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Chapter 4
by AnArcticJackalope
What's your response?
Relinquish everything
With a sob, you let go. Curling up into the fetal position, you groan as He starts to take control of your body. Bones creak, groan, and break as they shift, shrink, lengthen into position. Fur sprouts from your body as your face begins to shift. You hear a painful CRACK as your jaw breaks to reform, and you black out from the pain..
... When you wake up, the metallic taste of blood is once again on your tongue. Opening your eyes reveals that you are laying with your head on Sarah‘s furry stomach. There were bite marks all over her breasts and thighs, and one on her side; dried blood matted into the fur on all of them. She was humming some tune while lightly scratching your scalp, though, melodically growling might be more accurate.
You knew from the amount of light that It was twilight hours. You didn’t know if He had spent all day and night ravaging your family, or if he just spent all day, and was giving himself a few minutes break before doing so all night long.
When you try to stand, you find that your arms and legs won’t cooperate, sore and bruised as they were. Your hips had a mighty ache you had never felt before. Barely a millimeter up, and you were **** to give up. Sarah noticed your struggle, and pulled you by the armpits until your head rested between her breasts. As she did so, your hand brushed against one of her lower wolf-teats and you heard a slight whimper in response.
Once she had you where she wanted you, her hand returned to your head, and the other one you felt moving around your back, occasionally dipping lower to gently cup your ass before returning to previous movements. Her low humming returned, and you relaxed into her chest.
Despite being somewhat close as children, it had been years since either one of you had simply held the other. In reality, you hadn’t had much luck with boyfriends, ever, and she might have been the last person you were this physically close with.
It felt nice.
You relaxed further into her warm embrace, and let her humming drift you off into sleep.
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The shewolf
A story of dysphoria
You are a woman who was bitten by a werewolf. One in a thousand live and become werewolves themselves. One in a thousand werewolves get assigned a wolf of the wrong sex. Your parents always told you you were one in a million.
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Updated on Jan 7, 2021
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Created on Sep 4, 2020
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