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Geralt was running through the wood, a large ginger wolf was on his heels. He was terrified of the fact that it was coming so close. This was supposed to be a simple hunt. His swords had already been shattered, half his armor was ripped and torn. At first he thought the wolf he was hunting was simply that. A large wolf, but he was quickly corrected learning it was a werewolf. He continued to run knowing he had little chance of getting out of this one alive without having more of a chance.
He had no longer had weapons on hand, he needed someone to come to his aid but he was the Witcher. No one tried to save the witchers.
Geralt continued to run, weaving between the trees and bushes. The wolf continued to chase after his prey. He howled and barked letting Geralt know he was coming close. Geralt kept going, his legs and muscles burning but he refused to allow that to stop him.
Geralt took a quick turn before tumbling over his own feet. He fell forward slamming into the ground knowing very well he was done for, what he anticipated however wasn’t what the wolf wanted.
Geralt let out a panicked grunt as his armor was ripped from his ass, cool air covered him in a blanket. He then felt the wolf's wet, warm tongue on his puckered hole. “Oh fuck….” The wolf hummed his teeth bared as it mounted him and slammed its large cock inside him. Geralt’s yellow eyes shot open feeling the wolf deep inside him. “Fuck!” Geralt yelled once more but he couldn't help but feel his cock twitch in pleasure as he was rammed into by the wolves cock. He wondered if the man would show his face or continue to use him as his large wolf form.
Geralt mewled and cried out as he was raped.
The wolf kept itself mounted while it ravaged him deep and rough. The werewolf howled as it hit it’s high and knotted the witcher. Geralt’s eyes widened as he felt the knot take its hold. Geralt groaned and whined in pain but he sure enjoyed feeling the knot pulsate inside him filling him up with a round of werewolf cum. That was when he felt it, a rough bite to his neck.
He could feel the wolves venom coursing through his veins, his body contorted slightly while the knot still filled him up. Once the wolf let go of his bite Geralt knew something was happening inside him. He was changing, he was becoming a beast the same kind of creatures he hunted.
“No.. no fuck!”
The wolf finally transformed, his knot still deep within the man he had just turned. “My bite makes us mates now, my new wolf.”
Geralt cried out in pain as he felt the knot pulsate some more while his own body continued to contort and change until he felt himself turning. The ginger bearded man transformed back into his wolf form while rutting into his new mate. Geralt’s wolf form was that of a white wolf and the newly mated and turned man was horrified but also enthused about his new form. He could see and smell better and he also felt stronger. The new wolf howled in pleasure as his new mates’ knot deflated and then began to ram himself inside him once again. Geralt accepted it now, knowing a mate bond would make them need one another. Geralt now needed his new mate even if he didn’t like the idea of it but fuck did his knot feel good inside him.