Making you musky

"Now that you're a werewolf, do you want to be as smelly as me?" She asked. She was now completely transformed herself and her musk was now at its full potency, especially on her feet and in her armpits. You had to admit now that you were a werewolf yourself, it kind of smelled good.

"Sure," You reply. "What are you thinking of doing?"

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