His Special Kiss (BBW First Time Shapeshifter Pregnancy Romance)

by Angelina Moore

  But there was a part of her that was wary. What kind of a guy is this? There was something strange about the way he talked, as if there was some kind of hypnotic power in his voice. And what was the thing that was going to happen tonight? She had no idea what was going on, but one thing was definitely clear: this wasn’t a normal guy.

  But she found that she couldn’t deny him. Without a word, she laid back on the table and let him get back to it. He poured some more oil onto her thighs and went straight in. There was no teasing, this time.

  He slid a finger onto her nub and lightly pressed down. All at once, Emily felt a kind of pleasure she’d never felt before. She gasped as he started to slowly move his finger around, her moans getting louder with each second. She felt her orgasm begin to grow inside of her as he moved two fingers into her pussy.

  She gripped the sides of the table as he began to slide his fingers in and out of her pussy. The oil on his fingers combined with her already wet pussy, made her more turned on then ever. Just when she felt her orgasm rise to the surface, he paused and straightened up, towering above her.

  “Emily, I’m going to show you something that I know you’ll like. You have to trust me though, I will not hurt you. I can tell when I’ve found the right person. And you, Emily are the right person,” he said, removing his clothes.

  As he took his clothes off, Emily felt her pussy get even wetter. He had a gorgeous chest ringed with pure muscle and a perfect six pack. His biceps bulged as he reached down and undid his pants. Emily’s eyes snapped onto his cock as she watched it slowly rise in the dim light of the full moon.

  There it was, the very first cock Emily had ever seen. Before she could even take the time to admire it, he did something strange. He looked up through the window on the roof and let out a strange animal howl. How could a human make that sound? Emily stood up as she watched him move to the corner of the room where the moonlight was brightest.

  Nothing happened for a minute or two. Emily stood behind the table and waited for him to do something. Then, just as she was going to gather her clothes and leave the room, something happened.

  She noticed short, brown hair growing from everywhere on his body. He grew taller and taller and his muscles bulged as his face grew a snout. But Emily’s attention was completely on the cock that was now growing even longer and faster in between his legs. Emily felt her fear melt away as she stared at it, imagining it thrusting into her.

  When the transformation was complete, Emily found herself staring at some kind of animal. It looked like a gigantic wolf.

  “W-what are you?” she asked it.

  “I am what your people call a werewolf. Do not worry, because I promise I will not harm you. I never harm humans unless they harm me first. I will not harm you, but I am going to fuck you.”

  His voice made her pussy throb with desire. It seemed to come from somewhere deep inside her mind. His mouth hadn’t even moved. All she knew was that his voice and the cock between his legs was making her wetter and wetter. She felt her fear melt away the longer she stared at it, growing more lustful by the second.

  “Please… fuck me,” she said, wanting nothing more than his cock.

  She saw him grin as he slowly stalked over to her, his cock growing with each step. It was now bigger than any cock she’d ever seen in her life. She’d watched a lot of porn, but she knew no porn star cock could ever begin to compare.

  When the beast reached her, he didn’t hesitate. He grabbed her breasts with his paws and buried his face in them, lapping up the oil. She moaned and leaned her head back against the wall as he worked that magical tongue, probing her nipples and making her pussy wetter than ever. His tongue lashed out, swirling around one nipple and then the other, taking care to give them equal treatment.

  When he’d finished with her breasts, he quickly moved his tongue down to her sweet spot. Instantly, Emily felt her orgasm start to build once more. He flicked his tongue across her nub, making her shiver with pleasure. He swirled his tongue around her as Emily felt her legs start to shake. It was a good thing he was there to hold her, otherwise she would have collapsed with pleasure.

  He pushed his tongue into her pussy, working it harder and faster than he’d done his fingers. He gently nibbled at her inner thigh, making her gasp with pleasure once more. His tongue slid in and out of her folds quicker than she thought possible. She thought this was incredible, but she wanted more. She wanted his cock.

  She reached for it tentatively, not knowing quite what to do. He grinned and nodded at her, urging her to suck. She got on her knees and grabbed his cock, getting used to the feel of it. It really was huge; she knew she’d never fit the whole thing in her mouth. She ran her hands up and down it, slowly massaging it as he gave a growl of pleasure.

  But the wolf couldn’t take too much teasing. He pressed his paw to the back of her head, wanting her warm mouth around him. She grinned and obliged. She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked gently. He gave another growl as she took him all the way in her mouth, his cock reaching the back of her throat.

  She was right. It couldn’t fit in her mouth it was so big. She pulled him out of her throat and took him again, covering his cock in her spit. He grinned and leaned his head back as she had done.

  Again and again, she took him in her mouth as she began to bob up and down on him. He groaned and growled and Emily could tell he was enjoying this. She pulled him out once more and ran her tongue and lips across the underside of his cock, making sure his whole package was covered in her spit.

  The wolf wanted more now, though. He wanted that sweet pussy. Emily gasped as she felt herself being pulled up gently. She felt him lift her up with his huge arms as easily as he’d lift a paper bag. She giggled as she felt him slowly lower her down right onto his humongous, rock hard cock.

  Instantly, she felt like she’d died and gone to heaven. She felt so fucking full as he pushed it deeper into her. Her breasts fell onto his hairy chest as he got her in all the way. He held her there for a second, letting her get used to his cock. She thought she could see spots popping in front of her eyes.

  Never before had she felt anything as incredible as this. It did hurt a little, but the pain was quickly replaced with nothing but pure pleasure. She felt him pull back and back in again, slowly but firmly. He thrust in and out of her faster and faster, each thrust sending bolts of electricity racing down their bodies.

  Her breasts bounced up and down on his chest as he pounded into her, fucking her like a real woman. Never had Emily felt more powerful than when she was getting fucked like this. He picked up the pace as Emily felt her orgasm build once more, fighting to get to the surface.

  His cock slid in and out of her at speeds she didn’t even know were possible. She wrapped her arms around his back as he fucked her. She felt his huge muscles ripple on his back and felt her pussy get even wetter. Just as she felt herself lose control, he stopped. He pulled out of her and flipped her around so that she was on all fours facing the wall.

  Without a word, he pushed himself into her, thrusting with a renewed vigor. Emily couldn’t even see the wall in front of her. All she saw were fireworks exploding in front of her eyes as he ripped into her.

  Emily couldn’t control it anymore. She felt her orgasm tear through her body, canceling everything out. She couldn’t see, couldn’t hear and couldn’t think. The only thing that she felt was the massive fireball of pleasure erupting from between her legs. She screamed as she felt her body release, sending waves of cum onto his rock hard cock.

  He howled at the moon the same time her cum splashed onto him and she realized he was losing control himself. His cum seeped into her pussy, filling her body up completely and hitting all of her most sensitive spots.

  She collapsed onto the carpet, exhausted from her fucking. She turned around and saw his body slowly change back into a human, more gorgeous than ever. When he finished transforming, he flashed her a smile and got dressed.

  She sa
t up reluctantly and found her own clothes. It was hard to believe this all started with her friends telling her to get a massage. When she finished getting dressed, she looked across the room at him. Even though they were across the room, she felt his eyes penetrating her mind, as if he wanted more of her.

  “That was fucking awesome,” she said, walking over to him.

  He grinned at her.

  “Yeah it was, Emily. My name is Eric, by the way,” he said, extending his hand.

  “Good to meet you Eric. Any chance you and I could get together again sometime?”

  He laughed.

  “Of course. You can become a regular here, and I promise I won’t charge you a thing. I’ll give you free massages if you want. By the way, are you up for another round tonight?”

  She smiled and kissed him full on the lips.

  “As long as that cock is in me again, I’m up for anything you want,” she whispered, her hand slowly inching down to the front of his pants.

  ***

  She became much more than just a regular though. Within a few weeks of their first fucking, Eric offered to let her live with him. A few weeks after that, she began to work at the massage parlor.

  Several months had gone by since they’d met and Emily was having the best time of her life. She was working at a great job with a great boyfriend. The best thing about everything though was that she was now pregnant.

  In a way, she had known all along that the first time they fucked was more than just an average fuck, even if it was with a werewolf. No, she knew Eric hadn’t worn protection and realized a part of her wanted to get pregnant. She couldn’t imagine being with anyone else other than Eric and she couldn’t wait to see what the future had in store for them.

  Desire of the Packmaster

  Abby was getting pretty sick and tired of her living situation. She’d been living in her apartment for only a month and already she wanted out. She had to call the plumber twice because of some leaky pipes, and now her AC didn’t work.

  On top of that, her landlord refused to help her with anything and even started to charge her more for rent. He never returned her calls and would always be suspiciously ‘away’ whenever Abby tried to visit him for help. Basically he was being a gigantic asshole. But Abby knew exactly why he didn’t like her.

  She met her landlord the day she moved in. At first he seemed to be a nice guy, and he was very helpful in showing her around. When Abby finished the tour, he offered her a place to stay. Unfortunately that place happened to in bed with him. She turned him down.

  Besides the fact that he was weird (who the fuck asks for sex right off the bat like that?), she’d never been with a man before and was too nervous to go ahead with it. She was afraid she wouldn’t be able to please him.

  But ever since then, her landlord has disliked her. Every time she saw him and tried to ask him for help, he just mumbled “fat girl” insults at her. Abby was a curvy girl and had been dealing with that shit all her life, so that wasn’t what really bothered her. But she was tired of living in a piece of shit apartment with a piece of shit landlord. She needed to find a new place and fast.

  Abby was a student at the local community college. Her major was communications, but she really loved researching paranormal stuff. She really loved anything to do with the supernatural. All of her favorite TV shows were shows like Supernatural, The X-files, and True Blood. She even had posters of mythical creatures like werewolves and vampires decorating her walls.

  Every so often, she imagined herself being magically whisked away by a sexy werewolf or a sexy vampire or something. She just wanted to learn more about them. She dreamed about them constantly, hoping that one day she’d get the chance to meet one. But in her heart, she knew they didn’t exist. She may love the supernatural, but she knew none of it was real. It didn’t hurt to dream though, right?

  One night, after the landlord failed to return her call about the bad piping, she decided she needed a drink. She got into her car and drove down the block to the local bar. It was a pretty quiet bar compared to the others around town, but Abby was fine with that. She just wanted to be left alone.

  She walked through the door of the bar and found that it was unusually empty. There was an older looking woman sitting in the corner facing the door, but other than that it was just the bartender. Abby sat down at the counter and ordered her usual drink, a 7 and 7.

  She was vaguely aware of the bar door opening behind her and found herself getting lost in her thoughts as she waited for her drink.

  Where am I supposed to live now? How am I supposed to afford it? There aren’t any other apartments in the area. It was my own fault I went ahead with that place knowing the landlord was an asshole.

  Suddenly a man sat down right next to her at the counter, interrupting her musing. She was about to move away and find another seat, but she stopped when she saw the man’s face. Holy. Shit.

  He had gorgeous, electric blue eyes that seemed to pierce her soul as she gazed into them. He had a tanned, handsome, face complete with a set of cute dimples. She could see his muscles bulging underneath his shirt as he waved to the bartender.

  “It’s on me,” he said in a deep, sexy voice that made her feel like she was floating in heaven.

  He turned to Abby and gave her a perfect, blinding smile. Already Abby found herself entranced with this man. What the hell was wrong with her? She’d never felt anything like this before and she didn’t know what the hell was going on. Her heart was racing at a million miles a minute and she felt a wave of pure desire wash over her body. Even though she knew she was a curvy girl and probably didn’t have a chance in hell with him, she wanted him. Badly.

  She figured it would probably be better if she talked with him first and got to know him before throwing herself at him.

  “S-so why are you buying me a drink?” she blurted, unable to think of anything else to say.

  He continued to smile that incredible smile.

  “Oh I just figured you could use one. My name is Zack, by the way.”

  He extended his hand and Abby took it. Instantly, Abby felt a spark of electricity race down her body. Her heart started to pound even faster as he shook her hand, staring deep into her eyes and creating even more sparks.

  “M-my name is Abby,” she mumbled.

  Her drink arrived and she was grateful she had something to distract her from Zack’s penetrating, entrancing gaze. It was almost like staring into a brilliant white light.

  “So Abby, what brings you here tonight? I’m in here most nights and I don’t think I’ve seen you before. I think I’d have remembered you,” he said, flashing her another smile.

  She blushed.

  “Well I’m some pretty deep shit right now and I just felt like grabbing a drink.”

  “Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, a look of concern flashing across his face. Instantly, Abby grew suspicious. Why would he care? Surely he wasn’t interested in her problems? Why was he even talking to her in the first place? It wasn’t like she looked like a Victoria’s Secret model or anything.

  But she ended up telling him in spite of herself. There was just something about him that gave her comfort and made her feel like trusting him, at least a little.

  “My landlord hates me and I live in a shitty apartment. I have nowhere else to go but I can’t stand living in the place I’m at right now. And worst of all, I’m not losing any weight. I keep trying all these knew diets but they just don’t seem to work. I want to be pretty and skinny, not the chubby, curvy girl I am now.”

  Those last words tumbled out of Abby’s mouth before she even realized what she was saying. She’d never told anyone about her insecurities before, much less a total stranger. But it did feel good to get that off her chest.

  “Well I think you’re beautiful just the way you are, Abby. Fuck what the other girls look like. I think you’re gorgeous.”

  Abby was sure he could feel the heat coming off of her she was blushing so hard.
She took another sip of her drink to calm herself down.

  “Do you really mean that? You really think I’m beautiful?” she asked, staring deep into his eyes.

  “Yes, I do. And I have an idea for your living situation, if you want to hear it. I don’t expect you to go forward with it, but I can at least try. And it may be better than what you have going on now,” he said.

  Abby thought about that for a minute. Was this guy just fucking with her? If what he said was true, that he really did have a way to help her out of her current situation, then her life would change forever. She could finally live comfortably and not be under the threat of being kicked out before she was ready. But she was still a little wary. How the hell would he be able to help her?