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Illustration - A Simple Mistake
🕑 Added 2021-05-06 17:23:41 +0000 UTCThis is my own personal commission that isn't based on a story. Don't worry - the Slow Burn illustration for the $5+ tiers is still coming this month. This piece is from the extremely talented Raven Toklum and is a tale of caution. Use protection during sex!
"You need to hurry," she said, licking her lips. She swallowed, cleared her throat with a rumble and coughed.
"We should be using the basement for this," he told her. His arms trembled as he anchored himself with his boot against the back of the tree, winding two separate ropes into a square knot. "You're sure the ropes will hold? The chains are better."
"I'm sure," she said. Panting now. She shivered, head bowed. Trembling. Hands against the trunk behind her. Clenching her fingers into the tree. Dragging her gnawed, uneven nails against the wood. "Need to get out. Something different. I want the woods. She wants the woods. The smells. Nature. Fuck!"
"I'm done," he said, backing away quickly.
He heard her fingers thump against the tree. They flexed backwards, tendons pushing against the skin while black hairs pierced the skin. Just as suddenly, they snapped forward and the joints popped against the wood. Furrows marked the wood, ending with her broken nails jutting from the trunk. She groaned, rolling her head back and around while clenching her fingers. Massaging them to ease the pain as dark talons pierced the tips. Blood coursed down her fingertips before the wounds healed around the claws. They bit into the wood and she hissed as she dragged them up, scarring the wood.
She watched him walk backwards to sit against a log opposite her. Hungry eyes staring at his body. She blinked and her eyes glowed in the light of the flashlight propped against her backpack. When she growled and turned her head away, he knelt to turn off the flashlight. Moonlight flooded the area, highlighting the golden streaks in her hazel eyes.
"Gonna- urgh- gonna watch again, pervert?" she asked. Hopeful despite the teasing note in her voice. "Gonna- fuck! FUCK!"
She slammed her head against the tree behind her, lifting her face with her jaw clenched. Breathing through her nose. He could see her canines sliding together, could hear the sickening crunch of teeth cracking as they curved away. He winced and touched his own teeth in sympathy and disgust. Her throat worked as she swallowed continuously but soon her jaw was moving. Sliding forward. She sighed and dropped her head again. Her tongue worked in between the gaps of her teeth.
The sight continued to amaze him. Eight months after she first changed and he still couldn't believe what he saw.
And this despite having taken videos of it. Videos he'd watched recently while masturbating, when she was off at work late at night. There was something about the sounds she made. Not the pain but the growling and the moaning. Animalistic. Stripped of human filters. She wasn't able to hide the enjoyment she felt. The urges rising within.
Her lips stretched over her teeth, black filing the stretch lines until there was no pink left. Sweat left her face glossy. She moaned with her eyes closed and her muzzle pointed down. Tongue out, drool sliding over the extended length and around the rounded tip. Long black hairs created a thick tuft of fur on her nape, a shortened mane spreading over her shoulders and up her neck until stubble grew from her cheeks.
She was panting. Moaning. Growling. Rubbing herself against the ropes. He stared at her small tits while squeezing his cock through his sweatpants. Her eyes snapped open to look at him, growling again as she watched his hand. She spread her knees before shoving them forward to show her swollen pussy, the lips open and wet.
"Masturbate for me," she moaned. Rubbing herself still. Now he saw why - the ropes crisscrossed her body and with her hands bound behind her she was using the rope to rub the teats growing over her belly. He could see the little mounds on her slick, sweaty body. Surrounded by tangles of scattered fur. "I want to watch. Before I lose myself. Want to smell it."
He unzipped himself and she snarled, claws tearing into the tree until splinters of wood exploded like gunshots. Her pure, golden eyes stared at his hard cock when he pulled it from his underwear. Her small tits jerked as she struggled against the ropes. Veins stood out on her arms. The ropes whined. She snarled and struggled before relaxing and panting.
"Cum on me," she begged, licking her lips. She sneezed and licked her nose as it grew broad. The skin broke, cracking into intricate little patterns lined with black. "On my face. My tits. My teats. God, yes. In my muzzle. Fuck. FUCK! In my muzzle! YES FUCK!"
His hand sped up as he stroked faster, egged on by her words and wildness. She whimpered and struggled again but the ropes held.
"Let me- let me lick it," she said. "It's not too late. I'm not too far gone. Just. Want to lick it. Suck it. Want to- it'll be fine. Just a little. Just a- oh god, I'm so hot! I need it so fucking bad!"
He stood and her short tail thumped against the tree trunk as she watched him approach. She opened her muzzle but he knelt and she cocked her head instead as he walked to her on her knees.
"You- you shouldn't-" she growled, black lips trembling over deadly white fangs. She thrust her hips forward despite her words. The urge to fuck while changing was immense but she held herself back every time. Now that he was there before her, she wrestled with the temptation. "Morning. Wait. We don't- ooooohHHHH!"
He kissed the fur on the curve of her neck before bending to bite her nipple and she howled, clawing against the tree while pulling against the ropes when his teeth sawed at a lower teat.
Further he bent, nearly on his belly until his breath swirled around her pussy. He kissed it, lips pressing into the soft, burning flesh and she howled again, her furry ass shaking while her tail slammed against her thighs and the tree trunk.
"I've never seen it this close," he whispered.
"Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Put your fucking dick in my wet, slutty cunt!" she snarled. The coarse words rolled from her black lips easily. She enjoyed dirty talk during sex but never demanded it like this. Never degraded herself like this. The beast pushed her forward. Emboldened her.
He kissed her again, licking between her lips while they slid against her cheeks. She clenched her thighs against him until it was almost painful but her fur was soft and warm and he kept licking. Her pussy lips dragged against his mouth as they pushed together, rolling and swelling and shoving outward. She howled once more when he sucked the distended lips completely into his mouth. His tongue dragged against her clit when it shoved forward to join the folding lips.
When he sat back, she shoved her muzzle forward to lick him clean, frantic and crazed from the scent of her pussy and the tingling sensation of her pussy. She could still feel his tongue against her.
"I trust you," he told her while sliding forward.
He grabbed her hips with one hand, his cock with the other and he pushed, forcing the tip through her bulging lips.
"FUUUOOOOWWWWWWL!" she howled when her pussy stretched over his cock. He let go to grip her hips with both hands, thrusting into her as deep as he could from the awkward position.
She snarled and snapped but kept her muzzle away from him while he pounded into her.
"Dreamed- dreamed of- mmrrAAWWWRRR! Dreamed of this! Wanted it! Fuck yes fuck! FUCK ME! CUM IN ME! CUM INSIDE MY PUSSY!"
His fingers clenched into her. He could feel the sweat beading on his body and he grunted. Grinding his teeth. Rumbling in his throat. Lips trembling as he focused on her, holding himself back as much as he could. Nails bending back to reveal dark claws curving from the tips of his fingers. Brown hairs growing over his hands and forearms.
"So. Tight," he grunted, leaning forward until his cheek was against hers. Rubbing into her. Nuzzling against her. Jaw cracking while the hairs emerging from his cheeks tangled with the fur on her muzzle.
"Stretching me so fucking good," she moaned, bowing her head to lay her muzzle on his shoulder.
He snarled when his spine flexed against his back. Cramps exploded over his body as muscles grew dense and his tailbone snapped.
Flesh gathered around the base of his cock. Long, kinky brown hairs grew from the skin while his cock stretched within her. Pink skin fading to red while straining out to a long point.
He growled and bit at her earlobes, sharp teeth gnawing the studs in her lobes before nibbling at the flesh. They twitched, flicking against him while growing out to points and he dragged his tongue over them.
"Your scent-" she panted.
Suddenly, he jerked back, falling to his ass. His tail, short but covered in fur, brushed against the ground behind him.
"Oh, no," he groaned, raising his hands to stare at the black claws tipping his fingers.
He roared, tearing his shirt to show hardened muscle and a long line of thick fur covering his spine. His cock twitched, flexing as the shaft continued to thicken. He moaned, gripping the furry sheath at the base as it crept over his testicles, pulling them taut against his body. His hand squeezed against twin lumps stretching the rim of his sheath.
With trembling legs, he stood and his ears twitched backwards to show his alarm. His pants dangled against his thighs and his feet ached within his shoes.
"Told- told you," she gasped, staring. Lusting. "Should've waited until morning."
Her tongue circled her muzzle. She couldn't stop looking at his cock and a long, low moan escaped her lips when she spied the knots swelling in place. In her dreams, he was a wolf like her and they often mated. She carried the fantasy over to her waking life, growling and grunting in bed while shoving her hands between her thighs, imagining him mounting her and stretching her open.
"Do it. Do it," she told him, spreading herself wide again. The ropes groaned. "Knot me. Take me!"
He walked to her. Knelt in front of her. Reached around her to claw through the ropes until she was freed and she pounced on him, rolling until she was on her belly with her ass raised. He wasted no time, grabbing her and pulling her towards him. Staring at the hardened muscles flexing in her back beneath her spreading fur. Her scent filled him. His mate. The beast howled within and he joined his voice with it while shoving forward. Leaning towards her. Raising himself onto all fours over her while she lifted her hips to accommodate him. Gnashing her teeth when he filled her completely and his knot stretched her tightened lips. He licked the fur on her nape while thrusting into her.
Muzzle to muzzle, he panted while she pushed into him.
"Losing. Myself. Can't. Can't," she shook her head and the beast took hold, shoving back into her mate.
"Gonna cum. Gonna. Gonna cum," he told her, growling when he could no longer hold back. He thrust, shoving her to the dirt while grabbing her hands, his padding pressing into the fur on the back of her hands as he held her and filled her. She trembled beneath him and then bucked, bowing up into him while her pussy spasmed around his swelling cock.
Finally, she turned, licking the side of his muzzle. They lay together for a while until his knot deflated and they pulled apart, cleaning each other. Sniffing at the backpack and the tree and the cum covering the ground.
She butted into him and lashed her tail before turning to leap into the woods and he followed her, following her trail beneath the light of the full moon.
Comments
Heather Graham
Well, I always assume the partner isn't a werewolf/TF lover :) So it takes them a bit to get used to it and then get into it. Thanks for the comment and compliment. They'are *always* appreciated!
<3 I think I wouldn't last more than a night with a delicious werewolf GF like that before discarding cautions, never mind 8 months! Awesome story & illustration!! 10/10 Hotness
