She gasped and nodded, slamming her hips harder against him. The flesh rippled and jiggled almost hypnotically as she did so, and she was getting wetter by the second.
He gripped her hips tight, finding her spot easily and slamming into it. He couldn't get enough of her screams, how wet and tight she was, all of it. And holding this power over her was thrilling.
He hunched over her and hugged her waist as he suddenly began to change; he became bulkier and more canine, sharp claws pricking her inner thighs as the base of his cock swelled with a fat knot. He now resembled a Hellhound, sharp canine teeth digging into her shoulder as he rammed into her.