The Wolfmen Tribe
#6 of Macona Stories
This story is a bit different in style, written from the perspective of a script for a narrator. Like something from the documentary "Earth", follow this scene through a year in the life of a tribe of highly sexual Wolfmen.
Contains: tentacles, egg laying, harems, wolves, M/M, M/F/F/F and more.
*camera zones all around the planet earth, zooming in to find different locations*
"The earth is a beautiful place, full of hot deserts, rainy jungles, rolling plains and diverse forests. Today we take you to one of the harshest climates on earth, the great north"
*the camera settles on the north and zooms in slowly, approaching snowy mountains, topping tree lines, then leveling with the ground flying around a frozen grassland.*
"Here in the north there are all sorts of creatures big and small"
*a snow white rabbit pokes his head out of a hole, cautiously sniffing around before moving to a patch of grass nearby*
"But just like in any area of the planets, this frozen land is all about survival"
*an eagle swoops down and grabs the rabbit, taking off with it*
*The camera changes, finding a cliff side. A few snow covered tents dot the edges, smoke billowing from the top of only one tent. A cave sits nearby, covered with a primitive wood gate.*
"Here in this frozen north we find an interesting tribe of Wolfmen. Considered to be one of the fiercest predators, they hunt in organized packs to secure their next meal. But it's the middle of winter and this tribe do something extraordinary with the help of some little friends, to survive a frozen wasteland."
*The camera flies down into the smoke and down into the tent. Largest of all the tents, its thick walls and large fire in the middle keep the area inside warm and comfortable. There are woven baskets with dried meat and spears propped near the door. All around, lounging on fur pelts, are male wolfmen. They seem asleep early this morning as one scratches their balls and another taps his foot in his dreams.*
"The wolfmen here are all asleep in this early morning, food reserves keep them fed throughout the day with the occasional excursion to find fresh meat. While difficult this time of year, hunting is not impossible. Many times the males will wait, feeding off the reserves until an opportunity arises with a passing creature or herd."
*the camera move around the room*
"You can tell by the body structure of these wolfmen, that everyone in this room is male. So where are the females you might ask. Well remember how i told you this tribe survives the winter with the help of some extraordinary friends, well let's head over there now"
*the camera exits the tent and moves along a path towards the gate at the cave. A small door inside the gate opens and the camera moves inside. Switching to a low light vision the camera moves deep into the cave, two males with spears talk quietly by a fire. While not as warm as the tent, the cave is not freezing. Nearby a mound of furs line the back wall. Every so often they shift.*
"Deep in this cave, hiding safe and warm under all that fur are the females. The camera crew is unable to get any closer, as the males are very protective of their females, especially this time of year. Unlike the males, the females are able to sleep through the winter."
*the scene changes to a graphic of a sleeping female wolfman and begins to animate the nariation*
"The females aren't like bears or other species with the ability to naturally hibernate, instead this tribe has discovered a very useful symbiotic creature. Called the molestworm,
*the graphic shows a long purple worm with little to any features other than a mouth like that of a leach*
This creature uses the female reproductive system of other species to reproduce themselves. Finding males of their own kind through a mating ball at the first signs of winter, the males will then die off and the females go on the lookout for females of the mammal variety.
*the graphic shows a female Wolfman and the Molestworm*
This is where the wolfmen females come into play. Using the cave to help keep the molestworm in one spot, they lay down and wait for the worms to find them. The molestworm starts by attaching itself with its rows of teeth and suckers to the females mons pubis. Then squirming around it's tail, it will eventually find the female opening and insert itself. Giving off a pleasant pulsing sensation, the molestworm begins to inject its eggs into the womb of the female. The belly begins to swell until full. The wolfmen females will then begin their time getting comfortable inside the pile of furs, ready to settle down for the long winter. During which the attached molestworm begins to inject a potent mixture of nutrients from its mouth straight into the bloodstream. This mixture of nutrients is this tribe's secret to surviving winter.
*the graphic ends*
With the females taken care of, the males only need to guard, sleep and feed themselves."
*the camera backs out of the cave and uses it as a natural transition back into the tent full of males. Now later in the afternoon, the males are sturing from their sleep. Some munch on meat, others chat and some are still asleep. Looking around the room it's obvious there is a hierarchy here. Some smaller males look to be younger and "plain", while larger males show their maturity with hunting scare and manes braided with wooden beads, leather and/or dried grasses. The older males are eating first. One finishes their dried meat, stands up and moves over to a group of younger males talking. In one quick movement the older male grabs the head of the young male with one hand and moves their loincloth with the other to reveal an erect cock. The cock is forced into the mouth of the younger male, who doesn't resist. As if some kind of signal, the other young males that were in conversation, stop what they are doing and move over to some of the other older males that have also finished eating. Within moments all the older males have younger mouths swallowing their girth*
"Back in the tent you can see the daily duties of the males. Without females around, these normally highly sexual tribesmen need to release themselves the only way they know how. At the end of the day, this tribe is very peaceful amongst itself. There is a clear hierarchy based on age that everyone follows. Every male knows their place and does not resist, knowing one day they will be on top."
*the scene continues. The older males are not satisfied with the mouths of the young males this morning. One by one, following the lead of the oldest male, the younger males are flipped over. Some on their knees, others on their back. The older males take their wet cocks and slide them deep inside. The camera moves over to the sound of a yelp. It seems it's the first time for one of the young males but the yelps soon turn to moans as the older male comforts him and takes it slow. The tent fills with a must, fogging the camera lens a few times. Grunting and moans are all that are heard. After not too long, howls then fill the tent as shaking males release their loads. As their reward, the young males are allowed to eat.*
"With that all done and over with the males will return to their day, switching the guard duty and hunting until the day starts over again. It's not too long before spring begins to come back to this winter world"
*a time lapse shows the melting of snow and an early blooming flower*
"Back in the cave the females begin to stir from their long sleep. Those on guard duty wait on the females diligently with fresh water and a strong arm to rest on as they gain back their leg strength. When a majority of the females are awoken, the older females chase off the males for the next process of their symbiotic relation with the molestworm.
What is no more than a shriveled husk, the molestworm falls off the females with ease. Having given up all its own nutrients for the females over the course of the winter. The females, taking turns, move over to a large spot of prepared dried grass. Squatting, they release the eggs from inside them. While the molestworm would have liked its young to remain inside to hatch and feast on the flesh of its host, this is what they will have to live with. While not all eggs will survive outside the females, dedicated caretakers will feed the new hatchingling fresh meat so that they will be mature and be ready for the next hibernation."
*the camera moves once more out of the cave to show the males lined up and visually restless*
"It's an exciting time for the tribe when the females emerge from the cave. The anticipation is felt through everyone. When the first female emerges the males have to hold themselves back and let the females take the lead."
*It so happens the first to exit is the oldest female who gracefully makes her way over to the oldest male greeting him lovingly with nuzzles and kisses. Other older females follow her lead but it's not too long before the younger females emerge and with less grace run to their mates, leaping upon them as the mated pair wrestle on the ground.*
"As you can see the sex ratio in the tribe is not one to one, wether this species thrives on having more females able to hybernate then it does males with mouths to feed"
*the camera moves around showing first the older males, each with multiple females, the oldest having the most. The younger males have one female if not two at this time*
"There are still females to emerge from the cave, escorted by some of the older ones, these females do not run to a mate, for they do not have one yet. These are the youngest females in the tribe, born only the year before but through winter have reached their full maturity as all wolfmen species mature rapidly. In turn some of the older males, after swooning over their mates, bring forward the few young males also without a pair.
The ceremony that begins in very sacred to this tribe. First the unpaired males are gifted a piece of fresh meat, hunted by all the males that morning. The males then take the meat over to an unpaired female and presents it to them. The female can then accept or decline the meat, if they accept then the two are paired. Once the unpaired males have finished the selection goes down the line from the oldest males to the youngest. Many times an older male might find they have enough females and will not take part in the ceremony, giving the younger males that are already paired the chance to grow their harem. In the end, every new female has a belly full of meat and a mate."
*all the wolves depart the cliff side and enter into their tents. The camera follows a young pair. The tent is small but just the right size for the two.*
"This young pair move with caution of each other. All they have to work with are the lessons taught to them by their respective gendered parent. The male moves forward to make the first move, nuzzling under her chin and licking at her ear. The female seems to giggle, leaning forward and grabbing at the males hip. She moves slowly as if a huntress to her pray. The male seems nervous but is obviously aroused by the looks of his now engorged cock. This moment will seal these two together forever. While through the years the male might grow his harem, he will only have one head female, which is always his first female"
*the narrator goes quiet but the camera continues to roll.
The male pushes on the female until she is down on her back. The male moves down and begins nuzzling the female's sex. The female moans and touches the head of her mate. The male laps at the now flowing juices, hitting the females sensitive bud with every soft stroke. The female grabs gently at the males hand and encourages him on top of her. She grabs at his cock and moves it forward into her. Slowly and gently the male inserts himself. Something takes over the pair, some deep instinct, as they suddenly lock on to each other. The female wraps her arms around his neck as their rhythm picks up into a steady pace. The youngsters don't last long. The camera slowly leaves the tent, leaving the cuddling couple panting and shivering in orgasum.*
*the camera moves to another tent, similar in size. The sounds of playful growls and scuffling are heard from inside.*
"Now here we find a newly joined quartet of mates. Years of being together leave the male and the head female over the gentleness of a first meeting and find themselves immerse instantly with each other. The newly joined female seems to have her work cut out for her and this rembucsous younger male."
*The male and female wrestle wildly in the tent, each winning or losing to the other. At some point the male has the head female in a doggy position, teeth sunk deep into her shoulder. She lets out a pleasant yelp and thrusts her hips into the male. Not letting go with his teeth, he grabs his cock and sinks it deep into the female's wet opening. They both grunt helplessly with fast paced movements driving them deep into the pelts beneath them. The other female moves her way over to the new addition. She acts with gentleness, nuzzling at the girl's neck and wrapping her up in her arms. The older of the two works over the young one, stroking her inner thigh, licking her breasts, fingering her wet lips, kissing every inch of her. The young female can't help but moan, grabbing the attention of the male. Leaving the spent head female on the pile of pelt, moaning in her orgasim, the male approaches, cock dripping with cum but ready for more. The older of the two females guards protectively, not wanting to give up her plaything. The male nuzzles in trying to appease the guard dog of a female by lick at her breasts, grabbing at her hips. The older female responds, moaning but not giving in. She insists on being next, laying on her back and pulling the male forward with her legs. The male does not protest and slides his cock into her. With just as much energy as before he pounds his way into the female, tails wagging about. The female reaches for her plaything, pulling the younger one over her muzzle so she can lap at her insides. The younger one moans at the hot tongue hitting her insides. The head female comes around to her senses and also moves to join the group, taking the young perky breasts into her hand and mouth. The male beats harder before cumming deep in his second female. Using her body as a support, the male grabs the new female and lays her on top facing down, the female's belly to belly. The male doesn't take his time and slams into the new girl who lets out a yelp. The head female growls at the male who instantly slows down..for now. The two females on her back rub against each other with every thrust, clits hitting one another and erect nips catching on eachother. The older of the two grabs the younger one's mouth and kisses is passionately. The head female finds herself behind the male, her arms wrapped around to the front, fondling and twisting at his nipples. Her hips hump and push on his, controlling his speed inside the young one. She coos in his ear as he moans deeply. In time she lets his pick up speed only to the passion of the young one's moans. The thrusting picks up, the clits and nips rub harder and the kissing intensifies. In one unifying howl the four climax together.*
*the camera leaves this tent too and makes its way over to the largest tent, the one from before*
"Oh my seems the females have their work cut out for them in here."
*the camera pans to show the mess left behind by a winter long male-fest*
"As the host of the males during the winter, the oldest male is also the one to take care of the mess afterwards. The head female can be seen leading the others in the clean up efforts. Fur pets will be cleaned and hung out to dry, while weapons and baskets of leftover reserves will be handed out equally to the rest of the tribe. But all this work will do nothing to distract the thirsty male. With every climaxing howl of the other tents the oldest male grows more and more restless. But there are plenty of females to go around in this harem. As the oldest male sniffs and nuzzles around the head female she fends him off as long as she can, teasing him in a way. Just before the male seems like he's going to burst, the head female assigns some of the harem to satisfy him as she continues to lead the cleaning effort."
*those assigned gladly leap upon their mate, ripping off his loincloth and instantly straddling his face and cock.*
"It is clear that as a harem grows, the male loses more and more of his influence over the females. Maybe this is why males with larger numbers choose not to partake in the ceremony after a certain point."
*the camera begins to zoom out, away from the females face fucking the oldest male, away from the cliff and off into the sky*
"We leave this tribe for now, knowing that the spring and summer will bless them with a good hunt and plenty of mating. That fall will bring pups and a long winter will being more molestworms. This tribe and its ability to survive in this harsh environment is truly amazing."