[Part 2]


  I began my upward ascent, my progress impeded by the 
muddy terrain and slicing rain as the thunderstorm seemed to
 further intensify along with my dark mood. My singular focus
 on getting away even as the recent memories strove relentlessly
 to bring me back...


  Morise was the huge trucker who'd agreed to come visit me after
 our correspondense over the internet over the past several months
 and he was indeed everything I thought I'd wanted in a mate and 
then some. After a heated, passionate greeting at the door he was 
already half-naked in my living room not even five minutes after 
his arrival and I lay there obediently on the couch as he'd 
instructed while he'd began to undress. His powerful, hairy torso 
now exposed fully and making me swear my undying loyalty towards
 doing whatever this huge stud commanded.


 One massive hand went to palm the circular belt buckle at the waist
 of his jeans and unfasten the decorative metal from the
 thick, straining leather belt. The top bottun of his jeans came
 undone next and the hairy bastard bared his teeth in a primal grin 
of masterful satisfaction as he slowly unzipped his jeans halfway 
down then stopped. I had been unknowingly leaning up off 
the couch, rising towards a sitting position at the anticipation 
of seeing the monstrous cock that up until that moment I'd only 
seen pictures of that he'd sent me over the 'net. when he'd stopped
 and frowned at my movement.

 "Thought I told'ja ta stay still, boy..." He snarled and instantly
 I froze like a deer feeling endangered. "See, I WAS gonna treat'cha
 ta the sight'a m'huge cock m'self but now yer gonna have ta crawl
 over here an earn it 'cher'self!"

 I swallowed hard and leaned forward slowly, sliding forth from 
the couch, my fingers and toes digging into the bland grey carpet
 that stretched wall to wall on my modest one bedroom apartment 
and slinked my way towards him as seductively as I thought I could...

  "That's it, boy, crawl over here like a dog!" (Ouch, that stung 
my inner wolven pride but lust was driving me now and I was 
determined to do whatever this brawny bear wanted me to do!) I made 
my way the short distance to kneel before him then looked up at 
this bruin giant of a god that stood before me. I started to reach
 for his waist then stopped and only after a nod of approval from
 him did I proceed to finish what he'd started. The thing that'd 
caught my attention (well, the OTHER thing! ;) was that as he'd 
been undoing his jeans and now revealing the beginnings of his 
crowning achievements to manhood that I'd noticed this bruin 
behemoth wasn't wearing any underwear and that first glance 
of promising cockflesh at it's base had come into view beneath 
the wavering forest of black pubic hair. This brief flash of flesh 
that dissappeared down the cleavage of his now unzipped pants 
had revealed a monster girth of cockflesh that already surpassed 
the girth of any known brand of beer I'd ever consumed and the 
thought of where this beast wanted ta go in me made me give a 
slight whine of fear and apprehension for a split second 
before Morise's booming voice snapped me out of it.

 "Well what're ya waitin' for, boy?... Haul that fat fucker out! 
I ain't gonna wait till summer rolls 'round y'know!" I 
dutifully reached into his jeans to grasp this wondrous thing 
around with my fingers as best I could, mentally noting that my 
fingers were nowhere near meeting with my thumb. And the 
distance between the tip of my thumb and middle finger is eight 
inches so this huge bear's meat was at least thicker than eight 
inches in girth and the though of my rectal walls stretched 
around something THAT thick would have dropped me to my knees 
in a faint... if I weren't already on them!

  Mentally shaking that thought from my mind I concentrated once
 more on the task at hand as I used his bluejeans to brace my 
other hand against then began extracting the massive girth of 
cockflesh free, loving the sight of the thick anaconda bowed double
 at it's apex for a moment before the cockhead finally snapped 
free from the confines of his jeans to reward my service by giving
 me a smart, meaty 'thunk' in the face! I held the eleven 
inch, semi-hard monster there stunned before me for all of a 
second before Morise's hand came to rest on the back of my head 
and forcibly mash my face into his crotch, smooshing his cock 
and sweaty balls all over my face and driving his male musk so 
forcibly into my sinuses that I nearly lost consciousness at the
 sudden headrush of euphoria I was in!

 Some things you just do automatically, there's no other 
explanation for it. Nursing and nuzzling on erotic areas of the
 body is as instinctual and reflexive as breathing and you could
 be well into doing it before your mind even realizes what 
you're doing. Luckily this brute of a bruin's cock did gradually
 taper to a slightly more managable six inch girth on further
 down towards the cockhead but this monster still promised an 
ache no matter where it went! But at the moment I was too consumed
 with lust and responce to worry about that. I changed my grip and
 was suddenly guiding that wonderful cock to go as far as I could 
take it down my throat while it was at least half malable enough
to do so and Morise held my head so firmly to his crotch while 
he face-fucked me that his cock made all kinds of 'S' bends and 
turns as his hips thrust forward and I had to brace my hands 
against the front of his hips to keep keep his cock from 
puncturing through the back of my head and skewering my skull!

 Now I usually let my fingernails grow out to a nice length
 normally since fingernails do have their uses (even if it 
is frustrating when they break) and I know sometimes I can get
 a little rough with 'playmates' while we're tussling around so
 when Morise started growling and snarling and getting this look
 of equal pleasure and pain on his face maybe if I'd looked at
 my fingernails then I may've caught the first tell-tale signs of
 my transformation and avoided what would later turn this 
otherwise heavenly experience into the the nightmarish hell 
it'd developed into.

  The rain continued to slash down on me and a wave of cold send
 me shivering so bad the water flew from my fur in wild 
cascades. I ended the bodyshke with a vigorous headshake 
that momentarily brought me back into the now of wolftime and 
threw my head back and gave a bone-chilling, mournful howl to try
 and stall the memories of what followed, instead focusing on 
my intended climb... This was it... This would be the last time
 I would dream... Or have harsh reality rend those dreams from 
me... Once and for all I was determined to be at peace...

[to be continued]