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All characters are of Physical and Mental Age of Consent

Note: This is a stand-alone story unconnected to any previous stories I've written

Happy Halloween!

Full Moon Fun

The sun hung just above the tree line. The sky turned from blue to a mix of purples, reds, and oranges as twilight approached. An autumn breeze blew through the forest, scattering a rainbow of leaves overhead. In a clearing deep in the middle of the woods, a small campfire sparked to life. Two tents had been set up close by. Four figures sat cross-legged around the crackling flames.

"Thanks for seeing us, Lupe," the first person spoke. She was a Mobian chipmunk/squirrel hybrid with short, red head-fur. Her blue eyes sparkled in the firelight. She wore a blue vest over a white t-shirt. A tight pair of jeans covered her legs, and a pair of sturdy blue boots adorned her feet.

"Not a problem at all, Sally," the other woman replied. Sitting on the other side of the campfire was a grey she-wolf a few years older than Sally. Atop her head was a large, feathered headdress that draped down past her shoulders and onto the ground; the symbol of her status as Grand Chief of her people. Her dark locks were tied into a long, braided ponytail that trailed down her back. A small, blue leotard clung tightly to her athletic frame. Matching sandals were laced up to her bare thighs. Various bits of gold jewelry along her face and arms shone in the setting sun. Her dark blue eyes, full of experience and wisdom, studied her guests. "I take it this isn't an official meeting?" she asked.

"Nah, Loop," answered the man sitting next to Sally. The blue hedgehog was wearing a simple red t-shirt, blue jeans, and his trademarked red-and-white striped running shoes. "We were hoping you might be able to help me an' Sal with a small, personal problem."

The final person chuckled. "Getting cold feet already, Sonic? Relax. Leadership has its strains, but there are upsides!" He draped his arm across Lupe's shoulder and pulled her close to him. "Especially if you have a good mate by your side." He finished by gently nuzzling Lupe's cheek. The brown and white male wolf wore a blue vest over his broad chest. A pair of matching leggings covered his thick legs. Like his wife, he wore simple sandals laced around his feet.

The wolfess blushed. "Lobo..." she lightly scolded. "I swear you're like a pup sometimes!" Lupe rubbed noses with her husband before turning back to Sonic and Sally. "So, what's troubling you two?" she asked. "Perhaps you wondered how Lobo and I keep things interesting after so many years and pups?" she teased.

The younger couple sighed and held hands. "You remember that fiasco with the Dark Gaia energy?" asked Sally. The wolves both nodded. Their expressions dipped. This was far more serious than they thought.

"I've been having... control issues, lately," explained Sonic. He briefly looked up at the sky. The sun was just above the horizon now. The shadows of the forest grew larger by the minute. The flames of the campfire rose to fight the coming darkness. The blue hero gazed back across the flickering blaze. "I was hoping your crew might be able to offer some tips."

Lobo's face darkened. "And what do you mean by that?" he growled. For a long time, the Wolves of Mobius were seen as backwards savages by the more "civilized" races. Worse, a growing rumor was that Sonic's current predicament was CAUSED by his people and their "evil magics".

Sally spoke up, "Please, Lobo! We didn't mean to offend you! Most of the records in Mobotropolis were destroyed in Robotnik's coup. The Wolf Pack's knowledge of ancient powers has survived longer." Her face was desperate and pleading.

"Yeah, Big Wolf!" followed Sonic. "The Pack was a big help before. King Max is threatening to lock me up! I... I don't want to hurt anybody when I get like... that!" The hedgehog's usual cocky bravado was absent from his voice.

Lupe placed a gentle hand on her husband's shoulder. "Darling, please," she soothed.

The other wolf sighed. His demeanor softened. "Apologies accepted, my friends. I must ask the same of you. I can't image what you're experiencing," Lobo replied. His ears folded back against his head. He reached towards the hedgehog with an outstretched paw. With an understanding smile, Sonic shook it.

Lupe then spoke. "I can consult with the pack elders, Sonic. They might offer temporary remedies. Perhaps ways to mitigate the change. But as I said before, we can't CURE you. At least, not with what we have now."

Sonic slumped back in the dirt with his face in his chest. "Great..." he groaned. "From metaphorical to literal cage..."

Sally wrapped her arms around him. "Don't lose heart, baby. We'll find something eventually." She placed her head on his shoulder. Sonic closed his eyes, buried his nose in her red head-fur, and ran his hand along her waist.

Lupe and Lobo shared a worried expression for the younger couple. They locked eyes and squeezed each other's paw. Neither one could imagine losing the other. Again.

Suddenly, Sonic's eyes popped open. He shoved Sally away from him like she was covered in poison sumac. "AAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!" he cried out. The moon was now high in the sky. Full and fat, its light shone down on the small campsite.

Lupe, Lobo, and Sally jumped to their feet. Sonic remained on the ground rolling back and forth with his arms around his middle. A series of small cracks and pops came from his thrashing form. The seams of his shirt began to split.

Sally reached down with her hand. "Sonic..." she warbled.

The hedgehog's head spun to face her. His green eyes were now dark and wild. He opened his mouth, revealing two sets of massive canines. "RRRRRRAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!" he roared, nearly blowing Sally over. Sonic sprang to his hands and feet. The back of his shirt exploded in a field of long, dark blue spines. He snarled at Lupe and Lobo, turned, and shot deep into the brush surrounding them.

"Sonic! Wait! Come back!" Sally sobbed; tears ran down her cheeks.

"Sally, stop! Don't!" Lupe yelled. She and her husband each grabbed one of the princess' arms.

"You must stay here, Sally!" begged Lobo. He tightened his hold on the struggling hybrid. For several minutes, the princess wriggled and thrashed in place to escape and chase after her fiancé.

"But... but he... PLEASE!" the chipmunk continued to cry. Sally yanked her arm free from Lobo to hug Lupe. Her face was buried in the she-wolf's bosom.

"Shhh... shhh... I know, Sally," Lupe did her best to console the future monarch. She ran her hand up and down Sally's back. "Th-there might be something you can do to help him," she offered.

Lobo stared at his wife; his jaw hung open in shock. "Darling! Y-you can't seriously mean..."

Unfazed, the wolfess stared her husband in the eyes. "'What is a wolf without their mate?'" she spoke one of the old proverbs of the Wolf Pack Nation.

Lobo sighed. "'Wild and Lost'," he gave the traditional response. "She's still so young..." he mumbled.

"Were we much older when we became one?" Lupe asked firmly.

Sally brought her face up from the lady lupine's chest. "Wh-what are you talking about? What can I do to help Sonic?" she begged through her sobs.

Lupe stared at the younger woman's tear-ravaged face. "If you love him..."

Sally shook her head. "With all my heart," she replied. Her voice was strong now. Her eyes were clear and focused.

The two wolves nodded to each other. "Then there IS something you can do. But it requires all that and much more," said Lupe. "Sally, if you truly wish to be with Sonic then..." she leaned in close and whispered into the princess' pointed ear.


Sonic crashed through the forest, not caring where he was going. His fur and skin burned like hot coals. He tore off the shredded remains of his clothes and kept running. It wasn't like his usual zipping along at super-speed. He was unbalanced and awkward. His muscles and bones twisted and shifted, gaining mass in his upper body. His legs throbbed to adapt to the change. The tortured hedgehog fought the growing urge to move on all fours.

"Need to get away! Can't be near anyone! Can't be near Sal!" his mind rattled. It was quickly becoming the only rational thought in his head. More and more, his mind became bestial; driven more by instinct than emotions. His peach-colored muzzle was now a pale blue. His cobalt quills were now a navy blue with silver tips. They were no longer stylized into his usual mohawk, but wild and shaggy. His arms grew long and thick. His hands became enormous paws; the fingers each tipped by long, black claws. His legs thickened and his shoes turned into dark red cleats.

The former hedgehog erupted from the shrubbery and skidded to a halt. He stood on a patchy cliffside overlooking a waterfall. His elongated snout sniffed the air. Nothing but the scent of the forest behind and the water below. His wild eyes darted back and forth. No enemies. Or packmates. Sonic gazed upward and saw the full moon beaming down on him. He opened his mouth, revealing that now all his teeth were deadly fangs. He leaned back and gave a mournful howl as the pain from his transformation subsided. The woods went dead quiet for several minutes.

A twig snapped behind him. The werehog's ears twitched and he spun to face whatever threatened him. "Sonic?" a soft voice called out.

The snarling beast tilted its head as Sally emerged through the trees. Her arms were at her side; her palms open, facing him. "Saaal-leee?" the creature queried. Its voice sounded like Sonic trying to gargle rocks with a razor blade chaser.

"Yes, sweetie. It's me. Your main squeeze," Sally said. Her voice was calm as she slowly walked towards him.

"How... find... me?" Sonic struggled to speak with his mouth full of dagger-like teeth.

Sally smiled and held up the remains of his shirt. "You left me a clear trail to follow, Sonic," she said. The redhead thumbed behind her, indicating the path of broken branches, torn roots, and unturned earth through the thicket. "Don't worry, I left your pants back with Lupe and Lobo. Not that there was much left for them to guard," she finished with a wink.

"Why... follow?" he asked. Sonic lowered himself onto his haunches with his claws dug into the rough terrain.

"To be with you, love," Sally answered. She was now nose-to-nose with Sonic. His hot breath rushed over her body. The faint scent of chilidogs hung in the air.

"Yup, still Sonic," she thought. The princess kept her smile. Her eyes were soft and shining in the moonlight. Sonic lifted one paw to cup her cheek. His thumb claw ran over her gentle features.

Suddenly, Sally's face changed. Her eyes turned blood-red. Her eyebrows knotted together. Her smile became a wicked grin. "Daddy was right! You're not good enough to marry! You're just a loathsome beast! A mindless animal! You SHOULD be locked up and never seen again!" she cackled.

Sonic snarled and raised his other paw high in the air. His fingers splayed out with his claws extended. Instead of cowering, Sally lunged forward and hugged her hedgehog around his heavy frame.

"Please Sonic! It's your Sal! Fight it! Come back! I love you!" she screamed.

"It's SAL! STOP!" a voice deep within the werehog ordered. Sonic paused and stared at his open paw. His eyes widened in shock at what he almost did. He wrapped both arms around the woman sobbing into the thick fur of his chest.

"I'm so sorry, Sal!" Sonic exclaimed. His rational side had briefly gained control. He nuzzled into her head-fur. "Now you see why I gotta go? I can't be a king who disappears once a month! I... I can't be your husband if I'm gonna maul you..."

Sally tightened her hold around his shaggy waist. "Says who? I'm not letting you go!" she fired back. She then pushed herself out of Sonic's thick arms. "Sonic, I've asked you to give up so much to be my king. It's only fair I made a sacrifice too." Sally reached up, grabbed her shirt collar, and pulled it and her vest aside; revealing her bare neck. "Make me like you," she whispered.

Sonic shook his head in disbelief. He held both of his massive paws out to her. "Y-You want to be like... this?!" he asked.

Sally kept her stance. "As long as we're together, I don't care. Remember, Sonic? We promised we'd be with each other, no matter what," she said with conviction. "If Dad wants you in a cage, he'll have to put me in right next to you!"

The werehog stepped forward, towering over the hybrid princess. He leaned down and sniffed her fur. A pleasant scent rose from her form. There was a small bit of fear mixed in. Sonic slowly opened his mouth. He licked at the exposed fur of her neck. Sonic held her shoulders, keeping her in place. She shivered slightly. Sally closed her eyes. A soft murr escaped her lips as he pressed his fangs to her pulsing jugular.

"AAAHHHH!" Sally hissed. Her eyes popped open. She was expecting a shock of pain, not a soft pinch. She moaned and raked Sonic's back quills with her fingers. Her body quivered with unforeseen ecstasy. His thick tongue lapped at her hot fur and skin.

Sally's eyes rolled into the back of her head. Another moan escaped her lips. Her vision became blurry. A jet of warm air from Sonic's nose blasted over her. The princess chirred before she gazed up at the starry sky. The full moon still hovered overhead.

The redhead's groans became soft growls. Her eyes shut before she pushed away from Sonic again. Her hand went to her neck. There wasn't a drop of blood to be seen. Just four puncture scars hidden by her light brown fur.

"Sally? You okay?" asked Sonic. He tilted his head and made a soft whimpering sound in his throat.

The princess' eyes popped open. Her blue eyes were now fierce and wild. She looked at Sonic and snarled. Her teeth were now fangs. Sally slumped onto her hands and knees. A series of pops and cracks came from her folded form. She threw herself back onto her haunches and screeched.

"RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!" erupted from the former princess' lips. Her usually short, coiffed hair now flowed down her back in a wild, red mane. Her light-brown fur darkened to almost black. Her arms thickened. Her hands widened into paws. Her nails extended into needle-like talons. Her vest split down the back and fell away. Sally grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it open. Her growing breasts strained against the blue cotton bra she wore. The princess had a decent-sized bust before, but now her chest rivaled Bunnie and Rouge's own assets. Her mounds quickly spilled free of their prison and bounced in the air. A savage paw clawed away the useless garment. Her flat stomach rippled into a firm six-pack of solid muscle. Her legs grew in length and strength. Her jeans split along the seams. Sally slashed at the restrictive clothing with her claws. They made quick work of her pants and the small blue panties covering her burning loins. Her boots exploded into bits of blue leather as her feet widened into paws. Her toes curled and uncurled as small claws sprang from the tips.

Despite his current state, Sonic could only look on in horror. Sally continued to thrash around and change under the moonlight. "What have I done?!" he thought.

The hybrid woman shuddered and rose to her knees. Her head went back, and her arms stretched out at her side. "AAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!" Sally answered with a fierce howl. When she finished her night-call, she started looking wildly from left to right. She raised her snout and sniffed the air. Her ears swiveled in all directions.

Sonic kept still. He understood what was happening. Sally's senses had been heightened to astonishing levels. No doubt her mind was going into overdrive to process all the new sights, sounds, and smells she was picking up.

He was right. The usually calm and rational princess' thoughts were deluged with new sensations. The snap of a branch, rustling in the bushes, the twitter of Night Flickies, and the roar of the waterfall were all deafening. She could smell everything in the forest. Potential prey. The scent of burning wood a few miles away. At least two more wolves nearby. Her eyes adjusted so that now the evening was as clear as day. Unfortunately, they locked onto Sonic's hulking form. Her lips curled and she issued a single low growl.

The werehog's ears twitched. "CHALLENGER!" snarled his own inner beast. His brow knotted. Sonic hunched over and raised his claws. His lips curled to display his own fangs. Sally rose onto her hands and knees. Her hackles bristled. Her growls became a loud snarl. Sonic kept his stance.

"Female wants to fight? We fight! Too bad. Pretty. Body built for pups!" he thought.

Sally slowly approached the other lupine-like being. She gave a few more barks and snapped at the air. "Unknown male in territory! Not welcome! Shame. Looks strong. Make good Alpha!" her clouded mind reasoned.

The two creatures circled each other, sizing up their opponent. Each would give a snarl or bark and the other slashed at the air, daring them to make the first attack.

"Stop! It's Sal! You know, 'mate'?" Sonic argued deep within himself.

"What are you doing?! We wanted this! Stop! Sonic's not the enemy! He's our mate!" Sally's own inner mind screamed.

The two lycans tightened their circling till they were face-to-face. Neither had backed down. They'd fight to the death then. Instead, they came to a complete stop. Their noses had pressed together. They locked eyes and blushed.

"Ssssss-Sonnnn-niiiiicc?" growled the were-munk. Sally's voice was now deep and husky, but still feminine.

"Sa-Saaallll-leeee?" the other creature replied in equal confusion.

"MATE!" they both yipped at once. Sally sprang forward, tackling Sonic onto his back. She rained licks and nips all over his face.

"Hahahahahahah! Whoa! Down girl! Heel!" laughed Sonic. Sally ran her tongue over his blue cheek.

"I'll show YOU how to heel, buster!" she giggled, not stopping her tongue-led assault on his face. Sally finished with a quick nose rub with him and sat back on her haunches. She kept her blue beau pinned beneath her. "So, what do you think?" she asked. Her claws combed his chest fur.

Sonic gazed up at the woman straddling him. Her form was slimmer than his, built more for speed and agility than raw power. He still had a height advantage, but his husky frame no longer dwarfed hers. And yet, Sally now looked like she'd give any bodybuilder on Mobius a run for his money. "Sal, you were a babe before, but DAMN!" he answered. He lightly scratched her powerful thighs.

"Hhhmmmm, glad you approve," she snarled playfully. She wriggled her hips over his crotch. "And it seems another part of you agrees!"

Still smiling, Sonic sprang up from the ground. He grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed her over. He and Sally went tumbling into the thicket, away from the cliffside. They rolled together through the bushes and eventually came to a stop in a small grove in the forest. The moonlight still shone down on them. Now HE had pinned Sally to the ground. He leaned down and nuzzled her cheek.

"I love ya, Sal-Gal!" he said softly.

Sally lightly licked his muzzle and lay back in a soft bed of moss, grass, leaves, and pine needles. "I love you, too, Blue Boy. Let's not waste the night," she growled sensually.

Sonic pushed himself up to gaze down upon her. The lunar rays sparkled on her bestial features. His nose twitched as a subtle musk rose from her body. Her nipples poked up from her large, fluffy mounds. "Y-you really want to...?" he asked.

Sally nodded and held her paws out to him. "Be my king, Sonic. My Alpha! My everything!" she cooed.

Sonic lay down on top of Sally and licked her face. The pair nuzzled and chirred. Their noses flared as their scents overcame the aroma of the woods. Sally murred and raked her claws along Sonic's back. He buried his muzzle into the crook of her neck and lapped over her dark brown fur.

Sally let out a soft howl as something bushed over her loins. She wriggled from under Sonic and stood poised in the shadow of a large tree. Confused, Sonic rose to his feet.

"What's the matter, Sal?" he growled. A longing whimper came from his throat.

"You were poking me. Down there," she answered with a wink. She knelt down and held her paws in front of her face in a begging motion. "Do you have a treat for me?" she asked mischievously. Her stumpy tail wagged eagerly behind her.

Blushing, the werehog approached Sally and stood before her. He exhaled and revealed himself fully to the woman he loved.

Sally's eyes widened as full as the moon. Filling her vision was a pale blue shaft at least a foot long and over three inches thick. Large veins pulsed along the sides. The flared head was a dark blue. At the base were a pair of heavy, swollen testicles resting in a massive furry scrotum.

"Oh shit..." Sally hissed. "No wonder he ran away! This would have split me in two!" she thought.

Sonic ran his paw over her cheek. "You okay, Sal, sweetie?" he asked.

The former princess gazed up at him. "Just admiring the bone you're giving me, baby!" she yipped. Sally leaned her face against Sonic's shaft and chirred. Her nose took in the spicy scent of her mate. Her tongue lolled from her mouth and brushed over the pale flesh.

The werehog groaned in approval and made a small thrust of his hips. Sally closed her eyes and kissed along his penis, savoring the salty taste of his meat. "Hhhhmmmm," she growled in pleasure. She nipped and licked all over his shaft, being careful with her fangs. No way she'd risk hurting him before she felt it inside her!

"AH! AAAHH! SSSSAAAALLLL!" rumbled Sonic. He scratched behind her ears, signaling his approval. She moved down to nuzzle and lap at his fuzzy orbs.

"There will be many pups!" her new form cheered inside Sally's ignored that detail and started moving towards Sonic's swollen knob, kissing and licking every inch of him along the way. Her lips caressed his thick tip. Her long, smooth tongue teased his pee-slit. "My turn for a nibble, Sonic," she growled sensually. Sally opened her fang-filled maw over Sonic's pulsing member and dove down.

"AAAAAAARRRRRRRROOOOOO!" Sonic's head went back as he let out a long, drawn-out howl. He buried his hands in his mate's fiery mane and pulled her down onto himself.

"HHUUUUURRRKKK!" Sally gave a muffled yelped as Sonic's girth slid into her mouth. She relaxed her throat muscles and let him enter her orifice. Her hands gripped his hips for balance. She swirled her tongue around his pulsing cock. Soon, her head bobbed up and down as she sucked his penis.

"GGRRRR! RRAAAWWWRRR! YYYEE-AAAHHH!" moaned Sonic. A loud slurping came from his loins. Sally's mouth was warm and wet. Her tongue was rougher than before, but his new form enjoyed every second of it. The tip of his dick poked at the back of his mate's throat.

Sally pressed her face tight against Sonic's body and sucked harder on his cock. One of her paws cupped his balls and rolled them. Her other hand was buried between her own aching thighs, trying to sooth the fire burning there.

"Ah! AAAHHHH! G-Gonna cum, Sal! G-gonna... AAAARRRRROOOO!" Sonic's gasps were cut off as his penis erupted inside Sally's mouth.

"MMMMHHHHPPPFFF!" the were-munk cried as her mouth was flooded with a thick stream of Sonic's salty spunk. Sally eagerly drank him down. Her throat rose and fell as she gulped more and more of his seed. A few strands escaped her mouth and drippled down her chin.

Eventually, the flow ended and Sally pushed off Sonic to inhale a lungful of air. "OOOOOOOHHHH!" she cried out. "B-baby! S-so much!" she gasped.

Sonic scratched her behind the ear. "And there's more where that came from, Sal!" he laughed while indicating his still-standing erection. "But first, I think I should return the favor. Don't you?"

Sally yipped and rolled on to her hands and knees. She lifted her rump high into the air and wagged her tail. She looked over her shoulder and growled sensually, "Come and get it, sweetness!"

The werehog knelt down onto the ground behind the presenting female. He took Sally's ass-cheeks in his paws and rolled them in slow circles. Sally chirred in pleasure as he massaged her buns. Her tail was now a brown blur in the moonlight. Sonic pulled her rear cheeks aside and looked on. In the middle of her ass was a red, puckered star. Below that was a dark pink slit, dripping with evening dew. Sonic's tongue lolled from his mouth. A thin line of drool dripped from his lips. His own tail slowly wagged.

Sally clawed at the soil impatiently. "What are you waiting FFFFFOOOOORRRR?!" Her frustration was cut off by something cold pressing against her backside. Sonic took a deep whiff of her musk and teased his tongue over her damp vulva.

"Rrrrooooooo!" the were-munk cooed softly. Sally growled in pleasure. Sonic licked her slit like an eager puppy. "Ah! AAAAHHH! Y-yeah, Sonic! K-keep it up! OHHHHH! Th-that feels so good!" she yipped.

"HHHHMMMM, Sal! You might taste better this way!" he joked. Sally grinned and pushed her rear into his face.

"Less talking, more licking, Sonic!" she ordered playfully. Her lover smirked and returned to her folds. Now his tongue pushed deep into her flower and swirled around.

"OOOOOOHHHH YYYYYEEEEEESSSSS!" Sally moaned. "Do it, baby! Lick your bitch!" she yelled.

Sonic murred and continued lapping at his love's juices. She was so sweet! Like Halloween candy! He reached down to stroke himself. His member pulsed and stiffened with new life.

"AH! AAAAHHHH! Al-almost!" Sally growled. Her claws dug deep trenches in the dirt as she fought her approaching orgasm. "YES! YYYEEESSSS! AAAAAAARRRRRROOOOOO!" She lifted her head and howled in ecstasy. Sonic grabbed both her buns and pressed his maw deep against her slit and indulged in her cream. A small trickle of her juices drippled down her thigh, but Sonic was quick to lap it up with his talented tongue.

Sally rolled onto her back and panted for breath. "Th-that was amazing, Sonic!" she gasped. The werehog stared at her large, fluffy mounds rise and fall with each of her ragged breaths.

She smirked and cupped her breasts. "Oh? You like these now that they're so big? Sonic! I thought better of you!" she teased.

Her lover sat back and squeezed his thick shaft. "What about yer'self, darlin'?" he fired back. Sonic slowly stroked his engorged cock. "Think you can handle this bad boy?"

The two shared a giggle. Then Sally called him over with a clawed finger. "There's one way to settle this," she said while palming her breasts. "Come over here, Sonic," the hybrid said.

Sonic lumbered over Sally and straddled her waist. He placed his thick member between the valley of her cleavage. Sally murred and pressed her mounds around his dick. Sonic groaned as he was taken in a soft, fluffy heaven. The wide tip of his penis poked up from her chest like a giant blueberry. Sally giggled and flicked her tongue along his pee-slit.

"AAAAAAHHHHH!" the werehog groaned. He made a short thrust of his hips. His shaft pushed back and forth between Sally's breasts. The two lycans yipped as they moved against each other. Sally licked Sonic's tip every time it poked against her chin. Sonic made quicker thrusts in her cleavage, loving the caress of her warm fur along his length. He leaned back and placed his palm over her cleft. Her folds were warm and wet. He inserted a single finger into her heat.

"RRRRROOOOO!" the two called into the night. Sally's hands fell from her chest. Sonic's cock bobbed in the air. They shared a knowing gaze.

"Truce?" offered Sonic. He brought his damp digit to his mouth and licked it clean of her essence. Sally only nodded with a smile on her face. The werehog dismounted his mate. She once more rolled onto her hands and knees with her hindquarters raised high. This time, her tail was flagged to the side and still.

"Take me, Sonic. Make me yours!" Sally snarled. The werehog positioned himself at her rear. The former princess chirred as his length dragged over her anus. She hissed when his tip rubbed against her folds.

Sonic lay across Sally's back and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you, Sally Acorn," he whispered in her ear. He lined himself up with her slit and thrust forward with his hips.

"AAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!" the couple howled as they became one. Sonic's cock slid into Sally's velvety folds. Slowly, he entered her, not wanting to hurt his mate. Her inner muscles squeezed around him. She shuddered as she was stretched like never before! He licked and nibbled her ear while his shaft was surrounded by exquisite warmth.

Sally pawed at the ground and whimpered in pleasure. Her back claws dug deep for purchase to remain still while her Alpha claimed her. Eventually, his hips rested against hers. For a moment the pair of lycans paused, savoring the feeling of the other. Then Sonic began to pull from Sally's core. She growled and chirred from the sensation. Just when it seemed he would leave her, he pushed forward again.

Sonic steadily increased his pace against her folds. Sally made several thrusts of her own to match his movements, not wanting to miss an inch of her mate inside her vagina. The pair yipped and chirred as they worked towards mutual orgasm. Sonic had a firm grip on Sally's waist. His tail was a blue blur waving in the air as he pumped in and out of her core. She snarled and growled in pleasure.

"Ah! AAAH! S-Sonic! Faster! HARDER!" she cried out. "So good! Don't stop!"

"Y-Yeah, Sal! Damn, so tight!" he groaned. He made quicker, deeper thrusts into her cunny. His balls slapped loudly against her thighs.

"OH GODS! YES! YES! Make me your bitch!" screamed the rutting were-munk.

Sonic growled and buried his snout into her long, fiery tresses. Her scent drove him wild! His hips became a dark blur. His paws cupped her heavy breasts. His fingers tweaked her hard nipples. "The pups won't starve!" he thought.

Sonic opened his mouth and bit lightly onto Sally's shoulder. His cock pumped faster inside her pussy. Sally closed her eyes, raised her head, and moaned. She was so close!

"AH! AAAHHHH! C-cum in me, Sonic! N-need to feel you! AAAAHHHHHH!" she shouted.

Sonic gave one final, deep thrust into her core and held her tight. Together they raised their muzzles and gave a long, deep duet into the night. The pair spasmed as Sonic shot several thick loads of semen into the wild goddess beneath him. Sally shook and whimpered as her mate flooded her flower with his seed. The werehog nuzzled her face and licked her cheek.

"Thanks for everything, Sally," Sonic said through ragged breath.

"You're welcome, Sonic," she replied. Her body quivered while her vagina continued to milk his girth. "Th-thank you for sharing this side of you with me..." she moaned.

A howl came from across the forest. Apparently, another couple heard them and made their own night-song. Sally turned slightly and rubbed noses with the werehog. "W-want to go again?" she growled before licking her mate's stunned face.

The pair separated. A soft squelching sound came from Sally's loins as Sonic left her pussy. A trickle of their shared essence dripped down her thighs.

The beastly princess lay on her back, her arms and legs spread out in all directions. Her long, red mane was splayed along the greenery of the forest floor behind her. Sally held out her paws to Sonic.

"Please, baby. Like we always do it," she whimpered. Her clawed fingers reached down and spread her petals. Her long tongue lolled to the side and she panted in anticipation.

Sonic grinned and positioned himself between her legs. He held the base of his enormous cock and teased her raw opening. Sally snarled as his bulbous tip caressed her clit. "D-Don't tease, love!" she growled.

"Does the royal puppy want another treat? Beg me," her mate replied playfully.

"OOOOOHHH!" the were-munk groaned. "I'll be good! Please, baby! Put it in me!" Sally moaned. She looked at Sonic and made soft chirring noises and gave him a pleading, puppy dog-eyes expression.

"That's my girl!" yipped Sonic. He held Sally by her ankles and pushed himself forward.

"RRRRRAAAAAAAGGHHHHH!" the two lycans roared as Sonic slid back inside of Sally's warmth.

The were-munk roared and palmed her breasts. She rolled her mounds in wide circles. Her claws tugged on her ridged nipples. Sonic pumped himself in and out of her tightness, gaining speed with each thrust.

"Yes! YES! H-Harder, Sonic! N-need you so much!" she screeched. The werehog freed her ankles and lay atop the panting redhead. He gripped the soil at the sides of her head and gave a deep push with his hips.

Sally moaned and wrapped her long legs around his waist. She locked her ankles behind his hips. "N-now you're MINE, baby!" she hissed. She grabbed two pawfuls of his head-quills and pulled his face close to hers. Sally licked his nose and chirred. She lifted her hips off the ground to meet his pistoning hips.

"D-don't w-want to leave you, Sal!" he groaned. His scrotum loudly slapped against her anus. Sonic leaned in and licked her sweaty cheek. "S-so gooooood! Ah! AAAAHHH! AAAAAHHHH!" he panted in time to their movements.

"C-cum in me, Sonic!" roared Sally. "N-need y-you to... RRRRRRRRAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!"

The pair shared one final howl as Sally's inner muscles clamped down around her lover's cock. Sonic pressed himself tightly to his mate as his orgasm struck. Sally growled and yipped as he shot load after load of semen into her quaking body. She shuddered and made a few small thrusts of her own as her own euphoria washed over her. A trail of their mixed juices trickled down along Sally's buns and onto the ground.

Eventually, Sally's limbs fell away from Sonic and flopped into the dirt. He rolled over onto his back, pulling the princess with him. His member was still nestled deep within her core. She lay curled up on his heaving chest. Her claws lightly raked his thick fur while he combed her red head-fur clean of twigs and leaves. The two snuggled close and murred. Soon, the night sounds of the forest returned and lulled them to sleep.


Lupe stood close to the flicking campfire. Her blue eyes were steely and focused on where Sally had gone chasing after Sonic. The she-wolf's hand tightened around the long spear shaft she held.

"What have I done?" she thought worriedly. "I've sent her to her death!" The grey lupine wasn't thinking of the political ramifications of her actions. Sally was a dear friend. In many ways as close to her as a sister or one of her own daughters.

The fire had burned down to a few embers. Lupe didn't care. Her powerful nose sniffed the air. Her ears listened for any sound of danger. A loud snap from her left made the she-wolf pivot and clutch her spear in both hands, the stone shaft aiming towards whatever came from the bushes.

Lobo emerged in front of his wife and stopped dead in his tracks. In his arms was a fresh pile of firewood. "Just me, love," he said gently.

Lupe sighed and relaxed her stance. She returned to her vigil while her husband built up the fire back to a crackling blaze. When he was done, he stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"A tad nervous, darling?" he asked.

"Don't make jokes, Lobo," she replied. "This is serious. They're our friends as well as our allies."

"I know, dearest," the other wolf said. "But we must have faith. Sonic may be hot-headed, but he has a strong will. Many have been consumed by the Dark Gaia by now, yet he fights on. And Sally has just as much strength and wisdom as our greatest chief." He lightly nuzzled against Lupe's cheek. His tongue brushed over the faint battle scar under her fur.

Lupe chirred and leaned back into his chest. "You're right, dear," she admitted. "I shouldn't..."

The mood was spoiled by a mournful howl across the forest. The two wolves went on alert. They recognized the hunting call of a male wolf. Lupe gripped her spear and waited. Several minutes later, another howl sounded from the woods. The pair relaxed. This was a new call; a female on the prowl.

Lobo and Lupe held hands and smiled. "Now they're truly one," Lupe said relieved. A few more night calls echoed in the darkness.

The brown wolf chuckled. "Might need to tell them they don't have to do that EVERY time!" he laughed.

His wife turned to face him. "Oh? I recall a certain pup who had a hard time keeping his mouth shut when making love!" she shot back. The two wrapped their arms around each other and rubbed noses.

Smiling, her husband merely said, "Can you blame me? What man can resist announcing he's made love to a goddess?" Lupe blushed and kissed him on the lips.

When they broke for air, she rested her head on Lobo's shoulder. "You know what this reminds me of?" Lupe asked.

"Our wedding night. Under the full moon. With no one else for miles," he answered. Lobo tightened his hug around his wife. "How could I forget?"

"It's been so long, darling..." Lupe chirred into her husband's ear. She felt her temperature rise as she rubbed her body against his.

Lobo pulled back to look his wife in her bright blue eyes. "Don't start that, love. Your duties to our people come first. We need you as a leader," he soothed.

Lupe pushed herself from Lobo's arms. "And am I just that to you, dear one?"

"No, Lupe," he answered. "But you know we must follow the traditions of the pack."

A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. Her spear thudded on the ground. The she-wolf reached up and removed her elaborate headdress and tossed into her and Lobo's tent. Her deft fingers undid the clasp at the back of her neck. Her blue leotard fell to the ground. She quickly unbraided her ponytail and shook her head-fur free. Lobo licked his lips at seeing her locks become the wild, dark mane from her youth.

Lupe held her arms out to the other wolf. "Tonight, my love, I am no longer your Grand Chief, I'm your wife!" Her thick, bushy tail wagged slowly behind her. "Take me as you once did..." she growled sensually.

Lobo stared spellbound at his wife's voluptuous frame. Lupe stood before the fire, half her exquisite body covered by cold moonlight, the other by the orange glow of the flames. The she-wolf's face was warm and inviting. Her breasts were large and firm. Each mound was capped by a dark grey nipple poking up from her grey coat. Her stomach was flat and taut, boasting a firm six-pack. Her hips were wide with a gentle flare. You'd never tell Lupe was a mother of two rambunctious pups! Her legs were long, elegant and strong. A small pink treasure glistened in the cleft between her thighs.

The brown male stepped forward and took the grey goddess in his arms. He pressed his lips to hers and gave Lupe a deep kiss. She gave a muffled yip as their tongues swirled inside their shared orifice.

Lupe placed a hand on her husband's chest and pushed him back. Before he could say anything, she grabbed the inside of his vest and tore the fabric aside. Lupe licked her lips at the white patch of fur running down the front of his body. His pecs shone in the flickering firelight. His abs firm and taut.

The she-wolf grinned as she teased the drawstring of his leggings. Her other hand roamed the hard muscles of Lobo's body. "You're still my chief, darling," she growled. Her hand dipped inside the waistband of his pants. "Do I still excite you, love? After all this time?"

"Aaaaahhh..." Lobo moaned as his wife palmed his organ. He gained enough sense to lick the tip of her nose. "You're still my Moon Goddess, Lupe," he panted. His brown tail waved in wide arcs. The she-wolf smiled and wrapped her hand around his warm, hard shaft. She slowly pumped his cock inside his pants.

"Hhhmmm, you speak the truth, love," she giggled. "That earns you a reward!" Lupe withdrew her hand from her husband's pants. He whimpered slightly at leaving her gentle embrace.

Lupe tapped him on the end of his snout and winked. Then she knelt on the ground in front of him. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of his leggings and pulled them down to his ankles. His ten-inch-long, inch thick penis sprang free of its prison and bobbed in the air. Lupe's eyes sparkled hungrily at the familiar sight of her husband's member. Her mouth watered. Her nostrils flared from his spicy musk.

The grey goddess leaned in and palmed Lobo's brown, fuzzy scrotum. She chirred at the heat radiating off his swollen orbs. "It HAS been awhile, hasn't it, Lobo?" she teased.

Her husband scratched her behind the ears. "Worth the wait for such a beautiful night as this, darling," he answered with a smile.

Lupe nuzzled against his shaft and gave the red meat a soft lick of her tongue. "I love you so much," she gasped. The she-wolf lapped along his thickness, savoring the salty taste of his penis. Her lips brushed over the flared tip of his cock. She flickered her tongue over his pee-slit.

"Ah! AH! AAAHHH! L-Lupe!" Lobo groaned. He ran his hand through her dark locks and made a small thrust of his hips. His wife smirked and gave his shaft a few strokes.

"Hhhmmm, you still taste so good, darling!" Lupe yipped. "Need the full meal!" She opened her mouth wide and engulfed her husband all the way to the base.

"RRRRRRRROOOOO!" he made a soft howl as he entered Lupe's heavenly mouth. She pressed her nose against his hips. Her chin rested on his sack. She made a muffled cry when his tip teased the back of her throat. She held her position, her tongue lightly drifting over the thickness filling her jaws. Slowly, the lady lupine began bobbing her head back and forth over her mate's meat.

"OOOOOHHHHH! By the Great Wolf Spirit!" gasped Lobo. Lupe merely hummed and wagged her thick tail. The brown-furred lupine made a few thrusts into his wife's mouth, eager to reward her. "Yes, Lupe! K-Keep doing that!" he growled. Lobo buried his hand into her dark mane and pulled her face close to his groin. "RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOO!" he called as his cock erupted inside Lupe's thirsty mouth.

The grey goddess chirred and drank her fill. Her throat relaxed while her husband's essence flooded her maw. Lupe murred as she took him in. Lobo's cum had become a rare treat for her recently and she wasn't about to miss a drop of him. The deluge eventually ended, and Lupe sat back on her haunches. A wide smile was spread across her muzzle while a thin trail of Lobo's spunk dribbled down her chin and onto her breasts.

"Huff... huff... By the gods, Lupe..." her husband panted.

"Yes, love? Have I lost my touch?" she giggled like a pup.

Lobo caressed her cheek. "No, darling," he answered. He struggled to get his leggings and sandals off. Lupe chuckled at his fumbling while she leaned back to untie her own footwear. Soon, the brown wolf had joined Lupe on the ground in front of the campfire. The pair of lupines took a moment to admire their full, naked bodies. They nuzzled, licked, and kissed all over each other's faces.

Lobo held Lupe by her shoulder and lay her on her back. She growled pleasantly as he positioned himself over her. "I need to see if I can still satisfy my Moon Goddess," he said warmly. He lowered himself onto the she-wolf and began licking and kissing his way down her warrior-frame. He licked and nipped at the crook of her neck. Lupe's fur bristled at his strong teeth brushing over her heated fur. He made a trail of kisses down along her neck and chest, stopping to nuzzle her large, fluffy breasts.

"Aaaaahhh... yyyyyyeeeessss!" Lupe hissed. Lobo licked her hard, right nipple while his fingers tweaked its twin. He swirled his rough tongue over her aureola then took the sensitive flesh in his teeth. "AAAAAHHHH!" the she-wolf moaned. "J-just like Marcos as a cub!" she gasped. Lobo merely switched to her other breast and gently suckled from her dark-grey teat. Lupe groaned in ecstasy and raked her claws through her husband's short, brown head-fur.

"AH! AAAHHH! S-So good, my love!" Lupe shouted. Lobo gave his wife's tits each a farewell lick and continued downward.

Lupe shuddered and made soft whimpering noises. Lobo nuzzled against her firm, flat stomach and kissed inside her navel. "Hhhhmmm, my warrior wolfess..." he growled happily.

He reached her flared hips and buried his nose inside her pelvis. Her musk was strong here, spicy mixed with sweetness. "AAAAAAHHHH!" Lupe cried, pushing herself upward.

Lobo placed his hands on her muscled thighs and held them apart. His eyes shone as he gazed upon his wife's pink petals. He leaned down and gave a tentative lick at her damp folds.

"L-Loooobbbboooo!" Lupe moaned. She lay back and palmed her heaving mounds. "Pl-please, d-darling! D-Don't tease your wife!" she barked.

"Yes, dear," he snarked before diving down with his muzzle.

Lupe's head shot back. "RRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOO!" she howled. Lobo dragged his tongue the full length of her vulva. His strong paws kept her legs from squeezing around his head. Lupe moaned louder the more he licked at her folds.

"Yes, Lobo! YYYYYEEEEESSSS!" she screamed. "OH! You haven't forgotten!" Lupe growled and rolled her hips against his muzzle. The brown lupine used his fingers to spread her petals and kiss her dripping flower. Lupe screamed again in rapture. Her husband's warm nose brush over her clit before he suckled on her bud.

"Oh! OH GGGGGGOOOODDDDDSSSSS! AAAAAAAWWWWWWOOOOO!" Lupe called. Lobo murred and lapped at the flow of his wife's succulent juices.

The brown lupine knelt back and smiled down at his wife's panting form. Her sweaty frame glistened in the glow of the firelight. Her breasts rose and fell as she caught her breath. Lupe's tresses lay splayed out behind her. Her tail flopped up and down in the dirt. "St-Still the best, Lobo, my love," she sighed. Her blue eyes narrowed, and a sly grin spread across her muzzle. Lobo's girth stood proud and hard from his hips. A bead of pre-cum shone rested at the tip. From deep in the woods, a duet of howls sang out.

The grey she-wolf smiled at her mate. "How long has it been since we sang our own night song, dearest?" she asked. Lupe reached out to him with her legs spread.

"Too long, Lupe," he replied. He stroked himself in preparation.

"Now, Lobo," she begged. "Claim me again like on our wedding night!"

Her husband shifted into position between her thighs. He teased her entrance with the wide knob of his cock. "I love you, Lupe. My goddess..." He pressed his tip at her folds. The pair of wolves hissed.

"I... love you too, Lobo," she whispered. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Lupe cried out as her lover slid into her burning loins.

"AH! L-Lupe! S-So TIGHT!" grunted the brown wolf atop her. He eased into her depths. His back fur frizzled as her warm velvety tunnel squeezed around him. Eventually, his balls rested against her grey-furred rump. Lobo snarled and dragged his claws along the ground, leaving deep trenches at the side of Lupe's shining face.

"LLLLLOOOOOBBBBBOOOOO!" she moaned. "Y-you're so BIG! M-my Great CHEIF!" she yelled. Lobo started to push away from her. The lady lupine would have none of it! Her arms and legs wrapped around her husband's frame and held him tight to her quaking body. She locked her ankles around his waist and kept him from leaving her. "N-no, darling! D-don't leave! N-never again!" she roared.

"N-no, love! W-wouldn't dr-dream... oh gods!" Lobo panted.

Together they found their familiar rhythm of lovemaking. Lobo pumped himself in and out of Lupe's cunny. She met each of his thrusts with her hips, trying to keep him close. Her claws raked down his back. He buried his muzzle in the crook of her neck and nipped at her soft fur.

"Yes! YYYYEEEESSSS! Lobo! Don't stop!" Lupe moaned.

"L-Lupe! S-So good! I... I can't... OOOOOOO!" the brown male lifted his face from his wife and keened in pleasure. His hips became a blur as he rutted the goddess beneath him. His balls slapped loudly against her firm ass-cheeks.

"J-Just... Just a... little more!" Lupe cried. "Oh! I'm so close! In... Inside me, darling! Cum inside me!"

"AH! AAAHHHH! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! LLLLLUUUUUUPPPPPEEEEE!" her husband moaned.

"AAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Both wolves raised their muzzles and sang their own duet of euphoria into the night. Lobo shuddered as he erupted deep within Lupe's vagina. She lay back and quivered at the exquisite feeling of her husband filling her.

Lobo collapsed on top of his wife and sighed contently. She chirred and licked his sweaty cheek. "You were amazing, Lobo..." she growled in exhaustion. Her limbs fell away from his trembling body. He quickly took her hand in his and squeezed it tight.

"Th-thank you, dear one," he panted. For several minutes, they rode out a long overdue shared orgasm. "You're still the most wonderful wolf on Mobius."

Lupe ran her free hand between his ears. They cuddled close together near the dying campfire. Another pair of howls called from deep in the forest. Lobo and Lupe smiled as they drifted off to sleep.


Morning found Lupe sitting by the fire pit. She was wrapped in a blanket while poking at the embers with a stick. With any luck, they could start cooking breakfast. A crackle of branches made her look towards the edge of the clearing. A smile spread across her muzzle at the sight. Sonic and Sally were standing behind a pair of bushes, awkwardly trying to cover themselves. The princess had one arm draped over her chest.

"Good morning, you two!" she called to them. "I trust you had a pleasant evening?" she teased with a wink.

Sonic scratched his head. A few leaves tumbled from his disheveled head-quills. "Yeah, you could say that," he answered.

"We really appreciate your help, Lupe. Is there any chance we could borrow some clothes?" Sally followed. She ran her head through her tangled mane. The princess grimaced as she pulled a large twig from her fiery locks. "Bunnie is going to have a field day with this..." she mumbled to herself.

"Good morning, my friends! It's wonderful to see you," bellowed Lobo as he strolled out the tent he shared with Lupe.

Sonic and Sally blushed heavily at the sight of the naked wolf casually walking towards them. "Uh... nice to uh... see you too, Big Wolf," stuttered the blue hedgehog.

"LOBO!" yelled his wife. "At least put some pants on till AFTER we've eaten!" she barked.

Eventually, the foursome sat back around the campfire. Each couple snuggled close under a pair of shared blankets.

"We'll have some provisions sent for you before you leave, Sally," Lupe offered.

"Thanks, Lupe. For everything," the redhead said. "Last night was wonderful."

"Double for me, Loop and Lobe," Sonic smiled and gave a thumbs-up. "How can I ever repay you guys?"

"Just know you are always welcome here, Sonic," answered Lobo. "Both of you are now honorary members of the pack. So don't be strangers. Come and visit as often as you can."

"And if King Max gives you any trouble, he'll have the whole Wolf Pack to deal with!" yipped Lupe. The younger couple smiled and nodded in thanks.

The she-wolf's eyes suddenly sparkled. "Although... you don't have to leave so soon, do you?" she asked impishly.

Sonic looked at Sally and shrugged. "I guess not. What's up, Lupe?" he replied.

The lady lupine grinned. "The moon will be full again tonight. It won't be as strong as last night, but..."

"What are you getting at, love?" asked Lobo.

"There's an ancient tradition among wolves," she explained. "When two packs become allies, the Alpha pair of each pack perform a ritual to ensure the safety of both peoples."

Lobo's ears perked up. "Darling, you can't mean..." he warbled.

Lupe merely kissed under his chin before eyeing Sonic and Sally. "My offer from last night still stands. Would you two like to know how my beloved and I keep things interesting after being married so long?"

The two younger Mobians went slack jawed while the grey goddess licked her lips. Already Lupe felt anticipation for the rising of the next full moon.

The End