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Leaving the relative safety of the walled hamlet, you watch the large wooden gate swing shut behind you. Adjusting your back-pack and gripping your trusty staff, you turn towards the winding cobblestone road ahead. The sun shines down brightly on the horizon, casting its warm light upon the gentle plains, rolling hills, and small, homely farmsteads that dot the otherwise picturesque landscape. You steel your gaze as you remember your quest. Slay the dragon. Save your people. Save the realm. You're the one chance they've got. If you fail, the realm will descend into chaos, until they send another, that is ...

Gathering your strength and checking the last of your supplies, you set off down the path ..

You walk for the better part of the morning, crossing flooded streams, walking through bustling villages, and passing by the occasional weary traveler. Most of them are human like you, farmers, bakers, tanners, merchants, soldiers, fishermen, but you spot a few different species as well. The occasional pack of kobolds, a sneaky felynx, a densely-furred brooding wolvar ... Some look human from a distance, but when you get closer, the tails usually give it away. Most just ignore you, but the ones that don't think twice when they see that heavy staff of yours. You travel for hours unmolested.

Eventually, night falls and the mossy, cobblestone path beneath you gives way to gravel, then dirt, and finally, the edges of a dark forest. You've never gone this far before, but you know you have to make it to the other side if you want to continue on your journey. Ahead, an overgrown game trail leads deeper into the pine barrens, but it's far too dangerous to travel alone in the dark. You hear wolves howling in the distance and decide now would be a good place as any to set up camp. You start a fire, eat some food, and lay your sleeping roll at the base of a mighty elm tree, closing your eyes, and eventually drifting off to sleep. The last thing you hear before darkness takes you is the pack howling at the moon ...

You wake up in the morning with a start, discovering your campfire has petered out. The ashes are still hot, and you realize you made it through the night unharmed. After emptying your bladder and breaking your fast, you gather your supplies and pick up your trusty staff, un-corking your leather water-skin and taking a long swig. Feeling refreshed, you set off into the forest, the morning air smelling of fresh pine and wood-smoke.

The game-trail is easy to follow for an hour or two. Sticks leaves and twigs crunch beneath your feet, but eventually, it begins to break apart before disappearing entirely. You hack your way through the dense brush before coming to a full-stop, standing there idly as the dark forest looms in on all sides. You turn about and try to gain your bearings. Looking up, the sun hangs low in the sky overhead, barely visible, glinting through the tree-tops in thin god-rays, before dark clouds overtake it and plunge you into a murky gloom. You suddenly realize how quiet it is. Even the birds have stopped chirping. Feeling a tingle of dread creep up your spine, you check your map and realize you have no way of orienting yourself. You're completely lost!

You hear a soft crack behind you.

Spinning about, there's wolf no more than a dozen feet away, a young lean black one, standing atop a fallen log and watching you silently, unmoving. Fear tingles up your spine. The wolf is staring right at you with its pale red-eyes, hackles raised, and when your eyes lock, its upper-lip peels back, exposing its sharp white canines in a ferocious snarl. You carefully set down your back-pack and prepare to defend yourself, but before you can, you realize with an awful sinking feeling he's not alone. An entire pack melts from the woods and surrounds you on all sides. They've been stalking you for hours, you realize dully. Emboldened by the rest of his pack-mates, the young male jumps from his log and starts barking, alerting the rest that you see him.

All hell breaks loose.

The wolf-pack surges forward, at least half-a-dozen black, grey, and dirt-brown beasts, all snarling and snapping and glaring at you will ill intent. Judging by their size and the furry orbs dangling between their bandy hind-legs, the creatures are all male, and obviously riled up by your presence in their territory.

Considering the odds, you decide your only option is to attack them head-on. You rush forward with a frenzied shout, intending to drive them back, but the lean young male circles your flank and tackles you from behind. He drags you to the ground, both of you rolling, fighting, and tumbling with each other, before you somehow manage to kick him off. The male yelps in pain, but at this point, the rest of the pack is already upon you.

You struggle for all it's worth, but you're easily overpowered by the vicious pack of dogs. They force you down to the ground and rip off all your clothes. Soon, you lie there naked and shivering as they prowl around you, shoulders hunched and hackles raised, snarling and slavering as their eyes rake over your naked body appraisingly. One of them licks its chops and starts panting with lust, and judging by the red cocks already jutting free from some of their furry undersides, you have no doubt what these wild beasts have in mind.

One of them, a big, older, shaggy grey with a scar across one eye, pads forward and butts you onto all fours. You feel his cold wet nose brushing against your skin, snuffling around as he roves behind you and gives your asshole a curious sniff. This seems to get the male's attention. A low growl rolls from the bottom of his throat as shoves his snout between your ass-cheeks and huffs your scent, clearly liking what he's found. You watch in mute horror as as his heavy cock slides from its sheath. The red veiny rod stiffens and swells with blood before your eyes, easily ten inches of long, hard, throbbing wolf-meat, with a pointy tip that drizzles pre-cum everywhere. Next, the male roves downwards and gives your exposed cunt a hungry sniff, unfurling his long, flat tongue, and running it between your sensitive feminine folds. This seems to get him even more excited. A moan escapes your lips as your body betrays you, your puffy cunt surging with heat and practically juicing itself at the thought of getting fucked by all these horny wolves.

Wasting no time, the big grey wraps his paws around your hips and mounts you roughly, lying across your back and jerking his hips as he gets lined up with your hot cunt. Tottering forward, he penetrates you on his first thrust, clearly no stranger to mounting females like this. His cock easily spreads you open, sliding deep inside your body with all the grace of a battering ram. Your eyes snap open and you cry out, feeling yourself get stretched wide by all that thick, feral wolf-cock.

He pauses for a second, panting hot drool all over your neck. After giving you a few seconds to adjust, he pulls back and starts thrusting hard, hunching his hips and fucking you doggy-style like you're some stray bitch in heat. You arch your back and moan as his cock sinks deep inside your pussy, his heavy balls slapping against your clit as you squeeze and clench around his sizable girth, trying not to scream with pleasure. You can feel his length twitch inside you, coating your soaking-wet inner-walls with his hot, sticky, virile pre-cum as the male fucks you harder than you've ever been fucked before, his red-hot doggy-dong reaching all sorts of hidden spots deep inside you never knew existed. He breeds you rough, breaking you in, and all you can hear in-between his frantic thrusts are the others barking, and the wet sounds of animalistic sex as your raped by the large canine.

He doesn't last long. After a few minutes of getting bred, the speed of the male's pumping hips becomes wildly erratic. Soon, you can feel something else slamming between the apex of your thighs. You look down and your eyes widen in fear. It's the wolf's bulging knot! And he seems more than intent on jamming that thick ball of swollen red flesh inside you. You try and pull away, but the large male merely grabs you with his teeth and forces you down, snarling and growling threateningly in your ear. You cower and submit, spreading your legs open and fully surrendering yourself to the dominant male lying across your back.

Sensing your defeat, the male thrusts forward and strains his knot against the entrance of your vagina, slowly stretching you around it. You screw your eyes shut and gasp in pain, clenching down hard and trying to prevent the tie, but you know its futile. The wolf grinds against your swollen pussy, teeth bared as he pushes his gigantic knot in. You clench your fists and pound the the dirt, but nothing can stop the feeling of that massive ball of flesh slowly stretching you wider ... and wider ... and wider, until it feels like your about to split in two!

With one last brutal push, the old gray hugs you close and goes the distance. He forces the huge width of his knot to spread you open, popping inside your cunt with wet, satisfying squelch and completing the tie. Your eyes flutter and roll up as an immense feeling of fulness washes over you, the big wolf panting in your ear as his fat canine cock fills you up nicely. Just when you think it's over, your alpha starts thrusting again, the tip of his leaking cock poking your tender cervix and making you squirm in pleasure.

You orgasm around the beast's member, hot feminine juices running down the inside of your legs as your pussy tightens and pulls him deeper in an instinctive need to be impregnated and bred by the virile male, an almost near-certainty now that his fully-inflated knot has you tied together. You briefly consider the ramifications of such a union, when the male bites down on your neck and starts giving short, violent thrusts, sending more waves of orgasmic bliss cascading throughout your fragile body, and wiping the thought from your head. Your legs go numb and your arms give out out as he ruts you like a wild animal, his hips a blur and his balls hammering against your swollen clit until you almost black out.

Throwing his head back with a howl of triumph, the wolf thrusts forward one final time, his testicles drawing upwards as he breaches your dilated cervix with the tip of his cock and goes stiff as a board. You feel him pulsate inside you, his penis throbbing as rope-after-heavy-rope of hot, rich, fertile wolf-cum pumps inside your defenseless womb, and fills you with a delicious, gooey heat. Your eyes flutter as you're filled by the horny beast, the male jerking on-top of you as he shoots his seed deep inside your ravaged pussy, all while his gigantic knot ensures that none of his decadent, life-giving sperm goes to waste.

And none does. By the time the pent-up male slumps across your back, you know it's all over. He's staked his claim on your egg-laden womb, filled it with his fertile seed, and you can still feel him twitching inside you, spent cum squelching around his girth as he grunts and growls with pleasure, clearly pleased at having drained his balls inside a female, whether willing or not. Just when you're getting used to that wonderful feeling of warm fullness, he dismounts and pulls his softening member from your used pussy, a yelp escaping your lips as his knot plops free, along with a gush of slimy ejaculate.

Within seconds, another wolf is already lapping at the mess leaking from your cunt and mounting you, a handsome brown judging by his furry paws hooked about your waist. You moan in surprise feeling his red-rocket spear into your tight cunt and start pounding away, the wet smacking sounds of his balls slapping against your vagina swallowed up by the surrounding forest as he enjoys his alpha's sloppy seconds. He's not nearly as big as the old grey, both in size and in-between his legs, but he still manages to stretch you to your limits, breeding your exhausted body into another full-body orgasm. You scream as the male knots you and howls, his penis throbbing and flooding your drenched womb with another hot load of thick, fresh wolf-cum. So much fills you up that it squelches around his smaller knot, white rivulets squirting from your twitching pussy and dripping down his heaving ballsack. This male shows a bit more affection as he winds down, licking your cheek and working his seed in nice and deep with gentle thrusts, like he's your mate. If you close your eyes ... it almost feels right, smiling as you feel his cock rub and squirt inside your trembling passage-way. His kisses become deeper, licking across your face and lips. You crane your neck and start kissing him back, but the moment you open your mouth to let him in, something much bigger and much harder than a tongue slips past it.

You open your eyes in shock, gagging as you're affronted with the hot reek of male virility as a narrow, but longer wolf-penis slides down your throat. The taste of salt and sweat and musk explodes in your mouth, making your eyes water, but your hand comes up in time to prevent the male (Hint: It's the one whom you kicked earlier) from accidentally breaking your neck. The young male holds there for a second, wagging his tail and savoring the unique feel of your warm, wet mouth working around his cock, before he starts humping your face, his sweaty, furry balls bouncing against your chin.

You stare cross-eyed as the wolf's penis slides into your mouth, his thrusting hips nearly giving you a concussion. Your nostrils twitch as his spicy, smoky, almost palatable flavor puts your body into heat, your pussy dripping-wet as the male behind you starts pumping again, working you to another spectacular mini-orgasm. You can't get enough and start licking and sucking the male's penis in-front of you, your eyes rolling up as you take that long, perfectly-shaped doggie-dong into the back of your throat, and use your tongue to explore its bitter, musky surface. You can hardly breathe as the young canine face-rapes you, copious amounts of saliva and breeding-juice drooling down your chin as you try to keep up with the near-constant stream pumping from his cock-tip.

He uses your mouth like a pussy, fucking it, knotting it, and eventually, filling it full of seed. Your eyes snap open as your jaw is stretched apart, his cock twitching against the roof of your mouth and drowning your tonsils in a hot gush of salty sperm. You can feel each violent pulse travel down his shaft, each throb sending a fresh spurt lancing deep into the back of your open mouth. You swallow as much of the thick, creamy substance as you can, feeling it roll down your trachea in nauseating waves. It never seems to end. You gargle and gag on the male's hot cum, somehow managing to pop yourself off his knot just as the wolf behind you pulls out with a tug, a veritable flood of semen spattering on the ground beneath you from both ends.

You lay there panting and struggling to catch your breath, trying and recover from the ferocious spit-roast, but the pack isn't done with you yet. Each wolf has their turn mounting you and breeding you, and some even enjoy you so much they go for seconds, filling your sloppy holes and fucking you until you're an aching, shivering, cum-filled mess. Even the pack Omega gets his turn last, a dopey, floppy-eared mutt who always looks happy. He happily takes your asshole once they're all finished with you, and his knot is surprisingly big. You scream when he forces it in, but when he starts thrusting and filling your bowels a third time with his loving warmth, you've come to enjoy your new-found place in the pack beneath him. The wolves take you back to their den and fuck you all night, filling your belly with many pups.

Congratulations. You've become the pack's new breeding-bitch.

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