There were times when you simply needed a break from it all; a break from town, from the hustle and bustle of every day life... a break from everything that seemed to pull you away from simply looking up into the night sky and thinking of what a vast universe you existed in-knowing that you were one tiny speck... on one tiny dot in such a huge, endless amount of possibilities was humbling. It hadn't taken you long to pack your things, grab a tent, and set out to the woods on the outskirt of town. Though you knew that they only ran on for a couple of miles, they seemed to be endless; you walked the path that you knew well until you were surrounded by nothing but trees that canopied open to give you a perfect view of a cloudless sky and the thousands of stars that twinkled back at you from that inky black expanse. You finish reflecting on what brought you here as you finish putting up your tent-there is a part of you that wants to sit outside and simply stare up at the sky for a while, but the other part of you is aware that it is rather late, and you want to be up early so that you can get some hiking, or perhaps fishing in. With a resigned sigh, you douse the fire that you made and unzip your tent, crawling inside of it and unfolding your sleeping bag so that you can get settled in. You lay there for a half an hour, letting your mind wander and roam freely... and then you find yourself startled by a noise-your eyes fly open and you look around. For a moment, you wonder if you simply imagined it... but then you hear it again-closer to your tent now... a rustling, the sound of footsteps... you even think that you can hear the sound of something breathing. There is a part of you that is frightened and thinks that you should simply stay in your tent and wait for whatever it is to pass... but another part of you is curious... curious about the cadence of the breath, and the fact that the steps do not sound like any animal that you have ever heard. You are torn... do you get up? Do you stay hidden in your sleeping bag? You lay there for another moment, your entire body tense... and then you see the impression of something large leaning against your tent for a moment. You take a startled breath, and whatever it is seems to notice. It runs off-you can hear it as it crashes through the woods, snapping twigs and branches, and rattling leaves. You can't help yourself. Before the sound completely fades away, you are up and out of the tent, not even taking time to get fully dressed. Whatever it is, you want to know! You take off into the woods after it. There is a moment when you think that doing something like this is a horrible idea... and yet you can't help yourself. You are so curious-and there is something about this creature that truly seems to be drawing you to it. You've never been one to believe in fate, but you truly feel as though there is a puppeteer somewhere who is pulling your strings and causing you to dart and dash through the woods-in the distance, you can hear the crashing of the creature that you are following... and you know that if you keep up your steady pace, you will soon catch up to it. You know the woods well enough that you aren't tripping, and yet most of your concentration is going into watching your feet, slapping branches out of your way-you feel the sting of their grabbing fingers at your face, and you know that you will have scratches when you can examine yourself... and yet you push your body harder, wanting to accelerate. The sound is growing closer now, and you can almost taste your discovery on the back of your tongue. Something about it all is making your breath come faster, your entire body tighten. Something about the situation speaks of wonders that you will experience. A whole new life... A whole new life... The sound of running water is now evident, and you know that it must be the stream that carves through these woods and slowly leads into the river that supplies water to your town. You wonder if the creature will stop there for a drink after running for so long... and you know that if it does, you will catch up to it. Just that thought sends a trill of excitement through your body and puts an extra boost in your speed that sends you careening forward and bursting into the clearing just as the sound of the creature's movement stops. For a moment, as you burst through the clearing you aren't sure that you see anything. There is the stream, a dark and beautiful blue against the contrasting greenery of the forest... and the moonlight is pouring through the open canopy of the trees. And then you see it-and whatever it is, you honestly find yourself questioning. You can't see it clearly... but what you do notice is that something large and canine has sat down by the stream. You nearly fall trying to stop your body movements so that you don't scare whatever it is... because... whatever it is, you have never seen anything like it in your entire life. You take a moment to silently examine it as it lays by the stream, letting fingers trail into the water as it cools down. Black fur covers up to its elbows, and then you see the fur change into a deep blue... for a moment, you register that you have never seen fur of that color, but you push the thought aside as you continue to examine the creature; the dark blue fur looks incredibly soft, and there is a part of you that wants to step forward to touch it. You must have made some type of a movement to follow through with your thoughts, because the creatures head suddenly turns-you can see wide eyes staring at you, banded by black like a mask... but what shocks you more than anything is the ample breasts that span across the creatures chest. Even though it might have been a strange though... the only thing that comes to your mind is that this creature is truly beautiful... With that thought, you can't help but to step even further forward. As you do, you bring your hands up slowly and speak in a gentle voice. "I'm not going to hurt you... please don't run again?" The creature tilts its head to the side as though trying to decide if what you are saying is truth-there is a part of you that knows that it understands you... and you take another slow, cautious step forward. She raises her body up so that she stands tall before you. Her arms open wide.... and with a lick of her lips, she beckons you forward. You can't help it-you don't think about what repercussions there might be. You don't think about anything... you just step forward into those arms... her fur is soft, her breasts are ample and perfect against your bare chest... and for the first time in longer than you can think, you feel a sense of completion that overwhelms you with such strength that you begin to shake. "Touch me...?" The voice comes out soft, nearly shy-you notice that her lips do not move... instead, the voice is in your mind... and it is as though she is just as unsure as you are. You, however, find yourself completely enamored-your hands come up, cool from the night air. They slide along the length of her arms, and then drop down... you brush them up along her torso, letting your fingers work through her fur. She gives a little shiver as you do... "Why did you run before, who are you?" You can't help but to ask the question as you continue to let your fingers work over every inch of her frame... slowly, slowly you let them work so that they are right beneath her breasts. "I'm Laura... and you drew me to you. I wanted to talk to you.. I've been watching you all day... but then I got... nervous..." You were certain that if you could see it, she would be blushing, "I wanted you to follow me..." Her voice is still softly timid, but you can hear the desire building up inside of her. You can also feel it building within yourself. Your fascination is turning into pure need-your cock begins to harden... you are suddenly very aware of how it feels to be pressed against her... how perfectly slender her waist is... and the temptation to run your hands higher becomes far too strong. Without warming, your hands move up and you cup her ample breasts. She gives a small shiver, and her head tosses back-you admire the way that her chest coloration fades from blue to a near cream color... and one hand moves from massaging her breasts to gingerly feel the spike on her chest... "You're so..." You can't think of how to phrase the way that you are feeling... the only word that comes to mind is... "Perfect..." Your hand moves once more from the spike on her chest. However, this time it works lower along her body. You feel down the curve of her waist to the very plump ass that adorns her frame... every curve and every inch of her seems to be a new temptation-finally, you cave in to what you truly want and let your fingers slip between her legs. At first, it is a gentle tease, the movement of your fingers. You see her long ears give a small quiver, and the tail that sways just above her ample ass gives a small twitch. A soft and gentle sigh blows through your mind-you lean in close and press a gentle kiss to the base of her neck... and as you do so, you let your fingers slide inside of her folds so that you can feel the warmth and wetness that is waiting for you at her core. She cries out-mouth opening to make a soft growling sound. Just that sound seems to push you onward. Your hand gives a soft little pinch to her nipples, and your fingers continue to work in and out of her, exploring her pussy for a moment before working up so that you can work against her quivering little clit. Her words are coming to you now as though she has simply opened a telepathic link between you, so that you can hear her every thought. She whispers of how she wants you... how good it feels to have your fingers working inside of her... how she wants you to take her... how she wants to make you her mate. There seems to be something about the last of her thoughts that rings inside of you like a warning... or perhaps as an opportunity of something that you must reach out and take. You step back from her for a moment, and she gives a little cry of protest. However, her eyes widen as your fingers move, glistening in the moonlight with her moisture, to drop your pants from your frame so that you stand bare and nude before her. "I want you. Tell me you want me-tell me to take you." Your voice is so dominating... and just the very tone seems to make her shiver. Her head gives a small nod, "I want you..." Her voice is a gentle, nervous caress... and yet you can hear the heat inside of it. "Take me..." Her words are there, and they give you permission. You step forward and bring your arms around her-with a gentle push, you bring her to the ground so that you can pull her legs up over your shoulders. You want to enter so deep inside of her that you lose yourself completely-you want nothing more than to be one with her.. Her hands hold her up, the look in her eyes burns... and with a thrust of your hips, you feel your arousal dive deep into the tight wetness of her core. As you do so, you see as something that you had mistake to be part of her head, perhaps hair, rises up. Her eyes seem to glow... and the warmth from her core seems to spread throughout your entire body. "What are you doing?" You can't help it as the question spills out of her mouth. However, your hips work again, and you pull from her center, only to thrust deeper inside, so that you can feel your testicles slap against her plump ass. Her entire body shivers, and her legs at your shoulders spasm. Her voice whispers cool through your mind... "Making you my mate." You think nothing of it-you think nothing of the heat that burns through your entire body. Instead, you focus on thrusting in and out of her tight and hot center... you focus on the way that she moans, the way that her body writhes beneath you each time your pelvis works down and brushes for a moment against her quivering little clit. However, with each thrust, that heat burns hotter... until finally you feel as though you are about to melt from your skin-your next thrust comes hard enough that you hear her give a little scream-her legs fall from your shoulders and your hands come crashing to the ground beside her... it is only then that you notice something strange. The back of your hands seem to be splitting open-for a moment, fear pours through your entire being. However, no blood follows the ripping of your skin... instead, spikes begin to push from your flesh-you can feel your bones creaking as the spikes continue to push forward. The skin around the spike turns black... and you notice as fur begins to sprout from your smooth flesh. Your eyes widen and you look to the creature below you... suddenly you realize what she meant... she intends to make you one of her. There is something so intoxicating about the very thought that you give another thrust, harder this time-it brings another growl from her throat... and another pulse of that heat through your body. Your fingers elongate, matching her own now... and that black fur begins to march up your arm, until it turns blue. You pull back so that you are sitting on your knees-you hold her hips so that you can still thrust inside of her. Each thrust brings a burst of that heat, and each burst of that heat seems to bring about a change to your body. Your head tosses back and you can feel your ears begin to elongate, to grow until they are sticking up from the side of your face-you can suddenly hear her breathing coming harder, you can hear the beat of her heart... and you can hear it as your bones begin to crack. A scream rips from your throat, and for a moment you stop your thrusting. Your ribs seem to crack inward before bursting out-your body becomes perfectly muscled-your chest broadens, the muscles in your legs expand... and as you watch, your fingernails seem to length, turning into claws... the same claws grace your toes. You open your mouth again to scream, only to find that your face seems to be undergoing the same changes as your body-your mouth feels odd... your face seems to grow outward, lengthening into a muzzle-you can feel perfectly sharp teeth in your mouth as you open your lips and let out a fierce growl. Your head tosses from side to side, and you feel the same appendages that lifted on the female below you tossing from side to side as you move. Suddenly, your spine bows-it sends your pelvis thrusting forward. The female below you lets out a vicious growl of pure pleasure, and when you pull from her frame you can see why. Your cock grows with the muscles of your body-it lengths, the thick, red member growing over a foot in length. When you thrust inside of her again, you fill her up so that she writhes and twists beneath you, clawed hands scrambling to grab hold of you. Another creaking sound pulses through your body-your spine aches-you can almost feel it quivering... and as you thrust inside of your mate again, you can hear your own flesh rip as a tail almost shoots forth from your body. You stand now, pulling the female up with you-you are much taller... and the strength in your body is unbelievable. Your hands fall away from her, spilling to your side. Your head falls back, your ears twitching.. and in one final burst, that heat seems to focus on your chest and then burst outward-the same spike that you explored earlier rips from your chest... and shivering, breath coming hard and fast... you feel your transformation complete. That heat is now pulsing through your entire body... and it makes you want the female all the more. You do not open your mouth to speak, instead you simply speak with your mind... the telepathy comes naturally. "Get on all fours... let me take you-I am your mate. I'll make you mine." Your voice is so dominating, so demanding... and a moan of pure satisfaction seems to pour from her. She falls to the ground, tail sticking up so that you can see her aching little hole tight and ready for you. You fall to your knees beside her, and your reflection in the water shows how you have transformed-your eyes burn crimson and yellow like to haloes of light... and you watch your reflection in the water as your massive arousal thrusts deep and hard inside of Laura. You have never felt more perfect and complete in your entire life as you do now-the thrusting from earlier already has you so close to orgasm that you can nearly taste it. You can tell by how wet Laura is that she too is close. There is no hesitation-no drawing it out. Clawed hands come to hold her hips, and you begin to drive hard and fast into the female beneath you. It seems with your transformation and your hungry thrusting, her shyness from earlier fades away. Her claws dig into the ground and she works her body back, so that her full ass bounces with each thrust as she brings you deeper and deeper inside of her. "Yes, that feels so good! Mmm... Oh, God! Harder, please!" You hear her begging, and it incenses your passion. Your claws nearly dig into her flesh and you begin to truly pound her, your cock diving harder and deeper inside of her with each thrust until you wonder how it is that you simply do not render her into. However, the way that her breath comes harder and faster tells you that you are bringing her closer to the edge. You can feel her core giving little spasms of need and pleasure... and with one final thrust, you watch as her spine bows, her head throws backward... and you feel her pussy begin to clench and work around your hard length, trembling in the wake of her orgasm. Your thrusts are becoming erratic, you are losing your rhythm-that pulsing of her pussy is driving you to insanity, and you can feel precum making her all the more wet. Finally, letting your own head fall back, you give out a growled scream that you are sure can be heard in your village... and you let yourself find release. Your cock pulses, pumping thick ropes of hot seed inside of Laura until you see it begin to work out of her wet channel. You thrust harder, deeper, letting your seed mark her very center. Your entire body trembles, your heart is pulsing... the pleasure that is rocking through you becomes all too much. Another scream escapes you and with a final thrust into her pulsing, squeezing heat, a final burst of cum spills from your length... you feel the strength leave your body and you slowly sink to the ground. Laura lays trembling beside you for a moment before finally twisting so that she can pull your head to rest against her heaving chest. Her claws stroke through your fur, playing over each changed feature of your body. She is trembling, her pussy still dripping your seed... but her voice is softly sure... "I knew that you were the one... my mate... I've been waiting for you for so long..." You nuzzle tight into her breasts, knowing that what she speaks is true. Strong arms lift to wrap around her and you drag her close so that your bodies are entwined-she is yours... and you are finally where you belong.