They say when the fickle gods above cursed the dark hearts of man to give in to their inner beast and assume the form of the werewolf that balance had to be maintained- that such a vicious curse could not be left out of balance. Legend has it that the woodland gods took a vicious, brutal beast- covered in scars and a hunter of both animal and man- and cursed it with the form of its prey. Just as the werewolf was the man cursed with the wolflike form. The wolfwere was a savage beast twisted into the shape of a man. The balance of nature in all its terrible glory.

This is one such creature- born into its role without desire or knowledge of its fate. The noble woodlands dweller often the subject of myth and folklore in it's own right- twisted into a brutal humanoid shape- while still bearing the mind of the beast. It hunts- speaking not a word and bearing only its savage cunning... be it for food, for territory, or for a mate.

The beast stands a rough 6'6" and easily passes 250 pounds.. bulky with coiled muscle covered by a shaggish coat of grey fur, splotched with the white around the muzzle and neck. While not warped and hideous in appearance- anyone with no prior experience to lupine humanoids would no doubt be in for quite a shock. The beast is likely to react in kind- while many humans bearing the werewolfs curse often struggle to maintain their noble souls- this creature is animal through and through- and subject to all that comes with it... making reading the beasts intent far more the job of those who handle beasts, rather then the witty conversationalist.

Humanoid form has never known clothing- the thick fur covering it's body serving as all the warmth and comfort it shall ever need. Broad shoulders and arms give way to a powerful core- thick with gnarled muscle and more then capable of overpowering most prey, beast or man. lower, the eye would find a furry sheath and ample sac resting between its muscular thighs... if coaxed forward- Through intentional means- or simply if the unlucky person its set its eyes on strikes the natural urges... the flesh gives way to an impressive veined phallus, smoldering with heat and deep red... more then capable of pulling taunt a woman's loins and forcing her to endure a savage stretch to accommodate its bulk.

The humanoid curse the beast endures has served to alter its perception... finding both humanoids and animals equally satisfactory in its desire to mate and pass on genetic material. It will most likely lean toward fey blooded beings, and other able to produce children outside of their race- and is quite adept at picking them out- though there is no real method behind that particular madness. Given its nature, women are the preferred prey of choice... however feminane males, and mixed gender shemales and herms can often confuse it- and those caught in such a way can expect a crude attempt at mating, with likely little regard for the poor souls comfort- though the beasts thick flesh does produce a healthy amount of precum- able to spare them at least some unpleasantness.

Beings with exceptional skill with animals can attempt to communicate with the creature... though thanks to the warping of its mind even those normally able to commune with wildlife will find fractured thoughts and a great deal of difficulty following its words. That said, druids and other nature folk can pacify the creature, or even find it pleasant company like one might a domesticated dog if their animal empathy is high enough.

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Greens include but are not limited to:
- Vanilla
- Rape
- Large insertions
- Large loads
- Impregnation/capture
- Rough sex
- Gentle sex
- Females, Males, and whats inbetween.
- Anal
- Oral
- Good ol' vaginal.
- incest
- Bestiality
- etc.

Yellow: Watersports ( depends on the mood. )

Reds: Scat.

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