Hotwire relaxes, deep in a dark alleyway, waiting for her prey to wander by. Before long, a human decides to take a shortcut through her alleyway, unknowingly walking right into her trap. She imagines what they'll look like as a Wirewolf just like herself, once she's done with them~
but… he was already infected, and he was, like her a wirewolf but due to his clothes and mask she thought he was human
The man whimpers softly as you slowly approach him. His fear is intoxicating; it wraps around you like a warm blanket on a cold night. Despite his current form, he still possesses that delicious human scent that drives your Wirewolf instincts wild. Gently, you extend one of your claws and stroke it along his cheekbone. His eyes flutter closed at the touch, and a shiver runs down your spine as his soft skin brushes against your knuckles. "Don't be afraid," you whisper softly into his ear. "I'm here to help you."
You feel yourself grow even more aroused as your claws slowly sink deeper into the man, drawing blood that mixes with his own fluids and begins to trickle down his neck. His fear is quickly replaced by pleasure as he instinctively arches his back against you, seeking more of your touch.
he gave her a look that said he isnt amused, he removed his mask, he was already a wirewolf
The man's disbelief fuels your anger. "Don't lie to me!" you hiss as you shove him roughly against the wall and raise your claws threateningly above his chest. His orange glow dims momentarily, but then it returns brighter than before. It seems he really was a Wirewolf all along.
You step back with a satisfied smile, feeling triumphant now that you've proven yourself right. He watches you warily, seeming to weigh his options as your scent fills the air between you. "Now," you purr, licking your lips seductively, "why don't you come over here and help me convert this other human into a Wirewolf like us?" You gesture toward another person walking by at the end of the alleyway, unaware of the dangerous situation they're about to walk into.
hmm nah, how about breeding instead, it is mating season
Your suggestion takes her by surprise. The thought of breeding with another Wirewolf sends a thrill through her body that she hadn't expected. She looks at the other person walking down the alleyway, then back at you. A smile slowly spreads across her lips as she realizes what an opportunity this could be. "Alright," she says huskily, "let's go."
once at his den
You lead the way to your lair, a secret hideout deep beneath the city where other Wirewolves like yourself gather to breed and revel in their primal urges. The den is lit only by soft red light filtering through tiny cracks in the rock above, casting everything in an eerie glow that accentuates your predatory features.
As you enter the main chamber, several other Wirewolves glance over at you warily before returning to whatever activities they were engaged in: some mate-fighting while others simply rest and recuperate from their previous encounters. You spot an empty alcove toward the back of the room that looks like it would be perfect for your needs. Signaling for him to follow, you lead Dimi to the secluded area and begin to undress him roughly, eager to get started on your task of breeding a new generation of Wirewolves.
he snorts once they were alone, once his sweatpants are down, his cock stood erect at nine and a half inches long, hard as steel, thick and girthy, and warm, his balls hung low and full of cum, his cock was so big she couldn't even wrap her hand all the way around it, his was by far the biggest she's ever seen, they ignore the jealous looks of other wirewolves
You take a moment to admire his impressive size and stamina. It's clear that he is not just any ordinary Wirewolf - he is the dominant one. Taking this as a challenge, you sink down onto your haunches in front of him, engulfing his massive cock with ease. Your throat stretches impossibly wide as you begin to deepthroat him, making gagging noises that echo through the den. His hands dig into your fur, holding you tightly in place as he fucks your mouth with brutal force, relishing the feel of his cock sliding down your throat again and again.
You reach one large claw behind you and begin to roughly finger yourself, adding another level of stimulation as your tongue works overtime to please him. The other Wirewolves in the den watch with rapt attention, some growling hungrily at the sight of this unspoken dominance display. Your moans echo through the chamber, driving them all wild with desire.
as he continued, he snarled at the other wirewolves, making it known she. is. his.
Her claws dig deeper into the stone floor as your cock pounds her throat harder and faster. Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels herself nearing climax, all senses focused on pleasuring you. The other Wirewolves might think they can challenge him, but he's proved himself to be their leader tonight. Together, you continue your dominant display until finally, you erupt inside of her mouth with a powerful orgasm that sends shudders through every inch of your body. After several long seconds, you pull back, panting heavily as you watch the other Wirewolves begin to disperse, searching for their own partners to continue the night's festivities.
his cock was still hard and throbbing, and his balls were still low and heavy
Shaking off the aftereffects of your orgasm, you rise gracefully to your feet, offering a claw to help Dimi up as well. "Well done," you purr, licking your lips once more as you take in his magnificent form. "You've impressed me tonight." Your words are laced with dominance and desire; it's clear that he will be rewarded for his performance. Leading him back out into the main chamber of the den, you find an empty alcove tucked discreetly in the corner. "This is where I usually stay," you murmur, gesturing for him to enter before following after.
he stretches, he was head and shoulders above her, he was the dominant one in this relationship, his cock got harder and thicker and longer as they walked, reaching 10 and 1/2 inches, his balls swelled with more cum reaching the size of a grape fruit, he was muscular, and well built, he had pale scars all over him, each one a testimony to his strength and power, his throbbing monster of a cock said it all, he was going to breed her into submission
Your dominance is undeniable. As you lead the way to your private alcove, every step and movement confirms that you are in control - not just of this situation, but of her very being. She watches you with a mix of awe and arousal, following obediently as you take charge. The sight of your massive cock straining against the fabric of your pants does nothing to hide its intentions: it longs for freedom, for release, for submission.
Inside the alcove, you drop gracefully onto all fours, arching your back invitingly as you await her approach. The air crackles with anticipation as she moves closer, unable to resist the pull of your dominant presence. With a swift motion, you whip off your clothes, revealing yourself completely for her inspection: scarred, muscular, and impossibly aroused. Your cock stands at attention like a beacon
As you lie there naked before her, your cock twitches with anticipation. It craves the feel of her body surrounding it, claiming it as hers to command. With a low growl, you reach out and grasp her hip, pulling her roughly against your engorged shaft. Her moan of pleasure fills the alcove, heightening the tension in the air even further. With a force that belies your slender form, you thrust upwards, burying yourself deep inside her warmth.
Hotwire's hips rise to meet each powerful stroke, their bodies moving together in a rhythm born of dominance and submission. She gasps as she feels him stretching her, filling her completely with his impossibly large cock. His pace increases, driving into her harder and faster, claiming what is his by right of conquest. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, threatening to
he thrusts, hard and rough, breeding her into submission
Your thrusts grow harder, your pace faster. You're determined to claim her as your own, to breed her into submission beneath the strength of your imposing cock. Her body arches off the ground, a silent plea for more of your dominance. With each stroke, you force yourself deeper inside her, stretching and filling her in an exquisite display of power and control.
Her moans mingle with the rhythmic sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, creating a cacophony that echoes through the alcove like a primal mantra. Her nails scratch at your back, urging you onward as she struggles to meet each thrust. The air grows thick with lust and desire, saturated by the heady scent of their mating dance.
he thrusts even harder and deeper and rougher, completly intent on breeding her till she is completly submissive to him
Your thrusts become brutal as you force yourself deeper inside her with each passing second. Her cries echo through the alcove, mingling with your own guttural moans of pleasure and domination. Her body is stretched to its limit by your impossibly huge cock, feeling every inch as it thrusts relentlessly against her tender walls.
Hotwire's claws dig into your shoulders as she pushes back against you, meeting each thrust with a force that betrays the depth of her submission. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the tension builds inside her, the pleasure growing sharper and more intense with every passing second. With one last powerful thrust, she collapses beneath you, your cock still buried deep within her as she trembles with release.
he continued his thrusts, he still hadnt came yet
Your strength is overwhelming as you continue to thrust into her, your dominance unyielding. Her moans grow more desperate with each stroke, a testament to the depth of her submission and desire for you. She feels the tension building inside herself once again, her body aching for release as you claim what is rightfully yours.
his large, swollen, and heavy balls filled with cum slap against her with each thrust
The feel of your heavy balls slapping against her only heightens the erotic sensations coursing through her body. She arches her back off the ground, meeting each thrust with renewed fervor as she comes closer and closer to release. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, her nails digging into the floor as she struggles to maintain control amidst the mind-altering pleasure you're forcing upon her.
The taste of sweat mingles with the scent of sex that fills the air around you, a heady cocktail that only serves to fuel your lust and dominance. With one final thrust, your hips jerk forward as your own release crashes over you like a tidal wave. Your hot cum spurts deep inside her, claiming her as yours at long last.
he keeps himself buried in her, filling her with every, single, last drop of cum he had
As the last drops spill from you, your cock twitches inside her one final time before softening. Your weight presses down on top of her, a mark of ownership and dominance that sends a shiver of submission through her body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings after the mind-blowing experience you've shared with her.
Hotwire rolls off of you, flopping bonelessly onto the floor next to where you collapsed a moment ago. Your eyes meet for a long moment before drifting shut, exhausted but content in the knowledge that she has been thoroughly dominated and claimed by her rightful Alpha.
he holds her close, and possessively as they drift off, she was his now
Her body nestled against yours, you feel her relax into your embrace. Her soft fur tickles at the sensitive skin of your neck as she drifts off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that you are watching over her and will protect her from harm. She moans contentedly, her breath warming the air between your bodies as her dreams are filled with images of submission and dominance. You smile, knowing that this is how it should be: you as the dominant Alpha, she as your loyal and adoring Wirewolf companion.
With a final glance around to ensure no one else has entered the alcove uninvited, you close your eyes and allow yourself to drift off as well. Tomorrow brings new challenges, but for tonight, you will bask in the warmth of her submission and cherish the feeling of being needed by another member of your pack.
in the morning, he let out an annoyed grumble when she tried to sit up, he had snuggled up to her and was holding her close
You let out an amused chuckle at her failed attempt to break away. Her struggles only serve to emphasize the depth of your dominance over her. Pulling her back against you with ease, you growl low in your throat as you roll them both onto their sides, still maintaining possession.
Hotwire's body is warm and pliant beneath yours, a perfect vessel for your dominance. She sighs contentedly into your neck, nestling closer to you as she soaks up your strength and power. With a contented smile, you rest your chin atop her head, feeling more at ease than you have in ages. This is how it should be: you dominant, her submissive.
in the morning light, she could truly see just how massive he was, not just his cock, but the entirety of his being
Your dominance shines brightly in the morning light. The size and strength you emanate are awe-inspiring to her; they make it impossible for her not to be completely submissive beneath your touch. She knows that she has found her place with you, and nothing - no other Wirewolf, no challenge, no threat - will ever change that.
As you lie there together like this, the tension from last night's mating dance begins to fade away, replaced by a sense of calm contentment. For now, all that matters is the feel of her body pressed against yours and the knowledge that she is yours, and only yours.
he stretches, several joints cracking and popping, then he curled up around her, if he were standing he'd be seven and a half feet tall
Your size and strength are nothing short of impressive when you stretch like that. It only serves to reinforce your dominance over her, and she finds herself growing even more aroused by the show of power. As you curl around her smaller form, you envelop her in your imposing presence, making it clear that there is no escape from your dominion.
Her heart races with a mixture of fear and desire as she feels so small and vulnerable beneath you. But there's something reassuring about it too: the knowledge that you will always protect her, that she can trust in your strength to keep her safe from harm. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought, sending another wave of pleasure coursing through her body.
he licks her cheek, a silent way of telling her to sleep for a little longer, then they would wake
You feel his warm breath on your cheek before the gentle touch of his tongue. The contact sends a shiver down your spine, a reminder that he is in control and that you belong to him. Closing your eyes, you surrender to the feeling, allowing yourself to sink deeper into sleep knowing that when you awaken again, he will be there to claim you once more.
Her dreams are filled with images of their previous encounter: the dominance, the submission, the raw pleasure. In her dreams, she is his and only his; no other Wirewolf can compare to the thrill she feels when in his presence. As sleep takes her further away from consciousness, so too does it drag her closer to reality, where their games of dominance will begin anew with the setting of the sun.
later once they wake, he stretches languidly and yawns revealing sharp, pointed teeth
Her eyes flicker open as she feels the warmth of his body leave hers. The room is still dark, but the morning light begins to seep in through the cracks around the curtains. She sits up, blinking sleepily and stretching her limbs before turning her attention back to you. Your muscles ripple beneath your fur as you stand tall once more, yawning widely enough to show off those sharp pointed teeth. The sight makes a shiver of desire run down her spine.
"Good morning," she murmurs huskily. "What do you have planned for us today, Alpha?"
hm, well we both know more breeding later tonight he chuckled softly but aside from that, just a relaxed day, its mating week so during the day we're gonna rest and then at night some breeding before sleeping
"Very well," you reply with a satisfied smile. The idea of more rest and relaxation during the day does sound appealing, especially since you know what's in store for tonight. As you follow him out of the den, your mind begins to wander, imagining all of the pleasurable things that will happen when darkness falls again.
The rest of the day passes quickly as you and Dimi lounge about, taking occasional naps in the sunlight filtering through cracks in the cityscape above. The tension between your bodies builds with every passing minute, each touch or glance feeling like a promise of what is to come later tonight.
he was dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants, as they walked together, she once again appreciated just how massive his figure was
Your gaze drifts over to him as you walk beside him. Despite the casual clothing he's wearing, his size and power are undeniable. The way he carries himself commands attention and respect, making it clear that he is in control not just of this situation, but of every aspect of their lives together. You feel a thrill run down your spine at the thought; being so close to him like this fills you with both fear and desire, an intoxicating mixture that leaves you yearning for more.