{"sf1_id":775877,"sf2_id":null,"title":"A Bearly Tolerable Were","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":2169,"posted_at":"2014-10-30T18:26:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Bear","Feral","Human","Plot Development","Rape","Story Progression","Submission","Werewolf","woods"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/775877-a-bearly-tolerable-were","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/775877","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=775877\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#61 of The Moonrise Chronicles","content":"                After\neating every scrap of meat, the trio prepared to set off for wherever it was\nthat the young wolf was leading them. From what she could determine, he had\nbeen part of a pack at one time. His recent transformation had been on account\nof a bite from Edward. Whether he did it knowingly or not she couldn't say.\nThere were too many changes in his personality for her to keep track of them\nall.\n                Their\ndirection would take them east, into deeper and deeper forests.  The young male prepared to lead the way,\nwhich gave him great confidence. He was just beginning to walk with his tail\nheld high in the air whenEdward poked his nose in his ass. \"I remember this\nsmell from breeding. Can two males breed?\"\n                Before\nhe could answer, Maggie barked out \"Yes!\"\n                The\nyoung male jumped for ward and turned on his tail. \"That's not funny!\"\n                She was\nrolling on the ground consumed by fits of laughter. That lasted right up until the\nbid brute sniffed her backside. \"This odor more familiar. Did you say we've\nmated before?\"\n                \"Yes,\nmore than a few times.\" She was lying, but right now the difference between\nmating and sex was moot.\n                \"Hmmmm.\nWe'll have to jog my memory sometime. Maybe when it quits hurting.\"\n                She\nremembered all too well the instance in the plane and did not want a repeat.\n\"Maybe. But not it your present form. Let's just say it's a little big for my\nbody.\"\n                He sat\nback against a tree and watched his cock grow. He looked at it and then to her.\n\"Looks like you're right. I wonder if that bear is still around. It might be\nbig enough.\"\n                \"If you\nwant to look for him, be my guest.\" She was being sarcastic, forgetting how\nprone he was to suggestions with his present mental state.\n                \"I\nthink you might have something there.\" And with that he was gone.\n                The\nmale, whose name she still had not gotten, looked at her and grinned. \"Why did\nyou do that?\"\n                \"I\ndidn't mean to. I was just kidding.\"\n                \"Is he\nreally your father?\"\n                \"I'm\nadopted. And yes, before you ask, we have sex all the time. But as of late he's\nbeen going through changes. And then the silver bullet thing. He took one straight\nin the head. I think it's still bouncing around in there.\"\n                \"We get\nshot at all the time when we're in a pack. The humans hate us. Where were you\nat to get shot; killing someone's sheep?\"\n                \"Sitting\nin a bar enjoying a meal.\"\n                \"What\nis a bar?\"\n                \"Are\nyou telling me that you have no idea what a bar is? What about a restaurant?\"\n                \"These\nterms are unfamiliar to me. Where can they be found?\"\n                \"In a\ncity.\"\n                \"Those\nare places we avoid.\"\n                Talking\nabout eating struck her with a thought. \"How is it you can eat normal food?\"\n                \"Normal?\"\nShe was about to answer him when an indignant roar came from out of the woods.\n                \"He\nfound the bear I see,\" the male said with a mischievous grin.\n                \"Yes. I\nknow his pain. Now back to food. I had to eat human flesh for a long time, or\ngo hungry. I take it this was not the case with you?\"\n                \"No! I\nhave never attacked a human. Those at the village were nice to me; mostly, but\nI could eat their strange food. I was actually getting to the point that I liked\nit.\"\n                \"I\nstarted out being able to eat it, but then, when I went through my\ntransformation, I couldn't stomach regular stuff. But now I can eat normally\nagain.\"\n                He\nshivered, shaking loose hairs from his coat. \"Eating humans? I don't know. I\nlooked like one, so I don't think I could do it. What about your father?\"\n                \"He has\nonly recently had his transformation.  I\nknow he's eaten some, but he's never killed them for food.\"\n                \"Most\nstrange. But then, I only just became what you see. How did that happen?\"\n                \"His bite.\nDon't ask anything more, because I won't be able to explain it in a way you\nwould understand.\"\n                \"I\nalready know. It's like being granted status from a supreme alpha. I told him\nhe was a supreme.\"\n                Their\nconversation was interrupted by the pained bellows of the bruin. Edward was having\nat it with gusto. Maggie was glad it wasn't her. One time under him when he was\nout of his head was enough.  She knew\ndamn well her ass would never survive that massive tool he called a cock.\n                \"Supreme?\nYeah, I'd say that fits. What else out there would have the audacity to rape a\nfull grown male bear?\"\n                The\nyoung male howled with amusement. \"Not me!\"\n                His\nopinion was well founded, for when the huge werewolf came back into view he was\nstill knotted up, and therefore dragging along the poor bear.  The beast was whimpering like a child, and\nfor good reason. He had gone from the biggest and baddest creature in the\nforest to a werewolf's bitch in less time than it took to blink. His claws\nraked the ground, try to halt his progress, but the knot was too big and the\ncreature too strong for him to fight.\n                Edward\nwasn't paying the least bit of attention to him anymore. He had dumped a few\nloads into the poor thing and he was now ready for something else. He came over\nto the two little pups, as he now thought of them and sat down. The bear was\nstill pawing at the earth. Edward got irritated with him and turned him around onto\nhis back and used him for a stool, his cock still deeply embedded inside.\n                \"I was\nfollowing you little pup, which is why we are here. Where were you going\nagain?\"\n                \"I was\ntrying to find my pack. We are near where they should be this time of year.\"\n                Edward\nbounced up and down a little on the bear, making it groan. \"Do you have proper\nmates in your pack? I think this one here doesn't like what I have to offer.\"\n                \"The\nsupreme alpha dictates who may or may not breed.\"\n                He\nroared with laughter. \"No one dictates anything to me. If you can beat me, you\ncan call the shots. Would you care to try little one?\" He leaned down so far\ninto his face that his cock finally popped out of the bear's ass. There was a\npained yelp from the bruin, and an almost equal one from the young male.\n                \"No\nsir! I'm just telling you how it is.\"\n                \"Nope!\nYou were just telling me how it was.\nLet's go find this pack of yours. It seems I should be somewhere different\nright now, and I feel that I have something else I should be doing, but the\nhell if I can figure out what it is.\"\n                It was\nnow four who were traveling, for the bear found it had little choice in the\nmatter. While free from the recent penetration, it was made clear that he would\nstick with the group or else suffer more humiliation. Of course, Edward didn't\nthink of it as humiliation, just breeding. In his head, he wasn't getting the\nfacts straight as to how that worked.\n                The\nyoung male was in a delightful mood, and was even more so when he found he\ncould shift from one form to another. He found he preferred the wolf form, and\nit was certainly the best one to have out here in the wilderness. The girl had\ntaken a form larger than his, and her father, or mate, or whatever she called\nhim, well he was absolutely enormous. \n                The\nbear followed them meekly, his hind quarters swinging gingerly as he walked.\nMaggie stifled a laugh. She knew his pain firsthand. On the other hand, her\nnatural ability to heal far outweighed his. He was going to be walking like he\nhad been ridden hard for the next day or so, because he had in fact been ridden\nhard.\n                She\nwasn't quite certain where they were heading. After talking with the young\nmale, who only seemed to have a name given to him by the humans, she found out\nthat they were searching within the domain of his former pack. Everything\naround them was claimed territory.\n                \"How\nfar does the pack range?\" she asked.\n                \"I\ndon't how to answer that. Far, I guess. I don't keep track of human names for\nthings, but I do remember that a few years back there was trouble at one place called\nVerkhoyansk. That was before my time with the pack, but they say that the\nsupreme alpha gathered a multitude together for a conference. Food ran scarce\nas you can imagine and they had to hunt in human territory. A lot of wolves\nwere killed, though none like us, just the regular sort. It is still remembered\nas a sad time.\"\n                \"How\nmany had gathered?\"\n                \"I\ndon't know. They say somewhere around four or five hundred, but that place is a\nfar ways off.\"\n                \"So\nthis alpha has that much power; to gather such a large number together in one\nplace?\"\n                \"She\ngrowls and we obey.\"\n                \"But\nyou were before her looking like a human?\"\n                \"Yes,\nand she seemed to hate me for it.\"\n                \"Are\nyou her child?\"\n                \"No. I\nthink that's what bothers her.  I don't\nknow who my mother was.\"\n                \"Well,\nI had it told to me that for someone to be feral like you, you had to have been\nconceived as a wolf and born as a human. So your parents, or at last your\nmother, was a full werewolf.\"\n                \"I'll\nbelieve you. But I don't remember her. My father was human, but I never learned\nto speak the gibberish the human's speak. I tried, but it just wouldn't form in\nmy vocal chords.\"\n                \"But\nyou understood it?\"\n                He\nnodded. \"That's the strange thing. I could generally understand everyone, but I\ncould not be understood in return. It was very depressing. But one day I heard\nthe most magnificent song carrying through the night air, and I understood it\nperfectly!\"\n                \"You're\na werewolf for sure. But do you have a name?\"\n                \"Kolzak\nis what the last village called me. I think someone said it meant slippery. I\nguess I was pretty slippery when I needed to be. But my given name; no, I don't\nremember anymore.\"\n                \"Kolzac\nit is. I'm Maggie by the way.\"\n                \"Maggie.\nI like it. So where are you from?\"\n                She\nsmiled. \"I don't think you'll understand, but I'm from the United States of\nAmerica.\"\n                \"America?\nI have heard mention of this place.  It's\na long ways off!\"\n                \"Yes it\nis. We came here to look into my ancestry.\"\n                \"Your ancestors\nare from here?\"\n                \"I\nthink so. If I'm right, my grandmother was the daughter of the last tsar.\"\n                The\nwolf stopped and stared. \"You cannot be. Only one of the tsar's children\nsurvived.\"\n                \"I know\nthat. But how do you know that?\"\n                \"I'm\nnot sure I should tell you that. It is beneath my rank for me to discuss it\nwith someone not of the pack.\"\n                Maggie\ngot a little angry, as she was prone to do when confronted with someone or\nsomething stubborn. \"For one, you're not presently part of a pack. Secondly, if\nyou don't tell me, I'll claw you to pieces so fast you won't be able to heal\nfast enough to survive.\"\n                Edward\nloomed over them. \"No squabbles! Be like the big furry fellow and shut up for\nthe rest of the trip. I'm tired of whimpering and simpering. Boy?!\"\n                The\nyoung male quivered. \"Yes?\"\n                \"When\nare we going to make it to this pack of yours? I feel like turning around and\nleaving. This is getting to be boring.\"\n                \"I'm\nsure oh great one, but it's hard to pin the pack down. There are times when\nthey range farther than normal to find food.\"\n                \"Bah! I\nwill find them myself.\" And he sat back on his butt and lifting his head to the\nsky, let out a blood curdling howl that broke the air into ten thousand shimmering\nfragments. Even the leaves on the trees shook and swayed in the blast of his\ncall.\n                When he\nwas done, he lay down, looking satisfied. \"Let them find me. I tire of this\ngame. I will meet this leader of yours and then I will leave.\""}