Pounces ontop of Him

Before Bryce can react further, the blonde were wolf pounces, pining him to the mansion floor.

"Shit..shes strong" says Bryce, unable to get her off of him.

She drools, as her tongue licks her wolf lips. Her eight breasts lactating slightly, as her wolf cunt is already soaked in her own juices. Bryce feels the blonde werewolf's grip tighten, as she starts licking at his face. She the soon forces her canine tongue into his mouth, as her snout closes in to his mouth. The creatures nreasts, land onto Bryce's body as she vigorously makes out with him.

"Mmm...ss..o..p...ge....f..." says Bryce, but not understandable his words. They are to muffled by the werewolf's tongue and snout.

Bryce then feels her claws , digging into his flesh, as her grip tightens more. Theirs pain, as his blood starts flowing from the wounds. He struggles, trying to get her off him, and suddenly. After a few more seconds. Bryce is able to push her off him.

"Fuck...i..I feel strange" says Bryce, getting to his feet.

The werewolf just stands their, sniffing. Then she howls once more. Bryce trys to head towards a door way, but she blocks him. She does not pounce though. As if she's waiting for something to happen, or for someone. Bryce trys to head towards the entrance again, and like before. The blonde werewolf uses her monstrous speed to block his path once more, licking her lips.

"Fuck...she's toying with me...fuck...I'm..im getting dizzy...is it blood lost" he thinks.

Suddenly Bryce falls to the floor in pain, as his body starts pulsating. At this point, time pain is so intense, that Bryce blacks out from it. When Bryce awakens, he doesn't know were he is, and his clothes are gone. He seems to be in the woods somewhere, but were.

"Fuck...weres the haunted house...weres my clothes...Cortney...were is Cortney wait...was it all a dream..the monsters, Cortney as a vampire...that werewolf...shit I need clothes first " says Bryce , gathering his thoughts.

Bryce wanders around for sevral minutes, and comes upon a a cabin. Theits smoke coming from the chimney, and clothes on a line drying. Bryce sneaks over, and grabs a shirt, and theirs no pants that will fit, but the shirt is long enough to cover his junk, which has stayed erect this whole time.

"Shit..I guess I'll have to go to the hospital if it doesn't unrect soon" thinks Bryce.

He then gets a wife of something in the air. It smells sweet, and alittle musky at the same time. Bryce follows the scent around back of the cabin, were he sees a blonde female. She's beatlful and loks to be mid 20s. She's naked in a stream, washing something red off her body. Suddenly she sniffs the air herself, and looks to Bryce.

"Its you...I know you smell, but I don't know how..im Lisa Jenkins..pleasure to meet you." She says.