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An Unexpected Change

The man's eyelids clenched before opening. The full moon was still high in the sky and the air was still.

The werewolf he fell asleep on had kept the human warm and cozy in its embrace, but the brisk night air was biting at his toes. He could feel a dull throb emanate from the bite mark on his left shoulder.

Copious amount semen the pair were covered in had liquefied and mostly ran off or evaporated during their rest, but the pheromones and pungent scent remained. It smelled much more potent than before.

The canine was beginning to stir and wriggle below him. A fluffy tail came to life, wagging back and forth, and pointed ears calibrated themselves to the environment around the pair. The beast's sniffing nose produced the only sound to be heard in the wee hours that morning. The air was still and the early birds weren't awake yet.

The werewolf's large head lifted and nuzzled into the human's shoulder. It gave a few short licks over the tender bite mark, now turned bruise dotted with small punctures, before resting its muzzle in the crook of his neck. It lightly flicked the flat organ across the man's soft skin, sending a shiver down his spine. The beast gripped the man tighter with its toned arms, fur tickling along his stomach and chest. Big paws with digits spread hung on to the smaller male's frame in a full on bear - well werewolf hug.

The human could feel the canine's raspy paw pads tighten and grip on his naked skin, its sharp claws lightly teasing the surface. He wanted to pet the werewolf. Stroke its fur in a sensual and tender way just to show his appreciation for the gentle and loving action but he was trapped in the beast's furry embrace.

He noticed an intense heat radiating off the canine's crotch. Moist fluids could be felt on the sheath's fleshy tip which was reflexively grinding on his upper thigh, leaving small musky splotches every time it made contact.

He mobilized his hand to untangle a meaty werewolf paw from his chest to try and wriggle out of the beast's clutch. The canine had both arms wrapped tightly around the human, keeping him close and keeping him safe. The man slid out of the cozy embrace and stood up, dusting himself off. A few specks of dried semen flaked to the ground next to the blanket, landing into the earth cultivated earlier by the werewolf's powerful claws. He staggered a few paces towards the nearest tree to relieve himself.

The man head was still foggy. He could immediately smell a mix of the werewolf's and his scent coil up from the tip of his dick as he pushed back his foreskin to pee. His cock felt unusually thick and heavy in its current flaccid state and his balls felt swollen. Focusing on their sensation he could feel them churning and smouldering from the fire lit earlier that evening, having substantially more virility than normal. The human figured after how hard he came he wouldn't be ready to go for days, yet it felt like he hadn't had an orgasm in weeks.

Flashes of his encounter with the werewolf streamed across his mind's eye drumming up his heartbeat and sparking the start of an arousal. He imagined seeing the canine looking up at him with a pleading face and a dripping cock, needy and begging for his attention.

Shaking off the few droplets on his dick, he turned back to the blanket where the werewolf was sitting up. The man noticed the canine was leaning forward, its pink tongue casually lapping at an inch or so of red rocket poking out of its musky sheath. He heard a soft smacking sound and a blush blossomed on his cheeks. He felt slightly envious of the canine's unique ability to clean its own junk. The man realized he was staring but he couldn't bring himself to look away.

The canine noticed it was being watched. It sat upright with its tongue hanging out mid lick, eyes and ears focused solely on the approaching human. The werewolf snorted and retracted its tongue, then nosed towards the man sniffing. He could smell it too. The musk from their encounter was heated and thick in the cool air. The human moved towards the werewolf. He placed a hand on either side of the beast's head and gave the shaggy fur a scratch. He lightly tousled the canine's head back and forth before moving his right hand to the base of its right ear. He leaned down and placed a small kiss between the beast's eyes right on its slanted brow. He noticed the canine's earthy scent seemed much sweeter up here. He held the werewolf's head against him tentatively, a small doubt in his mind.

The werewolf's tail behind it ceased its wagging motion and all was still.

The tip of the canine's muzzle was pressed against his throat. He could feel his heartbeat quicken, drawing in a sharp breath and hoping that he wasn't wrong.

The werewolf's cold nose started sniffing and blowing hot breath over the sensitive area eliciting a small gasp from the man. He noticed its tail start thrashing back and forth wildly. The beast gave a few tender licks, large sharp teeth nibbling at the tender flesh with each movement of its broad maw. The human heaved a sigh of relief. He read somewhere that bearing ones neck was a sign of trust among canines, and he felt lucky to have passed the test.

The werewolf nuzzled in, moving its paws around the man and gripping him in an embrace. The human could feel sparks in his loins as his fingers sifted through the shaggy, dark fur at the base of the canine's large ears. Everything about the werewolf seemed to turn him on.

The man glanced down and noticed his discarded pants directly under the werewolf's rear. He wanted to get them out of the way.

The man lifted his arm, gesturing with his hand towards the pants.

The werewolf loosened its grasp on the human and slouched back. It followed the man's arm with its large golden eyes raised its brow.

The canine's ears perked up and it dipped its head in affirmation. It moved around the human towards the middle of the blanket. Soft fur brushed against naked skin.

The man bent down to pick up his pants and noticed that they were still damp, spotted with fluids the pair leaked all over. He cursed himself lightly.

Something wet and cold pressed into the top of his ass crack and a warm tongue dragged from his balls all the way to the top of his taint in one big stroke. He could feel hot air huffing from the werewolf's moist nose. It buffeted all over his backside and tickled hairs on his thighs. The canine placed its left paw on the man's hip, the hefty appendage gripping and keeping him steady.

The human jumped a bit from the startling intrusion but remained in his bent over position. He let out a soft moan as the canine dragged its tongue over the sensitive area. It made him involuntarily shiver. He could feel his balls stir and his cock pulse with blood. The human leaned the remaining way forward until he was on his hands and knees, spreading his legs and presenting his ass to the horny werewolf.

The canine seemed primed and ready for round two. The man was relieved he wasn't the only one feeling the burning need for release. He wanted to feel the werewolf's fur against his skin; to feel the beast's flat tongue lap at his lips and draw it in for a kiss; to drink in the beast's pungent, musky scent.

As his human prick hardened, its foreskin drew back over the tip of his head and a strong musk crashed into his nose. It gave his stomach butterflies and his mouth water with a renewed hunger for the werewolf.

Nagging in the back of his mind was just how much he wanted the furred beast; more than he currently wanted anything else in the world. To wake up every morning with the werewolf's plump sheath grinding against him, to be embraced and safe within the canine's furred arms, to be tenderly nuzzled by man's best lover. This furred companion seemed to know just how to push his buttons in all the right ways.

The werewolf continued to lap at the man's backside, dragging its lengthy tongue over his perineum, brushing his scrotum, and lightly tickling his entrance. He could feel his needy balls jostle around with the licks. They felt heavy and full each time gravity tugged them off the tip of the beast's slimy organ.

The canine refocused and intensified its licks on the man's anus, obviously tasting itself from earlier. The human moved his hand towards his engorged member. He grasped it as he would any other time and noticed that it vaguely seemed thicker. He pulled his hand down, the foreskin on his dick spreading around the edge of his glans. The pungent scent in the air thickened as the moist flesh was exposed. The man noticed licking behind his rear cease and a low growl emanated from the beast. Hairs on the man's back stood up and goosebumps dotted his arms. He slowly let go of his hard cock and prepared to stand. The werewolf snorted then resumed licking his ass, moving one right paw to the man's right hip, joining the left, and holding him down. Its claw tips lightly poked the flesh, serving a notice to the man that he was to stay put.

The drool coated tongue pressed against the man's asshole with more force, spreading the ring of muscle and gaining entrance into the human's hot passage. The man inhaled sharply and felt his cock flex. He dared not reach up to touch it again though, the werewolf behind him having made that clear.

He felt the tongue enter then re-enter his rear, the loud lapping sound behind him providing a lewd and foreign ambiance. Streaks of fiery sparks shot from deep in his ass to the base of his throbbing dick. He felt the werewolf's paws knead the flesh on his hips, fur on the muscular forearm lightly tickling his skin.

The man dropped his head down with a long exhale. He peered backwards underneath himself and drew in a breath of strong musk. A reddened and dripping dick was the first thing he noticed. It felt overly sensitive. The werewolf's huffing disturbed the air and he could feel it caress and tickle his flexing maleness. It might've been the angle but his dick looked redder than normal, especially at its base. He didn't feel any sensation besides pleasure when he touched it previously, so the man let the concern drop from his mind.

Shifting his focus back towards the beast, he saw the werewolf sitting on one hip, its top leg stretched outwards and the other curled underneath for support. He could see the canine's red rocket sticking about halfway out of its sheath. The peeking length looked slick and moist, and he could've sworn he was able to smell the canine's pungent scent in the air from where he was. The man could see the beast's lower jaw moving with each lap and its chest move with every breath.

The human jerked his head up with a sharp inhale as the werewolf's probing tongue found his prostate. The man's bouncing cock below him flexed hard and a line of thick precum drooled out the tip and dripped onto the blanket below. He thought this odd as normally he would only produce a drop or two.

He wanted to reach up and stroke himself so badly but the intermittent poking on his hips reminded the man that it probably wasn't a good idea.

The werewolf's lapping diminished in intensity and the human let out a whine. His cock flexed and dripped to a rhythm of its own and he could feel himself clench around the beast's slimy tongue. The canine pulled out of the man's passage, tongue disappearing into its maw. The werewolf licked its chops as it gathered its digitigrade legs into a squatting position. He felt the beast release its grip on his hips and he let out a soft whine. The man looked back to see why the werewolf didn't continue lapping with its magic tongue, and was met with a flash of fur rushing towards his face. He could feel the beast's weight land on his back as he was suddenly met face to face with the canine. He could smell himself on the beast's breath. The human was happy that his cleaning routine ensured his rear was always ready for anything.

The werewolf lapped at his face a couple times before using its arms to lift itself up. It placed both meaty paws on the man's shoulders and ground its furred hips forward into his rear. The human could feel the red hot poker slide downward along his taint leaving a smelly trail of fluid all the way to his balls. The beast's tip let out a thin spritz of precum at the apex of its grind directly on the man's scrotum. Small speckles of the fluid landed on the inside of his thighs and started to run down.

The beast withdrew its thrust, making sure to drag the rocket back and over the man's flexing anus. The werewolf pushed its hips forward and once again, but still not quite hitting the mark. Whether intentional or not, the canine cock ground itself upwards against the center of the man's ass crack, lubing it up and bumping his taint in the process. The werewolf pulled back then repeated the motion, taunting and splattering the needy human with more of its canine pre. The man below him was quivering. Each sensation was amplified and the teasing sent surges of pleasure to his drippy dick. The human could feel fluid ooze out with every flex of his nethers. He could not recall a time when he had produced this much pre. Even when he was fired right up he didn't have this kind of volume.

The human's cock was throbbing. It felt like the blood was being pumped into it with nowhere to go, knowing he was definitely at full mast already. It was pulsating so hard it began to hurt.

The werewolf's hips moved back until single strands of fur tickled the human's rear. The canine licked the back of the man's neck as it aligned the hot wolf meat with the human's slick anus. This time when the werewolf thrust forward it most definitely hit its mark. The human felt the beast's tip spear him. Though he was no stranger to things in his rear, the heat that radiated from the werewolf's crotch mixed with the thorough preparation made a new slippery sensation he was unfamiliar with. The man knew from their previous encounter that the werewolf's cock would only get bigger as things progressed.

The man's head was swimming in sensation. He sniffed glimpses of the beast's thick musk waft past his nose, causing his need to burn and his cock to flex. The human wiggled his hips and pressed back as far as he could onto the werewolf cock. He needed the canine's cock deep inside him to scratch an itch that had blossomed.

The relatively thin member pushed in, sliding up to the sheath with ease. The man's lubed up insides contracted trying to draw it in deeper. He couldn't move back anymore, stopped by the werewolf pressing down on his shoulders. The beast had its hips back, denying the needy human from skewering himself any further.

The werewolf slowly and tantalizingly pushed its hips forward. The leaking canine rocket slid deeper into the human with ease. He could feel the canine cock thicken a bit each time it jumped and flexed inside. The sheath's ring of fur tickled his impaled anus as the werewolf hilted inside him. Fuzzy balls bumped into the back of his own sack coming to rest against them. The canine ground its hips side to side to try and tease out any remaining length it had still hidden in the fuzzy pouch. The man was able to take the red rocket in its current state with ease. He could feel the member spurt precum and engorge more as the seconds passed.

They both needed this. They both needed each other. Not just in this moment but in every moment. A bond had been formed between man and beast, just as it had millennia ago.

The human could feel a heat radiate from where the pair were connected. The bite on his shoulder felt like it was burning. Waves of fire surged from the mark through his body, intensifying the pleasurable sensations felt in his rear. The fire spread forward over his ass cheeks, around his hips and concentrated on his throbbing cock and swaying balls. He could feel his sensitive bits pulse in sync with his heartbeat, and his cock was harder than it had ever been. Each bob and flex pushed more blood into the tool and it started to swell past its normal limit. The man's meat thickened, gaining a bit more girth from tip to base, and pulsating veins emerged down each side. It was gushing out hot milky yellow precum in thick syrupy strands all over the blanket beneath him, forming a small puddle.

The fire continued blossoming up the man's chest, his skin starting to itch where the heat spread. It was starting to become uncomfortable.

The werewolf let out a guttural grumble and slowly slid his slick cock out of the human until only its tapered tip was being kissed by the ring of muscle. The canine rolled its hips forward in a very controlled thrust, making sure it's rocket bumped over every ridge and texture inside the human's rear. The werewolf's egg sized balls coming to rest and tickle the humans taint every time their hips met. Its tail was wagging fiercely behind it creating a short but powerful side to side momentum that carried up the slick canine tool.

The werewolf continued slowly pulling out and pushing back in, looking down to watch as the human started fidgeting.

The man felt a sharp wave of heat rush from his bitten shoulder to the tips of his fingers, nearly buckling his arms under the weight of both himself and the werewolf. A faint buzzing was gaining intensity in his body.

He looked to the right to see black hairs shoot up from his hand to his elbow, then up to his shoulder. They spread outwards from a narrow line and began to envelop his entire forearm in a dense black coat of fur. Glancing over, his left arm also darkened with the black fur. He could feel the weight of the werewolf diminish as his arms bulged out with a bit more muscle. He felt a primal power run through the quick and lithe appendages, boosting their stamina and endurance. Longer tufts of fur settled on the back of his elbow and transitioned in a gradient to the shorter pelt halfway down the man's forearm. His hands flexed then cramped. The man's bones and muscles shifted and realigned into a paw inspired shape, fur coming in to cover the remaining skin. The palms of his hands increased in density, the skin callousing into rough paw pads. Black nails extended off each digit. They reflexively gripped and raked the earth.

The werewolf could smell the human's change. Each time its canine rod slid into the slick hole, the man's body tensed and more pre oozed from his cock. It was losing viscosity. Thick syrupy strands transitioned into short jets of clear liquid that resembled slimy water as his insides began to change. It shot forward and splattered the inside of the man's forearms every time the canine slid its hard cock in all the way. The werewolf had its maw open, panting quickly. Its tongue wiggled in and out with each short breath, and a thin line of drool dropped off its tip spackling the human's back.

The thrusting canine was taking its time, not quickening its pace or missing its mark. It savoured every tingle, remaining patient and enjoying the view below.

The human's head started throbbing deeply. His ears cracked and a high pitch buzzing drowned out all sound. His head jerked to the left. He could feel himself grunting and straining in discomfort as the bridge of his nose flattened toward his face and it all began elongating. Teeth grew larger and sharper, re positioning themselves to suit a more carnivorous diet. The man's upper canines grew longer until they interlocked behind their bottom jaw counterparts in a ferocious alignment. His head thrashed and shook. Human ears stretched to points and thinned, rising to perch atop a scruffy patch of head fur. The man's nose darkened and spread out wider, filling in the tip of his new formed muzzle. Black scruffy fur rippled in from the edges of his face, covering the newly formed shape. He blinked, the world around him spinning, and blinked again. Images refocused and centered in the man's vision, silhouettes and shapes were now defined objects in the dim morning twilight. He could see the cloud of potent musk surround the pair, so thick he could taste it. The Human unclenched his foreign werewolf jaw and let his canine tongue roll out. It lifted up to moisten his black nose which was sniffing frantically.

He could smell the earth and the trees surrounding them. The sound of rustling leaves resonated deep in his skull and he could sense the forest around him as if for the first time.

Most dominantly he picked up the scent of himself and the werewolf behind him. It was nearly overwhelming. He could smell the beast move down to lick his head before he felt the sensation of a tongue tug at his fuzzy ear.

The man's new nose also picked up a third and faint, yet oddly familiar scent. He noticed it wafting off the pile of clothes sitting next to his backpack.

He tilted his head down sniffing while new scruffy black fur sprouted down his neck.

The man's new sense envisioned white wispy clouds rising up from the small collection of fluids on the blanket, the same white that the discarded shirt and pants emitted. It smelled like him, but weaker. It was his human scent.

Sniffing more, the man could see a light blue wafting in his mind's eye, he was covered in it. He was able to recognize it as his new scent. Each spritz of his cock sent specks of the blue smell falling through the air only to hit the fur on his arms and dissipate out.

Two jolts from his marked shoulder ran parallel with the human's spine, splitting off and continuing down each leg. His head snapped upward to attention and he clenched his teeth. A third, delayed jolt ran right down the middle of his back and concentrated at the top of his ass crack, tingling and sparking. Just like his arms, lines of fur started growing from the trails of sensation, thickening and covering his back in a shaggy black pelt.

The man felt a building pressure in his tailbone before something gave. He gained the sense of a foreign appendage wiggling behind him. The full arc of its to and fro movement was blocked by the werewolf grinding into his ass. The canine took notice and moved its right paw from the man's shoulder. Claws pushed through the shaggy fur and trailed along the man's skin underneath. They stopped right above his newly formed tail and scratched in a lazy motion, before coiling around the base of the appendage and gripping it.

The human felt a surge down his legs, an energy being uncorked. Like his hands, he felt a buzzing overwhelm both limbs. Bones and muscles reshaped beneath his skin as thin black fur started to emerge and thicken into a coat. He shifted his weight, lifting his left leg and extending it out. The man flexed and shook it around trying to make the buzzing cease.

His heel elongated and tightened, drawing up towards his knee. The man's calves were no longer perpendicular with the ground, resting at an angle and mimicking the digitigrade stance of the werewolf. He could feel the same vitality run through his newly toned muscles and sensed their impossible endurance. The human's foot itched as the skin calloused out into a paw pad, and thick black claws pushed out from the paw's tips. He brought the newly formed leg underneath and planted it firmly on the blanket, claws accidentally ripping small holes in the fabric. Black fur rippled down the new shape, covering every inch and shimmering in the moonlight.

Slowly the uncomfortable vibration faded, and the man noticed his other leg had simultaneously undergone a similar change. He could feel his tail wagging against the werewolf.

The canine gave the man's tail a short, playful yank and he reflexively clenched his anus around its slick tool. The human let out a moan which sounded more like a whine and the beast behind him tugged again. The man felt his cock flex and saw a spurt of watery pre shoot forward onto the blanket. The smell of his arousal wafted up and made his maw water.

The canine behind him changed angles and began driving its tool right into the man's prostate. It was panting and whining, lost in the moment. The werewolf's rocket was finally at full mast. It stretched the man's ass around the red, slick flesh and he could feel the telltale bumps of the werewolf's knot forming. Precum streamed lazily from where the two were joined. It trickled down the man's taint and dripped off his balls each time the canine slapped into his rear. The small spheres of engorging cock added a thickness to the base of the glossy tool that tugged against his ring of muscle with each stroke. If the beast noticed, it didn't slow down.

He could feel the werewolf's knot thicken and its thrusts begin to stray from their consistent tempo. The bulb of flesh dragged in and out of the man's anus with each rock of the canine's hips, becoming more engorged and requiring more force to spread the ring of muscle. The canine released the man's tail and placed both paws on his hips. Short growls emanated from the beast with each push forward.

The werewolf's knot continued expanding. It was no longer able to spread the man's taint and instead just ground into it. The beast's panting tongue drooled onto his back, its eyes unfocused, running solely on an unseen primal instinct. Thrusts came in an inconsistent rhythm, slowing down and becoming more forceful. The canine's claws dug in and it drove forward. It rocked its hips side to side trying to bury its knot in the tight passage. The man's ring of muscle stretched uncomfortably around the engorged flesh and it sank in. The werewolf bellowed an ear-splitting howl. The man could feel its knot bulge inside him, locking the pair together. The canine ground its furred hips against the man's ass trying to lodge its knot in as far as possible.

The beast rocked with a full body spasm, small whines escaped its maw between the first waves of its orgasm. A warmth blossomed deep within the man as the canine started unloading its potent spunk, its fully engorged knot preventing any from leaking out. He could feel the cock twitch and pulse with each flex as it continued unleashing its essence in his ass. The werewolf leaned down to lap at the bite mark on the man's shoulder, still softly whining and shivering between each spasm.

The human's body surged with a new energy that made him feel alive. He felt connected with nature, with himself, and most importantly he felt connected with the werewolf. This was how it was supposed to be.

The man felt his body quake and surge, fur bursting forth and covering his shoulders, then collarbones, then chest. He jerked his head side to side trying to drive off the buzzing. The human could feel his new scruffy fur tickle as it thickened, the dense black pelt closing in on the last areas of bare skin.

He snapped his head to attention and immediately ducked between his furred forearms. The werewolf spasmed particularly hard causing the man's dick to spurt a line of pre over his muzzle and nose. The man used his flat canine tongue to lap away the fluid, mentally remarking at how pleasant he tasted.

His eyes focused on the bobbing cock in front of him. The flesh looked glossy and swollen, and his foreskin was pulled completely back. He watched the organ sway and flex in the air just begging for attention. The man leaned forward and reached with his tongue. The werewolf's weight on his shoulder and grip on his tail kept his back arched and posture locked. Ultimately the human's canine tongue barely brushed the tip earning him little more than a brief taste.

The man's moist nostrils flared, his sensitive nose picking up the intense musky scent radiating off his package. He felt a shiver run down his body. It was much stronger and a bit more salty, with hints of sweat piercing through. It smelled like the werewolf behind him but with a softer twist.

The canine released the man's hips, moving its right paw to his rib cage. The man lifted his head, eyes glazed over and a happy look plastered on his muzzle. Sharp claws dragged through the dense fur doing little more than pleasantly scratching. The thick paw stopped on his hip gripping fur, flesh and muscle. The werewolf moved its left paw and mimicked the right, dragging its claws down the man's side before gripping his hip. The beast lowered itself down, chest pressing against the man's furred back. The werewolf's panting maw came to rest in the crook of his neck, right beside his. A flat canine tongue brushed across the human's muzzle and the werewolf let out a short whine.

The man could feel the canine's right paw slide underneath his belly, tickling where fur transitioned into bare skin. It continued the motion, forearm fur brushing lightly against the man's dripping tool, before gingerly cupping the man's sack and rolling the orbs against each other.

The human's balls began to tingle. Velvety black hairs started to wash over his scrotum and he could feel them gain heft in the werewolf's paw. Short fur thickened over his sack before stopping at the base of his swollen cock. The weighty orbs were churning with the man's essence and ached for release.

The werewolf trailed its fondling paw forwards, grasping the human's dick. Its large digits easily wrapped around the swollen, pulsating meat and the human let out a surprised yip. The canine's paw gripped and gave a small test stroke, retracting the man's foreskin toward his body and exposing the sensitive head.

The human's ears perked up and his eyelids narrowed in bliss. His tail was sandwiched between the two doing its best to wag. The feeling of the werewolf's fur tickling his stomach slowly diminished as his own shaggy coat closed in on his package. A familiar buzzing started to emanate within the man's privates. It could feel the uncomfortable sensation gain intensity, the same way it had gathered in his arms and legs.

The canine held its paw bottomed out on the man's cock, pressing against his groin. Skin shifted and slid under the calloused digits while silky black hairs brushed in from the man's ball sack and covered the thickening gather of skin held over the base of his cock. The human pushed his hips forwards trying to drive off the uncomfortable vibration, but only succeeded in making it worse.

The skin on his cock turned redder and redder with each pulse of his heart, swelling a bit in length and thickening. It wasn't huge, but it proportioned nicely with the man's new form. The human was panting. Tickling sensations from the change sparked up his spine and he whined, sounding very animalistic. The glans tapered out and became less defined, its slit bubbling out into a nub of flesh. Jets of watery pre shot from the tip with each flex, and small hairline veins ran the length just under the surface of the thinning skin. The entire cock took on a glossy sheen, matching his body's new canine theme and two distinct bulges of flesh began to push back against the werewolf's grip. The man's retracted foreskin tightened into a fleshy sheath encircling his new canine rocket, tucking right behind his forming knot. The last patches of his skin were washed away in a sea of black fur as his werewolf form completely took over.

The man ground back against the rocket lodged in his ass, the tip of the canine member brushing over his prostate. He could feel the soft tingle of the beasts spunk squirting from its tip. His anus reflexively clenched around the werewolf's cock, and the canine gripped his body tighter. Soft whines escaped both their muzzles.

He felt his cock flex in the werewolf's paw. It moved from the base of his cock up the length in a teasingly slow stroke. A jet of pre spurted from the tip and blood rushed into the forming knot expanding it further. A tingle began at the tip of his tail, the sensation climbing up his spine and radiating down his limbs as a pressure began building within his body.

The human ground his ass against the werewolf's furred crotch, amplifying the full feeling of the knot inside him and causing the beast's tip to press into his hardening prostate. The werewolf dragged its paw back down his length, spreading the natural lubricant over the swollen flesh.

The canine cupped the man's thickening knot, squeezing the bulbous flesh firmly, knowing exactly how to handle the bestial tool. Lightning bolts of pleasure the man had never experienced before shot from the base of his cock directly into his balls and taint. He let out a shaky howl, his whole body tensing as the pleasure began to build to new levels. He pushed his hips forward to try and increase the sensation on his knot but the cock lodged in his ass didn't give much wiggle room. Each small movement the human made ground the beast's rocket into his prostate, only driving the pleasure higher. The werewolf gave his furred neck a few tender licks.

The human rolled his hips. His maw was open and panting, his whole body vibrated.

Corked pressure released like a spring snapping. The man's knot expanded to its maximum in the werewolf's grasp, and the canine behind him pressed its hips forward hard. The tip of the canine's cock pressed right against the man's flexing prostate, it was the icing on the cake for his first werewolf orgasm. His balls drew up and the tension released. Thick syrupy strands blasted out of the man's canine cock, one after another, painting his chest and the blanket below. Never before had he felt such intensity and volume. The human's body shook and spasmed, spunk continuing to shoot out in thick ropes. He jackhammered back and forth on the cock lodged in his ass, the werewolf's paw holding firm and gripping tightly on his newly formed knot.

The human could feel his bestial orgasm plateau. He inhaled sharply and let out another shaky howl, the werewolf behind him joining in. The eerie harmony the pair produced echoed in the air.

The man felt his first werewolf orgasm subside, but an intense pleasure remained. He could feel himself still shooting his load, but noticed it thinned and was squirting more easily. His knot was held firmly by the canine's paw, noticing it gave a squeeze every now and again.

Grinding of the human's hips slowed, then stopped. Each pump of jizz accompanied a tight flex of his tailhole around the werewolf's knot, causing the beast to shudder. He felt the canine's hot load pooling inside his rectum, the lewd heat warming his soul. The sloppy wet feeling of the canine's cock continuously spurting its clear liquid made the human blush under his fur.

The canine pair sat panting. The werewolf shifted its weight to the right, giving a small tug on the human's hips. Getting the message they both lowered to the blanket and lay spooning. The beasts cock lodged under the man's tail was still spurting, but the time between flexes increased. The werewolf still had a paw around the human's knot. Each time it gripped, his cock stiffened and another jet of watery spunk added to the puddle of semen in front of him.

The werewolf laid its head on the man's shoulder then yawned showing off its impressive teeth. It slowly loosened its grip on the human's firm knot, then let it drop from its paw. The man's red rocket landed in his spunk with a plop and the canine's arm moved up his chest. It embraced the man, pulling his new werewolf form tighter against its own slightly bigger frame.

The man was exhausted and his whole body was beginning to ache. The burning he felt in his loins before seemed to be satiated for now, and his cock spritzed less and less with each deep breath in.

Sleep began to tug at his consciousness and his eyelids weighed like sandbags. The world under the dim light cast by the full moon was still fast asleep and the air was still. The human fell asleep in the werewolf's grasp, with the beast's knot still plugged under his tail, focusing on the feeling of another heartbeat against his back.

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