A Pack of Her Own
#5 of Short Stories
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What is a limerick?
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There once was a girl in a home
Whose father would froth and foam
But out in the night
She knew what was right
The need of a pack all her own
They roamed with barely a care
With songs of beauty declare
In dancing moon beams
Drifting through her dreams
Beyond her awful despair
A savage burn she felt
To touch a warm wolf pelt
But between her thighs
Were different cries
That caused her insides to melt
Inside of her house she was trapped
With a monster whose path was mapped
All across her skin
With bestial grin
Her body was beaten and slapped
She looked up into his eye
And wished that she would die
In awful hands
To his demands
With force to make her cry
The night was filled with pain
She cried a forbidden name
The man he froze
In blank mad pose
And died as the house set aflame
So girl she fled to the pack
To the woods she would not look back
And there in that place
She looked in the face
Of four legs and a mighty sack
The eyes on her shape were bold
She stared into amber and gold
And inside her bust
Her feelings of lust
Left not one bit of her cold
Down onto all fours she posed
Then leaving her belly exposed
She gave him her trust
That thickened with lust
Alpha's will would be unopposed
Desire ran all through her skin
She knew just where to begin
She felt his breath
And teeth of death
She placed one finger within
Her scent began to unfold
The desire to mate would take hold
With hunger and lust
His nose to her bust
The feeling was wet and cold
Warm tongue on her sex did taste
Her hungry curves were traced
The scent of delight
In pale moon light
Till up to her lips he was placed
Her tongue ran across his skin
Wet lips were holding him in
Then into her thirst
He started to burst
Till warmth ran down her chin
She swallowed the heat of his seed
Which quickened her personal greed
To take him in
To be his kin
And sate her body's need
At last he pulled away
She wished that he would stay
But when she looked
Her goose was cooked
The pack surrounded its prey
Yet here there was no fear
She turned presenting her rear
With eyes ablaze
Their mind in a haze
There dangled the thickening spear
The beta approached from the pack
And savagely mounted her back
With maddening thrust
And plenty of lust
He made an unknotted attack
They rutted quite harshly at first
Till into her cradle he burst
And as they exchanged
Her path rearranged
Around that which was submersed
He left for the third did yearn
He mounted and started to churn
But in her plot
He did not knot
Proceeding with great concern
At last when he did excrete
Claws grew on her hands and feet
A fair exchange
She welcomed the change
For now she was fully in heat
Four rose his wolfish mast
And came at her hard and fast
He did endure
Not premature
Astoundingly he would last
His cum brought fangs and a snout
With pleasure these features did sprout
A gasping squeak
A startled shriek
A girl-wolf's howl came out
Five's passion was strong indeed
He bit and she started to bleed
With whimpering plea
And jubilee
Of mating that did proceed
With vigor his body did spur
A lolling tongue did occur
Then he filled her at last
And from his blast
Her skin was covered with fur
When six inserted his nail
She clenched and started to wail
Her bottom did lift
Inside was a shift
That grew a wiggling tail
Seven caused her body to bend
As the wolf in her did ascend
It all snapped in place
From tail to face
And brought her change to an end
He twitched with a shuttering moan
Then dismounted and left her alone
A moments rest
To gaze abreast
At the beautiful she-wolf they'd grown
Strong alpha approached the bitch
His wolfhood started to twitch
To show his rule
He'd take the jewel
And enter her up to his hitch
But first from her body he cast
The seed the others had passed
With every lung
New warmth would plung
With a passion unsurpassed
At last their seed was expelled
His alpha line was upheld
He settled within
Her softest skin
Then with his knot he held
Her body was covered with sweat
And though her insides were wet
Their seal was tight
A union of might
Escape was hardly a threat
He pumped with all of his might
With fire she did ignite
A bestial urge
A mighty surge
She clenched around him tight
At last his seed was released
Inside her planting his beast
A clutch of wolf cubs
Would grow like shrubs
Then find her milk and feast
Awash in afterglow
His knot let more seeds to sow
From primal lust
And total trust
At last he let her go
Then on and into the night
A larger pack took flight
Off into the wood
They understood
That all had been made right