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Beasts in the Woods

By Bunny Hops

Kayla, 19 year old female

Luther, born 1843 London

Kayla felt safe and content as wolf, more so than she had ever felt in her nineteen years being a human. This was especially true now that she was pregnant with a litter of pups. Somehow she just knew that turning back into a human would not harm her or her children-to-be, but being a pregnant nineteen year old human came with all sorts of baggage that she just didn't want to deal with, so she stayed a wolf. Besides all that, she just didn't want to go back to being a human. She had been a human for nineteen years and it didn't work out for her. She felt so much better in the skin of a wolf.

Luther had turned her into a wolf eight weeks earlier. After an hour of being knotted together on the beach, Luther's erection finally subsided and he slide out from inside of her. He had come so much that he still managed to spill his seed down her hind legs and all over the beach blanket.

At that point he easily transformed from his wolf-man form back into a human who looked sixteen, but was actually over a hundred and fifty years old. Despite all his pleading, he could not convince get her to change out of being a full fledged feral wolf. So he did what any good boyfriend did, and brought her to his cabin hidden in the woods. You don't get to be a hundred and fifty year old werewolf and not be good at hiding.

And there she had waited, with her pups growing inside her, moving and bumping around in her womb with more intensity for the past two months. Sure, she had sneaked out numerous times to satiate her lust for killing, but her human mind kept her stealthy so no human would catch her, and she only took down deer, making sure to devour every last delicious morsel. She loved to chomp down on the thick femurs, splintering the bones and getting to the savory marrow within.

Even now, eight months since it all happened, Luther still did not approve.

"Please just change back," he pleaded once again. "Everyone's looking for you and they're still suspecting me. If they find me I'm not sure what's going to happen. To you, to me, to our kids."

Despite being older than anyone else officially on Earth, Luther still seemed so much a child. He should just relax, like Kayla finally learned how. The cabin was the perfect place for that: it was a classic one room wooden cabin hidden deep within a pine forest an hour outside the coastal Lincoln City, Oregon. They were miles from civilization and they could just stay out here and be themselves if they want.

Luther took her cheeks in his hands and looked down her muzzle into her canid eyes, "Please."

Of course Kayla couldn't talk; not in wolf form. So she did the next best thing.

She sent out a burst of pheromones from her loins, which instantly made her wet. She loved the control she had with her wolf body and once again wondered why Luther ever bothered changing into a human. Or why he didn't transform fully into a wolf like she did.

Luther closed his eyes and inhaled deeply in an automatic reflex to her scent. Kayla could smell his erection forming and would have smiled from ear to ear if she had that capability.

"Now, why is every argument with you end up in sex?" he asked rather playfully. Males were putty for females to mold, no matter the species.

She nuzzled at his tightening shorts with her wet nose and released some more musky pheromones. The cubs inside her womb stirred and wriggled as her heartbeat increased. Her swollen teats started ache as they have been known to do when she go excited. She couldn't wait to have her pups suckling happily at her six breasts.

It was the height of summer so Luther was already sweating inside the stuffy cabin. She loved his natural scent, even if it was human. She could sniff out the musk emanating from his balls and wanted more. Her own loins where getting sloppy wet and secreting so many odorous chemicals she was beginning to think every dog within fifty miles was going to be begging at her doorstep with full erections on. And she just might let them all in.

Luther laid a hand on her side and felt their pups kicking. She was almost at full term and could realistically expect to go into labor at any moment. He put her head on her side, right next to his hand, and caught a stronger whiff of her scent. He rubbed his check along her soft fur until his nose was right next to her wet, pink, eager slit.

Canid instinct made her want to bend her hind legs and let loose a stream of scented urine to let him know she was in the mood and wanted him. But Luther gets agitated when she does that in the house.

He didn't need the invitation, though. He stuck his nose into her wet slit and breathed her in. She could smell his erection getting wet as well. His shorts must already be soaked in precum by this point.

Luther stuck his tongue in her and licked up hard, reaching all the way to her anus. Her tail flicked into the air and her forelegs buckled in the sudden wave of pleasure. He didn't stop.

He gripped the base of her tail forcefully to hold it still and she basked in the dominance he portrayed. His other hand reached between her legs and pinched at her sensitive nipples which lactated under his grip. Her loins dripped down his chin and he opened her up with his mouth and tongue. He was teasing her, drawing the foreplay out in retaliation for her cutting their argument off short. She wanted his wolf cock inside of her, wanted her urges to be calmed with a mutual and intense climax that would leave them both spent with him curled around her, and her pups gently resting and growing inside of her.

She knew how to get to him, though. To get under his skin and release the beast.

She pushed herself into his human face just as he was licking at her warm and wet cunt. His nose went inside of her just as she released a heavy bout of musk--concentrated sex pheromones.

Almost instantly she could feel his nose becoming a muzzle and pushing up against her. Luther backed away and she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper. She turned her head back to look at her lover: his head and chest were transforming into the wolf-man, but his lower body remained human. He was fighting his most primal urges, but Kayla and Luther both knew it was in vain.

He let his shorts fall to the floor and kicked them away. His stiff member--still small and human--was slick with precum and poised, ready to strike. Luther grabbed around Kayla's torso with his strong, furry werewolf arms and let his paws take hold of her breasts. The pressure released a soothing hormone in her and she let it wash over her. He nipples lactated slightly over her lover's fingers.

Luther's sudden and forceful penetration caught Kayla by surprise. She jolted forward and almost lost her footing on the slick hardwood floor. He pushed himself deep inside of her and stopped--and she knew why.

He let the rest of the transformation take place with his cock inside of her. She could feel his human thighs grow into strong, muscular, hairy werewolf legs as they pressed against her. The small human cock teasing her insides grew in length and girth and warmth. It stretched to fill her cavity and then some. Flicks of orgasm were already sparking within her, causing her pups to get riled up once again. Her loins moistened even more and she couldn't help emitting another burst of sex pheromone into the air of the cabin.

That heavy burst of musk was all it took to get Luther amped up all the way. He let loose a low, menacing growl that morphed into a blood curdling howl which threatened to shake the glass right out of their panes.

It didn't frighten her at all, of course. Quite the contrary, it stirred her loins with such passion her pups squirmed inside her womb and her spine tingled.

Luther leaned his weight upon her back and dug his toe-claws into the floor boards, gouging out deep ruts to lock his feet in place. Kayla recognized his movements as he had done this many times before, so much so that he even went so far as replacing some boards a few weeks back. Kayla stretched her legs to push her tail end into Luther, letting him know she wanted him to proceed. And boy did she want him to proceed.

In his human form, Luther was a quiet, unassuming and gentle boy; as a werewolf, however, he was a beast, and he brought that animal ferocity into the proverbial bedroom with him.

He bit the scruff of her neck as he started thrusting his hips back and forth. His bit wasn't hard enough to puncture her flesh, but his fangs did get past her undercoat. As his speed ramped up Kayla could feel both her natural lubricant and Luther's precum running slick streams down her hindlegs.

Luther was getting more and more intense with every hump. The claws on his hands dug into her breasts and one even drew blood from her nipple. Her teats ached for more. A soft growl into Kayla's neck subtly started from the werewolf.

She could feel Luther's by changing again. It had happened a couple of times before, when we was really amped up and oversexed. His muscles almost felt like they were tightening as they do with a climax, but instead they were just growing in on themselves. If she could see him on top of her she would see his flesh below his fur rolling and growing, becoming more defined and hard.

He gripped her hard and bit deeper, cutting deep within her skin. She screamed out a growled yelp and he pushed his cock deep inside of her. His hindlegs slipped a little on the hardwood floors and he tried unsuccessfully to thrust his entire body into the slit below her tail.

He let go of her neck and raised his muzzle into a throaty howl as a torrent of cum exploded from from, gushing into her with more power than she had ever felt from him. His knot grew hard, warm and wide, blocking the entrance to her vagina and keeping his seed from escaping. She could feel him sputtering more seed into her with each bone crunching convulsion of his body. He let out a harsh pant with each and every spasm; each exhale was less and less urgent as his convulsions slowed pace until they eventually stopped, leaving him spent and lazily content on her back.

Just when she thought he would fall asleep on top of her, which she couldn't imagine would be comfortable for either of them, he got up off of her. He was still connected to her through his penial knot, so she didn't know exactly where we would be going.

She felt his paws on her hips and turned her head around to face him. Without warning he pushed her hips forward and yanked his body back. As his knot pulled out of her it stretched her slit farther than it had ever been stretched. And that was the final event to start her climax.

Kayla's vaginal convulsions, mixed with the suction of Luther pulling out of her, caused a waterfall of creamy, musky spooge to spill from her and splatter on the floor. Luther wasn't done cumming, either, and gently stroked his member, milking out the last remnants in gentle streams upon her backside.

He didn't forget about her needs, though. He pressed a thumb into her slit and get it nice a wet, then used it to massage her clit. She was already climaxing, so the simple gesture was enough to cause her legs buckle underneath her. She plopped happily on the floor, panting heavily and content.

Luther meandered over to her and sat down next to her head. She rested her muzzle on the side of his hip, gently cleaning his hard member with her tongue as he petted her between her ears the way she liked. She lapped up his pungent, salty fluids as a slow stream still seeped from his tip.

She looked up and him and he down at her. Their eyes locked and after a few heartbeats Luther spoke, kindly and meaningfully.

"You'll need to change back to human eventually, you know that right?"

She thought about that. After more than a few seconds she responded with another long, wet lick.