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Chapter #3
April, the artisan werewolf
by: Unknown
As you make your way across the vast shoreline, you see someone coming across the beach towards you, the site of whom causes you to utter "Oh shit." It was April, the werewolf with a borderline unhealthy obsession with you. As she looks down at you with a toothy smile, you notice she's wearing a rather skimpy black two-piece, no doubt to get your attention.
You knew it would be pointless to run, because April would easily catch you. So all you could do was hope the didn't do anything drastic. "Hello Stephen, darling!" Says April as she bends down to see you, giving you a view of her cleavage. "Hi, April." You say as politely as possible "Nice swimsuit."
April smiles from ear to ear when you say that. "Do you like it? I picked it especially for you." She spins around to show you her back, revealing the bottom of her bikini to be nothing more than a thong, her huge, rounded rump in plain view, with her tail wagging above it. "So Stephen, I was wondering, maybe you would like to, oh I don't know, spend the day with me?"
You knew that if you wanted to see the end of this day, you had better agree. April was obsessed with you, and if you refused, who knows what she would do? You reluctantly accept her offer. April gives a small squeezing of delight before picking you up and placing you snuggly between her breasts. "Comfy?" You wouldn't say it out loud, but you actually we're kind of enjoying you current spot. As April heads back to her jewelry stand, she is approached by someone.
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