Pull Bearus back inside you

“No,” you whimper. You reach between your legs and grab the bearded hunter’s manhood. You guide the twitching spear back into the warm embrace of your pussy. “I want to feel it,” you say. “I want you to let it out inside!”

“Are you sure? What about…?” Bearus questions you.

“It’s okay. I want this,” you whisper longingly to him before occupying your mouth with Sid again.

You once more feel Bearus’ hands tightly grip your hips and the slap of his thigh to your ass. You moan in bliss at his renewed ****, growing eager for him to seed you. His length plunges in and out of your hot depth until you hear the hunter shout from between grit teeth. He pushes himself as far as he can go, and you feel his cock springing to life, spitting out the virile load you’ve been waiting for. As his sticky warmth fills your depth and his pulsing prick bounces against your cervix, you feel your own pleasure instantly set off. You come around his twitching length, massaging it with the contracting muscles of your boiling, inner flesh, coaxing more jizz to flow from his balls. You shake and moan with release, your voice muffled by Sid’s cock.

As your and Bearus’ orgasms subside, the hunter slowly pulls out of your drenched tunnel. “Fuck. That was amazing. Thanks for that,” he comments as he catches his breath. “I had forgotten how great it feels to come inside a woman. None of the town whore ever let me do as much.” He gives your ass a quick slap of appreciation. “And, gods, I’ve never felt a pussy as hot as yours. Was that from the fever? What an amazing fuck. Maybe the best I’ve ever had.”

“If it’s as great as it sounds, perhaps I should give her cunt a go,” Sid comments as he pulls away from your groaning mouth.

“Suit yourself. I’m going to go take a piss. Once you two have your fun, we should send her off to bed. Not the best thing for her to be doing while sick,” Bearus says.

“Yeah. Yeah,” Sid dismisses his partner’s comments, his eyes focused on your sweaty form, imagining what way he wants to claim you.

As Bearus wanders off into the woods, Sid grabs hold of your shoulders and pushes you onto your back. “I don’t like taking women from behind. Reminds me too much of those wolf beasts,” he says. You mewl up at him and spread your legs invitingly. He’s eager to plow you, sloppily lining up his moist cockhead with your soiled passage. His length disappears inside you in a single stroke and moments later, he’s frantically humping away at you.

Although you groan from the stimulation, you can’t help but notice how much weaker Sid is compared to Bearus. His thrusts lack the power the bearded hunter’s did. His grip on your waist is not as commanding and even his prick lacks the girth of the other.

You grow more disappointed as Sid continues to pump into you, until a burst of strength from your arms pushes him off you completely.

“Hey! What’s the big idea?” he complains. However, he quickly finds his complaint unfounded as he sees you crawl over to him with a hungry gaze. You push his back harshly to the ground. You wonder for a moment where all this strength came from, but it matters little once you straddle the skinny hunter and point his cock upward toward your quim.

You lower yourself onto him slowly, making him whimper with pleasure. You hilt his shaft inside you. You can feel how **** he is for you to start moving your hips. You **** him a bit by clamping your muscles down around him, squeezing him, but not moving. He places his hands on your hips and you can feel him try to guide you, but his strength is nowhere near Bearus’.

You eventually allow him the pleasure of sex and begin to bounce on his prick. You angle yourself so that his manhood grinds against your g-spot, hoping to get yourself off at least one more time.

“Argh. I’m close!” Sid shouts. You weren’t far from your next orgasm either. You drape your body over the hunter’s and eagerly grind back and forth, rubbing your clit against his torso. You gasp for air, each breath shorter than the last, until you feel your body seize up. You raise yourself up into the air and painfully arch your back as you scream in release.

Your eyes go wide as you shake in climax. You see the full moon above you, basking your nude body with its hue. It seems to grow closer to you, as if it’s falling rapidly towards you. Your eyes are lost in its white sphere, wanting to be trapped in its glow forever. You eventually blink, setting it back to the position it had started, but you couldn’t let it get away. You wanted to follow it, to be closer to it.

“Fuck! I’m coming,” you hear Sid say below you. You look down at him, his eyes tightly shut as he shutters and lets his sperm shoot up inside you. Even the **** with which his cum squirts into you is nothing compared to the other hunter. You can’t allow him to live on like this.

You place your hands across his neck. He has no right to be part of the pack. As you wrap your fingers around his skinny throat, you notice that your arms aren’t the arms you’re used to. No longer do you see the pale skin of slim feminine arms, in their place you see beastly arms with orange fur and claws. At first you don’t recognize them as yours, yet the more you stare at them, the more it feels like they’ve always been like this—that you’ve always been like this.

Your clawed hands squeeze and tear into the soft flesh of the man. His eyes go wide in horror at the realization of what you are. It doesn’t take long for his heart to stop beating. You stand up, his softening dick slipping out of your fur covered hole with a slurp.

You sniff the air, sensing that Bearus is starting to change as well, inheriting your gift from sleeping with you. You know he will be joining you soon. It’s ironic how a hunter of beasts will unknowingly become one himself, fooled by a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

You sniff the air again, smelling that the pack is near. You give an echoing howl towards the full moon. You hear other howls respond off in the distance. With a roar you dash off towards the rest of your kind, eager to join up with them. Even when the full moon stops shining, your fur remains. You realize the transformation is permanent, but you don’t lament. You’re now driven by a new instinct—an instinct to hunt, an instinct to mate. There is still time before this night of the full moon is through, and you can smell your new pack mates have already found new prey. You speed up, determined to enjoy your first night as a beast.