Once again, thanks to my friend Fauxpines for helping me with this story.
Mystery Incorporated was an independent private investigation group. Licenced to operate in all fifty states, and while not as powerful as the Freelance Police, their services were appreciated and solicited all over the country. Like just now.
They had been called to a rural town in Oregon to investigate a particular case about disappearances and reappearances. However ,Velma, one of it's five members, had another thing on her mind at the moment. The literal pain in her ass.
The one thing that people never took into account about Mystery Inc. that no one took into account when hiring their services. All four of it's human members are late teenagers. And in their down time, like in this particular night, they did what four attractive bisexual teenagers would do if left alone in a private place without any supervision.
After getting a train run on her ass by her three friend's progressively bigger dicks (and Daphne's strapon, the biggest of all three), she wanted to rest, but two things happened that prevented her from doing it. One, she discovered that having three objects larger than seven inches inserted in her in quick succession into her ass meant she couldn't sit comfortably for a while. And second, well, she was asmathic, so when they started to hotbox the van as they began DP-ing Daphne, she just had to get out. It wasn't that she didn't like seeing her best friend and girlfriend getting dicked into an oblivious mess, she just didn't want a coughing fit to ruin everybody's night.
So she took a walk, she thought it could maybe alleviate the gaping, all the while having some fresh air, and time to investigate on her own. It worked for a while, the cold night air outdoors really helped alleviate her pain, and cleared her mind. The clear that they had stationed the Mystery Machine at ended up being really close to a park, a park to which she stumbled into after a few minutes of walking.
Velma approached the playground section of the park as she thought about the mystery that they got called to solve. The case itself was about a strange and monstrous creature that was attacking women that passed through the area at night. None of the women suffered serious injury, but they all recalled that they felt violated along with the scratches they sustained. The gang was determined to get to the bottom of this mystery and figure out who or what was attacking these women, Velma even more.
Looking around the area shining her flashlight on the various playground equipment, she didn't see anything of importance, until she made it past the slides and saw a small figure hunched over in the sand. Velma was shocked to see a small child all alone so late at night, especially considering there was a dangerous person attacking random people there.
"Hey, kid. Are you okay? You really shouldn't be here. It's dangerous." Velma asked the boy with concern in her voice.
The young boy looked up at her. His eyes were red and bloodshot. His body shook as if he was afraid, which was understandable considering everything going on. Maybe he knew where the attacker was? Velma figured that she could find out more by talking to him.
However that idea was cut short when the clouds in the sky parted to show the light of the full moon as it shined down upon them. The boy was better illuminated by the natural lighting than the flashlight did. However she noticed the boy began to shake more and he shuddered while he clutched his sides. Velma began to back away from the boy, while she was concerned about him and his well being, the way he was acting filled her with fear. Perhaps he was exposed to something that had caused this reaction? Maybe he needed medical attention? EIther way she needed to make sure she was safe too.
The boy fell to the ground which made Velma draw closer to him, he began to move and morph before her eyes as his clothes tore apart as his physique enlarged and he began to sprout fur all over his body. His face became more beastial and his hands and feet grew long sharp claws. He was what she was looking for. A werewolf.
Velma faced the newly transformed boy as his monstrous form. Growling and snarling, the wolf boy looked as though he was ready to pounce. She began to back away slowly, step by step she gained distance from the young werewolf boy. However she wasn't paying attention to her footing as she tripped and fell on her back, making her prone and susceptible to the vicious beast's attack. She put up her arms and prepared for it to attack.
The beast lunged at her, but instead of mauling or biting her, the creature sniffed the air as it got closer. Velma was relieved but shocked that she didn't become its prey. However the longer it sniffed around her, the more concerned she became that it was planning something far worse. She lowered her guard as she looked and observed the wolf boy's actions. WIth hungry eyes, he looked at Velma and scanned her up and down, all while his nose twitched. As her concern grew, so did his interest in her.
The boy's nose stopped twitching only for him to inhale deeply in the area between her legs. She was too curious as to why he was smelling her there to react. She should have closed her legs and backed away, yet she was too stunned and shocked in the moment to react accordingly. It drew ever closer between her legs, his breath now could be felt on her legs and crotch as it warmed her skin. Such a dangerous situation should not have been turning her on like it was. After years of danger and investigating the paranormal, given it was mostly greedy businessmen, she did have to admit that it left her with a taste for suspense and thrills. Perhaps that's what he was smelling, the scent of her being turned on.
Without any further hesitation the boy grabbed at velma's panties with his clawed fingers and tore them away with no resistance. Her pussy was exposed to the cool night air and it sent a shiver through her core along with the sense of fear that fueled her arousal. The feeling escalated when a long warm tongue came out and licked along her slit making it wetter than it already was. A moan escaped Velma's mouth as it proceeded to taste her and ran along her pussy. Velma wasn't able to resist as it began to taste her very essence, leaving her a defenseless mess in the dirt. The creature's tongue was relentless as if it had just found its new favorite food and continued to taste her pussy.
It was only a matter of minutes before Velma felt the fire inside her grow to a point that consumed her and made her cum. Part of velma's mind was still functioning enough to wonder how such a young boy was so good at eating her out. However she chalked it up to the fact that he was probably functioning off of animal instincts as he was transformed into a beast. Either way, she had to admit that this was the best feeling she had experienced. Velma was glad that this was finally over as the boy got his fill of her.
However the beast boy didn't seem satisfied with just tasting her. He climbed up Velma's body as he positioned himself among her midsection. Reaching up, he grabbed at her sweater and tore it away exposing her breasts. She shuddered with anticipation as she could only imagine what he was about to happen next. That's when she felt it, something hard and hot in between her legs. Earlier when the boy transformed and his clothes tore away she noticed his penis was quite sizable for his age, yet when he transformed it seemed to match his more beastial form as it resembled that of a canine's, only much bigger and girthier. Velma had to admit that there were some nights that she had thought about giving into some dark urges. That she may, or may not, have actually thought that on a lonely night, she would attempt to give Scooby a ride, but she resisted the urge. Tonight though, it seemed she was going to give into her desires and take a dick that was much more impressive.
The young wolfboy repositioned himself slightly, lining his canine like cock up with her wet pussy. As it pressed against her slit, Velma began to think that maybe things were moving too fast and going too far. However, it was too late as the young boy's cock slid right into her unholiest of holes. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Hotter than normal, girthier that anything she had ever felt, and reached inside her farther than every cock she had ever had. The shape was the weirdest thing though as she let the feeling wash over her that she was taking what was basically an animal's dick. Was this technically beastiality? And with a child at that, did this make her a pedophile?
All these thoughts washed away as the boy began to thrust. Pulling back, Velma felt how truly empty she was without his dick inside her, but the second he thrusted back in her she felt the most amazing sensation as his cock filled her pussy in the best way possible. The boy began to get into the rhythm as his thrusts quickened every time. Her pussy gripped around him tightly, enhancing her pleasure and his own as she noticed his grunts and growls indicated he was enjoying the experience all the more. Amidst the session he stuck out his tongue from his maw and lapped at Velma's breasts. She felt the electricity coursing through her grow with the added stimulation and felt the tension in her core built for a second time. Gripping at the dirt beneath her she tried to steady herself and prepare for the feeling to wash over her one more time.
After a few more thrusts Velma felt that familiar sensation hit her and made her lose control as she tightened up her body and gripped the wolf boy's cock that was still thrusting inside her. This must have done the trick as soon a new sensation filled her as the boy grunted before his own body tightened and shuddered as he came inside her. The feeling of his cum filled her and spurred Velma's orgasm along all the more, making it feel like it was lasting longer than before.
It felt like an eternity but the sensation of him pumping and throbbing inside her finally subsided and he pulled out of her. He stood over the young sleuth as she tried to make out his small animalistic figure in the moonlight. He was a rather impressive specimen she had to admit. It looked like he was still hungry though as his cock still throbbed and pulsed before her. Velma's brain was filled with a fog of euphoria that she never experienced before, one she never thought she would achieve. She had no reason to do so other than she wanted to, as she turned herself around, got on all fours and stuck her ass in the air, ready to receive him one more time like a bitch in heat.
No time was wasted as the boy launched at her with a bark. Clawed hands gripped her hips as she felt his dick enter her once more, the force of it pushing deep in her one more time and stirring the cum he had just filled her with. Velma let go of all rational thought as he continued to fuck her like she was his personal play thing. Tonight she was no longer a detective and a part of Mystery Inc. Tonight she was this young werewolf's breeding bitch and she loved every moment of it. With her mind drifting among the sea of pleasure, she moaned and screamed into the night as her pussy accepted every inch of thick wolf cock. The only thought now was how she ever lived without it.
Time passed and the boy grew more fierce with his thrusts like before. His claws left minor scratches in her skin but not enough to cause concern, as the slight sting added to her pleasure. It was the perfect cocktail for her as she experienced the fear, loss of control, pleasure, and pain all in one go. She wished that this feeling could last forever. However the big moment came as one more thrust from the boy drove something even bigger into her tight pussy. Velma had learned about this part of canine anatomy when "researching" in her free time as she felt his bulbous knot stretch her pussy out even more than before and entered her. Her mind nearly shattered as it was forced inside her, the heat was more than she felt she could handle as it throbbed and pulsed. Another flood of wolf cum filled her insides as her body took it in her and drank it all in. She was at the absolute peak of pleasure.
After what felt like an eternity of being filled by the knot, it began to shrink. Suddenly Velma felt very empty as he withdrew his dick from her nethers. Velma began to regain her mental faculties as she felt herself dripping out his cum. Looking back she saw that the once fierce wolf that was breeding her, was slowly turning back into the small boy she had found earlier. His fur began to recede. The claws on his appendages began to go back to normal hands and feet. The boy's once ferocious face returned to its young and innocent look. However, the one thing that didn't seem to be normal was the boy's cock. It was still huge!
At first she just figured it was a part of the transformation process. She was enamoured that such a young boy was so well hung naturally. Maybe she was becoming a cradle robber as she started to fantasize about still taking the boy for herself. Perhaps now that he was just a normal boy she could be the one in control and teach him how to fuck right. A shiver ran through her body as she felt more of the cum she was pumped full of dribble out of her.
Finding the remains of her clothes she retrieved her notepad and pen she kept for any noteworthy occasion. Scribbling down her contact information she dropped it on the boy's unconscious body. As he slept peacefully after such an eventful encounter, she stared at his limp but still generously sized cock. Overpowered with lust still she figured she'd return the favor and give him a little oral pleasure like he did as a wolf.
Kneeling down between his legs she grasped his young dick and lifted it up and began to stroke. After a few pumps she licked and sucked at the boy's head before taking it in her mouth in full. She was glad the group face fucked her so often she didn't have a gag reflex anymore, so taking the boys dick all the way to the base was not an issue. After a few minutes of intense sucking she was rewarded with the youth's cum, which after the two sessions was still thick and large in quantity. Drinking down the boy's load took a couple of gulps, but it was the most delicious thing she had for a while.
As Velma walked away she looked back at the boy's unconscious body still bathed in the moonlight, and she hoped that beyond all hope, that he would try to meet with her again at the same time next month.
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