Raw for the Shifter

  Contents

  Front Matter

  Excerpt

  Part One

  Part Two

  Other Titles by Thea Night

  About the Author

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  Her Hucow Fantasy

  Raw for the Shifter

  BBW Hucow

  Were-Bear Erotica

  By Thea Night

  Copyright © 2020 by Thea Night

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  ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE OVER NINETEEN YEARS OF AGE

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  Excerpt

  A small taste of what’s to cum...

  “I want this as my reward,” he said as he greedily took one of my nipples into his mouth.

  I gasped and arched my back, pushing my nipple further into his mouth as he suckled. His sharp teeth grazed my stiff bud as he sucked.

  I lifted my hips in the air. Dustin’s mouth was only providing part of the release that I needed. My milk-filled tits ached to be drained, but my pussy needed to be filled.

  Inch by inch, I lowered my slick entrance down around his huge cock. I was so, so tight. I heard him sharply inhale as my pussy enveloped the fat head of his dick. I knew many women preferred to be on the bottom or their backs for their first time, especially if their bodies carried on a few extra pounds like mine, but all I could think about was sinking his thick cock into me.

  “Fuck,” he whispered as he felt my tightness wrap around him and pull him in. I could see trails of sweet cream dribbling out of the corners of his mouth.

  Part One

  My eyes fluttered open as sunlight poured in through the cracks in the blinds of the window in my tiny studio apartment. I stretched my legs and yawned. Slowly, I sat up and stretched my arms over my head. That’s when I noticed that my chest felt heavier and swollen.

  I looked down and my eyes grew as wide as saucers when I saw how far my tits protruded from my chest. The red tank top that I had slept in was stretched and ripping at the seams in an effort to contain the engorged globes.

  Feeling excited at the over night change, I bounced off my bed and scurried over to the full length mirror in front of my closet door.

  I ran my hands over my body as I admired my transformation. My breasts had gone from almost non-existent A cups to as large and round as party balloons. My body was no longer rail thin with tiny muscles. My hips jutted out and my ass was beautifully curved and round as a ball. I twirled to get a more complete view of my new body. I was so thick and sexy!

  The fabric of my tank top and booty shorts were stretched out so much that I could see the stitching coming undone to accommodate my new full-figured body.

  The supplement that I had added to my post-work out protein shake last night had worked! I bought Powder DDD at a shady supplement shop last week, but the sales lady, whose cleavage was bursting out of her low-cut blouse and the most amazing ass I had ever seen, swore by it. Being a gym bunny and working on my biology degree, I was skeptical of the claim. I bought it with the attention to try it and then denounce it on my social media platforms, where I had started building up a following. But it had worked!

  I couldn’t peel my eyes off of my reflection. I was a curvy goddess with thunder thighs.

  I couldn’t resist giving my ass a little smack. I watched as my cheeks jiggled from the impact that sent tingles down my legs.

  With a giggle, I headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. It was Spring Break and I didn’t have to get up for school this week so I had time to make myself a nice meal, which was rare during the school year.

  I decided on an omelet with green onions, shredded cheese, grilled onions, and bacon bits. I pulled the ingredients out of the refrigerator and put them out on the counter. I grabbed a large skillet from a cupboard next to the oven and turned the oven dial on. A small circle of flames sprung up around the burner and I placed the skillet over the flames to start heating it up.

  Just as I cracked three eggs into a small mixing bowl, my breasts started to throb. Surprised by the sudden sensation, my hands dropped the bowl to the floor and and the bright yellow yokes splashed onto the tiled floor. My hands clutched my breasts ached.

  I noticed damp spots on the front of my tank top, right above my nipples. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

  What on earth?

  I hurried to the mirror over my closet door and my jaw fell. The entire front of my tank top was soaked! I pulled the wet top off over my head, releasing my heavy breasts. I gripped the fabric tightly in my trembling hands and wrung it out. White liquid dribbled onto the floor as I twisted the top.

  I brought the crinkled and drenched top to my nose and sniffed. It smelt mild, sweet, and creamy. Curiously, I dabbed my index finger on the liquid and brought it to my tongue. The buttery taste exploded on my taste buds. It was milk!

  I examined my heavy and swollen breasts in the mirror. They must be engorged with milk and that’s why my nipples were leaking. I could see the thick white cream ooze out of my stiff nipples and cascade down my luscious body.

  Curiously, I cupped one hefty breast in my hand and brought the nipple to my lips. I sucked in as soon as my lips latched onto it and my mouth quickly overflowed with milk. White cream dribbled down my chin and onto the floor as I tore my lips away. It was so sinfully delicious. I wanted to drink more.

  My fingers pinched my nipples and I cried out as they throbbed from the stimulation. Small bursts of milk erupted from them and shot out at my reflection, coating the mirror in a white glaze.

  I stared, dumbfounded and utterly fascinated. There was no logical explanation for my body to be producing this volume of milk. I was a virgin and there was no way I was pregnant. It must have been the Powder DDD!

  My front teeth dragged across my bottom lip as my hands squeezed and groped my large tits. My pussy ached as I watched my reflection fondle and caress her thick body. The wetness between my legs spread until juices ran down my thighs. Fuck, I was so turned on from milking myself. I felt so slutty and filthy as I watched my hands tug at my nipples and squeeze my swollen breasts.

  I slid one of my hands down the front of my body and over my stomach pouch to the wet heat between my legs. I moaned when I discovered how wet my folds were. My fingers worked on spreading the juices seeping from my entrance over my pink folds and hard clit.

  My hips rocked against my hand as I slipped a finger inside of my slick channel and my thumb encircled my clit. I had never had a cock inside of me, but I was craving one right now. My body felt so hot and erotic. I dropped to my knees and continued to thrust my finger inside of me as my other hand worked at grabbing my breasts and pinching my nipples, milking them for relief from this crazy arousal that had taken over me.

  I kept my legs apart in front of the mirror so I could watch my finger work itself in and out of me. I stuck in a second finger and bit back a sharp hiss. I was so tight! My pussy felt like it was sucking my fingers inside its wet walls with a vice grip that wouldn’t let go.

  Waves of heat coursed through my body, radiating from my pussy and clit.

  I couldn’t peel my eyes away from my slutty reflection. I was enjoying milking and fingering myself so much. I had never craved sex so badly. I wondered how it would feel to have a rock hard cock pumping in and out of my tight virgin hole and strong hands gripping my tits. I wanted an audience. I wanted someone to watch how my body squirmed as milk oozed from my nipples
.

  My seductive hips gyrated against the palm of my hand as I envisioned a large man with broad shoulders throwing me onto a bed and ramming his cock inside of me. I imagined how good it would feel to have his greedy lips drain the milk from my breasts and call me a filthy whore between swallows of cream.

  My body was a wet mess. Covered in sweat and rivers of milk. My pussy ached in need as wave after wave of heat rolled through me.

  Suddenly, it was like an explosion went off inside my body as my mind grew fuzzy. My body spasmed as an orgasm ripped through me. Milk sprayed out of my nipples and hit the mirror, the wall, and the floor. My legs quivered as the tingling sensation sent after shocks through my body. I felt warm juices gush out of my convulsing pussy and trail down my thighs.

  My vision and mind slowly cleared as tendrils of thick gray smoke invaded my nostrils and mouth. Small spasms of pleasure were still rippling through my body when I realized that my smoke alarm was blaring.

  Panic consumed my thoughts as I remembered that I had left the burner on in the kitchen. The flames leapt from the stove top to the counter, burning everything in their path.

  My eyes darted around my bed and nightstand as thick black smoke spread across the studio apartment. I needed to call for help! Where did I put my phone?

  I saw it half-buried under my duvet cover and jumped across the bed to reach it. I dialed 911 and covered my mouth as I coughed. The smoke was thickening and burned my throat with every breath I took.

  The operator finally picked up. “Hello, what’s your—”

  “My apartment is on fire!” I yelled before she could finish her question. “There’s smoke everywhere!”

  I could barely hear the 911 operator over the sound of my panicked thoughts. “Ma’am, what’s your address?”

  My eyes started to sting as tears leaked from their corners. It was so hard to speak. The smoke felt like it was burning my lungs. “8008 River Street-”

  I began to choke as an intense coughing fit came over me. My lungs and throat seared in agony as I collapsed onto my knees.

  “Ma’am, we’re sending....” It was so hard to hear over the sound of my coughs. “...department is on their way...”

  The smoke was so thick that I couldn’t see clearly and I became disoriented. I needed to get out of the apartment, but I couldn’t see the doors or windows. The flames jumped form the counter tops to the cupboards and then the curtains.

  In the distance, I could hear the faint sound of emergency sirens approaching. Help was coming! But would they reach me in time?

  The tears in my eyes blurred my vision, but I could hear a commotion at my front door.

  Suddenly, there was a loud crash and my entire apartment shook. Was it an earthquake? I heard debris scatter everywhere.

  Through my half-closed and tear-filled eyes I could see a Koolaid-man sized hole where my front door should be. Smoke poured out through the gaping hole, escaping my apartment. A large, dark figure approached me, but it didn’t look human. It was a giant mass and it carefully lumbered towards me. Maybe the smoke was making me too dizzy, but I could have sworn that it was covered in fur and quadrupedal.

  As smoke gushed out through the hole, my eyes began to sting less and I could breathe again.

  The figure’s shape and form become clearer and my eyes widened in surprise. It was a grizzly bear!

  His dark eyes were focused on me as he made his way through the smoke and flames.

  I knew I should have been scared, but I was so exhausted and dizzy. My eyelids felt so heavy and my head and heart were pounding.

  Maybe if I shut my eyes for a few moments I would later wake up and found out that my body transformation and the fire was all a delirious dream?

  I felt the grizzly bear’s warm breath against my soot covered face as my eyes rolled back in my head and I passed out.

  * * * * *

  I squinted as my eyes adjusted to the bright light outdoors. I was laying on a stretcher in the back of an ambulance. The back doors were still open and I was covered in a soft and thick blanket. There was an IV drip in my arm and a fireman wearing a tattered uniform sitting next to me. I recognized him immediately as Dustin Graves, the captain at the nearby fire department. He and his crew would sometimes stop by the bar that I worked at after getting off a twenty-four hour shift.

  “What happened?” I mumbled as I rubbed my eyes.

  “Try not to move, Mara,” he said. “We’re going to be taking you to the hospital in a minute.”

  Fuck, his voice was so deep and sexy. I felt so safe in his presence and I couldn’t explain why. I had a bit of a crush on him. He was in his mid-thirties and built like a bodybuilder— tall, muscular, and chiseled. It was also common knowledge that we was one of the few bear-shifters in town. Sometimes when he was off-duty and drunk, he would show off his shifting abilities at the bar. He thrived off of the attention it got him from women.

  “You shifted to save me,” I whispered. My voice was weak and my entire body was sore, but I could feel my strength returning.

  I heard the ambulance doors slam close and the vehicle start.

  “Well, I couldn’t let my pretty bartender burn to a crisp,” he joked, trying to alleviate the tension. “How did you manage to catch your apartment on fire anyway?”

  The ambulance lurched forward and the sirens blared.

  I blushed furiously as his eyes examined me. “I was masturbating.”

  He swallowed hard. I could see he was struggling to remain professional and poised. I had always felt so invisible to him, but now I had his full attention.

  Dustin pulled the blanket up over my bare shoulders. “Yeah, you were naked when I found you.”

  “I don’t usually do that. Masturbate, I mean,” I hastily explained. My cheeks were burning red. The boldness I felt earlier as I watched my reflection touch herself was slipping away. Maybe the effects of the Powder DDD were wearing off? I finally had his attention and I was a babbling puddle of mush. I was good old meek Mara once again.

  He chuckled. “Don’t worry. We may be human, but we all give into our primal desires sometimes.” He would know better than anyone,

  I cracked a smile as he tried to reassure me as the ambulance made its way to the hospital.

  I made up my mind that I was going to thank him for barging into the flames and smoke to save me. I wanted to be desired by him and feel his hands all over my body. I wanted him to see me how I saw myself this morning— sexy, sultry, and extraordinarily fuckable.

  I was going to seduce fireman Dustin Graves and give him my virginity.

  Part Two

  “Hello, Chief, is Dustin here?” I asked in a sugary-sweet tone. This morning I had another shake with a scoop of Powder DDD and was surging with sexy confidence again. I wasn’t the type to normally strut into the fire department and ask for Dustin Graves, but I felt unstoppable. I knew my curvy body would demand his attention once he saw me.

  The Fire Chief barely glanced up at me from his desk, which was covered in paperwork. “Captain Graves should be in the living quarters right now. What’s your business with him, Miss...?”

  “Mara,” I replied. I rustled the clothe napkin that covered a small basket full of home-made baked goods. This seemed to catch the Chief’s attention. “I would like to thank him for saving my life.”

  “Oh, right, of course,” he said as his eyes scanned the basket and he wet his lips.

  I moved forward and placed a few pastries on the edge of his desk.

  “Go, right ahead, Miss Mara,” the Chief said as his fingers edged towards a blueberry scone. “We don’t usually allow the public inside the living quarters outside of events, but I’m sure Captain Graves wouldn’t mind.”

  I nodded with a smile. “Thank you.”

  The baked goods were a clever front on my end. I really did intend to thank Dustin Graves, but I wanted to give him more than just pastries and cookies. I saw the thirst in his eyes they locked onto my chest and I couldn�
��t shake the fantasy of being taken by a bear-shifter.

  My breasts ached at the thought of him milking me and my pussy tingled.

  I made my way over to the living quarters part of the fire station and was pleasantly surprised to find Dustin by himself. He was in his mid-thirties and had some salt and pepper in his five-o-clock shadow. I never knew that I had a thing for older men until I saw him.

  He was aware of my presence without me saying a word. He was shirtless and doing push-ups on the floor, but stopped as soon as his nostrils twitched, catching a whiff of the delicious milk filling my breasts.

  I placed the basket on the island counter in the kitchen area of the living quarters. I felt his eyes roam over every inch of my clothed body, imagining what it would be like to strip me bare.

  “I came to thank you for saving my life,” I said as I tossed my hair over my shoulders. I lifted myself onto the counter. I sat on the cool granite counter top and spread my legs, revealing that I wasn’t wearing any underwear under my skirt.

  His eyes glistened and he licked his lips as I exposed my spread pink pussy to him.

  I don’t know what had come over me that made me so bold. I felt more confident than I had ever before. I knew that my new curvy body and bouncy tits were enticing because he couldn’t tear his eyes away. I wanted to be his slut and for him to use me however he wanted.

  I arched my back and pushed my chest forward, highlighting just how big my breasts were and tempting him.

  In several short and swift movements, he pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing his chiseled and muscular frame, and dropped down on his knees between my creamy thighs. His strong fingers grasped my supple skin and pulled my legs further apart. I felt his warm breath tickle my folds and wondered how good it would feel to have his tongue on my sensitive lips.

  “Do you want your reward?” I asked, running my hands over my breasts and pushing my pussy closer to the edge of the counter and towards his mouth. Fuck, his lips and tongue were so close to my wet mound.