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Among the woods live a small settlement of women who tend to the earth and call upon the stars. These witches share an old god which they have established a covenant with, an ancient spirit of the woods that provides them with protection and peace. While the witches receive their good health and protection from the god, the witches themselves need only do a single thing. Each maiden that comes of age must visit the temple ruins at the top of the hill during the night. None are to know what is to happen among the old stones, and when asked the elder women only cackle and shoo the young girls along.

At the bottom of that fated hill, a young curvy girl with fiery red hair and freckled skin looked up at the rocky ruins at the top. Paula had always been told that their god was a kind one and that he never harmed a single girl that met him, and yet she could only feel a cool fear trailing up and down her spine. She knew magic and potions aplenty, but she had never before met a higher being, let alone the god of her people. At times she had thought it was only a jest, and yet here she stood garbed in a loose dress of white, flower garland around her head. With torch in hand, Paula began the trek up the small hill, the night air cool against her skin.

Within the moss covered ruins she looked from side to side, unsure of what to expect. She had been there in the ruins many times and each time she had senses nothing, just as she did now. Paula wondered then truly if her sister's had taken her for a fool, or if perhaps this was some sort of right of way, that no god could ever give them their power. At the center of the ruins lie a small stone votive of a wolf covered in flowers and other offerings given by those of made their way up the hill every day. Paula touched the statue gingerly wondering if this was the false god.

After touching the statue the flame upon her torch went out and a gust of mist came forth, traveling between her legs and coiling around her, sending shivers through her body as she gasped dropping the snuffed out torch to clasp her shoulders as a great chill took over her. The mist then settled by the wolf statue and took shape. A great and powerful wolf took shape before her, white bristling fur and deep eyes black as shadows.

Paula thought for a moment to leave, to turn tail and run, but her body refused to comply. Instead she found herself kneeling before the wolf, her body shivering as the cloth from her body fizzling to mist, the blue night around her turning pitch black and entirely silent. The wolf approached her with simple steps, his eyes appraising her shivering body, her mind unable to process what she was seeing until finally she uttered the words, "My god..."

The wolf simply circled her now, appraising her, not uttering a noise as it drew closer and closer with every step until finally it stood with one back leg raise on high her eyes growing wide as she saw a massive red member appear before her from a fuzzy pouch between the wolf's legs. She tried to recoil as best she could, but instead she approached, her lips planted suddenly upon the red tip. Revulsion touched her mind for only just a moment as she was overcome by a sensation of warmth and pleasure that rocked her entire form.

Both of her hands shot forth to grip upon the massive canine member before her and service it, her lips closing over that thick shaft, her eyes shutting as she let out a muffled moan around that cock. Somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered if she should perhaps stop, if she should perhaps be disgusted at such a thing, but every single negative thought was shoved aside by a sudden feeling of pure ecstasy that rocked her to the core and urged her lips further and further upon that canine cock until she gagged from the effort and had to pull away.

Paula sucked in a breath and coughed, her eyes half-lidded and dreamy as she stroked her god's thick cock. Had she known it would have felt this good she would have never hesitated to kneel before her master. Every little sadness, every little bit of irritation or anger melted away in the face of her god's beautiful cock. As she ran her tongue against the tip of her god's cock she felt a salty spray of pre touch her tongue, her body melting as she felt a shiver of pleasure rocked her form, Paula's hands tightening just a bit to milk his cock, pumping and stroking quickly, desiring so badly to drink her master's seed. She soon received her wish as she brought her lips to suckle upon the wolf's cock, the wolf letting out a snarl before letting a thick load out into her mouth, the twitching cock pouring rope after rope of his seed.

Paula's cheeks flushed deep red, her lips sticking upon the tip of the wolf's cock, drinking in every drop and swallowing before pulling her lips away with a dainty breath. The wolf brought his leg down and snorted turning to her, his eyes focused on her. Again she felt a surge of pleasure travel up her spine and she turned upon her hands and knees to present what she knew the wolf desired. With her supple rear raised high in the air she gasped as she felt the wolf mount her, his arms wrapped around her waist, his hips driving his cock against her thighs and cunt again and again as he desperately tried to enter her. With every thrust, she jolted, with ever missed push, she shuddered.

Paula wasn't sure if her god was teasing her, or if he truly could not enter her, but either way the heat of his cock seemed to press against her entire being with every single thrust. Finally she felt the tip of that canine member press to her pussy, stretching her wide as the feral god thrust inside of her roughly. Without mercy he pushed deep inside of her, already his knot kissing against Paula's pussy. She could feel that all her god desired was to plant his seed inside of her, to grace her with his presence and warmth. The fear and the uncertainty that had gripped her mind and body were now a thing of the past as her hips moved back against the thrusting of the great wolf above her, her insides wet and clenching tight to drag more and more of that cock inside of her as she let out her impassioned moans. Finally the wolf brought his cock deep inside of her one last time, knot and all, his canine member swelling and growing fiery hot her lips parting to squeal as she felt her own orgasm mount followed by a torrential flood of semen that seemed to fill her to the brim, stretching her out even further, a howl sounding off from her god, a howl the shook her being and had her shivering.

Now she found her eyes shutting, her body growing heavy, the wolf above her fading and turning to mist, but as she tried to lift herself up she found that she could not even move. Darkness took her for just a moment before she opened her eyes, sitting up with a start, sweat matting her long hair to her face. Standing she realized that she was fully clothed and her heart was racing, turning her head she saw her garland had been placed around the wolf statue's head. Blinking, she bowed before the statue and said a quiet prayer before turning to leave knowing that she had satisfied the covenant, or perhaps that had simply been a nightmare, both terrifying and exciting all at once.