They had her begging and crying their names in ecstasy. His aroused cock twitched against the supple skin of her palm as she handled him. The human flew back and was immediately pinned by a strong foot. Her voice was delicate and kind as she had Dyri massage the testicle he palmed. When she finished, her companion, Heimata, helped the human slip into his new dress. His cock throbbed as it pressed into the bed. He wrapped a strong arm around the tiny woman’s waist and said, “Brought down an elk. He didn’t need to touch his burning cheek to know she had cut him. “So, human, I take it you’re at least intrigued?”
Dyri’s face burned hot. Swallowing, he continued, “To become a woman… for your people.”
The shaman grinned wickedly. Precum pooled beneath him and coated the furs beneath him; the slick hairs teased his cock head in ways that made him twitch and involuntarily push back into the wolf.
