A young man was walking alone in the forest near his village, he was gathering supplies to help build a new business place for his grandfather. However, he soon became lost, and the sun was starting to lay down to rest and the moon was taking its place. The young man had heard many different legends and myths about strange and bizarre beasts that come out at night, but he never believed in them. A beautiful, white, glowing moon was out tonight, it was almost hypnotic. The boy's grandfather told him not to go out tonight, for there would be a full moon out. The grandfather said that during a full moon wolf-like creatures come out and prey on those who are foolish enough to leave the "safe" confines of the village's wall, and that he had some scars on his back to prove it. However, the young man didn't believe him, he just thought he was getting senile, 'cause his grandfather got those scars when he was a mercenary a long time ago. Oddly though, his grandfather wasn't the only person to warn him about leaving. A gorgeous young woman warned him too. But he was too busy admiring her beauty. She was the person that the young man wanted to date, but he was always to shy or timid to ask her out, let alone even talk to her. The young man raised enough courage to ask, "Why are you telling not to leave, surely a smart, attractive woman like yourself doesn't believe in silly little fairytales, do you?" He was afraid that that may've sounded like an insult. The young woman responded with, "Just, please don't leave the village tonight, I don't want you getting hurt." The boy then said, "But I need to get some supplies for my grandfather." The girl said, "Well, that is a noble cause, but still, if you leave, that handsome little face of yours might get hurt." The young man blushed a little, then he noticed it was getting late, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, but I have to go. I'll see you later, Wilka." He thought that she had the most beautiful name in the world. Wilka looked down to the ground and said, "Yeah, see you later." The young man loved the way she smelled too, she smelt like vanilla and roses.
 
The boy now wished he would've listened to Wilka as he was now far away from the village,and it was dark and cold out. The orange and red Autumn leaves blew in the eerie wind. The young man saw a pair of yellow glowing eyes in the trees and he let out a girlish scream. However, it was simply just an owl in its nest. He thought his mind was starting to play tricks on him, until he heard a loud howl in the distance. The now scared young man ran back in the direction that he thought would lead him back home. However, he knew he ran the wrong way as soon as he heard the howl again, but this time the sound came from right behind him. He stopped in his tracks as the howl made him stiffen up in terror. He slowly turned around, expecting to see his death, but before he could see what it was, it pounced on him, causing him to fall to the cold ground. The young man covered his face with his hands as he could feel the creature's warm breath on his neck. He was surprised when the breath didn't smell too bad.......in fact it smelt like......vanilla and roses! He thought that the shadowy figure that was on top of him had killed Wilka and rubbed her blood on its body. But this horrible thought vanished from his mind as he slowly uncovered his face. The shadowy beast that was on top of him wasn't a beast at all, in fact, it was a woman.....Well, kind of a woman. It had a feminine figure to it, It had long silver hair, however, it was covered in grey and white fur. The boy began to blush when he glanced over her fur covered body. The strange female covered in fur had a small wolf-like muzzle, wolf-like ears, and a surprisingly soft tail too.
 
The wolffish woman slowly started to lick the the young mans face. The young man was still mildly scared of the wolf woman, until fear turned into surprise when she said, "Oh, I'm so glad that I found you before I lost control, Bytte!" The strange fur covered woman somehow knew his name. He then questioned her and answered his own question when he said, "W-wait, how do you know my name!?" He then sniffed her a little to smell her fragrance, vanilla and roses. "W-wait, are-are you......Wilka?!", he asked in surprise. She responded with, "Yes, I'm Wilka. This is what I really am. I'm sorry." She sounded sad. Wilka then said, "But you don't have to worry about me yet, see, I'm still in control." To prove to him that she was still in control, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. Bytte started to blush again as he found her nude yet covered in fur body strangely attractive, his "member" started to rise, but it was still restricted by his pants. Wilka made a small yipping noise as she felt some object accidentally touch her "neathers". Both of them started to blush and avoid eye contact. Then Wilka realized something, someone still finds her attractive in her true form. She asked happily yet hesitantly, "D-do you still think I'm appealing like this?" Bytte clumsily responded with, "D-do I, well, I-I, um......." Wilka said, "Oh, I'll just find out myself." She grabbed his head and softly pushed his face into her chest-tuft. Bytte's face was now extremely red from blushing. He felt his hand instinctively grab her rear and stroke her tail. Wilka felt his member rise up even more. She said, "I'll take that as a 'yes'." She began to laugh, until she felt this odd sensation. She muttered, "Oh no, it's that time of the year......Heh, well, at least I have someone who's mildly willing." She then asked Bytte if he knew what estrus was. He said, "Yes, why do you ask?" Wilka then said, "Okay, let me answer your question with another question. What season is it?" He said,"Fall." She said, "And when do the wolfs around here mate?" He slowly said, "In....the.....f-fall..........Does that mean you want to..." Before Bytte could finish what he was saying, Wilka already had his cloths in shreds. He then sheepishly said, "P-please be gentle. I-it's my f-first time." Wilka then giggled and said, "Heh, 'gentle?' Come on, I'm a wolfess in heat. Of course I'm not going to be gentle!" She grinned showing her white, shiny, sharp teeth. Oddly enough, this only added to Bytte's attraction towards her. This time she could visibly see his "attraction" towards her. Wilka then giggled in delight again.
 
Wilka opened her toothy maw, and made a playful "ahh" sound, allowing strands of saliva to trickle down her lips and on to Bytte's "shaft". Bytte liked the warm feeling of the saliva. Wilka then wrapped her long, wolfish tongue around his "member", she did that so her hands could glide up and down on his "shaft" easily. She removed her tongue from his "shaft", some strands of saliva were still connected to it. Wilka playfully wrapped them around her index-finger and removed them. She giggled as she was preparing to rub him down. Bytte worriedly said, "P-please, be careful of your claws." Wilka responded with, "Heh heh, don't worry. I've learned how to work around them, how do you think I'm able to mast..........N-never mind. Are you ready?"Bytte then hastily said, "W-wait! Hold on a sec...", Wilka then placed her warm, fur covered hands on his 'shaft', ".....Ahh.......Mmmm....." She then started to rub him, slowly at first then she started rubbed faster. He found the danger of her claws extremely arousing. Bytte winced in pleasure as Wilka's hand moved up and down.
 
Wilka continued to rub his "member", until she remembered that after a male spurts, he's useless for a short period of time afterwards. She removed her hand from his "shaft". Bytte said, "Aww! Why did you stop? I was enjoying it." Then he opened his eyes and looked at Wilka. Bytte could tell that anytime his "member" wasn't inside her was agonizing. Wilka responded with, "I need to get rid of this burning desire. I need to mate with you...." She then unexpectedly mounted Bytte and forced his penis into her "feminine opening". The shock of it made his eyes widen. The moistness, tightness, and warmness of her "neathers" gave him sensations that he'd never felt before. Wilka began to move flawlessly up and down on his erect "shaft". Bytte didn't really know what to do, as all this was still new to him. But it was clear that Wilka was in charge here. She started to make small yipping noises as Bytte's penis entered and left her body as she lowered and raised herself. Bytte thought that the small yipping noises were cute. Soon the cute yipping noises turned into a full howl. They both looked at each other in the eyes. Bytte loved how the moonlight would make Wilka's pale-blue eyes glow in the darkness. They were both sweating, even though the wind was blowing and the ground was cold. Little droplets of sweat would sometimes run down her grey and white fur covered body, until it would reach Bytte's sweat covered body. They both had tears in their eyes from the sheer pleasure. Bytte could tell that he was close to his climax, but he would try to hold it so Wilka could finish too. Wilka started to make yipping noises again as her vagina tightened and her female fluids flowed out if her. This caused Bytte to climax as well, he discharged his fluids into her. They both started panting, they were still looking each other in the eyes. As they were panting they were able to see their breath. A small puddle of their combined juices laid on the cold ground. There was a long moment of silence, then Wilka finally dismounted from Bytte's penis. They both shuttered as it left her vagina.
 
After Wilka dismounted from Bytte's "member" she laid on top of his cold body. Her natural body heat and soft fur warmed him up a little. She started to slowly lick Bytte's face passionately. Then they both began to kiss each other affectionately as they held each other in their arms. Bytte thought that Wilka's slow wolfish breathing was soothing. They stopped kissing so they could look into each other's eyes again. Bytte tenderly moved Wilka's long, silver hair away from her eyes so he could see them clearly, her pale-blue eyes glowed charismatically. They say that eyes are windows to the soul, if that's true then Wilka's soul was the purest of them all. She had the eyes of a beautiful wolf-goddess. Wilka and Bytte continued to cuddle for a long time. Wilka's tail was slowly wagging. For the first time in her life she felt loved, for she had found someone who loved her even in her true wolf-like form.
 
Wilka's tail continued to wag, until she glanced up at the moon, it was almost at its apex. She then looked back down at Bytte and asked, "Hey, Bytte, what time is it?" Bytte grabbed what was left of his shirt, pulled his pocket watch out and carefully looked at it. He said, "It's 11:07." After hearing his response Wilka looked extremely worried. She was thinking out loud when she said, "Oh no, that means I only have 53 minutes left! Will I be able to do it in that amout of time!?" Bytte looked at her and asked, "What's the matter, Wilka? What happens at 12:00?" Wilka sighed and said, "Well, it's a long story, but I'll try to explain it. I'm not a full werewolf. My mother was a human and my father was 100% werewolf. So, I'm a hybrid. Since I'm a hybrid I can control when I transform, unless I'm going trough estrus or a full moon is out, then I transform whether I want to or not. But when I transform I still know what I'm doing. However, at midnight I lose control of myself and I start acting like my father, I act only on instinct.....Which is a bad thing for people around me at that time. That's why I was glade to find you before I lost control, because I might be able to hide you." Bytte looked as though he still had questions and so he asked them, "So, since it's almost midnight, how and where are you going to hide me? Also, I have another question. So, since a werewolf can get a human pregnant, can a human get a werewolf pregnant?" Wilka sighed again and answered Bytte's questions, "Well, let me answer your second question first, 'cause it's easier to explain. No, a human cannot impregnate a werewolf, at least not while there transformed. So, you don't have to worry about little pups. Now to answer the other one. When a werewolf acts only on instinct it only has two goals in mind: To mate or to tear some unfortunate victim to shreds and eat 'em, then after that it usually rests 'till morning, but since I already had sex I only have to worry about the other one. That's why I need to hide you, because I don't want to tear you to apart." Bytte then asked again, "So, how and where are you going to hide me?" Wilka then licked her lips and said, "Don't freak out, okay? I'm going to hide you in my stomach. "Bytte's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "W-wait, what!!!" He started to run away from Wilka, but she pounced on him and said, "I was hoping you would be willing. Sorry, but it looks like I'm gonna have to do it by force. I should probably render you unconscious so it's easier for both of us. That's too bad, I wanted to feel you struggle! Well, I least I'll get to know what humans taste like. Oh, and please try to enjoy it while you're in there.....or not. Either way you're ending up in my slimy stomach!" Wilka then grabbed the back of Bytte's head and pushed his face into her chest-tuft. She started to giggle as Bytte tried to scream for help and continued to say that he couldn't breathe. He soon fell unconscious.
 
Once Wilka was sure that Bytte was unconscious she picked up his limp, nude body and put his head in front of of her face. She opened her mouth as wide as she possibly could, her maw was filled with saliva. She would have to be careful of her teeth, she didn't want to hurt him. Wilka then carefully placed his head into her mouth, it was instantly covered in saliva. This was a good thing, as the saliva would make him easier to devour whole. Wilka began to swallow. Now came the hard part; the shoulders. She was barely able to squeeze his shoulders into her voracious mouth. Wilka swallowed again, but this time Bytte actually moved a little further down closer to his destination as his head and shoulders entered her slick throat. Unfortunately for Bytte some of Wilka's saliva and spit entered his mouth, causing him to wake up and start thrashing around. Wilka swallowed again, his chest was now slowly sliding down her moist throat along with his head and shoulders. Then his face was pushed against the lower opening of her esophagus, it opened up to accept it's new meal and occupant. Bytte could now see the inside of Wilka's stomach, there was a green, slime-like liquid in there. An odd noise started to come from the slimy liquid. Wilka gulped once again. Now came the fun part. Bytte's waist was slowly pushed into her mouth. Wilka then used her teeth to nibble on his penis, she didn't bite down hard enough for it to hurt too much, just hard enough to get a reaction from Bytte. He made a sudden jerk and yelped in slight pain. However, even though it hurt a little bit, his penis began to rise, showing that he must have liked it to some degree. Wilka then placed her tongue on his "shaft", she heard him gasp in surprise, then she started to slowly caress it. As her tongue moved up and down she could hear him grunting and moaning in pleasure, even though there was a barrier of squishy flesh between them. Bytte's face was red from blushing, Wilka was blushing too. She swallowed again, sending his erect penis down into her throat. A clear outline of his "shaft" could be seen as it slowly slid down her moist throat. Wilka placed her hand on her neck so she could feel it slide down, she moaned as it past her hand. Bytte felt ashamed of himself. He was blushing and his "shaft" was still erect even though his penis was now out of her mouth. Bytte began to question himself. Was he enjoying being swallowed whole, did he like the fact that he was about to fully be in Wilka's stomach in just a few more gulps? The only thing still on the outside were his feet. Wilka slowly pushed those in her mouth using her hands. She swallowed again and with that last swallow the rest of Bytte's body was about to enter the stomach. Wilka made a sigh of relief and licked her lips. Bytte splashed down into the odd slime-like liquid, some of it came into his mouth as he screamed for help, then he started to gag and whine. Wilka burped as she began to affectionately pat her full, bulging, and squirming belly.
 
Bytte continued to stuggle, until he tired out and started to accept that he might die in a beautiful wolf-girl's stomach. Wilka wondered why he stopped. She was worried that she may have forgotten to sterilize her stomach acids. Wilka listened for any type of noise. She was relieved when she felt Bytte move again. He tried to reposition himself in the stomach, but the moist, squishy walls and slimy liquid made him slip face first into the slime. He eventually was able to sit upright. He preferred that his head stay above the green, warm liquid. He was covered in saliva, slime, and what he thought was acid. Oddly enough the warm and humid environment of Wilka's stomach made him want to go to sleep, but he was afraid that if he fell asleep he might not wake up again. Bytte started to cry, his tears mixed with the juices that were already in Wilka's stomach. He felt even more ashamed of himself now, as the thought of being digested by Wilka turned him on even more. He was still blushing a little bit. What was wrong with him? He began to shout out questions that he didn't expect to get answers for, "Why-why would you eat me Wilka!? I thought that you liked me! Did you do this because you wanted me to become a part of you!? 'Cause if that's why you did it, you should've asked first! Because I don't want to die! I don't wanna be digested, even if it doesn't h-hurt! *sob* I-I don't want to melt away!..." Wilka heard his muffled cries. She felt kind of bad for what she did, even if it was to protect him. She then tried to answer Bytte's questions, "I ate you because now that I'm full, after midnight I won't be hungry and I won't hurt anybody, and it's better that I eat you whole now than tear you apart then eat you later. And I do like you Bytte, that's why I swallowed you, in fact, I love you, because you're the only person that still thinks I'm attractive in my true form. And if I did want you to become part of me I would have asked, because that decision takes time to make.....it's like marriage, but more permanent, and even if I did do that, you wouldn't die, your body would just digest and your mind would become part of mine. Don't worry though, I'm not going to digest you, because I sterilized my gastric acids so you won't melt away. It's perfectly safe, you could even drink it if you wanted to. Do you feel better now, Bytte?" Bytte stopped crying and wiped the tears away from his eyes. He said, "Yes I do feel better now, thank you Wilka. But why didn't you tell me all of this before you ate me? And I already tasted your gastric slime.....on accident." Wilka then said, "Well, I didn't tell you 'till now because I wanted to feel you struggle and squirm for a little bit. Sorry about that. Now, I have a question for you. So, when I swallowed you, you had an erection. I was wondering, did you like being devoured whole?" Bytte shyly said, "Well, I'm-I'm not sure....it's-it's just that......the feeling of it was...I don't know.....arousing, I guess." Wilka then picked up Bytte's pocket watch up off of the ground, the time was now 12:00. Wilka suddenly fell on all fours and started to breathe heavily. She let out a large howl. Wilka had turned feral.
 
It was well past midnight by the time Bytte got used to being in Wilka's stomach, he actually liked it in there. Wilka was acting different tonight that she usually does, she acted as if she had a little bit of control of her self. She didn't go hunt for more food or hurt anyone, she just simply laid near a tree and rubbed her gurgling tummy. The gurgles weren't those of digestion, they were just the sound of her stomach walls pulsating and the stomach attempting to make soothing noises. Bytte would talk to Wilka and she would even attempt to answer back. She couldn't use words, she didn't have that much control, but she would use a whine of reassurance or a soothing purr and other wolf-like noises. She wasn't sure why she had this much control. Perhaps it was because she had someone who loves her close by, someone to tell her right from wrong, someone to remind her who she is. Bytte was starting to get very tired. He laid his head down on one of the stomach's walls. The warm temperature in there and the calming sound of Wilka's heart beat soothed him into sleep. It was an oddly familiar sound that everyone heard long, long ago. Wilka continued to rub her belly until she was sure that Bytte was asleep. The feeling of having a living thing inside of her gave her this odd sense of having guardianship. The feeling that she had helped someone she loves gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling. Wilka knew that she did something right. She felt Bytte slowly move in her stomach, he said, "I love you, Wilka. "Wilka then tried to say, "I love you too, Bytte", he understood what she said and he said, "I love you too Wilka, goodnight." He then fell back to sleep. Wilka then placed her head on her soft, furry paws and fell asleep too.......This story shows that love can be in many shapes, forms, and sizes, it shows that love can change people, it also shows that love is a very weird and strange thing.......However there are still two unanswered questions. How are two nude people going to go back to the village and is Bytte gonna leave the way he came in or is he gonna come out the other way and need a lot of baths to get the smell off?
The End.