Mandy was a thicker girl, large 36DD breasts, perfect apple shaped ass, thick creamy white legs, and just right the right amount of thickness for her ...rame. She was wearing her favorite outfit today, a nice flowing skirt with nothing on underneath, and a nice tight T-shirt, showing off her ample breasts.Mandy was on her way home from class when she got a text from Moe, her boyfriend, saying he had something special for her when she got home. Mandy got very excited by this news and sped her trip. Even though it was early it was quite warm. Seagulls cried overhead, circled the clear blue sky. A short yank at the leash and I followed him down.Just as my feet touched the ground he stopped, looked to the right. Turning my head, I saw what he had spotted. Werewolves. There were three of them, in their half-human form. They were running, chasing each other. One of them had dark fur, like my owner, one seemed to be blonde and the other was a shade of light brown. Watching them play, seemingly. She imagined the half decapitated driver, Pedro; man handled into the back along with their clothes and identities the whole van buried in a dark ravine or mud filed watering hole.The rag skinned man paused undecided if to apply the fluffers again.The maniac looked into her eyes his limp tongue rancid his leather masked face creaking. His eyes moved to look to his right and Natasha's big beauties following his gaze."Oh God what's that!" She thought seeing his next toy.He snapped the clip on her. I already knew Connie was in the driver's seat in more ways than one in the car wreck that my life was becoming.About fifteen minutes after I got there I saw a car come down the street and pull into our driveway. I could see Connie and Donna get out and walk up the steps. I was too far away to see how well they were navigating but they got to the door and went right in. After about ten minutes I saw Kristy, a high school sophomore who lived down the street come out and head down to her house. I.