Shifters Delight (closed unless invited)

[LadyFairy]

Shifters Delight (Open)

ooc : i am reopening this shard to give it one last chance. please enjoy, and have fun. I started it out as a closed thread to give a few people a chance to get started. Any who wish to join please do. We need Female's as well as male's.

It was mating seassion for Lacanthrops in the jungle, for Kara a young female this would be her first trip to the Fall's where the lacanthrops met, and choose mate's. Shifting into the form of a Large black jaguar she headded off twords the Fall's.

In human form Kara is 5ft 4in weighing about 130 lbs she is slender of build with musculer arms, and legs. Her breasts are high full, and ferm. She has Long thick black hair that hits just past her waste, with dove gray almost silver eyes, and darkly taned skin.

Slowly emerging from the thick vegetation, multitudes of lush shurbery, and vines hanging from the trees. Kara sented the air, detected no other's around.

It was dark, and the moonlight was coming threw the trees she could hear the roaring sounds of the falls, and feel the spray of the water as it fell into the pool below.

Working her way down the rocks to the pool she shifted into her human form, it was hot, and steemy in the Jungle. She thought some cool water would do her good while she waited for more lacanthrops to arrive.

Kara had not caught the sent of any other lacanthrops near so knelt by the pool dipping her hand in the water she pourd the water down the vally between her breast's.

The water shimmerd in the moonlight as it ran down her soft skin, and lower still to the shadowed place between her legs where she Knelt.

Her hair flowing around her the tips barly touching the water, as she splashed more on her face droplets ran down her throat to the creamy swell of her breast's wating to be licked off.

Taking her time she wondered how long it would be before the other's arrived, the mating seassion lasted a few weeks, there were bound to be sevrel lecanthrops, arriving soon, Male and Female.

Arising from her kneeling position, and still feeling uneasy. She decided to shift back into her Jaguar form, and scout out the area around the fall's a little farther.

 

[LadyChance]

Thank you

Thx for the invite into this thread I will post to it soon... *smiles* I am looking forward to posting to this story...

 

[SaphireCameo1]

I am excited too it should be fun, I will wait a little to post but will when I can. Did you wish to make charaters for us or do we pick our own?

 

[LadyFairy]

pick your own and have fun.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

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Nakita left the cave, it was that time again soon all the Lacanthrops would gather at the falls and the rituals would begin. This was not Nakita's first gathering her first had been the year before.

Nakita had disliked her last encounter greatly her partner had been rough and not viril at all, as he had been a Lacanthrop elder he had right to choose a virgin for his pleasures all Nakita could do was comply.

As it was the way of her people Nakita knew she must attend dispite her feelings and should it be her time to bare cub then she would. Nakita scampered down the cliff face in wolf form and headed into the thick of the jungle.

 

[LadyFairy]

Heading back to the falls Kara was proud of herself she had found a small cave near by that she could use if another couple didnt get to it first. Having done her hunting earler she headed back to the falls, and caught the sent of another heading twords the falls.

Arriving back at the falls she didnt see anyone else yet. So decided to stay and wait for others to arrive. Staying in lepard form Kara leaped onto a low hanging tree branch that stuck out a little over the falls. Her tail flicking back, and forth as she enjoyed the feel of the spray from the water.

 

[LadyChance]

Shena

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Deep within the lush green forest a body moved slowly stalking along the under brush. It was that time again, a turning point of time itself. Grumbling softly to herself trying to catch the scent of prey. Shena knew it was time to head to the gathering of Shifters, the time of mating.

The feeling could not be ignored for any shifter when the time came you felt a strong pull to the Falls of Life as the shifters called it. The place where all shifters went to find one of their kind to mate with. Shena was against the mating process what right did the males have over the females to choose who she would be with. Mating should be one of choice not one of necessity for the males of the pard.

This would be her second mating and the one who took her the first time had died this past season so she had no worry that he would be there again. Only problem was there was others more dangerous within the pard. Some of the males thought being the hard dominate side to the females softly submissive side gave them the right to take what they wanted and how they wanted.

Grumbling again this time shifting shape from the previous cat form to one of a human. I wonder what those egotistical males would think if us females looked upon them as just a fuck, just once it would be nice to see them bow to us. Smiling to herself as without a thought her body is clothed using her natural abilities to form clothing. Feeling the restraining material against her sensitive skin, preferring the cat form above the rest. But in this part of the forest human form was safest. Skirting around the small settlement of natives, laughing softly as several of the children stood wide eyed at her. Shena knew the villagers thought her a ghost, laughing as she sped through the brush never leaving a trail. They had tried several times to follow her but with her abilities to shift form it made it hard for them to catch on to her trail.

Her dark flowing mane of hair swishes along her hips enticingly as she moves further into the forest. According to her calculations it should take her a few days travel to reach the falls. Giving her the freedom to run freely if only for a while before a male was to take her body. Soon she thought soon a male would tell her where and when, taking from her the freedom she so enjoyed. Looking back the way she had come making sure that no one was around before shifting her shape once again taking the form of a black wolf. Moving silently scenting the air, still in search of prey. Her hunger leading her in the way of a small wounded sloth, knowing that she could not feast as she so wanted but only bloody it. Keeping her wits about it so that she would not be overfull at the time of the mating.

 

[Cammon]

Misconceptions

It is a popular misconception that Lycanthropy is a curse or disease. In reality, it exists as a transcendant form of both, or neither, like a genetic condition that incites it's bearers to the forms of nature. It's another misconception that you would be a 'werewolf' if you were a Lycanthrope. Untrue... the eldest shifters, the closest to the blood ties, and the call of the moon, could shift at any time, and into multiple animal forms, even into hybrids. Jaguarmen, Bat-Folk, Bearpeople, Wolfmen, Naga, even Rats... great tribes and clans had once roamed the earth, their ties closest to a single sect of beasts, even tigers, lions, or pigs were remembered by those with the talent to remember past lives.

Ramma Cammon is such a creature, one of pure blood and proper upbringing, the shapeshifters gift granting him knowledge of not only animals, but of the female form as well... Ramma is a gifted shaper, one who's seed would be rightly prized, one who's shifter nature is as obvious as it is fluid. His favored form, the Chiropteran Lord, seizes high above the falls, where only the bravest (and stupidest) of the virile young shifters go, soaring out above the spray before cutting down, leather wings spread thin, then snapped tight to his lean body, an arrow darting toward the cold, dark waters of the falls basin.

Showing off, to be sure... but it's expected of the young males, even required. He's careful not to take much note of anyone in particular yet, cutting the waters surface again in the shape of Man, his long, wavy black hair plastered to his head, fine, marble hard features dappled with droplets of water, glistening on the bronze of his flesh. Too many lessons in finding a mate, really... Make yourself a prize, prove your strength, find the best and conquer the rest.

Seventeen, this would be his second Mating, and even as he left the water in human form, the obvious changes of the last cycle were evident in his body. More muscular, more poised, still as affected by the present female heat as last year, to prove his virility with a standing spire of glistening male flesh...

Welcome to the falls...

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Nakita Arrives

Nakita loved the power and the pack pride she felt in wolf form. It was in this form that she felt most connected to her people, the pack instict of the brother wolf hightened her tribal honour towards the Lacanthrops people.

The wolf form fitting for today, serving to give her strength to follow tradition dispite her inner fear bubbling to the surface. Hearing the roar of the falls Nakita slowed her pace fighting the urges to turn and flea.

The pride and instict forcing her to make her way down to the waters edge as all other Lacanthrops of mating age did at the Falls of Life this day.

Shifting into woman form her long blond hair cascading down her back like the water over the rocks, her eyes still yellow like the wolf, Nakita was a fine looking woman with strong body tone and curves good for baring young she would make one Lacanthrop male a fine mate this day.

It was just in her heart that she wished it would be with a gentle mate and not like the elder who had treated her as a possesion the year before, it had been his right to deflower which ever virgins he wished but Nakita still despised that he had chosen her, guiltly she was relived to find his seed had not taken and she had not bore his cub.

 

[Cammon]

Ramma and Nakita

How could such a female not gather attention?

Glistening bronze skin dappled with the falls final gifts, Ramma turned at the scent of wolf. Blonde hair greeting his dark eyes, fine features and an excellent body. A lupine? A fine lupine it would seem! Naked and uncaring of his abrupt arrousal the shifter prince hopped from one stone to another, crossing the calmer edge of the falls basin, making his way toward the attractive female.

"Well now... welcome to the Falls of Life this season. Have you come at the front of your pack, then?" His voice is honey on silk, like you'd expect a cat to sound like in human form, just the slightest growl, the slightest african accent. He approaches Nakita brazenly, dark eyes gliding over her form, but then slipping past her, standing within arms reach and looking into the jungle around them.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

The tiny hairs on Nakita's neck stood up on end as his voice broke through her thoughts and a shiver traced the length of her spine.

"Well now... welcome to the Falls of Life this season. Have you come at the front of your pack, then?" His voice is honey on silk, like you'd expect a cat to sound like in human form, just the slightest growl, the slightest african accent.

Turning slowly Nakita took in this mighty Lacanthrop, strong and lean of body with long, wavy black hair plastered to his head, fine, marble hard features with droplets of water, glistening on the bronze of his flesh. A magnificant man and one of power she had guessed.

Clearing her throat she answered softly "no most of my pack died in the winter past" lowering her eyes back to the water, she did not wish to seem above her status by making eye contact for too long. Nakita had been the last cub born to the old pack, it was her hope this season to join with another pack after this coming together at the Falls of Life.

 

[Cammon]

Getting to know you

"Tragedy..." he exclaims honestly, his features furrowing in sympathy. "The storm season can be hard. This becomes all to common in our late days, proof that we are a dying breed. You will find a new pack then?"

This unfamiliar stranger slowly began to walk around her, making circles, near enough to touch her several times, but never quite making contact. He would look at her, at her svelte form, her lean lines of muscle and sensual curves, then he would turn his gaze back out to the harsh jungle, watching for more to come, watching for others to make thier presence known. At length, he would move in behind the pretty lupine, trying to slide his form up against hers from behind, exagerating his nakedness as he growls softly...

"I am called Ramma. I would greet you the first mating day of this season... Toward Sun-Comes-Up, I am known as Ramma the Skin Dancer, and I am the son and life student of Rahj Cammon, the Bengal Father, Shakti's Son. This will be my second season, and I hope to win a fine female such as you..."

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Nakita turned her head as best she could to follow his movements. This striking man circled her, like a hunter its prey. His strong masculin sent filling her nostrils as he brushed against her his voice like the growls of a mountain tiger in her ear causing her nerves to respond and her skin to tingle as if she had gotten a chill.

"I am called Ramma. I would greet you the first mating day of this season... Toward Sun-Comes-Up, I am known as Ramma the Skin Dancer, and I am the son and life student of Rahj Cammon, the Bengal Father, Shakti's Son. This will be my second season, and I hope to win a fine female such as you..." His tone deep and seductive, Nakita took in a sharp breath trying to calm herself.

"I am Nakita daughter of Kantu and Mitza, but comon tribes people My lord" It had not escaped her who he was his introduction making it clear. Nakita lowered her eyes and now her body acordingly bowing before Prince Ramma "forgive me for not recognizing you sooner my lord" her eyes still lowered Nakita could still feel him circling around her, causing her heart to beat like a bongo drum.

 

[LadyFairy]

Laying on her branch over the falls. Kara watched as two other Lycanthrops arrived. Nether seemded to take much note of her presants. She wondered if she should make herself known to them, and was suprised that they hadnt noticed her sent, or seen her. Her sent she could understand for she was over the falls.

Flicking her tail back and forth as she decided. For now she had chosen her Jaguar form tho she had manny this was her favorite. She was curious, and afriad all at the same time for this was to be her first maiting, and she did not wish to Disapoint the remaining few members of her pride. This last winter had been hard on everyone encluding the humans in their settelments.

Streatching lazly, she begain cleaning her fur. Enjoying the beauty of the falls. Kara decided she would stay where she was, and smiled. If they noticed her she would intoduce herself. If not well what they didnt know wouldnt hurt her.

 

[Cammon]

Meeting

Ramma pauses his circling and stalking as he bows, easing behind her, his hips tight up against hers, his hands sliding along her hips, her belly, his hardness trapped between them, rigid flesh tucked against the yielding flesh of her ass. His groin presses tightly to her body, his wrists gliding along her, marking her with his scent and showing dominance in raw animal fashion. "Nakita... a beautiful name." He observes cooly, his voice lowering a touch, rumbling with an interested growl.

There are very few other Lycanthropes here, hiding here and there amongst the foliage, perched up high or slinking in the undergrowth. Soon the bravest will be mounting the falls, as he just did, to leap off through the spray and cut the water, proving their prowess and bravery. None seem to object, however, to his initial contact with the female, so he continues observing her, testing her... "But I am no more your lord than I can prove, Nakita... I'm no member of your pack. I'm just some strange male with impressive breeding. I will have to do my part to win such a prize as everyone else... I just have the advantage today of being /early/...."

 

[LadyFairy]

Having finnished cleaning her fur. Kara watched the two below with interest. Her silver eyes flashing in the moon light as she waited for others to arrive. No one in her pard had explaind anything to her saying only that she would learn soon enough.

She wished some of the others had come with her, but she had been the only one that was nether too old to bare cubs, or to young. Most of the male's having been hunded by humans or killed in the winter. Looking around she hoped another would arrive soon. Even should it be anther female she could talk with until the male's arrived.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Nakita felt his body press to her's his scent becoming overwelming as her skin responded to his touch, Nakita's breathing slowed to an almost purr but her heart was so rapid she could hear it beating.

His hands brushed firmly over her body, he was testing her fertility and her response to his advances the ritual had begun. Nakita's younge and sensitive nipples begun to harden both from the excitement this male produced within her and from the light cooling spray of the falls. His voice was like a seductive melody low deep and controling.

"But I am no more your lord than I can prove, Nakita... I'm no member of your pack. I'm just some strange male with impressive breeding. I will have to do my part to win such a prize as everyone else... I just have the advantage today of being /early/...." he purred softly into her ear causing heat to flow over her body like a soft silk fabric.

Nakita closed her eyes trying to niether seem egar or dismissive of Ramma's advances. Saphire was still new to the rituals, but she knew enough to know he was concidering her for a possible mate, his hands resting on her hips pulling her firmly against him assert his dominace both over her and to other male Lacanthrops who may be lerking near by.

Nakita's voice was soft and low like a gentle summer breeze "I thank you Ramma, you are most kind" her response was soft and whispered almost breathless as her senses began to be filled by his powerful display of dominace.

 

[Cammon]

Growling softly, the Shifter Prince let his rigid cock run in the furrow of her ass, gliding up and down in the sexy trough of flesh. He called upon his gifts then, his hands sliding up to cover her breasts, squeezing her before the fingers began to elongate, stretching as the bones popped and lenthened, his skin suddenly feathery soft, supple leather stretching over her skin. The fur on his chest sprouted, deep black as the hair on his head, and his muzzle jutted forth with a crackle from his sharp features. Muscle expanded, energy rippling, coiling within him and now exploding outward in an organic display of violent transformation. His upper ribs thickened, flattening, while the lower tucked in, his height stretching another eight inches to tower over her, his muzzle gliding against her ear, scenting her with his upturned nose. Lean to begin, his belly became wiry, tight sinew, only to be covered by sparse black fur the texture of velveteen. His hard cock grew red, and slick, tipping forward so the sheathe that swelled around the base would grow and fill against her flesh while the huge maleness jutted moist against the base of her back. His legs strenthened, his feet evolving, one rising nimbly to act as a hand, wrapping around her lower body to grip around her thigh, even an opposable thumb tipped with a wicked claw grazing across her soft skin. His bestial nature revealed, the Bat Lord clung to her, half man and half chiropteran, his leathery wings unfurling at the last to cling to her like a second skin, laced with bones as fine and supple as young reeds.

"You are a desirable mate, Nakita..." comes the formerly smooth voice, now grating, a slight wheezing as the torso heavy creature breathes in her scent through flaring nostrils. He gives a little hunch, clutching her body in his flesh embrace as his impressive organ thrusts against the small of her back... "And even in the shape of woman I can smell your heat..."

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Nakita stiffened in his embrace her senses were not prepared for him to shift forms, her body ridged yet her scent was wafting threw the air as much as his.

Her fears causing excitement within her body which she could not hide. A fether like touched brushed over her bare breast extracting a soft sigh from Nakita as her breast firm and tanned became peeked by hard rose coloured mounds.

Ramma's change continued his form darkening his presence more dramatic and mysterious. His whispers continued but were not her focus, Nakita's focus was on his body his power his maleness.

Ramma's male organ pushed into the small of Nakita's back displaying his size and his right to claim her. The slickness was hot and firm against her skin, contrasting to the pillows of fur cushioning her shoulders and the leathery feel of his wings circling her body almost shielding them from on lookers, like a cloak blocking out the sun.

"And even in the shape of woman I can smell your heat..." his comments causing heat to fill her face and her knee's to weaken, embaressed by her proud display of desire although it be against her will. She hoped he was not displeased but doubted it as his own display of desire was firm against her back causing her womanly folds to become moist and to lightly throb.

Seeking a moment of repreve her nerves still uncertain of the rituals and of her place Nakita whispered a soft question that was blended with a soft unexpected moan "does my lord not need more time to choose a mate" hoping he would not be angered by her doubt but her mind still strugling over his interest in her.

 

[LadyChance]

Shena

Time seems to move faster when you are going somewhere you did not wish to be. Shena took her time but before she knew it she could hear the falls knowing she was close. The scent of the water along with scents of males and females drew her on closer.

The under brush here was more lush springing to life as one moved through it, almost as if it had a spirit of its own guarding its secrets. Colors were more brilliant the closer one got to the falls with the added rainbow affect giving it the quality of true wonder. Birds of every color flocked here to feast upon the lushness of the surrounding lake. As did other wildlife making prey in aboundance, which is why the falls had been picked for the mating times.

Having been here previously the year before Shena knew some of what was to be exspected. Moving about the growth choosing a secluded area to sit and watch closely as the males tried to impress the females and the females sat waiting for the men to choose. Each playing a sort of Dominance game over the other, this was the clincher for the young males to get in good with the pard. If they could bare with a female giving life to their pride then they moved forward in their ranks. But if they did not then they stayed as they were waiting for the next year hoping for another chance. Females young enough to mate were senting here in the hopes of the pards expansion. To many of our kind had been lost to man, natural causes and other such dangers luring in the jungle. Making it hard on all prides to continue on without the ritual falls of life ceremonies.

Shifting to the human female form that she preferred, her small petite body formed perfectly. With high thrusting breasts just slightly on the larger size, her hips well rounded. Large green eyes and long lush black hair, her days as a human female gave her skin a darker tone to it. The slim line of her body enhanced just enough with the firm muscles rippling lightly with her movements. Shena moved to the waters edge testing the water before slipping into it. The cool refreshing feel of it brushing delicately over her skin bringing a soft sigh of pleasure from her lips. Cleansing away the dust from her travels, as well as calm her already jangled nerves.

Taking her time to bath preparing for her own trials, before climbing from the waters moving up to her chosen spot to lay and sun herself. Soaking in the suns rays warming her skin to satifaction. Lazily watching the goings on around her, one male caught her eye as he deminstrated his prowless for a female. His antics were quiet a sight to watch as he tried to woo the female before him.

 

[LadyFairy]

Kara was amazed at the male's display and quite impressed herself. She had never attempted the shape of a bat and so her curiosty was aroused. It looked as tho he had made his choice already tho, and she would not interfear.

Catching the sent of another female near by Kara's gazed wandered from the two below her to the new comer. She was a beautiful sight to behold, and Kara wondered if she had been to the falls before....

Deciding to introduce herself Kara Lept from her branch to a ledge near by. Making her way carfuly down the falls. Once at the bottom she slowly changed her shape as she walked twords the other woman. Hoping that maybe she could awncer some of her questions.

Stoping a short distance away showing respect for the other female. She smiled and introduced herself. Ready to move should the other female take offence to her approch. Greetings i am Kara.... She said her vioce soft with a slight purrr as tho she were not quite used to speaking in human form.

 

[Cammon]

Ramma and Nakita

Nakita stiffened in his embrace, her body rigid yet her scent joining his to thicken the air around them. Fear and excitement joined in conspiring to excite both predator and mate, her scent an intoxicating spice.

Bold in his youth, Ramma continues the teasing sexual touches, his wings curling downward, the hooks at the tip, no more outstanding than a human thumb, and pointed with a pale amber talon, curling around the peaks of her nipples, so obvious against the sensitive membrane of his enveloping wings. It also serves to highlight her for any of the other shifters watching, how her body is so easily toyed with by this cocky male, how she instantly reacts in her heat, how he can excite her. It's all about demonstrating prowess and virility... not like the combat that is sure to come later when he will have to best males for a females attention.

He could tell, by the sublte body language, the slight lean of her svelte form against him, pressing back to the lush fur on his chest, the tiniest arch of her back to cause his thick organ to glide on her skin, to press more tightly to her. Her scent, as her sex blossomed with her excitement, grows only more powerful in that tight confine, though with her words he slithers away, stroking as much of her as he can with wings, and leg, and cock, before leaving her standing alone, the shroud of his enfolding flesh gone from her.

"Does my lord not need more time to choose a mate" She had moaned, prompting his withdrawl and his sassy reply, his eyes gliding back over her form, catching briefly on the sticky swath of his lust glistening just over her tailbone...

"Of course... but the birds of prey must show their brightest plumage before it's plucked by the jealous hunter, mustn't they? Else there'd be little chance that a female would remember such a pretty falcon so steeped in blood." He shifted back, a rapid, skillful change, his body rippling as he walked to the waters edge, slinking down to lie on the stone, reclining on his hip while propped on one elbow like a great cat, surveying the pool. "I expect this years competition to be quite... stiff..."

 

[Jagged]

Jason loved his grey wolf form the most. It was the first he learned as a young man. He had enjoyed being a teen wolf thinking back the sounded funny, but he loved it and saviored every minute of it. He ran, even swam as a wolf. Hunting was an interesting experience as well as interacting with the true wolves of the woods. One pack of wolves even had adopted him. It was a convincing act on his part. Now it was time to mate with his own kind. In his human form Jason was short but strong human male standing at 5'8" with long black hair and deep blue eyes.


The thought of little pups of his own running around only incited him to run that much faster. The shifter wolf soon broke through the hot steamy jungle to a pool being fed by the falls. Two women were near the pool son not wanting to interupt Jason moved away from the pair and found a nice sandy spot and scretched out like he had seen cats do more then a few times. So Jason stretched out and watched the lovely women with knowing eyes.

 

[LadyChance]

Shena

The scent of the female warned Shena to the other females presence, turning her head slightly viewing the female in her human form. Tho a bit slighter of build with grey eyes she was still remarkable to look at. When she spoke, Greetings i am Kara... it was soft and one could tell that she was not use to using a humans form of speaking.

Smiling a welcome to her and sitting up further, Blessings sister kin I am Shena. Daughter to Ronan and Shalima. Please come be seated and talk it is long since I have spoke to one of my own kind and it is pleasing.

Lifting her head to the wind taking in the scent of the male that had moved close by. It seems we have caught others attention, the males I believe are getting restless. With saying this I look to where the first bold male had now moved away from the female he had looked to try and impress. Shaking her head delicately and then nodding her head in the direction of the big male. So that Kara would know what I was looking at.

He is full of himself, looks to be powerful and would prove to be skillful but that is yet to be seen. Time will tell tho I have seen several like him this mating time.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Nakita hadnt noticed she was holding her breath till Ramma stepped away from her and softly and seductively her breath released over her soft pouty lips in a sensual sigh.

Glancing at the strong male Nakita was a mixture of nerves and excitement he was truely beautiful laying out like a strong masculine lion servaying over his pride.

Felling feverish and unsettled Nakita needed to cool and calm herself......running she leapt into the air and with the grace of an egal swooped over Ramma's head and dove down into the cool water of the falls. Surfacing a few feet away from him she smiled softly as she watched him brush droplets of water from his chest that she had splashed there. She hid her giggle by turning away from him and floating further out into the pool.