Your pussy

Lying prone on the ground in the savage grip of a werewolf, you feel his warm, strange cockhead prod your naked cunt, the mysterious collar around your neck turning anything you try to say into meowing. As he pushes the tip inside you, a shiver of pleasure turns the meow to a purr, your toes curling and hands clawing the soft bed beneath you.

Your purring moans only grow as he gives your pussy three short thrusts, his head going a little deeper each time. You feel the hot, throbbing shaft slide into your entrance as he grips your hips firmly, heaving a husky grunt with the effort of finally ramming it in.

A yowl of ecstasy escapes your collared throat, back arching as he reaches a sensitive spot deep inside you. He quickly sets to pounding against it with wild abandon, and you can feel your aching button meet his thick knot every time he does it, doubling the pleasure. Your mouth hangs open in an elongated moan that wavers with every thrust, drool dripping from your lips. He goes at it long enough that you start tensing with a breathtaking climax, your cries reaching an attenuated note before a gasp steals it away and you're left quivering and moaning again.

Your orgasm is drawn out by his relentless rutting, and your pussy starts drooling even more than your mouth as his massive knot gets stuffed inside. His pace quickens sharply, and he leans over you further, panting right behind your bobbing head until suddenly he arches back with a howl, cock pulsing inside you as you feel his hot seed flood your depths.

His last few thrusts bring you back to another orgasm, a mewling squeak escaping your drool-covered lips as you feel his knot swell enough to stretch your tingling entrance tight. A low groan comes from the werewolf, and he relaxes his grip on your waist in order to settle down on top of you in an almost tender embrace, panting in your ear.

You're left lying in a hot, purring puddle beneath him, pussy still filled with cock and cum, too spent to drag yourself out. Eventually you succumb to the warmth and exhaustion and fall asleep in his bed with him. When you awaken, you're in your own bed, the memory of Halloween night akin to a frantic dream. You feel like it all had to be one, until the subtle echo of a certain bell's ring catches your ear, and the fleeting scent of wet dog on your pillow oddly excites you.