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Life in the Windspear Moors was hard, of that there was no doubt. Its rocky ground was little use for crops, making even the most humble vegetable patch an unforgiving challenge. The highlands were cool in summer, and buried under wet, heavy snow all winter long. Scrub grass made for decent grazing, though, so it was wool and mutton all day every day. It was a life. Herds multiplied, nobody starved, and the tall mountains kept the worst beasts away. Their village was prosperous after a fashion, but it was not an easy life. Never easy. Being just a tiny bit too young the last time army recruiters came, Kaiden was one of the very few able bodied men in town. It was hard work. Many tasks called for a man's strength and there were few enough of those to go around, but his situation did come with a few notable perks. One of which happened to approach just as he was halfway through splitting firewood for the coming winter. "Got a moment to yourself?" she aksed with a twinkle in her eye and a sway to her hips. Kaiden laughed, and with an easy swing left the axehead buried in the stump. He straighted to wipe the sweat from his brow, but made no move to replace his missing shirt. "Good to see you Rose, but weren't you supposed to be pickling beets for Widow Olsen?" Rose answered with her lips against his, and with the press of her soft body. Axe forgotten, his hands took to the task of unlacing her dress. "If anyone asks," she breathed as their kiss broke. "That's exactly where I am." "I really shouldn't," he said reluctantly. "Mr Vintner asked me to swing by just as soon as the splitting was done. Sounded mighty important." "Then we'd better make this quick," she laughed, shucking off the rest of her clothing and bearing him to the ground. Four years older than him and with a body to shame a goddess, Kaiden should have been utterly beneath her notice. Had things been otherwise, she would have been long married now, likely with children of her own on the way. These were far from normal times, however. Sure, she could have had an easier life if she'd taken up with one of the grey bearded widowers who had propositioned her. Even the old mayor of Bywater Keep - the closest thing they had to a nobleman - had talked about taking her as a third wife. Rose was something of a free spirit and a romantic, however, and not one to be tied down by a husband thrice her age. She wanted youth and excitement, and wasn't willing to settle. As there were no men her own age to savor, the young man she had so laughingly called "runt" just years ago became the prime target for her affections. A role that he was all too willing to play. She rode him with wild abandon, wide hips swaying to a music only she could hear as her pussy milked his cock for all it was worth. Rose touched herself, moaning softly as she became lost in her own little world of carnal bliss. Not every girl was as wildly forward as Rose, but somewhere along the line old inhibitions had eased. Those like her were free to express their affections in a way the community had frowned upon in older days. If anything, it had forced the more reserved girls outside their comfort zones, encouraging them to be a little more forward if they wanted to keep up with their wanton competition. Rose finished before him, as she so often did. In turn, Kaiden picked up his own pace, lifting up her lush body and rolling her until her back was against the soft dirt. He saw her about to cry out in pleasure, and covered her mouth in another kiss to muffle her screams of passion. However lax they had become, he did not want the village gossips to overhear. He pulled out just before he was done, spurting across her creamy skin before collapsing at her side in satiated satisfaction. For a brief moment, he pulled her closer, nuzzling against her neck as his arms wrapped around her soft body. In that moment, he almost felt that he could lie here beside her forever, but life was never that simple. "That was wonderful," he told her, planting another kiss against her neck. "But I really do have to go see Mr Vinter." She opened her mouth to speak, but he quieted her with another kiss. "Honestly, I'm late as it is," he said, "But we'll talk later, I promise." "You'd better," she told him. "I'm not done with you yet, Kaiden Mayfield." "Never," he told her as he hurried to get dressed, leaving her to take whatever meaning she wanted from his words. Rose had been hinting at marriage for a while now, most especially when they were lying together on the mattress (or the haystack, or meadow or flower bed). Kaiden had never quite been able to say no, Rose was a hell of a catch by anyone's standards, but he wasn't exactly in a hurry to say yes. People looked the other way at a youth's dalliances, especially in these circumstances, but a married man's affections were expected to be a great deal more constant. Much as he loved Rose, it was a hard thing to give up on Emmy or Trish or Daisy, to never hold Larkin's pillowy breasts in his hands or feel Harmony's tongue on his cock. The good times wouldn't last. He was the oldest of the youths, but not the only one. Give them time, and the others would catch up before long. Hard enough to split the town with his friend Hammond, but Timmony was coming of age soon and already the girls were noticing how broad his shoulders had grown. Would Rose become impatient if he kept on dithering? Dare he even risk it? Besides, the monster war must surely be coming to a close. At any time the menfolk could come marching triumphantly over the hill and back to their homes. Things were well enough when he was the only young man in town, but how would the boy who stayed behind compete with a bunch of war heroes? Better to be done with it and have Rose as his own forever. There were a lot worse fates than getting hitched to the most charming, beautiful girl in the valley. He resolved to propose soon. Just, not yet. Mr Vintner was leaning heavily on his crutch when Kaiden finally found him. Though far from an old man, he had been crippled years ago and thus left behind when the others marched out. He had trouble walking the ranges on a good day, and this was not a good day. "There have been signs-" he began before a spasm in his leg forced him to gasp, but the man refused to bend. In truth, he shouldn't have been standing, but stubborn pride refused any accommodation with his injury. "Please," Kaiden said. "Let me get you a chair." "Damn it boy, I don't need your help!" he started irritably, only to have his leg give out on him altogether. "Fine," he said. "Fine. Go get it then, damn this thing!" Most days, he was a nice enough man. Kind, thoughtful, and as keen eyed as anyone Kaiden had ever met. But when the weather turned and his injury flared up, the man's irritable streak came hurling towards the forefront. He'd been a soldier once, and proud. Had he been whole and healthy, it's likely that he would have captained the men they sent to the monster war, but his injury meant staying behind entirely. It had been yet another blow to his proud sensibilities. Even so, he was (just barely) self aware enough not to let pride interfere with his duty. Seated reluctantly in his rocking chair, the man was finally free to explain what had been troubling him. "There are signs," he explained again. "Animals missing, tracks and spoor along the forest. I've been tracking it for weeks, but with my leg as it is I just can't range far enough to find its den. I'd wait, if I could, but my boy Hammond's out in there the southern pastures without knowing there's anything amiss, and I'm getting worried about him." "Did you find out what it is?" Kaiden asked. There were any number of things that could startle a flock. A mountain lion, perhaps. They wandered close every now and again, tempted by easy prey, and were quite the pest for an unwary shepherd. "Aye, boy, I did," Vinter said, "A werewolf." "That can't be," Kaiden protested. "There haven't been werewolves this side of the mountain for over a hundred years. Granda said his own grandpappy killed the last one himself." "And skinned it real good, I've seen the pelt. But this one ain't from the north, it wandered up all the way from down south. Crown garrison's not even at a third of their strength. If a monster was savvy enough, then yes, they might just make it this far." "I- I'm not sure I'm ready for this." "Ready enough," Vinter said, which was as high praise as he'd ever handed out. For the past three years, Kaiden had trained with him in his brief moments of free time between chores and women. He'd learned all about the monster lore. How to track, and how to kill. Just in case the king's recruiters returned once again. He'd never thought to need the skills here, or to face them alone. "You don't need to kill it," Mr Vinter told him. "They're fierce creatures, aye, but very territorial. If you can find its den and poison it, then the creature will take fright. Won't be hurt none, but he'll be out of our hair well enough, and not likely to return a second time." "But-" "Speak to Elder Barrow," the man said, "and ask for his totem. It will protect you well enough, if you're careful." "Then I'll leave as soon as I'm able," Kaiden said. "Good, good. And please, do find Hammond. I know he's capable, but I am worried about him." "Don't worry," Kaiden assured him, "I'll keep an eye out." As a child, the deep woodlands had always been his own endless playground, but today the muted sunlight cast a sinister shade. These trees provided no safe haven for him, not when they sheltered a werewolf. The wolves were fearsome things. Bad enough that they were stronger than even the brawniest men, they were also fleet footed enough to chase down a horse at full gallop. Cursed as they were, the wolves lost no intelligence compared to the humans which had once spawned them. Were they not too territorial and quarrelsome to gather into armies, they might actually be as potent a threat as the southern trolls or goblins. The existence of wards, totems, and other magical protections also helped. There were tales of wolf mages, true, but those were little more than legends. They had no schools, no armies, and no way to pass down the arcane knowledge that might defeat those protections. Thanks to that, humankind was safe. As safe as one could be from such terrors. Safe enough that someone like Kaiden could venture out against a creature who could tear him limb from limb yet still hold confidence in his success. Still a far cry from harmless. He was two and a half days out before he found the first tracks. They were subtle and hard to read, but he was practiced enough to know them for what they were. Without the warning, he would have never recognized them as belonging to a werewolf, but their origin was clear enough once forewarned. More worrying was that there had been little sign of Hammond. The flock he had found early on the second day, but all signs of his friend were days old at best. Disturbing, to say the least. Hammond wasn't the sort to shirk his duties, and Kaiden couldn't help but wonder where he had gone. He feared the worst, but there was no sign of struggle. On the third day he found tracks leading deeper into the woods. The steps looked hurried, and he must have been spooked to abandon the flock, but still there was no sign of violence or injury. With luck, his friend had turned towards the village and was already safe at home. Either way, Kaiden's task was the same. It was another day before he found signs of the wolf's den, another night spent nestled in the branches of a tree hoping werewolves were poor climbers. The beast was denned somewhere along one of the unnamed mountain streams that fed into the Misty river. The moving water and rocky shore made it hard to discover the exact location. He had taken enough of the wolfsbane potion to foul the den beyond use, but not so much that he could afford to be careless. From time to time, he had the most uncomfortable feeling of being watched, but never was there any sign of pursuit. Kaiden clutched the amulet closer, but told himself that he was being foolish. Not until late afternoon did he finally make progress. He had just finished checking one of the caves behind a small waterfall when he heard a noise coming from the brush up past the riverbank. "Ham?" he whispered softly. "Is that you?" There was no response, and he felt foolish for asking. It had been the first words he had dared utter that entire day. Kaiden slipped up the bank, noiselessly brushing past the foliage. There was a soft, snorting huff just ahead, and Kaiden froze. In the stillness, the sound repeated. He knew he should turn back and continue his quest to find the den. There was nothing to be gained from confronting the dangerous beast, but he trusted his talisman and curiosity won over fear. He pushed aside the last leaves, and for the first time in his life he saw a werewolf. A GIRL werewolf, he immediately noticed. Even at first glance, there was absolutely no question about the creature's sex. Not when her legs were splayed lewdly in front of him, her fingers were working at her gaping slit. Not only female, Kaiden noticed, but beautifully so. He had never considered the creatures as anything other than hideous monsters, but his eyes showed that she was nothing of the kind. Her body was lean and lithe, with feminine curves displayed prominently, and even proudly. A fierce and muscular body, to be sure, but with a sense of dangerous beauty like nothing he had ever seen. The soft, black fur covering her body did absolutely nothing to hide her large, shapely breasts, and even her fur was surprisingly pretty. Kaiden leaned forward, not realizing what he was doing until the branch snapped under his weight and sent him sprawling to the ground in the middle of the clearing. Her head snapped towards him, and Kaiden thought he was done for, but the wolf girl didn't attack. If anything, she spread her hips further and bared her body to him. "So you're what everyone's been afraid of?" Kaiden said wondrously, starting to move closer. Fear was giving way to curiosity, and even a bit of desire. Inside his trousers, Kaiden felt himself stiffen. "You know, you're actually kinda cute." he told her, smiling disarmingly. The wolf girl whined in almost doglike fashion, but there was something deeply human in her bestial eyes, and the desire he saw in them was plenty familiar. "You want some help there?" he asked, taking another step closer. She growled, but the need in her body could not be denied. This was crazy, he knew, utterly and and completely insane. Still, she was desirable beyond any human girl he had ever seen, and how many people could say that they had bedded a werewolf? He stepped into arm's reach, but she flinched back from his touch, eyes fixed on the totem hanging from his neck. "Oh, right. I'll bet you don't like that, do you?" He reached for the neckstrap, only to realize how foolish he was being. "You're not going to eat me if I take this off, are you?" he asked, fingering the charm. This was a foolish and insane risk he was taking, and he knew it, but he wasn't thinking with his big head right at that moment. The wolf girl growled something, which sounded surprisingly like the word "No", though it was clear that her throat was not suited for human speech. She shook her head, whining with need. Staring at her sexy body all the while, he hurried to strip away the last of his clothing. "No," she growled again. "No, no." But despite her protests, her eyes were glued to his naked cock. She responded to him immediately, clutching Kaiden to her with hungry need as he buried himself in her ready pussy. The wolf girl's powerful legs had circled his waist, gripping him so tight that his hips hurt. It was strange, coupling with a woman that could easily overpower him at any second, but utterly exhilarating all the same. At any moment, she could have torn him apart with her jagged claws or ferocious teeth, but instead they made love beside the riverbank. The wolf girl needed him in a way that no girl ever had. Even eager Rose was made to look like a skittish prude in the face of the werewolf's animalistic hunger. Kaiden drove into her furiously, unleashing days worth of pent up tension as he took her with wild abandon. Still it took everything he had just to keep up with her. His mouth latched onto her breast, nibbling on her bare nipple while her tight opening milked his cock furiously. Her howl of pleasure made him all but jump out of his skin, but it was so wild and unrestrained as to nearly drive him mad. He let out a yell of his own, reveling in the freedom from restraint or propriety. He spent himself inside her hungry cunt, but she wasn't done with him yet. Not by a long shot. Her powerful arms gripped him tight, refusing to let go for even a single instant. The strength of a werewolf put his paltry human muscles to shame, and there was not a single thing he could have done to refuse her. Fortunately, he too was far from done. In practically no time at all, her spasming pussy had milked his cock back to full hardness. Round two was something more sedate, but only in the way that a thunderstorm is more sedate than a flash flood. It was still wild almost beyond belief, more intense than any coupling he had ever enjoyed save for their first. But just as he came close to finishing within her for the second time, the wolf girl froze. Kaiden paused, wondering if he had done something wrong. He was just about to ask when he realized that she was looking behind him. He turned, but it was too late. A lancing fire shot through his shoulder as a snarling weight descended upon him. It pressed down on him, growling ferociously at his ear a single clawed hand closed around his throat. Before he could even understand what was happening, Kaiden found himself flipped over, his wounded back pressed against the hard granite surface. Towering above him was a nightmarish monstrosity of fur and tooth and claw, slathering with rage as it pinned him down. "S-Sorry," Kaiden stammered, though it was getting hard to breath. "I didn't know that-" A snarling bark silenced him as the fanged maw snapped shut inches from his face. The hand closed tighter, and Kaiden's breath cut off completely. This is it, he thought, this is how I'm going to die. The totem sat uselessly just a few feet to his side, tantalizingly close but ever so slightly out of reach. Even if he had it, Kaiden found it impossible to imagine anything turning aside such a ferocious beast. Just as he thought the end had come, Kaiden was suddenly, unexpectedly saved by the she-wolf he had so recently lain with. Not through force of combat, for even her own overpowering strength seemed useless against this threatening monstrosity, but by distraction. She reached out, taking his jutting member into her clawed hands. That face which had so recently been thrown back in pleasure now leaned forward with hungry tenderness as she licked at the wolfman's shaft. The hand at Kaiden's throat loosened, then released entirely as he turned his attention on the eager she-beast. The wolfman growled, still savage but with a very different intonation than he had used moments earlier. He pounced on the wolf girl, driving her hard onto her back as he took his place between her legs. Nursing his injured throat, Kaiden couldn't help but watch in voyeuristic curiosity as the two frantic wolves coupled with one another. It was wild beyond belief, a frantic mess of fur and limbs as the two yelped and howled in raw carnality. Despite everything, Kaiden found himself growing aroused once more, and realized that he had been stroking himself as he watched the two monsters mate. Shaking his head, he came to his senses once more. This was his best, and perhaps only chance to escape. He looked down, seeking totem and sword, but both had fallen to the rocks just below the rutting werewolves. He could reach them, maybe, but only at the cost of approaching that ferocious beast once more without even the slightest shred of protection. Once had been enough. He ran. Kaiden sprinted through the forest without thought for stealth or safety. If the monster had wanted, it could have found and run him down in an instant. All he could do was hope that the wolf's mate could keep him occupied long enough to reach safety. His shoulder burnt where it had been bitten, with lines of fire flushing down his chest and back. That was a bad sign. It spoke to poison or infection, a wound from which he would never recover. He ran nonetheless, one footstep after another for hours at a time until his feet ached and his breath caught in his throat. The fire had spread. It burnt his chest, and his face, but most especially his groin. Where he had so recently felt such overwhelming pleasure, there was now only pain as his aching parts burned with a raging fury. His penis was no longer even close to hard. If anything, it was withdrawn and shriveled, even as his chest grew aching and swollen. The flesh felt strangely soft and pliant when his hands rubbed, but massaging his chest made the pain go away, so he continued despite how it made him feel. When he could not jog, he walked, and when even that failed, he found himself resting against the soft back of a half rotten log. His chest felt exceedingly odd now, so swollen that he had to cup his hands to continue massaging it. He did want to continue, though. It felt far too good to stop, all sensitive and stimulating in a way that he could barely understand. There was a fire still between his legs, but no longer in any painful way. He reached to stroke himself, but had trouble getting a good grip. Dazed and feverish, he found that it was still pleasant if he simply rubbed himself. Very pleasant, in fact. It felt even better normal, just to rub and touch himself. Especially when his other hand continued to massage his chest. That night passed in a hazy mix of fear and masturbation, with sleep coming in uneasy, restless batches. Kaiden awoke to the sensation of his fingers probing a soft, wet opening. That much was unexpected, but at least was something familiar. The other half of that sensation was harder to place, but far more shocking when he did. It took Kaiden several moments to understand that what he felt was his own probing digit moving around inside. She gasped, pulling her hand away in denial, but the truth was plain to see. Her proud cock had crowed its last, and somewhere in the night had been exchanged with a very feminine replacement. "What? Impossible," she tried to say, but found that words came thick and sluggish in his mouth. She felt for her jaw, and found something inhuman. Not a snout, not quite yet, but something not far from it. Now Kaiden truly knew fear. There were tales of curses that could be transmitted directly from monster to human. Stories, mostly, and rare ones at that. Most monsters were unique, living only their own cursed lives until the day they died. Some few could breed true. Goblins and orcs, for example, or the cursed minotaurs that bred with human women and passed their curse upon male offspring. Most fearsome of all were these, the rarest of the rare. The ones who could fall in battle only to inflict their curse on the unwary souls that vanquished them. This werewolf, it seemed, was among them. I'm going to become a monster, Kaiden thought, I'm going to become a monster and there is nothing I can do about it. She knew where her duty lay. It was one of those things that had been drilled into her during her training. If something happened to steal away her humanity, then there was only one final service she could perform. Return home and offer her neck to the elders' axe. One last way to help her people and assert her humanity before it was lost forever. Yet in the end, Kaiden wanted to live. That this was a duty she could not bring herself to perform. Home was less than a day's run away, but now Kaiden turned her back on it. "I can never go home again," she said, though the words were increasingly hard to form. That, more than anything, was hard for her to swallow. More than losing her humanity or becoming female, the loss of her home hurt her. It was painful to be alone. The though of a lifetime of solitude racked her again with sobs, but what other option did she have? If she returned to her people, they would kill her. Kaiden ran through the forest once more without any destination in mind. It was an easy lope, without hurry or purpose, running just for the sake of motion. The forest came alive for her that morning, filled with all manner of amazing scents and sounds that were like nothing he had ever experienced before. She paused at noontime to lap water from a stream, but her grumbling stomach served as a reminder that she had not eaten since yesterday. That proved easy enough to manage. Her keen nose found it easy to track down a teeming gathering of fat, wooly creatures for her to feast on. They cried out and tried to flee, but she proved faster by far and before long was sating her hunger on the warm flesh of their slowest member. Hunger quenched, Kaiden became aware that her body was inhabited by other needs, no less base than her craving for flesh. In the field where she had taken down the wooly herd animal, she laid her body down and sought to sate those other needs. The touch of her probing finger as it worked past her unfamiliar slit was a strange one, but unquestionably pleasant. Her body responded in a way that her male, human form never had, evoking passions of a sort that man was never meant to know. The summer sun was beginning to lower when she had finished. Her needs were not fully sated, there was still a deep buried yearning between her legs that had not yet been filled, but it was enough. Enough for her to move on. Again, Kaiden moved without knowing why, savoring the sense of freedom that came with her new form. Her every motion was pure joy, overcome by the power and ease of her strides. Kaiden felt alive in a way she had never known. Full of power and energy that came from knowing that she was a force beyond anything she had ever seen. The more she traveled the more purposeful her strides became. There was a new scent in the air, a familiar one that spoke of home, even though she had never smelled it before in her life. It became stronger as she followed the river, calling to her more and more desperately until she broke into a brisk run. Then she came to the end, and found what she had been seeking without ever knowing why. She found Him. A moment earlier Kaiden had been full of power and savage danger. But as she looked upon him, new feelings coursed through her. Feelings of submission, of meek surrender to a superior being. He was strong, and he was ferocious. Every fiber of her being shied away from the merest thought of challenge. Not to him. He was in charge, he was everything. He was.... Alpha. The wolfman barked something out, and she turned to her knees, presenting her naked pussy to his gaze. A hand clutched at her throat, no more gently than it had earlier, but her new body reacted far more needfully to it. He growled, nipping where her shoulder joined neck, and she finally understood. The Alpha had not been attacking when they first met. He had been Claiming. Powerful hands grasped at her limbs, pushing her to the forest floor and holding her there helplessly as he prepared to claim her for his own. Kaiden whined with lust, pressing her needy hips backwards into him. Every fiber of her being was calling out to be touched and used, and all her will was consumed by an unending need to slake her lust. But there was nothing she could do about it, he had overpowered her completely. He would take her when He wanted, and not a moment before. She was utterly and completely helpless, and that realization only excited her further. Kaiden howled as the Alpha finally entered her, calling out in joy and completion as she learned what it was to be penetrated. A part of her that was still self aware remembered the she-wolf's howl only a day before, but by now she was too far gone to be anything but excited at the thought. Being bred by the Alpha as his mate was sheer bliss, and she could scarcely comprehend desiring anything else. As his rigid cock pistoned in and out of her, Kaiden's world reduced to a narrow sphere of carnal need. New ideas coursed through her head, thoughts of dens and matings and swollen bellies. Images of holding fast to his werewolf cubs as they suckled hungrily from her teat, of taking her place in this wonderful new pack of his. Kaiden knew then that she was nothing more than his mewling, submissive she-creature. Hungrily subsumed by his every whim. He dominated her in every way, claiming mind and soul even as he had his way with her body. With a final, unison call, he sent his seed flooding into her ready womb. As she climaxed from their impassioned mating, all she could hope was that his seed had planted itself fully. He rose, extending his hand in a surprisingly humanlike gesture. Kaiden took it, touched by an intense sense of connection as their hands met. Beside this, her fleeting village trysts had been wan and emotionless affairs. This creature was Alpha, he was Mate, and she knew then that she would love him forever. Something resembling human awareness returned as he led her back to his den- no, to Their den. Yet there was little about it that was human. She was not human, and never would be again. She was better than human. She was Wolf, she was Pack. Her other packsister was already at the den when they arrived, and greeted the pair warmly. She let off a short series of grunts and growls, and although Kaiden's mind was not quite fully changed, she at last had a sense of their meaning. The packsister spoke of welcome, and of greeting. She spoke as one who reacquaints herself after a long absence. As one who was both former and current Pack. Kaiden was confused, and let out a questioning whine. It took time and fumbling explanation before Kaiden at last understood the truth. That the packsister he had fucked as a man had once been his good friend Hammond, changed by their Alpha as he had been. They stayed up late into the night, alternately talking and mating as Kaiden came to understand her packmates more and more. She understood the terrible loneliness of the runaway Alpha, of how his desperate flight had forced him into human lands despite the danger. There was danger there, terrible danger, but also opportunity. A way to spread his blessing, and grow his lost pack. For two weeks they rested, growing full on the pack animals while the helpless humans cowered behind closed walls. They dared not stay forever. Winter approached, with its aching cold and lack of game. More humans would come too. Ones with biting steel and crashing spells. They must make the dangerous mountain crossing before winter closed off the passes for good. Alpha did not know the hidden passes that led beyond the mountains, but she and packsister did. Together they would escape the grasping clutches of humanity and lead their new family into the lush wild lands beyond. Packsister's belly was just barely starting to swell as they ascended the first rise. She touched her own flat stomach, knowing that soon it too would grow full with her Alpha's cubs. By the end of spring she would be safe in her den nursing a litter of her own. The pack would grow and prosper in their new land. Kaiden nuzzled her mate with a gentle sigh of contentment, then loped up the first trail towards their new home. He followed after, and all was well in the world.

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Tamina the thick goblin seductress Finding a playmate for the alpha wolf

Tamani woke up slowly and comfortably. She smacked her puffy lips together, gazing around to see the sleeping bodies of various creatures and monsters. The air was warm so her green skin was glistening with sweat, no wonder she couldn’t keep herself from rubbing up against a passed out satyr. Her pixie style charcoal hair had line of pink hair, which looked cute against the tan fur of the sleeping satyr’s stomach. Tami played with his limp dick, trying to wake it up in any way possible....

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The Curious Usage Of Miss Wolf

Mitzi has started pimping me out to ‘solve people’s problems’.“You’re like Ms Wolf from that film,” she coos over the phone one afternoon in September when the weather can’t be arsed being anything at all and has settled on a humid drab grey like the soul of a hate-filled stockbroker.I allow one of those pauses that enable me to work out what the hell she’s on about. Then I get it.“From Pulp Fiction?”“Yes!”“That’s very cultured of you, Mitzi. Have you been unwell?”“A blemish last Wednesday that...

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Rose Red and the Great Wolf

Once upon a time, in the days before The War of Roses, there dwelt in a small hamlet of simple farm folk and sundry tradesmen just nigh of the great forest of the north, a very beautiful and charming maiden of eighteen summers. Fair of skin, buxom of form, and blessed with self-bounty, this sweet maiden’s name was Rose. The youngest daughter of a miller, she lived in peace and grace, cherished by her family and her neighbors as a vigorous soul and loyal friend. She was fondly dubbed by those in...

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My Short Story of a Erotic Fantasy About a Femboy and a Wolf

Its the weekend last days of the summer Its the early morning the ground still moist from a cold night at a campground by a beautiful crescent lake. The unzipping of the little blue tent, out comes A femboy with soft pretty lips and a round little butt. Dressed in nothing but a baby doll T and soft silk panties A cup of hot coffee and a early morning walk down the trail to wake up and stretch those muscles, A few moments have past as the she stops in At a spring for a quick dip. looking...

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The Girl Who Cried Wolf

The moon was full. The moors were empty. Inside the 'Rick and the Baker' pub, villagers milled about nervously, listening to the feral howls that sliced through the fog like razor-sharp talons. Even the most macho Irishman seemed jittery, even frightened by the never-ending din surrounding the rural countryside. So jittery in fact with each blood-chilling bay, darts were thrown errantly in seemingly every direction but toward the target. So many innocent bystanders were struck by mis-thrown...

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SheWolf

by Phoebe Magus The great town hall was ablaze with the firelight of lamps, and boisterous with laughter and talk of the townspeople. None were resting or idle, except for the elderly who sat in corners talking about the good old times. Grandmamma was hugging my sl**ping baby b*****r, while my old aunt, whose arthritic hand awkwardly groped over her knitting, was humming a sweet tune. The early evening was closing in and the moon was mounting, the farm labourers came from their outdoor chores...

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St Valentine Defeats the Wolf

It’s the year 432 AD in Rome. The pagan ways are dying out as the ascendant Christian beliefs consume the empire. After the emperor co-opted Christianity to his own ends and the leaders of the religion started taking the the pagan celebrations and labelling them Christian the followers of the old ways started fading away. Rome itself, the eternal city, was dying. Most of the old temples were either destroyed for their stone or taken and labelled with Christian names. But one pagan group still...

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Snow Wolf

You have been standing at the window for what must be hours. Your mind can’t grasp exactly why, but something ‘out there’ is calling to you. You stand silently watching, waiting, for what or whom, you have no idea. Mesmerized by the flurries of snow that float upon the cold evening breeze, you feel a slight shiver traverse up your spine and your curious mind wonders why, for it is warm and cozy in the cabin in which you stand. Built long ago, in the days when the wasichu were trying to wrest...

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Interview With The Tentacle Demon Chapter 14 Wolf

The phone woke her up. Claire sighed, another night of sleep cut short. She picked up the receiver and put it to her ear. "Hello." "Dr. Thompson, it’s Colonel Jeffers. We've got an inbound lycanthrope for you." "Oh really? Haven't seen one of those in a while," Claire said. "Okay, I'll meet you there." Of course real werewolves bear little resemblance to the popular Hollywoodized version of the lore (and vampire lore was even more inaccurate). The cryptid shape-shifting gene...

3 years ago
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The Wolf

You see i'm a Lycanthrop or as we are usually called a werewolf. Now I wasn't born like this, nor did I want it. You see about ten years ago I was walking home when I saw this dog (or what I thought was a dog) get hit by a truck and being a dog lover I had to go see if I could help. When i got closer I saw it was a large wolf, it looked dead so I reached out to check if it was breathing when the damn thing bit me and ran off. I thought nothing of it, I just went home and bandaged my hand....

3 years ago
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A Lady And Her Wolf

As the lady walked into the room, she saw the sexy Wolf there, she smiled softly to him, walked over to where he sat, looking down into his hazel eyes, she softly traces his jaw line with the back of her hand. Bending down she continues to gaze into his eyes as she leans down further, her soft lips softly touching his, gently she parts his lips with her gentle tongue, she softly moans as she taste him, knowing what she has in store for this untamed wolf, knowing that the pleasures there are to...

3 years ago
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The Mark Of The Wolf

THE MARK OF THE WOLF By Raven Dale thought it was a good idea to get away for a vacation on his own. After leafing through many travel brochures, and listening to hundreds of suggestions from his friends, he had decided to take a trip to Scotland. He heard that it was really beautiful there, and besides, they spoke English. It was a form of English anyway! Early on, he narrowed his choices to Australia, South Africa, New Zealand, Ireland, England, or Scotland. They...

4 years ago
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Red Riding Hood And Big Bad Wolf

She was born Shyla Hood. Yet everyone in her neighbor knew her simply as Red. Called by this name not because of the color of her hair, but the fact that she always wore red. Shyla used to be called " little red" by her family and friends when she was younger. But she was all grown up now. Boy, was she ever. Shyla had developed a drop dead gorgeous figure by the time she was 18. Now 21, she had become a sexual dynamo. She had long dark hair, a 36c chest, an ass so perfect it begged to be...

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MAU Slayers Big Bad Wolf

Previously on MAU - Slayers... Buffy and Faith were dealt a major blow when their families became the target of Angel and Spike. Not having anywhere else they can go, both have been offered a chance to join the Agency. MAU - Slayers - Big Bad Wolf Faith woke up. She took a shower and got ready, the whole thing had become completely routine to her now. The Agency had given her an apartment since she was now an Agent. Buffy was across the hall from her. They had both been hired...

4 years ago
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Interview With the Tentacle DemonChapter 14 Wolf

The phone woke her up. Claire sighed, another night of sleep cut short. She picked up the receiver and put it to her ear. "Hello." "Dr. Thompson, it's Colonel Jeffers. We've got an inbound lycanthrope for you." "Oh really? Haven't seen one of those in a while," Claire said. "Okay, I'll meet you there." Of course real werewolves bear little resemblance to the popular Hollywoodized version of the lore (and vampire lore was even more inaccurate). The cryptid shape-shifting gene had...

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Whos Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf

       My skin’s been tingling for the last two blocks. I don’t see him yet, I never see him until he’s on me and then it’s too late. I take a different route every time, but he always finds me. I start at a noise behind me. I have to smile at my own foolishness. No human could lay a hand on me with my Alpha so near, and he never made a sound while he hunted.        At last I see him. He leans his long, powerful frame against the brick wall. His waist length dreds flow around him like living...

4 years ago
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Little Red Riding Hood Mr Wolfe

Red put on her red jacket, pulling the hood over her head, and walked onto the forest trail to bring a basket of jams to her grandmother. It was a beautiful day today, she could have gotten away without her jacket but it was her favourite and she took any opportunity to wear it. Kept warm by her jacket she took the liberty of wearing a shorter flouncy black skirt, a pretty white blouse, and some knee high boots, stylish but still comfortable for her long walk. She liked the way she looked. It...

2 years ago
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Daniel Wolf

All my life I had been a hunter and fisherman but the past few years I had not been able to pursue my past times. Now that I am almost alone, who knows I am seventy years old. I have had a full life but now...I have buried my Wife and my son and his wife and son. They were on the way home from my Grandson's football game when a semi tried to dodge a deer and hit them head on. The only survivor was the truckers wife who was asleep in the sleeper. My family never knew what hit them. Only my...

2 years ago
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Red Riding Hood And Big Bad Wolf

She was born Shyla Hood. Yet everyone in her neighbor knew her simply as Red. Called by this name not because of the color of her hair, but the fact that she always wore red. Shyla used to be called ‘ little red’ by her family and friends when she was younger. But she was all grown up now. Boy, was she ever. Shyla had developed a drop dead gorgeous figure by the time she was 18. Now 21, she had become a sexual dynamo. She had long dark hair, a 36c chest, an ass so perfect it begged to be...

4 years ago
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The Lone Wolf

All of the usual disclaimers apply. This story is entirely fictional. This story contains depictions of young boys engaging in sexual acts, if you are offended or do not enjoy this subject do not read. This story contains characters and places from A Game of Thrones from the series A Song of Ice and Fire written by George RR Martin. All places and characters contained therein are his work and belong to him. Please do not publish this story anywhere without asking me first by emailing me at...

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Meeting The Wolf

I took a deep breath and once again flattened the nonexistent wrinkles of my little red hood costume. I know it’s an awful cliché to wear a little red hood costume when I’m trying to meet The Wolf, but, hey, a girl has to use all the weapons she has, right? And somehow it seemed appropriate. “Ready?” Laura asked me, giving me an encouraging smile. “As ready as I’ll ever be!” We were about to enter the local dungeon, where they were holding a special munch. People were asked to attend...

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The Crow The Ravenous Wolf

DISCLAIMER: The stories in the ‘Celebrity’ section of Literotica are all fictional parodies – none are true, nor are they approved of by the celebrities named in the stories. Authors write these fictitious stories about famous people for the same reason that Larry Flynt made fun of Jerry Falwell, because they can. The Supreme Court of the United States, the country where this site is located, has ruled that parodies involving famous people are perfectly and totally legal under the United...

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Andersonville 9 Never cry wolf

Andersonville 9 - Never cry wolf by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Gwendolyn Ann Smith for her, "Remembering our dead". It's a place dedicated to our TG brothers and sisters who were murdered at the hands of others due to hate and intolerance. On the average, one (1) TG person is murdered each month. Would you take a moment to visit the site, bow your head, say a prayer for our fallen brothers and sisters, and remember what we are fighting for - the right to be treated as any...

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Loving My Wolf

I grunted and caught myself as he pushed me down. The soil felt cold beneath my palms as I tried to push up. I felt his weight press against my back and smiled slightly. His scent mixed with the fresh earth was intoxication at its best. “Stay down love,” he murmured into my ear. I nodded and felt his hands creep up my shirt. My mouth fell open, letting a soft moan trail. His callous grated softly against my skin and I arched my back instinctively, moving his hands back down. “Little witch,” he...

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A Genny Story Cry Wolf

  I am GennyThe first winter that Melly and I lived together was a real getting toknow you period. We were setting boundaries and then seeing how far wecould go until new boundaries had to be set. I think I was morecomfortable with my submissive side than Melly was with being a domn. But her evil mind was catching up fast. Once I decide that I love someone there is almost nothing I wouldn't dofor that person. I can't think of a sexual demand she could put on me thatI would not gladly try. It is...

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The Story of Rudina the Hunter Wolf

The Story of Rudina the Hunter Wolf A magical tale set in the Etz Chaim universe A message from the author. Words of warning: Because I'm a nerd: I like to world build I write for my own amusement: I will not apologize for not being PC to Tumblr definitions of what I am, or how I should act: I am a 45+ Transgender Woman: I am way past caring about other people's opinions of me. I am a USMC Veteran: I love firearms, I understand discipline (Not the BDSM stuff) and...

3 years ago
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Oh Wolfie Oh Wolfie

The doorbell rang at 2am. It was a total WTF moment for a lot of reasons. First off, nothing good ever happens at 2am in the morning – nothing that calls you or rings the doorbell, at least. Those are always conversations that started with "I'm sorry to tell you, but..." which I did not want to hear at all. My parents were out of town for the weekend and my kid sister was staying overnight with her BFF. Everyone was due back home by breakfast tomorrow morning. The one time I actually had...

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The Elf Ranger and the Wolf

Eshenesra’s long ears twitched as she grew close to the village, she could hear the sounds of merriment coming from the center of town. The faint sound of raucous laughter and a bawdy tune. As she drew closer to the sounds, she began to discern more of the song being played and felt a blush rise to her cheeks, humans certainly did have interesting imaginations, this particular song being a tale of a foolish warlock apprentice who summoned a succubus without taking the proper care to guard...

4 years ago
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Fucked by a wolf

She was still in the hospital, recovering from her injuries. It had been three days before she could tell the story to the hospital psychologist. The police had questioned her and that is what led Pamela to the appointment with the psychologist, Doctor Mannix. She felt funny lying on the couch, just like in the movies, with the doctor sitting in a chair near her, typing away in his tablet as she told the story. Pamela worked late that fateful night, having to finish up the inventory before...

4 years ago
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Me Our Dog and the Big Bad Wolf

My name is Hannah. I'm 16. I live with my father. My mother died when I was little. I have had intercourse a few times. I'm nervous about getting pregnant, getting diseases, getting a bad rep at school. So I get pretty horny sometimes. When I was little, we had dogs, and sometimes I let them lick my little pussy. It wasn't exactly a sexual feeling. It was exciting. It made me giggly. We hadn't had a dog for quite a while. A few months ago, we got a lab - Rex. One night, I...

3 years ago
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Sifr the White Wolf

You are the white wolf Sifr of Stonetalon. Six feet long (not measuring your tail) and two and a half feet tall, no other predators dare challenge a beast such as you. Legend amongst the few native denizens still remaining in the area. Stories tell of your uncanny intelligence and voracious appetite, a reputation you’ve carefully nurtured over the course of decades. You are the last of your kind, the rest of the semi-divine wolves, your kin, have been hunted to extinction by Tauren and...

Fantasy
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A failed rescue through a hungry wolf

The following was intiially an RP between Ueteru (one of my characters) and Amelia Crownguard. The threads I add to this story (unless where noted) will be from the original writing of the RP and will be the main pathway for it. But of course, however, others are more than welcome to add alternative pathways / choices to it, too! (Just follow the criteria; ,That is, being anything as long as it doesn't involve ageplay (for the characters' sake, please)) Also, for the original pathway, posts of...

Fantasy
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The Fox and the Wolf

Author’s note: all characters portrayed inthis story are eighteen or older. Feedback is welcomed, desired and appreciated. Just don’t hurt my feelings! The classroom was a mess, people separated in loud companies, guys throwing paper airplanes, gals talking loudly about their nails or hair and others sitting quietly, waiting patiently by the seats they had chosen for the rest of the school year. It was raining heavily outside, so what little time the class had before the lessons started, they...

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Once A Wolf

Once A Wolf ©2004 by Cherysse St. Claire "But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same; And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail, The female of the species must be deadlier than the male." - Rudyard Kipling Mikey Blair had to pee. He had been putting it off for the past twenty minutes, not wanting to get out of his snug, warm bunk. It was cold out there in comparison. He...

2 years ago
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Shewolf

she was about 21 years old, cute and naive. She had pale porcelain skin, with fiery red hair that ran to her lower back in a shock of waves, large d cups, small waist, and full hips. I was studying her while sipping my cosmo. I wondered why she was at a club in this part of town, she seemed to be out of her element. I noticed how the "wolves" were circling her. One guy caught her hand as she was trying to gather herself and whispered something in her ear, she giggle and hobbled behind him...

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The Lion and the Wolf

Summer’s dying embers had given their last and been replaced by a September mist that painted the landscape with a layer of frost. Maybe a return to school, to normality, would be my salvation. These were the thoughts that came, formed and then vanished like the blue wisps of breath escaping my lips in the chill autumn air, as I saw the lights of the school bus approaching. Guilt, however, is a cruel companion and, even as I boarded my ride to school, I could not hold back the visions of what...

First Time
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Code Name Wolf

The heavy snowfall was a double-edged sword. The snowfall masked the sounds of their footsteps as they neared the cave but it also covered up any tracks that might have given them a clue about how many were inside, how much opposition they faced. It was exceedingly rare for the enemy they were after to have confederates, but not totally unheard of. An unexpected problem was the patchy cloud cover, especially considering how hard it was snowing. The full moon was peeking through and the glare...

4 years ago
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a night in the woods with wolfs

The forest was dark and creepy too. The sun was nearly gone, staining the milky blue sky with swaths of pumpkin orange. Kyra felt pinecones crunch under her feet, the last rays of the sun stung her eyes. Was this the right way she asked herself? Alexis had clearly gave directions to the secret sleepover in a text: take 1st walking trail S of gas stat and follow path until you cum to lake & take trail up the hill to Sexy Secret Sleepover the cottage. Kyra stood still in the middle...

3 years ago
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Night of the Werewolf

Night of the WerewolfThis I my first attempt at Fantasy Porn… I hope my consistent readers will enjoy it. The Moon will be Full on Oct. 13, 2019, so perfect for my Halloween Story. If you think I should try more fantasy writing let me know with a Comment. Also, a Warning… this story will consist of B(e)stiality and Inc(e)st.Night of the WerewolfStalking the girl….Long ago, in a faraway land, there was the small fortress town of Sunder, on the edge on Wat’s Wood, and within the vast woods, lived...

2 years ago
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The Werewolf

Jess-Belle opened the door, something she'd never dared do on a night like this. It was easier than she expected, but a knot of fear still drew tight in her stomach.The little clock on the mantle chimed midnight. Moonlight filtered through the stirring pines. It a nice night, but no one in their right mind would be out. No one but Jess-Belle, and even she hesitated before stepping over the threshold. The door shut behind her very quietly.A dirt path led from the little cottage to the main trail...

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Annie and the wolf

I ended up in the care of my grandmother, a women pushing 90, she did her best to raise me and I didn't ask much, so when it came to clothes, I got simple, bulky and somewhat dumpy plain dresses. The bulky dresses did afford me one advantage, hiding my body. I was never proud of how I progress physically faster than girls my age, I was 13 and already a size 32E breasts, having to wear an ugly off-white bra, but again, it's all my grandmother could afford. At age 10 my breasts budded, by...

3 years ago
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Lone Wolf

I looked out the window of the little coffee shop and thought, man, days just don’t get any better than this. It was mid September, the sun was out and the leaves were just starting to turn. Today was a gift from God, to bikers. I admired my bike parked just outside the shop window, red, white and black, it was a hot looking bike, and man, it was fast as hell. I was gonna meet up with some of my buddies and we were taking a tour. Seven or eight bikes, the open road and the sweet sound of high...

3 years ago
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A Genny Story Cry Wolf

  I am Genny The first winter that Melly and I lived together was a real getting to know you period. We were setting boundaries and then seeing how far we could go until new boundaries had to be set. I think I was more comfortable with my submissive side than Melly was with being a domn. But her evil mind was catching up fast. Once I decide that I love someone there is almost nothing I wouldn’t do for that person. I can’t think of a sexual demand she could put on me that I would not gladly...

2 years ago
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The Lion and the Wolf

Summer’s dying embers had given their last and been replaced by a September mist that painted the landscape with a layer of frost. Maybe a return to school, to normality, would be my salvation. These were the thoughts that came, formed and then vanished like the blue wisps of breath escaping my lips in the chill autumn air, as I saw the lights of the school bus approaching. Guilt, however, is a cruel companion and, even as I boarded my ride to school, I could not hold back the visions of what...

2 years ago
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Loving My Wolf

I grunted and caught myself as he pushed me down. The soil felt cold beneath my palms as I tried to push up. I felt his weight press against my back and smiled slightly. His scent mixed with the fresh earth was intoxication at its best. “Stay down love,” he murmured into my ear. I nodded and felt his hands creep up my shirt. My mouth fell open, letting a soft moan trail. His callous grated softly against my skin and I arched my back instinctively, moving his hands back down. “Little witch,”...

2 years ago
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Georgia Wolf

This story is purely based on a dream I had not too long ago about a friend of mine that I have transformed into a sexy story by request! (The original dream was rather un-sexy)… Again, names have been changed to protect all ‘innocent’ parties… It was a relatively warm summer evening and I was studying on my bed with the window open nearby and the breeze was billowing the curtains into my bedroom. My bedroom is rather large, I have a queen sized bed and my walls are a very pale green kind of...

2 years ago
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Rotkppchen und der bse Wolf

Es war ein schöner heller Morgen im Frühling, als Rotkäppchen sich auf den weg zu ihrer Großmutter machte. Ihrer Großmutter ging es nicht gut, hatte ihre Mutter ihr erzählt und so machte sich Rotkäppchen auf, um ihrer Großmutter einen Korb mit Kuchen und Wein zu bringen, damit bald sie wieder zu Kräften käme. Rotkäppchen war gerade achtzehn geworden und ein junges unverdorbenes und unerfahrenes Ding. Sie war einen Meter siebzig groß und hatte goldblondes Haar, feste Brüste, etwa zwei Hand voll...

3 years ago
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Bedtime Stories Wolf

On a wooded path, i approached a shirtless man.From behind, I could see the leather of his trousers, stretched taught across his hips, as he crouched, bent at the knees among ferns, just off the edge of the path. And there was an inviting gap at the waistband, just above his behind.Cautious, but unrelentingly aroused, I approached him as quietly as my bare feet could carry me over the dirt path... avoiding stones and sticks, in quick almost dance-like steps.As I drew closer, he slowed in his...

3 years ago
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Bedtime Stories Wolf

On a wooded path, i approached a shirtless man.From behind, I could see the leather of his trousers, stretched taught across his hips, as he crouched, bent at the knees among ferns, just off the edge of the path. And there was an inviting gap at the waistband, just above his behind.Cautious, but unrelentingly aroused, I approached him as quietly as my bare feet could carry me over the dirt path... avoiding stones and sticks, in quick almost dance-like steps.As I drew closer, he slowed in his...

2 years ago
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Georgia Wolf

This story is purely based on a dream I had not too long ago about a friend of mine that I have transformed into a sexy story by request! (The original dream was rather un-sexy)... Again, names have been changed to protect all ‘innocent’ parties...It was a relatively warm summer evening and I was studying on my bed with the window open nearby and the breeze was billowing the curtains into my bedroom. My bedroom is rather large, I have a queen sized bed and my walls are a very pale green kind of...

Supernatural
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Red and the Wolf

"Danny, wait, I'm coming! Wait for me!" I heard my little sister squeal loudly in excitement as she burst out the front door. She leaped off the front stoop and landed running, dashing as fast as she could across the front yard in my direction. "Sorry Sammie, but you were taking so long that I thought that you just didn't want to go trick-or-treating this year." I said solemnly, my face betraying nothing. "I would just have to keep all that candy for myself." I added in mock...

4 years ago
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The Girl Who Cried Wolf

When Luke opened the door, Connor looked surprised to see him. He confirmed this impression by trying to look around him to see if anyone else was home. Somewhat sheepishly, he grinned, "Hey, Luke. We were looking for your boy." Luke frowned at Connor. The man wasn't the sort he wanted his son associating with. "What do you want Aaron for?" Connor looked around suspiciously, "Come out to the van. There's something I want you to see." Looking back on the moment, Luke liked to...

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