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Kevin was resting in his bed from the burning heat of the summer. The fox was checking the pawstagram of a guy from his school while was touching his sheat. That new guy... he became so quickly the cause of his wet dreams that more than once he found himself checking his page for hours. It was a hunt: how he dressed, what he ate, his musical tastes, movies, videogames. Every detail was important, there were no insignificant things, everything was carefully studied to carry out a methodical and delicate plan. He had been urging him for two weeks with the greatest care, because today, the first Friday of September, would be his great hunt. The new one would be in his bed in one way or another.

9 p.m. the boy already had his hand wet with precum. He brought it to his face and wet it as if it were war paint. He got up and dressed quickly, he had forty minutes to reach his prey and execute his perfect plan before he left the square he usually frequents with his friends. That's why the bicycle trip was fast, as if it were a race.

The fox left his bike on the sidewalk of a place near the park. He began to walk with the rest of the people, who already at that time moved in small groups towards their homes, until he spotted his target. The new one was there, just as he had predicted, under a tree, playing the guitar with two other friends.

His eyes had a vicious look, completely immersed in his prey: his delicate hands, erect ears, bright brown fur ... a delicious piece of meat, waiting to be chewed with lust.

Kevin continued to undress his future companion with his gaze, from the shelter of the nearby tree in which he was hiding. He took a deep breath and took the first step, beginning with his master plan.

But a huge hand settled on the boy's shoulder "What the fuck!" Kevin exclaimed angrily, but before he could turn his head he felt his body rise from the ground and was pushed violently against the tree where he was hiding a few seconds ago.

Everything went dark...

Slowly he returned to himself, everything was spinning, a thread of blood that was born from the wound on his forehead bathed his eye. He was disoriented and did not recognize where he was. It looked like the park but much denser, dark and calm, only a light trail of moonlight illuminated the place.

Suddenly, in the middle of the darkness, two eyes burning like fathoms, gave rise to a deep growl that announced a thick guttural voice "Femaleeee..."

"Who's there?" the boy roared, trying to focus his vision towards those menacing eyes.

Without saying a word, a huge erect beast came out of the shadows. A lupine of enormous size, with a broad torso and stout long arms, that by his hunched pose, reached to the ground. His snout was long and the skin of his face was wrinkled by the snarl, it showed rows of fangs soaked with saliva and blood. The claws on their hands and feet looked like sharp blades and were covered with dried blood and mud. Crowning with that aspect his terrifying presence. He was the solidified wild anger, the fury of a mythical beast that reaffirmed its existence among the small and weak creatures that inhabit the civilization.

Watching the creature, Kevin felt his insides turn, his jaw quivering and his tail instinctively hiding between his legs. His heart was beating so fast that it seemed ready to burst, it was his end.

The beast took a step forward and breathed a deep sigh that turned into steam in the cool of the night. "Turn ..." he said in a deep whisper.

The fox, still trembling, tried to find the words to beg the monster. "No, please ... I'm not a female."

The lycanthrope started growling again and opened its huge jaws to give a roar that reverberated throughout the forest, with such magnitude that it seemed to swallow the little light that there was, repeating the order with fury. "TURN!"

Kevin felt his soul break, while terror seized his body. A light stream of urine moistened his pants as he obeyed, appalled, and turned to look in the opposite direction to where his terror was. The only thing his tormented psyche allowed him to do was cover his head with both hands and try to imagine that everything was a nightmare, it was his end.

The lupine approached the boy and sniffed the urine. "My female ..." the creature repeated again as he put one of his filthy claws on the fox's hip. He paused for a moment to inhale the fear that came out of his new toy and then, lowered his hand violently, tearing the boy's clothes and producing a bloody lacerations on his right thigh and leg.

The fox gave a loud cry when he felt how his flesh was cut, and the burning of the wounds made him disappear his last drops of hope. "No more, please!" he cried.

The monster gave a strong blow to the boy's side, sending him flying a few meters and pounced on him as soon as he reached the ground, shouting into his ear. "Mine" making the situation clear to his new property.

The boy closed his eyes tightly as he dropped some tears and clenched his teeth, biting his lips to try not to make any more noise that could provoke the beast. His head was spinning at the moment that the burning of his leg was replaced by a throbbing discomfort in his ribs.

The creature did not waste time and positioned itself on the boy, beginning to hit the backside of his toy with his sheath, which slowly swelled and let his member out slowly. Each thrust produced a dull thud and made his female stagger.

Kevin moaned and prayed softly. "Enough ... please" but it ceased immediately when the stinking jaws came up to snarl in his ear.

The boy sighed and tried to plead again. "PleasHAAAG!" but at that moment his lungs released all the air to give a heartbreaking cry of pain. The beast had managed to enter inside, the tip opened its entrance and made way for the thick phallus that widened the interior of the fox.

"MINE!" the wolf screamed, drowning the cries of its prey, as it gave a violent onslaught, making the boy's anus bleed, and pressed furiously on the shoulder until it split his collarbone. "MINE!" he shouted again and buried Kevin's face against the ground and kept him there to avoid the screams.

The thrusts became more violent, Kevin's hole in his anus was opening more and more, while his intestines were tearing each time the lupine member made its way and wet the bloody tube with precum jets. The beast increased its speed as it stirred more and more, his chest swelled as the irresistible despair of plunging his knot into the boy drove him crazy.

Being this last impossible, the monster gave a strong bite on the boy's shoulder, sinking his fangs and slitting his flesh while releasing powerful jets of wild semen that inundated the intestines of his female.

The lupine loosened its teeth and stayed a moment enjoying his climax. A few minutes later he got up and took off from the boy. From his member dripped blood and semen, leaving a trace of his violent amusement as the great beast disappeared in the darkness of the night.

Kevin slowly pulled his face off the floor and coughed a couple of times, his mouth was full of blood, his insides were destroyed. On his back the broken bones had torn his skin to be seen, one side of his torso was sunken and showed a huge bruise. The hole in his anus was still open and the semen colored by the blood continued to flow.

The young boy trembled as his strength went out, he could no longer move his muscles and the blood choked him, his vision slowly clouded and he no longer heard any noise. "Help ... please" was the last thing he said before the darkness covered everything.

After several hours, still far from the dawn, a new and young beast opened its eyes, in a solitary glade in the middle of the forest, on a puddle of clotted blood, a huge creature sat up slowly. His mind was pure anger, thousands of new smells fed his senses and the loneliness that nested in his heart was so great that it no longer fit in his chest.

Only a slight scent caught his attention, it was strange and unique, a feeling of need took hold of the creature, it needed him, it was part of him, he belonged to it. Perhaps because of the false joy that this smell produced, perhaps because of the loneliness that was flooding him, or perhaps because of the curiosity that caused him so much anxiety. Whatever it was, he began to walk until the darkness of the night and the forest devoured him.