Biten during the full moon

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She was running, she was always running in her dream, which was more of a nightmare. It was a wooded area, though it was never quite clear where she was. She was confused, unsure of whether she was running away from something or someone, but eventually she falls, scraping her hands and knees. Fear coursing through her veins as something large approaches, the light of the full moon briefly illuminating piercing yellow eyes. Black fur and the rest was a blur. Mandy woke up covered in sweat, the memory of that night haunted her even now years later.

She got out of bed, she didn't bother wearing anything to bed as the full moon approached, from experience she knew it was easier this way. There were advantages to being a werewolf. She was in better shape than she had ever been, she no longer needed to wear her glasses, and her metabolism had practically doubled over night. She only had a few periods a year, and her sex drive soared during those times.

The hardest thing to get used to was being able to lick her own balls as a wolf, as the one who bite her had a female wolf form, therefore her own wolf form was male. While wolves mated for life, there was enough humanity in werewolves to make the mating drive less permanent. Eventually most werewolves either settled into a mating pair or went the lone wolf route. So far Mandy had been a loner, mating as needed both as a human and as a wolf. Lately though the urges had been getting stronger, and she felt the need to hunt.

She pulled on a thin silken robe and headed outside, she ran as soon as she could the moon was nearly full. Tomorrow night would be the first night of the change, and then there would be three nights of running as a wolf. She loved running, Mandy took in deep breaths of the cool night air, letting the sensations of nature surround her and comfort her. Her long dark hair flowed down her back, the silken robe flowing along her soft contours.


(closed for halfmooncircle and myself)

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

Peter cursed at his car, as it sputtered to a stop in the middle of the woods.

"cmon you bitch! work!"

The car responded by giving a bang, as smoke began pouring out of the engine.

"Oh fuck...fuck this." Peter yelled, as he jumped out of the car. Why had he taken the shortcut? he was terrible with directions. he really should have known better, for he was never any good with directions. He pulled out his cellphone, looking to call for help.

No service.

"oh this is just GREAT!" he shouted to himself. "I'm lost in these godforsaken woods...what the hell am i supposed to do?" He kicked his tire, and cursed again in pain.

Suddenly, in the distance, he saw a the figure of a person headed his direction. What luck! "Help! You there! Can you help me?"

 

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If the noise hadn't drawn her, the scent of the car uncertainly would have. She moved unnaturally fast towards the now stopped vehicle, her robe flung open the moon highlighting her pale milky skin. She slowly down and managed to resecure her robe, before getting closer, she could easily take the young man, as a werewolf she was nearly fearless.

"Depends on what you need?" she could smell him, and the scent aroused her, their was fear, frustration, anger, and more all exuded unbidden. She should have eaten before she left her home, the urge to show her prominent canines and feast on the tender flesh of his neck was quite strong.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

His eyes glanced up and down the seductive woman's body. Wow she was beautiful. He even temporarily forgot his current plight.

Another bang from the engine brought him back to reality.

"sorry to bother you miss, but my phone seems to have problems out here. I was wondering if your house was near, so that I might use your phone to call for help?"

 

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Storms were flickering across the sky, clouds rolling, moon shining brightly one moment, hidden the next. "Cell phone reception is spotty at best out here. I live that way." She waved casually over yonder a distant house illuminated by a brief flash of lightning followed by the deep rumble of thunder.

He was lucky she supposed, had he met her twenty four hours later this meeting would have been far more bloody. She smiled at the thought and turned her back on him, as if not caring heading back for home, needing a fix for her natural and unnatural hungers.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

He followed her back. Something about this woman was unique, different, He couldn't put his finger on it. Though at the moment, he was just relieved to have found some way to make contact, that he brushed all thoughts aside.

"The name's Peter," he said, finally catching up to her. "and yours is?"

 

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He introduced himself, which was completely unnecessary to her mind. She hoped he wouldn't expect her to remember his name or anything so mundane. "Mandy," she opened the door, the house was dark, only flashes of lightning providing light. She moved easily in the darkness and offered him a phone, unaware that her robe had come undone again and that her bodily desire was as blatant as her dark hard tits. "The storm will only make driving conditions worse."

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

Peter reached out to take the phone from her. He dialed 911, only to fine no dialtone, turning to return it to her, he suddenly dropped it as he noticed her bare body. Her robe had become open somewhere along the way, and she was now bare in the front. He felt an odd sense of trepidation, as if some sixth sense was telling him to leave. But his arrousal overtook any such thoughts, and rooted him to the ground.

"I..uhh....you.." he stood transfixed, seemingly to lose his voice. He finally managed a meager "your robe...its..um..undone...."

 

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"oh well," she murmured securing the emerald green silk sash around her waist again, not bothering to do much with the material itself, leaving a pale line of flesh between her breasts exposed. "Storms must have knocked out a phone line." Mandy moved to a mini fridge and poured herself a blood red beverage.

"Will you be going back to your car?" he would be foolhardy to do so, but to remain here was probably more dangerous in the end, but he didn't know that. She drank slowly letting the drink calm her animal instincts. She drained the glass and licked her soft red lips. "Not many travelers around here, as you undoubtedly know by the condition of the roads. What brings you out here? Business or Pleasure?" the second word was a soft sensual drawl as she casually watched him. She had taken a seat on a old fashioned fainting couch, one leg freed from her robe, the pale muscular length tipped with toenails painted a nearly matching emerald green.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

Her every word danced in his ears like a soft kiss. They sensually drifted towards him, leaving him weak kneed and short of breath. Her every movement oozed with sexuality. Even the way she poured herself the drink, had erotic written all over it. Not to mention her choice in wardrobe. He had never seen a more beautiful woman in his entire life. His eyes drank in her legs as she sat down, savoring ever inch of their smoothness.

"...pleasure."

The way she said that word sent chills up his spine. The word rolled off her tongue with the soft spoken seductive tone that could stop any man dead in his tracks.

"My car?" he suddenly stammered. Brought temporarily out of his day dream. "I..I..don't think that would be much of use. I still can't contact anyone." He remained standing by the phone, watching her sipping her drink cooly, slowly. "Maybe...I could stay here a while longer, and hope for the phone lines to go back up?"

He suddenly paused.

"I mean...if that isn't a problem with you!!" He was mortified by his apparant rudeness. "I mean..I don't relaly have anywhere to be anyway. I'm on vacation you see...and wanted to see some of the nature out here."

 

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He stammered through his words, and it was adorable. She nodded casually accepting his unintentional question to stay in her home. "It is quite wild out there," she waved her hand towards a large sliding glass door that led to the backyard which was more forrest than yard. She shifted her legs against each other as she settled into the chair, barely concealing the fact that she was wearing nothing under her robe. "Are you hungry?" she asked casually inhaling the sweet scent of fear and desire radiating off him like a trapped animal who didn't know it was about to be slaughtered.

She sighed softly, running one long soft finger down along the edge of her robe, deliberately showing off her flesh before finally covering herself.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

He gulped as he watched her shift her legs, brushing them against each other seductively. Christ...she wasn't wearing any underwear. He felt his member start to stir inside his pants, as his eyes were glued to her. Thank god it was dark, and that she wouldn't see his arrousal. How rude it would have been?

"Umm...something to eat? I'm ok...but I'll take a drink?" he asked nervously. Something about this place was telling him to run away, and get out. But he couldn't. This woman had him under her spell. Everything about her made him want to stay. Her voice, her body, her scent. It all drew him in.

"I'll need something strong.." he said, shaking his mind out of the reverie. "Its been a tough day."

 

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"There's various decanters over there," the lightning seemed to randomly illumnate the mini bar just across the room. She was not about to play some placating hostess to him. She reclined further back, lounging casually eyeing up her unsuspecting prey. He was in fairly good shape, and she found herself considering the many different paths the night could take. There was little chance of him finding his way back to his car even in the daylight, and her phone service was not a high priority.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

He strolled across the room, and looked at a red drink, the same one that she had poured herself earlier. The bottle was unlabled. he shrugged and poured himself a glass. He walked back towards his hostess, and murmered a "thanks" as he took a sip.

The taste was intoxicatingly strong, it seemed to waft up into his mind, causing his vision to blur for a moment. He shook his head to knock away the spins, which only made them worse.

"woah. you drink some pretty strong stuff there, miss." he said, now taking careful and deliberate steps "mind if a sit for a second?"

 

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"I'd prefer it to you falling drunk on my floor and making a mess of yourself," she smiled at his choice of drink. Her rapid metabolism allowed her to drink and eat pretty much anything she wanted. It was quite common for their kind to dabble in the drug trade for the high, and to feed of the users. She had her recreational interest, but she preffered her prey healthy both mentally and physically.

"There isn't much in terms of camping around here," she made the comment offhand. She knew the rumors the forest held, and that it drew both hunters and animal hunters.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

"Is that right?" he asked, sitting down next to her, taking another sip of his drink. It really was strong, he was begining to feel his body getting warmer. Sitting next to his host, his eyes wandered down her neckline, letting the frequent flashes of lightning illuminate her cleavage. She was truly a beautiful woman.

"Thats a pity then I was hoping to get some hunting done sometime." he replied, taking his eyes away from her body before she caught him. "What about yourself? I don't suppose a pretty lady like you fancies herself a huntress?" His words were becomming slured as the drink began to take a stronger effect on him. He tugged at his collar and loosened it, feeling the heat build up.

 

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She doubted he would remain alert too much longer, not that she minded. He was already trapped, it was just a matter of when she chose to play with him now. "When I kill something, I eat it." She could have said if just as easily, but seeing his pupils dilate, his pulse race, was rather amusing. She smiled, baring prominent canines that undoubtedly gave her a rather carnivorous look. Which was true, her taste for pasta and bread was nearly non existent. Even milk and cheese were a rare item. Fresh fruits and vegetables were okay, but her stove had never been used. She liked her meat raw, which before the change would have made her sick to think about, but now it seemed convenient to not have to cook meat.

"Any animal in particular," she was expecting him to fall asleep any moment. Once a trapped animal realizes it is trapped and can do nothing, the adreline fades and tiredness seeps in.

OOC (got to get some sleep myself. g'night)

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

OOC: thats fine. we'll pick up tm then.

IC
"oh you know...just your everyday deer," he yawned. His head was spinning, and he felt as if his eyes were being pulled shut. He rubbed them vainly in trying to stay awake.

"I'm sorr," he yawned again... "I..I suddenly find myself extremely...slee..." he didn't even finish his sentence, as he fell back against the sofa, asleep. The empy glass slipped out of his hand and fell silently against the carpet.

 

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She picked up the glass and set them in the kitchen to be washed. She found an old blanket and covered his body. She locked the doors and drifted back to her bedroom, removing her robe and slipping between the sheets. The situation was interesting and she looked forward to the next day dawning. Her dreams were untroubled and she woke feeling well rested.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

His dreams were troubled. He was running through the woods, as if persued by some unseen creature. The full moon seemed to light up the woods, as he dashed through the branches and thicket. Every moment, he heard footseps right behind him, but he never dared to turn back, to stare his pursuer in the eye. Suddenly, he tripped, his foot caught in a outgrown tree root. As he fell to the ground, and felt someone descend upon him, he screamed.

He awoke in a sweat, at first confused by where he was. He suddenly remembered last night. The car, the woman in the woods, her strange seductive quality, the drink...

"ugh.... he moaned. Rubbing his forehead with his hands. That drink really did a number on him. Sunlight stremaed through the open window, signifying that it was morning. He took a better look at his surroundings, now that the daytime had made it more visible. It was an enormous room he was in. His benefactor must have been very wealthy.

Not wanting to be rude, he quickly got up, and folded the blanket. He placed it on a chair, and started walking around the room, admiring it. All the time, wondering what time it was, and where his host was.

 

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She didn't bother dressing as she went to the bathroom to take care of her morning ritual. It was only as she was getting out of the shower that her thoughts turned to her 'guest' and she used the term lightly. Prey was a more likely term and she smiled at the thought of the hunt. She dried off and walked back to her room still naked. She opted for casual clothing, a pair of grey slacks and a simple button down shirt in a silvery gray.

The color would have appeared drab on anyone else, but with her pale skin, dark hair, and green eyes, it suited her. Especially since her canine form was dark gray. She made her way downstairs, seeing how her guest had faired. He was probably hungry, but she wouldn't eat until the sunset and she became the wolf.

"Sleep well," it was an offhand comment not really a question, but niceties seemed important.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

He turned his head, at the sound, seeing his host come in the room.

"Yes I did, very well." he replied. "I apologize for my rudeness last night. I guess I can't hold my alcohol as well as i thought." His eyes glazed up and down over her body. Even dresed her her plain grey outfit, she was strikingly attractive. Her voice, dripping with that same sensuality that had pervaded his ears the night before.

 

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"Well it wasn't your usual drink." She said with a smirk, eyeing him up and down like meat. "Are you hungry this morning?" she didn't bother asking if he'd tried the phone again, mainly because she didn't care. She headed for the kitchen mixing up a raw egg shake.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

"Hungry?" he asked, as he looked up. "now that you mention it, I guess I am. I didn't really have anthing to eat last night." He walked towards her, smiling as she chugged down the raw egg drnk. His head was still spinning, and would possibly ask her for one later.

"whadya got to eat?"

 

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"I don't have much in the way of cereal or bread, but I have eggs, veggies if you want an omelette. The milk is fresh, and I might have some bacon in there." She paused, licked her lips, rinsed out her glass. "I don't cook," she poured a glass of orange juice and settled onto a kitchen stool. "We really out to check your car again, hope it's not stuck in the mud."