The two wolf people for the first time gave themselves in to the uninhibited joy of their anthro-canine bodies. It felt good to roll around in the grass. It felt good to wrestle around, to playfully bite each other, to engage in short fierce chases. To play ecstatically, like the partly animal creatures they were.
And somewhere along the line, at a point neither one of them could quite put a paw on, "play" became "foreplay." Their touches became more and more openly sexual. Petra was beginning to take pleasure in the fact that she was the smaller and weaker (but still formidable!) of the two. She realized it was time to take her acceptance of her wonderful new body to the next level. Petra gently stroked Trace's erection. "I'm ready" she said. "Don't worry--they told me these bodies can't get pregnant."
As for Trace, the masculine sexual feelings flooding his being had long since overwhelmed any doubt. "On all fours" he whispered to Petra. "You mean?" "Like the animals that we are."
Both wolves howled as they joined.
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Petra woke up late the next morning. Damn, she thought, I am hungry!