gifted me with his power. I understand that your mate here," pointing at Rikki with a raised paw, “has also received his gifts."

“A werewolf? Well if you're truly a friend of Raulfar's then you'd be a friend of ours too." Colson replies. “I gotta be straight with you though I have only ever heard of good ol' Raulfar driving werewolves away from this area. He ain't exactly known to be helping them. Do you truly have the black wolf's power?"

Damian blinks forward so that he is now sitting slightly closer to Colson and Rikki. Demonstrating the truth of his words. “Like I said, I'm not from around here. I have a long journey ahead of me if I am ever to return to my home. I was hopping to spend the night here with you, among company that would not be put off by a talking wolf."

“We can't trust a werewolf!" Rikki growls, “he smells wrong! But…. I do trust Raulfar and he definitely has the black wolf's power, same as me! I guess one night would be fine," the gray dog says hesitantly.

“It is settled then. I do like having company and hearing a good tale, and by the looks of it I reckon you've got a good one. Regardless of that, welcome to our home Damian," Colson exclaims.

The three of them retire to the cabin and before too long Colson has a roaring fire going in the hearth. A pot hanging over the fire bubbles, the tasty smells of venison stew emanating from it fill the room. After eating their fill, they sit before the cozy fire to converse. Colson and Rikki sit on the floor in each others embrace and Damian lays comfortably on a deerskin rug nearby.

“Thanks again for the food, it was the best I have had in a long time," Damian says.

“It ain't nothin', don't worry about it. Now I am sorry for pry'n and I don't mean no offense, but what kind of werewolf can't transform," Colson asks.

“No, No, that is a fair question," Damian says, “the real answer is very long, but the short of it is; I am cursed by Fenrir himself as a result of my own actions."

Rikki's floppy ears perk up at this, “Fenrir is the god of all wolves! Raulfar told me of him! Why would he curse a werewolf like that?"

“Like I said, it is a long story. I am willing to tell it though if you're both willing to hear it.

Colson and Rikki both nod their heads eagerly.

It takes Damian several hours to tell his whole story. He purposefully omits the part where Raulfar tells him how to regain his lost forms. He doesn't want to drop too much on the human and his canine lover all at once. That proves to be a wise choice, by the end of the story both Colson and Rikki have astonished looks on their faces.

As Damian finishes telling his tale, Colson remarks, “well I ain't gonna act like I understood half of what you just told us, but I think I get the gist of it."

“I like shoving my knot into things as much as any canine, but you really did mess up!"

“Don't be talk'n like that Rikki, it's rude. Sorry about him."

Damian lets out a growling chuckle, “no, it's alright. I did mess up more then a little bit."

“But now you get to live again! That's so cool! And then you let Raulfar fuck you, I bet that was amazing. Did you enjoy taking his dick?" Rikki asks, a lustful look in his eyes.

“Damn it Rikki, what has gotten into you? Sorry again about him, he ain't usually like this with people we have just met ,"

“Really don't worry about it, it's fine," Damian replies. “I understand what Rikki means, I'll never again have a fuck quite like Raulfar."

Colson is stunned by the lustful looks on the faces of the two canines. There is no way the human can understand what it would be like to have his insides painlessly but entirely re-arranged by a massive cock that would normally be far to big for his body to handle.

Deciding to change the subject, Colson says, “What's your plan now, where are ya off to?"

“I am heading to the west, to the next kingdom over. I hear there are other werewolves there. If anyone can help me, they can."

Rikki chimes in, “I heard of those werewolves! I heard that they had all gone feral! There are a lot of wizards in that country too!"

“Whether they have gone feral or not, I feel like my answers lie there."

“Find'n answers among your own kind does make sense, Colson agrees. “In any case, Rikki and I are gonna turn in. I don't aim to be an ungracious host, but we gotta bloodmidge to hunt tomorrow and we both will need our rest."

“Oh yeah go ahead, that's more then fine, but what exactly is a bloodmidge? Raulfar told me that they are some sort of bloodsucking monster, but I don't really have much detail beyond that."

“Yup, right strange bloodsuckers they are. They're about 4 feet tall and they run on two legs and possess a vaguely humanoid body but the be look'n like more of an insect. Their heads resemble that of a giant mosquito and they have a large jabbing proboscis that they use to suck all the juices from their prey. They're easy to kill except that they can run right quick. Almost faster then the eye can follow. If they know you're look'n to squash 'em you won't be catching 'em. It's best to ring the damn things in, get 'em surrounded, then strike."

“I'm not in any hurry, if you need help killing this monster, I am more then willing to help."

“No, no, you are our guest. I wouldn't ask that of ya."

“I really wouldn't mind helping out, I owe you for your hospitality. Besides it sounds like this thing will be a pain to kill with just the two of you to corner it."

“You don't own us a darn thing, but I see your point. We welcome the help."

“It will be good to have you along! We must get up before the sun rises! That is when the bloodsuckers like to hunt!"

“Sounds like a plan," Damian says, “see you two in the morning."

The three of them sleep soundly and peacefully in the warm cozy cabin. They awake about an hour before the sun rises, as planned. Quickly eating some preserved meat, the human, the dog, and the wolf do not waste any time. Colson grabs a long sword which is hanging by a peg on the wall, and they step outside. The forest is almost unnaturally still in the pre dawn fog. The air smells wet and earthy and shadows dance among the tops of the trees. They stick together as they make their way through the trees along a game trail. Rikki is in the lead with Colson close behind. Damian brings up the rear. Rikki suddenly stops in his tracks. His gray furred body tenses up and his short tail points straight backwards. He relaxes after a moment and the gestures with his muzzle to tell Colson and Damian that they should come take a look.

“There are both deer and bloodmidge tracks here," Rikki whispers. The hunting dog is all business now and there is little sign of his normal more energetic temperament.

Sure enough, looking down the three of them can clearly see a single set of deer tracks with another set of strange almost alien looking tacks mixed in. The odd tracks seem elongated, as if the creature that made them was either dragging its feet through the mud, or moving at great speeds. Gathering into a huddle Colson, Rikki, and Damian discuss what to do next.

“I admit I'm a little out of my depth here," Damian says. He cocks his lupine head to the side, “what's our next move?"

“I reckon the bloodmidge is already feeding on the deer it was following, and I don't think it is far. I'll follow this trail on my own straight to it. The darn thing won't run when it is feeding. Especially if it only sees one of us, it'll try to protect its kill. You two fan out to the sides, but stay quiet. When you hear a commotion come runnin' and use that fancy blink ability you both have to take it down before it even knows what hits it."

Rikki turns his head towards Damian, “we have to stagger our attacks so that we don't teleport into each other. I'll go first and latch onto it and then you can blink in on the other side and deliver the killing blow."

“I understand, let's do this," Damian whispers.

Colson draws his long sword and continues down the trail towards their quarry. Damian and Rikki meld into the woods on either side of the human. They move stealthily through the trees. Unseen and unheard.

As he creeps through the trees, Damian keeps his lupine muzzle open and his ears pointed forwards, tasting the air and listening. He is ready to move to the aid of Colson and Rikki at any moment. He can faintly hear the footfalls of the stealthy human some distance to his right, but he senses little else at the moment. After several minutes of walking, the white wolf can see that the forest to his right has opened up into a small clearing. He knows Colson must be entering that clearing now, it is likely that's where the bloodmidge is feeding. Damian carefully and quietly moves to the edge of the tree line and waits. He does not wait long, Damian hears the human call out:

“Damn you stink'n bug, get yerself off that deer! Yeah that's right, stupid thing, come right at me!"

Damian sticks his head through the trees and quickly takes in the scene in front of him. Colson is standing in front of the bloodmidge. The monstrous insect is quickly darting on its little stick feet this way and that. It is trying to get its stabbing proboscis past the reach of Colson's sword, to stab at the human's heart. The white wolf wants to blink in right then and there to help the human, but he remembers Rikki's words. He has to wait for just a few more seconds and watch for the right moment to strike.

In the treeline on the other side of the clearing, Rikki too hears Colson's expected call out. The large gray furred pointer wastes no time coming to his mates aid. He rushes out of the tree line and jumps up off the ground and spreads his jaws wide to bite. At the same moment he blinks forward so that he is now inches from the bloodmidge. He connects with the monster and bites down before the insectoid even knows what has hit it. He has the bloodmidge by its midsection, but the thing is not finished yet. It is now flailing madly, while still trying to fend the human's blade off with its long proboscis.

Damian knows this is the moment to strike, to blink in on top of the foul insect and break its flimsy neck in his powerful jaws before it can manage to harm either of his new friends, but that isn't what he does. Without even thinking about it, acting purely on instinct, Damian instead blinks in past Rikki. He re-appears just in time to grab the second bloodmidge around its neck, he bites down, crushing the life from the foul insect.

Faster then most could follow, just seconds before, the second bloodmidge had sped out of the treeline straight at Rikki's flank. The evil thing was not looking to save its compatriot but instead had identified the dog as an easy target, as distracted as he clearly was. Its stabbing proboscis had been a mere second away from stabbing into Rikki and piercing his heart before Damian had blinked in.

Throwing the corpse of the second bloodmidge aside, Damian turns and lunges. He blinks forward again, and the first bloodmidge's neck ends up between his lupine jaws. He bites down, ending the fight and separating the things weird mosquito-like head from its disgusting body.

The last few seconds of the fight had happened too fast for Rikki to follow, but as he releases his own jaws from the first bloodmidge's midsection and turns to regard the corpse of the second laying nearby, he realizes what had almost happened to him.

“Thank you Damian, I… I'd be dead if you hadn't done that." Rikki says in the tone of someone who had just faced down death."

Colson looks shocked and more then a little distraught, he throws his sword to the side and rushes forward to embrace Rikki, wrapping his arms around the dogs neck. “I'm so sorry for putting ya in that situation. I had no idea that there were two of the damn things. I don't know what I would do if I lost ya."

“None of us realized that there was more then one and I'm not dead, so don't worry about it! Silly human!" Rikki says, reverting to his usual more energetic persona. “Besides, it's Damian who you should be hugging!"

“You're right about that! Don't worry, I'm not actually gonna hug ya, but seriously, thank you. I don't have any right idea on how you reacted that fast, but Rikki and I are sure glad that you did."

“Honestly, it was just instinct," Damian explains, “I don't think I could do that again if I tried. I am glad it worked out though."

“They do say that it's that kinda stuff that separates heroes from ordinary folk like myself. Maybe that's why your wolf god reincarnated you, or maybe….." Colson catches himself, “Sorry, I didn't meant to start rambling like that. All I meant to say is that I'm grateful. Now come on, I'd say we've done our work for the day. Let's head back to the cabin. We will rest, eat, and share stories to celebrate our successful hunt.

Taking their time, the trio start to make their way back to the cabin. Rikki and Colson constantly scanning for any signs that yet more bloodmidges could still be in the area, but they do not see nor hear any. As far as they can tell there had just been the two of them. Colson though doesn't start to let down his guard until they approach the clearing that he and Rikki call home.

“If there were more then two we would be see'n more signs of them for sure," Colson says. “I ain't even heard of them gathering in such numbers either, so I think we're good."

“Is seeing two bloodmidges unusual?" Damian asks.

“Yup, they don't like each other much. On top of that they're created by some sort of magic. I don't understand none of that, but I do know all that means there's not many of the things. Which is all for the better I say!"

“Yeah! No reason to have those things about!" Rikki says.

“I have to agree," says Damian, “they really are just magical nuisances."

“That they most certainly are! Enough about those darn things though, we're home. Let's head inside and I'll get the fire going and some food started!"

The three of them are soon once again sitting in the cabin before the hearth, the warmth of the fire soothes their nerves as Colson begins to prepare their meal.

“How would you like the stew, Damian? We've got duck, venison, I've even got some pork."

“Duck sounds good, thanks."

“Duck it is then! I've got more then one of 'em hanging in the larder. Might as well throw 'em all in, we're celebrating a successful hunt after all!"

“So tell me more about what you two do. Obviously you're hunters and from I've seen you manage this forest but I'm sure there is more to it then that."

“You'd be right there is a bit more to it then that, but not too much more. I'm a woodsman in the employ of a pompous noble lord. The way he sees it, these are his woods. Only he and his fellow noblemen are allowed to hunt here. My job is to chase off or kill any dangerous magical beasts like those man bloodmidges, and to keep poachers out. There is also a hunt master that lives on the edge of the forest. He mostly handles all the dealings with the noble folk, which is for the best. I don't much care for this lord or his way of think'n, but at least this way Rikki and I can live out here in peace where no one will bother us."

“Where I'm from people wouldn't take too well to a talking dog. I imagine it's much the same here, so that makes sense."

“Most humans can't see past what I look like! Most assume it's witchcraft or some other human nonsense that made me what I am, and then they get violent!"

“They're right fools the lot of 'em. They're blind if they can't see that Rikki is a harmless kind soul. We don't need them anyway, we have each other."

“So just how long have you two been together, how did you meet?"

“Well that's a long story, but it's one worth tell'n and in its entirety, if you'd like me to tell it that is."

“Please do, I'm curious."

“Well, ok then, I hope you're comfortable:

I grew up living on a small farm on the outskirts of one of the villages bordering Raulfar's forest. Rikki was actually our farm dog back then, an ordinary animal that my father kept around to protect our livestock. And that was all he was to me, our beloved family pet. When I was about 16 I was struck with a mighty urge to venture into the nearby woods. I knew well and good I wasn't suppose to go into that forest by myself, but I was young and very foolish. I had a bow and arrow and I wanted to prove my manhood or something stupid like that.

I had it in my darn head that I was gonna bag myself a wolf, that was a mistake. I ended up cornering one of the poor beasts and of course it attacked me. I panicked and dropped my bow. The wolf certainly would have badly mauled me, or maybe even had killed me if Rikki hadn't followed me all the way from the farm. He put himself between me and the wolf and payed the price for my folly. Two of Rikki's legs ended up getting badly mangled in the fight, but he managed to chase the wolf off. After the shock of what happened wore off, I became distraught after I saw how bad Rikki's legs were. Not only because it was all my damn fault to begin with, but also since I knew my father had no room for useless animals on the farm. If he saw these wounds he'd put Rikki down.

It was at that point when Raulfar found us. I was terrified when that black wolf came out of the trees. He was double the size of the one Rikki had just chased off after all. I tried to go for my bow, but Raulfar instantly blinked forward and put one of his massive paws on it and snapped it in half like a twig. Then he started talk'n though. He was harsh but fair and he set me straight right quick. He explained why what I had been trying to do was stupid and wrong. That wolves were not for huntin' and that killing them would upset the natural order of the forest. By that point I had enough courage to ask him about poor Rikki. I told him what would happen to the dog if I took him back to the farm with me.

Raulfar kindly offered to take Rikki in himself and nurse him back to health. So, grateful to Raulfar, but otherwise thoroughly defeated, I returned to the farm with my broken bow, I lied and told my father that Rikki had been killed protecting me. My punishment from my parents was severe, and for months I was not allowed beyond the bounds of the farm. My father did get a new dog, but it wasn't the same. This new dog wasn't Rikki and I still felt a heavy weight on my shoulders about what happened. I couldn't shake the guilt, I had to go back into the forest and find Raulfar again. I had to know how Rikki was doin'.

Only problem was I had no way of know'n where to look. So one day I snuck around the farm and gathered all the supplies I thought I might need for a multiple day journey. After the sun went down and my parents went to sleep, I snuck out of the house and ran into the forest. I wandered through the woods aimlessly, I didn't know how to survive in a forest. I was just a farm boy after all and that's all I knew at that time.

By the time Raulfar found me I was a sorry sight. Half starved and covered in dirt and mud. He brought me back to his home beside the mountain lake and there I finally found Rikki, but he was different. Not only were his wounds healed, he was much larger then he use to be, and he could talk like a person would. After I got over my astonishment I broke down in tears, I apologized to Rikki for being a right fool and thanked him for protecting me at the cost of his own peril. After we caught up, Raulfar explained to me that changing Rikki like this had been the only way that he could fix his mangled and broken legs. He further explained that Rikki could not go back to the farm with me. That he was just too different and that my parents and everyone else would never accept his existence. He also said that I couldn't stay with them either. My folks would certainly come looking for me and Raulfar could not risk the peace of the forest for one human and a dog. That's before even mentioning my lack of survival skills at that time.

Reluctantly I agreed, Raulfar and Rikki guided me back to my parent's farm. I said my goodbyes to them at the treeline and walked up the rest of the way on my own. My parents were angry, but mostly they were just happy that I was safe. Still I was punished again and it was 6 months before I dared to enter the woods again. When I finally did I found Rikki waiting for me, he had been watching me from the trees almost every day for all these long months since we last saw one another. Over the next few months after I finished my farm work for the day I'd head for the forest to see Rikki. We talked a lot and he would teach me things about the ways of the forest as Raulfar had taught him. Eventually I got it in my head that if Rikki couldn't live with my family on the farm anymore, that I'd learn to survive in the woods and then Rikki and I would strike out on our own.

Over the next two years I spent more and more time in the forest with Rikki to the point where I started to neglect my duties on the farm and my parents took notice. They increasingly tried to control my movements. My father even started taking me with him on his trips to the nearby village, I think he was hoping I'd fall for one of the girls there that were around my age, but I didn't care for them at all. Instead I befriended one of the village boys my age. He was nice enough and both of us thought the same way when it came to girls, but otherwise I don't think it could have ever worked between us. Still we experimented a bit and when my father eventually found out I was confined to the farm again. My parents didn't know what to do with me and I was more then done with life on the farm.

That next spring I left the farm and the village behind fer good and went to live in the forest with Rikki. We almost immediately left Raulfar's forest behind. As Raulfar predicted, my folks were searching for me and I didn't want them to find any trace of me or disturb 'ol Raulfar's peace. We ended up here in the Murkwood. The first year was hard but we made do and our bond only grew stronger. One thing led to another and we became lovers and then mates. It was at the start of the second year though when trouble found us. That hunt master I mentioned earlier today realized that we were living in the forest and tracked Rikki and I down. He was set to drive us off but then he had a change of heart. He said if we would watch over the forest and keep poachers and dangerous beasts out, that we could keep living here in peace. It's been 15 years since then and Rikki and I couldn't be happier."

Colson shakes his head suddenly, “Sorry, that was even more of an earful then I intended, looks like the stew is just about ready though."

“Yeah enough about the past, you're boring him to tears! I don't even remember much from before Raulfar changed me anyway so what does it matter! Let's eat!"

“No, it's fine, it was quite the tale. Besides I'm the one who asked, I'm happy for you two. You've got a good thing going here, speaking of which, that stew does smell great!"

“That it does! Alright then, let's eat."

Colson fills two wide dishes with stew for Damian and Rikki and one normal sized bowl for himself. After they had eaten their fill and Colson had cleaned up the dishes and the pot, the three of them are once again lounging before the hearth with nothing to do for the rest of the day. Damian does not think there will be a better time to tell his gracious hosts the real reason for him being here.

“That was great, It's been so long since I've eaten properly cooked meals, so thanks Colson."

“Hey, I was the one who caught the ducks!"

“Thank you too Rikki. I thank you both for your hospitality, but I have to admit that I have been a bad guest."

“That's nonsense! You saved my life earlier!"

“Yeah, what are you on about? You've more then earned your keep as far as we're concerned."

“I haven't been entirely honest with you. Back when I was with Raulfar he told me more then I let on. He told me how to regain my two lost forms. I came here to your cabin because I think you, Colson, can help me regain my human form."

“What? That ain't nothing to hide. Why didn't you just say so from the start? I don't know what you think I can do though. Like I said, I don't know nothin' about magic, let alone wolf god curses."

“I think I know why he didn't tell us! It makes sense considering the story he told us earlier! It's also why he is going to try and find the werewolves after he leaves here," Rikki says, rising to his 4 paws. “I think he needs you to fuck him, Colson! That's good, I need to repay him properly for saving me earlier! You aren't going to leave me out of this," the eager dog continues. He turns around and raises his tail, presenting himself to Damian.

The gray short haired dog's magically enhanced body isn't that much smaller then Damian's own imposing form. His hindquarters are muscular and well rounded. Between his strong hind legs hang a hefty pair of fuzzy balls. Above them and under Rikki's raised but short tail is an invitingly clean pink hole. It's almost as if it's just waiting to have a wolf cock shoved deep inside it.

Damian licks his lupine chops as he takes in the view, “he's right, Colson. I'm sorry for being so forward, but I do need you to fuck me. I'm certainly not going to say no to Rikki either, as long as both of you are ok with this that is."

“Err, I see, well that being the case, then yes. We certainly do owe ya, and I ain't never fucked a wolf before, I bet this'll be right interesting," the human says as he gets to his feet and vigorously rubs his hands together. He walks over to a table near the bed.

“The bed ain't big enough for the three of us," Colson says as he strips off his clothes, “I prefer do'n it in front of the warmth of the fire in any case." Once his clothes are discarded onto the bed, Colson picks up a glass vile from the side table and walks back over towards the hearth.

The human's member is partly erect and Damian can already tell it is of a respectable size too, he licks his chops again and lifts his tail to give the human access. Padding over to Rikki, he sniffs and then begins to lap away at the dog's rear entrance. Colson gets down on one knee behind Damian, He takes some of the liquid from the glass vile and spreads it over the fingers on his right hand. He then gingerly inserts a single digit into Damian's tail hole, beginning to prepare the wolf for what is to come.

Damian grunts and pushes back into the invading digit as he is penetrated. Rikki is already panting heavily. The feeling of having the wide, long lupine tongue within him is clearly driving him crazy. He visibly shudders every time the invading tongue hits a sensitive spot, pushing his rear back into Damian. The wolf responds by pressing his jaws opens against Rikki's rear, shoving his tongue in as far into the dog as it will go.

It is the wolf's turn to shudder as Colson inserts a second finger into his rectum. At the same time the human reaches his other hand down under Damian to grope at the wolf's hefty sheath. Quickly coaxing the red spire within from its home. The human grips and caresses the shaft a few times but his attentions do not linger there long. He draws his hand back to massage the wolf's hanging furry balls, weighing each of the impressive orbs in his hand in turn before withdrawing his hand entirely.

Colson's free hand goes for the glass vile again. More fluid is applied and a third finger is inserted. He begins to spread his fingers out, stretching Damian's passage open more and more. Lupine saliva is dripping from Rikki's now well lubricated tail hole, but still Damian doesn't stop. Rikki can barely handle it. The gray furred dog is squirming and whining now under the attention he is receiving from the large wolf that is ravenously and relentlessly devouring his rear. His red dog cock is already out of its sheath and dribbling pre onto the floor.

Colson continues to spread his fingers out and begins to move the digits in and out of Damian's tail hole. He pours yet more of the liquid onto his now rock hard member and gives it a few preparatory strokes, spreading the fluid evenly over its surface. A proud 7 inches of throbbing slightly curved human cock is now ready to go. The wolf hole in front of the aroused woodsman is equally as prepared to receive it.

Damian only stops his assault on Rikki's ass once Colson withdraws his fingers entirely. Damian rears up onto his hind legs, moves forward, and then allows his weight to fall onto Rikki's back. He wraps his strong muscular forelegs around the dogs hips and moves up so the tip of his red lupine member is pressed right up against Rikki's tail hole. Damian looks back at Colson, raising his tail yet again and inviting the burly human in. Colson takes in the sight of the large wolf mounted up on Rikki. Both the submitting dog and the wolf on top of him, with his raised tail, look eminently breed-able. Colson coughs a bit and then shudders in pleasure at the lustful thoughts already rushing through his mind. He shakes his head to regain some focus, and with the wolf's lubricated, well stretched rear entrance beckoning to him, the human walks forward. He reaches forward with his muscular arms and grasps Damian's furry hips with his strong hands. He lines his glands up with the wolf's expecting hole.

Colson eagerly surges into Damian, forcefully penetrating the wolf with about a third of his member and rocking him forward into Rikki. Forcing the wolf's member into the needy dog beneath him. All three males moan or growl in pleasure as the coupling is made. Man to wolf, and wolf to dog. Colson sets the pace, he begins to slowly push and pull his aching manhood in and out of the wolf's tight but well lubricated rear. Damian matches the human's movements as he breeds Rikki, who is eagerly pushing his ass end back into Damian, begging for more of the wolf's massive cock. They are a grunting, moaning, humping mass of skin and fur, moving faster and faster, and soon to be lost entirely in the throws of their passion.

Over the next few minutes they build up to an impressive pace. Wild humping drives wolf cock into dog tail hole while the wolf himself is bred by the rapidly thrusting human behind him. Colson's glands penetrate further and further with every forward movement of his hips. Damian growls, gnashes his fangs and quickens his own pace as he is penetrated. He is clearly savoring the feeling but, also needs to compete with the human and breed the dog beneath him even more forcefully then he himself is being bred. Damian's massive lupine mating equipment is more then up to this challenge though.

Rikki squirms, yips, and moans as the wolf tries to shove all 10 inches of his member into him. The dog's own cock is fully erect now, and is gushing pre cum on to the floor. He is still frantically and desperately pushing his own hips back into Damian's every time the wolf thrusts forward. His jaws are hanging open, his tongue is hanging out of his mouth. A look of blissful lust upon his canine facial features.

Colson bottoms out first, his crotch slamming forward to rest against Damian's furry rear end. He pulls out almost all the way before thrusting forcefully back in again. Hammering his cock into the wolf before him. With each hammer blow, Damian's whole body is driven forward, which in turn forces yet more wolf cock into Rikki. These movements are so forceful that before too long, combined with his own frantic humping, Damian is able to fully hilt his lupine member within the dog's tight confines and his knot emerges from his sheath.

Damian's hips become a blur as he relentlessly drives his knot forward. It demands entry, crashing against Rikki's anal ring repeatedly, each time stretching it more and more. At first all Colson can do is to grip the wolf's hips even more firmly with his hands, and keep his own cock in line with Damian's tail hole. The woodsman is strong though from his long years of living in the forest and he soon settles into this new even more rapid pace. His member had already been bottoming out within Damian, now with the force of their mating being even greater, he is able to reach new depths. Every time his crotch meets Damian's rear end, his member penetrates further. In fact the human's glands is now repeatedly crushing the side of the wolf's prostate causing jets of lupine pre to erupt into Rikki's depths. Spurring all three of them on yet further, to greater heights of pleasure.

Their pace is so rapid, so frantic, saliva, sweat, and pre cum are flung from their bodies into the air, thoroughly filling the small cabin with the smells of sex. Suddenly Rikki's tail hole yields and Damian's knot plunges into him. Damian could find his release right then and there, but he is determined to make the human finish before he does. The wolf yanks his knot free and then plunges it back into Rikki's well used hole. He has to get the human to cum before his knot swells and locks him into the dog. The wolf clamps his anal muscles around the human's invading member as hard as he can, but it's difficult to fight through the waves of pleasure coming from his overstimulated insides as the woodsman breeds him good and proper.

Rikki is completely overwhelmed, his hips still automatically push back into the wolf's, but otherwise his mind is consumed entirely by the sensations coming from his rear and the desire to be bred and filled. When Damian finally knots him only to pull it back out again, that proves to be too much for Rikki. His balls tense up and he cums, his seed spilling onto the floor, his anal passage clamping down HARD as Damian continues to fuck the ejaculating dog with his knot.

Damian feels the increased pressure around his cock and knows that he can't hold out any longer. With a feral growl he thrusts all the way forward, as hard as he can. Burying his knot deep inside Rikki's clenching ass. His knot begins to swell, locking them together. He raises his head to the ceiling and howls as he ejaculates, beginning to spill his lupine seed into the quivering dog beneath him.

Through the pleasure that clouds his mind as he fucks the wolf, Colson is surprised, shocked even, by his own stamina. He has never managed to last this long before, still he feels his release is fast approaching. An overwhelming euphoric feeling emanates from his cock, it grows stronger and stronger with every thrust. Even over the sounds of their love making, he hears the sound of Rikki's cum splattering onto the floor. Damian's lupine body tenses up around the human's cock as the wolf slams into Rikki, and then the wolf howls. Colson feels a sudden crushing pressure around his cock, it is too much for the human. He too shoves himself all the way forward, balls deep into Damian as he cums. Painting the wolf's bowels with more then a few ropes of human cum.

Colson does not move to pull out, he remains draped over the wolf's back, bathing in the afterglow. The human reaches down to where the wolf and the dog are joined. He can just about get his hand in-between them. Rikki's ass is bulging outward slightly due to the engorged knot within it. He can also feel the pulsing of Damian's cock within as it continues to pump Rikki full of fertile wolf seed. Something about this drives the human mad with desire. His softening cock is suddenly rock hard once again, and still draped over Damian's back he begins to relentless hump at the wolf's rear with short rapid thrusts. The lust deranged human can already feel a second orgasm coming. Damian's passage is still clamping hard around his invading member. He can already tell that his earlier stamina has left him and all he knows is euphoria as cums, spilling his seed yet again into Damian, this orgasm no less powerful then the last.

Thoroughly spent, the burly woodsman slides sideways off the wolf's back, falling to the floor. His member is pulled from Damian in the process, leaving the lupine's tail hole gaping, a small amount of cum drips out of it. Suddenly, while on the floor, Colson remembers his mate's spilled seed and he is once again filled with a new energy. He crawls under Rikki on his belly and greedily begins to eat the dog's cum off the floor.

His knot still fully engorged, Damian carefully dismounts Rikki and turns around so they are standing ass to ass. His cock is still periodically pumping seed into the dog and it will be a long while before he is able to pull out.

Rikki comes down from his high and to his senses somewhat. Seeing what his human mate is doing, he splays his forelegs out somewhat. He lowers his head down and under himself. He is just barely able to lap at the pool of his own cum, joining the human in his feast.

After greedily licking up all the cum off the floor, Colson kneels in front of Rikki, and embraces the dog's neck, holding him with his strong muscular arms. Their mouths join in an awkward sloppy kiss. They make out passionately until Damian's knot finally starts to soften and the wolf is able to pull free from the dog's ass and Damian can turn around to face them.

“Well you two certainly know how to have a good time," Damian remarks.

“I'm surprised Colson fucked you as hard and for as long as he did! He's usually under me when we mate!"

“I don't know what right came over me. Rikki's right, I'm more of a bottom. Even when I do fuck Rikki, I never last that long."

“Maybe it was divine intervention! Or maybe it was Raulfar's doing somehow!"

“Maybe, but regardless, Rikki and I haven't had a fuck that good in ages. As enjoyable as it was though, the aim was to help ya, so I gotta ask, did it work?"

“Well, let's see."

Damian concentrates and attempts to shift into his human form. For the first time since coming into this world, it works. Fur recedes into his skin, bones snap and re-arrange themselves, and after 30 rather painful seconds, Damian is standing naked on his two feet, he is his human self once more.

“I had almost forgotten what it feels like to have hands," Damian says flexing his fingers.

“Well I'll be, you're as big as a human as you where as a wolf."

Damian looks down at himself and realizes what the woodsman is saying is true. He's sure that he is almost 7 feet tall now. Way taller then he had been in his previous life.

“I didn't use to be this tall, I guess I have Raulfar to thank for this too."

“The black wolf is capable of granting many gifts! I know this better then anyone!"

“I'm just glad he decided to gift me with you, Rik. Mean'n no offense but this whole 7 foot tall human or werewolf or whatever thing would be all too much for me. If it were a choice I had I mean."

“No I get what you're saying, it's gonna be hard not to stand out being this tall as a human. I'm not entirely sure I like this, but that of course has nothing to do with either of you and I'm grateful. Really, thank you, both of you for helping me, it means a lot."

“It wasn't anything, and like I said, we feel like we owe you, so stop thanking us."

“Yeah stop thanking us! You saved me! I loved having your your dick and your knot up my ass too, so if anything I definitely still owe you! I'd be happy to repay you again later!"

“Darn it Rikki, stop it with that talk." The human says bashfully, his face turning red a bit.

“Silly human! When are you going to learn? We have all been intimate with each other already! What does it matter? I love you and I'd never leave you out of anything!"

“Well yeah, I love you too, more then anything.. but still…"

“We're in a cabin in the middle of the woods, none of us are even wearing any clothes! I of course never do, and were you not just eating my cum off the floor a few minutes ago?"

Colson's face is bright red now. All he can do is shake his head and give up on reigning in his insatiably horny mate.

Damian chuckles, “If it's alright with you two, I think I'll stay here one more night."

That'd be fine by us, we're glad to have ya. You're welcome to stay with us any time in fact.

Damian nods, “Tonight I rest, and tomorrow I get on the road, I've got some werewolves to find!"

….. to be continued