Romans & histoires Sonic The Werehog And Amy The Werehog

We heal fast and although Flair refused to wait for even a second to heal before hitting the road, trying to find us a way out of here, he was still strong but not as strong as he used to be because he still needed some rest. "Are you string enough to take down some wolves?" Jameson asked, shifting his gaze to Flair. "Of course," Flair said. They stood, getting ready to attack the wolves. As soon as the wolves came out of their hiding, Jameson arched his brows, seeing that it was sone people from their class. They looked like people who had just undergone a big war. "Amy," I said, recognizing one of them. "Avery... We need to get the hell out of here before it claims our life, I don't want t

Amy said "What do you mean?" I asked angrily. I knew my eyes were dark as night. My wolf and I didn't like what Amy had just said. I could tell Amy knew I was upset because she started to shake a little. I could smell a little fear on her. "Um, I know you might not want to hear this, but I know Sof doesn't like me. I am a little worried that she is making the Pack not like me as well by badmouthing me to them," Amy said

Amy growled even more because Zack added a finger to it. While Zack was doing that, Amy felt as if something was coming out of her womanhood. "M-something is going to come out ughhhh.. I-I'm peeing ohh," he said to Zack and Zack sped up what he was doing "Uuhhhhh ...y-that's ohhhh.. Ahhh... it's coming out!!! !" Amy growled loudly as she was taken out. Zack didn't miss the opportunity and ate Amy's femininity, "ugghh..ahhh ... s-saglit ughh..." Amy growled when Zack did that. "ahhhh..hhh..ohhh," Because Amy is still sensitive, her growling got even louder.

Please' "Jones, please save me. Do not let them take me. Please do not let your father kill me. Please" Those were her last words as Mr Jones Vones watched I-kill drag his girlfriend by the hair. Amy kicked and screamed and stretched her hands towards him but he could not do anything. He watched as his girlfriend was eaten alive by I-kill. I-kill transformed into a werewolf in his very own eyes and devoured his girlfriend. The only girl he had loved. His Amy.

She urged and I did just that. I heard it. It was a low howl of anguish. A cry for help. My mind quickly clicked to Natalie, the familiar situation ringing our memories into my head. "It's not her. This is not Gina's scent." Amy's words tore down my hope. Gina was Natalie's wolf. The same way Natalie and I were best friends, Gina and Amy were close friends too. The howl went on, struggling, forced, and weaker. The wolf was giving up. I couldn't bring my mind to ignore it, to mindlessly continue my escape journey. Sacrificing one minute to help a dying wolf couldn't sabotage my hard work, right?