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The sheep’s ear flickered as Mr Wolf growled. She could feel everything. He was deep inside her. He had her bent over, pushing and pulling back and forth in her wanting pussy from behind. It was the best she had ever felt. She could hear him growling in her ear, his hot breath tickling at her. His heavy weight pushing down onto her. His large paw holding around her tiny delicate neck, his sharp claws cushioned by her wool. He had total control over her, and it melted her. It made her weak. The building feeling inside her indulgent at the loss of control, and yet she was still filled with fear. The anxiety mixing as a concoction in her mind as her body yearned for more pleasure. She still couldn’t believe any of this was happening. She’d fantasized about the white furred wolf on the internet finally taking her completely. For the longest time it was nothing more than a fantasy. But becoming bolder and bolder through her comments, her heart skipped when she got a reply in her inbox. It took her months to take up the courage to reply. But that didn’t sour her chance. Here she was now, enjoying it. She tried to lose herself in the blissful moment and to not think about it too deeply. But that growl brought all those thoughts of doubt to the forefront of her mind. Her body filling with fear and anxiety again. She couldn’t help but to ask for confirmation on just how fucked she was.

The strong paw around her neck made it hard to speak. She could only manage to let out a soft little whisper. “Are you… Really going to… Eat me?” Mr Wolf didn’t stop; it was hard to tell if he had noticed the girl’s question. But it seemed he had heard something as he slowed down. His hard cock now slowly sliding inside her tight pussy with almost a gentle care. Still not wanting to stop his own fun too much.

“Hm?” Mr Wolf growled as he pressed deep inside the sheep. Feeling her little body tighten around him. He stayed still for the moment enjoying it.

The sheep hung her head down. She couldn’t bring herself to look back at the wolf that had conquered her. It all felt so real now. “Are you really going to… Eat me…” A catch in her throat as she said those final words.

She just heard Mr Wolf laugh while the Lynx behind the camera giggled. “Oh yeah, definitely~” It didn’t make the sheep feel much better at all. What did was Mr Wolf’s gentle reignition of his trusting. His cock slowly sliding out as he laughed, before pushing back into her. They weren’t done yet. “Why are you having second thoughts?”

It was hard to concentrate with that feeling inside her. She was struggling to respond to him. The perfect words to get this predator to let her live escaping her. “I think so…” She gave a soft no. She didn’t want to do anything to upset the big strong wolf above her. But her mind was screaming no. She wanted just this, the feeling of the big predator taking her. She didn’t want there to be consequences for something that felt this good. She wanted this forever, not to end. It was terrifying.

Mr Wolf chuckled above her again, the feeling of his rumbling chest on her back. He nuzzled his chin into her neck wool. His face next to hers. He whispered. “Are you afraid?”

It felt so intimate and loving. Like he was checking in with her needs during the scene. Like it was professional courtesy. She would’ve been more relaxed if it wasn’t for the nature of the question. She whispered back. “Yes…”

He just laughed quietly again as he pushed deeper into her. He didn’t care what she felt. That feeling made her stomach sink. “But you like me deep inside of you, right?”

She nodded. She couldn’t lie, she did. She loved it. It’s the only thing she wanted right now. “Yes…”

“Mpff… Good. It’s going to be the last little bit of fun you ever get to have, hehe.”

“EHmmm!” The sheep audibly whimpered a sharp squeak at the wolf’s words. Loud enough for Marie to catch it on the microphone. The sheep looked shocked and terrified, her face becoming pinker through her wool, her big round prey eyes wide. Mr Wolf could feel the poor lamb’s heartbeat quicken as she tensed around him. But she was still so incredibly wet that it didn’t even make an issue, he just kept slowly pumping away at the terrified sheep’s tight pussy.

The thought of her inevitable death racing around her mind as she was slowly fucked. She was much more panicked than before she had asked. She thought about all those stupid choices she had made to end up here. Those late nights watching Mr Wolf do this to other prey. Watching other sheep get taken by him. She loved it when they pleaded to escape, when they change their mind to leave, and yet here she was now begging for the wolf to make the exception for her. She could’ve just settled down with a nice guy, raised a family, done something with her life. She was only 19 years old. She still lived with her parents. She needed more time and yet she wouldn’t even have another night. She was so afraid that she had wasted her life, she needed to know she had done something with it. Was this really enough, throwing herself to a wolf for some other sheep on the internet to jack off too. It had to be enough, there was no other choice.

“I won’t be forgotten right?” The sheep summoning enough willpower to look the big wolf in the eye from below. Her head raised back uncomfortably. Mr Wolf keeping her head up with a paw as he leaned over and kissed her. He never once stopped fucking her in the kiss. She felt his sharp teeth with her tongue as his tongue tasted her vigorously. It felt passionate and meaningful. She would never forget a moment like this. It felt like a resounding yes as her heart fluttered.

Mr wolf pulled away from the kiss. She looked up at him like a lost and scared little kid. “Oh Honey… I’ve eaten so many tasty little sheep like you. By tomorrow I won’t even remember your name.” She looked even more frightened by those words as Mr Wolf shifted and got himself more comfortable as he positioned himself to take full advantage of this girl’s small size compared to him. “In fact, I don’t even remember your name now.” Mr Wolf making sure to pick up the pace as he told her that. He didn’t want to give her a chance to correct him. He liked that he had forgotten the girl’s name. He wanted to treat her like the little snack that she was.

Her chest swirled as Mr Wolf admitted that. She was nothing to him. This was the craziest thing she had ever done; she was giving herself to a wolf. He had ultimate power over her, he could do anything to her, and he chose to fuck her and eat her, and she was powerless to stop him. That intoxicated her, that made her feel weak. It felt so good. She couldn’t explain it, but she loved it. It still terrified her; it made her sick to her stomach but that just made it better. She couldn’t do anything about it now. She was just at this wolf’s whims. The feeling of him pushing deeper inside her quicker and quicker, his thick cock like nothing she had ever felt before. It stretched her completely. She was just for him.

“You're just a tasty little lamb with a tight little pussy made to please predators. That's what you were born for.” The words intoxicated her as he pushed harder and harder into her. Right now, that’s what she truly was, and she loved it. That fear almost leaving her as she focused on being this wolf’s plaything. She tried not to think about it anymore. The way Mr Wolf behaved melting her mind, making it difficult to think anyway. “Your parents raised you for me. They worked hard, kept you fed and happy just to be a little forgettable snack… Isn’t that, right?” Mr Wolf wanted to break this lamb.

“Ah!” She audibly whimpered again. She had forgotten about her parents. How sad they’d feel about all of this. She hadn’t even thought about how this might affect them. They were so loving, so caring. She had truly squandered it.

Mr Wolf smiled. He knew he was getting to the sheep. He thought it was really fun teasing this sheep like this, he didn’t care if he had crossed a line. He was going to eat her soon anyway. It’s not like her feelings on the topic mattered now. “I said…” Mr wolf placed a paw under the Sheep’s chin and made her look at him. Her face an expression of deep satisfaction. “Isn’t that, right?”

She nodded. He was right. All the love and care she was given was just going to him. She was only here for Mr Wolf now. Even if she didn’t want that to be the case, it was. She was his truly. She had served herself on a silver platter to him. Some dumb part of her had hoped that she was special and unique. Like this really wasn’t going to be the end. But it was. She had her parents to thank for raising her long enough so she could at least be here in this moment.

“You’re all mine, aren’t you?” there was a growl in the white wolf’s voice.

She just nodded as she looked up at him.

“I could do anything with you. Couldn’t I?” Mr Wolf asked.

She nodded.

“But you don’t want to be eaten, do you?”

“Please don’t eat me…” She pleaded. It felt like it was getting closer. It was becoming realer and realer by the second. Mr Wolf kept pushing deep inside her. Her tight pussy holding on for dear life. She wanted him for a bit longer. She didn’t want this to end.

“But that’s not up to you, is it?”

She paused for a moment, before she nodded again. It wasn’t up to her. It was up to him.

“Who gets to decide what happens to you?”

“You do…” She was right. She had no choice in anything now. She just prayed that he continued to fuck her. Long enough to change his mind. She pushed pack into him as hard as she could. She could feel his knot forming at his base. Maybe if she did a good enough Job, if she was a truly perfect tight little lamb, maybe he would take mercy on her.

Mr Wolf just leaned forward more and pressed the lamb down onto the bed harder. Her face squished into the mattress. Her hips pumping his dick desperately while he overpowered her. He could feel her desperation. Her slick pussy tempting his knot with each bounce.

“What am I going to do to you?”

She turned her face further into the mattress. She didn’t want to say it.

“I said, what am I going to do to you?” Mr Wolf grabbed the Sheep’s head by the ears and pulled her face up so the camera could see her. The young lamb looking down the barrel of the camera with a Lynx smiling behind it. Her own paw between her legs as she watched.

“… You’re going to eat me…” Her body screamed with fear. She couldn’t do anything. She was powerless. Her hips kept pushing back onto the wolf inside her, his base stretching her. Tempting to lock into her.

“Hehe, that’s right! Good girl~” Mr Wolf growled as he pushed harder into her. She kept humping him back. She was going to be the best little lamb that he could ever wish. He couldn’t eat her. The fear and struggle building inside her. The hot wet mess of her tight pussy pleading with the wolf who indulged in it.

Marie could see the sheep’s desperation. She looked terrified in her intense concentration. All the concentration she could muster to try to please this wolf. But Mr Wolf was clearly nowhere near satisfied. Neither was Marie. “Is there anything you’d like to say to the camera?” Marie asked. The sheep looking up at Marie a little confused in her bliss and fear. “Who knows. It might be the last thing your parents get to remember you by~” Marie teased the sheep. Her paw playing with her pussy intently. She wanted this sheep to know that it was all just fun for Marie and Mr Wolf all while it was life and death for her.

The sheep thought about her parents again. She couldn’t imagine them watching something like this with their daughter in it. The thought made her feel numb. They had poured their heart and soul into her, cherished her, loved her, all for some wolf to come along and take her with nothing but an afterthought. She was so intensely grateful for what they had done for her, but it was all just for this wolf, so she could be his plaything for a night. She wanted to see them again, she wanted to hug them, to thank them, to say sorry. Her mind a twist of emotions, her body in deep bliss and satisfaction. She could only think of the fear and pleasure in the thick of it all.

“Thank you…” The sheep struggled to let out as she felt the wolf push and pull inside her. Her body barely able to hold out. She struggled to maintain composure. The idea of her parents seeing this one day kept her holding out a little longer. She didn’t want them to see her cum.

“Thank you for what?” Marie asked with a smile.

“For raising me…” She struggled further.

“Hehe. And what did they raise you for?” Marie giggled at the sheep’s quavering voice.

“To be a tasty little lamb with a tight little pussy!” She struggled so hard to say that. Her body teetering on the edge for so long until she felt it. Mr Wolf’s knot slipping inside her as it swelled and stretched her. Said tight little pussy clasping around him firmly. She felt warm wet cum fill her up as he pushed himself deep inside, using her pussy like it was intended. To please a predator. Letting him fill her up completely. Her legs shivered with a concoction of fear and ecstasy. He was doing what he wanted. He was almost finished with her. The idea making her body tense as she squeezed each little drop out of him. She felt him still thrusting deep inside. The only solace she took was knowing that he was stuck like this for a moment. She took any longer moment alive as a blessing.

But soon that blissful ecstasy slowly evaporated as she felt Mr Wolf begin to tug against her. Her pussy holding on naturally tight against him. The feeling of fear puddling in her mind. She felt her pussy stretch around his knot again. Her entire body froze. She felt his knot pull past with a tug as his shaft slowly slipped out of her. A pulse of cum slipping into her every now and then as he glided carefully. She wanted him to stay. She wasn’t done. She wanted to keep doing that. She wanted to keep living. She felt his cock tip slip out of her as a torrent of warm liquid spilled out. She wanted him back inside her.

“Please…” The sheep whispered. But her plea fell on deaf ears. Mr Wolf panted like a happy puppy as he collapsed on the sheep with intense satisfaction. His warm dick now squished against her pussy on its side. He’d used her pussy as intended, now it was time to finish off the rest of the sheep.

She felt his paw lift her chin up one last time. She saw the hungry white wolf above her. Her heart skipped a beat. “Please…”

He licked her forehead with his broad tongue. A trail of saliva in it’s wake. The sweat of fear and sex drenching her wool. “Please don’t…” She could see down the long dark throat that awaited her. It was right there.

He licked against her wet nose. “Please-“ Before she was silenced by a deep passionate kiss. She kissed him back with as much strength as she could muster. She could feel his tongue taste and explore her. She tried her best to convince him with her talent. Even his tongue seemed to ignore her pleading. Instead, he just happily let her kiss him intensely before he got bored of her taste.

He pulled away. She looked up at him frightened that he had stopped. She wanted him to keep going. She just wanted to buy more time. He opened his maw wide. She saw deep down into that dark pink passage again. It was really happening. Even now she couldn’t believe it. It encroached ever closer, encompassing her vision. She shook her head in disbelief. “No… No…” She stammered. But nobody was listening to the little lamb’s wishes. He just placed his maw over her little head. His sharp teeth holding against her chin and scalp. Her neck bent up looking into him.

She felt him clamp down on her as he pulled back, shuffling his weight off her in the process. Before he pushed forward, his mouth coating her face. Her face squished against the ridged roof of his mouth uncomfortably. Her entire body uncomfortably contorted. She wasn’t even being treated with dignity. She was being gulped down little by little. The entire process unforgiving. He swallowed and she felt her face shove against the softness of the back of his throat. Her small body now feeling the light touch of sharp teeth as he softly gnawed at her. She was flipped around and disoriented. But she could still feel each time he gulped her further down. A strong wave of dread flowing over her as she knew with each passing moment that her fate was being sealed. She really was just a prey animal being devoured. The moment she had fantasised about stripped away of it’s glamour by the true sense of fear and dread she felt. She knew this was it. This was how she would die.

Her legs slipping inside the wolf’s mouth as she felt the wolf swallow again. Her body being compressed and squished as she sunk deeper down into the belly of the wolf. With the next strong gulp, she felt her face squeeze past tightness into a much squishier space. A rough texture against her as she slipped into a puddle of stomach juice. Her head plummeting into it unceremoniously as she felt more and more of her body get squished into this space with her. She struggled as she panicked. This was the final hurrah. She had to try something as she struggled around in the tight confines of the wolf. She felt like she was the most defiant prey she could ever possibly be with how she kicked and screamed and bleated.

Mr Wolf just reclined as he stroked his writhing stomach. Showing off his empty maw to the camera. Another little sheep successfully put into it’s rightful place. A fun little way to spend an afternoon. Sentencing an insignificant prey to death for his own satisfaction. He loved feeling her weak and feeble little attempts at trying to escape or possibly upset his stomach. But he just kept stroking his belly gently ignoring her protests. He’d gotten what he had wanted. A tight little lamb all to himself.

Marie watched the Sheep’s struggles from behind the camera. She loved how much she kept pointlessly fighting. “Haha… Fuck, she really didn’t want to go huh?” She loved knowing that this little sheep still didn’t want to die, yet she was definitely going to.

“Haha… Oh yeah~” Mr Wolf pat his belly again. “You should’ve felt how tight she got when I mentioned how she was just food.” Mr Wolf glowing in satisfaction.

Marie continuing to rub herself gently. Although now with a little bit more enthusiasm. “Did you really forget her name?”

“Hehe… I think I know what her name was… Didn’t it start with an ‘S’?” Mr Wolf kept stroking his belly.

“Hahaha. Nope!”

“Haha, oh fuck, what was it?” Mr Wolf seemed to be genuine in not knowing. That or he was a much better actor than even Marie knew.

“Pfft, I’m not telling! Besides, she’s just a dumb little lamb, who cares~” Marie went back to rubbing herself harder. Mr Wolf just smiled at the camera before standing up. The weight of the struggling sheep inside shifting as he stood.

Mr Wolf going up to the camera with his maw out wide, showing off the very thing that the poor sheep just experienced, before he turned the camera off. Ready to finish his night with his Canadian Lynx partner. He might have already had his fun with that little sheep, but Marie’s fun was just about to begin.