"Next" (Unbirth and wombsorb the Nurse)

"Next". One word howled, and your gripped your clawed hands at the nurses head.

Forcing her to face not your erect cock but your drooling pussy. The tears dripping from her eyes making your lower wolven maw widen, hungry for something to feed on.

"Don't do this John!" She cried out, as you thrusted the crown of her head into your gaping pussy. That sucked, swallowed and chewed at your latest meal as she sunk into your uterine stomach.

The most arousing part, you thought as you started to jerk off your male member, was how she tasted so delicious, slipping inside you. As you felt your instincts howl with delight, as they set to work absorbing the intelligent Nurse head first. Her emotions and memories of caring in the medical sector coursing through your mind, before it was buried by your instinctual hunger.

A hunger that crushed what vestige of Lyla was left, as you felt pleasure course through your veins. You felt waves of heat roll through your loins, as you widened your transformed maw that felt more wolven by the minute.

"AWOOOO!" And just like that, you came. Just as your womb slurped the wriggling legs of that delicious snack, up your snatch in record time.

You almost blanked out, as your pupil's diluted, the screaming roaring in your mind. And the horror as your assimilated instincts chewed and broke what consciousness that nurse had. Until all that was left, was the beast.

Content, as your pussy purred out in delight. A wolven tongue drooling at your still twitching balls as you felt your vaginal loins lick their chops. Just as you felt that beast wrap around your veins, on how you feel more powerful, predatory. Ripe to turn this whole place into your hunting grounds.

Still, even as your feminine sex *howled* in delight. You thought back on the vague memories the Nurse had, of the apex predators likely to knock at your doorstep. Especially once they realise she isn't going to be respawning anytime soon.

"... Fuck, me. I'm actually enjoying this." You said to yourself. Tail swirling in delight as you felt like you just lost a part of your humanity to your predatory instinct.

An instinct, that has gone from assimilating a werewolves beast. To transform your body to be more feral, than Lyla ever was outside of a full moon.