Stuck to the tree, Veronica cringed as Danu, who had turned into a wolfman, growled at her. But, then, yet another wolfman came up and chased Danu off.
"Malone? Malone, is that you?" Veronica frowned, trying to calm her panic down.
The wolf-Ned begun sniffing her, placing a hand on either side of her, not seeming to make any effort to set her free. Veronica looked down nervously, her legs starting to quake from nerves and anticipation when he lifted the front of her skirt gently, his hot breath seeping through her panties as he continued sniffing.
"N-ned? What are you-"
But, suddenly, there was a sound of ripping fabric, and Veronica's underwear were shredded and on the ground. She wasn't sure what to expect next, but, she had been shocked into silence.
Suddenly, she felt the hot breath again, and a tentative tongue flick out to taste her. An electric jolt of pleasure shot through her, and the tongue, which had been also slightly altered by the genetic change to be wider, began lapping at her clitoris, up and down very fast, occasionally stopping only to roll back and forth between the nether-lips, finally stopping to just suckle at her clitoris as she began panting harder.
"Ohhh... oh, God... ohhhh... yeeessss..." she panted.
And, then, she felt the slight tickle of fur as two fingers made their way inside her, up and down, in and out as her muscles contracted around them, until she finally rose to the crest of pleasure.
"Ahhh... ahhh... ohhhhhh..." she breathed, relieved and relaxed.
But, then, the wolf-Ned stood, and Veronica looked at him, and he at her, and then he started to run off.
"What? Where are you- Ned! Come back here, Malone!"