This took so long because God forbid I don't add so much detail. Enjoy!!
Bunny pressed her thighs together tightly, the heat and tingling growing stronger while she sat patiently in the passenger seat of his car. The heat rose to her cheeks, a pink hue spreading across the skin of her pretty face. She knew her heat had been nearing, but not this soon. She felt completely unprepared, and this was her first heat with another person in the picture. She had started dating a Butch named Wolf 2 months prior, her heats coming every 4 months meant she had missed the window when their conversation turned erotic.
Wolf was largely built, a ‘draft horse build’ as he called it. His arms were fat and strong, the curves of his chest and stomach made her mind wander, the happy trail leading down under the waist band of his pants made her mouth water. Remembering that he always wore his strap, a ‘just in case’ followed by a wink, broke something in her mind. She was lost in her own head, feelings swirling that she had never felt before, hell they were feelings she thought she’d never feel.
A soft but firm hand gently clasping her around her thigh shocks her from the depths of her perverting mind. “Bun, you okay? You’re not talkin, and usually you’re my little chatterbox, what’s wrong doll?” His voice was gruff and soothing on a normal day, but right now to her it was husky, sexy, and it sent shivers down her spine to hear him call her doll. “I uh, sorry. I’m just uh thinking about something. Don’t mind me! I’m okay!” Her eyes were locked on his hand, his thumb slowly caressing the soft skin, the heat between her thighs exploding. She could feel the wetness growing between her thighs, the want in her mind was loud and insistent.
He looked over at her and furrowed his brows, something was up and he was going to get to the bottom of it. He noticed a rest stop coming up and turned his blinker on and pulled in. He picked a spot far off from the rest of the public, wanting to have a private area for whatever was about to happen. Her head snapped up when they parked, unaware they had even pulled into the parking lot in the first place. He turned to her in the car, setting a hand on her arm and rubbing small circles on it. “Bunny.” He spoke in a stern but comforting voice. She felt her body shiver, her clit twitching at just the sound of her name on his lips. “Use your words and tell me what’s wrong, you know we don’t lie, do we Doll?” Her head was spinning, the tone he was using always made her melt into a puddle. They still hadn’t had sex, she was very guarded on giving herself to another person, but it didn’t mean she didn’t want to, she did trust him, and right now her body trusted and wanted him even more.
She took a deep breath and took a second to find the words, she closed her eyes and took her hand resting it on his, lifting and placing it onto her thigh. “I’m uh. My heat started. You can just take me home if you’d like, I’m sorry, I didn’t think it would happen now. I’m sorr-” He grabbed her by the chin, pulled her to him and kissed her hard, her eyes rolled back as she moaned into the roughness of the kiss. God she needed this, she needed him. They finally pulled from the kiss, a string of spit trailing from her lips, both panting from the lack of air and a rush of hunger coursing through both of them. His eyes were dark with lust, a smirk spread across his lips as he spoke in a seductive condescending tone that made her brain shut off. “I smelled your heat, my pretty bun. I just wanted to see how long it would take you to admit it, see how long until you became so needy you’d start begging me to touch you, but here you are.” His voice dropped to a husky low voice “You couldn't wait at all, could you? You felt that heat between your thighs, inside your pretty tight cunt and immediately needed me, huh? Such a desperate needy little girl and we’re not even halfway home, you couldn’t wait even 10 minutes before your poor little mind broke from the heat and wetness between those pretty thighs.” Her eyes were glazing over, she shouldn’t have loved how that made her feel, she shouldn’t have moaned at every insult but her body loved it. “Please…please I need you, I’m your needy Bunny.” He chuckled rubbing his thumb across her bottom lip, her mouth parting slightly, inviting him into her mouth. “That's a good girl, I know you do, you just can't help it huh baby? You want me to make it all better? You want your Wolf to breed you?” Her lips wrapped around his thumb sucking softly, her tongue delicately swirling around his digit moaning at the words, nodding frantically, then stopping when his thumb pressed down against her wet tongue.
“We're gonna move to the back of the car, Darlin’, I want to taste you.” The words sent shivers down her spine and a tingling across her body. Her nipples hardening against the fabric of her bra, brushing against the fabric made her whimper as she nodded understandingly. He pulled his thumb out of her mouth and smiled at her, “You're really such a good girl for me aren't you? Stay there until I tell you, understand?” She nodded frantically, words no longer forming in her heat driven mind.
He stepped out of the car and went to the back, he busted and folded down the seats making plenty of room for the two. He smirked and winked at her as he reached into a bag and pulled a blanket out and laid it out, he then turned and pulled the little window covers down. The back of the car grew darker and more secure making her feel more comfortable. It was common for people to spend the night here, he really had picked the perfect spot. He moved to the front doing the same to the covers up front then looking at her. “Get in the back, now. You're gonna get exactly what you're begging for, baby.”
She followed his directions quickly, her legs felt like jelly and her stomach was full of butterflies as she got out and crawled into the back seat, resting comfortably on the blanket. Her skirt was bunching up on her thighs, her legs parted some giving him a perfect view of his prize. He could smell her heat, her need, her desire to feel his hands on every inch of her goddess graced body, and he was going to savour the taste of it all. He shut the doors and crawled to her, sitting in front of her knees, his hand reaching out and caressing her leg, before moving forward, parting them and hiking her skirt up in a quick motion. He started kissing her legs, soft peppering kisses across her soft skin. She whimpered at the sensations, leaning back and getting herself comfortable in the new and exciting position she had found herself in. Her panties were damp, the wet spot clear as day as his kisses got closer and closer to her cunt. He adjusted himself so he was laying between her thighs, hiking her legs over his shoulders. She let out a squeak of surprises at the sudden position change and the warmth of his breath against her aching slit, her eyes clamped tightly she felt embarrassed at the state of desperation she was in but god it made it all more erotic.
His kisses became more direct and pinpointed across her inner thighs before finally planting a soft kiss against her panties right on top of her clit. Her hand flew to her mouth as a small moan escaped her lips, a chuckle escaping his mouth. “Such a shy little thing aren't you? So shy but god you're so wet for me baby, I can see how badly you need this without you even saying a word.” He moved his hand up between her thighs and lightly trailed his fingers up and down the fabric, her body trying to press into the touch and help the ache inside, whimpers and gasps escaping her lips as he teases her poor cunt. Seeing what makes her react the most, what spots he can rub and tease to get the loudest moans and squeaks. It was amusing to see how he could work her body with just his fingers alone, he hadn't even moved the panties out of the way, let alone licked her poor needy cunt. “You can't even think anymore can you? All those thoughts and worries have slipped away haven't they? That's okay dolly, you don't need to think, you just need to be right here with me, right here focusing on how good it feels. Don't you want to feel good, baby? Don't you want your wolf to make you feel so good?” She nodded at the questions not even sure what she was agreeing to, she just wanted to feel good, she just wanted his tongue and fingers to touch her, to take her, to fuck her.
His thumb pressed itself against her clit through the damp fabric, just barely giving her the friction she's craving. Her hips pressed forward into his touch, but were instantly pressed down by his free hand. “You don't move princess, you stay just like this for me. Don't you wanna be my good girl? You're such a good little girl aren't you? Your brain is getting all fuzzy huh? It just feels good doesn't it? Poor babygirl.” He smirks as she stares at him, lips parted slightly, her eyes glazed over, she couldn't think about anything except how good his touches were, how the intense heat in her body grew stronger with every passing second. She gave small nods and whimpers at his words, unaware his fingers had moved the fabric of her panties to the side, before her eyes slammed shut at the feeling of his tongue licking from her aching slit to her clit. Earning him a loud moan and her hands shooting down to his hair, tangling fingers into his hair and gripping trying to ground herself. He let out a soft groan of pleasure, his tongue pressed against her clit sending gentle vibrations against the sensitive bud. “Oh fuck I..daddy it feels so good..” Her words were mumbled and broken up by small gasps as her clit twitches against his tongue. He smirks hearing his favorite nickname slip from her lips, now the fun begins.
His tongue started to be more precise, more deliberate, taking his time to explore every inch of her dripping cunt. He moaned at the taste of her. She was a mess, gasping moaning, fingers tightening, hips stuttering trying to follow his tongue, only to be held down. His free hand takes her legs and hikes them up over his shoulder, widening her legs and giving him more access. She couldn't do anything but moan and whimper, her top riding up to her stomach, one of her own hands moving away and up under her shirt and bra pulling them up to expose her breast. Her nipples were hard, aching from being rubbed repeatedly against the fabric of her bra, her hand finding them, pinching and rolling the sensitive aching nipple. Her moans were getting more desperate, more needy, her eyes rolled back in her head as he slid his tongue inside. She was seeing stars, groping her breast roughy, her other hand twisted tightly into his hair.
“Daddy, oh fuck oh my God. Yes, yes oh your tongue is so deep. God I love you, I love how you feel inside me. Holy fuck please please don't stop, Daddy, please!” Her words were broken between desperate moans as his tongue worked inside her aching cunt, his nose rubbing against her clit as he devoured her cunt. She tasted like heaven, he was addicted, and absolutely drunk off her growing wetness. He got an idea, pulling his tongue out, followed by a loud complaining whine before she opened her eyes looking up at him, taking in his frame in that sunset that had begun, when? She had no clue, all she cared about was how handsome her butch looked right now. His chest was large, nipples hard and sensitive like hers, and he had a fun idea. He licked his lips looking at her and smirking. “You taste divine, Angel. But I think you'd want something a little more.” She tilted her head, questioning what he meant but no words came to her.
He shimmed his jeans down and off, kicking them to the side, his strap springing up under his boxers. He smirked at her, pulling the boxers down letting it free. Her mouth drooled and her cunt throbbed and clenched with need. She sat up shakily as he moved into a sitting position and made a come hither motion to her. “Come here Cottontail.” Her entire body shivered. “Be a good little slut and suck it, we need to get it nice and wet babygirl.” Her mind broke as she crawled over in between his legs, her hand wrapping around the strap as she let spit coat the tip, making him give a low growl like groan of approval. “You look so pretty like this baby, you're so sexy my stupid little slut. You want me in your mouth don't you? I bet you're getting even wetter just thinking about it. Aren't you?” She moaned nodding as she looked up at him, her eyes wide and glazed over, her tongue licking the tip. He groaned, leaning forward and cupping one of her breasts, her nipple against his palm rubbing as he groped it. “That's such a good girl, these are so pretty you know baby? You gave the perfect body for a slut don't you? Gonna moan around my cock princess? You really are my pretty little slut.” He growled out as she moaned around the strap swirling her tongue around it, trying to get it as wet as she could. After a few minutes he grabs her by the chin, pulling her off and making her look at him, spit stringing from her lips to the strap. “Such a pretty little cottontail huh? You must be so ready for me to breed that cunt of yours huh?” Her ears perked up, her body got hotter and her cunt ached, beginning to drip at the question.
“Please, please Daddy please breed me. I need it please!” She begged him, getting herself comfortable on her back, legs spread. Her pussy was a dripping spit covered mess, aching and clenching around nothing begging to be filled. How could he say no to such a good whore?
He moved between her legs, his strapped coated in her spit, her cunt coated in his, she was perfectly wet to be bred by her big strong wolf butch. He aimed and lined up the tip with her tight cunt, pressing in gently, her arms flying around his neck, her nails gently digging into his shoulders at the new sensation. “Shhh shh cottontail I got you, shh relax, don't clench just relax, we're gonna go nice and slow I promise.” He kissed the side of her head as she nodded, he starts pressing a little more forward, being met with whimpering moans and slight hisses of pain. It felt strange, painful but so good. Her walls clenched around the length of his strap once he finally bottomed out. Hips flushed together, he peppered kisses down the side of her neck. “You're doing such a good job baby, just like that. It feels good being so full doesn't it princess? Just enjoy the feeling of my cock so deep inside you baby. Did daddy’s cock fill you up? Daddy's cock is so deep inside your poor cunt isn't it baby? You look so pretty stretched out around me baby. You're taking it so well baby. I'm gonna start moving okay?” She moaned and whimpered, clenching and yelping at the fullness, it felt so damn good, every movement made her whimper. She finally nodded, her arms letting him go, as he angles himself slightly differently, knowing exactly where it's gonna hit, and starts slowly pulling back, moaning at the sound and feeling of her cunt clenching around him not wanting to be empty again, whimpering she pouted looking up at him, but it quickly turned to loud moans as she pressed back in, repeatedly, setting a rhythm that made her head spin. He was hitting that special spot inside her aching hole, repeatedly abusing it with every thrust. Her mind went blank, moans and gasps and mumbled words were the only thing escaping her lips. He reached his hand down and grabbed one of her free hands and hide it between her thighs to her clit. “Rub your clit while I breed you Cottontail, I want to feel you cum on my cock like the good like whore you are.” She moaned, her fingers finding her clit and working it quickly, the pleasure was already building so intensely, heat rose through her body a ringing was beginning in her ears, she felt light headed, he leaned down thrusting, no fucking into her and whispered “Cum for me slut, cum on Daddy's cock like the good stupid little bunny you are. You wanted me to breed you? Well take my fucking litter whore.” His hand moved to her breast, twisting and pinching her nipple, her own fingers rubbing her clit frantically, his thrusts meeting her stuttering hips, and then it all went blinding white, her moans got louder and louder as she tipped over the edge, screaming out his name as her back arched, he keeps thrusting, pinching her nipples and rides her through every little feeling, till finally her body starts to relax. Her moans quieted and her eyes fluttering closed, moving his hands and finally pulling out, he smiles crawling up next to her, chuckling to himself at the sight
He grabs his phone taking a picture of her fucked out face and body for later use. He was nothing but a pervy mutt after all. She finally comes to, her head still hazy, moving to him and snuggling into his chest. “You did such a good job baby, you did such a good job. I'm so proud of you baby, so so proud. You took it all so very well my princess. I love you too. You're my smart, sweet girl, you did so good, baby.” He kissed her forehead then tilted her head up kissing her softly.
She melts into the kisses eyes heavy, mind still very fuzzy. “Home?” She mutters sleepily, he smiles rubbing her back. “Yes princess, we can go home. Let me clean up and get you settled.” He gets up dressing himself and hops out the car setting the seats up and lets her top and skirt on. She sits on the edge of the seat, beginning to get up and walk to the front seat, before he's next to her scooping her up and carrying her to the seat. “Leave it to me princess, your legs must be so wobbly.” She giggled rolling her eyes getting in the car, resting her head against the headrest and closing her eyes as he finished packing up and started heading home.
anyway, camping with your butch werewolf girlfriend in the woods and shes on top of you in a clearing and her eyes darken and her breath shakes when she asks "are you sure" and you nod and you watch her grow thick sharp claws and drag them down your skin before digging one hand into your hip and the other into the ground next to your head. and then she puts her teeth around your neck and knots you 😌
For me, being a wolf therian and a hound go hand in hand.
I read Warhound for the first time this summer, and it completely changed my brain chemistry. Moreso, it made me realize how much I’d been lying to myself for so long.
I used to not understand why other trans women would use it/its on themselves because I thought they were demeaning and dehumanizing their own. But now, that’s exactly why I use it.
I see myself as a wolf. A weapon of mass destruction. A tool. I don’t see myself as a human, I’m an item. An asset. So why should I be considered anything but? It makes me feel really good referring to myself as an “it,” and I love it when others use it for me too.
I went from she/her to she/they/it (unsure of they/them rn tho) and that’s in large part because of the Warhound fic. I felt a little weird using those pronouns as a transfem butch, but I’ve gotten past it.
As for my identity.. I am a wolf. I like referring to my parts as fur, paws, claws, etc. I bark, growl, purr and roar. I love to roleplay and that’s because that’s when I can feel the most like myself.
I’ve always been fascinated with wolves since I was a little girl, didn’t know it was possible to identify as one. I certainly don’t identify as a human.
And I’m so naturally hound-coded. I like having someone who can think for me. I am so possessive of Handler and my friends. I am very guarded and stoic around everyone until I get to know them, and if you’re nice, I’ll be a very shy and clingy puppy around you.
But that switch can flip too, because if anyone hurts you, it’ll take a lot of convincing for me not to kill them. I have a short fuse and get annoyed very easily at my job, and I don’t like when people I love and care about get hurt. I’m a violent person and I like being praised for being that way. It’s just in my nature. I’d kill for my handler and my friends. I’m a guard/attack dog at heart.
And finally, this confirmed to me that I’m a switch, after years of telling myself that I’m a dom. It just took that little switch in my brain to realize how much I love being controlled and used for someone else’s pleasure and gain, how much I love pleasing my lady; just as much as I love fucking into her and marking her up as my own.
It was sooooo species affirming to buy and wear my gear this year. I’d never felt more like a wolf, and wearing it in front of Handler only made me feel even better. I’ve been shy to show this side of myself to her, along with the rest of my friends/packmates, but they’ve all been so helpful and it feels really good to have this support around me—otherwise I would’ve never let the beast out. ^^
Anyway, that’s my little self-exploration essay for the year. Warhound is life-changing fr.
