{"sf1_id":110585,"sf2_id":"0mvL09A1","title":"A Pack of Her Own","author":"Little Red Wolf","words":944,"posted_at":"2009-12-02T08:00:00.000Z","tags":["Human","Impregnation","M/F","Orgy","Rhyme","Transformation","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/110585-a-pack-of-her-own","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/0mvL09A1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ad/f4/adf4ad2d-06ca-4513-a53b-bf96a095befa","description":"#5 of Short Stories\n\nWhat is a limerick?","content":"What is a limerick?\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHickory Dickory Doc is a limerick.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nRemember, limericks are supposed to be dirty...\u0026nbsp; (Additional Update on Feb 21st)\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThere once was a girl in a home\n\nWhose father would froth and foam\n\nBut out in the night\n\nShe knew what was right\n\nThe need of a pack all her own\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey roamed with barely a care\n\nWith songs of beauty declare\n\nIn dancing moon beams\n\nDrifting through her dreams\n\nBeyond her awful despair\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nA savage burn she felt\n\nTo touch a warm wolf pelt\n\nBut between her thighs\n\nWere different cries\n\nThat caused her insides to melt\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nInside of her house she was trapped\n\nWith a monster whose path was mapped\n\nAll across her skin\n\nWith bestial grin\n\nHer body was beaten and slapped\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe looked up into his eye\n\nAnd wished that she would die\n\nIn awful hands\n\nTo his demands\n\nWith force to make her cry\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe night was filled with pain\n\nShe cried a forbidden name\n\nThe man he froze\n\nIn blank mad pose\n\nAnd died as the house set aflame\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSo girl she fled to the pack\n\nTo the woods she would not look back\n\nAnd there in that place\n\nShe looked in the face\n\nOf four legs and a mighty sack\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe eyes on her shape were bold\n\nShe stared into amber and gold\n\nAnd inside her bust\n\nHer feelings of lust\n\nLeft not one bit of her cold\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nDown onto all fours she posed\n\nThen leaving her belly exposed\n\nShe gave him her trust\n\nThat thickened with lust\n\nAlpha's will would be unopposed\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nDesire ran all through her skin\n\nShe knew just where to begin\n\nShe felt his breath\n\nAnd teeth of death\n\nShe placed one finger within\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHer scent began to unfold\n\nThe desire to mate would take hold\n\nWith hunger and lust\n\nHis nose to her bust\n\nThe feeling was wet and cold\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWarm tongue on her sex did taste\n\nHer hungry curves were traced\n\nThe scent of delight\n\nIn pale moon light\n\nTill up to her lips he was placed\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHer tongue ran across his skin\n\nWet lips were holding him in\n\nThen into her thirst\n\nHe started to burst\n\nTill warmth ran down her chin\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe swallowed the heat of his seed\n\nWhich quickened her personal greed\n\nTo take him in\n\nTo be his kin\n\nAnd sate her body's need\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAt last he pulled away\n\nShe wished that he would stay\n\nBut when she looked\n\nHer goose was cooked\n\nThe pack surrounded its prey\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nYet here there was no fear\n\nShe turned presenting her rear\n\nWith eyes ablaze\n\nTheir mind in a haze\n\nThere dangled the thickening spear\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe beta approached from the pack\n\nAnd savagely mounted her back\n\nWith maddening thrust\n\nAnd plenty of lust\n\nHe made an unknotted attack\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey rutted quite harshly at first\n\nTill into her cradle he burst\n\nAnd as they exchanged\n\nHer path rearranged\n\nAround that which was submersed\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe left for the third did yearn\n\nHe mounted and started to churn\n\nBut in her plot\n\nHe did not knot\n\nProceeding with great concern\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAt last when he did excrete\n\nClaws grew on her hands and feet\n\nA fair exchange\n\nShe welcomed the change\n\nFor now she was fully in heat\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nFour rose his wolfish mast\n\nAnd came at her hard and fast\n\nHe did endure\n\nNot premature\n\nAstoundingly he would last\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis cum brought fangs and a snout\n\nWith pleasure these features did sprout\n\nA gasping squeak\n\nA startled shriek\n\nA girl-wolf's howl came out\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nFive's passion was strong indeed\n\nHe bit and she started to bleed\n\nWith whimpering plea\n\nAnd jubilee\n\nOf mating that did proceed\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith vigor his body did spur\n\nA lolling tongue did occur\n\nThen he filled her at last\n\nAnd from his blast\n\nHer skin was covered with fur\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWhen six inserted his nail\n\nShe clenched and started to wail\n\nHer bottom did lift\n\nInside was a shift\n\nThat grew a wiggling tail\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSeven caused her body to bend\n\nAs the wolf in her did ascend\n\nIt all snapped in place\n\nFrom tail to face\n\nAnd brought her change to an end\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe twitched with a shuttering moan\n\nThen dismounted and left her alone\n\nA moments rest\n\nTo gaze abreast\n\nAt the beautiful she-wolf they'd grown\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nStrong alpha approached the bitch\n\nHis wolfhood started to twitch\n\nTo show his rule\n\nHe'd take the jewel\n\nAnd enter her up to his hitch\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nBut first from her body he cast\n\nThe seed the others had passed\n\nWith every lung\n\nNew warmth would plung\n\nWith a passion unsurpassed\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAt last their seed was expelled\n\nHis alpha line was upheld\n\nHe settled within\n\nHer softest skin\n\nThen with his knot he held\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHer body was covered with sweat\n\nAnd though her insides were wet\n\nTheir seal was tight\n\nA union of might\n\nEscape was hardly a threat\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe pumped with all of his might\n\nWith fire she did ignite\n\nA bestial urge\n\nA mighty surge\n\nShe clenched around him tight\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAt last his seed was released\n\nInside her planting his beast\n\nA clutch of wolf cubs\n\nWould grow like shrubs\n\nThen find her milk and feast\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAwash in afterglow\n\nHis knot let more seeds to sow\n\nFrom primal lust\n\nAnd total trust\n\nAt last he let her go\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThen on and into the night\n\nA larger pack took flight\n\nOff into the wood\n\nThey understood\n\nThat all had been made right\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Short Stories","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/95697-earth-force-diplomacy.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/411359-what-his-wife-doesn-t-use.json"}}