Steve's newly-sprouted tail lifted as high as he could lift it,
groaning and growling deep in his chest as Tj plowed up his ass,
rutting hard, as the thick werewolf shaft pummeled its way deep inside
him, claiming him, and spurting precum in a continuous trickle that
kept him from feeling pain as it made room for itself, pushing and
rearranging his organs.
Larry wasn't content to just watch of course. He went and plugged his
thickening man-wolf cock into Steve's open maw, the bones warping and
shifting under his skin to form into a shorter, wider muzzle. Larry's
erect pride was now close to the size of Tj's, and his balls dropped
even lower and swelled with a fresh load of scalding hot cum, even as
they lifted back up tight against the underside of his maleness. He
grunted, and his hips thrust forward, muzzle-fucking the newly-remade
werewolf in front of him. He howled his pleasure as a quick, burning
orgasm ratcheted its way up his spine, and several copious spurts of
cum filled the throat of his bitch. He wanted nothing more than to
keep mating this tight, hot muzzle and keep cumming, to relieve the
pressure already mounting again in his balls.
Steve gasped and choked, the thick shaft opening and stretching his
throat without warning, only to swell and pulse even more, as semen
coated it and went surging straight down into his stomach. All the
while, he was locked in place by the two other werewolves' hands,
their cocks pistoning in and out of him. He felt the need for air, and
began to suckle harder, to try and appease the hard member gagging him
so it would withdraw and allow him to breathe. He didn't need to
worry, however, as the cock thrust a few more times with blinding
speed, and spewed load after load into his stomach. He felt a pressure
and slight cramping as his belly swelled with the volume of thick,
sticky cum being pumped into him. He was seeing lights popping in
front of his eyes before the flood slowed and stopped. Steve dropped
to his chest, his muzzle narrowly avoiding the ground under him, as he
collapsed forward, his hips held up only by his legs and the thick
maleness impaling him. He rested for a moment, before levering himself
back up on his hands and knees, putting himself into the Doggy-Style
position, as Tj thrust even harder, making him grunt with the effort.
Tj didn't think, he just FUCKED. His hips pistoned forward and back,
his heavy nutsack swinging violently in counterpoint to his movements,
smacking against the sack of the werewolf his erection was hilted in.
He felt himself begin to lose it, began to notice the tightness in his
sack as it drew itself up, bloated with hot seed, and ready to blow
what was probably the biggest load of his life into the eager bowels
of his bitch-wolf. He gripped harder, his hairy hands digging into the
flesh over the hipbones of his mate, and bottomed out in the hot tight
hole. Tj panted and then whined as he felt his nuts seize, and his
heart pound, as his shaft throbbed, shuddered, swelled again, and
Gushed. The torrent of spunk stretched the lower part of Steve's gut
to join the rest of the seed already deposited inside him by Larry. It
filled him so rapidly that Steve couldn't contain it all. It spurted
out around his worn-out pucker, painting Tj's belly, thighs, balls,
and his own taint, thighs and balls with thick, sticky, potent seed
that steamed in the open air. He grunted and howled out-this ass was
now his, and he'd never let another take its pleasures for themself.