Midnight fun.

Written by Hans Taubemann on Fri Jan 24 2025

The city lights twinkled like diamonds scattered across the velvet expanse of night, and I, Hans Taubemann, was ready to unleash my true self under the watchful gaze of the full moon. My blonde hair was a wild tangle, my blue eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and sadistic intent as I faced off against Yugo on the rooftop, our animal forms quivering with anticipation.

My swift fox form was a vision of lithe, yellow-furred beauty, my slender legs coiled like springs, ready to unleash a flurry of kicks and punches that would leave my opponent reeling. Yugo, in his wolf form, was a formidable foe, his eyes blazing with a fierce inner light that seemed to dare me to come closer. The air was electric with tension as we circled each other, our movements a delicate dance of predator and prey.

The moon, a glowing crescent shape in the sky, seemed to be exerting some kind of strange influence over us, its silvery light casting an eerie glow over the rooftop. I could feel its power coursing through my veins, awakening a primal hunger that had nothing to do with food or sustenance, but everything to do with the raw, animalistic desire that had driven me to become the person I was today.

As we clashed, our blows ringing out across the rooftop, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. This was what I lived for - the rush of adrenaline, the scent of sweat and blood, the feeling of my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. Yugo was a worthy opponent, his movements swift and deadly, but I was determined to come out on top.

But as the fight wore on, I began to notice something strange. The moon's influence was growing stronger, its power coursing through me like a river of fire. I could feel my body responding, my senses heightening, my movements becoming more fluid and instinctual. And then, in a flash of insight, I realized that Yugo was feeling it too.

Our blows slowed, our movements becoming more tentative, as if we were both waiting for something to happen. And then, in a moment of perfect clarity, we stopped fighting altogether. The moon's power was too strong, its influence too great, and we were both succumbing to its primal call.

I remember feeling a surge of anger, of frustration, as I realized what was happening. But it was too late. My body was already responding, my senses overwhelming me with the scent of Yugo's sweat and the sound of his heavy breathing. I was hard, my cock straining against my fur, as I turned to face him.

Yugo's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with a fierce, animalistic desire. He was hard too, his cock jutting out from his body like a challenge. And in that moment, I knew that we were going to fuck. The moon's power was too strong, its influence too great, and we were both helpless to resist its call.

We came together in a flurry of claws and teeth, our bodies writhing together like snakes. I was sucking his cock, my mouth stretched wide as I tried to take him all in, while he was biting my shoulder, his teeth sinking deep into my fur. The pain was exhilarating, the sensation of his hot breath on my skin sending shivers down my spine.

I was taunting him, my voice a low, husky whisper as I sucked his cock, trying to get him to come. He was responding, his body tensing as he tried to hold back, but I could feel him weakening, his resolve crumbling beneath my onslaught. And then, in a burst of triumph, he came, his semen shooting down my throat like a river of fire.

But I wasn't finished yet. I was still hard, my cock straining against my fur, and I was determined to make him suck me. I pinned him down, my claws digging deep into his shoulders, as I forced him to take my cock into his mouth. He was resisting, his body tensing as he tried to push me away, but I was too strong.

I was fucking his mouth, my hips pumping wildly as I tried to come. He was sucking me, his mouth stretched wide as he tried to take me all in, and I could feel his teeth scraping against my skin. The sensation was exquisite, the pain and pleasure mingling together in a delicious cocktail that left me breathless.

And then, in a moment of perfect clarity, I came. My semen shot down his throat, and I felt a surge of triumph, of victory, as I realized that I had won. The moon's power was still coursing through me, its influence still strong, but I was in control now.

As we lay there, our bodies entwined, our breathing slow and heavy, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The fight had been exhilarating, the sex even more so. And as I looked up at the moon, I knew that I would never forget this night, this moment of pure, animalistic pleasure.

The city lights twinkled like diamonds below us, a reminder of the world we lived in, a world of concrete and steel, of humans and Zoanthropes. But up here, on this rooftop, we were free. We were animals, driven by our instincts, our desires, and our lust. And in that moment, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

As I stood up, my fur fluffed out, my cock still hard, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. I was Hans Taubemann, the Fox, a creature of beauty and cunning. And I had just experienced the most exhilarating night of my life. The moon's power was still coursing through me, its influence still strong, but I was in control now.

I looked down at Yugo, who was still lying on the ground, his body spent, his eyes closed. He was a worthy opponent, a worthy lover, and I knew that I would never forget this night. The moon's power had brought us together, its influence driving us to surrender to our primal desires. And as I turned to leave, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude.

The night was still young, the city still alive, and I was ready to take on whatever it had in store for me. I was Hans Taubemann, the Fox, a creature of beauty and cunning, and I was ready to face whatever the future held. The moon's power was still coursing through me, its influence still strong, but I was in control now.

As I walked away from the rooftop, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The future was uncertain, the possibilities endless, and I was ready to take on whatever came my way. I was a Zoanthrope, a creature of the night, and I was ready to unleash my true self on the world. The moon's power was still guiding me, its influence still strong, and I knew that I would always be drawn to its primal call.


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