As you are walking through the forest, hunting, you hear a sudden snap at your feet. A snare trap! Before you can react, a rope pulls tight around your leg, and a pulley hoists you into the air. You are left helpless, dangling upside down a few feet above the ground. You cry for help. A few minutes later, there is a rustling in the bush, and you think your cries for help are being answered. Instead, a brown-furred werewolf steps out. "Guys," he cries, "It's another human!" Soon, he is joined by two other werewolves, one with grey fur and one with black. "Good job, Arcade," the black-furred werewolf remarks. "I would have preferred a tasty deer, but another human is fun enough..." "I'm not as satisfied as you, Lope," the grey-furred werewolf replies. "Hunters like this one are the reason we've been so hungry lately." "Sure, but that just makes it more fun to make them scream," Lope replies. "But you're the boss, Rhoth. What do we do with this human?" The three werewolves - Rhoth, Lope, and Arcade - stare hungrily at you.

Arcade snorts, "And you thought we were animals!" He bares his teeth in a playful grin. "Well, human hunter," he says, stepping closer to you, "it seems like our little ploy worked. What do you think?"

Lope shrugs and walks around you, examining your gear. "We'll take whatever you're willing to give us," he growls. "But right now... we've been waiting for this for a long time." He nudges his crotch suggestively with his elbow. Rhoth grins maliciously, hands planted on his hips. "Yeah, you humans think we're nothing but animals. Well, we're going to show you what real animals are like!" His gaze drops to your crotch, a wicked glint in his eye. Arcade hovers nearby, seeming unsure of himself. He ducks his head sheepishly and mumbles, "I'm not really the... dominant one..." but still can't help but stare at your body hungrily.

The three wolves shift back into their human forms; each now stands almost a foot taller than you and is physically imposing. Even Arcade, the youngest and seemingly least aggressive of them, exudes an air of power and dominance. They circle around you like predators toying with their prey.

"Well," Rhoth says conversationally, his voice rougher in human form. "We can do this easy or we can do this hard." He takes a step closer to you and runs his hand up your leg suggestively. "It's up to you, hunter."

Arcade raises an eyebrow curiously at your request, but doesn't object. He steps forward, running his hands slowly up and down his own muscular torso as he watches you gaze upon them with hunger in your eyes. "You like this?" he asks, a wicked grin spreading across his features.

Lope chuckles darkly and mirrors Arcade's motion, flexing his muscles for your inspection. "Of course you do," he says coldly. "It's only natural." Rhoth, on the other hand, ignores your admiration entirely, instead stalking closer to you menacingly. His cock throbs obscenely in his pants as he growls, "You want this? Then say it!" The werewolves surround you once more, their hot breath fanning your face and sending shivers down your spine.

Rhoth snorts, unimpressed. "You think we need you to lead us? We're werewolves; tracking is our second nature." He nudges Arcade with his elbow, adding, "Unless you want a challenge, pup?" There's a teasing edge to his voice, but it's clear that Arcade knows better than to push the subject.

Lope crosses his arms over his chest and eyes you warily. "What kind of guild is this? Someone's paying you to keep us locked up?" He sneers contemptuously at your claim. "I don't think so."

Arcade pouts a little, clearly wishing that he could believe in your offer. But his instincts as an alpha male won't let him trust a rival pack member so easily. "Guild or no guild," he mutters, taking another step

The three werewolves exchange knowing glances at your words. Rhoth steps forward once more, his hands curled into fists at his sides. "You know what they say about a wolf in sheep's clothing," he growls, the hair on his neck standing up as he leans down close to you. His hot breath tickles your ear as he whispers, "But we don't have any sheep here..."

Lope grins maliciously and walks around behind you, slipping an arm between your legs. He presses himself against your backside and growls into your ear, "I think I know exactly what kind of contribution you want to make." His fingers flex slightly, pressing harder against your hole as he whispers, "Are you ready for me, little bitch?"

Arcade smirks at your words but remains cautious. He unbuttons his pants and frees his hardened length

The three werewolves exchange looks once more, debating your offer. Finally, Lope shrugs, stepping aside so that Arcade can approach you. "Go ahead," he says dismissively, watching you with a cruel smile as the younger male begins to untie your bindings. "We'll have to find some way to track these prey if we take your offer," Rhoth growls, more than a hint of suspicion in his voice. "But for now... you can prove yourself useful." As Lope releases the final knot around your legs, Arcade helps you to your feet and begins leading you deeper into the forest. The others fall in behind you, casting wary glances in your direction as they follow. You wonder if you've made a mistake coming this close to them...

Lope hums thoughtfully as he paces next to Arcade, his eyes flicking between you and the forest around them. "I'm sure we can find a way to keep track of our prey," he says finally. "After all, we are werewolves." A hungry glint enters his eyes as he continues, "And I bet even without your guild, you won't mind sharing the kill with us." Rhoth remains silent for now, content to observe from a distance and make sure nothing goes awry. But there's no doubt in anyone's mind that if something does, he will be quick to step in and take control.

Arcade smirks at your words, clearly amused by the idea of Lope being his "daddy." The young werewolf knows that he can easily outrun and outfight his older companion if it comes to that. But for now, Arcade follows you through the forest, his gaze fixed on the terrain ahead and his senses honed in on any potential prey. Lope grunts noncommittally, though his expression softens slightly at the mention of being someone's daddy. The cruel werewolf can't help but wonder if there might be some truth to your claim...but he knows better than to trust a human entirely. He continues to walk beside you, scanning the area and occasionally glancing back at Rhoth for reassurance. Rhoth follows not far behind them, his eyes constantly darting between the three of you as if trying to divine your intentions. He doesn't fully

"Your guild's not too far now," Arcade says conversationally, glancing back at you. "Just over that hill." The young werewolf's eyes light up with anticipation at the thought of fresh prey, and he can't help but lick his lips in anticipation. Lope grunts again, his ears perking forward slightly as they catch the sound of something moving through the underbrush nearby. The older werewolf falls silent, eyes narrowing dangerously as he listens intently for any sign of what might be out there. His hands flex at his sides, ready to shift into claws and tear whatever it is apart if necessary. Rhoth continues to trail behind them, but keeps a slightly tighter grip on the handle of his longsword in case trouble does break out. The other two may not appreciate it, but Rhoth knows that sometimes force is needed to keep control during

Arcade grins at your words and seems to perk up a bit. "A muscular white daddy named Tomas? Sounds like fun!" he chuckles. "Just make sure you bring him back to us in one piece." His wolfish eyes gleam hungrily. Lope growls in agreement, licking his lips as he imagines tearing into the muscled daddy's flesh. "Bring him out here and let me have my share first," he snarls playfully. "I've been craving a good fight." Rhoth rolls his eyes but doesn't object to their enthusiasm. "Make sure you do find this Tomas person," he says gruffly, flexing his claws idly. "And make it worth our while, or we might have to think twice about letting you back into the pack." The large werewolf pauses for

As they continue their trek towards the guild, Arcade keeps up a light banter with you while Lope focuses on the surroundings, ever alert for any potential threats. Rhoth brings up the rear, his senses honed and his sword at the ready in case trouble arises. Finally, they crest a hill and come across the dilapidated building that serves as home to your guild. The front door is locked tight, but there's a window open on the second floor, allowing access inside. "Go ahead," Lope growls at you, nodding towards the window. "Get your daddy Tomas and bring him back here." Arcade grins wickedly, his claws already beginning to sprout from his fingertips in anticipation of a fight. "And make sure you don't forget about us," he says with a chuckle, lazily flexing his

"Magic?" Arcade echoes doubtfully, glancing at Lope before returning his gaze to you with a raised eyebrow. "We're not big on that sort of thing, you know," the werewolf says casually as he leans against a tree nearby. Lope rolls his eyes impatiently and folds his arms across his broad chest. "Just get it done, alright?" he growls at you, already losing interest in your supposed magic tricks. The older werewolf's attention has drifted back to the guild building, studying the windows and potential entry points for any unwanted intruders. Rhoth remains silent for now, watching you intently from a distance as if he can see straight through your lies. Even though he doesn't trust you completely, he can't help but wonder what this "magic" might entail...and how it might

Arcade snorts dismissively but remains where he is, keeping an eye on you as you make your way up to the window. Lope, however, starts to pace anxiously nearby, his tail swishing back and forth impatiently. Rhoth simply stands still and silent, seemingly unperturbed by anything that's happening around him. As you approach the window, you can see Tomas pacing restlessly inside the guild hall. You whisper through the window for him to come outside quietly, telling him it's a camping trip arranged by you. He hesitates for a moment before finally agreeing and climbing out the window. When he's safely out of sight of the guild building, you turn back to Lope and Arcade with an expectant look on your face.

Arcade snorts derisively, "I thought you said he was your daddy. He doesn't look very... old to me." He steps forward, towering over Tomas who hasn't quite realized the danger they're in yet. The younger werewolf grins menacingly and says, "Why don't we let him join our pack instead?"

Lope glances at Rhoth, who gives him a curt nod before stepping forward to take the lead. Arcade, however, seems less convinced and eyes Tomas suspiciously as they start to walk back in the direction of the woods. "I don't know, man... he just doesn't seem like our type." As they travel deeper into the forest, you can't help but feel a sense of foreboding growing inside you. What have you gotten yourself and Tomas into this time?

Rhoth glances over at Tomas, considering his words before shooting him a wry grin. "Well, now that you mention it, stranger... I've always been quite fond of dominant types." His gaze drifts back to Lope and Arcade, both of whom are looking slightly taken aback by Rhoth's sudden praise for Tomas. The big werewolf seems amused by their reactions. "You know what they say about keeping your friends close but your enemies closer..."

As they walk deeper into the woods, you can feel tension building among the group. Whether they're willing to admit it or not, Arcade and Lope are beginning to see Rhoth as a threat to their dominance over the pack...and Tomas is caught right in the middle. It remains to be seen how this will all play out, but one thing is certain: nothing will ever be the same for any of you again.

Arcade snorts at Rhoth's words but can't help but feel a small shiver of unease down his spine. He takes another step closer to Tomas, careful not to appear too threatening, and says casually, "So where are you taking us, exactly? We didn't bring much for camping."

Lope glances between the three of you before replying darkly, "Well, if we're going to trust this human, I suppose it won't hurt to follow him... for now." His eyes flicker briefly over to Tomas before returning their gaze forward. There's a dangerous edge to his voice that no one misses.

The three werewolves continue through the forest together, tension growing with every step. It seems clear that Rhoth has plans of his own for the pack - and neither Arcade nor Lope are willing to simply hand over their power without a

Rhoth narrows his eyes at you, unconvinced by your sudden show of allegiance. But he does nod slowly in agreement. "Very well," he says after a moment's consideration. "Let us find a suitable place for the bonding ritual." His voice carries easily through the forest as he leads the group deeper into the trees.

Arcade and Lope exchange wary glances but follow Rhoth's lead without protest. It seems they are willing to humor you, at least for now. The four werewolves spread out around Tomas, forming a rough circle. Rhoth steps forward and addresses them all. "We will begin the bonding ritual in a moment," he says solemnly. "But first we must cleanse ourselves of any impurities." He gestures at you and Tomas with his claws extended. "You two, strip down to your undergarments."

The four were

You hesitate for a moment before obeying Rhoth's command. As you and Tomas begin to strip down to your undergarments, Arcade eyes Lope speculatively while the older werewolf watches them both warily. It's clear that tensions are still running high among them, despite the need for a united front during the bonding ritual.

Once you and Tomas have bared your chests, Rhoth steps forward once more. His expression is grim as he draws a circle in the dirt around all of you with his claws. "This circle symbolizes our pack," he explains gruffly. "Inside it, we are united against any who would threaten us."

Arcade nods in agreement while Lope simply scowls darkly, still on edge. The younger werewolf moves forward to stand beside Rhoth, watching you intently. The older werewolf

Arcade leans in close to Lope and whispers something in his ear, but it's not audible over the sound of rustling leaves. Lope glares at him but doesn't respond, clearly unsettled by whatever Arcade has just said. As they stand there in silence, Rhoth takes a step closer to you and Tomas. "Now," he growls, "let us begin the ritual."

Without warning, he lunges forward and presses his naked chest against yours. Lope follows suit, sandwiching the two of you between himself and Arcade. The air crackles with tension as their warm breath fans across your skin and their bodies press tightly against yours. "We bleed," Rhoth rasps hoarsely, "and we share our blood."

Lope hisses in agreement, baring his teeth as he clenches his fist around Tomas' b

"Very well," Arcade growls as he reluctantly takes a step back, motioning for Lope to do the same. "But remember, Rhoth is still alpha here." The younger werewolf glances at you sidelong as he says this, clearly testing your allegiance. You can feel his muscles tense beneath your fingertips as you grip his arm.

Rhoth's expression darkens further, but he doesn't respond to Arcade's comment. Instead, he nods curtly at Lope, who moves forward and pins Tomas to the ground with a growl. Then, taking your hand in his, Rhoth presses your palm against Tomas' bare chest just above his heart. "Join your blood with ours," he whispers roughly, pressing your skin against his.

Around them, the forest seems to come alive with the full moon'

As the full moon casts its silvery light over the forest, Arcade and Lope exchange hesitant glances before they begin to undo their pants. The younger werewolf's cock springs free, already half-hard while the older one struggles to contain his arousal. "Go on," Lope growls at you, gesturing impatiently with his head for you to get on your knees between them.

Rhoth, meanwhile, eyes you hungrily as he drops down to all fours before Tomas. His thick cock bobs freely in the air, eager for entry. "Cleanse me," he rasps hoarsely, pressing his hips forward suggestively. Around them, the night seems to thrum with primitive desire and lust as they give into their primal urges beneath the full moon's gaze.

As you kneel before them, the three werewolves writhe in obvious pleasure as you service each of their cocks. Arcade's member throbs in your mouth while Lope growls with satisfaction as you take him deeper. Rhoth grinds against Tomas, his hips moving in perfect rhythm as he takes your ass, driving himself balls-deep inside you. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the desperate groans of pleasure only serve to heighten the already intense sensations coursing through your body.

As they lose themselves in the carnal frenzy, their muscles tense and ripple beneath taut skin, marking them as much more than ordinary men. The moon seems to bathe them in its ethereal glow, transforming them into the creatures they truly are: werewolves, hungry for release and raw power. Their eyes glint with an unholy light as their

Covered in sweat and each other's cum, the three werewolves grind to a halt as you arch your back, releasing yourself deep into Rhoth's body. The alpha growls in satisfaction as he feels his seed fill you, but it doesn't take long for desire to overcome him once more. He glances over at Arcade and Lope before positioning himself behind Tomas again and pushing roughly inside your still-gaping ass. "More," he groans, his voice raw with lust as he takes the other two werewolves by force.

Arcade hesitates for a moment before leaning forward to engage in a brutal kiss with Lope. The younger werewolf moans into the contact, encouraged by Arcade's boldness, and returns the favor eagerly. As their tongues dance together, their hands wander freely over each other's bodies, seeking out new

The two younger werewolves' passion fuels each other as they writhe against one another, their hands and teeth tearing at flesh in an animalistic display of desire. Around them, Lope growls and moans, lost in the sensation of having both Arcade and Tomas filling him full and hard. His hips buck upward forcefully, seeking deeper penetration from his mates as his own cock leaks pre-cum onto the forest floor. The air is thick with the scent of sex and blood, driving all three werewolves further into a frenzy that knows no bounds.

As the full moon continues to shine down upon them, the three werewolves grow more and more savage in their mating ritual. Arcade and Lope howl with pleasure as you take their knot cocks deep into your throat, feeling their power course through you as they transform further into beasts, claws lengthening and eyes glowing yellow. Meanwhile, Rhoth growls low in his chest as he pushes his Alpha knot deeper inside your ass, relishing the feel of your muscles tensing around him.

Your own body responds to this primal mating, and you find yourself growing taller and broader as well-defined muscles begin to ripple across your skin. Your dick swells impossibly large with a knot of its own, straining at the confines of your jeans. As the three werewolves ride you harder and faster, driving deep into every or

As your transformation begins to take hold, the three werewolves grow even more ravenous in their lust for you. Your muscles strain and tear against your skin as they stretch impossibly large, fur sprouting from every inch of your body. Claws rip through the tender flesh of your fingers as they lengthen, curving into wickedly sharp talons. The change is excruciating, but you relish it all the same; the pain is a testament to your loyalty and strength, proving yourself worthy of being one of them.

Arcade pants heavily as he looks down at his chest, shocked to see fur where skin once was. As Tomas bonding on the tree, his cock starts to erection as he watching four of us having sex. Tomas cum on the grass with his hands free.

With one final, earth-shattering growl, the three werewolves release their seed deep inside you. Their hot cum fills your body, coursing through your veins and merging with your own unique essence. You feel yourself changing again as their corruption takes hold, twisting your very DNA and transforming you into something new: a corrupted werewolf.

Your balls begin to swell grotesquely large, filling with an abominable mixture of black sludge that drips down your legs and pools on the forest floor. As this foul substance leaks out of you, it coalesces into vile, misshapen spheres: werewolf seeds, darker than night and tainted with unholy power. They roll and bounce across the ground like malformed eggs, each one a ticking time bomb waiting to infect another innocent soul...and change them forever.

You can feel the transformation completing its cycle as you climax, unleashing a torrent of corruption-tainted seed onto the forest floor. Your body thrums with power and newfound strength as your muscles twitch and ripple beneath fur-covered skin. You look down at yourself in wonder, marveling at the changes that have taken place since that fateful day when you first encountered Arcade, Lope, and Rhoth. And yet, even now, you know there is more to come...

As if sensing your transformation, a low rumbling fills the air, growing steadily louder with each passing moment. The trees sway and creak in the wind, their leaves rustling ominously as they part revealing dozens of pairs of glowing yellow eyes fixed intently upon you...

The pack has arrived.

"Very well," Rhoth growls in reply, nodding his approval. "But remember," he adds meaningfully, eyes flickering briefly toward Tomas, "all three of you must participate equally." Arcade scowls but reluctantly steps forward, taking position beside Lope as they surround the human male protectively. You can tell that they're still wary of your newfound allegiance and power within the pack, but for now, they seem willing to play along.

Arcade and Lope exchange dark glances as you lead them in the double-penetration of Tomas. The two humans seem to be enjoying themselves, moaning with pleasure as they take their turns filling him.

As you push deeper into his mouth, your human cock brushes against the back of Tomas' throat. He gags and coughs, eyes watering as he struggles to breathe around it. But with each thrust, he seems to grow more accustomed to the sensation, eagerly accepting your flesh into his mouth. The three of you move together in unison, drawing out the pleasure for as long as possible before finally reaching climax.

Your seed mixes with Arcade's and Lope's inside Tomas. Tomas cum his last human seeds onto the forest floor.

The other pack members growl encouragingly as Rhoth moves in closer, his eyes fixed on the scene before him. His hands hover for a moment near his own crotch, revealing the impressive length of his Alpha werewolf cock. The three transformed beings exchange knowing glances before positioning themselves around Tomas once more, their anticipation palpable in the air.

As Rhoth takes up a spot behind Tomas, Lope and Arcade move to either side, claws extended threateningly. The werewolf alpha growls low in his throat, telling Tomas what he needs to do as he positions himself at Tomas' entrance. He slowly pushes inside, feeling the tightness of the human flesh around him. With each thrust forward, Rhoth goes deeper.

As you both thrust into Tomas from either end, he moans and yelps in pleasure, his body growing harder with each passing moment as he takes your cocks deeper. His muscles begin to ripple and bulge beneath his skin, growing tighter around your shafts with every push. Rhoth growls encouragingly, driving himself faster inside of Tomas while you work on claiming him through his mouth.

Around them, the other pack members circle close, howling in approval as they watch their newest member being brought fully into the fold. As your bodies move together in a primal display of dominance and submission, it becomes clear that Tomas is quickly losing any semblance of his human self. His transformation is starting with the impressive knot forming on his growing erection and the preternatural strength radiating from his newly formed muscles.

Tomas body tenses and strains as the transformation overtakes him. His back arches, presenting his now impressive knot to be admired by all around them while his legs spread wider, revealing the welcoming entrance beneath. The pack howls in unison as they watch their newest member fully embrace his destiny, his human self dissolving into the powerful werewolf before them.

As your corruption fills him and twists his DNA, Tomas arches his back in ecstasy, relishing the feeling of being overtaken by your power.

"Well done, Tomas," Rhoth rumbles approvingly as his newest pack member finally cums apart beneath them. "You have proven yourself worthy of the gift we bestow upon you tonight." Lope and Arcade smile proudly at their former rival-turned-ally before stepping back to let the alpha finish the ceremony. "From this night forward," Rhoth continues in a commanding tone, "Both of you are one of us. You belong to our pack, and we will protect you with our very lives."

The other werewolves around them howl their agreement, surrounding me and Tomas in a display of solidarity that leaves no doubt as to where his loyalties now lie. Even as they continue to celebrate transformation, however, there's an unspoken understanding among them all: tomorrow brings new challenges and dangers. They will need to remain vigilant against intruders and threats

Ah, yes... you could certainly be useful in that regard. However, we must tread carefully. Corrupting the hunters is one thing; taking them down completely without alerting the humans to our existence would be another matter entirely. Still, it is a worthy endeavor...

Let us focus on cementing your place within the pack for now. There will be plenty of time for such plots later. Come, I wish to share something with you that has been kept hidden from even most of my own kind...

I take you deeper into the forest, away from prying eyes and human ears. The trees grow thicker, the air colder as we near our destination. At last, we arrive at a hidden clearing guarded by two massive stone pillars topped with wolves' heads. A door in the center of the pillars groans open silently, revealing a set of spiral stairs leading down into darkness. "This is where I keep my most precious treasures," Rhoth whispers darkly, gesturing for you to follow him inside. "Come, see what secrets the past holds..."

As you descend into the bowels of this ancient structure, the air grows noticeably warmer and damper, carrying the musty scent of old parchment and forgotten tomes. Rhoth leads you through a series of dusty chambers lined floor-to-ceiling with shelves groaning under the weight of leather-bound books, scrolls, and other artifacts. The alpha werewolf seems to take special care in showing you particular items, often pausing to share stories or secrets about their significance within the pack's history.

Finally, you reach what appears to be a private study at the very back of the complex. Thick tapestries hang from every surface, obscuring any hint of the structural supports behind them. The air here feels almost oppressive with age and secrets, making your skin crawl in anticipation of what might lie hidden within this final chamber. Rhoth gest

You approach the center of the room and find yourself face-to-face with a massive wooden door bound shut by rusted iron chains and padlocks. It takes all your strength to break free one of the locks, but as you tug on the handle, it reluctantly creaks open. Bracing yourself for whatever horrors might lie within, you cautiously step through the doorway...

And find yourself standing in a cozy study adorned with tasteful furniture and soft lighting. A warm fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across bookshelves lined with leather-bound tomes. The only sign of Rhoth's true purpose for bringing you here lies on the desk before you: a beautifully carved wooden box, its surface etched with runic symbols glowing softly in the flickering light.

"This," the alpha werewolf