{"sf1_id":4032,"sf2_id":"nGE0gzje","title":"Into The Beast","author":"TakumaRaccoon/ebonWolf","words":5145,"posted_at":"2004-11-13T07:22:00.000Z","tags":["Adventure","Bestiality","Dog","Human","M/F","Wolf","Zoophilia"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/4032-into-the-beast","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/nGE0gzje","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=4032\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"Into the Beast  \nby TakumaRaccoon  \n  \nwarning warning this series has an extreme amount of Sexual relations between humans, animals and anthropomorphic animals. If your under18 and don't like these kind of stories hurry press the back button shutdown windows XP or ME, win98 and go out side and play with your friends kiddies  \n  \n  \nChapter 1: Thinking about oblivion  \nThe sun was going down again, hopefully for the last time. David was camped on the  \nedge of a small clearing near a quiet little lake, gazing into the warm glow of a fire pit.  \nHe was not seeing the fire though, he was seeing a beautiful German shepherd bitch  \nchasing a stick he'd just thrown. He marveled at the grace of her motion as she swung  \n'round and came trotting back to him, smiling with the stick in her mouth. David was  \nlooking into the past, at memories and ghosts.  \n  \n\"Ah, Aurel, how beautiful you were, my darling,\" David mumbled into the fire.  \nA breeze was blowing, barely perceptible, casting ripples of golden light across the lake.  \nIt's a remote place far up in some foothills somewhere. They used to come here, Aurel  \nand David, to escape the noise and turbulence of the city, to return to the simple way for  \na while, to relax. But that wasn't happening here tonight, tonight there was only one way  \nto find peace and after a few more swigs of rum he'd have the nerve to achieve it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Daylight was fading from the sky as the last sliver of the sun's golden disk sank behind  \nthe hills. Clouds of crimson and gold celebrated the suns passing. The firs and pines of  \nthe old growth forest blanketing these ancient hills became dark shadows as night spread  \nout its wings. This was one of the few remaining places that had not been logged off  \nyears ago. T here was a k ind of primordial air about the place.  \n  \nDavid would ha ve thought that all of this was very beautiful, if only Au rel had been  \nthere. This had been their favorite place together, even before Dante had been born. But  \nAurel was gone now, dead, murdered, along with her son Dante.  \n  \nHe was remembering back, six years ago when they camped near this very spot. It was  \nmorning, he hadn't completely woken up yet and he thought he heard the sound of  \nwolves. A sound that echoed in his mind, as if he had been dreaming.  \n  \nHe rolled over and felt for Aurel, who usually slept right there next to him. She wasn't  \nthere. David had tethered Aurel to a tree to keep her from wandering too far off during  \nthe night. Aurel loved to explore, sometimes a little too enthusiastically for her own  \ngood. Then he heard a grunting sound and looking in the direction it came from was  \namazed to see his mate, Aurel, tail to tail with a large black wolf only twenty feet away.  \nShe was tied with him, mating! David couldn't believe what he saw.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He remained quiet as he didn't want to startle them. Mentally he tried to figure when Aurel's last heat had  \noccurred. Yeah, it had been a bout six months ago, and he hadn't noticed it coming on this time. But this wolf obviously had!  \n  \nHe thought this was kind of cool. After a few minutes they broke their tie. The wolf  \nlicked at his genitals for a moment and then licked Aurel's muzzle like he was kissing  \nher. Then he turned and sauntered off into the woods. Aurel sat back, lick ed her swollen  \nvulva for a bit, and then looked quizzically up at David with her tongue lolling out in a  \npanting smile.  \n  \n\"You beautiful slut, you,\" David told her, \"I go to sleep for a few hours and your out here  \nmaking it with the locals!\"  \n  \nDavid smiled at these thoughts, but then he remembered the present and the smile faded  \nto a frown, the frown became a look of pain, and he felt the warmth of a tear roll down  \nhis cheek. Suddenly his breath caught in his throat and pressure filled his chest. His  \nthoughts had changed, he had failed her, had failed everything.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The stars began to sparkle in the prussian blue of night, but he saw only betrayal in the  \ngathering shadows, ghost-like images of a dead lovers eyes. He had been careless and it  \nhad cost Aurel and her half-wolf son Dante their lives - and also his very soon now.  \nSuddenly he stood up and burst out with a curse, \"Damn it to hell! You stupid fuck!\" The  \nwords echoed across the lake and came back at him like a confirmation. Then a moan of  \nregret rose from the depth of his spirit, followed u pon by a prim al growl of hate directed  \nat himself and at the world of men.  \n  \nDavid reached down and grabbed for the bottle of rum sitting by his feet, raising it to his  \nlips he took a long swig, then coughed, gasped for breath, and stumbled over to the Ford  \nRanger parked nearby. Opening the passenger door, he withdrew a small black leather  \ncase from the glove box. It contained a Browning 9mm pistol, an d as he beheld the case  \nhe was sure that tonight the pain would end a t last. He'd made up his mind to it!  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \nDavid Collin had been a veterinary student just a few months away from completion of  \nhis studies, he was looking forward to graduation. Being one not to let things slide, he  \nhad already contacted several clinics for employment possibilities and had been receiving  \nsome interesting replies. Bu t that was a nother thing of the past in a world now gone.  \nDamn these thoughts. Shaking his head with disgust, David kicked at the ground and  \ncursed again under his breath, slowly he walked toward the fire pit.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Now David Collin was a loser and convicted animal sex abuser. Distrusted by everyone  \nbecause of his record. He stood near a lake in the darkness contemplating oblivion and  \nthe quickest way to put a n end to his pain once and for all.  \n  \nBack at the fire pit he sat down on the chunk of log he'd been using as a chair. He sat the  \ngun case on the ground off to one side. He Picked up a Coleman lantern he had filled  \nwith white gas earlier, pumped it a few times and then searched his left coat pocket for  \nthe box of waterproof stick matches he kept there. He Opened the box without taking it  \nfrom his pocket, and removed a match. striking the match on a rock bordering the fire pit,  \nhe brought it up quickly to the lantern as it ignited. Turning the fuel knob on the lantern,  \nhe could faintly hear the hiss of the gas shoot into the mantle, with a pop the lantern  \nflashed as it took flame. He adjusted the lantern to the proper setting, sat it on the ground  \nnext to the gun case and then stared at it as his thoughts once again wandered into the  \npast.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The worst thing of all was the loss of Aurel and Dante. The murder of his loves was a  \ntear in his soul that would never heal. The thoughts of losing them brought tears to his  \neyes and built a knot in his chest so painful that he felt he might pass out. David wanted  \nto die, he missed them that badly. He missed their companionship, their soft fur against  \nhis skin, and their ecstatic joy upon his arrival. Everything around his home reminded  \nhim of them and of how badly he wanted them back.  \n  \nDavid's life was a shamble on virtually every level, so what reason had he to live, to go  \non with these memories and broken dreams? No, it would be so much better to feel  \nnothing forever! He was crying again and he hated it, but memories continued to torture  \nhim.  \n\\* \\* \\*  \nDavid's big mistake had been appearances. Something he wanted to maintain for his  \nfamily and friends. You see, he had never been attracted to women. He wasn't gay, he  \nsimply didn't find his fellow human beings attractive. It didn't matter if they were male or  \nfemale. What he did find attractive were dogs, especially large dogs. Again it didn't  \nmatter, male or female. He knew that this was unusual, but he couldn't help himself, he  \nlonged to be with dogs, to play with them, sleep with them, and yes, even mate with  \nthem. He was physically, mentally, and sexually attracted to dogs and this seemed quite  \nnatural to him, it always had.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He knew that no one else could possibly understand, hell, he didn't really understand it  \nhimself, he worried about appearances, he was thirty-one and hadn't ever had a girl  \nfriend. He didn't know exactly why, but it bothered him to be thought of as gay. This was  \nreally silly he knew, especially considering his actual sexual orientation, but it troubled  \nhim nonetheless.  \n  \nHe had spent some time on his home computer surfing the Internet and while looking for  \nanimal ma ting pictures had discovered some chat rooms and forums with people who felt  \njust like he did about animals. This blew his mind while making him quite happy. So  \nhappy in fact, he took the online nickname, Happy dog. It was online that he learned that  \nhe was, what these people called, a zoophile.  \n  \nAnd then Angela Harris came into his life. It was because of appearances! Angela was  \nthe worst thing that had ever happened to David. He wanted to kill her almost as much as  \nhe wanted to kill himself. Angela's pettiness had led to his outing, his exposure to the  \nworld, the loss of his true loves, and the loss of his life. But David had resolved to let  \nAngela live, he hoped that by knowing what she had driven him to, she might suffer with  \nguilt for the rest of her life. David had left a special note on the dashboard of his truck to  \nAngela thanking her for his ticket to oblivion.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The fire was beginning to burn down and die out. T he air was turning chill and the trees  \ntook on a silver cast from the full moon that rose into the sky. In the distance, David  \ncould hear the lonely call of a wolf.  \n  \nOn other nights he would have found the howl a mystical and beautiful sound, it was  \nhaunting and lonely and free, but on this night it brought only more pain.  \nDavid took another swig of rum and then grabbed a couple small logs and threw them  \nonto the glowing coals in the fire pit, after smoking briefly, little orange flames began to  \ndance around the edges of the dry wood.  \n  \nDavid had spent only four months courting Angela but it seemed like forever. Never had  \nhe taken to task such an extremely boring and futile activity. Although she was intelligent  \nand interesting to talk with, David just couldn't achieve any deep feelings for her. He  \nknew that she was waiting for him to move their relationship up to the next level. She had  \nhinted several times about wanting to spend the night with him or of taking a trip to the  \ncoast to spend the weekend there together. David knew what she really wanted, but he  \nwas afraid of what she might learn about him if pressed into a service he couldn't  \nperform. David had changed the subject rather tactfully on many of these occasions, but  \neventually Angela cornered him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; On a Saturday evening, while ta king dinner at a favorite bar and grill, Angela set her  \nmind upon getting her way. David's resistance was defeated by her stubbornness, so  \nfinally he gave in and invited her to his home for the evening. He told her that he would  \nlike her to meet his dogs and that they all could snuggle up in front of the TV. Angela  \nsaid that she loved dogs and David thought yeah, but probably not a s much as me. David  \nreally didn't want to do this. He was having second thoughts about keeping up appearances.  \nHe should have listened to these thoughts, but then you know what they say about hindsight.  \n  \nThe howl of the wolf interrupted his thoughts again and it sound ed a little closer this  \ntime. David raised the bottle of rum again to his lips, but suddenly he was struck by a  \nviolent vision of Dante.  \n  \nSuch a beautiful dog Dante had been. Five years old and such a wonderful friend! Dante  \nhad been the first born pup of Aurel's only litter. The product of the wolf Aurel had  \nmated with on that morning six years ago.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Dante had three brothers and three sisters, all beautiful pups. David had held Aurel's paw  \nas she gave birth to each one, he had even taken a week sick leave from his part time job  \nand school to make sure he was with her when they were born. David had no trouble  \nfinding good homes for the pups, even though he was so very reluctant to give them up.  \nHe grimaced, his hand tightened into a fist around the rum bottle as a vision of Dante, his  \nbody jerking as bullets struck him flooded his mind. He abruptly stood up and shouted at  \nthe darkness \"God damn you, you fucking bastard!\" while involuntarily heaving the half  \nbottle of rum out into the lake. A voice echoed back at him, \"God damn you , you fucking  \nbastard.\" And as the sound of the splash faded, David found that he agreed with those  \nwords.  \n  \nDavid sat down on the log, slumping into a quivering mass with head down, sobbing like  \na baby. He reached for the black leather case and opened it. He withdraws a shiny nickle  \nplated Browning 9mm pistol from the case and popped the clip out of the handgrip.  \nResting the pistol in his lap, he reached back into the case and brought forth a box of high  \npower cartridges. Slowly he opened the box, like it was part of a ritual that he wanted to  \nsavor every moment of.  \n\\* \\* \\*  \nAngela had been visiting David at home for several weeks. They had played around a  \nlittle in bed and he had managed to show her some degree of a good time even though it  \nwas forced. David knew that Angela could feel his insincerity, and this put a strain on an  \nalready difficult relationship. So in order to establish a feeling of trust, he had given her  \nthe key to his house.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; One important thing for David was that Aurel and Dante got along well with Angela.  \nThese two dogs were very protective of their space and would go into a virtual fit  \nwhenever strangers came around.  \n  \nAurel was obviously jealous of Angela though, whenever Angela and D avid would  \ncuddle she would push in between them . The problem was that Angela didn't lik e this,  \nand although David didn't like it, he was forced to put the dogs in the yard during  \nAngela's visits. This added even more stress to Angela and David's relationship.  \n  \n  \nIt was on a Friday morning that David noticed Aurel was entering her heat. David felt he  \nhad not been spending enough quality time with his darling. So when they met at lunch,  \nDavid told Angela that he had some personal things to attend to and that he wouldn't be  \nable to entertain any company that coming weekend. Angela was a little put off but  \nreluctantly accepted this disappointing news. David agreed to call her Sunday night  \nthough, as soon as he got finished with his tasks. She smiled and told him she would be  \nwaiting for his call.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nThat weekend David had the best time in months enjoying the attentions of his bitch  \nAurel and friend Dante. He had to keep Dante in a run he had built in the back yard  \nduring Aurel's heat to avoid letting the son get too interested in the mother. This made  \nDante a little frustrated but David would see to his need s just a s he did Aurel's. It was a  \nvery busy and very enjoyable weekend for David and his mates.  \n  \nSunday morning Aurel wanted David's attentions again badly. D avid had serviced her  \ntwice the day before but he was feeling up to the task again. He had just come in from  \nplaying fetch with Dante in the back yard for almost an hour. It seemed that Dante had an  \nendless supply of energy, especially when he smelled Aurel's heat in the air as well as all  \nover David during these special times.  \n  \nAfter some very wonderful cuddling on the couch for about a half of an hour, Aurel got  \nup and stretched. She turned her hind quarters toward David and while looking o ver her  \nshoulder she yawned and straiten ed out into a sensual stretch. Then she raised and flexed  \nher tail a couple times, her moist vulva teasing David's interest. Aurel's vulva was  \nswollen, it parted the golden fur directly under her tight ass. David could see the red of  \nher moist clit, tucked just under the lips of her vulva a waiting the caress of his tongue. He  \ncould feel the tightness of an erection already building under his jeans, so he removed  \nthem and his underwear and tossed them on the couch.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Aurel jumped up on the couch and put her paws up on the backrest. David knelt down  \nbehind her, spread the lips of her swollen sex. Very gently he placed his tong ue near her  \ncherry read clitoris and massaged it with his tongue. Aurel moaned then suddenly He  \nfound himself slurping up her juice. After a little more oral , He stood up and massaged  \nhis stiff cock. Aurel was so hot she was backing off the couch in an attempt to press into  \nDavid. He held her in place on the couch by resting his hands on her hips and holding her  \nsteady.  \n  \nDavid massaged the tip of his penis into Aurel's moist vagina and she began to hump  \nslightly. He bent his knees to allow for a better angle while Aurel humped into him. He  \nworked his member gently into her a little bit at a time. He always enjoyed building her  \nanticipation this way before actually mounting her and pressing himself firmly into his  \nmate.  \n  \nHe rocked his hips back and then rocked them forward aga in sliding his cock deep into  \nhis bitch. Aurel's claws dug into the backrest of the couch and a moan of pleasure  \nescaped her. David could feel the muscles of her vagina contract around his cock as he  \npulled back slowly, then reversed the motion and pressed it into her again. He felt his  \nheart racing and adrenaline rushing into his blood. Already he could feel his orgasm  \nbuilding, as his breathing took on the rhythm of his pelvic motion.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He repeated these slow pelvic thrusts a few more times but then thought he heard  \nsomething out in the front yard. He stopped in mid thrust and remained planted deep in  \nhis mate for a few seconds listening. Her vaginal muscles contracted down on him. It  \nmust be a neighbor, he thought and dismissed it because Dante would be barking if a  \nstranger approached the house.  \n  \nDavid resumed riding Aurel with a regular rocking motion of his hips and became lost in  \nthe suction of her tight vagina. Then there was a slam of a door followed right upon by  \nAngela's voice calling out, \"David, it's me, where are you?\"  \n  \nAt that moment he could feel all the blood in his body rush to his face as Angela stepped  \ninto the living room and looked straight at Aurel and himself compromised in a very  \nobvious mating display. The moment seemed like an eternity as Angela looked on in  \nconfusion, starring, disbelieving the scene before her, then she went completely pa le.  \nDavid pulled himself away from Aurel and reached for his jeans. But before he could  \nlook back up Angela's face had taken on the form of a demon scorned. She yelled, \"you  \nsick, disgusting bastard!\" hurled the house key at David and turned toward the door  \nwithout another word.  \nDavid shouted after her, \"Wait, I can explain, please wait!\"  \nAngela slammed the door behind her. David stumbled over his pants trying to run and  \npull them on at the same time. Aurel yelped and jumped behind the couch.  \nDavid reached the door and pulled it open shouting, \"Angela, it's not what you think!\" He  \ndidn't know what else to say.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His appeal was met by the sound of a car engine racing way too fast, belts whined and  \ngears ground as the transmission was forced into reverse. With the squeal of rubber on  \ncement, Angela little red Nissan two-door sedan shot backward out of the driveway,  \nturned, and with another squeal of rubber disappeared down the street leaving a blue  \ncloud to mark it's passing.  \n  \nThis was a nightmare, thought David, as he stood at the door zipping up his jeans. Fear  \nand embarrassment coursed through his brain.  \n\\* \\* \\*  \nDavid pulled a cartridge out of the box and snapped it into the clip. He figured that this  \nshould be enough for the job but then decided to go ahead and fill the clip with all  \nfourteen rounds anyway. He really couldn't justify to himself why he would want to do  \nthis, maybe he was trying to buy a little more time. His memories were unrelenting.  \nWhen the sheriff arrived, David was still trying to get in touch with Angela, but she  \neither hadn't gone home or she wasn't answering her telephone. Dante started barking and  \nthen there was a knock at the front door. David rushed to the door hoping that Angela had  \ncome back. Aurel barked once and David said, \"hush darling, be good now, sit.\"  \nDavid opened the door to find a county sheriff standing there with a clipboard resting on  \nhis well fed belly. Behind him David could see a white utility van with the county animal  \ncontrol decal on the side. On the street right behind the van was a police patrol car with  \nits amber top-lights flashing.  \n\"Mister Collin?\" asked the sheriff, \"are you Mister David Collin?\"  \n\"Yes sir, I am, what's up?\" David replied, even though he knew exactly what was up.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Mr. Collin, we have received a complaint issued by the Humane Society stating that  \nthey have a witness who swears you were seen committing an act of bestiality with one  \nof your dogs,\" Said the sheriff, \"bestiality is illegal in this state, did you know that, sir?\"  \nDavid felt his blood chill, he didn't know what to say, he just looked at the sheriff waiting  \nfor the rest of the bad news.  \n\"Mr. Collin, although I'm not here to arrest you at this time, I've been instructed to aid the  \nHumane Society in transporting your animals to the county animal shelter where they  \nwill be placed in impound and check ed for evidence of sexual abuse,\" said the sheriff.  \n\"You can't do this, they're my dogs,\" David complained, \"Who's saying these things  \nabout me?\"  \n\"That will all come to light at the hearing. Right now I have to impound your animals so  \nthat they can be examined,\" Replied the sheriff, \"I'd appreciate your assistance loading  \n'em up, but I'll be leaving here with 'em one way or the other. Please don't try obstructing  \nme or you'll face more trouble than you already have, sir.\"  \nThat's when hell opened up on earth for David Collin. H e had no choice bu t to let them  \nhave their way and take his loved ones away. He cursed Angela and swore to himself  \nhe'd find a way to get her for this!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; David put Aurel on her leash and led her to the white utility van. The sheriff following at  \nhis heels all along. \"Good bye, darling, I hope it won't be too long before we get this  \nclea red up. Please be a good lady, okay,\" David said to his mate. Aurel licked David's  \nnose in farewell and whined as the door of the van kept her away from her human.  \nDavid was shaking with fear, anger, and worry over the fate of his beloved Aurel and his  \nfriend Dante. Dante picked up on his humans fear and started barking and growling at the  \nsheriff. David begged him to calm down and to be good. But Dante was angry with this  \nman who was causing his human distress, so he continued to growl.  \nThe sheriff became nervous at the sight of a 120 pound wolf looking dog snarling at him  \nso he readied his service revolver just in case.  \n\"That wont be necessary,\" said David.  \n\"What kind of dog is that? \" asked the sheriff, \"Look s like a wolf.\"  \n\"He's part wolf,\" replied David, \"Could you please step back, he's pretty riled up.\"  \n  \nDavid approached the gate to Dante's run, saying, \"Dante, be good! chill buddy!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Dante stopped bar king but the rumble of a low growl continued. David readied the leash  \nand opened the gate. As he moved to slip the collar a round Dante's head, Dante cut loose  \nwith a renewed fit of anger and lunged pa st David toward the sheriff!  \n  \n\"Dante! No! Stop!\" shouted David.  \n  \nBut it was too late, the already nervous sheriff pulled his pistol and pointed it at the  \ncharging beast!  \n  \nDavid cried \"No , please stop!\" just as the first bullet tore into Dante's chest. Dante  \nrecoiled with a yelp, then two more bullets tore into his abdomen as he was thrown back  \nfrom the impact of the first. With each bullet Dante got knocked back a little farther, he  \nfell to the ground kicking and twisting in agony as bright red foam oozed from a chest  \nwound and his nose.  \n  \nThe sheriff fired another round into Dante's skull. M uscle spasms buckled D ante's  \nbleeding body, he mouthed a whine but his punctured lungs had filled with blood so he  \ncouldn't manage it.  \n  \n  \nDavid looked at the sheriff with hate filled eyes, \" You fucking bastard! You killed my  \nmate - my friend! You stupid fat motherfucker!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Dante stretched out as if reaching for David, then he was still; his body went limp. David  \ncollapsed to the ground hugging his friends bloody form, but his friend was no longer  \nthere.  \n  \nThe sheriff stood there with a shocked expression as he said, \"I'm sorry, I really am sorry  \nmister, but he attacked me! They say never let a dog bite! I had no choice!\"  \n\\* \\* \\*  \nShaking, David continued to load the clip with cartridges. After pushing the last one in,  \nhe snapped the clip back into the handgrip and pulled back the action and let it snap  \nforward popping a round into the chamber. David checked to make sure the safety hadn't  \nengaged and turned the pistol in his hand thinking one last time about what lead to this,  \nthe end of his life.  \n  \nThe hearing was convened and it was determined that the dog in question had indeed  \nbeen inseminated by a human being. There was also evidence of dried human semen on  \nthe fur near the dog's anus. A criminal trial was scheduled.  \n  \nAngela testified against David at his trial, she absolutely despised him for what she had  \nwitnessed. David was convicted of bestiality and put on the list of sexual offenders for  \ngood measure. Many people were angry that he didn't get worse treatment than he did  \nand were concerned that he might try to abuse children, as well..  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He was fined two thousand dollars, and sentenced to one year in jail, which was reduced to one year  \nprobation because he was a first time offender. Also, a condition of probation, was that  \nDavid could not have any contact with animals during its term. Aurel was put to death by lethal injection on the grounds that due to her history, she would not be suitable for adoption. There was nothing David could do to save her.  \n  \nDavid felt he had failed his lovers, Aurel and Dante, and they had been murdered for it.  \nHis family and friends turned away from him and he had been expelled from the  \nuniversity due to the nature of the charges against him. Effectively, all of his hope for the  \nfuture had been brought to naught. Time to let go.  \n\\* \\* \\*  \nDavid tilted his head back and pointed the pistol a t the roof of his mouth. H is finger  \ntightened down on the trigger as he considered the stars one last time. Suddenly there was  \na noise and the rustle of bush to his left. Surprised, David turned his head in the direction  \nof the sound and lowered the gun. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a massive black  \nblur bounding toward him. With no time to react, the force of the impact knocked his  \nwind out and threw him to the ground.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The pistol discharged as it was knocked from David's grasp. The gunshot echoed off of  \nthe lake, it's rumble sounded like thunder a sit broke the silence.  \n  \nSomething snarled as it pressed David's body to the ground. Whatever it was it was big!  \nDavid could feel and smell its hot, halitosis breath against his cheek, could feel the  \npressure of fangs surround his neck, feel the hot sticky saliva dripping from the beasts  \nmouth as it held him immobile!  \nAlthough David had been ready to kill himself only moments before, he was now  \nconsumed by a different kind of fear.  \n  \nHe could feel his heart racing, feel blood trying to pulse through the vanes in his neck a s each throb pressed tight against those fangs. Trembling uncontrollably, David broke into a sweat, the saltiness of it stung his eyes as he tried to see what was holding him down. He struggled to move out from under the  \nmass but it was useless, the thing was too big, too strong! He felt his strength drain away, the pressure on his neck depriving his brain of blood and oxygen.  \n.  \nAs the world faded away David thought he heard the beast ask, in a snarling, almost  \nhuman voice, \"do you really want to die?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; This story is not mine it belong to my lover in jail so I give him the credit to him   \n  \n\n"}