A Merry Fucking Christmas ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ It was winter again. The cold was bitter and the snow was painfully abundant, my wife always made ME shovel the drive. Thankfully the fireplace was well stocked with wood that I had chopped in late fall so I wouldn't have to do it in the winter. It was getting to be that time of year when the local radios conspired to only play annoying jingles and cheerful vomit. My wife and I agreed the radio stay off during that time. I love my wife dearly. As I sat on the couch, I grumbled softly as the TV screen started to flicker. Bad weather most likely, we had the ugly dish sitting on our roof. I sighed gently and resigned to switching over to the wide selection of movies we had accumulated in our time. As the movie played, I started to lazily allow my eyelids to droop a bit as I felt the warming glow of the television ease my worries. My wife walked into the room and chuckled, obviously finding me amusing in some way. I looked to her, smiling a warm loving smile, and asked "What's so funny?" She shook her head gently. "Just find my husband amusing when he falls asleep during his favorite movie." I smirked and patted the seat next to me. She approached and sat with a soft thump. With the robot zombie ninja pirate octopus from space reaching the climax of their conflict with the cancerous barnacles from Xenon 4, I was a little enthralled but not completely distracted from my darling snuggling into my side. We kissed sweetly then looked back to the screen, alien intestines spewing about in a haphazard manner. As the ending credits rolled, she squeezed my arm gently. She had something to say. I looked to her and kissed her gently before asking "What's up?" "Mom wanted us to visit for Christmas this year. I think it'd be a great excuse to get out of the house, don't you think?" she asked. I thought about it before finally concluding "Sure, I suppose I could put up with her weird cooking for old time's sake." She pouted cutely. "Her cooking isn't weird, you just don't like the spices she uses." I huffed and crossed my arms across my chest. "My point exactly! Anyone who puts herbs I can't identify into my soup is bad news!" I said sternly. She looked almost crestfallen, but quickly seemed to remember something then giggled and kissed my cheek. We giggled for a bit, then a calm silence settled for a few moments as we stared into each others eyes. "Still, my old stores of tea are running low and she's the only one around that grows what I like." she commented, my curiosity piqued. "What herb?" I asked, she shrugged and said "Wolfsbane?" We both had a laugh, and I continued "So THAT was what was in her food? All this time I should've known! Down the hatch!" We laughed harder, not sure why after a certain point other than the way we looked laughing so hard made it hard not to bubble up in more giggle fits. After the moment had passed, we sat smiling warmly at each other with endearing expressions. She yawned, at which I chastised her while my own yawn destroyed my composure. We giggled softly then decided it was time for bed. As we turned off the lights that Christmas eve, outside the first few of many snowflakes began to fall. Slowly and gently at first, but quickly gaining momentum as the night went on. --- I awoke with a scream. Not mine, mind you, but my wife who had gotten out of bed before me. Overnight, it seemed, the whole house was buried in over twelve feet of snow. My wife was panicking, which is strange for her. She looked like an animal trapped in an upturned laundry basket. It was funny for a moment, but I quickly began to worry. I stopped her to try and get something sensible out of her, but she mindlessly babbled and kept looking to the doors and windows. "Sweetie? Are you, by chance, claustrophobic." I asked. She looked to me as if I were stupid, but quickly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Y-yeah... really really bad." I looked to the windows. I figured it'd be at least a day before anyone could properly dig us out of our home. She was shivering, so I sat her down and tried to make some tea. I couldn't find any of hers, so I used some of mine. Chamomile, I knew it wasn't her favorite but I knew she wouldn't mind. I handed her her mug, which she seemed ecstatic to receive, only to take a sip and frown in disappointment. "Something wrong, dear?" she shook her head in dismissal and snuggled up next to me. I knew there was, but I couldn't force her to tell me. I just had to be patient and wait for her. Christmas day, snowed in. Could be worse... right? --- That night, we watched TV for a bit. The whole day she had been fidgeting, looking around in a mad panic for an escape. Finally, with a deep sigh, I put my hands on her shoulders and looked her dead in the eye. "Tell me what's wrong. It's quite obvious at this point. It can't be over some stupid tea, is it?" She immediately snapped at me "Stupid tea? How dare you you fucking! Uh..." she seemed to remember herself and calmed down. "Sorry about that. Y-yeah... it kind of is the tea." I was taken aback at her outburst, I chose to be more careful how I talked about her tea from that point on. "What's so good about it, if I may ask?" She seemed to take a moment to carefully choose her words. "Well... it's hard to explain, but I suppose all in all you'll find out tonight. I assumed you would sooner or later, I just didn't think it'd be tonight..." "Why? Explain it to me. Tell me what's so special about tonight? What is this tea you need so badly? Why do... uh... Why the ears?" She seemed surprised, about as much as I was, and covered her head in shame. "Derek, darling... do you love me?" I nodded. "Even if I didn't look like this?" Again, I nodded. "Even if maybe I had a slightly different personality?" I thought, then asked "How different?" She smirked a little as if smiling at an inside joke. "Night and day?" I grimaced, both at the bad pun and her implications. I thought about it for a long moment, then nodded. She relaxed visibly. "Okay. Please, don't be frightened... but I need you to trust this is still me." I was worried, but I did trust her. Before my eyes was my wife, slowly her body changing. Tiny thin hairs started to push from her skin, her jaw elongated, her nose flattened, her ears shifted back on her head. Her head seemed more dog-like with each passing second. Was that wolfsbane joke out of line? An animalistic growl bubbled forth, fur covering her completely while her clothes stayed intact despite Hollywood films. A long tail pushed out from the back, covered in soft tawny fur. Her feet lengthened, becoming large and padded like a large dog's feet. As the change pushed out she rose up above me, looming over me as she had grown at least a foot and a half in height. Her breasts more than doubled in size as well. She had all the right curves, damn that's hot. As I contemplated why I was so strongly attracted to this beastly form my wife had taken, she had finished her transformation. A soft feminine sigh escaped her lips. "Ahhh. Feels so good to finally get some leg room again. Last time she let me out she was barely old enough to think about boys. Well now she's gone and developed." The creature spoke quietly to herself. She cupped her breasts, cooing gently to herself as she played with her newfound cleavage. She moaned softly, her paws molesting the cloth-bound breasts with an almost childish giddiness. For an animal, she was beautiful. Her fur was thick and plush, her eyes were big enough to use as mirrors, and her tail drew constant attention to her perfectly shaped ass. I always thought my wife was gorgeous, now she was smoking hot. I couldn't stop from staring. Her paws drifted down, exploring her body as she quickly found her honey pot and dug in looking for sweet nectar. Soft moans started growing into passionate lust-filled growls of need. My painfully tented pants were a clear indication this was turning me on. She then gave a whimper that triggered something in me, I accidentally let out a soft breath I didn't know I was holding a little louder than I noticed. Immediately she stopped and looked to me in irritation while simultaneously pulling her digits wetly out of her pants. "A little privacy, please? Jackass..." she huffed, glaring at me. I cringed a little, was this really her? I must've looked a little hurt, as she seemed to soften up visibly a little. "Um... are you Tessa? Are you my wife?" I asked the beautiful hulking monster. Stiffening visibly, she looked down at herself then back at me. "Uh oh... Whoops. I'm sorry sweetie, you'll have to forgive me. She doesn't exactly tell me everything. I kinda have to take information where I can. It's been a while since she's let me out so I've got a bit of a learning curve to deal with here." I nodded, trying to hide my erection until I could will it away. "Well at any rate, you do smell like her... yeah, all over you. Even..." she looked at me curiously, then knelt and dug her nose into my crotch and inhaled deeply. "Even here. Damn... you smell good. No wonder she chose you. She has good taste." I chuckled and agreed, she did taste good. It took her a moment to think about that, but her muzzle reddened when she got it. "Ewww! That's gross!" Obviously she's still a bit of a pup if she thinks THAT is gross. I simply chuckled softly and kissed her, that fuzzy muzzle being a strange feature but not entirely unpleasant. She was hesitant, not quite sure what to do. I wrapped my arms around her and she seemed to melt into my embrace. After a moment, her lips parted and her tail started to wag and I took that as a signal to press on. My tongue pressed against her flat rough tongue which she happily accepted and caressed with her own. After several minutes, she pressed away a little blushing darkly and panting hard. "Shit... I want to breed your ass so hard now. I can see why she likes you!" she said, my crotch getting a hearty grope. I had to resist shuddering in desire, which was hard considering the situation... pun aside. "Well... if you're my wife, then I don't mind a little playtime." I said softly, my voice full of lust. She smirked and growled softly, pressing herself against me. In an instant I felt soft silky paws digging under my shirt to lift it up over my head. Once that was off, she slowly and deliberately undid one button at a time on her shirt. I couldn't suppress an agonized groan of need. As I watched each brass fastener pop, more of her cleavage burst forth. I thought maybe she was a D at first sight, but looks are deceiving I guess. Looking at them now, they may very well be DD or even E! Her bra seemed painfully undersized for these beauties. I reached out to touch them. Something about the texture, how soft her fur was, drove me wild. It was like caressing a cloud, albeit a sexually charged one. I unhooked the front of her bra, her breasts springing forth like caged animals. Definitely an E cup. She cooed softly, her tail was thumping loudly on the couch beside her. I couldn't stop staring. My beautiful wife, all this time, was a drop dead gorgeous werewolf. I felt a soft paw on my crotch, reminding me just how painfully tented my pants were. I couldn't restrain a shiver of delight. Slowly I heard and felt her take the zipper and draw it down. Despite me not being a stranger to sex, this whole situation still made me blush. She wrapped her digits around my member with only my underwear as a barrier. I groaned softly as she squeezed me gently, those powerful paws being ever gentle. She leaned in and kissed me, making my pulse go through the roof. We passionately kissed as she continued to grope me, very much making feel warm and in painful need of release. When she felt my pre seep through the fabric, she let go and licked my lips one last time before turning around to present her rump. Those jeans my wife would wear, the ones that fit perfectly, were now skin tight on her plump and perfectly shaped posterior. I gently slid my hand up her thigh, relishing in the feeling of the fabric pulled so tightly over her body. I traced my fingers softly over her gluts, making her shiver and arch her back. Her tail raised up, curling just a bit, which I found cute in a sexy way. I prodded her sex through the denim, making her quiver in need. I could swear I heard her whine as I watched her tail wag. "Damn, stop teasing." she said. That was all the invitation I needed. I reached up and popped the button on her waistband, the sound resonating through her body as I pulled down that cool metal tab to reveal her silky pink panties. As I drew back the material, I gasped softly in surprise. After revealing her upturned derrier, I was very surprised to see not only her beautiful ass but also her swollen nether lips and... huge cock? Right there in plain sight was the outline of her ball sac and her maleness, which happened to be very swollen and had pushed itself free of the waistband of her panties. It was oddly shaped, with the tip pointed like that of an animal's. As I stared, I heard her whine loudly and her hips rocked back a bit in need. Obviously she needed some attention and I was focusing too much when I should've been prepared for something weird... even if this is pushing the term. I leaned in and sniffed long and deep, her feminine scent pungent and strong. I licked her through her undergarments, making her squirm a bit in delight. I felt her twitch against my tongue as I licked her again, this time more aggressive and passionate. Reaching up, I stroked her cock. It was an odd sensation, even though this was my wife I was stroking. Regardless, she twitched in my grasp and it felt strangely rewarding to do this. It didn't take long for my curiosity to get the better of me. I pulled off her panties, her strong scent washing over me like a tidal wave. My cock throbbed painfully in need of attention, as did hers. I licked her, my tongue delving into her sweet juices. Wrapping my fingers around it, her cock thrums gently to her pulse in my grip. She pulled away suddenly and I heard a whine, only to realize it was me. She giggled at me, her dual organs dripping copiously. "Okay, get on with it. Any more of your hot tongue and you wont have any wife left to lick." Yup... that's my wife, I'd know that humor anywhere. I licked my lips and laid down over her, smiling predatorily as I rubbed my tip over her sopping wet slit. She smirked at my teasing but quite obviously growing impatient very quickly. I wasted no more time and sunk in, forcing a gasp from her lungs. "F-fuck... you're huge!" Wow, she got me to blush. Closing my eyes, I steeled myself and plunged in deep inside her. I hilted with some difficulty, her new form proving to be incredibly tight. Her moans of delight drove me on, however, and soon I was sliding in and out with a forced gentle slowness. Her moans awoke something primal in me, my hips moving on their own as I pumped her tight rump. The subtle ripples, the tight grip, and every inch of her soaked walls were quickly getting to me. I could feel my body tightening from my oncoming orgasm. "You gonna cum, baby? Go ahead, fill me up! Shoot your human spunk into my belly! Make me pregnant!" Her words rang in my ears, sending shivers up and down my spine. With my eyes closed, I didn't notice until it was too late. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled hard, forcing my cock deep into her depths. The sudden explosion of pleasure set off another when my shaft erupted inside her. Her toes curled and her body tensed as I kept pumping my essence into her wanting hole. I slumped tiredly, hugging her to me in a loving embrace. She cleared her throat softly and I looked into her eyes with curiosity. "I hope you're not thinking I'm done with you." she said. My cock jumped in excitement. She shook her head knowingly. "No, no, dear. I'm going to pound your sweet ass." Before I could argue, or refuse, or even just ask why, she kissed me roughly while her soft clouds for paws touched my body. It made my body shiver in anticipation, my eyes closed of their own volition, my muscles relaxed almost completely. "Mmm... Good, my pet." she cooed. Her paws settled on my ass, rubbing soothingly as though kneading every ounce of resistance out of me. I couldn't deny this creature her desires even if I wanted to. It felt so natural to be here with her, hearing her heartbeat. She shifted, my length slipped out, and my mind drifted from the fuzzy haze to realize what was going to happen. If I had any notions of fighting off this beautiful beast, they were long gone. Before I knew it, she was behind me. Her paws were on my hips, and I was propped up on my chest and arms. I felt a warm wet tongue and was in a strange, but not unpleasant, nirvana. The hot appendage dug in, making me squirm. Is this how it is for her when I lick her? As I got particularly relaxed, she stopped and dug her claws into my hips harder. My body was still in a warm fog when I felt a prodding. I rocked back, thinking it was her tongue again. It was not, as I soon found out. What penetrated my tight anal ring was hard and hot. Very hot. It slid further in, filling me in a strange and exquisite manner. I felt her fuzzy thighs tap mine and was very much in no way feeling objectionable. I could feel her pulse, her shaft feeling delicious within my belly. I heard a soft growling as her hips withdrew, then sunk back into place. My gut wrenched pleasurably, a soft moaning forcing its way out of me. As her pace increased, my mind numbed down to merely centering on the intense pleasure in my ass. It didn't take long, though, for her thrusts to become shorter. There was a strange bulb bumping my hole, I didn't know animal anatomy so I couldn't be sure what was going on. In a strange haze, a moment of clarity I noticed I could hear a wet clapping and the ground beneath me was moving erratically. Suddenly, everything became still and my ass was burning hot in pain and pleasure. I felt velvet caress my cock until a blinding pleasure matched the searing pain in my rump mixed with with the strong pressure in my gut. My belly felt wet, my ass full, and my mind drunk and woozy. The fire in my rump settled to a soft and strangely pleasant thrumming, which I soon realized was her shaft pulsing from what I assumed was her heartbeat until I figured out that she was still filling me with cum. The whole situation was strange to me, but for the moment I was enjoying it. I felt her weight pressing down on me, her warm wet tongue lapping at my neck while she simultaneously gave gentle love bites on my shoulders. I gave a soft sigh of satisfaction. This was new but I enjoyed it nonetheless. Her soft paws gently rubbed my chest, her tail thumping gently behind her as she rolled us onto our side. Her length jostled inside me, making me flinch a little. I certainly never thought I'd lose my anal virginity like this. Feeling her heart at my back and her throbbing length in my ass was enough to lull me into a contented daze. On top of that, she was like a big cuddly pillow with how soft her fur was. I must have started snoring, since I was woken by her shaking my shoulder while giggling. "I'm out now, sweetie." she said. I raised an eyebrow and looked to her, then down to my rump. Indeed, she was out. I could now gape in horror at just how huge she really was. It was well over a foot in length and the girth would put a horse to shame. "Damn, how did you get that in me?" I muttered, which made her giggle and blush with pride. I marveled at the shape, size, and color. It was oddly beautiful, this penis that belonged to my secretly hermaphroditic werewolf wife. I couldn't help turning to her and kissing her passionately. Again I felt that flat rough tongue. I murmured softly as we kissed for a long time, our bodies merely sharing our combined warmth. Paws and hands roaming, we groped each other in teasing touches. She smiled to me, wagging her tail. "You know, I'm probably going to be bearing your puppies." I stopped cold. Was she serious? I let the thought go for now and merely kissed her cheek, the strangeness of her comment a little more than I could handle for now. As we fell asleep, the night passed and morning came. I yawned and got up from the couch we fell asleep on, surprised that's where it all had happened. Smiling to myself, I looked to Tessa to see her "human" again. I was slightly disappointed, yet relieved at the same time. Brushing some stray hairs from her cheek, I leaned in close and kissed her on the lips. She grumbled softly, her eyes fluttering open with a soft groan. She blushed, probably from realizing that her secret was, in fact, now out. "So..." she started, though obviously not knowing where to go from there. "Sweetie?" I asked. "Hm?" I heard from her. I smiled, leaned in close, and whispered in her ear "Next time you have a surprise, maybe you could spring it on my birthday?" Shocked, she looked at me. At first she seemed horrified, but quickly softened into a loving and knowing smile. "You pervert!" she said, boffing me soundly on the shoulder with a pillow. We giggled, had a quickie, ate breakfast, and continued our happy marriage(with some new benefits I might add.) Fin(?)