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Stalking through the tall underbrush, a Human hunter carefully treads through a jungle with his hands out like he was carefully balancing on a tightrope. His arms pushed foliage out of the way that would otherwise scrape his chest and impede his movement. He held only a large knife in his grip, and wore a tan button-up and matching shorts. Every stomp of his boots on the earth broke the silence with crunching leaves. One particularly loud step made him physically recoil and freeze in place. He swiftly searched around, moving his head back and forth but finding nothing.

“Human!" barked a feminine voice from behind, causing him to flinch. “What are you doing in Direwolf territory?"

The man spun around and got a look at the voice. Atop a hill surrounded by rays of golden light stood a Wolf. She wore a simple loincloth to cover her groin, carried a massive bow slung over her shoulder, and had simple white patterns painted all over her gray fur on her sides and up to her bare breasts. Powerful legs carried her down the hill where she vaulted off the incline and landed near him.

“You are quite lucky, Human. Many of my kind would see you skinned alive for this transgression." The wolfess stepped forward and loomed over a head taller than him. “I, on the other hand, have always wanted a pet to pleasure myself with."

The Wolf grabbed both of his wrists, wrangling his arms until she forced them still. Fear spread over his face, and he dropped his knife on the ground with a thud. She leaned in closer and closer until he could feel her hot breath wash over his face and down his neck. Their lips met in a one-sided kiss that slowly morphed into a passionate dance. Her fur tickled his face, but his incredibly thick mustache tickled her back. Their tongues fought for dominance while their hands slid together and struggled for leverage over each other until finally, the Wolf broke off the kiss and jumped away from him. With a sway of her hips, she turned around and walked to a fallen log on the other end of the clearing.

Bending over the log and resting her hands on it, the Wolf slid her loincloth aside to reveal her bare rear to him. She used one hand to hold onto the log, and the other to pull aside an ass cheek and present her pussy to him.

“Do you think you have what it takes, Hunter?"

Wordlessly accepting her challenge, the Human slid up behind her while unbuttoning his shorts. He dropped them to reveal an impressive slab of meat that flopped onto her supple ass. His rigid shaft passed her entrance once, twice, three times and teased her by inching closer with each smack of his head against her. Uncharacteristically light giggling escaped the predator's lips and triggered something deep within the hunter. Finished playing around, he lined up his erection with her soaking entrance and thrust deeply into her. The Wolf cried out in bliss and began panting loudly. The hunter grabbed her hips and began recklessly slamming them with his own. Each thrust was met by a loud slapping of flesh against flesh and a new moan or howl from his partner. Sweat was pooling down the man's face. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt to allow himself some cool air, revealing a thick clump of chest hair underneath. He continued thrusting and returned his hands to her hips where his fingers wrapped around her curves.

The pounding came to an explosive climax when the hunter thrust one last time and grunted loudly over his screaming partner. The couple cried out in ecstasy together, cum pooling beneath them on the dirt. Though her quivering legs and short breath implied she was tired, she immediately proved that assumption incorrect by bolting upright and spinning around to face her lover. Without a word, she sat down using the log as support, and spread her legs. Almost at the same time, the hunter threw his pants to the ground and got on his knees, shuffling up to his prey…

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“What the fuck was that?!" Kiva bellowed, throwing an arm forward. Her movement shook the bed and bounced Vinny closer to her colossal body.

The disparate couple shared a massive bed on one end of a darkened room while a flat television hanging from the opposite wall cast yellowed light onto them. They sat against the bed's headboard using monstrous pillows as support. Nothing covered their bodies except a single blanket they shared, though Kiva's sizable feet stuck out the end uncovered.

“Can you believe that?" Kiva's head swiveled down to her husband, disgust twisting her face into a grimace. “I know it's a porno, but they didn't do any research at all!"

Vinny pushed back against her bulk and sat up, craning his neck up to look into her eyes. "Yeah, I noticed she isn't even a Direwolf. She's just a Gray Wolf and not even a big one."

“It's worse than that! Direwolves are rare, so it makes sense to substitute them for a more common species. But did you see how she bent over for him after a little kiss? That skinny bitch gets a little turned on and she's already submitting to him and begging to be collared! A real Direwolf would never submit like that."

Slumping down the headboard until she rested on her pillows, Kiva ferociously glared at the television as if it had insulted her entire bloodline. Vinny fell with her and wrapped himself around her arm, prompting her to grab him and squeeze him tight against herself. His head rested comfortably in the crook of her armpit.

“I wouldn't worry about it. This film was made in, what, the 70's? That was back in the 'sploitation era of Hollywood when they made movies about whatever that year's new fad was. I think there was a big kick for ice age stuff, or uh, wandering neolithic tribes."

“I remember the word. Pleisto- playsto-"

“Pleistocene. The genre was called pleistosploitation." he added.

“Yeah! That's it."

Even with digital conversion, the film's age shone through the footage thanks to the yellow tint of the scene and the flickering imperfections that appeared in every other frame. The background guitar let out a soft wail and picked up speed with their actions, and the drumbeat mimicked stereotypical tribal drums. The actors on screen had switched positions again, with the Wolf on her hands and knees while the hunter took her from behind.

“Doggystyle," she fumed “I hate that phrase. They always lump us in with the other canines and think we're gonna bend over for anyone with a big dick."

Vinny shifted under her hold. “Back then, not anyone could own a camera or film things like this. You had to go to a theater to watch it like a strip club. Not like today where anyone with a phone can film themselves and put it online. I know there are whole websites dedicated to any species pairing you can think of."

Kiva tuned out the couple on screen, tilting her head back to unwind while the chica wica chica wica of the guitar faded into the background. Vinny's words echoed in her mind as she stared up and traced patterns into the wooden ceiling. Using a lengthy arm, she felt around his abdomen and traced her claws down the blanket until she felt something protruding under it. With practiced motions, she drew the tip of her claw around the blanket and gently teased his erection.

“Oh? I thought you were done tonight after your rant." He turned and laid on his side to face her. Kiva did the same, pulling the blanket more completely over them. Though it only covered half of her chest and displayed her pert nipples out in the open, it left Vinny's head almost completely covered.

“You just gave me a wonderful idea, my love." She scooped her husband up into her embrace, crushing him between her muscular arms and generous chest. “We have the means to do something like that ourselves. I've got a camera, a few ideas for scenes, and a cute little Human to toy around with."

Vinny struggled in her grip and managed to gain enough ground to breathe after she loosened her grip on his head. She could feel his erection poking into her thigh the entire time.

“You want us to do amateur porn? And post it on the internet?"

“Please darling," she drew her mouth closer to his, teasing him with the occasional brush of her lips against his skin. Her voice went down an octave and came out with a powerful rumble that shook Vinny to his core. “I'm not an amateur at this and neither are you." Her mouth passed directly over his ear. “I'll show the world how a real Direwolf takes her man."

Vinny was shivering under her grip like a mouse on his fifth cup of coffee. His tiny trembling form made her feel awful for what she was about to do to him.

“I've got so many wonderful ideas for tomorrow, but I need you in tip-top shape since you're my leading man. That means no release for you tonight!"

"You big tease!" Vinny cried, scrambling above the covers. "I know that movie pissed you off, but I didn't think it was bad enough to make you frigid!"

“No babe, you misunderstand. I need you to abstain tonight." Kiva lifted the covers, a wave of body heat blasting their faces. She looked down at her soaked crotch and back at him more intently.

“Oh, come on! Not even a handy? It's not my fault you've trained me to keep up with you every single night."

The Wolf didn't budge. She grabbed the top of his head and shoved him under the covers.

"Don't come back up for air unless you're dying. I know how long you can hold your breath!"

Kiva flipped onto her back again and spread her legs open, her feet on the bed below her knees, and pillows underneath her used for back support. Very carefully, she braced herself for her husband's arrival. They had incidents in the past where she accidentally crushed him between her thighs, and she didn't want to punish him for doing a good job. She watched the lump under the covers travel closer to the foot of the bed until he took a turn and crawled under the arch her leg made, reaching her most sensitive area. Her legs and the blanket made a perfect tent for him to sit in while he did his work. Kiva grabbed the edge of the fabric with one hand and pulled it over her breasts, letting her other hand lay off to her side. Petite fingers slid around her fur, down the inside of her thighs, and around her tummy. Every slow pass sent waves of heat up and down her body that only escaped with her breath. Still, each breath out left her hotter than before.

“F-fucking tease." she huffed under her breath. “Just cause I'm not letting you get off you think it's okay to do that to me?"

Vinny must have heard her because right after saying that, he thrust his fingers into her damp pussy and began expertly massaging her insides. A rumbling growl climbed up her chest and escaped her lips, but she forced herself to relax while he continued to play with her. Kiva tried to keep her composure under his attack but found herself shaking with every new angle. She let go of the blanket and spread both arms out to each side of the bed, gripping both edges with her long arms and occasionally letting out a moan or gasp. The woman in the film cried and moaned at the same time, and the drums playing in the background picked up speed.

Between pants, Kiva commanded him. "Just hurry up already. You know what I want."

Her masseuse paused for a moment, then relented. Kiva felt him open her lips with both hands and stick his tongue in, forcing her to rapidly suck in her breath and barely avoid squeezing her thighs together. Vinny caressed her pussy with his mouth, kissing her and moving his tongue around every inch of her insides. She was too large for him to explore all at once, so he took his time traveling all around her and forcing her to moan the entire time. Kiva brought one of her hands back to her chest and tweaked her thick nipple. The sensitive bud sent shocks of pleasure through her chest out of sync with Vinny's movements and brought her even closer to the edge. Kiva grabbed his head with her other hand and pushed him forcefully against her crotch. She imagined him down there, fighting to bring her to orgasm, wrestling with a woman whose leg was as heavy as him. The thought of him struggling under her filled her mind and made her squirm along with his sensual movements.

Finally, Vinny began to hum which sent her over the edge. On the television screen, the Gray Wolf cried out in bliss along with her and the jungle rhythm blasting out of the speakers reached its climax. Shocks of heat and energy flowed up her spine and paralyzed her while she grunted and cried into the air. Kiva exploded onto Vinny, then just lay there for a moment feeling phantom sensations from her orgasm. She had black spots in her vision that blocked the familiar sight of the ceiling. Once again, she tried drawing patterns in the wood and only managed it after a minute of recovering.

The lump known as Vinny crawled under the covers and over his wife's immense body until his head stuck out from under the sheets to greet her. Kiva looked down and almost laughed at his appearance: He was drenched in his sweat, hair sticking in every direction, and her cum covering parts of his face and head. She gently pulled him up and allowed him to rest his head on her chest, using her firm breasts as pillows. When she felt him grind his crotch against her stomach she squeezed his ass and firmly pushed him against her, holding him still.

“Wait until tomorrow, okay? By the end of the day, you'll wish I had never thought of this."

The movie's credits were finished rolling by the time they fell asleep. Kiva's head swam with dozens of ideas that she hoped would hatch into brilliant scenes for them to film tomorrow.

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The living room exploded with activity, furniture, and decorations shuffling around it at the hands of a living furry tornado. Kiva set up the scene with incredible enthusiasm while Vinny tried memorizing the script she had thrust into his arms. The heat of the printer still radiated off the stack of paper in his grasp, and the ink still glistened on the page. Looking up from his guide, his wife was setting up a tripod and camera while carefully adjusting it so it faced the displaced couch. She wore a scandalous set of dark pink lingerie that barely covered anything. Her breasts bulged over the cups and strained the pathetic strap that barely made it around her back. Fat nipples left lewd indents under the fabric that did nothing to hide the dark coloring of her areola, which also peeked out the top. Whenever she bent down to adjust the camera or look at the angle it sat at, her panties slid up her ass and disappeared between her cheeks. She stopped readjusting them after the first three times.

“I haven't seen you work this hard for anything. It uh…" Vinny ended his thought, realizing how important this whole thing must be to her. A chance to create something with her husband? Of course she would be excited.

“What do you think about the script?" she replied, eyes still focused on the camera.

Vinny paused to think for a moment. “I think it's kinda cheesy and funny. Very well-written for less than a day's work. Did you have to add so many 'ad-lib here' lines?" He drew quotes in the air with his fingers.

“I already came up with some good one-liners for you. You can do the rest yourself." she said, turning up from her work. “Plus, I know you're good at that stuff. You're clever and funny when you try to be."

A smile crept up his face at her declaration. He had made her laugh before, but those were always lucky moments at the right time. Before he could follow up his question, Kiva stood up and carefully observed the area before pressing a button on the camera and ambling over to him.

“Alright, I've got it set up and ready. Don't worry about wasting time since I'm willing to edit it down if you mess up your lines a few times." She patted him on the back and pushed him toward the camera while he scrambled to memorize a few more lines.

The couple stood near both ends of the couch and faced each other. Kiva cleared her throat, hummed a tune, and turned her head down at him. Suddenly, it was like a switch had been flipped. Her stance widened and her muscles tensed up in preparation to pounce him. Those terrifying red orbs drilled straight through him, eyeing him up like he was just a piece of meat to be consumed and discarded. She placed a hand on her hip then twisted her body toward the camera, and she never took her eyes off of him. Predators took eye contact as a sign of challenge, and Vinny was practically insulting her by staring like he was. Her fur bristled at his insult, or perhaps in anticipation of her attack.

“What am I going to do with this little Human who wandered into my den all alone?" She dramatically stuck a foot out and stepped closer to him. “No backup," another step “no weapons," the wooden floor creaked under her weight “and no chance to escape." She was close enough now that Vinny had to crane his neck to look into her eyes, and he had trouble seeing past her breasts.

“I uh…" coherent language refused to leave his mouth. Vinny wasn't nervous necessarily because of Kiva, though she was much more into her act than usual. He snuck a glance or two at the camera but quickly corrected himself when he realized what he was doing. His mind blanked, and he lifted the bundle of paper in his hand hoping it would save him.

“I-I meant no offense ma'am. I was just passing through and came in here hoping to avoid the storm." he read with a monotone voice.

He lifted his gaze to find Kiva's salacious grin replaced with a frown. Her eyes darted between his face and the script in his hands, then she quickly adjusted herself and fell back into her persona.

“It's a severe crime to break into my home and use my things without permission. That puts you in debt to me. Unfortunately, a measly hunter such as yourself probably doesn't have much to offer me."

Bending at the waist and lowering herself, Kiva's face loomed mere inches above his. Her crimson eyes bore into his skull and her hot breath washed past his cheeks, tingling his skin. Vinny lifted the paper behind her head and glanced at it. Kiva followed his eyes and suppressed a sigh when she saw his arm stretched past her head.

“A hunter like me only has one thing to give: his body." The line came out stilted and unnatural. Even with Kiva's bulk hiding the script in his hand, it was obvious he was reading off something.

“Oh?" she inquired. “What makes you think I want your body?"

Once again, Vinny tilted his head toward the paper hoping it would save him. Instead, her manuscript taunted him with its latest line:

[AD LIB some sexy stuff]

Whipping his head back to its original position, Vinny got a front-row seat to a very disgruntled Wolf's steadily climbing eyebrow. He strained his brain, searching for anything that could save him. But it was too late. The words had already left his mouth before his thoughts could catch up.

“You look like you want to wolf me down!"

Kiva froze. For a split second, she looked like her world had been flipped upside down. Vinny's soul temporarily left his body, and he had his first lucid thought on camera.

"Wolf puns are off-limits!" his brain screamed at him. Memories of bullies in high school cornering her between classes came rushing into his mind. Snide remarks and puns flew past her, acting as a constant ambiance for her childhood. Vinny fucked up and just brought all that back.

Pure fury crossed her face for a moment but was quickly replaced by mere annoyance. Bending her knees, Kiva ran her fingers into Vinny's pants and tore into them with her claws. It only took three tugs for her to completely shred them off his legs. Then she tore his underwear off in the same fashion, yanking him toward her and forcing him to lean onto her shoulder for support.

“Fuck, if I knew you wanted it that bad I would have changed your lines." Momentarily breaking character, she grabbed Vinny's legs and stood up, lifting him on her shoulder. Spinning around to face the couch, Kiva took one long step toward it then body-slammed him onto the cushions. Vinny could tell she was going for gentle, but it was still enough to knock the wind out of him and he heard a loud _ clack-clack _ of something impacting wood along with the couch frame creaking under his weight. Kiva climbed onto the couch and over his body, blocking the ceiling lights with her mass and eliciting another series of cracks from the wood inside the sofa.

“Are you pent up after mommy teased you all night?" she cooed. “Let's fix that, shall we?"

She lifted her claws towards her bra and sliced the thin garment off with one quick jerk of her hand. The much too thin fabric fell onto Vinny's face, covering his head completely. Though it was small for her, Kiva's bra was still massive compared to anything a Human would wear. Next, she slid her paw below and snuck two fingers under her pink panties. With one fluid motion, she ripped them off and discarded them onto the floor. Her maroon eyes stayed locked on Vinny the entire time. One of her pillar-like arms supported her weight near his head while the other grabbed his cock and lined it up with her. Kiva wasted no time teasing him and dropped herself onto his hips, eliciting a squeak from her victim.

“Did I catch a Human or a Mouse? Let's see what else you've got!" Kiva leaned forward and placed both arms next to Vinny's head, laying on her forearms in a plank but with her knees on the couch cushions. Her nude chest dangled over his face, threatening to suffocate him at the slightest provocation. Vinny thrust his hands up attempting to grope her, hoping that she was sensitive enough there to gain him the upper hand. Instead, the Wolf grabbed both of his hands before they could get under her, pinning them above his head by laying her arms on his wrists. Finally, she settled down and dropped her chest onto his face, completely engulfing him in her bulk.

“Right where you belong. Now then…" A low growl emanated from her throat, shaking the couch and Vinny along with it. Kiva deliberately lifted her hips until the tip of his organ was barely kissing the entrance of her lips, then she let go and gravity pulled her hips into his with a powerful _ smack _. The couch creaked in protest under their combined weight, and the frame bent at the center. Between her tits, Kiva felt her husband loudly moaning into her chest. Thanks to her considerable weight he was powerless to stop her from lifting her hips again and dropping herself on him with another violent _ smack _ that sent energy down the sofa. This time Vinny grunted in response and Kiva could already feel him twitching inside of her. Another moment passed and she lifted her hips again, waiting until she was at the very edge then dropping her full weight onto him. Once again, Vinny cried out but his voice was insulated by two breasts each bigger than his head.

Kiva decided then to pick up the pace. Her thrusts quickened and the lewd smacking of their bodies became a wet squelch thanks to her precum soaking their waists. Now with a fresh application of natural lube, Kiva rapidly smashed her husband into the upholstery and violently shook the structure with every plunge of her titanic hips. Kiva sat up onto her knees and Vinny gasped for air once his head was free, but she didn't give him a chance to recover. Instead, she slid one of her hands under him and cupped both his butt and his balls with one of her long hands. Then, using her impossible strength, she lifted him with one hand into her and closed her legs together under him. Vinny was now trapped between her legs and using her thighs as a cushion. Only his head still touched the couch.

The Direwolf kept humping, using her hand to push him deeper with each roll of her hips. She moved faster and faster, rubbing against her oversized sex toy with such ferocious vigor that he might fall apart. Finally, Kiva widened her legs and slammed Vinny into the couch with her body weight, howling while she exploded on top of him. The wooden frame of the sofa gave out and it gave a loud crack, dropping a good foot and shaking the couple. Beneath her, Vinny looked like he was going to pass out from all the action. He couldn't feel his legs and his vision was slowly coming back to him.

“H-Hey," he slapped her thigh a few times to get her attention. “Kiva get off for a sec!"

“Oh!" The Wolf sat up and let the pressure off his body. Their pelvis' were soaked with their combined emission, large strands of cum and sweat flowed off Kiva's crotch and dripped onto Vinny's lap. Kiva slid off the now lower couch and stood up to survey the area.

“We broke the couch." Vinny stated, still laying in the very deformation they created.

“Again?" Kiva cried, then chuckled. “This is why the bed frame is reinforced with steel. Damn, and I really liked that couch too. At least we got some great footage out of it!"

Her eyes slowly panned down to the floor, and her blood froze over at the sight. The expensive camera and tripod had fallen over on its side, pointing away from the couch. Kiva hastily picked it up and began checking for damage. She found no cracks on the lens or screen, the mechanical parts didn't seem broken, and the plastic case only had a few scratches that were cosmetic at worst. She ended the recording and replayed the footage. The camera was built for particularly large species and was much larger than average, fitting comfortably in her oversized mitts.

“Come on, it fell over when the couch broke, right?" she tried assuring herself. The menus were unintuitive, but she carefully maneuvered through them and avoided scratching the screen with her claws. She found the recent recording and hit play, watching the video very carefully. Not even two minutes into their video, Kiva had lifted her husband and body-slammed him onto the couch which knocked the camera onto the ground. The rest of the footage was a still image of the floor with moaning and slamming sounds in the background. If it weren't for the moaning, it could easily be mistaken for a violent massacre.

"Damnit, I can't use any of this footage! The only part we got was your shitty line reads."

Vinny moaned in pain, audibly slapping his forehead in frustration.

Kiva turned and flashed a wicked grin. “We can't use the couch anymore. Let's get you hydrated and move to a different scene."

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The kitchen was a simple affair, sharing space in the front of the cabin with the living room. The only thing dividing them was the transition from hardwood flooring to simple patterned tiles meant for taking spills while preparing meals. The kitchen itself consisted of a long L-shaped countertop that went along the wall before ending at a monolithic refrigerator. In the middle of the setup sat an island equipped with cabinets and electrical outlets on its side. A bowl of fruit sat atop the island, carrying a bunch of apples and a few oranges haphazardly mixed. Next to the bowl, a camera laid on top of a pile of books and recorded most of the kitchen from its perch.

The loud thumping of paw pads along with the click-clack of claws on the tiled floor announced the presence of a sandy-furred Wolf stomping throughout the workspace. Her statuesque legs transported her from one end of the kitchen to the other, audibly shaking the floor and jostling the nearby cabinet doors. The front of her substantial form was covered by a bright pink apron not meant for someone her size. It bulged at her chest, showing off ample cleavage and forcing her breasts together thanks to being tied too tight. The edges were lined with incredibly girly frills that clashed with her terrifying visage and sharp features. It was at least large enough to cover her nipples and crotch but gave a full view of her shoulders, legs, and hips.

Kiva slid across the counter and moved toward the sink with boundless enthusiasm, literally hopping along the way. The kitchen shook with each step of her enormous form, utensils clattered in their drawers and appliances rattled in unison. She turned to face the counter and displayed her back to the camera, revealing that the apron was the only piece of clothing she was wearing. Her bare ass flashed the camera and her lengthy legs stayed close together, pushing her ass up and making it look larger. She lifted a plate out of the sink and turned on the water, signaling the beginning of her war against dirty dishes. Dirt and grime fell under the combined might of her sponge and sink.

Suddenly, Vinny wandered into the kitchen, feigning surprise at the sight of his wife's nudity. He knowingly turned to the camera and gave it a lecherous smile and a wink, then quietly crept up on the exposed Wolf. Although it looked like a normal kitchen, it was built for someone closer to Kiva's size. The countertops came close to her crotch height and almost past Vinny's chest. Once he snuck up behind her, it became clear that Kiva's massive ass was almost at the same height as his face. Vinny opened his arms wide and gave it a full-body hug, plunging his face between her furry cheeks and eliciting a gasp from above. He rubbed his head back and forth over her cheeks, brushing his beard against her and tickling her with his stubble.

Kiva tried her hardest to ignore his teasing and continue washing the dishes. Vinny pulled his face back and raised his hand above his head, then swiftly slapped her right cheek with an audible _ smack. _ This time, Kiva yelped and stood up straighter than before. He raised another hand, then turned to the camera and remembered they were filming. Vinny switched sides and raised his left hand so they were both in focus along with the action. Satisfied, he continued his assault on Kiva's cheeks, alternating each swing so both sides got the same amount of attention. At first, the Wolf grunted along with each hit, but the noises gradually morphed into panting and moans of pleasure. Her tail went from completely still to wagging in long sinuous movements. Vinny smacked her for a minute and only stopped occasionally to shake his hands in exaggerated pain.

Finally, he threw one final slap using his body weight. Kiva let out another obscene moan after his final hit and Vinny took a step back to nurse his throbbing palm. She dropped the plate and sponge in her hands into the sink, then bent forward and used her arms to rest on the space between the edge of the countertop and the sink. Her heavy chest completely covered her arms, and she shuffled her feet up and down making her hips playfully wiggle side to side. Vinny wasted no time jumping back into her personal space and running his hands over her muscular glutes. This time, however, he used both hands to spread her cheeks and reveal her entrance which was already wet with anticipation. Giving it an appraising look, he spread her cheeks wider and dove headfirst into her.

If Kiva was moaning before, she was practically screaming now. Alternating between using his tongue to worship her and using his hands to fondle her, Vinny ravenously attacked her and gave her no time to recover. The Wolf arched her back and twitched intermittently, thrusting her tail up and her butt toward him. Vinny pulled back and surveyed his work: She was leaking down her legs and onto the floor.

Kiva spread her legs and put more weight onto the counter. “I'm ready, honey. Let's see what you've got!"

Vinny took a step forward and went to unzip his pants but stopped and surveyed the situation. He looked at her giant behind, then down at his waist, then back up to her. Kiva wiggled her hips again and waited for her husband to do something. Her invitation was met with silence.

“One second." He turned around and walked past the camera.

In an impressive display of flexibility, Kiva managed to turn her head around far enough to look behind her. Her red eyes followed Vinny somewhere off-camera, and she winced when a loud banging noise exploded somewhere behind it. The sound of a slamming door made her shudder, and a horrendous scraping of metal on wood announced Vinny's return to the film. The Human triumphantly stepped into frame, dragging a fold-out step stool behind him. It clattered and made a new series of sounds once it passed the threshold onto the kitchen and he hauled it over the pristine tiled floor.

Stepping up behind her, Vinny unfolded the ladder and placed it under her fat derriere. Next, he stepped up to the tallest notch and fiddled with his pants until they dropped to his ankles. Kiva, who had been tapping a steady rhythm into the counter with her claws, perked up at the sound of his zipper. Her tail began wagging again and she braced herself for action. Vinny thrust his hips into her and his stiff rod met her thick thighs and plunged between them. Above him, Kiva's pussy taunted him just out of his reach.

“Fuck…" Vinny muttered under his breath.

Kiva sighed and put her hand on her temple. “Don't tell me."

“Nonono, don't worry! I know we have a taller ladder in the attic. Let me just go get it!"

“You don't have to-" Kiva stopped halfway, realizing that Vinny had already hopped off the stepladder and folded it back up. He spun around and smacked the island with the ladder, causing the camera to fall off the pile of books. He didn't seem to notice this though and walked off-camera with his equipment. The camera caught a series of clatters ringing out from another room, and the telltale sound of the attic ladder folding out and slamming into the floor. On-screen, Kiva dropped her head onto the counter and sighed. She moved both arms over her head and sulked over the sink.

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The bedroom stood a constant in their lives since they first moved here. They had not excessively changed the furniture in it or added many decorations to the room. The couple held a very pragmatic attitude about home décor: The other rooms are for impressing guests, and the bedroom stayed very spartan. It was, after all, meant for sleeping and lovemaking. Tonight, it was her last hope for her future filmmaking career. Some of their best moments had happened in here, and the Wolf was hoping to channel some of that energy into their production.

Kiva lay in bed dressed in an old-fashioned nightgown and cap. In the corner of the room stood the tenacious camera mounted on its tripod, pointing toward her and recording everything in the room. An excessive amount of duct tape anchored the stand to the floor, guaranteeing it would not be tipped over by any amount of roughhousing that happened tonight. She had covered all possible outcomes: The batteries were charged to full, it was kept far away and taped to the floor, and she even chose a scene she knew would work. It had no complex plot and they had even done it many times before. A gentle knocking at the door caught her attention. The Direwolf sat up and adjusted herself.

“Come in!" her voice took on a much lighter timbre than usual.

The door swung open almost completely silently and revealed Vinny, who sheepishly entered the room and gently closed the door behind him. He wore a red cloak that draped down to his waist and clothes that wouldn't look out of place at a renaissance fair.

“Hello grandma! I brought you some treats from home, but I left them in the kitchen." Although his acting was still wooden, he had improved by miles.

“That's very sweet of you dear. Come closer so grandma can see you better. My eyesight isn't what it used to be."

“Little Red Riding Hood" is one of the oldest and most well-known stories starring a Wolf. Sometimes, Direwolves were used in their place as to not offend a majority species. Kiva learned a lot about how her species was treated back in those days, and how the story reflected people's fears at the time. When other people make parodies about it, it's "Harmful to her people" and "Kind of gross." But when she does it, it's "Very sexy" and "These titties won't suck themselves, Red."

Creeping forward toward the side of the bed, Vinny got a better look at his “grandmother."

“My, what large eyes you have, grandma!" he exclaimed.

Kiva flashed her fangs with a large smile. “The better to see you with, my dear."

Vinny broke character and smiled in return. Thankfully, he was facing away from the camera.

“What large teeth you have, grandma!"

“Skipping ahead, aren't we?" she thought. “Yes, the better to eat you with, my dear."

Kiva adjusted herself again, sitting up and pulling her alabaster gown tighter against her body. Her giant nipples easily showed through the thin material, revealing that she was both wearing no bra and that they were stiff with arousal thanks to rubbing against the cotton material. Vinny took notice, eyeing her breasts while she flaunted them.

“My, what large tits you have, grandma!" A small chuckle escaped his lips, but it was probably quiet enough the camera had not picked up on it.

Kiva leaned forward and loomed over her husband. She was taller than him even while she was sitting down thanks in part to the height of the bed. “The better to smother you with, my dear."

A quick throw of her arm and the blankets flew off her. Kiva surged off the bed and her bare paws met the floor, lifting her until she was standing over her victim. The gown may have fit on her immense body and gone down to her knees, but it did nothing to hide her vast hips or butt from view. If anything, it accentuated her incredible figure by creating an almost skintight layer around her. Vinny could see every curve and indent in the fabric and where it stretched to fit over her. He thought it was funny that it was built for someone her size, but not someone her size. A hole in the fabric above her massive ass allowed her tail to flit about outside the confines of her dress. He craned his head up to look her in the eyes and his red hood fell off his head, though the cowl stayed on his body thanks to the tie around his neck.

“You're not grandma! You're that-"

Kiva grabbed his head with her inhuman palm and completely engulfed him with it, interrupting his pitiful acting and forcing another squeak of shock out of his mouth. The way he talked and dressed triggered some kind of primal instinct inside of her, making her act more aggressive than usual.

"That big Wolf that followed you down the trail? Of course. All I had to do was run a little ahead of you and beat you here. I always get what I want, Human. And right now, I think I want to eat a tasty little man in the prime of his youth."

Kiva's other hand untied the cloak around his neck and it silently fell to the ground. “Take off the rest or I'll tear them off myself."

Vinny didn't hesitate. He threw his shirt off in one practiced motion, showing off scars from previous encounters etched all along his back and chest. Next, he made a show of sliding his pants past his ankles, revealing that he was wearing no underwear beneath them. Once he shook them off his legs, Vinny looked back up at his captor who was smirking at him.

“Very nice." Kiva looked down and did a double-take at her chest where two damp spots appeared over her nipples. She pinched one between her fingers and pulled, watching the damp patch grow larger and a trickle of milk spill out. "Heh. Looks like watching you got me all excited."

The Wolf bent down and grabbed the hem of her gown with both hands. Vinny could hear the cotton creaking under the combined pressure from her knees and ass stretching it out past its limit. Kiva stood up and lifted the dress off her body, revealing her bare body underneath. Once it slid past her head, she threw it and the nightcap at a wall across the room.

“Much better. Now then…" Falling to one knee, Kiva scooped him up in a hug and assaulted his lips with her dexterous tongue. It slipped in and explored every inch of his mouth while she ran her hands through his hair and down his back. She broke off the kiss, and a bridge of saliva connected their mouths and fell apart when she spoke. “You taste very nice. Looks like I will be eating you tonight."

Vinny was literally swept off his feet and laid on the ground, then grabbed by the ankle and lifted until his face met a wall of chiseled abs covered in fur. Kiva stood up and dangled him by one leg like a prized turkey she had hunted herself. His erection pulsed in front of her face, responding to every breath she blew on it. She looked over to the camera for a second, then rotated herself such that it had a profile view of the couple. Next, she lightly tapped his penis with a claw-tipped finger and teased it, gently brushing her paw pads against the glans. Kiva heard moaning below her and took that as her cue to pull him close and engulf his member in her mouth. She adjusted his position and held him close to her body with both arms in a tight hug, looking like she was ready to pile drive him.

Kiva went down on him, engulfing his dick and balls in her damp maw with one smooth motion. Her thick tongue snaked around his rod and twisted under it, spinning around and scrubbing him clean. Vinny felt his body burst with overwhelming sensations under Kiva's grasp. Her tongue grazed his member with careful precision, her teeth occasionally nipped against his sensitive area, her fluffy fur rubbed against his skin, and her massive breasts molded around his waist and lightly squeezed him. Vinny wrapped his arms around Kiva's waist but was unable to reach them all the way around. He still held onto her like his life depended on it and moaned into her stomach after every pass of her tongue.

Shoving her nose deep between his legs, Kiva took a deep breath and submerged herself in his scent. She lost herself in Vinny, his taste and smell overwhelming her mind and dragging her back to a primal state of being. The Wolf spent a good minute or two sucking on him and inhaling his aroma in a trance-like state. Her mouth salivated while she lost herself in him, and she even drooled onto him. Eventually, her eyes flicked back to the camera and she slowly opened her mouth and released Vinny from her grasp. His sopping erection twitched in the bedroom's cool air.

“I hope you're ready for this!" Kiva proclaimed.

Vinny's body dropped closer to the floor suddenly, but his lover controlled his fall and gently led him under her legs. Using her incredible strength and dexterity, Kiva threaded one of his legs under her and held his entire body up by his ankle with only one hand, until finally, she could use her other hand to grab his leg behind her. Vinny was held upside-down between her lofty legs with their groins almost touching. Kiva tried to look down and see where they lined up, but her chest blocked her view. She cursed under her breath, holding her partner with one hand again and feeling around for his organ. Her fingers glided over his slick surface and lined it up with her opening, then she lifted him closer and impaled herself on him. With nothing better to do, Vinny hugged one of her thick furry thighs and braced himself while Kiva lifted his body up and down like exercise equipment. It wasn't perfect though. Every lift of his body jostled his head and made him feel like he was being shaken apart. Plus, Kiva had to readjust their awkward position more than once because Vinny kept slipping out of her.

Eventually, it became too much for him. “Stop! Stop, please! Can we do something else? I think I'm gonna puke."

“Oh for… fine!" Kiva grit her teeth and lowered them onto the floor. Vinny's shoulders, neck, and back took some of his weight while Kiva still held his legs and fell to her knees. Once he hit the ground, Kiva used her newfound leverage and began pounding him with her pelvis faster than before. To an outsider, it looked like she was doing her best impression of a hammer and nail and trying to beat Vinny's head into the wood. Vinny's penis slipped out one more time and Kiva was left desperately humping and grinding against his crotch.

“Damnit. Alright, new position." Kiva let her husband fall to the floor completely with his back against the wood and his legs straight out under her.

“Oof! We shou- I mean, Grandma needs to buy a rug when this is all over." he quipped.

Kiva rolled her eyes and leaned side to side, shuffling her massive legs further ahead until her body was directly over Vinny's waist. Each swing of her hefty body made the floorboards creak in protest.

“I think it's time we did this the traditional way." Exhibiting years of experience, Kiva swiftly engulfed her prey and slammed her hips down.

“Isn't it traditional if I'm on top?" Vinny quipped between grunts.

“No."

Kiva shifted her hips over him and found a rhythm that suited her. She showed no mercy and sped up her thrusts, slamming her body down on the insignificant man below her. Though she was careful not to drop her full weight on him, even half of her mass was enough to knock the wind out of his lungs and make him gasp for air. A clawed hand went to her weighty chest and tweaked her dark nipple in tune with her bouncing. Small jets of milk erupted from her breast and sprayed Vinny in the chest and face. Her other breast joined in and began slowly leaking and dripping down her chest. Kiva looked down at her prey and felt a sudden urge well from deep within her. Spreading her legs wider, Kiva leaned forward and dropped to the floor using her arms for support. She angled her chest toward Vinny's face and he latched onto her oversized leaking nipple.

Vinny suckled on her chest while she continued grinding his pelvis to dust against the floor, occasionally moaning thanks to the combined stimulation.

“Ah-ah! Other one, please!" Kiva moaned, literally drooling on top of him. Thick flecks of saliva fell off her lips and onto the floor.

She lifted her chest off Vinny's face and cried out when he held her nipple between his teeth. She pulled a few more times, crying out in pleasure each time his mouth refused to budge. On the fourth pull, Vinny let her go and Kiva violently smashed her other teat into his face. It took him a moment, but he eventually managed to find her tip and suckle on it as he had done to the other side. Above him, his wife slowed down and chose to slowly grind against him while he assaulted her udder. The rest of the day was finally catching up to her, and Kiva felt a throbbing in her loins almost as strong as her heartbeat. Moving a little with her lover inside her, even at his size, was agony.

She had had enough. Kiva sat up and pulled her chest away from him before he could bite down again. Her arms clasped behind her head, Kiva sped up her pounding and bounced on top of Vinny hoping she would cum soon. Her breasts shook out in the open, flopping and smacking against her chest, leaking more milk on herself and her partner. Beneath her, her fat ass crashed against Vinny's hips and the wooden floor and reverberated throughout the room. Not knowing what to do with his hands, Vinny slapped them onto her thighs and tried to thrust his hips up into her, but she kept a vice grip around his body. Nothing he could do right now could stop her. A familiar sensation like electricity worked its way into his conscious and he felt the impending orgasm building up inside of him. He arched his back and grunted loudly, erupting inside of her. The lewd smacking of the hips turned into a loud squelching thanks to his cum pooling between his skin and her fur.

Kiva hadn't noticed him cumming and continued to pound her hips into him with reckless abandon. Her ferocious attack left him overstimulated and practically crying with each strike of her hips against his. Kiva's muscles in her stomach and legs burned with effort. Finally, after struggling against it, the Direwolf dropped herself onto him one last time and cried into the air. Her legs quivered and she had to catch herself from falling onto her back, using her arms to prop herself up while she leaned back on Vinny's legs. She leaned farther back and his penis popped out, cum pooling out of her and onto his legs. The couple sat there for a while and took long and heavy gasps of the bedroom's humid air, which they had significantly contributed to. Kiva leaned forward again but shuffled back and brought her face to her husband's, sniffing him and licking his face clean of sweat and making sure not to drop her weight on him again.

Lights shone in his vision and a high-pitched whining grated his ears like a bomb had gone off near him. If it wasn't for her sloppy kisses Vinny wouldn't be aware of the outside world.

“Duh-did uh, did we get the footage?" he stumbled over his words.

“Oh, I almost forgot! Lemme check." With a loud grunt of effort, Kiva thrust herself forward and pushed off the ground using her hands. Her heavy breasts shook in Vinny's face, not that he noticed, and she slowly stretched up to her full height and stood above the man. Droplets of milk and cum trailed down her body but she ignored them in favor of stretching out.

“Goddamn, I'm still tingling." she both heard and felt bones throughout her body crack in a calcium chorus. “Ugh! Nice." She took a heavy step toward the corner with the camera in it, then another, and a third announced by a deep creaking of the floorboards left her at her destination. The camera was still standing and taped to the floor, and the light was still on. It already looked much better than the last few times.

Kiva unscrewed the camera from its tripod mount and flipped it around to look at the digital screen on the back. The screen was covered in a bright red alert message:

OUT OF STORAGE

The room was perfectly still for a moment. All she heard, and all she felt, was her heart beating in her chest and her husband's breathing on the floor. Kiva felt a well of hot energy in her stomach that rose up her body until it pushed past her throat and out her mouth.

“FUCK!"

Vinny jumped up from his rest suddenly on full alert and twisted around just in time to watch his wife stomp out the door. He heard her trudge down the hallway and eventually open the front door and slam it shut. Hastily scrambling up, he grabbed a pair of underwear and slipped them on along with some sandals, and chased her outside.

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The forest around the cabin was quiet as usual, except for the persistent echo of something that sounded like a thunderclap. Vinny stepped off the front porch of his home and heard a crack in the distance. Based on the paw prints in the dirt, he decided to head north from his position and follow them down a familiar trail he frequents with his wife. Every few steps he took the booming grew louder and he began to make out details. Some of the crashes were punctuated by the sound of splintering wood, and sometimes between them, he would hear a tearing noise.

Vinny walked around a corner past a tree and saw his wife punching a gigantic oak. Each impact of her fists reverberated throughout the forest and abused his ears. Between strikes, Kiva sometimes slashed at the bark with her claws and rent large gouges in the wood. Mesmerized by the spectacle, Vinny stood in place and watched her destroy the side of the tree with her bare hands. He admired her strength and focused on the movement of her muscles, watching the energy move from her legs, then through her core up to her arms where she pivoted on her feet, finally releasing it all into the timber with a sharp _ CRACK _.

While he was not the most perceptive person, Vinny did quickly notice the sound of her fists was getting louder. He could see her head slowly creep up with each hit, and the scale of her body grew larger with each beat. Her claws and paws dug deeper into the earth below her, and more wood splintered off with each swipe she took at it. Eventually, she stood so tall that the first cuts she made in the tree were down below her knees. Kiva screamed in rage and swiped her arm across the tree faster than he thought something her size could move. Her claws split the trunk in half and tossed the top end far into the woods away from them. It crashed down with a bang and a series of cracks and snaps. Leaves fell from the canopy onto the floor around them, some even falling atop Vinny's head.

The Human wiped himself down, removing the debris covering him, and waved at the giant above. Immense crimson eyes darted to him and back to the forest where she had thrown the oak. Kiva tried to avoid eye contact with him but still spun her body toward him and fell to her knees. Her mass impacted the earth, shaking the trees around them and almost knocking him over with a huge gust of wind.

“Get that out of your system?" Vinny spoke louder than usual.

The titan tilted her head to the side, still avoiding eye contact with him. Her ears angled down and she let out a strong breath through her nostrils that blew past Vinny's legs and warmed him up.

“The movie didn't work out. So what? We can always try again later!" Vinny stepped forward and embraced her snout, ignoring the moistness of her nose.

Though she offered no verbal response, Kiva's body visibly relaxed at his actions. She sniffed him a few times, and her nose twitching against his stomach caused him to giggle.

“Thanks, honey." Her voice rumbled inside him, threatening to shake something loose.

Vinny let go of her and stumbled back a few steps, allowing her to sit up and get more comfortable.

“I know you really wanted this and it's really important to you. You can't expect a masterpiece to be made in a day though." He clapped his hands together. “How about we try and get a better setup for the scenes and we try again? The tripod isn't great for high angles anyways, and we kinda broke the couch."

Kiva nodded at that, but Vinny continued. “And hey, if this doesn't work out then maybe we could make an authentic kaiju film? You're good at breaking things!"

The giant's face slowly morphed into an expression of anger. Her ears perked up and she hopped up to her full height quickly enough to create a gust of wind and shake the nearby trees. She punctuated her rise with a stomp of her foot, then stared down at the man by her massive paws.

“That sounds like a great idea! How about you make like a Japanese salaryman and start running?"

Confused, Vinny stood paralyzed until Kiva stomped her other giant foot close to him. The wind and rumbling of the earth knocked him on his ass, but the message was clear. He scrambled on his feet and sprinted in the opposite direction, praying she would show mercy.

“What gives? You're suddenly a great actor!" The rhythmic tread of her pads on the trail left giant indents in her wake. Each stomp was like a burst of thunder that shook him starting at his feet. “I guess we need to do more method acting in the future! Oh, it's too bad you didn't bring the camera. We could have made a found footage film out of this."

“Please God," he prayed “please don't let her crush the house!"

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