It's a Were World Ch. 07

"Did your father work with plants, animals, humans?"

"Most of his research, ohhh God," Karen gasped when the buzzing ring settled against the hard floor, "was, umm, on domesticaaaated animals."

Athena's sharp eyes watched as the woman squirmed on her harness, the constant stimulation proving too much to bear. There was something intense about the helplessness, about the innocence, about the surrender to the inevitable.

The girl was inhaling sharply with nearly every breath. She was bordering on hyperventilating. Athena had found that her arousal had plateaued at a lower level, the constant buzz neither enough to bring her to orgasm, or to release her from the potential of one. She hoped that Karen would find herself freed from a similar burden. There was nothing worse than such prolonged agony.

If her father was involved with domesticated animals, that would invariably mean mostly mammals, and canines would not be far down the list. Perhaps Karen was not just a random selection for Damon's harem. The fact that they had manipulated her with a threat to her dog seemed to indicate it was a planned occurrence. Athena was fairly certain that the girl's father was a target in this.

Athena would never admit it, but Damon was proving to be a formidable leader of the pack. She knew that often the male who was most skilled at deception, and most physically capable of fending off direct threats, led the packs. Marcus had been malicious, cruel, and psychotic. Any male who disrespected him, even insignificantly, was usually killed by his hench wolves. Any female would spend days being subjected to his limitless desires. Damon seemed to be more intelligent, an opportunistic hunter who recognized a chance or weakness. She just wondered how he intended to fit she and her cellmate into his plans.

Lucas was left in relative peace as he napped in the living room. Apparently, more of his energy had been sapped in his repeated interactions with Sandra then he had known. A few times, he would raise his inquisitively from his paws as Sandra passed by. Usually she was staring at him, a slightly bemused smirk on her face. He wondered what she was thinking. Was she planning their next encounter? Was she remembering their previous ones? As he felt his cock hardening again beneath him, he wondered if there was a limit to his sex drive. Apparently, in wolf form, it was near boundless.

Sarah's return from school didn't help at all.

The werewolf had almost been asleep when the sound of the front door clicking shut told him that she had returned. He caught sight of Sarah as she passed through the foyer and went up the stairs to her bedroom. He noted that she had changed into a small pair of running shorts and exercise gear. She came and settled beside him on the floor and ruffled the hair behind his ears.

His powerful nose instantly detected her arousal and his head turned towards her crotch, confirming the deduction. Sarah ignored the gesture and allowed his head to settle in her lap, close to the source of the smell. Lucas was surprised to hear her heart racing, and wondered if he really had such a dramatic effect on her.

Sandra interrupted his thought process when she too entered and settled on the floor next to the two.

"I've had a bit of a change of heart with the dog," she informed her daughter.

"Really," Sarah cautiously asked.

"Yes. I think having a pet is a good thing for us. And we've needed a guard dog."

Sarah nodded without saying anything, her eyes betraying her suspicion.

"We need to name him, though," Sandra continued. Lucas raised his head at the possibility of being adopted fully. "It should be a good one, considering he'll be the man of the house."

Lucas would have laughed if he could. The man of the house, indeed.

"So what should we name him," Sarah asked, slowly buying into her mother's change of heart.

"He was Lucas' right. So why not just name him Lucas?"

Lucas liked the idea of having his own name. Especially with the irony of it being true and they never being aware of it. He happily panted and perked up.

"He seems to like it well enough," Sarah affirmed, her fingers scratching his scalp gently.

Still smiling as best he could, Lucas rolled happily onto his back and curled his forelegs into his large chest. Both women's eyes immediately went to his large red member and he watched as they both blushed. He could sense both of their hearts speeding up as they struggled to appear naive to his member. Sandra gave him a pat on his ribs and pushed herself off the floor.

"I'm thinking about going out for a run," Sarah stated pleasantly. Sandra's eyes darted back to Lucas' still exposed member and she nodded her head carefully. Lucas wondered if she was jealous, nervous, or aroused.

"I've got a rope that you could use as a leash," the older woman offered. "Let me go get it for you."

Sarah watched with bemused confusion as her mother ran upstairs to the master bedroom and returned several seconds later with a long rope in tow.

"You keep rope in your bedroom," she teased.

"I had to tie him up earlier while I was in the shower," Sandra quickly replied. "He's very inquisitive."

Sarah giggled softly at that. Inquisitive was hardly the word. Lucas allowed himself to be tied with the rope and obediently followed Sarah from the house.

"Where shall we run boy," Sarah asked as she stretched on the pavement.

Lucas eyed the surroundings and decided that he should return to his ravine on the off chance that his mother or sister had escaped. They would know that he would go there, that it was his safe place.

With a happy growl, he pulled her towards the trail at the back of the neighborhood. Laughing at the dog's urgency, Sarah followed. Together they bounded over grass and into the dried edges of the creek bed. Their pace was steady and exhilirating. Lucas remembered to stay just out in front of his 'master', far enough to maintain some tautness on the rope, but not so far that she would incidentally strangle him.

The exercise was welcome, and his canine body seemed more useful then ever. Without fear at his back, he found it easy to lope along the uneven terrain, his whole body stretching with each stride. For her part, Sarah managed to keep up.

As he neared his small sanctuary, he began to pick up the scent of a female wolf. It was vaguely familiar, like somehow he had caught its smell before. Sure enough, as Sarah and he raced into the more densely wooded area, he spotted a beautiful gray female watching from the sides of the river bed. His mother!

Lucas gave her a surprised yip, both excited and startled by her silent presence.

Hello, he called out to her. It's great to see you! Are you okay?! Where's Athena?

Sarah stood by and watched as the other dog descended from the higher bank on the side of the ravine. It must be the other of Lucas' mother's dogs.

His mother was still silent. When she was close to him, she paced to his rear, her cold nostril dipping beneath his tail and sniff at his testicles.

Mom, he yelped as her nose touched his balls.

Oh be quiet. You can't act too strange around humans, she informed him.

Mom, it's Sarah!

Doesn't matter. Humans can't know about us. So sniff me already.

Growling lightly, his nose dipped around his mother's tail and he inhaled the intoxicating aroma of her sex. Instantly he felt his cock began to slip from within its sheath. He couldn't resist another whiff, and then he needed a taste. His tongue darted out and quickly tasted her.

Now who should be complaining, she teased with a gentle bark.

Sarah had dropped beside the two, and given her sweaty and slightly aroused state, it didn't take much for her to pick up on Lucas' erection.

"You want to fuck her, Lucas," she breathily asked, her voice dropping a notch.

Lucas, his mother yelped at him again, her teeth nipping at his hindquarters.

She came up with it on her own, he informed his mother, his nose sniffing again at her backside. You smell delicious.

His focus on his mother's sex was disrupted when he felt a distinctly human hand stroke his cock. His head swiveled around and he found that Sarah was reaching beneath him, petting his member. Her other hand was inside of her shorts, petting her own sex.

He glanced back at his mother and found that she seemed to be very amused by the events. Her long canine head was already at his rear, so she had a prime viewing spot as Sarah worked over his penis. Erin's head dipped momentarily to the young girl's cloth covered sex and inhaled a whiff of her scent. She was most certainly in heat.

Have you fucked her this way, she barked to Lucas.

No, just oral. But I fucked Sandra, he laughingly growled back.

His mother's head seemed to shake with surprised amusement as Lucas' hips began to pump into Sarah's hands. Lucas' strong nose remained one of the more powerful communicators to his mind and although he could smell Sarah's arousal, his mother's scent was increasingly more appealing. He tried to resist the urge but her watchful gaze on Sarah and his cock seemed to fully involve her. Only a few more sharp intakes of air and he wanted another taste.

Erin yelped when she felt her son's nose press more firmly to her sex. Her tail wagged across his eyes and ears, trying to distract him from his task. But if he was like all the males of the pack, once he had found a bitch in heat, he could think of little else. Sarah seemed too involved in her own masturbatory act to want to satiate him with anything other than her hand. Erin didn't have any of the compulsions about incestuous behavior that humans did. Canines had been successfully maintaining their species by inbreeding for centuries. Werewolves were no exception. And besides, Lucas seemed to be quite talented, if he was able to get two women to drop their bestial taboos so quickly.

Lucas, finding his mother to be only slightly put off by his attentions, delved deeper. After coating his nose with the scent of her sex, his long tongue finally came rolling out of his mouth. With a repetitive snap of its tip, he began to devour her sex, eagerly licking over more and more of it. The flavor was as wonderful as the smell and his whole body felt electrified as he tried to get his tongue further into her small wolf cunt. He was so focused on eating out his mother, that he failed to hear Sarah speak.

"Oh, you nasty dog. You want to eat her pussy instead of mine? Why don't you just fuck her," she teased with a giggle.

Lucas' mother watched as the young woman released her son's cock and then moved onto her knees. She grabbed Lucas by the rope and steered his body parallel to his mother's. The young man was more than confused and his head kept swiveling back to try and return to the deliciousness of his mother's pussy. When Sarah attempted to lift his heavy muscular forelegs over his mother's shoulders he understood what she was up to. Grinning happily, tail wagging in the air, he assisted.

Lucas didn't know about his mother's opinion of this, and still felt some awkwardness in his mind about the act. But she was sexy as a human and he found her incredibly arousing now. If anything, he could just blame it on his newfound animalistic instincts.

With his strong forelegs once more settling on either side of a hot to trot bitch, Lucas felt the innate drive to thrust. As he had experienced with his previous matings, that drive was helpful to a fault. It didn't help much in gaining entrance, as the rapidity simply speared him around her entrance.

But Sarah was more then helpful.

"Calm down, calm down," she huskily whispered as her soft hand guided the angled tip of his cock into his mother's channel.

The young were yipped happily as his dick plunged into his mother. That machine gun pace suddenly redeemed itself. Even Erin could do nothing but acknowledge with her trembling hindquarters that her son's voracious fucking was going to be outstanding.

Sarah, satisfied with her handiwork, leaned back against the sloping edge of the ravine and scooted her shorts further down her thighs. This show deserved some extra attention to herself.

Lucas' mind was wild with the sensations that assaulted him from every angle. The tight pulsations of his mother's narrow wolf channel, the interwoven scents of his human girlfriend and werewolf mother, the sight of his mother's head peeking out from beneath his body, and Sarah finger fucking herself nearby.

Again and again, Erin excitedly braced herself for the powerful drive of her son's hindquarters. Her cunt felt like an overflowing hot tub- wet, sloshing, and quite humid. She could feel her son's knot beginning to push at her entrance and knew that soon he would have her completely, as his father before him had, and as the other pack alphas had. The thick rod unlocked some inner vault of desire, of happiness, and Erin recognized that Lucas was her alpha now. He would lead her, and he alone. As her body erupted into orgasmic relief, that thought was cemented firmly in her most base instincts.

The young male also felt the sense of primal power that came with making a female his bitch. It brought out happiness, lust, and a sense of power. Feeling his mother's pussy clamp down just as his knot slipped into her soaking orifice, would send him over the edge. No one could touch his bitch, he declared with a loud howl. His hose of cock unleashed a flood into Erin's cunt, filling her with his semen. She was his.

The young human watched as the two wolves continued their mating, oblivious to the the fantastical nature of its occurrence. All the high school senior could think about was how easily she had become such a wanton freak- watching two animals breeding and helping them to do it, all whilst plugging her own cunt with her fingers.

Little did she know that Lucas' eyes were now firmly set on her. The young were was determined to bring the human into his harem. He would add her to his collection of two, and would soon seek to overthrow the man who held his sister. Lucas firmly believed his rightful place was on top.

Sarah finished herself off deftly, listening to the excited growls and lusty howls of the two canines. One hand was underneath her shirt now, inside of her tight sports bra, ruthlessly squeezing a nipple while she dug between her swollen cunt lips. The young woman was not used to seeing her sex so full of blood- her lips extended well beyond her mons and her clit had completely discarded its hood. God she was a randy bitch. In a bizarrely inspired quirk of the easily influenced, aroused mind, Sarah let out a howl to match that of her two compatriots as she came.

Erin glanced over at the young girl and could feel the underside of Lucas' muzzle doing the same.

She's a horny bitch isn't she?

You wouldn't believe, Lucas growled in reply.

You know we'll have to get your sister out soon.

I haven't forgotten, the young were responded with a low sorrowful whimper.

We'll need to leave her behind.

I know that too, mother.

Now would be an excellent time.

Lucas noted that the rope was loose and no longer a method to restrain him. She was right. They could go.

But Sarah's sex was a bit faster, and as soon as Lucas' deflated knob slipped from his mother's channel, the young woman had her hands firmly on the rope and tugged him between her thighs.

"Give me a good licking, Lucas," she commanded as he nudged closer.

With a somewhat hapless look over his shoulder at his mother, he turned to the task at hand. The idea of refusing an opportunity for cunninglus made little sense, even as a canine.

Intoxicated by the scents and smells of his human girlfriend's puss, Lucas' long snout delved downward and his tongue was instantly rewarded with the heady flavors of her emissions.

"Oh god, I love having pets," Sarah moaned as she reclined onto the soil floor. Her hands remained fixed on his rope collar, and her thighs flopped over his broad shoulders.

What am I to do, Erin wondered, as she watched her son's concern for his sister evaporate with each fragrant lap of his tongue. Already Lucas' sheath was shrinking away from the long crimson rod beneath his hindquarters. One opportunity gone, she counted. How many more before it was too late?