"I don't want you to hold it back," Rachel said, crawling over to your tense body, kissing at your inner thigh
and sending shivers through you. "I want you to let it out." She pushed forward, burying her face between your
legs, licking eagerly at your already damp slit.
You moaned louder, arching your back in pleasure, staring up at the moon as her tongue pushed deeper into you.
The burning heat returned, followed by scorching waves of pleasure as your body began to stretch and warp. Fur
grew quickly from your mound, then all over your body.
Your moans grew more feral, becoming growls as you began to cum into the waiting mouth of Rachel, who licked
faster and faster as you shifted, sucking hard on your clit. Your hands grabbed the back of her head, and you
became a partner in the encounter now, pushing your aching mound harder to her mouth, forcing her to fuck you
with her tongue as you became more and more bestial.
Riding wave after wave of lusty pleasure, fueled by both the moonlight and her expert tongue, you came
explosively hard, letting out a loud howl that seemed to echo through the woods. She rolled away from you a
moment later, wiping her mouth and licking her fingers clean.
You stood for a moment, before dropping to a more comfortable all fours posture. You licked your muzzle,
staring at her, trying to separate the animal thoughts from your own. She was weak. She was prey. But she
could be more. You could bring her into your personal pack with a simple bite. You could just as easily kill
her..her flesh and blood would taste quite sweet, you could tell.
She stared at you, unafraid, smiling a lover's smile at you. "Cynthia," she said. "I know you can understand
me."
You let out a soft growl in response. It was nonthreatening, but also noncommittal. It was neither friendly
nor aggressive. You nodded as well, knowing that she wouldn't understand your growls..not unless you chose to
gift her.
Rachel peeled her top away, then slipped off her shorts. Her scent was strong. She wanted you. You could smell
her lust, and a lot of you liked it. You felt a new hunger, a lusty hunger. "Turn me.." she said softly.
She unhooked her bra, then slipped her panties off. Her scent was even more powerful now. You could see small
droplets on her clean-shaven mound. She was already quite wet for you and clearly eager. She smelled
wonderful.
Rachel took a couple steps closer, then reached down between her legs and rubbed herself gently. "Mmmhh.." she
whimpered. "Cyn..Cynthiaaahhh...turn me..fuck me..fucking turn me.." Her scent was almost overwhelming,
blasting your senses with an explosion of her sweet-scented lust.
So then...