What We Do For Love
What We Do For Love
Love is a curious things and at times leads us to do very dangerous things for the ones we love. I should know. My girlfriend is a werewolf. When I saw werewolf I mean full-on, humanoid wolf that could easily tear me to shreds when she loses control of her beasties instincts. Thus every month, when the full moon hangs in the sky we have to lock her up. Which can be tricky since in her wolf form her strength is enhanced greatly. We have discovered a work around that quells the beast within, allowing her to exert control over her transformation. Either we satiate her hunger by giving her something to kill, not a practical option for us since we live in the suburbs. Or we satiate her heat, and I fuck her till she is in essence bred. The later is terribly dangerous, but to my surprise an incredible turn-on.
RedQuill