On Wolven Paws

Written by Ryu Darragh as told by Grey Lock

On Wolven Paws

Something strange happened last night. I thought it was a dream. I awoke in a forest in my birthday suit. No panic. Just curious. Turned and saw four wolves looking at me.

I said "Hi, fuzzy folks. I'm a peaceable sort. Ok?" and they just turned their heads and ears at me and smiled at me, their tongues lolling out.

I said "I'm going to head home, if I can find it. Want to come along?" and they got up and followed me. I started walking down hill to a long forest track.

My walking companions ranged out around me, poking here and there, but always coming back. The day was wearing on so I said "I'm hungry. How about you folks?" and the wolves started dancing around.

We spotted a deer and my walking companions got real silent and intent. They turned and looked at me as if they were asking me a question. So I said, "Ok. I'm slow. I'll go upwind and chase him and you four go and head him off at the edge of the forest.

They took of at a run through the woods. I got up and went upwind of the buck and jumped up and shouted.

The deer ran to the woods and the wolves jumped him and took him down. I finally got there and was very astonished when the wolves got off the carcass to let me have first place. Me, a strange two legs.

So, I used a stone the way my remote ancestors would to remove a hunk of thigh. I started a fire (which I can actually do) and cooked it.

After dark it started to get cold, but I didn't need a fire to keep warm. Even so, one of the wolves came close, head bowed, and wanted to sleep by my side. I coaxed the wolf over and we lay close.

The wolf decided I was good company, I guess, because I started to get wolf kisses all over my face. That's when I noticed the wolf was a she.

I was touched. It became obvious over the next few days all four were females. The dominant one was courting me, I realized.

That became obvious one night when she got a very serious look on her face and started licking me in places I found quite.. stimulating. It didn't quite seem she was being sexual, so I just enjoyed it.

I woke the next morning and felt strange for a minute. I couldn’t quite place it. Then I went to pee and discovered I now had canine baggage. My genitals had become wolf genitals! I was a bit rattled that day and started wondering what had happened.

That night, all four wolves started licking me the way the dominant female had. I still hadn't quite connected things yet.

Then I woke up and felt really strange. I tried to stand up and fall right over on my left shoulder. I started to lick my shoulder fur.. then almost passed out from shock. Shoulder fur? wtf?

The dominant female came over and I got an impression of "Come on. Try to stand up, you can do it !" She licked my face and I realized what had happened.

I had turned into an enormous wolf! Wheee.. <g> I was quite happy.. and so was she. We mated many times that day and the next. The other three females waited their turn, unlike a normal wolf pack.

My mate became pregnant in due course, as did two of the others. I helped dig dens for them and that spring the pups arrived. Four legs and all. I doted on them.. they were *my* children.

My mate came to me one sunset and sat next to me.. I heard in my mind "They have your human heritage, too. We have made sure they have all the best of our combined traits. We cannot change shape, but you and they can."

"You will have to teach them what it means to be both human and wolf. She continued, “We can only teach them the ways of the wolf." I asked, in the same manner, "You changed me? Are there any other humans out there? I haven't seen any and we have a very large territory."

She answered, "Very few humans,.. or wolves, survived the great death. Still, I'm glad you were one such." and leaned against my shoulder. “You are always kind and aren't a half bad hunter, either.

I then remember digging another den in a new territory and hearing my children outside playing.. even some shouts and laughter mixed in with the yips and howls from throats wolfish and human and several stages in between. They loved taking many shapes, but preferred their parents shape most of all.

Life was good.

~End~