Astronomy For Nerds And Werewolves (Patreon)

"There," I say, staring at the camera attached to the telescope.

It'd taken quite a while to set up but I've finally got it right.  Cardboard boxes and plastic wrap are all piled into the corner of my backyard but I'll throw them away afterwards. I'm way too excited to finally get this all set up and working.

Especially with the super blood moon tonight.

It's already overhead and I've got the perfect location.  Nothing's obstructing my view at all.

Oh god, I can already hear the faint chants of old high school bullies: Nerd nerd nerd nerd.

I guess I can't completely blame them.  Old friends on Facebook are having "moon parties" with alcohol and... and friends and food and everything else but- but- I dunno, I didn't get invited and it doesn't really feel right to ask to join.  Plus, I didn't like those people when I was growing up and I still don't like them now.

'Oh, there's Teona the Twig!  Haha, when you gonna get tits, twig?'

Never.  I'm never gonna get tits.  Spoiler alert, I guess, young me.

Ugh.  Go away, all of you.  I'm having my own fun.

Adjusting my glasses (shh, I told you to go away) until they're up against my forehead, I take my first look through the telescope to find- oh.  Wow.  It's- it's- wow, it's gorgeous.

Faint static on my brain like tinnitus or white noises whoooooshing and whooooshing while my eyes widen further and further.  It's a brilliant red like faded wine and gigantic and so incredibly clear. I can make out everything.

The light burns into my brown eyes like crimson fire, eating through all of it until my own eyes are blood red and ringed by dark black with barely any white showing.

I shiver.  Gasping.  My tongue hangs loose.  Panting.  Sweating.  Can't.  Can't stop staring.  Teeth throbbing.  Screeching as they lengthen, cracking neighboring teeth until my jaw pops and the bone expands in a hot flash of pain that leaves gaps in my gums.

Inhale.  Exhale.  My breathing is ragged.  Harsh.  Tongue licking my lips with a wet smack that reaches up to my nose as it fractures into a black pebbled texture.

Clawing at my shirt.  My nipples are hard, barely denting my shirt with my breasts showing hardly any curves at all.  Tearing, red lines down my chest as the shirt rips easily.  Fingernails folding and curling forward, anchoring to my finger bones until my claws slice through the fabric like rice paper to leave sharp cuts in my skin that heal before they can bleed.

Curly, sweat-soaked fur growing over my chest and back.

Finally.  Finally I collapse to my knees.  My glasses tumble to the ground.

Too late.

Catching myself on my palms.  Thick skin leaving a paw print when I pull my hands up to stare at my claws in horror.  Black fur spreading over the backs of my hands and up my arms.

Pain in my head as my nose crumples, forced forward when my face expands into a short muzzle.  And continues.  I can hear the bones crunching, echoing throughout my brain and my ears bend, the fur covering the back tangling with my curly black hair.

Grabbing and massaging my dark nipples, rubbing my padding against my brown skin as the sable fur spreads over my body.  My hardened nipples bare under the moonlight.  My neighbor could look over his fence to see me and I couldn't do anything about it.

Gasping.

Growling.

Clawing down my body to feel the teats.  Tearing at the seat of my jeans until my pussy is free and strings of cum dangle beneath me.

The heat.

God.  My entire body shivers.  It's lava pouring through my body until it pools between my thighs, burning everything away until I'm so fucking empty inside.  Like I've never felt before.  My virginal pussy is aching to be filled.  To be pumped full of cum. To be bred like a common bitch.

The howl is ripped from my throat.  I throw my arms wide, veins standing out beneath spreading fur and bulging muscle as my tail bulges above my ass.  Drool flings from my fangs.

I need to mate.  I can't think for myself anymore.  I'm there but not in control.  There's levels between me and the beast riding my body.  She has control and I'm watching as she slams at the ground.

I.

I slam at the ground.  Snarling and shaking and shoving my feet back when the soles burst from my shoes and black claws pierce the rounded tips.  They make deep furrows in the dirt as I strain and stretch and shake on all fours.  I feel the weight of my tail and the way it pulls at my body when it rocks back and forth.

Need.  Need to.  Need to mate.  To hunt.  To fuck.  Knotted.  Need it.  Knotted.  Locked in by my mate.  His cum trapped until I'm pregnant from it.  I-

I-

I.

I.

The moon moves, passing into earth's shadow.

Pain.  Pain.  Pain.  Bones pop.  Muscles shrivel away.  Fur flakes from my body, wafting away on the warm wind.  I feel every single bone of my tail dissolving and it's excruciating.  My claws separate from the bones and flow backwards until they're clear and long and just simple fingernails.

When hot knives assault my face, I slam my head into the ground repeatedly to combat it.  The tips of my sharp ears grow smooth and round and small while my fangs shove back into my gums.

And I pant.

Naked.

Weak.

Human.

Pushing myself up.  Stumbling.

Hands against the fence.  Hopping over smoothly.  More smoothly than I should be able to do it.

My neighbor's flood light comes on as I walk onto his back patio to bang on his door.  I'm terrified.  I need help.

He opens the door and his eyes widen to see me.

"Tay- Teona?  Are you-?  What's wrong?" he asks.

I collapse against him and he awkwardly hugs me without letting his hands touch my naked body.  I'm still sweating. I can still feel it even after changing back.

I can.

I can smell his cock.

I slide.  Groaning.  Moaning.  Until I'm on my knees in front of him.  Shuddering.  He's talking but I can't make out the words through the static.

Black hairs push through my nape when the moon passes through the earth's shadow.

Fingers cramp when I tear at his zipper and button.  Growling in frustration until his cock is free.  Limp.

I lick it.  I don't know what else to do.  I've never given a blowjob.  So I grab his ass to keep him from moving and I lick his cock.  Growling with my need.  Tongue stretching every time I do it.  Fingers in my hair.  Rough tongue forcing him to harden.  Bigger and bigger until I wrap my hands around it and my claws touch my palm.  Drooling from his scent.  Base to tip.

And, oh god, his pre-cum touches my lips. I suck it in and then kiss him and then push, scraping my lengthening fangs against the head and shaft until I'm gagging and backing off.

I taste blood but then it's gone.

Pushing and pushing and pushing until he's down and I'm licking his face while grinding my ass against his cock.  My black pussy lips spread to show slick pink muscles inside that glisten under the light of the moon.  Back and forth, back and forth.  I don't really know what to do and she sure the hell doesn't.  She's just frantic and needy and crazed from the heat.

He opens his mouth and I lick inside until he pulls me down and his tongue meets mine.  Twisting together as his begins to grow and his claws tear into my back.  The padding on his palms grips my ass, leathery smooth against the black fur covering my cheeks until he pulls and then shoves and the tip of his dick spreads me open.

I howl and he joins.  My ears reach for the moon, rounded tips growing to points that spear through my hair.

It hurts.  My muscles tighten involuntarily against him but he shoves and shoves and shoves and I feel the tip changing, swirling to a point that pierces me and I suddenly relax and take all of him.  Shoving down until he brushes my cervix and I bounce, short tail waving as my ass slaps against his thighs, flinging my cum over the fur spreading on his legs and my crotch.

He grabs at my tiny tits, almost hidden beneath my fur and I growl in approval as he massages them.  Pinching my nipples until I feel the echo of the sensation in several white hot points along my torso and down between my thighs.

His knot starts as small bumps at the base of his cock while the excess skin of his sheath shoves against my pussy.  I whimper and whine when I feel the knot grow until my pussy lips spread around it.

He snarls and shoves me away.  I roll onto all fours but he's already on me.

Mounting me.

Shoving his cock into my pussy as it folds and rolls and bulges outward.

Pierced, he thrusts, pounding harder and harder and harder until I'm cumming and clawing, tearing up his yard.  When I lean back to howl, he joins again and releases.

I feel the cum needle against me and I hold him tight by clenching the muscles within, shoving back while snarling.  Hoping to knot myself but it's too much for me to handle.

Too much on my first time.

When he's done, I pull off and yelp, shuddering from another orgasm before going to him and kneeling and cleaning his cock, growling with every pass of my tongue until I've licked every inch of him.  My tongue rolls in my muzzle, savoring the taste of our cum.

He growls and stands.  Powerful and tall.  I stand with him and we run.  Leaping over honking cars, claws sparking against concrete as we hunt for the forest.  For our prey.

We wake the next morning, arms around each other beneath a fallen log.  Naked and small again.  Breaking apart with a gasp until the memories hit.  Confused.  Terrified.  Angry.

And then acceptance.  We find our way back.  Hiding from the views of others until we're clothed.  Sitting at a table.  Talking.  Sharing food.  Laughing at the absurdity of it all.

Thinking it has passed until the pain hits later that night and it begins again.

And this time, he knots me and I've never felt anything better in my entire life.