Wolf Asylum by Mark Fuson

Everyone thought it was perfectly fine to attack us for something we weren’t. It was okay to stand idly by while notes were passed to us saying we were worthless so we should kill ourselves. Your mom and dad abused Steve; your dad was so cruel. Steve use to hide out at my house for days. I saw the bruises, the lashings from the belt. He joked about it after awhile-Still trying to beat the queer outta me!”
    â€œWas he gay?”
    â€œI don’t know. We never talked about it. We heard it all day…everyday at school. When we were alone we just wanted to forget about it. We drank a lot—drugs too.”
    Mary assured him as best she could, “you stayed with him though. You could have saved yourself and stopped being his friend…but you didn’t. You stood by Steve, even though you got sucked into the abuse. You are a hero—to me anyway. Steve wasn’t alone.”
    â€œThat damn temple is what made Steve’s home life unbearable. The lies from school would filter through to the other parents. Your dad would hear them and take them as truth. That first beating…I think Steve nearly died. Your dad tossed Steve like a doll. That’s the big drywall patch in his room. Steve never really said much about it, but I always got the impression his dad wanted him to die.”
    â€œYou’re right,” Mary whispered into his ear. “They were heartless to me when I got pregnant. They were always more concerned about how the Temple would view them. It doesn’t surprise me one bit they demonized him. My poor Stevie.”
    â€œI could have saved him. God knows I tried.” Darwin sobbed.
    Mary rubbed his back gently trying to soothe him but the tears kept coming. “I’m so happy that someone loved my brother. Do you have any idea how happy it makes me to know that someone cared for him? I know our parents never would have. To know he had you, even if you two were only friends…you can’t understand how much it means to me.”
    Darwin pulled away from the hug to look Mary in the eyes. He smiled because for a brief moment, he saw Steve and only Steve. Darwin leaned in for a kiss not even thinking about where he was or who he was with. His lips met with Mary’s without protest and within moments, his tongue was dancing around her sweet promise. Darwin began to grind his pulsating groin into her already moistening slash. Skillfully, he slid his hands down the small of her back to her supple ass.
    â€œAre you sure you want this?” Mary questioned in a pant.
    Darwin only growled in response, picking Mary up and hauling her down to Steve’s room and tossing her onto the bed. Mary snickered and spun her hair around her finger like a school girl who had been naughty. Darwin tore his shirt off, sending buttons in every direction. The animal in Darwin was in charge and what it saw was not Mary.
    The horned-up dog leapt onto his bitch tearing away the layers of clothing she was wearing. Darwin was no longer able to talk; he maintained his human form with the exception of extra hair on his chest but his hunger was growing. He needed to taste her; he wanted to be inside of her. His teeth grew and sharpened, allowing him the ability to shred her underwear like paper. Mary approved of Darwin’s aggressiveness as she longed for more. Darwin grabbed her legs and thrust them over her head exposing her tight little pink anus. Darwin dove in, thrusting his tongue as deep into her hole as he could and tasted every bit of her.
    Mary sighed in relief as Darwin’s snake slithered in and out of her. The intimate act had caught her off-guard but it was welcomed. As he ate her posterior regions, Mary reached down and began to masturbate, intensifying her sensations. Darwin pushed his fingers deep into her hole forcing her to groan. He wanted her to ask for it, he wanted her to beg for it, but she remained verbally silent.
    As worked up as he could stand and