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WARNING: to my normal readers, this story is EXTREAMLY gory and bloody. if you don't like that stuff don't read.

if your not 18 you shouldn't have clicked the botton saying you were t get here, lier.

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Tears streamed down her cheeks as Sara sat alone in her apartment. She looked down again at the photo in her lap, its face now dotted with tears. "How could you mark?" she sobbed. The man she had loved more than anything had left her for a younger girl, barley over a kitten. She wiped more tears from the snow white fur of her cheeks, sniffling as laid down on her bed. 'if only I was stronger' she thought, her grief mutating, as such things always do, to hate 'I would show him, I'll find me a better man, then he will be sorry' she sighed, she wasn't confident enough to do that, not strong enough. 'I would give anything to be different, to be stronger.' she whispered into the empty room.

"Anything?" a voice rumbled from seemingly all around Sara. She yelped, rolling off the bed and scrambling into the corner.

"w-who's there, what do you want?!" she reached onto the dressier and grabbed a flower vase, holding it warningly in front of her.

"I want to help you," the voice growled and echoed all at once "I can give you what you want, revenge!" a red haze filled the room; the air became thick and suffocating. A cold sweat began to dampen Sara's fur as she shivered with fear. a red fog now covered the floor before her, and what's worse, things moved in that fog, brushed against her legs as she huddled in fear in the corner.

Her breath caught in her throat as a figure materialized in the mist. A wolf, large and powerful, beautiful and horrible, majestic and terrible, came towards her. She could be nothing but stare, even her breath was frozen. The wolf's fur as the color of blood, and his eyes were a black void, a void that seemed to suck the life from her, to steal her soul with only a look. A last she found the will to speak, and what she said shocked her even more. "Revenge, how, how can I do it, and what must I do?"

The figure spoke again, yet his mouth didn't move, his voice came from all around her "pledge your soul to me, and I shall give you the power you desire." he held out to her a scroll. As she took the scroll, looking at it briefly, she began to shack her head "no, I- I don't want to give up my soul." The wolf held out his hand to take the contract. As he took the paper from her, her finger was cut on the shard edge as it left her hand. She pulled her hand back, suckling her injured digit. A single drop of blood stained the bottom the contract, right above the line next to an X.

She looked up at him, and her blood froze as she looked at his grin. The things in the mist began to writhe more around her, began to slither around her legs and creep up her body. She screamed and kicked at the mysterious things, but they were powerful and held her tight. Tentacles rose from the fog, moving closer to her. "No! I didn't agree to this, let me go!" the fog grew thicker, she could no longer see her room, but the eyes were there, watching her. The tentacles squirmed under her cloths, wrapping around and groping her body as she struggled in there grasp. She felt her dress and undergarments rip from her body, the tentacles slid over her sex, coiling around her breasts as she screamed and fought against them.

The tentacles began to pull her limbs straight, leaving her spread wide. She howled in pain as she felt as if she would be torn apart, and still the eyes stared and mocked her. From no where something lashed out at her, striking her side. She screamed as she felt warm blood gush from the rent flesh, staining her white fur an ugly red. Another tactical lashed out at her, this time striking her thigh. Over and over they assaulted her, the ones that didn't cut her left terrible bruises. A large one smashed against her sex, striking her there again and again, another whipping across her breasts. This continued for seemingly forever, and then all at once it stopped. The tentacles still held her, but they went slack, allowed her to rest. She moaned and writhed in pain; she was lying in a pool of cold blood, and was beginning to stick to her fur. Her cunt was purple and badly swollen, as were her breasts.

She whimpered and cried softly 'what have I done' she thought to her self. Powerful hands griped her arms as the tentacles released her. She opened her eyes and looked up at the wolf, the black void of his eyes burned her soul as she quivered in his grasp "p-please, no more." she pleaded, but she could see her words fall on deaf ears. He bent his head down, sucking one of her breasts into his mouth, his tongue assaulting her bruised nipple. She whimpered and squirm under him, her breasts aching. Her head whipped back with a scream as sharp fangs punctured her flesh, blood flowing from holes in her breast, only to be licked away by the wolf. She could feel his member as it rested, fully erect, on her stomach. His tongue trailed up her neck and cheek, leaving a bloody smear trailing it, then forced into her maw. She arched her back, struggling as he sucked her tongue, his own sliding down her throat. She could taste her blood on his lips.

And then the tentacles were there again. She felt the first at her sex, the head pushing forcefully at her opening, trying to force the swollen lips to open. Sharp, burning pain shot through her sex as it slowly squirmed inside her, the vile appendage slithering deep into her body. Rough hands massaged and kneaded her breasts violently as he chuckled. Her feet kicked wildly and her body jerked and spasmed in pain. A second tentacle joined the first inside her sex as another prodded at her tail hole. She begged him with her eyes, whimpering and sobbed as her hands tried to pull the first tactical from her body. She felt more pressure at her ass as it mocked her, then proceeded to violate her tail hole as well. There was a pop as it pushed in, followed by a wet squish as blood flowed down the tentacles length from her torn anus, her hips were jerked back and forth as the tentacles pumped into her pussy and ass.

He broke his kiss with her, a trail of bloody saliva hanging between there two tongues. "Enough playing, time for the real fun." the wolf growled. The tentacles in her cunt pulled out of her, there lengths slick with her blood, as did the one in her ass. She lied on the floor, panting and gasping, her throat hoarse form screaming. She was lifted up by her wrists, her back pressed to his chest as she was slowly lowered. at first her mind was too numb to realize what was happening, but as the giant head of his cock, nearly the size of a grape fruit, pressed against her sex her mind became alert once more "please, I beg you anything but that, I can't possible survive taking something so big, you'll kill me, please-"the tentacles held her wrists as his hands grabbed her waist. With deliberate slowness he forced her down on him.

agony unlike she had ever known seared at her mind, as his head tried to force into her cunt she felt her legs forced wider apart to try and accommodate him, at last she heard a muffled pop as her legs were dislocated, allowing him just enough to enter her. Her lips shred, and shred, and finally tore open wide up her stomach. The walls of her pussy stretched as wide as they could, ripping in many places as he forced as much of his cock into that would fit. At last he forced right into her womb, totally filling it and making a huge bulge in her belly. She screamed and cried, Even as he stopped and she was allowed a moments rest things only got worse. As she moaned and whimpered impaled on his cock she felt his hands roaming her body, caressing her curves and breasts. in a strong grip he seized her breasts as he began thrusting in and out of her ruined cunt, blood gushed in all directions from her sex as more flowed down her breasts and stomach. Sharp claws dig into her breasts as he fondled them, molesting them roughly while he fucked her broken cunt.

"Your wonderfully tight my dear, I can't wait to see what else is as tight." he thrust wildly into her, she could feel her organs turning to pulp as he did and she wondered how she was still alive. As he fucked into her he came without warning, hot seed like pure lava poured into her body, filling her womb to capacity. Her insides bloated painfully as she was filled, she groaned as her belly inflated past what she thought possible. Then her eyes went wide as the inevitable happened. Like a water balloon she felt her womb burst, allowing his seed to poison the rest of her body. The torrent was so strong that soon the open gashes on her body began to leak cum as well. He ripped his cock from her even as he continued to cum, letting it spray the front of her body and face. Once the torrent had stopped she was immediately bent over a table, her face being slammed against the surface, causing a trickle of blood to run from her nose. She felt the tentacles seize her arms again, pulling them to either side and nearly off her body. she felt another push at her lips, she turned her head one way then another trying to get it away, but her mouth opened on its own as a hand grabbed her tail bending it all the way back and pulling her head back at the same time. Her back was arched painfully back as she screamed, allowing the tactical into her mouth. Her tail popped and snapped before it encircled her neck, breaking a second time as it was tied into a knot around her throat, making her keep her back arched or choke to death. The tactical slid down her throat; it must have been the one in her tail hole from the taste of blood and other foul things. It slid all the way into her stomach, cutting off her air for several seconds before pulling out to give her a breath then pump back in.

She felt his nose, cold as death, touch at her ear as they lay flat on her skull. He whispered into them "its time for the best part." a sharp claw tip entered her tail hole, she winced in pain as he probed her sore pucker. The claw came away only to be replaced by the head of his cock. She tried to beg and plead, to tell him that would kill her, to beg for her life, but it wouldn't have mattered. She screamed over the tactical as he grabbed her hips, she shut her eyes tight and braced her self. With a single grunt he forced the full length of his member into her bowls, blood sprayed violently across his body, leaving streaks of blood across his chest, belly, and thighs. Her howls of agony were muffled by the tactical, which picked up speed. The pain was so great she was sick, retching over the tactical, blood, cum and vomit covering the end of the table. With each thrust she retched a bit more, until it was pure blood. Bone crunched as her pelvis was shattered, her ass torn so wide it met her pussy in one large slit. Claw marks racked her chest and belly as he fondled her breasts.

And then it happened, the wolf through his head back and howled as he came again, harder than before. He squeezed her breasts hard, so hard they were crushed in his grip, ripping to shreds. Cum flooded her broken body, seeped into her guts and organs, making her body swell. The tactical sprayed cum into her throat as well, as other tentacles unloaded over her body. She could feel the pressure inside her grow, cum finding any exit it could as it sprayed powerfully from every cut on her body like a water hoes full of holes. She knew this was it, she was going to die. The tears that ran down her cheeks stopped, only to be replaced by thick cum as it dripped from her nose and ears as well. She could feel it under her flesh as it forced between skin and muscle. She closed her eyes and gave thanks it was over, then let out a final ear piercing scream as her skin and flesh shred to ribbons, cum exploding from each tare. Even as she began to black out she was aware of being dumped onto the ground, lying in a pool of blood and cum.

Just before the darkness took her she heard his voice in her mind "you will have your revenge, but your payment has just begun."

Sara sat bolt up right in her bed, her body covered in a cold sweat. She looked around, she was in her apartment, the photo of her boyfriend lay crumpled on the floor. She looked down at her self, but she wasn't hurt, not a mark on her. But she knew, she felt it in her soul that something was different, and that had not just been a dream. She picked up the photo, opening it up and laying it on the bed. Her paws stroked her naked body, a new confidence in her beauty. She gasped softly as her paw ran over her sex, and she couldn't help be feel a powerful wave of exdacy spared through her body. She began to stroke it lightly as she stared at the photo, grinning to her self as she slowly pushed one finger into her sex. "Your going to pay, mark," she moan, driving deeper into her cunt as her sweet nectar dripped over her paw. "I'll teach you just what you get when you screw with Me." she moaned louder, inserting another finger into her body and manipulating her most sensitive spot. She panted and moaned as she worked her self to an orgasm, imagining all the things she would do to him.

She rolled over on her back, bringing her tail around and shredding her pussy open as the dexterous limb shot into her tight confines. She arched her back, groaning and writhing as the hairs of her tail tickled her g-spot and inner walls. Her ass lifted off the bed as she added a couple fingers to join her tail, her free paw kneaded her soft breasts. Her tongue lulled from her mouth as she bucked into the air, finally she grunted and cried out "I'll make you pay, mark!" she came hard into her paw, drenching her tail and soaking the bed sheets. She collapsed onto the bed, panting and mewing softly in the after glow of the best orgasm she had had in a long time.