Officer Werewolf part 3
#3 of Officer Werewolf
Petes Story
I walked into my bedroom and closed the door. Sitting down on the bed I sighed softly.
My best friend at school and also my.. damd.. I still held a torch for him. He was my first lover and well.." I sighed again
I remember back our first time together. We had been friends for a few years and played football together. We'd joke about girls and teases each other like crazy.
Then one day Brad came in with a big grin on his face and produced a porno book. Hey - to any 14 year old finding a porno book was finding treasure.
Anyway - we raced upto to my room and sat reading it - teasing each other about gettin boners. That was when Brad grinned slyly and popped his boner out and started to wank.. I was a little shocked but horny as hell so I did likewise. It did'nt take long before both of us came and laughed about me being a spurter and Brad only dribbling. That was the start and from there just jerking off became mutual jerkoff's, then oral, until finally there was little we had not done.
Brad hit his growth spurt when he was 16 and towered above me. He developed a swimmers build and constantly had girls chasing him.. And he chased back. But he always wanted to play around we me as well.
Myself - I tried girls, even had a few but I found myself more and more wanting just Brad. Brad with his light brown hair, his green eyes, his smile and laughter, and his body.. definately his body.
Time went by an we went to uni. We managed to get a room together which made certain things easier. I suppose I always wanted more from him but was afraid to ask. Then he met Fran and things between us changed. It was not him - he still wanted to share times with me but now that he was serious about Fran I felt that I should go.
I lost track of Brad for a while, several years. I joined the force and made detective. But I never met anyone that I felt strongly about. Except Brad.
And now my old friend and sometimes lover was lying in the next room. Was it really he. The Brad I knew so well was now some kind of animal. A beast. Something that was right out of a horror movie.
I rolled onto the bed trying to ignore the soft moans and creaking of the couch outside, The pants became harsher and more frantic, the moans louder until they reached a creshendo with a muffles howl, followed softening breaths.
I knew what Brad had just done, so feeling a vice around my heart I lay down and tried to sleep.
I awoke.. it was still dark, and my bladder was telling me that it wanted releif. I listen to seee if I could hear anything - but the only sound was a soft snoring murmer from outside the door. Carefully opening it I crept across the floor to the bathroom and releived myself.
Walking back I noticed that the moon was up and that it was shining on the couch where Brad?.. lay. Walking quietly over I looked down at the sleeping form. In all of the excitement and rush I never really studied.. him. He was large, his feet? Paws, hung over the arm, and a long fluffy looking tail draped down across the floor.
His overall build was like Brads. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, tall, but now covered in fur. I could see the lie of the muscles under the fur on his chest and belly as he breathed softly.
Lookin at his face I found I could see the old Brad I knew reflected in it. I was not sure what it was but it was definately Brad. Looking further down to his lower belly I could see his 'prick'. But it was covered by a thick furry tube. Beneath that I could see some lightly furred balls.
I sighed.. This was going to be difficult to accept. I looked up at his face and saw that he was looking back at me. His eyes (green - yes they were still green) locked to mine. Almost as if he was reading my thoughs he spoke
"Hi Pete. Yes - It was difficult for me to accept this at first but it is still me inside of here. I'm just - a little furrier.. that all"
He sat up and moved so he was sitting on the couch - patting the space next to him so I sat down.
We were both silent for a while until he spoke
"I'm sorry that I've put you in a spot Pete. If you want I'll move back to the park tomorrow"
I shook my head "No.. Its Ok Brad its.. well - I heard nothing from you for over 6 years and then out of the blue this. I just don't know what to do or say.. Ok. Fran. How is she"
Brad looked into the distance and flicked his ears. "We.. broke up.. over 4 years ago. We just drifted apart."
"I'm sorry - I did'nt know.. Why did you not call me or get in contact"
Brad chuffed.. A strange sound that seem to suit the moment "I.. couldnt. I knew what we were to each other and that Fran took us apart. But when she and I broke up I just could not see me coming back and knocking on your door. 'Hi Pete. Long time no see. Frans left me so I though I see if you were still interested'"
"I would not have said No.. Brad"
"I know - but I did not want you to think that my friendship was just.. well.. a fuck buddy"
"You were never just a.. fuck buddy to me Brad. I really lo.. Damd.. I still holding a torch for you. There has never been anyone else in my life since you.. I mean Us. Oh Crap I don't want you to see me like this"
Brad moved closer and put a furry arm around my shoulder, pulling me close. I could smell his musky scent - it was not bad infact almost pleasent. His fur was warm and soft, and I could feel the strenght of his chest against my cheek.
"Come On" Brad said softly "Lets get you to bed and we can talk some more tomorrow. I think we both need out sleep"
I nodded tirely after the emotional turmult, but was surpized when Bard reached down and pick me up in his arms
"Brad??"
"Shh.. trust me" as he carried me to the bedroom. Reaching the bed He layed me down and then lay next to me.. Just holding me close.
We lay there, myself feeling safer than I had for a long while. This.. was still in a way my Brad, the one I cared about. Thing would not be easy but I hoped.. was sure that we could work them out.
"Brad" I whispered "I love you.. I alway have"
He responsed with a gentle squeeze and a brush of lips againt my ear "I know dear friend. I have always known. And I love you too"
And with that we drifted off to sleep.
The first few days working with Pete was interesting. It was touch and go for a while with people getting used to a big dog following Pete around. But they soon started to make a fuss of me, patting my head, scratching my ears, Oh.. and Donut's. I'd have to make sure that I started to run to keep fit.
Although I did find some frustrations. How do I explain to Pete what a perticular smell is like, or how two cars can sound so much different. Of the age of a scent.
We returned to both of the murder scenes so I could check them out. I could smell someone, plut the overbearing smell of old blood and death. Not able to explain to Pete about the other scent I locked it in my memory.
I also have the feeling that I was being watched
Several weeks had passed and we were both getting frustrated. I was walking along next to Pete on collar and lead when I heard a car that I knew. Not just any car - it was HIM... The same car tried to hit Pete, Emily, and Basruf
The car behind us revved its enging and charged us with a squealing of wheels.
Pete stopped - momentarily stunned by the sound but my relexes were faster.
I leapt - already starting to shift. Reaching up I tore off my collar with my front leg/arm. Kicking back with a hind leg I planted my foot against Pete's chest and pushed.
Pete flew sideways out of the car's path. That was when the car's bonnet clipped me throwing me up and over the roof, by this time I was almost in full 2 legged form although not in control of my momentum.
I landed hard and staggered to my feet. The car was spinning around - coming back for a second pass. I looked around for Pete but he was safe, though dazed amoungst a jumble of cafe chairs and tables, but alright. There were people around with shocked expressions on their faces, and I had a maniac in a Chevvy gunning for my hide.
Options.. Too many people here and too much danger from the car. I had to get him away from here.
Couching down I opened my arms - snarlled at the driver and ROARRED!!!! I was now REALLY PISSED OFF.
I could feel my blood boiling and my vision started to narrow. I had never felt this way before and it was GOOD in a savage sort of way. Time seemed to slow, I was aware of everything around me. Turning I started to run and with a squeal of tires the car followed me..
I ran - keeping about a car length ahead of him. I could have outstripped him easily but I wanted him after me.
It was still too crowded around for my liking but atleast here was away from Pete and the other bystanders. Looking for an advantage I saw it -a streetlight overhanging the road ahead. I sped up - the car accelerating behind me as I drew away - then I leapt upwards - extending my arms out and gripped the light support. Extending my body I used my momentum to swing me up and over 360 degrees and watched as the car passed me. Perfect - I let go - flying in an arc until I hit the road. My legs compacting and absorbing the forces - then as I tilted forward I sprung - again running at speed.
The driver now had a problem - from the chaser he was not the chased and he DID not like that. I spead up - I followed easily and leapt. I hit the boot - bounding over and up I cleared the roof and landed with both feet hard on the bonnet.
I learnt then that car's front suspension do not like 300lb of really pissed-off werewolf landing on them. The bonnet crumped over the engine, the radiator exploded with a spray of scalding steam and boiling wated. Something under the car snapped and the front dug itself into the ashpelt. This threw me off balance and my momentum was already spent. I glanced back to see the back of the car lifting up and then over me and I went flying. I hit the ground - no graceful controlled motion was this. Just impact - fast, hard, and nasty. I felt a leg snap. My shoulder bent the wrong way. I rolled seeing the car scrape by on its roof - shedding a detrius of body work and glass fragment. I was still skidding and rolling myself until I finally hit the kerb and smacked into a streetlamp.
For a moment there was quiet, then the sound of sirens arriving. The first couple of cops that arrived did not know what happens.. To them there was a smashed up car and something big and furry that looked out of a horror movie leaning against a post. You can guess who they trained their guns on first.
Like most excited people they were both shouting conflicting orders like "Don't Move", and "Lay Down". One of them even tasered me which HURT.
Fortunately within a minute Pete arrived and flashed his badge telling them to lay off and arrest the other person. One of them tried to arge and got a real slapping down "IDIOT!!.. He IS THE POLICE.. and that sucker over there in the car is murder suspect Number One.. Now for Fucksake call an ambulace for my buddy"
Pete crouched down and looked me in the eye "Brad.. if you ever do that again.. Aww. shit.. Thanks for saving my life. Are you going to be ok.. you look like well.. " I nodded tiredly, feeling the adrenline leeching out of my system. I lifted my good arm up and patted him on the shoulder as everything started to swim and go dark.
I awoke lying on a clean bed in what looked like a hospital. Pete was dozing in a chair next to me.
"Pete?" I called softly
"Brad - your awake. I was so worried!!!"
I grunted - still feeling sore and like hell.
"Where am I?"
"Down at the coroners. It was the only place we could put you. Hospital did'nt want to touch you, neither the vets. The paramedics were fantastic, they fixed you up, got you here and Sally's been looking after you plus one or two of the doctors who were more reasonable"
Sally - upon hearing voices walked in.
"Hi Sally.. Thanks for putting me up"
Sally grunted "Do you want the damage report? Oh - you'll heal. Already your bones have almost knitted, and I spend half the night pulling glass etc our of you skin. From what I could work out - ruptured spleen, liver, kidneys, rib into a lung, broken pelvis. sprains, torn tendons and muscles, A new one for the books - broken penis - (I winced at THAT!!) you know you have a bone down there" I nodded tiredly "Fortunately you can take human blood so we IV'ed you up." her expression soften "Honestly I though we were going to loose you but your tougher than you look. Brad's been going throught hell over you"
"Honestly Sally - I'm sorry - did we get him"
Brad smiled at that "Oh yes.. we got him. Found a nice set of razor sharp fake teeth in his boot, and picture of you. He some kind of religious nut who lived in the apartment overlooking the part. He has a telescope aimed into the park so he could see everything. Nice fellow too - he has books detailing punishments for people kissing, holding hands, playing, You never guess what he wanted to do to people who he saw having sex.. And then he saw you and he just flipped. Hell on Earth he put it. Demon's amoungst us."
"Pete - there are always going to be some people who will feel the same way about myself"
Pete nodded and smiles "Yes, but atleast nowadays they will also be tackling with an Officer"
I chuckled at that "Pete, how do you think they are going to make me a full time officer now this fellow has been caught"
Before Pete could answer that there was a knock at the door. It was the Chief.
"Glad to see that your awake again Brad, and yes I did overhear what you were saying from outside. Basically, well, your one of a kind. I could insist that you go through the same full training as a human, but as a Canine member of the force you have already proved yourself. so for convienence I think it would be best to classify you as part of the Police Dog squad. That is if you are willing"
I looked at Pete and Sally, and saw their nods "Well, I don't have anything else to do at the moment, and it be nice to have the Police as a friend, rather than as an enemy, so Yes - I am willing"
So next time you see a police dog - don't be surprized if he changes to two legged mode and pursues someone. Its just another day on the job for me.