Transformation Under the Full Moon
Added 2024-11-04 03:49:19 +0000 UTCPanting heavily, Amanda bounds through the moonlit field, her wolf-cock throbbing between her legs. She clutches it, the rough fur of her hand scraping against the engorged flesh. Her human mind is fading, replaced by the primal urges of the beast within.)
"Yessss," she snarls, a guttural sound ripping from her throat. "The change...it's taking me. The heat...the power...it's all mine. Mine!"
She stumbles, the transformation almost complete. Her clothes, already torn, offer little resistance to the shifting bones and growing muscle. Her breasts, slick with a mixture of sweat and arousal, heave with each ragged breath.
"This cock...it's so hard. So sensitive. Every brush of the fur, every sway against my thigh...it's driving me mad."
She stops, dropping to her knees in the tall grass, the full moon bathing her transformed body in its ethereal light. Her human hand is gone, replaced by a clawed paw that instinctively strokes her burgeoning erection.
"The moon...it calls to me. It fuels this fire in my loins. This animalistic need...to touch myself...to feel the pleasure building...it's overwhelming."
She groans, her muzzle pointed towards the sky, her teeth bared in a mixture of ecstasy and feral hunger. She pumps her wolf-cock rhythmically, the slick, pre-cum glistening in the moonlight.
"I'm no longer Amanda...I'm the beast. And this pleasure...this release...it belongs to me." She quickens her pace, lost in the throes of her self-induced frenzy. The night air fills with the sounds of her ragged breathing and guttural growls. The climax is building, a wave of pure, animalistic bliss about to crash over her.
"Yes...yessss...give it to me, moon! Fill me with your power...your lust...your seed!"
