Lesson Learned
A feral wolf gets tortured by a trio of anthros. My first story upload. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did! I don't mind constructive criticism, as long as it's constructive. :P
*Warning: Contains farting and rimming. If the following sicken you, I wouldn't continue reading.
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The wolf was prowling through the deepest part of the woods when he finally saw his prey. The deer had elusively escaped every time the wolf came after him, and this was his chance to finally catch him. The deer was too distracted lying in the grass serenely when the wolf made his move. He began running at the deer at full speed, his adrenaline pumping fast. The deer looked up and saw the predator dashing toward him and quickly got to his feet, dashing at full speed. The deer's plan was working perfectly. Now all he had to do was tire him out.
The chase progressed, the deer far ahead of the wolf as he winded through the forest he was so familiar with. The wolf was getting exhausted from chasing the deer through the dense forest, but his pride and desire kept him motivated. Of all the animals he's killed, this was the only one that got away. He needed to prove that the wolf is the most fearsome creature in this forest.
Twenty minutes pass. The wolf is exhausted; he can barely see the deer as they approach a clearing in the forest. As the wolf dashes into the clearing, he stops. The deer seemed to disappear. The deer lowered his head, sniffing around to pick up his scent, but was unsuccessful. This isn't right, he thought, "Something is going on here...
Just then, the wolf heard a faint rustle in the bushes. The wolf growled as he approached the bush slowly. He was a few feet from the bush when someone from behind hit him over the head with a rock. The wolf groaned and fell to the ground unconscious.
The wolf awoke with a throbbing headache. When his senses returned, he tried to stand, but couldn't. Someone had hammered restraints into the ground around his arms and legs; his head was resting on a flat rock. The wolf was confused. He did not know who did this to him and why. He heard someone giggle, and the wolf's ears perked up. He looked up and saw three anthros staring at him from about ten feet away. There was a raccoon, a Lucario, and that same deer the wolf was chasing earlier, all with equally menacing grins on their faces.
"What are you doing? Let me go, or I'll maim all of you!" the wolf growled, squirming futilely against the restraints.
"No," the deer spoke, with a firm, reprimanding voice, "You're going to pay for trying to make a meal out of us."
The wolf was trying to hold back his laughter. Surely these small creatures couldn't hurt the wolf? They were prey; they could do no harm to him.
The raccoon giggled softly and approached the wolf. He was a beige color with a white belly and dark green eyes. He seemed to be the youngest of the group, as he was about six inches shorter than the deer and was not muscular. His tail swayed gently as he walked up to the helpless wolf. He stared down at him, a devious grin spread across his face. He turned around and wiggled his fat, boyish ass before squatting over the wolf's snout. Then the raccoon raised his tail and blew a loud fart right in his face. The wolf groaned as the horrible stench filled his nostrils, trying his best to look unfazed as the raccoon lowered his musky rump closer to the wolf's muzzle. He grunted and blew another loud fart right in the wolf's nose for a good five seconds. This raccoon was disgusting. Every time he farted, his anus would open and his butt cheeks would jiggle slightly. The wolf began to growl as the stench began burning his nose hairs. The raccoon simply giggled and squatted so his ass cheeks were pressing against the wolf's nose. The wolf began to panic as he stared into the raccoon's fat rump. He didn't know how much more he could bear of this creature's disgusting gas. The raccoon turned his head around and grinned deviously at the wolf as he blasted a stinky fart right in his nose. The wolf closed his eyes and grimaced as the smell of rotten eggs and anal musk continued to burn his nose hairs and the raccoon's buttocks vibrated against his muzzle slightly. The raccoon wasn't done yet, though. He wiggled his rotund buttocks in the wolf's face and sat down on his muzzle, causing a muffled scream from the wolf. The trio laughed as the raccoon ripped a huge fart right on the wolf's face, causing him to thrash his head helplessly. He couldn't free himself; the raccoon had pinned his head down. Then the raccoon ripped one last loud fart in his face for about nine seconds, causing the wolf to cough and retch horribly. The trio was laughing uncontrollably at the wolf's dismay. The raccoon wiggled his ass against the wolf's snout, his anus rubbing against the wolf's nose, causing the wolf to cough and thrash his head under the raccoon's rump. The raccoon then stood up and strutted back toward the group, laughing and high-pawing them triumphantly. The wolf sighed happily. He thought it was over at last. But when he saw the Lucario strutting toward him with an equally menacing grin, his hopes died down.
The Lucario stood over him, smiling evilly as his red eyes met his. The humiliated wolf snarled and glared up at him. He had been tortured enough by these vile creatures, but he's not going to let them know that they've humiliated him. The Lucario laughed softly and turned around, and the wolf groaned with disgust. The Lucario had one of the largest, fattest asses he had ever seen. The Lucario squatted, his fat, light blue ass cheeks just an inch from the wolf's muzzle, and blew a loud fart right in his nose for seven seconds. The wolf grimaced as the Lucario's buttocks jiggled in his face from the fart, hacking at the strong, horrid odor. This Lucario was much worse than the raccoon, and had far worse smelling farts. The Lucario laughed as he squatted even lower, his fat, blue rump pressing against the wolf's face. The wolf's eyes widened with dismay as the Lucario grunted and ripped a bombastic fart right in the wolf's face. The wolf groaned as he felt the Lucario's ass cheeks jiggle around his face, the acrid stench causing him to cough violently and his eyes to water. It looked like the wolf was crying. The Lucario got up for a moment for the Deer and Raccoon to see, and they began howling with laughter. The wolf stood there, humiliated and in despair. Then the Lucario slammed his ass down on his face with all his force. The wolf yelped and whimpered in pain as his fat rump hit his face with a loud 'smack!' The Lucario was too heavy to be sitting on his muzzle, and the wolf could only breathe in his horrid anal musk. The Lucario wiggled his ass on the wolf's face and blasted a loud fart right in his face. The wolf groaned as his eyes began to water even further, turning red from the strong, noxious gas. The dismayed wolf's condition was worsened when the Lucario pushed his anus against the wolf's snout, causing his nose to enter the Lucario's tight anus. The wolf screamed as he nearly puked from the disgusting scent. Then the Lucario farted right in his nose for a whole ten seconds. The wolf was getting delirious from the gas; his vision was blurred and he thought he was going to pass out. The Lucario giggled as he grinded his filthy rump against the wolf's face, making sure the scent of his musk was burned into his nose for a long while. The wolf laid there and dared not open his mouth or stick out his tongue.
When the Lucario sat up, the wolf was broken. His face smelled horrible. His eyes were red and streaming with tears from the acrid gas. The Lucario wiggled his rear at the wolf one last time and trotted over to the others. When the deer walked up to him, the wolf broke. Real tears streamed down his face as he pleaded for the torture to cease.
"P-please! Just stop! Haven't you humiliated me enough? Just let me go, and I'll never bother any of you ever again!" The wolf pleaded.
The deer stood there, smirking evilly. "I cannot do that just yet. You need to be taught a lesson."
The deer turned around and squatted, revealing his anus to the wolf, pressing it against his muzzle. "Now lick it."
The wolf whimpered, sticking his tongue out unwillingly and licking around the ring of the deer's anus, causing the deer to moan in ecstasy as he stroked his thick, hard cock. The wolf tried his best to keep the vomit down his throat as he licked the deer's tight anus. He had been humiliated and beaten by his prey. Now he was stuck licking his nemesis' asshole. The wolf whimpered softly as the deer's anus unclenched, causing his tongue to slip inside. The wolf gagged and coughed as he tasted his disgusting anus, the deer's cock fully erect and throbbing, leaking pre into his paw. The wolf knew he wasn't going near these disgusting animals ever again. Suddenly, the deer moaned loudly as he turned around, his cock facing the wolf's face, and shooting his hot seed all over the wolf. The wolf yelped as hot seed shot into his maw, nose and eyes, the deer staring at him, a pleased smirk on his face. The raccoon and the Lucario walked over near the wolf too, staring at him.
"You're nothing but a filthy cumrag, and that's all you'll ever be good for," the deer began, anger in his voice. "You're lucky I didn't stomp you to death with my hoof. Now, if you ever set foot near us again, we're going to tell the whole forest about this. And trust me; I think they will get a kick out of this." All three of them laughed hysterically as they took the restraints off the wolf. The wolf, free at last, looked back at the trio. They were still laughing at him. The humiliated wolf walked solemnly out of the clearing with his tail between his legs. I'm sure as hell not coming to this part of the woods anymore. Thought the wolf, and he trotted back toward home with his head held low.
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