The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“Before we go any further into explanations, Gerhard needs to know if you’re at all interested. If you know for sure this isn’t your deal, walk away now. You won’t be hurting anyone’s feelings if you do. Having a child is a huge commitment. Brenda, do you want to hear more?”

“I’m fifty-fifty about taking this farther, but I’m definitely willing to listen.”

“Gretchen?”

“I’d love to move out of my parents house and get my own place. I’d say 70-30, I’m in.”

“I know those odds may change once you hear the rest, but before we go any further, there’s paperwork to be signed. The first thing is a non-disclosure agreement. You can’t speak about the rest of this to anyone, anytime, anywhere, without violating US law. You can be arrested if you do. My parents wanted to know what’s going on, so I’m going to check and see if they’re free. Could I get a couple of the NDA’s to take in the house?”

Dawn handed them to me. I went into the house and found Mom reading a bedtime story to Junior.

“Can I interrupt for a second.”

“Sure,” Mom said.

“We’re getting to all the secret stuff we haven’t been able to talk about. Here are the forms you have to read and sign.”

“Give it to me, I’ll sign it,” she said. “Simon can read it over and tell me about anything I need to know.”

“Mom, it’s crucial you never speak about any of this stuff, ever, to anyone. Let me repeat that. Ever. You can be arrested and prosecuted under US laws. It’s top secret stuff. I don’t know if they’ll drop you in a hole somewhere or dump you in an insane asylum, so doped up you can’t speak, but it’s serious. If you understand that, you can sign, the rest is just details, but it never leaves your lips to anyone, unless they sign the same documents you’re signing. It’s like handing out our nuclear codes, okay. Zip the lip.”

“Fine. I know how to keep my mouth shut. Tommy is almost asleep. I’ll be out there in a few minutes. Honey, you go listen to what they have to say.”

I handed her the form and showed her where she had to sign, and she signed it. Dad followed me back out onto the porch.

When I got back, Gretchen asked me, “You had to sign one of these forms.”

“Yes, and I’ve signed a contract too, because I’ve obligated myself to have two children, and they’ve already paid me for one.”

“Okay. It just seems so serious.”

“It is serious. It’s going to alter your view of reality. Everything you thought you ever knew, will be different. First I’ll tell you what you’re dealing with, then why it works that way. Has everyone who needed to sign, signed. Let me see them.”

Gretchen, Brenda and Dad handed me the form to go with Mom’s. I handed them to Gerhard.

“Okay, first of all, Conor, Brigitte, Dawn and Gerhard are not human. They are shapeshifters, specifically, wolves, or what you’ve been taught all you life are werewolves.”

Brenda snorted. “Bullshit.” Dad looked startled. He’d fucked one too.

“I will prove it to you in a moment. I thought the exact same thing when I was told. Why don’t we know about this? Wouldn’t the government know? This is a load of crap. I thought I was being taken in by some kind of con game. Think of werewolves as a tribe. They call themselves a pack, but for our purposes, they’re a tribe. They are not the only shape shifters out there. A lot of the fables and legends that have been passed down, things like centaurs, dragons, Yeti, Bigfoot, are probably shapeshifters. Most of them are solitary creatures. Wolves are pack animals. They used to be hunted down, but in 1899, the US government signed a treaty with the leaders of the various tribes, or packs of wolves. Not all wolves are werewolves. Some are just wolves. Conor and Brigitte are members of the New England pack. Gerhard and Dawn are members of the Northern Wisconsin/Upper Peninsula pack. They’re mostly concentrated in the wooded areas of the Unites States.

“The genetic difficulty werewolves have which prevents them from having children, is that if they mate as wolves, they produce pure wolves, wolves that are introduced to real wolf packs at about one year of age. If they mate in their human form, they produce pure humans, humans they really shouldn’t raise themselves for a variety of reasons, so most are given up for adoption. If they mate as a wolf to a human form, they’re infertile. The most common way to get a new werewolf before the treaty was signed, was to bite a human. They would become a werewolf. The treaty outlawed the making of werewolves by biting humans.

“However, just as biting a human makes a werewolf, mating with a human also makes a werewolf. They can’t go around raping humans any more than they can biting humans. Since the treaty, wolves have had to seduce human women, first as a human, and then convincing them to have sex with their wolf form, and I say that for a reason, wolf males as wolves, have to have sex with human women. Wrap your heads around that. It could also work the other way, Human males could mate with wolf females in wolf form, but males need erections to procreate, and human males would not normally fuck a wolf bitch. They’re not naturally attracted, so would lose their erections. For that reason, it works better in the opposite direction, because wolf males have no problem mating with women, as they often have sex as humans. Having sex with human women in a human form, also produce human children. It doesn’t work to make werewolf pups. I’ve had sex with both Conor and Brigitte as humans, and the sex with him is incredible. I could see how it could work to be seduced into mating with a wolf, but instead of hoping to seduce women into breeding with a wolf, they’re taking a direct approach, and decided it might be more productive if they just pay you for their needs

“So what Gerhard is asking of you, is that you accept sex with a wolf, in order for them to create more of their kind. Now, I’m going to prove to you that they are in fact, werewolves. In order to prevent replacing of clothes, it’s easier if they’re naked, so tell me if you’d like to have a female or male shift, and they will strip off their clothes and change, right before your eyes. It doesn’t look the way shifting is normally portrayed in movies. It looks like the shifting in the Twilight movies, almost instantaneous. Who shall it be?”

“I vote for Conor,” Brenda said.

“I vote for Brigitte,” Gretchen said.

“You just want to see her naked, dyke.”

“You’ve been eyeing Conor all night long. You can’t wait to get a hold of his cock, you sanctimonious slut.”

“Ladies, and I use that word loosely, tone it down. They’ll both do it, okay.”

“I still feel like this is some cheap parlor trick,” Brenda said, “but let’s see it.”

“Strip boys and girls,” I said.

Conor and Brigitte removed their clothes. Conor had an erection. What else is new.

“One of you women is aroused, Conor always gets that way when he smells an aroused pussy.”

“Both of them are,” Conor said, “although I suspect the blonde to be hot for Brigitte.”

“Conor, why don’t you start. Give it ten or so seconds. Let them touch you if they’re not afraid of the big, bad wolf, then shift back.”

Just like that, Conor shifted. Mom was just coming out the door when he did, and having missed the preceding conversation, was totally shocked when her lover from this morning turned into a wolf. She fainted. Luckily, Gerhard was close enough and fast enough to catch her before she hit the floor, Dad, Gretchen and Brenda gasped. Gerhard lowered Mom into a chair. Conor, the young rascal, padded slowly up to Brenda, and snuffled her crotch in her jeans.

“Go ahead, Brenda, touch him. He’s not a wolf, he’s a werewolf, and not dangerous at all unless you threaten his pack.” Brenda slowly reached out and touched him. He sat there like a dog, though still with his erection, since he was directly smelling Brenda’s pussy. “The rapist that was caught last night, was caught not because they heard him sneaking up on us, but because they smelled him sneaking up on us. They have an incredible sense of smell, which is how he can tell you’re aroused. Conor, behave yourself. She’s our guest.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He pulled back with that loopy wolfish grin of his, then switched back, just in time for Mom to wake up and see him switching again, promptly fainting once more, although she had nowhere to fall. Conor leaned down and kissed Brenda on the cheek.

“I’d love to have sex with you if you want.”

“Pull your pants on, Conor,” I said.

Conor pulled them up. I went to Mom and patted her cheek until she woke up. “Mom, this is the news we couldn’t tell you before. Conor and Brigitte are werewolves, or wolf shapeshifters. Not like the movies and books you’re familiar with, but smart, beautiful, intelligent beings who can go from wolf to human and back again. Brigitte is going to shift now. Expect it, and try not to faint again.”

She nodded. Brigitte shifted, and a wolf bitch was standing in our midst. Brigitte walked up to Gretchen and laid her head on Gretchen’s lap. Gretchen started stroking her head.

“Now that you know that werewolves and other shapeshifters really exist, I’m sure you’re wondering about a lot of other things. Vampires did exist, but if they’re not extinct, they’re in hiding as the wolves haven’t seen one in 200 years. If you have sex with a wolf male, you won’t have a litter of puppies. It will be a normal nine month pregnancy, resulting in the birth of a single child, who will appear human in all respects except for this. He or she will reach full maturity at about the age of seven or eight. Because of the growth rates, packs have to raise their own children, they can’t go to human schools.