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 considered his options, and running away was definitely not one of them. Slipping away would be too difficult, but not entirely impossible. He could also hide and pray he hadn't been seen by the werewolf, but that was highly unlikely and dangerous. There was one more option: fight the creature. Although Marcus was a strong man, he wasn't strong enough to take on the werewolf, though he would put up a fight. With all that in mind, Marcus devised his own plan, leaping out from behind a tree and looking directly at the werewolf.
"Bad boy, down!"
he ordered firmly. It was a completely ridiculous and surreal option... well, like the whole situation.
The werewolf didn't expect such an action by the human, it was not common sense to confront him in his territory while being so exposed, the animal part of him wanted nothing more than to tear the human apart and feast on its warm flesh, however the other part of him was fascinated by this new situation, the dominance game was beginning. The beast growled menacingly but didn't approach Marcus, watching his every move and waiting for what would happen next. The werewolf could sense that something in him wanted to comply with the human, even though he knew it was against his nature, his will to dominate and control this situation was strong and powerful.
Marcus noticed something about the werewolf; it seemed like hesitation. Then he stiffened, his jaw clenched.
"I said... down,"
he ordered, more firmly than before, with a hand gesture that accompanied the command.
The werewolf growled even more deeply and lowered his huge body to the ground on all fours, submission clearly shown in its posture. It was not something he liked doing but it was part of the game, he had accepted the human's dominance over him for now, awaiting further instructions from Marcus. The werewolf's eyes remained fixed on the human, assessing his every move while still trying to maintain some sense of control in this bizarre situation.
"Good boy,"
Marcus said softly but firmly. He approached the werewolf slowly, showing no fear or hesitation; this was not the time for that. He knelt before the creature and stroked its head, gently scratching behind one of its ears.
"Good boy,"
he repeated, with a small smile.
The werewolf let out an animalistic groan as he felt the touch of the human's hand on his head and behind his ear, a place that only another wolf would dare to touch in such an intimate way. His eyes closed briefly, savoring this strange sensation. He continued to submit to Marcus, not sure why or how long this was going to last but for now, he would endure it.
Marcus stepped aside with a smile before standing up. He looked around, taking in the darkness of the forest despite it still being midday. The enormous trees blocked the sunlight, obscuring everything in the distance. Marcus sighed, accepting his fate; he was lost.
"...shit..."
he muttered to himself. He had no idea how to get out of the woods and back to his cabin.
The werewolf noticed that Marcus was lost in the forest, he could have easily attacked him and taken what ever he wanted but something inside him kept him from doing so. Something told him that this human was different and perhaps meant no harm, he wasn't sure why or how to explain it but for now he would stay by his side until they found a way out of the woods together. The werewolf walked over to Marcus slowly, stopping close enough so that their bodies almost touched, towering above him with his big furry frame. He glanced down at Marcus expectantly, awaiting instructions or guidance on what they should do next.
"Oh, hey..."
Marcus said as he saw the werewolf tower over him. He reached out and stroked the werewolf's chin.
"You know how to get out of here, big guy?"
he asked casually.
The werewolf lowered his head slightly in submission as the human touched his chin, his eyes meeting Marcus's gaze intensely. He growled deeply in his throat, a mix of animalistic dominance and vulnerability, before tilting his head to one side curiously.
"Yes... Master,"
he replied softly, using a submissive tone unlike any he had used before.
Marcus was surprised to hear the werewolf speak, and even more so to hear him called 'master,' but he hid it, trying to act naturally.
"Very well then... lead me out of the woods,"
he said.
The werewolf nodded and proceeded to walk slowly through the forest, using his heightened senses to navigate the dense terrain. Every now and then he would glance back at Marcus, making sure that he was following close behind. After about ten minutes of walking, they finally emerged from the woods and found themselves back near the hut where Marcus had been living all this time. The werewolf stopped and lowered his head again, as if bowing before Marcus in submission once more.
"There you are, Master,"
he said softly,
"We've returned to your home."
His eyes locked on Marcus as he waited for further instruction or a sign of gratitude from the human.
"Oh..."
Marcus said in surprise, before looking at the werewolf with a smile.
"Thank you so much,"
he said gently, stroking the creature's head.
"...you're such a good boy,"
he said with a grin.
The werewolf let out a low growl deep in his throat, both expressing pleasure and acknowledging the human's dominance over him in this moment. His tail wagged slightly as he leaned into Marcus' touch, seemingly content with this new arrangement. He knew that for now, he would remain by Marcus' side, loyal to his master even if it meant submitting to him completely.
"Yes... I am a good boy,"
he repeated in a soft tone, nodding his head slightly as he continued to stare up at Marcus with adoring eyes.
Marcus chuckled, finding the situation rather amusing. He couldn't believe he was treating a werewolf like a mere pet.
"So..."
he began hesitantly.
"...I should give you something in return for helping me..."
he said, gently scratching behind one of the creature's ears.
"...What would you like?"
The werewolf was silent for a moment as he considered the question. He didn't know why he wanted anything from Marcus, but part of him still felt the need to assert his dominance over the human, even if only in small ways.
"I want...,"
he began slowly before pausing again, "...to mate with you."
The words were out before he could think better of them, but once spoken they hung heavily in the air between them. His eyes locked on Marcus's face, waiting for a reaction to his unexpected demand.
"Mate..." Marcus repeated vaguely, before realizing what he meant. "Huh? Mating?" he asked, somewhat shocked. "Y-you... I..." he stammered awkwardly. He couldn't believe the werewolf had asked him that. "I mean, I'm flattered, but I don't think I could do something like that..." he said uncertainly, trying to distance himself. The idea was certainly intriguing, but also... dangerous.
The werewolf's eyes narrowed slightly as he saw the human's hesitation and attempt to distance himself from his offer. He growled low in his throat, baring his teeth a bit as tension filled the air around them. His muscles bunched beneath his fur, ready to strike if Marcus made any sudden movements or seemed to refuse him again.
"Mate... with me," he repeated forcefully, each word like a command designed to break down whatever resistance the human was trying to summon up. "I need it. I must have you."
He leaned in closer, bringing his massive body even more intimately close to Marcus as he waited for the human's response.
Marcus took a slight step back, before remembering who was giving the orders. He sighed, frowning, and stood at attention. "Down," he commanded firmly.
The werewolf growled deep in his throat, but nevertheless complied with the command, lowering himself to all fours on the ground once more. His muscles tensed as he waited for further instruction from Marcus, still unable to understand why this human was not jumping at the chance to mate with him. He glanced up at Marcus from beneath his furrowed brow, wondering what the human could possibly want or need that was more important than mating with a werewolf such as himself.
Marcus let out a sigh, relaxing. "Look..." he said, stroking the werewolf's chin. "...you're...much bigger and stronger than me..." he said, before looking away. "...maturing with you would be...dangerous for me..." He let out another sigh before meeting the werewolf's eyes again. "...I don't mean to sound harsh...but you could kill me the moment you lose control..." he said seriously, wanting him to understand how dangerous it was for a mere human to try to have sex with a beast like a werewolf.
The werewolf raised his head slightly, the human's words making him stop and think about the situation more deeply than he had before. "Master," he said softly, using a submissive tone for the first time since they had met in the forest, "You are right. I could hurt you if I lose control... and I would never forgive myself if I did." His eyes searched Marcus's face intently, seeking some form of reassurance or understanding from the human who had claimed dominance over him.
"Please," he continued softly, "let me serve you in any other way I can. I will be your obedient pet, do whatever you command... just don't turn me away, Master."
Marcus let out a sigh before cupping the werewolf's face in his hands. "...You can... stay with me... I have no problem with that," he said with a small smile. "...But that doesn't solve the problem of your... mating," he said somewhat uncomfortably. "...Maybe if you were human it would be easier..." He looked away slightly. "...It would probably hurt just the same... but at least it wouldn't kill me..." A small shiver ran through his body; the idea of dying for sex was less appealing than it sounded.
The werewolf felt a mixture of relief and confusion as he heard the human's words. He let out a soft whimper, not sure how to process the new situation. "Master," he said softly, looking up at Marcus with pleading eyes, "could I... please? Could I remain by your side but change into my human form when we mate?" He paused for a moment before adding hesitantly, "And... would you still want me then... in that form?"
The question was out before he could stop himself, and now all he could do was wait for Marcus's response. Part of him wondered why it mattered what the human thought; after all, weren't werewolves supposed to be wild and untamed? But another part of him craved the human's approval, needing them to want him even when he wasn't in his powerful wolf form.
Marcus gave the werewolf a small smile. "...you'll still be my good boy no matter what form you take..." he said gently, stroking the werewolf's cheek, before turning serious. "...but I won't have sex with you as a werewolf." He meant it; it was too dangerous.
The werewolf let out a soft sigh, understanding the human's concern. "I understand, Master," he replied, his voice devoid of any bitterness. "Then I shall remain in my human form whenever we... mate." He paused for a moment before continuing, "And know this: I will always be loyal to you, no matter what. You are my master and I will serve you faithfully until the end of days." His eyes shone with genuine devotion as he spoke, emphasizing his words with every syllable.
There was a quietness that descended between them then, each lost in their own thoughts about the strange turn their lives had taken. The werewolf stayed on all fours, head lowered submissively while Marcus continued to stroke his cheek gently. It was an odd sort of peace they found themselves in, despite everything being so uncertain and unprecedented.
Marcus let out a relieved sigh. "Good..." he said softly, before stepping slightly away from the werewolf. "...let's go inside my cabin, my legs are aching from all the walking..." he said, starting to walk toward the cabin. "...when I've rested we can continue talking about... mating."
The werewolf followed close behind, his movements lithe and graceful despite his large frame. He kept his head bowed in submission as he waited for Marcus to lead the way back to their home. The cabin was cozy and warm inside, a welcome change from the coolness of the forest outside. Once they had settled inside, Werewolf lay down on the floor beside Marcus's chair, watching him curiously with adoring eyes. It was obvious that he would do whatever it took to please his new master... even if meant hiding his true nature for as long as necessary.
Marcus lay down on the sofa, stretching and letting out a small groan of satisfaction. "...so comfortable..." he said softly. He looked at the werewolf. "...so...what's your name?" he asked curiously. "...I mean...you have a name, right?" He raised an eyebrow slightly.
The werewolf hesitated for a moment before replying, "My name is Darius... but you can call me whatever you wish, Master." He studied the human carefully as he spoke, trying to gauge his reaction to the revelation of his name.
"Thank you," he added softly, bowing his head slightly in submission and gratitude.
He hoped that Marcus wouldn't change his mind about allowing him to stay by his side; the thought of leaving this human's presence filled him with a strange sort of dread he couldn't quite explain. Darius wasn't sure what it was about Marcus that made him feel so connected, but whatever it was, he intended to find out and make sure their bond only grew stronger from here on out.
"Darius..." Marcus repeated softly. "...that's a nice name, Darius," he said with a smile, before settling back on the sofa. "...I'm Marcus... but you can continue calling me Master if that makes you feel comfortable," he said, forcing a small smile. The truth was, Marcus felt a little strange having someone call him Master, but perhaps he'd get used to it in time.
Darius felt his heart flutter at the sound of his name on Marcus's lips. "Thank you, Master," he replied softly, a blush creeping onto his cheeks as he bowed his head in gratitude once more. He didn't know why hearing Marcus say his name meant so much to him, but it did; perhaps because it was the first time anyone had ever called him by anything other than a meaningless title like 'werewolf' or 'beast'.
He laid down beside Marcus on the floor, careful not to encroach on the human's personal space. His tail wagged slightly as he watched Marcus, waiting for any sign of what they should talk about next. "Is there anything you would like to discuss, Master?" he asked politely, his tone sincere and respectful.
"Yeah... about the... mating thing." Marcus said, trying not to sound awkward. He let out a sigh. "...I won't refuse to do it with you... as long as it's only when you're in human form..." he said seriously.
Darius lowered his head slightly in understanding, not surprised by the human's stipulation. "I understand, Master," he said softly. "I will respect your wishes and only change form when we mate. I am grateful for the chance to be with you, no matter what form it takes." He raised his gaze back up to meet Marcus's eyes, earnestness radiating from him like a beacon.
He paused for a moment, considering his next words carefully before speaking again. "There is one thing I would like to ask, however. If it is possible... could we wait until I am fully comfortable in my human form? Until I know myself better and can control the changes?" He looked hopeful yet anxious, not wanting to risk hurting Marcus or himself through carelessness.
Marcus let out a sigh of relief. "Take all the time you need..." he said with a small smile. The truth was, Marcus had never been with another man, so it was a relief to know he'd have time to prepare himself mentally and get ready for when the moment came.
Darius let out a soft whimper of relief, thankful that Marcus had given him the time he needed to adjust. He closed his eyes, taking slow deep breaths as he calmed his racing heart and tried to control the surge of adrenaline and hormones coursing through his system. "Thank you, Master," he whispered hoarsely. "I will make sure not to disappoint you."
His chest rose and fell with each steady breath as he focused on transforming into his human form. The soft black fur began to recede from his body, replaced by a smooth layer of tan skin. His limbs stretched longer, muscles more defined as they shifted back into their human configuration. Finally, the wolf's snout melted away, leaving behind a pair of perfectly normal human lips and a face free of any fur save for a light coating of dark hair on his head and chest.
When he opened his eyes again, Darius was no longer a werewolf. He was Darius; a tall, well-built man with hazel eyes and an unruly mess of brown curls framing his face. He turned his head to look at Marcus, uncertainty written on his features as he awaited the human's response.
"You...," Marcus began, then hesitated, "...you're very beautiful." He couldn't believe what he was saying; he had never thought of another man in such a way before. But looking at Darius now, with those hazel eyes and that soft brown hair... he found himself unable to resist the urge to touch him again. His fingers itched to explore the curves of Darius's face, the strong lines of his jaw, the muscles of his chest.
"Master?" Darius asked softly, tilting his head slightly as he studied Marcus
Marcus cleared his throat and looked away, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. "...I... I just think you look good either way..." he said, trying not to sound nervous. He glanced sideways at Darius before looking away again. "...I can... I can give you clothes if you want... although I don't mind you being naked... as long as you don't leave the cabin like that."
Darius blushed even deeper at Marcus's words, feeling a surge of warmth spread through his body. "Thank you, Master," he whispered softly. The thought of wearing clothes suddenly seemed foreign and confining; he much preferred the freedom and openness of being naked around Marcus. But if that was what the human wanted... He nodded slowly in understanding.
"Very well, Master. I will wear clothes as you wish." Looking down at his bare body, he imagined how it might look covered in fabric, and couldn't help but feel a tiny twinge of disappointment. But for Marcus, he would do anything. He trusted the human completely now, and knew that no matter what happened from here on out, they were bound together by something far stronger than mere words or actions.
"Master," Darius began hesitantly, his voice barely a whisper, "if it's not too forward... would you like to touch me again?" He looked at Marcus with hopeful eyes, wanting nothing more than the human's acceptance and approval.
Marcus's cheeks turned slightly redder before he let out a small sigh. "...fine..." he said, trying to pretend he didn't want to touch Darius, even though he desperately wanted to. Gently stroking the man's cheek, his skin was so soft. "...y-you don't have to wear clothes if you don't want to... I'm not going to force you to get dressed..." he said, trying not to let his gaze wander down to Darius's crotch. The truth was, Marcus wanted the other man to remain naked; the sight of his virile, masculine body was incredible, even though he'd never been attracted to another man before.
Darius felt a rush of relief and gratitude at Marcus's words. His chest swelled with happiness as he realized that the human truly did accept him just the way he was. "Thank you, Master," he breathed, leaning into Marcus's touch. The feeling of his fingers against his skin sent shivers of pleasure through his body, heightening his arousal even further.
He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation for a moment before opening them again to look at Marcus. "You are so kind and understanding," he murmured, smiling up at him. "I will do anything you ask, as long as I am with you." His voice was full of such sincerity that it sent a wave of warmth spreading through Marcus's chest.
He reached out to touch Marcus in return, trailing his fingers lightly over the human's cheek and down his neck before resting them on his shoulder. "Will you...," he started hesitantly, his voice barely more than a whisper, "...will you touch me like that too?" He raised his gaze to meet Marcus's eyes again, hope shining bright in their depths.