Bully Winnie Follow-Up

>You fold your arms, staring the smug werewolf down as she taunts you with your pilfered worksheet.
"You promise you'll give it back if I do this?"

>"Only one way to find out, isn't there?"
>Winnie leans forward, lips slightly puckered.

>Without much choice, you scoot toward her in your rolling chair.
>You take a breath, then quickly lean in and peck her ever so lightly, pulling away just as fast.
"Alright, now hand it over..."

>Winnie just stared at you, unimpressed.
>"You call THAT a kiss? I've seen the Headless Horseman get more lip action than that! Let me show you how it's done..."

>Before you can react, Winnie tosses the paper aside, grabs you by your collar, and pulls you in for a deep, wet kiss.
>Her powerful tongue nearly forces itself down your throat, but you push back with your own on instinct.
>She only pushes harder, though, and it's not long before you're forced off your chair and onto your bed.
>Winnie relents and straddles your lap, beginning to undo the buttons on her worn flannel shirt.

>"You really think I just came in here to hold your homework hostage? Ha! You really are a loser! If you're so smart, you'd know I've been in heat for like, 3 days! Consider yourself lucky; this might be the only pussy you get for a while!"

>By the time she finishes talking, she's completely nude, and wastes no time at all ripping your pants and underwear to shreds.
>She grabs hold of your 3/4 chub, a low, sensual growl rumbling from her throat.
>You try to wriggle away, but she's just too damn strong.
>You're effectively pinned as she starts grinding her wet lips against your cock.
>With her free paw, she grabs your bottom jaw and forces you to look up at her.

>"Eyes up here, nerd. I wanna see the look on your face while I grind your pelvis into a fine dust..."

>You try to speak, but Winnie shifts the same paw over your mouth.
>She licks her lips before easing herself down onto your erection.
>It's incredible how tightly her walls squeeze around your dick.
>You mutter a prayer under your breath, which elicits a laugh from the horny werewolf.
>Once she's settled, things kick into overdrive.
>It's like somebody flipped the switch on a fucking jackhammer.
>Your room is filled with the sounds of her pert ass slapping against your pelvis.
>If any of the other ghouls were around, they'd definitely be able to hear it.
>It's not gentle, either; you can already tell there's gonna be bruising.
>Of course, Winnie keeps her eyes locked on yours the whole time.

>"God, I wish I had a camera. The faces you're making are so fucking ridiculous."

>Ten minutes later, and she's still going.
>You can't take anymore, and you're forced to cum inside of her.
>This does nothing to slow her down.

>"Hah... gotta give you some credit, Anon. I didn't think you'd last as long as you did. I've still got a ways to go, though."

>You try to beg for her to ease up, just a bit, but your voice is muffled by her paw.
>Twenty more minutes go by.
>You came a second time, but she still hasn't somehow.
>Your pelvis aches from her incessant slamming, and your jaw is sore from being gripped so tightly.
>Eventually, your body just starts to shut down.
>The last thing you see before blacking out is Winnie's drooling face...

>It takes quite a bit of effort to open your eyes.
>When you do, you see that it's morning.
>You try to turn to check your clock, but you're wrapped up in the grip of a sleeping Winnie.
>Also, your entire lower body aches like the devil, so movement isn't too appealing at the moment.
>Winnie snores like a damn 747, contrasting the almost cute way she's cuddling you.
>You turn your head, slowly, and catch sight of the worksheet that started this whole mess.
>It's still not done.
>You look to your bedside clock.
>It's due in an hour.
>Shit.