Once Bitten (CLOSED)

[intriguess]

No matter how hard Mac tried, she just didn't want to cum inside Sharon's cunt. It seemed to be hard wired in her brain that this bitch however useful, was really just a useless piece of ass. The scent of blood added a dark edge to the scent, Sharon's body covered in cum, the sheets a complete mess. Mac finally withdrew her swollen black cock glistening with Sharon's pleasure. Mac rose up on her legs the obscenely large phallus dragging along Sharon's body.

Mac rubbed the swollen head along the slippery patch of skin between Sharon's breasts, and spurted, in what was the most massive explosion yet, as if every pent up micro ounce of cum had to be emptied just before the sun rose.

The pleasure of the release was marred by the pain that followed, as muscles and bones moved and reformed, joints shifting and popping. She felt as if every bone in her body was being broken and healed over the course of a few minutes. The hair was the first thing to go leaving Sharon to watch Mackenzie's body shift from black to creamy white as she turned back to normal. At least what had become normal. Mackenzie's lip was bleeding for a few moments as she had bitten herself to keep from screaming.

Sweat was dripping off her perfect body as she was crouched over Sharon's body. She took one look at Sharon and with a look of pleasure mixed with disgust asked, "Did I do this?" She moved off the bed and gently untied Sharon, sensing that bruises would soon be appearing. Her mind had gone hazy, the last thing she distinctly remembered was letting Sharon in and getting something to eat.

Her stomach growled, and she barked at Sharon, "Clean this up before you leave."

With that simple statement she headed, buck naked to her kitchen, opened the fridge, and opened the milk and drank straight from the jug until it was empty.

 

[Malvolio]

Sharon watched with fascination as Mackenzie transformed back to her human self. She stared admiringly at her perfect body, longing to massage her perfect breasts and run her fingers across Mac's incredibly shaped abs. As Mac untied her, Sharon reached up to touch her, but Mackenzie didn't seem to notice. She got off the bed, ordered Sharon to clean up and strode out of the room.

Sharon looked around, feeling dazed. She opened a closet and found an old bathrobe, which she put on. Sharon made her way to the kitchen and watched Mackenzie gulp down a carton of milk. She quietly moved up behind Mackenzie and reached her hands around, gently cupping Mac's breasts and leaning into her to rest her head upon her shoulder.

"Please Mackenzie, come lie with me for a bit. Please?"

 

[intriguess]

The stench of werewolf cum filled her nostrils as Sharon attempted to cozy up to her. Mac was equal parts repulsed and aroused. She crushed the empty milk jug, casually tossed it hearing it land in the recycling bin and turned to look at Sharon with pity and desire in her eyes.

"Throw the sheets in the laundry, and start a shower." Mac implied she would join Sharon then, but made no verbal indication of interest. Her body still ached for pleasure, her dark rock hard nipples yearned to be sucked, but for now her voice was a soft silken command of iron.

Her lips twisted into a self satisfied smile as Sharon's eyes dropped to the floor and she turned to do as she was told. While waiting to hear the shower running, Mac scrambled a few eggs, throwing in whatever cheeses were lurking in her fridge, some leftover ham, and the last of a bottle of salsa.

She calmly ate as she heard the washing machine start, finishing off her breakfast as the shower started and she knew the water would be cold as the washing machine hogged the hot water. She took her time even going to far as to rinse off her plate and drink a glass of water before heading to the bathroom.

She boldy entered the shower behind Sharon, her strong fingers ever so lightly touching the bitch and making her turn towards Mac. Mac had never thought of herself as tall, but right now she was several inches taller than Sharon, and she was glad the shower had rinsed off most of the cum, leaving only the scent of fucking behind.

 

[Malvolio]

When Mackenzie entered the shower, Sharon's heart leapt with excitement. She seemed taller somehow, her perfect breasts crushing against Sharon's face. Sharon leaned in and gently kissed Mackenzie's lips, tasting a bit of dried blood and egg. Her hands ran across Mac's powerful frame, squeezing at her firm ass and chiseled abs.

"Oh, Mackenzie," Sharon whispered. "I've longed for your soft touch, lover."

Lover. It seemed ok to Sharon now. Well, at least she hoped it was ok. But deep in her heart she knew she was not. Mark was Mac's true lover. Sharon was merely... a recepticle. To be used for Mac's savage lusts and then sent away until the next time.

Sharon embraced Mackenzie, longing to be cared for now after the night of beastial passions. As she held her, she sucked gently upon Mackenzie's large, swollen nipples, her tongue dancing in swirling motions.

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Mark awoke in the woods. It was daylight and he'd drifted off. There was no sign of Mac or Sharon and he made his way back to the car and headed home. He rang Mac's phone, but it went straight to voicemail.

As he entered their home, he heard the shower running. The smell of sex was everywhere. He noticed dirty plates in the sink and an empty salsa jar. Mackenzie's breakfast favorite.

He made his way to the bedroom and laid upon their bed. It was perfectly made. Mackenzie hadn't slept here. But what had happened last night? Had she changed? He sat on the bed, waiting for her to finish in the shower. As he waited, his eyes grew heavy and he slipped off to sleep once again.

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie tolerated Sharon, saying nothing, just allowing her to she wasn't sure, affirm her humanity or something. It was nice, Sharon seemed inherently submissive at this point and Mac didn't have to tell her to wash, she did it on her own, both of them in some state of lather or another. If it was anyone else but Sharon it might have been sweet and playful, but Mackenzie handled the mix of need and hate as Sharon feasted on her breasts, and Mackenzie gently washed her hair.

Time passed slowly and once they were both clean, and Sharon had driven her to several wet orgasms. Mackenzie had barely touched Sharon, and eventually stepped out of the shower. The bruises were begining to show on Sharon's body and it was all growing too difficult to look at. The five fine scratches that ran down both sides had scabbed over, but Mackenzie knew what she had done.

She looked at herself in the mirror, unsure of whether she looked at a villian or a hero. The way Sharon looked at her, well it made her feel high and sick. She grabbed a towel wrapping it around her body before Sharon could start kissing her again.

"Tonight, there is a beautiful pond not to far from the clearing." Mackenzie looked at Sharon's reflection in the mirror. "Rest up today and I'll see you there tonight." Her voice was flat, dull, devoid of all emotions. She felt used up, and she stepped out of the bathroom.

She walked to the laundry and flipped over the sheets, glad to hear Sharon leave. She turned the dryer on and her hands rested on the top, the vibrations reverberating through her body. Mackenzie let the tears fall, the sadness spilling out of her, it was tougher than cumming, yet felt so much better.

Emotions wracked her body, and she eventually sank to the floor, towel pooled underneath her.

 

[Malvolio]

Mark woke from his slumber to the sound of the dryer buzzing the end of its cycle. He sat up, recalling that the dryer wasn't running before. He made his way to the laundry and found Mackenzie curled up in a ball upon the floor, her eyes filled with tears.

Wordlessly, he embraced her, holding her tight. He gently lifted her trim body from the floor and carried her down the hall to their bedroom. They laid together upon the bed, holding one another close, him stroking her damp hair and softly kissing her forehead.

No words were spoken for an hour as they just laid together. Mark decided it best to let her do the talking when she was ready. Admittedly he wanted to demand an explanation for where she'd been and why she hadn't called him. Had she run off with another fuck buddy like their little friend from the restaurant? With Sharon? With another man?

However, Mark didn't vocalize these thoughts. He merely laid beside her and waited for her to speak.

 

[intriguess]

She thought of what she'd done to Sharon, and feared what she might do to Mark. Her own strength scared her, and it wasn't just when she was the wolf, even in her human form she could easily break a bone. It was surprising she had not hurt him yet, yet, yet, that one word haunted her thoughts as the tears fell. It was inevitable, and she was disgusted at hurting Sharon but the thought of hurting Mark, made her feel beyond miserable.

When Mark swept her up and took her to bed, she couldn't do much more than cry. He deserved so much better, and she was so horrible. She curled up with him, aching for his touch, even as she knew it was not the best thing for him. Eventually her body began responding sexually to his soft touches, she knew he didn't intend to turn her on, but during the full moon, everything turned her on. Her eyes were still wet with tears as she kissed him, pulling him along, making him as aroused as she was.

She made love to him as if for the last time, silent, sweet, and heart breaking. Finally she collapsed against him, her eyes finally dry as it seemed that all fluids had gone to work between her legs. She drifted off to sleep, her dreams filled with hazy recollections of biting Katherine, choking Sharon, and Mark touching her Wolvine cock.

She slept most of the day, waking up starving barely an hour before sunset. She slipped out of bed and stretched, feeling her spine crack and pop. Mackenzie shuddered at the sound, reminscent of the sound as she changed. "I'm sorry about last night, Sharon came over and the rest is hazy, but I came to with her tied to the guest bed."

 

[Malvolio]

Mark nodded slowly. He wanted to ask her if she changed, but knew this would sound suspicious. At the same time, if she didn't recall what had happened, how could she be expected to know whether she'd changed?

Mark looked at the clock. "We don't have much time before moonrise."

As they began moving around, Mark went to collect the video camera. Noticing the chip was almost full, he popped it into a reader and uploaded it to his computer. The video he saw shocked him. He watched as Mackenzie tied Sharon to the bed, underwent a very painful looking transformation and then fucked Sharon while she begged for more.

The sound of the video caught Mackenzie's attention. As she entered the room and caught a glimpse of the screen, Mark looked up at her, his eyes narrowing, but emotion clearly on his face.

"Do you remember this? You must have recorded it. It doesn't matter. We need to get going."

Mark picked up the camera and walked toward the front door. He was cold to Mackenzie now, his emotions getting the best of him.

 

[intriguess]

She slipped on a t-shirt and a pair of sweats, not bothering with underwear or footwear. She heard growls and followed the sound. She was startled to see the truth there in living color. She listened to him rattle off questions, not caring about the answers.

It hurt more than she let on and she was grateful that Sharon would be available tonight to slake her animal lusts. A slow anger burned inside her, as she sat silently in the car as they drove to the place where it had all started. If only she could end things so easily.

She left the confines of the car and shed her clothing, she strolled away from the car headed to the water. Mac could smell Sharon as she moved confidentally closer.

 

[Malvolio]

Mark followed Mackenzie out of the car and watched with fascination as she stripped away her clothing. Her nude body reflected the light of the sinking sun and Mark's cock stirred. He briefly thought about what sex would be like with her right before the change. Her pussy glistened with her juices, illustrating her arousal.

"Mackenzie," he called after her. When she turned, he approached and kissed her firmly on the lips and his hand rubbed her wet cunt.

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Sharon was sitting near the water, wearing only a loose robe. She was ready for the night's events, aching for more. Once again, she'd beg Mackenzie to bite her, to turn her. She'd spent the better part of the day, imagining what it would be like to be Mackenzie's wolf bitch.

She knew Mackenzie was here now and her heart raced with anticipation.

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie kissed him, deep and confident, confirming her passion for him and only him. However she could feel the tingling pain in her skin and bones. It was coming and she wished he could be there for her more than anything.

She gently removed his hands, her head going fuzzy, shaking her head, feeling the pain coming on. Her head pounded like a marching band practicing in her head. She groaned bending over, clutching her belly. She felt sick, as she dropped to the ground, the twisting crunching sounds echoing in the forrest.

She thought last night had been bad, but as her nails raked across her body shifting from pale human flesh to dark furry form the pain was incredible. She collasped in a pile of dark fur, shuddering even after the change was complete. She looked up at him, her glowing eyes speaking of unbearable pain and sadness.

She bounded off to where Sharon was, dashing into the cold water, enjoying the feel of the cold against her hot body. But not even that could dash the swollen cock dragging between her legs.

 

[Malvolio]

Mark followed Mackenzie to the water and watched as she splashed around for a bit. Sharon stood beside him on the bank, watching in anticipation. While Mac was distracted, Sharon glanced over at Mark. Lust surged through her body and she leaned in to him and kissed his cheek lightly.

Caught by surprise, Mark's head snapped toward Sharon and he stumbled back a step. "Why had she done that?" he wondered.

Sharon turned back to Mackenzie who had stopped splashing about and now stared menacingly at Sharon. Sharon giggled and huskily whispered "Mmm, I bet you could have him, don't you, Mackenzie? But you can't now. Not when you're like this. You have to settle for me."

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie's rage came to full force and she knocked Sharon to the ground and with a snort of disdain lifted her leg, as if to pee on her, but her hard cock prevented that. Mackenzie dashed off into water stunned she had even considered such an act, trying to calm herself down in the cold water. She wanted to die, debating whether she could drown as she paddled out into deeper water. She could hear everything Mark and Sharon were saying, while she lounged about in the water.

 

[Malvolio]

Sharon glanced out at Mackenzie standing in the water. A sly smile crossed her face again. Turning her back on Mac, she reached over and began to undo Mark's pants.

"Sharon. Sharon! What are you doing?" he protested.

"Taking what I want," he cooed. "I'm going finally suck you off, Dr Mark Cox. And your bitch girlfriend is just going to have to watch."

Before Mark could stop her, Sharon was on her knees, her mouth happily slurping away at Mark's rapidly swelling manhood.

"MMMMM!" she moaned in pleasure.

 

[intriguess]

The scent as much as the actions and those words infuriated Mackenzie who came bounding out of the water at a speed unexpected for a wet dog of her side. She barreled into Sharon knocking her aside. She stood protectively in front of Mark's cock, growling, snarling, infuriated that Sharon would touch Mark in any way.

She hated Sharon, with every fiber of her being, any lust pleasure or adoration she had was melted away the instant Sharon's mouth touched Mark's cock. Mac was in control of her desires now, they were not in control of her. She could take the pain if it meant she had control, her mind was clear, she could recall everything Sharon had done to her in both forms.

She growled and snapped at Sharon whenever she tried to approach, careful not bite the bitch.

 

[Malvolio]

Sharon realized her mistake immediately as Mackenzie snarled at her.

"Mackenzie... I'm so sorry," she cried.

With tears welling in her eyes, Sharon turned and ran from the lake into the forest, plunging blindly ahead. Her body ached with need and the smell was apparent to every creature in the forest with a sensitive nose. When she reached the clearing where Mackenzie had taken her on the first night, she collapsed to the ground, curling into a ball and wept.

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Mark stood by, helplessly watching as Mackenzie got between him and Sharon. Her possessiveness stirred a strange sense of arousal within him and he looked at this shaggy wet beast before him not as an animal, but as his lover, his... mate.

Their eyes met, staring for several seconds. Slowly, reality came back to Mark. While this was Mackenzie, she was a Wolf. It was unnatural.

He stepped back and raised his hands defensively, as if to apologize.

"Mackenzie... I... I can't. I just can't. I'm going home. You can... do whatever you need out here tonight. I'll come back for you in the morning, ok?"

He hoped she would understand.

 

[intriguess]

She had hoped to, well she wasn't sure, but seeing his rejection stung. A feeling that would haunt her over into her human form. Mac didn't know if wolves could cry, instead galloping out into the water again. Part of her needed the cool down and the water helped. Another part wondered what it would be like to drown.

You couldn't exactly heal after drowing? right? she thought. Her animal instinct to survive was too strong and eventually she bounded out of the water, shaking her body, enjoying the thrill of shaking dry.

Sharon's scent was strong and Mac's cock ached, she'd never gone a night without fucking as a wolf, and her instincts once again overrulled her head as she sniffed out the trail. She was not surprised to see signs of other animals, that had been attracted by the scent of a bitch in heat, she was a little surprised at how many different animals had been attracted to the scent. Rabbits, foxes, even a badger, most had meandered off when the scent was strongest. A place she had rubbed against and they realized it was not one of their kind.

Mac found her shivering, and felt guilty about how things had turned out. Mac curled around her. Sharing the overwhelming heat of her body, feeling her swollen cock insistently slide between Sharon's legs. The angle was frustrating, and Mac relaxed trying not to be such a dog, and just warmed Sharon up, while her cock gently waggled between Sharon's soft legs, begging to be touched.

 

[Malvolio]

Mark made his way back to the car and drove home. Once home, he went about packing up his things and drove them back from Mac's place to his own. He was moving out. The realization of how wrong this entire situation was had finally dawned upon him and he knew he needed to get out of this relationship before somebody got seriously hurt. He could accept the fact that Mackenzie was completely incapable of remaining monogamous. But her monstrous transformations and the aggressive nature that came with them were too much for him. How could he love a woman who became a werewolf when the moon was full, let alone one that changed sex?

When he made the final trip back to his place, he laid down upon his couch to rest his eyes a few minutes. At the very least, he should return to get Mackenzie when the sun came up. His eyes were heavy though and sleep quickly claimed him.

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Sharon shivered as she felt Mackenzie draw close and curl up against her. "I... I'm s-s-sorry, Mackenzie," she wimpered.

Feeling the wolven cock pressing between her legs, Sharon slowly crawled onto her hands and knews, turned around and became to obediently suck it. She moaned softly, sending vibrations up the shaft. Tears still trickled down her face and as aroused as she was, Sharon felt only a cold hatred for Mackenzie.

After several minutes, she lifted her head from the monstrous penis and spoke. "M-mackenzie... I can't. I just can't. You use me again and again and I long for your touch, but you don't care about me. I... I'm just a fuck-puppet to you. I need more. I want to be with you, Mackenzie. To be like you, at least. Please..."

Sharon crawled to her feet and took a step backwards. Fear and hesitation were in her eyes.

 

[intriguess]

The wolf part of her didn't care about Sharon's feelings, and the human part didn't care about Sharon. Right now with Mark's rejection stinging, wondering if Sharon was the only person who would fuck her, well she looked into Sharon's eyes. The yellow orbs revealing no malisciousness, but no passion either. The wolf nudged Sharon down it's long slippery tongue taking one swipe between her legs.

Mac saw felt knew Sharon was overwhelmingly aroused, and after licking her once, it was a simple thing to slide her black wolf cock into Sharon's body. Mackenzie took a more human pace, sensing that Sharon like herself, needed something gentler. It was a struggle, and Mackenzie let her long canine tongue lick at Sharon's breasts, drool as prevalent now as cum had been in previous nights.

Mackenzie exploded, but it was like a dull rush, an ache eased but not sated as she pulled out of Sharon and left the bitch in a lusty haze. Mac returned to the water, hoping the chill of it's embrace would ease the physical pain.

The sun rose as it always did, and Mac had been right, the cold water soothed the joints. Luckily she was in shallow water or she would have been coughing water, considering how much her body jerked around during the transformation.

When she opened her eyes, she recalled everything, from the moment of being bitten until now. She bit her lip knowing what she had done to Katherine. She vowed to do her best by Katherine, as she rose from the water, shaking off the droplets like she had as a wolf.

 

[Malvolio]

Sharon stood on the banks of the pond and watched as the sun rose and Mackenzie underwent her transformation back to her human form. Mac seemed completely unaware of her presence as she emerged from the water and shook herself off. When their eyes finally met, Sharon spoke, her voice cracking out of fear for how Mackenzie might react.

"Mackenzie, I need some time away. I... I'm going to take a long vacation. I'm going to go visit my sister on the west coast for awhile, probably a month or month and a half. I... I just need to do some thinking. I can't keep doing this with you. I think we both need time to think and reassess our... um... relationship."

Sharon reached out to hug Mackenzie, her saliva and cum covered body glistening in the early morning light.

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie held out her arm, "Fine," the one words said with such authority and venom. She couldn't believe how violent and tender she'd been with Sharon and right now that was the last thing she wanted to her. "I'd like to stay clean," the words were measured to hurt Sharon the most and she felt vindicated when she saw them hit the target.

"Mark is waiting for me," Mackenzie strode off walking at an easy pace, feeling water drip from her hair and run down her body. She felt exhausted, starving, and completely empty. It was hard to believe a few short months ago she'd been happy dealing with books.

She felt chill for once and ran her hands lightly up and down her hairless arms, to try and feel warm. The road seemed further away then she thought, and she hoped no one else was out at the crack of dawn. It would be a little difficult to explain how a sweet librarian like herself ended up stranded naked in the middle of nowhere at dawn.

 

[Malvolio]

Mackenzie's words stung and Sharon was reminded again of how alone she was. In that moment, she hated Mackenzie. This bitch had done this to her! Had violated her body as an animal, using and abusing her, not caring about her and then demanding more. Worst of all, Sharon had come to crave the humiliation and degradation.

Sharon turned and fled into the woods, tears streaming down her face.

Later she would make her way home. After sleeping the rest of the day, she got into her car and began the drive to the west coast...

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Mark slept soundly, but finally woke at sunrise. Realizing he was late, he drove hurriedly to the woods and pulled up to the rendezvous spot. He hoped Mackenzie hadn't gone home with Sharon. He needed to break the news to her that he was breaking up with her. Here and now, no matter how much it hurt either of them.

As he waited, his mind drifted back to the video that he'd uploaded off the camera. Mackenzie had recorded herself tying down Sharon in the guest room, changing and then fucking her. He'd only gotten a glimpse, but wondered what else the video might show. As in the past, he wasn't sure what disturbed him more, that Mackenzie had changed into a werewolf and fucked Sharon or that he'd been aroused watching this.

 

[intriguess]

She felt out of sorts, and found a peaceful place to lie down. At first she tried to meditate, to clear her mind, but eventually she found her hands running along her body. As if to confirm she was back to herself. Masterbating came naturally, and she basked in the glow of sun as she touched herself.

She needed to feel whole, and thoughts of Mark, Sharon, and Katherine filled her erotic thoughts. She was massaging her swollen clit, when she heard Mark's footsteps. She had known he was coming, she could sense him somehow, no matter where he was. It was a funny thing, that while wolves mated for life, she was in no way monogamous, yet she knew he was her mate.

 

[Malvolio]

After waiting awhile, Mark had begun to worry. He hoped Mac had just been delayed or, at worst, had gone home with Sharon. He got out of the car and made his way into the woods. Somehow he knew where the find her. Eventually he came across her, lying nude in a small clearing, her hands roaming freely across her body. Her moans, grunts and growls were what had helped lead him to her.

Mark stood back at first, watching as she pleasured herself. He felt himself growing hard in response and opened his pants to free his manhood, which he began stroking. As he watched, he drew closer and closer. She knew he was there, of that he was certain. Soon he had completely undressed and knelt beside her, his cock suspended over her chest. Droplets of precum fell from its tip and onto her breasts, neck and lips. His head rolled back and he let out a soft moan.

His left hand reached down to join hers in rubbing her swollen clit.

 

[intriguess]

She gazed up at him, in a moment of blissful surrender to herself, for once feeling everything was new again. Mackenzie smiled and licked her lips as his cock oozed, and he laid down beside her his hand joining hers.

She knew he was leaving, and that it was probably what was best for him, even as it was killing her inside. Mackenzie wanted her last memory of him to be like this, and not the sad man who had left her last night. It was a relief and horror to recall everything she had done as a wolf. She knew how hard it must have been to watch her, even when they had brought the waitress to their bed, it had somehow not been enough.

She would probably not take a male lover when he left, some part of her strongly resisted the idea of another man inside her, but at same time thought about Sharon, and Katherine and knew she would not be lonely. Her fingers stroked his face, saying hello even as she was saying good bye.