Outside of a town was a vast forest that only got darker the further you ventured in. The superstitious people of the town dared not to venture within the dark depths of the forest due to many stories and rumors they spread about. One of these stories involved a Werewolf who feasted on children he caught wondering around in the forest. Though unlike the other stories, the Werewolf actually did exist. The stories and rumors about him were over exaggerated, however. Though the werewolf did have an interest in children, the only meat he ate was of the animals he hunted in the forest. Being the only one of his kind, his main source of sexual relief was his own two hands. Sometimes for a change of pace, he'd even hunt down an animal once in awhile for reasons other than eating. But even beyond that, when the Werewolf was feeling especially naughty, he'd sneak into town to 'borrow' one of the children for the evening. The Werewolf held an affinity for smaller kids for reasons lost to time. This served as an advantage, however as he preferred not to be seen by the humans and his usual 'prey' were too little to speak.

The town was fast asleep and the Werewolf had just returned to his old cabin in the forest. Cradling a small and noisy prize in one arm, the furry beast walked across the dusty and scratched wooden floors. His only source of light was a fire he had left burning in the fireplace and it illuminated the single room of the cabin in an orange glow. Reaching an ancient and stained bed in the corner, the Werewolf sat the squalling bundle gently onto its matress. Unwrapping the blanket from around his prize, the beast smiled down at the infant before him. The bald little baby seemed upset about having their sleep disturbed from the trek into the forest. Knowing this noise would never do, a fatherly instinct surfaced from the Werewolf has he began his usual routine of bringing a smile to a crying baby's face. A friendly yet toothy grin, sticking his tongue out and even tickling the infant seemed to calm them down, but the Werewolf knew one wrong move would just have them crying again. Unbuttoning the baby's onesie, the beast slipped the outfit off of them leaving the baby in just a diaper. The furry beast puckered the lips at the end of his muzzle and gently pressed it against the infant's bare belly. Blowing hard, the quiet cabin was filled with the loud flatulence like noises of the Werewolf blowing raspberries onto the baby's sensitive belly. This act won the child over, who was now giggling and kicking their feet as the Werewolf smiled and continued.

Once the Werwolf had stopped his unusual playing, he sat up, looking down at the infant and admiring the little body type he loved so much. In mere seconds, his cock erected from the sheath between his legs. As it poked up proudly, the beast had no shame in his throbbing member being on display. He picked the baby up in both hands, while standing up himself. Now having one the appeal of the giggling infant, the large beast brought her close to his face, giving them a quick smooch on the lips before lowering her down. His cock was now between the infant's legs and the butt of their diaper rested atop his shaft. The beast flexed his member, lightly bouncing the baby up and down as he slowly eased his grip. His hands merely there for support now, the Werewolf was happy to see that his member was strong enough to support the weight of an infant. He continued bouncing as the child giggled at the motion of the ride. Noticing the baby's joy, the Werewolf restored his grip on them and began tossing the baby up in the air. Catching the little one and observing that they were still happy, he continued tossing and catching them. Up and down the baby went, in and out of the Werewolf's grasp. Sometimes upon the baby's return, the beast would give them another smooch, or a nuzzle. His cock now dripping precum onto the wooden floor, the Werewolf tossed the infant upwards once more, only this time they landed upside down in his grip.

The infant remained upside down in the Werewolf's grip, giggling and kicking their legs in the air. The beast sat there for a moment, giving the white diaper between the baby's legs a hungry look. It was time for his favorite part: Finding out if his prize was a boy or girl. Sitting down on the bed, the beast pressed his nose into the baby's diaper as he began to sniff at it furiously. The sweet aroma of baby powder was almost like a drug to the beast as he moved his nose up and down, sniffing rapidly. The upside down baby seeing the bright red cock would attempt to grasp at it as it slipped out of their grip and bobbed around. Finally in the most aggressive display the werewolf would ever dare to show the infant, he gripped the plastic exterior of the diaper with his teeth before giving it a firm yank. The tapes of the diaper stood no chance against the strength of a Werewolf and unfastened loudly as the diaper was free of the infant. He stared for a moment, paralyzed by the beautiful and pure pussy that sat before him. His erection stiffened, squeezing out another drop of precum. It didn't matter to the beast if it had been a boy either, unwrapping and seeing a partner's genitals for the first time always got his blood pumping.

The Werewolf decided to get to savoring the little peach as soon as he could. Still sitting on the bed with the baby upside down in his hands, he began to lick her puffy little slit with his slobbery tongue. It tasted good and he licked more aggresively, quickly coming to cover more of her private region. Soon he was slurping at her asshole as well, leaving no inch of her delicates untouched by his tongue. The Werewolf plopped onto his back, resting on the bed, supporting the baby girl above his muzzle. His noze kept her legs apart as he assaulted her peach with his tongue. The drool and warm breath soothed the infant who giggled in his grip. The beast groaned into the infant's pussy with every lick a feeling was growing inside of him he had to let out. Everything up until now had merely been a tease to the Werewolf and he needed the satisfaction of release.

Pulling his muzzle away from the baby's drool soaked cunny, the beast shuffled around on the bed. Finally, with the child resting against his pillow, the Werewolf kneeled over her with his cock dripping the clear fluid onto her body. He amused himself for a bit, rubbing his tip against the infant's smooth, bald peach. He then proceeded to tickle her belly with it before giving her a boop on the nose. Finally, from her nose, the Werewolf gently rubbed the tip of his member against her lips. The baby immediately locked her mouth onto the tip and suckled away. The large beast quivered at the touch of the baby's mouth. He stared down at her, shamelessly indulging himself in her natural reflex and need for milk as she sucked at his tip like a teet. His hand held his cock steady as his little partner massaged the head of his dick with her lips. Her rubbery, toothless gums eagerly gnawed on the pointy end while her tongue licked away at his peehole which steadily dispensed the clear and salty fluid into her awaiting mouth. The beast savored this sensation as long as he could bear, but he feared forthe risks of firing his load straight down the child's throat. Popping his tip from her mouth, she began to stubbornly cry out as she reached helplessly for his cock with her little arms. Smearing the pre-fluids onto a thumb, the Werewolf placed it onto her mouth as she began to suckle his finger as she had his member. With the girl silenced, the beast pressed the end of his cock against her little pussy. Though there was not a single hope in his mind that his dick would fit, he knew his pointy tip would at least part the lips of her vagina a bit. Already near climax, the wolf did his best to line his hole with hers, as tiny as it may be. He stroked himself with enthusiastic pumps. Within several seconds, he knew he needed to cum but it struggled to leave him with the exit pressed firmly against the infant's premature pussy. The pressure built up and soon, even her tight passage gave way to the force of warm werewolf semen erupting from his cock. A few generous spurts of the sticky white substance managed to force their way down her tight baby hole before the beast lost control of the hose. His finishing orgasm landed wherever it pleased upon the naked infant's body before he pinched out his final drop.

The Werewolf was overcome with a sense of joy and relief with his goal accomplished. Not a single shred of guilt ever crossed his mind when fulfilling his needs. He licked the little girl clean as she giggled from the tickling of his tongue. He watched her kick around for a moment, admiring his own cum as it slowly oozed from her tight little hole over time. It wouldn't be long until he was ready for another round, and he had plenty of hours left in the night before returning the little human safely back to her crib.