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Chapter Twelve: Hungry for the Wolf

Dawn was in the pit again, surrounded by the same faux ferns and painted diorama of the ancient world. She was balled up as tightly as she could be in the corner of the display, trying to make herself as small as possible under the glare of her monstrous self. It's steely green eyes were boring a hole through the lamb, and she whimpered in terror at it's every growl.

"Leave me alone, please. Just leave me alone" She whimpered, trying to stifle her sobs.

The beast let out a sinister cackle in response. "Oh Dawn..." It spoke in a mockingly sweet tone. "Why would I do that? It's far too much fun. "

Dawn began to bawl, closing her eyes tightly. As the tears streamed she stiffened her arms and balled her fists. "You aren't real." She snarled. "YOU AREN'T REAL!"

The beast laughed again. "Oh I am Dawn, and I won't go away until you embr-"

The voice was suddenly silenced by a unnatural squeal of pain that bellowed across the empty chamber. There were several more screeches, joined by a now oddly familiar snarling before Dawn was able to muster the courage to open her eyes.

From were she was slumped she could see the form of Vernon, standing proud and tall above the now cowering and wounded monster. It hissed angrily at the wolf, saying nothing as it began to dissipate into a deep purple smoke. It only took an instant before her beastly doppelganger's form dissolved into the mist, and the mist in turn disappeared. Dawn was in shock, and it took a few moments before she was able to register what had happened and struggle to her feet.

"V-Vernon?" Her voice raised.

The wolf didn't turn to face her as she began to bound toward him.

"Oh Vernon!" She slammed into the wolf's back, wrapping her hooves tightly around him. Burying her face into his back she was brimming with tears of joy. "Oh gods, I'm so glad to see you! I can't believe you're here!" She cried.

The wolf still didn't speak, or move for that matter. The lamb looked up to him in confusion.

"Puppy?"

The wolf turned to face her, his green eyes gleaming with a terrible hunger. He began to growl at Dawn, causing her to release her grip. She stumbled backward in horror.

"V-Vernon!?" She choked out, still stricken in shock.

The wolf turned, slowly walking toward her. He was still snarling, licking his lips as he eyed the ewe.

"Vernon, please!" She held her arms out protectively as she continued to back away.

The wolf lunged forward, causing the ewe to lose her footing and fall backward onto the floor. The lamb began to scuttle away in desperation until eventually her back met the cold stone wall of the arena. The wolf, now on all fours, continued to close in on the ewe.

"Puppy! Please! This isn't you!" She yelped. "Snap out of it!"

The wolf continued his forward stalk, seemingly un-phased by the pleading lamb. When he was within no more than a few feet of Dawn, she held arms out in a last ditch attempt to protect herself. Turning away and closing her eyes tightly, she waited for the painful end to come.

But it never came. Instead, there was just empty silence. Even Vernon's growling had ceased. Dawn cautiously opened an eye to scan her surroundings for the familiar wolf, and immediately saw Vernon's own green eyes staring back at her. The yelp of fear died in her throat, escaping as little more than a whimper.

Vernon was looming over her, but his gaze had softened. He regarded Dawn with a curious expression. Bringing his muzzle close to the ewe's face, he sniffed her lightly causing Dawn to wince in fear. The wolf only brought his nose closer in response, taking several deep whiffs of the area around her neck and face. At one point a blast of air from his nose fogged up her glasses. Dawn remained still, too scared to even wipe the lenses.

As the fog cleared the wolf stopped his sniffing, seemingly satisfied with whatever he was trying to figure out. Vernon bared his teeth, and again Dawn's eyes snapped shut in preparation for the worst. However, instead of jagged teeth biting down on her neck she felt the wolf's lips gently press against her cheek.

Her eyes flew open in surprise to find the wolf sitting normally in front of her, a smug grin plastered on his face. She stared in disbelief, had it all been a ruse?

"Vernon!" She sputtered angrily. " You jerk! That was terrible!" She swatted a hoof at him.

The wolf simply chuckled, leaning back in over the lamb and planting another kiss on her cheek.

"V-vernon?" Now Dawn was growing confused. The wolf's actions were becoming harder to gauge by the minute.

"I-If you think I-I" The wolf continued to trail kisses, now moving toward her muzzle. "I-I I'm going to f-forgive you that e-easily y-you-." The wolf was now getting dangerously close to her own lips. She placed her hooves on his shoulders and attempted to push him away.

"Puppy, what are yo-?" Was all she got a chance to ask before his lips met her own. Dawn's eyes went wide in shock. Vernon was kissing her, he was really kissing her! Her mind reeled. The connection felt like lightning, pulsing from her lips down her spine and back again. She almost lost herself in the sensation, but her rational mind pulled her back at the last second. She shoved the wolf away, severing the kiss.

"Puppy! We cant! We jus-" His lips were on hers again. She could feel her heart starting to pound vigorously. She pushed again, this time so weakly she barely cut the connection.

"Puppy, no, you'll-" Another kiss, another shove. "I'll ruin...we can't" She barely got the words out around the wolf's lips. She shoved again weakly, but this time she failed to break the kiss.

"Mhh!" She tried to speak. Her hooves were on his shoulders, trying to push but growing weaker by the second. It wasn't long before her arms fell away, shakily finding their way around the wolf's neck. Now she began to pull, attempting to bring Vernon in tighter.

"Mhhhhmm..." She moaned through the kiss, her eyes closing as she basked in the rush of sensations. The feeling was amazing, and she quavered under his spell. She tightened her grip, drawing the wolf in deeper. Vernon in turn wrapped his arms around the ewe, nearly cradling her in his embrace. Feeling herself lift off the floor slightly, the ewe felt the last furtive pleading of her rational mind tug at her again. As Vernon broke the seemingly eternal kiss, she found the where with all to try dissuading him again.

"P-puppy, if we do t-this-" The wolf began to trail kisses down her jaw line. "W-w-Ohhh...." She moaned as Vernon planted a few playful nips at the top of her neck.

She finally mustered enough force to push Vernon back. Confusion marred the wolf's face as he stared back at her.

"Puppy, if we do something like this there's no going back." She protested, trying to hide her slight panting. "It'll ruin your life! I don't want you destroying your future over me." She stared back at Vernon with pleading and sorrowful eyes.

Vernon brought a paw to his chin and rolled his eyes as if musing over Dawn's words. Dawn was certain Vernon would come to his senses. As much as she wanted to be with him, she was certain he was not foolish enough to ruin his life over her no matter how stubborn he was. But instead of feeling the wolf place her gently back down, she instead felt his other paw return to cradle her back. He looked deep into Dawn's eyes in pure adoration.

"The only future I want is the one with you in it." Vernon chuckled, before burying his muzzle into her plunging neckline. She gasped at the sudden jolt of pleasure, and any further objections died in her throat.

Dawn purred, wrapping her arms around the wolf's head and clutching his fur. The last of her defenses had fallen, and she was done arguing. Dawn had desires, had needs she desperately wanted fulfilled. She wanted Vernon as badly as he wanted her, and she was done trying to stop it. As Vernon playfully nibbled on the exposed bit of collarbone sticking out of her shirt, a shuddering bleat escaped her lips on bated breath.

"O-Oh Puppy..." She moaned. "Please..."

She could feel the wolf's paws beginning to trace her form, feeling a peculiar tingle when his pads touched the areas of exposed flesh at the edges of her clothes. It wasn't a rough sensation, nor was it soft, but it was titillating in it's own way. She felt one work it's way up the back of her dress shirt, gently tracing her spine on it's way up. She could feel a heat beginning to build deep inside her.

"P-P-" She stuttered as the wolf dragged his canine tongue from the base of her neck to the top. It felt like fire to the ewe, the surface leaving her skin tingling as it were host to embers.

"More! M-MORE!" She gasped, her breathing becoming staggered.

Instead the wolf backed away, leaving Dawn slightly confused.

"W-what? Did I?" She panted, looking at the wolf with concern.

The wolf simply raised a paw, and with a flick of the wrist exposed his sharp claws. The ewe winced in fear, but deep inside she felt a strange excitement. Vernon slowly brought his paw up to the top of her dress shirt. Gently hooking the top button with a claw, he quickly tore it loose causing the ewe to jump in response. The wolf simply smiled as he moved to the next button, and the next.

Soon he had opened the whole shirt, exposing Dawn's chest and midriff to the open air. Her chest was bare save for a fuzzy patch of wool etched into a heart shape at the base of her neck, as well as the blue cartoon sheep covered bra hiding her sensitive mounds. It rose and fell with each trembling breath as she watched the ravenous wolf look over her. She was completely rapt.

Vernon slowly brought his muzzle back to her collarbone, and picked up where he left off. The wolf nibbled and licked, making his way down toward the center of her chest. Dawn had moved her hooves down to the base of his shirt, and was frantically pawing her way under it.

"Mhhh... Vernon, I-AH!" She yelped as she felt one of his paws cup her breast, gently kneading it as he continued his ministrations. She bit her lip and growled with lust at the sensation. Vernon was driving her mad, and he had barely done anything at all. Dawn involuntarily thrust her chest forward at the wolf, burying his muzzle further into the heart shaped poof that flanked her bust. It was then she suddenly felt tension on the strap between her bra cups. She could feel Vernon's bare teeth around it, pressing against her upper chest. With a sudden tug the wolf tore the strap away, freeing the ewe's petite breasts from their increasingly uncomfortable prison.

The wolf leaned back seemingly to regard the sight. Dawn was never particularly found of her breasts. The tear drop shaped bosoms were barely bigger than a b, which was small for caprid standards. She felt scared for a moment, feeling the urge to apologize for not being as gifted as the other ewes, but Vernon put her fears at ease.

"You're beautiful." he smiled warmly at the ewe. If she weren't already as flustered as she was, she would surely be now.

"V-Vernon..." She heaved. "I need you..." She shuddered as she spoke.

With that, the wolf leaned back in and began to taste around the ewe's more sensitive area. Encircling the bud of her bosom with his tongue, drawing closer with each pass. Dawn could only moan, now arching her back as if trying to pull away. It was growing unbearable.

"P-Puppy! Don't t-tease." She quavered, pulling herself back to the wolf.

The wolf chuckled before abruptly taking her teat in his maw. Her hooves, which had now made their way up the back of Vernon's shirt were now clawing at his back in pleasure. If she were a predator, she was sure she would have accidently cut the wolf by now.

"VERNON!" Her whole body was starting to tremble now. She could feel a familiar pressure beginning to grow in her nethers.

Vernon's tongue was swirling around her nipple in an almost choreographed manner. Each lap and flick sending a new wave a pleasure all over her body. Her other breast was soon grasped by the wolf's free paw, it's digits gently tracing around the rigid tip.

"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" She was practically screaming now. "RUT ME VERNON! RUT ME NOW!" She lolled her head back, heaving a throaty moan. How did this wolf know how to push her buttons so well? It's as if he knew her every sensitive spot, and how to perfectly work them in order to drive her over the edge.

The wolf leaned back again, chuckling at the lamb. Dawn took the opportunity to pull herself closer to him. Grabbing the edges of his shirt, she yanked frantically trying to pull it off. Vernon smirked at her, and began to help the ewe. With Vernon's help, the shirt was over and off quickly. Vernon then gently laid the ewe back on the floor. The cold ground made her shudder, but she barely registered it.

"Vernon! PLEASE!" She moaned.

"We'll get there..." He chuckled. "I swear it."

The wolf slowly lowered his face to the waist of the ewes black skirt. Grasping the button with his fangs, he let out a playful snarl as he tugged. It was clear to Dawn the wolf could have easily torn it away in one pull, but he was still toying with her. He playfully tugged several times, growling with each pull.

"PUPP-" She didn't get a chance to finish as the wolf yanked with all his might. The skirt tore partially away, and with a second rough pull it was fully destroyed. The wool on her thighs were now exposed. It ran all the way up to her little pair of matching cartoon sheep panties which covered the only sheared area in that region.

Dawn was nearly ready to faint when she felt Vernon's paws come to rest on each of her inner thighs, gently parting them. Dawn's own hooves immediately darted down to her dainty panties, and she desperately began to tug at them only to feel Vernon stop her.

"PUPPY P-"

"Dawn, relax..." Vernon cooed. The ewe brought her hooves to her lips timidly, trembling uncontrollably now.

The wolf placed his paws back on her thighs, and began to gently kiss the inner side of them. He slowly, playfully was working his was up to her most forbidden place. To Dawn it was agonizing, the growing heat becoming unbearable. She was gasping for air now, and sopping with sweat.

He was merely inches away from her panty line when she began grasping at the false earth beneath her.

"VERNON, I'M GONNA D-AHHH!" She screamed as she felt one of the wolfs digits press against the thin fabric separating her ewehood from the open air. The sensation was practically paralyzing. She threw her head back, drool slipping from her lip.

"Shhh..." Vernon said playfully. As if he were shushing the wrong pair of lips. Gently, he brought his paws up to the edges of her panties and placed a finger under each side. Slowly, agonizingly he pulled them down and once they had cleared her nethers he quickly tore them away.

Casting them aside, the wolf brought himself back down to her newly exposed flesh. Dawn could feel his paws flank her thighs again, this time mere inches away from her glistening mound. Much like her chest, the areas was clear of wool, save for a little heart shaped patch just above her entrance. She could feel his hot breath caressing her entrance, causing her to quiver with each of the wolf's raspy pants.

"V-Vernon...you a-aren't?" Dawn mumbled. Of the males she had been with, there was never one who was willing to please her that way. And she was certain there was no way the wolf was about to do such a thing.

"Mhh..." Vernon groaned. "I've always wondered what sheep tastes like." He snarled playfully.

"P-puppy You D-Don't-." She panted.

"A wolf has to eat love'." He retorted.

As Dawn felt the wolf's slavering muzzle make contact with her dripping womanhood she hit the ceiling. Her limit reached, she screamed.

"VERNON I-I'M GON-GONNA-"

Dawn awoke covered from head to hooves in sweat. It took her a few moments to figure out exactly where she was and what was happening. She was back at the apartment, laying on the sofa in the darkened living room. The sun had set long ago, and the city outside was mostly slumbering. The only illumination in the room was the screen of the T.V. basking the chamber in a white light. It was still on the DVD menu for the movie "Get him to the Goat", which had ended long ago and continued to loop ad nauseam as she had slept. She had been watching it with Vernon.

"Vernon..." Her mind cooed. "VERNON!" She looked around wildly. Her search to find the wolf was brief. He was slumbering on the opposite end of the couch. Making the occasional errant twitch or yip that she had become accustomed to as his 'puppy dreams'.

Dawn sighed with relief, wiping her brow with her hoof. She was absolutely soaked through her nightgown in more ways than one. Dawn maneuvered herself off the couch, carefully putting her feet on the rug. As she attempted to put weight on them she nearly fell. Catching herself on the sofa arm, she propped herself into her standing position and attempted to wait out the trembling that wracked her legs. What had happened in that dream may have been Dawn's imagination, but the effects were earth shattering in real life. As Dawn stared at the sleeping wolf, she let out a amorous sigh.

Never in her life had she experienced an orgasm like that, and her head was still swimming over it.

"I wonder..." She whispered to herself. "If it would really be that good..."

It was then that dawn's rational mind started to wake back up, and suddenly she became stricken with guilt and shame. The same thoughts started to brow beat her.

'Vernon's my friend!' One thought screamed. 'You'd ruin his life!' Chimed another. She placed her hoof to her head in pain. 'You'd just hurt him like you hurt everyone else!' 'It's unnatural!' The cacophony of negative voices berated the ewe. But it was the last one that made the ewe clutch her heart as if it had been stabbed.

'You don't deserve to be happy.' The last sentence killed the chorus. Dawn let go of the sofa arm, now standing in silence. Tears began to run down her face as she stared at Vernon's sleeping form.

"Tomorrow night..." She muttered. "At work....I-I'll." She bit her lip, trying to hold back sobs. "I'll tell Vernon I'm moving out." She whispered to herself.

After a few more moments of staring with longing, tearful eyes, Dawn tightly closed her eyes and balled her fists. The little ewe steeled herself, trying to bury the tears deep down. Gulping hard, she let out a final hard sniff and then a soft sigh.

She turned from the scene, and silently crept off toward her bedroom.

"Tomorrow night." She muttered one last time, and shut the door.