moonlettuce
replied to your post “so I’ve been thinking a bit about watersports and bladder desperation……”

Peter agreeing that, for one day, he won’t do anything that he doesn’t have permission from Chris for. Only he never thought Chris would keep refusing him when he asks permission to go to the bathroom. It eventually gets too much, and Peter never expected to be so turned on by the humiliation he feels from wetting himself.

Anonymous said: “

What about if Peter was captured by hunters and held for hours, and when Chris arrives and saves him its just in time to see him completely lose control over his bladder. Peter would of course be mortified, especially about how good it felt, but Chris would reassure him its okay and actually hot. Maybe it starts them trying it out at home, like role-playing the big bad hunter and little wolf.”

Chris could’ve gone in there hours ago. The Bachman brothers weren’t really renown for their observation skills – which made it all the funnier that they managed to down Peter and truss him up like a pretty little package – and he’d been sitting comfortably in the branches of a tree watching the story unfold without anybody being the wiser.

The brothers were occupied with Peter and his situation and Peter was occupied… also with Peter and his situation (which wasn’t exactly news to Chris), so nobody was paying any attention to what was going on around them. The only interesting part was in fact… Peter’s situation.

Chris hadn’t been there from the beginning so it had not been too clear what exactly was going on, but it only took a few minutes to figure out what the problem was; at which point Chris decided to sit back and enjoy, because the thought of seeing Peter disgrace himself was making him strangely excited in ways he hadn’t thought possible.

“Are you puppy trained, little boy?” one of the brothers jeered in a babying voice that would have been grating in any other situation but right here right now, talking to this particular man was making it harder for Chris to properly sit on the branch he chose because he needed to spread his legs and give his cock some room to breathe in the tightness of his pants.

Peter had gone very quiet – a very promising sign indeed – and was just glowering up at them. It was too dark to properly see the color of his face, but it was strangely shiny and Chris thought Hale had to be sweating bullets by now.

It couldn’t take much longer. It just couldn’t.

There was a slight movement to the bound wolf’s hips and all three hunters zeroed in on it with glee.

“Fuck. Look, he’s starting ‘the dance’. Oh my god, I can’t believe we’re getting to see this. Oh god, can you imagine? I need to take pictures, fuck!” but he wasn’t moving and Peter had stopped immediately with the sneaky little rocking motions.

This time, Chris thought his face had really gone darker with humiliation. He could feel a drop of pre-cum tickling the tip of his dick before it got soaked up by the fabric of his underwear.

One of them bend down and seized the hem of Peter’s shirt, lifting it up over his belly despite the very audible, constant growl of their prey.

Chris let himself down from the tree, making sure to make no sound – not that anybody would have noticed him after the excited shout of “He looks fucking pregnant! What the hell did you drink, Hale? God damn…”

Chris slowly walked over – sauntered, really – as the other one lifted his foot (”C’mon I don’t wanna wait any longer.”), and the air seemed to freeze with anticipation as Peter’s eyes filled with horror and alarm as he realized what was about to happen.

Chris, too was unable to move, mouth going dry and fingers curling into helpless fists as the foot came down slowly, almost gently as it pressed against the little, hard swell on Peter’s abdomen.

There was a whine and forced panting – Peter trying to hold off against the pressure – and then mingled shouts – one of sobbing relief and anger, the other two of surprised joy, as Peter had to let go.

Chris listened to him groan as he pissed his designer jeans, eyes riveted on the dark spot quickly spreading until the fabric couldn’t soak up any more urine – and when Peter got turned on his back and had to lie uncomfortably on his bound hands, the three hunters were treated to the sight of his piss arcing up in a thick, small arc through the saturated jeans, noisily splashing down back into Peter’s lap.

Peter’s eyes were closed tight against the humiliation, teeth dug into his lower lip as he couldn’t stop what was happening; couldn’t help but piss himself like the dog he was…

…couldn’t notice Chris almost casually walking up behind the Bachman brothers and clanging their heads together as they gawked and stood, totally forgetting to take their pictures.

All that was left in the aftermath were two bodies lying unconscious on the forest floor and two men with bulging pants – because Chris couldn’t fail to notice how Peter’s cock didn’t seem as ashamed as its master seemed to be; having fattened up in the cozy warmth of the little puddle of piss in Peter’s lap.

“Bad boy, Peter,” Chris rasped and thought his grin might’ve been a little lunatic when Peter’s eyes snapped open and he stared at Chris in abject horror. “I think we’ll have to potty train you, hm?”

And to his utter delight, the bulge in Peter’s wet pants gave a promising jerk.

town want to be his, wheather they know it or not. so he orders this special remote controlled vibrating plug that can be activated from like three miles away, & he starts to r&omly pick people, never keeps the same one

2/9 for long, just long enough to make them want more. teaches them how to be his bitch, & tells them to come to him whenever he activates the plug. When he selects someone, he opens them up somewhat gently, enough to insert the plug without issue, but he rarely decides to be kind enough to fill them with what they really want, though he enjoys fingering them until they are an absolute mess. He may only let them be a cockwarmer, maybe he summons them when he wants someone to cover in piss. he

3/9 always starts the plug on the lowest setting, & the longer it takes them to come to his aid, the higher the vibration. Of course, he doesnt always summon them when he has needs, sometimes he does things just to mess with the people around him. Like if he senses that someone near him is desperate for a piss, he’ll whip it out & piss on whatever is nearby, in hopes that the other person might just get pushed over the edge & wet themselves. Or if someone is just incredibly turned on,he might

4/9 jerk off in front of them in hopes they will come untouched, or at least start openly touching themselves. & its not very unusual for his clothes to have come stains from the past few days on them, & perhaps he will give his stained shirt to a r&om passerby just to spread his scent across the town even more. & of course, he doesnt mind showing off his hairy chest 😉 Maybe someone (scott? other future pack members?) in an attempt at becoming friends with him invites him over to play video

5/9 games, he accepts the invite, & while they are playing games, without caring what they are sitting on (couch/floor/bed) & without a single hesitation, wets himself rather than risk losing the game. He wins the game easily mainly because the other person is so surprised at derek wetting himself on their furniture. he probably gets himself a cock ring, his knot would add pressure against the ring, so it would probably work really well at keeping him hard. & with werewolf healing, he could

6/9 wear it for a very long time without issue, so he would probably go weeks at a time with it on,& edges the entire time. he learns that since a werewolf/alpha’s balls produce so much come as fast as they do, after a couple weeks of this, not only will his already large nuts swell some, but also when he finally does allow himself to come, it will be a monumental eruption. Rumor has it that when he did this in class one day, the person sitting two desks behind him got hit by a shot or two

7/9 at least a few people came in their pants just by hearing his moans during the eruption.He also learns that while wearing the ring, if he builds up a little pressure, he can piss quite a ways. He sometimes will use this newfound power to shoot the backs of peoples heads in class. He has extremely good aim considering how hard his dick is. Perhaps he also finds that with a little pressure, & if he squeezes his nipple in the right way,he can spray his milk a few feet too. nowhere near as

8/9 far as he can piss, but its still entertaining for him, especially when he manages to spray it in someones mouth as they are talking. Maybe at some point Talia hears about how derek has been acting, & goes to confront him about it. When she opens the door to his room, she is suddenly overwhelmed by how strong his scent is in here, theres probably a large pile of his dirty, sweaty clothes, & it smells like he has used the pile & other parts of the room as a urinal many times.

9/9 (Maybe theres some sort of spell that was used long ago to give the bedrooms a little privacy that dulls sounds & smell) Her wolf of course suddenly wants him desperatly. Luckily he’s happy to help with that, & proceeds to fuck & knot her a few times before needing to rest. Later on, he’ll start spending less time in the privacy of his room, & the entire house will start to reek of him. (that spell gets broken at some point, as derek wants to hear if his family are fucking)

(Same?) Anonymous said: “

What if rude!derek has a secret baking talent, and can make almost anything taste orgasmic *wink wink* and he eventually finds out that if he adds a certain mixture of his milk, piss, and come, that it will induce a temporary heat-like state in anyone that eats it. What if he secretly supplies cookies for the highschool prom?”

aaaah Nonnie, you have me in a bind here. Like I love a lot of the stuff you brought up, but there’s also something as a little too much for me? Where it’s just a tad over the top and I can’t really get into it anymore x.x

but I’m v much into Derek first secretly and then not-so-secretly jerking off right in the middle of the classroom; and him getting a little friend (probably Scott because Scott is just so happy-go-lucky and doesn’t care about anything, really) and gets him to ‘play’ with him. Them standing in the bathtub and Derek serenely pissing his pants while Scott is still a little shy and looks on with big eyes and mouth dropped open…

Slutty!Derek, who gets so desperate that he starts to sell himself. Rents himself out for parties where groups of people can use him as much as they like. Ends up covered in cum and slick and piss and anything else the group wants. And he just gets so blissed out on it, getting so loud if no one is using his mouth that the cops have been called multiple times.

yesssss

like Derek is just driving around town restlessly, sniffing out all frat parties and highschool parties like the cockhound he is.

The poor unsuspecting teens don’t even know how it happens; one minute Derek is there prowling between them with glassy eyes and an erection tenting his jeans and the next he’s kneeling on the coffee table with a mustache of cum from where one of the drunken dudebros wiped his cock with a stupid giggle.

They couldn’t even begin to describe how that shit happens; least of all Derek who’s just delirious with need. vying for cock to stuff him, and so ridiculously, pathetically thankful when the boys slap their dicks against his cunt or his cheeks and call him names.

His ass gets slapped and the cheeks pressed together so they can fuck into that warm, hairy valley and Derek practically cries with how good it is to have cock rubbing against his hole even if it is not nearly enough to scratch that itch deep in his belly.

He never even realizes how badly he needs some pussy until one of the girls lifts her skirt and puts one foot on the coffee table. Lets him have a good look of her candy red cunt before she smears it across his mouth and nose. Makes him drown in her smell until he feels light headed from lack of oxygen.

He licks and licks and lets her fist his hair and tell him how useless he is at eating cunt – nods in agreement and thanks her profusely, mumbling it against the puffy lips of her pussy until she bucks unto his stubbly chin and comes almost violently.

When the boys hook fingers in his puffy hole with all that dark, crisp, fuzzy hair surrounding it, telling him they need to clean him out before they even consider fucking him, he just goes along, nodding violently and so understanding of their antics and blatant disregard of him as a person.

Fucking blooms under their rude handling of him. Angles his ass for their piss to keep as much as possible inside of him when they start filling him up.

Doesn’t even know how loud he keens or hears the mad scramble of teens around him when the police arrives to investigate the ruckus, or the leering grin of the dispatch finding him in the middle of the devastated living room.

“You again…”