It's real(ly a werewolf)

A soft tongue rolled across her neck and shoulder, tasting what she has to offer. The feeling made her shudder in anticipation, her body preparing itself for the pleasure it seeks to discover. Her arms continued touching her, holding her boobs and pinching them, ohhh she knew what she was doing. This had to be a dream, it had to be a fantasy and if so please let this mystery person finish her off as she was beginning to get there. She could feel it now, the warmness of her breath on her flesh, the cool contact of air hitting where she was licked, and the intake of breath before this person leaned down...

And bit her hard.

Xitlaly's eyes opened wide, feeling a hand clasp down over her mouth to drown out any screams. Darkness partially concealed this mystery figure on her, but the bit of moonlight behind them helped her catch a better view. Grabbing this person by the waist, she threw her back into the light as she sat up holding her wound. What she saw surprised her.

It was a werewolf, a monster belonging to the beastman family. She was hunched over with fur covering her hands and feet starting from her forearms and thighs. Her human fingers grew out into claws, her eyes were large almond shape, slanted and yellow, above her head were a pair of wolf ears covered in her blue fur. All in all she was definitely a werewolf, hunched over and growling, wearing a shredded white top and the remains of a skirt.

Wait a minute.

"R-Reta?" Xitlaly grunted in shock, flinching at the odd burning feeling coursing through her, its origin coming from her neck wound. Reta smiled, standing up on her hind legs with her wolf tail wagging slowly from behind.

"Hello Xitlaly, I told you your kindness may have been misplaced."

Son of a bitch.

Xitlaly clasped her hands together before whispering a sort of elvish chant before opening her hands out to form two fists coated in flames, alerting the wolf greatly. The doll glared at her, their eyes never leaving before she asked, "Explain yourself."

Reta took a step backwards, sucking in her breath as she stared at the two balls of fire that the doll summoned. "I didn't know you had a thing for magic."

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me."

"Like the fact that you aren't human?"

Her eyes grew wide as she lowered her guard, shocked and stumped at the reveal. "What?"

"Don't try to play it off, every other girl I bite I aim straight for the artery. You don't have one, you aren't bleeding at all. Inside you're hollow, and outside you taste like plastic and rubber."

She winced at both the remark and the sensation traveling through her, it felt like a sort of poison was coursing through her nonexistent veins burning from the inside. If she could sweat, she would be dripping bullets. Softly rubbing the bite mark, she could feel the teeth holes embedded into her that penetrated through the layers of synthetic she had. Were she to be any natural woman, the wound might be enough to kill her from loss of blood.

"What I am doesn't matter, I invite you into my place for the night and you decide to take advantage of m-my hospitality? This is why times are difficult to play the nice samaritan." As long as she could still weild her magic, she had a bit of the upper hand.

"Tell me Xitlaly, what kind of girl doesn't bleed, doesn't feed, doesn't sweat or even fret? You aren't normal, so what are you?"

She narrowed her eyes, keeping this wolf in the center of her line of sight. Her hands began to shake, her body ached and soon she could feel her joints loosen on their own. S-something is wrong.

"At least tell me before the bite takes its effect." Reta asked with a smirk.

"Uhn!" Xitlaly's hands dropped feeling to her like fifty pound weights, the flane giving out entirely as her magic faded away. "What are you... doing to me?"

"Nothing I haven't done before, I bit you. Normally, a woman would change into another werewolf under the moonlight. But you aren't normal, are you Xitlaly? No blood for the spit to work its magic, so what sort of effect will this have I wonder?"

Her body began to fail her, her magic had gone by then and she felt herself slowly collapsing in bed. By this point, she was shaking hard struggling to regain control. A cursed bite, werewolf transformation... she blinked as the explanation hit her.

A werewolf is of the beastman family type, able to create more monster girls like themselves via bite or scratch, anything that penetrates the skin and enters the blood. This effect only takes hold on women and will take hold under guise of the moonlight. The body would succumb to its curse, demon magic will begin to take hold and the woman would change into another werewolf, thus continuing the cycle.

Since she was a living doll however, it can't take the same effect. That is mot to say it wouldn't alter her in another way. One thing Xitlaly knows about herself is she became sentient as a doll was surrounded by demonic energy. If her essence is derived from demonic energy, then the added surplus of it from Reta would possibly disrupt it, thus taking away her physical control.

In other words, she was growing paralyzed.

"I'm sorry it came to this, truly I am. It is nature that compels me to do this. Were it up to me I would take no part in it, yet here we are."

Xitlaly struggled to speak, her eyes fighting to stay open as the wolf slowly crawled into bed with her, licking her lips and wagging her tail. "Another thing you should know, is when a werewolf has trouble finding a mate it will discover other methods to... adapt." She giggled, pulling up her skirt to show a slight bulge in her panties. Xitlaly's eyes grew wide, falling backwards and turning her head back and forth as Reta climbed onto her, leaning inches away from her face.

"I don't know what you are, but I can still use you. If I can't make a werwolf out of you, then I can try and grow some pups into you. Doesn't that sound nice?"

Nooooooooo.

Reta leaned in, pressing her mouth against hers forcing into her a lover's kiss. Xitlaly in turn attempted to summon all of her strength into her hands. If she could just resist a little longer, m-maybe she could use her magic to free herself from this.

But... I don't... have enough... ti-ime...