Werewolf Transformation Fetish – Unleash Your Inner Wolf – Part 2

A lycanthrope is what my boyfriend became. I was shaking so bad, but it was so erotic at the same time. My neck hurt, but he had already backed away from me.

I was breathing heavily. I could visibly see my chest rising and falling with each breath. There was a throbbing sensation deep in my pussy. It pulsed, tingled, and ached.

In the light of the full moon (completely visible now, the cloud had gone away) my gaze turned upward. As I stared my skin felt itchy. Looking back down at my body I saw hair start to grow all over it. My nipples ached and my tits started to swell. They gradually got larger and firmer.

Every sensation I felt could be traced back to my dripping wet pussy.

The primal need to fuck filled my head. A need that this kinky conversion caused.

I turned to the mirror hanging on my wall. My teeth ached and I saw them elongate into fangs. My face tingled as a snout started to form. And my ears felt hot. I watched, unable to control any of it, as they grew to points on top of my head.

My fur was white, sprouting all over my body now and it felt coarse. My hands hurt as they turned into claws and my entire body went through a metamorphosis.

Anything I felt, no matter which part of my body it started from, it all felt like shock waves, like lightning bolts of energy that shot directly to my hungry pussy between my hairy legs. My werewolf conversion couldn’t be stopped and it was out of control.

Then, I blinked, my eyes still focused on the mirror. When I reopened my eyes they had turned bright gold. I could now see every detail around me. When my gaze fell upon the beast my boyfriend had become, I could see every strand of hair on his beefy body. Not only that, but his smell wafted toward me and his musk was infectious. It caused my body to grow taught with pent-up tension that was getting harder and harder to restrain.

That’s when the throbbing between my legs intensified.

I felt a tug right above my ass. My spine was growing. I turned my eyes to look behind me, but I stumbled and fell to the floor on all fours. I looked behind me again and saw my tail start to protrude. So I focused on it and got it to wiggle a little bit.

I knew my werewolf metamorphosis was complete. Now it was time to feed the hunger that was pulling so hard at my pussy that it felt like cramps in my lower belly. I needed to get my pussy pounded hard so bad it physically hurt. My new body filled with a furious yearning to sink my teeth and claws into something. The fingers on my hands twitched with anticipation.

My eyes settled on the only thing that would satisfy my burning hot desire. When I looked at my boyfriend’s cock, I blinked again, because it had almost doubled its regular size. That’s how I knew his cock was the only one that would satiate my intense, passionate lustful desires. It was from then on that I had a werewolf transformation fetish.

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