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Stalking their way from the deepest parts of the woods were a trio of wolves. Walking with poise and purpose, the trio of canines already had a target in mind. It was a tent placed within their territory. Usually this location was avoided by humans; various signs and warnings were given to make those visiting aware of the danger. But obviously this group of campers hadn’t listened and now the wolves were aiming to teach them a lesson.

It was the middle of the night. Under the cover of darkness they stalked about, getting all the closer to the camp where the humans were in a deep sleep, completely unaware of the quadrupeds that were closing in on them. Even though they were in the wilderness, in the heart of a dark forest, the humans inside didn’t seem to care much at all, having the tent’s flap partially open in order to let some cool air in. One of the wolves poked their head in and started to sniff about, getting a good look at the two sleeping men that were completely unaware of his presence.

Showing some boldness, the wolf pushed his head in further and upwards, making the zipper slide further, opening the flap more, allowing more of his body in. Getting low to the ground and scraping his claws to the earth while squeezing through, the wild canine managed to get the flap to open enough for him to slip through the other side. The other two wolves followed him, also stepping their way in, able to look around the spacious tent’s interior. They gazed upon the pair of humans. Both were young adult men that were dressed in nothing but their boxers. That would make things even easier for the wolves…

Moving together, the pair of bigger wolves were moving in. They set sights on the blonde male that was sleeping on his stomach, having his rump already sticking out. Coming up to him and acting with care… one of the wolves got a hold of the blonde man, his name being Connor, gripping and making a simple quick tug that tore the back of the underwear. The sudden motion made the human groan and shift in his sleep but he remained snoozing for the time being.

Showing more intelligence than the average wild wolf, the pair waited until Connor was lying still again. One remained behind while the other was padding up to the front. Once they were in position, the one behind was ready to move in, his intentions most evident by his fully erect canine cock that was hanging heavy from its sheath. He leaned down, hovering his body over the human’s as he got lined up, feeling his leaking tip poking against the human’s rumpcheeks. A small push had it sliding in between the mounds and once he was sure he found the hole, the wolf made the first real push inside.

The sudden penetration was more than enough to make Connor cry out but his voice was quickly muffled by another cock pushing its way into his mouth, muffling the noises he was making as both shafts were roughly inserting themselves, subjecting Connor to the length and thickness of their knotted erections. With nothing more than precum to lube the way in his ass, the man cringed from the flesh that was forcing his walls to part, further and further as it was bottoming out into his depths, leaving his knot pressed firmly to the spread and aching rim.

As the wolf using his mouth sank his cock all the way down to the knot, Connor was forced to take notice of an aroma that made him immediately recoil at first. The scent was much stronger than he assumed it would be, not that he ever expected himself to be smelling wolf crotch. But what he was exposed to was the wild, untamed odor of a feral male. One that hadn’t had a good bath beyond some licking. Radiating from the sheath, balls, and the portion of cock still jutting from Connor’s forcibly spread lips, they were all reeking of potent wolf musk.

Even if he didn’t like it, Connor had to keep breathing it in as his mouth was all but completely plugged, he had to keep inhaling it. The distinct unique stink of the canine’s balls and sheath was settling itself deep into his nostrils.

After taking a bit of time to get used to the mouth that was wrapped around his erection, he started to slowly pull back. Dragging his length along the human’s tongue, a groan came from the beast. Meanwhile, Connor was forced to groan again from the sharp, earthy taste of precum that was dripping all over his tongue. When the cock was thrust in again, Connor was forced to gag and then groan from the discomfort of his throat being forced open by the thick cock diving down deep into his throat. And then the knot was bashing itself roughly to his lips, not making the situation any better for him.

The thickness was pressing firmly to the walls of his esophagus, still not making it easy for him to take a breath. And when he did breath, the wolf’s musk continued to pour into his nose, leaving him reeling from its intensity that wouldn’t be dying down anytime soon. Meanwhile the wolf was just taking the time to feel how different the human’s mouth was compared to that of his fellow packmates. It was much shorter but it was also doing a good job of holding his cock, the soft lips being wrapped firm around his girth and the throat being even tighter.

On the other end of this, the other wolf kept his cock lodged deep in Connor’s ass, giving his packmate the chance to have his fun with the human’s mouth. He decided it was time for him to get more involved; pulling back slowly, making sure that his inches could be felt sliding backwards. All but the tip had come out and when it was time to insert it all back in, he did it with just as much roughness as his friend was, jamming all but his knot into the soft and warm anal passage, reaching in as far as he could.

Things got more intense for Connor as they were both thrusting into him, using his mouth and ass respectively, both rocking their hips hard and deep. Neither were concerned about Connor’s state, just wanting to feel more of his holes caressing their lengths, becoming warmer and slicker from their leaking precum. They were both using enough force to knock the human back and forth between him. But ultimately he was going nowhere, still stuck in between the pair of growling, musky beasts. He could especially feel the shaft pummeling into his rear, bringing about a burst of feeling that was forced into him, along with the smacks of the wolf’s balls against his ass.

They both wanted to keep him close, having a firm grip on his front and backsides, even digging their claws in for added purchase. Just as he felt it behind, Connor was subjected to the smacks of the one using his mouth’s balls. They were slapping against his chin over and over again. These motions were making the canine’s orbs churn harder, leading to bigger spurts of precum that filled his mouth and glazed his tongue. As much as it made him feel disgust, Connor swallowed it down to keep himself from being overwhelmed.

Overall it wasn’t a lot of noise but the growls from the pair of wolves and muffled sounds from Connor were enough to rouse Devon from his sleep. At first he had no idea what was going on, assuming he was still dreaming about the growling monster that had been chasing him. But as his vision was clearing, Devon was getting a full view of his friend Connor: stuck on his hands and knees with two actual wolves on top of him, both humping into him. Connor noticed that he was awake, seeing the blonde male sitting up and looking back at him with shock. Connor couldn’t speak so he gave Devon a look, having an expression and mumbling something that Devon assumed was “Do something.”

But what could he do? He wasn’t in any way prepared for this situation. And it wasn’t like he was going to be chasing away some dogs. These were actually wolves that were huge with large, sharp teeth and pointed claws. How was he supposed to help his friend in this situation?

While he was just sitting there awestruck, trying to figure out what to do, Devon was made very aware that there was a third wolf in the tent, being directly approached by it. Of course he was just sitting there in place, feeling his heart racing faster as the wild creature was getting all the closer, his hard eyes trained on him.

When the distance between them was closed, Connor was given the shock of the wolf’s tongue being shoved into his own mouth. It just happened so suddenly that he was left in place, blinking. The wolf was just going ahead on his own accord, running his tongue all over the interior of the human’s mouth, marking the already wet surfaces with his thick and musky saliva. Just as Devon was realizing the situation, the tongue was starting to push in further, making Devon’s eyes widen further. He groaned from the way it was aggressively forcing its way down his throat as well. He felt his windpipe being forced to open up around the long and hot muscle. And now it had invaded and was wiggling all over the surfaces of his throat. Against this, Devon let out another muffled groan, this one sounding different to the ones that came before.

It all happened so quickly and he was left reeling, needing to take a moment to really take in what had just happened. The very idea that a wild feral wolf was doing this, it was boggling his mind and yet he was feeling oddly intrigued by this. In some way it was like a kiss but a lot more aggressive and sloppy. He was feeling himself melting in a way as the tongue continued to move with greater purpose, as if exploring his windpipe. Devon continued to let it happen, able to feel the wolf’s exhales puffing against his own nose.

The tongue was so thick that Devon was having a bit of trouble breathing at times. He could even taste the other male creature. He was let on the receiving end, having to adjust to what was happening to him. As his throat was being further marked with wolf spit, Devon was gradually getting a better handle on the situation and of all the things that he was feeling, most of all it was a strange sense of arousal. Even though it was completely strange to him, Devon could feel himself gaining an erection that was gaining strength, reaching full mast and throbbing hard within his tented boxers.

The next thing he knew, Devon was daring to move his tongue against the wolf’s, practically joining in the unorthodox kiss. He even started to moan into the canine’s mouth, panting as he felt heat coursing into him. When the wolf seemed satisfied, he suddenly pulled his tongue free, leaving Devon with a sense of need that he wasn’t prepared for at all.

But the wolf wasn’t done with him. Instead the canine reared up with his paws outstretched. Devon grunted as he was knocked back. Remaining on his back, he watched as the wolf walked over him, stopping when his erection and balls were dangling over the human’s face. Devon responded to the sight and the musk that was coming from the shaft and pair of grey furred orbs. Keeping his eyes on them, Devon was surprised when the canine leaned his lower half down, all but dropping his loins onto the human’s face.

Devon immediately started to take in the thick musky aroma, letting out another groan from how it affected him, making his erection throb again. The wolf wagged his tail and slid back a bit to get his cocktip to align with Devon’s lips.

So many feelings were coursing through Devon for the first time. He couldn’t think straight. There was just this feeling that he couldn’t contain and he decided to just act upon it. He eased his face forwards and traced his tongue along the tip, getting a taste for that sharp tasting precum. A push from the wolf led to his length being shoved past his lips. It left Devon reeling as he felt the hot, pulsing flesh against his tongue. Even more precum was spurt out that he instinctively swallowed without thinking.

Devon felt it was getting to be too much so he pulled his head back. A grunt came from the canine and he responded by pushing forwards, closing the distance again. Keeping this up, the wolf maintained control by rocking his hips, grinding his cock over Devon’s tongue and slipping it against the squeezing walls of Devon’s throat.

He clearly enjoyed that as he pushed down further, making Devon take him into his throat. In response the human’s body shook and he let out a sound against the shaft. Just like Connor, he was breathing in the canine’s musk directly, but unlike his friend he was having an easier time handling it. There was this persisting curiosity that had him taking in more and more of it. As more precum was leaking out he was made to keep swallowing it, in turn making his throat clench down on the shaft that was slipping back and forth.

As it started throbbing harder, the wolf couldn’t resist the urge to rock his hips harder and faster. He kept himself in the human’s throat, also enjoying the way that Devon’s tongue kept moving about, giving him added stimulation.

Wanting more, the wolf started to thrust even faster, putting more weight down to keep Devon in place. Plunging into the throat and having the tongue to further caress his length, the wolf felt himself getting close but kept up the intensity. With another hard thrust that came with the most force, he forced Devon’s mouth even further, the fat bulb going past his spread lips and teeth, locking itself in place. The pulsing grew much stronger as the canine reached his climax, pumping his hot and thick seed right into Devon’s throat, all but flooding the oral passage, meaning that Devon had to drink down the loads quickly and he did so without any protest or struggling, all while Connor was looking on with complete disgust, having to watch every moment of his friend actually engaging with a wild animal.

The canine pulled his length free, seeming satisfied. And then he did something that left Devon completely surprised. He was presenting himself, lifting his tail and showing off his hole while lowering his upper half. Devon understood what the feral wanted and didn’t question it. Instead he approached and pulled down his boxers, feeling his cock throbbing as he got behind and got a hold on the wolf’s body.

Using the precum that had been leaking from his tip up to this point, Devon rubbed it all over the canine’s tailhole before deciding to take a chance and push his way in, letting out a groan of delight as he thrust forwards, feeling a heat and tightness that took his breath away.

It was more than what the wolf expected. Having so much of the human’s cock going in at once made him yelp but he stood firm and endured the penetration, expressing that it was starting to feel good for him. His hole clenched down, making Devon moan out even more. As he bottomed out, he started to pet and stroke the wolf, taking a moment to just enjoy the feeling before he reeled back and thrust in again, making his crotch smack into the wolf’s rump. And then he did it again, gaining more confidence and arousal that fueled his actions, making him start out with a faster and rougher pace than usual.

Connor wasn’t given much time to keep feeling disgusted. That was because he could feel himself getting close despite everything. It wasn’t what he wanted, but his body was responding to the continued pushes to his prostate, making his own length throb and swell in preparation to release its own loads. He was trying to resist it but the next hard thrust had him uncontrollably shooting his seed onto the floor of the tent.

That seemed to be enough for the wolf that was behind him. He snarled and slammed his way forwards with enough force to make his knot go past the rim. Another muffled yell came from Connor, both from the strain of his hole being spread further and then the shame of being seeded by another male, let alone one that wasn’t a human like him.

The one in front gave a few more humps before he stopped. He thankfully spared Connor the knot but he was still given multiple thick, hot spurts of wolf cum to drink down. Connor did the best he could. The fluid was so rich that it could easily overwhelm him if he didn’t keep up with the flow. Aside from its consistency, the taste of it wasn’t as strong as he was expecting. And all of a sudden he was finding it easier to stomach and actually drink down.

From both ends he was being pumped full of wolf cum, feeling it traveling into and heating up his stomach. While he was groaning in between them they were letting out noises that conveyed their satisfaction, their shafts throbbing a few more times, releasing the last of their sticky, musky ropes.

Things changed for them inside of the tent after that. By then the interior was hot enough to make them all sweat and the scent of wolf musk and cum was everywhere, filling their noses with a simple inhale. The more they breathed it in, the more it affected the pair of humans, making them lose themselves in the pleasure and excitement for more.

Devon was thrusting in with so much more fervor into the wolf, his balls roughly and audibly smacking against the feral’s. He never let his tip come free from the tight, gripping hole. By now the sounds of his cock going in and out were accompanied with wet slurps and hisses. The wolf’s pants were getting louder, his back legs spreading wider so the canine could get better stability.

As he was doing that, Devon was so lost in the pleasure that he didn’t notice the changing of his body. The fur that was spreading throughout the whole of his body. Nor did he acknowledge the way his cock was changing shape, gaining even more length and thickness. Inflating from the base was a bulb that started to smack against the quadruped’s rim.

The urge to mate with this feral wolf was getting stronger, calling to something primal inside of Devon. It compelled him to lean his body over the wolf’s. He humped harder, his balls making even more noise as they continued to bounce against the feral male’s. His hole was still squeezing, providing greater tightness that Devon continued to power through it. With more grey fur spreading all over his body, his face changing shape and his ears moving position, this was just feeling all the more right to him.

The two wolves on top of Connor were going at it again, thrusting in time with each other. They used the state of his holes, the cum that was coating his anal walls and throat, to go in even faster with greater ease. Connor felt himself being stretched even further than before. And his body was changing at an even faster rate, being affected by both at the same time.

This time, Connor was able to adjust to it as fur was rapidly growing over more and more of his skin. His already used rim was kept spread and so was his throat, the pair of musky wolf cocks smoothly going in and out with more speed than before. There was more power behind the rocks of their bodies as well, the two rutting him with everything they had and this time Connor was moaning around one cock and squeezing harder against the other.

The smells of their musks and arousal were gaining strength, filling up the tent, keeping them all at the peak of their arousals. The rapid presses to his prostate were again too much for him and he wound up yipping around the other wolf’s cock as he started to cum hands-free, shooting even thicker jets of seed from his now dark red knotted shaft.

Using the tight squeezes of his hole and the vibrations from his throat, the pair of ferals reached their peaks and started to cum into him again. But this time the pair were shooting their musky loads into another wolf. One that wasn’t quite like them. Instead Connor was now an anthro, still stuck in between them but feeling a rush of satisfaction like now other.

Being just behind them, Devon, also now in an anthro wolf form, made the final thrust that plunged his knot into his feral counterpart, letting out a howl as he reached his peak and started to shoot his cum into the squeezing passage, giving the feral his anthro wolf seed, making the four-legger reach his peak as well, evident by the ropes that were streaking the tent floor.

Now that they were all more or less the same species, they were all on the same page and were in agreement of what to do. After their knots deflated and they were able to separate but they didn’t take the time to bask in the pleasure. Instead they all moved as a unit, being made aware that there was another tent on their territory, meaning another opportunity to expand their new pack…