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[stepinwolf]

[The difficulty with having a werewolf boyfriend is the five to ten percent of the time he is a werewolf. Hiro is versed in all the techniques and methods of calming the inner beast down, yet it isn't enough to cut the percentage rate of transformation down to zero. No one can fight stress or instincts and he's not going to seclude himself in the woods in some cave because he can't keep a cap on growing ears. 

He deals with it, and that's the problem. He has a girlfriend by association who also has to deal with it. All that comes with being a werewolf where he wishes shedding was the worst of it. That said, he doesn't shed. He transforms at inconvenient times.  

It's not a trigger. He's had sex with her before and no werewolf. So deductive reasoning goes to stress inducing it and the undeniable season of heat all his kind go through. Hiro swore he was over this when his voice stopped cracking and his height reached something decent. It's gonna happen, it's how it happens fast and almost unprovoked.

But Asuka is an awesome girlfriend and is chill to some extent over the whole shebang. Course the strange drifts off him to her when she's perfectly fine with continuing while he's in werewolf form. The taller, wider, and hairy form that makes her small size look a lot smaller.]

Forewarning you again I won't have the same grip on control if we go through with this. I mean I'm still good with it if you are.

[Really good with it thanks the that itch to breed and because it's her. Plans were devised earlier, but this wasn't planned as it was impromptu. She said something, he said something, they started making out, and it got a lot hotter and heavier.

His face is the ever reserved look bar the heated red dusting his cheeks. His left arm is keeping him up and the right is fiddling with her shirt on the couch with him atop. He's fumbling a lot unsure how it's going to pan out. He feels fine right now, only urges bubbling up and a hard on. It's all for the better he gets the feeling before transforming or he's out another set of clothing.]

That's still cool right? Cause I'm not sure I want to stop here either.

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[gangmediator]

Are you kidding? You don't get to work me up this much and back off!

[Asuka is not the type of girl to second-guess and overanalyze things. She is, however, the type of girl who scares the living hell out of almost every boy in her grade-- being an infamously tough martial artist who routinely interferes with gang wars to get hardened criminals to play nice with each other does that to a girl's reputation. It does a real number on her dating life, though.

So when she finally managed to land a boyfriend in Hiro, who wasn't only not afraid of her, but liked her for her spirit and toughness, Asuka's not about to let him go easily. Even if he is a werewolf. There's always the fear that he might change unprovoked, but a Asuka once told him, she probably stands a good chance of kicking his ass even if he is a werewolf at the time.

She's busily fumbling with the buttons on her shorts, breathing heavily as he pushes her shirt out of the way to reveal her sports bra beneath.]

It'll be fine. You'll be fine. I want it...

[stepinwolf]

I'll take responsibility for that.

[Asuka's buoyant personality is the type that reels Hiro in. She's spontaneous and refreshing to a guy who isn't about trying new foods or leaving the sunken path. He isn't boring. He doesn't think he's boring, werewolf lineage aside, and she's spurred him into doing new things.

Like this, his doubts faded and mouth to her neck sucking. Reassurance isn't needed because he's sure she can kick his werewolf ass as his durability to hard hits isn't super human in any form.

Well he's sorta better as a werewolf, just not enough to brag about it. Her shirt is somewhere. Clothing does that when things get heated and heated is how the nape of neck feels. Didn't take long to stir the beast out of him and for great reason; he really wants to fuck his girlfriend and make her feel amazing.]

Good, cause I want it to.

[It's spoken against her neck with inhuman hot breath. Explaining how it felt to transition from human to werewolf lacks the proper wording to get it across, or he's really bad as descriptive language. So he's running with it without telling her as if it's any surprise he's going to turn.

What he isn't bad at is action, head pulling back to look upon her with a growing wolfish smirk. His eyes are beaming and sharpened canines are suggested through the minute gap in his lips. Then he's back to her neck, lower, and to her collar bone before he starts biting at the shoulder of her sports bra. Not the best way to get it off, but he isn't thinking about the best as he is removing it now.]

[gangmediator]

Good thing.

[She's almost not even paying attention, eyes closed and moaning luxuriously as he starts to kiss her neck. In fact, it's not until she feels that sudden hot breath against her and he looks up with that gleam in his eyes that she even realizes he's serious about not being able to control himself.

Asuka's seen him as a wolf before. She's never had sex with him like that before, but... hell. It's kind of a sexy thought, isn't it? So powerful and strong... and she knows he won't hurt her.

However, that destructive impulse is not going to work just yet.]

Ah-ah-ah! Let me get that! This is new!

[She nudges his face away from her shoulder and sits up on her elbows to try and get her bra off the regular way, and she motions to his clothes too.]

Hurry, or you'll tear out of those, won't you?

[stepinwolf]

[How she sounds isn't any different, however she sounds better under the haze of lust and returning to baser instincts. He thinks growling this earlier would ruin the mood and besides he's not that deep in transformation yet. When he is, he'll play around with surmised notions of what werewolf does.

Hiro isn't on the opposing side of werewolves are sexy. He's a huge proponent of it being that he is one. It's the mass of fur that he can't grasp, but form and personality must count for something.

Muscles in his back stiffen under the worry. She should get that and he ought to have thought of that, those bright eyes blinking and narrowing while she undresses further.]

I probably should.

[Logistically it makes great sense. Cloths aren't cheap and all. Only he's a tad high strung and forgets in favor of taking her neck again. Logic wins in a couple seconds and huffing he pulls back up in better judgement.

His hands pull up on his shirt revealing more defined muscles about his torso. He wasn't lacking before, but what has in transition and in full isn't the norm. By time he gets it off, the shirt has gotten tighter about his arms.]

Might have to move us.

[Might translating into will. The couch isn't big enough as it things are. The length of his hair has grown in the short period, stubble about his jawline, and more across his chest. Under the mess of hair his ears are sharpening on end and his pant are tight.

As in he's too big for them, but he's stiff to and it's bringing discomfort. Shirts gone and bra removed, Hiro goes back to Asuka's neck blurring sucking and nipping.]

[gangmediator]

[Her sports bra out of the way frees Asuka's breasts, and once that's taken care of she can scoot her legs out to the side and work on taking her shorts off the rest of the way. They slide to the floor, leaving her only in her panties, and then she's distracted watching Hiro strip out of his shirt- as hair starts to spread across his body.

Boy, he sure is fixated on her throat, isn't he? That might be worrying if she didn't know him better.]

Bed, then?

[She wobbles up to her feet and pushes his head away again, reaching for his arm to tug him in that direction.]

Come on, come on...

[stepinwolf]

[Instincts have him bent toward her neck as the place to mark for ownership. Plus he likes her neck and the rest of her, one long view when Asuka pushes him away to tug him into the bed room.

That sounds smart and he nods taking to a stumble himself. One arm isn't good at undoing buttons, yet Hiro gets it done during the movement from room to room.]

Bed, wall, somewhere open preferably. I'm not picky.

[He's being cheeky as his dry tone allows all hyped up on hormones and removal of a verbal filter. Pants fall to the floor somewhere on the way to the bedroom and with minor tripping. Balance wins or she's tugging him fast to the point he can't fall.

In the bedroom he's grown taller, shoulders pulling back, and face structure becoming increasingly more canine. There's power in his arms when the dragged turns to lifter and places them on the side of bed, his body's mass amplifying and hover over her.]

You look stunning. Can't say the same for myself.

[Then he's in for a kiss while can still get them. A snout he imagines isn't opportune for it. Larger hands take her body; one to her side stroking by thumb and other picking at her panties to remove them.

The transition to form is cutting closer along with stable thinking. A tail has appeared from nowhere it looks baring the same dark color as his hair. He lifts her bridal style to the bed and crawls in after her, a wince as his legs bend to shape.]

[gangmediator]

[Watching him slowly change is a lot less distracting than it should be. Truth is, Asuka is totally watching and kind of... enjoying it. Watching her modestly-sized boyfriend suddenly shooting up into a hulking beast is kind of a turn on, particularly when he's big enough to pick her up completely.]

Ahh... Hiro...

[Heedless of his face turning more canine, she kisses him hard while she still can, and leans back to help him get her panties all the way off. He might be a little surprised by how wet she already is, even without him touching her very much.

She squeaks as she's set down on the bed, and looks up as he looms over her, still changing.]

We're not stopping. No way. I want you like this.

[As though she hadn't already committed to it... she just felt like saying it again, in case he had any question at all.]

Almost done. Hang in there!

[stepinwolf]

[Hiro has been blown away from the get go that Asuka was okay with all this. He hazards a guess there's something alluring about him going from human to the imposing size of a werewolf, but he's on the side of the transformation and not watching it unfold. He does see how she is reacting and it bolsters his confidence over going through with it.

His nose sniffs the air catching the scent of arousal, gleaming eyes refocusing lower after the removal of her panties. So he's doing things right wolf form and all, or that wolf form does a number on her.]

I can tell, guess you have a thing for fur.

[The increase in size and change in shape reforms his vocal cords deepening his voice, just not his off beat dry humor. It's reached an impossible point to remove his boxers without tearing them, course Hiro's interest are far removed from such. The tight fabric gives definition to his hard shaft, newly formed tail swaying in eagerness he can't contain.]

Shouldn't I be saying that? Transforming isn't new for me, but I'm glad you're enjoying this Asuka.

[Wolfish features have taken over; long and soft fur replacing his skin, an lengthened snout pulling his sharp teeth and nose together, ears casting back on end then pointing high, and the leaned over stature from his tail up.

His nose brushes her collar bone and up, then experimentally he takes a paced lap with a wider stronger tongue. He can't kiss well, so he'll make up for this way.] Tell me if something's wrong, k'. Sure you're fine though, I'm just a bit...nervous. [Says the massive werewolf looming over the small woman and still growing in size.]

[gangmediator]

Oh, hush...!

[On her back on the bed, now she has an impressive view of how big he is, and getting bigger by the moment, looming over her on the mattress. She feels tiny and delicate in comparison, though she's really anything but, though compared to him it's hard to feel any other way.

Her hands smooth over his face and the top of his head as he licks her.]

Don't be nervous. I'm... OK, I'm nervous, but I'm not scared.

[She spreads her knees apart to show him, carefully running a hand up her body.]

I want this. I do. Just thinking about it makes me so hot...

[stepinwolf]

[He laughs in huff of his nose about the same way he laughs in his human state. Nervous is an apt way of looking at things as opposed to scared. Hiro has the discipline to manage himself as a wolf, a greater deal of werewolves did.

Those scattered words are rough on his heart setting it to a higher rate and straining his restraint. He laps at her collarbone again and playfully rubs across an open side of her neck suggesting his teeth.]

That's...hot.

[Awesome, course Hiro isn't great in bedroom talk. It takes a single hand, verge of paw, to hold him up off the bed. Wider ears are sensitive to noise and the bed is maintaining the additional weight of his tripled size.]

You smell good. Not what you're wearing, just...you.

[His snout reclines back allow a long look with his golden eyes. The free hand travels between them tugging at his strained boxers ripping them in ease and revealing his hardened cock to the air. It's inhuman, a point he's mulled over a couple of times before agreeing to this.

Like the rest of him, his shaft is larger and significantly longer in its reddish color. Lining them up takes trial and error, something he takes in pace eventually.]

I'm gonna take it slow. Let you get use to it.