Werewolf Ripping Clothes Novels & Stories

After transforming, werewolves don’t revert to human form with clothes. As I moved toward my wardrobe, searching for something to wear, I heard the door click open. "Oh my God! You're naked, Scarlett!" Marina and Katherine exclaimed, their eyes wide with shock as they stood in the doorway. I froze, mortified, as their faces turned crimson with embarrassment. Quickly, I snatched a robe from the wardrobe and wrapped it around myself, trying to salvage what little dignity I had left. "Girls, I... I can explain," I stammered, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks.

I put my hands on his chest, suddenly uncomfortably aware that I was alone in the woods pressed tightly against a tree by a very naked man. Nudity was just part of life as a werewolf. You shifted to wolf, your clothing fell off. When you shifted back, you were naked. If you didn't have a stash of clothes nearby, you stayed naked until you found something to wear. Everyone got used to seeing naked people dashing across the yard and through the trees.

In one swift move, one of them tore my dress, while another loosed the rope on my legs, trying to pull it open, at the same time, the other one grabbed my hair while licking my face. I wanted to scream but couldn't find my voice, I also couldn't struggle because I was feeling very weak. However, just as I gave up and left myself to my fate, the men's bodies were instantly plunged off me, followed by their painful screams. "No one touches what is mine," a ragging voice echoed, and then there were sounds of cracking bones. With my last strength, I glance in their direction, and my heart hung in my mouth the moment I caught sight of a black wolf. He looked nothing like the normal wolf I usually

He gently set me back on my feet. “During the shift, every piece of clothing you have on gets ripped to shreds. At times, spare clothes are kept in the woods at random locations in case anyone goes in unprepared.” “And what if you go in unprepared and couldn’t find any of those spare clothes?” “Easy, you walk back into the pack naked. Werewolves are used to nudity, and so it’s no problem.” I couldn’t imagine walking naked in front of the whole pack; it was simply… humiliating.

He set me down and hastily pulled his jacket off, then threw it down on the ground to act as a barrier between our skin and the forest floor before he suddenly pushed me up against a tree and began to tear my clothes off. We fumbled together in the darkness, ripping at each other’s clothes like a couple of animals until we both stood naked and out of breath, taking in each other’s bodies. The cold winter air bit at my skin, but I didn’t care. As a werewolf, it only excited me even more, and as I looked at his chiseled muscles glistening in the moonlight, I felt the wolf stir inside of me.

His claws started pulling my clothes off me as others watched. What the hell is this? I quickly held my clothes, pulling it up with my hands and holding it tightly. They were perverts, perverted wolves. “Don’t touch me!” I warned with a hiss. My back was still hurting me so badly that I couldn’t concentrate on my breathing. Why is everything always affecting my breathing? They immediately shifted back to their human form with dangling dicks in front of me. “Fast strip her off!” One of them ordered as they launched at me, shredding my clothes to pieces.

Justin a handsome dark-haired male told me as he leered at me. "You can hear my heartbeat?" I said frightened "Smell fear and a lot of other things," he said as he laughed at me. The others joined him. "Are we going to sit all day here or swim?" said Cali as she began to take off her clothes. Soon the others were racing to take off their clothes. They jumped into the river laughing happily. I smiled as I watched them. It was quite fun watching them and I wished the war between werewolves and humans would end so other humans could enjoy nature as well.

He walked slowly to me as he was wearing a smirk on his face and he held my gown as his veins became visible on his body. He dragged the gown, bringing me closer to him and he tore the gown apart, shredding it completely like a werewolf who just caught his prey. I felt vulnerable as I looked into his eyes, his red eyes crippled me as I tried to cover myself. I wasn’t wearing any bra and my boobs dangled as he struggled to bang me.

Alden’s POV I exhale through my nose. Fuck. Cassius would laugh at me if he sees what kind of shitshow I’m doing right now. This is ridiculous. Humiliating. Completely unreasonable. But complaining will cost me points, and I am not about to lose this close to the end. So I reach for the first layer and begin stripping off my outer clothes one piece at a time, setting each item aside as instructed. Nudity is nothing to werewolves. With us shifting from our wolf to human form, it’s normal that we’d find each other naked from time to time.

Screams and the clash of claws echoed all around. I stumbled back a few steps, chest heaving. The wolf advanced, teeth bared. I tried to dodge, but he was faster. His fangs grazed my clothes, tearing the fabric. Fear paralyzed me for a second. I needed to get out of there. Now. “Hey, this is the only outfit I have!” I shouted, heart pounding as the creature showed its fangs in a cruel smile. “Don’t worry, human. There won’t be any skin left on your body to cover when I’m done with you,” the beast growled, lunging forward.