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“Fuck... where did you go, las?"

“You'll have to find me," Moll's voice whispers through the forest, guiding me further.

“How can I? I can't see you..."

“Use that big nose of yours, a wolf's greatest advantage are their nostrils. Take a deep breath of that fresh air."

“As... as you say."

“And keep your nose down, at... eye level." Moll whispers low, her voice slowly moving away. “Come find me."

I take a moment, looking around before taking a breath, in and out. Before, I take a long, steady breath in through my nose. I can pick up Moll's scent, it's one I've gotten quite acquainted with. But there's another scent to it, something... deeper to it, stronger. It's a somewhat sweeter scent, that stirs something deep inside me. I'm almost transfixed by the smell, the scent tugs on something inside of me, pulling me forward.

“Come find me..."

Moll's voice seems further away, and yet, I still hear her. I shake my head a little, still having to get used to my new ears. Moving further through the forest, I look back for a moment, worrying about how far I am from the others. But then I realise, the wolves will protect the girls while we're away. Looking forward again, that strange scent is growing as I pad forward. The stronger the scent, the more I'm drawn to it. My heart races faster as I move, my paws move faster the more I take the scent in, my mind slowly fogs up.

I almost don't see the bushes in front of me, moving through them as best I can. Before I know it, I move into a clearing, and am met by wetness against my nose, a warmth that drips down the skin of my nose. Looking up, I find myself nose deep a wolf's backside. I'm taken by surprise by this, moving back a few steps. The scent of Moll fills my nose, that sweet scent that has been tempting me through the forest. Only now do I realise that I've been following smell of her heat.

“Finally found me, have you?" Moll asks, shaking her rump softly, her tail mirroring her movements.

“You... um, you..." I try to say something, but nothing comes out.

“Hush, you don't need to say anything, like I said; use your nose."

I gulp as I properly take her frame in, my eyes focusing on the large mound in between her thighs, just below her anus. It's a deep black colour, without any fur, with a wet sheen across it. It looks like a triangle of flesh, with the horizontal side at the top, and a wet hole at its centre. After a few moments just to process the situation, I try to remind myself that she's Moll, not a fully feral wolf.

“C'mon, nose down, sniff up." Moll says, shaking her backside from left to right.

I take a step forward, and then another, my canine nose pressing up against her pussy. It takes me a moment before I let my worries go, and inhale deeply, Moll's deep scent filling my lungs. My eyes roll back into my skull as I sniff her again. It's not an unclean smell, but it's incredibly powerful, unbelievably deep and intoxicating.

“Do you know what some call our mounds?" Moll asks, her voice comforting as I am being overwhelmed by her smell.

I can't respond, outside of a questioning moan.

“Spades, or cookies. Either tools, for pleasure rather than work, or sweat treats for our maws."

I moan again, barely listening to her voice as I run my maw up and down her wet folds, covering my nose and nostrils in her juices. Moll lets me continue for a little bit, pressing her backside up against me occasionally. She moans out softly, letting me know she's enjoying the act between the two of us. My maw slowly opens up, lips parting as my tongue moves out, lapping at her love canal, drawing her juices back into my mouth. Gulping the taste down, I shiver in pure pleasure, loving the taste of her spade, just as much as her scent.

“That's it... eat that cookie..." Moll whispers, her spade tightening around my tongue as I move it through her love canal.

I feel myself slowly fall into a trance, my body working on its own accord. Gulping occasionally, her taste fills my mouth and throat as my tongue allows her juices into my maw. Guiding me further forward, pressing myself up against her backside. Even my nose works on its own, inhaling her scent again, and again, and again. It feels as though her very scent is filling me to my very core, spreading through my body, invading every part of me.

After minutes of worshipping her rear-end, Moll slowly pulls forward, seemingly wanting to pull away from me. But I instinctively follow her, keeping my maw buried between her ass cheeks. Once she realises I'm not getting the hint, she places a back paw on my head, keeping me in ace as she half hops forward, my maw finally coming away from her. I gasp and huff slightly, my mind reeling from the ecstasy running through my body.

“Think you've had enough of that, pup." Moll says, moving her back paw from my head, turning around to face me for a moment, before signalling to a nearby tree. “Go lay down over there, on your back."

“Wh-wha-?" I try to say.

“Hush, no words, just do it."

I slowly pad over to the tree, trying to roll onto my back, finding it a little hard given my feral form. But I finally manage to do so, looking over to Moll, finding her close by, watching me for a moment. After a few moments, she moves over to me, looking in between my back legs. I assume she may be focused on my... my neither regions. It seems to be the case for a few moments, before she draws even closer, her eyes looking a little... lower, near my tail.

Moll lays down on her paws, as her snout comes up to my ass. The cold skin of her nose pressing up against my anus, making me jump up slightly from the contact. Moll's front legs move up against my inner thighs, pressing me down, keeping me in place. She keeps her nose against my asshole, sniffing at me deeply. I shiver as she does this, feeling her sniff at my hole, taking in my scent.

This feels so... dirty. Almost as though it's taboo in a way. Even though I was basically doing the same thing with her not moments ago. Taking a moment, I remind myself that it's good that she enjoys me the same way that I enjoy her. I close my eyes, letting her do her thing, her nostrils flaring against my hole with each intake of breath. With a small movement, Moll pushes her nose up against my ass, getting a deeper sniff of my scent.

Opening my eyes, I look down at Moll, watching her maw rolling up against the cleft of my ass, taking in my scent each time she moves her maw up. After she notices me watching her, she gives me a wink, before moving her nose up enough to press against my balls. The moment she makes contact with my large orbs, she continues to sniff at me, taking in the scent of my balls.

“Mmmph... you've made sure to keep yourself nicely taken care of." Moll moans out, weighing my orbs with her nose as she sniffs again. “So heavy... so masculine..."

“M-Moll... I... this feels so... odd." I respond, biting my lower lip.

“It feels good, though. Doesn't it?"

“It shouldn't..." I gulp, my back legs pushing out into the air slightly.

“If it were bad, why do we both want it so much?" Moll asks, her eyes glinting in the forest light.

“But..."

“You worry too much, Bill. Just lay back, and relax."

Taking a few breaths, I try relax backwards, letting Moll do her thing. And that she does, her nose moving around my balls, making sure she gets a good amount of my scent. Her breath is nice and hot as she blows it out across my fur. She continues to sniff my balls for a few minutes, enjoying my scent, before she opens her maw and licks up across my balls.

“Mmmph.... you know... I always love running behind you... watching your balls just within reach..." Moll moans out, licking up across my orbs as she talks. “They're so big... as big as certain apples."

“Y-you mean... the ones we use for cooking?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

“You know it, Bill. These smell just as good, taste even better too!"

I feel myself blush at this, knowing that I can't stop her once she's gotten started. Slowing my breath as Moll continues to sniff my balls, her nose grinds up against my orbs. With each intake of breath, they become quicker and harder, her eyes rolling up to the sky. I try not to focus on my length, having still not gotten used to my new member, or how weird it feels to have an animal's cock. After a few minutes of her huffing at my balls, Moll starts to move up my body, her paws at either side of my body. I feel my heart race as her head comes up to mine, lining her backside with mine.

“Moll..." I huff out, looking into her gaze.

“Hush..." Moll responds, placing her paws onto my snout, grinding her paw pads against my nose as she looks back at her rump. “Let me do my thing, big boy."

I open my maw to respond with something, but she gives me a glance, making me stop before any sound comes out. After a second, she turns back to her backside again. Moving her rump a little, as if lining it up with something. It takes me a few moments to realise what she's doing, just as she slams her ass down, forcing my length up into her feral pussy. My ears go askew, eyes going wide with surprise, feeling her heat envelope my sensitive length.

Moll whimpers as she pulls herself up, her canine lips dragging on my length as she does so, slamming herself back down harshly. Looking down, I can only watch as her spade slides along my cock. It's so weird, watching her pussy drag up and down my shaft. With how tight she is, every time she pulls up, her folds drag on my dick, almost as though her pussy doesn't want to let me go. There's no other way to describe it.

It's strange, taboo, and somehow... hot. A part of me wants to stop it, the part of me that is still primarily human. But the rest of me, the rest of my mind that has accepted the Wolfwalker side of me, wants it to continue. My maw opens up a little, my tongue rolling out of my mouth. Drool starts to roll down my chin, my heart racing faster and harder with every slam of Moll's hips.

I try to breath through my nose, trying to keep it rhythmic and under control. But it's soon too much for me, making me huff and moan through my mouth. Despite my best efforts, my breathing becomes as rapid, rough, and as feral as Moll's thrusts. I can't take my eyes off of Moll's hips, off of her pussy, somehow enticed by her wet folds. My back legs squirm and shove outwards as this happens, wanting her to go faster, harder...

“Fuck... just like that, Bill..." Moll says, shifting slightly above me, taking a better stance as she slams even harder down on me.

“Moll, this... this is so strange..." I half whisper, my heart beating like a drum inside of my chest.

“Strange good? Or strange bad?"

“St-strange good... so good..."

“You bet your tail it is!" Moll calls out, rolling her head back for a moment, before she looks back down at me. “Nothing like... a midnight snack!"

Moll thrusts herself down harder and harder, making me moan and shiver beneath her. My mind goes blank as she rides me, my pointed tip pressing up against her cervix on every slam down. Even though she's trying hard to take all of my length, the bulb of flesh at the base of my cock doesn't enter her folds. Moll seems to know this, and tries her best to get even this into her canine pussy.

Moaning out as she continues to thrust up and down, Moll huff as she towers over me a little more. Her breath is hot and washes over me, making me shiver softly in response. She feels so good, gliding up and down my length, her heat and wetness clamping down on me. The heat is like nothing else I have felt before, her body feeling hotter than anything else, making me drip sweat from just the contact between the two of us.

Moll's paws move up to my chest, her claws pressing down into my fur, digging slightly into me. I grimace at the pain, but it's overwhelmed by the pleasure flowing through my body. Whimpering softly at the feelings coursing through my body, I look up to Moll, almost as though I'm asking how to process the situation. It's a lot to take in, and despite how good it feels, I need help to properly deal with it.

“Bill, remember..." Moll says, her maw coming close up to my face. “I'm still Moll. I may be wolf, but I'm still yours."

“O-oh Moll... why does this feel so good?"

“It's primal, and instinctual. Non of the... human complexities to it." Her gaze focuses on me, a glint in her gaze. “I love the heat, the need inside us."

She's right, there is a need in me, a push inside me to get myself... deeper into her. I open my maw again, trying to speak again, but it takes a couple attempts for me to actually form words. “Y-you're right. O-oh Moll..."

“Do you feel it? That urge inside you? The need for more...?"

“I do, Moll. It's so hot and... so desperate..."

“That's the wolf inside you, wanting to come to the surface..." Moll moans out, her head rolling back for a moment, huffing out her pleasure. Before her head falls back down, and her gaze focuses on me. “You need to stay in control, but let... let the wolf guide you."

“M-Moll... I don't know... if I can..." I respond, my breath coming out deeper as my orgasm slowly draws closer.

“Don't you worry... we can work on that. But, we... we have the whole night to work on it."

“You're... planning on the whole night?"

“You didn't think I'd miss this chance, did you? I've needed this, for so long!"

Pulling herself up my length, my tip pops out of her pussy, my cock waving a little in the warm air. Taking a moment for it to settle, Molly shoves her ass down again, making the same motion as before. Only this time, my cock gets rammed up her ass, my length spreading her tight anus, making the both of us moan deeply. Her backside is so much tighter, and yet just as accepting as her folds.

“W-wrong hole..." I whimper, feeling my length throb inside her backside.

“Right one!" Moll responds, pulling herself up, before slamming down again.

Her breath comes out even deeper than before, her head coming to mine, her forehead pressing up against mine. She slams her ass up and down just as fast, her ring stretching around my length easier than I ever expected. I bite my lower lip at this, feeling my heart race even faster as she humps herself on my cock.

“Y-you... like this?" I ask, unable to deny the pleasure coursing through me.

“Nothing else beats... being filled by a wolf..." Moll responds, her voice almost a whisper. “I've missed this, so much..."

“M-Molly... I... I think I'm close..."

“Need to tie me, babe. Th-that bulb at your base, it's your knot. It's to lock your seed in me..."

“C-can you... take me?"

“I've been a... Wolfwalker for a long time, Bill." Moll responds, her eyes locking with mine.

I take a moment to think that over, but I shake the thoughts away from my mind, not wanting to give it any thought. “M-Moll... I don't think... I can last any longer..."

“Just lay back, let me take care of you..."

Moll slams her ass down on my cock harder, faster, and a lot rougher. My head rolls back against the tree once more, looking up at the sky as I shiver and tremble. I feel Moll's paws grip my chest, clamping her claws into my skin, enough to make me whimper in pain, but not enough to actually cause any harm. Her motions become a lot harder, slamming down with more vigour, trying to get my 'knot' into her backside. Biting my lower lip once again, I feel her backside start to stretch even more, taking my bulb of flesh more into herself.

I try to form words once more, try to get her to know the pleasure she's causing me. But only whimpers and howls of pleasure escape my maw. I manage to lower my muzzle just enough to look into her eyes, her heated gaze focused back at me. This is the last thing to happen, before she gives my hips one last slam, finally getting my knot into her ass. It spreads her hole to its limit for just a moment before popping into her body, tying the both of us together.

The both of us raise our maws again, howling out into the night together as I finally feel myself cum. Her anus clamps down on my length as I start shooting my load into her, only making my orgasm even more powerful. As my mind is flooded with pleasure and lust, I realise that she's experienced her own orgasm as well. This is confirmed as I feel a good amount of warm liquid squirting across my lower lap.

My mind is blank, my entire world becoming nothing more than just pleasure, and Moll's rump milking me of my seed. Seconds feel like eternal, pleasure filled voids. My body twitches and convulses underneath Moll's, as I experience the best orgasm of my life. I've long stopped howling, the sound vein replaced by whimpers and moans escaping my lips. The sounds are instinctive and are completely out of my control. The base of my cock feels as though it's going to explode, bulging out against Moll's inner folds, the only thing keeping my shaft from becoming undone.

I feel my orgasm slowly fade, my seed filling up Moll's rump, a pool of warm liquid surrounding my length as my senses slowly come back to me. The world around me slowly comes back into existence, whimpering softly as I feel my mind slowly fade into numbness. Any thoughts I had gained from the end of my orgasm, now fade back into nothingness again. My heart beats harder and faster in my chest, making me unable to focus on anything else, not even Moll. My breath comes out deep and faster, uncontrollable, despite my best efforts. My heart races inside my chest, like a beating drum attempting to bump out of my chest. I look up at Moll, wordlessly asking for help.

Moll presses her maw up against mine for a moment, a soft breath coming out, before she takes a breath in. This time, she lets out a small howl a soft melody of three notes,: high, mid and low, before she takes a small breath back in. Howling the same three notes, repeating them again but with three additional notes, following this third rendition of the small melody. It feels soothing, almost as though I'm being healed in some way, in an almost sombre way.

It takes a few more attempts of this melody to properly to get me calm my body, Moll giving me a warm kiss on the side of my snout. Waiting a few moments, she slowly moves to the side, keeping my length firmly lodged in her backside. The shift makes me whimper softly, looking over to her lazily. She moves her snout to my head, her tongue rolling out into the inside of my canine ear. Licking my ear softly, she shows me affection, making the next few minutes a lot easier. Once they pass, she pulls away slowly, looking at me again.

“Are you okay?" She asks, her voice soft and soothing.

“Y-yes... I'm fine, Moll..." I respond, nuzzling her as I speak.

“Are you sure? You uh... seemed rather 'satisfied', with the experience..."

“It just... took a lot out of me, that's all."

“I'd say," Moll almost purrs the words out as she shakes her backside.

The motion makes me tremble, her bowels moving around my sensitive length with the motion of her body. “C-careful..."

“O-oh, sorry. Forgot..."

“Did you really?"

“Not really..."

I take a moment, letting out a small huff before speaking again. “S-so, what shall we do now?"

“We wait till you're knot goes down, we don't want to split me in two, despite your previous attempt." Moll says, a small smile curling her lips. “And then, we clean ourselves in the lake. We can't have any unwanted attention when we return, now would we?"

“I guess it makes sense," I respond, huffing out my need.

“Would you like that? Us bathing together in the river?"

“I'd... like that, very much... Moll."

“That would mean some very intensive cleaning... of some very deep places..." Moll whispers into my ear, her voice soft and soothing.

My voice gets hitched in my maw for a few moments, before I manage to speak again. “I'd... very much like that, Moll."

Moll chuckles softly, pressing her maw up against my ear again, licking it softly again. She takes a moment, before howling the same tune again as we wait for my knot to go down. We wait for a good long while, our breaths and heartbeats going back to a resting rate while my length slowly shrinks inside Moll's body. It takes a little bit before she slowly moves again, as if she doesn't want to move away from our heats.

Getting onto all fours, Moll slowly pulls her rump up, my knot tugging on her anus, taking a few tugs before finally pulling out from her body. A small gush of seed follows my length out from her body, staining the floor underneath my tail. I let out a deep sigh as this happens, my back leg clawing at the air as I finally feel myself come down from the sensitive stimulation. Moll looks down at me as she shivers, her eyes filled with satisfaction and love.

“You were very good, Bill." She says after a moment, licking her lips.

“B-but... I barely did anything..." I respond, whimpering softly.

Moll smirks as she places her paw on my chest again. “That's exactly why, you stayed exactly where I wanted you, and did as you were told."

I can feel my cheeks burn underneath my fur, blushing deeply as she presses her weight down onto me. Giving me a wider smile, she moves off of me, taking a few steps before she grimaces, looking back at me. Rolling onto my feet, I slowly get up and move over to her, pressing my maw against her side.

“Are you okay?" I ask, sniffing at her fur softly.

“Yeah, it's just... I'm good at taking mates 'back there'. But as I say, it's been a while since my last time." Moll responds as she nuzzles back at me. “Plus, you're really big..."

I let out a small chuckle, not sure how to respond. “Th-thank you?"

“You're welcome, although you owe me a repeat performance. Next time, you're on top."

“As you say, Moll."

With this we head to the river, our steps slow as Moll limps slightly while we walk. I do feel guilty, knowing that I did this to her. Although, I don't hide this as well as I think I do. As Moll reassures me, trying to reassure me while we walk. It doesn't take long before we are at the river, the sound of running water overpowering most of the more quieter noise around the river.

Moll is the first to head into the water, letting her lower body into the water, taking a few moments before lowering her backside into the water. A grimace runs across her face, pain seemingly running through her body. This only makes me feel worse, having seemingly actually caused her pain. She sees me looking guilty once more, and her face softens.

“You better not be feeling guilty again. I rode you, remember?" She asks, obviously not expecting me to take the question seriously.

“I... I know Moll, but..." I try to say, feeling my cheeks burn even more.

“If you're really feeling guilty, you better give me a lot more repeat performances. So that you don't hurt me as much."

I take a moment, before nodding softly.

“Good, now... come over here, I need to borrow your tongue."

“My tongue? What for?"

“Why do you think?" Moll asks, lifting her tail as she lifts her backside out of the water.

I take a moment before pulling away a step, grimacing in slight disgust. “What? N-no... I'm sorry, Moll. You can't be serious..."

“You were willing before..." Moll raises an eyebrow.

“That was... different. Not your... your... you know."

“You mean my ass?"

I take a moment, before nodding softly.

“You're not going to leave me all dirty, are you?" Moll asks, turning partly around towards me.

“I... you can't do it yourself? I've seen dogs..."

“I could, but you were taught to clean your messes, haven't you?"

“Y-yes..."

“Then, get cleaning."

Moll lifts her tail even more so, showing off her rump even more as she looks forward. I take a moment, feeling my heart bump in my chest once more. I slowly take a step into the river, feeling the cool water run through my fur. Stepping forward into the river, I get closer and closer to Moll, feeling that same sense of taboo rise in my chest again. But once again, I shake my head, trying to get the feelings out of my mind.

Getting up to Moll's rump, I close my eyes as I press my nose up against the base of her tail, my maw opening. I roll my tongue out as start licking her anus, grimacing at the deep, raw taste that I'm met with. It's not an unhygienic taste, but it's deep, and overpower my maw. Withdrawing my tongue, Moll looks back at me again.

“It'll take more than that, Bill." Moll says softly, moving her backside backwards, pressing it up against my nose even more.

I return to licking her backside, digging my tongue a little into her rump, tasting some of my seed still held within her. Moll lets out a deep sigh, grinding her backside up against my maw. I slowly get into the rhythm of lapping at her rump, feeling my reluctance fade away from me. It still feels rather... primal and bestial, as if it's something that an actual wolf is supposed to do. But then I realise, right now, that's what I am. I am just a wolf, cleaning my mate after having breeding her.

It takes a little time, but I start to push my muzzle up against Moll's backside, actively trying to push myself into the act. Any part of me that had felt human, that had made me feel guilty for showing my mate affection, is now completely gone. This leaves me focused on nothing but the act of cleaning, of tasting my partner's backside.. The sweat, the fur, the musk held within the strands of fur of her backside.

My ears perk slightly as Moll moans out as my tongue rasps up the cleft of her backside. I lick from just above her folds, to the base of her tail, making sure I get a good amount of area before going back into her anus. Licking the inside of her bowels feels weird... yet satisfying. The heat of her ass radiates against my maw, making my own heat build inside me. And I know that the night is far from over.

“That's a good lad..."