Date: Fri, 12 Jun 2015 20:27:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: Abra Cadabra <abracadabra923@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curse breaker part 1 "Werewolf"

Disclaimer: this story contains humiliation and mind control as well as sex
between males. Read only if you are willing and allowed to.

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Once in every generation, there is a cursebreaker who can ease the pain of
the cursed beings of the dark.

In this generation that is Mike - a regular teen. As cursebreaker, he holds
great power. The wildest beasts will seek him out to rid themselves of the
negative effects of their affliction.

Unfortunately for him, he doesn't know about any of this.


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1. Werewolf

The full moon was only days away. The wolf was still in his human form of
course, but he had begun to grow already. He was well beyond the size of a
typical man, with vascular muscles pulsing over his massive bone frame.

He could have spent the night watching his lean muscles grow to
heavy-weight bodybuilder proportions. But tonight he had caught scent of
the cursebreaker.

The wolf wore baggy basketball shorts and sneaker. His dark skinned body
glistened under the streetlights as his jog came to a halt. He whipped his
square head around, trying to make out which way he had to go.

All 250lbs of swollen muscle flexed – the wolf was ready to pounce. He
was in a suburban neighborhood, early enough to find a few people awake,
but his dick stood visibly from his body. He didn't care, he was about to
find his prey and nothing besides mattered.

There, in that house.

The wolf sniffed the air. No one else was currently in that house, his keen
senses told him. He leaped into the back yard, silent and graceful as the
apex predator he was.

Looking through the open window, he saw a teen bent over his homework. He
wore only a towel, fresh out of the shower. He was white, somewhat tanned,
and athletic with a faint hint of muscle definition on the small body. The
cursebreaker's hair was still wet, damp dark blonde curls messily falling
onto a youthful face.

The wolf dropped his pants – the 7 inch tool pointing up over the thick
stomach at the overly huge pecs.

He jumped through the window frame with a smooth motion, his posture that
of a biped canine about to strike. The naked man of nearly impossible
proportions, muscles flexed to the maximum, stood a mere arm's length away
from his victim.

Before the boy could react, the wolf used his ability. Pheromones flooded
the room, overwhelming the teen's mind with animalistic instincts.

The cursebreaker rose from the chair, letting the towel drop. After swaying
for a second, he dropped to his knees. His blue eyes rolled back into his
head as he lost control of his mind. He whimpered, fighting the intrusion,
as he drooled.

The teen's underdeveloped boner grew rapidly until it pressed against the
smooth stomach, darkening and pulsing with every heartbeat.

"P-please...fuck," Mike whispered weakly. "I can't... please..."

Getting hit by the wolf's mind trick was always disorienting for the
victims, but this time the huge man didn't hold back in the slightest. The
boy looked almost like a child by comparison, kneeling in front of the
massive beast-man.

Unable to speak any longer as the dark creatures instincts took over, the
wolf growled and grabbed the boy at his shoulders. He lifted the kid,
turned him on his head and buried his tongue in the small boy's ass.

Mike dangled from the beast's arms, upside down. The teen yelped, but found
his face right in front of a huge leaking dick.

With instincts taking over, thanks to the pheromones, the cursebreaker took
in as much dick as possible, hanging headfirst with a stranger's tongue
working its way into his virgin hole.

The wolf dropped his victim onto the bed and let the boy follow his
instincts. The teen smelled like a total virgin and didn't suck dick very
well, even with all inhibitions removed. But that was not the point anyway.

Laying on his back, the boy took the dick into this mouth in deep thrusts,
making him choke every so often. Meanwhile his ass was assaulted by a thick
finger.

The wolf felt his own muscles respond and grow ever so subtly. Blood rushed
through his veins to fast he saw his biggest muscles groups
pulsating. Looking down at himself, the wolf could spot his brick abs and
pecs train his skin as they gained mass.

Even though he knew that the boy wasn't fully ready and needed more
stretching, he couldn't wait.

The cursebreaker cried out as he was ruggedly shoved into doggy style
position. But he arched his back and presented his little bubble butt.

Just once, the wolf spit down on his dick. Then he shoved it in, one huge
hand covering the screaming boy's mouth. Adding more spit with every
thrust, the inhumanly muscular monster man pumped his tool into the
squirming boy.

Another dose of pheromones took care of all remaining resistance. The room
now smelled intensively of manly musk and sex.

Four fingers into the teen's mouth to keep him quiet with constant gags,
muffling his screams with choking, and the other hand on the hip, not
letting the boy miss even one inch of man-beast dick as the wolf rocked his
little victim.

Both males were sweating in the warm, musky room. The wolf licked the boy's
neck, breathing in the youthful scent of shampoo and freshly defiled
innocence.

Mike's head was bright red, his forehead veins protruding as he struggled
instinctively again the intruding fingers in his throat, blocking his
airways. Every attempt to escape the violator's grip was shut down by the
strong hand on his hip bruising his ass and back as it pinned him in place.

Only a minute later, the wolf spotted a belt and got an idea. His mind was
not so clouded as to disallow some creative thinking.

He pulled out, leaving a heavily breathing, squirming kid to collapse on
the bed and grabbed the belt. He went back, his dick glistening of leaked
precum.

As he put the belt around the boy's neck to have a leash for choking the
teen said with a creaky voice "What...hey, how...wait..."

The wolf considered. No one had ever been able to resist a double dose of
pheromones. Indeed, a second one was rarely necessary. But this was the
cursebreaker after all. A third dose usually had consequences – like
leaving the victim unnaturally horny for life.

But it had to be done. This was what he had come for after all.

In quick succession the wolf filled the room with two more doses. Now it
smelled as if they had fucked for days in there, the heavy stench of sweat
in the air.

With the belt-leash controlling the boy's movements, the wolf dragged him
to the floor and piledrove his ass. He looked into the glassy eyes of the
teen and put his feet next to the boy's head to force the victim's eyes
onto him, small boy head between massive man shoes.

The boy turned his head regardless and licked the filthy sneakers. The wolf
spat on his face. Weakly the boy whispered "Th-thank you sir."

This sent the beast over the edge. He shot his hot stream of jizz into the
sore hole, which promptly overflowed. Thick, sticky cum ran out of the
boy's ass, past his dick and dripped onto his chest. The wolf lifted the
boy's hips higher so that the stream could drip on the small, reddened
face.

He dropped the teen. The cursebreaker's hips and legs meet the floor with a
thud. The teen whined high pitched noises with every deep breath, feeling
the deep impact on his abused hole still pumping through him. He would be
sore for days.

Already the wolf felt the effect take place. He wouldn't turn this moon –
he would remain in his human form. And he would certainly remain in control
of his turning for a long time. He had what he wanted.

Now there was only the issue of keeping the boy's memory hazy enough to get
away without repercussions.

The wolf emitted another dose of pheromones and jumped back out the window,
making it drop shut behind him. If the boy stayed in this cloud of
beast-man smell for a few minutes he should have nothing but sex on his
mind for a few days at least. His brain had probably taken permanent
damage, making him hornier than any teen his age would be – horny for
rough men.

There was a chance he would assault his own ass hole with his fingers right
away, desperate for more anal action. The wolf didn't know if the
cursebreaker had been straight, but now he definitely wasn't anymore.

But that only meant he would not be able to recall tonight's events with
accuracy. The wolf was save.

The huge man picked up his shorts and walked back into the night, fully
satisfied. His wet, semihard dick dripping with sweat and cum.

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When Mike's parents came home, they found their virtuous little boy in his
sex stinking room, sitting on his towel, masturbating furiously. He didn't
hear them knock and wasn't fast enough at closing his browser window.

With his legs and hips crusted in cum it seemed to the adults as if their
son had been jerking off nonstop since their departure.

Unable to explain why he had been looking at naked bodybuilders and
masturbating, they threatened to take away his internet access, but he
pleaded desperately, agreeing to do any and all household chores instead.

For the next few days Mike's thoughts were occupied with nothing but brutal
men, muscles and sex. Even though the events of the evening were nebulous
to him and he couldn't quite remember why his asshole burned like hell, he
found his fingers stimulating his prostate even through the pain.
Neglecting all schoolwork or social interaction, the teen jerked off to
bodybuilders whenever he could.

Soon he figured out that the slightest hint of muscle turned him on, which
made it difficult to get through the day at school. All his previous sexual
fantasies were overwritten.

It took over a week until he could spare a thought about what was happening
to him.


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