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A little village off in the middle of nowhere surrounded by greenery and mountains held a very profitable market for furs and pelts of all kinds. Animals of varying sizes and magical influence were harvested for fashion, protection, and magic. Petra was a short huntress from the northern deep woods who sold pelts of the animals she hunted for food as a way to keep herself wealthy. Usually it was good business and the village guards paid her extra to keep traps up around the village to protect against bears who had in recent years become a problem for merchants and travelers coming into the village. Not only that, but the big fuzzballs seemed to get into mischief knocking down fences for a chance at the local food stores. While she did set traps, it was mostly for the bear's protection rather than anything else. Bear meat wasn't too palatable and the pelts weren't popular in the region, so a dead bear was just wasted life. Traps were placed in obvious places where bears with half a mind would avoid them and figure that any point beyond it would have more traps. Sometimes interesting creatures were caught in the traps as well; a stray basilisk, even a drunk satyr had been found in the traps at one point. Of course Petra did her best to make sure the creatures that weren't an immediate danger were set loose. On her way out of the village she intended to check the traps as per usual. In fact, the first trap she stumbled upon had a bit of a surprise for her.

Placing her hands up in the air to show she meant no harm, she circled the leg trap that held the paw of a wolf, a wolf with lips pulled back and fangs bared; a desperate fire in its eyes. Wolves were a rare occurrence around the village. Typically they stuck to themselves and most people thought they had even migrated due to human's dominant presence. She could poach the creature and be done with it, but for the most part she hunted out of necessity and wolf meat wasn't exactly her thing. Once the wolf realized that she wasn't a threat its ears lowered and it whined, trying without success to get out of the trap. Petra chewed at her lip as she approached, kneeling before the wolf, hands still out. The wolf pushed its nose into one of her hands, a cry for help if she had ever seen one, and one that melted her heart. Getting a good eye of the maimed paw of the wolf in the trap she winced before placing both hands on the clamp, pulling hard, puffing out a breath before suddenly the trap sprung open. With a yelp the wolf pulled its paw free and pounced on to the huntress.

Petra sucked in a breath as the wind was knocked out of her body by the massive grey furred hound atop of her. Its tail wagged and it laid down on her, whining and yipping, tongue flicking out in gratitude against her face. The huntress let out a laugh, snorting just a bit as she wrestled the wolf off of her body another hand moving to wipe warm spittle off of her tanned freckled cheeks. Once it was off she sat herself up to see the wolf sitting, tail still wagging. Petra smiled, a warmth filling her heat, it seemed the wolf was going to be just all right. The wolf was fine, its paw was a little bloody, but it didn't seem to have any trouble moving. In fact, it was sitting there wagging happy as can be like a regular house hold hound. Reaching out carefully she gave the wolf a rub between the ears. An act which it seemed to appreciate, leaning into the caress of the human, both ears perking up. It was then she noticed that the wolf had a notch missing from one of its ears, no doubt in a fight with another animal. Petra grinned at this and gripped on to the wolf's cheeks, "Hah...you're a fighter, a tough wolf aren't you and such a pretty coat for a wild one; guard that while you're around here! Well...momma Petra has nothing to worry about then. Stick off the roads wolf, the villagers here aren't so nice." and with that said she got up to leave feeling as though she had given back to nature properly.

The wolf shook itself off from her rubbing and gripping of its cheeks. It stared at the huntress as she began walking away letting out a low whine. Tilting its head it continued watching her as it began trotting along into the woods. The wolf then placed its nose along the ground to catch a specific scent and off it went at a brisk pace, off to the north. Kindness must be repaid in turn after all.

Petra's home was deep in the woods to the north. It wasn't too far off from the village, but even the beaten road wasn't necessarily easy for a random traveler to follow. She considered most of the woods her home and already felt her shoulders relax when she was surrounded entirely by trees and the sounds of animals. Truthfully large communities of her kind unnerved her, and if it were up to her she would never come out of her home, but it was convenient to trade for supplies, and of course when hunting wasn't doing it, grabbing a bite to eat from the village market was always there. The sound of men's cat calls, women chattering about nonsense and the random drunk had always given her a headache, but it was a small price to pay for trade she supposed.

Approaching the front of her hut she called home, she saw a group of pouches lying just before the door. She was wary. Not typically a believer in random chance, she moved around the small pouches, nudging them lightly with her foot before leaning down to picked them up. A familiar jingle sounded when she brought one up. Tilting her head she opened the pouch and saw gold inside of it. Not coin, just gold nuggets. She raised her brows and checked the other pouches, more gold, and together they made quite the sizable pile! She had no clue how they got there, and the more she thought about it the more stress it gave her. Shaking her head of it she decided to chalk it up to a lost traveler using her home to hide from some animals repaying her for the use of her hut; as silly as that sounded, she had no other story as to why pouches of gold would suddenly rain from the sky on to her porch. Upon turning to check to see if someone was watching her from the trees she instead saw the wolf sitting right next to her, the same wolf that had its paw stuck in the trap.

Petra nearly jumped out of her skin upon seeing the wolf again. Had it followed her home and just been silently stalking her? She smiled just a bit before frowning, her brow scrunching just a bit as she noticed the wild hound had a pouch in its mouth. The wolf snorted and threw its head back, letting out a muffled bark. Rubbing at the back of her head she wasn't sure what to expect. Kneeling she took the pouch from the sitting wolf's mouth, opening it to reveal a sparkling gem in blue, something that would certainly fetch a high price from a mage, or anyone who liked shiny things. Stumped, her face frozen in a confused o, she looked to the wolf and then back at the pouch. She had saved a wolf and it had literally paid her, and it was still there with wagging tail, tongue lolling out as it panted, "Uh...thanks pup...but you didn't need to do this. Can you...can you understand me? Actually, more importantly where did you get this gold? Did you rob some poor traveler?" she was suddenly very concerned as to where all of the treasure the wolf had provided her with had come from.

Not expecting an answer Petra got up, turning herself from the wolf, a hand scratching at her hair as she tried to wrap her mind around this mystery. Just then she heard a voice accompanied by a whine, "I never, I would never harm an innocent. Those are from my own collection."

Brow raised Petra made a slow turn, looking at the wolf whose ears were flat against its lowered head. Yet again she knelt before the wolf, hands dropping those pouches to reach over to the wolf and cup its cheeks, "Wolf? Was that you?"

With cheeks squished and ears still drawn back the wolf whined out silently, "Yes.....I hope to repay your kindness, I am no demon, so please do not fear me."

Petra chuckled before letting go of the wolf, standing to pinch herself a couple of times in the side, unsure of really how to respond. Her pinching was felt through her clothing so obviously she wasn't dreaming, and she had heard the wolf speaking loud and clear. Last time she checked she wasn't crazy, and she hadn't received any sharp blows to the head recently. If the wolf was going to be so thankful, then maybe it would like to answer, "How are you talking? Last time I checked animals and humans spoke in different tongues?"

The wolf's ears raised and it seemed to give a doggish grin as it gave its excuse, "Magic is a wonderful thing. I gave up human life for living in the wild untamed...I take many forms, feral wolf being my favorite, but ah, I sometimes get curious on how humans are progressing...so..."

Petra finished, "You got stuck in a trap spying on people hm?"

The wolf snorted looking away from Petra, "Well, yes...if you want to put it that way. I was a druid, a powerful one at that. I heard you talking about not enjoying the company of humans by the way...I was wondering if you would want a taste of the wild life?"

Petra felt a bit of warmth blossom from her chest, she decided it was a good time to tease the wolf, after all the offer of a taste could be considered in a different light especially with her childish mind, "Ah! A lonely pervert wolf as well! Well just because I enjoy the wild doesn't mean I'd be into bending over for a dog...although, it does sound tempting. The men in the village are weak, treating me like a frail flower mostly bleh.."

The wolf growled and shook his head, standing from where he sat, "I meant transformation, not sex."

Petra giggled just a bit waving him off, "I know what you meant...I was making my own offer." she teased, although the thought of having sex with an animal able to speak wasn't necessarily a terrible idea in her book. She decided to roll with it, stretching and opening the door to her home, "Now, come on in wolf. You've got to rest that paw, and I'd rather discuss sex indoors."

The wolf huffed following her inside, "My name is Loland, and I...I don't really know what to say to that offer. I've...been alone for years."

Petra laughed. She had to. The day had been odd enough, but in a fantastic way. Truthfully she was thinking about accepting the wolf's, Loland's, offer to become a wild creature. At the same time she enjoyed what she was, enjoyed her daily life along with the little troubles, that and she didn't think having a tail and fleas would be too much fun, perhaps the tail, not the fleas. In her little hut the floor and wall was covered in furs of different animals she had killed. She didn't have much, but it was enough for her. A fire outside and a shelter to sleep in that would keep her warm. It was all she ever needed even though, it was a tad lonely. Sitting on the floor with the wolf she scratched at her chin, "Well...your offer for a transformation, I don't know...don't know if I'm willing to give up my body for well, that...although it does seem pretty cool, what others forms can you take? Would I even be able to control like that, I have so many questions about this."

Loland seemed inclined to answer her questions, really had he been hoping to discuss the offer of sex more, but he decided to hold himself back. Lying down on the furs next to his host he began, "Any animal you can think of I can take the form of! Just...practice is necessary for more...difficult beasties and yes you could control it too. Just takes a bit of teaching."

Petra ruffled through the fur on his head, "There's the catch! I'd have to learn some sort of magic. I'm no good at that type of thing. So I'll decline, but I'll give you an offer. Be my hunting partner and I'll give you a home, free food, an' company hows that?"

Loland raised an ear at this. He was being offered a home. He hadn't quite had that in a long time. He had expected the huntress to be a wild spirit eager to leave the boring life of a human, but instead she had offered him companionship. Being a hunting partner, a pet to a huntress seemed like a dangerous deal and times perhaps degrading deal, but he was a powerful creature, he could handle himself and it could be fun, or so he thought.

Petra could see the gears turning in the wolf's head. She watched with a small smile on her lips. She had always wanted a hunting partner in the form of a hound of sorts, but she had never been able to find one. What better partner than one that could talk and shift into other animals?

Loland got up to stretch and move over to set his head in her lap, looking up at her and answering as her hand moved to scratch just behind his ears, "Fine. It sounds like fun, and what better way to repay you than with my full services." He grew a bit quiet after that, looking away from her as he continued on, "and the offer of sex?"

Petra giggled, "Still on the table pup...I wasn't kidding about being curious I've never been with an animal, but I've seen them go at it. Looks rough, the type of thing that I'd be into. Men around the village are all words and flowers, not enough hair pulling."

Loland felt his cheeks burning, and if he were human again they would probably be the brightest shade of red, "Go on" he said, lying down, crossing his paws, eager to hear more of her woes.

Petra sighed, "I just need to scratch that itch and well, I figure it would be safe to try with a talking wolf of all things, especially now that we're partners and all, so whaddya say Loland?"

The druid in wolf form was busy staring at her body while she was speaking, barely comprehending what she was saying. Her first few statements already had his heart racing and a deep warmth pulsing from between his hind legs, cock already growing ready to fuck. Catching himself, he shook his head and cleared his throat looking away to keep face, "Well, I suppose I could indulge in a little beast on human fun..." his face was then covered by the very pants of the female before him. When he finally managed to shake them off Petra was already nude, caramel skin and curvy hips.

It had been so long since he had been with a woman that upon seeing her nude and smiling so mischievously he rose magnetizing towards her, his cold nose found her crotch to lick and nuzzle against. She giggled at first, pushing at his head lightly but was soon moaning as she felt that warm tongue brush lower and lower until finally it pushed against her pussy, flicking against the top before making its way lower, digging, searching for her entrance. Now the wolf lapped at her pussy in long licks, starting from the bottom all the way to the top. It was difficult to get in there, but he managed to push his strong tongue inside, doing his best to pleasure her, savoring the bitter sweet flavor of his huntress. Pulling his tongue free he looked up to see that his tan skinned beauty was shaking, her legs trembling, hands gripping at his ears softly, "Well then...this has been a good idea so far...ah..should I..return the favor?

Rather than answer, Loland licked at his chops backing away and lying on his side, his twitching canine cock already visible. He stared at her from where he was, eyes locked on hers. Petra smiled just a bit and moved to crawl over to him, immediately burying her head against his sheath, hands fondling his balls and shaft. She had never seen such a thing before, the smell was certainly much stronger than any man's she had been with, but better yet, it was much larger as well. Hearing a whine from her partner she giggled, leaning in to stop the teasing and give his balls a gentle lick, giving the fuzzy sack some love before moving over that odd bulb kissing at it again and again before her tongue flicked out against the shaft, trailing all the way to the top before she planted her lips against the tip, closing her eyes to push that strange bestial cock inside of her mouth and against her tongue. Rolling her tongue as she went down she began bobbing back and forth while stroking what wouldn't fit in her mouth. Occasionally she tried to push herself, pushing that cock further against her tongue, tip threatening to push into her throat. Gagging at that she pulled her mouth away and kept stroking gently, deciding it would be something for another time. She felt that hot cock twitch in her hold and inside of her mouth. Her tongue against the tip of his cock she tasted that overly salty pre that threatened to melt her mouth. She could barely believe she was having her way with a wild beast, a wolf no less, and she was loving every second of it. The wolf tried to pull its cock away no doubt wanting to be inside of her already but she held him down with one hand, using the other to stroke his cock rapidly while opening her mouth, tongue still against the bestial member. The wolf whined and began thrusting against her hand until suddenly she felt a torrent of semen pop into her maw. She groaned out as she tasted that thick warmth piled on to her tongue, coating and painting her mouth. Petra swallowed but continued to receive, pulling away when she couldn't take any more into her mouth with a gasp, that canine cock still twitching and spurting semen on to her face.

Coated in the seed of a canine she felt her body shiver, her mind grow hazy and hot as she let it all soak in. Breathing in deep she looked to her canine friend who was already standing, staring at her still, so silent, so ready for more. Turning from him she got on to her hands and knees, assuming what she thought was the best position for what she craved for next. Wiggling her hips just a bit she said nothing more, she didn't have to. The wolf soon mounted her, strong paws wrapping around her waist, claws digging into her skin causing her to yelp and groan out, the rough treatment a welcome guest. She could feel him so desperately trying to thrust into her pussy, and so she wiggled more, teasing him, wanting him to be as horny as possible before finally entering her. Again and again she felt him miss, thrusting against her thigh, against her crotch, until finally he bit down on her neck, growling like the beast he was, forcing her to keep her hips still. She bit her lip then as he adjusted and growled thrusting once more to push past her entrance and inside of her pussy, hot cock thrusting and grinding against her insides so roughly already. That feral beast atop of her began thrusting again and again without relenting. She groaned with every thrust, pushing her hips back, only wanting it harder. As if he could read her mind his thrusts grew quicker and already she could feel that bulbous flesh kissing at her entrance, threatening to stretch her, and gods did she want it so badly. She pushed back against the wolf, wanting more of that pulsing cock inside of her pussy. Petra groaned out, shaking, shivering as she felt those claws, those fangs against her skin, tearing in and marking her as the property of some animal! She loved it, ever degrading second her pussy quivered and she felt so close. With one last thrust the wolf brought her to orgasm. She gasped and groaned out her entire body shaking as pleasure and pain rocketed together up her spine, her insides clamping down on the thick flesh that was now stuck inside of her. Again she could hear the wolf whining and she grinned stupidly knowing she would be receiving a warm surprise. What made it better was the fact that this was some sort of magic occasion. If the druid had originally been human, then perhaps he could impregnate her, she would have literally been bred like a bitch! The risk, how disturbing it was, the pain, everything made her entire body shake and quiver for that final moment. Letting out a loud squeal she nearly collapsed as suddenly she felt that thick thing twitch inside of her, pouring out a thick load of semen inside of her, another load that seemed to never end.

Panting, Petra laid there thankful for the soft furs as that bestial member continued pumping out more semen into her while they were stuck. Typically such a thing would have annoyed her, but she could never be mad when in such blissful pleasure. She rocked her hips back and forth and whined when suddenly she felt the wolf pulling away. She then gasped as that thick cock was pulled out of her, finally allowing her lower half to collapse. Letting out a happy sigh she sat up as best she could, her limbs shaking just a bit as she moved a hand to push the sweat off of her brow, "I ah....after a dip in the lake maybe we could ah...do this again?"

Loland who had been in utter bliss since the start sat there panting, his eyes glued to his conquest, "Uh...of course...and perhaps you would like to sample a different form, maybe one with a bigger dick and more ah volume. I've got some magic creatures under my belt too if you want?" he said, suddenly very excited about all the possibilities, his tail wagging, revealing his perverse excitement.

Petra's eyes rolled, but she grinned, leaning in close to plant a soft peck upon the nose of the wolf, "Definitely." she said while trying to stand slowly, her insides still so full of that beautiful semen that was dripping down her legs. It had been a magical day, Petra had found a hunting partner and a companion that treated her like a woman, not a frail flower. She had perhaps indulged in a sin most humans wouldn't dare whisper into shadows and she loved every second of it. She would enjoy the druid, perhaps more than was humanly possible, and perhaps someday she would actually want to learn his secrets to give the wild life a try herself.