"There's a full moon out!"

The halls are empty and the lights are out since it's well past curfew, but there is an eerie glow through the windows. At first you are just grateful for the light as you make your way through the labyrinththine halls hoping to find a way out. It occurs to you that you haven't been outside the dorms and classes that are connected by these endless halls. You wonder where you will be escaping to, if you manage to get out undetected.

You take a look out the window to get your bearings, what you can see of the building looks to have incongruous, snake-like angles. Beyond that you see green grass, though it might be astroturf...a wall of trees you can't see no matter how hard you squint...and above it...a full moon hanging high in the sky!

Suddenly you realize what Larry was hiding under his uniform. You realize why you couldn't be satisfied with just any cock. You peek inside you pants fearfully, and as you feared, a brand appears...a pentagram with a cursive "L.T." in the center. He's a werewolf! And he's branded you as his bitch and sent you into heat! And now that you absorbed enough cum to open a fertility clinic, you actually have a womb! You have to get out of here, wherever HERE is before Larry catches your scent.

You run down the halls, taking a left and hoping it eventually leads to an exit. You hear a heart stopping "HooOoOOOOWL!" that sends you running the opposite way as fast as your lithe little legs will carry you. You race down the halls as fast as you can, not daring to look back as you hear, hoarse, hungry panting...telling yourself its your own baited breath.

"HooOOoOOOOOOOWL!" That sure as fuck wasn't you! You turn tail again when you hear it echo in front and behind you "HooOoOOOOWL! HooOoOOOOWL" You see nowhere to go but up the stairs, the loud asshole in the movie theater in your head screaming that only soon to be dead idiots run upstairs in horror movies. Well, as long as your feet can move, you're running from those howls even if you have to climb down from the roof with your tongue.

That's it! You're a shapeshifter! You can just find a mirror and imagine yourself with a ten story tongue if you need to! All you have to do is..."HOOOOOOOWL! HOOOOOOOWL! HOOOOOOOWL!" Suddenly you are surrounded by hungry, hateful howls. You turn to the dorm directly behind you. You pound on the door, begging to be let in. You see the number as it opens B222, why does that sound so familiar?

Larry opens the door, "Hey, Samantha, you made it! But...you're late!" He pulls you inside with a low growl that makes your knees shake and your pussy quiver. "Neat trick with the HOOOOOWLS, huh?" He smiles, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. "I can throw my voice. Oh, and if you're planning on trying to lie to me, I know you didn't tell Jaime my name. That sissy incuboi has no idea where you are. No one does." He must be able to see by your scared, stupefied face that you have no idea how he knows so much about you. He points to his growing ears..."All the better to hear you with, remember?"

You see a row of fangs behind his grin. "Grrrr can't hold out much longer. This is the AWOOO one time we can't control the changgGRR! Our power...at it's GRR peak...best time to HOOOWL hunt...to BREED!" A set of bloody claws tear from inside his belly and spread his skin wide like a tent. He steps out, growing with every step until you're face to snout with a wolf twice your size.

"Beeeeend ooooover!" The words sound garbled on his canine tongue, but he still seems to have all his wits about him. Not that it would matter, you have no where to run, no plan that could possibly defeat him. You only have one choice, the only one you ever truly had...fuck.

You turn and get on all fours beneath him, fumbling with your buttons and melting under his hot, hurried breath at the nape of your neck. While you struggle with your clasps, he RRRRRIPS your clothes to shreds in a single swipe, somehow leaving your supple skin unscathed...for now...

Your body fills out as you shift into your true, trollopy form. He sneers down at you, snarling. "Coouuld ooooof beeeen biiiitch booooooi...but yooooouraaaaan nooooow yoooooou breeeeeed whooOOOooOOore!" You feel his fangs close around you head. His jaw is powerful enough to crush your head like a grape, or to hold you helpless while his thick, canine cock begins to sloooooowly fill your estrus induced cunt.

Why does the thought of him holding your life in your maw excite you so? Is it just the fucked up cocktail of adrenaline and whoremoans filling your half melted brain? Or is this a truth about yourself you could only admit with a gun...or wolf jaw to your head? Maybe you love being put in your place...on your knees, feeling a fat doggy dick knot spread your cunt and lock it in place. His long tongue tries to calm you, lapping at your lips...you suck his tongue down into your mouth and buck back on his cock...

"Miiiiine...aaaaaaall miiiiiiiiiine!" The words echo in his mouth and in your empty head as he begins to buck his hips violently and deeply into your hot cunt, again and again and again...his...all...his...the words are oddly reassuring as your brain melts around his cock and your pussy burns brighter than ever before. It's a good burn now...now you know what to feed the fire to make it grow stronger, its flames kissing you all over from the inside out. You can't stop cumming, a prisoner of paradise as this werestud pounds out cruel, cataclysmic climax after climax until all that's left of you is a hollowed, yet feverishly fertile hole for taking his seed.

"AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He floods your cunt with cool, creamy cum, only the fire burns brighter. Your body tries to absorb it, but it's already deep in your womb, forming the first of a litter. Your tongue lolls and you begin to howl yourself...in desperation...in ecstasy...but most of all in hunger. Your Alpha Master has seeded you, but his knot won't deflate for hours. And he is going to spend every searing second, filling you with one hellpup after the next...

Oh well, you always dreamed about having a big family one day...