Paybacks Aren't Always Hell...
Paybacks Aren't Always Hell... by Nightcatcher Blackwolf The wolf paused, scenting the air, catching the wisps of perfume that hung there enticing him forwards. His lycanthropic senses told him the object of his desires wasn't in at the moment, and yet the scent of her perfume mixed with the odors of her body clung to the air like a lover... which was, of course, the whole point for this little visit... His mind wandered back to their first "meeting". It had been on IRC, that wonderful form of communication that made the cyber world go 'round. Back then, he'd been human... And a sorry state THAT was... He'd met someone who was just as hot as he was to leave humanity... and hot as he was to do other things, too, and none of them very subtle. Heyas, wolf-boy. Hey. Whassup? Not much, just sitting around, horny as hell, you? Pretty much the same. Why the hell aren't you here? If I could, I would... I could use a good night of animalistic fucking. Yeah, well, you probably can, and just won't. Yeah, right. Didn't that orgasmic .wav prove otherwise? Good point. The past two years had been filled with this sort of idle talk and teasing.... and Will had had enough of it. A month before he arrived outside Stefanie's home, a new kid had arrived at his school. After becoming fast friends, Will had found a secret... his new friend had a handle on the lycanthropy he'd been looking for for years. Will took full advantage of his friend's offer to "hook him up", and shortly after became the recipient of the shifting powers. Of course, when he'd told her over the IRC network they used, she hadn't quite believed him... I did it! I found 'em! Found who? THEM! The werewolves! You're kidding. No, I'm not kidding, and I've the fur to prove it! Attached, no less! Hon, are you ok? What does THAT mean? I'm GREAT! Look, fantasizing about werewolves is just fine. I mean, I have my own fetishes... but it's kind of hard to be something that doesn't exist. They DO exist! I mean, really, how can I have a tail and it not exist? There is a thing called "self-delusion"... *** Log closed, 1:32 AM 10/25/98 *** He had closed the window in pain and anger then, ignoring her further tries at contacting him. So it doesn't exist, huh? Well, we'll see... And so he put his new powers to the test, and began making his way towards her house. Now Will stood there, smelling the scent she'd left behind on her way out, and grinned. Wolf-boy I may be, and virgin in the bargain... but you teased me this long... you pay up. He loped towards her front door, inhaling deeply in the residual cloud of perfume. His shift, now practiced extensively, took merely the blink of an eye to enact, and he stood fully clothed on her porch. He rattled the door handle... Dammit. Looks like I'll have to take the other entrance. Will walked around the side of the house to a window and pushed it open, casting a glance around to make sure no one was watching, then slipped inside, pulling it shut behind him... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stefanie turned the car key and pulled it from the ignition, then leaned forward and rested her head and arms on the steering wheel. It had been another worthless day, starting with her usual meaningless job and ending with a completely boring date with some guy who not only didn't attract her, but whose name wouldn't even stay in her memory. Better than nothing, I suppose. She opened the door and climbed out, the red dress and perfume that clung to her feeling stale and wasted as she picked up the rose her "boyfriend" had forgotten to pick up beforehand and done afterwards. Next boyfriend I have that forgets everything, I'll cut off his testosterone supply for a month. She grabbed her purse and slung it over her shoulder, ignoring the glimpse of her own rather grim face in the side-view mirror as she slammed the door, and headed inside. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh, SHIT! Will heard the car drive up, and froze. Gotta hide, and fast... He bolted for her bedroom. God, this is gonna be cliché, the monster under the bed... Down he went, laughing at himself for the absurdity of the thought as he scooted carefully sideways. A monster with a great deal of teeth, fur that exceeds his teeth, and horniness that exceeds his fur... He had to fight to stop laughing as he heard the key grind in the lock. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The door swung open, then swung closed as Stefanie slammed it with the same strength she'd used on the car door. The rose flew directly into the trash can, her keys into her purse, and her purse onto the coat rack. She bypassed her usual snack, deciding that after that dinner, even if she was hungry, she really shouldn't be, and therefore wasn't. Having thus fooled her digestive tract, she went into her room, and began to strip in preparation for a shower, to try to wash off the feeling of her boyfriend's hands on her shoulders. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Will had to bite his tongue to keep from moaning. The limited space underneath the bed was almost too constricting for the hardon he was getting, watching her undress right before him as if in a one person movie for his benefit. He figured he'd best handle that while she showered... just, of course, to make sure she didn't notice the slight elevation in that area. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Unaware of the close study being made of her, Stefanie discarded her clothes quickly. She lived in a one-person house, and it was habit with her not to bother closing the door while she showered... which, of course, afforded Will with a perfect view. She turned the water on and rinsed off, wetting the soap in her hands before running it along her breasts and butt while Will did the same thing to himself, sans soap, and only in one place. When she stretched to reach the shampoo on the upper shelf of the shower stand, it was too much for Will. He sprayed wet sperm all over the bottom of her bed, and lay panting, watching as she continued her shower and finally finished it, stepping out and drying off. Stefanie walked over to her bed, looking exhausted as it was. It was almost... ALMOST... enough to make Will decide to leave her alone for tonight... but then he thought back to the teasing whenever he was tired enough to get off-line, and decided that she deserved paybacks for that too. While she was busying herself "getting ready for bed"... a concept that Will (nor any other male on the planet) didn't comprehend... Will reached over to the nightstand phone wire, pulled it to his teeth, and snipped it. There'll be no one to answer those screams tonight... He grinned wildly as he felt her finally plop down on her bed. Stefanie, too tired to read herself to sleep, reached over and flipped out the light. She rolled over once or twice, thinking quiet thoughts about how much she needed a decent boyfriend... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Will didn't need to wait long to hear the snores coming from up above. He edged out into the pale square of moonlight cast from her window... first quarter... not exactly the best night for werewolves, but 'twill do... He clambered to his feet, and took a moment just to look at Stefanie's silver-lit face, weary as it was. Time to wake up... but I think I'll do this a little more subtly than originally planned. He quietly went around to the other side of the bed and slowly pulled back the covers, slipping under them with her. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stefanie felt him slip into bed next to her, waking her from the light sleep she had sunk into. Oh, no, he followed me home... Then the hands on her shoulders, and the warm, flat chest pressing against her back. Ugh. Time to wake up, buddy, this isn't gonna happen. She inched away... and he inched too, closing the distance. Enough's enough. She turned over, quickly. "All right, Jimmy, get the fuck outa my bed." The dark laughter made her eyes open wide, as the answer came. "I'm not Jimmy." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The look Will's enhanced eyesight afforded him of her face expressed the "Oh, SHIT" concept far more clearly than any team of linguists could have. He watched as she reached backwards, turning on the light, and let her have a good look at him. "Hello, Stefanie. Long time, no howl." The expression on her face was worth every moment walking to get there. First the jaw drop, then the eyes pop, then the stuttering, then finally the accusatory "YOU! What the fuck are you doing here?" Then the repeat of the "OH SHIT" look.. "Glad to see I don't have to remind you of that. Now, as promised, a wild night of animalistic fucking." And with that, he launched from the bed, tackling her to the ground. She shrieked, grabbing out for support, and finding the telephone. He barely glanced at it as he positioned himself above her, laughing as she dialed numbers and held the handpiece to her mouth... and finding a dead line. "Oh, I'm not THAT stupid!" And he pulled her up, pushing his way right into her without pausing, and watching her shudder as she was "impaled" by his already quite aroused cock. He pulled all the way out, repositioned, and drove in again, laughing at the half scream, half moans tearing their way from her throat. "All these..." He slammed in again... "...years you..." and again... "...played with me..." and again and again, pulling her roughly into an embrace as he wildly fucked her, laughing as she dug her nails into his back. "NOW you get it BACK." He pounded away, lifting her and pushing her down on the bed, pulling out and spurting across her breasts and face as she screamed from all the pain and pleasure Will had managed to compress in about 2 minutes of forceful fucking. He took a moment after that to rest, watching her slowly come down from the peak he had driven her to... and then deciding it was time to go over it again... this time a bit differently. He re-approached the bed. "So I can't be what doesn't exist, eh?" And with that he shifted, his clothing falling to the floor as his form wavered, grew, and took on canine characteristics. "We'll see if you still think I don't exist soon..." He grabbed her, turning her struggling body over, and pulled her into the "doggie style" position. He clamped a hand over her mouth, whispering "Shut up... the neighbors might find you... tied to a wolf by his knot in your ass... wouldn't be a good position for you to be found in, now would it?" Her eyes bugged out as he wiggled, finding her asshole with his long, thick red dick. Finally finding it, he pushed slowly in, splitting her apart, muffling her scream with his hand. He waited a moment for her screaming to give way to still-muffled sobs before slowly pulling back out, then driving back in. Her eyes grew desperate as she felt the wider knot of flesh at the base of his dick press against her ass. He continued the very slow pulling and pushing, every thrust bringing the knot to push more insistently for entrance. He began gaining speed, finally fucking her wildly as she moaned with the sheer force of his cock all the way up her ass... and then the knot popped in. This was the first time Will had fooled around with anything like this in his canine form. The sensation, for him, was that of being squeezed into way too small of a space for a moment, then released. The sensation for Stefanie was that of someone blowing up a balloon inside her rear end. She screamed and he howled at the same moment, the new sensation bringing both of them to a climax at the same time, Will's longer dog cock shooting its load all the way into Stefanie, coating her intestines and unable to escape because of the huge knot blocking the way. Will collapsed onto Stefanie; Stefanie collapsed onto the bed. The bed didn't collapse, it was built for this, as Stefanie was no stranger to wild fucking. Even so, she was out of her depths with the werewolf... and knew it... and also knew she couldn't do a damn thing about it but wait it out and enjoy it. Which she was. A lot. So was Will. He, on the other hand, had his own problem he couldn't do anything about. He was stuck firmly within Stefanie. He pulled, trying to get out. The result was a moan from Stefanie, and a howl and another squirt of cum from him. After that, he decided to lay down and let it release on its own. It did, soon enough, about 15 minutes later. Will pulled out with a "shluck" sound, eliciting a sigh of relief from Stefanie. However, 15 minutes was enough time for Will to recover, and he was ready for another round, whether Steph was or not. She looked up, and saw him readying himself to fuck her, this time in her cunt. She whirled, getting her back end out of the way just in time. Will looked down at her. "Oh, so anxious to taste it, huh? Well, then, fine. Open wide." And he pressed his dick into her still panting mouth. There was nothing else she could do, and besides, she liked this situation well enough. She began sucking him off, to various sounds of pleasure making their ways out of his canine muzzle. It didn't take long for him to go off this time, the explosion of juice in her mouth pushing the knot out. She swallowed hurriedly, getting another mouthful, and sucked until she couldn't get anymore. Will half-shifted back to human, becoming the hybrid form most often associated with werewolves and laid back on the bed. "Had enough yet?" His response was her climbing on top of him, taking control of the situation before he could say anything about it. "Hell no." She lowered herself onto him, straddling the huge red tower of flesh and bringing herself down on it. Will yelped, as his cock, after all the fucking that had already gone on, was quite sensitive. Stefanie began quickly moving up and down as he absolutely howled, then brought herself down, fast, getting the knot in her as it began to expand, and effectively locking herself to him as his exhausted balls emptied the very last of themselves within her. "You wanted to get tied, fine. Now you're tied." She collapsed onto the bed next to him, pulling him onto his side. "You sure do know how to make a night, don't you?" "I try, temptress, I try..." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well... someone requested I write out my fantasies about her and myself... and here they are. I think it came out rather well... Definitely tied her in knots... Please direct all comments and questions to: [email protected]