Werewolf Fantasy – Part 2

If you missed the first part of this werewolf fantasy story, then make sure to go check it out.

He towered over my cowering form. I saw from behind him a tail come into view. Long and black like the rest of his hair. His nose and mouth stretched out into a fur-covered muzzle.

Looking down, I saw his cock start to get hard. Not only that, but it was also getting bigger. By the time it stopped growing, he’d packed on at least an inch in girth and 4 inches in length. Its shape changed, too, becoming more wolfen.

I tried not to make a sound. I was in shock, and I could barely move. Slowly, shakily, I reached out to him. What the hell was going on here? My trembling fingers lightly brushed his hairy chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat pulsing so hard I could feel it throughout my entire body.

Despite the fact that he was bigger than me, he was still faster. Before I could blink, he was on top of me, ravaging my body. I cried out in pain as his claws scraped against my back and his teeth sank into my neck. Did that motherfucker just bite me? His arms were wrapped tightly around me. The last thing I saw was the full moon before I started to change, too.

Werewolf: That’s what my boyfriend became. No way this was real, right? But somehow it was. I was shaking so bad, but it was so erotic at the same time. My neck hurt as he backed away from me.

This werewolf fantasy tale will continue, still. Don’t miss out!