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Werekwolf – A Dalton Fanfic
By: Ky

“Yeah, Derek. I’ll meet you in the forest, no problem.” I said, before hanging up my cell phone. I picked up my autumn coat at slipped it on, walking out into the frosty dusk.
This was the third week since Derek and I had started dating. Recently, though, I’ve noticed him acting stranger, like he was worriedly hiding something from me. Little did I know what a shock I was in for that night.
I arrived at the clearing where Derek was supposedly waiting, looking inquisitively around. I looked up at the sky; it seemed like there wasn’t much sunlight left for the day. “Derek? Derek, are you here?” I shouted.
“Boo!” He yelled, popping out from behind me. I jumped and almost fell onto the overgrown grass. “Lighten up, Wes!” He said, play-tackling me to the ground. “Hun, I have something I need to tell you.” He turned to me. “That or you can just wait and see.”
“Well, if it’s all the same to you, I’d like to know now,” I replied. “But seeing as this is where you brought me to take my ass-virginity, I know what you might want.”
“Besides the obvious, Wes,” he said. After a brief pause, he resumed, “I’m a werewolf.”
“If you’re asking if I’d try a little furry action, the answer’s yes.”
“You know me too well.” Derek started to unbutton his shirt before he stopped suddenly. I shivered as a crisp breeze blew by, but that wasn’t what seemed to distract him. I followed his beautiful brown eyes up to the skyline. The sun had fully sunk below the horizon, and a full moon was just coming up above it.
“You might want to stand back, Wes. Try to avoid projectile buttons.” He said. Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground, looking to be in immense pain.
I ran to the ground where he was lying. “Derek!” I said, crouching over him. “Are you okay?!”
“Happens all the time,” he replied weakly, “but I’d seriously take cover.” I planted a kiss on the warm tenderness of his lips, and then dashed behind a bush.
I didn’t see what actually happened during the transformation, but after that first stage of pain, he seemed to fall into a period of euphoria. “Hmm, I always thought the werewolf transformation was horrible, apparently not.” I noted.
I waited for a while, hoping there would be some signal for me to come out. I peered my head over the brambles of the bush and saw Derek (Or rather, the werewolf form of him) walking towards me, grinning. His snout had elongated to nearly that of a wolf, but the rest of his face had more humanlike details. His entire body was covered in dark blonde fur.
“H... Hey, Derek.” I stuttered. He was intimidating, and yet, looked kind of attractive. He motioned me over with a single claw, and I warily walked over. He grabbed me and ripped off my jacket, then my shirt. Then he moved down and pulled off my pants, stopping to look at my black, lacy panties. “What?” I asked, “You liked them before!” He grunted in reply before ripping them off as well.
Even though the weather was chilly, my heart was beating hard enough to warm my entire body. Derek spread my ass, carefully inserting his hard cock into my hole. He slowly started swaying in and out, gradually getting faster. He had me bent over, pounding my ass hard. I knew that he was close to orgasm, as his breaths had sped up and he started moaning. I was stroking myself while this was happening, trying to keep time with Derek.
For a few minutes, we were in pure ecstasy, his soft fur brushing against me with each push; Him getting in deeper and deeper each time. But the pleasure only elevated as time moved on, and we were soon on the edge.
As we neared orgasm, I felt something in my body change, however. I felt fur rapidly growing across my skin, the pain only furthering my intense feelings. My nose grew outward, and from my hands cracked large claws, taking shape into a wolf’s paws. My shoulders seared as they widened, pushing out my back with them. And as Derek and I reached climax, we howled in unison at the glowing moon.