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Yuki's ears twitched as she stepped quickly along the park's grass. Her scarf marked her as more than just a wolf or some stray dog living off the streets- Though with just how clean her pelt was, brown fur so light that it nearly became tan, tufts a little shaggy but clearly well cared for and groomed, it would be hard to mistake her for anything but a properly owned pet. It was still better to get away from the park's entrance, from the common-use footpaths that might lead to some concerned parent calling a search for her over worry for their kid. Under advice from her brother, she'd hid several packages of spare clothes around the park, so even if a search was called it wasn't liable to get her in any trouble- She could just change back to a human form, and walk right past any patrol- But it would be embarrassing if her family heard of it. Even worse if animal control cornered her somewhere. She'd either have to let herself be taken in, or come up with an explanation of how some 'little girl' found herself naked in the middle of the park. Neither things were exactly great, though she might have a little more leeway if she moderated herself as some anthro wolf girl. It wasn't something she was good at, nor something that would be all that convincing to a suspicious officer or.... Whatever it is they sent after her.

Well. Nevermind all that. Such thoughts would spoil her adventure! The park was a large space, three miles long and nearly a mile wide, right in the middle of the city and walled off to keep sound pollution out as well as perverts, with only four guarded paths in or out. While she'd explored every inch of it it still felt like she always discovered something new every time she ran around. There was a river running through it, a pond, several bridges and branching paths that led through almost equal parts grassy stretches and wooded areas, a contained forest that still had some underbrush, though the worst of it was cleared every year to allow people to walk off. It was more nature than any city-dweller was liable to experience 'less they drove out to the country, and Yuki savored her runs through it all.

She was darting this way and that through a thicket when she heard a sharp whistle that perked up her ears. She hid, ducking behind a bush and glancing about, and the whistle came again- She honed in on the source immediately. A black maned wolf was staring right at her, young enough not to be fully grown yet, but still nearly twice her size. Thick legs and a wider chest marked him as male, his shaggy fur not quite as lush as her own, but it was better trimmed, and it looked more intense when layering over fit muscles like he wore, visible against his fur but only barely. He didn't have a shirt, and his pants were just simple slacks like a runner would wear, the grey fabric thick and sack-like, even held up with a white coord, the bare minimum to achieve modesty standards.

He didn't seem upset at seeing a seemingly feral wolf dashing about beside the trail. In fact, he seemed rather eager, holding up a piece of jerky that still had a bit of wax wrapper clinging to one end, flattened in with the grooves of the compressed meat with an end hanging off, like a little pull-tab. He held it up, and politely averted his gaze, crouching down until his knees almost brushed the stone trail he was standing on, gesturing with it to try and entice her over!

Well. Wax tab or no, she could smell it was quality meat, and that's before considering what a sight a girl like her would make, running around and not showing friendliness back when it was offered. She had to accept it! He might try and catch her, or call someone else to catch her, and then where would she be?

Yuki's tail wagged as she stepped up to him, and the wolf broke out into a broad grin, his own tail starting to wag as he held his palm flat, then jolted and quickly moved in his other hand to peel off the little waxy end. Yuki did not give him time though, gripping the clean end in her jaws, a little trail of saliva smearing off onto his fur as her lips passed by close, careful not to so much as graze him with her teeth, and he managed to just pinch the paper- Pulling it off by merit of her own tug.

"Hehe. Look at you. This is why I carry treats" His voice was deep, but soft. The kind of thing to intimidate with a carelessly spoken word, and carry even when trying to keep quiet. He spoke well, pleasant to listen to once you accounted for everything else. He leaned in, tryin to keep his palm near her muzzle so she'd sniff at it, and she did just that while she chewed, angling her nose away and dropping her muzzle to the ground when she was worried she might lose control of that deliciously spiced meat otherwise. A few bits falling onto the stones, saliva mixing in with the dirt, but that was fine. She'd learned to be not so squeamish long before now, and the male wolf's paw turned over her ears to distract her otherwise, tail rising high as he rubbed in at just the right tender joint. Not pressing too hard, and swirling in a pattern that didn't tug at anything, he certainly knew how to pet a girl's ears. She was trembling even as she ate, tail starting to wag with such speed that her bottom shook.

"Oh, adorable!" He woofed out the words, suddenly crouching onto all-fours in a jolting movement that made Yuki tense, but he just leaned in and licked over one of her ears, a fat tongue smacking out over her temple, then dragging up over the central fluff, digging into the membrane a little, but straightening out and curving over the end. It was warm, and while it felt odd coming from this bipedal adult, it did feel nice. She didn't realize she'd stopped chewing until a piece of jerky drooled from her lips, sliding down on a gooey strand from her jaws, but before she could react he just dipped his muzzle down with a broad grin. Scooping up the piece and swallowing it back before she could do anything.

She stared at him, swallowing her own pieces and looking bewildered, but his eyes were alight with mischief. Glancing about conspiratorially, then growling at her in a playful manner, dropping properly to a more feral stance, the bend of his back legs and knees allowing him to adopt it quite well, though his forearms and height would ruin the illusion to any observant person. Still, it made her instincts swell, and she felt herself delighted to have found someone to play with. Maybe she wasn't the only one that wanted to cut loose now and again.

He made a little hop at her, not trying to move forward and not even moving his back legs, though his front claws scraped against the stone. Her tail rose as she let herself fall to the bait, hopping back, and scrabbling to adopt a more stable stance, back legs widening and her fores sliding forward, baring her teeth, though careful to keep it to her front fangs. Letting her tail wag and wag and wag- Excitement filling her. She'd never played with anyone but her brother before like this, not even other dogs, and it felt just... Really cool. The sides of her chest heaved slightly, waiting for him to take the first move, and finding it startling when he moved in for another lick.

She paused, but smiled as his tongue passed from the bridge of her nose all the way to the back of her neck, his paws carrying him forward, stepping over her, and she blinked as she watched his claw catch over the leg of one of his pants and get pulled away, the rope 'belt' already so loose that it just sort of collapsed off his thighs. A fat sheath almost smacked over her head, bared so quickly she didn't get a good look at any of it, though a glistening crimson red tip caught most of her focus. The narrowed curve brief before it submerged back into the surrounding pocket of skin and fur, but the scent was potent on her nose, making her nostrils flare as a sort of giddiness struck her, though she couldn't really peg what it meant. All thoughts about it were done away with when she'd realized he'd bitten into the scruff of her neck, the place where his lick had stopped now being clenched in with teeth. She jolted, whining, but his paws came up. One stroking along her neck, the other gripping lightly at her shoulder, rubbing it up and down in smoothing, soothing motions as he adjusted his stance over her. Climbing her. Mounting her, though she didn't recognize the action.

His hips hugged over her figure, one broad knee encapsulating a much smaller one on the left or the right, belly flattening across her back, their claws clicking together as his much heavier paw dragged over her own. She whined, feeling trapped, but there was nothing she could do about it, no way to fight back. He released her scruff, and set himself to nuzzling along her neck, giving a comforting lick that stretched from her lips to over her nose, resting his head beside her own "Hey hey hey. There's a good girl. Try not to worry about it, this is all completely... Nnnnk..." It took her a moment to realize he'd been dragging himself along her back. She'd been so caught up in everything that she didn't feel the nudges centered beneath her tail, the way their pelts were grinding together, not until he gave that choked up grunt. She could feel something narrow wedge up inside of her, something warm and wet, wedging up and then expanding at a rapid pace. Pushing through her body and then filling it, his hips giving a rapid bucking thrust that felt like more grinding on the outside, but inside a pressure was building. Thick, meaty lines bloating her out. It happened in less than three seconds, and he finished his speech with the word "Natural", coming out with a relieved sigh that seemed to take with it most of his breath.

He was still for a moment, and that gave her time to process what was happening, all the sensations swarming through her body. A part of her found it delightful, a pleasure and warmth like nothing she'd ever experienced trying to billow out through her loins, but that was probably the most startling part of it all. Rejected outright with the panic that overtook everything else, taking that warmth and goodness and turning it into a more severe sense of wrong. This was wrong. This shouldn't be happening. Her toes flexed, all four sets of claws spreading and twitching against the stone, scraping at it as she tensed herself to jerk away, but then there was his voice. So calm, so soothing, so casual. He was doing this all so casually, she probably was overreacting. So even as she whined, she forced herself to stillness, belly and chest flat, his hips hunched and doubled over so he could keep himself buried inside. Oh, this was too confusing! What was going on?

"There's a good girl. Very good. You keep up like this and I'll have to give you another Treat." He began to move as he spoke again, flexing the paw over her right arm and lifting it up to hook at her shoulder, stabilizing the both of them as he thrust himself forward. The promise of a treat kept her from yelping- They were quick, small movements, pulling back just enough to decompress her chubby flesh from between them, but inside it felt like he were moving meters. Like his entire length was just jamming through her. The weight and the pressure had grown extraordinarily in that brief time he had rested, and she hadn't even noticed until now, her insides gripping at him with such intensity that it formed a suction-like seal, slopping her smooth, tube-like flesh over his girth until it was clenching into the very nerves of his cock.

For a few brief moments, she could hear a little paffing sound, the sound of their pelts colliding, but it only lasted for a few seconds- When it stopped, she was abruptly introduced to a new sensation. Two hard lumps were pressing into her crotch, so unceasingly that for a brief moment she was worried they were going to tear her open, then they were inside her completely. The male wolf let off a relieved sigh, even more relaxed than when he'd spoke 'Natural', while Yuki couldn't help but tense and curl in on herself. Those orbs were growing, expanding out like twin balloons, swelling and fitting the curve of her flesh so neatly that she'd have been terrified of the sheer volume they fit within her had they expanded otherwise. It was an immense pressure, it made her feel full and hot, but that wasn't all that was coming in. Something wet was squirting into her, pouring into her belly with a sensation akin to a fist being driven in at such a slow rate that there wasn't pain, but the pressure was undeniable! Only that pressure was coming from the inside.

Her leg jerked, kicking, but he just cooed in her ear and stroked along her neck. One side, and then the other, shifting himself so his shoulders were pressing more tightly to her own, his hips lifting and lifting hers just by the seal of the knot- She had to lift them, or she'd be torn apart, that's what it felt like. Her eyes winced, and she trembled over the way the pressure just kept growing and growing, and she couldn't say if it was actually happening or if it were just her awareness of it becoming more acute. He was so gentle though, so comforting that she didn't want to fight, nuzzling worriedly into his palm when it cupped at her cheek.

When he began to step off of her, began to step away from her, she yelped. If he tried to pull that out now, she'd explode! He glanced back with a worried expression, and then crouched back down, making a soothing gesture as their tails collided, their flanks brushing over one another. He shifted, they both shifted, but that explosion never came, their legs tangling as he hunkered down onto all fours once again. Reaching back to pat at her flank, grabbing the soft of his fur and flesh along his flank and tugging it back, letting her see the way they were tied together as she twisted herself around.

It was strange to look at it. There was nothing more than a what looked to be a thick red vein connecting his crotch, a mass of fur now, to her spade. Her lips were engorged though, straining to hold the knot just beyond it, but sealed around his root with little more than a puff to show for it, a little trickle of wet leaking out between them. He let his hand drop to his pants, blocking out the view with their combined fur and tails, and fumbled out a cellphone.

It took him seconds to pull up a number, dialing it and talking casually to the person that quickly answered "Hey. Send a cart, I found a stray out here that I think I'm going to keep. Bring a muzzle and a tarp too, things got a bit wild." There was a short laugh from the other end of the phone, but Yuki's ears couldn't pick up on what was said back. The wolf laughed too though, giving directions on the trails, then hung up. Settling in on his hands and knees, he glanced about a bit and then shrugged, like it wouldn't matter to him if they were found out.

Yuki shivered, yelping and whining again, but he didn't stir. She could feel his cock throbbing within her, releasing more and more of that liquid by the second, in a trickle, though she couldn't tell that any better than that her problem was getting worse. If she were to transform back, she really would explode, and she couldn't talk in her wolf form. They were sending a cart, this was bad. Real bad. All she could do is lay down, trapped by... Whatever this was between them, straining her body and her mind. She couldn't think. She had to escape. She couldn't think. She couldn't escape.