Date: Tue, 27 Apr 2010 23:56:41 EDT
From: ScarletLegg@aol.com
Subject: Wolf, Chapter 9

Previously:

Mason and I sat in the waiting room for two hours. It seemed like days.
Finally a doctor came in. He told us Dad would be fine. Luckily the knife
had missed all his vital organs.  He would have to be in the hospital for
several days.

"He's going to be in recovery this afternoon. Go home and get some rest and
come back in the morning."

I looked at Mason and we agreed that was probably the best idea. Besides, I
had to clean up the bloody mess before it dried. We thanked the doctor and
headed home.

When we got back to the house, the police and coroner were gone. We walked
in and Mason helped me clean up the mess. I even made sure to bleach the
kitchen floor in case there were any cum drops from my rape. We spent
several hours cleaning and rearranging things.

"I need another bath."

Mason locked up the house and joined me in the shower. He helped clean me
out and then we bathed each other. I could see the concern on his face. I
knew he was worried about me mentally dealing with all this.

"I really am okay baby......as long as I have you I will be okay."

He kissed me long and hard as I melted into his strong arms. He dried me
off and carried me to bed. He held me close and kissed me passionately.

"Mason...make love to me so I can forget."


Now Chapter 9:

Mason was so loving and caring, caressing and kissing my entire body. Just
his touch excited me. He made love to me slow and tender. When my body
reacted and told him more, he was forceful as he plowed my ass and filled
me with his loads of sperm. We loved each other so much.

We woke up early the next morning, ate a quick breakfast and headed to the
hospital.  We found Dad wide awake and ready to go home. When we were
alone, he asked for details about the incident since he couldn't remember
much, it happened so fast on his end. He did think when he heard someone in
the house that it was me coming in to fix ice tea or get lunch. Shortly
after that he was stabbed and never saw his attacker.

Just as he finished relating his side of the story, the doctor came in and
was surprised at how well Dad was feeling. Dad convinced him he was feeling
great and thought he could recover just as well by being home since he had
two capable young men to look after him. The doctor laughed and had Dad
roll over so he could check the wound. When he removed the bandage, he kind
of gasped.  At first I was scared it was infected. But when I looked, it
was almost healed. I looked at Mason and his face told me 'oh crap'. The
doctor was amazed, said it was impossible for a wound of that magnitude to
heal so fast. Dad just laughed it off and said he had always healed
incredibly fast. The doctor just stood there looking stupefied and finally
said he saw no reason why Dad couldn't be released.  Dad eased out of bed
and got dressed while the doctor signed the release forms.

When we got in the car and left, I asked Dad what was going on.

"Well, I was afraid something like that was going to happen. Another
genetic abnormality.....fast healing abilities. You have it too son. This
whole incident made me realize I shouldn't hold back any information from
the two of you. So while we're on the subject, when it comes time for you
to deliver, you will go through a temporary body change to ease you through
it. On top of that, you'll also be able to nurse your son. Now don't get
upset...you won't get enlarged breasts or anything like that. It just that
you will produced a very high protein milk in small quantities.

"Wow!" I was stunned but relieved to know some more of what to expect.

When we got home, there was a police car and the coroner in front of the
house.  We looked around and saw them coming out of the tree line and
across the back pasture carrying a body bag. We all looked at each
other. We got Dad to the front porch where he sat down and we waited for
the police to reach us.

The officers were rather surprised to see Dad. They turned and pointed at
the body bag. "We found the other convict, or rather what was left of him,
back in the woods.  Seems he ran into a hungry pack of dogs or
wolves. That's really all you want to know."

I could tell by their facial expressions it must have been a ghastly sight
when they found him. We ended up talking for a short while with a few
questions to clarify some of the facts surrounding the incident. Then the
police thanked us, said we were very lucky with the outcome and as far as
they were concerned, the case was over with and closed. They wished Dad a
speedy recovery and left.

Mason and I got Dad into the den in his favorite easy chair. While the two
of them talked, I went to the kitchen and fixed sandwiches with chips and
ice tea.  When I carried their plates in to them, I could see the tears
rolling down their cheeks.

"What?"

"I'm sorry son I wasn't able to protect you from being raped."

I looked down at the floor, somewhat ashamed "Dad, it's okay. I'm getting
over it."

I looked at Mason and knew he was still upset that he wasn't there to
protect me.

We ended up spending the entire afternoon just relaxing and watching
movies.  After dinner, we got Dad to bed early so he could rest, although
he was extremely well, all things considered. Mason and I went back and
cuddled on the sofa.  I finally had to know.

"Mason, what happened in the woods when you caught up with him?"

Mason was quiet for a while, then "When I caught up to him, he was
screaming when he saw me. I knocked him to the ground. Then I caught your
scent on him.  When I discovered it was on his cock, I became enraged. I
bit his cock and balls off and spat them aside while he screamed his lungs
out. I just looked at him while he bled and screamed for about a minute
before I tore him apart......  I'm sorry, but no one is going to ever hurt
you and get away with it."

Tears had welled up in my eyes as I kissed him "Let's go to bed early."



Dad recovered and soon I was back in school. Mason would drive me in and
pick me up every day. He doted on me without exception. And he made sure
all my homework was complete before we went to bed. Of course, then we had
a different kind of homework, the kind I really enjoyed. And Mason did
too. It was very seldom that he didn't fuck me at least two or three times
before we fell asleep in each others arms.

Soon weeks turned into months. Dad made sure to be gone during the full
moon.  Mason really made love to me during these times as a werewolf.

And it was on one particular evening just before Christmas, after Mason and
I had made love, he had his hand on my abdomen as usual when we both felt
the first little thump. We both looked at each other, grinned and
kissed. The next morning we told Dad about it and he was so proud and
excited. I has just started having to wear looser fitting clothes.

And now while I was at school, Dad and Mason got into the Christmas spirit
decorating the house. By the time school let out for the Holidays, they had
the tree up and the whole house decked out with lights. It was funny
watching the two of them acting like little kids.

Christmas morning found us first in the kitchen with our coffee and getting
the turkey in the oven. Then we went to open presents. I had saved up and
gave Mason a heavy gold neck chain that he had commented on one time when
we were at the mall.  He was beaming from ear to ear. Of course there were
clothes and some funny gag gifts, then Dad got quiet when Mason pulled out
a small present sitting inside the limbs of the tree. Mason handed it to
me. I had that distinct feeling it was something special as both of them
were quiet and grinning at me. I opened it to find the most outstanding
masculine dome ring with a dazzling mandarin orange spessartite garnet.  I
just looked at it as Mason took it and placing it on my finger "This is a
token of my love for you."

I was in tears as we kissed. Finally, Dad said we had the final present.
They covered my eyes and walked me through the house. When they uncovered
them, we were standing outside the guest bedroom next to ours. The door was
closed with a huge red bow stuck on it.

"Go ahead babe....open the door."

When I did, I was floored. The guys had converted it to a spectacular
nursery. There was a crib, a rocking chair and everything else one could
want in a baby's room. The ceiling was even painted like the sky with
clouds on a field of blue. I wandered around the room as the guys showed me
everything. They really did an outstanding job.

After all this excitement, we decided we better get with dinner
preparation.  All three of us in the kitchen was comical. But we had a
great time and fixed a wonderful Christmas dinner. It was during dinner
that Mason gave thanks for having a family again and for having me as his
one true love. I was thankful for both of them, that Dad had not been
killed months earlier, but especially for the new life I hoped to soon
bring into our lives.  It truly was a wonderful Christmas.



***Dedicated to Mike in Warrnambool, Australia***