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Muffy 
by HotScribe 1999

***

Muffy is different from most women, she's really, really 
different than most women. (MF, sn, v, fantasy)

***
 
Maureen "Muffy" Douglas knelt down and examined the 
mutilated, naked body. It had once been a woman, but now 
its face and torso had been ripped and torn as if by 
some savage animal. 

With gloved hands, Muffy spread the corpse's legs, 
checked around and inside its vulva. There were tell-
tale signs of semen. 

Muffy sighed heavily and rose to her feet. This was the 
fourth body that would be found in this condition in the 
last three months. 

The police called it the work of a serial killer, even 
named the murderer "The Shredder" because of the way the 
body looked... its skin sliced and shredded in strips 
apparently by some sharp instrument. 

But Muffy knew better. 

It looked like the work of an animal because it was the 
work of an animal. And its instruments were claws and 
fangs. 

That this was the work of a werewolf, Muffy didn't 
doubt. That it was also the work of Weylin Stone, she 
knew for certain. The condition in which the bodies had 
been found told her that. They'd all had sex with Stone 
before he Changed and savagely slaughtered them. 

Pleasure and pain. 

That was Stone's modus operandi. 

It had been that way even before he became... what he 
was now. 

They'd been in love three years ago and they recognized 
a need for each other. Muffy liked to receive pain, 
Stone more than gladly gave it. 

Not excessive pain, mind you. Just enough to make 
ordinary sex a little more erotic. 

Like the time Stone tied her naked and spread-eagled to 
the floor, blindfolded her, then slowly massaged her 
clit with one hand while, with the other, he dripped hot 
candle wax on her breasts and nipples as she bucked in 
the throes of an orgasm. 

Or the time she dressed up and pretended to be a 
schoolgirl. Stone played a teacher and whacked a cane 
across her bare ass while she frigged herself to another 
luscious cum.

Something stirred inside Muffy's gut, strong yearning 
sensations, and she knew what it was... she wanted him 
again. She realized she was jealous of these other women 
who had been fucked by him. She wanted to be pleasured 
by him again. 

But the murders...

She shook her head. No, that wasn't right. 

She took out her cell phone, dialed a number. Waited for 
someone to respond, then said, "Yes, I'd like to report 
a murder." 

Muffy had always found the bodies first. That hadn't 
been hard to do. She knew what Stone looked for in a 
woman, knew the places he liked to pick them up, and the 
places where he always took them. Yet he always managed 
to stay one step ahead of her. 

Until tonight. 

This new body was a fresh kill, which meant Stone would 
still be somewhere in the area. She searched the ground 
for prints and heard, in the distance, the wail of 
police sirens. 

She glanced up and around at the deserted warehouses 
that surrounded her. This was where Stone liked to bring 
the girls, this was where the bodies had been found, but 
never in a pattern that allowed the police to form some 
sort of prediction as to when or where he would strike 
again. 

The warehouses were often frequented by couples wanting 
privacy where they could indulge their fantasies. Stone 
and she had often come here several times before...well, 
before he Changed. 

Muffy never really understood how the Change had touched 
Stone. And it was after he Changed that they broke 
apart. He told her he never wanted to see her again.  

Muffy heard something from the dark recesses of a 
doorway. She stared into the shadows, then saw the wan 
features of Stone's face, pasty gray in the moonlight, 
his mouth stained with the blood of his victim. 

"Hello, Muffy," he said. 

"It's been a long time," she commented. "I... had to see 
you again." 

"Too long..." Stone grinned at her, opened the door 
behind him and motioned for her to enter. 

She followed him in, closed the door. 

The moon glowed ominously through several broken windows 
above them both. 

Stone held Muffy's gaze for a long moment before he 
said, "Take your clothes off." 

Muffy didn't move, only stared at him. 

His right hand flew up, slapped her hard across the 
cheek, jerking her head sideways. 

"I said, take them off." 

Muffy's eyes looked down, examined the floor as she 
slowly began to undo the buttons of her blouse. 

Stone licked his lips. Muffy shivered. More with growing 
excitement than from the coolness of the summer night. 

She opened the final button, pulled the blouse apart to 
reveal her white breasts with their rose-tipped nipples 
erect and hard. 

Stone gazed at them with a half-smile on his lips. He 
yanked his shirt out of his pants, pulled it over his 
head and tossed it to the floor. He unclasped and yanked 
out his belt, dropped his pants so that he stood naked 
before her. 

Muffy glanced quickly up and down his body. He looked 
thin, but she knew the slenderness belied the 
musculature of his frame. His cock was already hard, 
bulging towards her like it knew her. 

"Bend over," Stone commanded. 

Obediently, Muffy did so. Stone went behind her, flipped 
up her skirt and yanked down her panties. Her buttocks 
were moist. He ran a finger down the crack of her ass, 
stopped for a moment at the entrance to her cunt. 

"You're wet," he said. He pulled back a little bit, 
suddenly swung out with the belt. It slashed across her 
buttocks, a red welt appearing almost instantly. Muffy 
whimpered slightly. 

Stone whacked her again, the noise of the slap echoing 
off the bare walls of the warehouse. 

He moved in front of her, his cock bobbing before her 
face. "Do you want it?" he asked. 

"Y-yes." 

He grabbed her hair, pulled her face up close to his. 
"Beg for it." 

Muffy swallowed. "Stone... I want your cock... I want 
you to fuck me like you've fucked all those other 
girls... I want you to fuck me till I can't be fucked 
any more... give me your cock, Stone... give it to me... 
please... I beg of you..." 

Stone grinned, pulled on her hair, forcing her back 
against the wall of the warehouse. "Spread your legs," 
he demanded. 

Muffy did so. 

Stone positioned himself between them, angled his cock 
at her cunt and thrust up into it. 

Muffy gasped at the thickness of it, moaned as he began 
pumping into her. 

"You like that, bitch? You want more, bitch?" 

"Yes!" Muffy screamed. 

Then the Change came. 

Face elongating into snout. Fingers into claws. Hair 
growth. Snarls. Too late to stop it now. Talons slashing 
downwards, razer-sharp nails slicing flesh, shredding 
it, fangs digging into muscle and bone, chomping, 
ripping, tearing, screams of shock seguing to screeches 
of agony. 

Then, silence. 

Wolf reverting to human. Claws to long-nailed fingers. 

"Bastard!" spat Muffy at the bloodied mess that had been 
Stone. "This is MY hunting territory..." 

END 

Copyright © 1999 by HotScribe 
All Rights Reserved

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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