{"sf1_id":687411,"sf2_id":null,"title":"A Walk in the Woods","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":1224,"posted_at":"2014-04-01T19:03:00.000Z","tags":["Bestiality","Cub","Forest","Human","M/F","Rape","Underage","Vaginal","Wolf","loli"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/687411-a-walk-in-the-woods","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/687411","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=687411\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#2 of Twisted Tales\n\nThis is the way my mind works. I am doing other things, and something like this pops into it, demanding attention. I wrote this just now, in a hour's time. I've written bits like this in the past and have normally deleted them. Writing them down is the only way of getting them out of my head. As for the content, I blame it on editing out the Unexpected Summer chapters. Those stories are a bad influence! On the other hand, this is by far the shortest story I have ever written.","content":"                Her\nmother looked at her proudly. \"You're growing up fast! Still, I think it's a\nbad idea for you to go to your grandmother's alone. The forest is a dangerous\nplace and especially so for a young girl such as yourself.\"                She was\nright of course. Mothers always were. The forest was a hotly contested area.\nThe humans made it as if it were their very own, and the wolves held to the\nrule of first claim. Both species were stubborn and so there was much friction\nbetween them. Violence was known to break out at the drop of a hat. Sometimes a\nhat was unneeded.                \"I'll\nbe fine mother! May I wear the cape she made for me? She will be so thrilled to\nsee it on me!\"                \"Yes\ndear, I will send you with it on. It will bring tears of happiness to her eyes.\"                So it\nwas that the youngster set off on her perilous journey. In the crook of her arm\nwas a basket of gifts for her grandmother. She knew the way, for she had gone\nwith her parents on several occasions. It was over the hill, then through the\nwoods. It was dark, but as a group, there was less of a chance in getting\nattacked. On the other hand, one small female might just make it unnoticed by\nthe evils lurking in the woods.                She\nkept to the lighted path, knowing that it both exposed her to being seen and at\nthe same time illuminating any dangers that might be lurking. She made good\ntime, though she did keep her eyes and ears open to pitfalls and dangers.                 The\nbirds were busy singing, the bees were buzzing, butterflies flew overhead, and\nall was good in the forest. Here and there frogs croaked and peeped, snails crawled\nsilently along the ground, and even the crickets chirped happy little songs.\nThe flowers soon proved to be a distraction, in their myriad of colors and\nforms. What child wouldn't fall for such a lovely display of beauty?                Thus\ndistracted, she never noticed that she was being watched. The woods had eyes,\nand those they belonged to were often up to no good. Being distracted was a\npoor excuse for ignoring your personal safety.                 The\nattack came without warning. It was simple and decisive. One moment she was\nhappily frolicking in the meadow and the next her cape was over her head and\nthe ties knotted tightly around her neck. She could breath but she couldn't see.\nShe tried to scream, put the cords were pulled tighter.                \"Cry if\nyou must, but I have no qualms about strangling you were you are.\"                She cut\nshort her call for help. Whoever this was, they meant business.                \"That's\nbetter. You know, you go through these woods like you own them. I think that's\nrather bold, don't you?\"                She\ngulped and said nothing.                \"Good\nanswer! Now, what shall I do with you? I have killed your kind before; it's\neasy really. I could kill you too. Then I could be on my way. Should I kill\nyou?\"                She\ngulped again. \"No.\" Her voice was small and quiet.                \"No?\nThen what should I do with you? I could eat you; meat isn't so plentiful that I\nwould pass up even a morsel such as yourself. But I guess that would require\nkilling you first. You seem to have something against that.\"                She\nwhimpered but said nothing.                \"Hmmm.\nYou are a quiet one, aren't you? I like that. In fact, I can say that I like\nyou well enough that I'm going to do you a favor.\"                \"You\nare?\" she asked incredulously.                \"Why\nsure! I mean, I am hungry,\" and she heard his stomach growl, \"but I'm not\ntotally unfeeling. I don't suppose you've ever done me or my kind any harm. So\nI should extend you a favor. You see, there is a decree that whenever I find\none of your kind, I am by law expected to kill it. I do my best to avoid\nconfrontation, but I have had my share of run-ins. I have opened jugulars and gashed\nopen bellies. But you, you're different. Still, I can't seem to find it in my\nheart to just let you go.\"                She\nwaited. It seemed as though he was thinking. She started to squirm, hoping to\nget loose. She felt a smack on the back of her head. \"Hold still!\"                When he\nmoved again, she again sought to scramble away. She was shoved to the ground and\nheld in place. His weight returned, but in a different way. She was young, but it\ndidn't take long for her to figure out his plan. She tried crying for help one\nmore. The cords tightened until she passed out.                 When\nshe came to, he was still on top. \"Oh, have we decided to wake up? That's good!\nI didn't want to get started without you!\"                She\ncould feel something pressing against her private spot. She knew all about what\nit was there for, but until this day had never considered having sex. Now she\nwas going to be inducted by someone she couldn't see. She was going to be raped\nby one of the wrong species!                He\npushed, painfully pressing her onto the ground. She had seen a cock before, but\nonly her brother's. This one felt like a cow bone. It was hard and thick. And\nto make matters worse, he was forcing it inside her. She tried struggling\nagain, but to no avail.                 It felt\nlike it was tearing her up. Finally, he could force it in no more. He let out a\nsigh.\"God you're tight!  I guess I've been missing some great\nopportunities. This is going to make me rethink what I do with my free time.\nKilling is all well and good, but fucking is better!\"He held her down for what seemed\nlike an eternity. She could feel his heat inside her, his manhood churning away\nat her tender insides. He would push in hard and she could feel her body\nstretch under his attack. Her hips felt like they were being splayed into a new\nconfiguration, and she wondered, if she survived, whether she would ever walk\nproperly again.The sweet smell of crushed flowers\ncontrasted with the sharpness of her pain. It was as if he would never finish\ntorturing her. Her toes curled as her hands and feet dug into the soft loam.\nHer cape was going to be ruined. That seemed to bother her more than anything else.\nSomehow, she knew she was going to die when it was all over.When he finished, she though he was\ngoing to tear her apart. He went mad, grinding into her with savage force. She could\nfeel the heat inside her rise, and his meat convulse and spill forth hot  fluid. He fell on top of her, panting hot\nbreath on the back of her neck.After a while, he pulled out,\ngrunted something and stood. \"That was the best fuck I've ever\nhad. All this time and it never occurred to me. I'll need to be on the lookout\nfrom now on. Who would ever have thought a wolf would be so much fun?\"The woodsman tightened the belt on\nhis pants, grabbed his axe and walked away. "}