Adventures of Tik Tik: Curse of the Moon Chapter 7

Tags: M/F Werewolf Fighting Blood

Fesrin’s body trembles as he stands there, and Tik Tik sees that his member rises up, standing tall and ready for copulation.

“This isn’t… this isn’t what I want…!”

“Oh, really?” the woman says, moving her hand down along her body, squeezing at her breast. She pushes it up and leans in, her tongue lapping down, licking at an erect nipple.

Fesrin growls, stepping back.

“Look at you… do you want to kill me or do you want to fuck me? What a weak and pathetic man you are. You know you can have neither, not that and keep your humanity. But you can reject your humanity, just the same as I have.”

Fesrin blinks, looking up to her, “The same-”

Suddenly, the woman lunges forward, her human form disappearing under fur and muzzle, tooth and claw. The transformation is so sudden, that even Tik Tik is amazed.

The wolf monster pins Fesrin down, her eyes glowing, her lips pulled back in a snarl, saliva dripping down upon his form. She pins him down by the wrists, and even though she has him dead to rights, she doesn’t kill him. “Come on… let’s see that beast, and you can become what you truly are even during the daytime. Don’t you want that?”

“I… I…”

Tik Tik steps forward, but the wifwolf looks to the kobold, snickering. At the same moment, a dark presence rises up from behind her. Though Tik Tik doesn’t see it, she can sense the seductive smirk of the one behind those eyes. 

 “Oh, don’t you worry, little one,” she says, “we’ll get to you soon enough. Once he finally succumbs, we’ll both have our fun with you, until our mistress decides what she’ll do.

Fesrin groans, his eyes rolling back. Even though this monster is pinning him, he’s still risen at the ready.

Tik Tik shakes her head and shouts out. “Fesrin! Don’t fight who you are! Be yourself, even if that means being a monster!”

Fesrin stares at her, and, with a smirk, he knows what he must do. He nods to the crafty kobold and then turns his attention back to his prey.

“W… what!?” The wifwolf says, but she gasps as he snarls and, with an explosion of strength, rolls over on top of her.

“H-ha, you stupid fool! She growls. “This is exactly what I want!”

Fesrin’s skin becomes covered with a shaggy coat of fur. His muscles ripple with profane power. The cracks of bone mixes with the howl of pain as his skull mutates to its lupine form. All the while, he thrusts forward, shoving his morphing cock deep into the guardian’s sex. But he doesn’t look to her. Instead, he watches Tik Tik, snorting, nodding as he takes her.

The wifwolf pants as he fills her up, shuddering as she’s filled by hot wolf cock. “Yes, that’s it. Me and you, a pair of monsters, breeding a new race of more monsters! And we’ll celebrate our togetherness with a feast of kobold flesh!”

He doesn’t respond, but instead bites at her neck, and the guardian groans, leaning her head back. She howls in disdain as she sees the kobold scurrying off into the darkness of the tower. “H… hey, you stupid lizard! Get back here!”

But at the same time as she tries to push herself up, she feels the white-hot ejaculation filling her up deep inside her body. It is soured by the kobold getting away, but she’ll have plenty more times to have some fun with Fesrin. She tries to push him back, but feels something swelling between his legs. Her eyes widen as she tries to pull herself away, but she falls back down to her back, completely tied up by the werewolf’s knot.

“You… you did this on purpose! You tricked me!”

“You tricked me into this cursed life,” Fesrin says, his hand grasping around her throat, squeezing until her eyes widen in fear. “So, we’ll both guard this place, together, and we’ll make many pups together, and we’ll stay right in this forest Together, away from civilization, away from anyone else we can hurt. Now, then… let us slake our lusts… together!”

Howling in rage, the guardian claws at his arms, desperate to pull him off. She knows full well that those of the same curse cannot hurt each other, that their struggle will continue into eternity.

Fesrin takes one last glance up to the direction of the Tower of Darkness. “Poor little kobold. The potion she made me didn’t work. I just hope she isn’t over her head.

The guardian rolls him over onto his back, ripping the hand from her throat as fur and blood pull away from her, dripping down onto him. “Don’t you ignore me, lover!” she says, snickering. “The two of us have much more fun times ahead!”

“Oh, yes… indeed, we do.”

Tik Tik clutches onto her book, her hood up over her head as she stands before the tower rising high into the dead and dreary land around her. She clutches her book closer, shivering at the sight. The Dark Queen has been hurting the forest, turning creatures into monsters that hunted the kobold down, and now, she must enter… alone.”

“Hey, Tik Tik. You went ahead without us!”

Tik Tik gasps at the sound of the voice and spins around, a smile wide on her face.

Her friends are here!