A werewolf!

"HoooOOooOOOOOOWWWL!" The nightmarish bellow fills the auditorium and has the class running for the back. You feel a **** tug on your arm and realize it's because you aren't running yet. You turn your head and see Erin looking into your eyes fearfully. Honestly, you aren't sure if you didn't run at first because the fear coursing through you rooted you to the spot, or if you really are as brave as Erin believes you are in this moment. Either way, you aren't going to waste a heroic moment like this.

"It's like I told you, cutey, if he wants to get through you, he'll have to get through me." You walk forward and you hear gasps and whispers. Your legend is growing...you just hope it's not "The legend of the stupid slime that got eaten by a werewolf."

You see a dark blur bounding towards you...you take a step forward... "HOOOOOOOOOOOWWWLLL!" The roar is enough to make your whole body quiver from the ****. Snarling, drooling, gleaming white fangs fill your vision...you stand your ground...

"STOP!" Professor Fondo lands between you in a single graceful movement, holding the beast at bay with a single outstretched arm. He spits and snarls but doesn't move an inch forward. Finally, when he is calm enough, he leaps back and paces in slow, surly circles, never taking his glowing amber eyes off of you. He looks every bit a wild wolf, only twice your size. You wonder if he has the same faculty as a wolf, when he stand on his hind legs and points at you.

"Grrrrrr Pleasssse Prooooofessor. Thiiiiiis sliiiiime...give GRRRR him RRRRRRR to HOOOOWL me!" His cock throbs and jerks, as if beckoning you. It is easily a foot and it has a gnarly knot for locking you into place and pumping you full of babies. You've never been like water with a giant wolf cock knotted deep inside you. You worry you'll just get wet...

Then you look down at Erin, he hasn't run yet either. Sure he's shaking so hard he looks like he's about to break into pieces, but he's holding on tight to you. Maybe he sees something you can't. Maybe you can face this beast.

Professor Fondo looks on at you with concern, "I must tell you, this was not supposed to be so tense. Usually you all run, and the werewolf plays nice with the freshmen, but by standing your ground, you have insulted him. If you walk away, I can promise you no harm will come to you, and you will not be penalized. However, if you choose to face him, I cannot protect you."

The wolf smiles, "Yessss RAWR rrrrrun!" He licks his lips and his drool falls to the floor. His teeth are sharp and gleaming and gruesome. You feel every terror you ever felt rise up inside you and pale in comparison to this cruel creature. You look back at Erin, his eyes begging you to run.