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I pad over leafs, roots and grass as I make my way through the forest, having left the established trail a good half an hour ago. Admittedly I'm starting to regret it, but I'm still enjoying the scenic atmosphere. My ears flick back and forth occasionally at the surroundings, the sounds of birds and cicadas overshadowing everything else.

It doesn't take long, maybe a couple of minutes, but I find myself in a medium sized clearing at the base of a cliff face. A small cave entrance being the only thing of note against the grey rock wall. I take a moment to look around the clearing, nothing taking my interest. Stepping into the clearing, I draw closer to the cave opening, starting a few dozen feet away, then only a dozen, then six. Once I get to the cave entrance, my ears perk up once more, but this time...

Nothing...

The forest is silent, completely. Gulping, I feel a shiver down my back, knowing that it's usually only predators that cause this kind of deafening silence. Turning away from the cave, I look around the edge of the clearing, trying to look for any sign of life. And then... I hear it. Growling. Deep, guttural, dominant growling, that reverberates into my very core. But it isn't coming from the forest, it's...,, behind me.

The cave...

Barely able to turn my maw, I look behind me, just able to catch the frame of a giant, muscular, feral wolf pad out of the darkness. Its teeth are bared into a snarl, heckles raised and claws drawn. He's got a base of light grey, with darker grey markings over his body, primarily over his back and the top of his head. I'm frozen in fear, my body locking up as the canid comes closer, and closer... and closer... I look forward, as if this would somehow help the situation not be real. But I can feel the wolf's presence behind me, and this its hot, wet breath rolling over my tail.

And then, its teeth grab at my trousers, knocking me out of my trance. I finally try to flee from the wolf, but it has a death grip of my jeans, making me fall onto all fours. At this, the canine starts tugging too, ripping through the denim. My trousers don't stand a chance, and are quicker pulled away from my body. As I'm freed from the wolf's grip, I feel a breeze against my sheath, and realise its ripped my underwear from me too. But there's no time to think.

I barely get to my feet before a heavy weight presses against my back, forcing me back down onto all fours. The wolf is on top of me, front paws over my shoulders, his hips against my own. I then feel it... the wolf's a 'him', very much so. His canine cock throbs in between my ass cheeks, hotdogging my backside. Without even looking at it, I can feel that it's big, almost unnaturally big, a good foot or so of dripping wolf cock. His length rubs up and down the cleft of my rear, hot, wet, thick pre-cum spurts against my fur, and the bare skin of my anus.

This... this can't be happening... the wolf's trying to fuck me.

The wolf's paws moves to the base of my neck, pressing down onto it, forcing me down onto the ground, making me present to him. He's still growling as his maw nudges my ear, making the rumbling sound pour down my entire body. Looking at his maw, his teeth gleam at me, still bared in pent up emotions and urges.

I grit my teeth slightly as his length begins to press against my hole. First it's the tip, followed by slightly bulged midsection, spreading me open wide. My hole spreads around his thick cock, making me groan out in pain. It starts with centimetres being pushed into my ass, getting a good position inside me. The wolf huffs out as he rams into me, shoving a good eight inches of steaming hot cock into my bowels. I pull my head back and cry out, shouting my agony out into the woods, tears forming in my eyes. My screams echo out into the clearing, slowly ebbing away as my head hangs down, tears falling down my muzzle.

"Please..." I whimper, my body succumbing to the wolf. It realises before I do, that I can't get out of this. That I should just let the wolf have its way with me. Let him knot, cum, and leave me be. Even as his thrusts speed up, I just stay there, under his weight, his heated fur, his hot, panted breath rolling into my ear. My cock swings beneath me, heartbeat throbbing up my equine shaft, my balls matching its motions. Ears folding back, shame washes over me at the thought... the thought of being turned on by a feral wolf.

He's truly relentless, breeding my rump like a bitch in heat, his hips slapping against my ass cheeks harshly. I start to pant myself, breath coming out heavily as I gulp. His knot seems to grow against my ass, the sheer size of it spreading my cheeks even further, as the wolf tries to tie with me. This... this makes me bite my lower lip, stifling a moan. My ears fold back against my head, the side of the feral wolf's muzzle pressing against mine. Looking to the canid, his tongue lolls out of his maw, a glob of saliva dripping down from it. It's so... thick, and wet. I can almost see the heat steaming off from it.

My attention is taken away from the wolf inside me, by a second growl, just as deep and threatening as the wolf above me. I look forward, being met by another large wolf, this one with a creamy base coat, with sandy overtones in his fur. Given our positions, I can immediately tell the canid is a he, and he's big as the one above me. He's carrying a gazelle by its leg, dropping it as he sees the both of us. Licking his lips, he pads over to me slowly, sauntering over. It almost looks like he's got a cocky grin on his maw... but.. I must be seeing things...

"Mmph..." I moan out as the wolf inside me shifts, slowing his thrusts as the other canid comes close. Their muzzles meet in a tongue filled kiss, or at least as close to a kiss that feral wolves can get. Having the first wolf behind me, and the second in front of me, I can't help but watch the wolf's package between his back legs, his large balls swing with each movement. They've got to be as big as mangos, if not bigger

. A drop of pre-cum forms at the tip of his sheath, dripping onto the ground as his tip follows from it's fuzzy prison. With the wolf cock already inside me, pressing firmly against my prostate, I can't help but feel my mouth water at the sight. Shifting slightly under the two of them, I can't deny it anymore... I.. desire the beasts. I long for them, their bodies, their scents.

The grey wolf shifts his weight off of me, allowing me to get back onto all fours, almost coming face to face with the cream wolf's crotch. I can't help but sniff, smelling his desire, his lust, even with the couple inches of space between us. His scent is so raw and primal, the base scent of wet fur mixed with pre and stale cum. He's a very active wolf, and his smell is driving me crazy, even with the few inches that separates me from his gonads.

Is that how he gets his mates? Strut his stuff, give a whiff... and get a cock-warmer out of it?

The cream coloured wolf shifts forward a bit, putting his front paws onto my back, much like the grey wolf. Seeing my chance, I move my maw forward, pressing my nose against his sheath and sniffing, taking his scent in as deep as I can. His scent invades me, my lungs, my mind, my entire being is filled by his musk. Breathing out a sigh, I repeat myself, huffing long and hard at his raw smell. It's got a spice that I inherently take as canine, but it's deeper and richer than any other canid I've smelled before.

I run my muzzle under his balls and let my maw open up, my breath huffing out as I almost taste his musk. They feel so full, heavy... so ready to breed. I want nothing more than to have him breed me, to fill my stomach with his seed. With a moan, I shift underneath him, moving my head back enough to press my nose against his tip. His pre oozes onto my coal coloured snoz, tempting me to sniff yet again. But I have something else in mind, I need more than just his musk in me.

Opening my maw, I ram my muzzle onto his dick, every inch of canine cock entering me. I'm fully spit-roasted on the two large wolves, their throbbing lengths thrust into me without a proper rhythm. They just fuck me, with primal, bestial roughness. Not caring about me past being a living fleshlight for their lengths, and fuck if it doesn't turn me on even more.

I moan as I feel the knot at my rear grind against my hole, spreading me slightly, before the wolf pulls back and slams forward once more. He opens me up a little more, repeating this again, and again. He's spreading my asshole open with his giant knot, threatening to tie the two of us. Groaning around the wet cock in my maw, I finally feel my backside subside to the wolf's knot, letting it into my body with a loud yelp. Pain radiates through my body as I'm tied with the large wolf, the bulb of flesh throbbing with lust.

The grey wolf gives a few last thrusts into me as he lets out a whimper, finally cumming up my ass. Feeling his balls pull up against my taint, the thick warmth filling my ass... it feels divine, even without the wolf cock in my maw. It's at this point I realise the almost silver wolf has pulled away from the kiss, his maw now by the back of my head. My bowels are overfilled with seed, the increasing pressure pushing the wolf's cum ever deeper into my body. Only a small trail of jizz finds its way past the silver wolf's cooking apple sized knot.

My eyes roll back into my skull as my throat is truly fucked, hardly able to take breath in between the wolf's thrusts. I barely register the sand coloured wolf's paws at my shoulders as he thrusts his cock into my gullet. Moans escape from my throat when they're able, an overwhelming understatement to the pleasure the two wolves are giving me.

And then, it finally happens. The sand coloured wolf knots my maw, and ties me to his crotch. As my coal coloured nose presses up against his groin fur, all I want to do is huff his scent as deep as possible. But then again, that'd mean I'd have to give up the almost gag inducing cock in my throat, and that isn't something I'd give up. After a few fevered heartbeats, a stream of hot, thick, creamy cum is shot straight into my stomach. I didn't even need to gulp, just relax my throat, and let the wolves fill my body with their seed. Seconds tick by, and my gullet fills with more and more jizz, my belly pushing out to accommodate the growing amount of wolf cream inside me.

My lungs burn with need as the knot throbs against my front teeth, the edges of my vision beginning to blur slightly. I gag slightly around the thick, throbbing, canine length in my throat, the only signal I give to the wolf above me that I'm running out of air. Not that either of them care, leaving their knots firmly lodged inside me. Neither do I to an extent. The cravings building up inside of me for their cocks overwhelming my mind. The weight of the white wolf is pulled off of me, as he turns around, leaving the two of us ass to ass together.

But the moment my stomach is seemingly at its limit, the cream coloured wolf yanks backwards and pulls his length from my maw, leaving me a gasping, coughing mess. I wheel from the surge of oxygen now flooding my system, I barely realise as I cough up a small ball of seed onto the ground, a small amount of jizz flooding my nostrils, burning my insides. But when I take note of the cum on the ground, a part of me is disgusted by the sight, but with a small yank on the knot in my ass, my attention is pulled away, as I am literally pulled along the ground towards the den.

My arms give out at the first tank, leaving my front to drag in the dirt and grass. My stomach sloshes around slightly as I look up, my eyes fluttering slightly on the edge of consciousness as I see the cream wolf follows the white, feral canid and I. The darkness of the den envelopes the two of us, taking with it all hope of leaving any time soon.