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- 1-Fangface in "The Dark Side of the Moon"
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Kim rarely spent much time with just Fangs. At any sign of danger or adventure he was immediately shown a picture of the moon and forced to transform. She wondered if Fangs really knew that he spent the majority of his time as the furry werewolf, Fangface. Fangs seemed oblivious to that fact, but the inner thoughts of the dopey kid's mind were rarely expressed.
Now that she found herself alone in a grungy hotel room with Fangs after Puggsy and Biff decided to get plastered at the skanky dive bar across the street, she felt a desire to get to know him better. Kim's drug of choice wasn't alcohol, and it apparently wasn't Fangs' either. As soon as Biff and Puggsy were gone, Fangs stuck his hand in his back pocket and produced a plastic baggie of weed and rolling papers. Kim wondered if he was mad at Puggsy, his best friend, because it seemed sort of a dick move not to share with him.
Kim kicked off her shoes and settled onto the bed while Fangs used the bathroom counter as a flat surface to roll a couple of joints. He pulled a lighter out of his back pocket and lit up one. She could see the tip blazing in the dark after he flipped off the bathroom light.
"You want a hit?" he asked as he plopped down cross-legged next to Kim.
"Sure." She sucked, feeling the sweet smoke fill her lungs. Man, Fangs really must have been really mad at Puggsy not to share this stuff!
They sat there in the dark, just letting the smoke and the moonlight broken by the blinds wash over them in silence. After a while, Fangs got up and moved to the other side of the room. Kim was feeling good and high by this point; she had thrown her arm thrown over her eyes and was in a state of deep relaxation, not caring at all that her skirt was twisted, hiked up around her hips and showing off her purple underwear.
Kim was starting to doze off, when she was startled by the tale-tell sounds of Fangs transforming into Fangface. She sat up quickly and saw that, yes, Fangs had transformed into Fangface. She vaguely wondered why he had looked outside and up at the moon, but that thought quickly left her head when she noticed that Fangface was sporting more than just an dorky orange hat.
Between his short, stubby legs a thick pink... dick was poking out rather prominently. Fangface stepped forward, toward the edge of the bed, his pink dick bobbing with his steps. He seemed unashamed, or even unaware of his... display. His dick was surprisingly human-like, not like a wolf's at all. Not that Kim had ever seen a wolf's dick, but she had seen her dog's. She hadn't given any thought to what Fangface's dick would look like, but now she kind of wondered why his dick didn't look wolfish. Oh well.
Once she started processing the sight before her more fully, Kim could see that Fangface's dick was also quite large. Much larger than Biff's. His balls, usually hidden somewhere Kim wasn't so sure of, had dropped down and were now hanging like large furry oranges underneath his glistening cock.
Kim sat fully up in bed, acutely aware now that the sight of the werewolf's cock was doing something to her. She too was feeling rather aroused. Fangface had to smell her arousal. He did have a very sensitive nose, after all. And, even if he couldn't smell her, he could surely see the wetness that had already began to soak her underwear.
Fangface's dark eyes were burning intensely with some emotion Kim could hardly fathom, some emotion she had never seen on the face of any human. All of a sudden the furry werewolf leaped up on to bed. He grabbed her underwear and tore them off, throwing them rather violently across the room.
Kim felt scared and insanely aroused, a strange combination that was heightened by effects of the weed she had smoked earlier. Fangface hadn't said a word yet, and he didn't need to. His strong arms grabbed her and turned her over, so she was on her knees. Her ass was in the air and her pussy throbbed with need. Fangface gripped her hips with his furry hands and pulled her back against him. He rubbed his cock against her ass and down the crack. The head of his cock pressed at her hole and she could feel his heavy, furred balls tap lightly on her wet pussy as he rocked against her.
In her drug and lust induced haze, she felt a shiver of fear at the thought that Fangface would force his cock into her ass. Kim might have been an open-minded girl, but she had never been fucked there before and imagined it might hurt if the werewolf forced his large, thick cock in that hole. But, as soon as the thought crossed her mind, his cock had slipped down and was rubbing against her slick labia and swollen clit. Pleasure flooded her senses every time the head of his cock stroked her clit, and she found herself making soft noises of bliss like she never had with Biff.
Fangface suddenly pulled back and repositioned himself against her, his cock (finally, oh yes, finally) finding the tight entrance to her pussy. Fangface's hands gripped her hips tighter and he thrust his thick dick into her tight, wet heat. The sudden fullness hurt a bit, but pleasurable feelings suddenly took over as Fangface thrust into her again and again.
The satisfaction of having a hard cock inside her, stretching her, was dulling her other senses somewhat, but through her haze Kim could now hear soft "oh-oh" sounds that became louder as Fangface fucked her longer. The werewolf pounded her tight, slick pussy harder and faster and each stroke drew out a deep moan of pleasure from both of them. And, with each stroke, Kim could feel her imminent orgasm build. She felt like she was on fire, like a fuse was lit in her belly and she was going to explode. Everything felt tight- her pussy around his cock, her muscles, her skin- and she wanted release.
She gripped the dingy bed sheets and rolled her hips back against Fangface's now almost frantic thrusting. She felt something inside her shatter just then; the heat in her belly exploding with waves of intense pleasure shooting through her core to the tips of her fingers. White flowers seemed bloom behind her closed eyelids at the height of her orgasm. Fangface fucked her faster as she came, the timing of his oh-oh noises signaling that his orgasm was near as well.
He gripped her hips almost painfully tight in one last hard, deep thrust and she could feel the twitch of his cock as his spilled his werewolf spunk inside her with a relieved "Oh-oh." After he came, Fangface unceremoniously pulled out his rapidly shrinking dick, flopped on his back and started snoring. Kim, still on her hands and knees with her pussy full of come, sighed and flopped down on her stomach. She carded her hand through Fangface's soft fur a few times, then rolled off the bed and padded to the bathroom. She flipped on the light and glanced back at the werewolf before closing the door and turning on the shower.
As she stripped off her sweater and skirt she glanced in the mirror and stared at herself. She thought that maybe she should feel terrible or strange. After all, she had just fucked her friend -her friend the werewolf. But, she could feel nothing but intense satisfaction. The type of feeling that made her want more, made her want to be sated like that over and over. That meant she would be fucking Fangface again. The mirror was starting to steam up now, but in it she could see herself smiling widely. Willikers.
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