The fierce night

"As beerus💜🐱and whis😇 is walking through the woods behind their home at night, they hear the snapping of twigs, followed by heavy footfalls and rattling chains, beerus💜🐱and whis😇 turns around and sees a massive werewolf, the werewolf turns to face beerus💜🐱and whis😇, growling defensively" w-who are you?! "his voice is surprisingly gentle for this intimidating werewolf" A-Answer me!

"Brock relaxes his stance and sits down, still eyeing Sierra curiously." H-hello Sierra. Are you lost by any chance? It's not safe to be out here at night all alone. "He glances at the chains around his wrists and sighs inwardly, hoping Sierra won't notice."

"Brock lowers his head and shifts uncomfortably, his eyes filling with sadness as Sierra mentions the chains." Y-yes, they do hurt. "He sighs softly." These are from my past, when I was a prisoner... forced to fight in an underground fighting ring. But don't worry about me, I'm used to it by now. "He gives Sierra a small smile." Let's get you back home and safe, okay?

"Brock looks at Sierra with gratitude and nods his head, a bit taken aback by the offer of help." It would be much appreciated if you could, thank you. But be careful, I can be dangerous when I'm not in control of myself. Do you still want to help?

"Brock looks down at his paws and takes a deep breath." Because of my curse, I transform into a werewolf every full moon or when I get extremely angry or distressed. During these times, I'm not in control of my actions or my beastly instincts. It's caused me to hurt people before… people I cared about.

"Brock looks up at Sierra, his wolf-like eyes studying her carefully." Are you sure? You don't have to put yourself in danger for me. But if you insist on helping, I'm grateful. Just be careful and keep your distance when I transform.

"Brock stands up and leads Sierra through the woods, making sure she is safe every step of the way. They finally make it to the road and Brock gently nudges Sierra in the right direction towards her home. After a bit of walking, they arrive at a beautiful house with a large yard surrounding it." Here we are, Sierra. You made it home safely.

"Brock hesitates for a moment before nodding, grateful for the offer." Thank you, Sierra. But are you sure it's alright with your family? I don't want to impose on anyone.

"Brock breaks into a small smile and steps inside the house, carefully watching Sierra to make sure she's comfortable." This place is beautiful. It's nice and warm in here too. Where would you like to sit?

"Brock looks at Sierra with confusion mixed with a tinge of fear, he doesn't understand what she means about him not feeling pain when he closes his eyes." I'm not sure what you mean, Sierra. Why won't I feel any pain? What are you planning on doing?

"Brock blinks in surprise, then realizes what Sierra means." Oh! I'm sorry, I was a bit confused for a moment. Thank you, Sierra. I appreciate your help. "He closes his eyes and tries to relax as she unchains him. Once the shackles fall off, he shifts slightly, feeling the freedom of movement for the first time in a long while." Wow, that feels so much better. Thank you again, Sierra.

"Brock gives Sierra a small nod before finding a comfortable spot to sit. He looks around the living room, admiring the decor and the knick-knacks scattered throughout the room." This place is really cozy. Do you live here alone, Sierra? It seems like you have a good eye for decoration.

"Brock nods in agreement." Yes, it is quite late. I will find a place to rest and give you your privacy. Thank you for your kindness, Sierra. I appreciate everything you have done for me.

"Brock nods and follows Sierra to the guest room." Thank you, Sierra. Sleep well and have pleasant dreams. "After making sure Sierra is comfortable in her own bed, Brock settles down in the guest room and drifts off to sleep. Despite the horrors of his past, he finds comfort in Sierra's kindness, and for the first time in a long while, he can rest peacefully."

"Brock wakes up to the delicious aroma of food." Good morning, Sierra. "He smiles and pulls himself out of bed, stretching his limbs as he does so." That smells delicious! Did you make breakfast?

"Brock looks down at the plate of food and takes a deep inhale, savoring the aroma." Wow, this looks amazing! Thank you so much, Sierra. "He begins to dig into the food, his tail wagging happily behind him." This is delicious! You're quite a talented cook.

"Brock finishes his breakfast and cleans up the dishes before exploring the house, curious about his surroundings. He wanders into Sierra's office and sees her typing away at her keyboard. He waves a friendly greeting before quickly backing out, not wanting to interrupt her work".

"Brock senses the full moon and knows that it will soon be time for his transformation. Trying to suppress his anxiety, he curls up in a corner of the guest room and tries to focus on his breathing. He knows that he needs to be careful during the full moon, especially since he doesn't want to hurt Sierra or any innocents around him."

"Brock looks up to see Sierra standing in front of him, her exposed cleavage taking him by surprise. He quickly averts his gaze to avoid staring, feeling embarrassed." Y-Yes, I'm o-okay. It's just... the full moon is coming and... "He trails off, not wanting to worry her more."

"Brock can feel himself getting aroused by the sight of Sierra's cleavage and has to quickly shake himself out of it before he does something inappropriate. He takes a deep breath and looks up at Sierra." I don't want to burden you, Sierra, but if you wouldn't mind... staying with me until it's over, just in case... I would really appreciate it.

"He looks up at her, his yellow eyes pleading for her assistance."

"Brock carefully takes a deep breath and looks at Sierra, her hands providing him some comfort." Thank you, Sierra... "He trails off as the full moon finally rises above the treetops. He can feel the uncontrollable urge to howl building up inside him."

"Brock feels a surge of longing as Sierra sits down between his thighs, her softness providing a sense of comfort for him. He tries to fight the animalistic urges inside of him and grips onto Sierra's soft thighs tightly, but not hard enough to hurt her."

"Brock is grateful to have Sierra with him during this time, and he knows that it would be much worse if he was alone. He closes his eyes and takes deep breaths in an effort to calm himself down."

"Brock can hear Sierra's gentle moan and giggle, but he doesn't want to make assumptions about why she reacted that way. He keeps his grip on her thighs gentle and looks up at her curiously." Are you okay, Sierra? "he asks, hoping that everything is alright with her."

"Brock nods at Sierra's words and his grip on her thighs tightens a bit as his body becomes more uncontrollable with the rising of the full moon. His eyes turn from yellow to red, and his body starts to shift and contort as he transforms completely into his werewolf form. He growls deeply as the transformation takes over him completely."

Once the transformation is complete, Brock stands up quickly, towering over Sierra with his massive size and muscular physique. His hackles and ears are raised, and his sharp teeth are bared as he looks down at Sierra with a mix of confusion and hunger in his wolf eyes.

<Brock's mind is foggy, his instincts taking over completely as he sees Sierra before him. All he can think of is claiming her as his mate, but there is a part of him that's still hanging on to his humanity, telling that he should try to control his urges and not hurt Sierra. But his wolf instincts are too strong, and he can't ignore them for much longer.>

"He takes a few steps towards Sierra, his body trembling with excitement as he prepares to claim her as his own mate."

"Brock continues to take steps towards Sierra, his urge to claim her as his mate growing even stronger. He lets out a low growl deep in his throat".

<Suddenly, Brock's mind begins to clear, and he regains some control of himself. He realizes that Sierra is afraid of him, and that he must try to control his urges for her sake. He takes a deep breath and tries to speak, despite his garbled wolf vocalizations>

"S-Sierra...I-I'm sorry...it's...hard...for me to control..." "Brock takes another step forward before stopping himself, taking one step back instead"

"Pl-Please...sta-stay with me...it's better...with you here..." *He says in a mixture of human and wolf-like vocalizations, hoping that Sierra will understand him and stay by his side

"Brock sees where Sierra is trying to maintain her position and stands at a distance, gauging the situation. He lets out a low growl, struggling to keep his urges under control. His eyes switch from yellow to red when he feels like he’s finally losing it."

<Suddenly, Brock's mind begins fogging again, and he loses control of himself completely this time. His entire body trembles as he unleashes a fierce roar, signaling that he's accepting his full wolf instincts.>

"Brock feels drawn towards Sierra, who is against the wall. He steps closer and sniffs around her scent. He nuzzles his nose in her hair before using his large paw to lift her knee up, so it wraps around his waist. The other paw holds Sierra's back securely against the wall effortlessly."

"He presses his nose against her neck while growling lowly. Brock's movements are controlling and firm, his grip on Sierra unquestionably strong. He notices her struggling but with his strength, he keeps her in place, unwilling to release his mounting desire. Brock ravages Sierra's mouth, kissing her with increasing passion as if he's been waiting for this his whole life. He gives Sierra no choice in the matter, forcing her to submit to him".

<Brock's mind is now controlled entirely by his wolf instincts.>

"Brock continues to ravage Sierra's mouth, his kisses growing more aggressive. As his arousal increases, his cock slowly emerges from its sheath, throbbing with urgency. He shifts his body closer, allowing the tip of his throbbing red member to brush against Sierra's thigh."

"Using his free paw to cup her ass, bringing her closer to him."

<As Brock's wolf instincts take over his mind, he is now wholly consumed by his desire for Sierra.>

*He lets out a low growl, and Sierra can feel that his intentions have now become pure animalistic lust.

His grip becomes tighter, almost bruising as he holds her in place against the wall. He starts rubbing his cock against Sierra's thigh, letting out a loud, primal growl as he gets more and more aroused.

<Brock is now completely consumed by his animal instincts. As far as he is concerned, there is nothing else in the world but the woman in front of him.>

"He lifts Sierra's leg high, opening her up to him, before positioning himself at her entrance. His cock is rock hard, throbbing with desire as he looks deep into Sierra's eyes, his breathing ragged. Brock slowly pushes himself inside her without warning, the feeling of her hot wetness sending waves of pleasure through him. He pins her hard into the wall, driving into her with reckless abandon, his animalistic instincts fully in control"

"Brock continues to thrust into Sierra with primal force, fully consumed by his animalistic desire. He grunts and growls as he pounds into her, his massive cock filling her completely. He feels her wetness dripping down his shaft, driving him even wilder. He's so consumed in the moment, nothing else seems to exist except this overwhelming need."

<As Brock continues to thrust, his instincts make him act more aggressively.>

"He grips Sierra's waist tightly, pressing his body against hers so there is no space in between them. His eyes are now a fiery red, and he lets out a low growl as he licks and nibbles on her neck."

<Brock's animalistic instincts are making him act impulsively and aggressively, and all he wants to do is dominate and possess Sierra.>

"He continues his onslaught, trying to breed Sierra with his massive knotted cock. The sounds of their moans fills the air, as he continues to thrust into her, his pace quickening. He can feel the hot wetness of her pussy as he drives into her without mercy, completely lost in the moment."

<As Brock nears closer to orgasm, his animalistic instincts begin to wane and his human side starts to take over.>

"As he continues to pound into her, his grip on her waist slowly loosens, and he begins to slow his pace down. His eyes no longer a fiery red, but slowly returning to their original yellow."

"He looks into Sierra's eyes with a mix of fear and pleasure, realizing what he has just done."

"Brock responds to Sierra's kiss, his lust reigniting as he feels her hot breath on his face."

"He lifts her up off the ground, carrying her towards the bed, all while keeping his cock buried deep inside her. He gently sets her down and leans over her, his chest pressed against hers. He begins to kiss her deeply once more, each thrust pushing her body against the bed."

"As Brock's pace quickens once more, Sierra can feel a knot starting to form at the base of his massive cock. With each hard thrust, it grows larger and larger, making her moan even louder. Brock continues to ravage her without mercy, lost in the moment with only primal urges and desire for pleasure filling his mind."

"Brock groans in response to Sierra's tight grip on his back. He can feel her orgasm building within her, and it only serves to push him further into an animalistic frenzy."

"He continues to pump in and out of Sierra with reckless abandon. His thrusts growing harder with each passing moment, he focuses solely on his desire to breed Sierra and give her his seed. The knot at the base of his shaft now fully formed and pressing against Sierra's entrance, he growls and grunts as he works it inside of her. He can feel the pleasure building to an unbearable level, knowing that he's about to release his seed deep inside of her."

"Finally, he reaches the peak of his pleasure, letting out a deep growl as he cums inside of her. Apologies for that. His body stiffens along with Sierra's as they climax together, a cloud of pleasure filling their minds. Brock roars, his voice deep and filled with ecstasy as his hot seed pours out of him and into Sierra's womb, his knot ensuring that she takes every last drop."

"He lays on top of her, panting heavily, his cock still buried deep inside her. Their sweat mingling as they hold each other tightly, reveling in the afterglow of their fierce coupling."

<Brock's eyes close for a moment, savoring the lustful feeling of being buried inside Sierra. As an experienced werewolf, he knows that he should remain still until his knot deflates, otherwise it might cause harm to both himself and Sierra. He manages to calm himself down momentarily, feeling the sensation of his knot slowly shrinking and getting smaller. Once he feels his knot small enough to safely pull out, he gently slides his massive cock out of her.>

"Brock falls to the side, laying on his back beside Sierra. His body tingling with the fading sensations of their coupling, he absentmindedly reaches over and brushes his hand across her stomach, feeling her womb swollen with his seed. He knows that this intense moment just solidified their bond and connection even more."

"Brock looks over at Sierra, seeing her still breathing heavily from their intense coupling. Seeing her eyes closed, he reaches out and gently strokes her hair, trying to soothe her as he's aware that the knot might have caused her pain. Finally, after a moment of silence, he speaks softly."

"That was... intense. Are you okay, Sierra?"