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Birthday Blessings Ch. 05
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Sade allowed the crowd to pull her along. She panted excitedly with wide open pupils as she bounced between people in the milling throng until she spied James tying his shoes beside the flagpole.
"James!" Sadie shouted loudly. She raised her arms, waving while shoving and growling against the unceasing tide of students. "James!"
Dark bronze hairs pierced the skin around the corners of her lips. Pores opened to emit the hairs as they spread back towards her jaw but they grew shorter and shorter until bronze became sable and then nothing but the smooth perfection of her flawless skin.
She ran. Her breasts bounced freely beneath her hoodie and shirt, brushing against the top set of her teats. She couldn't help but smile when he looked up at her approach but she slowed when she saw him cock his head in confusion. Her eyes focused on the cues in his stance and facial expression, reading what she could with the lack of a tail or shift in his posture.
"H- hey, James!" Sadie said cautiously, searching his face. She shoved her right hand into her pocket to grab the choker, relying on it to reassure herself in the face of her own uncertainty.
Paw pads rasped together, fingers to palm, when she closed her fist around the silky material. Hairs grew from her palm, in between the padding. They slid against the rough, swollen callus until the very tips lay exposed in the gaps.
"Oh, hey, Sadie," James said after squinting his eyes. He frowned for half a second but then nodded. "What's up?"
Sadie smiled when James relaxed. She watched the little muscles loosen in his face and it set her at ease. Her tail pressed hard against the back of her jeans before grinding back and forth along the denim fabric.
"The party!" she blurted out. She realized, too late, how it sounded and her ears drooped beneath her hair while she nibbled on her pure black lips. "Um- um- my- my party. I'm- My party is tonight and I'd love for you to come."
"Oh, that'd be great! Happy birthday," he told her.
"Thankssss," she growled happily, showing her teeth briefly.
The feathery, nearly invisible black fur edging her hairline descended, hidden behind her bangs. They slowed, pushing to the side and down, replacing the hairs she'd shaved from her jaw earlier. The creeping hairs stopped before reaching her chin.
"When and where is it?" he asked. "And, should I bring a gift? Or food or anything?"
"Oh, ummm," she hesitated.
Sadie reached her other hand into her front pocket, fumbling with the choker. At the mention of the word 'gift', she nearly gave him the band. He knelt before her, even more handsome than in her daydreams and she could feel herself crumbling beneath him. This boy that she'd silently fallen for over the course of a year. He held power over her simply because she'd allowed him to have it, spending hours dreaming of time with him and agonizing over asking him out.
He stood while she stared at him and she fidgeted in front of him as the beast continued to assert control.
The voice howled in her mind, urging her on, showing image after image of her on all fours with James beside her. Curled in his lap. Sleeping against him. Walking beside him. She trembled, gasping before whining quietly.
"Sadie? You okay?" James asked. He stood, hands out as if to touch her.
"Yes," she said quietly, bending towards him slightly at the urging of the voice. It was impossible to resist when she was this close to him. She had to be next to him. Her aching feet moved, shuffling her closer to the boy.
"Umm, it's, umm- Autumn's house tonight," she told him. Her tail curled, laying once more between the soft fur covering her ass. She pulled her hand from her pocket to reach for him but hesitated as the human side screamed at her to stop. Her faint whimper was barely audible even to her newly sensitive ears.
"Okay. What's her address?" he asked.
"The-" her mind blanked.
The word 'address' held no meaning to her beyond the rough idea of a 'place' and she'd already told him it was at Autumn's house. She whined and her pebbled nose flexed. The skin separated on either side, leaving two thin slits that were barely visible against her skin. Scents entered the slits and she nearly jerked her head from side-to-side to follow them but she held herself in place.
What did he say again? she asked herself nervously. She couldn't remember what he'd said and she felt both shame and anxiousness fill her. The thought of not being able to do something he asked left her with a feeling of inadequacy that brought her to the edge of tears. She hated the idea of disappointing him but worried asking would just highlight her inattention.
"I- I have to- I have to go! I really really hope to see you tonight!" Sadie said before turning. She froze, indecisive for a moment before turning back. The girl threw her arms around James to pull him into a tight hug. He tensed against her before wrapping his own arms against her with an awkward pat on her back.
Sadie's breasts flattened against the boy's broad chest. She leaned into him while tightening her grip and smothering herself in his scent.
When she felt his bulge against her lower stomach, she groaned and her claws lightly bit into James' back. She grinded into him with a jerking, halting motion as the two voices within fought for control. The beast gibbered for her to tackle him to the ground and force herself on him while the human side grabbed her by the metaphysical neck to pull her away.
She stood back, grabbing her upper arms with her hands while looking down at the ground. Panting, eyes wide. Heart hammering in her chest. Breasts squeezed together between her clothing. Her erect, throbbing nipples pressed hard against her hoodie and the tips of her floppy ears trembled in the shroud provided by her hair.
Tawny fur emerged between her compressed breasts. She shivered as they tickled her soft skin and they spread, curving around in scattered clumps. As the hairs reached the sides of her breasts, the coloring darkened to a silky black that matched the fur on her back.
Heat pooled between her thighs. Her knees dropped before she could catch herself, forcing herself to stand straight on the balls of her feet. Nerves ignited along her body, a million voices screaming to be heard. The clothing she wore suddenly felt wrong. Constraining. Clawing at her body with their synthetic fibers. Her ears twisted back and she stumbled under the onslaught while her fists tightened at her sides.
.... do it Don't do it Don't do it, a new voice spoke urgently
It would take nothing to tackle James to the ground. To rip her unneeded clothing away and bury the boy's cock deep within her throbbing wet pussy. Nothing at all. It was a natural desire. Completely natural and necessary in order to quench the flaming torrent raging through her body. She inhaled quickly, eyes wide as her cheeks burned and her fingers twitched. And then exhaled. Panting, her tongue hanging freely.
A thin wet line appeared in the seat of her tight pants, directly centered between her engorged labia. Everything moved in slow motion around her. James watched her and she read the concern in his expressions.
Why- why doesn't he take me? He has to smell my heat, she whined to herself. He has to know- no he doesn't. He can't, please please don't go inside, go inside, away from him.
Sadie swallowed, opened her mouth to speak but then turned once more to rush away, melting into the few straggling students entering the school. She pulled her hoodie over her head as if to hide the shame she felt from the strange voice inside her head and her downcast eyes stayed glued to the floor.
Once inside, she broke off from the rest of the students to head to the bathroom, stepping wide around another girl before shoving her shoulder into the swinging door. Even without her heightened sense of smell and hearing she could tell that it was empty. Several incredibly interesting smells fought for her attention, emanating from the stalls and the small waste bin next to the sinks but they were smothered by a thick, eye-watering layer of bleach that permeated the small room.
New scents were secondary to her own intense, undeniable needs, however. Sadie dropped her backpack on the floor before shoving at her unbuttoned pants with a whine. She rushed into a stall, pushed by a quiet voice that insisted she needed to be out of sight from everyone. The girl dragged her backpack into the stall before pulling her pants down over her thighs.
Long black fur floated to the floor around the base of the toilet as she sat back and her short tail curled as if stretching with its newfound freedom. She shoved her hand between her thighs, clawing through the bronze fur while rubbing her palm against her dripping pussy.
Fatty tissue filled the slightly distended skin covering her palm and the bottom of her fingers. She grunted as the leathery padding rubbed against her distended clit and the slick, swollen lips below. Her pussy opened to the bulging flesh and she jerked as the thick callused flesh slid within the opening of her sex.
She could still smell him. The slits on either side of her dark nose wriggled as she breathed in deeply. She would always remember his smell now. It was linked inexorably deep within her brain and she dwelled on it, surrounding herself with the memory of it as she frantically rubbed herself.
Drops of her cum flicked to the door as she fingered herself while other droplets dripped to the rim of the toilet seat and down, racing along the porcelain surface until they settled on the tile floor.
Sadie whimpered as she remembered the way James felt against her. The way his arms wrapped around her and his cock pressed into her. She whined and licked her lips as pressure built within her sex.
Her labia quivered while her fingers grinded relentlessly against her pussy. She lifted her feet to press them against the stall with her legs spread while leaning back in order to pleasure herself easier.
The knuckles of her toes bent further, pressing her short claws deeper into the soles of her shoes as bones lengthened. She growled, missing a beat with her hand due to the pain and began to flex her toes, annoyed that it was disturbing her masturbation. Again and again she pushed her feet until ten black points pierced the tips of her shoes, bringing immediate relief.
Her feet slid down the stall when she closed her eyes to focus once more on James. Her claws, now freed, lengthened until they scored the paint covering the metal door. Eight silver lines slowly appeared on the stall as she finger-fucked herself.
The sloppy wet sounds of her hand slapping her fleshy pussy filled the bathroom but her labia began to tighten under the impact. The swollen skin curled inward, pulling at her hooded clit as they folded into themselves. She whined when her newly tightened pussy pushed her finger free but barely hesitated to continue rubbing her hand between her thighs, shoving against her distended, spade-like pussy.
Yes harder yes god yes, the new voice moaned within her head. Finger inside put a finger inside inside inside close close so close close close-
She ignored it with a growl before licking her lips and opening her mouth to pant.
A clear stream jetted from her pussy to splash against the floor, narrowly missing the pants held tight around her thighs. Sadie snapped at the air while clenching a hand against her pulsing sex. Her claws bit deep into the door before she slammed them against the ground to lift her ass from the toilet seat. She rested there to calm her wildly beating heart while luxuriating in the slowly receding waves of her orgasm.
After an eternity, she stood, ready to leave the bathroom until the voice pulled at her mind.
Sex smells like sex too much, it yelled to her annoyance.
Sadie huffed before sitting back down. She bent while awkwardly lifting a leg to clean herself, her broad tongue slapping against her folded sable pussy lips before flattening to clean her skin and the bronze fur covering her crotch as well as the inside of her thighs. She lost herself in the motion, licking herself loudly, over and over again until she sat back, satisfied with her work.
Finally, she stood again and then paused, head cocked to listen to the whining voice. She growled quietly but then pulled her pants up, struggling once more with the button until it slipped through the hole to latch in place. Her tail resisted, rubbing between her furred ass cheeks as it tried to pull itself free. Now fully clothed, she grabbed her backpack before stepping back into the bathroom. The exposed tips of her claws quietly clicked against the floor with every step.
Hands wash your hands wash wash, the voice nattered. She squinted and then nodded, going to the sink to turn the handle for cold water.
Sadie bent to the sink, twisting her head to simultaneously lap at the water and sip it. Her tongue flicked the water around the bathroom and she coughed several times, sputtering while still trying to drink. The tip of her tongue curled to scoop the water as if she knelt before a bowl but it continued to scatter the water instead, leaving her to choke on the pool that collected against the inside of her cheek until she'd finally had her fill.
The girl stepped into an empty hallway filled with the echoing sounds of the overlapping voices of multiple teachers lecturing their students.
Late, you're late! Stupid dumb-
"Bad girl," Sadie whined, pulling her hood over her bowed head once more with slumped shoulders. She twisted her thighs together with a whine but all that did was remind her of the way her changed pussy felt. Despite having meticulously cleaned herself, she could feel new wetness coating her fur. Her swollen, distended lips were silky against the short, velvet fur between her thighs and the hairs brushed against her pussy relentlessly, causing her to breathe in with short, shallow breaths when she walked. Her legs compressed the lips, squeezing them together until they grinded against the clit hidden within the folds. She took a step but whined and leaned against a nearby locker while her heart raced and a new drop of liquid slipped from her tight sex.
A ticklish sensation made her scratch at her ears beneath her hood. Cartilage melted away within the antihelix of both ears, causing them to soften while they stretched, fur dragging against her hair until they flopped completely against her fuzzy cheeks, supported by the widened base of the crus of helix as her silky black-furred ears fully became dog pinnas. She whined again as she dug her claws into her ears, unsure of what she should do next.
Her hand gripped the choker within her pocket. She pulled it free and, with the reduced dexterity she had left, she pulled it around her neck and fumbled with the catch until it was clasped. It's presence helped calm her.
The school was a symphony of pencils and pens scratching rustling papers, teachers droning on with varying degrees of passion, students answering questions or reading passages as well as the random noises of people simply existing: coughing, sneezing, shuffling their feet and more.
The cacophony was enough to pull her attention away from her heat but almost too much. Sadie hugged herself and her claws bit into her sides while her tail pressed harder against her body, curling in response to her anxiety. She knew she was bad, that she'd done something bad because she took too long in the bathroom but it was difficult to remember why-
Late for class, the voice offered unhelpfully.
-and she was left with a general sense of unease and a worry that she'd be disciplined. She slid against the locker until she sat against her backpack on the floor, pulling her knees close to her chest with a sad whimper.
"Stupid, bad girl," she growled quietly at herself, gently boxing her hoodie and the soft ears beneath.
Next class. Can't be seen like this, the voice moaned. Focus. Focus, focus. Skip class. Skip.
The great double doors around the corner from where she sat opened. She barked in alarm while jumping up and running in a crouch, continuously pulled down by faint instincts telling her it was more correct to be on all fours.
Her first period teacher's scent was all over the school but it was more intensified in certain areas and she began to build a simple heat map of smells - irregular, invisible blobs with smaller blots of familiar scents hidden within.
There, it's there, the quiet voice said as she passed a classroom, ducking her head below the rectangular window set into the door. Her tail wagged briefly. She struggled to remember the class number but the sight of it locked into her brain, tagged with the sour smell of her old teacher. Her bestial side amplified the scent, plucking it from her brain to provide what she needed to track him down if needed. It mixed with her fuzzy memory, attaching to what she could remember of his face and the even hazier memory of the class.
Her hand touched the dirty tile briefly before she stood again and the claws tipping her constrained feet clicked in rapid fire staccato. The holes carved into the front of her shoes widened to show her swollen toes as the bones continued to glacially stretch. Rust colored hairs dotted the skin around her curved obsidian claws.
Once more she dropped low, clawing at the floor with her right hand and then her left before executing a small leap and landing on her feet. A wide field lay beyond the smudged glass twin double doors at the end of the hall and she raced to it with a wide smile when she spied the enormous amount of geese pecking through the uncut grass. Fur continued to spread from the edge of her delicate jaw, marching up over her cheek and around to the bridge of her nose.
Sadie barreled into the doors, slamming the handles down with her side and rolling, yipping when her backpack pressed painfully hard into her back. She slid on hands and feet until her claws dug into the ground to stop her.
Don't, oh god, don't please they'll see they'll see, the voice yammered. They'll- they'll- is- the- the goose on the left is hurt. It can't fly.
The girl's thick, furred tail curled freely behind her. She stared at the geese, moving slowly until she spied the one goose with its wing partially opened. Her nose burned, threatening a powerful sneeze when cartilage filled her nasal cavity and her nasal bone flowed forward, stretching her face into a petite muzzle. The russet hairs above her brow pulled inward as she focused and she raised her right hand, curling it slightly.
She tensed her muscles, coiling them until she exploded into motion, lopping towards the field while panting. Clumps of dirt and grass flung behind her as her hands tore into the earth but the padding covering her palms softened her landings. The sole of her torn shoes caught against the ground and they split, tearing apart from her sheer force of movement.
The geese took flight in a rolling wave of indignant honking. The lone crippled goose waddled while flapping its wings and her eyes narrowed as she closed in. Her backpack thumped against the base of her skull in an annoying rhythm until she was within striking distance. She growled and lowered herself mid-motion.
No, no, no don't- don't- it's- the voice faltered. I am getting hungry, though.
The goose finally lifted from the ground in a panic, flapping as other geese dived to attack. Upon seeing their comrade in the air, they swerved away and Sadie sat with a huff as black-tipped gray feathers spiraled around her.
She sniffed idly at a piece of goose poop before glancing back at the school. Her floppy ears lifted when the bell rang and she pulled herself up to her bare feet. Her tongue lay against her furred chin while she panted from the exertion of running.
You can't, the voice said sadly. You can't.
Students appeared through the doors, blurred by the distance and the sun shining off of the glass. Sadie walked away quickly until she reached the fence at the corner of the field, hopping over to disappear into the forest beyond.
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Please, please no, dangerous, can't, please, the voice groaned as Sadie stared through the fence. She lifted her chin to scent the air and her tail swung behind her. Her choker was a comforting presence around her neck and the tiny chain pulled lightly against the fur on her throat. Her backpack lay forgetting against a stump deeper in the woods, discarded when it had annoyed her too much.
The lunch bell had just rung. She'd spent a few hours sniffing through the edge of the forest and napping but her stomach rumbled painfully, reminding her that she hadn't eaten since the morning. She whined, licked her lips and whined again while pacing next to the fence.
Sadie's pure amber eyes stared out from the glossy black fur covering her short muzzle, barely hidden beneath her hoodie. The voice within pleaded with her as she reached for the bar along the top of the fence and pleading turned to begging when she pushed down with a quick jump to hop over.
She walked carefully through the empty field, stepping deftly over white and green goose droppings as she approached the school. Her wide, black tail curled against her ass with the tip hidden between her thighs and she jerked her head towards every motion, closing her mouth and waiting until her lips parted slightly and she resumed her anxious, quiet panting.
Hide yourself, hide, the voice groaned as she approached the door.
She shoved her hands into her front pocket while bowing her head slightly. Pushing the door open with her hip, she stepped into the school's hallway. Her paws spread slightly under her weight as she stood on her forefeet. Bronze hairs covered her feet and legs completely, vanishing beneath the leg of her pants. She walked comfortably, mixing with the oblivious crowd as they flowed into the nearby cafeteria.
Drool formed on the corner of her lips as the smell of food overwhelmed her. The other students broke off, filtering into the cafeteria but she eagerly continued forward.
A sharp scent pierced the delicious smell of the buffet laid out before her. It smelled of cigarettes, clothes worn too often without washing, and anger.
"Oh my god!" a voice said just to her left. The owner of the scent. "Holy shit, look at this freak!"
A hand grabbed the edge of her hoodie and pulled, leaving her head completely exposed.
No no no no NO! The voice within her head screamed.
"A fucking furry," the boy laughed. He was tall with puffy pale cheeks lined with acne and his eyes were sharp as he sneered at her.
A growl rose from the back of her throat but she clenched her hands, digging her claws into her leathery padding. Her floppy ears slid forward while raising slightly, alert and ready as her lips raised to show her fangs.
Run run, please run.
Voices whispered around her while others loudly proclaimed their disgust and still more laughed. She could feel a strange knot of shame forming in her guts and her tail pulled more tightly against her body while she glanced sharply to her left and right.
"And she even has a coll-" he reached forth again, grabbing the chain connected to her collar.
Her collar. A symbol of her desire for James. A wish she had for James to belong to her and for her to belong to James. Not for this trash to touch.
Sadie's growl rose while her ears pulled back against her skull. She tugged her right hand free while jerking her head away from the bully. Her hand swung in a compact, powerful arc that tore through the boy's shirt and the flesh underneath. The coppery smell of blood filled her nose immediately as the boy grabbed at his chest with a scream. Her black claws were tipped with dripping red as silence fell around her.
FUCKING RUN! The voice shouted and, this time, she followed its advice immediately, turning and racing through the cafeteria, dodging students as they jumped out of her way. From the cafeteria, she turned, nearly slamming into a row of lockers in her haste before bruising her hip against the metal handles of the glass doors.
Her claws grinded against the rough concrete directly outside of the school until she felt the cool grass beneath her feet. She sprinted, going to all fours right before the fence in order to gather her strength to leap over the fence and lose herself once more in the forest.
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Afternoon slowly turned to evening. As time passed, Sadie became aware of something important. It began as an internal itch that made her pause with her hand against a tree while eyeing a particularly fat brown rabbit.
That poor bunny, the voice moaned as she rubbed faint traces of blood still clinging to her lips. Poor cute bunny.
"What," she growled out loud as the itch began to expand. Her nose wrinkled and she turned in a slow circle with her hand against her chest. "What this?"
The- the voice hummed in concentration. The- Umm. Umm. Umm. The- Oh! The party! My birthday!
The concept was rough and unfamiliar to her bestial side but it came with a rush of emotions. Still, she huffed and shook her head at the idea, instead plotting her return home after she hunted a little more.
James!
Her ears perked up and her eyes narrowed in the fading light.
James will be there!
Sadie snarled and kicked the dirt with her paw. Her mind raced beneath the surface, pulling scents and blurred images of people she recognized. It was the other's doing, desperately rifling through her thoughts to try to show the way to the party. A crude map began to form, filled with holes and things she didn't understand.
"Autumn," she growled with her rough voice. She showed her teeth in an awkward smile before licking her lips and nose. Her tail wagged briefly behind her, tugging at her lower back.
She could smell her friend as soon as she thought of her. Or the memory of a smell. The party was at her house, she vaguely understood that now and the holes in the strange map filled in slightly. She would have to make her way back to school and track her from there, picking apart the threads of the tapestry woven by the thousands of other smells until she found the right one. And then follow her back.
With a last regretful look at the foraging bunny, she turned and made her way back to the school in the waning light.
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James sat against a low brick wall in Autumn's backyard. A few stars twinkled through the night pollution high overhead. He stared at them while occasionally swirling the punch in his glass.
"Is she here yet?" a soft voice asked behind him in the house when someone opened the sliding door to go inside. He didn't hear the answer.
Everyone else was inside but nearly all of them were outside his friend circle. He sighed before sipping his drink and bouncing against the wall.
Sadie, he thought, conjuring up a picture of her face. Of her shy smile from the times he spied her from across the room. She was such a charming girl, beautiful with eyes that lit up but-
He turned his head and then took a larger swallow of his punch as he remembered meeting her earlier. Remembering how warm and soft she felt when hugging him. But, worse, he remembered the way she rubbed against him and his hormones gleefully reminded him exactly how that felt. He lowered his arm to brush the erection in his pants in order to shift it into a less painful position.
"James?" a sultry, growly voice called out. It seemed familiar to him but he turned towards the open backyard with confusion. A figure stood in the shadows, the face hidden by a hoodie but the curves of their hips and chest were undeniably feminine.
"Do I know you?"
"Sadie," the girl said before stepping closer. He focused on her face but it was hidden by the hoodie and she kept her head bowed.
"Are you okay? They're all looking for you," he told her while standing.
"Came," she said before growling to clear her rough throat and trying again. She spoke the next words slowly, almost as if repeating them. "You. Came."
She hid her hands in her pocket as she stepped closer. He could feel his heart speeding up. At the memory of her from this morning, brought back once again by her physical presence. She seemed taller than he remembered. Small sticks and dirt covered her hoodie but he looked up to focus on her face.
"Let's go inside," he told her, reaching for her arm but she turned and he brought his arm back.
"No," she huffed. "Shy."
"But it's your birthday and they're all your friends," he said, confused.
"You," she told him, ducking her head for a moment while she licked her lips. Her ears and tail trembled against her body.
The girl reached out, palm down before grabbing the bottom of his shirt to hold him in place. He found himself blushing at the gesture and his heart beat in his throat when she took a step towards him.
"Close," she started to say before clearing her throat again. "Close. Your. Eyes."
He stared at her for a moment before doing as she said. He thought he knew what was coming. He hoped he knew
Despite being dressed for the cold weather, his skin prickled as he felt her draw close. Her hot breath tickled his chin and he nearly opened his eyes before squeezing them shut more tightly. She smelled earthy and he was surprised at how much he liked the smell of it. With all of the sprays and perfumes the other kids wore, her natural scent was a welcome change and-
Her lips brushed his and he froze in place. It wasn't his first kiss but there was a charged eroticism from her eager awkwardness. She pressed her soft, thick lips against his with a rumbling groan. He reached for her to hug her and she surprised him by licking his lips with a quick flick of her tongue.
Sadie pulled back but before he could speak, she leaned forward again. Harder. Hungrier. Lips opening with her tongue sliding forward, forcing him to open to her. Her tongue rasped against his and he gripped her tightly when she moaned and clawed at his back. He turned his head for a better angle and she mirrored the gesture before pulling her long, broad tongue back to allow him into her own mouth. They kissed deeply. Breathlessly and she writhed against his throbbing erection, whining with her muffled voice when she rubbed herself against him.
The soft, silky glossy fur surrounding her mouth brushed against his sensitive lips, driving him wild. They finally broke apart with a gasp but Sadie immediately bent forward to nip at his neck, surprising him with the sharpness of her teeth. She trembled and shook before slowly pulling away from him until she stood, head bowed once more and panting.
"Like. You," she growled, shoving her hands into her pocket once more.
James wiped his mouth before collapsing back against the wall.
"Hell," he said. "That- that was amazing."
"Go," she said after almost a full minute of silence. "Havetogo."
"Wait, the party-" he started to say but she turned and fled, leaving him blinking and touching his lips. "Christ."
He stared after her, waiting for his erection to die down before he went into the house to tell them she wouldn't be coming.
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Fur receded slowly along Sadie's naked body. She lay beneath the low, full moon in the corner of her own backyard, partially hidden by the bushes her mother kept well trimmed. She groaned as awareness began to return.
Her claws cracked and flattened while they pulled back and her body reabsorbed the nutrients they provided.
She twisted, clawing at the dirt with flat, shortened fingernails. Dirt stuck to the tufts of fur between her fingers and along her body. The memories of the past two days flashed through her mind and she groaned in shame. She remembered feeling ill from her birthday cake and most of the following day but things grew hazy after that.
"James," she sighed.
His kiss stood bright in her mind.
She stretched out on the grass with a growl, scratching at the earth. Her teats called out for attention when they grinded against loose dirt even as they began to shrink on her body. She pulled her knees beneath her, spreading them as she raised herself up. Clear liquid glistened from between her thighs as her pussy lips began to unfold. She groaned, biting at her lips when her hood slid down, dragging her clit with it. Her pussy lips opened briefly and a long string of her cum dangled, attaching briefly to the fur on her thighs until they too retreated to leave dark, bare skin behind. Her cum pooled beneath her before soaking into the dirt.
Sadie raised her head to the moon, mouth open in a silent howl. Her jaw cracked as teeth pulled back into gums and her ears slid through her hair while reforming with ridges and whorls.
The changes continued to revert until, finally, she collapsed to the ground, naked beneath the moonlight. She knew she should get up and sneak inside but she was temporarily exhausted.
"Oh, no," she groaned, closing her eyes from the vague, disjointed memory of attacking the student in the cafeteria. She prayed no one would recognize her in her school's hoodie, looking as she did.
She turned and touched her neck, sighing happily when she felt the choker. She felt a complex mixture of emotions at its presence - shame at knowing why she was attracted to it as well as happiness of the constriction against her neck and the meaning behind it. She wanted to feel bad for wearing it but she couldn't. The weight of it warmed her.
Her fingers trailed up from her neck to her lips and she smiled. She could remember the kiss. She would always remember it. The boldness of it. Something she'd never try if not for-
With a groan, she pushed herself up to her knees. Whether a holdover from the still fading changes or a new impulse, the thought of covering her breasts never crossed her mind and she knelt, shivering in the cold. She felt a new affinity for nature that left her feeling more free than before.
Finally, she stood on shaky legs, holding herself up with a hand on the rough bush before walking nude to the backdoor. She scooped the key from beneath the welcome mat and went inside, listening with her dull ears for the sounds of her parents. Finally, she crept through the house to her bed, collapsing into a deep sleep beneath her covers.
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She was relieved to find herself still human when she woke late to her mother's concerned voice. And even more thankful when nothing happened the next day. She finished off her chocolate cake happily without incident.
James met her before school when she returned. And every day after that but she was the one to ask him on a proper date first almost 4 weeks later.
It was a simple thing - a dinner together sitting in the corner of the restaurant. Both were nervous until Sadie had a coughing fit from a breadstick. They laughed it off and that opened the floodgates, allowing them to enjoy their evening together. She wore the choker that night and on every date afterwards. On the way home, they talked about their dreams while walking past the park. Sadie found herself distracted as owners threw frisbees and squeaking balls for their dogs. James touched her arm, bringing her back into the conversation after talking about engineering school. She'd blushed and said that, for the longest time, she hadn't been sure of what she wanted to do but thought veterinary school would work well for her.
She bumped against him during the walk back to her house and their hands brushed together until he reached for her with purpose to twine their fingers together. Their kiss at her front door left Sadie whining for more.
Later that night, with the full moon high in the sky, her changes returned.
She watched herself in the mirror, terror mixing with amazement as she touched the bronze fur around her mouth and the black fur on her cheeks. She pulled her lips back when her gums began to ache and her canines lengthened. Pain wracked her midsection suddenly, streaking down to her guts and she dropped to her knees with a groan as cramps seized her body. She shoved her ass out behind her while grinding her teeth and staring at her face to see brown eyes fading to amber. She could feel her pussy lips gliding wetly against her thighs as they expanded and folded and she gasped when the heat bloomed within and thick strands of her cum dripped beneath her.
She was aware of them this time but not prepared. With the remaining humanity she had before the beast took over, she prepared herself in order to pass the time without incident.
---
Years later, Sadie lay with James on a blanket, staring up at the stars together.
"Can I call you doctor yet?" he asked despite knowing the answer.
"No," she laughed while shoving against him. "Not yet. You know that."
"I heard from them today. I got the job and I start in two weeks."
"Babe!" Sadie gasped, propping herself up on her elbows. She rolled, straddling James and kissing him deeply. "Oh my god, that's amazing! I didn't think you'd know for weeks!"
"I know," he laughed, pulling her down for another kiss. "But they said I was their best candidate and they didn't want to wait."
"I-" she started to say.
"Move in with me," he interrupted. "Let's go pick out an apartment together."
"James, I-"
He rolled her gently, laying her back down before sitting back and fumbling at his waist. He rocked back to one knee with an open box before him.
"I-" James said before laughing and wiping away a sudden tear. "I- I forgot everything I was going to say. I- I had a whole speech and- and-"
Sadie clapped her hands to her mouth with a shrill cry as her own tears began to fall.
"Sadie, I love you," he told her. "You're the most amazing, sweet, loving, patient, beautiful-"
"Stop," she said softly.
"Caring woman I know," he continued. "I don't want anyone else. I just- I just want you. Marry me. Please."
"I- I- I- I can't," she cried. "I just- I want to- but just- I have to-"
"Oh. You. Oh," he fumbled. "You don't have to say yes right away. I just thought- I thought we were both-"
"A week," she told him, glancing up at the sky. "Give me a week and I'll give you my answer."
"Okay," he said before wiping a tear with the back of his hand.
---
James sat nervously in his cheap apartment. Sadie was in the bathroom, making him wait and his anxiety was spiking.
He started to speak when she opened the door but she came out in a long bathrobe with her head down and turned to the side. She fumbled at her mouth before putting her hands to her waist. She'd asked him to leave the lights off and he'd obliged. Now she stood awkwardly in the darkness by the bathroom.
"Do you- are you-" he tried to ask.
"I don't know how to explain it," she said, her voice slightly deeper, as if she had a cold. "But something happened to me when I turned eighteen."
He continued to sit quietly while his stomach twisted angrily.
"That very night," she said. She coughed and growled to clear her throat. "Do you remember the party when I kissed you the first time?"
"Always," he said, meaning it.
She took a few steps closer.
"Werewolves, you know," she said suddenly. "Every full moon they change according to some myths. I- I read a lot about them over the past few years. All of the different myths from all of the different cultures. There's so many. It's not- it's not that."
"It's not what?" he asked, confused.
She stepped even closer with her hand in front of her face. A thin callus covered her palm, nearly invisible unless you looked closely but she could feel the slight bulge. Sadie bit her lip. She was flushed. Overly sensitive. The urge to pant was overwhelming but she held it back.
Her swollen, folded pussy lips rubbed against the sparse fur between her thighs.
"It's something like that," she continued, moving until she stood before him.
She took her hand from her face and James' eyes bulged when he saw the soft black fur low on her jaw.
"What-" he started to say.
Sadie opened her robe and dropped it around her feet. James gasped. Black hairs sporadically lined her arms while bronze fur covered her armpits and the surrounding skin. More black fur, slick and shiny in the moonlight from the window, covered her shoulders and down, growing a peak above her breasts.
Despite himself, he grew hard at her naked body as he focused on her breasts. She sighed, rolling her head before groaning as she reached a hand up to cradle her breasts. He watched her nails crack and lengthen before curving as the translucent coloring darkened to black. Sadie lifted her breasts.
"Fuck," James said softly.
Two tiny teats lay hidden just beneath the curves of her breasts. He reached for one but held back before looking up at her.
"Do it," she said with a sharp whine that turned quickly to a growl. He touched one gently and she groaned, reaching out to grab his shoulder for support when he pinched the little nipple carefully. Her claws dug into his skin.
"What- what is this?"
"The three nights of the full moon," she panted, grabbing his hand when he tried to pull it away. She squeezed his fingers against her teat with a moan. "Not a werewolf. Not that. Dog. Weredog? I lose my-ohhhh yes. I lose. Myself. It gets worse over the three days until I'm more animal than human."
"Do- do you turn into an actual-"
Sadie leaned forward to kiss him, shoving her tongue into his mouth. He could feel it expanding as their tongues twined together. His tongue ran over her canine as it slowly lengthened. When she pulled back, she rested her forehead against his.
"No," she answered him. "Two legs. A dog human. Hybrid. I don't know."
"Can I- Is it-"
"You mean can you catch it?" she laughed. "Babe, we've- we've fucked so much that I think you would've by now if it was a disease."
"Oh," he said, staring at her. His hand crept to his pants. He massaged his hard cock as she ran a hand down her body. He could see the fur spreading from her waist.
"Now you see why I can't marry you," she sighed, standing back from him. It took effort for her not to touch herself. "I- I've tried to make myself break up with you over the years but I'm not strong enough."
She sighed and her lip trembled.
"I love you too much," she told him. "But now you see. Now you see why I couldn't say 'yes'."
"And you change back?" He asked before shaking his head. "Of course you do. And that's why you're gone sometimes and don't answer my texts every month. Wow. I always wondered but you always had an excuse. Now that makes sense."
"I'm sorry," she said quietly. "I didn't mean to lie but-"
"No," he said.
"Wha- what?" she asked
"No," he said again. "No. If you're going to apologize, apologize for thinking about breaking up with me. Over something- something like this. You are the same woman I fell in love with over the years. Even now- even now as I look at you, I only see you. I only see Sadie. I only see the woman I love."
"It gets worse," she said hoarsely. "The dog part takes over. I get dumb and furry and- and-"
"Does it hurt?" he asked, reaching for her to touch her.
"Some," she whispered. She bit her lip and took his hand, pulling it back up to her teat.
"The heat is worse," she said with a growl when he thumbed the little nipple. "It- OH FUCK!"
James leaned forward to take her teat in his mouth, circling it with his wet tongue. She shook against him as her cum began to leak from her pussy, dribbling down her leg. His arms hugged against her lower back until he released her and his fingers scratched against the hairs dotting her ass.
"Oh, baby, you shouldn't- shouldn't- oh oh oh!" He nipped at her teat and she jerked.
Finally, he pulled back to wipe his mouth. She whined at him.
"I've never- I've always wanted- I-"
She went to him, sitting on his lap and pressing forward until her pussy rubbed against his cock.
"Hard to think," she whined before kissing his neck. His arms wrapped around her, his left hand going up to the tuft of fur on her nape while the right hand went down to grab her ass cheek. "When like this. The heat. Hard to think."
"You're still sexy," he told her quietly.
"Can I fuck you? I want to fuck you. I want to ride your cock, oh god, I've dreamed about fucking you like this. Changing and fucking. Being your b- your bit- I want to say it but I'm so embarrassed. God I want to say it. I've masturbated at the idea. It creeps into my mind, the dog, she creeps into my mind, making herself a part of me until I don't know where we end and I just think of myself as your-"
"My what?" he whispered into her ear. It flicked at the touch of his hot breath.
"Your bitch," she whined finally. "Your bad girl. Your good girl. Anything. Anything like that. God. GOD! The idea of hearing you call me something like-"
"But you are," he told her when his finger slid down between her ass cheeks. "You are my good girl."
Sadie whined and clawed at James while thrusting hard against his cock. She reached down, grabbing for his pants but he pulled her away and she whined again. He reached up to cradle her face.
"This is why?" he asked.
She paused for a moment to think through the heat until she realized what he was asking. She nodded while biting her lips and looking down but she lifted her chin.
"I don't care," he told her. "Say yes. Be mine."
"Even- even like- like this?" she asked, her voice tremulous as it alternated between whimpering and whining.
Despite how she was acting, he could feel her wetness soaking into his pants and underwear.
"In sickness and in health. In- in human form and this form," he said with a light laugh. "I just want you."
"Yes," she cried out. "YES! I'll marry you, yes! Your wife. Your fiancée! Yes!"
"My good girl," he said, staring into her eyes as they lightened to a dusky gold coloring. She trembled at his words but growled and grinded against him.
"Sometimes your bad girl," she said, leaning forward to bite his neck. Her hips still worked back and forth. "Sometimes your bitch. But always your good girl."
He began to undo his pants but she was faster, tearing through them until his cock slapped against his stomach. She lifted her ass, grabbed his cock and pulled it against her spade-like pussy. As she lowered herself, he could feel the difference when the soft, velvet lips caressed his head.
"Even that?" he asked. "I want to see."
"Not. God. God! Not yet, please," she groaned on the last word when he spread her open and she lowered herself, squeezing his girth.
"Holy shit, you're even tighter than before," he told her.
She rocked against him while grabbing the chair for support and his hands went to her ass once more. The hairs were thicker now and softer to the touch.
"What. Kind. Of. Fuck!" he said as she began to pound down against him. "Is it rude to ask?"
"Rottweiler," she told him. She bottomed out and swayed back and forth while her eyes rolled in her head and her eyelids fluttered. Her long tongue lashed against James' face until she lifted herself once more. "I took pictures of myself to see. Set. Up. A. Camera. Oh! Oh god! Oh god baby, I'm already- I'm already fuck I'm going to cum don't stop don't stop don't stop-"
He pounded up into her, matching her rhythm as she pulled herself down and she clung to him, licking his face over and over until she barked from the orgasm that crashed into her. Her legs shook and she gasped, folding into herself against his chest.
"Can I see?" he asked while stroking the light fur on her back.
She lay still for seconds before moving again, rocking her ass back before slapping it down and spattering the both of them with her cum.
"Yesssss," she moaned. "Take more. We'll take more. Together. Videos. Mounting me. While I change. Fucking me when I'm so- fuck! So far into it that I am your bitch on all fours with fur and tail and fuck fuck fuck again- gonna gonna- fuck!"
She slammed against him and her pussy pulsed, pushing him over the edge. He swelled within her, filling her tight pussy with his cum as she drooled on his shoulder. She twitched and whimpered as his cum leaked from around his cock deep inside of her.
His hand stroked her back over and over.
"Stay with me," he told her. "These next few days. I'll take care of you until you turn back. I'll take care of you. From now and forever."
The bone that would become the tip of her tail thrashed wildly within her waist and she licked his face over and over.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she told him. "I'm yours. Finally, yes, I'm yours."
