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The sun is slowly setting, ending the day as night would soon reign. Albert took one last scenic glance at the dusk sky before returning to the marked tree tying the handles of the plastic bag as tightly as he could without breaking it, securing his clothes from any possible rainfall or random nosy animal or bugs. Circling his familiar tree he stuffed the bag in the bushes next to it, easily hiding it within the small alcove shape created after prolong use.

A small tingling sensation began to travel down Albert's spine, a growing heat beginning to boil within his body. The time was quickly approaching; his mind was already becoming muddled with primal thoughts, urges and desires stemmed from the beast inside plaguing him. The only relief he could find was the fact that he was far away from civilization; that no one ever came up this far; that he wouldn't run the chance of possibility killing someone. Not that the beast had shown any devilish desires or persuaded him to look upon humans as a meal, Albert just didn't want to chance it.

The last glimmer of the sun faded behind the mountains of the woodland valley. Soon the moon would be up, and soon Albert would no longer be human.

His ears tugged violently, but not because the changes were starting; not this early. It was the sound of twigs snapping that caught his ears attention, detecting rustling not too far away from his personal spot in the woods. Albert sniffed curiously; the animals sense of smell, along with his other senses which had maturely heightened even when human, picked up a faint musk a few yards away. It was female too.

Oh shit Albert dreadfully thought.

Running the other direction was the first action that prompted him. If it was some unexpected camper taking a unnecessary hike through these woods there were high chances that person would become the first thing Albert ate tonight. A second thought occurred to him as his nostrils flared and inhaled the new scent deeply, a thought of checking out who was intruding his sanctuary. Strangely, notions of hunger and bloodlust weren't what incorporated with this decision. Whoever this girl was walking into his territory her scent elicited a different thrill; sexual conquest. She smelled nice; very sweet...but very earthly like the wild. Albert tried to rid himself of this idea and take flight away as far as he could, but his body rebelled; the animal beginning to take charge as he dazedly ventured towards the noise and the luscious scent.

When he came to a small clearing that ran like a nearly man-made trail horizontally between the fields of trees Albert found no one. Sniffing frantically he proved he wasn't alone. Rustling sounded again, teeth clenching in fierce dominance as a low growl sounded through them, hands having been covering his manhood in modestly pulled out in front in an alert and menacing posture. The animal was surfacing; whoever was out there would soon have to deal with a ravenous monster.

Strangely, a second pair of growling sounded across the grassy trail, causing quite the confusion for Albert as he regained some control. It continued as he stood frozen, scanning the other side of the woods for signs of the noise-maker.

"Hello?" Albert cried out, a grimace flushing his face as he realized how bad of a mistake trying to communicate with the trespasser at a time like this would be. If that girl was out there she would follow the sound to investigate. Whether she would find him, naked and embarrassed or transformed into the wolf like monster of horror movies and stories alike, would be determined in time.

The growling stopped, replaced by raspy breathing and a soft whimper. "Who's out there?" someone cried; a female voice. Was it the woman he smelled earlier?

Albert was stunned, but he had no time to figure out all the details. He had to convince this lost hiker to turn back and fast. "Look; whoever you are, this isn't really a safe place to be right now. You need to go back the way you came and fast...please."

Silence for a moment, anxiety growing worse as the wolf inside Albert grew restless, beginning to feel his muscle and bones turn sore; pressure building up.

"I can't," the woman responded, Albert catching a glimpse of her face and golden blonde hair peeking from behind a tree before she retreated hastily. "But you're right; it's not safe out here. I think you should go first."

Albert's confusion increased. "Me? I...I was here first. You should go...I mean; you have to go. Trust me; there's going to be something coming out of these woods and you don't want to be around when it does."

"How do you know that?" the mysterious blonde girl hiding behind her tree asked.

Albert growled; humanly, in frustration and astonishment, realizing it was going to take more than simple words to scare her off. But before he could think of anything his nose returned to the attraction of the mystery girl's scent, reminded at how arousing it made the beast inside him.

The wild earthly scent.

"You're naked?" the auguring woman softly spoke, snapping Albert of his dreamy daze, realizing the blonde girl's head stuck out fully observing him. His hands immediately went back to covering himself, though it didn't help the fact his loins had become quite stirred and became hard to contain an erection forming. Albert stuttered, unable to get a word out. His voice left him completely as the blonde woman timidly stepped away from her hiding tree, shocked to find that she too was naked.

"So are you," Albert finally said, unable to think of a better line.

The young and seemingly voluptuous blonde girl took a few more steps forward, arms crossed to cover her breast; lowering her head in an attempt to hide her blushing cheeks. Her nose came alive as she began to sniff the air, attracted by a similar scent that made Albert restless. Consciously Albert joined her, eventually the two of them circling each other until their noses brushed against the back of their skins. Backing away simultaneously, and sheepishly, the two looked at each other, both unable to keep their tongues from lolling into a pant as their eyes examined further in great intrigue.

"You're a werewolf," the two answered, both once again surprised at each other's synchronized responses. It was a bit unbelievable for Albert to be found in such a situation that seemed impossible, but the woman's scent and her animal behavior didn't lie. He was standing with the first werewolf he had come across since he was cursed. To him, it was also somewhat nice that it would be a female, and very attractive.

"I didn't think I'd ever meet anyone else like me out here," Albert said, his expression both of awe and fright.

"I knew," the mysterious woman replied, her head lowered and turned to the side solemnly, yet she forced a smile. "At least I always thought so. After all, a werewolf had to curse us, right? I just didn't think I meet someone else this soon."

"This soon," Albert questioned. "How long has it been since...you know?"

"Three months. I wasn't fully aware of it until last month. It's not really normal to wake up in a public park with cat fur and blood covered over your mouth."

Albert chuckled weakly, unsure if that was the best time for humor. "Sorry. I guess I was lucky to catch on to it before my first. I just kept having the same urge to come back out here, and I finally gave in on the first full moon a month after I got bit. Who knows what would have happened if I stayed home that night."

"Yeah," the blonde girl giggled, her breathing as well as Albert's growing raspier and heavier.

"What made you decide to come out here?" Albert asked.

"My parent's always took me out here camping as a child. We have our own cabin down the valley. Guess it was time to put it to good use again since no one uses it anymore. Where did you come from?"

"Opposite this way. This place was where I got bit, and it's where I changed the first time. Guess it is just as a symbolic meaning to me now; other than it being the safest place to let the wolf inside have its fun without hurting anyone. No one ever tends to come out here at night...well, except for us, I guess."

The blonde girl laughed heartily, covering her mouth to muffle her voice.

Night now ruled the world; the light of the full moon rising from the mountains and basking the woods.

"I'm...Albert...by the way," Albert greeted, suddenly overwhelmed with a familiar and primal flood of energy coursing his blood.

"I'm...I'm...H...H..." The nameless girl couldn't finish her greeting, her voice strained with heaving breathing. Her arms broke away from her breast, gripping her stomach instead as she let out a deep groan, the tone of voice shifting into something inhuman. Albert soon followed, gasping and grunting as he eventually dropped to his knees, elbows tucked but hands out stretched with his fingers clenched. Both bodies colored red, resonating tremendous heat common to the beginning of their transformations. The two collapsed side by side onto their hands and knees, bodies pointing in opposite direction as they contorted and spasmed violently.

Albert's head cocked back high; a wolfish howl bellowing from his throat, a bone chilling sound that would make the flesh of any person crawl.

Claws tore away his fingernails and dug into the grassy earth, feeling the need to rip into anything it could with the raw and deadly power it possessed. His mouth agape and shouting in pain exposed lengthening fangs, the same need to kill and feed pulsing through his shifting carnivorous teeth. The familiar tugging of his ears returned and pulled tightly at the tips, growing out into lupine shapes above his head. His spine twisted and protruded down his back, feeling his shoulder blades fold slightly inward into his chest to match the changing posture he would soon have. The same discomforting sensation developed at the base of his spine feeling growth sprouting above his rear; the start of his tail.

Snarling wildly as the wolf's primal urges and instincts began to take over Albert turned his head back to the blonde girl, thrashing about where she rested as the same changes came about her. The earlier animal arousal surfaced once more admiring the rear view of his fellow shewolf; admiring the animalistic changes that were making her even more striking to his feral amber eyes and the increasingly strong scent that came off her. The nameless shewolf brought her attention to Albert, snarling with fangs bared in primal aggression yet her eyes hinted at her own instinctive yearnings. Barking she began to crawl away heading back into her side of the woods, limbs languish from the current strain of her transformation. Albert began to follow, both angered and excited at the sluggish attempt to escape their baser desires.

Or perhaps it was the fact that; as the girl looked back, her snarling face was replaced with restless panting, her eyes once more hinting, if not inviting carnal pleasure.

Following the nameless shewolf frantically Albert watched her climb to her feet, elongating as she stood onto animal like hindpaws, rolling herself onto her back. Her eyes fixated on Albert as one hand massaged the top of her breast while the other caressing the front of her thighs and belly; her hands becoming misshapen into the form of wolf paws. Albert's animal posture bettered itself as his own hands and feet underwent the same paw-like changes, standing erect on all fours as he joined the nameless shewolf against the tree, sniffing voraciously between her legs.

Her forepaws brushed Albert's hair as she let him stuck his nose against her sex. Sexual appetites became unbearable to resist as his lengthening tongue lapped his companion's furry vulva, tasting the juices that were beginning to seep through from her own arousal. Her sex fumigated his nose with pheromones, agitating the longing to its threshold. Climbing the tree himself until he stood face to face with the changing and horny shewolf their eyes; golden hues glowing intensely, tethered each other. It was clear these two wouldn't be separated tonight; not with their aroused state of attraction towards being this close to fellow wolves.

Light playfully licks exchanged between the two wolves first, followed by futile attempts to lock lips as passionate human lovers. As strong as the infatuation between them made their newborn and sudden love blossom, their instincts strived for only one source of pleasure tonight. Switching to wild nuzzling and fierce love biting, Albert shunned his coyness and slipped inside the shewolf, growling in satisfaction. His fulfillment grew seeing his mate cock her head back and howl softly in pleasure, feeling her forepaws grope his rear and help him thrust deeper into her sex.

As they mated their changes continued without falter. Fur spread across their bodies, the two yelping in elation by the sensation of their growing fur brushing against each other; adding potency to their earthly animal scents. Their muscles expanded to add their animalistic shape and posture, mass and size increased a bit as well to accommodate. Albert's manhood throbbed and ache from the changes as well, feeling his rod becoming more like a wolf. In turn, the bulbous flesh of his loins soon became engorged; with the tightening of the shewolf's own sex they were soon knotted, unable to remove themselves until after their copulation. Considering the wild intimacy and hunger for lust between them being trapped seemed no more of a horror than it was bliss.

Their balance against the clawed up tree (thanks to Albert's frantic grasping) soon shifted, furry bodies rolling onto the grassy earth. Their lustful fondling never wavering, Albert pinned his anonymous mate ferociously, fangs biting hard yet tender upon her shoulder as he posture corrected; hips humping madly. The blonde shewolf let out a sharp yelp, human blackening lips stretched widely into a smile. Albert's lupine eyes darting back and forth at her face, seeing the wild exhilaration upon her face filled him with an animal pride, heightening further the sensation of his orgasm fast approaching.

Unexpectedly, Albert was shoved; feeling the shewolf's forepaws pushing him over onto his back. Tied by their knot she rolled with him, lying upon his lap. Albert snarled in frustration, confused by his mate's sudden behavior only to be quelled immediately by affectionate licks and nuzzling, the blonde shewolf showing her continued infatuation. Forepaws stuck out above his barreling chest like a real wolf; Albert gazed upon the shewolf's face, watching thrillingly as her yellow fur encroached what reminded of her human face, blackened leathery snout and protruding upper lip and chin revealing the coming growth of her lupine muzzle. The same sensation burned and ached over him, though his wolfish mentality favored the changes, sensually ecstatic by becoming whole as much as his mating with the shewolf.

"My woods," the blonde shewolf said, fanged smile beaming off the full moon's light hovering above them quickly. "My territory...my fun..."

Audible words vanished behind the storm of dominate animal growls and snarls, the shewolf snapping at air as her face began to push forward with sickly cracks and stretches of her bone and flesh. A trilling snarl followed Albert's voice, feeling his own face grow his fiendish lupine muzzle. What little pain felt by the seemingly agonizing change was blocked as the shewolf resumed her need for stimulation, rocking rapidly and steadily against Albert's lap. His instincts demanded he take back control; become the dominate partner, but the intense feeling of the climax reaching its end kept him limp and docile where he laid, panting heavier and louder in bliss. His eyes shut half closed as he stared up at the moon, lost in its trance while his orgasm reached, hearing the shewolf yelp louder and louder in short succession as his quivering rod released the buildup of his burning seed in similar fashion, achieving each other's mutual instinctive goals of sexual gratification.

The blonde shewolf and Albert, no longer human but the monstrous creatures of lore, continued panting in both euphoric pleasure and exhaustion. The shewolf lowered herself upon Albert's chest, forepaws riding his shoulders as her lupine head nuzzled jubilantly under his maw. Albert's own paws embraced her back sides, keeping their coiled legs tightened as they remained stationed for several minutes, content with cuddling. Only until the knot between their sexes began to loosen; feeling the strain of his loins ebbing, did Albert forcible roll the blonde shewolf onto her back again, snarling delightful in his act to further his sexual conquest.

The shewolf grinned, growling back as she nipped his snout, licking it afterwards; inviting him to proceed. Thrilled by her acceptance Albert began to thrust deeply into the shewolf once more, rekindling his erection and eventually working his way back to knotting, locking their furry sweltering bodies in place. Fangs bit and tongues licked as they mated once more, howling triumphantly in their fated union.

* * *

When morning came Albert was immediately soothed by the realization that no life had be taken last night, tasting no blood but the shewolf's upon his lips. Despite remembering everything he had done as a werewolf; recalling the entire night of passionate and wild sex between him and the shewolf he had just met, and how wonderful it had been, brief embarrassment expressed his concerns as he found himself awaken beside the same shewolf, his sleeping loins grinding behind her moist sex. He contemplated making a escape and hoping to not have to deal with explaining what the hell came over him after he changed but found it unsettling to just leave her after all that; it was un-gentlemen like.

The soft moaning of the blonde shewolf froze Albert where he laid; awaiting a scolding or beating any minute as her head looked over her shoulders, beginning to roll onto her side. Today was apparently his lucky day as the expression on the blonde shewolf's face was a sign of blissful glee.

"Good morning," the anonymous girl; the two of them having returned to their human states earlier in their sleep, greeted rubbing the tip of her nose against Albert affectionately. "Did you sleep well?"

Albert was speechless, completely in disbelief of everything that was transpiring. Not only was he wasn't alone in his monthly curse but the nameless girl appeared content with their coupling all night last night. Startling enough, she began to pin Albert onto his back, riding up onto his lap as like last night, teasing his loins as she rubbed her rear playfully. Pheromones basking off her body signaled she was ready to fool around again.

Albert was the luckiest werewolf in the world.

"Better than I ever had in my life," Albert gasped, idle hands reaching around the female's lower back, instigating their longing further. "Not to sound rude, but is this how you always treat other wolves?"

"Not usually," She giggled, leaning down as her lips suckled Albert's, tenderly kissing. She gave a small animal lick across his nose as she pulled away slightly. "I guess my inner wolf was overly excited to meet a male I didn't have to worry about killing."

They resumed kissing, feeling the human shewolf wiggle her rump against his hips forcing a voluntary erection. Feeling each other's sexes grinding the two moaned, heads flung back as an urge to growl wildly came over them, suddenly feeling their inner wolves surfacing. Sensations of their nightly transformation surged, Albert startled to find his claws unsheathing once more; his fangs lengthening and his ears growing into animal points. The tickle of light fur sprouted over parts of his body, thicker over his chest and shoulders and over the skin of his neck and cheeks. He could feel his tail poking behind slithering between his legs for freedom.

As the changes subsided Albert was stunned yet cheerful at his partial transformation, never before has the longing to become a wolf again so overwhelming. The fear of turning into a monster and possibly going on a killer spree became distant in his animal instinctive mind, caring nothing but the need to satisfy the growing lust between him and the shewolf.

And; apparently, the hunger for food growling in his stomach.

The blonde woman; having undergone her partial changes back into her shewolf form as well, smiled amusingly as her clawed hands caressed Albert's hairy chest. "Guess we were so busy mating we forgot to feed. I smell food close by. Don't worry, not human. Can't wait to hunt. Mate afterwards."

The slurring of the shewolf's speech ended with nothing but animal whines and growls. Despite what she said the shewolf continued to taunt Albert's loins, pushing him to take dominance and enter her. Albert was ready to oblige, snarling frustratingly as the shewolf leapt off him swiftly, walking on all fours. Joining her in similar posture their transformation progressed, changing more rapidly and fluently than before as their bodies soon resembled their monstrous lupine selves like last night. Only their faces remain human, as little as it was, seeing the shewolf turn back with a fanged smile.

"Heidi," the shewolf barked. "I'm...Hei...di..." She finished saying her name just as her muzzle pushed out like Albert's, howling in their excitement of finding each other and racing off to find their prey. Albert's tongue lolled, his muzzle stretched to produce a human like smile; following the shewolf through her woods as they hunted.

The taste of the shewolf's blood stayed on his animal lips, enticing incredible longing to finish their hunt and feed so they could mate vigorously once more.