WereWolf Troubles for Wolffine
The crisp autumn air felt great on Wolffine’s fur as they ran through the forest, weaving between the tall trees till they reached a secluded glade deep within the forest. Panting Wolffine strode through the soft grass of the clearing till they approached a small cabin. The canine dropped the pack they had slung over their shoulder to the ground and pushed the door of the cabin open. 


“Damn, it's a mess,” Wolffine sighed looking at the dusty condition of the hideaway. The canine shook their head and started to clean, bustling around to make the neglected dwelling habitable once again. It was nearly evening by the time it was finished but Wolffine looked about proudly. The interior had everything that one needed, a small comfortable cot, an oil lamp, a small wood fed stove, a cast iron pan, and a basin to store water. It was the perfect get-away from the hustle and bustle of city life.


After retrieving their bag, Wolffine undressed then flopped on the cot, using the bag as a pillow. One of their paws rested over a plump cock, the pesky thing had been a bother all day. Now that the cabin was livable it was time to take care of pressing personal needs. The shiba inu ran their fingers over the six inch stiff member. It pulsed and felt warm under their paw as they caressed the swollen flesh. Wolffine closed their eyes, letting the sensations wash over them. In this moment of solitude a surge of desire and passion coursed through their veins. The cabin, once a mere refuge from the outside world, now became a sanctuary for exploration and self-discovery. Wolffine’s paw squeezed, wrapping their fingers just behind their knot, it seemed to be bigger than normal, the shiba inu thought as moonlight splashed across their fur. Moaning loudly, with no one to hear, the canine tugged and stroked at the engorged member.


“Fuck. It always feels so much better when I'm out here; no interruptions.” Wolffine panted as their paw idly tugged slowly at their sensitive empty sack, their cock momentarily forgotten. The thought of them being gone never failed to arouse the canine. Their rocket, still engorged with blood. the bright reds contrasted with the pale pinks of the densely packed nerve tissue. The tingling touch of their paw brought their cock to come back to life, twitching eagerly with need.


“Is it getting bigger?” Wolffine asked themself as the glint of moonlight shimmered from the clear spunk on the tip of their cock. Wolffine shrugged and resumed playing with their empty pouch while lightly rubbing their fingers over their member. The deep thought of having such an intimate part of their body missing overwhelmed their thoughts, leaving only the serenity of neutered bliss. Their back arched off the small cot as they pressed their paw into the empty sack, their fingers probing along the root of their cock. As they played, their member twitched and swelled, their knot flared as they let out a bark as their member slapped against their belly in light tremors. 


Gasping Wolffine’s body dropped back onto the thin mattress as those tremors rose to a rolling rumble of pleasure, spreading out from the point their fingers were pressing into. The canine’s entire being shuddered with the building quake as their curled tail slapped against the bed. Just when they felt pleasure reach a level where they thought they would crack in half, it erupted forth. Their body rocked and thrashed, like rolling earth as the long awaited quake hit. Their heart raced and breath came raggedly as they rode through the pleasure and aftershocks.


The moonlight grew brighter as Wolffine collapsed completely worn out from their play, oblivious to several sticky matted patches of fur along their belly and chest. The sun hung high in the sky when the canine woke, their paw clutched at their sheath as the urge to pee put an air of emergency in their step. Not bothering to stop and dress, the canine rushed out of the cabin, using a tree near the forest edge to relieve themselves. With that primal need out of the way the naked canine wandered towards the sound of a small creek with no fear of being spotted in the nude. After dipping their paws into the cool crisp water, Wolfine splashed their face. The water felt refreshing as they noticed the sticky mess they had left the night before. Grinning the canine began to wash the sticky residue from their fur but to their amazement the fur stayed a coarse gray that stood out from their brown fur, no matter how much scrubbing they did.


Puzzled, the canine trekked back to camp to gather wood and to cook a small meal. They pushed the strange occurrence out of their mind as the day wore on. As night once again approached, Wolfine lit their lamp and laid flat on the cot. Their paw rested over their sheath as lust-filled thoughts crept into their mind. Their chest rose and fell in steady rhythm as they pushed a finger into their sheath, finding much less room than normal. Huffing softly Wolffine pulled their finger out and pinched their sheath. It’s definitely fuller, the canine thought as their finger trailed down their dark brown furred sheath to where their knot was already straining against flesh. With a pant they tugged down, letting their thick member slide out up to the knot. 
Determined, Wolffine grit their teeth as they pushed, forcing the knot against the tight opening till a loud pop and flash of pain as the opening tore a little. Tears welled up in the shibu’s eyes as the torn sheath stung and the warm stickiness of fresh blood dripped down onto their flat sack.
Wolffine rubbed their eyes with the back of their paw before looking down. Their member was huge, almost two inches bigger than the previous night. No wonder it hurt getting it out, Wolffine thought as the pain subsided now that their cock was completely free of its constricting covering. Wolffine could feel the heat radiating from it as their paw hovered above it, like the embers of a fire ready to set ablaze with the slightest stirring. Before they could make up their mind the heat spread across their groin, making the canine pant. Glad they were nude, the horny and hot canine dragged their body off the cot and stumbled into the cool outdoors. The blinding light of a full moon greeted Wolffine as their crotch lit up in a blaze.


Wolffine fell to their knees as their chest thumped, in the moonlight a wildfire flared through the canine’s body. Pure pain burned throughout their body as they bathed in the moon beams. Loud cracks and pops echoed in the glade as their body stretched, growing nearly twice their former size. Their paws grew sharp curved claws as their curly tail lengthened, dropping down in a wolfish fashion. Horrible burning agony spread across the now hulking canine’s face as their muzzle twisted into a wolf snout, complete with sharp fangs.


The fire died down to just their groin as Wolffine stood on their powerful legs to howl at the moon. The bestial wolf growled, its grey fur shimmered in the moonlight as it felt their cock pulse, burn as it swelled. A whimper sounded out as it felt a deep pressure from within their body. Its knees trembled as two lemon sized orbs descended from inside their groin, filling out its once empty scrotum. Before the were-beast could recover from the sudden intrusion of homemone ripe orbs, its cock begged for attention. The wolfish creature howled, gripping the swollen dog dick with its claws. In a sudden hormone fueled thrust it shredded its cock, claws dug into the swollen pink flesh. Bloody tattered stips of meat hung from its claws as a massive wolf dick sprung up from where Wolffine’s member had once proudly hung. Huffing the werewolf snapped its jaws, pulling the shreds of its former cock off its claws, devouring every last trace of Wolffine. 


With its appetite temporally sated the beast turned its nose to the sky and sniffed. Nothing, its powerful sense of smell told it was completely alone, no others for a dozen miles. Just as a precaution it went around the clearing, clawing trees and scent marking the boundaries of its territory before returning to the cent and the strange den. It poked its head inside and sniffed, the alarming scent of fire was underlaid by a strange familiar scent. It inhaled again pushing the small flame to the corner of its thoughts as it honed on to the small cot. A dim memory jolted its mind; it was arousal! Whatever had used this dwelling was in rut. A spark from its groin reminded it that it too was in desperate need. Its huge clawed paw wrapped around its foot long member and started to stoke. What am I doing? It thought as the spark turned into a buzz of electricity, racing from its freshly regained testicles to the tip of its blood red cock. It slammed against the wall as it pumped its meaty girth, its fat nuggets of balls slapping lewdly as the beast in midst of howling doused the offending lamp with its orgasm. The lamp sputtered and went out under the force of were-seed plunging the cabin into the natural light that streamed through the window. Panting the were-beast stalked out of the cabin leaving behind its musky scent as it strode into the forest looking for prey.