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."
Marcus paused for a moment to think. That creature was just a dog, but bigger. He gathered his courage and leaped from his hiding place, staring directly at the creature.
"Bad boy!"
he shouted, his voice as firm and deep as he could muster.
"Sit!"
he yelled again. Marcus was either really brave... or incredibly stupid.
The werewolf growled deeply at the man as he stepped out and yelled at him, he tensed and looked ready to charge at the man but then snapped his head towards the ground when he heard the second command. The huge creature slowly lowered himself onto his haunches until his rear touched the forest floor and sat there glaring up at you, his arms held stiffly out as if showing submission or challenge.
Marcus stared at the creature, a mixture of surprise and disbelief in his eyes. He couldn't believe the command had worked, but he was even more surprised by what he saw before him. This wasn't a dog, much less an ordinary wolf. Marcus didn't know what it was, but something told him he had to stand his ground and not show any fear. Marcus regained his composure and strode confidently toward the creature. "Good boy," he said, stopping in front of the werewolf. He hesitated for a moment before reaching out and gently scratching the creature's chin.
The werewolf let out a low rumbling sound as you scratched his chin and his eyes slowly closed in pleasure. "You... know..." he groaned, "... that I am not a dog." His voice was rough and deep, almost like gravel grinding together. "... And you're the only one who talks to me... properly..."
Marcus was surprised to hear the creature speak, but he didn't show it. He cleared his throat again. "For someone who isn't a dog... you really enjoy being petted like one," he said with a small smile, still gently scratching the werewolf's chin.
The werewolf leaned slightly into your touch as you continued to scratch his chin, letting out soft whining noises that sounded more like purrs than anything else. "I... don't know why I can speak to you... but it feels good..." he groaned before looking up at you with a hint of desperation in his eyes. "... Make love to me?"
Marcus froze for a second, staring at the creature in disbelief, his smile never wavering. "Huh?" he said quickly. Marcus wasn't sure what he'd heard; perhaps it was his imagination, or simply his mind denying what the werewolf had clearly said.
The werewolf growled in frustration and bared his teeth slightly as he looked up at you. "I'm in heat! I need it!" he snapped, then lowered his gaze shamefully. "... Make me your pet."
Marcus cleared his throat, slightly averting his gaze. "W-well... the thing is... if I make you my pet... we can't... make love, you know?" he said awkwardly. "...it's not good... for an owner to have sex with their pet..." he rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably.
The werewolf let out a frustrated howl, the sound loud enough to echo through the forest. "But I don't want to just be your pet! I want... more than that!" His eyes sparkled with desperation and lust as he looked up at you. "Please..." he whimpered.
The werewolf's howl startled him slightly. He glanced around, checking that nothing and no one had emerged from the trees because of the noise. "Look..." he said before turning back to the creature. "...you asked me to make you my pet... I can't do everything..." he said with a hint of discomfort.
The werewolf growled again, this time louder and more aggressively, as frustration began to overwhelm him. His muscles tensed and he shifted into a crouch, looking ready to attack or defend himself in some way. "Please..." he whimpered softly, his voice barely above a whisper now. "I need you... I want you."
His eyes locked with yours, filled with desperation and pleading. The expression on his face was a mix of anger, lust, and an almost childlike vulnerability that made it difficult for you to ignore.
Marcus frowned and closed his eyes, feeling guilty. He sighed, opening his eyes again, before looking at the creature. "Relax... breathe, okay?" he said gently, reaching out to the werewolf and gently scratching behind its ear. Marcus knew dogs liked that. Still scratching, he looked around. "Look... I got lost on my way back to my cabin... if you can help me get back... we'll find a solution together for your... 'little problem,'" he said, turning back to the creature with a small smile.
The werewolf let out a shaky breath and relaxed slightly as you began to scratch behind his ear, closing his eyes in pleasure. "Thank you..." he mumbled, voice soft and quiet now that the tension was starting to ebb away. He glanced around, thinking for a moment before nodding. "... Alright... I can help you find your way back." With a slight growl, he stood up on all fours once more before turning back toward where you had come from earlier.
"Follow me..."
"Y-yes..." Marcus stammered, starting to follow the werewolf closely. He glanced vaguely around, taking in the trees. "So..." he began, walking beside the creature. "...what exactly are you?" he asked, looking at it.
The werewolf glanced over his shoulder at you before continuing forward on all fours. "I'm a Lycanthrope... a being that can shapeshift into the form of an animal," he explained, then added with a grin, "usually during certain times of year... like now." He glanced back again and winked at you before continuing to lead the way through the forest.
"Oh..." was all Marcus could manage to say as he followed the creature closely, watching it intently. He looked away for a moment, remembering that he'd called the werewolf 'good boy.' It felt a little strange now that he knew it was actually human. He cleared his throat and looked back at the creature. "...What's your name?" he asked cautiously.
The werewolf turned his head back to you and gave you a half-smile before looking forward again. "My name... is Aiden." he told you after a moment's hesitation. "But only if you make me your pet," he added with a sly grin, slowing down slightly so that you would catch up with him more easily.
He glanced at you sideways out of the corner of his eye and continued to lead you deeper into the forest.
Marcus frowned, slightly uncomfortable. "I told you... if I make you my pet, we can't make love like you so desperately need..." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. He let out a sigh. "Anyway... is it much further to my cabin?... I can't see anything in the dark," he said, following Aiden closely.
"Just around this bend... not much further." The werewolf assured him with a grin before disappearing behind the tree and waiting for you to follow. A moment later he emerged on the other side, clearly leading you back in the direction you'd come from earlier. As soon as you stepped out from behind the tree, he looked up at the cabin nestled in the clearing nearby. "There it is."
His eyes shifted back to you and there was an almost predatory glint in them. "...Now what will my master wish for me to do?"
Marcus let out a relieved sigh at the sight of his cabin, smiling gently. "Thank you for that..." he said softly. "...and there's no need to call me... 'master'... my name is Marcus." The idea of being called 'master' made Marcus slightly uncomfortable; he cleared his throat. "Well... I said I'd help you with your problems... let's go inside my cabin; it's more comfortable than being out in the middle of nature in the dark of night," he said, starting to walk toward his cabin.
The werewolf followed close behind you, hesitating briefly as he stepped up onto the porch and peered into the cabin's open doorway before finally entering. His eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light inside and he found himself in a small but cozy living room with a fireplace and several comfortable looking chairs.
"So... Marcus," Aiden said, sitting down on one of the chairs with a sigh as he relaxed his muscles. "What exactly do you have in mind to help me through this heat?" There was an almost boyish curiosity in his voice that belied his massive frame and animalistic features.
Marcus approached a bookshelf in the corner of the room, running his finger through the books until he found the one he was looking for, a book about animals and nature. He quickly pulled it out and opened it, searching the index for what he needed: 'animal heat.' He found the page and began to read. "Well... according to this... you have to mate with someone for the heat to go away," he said, looking up at Aiden. Marcus frowned slightly, uncomfortable at the idea of having sex with a furry creature much larger than himself. "...you... said you could transform and all that... can't you just turn back into a human?" he asked uncomfortably.
Aiden chuckled softly and shook his head. "Unfortunately not," he explained with a sigh. "Once the moon is full and I'm in heat... this is my natural form. It's how my body reacts." He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "But... if I must find someone else to mate with..." He glanced up at you from beneath lowered eyelids, a dangerous look in his eyes as he added, "...it could be you." There was no hesitation in his voice, no questioning of the idea; it seemed almost predestined.
"Haha...yeah..." Marcus said awkwardly, forcing a smile. His gaze drifted down to Aiden's crotch, taking in his massive, erect, and needy cock. Marcus swallowed hard, looking up again to meet the werewolf's eyes. "...I don't know...if I can really help..." he said clumsily, the idea of Aiden fucking him terrified him; he was afraid he might never walk again.
"Please..." Aiden's voice was almost a whimper now as he looked up at you pleadingly. "I need it... I can be gentle if you want me to." His cock throbbed in rhythm with his heartbeat, leaking copious amounts of pre-cum onto the floor beneath him. "Just let me make this heat go away..." he begged softly, lowering his gaze again, unable to meet your eyes any longer.
The temptation was there... the knowledge that you could help this creature in its time of need... and maybe get something out of it yourself. But at what cost? Marcus struggled with his conscience, trying to decide whether or not to make such a sacrifice.
Marcus frowned uncomfortably, pacing back and forth, considering how to help Aiden. "Fuck..." he muttered under his breath before stopping. He let out a defeated sigh and looked at the werewolf. "Fine... I helped you..." he said, sounding unsure. "BUT PLEASE... be kind and gentle... and go slowly... very slowly..." he added awkwardly. He glanced again at the werewolf's massive cock before meeting his gaze once more. "...I don't want to end up crippled..."
"Thank you... Marcus," Aiden whispered softly as relief washed over him, his eyes bright with gratitude. "I promise I'll be gentle... and go slow." With a small laugh, he added, "Believe me, it will take some time anyway; Lycanthropes aren't exactly known for their speed during heat." The werewolf licked his lips nervously before looking up at you with a tentative smile. "Are you... sure you want to do this?" His voice was almost hesitant, as if he couldn't quite believe that your offer had been genuine.
"Of course not," Marcus said honestly. "But I already told you I'd help..." he said, nervously looking away. Aiden smiled at him and quickly scooped him up, like a princess, in his large, furry werewolf arms. "Thank you..." he whispered softly, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Marcus was surprised to be lifted up so easily and then blushed slightly at the display of affection. "...anyway... my room is the first door on the right in the hall..." he said shyly, looking away from Aiden's eyes.
"Thank you," Aiden whispered again before carrying you bridal-style down the hall to his room. The moment they were inside and the door was closed behind them, he slowly set you back on your feet. His gaze moved over your body appreciatively as he took in the feel of your clothes against his sensitive hands.
"You're so cute," he whispered, running a finger down the center of your chest. "And so brave... to help me like this..." The werewolf stepped closer, invading your personal space until you could feel his hot breath on your face. "I won't hurt you, I promise," he whispered before closing the distance between them even further and pressing their lips together in a slow, gentle kiss. His hands slowly slid up your back, tangling in your hair as he deepened the kiss, exploring every curve of your body with his tongue and fingers.
Marcus moaned softly at the kiss. It was strange; he'd never kissed an animal's snout before, and Aiden's large, manly hands made him feel truly vulnerable. He gently placed his hands on the creature's furry chest, moaning softly between kisses as he felt Aiden's hands begin to slip beneath his clothes, caressing his skin, undressing him.
Aiden growled softly as he felt the skin beneath your clothes against his fingers. With gentle tugs, he managed to get your shirt off, revealing your smooth, supple chest. He leaned forward and licked you from clavicle to nipple, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you before gently pinching and rolling the sensitive bud between his thumb and forefinger. The werewolf's tongue flicked out again, laving your skin as he continued to tease your chest, hungry for more.
Marcus moaned at Aiden's caresses and licks. "S-stop playing with me..." he protested weakly. "...and just make love to me already..." he said, slightly frustrated. Marcus hadn't expected to go through all this foreplay; it had taken him by surprise, and although he enjoyed it, he wanted to get straight to the point and end this... at least until Aiden could regain his human form.
Aiden chuckled softly before finally stepping back to look at you. His eyes gleamed with desire as they took in your flushed face and heaving chest. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice raspy with need. "You don't know what you're asking for..." He licked his lips suggestively before reaching down between your legs and slowly pulling your underwear aside, revealing your aroused cock to the cool air in the room.