Short: Caught Wild
A super simple short with knotting and fun, as well as a possible precursor to a more expanded idea <3
Down into an alley on stone steps a small cafe lay hidden, tucked away from the noisy streets and people. Behind the door the sound of shattering glass was heard and the cursing of men. Nicolas had dropped another mug. He'd been trying his hardest to keep his excitement low, the beast at bay, but he just couldn't. Years of freely indulging in his werewolf desires as a young rebellious fool led to problems in self-control, and in life. Luckily his boss and fellow lycanthrope was there to put him on the straight and narrow, and bail him out. Even now as he gripped the broom to sweep away the shards of glass his fingers twitched and his heart raced as he thought of the fact that this weekend was his chance to let loose, his allotted time to futz around in the woods a couple hours away. His manager stood in front of him, an old man bald with sharp eyes, shorter but more intimidating than any shark. He regarded Nicolas with a sigh and took the broom and shooed him off, "I don't need you goin feral here boy." The statement stung a bit, but the old man whispered just low enough for the younger werewolf to make out, "I know how it feels kid...don't get caught." Nicolas had to smile just a bit before scratching at the back of his head. Before he could thank him the old man and risk a sort of mentor student mush, his boss shooed him again with the flick of the room. Nicolas could only chuckle as he walked out of the shop. He hadn't even taken off his smock, he had just walked straight out and his walk shifted into a brisk jog until he got to his car popping open the door and driving off.
When Nicolas arrived at the main campground the sun was coming down and his excitement was mounting. Already he could feel his teeth sharpen, his hair growing just that extra inch. The best part was that people typically weren't too fond of these campgrounds, something about rumors of large wolves in the area, nothing he or any of the other lycanthropes would know about. With a small smile and a near skip in his step he headed into the deep portions of the woods preferring to stay as far away from the open trail as possible. All he carried with him was a duffle bag with a change of clothes for when he was ready to leave, he'd find food on his own after the change.
Finally night hit, the stars out in bloom and the moon slowly rising with them. Already he could feel the heat rising, the desire to transform right there on the spot. Nicolas had already found himself a nice spot by a lake and a cozy tree to toss his bag against. Now he just needed to strip, to be free of his clothes so he wouldn't tear them apart in the transformation again, but he was just too excited. With a bubbling snarl and a grin he changed in a flash of fur, grey fur and claws, his clothes shredding to pieces as his body size doubled, muscle bulging beneath fur. Nicolas resisted the urge to howl as he stretched and licked at his chops, that heat that had been bothering him so much intensifying and doubling, except this time that heat accompanied a sensation of pure pleasure, ecstasy.
Nicolas took a deep breath, his entire body shaking. This time he had managed to change forms without howling at the moon and running off to gore the nearest deer or random creature in his way. That pleasant heat radiating from within urging him to let his instinct take over, but already he made a move to practice a bit of self-control. A large furred hand moved down between his legs to grip at his cock that protruded free from his fuzzy sheath. He had found that satisfying other urges helped in keeping himself in control in this form. Gripping onto that canine member he breathed out, stroking slow, starting gently as he pumped his member, his eyes flashing as he stared down at his cock, thinking about which fantasy he'd like to take himself on. It was easy to think of since he hadn't been with another person for such a long time, he just couldn't afford to go wild on a girl, and yet that was exactly what he was thinking of.
As he pumped his thick member he thought of pushing his cock inside of a groaning whimpering bitch, not sparing her the knot and stretching her insides to fit to his cock. As his thoughts wandered further and further he began thrusting his hips, snarling as he did so, his mind and body deep into the fantasy of breeding a whore. Nicolas howled out, his tongue lolling as he thrust once more to his hand, coating it and the ground before him in thick semen, his hips not stopping until his orgasm finally died down. Now that the heat that plagued his body had calmed just a bit he let out a breath taking stock of his messy hand and still hard cock. He'd need to go a few times before he would be fully in control and satisfied. Nicolas' ears shot up as he the sound of leaves cracking behind him. He turned in time to see a young girl with pale skin and big eyes standing against a tree, a pack of cigarettes in hand. As she saw him her eyes widened further and his instincts took over immediately. He leapt from where he stood with a snarl and landed before her, his claws reaching for her as she cowered.
Nicolas felt fear and instinct move his body for that moment. He had been caught and he knew that if the girl got away then this place wouldn't be safe for his kind any longer, she was a danger, a threat to be taken out, but rather than allow himself to kill here there and hide her body, he breathed out, shaking his head. Nicolas growled out in a low voice, "Sorry...scared me there."
The frozen girl in what seemed to be only a hoodie watched him with big eyes for a moment. He thought she would scream at any moment and he prepared his hand to cover her mouth, but instead she put a hand on his muzzle. Nicolas raised a brow, wondering if he had perhaps broken the girl's mind with his existence. The girl smiled and spoke in a small voice, "Holy shit werewolves are real...wait till my friends her about this."
That set off a mental alarm and he gripped on to her wrist, snapping at her as he did so, "Not so fast. You'll say nothing about this to anyone."
The girl before him blinked and looked to his hand grabbing hers, "Uh...why is that so sticky?" she then looked down finding her answer before looking away, her cheeks blazing red, "Oh..."
Taking his hand off of her wrist he found his own body burning again. He was still hard, still eager for more, and this girl had interrupted him, maybe he could get something out of her, scare her a little, but that wouldn't be right. Nicolas took a breath, trying to settle down, not realizing that he had backed the girl against the tree. Her eyes looked over to him and she bit at her lower lip, a hand moving to grab at his cock as she brushed aside red locks of hair, "I uh...was just coming out for a smoke break, but I can stick around a bit more. I mean, I'd like to get to know more about you." she then giggled squeezing on my cock, earning a shaky grunt from me as she continued on, "I mean, the entire reason my friends and me are out here is to see if the rumors are true!"
Her soft hand upon his cock had his mind drifting, distracted by the promise of a soft body to fuck, his mouth moving to her neck to nip, to taste the flesh of the girl he was going to fuck. Nicolas then growled, shutting his eyes tight as he tried to fight it with his weakest excuses, "Come on...you don't want this, I'm a monster with a dogs dick. Just...go back to your friends and forget about this, I don't even know your name."
Almost immediately she answered, "Jen, and I've played with my dog before...what difference is this?"
Before he could answer she dropped her cigarettes to reach and grab at his balls, squeezing them gently as she stroked his cock faster, her slender fingers far to cool against his hot member. Nicholas whined, again trying to come up with some excuse as he battled with control, "I don't even know how old you are."
Jen answered with a small smile on her lips, her fingers moving faster on his cock, "Just over eighteen." With that said she knelt down to put her lips upon the tip of his cock suckling, not expecting what would happen next. The werewolf's strong hands grabbed onto the back of her head, holding her there as he thrust that thick thing all the way to the back of her mouth, her eyes widening as he snarled and began fucking her mouth. She gagged and whined trying to pull away, but could do nothing against the beast thrusting and pounding at her lips, her throat soon feeling that hot girth, her lips kissing that knot with every thrust. For a moment she was given respite, the beast that had ravaged her mouth pausing before suddenly he slid against her tongue slowly, hot cum filling her mouth. Jen was finally allowed to pull away when she swallowed that overly salty cum, her mouth and body feeling far too warm as she finally took a gulp of fresh air. She could see that he was still hard, still hungry for more and so she rose to her feet shakily and turned from him, bending over against the tree, her hands lifting the ends of her hoodie to reveal she had been wearing nothing underneath.
Nicolas had let himself sink underneath the weight of his bestial nature. He could only think of breeding the girl before him. He gripped on to her rear, claws sinking into plump, pale flesh as he pressed his cock to her presented slit. He leaned in to breathe out against her neck, his tongue dragging out against her skin, her body shivering in response. Slowly he pushed the tip of his cock inside of her, fitting himself in to savor the feeling of breaking in a new bitch before giving her a sudden thrust. She gasped out, groaning as her insides were stretched apart by the bestial cock of the werewolf. He thrust and pushed, shoving inside of her further and further until his knot kissed at her entrance, but he refused to stop. Nicolas howled as his knot pressed firmly into her, locking them together, the girl beneath him gasping and groaning out. He then began to rock his hips, push to her, thrust against her, grinding his thick canine member against her wet insides. Occasionally he'd tried to pull out his cock, his knot squeezing and tugging on her insides causing her to yelp and squeal. He pulled and pulled again, and just as it was about to pop out of her, he pushed in once more, thrusting that massive cock back inside of her all the way. Again she felt the hot twitching of his cock against her insides, his cock dripping hot pre from the trip and throbbing. The girl beneath him shivered and groaned out then as he continued to grind himself inside of her, a hand moving to grab at her hair pulling her head back, his mouth moving over her neck to bite it, not caring about marking her. Underneath him Jen's body trembled, her pussy clamping on his cock and trembling, her mouth sounding out a sweet song as she reached her climax.
Jen breathed out, panting and groaning as she came off of her orgasm, but she had little time to rest as the beast behind her continued to grind against her, his mouth still biting at her neck, his hands holding her in place as he snarled. That cock then began growing thicker, swelling inside of her used pussy until finally she felt thick warmth stain her insides in great amounts. She whimpered at that, she wasn't on the pill, she could get pregnant, but at the moment she didn't care. When he finished inside of her, he pulled his mouth and hands off of her, an arm looping around her to keep her from collapsing, holding her against his warm body. She breathed out, panting, unsure of how to feel. Looking back at the werewolf she could see his ears were drawn back, his eyes reflecting concern. With a small smile she giggled. If she could turn around and touch his cheek she would, instead she settled to easing him with her words, "Felt good...maybe you wanna exchange numbers after we finish?"
Nicolas now concerned and back in control felt his ears perk up, his tail swishing from side to side, "It wasn't too rough?"
Jen only shook her head and smiled, sighing happily as he brought his other arm around her to give her a gentle squeeze. Nicolas could have never guessed he would find someone to accept his inner beast out in the woods and well, with how much cum he had put inside of her, he was going to need to ask his boss for a raise.