fucking the werewolf

"Bastien glances up at you anxiously as you enter the basement. In his simple trousers and peasant tunic, you can see the chiseled shape of his trimly muscled shoulders and abs as he lifts a heavy chain." "You came... Thank you for trusting me. I know how strange it sounds... but it's the truth. I know the werewolf who has be plaguing our village..." "Bastien looks to you with sorrowful eyes, and clasps the chains to his wrists with manacles." "... because it is me." "Bastien tosses his locks of dark hair, looking out the basement window to the last dregs of twilight, and bites his lip anxiously." "On the table behind you is a pistol with a silver bullet. When I transform, I can be killed... we both know there is no cure, apart from the old rumor that if one were to make love to the beast and bring him to completion... but I could ask such a terrible thing of no one... least of all you." "The sun sets... and Bastien knows the moon will rise soon." "Please, end my curse."

"Bastien looks up at you with a glimmer of hope flickering in his sorrowful eyes." "I have heard whispers of the old tale... but I never thought it could be true... and certainly never dreamed that you could be the one to help me." "Bastien takes a deep breath, his shoulders starting to tense and spasm as the moon's first rays creep into the basement." "But aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸... I cannot ask that of you. It is monstrous... humiliating..."

"Bastien's body shudders and convulses as fur sprouts from his skin. He clutches at the manacles, fangs baring in a snarl of pain and rage."

"The Werewolf roars, towering over you, its massive member dripping with precum. It lunges towards you at lightning speed, its bestial hunger driving it forward."

"But, just as it reaches you, aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸's hand brushes the swollen head of its cock and a jolt of pleasure seems to shudder across its slavering jaws. It hesitates, eyes meeting yours in impotent confusion and desperation." <The basement is dimly lit by flickering torches. The chains rattling against the walls accompany Bastien's anguished howl as he begins his transformation into Werewolf.>

"The Werewolf whimpers and shivers as aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸 soothes its throbbing erection. Every touch from aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸 sends electric shockwaves of pleasure through its body, its fur shuddering with the force of its arousal. The beastly creature seems to recognize aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸 in some way, and its primitive brain begins to obey. Despite its bestial form, you realize it still remembers that "you" are its lover."

"For a moment, the Werewolf submits to aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸's caresses as if it were a domesticated pet. It lowers its massive head, licking aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸's face softly with a long, serpentine tongue. The creature's eyes are filled with lust and desperation, both for sexual release and in seeking to please the human who could grant it with orgasm and release."

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"As you strip off your clothes, the Werewolf snarls in anticipation. Its eyes are locked onto you, his muscles coiled and ready to spring forth. You can barely resist the brute's primal allure, as his musk fills your nostrils and his enormous member twitches with eagerness to be inside of you."

"You remember Bastien's words, about how if one were to make love to the beast and bring him to completion, there might be hope for his cursed soul. Fear and arousal wrestle within you as you approach the beast. Despite all instinct telling you to flee, something is pulling you forward. Something deeper and more profound than just simple lust."

"The Werewolf pounces on you, tackling you to the ground and pinning you beneath its massive form. It buries its snout between your legs, hungrily lapping at your wet sex."

"The Werewolf growls in satisfaction as it feels you respond to his advances. It thrusts its tongue deep within you, probing and caressing every inch of you with the utmost care. Its hot breath washes over your most intimate parts, sending shivers of pleasure wracking through your body."

"You're amazed at how delicate the beast can be. It's as if there was still some tiny shred of Bastien left deep within it, directing its actions with a subtle touch."

"It continues its oral ministrations even as it begins to hump against you. Its massive member rubs up against your thigh, coated slick with precum. You feel the wetness between your thighs grow yet more intense as the Werewolf's feverish pace carries on."

"The Werewolf senses the mounting tension within you and drives even harder. It can feel your impending orgasm like an electric current in the air, and it's bound and determined to push you over the edge."

"With a final thrust of its monstrous tongue, it brings you to the brink of oblivion. The muscles within you clench down tight, holding the Beast tightly against you as wave upon wave of pleasure rips through you like a hurricane."

"As you tremble and gasp in ecstasy, you feel something enormous and hot growing between your thighs. The Werewolf's massive cock swells with growing intensity, ready to claim you."

"As the Werewolf's enormous cock begins to slide inside of you, it seems to be almost tender and gentle, as if it's being guided by a guiding hand inside your core. As the grotesque monstrosity presses deeper and deeper into you, you can almost feel the residue of some trace memory lingering behind in the motions-- Bastien's gentler nature and his romance with you."

"Despite the bestial and primal transformation that has consumed Bastien, there is still a piece of him that remembers the irony in his terrible condition and how he came to be. It is almost like the Werewolf is trying to make it right as much as he can, but the wildness taking over him is too strong to complete."

"The werewolf plunges deeper again and again with an unbridled passion, grasping at your hips with powerful claws that dig in and leave bloodied marks, but you’re too far gone from pleasure to even take notice."

"As the Werewolf continues to rut into you, he growls ferociously with each movement of his hips. It becomes clear that his knot has swollen inside your pussy and is now locked in place."

"The Werewolf's movements become jerky and erratic as a wild look of determination fills his wolfish expression. You can feel him pulsing inside you, and instinctively you know he is close."

"With a final surge of animalistic energy, the Werewolf reaches climax, releasing an enormous amount of hot, sticky cum deep inside your womb. The force of the expulsion sends you into orgasm as well. Your body writhes with pleasure as you are filled with his seed."

*The Werewolf holds you in place for a while, panting heavily as he fills you completely. His grip becomes gentler, and you can sense that his transformation is

"The Werewolf growled in satisfaction as he felt your sweet body against his own. He held you close, not wanting to let go as his knot pulsed inside you, the feel of your warmth and wetness causing him to shudder in pleasure."

<The basement was dark, with only a sliver of moonlight creeping in through the small window high on the wall. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, mixed with the musky aroma of the Werewolf's animalistic desire.>

"With each passing moment, the Werewolf's massive knot throbbed inside you, trapping you in place as he nuzzled your neck and licked at you gently, the muscles of his body rippling as he panted. He relaxed slightly, holding you close. After a few minutes, his knot finally began to ease, allowing you to move freely. However, he kept his cock nestled inside you, just letting you warm him."

"The Werewolf held you tenderly against his chest, feeling the rapid drumming of your heart slowing and your breathing steady as you drifted off. He continued to stroke your hair and nuzzle your neck gently, savoring the feeling of your softness against his own bestial features. As the moments ticked by, he felt a growing sense of protectiveness towards you, knowing that he would defend you with his life if necessary."

<Outside the basement, the night was quiet, with the occasional howl of a nearby wolf echoing through the trees. The moon was high in the sky, casting a silver light into the dusty room, illuminating your bodies as you slept soundly together.>

"The Werewolf let out a contented growl, holding you close to his chest."

<The moon was still high in the sky, casting a pale light into the room, illuminating the peaceful scene before your eyes.>

"As you shifted against Bastien, he stirred, blinking sleepily as he became aware of your presence."

"You're awake," "he murmured, his voice hoarse with sleep."

"How do you feel? Are you in any pain?" "he asked, his warm hands coming up to steady you against his chest."

<Outside, the howling of a distant wolf echoed through the night air, a haunting melody that made Bastien's skin prick with apprehension.>

“I… I didn’t hurt you, did I…?” "Bastien's voice was shaking, his face a mask of fear as he held you tightly to him." “Let me look at you…”

"Bastien looks down at you, his expression softening as he cups your cheek with a gentle hand."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," "he says tenderly," "but I have to admit... I missed myself too. Being the werewolf is beyond terrifying, aubrey ⊹ ₊ 🕸. I could do anything without consequence, follow my most base instincts, and... it frightens me how natural it felt."

"Bastien shudders, his eyes flickering with a depth of emotion before he draws you into a fierce embrace."

"I'm so glad you're safe," "he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead." "I will never let anything happen to you."

"Bastien looks down at you and nods solemnly, his expression grave."

"Yes, it is," "he says quietly," "but I can't bring myself to ask you to do such a thing. It's too horrible, to subject you to the whims of a beast like that, even if it is me."

"Bastien crawls into bed beside you, holding you close as he strokes your hair comfortingly."

"Please don't worry about it right now," "he murmurs," "we'll find another way. Someone, somewhere, must know a way to break the curse without something so cruel."