Beastmen & Shapeshifters: Three Breeding Stories

Beastmen & Shapeshifters: Three Breeding Tales

By

Vivian
Leigh

Copyright 2012 Vivian
Leigh

All rights
reserved.

***

Rescued by Wolves

The small two seat airplane buzzed along at a hundred twenty
knots. Kelli adjusted the trim to keep the plane level and looked
out the window. The countryside was all rolling hills carpeted with
evergreens and dotted with lakes. Minnesota in the fall could be
hot and humid, but at nine thousand feet it was a cool seventy
degrees.

When the motor cut out she didn’t quite believe it. One
moment the steady drone was there and the next all she could hear
was the whistling of the wind. She went through the restart
checklist, but nothing happened when she turned the magnetos to
“start.”

She clicked the radio to the emergency frequency. “Mayday,
mayday, this is November Fiver Fiver Fiver Charlie Papa. I’ve
lost my engine and it won’t restart. I’m putting down
approximately one hundred forty miles northwest of
Minneapolis.”

She adjusted the pitch of the aircraft and looked for a safe
place to put down. The hills and trees looked forbidding, but she
finally saw what looked like a big meadow near a lake further
north. She adjusted course and kept a careful eye on her speed as
she approached.

From a thousand feet to fifty feet everything happened in slow
motion. She stayed just above stall speed by adjusting her pitch.
Time stretched out and the feet trickled off the altimeter. The
trees crept along beneath her.

At a hundred feet everything snapped into fast-forward. The
trees whipped past on either side. The ground rushed to meet her.
She pulled up on the nose and bled off more speed. The stall
warning horn sounded and a moment later the wheels smacked down
into the dirt. They slid along and she tried to keep the nose
pointed in one direction.

The plane came to rest in the middle of the meadow and Kelli
realized she was holding her breath. She sucked in air and clenched
her fists around the yoke.

She picked up the radio again. “This is November Fiver
Fiver Fiver Charlie Papa. I’m safely on the
ground.”

There was no response but static.

“Okay, Kelli, the best thing to do is stay with the plane.
Any search party will see it,” she said to herself.

She pushed open the door and hopped out. The grass crunched
beneath her shoes. The wind blew gently and carried the scent of
fresh air and pine trees. She walked around the plane and inspected
it for damage. Everything looked normal. She opened the fuel tank
and shook the wing. The sound of fuel sloshing was clearly audible.
So I didn’t run out of gas.

She shrugged and climbed back into the cockpit and settled in to
wait.

***

Kelli woke when it was still dark out. The moon was close to
full and its light lit the meadow around her. She looked out over
the nose of the plane and saw a pair of dark dog-like shapes
standing a dozen yards from the plane. Their yellow eyes glowed in
the moonlight.

Her heart raced. She wiped her clammy hands on her jeans. The
animals paced around the plane and she saw that they were big
northern timber wolves. Another wolf rose from behind the first
two.
I didn’t even notice it.

The three wolves circled the plane and came to a stop near the
right wing. They pivoted as a unit and stared at the tree line.
Another pack of wolves emerged from the trees.

One of the wolves in the first pack howled and two of them
charged toward the pack. The last wolf looked back at her and
stared her right in the eye until she looked away. It turned back
and watched the other wolves snap and bite at each other.

She couldn’t see the details, but the howls and the yips
were audible. The wolves sound angry. Very, very angry. A flicker
of motion in the corner of her eye caught her attention. She looked
back to the wolf near the plane and gasped in shock.

One moment there was a wolf standing before her. Then, in the
space of a second, its shape contorted from a four legged creature
into a two legged human. Where there had been a shaggy wolf a
moment before there was a handsome man dressed in jeans and a
t-shirt.

The man waved at her and walked to the plane. He stopped a few
feet away. “Ma’am, you should come with me. The Luongos
are bringing in reinforcements.”

Kelli sat and looked at the man, dumbstruck. “What…
How… Huh?”

A particularly loud yip carried across the meadow from the
fight. The man looked over his shoulder. “We need to go.
Now.” He pulled the door of the plane open and beckoned for
her to get out.

She took his outstretched hand and climbed out of the plane. She
reached back for her suitcase.

“Leave it. Let’s go.” He motioned for her to
follow and trotted away from the plane.

Kelli grabbed her jacket and hurried to follow the wolf. He led
her away from the fight and into the trees on the opposite side.
“What are you?”

“Your savior. I’m going to shift back. Just follow
me. I won’t get too far ahead.” He shifted back to wolf
form and led her through the trees.

She stumbled along behind him and squinted in the dim moonlight
beneath the pines. His darkened form flitted in and out of the
shadows, but she was able to follow him. After a time they reached
a stony path up into the hills.

The wolf shifted back to man form. “Up here is our home.
The Luongos wouldn’t dare follow us inside.” He shifted
back to wolf form and scrambled up the path. Small stones rattled
back down behind him.

Kellie sighed and followed as best she could. She was out of
breath when she reached a clearing midway up the slope. When the
wolf trotted into a cave, she decided that she’d had enough.
“No way I’m going in there.”

The wolf came back out and shifted to man shape. In the
moonlight of the clearing she could see that he was powerfully
built with broad shoulders and defined muscles beneath his t-shirt.
“Suit yourself.”

He walked into the cave again and this time she noticed a shaft
of line shine out when he pushed some kind of curtain aside. The
smell of stew wafted out and made her stomach rumble. She realized
that she hadn’t had anything to eat since breakfast nearly
twenty-four hours ago.

She sighed and followed him into the cave.

The curtain appeared to be some kind of giant animal skin. She
pushed it aside and stepped into warmth and light. Something passed
over her when she entered. Something invisible, but palpable. The
man was sitting on a fur covered bench and swirling a ladle in the
pot.

“It’s rabbit stew, if you’re
interested,” he told her.

“Sure.”

He ladled some of the thick broth into a wooden bowl and passed
it to her before handing her a normal looking metal spoon.

“Don’t burn your mouth,” he told her.

She blew on the stew and looked around the cave. It was large
and the walls were hung with furs. Fur pallets lined the walls. She
couldn’t tell how far back it stretched, but the furs made it
seem relatively shallow.

The man saw her looking around. “They others should be
back soon. They were just trying to delay the Luongos.”

“What are Luongos? And what are you?”

He smiled a wide toothy smile. “I, my dear, am a werewolf.
As are the Luongos. But they are feral, wild creatures that are
more wolf than man. They would not have treated you well had they
reached you before we did.”

She shook her head, not understanding what he meant. The whole
concept of werewolves hadn’t really registered yet. “I
need to get back to my plane in the morning. The search party will
be looking for me.”

“Of course. The rest of the pack should return shortly.
We’ll escort you back after dawn.”

Kelli nodded and ate her stew. She set the empty bowl down
beside her and yawned.

The man pointed toward a pallet. “Feel to free to lie
down. I’ll keep watch.”

She wanted to stay up, but she was completely exhausted. She
crawled to the indicated pallet and flopped onto it. It was warm
and soft and smelled of pine needles and musk. She was asleep in
seconds.

***

Kelli woke to the sound of panting. She opened her eyes and
propped herself up on an elbow. A pair of muscular men were bent
over by the fire. Both were completely nude. And one was fucking
the other in the ass.

She lay back down before they noticed she was awake. She watched
them from behind half closed eyes. Neither were the man that had
led her to the cave earlier in the night, but both were fit and had
clearly defined muscles. The one in the back had hold of the
other’s hips and thrust his cock into him with long, deep
motions.

She closed her eyes and listened to the soft slap of flesh on
flesh. She reopened them to see if the men were still there. They
were. She tried to decide if she should be shocked or terrified or
disgusted. After watching their quiet fucking she realized that she
was just aroused.

She reached a hand to her jeans and stroked herself through the
denim. She fumbled the buttons open and slid her hand inside the
jeans. Her fingers were warm when they reached her crotch. She slid
a long middle finger between her folds and stroked the wetness from
her pussy up to her clit. She massaged the finger over her
sensitive nub and took a deep breath. She watched the two male
lovers fuck before her while she stroked herself.

The man in the back brushed his hand along the other’s
flank and reached around to the front. He took his partner’s
cock in his hand and stroked his fist up and down its length. Kelli
slipped a finger into her pussy and imagined that it was that big
cock inside her instead. The two lovers had a matching rhythm. The
one in back thrusting into the other even as he stroked the
other’s cock. Kelli’s finger slipped into her pussy and
moved in time with the men.

The curtain that enclosed the cave rustled. Kelli watched the
man that had led her to the cave duck inside. He looked at the two
men humping and sighed. She closed her eyes and pretended to be
asleep.

“Gentlemen, have you forgotten that we have a
guest?”

The one in the back responded. “She’s asleep, Dan.
She was worn out.”

Dan laughed. “She’s not asleep. Your lust is
overwhelming your nose.”

Kelli could hear footsteps approaching her. A hand touched her
shoulder.

“If you want to sleep, I’ll send the love birds
outside. No need to fake it to be polite, though.”

Kelli opened her eyes and looked at him. She could smell him. It
made her even more horny. “It’s okay. I’m a guest
here. They can do what they want.”

She stroked her finger along her slit and licked her lips. Her
eyes flicked from the handsome man before her to the two nude men
still fucking by the fire. She didn’t know what had come over
here. She positively ached for a good lay.

Dan looked at her, a puzzled expression on his face. “Are
you sure?”

“Very.”

He looked at her a moment longer and stood.

“Dan.” She bit her lip.

He looked back at her. “What?”

“You don’t have to go.”

He looked confused.

“Come here,” she told him.

He crouched before her. “What do you need?”

She pulled her blanket open and motioned for him to climb in
with her.

Dan smiled that big, toothy smile again. “Oh.” He
snuggled into the blanket with her. “What do you have in
mind?”

She tugged at his shirt and watched him pulled it off. Once he
was topless, she stroked a hand over his powerful chest.

She took his hand in hers and guided it to her pussy. He let her
place her fingers on her lips and stroke them over her slick
skin.

Dan wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to him. They
snuggled chest to chest, her ample breasts pressed into his pecs.
His other hand rubbed her pussy and she thrust herself against
it.

She opened her mouth and moved it toward his. He met her and a
spark passed between them as their lips made contact. He was as
hungry as she was. Their hot, wet tongues collided and chased each
other to and fro. She nipped his lip with her teeth and pushed her
hips into his hand. A finger slipped inside her.

She writhed against the finger and sucked his mouth. Her hands
reached for his jeans and unbuttoned them. She pulled away from his
mouth.

“Get these off.”

They worked together to pull his pants away. There was nothing
beneath them other than his well-formed cock. She wriggled out of
her own pants and kicked them to the bottom of the sleeping pallet.
His cock pressed against her soaking pussy. He thrust at her and
penetrated easily.

“Oh,” Kelli gasped. She pushed him to his back and
wriggled to the top. The blanket draped over her back and formed a
tent around them.