After the Day I had been homeless for a couple of months. During autumn I did meet that wolf-boy and became good friends with him. Yes. finally it came to that... he always did pull back in time. Then winter came... it was cold in the empty streets. We were always struggling to survive, find a place out of the cold, or when in bad luck, at least out of the cold winds.
Then that night, finding only a shelter from the wind in an empty alley. We made love again... and it were my words. "Please... don't pull out. Knot me this time, and cum inside me deep..." We forgot the cold, we forgot the rules. It was so good. Those thrusts of him, first slowly, then faster... feeling him pushing, my pussy accepting his knot, willingly, bound our bodies for a moment, until a warmth took over my body and mind, make me sigh "Yes!"
Accepting him in me was also accept the creating and growing of his offspring in me... which I loved so well to let it happen. We then did it more often, our 'warming-up moments'. Then spring did came, we left the town. Outside we did found us an empty little house, left by it's former occupants. We both did watch me grow... until in late of summer I gave birth to twins, a girl looking so much like me, and a boy, looking so much at the daddy, with also such a sweet tail.
We did find out, later, girls stayed in their human forms while boys did grow into human animals.
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