“You see, Joe, we’re all werewolves,” Mrs. Gabrielli said as she walked closer to me. Her ears lengthened so that they stuck through her long, thick hair. They also moved closer to the top of her head.
Mrs. Flemington was still going hard on my mother. My mother ripped off her shirt and bra and was nude again. Tufts of hair appeared on her chest. “I know this…oh…is a shock for you, dear,” she said as she moaned. “But we decided we need an alpha and…oh…we want it to be you.”
I played along as if I wasn’t the architect of what transpired. “Something tells me I don’t have a choice, Mom,” I feebly protested.
My mother didn’t answer because Mrs. Flemington worked at her harder. Dark brown fur enveloped my mother’s body as I could see reddish colored fur growing on Mrs. Flemington. The sounds my mother made steadily grew less human and more animal-like in sound.
Mrs. Gabrielli finally answered my protest. “Oh, I promise you’ll enjoy this,” she said. She was directly in front of me. Black fur grew thick in several places on her body. What captured my attention were two extra sets of breasts that grew under her impressive original tits. I quickly glanced at the rest of the room and saw that the others had paired off: Mrs. Janson with Mrs. Wells, Mrs. Priven with Mrs. Sassoon and Mrs. Vranch with Mrs. Sheridan.
Without warning Mrs. Gabrielli grabbed me by the wrists and pinned me against the wall. Her hands had grown slightly larger and were topped by long claws. Her body was covered in midnight black fur. Her feet were also larger and finished with claws on her toes. The tops of her breasts, all six of them, were not covered in fur. I was able to see that the other woman all sported extra breasts as well. Mrs. Gabrielli licked me on the cheek. It sent shivers down my spine as it turned me on quite like nothing I had felt.
Mrs. Gabrielli sniffed the air with her dark, wolf-like nose. One wolf feature that all of the women lacked was a muzzle. I guess that wasn’t in my image, but I didn’t care.
She looked at my groin and could see my erection through my jeans. She smiled and growled, “Ooh, you are so ready for this.” Her voice was much deeper and had a bestial sound.
She tore my shirt down the middle and threw the tattered remnants to the floor. She then did the same thing to my jeans as she tore at the buckle and then roughly ripped them off my quivering body. I was turned on but I was also a little frightened. This was much rougher than what I expected. My fear only further fueled my adrenaline. I had always fantasized about Mrs. Gabrielli. Now she wanted me to fuck her.
She fell to the floor and got on all fours. “Give it to me, Joe,” she snarled. I heard the other wolf-women growl in approval. I got down behind her and as carefully as I could I inserted my very erect cock into her. I must have been too careful because she yelled, “Harder, Joe, harder!” I didn’t need to be told twice so I started to go harder and quicker. It did not take me long to enjoy fucking her. I was not satisfied with just being behind her either. I leaned onto her back slightly so that I was able to reach around to her gigantic breasts. I ran my hands up and down all of them. Mrs. Gabrielli growled approvingly.
Howls of ecstasy emanated from other parts of the room. It occurred to me that things might get a little loud so I wished that any noise that this orgy caused would not attract any attention. Mrs. Gabrielli’s long tail twitched wildly and she roared in sexual delight. I shot my load into her and she happily accepted it as she clenched tighter against my cock. I had never felt this fulfilled in my life. All thanks to the ring, I thought. I pulled out of Mrs. Gabrielli. I knelt on the floor with a weird smile on my face. I lifted my hand to look at the ring in appreciation. When I saw my hand, however, my eyes went wide and I gasped.