Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

🐺🔞 Knotty Girl

Ship: WW! Diane Sherman x Reader
Warning: werewolf dick all up in this bitch. If you don't like S.P. werewolves, that's okay. We all have our own interests.
🔞: Knotting, multiple creampie, multiple orgasm, multiple positions, oral, Diane is a well endowed werewolf. Oh, and primal play at the beginning with light biting & squirting.

I might do a Oneshot of several werewolves with the reader. Let me know (only if you're 18+) which characters you'd like to see as werewolves fucking the reader.

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You were hiding around the house, leaving a trail of clothes, whether it be a singular sock or your shirt. The soft thump of Diane's steps against the wooden floor made your heart race, following the trail as she looked around for you. "Come out, come out, wherever you are." You could hear the growl of Diane's voice deep within her throat, the sight of her sharp fangs making there first appearance for the night. She whipped open the cabinet, hearing you scream in excitement. Her arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into her arms. "Now I'm gonna eat ya!" Diane teased, playfully chomping on your shoulder, her teeth gently tapping your skin. "Diane!" You giggled, feeling her hands wander and lift you up. "Now that I found you, perhaps we can get on with our full moon festivities?" Diane offered, carrying you up the stairs. "I've been waiting all month for this!" You squeaked in excitement, being thrown onto the bed.

The mattress softened your landing, you head falling onto an array of soft pillows. Diane began to remove her shirt, her muscular abdomen on full display. She grinned as you sat up to touch her. "Don't worry, dear. You'll have something to hold onto soon." Diane reassured, making you lay back once more. She snaked her way between your legs, her powerful arms forcing them apart. "Are you going to be a good girl and carry my litter?" Diane questioned, her words a purr. You nodded, legs shaking slightly as she took her first lick. "I-I'll be a good girl! I'll be the perfect breeding bitch!" You whimpered, her tongue swiping over your clit again. "That's my girl." Diane praised, wrapping her arms around your thighs and lapping at you hungrily. Your hands found themselves tangled in her hair, squirming wildly.

Your eyes began to roll back slightly, moans being ripped out as sobs as she ate you out wildly. "Diane, I-I'm gonna cum!" You whimpered, legs shivering. Diane gave a soft growl, the stimulation bringing euphoria as your body relaxed, walls throbbing against nothing as the feeling of fur replaced Diane's hair.

Just under your hands were Diane's ears, her fangs pressed against your labia gently as she went on to pull back. You shuddered, stroking the fur between her ears. "Are you sure you can handle it?" Diane asked, letting your fingers run through her fur. "Diane, I have been waiting all month for this." You explained, cupping her face. "You will put your werewolf dick in me." You saw Diane smile at your order, standing at the edge of the bed. Her sheath was on full display, heavy testes full of potent seed waiting for you. There was a hint of something red poking out, whispering for you to coax it out. Gently massaging the sheath and exposed lengths, you watched as it continued to expose itself until reaching a gracious nine inches. Precum drooled from the tip, her length heavy in your hands. "How do you walk around with this?" You questioned, beginning to lap up the precum. "a whole lot of pride." Diane chuckled, sliding her dick into your mouth mid-lick. You let her thrust the entirety of her nine inches in your mouth and down your throat. "Good girl." Diane cooed, holding your head down at the base until you were smacking her thigh. "You're going to make me cum all over your pretty face, sweetheart." Diane groaned, leaning your head against the bed as she fucked your throat.

You gently smacked her thigh, hearing a loud howl of satisfaction as hot thick cum began to ooze down your throat. Her knot smacked your lips, threatening to knot your mouth. Diane pulled her hips back, you immediately swallowing and gasping for air. "Get on the bed, my dear." Diane ordered, her tail wagging.

You crawled onto the bed, feeling the pads of her hands press against your hips to bring you closer to her. "Diane, please." Your voice was soft, Diane grinning. "Please what?" You felt Diane's cock smack your clit, making you squirm. "Fuck me." You pleaded, squeaking as she slammed into you. Her knot had softened into being non-existent, each thrust harder than the last. Each stroke she ground against a rough patch, making your legs shake and pussy drool. You felt Diane reach around, rubbing circles on your bud. "Fuck, you feel good." Diane purred, pulling out when your squeaks turned breathy. You pulled away slightly, a wetness pouring from you.

Diane pulled you back to her, flipping you onto your back and gripping your hips as she slammed her length back into you. "You're a squirter, I like that." Diane growled, seeing your eyes go wide as the entirety of her dick disappeared into you and pulled out until just the head was in you. "You're gonna make me cum." Diane growled, continuing her thrust.

Your legs pulled Diane closer at her waist, popping her knot into you. The feeling of her penis throbbing inside you made her fur get wet, making you blush in embarrassment. "Just let it happen, dear. I enjoy seeing you feel good." Diane cooed, cum trying desperately to ooze out of you. "I feel so full." You whimpered, feeling her pull back. At least a pint spilled, but that didn't stop Diane from thrusting again. "Fuck!" You cried out, holding onto her face. "Let loose, dear. I have you." Diane whispered, seeing you nod. Your arms wrapped around her neck, letting her pin your legs into a mating press. Her fangs gently scraped your neck, your toes curling as she continuously smacked your cervix. "Fuck, you're already trying to milk me?" Diane quietly teased, shuddering as your orgasm made your walls flutter. "I like when you do that." Diane whimpered, tongue lolling out her mouth.

Diane lifted you up, your legs pressed against her chest as she sat down in a chair. She lifted and slammed you down, watching your clit throb. "D-Diane, please... My pussy can't take it anymore." You whined, gasping as she knotted you. "I know dear, I know." She panted, letting you lay against her as she filled you. Thirty minutes became an hour, feeling her cock slowly go back into it's sheath as cum began to drip out. "I feel like I'm going to have a litter." You giggled, laying your head in the crook of her neck. "Oh, you will. It's the full moon." Diane chuckled, not seeing the complete shock in your face.

"How are we going to care for a litter?" You whispered, eyes wide. "There's plenty of werewolves in the area. Werewolf packs work differently from wolf packs. Whoever has a litter, the entire pack works together to care for them. It isn't the oldest pair that just has pups." Diane reassured, her form shifting as the sun came up.

"Now, let's get you cleaned up. You've been a knotty girl, (Y/N).