Vampirella&Pantha vs... The Wolf Gang!

When we last left our Titted Twosome...no, that sounds ugly... Chested Couple they were heading into a dark alley, while Pantha was bitching about villains who could improve on their oral techniques. (And boy, did she not refer to the "World Domination Masterplan Address" thingie.) While Vampirella claimed Pantha was a total fucking whore (only she said it more polite).
And then fate struck again (sock, kapow).
From the darkness there came four figures that could easily be identified als your run-of-the-mill young men street gang.
"Well lookums, what have we here? Strippers or hoes?"
"Are you scared, my sweeties? You should be!"
"Because we are not your run-of-the-mill young men street gang!"
"We are Ammo, Deus, Moe and Tsar! We are...The Wolf Gang!"
And then second-hand clothes ripped as second rate delinquents turned into full-fledged werewolves.
"And now we will rape you!"
"You are dense! We will eat them!"
"You BOTH are dense! Why don't we rape them first and eat them later?"
"Yes, why don't we eat them first and rape them later?"
Pantha gave a side look to Vampirella. "Cuuuuute! May I spank their asses first, Vampi? You never let me get any fun!" Vampirella hissed. "And get MY ass in trouble again? No, I mop them up myself!" And she gave the Wolf Gang her famous fanged smile that made bogeymen run for the hills.
The Wolf Gang, alas, was made out of 1st grade Darwin Award.
"Oh shit, Moe, it's a vampiress!"
"Quick, Ammo, get your silver cross out!"
"Are you dense? We are werewolves!"
"Then get some fucking gaAAAAR!"
Protip: Vampirella doesn't like it when she is confused with the common undead vampire. (Get bonus extra painful death for any mention of "sparkle".)
Tsar couldn't even blink before she was at his throat. The standard procedure now would have been the donation of the one or other litre of blood, and a quick switch to the next victim, until all four unlucky monsters would have been pining for the fjords. Alas, we have a porn story to write here, and need a contrieved plot contrievance to interfer.

"GACKT!" (no relation to the Japanese musician) Vampirella retched after the first gulp and spat werewolf blood all over the alley. "What in Satyr and Circe's name did you take in?"
"Xanax?" haphazarded Moe.
"Zoloft?" guessed Deus.
"You are all dense!" claimed Ammo. "Well, it must be that 'Polka Dot Kryptonite' we got from our trusty local street dealer. Wow, the stuff is so far out!"
"Oooooh!" Vampirella moaned. "My muscles turn to jelly! Even my fangs turn to jelly! Panth, you can have them!" Then she fell to the floor.
"Vampiiii!" Pantha screamed. Then she screamed some more as Moe, who had sneaked up her from behind during the ruckus, grabbed her and unpacked her goodies.
"Ahuuuuuu!" Tsar, Ammo and Deus critically acclaimed.
"DD naturals!" Pantha boasted. "Vampi is so jelly!"
Ammo unpacked Vampirella too. "Ahuuuu! But you're right."
Vampirella whispered with her last strength: "Haven't you forgotten something? Like, turning into a werepanther and spanking their asses?" "Oh, that. But I just got an evening invitation offer..." (Pantha referred to Moe's rock-hard boner pressing into her lovely backside) "...and can't refuse it!" "I will eat you! I will eat you!" Ammo exclaimed gladly, ripped off Panthas undies and began to slobber her clit with his big bad wolf tongue. Pantha moaned: "What a big mouth you have!" Then she elegantly rotated on Ammo to repay the favor on his dick and pulled him to the floor, spreading wide for Moe to let no boner go waste. He gladly took the offer and sunk his meat deeply into Panthas vagina. Vampirella hissed: "You MMMPF!" Luckily, the last word got mangled by Deus gagging her with his humonguous erection, or the friendship of our Busty Brace could have suffered. Deus was even more lucky that Vampirella was momentarily inconvenienced (any idiot would have used a Mr.X anti-bite gag[tm] for safety), and even the fact that he too began some cunnilingus wouldn't have saved him from the wrath of her fangs otherwise. Then Tsar ripped off the rest of Vampirellas costume and found an orifice for his monster dick too. (Technically speaking, they would have had room even to a gang of six, but the author isn't that much into Anal.)
Vampirella and Pantha were mooning, eh, moaning helplessly. "We're cumming! We're cumming!" they cried, at least mentally, since it's impolite to talk with a werewolf dick in your mouth. Their inhuman vaginas took...wait, I have to backspace a bit, nothing is more boner-killing than a continuity error in a porn story...Moe and Tsar in a vice grip.

Scientific Factoid of the Week: Werewolves belong to the canines, who have a so called "knot" at the root of their penis, which begins to swell enormously short before ejaculation, and locks inside their bitch. Evolution-wise, this is merely for fucking off the competition; it possibly also pleases the bitch, but every bitch the author asked just answered "AHUUUU!", and he couldn't translate that, even with Google.

In any case, it pleasured those two bitches.
Well, at least the knot in their vagina. The one in their throat hindered them to get decent air, and when Ammo and Deus came, they had to swallow for their lives. (Asphyx fans claim that this makes orgasms even more intense, but kids, don't try this at home.) At the same time, Moe and Tsar spurted their load into Vampirella and Panthas wombs. (Alas, to the dismay of all maieusophiles, it's very hard to impregnate a shapeshifter against their will. Just in case, send your commission wishes to Shokoshu, c/o Teh Interwebz.) Oh, and I did forget an important detail of the SFotW: The knot will stay swollen for hours, at least a werewolf one. So our four delinquents were stuck. And Vampirella just to began to regain her powers and Pantha was getting annoyed to be permanently dick-smothered. Fangs of Doom began to extend. So, would the werewolves have to eat our Pair Pair after all? Or will jugstice prevail?

Luckily, at this moment the police, who was still left over from our last story, did a patrol in the alley, and spared at least two werewolves a fate as werespays, as Vampirella and Pantha tried their best to hold their cover as law-abiding citizens. "Hands up! Those guns are loaded with silver bullets, punks!" (The local police had become genre-savvy - in a town with permanent superhero-related incidents, you'll become prepared.) Gratuitous handcuffs as well as cold compresses were applied.
SPOP! SPOP! (This soundeffect of thingies leaving orifices is copyrighted by Mr.X. You may use it in your next porn story likewise - for a small fee.)
Vampirella took a deep breath. And then ampersands, dollar signs and percents filled the air. "Young lady, there should be a law against such foul language!" a police officer chided. This protocol took even longer...

"That's it! I go back to Hell!" Vampirella swore. (For our continuity porn fans, first it was Drakulon, then Hell, then Drakulon was in Hell.) "In Hell I was at most raped once a day, and I mauled all those fuckers afterwards!"
"Sounds interesting," purred Pantha. "Can I come with you?"

The End