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A human bolted upright in bed hearing metal knock over just beyond the walls of his home outside. Blinking, he heard a gust of wind that calmed his nerves. 'Probably a pail I left outside.' He was superstitious, and rightfully so. This was Lefkosa country. The creatures living deep within the forest that the human shared with them were as unknown to him as he was to them. Every wily trader spoke of centaurs, trickster foxes, and half human beasts that inhabited the largely unknown forest. Their claims were possibly valid. The woodsman had occasionally caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye, but it would easily disappear into the thick undergrowth of the forest. He had barely lived here for more than a year, and other less fearful temptations were the cause behind it. Cheap land. The land this far out was so cheap it was ridiculous, but there were plenty of reasons so few wanted to live way out here. Myths and tales tantalized everyone's imagination if they dared speak about heading this far west. When he had to build his house, it took twenty silver pieces for the unwavering support of two friends to come help. The animals that inhabited the dark pine and oak forest were indeed rumored to be half human and able to speak.

They were dubbed the Lefkosa Beasts. It was a common shaman tale widely ridiculed by locals back east, but out here the strong presence of nature was always unyielding. He found it hard to believe that the dense forest could harbor any large beasts, but he could never disprove of a well known myth. All the deer, rabbits, and other non carnivores were certainly normal to his eyes, and food was food. Seeing the sunshine already spilling into the curtained window, the human stood up and stretched before retrieving a pair of clothes then boots. He was a hunter, trapper, and woodsman living off the land much like anyone between here and the cities would. Not wasting daylight, he made his way outside in confident strides into the pine tree dominated forest. It was a nice early spring morning. Cool for doing a long day's work outside that started with checking the two dozen trees that had a tap and pail nailed on to each. Syrup was probably the most valuable commodity this far out to him. Crunching over countless pine needles and old leaves from last winter, the first pail had only had some collected. Walking down the man made trail, the second pail had only a little like the first, but small amounts added up.

He strolled across the forest floor whistling a brief tune and headed down a gentle slope where the third tap was set. The maple tree waited with its own pail and tap in full view. Peering over to look, a happy sight of more than an inch of the lightly golden liquid greeted him. Hearing a loud snap from behind made him briefly pause. Looking at the pail hanging from the fixture, he remained still wondering if it would be worth it to look behind just to see the shadow of whatever was there disappear. Turning around, the smug grin fell instantly from his face. Breath escaped him seeing the figure that created the disturbance. Claws, a muzzle, sharp white teeth, pointed ears, a tail, and a body covered in fur greeted him silently. The woodsman found himself speechless, petrified, and out of breath all at once from the unknown creature standing on two legs, like a person, merely a few meters from him. The beast's brown eyes boldly stared into his own as if they alone had the power to keep him still. A furry leg stepped forward shortening the gap between them, breaking the paralyzed fear. He staggered back and bumped into the metal bucket. The Lefkosa creature took two more methodical steps before ominously raising a brown and grey furred hand up. Black clawed hands reached towards him much like death and his scythe. The human fainted into dizzying darkness.

Human eyes blinked awake, able see the wall of a bedroom. The woodsman breathed a huge sigh of relief feeling his body covered in the warmth of his bed and closed his eyes. It was only another nightmare. He was still undressed and safe in bed. His hand grasped the warm furry blanket behind him protectively. The smile left his face quickly.

'Wait... Fur?' He never owned a large pelt that was used as a blanket. Something moved against his front stirring him even more. Looking down, his pupils bloomed seeing a large mixed brown furred hand with noticeable large claws grip his chest. He started to sit up but the arm prevented him from doing so successfully. A mixed grey and brown furred leg hooked over his preventing him from effectively struggling. Panicking, the human reached out across the bed and tried crawling away despite the unnerving growls behind him. The hand shot down between his legs causing the human to immediately freeze. It held his package firmly and a renewed soft growl was given as a warning. He didn't dare move, that was one blow he could not afford to receive. The hand didn't remain still for long either. A soft padded thumb began rubbing underneath the flaccid manhood, sending erotic tingles up his spine involuntarily. Too terrified to move, the wolf's ministrations allowed his organ to swell to prominence and throb in time with his heartbeat. A grunt burst past his trembling lips as the velveteen pads gingerly toyed with his bobbing length.

The teasing suddenly stopped as his body was turned onto its back, allowing him to see the guest in his bedroom. A fairly large wolf; tail, fur, and all, towered over him on all fours. The Lefkosa wolf was undoubtably a she. Other than her animalistic appearance, she did have very human sets of furry breasts. The top pair was noticeably larger than the nearly flat lower two pairs. He looked into her eyes unsure what to expect now, still too afraid to move. She brought a clawed finger underneath his erection and towards the twinned orbs hanging innocently. The human tensed as the animalistic finger delicately traced over his sensitive skin. Her toothy smile only widened with each subtle reaction that she received. The prodding stopped for the woodsman, leaving him fearful as before in her dancing brown eyes. She panted quietly over him before swiftly impaling herself onto his engorged length. The human clenched his teeth and held onto the bed as the vice like grip of her walls practically squeezed the life out of him. The inner heat alone sent a prickly chill up his spine as her muscles coddled his length with every thrust. A black nose and muzzle invaded his sight and pressed against his lips and nose all while she readily mated him. Her tongue darted out and swept over his skin in keen strokes. He tried turning his head away only for a strong hand to hold him in place.

The woodsman gradually accepted the hopefully affectionate gesture and allowed her to wash over his face. Her hips though kept a fast gyration going, overriding him with pleasure. The hunter yelled and came hard into her fertile furnace, only to halfway be silenced by her slippery lupine tongue. Her hips ground him down to the last drop, but she wasn't satisfied with the softening organ. Another squeeze from her inner muscles only allowed for him to slip out, completely exhausted. Seeing the worn out expression on his face, the Lefkosa she wolf crawled off him and out of the bed.

"I come back." She said in a semi gruff voice watching him remain in place, too tired to look away from her. Her claws lightly clicked on the floor away from him. He felt too weak to get up hearing the front door open, then close. He caught his breath and stared at the ceiling wondering if a Lefkosa Beast had really just bedded with him, or this was a recurring nightmare. Eventually a growling stomach interrupted his disbelieving stare to eat breakfast. Feeling some strength return, the human sat up on the edge of the bed preparing himself to stand. It felt as if she had beaten him into the ground with her own body! Soreness ached briefly through his legs and especially his waist as he put on a pair of clothes crumpled in the corner. Legs wobbled with each step to the kitchen, hoping to eat and quiet his growling stomach. Wandering through the quiet room, he looked up into an open shelf for relief. A small stack of dried meat greeted him among a few other things. It was meant as a snack to carry while setting traps all day, but the Lefkosa wolf had changed that. Sitting down at the square oak table with the convenient morsel, he chomped down.

Barely through half of the stack, the door whooshed open like a gust of wind startling him. The same wolf quickly approached with her claws clacking on the wooden floor. He nearly lost his appetite with her recurrence, but she patiently stood back with her clawed hands resting on his shoulders. The hunter realized that the wolf was waiting for him to finish eating, and he slowly brought the meat to his lips. He took his time, looking around for a possible method of escape. However, as soon as the pile was emptied, she picked him up and ended his little scheming ideas. He tensed up in her strong, yet careful grip all the way back to the bedroom. In a few moments, the woodsman was laying on his back once more with the Lefkosa wolf straddling his waist. She growled and looked at his clothes that acted as a barrier between them. Within a blink of either eye, claws tore his shirt to shreds where the pieces were easily tossed aside. Not wanting her to ruin his pants, he quickly took them off as she impatiently waited. As soon as they hit the floor she went to work. One hand cradled his scrotum and the other immediately began caressing his limp malehood above.

He was surprised at her eagerness and held onto the bed as she flicked her tongue over the tip to speed up the process. As soon as he was fully erect, the wolf sat up and buried herself to the hilt making him moan up at the ceiling as if it were the full moon. Svelte walls tugged and squeezed almost too fast and hard for him to comprehend. Soon her claws began poking his shoulders. A low growl demanded that he fill her womb again. The iron like muscles caressed and coaxed his member until he moaned tensing up. His length throbbed and erupted spilling his seed deep within the wolf satisfying her lust. She panted happily and rhythmically brought out the rest from the spent human. Twice already and he just had breakfast! He held steadfastly onto the bed feeling the wolf continue to bounce even as he softened. "St-stop!" He begged making the she wolf's triangular brown furred ears flick. His body need to recover from their first romping. The canine body abruptly stopped to his surprise and laid down, nearly winding the human. He fought for air feeling her claws poke his skin once more as her walls incessantly squeezed his tired flesh.

The Lefkosa wolf nibbled at his jaw before licking a closed eyelid, but a growl showed her annoyance at the humans lack of endurance. She nuzzled his cheek and occasionally shifted her hips as he quietly slept under her.

He woke up feeling a padded hand playing between is legs. A groan quickly escaped his throat feeling arousal creep into his head as some of the tiredness left. His hips jerked feeling a furrier hand than his own begin stroking his male hood. He heard a pleasant murr from behind as his length steadily became erect. Something told him that the rifle he had stowed away under his bed wouldn't stop her, but he had to try and escape or something. He tried to crawl away, but her other arm intervened and faithfully pulled him back to her warm body. Whiskers prodded his neck while she panted lightly as of to tell him to get ready. The human at least tried to enjoy the wolf's warmth before she stirred into action. She pressed her damp nose into the human's hair and chuffed at his scent. He groaned and grabbed a fistful of fur as she brought him to full length. A tongue swiped over his ear before the Lefkosa wolf rolled off the bed and onto the floor. It was strange how she was now a constant presence that didn't mean any terrible harm to him. The wolf hopped over to the end of the bed and leaned over between his legs so that her nose was blowing hot air onto his crouch. He tried concealing himself with his legs, but her clawed hands kept him anchored down. A growl and flash of white fangs warned him not to intervene when he tried bringing a hand down instead.

"Please." He whimpered. "I can't keep giving you my seed at this rate." His voice pleaded. Her brown eyes yielded a strange softness to him as the lupine tongue left its warm wet mouth, and traced from the base of his shaft to the tip with a fleeting lick. The human gasped tensing his legs as her tongue retreated only to dart back out and repeat the sensitizing lick. A familiar moan soon followed filling the bedroom with sounds of sex. She lapped at his hardened rod with leisure, wearing an unmistakable canine grin while he could only watch her. She knew that the human had given up running away from her now. And the man had nowhere to run to, this was his home and shelter! Except now it was being shared with a Lefkosa wolf. Her smooth tongue danced and swirled along his sensitive pole, and drove him wild until he couldn't wait any longer. With a moaning cry, he came hard into her insatiable muzzle. Slurps and gulps ensued as the wolf guzzled down the treat all while the human twisted in response, but she didn't stop after that. He barely reached semi softness, but that maddening lupine tongue of hers continued to swirl and caress until he hardened once more under her whim.

Nearly out of breath already, the woodsman could only watch her preparing for another go. The female wolf crawled completely onto the bed and hovered above her male. He panted as his length throbbed openly shining with a thin coating of saliva. The wolf's chest rose and fell panting lustily while keeping their gaze locked. Her piercing brown eyes seemed to read his mind before the iron like grip of velveteen muscles engulfed his length to the hilt. He reflexively bucked up causing her to yip gleefully before she laid on top of his smaller body. She wetly smooched his face while her hips ground him to oblivion. When the first moan over took him, she immediately slipped her canine tongue into his mouth. A furry set of lips firmly pressed against his own to keep him open. The human could only accept the gesture as the broad tongue continually lapped in his mouth. He held onto her body for dear life as she continued to grind him and peruse his mouth. A somewhat silent prayer was given in hopes of competing with her demand.

Blinking his eyes open, the sudden urge of nature called him. "I gotta pee." He hauled himself out of bed waking up his companion. The wolf wasn't far behind as he made it into the kitchen. Her claws clacked on the wooden floorboards daintily all the way to the wooden steps outside. Not even bothering to walk all the way to the outhouse ten or so steps away, he chose to relieve himself at the gently sloping ground. The sun's position revealed a late afternoon in time, something that didn't entirely surprise him. The Lefkosa wolf stood behind him, waiting as always. He could feel her breasts occasionally bump into his back reminding the human what was soon to come. Her chin rested on his head as he finally relieved himself. Finishing, he looked down at the two very canine feet were on the ground behind his own, claws lightly anchored into the ground because of their small perch. He barely had a second longer to stare before her iron like arms wrapped around his front and carried him back inside. In no time at all he was carefully laid down on his bed and quickly joined by the female wolf. An arm slipped under his head as her other hand snaked to between his legs. Her padded hand was so warm as it rolled and manipulated his exhausted twinned orbs around, waiting for him to recharge once more. The soft leathery touch was very luscious and tender. The woodsman stared at the wolf until he fell asleep in the crook of her arm, too drained to complain about the wolf's fondling. Yet he knew that she would wake him up as soon as he could be aroused.

The days soon melded together in a blend without an end. She was with him day and night on every occasion with the sole purpose of mating. Several times the she wolf attempted nursing him whenever his stomach growled loudly in bed with her, especially when it disturbed a long mating session. However, when her stomach growled, she would immediately leave and quickly come back fed ready for another round of mating. It didn't matter where he was either, the wolf would always follow him and bring back to the bed if she could simply arouse him. That became the routine for what he guessed had become a week. Eat, mate, sleep, with the exception of the outhouse. That is, until she vanished without a trace. A few days passed and things returned to normal for the hunter where sexual fatigue was no longer a constant presence much to his relief. Passing off the whole experience, however, as a recurring lucid dream wasn't even remotely possible. He was thankful to be alive and to have his reproductive organs intact still between his legs, although he didn't think about sex for well over a week.

One late afternoon, the woodsman found himself aimlessly carving a stick by the hearth where a small pot of venison slowly cooked. The savory smell acted like a thick fog making his taste buds try to be patient. He whittled the stick leisurely, tossing the chips into the awaiting fire noting the loud wind outside of a storm approaching. The area did have a squally rainy season. A firm rapping on his door interrupted his spur of the moment hobby. Turning around in his seat, his heart nearly stopped beating. Eyes widened seeing a tall heavy built anthropomorphic wolf standing in his doorway. Lively brown eyes stared back at the stunned human.

"You're that same wolf!" He recognized the fur pattern and female body instantly. The toothy smile that she wore didn't diminish when her tail wagged. The woodsman turned to retrieve his rifle on impulse only for a hand to quickly grip his shoulder. No struggle ensued as she wrapped her muscular arms over his chest. The human felt petrified as her nose brushed against his neck, letting her hot breath give him chills.

"Have pups here. Raise them together." She whispered into his ear before a tongue began smoothly rasping over it.

"Wha-?" He sputtered before being moved. The wolf dragged the man to his bedroom and carefully laid him down as the words swirled around in his head. He was already shocked at her reappearance as he stared at the canine's swaying bushy tail. The door was closed with a footpaw before she pulled the covers over him and crawled in. He could hardly see anything as the furry figure hugged onto him tightly, cradling him protectively. The fur all over her body was very warm against his body. Looking up, her brown eyes and forehead glimmered with faint light from an opening in the blanket. "Uhhhh. H-hi." He meekly greeted her despite the fur nearly muffling out any answer. A strong murr that reminded him of thunder emitted from her throat as a response. She gave a quick lick to his forehead before placing his hand on her belly. He felt over the slightly enlarged dome that had formerly been flat. 'Oh god.' The human held his breath as her tongue washed over his forehead once more.

Months later...

The woodsman relaxed laying on the bed as he watched over the other side. The last signs of autumn were just about gone outside, and soon frigid cold and snow would engulf the area for a season. He learned a lot about the behavior of the Lefkosa wolf, and their incredible intelligence. The few words she did speak to him were learned from stalking him for about two weeks before they "met." The wolves find a partner and mate for life. The day she first watched him essentially sealed the deal on everything, but he wasn't complaining anymore. Having a second hand around the house helped tremendously, even though she was essentially a different species than him. His female was maternal, assertive, and still very sexually active. Even after giving birth to a litter of five healthy pups, her lust for sex only dwindled in frequency to once a day, but he could handle once a day with the wolf. But she hadn't become pregnant since then which made him think it was a heat cycle much like domesticated animals back east. The opening of the front door alerted him of her return home. Soft paw steps approached from the adjacent areas before the bedroom door opened.

He turned to greet her with a silent grin to not wake the pups. The Lefkosa wolf stood in the doorway for a moment and smiled back admiring the scene before her. Instead of constantly being afraid of her, he was able to notice her sly personality, human expressions, and beautiful fur coat that was a unique mix of browns and grey. That same coat would be a lot thicker during the winter. Although, her chest was much different than when she first approached him. Rather than just two large breasts, the next two rows had grown in size along with their respective nipples to help nourish the young. All six lightly jiggled and bounced subtly with each step as she circumnavigated the bed, something the she found helped arouse her mate fairly easily. But the fatter appearance didn't fool him entirely. Beneath the productive mammaries rested enough muscle to kill an ox with a single blow, and she didn't mind showing off her super wolf strength at his request. She slid carefully onto the other side of the bed, and pressed her front to the sleeping group. They woke up to the abrupt disturbance and eagerly nuzzled her front in search of a lone teat until the room was filled with the quietness of suckling.

The she wolf wore a relaxed smile, happy as she could be. He watched them wearing a proud grin of his own. It was hard to imagine that in another month or two, they would be teaching the pups how to walk. Then again, the thought of five mini wolves running around always put a grin on his face. The mother's ears swiveled forward hearing something outside. Whether it was a tree limbs hat fell or merely a doe grazing far too close, he had no clue. But the human did know that her maternal instinct and his Italian cavalry carbine under the bed would keep any potential threat at bay. The human rubbed his cheek against her muzzle receiving a gentle murr.

"You're the only one with the privilege of joining them." Her thin black lips gently kissed his neck.

"Your milk is a little thick for my taste, but I'll help with any excess." He smiled feeling her nuzzle him back lovingly. Two strong arms then pulled him closer so that the pups were comfortably sandwiched between them.

"Help keep them warm and I'll keep you warm." She whispered as they began to finish and fall back asleep. A leg draped over his own as her arms wrapped around his neck. He blushed lightly, already keeping one against his body with an arm. The little dark grey pup yawned and stuck her limbs out from his arm. Her fur would most likely change color and turn into a heavier coat much like her mother's.

"So we're taking a nap?" He asked resting on her outstretched arm.

"Nap first, then mate." She mumbled closing her eyes.

"Of course." He stated earning a wolfish chuckle from her.