Who's a bitch? You are!

"I only have one last thing before I let you go. You snickered at that remark you made earlier when you called me a bitch. A bitch is a female, and I'm male. What the hell do you think is so funny?"

The wolf backs off in fear. You didn't think his tail could go any lower, but it does now. His belly is against the ground. "Uhm, uhh..." "Spit it out." You're getting a little flustered. Thinking about it, you realize that that blush from earlier never really went away and now that the adrenaline is gone it's back full force. "Well, I know you were male as a human, but... well, look yourself over. You should be able to see beneath yourself."

You're shocked at the implications of what he just said. You do a mental check of your body and begin to realize he's not kidding. You can't feel anything sticking out down there aside from your tail. Fearfully, you crane your head to look beneath you as much as you can. You see your belly, but your neck won't allow you to see past it. You see a couple of red bumps though - nipples, you realize in horror. Male wolves don't have nipples. "No, no, no no! It can't be! Oh my god, no..." you whine softly aloud as you continue looking. You roll over on your back to get a better look, and are finally able to look over the front of your sternum. And all doubt is removed. Your family jewels are no where to be seen, and instead a vaginal tract graces your lupine nether regions. Crap.

This means that earlier, he licked you because he thought you were hot. And that flushing means that your body thinks he's hot too. And that would mean that when he was backing you into a corner... Double crap.

Suddenly you look up, and the other wolf has gotten closer. Much closer. And you're still on your back... Ohhhh crap. What are you gonna do now!?

Written by Fovix

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