{"sf1_id":677814,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Blue Moon","author":"AllisonTowers","words":5447,"posted_at":"2014-03-09T20:21:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Balls","Bear","Blue","M/M","Marko","Oral","Rape","Relationships","Short Story","Transformation","Werewolf","bloodhound","blow job","cock","consentual","cum inflation","jerry","moon","uncut"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/677814-the-blue-moon","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/677814","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=677814\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"I turned 18 recently, so I thought it was about time I branched out and try an adult story! I hope you enjoy.\nI just made up some characters originally to write porn with, but as it went on I actually got really attached to Marko and Jerry ._. I think they're a cute couple!\nAll characters ©http://www.furaffinity.net/user/allisontowers/","content":" Thump. Thump. Thump.\n Marko's splitting headache was only worsened\nby the angelic rays of dawn light pervading the room. He stumbled out of bed\nand steadied himself, reminding himself with every step that this hangover\nwould always be better than the alternative. His boyfriend Jerry was still\nasleep, the chest of the bloodhound rising and falling softly under the covers.\nMarko tiptoed out of the bedroom as quietly as possible and into the kitchen,\nwhere the syringe and little capsules of orange liquid were still all over the\ntable. He swept them into the bag where he stored them and stowed them away in\nhis special hiding place, a hollowed out compartment in the base of a plant\npot. He collapsed in a chair and held his beating skull.\n 'What a\nlife...'he thought. 'At least it's only once a month.'\n It was worth the pain to protect Jerry. Marko\ncouldn't bear the thought of any harm coming to his hound. They'd met two years\nago and Marko had been amazed at how easy it was to hang out with Jerry.\nSomething had clicked deep in their hearts, like a lost key finally finding its\nlock. They were almost polar opposites - Marko was a bulky bear who had a habit\nof being shy and panicky in public situations, while Jerry was a slender\nbloodhound who could hop between strangers in bars and get along like he'd\nknown them all his life. There was no way Marko could let Jerry come to any\nharm. Though he felt ashamed to admit it, he needed Jerry. Their opposite\npersonalities were the perfect foil for each other and they really made each\nother blossom. \n He peeled back the sleeve of his t-shirt and\nlooked at his wound - it still looked fresh, though it was covered in a\ngruesome scab. There was a web-like pattern of veins, blood red and splitting\nthrough the tan fur of his shoulder. The tendrils spread out all around the two\nfang-holes where some kind of venom was still seeping into his ursine blood. It\nhad been just over three months now since Marko was bitten by the lycanthrope\nand last night had been his third full moon. He'd nearly killed someone during\nhis first transformation and after a desperate search for a cure, a jackal\ncalled Rufus had supplied him with an experimental drug from the Eastlands that\nwould supposedly prevent the transformation if he injected it before going to\nsleep under a full moon. So far it had worked fine, leaving nothing but a\nterrible hangover.\n Marko turned to the calendar to check for the\nnext full moon. He traced with his finger from the full moon of January 2\nthrough to the where the next full moon would lie and gulped. He expected to\nhave to turn a page, but the next full moon was January 31. A blue moon! Rufus\nhad warned Marko about blue moons, but never said anything specific. He did all\nhe could think to do, grabbing the phone and ducking into the bathroom.\n After a few beeps, Rufus answered. \"Marko!\nWhere's the party?\"\n \"Rufus, it's a blue moon this month! What do I\ndo? Is it any different from a normal full moon, do I take a bigger dose of\nthat stuff or what?\" Marko spluttered, a little too quickly to be legible.\n \"Woah! Dowse the fire, Marko,\" said Rufus, in\na typically steely tone. \"Go slow and tell me what's wrong.\"\n Marko took a breath and brought the phone back\nto his ear. \"I remember you said something about blue moons, about them being\ndangerous for...people like me. What do I do? Do I just take an injection as\nnormal?\"\n \"That stuff doesn't work on blue moons,\nMarko.\"\n \"So what do I do?\" asked Marko, the panic\nclear in his cracking voice.\n \"Keep calm. Get out of the house. Say your\nprayers. Good luck!\" the phone clicked and fell dead.\n \n Twenty-eight days passed and Marko's panic\nlevels were quietly rising. He wanted to stay in when the night came, but one\nof his romantic dates with Jerry had happened to fall on that night and he\ncouldn't argue with his hound, not when they'd managed to bag such a great\nbooking.\n Silvertree Hall was a favourite restaurant for\nthe boys and they'd managed to book a table on the mezzanine overlooking the\nocean. The seafood platter they were sharing was a delicious feast, but Marko\ncould barely eat a bite. Jerry was playing footsie with him under the table.\n \"Better not eat your meal too fast, or you\nwon't have any room for desert!\" Marko remarked, eyeing Jerry's nearly empty\nplate.\n \"Trust me, there'll be room! Though it might\nbe a tight fit,\" Jerry said with a\ncheeky wink.\n 'Always\nthe charmer, that hound,'thought\nMarko.\n When the platter was finally depleted, Jerry\nexcused himself and headed off to the men's room. Marko watched him go and\nimmediately knew his game. He'd worn the slacks that were a few inches too\nsmall around the waist, just so they'd cling tight to his hips and make his\nrear look like two balloons stuffed into his pants. Marko would often say that\nthat fine derrière had never crossed his mind when he met Jerry, but he'd\nalways be lying.\n Marko's stomach was turning with anxiety about\nwhat would happen that night, but the inevitable conclusion of all their\nromantics dates had to come first, it seemed. He couldn't follow him, could he?\nHe knew Jerry was waiting for him in the restroom, but right now he felt too\nsick and shaky to get up to anything with him.\n When Marko left the table and followed his\nhound into the men's room, he found Jerry staring at himself in the mirror,\nleaning on the counter on his elbows and pushing his hips out. Whatever had\ngotten into this guy, Marko had no complaints. He brought his forearm back and\nslapped it down on the hound's bubble butt before Jerry even knew he was in the\nroom. The force brought a gasping moan from Jerry's mouth and knocked his nose\nright into the mirror with a thump.\n He held the end of his snout and looked up at\nMarko with a playful whimper.\n \"Don't worry, sweetheart. Let Marko kiss it\nbetter,\" said the bear softly, bringing his head close to Jerry's and holding\nhis shoulders. Marko was slightly taller than Jerry and his lips fell right in\nline with Jerry's nose. Jerry smiled and for a moment they were still, Marko's\nlips pressed to his nose. He may as well make the most of this tender moment,\nsince it could all end when he changed...\n They parted and without missing a beat, Marko\nleaned in again and pressed his lips firmly against Jerry's. Jerry's eyes fell\nshut as he melted into the strong embrace of his mate and his lips tingled with\nevery pucker. Marko could sense a faint taste of lobster on Jerry's tongue as\nhe rolled his past his partner's lips, the kiss quickening and heating up as\nthe two tongues teased each other. Marko's mind was screaming to him to stop in\ncase anybody walked in, but somewhere deep down the thought that anybody could\nwalk in on them at any moment just made this even hotter.\n With his arousal building fast, Marko clamped\nhis hands down on his partner's rump and swung him up onto the counter, the\nkiss breaking with the motion. A trail of saliva hung between the lips of the\npair until Jerry's devious grin made it fall away.\n Marko's shirt buttons popped out of their\nloops as Jerry prised them apart, revealing Marko's toned chest and the\nadorable black speckles on his tan fur. Marko felt a strange sensation, like he\nshould be panicking right now. Getting his clothes off in a public restroom\nshould be hell for him, not to mention the transformation yet to come. Seeing\nJerry's mischievous charm must have clicked some switch on deep in his mind and\nhe felt a certain kind of hunger growing deep in his loins that soothed his\nanxiety.\n Suddenly Jerry threw him back, pushing him\nthrough the door of one of the cubicles and onto the seat. He growled\nplayfully, very pleased with the sight of Jerry dropping to his knees in front\nof the bear. \"Ready for your desert, puppy?\" he said, grinning as he held the\nsides of the hound's head and pulled him down in between his legs.\n The bloodhound's sensitive nose was on fire\nwith the slightest hint of his bear's aroma, but he wanted more. Biting his lip\nas he unbuttoned Marko's slacks, Jerry leaned in and pulled the zipper down\nbetween his teeth, grinning and murring deeply as it released more of the\nbear's heady aroma. Marko sighed with relief as his growing bulge was freed\nfrom the tight confines of the slacks and he eagerly pushed the elastic of his\nunderwear down beneath his balls, giving Jerry the full view. The hound's eyes\nwidened as he saw the ursine erection rising from the sheath and he rubbed it\nagainst his cheek, just savouring its warmth and its scent. Marko was\nscritching behind his ears and pushing encouragingly, but Jerry didn't want to\nhurry this experience. He flopped out his tongue and touched the tip against\nthe base of the cock, slithering it down into the sheath. Marko let his head\nflop back and moaned out loud, forgetting where he was as the pleasure of the\nlicks made his mind fuzzy. In no time Marko's whole length had slid free of his\nsheath and Jerry admired the seven and a half inches of delicious meat in front\nof him. He started to rub the length gently at first, speeding up slowly and\nteasing Marko's foreskin down over his glans. The revealed cockhead shined\nunder the cool restroom lighting and shimmering bead of precum was forming\nright at the peak. Jerry couldn't wait any longer and wrapped his lips around\nMarko's thick tip, letting the precum roll its way down onto his tongue. Just\nthat slight taste of Marko's essence sent Jerry's head spinning and his head started\nbobbing almost automatically. Marko huffed as he stared down at the eager puppy\nservicing him, Jerry's tongue rolling over every part it could reach. Jerry\nwasn't sucking yet, just teasing and building up the heat. Marko couldn't deny\nthat the heat was building up - he felt like a fire was alight deep inside him.\n Suddenly the restroom door opened. Marko\nsnapped out of his trance as he heard the stranger walking around outside the\ncubicle. Jerry had predicted Marko's response and pulled off his cock.\n \"Do you want to stop?\" Jerry whispered,\nlooking up at Marko.\n Marko thought he would want to, that he'd be\nfar too uncomfortable knowing someone else was nearby, but he wasn't. Since\nJerry had stopped the fire inside him had grown fiercer and he felt strange -\nlike some part of his spirit was being squeezed through a hole too tight for\nit. He didn't reply to Jerry, opting simply to push him back onto his throbbing\nlength. \n Jerry wasn't complaining! He buried it deeper\nthan before in his mouth, focussing on stifling the gag reflex as the bear's\nleaking tip tickled his tonsils. Then he sucked. A great and powerful suck,\nlike somebody trying to drink a milkshake that's too thick for the straw. It\nsent a wave of ecstasy travelling through the flesh of Marko's member and\nshooting up his spine, bursting out of his mouth in the form of bellowing moan.\nThe footsteps outside the cubicle stopped for a moment as if trying to\ncomprehend what they had just heard, but they soon carried on and they heard\nthe stranger entering the next cubicle. Jerry's incessant rhythm was milking\nprecum from Marko's balls like an udder and Marko had to press his hands to\neither side of the cubicle to steady himself. Jerry swallowed a couple of\ntimes, just limbering up his throat ready for his next move. He got off his\nknees and crouched on his feet, back straight and hands gripping Marko's legs.\nWith one swift movement he slid himself smoothly forward and moaned loudly\naround the meat as his nose collided with the rough fur of Marko's groin.\nMarko's toes curled and he brought his hands down to grip Jerry's head,\ninstinctively rolling his hips and using the squeezing warmth of Jerry's throat\nlike a fleshlight. Jerry took a backseat, just letting Marko twist and pull at\nhis skull as his thrust got harder and faster. Jerry's ears were flopping back\nand forth and his slacks were almost splitting with the size of his bulge.\nRight now all he cared about was milking Marko dry and Marko was making sure of\nit too with his powerful hip movements. With a sudden huffing gasp, Marko\nclutched at the base of Jerry's ears and climaxed hard. Jerry thought a\nhosepipe had been turned on in his mouth! The torrent of cum erupting into his\nthroat was so powerful that he had to pull off, falling back against the door\nof the cubicle and panting between coughs. Marko squeezed the base of his cock\nand jerked it, letting out a mighty growling roar like Jerry had never heard\nbefore. A stream of thick seed shot out with such power that it hit the ceiling\nof the restroom, the door and even gave Jerry's face a creamy coating as he was\nrising to his feet. They heard the stranger in the next cubicle tut and groan\nin disgust and run out of the restroom, but they didn't care what he thought of\nthem.\n Jerry licked some of the excess juices from\nhis lips, resting his back on the door as he looked down at his spent partner.\n\"Gosh,\" he panted. \"Someone was pent up!\"\n Marko rose to his feet and steadied himself on\nthe walls of cubicle, taking long and deep breaths and nodding in response. Did\nthat really happen? Marko the anxious bear had public sex?\n A few last drops of cum dripped down onto the\nfloor from Marko's member as it became flaccid again. He stepped towards Jerry\nand held him against the door, running his tongue over his partner's messy\nhead. Jerry smiled and giggled as Marko's tongue ruffled his fur, cleaning the\nstreaks of cum from his face. When Marko was satisfied that he'd got the last\ndrop, he surprised Jerry by pressing their lips together in a long and\npassionate kiss with a slow and loving pace. Marko shared some of the seed on\nhis tongue with the hound, letting them both taste the flavour of the creamy\ncum along with the familiar taste of each other's tongues.\n Jerry stared into Marko's eyes as their lips\nparted ways. \"I love you,\" he said softly.\n \"I love you too, puppy,\" replied the bear,\nrunning his finger down Jerry's cheek.\n Jerry set to straightening up his clothes\nwhile Marko got himself dressed again. When they looked presentable again,\nMarko set his paws on Jerry's hips and smiled as he admired his love.\n \"Back to dinner, then?\" Jerry whispered\nsoftly.\n Marko took a glance at his watch - it was\nalmost 8pm. The sun would be setting soon and that would mean trouble if he was\nstill out in public. He'd already been out too long, but the burning, hungry\nsensation inside him had totally taken over. This whole situation was totally\nout of character, he would never normally want to do something like this in\npublic. Could the transformation already be happening?\n \"We should get home, Jerry! It's getting\nlate!\" he said, shuffling faster.\n \"We've stayed out longer than this! You really\ndon't seem yourself today, are you okay?\"\n \"I just feel a little iffy, I'd like to get\nhome,\" Marko said. He had to get away from here before anything worse happened.\nHis mind had totally blurred back there and he'd acted like somebody else. It\nwasn't a good sign.\n \n The couple got home in record time and Marko\nburst across the threshold of the apartment, sighing with relief as he got into\nthe safety of home. Jerry rubbed Marko's stomach and checked he was okay before\nletting Marko head to bed. Marko let Jerry touch his stomach, but suddenly\nfound he just couldn't stop his hands from touching Jerry in return. He pressed\nhim to the wall, kissing and licking at Jerry's neck and murring steadily.\nJerry was giggling and trying to break away from his grasp, but the bear's\nstrong paws had him clamped to the wall. Eventually he managed to push Marko\naway and held the bear in his arms.\n \"What's gotten into you, Marko? You're not\nusually so...ravenous!\" he said, pushing Marko down on a chair. \"You wait right\nhere while I slip into something more comfortable, then you can come in and\njoin me.\"\n Marko whined sadly as he felt Jerry's hips\nslip out of his paws and let his head flop onto the table when the bedroom door\nshut. It was a different feeling, like the weight of his anxious personality\nhad been lifted and replaced with some kind of insatiable horniness. He\ncouldn't do this anymore. He had to get out of the apartment, find somewhere\nelse where he couldn't hurt anybody.\n He dashed into the bedroom while trying to\nthink of some kind of excuse to leave, but he was stopped in his tracks by the\nsight of Jerry. Apparently the hound's idea of something more comfortable was\nfor him to get completely naked! He was already down to his underwear and they\nhugged his rear in such a gorgeous way that Marko was sure he could feel his\narms unconsciously reaching out for it.\n \"Marko, you naughty boy! Impatient, are we?\"\n Marko forgot himself. He pounced at Jerry and\nthey both fell back onto the bed and bounced on the mattress. Marko's lips were\nslammed against Jerry's and once again they were locked in a deep kiss, with a\nhunger behind it that made Jerry's tail wag. Blood rushed to his cheeks as\nMarko's fingers coiled around his rump and tugged off his underwear, leaving\nhim exposed under the bear. He fumbled with the buttons on Marko's shirt and\npushed it off his broad shoulders. \n \"Marko...what's that mark?\" Jerry cried, seeing\nthe wound on Marko's shoulder.\n Being reminded of it made it throb with pain.\n\"Just a burn, nothing serious.\"\n \"If you're sure...\" Jerry said.\n Marko reassured him and sat up on Jerry's\nlegs, pulling off his slacks and underwear and casting them aside. The\nsnuggling and kissing felt so much warmer and fulfilling when there was no\nclothes coming between their furry bodies.\n Marko sat up again and admired the two rising\nerections. Jerry's was an inch shorter than Marko's, but the knot at his base\nmore than made up for it.\n \"Are you ready?\" he said, grinning down at\nJerry.\n Jerry smiled and bit his lip, sliding his legs\napart for Marko. The strange fire burning inside Marko was almost becoming\nunbearable. It felt like his blood was boiling! He groaned and fell sideways\nonto his elbow as a pain shot through his muscles like a bolt of lightning. The\ncurtains were open behind him and the light of the full moon was shining into\nthe room. It was happening.\n Jerry cried out and held Marko's shoulder,\nasking him if he was okay. His voice was a distant blur for Marko, who could\nonly hear the blood pumping like lava through his ears. Jerry nearly had to rub\nhis eyes as he watched the speckles on Marko's chest spreading out over his\ntorso. The fur all over his body was growing and darkening into a shaggy tangle\nand Marko was writhing, his eyes clenched tight shut.\n \"Marko, what's happening? Oh God...\" Jerry\nwhimpered as he watched helplessly.\n Marko let out another groan that gurgled as\nits pitch fell lower and lower. Marko's jaws were widening and his muzzle\nstretched longer with a horrifying creaking sound. The teeth in jaw slid\nfurther from the gums, sharpening at the points into gruesome fangs the length\nof one of Jerry's fingers.\n Veins throbbed on his flesh as his muscles\ngrew bulkier, his whole frame expanding like a sponge absorbing water. His feet\nand hands must have nearly doubled in size and claws like razors protracted\nfrom his fingers. The tail stretched out behind him. Jerry gulped as he\nrecognised the tail he was seeing.\n \"A...werewolf? No, it's impossible!\" he cried,\ntrying to shuffle away from the beast. The fear had him paralysed and all he\ncould do was lay in bed, squeezing his eyes shut and hoping for a miracle.\n The cries stopped. All Jerry could hear was\ndeep, growling breaths and the sniffing of a powerful nose. He felt the wet\nsnout briefly press against his thigh and slide up near his groin...and then\nsilence. Jerry thought he was safe, that the beast had abandoned him. He jerked\nto the right, trying to get off the bed, but was caught by an almighty weight\non his chest that winded him and blew his eyes open. He found himself staring\nup into the beast's dark eyes, Marko's hazel gaze replaced by two empty black\npits. One of the werewolf's huge feet was planted on Jerry's chest, keeping him\nheld in place. The pads felt rough against his fine chest fur. Jerry's eyes\nwere drawn down to a huge, blood-red mass hanging between his legs. The\nwerewolf swung its leg down and knelt between Jerry's legs, that huge cock\nflopping down onto Jerry's stomach. It must have been eight inches from the tip\nto the bulbous knot and then another few inches down to the sheath.\n The beast lowered its hand and roughly turned\nJerry over onto his stomach. He felt the wet snout again, pressing into the\nsmall of his back. He shivered as it moved down, feeling hot breaths against\nhis fur. Jerry was sure it was going to bite off some part of him, but it\ndidn't seem very interested in eating. Its thumbs were pressing roughly in\nbetween the cheeks of Jerry's rump and peeling them apart so it could dig in\nwith its adventurous nose. Jerry yipped and blushed crimson, jumping forward on\nthe bed. The werewolf snarled and dragged Jerry back down the bed. Suddenly\nJerry was totally overshadowed by the beast - it turned itself around and laid\nover Jerry, using its body weight to keep him still. Its nose was still probing\ninto Jerry's sensitive tailhole, but now he was totally distracted by the\nbeast's member that was hanging right in front of his nose. Jerry's hands\nslowly reached out for it. Marko's normal scent was still there - it had taken\non an earthy, canine aroma, but it was still distinctly the intoxicating musk\nof his bear. It gave him comfort knowing that Marko was still in there\nsomewhere. It was just a bigger version...Marko squared.\n With that thought it mind, Jerry had no\ncomplaints when the tip started poking at his lips. He let his jaw drop open\nand immediately got a mouthful of the member rammed into him, so huge he\nthought it would break his jaw! The beast murred lowly above him and soon Jerry\nfelt a finger pressed against his anus and unceremoniously rammed deep inside.\nJerry wriggled under the totally dominant beast and whimpered. Fingering was a\nsurefire way to his heart and Marko had used it in so many different situations\nto tease him. Jerry relaxed a little as the finger wriggling inside him sent\nshivers up his spine and tingles through his cock. This wasn't so bad. 'It's just Marko, but bigger,' he\nreminded himself.\n The finger inside pressed itself down hard\nagainst Jerry's prostate and he groaned loudly against the huge rod. The\npleasure came over him in swathes and he lost judgement. He wanted this beast\nand everything it had to give him. The huge cock lingered in his mouth,\nthrobbing against his tongue. He drooled around it and sucked a little. He\nneeded a taste of this thing's essence. The beast's finger and member pulled\nout of each end at the same time. Jerry kept squeezing his lips around it right\ndown to the tapered tip and was rewarded with a splash of sweet precum on his\ntongue. Much richer than Marko's normal variety. A more mature taste.\n The werewolf was turning itself around again\nand now crouched on its feet, pulling Jerry up onto his knees.\n 'Oh no,'\nJerry thought, with the sudden realisation of the beast's intentions. 'Not there. It's too big...'\n Before Jerry could even finish his thought, he\nwas struck by the searing, stretching pain of insertion. His sensitive tailhole\nwas still limber from the beast's finger and his saliva had lubed up the shaft,\nso the beast's tapered tip slid in relatively easy. Past that point however,\nthe stretching began. It was already wider than Marko's unchanged cock and\nJerry had to bite down into the pillow to stop himself from screaming. The\nbeast let out a roaring moan and kept digging itself deeper with short, sharp\nthrusts. This thing was playing rough! Jerry winced. It was easily the thickest\nthing he'd ever taken and the constant pain was driving him crazy. He had to\ntry to focus his mind on something good. The precum, oozing inside him. The\nfullness. Full of his partner, albeit in a much more primal form. Hot, primal\nsex. Animalistic.\n Jerry's wide hole twitched around the great\nshaft as the knot finally met his rump. They laid there for a while and time\nwas standing still. The stinging was passing as he got used to the stretching\nand now it was more like a throbbing sensation of pure...fullness. But he wasn't full yet; there was more to come.\n The beast exhaled deeply and pulled itself out\nto the tip. It was a long pull accompanied by a long, wet slurp. The beast's\npaws pushed on Jerry's firm behind and claws dug into his hips. The emptiness\nfelt almost existential in its magnitude.\n The beast forced itself back inside. Its tip\nwas buried deep inside Jerry and he could feel a tingling sensation in whole\nnew depths of his body. He thought this cock was getting longer, probing into\nhim. The humping began. Sometimes he pushed with his hips and sometimes he\npulled on Jerry's hips. The wet suction noises of the precum inside Jerry was a\nsoundtrack over every moment of the scene. Jerry timed his breathing to match\nthe beast's rhythm, but the ferocity of every insertion was enough to make him\ngasp regardless.\n The stinging returned. 'Surely it can't be getting thicker?' Jerry thought. He already felt\nlike his belly was about to burst. Just then it grabbed his leg and swung him\nover onto his back. Jerry moaned the whole way as he felt the odd sensation of\nthe slick length rotating inside him. He felt like he was impaled on a\nrotisserie and the heat coming off the meat inside him made it feel even more\nso. He was being used by this great beast just like food - nothing but a tool\nfor sustenance. It made it so much hotter.\n The stinging was the enormous knot, pressing a\nlittle deeper each time. Looking down at himself now, Jerry could see the\nenormous shaft making his belly bulge with every thrust. He put a hand down\nover it, feeling his hand rise and fall every time the beast's cock pushed in\nand out and he shuddered.\n The beast's intense, pounding thrusts kept\ncoming and coming, but they were getting shorter and shorter. They both wanted\nthe tie. Tears welled up in Jerry's eyes as the knot kept digging in. The beast\ntried ramming it in with the momentum of thrust and gripping Jerry's hips and\nsimply pushing. Jerry's hips were splayed around the massive girth and with one\nlast push it was finally inside.\n Jerry thought he was full before, but now it was\ndifferent. He clenched down hard around the base of the werewolf's rod and\nmoaned loudly as he ejected his seed out, large glops of his cum splashing on\nhis chest. The pressure inside him was impossibly great. The beast roared into\nthe sky as it hit its own climax and Jerry felt a burst of heat radiating\nthroughout his body. There was so much of it! He could feel the rod inside him\npulsing and throbbing and every pulse brought another pump of seed. It backed\nup all the way through his body, pooling deep inside him and making his stomach\nbulge out. It didn't stop anytime soon - the cum was an incessant deluge and it\nmade Jerry's stomach swell like a balloon. There were dark stretch marks\nemerging on Jerry's skin, but he didn't care about that. It felt like someone\nhad filled him with one hundred hot water bottles and it felt so good.\n The beast rolled over onto its back, taking\nJerry with it. He laid helplessly on its torso, still tied fast to the\nmonster's cock. He doubted he'd be freed anytime that night, so he laid his\nhead down on its chest fur and let his inflated stomach flop beside him. He was\nso full and warm and used. It was dominance like Marko could never bring. But\nit was Marko...deep down. It had the same rhythm and the same hip-curling manoeuvre\nto grind the tip into his sensitive insides. It owned him. He, Marko, owned\nhim. Jerry's eyes closed and he fell asleep listening to the monster's\nheartbeat.\n \n In the morning, Jerry was alone in bed. He\nlooked around and he could see Marko curled up on a chair in the other room,\nlooking panicked but back to normal. Jerry did his best to stand up, but he had\nto prop himself up against walls to keep his legs from buckling. He still felt\nstretched out, like that huge rod was still inside him! Part of it was, at\nleast. He could feel the warm seed trickle down his legs as he walked and drip\nonto the floor.\n \"Marko?\" he said wheezily.\n \"Jerry! Oh God...are you hurt?\" he said,\nscrambling to his feet.\n \"I'm fine, Marko. Never better. It\nwas...amazing.\"\n \"It...what was? What happened?\" Marko asked,\nbewildered.\n \"Well, we...had sex. Me and...the werewolf.\"\n Marko cringed as he heard what he'd become.\n\"Sex? I thought I would eat you or something, not...that!\"\n Jerry shrugged. \"You were horny at the time\nyou changed, maybe you carried it along with you?\"\n Marko shrugged too. \"I'm sorry I didn't tell\nyou about this. I didn't want you to leave me,\" he said quietly, blushing.\n \"I would never leave me teddy-bear,\" said\nJerry, half-walking and half-collapsing into Marko's arms. \"But...why has it\nnever happened before? There's been full moons since we met...\"\n \"I've been injecting myself with some medicine\nthat prevents the change, but this was a blue moon, the second full moon in one\ncalendar month. The medicine can't stop the change under blue moons.\"\n Jerry smiled. \"I'm glad, in a way.\"\n \"It's not a good thing, Jerry!\" Marko cried.\n\"I don't ever want to hurt you. I need to find a way to fix this. I can't\nchange again...\"\n Jerry put his finger over Marko's lips.\n\"Marko, I love you. An illness like this is never going to change that, even if\nit is lycanthropy. As far as I know blue moons don't happen very often, so\nwhat's wrong with sticking to that medicine you mentioned? Under blue moons\nwe'll just have to keep you safe at home and make sure you don't hurt anyone. I\npromise I'll be there to help you through it.\"\n Marko smiled and sighed happily. \"I love you,\nJerry. Although I sense an ulterior motive behind your plan!\"\n \"Ulterior motive? Whatever could you mean?\"\nJerry said sarcastically.\n \"Like maybe you just want to be fucked by my\nwerewolf alter-ego!\"\n \"It's a possibility,\" Jerry giggled. \"Why does\nyour lycanthropy have to be a bad thing? Maybe you can learn to control it and\nstay conscious of your actions. Then we can use it to our advantage and have a\nlittle bit of hot werewolf action!\"\n \"I'm not complaining,\" Marko said, grinning\nwidely. \"Just how often are you expecting me to cater to your sexual desires?\"\n \"Not often,\" Jerry said. \"Once in a blue\nmoon.\""}