Not Before Someone Stops Her.

Anya was grateful for all the time at the gym.

Exercising.

Yoga.

Gymnastics.

Self Defence.

In a move usually reserved for jumping onto her feet from flat on her back, Anya launched her torso up just high enough to grab Karla’s launching midriff. Anya's wide blue eyes seemed to glow, as her arms powerfully wrapped around the wolf woman and weighted her violent lunge.

As Anya felt the impact of both their bodies, and the asphalt burn of her exposed back dragging on the ground she howled out proudly. Nikola had left her, but that didn’t mean she was leaving him. In fact, she looked forward to him watching her get fucked like the beast in heat she was willing into being.

As auburn fur prickled forth across Anya's tanned skin she felt her new strength course into her arms, restraining the enhanced demonic body she had caught. Her mouth reached forward in a short black muzzle as she moaned in ecstasy at having stopped Karla.

As Karla turned to try snapping at the rapidly forming lupine woman she felt her arms grabbed and pulled wide. Snarls, growls and the clap of snapping empty jaws reflexively and instinctively communicated Karla’s primal frustration as she was flipped on her back and pinned there, exposed and on display for Elyse. The newest still soul burdened pack member quickly tackling the flailing legs of her Alpha’s would be attacker.

Fido pinned one shoulder by the right arm, Kirsten pinned the left. In frustration Karla realized her biggest fault, pack members never fought alone. And one had been forming beneath her.

“You didn’t stand a chance when the pack members were willing to get involved.” Elyse plainly stated. “You would know that if you could sense them. It's weird, but growing stronger. It's not like, telepathy or a hive mind per se, but just sort of an intuitive awareness.” Elyse raved with a crazed enthusiasm as she became increasingly aware of just what Paul had been sensing all those times one of the pack had fucked.

Karla snarled, words seemingly beyond her instinctive rage, baring fangs towards Elyse, then each shoulder unable to reach the other forms holding her struggling body.

“Jake is coming…. He doesn’t understand why. He’s just compelled by you.” Elyse licked her lips. “Jake… He stopped fucking a bitch to race here. That’s all you’ve got.” Elyse scoffed approaching and scratching the shoulder ridge of the still soulful Anya as the woman’s long hair shortened to merge with her pelt.

Anya felt her tongue hang happily from her mouth, the moist pussy glistening before her seeping into her mind with new temptation.

As Anya contemplated the sudden new desire to eat pussy she shifted her gaze to watch Elyse as she crawled up onto the prone Karla, clawed hands weighing down on Karla’s pillowing breast, tone ass waving in Anya’s face as its phallus tipped tail dexterously stroked along the new wolf girls maw.

Firmly fondling Karla’s small D cup breasts, Elyse’s claws soon pressed up across Karla’s collar bone, taking firm hold of Karla’s neck. “You see, I don’t know what to do about you.” Elyse thought aloud, smirking her canid mouth as the growls and snarls towards her became interspersed with moans, groans, and whimpers of pleasure.

Feeling the clawed hands grasp her throat Karla struggled to arch her back, keening for the attention she was receiving, eagerly hungering to feel her next fuck as she subconsciously fell prey to her sexual demonic nature.

“As a hooker you had the instinct for the hunt. Prowling streets looking for opportunity. Some nights you denied it to yourself but you hungered to please people. You got off on it. That’s why you kept doing it, why you couldn’t explain to those social workers why you didn’t want to try stopping.” Elyse exhaled heavily, her toned husky and sultry, conveying contemplation and indecision before her next words. “I’m not even sure I can fuck you into submission. I’d love to, it would ease the suffering of my pack mates as they yearn the soul-wrenching fucks we’ve enjoyed. We’ve been gifted.”

Moaning softly Elyse glance behind herself as Anya’s muzzle nuzzled into her, tongue reaching out between Elyse’s pussy lips.

Fido sitting atop of Karla’s arm leaned back, stroking his cock, toying with its knot with a clawed digit.

Kirsten shifted her rear alongside Elyse, her tail shifting to feel and grope the wolf harlots breast and midriff.

“Oh FUCK!” Anya cried out, whimpering in pleasure before doubling down at lapping at Elyse’s pussy and ass, Anya had been mindlessly exploring the movement and feel of her new grown tail. Having never even looked upon it she had probed her own pussy out of curiosity, quickly moving to rigorous self fucking as she learned just how good the new appendage felt within her, and how good her pussy felt as it squeezed down upon the tail as it slipped in and out.

Karla moaned and squirmed suddenly, a strange arousal coursing through her as Elyse’s breathing grew heavier and more rampant atop of her. Elyse could feel the unused power, and potential pooling in Karla. Growing stagnant as the she-wolf was too pre-occupied with fucking whatever was around to utilize it.

And Elyse could feel it seeping out, into her. With a deep resonant growl Elyse howled to the sky. Her call echoed back by those she had corrupted as they felt her growing power. Elyse’s eyes grew wide, glowing with rabid fascination and instinct as she sensed how to take the power.

Impaling the former sex worker with her tail, Elyse soon had Karla growing closer to orgasm. As they fucked the flow of the energies grew faster and smoother.

Karla’s mind sunk into a sex craze, her face soon being fucked by Fido as he made out with Kristen. Anya howled in delight as she was kept on the cusp of orgasmic release, eager to achieve that apex without the aide of someone releasing her soul.

In the gardens, Omar and Andrew bayed alongside the new pack members they made succumbed to the sensations of their creator as she began to subvert the place of the wolf demoness who had been made before her.

Nia quivered as she felt her will crumbling by surging desire to join the wolf women as they pleasured each other, to feed sexually upon their mutual predation.

“Yes…. YES…” Elyse snarled as Karla eagerly choked on Fido's knotted dick, tried to grind into the phallic tail fucking her, and began to finger Kirsten as she found her movements less restricted.

Karla could sense she was pleasing them, all of them…. She realized that she could sense the other pack members. Jake had been tackled by Mona and her spouse, the trio now fornicating in delight as they felt Karla’s eagerness to serve flow out into the pack.

The woman Jake had been fucking rolled in the grass, naked, alone, masturbating as her body continued to change, her mind lost in questions of what had she done, what was happening, what was overcoming her?

As Elyse felt the energies she was syphoning begin to wane she arched her back and stretched.

Her proportions grew with her overall canid length. If she stood upright she would now stand 8’. Her lean toned figure remaining excessively voluptuous as her ears became shaped ever more like bat wings. Her fur dissipated into just a pelt across her back, silky smooth red-hued black skin being revealed as Elyse’s wolf features grew more predatory, her tail more ridged and demonic.

As Elyse came she sensed some of the new powers she had gained. Much like how Darryl had influenced the changes in the Bitch she could feel a grip on how she could change her own pack members. Alter them more for the needs of the whole.

Feeling the strangely intuitive accumulated knowledge of those pack members nearest to her, Elyse felt strangely euphoric with power as Kirsten’s words about wolves versus big cats. But were cat demons a thing Elyse pondered?

Anya giggled and gasped in delight behind Elyse, stoking a new idea. Elyse’s eyes glowed red as she stared down at what had been the first female of their pack, her claws gripped the bitch’s neck harder, her tail sawing across Karla’s clit as it pulled out of Karla’s pussy ever more deliberately with each thrusts.

Karla gasped and spasmed as she felt the pleasure of the Idol’s powers changing her once more.