Danny Phantom Porn Story: Wolf Girl Chapter 1

I stared at our new house with pure distaste.

It was run-down, gray, and ugly as a plucked ostrich. In other words, as dull as the rest of this dumb town. I never wanted to move, but did mom and dad ask me? No. Did they care when I told them so? No. I got the same answer as the one I had last time we moved, which was over four years ago. Its for your dads company, Mom had repeated again and again. We have to move if he wants to keep his job.

And we had to move the Amity Park. Whats so great about this place, I had wondered. It looked so boring and plain. I didnt care whether it was the most haunted town in America; that would more likely than not lead to trouble. For me, that is. And the home of Danny Phantom? Who the hell was he? I dont watch the news, you see. Possibly never will.

Heres the deal. I have two massive secrets that nobody can ever know.

Im a werewolf.

And a superhero.

Go ahead, start laughing. Youre not real; youre just in my head. An imaginary person that I can tell everything too. A journals too risky, my parents would probably read it, and I absolutely can not let them find out. Id get landed in an insane asylum, have to break out, and then be on the run from the cops. Possibly. I dont look into these sorts of things. Sorry if I sound a little crabby; Im usually optimistic. But, again, I really didnt want to move.

Im going for a walk. I announced. Mom didnt reply – she was too busy shouting at the movers who were brutally shifting her precious china collection. Grumbling, I kicked a pebble ahead of me, and before I knew it, I had traveled several blocks. Ok, this part is pretty boring, so I guess Ill tell you what I know. A long time ago, as long ago as humans existed, there were demons. The werewolves evolved (or were created, no one knows for sure) to destroy the demons. We thought that wed banished them all, and so the werewolf gene was repressed, until it was only my familys bloodline left. Actually, there may be others, but most likely, Im the only one. The only werewolf in the world.

Its scary, when you think about it.

Anyway, my parents are dead the real ones anyway. My adopted parents I love like nothing else in this world, which is why, even though Ive known I was adopted since forever, I never cared to learn about my biological parents. But that all changed almost a year ago, on my thirteenth birthday. I received a journal written by my parents that only I could open. The key doesnt work for anyone else. Anyway, thats how I learned all of that info, and more about demons. Heres how it works. When a person feels an immense amount of emotion like fear, hate, jealousy a demon is born. That person will then continue to be extremely hateful until the demon is destroyed. Fortunately, its rare that anyone feels that much bad emotion, so the amount of demons isnt overwhelming. They usually find me something about me attracts them, as in they want to destroy me. And you thought YOUR perfume was too strong.

Thats pretty much a crash course on my life. Now back to the present.

I stopped in front of an alleyway when I felt it. I cant explain it, it was just this feeling. It was different from the other feeling, the one that tells me when a demon is about to attack. When that happens, I feel hot-blooded, ready to fight. Now, I felt fear, something cold, like it was freezing over my boots. I couldnt move. Then something appeared. I didnt know what it was, but it was in no way a demon.

For the first time in a long, long while, I was scared.

For the first time in my life, I really, truly screamed.