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Narrator: Rebecca At sixteen, I was already certain of one thing: the universe loved to test me. And, apparently, I always failed. Don't get me wrong. I'm not a poor little thing. I'm the girl who laughs at her own chaos because, if I don't laugh, I'll have to cry – and I'm already tired of crying. My adoptive mother, Ingrid, used to say I was born with a "gift for confusion." My father, Torben, would correct her: "She wasn't born with a gift, Ingrid. She studied." And I would laugh, because it was true. Torben and Ingrid weren't my real parents. But they were my parents. They found me in a wicker basket when I was a baby, left on their doorstep like an unwanted cat. They could have ignored me. They could have taken me to the village, to church, anywhere but their home. But no. They took me in, raised me, loved me – even when I gave them reasons not to. Torben was a quiet man of few words, but each one he spoke was worth its weight in gold. He worked the land, fixed everything with his own hands, and had a dry sense of humor that I inherited – and used against him whenever I could. Ingrid was the opposite. She talked a mile a minute, gave her opinion on everything, and held the family's emotional burden together fiercely. She was strong, direct, and the only person who could make my father truly smile. They raised me to be someone. I, however, became something else. --- At age six, I realized I was different from other children. My eyes, for example. Ingrid said they changed color depending on the light. Torben would laugh and say I had "fox eyes." I liked that. I liked imagining there was something special about me—before I discovered that "special" was a nice word for "cursed." I was stronger than the boys my age. Faster. I heard things nobody else heard. Sometimes I'd wake up in the middle of the night because I heard bears moving in the forest almost a league away. Torben said I had a vivid imagination. Ingrid said I spent too much time alone. They were both wrong. Something inside me was awakened. And I didn't know what it was – but I knew it wasn't normal. --- When I turned fourteen, I met Leif. The blacksmith's son. Tall, clumsy, with blue eyes and a soft heart. A bit dim-witted, but very handsome. The kind of boy who falls in love at first sight and wants to build a wooden house, have children, and live happily ever after. I, of course, was the last person in the world who deserved someone like him. But he didn't know that. And I, being selfish, made sure he didn't find out. We spent hours walking around the outskirts of the village. He talked about the future – about the house he was going to build, about the children he was going to have. I listened and thought: you have no idea what you're talking about. But I liked him. Of course I liked him. I liked the way he looked at me, as if I were a promise of a better world. I liked seeing him blush when I laughed. I knew it wasn't going to work. But I ignored it. --- The attack happened when I was fifteen years old. I was walking home at dusk when the creature appeared out of nowhere. Yellow eyes in the darkness. Fangs. Claws. Pain. Lots of blood. A bite on the shoulder. And then it disappeared. I thought I was going to die. I almost died. But I didn't. Because the deities have a wicked sense of humor, and they thought it was funny to leave me alive to see what would happen next. I survived. And then, the changes began. Dreams of endless forests. Running on all fours. Blood in my mouth. A hunger that wasn't for food. When I woke up, I was sweaty, breathless, my heart racing – and, most of the time, with a warm dampness between my thighs and it… yes, swollen… I groaned even before opening my eyes. The beast inside me wasn't just a threat. It was a promise. A hunger that wasn't just for blood, but to be felt. To be desired. And I, poor fool, didn't know what to do with it. --- The first full moon arrived in the spring. It marked the end of Rebecca Sorensen's career. And the beginning of something else. --- Leif invited me for a walk. Like so many other times. We followed a trail near the woods. The winter snow had already melted, but the air still retained that biting chill that preceded the true warmth of spring. We talked. We laughed. We talked about the future – about the house he dreamed of building when he was old enough and had enough money. About the trips we would never take, because none of us would ever leave that region. About a life that would never exist, because teenage dreams are made of that fragile stuff. I didn't know that would be the last night of my life as a human being. If I had known, maybe I would have said something different. Maybe I would have held on to him tighter. Maybe I would have cried. But I didn't know. So we just walked, talked, and laughed. And time passed. The snow began to fall. Not that furious blizzard that blinds and buries, but slow, almost lazy flakes that descended from the gray sky like feathers plucked from some giant bird. They landed on Leif's shoulders, on his disheveled blond hair, on the eyelashes he blinked to see my face better. We stopped in the middle of the trail. I don't know who stopped first. Whether it was me, pulling his hand. Or him, turning me by the arm. The memory is as confused as snow in the air. I only know that suddenly we were there, standing, staring at each other as if it were the first time we had seen each other – even though we had known each other since childhood, since the times when he threw snowballs at my window and I hid his boots in the stable. — Rebecca — he said. That's all. My name. But said in a way that warmed my heart more than any winter campfire. I touched his face. His stubble scratched my palm. He tilted his head, pressing his cheek against my hand, and closed his eyes. A snowflake melted on his temple, trickling down like a warm tear. I kissed him. It was slow at first. A sweet hesitation, like someone tasting fresh mead to see if it's ready. His lips were cold, but his tongue was warm, and when he opened his mouth against mine, I felt a shiver that had nothing to do with winter. He led me off the trail. Among the pine trees. The ground was covered with dry needles and a thin layer of fresh snow. His hands – large, calloused from chopping wood and carrying bales of hay – tightened around my waist as he gently laid me down on the winter blanket he himself had spread on the ground. The snow continued to fall. Flakes landed on my neck, on my breasts when he opened my woolen dress, in his hair as he moved his mouth down my stomach. His breath warmed my cold skin. Each exhalation formed a small cloud of vapor that mingled with the snow around us. — Leif — I groaned. He looked up at me. Snow on his eyelashes. Lips red with cold and desire. He smiled. A silly smile, the kind he always had, but now there was something more there – something that took my breath away. "I want you," he said. It wasn't a request. It was a statement of fact. Like saying the sky is blue or that winter is cold. Simple. True. He went down. Not in a hurry, but with a devotion that hurt because it was so sweet. His mouth found my neck first – warm kisses that contrasted with the cold of the snow. Then it descended to my chest, to my breasts, his lips enveloping my nipples one by one, sucking, licking, making me arch my back against the icy ground. — Leif — I repeated, and my sound was different now, higher-pitched, more needy. He continued down. His tongue traced a wet path down my belly, circled my navel, and plunged into the warmth between my thighs. When his mouth finally found mine, I closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep from screaming. His tongue was soft and insistent. He licked me as if I were the most precious thing he had ever tasted – parting my large, protruding lips with his fingers, exposing my most sensitive clitoris to the icy air and the heat of his mouth. The contrast between the cold snow on my back and the fire of his tongue between my legs made me tremble all over. He sucked on my clit. Slowly. Deliciously. His left hand squeezed my thigh, keeping me open for him. His right hand moved up my belly to my breasts, squeezing, pinching, while his tongue traced slow, wet circles. I writhed beneath him. My hands dug into his blond hair, pulling him closer, holding him against me as if I wanted him to drown there. He groaned against me. A vibration coursed through my entire body, and I felt the moment approaching like an avalanche – slow at first, then inevitable. "Don't stop," I pleaded. "Please, don't stop." He didn't stop. His tongue moved faster, firmer, and his fingers replaced his mouth for an instant – his fingers sliding across my flower, opening my labia, while he licked my pussy in quick, short strokes. I came with a groan that echoed among the pine trees. My legs trembled. My body arched. My nails scratched Leif's scalp, and he continued licking me throughout the entire moment, prolonging the pleasure until I couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away, breathless, laughing, dizzy. He climbed on top of me. His face was wet – with melted snow, with me. His eyes were shining. "You're so beautiful when you orgasm," he said. I didn't answer. I pulled him down and kissed him, tasting myself in his mouth. "Now it's your turn," I said, reaching for his pants. His leather pants came down with a tug. I helped him with trembling fingers – not from the cold, although I was shivering all over. My skirt was already hiked up, the icy air brushing against my damp skin. I sat on him. Not on top of him – over him. Between my thighs, I felt the tip of his penis touch my clitoris. It was big. Warm. I looked into his eyes and thought: "This is going to be the first time!" I didn't say that out loud. I didn't need to. — Rebecca — he whispered. — Are you sure? "I do," I replied, and it was true. I guided him myself. I took his penis in my hand, positioned it against my entrance, and went down. Slowly. He entered me inch by inch. I felt the stretching, the filling, the pressure. A sharp pang – the pain of the first time – and I closed my eyes for a moment. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice hoarse, his eyes fixed on mine. "I am," I said, and smiled. "Just... wait a minute." I stopped. I felt my body adjusting to him inside me. The strangeness, the newness, the warmth. Then, I took a deep breath and began to move. "Like this," I said. "Slowly. Feel every movement." He obeyed. His forehead pressed against mine. His blue eyes – the same as the sky hidden by the snow – never left mine. His right hand intertwined my fingers against the cold ground. His left hand held my waist firmly, like someone holding something precious that could break. "Don't squeeze so hard," I laughed. "I'm not going to run away." He tried to relax. He failed. But I didn't care. The rhythm was slow. Loving. Each thrust made the snow around us crunch beneath our bodies. Sweat began to bead on his forehead, and I saw a drop trickle down his nose, mingling with a snowflake that had landed there. I raised my hands and placed them on his back. I felt every muscle contracting beneath his cold skin. I felt his breathing quicken, escaping in low grunts that he tried to muffle against my shoulder. "Don't stifle it," I said. "I want to hear it." He groaned. It was a guttural, almost animalistic sound that made my belly clench around him. He sped up, but still maintained that sweetness – as if each movement said I want you and I respect you at the same time. His hand released my fingers and descended to where our bodies met. His thumb found my clitoris, lightly brushing against it in rhythm with his thrusts. My groan echoed through the forest. The snow was falling harder now. Flakes piled up on our backs, in our hair, on our outstretched arms. But I didn't feel cold. I only felt it – inside me, on me, all around me. "Rebecca," he groaned, and it was a warning. "Inside," I asked. "Please. Inside." He came with a long, low moan, buried deep inside. I felt every warm pulse inside me. My body began to tighten around him, the moment rising up my spine like liquid fire. My back arched. My mouth opened to scream. But the scream never came. What followed was pain. The sun had disappeared behind the mountains while we were there. The moon appeared in the sky – full, round, yellow like the eyes of the creature that had attacked me a year before. And everything changed. First came the pain. A pain so intense it felt like it was tearing my bones in two, as if someone were breaking them one by one with an invisible hammer. It wasn't normal pain – it was pain that came from within, from my own bones, my muscles, my joints. I fell to my knees in the snow. The icy ground burned my skin. Leif ran towards me. His hands touched my shoulders. His voice called my name, once, twice, three times. Rebecca? Rebecca, what's going on? He tried to help me. He tried to understand. But there was nothing to understand – or perhaps there was, but I didn't know how to explain it. I myself didn't understand what was happening inside my body. My fingers twisted. Nails began to grow, to darken, to curl like claws. My skin burned as if fire was running beneath it. My body began to deform. My spine cracked. My shoulders broadened. My jaw stretched forward, my teeth lengthened, my tongue protruded from my mouth. I was screaming. I screamed so much that my throat bled. The last thing I saw as a human being were Leif's eyes. The terror in them. The horror. He took a step back. Then another. His hands trembled. His lips moved, trying to form words that wouldn't come out. I tried to say his name. "Don't be afraid. It's me. I'm Rebecca." But no words came out. Just a growl. A guttural, animalistic sound that emerged from the depths of my transformed throat. Then came the darkness. When I woke up, I was alone. Naked. Covered in blood. --- I didn't find Leif's body. I believed I had killed him. And that destroyed me more than the transformation. I thought to myself: "You're a monster, Rebecca. A fucking creature." I thought about him. I thought about the blue of his eyes. The way he laughed. I loved him. And at the same time, I hated him. I hated him because he saw what I had become. I hated him because he loved me. --- I got home before dawn. I didn't tell Torben and Ingrid anything. I said I'd gotten lost in the forest, that an animal had attacked me. They believed me – or pretended to believe me. But the hunters found the tracks in the woods. They found blood. Fur. Claw marks. And, worse – they found Leif's body. Or what was left of it. At least, that's what I thought. The next day, I didn't go to the village. I stayed home, near my parents. But I felt the weight of their stares even from a distance. I heard the whispers coming from the road. The children who had previously run to me now changed course. The adults spoke softly when I passed near the window. And I knew that, at some point, they would come. --- They came on the night when the moon was hidden. I heard the footsteps. I heard the screams. I heard the wood creak. "Get out of the house!" someone shouted. My father, Torben, opened the door. His face was pale. But his hand was steady. "Let's go," he said. — Dad... — my voice faltered. - Now. We left through the back. And the house caught fire. I looked back. I saw the flames rising. I saw my childhood burning. I saw everything I had known disappear. The irony didn't escape me. I spent fifteen years trying to be normal, and in the end, it was the fire that set me free. What a genius. --- We ran until dawn. No destination. No plan. No future. I gazed at the starry sky as smoke rose from my house and thought: _That's it. There's nothing left to lose._ ---

SexLab Werewolves Redux View File SexLab Werewolves Redux original mod by Ep1cL3w7z https://www.loverslab.com/files/file/490-sexlab-werewolves/ Redux by Blaze69 & MadMansGun ---------------------------------------------------------- this mod lets you start SexLab animations when your in werewolf form. ---------------------------------------------------------- changes from the original: no meshes included, so there's nothing to interfere with MNC/SOS. (no meshes also means there is nothing to port, so this will work in both game versions as is) creature on creature (HCOS) animations supported...comes in useful if you also happen to have one of those "Aela transforms with you" mods installed. (note: only works with stock skyrim races) ---------------------------------------------------------- things that still need doing/fixing: find a better way to detect races, i would like to somehow link into sexlab/MoreNastyCrittersRaces.psc so i can get mod races working. ---------------------------------------------------------- Submitter MadMansGun Submitted 06/12/21 Category Misc Sex Requirements SexLab Special Edition Compatible Yes  

Moondwellersimz' Werewolf View File Sul Sul in the last few minutes or so 😂 I also made something new for this year relating to werewolves. Before I knew Trump "The Chump" was a big donator to Chat GBT and stopped using it. I made some AI generated images of a hot guy loosley turning into a werewolf so enjoy the poster and see you soon! 🐺🌕🤙🏻 Submitter Moondwellersimz Submitted 02/14/2026 Category Objects Requirements Discovery University 🎓🤖  

So as I was playing skyrim i noticed my werebear had no penis at all but something was poking out when I was jumping, only to realize that, that was its penis and after messing around in the settings, i got it to work but for some reason there were two now, a humanoid penis sticking out of the fur and what i could assume is a horse cock? I tried changing it in the creature framework menu with no change at all. sorry if my load order looks messy, Im still new to this.

View File Requires: Sexlab 1.62 Installation: Overwrite your Sexlab file What this is: v1 +fix for sexlab 1.62 thread setup bug in sslActorAlias script. When player is having sex in creature form(werewolf, vampirelord etc) sexlab does not set Thread.HasPlayer tag, this causes sexlab to not enable sexlab hotkeys and who knows what else. Without properly set Thread.HasPlayer many mods that depend on that tag may not function correctly. This bug was already reported and will be fixed in future SL versions v2 +fix for stuck creatures animations(in SL scripts) fix for spider animations: FNIS_&_SL_Spider_Behavior_Patch delete \Data\Meshes\actors\frostbitespider\behaviors\frostbitespiderbehavior.hkx copy/install downloaded file run fnis if you have animation packs with spider animations they are likely still bugged until patched by their creator Submitter Ed86 Submitted 02/28/2018 Category Framework & Resources Requires Sexlab 1.62 Special Edition Compatible No View File  

View File DISCLAIMER: I HAVE NO INTENTION OF DOING MIHAIL'S OTHER CREATURES, ANY MESSAGE ABOUT IT WILL BE IGNORED With that out of the way, I also want to state that they use MadMansGun's new penis mesh, so older animations might not align perfectly. Some animators have already started using these new meshes going forward, like Anubis for instance, so it shouldn't be a problem for much longer. There's an optional version of the main file that uses Bazinga's Beast HDT xmls, requires that mod to function properly. Requirements: Sexlab and its own requirements Creature Framework and its own requirements More Nasty Creatures SLAL and its own requirements Mihail's Undead Werewolves Recommendations: Sexlab Matchmaker (easiest way to start sex quickly) Sexlab Tools (another must-have for me) Remeber to either have "Even Actors Height" enabled in the Sexlab MCM, or to edit the scale yourself using the console. Enjoy! Credits: Ashal for doing god's work MadMansGun for ALSO doing god's work keeping MNC alive Ep1cL3w7z for Creature Framework MihailMods for making it all possible Ixum for helping me with the penis textures Submitter BlueFenix Submitted 02/06/2018 Category Models & Textures Requires Creature Framework, More Nasty Critters SLAL, Mihail's Undead Werewolves Special Edition Compatible No

View File Informationen ____________________ Weitere Übersetzungen von Svorge findest du: HIER Weitere Übersetzungen von Svorge für SKYRIM findest du: HIER Weitere Übersetzungen von mir für Loverslab fndest du: HIER Bitte vergiss nicht die Übersetzung zu bewerten und ein Kommentar zu schreiben! Solltest du eine Frage haben, scheue dich nicht sie in die Kommentare zu schreiben. Danke und viel Spaß beim Modden Installation ____________________ 1. Original-Mod herunterladen und installieren: HIER Das gleiche für Dachen gibt es: HIER 2. Wenn der Mod zusätzlich noch andere Mods benötigt, müssen diese auch installiert werden. Die Informationen dazu stehen auf der Original-Mod Seite. Für gewöhnlich gibt es dort einen Bereich: Requirements. 3. Meine Übersetzung herunterladen und installieren. Dafür gibt es zwei Möglichkeiten: Du kannst oben rechts auf den Link DOWNLOAD (NMM) klicken oder die Datei über DOWNLOAD (MANUAL) manuell herunterladen. Lädst du sie manuell herunter musst du sie noch per Drag&Drop in deinen Mod-Manager ziehen und aktivieren. Solltest du Probleme mit der Installation oder Bedienung der Internetseite haben, gibt es hier ein tolles Tutorial auf Youtube: Tipp: Ich empfehle nach der Installation LOOT drüber laufen zu lassen, um die Ladereihenfolge zu optimieren. Kontakt ____________________ Ich: Loverslab Svorge: Steam Nexus Forum Credits ____________________ Vielen Dank an Svorge für die Hilfe und das Design Vielen Dank an den Orginal-Mod Autor für diesen großartigen Mod! Vergiss nicht auch ihm ein ENDORSEMENT zu geben! Vielen Dank an mcguffin für die Bereitstellung des Übersetzungstools: sseTranslator Vielen Dank an das Team von nexusmods.com Vielen Dank an das Team von Bethesda Submitter T4y Submitted 08/19/2017 Category Framework & Resources Requires Org mod, Sexlab Special Edition Compatible

View File First, let's get the obvious out of the way: Bear in mind this is not an operational mod, it is merely an animation resource for modders to utilize while building one. An explanation is in order for those who find the animations not lining up properly. When we build these, they are aligned to specific body types and sizes. They work best if the end user is using the same in game, but will still work with other setups as well. ( just not quite as well ) For example, the female body used in my animations utilizes the UNP body at standard scale. As such, players using a UNP body in game at standard scale will see the animation pretty much as it was intended. Other body styles and sizes may / may not line up as well and adjustments may be required. Dogs / wolves use the same skeleton, but vary in scale in game. The wolf is 20% bigger than the dog. As a result, animations tailored to the dog may not align as well for the wolf and vice versa. Tails. I know everyone wants to see the Khajiit and Argonian tails animated, but they have proven to be problematic at best. While the animations can be created and look great in Max, they don't quite behave the same in game and have been a thorn in my side for a while now. Until I can figure out what is causing the issue, I will refrain from animating the tails for the time being. Sorry ! Apologies in advance for not having BBP, TBBP or another physics package for the Female Werewolf. We're all spoiled to it but the breast / butt bones do not exist ( nor the properly weighted mesh for that matter ) for the Werewolf skeletons and, as a result, the jiggle effect is unavailable until someone with more patience ( and insight on the Havok skeletons ) than I can create such an asset. Until then, you might consider the HDT options instead. Acknowledgements and kudos to: Ashal - For his outstanding work with the SexLab mod Fore - For the FNIS modules without which, none of this would even be possible. PanicForever - For inspiring me to get off my ass and finally learn 3DS Max ( and putting up with my questions / frustrations ) CGI,Heromaster,Antono - For coding the animation injector I use to test these with. And all the folks who put countless hours into trying to make this a far more interesting place to play The animations: WW_Blowjob Scenes 1-5 WW_Behind Scenes 1-3 WW_Missionary Scenes 1 - 3 WW_OnTop_Scene 1 - 4 Fire Atronach Scenes 1 - 7 Canine Three Position ( seven scenes: Back x 3, Side x 3, Top x 3 ) Standing Bear Position ( four scenes ) Lying Bear Position ( five scenes ) Submitter Dayelyte Submitted 02/05/2014 Category Animation Requires Special Edition Compatible