Predator & Prey Different ending
Predator & Prey Different ending
Crouching low, the wolf moved thought the forest; as silently as a shadow. His rough black fur blending perfectly with the dark sun dappled foliage. Lifting his big shaggy head the predator inhaled deeply, scenting his prey on the evening breeze. Slowly he crept through the under brush, silent and deadly as he stalked his victim. Ahead his golden eye's saw movement, the big wolf froze for an instant; then snuck closer. The young buck move carelessly around the small glade. Unaware of the danger that stalked him, the squatting wolf watched and waited until just the right moment. Then sprang from his hiding place, a whirl wind of rough fur, sinewy muscle, claws and teeth!
Venton looked up, startled at the terrifying sight of the big wolf leaping at him. Instantly the young stag sprang away, dodging the wolf's pounce by only inches. The big wolf snarled in anger and frustration as the buck eluded him. Knowing that it would be all most impossible for him to chase the young stag down. But Kelvor was just too proud and stubborn to give it up as a bad job, and raced after the fleeing stag. Venton glanced back over his shoulder terrified, even more as he watched the slobbering predator chase him. Kelvor was pleasantly surprised to discover that this one wasn't so fast. Still the stag managed to stay just ahead of him, by doing what deer to best. Right angled sharp turns though the tree's and bushes, that the wolf just couldn't match. When suddenly they came to a short straight path, the wolf gained quickly now. When surprisingly the path vanished into a tangle of vines and thick undergrowth.
The wolf smiled thinking he had the little stag now, when Venton leaped into the tangle. Bouncing over most of it, growling in furious rage Kelvor plunged into the undergrowth! He tripped almost at once, tumbling and rolling. Vine's and briars seeming to coil around his limbs as if they had minds of their own! Struggling and twisting, the big wolf howled in rage and pain as the thorns dug into his flesh. Kelvor found himself trapped, suspended by all four limbs and his neck. Venton bounced to a halt glancing back at the thicket, smiling as he saw that the plant ward had worked. "What's wrong Mr. wolfie?" The young stag snickered as he edged slowly back, watching the big black wolf's struggles weaken and weaken until he just hung limp.
"Magic!" Kelvor snarled disgusted as he panted for breath.
"Yes a little nature magic." Venton agreed happily. "It's not much... but I do know another one that's called march of the ants." The stag grinned. "Want to see what it feeling like to have thousands of ants marching all over you?" The big wolf didn't say anything he just hung there glaring at the soft tan deer. "No huh?" Venton teased as he moved around behind the trapped wolf, the plants bending out of the way for him. "Well, that's okay." "We can just play with the vines for now." The stag giggled. Enjoying the view, for dangling heavy; round and full between the wolf's well spread thighs was his thick and furry ball sac. He cupped the proud jewels and snickered at the response from the wolf, who thrashed and twisted up above.
"Release me!" "Or I promise your death will be a slow one!" The wolf snarling, trying to sound threatening as the young stud caressed his jewels.
"You don't like having them played with?" The young stag asked pointedly ignoring the predator's threats. "A shame... they feel so very full!" He observed as he heft them in his palm. "Perhaps they feel too heavy?" A slender green vine snaked out from the bushes, at the buck's command, and wrapped it self around the neck of the predator's sac pulling it down firmly, making it stretch and ache. The big balls pushed out against their fuzzy pouch, their dense size elaborately shown. He begin to stroke and knead them, toying with the wolf, who suddenly whimpered. "What's this?" "Ahhhhh, is the big wolfie tender back here?" The stag asked condescendingly.
Examining, running his fingers along the soft furry pouch, he found what was making the wolf squirm. A thick rose thorn had broken off into the pouch and even now scraped against the delicate testicle inside. "Ooooh ho, so that's why your struggling so!" Laughing, he summoned another vine full of long, thick thorns. He giggled as it lazily twined around the wolf's scrotum, slowly tightening prickling into the bound nuts. The long wicked thorns pressing into that soft delicate flesh. Threatening to puncture the delicate orb's within!
"RRRAAHHOOO!" The trapped wolf howled in pain and now fear! "Let me go and we can forget this ever happened." The big wolf whined in a weak voice, but amazingly his big red canine cock began slipping from its sheath. "Ooooooooo!" Venton exclaimed reaching up to caress the hot wet organ as it hung from it's furry home. The wolf inhaled sharply his breathing deepened as his pointed cock began to dribble long strings of pre-cum. Playfully the young buck nuzzled the dripping organ with his soft velvety lip's, drawing a soft moan from the trapped predator. A wave of humiliation runs through the wolf as he's handled by the lesser male. Shame and anger at his own impotents, to stop the deer of fondling his private parts. The deer gestured and a thick vine snaked up, it's tip penetrating the wolf's piss slit. Wiggling and crawling its way up the predator's urethra, making the big wolf growl in discomfort! "Oh... poison ivy!"
"Damn you!" "You better wash that out quickly, before I use your blood!" The big wolf growled angrily.
"Hahahahahahahaaa!" The stag laughed as the wolf spat his threat. Watching as the big lupine's cock throbbed and pulsed to full aching erection. "Bet that's beginning to ache already." Venton snickered. "I hear that the irritation gets worse as the vine grows." He taunted. The big predator was determined not to show weakness. Even as his toes curled and splayed at the irritation in his sensitive member. The stag let his full long pink length slid out, to hang throbbing between his legs. "Here I'll give you something else to think about." Kelvor was panting deeply, his struggling having worn him out; along with the growing itching and burning in his cock. He barely even heard the stag's words about giving him something else to think about. As his mind filled with images of him killing the stag horribly once he was free.
"You're going to die very slowly... screaming!" Kelvor growled not stopping to think threats might be a very bad idea for him in his position.
"Threats..." Venton muttered angrily, as he moved up in front of the wolf. The vines curled around Kelvor's jaw's, forcing them open as the stag looked down gloating. "I think it's time I showed you who in charge here bitch." The stag smirked, as the wolf looked up; noticing the deer's hard on for the first time! "Now you can suck it... or I can just fuck your throat... doesn't matter to me!" Venton snickered knowing the wolf most likely had said that to some of his former victim's. "I just want to get it good and hard for your pretty bitch ass." The stag snorted, rubbing his cock tip over the wolf's muzzle.
As Venton's strong masculine scent filled the big lupine's sense's, as the big deer organ was rubbed over his face. The hot wet cock tip leaving a silvery trail of pre-cum on the wolf's dark fur. Across the hot flesh of his nose, and lip's was burning with shamed and excited blush. Then spearing between his soft lip's, hot smooth cock tip sliding up onto Kelvor's tongue. Giving him his first taste of another male's cock and pre-cum, the wolf tried to pull his head away. Tried to fight, but Venton grasped his pointed lupine ear's and pulled him savagely back down. Feeding his long pink cock through the vines, and into the big wolf's hot mouth again. Soon the round head was pressing against the back of Kelvor's mouth. Then sliding down his throat as Venton began to hump his pointed lupine muzzle. Huge dangling cervine nut's bounced on the wolf's bound chin as the massive organ stiffened in his throat.
"Yeah... oh yeah that feels so good... get it good and hard for your pussy ass!" The stag taunted as he fucked the big predator's throat. "Bet you never eat venison this way before!" He gloated laughing. "You meat eater's like to brag about your meals... bet you'll never brag to the boy's about eating this meat!" The stag taunted as jet of hot watery cervine pre washed down the wolfs throat. Kelvor tried to growl around the stag's cock, until it pressed into his throat! The muffled cries coming to a stop, as he had to suppress his gag reflex. His body twisting between the deer's cock in his mouth, and the burning ivy vine still growing in his shaft. The taste of another male's pre-cum beginning to flow into his mouth, a first for the big predator. Forced to swallow, half-afraid of drowning in the sticky disgusting fluid. His throat working around his ravisher's cock as Venton humped his gagged muzzle!
"What will keep you from doing this thing!" The chagrined wolf pleaded licking the stag's pre- cum off his lip's, shocked and appalled to discover how much he enjoyed the favor. In truth he longed to take Venton's huge cock into his mouth and pleasure it until completion! It was a powerful temptation, even though Kelvor knew it would be wrong for him to do this for a lesser male.
"Nothing at all!" Venton snickered as he fucked deep into the wolf's throat once more. The vines spreading the big lupine's leg's, and lifting his bushy tail out of the way, he can feel the cool kiss of the night air against his virgin star. Eyes going almost as wide as the lips stretched around Venton's cock. He struggled, whimpering as the movement pulled his nuts against the sharp, thorny vine that surrounded them. And then thrusting, pushing deep against that itchy, burning tingle that swelled his cock dangerously. He could feel his knot swelling, even as the ivy tickled against the inside of it. He spat the fat cock out the side of his mouth, and just as easily was slapped by it, the stag grinning down at him. "What's this?" "But you've not finished your Meal..." The stag laughs, as he grinds the tip of his cock up against the wolf's nose; squirting his pre into the predator's delicate sinuses. Kelvor's body reacted to the potent pheromones, genitals swelling, slick pre dripping out around the sides of the fuzzy stick wedged up his pee hole. Even as it slipped deeper into his bladder wiggling and tickling on the nerves there. It was all too much for the big predator, gone was the terrible marauder... the proud meat eater.
"If I... if I do it willingly.. you'll let me cum, right?" The wolf whimpered pleadingly, looking up at the dominant stag. Venton smiled gloatingly holding up one finger, as if to say once only!
"Now why don't you finish your meal... get a hot liquid lunch!" Venton teased, as he laid his hard on back on the wolf's slick tongue! Reluctantly Kelvor begins lapping at the throbbing organ, even as the stag chuckles lewdly! He shoved his fat cock into the wolf's mouth, as hard as he could; and started fucking his muzzle. "Yeah, that's just a little preview, you going to get the full show a little later when I cum all over you." "Now quit playing the shy type and get on with it." Kelvor lapped, his long pink tongue flicking out again and again, wrapping and pulling along the hard pink length.
He closed his eyes, and pretended it was not the stag's erection, but the bone from a fresh killed rabbit... it made it easier. He craned his head forward, and sucked at the marrow, slurping noisily, tasting the sweet hot pre as it gushed against his lips and dripped down over his throat. Down below, his groin ached, a new fiery lust rushing through him. "Oh yes, yes, bitch your one good cock sucker, that mouth of yours is sure hot." Venton teased. "I love watching my thick cock disappear into that hot fanged mouth of yours." The stag snickered. "Yeah I think your enjoying this a lot more than you thought you would." Venton observed as he watched the wolf suckle fawningly. "Your getting good bitch... you sure like my thick cervine cock in your mouth don't you?" "I think its time you give my cock a little rest." Venton grunted not wanting this to end to quickly. "Ever sucked and licked on a nice big set of balls?" "Besides your own of course!" He snickered pulling his cock up and shoving his silky ball sac in the wolf's maw. "You want to taste my balls?"
‘Oh yes!' Kelvor thought evilly, imagining himself chewing the stag's ball's off; while Venton lay screaming and struggling.
"Well even if you don't you don't have much of a choice." The stag snickered gloating over having the big predator in his power. "Lick those nice heavy balls, yeah use that hot tongue." The stag ordered. "Kiss them, yeah, now lick them one by one, oh yes, yes, that's a good bitch." "Yeah keep going slut that mouth of yours is sure hot." "Now start licking the underside of my cock, till you get all the way to the head; then go down again." Venton ordered with malicious satisfaction, as the wolf obeyed. Kelvor did as he was ordered, because he was helpless. Then he felt one of the vines holding his jaw's open snap, as his sharp teeth cut through it.
Suddenly his mouth pressed forwards became more fawning. "Ohooo yeah!" Venton grunted in bliss. "Puppy wants a treat!" The stag snickered gloatingly. Jaw's chewing, tongue licking like mad. The big wolf pressed forwards, his powerful body straining to get closer. Hardly feeling as the thick thorn covered vines dug into the tender flesh of his ball sack. Another small vine holding his powerful jaw's broke, and Kelvor redoubled his efforts. The stag spread his strong leg's, thrusting his hip's forwards teasing. Before the big predator enticing him, leading him on. Even as he gestured vaguely, the plants responding very slowly. Kelvor's mouth was drooling like crazy, as he almost had the stag's whole package within his maw. But he had reached the end on his tether, twisting and struggling.
He suddenly felt his hind paw's touch the ground, digging his claws in to the hard earth. He lunged forwards with all his might, jaw's straining against the weakening vine's holding them. When a wet ripping sound came from behind him, and he felt hot wetness rush down his inner thigh's. At the same instant the vine's holding back his mandibles of death broke! There was a stunning snap as his powerful jaw's snapped closed. Followed by a satisfying crunch as his sharp teeth sank deep into the stag's male organ's. Venton squealed in pain and horror as he stumbled backwards. Looking up the wolf found himself starring into the deer's wide eye's. Kelvor grinned in gratification as he slowly chewed the stag's male organ's up and swallowed. When he slowly became aware of the aching within his own loin's. Then his head impulsive looked down between his legs. Discovering that his own furry sack and its contents were swinging dissevered from a thorny knot of rose vines.
FIN