An Anonymous Werewolf: Lewd Epilogue 1 (Sunset)

>You are free.
>You run through the Everfree Forest, unburdened and unchained, leaping over logs and dashing between trees.
>Overhead, the crescent moon shines dimly. A new moon is not far off, but the cycle of the moon matters little to you now.
>As a white wolf in possession of a moonstone, your transformations are painless, swift and almost elegant.
>Your speed, strength and stamina are even greater than when you ran and killed as a mindless animal.
>Your mind, however, is the most advantageous quality your new form possesses.
>You pause in a glade to sniff the air, to listen to the wind. Your mind reaches out, sensing the area.
>You can feel every animal, every small critter and frog. You can hear them breathing and smell them out.
>Nearby, a deer and her family sleeps. You sense their fear of you, as deer often are, but you do not disturb them.
>You take off again into the night, running on all fours. Your white coat becomes a blur as you run, your claws digging into the soft grass and dirt.
>The exhilaration you receive from running as the wolf is thrilling unlike anything you’ve ever known.
>The freedom of movement, the speed and the power behind every action; this is what you were always meant to be.
>You leap onto a tree, scaling it with your claws, until you reach a thick branch.
>You jump off of it and swing onto another, and then another, flipping up onto a third as you survey the lands around you.
>This tree is much taller. You scale it all the way to the very top, allowing you to look out over most of the forest and beyond it, Canterlot.

>Your home, which you have sworn to use your powers to defend.
>You close your eyes and stretch your mind out to the town, feeling the sleeping population.
>It is peaceful tonight. No dark horrors are rearing their heads, and no restless spirits are haunting.
>After the undead incident, thankfully removed from time by a certain Egyptian deity you saved, things have been quiet.
>Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to turn in tonight.
>You slide down the tree and take off, arriving at a lone cabin in the woods mere minutes later.
>As you approach the door, you revert to your normal, human form. You stretch your muscles a bit and yawn.
>You left your clothing on the porch, as you often do when you go out to patrol the forest.
>As you slide your pants back on, the door opens.
>”Hey,” Sunset says, stepping out into the brisk cold.
>You smile as you slide your shirt on. You can’t help but notice from the corner of your eye that she’s watching as you do.
“Things are quiet tonight. Peaceful,” you say. “Fire still going?”
>”Of course,” she says, walking in. You follow her.
>As you shut the door behind you, you look over and see a nearby table with a reading candle. The Necronomicon sits upon it, closed.
>That thing still gives you goosebumps.
>You ignore it and sit on the couch. Sunset walks in with some warm tea she made out of an old herbal recipe that is fast becoming your favorite drink.
>She sits next to you and hands you a cup as you both drink. She smiles when she sees your reaction.
>”Like it that much, huh?” she says.
“If there’s one benefit to having a witch on the team, it’s that she can brew up some damn good tea.”
>She chuckles softly as she places her cup on the table. “I hope that’s not the only reason you come around here.”

>Well, with your house burnt down, there aren’t too many other options. Sure, you could stay with any of the girls, but the cabin, despite it being the former home of a mad necromancer, seems the most comforting.
>Sunset looks at you and leans her head against your shoulder, wrapping her arms around yours. You look down at her as she closes her eyes and sighs happily.
“It’s not just for the tea,” you tell her. “You’re good company.”
>”I feel so silly that I alienated everyone before,” she admits. “I was so caught up in doing things by myself that I never thought that having friends would help me.”
“I can understand,” you tell her. “You know, as weird as it is… I’m glad that I ended up being the way I am.”
>”So you’ve made up your mind about the cure?” she asks.
>You nod.
“I don’t want to get rid of it. It’s not my curse anymore—it’s my gift. Sure, it was a rocky road, but in the end… it was worth it.”
>She opens her eyes and looks into yours. “I’m just…”
“What?”
>”My father,” she says, growing wistful. “I wish he had… been different.”
“Talk to me,” you say when she grows silent.
>”I spent so much of my life studying witchcraft to bring him back, not making friends, or building a better future for myself… I just wanted my father back so badly. And now…”
“Are you worried that you wasted your time?”
>Slowly, she nods.
“You haven’t,” you tell her, reaching over to gently cup her chin and make her face you. “You have the power to help us in ways you don’t even know.”
>”I know I’ll be helpful to the group, and I’m glad that I’m no longer alone, but… but I still feel like it was all my fault,” she says.

“It wasn’t. All you did was try to bring him back, but he was gone. Your reasons were pure, Sunset. Don’t ever forget that.”
>”Thank you…” she says, managing a faint smile. “You know, I’m glad too… that day I found you in the cellar turned out to be one of the best things that ever happened to me.”
“Yeah, thanks for stabbing me in the back, by the way.”
>She rolls her eyes and laughs. “Are you EVER going to let me live that down?”
“Probably not,” you say. She lightly punches your arm. “Ow!” you fake injury. “That almost hurts as much as that time you… well, do I really need to say it again?”
>”Oh shut up, you big baby. You and I both know how well you heal.”
“Yeah, but I wonder how well you bruise!” you say, taking her by surprise and moving to wrestle with her.
>You pin her down on the couch and she laughs. “Hey!” she says as you hold onto her wrists and hold them over her head. “You know, I could teleport out of this if I wanted.”
“If you wanted,” you say. You lean down to kiss her, but find nothing but empty air.
>You’re laying atop nothing now. She’s gone.
>”You’re going to have to work a bit harder than that,” she says from behind you. You turn and see her standing in the doorway.
>Now, it’s a challenge. You leap over the couch and try to grab her, but you grasp nothing but air. You stumble into the kitchen.
>”Nice try!” she taunts you from the outside window. “Seems like I’m too fast for you, huh?”
“Maybe I should transform and even the playing field,” you reply.
>”I’d like to see you try.”
>Well, alright then, Sunset. Challenge accepted.

>You turn around and take off your jacket. Then, your shirt.
>You crane your head around a bit to see that she’s still looking.
>Opening your belt, you slide your pants down and begin your work.
>Your transformation is swift, like stepping into a new suit of clothes. You grow, change and within moments, you’re the white wolf once more.
>You turn around to look at her with your golden eyes.
Telepathically, you communicate with her. “Now, let’s see you outrun me.”
>You walk towards the front door of the cabin and open it, stepping out into the night.
>You hear a whisper reach your ears on the wind. “Anon… find me if you can…”
>Inwardly, you smile.
>You sniff the air. You can tell she’s nearby.
>Using your extra senses, you begin to search for her. You can feel her emotions resonate in the area.
>Joy, excitement, mischievousness…
>And love.
>There she is.
>You turn and leap up onto the roof, pinning her down where she stood. You can hear her heartbeat. Her light blue eyes are captivating.
>Her chest rises and falls in time with her panting. “Anon…” she says breathlessly.
“Now, where were we…”
>You lean down and softly lick her neck, making her shudder.
>”But… but you… you’re in your…”
“I know.”

>You continue dragging your large, rough tongue across her smooth skin, tasting her skin and sweat.
>You inhale deeply through your nose, catching every part of her scent.
>She closes her eyes and gasps as you resume your work, softly and carefully licking her, exciting her more and more.
>When she feels your teeth against her neck, she shivers. “Anon…”
>You don’t bite her, but you gently, lovingly, nip at her neck. Her breathing quickens as one of your large, clawed hands brushes the hair out of her face and tucks it behind her ear.
>You need to be careful. Your body is much larger than hers, and much more physically powerful.
>A part of you knows that if this were to happen, it might be best for you both to be human.
>And yet… in this form, everything seems so heightened… taste, smell, touch…
>And the very idea of it has your brain going wild. You’re far beyond considering turning back now.
>Her hands reach up to your neck, vanishing into your fur. They search and touch your powerful muscles as she lets out a soft moan from below.
>”Your tongue is amazing…”
>With your other hand, you trace down her waist, cupping her firm behind and lifting her up.
>She opens her eyes and makes a small squeak as you hold her in your arms. You approach the edge of the roof and drop down, digging your heels into the dirt.
>You enter the cabin again and move towards the bedroom.
>”No, wait!” she gaps, making you stop. You stare into her eyes, hoping she isn’t having second thoughts.
>”The fireplace,” she says, her look growing sultry. “Put me down by the fireplace.”

>You growl appreciatively, understanding her meaning. You carry her to the rug in front of the fire and set her upon it.
>You kneel over it, looking down at your prize. She bites her lip and starts unzipping her jacket, discarding it.
>Her skin glistens in the light of the fire and her eyes dance with wild excitement.
>With one hand, you place a claw upon her lip and slowly, carefully drag it downwards, past her chin and down her neck. She closes her eyes as it reaches her shirt and hooks under the loop of its opening.
>She reaches down and grabs the bottom of her shirt, slowly pulling it upwards. The heat of the fire adds to your own growing flames within as her stomach is revealed to your eyes, then the supple flesh of her breasts, heaving with every breath, contained by a bright red bra.
>Like her jacket, she tosses the shirt aside, folding her arms over her chest, inadvertently pushing her breasts up and together a little.
>You lean down and once more attack her neck with your tongue, making her moan from the sensations it brings her.
>”Oh, gods, yes…” she whispers.
>Her hands find your chest and your head, rubbing, grabbing and holding on to whatever she can.
>Unlike before, now you slowly make your way downwards, licking and tasting the base of her neck and soon, the flesh just above her breasts.
>She groans as you bring your head back up and then skip over her chest, leaving them unattended to.
>You growl and bite the top of her pants, telling her what you want. She nods and quickly undoes her belt and unzips them. You hear her kicking off her shoes.

>With your teeth, you grab them and pull them off of her long, smooth legs. Hiding her most private of places is a bright red pair of panties, matching the bra. Once the pants are fully off, she curls up slightly and looks at you, uncertain but not unwelcoming.
>You crawl upwards until you’re completely atop her once more, lowering your body to allow your warm, white fur to tickle her skin. She closes her eyes and gasps as you once more nip at her neck.
>You’ve been holding yourself back quite a bit since this began, but something has been demanding your attention for a while now.
>It aches and throbs, begging to be used.
>It touches her thigh and her eyes shoot open as she looks into your golden eyes.
>With a trembling hand, she reaches down and takes hold of it. You stiffen and a growl escapes your mouth as your eyes close. The sensitive skin shoots shocks of pleasure running up and down your spine.
>Her lips part as she feels it, the size and shape of it causing her to become suddenly very nervous.
>”Oh, oh, wow…”
>Your eyes meet once more as you glimpse into her thoughts. She’s almost afraid, and yet…
>Her grip tightens and you almost buckle and fall on top of her as she starts moving it up and down, sliding her hand across the thick, hard length.
>You hold yourself up as she does this, coaxing small pants and gasps from you as she does. Her other hand joins it as she looks at you and smiles.
>”You like this, don’t you?” she says, licking her lips. “You’re just a big old horn dog, aren’t you Anon?”
>You growl as she increases the speed of her movements, squeezing and feeling.
>Your hardness throbs with heat and need, wanting to be buried in something warm, wet and tight.
>But she’s not done playing with you yet. You feel an idea enter her mind—a crazy, exciting idea.
>She starts scooting downwards, continually jacking you off as you are frozen in place, riding the wave of sensations she is giving you.

>She stops when she is face-to-face with the head of your cock. You nearly jump upwards when you feel her tongue upon it. Just a simple lick, to test the taste.
>She decides she likes it, and wants more.
>Her tongue dances and writhes against the tip, wetting it and dragging around it in circles as her hands keep pumping.
>Her tongue is small, but the heat and the feeling of it upon the underside of your rock-hard shaft nearly makes you howl.
>She keeps at it, encouraged by your sounds and her rapidly increasing confidence as she takes as much of the head past her lips as she can.
>She sucks earnestly, licking and pumping at the same time, as she bobs her head. Each moment that passes, she’s able to work a little more inside, feeling it pulse and throb in time with your heartbeat.
>The warmth and wetness of her mouth is almost too much for you to take. You feel your claws digging into the wooden floor around the carpet as she blows you. Your mouth opens and closes as you clench your teeth.
>One of her hands leaves the other to reach down and feel the base of the shaft, slowly working down past the muscles of the knot and towards your balls. She feels the thick skin of the sack surrounding them, barely able to fit her hand around one.
>She squeezes and plays with them as she sucks you off, still moving her other hand up and down the thick red shaft.
>You can’t take much more of it. You reach out to her mind, telling her that you’re about to lose control.
>She stops and slowly crawls upwards. You look down and see her sliding her bright red panties down her thighs.

>A strong smell hits your nose, compelling you to dive down between her legs.
>”Hey, wait!” she gasps in surprise as you pry her legs apart to stare at her moist, warm pussy. You look up at her and grin in your wolfish way as you bring your tongue to it.
>A her hand flies to her mouth to keep from screaming as you slowly work on her, lapping up the juices leaking from her like a fountain. You hear her gasping and sighing in ecstasy as you do this.
>You don’t relent. Every sensation she gave to you, you’re determined to give back to her in full.
>Time fades into the background as you please her, not caring for how long to spend giving her pleasure.
>She quivers and bucks her hips upwards as you force your tongue inside, feeling the warmth and tasting her pure, raw essence.
>It’s absolutely heavenly.
>You don’t know how many times she succumbs to your animal tongue, but soon enough, you know she’s ready.
>You lift up your head, licking your lips as she breathes heavily.
>You crawl upwards, nipping at her neck as you lower your hips, prodding her entrance.
>Not completely lost to pleasure, she reaches down to help guide you in. The lips of her pussy begin to part, welcoming your eager cock within as you start slowly lowering your hips more and more.
>She winces in pain as she adjusts to the size, throwing her arms around your neck and holding on tightly.
>”Slowly! Slowly, please,” she begs.
>You oblige her. You move at an agonizingly slow pace to ensure that she gets comfortable. You rock your hips to keep it moving, to get a little bit further inside.
>She whimpers but urges you to keep going, whispering into your ear how much she truly wants this.
>Finally, it won’t go any further. You feel the thick flesh of your knot resting right at the entrance. This is as far as you can go.

>Fully sheathed, you pull out up to your head and then thrust slowly back inside.
>When you hear no protest, you speed up, making your thrusts a little more powerful. You feel her legs spread wide and wrap around your hips as you begin to truly plow into her.
>You close your eyes as she begins moaning louder and louder with each thrust. Soon, she’s nearly screaming as you slam into her, making her body shake and convulse with pleasure.
>She throws her head back and screams with abandon, knowing that nobody can hear her except you. She screams your name again and again, begging you for more.
>You touch your mind with hers, sharing in her thoughts, connecting with her on a level much deeper than the physical realm often allows.
>Your minds meld into one, connected both by body and spirit, as you feel her lose herself completely to the pleasure. She comes again and then again moments later.
>You feel the warmth, the wetness of her body drawing you in even further. Your souls ignite as everything begins to build to a spectacular climax.
>You pump in and out, feeling your muscles tense and your balls ache, preparing to unleash their load.
>She warn her of this, and she understands.
>As she reaches her final climax of the night, you pull out and howl as you explode, unleashing a torrent of white seed that erupts from the head of your cock, coating her stomach, thighs and part of the carpet.
>You breathe as the spurts die down, with thick globs of it soaring out with every small twitch, landing on her skin, until finally you feel yourself calm down and the world catches up to you.
>You look down upon Sunset, still riding the waves of ecstasy her last orgasm brought her. Her eyes are half-lidded and her mouth hangs open as she breathes deeply with each breath.
>You sheepishly look down at the mess you made, and quickly fetch a towel and a blanket.

>Her eyes flutter open as you clean up as much as you can before wrapping her in the blanket. She idly reaches up and touches your face as you do.
>When you are done, you move to lift her up.
>”No…” she whispers. “Just… stay here with me… please?”
>You nod and lower yourself next to her, lying on the opposite side of her so that she can feel the full warmth of the fire on this cold, November night.
>She curls up as you wrap an arm around her, pulling her into your chest.
>A small, cute smile of utter contentment and fulfillment sits upon her face.
>You reach out to her mind once more, knowing that she’s about to fall asleep. You can’t blame her for being worn out. She might have trouble walking tomorrow.
>You nip at her neck again, and she giggles softly. You feel her love for you resonate throughout her mind as she slowly drifts off into the realm of sleep.
>You sit and look at her for a while, smiling inwardly.
>To think… you originally wanted her to cure you.
>Now, you wouldn’t change a thing.
>Not too much longer after she falls asleep, you follow her.
>And in the back of your mind, you look forward to more nights like this.
>After all, it’s only going to get colder.
>And the fire will always be warm.