He slapped his other hand hard against my skin and then shoved me backwards. I hit the ground with an “oof!” and both of my legs splayed out in front of me.
Looking around, I saw all the other men in the hall undergoing such horrible transformations. “Alix,” I called, “why isn’t anyone running? What’s going on?”
“Aren’t they gorgeous? Gods, I can’t believe this. I’d heard about them, but always thought it was ridiculous. But look! The muscles, the hair, the...” She drew a deep breath through her flared nostrils, “the smell. They smell like man and sex and sweat. Don’t you just want to be ravished?”
As I tried to decide exactly what to make of my feelings, Morzan threw back his arms and unleashed the most ferocious, jagged roar that ever I heard in my life from man, beast, or anything else. His chest flexed, convulsed, and the skin grew so tight around his muscles he looked to burst, but instead he just breathed in and out. Deep, lung-filling breaths, each of them made his ribcage flare and shrink. The wild blood pumped so hard in his veins that I swore I could see it moving up and down his body as it stretched, swelled and grew.
Involuntarily I pushed away, scooting myself backward along the stone floor. The scratches along my upper thighs were almost as thrilling as the thought of what was going to happen to me when the Wolf King got ahold of a leg, or an arm, or my hair. To my right, so close to the bonfire that singed fur seemed like a danger, the red-haired girl was pinned between two of them. They were both fully transformed, just like Morzan, both howling and scratching and clawing and pumping.
She screamed and writhed each time they pushed exactly in time with one another. One of them was so relaxed that his tongue hung out of his mouth to one side, his chest flexing beneath the slick black hair with each thrust of his hips. Smack, smack, I heard their flesh crash together over and over. Watching them, I couldn’t help but slip my finger inside my sex, right where Alix had hers, turning it just like she did and dragging it along the front wall of my sex.
I grabbed one of my breasts, squeezed my nipple between two fingers and looked back to Morzan who had begun lumbering toward me. I kicked again, skittering further across the floor but it had become more of a game than anything else. I’d push backwards, and the confused looking wolf king pursued. He seemed unable to avoid me, like he couldn’t take his eyes off my slender naked body, not even to look over at Alix, whom he seemed so interested in before his transformation.
“You’ll have to catch me, Wolf King,” I said, standing up and walking backwards slowly. I couldn’t believe the power I had over that huge monster, but there he was, just stalking after me, entranced.
Briefly I stole a glance to my left and saw one of the wolves driving inside the red-haired girl pull out and pulse his love onto her belly before she hungrily sucked him into her mouth and drained him. Every last drop, she licked from her lips, squeezing him as the other one kept right on slamming against her reddening flesh. She reached underneath herself and grabbed that one’s sack, and stroked it as the wolf inside her howled and both took their climax together. For a moment afterwards, the beast stayed deep inside her and for some reason I wondered if that bulge around Morzan’s tip was common to all of his wolves.
I wondered, too, if it would feel as good inside me as it did in my mouth.
“Ah!” I moaned when my back met a wall. “Well I suppose you’ve got me, don’t you?”
Morzan unleashed another throat-ripping roar and lunged forward, but I rolled to one side, and his claws clattered off the stone. I turned back to the center of the room to find many of his men howling in appreciation. Or maybe they were laughing. It was hard to tell. For each wolf who was watching the game that their king and I played, two or three more were taking their pleasure on a girl, and even a few with each other.
I darted back across the center of the room and helped Alix to her feet. She had her eye on a rather large, silver-haired wolf.
“They can’t think. They can’t reason or talk, they’re just hungry. Isn’t it wonderful?” She said. “Look, some of the beasts are so wild and frenzied that they’re taking one another. I admit it, I was wrong.”
“Wrong about what?”
“We are certainly not in the clutches of any fat lordlings here, Jo.”
I had time to give her a brief smile before the wolf-man returned her affections. He lunged into the air and pounced so hard that he slammed into her, knocking my friend to the floor and driving the air from her lungs. In one jerking, ripping motion, he rent the tattered remains of her beautiful dress and underclothes, sending them flying as he shredded. Alix put her hands on his chest, but the wolf grabbed her hair, yanked her to her feet.
Behind me, I heard a scratch of claws on stone and tried to dodge again, but I was too slow. A clawed hand grasped my shoulder, biting in my prickling skin and sending thrills all the way down my back and between my legs. Again, wet heat slipped out from between my folds and I sucked a breath through my nose that filled me with the hot, stinging scent of King Morzan, his sweat, his sex and mine, and of the debauchery of all the rest of them. Debauchery the likes of which I never imagined to exist and had found myself directly in the middle of.
I yelped as his fingers curled around my waist and the hand on my shoulder slid into my hair, grabbing me and yanking me backwards, off my feet.
“You...run...from...Morzan?”
It occurred to me that perhaps he hadn’t enjoyed the game as much as did I.
“You...run? Slaves do not...run!”
He turned me to face him. His lip curled in a snarl revealing a set of glistening fangs longer than my fingers. Morzan stared at me for a moment, his red eyes burning heating me to the core even as the thought of his teeth made me frigid with fear.
“Pl – please don’t hurt me, I was only playing with...”
“Enough!” He roared and shoved me to the ground, my knees hitting first and then my hip. Before I had time to gather my wits, he was on me again, dragging me up by the hair and forcing my head down almost to the floor. His height was such that after trying to bend himself enough to fuck me from that position for a moment, he could not, and yanked me back again, forcing an almost painful arch into my back and shoving my face against a bannister that ringed the fire pit where Alix was being ravished.
I reached out to grab the bars and brace myself so that his full force didn’t crush my face.
The wolf man taking Alix pulled her head backwards and ran his claws along her throat. I saw her gulp, and then watched him shove his full length inside her sex in one go. She screamed out, and then moaned before she shivered with full-body pleasure. The juice from her sex slicked the monster’s hair covered cock, making the fur run together in bunches as he drove himself in and then back out.
“Stretch!” She yelped. “So big! So...yesss...again...” her breath hissed between her teeth. I could watch her all day, her beauty being ravished by such a terrible, but somehow fascinating beast. Then I was reminded that I had my own monster.
Morzan’s claws closed on one of my shoulders. He scratched down my back again and took himself in hand.
“Ah...innocent...so tight...” he groaned, stroking the head of his long, hard prick against me and letting it dip just between my lips. Up and down, up and down he dragged his tip, every third or fourth time slipping it barely inside and turning a circle inside me.
Already I felt such a wonderful fullness that I wanted more and more. I wanted to feel his head all the way inside me, his fire against my body. The hand on my shoulder moved up, gathered my fallen hair into a bunch and twisted it in a ball. His fingers on my neck were so warm that I wished he’d stuff those inside me too, but as soon as the tip of his cock slipped inside me to stay, I forgot all about the scratches, the bruises and the pain shooting down my scalp every time he twisted his hand.
“Oh!” I cried when he stretched past my entrance, “I’ve never...mmmm...”
When words failed to come out, my mouth just opened and cl
osed, moans slipping over my tongue and out into the sultry air. I heard Alix shriek and turned my eyes to her just in time to see her wolf flip her over and grab her wrists. He leaned back, rested her weight on his thighs, and popped her up and down on his sex-slicked member, her breasts bouncing with every shove, and her insistent screaming getting louder with every passing moment.
“I can’t take much more!” She cried out, “it feels too good, I’m gonna...I’m...unnn...!”
The silver wolf between her legs opened his mouth in a silent roar as his stomach muscles contracted. His jaw clenched tight, and Alix’s eyes shot open.
“So warm...yes-yes-yes-yes-don’t-stop! What is...mmmmyessss!”
Like the other one I saw finish, he held Alix tight to his body and let her climax wash over and pulse through her body as he pumped inside her. She groaned, and writhed, then finally called out with a deep-throated growl of her own before collapsing into his arms on the floor.
As I watched her breathe, wishing to taste her kiss again, claws dragged down my back. I let out a yelp that turned into a groan as it left my lips. Two smart whacks, one on my back and one on the fleshy part of my bottom followed, and then he closed both his hands on my ass, his claws digging in and his fingers pushing so hard I felt bruises.
“So...so...good,” I said inwardly, cut off when he pushed his second bulge inside me. “YES!”
The way he pushed in, the second stretch, my canal opening to let him in, it all took hold of me at once, and I could barely breathe. Images flooded my mind. I remembered Shingo and imagined that it was him behind me, with his huge, knotted cock driving deep. I wondered, for some reason in the depths of my passion, whether he ever got that letter.
A hot trickle ran down the inside of my thighs and a moment later, the hair on the top part of his thighs brushed against me and swept it away. So slowly did he move in me that sometimes it seemed like he stopped completely, like he was staying still, waiting for me to do the work. I pushed backwards, hands gripping the wooden bars on the partition around the fire pit, and tried to force him deeper inside me.
“I can’t...I can’t get you any further in, you’re too big!” I said. My remark made the great king bellow a sound halfway between a laugh and a growl. But even as I spoke he sank deeper, my entire being stretched around his thickness and fire burned in my belly. Both of his hands then closed about my hips hard, squeezing me again. Somehow, his power, his strength and his urgency were exactly what I wanted.
He pulled himself out until his second bulge dragged near my entrance, then shoved back in. Once, then a second time, and I felt each hair on his cock twisting inside me. Then, wet with our sex, he drove forward until he was a little more than half-way inside, every inch of my pussy stretched around him. Each time he moved, and his hair-covered rod rasped against my entrance, I drew a breath. I was constantly sure he had put in as much could possibly fit, but he pushed deeper, somehow, so far that a sweet, sore ache began to creep up me.
Smooth, hard wood resisting my grip felt good, solid and hard. Safe, I realized, and stable. The monster behind me pushed hard again. Almost all the way in, there’s just no more room, no more of me for him to stretch out and there’s just no way...
Suddenly, I felt the heavy, thick heat of his sack against the back of my legs. Not able to believe it, I reached back and squeezed him. He pushed forward just a little, and as his tip brushed against the deepest part of my sex, stretching every single inch of me as far as it could possibly go, his second bump flexed and sent a delicious surge up my back.
“How does this...how do you feel so good?” I said between gasping breaths. “I’ve never felt anything like...”
He crushed my hips again in his palms, that time squeezing them like he wanted to pop me between his iron hands. The hair on the bottom of my rock-hard stomach brushed my thighs and I gave his balls a twist that he seemed to enjoy, based on the grunting he did.
From out of nowhere, I heard Alix’s voice. “I can still feel him in me. There’s something about these creatures that’s even more incredible than the shape shifting.” Her soft touch between my tits and then her rolling pinches on my pebbled-up nipples felt just incredible, especially with the violent, lusty hunger of the wolf behind me. She kissed me, sucking my lip between her teeth when I tried to respond, and giving me a gentle nibble.
“Gods, Jo, you’ve got this monster all wrapped up. It’s like there’s some kind of spell on him. His eyes are just fixed on you. He can’t stop looking at you. Don’t look, just feel. Just feel him moving inside you, his power. How does it feel?”
“It...it feels good,” I managed to moan in between the stretching, pain and ecstasy of the giant wolf cock buried inside me.
“He looks like he’s close to the edge,” she said. “His neck is tightening up, you know how men do.”
I looked at her with wide eyes as one of the Wolf King’s fingers curled underneath me and pushed on my button.
“Well maybe you don’t. When he explodes, it’s...well you’ll see. Close your eyes, Jo. Just close your eyes. I’ll keep you safe.”
I just couldn’t. Not just then. I looked back and forth, trying to let myself trust her. She touched my hand with hers and kissed me again.
“Trust me.”
Nodding, I closed my eyes, and as soon as I did a wave of tingles washed up my back, and slapped up against my belly. I felt the muscles in Morzan’s legs tighten. His strokes became hard, fast and deep, every single one smashing into me.
He squeezed. A groan slipped out of his lips, and then one came out of me.
Morzan kept one hand on my hip, dragged one down my back, and I felt him tense up. His cock jumped inside me, both bulges swelled slightly, and he held his breath.
Then, all at once, his whole body relaxed and something halfway between a roar and a sigh filled the air. Flooding me from the inside out, his heat pumped deep, filling me again and again. Each time his cock pulsed, his knot pushed on my walls in time with the pounding of his heart. The rhythmic, unceasing tension, the gentle back and forth movement he made, and the ball inside me that locked us together made all my muscles grip tight.
“Let go, Jo, just let it out.” Alix said, kissing me again and brushing a hand against my cheek.
A breath hitched in my chest. I gripped the wood so hard I thought I’d leave palm prints.
My teeth came together, grinding, grinding, grinding, just like him inside me.
“I can’t...I...ohhhhh,” I groaned, taking my lips away from Alix’s and trying to breathe between gasps.
“Feel him inside you, feel him pumping. Feel that strange tightness halfway down him. And know that somehow, you’ve tamed him. You’re controlling this savage monster.”
As she spoke, something about Alix’s voice made me relax just enough, coaxed me just far enough into relaxation that I fell straight over the edge. My climax beat against me, crawling across the red splotches where Morzan struck, dancing over the crisscrossed lines where he dragged his claws.
One more breath was all I had. I took it, held it in my chest, and as I let it out, warm darkness slipped over me and I collapsed first to the floor, and then backwards, into the Wolf King’s arms.
***
“What happened?” I whispered as Alix helped me to my feet with an arm underneath mine.
“Well, which part? First he turned into a giant wolf, and then...”
My exasperated look was all she needed.
“Sorry, you passed out. That’s really about it. You were out for a couple minutes, and then something happened, and they all started turning back to men. Morzan stormed out. He looked half insane. When his body began turning back, he ran off, back through those doors he entered through. It was all kind of a rush. That creepy eunuch kind of snapped me out of my daze and made me gather you up. He wrapped us in these robes, and sent us back to the house. He seemed a little concerned, but he’s a eunuch so who knows.”
I nodded, still trying to gather m
y wits.
“So we’re safe?”
“Seems like it. For right now anyway.” She pushed open the door and helped me inside to my mattress, where I immediately collapsed with a dramatic sigh. “But I’m still a little in shock. I might not be at my most clear-thinking.”
“Well, we’re here now, we’re both still alive. That’s a start.” I said.
She nodded and gulped some water.
“Huh.”
“What?”
“Oh, there’s an envelope here. I don’t think I saw this before, but I can’t be sure. I have a feeling it’s for you.”
My heart jumped into my throat. She tossed it to me and it landed on my chest.
“How do you know it’s for me?” My hands trembled as I popped the wax seal on the back and fished the letter out of the envelope.
“I’ve never gotten a letter before. And it has your name on the front.”
“Oh...oh my.” I put my hand to my chest. I moved my lips along with his words, and then drew another breath when I finished. “Alix, listen to this.”
“Well get on with it, then, tell me all about your boyfriend.”
I gave her a cross look, and read:
“Dear Jovena,
I was told your name by the auctioneer shortly after you left. I convinced him to give me the location of your father’s farm. It wasn’t difficult. Lotanese men don’t seem to like having their necks squeezed. I spoke with your father before I left, and told him where you were going. He will have received the money from your sale well before this letter finds you, but I also gave him a chunk of the gold that should be going to Morzan for some plunder.
The ‘king’ won’t miss it. Not for a time, anyway.
Your parents wept, but promised to be strong. In return, I made them a promise.”
I read the next line again to myself, not believing what it said even after going over it twice.
“Well come on, then, what does he promise?” Alix said.
“He promises to use all his power to keep me safe, and...”
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