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At Madison school in the gymnasium, one student named Rick Astin is sitting on the bleachers on the first row, reading a book that's titled 'A Mysterious End', which is a mystery novel. He's on chapter fifteen and he's reading intently on it. Not paying attention to anyone or anything around him. Rick has short brown hair, about five foot nine, he even also has some abs and a some muscle on his arms, but not hard rock abs compared to the jocks in school. He's mostly a book worm and doesn't work out all that much.

Rick was about to turn a page, when a basketball flew right at him and hit him in the head. He cried out, dropped the book to the floor and gripped the top of his head with both hands, pain shooting on the top of his head. He heard laughter in the distance and he removed his hands off of him, to see that a few jocks were pointing and laughing at him. One hollered, "How about pay attention in gym class? Book worm!" He howled in laughter once more and so did his cronies.

Rick glared at them and sighed. Assholes. He got his butt off the bleachers and looked down at the floor to pick up his book off the floor. He whirled around to pick up his backpack, to place his book in there and zipped it right up. He swung the pack over his shoulder and decided that he had enough of being with wolves in the gym. He doesn't even know, why he even bothered signing up for gym class. He doesn't do basketball and he's not THAT athletic. He doesn't even like to run, he likes to walk.

Rick went to the entranceway of the gym, since class is about to be over with anyways. School will be ending in about ten more minutes. He wounded up in the hallway and went to his locker, opened it up and started to pack up some of his text books. He has to do some homework when he gets home. He slammed the locker door shut with a clang and whirled around to head outside through the front door of the school.

Rick's outside and looked up at the afternoon sun. When he took two steps outside in the fresh air, he can see someone sitting on a metal bench not far from the entrance of the school. A young girl, who's about the same age as him. A brunette haired girl, wearing glasses, named Debra Kilmer. Her head's hung low with both of her hands to her chin, staring down at her lap. She appeared to be depressed.

He gave her a pity look, since he gets the feeling that he knows what's wrong with her. He and Debra are very close friends, knowing each other since 5th grade. He feels for her most of the time. Other girls tease and pick on her because she wears glasses. She often dreams of going out with someone, who looks extremely handsome and won't see her as a geek. But Debra always has a hard time finding one dude who'd be with her that way.

Rick strode forward toward her and gave her a smile, "Hey."

Debra looked up to see him, dropping her hands off her chin. She smiled back, "Hi, Rick. I haven't talked to you today. How are you?"

Rick nodded and he sat down beside her, "Doing alright. Just another busy day at school, as usual. But I really hated the substitute math teacher today, though. He looked like he was in a bad mood."

Debra nodded and giggled, "Yeah, I know. I dealt with him yesterday, he looks like an asshole. Doesn't even learn how to take jokes that well. I wish Mr. Stephenson would come back to school already. I don't even like that guy."

He rolled his eyes, "Go figure." They both giggled and then he bore a serious look, "Are...You okay?"

Debra let out a sigh, her smile melting away and she shook her head. She was looking down at her lap again, "No."

"Want to talk about it?"

Debra didn't even look at him, as she answered, "You'd probably feel totally terrible for me, but I guess I can answer." She took a deep breath, gazed at him and said, "I tried to ask out Chris Reeves today, but the problem was he's out with the head cheerleader. That bitch, Sasha."

He nodded slowly. Rick can perfectly understand why she hates Sasha. Sasha's one of the girls who picks on Debra almost every day in the whole year of school. It's in the middle of April and Sasha's still picking on Debra. Rick can remember one time in the cafeteria Sasha actually threw a fish sandwich at Debra's head. The mayonnaise sticking on her hair. He knows that's not fair for her. It never was.

Rick placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and Debra huffed with anger in her eyes, "Rick, I..." She let out a sigh, "I'm tired of doing this to myself." She waved a hand, "I'm tired of being attracted to guys who don't want to have ANYTHING at all to do with me. Every time I ask one guy after another they usually give me the same excuse."

She raised one finger, "Like one, you're a geek." She raised two, "Two, you wear glasses." She raised three, "Or three, I already have a girlfriend." She dropped her hand on her lap again, "Same old story. Makes me wonder how my mom got married in the first place."

Rick giggled at that and she shot a glare at him, "That's not funny, Rick."

He waved her off and shook his head, "Sorry."

Debra held a sad look now and she looked straight ahead, not staring at him. She said, "Rick, why is it that I wear glasses and don't attract attention? That I just attract guys who wear glasses. I know, I sound a bit rude, but I don't want to be the girl who goes out with stereotypes like me. I don't want to go out with someone who wears glasses, like me."

She giggled to herself a bit and pointed at herself, "I mean, I'm not fat and all. My body's decent, but it's the glasses that proves to be a problem. And you know me, I don't like to wear contacts, because I'm just afraid to wear them. But still...You think this one guy would really look past my glasses and look at my own eyes. Not see me as a geek, I'm not a geek ALL the time. I can be a bit different too, you know."

Rick let out a breath and said, "Look Debra, you shouldn't really get yourself worked up every time a guy says no to you. Especially a hot one." Debra looked at him and he went on, "Look, I don't see anything wrong with you. I think they're just blind and they don't see what kind of person you really are." He placed a hand to his chest, "Hey, I may look a bit handsome, but I never had a girlfriend before. So what do you think that makes me?"

Debra smiled a bit and said playfully, "Nothing much, you're not wearing glasses. So you don't look like a geek."

Rick replied, "Hey, even I have problems sometimes and we both know that. I hate several guys in school, too. I'm not really their favorite person." His eyes trailed off of her, "In fact...It makes me feel like I'm like you, a bit."

Debra shook her head, "Not that much."

Rick waved her off, "Look the point is, this guy will find you. He's just pretty much not shown up and he's probably searching for that girl too."

Debra asked with a tilt of her head, "You really think so?"

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, holding her close to him, "Hey, I'm your best friend, so would I lie?"

She giggled at the question, "No."

Then Rick added, "And as for Sasha, fuck her. She's a bitch anyways and she does pot and also fornicates after school."

Debra laughed and nodded, "Got that right!" Then they can both hear the school bell ringing, signaling that school has ended for today and not long after that, several students piled out through the front entrance. Rick and Debra got off the bench and looked at each other. They both shared a smile and Rick said, "Well, I need to get going. Do you want me to walk you home?"

Debra shook her head as several students walked past them, "No."

He asked, "You going to be alright? Not feeling down?"

Debra only answered by wrapping her arms around him, to hug him tight. His eyes bugged out of his skull. Debra said while he's in her embrace, "Thanks Rick. I...I'm really glad you're my friend."

Rick's smile returned and he returned the hug, "I always have been and remember, don't let Sasha get to you." He shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows? Maybe she'll get kicked out of school for smoking drugs and you wouldn't have to deal with her anymore."

Debra slowly removed him from her embrace, looking at his face, "Oh well, there will be other girls like her that I'll contend with."

He raised a finger to her face, "Just remember like always, if you want to talk, come find me. Believe me, I hate it when this happens to you. I wouldn't want to see my best friend so sad." He gave her a wink.

While he was looking at her, Debra had this look in her eyes. This certain look that he hasn't seen on her before. This is the first time she ever gave him that odd look. He began to stare curiously at his best friend and asked, "Debra? You alright?"

Debra shook her head, like she was in a trance and she nodded twice, "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare."

He chuckled, "What? There something in my eye?"

Debra laughed and shook her head again, "Oh no. You're fine." Rick removed his arms off of her and she started to back away from him, picking up her pack off the bench, "Well, I need to get home. So...Talk later."

Rick gave her a wave and nodded, "Yeah, talk later." Debra nodded too and she whirled around to walk back to her house. Rick was just standing there, watching her leave. That look she just gave him was bothering him a bit. He's rather curious about it. He put a hand to his chin, trying to think of an answer about it. I wonder what's that about?

Rick gripped the pendant on his neck, the pendant Debra gave him on his birthday, three years ago. It's a half crested moon pendant. He shrugged his arms and shook his head to himself. Then he picked up his pack off the bench and began to walk back to his home. Onto the sidewalk streets of the small town of Madison, Georgia.

*****

Got back home from school, Rick entered through the front door of his house in his neighborhood. Closing the door behind him, he gave out a holler as he dropped his backpack near the closet door, "Mom, I'm home!" There wasn't any answer and he hollered again, "Mom?" He went into the living room, but there wasn't anyone there. He began to trek to the kitchen, but there was no one in there, too. But he did see a piece of paper that someone left on the counter. He figures now, it's a note from his mother.

Rick strode forward to the counter and picked up the note and read it:

Rick, sorry about this, but after you left for school, a nurse called in and now I have to fill in for double shift. I know we have popcorn night, but better change that plan. We'll do it some other time, alright?

Love, Mom

He let out a breath. I had a feeling about that. Oh well, we'll give it another try.

Rick started crumpling the note and threw it in the trash. Then he started to head to his room in the hallway, he opened the door and went in it. Then he started to take off his shirt, tossing it in the laundry basket. He looked at himself in the mirror on his dresser, looking right at his shoulder. At the fading bite marks on it. His breathing trembled and he put his hand on his shoulder. Remembering a certain night that it happened. That about a few weeks ago, he got attacked by an animal.

Rick was having a walk one night before he wanted to head off to bed. He usually has walks like that, but only that night was different than his usual exercise. He was almost done with his usual route, he was near a gas station and all of a sudden, he got attacked by some big creature, what he believes was a wolf. Rick did manage to get the thing off of him and run away. he never really looked back while he was sprinting back to his house. He and his mom called an ambulance and he got patched up for his wounds. Since that night, he hasn't went for a walk for awhile now. He's still a bit shook up about it. Rick shuddered at the memory. God, I hope no one else gets killed by that thing. I think I lost a bit of blood afterward. That thing bit me on the shoulder. And it hurt!

Rick gave out a sigh. I also hope it doesn't have any rabies. I don't want to get sick! He shrugged his shoulders, "No need to get worked up about it." He began to head to his bathroom to take a shower, ready to have a fine afternoon after a hard day at school.

*****

The night has come and Rick was watching 'An American Werewolf in London', at the beginning of it. He was watching the part where main characters, who're best buddies, get attacked by a wolf creature and one of them survives. Rick always loved that movie and can't get enough of watching it. After taking a shower, he decided to watch the movie he planned to watch with his mom. He would do his homework later.

While he was watching the part, where the guy who survived the animal attack meets the girl he likes, Rick started thinking about Debra's expression she gave him before she went home. I really have to admit, that was an odd look. What was it, Debra? Cause you were looking at me kind of weird. Then he winced in pain a bit and gripped his own shoulder. The pain suddenly came to him. Owww, what's that about? It hurts! He moaned in pain and closed his eyes tight. Got to make it stop.

Rick shot up from the couch and made fast strides to the bathroom. He opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of pain medicine. He popped the lid open, tipped the bottle onto his other hand and two pills landed on the palm of his hand. Rick closed the bottle and put it back in the cabinet. He brought the pills to his mouth, turned the sink on, lowered his head into it to take a couple gulps of water and swallowed the pills, all of it going down his esophagus.

He let out a sigh and massaged his own shoulder, trying to make the pain go away. If it doesn't go away real soon, I'm going to go crazy. Rick let out a groan and heard his cellphone ringing in the other room. He ran all the way back to the living room, while the movie he was watching was still being played. He brought the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

His mother's voice was at the other end, "Hi Rick, listen I'm going to be home at around one in the morning, so I hope you can hold the fort down for me."

Rick giggled and replied, "Oh, relax mom. I've done it like a million times."

His mother said, "I know, but I'm your mother." Then he can hear another voice in the background and his mother said to the voice, "I'll be right there." Then his mother said to Rick on the phone, "Rick, I gotta go. I love you."

His shoulder began to feel pain again. It appeared the medicine didn't kick in yet and now it's even worse than before. He winced, closing his eyes tight. He did manage to say a few words to her before he could cry out, "I love you, too." He hung up his cellphone and he gave out a loud cry, "Ah!" Dropping his phone to the floor, he gripped his shoulder real tight and his heart began to pound and his pulse quickened. Until his knuckle began to turn white. He cried out again and the pain began to become too unbearable.

Rick crashed to the floor, real close to the couch. He was laying on his side, in a fetal position. Arrrgg! What's happening to me?! Rabies?!

The pain was so intense and he began to feel hot. He cried out really loud again, holding his arms real close to his chest. He suddenly was feeling REALLY hot. His mind was racing, thinking now he better call 911. He saw that his cellphone is still on the floor, but it was far from reach. He would have crawled to it, but he was in too much pain to do anything.

Then he felt like something within him is changing. Like he was about to change into something. Something that he's not. He let out a sharp breath and he groaned in pain, "Ahh, shit!" He lied down on his back and he raised his arms up, to look at them. His eyes went wide in shock and fear, as he saw his fingers starting to change. To change into claws. Fear started to cloud his mind. What's happening to me?!

******

The full moon was shining over the wooded area outside Madison. An owl was hooting, and several crickets were chirping real loud during the night. There were a couple patches of mist in some parts of the area. Eerie mist. Debra was taking a late night walk on a trail, taking fast strides. She's wearing light jacket, since it's a bit cool right now. Debra's on her way back to her house right now. She and her family live in the middle of the woods in a cabin and Debra always loves to take walks within the trees. Seeing that it's peaceful to her than high school life. Better than being picked on at school.

Debra knew this is the perfect night for her nightly walk. Debra's parents are at a movie theater right now, so she's left alone at their cabin home. Usually they let her walk outside during the day, because they're usually afraid of what's out there during the night and something might get her. Debra thinks differently, but she also doesn't argue with them. So she eases their fears by not walking during the night. Now since they're gone for the night, Debra sees her chance to have a nightly walk since she hardly ever gets to do it.

Debra swung her hands back and froth, her brunette hair swaying too, as she walked fast. She wants to get back home, because the night is getting cooler by the minute. She gave herself a shiver, "Brr...Chilly." Debra then had some thoughts on her mind, as she strode past a big tree, the palm of her hand laying on it for a second and she kept going. She was thinking about this certain guy that has been on her mind lately. Someone that she really liked for a long time. She hummed in delight to herself.

Before she could take another step, she could hear something howling in the distance. She gasped and stopped in her tracks. Her eyes gazed at the direction of where the howl came from. She muttered to herself in a whisper, "What was that?"

She gasped again when she heard another howl. To her, it sounded like a wolf. She thought there aren't any wolves living in Georgia. Her color started to drain from her face and she began to feel dread. I better get home. She started to trot fast, not sticking around to find out. She doesn't want to get eaten alive.

Debra heard the howling again, it sounded close by and she sped up her strides. Rubbing her own arms, trying to rub away the chill that's in the air. Then she heard a stick snap, not real far from her and she stopped in her tracks. She spun toward the noise and only saw trees and the mist, but there was nothing there. She raised an eyebrow, thinking now she's being watched by someone. She hollered, while adjusting her glasses, "Hello?"

No answer and she tried again, "Is anyone out there?"

Still no answer.

Debra tilted her head. Why am I getting a feeling that someone's out here with me? Her eyes were trailing past several trees, still not seeing a thing that looks like a person. She took a deep breath and let it out in a slow whoosh of air. Debra, quit worrying about it. It's not like there's any serial killer loose and hunting you down to rape you. She began to brush that weird feeling out of her mind. She was thinking about turning around, when she heard a step behind her. She whirled quick around and saw to her surprise that something big appeared RIGHT behind her. She let out a high pitch scream of fear.

Then the big figure swiped at Debra and knocked her about five feet away. Debra landed hard on her back with a thud and a big cry of pain. Her glasses fell off her face and landed on her chest. Pain shot across her chest by the blunt force of the swipe. She felt like the air was knocked clean out of her. She began to cough, trying to breathe again. Debra quickly grabbed her glasses and put them back on her face. Then while struggling to get off the dirt, the big figure was over her in an instant.

Her eyes went wide in fear, as the dread was really clouding her whole body. She looked right at the figure and saw that it's not human. But it's standing on two feet about seven feet tall, has grey hairy fur all over it, pointy ears, a canine snout, yellow eyes, big abs and muscles. She realizes what that thing is.

It's a werewolf.

Debra screamed to the sky, "NOOO!!!" Then the werewolf lunged it's paw right at Debra, grabbing her neck. Cutting off her scream, she gave out a squeak. She was gasping for air, but the monster's grip was tight on her throat. The werewolf lifted Debra off the ground with one hand, her body and feet totally off the dirt. She was flailing and kicking at the werewolf, but it didn't let go. It was baring it's teeth and growling at her. Twitching it's ears and gazing furiously right at her, like Debra's it's prey.

Debra still had her voice, despite the tight grip around her throat, shaking her head in protest, "Nooo....Please...No." She gave the creature her pleading look, "Please...Don't kill me.'

The only response she got was a growl. She's starting to think the creature doesn't understand her. She tried again, "Don't...Kill me!"

The werewolf pulled Debra close to it's face, it's hot breath washed up on her own, fogging up her glasses a bit. It began to sniff her, sniffing at her hair and she was having tears falling down her cheeks, sensing that her end was going to come. But then something caught her eye on it's neck and her tear stained eyes went wide at what she saw. She saw a half moon crested pendant around its the wereolf's neck, and she began to realize who it is. Oh my god...Rick? That thing's Rick? How did this happen?

But she didn't wonder for long, because the werewolf bared it's teeth once more, when it was done sniffing her. It was getting ready to go for the kill. She knew she had to react now and she knew she still has her voice, despite the grip on her neck. She screamed real loud, in one last desperate attempt at it, "RICK!!!"

The werewolf stopped itself before it could kill her and it cocked it's head. Twitched it's ears at the name, like it just understood what word she said to it. It softened it's look to look curiously at her. Making her think that she's not wrong that the werewolf is Rick. It loosened it's tight grip on her. Debra sobbed and shook her head, "Rick, please...It's me, Debra. Your best friend, remember?"

The werewolf just stared at her and she went on, "Rick, you don't need to do this. You're better than this. I know you. I know you won't do this. If you care about me, then you won't do THIS." She sobbed again, "Please, let me go."

Debra reached out her hand to touch the side of its face, her tears were still coming down her face. She was stroking the fur on its face, it felt soft to her. She began to pet the top of it's head and she touched its ear, making it flicker by her touch. It still had her off the ground and Debra gave that thing a confession, "Rick....Rick, I love you."

The supernatural creature was just staring at her as she said those words to it. Debra said with a smile, while still petting it, "I know that I was after other guys at school, but the truth is...I've been in love with you, since a few years ago." She let out a trembling sigh, as the truth was coming out some more, "I didn't want to say anything to you, because I thought you only wanted to be my friend. That you only wanted me as your best friend. But yes, Rick...I love you. I really love you. I...I know you and you won't kill me. You were always a great guy to this girl with glasses." She chuckled, while she was hoping that it'll let her go and not kill her.

The werewolf actually started to sniff the human girl's hand and it lcked the palm of it. Nuzzling its wet nose on the palm of her hand as well. Debra pulled her hand back and let it drop down to her side. Waiting for it to let her go.

But it wanted more from her and it drew its furry face closer to hers, her eyes going wide. The supernatural creature began to lick her face, giving her long licks with it's tongue. Then it looked right at her face and slowly tilted its head to press its muzzle against Debra's mouth, kissing her.

Debra cried out in surprise in its mouth and it felt like the sparks went off as it was kissing her. Its tongue entering her mouth, its saliva now with hers. Debra at first objected to kissing something that's not human, but she began to slowly give in to the passionate kissing from the mighty beast. The werewolf was stroking the side of her head, brushing its claws through strands of her brown hair. Debra was moaning in its mouth now, both their tongues were twining, as they began to French kiss.

The big tall creature pulled its head away from Debra's and went to her neck and gave her a big long lick. She gave a sharp gasp, feeling a bit of pleasure coming from her best friend's tongue. She looked at the face of her best friend turned werewolf. She really did love him and for a long time, she wanted to tell him how she felt. She wanted to tell him the truth and now she has. She even wanted to kiss Rick and she has, despite that he's a werewolf. And for the reason why he kissed her just now, she believes he loves her too. Debra reached out to touch the bridge of its nose.

The werewolf slowly lowered Debra to the ground, laying her on her back. After the kiss, she wanted to have him in her mouth again. So she reached up with her head and pressed her mouth against his, kissing him deeply again. The werewolf is now on top of her, planting its claws at both sides of her body. Debra wrapped her hands around the big handsome werewolf's head, pulling him deeper in her mouth. She wanted more and she can feel that the werewolf wanted more of her.

After several more minutes of kissing, they pulled each other away. Debra was taking big gulps of air and her lover was breathing down at her, fogging up her glasses completely. Debra laughed a little and she took her glasses off to wipe the fog off of them. She put them back on and she saw that she did almost a decent job. They were still a big fogged up. She didn't have her cleaning cloth with her to clean them, but she didn't care about that right now. Then Debra saw something big and red right between its legs and her face went wide at what she saw. Apparently his red meat was sticking out and it wanted to have her, completely.

The werewolf moved off of her a bit and was actually trying to tug her pants off of her, but to no avail. It was whimpering at her, giving her its puppy dog look. Debra stared at her werewolf lover, trying to think real hard about it. Seeing that thing's big, she can imagine it's bigger than a human penis. But then she remembered who's right in front of her and she began to smile at Rick, the werewolf.

Rick won't hurt me. He won't. If I want to lose my virginity to someone, it'd be to Rick. Debra nodded at him and said with no apprehension at all, as it was all washed away, "Alright, big boy." Debra thought she saw the werewolf actually giving her a smile across its snout, but she thought maybe it was her fogged up glasses or the night making her see things. Either way, he must be happy now. That the girl he wants is wanting this.

Debra began to take off her light jacket and her shirt, showing him her breasts and bra. She wasn't kidding to Rick earlier that she has a good looking body. Because she DOES have a good looking body. Then she took off her back strap and took off the bra and laid it beside her shirt and jacket. She felt a bit cool when she's bare, but she knows she'll be warmed up quite soon.

The eager human slightly pushed the werewolf away from her by its nose and it understood what she wanted it to do. Then Debra began to unbutton and zipped down her pants and she slowly took them off of her. Only her panties were on her. The werewolf was panting at the spot right between her legs, just by looking at it. She giggled at his eagerness. Yikes, Rick. Really eager. Guess we should've done this a long time ago!

Debra gripped both her hands on her panties and she lifted her legs high to pull them off of her. She was grinning deviously at the werewolf and she tossed her panties aside, fully bare on the dirt now. Now she's ready for him.

The werewolf crawled a bit away from her and she spread her legs for it, letting it see her entrance to her sacred virgin cavern. The supernatural creature lowered its snout to her spot and pressed its snout right into her cavern, its tongue beginning to lap at her and enter in her. She sucked in a very sharp breath as something foreign enter in her nether region. She closed her eyes, as some pleasure was washed upon her by its tongue. She never experienced something like it before. The werewolf continued to lick her tunnel wall, giving her some oral stimulation she wanted and she gasped, moaning to her best friend turned lover.

Debra rocked her hips once to the eager wolf and it gripped her hips with its paw to steady her. Not letting her out of its tongue's range. Debra gave a sharp cry, as she felt like she was getting wet by all this. She began to reach to its head and gave to the top of its head a pat. Giving it her gratitude and its tongue draw back and entered again. She gave a small whimper at that.

Finally the mighty werewolf withdrew its whole head from her cavern and it began to crawl fast over Debra's body, she's now laying back down on her back on the grass and dirt. Her supernatural lover has placed both its paws on both sides of her body. The werewolf didn't hesitate what it was going to do next and it pressed its snout against her mouth, giving his human mate another French kiss. She didn't resist and she let his tongue enter her mouth again and she began to caress both its furred cheeks with her hands. Tasting each other's salivas.

They both stopped kissing and the werewolf began to position its big long length near her tunnel entrance, ready to claim her. It appeared to look down at Debra, wanting her to give its permission. Debra gave it a wink, giving it the answer it needed. The werewolf then began to position the tip of its wolfhood near her clit and began to press itself in her. She began to give out a small quiet gasp, as she felt like she was being stretched by the alien thing in her and they're just getting started.

The werewolf stopped for a few seconds, going easy on Debra since it knows this is her first time. Then the werewolf started to push itself further into her and she let out a sharp cry. Her tunnel was clenched hard around her lover's cock and it gave a bit of a growl. She felt like she was a bit more stretched than before. When she looked down at herself, she saw to her surprise that all of its length is now in her, right up to the hilt. She looked up at her lover's face and they were both just motionless, waiting for them to get used to it. Mostly for Debra.

Debra finally felt the alien thing being pulled away in her tunnel and then her lover stuffed it back in her hard. Her eyes bugged out of her skull, as it pulled out and pushed right back in again. It was repeating the same process, over and over again, taking her slowly, but a bit hard too. Not hard enough to hurt her, Debra actually felt great not long after its first thrust. The feeling of that thing inside her hurt at first, but now it's replaced by another sensation that feels great.

The werewolf growled above her and its claws were gripping the dirt beside her, taking its lover in a primal way possible. Debra gripped the side of its face and gave it another deep kiss, as he was taking her softly still. Debra's tunnel walls were getting wet with juices for the wolfhood to take her more easily.

The wolf gave a sharp growl and it soon began to sped up, knowing that Debra's good enough for it to take her faster and harder. Debra was starting to feel incredible and she gripped its fur on its shoulder tightly, until her knuckles turned white. The werewolf was pounding away at her with its big girth and she started to moan for it, as she began to feel pleasure tremors up and down her spine. Moaning for Rick to stuff her and don't let up.

The werewolf was giving its lover a loud snarl and Debra's breasts were shaking a bit as each thrust was being made to her. The werewolf's head went to lick at her breast, Debra letting out another sharp moan as it began to nuzzle and lick them. She screamed loud to the full moon sky, as its wolfhood began to hit a sensitive spot within her depths. It hit it again and again. She began to see stars forming in her eyes now. Her whole body was feeling total pleasure, feeling great, that the one she began to love for a while is with her in that way now.

Debra was crying out for Rick again, yelling out for him to fill her. Apparently the werewolf understood THAT and gave it to her more harder now. Then she began to feel her orgasm beginning to build. She was going to cum in a minute. The werewolf gave her another kiss and she let it in her mouth and when her orgasm came, she let out a muffled cry into its mouth. She came hard as the werewolf didn't let up at all. It was going to give it to her now. She's getting a feeling it's getting close to coming too. Because his thing's twitching.

The mighty creature was giving it to her hard and fast still its thrusts were becoming erratic. Wanting to give her its seed now. Then it gave her one final hard thrust. It stopped kissing Debra, shot its head straight toward the night sky, drew back its ears and gave a very loud howl toward the moon, and Debra cried out real loudly again. And with all that, it started to spill its essence deep in her tunnel, starting to coat her walls with it's seed. Debra opened her mouth agape, as she was finally being filled. It was cumming in short fast spurts. She can feel a lot of it.

It was thrusting in her a bit still, as it was still cumming. The werewolf growled real low, as the time had finally came. Finally the spurts stopped to a trickle. It doesn't have anymore left to give and it looked down at Debra, she was breathing heavily, feeling spent. Her lover pulled its cock out of her and laid down beside her, feeling spent over the experience too. Now it has claimed her. Claimed Debra.

Debra was stroking its cheek and gave its snout a small kiss, smiling brightly at it, "Thank you, Rick. I..I knew you wouldn't hurt me."

Then the werewolf closed its eyes and it slowly began to change, much to her shock. To change back into Rick. The pointy ears melted away, the fur went away and the snout then became a mouth. Rick moaned, after he was morphed back into his normal self and he opened his eyes. He was bare as a human, just like Debra. She smiled again after she saw that familiar face, "I was wondering when you'd come back. I was missing the REAL you." She giggled as she brushed his hair with her hand, teasingly said, "I was kinda beginning to think that maybe you'd be a werewolf forever. Not that I see anything wrong with that." She gave him a wink and laughed.

Rick, however, had a bit of a guilty look on his face and he said, "Debra...I..."

She placed a finger on his lips, cutting him off, "I know what you're thinking, but you're not a monster. You're still Rick, on the inside of that beast."

Rick let out a trembling breath, "It's just...At first, I couldn't control myself. I really wanted to kill you. Because of what I became. But...When you screamed my name, you actually brought me back. I...I think as a werewolf, I began to understand you." He began to smile at her, "You stopped me from doing a horrible thing and I can never forgive myself for killing you."

Debra nodded at his words, "I know and that means you care about me." Then she asked with a frown, "So...How did you become a werewolf? How did all this happen?"

Rick answered, "I think it was because of that animal attack I told you about. I think a werewolf got to me and now I have the curse."

Debra giggled, "Well, at least you can stop yourself from killing anyone when you're a werewolf, because I like you as both human and THAT. Your thing's freakin amazing!"

His face went wide, pretty shocked at her words. Then he laughed and said, "Thank you, Debra." Then he rolled his eyes to look away from her.

Debra asked, "Are you alright?"

Rick nodded and he looked at her, "I was just wondering, all the things you said...Did you mean it? Did you really love me?"

Debra said with a stroke of his furless cheek, "I didn't say all those things to stay alive and get out of it. I did mean it and I...I..." Then Rick cut her off when he kissed her and not long after that, she kissed back. They both pulled away and smiled at each other, not letting each other out of their sights.

Rick sighed and said, "I think I need to get back home real soon. I don't have clothes nearby and you do. Don't want to run around during the day naked."

Debra laughed, "Oh, my dad has clothes at the cabin that'll fit you and besides." She snuggled closer to him, wanting to enjoy more of the sexual afterglow, "Lets just enjoy a few more minutes of this, alright?"

Rick didn't object to that and he laid his head on top of her forehead, both of them holding each other. Debra said with heart in her words, "I love you."

Rick said it back and gave her forehead a kiss, then looking up at the moon, "I love you, too."

So they were both laying on the ground, both still bare. Both of them laying under the full moon. Debra not letting go of the guy she wanted the whole time. And Rick knows for certain, he'd never leave her for anyone else.