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Posted:Jan 2, 2023 9:32 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2024 7:20 am
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My name is (or was) Ulf Pedersen and I was born in Norway in the middle of the 19th century. When I was very young, the curse of lycanthropy fell on me, which led me to commit great crimes and turned my life into a continuous wandering through lonely places. Over time I learned to control my murderous instincts, but I couldn't forget the past and, to flee from the remorse that tormented me, I decided to break all the ties that tied me to Humanity, turning myself forever into a wild beast. Although I did my best to avoid my former peers, they persecuted me viciously and, not wanting to face them, I sought refuge in Agartha, a mysterious country located in the interior of Asia. Only a few tribes with primitive customs lived there, scattered across inhospitable wastelands and primordial forests. On the other hand, wild animals abounded everywhere, so that I would never lack food there.
One day, as I was wandering on the moors, I saw a pack of wolves trying to hunt down a boy of about fourteen or fifteen, who, though he ran desperately, had no chance of outwitting his hungry pursuers. Although I had become as bestial and savage as the wolves themselves, I still had something of my old human heart, so I decided to intervene on the boy's behalf. I stood in front of the wolves and managed to scare them away after killing their leader with a claw. Then I turned to go back the way I had come, but to my surprise, the boy, instead of running away from me, insisted on following me to thank me. Their language, although different from any European language, was partly understandable to me, for it resembled the old Scandinavian dialect used by the elders of my home town. On the other hand, in that land humans still did not feel different from beasts and believed, in their primitive ingenuity, that they could understand everything that was said to them.
He told me, with all the naturalness in the world:
-Thank you very much for saving me! My name is Val and I want to get to the coast to see other countries. Why do not you come with me? So if the wolves come back, we'll fight them together.
I didn't need the help of any brat to defend myself against the wolves, but since I was sorry to leave him alone in that dangerous place, I resigned myself to accompany him until he reached his destination.
Despite the hard life he had led in his village, Val was a truly handsome boy, with a slender body, smooth white skin, blond hair, and beautiful blue eyes. His only weapon was a very sharp knife, but he knew how to handle it with deadly efficiency. I must admit that, despite his youth and his apparent weakness, Val was an excellent ally when it came to hunting. I was in charge of scaring the prey and forcing it to flee towards the place where he was waiting for it, hidden among the heather and with his knife ready to plunge into the meat. Once we managed to catch a huge wild boar, which provided us with a delicious feast. Val managed to light a fire, thanks to which I was able to eat roast meat for the first time in a long time. When the feast was over, I was left gnawing on the bones by the ashes of the fire, but Val, who had bloodied herself while finishing off the boar, stepped aside to bathe in a nearby pond.
Then I heard a terrified scream and I rushed towards the lagoon, fearing that Val was in danger. I saw that she had fallen into the hands of a ferocious cannibalistic tribe, and since she hadn't had time to get dressed, I found out that she was actually a girl. No doubt she had disguised herself as a boy so that no captain would hesitate to admit her as a member of his crew. That is why the cannibals, instead of killing her immediately, planned to take her back to their camp, to her before turning her into their dinner.

I rushed at them and killed many, but also received numerous wounds during the melee. Although we werewolves are hard to kill, as our recovery process is much faster than that of normal people, the loss of blood made me so weak that I couldn't stand up. When they saw me fall, the few surviving cannibals let out a terrifying cry of triumph as they prepared to finish me off with their spears. But Val seized the sword of a dead man and faced them, displaying courage and skill unthinkable in a girl her age. It finished them all in a matter of seconds, but for me it was already too late. I didn't care about the fact of dying, because life had long ceased to be pleasant to me, but I knew that my soul could only rest in peace if it died at the hands of a friend. Then I gave Val a pleading look, which she interpreted correctly, and she plunged her sword into my heart, tears of pain streaming down her beautiful face.
When I had exhaled my last breath, Val, still with tears in her eyes, resumed her journey towards the coast. But that is his story and mine ends here.
EVEN THOUGH MY LIFE WAS HARD I WAS ABLE TO ENJOY IT TO THE MAXIMUM EVEN THOUGH I DAMAGED AND WAS DAMAGED I ENJOYED MANY COMPANIONS
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Posted:Dec 21, 2022 3:52 pm
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2024 7:20 am
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I went jogging and heard a girl who needed help. The sewage pipe had broken. I told her not to worry, I'd fix it, that has a solution, come on, my shirt and pants were already a little sweaty and stuck to my body. The girl looks at me and tells me to go ahead, her house is my house, she takes me by the hand to the kitchen, I lie down on the floor to check the pipes, but there is something in my body that cannot be hidden, and with sweaty pants and Less stuck, she looks for the tools and passes them to me and it's my turn I tell her please I'm the touch one and if she gets up she has to eat, I start to repair the pipe she simply touches my penis and lowers the streak, she takes it out and she takes her mouth and begins to suck it I couldn't even finish repairing the pipe I got naked I had to put her in the dishwasher and undress her, I kissed her legs and with my tongue I went up each part of her thighs until I reached her vagina where I took all in time with my tongue to turn it ag Turn her around and introduce my penis. I had to have intercourse with my hands on her breasts, touching her weights. I didn't know she would scream so much, since there was a cousin in her house who appeared at the door and admired us for a few minutes. I placed her in various places. positions so as not to go into details my tongue ran through every part of her body those abdominals vagina thighs and legs I made her cum about 5 times she was exhausted and I was too hard I looked at the door and the cousin was looking at us and touching herself the girl gets dressed satisfied and tells me that She's going to take a bath, okay, I'm going to go out and her cousin grabs me in the living room, I picked her up and placed her on the furniture, I grabbed her breasts with my mouth, her vagina with my hands, watery from watching so much, but with a small vagina, only half of me entered. penis but I enjoyed my body and every part of it as if it were the last day of my life I had sex for 6 hours with her my penis hurt but I loved it imagine the size of my penis and now inflamed but it was worth every moment it was worth it



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