The Lone Wolf was trekking the forest once again. It had been two days of him simply walking around the green terrain; marking his territory almost everywhere.
"I wish I had a name"
The lone wolf was feeling lonelier for these past two days, more, desolate.
I say wolf, he only turns into a wolf a night. He's a man right now. He marked his territory once more. "I wish there was someone-AHOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU AH AH AOUUUUUUUUUU"
The Lone Man lamented. The sunlight shone on the territory-marking man's face.
"It's time."
He felt himself slowly metamorph. He howled while his nails were getting noticeably sharper and longer. The sunset rested on the horizon. And then, he smelled it. The artificial chemicals, the intoxicatung scent of fake flowers. The forest had smelled of wolf urine for two days, and you simply couldn't inhale the signature forest aroma of pine trees, and indigenous flowers.
Just the lone man's pee particles.
"Oh my god." L.M. Explained
He ran as fast as he could, before his full wolf form took control of his appearance.
"EXCUSE ME-AH AH AHOUUUUUU" he was calling out for this smell.
"PLEASE, STOP. I SMELL YOU!" L.M. Only heard running footsteps when he exclaimed his longing words. His legs were hairier, and he began to shed tears of grief when he thought he wouldn't be able to reach the person in time. He heard a scream. A rather high one... he thought. L.M's desperate state called for action. L.M....now with claws and forming paws, managed, with this incredible canine power; ripped a massive branch from a tree, and threw it at green shrubs he suspected the unknown entity would be.
He heard something drop to the floor right after he did so. "Excuse-... me?" L.M. inquired.
He had the hind legs of a wolf, and he walked over to the bushes he threw the branch at. He walked on his hands, with his bottom uncomfortably sticking up in the air. His hind dog wolf legs were just fine trotting.
"He-hello?" He asked once more. Then he stuck his face right into the bushes. And then, he saw this creature. One that looked exactly like him, in the day. At least. It's eyes were closed, it was unconscious. And it's human body was different from his. "I'm more flat, my lord am I deformed?" His arm appendages were dog legs and paws now. He could now walk more comfortably to the fallen being. But his torso and head and neck were the same. If not, a little hairy. "Hi...?" The being did not move. He nudged it's brown fluffy hair... and when it did not move still, his face formed into a toothy smile. One that exuded dark sex appeal. "Aha, aHa, I got IT. I DID IT!" His Head was now a wolf's head. And then he clenched the creature's hair with his mouth, and dragged it across the forest floor, to his den. Sometimes he looked back to see the little bugs that would crawl into the person's hair, and the twigs that would occasionally get caught up and entangled into the silkiness. "Cool! It's catching dinner!" He howled out of the ectasty Of finding a possible new friend and the food..
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I Smelled Her Phermones
Lãng mạnA lone wolf of the night, he has no name, for his parents left him at birth..effective immediately. In the day he's a man. At night, he's a dog/human hybrid. He then smells the perfume of female hiker, and he promptly abducts her for his existence i...
