Her body is trembling madly as it reshapes, and she collapses against you as her tremors increase."Hrrrgghhooooo!
Hrrrgghhooo!" she growl-moans louder, slamming her dripping sex against your crotch faster and more firmly, placing her
hands on your shoulders, tearing your shirt off, licking at your nipples.
She rocks back, sitting more upright, tearing her top open, letting her milk-white breasts fall out. They're beautiful, you
realize, seeing them slowly and slightly shrivel as the red fur overgrows them and two more sets pop out of her torso.
She rocks forward again, and you feel her tail burst from her rear, and she growls at you again, "Hrrr...answer! You..like?"
---------------------------------------------------
Aroused and stunned, you stare blankly at the woman before you. Well, describing her as a woman was becoming less and
less valid with each passing moment. As seconds stretched into eternity, you watch almost in third person as the red fur
overtakes her milky white exterior reducing her C-Cup breasts slightly while adding several rows of others. Pointed wolven
spears rise out of her auburn hair and flex backwards as she continues to grind. Her furry arms and hands rub and violate
everywhere she can reach, you feel a leathery pad on your cheek pause then slide down your chest to fondle your cock and
balls. She briefly looks up in time for you to witness her face stretch into a fiery muzzle. As she grinds her lycanthropic body
against you, you scramble for a response to her question.
"Um, uh," *gasp* "Fuck no, woman bitch. Get off of me!" you yell as adamantly as possible. Her canine expression changes.
"Um...please?" A deep growl follows. You close your eyes.
Obviously, her response is not as positive as you had hoped as you're hurled over your seat. You seem to soar helplessly
through the air for an eternity until you hear an audible *CRACK!* followed by a sharp pain in your neck, then tingling all over
your body. You try to sit up but you are unable to move your limbs.
SHIT! You think, amazed that you've retained consciousness. I'M FUCKING PARALYZED!
You end up lying slumped against the seat of the chair behind your original seat. You avert you eyes upward as two amber
eyes gaze out of the semidarkness of the theater. You blink and your pupils refocus on the dripping clit now swiftly
approaching your face. In moments, all is dark as post-clitoral juices engulf all that is your current being. Closing your eyes
as all you feel is wetness but soon these senses are rapidly followed by the frantic sounds and movements of her cunt against
your face and the frantic panting and whining of the canine bitch above you combined with the XXX movie in the background.
Helpless and hopeless, you stick your tongue out to experimentally taste the liquid now coating your face only to be rewarded
with the sweetest sensation of your life. You linger on it for awhile before frantically licking and gulping down the she wolf's
liquids as if they were a fine wine. Her paws come to rest on your head. Before long, you notice each lick gathers more of the
intoxicating fluid. You feel more air on your face and open your eyes. A short blonde haired muzzle divides your sightlines
lapping away at a gingery bitch's cunt. You pull back, looking down at your paw-hands which now support your canine-esque
body. You're not paralyzed? The bitch lowers herself to your present level.
"Hrrrr...you like now?" she asks. "HOWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLESSSSSS!" you respond, knocking her into your lap and
manuevering a pointed red cock into her pulsating womb.
You two make out as you thrust your canine cock deep into her nether regions. She responds to each thrust just as hard or
even harder. After the tongue dance ends, she adeptly repositions herself to the positions doggies like best without much
discomfort to your rocket or knot. She wraps her auburn tail around your blonde-furred waist as your paws explore all of her
breasts in order, thrusting harder than ever and panting heavily. You feel yourself welling up and whine in anticipation. She
yips as you explode within her sending you both to the theater floor.
It is there where you finally become acquainted, "My name's Angela,"