FGA/Say, "Sure, c'mon in"
From Create Your Own Story
You step back and allow the wolf into your apartment. He glances around as you shut the door, then takes a step toward you, his red tongue lolling out of the side of his mouth.
"So, did you survive the fur flu, or have you not caught it yet?" he asks.
"I survived," you tell him. "I thought I was going to die, and then this morning I work up like this, unchanged." You hesitate. "So, any idea how humans are being treated these days? I mean, am I going to get eaten if I step outside?" You give a tight laugh to try to make light of the situation, but your stomach is a tight knot of worry. Now that you think about it, maybe letting such a large predator into your apartment wasn't the brightest idea.
"Nah, you're fine," the wolf says. "We all remember being human. We're still mostly human on the inside. Mostly. We do have these crazy strong mating urges now, but everything else is the same. I'm Jack, by the way."
"Nice to meet you," you say, but frown. "What do you mean, mating urges?"
He chuckles, a sound like a rumbling growl, and takes another step toward you. You catch a whiff of strong, male musk and glance down at his sheath, which has swollen and the red tip of his cock is poking out. "I mean, we're all horny all the time. That's why I knocked on your door, to see if you wanted to fuck. So? Do you?"
