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Beasts on the Beach

By Bunny Hops

Kayla, 19 year old female

Luther, born 1843 London

Most, if not all, of the vacation goers to Lincoln City, Oregon, think that living in that holiday hot-spot would a life a luxury--a constant vacation. Boy, they couldn't be more wrong.

Living in Lincoln City is more of a hell-on-earth than a seaside paradise. From early September until Memorial Day weekend, Lincoln City is a struggling coastal town whose main source of revenue is from the Chinook Winds Casino. That stupid casino, which brings over hipsters from Portland, fat pricks from Eugene, and horny frat boys from Corvallis. At first the casino was thought to provide the city with much needed retinue in the off season, but since it's a little resort nothing outside of the casino sees any of that tourist cash.

The summer months aren't much better. Sure, all the shops and restaurants that were shut down for the winter open up with much fanfare, but the city instantly becomes overcrowded and unbearable, especially to an introvert like Kayla.

Today in particular she just wanted to uproot herself and just flee as fast as she could. Not only did she get fired from her summer job renting kayaks to tourist because she graciously informed a tourist that she was too fat to sit in a kayak (okay, maybe it wasn't so gracious), when she returned home she got her final college rejection letter confirming her fear of being stuck in this shit-burgh of city for the rest of her life. Just like her mom, and unlike her friends--few as they are--who all will be heading off to college in the fall.

After shredding up the letter into insignificant pieces among falling tears, she called up her boyfriend, Luther, and agree to go all the way with him, right then and there over the phone. And she meant All The Way.

He seemed excited enough and had come to pick her up right away in his late '80s Jeep Wrangler and drove a half hour north to a secluded part of the coast. The tourists still hadn't found this gem of a beach, and the location who knew about it were more than happy to keep it hidden. After a short hike they made it to a small crescent shaped beach with steep rock outcroppins on three sides and only a narrow opening to the ocean waves. It was perfect.

Kayla was the oldest person her in graduating class at nineteen because she had been held back a year in elementary school, but her boyfriend Luther was even older, although no one would have figured given his appearance. If he could be believed--and Kayla believed him with all her heart--he was born in London in 1843, and in 1859 he was bitten by a wolf and had simply stopped aging. He didn't like the term "werewolf" but that's exactly what he was. He was a shape-shifter who could transform himself into a wolf, day or night, full moon or not.

And today Kayla asked him to make her that as well.

They sat on the beach together on one blanket Luther was kind enough to bring.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to go through with is?" he asked in his tender, boyish voice, tinged with a slight English accent. "There's no going back."

"Yes," Kayla said, knowing her words were true, "I want you and everything you have to offer. I want us to be together forever, whatever that entails."

He smiled. He was not going to fight her on this. He wanted it as much as she did.

He was dressed in tight-fitting square-cut tanks that seemed to be from 40 years past and obviously had a full hard-on. His hard lump bulged the front of his trunk and the tip was threatening to peak out the top. Kayla placed her hand on his bulge and felt it's inviting warmth. A surge of heat of arose from her own loins upon the touch, and she could feel her bikini getting wetter and wetter. She wasted no time in helping Luther out of his shorts and in return he helped her out of her bikini top. With her breasts exposed and him completely naked, he suckled at her breasts while fumbling to remove her bottoms. His fumbling wasn't due to inexperience, but rather jittery eagerness which in turned excited Kayla. Kayla was a virgin and had never let Luther get past second base before, but today was going to be different.

Her heart was pounding.. This was all so new to her: sex, being naked outside of her bathroom or bedroom, and obviously the implications of becoming a werewolf.

He rolled her onto her back with his arms on either side of her head. He legs were spread apart slighlty with the outside of his warm thighs up against her inner thighes. She was wet and wanted him inside her but was too nervous to tell him. He didn't need encouragemnet, though. With a simple thrust of his hips he was inside her. She inhaled deeply in surprise and delight as a wave of electric pleasure coursed through her.

"Are you alright?" he asked?

"Yes. Don't stop."

"Okay, I won't. Here we go."

He pushed himself all the way into her. He had his arms outstretched to either side of her head in a manner that made her think he was going to start doing push ups, but he left his elbows locked.

Luther let out a grunt as he thrust into her again that became more and more feral and throaty as it went on. Kayla held her breath for a second when she noticed Luther's joints buckling and contorting. She could hear his his joints popping as his limp twisted, some shortening, some lengthening. Hair--no, fur!--started growing all over him so thick she couldn't see and more of his skin.

His torso must had stretched out because all she saw when she looked straight up was his furry, heavily muscled chest. She craned her neck back to see his face. His nose and cheeks stretched out into a muzzle. His ears grew as they lifted to the top of his head. He wasn't fully a wolf, but a wolf-man. He looked very much wolf-like, but he remained bipedal and strangely human.

With each animalistic heave Kayla could feel Luther's penis became longer and thicker inside of her, stretching out her virgin pussy in all the best ways possible. It was slighlty painful, but in a good way. Each amazing pounding caused her to lubricate more and more for him, so much so she could feel the moisture dripping down his thighs and onto the blanket.

Then he bite her, suddenly and forcefully, hard on her shoulder. She screamed out in pain and tried to squirm away, but couldn't escape Luther's powerful grip. He acted like he didn't even notice and just kept on fucking her. Eventually she relaxed enough to gave in and embraced him.

His pace quickened and he began to snort lustfully through his nose with his teeth still sunk deep into Kayla's shoulder. Crimson streaks of blood were running down onto the beach blanket.

His last thrust was forceful and jarring, causing Kayla to be pushed up and into the sand. Kayla had watch porn before and the guy always kept pounding away as he climaxed, but Luther just kept pushing, like he wanted to be farther and farther inside of her as he spent his seed. She had always wondered how it would feel to have a guy come inside her. She hadn't thought she would be able to feel anything, but she could definite feel each of Luther's spurts as he gushed explosively inside of her. With each burst every muscle in Luther's body contracted and a spark of delight shot through Kayla.

He finally released his bite to howled with pleasure. At the same moment she felt the base of his dick swell inside her to practically twice it's thickness.

Then her whole body started to burn.

This wasn't the burn from staying out in the sun too long (a burn she knew all to well). This came from inside her. Originating in her bones, boiling her blood, bubbling her skin, only there were no outward symptoms.

She screamed out again, but the cry that reverberated back to her from the cliff sides was so much more bestial. It wasn't her voice, but she knew it had just come from her mouth.

She squirmed again and tried to fight, but there was nothing she could do. It was all happening so fast. Every bone she had inside of her felt like it was bending and on the verge of snapping or shattering into a hundred pieces. Her muscles and tendons around the bones ached and stretched, pulled and cramped. Her skin reacted to meet the new contours and fur streamed out of her skin, completely covering her. Her breasts softened back into her chest, but four more appeared down her torso, none of the six were even an A-cup, however.

Her face hurt and cracked as she grimaced. She felt as if she was on medieval torture device, being stretched out until she died. Her ass felt uncomfortable and getting tighter. She tried as best as she could to reposition herself and was amazed at her strength. She was able to push Luther up enough that her new tail popped free, giving her momentary relief in the mists of her transformative pain.

Her torso had lengthened the same as had Luther's. Her ribcage was now more pronounced, and her belly less so, sinking into itself She was now back to being face-to-face with him, only now a muzzle--her muzzle--was in the foreground of her vision.

Just as quickly as transformation had taken to begin, it had ended. He body was not longer on fire, but pleasantly warm; her bones and muscles were not sore, but radiated strength. She looked down at her body and didn't recognize herself. She was completely a wolf, unlike Luther who was undoubtedly a wolf-man. She had transformed fully into a wolf, everything but her brain. Although she could feel the animal size, with all it's heightened senses and primal instincts. All she wanted to do now was hunt, to kill, to feed...

Luther forcefully pulled his knotted wolf cock out from inside her and flipped her over so she was no longer on her back. She didn't realize how much being on her back was uncomfortable until she was on all fours. This was how she was meant to be. He mounted her again, but without the human pretexts this time. This was all wolf.

Now, as he entered her for the second time in her life, all she wanted to do was fuck.

This time it was quick and hard and dirty. Luther stayed curled up on her back, his forelegs gripping onto her thighs as he stimulated her insides with quick, small thrusts. The pleasure was so much more than anything she had ever experienced, expounded by her new heightened sense; his strong musk along aroused her more than anything ever had in her human days. Kayla's strong muscles contracted and she climaxed again and again until Luther followed suit and ejaculated deep inside her.

Kayla could feel the thick liquid pulse inside of her and this time she felt satiated by it. She howled into the air and Luther joined her jubilation.

The two wolves collapsed on the beach towel that was now comically too small for them. Luther stayed on top of Kayla, lovingly licking at her fur where he had bit her. Her wounds were already mostly healed, however.

The sun was setting over the ocean behind her, but her vision could see now see in the dark better than her human eyes could see in the light. She didn't know how long until the transformation wore off, but all the pain was worth it. She felt better than she ever had before, and hoped all of her senses would stay with her when she changed back. If not, she just may stay a wolf forever. Maybe head up north to Alaska were there was enough land and wild game that no one would ever bother her again. And Luther would be there, by her side for all of it.

He stayed within her as well, tightly knotted into her vagina and slowly dribbling more of his seed inside her. But it didn't matter. With her newfound senses she knew with absolute certainty that she had just become pregnant.