It was a good night. One drink too many had been three drinks ago.
It had been that kind of night since walking in the door, the trashy little venue had been rocking during the encore. Wolfpack discount made things easier but it was always easy to go back for thirdsfourthsfifths when it was a smaller show that hit this hard. Some act from Australia, a name equal parts ridiculous and profane, pure wolf blood in at least half of their veins. The dingy little club didn't stand a chance, neither did the AC unit. You practically had to swim to the bathroom, so Red had breaststroked her way through the crowd. She needed to go, she probably had needed to go since before the first of three encores.
The bathroom was trash, no better word for it, but any port in a storm. She was also sloshed enough to not be picky. She had to brace herself against the back wall with one hand while she unzipped her pants. Leaning over the toilet, she let it out with a sigh.
The wolfpack had privileges if you were sober enough to use them. The punchiness and reflexes didn't hurt, though the improved sense of smell sometimes literally did. She hadn't smelled it when coming in, but somebody had definitely hurled in here recently. Of course, there were other changes, good luck maintaining a circadian rhythm with animal urges. Some of the wolves had been upset when they learned about their new cocks, though most learned how to use them quick enough. Anybody complaining didn't tend to repeat it after knotting somebody for the first time. A girl could learn to love getting stuck in a partner very quickly, though the leg-rattling sensations that came along with it certainly helped.
It was one thing to talk about it, but she was having a world of trouble aiming the thing as she rocked slightly in place. Even leaning against the wall she felt like she was out at sea, eventually, she gave up and sat down, some habits died harder than others.
The stall walls had plenty of the usual, clan tags and "suck my dick"s. In wolf territory, a woman giving that command was a bit more of a request than a dismissal. There had been a lot of girls in the crowd she might have liked to knot, or even get knotted by as the drinks had kept flowing. Horny loses its choosiness fast.
There was a hole in the wall too, wide enough to fit a cock through most of the time but narrow enough to be a problem come full mast. It was an old trick in pack territory, a newbie trap. Red had managed to avoid falling for it but she was a leader, smarter than most.
Smarter than whoever had just slid theirs through.
About half erect, decently sized. Whoever was on the other end might not have even known how wide around their knot got, if they were dumb enough to stick their rod through. It wasn't unheard of for somebody to be desperate enough to use one voluntarily, but it wasn't popular with people who liked walking normally for the next few days. Either way, Red wasn't turning down some rutting.
She reached out a slightly clumsy hand and brushed along the length of the foreign member. The owner jumped, definitely a newbie. Red wrapped her hand softly around, giving a few gentle pulls and watching it start to swell. The white skin that had stood out against her dark hand quickly started turning red. From behind the stall wall, she heard a half-animal whimper. Whoever it was, they had probably been trying not to use it. Lots of girls did that at first, try to ignore their new responsibility until their balls were practically swollen to burst. That's how you wound up in a newbie trap.
Red slid down from the toilet. pants around her ankles. When she slid the stranger's cock into her mouth the owner practically yelped. It was high, girly, probably another prep one of the pack had gotten too carried away with. They needed to stop recruiting like that, it was making the district half-nightclub and half barbie mansion. Whoever it was, she was getting a rare treat. It had been a while since Red had serviced anyone, the leader usually got what she wanted and said fuck the rest. She forgot how fun it could be to work a newbie, to tease them in ways no regular girl could experience and make them squeal.
The base of the newbie's cock was beginning to knot up, swelling into a bulb. By the time that their cock was hard enough to not bend down Red's throat, their knot had gotten wide enough to lock them in place. It was a good one, whoever this was would make some people pretty happy once they learned that they could use it for fun if they wanted. For now, it was about to be a problem for them.
Red popped them out of her mouth, admiring the trails of saliva dripping off of the shaft and leading to her mouth. She should try this more often, even if not in a newbie trap. For now though, her own cock was telling her to go teach the new girl a thing or two.
"Don't stop... not now!" Came a soft voice from the other end. Then came the pull backward, the attempt to get her hands on herself and finish the job. The knocking of knot against wood, growing somewhat desperate. "Oh fuck..."
Red slid her cock back into her jeans for just a moment, quietly slipping out of the stall while the newbie was busy trying to free herself. Then softly knocking on the door.
"O-occupied!"
Red used her key, wolf pack privileges.
The girl inside looked horrified, like she was caught mid-murder. She was young, blonde, exactly the prep Red had pegged her for. In contrast to Red's tattered band tee and jeans, she had such a nice cocktail dress on, shame about what was going to happen to it.
