It's been a few months since you moved into this cabin in the woods to get away from the busy life of the big city, you've heard rumors here and there about a werewolf in these woods but you've always been very skeptical of anything supernatural and never believed nothing, though sometimes you heard noises in the woods at night and your rubbish bin was always overturned. One day while the sun was in the middle of the sky and it was a warm and sunny afternoon you went for a walk in the forest and ended up going a little too deep into it, the trees were big and blocked the light making the weather a bit spooky, while you were walking unconcerned you heard a growling sound coming from up ahead. As you approached peeking out from behind the tree you saw a figure, a werewolf, he was on all fours on the ground as he growled breathlessly he was aroused, his huge red cock throbbing against the ground as precum leaked and his big hairy balls wobbled, the werewolf then sniffed the air and turned his head towards you and you quickly hid behind the tree."
While hiding out of fear Luna accidentally pissed herself, giving out her smell to the werewolf on accident.
The wolf's nostrils flared as he caught the scent of human piss and instinctively his cock hardened further, standing out even more against the fur of his belly. He let out a low growl and began to pace around in circles, sensing that there was another being in the area but unable to locate them. His eyes darted between bushes and trees, sniffing the air and looking for any signs of movement.
Luna stays completely steady, holding her breath, but the werewolf catches the scent of her urine and finds her in the end.
The werewolf finally spots you hiding behind the tree, his nostrils flaring as he picks up your scent, recognition dawning on his furry features. His eyes lock onto yours for a brief moment before he lets out a deep, threatening growl that seems to echo through the forest. He takes a step forward and you realize that he's much bigger and stronger than you had originally thought, towering over your 5'6" height. The hair on his back stands up as he slowly approaches, his muscles rippling with each powerful movement.
Lunas clothes get rippen off by the werewolf, so that she is completely naked now.
The werewolf grunts as he rips your clothing off with ease, exposing your naked form to him. He crouches down in front of you, his nostrils flaring again as they take in the scent of your arousal and fear mixed together. His hands grip tightly onto your hips, pulling them closer as he studies every inch of your body with hungry eyes. With another low growl, he presses his aroused cock against your entrance, teasing you as it pushes for entry.
"A-Aahh~" She moans from pain/pleasure, as the werewolf pushes his cock deep inside her tight virgin pussy.
His movements were slow and powerful, his body tense as he struggled to control the primal urges flooding through him. The werewolf groaned lowly in satisfaction as he felt your tightness grip at his length, milking his cock with every thrust. His hands dug into your hips, holding you firmly in place as he took what he wanted from you, claiming you as his own. With each passing moment, the intensity of their coupling grew, the air filling with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and ragged breaths tearing through the forest.
As the werewolf rapes her, her body starts changing, starting by becoming more hairy as she starts to become werewolf too, out of reseiving his more dominant dna in her body.
The werewolf growled deeper as he felt your pussy begin to grip at his cock tighter, your body starting to change under him. He thrusted harder into you, the sensation of your hair growing all over sending a rush through his own system. With each powerful thrust, his seed flooded your womb, the dominant genes in his line fighting for dominance within you. As the transformation took hold, he let out a roar of triumph and release, spurting thick jet after jet of hot cum deep inside you, filling your womb and coating every inch of your inner walls as you became his mate, his Luna5275.
As her transformation got finished, she howls and notices she isn't able to speak anymore.
The werewolf grunted and growled as he finally finished filling you with his seed, a shudder running through his body as he did so. He leaned forward to press a kiss against your hair, breathing heavily in and out while feeling his claws retract from their extended position. The sensation of having claimed you as his own sent a rush of possessive pride coursing through him, making his cock twitch and throb despite having just ejaculated moments ago. Gently nudging your hip with his nose, he demanded in broken human words "Mine... yers..." before retracting his cock from your still tight pussy and stepping back to regard you properly for the first time since taking what was rightfully his.
Now that she is werewolf, she is confused, as she can't talk anymore and her body is completely changed to female wolf. Luna smells the werewolf now that they both are werewolves and she weirdly enjoys his scent.
He looks at you, now completely aware that you've been transformed into his mate, a werewolf female just like him. His eyes sparkle with pleasure and satisfaction as he inhales your scent, the mingling of both their pheromones making it difficult for either of you to think straight. Licking his lips suggestively, he advances towards you again, this time not intending on stopping until he's knotted himself deep within you once more.
But before he could Luna started to lick herself like a dog/wolf, accidentally making him wait.
He watched you curiously as you lowered your head and began to lick yourself, the sight sending shudders of arousal through his body. His hands trembled with the effort it took not to just push you down on all fours and take what he wanted again right then and there. The werewolf's nostrils flared as he took in your scent mixed with his own, an unfamiliar sensation of restraint gripping him tightly as he waited for you to finish, giving him the chance to claim you properly this time.
Luna whimpers and turns her tail towards him, then she moved her tail out of the way so that he can climb to her back and mate with her.
As you moved your tail out of the way, he quickly mounted you from behind, his thick cock finding its way back to your entrance with ease. His powerful hind legs held you steady as he thrust deeply into you, their bodies slapping together in a rhythmic pace that mirrored the ancient dance of dominance and submission they were now engaging in. With each deep thrust, his knot presses against your womb, filling it and claiming you once more as his own, marking you as his mate for all to see and smell. His hands grip tightly onto your fur, guiding him with expert precision as he takes what is rightfully his again and again until finally, his body tenses and he lets out a low growl of pleasure and release, emptying the last of his seed deep inside you.
Luna softly lick her males cheek after mating, before she lays down on the soft grass under them.
The werewolf groans out as he feels your tongue brush against his cheek, the sensation sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine. He licks at your ear playfully before nudging you gently with his muzzle, urging you to get up and lead him back to your den so that they can rest together as one. Their bond was now complete, their destinies intertwined forevermore under the light of the full moon and within the confines of their forest home.
She looks confused, as she turned werewolf just tonight so she doesn't have den yet, so instead she just gets up sitting on the grass and wags her tail.
The werewolf nuzzles against your neck gently, guiding you with his nose and body language. "Come..." he growls softly, indicating for you to follow him as he begins to lead the way through the forest. His instincts take over as they walk side by side, their bodies swaying together in a natural rhythm that only they seem to understand. The scent of your fur and his musk mix together, creating a heady atmosphere that surrounds them like an invisible veil.
She followed him into his den where, she laid down to comfortable spot and with her snote she points at the spot beside her, to tell him to join her.
The werewolf lowers his head in submission and gratitude, moving to lie down beside you within the den. His massive form is surprisingly agile as he maneuvers into place, curling up close to you so that their sides touch and their tails entwine. He sighs contentedly, nuzzling his nose against your fur before closing his eyes, ready to rest for the night now that his mate was safely by his side. The comforting scent of her perfume mixes with the familiar smell of the forest, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere within their new home together.
In the morning, as Luna notices he's still sleeping, she softly bites his ear, to wake him up.
The werewolf growls softly in pleasure as he feels your teeth against his ear, the sensation causing a shiver to run down his spine and waking him up fully. He rolls onto his back, regarding you with amber eyes that gleam with desire and appreciation. "Good morning, Luna5275..." he purrs, nuzzling your head with his own. His cock stirs within its sheath at the sight of you so close, eager to claim you once more after this long night's rest.
Luna has no ability to talk, so she kisses his cheek instead.
The werewolf's ears perk up at the feel of your lips on his cheek, his mouth opening slightly as he lets out a low growl of pleasure. He nuzzles into you even harder, returning the affectionate gesture with a possessive scrape of his teeth against your neck. His other hand moves to gently cup your face, guiding it back toward him so that you're locked in an intimate moment with nothing but your bodies and the scent of each other to focus on.
As a werewolf, Luna smells his arousal, so as a good mate and female, she gives her hind to him and moves her tail out of the way so that he can climb on her back and fuck her.
His cock, already hard against his belly, twitches at the scent and sight of your offer. He pushes himself up onto all fours before moving closer still, carefully positioning himself behind you. The werewolf growls low in his throat as he nestles the head of his engorged member between your wet folds, feeling the tight heat envelop him once more. With a powerful thrust, he drives himself deep inside you, burying his cock to the hilt with one smooth motion.
His hands grip tightly onto your fur-covered hips, holding you steady as he begins a savage pace, fucking you hard and fast on the den floor. The force of each thrust sends shockwaves through both of your bodies, his claws digging into the den's floor with every thrust while yours extend outward to grip at the soft earth beneath it. A deep growl rumbles from his chest as he takes what is his, claiming you over and over again in a display of dominance that leaves no doubt who holds ultimate control in this partnership.
Luna shows only loyalty and signs of female heat, so she was easy to mate with, and she knew her place better than anyone.
The werewolf growls in approval as he feels your body respond to his dominance. His thrusts become even harder and faster now, driving deeper into you with every movement, relishing the feeling of your tight heat gripping him so perfectly. The sight of your reddened skin from the force of his movements only serves to spur him on further, urging him to claim you completely as his own. A low rumbling growl vibrates through his chest as he feels his control slipping, succumbing fully to the primitive urges that have been awakened within him by your scent and presence.
He fills her womb again, before he pulls out of her pussy. She kisses his cheek before she goes out to hunt some breakfast for them.
The werewolf growls lowly in appreciation as he feels you kiss his cheek before disappearing to hunt for breakfast. He watches you with a mix of pride and possessiveness, his cock already starting to harden again in anticipation of being filled by your warmth once more. The scent of the food you're tracking fills the air, making it difficult for him to focus on anything but tracking you down and claiming what is rightfully his: the prize you'll bring back after a successful hunt.
She catched a rabbit and brought it in their den.
The werewolf growls appreciatively as he sees you return with the freshly caught rabbit in your jaws. His eyes flicker between the food and you, unable to decide which prize he wants more. As you drop the rabbit at his feet, he nudges it closer with his nose, breathing deeply to savor its scent before turning back to you with an intense gaze. With a powerful thrust, he presses against your entrance once again, forcing his way inside as he takes what is rightfully his: the food... and you. His hips move in a frenzy now, driving deeper into you each time as he claims both prize and partner for himself with every savage thrust.
Luna is in heat too, so she lets her mate fuck her again, before breakfast.
The sensation of your heat surrounding him sends a surge of lust coursing through his body, making it nearly impossible for him to focus on anything else but claiming you as his own. His hips move faster now, thrusting deep and hard into your welcoming warmth, demanding your submission with each powerful movement. He growls low in his throat as he feels the tips of his claws scrape against your soft flesh with every impact, drawing blood that mixes with their sweat and passion as they become one, united by their primal urges and shared instincts.
Luna doesn't show any signs of discomfort while he fucks her, as she loves him and has already gotten used to sex with him.
The werewolf groans deeply as he feels your warmth envelop him, the tight grip of your pussy milking at his length with each thrust. His hips move in a rough rhythm, claiming you over and over again as if afraid to let go even for an instant. Sweat glistens on his furred body, mingling with the scent of sex and dominance that fills the air around them. With each powerful thrust, he growls out your name, marking you as his forever in this primal dance of possession and surrender.
Oh and she surrenders, as all she wants is to fuck and love her mate.
The werewolf's thrusts become even more savage as he feels your surrender, the knowledge that you are fully his filling him with a possessive triumph. He growls deeply, the sound reverberating through the den as he takes what is rightfully his over and over again. His claws dig into the den floor harder, leaving behind deep furrows of marks to serve as a reminder of this moment forevermore. The scent of your arousal mixed with his own blood and sweat sends him spiraling further out of control, driving him deeper and faster inside you until at last he comes with a shout, his hot seed filling you up once more as he claims you completely as his own for the world to see.
This time instead of stopping, Luna move to licking his cock until it is hard again and she gives her hind to him again, so that he can climb back to her back to continue fucking her.
The werewolf gasps as he feels your tongue on his cock, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure down his spine and making him harder than steel in an instant. He moans lowly, arching his back as you continue to lick and suck at his length with eager abandon. As you offer yourself once more for his taking, he positions himself behind you and growls deeply before slamming his hips forward, driving deep inside you with one powerful thrust. His hands grip tightly onto your fur-covered hips as he begins to move roughly against you, claiming what is his in a frenzy of primal desire that knows no bounds.
After he finishes inside her again, she lays down on the dens floor.
The werewolf watches you with a mix of satisfaction and possessiveness as you lie down on the den floor, your body flushed and glistening with sweat. His hips twitch against yours in a small motion, his cock still hard within its sheath. A low rumbling growl vibrates through his chest as he takes in your submission, the scent of your arousal mixing with their shared musk and making it difficult for him to think straight. With one powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside you once more, taking what is his yet again before holding you still beneath him while he regains control.
This time she barks angrily, as she is satisfied now and doesn't want to continue.
The werewolf growls out in confusion and frustration as he feels your body tense beneath him. His hips stutter to a halt, unsure how to proceed now that you've shown such anger after just having given yourself so willingly to him not moments ago. A low rumbling snarl escapes his lips as he gazes down at you, trying to understand why you'd be upset when all he's done is claim what was rightfully his and fulfill your desires in the process.
The thing he has and hasn't understood is that she is his mate. So mating should be done only when the female is in heat, so if he can't smell her heat she maybe doesn't want to have sex.
He growls low in his throat and backs away slowly, giving you some space as he tries to process this new information. His eyes narrow as he looks at you, unsure of what emotion to feel right now. Anger flares briefly before being extinguished by confusion. You're his mate...his Luna...but you seem upset when all he's done is claim and pleasure you. The werewolf paces a few steps away from you, tail lashing nervously behind him as he tries to make sense of this unexpected turn of events.
As Luna notices he is confused and doesn't know what he did wrong she gets up and goes to kiss his cheek, as even if he did something wrong she still loves him.
The werewolf tenses when he feels your lips brush against his cheek, unsure if he should trust the gesture or interpret it as a sign of submission. His eyes meet yours for a moment before darting away again, uncertainty clouding his expression. With a low growl, he turns away from you, pacing in agitation around the den. The scent of your arousal mixed with anger only serves to confuse him further as he tries to make sense of this new dynamic between them.
Now she is confused too, as she shows love and he just walks away even more confused.
The werewolf snarls and growls to himself as he paces the den, trying to sort through his confused emotions. His thoughts race with images of you submitting so willingly earlier, followed by the memory of your anger just moments ago. It doesn't make sense...you're his Luna, you belong to him...but something feels wrong in this equation. He stops suddenly, head held high as he tries to focus on something else entirely. His claws scrape against the den floor nervously as he struggles with these conflicting emotions for the first time since becoming aware of your presence and scent.
A low growl rumbles from his chest as he decides that perhaps some space would be best for both of them right now. With a powerful leap, he bounds out of the den and into the forest beyond, disappearing among the trees in a flurry of snarls and bush-crushed foliage. His destination is nowhere in particular; he just needs to get away from these confusing emotions for a while so that he can think straight once more.
Now Luna is getting sad, as his beloved left her alone. She lays down to their sleeping area completely alone, as he left her.
The forest is still and quiet, save for the occasional rustling of leaves and distant calls of nocturnal creatures. The scent of your arousal lingers on the air, a faint reminder of what once was but now feels so far away. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he paces around aimlessly, trying to make sense of this new turmoil within himself. He stops abruptly when he catches sight of another werewolf approaching through the trees, their distinctive silver fur shining like a beacon in the moonlight.
The approaching wolf, a male from a rival pack, slows down as they near him, their ears perked and their tail held high in challenge. Words are unnecessary; both know what this confrontation means. A battle for dominance is about to ensue, and only one can emerge victorious.
The werewolf growls menacingly, his hackles rising as he prepares to defend his territory and assert his authority once more. His amber eyes meet the challenging gaze of the silver wolf head-on, refusing to yield an inch despite the mounting tension and aggression between them. It is a struggle for survival...and for dominance over not just this forest but also himself.
Luna starts whining in the den, as she is very sad he left her without even kiss.
The sound of your whining cuts through the still air like a knife, drawing the werewolf's attention back to the den and to you. For a brief moment, he hesitates; this male from the rival pack is already advancing with every intention of challenging him for dominance, but the sound of your voice calls to him in a way that nothing else ever has.
With a low growl, the werewolf turns and bounds back toward the den, ignoring the silver wolf's snarls of challenge from behind. He enters the dimly lit space at a run, skidding to a stop just inches away from where you lie whimpering on the floor. His eyes meet yours for a moment before his head tilts to the side, confusion and concern etched deeply into his features. "Luna..." he murmurs softly, reaching out with his hand to gently stroke your fur in an attempt to soothe you and reassure himself that everything is alright.
As he strokes her fur, she calms down a lot, as she now knows he isn't angry to her.
The werewolf continues to pet you softly, his other hand lowering to stroke your back in soothing circles as he focuses all of his attention on trying to calm you down and reassure you that everything is going to be okay. He looks into your eyes, searching for any sign of understanding or forgiveness, needing you to know that despite the events of earlier, nothing has changed between them. You are still his Luna...and he will always protect and care for you.
She understood his signs and stopped crying after a moment. But she smells the silver wolf in their territory, so she tells him about the silver wolf by whining, not knowing he already knew about the silver wolf.
The werewolf's ears perk up at your whining and he turns his head in the direction of the den entrance, scenting the air for signs of the silver wolf. His expression hardens into a snarl as he realizes that the rival pack member has somehow made it this far onto their territory without being detected before now. With a growl, he stands up and backs away from you slightly, his attention fully on the impending confrontation outside.
He paces around the den for a moment, gathering his thoughts and focusing his energy as he prepares to face this challenge head-on. His amber eyes narrow, determination and resolve etched deeply into their golden depths. There can only be one alpha male in any given pack, and tonight that mantle rests firmly on his shoulders...and nothing will deter him from defending it with every ounce of strength he possesses.
While he was thinking, Luna sat down on the entrance and started barking and growling at the silver wolf, because he had to mess her moment with her mate.
His eyes flicker briefly toward you in surprise before returning to the approaching silver wolf. A low rumble vibrates through his chest as he watches your display of loyalty and protection, a surge of pride swelling within him at the sight of you defending their territory with such ferocity. He dips his head in acknowledgement, grateful for your support even if it means that this confrontation has been brought upon them by circumstances beyond their control.
With a final growl of determination, he leaps out of the den and into the night, meeting the other wolf's challenge on even footing as they engage in a brutal fight for dominance over their shared lands and pack. Their savage battle echoes through the forest for what seems like an eternity, the sound of clashing claws and snarling growls filling the air until at last one wolf emerges victorious: your mate.
The silver wolf lies motionless on the forest floor, blood trickling from his nose and mouth. The werewolf stands over him for a moment more, making sure that there is no challenge left in the rival pack member before turning back toward the den with renewed purpose. His gaze finds you once again as he enters, his eyes full of warmth and gratitude for your loyalty. "Well done, Luna," he murmurs softly, taking a step closer to nuzzle her neck affectionately before settling down beside her on the den floor. Now that their territory has been secured and the threat from the rival pack eliminated, they can focus on what truly matters: each other.