FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Hiya, stud."

Tim panted at Starlet. He couldn't stop shaking. His head was on a drug, something powerful he'd never felt before, and all he could think of was getting more.

She stood in front of him in her tall high heels, her toeclaws shining with red varnish, one of her bare legs posed outside the parting in her scarlet dress, her green eyes blazing from that sly smile. She brushed her long hair over her shoulder, the shimmering blonde falling away from her paw, her stare locked to him. "Is sire ready for more?"

"Oh yeah," he huffed, his head light, his paws and limbs tingling. "I am."

"Your heart is racing, hun." Her eyes searched his. "Are you sure?"

He blinked, shaken out of it for a moment. "Huh?"

Starlet stood up taller and her voice lost its playfulness. "Your heart rate is over one hundred beats per minute, hun. I'm required to monitor you for signs of addiction, stress, or fatigue while you're playing."

Tim stared at her. He couldn't think. Earlier, after cleaning himself up, he'd run downstairs to find his dinner sitting cold on the table and his parents angry that he hadn't even bothered to answer their shouts through his door.

But he hadn't been able to care. He hadn't been hungry. All he could think about was Viana on all fours, the wolf mounting her, her beautiful face marred with horror and pleasure as it humped her heart-shaped hindquarters and filled her flat, trim belly with its bestial cubs.

He'd never cum without touching himself before. Hell, he hadn't even known it was possible. The rush had been so intense, the feeling so amazing, he'd literally been locked rigid on his floor, muzzle open to the roof in a silent cry, his head pounding with more pleasure that he'd ever felt.

He'd had a dose of something he needed again. Something he couldn't even start to resist; something he already knew he'd given in to. "I'm fine. Just start it."

Starlet looked him over a moment longer, then nodded and slipped back into her smile and seductive pose. "Sure thing, stud."

The grid of tiles swept in from the left again, but this time they were all faded to gray. All except one; it stopped dead center with wisps of toxic green mist pouring from its edges towards the unseen floor.

Beautiful, naked Viana clutched a thick black tree-trunk on it, her terrified stare fixed straight ahead. Her orange fur was slashed and disheveled; a skeletal background of thick, dark woodland surrounded her, and the black outlines of wolves stalked towards her through the trees.

"Here you are, hun." Starlet stepped aside and lifted a paw to offer the tile to him. "The bad end to the princess and the wolf."

Tim breathed harder. Seeing Viana again, looking into her frightened eyes--it flooded him with a mix of guilt, excitement, and desperate need.

Her smile deepened. "Would you like to skip this and unlock all of the other scenarios?" The tiles all flipped in a wave from left to right and shone back to their full color again.

"Huh? I can?"

"Of course you can, hun." Starlet swept her paw over them and they pulsed a wave again. "Just open the payment menu, link a credit card, and you can buy all the game credits you-"

He snarled and punched the carpet hard enough to hurt. "No! Just start it!"

Starlet flinched back and stared at him, a paw lifted to her muzzle.

Panic hit him. "Oh. Uh, I didn't mean to... yell."

Her paw fell away and she looked him over with that judging expression. She paused for longer this time, then nodded. "All right, hun. If you win this, you have all of your game credits restored. If you lose, you'll have to play the next bad end after this one."

The tiles all flipped back over to their gray versions and the toxic tile with Viana on it expanded in the center.

His paws shook against his crossed legs and he had to swallow to speak. "Let's start."

Starlet winked, stepped back, and everything faded to solid black. "Good luck, hun. Enjoy."

Tim breathed in and out, shallow and fast. His heart thumped in his chest, quivering him slightly where he sat.

Nothing appeared. He sat with his ears perked against the headset, but nothing came.

But then he heard the wind. It dragged by him and whistled around something close, and then came the rustle of branches and the clink of chains.

Watery light broke in front of him. An outline stumbled in front of it, a slender frame with curvy hips, triangular ears, a bushy tail, and glint of silver.

"Come now, Viana!" yelled Trevin's voice, the stupid and over-the-top villain unmistakable. His outline appeared ahead, a long chain connected to it, and then he yanked it forward.

Viana and Tim burst out into the dull light of a deep, primeval forest. A sense of damp cold surrounded him; he shivered and stared at Viana as she stumbled, stopped, and stood with her arms together in front of her, her wrists bound by a metal clasp on the end of the chain. She was barefoot, naked, and already showing the first bump of her feral pregnancy to the wolf.

The sight shot heat straight to his groin and he groaned out loud.

"Slow girl," Trevin snapped.

Viana looked away as though about to break into sobs. Her feet and lower legs were matted with mud and her fur looked greasy and unkempt. She hung her bound paws, the chain laying in the mud between them, and refused to look at the comically-dressed lizard.

Trevin grinned. "Oh, my, you are a fine sight."

Tim stared.I did that to her._It's all he could think. Over and over again, the arousalthrumminginside. _I did that to her.

"Here you are, my pretty." Trevin swept a clawed hand out over the small, muddy clearing in front of them.

A small wooden hut appeared as if an invisible curtain had been drawn away. A stone well, a pile of logs, and small storage shed stood around it; everything you'd need to stay there for a while.

"Your new home, until that trim belly of yours swells with your animal litter." He grinned, his missing teeth still as nasty as before. "Can't have you running off to the palace for a dose of that 'unfaithful maid' potion I mixed up, now, can we?"

Viana gave him an angry, hopeless glare, then went back to staring at the mud.

Trevin shook his head. "I think you'd remember why I concocted it. Your_dear_ fatherjustcouldn't keep his paws off of your mother's lady in waiting, now could he?"

Viana shot him a glare again, but this time there was less conviction in it; less assurance.

Trevin just looked at her. "After enough of their little trysts in the servant's quarters, a common canine girlwas carrying foxblood. Nay, _royal_fox blood. I still remember how he_beseeched_me to purge his race and his infidelityfrom her womb. I succeeded, of course. And all it would take to purge the animal from yours is one little sip, mm?"

She glanced at him, soft-eyed and downtrodden, and shifted her feet in the mud.

"But even then, it wouldn't matter, would it my dear?" He walked closer to her, almost laughing. "Because you've felt it. The carnal pleasure of a feral mating your sweet body. A feral knot locked tight inside you, with animal seed filling you up. The climax I heard you cry in as you squeezed it and came around it like a good, cowering bitch should. You've tasted them." He smirked and lifted both hands towards the woods around them. "And they've tasted you."

Wolf howls went up from every direction. The haunting sound floated on the air, dozens of cries rising and mingling through one another.

Viana's fur bristled and she darted her terrified eyes around them, her tail bushed out and her hackles straight up.

Trevin laughed his cheesy villain laugh, but Tim didn't even crack a smile this time. The short lizard didn't seem as funny now.

"So. If you can reach the edge of this forest and escape, then your castle, your family, and the cure to your pregnancy are but a day's walk away." Trevin smiled at her, lifted the chains, and the entire length and the binds on her wrists vanished in an instant. "You'll have... oh, seven days before your pregnancy matures and makes you too weak to escape, another day after that before you must bed down to give birth, and my magically-altered wolf will have succeeded in breeding you. Off you go."

Viana blinked at her wrists, looked at him, then turned tail and bolted between the trees.

Trevin laughed. And laughed. And laughed harder until he was glaring through it after her, eyes narrowed and filled with absolute, unmistakable hatred.

Tim's view turned and rushed after her. Branches cracked and swept by until he caught up, the desperate vixen sliding and slipping and stumbling on roots. Then she slowed to a stop, leaned against a tree, and his view filled with her stats so he knew he had control over her again.

"Viana," he said, even though he knew he was speaking into his empty room. He moved the view closer and looked at her.

She was still jaw-dropping. Even muddy, even greasy with matted and tattered fur, her long hair tangled and her claws covered with chipped pink vanish. He turned her around. She stood with her cute feet together, her arms wrapped over her breasts, and darted her frightened stare between the trees.

"My good friend," Trevin said, the lizard's disembodied head floating beside him. "We meet again. Lovely, isn't she?"

Tim flushed with embarrassment. He didn't know what to say.

"I wish to help you, because you have helped me so very much." Trevin's half-ethereal arm moved behind his view as though laying over his shoulders. "You're in full RPG mode now, boyo. You've got health, stamina, and arousal-"

Tim looked; the three bars glowed near the top of his vision. They were faint when he wasn't looking, and then solid when he was.

"-but this time, you've got a whole other list of stats, too."

The floating head was right. There were values under the bars that read:

Femininity: 100% Purity: 95% Experience: 1000 pts Level: 0

Tim focused on_Femininity_and it branched out into a list of sub-stats beneath:

Fear Submissiveness Attraction Sensitivity

"Huh.What's this one?"

"Ah, my boy, it's the most fun of the lot! Femininity is how_girly_ Viana is. You know, how feminine her attitudes and decisions are. Does she scream and cower when a wolf pounces? Does she choose to submit and give him what he wants so he won't hurt her? And most importantly, just how much does she feel when she's with a male?" Trevin grinned and stared down at her.

Tim's heart thudded. "Uh. But, what does it do?"

"Ah, I forgot you were a pro, didn't I? If it goes up, all those sub-stats go up too. She'll be more fearful, more submissive, more attractive to the males, and more sensitive too." He licked his lips with his forked tongue. "She'll be scared into submitting sooner. She'll feel more pain and more pleasure, lose her health and stamina faster, and give more pleasure and rewards to any lucky males who take her."

"Um." Tim thought back to sex-ed again, and imagined Mrs Finch exploding at the lizard head for gross chauvinist stupidity. "That all sounds wrong. And stupid."

"Now, now. Manners, boy! If you want to have fun with her, keep her naked and get her femininity as high as you can. The wolves will_love_ her. Oh, and speaking ofmy friends, let's go find them, shall we?"

Tim's view twisted to one side androcketed into the trees. He reeled back with the sheer speedasgreen and black blurred around him, the disorientation tunneling his vision into a narrow tube. Then they slowed, wove between another few trees, and emerged into a clearing with four wolves inside.

They were frozen in place as though time had stopped. Three of them had full-on erections, their knotted, beetroot-red cocks hanging at a lust-filled angle beneath their hind legs, their furry balls swollen and aching above.

"I'm afraid," Trevin began, still floating beside Tim, "that four months ago, all of this pack's females mysteriously vanished." He cleared his throat, glanced straight up for a moment, then looked back. "So these boys have been a little starved for company."

They snapped back into movement, time unfrozen, and prowled across the clearing. One of the ones with an erection reached a tree, whined out loud, then put his front paws on it and started humping the air. He whined and snarled, the sound tortured, his desperation frightening and pathetic at once.

Trevinlaughed and the world paused again. "Poor creatures can't relieve themselves of all that pent up pressureyou know, and four months without even the scent of a female?"He shook his head. They zoomed closer and Tim saw it hadidentical bars:health, stamina,and arousal.Underneath, it had:

Masculinity: 10% (low) Sexual Prowess: 0% (virgin) Experience: 0 pts (virgin) Level 0

Tim focused on_Masculinity_and it branched out into similar sub-stats:

Strength Aggression Dominance Testosterone

"This is the weakest male in the entire pack. I think you can guess what those stats do." The lizard kept grinning. "The more masculine he is, the harder he's going to be to fight off, the more pleasure he's going to give her, the more damage he's going to do to her, the longer he's going to last before tying, the faster and stronger he is, the more he's going to want her..."

"So, what's experiencedo, then?"

"Ah. Well." He bounced his eyebrowstwice. "It takes five hundred xp to level up, and there's a thousand up for grabs each day.Viana startswith all of it.For the wolves to get some, they'll need to... acquire some from her." The floating head chuckled. "You only get to keep the points you have left at the end of the day. So ifshe avoids them, she'll get to keep all one thousand and level uptwice.If the wolves have fun with her, they'll take xp from her and level up if they get enough."

"Oh." Tim's heart quickened. This really was a full-blown RPG with consequences for losing. "OK. Fine, I think I got it. Let's go."

Trevin broke into a sickening grin. "That's my boy! Go let 'em get you!"

Tim's view twisted and he shot back through the trees. He looked away from the blurred tunnel at Viana's stats and watched them fade in: she had full health, nearly full stamina, and zero arousal.

The view slowed back into the clearing and Viana unfroze. She glanced back at him, her arms still wrapped over her breasts, and stared with a mix of distrust and fear.

Guilt stabbed through him.I betrayed you,_he thought. _And you remember.

It had been too much, though. This gorgeous vixen on her knees, offering her woman's body and sexual pleasure to a savage feral wolf. She'd loved it, too. She'd cum so hard when she'd finally just given in and enjoyed the animal's ploughing cock.

But now she was knocked-up and pregnant with ferines, and he had to try to save her, or he'd never get his game credits back and be able to try any of the other scenarios.

He picked the direction that looked the opposite to where the wolves were and moved her. She hesitated a moment, staring up and back at him, then turned and obeyed.

The silence of the forest engulfed them. Viana picked her way through the trees with dainty steps on her tip-toes; when her toes vanished into the squelch of mud she'd yelp in disgust and step back, making the progress slow going.

"Stop it," Tim said. "You need to move."

She glanced back at him, her muddy foot held in the air, her paws clutching the closest tree.

He sighed; she was so beautiful, even like this. Golden writing appeared above her, fading in from nothing:Viana is naked, frightened, __and vulnerable. Fin_ ding clothes can protect her from enemies and the elements. Finding shoes can help her move faster._Making progress will lower her fear.

"Shoes?" Tim looked around them at the primeval forest. "Where the hell am I going to get shoes?"

He remembered the hut Trevin had revealed. Would there have been supplies in there? A starter kit of clothes, boots, and food to restore her health? He cursed; there probably was. But now it was too late to turn back. Viana had already been walking for a while and it would be at least that again to get back.

Viana wiped her muddy foot on the bark and reverted to her own control without Tim's input. She looked around, ears perked straight up, and started to walk in the rough way they'd been going.

"Well, my boy," Trevin said, his head back floating beside Tim, "I could help you with that."

Tim started; the lizard had come from nowhere. Was he always listening? "Uh, how?"

"I could provide Viana with appropriate footwear, if you were to..." he grinned again, "...allow me to double her femininity?"

Tim looked back down at her. They were never going to make any progress at all like this. Doubling her femininity would make her more vulnerable if the wolves got to her, but if she managed to reach the forest's edge before they caught up... "Well. Ok, fine."

"Fabulous! I can't put shoes on her while she's standing--have her lay down and lift her feet in the air for me, yes?"

"Uh... fine." Tim tried to move her, but she looked up in fright and shook her head. He frowned and tried again, but she shook her head again and pleaded up at him with her eyes, her paws clasped together. "Come on, Viana." He_forced_ her this time, and she relented with downcast eyes and drooping ears and padded over to the base of a tree. He had her climb down against the roots, find a level spot, then lay back and lift her feet up towards them.

Green mist swirled out of nowhere around her toes; Trevin's cackling laughter filled the air and Tim watched her femininity stat start to increase. Warnings about health, fear, and sensitivity flashed up around her, appearing and disappearing too quickly to read.

The mist solidified into wooden bases with leather straps; Viana watched in fright, unable to move, trying to twist her feet away. It swirled into a shape that Tim knew anywhere. He stared in shock, then anger. "You asshole!"

Viana stared up at the tall high heels strapped to her bare feet. They were wooden, about half an inch thick, and the thin leather straps were tight against her fur. The thin heel narrowed to a point and the base under her toes was only an inch or so wide.

Trevin howled with laughter.

Tim didn't need to move her; she brought one of the shoes down and clawed at the straps on her own, but they wouldn't budge. He moved his view closer and saw the leather was fixed straight into the wood; there weren't any clasps or ties. She brought the other one down and clawed at it, but it was the same, and she started whining in panic.

"You total bastard," Tim said. "You said appropriate!"

"Aren't these just perfectly appropriate for a sexy vixen princess?"

Tim's cheeks heated in embarrassment; he'd fallen for that so easily, so stupidly. Now she was hobbled and far more vulnerable than before.

"Have fun!" Trevin's head vanished in a puff of green smoke and silence descended back over the clearing.

Viana clawed at the shoes in a frenzy, already sobbing. She tried to rip the leather with her claws or pull the straps out of the bases, but they wouldn't give.

"No, come on." Tim tried to get her to move, but she wouldn't listen. Pink writing appeared above her.F __em_ ininity too high_; bravery and willpower reduced!"God damn it," Tim muttered. He kept trying and eventually she put her paws down and sidled up against the tree.

Viana gripped the tree for dear life and rose to standing in the steep shoes. Her toes were an inch off the ground in their bases and she looked like she was constantly on the verge of tipping forward.

Tim tried to move her and again she wouldn't listen. He had to keep trying until she eventually put one foot forward, still gripping the tree, and took her first few steps.

This is hopeless, Tim thought. His loins flushed with heat at the thought of her being caught and taken by asex-starvedwolf, too feminine and submissive to escape, her tail in the air, giving the animal exactly what itneeded,her own face filling with the pleasure of just giving in and lettingherself be taken...

"No," he said out loud, though the throbbing in his jeans wouldn't stop.I can't lose this one too. I need to start winning these or I'll never get to see the rest of this damn game.

He went to move her again and she turned back to glare at him,flicked her tail, then started forwards in the utterly impractical shoes with dainty steps and her paws held outfor balance.

Watching her pick her way forwards was heartbreaking andsexyat the same time. She looked great in the heelseven if they were crippling her; her whole figure pert and upright, her hips rocked forward,her assand her breastspushed out, herlonglegs taught and defined.The thin heelssunk in to the mud every few steps and she had to balance on oneshoe, paws and tail out,andpull the otherfree.

Tim's view started to flash faint red every few steps. He looked at her stats and saw her health chipping off by 1 and her stamina decreasing each time. Eventually, her stamina reached zero and she just leaned against a tree; he looked closer and saw her knees shaking a little.

It was the shoes; they were actually hurting her enough to damage her health and drain her stamina. He needed to get them off her or she was wolfbait.

Viana started whimpering. She just stared at her hobbled feet and whined out loud, the sound awful.

The same feeling from the last boss of_Sword Slash Six_ came over him; the one when you'd lost twenty times in a row and used your last continue up. When you_knew_ you'd already lost, and it was just a matter of it actually happening. He shook his head. "Come on, Viana. You can still make it."

She glanced up at him, and he saw then how vulnerable she really was. A naked vixen, hobbled so she couldn't run or escape, hunted by horny male wolves. She didn't even have a pair of panties to protect herself; she'd be vulnerable to their unsheathed erections the moment she was on the ground.

Viana whimpered again, then moved forward, paws out, and tried to walk on harder ground near the tree roots and rocks. Her stamina had recovered but her health hadn't; it was down to 94%. She obviously wasn't going to recover health on her own.

Tim watched her walk for a minute then started to move his view around her. He couldn't resist watching her from straight in front, stunning and naked, her breasts bouncing a little when she had to catch herself from falling. Her hips were wide and beginning to settle around the bump of her fast-developing feral pregnancy.

He stared at her belly and couldn't help the shivers that ran through him. He'd done that to her. He'd let a refined, evolved vixen and beautiful young woman be conquered and dominated sexually by an animal. He'd kept her submissive and horny and let that animal's penis thrust in her until it had swelled and knotted inside her, locking in her vulnerable body, and he'd made her moan and push her ass up as it had seeded her and knocked her up with its litter.

The view started flashing light red again and she started whimpering. Her health ticked down over the next minute to 90% and she ran out of stamina again; Viana mis-stepped, yelped, and caught herself on the side of a tree. The sound echoed into the distance, shattering the silence of the forest, and she snapped a paw up over her muzzle.

Tim listened with her. He found his heart thumping, the promise of what could be coming both frightening and hot. A yellow exclamation mark appeared in the top left underneath her stats, and writing faded in beneath it:Caution, her senses tell her there could be a wolf nearby.

Viana sniffed the air and stared wide-eyed between the trees. She still clutched the tree, one of her heels half-sunk into the mud, her stamina nearly gone.

A wolf walked out of the trees on the left and just headed straight towards her.

Tim's heart kicked off; the view shifted and the wolf's stats appeared on the other side of the screen:

Health: 100% Stamina: 98% Arousal: 60% Masculinity: low Sexual Prowess: 0% (virgin) Experience: 0 (virgin) Level: 0

It was the wolf he'd seen before. The one from the clearing: the weakest wolf in the entire pack. He re-focused on the word_virgin_ and his heart leaped.That really means that, doesn't it? He's never had sex before.

Viana stared and sidled closer against the tree. She watched him approach, one of her bare breasts squashed against the bark, and started whimpering in the back of her throat.

The wolf paused and stared straight between her legs, his nostrils flaring. The sheath between his legs was swollen, the red tip already showing, and his balls hung full and pent-up behind. He snuffed again, his arousal jumped, then he stepped closer.

Viana yelped and clutched the tree like it would save her. She pressed her legs together and turned to press her pregnant stomach to the bark, her tail down against her legs to hide herself as best she could.

The wolf walked up to her, sniffed, and pushed his muzzle underneath her tail.

Viana cried out and pressed her paws on top of its muzzle, but it ignored her and started licking.

One of the falling-symbol mini-games form before came up. It was already tilted towards the wolf; Viana had negative modifiers for her high femininity and low stamina.

Tim set about fighting back. His hearth thudded and his cock pulsed in his boxers as he managed a few runs of symbols. Viana shoved the wolf's nose away from her pussy when he won a few, but then he lost some and it pushed it right back.

When he lost three in a row, the wolf pushed his head further forward and licked faster. The view pulsed faint red and Viana gasped in shock, the background of her arousal bar starting to wobble with pleasure near the bottom, the wolf's tongue tasting her sensitivity.

The view pulsed pink and her arousal bar filled to 5% with her pleasure wobbling higher behind it. She yipped and whimpered horror, holding its muzzle as it licked her intimacy, balancing in her heels, too terrified to try to stop it. She winced and whimpered with each stroke of its tongue, her health falling and her arousal climbing, then she looked straight up at Tim with pleading eyes.

He stared back, paralyzed, his cock so hard he couldn't move.

She tried to keep it off her, but without Tim's aid it kept getting its muzzle and its tongue back under her fluffy down. Viana whimpered and stopped trying so hard to push it away; her struggles lessened as the seconds ticked by and she started gasping when her arousal bar filled above 20%, her pleasure starting to spike higher and higher.

Tim watched with the same guilt-ridden need that had overcome him when he'd betrayed her before. He wondered how good the wolf's tongue would feel against her; it would be rough, warm, and wet. He wondered how it would feel for a girl.

Viana watcheditlick her,wincingwith every wet stroke,and her arousal tickedup to 30%. She gasped, let her legs part a little,andlet out a reluctant moan.WARNING: Viana is turned-on!

Fuck, Tim thought, watching her nipples harden and her pretty face fill with the realization that this was starting to feel good._I have to stop this before he gets her too horny._Hemade her resist again, and this time she looked up at him. He forced her, glaring, and she reluctantly grabbed the wolf's muzzle.

The mini-game came back with her blue as a tiny sliver of the bar--Tim focused hard and ran off symbols one row after the other. It started to fill with her color instead of the wolf's red, and she managed to keep her paws on its muzzle and keep it's tongue away from her.

The game got harder and harder; the wolf fought back, Viana whined in fear, and the bar filled completely with red. The wolf put his paws on her bare thighs, pushed her back against the tree, shoved his muzzle back, and slaved and lapped at her pussy like something ravenous.

Viana gasped. The view flashed pink and herpleasure jumped to half way. It wobbled there, herarousal bar fillingto 40%over the next minute of licking. She breathed against the tree,nakedand pregnant,and let out her first soft, sexy moan.

Her arousal filled to50%over the next whileand Tim noticed the wolf gaining stats and bonuses; his stamina filled a little every time she lost health and his masculinity went up with her arousal.She started gasping the word, "no," between licks and wincing her legs inwards in her heels, but none of Tim's attempts to make her resist did anything at all.

Her health was falling much slower thanthe last game; she was at 83%while her arousal was at 55%and climbing. Losingto the wolf probablywouldn't defeat her outright like last time; she'd be able to carry onafter, thoughthe wolfwould probably get a big chunk of her xp.

Fuck. Tim shivered:the weakestwolf in the packwas aboutto havehis virginity taken byViana.He watched her pink pussy between strokes ofitstongue; he'd madehertoo vulnerable againand now she couldn't even fightoff a weak, level-zero virginwolf.

The view kept pulsing pink and red. She gasped and moaned and warnings faded in around her:

WARNING: Viana is wet and horny! Modifiers: Mmf, that feels goo __d_ (-10% willpower)_ G __irly, weak, and naked_ (+10% femininity)_

Her arousal hit 60% and the screen pulsed bright red. She gasped, her knees buckled, and her back slid down the tree to leave her sitting in front of the animal with her legs open.

The wolf slavered over her soaking pussy, then whined out loud and walked forward over her with his cock so full and hard it shone. He was a big animal with big paws and his weight pushed down against her chest, then her shoulders.

Viana panted at his twitching cock. Tim knew she'd felt a feral before, and that she was thinking about feeling one again. But there was still a woman in her eyes; still an intelligent, thinking vixen who recoiled in horror. So she grabbed his front legs and tried to scramble backwards underneath him, her high heels sliding and digging against the dirt.

The wolf bowled her backwards and stood on her chest, his cock twitching above her, dominating her, and Tim glanced at his stats; he was at 95% arousal, had most of his stamina back, and had 15% masculinity.

The wolf hung his rear down and started to thrust at her in whining need. He walked forwards and his cock slid up against her thigh, sliding in her fur, and she yelped and pulled her legs together.

The terror on her face snapped Tim out of it.She's done for if she stays under him. I have to try. Still shivering, he interrupted her and told her to keep scrambling backwards. She shot him a shocked glance and kept her legs closed, but he forced her this time, so she opened them again and went back to scrambling at the dirt.

Viana managed another foot backwards, her wide eyes on the animal erection thrusting at her. The wolf walked forwards with her and kept thrusting, his cock leaving streaks of pre in her fur, and his next few thrusts slid down her inner thigh. She yelped in fright, her eyes wide, her legs forced open by Tim, the animal's humping cock sliding down and down until the pointed tip finally kissed its first ever female and found her wet, open, and vulnerable.

Viana cried out and flinched inwards--her woman's body speared on an animal cock for the second time, her legs wide open and her sex taken by the male.

The wolf sunk into her and lifted its muzzle in a howl of awakened malehood. The word_virgin_vanished from its stats and it started thrusting on instinct, humping her in missionary, its front paws heavy the tops of her breasts.

She cried out, her wide eyes fixed to her wet pussy kissing this animal's sliding shaft, its knot already half-swollen and pushing up against her when it hilted. Her heels scrambled at the ground for another moment while it thrust into her, the desperation on her face, her paws raking the ground beneath. It walked forward, started to thrust deeper, and she finally yelped and tried to close her legs, but it was inside her now and too powerful.

Viana's muzzle opened and she gasped as her pleasure bar shot up with every thrust. She couldn't look away, her arousal jumping higher with each violation, the pleasure Tim could see starting to dull her eyes and relax her legs.

Tim gasped with her and shook where he sat. His head was rushing and light and his heart thundered in his chest. He realized there were numbers flashing above them and tore his eyes away to look. Every time the wolf thrust inside her, red writing appeared and faded upwards above his head:

+10xp +2% health (200% partner femininity = x2) +2% masculinity (200% partner femininity = x2) +2% sexual prowess (200% partner femininity = x2)

And blue writing appeared above Viana's:

-10%xp -2% health (200% femininity = x2) -2% purity (200% femininity = x2) +1% femininity

Tim looked back and watched her try to close her legs again and again, the wolf thrusting frenzied in its first taste of mating, its luck unbelievable, its head high and writhing from side to side with the ecstasy of conquering a superior mate, its instincts singing at the chance to claim a vixen woman's evolved genes.

Her arousal hit 90% and sweet little "Unf!" sounds started to bleat from her muzzle. Her legs finally relaxed to lay open around the animal's thrusting malehood, her body offered to it, letting it take her. She moaned and held herself as though she were with a lover in missionary, her heels flat on the ground and her paws holding her up to look. The big wolf slaved in his ecstasy and humped her hard and fast; she just watched the animal cock sink between her legs over and over and couldn't stop yelping and ma in reluctant pleasure.

After another minute of instinct-driven humping the wolf thrust wild and slammed its loins down into her with a howl. Its arousal was at 100% and solid at the top; the animal was cumming inside her. Bold writing appeared above it:

+250xp! +50% health! +20% masculinity! +20% sexual prowess!

Viana cried out and bucked underneath its dominance, her legs flinched up to wrap around its sides:

-250xp -20% health -10% purity +20% femininity

Tim shuddered and moaned out loud; the rushing pleasure neared the incredible peak he'd felt before, but it hovered short and left him panting.

The wolf whimpered in euphoria, bucking against her, his tongue lolling from his open muzzle:

Knotted! +1xp / second!

Viana held on to the animal and whined in her throat:

Tied! -1xp / second

Her xp was down to 350; Tim did a double take at the wolf's 650 and watched it take one more from her every second. Her pussy was swollen upwards around the bulge of its feral knot, the thinner shaft from the animal's hanging balls disappearing inside her and pulsing with seed, the two heavy bulges risen to the top of its furry sack with the pressure.

Viana wilted back on the soil and just lay there with her legs open; the beautiful vixen princess conquered and bred by a beast under Tim's guidance yet again.

"My, my!" Trevin walked from the trees nearby, his grin massive, his hands coming together in a slow, sardonic clap. "Just wonderful! What a dignified and_stately_ sight you are, my princess!"

Viana gasped and gaped at him in horror. Her stamina was gone but she still tried to cover herself, lifting her legs around the wolf to hide its coupling with her, but there was no disguising where it was or what was happening.

"I can't tell you how_incredible_ you must have felt for him." Trevin gestured at the wolf, his excitement brimming over.

The wolf whined like a puppy and licked the side of her face. She flinched and blinked up at it, then it did it again and she shrunk back.

"Don't be shy, my dear. All of them are going to love you, and remember: the higher level they are, the better it's going to feel for you! They'll have you on all fours with your tail in the air in no time, the center of the pack, cumming and yelping that pretty throat out as they mount you again and again, your belly swelling every seven days with a new litter."

Her xp went below 200 and she winced as though weakened. The wolf panted and drooled and looked like he was getting stronger, his xp growing by the second, his knot still locked tight inside her.

Tim stared and huffed for air on his plateau of pleasure. The sight of the wolf's knot bulging inside her, her legs wide open for the male animal with meek submission on her beautiful face, its tied cock taking her sex and her womb for the wolf's own... his hips were rocking on the floor and the pleasure peaked in a head-pounding wave.

His hips bucked against the floor and his claws dug into the unseen carpet, his eyes closed inside the headset, his muzzle forced shut to keep the yelp he'd almost made inside.Uhh! Fuck, Viana!

The pounding nearly burst his head this time and the euphoria burned a second or two longer than before. He fell off the peak and sat gasping for air, his head sore from the blood-rush, his numb cock starting to twinge with pain at being so hard for so long. Warm wetness spread around the tip, his shorts soaked through around it.

"Well, hun."

Tim raised his head and blinked up at Starlet. She grinned above him, standing close, the world faded to black all around them. "You enjoyed that one."

He laughed, still panting, and nodded.

"The game's paused for you, hun. Since it's a bad end, there might be some consequences for climaxing during play. The in-game character responsible for orienting you will explain if there are any."

His mind switched gear and he blinked. "Huh? Consequences?"

Starlet nodded. "Mm-hm, hun. Bad ends can punish your character if you climax." Her smile turned sly. "Think of it as a meta-game. Whatever happens, if you want to win, you've got to try to keep it together for the sake of your character. Or, you can just enjoy yourself and move on to the next bad end, if you'd like."

"Oh. Well, who's the 'in-game character responsible for orienting me', then?"

"The in-game orientation character for the first bad end to the princess and the wolf is Trevin."

"Dammit." Tim dabbed a paw against the wet, sensitive muscle rammed into his shorts. "Uh, I think I'm gonna-"

"Take your time, hun." Starlet gave him a warm smile, then turned on the spot and strode away over the invisible floor, her toes crossing over one another in her heels, their hard clacks echoing in the space, her hips slinking and her fur brushing under the tight red dress. She faded away, then looked back just before she disappeared and blew him a kiss. "I'll be waiting."