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Harvest Moon: Dice's Perspective By Karakit

Ishtari I could smell it the strong scents of a hundred things around me, sifting them through the mind into catagories I could access more easily later. The cold moonlit night was intoxicating to my senses filling me with an ectasy I had not experianced in a few months. The thickened veins throughout my body now pumped blood more quickly to a large heart behind a thick ribcage, and my upper body instead of thin human legs were now thick with beautiful black fur like a minks. My eyes, eyes that could kill with a simple glare in the daylight, were now the color of a harvest moon and could spot every bit of movement throughout the forest. I had become accoustum to this transfermation over time, yet still I find myself wishing I were dead then suffer that pain.

But here I stand bathed in moonlight on a cold Augest night wondering what trouble I could partake in. I sniffed again catching the smell of a group of deer and I quickly traced the odor blazing through the forestlike a true wolf, my brain once again having a true feeling of freedom only a few experiance. My case was no unnatural one, I had not been bitten, nor had I taken a concoction to indulge in my dark desires. No, I had been a special case. My own mother had been the foolish one to drink an elixer while I was in the womb, and she had given birth to me while in her 'other' state. I was born a human but the damage was done. Whatever had been in that mixture had been absorbed into me. My mother did her best to raise me proper, but as with all living things she passed on. She did not however leave without teaching me about this transformation, and through her knowlege I have learned to curb that bloodlust that is forever constant in this mind.

It is a hunger that can't be satied, yet I retain some control. Still, like all beings, sometimes you can't help but give into your desires, otherwise there would be no need for laws. I've caught up with them and they are getting prepared to rest for the night. I lay on the cold dewy grass watching through the eyes intently, waiting for a perfect moment to strike at the stag. If he went down, the mother and fawn would scatter, leaving me to feast. The moon high aabove me shined lovely down upon me, empowering me, and gave me the strength to strike out at the father ripping into the skin, fat, and muscle, like scissors through paper. I pulled the long claws through the deers sides just in time to see the mother wake and bolt just as I anticipated. I let go of the father and like lightning layed into the mothers throat tearing into it with my large long teeth. The warm blood flowed freely and I found myself letting that 'other' come out and have it's fill. Like a rabbit animal he tore through the skin and devoured the meat, till his hunger had nearly eaten all of it. I took control again, knowing full well I had to retain some type of humanity, and gluttony was one thing I did not give into.

Then of course there are the things that you give into, regardless of whether or not you do anything to prevent them from happening. In this case, the sweet aroma of pheremones from something outside the forest, how can anyone deny curiousity when it's right under their nose. I perked my ears listening with keen intensity to everything around me. I could hear the soft whispers of trees speaking to each other, the pitter patter of the foxes and badgers as they nestled in, even the fawn that had ran away from the fray that had taken place only an hour ago. I laughed, for that fawn was still running, and I hope one day it will grow big and strong and provide a great hunt.

listening again I caught something to the northeast, my ears twitching in the direction picking up the heavy steps of a female either lost or camping at the grounds. There shouldn't be any campers at this time, perhaps I could be wrong, it might just be another werewolf. Either way the scent was too inticing and sweet to ignore, and so I followed it, the phermones invading my nostrils with each stride. So strong it became that I could taste it in the back of my throat. My blood was pumping hard and fast, boiling in my veins, as I breathed deeply stopping myself before a treeline. I took in another deep sniff, the aroma unnerving making my head burn with desire as I pulled back the branches of two large trees and saw something I did not expect.

It was a werewolf too be sure but it was certainly unlike any I'd seen. A female to be sure, but with sleek fur which shined when the light hit it. Her body was symetrical and thin, her hips forming up to a muscled belly and a pair of round furried tits. The hair atop her head still seemed human, and her ears did not show as much as they did on me, even her muzzle was less prounounced then my own. She stood up tall on two legs like my own in size and they led up to long soft tail which curled slightly at the end. I was very impressed by the color of her fur. Her's was a soft yellow with long stripes of a golden brown throughout her body, and white tipped ears and tail. Her eyes were like topaz glistening in sunlight.

She was a different breed then me, one of the Oaxca from the northern parts. If my birth was a blessing then the Oaxca's was sacred. They were the werewolves that had elected to stay in the 'other' state permently, but as time and generations went about they had learned how to take permenant control, to where there own children are completly docile and have complete control of the bloodlust from birth. To that end they have become the most human of all werewolves, able to carry on the most normal of lives a few even, had managed lives in the Daylight world. What such a beautiful looking one of her kind was doing here I could not guess for they stayed in their enclave and rarely ventured into other breeds territory, unless to track a member who had broken the laws of the Oxacan.

This female did not look as if she were hiding from anyone, but instead was tending a fire in which a large slab of freshly killed,and deskinned badger and fowl lay atop a chrome metal rack. She moved to a small hut made from branches and leaves, as she bent over reaching inside to grab something from the hut I could see her most intimate parts and the two thickened lips that surrounded an already slightly engorged clit. She, like so many werewolves, was in heat during the month of the Harvest Moon. That was the scent she was giving off that had my mind going crazy, but I could not let that 'other' take over. I was enjoying simply looking, but he would have me pounce on her in a heartbeat and take her with more excess then eating meat.

Coming back out from the hut she walked to the fire and began spreading herbs of different kinds on the meat. The aroma was tantalizing and I felt my human side dying to take a bite of the food, but the mind was focused only on her scent, and the swe!tness between her thighs. As she sat down on a wooden log near the fire her tail at her side she looked up into the sky clutching a small emerald with her thin furried fingers, in wonder. She breathed in deep and instantly went on guard facing my direction with a snarl.

"Whose there come out if youknow what's good for you," she said bearing her teeth. I calmly walked into the clearing, and a sense of satisfaction washed over her face as she sat back down adding, "Good, for a moment I thought you might be a hunter. They do enjoy coming around our territory."

"Your territory," I said with slight biterness, finding her scent almost to hard to bear, "I was under the impression this was outside your boundaries." She got up from where she was crossing to the treeline and brushing the branches to the side. I could make out the OX symbol on the trees marking the boundary. She gave a smile then came back tending the fire again.

"I am sorry," I said polietly, "I was following scent, and did not look for the boundary."

"My scent I don't doubt," she said laughing, "I'm actually quite suprised you've yet to give i. Becuase you are a Mahaln, your human mind is usually preoccupied with sex. That mindset should be overpowering you even now."

"You are right in that regard, I came here following the scent hoping to rape and mount the beast, but I was suprised to find an Oxacan. You're right though, I do want to mount you, and I am doing everything in my power to prevent me from it. After all we are two different breeds, and I am unsure of the scandal it would cause."

"Such a strong mind for a Mahaln, normally you're other would've taken over and had his fill, and why not," she said bending over showing her body off invitingly, "I a m in heat, and I am willing. You think I only came out here to hunt?"

When she said those words I instantly felt my heart start to race, the blood quickening in my veins as I tried hard to keep my lust from overpowering me. She was so beautiful, her fur so sleek and her body thin for her kind. It wouldn't be hard to take her, and judging from her responses she wanted to be, still I found myself wanting to keep in line, for a Mahaln did not do quickies or one night stands. Mahaln's though pure bloodletters and true rapist's to boot, they sought to keep the company of those they mate, often bringing them on hunts. Some Mahaln might have 4 or 5 companions on a hunt each following the alpha that had mated them.

She had taken the meat off the rack and cut it into strips which she placed on two plates. Clearly she had been expecting company, so I slowly got up ftom the log and jattempted to sneak to the treeline. I found myself looking back though, watching her bent over the table, her folds even more engorged and slightly red. I could even make out the light glistening off of wetness between her thighs. I could not move any further away, I just stared, my dick starting to get hard behind the sheath, the pink tip slightly poking through.

"Still can't take what you want," she said smiling as she looked back over her shoulder, "I'd figure you'd have been on top of me now especially with me staying in this position as long as I have."

"I'm sorry, " I said calmly walking to her slowly, "I've learned to wrestle with this new body for for a few years, but none I have met have prepared me for the aspects of mating."

"Ah, you're a Yearling, that might explain it," she said still looking back at me bent over the plates, "You probably never experianced the rut. I slightly pity you you're missing out on something mindblowing." She still showed herself fully to me waving her tail from side to side, rasing it up enough to where I could see eveerything, and so I stepped a few more feet closer. I was finding her sent unbearable. So strongly I wanted to let go of everything, grab her hips and fuck the hell out of her, but I stopped again, the human mind was churning trying to find a solution out of giving into that lust.

I did, and with a calm voice like amber wine I asked, "Wait, why are YOU doing this? You talk of me and how my lust drives me to do it, but you say nothing of yourself female." She gave a grin as she stared into my eyes with lust of her own. She wiggled her hips a bit more, juices starting to flow a bit more freely from her hole. I could swear there was heat radiating from that area, she was very ready, and I was almost within arms length of her long pulled up tail.

"As with your breed my kind experiances the lust during the harvest moon, but unlike your kind that is the only time we experiance the cravings. Your breed and all others all have the lust all the time, that is why your other state will rape if it does not kill something. For my kind, it is like a thirst that cannot be quenched and that is why this meal was made, that is why I show myself now to you, for you're the first male i've seen in 3 years, and one who is still retains his humane part. You'd be a mate that could provide more then the roughness of other breeds, but I guess if you're that in control during the Harvest Moon then I won't have much luck." She started to stand up, but I held her down with my hand around her neck. She seemed to squirm a little as I pushed against her hips, and her face became a deep red against fur. She was right about my breed, I was a beast driven by lust, and I had no problem satisfying it. I grabbed her tail lifting it up over her back, my dick fully erect and out of it's sheath was dripping onto her tail hole and pussy. She was open to be sure, but he decided to open her a little more, so I leaned forward telling her not to move as I ran my hands down her flanks before bringing them to the inside of her thighs.

"You don't need to tell me, I'll let you do whatever feels good," she said as I got on my knees, spread her legs and instantly had my nuzzle halfway inside her. She moaned as I let out my tongue, lapping at the sweet juices inside her quivering pussy, licking every inch of her walls, as far back as her cervix. She stayed where she was only moving slightly so I could get more of my muzzle inside. With my hands rubbing her furried ass I pulled muy head out slightly liking at the swollen clit, making her gasp.

"Don't think I've ever had any breed do that to me," she said panting as her body temperture rose, "you're trying hard not to give in to your 'other' state, aren't you?"

I got up pressing her head down again as I pushed my dick head against her warm slit. I lifted her head slightly up whispering to her, "If I wanted the 'other' to have fun, i'd let him. This, is for me." Grabbing her hips I dug my nails deep into her flesh, making her moan loudly before pushing my engorged dick into her pussy, slowly spreading her lips apart till only the knot at my base ached to get inside, but too big for her at the moment. I pulled myself back out slowly her slickened pussy feeling as smooth as silk as it wrapped tightly around my dick. She didn't seem to mind my size and seemed to be enjoying herself. Getting bold, I grabbed her by her hind legs flipping her over to face me, she seemed very happy. She held her arms around my neck pulling my head down to her breats. With her nipples hard as hell, I proceeded to nibble and suck on her tits exciting her body all over, making her thighs quiver with each thrust.

"Never met a breed to treat me so humanly," she said breathing heavily as I pounded into her wet furried hole, loving each second as her lips tightened around my cock, "Most breeds, including your own, just want to have the pleasure. You want more though don't you?"

I slowed my movement slightly, my knot still engorged, still trying hard to breach inside her tight hole. Then I sropped my yellowed eyes looking into her topaz with so much passiin, I hurt. She knew full well I wanted more, and she was more then willing to let me have what I desired. She had been used many times, I knew this, for most breeds, as I said were pure instinct, including my own breed. I had been an exception, I had been raised to take control of it. I stared hard into her eyes, those beautiful eyes that shined brightly like diamonds.

"I am unlike any of my breed," I said softly as I pushed my muzzle to hers, "If you'd let me, I would be your mate a true mate, one which could be more then simply a hunting partner." With those words she responded kindly, pushing her muzzle back against mine, kissing me and pulling me more into her body. The soft belly fur caressing my own as her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. Her lips opening a bit more to let the start of my knot into her, but not enough to take all of it. Her insides seemed to be getting hotter, and I felt so close I could taste it, but getting my knot in was what I desired, and I knew soon she'd let me into her.

"Go ahead Mahaln, go ahead and make me your mate," she said as I pushed into her again. I knew what she wanted and I had no problem giving it to her. Wrapping my arms around her I began pumping into her vigorisly, with such force her body bounced with each thrust. She was getting wetter, letting out heavy moans, begging for her own release. The wet juices spilling out between the two of us, making my knot push a bit further into her. I had to have her, I needed her.

I leaned up, my loins on fire. I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and I thrust hard into her waiting hole. The knot, which had so painfully wanted to be in her, spread her to the limits. She moaned loudly, letting out asharp cry as my knot buried into her fully. Her slick opening taking the massive organ as if it were a baby sucking on a teat. She responded by biting hard into my shoulder, blood leaking down the side of my arm. I continued to thrust into her, feeling the knot get a bit bigger as it stretched her insides to a point she could barely handle.

"Oh gods, please cum in me, make me your mate," she cried out, "fill me, please." Then I felt it, my balls rising up inside me, and then I felt it. Felt my dick throb hard and release inside her like a storm. Thick copius amounts of cum coating her warm walls. As I came, I felt her own lips tighten around me like a vice, squeezing every bit out of my dick. Taking her own pleasure from my dick, she came herself. The sides of her pussy, leaking more liquid then I thought possible. Mixing with my own, our bodies so close together, I felt whole being so close to her. Leaning over her again, I licked her muzzle as she smiled, before laying her head back down to enjoy the afterglow.

"I must be honest Mahaln, I've never been treated that nicely," she said as I grinded a final time into her, before slipping my knot out with a loud pop. A good amount of our fluids flowing out onto the ground. She sighed heavily as she stroked the sides of my face, kissing me again as she held me tightly in her arms.

"You will make a very fine mate," she added before getting up from the ground, "now, perhaps you'd care for something to eat? I woud imagine you're famished from such a strenous activity." She turned around holding up a plate of the food and passing it to me, before sitting down next to me. She leaned her head on my shoulder and I knew I had found someone I could enjoy this curse with. We looked towards the Harvest Moon and howled in joyus glee.