Initiation 2 : Werewolf Prey
I ran faster as the footfalls became louder. My muscles were burning like acid as I ducked under branches, darting through bushes and jumping over stumps. I was cooking up my dinner when I heard something growl behind my tent. Without my gun I had no choice but to run and run I did. Its lopes were timed too distantly for it to be working too hard and I knew I needed shelter quickly before I tired out.
Suddenly I came upon a clearing, and just beyond it a pond. I dove in quickly, swimming out to the middle, the water about ten feet deep, my breath finally coming to me as I tread water, hoping the creature I had heard did not have the will to pursue me.
He was a wolf, a large one, but an oddly shaped one at that. Its hind legs were bent and jutted out on either side of his torso. For that matter his torso was more barrel than canine and his shoulders more arced than parallel. I blinked a few times, a head rush of pain hitting me as I breathed in more oxygen, the lack of it causing me to cramp and tread slower in the water.
Was I hallucinating? It had hands! Not only that but fairly human-like arms. It was looking at me, an indifferent expression pulled across its face as he circled me slowly, his arms reaching out to brace himself as his legs crawled across the ground. His tail was held level with his back and his ears were oddly flattened against his head as he stared down at me.
My legs began to ache more as I tread harder to keep myself above water. I was getting cold and my shoes starting to weigh me down. I started toward the opposite edge of the pond, standing on the bank as it reached my feet, then freezing as I saw the creature start to circle back toward me. If I got out, I'd be easy prey, my body already spent.
He sat close to me now, his feet just in the water. Closer now I could tell that he was at least 5' tall while crouching, his frame probably 10' or more when stretched out. His chest was oddly human, his muscles not all that different from my own and strangely visible under his coat. His face was still very dog-like, ears perked now, his tail swaying impatiently as he kept his eyes locked over mine. Was he expecting me to get out? Why did he not just come in and get me?
I may have been delirious when I did it, but as soon as I had taken as step forward I immediately questioned the sanity of it. The wolf didn't move, aside from his tail, which moved a bit faster.
"Go away!" I commanded.
Its ears flattened again and it did something I had not expected. It whimpered.
I stared in awe as the creature crouched further down, his head leveled with his knees before he stopped, tail tucked under him and grasped in one hand.
I stepped another step closer, "Why did you chase me if you were just going to wimp out like this?"
His tail began twitching again, his hand releasing it, but his ears remaining flat. I walked perpendicular to him, the water up to my knees before the creature began moving again, following me. I kept to the pond, the wolf whimpering at me as I retreated.
He hadn't killed me yet, so I figured I could escape him if I just persisted in running. I found a path in the clearing and aimed for it, jumping out of the pond and racing for the trail head. I heard a rustle of rocks and found myself on the ground, pinned by the wolf just inside the trail. I started struggling, felling a hand grip me at the side, claws scraping my skin.
Then the grip relaxed, one of his hand pulling at my shirt, his muzzle down and sniffing it curiously. I let him have it and tried to appease the animal as much as possible. He smelled strongly of carnivore, his fur, though shimmering in the moonlight, very coarse at the touch. His hand kept me pinned as his other fiddled with my shorts, pulling them slowly off me, never attempting to undo the button, but rather pulling it until it popped off on its own.
In typical canine fashion he sniffed my groin, nosing it roughly, his hand reaching to my other leg and moving me about. Hot breath ran over my crotch and I began to struggle. My mind flew at his intentions, my legs restrained and my hands grasping for anything that could help me escape.
Then he licked me. My cock jumped as his tongue ran across it, over my balls. He hoisted me further back into him, my ass planted against his chest as he sniffed at my asshole. I looked back, seeing a very intimidating wolf with a very intrigued look on his face as he buried his nose between my cheeks. His cock was red and blazing in the moonlight, as long an thick as my forearm with a huge knob at the bottom.
I struggled less, his intentions obviously not malicious as his nose flared hot air over my backside, the cold effect of the pond dissipating as I relaxed a bit.
The creature's friendliness eventually overpowered him as he began licking my ass. Having never felt this before, I was at first surprised, finding myself hugging his legs for comfort. Then as the licks became more and more frequent I began to derive a bit of pleasure from it, the long strokes of his velvety tongue on my anus making my cock drip a little.
Then the creature got adventurous, his tongue starting to dig into my pucker a little, small grunts being forced from my gut as he invaded it slowly, my virgin ass reluctant to open up to his molestations. Soon he was in though, licking my insides, loosening them lovingly as he started playing over my prostate. At first the feeling made me want to piss, my ass clenching hard every time he attacked its sensitive surface, a bit of pain running through me as his tongue's girth spread me back open.
He was grunting as he did this, his hands roughly pulling me to his muzzle. I couldn't help but moan, my cock hard and leaking pre. I had never imagined this happening to me, and if I had I would've been appalled at the idea. Never had I thought that I'd be with another male, let alone anything but a human man. Now that I was being raped by this creature though, my thoughts became less important. I began to press into his muzzle, the tongue making me squirm in his grasp.
The creature became a bit impatient with my hips and started licking just my pucker as he moved up my back, repositioning me on the ground on all fours, his large arms wrapping around me as he suddenly and very quickly impaled me with a strong thrust of his hips. I yelled out in pain. My ass felt torn as his cock began pistoning in and out of me uncontrollably. He bit down on my neck, blood trickling from the wound as he growled.
My cock stayed hard despite my pain. The long and fast strokes of the wolf crushed my prostate, my dick pouring pre. His hips rolled as he thrust, and I found myself accommodating him more easily. Though his knot was rather large, I found it within me with surprising ease as he thrust harder. I could feel his knot growing as his animalistic lust drove him quickly toward his canine climax, his dick never still as he pulled at my backside. It and his cock made me feel full as it was, my prostate pinned against my own flesh as my cock stayed in a constant state of euphoria. My head swam and I found my hips once again meeting his thrusts as his dick began shooting his spunk into me, the knot making my stomach swell a little from its size as a hot rush of cum drenched my insides.
The warm feeling rushed through me like fire. My face dripped with sweat as I began humping wildly back onto the cock, the knot seemingly never stopping its growth as my own approached climax. I got goose bumps as I felt the pressure of the amount of cum in my ass, my spine tingling and my toes curling as my dick began to pulse, the creatures hand reaching down and gripping my shaft, his mouth relaxing his grasp on my neck as he craned his neck close to my cheek... "Come on... Cum for me pup..."
My eyes popped out of my skull and I howled as he thrust hard against me, my prostate finally seizing up and my dick spurting cum onto the ground below me. The heat on my body pulsed even harder and I felt myself swell, my skin crawling, my face tightening, my bones aching as my body shifted. All I could feel in my head was pleasure, my ass starting to tingle from being filled with cock almost in a climax of its own as I sat hard on his dick, my own spurting more and more spooge with every jet, the last one harder than any before it, the devilish wolf pointing it at my chest as I felt my dick pulse outward, my balls rolling around on their own as my transformation completed.
I panted, a large tongue lolling out one side of my gaping muzzle. My skin was now covered in brown fur, my hands padded, my face longer, weight rested on the balls of my now canine legs and my tail swaying happily at the wolf behind me.
I panted... "How... What?"
He did not answer, only rolled over, letting his dick pull me onto him, his hands stroking over my legs before twisting me on his dick, rolling me so that I faced him, his muzzle meeting mine and kissing against it. Our tongues found each other and I found myself melting into his arms. His hand cradled my head and rump lovingly as his legs rubbed against mine.
I didn't ask anymore questions. He hugged me up and I was soon buried in his arms, no longer worried about what he'd done to me, no longer worried about my safety, only content with the embrace as he whispered in my ear.
"You are mine... I am yours... Worry not my little pup. I'll take care of you."
He kissed the top of my forehead and I drifted to sleep.