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vernenico said: I've confirmed with the artist that this is final. He doesn't really do shading on his animations I think.
But if you wanna write a story, I'm down! The purple wolf is mine. ;3
I mean, sure. I think I can whip up something.
Story:
They say the Haloween is special. They say it was a time when all manners of dangers could be found in the woods. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves...
Verne wasn't a believer, not really. He was just too much of an adult to believe in such children tales. Yet it was not always so. He was once a child afterall and there was a time when he looked at the woods in fear, whimpering and tucking his tail between his legs when he as much as looked. Clutching his candy bag tightly and skirting around under his disguise, trying not to hear the whispers he imagined.
That was a long time ago. He was a grown-up now and common sense won over his imagination.
Yet not entirely. There was still a part of him, a danger and adventure-lusting part that believed he would find a big, strong werewolf with piercing eyes between the falling leaves of autumn and silver rays of the moon.
Maybe that part just lusted.
He gave in this year. Decided to satisfy that part with a flashlight. He would get into the woods, walk aimlessly in circles - probably get lost, eventually find home and remember this day in embarrassment for the rest of his life.
That was the plan. Then he actually found what he was looking for.
He gasped when he saw the figure, flashlight slipping from his fingers. His knees shook when that draw the figure's attention, slowly walking backwards with a whimper. A frightened yelp slipped between his lips when his back touched the gnarled bark of a tree and he ran without a second thought.
That was probably a mistake as he heard the sound of heavy paws chasing him down. He cried in fear when the figure caught up to him and his feet left the ground.
He struggled briefly but closed his eyes before long, accepting his fate. He grunted when he was dropped on his back and finally looked at the figure, the brown and soft cream colored werewolf.
It was everything he imagined and more.
He whimpered again when the werewolf tied his wrists above his head. He was shaking, heart going overdrive. He was terrified. He was... hard.
And harder still when his struggles ceased and the werewolf nuzzled his belly.
A soft moan poured out of him when he saw what was resting on his thigh, breath quickening when the werewolf nuzzled his face and gently parted his legs.
A yelp escaped him before he clamped his teeth shut. The werewolf was large and he was not prepared at all. He whined between his clenched teeth as the werewolf sunk further into him, trying to relax as much as possible.
The air punched out of him in a startled bark when the werewolf slammed in the last few inches and hit him right on the P spot.
The rest was kind of a blur. The werewolf grunting and knot fucking him, turning his brain into mush. He was pretty sure he came somewhere but he didn't care, moaning with stuttering gasps and just welcoming this treatment with barely a thought.
The werewolf slammed in one last time and howled, swelling even bigger inside and filled him to the brim with sticky warmth. He was kind of disappointed that his hands were bound, he really wanted to caress his bloated belly but it was gone when the werewolf nuzzled his face again and licked his cheek.
He wasn't really a believer but the werewolves at least were real. The fact was quite literally fucked into him by the proof that was nuzzling and holding him close in his strong arms.
Still, that didn't mean he wasn't going to come again to check next year. Or next year. Or next year...
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FemboiFoxx
MemberSeason of hot werewolves <3
Tines
MemberExactly why spooky month is my favorite month!
tuna123
MemberYou think this is a wip and there will be a longer animation? I feel like writing another story
VerneNico
MemberI've confirmed with the artist that this is final. He doesn't really do shading on his animations I think.
But if you wanna write a story, I'm down! The purple wolf is mine. ;3
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tuna123
MemberI mean, sure. I think I can whip up something.
Story:
They say the Haloween is special. They say it was a time when all manners of dangers could be found in the woods. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves...
Verne wasn't a believer, not really. He was just too much of an adult to believe in such children tales. Yet it was not always so. He was once a child afterall and there was a time when he looked at the woods in fear, whimpering and tucking his tail between his legs when he as much as looked. Clutching his candy bag tightly and skirting around under his disguise, trying not to hear the whispers he imagined.
That was a long time ago. He was a grown-up now and common sense won over his imagination.
Yet not entirely. There was still a part of him, a danger and adventure-lusting part that believed he would find a big, strong werewolf with piercing eyes between the falling leaves of autumn and silver rays of the moon.
Maybe that part just lusted.
He gave in this year. Decided to satisfy that part with a flashlight. He would get into the woods, walk aimlessly in circles - probably get lost, eventually find home and remember this day in embarrassment for the rest of his life.
That was the plan. Then he actually found what he was looking for.
He gasped when he saw the figure, flashlight slipping from his fingers. His knees shook when that draw the figure's attention, slowly walking backwards with a whimper. A frightened yelp slipped between his lips when his back touched the gnarled bark of a tree and he ran without a second thought.
That was probably a mistake as he heard the sound of heavy paws chasing him down. He cried in fear when the figure caught up to him and his feet left the ground.
He struggled briefly but closed his eyes before long, accepting his fate. He grunted when he was dropped on his back and finally looked at the figure, the brown and soft cream colored werewolf.
It was everything he imagined and more.
He whimpered again when the werewolf tied his wrists above his head. He was shaking, heart going overdrive. He was terrified. He was... hard.
And harder still when his struggles ceased and the werewolf nuzzled his belly.
A soft moan poured out of him when he saw what was resting on his thigh, breath quickening when the werewolf nuzzled his face and gently parted his legs.
A yelp escaped him before he clamped his teeth shut. The werewolf was large and he was not prepared at all. He whined between his clenched teeth as the werewolf sunk further into him, trying to relax as much as possible.
The air punched out of him in a startled bark when the werewolf slammed in the last few inches and hit him right on the P spot.
The rest was kind of a blur. The werewolf grunting and knot fucking him, turning his brain into mush. He was pretty sure he came somewhere but he didn't care, moaning with stuttering gasps and just welcoming this treatment with barely a thought.
The werewolf slammed in one last time and howled, swelling even bigger inside and filled him to the brim with sticky warmth. He was kind of disappointed that his hands were bound, he really wanted to caress his bloated belly but it was gone when the werewolf nuzzled his face again and licked his cheek.
He wasn't really a believer but the werewolves at least were real. The fact was quite literally fucked into him by the proof that was nuzzling and holding him close in his strong arms.
Still, that didn't mean he wasn't going to come again to check next year. Or next year. Or next year...
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