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 Werewolf Quest by quozax

   (ped, inc, Fb, Mb, best [werewolf])

   Summary: Bracken is a 10-year old boy who lives in a fantasy realm.  He
finds out that he is a werewolf and seeks to find a cure.  But in order to
satisfy his lust to kill and eat flesh and blood, he must replace that lust
with sexual lust.  At least until he finds a cure.

   Chapter 1

   Bracken opens his curtain inside his room to see a bright full moon
shining down on him.  He lays on his bed.  He had just found the joys of
masturbation, and wanted to try it with the light of the full moon.  He
blows out his candle so only the moonlight shines on him.

   The moon is bright and casts is light seemingly right onto his bed. 
Bracken loved the way his 3 inch boyhood twitched when he made himself feel
good.  He secretly hoped he's had another growth spurt soon, so his boyhood
would be a better size to play with.

   Bracken lowered his pants and exposed his already hard boyhood.  He
didn't know that some people called it cock, or penis - so he called it his
boyhood.  That word seemed unoffensive.  Bracken also didn't know about
cum, as he only has dry climaxes.

   Bracken stretched out on his back, the moon light hitting his body.  He
grasped his boyhood in his right hand and pulled up on the foreskin, and
let out a sigh of joy.  He eased the skin back down to reveal his head of
his boyhood.

   Bracken took two more long strokes and closed his eyes.  The moonlight
seemed to make him feel strangely this evening.  He felt bold and
wonderful, basking in the light.  Bracken opened his eyes back up and took
off his shirt and pants.

   Normally, with his parents in the very next room, he'd never even
consider this, but for some reason this night was different.  Bracken had a
tan face and upper body.  His family were farmers and he'd often help his
father with chores outside without a shirt.

   Bracken had very light brown hair, almost blonde, and a small button
nose.  He looked down at his fit body.  Farm work kept him in shape. 
Bracken smiled and wrapped his hand back around his boyhood.

   He pulled up and down on his foreskin.  He closed his eyes again, and
felt so strange in the moonlight.  He couldn't describe the feeling, but it
felt good on him.  It felt better than any sun or cool breeze.

   Bracken sped up his jerking session.  He was starting to feel some
awesome feeling in his balls.  He pumped faster and he knew his boyhood
would be twitching soon.  He started doing the longest stokes his 3 inches
would allow him.

   He lifted up his butt off his bed, and felt a twitch.  But this time he
felt something wet hit his stomach.  He looked down at the white pool,
still emerging from his boyhood.  The white pool glowed!  In fact, his
whole body glowed.

   His boyhood was still squirting, but now the liquid was clear.  He felt
his whole body was changing.  His boyhood suddenly shot up another whole
inch right in front of his eyes and the bottom of it - there was some sort
of lump.

   Bracken didn't feel scared.  He removed his hand from his boyhood, and
felt his fingers begin to clench together.  He saw hair come out from the
back of his arms.  His boyhood was still squirting.  He felt the area
around his nose and mouth begin to elongate.  His legs spurted out hair.

   He could not hold back to urge to howl at the full moon with all his
might.  "Aroooooo!" It sounded so creepy, just like a real wolf.  A bushy
tail grew from just above his butt, just like most wolves.  Plus his ears
grew to points and became furry.

   His sense of smell and hearing increased.  His red sheet turned a
reddish blue color - almost purple, and the green plants had more yellow in
them than green now.  Was he color blind now?

   He could smell his father down the hallway, through the closed door.  He
could also smell his mother following him.  He could detect the subtle
differences in the two and could almost pin point where each person was.

   Bracken was still shooting out slimy clear liquid out of his boyhood,
and his body was still changing.  His boyhood shot up another full inch -
to the 5 inch mark, and the base of his boyhood grew thick.  It was now
almost the size of his 10-year old fist!

   Now Bracken was scared.  Not only was his body changing, but his outlook
was changing too.  He had this unnatural desire for raw meat!  Part of him
wanted to eat his parents as they entered the room.

   Bracken's father, Fern, rushed to his side, and despite his best effort,
Bracken growled.  He felt the area around his nose and mouth grow again,
and was more hair on his body.  "Father!  Please help me!" he begged.

   Bracken's mother, Flower, came in the room and did the most unusual
thing.  She pulled down her undergarments and lifted up her robe.  She bent
over and exposed her naked cunt and ass.

   Fern cried out!  "Hurry son!  Don't question me!  You must quench your
blood lust by giving into sexual lust!  It's the only way or you will end
up killing both of us!"

   Bracken's feelings were a mixture of wanting to kill and eat his
parents, combined with a strange urge to shove his still squirting boyhood
inside his mother's cunt.  Part of him knew this may mean him siring and
offspring, and this made him want it all the more.

   Bracken got off the bed, his tail hanging over his butt.  But before he
could join his boyhood inside of his mother; he howled again at the moon
and felt another change start to happen.  "Arrooooo!"

   Fern yelled.  "Hurry Bracken!  Before you howl a third time!  You must
shove your cock in past the knot!"

   Bracken felt his father knew he was talking about.  Bracken's mind was
clouding up.  His thoughts were jumbled.  He smelled his mother's cunt
juices.  Was she wanting this?  He didn't know.  He smelled the fear in his
father.

   Out of instinct, more than knowledge, Bracken placed his front hands -
which now looked more like a mixture of hands and paws - on his mother's
sides and shoved his hard cock inside her cunt.

   She flinched a little because he went in so hard.  Bracken felt his
knot, push deep inside his mother's cunt.  It never stopped squirting.  As
soon as he was all the way in, the lust for blood, and killing vanished,
replaced by a strong desire for his seed to produce many offspring and the
intense feeling of his cum filling a sexual void.  It was pure lust.

   Bracken couldn't move his cock out much now.  He was wedged inside of
his mother, and breathed a sigh of relief as his mind started to become
clear thinking again.  He felt like he could fill his mother's cunt with
his cum forever.

   Bracken looks questioningly at his father.  "Bring me a looking glass
father!" he growled.  Bracken was regaining his senses.  He needed to see
the changes the moon was making in him.

   Fern left the room, only to return with a hand held mirror.  Bracken
looked at his face.  It looked like a mixture of a young wolf and a 10-year
old boy.  His eyes were mostly still a boy, but his muzzle (for the lack of
a better word), was very canine.

   Bracken opened his mouth and saw his teeth and tongue had also changed.
His teeth were sharper, and his tongue was wide and long.  His former
hairless body was now covered in hair - or fur would be a better term. 
"Please, father!  What is going on?" He growled.  His cock was still
shooting out seed and still knotted in his mother's cunt.

   His father could not look at Bracken in the eyes.  "When I was newly
married, I got bit by a werewolf.  Your mother helped me not to give into
my blood lust by fucking me.  I found a cure for my curse with a potion.  "


   "The potion maker, Green Leaf, told me that there might be a very slight
chance that any descendents may become a werewolf.  But you never showed
signs of being one.  So, I thought it was over.  I did not think you would
turn into a werewolf."

   Bracken felt his cock start to slow its spurts of cum.  His cock was
shrinking "I don't understand.  What does this have to do with having to
breed with mother?"

   Fern sighed.  "You need someone to fill your lust.  There are many
things you will need to know about being a werewolf."

   Bracken pulls out his knot from his mother.  A glob of mostly clear
slime oozed out.  "Please father, can you give me the potion to cure me?"

   Fern put his hand on Bracken's furry shoulder.  "I don't have any more.
Green Leaf only gave me one dose, and it would not be any good anyways. 
The potion's effects would have faded long ago.  It has been 10 years."

   Flower stood up and went into another room.  She returned with a vial.
She drank some of the liquid and gave the rest to Bracken.  She says. 
"Drink this."

   Bracken looked confused since his father just said he didn't have the
cure, but drank the liquid.  His groin felt on fire.  Flower said.  "This
is so you will not have offspring until you are ready.  You can now only
have offspring if it originated from real love, instead of lust.

   Bracken nodded.  "Please tell me what to do and what to expect."

   Fern sat his naked son down on the bed.  "I have to tend the farm, so I
cannot go with you.  But, in two days, after the full moon has ended, you
must find Green Leaf and beg him to give you a new potion.  Tell him your
plight and he may give you the potion since we have little money."

   "But before that, every night, when the moon is full, you must
substitute your lust to kill, with a lust for sexual gratification.  Since
your hands turn into partial paws, it is very difficult to please yourself.
Your mother and I can help you with that."

   Bracken puts is half pawed hands on his eyes.  "I don't want to breed
with mother!  Well, actually, I do - but I don't.  It's hard to explain."
The mixture of lust and love was still clouding his judgment.

   Flower hugs Bracken.  "You may not have to copulate inside of the birth
maker.  You may be able to satisfy your lustful urges with other types of
sex.  We were in a rush and you had already changed too far.  So, we had to
have you fuck me in that region.  We will be prepared tomorrow night, and
as soon as you start to change, I will see if I can satisfy your lust with
other means."

   Fern speaks up.  "I could help, with perhaps with my mouth or butt hole.
You will desire it, I'm afraid."

   Bracken suddenly feels his cock start to stir and another bout of pure
lust.  "I feel the need for a sexual release again."

   Fern kneels before is werewolf son.  "You may have to do this several
times a night until the moon's phase passes and sunlight comes.  Bracken
now notices that he has a sheath on his boyhood.  It looked just like a
canine's sheath.

   Fern pushes the sheath back and Bracken notices that his cock was a
pointed tip to it.  Bracken believes it is red, but he's having troubles
seeing that color.  It almost looks blue to him.  Bracken hopes this is not
permanent.

   Fern starts to pump the sheath and Bracken feels his cock instantly
stiffen and his knot start to form.  He feels a strong desire to have his
boyhood feel good again.  He wonders how many times he'll want to do this.
Bracken wants his father's mouth on his newly hard cock.

   Fern wraps his mouth around his son's werewolf cock.  He pushes it in to
the still-forming knot.  Bracken feels his cum starting to shoot again. 
Fern does not let the cock go.  Bracken starts to feel the lust for blood
again.

   Flower looks into Bracken's eyes.  "Fern, you must put all of it!  You
must include the knot!"

   Fern is swallowing several times to keep his son's werewolf cock down
his throat while it cums.  Fern takes a deep breath and shoves down until
the entire 5 inches, including the knot, are deep in his throat.

   Bracken sighs again with relief.  The urge to kill fades again.  Bracken
feels sleepy and sniffs the air.  His mother had put some sort of sleeping
potion in his drink.

   Bracken looks one more time at his father still swallowing every drop of
his werewolf cum down his throat, before he passes out.

   The next thing Bracken sees is his bed as he opens his eyes.  It is
morning.  The sunshine hits him in the eyes.  He feels his face.  It is
almost normal.  Bracken no longer feels a muzzle on his face.

   His face is a normal little boy's face.  He feels his ears.  They are
still pointed.  He feels that his teeth are still sharp, and that his
tongue is still wide and long.

   He glances to his still naked body.  He wonders why his parents did not
wake him.  He is hairless again from the neck down.  He sees that his
boyhood is still covered by a sheath - a hairless sheath.  He looks behind
him and notices he still has his tail too.

   He smells his father out in the hallway and hears, with his still
sensitive ears, him approaching.  At least he can see colors now.  Almost
like the best of both worlds.

   Fern enters the room with some breakfast.  He sighs.  "This isn't right.
You were supposed to change all the way back when the daylight came.  I
don't understand.  You look like you are part dog."

   Bracken smiles.  "That's okay dad.  I like it.  But what I don't like is
the feeling of wanting to kill and eat you.  It's very disturbing.  I don't
think I can wait until the full moon passes.  I need to find a cure now."

   Fern nods.  "I with I could go with you, and I don't want you to give
into your blood lust.  I only ask for two more days, then you can take our
best horse and find Green Leaf, the potion maker."

   "How will we do this?" Bracken asks.

   Fern ponders.  "Do you have any urge to kill or have sex right now?"

   Bracken tries to laugh.  "No more than any other 10-year old boy, I
suppose."

   Fern smiles back.  "Well then, we will go about our day normally.  You
will take care of the animals and tonight, your mother will make you
sexually satisfied - or I will."

   "Why don't you just knock me out again?" Bracken asks.

   "I'm too afraid that if I don't let you satisfy your sexual lust at
least once, that you will want to satisfy your blood lust instead.  You
will just have to wear a robe to cover your unusual new traits.  Green Leaf
will know what to do when you find him."

   "But this Green Leaf could be anywhere." Bracken says.  "He may not even
be in this city.  It may take days or months just to find him."

   Fern frowns again.  "We could just have you stay, and your mother and I
will satisfy you sexually when it is the full moon.  But what I don't
understand is why you still look like you are part dog - or wolf.  So, we
might not have a choice.  I fear you might feel the blood lust during the
day."

   "Okay father." Bracken says.  "I will stay 2 more days until the full
moon passes and have sex with you and mother if I have to; then I will go
and search for Green Leaf."