Panther Oc Novels & Stories

My panther does not miss. And this time was no exception. I felt her claws sink into Angel's flesh, followed by a piercing scream. I felt Ike's hands roughly grabbing my panther by the shoulders and Nate yelling at me to stop. He must have shifted back. But my panther didn't care. She didn't care even when she heard Ike yelling that it wasn't what it looked like. She sank her teeth into Angel's shoulder, not flinching a muscle as Angel kicked at her and tried shoving her fingers in my panther's eyes. I could tell she was trying to shift, but she was probably too hurt already. My panther was going to kill her.

My mind was so much bent on figuring this out that I didn't realise I was the only one left in that crate area that lead to the reserve. Scratch the panther's skin, scratch the panther's skin. Scratch the panther's skin and it will reveal its true self to you. Scratch the...panther?...panther?..black...scratch...to reveal..blac... And it dawned on me. I felt the black surface of the crate's bottom. It felt like plywood. I clinched my palm into a fist and pounded twice on it. It gave way to reveal an AWM and DP-28 with 8× scope and 6× scope respectively with two energy can drinks.

“Now, Panther wants to eat your throat. If you’re messing with my head, it’s working.” I decide to give him an offer he can’t resist. He’d forget about what led to it and focus on emptying himself inside me. It always works. “Carlton, what are you doing?” Mom's nostrils flare. “Don’t…” Nodding at Mom, I undo his fly, freeing his cock. The large, veiny, pierced mass of flesh slaps my cheek, trailing precum down my face. Panther’s purplish head is swollen, and heat emanates from his gigantic nuts.