“Sam…?”
Without warning, Tess was thrown to the ground and pinned on her stomach. Hands and feet shifted and grew thick grey-brown fur, sharp claws grazed the back of Tess’s neck, and within seconds Sam was looking down on her petite girlfriend from well over a foot above her head. She knew Sam went wild at times, had witnessed it when they had started dating, but Sam always knew who Tess was even during the full moon. She reveled in the whimper she received and used her thick wolf tongue to leave her small human breathless. Sam’s breath was coming fast and hot. She watched as Tess took the red cock in her hand and stroked it. “Come on, baby, breed your girl! More of her wolfish nature would come out when she was too excited. Then she gave a weary smile and kissed Sam on the nose. Everything was perfect, she felt like her head was stuffed full with cotton and all she could think about was the beast taking her from behind; Breeding her like a good mate.
