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An Unexpected Break-In

The neighbourhood was eerily silent as the last streaks of sunlight dipped behind the mountains. As Nathan peered out the open window from his comfortable armchair, he couldn't help but notice the odd change in the air.

Two-story houses lined the sides of each street, their construction rather similar save for the odd decoration or garden the resident owners decided to put up. Nathan's neighbours across the street were no different, though it seemed like none of them were visiting each other this Saturday night. No cars were going by, but that was hardly a change. Traffic was scarce, which allowed for a carefree atmosphere of children running amok while the parents look carelessly on.

Strange then, that it was so quiet.

Nathan shrugged and raised the remote on his chair to unmute the television. He then stood up and moved across the hard-wooded floors to the kitchen to prepare dinner, glancing over his shoulder every now and then to watch what was happening on the screen. He was only half interested in the program he was watching, as he simply left it on to fill the house with noise as he worked.

He was a younger man, in his late twenties with a full head of combed, brown hair and average build. A white, collared shirt hung loosely on his shoulders while he sported a pair of black dress pants and plain, brown shoes. He was freshly showered, and hummed gently to himself as he made his way around the kitchen, slicing vegetables while glancing occasionally over at the cubes of chicken that were frying on the pan. For some, it might look like he was dressed to go out, but he had no intention of doing so – his plans involved staying in for the night.

He started to add some roasted peppers to the pan when a firm knock sounded at his door.

Nathan stopped and tilted his head. Strange, he thought, noting the powerful, dull thud of the knock. It sounded a lot heavier and firmer than the occasional visit of an overly-friendly neighbour. He almost thought that he'd imagined it, until the same, dull thud repeated itself three times.

He muted the television once more and turned down the heat of the stove before stepping around the counter and making his way to the door. It was a short jaunt on the wooden floor leading out to the foyer. Stairs leading up to the second floor bedrooms were on his right, whereas the kitchen and TV room were centered just behind him.

As he came into view of the door, he paused for a moment. There was a large shadow gathered by the entrance, larger than any he'd ever seen. He felt a nervous twitch in his arm as the site, and swallowed a few times to clear his throat. Whoever was standing outside his door was quite massive indeed.

The knock sounded again, and he jumped in fear.

“W-Who is it?" He stammered, doing his best to sound confident.

“I've got your order here for you," A deep, yet oddly feminine voice responded through the door.

Nathan couldn't help but take a step back from the door at the sound of the person's voice. “Can you leave it on the front step?" He asked.

“I'm afraid you're going to have to open the door for this one, sir," the voice responded, carrying the last word in the sentence with a sneer of derision. “Or I'm simply leaving."

Nathan gave a nervous whimper before responding. “Um, ok, just hold on one moment," he answered. His arms were shaking as he stepped forwards and reached up to unlock the door. He took a moment to take a deep breath, calming himself, before turning the door handle and revealing the massive person on his doorstep.

At least, he thought it was a person until that moment.

A massive, female werewolf stood on his doorstep. Her fur was a coloured a fiery red, with streaks of brown lining the otherwise solid radiance of the beast's impressive coat. The tufts of red fur on the tips of the female's ears were well above the top of his vision, whereas her broad shoulders extended beyond the width of the doorway. Heavily muscled limbs stretched down, ending in massive paws decorated with the tips of lethal, pointed claws. She had a pair of large, furry breasts with black nipples, and wide hips that contained a heavy tuft of fur between her legs.

She was carrying a heavy-looking duffle bag on her shoulder. The strap hung loosely on her shoulder and hung down by her waist, bending with what looked like a huge amount of contents. It didn't seem to bother her in the least.

It was a fearsome sight. Nathan couldn't help but let out a small yelp and jump backwards, tripping onto his back and sprawling out on the lobby floor of his house.

“Well, hello to you as well," the werewolf growled, bending low to step past the doorway. “I'm used to that reaction I'll admit, but you humans seriously need to be braver." Her claws clicked noisily on the on the floor while her thick tail swished over to the side as she moved, turning for a moment to slam the door shut behind her.

Nathan watched the large creature with a terrified fascination. The werewolf moved with a predatory grace that sent shivers down his spine. With every step, those powerful muscles flexed and worked under the smooth layers of fur.

Once she'd finished locking the door, the werewolf turned and looked down at the human, flashing him a smile.

“Get up off the floor. This is no way to welcome a guest to your home," she growled.

Nathan backed up along the floor at the werewolf's growl until his back bumped into the closet doors behind him. His limbs were shaking, but he forced himself to stand, if only to tell himself that he was less vulnerable and could run faster if he wasn't cowering on the floor. He almost did just that, until those glowing, yellow eyes narrowed on him.

He swallowed nervously, letting out a whimper.

“I suppose I'll let your initial rudeness slide, for now," the werewolf said, chuckling deeply before looking around, gazing along the walls and peering up the stairs. “You do have quite the lovely house though, I must say…" She allowed the heavy bag she was carrying on her shoulder to drop onto the ground with a thump. “Wasn't at all what I was expecting from how plain and boring it is from the outside."

Nathan remained pressed against the closet door, hardly daring to move. He had to bite back another whimper as the werewolf looked at him with an annoyed glare.

“Well, what's your name? Are you going to extend me any common courtesies at all?"

Despite the overwhelming fear, Nathan felt it in his best interest to answer the werewolf at that moment. “M-My name is, Nathan," he managed, his voice coming out in a croak.

The werewolf gave him a toothy grin, placing her paws on her hips. “My name is Shay, Nathan," she growled, pronouncing the human's name with a tone of amused mockery. “And you're going to be my little plaything for the night."

“Your what?" Nathan answered, pressing himself against the closet door so that it creaked dangerously.

“Shhhh, there's no need to be so surprised," Shay whispered, licking her lips slowly in a predatory tease. “After all, you did just let me into your home."

Nathan wasn't sure of the accuracy of that statement, but he didn't think it wise to argue.

Shay's nose lifted for a moment, sniffing the air. “Say… perhaps you do know how to treat a guest with courtesy after all," she purred. “Is that cooked chicken I smell?"

Nathan cast a quick glance back towards the kitchen. He didn't answer at first, thinking of what he couldn't possibly say. He was just about to open his mouth, but came to a terrified halt when a deep growl resounded from the massive werewolf in front of him.

“I asked you a question, human," Shay snarled. Without warning, she closed the distance between them in a single bound and closed her paw around the human's neck. Nathan didn't even have time to scream before her paw was closing around his windpipe, choking him with only a mild flexing of her muscular arm.

“If tonight is going to be any fun for me, I'm going to need you to be polite, and responsive," she growled, lifting the human slightly off the ground as he reached desperately outwards, his fingers raking along the soft fur on her arm. “Do you understand me?"

Nathan gagged in the female's grip. He couldn't take in a single breath, and the werewolf's snarling words pounded into his skull like tiny hammers, even as his sight began to blur. He nodded his head vigorously, wanting nothing more than the moment to end.

“Good," Shay answered, before pushing him backwards into the closet with enough force to make the wooden door snap off its hinges.

Nathan fell backwards against the broken door, collapsing into the closet a short ways and hitting his elbow on the edge of the frame. He slammed into the middle of the door, his weight breaking it with a loud crack before he crumbled into the remnants of wood and shattered splinters.

He remained there for a long moment, stunned. His elbow throbbed with fresh pain while he lifted his arm to rub at the sore spot on his neck. He sucked in deep, grateful breaths before lifting his head, only to find the werewolf looking down at him with a smug, pleased grin.

“Now that I've made myself clear, come," she beckoned. “Show me where the food is and then we'll get this evening started."

Nathan almost cried out again as Shay reached down and grabbed the front of his shirt. He was hauled onto his feet from the broken closet and given a rough shove back towards the lobby. He whimpered, but he didn't complain, nursing his elbow as he followed the werewolf and moved towards the freshly cooked chicken. It was the least he could do to please the intruder in his home, and prevent that from happening again.

Part of the werewolf's words however, left him somewhat nervous.

“What do you mean b-by, starting 'this evening?' He stammered, following Shay nervously behind, his eyes focusing on the swaying motion of her hips and tail.

Shay gave him a sideways glance and grinned. “Why, if I told you now that would ruin the fun, wouldn't it?" She chided, clicking her fangs together loudly.

Nathan shuddered at the sight and sounds of the beast's fearsome jaws. He stopped as they got close to the kitchen, pausing at a respectable distance away as his guest walked around. The werewolf entered his TV room first, her large head moving around to study the plain décor on his walls, before pausing to give his armchair a brief sniff.

“The smell of a chair that has been sat on by a lazy, disgusting human for far too long," Shay growled, wrinkling her nose and using a snip of her claws to shred the leather at the back. “Pathetic."

Nathan kept silent as the beast continued to roam around. He didn't dare speak, or give her a reason to come near him again.

“But nothing I wouldn't expect from you, I suppose," Shay remarked with a shrug. “You're not the first human's home that I've visited, nor will you be the last. I'm sorry to say that not a single one of you measured up to me." She gave him a knowing grin. “That's your first hint on what I have in mind tonight, human."

She then made her way over to the kitchen, leaving Nathan more disturbed than before. Her body language didn't seem to hold any notion of her ominous threat at all however, as she entered the next area of the house with a happy wag of her tail, her nose sniffing at the fresh food.

“Oh my… chicken, I was certainly right," she purred, drooling a bit as she licked her chops. The smell of pan-fried chicken and roasted vegetables had seemingly become too much for the beast to pass up, as all of her attention focused on the yummy dish in front of her.

Extending a paw, Shay picked up the pan and held it out in front of her. Using the claws of her free paw, she began to stab each bit of chicken and roasted vegetable, slipping it into her mouth and chewing the delicious food happily. To any onlooker it would seem that she was distracted. Her body was facing the stove, and she was closing her eyes as she savoured each bite.

Upon closer inspection however, Nathan might've noticed that her ears were turned and facing in his direction. Although the werewolf was distracted he was being tracked every step of the way.

He took that moment to run for the lobby, heading straight for the front door. He knew as soon as he heard the heavy thumping and click of claws on the floor in pursuit behind him that he'd made a horrible mistake.

Nathan only made it as far as the lobby. He strode past the werewolf's bag that had been left on the ground, before the beast pounced into his back.

The werewolf slammed into his shoulders with enough force to knock the wind from his lungs. He felt the beast's claws pierce through his shirt and into his shoulders as he hit the ground. The floor rose up and slammed heavily into his arm, sending a shockwave of pain jolting through his shoulder. He gasped in pain as loudly as his exhausted lungs would allow, before the she-wolf yanked him back a few inches and turned him, making him stare up into those fearsome, angry eyes.

“I don't think you're paying attention to what I've been telling you," Shay growled, bringing her paw up to the human's throat and giving a squeeze. “Despite my countless reminders…"

Nathan began to panic as the werewolf's paw came to close around his windpipe for the second time. He'd already been gasping for air from the pounce, sucking in air as greedily and fast as he could manage. The hot smell of canine breath, rich with the scent of his cooked chicken filled his nostrils and washed down the front of his chest. He whimpered as his captor growled angrily at him, those lethal fangs hovering dangerously close to his jugular. He was completely powerless against the stronger creature. There was nothing he could do to free himself.

“Please don't hurt me," Nathan gasped.

“And why shouldn't I, when you've been so very rude to a guest in your home?" Shay remarked, her paw tightening slowly around the human's throat. She lifted her lips in an angry snarl. “You're weak; you would have no chance if I decided that you weren't worth my time."

Nathan began to struggling involuntarily as the beast choked him again. He gagged and gripped Shay's iron-like, muscular arm with his hands, trying desperately to get her off of himself.

Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the pressure stopped.

“But, where would the fun be in that?" Shay growled, a knowing smile coming across her muzzle. “Suffice to say, I'm no longer going to be putting up with this behaviour. You no longer have free reign to do what you want in this home. You're coming with me, and you're not leaving my side until I've had my fun."

Shay pushed herself off the ground and strode over to her bag, picking it up and heaving the strap over her shoulder. She then bent down and casually grabbed the human by the front of his shirt, carrying him as if he weighed no more than the bag itself.

Nathan held onto the werewolf's arm for dear life as he was carried up the stairs. He felt his shirt ripping across his back, while the front buttons lining his collar popped off one by one under Shay's merciless grip. The back of his heels dragged up the carpeted stairwell. He did his best to awkwardly move himself along by bending his legs and pushing up with his feet to support himself, but it was a useless, clumsy attempt. All he could hope to do was try to keep in step with the werewolf's motions so that he didn't bang the back of his ankles on each step.

The werewolf stopped only for a moment when they reached the top of the stairs. She sniffed the air, before casually looking down.

“Your room is to the left?"

Nathan looked up in startled surprise. “Y-Yes, but how did you…"

He didn't have time to continue his question, before the werewolf turned left and walked down the hallway. He found himself struggling at the relentless pull of the claws digging into his shirt, the rip at his back widening and shredding with each step.

They were halfway to his room when his shirt had finally had enough. With an audible tear, his shirt opened up at the back and he fell lightly onto the ground. He only had a moment's respite as the werewolf let out a sigh, before Shay's claws left his tattered shirt and hooked under his belt, carrying him the rest of the way in a rather comical and awkward position.

As soon as they entered the room, Nathan let out a yelp as the werewolf tossed him rather easily across the length of the room onto the bed. He bounced lightly on the queen-size bed, making the mattress bounce with his weight before he came to a stop directly in the middle. He lay on his back, watching the werewolf slowly move into the center of the room, casting her eyes at the room's features with a calm, collected gaze. Carrying the combined weight of himself and back up a flight of stairs didn't seem to have affected her in the least.

His bed was in the center of the room: an impressively colourful, queen-size bed, with a blue, velvet comforter lined with gold stripes, and a solid frame of brown oak. A bedside table of matching wood was on each side of the bed, with a bright, bronze lamp on each one. A large television was mounted to the wall on the wall facing the bed, whereas his desk and a set of drawers lined the wall to the left. The walls were painted a deep, dark blue, and whereas the set of closet doors to his right and the carpeted floor were both a light shade of brown.

“Ah, I can see that your good taste extends to the bedroom as well," Shay remarked with a smirk, before setting the bag down gently at the foot of the bed.

Nathan backed away from the werewolf as far as he could, he head resting against the backboard. “What are you going to do to me?" He asked.

“Are humans all this simple-minded?" Shay growled. “You're going to find out soon enough, can you at least carry a conversation with me while I get ready?"

“I um… I guess…"

“No, I don't think you can, so nevermind," Shay answered. “You're pathetic. There's nothing you can do to avoid this, and you know it. You were almost lighter than the bag when I was carrying you up here, and you whined like a bitch when I had you by the throat."

Nathan whimpered again, unable to help himself at the creature's words. This evicted a delighted chuckled from his massive guest.

“And, apparently when I don't do anything as well," Shay said, showing her teeth in a grin. “Pathetic humans like you do what they're told, wouldn't you agree?"

Nathan licked his drying lips before nodding slowly.

“Good. From now on, in this room, you're going to do exactly as I say," Shay said. “Am I clear?

Nathan nodded one more time.

Shay's toothy grin lifted by a few more centimeters. “Excellent," she said, unzipping the bag with a quick pull of her claw. “Now, take all of those clothes off."

Nathan took in a sharp breath as he heard those words. A well of fear blossomed in his chest. He'd many suspicions of what the werewolf's intentions were, but none of them involved taking off his clothes. Nonetheless, he slowly unbuttoned the tattered remains of his shirt, sliding the rags off him rather easily.

He then slid off his shoes and socks, tossing them towards the closet to his right. When his hands moved to his pants however, he stopped.

“All of your clothes, human," Shay growled, narrowing her eyes as Nathan hesitated.

“C-Can I keep these on, please?"

Shay huffed with amusement, rolling her eyes and lifted her head in exasperation. It seemed that she was simply annoyed at the request, before her muzzle erupted in a vicious snarl and her paw snaked out to grab Nathan's leg and drag him from the bed.

Nathan let out a yelp as the werewolf pulled him forwards with a single, easy tug. He slid to the foot of the bed, dragging half of the bedsheets with him. The werewolf quickly closed a massive paw around his throat and lifted him high into the air. Holding on for dear life, he kicked his legs and struggled in the beast's immense grip. He only had to deal with the choking sensation for a short second however, as he was brought over to a bare spot on the wall and slammed hard against it.

“If you're not going to listen, then I'm going to take what I want from you, bitch," Shay growled, her flexing limbs and flickering tail showing more violence and anger than Nathan had seen so far. Her paw held the human steadily by the neck. Though Nathan's feet could touch the ground, she kept her paw around his neck, squeezing occasionally to remind him who was in control.

Shay smiled as Nathan surrendered under her grip. “If you're still not getting the picture now, I think it's time for another example," she said, purring out from her black lips.

“What do you mean?" Nathan choked.

Without a word, Shay moved forwards and hovered one of her large, furry breasts close to the man's face. When the human turned his head she lifted her free paw, placing her claws on the man's scalp with a growl. “Don't look away… don't you dare, bitch."

Nathan whimpered and kept his eyes straight, feeling those lethal claws at the top of his head. The werewolf's breast encompassed the entirety of his vision, with the female's black nipple hovering just in front of his nose.

“You're my bitch tonight, human," Shay growled, pressing him harder into the wall with her heavy body. “And good bitches know when to obey, and how to give their master pleasure…"

Nathan whimpered. Canine musk and heat filled his nostrils as the werewolf overwhelmed him.

“Now, lick my tit, human. And don't you dare hesitate."

Taking in a deep breath, Nathan closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, moving forwards and pressing his face into the werewolf's tit. He started awkwardly from the bottom of the furry breast, moving his tongue through the fur and stopping before he got to the nipple. His mouth filled with an odd, musky flavour, and he could detect a few strands of fur on his tongue.

Shay growled. “That was pathetic," she uttered, clicking her jaws in annoyance right next to the human's ear. “Lick me there like you mean it, bitch, or I'll start biting."

Nathan whined in submission and began to lick the werewolf's breast once more. He kissed it tenderly, showing his devotion to the task before licking it with much more energy and eagerness than before. He moved his head in bobbing motions as his tongue slid along the musky, bulbous flesh. It was an odd texture: heavier and thicker than that of a human female, with the thicker parts of fur gathering around the outside and growing thinner closer to the nipple. He detected each change under his tongue. The fur was growing thick with his saliva, as he found that overwhelming taste was actually making his mouth water.

Although up to this point he didn't know what to do with his hands, Nathan brought them down from the werewolf's arm and shakingly placed them on the werewolf's hips. He dared a look upward, seeing his captor transfixed in a look of pleasure. He was happy that he was doing a good job, and that the beast hadn't reacted negatively to the placement of his grip.

Shay exhaled softly down into the human's hair, parting it for a brief moment from the rush of air. “Now, suck on my nipple, bitch," she growled.

Nathan obeyed his orders without question. He could sense the werewolf's paw on his neck tightening, though for now it was simply an involuntary reaction to the treatment he was providing. He didn't want to give the beast another reason to tighten that paw.

He lifted his chin, sliding his tongue up through the thin fur until he tasted bare skin. He stopped when he reached the fleshy nub of the werewolf's nipple, closing his lips on it gently and sucking on it with a careful amount of pressure. He nearly smiled as Shay rumbled with delight at the sensation, though whether he was pleased with the fact she was enjoying it, or if he was enjoying it himself, he was unsure.

The werewolf pushed into him some more, pressing his face and back into the wall with the weight of her body. He panicked for a moment before realizing that she wasn't acting with malicious intent.

Nathan moved his hands up the werewolf's back as her breast pushed and smothered him into the wall. He sucked on Shay's nipples obediently throughout, doing his best to obey her commands. He found it was hard however, as he suckled dutifully and ran his tongue along the fleshy nub. It was a thick, bestial taste, though not unpleasant. He could taste the familiar flavour of canine skin and fur, with the odd hint of some sort of clear, milky fluid as his lips tightened around her nipple. He whined once more in submission as the werewolf pushed into him and lifted him up as if he weighed no more than a child.

Shay pulled away for a moment and looked down, giving Nathan a fearsome look. Her left boob glistened with his saliva. She licked her lips slowly and gave him a lustful look, making him cower against the wall in helplessness. She then pivoted her body slowly to the left, bringing her right breast into play and pushing it into the human's face. No words or orders were needed this time, as her plaything obediently accepted her teat and began to lick and suckle as he'd done before.

She lifted her head into the air and rumbled with delight, closing her eyes. Her tail moved from side to side in a slow wag of happiness. It felt wonderful to have the human on her like this, and even more so that she'd forced him to obey with hardly any effort whatsoever.

Nathan combed his fingers through the fur on the werewolf's back as he got to work on the fresh nipple. His actions were almost involuntary now. He felt himself growing lightheaded from the close proximity of his bestial partner, combined with the continuous flow of flavours and warm liquids slowly trickling down his throat.

He tilted his head to get a better angle and closed his eyes as well, moving his tongue over the beast's nipple in slow, circular motions. He loved how the nub was gently bending under the pressing motions of his muscle, moving in and around his measured licks before popping out once more as he pursed his lips and gave noisy, wet suckle. He was almost sure that Shay whined at one moment, though it must have been his imagination.

After what seemed like ages, the werewolf eventually pulled away from him and let him drop down to the ground. He almost fell, was it not for the paw around his neck and tightened when his knees began to wobble, forcing him to keep on his feet.

Shay looked down at the human with an open, panting maw, her tongue lolling off to the side in a canine expression of gratitude. “Very good, human," she rumbled, moving in to give him a gentle lick on the forehead. “Very good indeed."

Nathan beamed for a moment, a smile coming across his lips. He felt happy for that brief second. He'd done as the werewolf had asked, and it hadn't been that bad at all. The smile vanished however, when Shay gave him that same, dominant grin.

“Now, take your pants off," Shay growled. “Right now."

Nathan looked quickly down at his pants. His hands left the werewolf's back and moved down to his buckle. He almost took them off immediately, but he hesitated. He paused at the buckle and looked up into the werewolf's angry muzzle. “W-What are you planning to do?" He asked, the fear returning to him in a cautious wave. He swallowed as Shay's paw tightened, knowing he'd made a mistake.

“You questioned me again," Shay snarled. “And after you'd just done so well…"

“W-Wait, I can – “

Shay choked the human once more, tightening the grip of her paw on his neck before bringing her claws down to hook under Nathan's belt. If he wasn't going to obey her still, then she was going to take matter into her own paws.

The belt around Nathan's waist had already come undone, so she didn't need to worry about that. Instead, she pressed her claw forwards and ripped violently upwards, shredding the front of the human's pants with a single swipe. The pants fell immediately to the ground in an almost comical fashion, leaving Nathan in only his boxers. She smiled with amusement at the sight.

With a small huff, Shay moved her human off the wall and tossed him back onto the bed. The human lay there on his back, gasping for air desperately as she moved forwards and began to roughly yank those pants off of his feet, her claws digging in and ripping and tearing until the tattered remains were thrown off to the side in a messy pile.

One they were gone, Shay allowed the human a brief moment of respite. She stood at the foot of the bed in calm posture. She was breathing lightly from the effort of moving the human so violently around the room and tearing off those clothes, but she was otherwise showing no signs of effort. Humans were so weak.

Nathan continued to rub his throat for a long while, still feeling the bruise of the werewolf's claws around his neck. He coughed in desperation and propped himself up an elbow on the middle of the bed. He'd never felt so vulnerable now, in nothing but his underwear in front of this fearsome creature. Shay's eyes were wandering over him like he was a piece of chicken from the pan downstairs. He shuddered as the creature licked her lips.

“You know what I'm going to ask now, don't you?" Shay growled.

Nathan nodded, giving a nervous swallow. “Yes."

“Then do it. Maybe if you do what I'm expecting, that will make up for your disobedience just now, no?"

“Y-Yes, Shay, whatever you want," Nathan responded, before slowly and carefully beginning to remove his underwear with a shiver. He laid back on the bed and got a good grip on the waistband. He then closed his eyes and slowly slipped them off, lifting his legs into the air to remove them, before tossing them off to the side. He kept his eyes closed for a long while, not wanting to look at the werewolf he was exposing himself to.

“Tsk tsk," Shay grumbled, looking down at the human on the bed. “Humans really do look ridiculous don't they?"

Nathan opened his eyes and looked directly at Shay. The werewolf was studying him with a mocking look, a silly grin etched on her muzzle.

“Where's your sheath?" Shay chided, moving forwards onto the bed and crawling up to the human's legs.

Nathan gasped and made as if to move away, but her claws came closing around the human's leg with lightning speed.

“Don't you dare…"

Nathan whined and nodded his head quickly, remaining in the middle of the bed as Shay moved in to study his most intimate areas, her jaws hovering just above his junk.

“No fur, no sheath – your cock looks terribly limp when it's just hanging out like this," Shay uttered, chuckling to herself as she looked the man's penis up and down. “And you smell…" She moved her nose down and pressed it lightly into the human's cock, sniffing deeply a few times to gather in the scent. “Not as potent as I would've hoped."

Nathan gripped the sheets on the bed with fear as the werewolf's jaws came dangerously close to his loins. Those rows of teeth could make short work of him he knew. He nearly jerked away from the forward motion, but Shay's claws were still digging gently into his thigh. Some part of him knew he had submitted to this wolf entirely now. There was nothing he could do.

He shivered as that cold nose came into contact with his shaft. A cold, moist pressure touched his sensitive skin, followed immediately by a blast of hot air as the wolf sniffed him and then violently exhaled.

“Werewolf males are so much more handsome down here. This is just pathetic."

Nathan watched in horror as the werewolf slowly reached forwards to touch his shaft. Her claws gently brushed his sensitive skin before her soft, furry digits closed around the middle of his length and lifted it up, allowing her to inspect it further. He shuddered from the contact, his eyes wide and gaping with fear as he watched his dominant captor toy with his cock, her eyes radiating amusement.

“Quite soft as well," Shay mused. “No veins, not very many bumps, and certainly no knot that you can tie me with. I thought the lack of the sheath was the worst part, but perhaps it's this… who can you possibly please?"

Nathan whimpered as the werewolf poked fun at his member. Her soft fur was brushing along the head of his dick now, rubbing him gently and almost affectionately. Although he tried to hold himself back, he couldn't help himself. Slowly he began to grow hard in the werewolf's paw, something that was immediately noticed as Shay's eyes went wide with glee.

“Oh, you like that do you? Getting talked down by a much more impressive creature like myself?" Shay said, grinning as she wrapped the entirety of her paw around the growing length. “Do you think I'm going to let you fuck me?"

Nathan could hardly contain himself now. His hands dug hard into the bedsheets as he felt Shay's paw close around his cock. The paw engulfed his entire length with ease, encasing his shaft in a warm embrace of strong muscle and fur. His breathing grew heavy and laboured as his arousal grew. Although he was still terrified of what Shay might do, on some level she was right: he was attracted to her words on some level, and the powerlessness he felt in this very moment igniting a primal attraction inside him that caused him to flush with excitement.

“Y-Yes?" He asked, feeling bold.

Shay smirked and tilted her head at him. “No."

Nathan froze, looking her in the eyes. “No?"

“Not a chance, human," Shay responded. “Not with this pathetic thing in my paw." She gave him one last, tiny squeeze before moving back from the bed. “I have a toy that I think would be much more suitable for you in this moment."

Remaining still on the bed, Nathan watched the werewolf move away and stride towards the bag she'd brought. In all the excitement he'd almost forgotten it was there. “What are you getting?"

“If you ask a question one more time, human, I'm going to do something with these claws you won't enjoy," Shay growled, giving him an evil glance over her shoulder. “Wait there. You'll see in a moment."

Nathan shut his mouth and remained still on the bed, watching.

Shay bent down low and unzipped the bag. Although most of her attention had been taken by the task at hand, she lifted her tail high into the air as she searched the bag for the specific toy she had in mind, giving the human a good glimpse of her intimate areas.

With wide eyes, Nathan looked right at the werewolf's hindquarters as she bent over. Her loins had been mostly hidden from sight, but now all was revealed. He was sure Shay was doing this intentionally, adding to his arousal by showing him exactly what she was denying him in that very moments.

Shay's sex was canine in nature: lined with large black lips and a pocket of pink flesh glistening in a layer of delicate moisture. The fur was short and matted leading up the length of her taint, ending in a pink tailhole just beneath the start of her lifted appendage.

His eyes were locked with attention on the werewolf's rump, distracted for the moment to such a degree that Nathan didn't notice what Shay had pulled from the bag until she had it fastened around her waist.

Shay lifted herself back up into a standing position with a knowing smirk on her face. She could feel the human's eyes on her, and she detected the tiniest beginning of a sigh when her tail dropped back down, hiding her privates from view. She brought a toy out from the confines of the bag, stepping through the belt loops and bringing it up between her legs. She fastened the belt around her middle tightly, before slowly turning around and giving an evil grin. “Do you like it?"

Nathan felt that same fear returning as he regarded the massive toy that Shay had put on. The werewolf was wearing a large, canine strapon: with a long, silicon red shaft ending in a tapered tip, and a heavy knot sprouting out from the bottom. The leather straps were wrapped tightly around the female's legs and around her waist, with a small hole at the back to allow room for her tail.

It was an intimidating sight. There was no way he would be able to take that without it hurting.

“What? W-Wait what is that? I thought we were going to…" Nathan trailed off as he realized that he had nothing to say.

Shay chuckled at that. “What? You thought we were going to have sex? That I was going to make you go down on me?" She rumbled with delight at her own words, before bringing her paw down and playfully toying with the canine dildo in her claws. “Oh no human, we're going to do something much more fun than that."

“I can't… that will hurt me."

“Oh don't be such a baby. It'll only hurt a little bit, and besides," Shay smiled, bending down low once more and reaching into the bag, coming back with a large bottle of lube. “I'm not completely heartless."

Nathan shivered and started looking towards the door for an avenue of escape. “I don't care if you have that; it's still going to hurt."

“Once again, you think I'm giving you a choice," Shay growled. “Don't you dare try to run for that door, or I'm going in dry wherever I manage to catch you." She stepped in close to the bed, lifting her knee onto the mattress and letting her dildo scrape gently on the sheets. “And I will catch you…"

With a tiny whimper, Nathan shrunk into the bed as best as he could. What more could he do?

“Now then, come here to the edge of the bed to me, bitch," Shay growled.

Not wanting to displease his captor, Nathan reluctantly obeyed. He moved forwards to the foot of the bed, placing himself within reaching distance of the wolf.

“Closer…"

Nathan swallowed with fear and moved even closer Shay. He winced when he felt the silicon dildo scrape gently over his leg.

“Good boy," Shay said with a grin, giving him a small rub on the thigh. “Now, lift your legs up and present yourself to me. There's a good bitch."

Lifting his legs without question, Nathan almost felt like he no longer had control over his body. He moved under the watchful eye of his dominant werewolf. Now that he was in this close, the thought of disobedience didn't even cross his mind. The same, welling excitement he felt from before was beginning to return.

Shay squirted a healthy glob of lube onto the length of the shaft, placing a line of clear lotion on the top of her dildo. She made as if to bring her paw down and rub it in herself, before she stopped herself and gave the human a smirk. “Alright, bitch, why don't you spread this around," she said, bringing her hips forwards and moving the dildo within reach. “Make sure you don't miss an inch."

Nathan slowly moved his shaking hand down to the werewolf's dildo. The large, silicon appendage was hovering just above the inside of his thigh, drooping slightly as it projected out from the female's crotch. When his hand touched the fake cock, he flinched slightly as Shay let out a pleased growl. He moved his hand up and down the long shaft. He made sure to rub the lube in along every inch of the shaft, his eyes wandering over the beast's body as he did, taking in every single detail and feature of her large, muscular body.

“Good, bitch," Shay cooed, squirting a healthy load of lube onto her paw. “Remain still and keep those legs up." She purred, bringing her paw down between the human's legs and smothering the human's cheeks and anus in the thick, creamy lubricant, massaging with her furry paw. “That's it…"

Nathan obeyed Shay's commands with a little whine, involuntarily twitching and clenching as the werewolf massaged between his cheeks. His cock was now completely rock hard between his legs, holding itself up in the air and bobbing gently with each beat of his heart.

“And… now for the main event," Shay said, casting the bottle of lube aside with a smirk. “As for how obedient you've been in these last for moments, human, here is your reward for those efforts."

With a violent snarl, Shay reached forwards and quickly snapped her paw around the human's neck. She yanked him forwards with relative ease and pressed her hips between the man's legs. The dildo strapped around her waist rubbed laid across his crotch, smearing some of the lube along his inner thigh and tummy.

Nathan instinctively reached upwards and grabbed the werewolf's muscled arm, gasping for air and choking. Although the initial pull has been horrible, he now found that Shay was simply holding him in place by the neck, not providing enough pressure to fully choke him. He squired nonetheless, watching with a fearful excitement as the beast grabbed the dildo in her free paw and slowly slid those hips back.

“No, wait you can't…" Nathan wheezed.

“Yes I can, and I'm about to," Shay sneered, lining up the tip of the dildo between the human's cheeks. Her tail was wagging back and forth behind her with glee, making the strap on wiggle a little bit with each movement.

“But… that will hurt," he gasped, feeling the touch of the dildo's tip pressing against him.

Shay ignored the human's words entirely as she looked down at the task at hand. She held her tail still to prevent any swaying motions, and then slowly began to slide the dildo inside the human's ass. The tip was simple, and met little resistance as she moved it inside, spreading Nathan's ass apart. When the shaft widened towards the middle however, her efforts were met with a pained gasp from her captor, and the human began to struggle and wince fruitlessly underneath her strong paw.

“You're right, and it certainly looks like it is," Shay rumbled, noting the human's grunts of pain. She moved her hips from side to side, slowly continuing to work the cock inside Nathan's rump, paying little heed to the pained gasps the human was emitting.

Nathan was digging his fingers into the werewolf's arm now as the dildo was pushed inside him. It was spreading him apart at a slow, mildly painful pace. He was able to take it so far, it seemed, before there was the odd spike of soreness or spasm of muscles that forced him to clench his teeth and wince through the moment. He counted it lucky that Shay had decided to use lube, and was going at a slow, manageable pace. If the beast decided to use all her strength he would surely be injured.

Shay felt a surge of excitement as she dominated the human laying before her. Her strapon was sunk a good, halfway into the human's ass, the lube slick around the puckered star, oozing around the rim as she slid more and more of the thick shaft inside. It was good fun: watching the man twist and turn under her strength. With every push of her hips, the human squirmed all the more, much to her delight.

“Oh my, I don't see why I haven't done this before," Shay purred, grinning her fangs in a wicked grin. “This is so much fun!"

“Grrck," was all Nathan managed to say, as the last few inches of the shaft drove into him, leaving his anus clenched just around the top of the knot. He lifted his legs and hooked them around the werewolf's back as Shay came forwards, hovering over him and getting into position.

“Tell me how much you want it, bitch," Shay purred above him, licking her lips as a small dribble of smelly, canine drool fell onto the human's chest. “Go on and bed me to fuck you." She tightened her paw around his neck, choking him briefly as if to let him know that disobedience was out of the question.

“I… I want it," Nathan gasped, feeling the dildo move inside him as the werewolf shifted her hips. The beast growled above him, her breast hovering just above his face.

“Say it louder."

“P-Please fuck me, mistress," Nathan whined, feeling the heat of her body above him. “Fuck me hard." He shivered at the answering growl to his words, his cock beginning to bead with precum as the dildo massaged his insides.

“As you wish, bitch," Shay growled, before slowly sliding her hips back, and then thrusting forwards once more.

Nathan gasped from the sudden thrust, shuddering as the large creature began to buck her hips against him. He felt the shaft slide out of him at a slow, steady pace, rubbing along his inner walls before pushing back inside with a wet, slimy sound. He kept his hands on the werewolf's arm, while his legs continued to wrap around Shay's back, hooking around the hot, bestial body. Occasionally he could feel the canine's tail on the back of his ankles, moving back and forth with glee.

Shay worked herself in a smooth, powerful rhythm. She thrust her hips into the human at a slow pace at first, testing the boundaries of the man's rump. Although caution was the last thing on her mind, it would be hardly sporting to break him on the first few seconds.

She pinned the human down, holding him with an easy grip on his neck. Her other paw was on the mattress to the right of the man's head, her claws digging into the bedding for support as she slid the dildo deep. Some resistance was met at first, but after initial few thrusts she found that she could slip the canine girth with little effort. The muscles on her torso strained slightly with each push. She felt a rush of dominance in holding the man down and taking him as such: the grunts and whines of pain he let out music to her ears, causing her to growl with delight.

Nathan winced with pain as the dildo plunged into him for the third time. He felt mild pain as it stretched him apart, further than he would've thought possible. Despite such negative sensations however, he found a pleasant numbness and pleasure at being held down and fucked by such a huge, powerful beast. At first he questioned his sanity, wondering where all the fear he'd felt before had gone. It passed quickly as Shay drove inside him again however, letting out a sharp gasp as he felt a tingling sense of pain and numbness spread through his loins.

He gritted his teeth together when that happened, laying his head back on the bed and clutching the werewolf's arm with his hands in a tight grip. He submitted entirely to his predicament, doing his best to move his hips in tandem with Shay's strong thrusts. He imagined that she wasn't even going hard on him yet. From the strength he was shown before, she'd probably just begun.

As Shay pushed into him again, Nathan began to breathe desperately through his choked windpipe. He could feel most of the pain leaving now, replaced by a warm pleasure that made his cock throb animatedly at his middle. His gasps of pain soon turned to moans and blissful shudders as he felt every inch of that dildo slide into him, massaging his bowels and spreading him wide. The lube inside him made it easy to take, and there wasn't a single bit that wasn't covered in the slimy fluid. He curled his toes and closed his eyes, letting the werewolf do whatever she wanted.

Shay lifted her paw from the human's neck for a brief moment to get into a different position. She stood upright at the foot of the bed and placed each paw on the human's waist, holding her little toy as she began to push the dildo hard into his ass. She increased the power of her humps, letting out a deep growl. Her footpaws extended their claws and dug into the carpeted ground. Her legs flexed with the effort and her tail stood straight out behind her. She put her entire body into it now, rocking her strong hips against the human in a constant rhythm.

Her tongue began to loll happily from her mouth in the moment. Hot breath exhaled from her open maw as the toil began to finally tire her out. The physical exertion tossing the human around for the evening was catching up to her. Drool fell from her jaws and splattered gently on Nathan's chest, making a messy pile of slimy liquids. Taking in a deep breath she renewed her efforts, feeling a quick rise of excitement as the human let out a particularly desperate cry of pleasure. She hunched low over him, bringing her massive body down and laying ontop of him, smothering him into the bed and pressing the human's face right between her massive breasts.

In that position, she began to thrust and fuck the human with every ounce of her strength. She placed her paws on the top of Nathan's head, gasping when she felt his tongue drag across the side of her boob. She rocked her hips in a quick, continuous motion, making the entire bed shake with the combined efforts of her thrusting and massive weight.

Nathan hugged the werewolf tightly across her back, ensuring his legs were wrapped around her back just above her tail to give the best access. He licked at Shay's breast, searching once more for that delicious nipple but finding it out of reach. The smell of sex and heavy, bestial musk filled his nose as he was sandwiched in the furry, spongy darkness. His cock was pressing into the hard, muscular middle of the beast, rubbing into the fur and hardened flesh. He wasn't going to last much longer…

He shivered and moaned as a small amount of precum leaked from his erect member. The beginnings of his fluids leaked against the werewolf's tummy. Sweat was covering his brow and neck as the heat of this impressive creature got to him. All the smells and sensations made his head spin with arousal. He dug his fingers into Shay's back and buried his face hard into her chest, pushing back and moaning loudly into her fur with the utmost pleasure and delight.

Sensing that the human was close, Shay pushed her hips forwards with a growl, grinding the wide knot against his opening. It was going to be a tight fit, but the human could take it. She huddled over Nathan, effectively holding him down while her hips and back muscles strained, wriggling left and right in her attempt to push the dildo's knot deep into his rear. She was going to get it in before he came, and she only had moments left.

With a pained gasp, Nathan arched his back as his anus finally gave in, the knot driving inside him with a surprisingly loud, wet squelch. His entire body spasmed on the bed before he managed to finally grab the werewolf again, hugging her tightly as he felt a powerful orgasm wash over him. Shay moved with him as he moved his hips, her powerful body pushing him over the edge. His cock erupted in a torrent of semen, striking middle of her tummy and creating a big mess in her fur.

Nathan whined needfully as his released continued for a long minute. His dick throbbed in a continuous rhythm, animatedly spitting up rope after rope of cum. His jizz continued to hit the werewolf's furry tummy before dripping down onto his own. He locked his legs around her back tightly, his toes curling and his body shuddering as he slowly came down from the high of his ejaculation. Shay allowed him to ride it out for a long as possible, moving her hips back and forth and hitting all the right, spots inside his bowels. He clenched down on the dildo, the entire girth filling every inch of him and massaging his sensitive flesh, sending spikes of ecstasy coursing through his twitching limbs.

Eventually, it was all over. He pushed up against Shay one more time, holding his breath before collapsing on the bed with a sigh. The last trickles of semen dripped from his spent cock, pooling in his pubic hair and running down the inside of his thigh.

They rested there for a long while before Shay eventually lifted herself up, flashing a grin down as exhausted breath came from her muzzle.

“See? That wasn't so painful now was it?" She said.

Nathan gasped as she moved. As he came back down from his orgasm, he could now feel the numb tenderness between his legs. “N-Not so bad at all," he rasped. “Just, careful…"

Shay chuckled. “Oh, is the human sore?"

Nathan nodded vigorously.

“Mm, I suppose I should be careful then, just as he asks," Shay purred, before slowly placing a clawed paw on the human's chest and easing herself back. She moved slowly at first, letting the knot slowly ease free before pulling the knot out with a pop.

Nathan grunted out with pain and gripped the bedsheets with his hands. Tears began to slowly stream down from his face as Shay slowly and gently eased out of him.

His neck and chest were sore, most likely to form bruises later. As the last bit of dildo left him, he could feel a powerful pain in his rump and throbbed every time he moved his legs even a bit. He shuddered, remaining completely still on the bed.

And also, completely satisfied.

“S-So… do I pay you?" Nathan asked.

Shay flashed the human another grin, stepping out of the harnessed strap on and placing it gently back in the bag. “Don't you worry about a thing, Nathan, everything has been taken care of," she answered with a nod. “I'll clean up my things and be on my way. Can't have all the lube and sex left on them now can I? Oh… and Nathan?"

Nathan looked up and regarded Shay with a quizzical expression.

“Cleaning up your house wasn't part of the deal I'm afraid," she said, lifting a paw and waggling her claws. “Goodbye. If you want to try me again sweetie, just submit your payment to Fantasy Calls. We're always looking for little bitches like you."

Shay smirked and picked up her bag, leaving the room.

Nathan remained on the bed, watching Shay's tail disappear around the doorway before slowly looking up at the ceiling. A small smile came over his face.

That had gone perfectly.

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