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{if tempBool = true}You cough and sputter, feeling the cum fill your mouth and leak from your lips. Plenty of the load pours down your throat, warming your stomach. He holds himself deep in your throat, still unable to catch a breath. Everything starts to fade to black, as you stare up at the grunting wolfman.{endif}

{if tempBool = false}You let go of the wolf’s cock, smoke rising from where your hand used to be. “I’m sorry, I-I-I didn’t mean to I swear,” you quickly try to apologize. Your body is dripping with cum. The wolf growls as he stands back up to his feet. The last thing you see is the wolf’s paw flying towards you, before it hits you across the face knocking you out.{endif}

You wake up your face resting in a pool of werewolf semen. You push yourself off the ground and look around your ransacked living room. You scan the room for the werewolf, but then you see a naked man sitting on your couch. “Aw, good you’re awake,” he calmly says as he stares at a ring he holds with a pair of tongs from your kitchen.

You recognize the silver band with the inlaid red gem. You look to your hand, how’d he get it off. Staring at your left hand, you realize how he got the ring off your finger. Your ring finger is completely missing. “This little fucker was stuck on there good,” he laughs as he drops the ring into a small cloth bag. You hardly hear him, still dazed at the sight of your missing finger.

You tense up when a wolf walks through your front door with something in its mouth. It strides over to the man on your couch, before turning into a stunning naked lady. She hands the man the item, and you can see that it’s a collar. “Never say I’m not fair. I trade your symbol of bondage to the King,” holding the bag with the ring in it, “for your new symbol of bondage to the pack.” He leans down strapping the collar around your neck.

“Please just let me go,” you start to cry, your tears mixing with the semen on your face.

“Nonsense, if I let you go, you’ll just get captured by some other monster. I’m your best chance,” he messes with something on your collar before removing his hands.

“WhYYYYYYYYY,” you cry out as the collar electrocutes you. “WhYYYY,” you try to ask again but the shocking resumes. You realize the shock collar is only going off when you talk, so you sit before the two human werewolves in silence.

“Ah, who’s a good girl?” the shewolf asks while rustling your hair with her hand.