Taken by the Werewolf

“Alright, everyone! Open your textbooks.”

Our professor rises from his desk while the classroom fills with the sound of flipping pages. We turn to today’s chapter:

Mammal reproduction.

Beyond the classroom’s windows, stars twinkle in the sky. Night classes…they’re the only ones I can take these days. I figured zoology would be fun this semester, and I haven’t been disappointed.

“You ready for this?” I turn to the nerdy young man beside me, giving a playful nudge.

“Yeah, man. This is important. I told you—I wanna be a veterinarian someday.”

His name is Chase, and he wears a serious expression behind his thick-rimmed glasses. His amber eyes are magnified. His brown hair is messy and awkward.

I’ve had my eye on him for weeks. He’s different than the type I usually go for. Tall and lanky, his t-shirt leaves his forearms exposed, showing off tight, sinewy muscles. I usually prefer bulkier guys, but something about him is alluring. He’s the quintessential hot nerd, completely unaware of how masculine his face is. That small nose and square jawline…he just needs a makeover. I want to reach out and snatch his glasses.

“Fuck, bro! Look at this!” I flip a page, revealing a shocking sight.

A diagram of a cock fills the page, but it’s not just any cock.

It’s a wolf dick.

“What the hell?!” Chase squints, his nose crinkling.

We both scoot in, peering at the strange sight. It looks like what you’d expect, but there’s a single unusual feature. At the base, the tube flares out, creating a wide bulb. I’ve never seen anything like it before.

My eyes comb down the page, reading the caption.

Canine mating differs from other mammals. Once the cock is inserted into the female, it begins to morph. The base swells, forming a bulbous structure known as a “knot”. This structure secures the cock in place, “tying” the male and female together. The purpose of knotting is to ensure that the male’s sperm is delivered as effectively as possible. The tie can last anywhere from a few minutes to over half an hour, during which time the male and female remain connected.

“Dude, that’s fucking weird,” I whisper while the professor begins his lesson.

“You didn’t know about this?” Chase adjusts his glasses and puffs his chest. “After insertion, the penile base swells like a balloon. The increased girth is like a fishhook, trapping the penis inside her body. The two become physically bound—they can’t separate until the male ejaculates. Once the cock enters, her fate is sealed. She MUST accept the load.”

I shift in my seat. I’m not proud to admit it, but the thought makes my dick swell. What if humans were like that? Just think of it…a burly man on your back, his cock buried deep in your body. With each passing moment, his base swells, binding you to him. You try to escape, but it’s no use. You’ve been fused through his dick. He’s taken you. You belong to him now.

And the sex lasts for half an hour. Fuck! You just lie there, accepting him…feeling his power seeping into your body.

Goddamn. I’m a pervert.

Definitely not my proudest boner.

“Hey, Chase.” My voice lowers. “How about we go to the bathroom?”

“What? What do you mean?”

“You already know this lesson. Maybe I could teach you something new.” I reach out under the table, sliding a hand onto his thigh. I stare deep into his magnified eyes. A tiny smile curls on my red lips.

I hear it.

It starts slow at first, but the rhythm picks up.

The pounding of his heart. Hot, young blood pulsing through his veins.

Long ago, I wasn’t able to sense this. Now though…my ears are attuned.

“I…I’m not into that.” He shifts in his seat but never breaks eye contact.

My hand slides between his legs. A long, slender tube grows against my palm.

“It’s ok. I won’t tell anyone.” I rub the bulge.

I’ve been working on him for weeks. Dropping hints. Suggesting we spend more time together. Yes…the nerdy young straight boy. I know he’ll be sweet.

So delicious.

My mouth waters as I rise from the desk, leaving the classroom.

His footsteps tap behind me.

Yes…it’s finally time.

I’ve waited so long for this. Oh god…the hunger builds and builds while he follows me through the quiet halls. This is the other perk of night classes—hardly anyone around. It makes this so much easier.

We slip into the silent restroom.

I move fast, dropping to my knees near the urinals. Chase’s fingers tremble while unbuckling his belt. I help with the buttons, ripping his pants and underwear to his ankles. His anxious breathing fills the air while his long, pale cock bounces and sways.

Just as I expected. Thin. Veiny. And a pair of healthy balls dangling low.

“Just…relax for me. It’s ok.” I move in, setting a tender kiss on his underside.

“Shit!” He flinches. “You’re so cold!”

“Shhh…I said to relax.” My lips caress his skin, gliding along the length.

His muscles unwind. The sensation commands him to hold still. No boy can resist this. It’s natural…

“Mmmm…” I let out a moan while sliding to his tip, inhaling the sweaty scent of cock.

My lips close around the head, accepting it into my mouth. I usually play with my meals, dragging the experience out. Not tonight though. I haven’t fed in so long. I can’t hold back.

My head swivels while I throat the cock, saliva dribbling down my chin.

“Woah!” His knees nearly buckle. “H-how do you do that?!”

His hands grip my hair, pulling me deeper onto his shaft. He’s beginning to feel it. He knows I was created for this. He knows I exist to suck.

His dick has never felt anything so sublime. It needs to release. It needs to plant the seed.

It comes.

A tremor races up the underside, launching hot, creamy semen into my throat. It bubbles onto my tongue, forcing me to savor the sweet, salty flavor. Mmmm…the taste of citrus. That’s unexpected.