It was a sunny day, with a cool air from the cusp of the approaching Autumn. The area was quiet, quaint, filled by an American suburbia town. A lush dense forest surrounded the town, the only break being for the single road in and out. If you walked up the main street, you would be right to think it was a ghost town, with thick layers of dust in most of the store windows.
Moving ourselves away from the centre, we find ourselves watching a strange scene. Behind the dry goods store, a man and a woman are waiting. A large furry pile is next to them, of indistinguishable purpose. We hear snippets of conversation and see the woman has a radio, chittering away. As we watch, we notice that radio crackling is coming from different parts of the town. It seems to be less of a ghost town than we thought. Perhaps we should follow them, see what’s going on.
“Okay Eve, everything’s ready, exits are sealed. You may begin”
Eve turned to the man next to her, smiling.
“This is exciting, I’ve always wanted to do something like this”
The man picked up the pile, loose folds of... something… falling sideways.
“I’m looking forward to the looks on everyone’s faces!”
“Well, when faced with that, anyone would wet themselves a little. Even you, my dear brave Mark”
They stood grinning at each other for a second or two, before a quick kiss, then down to business. Mark laid the pile on the ground, revealing the object. It was grey in colour, with silver glints through the fur. It was big, a beast of a thing. The legs were long, shaped like a dog’s. The arms ended in bear sized hands, long claws adorning each finger. The head was canine, a long muzzle of sharp teeth, thick rubbery lips. The eyes had a piercing quality, as if to look through your soul. The ears were typical of a wolf. The chest was well defined, muscular and breasted. Further down, a tight pussy was proudly on show. The tail was as long as the legs, bushy and light.
The two humans stripped naked, grinning madly the whole time. Once naked, Eve reached between the shoulder blades, pulling a zipper to reveal the interior of a werewolf suit, a smooth red rubber lining. Mark climbed in, Eve keeping the seam open. As he wiggled in, it was clear that the suit was too big for him. His feet found their way down to the knees of the suit with his head in the chest. Eve clambered on top, her breasts squashing flat Marks hair. She snaked her arms into the suits, her head into the beast’s thick neck
“Ready down there?”
Turning his head, he gave her breasts a gentle lick before replying
“Yeah. I’ll get the zip”
He reached back, hand trembling in anticipation. The zip climbed up slowly, building tension. When it did reach the top, a click came from it. A second passed before anything happened. The suit stated to tremble slightly, groaning and gurgling noises coming from it. The muscles under the skin started contracting, arms and legs moving. The great beasts head suddenly jolted up, tongue flying out. The eyes rolled up, drool coming from the mouth, before returning to normal, blinking a few times. Lower down, the pussy was leaking, a gentle stream. It rolled itself into a ball hugging its legs with its arms. Unfurling, the tail began to wag slowly, as the hands explored the chest, one travelling upwards, caressing the muzzle, feeling the gums and the ears. The other hand had naughtier ideas, feeling around till it met the pussy. Using two fingers, it prized open the lips, letting a little wave of fluid out. Slowly, with much care and attention, the hand meandered in. The tail shot up and the beasts eyes went wide. It looked down and found one hand already wrist deep, touching and feeling around. Using its free hand, the beast massaged its chest, the corners of its lips twitching in pleasure. Having got a reaction, the hand inside started to massage the walls of the vagina, getting the beast even more excited. As the hand deep in the pussy sped up, so did the one feeling up the chest. Reaching a frantic pace, drool began to flow freely from the wide mouth and the tail was in danger of falling off from the wagging. Finally, the hands stopped, eyes closing. The hand inside pulled out, a small geyser of cum following after it. As the werewolf lay in its rapidly expanding puddle of drool and cum, the two minds that made up the werewolf finally came down off the high enough to start talking,
-It was different. I’ve had a vagina before, but it felt…different this time-
-I loved it, this is going to be so much fun!-
The werewolf sat itself up, watching the cum and drool makes strings between its body and the floor.
-What should we be called? We need a name-
-How about Wally? Wanda? Snickerdoodle the Third?-
-Stupid name. But cute. Wanda we are then-
Wanda smiled, lifting herself from the ground, powerful hind legs taking the weight. As she rose, she lost balance for a moment, adjusting to 8 feet of new body. Looking down at herself, she spoke; “Me…. Wanda”
Inside they both giggled, realising the suit didn’t come with much vocabulary. Not letting that stop her, Wanda began stretching, loosening up, while a pleasant stimulation happening in the background.
Wanda started off, but she felt a spring and on impulse tensed her legs and jumped. They weren’t sure which one had decided to jump. But they both felt that rush of air and slight worry about the landing. Instinct took over and she rolled on landing, springing up ready. As she recovered, a smell wafted over. Inspecting, it was the smell of a man. Grinning evilly, Wanda set forth to find her first victim.
Ken was walking down a quaint street in the town, colourful shop fronts greeting him. The hairs on his neck suddenly sprung to life, forcing Ken to spin round. But nothing was there. Still with that uneasy feeling, he returned to his walk, muttering about feral cats. Ken could swear something was watching him, but there were no signs of people hiding, watching. He continued, walking past an alleyway.
That was when a large pair of hands shot out and pulled him into the alley.
Wanda had been careful. She followed the scent, staying high on the roofs to avoid being spotted, her newfound agility and jumping helping her to stay stealthy. It hadn’t been hard to find Ken. Mark had thought it would be great to surprise Ken as they did.
As Ken flew through the air, he only had time to register a furry shape before he felt teeth on his throat. “Fucking shit” Ken thought.
Just as suddenly as he was caught, Ken was let go, flopping to the floor. Getting up, he got a better look at his attacker. Before him stood a magnificent figure of a beast, the fur and the body. She was grinning at him, panting like a dog.
“How did you catch me that fast?”
“I suppose it makes it harder to trick people then, but that seems fair when you look at the rest of the suit”
Wanda did a quick spin, one arm seductively placed. Ken just smiled.
“Right then, let me in”
Wanda turned and reached for the zipper, struggling but managing to grab it and yanked. The werewolf deflated like an office party balloon at the end of the night. While this was happening, Ken had stripped naked. Stepping into the warm, somewhat wet interior, he couldn’t hold back the thoughts racing through his mind, exciting him for what was to come. He ducked his head inside, finding Eve and Mark already moving to accommodate the new roommate.
“Hey guys. So, what’s the suit like?”
“Powerful dude. There is so much of a rush”
“Personally, I think the senses are the best, so sharp”
“Cool. So how are we arranging ourselves here?”
“Well, if you two boys go to each side, one leg each, then I go between and behind, like where I was before”
From the outside, it looked like a bunch of cats stuck under a blanket, with all the squirming to fit in. After finding positions, they once more sealed the back. As Wanda retuned, she felt different. A new voice. Before she could think, a wave of pleasure swept over her. It was so intense that she fell to one knee, cum starting to flow. Regaining herself, she gathered her thoughts, noting as well that she was more tender all over than before.
-Wow! Is that what you guys felt the first time? -
-Kind of. It wasn’t quite as strong a wave the first time, but it took us by surprise, so we felt it more. Interesting it got more intense-
-Amazing guys! I feel so strong like this-
Wanda smiled at that thought, as a hand gently travelled up her front. Slapping the hand way, gently, Wanda began to scour for another victim, her nose brushing the ground.
Across the street, hiding in a mirror shop, Amy watched Ken get dragged into the alleyway.
“Shit, he didn’t last long. I hope they don’t get me here, I really don’t want to lose so quickly”
Amy crept closer to the window, careful not to alert the beast. A hand thought it could sneak a little playing, but Amy stopped it, not wanting to make a scent.
She watched as the wolf left the alleyway, sniffing and grunting along the street. The beast clearly caught a scent and Amy tensed. But the wolf raised her nose to the air and bounded into the woods.
Wanda had tracked the scent deep into the woods, further than she expected. Perking her ears, she could hear what sounded like chanting. Creeping forward, a stone circle came into view, with two figures clad in blood red robes bowing before a great stone table. Getting ready to pounce, Wanda didn’t notice the rustling beside her. From the darkness of the woods, a rope came flying out and tied itself to Wanda’s back leg.
She roared in anger, trying to swat the darkness for the culprit. Another thwack and her arm was snared. Looking round she saw the two figures from the circle had joined in, snare guns in hand. A third rope grabbed her other arm. The figures began to pull her towards the circle. Unable to get a purchase on the ground, Wanda was dragged.
“Rejoice Brothers, for we have captured the avatar of the Beast. Quick, tie it down on the Alter!”
A third figure emerged from the woods, his robe embellished with jewels. Clearly the head cultist. They tied Wanda across the stone table, while she snarled at them, spittle flying.
“We gather today to worship you, Almighty Beast! We, as humble servants, make our flesh yours to command! We join you in body and mind, Oh Great One!”
At that, the three figures let their robes fall, revealing naked bodies glistening in the light. They approached the alter, chanting under their breath. The head cultist went first, stepping between Wanda’s legs and spreading her lips. He lowered his head and began to lick. One cultists went to her head while the other disappeared under the table. At this point Wanda was shacking, leaking from her slit. A cultist grabbed her head and kissed her, slobber getting all over his face. He then pried open her jaw and shoved his head in. At the same time the head cultist forced his head into her vagina and the unseen cultist shoved his head into her ass.
Wanda was really not prepared for any of this. As all three worked their way in, bulging and distending her skin so unnaturally, she couldn’t help but squirm with the pleasure the movements were giving.
The last of a cultist was disappearing down her throat while just the calves of another poked out her vagina. The one going in the ass was struggling though, so tight she was. A steady stream of cum was now coming out of her, trickling down the table and onto the grass. When he finally squeezed his way in her ass with a “Plop”, she released a little geyser of cum.
She took a moment to gather her thoughts, as three new minds joined with her. It was beginning to get confusing in there, trying to keep track of which disembodied voice was which. She looked over herself and realised she was a lot bigger than when she started. The ropes binding her had burst. She was at least 12ft tall now, and at least a double K. She stood up to survey the circle, nearly slipping on the cum pool. Grinning madly at all of it, Wanda made her way back into town.
It took ages for her to get back. It would have taken her 1/6th of the time normally, but she had to keep stopping. The pleasure in her loins was so intense she had to keep masturbating to stay sane. You could actually follow where she had been by the trail of cum behind her.
In the middle of the street stood Amy, arms crossed and furious.
“Where the hell have you been? I hid, not wanting to be the first, but No! You saunter off doing god knows what while I stew in this place! Enough! Now let me in so I can have fun as well!”
With that she held up her arms expectantly. Wanda put a devious look on her face.
“No! Let me in now!”
Wanda grabbed Amy then fell back onto her arse. She spread her legs wide and plunged Amy’s head into her slit, careful to not let her wriggle free. Resigned to it, Amy began to work. She lapped her tongue around the rim of the slit, careful to get the clit. Wanda felt the action in waves, powerfully travelling over her.
Amy delved her tongue deeper in, her whole head used to brush the walls. Wanda was starting to clench, squeezing Amy from all sides. Both were being driven mad by the feelings and cum flowing.
But then, from the outskirts of town, a siren went off. Wanda looked up, and after an internal debate, got up. Amy’s head was still deep in her cunt, held there by a clench.
Amy pulled herself free, hair plastered and slicked by all the cum.
“Fucking Fuck Sake! I was looking forward to this!”
They made their way along the road out of town, through the woods, until they reached a gate on the road, with a fence reaching around the town. Standing at the gate was a nondescript man, unassuming in his looks. You might even think he had no face if the angle was right.
“Congratulations, you almost caught and ‘ate’ everyone. Have you all enjoyed yourselves?”
“I fucking didn’t”
“Don’t worry, that just means you get to start next time. Come here Wanda and I’ll let you out”
Wanda squatted next to the man. He pulled from his belt what looked like a wand, with sparkly LEDs on it. He waved it over where the zipper should be and stepped back. He fiddled for a moment before pushing a button on it. With a whoosh and a wave of something, the back of Wanda flew open and 6 people spewed out, coated in varying amounts of cum.
“I have to say, I liked what you three did with the cult thing, quite original. We didn’t expect people try that”
The head ‘cultist’ replied. “Thanks John. I was reading some of the spec sheets and saw you could get in through the holes as well, so we thought we might try it”
“That was so surprising. The feeling of you three sliding in was, just, amazing” said Eve.
The pieces of Wanda started to mill around, stretch and discuss how it had been. John looked over at Amy, standing slightly off to the side, twitching a little.
“Don’t think I had forgotten you. You two can get unsuited too”
Murmuring came from the group, not sure what he was talking about. Amy sighed, deeply. She reached behind her head and gave it a thump. Instantly she ballooned, filling out in places a normal human shouldn’t. She stumbled slightly, adjusting to the new centre of gravity. John pulled down her zipper, revealing a man standing right side up and another Amy 69ing.
“I thought you wouldn’t notice” Amy said around a mouthful of cock.
“She thought if it was a suit of her we’d be fine” said the man, spitting some of her hairs out.
“I am the Games Master here, I know all”
John let the couple disentangle themselves, before calling the group together.
“Thank you again for today and being my Beta testers. You have completed the new ‘Werewolf in Suburbia’ match here. Your things are where…yada yada yada, you’ve all heard this before. Drinks on me at the bar later”
A whoop went up from the group, thirsty after the game. A hand went up. John looked over and nodded.
“What’s the next game your making?”
“We’re not sure. Maybe a monster versus monster match. We haven’t tried that one yet. Anyone interested in that?”