Page 83 of Plug and Tame

Nathaniel

Holy shit. Nathaniel couldn’t believe it. This was it. Kira was morphing. His heart leapt, and he was so stunned by the prospect of her transforming for him that he pulled out. Sitting back on his heels, he watched in wonderment as golden light ravelled around her, glowing brighter and brighter until he could no longer see her human form.

Within seconds, the dazzling lights disappeared. Two breathtaking, majestic wolves sat before him, their dark fur drenched and rippling beneath the pitter patter of water. They blinked radiant golden eyes at him, and in that instant, he had a profound feeling of being both lost and found.

“You honour me,” he murmured as both wolves nuzzled him. He petted them, his hands lost in the thick, wet manes of their necks. He’d never felt so humbled, so helpless, and so in love in his entire life.

One of the wolves pulled back, canting its head to the side as it appraised him. Without warning, it pounced. Its large paws hitting his chest, pushing him back to sprawl on the ground.

He didn’t try to sit back up. Instead, he lay perfectly still as the two wolves sniffed his body, exploring. One of Kira’s forms ran her tongue up along his upper thigh, travelling dangerously close to…

He jerked as if lightning had struck him when she licked his balls, the incredibly long tongue wrapping around his sack and sliding tantalisingly, teasingly, causing his cock to twitch over and over.

“Fuck me,” he breathed dropping his head back to hit the tiles, blinking up at the ceiling as he surrendered to her. She began lapping at his balls, coating them in thick slobber.

It was too good. It was too fucking good, and it was torture.

Luckily, Kira’s impatience soon got the better of her. She was demanding in her hybrid wolf forms, and he was soon at their mercy as she dominated him in ways he could not have imagined.

The hybrid who had been nuzzling him used her whip-like tails to restrain his wrists, whilst the other used its long, rough tongue to lick his erection.

Minutes passed in complete, breathtaking bliss. The hybrid restraining him by his wrists nudged him persistently, demanding that he scratch her ears at all times. Even though Kira couldn’t speak while transformed, he was a fast learner—and the lashings of her whip-like tails were a good motivator, leaving red marks across his chest and abdomen.

“More,” he rasped.

She flipped him so he was on his knees, keeping him bound and upright as she whipped him harder. His back soon stung from her lashes, his blood staining the water pink. His body coursed with the heady concoction of pain and pleasure, and it served to bring him close to the edge several times.

“You…are a delightful creature,” he gasped as she whipped him into submission. He groaned with unfulfilled need, and every part of him ached, none more so than his cock which was throbbing painfully and bursting for release.

Kira prolonged his suffering, and the bathroom echoed with his desperate, ragged moans.

She licked his wounds, easing the pain there.

And then she whipped him some more.

He loved every second of every moment, including the painful sting of her tails, and the dreaded moments in between where he waited for them to fall.

The one whose hot tongue had caressed his cock lifted her head and gave him a long intense look before slowly turning and facing away from him. She lifted her tail and presented herself.

Holy fucking shit.

Before he could begin to question her motives, the one restraining him bit his neck. The tip of her long, savage teeth pierced his flesh and ripped through his soul as their minds connected.

No vampire had ever bitten him before, and shock rushed through him as he realised she was sucking his blood.

He was prey. And he was hers.

He eyed the hybrid before him, her pink asshole surrounded by soft, white fur.

“Do it,” she whispered in his mind, her voice both commanding and pleading. “I want you to.”

He wanted that too, and he dragged the hybrid wolf closer and plunged his cock into her without a second thought, gripping thick, wet handfuls of fur as he thrust into her like a madman.

He’d never beheld creatures so beautiful, and he made sure they knew it as he took first one of Kira’s forms, then the other. By some wild miracle, he managed not to come until he’d made them both howl in ecstasy. Their combined orgasms shattered through all their minds simultaneously, and then he was coming inside one of them—he no longer knew which one—grasping thick fur as he pulled himself deeper, roaring as he buried his chest in her fur, his cock pumping agonising loads of cum into her tight wet space. And all the while, he felt the encouraging lash of whips stinging his back as his cum drained out of him.

When Nathaniel opened his eyes, he was lying on his side on the bathroom stall, not entirely convinced that he hadn’t blacked out.

“I think you did black out,” Kira laughed.