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Ahsoka's Delta-7B was landing. It had managed to find a breach in the planet's all-encompassing canopy of forest leaves, a feature that rendered the entire globe and its landscape an eternal emerald visible even from other planets yonder. Breaches in the leafy expanse were seldom and hard to find. Ahsoka had spent the greater part of her descent from space flying her kunai-shaped interceptor looking for a safe space to land. Beneath her was an ocean of green, the branches and trees indistinguishable from each other beneath their explosive green wigs.

She had to circle back around the gap and put her jet into a spiral. At last she was beneath the canopy. She was doused in a heavy shadow, one that pervaded everything like how water covers a riverbed. Her thrusters shut off in favor of her landing jets. The grass beneath her ship fell flat, rippling away from the roar of her engines. The landing skids extended. She touched ground, and the ship went silent.

Hsssssssssss

The canopy popped open like a lid, releasing a fog of compressed air. There sat Ahsoka in the pilot seat, her orange skin appearing radiant in the surrounding forestry. She grabbed the rim of the cockpit and stood up. Much of her body was on display, censored only by a pair of jungle shorts and a cropped shirt that hugged her bosom tightly. Between them was a slim, athletic trunk beset with abs. Wreathing her determined face were the blue-and-white striped lekku that fell down the front of her shoulders like locks of hair and sprouted above her scalp into a pair of points. She stepped her boot up on the edge of the cockpit and catapulted herself down to the ground, rattling the lightsabers hanging from her hips.

She inspected the landing sight. The air was crisp, heavy with the scent of woods and flora. Scanning the tree line revealed nothing but a ring of trunks. Leeched to their aging bark were spots of moss, fungi, and bare wood, forming a sort of decorative collection of unique patterns like the stripes or spots in a herd of animals. They allowed little space between them. At their bases was a mangled web of roots, thick and gnarled, each one strangling their neighbor for space. Beyond that was a curtain of shadow held in place by that impenetrable canopy above. The streaks of light that could break through were but a thin constellation, not a complete mottling.

Ahsoka stood there for some time, drinking it all in. The force drew no inklings of what may have lived beyond besides more trees and more shadow. Normally a planet flushed with so much life would have the midi-chlorians in a frenzy, yet here she remained unfretted. There had been signs of Separatist activity in the system. Ahsoka was part of a scouting party to determine just how real it was. She had been assigned this planet for a solo recon mission. What may sound dangerous on paper was in reality the safest mission available. This planet, yet to be named, was notoriously difficult to navigate and/or build a base on, as Ahsoka had experienced herself. Meanwhile her comrades were elsewhere, swarming other planets where there was believed to be a much more significant droid presence.

That wasn't the case here. If there were any threats to Ahsoka's life, it was dying from boredom. But she still had a job to do. She set off into the forest, lightsabers bouncing off her thighs, hoping that she might find some action in those woods.

The inner forest was appallingly dark. Looking up at the canopy she saw a thin veil of glowing green alive with the texture of a million leaves. Thin beams of light pierced the dark like pricks in a tarp. The ground was an unruly road map of roots weaving through the dirt like the spikes of a glacier. Ahsoka had trouble finding space to step through them. Her jungle boots would clip and scrape on something every time she took a step, threatening to knock her off balance and send her falling.

She kept her cool and continued the journey. An odd quiet pervaded. The many trees absorbed her sound, leaving the crunch of her boots and the huff of her breath to fill the void. She would look up those towering trunks, feeling like she was back on the streets of Coruscant, gazing at a skyscraper and unable to see the top. Here there was no buzz of hover cars or chattering citizens, only the trees and her thoughts to keep her company.

But she wasn't alone.

Something nagged at her senses, a slight tug that caused her mien to flinch. It was a presence in the Force, significant enough to draw her perception like a gravitational force. It came from behind her, lurking behind the trees, growing closer with every passing second. Ahsoka would stop for a moment, and so would her stalker. It was not so near that she could tell anything specific about it. Friend? Foe? Large? Small? The trees proved an annoying buffer. Whatever it was, she remained calm and continued her mission without further pause. The Force would protect and guide her.

Her follower grew close. It spotted her ship on its descent into the landing zone. She'd shattered the peace of the forest like an atom bomb, the shockwaves courtesy of those rocket engines. From the outer limit of the treeline it watched her make landfall then step out of her cockpit. The creature, sensitive to the Force but unaware, felt its fur bristle and its claws tighten. It had never seen an outsider before. She looked tempting in more ways than one. Lonely for a lifetime, it followed her, devouring her feminine scent with each sharp whiff.

The presence became more defined as Ahsoka continued. No, whatever it was was not malignant, but it nevertheless carried a strength that kept her on edge. She felt it like a row of invisible razors up her spine, sending her skin into a shiver. It weighed on her throat and nose, a taste and scent both animalistic and masculine. Deep in her tummy there was a sensation that tightened into a knot and solidified somewhere else. Her face grew hot. She reminded herself that she was a Jedi and could not fancy herself on such bodily whims.

That grew more difficult now that the beast was getting so close. It was within rock throwing distance, about the trees just behind Ahsoka. She thought she heard footsteps. A real smell, not generated by the Force, wafted across her nostrils. A great heat had settled inside of her, making the shift of her thighs awkward and irritating. Whatever was following her could not be ignored any longer. Whatever its intentions, it had to be confronted.

Ahsoka came to a dead stop and turned around to face the beast. Before her was nothing but trees and shadow. She spoke out into it with a voice amplified by her Force powers. "I know you're there." Her voice ruptured the silence like a cannonball. "I can feel you. Come out. Show yourself." Silence answered. The presence did not retreat, nor did it grow close. Looking towards it now Ahsoka could pinpoint it behind a single tree, the one right in front of her. "Well?" she demanded.

For a while longer nothing happened. Ahsoka was just ready to approach the creature herself when finally it made its entrance. It slid out from behind the tree in full, standing at its full height. Gazing at Ahsoka were two eyes glinting into a retinal jade. Around them was a coat of fur darker than the shadow that covered them both. From his head rose two sharp ears. His lips were wrinkled into a snarl. The arms hung low, those knobby knuckles hovering above his knees. Bulging them was an explosive set of sinewy muscles that followed a track into his torso, creating massive pecs and rigid abs. Between his barreled thighs swung a tail long and furry. His lupine features were pinnacled by a long snout, the end of which twitched at Ahsoka's tantalizing smell.

Seeing the werewolf and sensing him nearby were two entirely different ordeals. The moment he revealed himself Ahsoka felt a ripple of emotion blow through her skin and bleed down her core. Fear? Excitement? She couldn't tell. The Force within her buzzed into a frenzy, throwing her bodily senses into overdrive. Her instincts were blank, locked in place by the beast's paralyzing presence. She did not move, though her heart hammered in her chest and the heat within her shorts grew into a storm.

Sensing her trepidation, the werewolf approached. His footfalls were without sound, those heavy pawpads absorbing his tremendous weight without issue. She saw him better, making out more of his muscles and how each one stood in sharp definition to the next. His scent was on the wind, singeing the inside of her nostrils and causing another wave of shivers. Her lungs swelled with it, absorbing all that they could. She was suddenly lightheaded. Keeping her on her feet was the heavy pulse from within her loins.

The werewolf came to a stop not very far from her. His face was younger than she expected, wild but not grizzled. Though he snarled at her, it was without any real conviction. She knew posturing when she saw it. He would convey no fear, but nor would he threaten her directly. Young and uninitiated, he was here to prove himself.

Ahsoka calmed down. The Force was in a calamity and so was her arousal, but she was able to approach the werewolf while conducting her poise. His snarl deepened with a growl that thrummed through the air and beat on her face. Still she approached. Her eyes did not leave his. Now that she was closer his glint was gone. His eyes were incredibly blue, almost innocent.

"Well aren't you brave?" she said calmly. "Approaching a Jedi Knight all on your own. You could get killed doing that, you know. See these?" She gestured to her lightsabers. "One flick with one of these and you're toast."

She was only a few feet away from him. In only a few more strides he would've been able to knick her with his claws. Although he growled in a low, rumbling tone, he did nothing but stand there, secretly admiring her beauty now that it was so up close. She was a vibrant pillar of orange, white, and blue, colors he'd never beheld together in such a delicate package. His eyes broke from her gaze to spot her breasts, then her trunk, and finally the chalice between her legs. For a moment his mien softened, long enough for Ahsoka to notice.

"But I don't think you're gonna hurt me, are you?" She took another step closer, completely into the fog of his odor. Her toes curled in her boots. She was fortunate to have colored skin or else he would've seen the blush on her cheeks. "No, I think you're after something else." She looked at his waistline. Hanging from his loins was a bundle of meat plump and heavy, featuring an arrogant sheathe. She knew what was inside of it, and though she'd never seen one, she wasn't ignorant. It was what made men, men, the scepter of life. Jedi doctrine was explicit on relations of the flesh: they were forbidden. Urges to partake were to be ignored and buried down.

But what Ahsoka felt in the presence of such a stud could not be ignored, and it most certainly could not be buried. It built within her shorts like a swamp, hot and moist, more urgent than anything the Force could sway her to do. The werewolf must've felt the same, for his mutual arousal budded in the form of his cock tip breaching his sheathe. It was blindingly pink, at least while surrounded by such vanta black. She saw the skin dilate further to meet his girth until the full helmet was out in the open. Its exit was slow but inevitable, reaching towards her and demanding an audience. It certainly got one now that her attention was on it.

The werewolf realized what was happening, and at once his demeanor melted. Beneath the black of his cheek fur he blushed. He swallowed his snarl and looked away. One paw came to the front of his hip, kneading itself to distract her from the budding erection. Attempts at thinking about other things that weren't her body were immediately dashed by his every inhale. The air was saturated with her smell now, something that made his cock harder by the second.

She fared no better, enthralled by the extravagance of his pole now that it stood out at its most garish. It was the brightest thing around, its pink skin glistening. Veins were pulled across the shaft from the hilt to its flared tip. At the root was his knot, currently dormant, but laden with the potential of exploding into something monstrous, as if his current stature wasn't beastly enough. Behind that exigent urge to get closer screamed the Jedi doctrine of abstinence.

It was ignored. Ahsoka closed the gap between them in a few careful strides. The werewolf balked, suddenly feeling as though he were in danger. He meant to turn away, but she stopped him with a gentle grab of his paw. It was burly, rough, and covered in scratchy hair, but the way it wrapped around her hand was delicate and meaningful. The claws were hard and sharp against the skin of her backhand. He closed his fingers around her, swallowing her with his rough, pudgy pawpads.

The kindness of her hand was intoxicating. He didn't want to let go. Looking back at her he saw glowing blue eyes. Framing them were her white face markings. He was drawn to the athletic shape of her chest and trunk. Her breasts were kept tight underneath her shirt. What little cleavage he could see begged him to reveal more. Without warning he reached for her, slowly, one claw extended. Ahoska's heart clenched in her chest. She braced for a claw across the throat, for her life to be nicked away from her as punishment for her breach of Jedi code.

Riiiip!

The werewolf swiped his claw down the front of her top, ripping it apart like rice paper. It created a vacuum of cool forest air on her bosom and a sharp gasp in her throat. The fabric fell down in two halves, hanging in strips from her shoulders. Her breasts fell into their natural shape with a pronounced wobble. At their apexes were nipples a few shades darker than the skin that surrounded them. They seemed to stare back at the werewolf, meeting his scrutiny with equal intensity.

Ahsoka did not cover herself or shy away. Her posture stayed the same, changing only when she began to shrug off the rest of her shirt and letting it drift down her back. It slumped into a heap behind her boots where it would remain forgotten. Her nipples stiffened in the air. His eyes were locked onto them like a guided missile.

She gulped. "You can touch them, if you'd like."

He didn't understand common speak, but he understood her clearly. His paws came back up to her, palms first, fingers splayed open. He came to an inch within her chest, hesitated for a moment, then finally laid his paws on her. It lit a spark between them both, causing Ahsoka to gasp and the werewolf to shiver. Her nipples tickled his pawpad, sending jolts of energy up his forearms. Her skin was miraculously soft. They sank beneath the press of his fingers without any resistance. He ran his thumbs up the inside of her cleavage and began to knead the flesh ever so gently. Even as he stared dumbly at what was happening, he could not comprehend that he was the one doing it.

Ahsoka could barely believe it herself, and here she was being fondled by a werewolf. Her eyes began to flutter and roll up into her head. She was beginning to realize just how touch-starved she had been. Her entire body reacted to his every rub and grope. Her nipples were beacons of delight that turned her cunny into a burning trench within her shorts. Collecting herself for a moment, she took another step towards him. Her hand came out and cupped the underside of his penis. It was a lightning bolt of sensations for them both. He flexed within her grasp, excited to the point of almost climaxing. His shaft, in comparison to where he touched her, was rock hard and alive with heat. She could feel his pulse hammering away beneath her fingers.

It wasn't enough for him. His paws slid down her curves and found the shorts. They had to go. He grabbed the waistband and ripped it apart. It tore by the zipper. The fibers frayed out into a fuzz. It uncovered her feminism and its aroma, sending the werewolf's nose into a frenzy. Her chalice was a smooth plain of orange, cloven at its root by her soft pussy lips. The moisture was pasted to the skin above them, glistening brightly.

Ahsoka parted her legs so that the shorts would fall the rest of the way to her ankles. After kicking her boots off she was completely naked alongside the beast, exposing the entirety of her form to him and the trees watching. With one hand on his pillar, she guided him to the gates of her quim, gliding the topside of his cock helmet along her crease.

"Ohhh..." sighed Ahsoka. Just holding him to her pussy made her vibrate uncontrollably. Slowly she started to hump on him, glazing the top quadrant of his dick with her juices which flowed like a river.

A pleased grumble blew through his nose. He grabbed her hips. His claws sank into her skin, short of puncturing her. He mustered some restraint and slid his paws to her ass, covering them with the mighty girth of his fingers. He noticed her mouth fallen into an erotic O shape, gasping and sighing while she bathed his pole in her girl heat. His jaw fell open too, and he closed the gap between them with a kiss.

Maybe 'kiss' isn't the right word. His lips had no part in the matter. Instead he let his tongue loose and dove it straight into her mouth. Her eyes bulged at first. She came close to backing off, but was held fast by the hold on her buttocks. Slowly she was able to relax and surrender to his whim, letting that thick mouth muscle lay claim to hers and writhe about at its leisure. Her mouth closed on it and gently began to suckle. The noise they made was loud and sloppy, ringing through the forest.

His paws started exploring, migrating from her ass and gliding up her curves. He found her shoulders and the lekku tails that hung down in front of them. His fingers closed around them and rolled around as if they were inspecting a fabric. It tossed a gallon of fuel onto the fire that raged between Ahsoka's thighs. They were incredibly sensitive. It had been a habit of hers to tell people not to touch them. Here, however, she couldn't get enough of his caresses. She took his wrists and guided them up to her crown where the tips were. That's where they were the touchiest. Rubbing them like he had her breasts made the Jedi quiver like a leaf.

They were at the peaks of their arousals. Teasing and tonguing, however romantic, wasn't going to cut it. They parted their mouths with a rude suction sound. Spit was smeared across their lips and drooled down their chins. Strands of it were hung between them before snapping and then drooping. Their eyes opened and met one another. Her hands were on his pecs, his were on her head tails. Inexperienced in the realm of sex, neither of them knew what to do next.

Ahsoka took the lead, gently pushing him away. "Lie down for us," she said calmly while her cunny was raging.

He took a step back reluctantly, withdrawing his pecker from between her thighs with a skwish. She took his paw and pulled down on him so that he would slowly sit. They came down together into a squat. From there she guided him onto his back by pushing his shoulders. He came to a rest inside a perfectly sized nook in the ground between two huge tree roots. Ahsoka mounted him above the thighs, leaving his giant pillar to lie flat on his belly in front of her. She rubbed it gently, both enamored with and intimidated by his sheer immensity. What am I supposed to do with it?

The werewolf was not sure either, but what he was sure of was that the smell of her cunt was driving him wild. He grabbed her waist and dragged her up his torso so that she would be closer.

"Whoah!" went Ahsoka. "Easy."

He did go easy, bringing her over his chest so that her burning pot of love hovered in front of his face. The smell was searing, throwing his salivation into hyperdrive and making his cock muscle flex on instinct. He shoved his snout into her flower, landing his cold, black nose right over the hood of her clit.

It was like a lightning bolt going off. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Hey! Ahaha! Ahhh..." Her body started shaking. She grabbed the top of his head and stroked it. "That... Mmmm... Hahhhhh... That feels good. Wow... Huhhhhhh..."

Again, he didn't have to know a word to get the message. He nuzzled deeper into the gap between her thighs, smearing her love lotion right over his nostrils. A great inhale soared through him, inflating his lungs with that heavenly smell of hers. The temptation brought his tongue out through her trench, raking it up the very inside of her crease.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." It was purely involuntary the way her head lurched backwards and her chest rose. With just one lap he had lit a heat lamp of delight inside her that made her nipples go hard again. "Ohh... Yes... Yes..."

The werewolf kept going, enticed both by her fleshy, metallic taste and the sound of her approval. Her muscles jittered around his head. He could feel her spine bend into an arch and then adjust itself when he licked at her. Her fingernails grabbed and scratched at the top of his head. His ears perked everytime she moaned, something that came at an increased frequency.

She had to support herself on her arms as she started to lean backwards. Such bliss was not something her body was used to, let alone at such volumes. She was able to remember his cock which lingered just below her. It was only fair that she served him too. She looked down at him and patted his head gently. "W-wait... Hold on. Just a moment."

His eyes popped open. The way he looked at her from between her thighs as if he'd done something wrong was adorable.

She laughed. "It's OK. Let me just move things around for us." She slid back off his face and stood up. Her legs were tad wobbly, almost toppling her over. Thankfully she was able to turn around and stand over him so that her plump backside was facing his head. His face lit up with a soggy smile and his tail started to wag. She came back down over his chest. Her ass loomed over his head while she was face-to-face with his cock.

She picked it up, aiming it at the canopy. Her lips puckered and landed on the tip. A thin sheen of precum was smeared across it, staining the inside of her mouth with a coppery taste. She purred her delight and kissed it some more before finally wrapping her lips around it and suckling.

The werewolf jerked beneath her with a grunt. Snorts beat through his nose. His toes started to curl. Teasing her pussy earlier had been great, but this was something else entirely. She kept herself at just the apex of his cock, but that was more than enough to electrify him. Her lips formed a tight seal around the shape of his glans. She ran her tongue in a circle around it, bulging her lips. The werewolf had to hold on to her hips. His pleasure was spiking already. Without much thought he pulled her ass down on his face so that he could dine on her pussy again, something he did with gusto.

Ahsoka's face contorted. She pulled her mouth off his cock, letting out gobs of spit that fell down his shaft and plopped onto his knot. "Huhhhh! Huhhh! Huhhhh!" His tongue was lashing at her without pause her mercy, knocking into the most sensitive bits that she didn't know she had. At once her thighs began to quiver, making the flesh around it wobble. "Ohhh... Yes... I... Yes..." She was barely able to gulp and resume fellating. It was hard not closing her teeth on him. He robbed about all of her coordination, forbidding her from going much further down his shaft. She tried calling on the Force to guide her, but the werewolf was simply too good. She was forced to retract from his column and let out the rest of her moans into the open. "Uhhhhhh! Huhhhhhh! Ohhhh!"

The werewolf was not bothered by her stopping. If anything it enabled more focus on her pussy and allowed a better gauging of what did and didn't work. He was able to pinpoint a thick bead of nerves that garnered a severe reaction whenever he prodded it. It was huddled inside a flap of her flesh, right in the apex of her crease. He maintained a tight focus there, attacking it with a series of swirls, jabs, and lashes. It drove her wild, turning her moans into sharp wails and throwing her body into a violent quake.

It grew worse once she felt her orgasm on the approach. Her ecstasy was ascending so rapidly that she fell flat across his body. The side of her face rested on his thigh. Screams belted across his lap and started growing in pitch. "Huhhhh! Huhhhhhhh!!! HUHHHHHHH!!!" Her climax fell on her like a meteor. The muscles in her thighs bulged out violently and began to spasm. Her entire body bounced atop him. She threw her head back and unleashed a barbaric caterwaul. "HEEUUUUUUUUGGGHHHUUUUuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh~~~!!!"

The werewolf's eyes shot open. Was this supposed to happen? Whether it was or not, he suffered the brunt of her bodily reaction. From her cunt gurgled a thickish serving of white cream that splurged across his lips and flooded his mouth. He did not hesitate to lap it all up and swallow it. His tail wagged between his legs proudly.

Ahsoka was a hot mess, panting atop him and shivering long after her orgasm had waned. "Huhhhh... Huhhhh.... Huhhh..." She was adrift on a cloud in space, a glowing sphere of plasma without worry or care. Her entire lower body was alight with pleasure. The insides of her thighs continued to shake. Only after an entire minute of panting and wallowing did she lick her lips and lift her head. "Wow... That... was incredible. What else has the council hidden from us?" She sat up and looked down at the werewolf. Only the top half of his face was visible from beneath her ass cheeks. He wore a hesitantly proud expression that asked Did I do good?

Ahsoka laughed and patted his head. "You did great. I loved that."

That got more tail wags out of him.

She kicked her leg from over him. Her legs were even more rubbery this time, making it impossible to stand. She had to sit on a nearby root and take a breather. The werewolf sat up. His snout was clotted with her cum. His erection still stood in all of its majesty. "I suppose you want to do something with that?" she asked cheekily.

The werewolf just smiled and wagged his tail.

"I figured you did." And so did she, but the issue was obvious. If they coupled and she bore his seed, it was a very real possibility that she would become pregnant. Giving into her bodily urges was one thing, but to do so and be laden with a child was much, much worse. Just looking at his knot and the two heavy cumtanks that hung beneath them produced images of her with a bloated tummy, something that would've ended her title as a Jedi. It was a harrowing thought, but superseding it was the rabid horniness that continued to ravage her.

She opened her legs to him, showing off her gnarled cunt. The glistening pink of her insides stood in great contrast to the orange that surrounded it. "Won't you show me what that cock can do, hmmm?"

Just like that he pounced towards her, leaping off his powerful two legs. She didn't have time to get out of the way before his paws were latched to her upper arms, not that she would have resisted anyway. He spun her around and shoved her by her upper back, bending her over and landing her on her fours.

It happened so quickly, she barely had time to register what was happening. In one moment she was facing him, in the next she was on her hands and knees looking away. He was so strong and forceful. She could've been his meal in a matter of seconds. Instead he laid his paws across the plane of her back and began rubbing it, savoring her soft skin some more. She was shivering, but now she relaxed, letting him take control.

He leaned back to admire her ass. It was nicely rounded to the rest of her, thick with both lean muscle and kind flesh. He rubbed his palm across it. The skin dimpled beneath his fingertips in a way he really enjoyed. A morbid idea passed through his mind. He smiled mischievously, something Ahsoka wouldn't have liked if she had seen it. He reeled his paw back, then knifed it through the air with a venomous hiss.

SMACK!

"Ah!" He'd swatted the topside of her buttock, crashing it into its partner and making it wobble for a second. A crisp, red welt in the shape of his paw would form on the skin of her ass. It stung terribly. She turned her head back at the werewolf. "Hey!"

He was grinning from ear to ear, shining his teeth at her.

She harrumphed, then turned back forward to conceal her delight. "Jerk..."

He put his paws back on her, more gently this time. His thumbs fell into the crack and spread them. In their center was a dark-skinned pucker and the crease that drooled beneath it. He closed his hips on her ass, bonking the tip of his cock off the topside of her haunch. It teetered to the side before he reeled back to try again. His second attempt at landing on her quim was no better than the first, succeeding only in jamming his cock into the minimal space between her cunt and her tailhole.

"Ah, ah, ah... Hold on." Ahsoka reached down her back and grabbed hold of his cock around the head. She was able to bring it down to her womanhood, colliding their organs in earnest. There bloomed a great energy through her body, bristling her skin. His cock brought with it not only a burst of joy, but the trepidation of enveloping its monstrous girth. She could not see it, but feeling it pressed into her vulva and knowing that his knot lay ready to swell made her apprehensive.

With her hand guiding him, he pressed forward. Her cunt was moist, but his entry was not easy. The lips parted slowly to meet his breadth, a slow and arduous process. Ahsoka let out a meek gasp while the werewolf's lip twitched. She contained only the very tip of his glans and yet her grip on him was intense. They both breathed heavily. He did not stop pushing, nor did she urge him to stop. Her cunt continued to gape until at last it slid down the flare of his glans and fully encompassed the tip.

"Huhhhh! Huhhhh! Ohhhh..." Her entire body started to shake. Threatening to overcome the delight was the painful stretching on her vulva. A fat bulge sat in the base of her canal, a couple inches below her beltline.

It wasn't much easier for him. It felt as though his cock was being choked. Trying to bury it any deeper seemed foolhardy. Still, there was that great drive dwelling in his loins, something that would not be quenched until his knot had burst. To get there he had to drill further, and he did so with an inching push into her cavity. The bulge in her flesh lengthened towards her navel. He breached the hymen, giving her a brief burst of pain that caused her to shout in agony. It was but a fleeting pause in their progress. After a few moments of letting the pain subside, she told him to continue, and so he did. Before long half of his vein-choked spear was gone inside of her. He clenched his teeth and scrunched his eyes, determined to reach the gates of her womb.

Ahsoka was equally determined to have him go that far, though that seemed less and less possible with each passing inch. "Hahhhhh... Hahhhhh... Fuck... Ohhhhh..." She felt him stop when he reached the knot to her entrance. The rest of him was buried inside her, feeling as though it had penetrated her to the gut. The pressure was relentless. The pain of deflowering still ached and throbbed. Before long, however, the discomfort started to wane. In its place was the heavenly delight of having a giant wolf cock buried to the root in her pussy. Her agonized groans gave way to merry sighs. "Huhhh... Huhhhh... Yes... Yes~"

The werewolf took the next step. On instinct alone he drew his hips back, raising his blood-tinged cock from her silo until only the head remained ensconced. Then he plunged back forward, performing his first thrust. Ahsoka cried out, but not in pain. It was the final signal to take her, and so he did. His grip readjusted to around her hips. He widened his stance on his knees. With an upthrusted chest he towered over her, drew his hips back again, and started fucking her.

BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP.

The forest rang with his power. His cock was a pink blur, in and out of her cavity, pounding the knot on her entrance with devastating smacks. He flared his nostrils with each heave. The muscles in his arms flexed as he pulled on her body in time with his thrusts. His tail wagged behind him, right above where his mighty glutes clenched and unclenched. His balls would swing out behind him and then come careening forward. Every part of him went into fucking her. Not an ounce of energy was wasted.

Ahsoka felt every bit of it. Her voice hiccuped with his impacts. "HUUU-UHHH-UHH-UHH-UHH-UHH-!" She was like putty in his paws, melting before a blistering onslaught which she cried for more of. Each slam felt like it would throw her back out. The flesh of her ass and thighs wobbled and waved. The G-forces rippled through her body, sending the pleasure from within hr cunt echoing throughout the rest of her flesh.

Her screams grew higher and louder once she felt another orgasm coming along. She came hard on him, going into yet another set of spasms that clenched on him. Her cream was smeared across his shaft, coagulating around the knot where her pussy lips were colliding at a devastating tempo. The werewolf didn't stop. He didn't even slow down. Her orgasmic wails and spasms were nothing but fuel for his sexual fire.

The only thing stopping him was his own climax on the rise. His face wrinkled into a snarl. Growls and grunts blew through his teeth as his head lurched back to aim his snout at the sky. He thrusted three more times, each one coming more stiffly then the last, and then he came. A ferocious growl erupted from his jaws at the same moment his cock fired a jet rope of cum into her womb. It was joined by a heavy throb from his cock muscle and the sudden burst of his knot just outside of her pussy. From a round bulb of meat it swelled into a double-ball of muscle wider than his scrotum was. It hurt terribly, but with it was the triumph of flooding Ahsoka with his seed.

It was her cue to cum too. She did so just as hard. "HUUUUUUHHHHUUUUuuuhhhhhhhhhhh~~~!!!" She felt his cum burst inside of her and beat against the gate of her womb, filling it. In only a few spurts she could contain no more. The rest came squirting out from her pussy, bubbling around his shaft and dribbling to the forest floor below. Greater than even her climax atop his face, it made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the galaxy.

Their ecstasies waned slowly and so did their voices. They were left panting in the afterglow. Ahoska was barely able to hold herself up while the werewolf was enjoying the tightness of her womanhood too much to leave it. Eventually he pulled out of her to reveal a rocket completely glazed in their combined orgasms. From her gaped girl wound belched a fat slag of his nectar. He pried her lips open with one thumb, mesmerized by the sight of his seed oozing out of her nastily and piling onto the dirt. Pride bloomed in his chest. It was beautiful.

"Ohh... Ohh... Wow..." She could feel it sloshing inside of her and gliding out from her gates. Her ass continued to jitter and shake. Just turning around was a colossal effort given how loose her muscles had become. Her head was in the clouds again, unable to focus on anything in particular. She squirmed onto her back, resting the back of her head on the tree root. Her shins were dirty from the ground. A puddle of cum the size of her face had accumulated between her thighs.

She squished her fingers into her pussy and hummed. "Mmmmmm... I loved that. Huhhhh..." She noticed his cock. It was still hard and raring to go. Everything but the knot at its root was smeared in their product. Her hand reached out and gently brushed the knot's underside. It was big, but after what she had just taken it seemed more manageable at least. "I take it you want to put this in me too?"

The werewolf bit his lip. His entire package was sensitive, most of all his knot. Regardless, it was ready as ever to go to work. A whine snorted through his nose.

"Yeah, me too." She brought her arm back and rested above her head, on the tree root. She opened her legs for him. "Do it for me, please."

He didn't have to be asked twice. He grabbed her by the midriff and hoisted her into the air like a pillow. The world went weightless around her as she was hiked up onto his shoulder and carried like a sack of potatoes. Her legs fell down the front of him while she got to look down at the epic musculature of his back and glutes.

She purred. "Ooooh~ Strong."

He carried her to the nearest tree and drew her from his shoulder. He pressed her back into its trunk then pinned her by the hips with his own. His penis sat against her belly, hot and wet, twitching with anticipation. Her legs scissored around his trunk and she draped her arms around his neck. Their open mouths reunited. Tongues slithered forth, wrestling together and making wet schlocking sounds from out the hollows of their jaws.

The werewolf drew his hip back and grabbed his cock. The tip met her flower and slid inside, now with much greater ease. That's not to say she still wasn't tight. Her velvet gripped him for all he was worth. The two of them sighed. The werewolf's ass came back, then humped forward. His orbs hung below him heavily, rocking along with the thrust of his hips. He went slowly this time, making sure to savor the sweet grip of her pussy.

Ahsoka moaned dolefully. She felt the cold, wet splotch of his nose against her neck. She swooned her head to the side, eyes rolling lazily. He nibbled at the vulnerable skin, feeling the thrum of her artery against his sharp teeth. He did not hurt her, instead utilizing his body in every possible way to make her feel like a woman and himself a man.

"Ohhhhh..." cooed Ahoska. Her hands grabbed at the rough fur that sprouted across his neck and back. Beneath it was a bedrock of muscle that twitched and flexed at his every move. It all worked in tandem to hold her against the tree and fuck her. Most potent was the grinding of his buttocks which she made sure to hold in her hands. Right above them she could feel his tail swaying about out of joy. "Yes... Huhhhh... Good boy..."

"Mmmmmm..." growled the werewolf right next to her ear. His throat vibrated powerfully against her. He licked at her neck and exposed cheek. She brought her face back to him so that they could spar tongues again, although now he did most of the work, not that he minded. He was content to have his way with her as she was. They drowned in each other's sensations, letting the forest echo with the sound of their bodies meshing.

At last the werewolf felt his pleasure rising. So did Ahsoka who had to pry her mouth away from his so that she could announce her coming orgasm. "Huhhhh! Yes! It's coming again... Huhhhhh! Yes! YES!"

He went faster and harder, bapping his knot against her splayed crotch with full intent of putting it inside her. His visage snarled again. A mighty growl rolled out from his chest and out through his teeth. He fucked her hard.

BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP. BAP.

Their voices rose together in a rude harmony until finally their ecstasies collided head-on. Ahsoka let loose a great wail that harmonized with his growl. His final heave did the trick, spreading her lips to their absolute widest and cramming it with his knot.

POP!

Ahsoka threw her head back, knocking it into the tree while her screaming came to an abrupt stop. Her breath was trapped in her chest, locked there by a heavenly feeling surpassing everything before. She came on him full force, unloading all her fluids on his shaft so that he could bless her womb with his every remaining drop.

He did so in just a few throbs. She flooded in short order, but the cum had nowhere to go with his knot plugging the exit. The two of them were locked together, glued to the tree, on the downswing of their climaxes. They huffed and puffed for some time when it was over. Even the werewolf was too weakened to go anywhere. Ahsoka was happy to just stay there, pinned by his huge, fluffy body, chest pressed to hers, heartbeats side by side.

He was able to bring his face up in front of hers. The exhaustion was clear on his face, as was hers. Their gazes met finally, and the two of them started to kiss. He carried her off the tree and turned around to sit down with his back to it. She sat in his lap, still latched to him both by his trunk and by their conjoined sex organs. Her vulva was swollen to an appalling degree by his knot. His cum sat in her womb like a lead weight, making quick work of her fertility.

They parted lips with a soft gasp. She rubbed the fleshy bulge in her crotch. His shaft was still hard like rock, reaching towards her navel. "Goodness... I hope this thing dies down. No offense, but I'm trying not to be stuck here forever."

He flattened his ears guiltily.

"Oh, don't worry about it. Push comes to shove, I have my lightsaber to get us apart."

Had he understood that he would've been horrified. Instead he wagged his tail and licked her cheek.

She laughed. "I'm glad you think so too."

Fortunately his knot died down and she was able to pry herself off of him with a rude pop! Gurgling out of her was a waterfall of cum. She had to stand with her legs apart so that most of it would drain out of her. Once it had she could feel a serious void inside of her where her flesh had been so thoroughly stretched. The werewolf stood aside, his giant paws fidgeted in front of his chest.

"Oh, don't look so guilty," she chided at him. "I wanted this, and I think I'll want some more in the future~" She stepped up to him and stood on her toes for a kiss on his cheek. "I'll see you around, big guy."

She gave him a pat on the chest before collecting the remnants of her clothes. There were bruises on her body where he had handled her. Explaining that and the state of her clothes would be difficult. Maybe she encountered a dangerous beast that she had to vanquish. That wasn't totally a lie. The werewolf watched as she walked back to her interceptor, clothes bundled in her arms. She looked over her shoulder at him and waved. Not understanding the gesture, he did not wave back. He saw her nude form climb back into her vehicle and then take off, leaving him alone again, but with a memento already growing inside her.

THE END