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Fuck That Cake

For Rayoelgatubelo

By Draconicon

Alastor was already eager by the time that he reached the prostitute's apartment. She had been rather eager to have some company when they texted, and it sounded like she was more than ready for a good time. Considering his luck with finding local partners lately - and good lord, he had some serious filters that he needed to apply for his own safety - it had been a long time since he had found anyone even half-willing. Someone that was interested and more? Well, that was like finding a diamond in the rough.

He rapped his fingers against the door, a little brown fur already starting to show on the backs of his fingers. Shaking his head at the transformation starting already, he pulled his hand back and covered his fingers as the door opened. A woman poked her head out, smiling at him, the beginning of rabbit ears already forming at the side of her head.

"Already?" he asked her.

"Speak for yourself, dear." She giggled. "You got the cash?"

"Yeah. $100."

Alastor reached into his pocket and pulled the bills free, handing her five twenties. She flicked through them, then tucked them into something on the other side of the door before opening it the rest of the way.

"Alright, come on in and change. We'll get started as soon as you're done."

"Won't be long."

"Mmmm, I bet. Come on. Give me a show."

She was already giving him one, considering that she was naked as the day she was born. The fact that her body was already covered in a dusting of creamy white fur didn't help, either. It was hard to look away from someone just under five feet tall, naked, and transforming, after all, particularly when they were reaching down between their legs and touching themselves to the idea of him getting naked and changing shape, too.

Alastor took off his jacket and shirt, hanging them against the doorknob after he shut the door behind him. The brown fur had already spread, thick and heavy on his chest, and he could feel more of it starting to sprout further up along his shoulders and arms, and then further down along his belly. His spine cracked, and his ears were slowly rising up along the sides of his head.

"Mmmm, been too long since I've seen someone like you, honey. How long's it been?" Carrot Cake, the prostitute, asked.

"Uh...six months? Roughly?" he said.

"Mmm, those balls are going to be fit to burst."

"You sound like you want to be bred, not just fucked."

"Dear, if you had the equipment, I'd be tempted. Now, go on. Hurry it up. We don't have a lot of time; there's someone else coming by in an hour."

A pity, but he supposed that a hundred dollars only got you so far. He nodded, letting loose what little control he had over his own body.

The transformation ripped through him at an accelerated rate, burning through his veins and popping fur out along his body. The cracking of his spine repeated itself, then did it again, and again, and again, each time leaving him a half-inch taller. Soon, he loomed over the woman, looking down at her from nearly eight feet in height, his ears twitching as they rose up along the sides of his head.

He had just managed to get his shoes and socks off before he'd ended up losing control, which meant that he'd had a bit of a hulk problem around the middle. Jeans became shorts, and boxers...well, they became something more like briefs. He growled as he wiggled them down his hips, managing to get them out of the way just in time for his tail to snap in, wiggling around over his muscular behind.

Carrot Cake was changing almost as quickly. The little dusting of fur lengthened, becoming something soft, but surprisingly long. She thickened up in the hips and chest, and particularly in the thigh, giving her those thick legs that rabbits were known for. He chuckled as he looked at her from head to toe, seeing just how much muscle she was carrying around under all that fur and fluff.

As her legs stretched, followed by her feet, she nodded back to her bedroom. He followed her there, watching as she hopped a bit, her longer feet making that a bit difficult not to do. Her ears spread over the top of her head, but she didn't actually get any taller.

"Are you that small all the time?" he asked.

"Mostly. People get intimidated by the ears, sometimes."

"They're cute."

"Oh, call me that again when I'm on your knot."

"You're, uh, more eager than most of the whores I hear about."

"That's because I like my job."

"And no pimp?"

"Nope. You're paying me directly for a job I wanna do. So."

They reached her bedroom, and she leaned back against the bed. One foot on the floor, her legs spread, her eyes half-closed in a teasing smile. She spread her thighs that little bit more, reaching down and thumbing her clit gently.

"How do you want me?"

"...On your back."

"Heh, so basic."

"I got two hours, right?"

"Let's say an hour and a half. Time to shower, dress, and leave."

"That's three orgasms, then."

"Braggart. Get over here."

She laid back, spreading her legs as wide as they'd go, and he moved on top of her. The way that she was so much smaller than him was weird, but it was also rather...sexy, he supposed. Weird and sexy and definitely something that made him want to be careful. Five feet next to eight feet? He could snap her in two.

Yet, as he rested the tip of his cock against her, rubbing the tapered head against her sex, she grabbed him by the hips with her legs, pulling him that much closer. The tip of his cock popped into her, and though it was thicker than three of her fingers together, she barely did more than groan as it slid in.

"You better not be thinking of going slow there."

"Well, I was considering it."

"Don't you dare. I want the full experience, and if you so much as think of treating me like some porcelain doll, I swear I'll kick your butt."

"...Heh. Message received."

"Now, get - oooooh, FUCK that's it..."

The feeling of her clenching around his cock was just as good as he had anticipated, but he hadn't thought that she'd be able to take it that fast. She gripped the sheets like a good little slut, holding herself down against them, and he chuckled as he watched her nipples start to harden enough to poke out between the strands of fur. Oh, that was a good sign. That was a very good sign.

Well, if she liked it rough...

He held her hips with one hand and leaned forward to press his hand down on her throat with the other. She gasped around the grip, only to clench down all the harder on his cock, grinning as he held her there.

I'm starting to wonder if I'm paying her with cash or cock here...

Either way, she was hitting his buttons. Little helpless prey, waiting to be taken, waiting to be used by someone so much bigger than her. Her legs spread, her pussy sucking him in with wet, tight squeezes. Her inner walls were so hot, so tightly clasped around his cock, and he groaned under his breath as he imagined how hard he could fuck her right then and there.

So, he did.

He slammed forward, his growing knot making a soft pop sound as it went past her pussy lips, only to do the same as he pulled back out. She gasped under him, arching her back as he filled her to the brim, and then she moaned with a wheeze as he pulled back out. The sound was barely there, stifled so much by his hand around her throat, but her legs wrapped around his hips when he pulled more than halfway out. She was dead serious about being used, it seemed.

Alastor grinned, leaning forward and humping harder, faster, building up speed faster than he normally would for someone so much smaller than him. Her body jumped and bucked against the bed as he rocked her back and forth, popping his knot in and out as it grew larger and larger.

"Yeah, you want it, prey? You want me to get rough? Well...I can get rough..."

He hunched his hips forward, slamming in hard enough to make the headboard rattle against the wall. In and out, in and out, each thrust making her slide along the sheets no matter how hard she held onto them. Her legs spasmed against his sides, and he realized that she was cumming. Her pussy was so tight already that he had barely noticed, but she was cumming already, her mouth hanging open, her eyes rolled back as she huffed and puffed through her climax.

Even as she kept spasming under him, though, he kept thrusting, hammering, sliding his cock in and out of her at full speed. He rammed into her, feeling her pussy clench around his knot, feeling it straining to keep it inside, only to pop it free again. Every time, it was a little more of a struggle, and soon, his knot was too big to just ram in without doing some damage. He started thrusting faster again, working himself up, using her like a cock sleeve rather than as a partner.

In some ways, that was better.

She was gasping, panting, moaning under him as he wrecked her, as he forced her pussy open again and again. The bunny smiled at him, her eyes glazed over from three successive orgasms, and she was well on her way to a fourth. Each time she got close, he could feel her toes drumming, legs kicking.

Well, if she wants it rough...

He pulled back and slammed forward, his knot grinding off of her pussy. He kept forcing it in, in, in, right up until the point where she -

POP!

Took it. Carrot Cake gasped, her eyes going wide, her mouth open in a silent moan or a scream, he couldn't tell which. And as she stared up at him, he came, growling through clenched teeth as he filled the bunny under him. Her pussy trembled around his cock, and he could tell she'd loved that.

She'll probably cum when I pull out...heh...little slut. Best $100 I've ever spent...

The End

Summary: A wolf that has been having a dry spell lately hires a prostitute, and from there, things go about as you expect, if you expect an eager werebunny.

Tags: M/F, prostitution, wererabbit, rabbit, werewolf, wolf, transformation, vaginal, knotting, cum, orgasm, eager bottom, rough, choking,