Iron Author #6: Becoming a Man
#20 of Iron Author
Woo! Two stories finished in one weekend! I don't remember if it was on the list of ideas for Iron Author stories I have but I just had to write this one :3
"Prepare to die you foul beast of hell!" The young warrior yelled at the top of his voice into the shallow cave. His victim sat in front of a small fire with his back turned to the young human, not even disturbed in the slightest by the rude intrusion.
"Calm yourself, I dislike violence here in my sanctuary." The werewolf said pleasantly with his eyes still shut. "I presume you are another challenger from the village here to prove yourself a man?".
"You have collected enough of my people bones beast, fight me or surrender to death." The werewolf heard the small twitches in the young human's voice, realizing that the young boy was a runt.
"I will also assume your friends dared you to tell your elders that you would choose to fight me?".
"Shut up!" The teenager yelled while his cheeks reddened.
"I cannot surrender to death by your sword, and if I fought you, you would merely die and join the others before you. Hear me boy, have the courage to lay down your weapons, your sword, and your pride, and I will make you a man. Or, you could just charge at me and strike." The gray-furred man-wolf still sat solemnly at the fire. "Make your choice human, I have waited hundreds of years, I will not wait for you.?
The boy was furious at the wolf's plea, and charged, swinging his sword and yelling. The blow was right at the beast's neck, and the same strike would cleave the strongest man's head from his neck back at the boy's village. But the sword didn't even pierce the skin, it just laid on the gray fur. Stunned, he backed away slowly his heart racing in fear. What pit of hell had spawned this creature? The wolf calmly rose, at his full height he was twice at tall as the small human. His footpaws resting on the stone floor, his tail still in the air, and his blue eyes looking deep into the young boy's shaking blue eyes.
"This is the last chance for you to drop your weapon before I run out of patience."
The boy knelt and began to cry, his sword no longer in hand, its clanging echoing in the boy's mind. The beast was standing above him, sadness consuming him as he knew his death or worse would be next. Once again the thought of running back to his village crossed his mind, but going back without the head of the werewolf in his hands would mean the ultimate dishonor to his family forever. It would be better to die here. "Just kill me quickly" he whispered.
"You have laid down your sword, I do not need to kill you." The gray wolf snatched the metal blade from the floor, snapped it in two, and threw it into the woods beyond the cave. "You have chosen to become a real man, boy. Not a man by the standards of your villages but something much better, much wiser, much stronger, and much freer than anyone in your village." He put one of his huge paws on the boy's shoulder.
"NO!" The boy cringed from the paw, "I cannot become a beast like you, I have disgraced my family enough. It wasn't just my friends that made me come here, if I didn't then no one would call me a man because of what I already am."
"Be at peace," the wolf said picking up the human from the floor. "I was different than anyone else in that village too. I completed the challenge of becoming a man in our village, and when they asked me who I would take to be my wife I chose my best friend. He was shocked, more than I thought he would be, but what was worse was the village's reaction. They banished me and refused to call me by name, or even a man."
"You're like me?" The boy whispered.
"Yes, and I know what would happen if you were to stay with them. I want you to stay here, with me. Here you can be yourself, and I will make you into a man." He laid the boy down next to the fire, and held one of his fingers to the boy's mouth. "Lick this."
The boy did, not knowing what it was. He smacked his lips, the substance on the wolf's finger was sticky and clung to his tongue, but it was surprisingly delicious. ?W-what was that??
?I don't think you want to know yet, but it will make you a wolf like me in a few days. Little man.? The werewolf smiled lovingly.
?But, I want more, please?? The human looked into the wolf's eyes for the first time without any fear in them. The wolf lost his smile for a moment, but if a man wanted more he would have to know the source. The werewolf spread his legs in front of the werewolf-to-be, and the hard red canine cock sprung up. The little man's eyes grew wide. ?I heard rumors that you could split women in half when you hungers overtook you, but I never thought them true....?
?I would never mate with someone who did not want me, those stories are lies to scare young girls. The truth is that there hasn't been anyone to satisfy my needs for several centuries, and to have a hansom man like yourself walk in here.... At least with this way your transformation will be less painful.? The wolf sighed and started to close his legs, only for the little human to stop him halfway.
?I have always wanted to... well,? he blushed and pulled himself closer to a secret fantasy of his, that hard red cock. The red in his cheeks wouldn't go away even as his tongue touched the tip of the canine cock, gathering another blob of deliciousness. The taste was the same, a salty sweetness that stuck to his tongue. He wrapped his lips around the head of the canine cock before he could change his mind, and moan gently as the flow of warm pre slid into his mouth. There were pinpricks of itchiness and pain on his skin, but they were small enough that he didn't even notice them as his mind was covered in a wave of desire for the wolf's hard cock.
"If you continue, the transformation will be much faster and will hurt." The werewolf's words fell on the not-quite-so-human's ears. Fur had sprung up on the pink skin, and it was covering every inch of the new hide. With the little man consumed in his task, the wolf put one of his paws on the back of his head, little bumps of his new canine ears were already forming. By the time the werewolf had cum, the little man would be a new werewolf.
He groaned in satisfaction as his hard rod sunk deeper into the human mouth, but it was no longer that, it was elongating, so the warm maw was growing to wrap around the red werewolf cock. That idea turned the wolf on even more, his pre coating the inside of that new muzzle over and over again before the transforming male could swallow it all. He watched the body transform as the mind was fixated on his warm dick. His clothes ripped off as his body grew bigger and taller, a bump just above his butt showing where the new tail would soon be, and his toes merged into 4 large toes while the skin on the bottom his feet calloused into black in places while soft, short fur sprung up around it and the heel of the foot widened to support the new body. It was fascinating to watch, even the bones in his spine grew wider to support his new size.
The new wolf rolled off of the old werewolf's cock, but did not stop licking at it for more. With the soft new bellyfur in the air the hard human cock started to widen at the base, veins proudly displaying on the surface, and as the transformation creeped upward to re-shaped the mushroom head to the pointed canine version, a pelt of fur inched up the bottom of the new canine penis then shrunk back as the bottom of that cock ballooned out a knot. The new wolf was aching with the pains of transformation now, his head back and howling with the shifting bones and muscles dancing under his skin, but his new body was nearly done.
With his hard rod coated in pre and saliva the old werewolf could no longer control his lust. He pulled the new wolf's muzzle over his cock again and humped it, causing some gagging and more pre to flow down the throat. He yanked up the new wolf's paw to his long-hard knot and made him squeeze it roughly. He thrusted in short strokes into the warm muzzle. The old wolf howled, shoved that fresh canine muzzle all the way down his cock, and shot his pent up spooge down the waiting throat.
The new wolf was hard too, and had one of his new front paws sliding up and down it's length. He suckled on the canine cock in his maw, cleaning the messy, delicious fluid from its source. Before he could finish, the old werewolf removed his softening cock and wrapped his large front paws around the new wolf's knot. He whined in the new found pleasure that rippled throughout his body. Then he felt the giant tongue lap at the tip of his cock and guided it into the waiting maw. The new wolf's body shuddered from the virgin sensation as the warm, moist muzzle bobbed along his length. He couldn't handle it. Fresh cum splattered into the eager maw, draining the newly fur covered balls of any human sperm left.
The old werewolf sighed and licked his lips clean. The man had passed out, the transformation and the emptiness in his balls consuming all of his energy. He would sleep for a long time now, but it's not really like time would matter as much anymore when you live for thousands of year.