Wednesday + Enid (Halloween Special)

Hi, here's a Halloween Special Wednesday story that I was asked to write. 

Here's chapter 1. 

Warning: Futanari ahead. 

Wednesday + Enid. By Camille Juteau.

Chapter 1

It was dark and it was late at night.

On that fateful night in the woods, the both of them thought they were going to die.

Enid had never been able to transform in her entire life, which had caused her to become a massive disappointment in her family. Thankfully for her, tonight, everything was going to change. When Enid finally transformed into her werewolf form, all hell broke loose. Nothing would ever be the same again.

The wolf saved Wednesday.

Wednesday was the only who ever accepted her for who she truly was.

She was her friend.

She was her only friend.

She was her best friend.

Enid never hoped for anything bad to happen to her.

After she had saved her, the two of them found themselves completely alone in the dark woods. Everything became silent again. It was finally quiet. However, there was something in the air that couldn’t be ignored and it was that powerful scent in the air. It was so strong, thick, and noticeable that Wednesday couldn’t do otherwise but to constantly think about it and nothing else.

Wednesday was enamored with the powerful stench of Enid’s werewolf form.

It was so strong that she nearly vomited at first, but she was thankfully able to grab a hold of herself at the last second. She did not vomit and instead she found herself resisting and slowly finding a new appreciation for the powerful stench that came out of Enid and surrounded her like the supreme aura it was.

Even in her werewolf form, Wednesday understood that the only thing that mattered to Enid was the fact that she managed to protect her. Nothing else truly mattered to her as her primal and wolf instinct knew that Wednesday didn’t deserve to die on that day.

“Enid?”

Enid was not able to reply to her best friend at that moment. If anything, she answered with a vast series of growls and snarls, she even howled at one point, but she did not speak any real word, at least, not right away.

When Enid transformed on that night, the two of them were separated from one another. Enid stood on that hill, and Wednesday was at the bottom of that hill.

They were a few feet apart from one another, yet, Wednesday couldn’t help but smell her putrid and strong werewolf odor. The logical thing for her would have been to step back and add more distance between her and Enid, yet, this was not something she did. She thought of doing that for a second, but the more she smelled her stench and the more she personally felt compelled to move closer to her instead, which was something that her or even the werewolf expected at all.

Wednesday took a step closer toward her…

Then, she took another step closer, and another one…

Soon, Wednesday found herself so close to her that she felt like she was inside of her mouth the odor was so much stronger.

“Enid. I know you’re in there. I know you can hear me,” Wednesday told her with a bit more confidence that she had two seconds when she first said her name.

“...” once again, the beast that had become Enid did not answer her, not the way Wednesday was hoping anyway.

“Enid. Thank you for saving. Thank you so much for protecting me, but now, we have to go. We can’t stay here.”

“...” still no answer from her.

So, I get it now, she’s just like a big dog. She’s nothing more than a pet. She probably doesn’t have any control over herself right now, so I can make her do anything I want…

It was at that moment that Wednesday began smirking.

“You know what? You’re my dog, now, Enid. So, it’s up to me to tell you what you should,” this was how it all started, this was all the verbal degradation started. It didn’t even take Wednesday two minutes to realize how good this felt to degrade and command her that way. Wednesday was clearly going to love this.

“...”

“It’s time to go! Now, follow me, doggie!” Wednesday called out to her.

The order had been given.

Wednesday spun around and walked forward, fully expecting Enid to follow her, except she didn’t.

The young woman with the jet-black hair stopped.

Why is she not following me?

She turned around and witnessed that she had not even bulged a little.

“What are you doing?”

“...” still no answer from werewolf Enid, except a few snarls and growls here and there…

“Do you know that you smell like shit? That’s right! You already smelled pretty bad before to begin with, but now your odor is less than desirable. No personal hygiene, at all, if you want me to be honest, wolfie. I should give you a bath. But first thing first: We have to get out of these woods. Come here. Follow me. Don’t make me repeat myself, little doggie,” during her pure and carefree degradations of her, it was made pretty obvious that Wednesday didn’t care about Enid and had no respect for her. Even if she just saved her life by transforming and protecting her. If anything, it felt like Wednesday had even less respect for her in her werewolf form than she did for her when she was still in her regular human form.

…

Wednesday was soon about to find out that there was a limit…

That limit was now…

It was only when  Wednesday finished calling her a little doggie that she personally realized that there was something wrong with her…

Enid was not amused.

“What are you doing not moving like this?” the goth girl asked her with the meanest tone in her voice.

Wednesday moved forward.

She approached the werewolf and was fully prepared to pull her by the tail until…

Woosh!

Enid finally had enough.

She snapped!

Enid grew completely exhausted of her and suddenly snatched Wednesday!

She grabbed her!

Wednesday never saw it coming.