Looking around at the collection of characters assembled in the dingy sex shop, I'm struck by the differences between Vamps and Lycans. The vamps carry themselves like aristocratic mafia lords, enjoying the finer things in life while they plot mankind's enlavement. Lycans obviously inhabit the other end of the social spectrum - truckers, bikers, meth cooking hillbillies and other lowlifes seem to be assembled in this wrong side of town sex den, where every aisle is covered in cheap and nasty sex toys, rape and BDSM porn DVDs, and "sexy" lingerie and costumes on mannequins. With my blonde hair in pigtails and my mostly transparent white sun dress, I couldn't look or feel more out of place; and I realize they are all staring at me with the same feral look in their eyes. I hear them muttering and chuckling to one another and am suprised by an involutary tingle in my pussy. I can't seem to think straight, my mind constantly circling back to the disgusting but addictive taste of vampire cum. I just need to get some more so I can think straight and then I'll try and escape; I promise myself with a junkie's resolve.

I look up at the muscular and tattooed old man behind the counter who has greeted me. Like the rest of them he is dressed in denim and leather and wouldn't seem out of place in a prison yard; but he's smiling with an insincere innocence. "Um...my name is Annie...M...Mistress Josephine told me to c...come here for your...p...party" I manage to stammer, my voice sounding overly loud in the hushed shop.

"Is that so? Old Jo did say she was sending me something nice for my birthday; but you are just delightful, sweetheart. Here's the thing, though, she sent me a picture of my present to my phone, but I'm not sure you're what she intended for me. I'd sure hate to get the wrong present on my birthday; can you confirm this is you?" He holds up his phone and shows me a crystal clear picture of my own big bimbo tits (why do I think of my body that way? I can't help myself)). "I need to be sure for security reasons, you know" A chuckle echoes round the room menancingly.

"Y...yes sir, those are my...boobies. I can...I can prove it for you" I say awkwardly, and blushing like a school girl. He raises his eyebrows, all innocence and politeness. Sighing in defeat and feeling a throb in my pussy I slowly reach behind my back and undo the zip on my sundress, then, in full view of the assembled crowd I peel the white material off my shoulders and down to my waist, exposing my big, perky and firm tits for all to see. An appreciative round of whistles and catcalls breaks out around the room. After being nude in your dungeon for so long, I am suprised that the humiliation feels horribly fresh after only just reacquiring some clothes.

"Very nice, Annie. I've seen more tits in my life than you've had hot meals, and those are some real beauties. Now my name is Tyson, but you will always call me daddy. Never finish a sentence without calling me daddy, you hear? Good girl. Now just listen good with your big tits out while I school you on how this works. Old Jo has sent you to us for 24 hours, starting when you walked through those doors, and believe me we paid dearly for the privelege. There's twelve of us here in this pack - well twelve males - and we're all going to fuck you. You'll be fucked by us in this here human form, and then you'll be fucked by us in our Lycan form, which is a wolfman kinda deal, and then you're gonna get fucked by us in our full wolf form. That's how we Lycans like to party. What do you say, Annie?"

I stare at him stupidly, horrified at what he is saying, my boobs exposed. My pussy dampens and my mouth dries up. "I...that sounds...like a fun party.....Daddy." i hear myself saying even as my mind recoils.

"Good girl. Now, why don't we get started? On the shelf behind you you'll find some dog collars, a steal at $4.99. Pick one up and put it on yourself" I blush, and still topless pick out a black leather dog collar. Removing the sales tag, I then slip it around my throat and fix it in place. "Thank you daddy" I say when I turn back to him.

"Now pick yourself up a shopping basket and grab some things for me. Nipples clamps, a whip, a paddle, the two biggest dildos you can find, a ball gag and some handcuffs. It's nice of a pretty young girl like you to help an old man with his errands" There is laughter from the pack as I scurry to carry out his command. Basket underarm, I move topless through the store, picking out the items he requested while the pack ogle and laugh at me. I shudder when I see the selection of dildos, but place the two largest ones in my basket before returning to the checkout. There are more chuckles while he scans the items through the till, each beep getting a laugh from the pack.

Then he attaches a chain to my self selected collar and leads me back behind the shop and down into a basement. If the Lycans are different in person from the vamps, they must use the same sex dungeon decorater as I'm familiar with the idea right away. Chains, dirty mattresses on the floor. I still have the sundress bunched around my waist and a pair of white sandals on my feet. "Lets see the rest of you, Annie. Lose the dress". By now the dungeon is full, forming a circle around me. Slowly I peel the sundress down over my ass, exposing the innocent white panties Josephine had provided me and falling to my ankles. Then as the pack tightens around me I peel off the white panties.Daddy...I mean Tyson, holds out his hand and I pass them over. He sniffs them while staring at my nude form, still wearing the white sandals and white knee socks. "Happy birthday, d...daddy" I say nervously.

"Ok, sweetie, put those nipple clamps on those perky little nips of yours." I wince in pain as I snap the clips onto my sensitive poor nipples. "Now jiggle them fat titties for us. Good girl. You ready to get raped, little girl? Let us hear how much you want it" says Tyson...daddy...with a leer. Josephine has been teaching me dirty talk so I know whats expected. " Um...please rape me daddy. Fuck my wet pussy like the whore I am daddy. Make me jerk you off with my titties daddy." i squeeze my tits for them, my clamped nipples throbbing painfully.

Suddenly he lunges at me and I discover that wolf packs rape the way they hunt - ruthlessly and as a pack. Suddenly I'm manhandled by four, five of them, each brutally groping and fingering my three holes, and then they take out their cocks and position me for a triple penetration. Daddy choses my tight plump ass, roaring with satisfaction as he drives home balls deep into my dry asshole. A beefy stinking biker type takes my pussy, forcing me to ride him while daddy squats behind me. A leering hillbilly grabs my hair and drives himself deep into my throat, forcing my nose into his pubic hair with one thrust. My hands are placed onto two more cocks and I begin to jerk them off, pointing them at my tits which bounce wildly and freely, up and down, my clamped nipples throbbing.

They rape me in this way for what seems like hours. Always I seem to have two or more cocks inside me, usually more. Each one of them takes a turn enjoying each of my holes. The constant sodomy is agonising, my plump cheerleader ass a searing source of pain as whenever its not being penetrated its being beaten, the paddle and whip I chose getting a good workout.

Then without warning they strip off their remaining clothes and with a sound of ripping flesh they transform into half wolf, half man forms. I barely have time to scream before they are on me, animalistically rutting into me. Their cocks have now grown much larger, and I scream in agony as each one rapes me in turn, taking me in every way that a woman can be raped. Clawed hands hold me place while I tittyfuck each beast in turn, their hairy bodies flexing as they rub their beast cocks between my "funbags" as Josephine has me call them. i find myself lost in a haze of pain and terror that seems endless.

When it ends, its only so it can get worse. Eventually I am bent over a small table and hand cuffed to its legs. It seems to be a signal, and the entire group transforms into giant wolves, each the size of a pony, or in daddys case a horse. My thashing screams do not deter them as each one mounts me and fucks me in my ass. Their cocks have now become searing weapons of torture, rutting into my ass and pussy while their paws press down on my shoulders, their claws digging into my flesh. Werewolve cum spurts from my body with each thrust but as I am not yet addicted to it it brings me no comfort.

It seems endless, but eventually I feel daddy cum deep in my ass, and then I feel his claws transform into normal hands, gripping my shoulders. "wwhoooeee! Now thats what I call a birthday party. Sadly, gentlemen we have to get Cinderella back to he vamps or wwe may a penalty." There are boos from his pack, all of whom are now back to human form. " But lets send her back in style." He uncuffs me and when I slump to the floor he tosses my dress back at me. I am still wearing my knee socks aand sandals, incredibly. Shivering and still in pain I pull the dress over my spermy, sweaty body. Then he tosses the two big dildos to me. "One up the ass and one in your pussy, sweetheart". I moan but he only has to transform back into a wolf to get me moving. "No pleeeease daddy i'll be god and I'll put these inside myself pleeeas don't rape me with your big wolf cock daddy" I scream as I squat and painfully work the first black dildo into my abused pussy. I'm stretched out but my slayer healing is already tightening up my pussy around the hard plastic as I work it deep into my cunt. The second one is more difficult as my guts are already full of sperm and plastic, but by sitting on it I am able to double penetrate myself. After a few minutes I stop screaming even as I feel my pussy and asshole grip the dildos tightly.

"Enjoy the walk home darling. You'll be watched the whole way, and if you take those out or clean yourself up or take off the collar you'll be alking in to a world of hurt from Josephine" I am half dragged, half carried to the front door and thrown out onto the street. In agony I force myself up, and then moan in pain as I realize the dildos are really vibrators. They begin buzzing inside me as I begin the ultimate street whore walk of shame, the sperm and sweat staining my pretty dress, my nipple clamps painfully obvious to even a casual observer, my hair in disaray and stiff with wolf spunk. It's at least six miles back to your hideout.