The Werewolf’s Bargain

Merrytown Tradition

It was a beautiful, clear October night in Merrytown, Florida. Most residents were settling into bed, letting the warm air and quiet streets lull them toward sleep. But a small portion of the community remained awake, drawn by the full moon hanging bright over the town.

For generations, Merrytown had observed an old tradition: whenever the moon reached its fullest, residents gathered in the town center at midnight. They formed a circle around the fountain, lit candles, and carried out a series of rituals meant to protect the town from werewolves, a belief long dismissed by outsiders, but still whispered about by those who remembered the old stories.

Even though the tradition had faded over the years, enough people still came to keep it alive. Some attended out of nostalgia, others out of superstition. And a few came because they weren’t entirely convinced the legends were just legends.

Tonight, the moon was bright, the air was still, and Merrytown felt like a place where anything could happen.

Brynn Walters

Brynn stayed awake on the night of October 16, her eyes fixed on the clear sky and the full moon glowing like a promise. She’d waited months for a night like this. A night when the legends felt close enough to touch. Rumor had it that a genuine photograph of a werewolf could earn hundreds of thousands of dollars at the Merrytown Mystery Museum. Brynn was convinced she’d be the one to capture it. And tonight, she felt closer than ever.

With no real plan beyond walking the Merrytown trail that circles the town, Brynn began to get ready. She knew she’d heat up quickly in anything bulky or heavy, so she chose a short, body‑con dress and simple tennis shoes. The dress suited her perfectly. Her long, smooth, tan legs immediately revealed her dancer’s background, and her hips, along with her naturally big backside, made it easy to understand why Brynn was everyone’s favorite exotic dancer at Bongos Night Club.

Familiar Faces

After making sure everything was in her bag, including hydration, her camera, and the essentials, Brynn set off on her full‑moon walk. About twenty‑five minutes into the trail, she spotted a familiar face sitting on one of the resting benches.

“Nicholas… is that you?” she asked, curiosity and excitement threading through her voice.

Brynn and Nicholas had shared several dates before he disappeared without explanation. Now, acknowledging her presence with a quiet nod, Nicholas stood and offered to walk with her, along with an explanation for his sudden absence.

Reluctant to abandon her plans, Brynn hesitated. But the sparks between them were undeniable. She deserved an explanation, and boy oh boy… she was certainly about to receive one.

More Than an Explanation

“Before you expect me to recite an essay or a cheesy poem,” Nicholas said with a soft laugh, “I’d rather show you. I’ve always been better at showing than telling.”

Before Brynn could respond, he stepped closer, his expression warm and earnest. It was the kind of look that carried all the words he hadn’t said. The sudden closeness sent a rush of emotion through her, a mix of surprise, relief, and the familiar pull she remembered from their dates. Brynn felt her breath catch as the moment settled between them, charged and undeniable.

Nicholas pulled Brynn into a passionate kiss, and with her tongue dancing on the tip of his, she let out a subtle moan. He slid his hands down her soft, warm body until the grip of his fingers caught her hips. Without hesitation, Nicholas aggressively pulled Brynn’s pelvis into his, thrusting his hips and waving into her like a strong current.

Kissing, grinding, and passion intensified as Nicholas slid his strong, warm hand up Brynn’s inner thigh until he reached his destination. His finger traced her nether region, teasing Brynn and making her pant. As he slid her undergarments to the side, Nicholas asked Brynn one more question. “Are you ready,” Nicholas asked Brynn with drunk desire in his eyes. “Yes, I’m ready for you,” Brynn moaned, while directing his middle finger over her sweet, wet opening.

The Reveal

Before anything else could happen, Nicholas guided them both into the full glow of the moonlight. Suddenly, something straight out of Brynn’s wildest dreams began to unfold. Nicholas wasn’t just standing taller; he was growing taller, his silhouette stretching upward as if pulled by the moon itself. Fangs pushed forward where his perfect teeth had been, and thick hair began to sprout across his skin, racing over his arms, chest, and face. Retractable claws emerged where his fingernails once were, glinting sharply in the pale light.

Brynn couldn’t believe her eyes.

The Werewolf’s Bargain

“I’ll let you capture an image of me and sell it to the museum,” Nicholas said, his voice low and steady, “but only on two conditions.”

Brynn froze, the moonlight catching the sharp edges of his transformed features as he continued.

“You’ll be mine forever. We’ll share the money. And your body will be mine to play with… whenever I want it.”

The offer hung in the air, heavy and electrifying, leaving Brynn breathless as she tried to process the reality of what Nicholas was asking.

Whether it was the heat of the moment or a decision rooted in something deeper, no one will ever truly know. What mattered was that Brynn didn’t hesitate. She instantly agreed to step into Nicholas’s world.

Nicholas’s expression shifted; something feral and triumphant flickered across his transformed features. In one swift motion, he scooped Brynn up with the effortless strength of a creature built for the night. Just like a wolf carrying its prize, he lifted her and turned toward the shadowed path beyond the trees.

Brynn clung to him, breathless and stunned, as Nicholas carried her between his teeth toward her new home. It was a place she had never imagined, where she would be dropped into a room filled with all of Nicholas’s other toys.

And under the full moon of Merrytown, her fate was sealed.

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Coming Soon

“The Werewolf’s Favorite Toy”

A sequel to “The Werewolf’s Bargain”