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You found yourself at the local saloon one evening, staying planetside for the night after a hard day's work at the colony's mine, enjoying a drink with your fellow miners, when a heavenly sight caught your eye. It was the most gorgeous woman you had ever seen, her beautiful blonde hair draped over her broad shoulders, her black-as-night dress hugging her voluptuous figure, her almost golden eyes piercing through the crowd, an almost hungry gaze flickering in her eyes as she caught you staring.

You tried to play it cool, but she soon found herself up next to you, ordering herself a drink, before beginning to make small talk. You, of course, didn't miss the opportunity, offering to put the drink on your tab, despite your low funds, hoping she wouldn't mind spending the evening in your company. The woman, of course, happily took the offer, and soon enough, the two of you found yourselves on the dancefloor, swaying to the music from the jukebox, your gaze never leaving her as she bounced to the beat, leading you in a dance.

A few hours and a few drinks more, you found yourself low on funds and a bit light in the head. Knowing you couldn't very well stay, you began to bid your company adue, before she stopped you, surprisingly having planned on leaving herself, asking if you'd like to accompany her out to her bike. Quickly, you obliged, not putting much thought into her request until the two of you were a good bit out of town.

First real thought you had was how far the two of you were walking, the dark, cold desert encroaching on you the further you walked, questioning why she'd parked so far from town. Next, when you arrived at her bike, you noticed how big it was, much too big for the woman to ride, it's ramshackled appearance contrasting with her more civil attire. Finally, you noticed her looking out into the whipping sands, using a small flashlight to illuminate the dunes that led deeper into the harsh desert.

It all began to click in your mind as you heard the rumbling of bikes coming from the pitch black desert, hearing the whooping and howling of at least a dozen people as a blazing dust streak quickly made its way to you two. In an instant, you were circled by a group of gangers, a dust cloud concealing them like a veil. You looked over to the woman, only to see her disappear into the dust cloud without hesitation, and through the revving of engines and yarping of gangers, you could hear the cracking of bones and tearing of sinew as a large, wolven form appeared behind the dust cloud.

A few moments passed before the bikes slowly came to a halt, the dust settling around you, revealing the canine figures of the raiders that surrounded you. The large wolf was standing next to the woman's bike, dressed in a large, patchwork duster, a loose, oversized tank top, and cut up jeans, stuffing her black dress into its saddlebag, before turning towards you with a wicked grin.

“Alright, I think we both know what's going on here. Just give us everything you got, and we'll let you go!” She said, pulling out a large revolver from her coat, the rest of the gangers brandishing their guns as well.

You were caught in a daze, still put off by the woman's transformation and change in demeanor, until the click of her drawing the hammer of her gun back brought you down to reality, quickly stammering out that you had spent all your credits on the evening you spent with her. Her grin slowly faded, morphing into a disgruntled scowl, coming toe to toe with you, looking down with a snarl.

“So you're telling me you were nothing but a waste of time?” Her claws tightened around the pistol as she brought it up, leveling it to your chest. Your heart nearly stopped, and you prepared yourself for the end, before you heard her let out a soft chuckle. “Alright then. Guess you'll just have to work off this little debt~ Take ‘em with us boys!”

She pivoted, her duster slapping you in the face as she walked to her bike, her minions closing in on you, tying you up and heaving you onto one of their bikes, pealing off after her as she blazed towards the desert. The gangers hollared as they streaked across the sands, the wind chilling your face as dust whipped across your skin, stinging your cheeks as you were blindly whisked off to who knows where. For what felt like an hour they drove, finally turning into a canyon, pulling into a large encampment, the structures looking like they were slapped together with scrap wood and metal, held together by duct tape and dreams.

As you frantically looked around, you saw the woman was no where to be found, the raiders pulling you every which way as they escorted you deeper into the camp, the canyon getting more and more narrow the further in you went, tripping over trash and scrap, until you finally stopped at a large clearing, a single lone hut mounted to the canyons end, sitting at the top of a set of stairs. The gangers snapped and growled, cutting your bindings and pushing you up the stairs, one of them knocking on the door before scampering away.

You heard creaking and groans of wood as large footsteps approached the door, the wolf swinging it open, staring down with the same wild grin from before, pulling you inside. “So, hope you had a good look around, because this is your new home! At least, until you've finished being useful~” Her words felt sharp and cold, different from her soft, warm whispers from the bar, your heart beating in your chest as you stated you wouldn't raise a finger for her and her bandits.

“Oh? Is that so? That's fine, the longer it takes to pay off your debt to us, the longer you'll be here!” She smirked, crossing her arms as she looked over you, her imposing size making you feel weak, though a part of you know that was part of her plan, to get you to buckle under pressure. You stood your ground, claiming you would free yourself one way or another, mearly coaxing a laugh from her that sent shivers down your spine. “Ha! Oh really? That's rich!”

She unfolded her arms, slowly raking a claw up your chin. “You're not as tough or sly as you might think, hun. If you were, you wouldn't be here…but you know, I did mean what I said back at the bar. You're quite the looker~ Maybe I could find a better use for you than pushing scrap or drilling holes~”

You recoiled, feeling disgusted by her words, swatting her hand away as you yelled at her, stating you would never even think of doing such things with a beast like her, turning to leave as you claimed you'd find a use for yourself elsewhere. The wolfs expression changed from a playful, cheeky grin, to a deep, scornful scowl, bearing her teeth as she grapped you, tossing you behind her back, putting herself between you and the door. “So you think you can just disrespect me like that and walk away, huh?! Not how this works!”

You began to clammer to your feet, before feeling her tight grip on your shoulder, the wolf dragging you over to a worn couch in the corner, throwing you against it, the broken supports allowing you to sink into the cushions, before you felt her weight pin you down, sinking you further down into the couch. “You've got some nerve thinking you can say whatever the fuck you want!”

She slowly lowered herself onto your face, an imense pressure building against your face as the large wolf knelt down, the couch creeking beneath you as the worn supports that were still intact clung to life. “You got me all hot and bothered, so how's about this; I can make this hellishly uncomfortable for you, or we can both have a bit of fun. Your choice to join in, but I'm going on with it.”

Her hand going to your head certainly didn't help you, the tips of her claws pricking your scalp like needles against your skin. Her weight was unbearable, more so than her words, your head pounding under the pressure. Reluctantly, you agreed, managing to nod your head, your face beginning to redden. With a wicked grin, she lifted off your face, a bright impression of her jeans marking your face as you gasped for air.

The large wolf moved off you just enough to begin to shimmy off her pants, her lack of underwear showing off her furred womanhood, which she unceremoniously shoved back down into your face. Her musk was heavy, like she had been working in the desert sun all day, a far cry from how she was dancing and drinking with you earlier. Her fur tickled your skin, your cheeks twitching as the rough patches dragged against you, the wolfess rubbing her musk into your skin.

Your arms shot out from under her legs, pushing up against her thighs, your eyes watering as the lack of air and her heavy scent began to make you feel weak. “Daw, well isn't that cute~ Think you can fight your way outta this, huh?” She tilted your head back as she lowered even more of her weight against you, your nose poking out from between her legs, allowing you to breath more of her in.

“Well? Put some tongue into it!” She snapped, her claws pushing firmly against the top of your head as she rolled her hips forward, her lower lips dragging against yours. Begrudgingly, you meekly stuck your tongue out, catching her folds with the tip, her sour taste tainting your tongue as she let out a soft chuckle. You managed a few more slow, timid licks, before she pushed down once more, her pussy enveloping your muscle, her surprisingly soft and tight walls squeezing around your tongue, a hefty groan bellowing from the wolf.

“That's more like it~” She teased, her voice like a drill against your head as she towered over you, easing into a steady pace as she humped your face, the couch creeking beneath you two as you struggled to keep yourself from biting your tongue. Your muscle pushed around, prodding her velvety walls, greeted by a bit of her juices, as your hands continued to try to force her to move. “Still trying to break free huh? Gotta say, love the tenacity, but I'm sure you could put that effort to use elsewhere~”

Her free hand grabbed one of your wrists, pulling it behind her and pushing your hand into her fuzzy ass, her hand squeezing around yours, making you grope her cheek. Her other hand pushed your head forward again, pushing your nose against her clit, flicking it with the tip, her walls trembling as she did so, a soft coo sending a shiver down your spine. “Come on, work with me here! The sooner I finish, the sooner you can breath~”

Her smell was overwhelming, becoming heavier as her juices began to trickle out and mat her fur, the damp tuffs marking your face, invading your nose as it grinded against her bud. You squirmed as much as you cloud, unable to move your head as she slammed it into the saggy cushion, your arms being pinned down in place, your legs tangled with her own. She was using you like a toy, and you were helpless to stop her, and that was what nearly broke you.

You just simply had to make her cum, then she'd leave you alone, at least that was the hope you had as you flailed your tongue around, searching for the right place to focus on. You knew you were at least making progress, her snarky remarks ceasing as her deep groans and huffs became more frequent, her juices coating your tongue as you struggled to plunge it as deep as you could, straining your poor muscle.

Suddenly, she let out a sharp gasp, her tail twitching and legs trembling as her walls clamped around your tongue, giving you the reaction you needed, the muscle slapping against that same spot, steady steams leaking into your face as the wolfess paused, sitting up straight against your face. “F-fuck yea!~ Just like that!” You vigorously attacked that spot, your tired tongue not letting up, grinding back and forth, each cry of pleasure giving you a bit more energy to push on.

Her claws gripped your hair tightly, her shaking hand continuing to grind your nose into her clit, before she began to bounce off your face, a shockwave running through the old sofa as she fucked your face, her quivering walls continuing to douse you in heavy streams. After a minute, the wolf slammed down hard into your face, a loud snap ringing out as you sunk even lower, darkness enveloping your vision as your head was trapped beneath her as she came. Her walls hugged your muscle tightly, her juices gushing out from her lips, soaking your face, hair, and the cushion beneath you, the woman letting out a loud, triumphant howl of pleasure, her tail beating hard against the back of the couch.

Between her weight, the flow of juices, and her dense musk, you found it hard to breathe, hitting her in the thigh with as much force as you could muster, barely making her legs jiggle, yet alone budge. Thankfully, she soon moved herself, pinning your legs beneath her and looking down at you with a dopey, satisfied smile. “Fuck babe, that was a nice ride! Hope you had as much fun as I did~” You heaved in heavy breaths, struggling to pull yourself out from the damp cushion, failing to wipe your face of her scent, staring daggers up at her as you stated your dissatisfaction and anger with her.

Her smile slowly faded with your words, returning to a fierce scowl, the wolfess standing, grabbing you by the ankles and dangling you in the air. “Alright that's it! Your voice is really starting to piss me off! I tried to make this fun for both of us, but you're just bringing me down!” She snapped, carrying you with her as she headed out the door, storming her way to the nearest group of gangers, tossing you down onto the ground in front of them. “If you don't want to play nice, then fine! I've had my fun with you!”

You stumbled to your feet, beginning to dust yourself off as she turned and walked off to her shack. Before you could recouperate, you heard the raiders behind you scramble to their feet, cackling as they began to circle around you, eyeing you up and licking their chops. You had begun to wonder if it truly would have been better to suck it up with the wolfess as one of them made a grab for you, their hand wrapping around your shoulder before being knocked away. You stumbled back over towards the wolf, before being tackled to the ground, a bandit holding you to the ground as the others started to tear at your clothes.

With a heavy heart, you yelled out to the woman, frantically apologizing, turning your head and catching a glimpse of her as she walked away, flipping you off without even looking back at you.