Sara stumbled around in the dark in a drunken haze. She had just come from Club 647, a local dive bar and had now stumbled into an ominous dark alley as she sang drunkenly to herself. Deep in the alley two menacing yellow eyes spied her and an bellowing howl broke the night.

"Hello Puppy!", Sara said with a drunken smile, "You need someone to pet you?"

Out from the darkness came a well muscled half-man half-wolf creature and it fixed hungry eyes on Sara. Before Sara could process what was going on the werewolf pounced. And had her in its heavily muscled grip. The beast's drool dripped on to her blouse and it's stinking breath penetrated Sara's nostrils. Sara felt her pants wet as her bladder emptied as she felt fright.

"Well, you're a big puppy aren't you?", Sara said with a quivering voice as she tried to make sense of her perilous situation.

The beast then used its claws to rip off Sara's blouse and expose her breasts which it eyed for a moment before ripping off most of the rest of her clothes and inspecting at her pussy. The Beast then began roughly fingering Sara's maidenhood with its sharp claws.

Sara groaned with pleasure as the claws teased her. So, he wasn't interested in a meal it seemed. Sara then found herself getting wet as fantasies of living out a real life paranormal romance novel filled her drunken head and she found her hands unconsciously massaging her werewolf captor's muscled body.

The werewolf bellowed a howl and Sara found herself roughly turned about and positioned on all fours as she got more and more excited in her drunken state. Then the werewolf penetrated her with his rather large wolf cock. Sara felt her insides race as the werewolf thrust again and again into her. Sara felt herself go weak and her toes curl as she was taken to heights of passion by her monstrous partner. With a hard push she took the knot that was at the base of the werewolf's cock and Sara screamed in pleasure as she felt the werewolf's hot seed flow into her and warm her womb with fiery passion. Sara could barely contain herself as she quivered in orgasm and was reduced to moaning as she went nearly limp from all the pleasure cascading through her frame.

Sara was basking in divine pleasure when she felt the werewolf grab her tightly and then rake his razor sharp claws across her supple neck. Sara's world slowly went black as she faded into oblivion still cooing in pleasure.

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