admiring the full moon
and the strength it bestowed upon us.
Before long, we both got
up, regaining our stamina quickly thanks to the powers of the full
moon.
"You ready?" Stefan
growled, his body already half transforming.
"Yea," I replied, as I
relaxed my mind, magnifying my feral urges in my sub
consciousness.
Covered in her sap, we were well
disguised as plants and with newfound confidence, we headed deeper
into the forest with renewed spirits.
END
:)
If you liked this story, please read the next installment
in Pack Pals in Fucking the Tribal
(MM/m) !
The
werewolf stepbrothers have traversed the forest, and now need to
cross a dangerous canyon to reach the town on the horizon. Their
journey becomes even more perilous when their supplies are stolen.
Cornering the tribal shaman thief, he eyes them lustfully, and
makes them a deal they cannot resist.
Excerpt:
That
was when I felt the feral desire burning from within him. I only
felt that from him when he wanted something, and he wanted it bad.
He looked at the shaman with those hungry eyes of his and the
shaman similarly looked back.
Oh
shit, don't tell me…
My
mind raced frantically as I struggled to understand this bizarre
situation. I always knew Stefan was hyper active when it came to
sex, and we already had a three-way with that dryad Lillian the
night before. But now, he wanted this guy? This strange shaman that
we just met?
I
watched as they approached each other, the mutual fire of burning
passion lighting up their hearts.
Why
all the attraction? I shook my head helplessly as I approached the
shaman as well to claim by my things.
"Your beast power is so… strong," the shaman remarked as he
embraced Stefan.
Stefan whined in appreciation. He did not say anything, he
just whined as the shaman reached down to stroke his long, hairy
wolf cock. "Just how much spirit power do you have…" the shaman
continued, flattering Stefan with his tactful
compliments.
"More than enough for you," Stefan breathed back, his cock
already erect and shivering under the shaman's touch.
The
native shaman knelt down, bringing himself closer to Stefan's
sacred spirit tool as he intended to absorb the werewolf's
spiritual energies.
"Hey
shaman!" I barked.
He
turned to look at my proud werewolf body.
"If
we give you our spirit power, can you guide us to that town over
that," I asked, my clawed finger pointing to the amalgamation of
strange towers in the horizon.
The
shaman looked at me with marginal disinterest. His eyes travelled
from my body down my arm to my finger before looking at where I was
pointing. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Sure," he barked in reply.
That
did it for me, I supposed I would wait until they were done with
whatever spiritual deeds they intended to accomplish before setting
off on a safer journey thanks to the native who would hopefully be
an experienced guide.
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