The Monster In Me (Orgasmo vs. Rapedoll)

[Orgasmo666]

A thin veil of light fog hung amidst the tree tops, giving the forest an eerie and mysterious aura. Looking up at the night sky, Ryan Tucker saw that it was an exceptionally starry one indeed. The oversized full moon cast an ethereal glow which filtered through the mist and gave everything earthly a haunting shimmer. Geeked with anticipation and excitement, the athletic, six-two male sat upon the hill’s rocky outcropping and waited, a light breeze playing with his short, dark brown hair. The cool night air galvanized his skin, invigorating him with the ancient energy of the woods below. His dark brown eyes continued to gaze up at the heavens above, marveling at the multitude of stars while his face and body soaked up the rays of the silvery moon. Ryan was able to make out the Big Dipper, the North Star and Orion, but that was about the extent of his astronomical knowledge.

Just when he thought the night sky couldn’t get any more magnificent with the moon in full bloom accompanied by its incandescent legion of stars, a striking, yet very familiar female scent cut through the airy expanse. Ryan’s heartbeat hastened as he turned his nose in the direction of the beautiful aroma being carried on the wind from the distance. As if by cue, Ryan’s body began to twitch and shudder. His skin bristled as thick hair sprouted over the whole of his body. Ryan fell to his hands and knees as his body, now seemingly possessed, arched and spasmed uncontrollably. He cried out in pain as his muscles, bones and tendons twisted, stretched and slid, enlarged and elongated as they realigned themselves.

While his anatomy transformed, so too did the qualities that made Ryan human. His inner beast awoke, taking over all facets of his mind. Ryan’s face contorted as his mouth and jaw erupted with a menacing array of enlarging pointed canines. While his maw expanded, his snout elongated and his brow broadened. So too did the muscles of his body enlarge and grow into a sinewy powerful mass, enhancing his athletic frame. Bright copper eyes ignited in their sockets to complete Ryan Tucker’s transformation into the large and imposing half man, half beast form of a werewolf. Taking in a deep breath, Ryan turned up to the moon and let out a demonic, garishly loud, blood-curdling howl that reverberated across the valley below. And with that, he set off down the hill in the direction of the female scent, loping and bounding with purpose through the forest in search of his quarry.

…..

“I’ll have a Budweiser, please,” Ryan ordered.

“Here ya go, one ice-cold Bud,” the bartender said, placing the bottle of beer before Ryan. “So did you hear? They found another body in the woods this morning - ripped and shredded apart just like the others. That makes six in the last two weeks. And they still haven’t found those two hikers who went missing last month.”

“Really?” Ryan replied, taking a sip of his beer. “So do you think it might have been a bear or maybe a pack of wolves?”

“Are you serious? There haven’t been any wolves or bears around Bristol Ridge in over seventy years. It’s not like we’re way out in the sticks somewhere.”

“So do the authorities have any leads?” Normally, Ryan was able to control his transformation into a werewolf, able to shape shift at will, but at certain times of the month and certain times of the year it was more difficult to resist changing into his werewolf form.

“They think it’s probably a local, someone who is familiar with the surrounding area and the people. So yeah, watch out for anyone acting suspicious,” the bartender advised.

“I’ll be sure to keep an eye out,” Ryan assured him as he took a sip of his beer and looked around the bar - not for anyone who seemed suspicious, but rather for anyone who seemed interesting.

 

[Rapedoll]

"Come on baby, you can do it " she coaxed her battered old Buick as it spatted and knocked up the the hill. Rain was coming down in sheets as it spattered against the windshield of her car. She reached into the glove box and pulled out a few napkins and wiped at the window. Her defroster had stopped working a few months ago and now with the sudden rain storm it was making driving difficult on these old mountainous roads. She was just glad her old car had made it this far from the city. She only had a few miles left to go before she got to her aunts old cabin when the sudden rain storm hit. It had been an unusually warm spring day and now as night fell and with the rain storm mist rose from the asphalt casting the area in an eerie fog.

Megan, a bright 17 year old had come up to the mountains of West Virgina after landing a young internship on the towns news paper. She was surprised that a tiny town this size would even have it's own newspaper, she thought it must be all of two pages, but it was still a foot in the door. Having been home schooled she had taken some accelerated courses and had graduated a year early and had planned on taking a few years off and working before she went back to collage for a degree in journalism, thinking this internship would be good training for her.

Her parents weren't to keen on there only daughter leaving school for a few years. They had planned on her going right off to collage. And even less keen on the idea of her going off alone to some remote village in the mountains of West Virgina. But after weeks of Megan's relentless begging she finally wore them down and they had finally agreed to let her go. It was also a strong point in her favor that just outside of the town she got the internship in the family also had inherited a small cabin that used to belong to one of her aunts that had passed away about 10 years ago. At first the family had tried to sell the old cabin, but with the economy the way it was, not to many people wanted to move to a small town where there was almost no jobs. So the tiny cabin sat unused for the past 10 years.

She pulled the old car into the parking lot. Reaching down she turned the key in the ignition. The car sputtered and clunked as the engine died sounding like it was on its last breath. She looked up at the sign of the tiny local tavern, restaurant and bar. Well she didn't want anything to drink but dinner would sure be a good idea, and it sure beat driving in his rain. Although she had a few bags of food in the back of the car it was late and by time she got to the cabin she wasn't going to feel like cooking, plus she also didn't know what she would find in the way of kitchen supplies, it had been 10 years since anyone had been up to the old place. She just hopped that the waitress wouldn't ask her for I.D. not that she was panning on drinking anyways.

She looked down at what she was wearing, an old pair of tight jeans and just a plan white tee shirt. Well this will have to do, she thought to herself as all of her cloths were packed away in the back of her trunk and she wasn't about to go digging through it in the middle of the parking lot in the driving rain. She looked at the door to the tavern across the parking lot, rubbed the palms of her hands along her jeans then reached for the door handle of the car throwing it open she bolted across the parking lot in the driving rain . By the time she got in the door of the tavern she was drenched. Her deep blue eyes scanned the interior of the tavern, spotting a table towards the back she made her way across bar. Her long honey blond hair hung down almost to her waist. She was oblivious to the fact that the rain had turned her white tee shirt quite transparent her pink lace bra showing through the thin fabric. Exposing her fairly ample 34 C breasts the thin material clung to her tiny waist.. her tight wet jeans hugging her firm round butt as she walked across the room to the small table in the back.

 

[Orgasmo666]

With beer in hand, Ryan scanned the pub from his spot at the bar and saw that it was filled with the usual bevy of locals - some more attractive than others - many socializing over drinks and food while others seemed more intent on watching the game being shown on the television above the bar. As he took a sip of his beer, Ryan’s gaze wandered aimlessly in search of nothing really in particular. After some time though, his attention was drawn to the front door of the tavern where a young female had just walked in from the rain. She must have gotten caught in the downpour without an umbrella because she was drenched from head to foot. She seemed quite young as well. Ryan himself was twenty-three. Though he didn’t recognize her as being a regular patron of the tavern, Ryan wondered if he had seen the young woman elsewhere around town or if she was an outsider just passing through. In any case, she was a picture of beauty, indeed. Ryan followed her with his eyes as she walked smoothly through the bar. Silky, dampened blonde tresses hung jauntily, framing a gorgeous countenance of a face. Her striking Caribbean-blue eyes bewitched and sparkled with a brilliant coruscation which spoke of both mystery and allure, competing with her perfect nose and succulent, sweet lips for attention.

Her rain-soaked attire did well to showcase her sexy figure - the sight of which, no doubt, was the subject of envy for many of the other female beauties present in the pub tonight. Whether she was aware of it or not, her lacy pink bra shown through her wet t-shirt and just added to her sexy allure. The only question for Ryan was, had the cold wet weather caused her nipples to harden like that or was she just turned on by the fact everyone was looking at her. Or perhaps she was just smuggling peanuts in that sexy bra of hers, who knows. Whatever the case, the six-two male, who made a living as a machinist fabricating precision metal parts didn’t even try to hide the fact he was checking her out. After all, Ryan was an air-breathing, red-blooded, meat-eating male and was never ashamed of appreciating beauty in all its forms, especially when it came in the form of a gorgeous female like the one walking past him now - his affliction with lycanthropy notwithstanding. It didn’t go unnoticed by Ryan either, that he wasn’t the only one taking an interest in the enticing blonde. Whether it was all the horny men gawking at her sexy body or all the jealous females casting resentful looks directed at her beautiful face and sultry wet hair, it seemed just about everyone in the blonde’s general vicinity had been checking her out with some varying degree of lust and envy.

As she walked past, Ryan’s gaze continued lazily along her figure, taking in the majestic view from the backside. Just as a ship’s compass magnet is compelled to point toward magnetic North, so too were Ryan’s eyes drawn from her gorgeous mane of hair down along the taper of her back to her slender waist and even further down to tarry upon her gorgeous rump. Her butt was so cute, so round, so scrumptiously juicy… Ryan just… just wanted to bite her ass it was so damned hot. He was especially liking the way her tight jeans accentuated the inveigling sway of her hips as she continued walking to a table near the back of the pub. Ryan definitely felt something stirring inside of him, no doubt the effects of the enchanting blonde’s captivating good looks. She sat down and soon after, a hyena smile curled Ryan’s lips at the realization that the fetching young blonde was likely alone. He had already decided that he wanted to meet her. He only hoped he would be able to keep the werewolf inside of him at bay long enough for him to get to know her.

Ryan took another swig of beer, grabbed a menu from the bar and with his usual devil-may-care swagger, confidently made his way over to where she was seated. Upon his arrival, Ryan gave the beautiful young blonde a friendly smile, then without asking for her permission, took a seat at her table directly across from her. “So I was sitting over at the bar looking at all the people here tonight and thinking to myself, ‘Look at all these poor, desperate, lonely women…’ and then I saw you sitting here all by yourself and thought, ‘Hey, here’s a poor, desperate, lonely woman who is actually kind of CUTE,’ So I thought I’d come over and find out for myself if you were as interesting and fun as you look,” Ryan said in greeting as he placed the menu on the table and gently slid it toward her. “Nice t-shirt, by the way. Wet is a definitely a good look for you,” he teased playfully. “You DO know what they say about girls who wear pink underwear though, right?” he added, implying in a not so subtle way that he, along with everyone else in the pub, could see through her wet t-shirt.

 

[Rapedoll]

Megan made her way across the room, it wasn't too crowed but still she noticed several people watching her. She thought they must be able to tell she was underage by the way they where staring at her, especially that good looking one at the bar.

Walking to the back she pulled a chair out and sat down at a small round table, where a candle flickered casting the table in a warm light. When she looked up she saw the man from the bar heading over in her direction. Her eyes moving over the strong physique of the man. As he approached she smiled up at him, only slightly surprised when he pulled out a chair and sat down at her table.
"Well hello," she said still smiling, sitting up a little bit brushing her long wet hair off her shoulders. She smiled even wider when he started talking about the other woman in the bar and about her being desperate. Laughing she said, Oh yeah I'm desperate alright. Desperately trying to get out of the rain."
"Oh thank you," she said as he mentioned her tee shirt. Then looking down she noticed for the first time that her tee shirt was quite see through from being wet. Her smile faltered a little as a slight blush rose in her cheeks, only to grow brighter as he mentioned her pink bra. Looking back up at him she now took the menu from his hand and opened it, blocking the view of her breasts, "No, what is it they say about girls in pink underwear? Mr... errr Mr?" She said as she held out her hand to shake his.

 

[Orgasmo666]

No, Ryan didn’t flirt the same way most other guys did. Being a complimentary ass-kiss and acting all awestruck in the presence of a beautiful woman just wasn’t his style. When he flirted, he was never afraid of busting on an attractive female - in a playful, fun, teasing way, of course. Ryan was relieved to find that this chic had a sense of humor. Not only was she incredibly gorgeous, but she was smart enough to recognize that he was joking around with her. Instead of getting her panties all up in a twist at his teasing approach, she had enough intelligence to know how to roll and have fun with it.

A girl could have all the good looks, money and fame in the world, but if she didn’t have a sense of humor, then what was the point? There was nothing more attractive to Ryan Tucker than a cheeky beautiful female with a good sense of humor. It was Ryan’s experience that women who weren’t very fun or interesting early on, weren’t likely to be very fun or interesting at more intimate times either. “They say never let a girl with pink underwear do your laundry because there’s good a chance that she might accidentally mix your reds and whites,” Ryan explained. “Oh, you probably thought I was going to say something sexual. Man, you have a dirty mind,” he added jokingly, giving her a knowing look.

Truth be told, he’d never heard anything about women who wore pink underwear. Ryan had just made that silly crap up on the spur of the moment to start a lighthearted, fun conversation. Sure, Bristol Ridge’s resident cocky devil was fully capable of having the usual, normal boring conversations that normal, boring people usually had. But that would be… well, boring. And Ryan Tucker wasn’t in the business of being boring. He’d rather leave boring to the experts who were good at it. Ryan was just as spontaneous, untamed, unpredictable and impulsive in his human form as he was in his werewolf form - albeit a little more refined, comparatively speaking.

“Well, I’d tell you my name, but I’m starting to get that weird and creepy, dirty-minded sexual predator vibe from you,” Ryan told her with a straight face even though it was plainly obvious he was just kidding around with her again. He paused momentarily before continuing, “I tell you what, Goldilocks… You tell me your name first, and if I like it, then I’ll tell you mine.”

 

[Rapedoll]

Her eyes sparkled as he joked around with her, Megan loved someone that could make her laugh, not to mention the man across the table from her was rather good looking. "Oh is that so? Well I bet you look rather handsome with pink boxers." she chuckled.

Her smile grew brighter until she busted out laughing when he said she might be a sexual predator. "Ohhh your on to me. And here I was thinking I could go creeping through the woods and nobody would notice." .. "Hmmm Goldilocks is it? Well I'm glad I left me red rain coat in the back of the car or you might have mistaken me for Little Red Riding hood... and you must be the big bad wolf," she laughed. "No my name is Megan, I hope it passes your little name test and you tell me yours." She said jokingly.



[Sorry for the short post]

 

[Orgasmo666]

“Hey, I’d make any pair of pink boxers look good,” Ryan stated in agreement. “So I accept your gracious offer to do my laundry then,” he added facetiously. “You can swing by my place tomorrow morning and pick up a dirty load.” Ryan smiled with tickled amusement as she played along with the rest of his teasing jape, but when she deductively reasoned that he must be the big bad wolf, Ryan’s jovial expression froze for a brief moment. ‘Relax, Ryan. She’s just kidding. She’s human, for fuck’s sake. She can’t possibly know your deep dark secret that every once in a while, you both voluntarily and involuntarily transform yourself into a bloodthirsty, marauding, sex-crazed lunatic werewolf with an insatiable appetite for beautiful young women,’ Ryan thought to himself as he let out a small forced chuckle. After a quick sip of his beer, he continued on with his cocky, funny, playful, teasing way of flirting.

“Megan, Megan, Me-gan…hmmm... Megan...” Ryan began, repeating her name thoughtfully as if he were trying to decide whether he liked it or not. “You know, the first car I ever owned I named ‘Megan’,” he stated, obviously lying. “She was a real hard body too, with sleek lines and a shapely tailpiece as well. I can still remember how great it felt to run my hands over her lovely headlights. Not to mention, I was the only one who really knew how to make her engine purr… I particularly enjoyed getting under her hood where I could really work on lubricating all her parts and tweaking her motor just the way she liked it. You know, just getting all dirty, oily and sweaty with her. And boy, was she fun to ride,” he continued, looking away just slightly, pretending to reminisce with fondness. He then added ruefully, “Unfortunately, I had to get rid of my Megan though. She was too high maintenance and kept breaking down on me… I guess I just drove her too hard and she wasn’t able to handle the rough pounding I gave her on a regular basis.”

He then turned back to the enchanting blonde beauty sitting across from him and smiled slightly. “Megan… hmm… I guess that’s an okay name… for a creepy, dirty-minded sex predator such as yourself,” Ryan teased. “So tell me, Megan, before I give you my name… how high maintenance are you?” he asked her inquisitively. Ryan took a long swig of his beer and waited expectantly for her response.

 

[Rapedoll]

"mmm," she said thinking, putting a soft finger on her upper lip as if in thought. And then she looked at him her smile still evident on her face. "Aren't you afraid I might shrink your little pink shorts." She chuckled a little at the mental image in her mind of him trying to squeeze himself into a tight pair of briefs. "I think perhaps my cooking would be more to your liking."

She looked away for a moment when he started talking about his old Megan, the sexual overtones not lost on her as she started blushing profusely. Of course how would he have known he was talking to someone that was still a virgin. Being home schooled she didn't have a chance to meet many boys her age and she hadn't even been out on a date. By the time he turned his attention back to her she had pulled herself back together, the smile back on her face. "Oh well that's a real shame, about old Megan," she said shaking her head back and forth in an exaggerated sign of sympathy.

"Ohhh, I'm very very high maintenance," she said with an exaggerated voice of snobbiness "I insist on only the best. Yes sir only the best for me, I want lots of nice gifts and I don't mean that cheep jewelery from the five and dime. No sir only the best, I want the real K-Mart special. And dinner, I insist on being taken out at least once a week, yes sir i do love my McDonald's french fries."

Just then the waitress came over to take her order, she was glad the waitress didn't ask for her ID. Quickly glancing at the menu, " I'll have the steak with fries, the side salad and a glass of milk." She said handing the menu back to the waitress.

 

[Orgasmo666]

“Nah, I’m not afraid of you shrinking my underwear and turning it into a banana hammock. I’d still make it look good,” Ryan replied without skipping a beat. “If anything, I think I’d be more afraid of your cooking,” he teased. “I know how all you dirty minded sex predators are. First you invite me over to your place for a nice dinner, then you slip some date rape drugs into my food and the next thing I know, I’m waking up in your basement chained to the wall while you tell me to ‘Put the lotion in the basket.’ Freak.” There was a very fine line between being an arrogant douche-bag and being a cocky devil. And Ryan always made it a point to keep things on the 'fun' side of that fine line both for himself as well as for the girl by making sure to add enough humor - whether it was in his demeanor and stance, the tone and inflection of his voice, or the actual words he used.

A bemused smile stretched his lips as Ryan listened to Megan jokingly explain how she indeed was high maintenance. Too funny. He was definitely going to have to keep an eye on this one. When she ended by saying how she loved her McDonald’s French fries, Ryan leaned over to the side and took a gander down at her slender waist, whereupon his eyes widened with pretend astonishment “Yeah, I can tell. Wow, you should really consider cutting out the fatty foods and starting some sort of exercise program. Otherwise, you may never meet or attract any interesting sexy guys,” Ryan teased. “My name is Ryan, by the way,” he added with playful wink. For Ryan, flirting had always been a fun pastime - well, at least his version of it was. If a woman he was flirting with happened to be able to handle his challenging personality as well as have fun with his wide ranging vagary along with him, then so much the better. These were types the of women who ignited his passions and inspired him to ignite theirs. Despite her profuse blushing, it was obvious the exceptionally attractive, blonde sitting across him 'got it' and was fully capable of playing the advanced flirting game and having fun with it. And Ryan loved playing games - not just the kinds of games that involved lying, manipulation or deceit, but also, the kinds of games that sparked attraction, amplified sexual tension, heightened the anticipation and were fun for both those involved.

When she gave the waitress her order, Ryan couldn’t help but quirk a brow. Not so much at the fact that she had ordered a steak and fries - which for some strange reason, he found incredibly sexy, like when a hot woman smokes a cigar - but rather that she had ordered a glass of milk to go with it. Milk with steak and fries and salad, as opposed to wine or beer? Meh, maybe she just didn’t drink alcohol. She seemed really young and Ryan wouldn’t have been surprised if she were under the legal drinking age. “Steak and fries? Didn’t you hear what I just said about cutting out fatty food?” Ryan admonished her jokingly with a straight face. He slowly shook his head feigning disappointment and continued somberly, “I don’t think this relationship is working out. In fact, I think I’m going to have to break up with you… Mary, was it? I just can’t be with someone who just selfishly thinks of herself and not of me. I know you’re upset, but trust me, it’s for the best.”

 

[Rapedoll]

She leaned back, running her hands down her waist slowly, it probably appeared sexual but in fact that's not how she meant it.
"mmm your probably right. I should have asked the waitress for the non fat salad dressing." she chuckled.

She faked a exaggerated pout, "but.. think about the children. Who will put shoes on there little feet?" she laughed when he told her he would have to brake up with her. " I'm not selfish, why I'll even let you have some of my milk but I'm not sure if it will go well with that beer."

"So Ryan, are you from around here?"

 

[Orgasmo666]

She was too cute with her pouting. Ryan just wanted to eat her all up. The werewolf inside him probably did too, literally. “You know, I could totally marry a girl like you…” Ryan began thoughtfully. “But then I’d have to divorce you a week later and take half your money,” he continued jokingly. “And I hope you make a lot of money too, because I plan on being a stay-at-home husband… you know, so I can keep an eye on things at the house like the television, refrigerator, the sexy female pool cleaner and oh yeah, put shoes on our sixteen kid’s feet .”

When she offered to share her milk, Ryan smiled. “Nah, that’s okay. Milk is for kids anyway,” he teased. “Speaking of kids, what are you doing up so late, Goldilocks? Isn’t it past your bedtime?” he asked jokingly. “Wait, let me guess, you got kicked out of bed by the Three Bears again, didn’t you?” Ryan took a swig of beer before continuing. “I don’t blame them, I guess… I’d probably kick you out of my bed too,” he teased.

“Am I from around here? Maybe, why do you ask? Are you planning on stalking me or something?” Ryan replied, giving her a pretend suspicious look.

 

[Rapedoll]

Laughing, "There you go again, losing the twins. Just what kind of father are you? Oh wait you where too busy checking out the pool girl," she snickered. Her eyes braking away from him for the first time as the waitress carried over her dinner and placed it down in front of her.

Turning her gaze back to Ryan, she liked the way his smile seemed to light up his face and his eyes seemed to shine as they looked at her. "I guess it is getting kind of late, Mama and Papa bear would be upset knowing there baby bear was up so late" she chuckled as she looked down at her watch. It was only 9:30 but it was still late seeing as she hadn't even gotten to her aunts cabin never mind getting unpacked, and she didn't even know what kind of condition the cabin would be in once she did get there. As much as she liked talking to Ryan she had better hurry and eat and be on her way.

"Nope I gave up stalking last week so you should be safe" she giggled.

 

[Orgasmo666]

Ryan smiled as Megan played along with all his silly tomfoolery. The sexy cool blonde was doing a good job of endearing herself to him with he sportive playfulness. When the waitress brought her food, Trevor felt a small hunger pang. It wasn’t the human side of him that was hungry, however. Ryan had eaten a half pound burger with fries earlier at the bar while watching the game.

“Oh, that was YOU stalking me last week? I was wondering,” Ryan joked. Speaking of stalking, Ryan the werewolf was itching to go on the prowl tonight. The hills and forests surrounding town was home to many deer and wild boar as well as the occasional stray human. And despite the rain, tonight was definitely a hunt night. It didn’t matter what species of animal he sunk his fangs into, just as long as his bloodlust was satisfied.

“Yeah, I’m going to get going, myself,” Ryan stated before downing the rest of his beer. “It was nice meeting you, Megan. Maybe I’ll see you again around town,” he told her. “In fact…” Ryan reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone before continuing. “Give me your phone number and I’ll give you a call sometime, maybe even take you up on that offer of yours to try your cooking and have you make me dinner. I’ll bring the milk,” Ryan said with a wink, ready to enter her number into his phone contact list.

 

[Rapedoll]

Megan smiled and rattled off her cell phone number, and then she gave a worried look, "hmmm, I'm not sure if my cellphone carrier will reach way up here in the mountains." she told him. "But your welcome to give it a try sometime, I'd love to have company way up here. Don't seem like there are to many neighbors around these parts." she told him. "Oh but.. you had better give me a week or so before you plan on me making you any dinner. I'm not to sure how much work I'm going to have to do up at my aunts old cabin, nobody had been up there for about ten years I'm sure it's quite a mess."


Shortly after they said there goodbye's Megan finished up her dinner and paid the waitress. Grabbing her purse from the chair next to her and standing up, During the past hour her cloths had done a pretty good job of drying off and only showed a little bit of wetness down around her ankles. The tiny bar had done a pretty good job of filling in considering it was the middle of the week, almost every table had a group of people sitting at it. She guess way up here there wasn't much else for the people to do and this was probably the only restraunt/bar in these parts. Heading across the room and too the door, she was happy to see the rain had stopped. A soft mist rose off of the pavement in the summer heat giving the night an eerie feeling. As she approached her beat up old car she fished in her purse for her keys as she looked for her keys she heard a wolf howling in the distance. "Come on Megan don't get creeped out now, what did you expect way up here in the wilderness," she told herself as she unlocked her car door and slid into the drivers seat.

She put the key into the ignition as the car whined for a few seconds and then finally caught and started up. Putting the car in gear she backed out of the parking lot. Less then five minutes later her car pulled up in front of her aunts old cabin. The place was pitch back lit up by only her car headlights. She turned the car off and was startled as to how back it was, it was so dark she couldn't even see the cabin which was probably no more then 50 feet in front of the car.

Grabbing a flash light from the glove compartment of the car and one of her bags off the back seat she made her way inside the tiny cabin. She flicked on the light switch inside the door of the cabin... nothing.. "Damn.. no electricity.. well what did you expect Megan?" she asked herself. Shinning the flashlight around she spotted a small oil lamp on a table and found some matches in one of the drawers. She was going to have to remember to call the electric company in the morning, just then she thought about her cell phone, pulling it out of her purse she hit dial... nothing. "damn" she said just as she had expected.

She made a couple more trips out to the car to carry in some of her things, on the second trip she heard the wolf again.. or perhaps it was another one.. but this time it sounded so close it made the hair on the back of her neck prickle and stand up. She guessed she had better get used to the sound of wolves and wild animals if she was going to live up here for the next year, after all she couldn't very well run back home to mommy and daddy after hearing one wolf call. Once back inside the tiny three room cabin she throw the deadbolt on the door.

 

[Orgasmo666]

“Oh, I’ll definitely give you a call,” Ryan promised as he entered her number into his phone. “When I do, be sure to let me know if you need any help with the cabin.” He was about to tell her to be careful because of the recent rash of strange deaths, but he held his tongue. “Take care now and don’t be a strangler,” Ryan joked as he got up, leaving Megan to her dinner. On his way out, he placed his empty beer bottle on the bar counter and headed out the door. Once outside, Ryan turned his face up to the sky. The rain storm had died down and had become just a light sprinkle. Even though the clouds still obscured the night sky, Ryan could still feel the full moon pulling at him. His skin tingled and his muscles twitched and spasmed as he breathed in the fresh clean night air.

The urge to transform was too overwhelming and it was all he could do to resist. The inevitable change was imminent and Ryan knew he wasn’t going to be able to make it back home in time so after looking around to make sure no was watching him, he ran around to the back of the tavern. From there, he quickly crossed the small field behind the bar and slipped unnoticed into the woods. Once a little ways in, Ryan then found a spot and began digging a shallow hole in the damp ground with his hands. Next he took off all of his clothes and placed them in the hole along with his wallet, keys and phone and buried them. He’d come back for them sometime tomorrow when he was back in his human form.

Now naked, Ryan took off deeper into the forest hoping to get as far as he could before the change. As the seconds ticked by, he could feel his mind already changing, becoming less and less human and more and more wolf. His senses became more hyper acute with each bounding step, picking up all the sounds and smells of the forest. The ebbing rain gave way to a ghostly fog carried in on a light breeze which infiltrated through tree branches and along the forest floor. As he continued to run, Ryan became more discoordinated, stumbling, bumbling and falling over through the underbrush as his body slowly began transforming, until…

Twenty minutes later, a frighteningly loud, bloodcurdling howl emanated from within the forests surrounding the town of Bristol Ridge. The plaintive wolfish wail tore through the night air, stirring many woodland creatures from their sleep and sending others scurrying to hunker down in the safety of their dens. Ryan, the werewolf, ran. Over the hills and through the woods. He had never felt so strong and free as when he was in his bigger, faster, stronger lycan form. It was invigorating. With his wolf mind now free from the shackles of human ethics and morality, Ryan’s werewolf instinct took over complete control and now he was free to roam. Free to hunt. Free to kill. He had tasted human flesh and blood and he wanted more.

Ryan, the werewolf, stopped at a stream and crouching down on all fours, began to drink from its waters. When he had his fill, he sat up on his haunches. It was at this point he heard the sound of a car in the far distance. Ryan immediately shot up as he heard the engine come to a clunkering stop. His hyper acute ears perked up in attention as they caught the sound of a car door opening and closing. His upturned nose sniffed vigorously at the night air. A faint, yet vaguely familiar scent teased his nostrils. Human, female. Something deep within the recesses of his brain told him he had come across this person before. However, Ryan’s innate animalistic cravings precluded any further discernment as the werewolf let out another wild excited howl and hastened with predatory stealth toward the source of the female scent.

Some time later, Ryan came upon a dark isolated cabin where the scent of the female was strongest. Crouched down at the edge of the tree line, the werewolf watched intently from shadows. If it weren’t for the car parked outside and the dim light of a lamp inside, one would have never guessed the place was inhabited. Through the window, Ryan spied a young blonde female illuminated by the soft glow of an old oil lamp. Once again, something in the far reaches of his brain suggested he might know this fetching blond. But once again, this faint recognition was quelled by his ferociously savage lycan appetite and desire. Thick saliva dripped from large canine fangs as Ryan continued to silently observe the nubile blonde through the window, waiting for his opportunity to strike.

 

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The tiny three room cabin was sparely furnished with only the bare minimum. A small cast iron stove the type rich people paid big money for at antique shops and replicas of in specialty stores. An old ice box that looked like it was from the 1920's and an old wooden kitchen table with two dilapidated wooden chairs. The living room had an equally dusty old couch and once empty book case, there was also a old stone fireplace made from old river stones and long with a few pieces of wood still along side of the fire place . In the small bed room off the living area she found a small 4 drawer wooden dresser with a mirror on top and a small bed with a naked mattress. At least the mattress looked in good condition a little dusty but otherwise was still usable.

Taking her suitcases in to the bed room she started to unpack neatly putting her cloths into the small wooden dresser. Looking around she figured she was going to need to do a lot of work on the old cabin to fix it up but once it was fixed up it would be really cute. She turned around and out of one of the suit cases she pulled out some sheets and made the bed.. standing back, "there see it looks better already," she giggled to herself, "haven't even been here a day and your already talking to yourself Megan," she said out loud to herself.

Pulling off her tee shirt she stood in front of the mirror and unhooked her pink bra, smiling to herself as she thought about earlier that night when Ryan made fun of her pink bra. Undoing the zipper of her jeans she slid them off over her softly rounded hips. Stepping out of her Jeans and just wearing her panties she stood in front of the mirror and ran a hand over her flat abdomen, "Perhaps Ryan was right," she said out loud, as she thought she should start watching what she ate as she ran a hand over her silky skin. Pulling a long cotton night gown out of her suitcase she pulled it over her head and let it fall down around her soft petite 5'2" frame.


Turning towards the bed, "Oh damn I forgot the blankets in the car." She walked across the cabin into the living room towards the front door and paused for a few moments.. " Oh come on now your a big girl... don't be scared the car is only ten feet outside the door," she tried to reason with herself. She took a deep breath and slid the lock back, swinging open the door she darted across the driveway to her car.. fortunately she hadn't locked the car way up here in the woods so she only had to swing open the back door and grab the blanket from the back seat it took her probably less then 45 seconds to grab the blanket and sprint back to the cabin closing the door behind her and sliding he lock back in place. Her heart was pounding wildly, leaning against the door, "there now don't you feel silly being so scared of nothing." she said as she walked back towards where the small bedroom was.

 

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Form his vantage point in the shadows, the werewolf peered into the cabin window and watched the blonde remove her shirt, followed by her jeans, leaving her in just her bra and panties. Paying attention to her every move, Ryan felt a twinge of excitement between his loins as he continued to watch the young female gaze upon her own nubile figure in a mirror. If he had been in his human form and human frame of mind, he might have recognized the gorgeous female as being the very same blonde he had met and flirted with earlier at the bar. As it were, the hungry lycan had only one thing on his mind - well, maybe two things. The authorities investigating the mysterious Bristol Ridge murders had discovered that some of the victims - namely, the young attractive female victims had also been brutally raped prior to being partially eaten and mauled to pieces. Which is what had the authorities believing that it had to be a human behind the gruesome killings - a sick, sex-crazed psychotic animal of a human.

The blonde slipped into a night gown and appeared to be headed for bed. Ryan decided he was going to wait for her to fall asleep before making his attack. But then she turned and made her way across the cabin toward the front door. Remaining in the shadows, Ryan slid along the tree line in anticipation. When his ears cocked, he heard the lock slide and watched the door open. The werewolf crouched low to the ground and got ready. He watched as the blond darted from the front door to the car to get something from the back seat. Ryan broke from his hiding spot and stealthily made his way toward the scantily clad blond from behind. When he saw that she had gotten whatever it was from the car and was making her way back inside the cabin, Ryan sped up. He quickly and silently close ground on her, his powerful werewolf legs springing him forward toward his quarry. Even up to this point, the blonde seemed completely unaware of his presence and oblivious of the fact he was about to sink his knife-like canines into her supple skin.

Ryan lunged forward with outreached claws, but before he could get within ten feet of her, she had made it inside and shut the door. His momentum carried him into the door with a loud thud. The werewolf let out a bitter, frustrated yowl as he tried to open the locked door, jerking on the handle and angrily banging the wooden barrier with his fist. Undeterred, Ryan began clawing and ripping at the door handle and lock. Moments later, splintered wood flew out as Ryan tore the cabin’s door from its frame and effortlessly tossed it aside. The massive lycan let out a triumphant howl meant to strike fear in his victim. He then crossed the threshold and crept into the small cabin. A low ominous growl emanated from the bottom of Ryan’s throat as he used his keen sense of smell to try and locate the blonde in the dimly lit cottage.

 

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Megan got about two steps away from the door heading towards the small bed room when she heard a loud thump against the door. Quickly turning around frozen in place she looked at the door, the door handle shaking and turning as something was trying to get in. She let out a scream, but it was drowned out by the sound of some unearthly creature howling in anger. Her legs where shaking almost as much as the door as what ever it was was ripping and clawing at the door on the other side.

Finally finding her legs she darted into the tiny bedroom quickly looking around the sparsely furnished room. .. she thought about climbing under the bed.. but that would be to easy for what ever it was to find her. Running over to the window she quietly slid it open and pulled herself through the small opening just as the front door was being ripped from it's hinges.

Sprinting around the side of the cabin.. with the beast now inside, she ran around to the front where her car was parked.. she could hear the beast inside as things where being overturned and thrown around the cabin. Jumping in the drivers seat she reached down and turned the key in the ignition.. click.. click .. click... the battery was dead..

Panic filled her as she looked up at the cabin. Screaming, she saw the shadow of a huge beast standing in the doorway seeming to be looking right at her.

 

[Orgasmo666]

Ryan tore through the small cabin, turning over furniture, knocking over shelves and looking in every nook and cranny in his search for the young blonde. He could smell her scent, but she was nowhere to be found. When he saw the open window, the werewolf roared. Now he was furious and his anger level shot through the roof as he made his way to the doorless front entrance. It was there that he paused and saw the blonde in the car trying to start the engine. Ryan leapt toward the car and in an instant he was at the driver side door which he immediately and literally ripped off its hinges and tossed aside. He next reached in and forcibly grabbed the female by her upper arm and yanked her out of the car, throwing her onto the wet grass in front of the cabin.

He quickly pounced on the petite female, his 230+ pound muscular lycan frame pinning her back against the ground. The angry werewolf snarled and leaned down, baring his fangs in front of her face. He was so pissed, he wasn’t even going to mess around with fucking with her. He was just going to take a big bite out of her neck and then rip her head from the rest of her body. As the werewolf leaned in closer with his gaping jaw to do just that, he caught sight of the blonde’s pink bra peeking through the open front part of her night gown and suddenly stopped. Something deep inside him told him he didn’t want to kill her. In fact, that same something told the lycan that he knew this girl and that he wanted her - not just as food.

Confused, Ryan the werewolf grasped the pretty blonde by her neck and leaned in close, his glowing copper eyes stared fiercely into her deep blue orbs as he tried to think of how he knew her. A low growl emanated from his chest as he leaned in close, sniffing her neck and inhaling the sweet scent of her hair. Intense feelings of hunger, lust and homicide competed with each other as they swirled and intermingled inside the savage lycan while he continued to sit upon and examine the blonde beauty. With his free hand, he gently opened up the front of her gown exposing more of her body. Confused by the mixed intense feelings inside him, the massive beast turned his face up to the sky and let out a piercing howl. He then looked down at the scantily clad female lying beneath him, undecided as to whether he wanted to tear her apart with his teeth and claws or if he wanted to impale her with his enlarging erection which he was now sporting.

 

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Even as her rational mind was telling her that this couldn't be real , the part of her that specialized in rationalization was nodding frantically. She couldn't believe what she was seeing standing in the front door of the cabin, but it was real and it's eyes where fixated on her. She stared motionless to afraid to even breath.

Then in a mere second he leaped at the car tearing the door from its hinges. She couldn't even hear her own screaming over the noise of the beasts growling and snarling and the sound of metal being twisted off it's hinges. Massive strong hands where grabbing her his sharp claws digging into the tender flesh of her arms as it pulled her from the car.. she felt like she was flying through the air screaming.. then suddenly the breath was knocked out of her as she landed hard on the ground.. there was a flash of bright light then everything went dark for a moment as she almost lost consciousness. The next thing she knew she was laying on the ground the huge beast on top of her as she looked right at his razor sharp fangs just inches from her face. At that very moment she thought her life was coming to an end as she saw rage and fury in the beasts eyes.

She laid there motionless in shock her huge blue eyes staring up into his face as he opened her gown.. she could feel herself trembling underneath him as he lifted his head and howled, the sound sending shivers down her spine.

 

[Orgasmo666]

Under normal circumstances, Ryan was able to control his transformation into his werewolf form. Normally, he could change in and out at will and at any time of the day or night. During these normal circumstances, he was also fully aware of who he was and what he was doing. And seldom did he ever attack humans when in his lycan form under these normal conditions. However, during certain nights of the month when the moon was full like it had been the last few days, Ryan had almost no control of his transformations. In addition, he had virtually no control over his actions and on top of it all, he had no recollection whatsoever of what he had done during his full moon transformations. Ryan had no idea why or what the difference in biological/hormonal process was between the two types of transformation - the voluntary kind versus the involuntary full moon kind - only that for as long as he could remember, that was how it was.

Continuing to hold her pinned down to the ground, the werewolf opened up Megan’s night gown even more to expose pretty much all of her body except for her arms which were still covered up with the sleeves of the gown. He sat up and gazed down lecherously at her nubile body. The longer he stared down at the vulnerable blonde, the more lustful and sexually aroused the werewolf became, which was a dangerous thing given this was one of his lunar transformations. She’d be lucky to survive being sexually mauled by the savage werewolf in this full moon state. That is, if he didn’t kill her afterward. The lycan went down, placing his head between her thighs and proceeded to vigorously sniff her crotch through her panties. The scent of her vagina impelled his lustful cravings even more as Ryan continued to nuzzle her private parts with his snout.

 

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Her pulse was in overdrive as she felt it pounding in her chest. She let out a scream when he ripped through her nightgown, but her scream sounded more like a wounded animal through her fright.. As she looked up she could see the huge werewolves fangs glistening white in the moonlight... it looked like drool hung from his lips as he looked down at her helpless body underneath him massive weight.

She closed her eyes waiting for the inevitable as she was sure the huge beast was going to rip her throat out with those huge fangs of his... Then suddenly she let out a shocked and frightened scream when she felt his nuzzle push up against her panties... she could feel his hot breath through the thin fabric of her underpants as she heard him take a deep breath of her scent. Through her fear she couldn't help but feel embarrassed by this crude violation of her privets while he moved his snout back and forth along the outline of her slit through her panties. Under her panties her skin was soft and sensitive waxed smooth.

 

[Orgasmo666]

Ryan raised his head from between Megan’s legs and hungrily gazed down upon her female figure. Her musky feminine scent inflamed the werewolf’s already heightened state of sexual arousal and his mind was now completely overtaken with lust for the buxom blonde lying beneath him on the wet grass. Ignoring her frightened screams, the sex-crazed werewolf proceeded to tear apart the rest of the night gown from her body. With a low menacing growl, Ryan then ran the pointed claws of his fingers lightly across the blonde’s chest, over her pink bra, down her flat stomach and further still, over the front of her panties and down between her thighs.

While he did this, Ryan’s other hand went to her chest. He used his sharp claws to rip away her bra, freeing her ample-sized breasts and casting the tattered remnants aside. With both hands, Ryan took hold of both her breasts and fondled them roughly. As he squeezed, gripped and handled them somewhat harshly, he leaned down and alternated between sucking and lapping at her tits with his long broad tongue, using the tip of it to flick at her nipples. Soon, Megan’s chest became slippery wet as he continued to slather her breasts with his werewolf saliva.

After some time, Ryan’s mouth and tongue moved up to her neck. By now, the werewolf was laying on top of her. Raindrops fell intermittently on the back of his massive muscular frame as it began to sprinkle lightly, suggesting another downpour was imminent. One hand traveled from her breast down to the triangle between her legs where he began rubbing her pussy over her panties. Ryan snarled and breathed heavily into her ear as he pressed his mouth and nose against the side of her head, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair, further whetting his sexual appetite.

 

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She lay frozen in terror, feeling his razor sharp claws as they slowly moved down her supple body. She didn't even realize she was holding her breath until she was startled when his claw sliced through her bra releasing the creamy soft round globes of her breasts. Her nipples where stiff and pink from the trembling tension. She tried to stifle her gasp of fright.. afraid to even make a noise for fear it might aggravate the beast even more.

She shuddered and let out a breath when she felt his mouth move down to her breasts. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it was going to rip through her chest. Her breasts heaving with each rapped and frightened breath as her nipples grew even more taunt in the beasts mouth.. she could feel his fangs as they dragged across the sensitive tips of her nipples as she let out a tiny whimper and squirmed under the huge beast.

Her entire body shuddered as she instinctively tried to bring one knee together to block his roving hands but his strong body that lay between her legs was blocking her attempt to cover herself and stop his hands from rubbing her sex through her panties.

She felt drops land on her face as first she though the huge werewolf was drooling but then she realized it was ran hitting her face while the wolf had his face buried against her neck.. she could hear it sniffing and breathing .. his breath hot and panting in her ear... her attempts to struggle free where feeble at best under his strong grip.

 

[Orgasmo666]

Ryan sat up and using his claws, swiftly tore away the blonde’s panties leaving her completely and utterly naked. After forcefully spreading her smooth creamy thighs apart, the rabid werewolf then went down on her, sniffing and lapping hungrily at her pussy with his large tongue like the horny dog he was. Ryan was insatiable and with his sexual appetite at its peak, he sat up once more and leered down at the nubile blonde, saliva and pussy juice dripping from his tongue as it hung down from his steaming open mouth.

Bright flashes of lightning intermittently lit up the night sky sending incandescent streaks of electrical discharge down toward the earth like the crooked fingers of a gnarled old witch, providing a frightening backdrop to the lurid scene happening now on the wet grassy lawn in front of the old cabin. The accompanying thunder shook the ground with each violent burst and the colossal crack of ionized energy boomed and echoed throughout the hills and valleys of Bristol Ridge. Soon, the rain began to pick up once more.

The sex-crazed lycan then reached down and gripped Megan firmly by her neck. His sharp claws dug in, not hard enough to break the skin, but only with just enough pressure to keep her pinned to the ground while he guided his massive cock to the opening of her wet vagina. As the rains came down, Ryan pushed the head of his engorged member against her pussy. She was so tight and small, the large werewolf was having some difficulty gaining entrance to her hole. He growled and grunted, and after a few tries and extra effort, he was finally able to force his way in. With absolutely no regard for the blonde’s comfort, the werewolf eagerly shoved his massive cock further into the poor girl’s little pussy, howling with pleasure as he did so.