We completed our frantic morning fuck session quickly; it wasn't tender lovemaking, it was a rut, albeit one where we were stuck in our human forms. I knew I could have easily had her on all fours instead, but honestly, I wasn't concerned. There was another full moon tonight and tomorrow anyway. I was just eager to stake my claim on her again.
We finished and laid together in a satisfied afterglow for a few minutes before Melissa asked with a slightly vulnerable tone, “So..our pack could use a male..would you maybe like to be our resident male?”
“I'm a little surprised you guys don't already have one,” I replied.
Melissa shook her head. “Male werewolves are rare, for whatever reason.” I suspected that reason was because I had a particular thing for female werewolves, so the universe just made that a sort of default setting. “And we've all been craving someone who can fill us up, when that need arises.”
“I thought you said Meg and Jenny were lesbians,” I said. “I wouldn't think that dick is a big deal for them.”
Melissa smiled. “It's just as much a utilitarian thing as a hard biological coding,” she told me. “When you're a big girl, you get used to not having your crush reciprocate your feelings, or being told that you're not pretty enough to get the guy you want. They're bisexual, but it's just as much a convenience and fun thing as it is a desire for pussy. Neither one of them is a total lesbian...which I suppose applies to me too, over the past few months.”
“So do they turn when they get doggie styled?”
She shook her head. “Nope. Like I said, that secondary turning condition is a psychological hook, as best as I can figure. Jenny was eating my pussy when she changed, so that's hers. Any time she eats pussy, she transforms. Meg was getting her pussy eaten when she changed. So any time someone goes down on her, she changes. And then there's Kris.”
“Kris?” I asked, confused. She hadn't been mentioned before. “You guys have ANOTHER pack member?”
Melissa nodded. “Yup. Kris is one of those 'toy party' girls..you know, the women that do bachelorette parties and stuff, selling sex toys?”
“Seriously?” I replied. Good lord, I was a real pervert, I realized, and apparently so did the universe.
Melissa laughed. “Yep. We'd been talking about getting some toys anyway, and Kris had been friends with them for awhile..so she brought her kit and catalogue over one night and we had some drinks. What she and I didn't know is that this was something Meg and Jenny had planned out, and so they'd made sure to get their juices flowing and put a little bit into every drink they made that night. After a few drinks and a couple hours, Kris is showing us how good one of her vibrators is with a personal demonstration because of how horny she is.”
“Oh wow. Seriously?” I asked.
Melissa grinned, pointedly staring at my hard dick. “Mmmhmm..” She inched closer, then lowered her head and gave it a long lick, causing a growl to erupt from my throat. My muscles tensed and knuckles popped. I shuddered hard, feeling the beast inside me stirring again. “I had a feeling this would be your trigger,” she said with a laugh, before pulling away. The change paused, but that's all it was-a pause. I wanted her mouth on me so that I could be free again. I relished the thought of the change without the moon.
“So anyway,” Melissa said with a playful grin, sitting back up straight, “Out of nowhere, Jenny goes down on Meg to make her change, and Kris can't stop herself because of how close to orgasm she was. I was burning hot and horny too, so I started to fuck Kris with the vibrator, and I made sure to keep her attention on the girls. She was completely entranced by the change. About a week later, when the moon was full, we made sure to have her over again, and we brought her into the pack.”
“So what's her trigger?”
“You might think it's her masturbating, or sex...but for her, it's watching any werewolf change. Even movies. It sends her into a complete and total sexual frenzy. It makes her very accommodating for us when we're in the mood.”
“Let's go meet them,” I said with a smile. “I think we're going to have a fun morning.”
Michelle smiled widely in response. “Not wasting any time in claiming us all as yours, are ya?”
“Nope,” I replied. I pulled my pants on but didn't bother with my boxers. “The sooner you're all claimed, the sooner we can start to change the rest of the world.”
Michelle reached for her panties, holding them up. “Do I even need to bother with these?” she said, giving a teasing chuckle.
“I think you know the answer to that,” I replied with a dark grin.
“I do,” she replied, going to her closet and grabbing a white sundress. “I just thought I'd make sure.” She pulled it on quickly, avoiding a bra as well. I could see her darker areolas clearly, and her hard nipples poking at the fabric. She was technically clothed, but in even a little bit of sunlight, the dress was see through.
She bent over to pick up her purse, and the dress rode up slightly, giving me a clear view of her pussy. I let out a growl as my instincts began to demand that I fuck her right then and there. She glanced over her shoulder at me as she stood up, adjusting the dress a bit to give the barest hint of modesty.
“Keep that in check, big boy,” she said, glancing pointedly down at my bulge, “Or we're never going to get over to their apartment.”