“It’s okay,” I said, trying to banish thoughts of whether or not he thought I was pretty, whether he got hard thinking about me, “Better late than never.”
Splaying his fingers out, he turned the wheel and we moved from the nice, smooth highway to the bumpy gravel road leading to the campsite. The vibrations weren’t helping matters. I grabbed onto the armrest as the vibrations translated to tingles of pleasure in my moist pussy.
I practically jumped out of the car when he pulled to a stop. There was no one else there. It made sense; camping season was pretty much over. Besides, it was nice to have the run of the place.
“And we won’t even have to worry about light,” he said, pulling some stuff off the roof, “Gonna be a nice full moon!”
“Great!” I said. He looked at me and smiled. I was suddenly and painfully aware of just how short my shorts were, and in my mind, I kept asking myself whether he thought my breasts were nice enough.
“Something wrong?” He said, a frown of concern crossing his, now that I really looked, strong and handsome features. I could tell now why my mom liked him so much.
“No... It’s fine. Just a little chilly is all. Girls and the cold, you know?”
It wasn’t long before he had the two personal tents set up, and a tepee of firewood in a stone pit. It really was starting to feel a little chilly, and I wanted him to get the fire going. I glanced over at him. He was staring into the sky, and his lips were slowly pulling back from his teeth as though he fought against something painful inside.
Walking over, I put my hand on his arm. He was incredibly hot now, like feverishly hot.
“Daddy! Are you okay?”
It was like he’d been far away, and I’d dragged him from that place. He looked at me and I felt the blood drain from my face, feeling more frightened than ever in my life. After a moment, his features softened and I felt the fear evaporate slowly.
“Yeah, just a little warm. I thought I could see the moon coming over the treetops, and I just couldn’t keep myself from watching, you know?”
I nodded and mumbled a, “Yeah,” even though I really didn’t know.
As the shadows began stretching from the trees, he got the fire going and we sat beside each other on the soft ground.
He told a joke and I reached out to put my hand on his thigh. I overextended and my hand landed on his cock. I felt it jump at my touch before I yanked my hand away.
“Sorry,” I said.
He smiled and we kept going as though nothing had happened. Everything was going fine until it started getting truly dark out.
The light of the moon hit him and he fell to the ground, rolling and writhing. I screamed, standing up. I didn’t know what to do; I thought he must be having a heart attack. I reached for my phone, but there was no signal.
His cries of pain began to rumble in his throat, and I thought I could see his bones shifting beneath his skin.
Then his skin cracked open and thick tufts of black hair burst from the rents. I wanted to run, but my feet wouldn’t obey.
When he opened his eyes and looked at me, I saw that they had turned yellow. Huge fangs shot from his gums as his snout elongated. His clothes tore as his muscles bulged outwards. When he stood, the tatters fell from his body.
“Daddy?” I said. It wasn’t him anymore, though. It was some kind of werewolf, and his eyes fixed on my soft flesh with a hunger that made my knees tremble.
I turned to run away into the woods, to see if there were other campers. But it was too late. He leapt, slamming me down to the ground with his enormous bulk. A shock of panic ripped through me as all the air left my body.
He lifted himself off me after grabbing the back of my neck in a tight grip, and I pulled in a grateful lungful of air.
Then he picked me up by the neck and slammed me down hard enough to knock that from me, too.
“Daddy! Stop!” I cried as he lifted me up a few feet, ready to smash me down again.
Miraculously, he simply dropped me down. I turned over onto my back. His hulking shoulders lifted and fell with his breaths, which misted the air. His lips were pulled back in a snarl. Is this really my stepfather? I thought.
That’s when I saw his cock, thick and heavy, hanging between his legs. His pants had torn off, too. There was no convenient strip of cloth left like in the movies. Despite my terror, my wetness from earlier returned.
I wondered why he wasn’t killing me. When I looked down and saw the torn shreds of my shirt, I knew. My cleavage was completely exposed. He started getting hard, the monster between his legs slowly straightening from his body.
I do make him hard! Was all I could think.
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