Bliss

Hi!  I wasn't going to share this since I figure I'd done enough werewolf TFs with some foot focus, but then I figured what the heck.  I wrote it a month or so ago based off of a WIP piece from wwbot when we were just chatting a bit.  It's short but perhaps someone will enjoy it.

"I'm not an animal," she panted, hands gripping the edges of her sink.  "I'm not-augh!"

Pain wracked her body.  She clenched her teeth together while growling, grinding her incisors back and forth until she gasped and spat.  Bloody phlegm splattered against the sink.  Her jaw ached.  She smelled the blood - sharp and rich and tangy - before she tasted it.  Her tongue, thick in her mouth, dragged against the front of her teeth.

Warmth filled her jaw.  A flush that barely touched her dark skin.  Her cheeks stretched fractionally when her jaw pushed forward and the pressure in her mouth receded.  Short canine teeth, barely longer than her premolars and incisors, spread her gums open as they lengthened.  Her brown eyes, streaked with amber and gold, widened and she moaned, terrified at what she saw.

"No no no no!" she groaned, stepping away from the mirror while shaking her hands and tapping her feet.  Her curly afro, held back in a thick ponytail, bounced against her back.

Sounds warbled in her ears.  She sunk to her knees while growling and bending forward, hands pressed against her skull.  Skin slid against her palms.  She gasped and grabbed at her ears.  They tried to twist in her hand, twitching away from her but she gripped them tight, as if trying to restrain them.  They slipped through her fingers as they were pulled to points.  Her hearing returned and she stared, turning in circles at the sudden rush of sounds filling her head.

Just as she thought she'd go mad from all of it, the heat hit her and she shuddered while pawing at the shirt she wore.  A gift from an ex-boyfriend, too large for her but perfect for bedtime.  Her nails bent while her fingers popped and swelled.  The smooth, filed ends of her nails grew into wide claws that bit into the shirt to tear through it.  She shivered when marked her left breast but the wound healed before it could bleed.

Sweat beaded over her body while sable hairs grew around her belly button.  She desperately wanted to touch herself.  To fill the emptiness growing inside her pussy.  To quell the heat drumming throughout her core.  Her entire body was on fire.  The hairs covering her belly button grew long and spread down her perfectly smooth belly.

She crawled on hands and knees and her nipple brushed back and forth against the tears in her shirt while her breasts dangled beneath her.

"Have- have to- get- get up," she gasped.  "Out of- out of here- get help.  I'm not- I'm not- animal."

Her tailbone cracked and she cried out, bowing her back as her spine pressed against her body in a sharp, agonizing wave.  Thick black hairs grew over the bulging skin as if pushed through by her vertebrae.  She flexed down, raising her ass and her panties pulled tight between her pussy lips when her tail formed, straining and stretching the surrounding skin until it raised beneath her underwear.

She snapped at the air, overwhelmed by the feeling of her panties sawing into her swollen, dripping pussy.  Her hands slid on her vinyl flooring when calluses formed a thin layer over her palm and beneath her fingers.  She knelt back to stare at them, panting and whining when she realized how short her thumbs were compared to the rest of her fingers.

They were paws now, made for being on all fours.  Like a bitch.  She moaned and fell back, shoving her palm against her face to drag her tongue over the padding when it bulged against her palm.  Sharp hairs tickled her tongue when they grew between her fingers and around the back of her hands.

Her own scent was growing stronger.  Sweat mixed with scattered fur covering her back and belly.

"Not- not-" she moaned and shoved her paw between her thighs, growling when her claws scored her skin.

Her heat was a molten spike being hammered down her spine into her pussy.  She could feel it radiating from the swollen lips as she shoved her panties aside to force her two middle fingers inside.  Her shortened muzzle opened and she leaned her head back into a rasping howl of pleasure as she plunged her fingers deep.

She pulled her hands away briefly to clean them, moaning at her own taste and when she reached down again, she gripped her swollen, puffy pussy.  Her padding, speckled black, dragged back and forth against the soft skin and she moaned with a deep, lustful voice.

It was changing in her hands.  She could feel the skin moving.  Rolling.  Twisting.  Hardening as it pushed out, dragging the hood over her clit to pull it down.  She howled again and clenched her pussy muscles over and over until cum bubbled out from her folded, ebony black pussy lips.

When she forced her fingers inside again, she snarled in pain.  She was tighter than before and her fingers, swollen by the dense claws tipping them, were thick.  Her palm smacked against her pussy in a wet, frantic rhythm.

Black fur grew down from her mound to surround her pussy before spreading to her thighs, thinner and thinner until they were mere hairs that touched her ankle.  Her eyes focused on the hairs, pulled by the movements as she thrust her fingers back and forth.  Gasping and moaning and whining and growling with urgent need. The sight of the hair was triggering something inside of her.  Something new that needed her cloaked in fur.  That desired the feel of fur against her body and weight against her back.

Mounted and knotted.

Sharp, slicing spasms tore through the arches of her feet.  She howled in pain and grabbed for them, clawing at her soles in a feeble attempt to massage away pain that couldn't be contained.  The skin around the balls of her feet bulged.

"Nuhhhhhhhhaaarrlll," she growled, gnashing her fangs.

Bones cracked with the intensity of a gunshot.  Her heels slammed against the floor.  Veins stood out against bulging calf muscles knotted in agony.  She howled to the full moon hidden above her.  Snarling now, she grabbed at her left foot to pull it to her mouth.  She bit at the wide padding spreading over her forefoot, gnawing at the swollen skin while fur grew to tickle her lips.

The pain was a slow pulse.  She whimpered and licked her arch, like an animal trying to soothe the hurt without understanding what caused it or why.  And so she was surprised when her rough tongue scraped against the smooth, dark skin in a pleasing contrast that sent shivers down her spine.  She pulled back and licked again.  Her tongue wrapped around the foot as the bones scraped together and shoved her toes forward.  This time, she raised her head higher until her lips kissed her big toe.  It was held in place, pulled back from the others.

She swallowed and turned her head, coating the padding covering the bottom of her toes.  She groaned while her head throbbed.  With her foot held in her hands, she touched her nose to the gap between the base of her toes and the trefoil padding over her forefoot, panting with her tongue dangling below her chin and drool dripping freely.

"I'm- I'm an-," she gasped.

Her lips pulled back to flash sharp fangs as she sucked her toe into her mouth and her eyes rolled back in blissful pleasure.  Fur covered her brow and jaw but her cheeks were bare.  Her eyelids fluttered while her tongue flexed and writhed.  She rolled it and slid it between her toes, thrusting back and forth as her fingers pounded into her pussy.  Cum splattered freely.  The dual sensation of her highly sensitive toes against her rough tongue and her fingers stretching her tight pussy was pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

She sucked at her toe as if it were a nipple while her tongue writhed against the padding and the hair-covered skin beneath.  Pain joined the pleasure, sharp and delicious, when her toenail slid over the edge of her throbbing toe to mark her tongue.  Her claw grew thick and she lashed at it, enjoying the way the cutting pain added to her growing orgasm.  As if a fist were coiled tightly in her hair or a hand slapped her shaking ass.

Her orgasm forced her fingers from her pussy.  Muscles clenching and pulsing within until she couldn't control herself.  She tried to howl, opening and closing her jaws with her sharp ears down at an angle but her throat wouldn't work.  A reedy rush of air was all she could manage.  Her feet pounded against the ground.

She fell to her back and rolled.  Snarling.  Snapping.  Clawing at the ground beneath her until she turned herself and rose to all fours with her forehead to the floor.

Covered in scattered fur with thick veins standing out on powerful muscles and a half-grown tail curled behind her, she howled, her voice dropping when her chest cracked open wide.

Her rational mind was still there despite the growing beast and she basked in the pleasures of her change.  In the power of it.  She felt as if she were filled with boundless energy and she'd never felt more alive.  This was right and good and she didn't understand why she was terrified before.

She would need someone to share in the bliss of the wolf.  Her mind was fading fast but she smiled while her muzzle continued to grow and her brilliant golden eyes grew narrow.

But, first, the hunt.