"Master! We need to get inside your trailer! The nacho cheese sauce is beginning to show!" Ronnie whispered as he wiped Lycanpit's ball sweat from his lips and I noticed that Lycanpit's armpit hairs were starting to glisten with an orange-colored sauce. I felt a few drops fall upon my head and I put the stuff to my mouth, tasted it, and it was the richest, most robust, spicy-tasting nacho cheese sauce I had ever tasted. Suddenly Lycanpit acknowledged Ronnie's warning, looked at his pits and grabbed my hand. We all ran outside of the tent and darted toward a trailer a few feet away. Once inside I found myself lying on a soft mattress that was stained in every sort of stain you could think existed from eating Mexican food. Nacho cheese sauce, hot sauce, guacamole, onion dip, grease from fried beef and all of it felt wet and warm on my body as I lied in bed with Lycanpit while Ronnie stood over us, jacking off and howling. I didn't get the feeling that Ronnie was a werewolf, but that he was some sort of minor creature of darkness. His blue eyes glowed red as he masturbated himself and giggled deviously while I slowly licked the nacho cheese sauce that seeped out of Lycanpit's armpits in big thick golden-orange globs. A window was open nearby which brought in the milky white light of the moon. It soothed my back as I lied on my side, feeling Lycanpit's big hand stroking off my cock. I hand a hand on his big, throbbing boner and massaged it slowly toward orgasm as he moaned in sweet quiet ecstasy, his left arm upraised so I could bury myself in his hairy armpit that miraculously dripped nacho cheese sauce which covered my face. I lied there taking it in like a baby does his milk, feeling my insides change.

I was getting hairier and hairier as I watched Lycanpit's face begin to morph into the shape of a wolf's head. Soon his whole head was that of a silver-haired, beautiful wolf which looked at me lovingly through yellow, glowing eyes and I knew my life had been changed forever. For some reason they had chosen me, this strange group of carnival vagabonds had chosen me to partake in the riches of the nacho armpit cheese of a werewolf and I didn't know why. At that moment I didn't care. I felt a splatter hit my back; then another then another as Ronnie began to howl and his semen shot out of his long, slender stiff cock and covered my hairy body. I, too, began to twitch and moan at the feel of Lycanpit's huge hands frigging my shaft until I moaned and let loose my jizz all over his massive patch of pubes and muscular, lower abdomen.

I had imagined that Lycanpit's orgasm would be a thunderous, powerful explosion of jizz and that he would howl a deafening howl with people scrambling in his ejaculation's wake to avoid being drowned by his flood of semen but when he came, he came gently. Yes, it was a whole gallon of semen, it seemed, which began to squirt from his cock, but it was all very peaceful, serene and beautiful. Ronnie and I lied him on his back and hungrily lapped at the tip of his prick as the jizz flowed out like it was sour cream coming out of a squirt bottle, soft and quietly as the great werewolf carnival boss lied back and relaxed, his cheese sauce-smeared armpits bathing in the moon's light with his huge arms upraisd while Ronnie and I cleaned off his cock. We were both nearly going into seizures from the taste, it was the sweetest, most delicious cum I had ever tasted and I knew right then that I was addicted. I would do anything to be in the carnival forever and I thought that was why I had been chosen, but to my surprise after all was said and done, in the morning Lycanpit woke me up from my slumber beside him and said, "You have to go now. We'll be back next year to pick you up. In the mean-time finish school and learn to master your newly-acquired werewolf powers." I began to cry and beg Lycanpit to let me go with the carnival, to not make me wait another year but I knew it was to no avail when he picked me up and tossed me out of the trailer at least ten feet, screaming, "Get the fuck out of here, I said!"

THE END