Mated to the Pack Ch. 05

"This identifies you as a pack breeder. It should cause most shapeshifters to leave you alone. It also gives you access to our compound, without question. Any time you're fertile, we'll have someone watching over you, a female if that's your preference. Ingrid has had bodyguard training, if you'd like her. Ingrid step forward please."

A tall, blonde goddess stepped forward, about an inch taller than me, so 5-10 or so. Her body was exquisite, sculpted goodness, toned, but still curvy in all the right places. I had the hots for her instantly, so figured Gretchen would as well, since she liked women even more than I did.

Gretchen's eyes widened in surprise. "Ingrid is beautiful. Thank you, Gerhard. I'll gladly accept her services." She smiled at Ingrid who smiled back.

"I'd like to show you to our breeding room, Gretchen. It doesn't have a bed, because beds don't really accommodate wolves. We've got a platform, which is comfortable enough, but since you specified you'd like to face your wolf, we've also got an OB/GYN exam table which should work nicely. If you'd follow me please."

With a dozen wolves following us, Ingrid took Gretchen's hand and we followed Gerhard to a room familiar to me when I was showing Martine and Melinda what breeding with a wolf would be like. There was indeed an exam chair like in a doctors office, which would keep her legs spread as a wolf mounted her.

"Who is going to breed me?" Gretchen asked.

"I'd like to be one of your breeders, if that's okay, then you can choose any other three you want."

"Why wouldn't I want you?" Gretchen asked.

"It might be odd for you," Gerhard said. "Anita, Jessica's mother, would be your child's sister, and it would be Jessica's aunt or uncle. I guess that would make you Jessica's great aunt, although you wouldn't be a blood relation to her."

"Oh my God! You're right. How freaking weird is that? Jessica, would that be a problem for you?"

At this point, I'm not even sure it moved the needle on my weird meter. My ideas of weird vastly changed once I knew that werewolves existed. Would that be a problem? What did it mean, really. I'd be dead a long time before her child. So would Gretchen for that matter. She wouldn't be raised by Gretchen, wouldn't even be raised in Rhinelander, so I wouldn't run into him or her often for the next eight or nine years.

"I don't think so, Gretchen. Mom might have a bigger problem with it than I would, but she's more broad minded than I ever thought she'd be, so go ahead and do what you want to do."

"I'll accept you, Gerhard." She looked over the other wolves. Eric was one of them. She recognized him from my breeding. "I'll take Eric," she said. She looked at the others a bit longer. She pointed to a black wolf that probably reminded her of Conor. He did to me. "Him, and I'll leave the final choice to you, Gerhard."

"Stormcloud, stay. The rest of you may leave." Stormcloud was a gray and tan wolf, with reddish highlights. From the name, I suspected some Amerindian blood.

Nine male wolves trotted out the door, but several of the human formed women stayed.

"I intend to breed you all of your fertile days until you're pregnant," Gerhard said. "Would you like the other wolves to remain the same, or can we mix them up. A lot of the wolves would like to sire progeny."

"I'll leave it to your discretion, Gerhard. "I'm sure I'll become more accustomed to this as we proceed."

"Why don't you get in the chair, then I'll shift and begin," Gerhard said. "We'll do two this morning, take a break for lunch and do two more this afternoon. As soon as we can detect that you're pregnant, your breeding will be over. That's usually two days after you've conceived. Given you haven't been on birth control, we're expecting you'll conceive on your first try. We won't expect you for another breeding until six months after you've delivered the first, if you still wish to continue. You'll receive your $75,000 payment upon delivery of the puppy. Any questions?"

"No, sir."

I helped Gretchen undress and get comfortable in the chair-like contraption and she put her feet in the stirrups. I held her hand as Gerhard shifted to a dark gray wolf with a white belly. He sniffed and licked Gretchen's crotch, becoming erect in the process as she became aroused from his oral attentions. Ingrid help align his cock with Gretchen's core and he eased the head in.

"You're so fucking big," Gretchen said as the pointed knob entered her. I squeezed her hand.

Gerhard whimpered and Ingrid said, "He can go slower if you need him to."

"I've been using some larger sized dildos to prepare myself," Gretchen said. "I'm okay, it's just slightly fatter than my dildo."

Gerhard pushed another inch deeper and Gretchen moaned. I squeezed her hand again and bent down and kissed her. Her mouth opened to accept my tongue. Gerhard's long, facile tongue started licking circles around one of Gretchen's exposed nipples. She moaned some more and Gerhard got another couple of inches inserted in her pussy. He slowly worked more of his wolf prick into Gretchen's shaved pussy. I looked down to check his progress, and it looked like he had an inch to go before his knot could form.

"About an inch more," I told Gretchen, "then he can knot."

"Uh, huh," she said. "It's not bad. Better than I thought it would be."

I rubbed Gerhard's head. "Good boy," I said.

Gerhard growled softly. "You don't have to tell me what he said," I told Ingrid. "I can guess."

Ingrid laughed.

The wolf got the last of his prick inserted in Gretchen's pussy, giving her the first orgasm, and his knot began to form.

"Oh, my," Gretchen said. "That's an interesting feeling."

"Isn't it," I said. "I can't think of anything to prepare you for the sensation. It's unlike anything I've ever experienced before."

Once the knot formed, there's no thrusting and retreat with wolf cocks. They stayed pretty much right where the knot kept his cock, inserted deep, close to the womb. Gerhard could do tiny thrusts, but they shook your body like a martini shaker, minor jolts back and forth as the wolf reached for an orgasm. Gretchen had her second orgasm as she was shaken, not stirred.

I kissed Gretchen again, knowing Gerhard was getting close. His body froze and he raised his muzzle and howled as he climaxed, pumping Gretchen's pussy full of wolf cum. The rush of fluids inside of her was something Gretchen wasn't used to, and she moaned as she orgasmed for the third time. Gerhard remained knotted for fifteen more minutes, trapping his semen inside of her. There was still enough movement that Gretchen climaxed a fourth time, before his knot shrank and the wolf could pull out.

A flood of fluids began leaking from her pussy, but Ingrid licked the outside of her pussy in human form, cleaning up the worst of it.

Eric followed Gerhard, and Gretchen enjoyed his fucking too. He wasn't quite as big, so it was easier to take the second time around. Ingrid licked her pussy once again when Eric finished, but she gave Gretchen another orgasm this time around, to gather any more semen that spilled out as her pussy clenched in pleasure.

Gretchen didn't bother getting dressed for lunch. Nor did anyone else. The males mostly remained as wolves, and were fed their meat on the floor. My grandfather was the exception. I don't know why he was doing it that way, if he thought it would make Gretchen more comfortable. For her not to have to face human erections sprouting from male crotches, as opposed to big wolves running around with rampant pricks. They were too well behaved to hump your leg, though.

As we ate, I asked Gretchen if she'd like to try something different for her afternoon breeding.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"Perhaps you could get into a sixty-nine with one of the human bitches, and let the male mount you from behind. You wouldn't be facing the wolf, but you'd have your face buried in a pussy, so I'm not sure if you'd care."

"Hmm, intriguing. That does sound nice. Do you want to be on the bottom?"

"I'm not sure if I want to have my face that close to a wolf penis. I haven't worked up enough nerve to suck one yet. He'd probably drown me. Even in human form, they produce a lot of semen. The wolves are used to it. I've been the one on top, though, and that was pretty spectacular."

"Ooh! I didn't think of that. Who do you think?"

"Well, you know what Brigitte is like, and she's damn good. You were interested in Dawn, so you could check her out, but if you're going to use Ingrid as your bodyguard, you might want to find out what she's like. You probably can't go wrong with any of them."

"I like the way you think, Jess. Those are all good choices."

Gretchen had a whispered conversation with Gerhard, and he readily agreed to whatever she asked for. For her afternoon breeding, Ingrid took her place on the platform where I'd been bred, then Gretchen got over her with her buns sticking slightly over the edge, as the black wolf, (I still didn't know his name), positioned himself behind her. Ingrid helped to aim his eight inch wolf cock into her slick folds, then as he began to reach the proper depth, Ingrid lapped Gretchen's clit and the top of her cleft.

As I'd expected, Gretchen loved this version of her breeding. Ingrid was apparently, quite the talented pussy pleaser. The number of her orgasms, more than doubled from her morning sex, She liked that one so much, she decided to try Dawn during Stormcloud's breeding attempt. She didn't orgasm quite as much with Dawn, but as Dawn had shaved her pussy before having sex with Gretchen, she had a much smoother pussy to lick.

On the way home, I told Gretchen she needed to tell her parents that she was trying to get pregnant; and to do what I'd initially told my parents, that I was helping an infertile couple to have a child for money.

"You don't want to announce in a couple months that you're knocked up and going to have a kid you're giving away. If they want to be introduced to the couple you're helping, use Eric and Ingrid. It gives them both a reason to come to your house and check up on you. I'll be happy to tell them I'm doing the same thing."

"You're right. I didn't really think this through. Can you come home with me tonight, and maybe spend the night?"

"I'll need to bring one of my bodyguards with me. Brigitte would probably be the best. That okay with you, Brigitte?"

"Sure."

"Why don't you call your folks and tell them you're bringing me and another female home, and tell them we'll bring food, so they don't have to cook for us."

Gretchen did just that, and her parents said they wouldn't mind if we picked up some barbecue and pan fried walleye at Shady Sue's, which was on the way, so we agreed to bring some when we came, which should be in roughly an hour. She called Shady Sue's and ordered two full racks of baby back ribs and two walleye platters to be picked up in an hour.

"Better make it four full racks," I said. "Brigitte can eat two all by herself."

So, Gretchen ordered four racks and three walleye platters.

"Brigitte, did you get laid today?" I asked.

"I sure did. Spent the afternoon with Eric and Gerhard."

"Both of them?" Gretchen asked.

"And another bitch named Angel. It was quite the little party. Nice thing about being on a werewolf compound is my guard duties are relaxed. Since you're surrounded by your family's pack. I could frolic freely."

"Did you fuck as a wolf or human?" I asked.

"Both. When I become fertile, I need to quit fucking so I don't get pregnant, as I'd be stuck in that form. I'm taking advantage while I can. Rene would take me off guard duty and I'd have to suffer through Quinn's attentions. I like hanging with you for that reason."

"Can't you take birth control?" I asked.

"We can't use IUD's because of the shift, different wombs for each form, and pills are less effective for the same reason. Shifting fucks with the hormones. We think it's part of the whole extended lifespan, no diseases thing. We can use condoms while human, but not as a wolf. Mostly, we just quit fucking while we're fertile unless we want to get pregnant. We can tell when we're fertile by scent, and most wolves will spare you their attentions when you're in heat."

"It so weird to hear you talk about being in heat," Gretchen said.

"You have to realize, that in most respects, we think more like wolves, and less like humans, than you'd think, despite having to spend more of our time as humans in order to interact with the rest of society. It's essentially, what we are. We're far less individual than you are."

When we got home, we caught my parents in flagrante delicto. Mom was sucking Dad's cock while Conor pounded her from behind. I covered Gretchen's eyes.

"My God! Get a fucking room. Gretchen is going to think you're all a bunch of wolves." I said.

Conor grinned. "I am a wolf, though I'm not a bunch."

Mom moaned, then lifted off Dad's cock. "Apparently, I'm half wolf." She immediately went back down on him.

"I got no excuse," Dad said, "except it seemed like a good idea at the time. I thought it would be later before you got home. Ah, fuck!" He arched into Mom's mouth as he climaxed. Mom was eagerly swallowing it all.

"How did Gretchen's breeding go?" Conor asked. He continued stroking in and out of Mom's pussy.

Gretchen pulled my hands off her eyes. "It went better than I expected," Gretchen said. "Jessica showed me this neat way to fuck while I'm in a sixty-nine."

Mom pulled off of Dad's rapidly shrinking cock. "Oh, that's one of my favorite ways to have sex too. It doesn't even matter that much if it's a man or woman I'm sixty-nining with, except Simon gets nervous with his face that close to a cock, so it's usually Conor on the bottom if it's both males."

"Brigitte and I are going to Gretchen's to talk to her parents and spend the night. You three can continue your shenanigans while we're gone without worrying if you''re going to corrupt our impressionable young minds."

"I got the impression you'd corrupted us," Dad said.

"I'll own that," I said, smiling. "We'll probably go straight to Gerhard's tomorrow morning, so we'll see you again tomorrow afternoon. Try to show a little decorum when we come back."

Gretchen had driven to our house, so she left immediately after reminding me of where she lived and where Shady Sue's was, as we were paying for the food. Brigitte and I went upstairs, got some clean clothes and our overnight kit. All Brigitte wore was a short crop top and loose shorts. Clothes easy to dispose of or ruin if she had to shift quickly. Conor was still fucking Mom when we left. Werewolves really know how to show a person a good time.

We arrived, food in hand and Gretchen introduced us to her parents. Reintroduced me, I guess. I'd met them before. Gretchen and I had hung around together in high school enough, her parents knew me.

"James, Sue, this is Jessica's friend, Brigitte O'Leary."

They shook hands all around, although Sue hugged me. We started eating while the food was hot. They'd made a salad to go with the meat.

"So, Jessica. Did you discover that you're a lesbian too," Sue asked shortly after we'd started.

"More like bisexual. Did Gretchen tell you why I'm back in town?"

"To visit your folks, wasn't it."

"I'm sorry, Jessica. I didn't know what to say," Gretchen said.

"Say about what?" James asked.

"I came home to tell my parents I'm going to be a surrogate mother. I lost my job and wasn't finding anything else in my field, what with the recession. I was getting kind of desperate, and Brigitte and her partner offered me money to carry a child for them. She's infertile and can't conceive a child. I kind of talked Gretchen into doing the same thing for another infertile couple here in Rhinelander. She can continue with her art while carrying a baby, and perhaps move out on her own. She'll be compensated $75,000 for carrying a baby."

"Gretchen!" Sue said. "You're going to have a baby? Is this by in vitro fertilization?"

"No, Mom. I just had sex with my first male partner."

"His wife is okay with that?" James asked.

"They're in an open relationship," Gretchen said. "I've had sex with her too."

"Are you doing the same thing, Jessica?" Sue asked.

"Yes. Brigitte was the first woman I had sex with. It kind of broke the ice before I had sex with her partner. Listen, I sort of wanted to apologize to you both. Even though I was attracted to Gretchen in high school, I was afraid to be with her because of the way she got treated by the other kids. If I'd been a little braver, perhaps she wouldn't have gotten treated as badly as she was, or they would have split their negative attention on two people instead of just one."

"At least you were never one of those who made fun of her," Sue said, "so thank you for that. Some of the kids were so cruel to her."

"I know. I heard all of the negative comments. I should have spoken up for her, but I didn't. Too afraid to take a stand for my friend. It made me almost as bad as they were."

"At least you remained her friend, Jessica. I don't know how many times she came home crying after a day at school."

"I can guess, and she never deserved any of it. Deciding to do something like I'm doing, made me realize that. I can imagine the shit I'd be getting if people knew I was having sex with a married couple, even it doesn't affect anyone else at all, and the couple themselves is pretty happy with our arrangement, because it gives them something they can't have on their own. I think Gretchen is amazing for wanting to do the same thing, helping someone have children they can't have."

"It would be nice if she could have a child for herself and we could have a grandchild. We know she'll never get married to a man," James said.

"If she finds someone to marry, perhaps the couple she's helping out could return the favor. Give her a child the way she's helped them. It all depends upon if she wants children. I don't think they'd mind at all."

"They would, wouldn't they?" Gretchen said.

"In a heartbeat. I don't think I should mention names, but a classmate of ours, her husband was infertile. She got some help and she's pregnant now. Brigitte's partner helped her conceive."

"This wasn't done behind the husband's back, was it?" James asked.

"No, he agreed beforehand."

"Wow," James said. "That's kind of risky, isn't it?"

"Not really," I said, "for a variety of reasons. Conor will never interfere in their marriage. The man would never have to worry about his wife running off with him. For one thing, they live in Maine, like me. It was only a one-time deal to give them the child they both wanted."

"Are you pregnant then, Jessica?" Sue asked.

"I just came off birth control, and I didn't conceive this time. Gretchen hasn't been on birth control because of her sexual orientation, so it's entirely possible she'll get pregnant this go around," I said. "I can't say I don't enjoy the trying. Brigitte and Conor are both accomplished lovers."

"Gretchen, how did you enjoy your first time with a man?" James asked.

"More than I expected. This afternoon, the wife and I were having oral sex while her husband did the deed. That was pretty amazing. I could almost forget it was a man having sex with me."

"It was still pleasurable?" James asked.

"Dad, I'm not a lesbian because I couldn't experience pleasure with a man. I just don't have any emotional connections to one. It's like masturbating with a dildo. It feels good, but I don't want to kiss my dildo afterward."

"Is it the same for you, Jessica?" Sue asked.

"I emotionally enjoy both sexes," I replied. "I haven't found the one I'm willing to marry, but I've liked all my sexual partners but one I had when I was drunk. That was a mistake. He was just there. He was like a dildo, and I didn't want to kiss him either."