FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Tim rushed through the front door, slung his back-pack full-speed into the open closet, and charged straight upstairs to his room. The sixteen year old fox tore his school clothes off, threw on some house slacks, and finally grabbed the bag that contained the entirety of his summer within.

His paw dipped inside and lifted out a slim VR game-case that had a beautiful, jaw-dropping red-fox vixen posing in a scarlet dress on the cover. His eyes drunk her in for a few seconds before reading the title.Playdog IV Ultimate Edition: Play Harder.

His whole body shivered. A pleasant stirring began inside his boxers. He couldn't believe his friend Axle had managed to sneak this from his older brother, and he believed less that he actually had it in his paws. The '25+' age rating emblazoned in red on the cover said it all, as did the yellow warnings with lots of tiny text he wasn't going to read.

His VR unit, a Sensa 4B, had been the result of three years worth of nagging, pleading, and downright bitching at his parents and it was actually up to the job of playing this. It could produce environments that were indistinguishable from reality of course, as all VR units could for more than ten years now, but it was also powerful enough to do all of the extra heavy-lifting a simulation game like this needed.

Feeling his stomach bubble and his ears twitch with excitement, he carefully slid the flat rectangle of plastic-coated crystal from the case and slotted it into the machine's port. His paws fumbled the glasses, neural-fabric helmet, and gloves on in his hast. He sat down on the cushions in the middle of his bedroom floor and went quiet in anticipation.

The world around him dimmed quickly into blackness, leaving him floating in nothing. Some smooth, jazzy music lifted up all around him, and then he saw a figure walking out of the black ahead of him.

It was the vixen from the cover. She strode towards him in a pair of tall, sandal high-heels, her too-beautiful figure flowing under her tight red dress, her head tilted confidently forward, her muzzle lifted in a sly, knowing smile, her green eyes blazing into his.

His muzzle fell open, and he just gawked at her like someone watching their house burn down from across the street.

She strode to a stop in front of him and posed with her paws on curvaceous hips. "Hiya, stud."

He nearly whimpered out loud. The tingling between his legs had erupted into rushing pressure; it was like her voice was stroking him with silk.

"Welcome to Playdog. I'm Starlet, your host. What do you want to do first? Will we create your ideal girl, play one of the pre-made scenarios, or do you want to..." she leaned forward, her paws sliding down to her thighs, her voluptuous cleavage staring him in the face, "...see a bit more of me?"

"Oh yeah," he said, completely automatic, "I wanna see more of you."

She smiled at him, and then stood back up into her hip-leaning pose. "Sure thing, hun. I'm available from all major stores, just look me up, hit 'buy', and we can get to know each other_so_much better."

"Aw, man!" Tim hit the invisible carpet beside him with his fist, and stared at her in hot disappointment. "I thought this edition had everything!"

"Oh, I'm not part of_this_game, hun, you've got the full version right here. Want to play one of the pre-made scenarios? They're the best way for new players to start."

His disappointment ebbed, and he nodded. "Yeah ok, let's do that."

"Sure thing, stud." She winked at him and stepped aside.

A grid of tiles swept in from the sides and covered the view ahead of him. They floated in mid-air, each with a different icon and a smiling girl of varying species in the bottom corner.

"Let's find out what you'd like to see most, mm?" Starlet stepped forward again and fixed him in those burning green eyes. "Do I have your permission to run a quick test to see what arouses you most?"

Tim grinned slack-jawed at her cleavage. "Yeah, sure."

Her smile deepened. "Look straight ahead, and try not to blink."

Images burst before his eyes. They flicked past in an explosion of colours, shapes, and almost-snatched glimpses of almost-recognisable scenes. He stared ahead, eyes glazed by the violent assault, until it vanished as suddenly as it had started and he was looking back at Starlet's barely covered breasts.

"Mmm..." she said, looking at him with a wry smile, "I know just the thing to start you off with. Something with a vixen in it, and something with a feral male, too."

"What?" He blinked, and did a double-take at her. "A feral?"

She nodded. "Trust me, hun. The test shows me what gets you hot, and the idea of a feral male mounting and taking a woman was one of them. You like vixens most, with canine girls second, and felines third, so something with a feral and a vixen will be just your thing."

"Oh. Uh..." His cheeks heated stinging red along with the edges of his ears, and his mind flashed back to their sex education classes.

"All canine women and girls, including vixens, should be careful around feral canine males. Feral canines are usually attracted to their more evolved counterparts due to the near-identical pheromones give off by both species.

"Due to the similarity in DNA, it is possible for a canine women to become pregnant if a feral male mates with her. The offspring of such a union is called a 'Ferine'. Ferines are identical in appearance to normal ferals, but possess higher intelligence and are physically stronger.

"It's been found that feral males can scent this evolutionary advantage their offspring will have if they mate with a canine woman instead of one of their own. The reward centres in a feral male's brain trigger higher and for longer when mating with a woman, as opposed to a feral female. This drives them to have a more intense attraction towards our kind, and makes any feral that has already mated with a woman even more dangerous."

He'd never even thought about looking at that kind of porn. Sure, he knew it existed, but it was one of those 'taboo' areas he just automatically avoided. The thought of anyone finding out that he'd looked at that kind of stuff was deterrent enough. When he thought about it though, watching a beautiful canine girl or young vixen being bred by a feral male, knowing she had a high chance of getting pregnant with its pups...

His erection pulsed inside his boxers and he decided that finding out couldn't hurt. "Ok."

The grid of tiles flickered past, scrolling along, until it stopped and one jumped out in front of him. It had a picture of a castle in the backdrop. The head of a vicious looking wolf lifted to the sky in the foreground, howling up at the moon in the top left. The bottom corner was taken up by the brightly smiling face of a stunningly beautiful young vixen with a golden tiara perched between her triangular ears.

"The princess and the wolf," he read, the title in gothic black writing underneath.

"You'll like this one a lot. Shall I begin it for you?"

His stomach scrunched with nerves and excitement. "Um, okay. Let's do it."

Starlet grinned. "Enjoy, hun. Call me if you need me." She faded into the black background, and the icon grew to fill his whole view ahead.

Blue sky emerged all around him and brightened until he was flying above fields and villages towards a castle in the distance.

A voice came over from somewhere above him. "The beautiful vixen princess Viana is due to wed her love, the fox prince Herlet, in a ceremony that all in the kingdom shall behold."

He flew all the way to the castle walls, and then over them, watching the decorations and colourful flags arrayed around the courtyards inside. His view moved upwards to a window in one of the towers and looked through.

The gorgeous vixen from the icon stood in front of a large dressing table and mirror; she was jaw-dropping with her full figure on display. She wore a tantalizingly revealing dress of green gauze that left her midriff bare and showed off most of her legs. She held a golden hairbrush and was stroking it through her shoulder-length auburn hair, smiling at her reflection and humming happily, positively glowing with youth and beauty.

The announcer cut back in. "Little does she know that Trevin, the mage her father banished from the kingdom a year ago to this day, has one last surprise for the king's daughter that, if successful, will taint their family line forever and ruin her marriage before it can even begin."

His view moved inside the room, passing through the wall, and went just behind and above the beautiful princess. She stopped combing her hair, put the brush down on the dresser, and stood up to her full height.

Just like the main character in Sword Slash Six, he instantly knew that he now had control of her. He turned her around, made her look up at him, and grinned like a six year old in a candy store.Now this is more like it.

He made her smile, sly and seductive, and pose for him so he could get a better look at her, but before he could do anything else something interrupted him.

Movement came from further inside the room, and he twisted her around to look on reflex.

Some kind of swirling light was growing in mid-air near the four-poster bed set in the middle of her bedchamber. It crackled with energy, swirling faster and getting bigger with each passing second, and began to whip up wind inside the room that blew the drapes around and knocked trinkets off tables.

"Trevin went deep into the forests, and found the strongest and largest alpha-male wolf at the head of the largest pack. Enchanting this fearsome beast with even stronger lust than it already possessed, Trevin sent the creature to her chambers with one goal."

The light erupted into a flash of blue and purple energy, and the huge, powerful wolf stood in its place. Shaggy and torn slate-grey fur covered it, its frame sinuey and bulky with muscle, its fierce open-muzzle snarl and bright amber eyes fixed to the princess.

"To slake his ravenous, diabolical lust with the princess's body, to breed her like one of his own pack, and to fill her with the feral cubs that will be her downfall and disgrace."

The wolf stalked forwards across the sumptuously carpeted floor. His muzzle held low, he snarled and came directly towards the terrified vixen.

Tim moved her backwards, his heart thumping hard with excitement and adrenaline, and looked at the new status indicators that had appeared now that the game had properly started.

She had three bars; health, willpower, and pleasure. Her health and willpower bars were full and green, and her pleasure bar was empty. The pleasure bar had a red area right at the top. She also had an 'Arousal level', which right now was reading 0%.

He could also see the wolf's stats. His health was green, but it wasn't full; it was decreasing by one point every second. His pleasure bar had a small bit filled at the bottom, and his arousal level was 50%.

"The creature had to act quickly, for his life depended on taking the princess. If she could hold him off for long enough, his magically altered body would die, his goal lost."

A message flashed up before him:Hold off the wolf until he perishes!

The wolf pounced forward at her with a snarl, and Viana screamed. Tim tried to move her, but it was too late; the creature's jaws closed around the material on her wrist, and he tore the sleeve from her top with a twist of his head.

She recoiled, horrified and tearful, and stumbled backwards across the floor. Tim made her turn and run towards the bed, trying to get away, but the wolf pounced on her back. She cried out, the view flashed red, and a small chunk came off her health. The wolf's jaws held on to the skirt around her hips, and he tugged violently against the light material, shaking his head sharply around.

Another message flashed up:Don't let him strip her! Escape!

A new bar appeared overhead. One half was blue, representing Viana's side of the struggle, and the other was other red for the wolf's side. A new kind of interface came up; one he'd seen similar versions of in other games. Colours, symbols, and shapes would fall quickly down in front of him and he'd have to picture them in his mind before they vanished. The cascade of items had already started and he'd missed nearly all of them already.

Viana screamed and grasped at her skirt as it was torn from her waist by the wolf, the bar having filled completely with red, the wolf victorious. She let go and stumbled back, now utterly naked apart from her damaged top, her gorgeous legs on full view, and more importantly to him - the tuft of soft, downy fur nestled between them.

The wolf's pleasure level jumped for a moment, and his arousal went to 75%.

Viana's arousal increased to 5% and her health took another hit, but still stayed green.

Tim stared at her, lost from the game, ignoring everything else but her amazing ass, bushy tail, sexy legs, and cute footpaws, all for him to look at as much as he wanted.

She stepped back, holding her paws up in a pathetic defense, reverting to her normal behaviour without Tim's guidance or help.

The wolf pounced on her again. The_Escape!_Screen flashed up, this time with its jaws tearing at her top.

Tim stared at the swell of her voluptuous breasts underneath, and just ignored the mini-game going on in front of him.

The bar above her filled with red, her blue colour vanishing without much of a struggle, and Viana shrieked as her last piece of clothing was torn from her, baring her full, perky breasts to both Tim and the wolf.

The wolf's arousal jumped to 85% and Viana's went to 15%. The view flashed red and another chunk went off of her health, bringing it down to about a fifth off.

The wolf's health was yellow and nearing half way by this point. It kept falling steadily, and Tim wondered if he was getting desperate to survive.

Viana stumbled back again, now completely naked and utterly luscious, and Tim had her turn and run towards the bed again. This time he managed to get her to the other side of it, putting it between her and the wolf, but the wolf just leapt up onto the covers and stared at her with hungry eyes.

Tim looked for a way to escape, but he didn't react or even try to move her; so much of him wanted to see what would happen if he just let the wolf have his way with the sexy princess that he left her standing still and helpless.

He got his wish a second later. The wolf leapt forward and snapped his jaws closed around her wrist; Viana screamed in pain and terror, her health went down with a red flash, and the_Escape!_Bar appeared above them once again. Tim ignored it, his stare fixed to her, and watched the bar fill with red as the wolf won easily yet again.

A small amount of blood soaked into her fur from where his jaws clamped around her wrist. He pulled her backwards, snarling and growling, twisting his whole head, making her shriek and cry with pain. She went with him, desperate not to make the bite worse, and let him pull her forwards onto the sumptuous red sheets of her royal bed. She climbed onto all fours, crawling obediently behind him.

A message flashed up;Danger! Don't let him have her!

The wolf growled low and deep, and the heavy sheath hanging between his legs swelled. His arousal shot to 90% and his pleasure bar started wobbling around near the bottom. The bright red tip of his malehood slid out, followed by the rest of his thick, feral length. Veins criss-crossed it, the twin-balled bulge of his knot at its base, and his heavy balls settled down behind it, aching and ready to fill the beautiful, royal vixen with animal seed.

Viana gasped and panted, holding her bleeding wrist still in his jaws, her huge eyes staring straight at his arousal. Her own bar jumped up to 30%.

Tim knew his last chance to properly save her from being raped was right now, but his own blood-rushing hard-on kept him staring at her with dream-like eagerness to watch everything unfold.

She yelped and fell forwards onto the soft bedsheets, her wrist released from the wolf's hold. The_Escape!_Bar still hovered above her, but was solid red with the wolf's dominance, and without Tim even trying to help she was as good as his plaything.

He jolted forwards and let out a snarl, his jagged teeth bared, the terrible sound bouncing around the room.

Viana screamed and fell backwards, flopping onto her back, scrambling to get away over the covers, but making one utterly fatal mistake; opening her legs to the animal in her panic and haste.

The wolf saw his chance and wasted no time. He leapt forwards and fell upon her vulnerability with ravenous abandon. His forelegs hooked over her thighs, locking him onto her, and his slavering muzzle fell down to the petals of the princess' utterly exposed pussy.

Viana half-gasped, half-yelped, and her pleasure bar shot up to the mid-way. She struggled and scrambled, her legs in the creature's powerful hold, his slavering tongue lapping frantically at her moistening arousal. The view started pulsing slowly with red, and Tim saw her health slowly taking damage.

The vixen stopped yelping and started gasping. Her fear-stricken stare locked on the muzzle buried between her legs, her whole body relaxed slightly; her pleasure bar jumping and wavering around at about half way. Its effect started to show on her beautiful features, and she winced and groaned so erotically that Tim shivered where he sat.

The wolf's arousal climbed steadily to 100%. His dripping erection hung between his back legs, engorged and throbbing with pressure, only a foot away from the princess's dripping sex.

A different, comically-evil voice cut across the action from nowhere, "Given-up, have we?"

The twisted, pitted face of a green-skinned male lizard wearing a pointed witch's hat appeared in-mid air off to one side. The comical apparition grinned a yellow, tooth-gapped grin down at the groaning, weakly-struggling vixen. "Gooood girl, Viana. Let him ravish you, you know you're going to love every second of it, though not nearly as much as I." The imposter, which Tim guessed had to be the evil mage Trevin, turned and looked directly at him. "Let him take her: you're going to love watching him mount her like his cowering bitch, and I get your next twenty game credits the moment he ties his feral knot in the hot little vix."

"Huh?" Tim blinked. "What does that mean?"

"Oh, nothing," Trevin drawled, looking up offhandedly, "only that you'll lose the ability to play any more of these scenarios until you've earned them all back."

"What!?" Tim stared at the stupidly dressed floating head. "I need credits to play these?"

"Oh yes. It's not a_game_for nothing, my boy. There has to be some consequence for losing, which, looking at how the young vixen is starting to enjoy herself..."

Tim looked down with sudden dread and saw helpless Viana gasping open-muzzled with her eyes closed, her paws holding the wolf's head between her open legs, the loud sounds of his huffing, slavering, and lapping mixed with growls of desire.

"...Will not be long." Trevin grinned back at him, and vanished in a puff of smoke.

_Crap_he thought, and immediately took stock of the situation. Viana's health was down to half, and her pleasure bar was hovering around two-thirds. The mini-game that he'd been ignoring must have been getting more and more difficult as she'd weakened and now the symbols and colours were rushing by in flashes.

He concentrated and started knocking them off one by one as they flashed down the screen. The tide had long-since turned while he'd been talking, though; as skilled as he was from marathon sessions of_Sword Slash Six,_the mini-game had become a fire-fight in the upper stories of a tinder-dry mansion with a glass of water.

The bar stayed solid red with the wolf's dominance. A few tiny slivers of blue flickered at the very edge when Tim managed a fluke run of symbols, but there just was no way of gaining any ground at all.

Viana writhed and moaned erotically under the animal's assault, her pleasure bar spiking up into the high seventies, her legs losing their struggle to close around his slavering, lapping muzzle.

Tim's vision flashed bright, solid yellow, and the room slowly faded back into view with a warning hovering over the vixen princess:WARNING: you are __aroused and_ weakened! Movement and willpower are reduced!_

The_Escape!_ Bar vanished from above Viana's head. The wolf lifted his dripping muzzle away from her sex, his chops glistening with her musky arousal, his sensitive nose soaked with her intimate scent, and growled out loud with urgent need. His cock throbbed and bounced between his back legs, leaking drips and squirts of fluid.

Tim regained control of Viana and made her scramble quickly off the bed. She jumped onto the floor and turned to stare wild-eyed at the animal, panting hotly over her pink tongue, her inner thighs soaked with her own lust and the wolf's drool. He tried to make her back away slowly, but she didn't move right away; instead, her eyes went to the engorged length hanging rigid between the animal's legs and stayed there, wide with shock.

The vixen's arousal bar trickled up to 85%. She panted deeply, standing still, and watched the wolf stalk over the bed towards her.

"Move, come-on!" Tim tried harder and harder to move her until she finally stepped back and came under his control again. Her steps were sluggish and delayed, and a message glowed beside her nearly-full arousal bar:WARNING: Arousal too high! Willpower and movement reduced further. Hold him off to cool back down!

Viana stepped daintily backwards, her eyes never leaving the wolf, her paws held out beside her for balance. Her gorgeous figure captured Tim's eyes again, the princess so beautiful and magnetic with her sleek orange fur on display, her voluptuous breasts and generous hips holding his eyes far more than the warnings and stats flashing around the edges of his vision. Seeing such a beautiful young vixen panting with arousal sent tremors through his spine and his groin.

The wolf leapt down onto the floor and circled around her, his nose flaring with her scent. His health bar had started to decrease again once he'd stopped licking her out, but it was still green and over three quarters full.

She only had a third of her health left and the bar glowed darkish-yellow that verged on orange. Her fur was dishevelled and her hair messy around her shoulders, the naked vixen twice as sexy and vulnerable than before.

Tim's concentration waned as his steadily pulsing lions throbbed harder. He desperately wanted to make her climb down onto all fours, lift her tail, and give the animal what he wanted: Viana with her pussy in the air, panting with arousal, inviting him to mount her and bull her like his whimpering bitch until he knotted.

The princess stepped backwards on her tip-toes without his guidance. Her paws felt blindly for furniture or walls behind her, fumbling along the edges of dressing tables and cabinets, her terrified stare never leaving the wolf. She kept backing away until her paws met solid resistance, and her eyes went wide; Viana pressed her back into the far wall of the room and darted her wild stare from side to side.

Urgent snarls came from the creature's scarred muzzle and through his rows of canine teeth. The wolf's eyes burned for her, his veined cock visibly aching, his movements quick and deft.

"Aw man..." Tim whined, caught between ogling her along with the wolf and thinking of his only game credits going to that stupid wizard. "Hey, uh, Starlet? You there?"

The room and its contents snapped still, and a familiar smooth, sexy voice came from behind him. "Yes, Sire?"

Tim turned around to see the jaw-dropping vixen spread out over one of the room's long sofas, her legs laying together under that scarlet red dress, her breasts nearly falling out of its low-cut neckline, her playful smile and ice-cool eyes on him. "Is sire enjoying himself?"

"Uh..." embarrassment flashed through his gut, "...well, yeah, I guess so. But what about these game credits, what are they?"

"Game credits are used to unlock stages and to play stages that are available to you."

"So, I used game credits to play this one?"

She nodded. "Yes, you used five credits to play this scenario."

"How many do I have left?"

"Twenty."

"Aw, man! So if I lose this, I'll lose everything I have left?"

"That's right, but don't worry, stud." She bounced her eyebrows and let a little tongue slip through her muzzle. "You can always buy more if you link a credit-card to your account."

He frowned flatly at her. "And if I can't do that?"

"Then you'll have to earn them back the normal way; by playing the forfeit game that comes after a defeat. Each scenario has a good end and a bad end. Both let you earn game credits, but the bad ending forces you to play through it."

"What's the bad ending in this game?"

Starlet pouted at him. "Sorry honey; I can't tell you, and you know how much I hate saying no."

"Great." He eyed her in irritation. "Bet you wouldn't say no if I signed a credit card up."

"Oh, you will?" The jaw-dropping vixen blossomed into an enthusiastic smile. "That's wonderful, hun! Just go to the payment menu and-"

"No, I'm not!" Tim bounced his balled-up fist off the invisible carpet again. "Damn it, you'd be so much nicer if they hadn't made you say that junk."

"Oh, honey..." She frowned sympathetically. "I'm sorry if I've upset you." The vixen brightened up hopefully, her voice as silky as ever, and batted her long, luscious eyelashes at him. "Please forgive me, Sire?"

He knew she wasn't real, and yet, there was no way he could possibly resist that. "Um, yeah, of course..."

"Wonderful." Starlet slunk back into her sly, knowing smile. "You'll just have to play through the scenario to find out. And don't worry, hun-" she gave him a wink, "-the bad ends can be just as much fun as the good ones." She lifted a paw, snapped her padded fingers, and vanished from the couch.

The room jolted back into action in front of him. Viana's terrified whimpering filled the air, the young princess standing with her back pressed against her bedroom wall, her wide eyes riveted to the growling wolf in front of her.

Tim groaned; he wanted to see her on all fours being mounted and bulled full of feral wolf pups more than anything else.

"Pssst," hissed something on his right.

Tim jumped, the action freezing again in front of him, and turned his head.

Trevin grinned at him, the lizard's stupid had askew, his head floating a foot away. The lizard winked. "Here."

Another option appeared in his list of available actions, besides moving her and fighting back against the wolf. The icon looked like a black, dripping love heart with wisps of magic around it. Tim frowned, his eyes still straying to Viana ever few seconds, and glared at the annoying mage. "What's that?"

"It would be so distressing for poor Viana if she were..." Trevin glanced up at the ceiling as though trying to play innocent, "...taken against her will, don't you agree?"

Tim frowned at him, thinking of those game credits and all the other scenarios he wouldn't be able to play if this idiot got them.

"Look." Trevin's lizard face dropped. "I think we both want the same thing. If you use that on her, she'll grow more 'willing' by the second. Drain her willpower for me, and I'll hold back the wolf until she's panting-horny, dripping wet, and begging him to fuck her silly. Then you can watch her_truly_enjoy it, no screaming or crying or unpleasantness involved. What do you say?"

Tim stared. "What?"

"You've lost anyway." Trevin darted his eyes down in irritation. "Use it, or she'll be a screaming, crying mess while he rapes her in front of you, and-" he lowered his voice and narrowed his eyes, "-it'll be all_your_fault." The lizard's floating head disappeared in a puff of smoke, and the world unfroze around him.

Viana let out a dainty scream and pushed herself along the wall, into the corner, her horrified eyes fixed to the twitching male muscle between the wolf's legs.

Tim looked frantically at the options he had. She still had a third health and her willpower was almost half full._I could try to run past him, fight him off if he grabs her..._His eyes were fixed to the new symbol, the black dripping heart. Tingling with arousal, he pushed it a little and watched Viana with wide eyes.

The vixen stopped. She gasped, her beautiful face full of shock, and her green eyes darted straight up into his - looking_right_at him. Then her legs turned inwards and her muzzle opened in a soft, sexy moan.

Her pleasure bar lifted to a third and started dropping back down again. A small bit chipped away from her willpower and her arousal level ticked up a few percent.

Tim's heart pounded against his ribs. He pushed it again, harder, and stared into Viana's eyes.

Her eyelashes fluttered and she moaned, loud and incredible, her knees turned into each other and her paws flinching down between her legs. She gasped for air, stricken, and blinked her eyes open to stare up at him in terror, her beautiful face crying out,Don't betray me!

He pushed it again and held it down.

Viana winced, her paws darting down between her legs in vain effort to protect herself. She fell back against the wall, standing up on her tip-toes, her bare footpaws turned inwards towards each other, and cried out with her paws hiding the centre of her pleasure.

The wolf slavered and whined, whimpering in raw need, his arousal maxed at 100% and his pleasure bar wavering around near the bottom.

Viana moaned so deeply her muzzle lay open, her eyes closed with what she was feeling, her paws starting to move between her legs instead of just holding her there.

Tim's view pulsed red and her health trickled down. Her pleasure bar shot up and hovered at three quarters, spiking up to nearly full, and her willpower fell down and down into the last quarter.

Cheesy manic laugher filled the air in the distance, and a glowing collar of purple energy crackled to life around the wolf's neck, holding him in place.

Viana yelped, her back slid down the wall, and the vixen princess sat down opposite the wolf, her legs open and her paws between them, touching herself with an open muzzle and half-lidded eyes, overcome and in so much pleasure it sent shivers wracking through the male animal and Tim alike.

He stopped when she had a last sliver of health left. Her arousal was full at 100%, her pleasure bar wobbled around half, and her willpower was at 1%.

She panted hotly over her tongue, staring at the wolf's twitching loins in longing, and spread her legs open wider, playing with the wet heat between her legs.

Tim tingled all over. His breathing was shallow, his heart racing. He knew what the wolf wanted, what he'd wanted this whole time, and what would finally finish her, so moved Viana while he still had control of her.

He made her get up onto her knees in front of the wolf, facing the slavering animal with her perky tits cupped in her paws. Tim imagined the wolf's feral pups drinking from them, lapping up her milk, her evolved vulpine genes mixed with an animal's, and tremors ran through his legs and along his back.

Viana licked her lips, her pink tongue running along her muzzle, and she panted for the fierce feral male with open lust in her beautiful eyes. Tim made her turn her back on him, drop down onto all fours, her paws and knees on the carpet, and then look over her shoulder at him and lift her heart-shaped ass into the air.

The buzzing collar snapped away from his neck. The wolf snarled, padding forwards, his nose lifted to sniff the scents coming from underneath her tail.

Tim made her lower her front down until her breasts pressed into the carpet, her back curved with her ass stuck straight up in the air, her head still turned to watch the wolf over her shoulder. Then, his own paws trembling, he made her lift her tail up and aside, exposing the wet, matted fur of her pussy to the animal's ravenous eyes.

The wolf growled, then whined, the sound almost pathetic. He pushed his nose against her pussy, snuffing loudly, scenting her deeply, before he lunged forwards and hooked his front legs around her curvy ass. He reared up over her submissive demeanour with a savage snarl, taking his rightful place, his hanging, aching loins already thrusting while his back legs walked him closer. His throbbing animal cock brushed her leg and he growled, then thrust against her thigh leaving a wet streak, then thrust forward against her pussy, its pointed tip finally finding her, and with nothing to stop him, the animal's bare cock slid into her wet sex and vanished up to his half-full knot.

Viana went rigid under him, her face frozen in shock, her shoulders hunched down under the wolf's snarling muzzle, her pussy stuffed full of the seven inch feral cock she'd been eyeing since he appeared in her room.

The wolf grasped her curvy ass more firmly with his front paws, hunching more over her, while his back legs walked his groin right up against her - he went wild, driven on instinct, and started humping her with fast, powerful, desperate strokes that slapped his hanging balls against her thighs and drove every inch of his feral length into her.

Viana yelped and yipped, cowing down under his assault, her muzzle open in a look of pleasure and disbelief.

Tim's view went bright red every time the wolf hilted inside her. Five strokes of his cock had her down to her very last bar of health, and then he thrust into her again, humping her relentlessly, and she cried out into her bedchamber, pushed over the edge into climax and, as far at the game went, utterly defeated.

Tim was shaking. He breathed hard, his own tongue hanging from his muzzle, his body tingling like he wasn't getting enough air. He noticed the stats and bars again. The wolf was gaining health every time he thrust into her, beyond 100%, and was at over 200% now. His pleasure bar was almost full and wavering near the top, his arousal still at 100%.

Viana's health was at zero and greyed out. Her willpower was the same; empty and greyed out. Her pleasure bar had hit full when she'd cried out and now it wavered near the top - her own arousal at 100% as well. She gazed back at the wolf, wincing and bucking forward when his heavy groin slapped against her behind, a look of growing terror mixed with undeniable enjoyment on her pretty features.

"Well done," Trevin said, the lizard's floating head at his side again. He grinned, tooth-gapped and ugly. "Thank you for being so gullible. Oh, this is wonderful."

Tim shook his head, still shaken and too horny to think straight. "What?"

"You could have easily won! Did I forget to mention that?" Trevin laughed again and turned to watch the wolf whimper in euphoria as he fucked the princess. "These games are all designed to get easier if you do worse, so you could have come back and won the good ending if you'd just tried."

Tim stared at Viana, at her beautiful body cowed under the wolf, and felt the air rush out of his lungs.

"She's so beautiful, and now I get to have her." Trevin cackled and threw a misty, ethereal arm around Tim's shoulders, his face an inch from his muzzle. "I want to thank you. After he breeds her belly full of pups, she's mine to take back to my lair and have as I please. In fact, I can thank you then, because you'll be playing her! Try not to let her cum too quick; I like a challenge, and the longer she lasts, the better for me."

Tim's mind clashed with so many things. The bad end mini-game was playing as Viana with Trevin? He could have won and saved her if he'd just tried? Did he want to save her? No, he didn't. He wanted her like this, with the wolf mounting her, breeding her, having her, taking her...

The wolf's pleasure bar shot to the top and he howled to the ceiling, a final thrust smacking his groin hard against her heart-shaped ass, his feral knot tied inside her, his cock spurting animal seed into the princess's gorgeous body.

A deep sigh left Trevan. "That's it. Oh my, yes. She'll be pregnant by sundown. Hopefully triplets, or more, if my spell has its way."

Viana yelped, finally stricken with the horror that should have been there, her rump in the wolf's clutches, her pussy full of his cumming, leaking cock, her woman's body at the animal's mercy and given to his pleasure.

The animal growled and slavered all over her back in his ecstasy, dripping thick gobs of drool from his slack jaws onto her fur, his unfocused eyes straight ahead and his chest heaving to pant for air, his twitching loins held as deep as he could get them into the sexy young vixen's helplessly tied pussy.

Tim's eyes drifted closed. His head filled with rushing pressure and pleasure all at the same time, locking his muzzle open and his claws into the carpet on either side of him, the feeling so intense that his ears filled with roaring in time with his heartbeat. Then it started to fade, leaving him gasping and reeling in wondrous pleasure for another few moments before that burned away as well.

His jeans were wet. Gasping, he felt down with his paw onto the solid, numb, pleasure-filled rod of his hard-on and the sticky wet patch around its tip. "Oh fuck," he whispered, panting, feeling like he was nearly ready to cum again.

"Did sire enjoy that?"

He looked back up into Starlet's cleavage, the jaw-dropping vixen leaning down in front of him with her paws on her knees, her wry smile showing a bit of tongue. "Well?"

"Uh," he breathed, still trying to catch his breath, "yeah."

"Good." Starlet's smile turned sly. "I thought you'd like it."

Tim looked around them - the castle was gone. He wasn't in the game anymore; it was the black, empty space he'd seen when the game first started.

"Don't worry, Hun. You come back here when you've had a... release." Starlet leaned further towards him and winked. "Or, more technically, an orgasm. So you can cool off a little, and decide if you'd like to keep playing, or pause things for later."

"Oh." He was still trembling all over, but the wet patch on his jeans was starting to feel cold and sticky against him. "I guess I should stop."

"Okay, hun. Your call." Starlet leaned back up to her full height, her bare footpaws upright in those tall shoes, and turned to strut away into the blackness, her hips slinking under her tight scarlet dress, her tip-toes landing neatly in a straight line one after the other, her heels clacking loud on the unseen floor. She turned her head and blew him a kiss, her voice fading away. "Don't keep me waiting for too long, hun. I'll be dying to see you again."