Dark Wolf

Book One: Chapter 1

John Jaeger felt lucky tonight.

First, he earned a day off from his work, won a million credits at the casino, and now he was sleeping with a hot prostitute at the Howling Moon Brothel. How much could a black man ask for?

On the bed, he laid, soaking in hot sweat across his dark brown muscular body. Only his biotic metal arms and legs were clean without the sweat.

Next to him laid the most gorgeous prostitute with black long hair and brown shiny skin that appeared to melt in the gloomy red light inside the bedroom. She smelled like cinnamon rolls with a butt as big as the moon.

Definity worth his money.

It was rare to find good looking hookers on Earth. Most prostitutes were sex robots called Dolls in different forms to please their customers. Many folks were afraid of getting STD's from strangers, but Dolls don't have them. That included unwanted pregnancy too. They were like condoms, built to give the best pleasures to anyone. Because they were built to be good at sex, they became the best-selling products in the sex industry. Even virgins brought them so they wouldn't struggle at meeting people for a relationship. They were everywhere, and it was strange that nobody thought their existence was wrong.

John doesn't enjoy having sex with a Doll. Real pleasure comes from a real woman, and he liked it better that way. Only losers enjoyed sex with machines.

The woman climbed on top of him and smiled at his face. "I am hungry....."

John widened his eyes. "Damn, woman! You wanna go at it again?"

The woman licked her lips and giggled.

He has been inside the bedroom for two hours with the woman. It was a miracle he didn't fall asleep on her, crushing her body. He never had sex with a woman that long. The prostitute probably has a lot of energy, or the brothel provided her drugs to keep her going. But she wasn't a Doll. The procurer who ran the brothel would have told John without surprising him.

Planet Zenus was a lawless desert world, run by gangsters and smugglers. Although they had large black market businesses, none of them preferred to buy Dolls for their prostitution rings. They had plenty of women willing to earn money at any cost. Indeed, their ways of running stuff were immoral, but they knew how to keep their customers happy. And happy customers meant more money.

Damn, John thought. How the hell can she last this long?

Spending a hundred space dollars at the brothel was worth it.

The woman smiled and positioned herself on top of him. Her finger rubbed around his board chest. "No..... I want to eat you now?"

"Eat me?" John noticed black fur grew across her wet body. Her muscles expanded, and a tail grew over her buttocks. Her face grew narrow while her teeth grew into fangs. Her fingernails turned into claws and her eyes turned yellow. After the change, she howled at the ceiling.

John dropped his mouth. "Oh, shit!"

The werewolf opened her mouth and dived for his neck. John punched her off the bed and the furry creature stood on all fours. He was lucky she didn't bite him, or else he would become a monster like her.

She growled at him.

John slid off the bed and held up his metal fists. "You just fucked the wrong client!"

After she growled, she charged him.

John ducked her slash and punched her stomach. She hit the floor, and he got on top of her to shove his left fist into her mouth.