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_ Deer fast. Wolf faster. Good chase…meat tasty. Can’t stop eating._

Elise’s animal tongue lashed and lapped impatiently at her dripping forepaws and arms, savoring quickly every delectable flavor of wet raw chunks of intestine and muscle and trickling warm blood splattered and clinging from her skin and fur, her hasty ravenous feeding of her Cervine kill leaving scattered droppings of its flesh around and upon her beastly being. Sharp whines of arousing euphoria occasionally blended between heavy panting and snarling excitement nearly after every gulp and before thrusting her eager maw back into her feast. Even the ripped bones from its rib cage and limbs served to fill her carnivorous hunger gnawing frantically to strip the taste and strengthen her vicious teeth.

…good food…good hunt….

_ _ Somewhere in the back of Elise’s mind a faint remorse tried to complain, what little fragment of her humanity clinging for existence appalled by her guided decision to stalk, chase, and violently kill such an innocent woodland creature. The act of killing even for food would have disgusting for the old Elise. But this Elise didn’t think this way, her animal nature as a predator flipping such feelings for pleasure and pride. A strange sense of respect was still noted for the deer, but the primal rush of her hunt outweighed any visible sign of regret for her actions. A predator simply hunted its prey, and whether to slate her hunger for the sheer thrill of the chase Elise enjoyed every moment.

Scrapping loose slabs of meat of and flesh from the deer’s body with her deadly claws, biting and chewing wildly to tear of chunks in her proto-muzzle with her sharp lupine fangs, delicious prey pulverized and melting within her snapping muzzle sliding down her throat to her stomach; Elise never wondered how carnivores or cannibals felt when committing such horrible, but now that she was partaking in the act for the first time and strangely felt frightening wonderful. It was as if she was enjoying a thoroughly cooked strip of juicy BBQ steak for the first time…only she found she preferred her dinner very rare; practically raw and bloody but still fresh and hot.

The elation of her meal riled Elise enough to howl her conquest to the world, Elise head offered tilt back and animal voice booming vigorously without a sign of shame. Howling had become difficult to hold back, needs and desires building in tandem with a instinctual urge to sing to the heavens; to the full moon of her delight.

Aww-AWWWWRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo…

Another howl climbed from her throat escaping from her maw, falling forward from her haunches onto all fours as the last morsel of her kill stripped from its boney corpse hit her stomach. The desire to become a full wolf re-manifested as intensely as when her transformation started; her inhuman body quivered as the prickling sensation of her lupine black fur once more sprouting over spared bare skin and thickening her existing pelt rekindled her restless anticipation.

Fur soft; warm. Feel good, feel like wolf…W-wolf…Wo-wolf!

Large lupine paws sunk deep into the loose earth, muscles tensed and throbbing lowering her entire body close to the ground. Instantaneously; Elise lunged forward sprinting off back into the nocturnal woodlands, the exhilaration of her primal rebirth rejuvenating her yearning to let loose her wild energy coursing throughout and run. Such a simple act, and yet running on her massive paws pounding the earth cutting through the chill of the outdoors managed to elicit such a insatiable thrill, Elise’s destination unimportant as long as nature’s trail was abundant and free.

Running good; feel powerful, feel free, feel…wolf! Wolf!

Sane men may question the intelligence of one who repeats a word over and over again, perhaps even go a little insane hearing it non-stop. But the word; the name of the creature Elise had become, only increased her jubilation. The word was the only important noun a beast like her needed to know; every time her mind uttered its name urged Elise to sing, to howl in ecstasy and pride. The word drowned out all other thought until it was the only constant that mattered; a fact of life.

W-wolf…I Wolf…W-wolf! W-woo-woooo…

“AWRRROOooooo!!!” Elise again howled triumphantly even as she ran; pleasurable euphoria of her acceptance as a beastly wolf riddled throughout her being.

Elise’s jaunt quickly came to a halt decreasing her sprint to a mild trot as something in the air caught her attention, an odor that seem familiar though her primal state of mind couldn’t paint a clear picture. Her animal nose flared and sniffed curiously driven to locate the source of this scent, anxious to uncover why she recognized this musky smell. Her carnivorous fangs began to clench tight trailing within her shut maw a vicious growl. The owner of this scent; who or whatever was behind this smell frustrated Elise, new hunger to hunt and bite outstandingly compelling.

Smell. Hate. Bite. Kill!

_ _ Her paws pressed and pounded forward once again dashing off towards the source of the scent, the wolf that was Elise excited to find and catch the thing that slowly drove her mad; that made her want to slate her animalistic bloodlust willingly.

Her hunt didn’t take very long, discovering the unnatural trail some part of her remembered following into these woods before she was freed from her unnatural form. Despite the moonlight’s douse hindered behind the thicket of the leafy canopy of the forest trees, Elise’s lupine eyes could see well within the darkness making out the outlines and silhouettes of objects just fine. Something animal-like began to move from the corner of Elise’s eyes, an animal that resembled the frail lanky creature the wolf had been trapped within before, though this one appeared much taller and stout.

The smell wafting from this creature; it’s presence continued to infuriate Elise as she stalked closer staying behind the cover of the raised dirt hills and bushy foliage opposite from her prey.

Prey Elise’s thoughts agreed. Whatever it was about this thing’s scent that angered her still gave off a similar meaty smell like the deer she recently killed and devoured. The musk of the creature revealed it was a male, but it wasn’t another wolf like her. From her vantage point she was beginning to see the male creature was furless, not even bearing feathers or scales like other animals, but the same flesh as her weaker form. Her ears rotated and tugged attentively listening to the rush of its veins and the pumping of its heart.

Another smell came off it, a much more familiar and welcoming smell that caused her stomach to grumble in response as if her earlier meal never existed.

Blood…

“God damn rock!” The male creature exclaimed, Elise ducking and lying low as she observed from the camouflage of the tall grass and bush beside the flat trail watching the furless animal pull his own foot off magically and shaking it violently. No; wait, it still has a foot covered in a thin coat of fuzz but not at all like fur.

…S…S-sock….

_ _ Elise’s head throbbed as strange facts flooded her mind, recalling things like clothes and shoes that creatures like these wear instead of fur…like what she used to wear. The concept of clothes however felt foreign to a wolf like her. Why would a wolf ever have interest in something as uncomfortably looking as clothes?

“Those Community Service Bozo’s are supposed to keep crap like that off the path,” the furless male creature grumbled sticking its bulky shoe back over its foot. “Damn trip nearly broke my ankle…and my damn phone, shit!” The creature pulled a shiny rectangular object out from beside it that flashed light in its face, Elise noting the sweat drenched grimace and irritation upon its face.

“Fuck; the engraving is scratched. Great; that’s $500 dollars down the tubes.”

While the creature continued to talk to itself Elise’s feral eyes suddenly lit up and peered more intensely into the male’s face. She recognized it, flashes of memories coming back to her having crossed paths with this mammal when she herself was like him; clothed and furless, and not wolf. Something about his face; the cruel smugness that it always presented, the cringing laughter he would bellow…the constant progression of harassment he tortured her with while at her weakest being.

…KANE!!! Elise’s thoughts howled, muzzled lips stretched back showing her fangs menacingly. Brash impulses led her to drifting away from her hiding spot slowly approaching the male creature, her body gearing to lunge and pounce the moment the furless thing made eye contact with hers.

“Fuck me!” it shouted, dropping the shiny scratched phone as it attempted to crawl away on its rump kicking up dirt with its padded feet.

Kill…Tear…Bite! Elise’s primal mind chanted as she continued her gradual approach towards the frightened furless creature, a ting of self-satisfaction rising as her nose picked up a new scent filling the air; the male urinating itself out of fear.

“What the hell? There aren’t supposed to be any wolves out here. Is…is that even? It’s as big as a bear!”

The furless mammal’s voice kept prattling on as if helping to cope with what would soon be its demise, Elise’s maw unhinged tongue lolling into a salivating pant as her excitement grew, fangs and claws eager to make its mark and shred this creature to many bits and pieces. The lingering nagging in the back of her mind had grown quiet this moment too, as if the persisting negativity of her wolfish deeds agreed this male needed to die.

“G-go away! I’m not food; I’m an apex predator. I can beat your ass down with just my fo-Ouch!” The furless creature attempted to stand up on its weirdly shaped hind legs but toppled hard back its rear grasping its right calf. “Fuck…this can’t be happening.”

Elise’s nose caught a whiff before her lupine eyes noticed the darker smear covering around the calf and part of its long forepaws, the scent that drove the idea to consider this thing she hated as a second meal.

Blood…meat! Tear…bite…food…feed!

The wolf Elise snarled fiercely making the male creature shriek and roll onto all fours desperately attempting to crawl away yet its posture proved inefficient to run that way. This thing was nowhere near being a viable predator, not when a true predator towered it.

KILL!!!

Eyes and maw wide open, Elise leapt high and far closing the gap between hunter and prey. Her lupine ears could hear the male screaming, its helpless cry making her act all the more thrilling.

Her triumphant…was suddenly cut short as a massive weight rocketed into her left side knocking Elise off course tumbling away from her prey. She tried to recover but the source of the pounding weight fought back, claws and paws wrestling to shove her onto the ground. Elise fought back; of course, snapping her jaws over the offending weight’s hairy neck and making it squeal in painful whines. Her assailant didn’t let up though as it persisted to rake its clawed paws over her body until it could no longer hold onto her and the two broke apart.

Elise shook off the attack and stood back firmly on all fours, snarling viciously at her attacker. Her rage suddenly ebbed briefly when she realized what had stopped her from claiming her kill.

W…w-wolf?

Another wolf blocked Elise’s path holding its ground just as determinedly, staring her down with its feral eyes. Unlike Elise expressing her fury, the other wolf maintained a somewhat stoic presence yet its body language announced its readiness to strike down anything that tried to approach it. It remained relatively calm and collected.

Wolf…scent…know…

The other wolf’s scent began to drift into Elise’s lupine snout, something about it sparking further memories in her mind much like the furless creature. She had come across this wolf before only recently, recollecting a similar tussle that left her shoulder in pain from its strong bite. But; Elise was uncertain if this was the same wolf or not, it’s scent remarkably similar but off slightly from the one before it.

“Two of them!? I’m in a fucking nightmare!”

Elise and the other wolf’s ears tugged and listened to the moaning complaints of the furless human still attempting to crawl away. Her fangs flashed as she took a chance in the confusion to zip past the other wolf and return to finishing her chase, the bloodlust to end this creature’s life maddening. But she was thwarted once more as the other wolf managed to pounce behind and pin her rump and hind legs down keeping her immobile.

Kill! Bite! Feed!!! Elise’s mind furiously barked, her voice doing the same as she struggled to wrestle out of the other wolf’s grasp raking the earth with her forepaws trying to inch herself closer to her prey.

“What the fuck? Are they…fighting? Over me???” the furless creature believed.

“Ga…Grrr-Go!”

Elise paid little attention to the sudden puzzlement of the male creature’s face staring back at them, nor to the strange attempt from the other wolf to speak its tongue.

“Did…do it just try to say something?” the furless mammal questioned as it struggled painfully to stand back on its hind legs.

Elise looked back to the offending wolf ruining her hunt snapping her fangs wildly for any part of its body it could, distraught at the other wolf’s ability to spring further over her and wrap its forepaws around her muzzle shutting it tight.

“R-U-N!!!” The other wolf snarled loudly, the furless creature jumping inches of the ground nearly collapsing again from its hurt calf as it took the hint and began to limp away back from where it came.

No! Kill! Bite!! FEED!!!

Watching her prey scamper hastily out of her sight was furiously disappointing, both food and this odd sense of self-gratification of ending such an annoyance from this world gone. Her anger shifted to the male wolf that held her down, loosening its grip from her muzzle with violent shakes barking her fury.

Prey gone. Wolf bad. Tear wolf…chase prey…Kill!

Elise dug her forepaws deep pulling herself little by little out from under the male wolf’s body, her wild eyes remaining locked on the trail the furless creature headed towards; her sniffing nose still locked on to its scent. As soon as she was free she would race hastily in its direction and claim her prize, claws and fangs eager to sink into its skin and eviscerate; spill its blood and intestines and savor the taste of its meat and bone. The desire was too great to ignore; she could feel the other wolf’s paws slipping down to her haunches nearly freed.

Chase…bite…kill…fe…

The frantic shewolf’s snarling voice suddenly uttered a gasping whine, livid feral eyes snapped back wide as her gaping maw as new sensations traveled from between her legs throughout most of her body. The shock halted her struggle as she lied still and waited curiously for that feeling to bloom once more, her wish granted instantly as another rush of favorable euphoria hit the same tender spot washing quickly over her being.

G-good. Nice. Want more.

Another shot of carnal pleasure quivered throughout, and another, and another. Elise’s mind gradually calmed from her earlier rage as such wet bliss bathing her most precious of treasures was undeniable to repel, reminding her of other baser urges that had blossomed after she had been freed from her cage. If not for her hunger to hunt and feed Elise would have sought this out immediately, but no other wolf was around to slate such desire.

Until now.

Elise turned her panting head to look behind observing what the male wolf had started, its massive forepaws curled over her things hugging gently while its head hid under her flagged tail, slurping grunts and groans audible as its snout prodded and shoved against her swollen sex. The brushing wetness gliding hastily over her puffy folds, slipping between them and coating the sweltering walls of her sex; the male wolf’s tongue lashed greedily tasting every bit it could get. Such a ravenous invasion of her body would normally disgust and outrage Elise.

But how could she deny the male’s advances when she had hoped to find a mate tonight.

M-more. Mount. Mate.

_ _ Soft short howls escaped Elise’s voice as waves of enticing pleasure from the male wolf’s lapping tongue continued to fuel her shifted urges, raking her forepaws back into her exposed barreled chest with her head lifted high as she sung her rapturous howling melody, hindpaws scraping the earth to posture and raise her lower half. Instinct persuaded Elise to take this submission position, her body language reflecting the overwhelming need; presenting her body to be mounted.

The lengthy powerful strokes of the male wolf’s tongue eventually came to an end leaving Elise to whine and yelp desperately for her mate to take his place and claim her, content with being prey tonight to such a dominant stud.

Mate…m-mate! Elise’s primal thoughts feverishly exclaimed, looking back once more to observe the male wolf contently sniffing pheromones filling the air around them, the signal to any male that she was ready to copulate. The shewolf barked and howled distressingly to the unhurried male, announcing painstakingly how badly her heat afflicted Elise so.

Horny. Need mount…mate!

Forepaws planted themselves on top of Elise’s animal hips, the weight of the male wolf returning as his furry body brushed and settled above, those same forepaws and arms now hugging around her underbelly. Her tail was pushed aside against the male’s pelvis and legs, aimless prodding seeking out the moist spot of her puffy opening feeling the tip of the lupine’s throbbing head eventually piercing her folds. Elise’s voice blended between yelps and growls as the male began to thrust deep (yet not as fierce), enveloped in a glow of sexual bliss and rising satisfaction as every other thrust grew the male’s wolfhood larger within stimulating the entirety of her sensitive sex.

Y-ye-e-e-e-ssss… The shewolf Elise mentally bellowed, her exhilarated panting growing more heated and shallow as the male wolf’s pace quickened and his gentle penetration became more wild and assertive as believed. Lost to the thralls of beastly animalistic euphoria Elisa was a willing slave to the male’s dominance, submissive to every thrust and its tight embracing grasp. Her past rage towards that furless creature became non-existent when her other urges were being fulfilled.

A good first hunt. A male relieving her heat. This was indeed a wonderful night to be a wolf.

“…S-sor-ry…”

Elise’s ears picked up on the male wolf’s growlish voice trying to imitate the language of that furless creature again, confused to why her mate would sound mournful about their fornication. Or perhaps the male expressed strange resentment for what he did next; the male wolf’s fangs ensnared upon the nape of Elise’s neck sending starling pain down her spine.

Why? Elise thought, her panting muzzled lips curling into what best resembled a smile. Male mate. Shewolf in heat. Need to mate. Shewolf…happy. Mate…happy mate.

_ _ Elise turned her head back once more as she could, brushing her muzzle over the male wolf’s; nuzzling. Her lupine face showed nothing but sensual admiration for her dominant mate, her glossy feral eyes half shut yet hinting pure elation. The male wolf took notice loosening his fangs to lick the wound he had afflicted upon her; stretching his neck out to exchange affectionate animal kisses. Though short, the exchange escalated their rousing need to complete; the male wolf snatching the nape of the shewolf once more humping wildly to come to climax, Elise herself beginning to rock herself into every thrust to aid the male’s stimulation.

Mate! Elise cried in her mind, sensing the hot fluids of the male’s potency dribbling within her sensitive temple as the walls itself began to constrict and bind her mate’s wolfhood; tying them together. Her head tilted back farther as the pleasure of their act and achieving her gratification reached its peak, howling proudly as her own orgasm bloomed fully glowing throughout her entire being. Such jubilation extended as the male wolf released its fanged grasp once more to howl with her, feeling his seed burst and fill her internally.

…mate…

Flushing waves of wonderful warmth rippled within her spent lupine being weakened limbs from euphoric exhaustion buckling; lying back down on her underbelly as Elise took in the gratifying pleasure of the moment. Feral eyes gently shut drinking in the pleasure of their instant courtship; her heavy panting face locked smiling. Elise’s primal instincts and mentality as a wolf hoped her virile stud seed were effective enough in sowing her womb, accepting her maternal desires; eager to be a mother of strong pups.

Whether her mystery mate sought her out with similar goals or simply acted upon whatever staggering arousal had afflicted him to claim a partner in his deeds was of little consequence to Elise. Ultimately; her first night of freedom from such a feeble frail furless form had left her both hungry for blood and sex, the fact a male wolf appeared this night to stale such yearnings was an added bonus to an exhilarating rebirth. Why; though, did her mate stop her from taking her kill, resorting to fighting and shifting her perspective away from her prey?

The weight of the male slumped forward on top of Elise feeling the affectionate nuzzle of her mate’s muzzle brushing against the side of her neck. She lifted her head back to let her mate caress as much as he wanted enjoying the welcome intimacy. Such expression of love and care, recalling the wolf’s attempt to verbally apologies; perhaps this male IS looking for more than just a one night affair. The added passion only increased the radiance of her afterglow wishing more than ever that their copulation is successful; that her mate would stay with her.

…Mates…

Distance laughter eerily sounded in the back of Elise’s feral mind strangely leaving behind a mental ache that dulled the ebbing euphoria of her bliss, a name and face chiseling an incoherent message that made her feel like she had betrayed someone she knew…another wolf? The face…it looked too much like the furless creature she wanted to catch and kill, only…as ugly as it looked, this face appeared more inviting and friendly; a sense of admiration that had been growing into amorous feelings.

The irritable distraction her mind was snuffed out quickly as physical amorous groping of her body directed her attentions back on her lupine mate, his forepaws gliding over her forelimbs and shoulders with steady gentleness; her neck and back quivering delightfully with every slow gleeful lick of his lapping tongue kissing her furry frame.

…Mate…my mate.

Time felt too short for Elise as the pressure between their loins lessened, her mate wriggling free from their bond; Elise mildly distressed by the hollow feeling of their broken union. But her sadness too was short lived rising back on all fours and turning to see the male wolf waiting patiently, nudging snouts affectionately as the two passed in front each other. The male seemed to be in no hurry to take off without his new mate, reminding Elise of their bond rubbing between other’s bodies studying her scent eagerly.

The woods came alive with hooting owls and stirrings of insects buzzing about, Elise darting her attention back on the unnatural path where the furless creature had vanished. The memory recalled earlier frustrations longing to follow her prey’s scent and tracks, wanting to resume her hunt and kill the disgusting meaty thing. But her new mate beckoned a different course barking for her attention trotting away from the path for the bountiful grounds of the untamed wild where they came from.

Prey or Mate? The choice wasn’t as difficult to her as Elise preferred the company her lupine beau than the lanky flesh creature happily racing up to her mate. Alluring glances rekindled their adamant primal hunger for life, howling together harmoniously before kicking up the earth behind them sprinting back towards the sanctuary of the wild.