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Preview - Third Date with a Werewolf

by Zmeydros

(Edited by Tiliquain and Secretskunk)

Beautiful old weathered wood made up the walls of this coffee shop, but this venue had lost its charm. Not because I disliked the cute milk-bottle-and-wrought-iron light fixtures or the tables made of old road signs, but because this was the second time we'd been here in only three dates and it was clear Rose was stalling. If I hadn't seen her gorgeously hot herm werewolf form just before Christmas, I would've thought she was just an abnormally cautious lesbian.

I didn't have any problem with her human form, it was adorable that she was nine inches shorter than me and I loved her slightly wavy dark cinnamon brown hair and beige, silky smooth skin. That said, what I liked about her went a lot deeper than the aesthetics, it was easy to see that she took good care of herself which meant she had her shit together. Well, as far as moisturizing herself and her fitness routine and such. When it came to the biggest secret in her life, however, she was a mess and I was getting impatient.

Putting both hands on the table's smooth surface, I interrupted her third story about her mother's obsession with Benedict Cumberbatch with, "Hon, I love hearing about your family, but I'm still wondering what was going on with those security guards that showed up right after I kissed you. The way they talked, they knew you. Do you make a habit of transforming in that mall or something?"

Rose's smile became a frown by the end of what I was saying and then she sighed before saying, "It's not something I can talk about in public."

"Then, let's go to your place or my place. We're on the third date, it's going well, and I want to get laid," I said.

She blushed and then tucked a couple stray strands of her hair behind her ear. "Umm, I don't know if I can hold back my, ahem, and you might not be ready for that."

"If I wanted boring sex, I wouldn't have dated a werewolf." I mouthed the last word instead of saying it aloud: she got really nervous when I dropped the W word in public. "I want you to destroy me with that, ahem, you keep in your pants."

"I think my, ahem, is way too big for you, or anyone, really," she said, her blush now spreading down her throat.

"Hon, I took a nice long look at your...utility pole, while you were laying under that Christmas tree." I'd gotten sick of clearing my throat whenever I had to mention stuff about her herm werewolfness and was hoping she'd find my wordplay amusing rather than corny.

"I just don't want you getting your hopes up for something we might not be able to do." She adjusted herself in her seat. "All of me is big when I'm like that, so it's very possible you've underestimated its size."

Seeing her get worked up like this had me feeling on top of the world. "You okay seeing porn of me? I think you need to see a video I made last week."

She bit her lip and then took a deep breath to calm herself. "I don't have enough willpower to turn that down."

Halfway through unlocking my phone, I realized I'd forgotten something really important, something I'd planned to tell her on this date, but hadn't yet. Feeling incredibly vulnerable, I looked her in the eye and said, "Before this goes any further, there's something you need to know about me."

"That you're trans?" she offered as if it was obvious.

Anxiety threatened to strangle me. I didn't have words, I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. How was it obvious? What had I done wrong with my gender presentation?

She took my hands in hers. "Whatever's going on in there, just take a deep breath. I'm an, ahem, remember? Estrogen injections have a very specific smell as do other things. In the mall, I wasn't able to separate your scent from everything else and I was certain you were a cis woman. But on our first date, I realized I was wrong and it didn't bother me one bit. I'm an omnivorous lesbian: I'm attracted to all women."

It's true, I had injected my estrogen a couple hours before our first date and dicks definitely smelled different than pussies. I gave her hands a squeeze as I followed her advice and breathed deeply. In the several seconds I was using to deflate my anxiety spike, I noticed how beautifully the golden undertone in her beige skin contrasted the purple undertone in my dark brown skin. After rubbing the tops of her hands lovingly with my thumbs, I took my hands back and started getting into position so I could show her the video discreetly.

Rose had a compulsion to sit where she could put her back to a wall, so all I needed to do to make sure no one else saw my phone's screen was sit next to her on the bench seat that was part of the wall.

Even the image preview of the video had Rose's mouth part way open. The toy sitting below my shapely ass was a knotted equine dildo over a foot long. The flare and medial ring were a bit wider than the rest of the shaft, then there was the knot, which was at least as big as my fist. The extra weight on my body gave me some nice softness while my somewhat-lazy-but-regular fitness routine helped accentuate my curves. As Rose watched me work my pucker open with the head of the dildo, she grabbed my thigh and her whole body stiffened. Then, as inches of it started disappearing inside me, she panted. My prick hardened in my panties while she started making this high-pitched whine, like a dog that desperately wanted pets.

As she saw me pop the medial ring in, her ears got longer and her shirt looked tighter around her bust. Then her nose started to flatten while her fingernails sharpened and dug into my skirt. Would she get mad at me if I got her to transform right here, in the middle of a coffee shop? When I felt paw pads swell into being on her fingertips, I reached up to stop the video.

The moment my finger neared the screen, she growled just loud enough for me to hear.

"You like it that much?" I asked.

"I want," she said, unable to pull her eyes away from the screen.

Clenching in my abdomen got me to gasp as my nipples hardened, my prick now making a tent in my skirt. I grabbed her muscular thigh and squeezed: I felt like a fucking goddess with how excited she was getting.

As she watched me work the knot into my ass, Rose was on the edge of her seat, panting and digging her claws into my thigh, just shy of puncturing my skin. Then the knot popped in and the view moved to my front as I came hard, shooting my load a good couple feet. My small breasts were bouncing while my above-average-for-a-human shaft lurched. Rose licked her lips like she wanted a taste of what I was putting out and that broke me. My shaft tingled as it pred in my panties and my nipples got so hard they were digging into my padded bra. Rose's breasts were way bigger than they'd been six minutes ago and her midriff was showing now.

Moving a claw tip up to my phone, she pointed at the bit of extra swell in my belly. "Is that from the toy?"

I squirmed as I nodded, so hard my panties were straining against my shaft. "First time I saw someone take a toy that big in a video, I was in awe too."

"I-I didn't know that was possible. I've seen porn of people taking dildos, but I've never seen anyone take something that big," she said.

"On the toy forum I'm on, I'm in the top three," I said, feeling pride well up in me. "It feels amazing to be stuffed that full."

She turned to look into my eyes, her nose looking like it would start going canine at any moment. Since she was my height now, she didn't have to reach up to kiss me. Instead, she just grabbed my head and made out with me as if she'd been starving and the only sustenance available was in my mouth. I struggled to meet her intensity at first, but when she grabbed my tent, I shoved my tongue into her mouth with moxie. Moaning into the kiss, I reached for her crotch just as her sheath swelled into being.

While my hand cupped her crotch, I felt two thuds against my palm and she yipped into my mouth. Realizing I'd just felt her balls pop into their sac, I moaned and thrust into her hand. I felt up her balls as they swelled larger, enjoying how plump they were getting. I'd never been this turned on in public. Honestly, it felt like my first time skydiving: so thrilling I thought my heart was going to explode. I was aching so bad to have her inside me it felt like my stomach was clenching. As her shaft pushed out of her sheath, I rubbed it through the fabric of her leggings, noticing that it was pointy and canine. She was completely at my mercy and I could tell her shaft growing was intensely pleasurable for her. Fascinated by its growth, I just kept rubbing while she tried to stifle moans and keep her hips from jumping. When her prick pushed up past the waist of her leggings, I grabbed the tip and stroked it, rubbing my thumb right on the underside of the sensitive tip while using her free-flowing pre as lube.

She moaned sharply, made three quick thrusts into my hand, and then her shaft started pulsing rhythmically while her breath caught in her throat. Without thinking, I dove down and put my mouth on the tip. Then I drank down her load right there, in the middle of the coffee shop, as she grabbed my head and shoved more of her cock into my mouth. It was pushing past six inches long and her cum tasted like toasted chocolate with a hint of salty orange cream: de-fucking-licious.

Once I was sure she was done, I sat up. She kissed me, now a couple inches taller than me with obviously-pointy ears. We shared her taste as she went "Mmm" a few times. The fact she loved her own flavor made her even more sexy to me. I could imagine her just jacking off while aiming that wonderful cock at her mouth. This thought didn't help the hard-on raging in my panties one bit.

Even though I desperately wanted to be fucked and didn't care where we did it, I didn't want to be responsible for her getting all big and furry in public. So, I was good and didn't let the kiss go too far. And when I broke it, I said, "If you live more than three miles from here, we should go to my place. Because neither of us is gonna be able to wait long."

She nodded and put an arm around me, pulling me against her side. "Your place sounds GRReat," she said, struggling to make her voice sound even and normal.

Putting an arm around her, I said, "Sounds good! How about we change the subject so we can walk out of here without giving people an eyeful?"

"Yes, please," she said. "Just give me a sec, first." Panting and shivering, she took long deep breaths. Her tent got smaller as the points of her ears rounded.

Waiting patiently, I just watched her reverse her transformation with some mindfulness, sad that her prick had to be put away for the time being. When she opened her eyes again, I asked. "It's kinda cumbersome to keep clearing our throats whenever we mention your wolfy secret. Is there another term we could use when talking about what you become?"

"Rougarou is what we call ourselves. It's derived from loup garou: the French word for what we are. The legends surrounding loup garou are way closer to how we actually work. Namely being able to choose to transform or not and not only being controlled by the full moon," she said quietly.

"Do you and your people prefer not to be called the W word?" I asked.

"Oh, we don't mind it, but if someone calls us that, we know they don't know all that much about us," she said.

"Ah, that makes sense." I trailed off a bit as I thought for a moment. "Is it weird that I think rougarou sounds like Gambit trying to say loup garou?"

She laughed. "It makes perfect sense. Rougarou is cajun for loup garou."

"Ahh, okay, I just could clearly hear that in his voice. God I love the old nineties X-men cartoon," I said.

"Oh, so do I," she said. "I'm lucky I caught reruns of it when I was starting college."

"I have a surprise for you when we get to my place," I said.

"I think I already saw your surprise," she said. "You're stretchy as fuck."

My nipples started getting hard again. "No, not that, something less NSFW."

"Sounds interesting, but until I've fully enjoyed your first surprise, I won't be able to think about much else."

Getting up and stuffing my phone in my purse, I said, "Same here."

Since her car, a silver Hyundai Veloster, was right out front, we were in it within a couple minutes. But getting on the road wasn't as simple as it should've been because Rose just couldn't seem to get the mirrors and seat adjusted.

"Didn't you adjust everything before you drove here?" I asked.

"I adjusted everything for a five-foot-tall woman. I'm pushing five-six right now and I think I was a little over five foot eight when we got in the car," she said.

"Want me to drive?" I asked.

Rose thought for a moment and then sighed, "Yeah, could you?"

"No prob," I said, getting out.

After I got situated in the driver's seat, I pulled out from the curb and zipped into the nearest lane, heading westward toward the highway. The feeling of acceleration, getting pushed back into my seat, was exquisite.

"Whoa! Jackie, umm, we're not in THAT much of a hurry," she said, grabbing the door handle.

"I know, but this car wants to go," I said, getting on the highway onramp and enjoying more delicious gees of acceleration. "I love this thing already."

"I didn't even know you could d-drive it this way," she said.

"It's small and the turbocharged four cylinder in it is powerful. The manufacturer wanted it to be peppy," I said, slipping into a space between a semi and an SUV that was maybe two car lengths long. Then I quickly merged into the next lane which had several car lengths of room.

"That was like parallel parking... at freeway speeds," she said.

"Isn't it cool? I've always felt like cars are just an extension of my body."

"It's a bit terrifying."

"Sorry," I said.

"It's okay, just, that was like getting on a lazy river only to find out there's a big ass log flume around the bend."

"That's fair. I learned to drive with my dad's souped up mustang, so I'm addicted to good vrooms," I said.

"Good vrooms!?" She cracked up, slapping her leg as her giggle turned into a belly laugh.

I smiled at how entertained she was while I waited for her to recover. When she did, I asked, "Since we're in private now, could you tell me what happened after those security people showed up?"

"The wolfpack here set up a security company because, well, it's a task naturally suited to werewolves/rougarou," she said. "It also makes it really easy for us to show up in places where we're trying to deal with stuff. Like a fellow rougarou transforming in the middle of a mall at the height of Christmas shopping, for example."

"What a good example," I said. "Sounds totally random and never actually happened, I'm sure."

She laughed. "Yep, that's not at all why they were there, nope."

I giggled. "So, they were kinda doing damage control?"

"Yeah, and when they brought me back to the den, I got lectured at." She sighed. "I have to do all the dishes after our weekly pack meetings for the next month and a half."

"Oof, how many people come to those meetings?" I asked.

"There's eleven of us," she said.

"Are you stuck there for hours afterwards?" I asked.

"More like an hour unless Bertrand was the cook. He has to use a separate plate or bowl for everything." She growled. "I swear, his parents must have been dish hoarders or something."

"Is it a problem that I know that you're a werewolf, I mean rougarou?" I asked, getting off the highway.

"Kinda, but I told them you're my girlfriend, so they aren't freaking out about it just yet," she said.

She was calling me her girlfriend! I bit my lip and resisted the urge to do a happy dance while driving. "So, you're a bunch of rougarous and you just work security?"

"I'm going to tell you the truth, but the price is that you cannot ask me to elaborate. I'm not ready to talk about it in detail just yet. You good with that?" she asked, giving my leg a pat.

"Sure," I said, stopping sharply for a pedestrian in a plaid suit jacket that had stepped out onto the street, eyes glued to his cellphone.

She watched the guy cross the street while saying, "We protect the human world from threats that most people aren't aware of and our effectiveness over the last few millennia is the reason they aren't aware of them," she said.

"Ghosts, demons, cryptids, that sort of stuff?" I asked.

"You've got the right idea, but that's all I'm gonna say for now. Plus, we need to get inside and jump each other's bones."

Pulling her keys out of the ignition, I said, "Yes we do." I'd been so interested in the conversation that I'd parallel parked on autopilot.

Once we were inside my place and I'd shut the front door, her eyes wandered across the ancient-but-functional HDTV and DVD player on my TV stand and my plush, faded blue-and-tan couch. Then Rose stared at the tall bookcase opposite the door which was full of box sets for animated shows I loved. The two narrow windows on either side of the bookcase had bent miniblinds in them that were just barely managing to keep the glare from the afternoon sun from blinding us.

"Okay, so I'm going to get ready for taking your massive dick. Want to make sure I'm stretched and I get lube way up in there. While I'm in the bathroom, feel free to browse my DVD shelf and stuff. Nothing's off limits, but I reserve the right to laugh at you if I come back and you're looking through my panties," I said.

She giggled. "That's fair!"

It didn't take super long to get ready for her since taking large toys was part of my routine. When I came back out of the restroom, she held up Season 1 of X-Men The Animated Series, bouncing happily. "Oh My God! I'm so glad you have this. There's so many episodes I missed when it was on TV."

"You found my other surprise," I said, smiling.

"We have to watch this together," she said.

"As long as you don't mind me duplicating some of their accents or saying some of my favorite lines aloud, I'd love to," I said.

"I'd find that adorable, so I won't mind one bit," she said, putting the DVD set back on the shelf.

"Let me give you the thirty second tour," I said, leading her past my couch and then taking a left into a kitchen that barely held a skinny refrigerator, cabinets, and an ancient range. "Welcome to the world's smallest kitchen."

"It's well-organized, so I bet you get a lot of use out of it," she said.

"As much use as I can, anyway. The range is terrifying and wants to gas me to death, so I turned off the gas to it and use my Instapot and my microwave for almost everything," I said.

"Well, if you know how to use them, Instapots can be really good," she said.

"I made amazing turkey soup yesterday," I said. "Before I got this apartment, I wasn't a soup person at all."

She stepped in front of me and looked up at me before hugging me round the middle. It was so hard to believe she grew to be seven feet tall when she was fully transformed. "Hon, I love seeing where you live, but what I need most is a tour of your bed."

Her eyes had multiple shades of blue and green in them at once and I got lost in them for a moment. Hugging her, I giggled. "And I thought I was the slut in our relationship."

"I've been holding back my transformation for over a half hour and I'm gonna destroy another outfit if I wait much longer," she said, standing on her tiptoes to bring her lips closer to mine.

I leaned down and kissed her deeply until she growled and grabbed the bottom of my blouse. Then she pulled it upwards, revealing the few pounds of extra weight around my middle. Dragging her tongue across my bare skin, she lifted my blouse even higher. After moaning from her licking, I pulled my blouse over my head. She tossed her blouse to the side and then undid her bra and took it off before pulling her jeans and panties down in one quick motion. She'd mentioned us going to the bedroom, but after removing her socks, she was naked in my kitchen. Not any less eager than her, I took off my padded bra and stripped off my skirt and panties, letting my half-hard dick flop out.

"My God, Jackie, you're big!" she said, grabbing my uncut prick and stroking it.

"It's only a bit above average, honest," I said, groaning at having my cock played with. "I'm nothing compared to you."

"What I am, is entirely unnecessary," she said, now four inches taller than she'd been a couple minutes ago.

"I think you'll feel like every inch is necessary when you have the whole thing inside me," I said, pressing my front against her, feeling her elongated clit slip along the bottom of my nutsack.

Her breasts pressed against mine as silky white fur sprouted on her chest. "Now that I don't have to hold back, it's gonna go really fast." She kissed me.

I moaned as her clit thickened dramatically and slid past my balls. I'd been leaning down to kiss her, but she was rocketing toward my height as muscles twitched and bulked up under her skin. Her fur spread down to her crotch and then her clit became a canine cock as her balls popped into their furry home. Pre from the end of her shaft smeared across the space behind my balls and then the tip of her dick rubbed against my pucker. I moaned sharply into the kiss and grabbed onto her. Her breasts filled in more, her hard nipples digging into mine. But that moment was fleeting and her nipples traveled upwards as her height rocketed toward six feet.

Picking me up with her strong arms, she ground her dick against my opening. I moaned and shuddered, my cock preing into her fur as I wrapped my legs around her waist. Our hips gyrated as her muzzle and tongue lengthened, her growing canine meat sending waves of bliss through me. It couldn't slip into me at this angle, but it still felt incredible and it was so big and thick at over eight inches, it stayed rigid against me. As she got bigger, I felt smaller, and the smaller I felt, the more euphoric I got. Being five-foot-nine, I was tall for a woman and loved it when my partner was taller than me. By the time she was cresting six-foot-six, I was grinning at the edges of my mouth while I explored her long muzzle and sharp teeth with my tongue. Her fur felt amazing, her muscles made me feel safe, and her dick made me throb with need.

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