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A breeze stirred the curtains, and brought with it an intriguing new smell. Caleb's sensitive wolf nose could detect all sorts of aromas, but this one in particular caused a strange little flutter in his chest. It wasn't very strong, and it wasn't sweet or tasty like food. It was actually bit gross. He took a sniff and savored the scent, sorting it out from the other smells he could recognize. No, it wasn't the strong rancid part that excited him. It was like a really loud car stereo with bass notes that you could feel more than hear: there was something underneath the obvious smell, something much stronger that he couldn't quite detect with his nose but which was making him very excited.

Caleb-wolf didn't wait around to think about it any more. With two quick jumps he was out the open window and over the veranda roof, to land lightly on the grass of the back lawn. Wow, a small rational part of him thought, that was pretty cool. He'd never been good at gymnastics before. He set off across the yard at an easy lope under the bright moonlight. Another bound and a scrabble of paws took him over the six foot wooden fence, into the park behind the house.

A breeze ruffled his fur. Small creatures rustled in the undergrowth. The smell was strong here, and he followed his nose upwind. He tried to stick to the trees and avoid open ground, just in case. He thought he was a pretty fine looking wolf, but other people might still freak out if they saw him.

The strange smell was giving Caleb-wolf butterflies of excitement, and as he stopped to sniff the wind again, he found that his paw had moved to stroke his cock without really thinking about it. It felt good. But he had to find the source of the smell which was tingling in his nose.

A shape moved in the moonlight beyond the trees. Caleb froze. The shape resolved into a very large canine - a Great Dane. A female Great Dane. She stood among the trees upwind of Caleb-wolf, and the wind carried her scent. She was definitely the source of the alluring odor.

Caleb felt a heady rush of hunger and desire. He tried to get a grip on his wolf urges. Did he want to sink his teeth into this dog, to taste her blood? No, he thought. That wasn't it. Luckily. It was a different kind of hunger. He wanted to be near to her, to fill his nose with that amazing smell.

Caleb took a few careful steps closer, sure that the Great Dane would freak out and run. She had definitely seen him, and she stood statuesque in the shadows, her ears forward, her nose twitching.

"Good girl," Caleb murmured as he walked slowly towards her. Her tail swished as she watched him approach. It seemed that she liked what she saw. He stopped and squatted down on the grass, offering his hand-paw for her to sniff. As her regal head lowered to inspect him, Caleb noticed an expensive leather collar on her neck. She was in excellent condition too, and her coat glowed with good health. This was no homeless street mutt. Caleb wasn't the only one sneaking out after dark.

Her scent was all over him now; it was like he was swimming in it. It gave him strange feelings, unexpected longings. It made him notice - really notice - how female she was. She had no sheath or other interesting dangly bits; just her beautiful smooth curves. But her sculpted lines fascinated him. And then he thought about that dark crease under her tail, and he felt a tingling rush through him.

The wolf dropped to all-fours and eased his nose in under her tail, which she obligingly held to one side for him. There it was! Despite the darkness, his keen night eyes could still make out the enticing "Y" shape of her vulva, large and swollen by her heat. He felt the wet softness of it under his tongue.

She allowed him a few moments of licking, just enough for him to ease his tongue inside and feel beautiful smoothness. He'd often wondered what girls felt like - especially down there - but a Great Dane girl wasn't what he'd had in mind. But he was a wolf now, so maybe it didn't matter? Anyway, he wasn't going to stop. Maybe he couldn't stop, even if he had wanted to...

The Great Dane girl wasn't going to make it easy for him, though. She gave a little "Wuff!" sound and jumped forward, then spun around and dropped into a play bow, butt high and tail wagging.

That large Great Dane vulva filled Caleb's mind. He really wanted to stick his wolfy nose under her tail again. He shuffled forward, but the Great Dane spun to face him once more, tail wagging and eyes looking up at him with mischief. She stood up, and muscles tensed under her short fur. Then she leaped into motion and raced off across the grass.

Disappointment swept over Caleb. He thought she'd got bored with him and decided to go home - or maybe it was dinner time. But then she stopped, tail twitching, and looked back at the young wolf, and Caleb understood. It was a game! He ran after her, and she waited until he drew close then danced sideways.

She held her tail high as she led him on, and he watched the fluid grace of her lean frame - so beautifully proportioned, so perfectly desirable. Twice she let him close enough to tough her sleek coat before she bounced away again. Her scent drove him wild. He had to catch her, he had to bury his nose under that tail again...

Abruptly she stopped and wheeled around. As he loped up to her, she sprang up and thumped into his shoulders with her front paws. He nearly fell over despite his larger size. Her deep muzzle was in his face, and then she was licking his wolf nose and lips and he was returning the kisses.

Breathing hard and throbbing with excitement, he eased her paws to the ground, then turned her gently but firmly until her rump was in his face again. This time she stood for him, and her tail pulled to the side as his tongue found her opening. His cock ached with anticipation as her scent and taste filled him.

Then he wanted more than just the taste, and his wolfish instincts took over, showing him what to do. He grasped her waist, and she stood for him with legs braced apart and tail pulled out of the way. He squatted behind her, knees bent, feeling the heat of her against his thighs. He needed to be inside her, to be enveloped by that softness. He rocked forward with his hips, feeling cool air and warm fur against the tip of his cock. He pressed gently forward again, then once more, and suddenly his cock found wet heat. Gripped by ancient and unstoppable instinct, he thrust forward, slipping his cock upwards and deeply inwards, her labia pressing back his sheath as he buried his wolf member in her.

It was not like anything he could have imagined, and far better. He could feel the Dane's muscular body between his legs, between his hands, leaning back into him in her desire. And his cock was so far inside her, wrapped in her beautiful hot slickness. He began to thrust, deep and hard, levering himself forward to get every last inch into her.

His head was spinning with the excitement of it. He tried to slow down. He pulled back a bit and stroked the Dane's flanks, feeling the muscles ripple beneath the velvet coat, still amazed that he was moving inside her most secret inner parts even as he stroked her fur.

It was too much for him to control. He pulled her tight against him, thrusting hard, instinct driving him to get his cock as deep as he could. Now he could feel her vaginal muscles wrapping around him, massaging his member with a rhythmic clenching. Then he realized that his cock was swelling, filling her. His breathing came in ragged moans as her muscles tensed around his knot, locking him inside her.

Then his whole body shuddered and a wave of release swept over him as his cum shot into her. He stopped thrusting and clamped her tight. He could feel her body clench then release, massaging his cock, milking every drop from him. He just crouched there in the moonlight, everything else forgotten, as his seed filled her.

The heady rush of orgasm faded as the pulsing from his cock slowed, to be replaced by a warm intimate glow. He tried to pull out of the Great Dane, but his cock was still fully swollen and locked inside her. The pressure stimulated her muscles to clench down on his cock again, extracting another little rush of excitement and pulsing from him. He knew he wasn't going anywhere for a while, so he relaxed and enjoyed it. The Dane girl seemed pretty happy, too. She just stood still with a dreamy look on her face.

Wow, Caleb thought, That was really amazing. He figured that maybe those heightened wolf senses made everything more intense. He felt a bit shocked and guilty, too - people made jokes about that kind of sex. But, "people" weren't wolves in their spare time. And most of his friends hadn't tried anything more than jerking off, he was pretty sure. Certainly nothing as intense or exciting as... This.

It took more than ten minutes for the excitement to fade, then suddenly he knew it was gone, and his cock was quickly shrinking. The Dane girl knew, too; she gave a little pull and his cock slid out of her in a gush of watery cum. She sat down and started licking herself clean. Caleb wolf leaned down and caressed her shoulders. "Good girl," he murmured. Very good girl.

The Dane finished licking herself; she stood gracefully, stretched, then loped off into the moonlight.

Caleb lay back on the grass, savoring the caress of the breeze on his fur. Then he felt himself slipping. He tried to hold on to the wolf, but it was too late; he'd lost his grip. The familiar burning, wrenching sensation swept through him, and he was just a boy again, lying naked and cold in the wet grass in the middle of the park.

He concentrated on the change, trying to bring back the wolf. He felt a little tingling, but it was no good. He was too drained; he didn't have the strength to change again. He was going to have to sneak all the way home across the park, stark naked and without the wolf's superior night vision. He hauled himself up and set off at a trudging walk, hoping he wouldn't trip over anything and also that he'd be able to find the back fence.