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A Date with the Forest

“Will you be back by eleven?” a dark haired woman asked.

“Yes babe, I’m taking my normal route, 30 minutes tops.” Charlie replied to his new girlfriend who had just moved in. She winked and told him to have fun. The fit, light haired 28 year old grabbed his earbuds after tying his shoes. It was time for his evening jog. They lived in a rural area and there was a nice hill down the road which made for a great workout. Maybe only once around the hill tonight he thought while heading out the door of his small trailer home.

The pop music playing in his ears kept him distracted during the jog down the single lane road. Soon the only thing in sight was the empty road to the front and rear, with dark woods on either side. Animals didn’t usually bother people here and Charlie had been running this evening route for almost a year now. He wore short running spandex and a snug UnderArmour shirt.

Charlie got about halfway through his run before he started noticing strange noises off the road. He pulled his earbuds out as he swore he heard a twig snap. The silent night was filled with his breathing and footsteps. He was about to put his earbuds back in when he heard it again, a crack in the distance. It was definitely behind him; his head turned around and he kept running while looking backwards. Chills ran through his body, his mind started creating scenarios as he desperately searched for the source of the sound.

It was too large to be a raccoon or possum. There were howls in the distance but that wasn’t unusual; wolves were common up in the mountains a few miles away. His only solace was that the road was well lit by the full moon. While looking back Charlie had run a little to the side, stepping off the road. The height difference between pavement and dirt caught him off guard as he stumbled and looked forward. He hopped back into the road and kept running, shaking his head of his scared thoughts.

He looked back once more for peace of mind and his eyes went wide. A large creature was standing on the road not a hundred feet back. It stood still while watching him. Charlie turned his head back around and started sprinting. His stride opened as wide as it could, like his track days in college. He heard a persistent thumping behind him getting closer and closer. His urge to look behind him cost him his footing. He saw something in the corner of his eye as he tumbled when his foot stepped off the road again. The creature over shot him as he fell to a stop in the dirt. Charlie coughed some dirt from his lips as he looked over. He laid still as the creature stood where it stopped, standing on its hind legs; its head partially blocked the moon as it loomed over him.

Charlie was breathing heavily from the sprint but wasn’t about to be eaten. He didn’t know what it was but didn’t spend any more time looking, he lunged toward the tree line as soon as he had enough balance to run. The beast disappeared behind him as he shuffled through thick vegetation and hulking trees. He felt something on his back as he neared a clearing and was launched forward. He coughed again, tired and afraid after the wind was knocked out of him. The creature approached Charlie as he rolled onto his back. It loomed over him again before pressing its large paw on his chest.

It held him down, the weight of its paw crushing the smaller human beneath it. Charlie grabbed the large paw on his chest and tried to push it off. The creatures muzzle turned to a toothy grin, appearing amused. It removed the weight from his chest, allowing him to breathe while still keeping him down. It leaned over him, hunched over on its hind legs. As its muzzle drew closer Charlie recognized it as a wolf. But wolves didn’t get this large. It sniffed him, its warm breath washing over Charlie’s skin, giving him goosebumps. He could see the full moon above the trees and it struck him.

He was about to be killed by a werewolf. Those scary stories, the folk tales and the urban legends were true. During his fall Charlie had scuffed up his legs and arms, his knee had a good sized cut. His panic was replaced by pain when his adrenaline died down as he laid on his back. The werewolf was sniffing over his entire body in the meantime, occasionally brushing its furry muzzle against his skin. A wet smooth tongue ran over his wound, cleaning it. The longer it kept him alive the more confused Charlie became. He looked down and watched as the creature lapped at his wound. Its muscled form should have scared him but it was so docile at the moment.

It looked up to him and stopped licking, it drug its muzzle up to his crotch and inhaled deeply. Its muzzle opened and its tongue hung out; the beast had found what it was after. The wolf left his spandex shorts alone and tucked its large muzzle under Charlie’s shirt. When it lifted its head it pulled his torso off the ground, the shirt stretched until it finally ripped down the middle and he hit the ground with a soft thud. It drug its tongue up his partial six pack and chest; its journey ended at his face. Charlie kept his mouth closed as the beast breathed heavily on him, its saliva dripping all over his face. He gasped for air after the wet tongue covered his face like a blanket.

Charlie felt something over his groin and had to know what it was. There was something warm coming from the wolf. The beast stopped licking him and Charlie looked between them. For the first time he noticed the multiple nipples running down the werewolf’s chest. He realized it was a she, and looking between her legs he realized why it was so warm. Her vulva was swollen and clearly visible, she must have been in heat.

The creature gave Charlie that same toothy grin from before, it was enjoying playing with him. He knew now what she wanted as her musky scent filled his nose. He inhaled eagerly, his body betraying his conscience as he became more and more aroused. The wolf drug a claw down his body to his shorts, cutting them open easily. With his running shorts and shirt torn from him he lay on the ground completely naked, just like the beast above him. She didn’t waste any time after his erection was revealed. The wolf quickly lowered her sex on his cock, she needed to be filled. Charlie pushed into her body, she kept her balance above him so she wouldn’t sit on him and crush him.

Her insides welcomed him, practically sucking him in. She was unbelievably warm and he thrust into her as best he could while on his back. She greeted each thrust by clenching her strong inner walls around him. Charlie looked between them, biting his lip as he watched his length disappear into the larger beast. She let out a throaty growl, wanting more than any human cock could give her. She lowered her muzzle to Charlie’s naked shoulder and bit him, breaking the skin but not biting him deep enough to really hurt him. Charlie froze, his body seizing up as he was convinced she was about to kill him. She didn’t intend to though, she only bit him enough to transfer the curse.

He stopped pushing into her and laid still as an indescribable sensation washed over him. The beast held herself on him, waiting for the change to begin, her dripping sex leaking around his cock and all over his groin. This was her favorite part, she held the smaller human down by her sex and by a paw on his chest. He cried out as his world began to change. Happening randomly throughout his body, bones repositioning, his muscles moving and growing. Eventually Charlie’s cries were replaced by little yelps and snarls as his face felt like someone was stretching it. Soon enough his cries were completely indistinguishable and inhuman, he no longer understood what he was crying out.

She felt his chest expand under paw, Charlie had no idea but he had grown to be a little larger than her. His cock began to shift too, she let out a deep lusty growl as it grew inside her. Bigger than any human male, it stretched her insides now like she had begged for. His knot expanded rapidly inside her, locking them together before either knew it. Charlie felt and sensed a number of things that were new to him but he still laid there in shock. The wolf riding him couldn’t hurt him now though, and she began fucking herself on his knot. Forcing him as deep into her as possible.

Charlie could only howl as his much more sensitive cock was milked like never before. His thoughts left him as he only concentrated on the warmth around his shaft. He came quickly, he hadn’t managed to move his arms yet but he could move his head. Looking between them he could see their hips locked together and her many small nipples. They would soon grow larger after he impregnated her. He came deep inside his new mate, filling her womb and completing his only task as a male.

She began licking his cheek and muzzle, trying to elicit a response from him as he struggled with moving. It would take time to get used to his new body. She nursed him and his cock under the full moon until he slipped from her and cum poured down her legs. She slid from him and curled up to lick herself clean, cleaning up his cum. He watched her, somewhat aroused still but slowly regaining his conscious thoughts. He tried to stand and stumbled away into the woods, trying to escape from everything. He kept losing his balance until he started running on all fours. He found a spot in the brush by the road and laid down, scared and alone. After looking over his body he didn’t want to see anymore; he simply closed his eyes and waited for the nightmare to be over.

When morning came Charlie woke to something falling next to him. He jumped up, sitting up to see a pile of clothes next to him. His girlfriend was standing above him with a funny look on her face.

“Vanessa I can explain, you aren’t going to believe this but-“

“It’s okay Charlie, I know.” his dark haired girlfriend interrupted.

“What…?” he asked with a confused look.

“I didn’t even bite you that hard, I would have taken you home but you ran off.” She said, putting her hands on her hips. He looked at his arms and then the rest of his naked body, realizing he was human again. He looked her at in disbelief.

“You’re a werewolf?” he asked in the most normal tone he could muster.

“So are you.” she smiled and winked at him before crouching down and picking up the shirt she brought. “Now get dressed before someone see’s you and thinks your some kind of animal.”