Changer - Chapter One

Chapter One

He stood, aching, basking in the beam of moonlight shooting through the dark clouds above him. He could feel it's power surge through him...his mind slipping...becoming less human and more animal....

Six Months Ago, Spring

Blake sat at work, surfing the web on the company computer... such boredom, waiting around for a project. Blake had not programmed a single line of code in weeks now, he had been delegated to taking out the trash and supply runs, supplies meaning coffee, doughnuts and lunch for the office.

So when a rather attractive intern Molly invited him to cut out early on a Friday and fly down to Tennessee for the weekend with a few of her friends... Blake shot out the door faster than you can say "shut down".

Molly was a perky little red-head with c-cup breasts and the kind of ass that you get insured, she had only started at Next Level Technologies a few weeks ago but she had hit on Blake at almost every opportunity...Blake didn't know why, he was thirty years old, a little bald on top and his teeth weren't all the great but Molly didn't seem to care.

"Wow. Do you own this plane?" Blake said as they approached the small eight passenger Cessna sitting ready on the runway.

"Sort of. I am a member of a party club, so we all pay toward the fuel and insurance, and we take turns using it throughout the year." Molly rubbed the bridge of her nose where her glasses sat. She did that a lot.

"Oh, kinda like a time share." Blake unclipped his safety belt as the vehicle slowed to a stop and grabbed his over-stuffed back-pack. Molly did the same and stepped out of the car, waiting for Blake to step up beside her.

She smiled. "Race you to the plane."

Molly bolted, her short, sheer skirt danced gracefully over her elegant buttocks. Blake didn't mind losing with a view like that.

Already on the plane were six of Molly's other Party Club members. Molly made the introductions.

Twenty-four year old Jeff Breugan a big German exchange student attending the local university. Twenty-two year old Lindsay Greir who inherited her mothers estate and hasn't worked since the age of seventeen.

Nineteen year old Alicia Belluci an Italian exchange student also attending the local university.

Twenty-five year old Wes Portman, a self made internet millionaire who makes his living selling occult books.

Twenty-two year old Jessica "Vesse" Lesmore, an internet model.

And Twenty-one year old Eric Vasser, a semi-pro wrestler.

They all seemed very pleased that Blake could join them. Not the response he had expected from a group this young but apparently, Molly had spoken fondly about him.

"So you're a computer programmer? What language?" Wes leaned forward and offered him a beer which Blake accepted.

"Perl, very flexible, it's great for just about everything." Blake opened the beer and began to take a drink but Jeff stopped him.

"Nod yet, vee all chug together at lift off, for good luck." He accent was thick but his pronunciation was excellent, Blake was more certain than ever that all German men sounded like Arnold Schwarzenegger.

"Oh okies." Blake leaned back in his seat.

Molly rose from hers. "Gotta tinkle, be right back. I got my beer with me just in case." She trotted down the aisle and disappeared into the lavatory.

Shortly after Molly's announcement, the pilot informed the party goers the plane was beginning it's trip down the runway.

"Hurry Molly." Alicia said in her heavy Italian accent.

"Yeah come on Molly, no jinxing." Eric took the cap off his beer and flicked it at the door of the lavatory.

"You can't rush nature!" Molly shouted and then opened the door, she sat leaning forward with her elbows on her lap. "Here, the door is open so, were in the same room."

The plane accelerated.

Lindsay held her bottle to her lips as did everyone else.

"Wait for it...."

"Wait for it...."

"...NOW!"

Everyone began chugging their beers just as the Plane began to tilt backwards.

"Whooo!" Jeff exclaimed as he slammed his bottle onto the small table in front of them.

"Whoot." Eric finished second and chucked his bottle behind him.

Blake held his bottle up. "Here's to a great weekend."

Molly exited the lavatory and sat back down next to Blake.

"Here! Here!" She shouted pumping one fist into the air.

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Once again, being a member of the party club had its benefits, their two rental vehicles were already waiting. Blake was beginning to suspect why they had been so glad to see him, come Sunday, membership fees and contracts would be the talk of the evening, followed by endless calls from telemarketers reminding him what a great time he had. Oh well, Blake would deal with it when the time came, right now Molly was asleep on his shoulder and he was savoring the sweet lilac smell of her perfume.

The flight had been nigh three hours, and the drive to the extremely remote cabin was about an hour, with only trees and canyon surrounded them. The sun was falling when they arrived but it was not dark enough to obscure the view of the crystal clear lake behind the cabin and the wooden sail boat tied to the docks.

Blake gently woke Molly and helped her carry there things in. Blake noticed after a quick inspection there were only three bedrooms.

"I can take the couch." he said, throwing his stuff on the large velvet cushions of the sofa in the den.

Molly poked her head out of her room. "Umm, Blake, I thought you might bunk with me...." she cocked her head, her eyes begged for her offer not to be rejected. Blake snatched up his bag and happily walked into Molly's room and threw the bag on the floor next to the bed. Molly, seeming to hint her intentions, picked up the bag and tossed it on the bed next to her things.

"Movin fast aren't ya Molly." Came a call from Lindsay in the kitchen.

"What? I just think it's wrong for anyone to sleep on a couch is all." Her eyes met Blakes as she told her lie and she blushed. Molly scampered into the Kitchen with Lindsay and much girlish giggling could be heard.

Blake shook his head and stepped out onto the docks to take in the evening air, Wes joined him.

"She's hot huh bra?" Eric asked, seeming a intoxicated.

"Molly? Yeah...just a little." Blake tried to seem serious but smirked, "Really hot."

"Yeah man, I got me a girl back home. She was supposed to come this weekend but her old man croaked, funeral etc. She is real fucked up about it." Eric took another drink which emptied the bottle, instead of throwing it off to the side like he oft would on the plane; he put it in his pocket.

"Save the planet huh?" Blake pointed at Eric's pocket.

Eric didn't seem sure what Blake's gesture had meant at first but then he looked to the beer bottle.

"Oh, nah actually, not really a tree hugger or nothing but this place is kinda, well, sacred to us and we try not to trash it."

"I'll keep that in mind."

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That night, Jeff and Lindsay headed toward the boat, Wes and Alicia to their room and Eric, who preferred his own room, to his. Blake sat with Molly on the front porch, listening to the sound of wolves.

After several minutes of silence, broken only occasionally by howls Blake spoke.

"I've never heard howling before, I mean, on TV sure but never, ya know out in the open like this."

Molly seemed not to believe him. "Never?"

"No really, never."

One howl seemed closer than the others.

"I love wolves, I grew up with them." Molly stood and stretched, arching her back and arms. "Let's go for a swim."

Without waiting Molly headed around the corner of the house in a slow but delibirate jog, Blake followed. As he turned the corner he saw through the dim light that Molly was taking her shirt off.

As Blake approached the lakeside, he saw Molly pulling off her blue jean shorts, the lamp light outlined her nakedness with a golden glow. Her breast bounced ever so slightly and were capped with dark brown areola, one nipple was erect while the other was slightly inverted. His eyes drifted toward the patch of fiery red pubic hair between her legs, it was thick but groomed into a triangle. She turned and caught Blake staring.

"You getting in?" She began wading into the swimming area, which had been netted off to keep potentially harmful critters out.

Blake regained his composure and slowly undressed to allow is mid-erection to subside. It did not work however and Molly made sure to point it out.

"Wow! Thanks for the compliment!" She splashed water at him. "Now get in here or I'll use it as a handle and pull ya in!" She said laughing.

Blake ran into the water which he found surprisingly comfortable for an early spring night.

"You do this a lot?" Blake asked, treading water on his back.

"What? Go skinny dipping with guys I barely know? Nope-but I know you better than you think." She began a dolphin-dive under the water, Blake watched as her buttocks rose above the surface, revealing ever so slightly the crevice of her vulva, then the whole of her disappeared.

Blake waited for several seconds for her to re-surface and when she did not he dove under to find her. The water in the day-light was crystal clear but in the dark one could not see further than a couple of feet. He came up out of the water to catch his breath but still did not see her. It was then he felt naked flesh swim past and brush against the head of his penis.

He began to look down but Molly sprang up out of the water and wrapped her arms around his neck. He placed his arms around her waist.

"So what do you know about me?" Blake felt her deliberately bumping her stomach against his genitals. No doubt she was trying to provoke a response.

"I know you dad died when you were little and your mother put you in foster care." She feigned shock and awaited his response.

"Okay...how do you know that?" He was a little surprised but not entirely. A few people in the office knew about his trouble past and he had expected them not to talk about it but they say for three men to keep a secret two of them must be dead... apparently a true statement in this case.

"Sorry. Can't reveal my source, you understand." She fiddled with the hair on the back of his head.

"I also know something else but I can't tell you yet. Maybe tomorrow night." She kissed him on the forehead and shoved off his thighs and began leisurely back stroking.

"Okay..." He swam out a bit deeper and began treading water next to her.

"Why are you interested in a balding computer geek?"

She stopped back stroking and also began treading water.

"Because..." she spit a bit of water from her mouth, "your nice. Everyday in the office you were really nice to me, genuinely nice."

Blake laughed. "Umm...well how do you know it wasn't because I just wanted to have sex with you?"

She smiled brightly, something Blake had not done in a long time because he had not taken very good care of his teeth as a child.

"Because, nice guys just sorta radiate...niceness, and besides, maybe I just want to have sex with you...ever thought of that?" She cocked her head as she said that.

Blake felt her hand grasp his semi-erection until it became a full erection.

"Wow." Blake said breathlessly.

She laughed and released her grip. "I'm upset."

"Huh? About what?" Blake cocked an eyebrow.

"Well here I am, naked as the day I was born and you haven't tried to cop a feel even ONCE." She swam inward a bit and Blake followed her so that he was standing on sand and pebbles.

"Oh, well, that would be kinda..." Blake paused.

"Impolite? Rude? See, I told ya you were a nice guy." She wrapped one arm around him and used the other to guide his arms around her waist. Once he had both arms around her she wrapped her other arm around his neck and began kissing him -slowly at first but them deeply shoving her tongue into his mouth, demanding the fullness of his mouth. After nearly two full minutes of kissing, she stopped abruptly and shoved off again, his time heading for shore.

"Bedtime." She said coyly as she gathered up her clothes and then bolted toward the house.

Blake rushed out of the water, grabbed his clothes and then chased after her. Yup, they were definitely going to try and sell him a timeshare.

Blake entered their room to see Molly bundle up under the covers. In the meantime, Blake managed to put on his underwear.

"Close it." She shot one arm out and pointed toward the door. Blake used his foot to shut it and walked slowly toward the bed, dropping his arm-full of clothes.

She swung back the sheets revealing her still damp naked body; she spread her legs while beckoning him with a curled finger.

He climbed into the bed nervously, it had been a long time since he had bedded a woman and never had he bedded one so beautiful.

She started rubbing the tough little nub in the cleft of her vulva.

"You gonna help or am I gonna have to do this myself?" She guided his head between her legs where he used his tongue and mouth to tease, nibble and lick her clitoris. She had shaved the pubic hair away from her mons vulva so that he was not choked by them.

When she began backing up and trying to climb the wall she begged him to stop and pulled him up to her. He fumbled with his underwear, managed them off and flung them to the floor. She was so wet from his oral administrations that he was able to plunge is cock into her eager waiting folds of flesh, which wrapped tightly around him.

She gasped and began lightly scratching his back and biting his neck. "Oh god, you are so thick...it almost hurts."

He watched her breast jiggle as his thrust deeply into her again and again... minutes later, he could no longer contain the semen building up in him, he tried to pull out but she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in.

"Do it." She whispered into his ear.

He had no choice, with an almost animal like groan he spurted stream after stream of cum into her. He almost immediately regretted it. He saw the trick now.

Molly saw the look on his face.

"I know what you thinking. It's okay. I wouldn't do that to you." She started rubbing his slimy, softening penis with her hand, and then leaned over to suck on it with her mouth.

"Mmmm. Kinda salty." She said in between licks and sucks.

"How do I know that?" He began to adjust into a sitting position but she wouldn't let him.

"Because I really do like you and I have no need of your money." She continued sucking and stroking.

Blake felt his shaft hardening again.

"I really hope that's true." He said rubbing her pretty red hair.

Once his erection was full again, she raised up.

"Seriously. If you think I'm fucking you just to get pregnant... then fuck me in my ass, I can't get pregnant in my ass now can I?" She kept stroking him.

Blake considered it. "You really don't..." Blake began but was cut off by Molly.

"Oh no. You have lost pussy privileges for the rest of the night, so it's ass or nothin." She stated Matter-O-Factly.

Blake couldn't contain his chuckle. "Oh, well...if I must." He said sarcastically.

After a minute of applying lubrication and fingering her tight puckered anus until it allowed two fingers entrance, he gently guided the head of his renewed erection into the brown star. She jerked with pain when he moved to fast, and occasionally whimpered, but once his shaft was gliding smoothly in and out she crooned with pleasure. She used her fingers to alternate between teasing his balls and rubbing her swollen pussy. His penis slipped out a couple of times and when it went back in fart noises escaped, making her laugh... Blake contained his giggles as he had no intention on mucking up his good fortune.

He fucked her so long they had to reapply lube twice and finally, something had to give.

"Okay...oh my ass is getting sore now. God you're a thick dick. I know I said the pussy was off limits, so you have two options okay? You can go wash your dick off and let me suck you off, or I'll let you have pussy privileges back."

Blake laughed and hopped up from the bed and went into the bathroom where he washed her anal juices and a bit of fecal matter away with hot water and soap. He returned to the bed to find her fingering herself.

"Thank god your back. Hurry up and get your dick in me." She spread her arms and legs wide and Blake quickly obliged, the first time she had been very wet... now she was a flood of vaginal juices, the bed was soaked.

Nearly five minutes later, Blake unloaded onto her stomach. She seemed a little bit displeased but when Blake offered to help her clean up, she simply got up and went into the bathroom and shut the door. A few minutes later she came out clean and dry. Blake did the same and returned to the bed where the cuddled and chatted about work until he fell asleep.

Blake was unsure of how long he had slept, as it was still dark outside. Molly was not beside him; he looked around the room for her silhouette but did not see it. He swung his legs over the bed onto the coldish floor and mottled around until he found his pants. He slipped them on and headed into the kitchen only to find she was not there. No one was in the bathroom either. Perhaps she was on the porch.

The porch was also empty.

Blake noticed a feint orange glow out of the corner of his left eye. He turned to see what appeared to have been a rather large fire burning somewhere a couple of hundred feet in the wood line. Blake went back in and pulled a shirt on, along with his shoes, and since he was not very trusting of nature, he put his hunting knife on his belt.

Using a flashlight, he made is way down to the tree-line and found that there was already a well beaten path that led into the forest. As he approached the source of the fire, he had the distinct feeling that someone or something was watching him. But rather than unsnap the retention strap on his scabbard he used the flashlight to look around him first, he wanted to be sure that one of his new found friends wasn't deciding to prank him.

"Hey guys? You in there? Trying to scare the new guy?" Blake saw nothing and no one replied. He unsnapped the retention strap and placed his hand firmly on the elk horn handle. He continued venturing toward the fire.

The fire was, as he had guessed, large. It's base was around twelve feet and the flames were pushing seven and eight feet high. It had not been burning long and just now seemed to be getting up to speed. Twelve man-sized stones had been placed around the site, spaced evenly the fire was the center. Each stone had what he assumed were Celtic markings carved deeply in their center.

Blake turned off the flash-light and looked around the edge of the forest...now he knew someone was watching.

"Guys? What is all this?" He walked toward what he was sure to be a hiding body. As he neared his watcher, he realized it was an animal with reddish fur and lithe shoulders. He stopped in his tracks and began to slowly back away toward the fire.

The animal moved closer, slowly and cautiously...then just before came from beneath the shadows, it stopped....and spoke.

"Don't be----afff--raid." The voice was female....but broken and guttural, merged with a growling sound.

Blake was immediately afraid and drew his knife. From his right side, a large creature stepped out of the trees. It was a beastly man-like creature with strong canine features.

"Dunt do daaaaat." This creature also spoke in a growling animal voice but... it was clearly tainted with a German accent...

"Jeff?"

It did not answer, but rushed forward and used its clawed hand to slap the blade from Blake's hand. The blow was strong and caused Blake's hand to numb somewhat.

The first one, with the reddish fur stepped from the tree line... definitely female.

"Weee...neeed...yooouu, Blaaaaake." The she-beast motioned with her hand and five others stepped from the darkness... three female and two males.

Blake would like to have blamed this all on a bad dream but he new it was real. The large one had only slapped the knife from his hand, nothing more. It could have killed him instantly but it didn't.

"I...aaaammm....mollll-yyy" she said, shaking her red mane and tail.

Blake really wished they had just been trying to sell a time share now.

She made a gesture with her hand again, Blake watched as they slowly changed into the people he had flown here with, naked perhaps but the very same.

Molly's eyes were greener than ever, sparkling like emeralds in the fire light. Drops of sweat covered her body; she wiped away a bead from above her eye and walked toward Blake like a huntress.

"I know you're probably very freaked out... I didn't mean for you to find out this way." She went to place her hands on his cheeks but Blake backed away from her.

"This...is crazy. I'm crazy." He new it wasn't true when he said it.

"No man, you're not crazy. This is what we are." Wes walked toward him at an even pace, carrying his knife and gesturing to hand it back.

Molly gestured for him to stop, Blake was visibly shaken and she was not yet sure that he would not still try and fight.

"This is what you are." Molly new Blake would reject it but she had to get through to him.

" I've never in my whole life turned into a dog-man." Blake said his voice still shaky but feigning confidence.

"Wolf-man bruh." Wes offered.

Blake said nothing.

"Because you have lived in the city your whole life. You can never make your first change in a city. Some of us still have a hard time changing in the city." Molly looked around the circle and pointed at the stones. "These stones have been here for two hundred years. My mothers, mothers, mother used to be the keeper of this cairn. Now I am. As are you."

Molly allowed Blake to absorb it. "Tomorrow, you will change for the first time. We have to teach you to control the beast, so you don't hurt anyone. Besides, since you're my mate now, I have to take care of you."

Eric placed his arm around Vesse's lower hips and she placed her arm around his shoulders.

Blake crashed down onto his butt. He sat silently for a few minutes while they watched him.

"Don't be scared of it, it's really kind of wonderful." Vesse squatted next to him and stroked his hair.

"Yeah bruh, your part of a legend now!" Wes said excitedly.

"Wes. Seriously." Allicia scoffed.

"How ist dein hand?" Jeff asked sincerely.

Blake flexed his hand. "It's alright...I'm alright I think."

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Blake returned with Molly to their room, where Blake kicked off his shoes and laid back on the bed. Molly sat next to him and began rubbing his chest softly.

"So." Said Blake. "Was what we did earlier bestiality or what?"

Molly smirked. "Perhaps... I started life as a wolf. So probably."

Blake had not expected that answer he sighed and frowned.

"We are the same species though, not human or wolf. Where we start doesn't really matter."

Blake looked up at her still naked body and let his hand glide over the smooth skin of her leg.

"Yeah. You feel pretty human to me."

She playfully slapped his chest. "But I'm not. You're not. We are Lycans."

"You need to get some rest. Long day tomorrow." She climbed over him and crawled beneath the covers beside him, though he remained atop them.

He finally climbed beneath the covers and wrapped his arms around her, she made agreeable noises and positioned herself closer to him, Blake could not sleep, only think. He lay listening to her breathing slow and she had finally fallen asleep. Just minutes afterward, she began changing into a wolf beside him, Blake nearly started but instead he forced himself to lay still and watch her change.

Apparently she could not maintain her human appearance while sleeping. Blake ran his finger through her fur and then began petting her, before long he had fallen asleep.

Continued in Chapter 2

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