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There shouldn't be any problem with anyone reading this, if you don't like this kind of stuff,

find a different website. This is a first story, and it will be part of a series if people like it.

So anyone who likes it should email me and let me know.

By the way, sorry if the layout sucks, like I said it's the first time I've posted.

Today had been a bad day. Damon had one single consolation: it was Friday. He was

standing in the storage room behind the auditorium stage, reading the blackboard. Normally

there were several people that hung out back here, but half the school was out with field

trips. Inch by inch, Damon's head fell forward until it touched the board.

He felt a hand of pressure on his shoulder, ''You okay?'' The voice belonged to a friend of

his named Alice.

''I want to go lie down and die. I have three months left and I get to leave and never

come back. Why does school have to suck this much just as I'm getting ready to leave?''

''You want to talk about it?''

''Not really.'' A second hand had joined the first. ''I just want to sleep for about three

months.'' Damon gave a weak laugh. The hands started to rub his shoulders and his neck.

''My god, you're tense.''

''Sorry. Everything went wrong today.'' The hands spun him around slowly and the eyes

attached to them focused on his.

''You sure you don't want to talk about it?'' Alice was beautiful. Her hair was dark brown

and came down to just below her shoulders. Her eyes were the same shining color. Her

skin was smooth and slightly tanned. She was just a few inches shorter than he was. It was

a trait that he had always enjoyed. They had gone out for a little while but they had

separated for a while and were able to remain good friends. Lately though, she had begun

to seem like she wanted to see him more often.

''I don't want to depress you.''

''You can't depress me. My day was wonderful.'' She laughed quickly and then saw that

Damon didn't find it at all funny. ''You need to talk to someone. Why won't you talk to me?''

''You confuse me too much. If I get confused I get more depressed.''

She assumed a secret smile that most women seemed to be able to do, almost as if she

knew that he was lying. ''How can explaining your problems to me confuse you?''

Finally caught without any way to get out of this short of ''I just don't want to talk to you!''

Damon resigned himself to discussing his problems with her. It really wasn't a terrible

thing; he just preferred talking to someone he was more familiar with. He walked over to a

chair and sat down. Alice sat behind him. The list was incredibly long. To Alice, it really did

seem that everything that day had gone wrong. Through the entire story, Alice had not

stopped her massage.

''That awful!'' She gripped him from behind in an embrace and whispered in his ear, ''is

there anything I can do to help?''

Damon had a mental start, fortunately enough keeping his body from moving. She slid her

head down so her chin rested on his shoulder with the left side of her face pressed against

the right side of Damon's neck. Damon couldn't suppress a shudder of exhilaration.

''Did you really let Shelly and Katie corrupt you?'' His voice was soft and didn't sound like he

was being funny.

''Those two have a lot to learn about corrupting people.'' She bit softly where her chin had

just rested and squeezed the opposite side of his neck with her left hand. Damon could barely suppress a moan. He half turned, just enough to reach her and pull her closer. His kiss was soft and sweet, hers swift and savage.

When they broke from their kiss, Damon paused to catch his breath. Alice had no need. ''I

thought you would be a lot more aggressive than that.'' She moved away just a little bit.

Almost as if to make him think she was leaving. It worked.

Damon pulled her roughly within reached and began kissing her more roughly and thoroughly than before. This time she broke the kiss to catch her breath. Her ample chest

was heaving with the effort. Some-when during the second kiss, Damon had managed to

unhook her bra. It was a skill he had randomly attained a year ago.

''So you want it all, don't you?''

His grin would have matched any wolf's. Alice stated it and then asked if he would like to

see a real wolf.

''I think I've got enough wolf in me for right now.''

''I don't.'' Without warning she bit down on Damon's neck, hard. Hard enough to draw blood. The feeling threw Damon into another state of mind. Again he kissed her. This time it seemed as though he was the wolf. He bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, which

further excited them both. They broke from the kiss and Alice slammed him against the wall

and had his shirt off barely in time to make yet another kiss. The black shirt stained darker

with blood landed on the dusty floor a few feet away.

Halfway through yet another kiss, Alice broke without warning and turned her head to the

doorway. ''I'm cleaning up your shoulder. You walked into one of the bolts on the bottom of

the stairs.'' Damon heard the door to the auditorium open and was very willing to

cooperate.

The door to the storage room opened and it was Katie. ''Hey you guys! What are you

doing? Oh my god! What happened?'' Alice was taking a wet paper towel and wiping off the

dried blood on his shoulder.

''I sort of ran into the stairs,'' he said with a weak, smile. It looked like he was in pain.

''I'll go get the first aid kit.'' She walked out of the room to the other storage room, where it

was.

Damon spied the best bolt to use in their story and took some of his blood and smeared it on

the underside of the stairs. He turned just in time for another short kiss from Alice and then

they were back to cleaning the wound. It really was a lot deeper than Damon originally thought.

Katie returned with the first aid kit and they bandaged it up. ''Any chance you can take me

home today?'' Katie asked him almost half of the days she was at school.

''Yeah, I can.''

''Oh Crap! I missed my bus!'' Alice always rode home on the bus.

''I can give you a ride if you want.''

''Really? Thanks.'' She had changed back to the normal Alice. The normal Alice was a girl

who had been home-schooled until this year. She was innocent and naïve and would never

think of doing the stuff that she had been doing. It was a game Damon was very familiar with.

Damon dropped Katie off first and then went to his own house. Both his mother and father

worked until that evening, so the only worry was his little brother. He left a note saying that

he had gone to hang out with his friend Dave and would be back before dinner.

They both agreed that a walk through the woods would be a fun time. ''Besides,'' said

Damon, ''there's a really cool spot that I'd like to show you.''

It was early spring and so it was a bit cool. Damon had changed his stained shirt in for

another black shirt, still flipped inside-out. He had on a pair of black jeans with silver stripes

running up the outside and black boots. He was also wearing a leather coat. The

black ''gothic'' thing was only coincidence as he just as often wore blue-jeans and a black

tee-shirt flipped inside-out. He had long red hair and matching sideburns and a goatee

without the mustache, blue eyes, and the typical red-head skin.

He used to be pudgy, but had been working out for the last couple months and had

developed a very admirable physique. Alice had watched him change shirts with undisguised

admiration now that she was focused on watching as opposed to doing something else.

As they started walking Damon began to feel a little lightheaded from the blood loss. They

traveled slowly through the woods, being forced to follow Damon's pace. They finally got to

the secret area around 3:30.

It looked just like a tree had fallen, but if you climbed across the trunk and certain branches

it took you to two really cool places. He had only shown this place to his friend Dave

before. One branch took you to an absolutely amazing view of a hidden waterfall that was

back in the woods with a small lake beneath it. The other led to a room that Damon had

outfitted with all-weather furniture and a pad of turf.

They went to the platform overlooking the waterfall first. Damon introduced it as the ''flat.''

Alice was stunned that this could exist within their hometown. ''You want to go for a swim?''

Damon asked.

''I think you'd better take it easy until you get some of your blood back.''

''Awe, you're no fun.''

She arched one of her eyebrows at him and he backed down. It wasn't hard. He hadn't

expected her to want to. It was just a bit chilly out.

They walked back with Damon holding her hand to help her keep her balance. It was harder

to get to the room than to get to the flat. You actually had to walk across a branch above

the room and then climb down the other side, where a natural ladder made the task easier.

It was halfway across the branch that Damon began to feel dizzy again. He paused, arms

akimbo, to try and regain his balance. He pressed on more slowly. He was halfway down

the ladder when he blacked out. He didn't wake up for hours.

Damon's dreams were always extremely strange, so this one, of him running through the

woods as if he was a wolf was actually very far on the side of normal. He switched, in the

manner of dreams to looking up at a rainbow sky and seeing a white wolf that he new was a

female looking over him and speaking in a human language. Then he was back to running

through the forest searching for a deer or a rabbit to eat.

He woke up to Alice hovering over him with a very worried expression. ''Thank gods you're

alright. I was worried you were going to lie there all night.''

''No, I'm fine. What time is it?'' The sky was deepening into bluish-purple.

''It's late. You've been out for at least two hours. I wanted to call for help, but I don't know

how to get back to your house. You should probably find a better place to try and seduce

people, and try not to pass out in the middle of it.''

''Now wait just one second. I wasn't trying to seduce you. You tried to rape me!'' Damon

struggled to get up, but Alice held him down.

''You really shouldn't get up.'' The touch had felt weird on Damon's chest. ''You're really

weak right now.''

''I just hit my head. I'm fine now.''

''Today has just not been your day.'' Her eyes took on an extremely serious light. ''You're

not getting up right now. Besides there's a lot that I should explain before you go back

home.''

''What are you supposed to explain to me, how to rape people?''

''Hey! Watch it, bub. I have to explain to you how to cope with being half-wolf.''

''What the hell are you talking about?''

''I'm talking about you no longer being a normal human. You've become part wolf.''

''Right. Anyways, can I get up off the ground? It's kind of cold.''

''Fine just take a look at your hands, I mean paws.''

Damon's hands were paws! They were covered in jet black fur that extended up his arms to

his shoulders. His chest and stomach was a dark grayish color that extended down past his

groin and onto the inside of his thighs. His feet were the same dark grey and they looked

almost exactly like his dogs' paws, including the claws.

''What the hell happened?'' Damon's hands drifted up to feel his ears which had moved up

and become large, furry, and pointed. They also drifted down to his mouth and his nose

which had become a muzzle. Damon's hand fell to his side as he stared across the area at

nothing.

''I turned you into a wolf...''

''Why...?''

''Because you needed it. If you didn't you would've been lonely for the rest of your life. I

picked you out a while ago, but needed to wait for the right time. You had something special

in you that let this happen.''

''How am I supposed to go to school?''

Alice could tell that the experience had really unhinged him. ''By disguising yourself as a human.''

''How the hell am I supposed to do that? I have a muzzle!''

''How do you think I go to school? Open your eyes! You can transform into a human for a

certain length of time. Its what I do all the time.''

''How do I transform?'' Damon's voice had slipped into dull resignation.

''You can't yet. It takes time.''

''How much time?''

''It varies. You should be able to transform by noon tomorrow, unless there's a full moon

tonight. Is there?''

''Actually there is.''

''When is it supposed to occur?''

''I don't know...''

''Cheer up. Once you get the hang of it you'll be able to hold the transformation for almost

three days straight.'' She reached over and scratched behind his left ear. His head dropped

slowly so he was staring at the ground in between his exposed legs. She stepped backwards

and turned around.

''Where are my clothes...'' Senshi stopped and stared in amazement. Where Alice had been

standing only a moment ago there was a wolf-person. Her fur was snow white with the little

bit of her chest that was exposed was a marvelous shade of ice-blue. She had on her the

same pair of blue-jeans and a white tee-shirt that she had worn in school, but she had taken

her shoes off and now she had the same paw-feet that Damon had. Her hair had turned the

same shade of ice-blue and was still tied back in her ponytail. The ice-blue fur ran up her

throat and spread out to the bottom of her jaw.

''Your clothes were what determined your coloration.''

''Where'd the grey come from?''

''Your boxers,'' she laughed.

''Great! Now I'm stuck going back home naked...''

''Yeah, but its really not a big deal when you're a wolf. You've got fur to cover you.''

''But how am I supposed to get in my house?''

''Do you have anyone you could talk to that could get you a pair of clothes who wouldn't ask

too many questions?''

''I know one person, but he would ask questions, no one would ask him questions.''

''Call him and ask him to bring you some pants and a shirt.''

''I don't suppose there's any way to get my boots back?''

''Nope. Sorry charley.''

''I was afraid of that.''

Alice produced a cell phone from her purse and Damon dialed up his friend Dave. Dave

practically lived at Damon's house so neither of their parents cared if one was over at the

other's house. Damon said that it took an hour to get out to where they were from his house

and Alice said that he would be able to transform before Dave arrived.

''All you have to do is concentrate on being human.''

Damon thought it would be easy. After all, he had been human for almost eighteen years

now. It was difficult. He was too preoccupied with being a wolf.

''Focus!'' Alice provided tips and tricks and soon enough, Damon looked just like he had at

the start of the day, except for a few scratches and a bite mark.

''HA!'' Damon's mirth was short-lived as a gust of chilly night air tickled some of his more

tender areas. ''Ah! Its cold!'' Alice had transformed back and was eyeing him with

interest. ''Oh come on! You're still eyeing me!''

''Its not my fault you're sexy.''

''Bloody wonderful time to let me know. I don't suppose you have any extra clothes stashed

somewhere.''

''Actually, I do have something you can wear, but if I show it to you, you have to promise to

wear it.''

''F-f-fine. As long as it fits.''

Damon knew it was a bad idea when Alice walked a little ways away until she was screened

to procure the article. She returned spinning a pair of pale blue panties. Damon' groaned

and realized suddenly that he wasn't as cold as he had been.

''Hey! You have to keep concentrating or you'll revert to being a wolf! Concentrate and put

this on.''

Dave was drawn to the fire and found his best friend Damon sitting cross-legged on the

ground wearing a blue thong, with Alice laughing and telling jokes. He climbed down the

branches nearly hysterical with laughter.

''Wow. I never thought I'd ever see you in a thong. I never thought I'd want to, but this is

too funny.''

''You can laugh you're fucking head off as long as you give me the clothes.''

''First you've gotta stand up and turn around.''

''I've already been on parade once in this napkin, and I don't intend to do it again.''

''Then you really can walk home naked.''

Damon glared as he got up and spun around. Then he jumped at Dave and took the clothes

before he could react. He took the thong off before putting on his jeans, deciding that it

would be better to go commando rather than wear that blue thing back home. The shirt was

yet another black shirt that he put on inside-out.

''Do you ever wear any other type of shirt?'' Alice had apparently not noticed before.

''Every once in a great while I wear a plain black long-sleeved shirt.''

Alice laughed, completely missing the fact that Damon was dead serious. They headed back

to Damon's house, where he had a lot of explaining to do to his over-worried mother.

As he lie down to sleep for the night, he locked the door to his bedroom as Alice had advised

him. He let go of his human form and returned to this awkward, unnatural, natural state of

being. He felt his arms and his hears, shook his head to try and make his hair behave, and

felt the muscles in his body work. He felt stronger than he normally did and he looked even

better than before.

He lied down to sleep curled up in a ball with the blankets thrown on the floor, his head

resting upon his front paws. He smiled and slept.