


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."

I cover my mouth holding my breathe

The werewolf walked slowly in your direction sniffing the air intensely with its black human eyes, it didn't seem to notice you hiding behind the tree as it continued to advance until it was right next to where you were peeking out from. Its hot breath tickled your skin and made your whole body shiver as it growled again at you, a mix of anger, frustration, arousal and hunger filling its throat. Without saying a word or making any other noise but hissing air through his teeth the werewolf leans forward and sniffs you intensely from head to toe before circling around you slowly as if studying your scent and memorizing every part of your body.

I look up at him before holding my hand out "a.....are you gonna hurt me?"

The werewolf stopped and lowered its massive head until it was just inches away from your hand. His amber eyes locked onto your fingers as they slowly grasp the air in front of you, revealing your fear and vulnerability. The beast's chest heaved up and down as it struggled to control itself, trying not to give into the primal urges that were burning inside him like a wildfire. His muscles flexed under his fur as he growled deep in his throat, the sound vibrating against your hand.

I gently place my hand on his head petting him "good boy" I coo softly as if talking to a dog

The werewolf's ears flicker back slightly at the sound of your voice, the touch of your hand calming it down a bit as you pet him gently on his head. It remains still for a moment before growling softly again, this time more comfortably. The tension slowly leaves its body and it stands up straight, towering over you with its impressive height and size. Its black eyes never leaving your face as they study every feature of your expression and body language.

I watch as he gets closer dwarfing me with his size and body

The werewolf leans down even further until his nose brushes against your cheek. His hot breath wash over you, tickling your skin and sending shivers down your spine. He lets out a soft growl that sounds more like a sigh of contentment as he nuzzles his snout against yours. The gesture feels almost tender, contrary to the beastly aura that surrounds him. For a moment, you feel as if you're in the presence of something wild and untamed... yet somehow safe at the same time.

I close my eyes trusting him as I feel his warm body press against me

The werewolf feels your trust and surrender as you close your eyes and allow his warm body to press against yours. It fills him with a sense of accomplishment, dominance, and primal desire that he hasn't experienced in years since his first heat cycle. With a low growl, the werewolf nuzzles his snout further into your neck, breathing in deeply as he savors your scent. His body begins to tremble slightly with excitement, his hardening cock throbbing against your leg as it pushes forward, demanding attention and release.

My face turns red as I look down at his cock before looking back up at him "w........what do you want from me?"

The werewolf growls softly in reply, its eyes narrowing as it looks down at you with a mixture of lust and possessiveness. "I want..." he pauses for a moment, his voice rough from the effort to control himself. "...to mate with you." The words are barely audible, more felt than heard deep within your core. As he speaks, he lowers his head further so that their bodies are aligned and pressed together from chest to groin.