WITCHES & WEREWOLVES

Ahh September, summer holidays are over, students go back to school and everyone else settles back into their regular work routines. This was an unfamiliar experience for Jake. After graduating high school in June, he spent the summer ramping up the odd jobs business he and his best friend, Bruce, had started in grade 7. Though they lived in a very affluent community, Jake's parents did not spoil or coddle him in his teen years, they merely mentored him. If he wanted something, he had to work for it. It started off with the boys mowing lawns and shovelling snow up and down the street.

Then, once he got his driver's license, his dad used his connections to help Jake buy his first truck. His dad worked for a large corporation and they were always auctioning off older vehicles, but staff always had the chance to buy them before they went to auction. The trucks may have been older, but the price was right and they were all 4-wheel drive. The truck allowed Jake and Bruce to service the whole neighbourhood. Then the next summer, Jake's dad used his staff status to help Jake buy a second truck, which allowed more of Jake's friends to work for him and they added garbage removal to their services. They added a third truck after graduation, and then a fourth truck in August. Besides himself, his company now had 6 full-time employees and a handful of part-timers-mostly friends from high school. His mom worked part time for the company as the accountant, and the software they used handled the scheduling, invoicing and even the VoIP phone system. It was a pretty efficient company, and the plan was to expand the commercial business. He had a few small business contracts, but they were strictly landscaping contracts and sidewalk shovelling, no large-scale parking lot snow removal-yet. Each truck had 2 people, and they kept them booked solid. 2 trucks for garbage hauling, 1 truck with a covered trailer with all the snow/lawn equipment and the remaining truck was his for everything else and a spare for when one of the other trucks was in for repairs. The plan was to venture into the more lucrative commercial snow clearing contracts this winter. They just needed to put salt/sand spreaders in the back and snow blades or blowers on the front. The software he used made scheduling and billing easy. His mom, the accountant, took care of the payroll, taxes and also helped with dispatching. Since the trucks and phones were all tied to the software, anyone could see where everyone in the company was at any moment. Plus, having the VoIP phone system managed by the software saved all the photos, videos and emails out in the cloud. It was a beautifully efficient and redundant system, which had a messaging app, but could also redirect calls as required, from a single phone number. Jake just did all the scheduling, business development and also helped whenever required. The neighbourhood was conducive to their business success, being one of the more affluent communities that bordered the river valley. All the houses along the ridge had large yards and driveways-they had money-and were more than happy to support the local teen. They were along the south side of Fish Creek Provincial Park, one of the largest urban parks in North America, bordered on 3 sides by the city of Calgary and on the west side by the Tsuu T'ina Nation. Then it met up with the Bow River on the east end, which snaked through the entire city, so although the park stretched 19 kilometres, it connected to natural areas on both ends that just weren't part of the park. The park comprised hundreds of kilometres of pathways and various amenities, but most of the park was still in a natural forested state. His parents' house overlooked the park from the low ridge. Like most houses along the ridge, the basements had been developed into separate residences and almost all had full-width balconies, which made for covered patios for the lower residence. So, despite living under the same roof as his parents, he had his own place. This practice was actually quite common along the ridge. As kids graduated high school, they could have their own place with separate entrance yet still be close to home. Then, when they did eventually move away, the parents could rent out the basement. Moving out of the basement wasn't a priority for Jake, but the way his business was growing, he hoped he could afford his own place by next winter, but it had to have a garage, as that would be the maintenance shop. Although he was also entertaining the idea of just leasing an actual shop. Saturday was usually the busiest day of the week, but with it being the first weekend of September, it was even busier than normal. Everyone finally realizing all the tasks they kept putting off during the summer were still outstanding and getting them done now that work and school schedules were returning to normal. This meant most of the business was garbage removal and he had all 4 trucks doing that today. To speed up the garbage removal process, Jake had a deal with a nearby mechanical shop and, for a small fee, they allowed them to park a large commercial dumpster at the edge of their lot. This saved a ton of time for garbage loads, as each dumpster held the equivalent of about 16 truck loads and the trucks didn't have to drive to the city landfill or wait in line. They normally emptied the bin twice per week, but in anticipation of this weekend, they had actually ordered a second bin. All trucks had two person crews, since it expedited loading and unloading of garbage. Today, one guy had called in sick, so he was working with Bruce. Bruce didn't live right on the ridge, but was only one street over. Though they started the business together, Bruce never wanted the leadership or management role. He hated doing business development, administration and sales. So he would step up and take control if Jake was sick or gone, but solely to manage crews. He was happy to just be an employee. Fortunately, since the company was expanding so fast, new customers were calling them and they weren't having to go out and drum up new business. Although Jake did meet with the new customers to write up the contracts. All the full-time employees in the company were friends from school. Now that they had graduated, two of the full-time guys switched back to part-time so they could go to post-secondary schools. So Jake just partnered them together and scheduled garbage hauling jobs for after their classes. To celebrate the end of summer and the official start of their full-time business, they had gone out to a bar with the crew. It was a common event after a busy Saturday. They'd convene down at the neighbourhood pub and enjoy a beer and a steak sandwich. Steak sandwich Saturday, as they called it, went down just as usual. People arrived straight from their last tasks for the day and they all gathered at their usual table to enjoy a meal and a drink. After the meal though, Jake, Bruce and Mario were going to a nightclub because Mario had recently met this girl, Kate, from across the park and she had planned to go out with a couple of friends on Saturday night. So Jake and Bruce were going as Mario's wingmen. They were all single with fit, athletic type bodies. Jake was the youngest at 18, but he was also the tallest at 6-foot-2, with dark brown hair that was buzzed short, brown eyes and tanned skin. Bruce was heavier set, but still in great shape. He was roughly 5-foot-9, with red hair buzzed short. He was the oldest at almost 20 since he had to repeat a year in elementary school-it was that repeat year when Jake and he became best friends. Mario was the stereo-typical tall, dark and handsome. He was 19, an even 6-foot, with black hair, brown eyes and dark skin, partially tanned from working outside all the time, but also from his Mediterranean ancestry. He was always the ladies' man and was rarely ever single throughout high school or since graduation. Mario had moved to the community in grade 10, so while he didn't have the history Jake and Bruce did, they considered him a close friend. The three amigos, as Jake's dad always called them. He was also the main reason Jake and Bruce ever met women. For the last few years, Jake was always working when he wasn't in school and Bruce was usually helping him, plus Bruce was quite shy, which is likely why he didn't enjoy doing sales. It was usually friends of Mario's latest squeeze that Jake and Bruce hooked up with. They left the pub after their meals, and went home to shower with plans to meet at Jake's at 9PM, since everyone was within walking distance. They would then call for a ride to the bar, so they could all enjoy themselves and no one would drive drunk. Around 8:45, the two friends arrived at Jake's place. Jake had already ordered a lift for 9, so they had a few minutes to talk. Mario had been texting Kate. Then, as the girls arrived at the bar, she video called him and told him where they were going to be. Her friends leaned in to see who she was talking to and Mario then panned to show Jake and Bruce. The girls were definitely attractive-maybe the change of scene wouldn't be so bad tonight? As their ride arrived, they disconnected the call, promising to see them soon. Minutes later, they were arriving at the bar and Mario texted Kate to say they had arrived. Kate actually came and met them at the door and led them to their table at the back. It was slightly quieter at the back, but Jake still couldn't figure out why people go to nightclubs. They're just too loud and all you do is yell at the person you are trying to talk to. Fortunately, the DJ took a break after the current song ended, allowing everyone to introduce themselves. Kate was a dance instructor and model, which fit Mario's type. He always went for the tall, skinny models. She was 5-foot-8, maybe 100 pounds, with A-cup breasts, brown hair that flowed down over her shoulders and hazel eyes. Jake guessed her measurements to be around 33-23-35. Jake had always been good at estimating weights and measures, which was helpful when trying to price the size of a driveway or lawn for service and for estimating the size of a garbage load. Sofia was a busty, hispanic beauty. Shoulder-length black hair and brown eyes. She was 19, 5-foot-5 and around 160 pounds. She was exactly the type that Bruce preferred, since he also had a few extra pounds. Jake guessed her measurements to be 38F-24-35. She was currently studying veterinary medicine at the University of Calgary. Gabbie was the one that caught Jake's eye, though. She was 18, 5-foot-7, around 115 pounds, with green eyes, long blonde hair and incredible natural breasts. Jake guessed her measurements at 34E-22-36. She had plans to become a teacher. Jake normally would've classified her as out of his league, but the smouldering look she gave him caught his attention, and he was hers. After more than a few drinks, everyone was getting tipsy and flirtatious. The mixture of the two groups had been perfect. Bruce and Sofia seemed to hit it off. Roman and Kate disappeared onto the dance floor frequently, and Jake and Gabbie had already exchanged phone numbers and made plans to go out next week. As the night progressed, Mario and Kate eventually left, likely going back to his place. By the time Mario and Kate left, Bruce and Sofia looked like they were going to fuck right there at the club. Gabbie and Jake were also rubbing each other, getting hot and bothered and discussing going back to Jake's place. Until Gabbie received a text message. As soon as she saw the message, the sultry, sexy look on her face evaporated. Sofia recognized the look immediately as she asked, "Is it your mom?" Gabbie nodded as she excused herself. Sofia immediately followed her, but not before at least informing Bruce and Jake about what was going on. "Gabbie's mom can be a real bitch. If she senses Gabbie is about to have a good time, she'll intentionally spoil it." Sofia then took off after Gabbie. Since it now looked like Jake would not get lucky like his friends, he said, "It sure looks like Sofia and you are going swimmingly." "Yeah, she's great. Not sure I'm going to get lucky now, but I hope we can continue to see each other. Gabbie sure is hot, and she's totally digging on you, man! Did you get her number?" "Yeah, we already exchanged numbers." "So have Sofia and I, so what's the plan? Mario and Kate already left, and something tells me that Sofia and Gabbie will leave soon after they come back." As if on queue, Sofia and Gabbie returned. Gabbie didn't look like she had been crying, so maybe not that bad? It wasn't until Gabbie kissed Jake and said, "I'm so sorry. My mom can be a bit controlling and I have to go. Would you like to go out, just you and me, on Monday night?" That kiss was proof enough that Bruce and Jake's fun was over for the night. "I would love that!" "I'll text you on Monday when I get home from class and we can make plans then." "Sure! That sounds good." Gabbie gave him a kiss and let her hand roam down to the bulge in his pants. "I really am sorry. I'll see you Monday night and make it up to you." Sofia more or less repeated the same actions with Bruce and promised to call him and make plans for Monday, as her phone dinged. "Our ride is here." Both girls gave their beaus another smouldering kiss before leaving. Jake then pulled out his phone and called for a ride as he and Bruce made their way out into the cool night air to wait for its arrival, which was just a couple of minutes later. Then it was just a few more minutes until they were dropping them both off at Bruce's place. Jake just walked home from there. Before the Monday morning meeting, Mario asked Bruce and Jake how they fared with Kate's friends on Saturday night. He was completely unaware of the drama that had unfolded with Gabbie's mom. He, of course, had a great weekend with Kate-and told them all about it. After going over the tasks for the day, the crews went to their trucks and were soon on their way. Unfortunately, Jonathan, the new guy, had called in sick, so Bruce didn't have a partner for the day. With Jake taking Jon's place, it was going to be just like old times for them, which was beneficial since they both had dates tonight and could likely complete their tasks faster than working with others. Around 3PM, both Sofia and Gabbie started texting the guys. Sofia's text messages were simply arranging the date for tonight, whereas it sounded like Gabbie wanted to play around. She said they would have the place to themselves if he got there by 4PM, as her mom wouldn't be home until around 6PM. They could have some fun before going out on their date. Jake suggested she could come to his place, but she declined, saying her life would be a living hell if she broke her mom's rules. To make matters worse, Gabbie kept sending him racier and racier texts, which made working difficult, but they got done their list early and had enough time to grab a quick shower before it was time to leave.

Jake arrived at Gabbie's house around 4PM, parking his truck on the street in front of the little patch of lawn that was shared between their house and the neighbours. They had a nice big house on the ridge that overlooked the park and bordering the property was the public pathway leading down into the park. The house was multi level and had a front attached double garage. It looked like most of the other houses in the neighbourhood, with a single tree on the small front lawn off to the side of the garage, where the front door was.

The tree had long since died, though, with only a couple of weird ornaments that looked like Halloween decorations hanging from its cold dead limbs. In contrast, it looked like there were large, full-grown trees in the backyard, which likely added to the privacy that Gabbie had alluded to. Before getting out of his truck, he set the AWAY function on the VoIP app, so any business calls would route to his mom and the others. He also put the phone on silent, so there would be no interruptions when he was with Gabbie. As he started walking up their driveway, a black cat ran out and sat in the middle of the sidewalk off the corner of the garage. It was meowing and hissing like crazy and shaking its head. Jake wondered if it was their cat or just a stray, but it didn't look friendly. Gabbie opened the front door and said, "Don't mind him. He's a stray that animal control can't seem to catch. Just give him a kick and he'll move." Jake didn't kick the cat, but he used his foot to shoo the cat away and simply stepped around it as he started up the stairs toward the front door. Gabbie was wearing nothing but a bathrobe and a sultry smile as she invited him inside and closed the door behind him. The place had quite a large entrance, but as you stepped inside, the dining area was off to the left side. It had weird looking tall backed black chairs, and the table looked like some ancient wooden table that was about 3 inches thick and had steel bands with carriage bolts holding it together. There were some used candles on the table, and on shelves mounted around the room. The paint was dark and looked gloomy. The ambience of the room, along with that weird table, actually reminded Jake of a horror movie where they strapped sacrifices to a table like that with candles all around. Gabbie jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist before kissing him with fervour. Her hands were on his face and neck as her crotch was rubbing the bulge that was already present in his pants. Since she wore only a bathrobe, Jake's hands were cupping her naked ass to hold her after she jumped on him. They broke the kiss and, with a mischievous smile, she whispered, "Follow me." Standing on her own, she grabbed Jake's hand and lead him to the living room at the back of the house. As they walked through the house, Jake mentally noted that they had a lot of odd, almost macabre, decorations. His thoughts of the decorations faded quickly as they reached the living room, which had a large sectional sofa with the end of the sofa forming a day bed with no sides. She pushed him back onto the sofa and climbed on top of him. He briefly thought she was moving too fast, but as her bathrobe opened and exposing those large, beautiful, natural breasts, he lost his train of thought as he began suckling those nipples that were right in front of his face. She extracted his cock from his pants and was rubbing it between their bodies, coating his cock with pussy juice. Her rubbing strokes got longer and longer until his cock almost slipped inside on every stroke. Looking up to meet her eyes, she had this odd sparkle to her eyes as her lips formed into a wicked-almost evil-grin, and he could have sworn her eyes turned from green to purple for a brief second. As she climbed off Jake, the bathrobe was wide open, exposing her nude body to his purview. As he stared at her gorgeous body, he didn't see her grab a stick from a nearby vase as she stood there with that evil grin and said, "You were such an easy mark on Saturday night!" "Wait! Did she just call me a mark?" That thought causing Jake's mind to go through self-preservation scenarios, as he tucked his cock back into his pants, concluding that this was some twisted game that she did to pretend she was a witch. Witches aren't real-are they? Step one of his self-preservation plan was video of this twisted game she was playing, as he tapped the back of his phone that started video recording without having to unlock the phone. Then held up the phone and tried to explain. "I don't know what you are up to, but this is just too weird. Gabbie, it was nice to have met you, but I can show myself to the door." Gabbie shook her head. "You're not going anywhere, you stupid boy!" Again, Jake was sure her eyes just changed from green to purple. As she said that, she pointed her wand at him. If it was a wand, it wasn't a straight stick and it really just looked like the twig of a tree, except very polished. Just as he was about to speak, Gabbie waved her wand and said, "Silence!" "Yeah, as if!" Jake said-but no sound came out. Fuck! Witches are real! He thought, as flipped the phone to selfie-mode to record that he couldn't talk. With some proof they were up to no-good, he closed that video. Gabbie's evil grin then turned malevolent. "All men are dogs!" He started another video, but as he turned it toward the witch, she said something-it wasn't English. First his clothes disappeared, then his whole body was wracked with excruciating pain, although he still held on to the phone, trying to keep it steady. Fortunately, as his hands started transforming, he stopped the recording before he dropped the phone. His phone backed everything up to a cloud account, so the first video should be uploaded by now and this video would be short, so hopefully it would upload as well. Through a mirror-backed cabinet, he witnessed his transformation into a dog-nay wolf! His heart raced as he struggled to stand. It was so much different with four legs and paws, but his body seemed to adjust quickly. Once he gained his balance, he was in fight mode. He was a wolf now. He could attack the witch, but as he turned to face her, Gabbie kicked him in the head and sent him sprawling. Laying on the floor, he saw his phone, but he couldn't pick it up with his paws. She pulled one of the macabre decorations off the wall. It was a morning star, with 2 inch spikes around the end. The witch took it and put her hand through the wrist strap to keep from losing the weapon. Then, with a cackle, she started kicking him. The morning star was probably just in case he tried to attack her, or to finish the job when she had her fun. Unaccustomed to his new form and not wanting to face that gnarly weapon, it was time for flight, with the only option for escape being the large picture window into the backyard. With little time to think, he jumped and crashed through the window in an explosion of glass shards, falling to the grass below-good thing she hadn't taken him upstairs or to the basement. Everything seemed to spin as he tried to gain his bearings. He didn't think the glass cut him, but the radical turn of events-going from steamy to macabre in the blink of an eye-coupled with the changes brought on by his new dog form was overwhelming. The eyesight was the biggest change. He seemed to remember that dogs were near-sighted and colour blind, but he seemed to have the same vision he had as a human. He just had a wider field of view from the new position of his eyes. As his head cleared, he could hear the witch unlocking the back door of the house. As she opened the door, Jake saw she still had the morning star in their hand. He did not want to get hit with that thing! The fence around their yard was about 7-foot high, likely to mask whatever weird rituals witches did. There was no way Jake could jump that, but the fence facing the park was only a standard short black chain-link fence, just like every other house along the ridge. Needing to escape, Jake simply jumped over the chain-link fence and tumbled down the steep embankment on the other side. He should be safe in the river valley. He knew the valley well and there were lots of hiding places among the trees. Plus, his home was just on the other side. He stuck to the trees and bushes as he made his way across the valley towards his home. There were a few times he had to crouch down and let people pass, fortunately all of them were on bikes or jogging and didn't have dogs. He used this time to get used to some of his newly enhanced senses. His vision, sense of smell and hearing were all improved. Once he got to his house, he easily jumped his own chain-link fence, but then found he couldn't open the door. He didn't remember locking the door as it was in the backyard and there were motion lights and cameras, so he rarely ever locked it, but he couldn't push the lever handle down. Rascal, the neighbour's dog, started barking. "Thanks Rascal, but I don't need the extra attention!" He said, although he realized it came out as a series of growling sounds. After a minute, Rascal's barks sounded different, almost understandable. Then finally, on one bark, he understood, "Run!" Just as he understood that bark, he caught a strange smell and saw the two people through the cracks in the fence, likely animal control officers, walking down the public pathway to the park. The one guy could really use a shower! A surge of adrenalin coursed through his veins as he turned and ran, jumping the fence and running back into the river valley. As he ran, he remembered finding a small cave when he was 12. If it was still there, and he could remember where it was, it would give him a place to hide and figure out what to do. Sticking to the trees, avoiding people and their dogs, Jake eventually found the little cave. Well, it wasn't really a cave, more or less a hollowed out area under a large tree. He found it was currently unoccupied-much to his relief. As he curled up in the hollow, the adrenalin wore off and he drifted off to sleep. Jake awakened to the sound of something approaching the hollow. He hoped it wasn't the animal control officers, or worse-children. Then he caught a fresh scent. It wasn't the animal control people, this smelled too-wild. It must be an animal. As the animal approached, Jake readied himself to evacuate the hollow or attack. From outside the hollow, he could hear dog sounds that said, "I'm a friend. I mean you no harm." Then a smaller wolf peeked its head inside the hollow and said, "My name is Brent." Wow, he totally understood what the wolf said! The sounds he made were like a dog, but Jake heard the words in his head. Jake thought before saying, "Hi! My name is Jake." Brent asked, "Are you an actual wolf, or did you get turned into one?" The question surprised Jake, but not really after what had just happened. "I just got turned. Did you used to be human too?" "Yup! I met this hot babe named Gabbie at a bar and we went back to her place. That was when I learned she was a witch and she turned me into a wolf. That was about 6 months ago-I think! I've kind of lost track of time. I just know there was still some snow on the ground." "Are there others like us?" "Yes, Nina is a female wolf, but I haven't seen her in a while, so who knows what has happened to her and you'll eventually meet Larry. He's a cat that got turned more than a year ago. He usually hangs around us for protection from the real animals, so if you see him, don't hurt him. If there're others, I've never met them and they've never mentioned them either." Jake asked, "All lured in by Gabbie and turned?" "Not all of us. Larry was just being a good samaritan and helping them with groceries. Both Gabbie and her mom, Cassandra, are witches. Larry faced both of them, but the rest of us just faced Gabbie." That statement made Jake mad. Those witches were doing this for their own enjoyment. "Any ideas on how to change us back? I don't want to be a dog-err, wolf." "Actually, you're a werewolf, well-reverse werewolf. You'll turn human on the full moon and then back into a wolf in the morning." "So, not permanently a wolf. That's at least something to work with, but how do we break this curse? Confront them on the full moon and demand they change us back?" "Larry can probably tell it better since it was before I got turned, but there was a guy named Dean that tried to do just that. The cops came and took him away. Not sure what happened at sunrise if he was still in their custody, but no one has seen or heard from him since. They probably have him locked up in some secret facility and experimenting on him." "Yeah, and they'd probably think he was mental if he was talking about being a werewolf and calling them witches. So the trick would be to confront her on the full moon with other humans as witness that could corroborate the story." "That's a brilliant plan! How many human friends have you made since you got turned into a werewolf?" "Hmm, yeah, I can see the flaw in that now. Humans run and scream when they see a wolf." That realization hit Jake like one of those morning stars. This would not be a simple task to accomplish. "While you come up with a plan to recruit humans to our cause, I'm going to sleep. There's another hollow a couple of trees over. I'll be there if you need me." Brent said as he sauntered by. Now that Jake had seen him. Brent was a pretty scrawny wolf-more like a large coyote. The first thought that came to mind was he probably ate little, which made Jake realize he was hungry. Which was like another kick from the witch-he was going to have to kill something and eat it. Something he had never done before. In the silence, Jake considered everything. The company software tracked both his truck and his phone, and it uploaded everything on his phone to the Internet. He had used the quick key, so he never unlocked his phone. So without knowing his passcode, they could not delete the content. They could destroy his phone, but then the last known location of the phone would be their house, so if they were smart they would grab his keys and phone, put them in the truck and drive the truck somewhere. His mom could be the saving grace. She had administrative access to everything, so she just needed to check the cloud storage. Surely, when he didn't show up for work tomorrow, they'd go looking into the location of his truck and phone. Plus, Bruce and Paul were his best friends that worked for him and they were with him at the bar when he met Gabbie. So they knew where he was going. Bruce had seen some of the racy texts Gabbie had sent. Mind you, Gabbie was in his schedule along with her address, so they could all see where he went. Hopefully, the search would start early tomorrow morning. He typically sent out his morning email to the group at 6AM, hopefully when it didn't show up, they'd start looking into the location of his phone and truck and maybe the cloud phone data. The software also recorded GPS coordinates, so they could see time stamps of the locations for both his truck and phone, even if they destroyed his phone. He awoke to the sound of a muffled scream and noticed it was dusk now. As he looked out the hollow, he saw three men trying to rape what looked like a young woman. They were only about 50 metres from the hollow, but Jake couldn't let it happen, even if he was a wolf. He exited the hollow and snuck up to the group. Once he got close, he ran and jumped at the one man that wasn't holding onto the girl, likely the leader. Jake then turned and growled at the other two men. He could see the fear in their eyes and smell their fear-and piss, since at least one of them pissed themselves! The other minion pulled out a knife, leaving piss guy to hold the girl, as the man he had knocked down got up and also pulled out a knife. The two men spread out, likely hoping one could attack from his blind side. Fortunately, being turned, he kept his human eyesight, but had the advantage of the dog's wider field of view. He still couldn't see directly behind himself, but he could probably see 270 degrees, plus, he also had way keener hearing. As they brandished their weapons, the girl was still fighting the grip of the lone man. She got free for a second to yell for help, before he hit her in the head and covered her mouth. Jake glared at the leader as he waved the knife back and forth. He continued his deep growl as he approached the man. Staying wary of the man trying to flank him. The leader faked lunging at Jake to give the minion a chance, but Jake heard him, stepped to the side, turned around, and caught his knife wielding hand in his jaws. A simple violent twist of his head, cause the man to yell in pain as he tossed him to the side. Jake quickly refocused on the leader, but stayed wary of the injured minion. The leader lunged at Jake this time, trying to stab him with the knife. Again, Jake simply stepped to the side and caught the man's knife wielding wrist with his powerful jaws. Jake heard the bones in his wrist break, forcing him to drop the knife, as another violent twist of his head tossed the man away. Jake then turned his attention to the man holding the girl, bared his teeth, and growled. The man knocked the girl over the head with something and pushed her toward Jake. As she fell to the ground, she was not unconscious so Jake ran after piss guy. He caught him quickly as he bit the man's leg and then drug him back to the girl. She had taken out her phone and was taking pictures of the men who were still lying on the ground in pain when Jake returned with the piss guy. She took his picture as Jake let him go and the men all ran, or at least limped away. The girl didn't look injured, so the man likely just punched her in the head. Jake stayed close to the girl as she called 9-1-1, although all Jake could hear was her side of the conversation. "My name is Hannah, and I'd like to report an attack by three men in Fish Creek Park. ... I was walking home from a friend's and they jumped out at me. They had knives. ... My dog saved me, he bit the two guys with knives in the wrist and the other guy hit me and tried to run away, but my dog caught him and drug him back. I have pictures of the attackers. ... Yes, he dragged the man back. He's part wolf, he's a great protector. ... I'm ok now, just maybe a bump on my head. ... My dog wasn't with me when I was walking. Luckily, I was close to home. He probably heard or saw me and jumped the fence to rescue me." She then gave her address and said she would be home shortly and that the officer could come by anytime. As Jake sat beside her during her call, she even petted his fur. So maybe she was trusting him? She then checked for a non-existent collar, then checked his ears, likely looking for a sign that he was a pet with a name. "I don't see a collar or tattoo, so I hope you're not somebody's pet. I just told the police you were my dog, so you wouldn't get in trouble. Do you have a home?" Jake shook his head no and nuzzled up to her. "You're a smart wolf. Thank you for saving me." The girl was pretty, but small. She didn't look like a teenager, though, just a petite woman. Jake guessed she was in her early 20s, but she was barely 5 foot tall and probably didn't weigh 100 pounds. "I know you're a wolf and likely wild, but you seem tame and behaved and you're obviously smart. Do you actually understand me?" Jake nodded yes. She smiled even more. After all, it's not every day you meet a wild dog that is intelligent. This was Jake's chance to befriend a human. "Are you hungry?" Jake nodded yes. "Are you going to hurt me?" Jake nodded no. "Did those guys hurt you?" Jake nodded no. Good! She was asking a mixture of yes and no questions, trying to determine the level of his understanding. Hopefully, he was earning her trust. Let's see how far she would go. "So, what is your name?" This was a tough one. How could he teach her his name? "Spot?" He shook his head. "Wolf?" He gave her a sideways look as he shook his head. She laughed. "OK, not wolf!" She thought for another minute, then chuckled and asked, "Rumpelstiltskin?" Jake chuckled internally as he looked straight up and then faked falling over and put one of his paws over his eyes. At least she had a good sense of humour. "Wow, you are really smart and funny!" As she bent down and scratched his belly. As Jake then got up, she brushed off the grass and then held Jake's head in both of her hands and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Tell you what. It's cool out here. Let's go home where we can get you something to eat and figure out your name. It looks like you're my dog now." Jake nodded as they started walking down the path. She talked as they went like he was an old friend. Her name was Hannah, and she had been thinking about getting a dog and thought maybe this was fate choosing her dog for her? During the walk, they passed a few joggers and cyclists. They gave her an odd look, but passed by without issue-thinking he was her pet since he seemed so tame. Every time they passed someone walking or jogging, all Jake could think was... act normal, act like a dog, act normal, act like a dog. As they approached Hannah's house, Jake realized where he knew her from. She lived at a house he mowed the lawn and shovelled snow for. Hannah had been around a few times when he was there. He remembered she looked cute in a bikini! Her place was just like his. She lived in a walkout basement suite about a dozen houses down from his own place. If memory served, her parents were out of the country until Thanksgiving. Without even thinking about what he was doing, Jake wiped his feet on the mat at the door, then stepped inside. He noticed there was a large doghouse at the end of the patio and they had a dog run beside it, but he didn't see or even smell another dog. Hannah was standing there with a shocked look. "How can you not be someone's pet? You are so well-trained and behaved. You even wiped your feet! I thought Rex was smart, but he didn't even do that!" Again, she leaned down and gave him another kiss on the forehead. "Let's get you something to eat." Hannah was nice, and she smelled good! Jake followed her around the kitchen island and sat down as Hannah opened the refrigerator. She apologized for having limited food, but gave him about half of the lasagne she had-then put some on a plate for herself. She then filled a pot of water for him to drink and put her plate into the microwave as she walked back outside. Jake devoured the lasagne. It tasted great and definitely hit the spot since he hadn't had supper, and best of all was he didn't have to kill anything. The water was still cool, so he had a drink as well, not realizing how thirsty he actually was. It took a few licks until he figured out how to drink as a dog. The microwave beeped again as Hannah came back inside carrying a blanket, a large dog bed, as well as food and water bowls. Seeing Jake had already finished his meal, she laughed. "Typical guy! Did you even taste the lasagne?" Jake nodded yes and licked his chops, causing her to laugh again. She placed the food and water dishes on a mat beside the kitchen island and put the large dog bed in front of the TV. Then took the heavy blanket into her bedroom. "I brought you some of Rex's things. He died of old age about a year ago, so I had been thinking about getting a new dog. Maybe this is fate saying you are the perfect dog for me?" She got a glass of water or juice from the fridge and took her lasagne to the coffee table. Jake simply laid down in front of the TV on the other side of the coffee table from her. As she ate, she got out her laptop and pulled up a website, then after a minute, she closed it and said, "There! You'll have some real dog food delivered tomorrow. Now we just need to figure out your name. You obviously have one, as you didn't like my previous suggestions." Then, on an off-the-cuff suggestion, she asked, "How about Jake?" It shocked Jake that she had guessed his name, but nodded his head in the affirmative. Hannah smiled. "Well, Jake, I am glad I have a name to call you." Just then, the police knocked on the door. Jake watched the police officer as she entered, then he went and laid in the dog bed in front of the TV, trying to look as calm and behaved as possible. The female officer introduced herself as Officer Davidson and was responding to Hannah's 9-1-1 call. Hannah and the officer sat on the chairs around the kitchen island, as the officer looked over the report they had given her and said, "It says in the report there were three men and that they struck you." Hannah said yes and showed her the side of her head, but said it didn't hurt and there was no mark. She then took Hannah's statement and got the pictures of the three men. All the while, she kept looking over at Jake-curled up peacefully in front of the TV. Finally, the officer said, "Your dog dragged the man back and kept him from escaping until you took a picture. He's a big dog, and certainly seems well behaved, but dragging a full-grown man-can you get him to stand?" Hannah said, "His name is Jake. Get up, Jake." Jake stood up. The officer said, "Whoa! I can see he's big enough to drag a full-grown man. He is huge! Are you sure he's not an actual wolf? How long have you had him?" "I honestly just got him. I have been too busy to register him though. My old dog, Rex, died of old age, and I don't enjoy living alone without protection. I just left him at home tonight, because my old dog's collar didn't fit and I couldn't leash him." "You can register dogs online now. A leash on him would be aesthetic, anyway. With his size, you wouldn't be able to control him if he truly wanted to do something-he could easily overpower you. I can't get over how much he looks like an actual wolf, but I've never seen a wolf that well-behaved or trained." They both looked at Jake as he curled back up and laid down in the dog bed. "Wait! If he was at home, how did he come to rescue you?" Hannah looked puzzled, then said, "I'm not sure, but he's smarter than most dogs! Let's ask him." She then took a gamble and said, "Jake, can you go out to the doghouse and then come back in?" Jake nodded, then walked to the door and opened it-thanks to the lever handle-and walked out to the doghouse as the door automatically closed. He then turned around and came back, opening the door and pulling it open. He wiped his feet before stepping inside, then turned around and pushed the button to lock the door with his paw. With his task complete, he sat on the floor between the officer and Hannah. Hannah got down and hugged and kissed him. "I thought you could get in and out on your own! Good, Jake!" The police officer was flabbergasted. "That is the best trained dog I have ever seen! He even wiped his feet before he came inside-and then locked the door!" Hannah beamed with pride. "Jake is the best dog in the entire world." The officer then rubbed Jake on the head as she got up to leave. "He certainly is! Get a collar and take him with you the next time you walk in the park at night. There's no way anyone would attack you with him around. We have already sent notice to all medical clinics to watch for any men coming in with dog bites to their wrists or lower leg. Surely those guys will need stitches or medical attention. Make sure Jake's shots are all up to date." Just as the officer was about to leave, she asked, "Why did you name him Jake?" Hannah was quick with her response-almost like she was telling the truth. "Have you ever heard of that song Feed Jake?" The officer smiled. "I know that song well. It makes me cry every time I hear it. It's certainly fitting for him." Hannah kept her arms around Jake's neck. "He's been a good dog. My best friend right through it all." She said, singing the song. As the officer showed herself out, she sang that song. With the officer gone, Hannah hugged Jake again. "You rock, Jake!" "Let's watch a movie!" She said as she got up, went to the kitchen and started a package of microwave popcorn. As it was popping, she disappeared into the bedroom and came back a minute later wearing a sleep shirt. When the microwave dinged, she dumped the bag of popcorn into a large bowl and then grabbed a soda from the fridge. Setting the popcorn and her soda on the coffee table, she settled onto the daybed section of the sectional and reached for the remote control. As she leaned over, Jake spotted she wasn't wearing any panties. Actually, now that he was paying attention, he could smell her sex. She began browsing through the movies and, as she scrolled over each movie Jake liked, he would open his mouth. For all the others, he kept his mouth closed. She caught onto this and watched for movies that she wanted to watch and that Jake also liked. Eventually deciding on one of the Marvel superhero movies, she joking said, "You're more intelligent than my last boyfriend. Maybe I should wear a collar that says, Jake's Bitch?" Jake laughed at that as he rested his head on her lap-the smell of her sex was heavenly. She started the movie and fed Jake pieces of popcorn now and then. Eventually she said, "I need to do laundry, anyway. Here you go." As she used her sleep shirt to create a small pocket which she filled with popcorn for him. It wasn't like it had liquid butter drizzled all over it. To her surprise, Jake didn't gobble it all down at once like he did with the lasagne. He actually just ate some, watched the movie, then ate some more and so on. Hannah was almost falling asleep near the end of the movie, but in doing so, she reclined lower onto the couch and her legs drifted further apart. Both of which drew her sleep shirt up higher and fully exposing her beautiful bare pink pussy to him, but also causing a few popcorn pieces to fall into her crotch. Jake just relished her scent and tried to control the itching in his balls. He didn't want to do anything to compromise the way she felt about him. He needed friends if he wanted to confront the witches. As the movie ended, Jake was a mess. Hannah's legs were apart, her scent was intoxicating, and he so badly wanted to give in to his urges. Jake decided now was his opportunity to at least taste that beautiful pussy and it would look like an accident since he could go for the popcorn that had fallen between her legs. He moved his nose down into her crotch and started lapping at her pussy. Hannah jumped, of course, but did not push him away. "You're even better at pussy eating than my last boyfriend. That feels good Jake, make me cum." Her reaction surprised Jake, but he wasn't about to pass up this opportunity to enjoy her delicious cunt. She removed all the popcorn, moved her crotch closer to the edge of the couch, and spread her legs wide. His dog tongue wasn't as controllable as his human tongue was, but Hannah helped by spreading her labia wide enough that he could get some of her sweet nectar, while exposing her clit to his tongue. It didn't take long for her to cum, as she eventually cupped her sensitive pussy to prevent his touch. She looked at Jake with a blissful look and smiled. "You really are the best dog in the world. Let's go to bed." She turned off the TV and put the empty soda can and popcorn bowl on the kitchen island. Then turned off all the lights and made sure they locked the door before going into the bedroom and turning on the lamp beside her bed. She reminded Jake. "If you need to use the washroom, just let yourself out, go to the gravel dog run, do your business and then come back inside." Hannah stripped off her sleep shirt and tossed it in the hamper before turning off the bedroom lights and going into the bathroom, which was right outside the bedroom. Her floor plan was almost identical, but the exact opposite of Jake's, with stairs starting off to the side of the front entrance in the middle of the house, then at the bottom of the stairs was two doors, one that went into the residence and one that went into the mechanical room. The mechanical room took about half of the width of the house and housed two furnaces, the shared on-demand hot water system and a shared laundry room. Then, in the back corner opposite the stairs, was the washroom. Hannah had a bathtub and shower, whereas Jake's place just had an oversized shower with multiple shower heads. Then beside the washroom was a large bedroom with walk-in closet. The kitchen and cabinets shared the wall with the mechanical room since it made accessing the plumbing, heating and electrical convenient. Cabinets were on the mechanical room wall with the fridge on one end, the rest was the sink and dishwasher with cabinets above. Then there was a kitchen island with the stove and an eating bar. Since the area, minus the mechanical room, was the same size as the entire house above it, there was a lot of open space. Returning to the view in the washroom, Jake just watched the gorgeous naked blonde as she readied herself for bed. Jake figured he was pretty accurate in his initial estimate of 5-foot and maybe 100 pounds, with measurements of 32B-22-34. She had perky little breasts with small pink eraser-type nipples and that beautiful hairless pussy that tasted so good. She brushed and flossed her teeth, then brushed her golden blonde hair, which hung down to just above her little pink nipples. Jake snapped out of his reverie when she asked if he wanted his teeth brushed. He stepped into the bathroom as Hannah pulled out a new toothbrush from a bulk pack. "This one is yours." She said, holding up a blue handled toothbrush for him. "Tonight you just get a wet toothbrush. There's some doggy toothpaste coming with the food tomorrow." He opened his mouth and let her brush his teeth. He was happy she knew all about caring for a dog, even if he was only a dog in form. The thought of toothpaste being toxic to dogs wasn't something he had even considered, but then again-was he really a dog? With his teeth brushed, they exited the bathroom and went into the bedroom, but not wanting to get hair on the bed, Jake lay down on the floor at the foot of the bed. Hannah smiled. "That's so considerate of you, but you get to sleep on the bed." She then patted the bed and Jake jumped up on it. She had put the heavy blanket over half the bed, although he figured it was probably more to prevent his claws from tearing the blankets more so than protecting it from his hair. Hannah then crawled onto the bed toward her side. Jake stared at her ass as she went by and gave it a lick. Hannah jumped at the unexpected contact. "Does Jake like the way I taste?" Jake nodded. "Well, I will not turn down good pussy eating. Besides, making me cum will help me sleep." She hooked her legs behind her elbows, making her ass and pussy very accessible and then spread her pussy open as Jake gladly began lapping at her sweet tasting pussy and ass. She really seemed to enjoy the feel of his tongue on her ass. It only took a few minutes before she started cumming on Jake's tongue. She even squirted a little and he savoured every tasty drop she gave him. If this was to be his life as a dog, he would die happy!

Jake woke up at the same time he always did. It was no surprise that Hannah was still asleep, and he didn't know what time she normally got up, but he figured his crew would soon look for him. He jumped off the bed, let himself out and did his business in the dog run. He thought about running back to his place, but then thought better of it. They'd just see a wolf and call animal control. He would be better off to stay with Hannah-a human that trusted him. She was currently his potential best hope to break this curse.

He wiped his feet and let himself back into the house as Hannah was coming out of the washroom-still nude-still gorgeous. "Thank you for letting yourself out, Jake. Come here. Let's get some breakfast." It was only a few steps to the kitchen area, but Jake followed behind. Why wouldn't he follow behind? Hers was beautiful! Hannah toasted two bagels, then a third. She cut and buttered them all, but only took one and put 2 in Jake's food dish. She went and collected her clothes hamper and started the laundry, then returned to the bedroom and got dressed. To her surprise, Jake showed restraint and ate only one of his bagels. "Jake, I need to go to class. There's no one upstairs to give you any hassle, and I'll stop and get your license today. The rest of the lasagne is in the fridge, you're welcome to it. You're smart, I'm sure you'll have no problems getting into it. Please don't make a mess and I'll be home around 4." She then gave him a kiss, put on her jacket and collected her stuff before hurrying out the door. Her laptop was still there, though, but she had a password and he didn't know it. What he needed was his own laptop. Then he could tell people what had happened, rather than waiting and hoping they could piece everything together. She had a smart TV, but the remote control was just too difficult to operate with his enormous paws. He needed a stylus of some sort, just something to push the buttons with. At least if he had news, he could see if they were looking for him, or if nothing else, he could watch a movie. With the thought of movies, Jake realized what he needed more than anything was those dog collars that could translate the dog's speech from that animated movie with the balloon house. He then laughed, thinking he'd get the wonky collar and his voice would be all funny. Jake went outside and sat on the patio, looking down towards his house, then across the valley to the neighbourhood where the witches lived. Jake wasn't a violent person, but at that moment, he would've loved nothing more than to see Gabbie walking down in the valley, where he could hunt her down and kill her. It was one possibility to break the curse, so it wasn't off the table. Hannah's house had a grove of trees on the side with the dog run, but had neighbours next door on the other. Fortunately, they had a privacy fence on both sides, and a black chain-link fence facing the valley so as not to obstruct the view. If Jake wanted to leave, that fence would be easy to jump. But leaving the yard with no collar or identification could see him captured and that would kibosh any plans of breaking the curse. He'd have to just be patient. Hannah said she was picking up his license today. He ran around the yard for a bit, practicing quick redirections and jumping over the fence. After a while, he checked out the doghouse, noticing it had an electrical cord coming out of it. As he went inside, he found it had a heated mat that actually felt really comfortable. So comfortable, in fact, that he fell asleep. He awoke to his stomach grumbling. So he went into the house and ate the second bagel, but was still hungry so he opened the fridge. The lasagne was in a glass casserole dish. Jake didn't want to break it by letting it fall on the hardwood floor, so he went and grabbed a pillow off the couch and put it on the floor, then pulled the dish out on top of it and slid it onto the floor before returning the pillow to the couch. The cold lasagne tasted great and sated his hunger. As he was deep in thought, staring across the valley to the community where the witches lived, he heard the doorbell. A quick glance at the video device on the kitchen island showed a delivery guy had left a large box, then pushed the button, took a picture and drove off. That was probably his food and toothpaste. That would give him something to do, and would help Hannah. Jake went outside, then up the poured concrete sidewalk between the two houses. As he reached the top of the stairs, he encountered the gate. It was one of those heavy wrought-iron gates. Fortunately, it had the horizontal lever-style doorknobs so he could manipulate it. Jake pulled down the handle and with a slight push, the gate opened a slight bit, and it stayed in that position. He pushed it open further and the gate also stayed there. Wow! Talk about a level gate! He pushed the gate all the way open, so it was against the house. Again waiting just to make sure it wouldn't automatically close. He then proceeded to the corner of the house and looked around the neighbourhood to make sure no one was going to scream and call animal control. With the coast clear, he stayed low as he approached the entrance, which was simply one step up from the rest of the sidewalk. The box was large and had HEAVY stickers on it. The box just ripped when he tried to pull on it. Hannah must've bought the big 50-pound bag. Resigned to pushing, he put his head down and began moving the box off the step and toward the side of the house. It took him quite a while to get the box pushed around the corner and beyond the gate. Then he went back and pulled the gate closed, before proceeding to push the box down to the patio where he parked it just outside the door's arc. That would be much easier for Hannah since the box weighed more than half of her own weight. That minor project must have taken more time than he thought as he soon heard children entering the neighbours' back yard. School must be out, which means Hannah should be home soon. Sure enough, a little over an hour later Hannah came home, as Jake was still sitting out in the yard enjoying the warmth of the sun. Hannah smiled when she saw Jake. "I watched you push the box down here for me. Thank you so much, Jake. Let's get it inside and unboxed. Adriana will be here soon." She opened the door and tried to pick up the box, but it was too heavy, so she opened the box and pulled out two small containers and a black collar. Then she went and picked up a single 8-kilogram bag of wilderness dog food that had a picture of a wolf on the package. Then she returned and pulled a second bag of dog food out of the box. Because Jake was smart, Hannah felt she needed to explain. "Supposedly, this food is of high quality and inspired by the diet of wolves. So hopefully you'll like it. It comes in its own re-sealable package so it stays fresh, so once one bag is empty, I'll order another bag to replace it. That way, you won't ever have to go hungry, plus future deliveries will be much lighter! It looked like you really struggled to get that box to move. Thank you for doing that for me." She made a quick trip to her storage room and came back with a scoop; then she opened the bag and filled his food dish, then sealed the bag back up with the scoop inside. She picked up the lasagne dish, put it in the sink and filled it with water to soak. "Thank you for not making a mess with the lasagne. Also good job on getting it out without breaking it. I realized that after I got to school. How did you do it?" Jake went to the couch, grabbed a pillow, and put it outside the fridge door. Hannah picked up the pillow and threw it back onto the couch. "You are such a smart dog, would you like a treat?" Jake nodded. Hannah stripped off her clothes and sat on the couch. Her legs were wide apart as she spread her pussy open with her fingers. Jake needed no further invitation as he began licking her sweet honey slit. "Oh Jake, that feels so good." A few minutes later, she began to orgasm and squirted a bit. Jake happily savoured every drop she let him have. Once sated, she got up, kissed Jake again and said, "You are the best wolf in the entire world. I love you." Then went and hopped in the shower. Upon hearing her confession, Jake felt pangs of guilt. Hannah really seemed to love him-as her dog. How would she feel once she learned who he really was? After all, they had met in the past, albeit not formally, but he had cut the grass and shovelled snow for her parents for years. Jake just hoped she would forgive him and still love him. He'd really have to think about how to handle things on a full moon. Hannah got out of the shower and dressed in a simple sweatshirt and sweatpants. A knock came at the door and Adriana let herself in. Jake estimated she was about the same age as Hannah, 5'2", maybe 110 pounds, brown hair down just past her shoulders, green eyes and measurements about 34C-25-31. Hannah said, "Hey! Nia will be here shortly." "That's your new dog? He sure looks like a wolf!" "Yup, that's Jake! I don't think he's an actual wolf, he's too smart and well-trained to be raised in the wild." The brunette kneeled down and scratched his neck fur and behind his ears, then pushed him over to lie down and then scratched his belly. Jake could see why dogs always lied down when a person gets down to that level. Belly rubs and ear scratches felt incredible! Hannah was still getting ready as the cute brunette kept rubbing his belly. Her hands kept getting closer to his junk until she actually started stroking his sheath, prompting his cock to make an appearance. This was even better than belly rubs! "Wow, he IS huge!" She said with wide eyes and a big grin. Hannah came over and saw what she was doing. "Adriana, don't get him horny. Nia won't let him fuck Sasha." Adriana just smiled and stopped stroking him. "Yeah, for a wolf, he's very well-behaved." Jake sat up and she gave him kisses and hugs as she roughed up his neck fur. "You don't have a collar for him yet?" "Oh yeah! I also picked up his dog tag today. I was going to put it on his collar first." She got the collar off the island and attached a metal tag to the large black buckle collar and then put it around his neck, making sure it was loose, but also asking Jake if that felt OK. Jake just nodded. He wasn't about to get out of his collar. That tag would be his saving grace if he ever got picked up by animal control. Hannah's phone dinged. "Nia's here!" She then looked at Jake and asked, "Do you want to go to the dog park with Sasha?" Jake stood up and started walking toward Hannah. The three of them left the house and locked it up, then walked up the sidewalk to where an ebony beauty was standing beside a blue Toyota Tacoma with matching blue topper. Nia was slightly taller than Hannah or Adriana at around 5-foot-7, with black hair and brown eyes. Nia looked at Jake with wide eyes. "Uh Hannah, that's a wolf! Wolves kill dogs like Sasha." "Jake might look like a wolf, but he's a big softy. He won't harm Sasha." "He better not!" was all she said as she opened the topper and opened the tailgate. "Get in!" It was a good thing Jake had practiced jumping today, although this required a bit more precision. Fortunately, he made it on the first try. He lay down on a blanket in the truck bed as she closed the tailgate and topper behind him. Sasha, Nia's Golden Labrador, was curled up in a dog bed at the front of the box. She monitored Jake, but he couldn't tell if she was scared or simply uninterested. Fish Creek Provincial Park did not allow any off-leash animals, so they went for a short drive to the off-leash park. Upon parking, Nia opened the backend of the truck and both Sasha and Jake jumped out and waited until the girls attached leashes to their collars and they walked through the parking lot. Once in the off-leash area, the leashes were removed and Sasha immediately ran off, but only went about fifty metres before turning around and running back. Hannah looked at Jake. "You need exercise-go-run!" As Sasha returned, Nia took out a tennis ball and threw it. Jake ran after the ball as well, not to retrieve the ball, but just to keep up with Sasha. She was fast! Jake worked on his running, since he couldn't really do that in the backyard. He made it look like an attempt to get the ball, but always let Sasha take it. He really didn't want to put that drool-covered ball in his mouth. The girls walked along the path and kept throwing the ball ahead, eventually nearing the end of the dog park, which wasn't far from where the provincial park merged with the Bow River. Jake was enjoying the running, even if he was just running back and forth, pretending to play fetch. As they reached the end of the pathway, Nia threw the ball almost to the fence. Well, it wasn't much of a fence, just a rope fence between some posts to show where the off-leash area ended. The girls had stopped walking, and Jake was being petted and roughed up by both Adriana and Hannah, leaving Sasha to retrieve the ball on her own. Suddenly Nia shouted. "Sasha, stop!" The girls looked and saw a wolf that looked just like Jake, except scrawnier, running to intercept or attack Sasha. Recognizing Brent and unsure of what he was going to do, Jake took off at a full run. Brent was biting the back of Sasha's neck and trying to fuck her when Jake arrived and tackled Brent off of Sasha. The scrawny wolf was furious at getting cock-blocked, as he regained his footing-growling as he turned around. Brent then realized who had pushed him and relaxed. "Fuck Jake! I was wondering where you went. I thought maybe you got caught." He then noticed the collar. "Whoa, you are someone's pet now?" "Yes, I managed to make friends with some humans, so don't go doing something that's going to disrupt the plan to break this curse. They trust me! Remember? Dean's plan, but with human backup." "Yeah, yeah, you've completed step one of your plan. Kudos. Have you seen Larry or Nina? I haven't seen Nina in a long time, but I usually see Larry every other day or so, but haven't seen him in days." "Nope, haven't seen either of them." Sasha had already grabbed the ball and ran back to Nia, so to the girls it just looked like a wolf stand-off, since they were speaking telepathically. Hannah eventually shouted, "Jake!" Jake looked back at Hannah, then at Brent. "Gotta go! Be patient. My communication is pretty limited right now, but we're getting better. Hey, she knows my name! I will tell her the entire story on the next full moon. Then I figure the girls can get the ball rolling on confronting the witches. I'm hoping to be human by the full moon after next." "Good luck, Jake!" Brent said as he turned and sauntered away. Jake then trotted back to the girls and Nia even got down and gave Jake a hug. "Thank you, Jake! I guess being a big bad wolf has its advantages." Sasha had received a cut on her neck, so the walk back to the truck was quicker, with no ball throwing. The dogs jumped up into the truck and they were soon being dropped off at Hannah's place, with Nia saying she was going to take Sasha to the vet to get checked out. When they got home, Jake had just lain down in the dog bed. All that running had tired him out. The girls were discussing movies, while Hannah started making popcorn and Adriana grabbed some sodas and set them on the coffee table. She then crawled over to Jake. She was not wearing a bra and her shirt was very loose fitting. Jake could see her breasts. Adriana smiled as his cock exposed itself. "See something you like, Jake?" Jake nodded. She pulled a breast out of her shirt and Jake happily licked her nipple, then she exposed her other breast and he repeated the action. Then she started rubbing Jake's belly and working her way down to his cock. Soon she was stroking his cock and Jake's cock was itching for action now. The microwave dinged to signal that the popcorn was ready, so Adriana abandoned what she was doing. She licked the precum off her hand and then joined Hannah as they settled onto the couch. Jake's cock still itched. One nice thing about being a dog, though, is it was easy to lick yourself. It wasn't the same as a blowjob, but it actually felt pretty good and made the itching stop. Seeing Jake licking himself, Hannah questioned Adriana. "Did you get him all horny again?" "Who, me?" She said with mock surprise. "Jake's a big boy! If you keep giving him blue balls, he may just get frustrated and fuck you!" Adriana smiled. "Would that be so bad?" Hannah kissed Adriana. "You slut!" "Yeah, but you love it! Besides, you gotta admit. Jake has quite the package." "Yeah, he does. I don't think I'm ready to go that far yet." "Have you let him lick you?" "Yeah, he's pretty good in that department." "And you're calling me a slut? Get him to do it, I want to watch." "Just a second. Let me go change." She said as she got up and went into the bedroom. Coming out moments later in her nightshirt. "Do you have another nightshirt?" "Right side, second drawer down." Adriana then went into the bedroom and came out a minute later wearing a nightshirt. Before she returned from changing, Hannah had spread her legs apart and Jake was licking her sweet slit. Adriana emerged from the bedroom and watched the scene before her. Eventually rubbing Hannah's clit as Jake licked away. As Hannah orgasmed, Adriana slid a finger inside and made her squirt even more. Jake licked with fervour. Adriana then mimicked Hannah's position as Jake moved over and began licking her pussy. She had a thin brown landing strip above her clit and she definitely had a distinct taste from Hannah, but she was even juicier. Adriana had been using the fingers from one hand to spread her nether lips, but Hannah used both hands and gaped Adriana's pussy wide open. This allowed Jake's extra long tongue to delve deep inside her honey pot. It did not take long before Adriana was cumming all over Jake's tongue. "Wow, that was intense!" Adriana said as she tried to get her breathing under control. Then she looked at Jake, who was happily panting away with his cock peeking out of its sheath, watching the half-dressed women. Adriana looked at Hannah and then at Jake. "You have to admit he has a pretty impressive package-and I'm curious." She then got down on the floor, began rubbing Jake's belly and eventually his cock. Coaxing more of his length out of its hiding place. "Curious? What are you going to get down on all fours and let him fuck you?" Hannah said as she watched in fascination. "I know girls do it and I've even seen a video on the Internet once. I remember dogs get attached to the females somehow and you have to wait." Hannah was curiously watching what Adriana was doing. "What's his cock feel like?" "It's got a bit of a different feel than a guy's cock, but it's warm and hard and reacts just like a guy." She then licked her hand, which was covered in precum. "His precum tastes about the same. Slightly salty, and there's more of it." Hannah reached out and touched his cock, followed by licking the precum off her hand. She raised her eyebrows and agreed. "Not bad! I'm still not sure I'd let him fuck me though." "Jake deserves some relief." Adriana said as she turned around and leaned on the couch with her elbows. Her ass facing Jake's direction. Hannah asked, "Are you really sure you want to try this?" "Yes. Come on, Jake, fuck me!" Hannah looked at Jake. "Are you OK doing this, Jake? Do you even want to do this?" Jake nodded. Hannah smiled and said, "This slut is all yours! Make her pay for getting you all horny. Get your rocks off!" Jake moved behind Adriana and gave her pussy and ass a good lick as Adriana spread her ass cheeks apart for him. "Mount me, Jake." Because of Jake's enormous size, he could step over Adriana with his paws still on the floor. After a couple of exploratory thrusts, he suddenly found his cock engulfed by Adriana's warmth. With the target acquired, Jake thrust as deep into Adriana as he could. She just squealed in surprise, but she did not move away. Jake was so happy to fuck a woman again, even if he was getting used to this new form of doggy style. He pounded her pussy relentlessly, all the while being careful not to scratch or hurt her. It only took a couple of minutes of furious fucking before Jake felt this incredible pressure in his balls as he thrust as deep as he could. Suddenly he howled as it felt like his cock exploded deep inside Adriana, causing her to scream her orgasm as well. Adriana clenched her fists and buried her head into the couch, simply saying fuck, repeatedly. Hannah just stared at her friend with a bit of worry. "Are you OK?" Adriana caught her breath and looked at Hannah with an ear-to-ear smile. "Oh, my god! That was incredible. My pussy feels so full! It's like being fisted, but with the added sensation of warm squirts of doggy cum flooding my womb." Hannah tried to push Jake off, but Adriana just groaned. "Uh Hannah ... remember when I said dogs get stuck in the females? I think we're stuck." Hannah looked confused. "What do you mean?" "Can you look? My pussy feels so full right now and I can't really move." His upper body was just resting on Adriana's back, but he could still feel her pussy wrapped snugly around his cock. Jake made some slight movements, but her pussy was not letting go. It felt good, so he was happy to prolong this experience. Hannah moved around behind, lifted his tail, and looked down between their legs. "Well, his cock doesn't look that big. In fact, it looks like it's not much bigger than a finger!" "Well, it sure feels big!" "Let me try something." Hannah then pulled Adriana's labia apart, eventually causing squirts of cum to escape the seal. "Oh my god, it IS huge!" She continued to spread Adriana's pussy open until eventually his cock popped free of the confines of Adriana's pussy, along with a hefty puddle of cum. As Adriana was inspecting her pussy, which was leaking a copious amount of cum, Hannah was staring at Jake's cock. "I can't believe he's that huge! Wow!" Jake had to admit, his cock even impressed himself! His cock was enormous and there was this big knot near the base. That was what got him stuck in Adriana-mind you, she felt fantastic! Adriana simply smiled. "You should try it! I'll definitely let him fuck me again." "Seriously? His cock got stuck inside you and you want to do it again?" "Think about it. He's loyal, won't blabber to his friends, and you can have sex whenever you want it. Plus, it feels absolutely incredible-so primal!" Hannah looked back and forth between Adriana and Jake, unsure of what to say. Finally she said, "You're bigger than me. I'm worried if he fucks me, he'll break my pussy!" Then she laughed. "Wouldn't that be an awkward conversation with the doctor? Yeah doc, I hurt myself trying to fuck my dog." Both girls laughed at that, but then Adriana came up with an idea. "Nia's fisted me before. It feels incredible. Fucking Jake is like getting fisted, but with the added sensation of hot cum squirting into you. You should seriously try fisting. It'll ease your mind about him breaking you?" Hannah smiled. "Nia fisted you? We've never tried that before." Adriana got on her knees and turned her ass toward Hannah. "Go ahead, I'm sure there's more than enough doggy cum inside for lubrication." Hannah was on her knees, fingering Adriana's pussy and spreading the lubrication around, starting with three fingers, then four, and finally tucking her thumb into her palm and slipping her entire hand into Adriana's pussy. Adriana just moaned her approval as Hannah fucked her fist in and out. It didn't take long for Adriana to cum from that. As Hannah withdrew her cum-covered hand, both girls licked the juices. Then, with a smile, Adriana reminded Hannah that some of that cum was Jake's. Hannah then sat on the couch and rubbed his cum all over her pussy. Adriana crawled over and began working her fingers into Hannah's quivering quim. It took a bit of work before Adriana could even broach the point of fisting. Hannah was biting her bottom lip and must've been holding her breath, because when Adriana's hand sunk in to the wrist, Hannah's eyes shot open and she exhaled. "Holy fuck! I feel stuffed." "Do you want me to continue or stop?" "Keep going." Adriana slowly twisted her hand, not really moving it in or out, just twisting. Hannah moaned in appreciation as Adriana pulled out and push in slowly. Hannah's pussy looked obscenely stretched around her friend's hand. As Hannah relaxed and got used to the sensation, Adriana could pick up the pace and eventually it was full extraction and reinsertion as Hannah's pussy made a slurping, sloshing sound. Eventually she orgasmed, closing her legs and preventing Adriana from withdrawing her hand. Adriana slowly withdrew from the petite blonde as she and kissed Hannah passionately. As the kiss broke, they both looked at the popcorn and simultaneously said, "Movie time!" They went to the washroom and cleaned up, but were soon back on the couch and going through the movie selection, eventually choosing a movie Jake hadn't even heard of. The movie didn't interest Jake at all, and all the running was catching up with him as he just went to sleep in the dog bed. When he awoke, the movie was over, and the girls were no longer there. A quick glance at the clock revealed it was nearing midnight. After getting a drink of water and a bite of the dog food, which didn't taste all that bad, he went into the bedroom and found Adriana was sleeping in his spot. He had suspected that was going to be the case, so he just let them rest. They both had classes tomorrow. Jake had to go to the washroom, so he let himself outside. The night air was cool, but with his fur coat, it actually wasn't as chilling as he expected. As he was doing his business in the dog run, he still couldn't believe Adriana let him fuck her. Fucking as a dog was definitely a unique experience from doing it as a human, but the orgasm was nothing short of spectacular. As he was about to go back into the house, he heard a wolf's howl off in the distance. Jumping the fence, Jake ran off in the howl's direction, which was west toward the Bow River side of the park. Moments later he found Brent fucking some strange dog, but she was fighting him and he wasn't having much luck. Jake's arrival distracted him and the bitch got away. "Jake, what is it with you constantly cock-blocking me?" "Sorry man, this is the first time I've sneaked out at night. I just ran in the direction I heard a howl." "Well, I didn't howl." As if on queue, they heard the howl. It sounded further towards the Bow River end of the park. "Maybe it's Nina?" Brent said as he turned and ran in that direction. Jake followed him. It felt good to run. As they passed the unmarked perimeter of the park, they continued to follow the green space that bordered the Bow River as it flowed south through the city. Eventually coming upon a female wolf that looked like she was defending a deer she had killed from five coyotes. Brent informed Jake. "That's not Nina, she's an actual wolf!" Jake and Brent sauntered between the coyotes and the wolf. The wolf eyed Brent and Jake, realizing they were not part of her pack. While the coyotes, seeing their numerical advantage disintegrate, decided better than to try fighting the three larger wolves and ran away. Jake wasn't about to eat the deer, but Brent tried to sneak in for a bite. The wolf just growled, but didn't really show any signs of further aggression. Since Brent wasn't showing any aggression, she eventually let him come in and tear off a chunk of meat. Jake's stomach turned at seeing the carnage of eating the raw meat. He had to break this curse somehow. They did not deserve to be turned into dogs just because they were men. Every time he got thinking about what that witch had done, it upset him more and if he didn't find something else to think about, he'd eventually work himself into a frenzy. A part of him that got so upset he just wanted to go bust in her door and rip her to shreds. As Brent and the female wolf were eating, a bear wandered out of the trees and started towards them. The female wolf bit off a sizeable chunk of meat and then ran away. Brent either didn't notice the bear or didn't care. It wasn't until the bear made his presence known that Brent got the hint. You don't mess with a hungry bear! "Jake, you didn't get any meat. You should've gotten some while the getting was good." He then spotted the tag around Jake's neck. "Oh yeah, you're someone's pet now. You get store-bought food or leftovers and fresh water all the time. How's the plan for breaking the curse coming along?" "It's been 2 days! It's going to take some time. I seriously doubt I will accomplish anything until the next full moon. Any idea when that is?" "There's half a moon in the sky, so I would say we're about halfway between moons." Brent said, before his ears perked up and he ran off to the North. Jake didn't hear whatever Brent did. Looking around, he didn't see any immediate threats. Either way, he didn't want to hang around too long alone, so he ran back to the house, although as he passed his own house, he jumped the fence into the backyard. He tried the door handle again, but found it still locked. His parents probably did that as a security precaution or from a suggestion by the police. He really wanted to tell them he was OK. He walked around the side of the house and saw that they had recovered his work truck, so there was that. It also meant they would suspect foul play. Hopefully, they traced his phone and looked in the cloud backup. As he was just about to jump the fence and go back to Hannah's, he stepped in some mud. His dad must've drained and cleaned the hot tub. Probably to save electricity, since his mom and dad rarely ever used it. Jake used it several times per week. Having muddy paws, Jake got an idea. Using the mud from the hot tub, he wrote his name in mud on the patio. Surely, if his parents saw the mud, they'd look at the surveillance cameras and see a wolf writing his name. They had a doorbell cam, a cam watching the garage and a cam under the balcony that watched Jake's patio and the backyard. It was just one more way to tell them he was OK and to keep looking. Having left the message, Jake hopped the fence and sauntered back to Hannah's place, making sure all the mud was off his paws, but then deciding to just sleep in the doghouse with the heated mat.