{"sf1_id":802042,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Face Off - Trade Off","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":2792,"posted_at":"2014-12-31T14:22:00.000Z","tags":["Blowjob","Human","M/F","Manipulation","Oral","Plot Development","Story Progression","Werewolf","battle"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/802042-face-off-trade-off","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/802042","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=802042\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#78 of The Moonrise Chronicles\n\nThe last story of 2014.","content":"                The\nwerewolf stood his ground, keeping his eyes solidly locked on the other two.\nThe voices in the background were growing louder and more desperate. Maggie\ncould make out the fact that everyone from the house was in the group. However,\nthere was nothing in their chorus of voices that sounded anything like her\ngreat uncle, even though she wasn't attuned to his now richer, deeper voice.                Edward\nstood motionless. He was going over this new development in his head. He had\nknown that Alexei would eventually go through the changes, but he had failed to\nsee when it would happen. There wasn't much of a limit to his foresight, but he\nhad to be looking to see anything. It just wasn't something he had been worried\nabout, not with everything else going on.                Now it\nappeared that his lack of interest on that subject might have been a mistake.\nAlexei had gone completely off his rocker with this most recent change,\nsomething Edward knew about all too well. He looked for a way to avoid any\ntrouble, for even though they would both survive thanks to the metal they both\nhad protecting them, if Alexei were to run off, the consequences could be\nsevere. Edward's plan called for this spot to be unnoticed and hidden away.\nUnneeded public exposure would not be good.                He\nsuddenly smiled. Maggie was quick to notice. \"What the hell 's up?\"                \"Nothing\nyou need to worry about. I think I have it figured out.\"                And yet\nhe did nothing. The other werewolf was getting impatient and ready to attack.\nEdward countered his movements, but never did anything more than keep him at\nbay. That's when Verona burst onto the scene, dressed in nothing more than her\nwerewolf body.                \"Edward\ndon't!\"                He\nchanged to his human form. \"Don't what?\"                \"Don't\nhurt him. It's Alexei! He had a growth spurt that shifted to a transformation.\nHe's completely out of his head!\"                \"I\nfigured that out, thank you very much. Actually, it was Maggie who spotted the\nring. I told you pushing the process might have side effects.\"                \"So you\nwere right and I was wrong. Are you happy?\"                \"Yes, I\nsuppose I am. You should listen more often.\"                \"My\nears are just fine!\"                He dropped\nhis voice to almost a whisper. \"I was referring to your heart.\"                She\nstopped whatever her next words were going to be. \"What the hell does that\nmean?\"                \"It\nmeans that life has hard choices, and sometimes they are tougher to deal with\nbecause they are right in front of us and we can't see them for the barriers we\nput up to save us from making them.\"                \"You're\nnot making any sense.\"                \"No, I\nsuppose I'm not. I like you an awful lot Verona, but there are times when I\nfeel that I need to do things to make other things happen. I hope you'll\nforgive me.\"                \"For\nwhat?\" Even in her were-form she looked confused.                He\nballed up his fist and hit her hard. It wasn't enough to do any damage, but it\nwas enough to sting her skin and to make her eyes water. She was so surprised\nby his attack that she started crying.                Even\nMaggie was offended. \"Why the hell did you do that?\"                But the\nother werewolf took immediate exception to it. He roared and pounced on Edward\nand began to worry him like a dog with a rabbit. Before she could intervene, he\nhollered out to everyone within hearing range; \"Let it go!\"                She\ncouldn't imagine why he would let Alexei do this to him. Even if the man were\nout of his head, and Edward able to ultimately recover from his wounds, what\ngood could come out of this? Maggie held back, but was ready to pounce on a\nmoments' notice if the need arose.                Verona\nscreamed for Alexei to stop, but nothing was getting through to him. She watched\nin horror as blood sprayed from the wounds he was delivering to Edward's body.\nShe knew the fool was pretty much unable to die at the moment, but she failed\nto appreciate his choice of methods for dealing with this situation. It was\nmore like he had a death wish. At  least\nin his werewolf body he would have had a better chance of playing with more equivalent\nodds.                The\nwerewolf flung his victim in an arc through the air, watching the torn body hit\nthe ground some twenty feet away. Maggie ran to Edward's side, but he pushed\nher away. \"Go to Alexei!\"                \"What?\nAre you fucking crazy?\"                \"Shut\nup Mags,\" he wheezed. \"You and Verona go to him now!\"                She ran\nand grabbed the woman's furry paw and dragged her over to the other were. He\nstood snorting, his blood drenched lips stuck in a vicious grin. He turned his\nattention to the females. Verona was suddenly aware that there was a certain\namount of danger being in his presence. For one, she didn't have a ring.\nSecondly, she could feel her maternal instincts building up. There was no way\nshe was going to let him hurt her baby. She liked this young (old?) man a lot\nin the short while she had gotten to know him, but he was nothing when compared\nto the child in her womb.                Maggie\nkept herself on guard, waiting for her uncle to lash out. But he didn't. His\nbreathing slowed as the feral rage left him. In a matter of minutes his form\nhad gone from mindless beast to an unconscious human. He was back to being\nhimself, such as it was.                Maggie\nran back over to Edward. His wounds were healing, but the ground was covered in\nblood. \"You're a fucking asshole, do you know that? What are you, some kind of\nmasochist?\"                 He\npushed himself up off the ground. \"Do you think I liked that? I had to let him\nbeat me. He needed to satisfy the urge to win, to fulfill his needs as a male.\nSo I let him beat me.\"                \"Beat\nyou? He tore holes in you!\"                \"Mags,\nshut up. I'll live. He wasn't acting much different than I was back in Russia\nnot so long ago. Did I do anything less destructive?\"                She\nhesitated. \"I suppose not. But you had a little more brains than he did.\"                \"Brains?\nMine were scrambled eggs until they got sorted back out.\"                Her\neyes narrowed. \"You had to see something good coming out of this, or else you\nwouldn't have bothered going through this much pain. What was it?\"                His\nsmile was a little lopsided from the tear in the side of his mouth. \"I can't\nsay for sure, but I think that something wonderful has sprouted.\"                He was\nlooking at Verona, who was cradling Alexei's head in her lap. The Russian's\nface was that of a thirty year old, and his naked body fit and well muscled.\nMaggie snorted.                \"Sure,\nshe stays to the one who isn't hurt...\" She whipped around again to face Edward.\n\"You fucking genius.\"                \"Don't\ngive me a Nobel prize just yet. But I think it's moving in the right direction\nnow.\"                He got\nup with Maggie's help, looking like an extra from a zombie movie. Dirt and dead\nleaves stuck fast to the sticky blood. It was difficult to tell if he was now\nfully intact under all that mess. He limped over to Verona.                 \"Let's\nget him back to the house.\"                She\nlooked up and screamed. \"Oh My God! I didn't know you were hurt so badly!\"                \"I'm\nnot. But I do need a shower. And I think he needs to be put back to bed.\" He\nreached down and removed the ring from is finger. \"From this point onward, I\ndeclare him done with his aging. Anything more right now might do more harm\nthan good.\"                With\nthat he leaned down and picked him up as if he were no more than a sack of\npotatoes. Their march back up the road was in silence. He was comfortable with\nthat, if for no other reason than that it gave him time to think. His plans\nwere still open to random affects, and if anyone thought he could really see\nthe future clearly, they were deluded indeed.                Upon\nreturning to the house, Alexei was laid to rest on the bed again while Edward\nhit the shower. He was joined by Maggie, who gave him her don't tell me to leave look. He was more than thankful for her\ncompany. The day had gotten rather out of hand all too quickly.                \"Stay.\nI think I'll need a little help getting clean in some of the hard to reach\nplaces.\"                She\ngiggled. \"I thought only I had hard to reach places.\"                \"Naw.  You don't have any. I can reach every one of\nthem.\"                She\nstuck her tongue out at him and grabbed a sponge, rubbing an old-fashioned bar\nof soap across it. She began to scrub his legs, working up until she was\nbetween them. She rubbed right up to his crotch, gently cleaning the blood and\ndirt as more cascaded down from his head, shoulders and chest. She continued to\nwork higher and higher until she had his skin clear right up to his neck.                \"Turn\naround.\"                He did,\nsticking his head under the stream of water to rinse his hair. He felt kind and\ngentle hands carefully working the sponge across his spine. When they stopped,\nthe sponge dropped to the floor and the fingers returned. He felt her massaging\nhis muscles, pressing her fingers in where she remembered him having slices\ntaken out of his flesh.                \"Father?\"                \"Yes?\"                \"You're\nsomething else, you know that?\"                \"That\ngoes without saying. Can you be more specific?\"                \"You do\nrealize that if things go the way you hope, no one will know you had anything\nto do with it?\"                \"As it\nshould be. If they had any idea that what transpired was for a greater purpose,\nit would undo everything I suffered through and leave it in scattered ruins.\"                \"Do you\nthink it worked?\"                \"One\nknows not if the seed is viable until the plant springs from the ground.\"                \"Oh\nGod! Are you going to start talking in riddles now?\"                \"There is\nno riddle. All I'm saying is that we'll know it when we see it.\"                \"You\nmean when it grows up, you'll know if it's strong and viable?'                He\ngrinned.\"That's one way of putting it.\"                She ran\nher hands to his cock. \"Just like this?\" Her mouth slipped over the head of it\nand sucked it halfway in.                He let\nout a gasp. \"Yeah, I suppose maybe just like that.\"                \"Oh.\nThen I think I understand,\" she said wryly as she pulled off long enough to\nspeak. \"Give it a little incentive to grow, and wonderful things can happen!\"                He\nbraced himself against the sides of the stall. \"Yeah, right. Whatever you say.\"                She\nreturned to attending to his cock. She wasn't the only one with needs. He might\nplay at being the stoic hero, but he wasn't all that different from any other\nman. Well, he was, but his body was still virile and imbued with all the\nrequirements such a body was prone to having. Besides, she could smell a bit of\nhis aroma despite the recent washing. She had a feeling it was going to be\nrolling off of him for some time. It was making her hornier than\nnormal.                She was\non her knees in front of him, her mouth busy returning the favor he had done\nearlier, all the while her hands massaged his balls. It was taking all of her willpower\nnot to simply jump on him. She knew in her heart that she had to act more\nmature if people were going to start treating her as more than a young girl.\nInside she felt grown up, even if her body wasn't willing to show it. She was\nbeginning to envy Alexei and his recent maturation.                Edward\nhad only made a fuss for the first few weeks of their relationship. She could\nhardly blame him. He was a simple man back then. She had been drawn to him by\nthe fact that he had seemingly been drawn to her. No one had paid much\nattention to her back then. She was just another kid lost in the system. But\nnow, in part because of him, she was doing things that most people could only\ndream of. Her life was a wonderland; and it wasn't too far from being like the\nwonderland in a Lewis Carroll story.  Weird, wild and wackey.Only her life had more sex. Alice\nshould have gotten laid a lot more often. Her loss.The shower was still running, sending\nrivulets of water cascading down his body and over her face as she sucked contentedly\non his cock. His groans were music to her ears. He probably had no idea what she\nwould go to just to make him happy. Then again, he probably did. You don't go\nout of your way to track down and see a person through their rough times\nwithout understanding the amount of love powering that decision.  He would have done the same for her. Hell! He\nhad been this whole time.                Verona\nmay have the sexier body, but it was a good thing she had come to realize that\nthere was never going to be any love between them. It was too bad, for the\nwoman had been right in saying that a child needed a father; a family to raise\nand support it. Life was tough sometimes, and she was going to have to make do.                The thought\nof this woman mating with Edward made her jealous. She might understand the\nneed for something without accepting the reality of it. One of these days she\nwas going to force her body into aging enough to become fertile.                 Some\nday.                She\nrelaxed, realizing that she had tensed up. It wasn't that she wasn't happy, it\njust that she felt she could be happier. She smiled internally and put the\ninternal conflict to good use. She poured her attention to the cock in her\nmouth.                 By the\ntime she felt him tighten up his ass cheeks she was ready to take his load. She\ndeep throated him, hanging onto to his buttocks as his body responded to her\nprompting. While she would have gladly suffered through his outsized feral\ncock, she was glad it was his natural one. Every once in a while a normal\none-on-one in their human forms was nice.                His\nhands grabbed her head as he exploded inside her. It wasn't the copious amounts\nhis other form could produce, but it was still hot as it shot down her throat\nto her stomach. Even when he was done and his legs began to waver, she sucked\non it until he had to grab the sides of the stall again for support. She almost\nwanted to eat him up, but the best she could do was to try to drain him of\neverything she needed in her life. She had nearly lost him several times, and\nthat was painful to think about.                \"Mags!\"                She\npulled off. \"What?\"                \"Leave\nsome for the next time. Or haven't you noticed that the water is running cold?\"                She\nshivered a little. \"Sorry. I hadn't. I guess I was into what I was doing.\"                He turned\noff the valve. \"So was I. I think maybe we'll need to get a hotel room somewhere\nif we're ever going to get some peace and quiet.\"                She\neyed his cock again. \"I'm beginning to think that if we're going to do it, we're\njust going to have to do it and everyone else can be damned if they disapprove.\"                He put\nhis hands against her cheeks and pulled her face upwards. \"I know. It sucks, doesn't\nit?\"                \"No, I\nsuck. This blows.\"                They\nboth got a laugh out of that. Grabbing towels, they exited the bathroom wrapped\nin them. Billy smiled. \"You two take a long time.\"                Maggie\ngave him a fake snarl. \"Father was a ruined mess. But see; he's all better now.\"                He\nnodded in her direction. \"There is nothing a good woman can't do to improve a\nman.\"                She\nstopped, a tear escaping the corner of her eye. \"Thank you.\"                Billy\nwas caught off guard. \"Little lady, what did I say?\"                Edward\nput a hand on her shoulder. \"You called her a woman.\"                A pair\nof hairy eyebrows knit themselves as he thought that one out. \"But she is a\nwoman, isn't she?\"                Edward's\nsmile was filled with emotion. \"You had better believe it!\""}