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Babysitter Rutting
🕑 Added 2022-07-01 21:44:01 +0000 UTC"Are you guys okay?"
Michelle was, as always, the picture of a perfect neighbor, in many more ways than just her looks, though she was certainly no slouch in that department.
With her long, silky looking dark red hair, almost black, a charming and easy smile, bright blue eyes, fair skin and a kind disposition, she was the talk of the young men of the town, especially since she had never been the sort to cruelly turn boys down, inadvertently giving them the ghost of hope with her.
But Gabriel and Logan knew her even better than most, having grown up with her since they were small children, as she was only a year their senior.
They were twins, almost entirely identical, other than the birthmarks that they shared, Logan's being on his left cheek, Gabriel's on his right. On their faces, that was - nobody knew about the fact that both had a mole on their inner thigh on the opposite leg, except Michelle.
They also shared another secret with Michelle, and it was the reason why she found herself as their caretaker, despite the fact that they were both young adults, and she was only eleven months their elder at twenty.
And it was the fact that they were Werewolves.
There hadn't been a traumatic event in their youth, where they'd been bitten by a rabid wolf or anything. Their mother was a werewolf, and it bred true in them. Most of the time, their father was more than capable of caring for the family when they were incapacitated by the full moon...
But with him visiting family and their mother with him, the twins had needed help. And so they'd called in their neighbor. Luckily, Michelle had already known, and had already helped take care of them a couple times before, and so she had a bit of experience.
The drugs they took to suppress the transformation rendered them weak and needy for the entire day, it caused them to be lethargic and sleepy, leaving them unable to fend for themselves, but it at least prevented them from going on crazy rampages... playful though the wolves might be, having the strength of several men and toughness to match meant that their playing and roughhousing could destroy the house, and the houses of other people besides.
The twins looked at each other, thinking about the question she'd asked...
"We're fine," Gabe finally said.
Michelle glanced over the twins, their dark brown hair looking already thicker than it usually did. "You guys don't look fine, you're all red and sweaty... that's not normal is it?"
"Mom said that it gets a bit... harder with age," Logan responded, leaning against his pillows, moving only slightly, but turning so he could face Michelle directly.
Each of the twins was confined to a bed in the basement. There were three here, normally the third one was for their mother and father, but as she wasn't present, it was easier if Michelle took the double bed at the center of the basement.
"I see..." she mused. "Can I get you anything? Water? A cool rag?" she asked, looking a bit worried.
Michelle was such a good girl, such a good woman really. She'd taken care of them many times, even if she had only been assisting their father... she'd always been nice, she was so pretty and nice...
Logan swallowed, then glanced at his brother, almost hoping that they were of one mind, yet wishing that they weren't. Because the thoughts going through his head were some rather bad ones.
Gabe meanwhile seemed to be busy trying to shake them off, panting a little as the heat got to him.
"G-Guys, you don't look like you're doing too well... the pills, we need more pills," Michelle said, as she dashed to the cupboard in the room, the medicine cabinet that contained the pills the twins needed to take, and she took the bottle, only to find... it was empty. Even worse... she read the bottle label, and realized... "Oh no, these are expired..! How did we not notice?!"
The twins growled, their arms grabbing at their chests, as they began to feel the change.
Contrary to popular belief, Wolves didn't need to actually see the moon to transform. The transformation happened even when the sky was covered in clouds, or the wolf was underground. It seemed to be something that could not be easily blocked, but it was at least weakened by putting concrete between the werewolf and the moon.
Michelle panicked as the twins began to grow, both grow in height and grow in hair, their faces stretching, mouths growing, stretching, changing... little by little, they burst out of their pajama pants, and their bodies became covered in thick dark brown fur, so dark it was close to black.
The two wolves were quickly beyond containment by their beds. Each was nearly nine feet tall, and the twins howled, raising their arms and nearly touching the ceiling.
More importantly, however, Michelle gulped as she saw something terrifying at waist level, and she reread the label again.
"Warning: Expired doses might result in tremendously increased libido, failure to satisfy this increased libido may result in permanent loss of reproductive ability..." she read. "Oh what the- why isn't this bolded!"
The wolves growled, almost hunching over, each of them on one of Michelle's sides.
"G-Guys, boys," she said, raising up her hands, letting the bottle drop. "N-Now, I know you're hungry, a-and everything, but- but you know me, right? It's me, Michelle, your friend," she said. "Please don't eat- eek!"
Logan leaned in and dropped to face level, his big, floppy wolf tongue coming out of a mouth lined in wicked looking fangs, and licking at Michelle's cheek.
Letting out a high pitched, almost keening noise, Michelle felt that if she'd been any more frightened, she might piss herself... but then Gabe came in from the other side, and joined his brother in licking at her face, and with each lick it seemed like her fear melted a little, and instead, nervous laughter bubbled up.
She raised her hands, and began to pet their heads, giving them scritches behind their ears. "Oh you guys," she gushed, "your fur's so nice..!" she said, as they began to nuzzle her, butting their heads against her softly.
Bipedal wolves though they were, they still had a mostly human build, though... Michelle licked her lips as she looked at their tummies. The twins were jacked through no effort of their own, they just built musculature very quickly and efficiently as a side effect from their lycanthropy, but as wolves, they had muscles on their muscles, and more importantly, as Michelle's eyes trailed down...
Big. Bulging. Tappered to a point. The weird shape that some people called the "Red Rocket". Way bigger in proportion... she'd studied quite a bit of veterinary science, but...
Michelle's nostrils flared, as the wolves sniffed, licked and pawed at her. The ridiculously potent masculine scent around her... it wasn't human, not even close. She'd had the displeasure of being too close to boys that weren't clean before, but this... this was different, this wasn't body odor, this was a powerful, potent musk... and it was driving her wild.
And getting wild?
Getting wild was something she could get behind.
She pushed the wolves away, grabbed at the hem of her long sleeved shirt and then worked it off of her, tossing it away, following by quickly taking off her bra.
Almost entranced by the sight, the wolves only gave her enough time to get the bra off before both of them latched onto her chest, big fat floppy tongues licking at her tits, dragging long, lewd moans from her. It was strange, she'd never imagined something like this, and it was nothing at all like feeling her hands on her breasts.
Despite their wicked, sharp looking teeth, the wolves were gentle, and even though her breasts were on the larger end of D cup, the wolves were gentle, and even when their teeth grazed her, it only felt good, even though it left red lines on her fair skin... the pain only made it even better.
She couldn't wait, couldn't hold back, her hands fumbling with the button on the front of her jeans, unable to work it open, unable to take them off - when one of the wolves grabbed her jeans by the front, a nail, turned into a hooked claw by the transformation, caught the jeans' waistline... and went down like a hot knife through butter, slicing the tough fabric like it was nothing.
Even though the claw was so wicked sharp, Michelle only felt Gabe's claw like the bite of cold steel on warm skin, and the same happened behind her as Logan's own claws tore through her jeans' back, the wolves getting more and more into the act of tearing off her pants.
Soon enough, they'd shredded her pants, leaving her only in a plain white cotton culotte, which didn't survive very long as Gabe dove into her crotch while Logan continued to slobber and lick up her breasts. Werewolf teeth caught onto the front of Michelle's panties, and with a mighty movement of the wolf's neck, the panties were torn off of Michelle.
It was harsh, it was quick, the wedgie hurt, and Michelle couldn't even worry about it because. Logan was in her face, and his ridiculously big and wet tongue was invading her mouth, licking it up as if claiming ownership, and Gabe was desperately licking at her pussy, the two tongues sending waves of pleasure from both ends, that converged at her core, somehow multiplying with each other and resonating all over her body.
Sensual energy filled her as a tongue filled her mouth and a tongue filled her pussy, and the feel of gentle teeth on her face and on her crotch made the pleasure even more stark and potent... but the pleasure was not to last.
It seemed that Gabe was satisfied by the taste of her pussy, and the wolves took her to the big bed in the middle of the basement, laying her down. She didn't know which of them was which anymore, as they threw the remaining rags of her panties and jeans off of her, and then each of them took place behind, and in front, as she was laid down on all fours.
She panted, looked behind her, and reached for her ass with one hand, moving her cheek out of the way, revealing her engorged, moist and very ready pussy. "C-Come here, boy~!" she moaned, and felt the big, furry, strong and clawed hands of the wolf behind her grabbing onto her hips, and she felt the sting of them stabbing at her sides, not quite breaking the skin, but reminding her that these were lust crazed werewolves, the edge of danger, knowing they could rip her apart with ease, only increasing the heat in her core.
In front of her, the other werewolf showed her his thick, veiny, almost glowing red cock. The shape of it was intriguing, it wasn't her first time seeing a canine cock, but it was the first time seeing one that looked so enticing, so big, juicy and slimy... It wasn't quite correct, she could tell, proportionately it was bigger than it should be, the testicles were not canine, and the thick white fluid that was dripping from the tip... it stank of human semen, the stench filling Michelle's nostrils.
The taste filled her mouth in just a moment, the wolf whose dick she took into her mouth howling as she went as far down as she could, coming down into the bulging mass of nerves and muscle, her lips stopping as they gave the bulging knot near the base of his cock a little kiss.
Before she could even take a moment to relax and pull back, her pussy was invaded by a big fat half dog, half human cock, and the wolf before her grabbed her head with its giant clawed hand... the wolves ceased all thoughts of mercy, and showed her who called the shots.
She was in absolute ecstasy under their attentions as she gave a forced throatfuck of a blowjob, the werewolf's cock slipping in and out of her throat, the thick slimy covering it had making it go down smooth and easy, her tongue lapping at the slippery reproductive organ.
Behind her, the wolf fucking her pussy wasn't stopping even for a second, slamming its big knot against the lips of her pussy, again and again, each time it thrust into her depths, forcing her to take even more of the cock in her mouth down... not that she cared, she loved it, she loved every second she spent being between these two bestial monsters, these two twins who she had known for so long... who had succumbed to their baser desires...
She was choking, gulping, swallowing, gagging and trying to voice her pleasure all at once, her muffled screams of pleasure, heightened by the feeling of her throat growing sore or claws raking over her hips and back, came to a screeching climax as the two wolves howled simultaneously.
There was only a single instant of horrific realization as her orgasm hit her, because as her body was forcibly relaxed by the pleasure, she saw that they weren't stopping, they kept going, and more importantly, they grabbed her and went with full force all at once...
Michelle's lips, on both her nether and head regions, burned for a brief instant of agonizing ecstasy as they were spread beyond their limit and capacity, to take in the ridiculously huge, engorged knots of both werewolves fucking her, slipping past her barriers and entering her to the root, filling her far beyond her limits, causing her eyes to bulge as her orgasm became a million times more intense...
And then a million times more when both wolves howled again and then ejaculated, their knots almost seeming to vibrate within her as she felt thick, big, viscous glob of semen flowing through their red, veiny shafts... powerful, plentiful ejaculations filling her womb and stomach damn near instantly, and as she realized the flow wasn't stopping, nor were the wolves' knots shrinking, she realized that this was only the start.
She was terribly overfilled, not just to capacity but beyond, the massive knots preventing the cum from coming back up either end, and thus her stomach grew, and grew, until she looked like she was several months of pregnancy in... and for a moment, in her orgasm addled mind, she thought that having some cute little werewolf cubs might not be so bad...
As the wolves finished, she was quite thankful they were not, ultimately, dogs, because their knots actually didn't remain inflated, deflating quickly and allowing their cocks to come out, splashing thick and slimy werewolf semen on her face and ass.
The wolves panted, looking down upon her, tongues licking their chops as they looked down at her, massive, muscular frames looking even more imposing as she was allowed to lie on her back.... only long enough for the wolves to knee walk and swap places.
She smiled and looked at the first wolf as he put his slimy, pussy juice covered cock up to her lips, which she kissed and then licked, before he shoved it in. Near her bottom... the second wolf didn't bother going for her pussy, instead shoving his slick spit, slippery cock up her anus, stretching it fully.
It hurt, a lot, but it also felt immensely good... and as the two wolves she was babysitting began to fuck her from both ends once more, Michelle could only think that maybe this method of taking care of her werewolf neighbors might not be so bad...
And hey, if later on in life she had two husbands because neither could tell who the father of her litter was, well... the twins didn't mind, so neither did she!
Comments
Ignacio Nadeo
Partially, in terms of werewolf size and power, but only just a bit, I didn't want to copy any specific source for the werewolf transformation.
Shynemon
I like it. Did you take inspiration from “werewolf: the apocalypse” RPG table game?
