Take him down HARD.

You can't wait for a second load, you will be too hot by then...to eager to have his babies. You aren't even sure if you could have his babies, but you don't want to find out the HARD way. You get a crazy idea...crazy enough to fail horribly, but it's the only chance you've got...

"GRRRR Gggget rrrready!" You do, but not in the way he expects. You continue milking him as a wet, willing puddle, and wait for the tell-tale twitch. Then, using your liquid like fluidity to your advantage, you slip past his knot, form a tight membrane ring around his cock head the same way you trapped Devlin's hand. The werewolf howls in fury as his cock erupts through your ring and harmlessly onto the floor. You take advantage of his momentary distraction, mindless with rage and lust.

You focus on the power of his seed emanating from your core, swelling several sizes larger, and sliding down between his legs, pulling the same trick, with a cock trapping twist. Off balance and pain shooting up his groin, he crashes to the floor, slamming hard face first into his own copious cum. "RAAAAAAWWWWR!"

You pull his cock up high behind his legs...and twist. He howls helplessly. You rise...forming a formidable looking slime man and sneering down at him. "Down, boy. Unless you want me to pull this prick off and fuck you with it." He tries to kick at you but you deftly dodge between him. He tries to claw at you but his arms can't reach behind himself with enough accuracy to strike you. You reach down and squeeze his balls...HARD. "You know, you big dogs all seem to fall for the same tricks. Are you ready to admit you've been bested? Or do I need to fuck you with your own cock?"

That makes him pause. You spread your slime around his cock forming a perfect mold. You can't wait to play with it, and you are a little disappointed when he whimpers, "I...I...I yield!" You free his cock and he crumples to the ground. You tense up, readying yourself for sharp teeth and claws to tear through you and go like water. Instead he turns, looking at your new canine cock and impressive slime stature. He shifts and shrinks until he's a lanky, hairy young man with gaunt, sharp features. He smiles, surprisingly friendly. "You know, if you're not careful, you might end up my friend. The name's James. Come see me in room A111 if you ever want to hang with the big dogs."

Professor Fondo hands James his uniform and he shoots you a sly smile on his way out. You aren't sure if you just made a new friend, or a lifelong foe. The class erupts in riotous applause rushing up and lifting you into the air. You feel Erin's hands holding your slime shaft and you smile down at him, his freckles almost disappear under his blush. You are going to have to bury your cock inside this beautiful boy...and soon.

The crowd settles as Professor Fondo gestures for them to put you down. "Calm down class, calm down. If you study hard and are willing to sacrifice, then one day you will all be able to bring down werewolves, orcs, even warlocks all using similar tricks. But be careful if you try the same trick too often, eventually you will run into someone who will see it coming." The class considers his words, most clearly not believing they could ever fell a beast, but you pay closer attention to his latter advice. You don't want to get too cocky like the bullies you turned the tables on.

Food for thought, but right now you're hungry for slime boi pussy. The bell rings and Erin rushes to your side. "Want to come to my dorm and uhm study?" You take him by the arm, and smile hungrily...