Werewolf’s Bride
#10 of Supernatural
Werewolf's could feel lonely and fall in love too.
_ English is my third language, please correct me if I am using Chinese-style English. Please feel free to comment ^_^ _
Inspired by SMWolf's The Werewolf's Bitch, thank you for allowing me to use it. The link is https://www.sofurry.com/view/856005.
Werewolf's** Bride**
Once there was a beautiful village by the sea. The villagers were as diverse and colorful as wildflowers. They played and sometimes bickered like wise children, content in their differences. The people had open hearts and open faces. They welcomed strangers and delighted in sharing the beauty and abundance of their lives. Many came, saw the beauty, and joined the villagers.
One night, a young man walked into the tavern. He stood there looking all round, finally he found an empty chair beside a girl. "Hello, can I sit here?" he asked the girl politely, his voice was low and musical.
She pushed the hair back from her forehead and turned towards him. His appearance alone was seductive. The man's rugged features were alluring. His raven black hair was combed back and his face carefully structured.
He smiled at her. She had a sculpted figure which was twine-thin. Her waist was tapered and she had a burnished complexion. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes.
** She nodded. "Sure," she replied with a smile.**
** After he sat down, he introduced himself to her. "I'm Adam, a traveller."**
** Her heart leaped and she felt herself reddening. "I'm Annette, nice to meet you."**
** "Annette, where's your boyfriend?" Adam asked suddenly.**
** "I'm still single," Annette answered softly.**
** "I'm also single," Adam replied slowly.**
** Suddenly Annette stood up from the chair. "Sorry, I must go home now," she said and walked away hurriedly.**
** At that moment, a waiter approached Adam. "She is a homely, shy girl, and she is a part-time worker here," he grinned and told Adam about Annette.**
** The next day, Annette was disappointed at not finding Adam at the tavern. "He's a traveller, maybe he left the village already," she told herself. She could not believe that he loved him at first sight.**
** Actually Adam was sitting at home, thinking about Annette. "She is a virgin and she looked delicious," he murmured. He laughed suddenly as he stood up to launch his plan.**
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** One week later.**
Annette walked out from the tavern, she lifted up her head and saw the full moon. Her parents once told her that many strange things happened during full moon, such as werewolf, invisible man, Dracula and etc. "There're no such things as monsters," she said to herself on the way.
** Suddenly Annette saw another shadow which was a little bigger than hers, and then there was a sharp pain on her head.** She swayed and fell in a faint. A were was standing behind her, he threw away the stick and smiled evilly. He quickly raised her gently and mounted on his trusty steed. He then picked up her belongings on the ground and cleared his footsteps. He giggled and rode off.
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** Annette shook her head to clear the cobwebs. Her head was pounding, and she could not remember what had happened. She had been leaving the tavern for her home when everything went blank.**
When she opened her eyes, the young woman saw that she was in some strange place that she did not even recognize from travellers' tales. She tried to rub her head with her hands but she was unable to move her hands. Fear and panic rose in her throat as she took in her predicament. She realised that she was in a standing position but there was a rough wooden beam across her buttocks, and her arms were bound at the wrists and elbows behind the beam.
"Finally awake," a rough, deep bass voice said from behind her. "I was afraid that I had hit you too hard."
The nervous woman turned her head. From the shadows a form approached her. As it stepped out into the light, she screamed in horror. She struggled to get away from her attacker.
It was a wolf, but it was man-size and walked like a human. She knew it had to be one of the were which her parents mentioned about. To her surprise, he could speak.
The werewolf grabbed her head and bent it back, forcing her to look at him. His yellow eyes screamed death and hatred.
"Quit screaming!" he snarled in her face.
She ignored him. She was far too afraid that he was going to rip her exposed throat out to respond rationally.
"You can speak," she stammered.
He smiled, revealing perfect white teeth. "Of course, I'm half-human half-wolf," he spoke with an air of exultation.
The poor woman was afraid of his wild looks. "Don't kill me!" she pleaded desperately.
The six feet tall werewolf released his hand. "You must be kidding me. I am a wolf and you are my prey, you shall become a pile of bones in the end," he replied.
** Outside she could hear the far-off bark of a neighbourhood dog. Inside, she could hear the faint ticking of a clock, his soft breathing, and her own heart beating. I'm going to die. She thought.** With her arms bound behind her by the were, she was too weak to break free.
When he stood in front her, she looked down and saw his erect cock. It was not only long and thick, but it had a knot, just like the male dogs at the tavern. She actually wanted to cover her eyes and started crying because she wanted nothing to do with that rocket ship shaped thing. His fur was greyish and he has six packs on his belly. In short, he was muscular and smart.
"But first, you need to satisfy my human's desire," he went on and torn her blue blouse. She could feel the air, cold, against her.
The frightened woman started screaming even louder. Now she understood why he did not kill her in the beginning, he wanted to rape her before eating her. Her perfume and smell made his muzzle water.
How remarkably soft her skin was, and he kept his fingers near her cheek. He then ran his claw-tips across her breasts, and she could feel her nipples stiffen and rub against the thin material of her bra. Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed her on her lips, he did not brush his teeth for months and the smell almost killed her. She kept her lips pressed together, and when he tried to force them open with his tongue, it seemed to him that she resisted him, she did not want to be kissed by a monster.
The were giggled. "Never mind, I'll kiss you later," he whispered.
He traced the edges of her bra, and found the clasp between her breasts. He unclipped it carefully, and then pushed the material aside. Again she felt the barest suggestion of his claw-tips along the side of her breast and across the throbbing nipple. She felt herself shudder.
"If you try to kick me, I will eat you alive now," he warned her.
He bent down to remove her shoes and stockings. He stood up again and pulled down her blue skirt. Suddenly he leaned over her and kissed the back of her neck; she felt sickened and depressed as he started to lick her. But she let out a sigh when he rubbed her breast and kissed between them. "So, you are enjoying now," he giggled and continued to kiss her all the way down her body, across her tummy and to her underwear.
"Stop, I don't want to have sex with a beast," she pleaded.
"I am not a beast because I can speak like a human," he retorted.
He smiled and pulled down her blue panties slowly. He looked at her snatch and saw her pubic hair, it was a curly and thick scarf around the lips of her pussy. He turned and walked away. She did not know what he wanted to do now. He walked to a table and picked up some items. When he returned, she saw some ropes and a razor on her hands.
** Razor! Suddenly something occurred to her that made her blush up to the roots of her hair. "Don't shave me," she begged.**
** He giggled and grabbed her left ankle. Slowly he lifted up her ankle. The woman looked very white and her legs were shaking. She felt a sharp pain on her inner thigh when her leg was raised to the height of the beam. He then tied her ankle to the beam. The pain made her see stars.**
** He grabbed her right ankle and repeated the same process. She emitted a cry of pain during the process. Now her legs were spread incredibly wide, in fact they formed a straight line and parallel with the floor. She never done this before, every muscle inside her inner thigh was stretched beyond the limit and she felt that her legs were going to be torn.**
** He looked at her with great satisfaction.** It pleased him to see the hurt look on her face, as well as the tears springing into her eyes. This was not the first woman whom he tortured and definitely not the last one, he got many methods to make the victims feel painful and this was his first time using this method. He never realised that woman legs could be spread into a straight line. After her legs were spread, her pudenda was also pulled to both sides and he could see the slit. With this position, he could shave her easily.
** "No, not yet," he told himself. He saw he was the master of the situation - he felt it. He reached over and touched her legs. She did not like the feeling of the furry hands but she could not avoid at all.**
** However, her body betrayed her when he massaged her soft belly, she was getting more and more aroused, and when his fingers slid over her mound she whimpered. She gasped as he softly stroked her pubic hair and danced around her lips, making her want the direct touch.**
** He walked away again, this time he returned with a stool and some new items. He sat down slowly before her sex after picking up the razor. She shook her head in shock and disbelief - a were was going to shave her. He placed a cup of water beneath her pussy as he began to save her, he was shaving slowly so that her pubic hair dropped into the cup.**** Fright and shame were in her rolling eyes, if she could make a wish, she would wish for death because she could not endure anymore.**
** After he was done, he asked her to drink the water. She saw her own pubic hair inside the cup and refused to drink it. "Ok, I will put your nipples into it now," he said with a smile.**
** "No! Wait! I'll drink it now," she said hastily.**
** She closed her eyes and pretended that the water was clean. But she could feel the hair as she swallowed the water, the hair somehow tickled her throat and she was feeling sick and squeamish. "Don't vomit," he warned her. He giggled as there was a look of confusion and pain in her face.**
** He put away everything and sat down before her sex again. Suddenly she felt something furry entering her vagina. His claw-tip soon touched her hymen. "No, I'm saving it for my future husband," she pleaded. He smiled and pushed slowly. She could feel the tension, her hymen was going to be torn by a monster's finger. When he pushed again, she felt a sharp pain and she knew that her precious chastity was gone. She uttered anguished cries. But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed, she knew the painful truth her hymen was never going to return.**
** He quickly licked the blood that flowed out from her vagina, and then he licked the blood on his claw-tip. The virgin blood gave him strength and energy. Satisfied, he smiled at her and with just the tip of his tongue he licked her pussy from the bottom up to her clit. She shuddered and groaned. He sucked on her swollen lips, pulling on them gently. Suddenly she squirted and the juice hit his face directly. They both felt surprised. He could not believe that she could squirt so hard and she could not believe that she was enjoying the process.**
Since her hole was wet, he decided to impregnate her. He stood up slowly, took his gigantic dick and shoved it into her pussy. He nailed her hard and fast, loving how it felt to be inside her. She started to feel the pleasure building up deep within her. She moaned and gasped as he penetrated her again and again. He finally hit her g-spot and she came harder than she'd ever come before.
After the knot was released, he withdrew his dick. Looking at the sleeping woman, he suddenly fell in love with her and did not want to eat her anymore. He did not know how to describe the feelings and he did not know why he fell in love with her so sudden. At the mere thought of her his heart began to beat fiercely. He wanted to marry her but she would surely reject him. He opened his muzzle, his upper central incisor began to grow and stopped when it reached an inch long. He knelt down and sank his incisors into her right thigh.
At once she was wide awake. The sudden blow to her thigh made her call out in pain. His incisors began to release poison into her body. "Don't eat me!" she exclaimed, she thought that he started to eat her.
Five minutes later, he stood up and his incisors slowly turned back to normal. The poison was killing her Erythrocyte and transforming her body structures slowly. After two months, she would fully transform into a she-wolf and become his bride. By that time, she would also lose her original memories.
The werewolf decided to call it a day. He finally found a bride, he let out a howl of laughter as he left the room. As soon as he reached his bedroom, he transformed back to Adam. I am going to marry Annette after two months. He thought.
The end.