CHRISTIE AND THE WEREWOLF (COMMISSION WIP)
He has shaggy black hair and a beard and light brown skin. On a typical normal day, he can be found wearing a t-shirt and sweater combo along with a pair of jeans and a pair of glasses. His name was Sam, an ordinary male with a somewhat ordinary life.
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He isn't very fit, seeing as he doesn't make constant trips to the gym or does constant exercises like most others. He, however, was very good at working with computers. He had gotten a job at it as well. Fixing and maintaining computers. It was good pay after all.
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There have been times in Sam's life that he felt somewhat cheated. His body was so oddly shaped for him that he disliked it 99% of the time. Whenever he got angry or was upset his stomach would constantly growl. Whenever he was with friends he carried snacks with him to keep the growling at bay.
He can be very blunt. And in that bluntness, he has offended a few people here and there. His group of friends, however, realize that Sam is a straight shooter and doesn't sugar coat anything. He has a reserved personality which can make him seem standoffish or overly serious about things that he's sensitive too.
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Again, he always felt off and oafish with his own body. Like his own body was two sizes too big for him and what not. On more than one occasion, he constantly wished that he was born a woman and not a man. It was just something that bothered the heck out of him. Sometimes women get more respect than men. Especially nowadays.
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The young man lived alone in his small apartment in the big city. He did not get out much and rarely socialized with strangers unless it was his friends Jason, Edward, Jasmine, and Katy. Those guys were the best. He worked at home most of the time, repairing damaged laptops, encrypting files and other geeky things.
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He didn't get out that much to socialize with women or even go on dates. He was far too ugly for that matter. At least he thought that way anyway. His friends always encouraged him to go ask a girl out or something, live a little besides on the internet or gaming. But of course, it would be him going out to meet a girl that would change his entire life forever.
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It was late evening on a Saturday. Sam had been called to meet a girl at a restaurant to have a nice dinner with. It was worth trying at least. It has been some time since Sam ever dated a girl. But then again he tried to stay away from dating as much as possible. He didn't like getting rejected. It was kind of painful for him.
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Yeah, he always got that same speech from other girls that there are plenty of fish out there in the sea. Some even suggested him to go gay and try dating some sexy men. A lot of guys apparently loved gay geeky men. But no, that wasn't in Sam's cards. He wasn't that desperate....yet.
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Sam was getting himself all dressed up. He had on a fancy tux that he had from Prom. He had good smelling cologne on and was prepped for the evening. He had received a text to get to the eatery. He got into his old rusty truck and then started the engine. It roared to life and he drove forward to his destination.
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Sam was nervous the closer and closer he got to his destination. He looked about him frantically. His heart started racing and thudding against his chest. He parked his car at the restaurant and got himself out. He made sure that he was clean and presentable for his date.
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By the time that he had gotten into the restaurant he got himself a seat and then waited. An hour had passed already and no one had shown up. He sighed heavily and decided to order himself a meal. When it came he just stuffed his face. He had ordered a huge pizza because pizza always made him better when he was depressed.
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Once he was finished he paid the bill and then left for back home. He got into his truck and drove off from the city and headed out to the country toward his home. There was a fat full moon that hung in the night sky and it basked the fields of wheat and corn that was on both sides of the highway.
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The truck continued onward down the High Way. His truck started to make odd noises. The truck popped and snapped and soon sputtered to a halt and it made Sam sigh. No, no not now! He unbuckled his seat belt and then turned on his signal lights as he pulled off to the side of the road.
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He walked over toward the hood of the truck and popped it open. He looked and saw that his fuel line had been cut for whatever reason. He looked around and didn't notice any puddles of gas. But then again his truck was in need of major repairs. His gas dial sometimes didn't read accurately which is why it didn't tell him that it was empty.
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He would sigh softly and bang his head on the hood of the truck in frustration. Why was this shit happening to him? He looked at him trying to see if there would be any cars or trucks nearby that could stop and give him a lift. But when he looked, he had realized that he was all alone.
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He continued to look at the fields and noticed that there was something about him, or maybe someone. He just felt that odd sense of being stalked. He took deep breaths, trying to relax. "You are alone, you are by yourself." He would say to himself. He tried to relax a little. He looked around the area once again trying to find out who might be spying on him.
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There was a shadow of the corn, something that was indeed stalking poor helpless Sam. But what was it actually? Was it a man or a beast? Seeing as it was dark and only the pale moonlight basked the thick cornfield, it was still hard to tell. The large beast's eyes were golden orbs that flickered back and forth.
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It had a large black nose which crowned the rather long snout of his. He had big bulky arms and a well-defined body with a thick chest and perfectly formed abdomen. He was covered from head to toe in thick black fur. He had long fingers that were tipped with sharp claws.
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The beast would continue to observe the man on the street. His eyes focused in on every detail that he possibly could. The man looked to be a great specimen for what he had in mind for him. Yes, he was going to use him for the experiment that he had in mind. The werewolf was trying to find a good position.
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He knew that if he was to attack suddenly, it would ruin the element of surprise. The canine's eyes flashed back and forth frantically, attempting to take in its surroundings. He noticed that there was no one there. He knew that now was probably the best time to attack. Now or never.
But then headlights flashed out of nowhere, practically blinding the beast. It growled in frustration and darted off away from the blinding of the light. It took off and wasn't to be seen again. Sam sighed in relief when he heard the honking of a truck. It was a farmer that had pulled out from a dirt road that was not too far from him.
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The truck was old and rusty. It sputtered to a stop and once it did a loud popping sound came from it. "What seems to be the problem son?" An old man about the age o forty or so inquired.
"For some reason, my line was cut, I have no gas, can I get a lift?" Sam would inquire curiously.
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"Whereabouts you headed?" He asked.
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"The old Miller place, just up the road a few miles," Sam said.
"Ah yes, Miller Farm. Great people. Sad to have seen them passed. But I'm glad that you got their home. It's a lovely place and all, great location." He said. "Jump on in, I'll take ya there." He said.
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"Thank you," Sam said with a sigh of relief. He had got into the passenger side and was drove all the way home. The beast snarled in defeat.
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"For some reason, he's perfect. Perfect specimen for my test." He would snarl. "But I need to get him alone. I need him to test the formula, otherwise, I'll not find out if it works!"
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Hours later Sam was back at home. He had got out and locked the doors and took off his clothes and dressed in his night clothes. His eyes looked about for a moment. He knew that he would have to call a technician first thing in the morning. He had to get that truck back here and fixed at least.
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The young man had gone to bed early with the thoughts of tomorrow weighing in on his mind. Meanwhile, far and away from where he lived, the werewolf was lurking.
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"I got to find a way to get to him," The werewolf spat. He began to pace back and forth. "Time is running out, I need to find a mate before the Blood Moon," The wolf was hidden in a cave not to far off from where the farmhouse in which Sam resided.
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He sat there on his haunches, looking at the nearly half full moon. "I need him as my Beta. But I must make him a woman first. No other would dare come to me to be my mate!" He said. He then reached out for something inside a bag that he had with him.
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It was a small glass bottle that had some sort of strange liquid inside of it. He gazed at the strange liquid for a long moment and whispered. "Yes, you have to work. I have spent many years in alchemy training to conjure up something like you..." He said.
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The wolf would then curl up next to the bottle and stared at it. He stared at the bottle hypnotically and suddenly found himself drifting off to sleep.
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The alarm was buzzing loudly in Sam's ears. His eyes shot open and he grumbled. He quickly slammed a fist on it and then looked about him. It was a Sunday, which meant that he didn't have to worry about work. But what he had to worry about was the Body shops. He wasn't sure how many would actually be open on Sunday.
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He began to thumb through a large yellow page phonebook. He had gotten himself some coffee and breakfast. As he ate he dialed a bunch of numbers. He had found one that was not that far off that would agree to tow his truck to the shop and start repairs. He at least had the money to fix them.
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When that was done the young man sighed heavily. He had nothing to do today. So he decided to get on the computer and check some things out. He grabbed his laptop and bit into a piece of toast and name on it while he waited for the computer to rev up. Once the computer was on he looked and saw the latest news.
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"GIRL ATTACKED AT CORNHUSK DRIVE" The article read. He clicked on it and began to read.
Late on Saturday Night, somewhere around 9:00 PM a girl was found dead on CORNHUSK Drive. A country road South of Silent Falls, a small farming community of over 1,000 people. The identity of the murder victim has been declared to be Abby Waters, a local farm girl.
Reports say that this was an animal attack which was done by the hands of a large mountain lion. More on the report will be released after more data is collected.
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The day faded once more, and Monday crawled in. The Technician hand picked up his truck at last and got everything fixed and delivered to him on Monday morning. Just in time for him to get to work. He worked for a local computer repair and tech store that really required all his tech skills to keep the business going.
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He always felt like an important person there when he worked. Always fixing computers and other gadgets and devices that needed repairs.
The young man had stepped into the doors of The Killer Mouse, a funny store name yeah but it was unique actually for the logo was that of a mouse from a computer rather than a mouse.
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He was greeted by Edward Alexander. The shop owner. He was always a sweet old man. "Welcome there sonny, glad to have you back. How was your weekend?"
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"Hectact," Sam sighed. "Got stood up by a girl and all, and then to top it all off my truck got its fuel line cut,"
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"That is odd. Was it purpose or what?" The man would inquire.
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"Doesn't matter really. I am glad that I just got it fixed," he said sighing softly. "So, what is the damage today hu?" He would ask.
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"Well, we had a few orders come in last night. We have three laptops that are in need of virus cleanups and some of the others need keyboard replacements and such. Think its something that you can handle pretty easily." He would say.
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"Indeed," Sam nodded his head. "I'll get right to it then!" If there was one thing that Sam loved the most, it was computers. He always loved taking computers apart and repairing them and fixing them. The work was hard sometimes, but rewarding that is for sure.
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It had taken him most of the day to fix the computers that were on the list. He had gotten virus's all cleaned out and some keyboards replaced. He felt quite complete after the day was said and done. The old man had closed shop up early after everything was accounted for.
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Sam had gotten his coat and then headed toward his truck. The setting sun was disappearing behind mountain peaks, cascading copper and rust tones into the vibrant evening sky. A ballad of crickets and other insects was heard buzzing, welcoming in the night.
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Sam had gotten into his truck and shoved the key into the ignition. He slammed the door and buckled himself up. There was a loud noise outside that startled him. He looked around and saw a woman rushing out from the woods. She was frantic and had a bewildered expression all over her face.
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"PLEASE, PLEASE HELP!" She bellowed toward Sam. Sam unbuckled himself and got out of the truck.
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He quickly rushed toward her and then asked. "What's wrong, what's going on?"
"My friend, she's injured. She has been attacked, please come quick!' She then vanished into the grove of trees that sat on the outside of the parking lot of the store. Sam quickly followed behind her to investigate the emergency.
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He had pushed himself through the thickness of the trees. His eyes frantically looked back and forth, trying to see. The darkness was getting pretty thick now. "Ma'am, where are you?"
"Over here," The voice said. But it wasn't that of a woman anymore, no. It as that of a man. Suddenly Sam was ambushed. He felt heavy all of a sudden when a large body slammed right into him. He was knocked to the ground and made a loud noise of pain when he fell.
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There was a massive figure before him. There were large amber eyes that stared right into his own. His heart started to race against his chest. What was this monstrous thing that was on top of him? It looked like a human, but it was covered in thick fur! It also had a large jaw with jagged teeth and a drooling mouth.
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"You are mine now," The werewolf would growl. He would then grab Sam's nose and then clutch it tightly. When Sam's airway was closed up, he coughed and gagged. He fought to keep his mouth open. He saw the creature pull out some sort of strange potion vile and was trying to put it in Sam's mouth.
Sam was starting to grunt and groan. His mouth was soon forced open just to breathe. The strange liquid starting to trickle down his throat. It tasted funny. But then suddenly there was a pain. Sheer throbbing pain. A scream echoed from his lips as he took a deep breath. Things started to go black, he had passed out into darkness.
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His alarm clock was buzzing loudly in his ears. Eyes flickering open, Sam got himself up and groaned. He, however, felt different than his usual self. He looked around him and saw that it was 7:30 AM. He got himself up and grunted softly. A yawn escaped him and he walked toward the bathroom to splash some water on his face.
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When he got to the bathroom, he noticed how elegant his toes were. So soft and smooth, slender even. Not like his big gorilla toes that he had last night. "What happened to me last night?" A girlish voice inquired instead of his own. He gasped. Again it sounded so girly!
He quickly walked toward the mirror. A shriek of fright came right out from his mouth. Standing before him wasn't Sam at all, nor a male. But a female! A woman about the same age and height as Sam but with blond hair and large breasts! What had happened to him!
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"Well, uh..." She would say to herself looking at her new reflection. "I guess that well, we can't call us male anymore hu?" She would say. "But we have to do something, no one knows who you are or anything." She would say looking back and forth.
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"Let's see, what is a common name to use for a girl....Christie perhaps? Yeah, let's go with Christie." She said nodding. "Okay, so your name is Christie and your um, a Cheerleader maybe?" She observed herself in the mirror. Yeah, she totally looked like a cheerleader. She had long blond hair and bright blue eyes.
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She stood 5"4 and had a very lean figure with nice plump breasts. She would take deep breaths. "I am not used to this kind of body, how does a woman, well, ya know pee?" She then recollected on a lesson that her mother had taught her a long time ago.
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She was teaching the young Sam why women sat on the toilet instead of standing up like boys usually did. She had said that since women weren't equipped like boys, women had to sit on the toilet to do their business. The young woman looked at herself once more. She was trying to figure out how this happened.
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Then she remembered the attack last night. When the large beast lunged at him and then poured something down his throat. Then bit him. Yes, a bite....he should have a bite mark somewhere on her body. She took off her clothes, despite the fact they were Sam's clothes and began to look around for any signs of a bite.
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When she didn't see that there were any, she was puzzled. "I swore that I had gotten bit." She said scratching the top of her head curiously. She would then look around. She had to get some ladies clothes on her somehow. She remembered that her sister had kept some clothes around here, whenever she made her special visits.
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She walked to the spare bedroom and looked into the wardrobe and found a bra, a blouse, and a really nice white dress and put ion her. She would spin herself around once more in the mirror to admire her new self. For some reason, she wasn't afraid of the change. She, in fact, loved it! She began to get hungry and decided to order pizza.
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She had called the pizza place and placed an order and decided to watch some drama TV. After all, young girls were supposed to like that kind of thing, right?
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Hour pass and the doorbell rang. She was bawling like a baby during a sad episode when David broke up with Jasmine from one of the shows that she was watching. She cleared her eyes and then walked toward the door clearing her throat.
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She opened the door but was surprised as to what happened next. A large body soon pressed against her own and soon she was being shoved up against a wall. A hand reached up to cup over her mouth. Preventing her from screaming.
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The man was dark haired and had brown eyes. He had light skin and a very muscular form and was rather tall. Christie would attempt to struggle out from the man's grasp. But found that task was merely impossible. The man was heavy and strong. He wasn't about to let her go anytime soon.
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The man would hush her and then took deep breaths. "Calm down, now." His eyes would glow an amber orange as they stared directly into hers. She started to oddly enough calm right down. She wasn't quired sure why but something about those eyes made her relax.
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"I am going to remove my hand from your mouth. I will explain what has happened to you, alright?" He inquired. " I know that you were once a male. But I changed that." He would say.
The man removed the hand from her mouth. She would lean back against the wall. She allowed the feel of his body press against her own. It felt so strange to feel a man's body against hers. She had never been in this kind of situation before. Except maybe in Gym class when a guy tried to smash her into a locker in the past.
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The man would look right at her and then continued to speak. "My name Is Raphial. I am a lone wolf who is seeking a mate. I have to have a mate in order to start my own clan. I have followers. But they won't devote themselves to me unless I am mated." He said.
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"Werewolves are real. What you encountered in the forest that night was me in my werewolf form." He said. She at first didn't believe what was happening, nor what he was saying. But for some reason, something inside of her told her that he was telling the truth.
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"What I did to you was test a formula that I conjured up. It has changed your body into that of a female." He said. "That way I can claim you as my mate."
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"Wait, now hold on. First of all, thank you for changing me into a girl, I think."
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"Wait, what?"
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"Yeah. I never did like being a boy. I felt so weird in my own body. I almost considered a gender switch. But damn that bill would have been hellacious and painful." she said. "So you spared me of that at least,"
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"Secondly, what makes me think that I should be your mate?"
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"Because" The werewolf began. "You need me to control the new you. Not only are you a woman. But you are also a werewolf." He said. "That night I bit you, I transferred the curse to you."
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She would blink this time. "Why on earth would you do that!" She would growl slightly frustrated. This time she noticed how hot her entire body was getting.
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"Feel that anger? It's boiling you isn't it?" He inquired. "That is the anger that is inside of you, it's telling you to release the beast. You have four or five weeks until the next full moon. That is when your change will most likely happen. But remember anger is a major trigger that will set the change off," He said.
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"How do I know what you are telling me is the truth?" Christie would ask slightly, looking through narrow slit eyes. She was still not trusting this stranger one bit.
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The man soon backed himself up. He took a deep breath and then began to take his clothes off. Suddenly his entire body began to ripple and change right before her very eyes. Christie wasn't believing it. The man that was once before her was now a large giant wolf-like creature. Its glowing emerald eyes focused on her.
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"This is my true form," The loud growly voice of the creature had said. "And in time you too will transform into something like this form. But you must control the inner beast. For new Wolves it's difficult."
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Suddenly and just as quickly, the man shifted back into his human form. The man had put back on his clothes and looked at Christie. "So, what do you call yourself, anyway." Raphial inquired.
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"Christie." She said nervously.
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"Well, Christie, are you going to come with me? You can't really live here anymore. This is no longer your life."
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Christie knew that much for sure. And if the strange man was indeed right, that she was this werewolf. She would need his help more now than ever. .She sighed heavily and crossed her arms. "Fine, but you need to take me clothes shopping and get me something to eat, I am starving." She said.
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"Fair enough." Said Raph. He would then smile and take her hand. "Come this way, the car is waiting outside." The two of them had disembarked from the house. Christie took one last look at the house and sighed. She wondered what would happen to her boss and family. If anyone would ever really miss her.
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When she got done grieving over the lost chapter of her life, she got into the nice black Jaguar in which Raph owned. The car revved up loudly and soon drove her away to start her new life. The road trip was long. They were headed to a small town in Idaho which was a several day's trips from California.
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When dawn arrived and it was early enough for a mall to be open, Raph and Christie had stopped to get some clothes and food for her. The two of them conversed about things. Of course, Christie had troubles connecting with the guy seeing as he uses to be a guy in his last life.
The Mall they went too was a big mall. It had many fashion shops and food joints as far as the eye could see. Raph had said to go crazy. He was rich and loaded. The young woman visited a JCPenny first to see what she could get a good steal. She knew that her mother always liked going to that store.
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She began to investigate some dresses that might appeal to her. There were all sorts of colors. Ranging from pink, purple, violet, blue and so on. It was all so exciting. Men's clothing was always so, well boring. Unlike dresses, however. Dresses you can do almost anything with them.
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After having spent several hours getting many clothes from work clothes to getting dirty clothes to pretty much anything clothes she and Raph got a bite to eat. It was about the afternoon when they had found a good joint to eat at. It was called Madam May's Diner. She had ordered herself a lovely salad along with some Italian Lasagna.
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Of course, Raph had ordered himself a nice steak medium rare. The two of them ate in silence for the longest time. But then Christie got curious. She whispered to him, seeing that many were around him. "So-ugh, what is this thing about you trying to find a mate again?"
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"Well, you see. I have this pack that wants to follow me. Only they won't' fully trust my judgment or anything until I can find a proper mate." He would explain. "That is kind of the rules of a pack. If an Alpha male has a suitable mate, then the pack will thrive and have pups later on." He said.
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"Plus, its kind of the rules of starting a pack, to begin with. I have to present my mate to the Elder Council, they will then judge whether or not that you are worthy of being my mate by a series of challenges and tasks," he said.
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"After such affairs are in order, well then we begin the ceremony of binding. Where we tether our souls to each other. For when wolves mate we mate for life. We can't break up, and we can't divorce. If we lose our mate, we pretty much wither and die, along with the rest of the pack."
"And what if I disagree on this?" she would ask curiously, eyes flashing toward the man who named on the steak. The man would look at her with a series expression for a moment.
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"Look, I know that things are difficult right now. But I promise you that I will make things up for you." He would say. "I am rich. I have much money and I am all by myself in this world. No other female werewolf would want me, so I had to do what I had to do..and I'm sorry about this." He said.
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"Tell me," She said.
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"Tell you what?" Raph would ask curiously, eyes looking toward the woman with curiosity.
The Stableboy (WARNING: THIS STORY OBTAINS COCK VORE)
It was another Monday morning. I had to find another job and fast. The last one I was in had unfortunately found someone that was better suited for the position I had. More efficient, faster. I was nerve wrecked that was for sure. Rent and bills were going to be due in three weeks and I had no job!
I had searched and scanned Newspapers like crazy. There was nothing at all for me. But then I looked online and found something an interesting post which caught my attention. It was a website that required someone who was good on the farm. Someone to clean out stables, feed livestock and the sort.
I did a little more research on the place and then decided to give the author of the job post a call. The man seemed pretty nice. He was easily in his mid-thirties and had a pretty cute voice. I told him that I hadn't done much farm work in my lifetime, but he said that it was alright. It was easy to learn and wouldn't take long to master.
He had said that if I was to start first thing tomorrow morning he'd give me my month's paycheck early. He said that I'd get about $400 a month which was just what I needed to keep my place up. I was more than eager to get started work tomorrow. So I had cleaned myself up and ate my dinner early and got a good suit out from the wardrobe.
I then went to bed. I knew that I was going to need plenty of rest tomorrow for what was to come. Rest of course for me was well restless. I kept tossing and turning. That handsome male voice rang in the back of my head for a long time. I kept trying to imagine what my new boss would look like. I honestly prayed for hunky Cowboy dude.
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Next morning finally arrived. I had gotten myself dressed and ate a decent breakfast. I then got into my truck and drove toward my work's destination. The farm wasn't that far from where I lived which was pretty convenient for me. It would definitely save on gas for sure.
I was dressed formally. I had a black suit and tie and a pair of brown khakis. When my truck finally arrived at the destination, I was quite surprised to see a large estate. It was a three-story Dutch colonial home. It had several windows in the front and on the sides. There was a deck out on the front porch.
A couple of feet from the house was a massive red barn as well and surrounding the area several little pens for various sorts of livestock. Behind the place was a massive field of corn that looked to have almost ready for Tasseling.
The place looked really nice overall. I parked my truck near the other vehicles that were there and then unbuckled and got out. I was lucky enough to have chosen boots because the ground beneath me was soppy with mud. I looked around and called out. "Hello?"
My voice traveled a great distance in an echo. No one at first responded. But then I heard a hollering from the red barn, I decided to head there first. I walked through the thick sea of mud, my boots squishing and slurping as they trodden through it. It felt like walking in a large pool of nothing but pudding.
Once in the barn, I managed to find myself on the even solid ground once again. It was a relief. A familiar voice chuckled not too far off. 'At least you wore boots. The last poor sucker didn't bother wearing any. He had sneakers of all the shoes to wear on a farm,"
The man didn't have that accent like I thought he would. That deep south accent that sometimes got on my nerves. "I'm sorry, I never did get a chance to introduce myself over the phone. But my name is Owens, Josh Owens!"
Josh was indeed a handsome guy. He had thick dark hair and bright green eyes. He had pretty good upper body strength. He had thick bulging biceps and a nice puffed out chest with a thin abdomen. He had a very well put together face as well.
"I'm Thorolf, or Thor most call me," I would say attempting not to blush. I could however already feel my cheeks burning. I was trying to be serious. The man would give me his thick gloved hand to shake it. I made sure to make the shake nice and firm.
"Pleasure to meet ya, Thor," He said smiling. "Come and meet the boys!" He would say. 'These are my prize-winning stallions. Best at everything. From the show floor to the race track, hell to even breeding." He said. There were easily five stallions before me in their stalls.
Each of the horses lifted their heads up and neighed. Almost like a greeting. Like they were trained or something to do such a thing when a newcomer arrives. But I shrugged that idea off. That wasn't possible, was it? There was one male who was a Paint. His name was Star Strider and he was black and white with a salt and pepper mane.
The second horse was a chestnut stallion with bright big eyes and a black mane. His name was Thunderhoof. He was pretty handsome with nice front and back quarters. The horse's ass seemed most appealing to me at least. The third horse was named Sir Edward. He was a pure white stallion with a very muscular build.
Josh said that he was the "Stud" of the five brothers. The fourth horse was Windrunner. He had fur that was as red as red velvet cake and had a cherry red mane that draped down past his shoulders. The fifth and final horse was probably the oldest of the bunch.
The horse-like the others was muscular and had a handsome figure. "This boy is my prize. His name is Avalanche." He said smiling softly. The horse would look at me and nicker slightly. It stared into my eyes for a moment and then I noticed something. I would look at its legs and see that it was aroused. A nice thick horse dick began to slide out from between his legs.
"Yep, he is the horniest fucking stallion out there, he especially likes the men," Joseph would say in a teasing manner. "Bet you $60 that you can't take his dick all the way in your mouth,' He said smirking.
I would instantly burn in the face. What did he just ask me to do for $60? Did he literally just ask me to give his horse a blowjob? I took deep breaths and tried to figure out how to react to this.
"Come on, I know that you have been wanting this opportunity for some time. I could see you admiring the other horse's asses,' He said. "Besides, its only fair that you break in ole Avalanche here first, he's the eldest of the four." He said smiling.
He would open the stall and then moved me forward. I took deep breaths and began to walk inside. I had no idea what compelled me to do so. But when I was in I knelt down on my knees. I was soon eye level with the horse's genitals. He had a thick pair of black ebony balls that dangled there. They seemed to be thick with horse seed.
My gay eager mouth would open and move forward slowly grasping the horse's balls and began to lick at them. When my tongue met the horse's sack, I tasted the sweet flavor of the horse in my mouth. A moan would escape me.
My eyes flashed toward the now swelling horse dick. It was making me aroused more than ever. I had watched videos on the internet in the past about men taking horse dick in the mouth or ass. But never had I thought about doing it myself.
My lips would wander the vast amount of flesh that the balls had. Everything tasted so wonderful to me. My heart was pounding in my chest and my palms were extremely sweaty. I could feel my cock bulge between my khakis. Josh could see this and a smile crept across his face.
I would continue to lick those thick ebony balls. My fingers would reach up and begin to caress them. I could feel the testicles of the horse swimming in a sea of thick seed. My fingers had enough of feeling the male's large ballsack. They then maneuver themselves toward the now fully erect horse cock.
The horse was huge. Much like other horses of course. His cock was easily 2 feet long. It was pink and black and it looked delicious. Using both hands I grasp the thick member and raise it up to my face. I stare at that handsome flat curved flared cock head before me. I always wanted to see a horse's cock head in person. I heard stories that it was amazing to feel in one's ass.
I would admire the flared tip for a long moment. Then notice that the cumslit of the horse's cock was gaping open. Nice and wide. Pretty soon a thick bead of precum came jetting out from it. I grunted as it splattered on my face. My lips would lick my cheeks, tasking the sweet salty taste of the pre.
Josh would only laugh at this and smiled. "Well, you two have some fun, I'm going to go and check on the others and see how they're doing." With that Josh left the two of us alone together. A smile crept across my face as I then opened my mouth. Slowly I allowed it to clasp over the stallion's big fat flared head and slowly push it into the back of my mouth.
I began to suck the horse off. Allowing that thick flared dick to push in and out of my mouth. It tasted so heavenly that I couldn't bear it any longer. I unzipped my pants and soon my own fat dick came out and was bobbing up and down in the air. My own precum was shooting in thick layers out from my cock tip.
Something, however, strange began to happen. Something I wasn't expecting to happen with a horse. It started to happen when my tongue had touched the male horse's cumslit. It was like the cumslit itself started to suck in my wet appendagethanand soon I found that my tongue would not come out of it.
A neigh came from Avalanche as he lunged his head up and down into the air. Nickers would come out from his muzzle. Pretty soon something else happened. The horse's cock head soon expanded, revealing a vast tunnel that could practically wrap around my own head.
I would gasp in fright as it attempted to lung for me. I dodged the first lunge but then a second one came and soon the wet cumslit edge managed to grasp me and it began to slowly suck me inside of the horse dick. I would attempt to grasp the cock with both my hands and yank it off my head. But for whatever reason, it wasn't coming off.
I felt it wrap around the top of my head, slowly sucking me in forward. I whined and grunted, attempting to fight and pull out. But for whatever reason, I was incapable of doing so. The largely flared dickhead sucked my head in up to my forehead. My eyes frantically looked about for a solution to get me free.
But within minutes though, my eyes had vanished inside the horse's cock. I whined, wondering what on earth was going on. I could feel myself being pulled into the large tube-like cock. My heart thudded against my chest and my palms had become incredibly sweaty.
Slurp, slurp, slurp! Was the only sound I could hear. The cock tip that had sucked me it was starting to work its way toward my chin. I gasped. At first, it was hard to breathe because the insides of the cock wrapped around me so firmly that it almost cut my airway. But still, I was capable of breathing through my mouth.
I whined and grunted some. But my whines were short. For I was grunting in satisfaction now. Something or someone was between my legs. I could feel thick lips wrap around my member. Outside one of the horses had managed to get out from their stall. It Windrunner. The horse had managed to open its big lips and slide my member inside its mouth. I could feel him starting to suck me off.
I whined more and more as the cock head of Avalanche sucked me in more. Pretty soon I was up to my neck and my head was completely gone inside the horse's dick, making the exterior form of the cock bulge much bigger than normal. I couldn't move anymore. All mobility had stopped once Windrunner began to suck me off.
I could barely handle what was happening to me. I was disappearing inside a horse's cock and getting my own cock blown by another horse. Was this really happening to me? Or was I fast asleep on the couch, dreaming of this kind of crazy stuff? Whatever it was, I was going to relish into the moment. It isn't often that one if not any gets a chance to be sucked into a horse cock.
Slurp, slurp, slurp! Went the sound of the horse's massive cock sucking me inside. I attempted to undo my shirt. I had to pretty much rip it off blindly. My muscular body was at last revealed. I then began to work on my khakis. If I was going to be eaten by a horse cock, I didn't want to give the horse any digestion problem with my clothes. I was now naked and bare.
After I had removed my clothes, the cumslit ring was wrapped firmly around my chest now. The other horse had an erection and had completely lost interest in my own dick. It had mounted the sides of Avalanche and aimed its fat horse dick up to my own dry pucker. I didn't know what was happening because things inside the horse dick were completely dark.
I could feel the large cock start to swallow up my shoulders. My arms would soon clench to my sides as the expanded cumslit wrapped itself around my thick muscular shoulders. I grunted and groaned more and more. Suddenly a new kind of feeling overcame me. The large stallion Windrunner had shoved his fat meaty cock deep into my dry hole.
At first, there was a pain. The pain of my anal ring being stretched beyond regular measures. It was then met with pleasure. A wave of pleasure that made my entire body want to orgasm with pleasure. The stallion that mounted me thrust himself forward. Pushing more of that hor thick equine dick into me.
I would yelp slightly. I had noticed that I was beginning to get wet. There was thick precum all over me and the insides of the horse cock. Despite the fact I couldn't see anything, I knew what was coming. Pretty soon a wave of precum was coating my entire body. I gasped and groaned as it washed over me and out of the horse's cock, seeping out all over my body and dripping over my body.
The horse's precum almost made it much easier now for the stallion to suck me up. Slurp, slurp, slurp! The cock went again. Pretty soon my body had lifted into the air. The other horse had better leverage now that I was airborne. The large horse dick was thicker than ever with little over half of me inside of it.
I still couldn't imagine it. Yet the feel of my entire body being shoved up into a horse cock was just turning me on even more. I gasped. I couldn't hold off my orgasm much longer. Pretty soon I ejaculated. Thick torrents of seed seeping out from my thick cock that bobbed in the air between my legs.
Windrunner plowed me more and more. This thick horse hips drilling into me. I could feel that fat horse cock pushes deep inside of me. I could feel my insides literally be stretched by such a fat meaty horse prick. The horse lets out a neigh and soon I felt cum gushing inside of me. The horse was done and soon dismounted me, his cock left and my gaping anal shot a bucket load of horse seed out from it.
My entire body shivered. The horse's cock kept sucking me inside. I couldn't help it anymore I was lost to the horse now. I was going to be apart of the horse. When Josh came back to the barn, he gasped. He could only see my ass hanging out from the horse's dick. A smile curled over his lips. "Avalanch., we're never going to find any suitable worker to help take care of you if you just keep eating them,' He said.
Josh undid his pants and slid them off to his ankles. The man's fat cock was bobbing between his legs as he soon walked behind me and spread my legs apart. "Keep him this way until I at least unleash a load." The man would say. The horse neighed a response. Pretty soon another fat meaty appendage was shoved up my hole.
Josh would thrust forward into me. I heard his moaning from outside and grunted. I attempted to talk to him, but being enveloped in a horse's cock kind of prevented me from doing so. The suction of the horse's cock, however, seemed to have stopped, for the time being.
Josh groaned more and more. His fat meaty dick shoving itself deep into my horse cum filled ass. I moaned more and more with each thrust that was given to me. My own cock was once again aroused after having remained flaccid after its last stimulation. It was grinding against the interior of the horse cock and it felt oddly amazing.
"Yeah, daddy likes it when his boy eats his workers." The young man would say. "Hmp, gives him a free pass to plow, so willingly too!" Thrusting his hips forward Josh growled more and more. His hands would reach and grind themselves against the fat extended horse dick that contained his ex-worker.
"I guess I have to say now that you are fired, my friend. Seeing as you won't be much use to me other than becoming seed to breed the mares." Snickered the man as he shoved more of his dick inside of me. I wanted to say something back but again was incapable of doing so. The only thing that managed to come out of me was moans and another thick layer of my own seed which spurted out from my cock when I had another orgasm.
The man arched his back and moaned. He came balls deep inside of me, not letting a single drop of his own seed leave my ass. He pulled out and smiled. "He's all yours babe," He said. The man leaned over toward the horse. He would make out with the horse passionately. The two males shared a strong passionate kiss.
Slurp, slurp! The cock went once again. I could feel my legs start to be pulled inside. The largely expanded cumslit of the horse soon wrapped about my ankles. SLURP, SLURP, SLURP! More suction was called for at this time. My legs would go in and out of the cumslit frequently. One final slurp and soon my legs were inside and my entire body was gone from the outside world.
I could feel the cock suck me in full time now. My head was soon entering a passageway through flesh and soon I found myself dropping off some kind of ledge. I would gasp and groan softly. My arms and body land inside of a sack like an area. I feel extremely wet and squishy. I began to adjust to the darkness around me. Soon the rest of my body came following close behind me and I loved loudly.
The horse's cock had deflated once I was inside his balls. But now the horse's balls were massive then they once were. They obtained an entire being who was very much alive and wriggling inside of them. Josh would watch as my struggling would soon subside within ten minutes. This was of course due to the fact that the seed of the horse was wrapping around me.
I could feel it, changing my entire form for some reason. I was becoming seed, becoming horse seed. My body was melting into the thick balls of the horse. I gave one final breath, one last moan and soon the struggling was at last over with. I had met my destiny, I became the horse's seed and now Avalanche had a nice thick pair of balls full of nice juicy seed to fill a mare's tight puckering hole.