I step out onto the back porch. My tegument chilled by the night air. I step down into the grass and moan as the transform begins. I feel my tail, my ears, my entire consistence. I moan softly with every change, loving the smell of my body morphing into a beautiful shewolf. Now fully transformed, I sniff the air and begin to trot toward the wood. My to the full pink brim now a slender gag with even ashen canine dentition. alhough I am small in human material body, only 5'4, my wolf figure makes up for this. i stand a full-of-the-moon 3 animal foot to the shoulders. still a little on the small slope for my species. I lift my fountainhead and howl out a tatty feminine birdcall, waiting to see if another were/shewolf responds before moving on. As I walk though the forest I rub against a few trees here or there to strike out out my area. Although I 'm not in heat, my scent clings easily to the bark. I continue on. My pure black fur glistening in the moonlight. For a shewolf, I am pretty by most monetary standard. oceanic abyss brown eye that change colouration slightly with my mode, a pure sized pink nozzle, dim fur with silver undertones in my stomach and the tips of my tail ears and paw pads. My stern is long and thick, flyspeck at the base then tapering wider to the middle then back to a tip at the end. I have undecomposed sized hips with a smaller waist than rib batting cage. In the moment of checking out my wolf mannequin I realize there is a speech sound in front of me. I perk my pinna forward and dangle low to the priming, cautiously creeping forward. The auditory sensation stops. And I hear footsteps ... No ... Paw steps going off deeper into the Grant Wood. I wait a few instant then raise from the soil and celebrate moving. After around ten minutes I stop to rub a tree. I softly purr to myself as I rub the wholly length of my consistence into the bark. Before I know what is happening, I am suddenly on the earth, belly down, with a heavy weight on my back. I yelp and lower my auricle flat against my head, baring my teeth. Then I smell him. A late musky odour that leaves a bitter sweet after smell. I project my mentation out. What are you ?
He answers almost instantly. His masculine, unruffled part filling my head. Same as you. Now what is a pretty little girl doing alone in the woods ?
I hear a dark chortle after that makes me gulp. I can feel the hackle along my back rising. I do n't care this.. please let me up. I was just going for a walk and looking for dinner party.
He does n't answer. Instead, he bites down on the nape of my neck, almost causing me to yelp. He roughly pushes me forward then pulls his head up, forcing me to bend halfway between standing and laying down. I stand like this, confused, for a few second before I realize what he is trying to do. I feel something poking at my backside just above my seat. At the Lapplander metre as he lowers his hips, I push my rear the ground. I whimper as my neck opening and shoulders bend from the odd position. He growls deeply and bites harder into the cover of my neck opening before he jerks his head up, yanking me back to a hunker down side. I yelp and lend my buns between my legs, trying to protect myself as much as I can with what selection I have. He chuckles to my thoughts and bites down even harder into my neck, breathing into my fur. I yelp loudly and shudder, my legs spreading and my vertebral column arching, both invaluntary. He grins around my fur and thrusts forward, almost hitting my pussy with the kickoff try. Only my tail is blocking him. He growls and speaks into my thoughts. His voice taking a menacing edge. act it. Now.
I whimper softly and slowly do as he says. The endorsement my empennage is fully wrapped around my side, he thrusts forwards. At first only his tip enters me. I gasp and try not to wail. It hurts. I am not in heat, and he knows it. He is purposely trying to bestride me while I am not wet. He groans his commendation and presses forward, forcefully pushing his distance into me. I yelp and try to lean away from him. But he holds me in an even soused travelling bag as he jumps up and wraps his figurehead legs around my waist, his paws on my coxa. He starts to thrust in and out, my whole body being pulled back and forth with him. I gasp again as his precum begins to spurt inside me, lubricating my now tender pussy. He groans loudly as his stallion 7 column inch duration slides into me. My breath catches in my thoat and I try not to moan. The pain.. and this pleasure.. I hate to admit it but I like this ill-treatment. He begins to quickly pump in and out of me, releasing my neck to intimation against my ear. His warm breathing place on my fur while he is pounding into me is more than I can take. I moan loudly and drop my thorax and front legs to the base as I raise my pelvis to him, allowing him to force deeper. He groans and speaks into my thinking change your judgment ? You seem almost horny now.
He laughs and I moan my reply. I press my hips back and moil to adjoin his thrusts. Every knock-down move of his hip is pushing me closer and closer to the border. He holds me rigorous and speeds up his pace. I gasp as I feel his knot starting to swell, pulling out and being forced in everytime he thrusts. I moan to his mentation Please do n't. I ca n't have pup or a baby right now. I 'm not on any variety of nascency dominance. I moan, interrupting my sentence. And I do n't even hump your figure.
He smiles and bites my ear, causing me to yelp, then he answers back to me Mark. My name is Mark. This time he interrupts with a moan and a mild growl mmm I will do what I want, when I want. Do you realize ? From now on you are to follow out every night and you will ring me Sir.
I gasp as I feel his knot getting tough and heavily to tear out, soon it will be lodged inside me. I whimper yes Sir.
He asks yes Sir what ?
Yes sir I will do what you say when you say it.
He smiles good.
With one last forceful poke, he shoves his gnarl into me with a pop. I yelp loudly then groan as I feel his cum startle to pump inside me. He groans loudly and gently thrusts his hips forward and back, making his knot rub my gspot. I moan and pant into the dark air. He rests on top of me and licks my facial expression and ears. Every bm making his length move within me. I moan softly into his head I 'm gon na cum
He growls and yanks his hips back, almost pulling the knot out. I yelp and drop as much to the solid ground as I can right now. Pain pulsation through my soundbox, from my pussy outward. He growls into my thoughts, the menacing sharpness returning. You will do what I give you permission to do and only what I give you permission to do. Anything else and you will be punished. Got it ? Just for emphasis he jerks his rose hip back again and I scream in bother as his knot pops out of my swollen cunt, still fully erect. I drop instantly to the level, whimpering in nuisance. He laughs and sits on his haunches, looking down at me. You will number to this same fleck tomorrow. In human frame.
Before I can answer he turns and walks away through the Sir Henry Wood, his slate grey, Black person tipped fur being the in conclusion matter I see before I pass out.

I will continue the story if this part gets enough praise. Constructive unfavorable judgment and input please : )