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A Winter Blossom: Part One

A crescent moon shone gently across the canopy of pine trees, their snowy tips glistening in the pale moonlight. The sun had just set on the Rylan Woods, which seemed at peace, momentarily. From the north, huge, black clouds began to swoop across the sky, drowning the forest in darkness.

The winter quarter of the year heralded some of the worst blizzards on the planet. Only one intelligent species inhabited this forest; wolves. They, like many of the bovines and cervines they fed on, had evolved defensive traits to protect them from the bitter cold.

The human who had entered the southern borders of the country this day knew nothing of the Rylan Kingdom, nor the icy tomb that the stormy season promised him. His coat was warm, yes, but within ten minutes of a blizzard he'd die of hypothermia. Without headwear, his medium-length hair trailed freely to his shoulders. The snow crunched under his leather boots, his small backpack sitting nicely on his shoulders.

The human was from a faraway peninsula in the south. He had travelled north to find work, and his map said that passage through the Rylan kingdom was the quickest way to Vana City, where he had decided to move to, in order to start his new life and hopefully a promising career.

Clutching at his coat for warmth, the human kept pushing forward through the forest. He had been walking all day, and was hoping to find somewhere to rest. He kept his eye out for a cottage, campsite, or even a cave to stay in. After moving through the forest for hours, the human began to grow weary and anxious, worried he may not find a warm place to stay.

The human was walking slowly through a large clearing with thick vegetation surrounding it. The wind howled above, filling the human's ears. This stopped him from hearing the nearby rustling of the bushes.

***

Close to the clearing, a large mammal stirred in the bushes. The creature was muscly, dark-furred, and stood on its hind legs. From toe to head, it had to be at least seven and a half feet in height. It had striking blue eyes, and a large, canine head.

The wolf had just finished his hunt, swallowing a final portion of deer meat. He knew that a huge several-day storm was coming to begin the season, so he was on his way back to his den, a warm, roomy cave with interior he had built. The wolf was tired after a long day of hunting, and he was ready to head home and sleep.

Then, he heard footsteps. The wolf was not hungry, but turned just to see what it was, expecting something like a sickly deer by the sound of it. He peered over the bushes into the clearing.

“A human! They are never found in these parts." he thought to himself. Having not seen a human in so many years, Randi was curious about this one. The human was clearly an adult, but was somewhat short for a male, only five foot six or so. Randi's tail wagged behind him at the prospect of seeing someone else in this lonely stretch of woods. He stepped carefully into the clearing, and called out to the human, hoping that he human also spoke English.

“Hey there!"

The human whirled around, frightened by the first voice he had heard in days. He nearly fell over, but managed to keep his footing.

“Oops, sorry! I didn't mean to scare ya!" The wolf showed his empty paws and gave a smile.

“Who are you?" The human stepped away from the wolf slowly. Being only five foot six or so, the human was dwarfed by the dark monolith in front of him.

“My name is Randi, I live in these woods." The huge wolf then remembered. “Hey, you know this area is known for blizzards, right?!"

“No, but I think I'll be -"

“Look human, that little coat isn't going to keep you warm! You see those clouds? In ten minutes this clearing will be minus twenty. We gotta get you outta here."

“Look sir, I -" the human turned to look at the clouds. The wind was still howling in his ears, getting louder by the minute. The sky above was turning pitch black, drowning the clearing in darkness.

The wolf stepped quickly towards the human, beckoning him to come.

“I can help you. Please, I don't want you to die out here."

“Okay, fine. Can you take me somewhere warm?"

“My cave is a half-hour run away, even for me. If I hold you in my arms you'll be dead by the time I get there. There's only one way I can save you now, but you're not gonna like it."

“What?" The human scowled, which the wolf could see in the darkness of the forest.

“Have you heard of my kind, the Rylan Wolves?" The wolf stepped even closer to the human. “We have evolved thick fur and skin to help us survive the cold. Our pups, however, are still very vulnerable to the bitterness of the storms. All members of my species, male and female, have inner pouches where we can keep the pups safe. You should be small enough, but it will be a stretch..."

“Wait what? You wanna put me in a pouch?! Where? How?" Rhue stepped back and started to run from the wolf.

Randi leapt into action. His mind was made up. The human wouldn't like it, but at least he'd survive. He felt it wrong to let an innocent human die when it would cost him nothing to save it. He grabbed the human by the waist and prepared for what was next. He twirled the human around to face him and pointed the human's head towards his mouth.

The pouch was located under the wolf's abdominal muscles, and there were only two ways in or out. The mouth and the rear end. In effect, it was like a second stomach, but with air glands and lubricant fluids instead of acids. The human would be warm enough to survive in there, and he'd let it out once he got back to the cave.

The wolf looked into the human's eyes, and promptly apologised for what we was about to do. The howling wind may have drowned it out for the human, but Randi couldn't tell. The human tried to wrestle out of the wolf's paws, but was much too weak to escape. He cried out for help, in vain. The wolf responded.

“I'm sorry, human, but I am not going to let you die out here."

The wolf opened his maw wide and started to shove the human in head first. Rhue felt his hair and face become wet with saliva as he struggled in the wolf's grip. The wolf's breath smelled of fresh meat, and was hot on the human's skin. The contrast of the hot breath to the bitter wind outside was so stark the human felt as if his face was being burned by the huge mammal's lungs. The wolf's tongue stretched down below the human's chin and found a place to rest on his neck, pressing inwards onto Rhue's Adam's apple. The human started to cry out again, but it was muffled in the maw of the creature devouring him.

Rhue kicked at the wolf's shins, but he was not very strong. His best efforts would barely stagger a large man, let alone this colossal beast. His arms were now held against his sides at his wrists by the huge palms of the wolf. Though the squeeze of the wolf's grip did not hurt him, his efforts to wriggle his hands free were wasted. He tried to move his head around to make the wolf choke, but to no avail. The creature was clearly experienced in devouring its prey like this. Eventually his head froze, drenched in saliva, as the sharp teeth of the ravenous creature barely grazed him. He dared not move his head now, unless he wished for a bloody, painful demise.

“Please, don't eat me!" The human's screaming and grunting turned to begging as he continued to struggle, knowing now he could not overpower the monster.

Randi continued to gently push the human inside him. After only thirty seconds or so, Rhue's head was locked in the wolf's throat, with his torso and shoulders now in his muzzle. The wolf found this challenging, but he desperately wanted to protect the human. To aid him in his act of salvation, he tried simply imagining that he was swallowing an immature pup. Randi gently opened his eyes to find that the wind was picking up, and it had started to snow. He was running out of time. His most feral protective instincts kicked in, and he was now starting to be less gentle as he crammed the human down his throat.

After the first gulp, Rhue now found his head in the tubular neck of the beast, bulging out at the front. He was now begging for life and beginning to cry, as well as hyperventilating. However, after a little time went by in this state, the human paradoxically stopped breathing so rapidly, and he noticed something a little strange.

Now that he was past the greedy mouth of the wolf, the smell had changed. It no longer reeked of food or digestive fluid, instead it smelled like fresh air, but with a slight flowery aroma. The scent had calmed him down almost completely from his panic, and now the Rhue was able to think more clearly.

Naturally a little of the thick scented fluids lubricating his path got into his nose, so he started to hold his breath a little. The muscles surrounding him oozed out fluid and gently massaged the human's head and neck. Tight as they were, the muscles seemed almost to have a mind of their own, trying to kindly caress the human deeper in.

The human became confused. He had thought at first that the animal was lying about this stupid 'pouch', and that it was just a feeble attempt to try to trick him, but he knew that no stomach could smell of fresh air and flowers. Perhaps he was being truthful? Rhue had never heard of such a creature, but then again he was ignorant about this region of the world.

Rhue started breathing again as his head slipped into the pouch. The air was thick with scent, but the note of freshness made it not only bearable, but pleasant to inhale. With each long breath he started to feel more calm, but he didn't know why. He was being shoved into the stomach of a colossal mammal, surely his prey-like instinct to struggle or fight would still be kicking in, not to be overpowered by the smell of fresh air and ... lavender? He couldn't tell. All he could think of was how warm and lovely the belly of this beast was. He felt his lower chest slip past the wolf's muzzle as he was shoved in deeper.

Randi was drooling the scented fluid uncontrollably over the human. Rhue's arms were pinned to his sides as the wolf slipped his teeth down past the human's belly and over his buttocks. As the wolf gulped the human's chest and diaphragm into his juggular, he continued to work his way down to Rhue's legs.

Rhue felt more and more of his body get shoved into the wolf by his large hands and greedy maw. As the wolf's teeth slipped past the human's rear, he noticed that his bag was no longer on his shoulders. The wolf had slipped it off without him noticing and put it on the ground next to him. As the wolf began to lift his feet off the ground, Rhue gently kicked his bag to indicate to the wolf he needed it to come with them. Randi patted the human's thigh understandingly.

The wind had picked up even more by this point and it had started to hail. The wolf's fur was thick enough to help protect him, but the large hail balls nicked at the human's legs, which were sticking out of the mouth of the wolf. The wolf clenched his jaw a little in order to hoist the human's lower section above his head, letting gravity help with the last few gulps.

Then it happened.

As the wolf clenched his jaw, he unknowingly pressed his tongue hard against Rhue's crotch. Between the newfound genital stimulation (even through his pants and underwear) and the intoxicating scent in the wolf's belly, the human became highly aroused. Being somewhat sleepy and horny, the human smiled and began to wriggle in pleasure.

Rhue felt gravity shift as his legs were hoisted up by the wolf, then quickly gulped down. He felt the wolf's tongue push on the bottom of his boots before one final huge swallow on the wolf's part sealed the human in. Rhue sighed as his legs spilled into the pouch, and using the momentum of this he was able to shift his position. He was now in the fetal position with his back to the outside world, feet pointed downwards, and his face pressed into the warmth of the wolf.

The human was now overcome with the various sensations of the small world around him. He could hear the proud heartbeat of the predator, with the subtle howling of the wind behind him. He felt the warm muscles press gently on him, expanding and contracting rhythmically, accompanied by calming squelching, gurgling noises. He could smell and taste the wonderful fresh aroma within the pouch, not feeling short of breath even once. Finally, Rhue noticed that his penis was fully erect in his pants. He blushed a little, wondering if this was normal or acceptable.

Randi had finally swallowed the human. The storm was worsening so he wasted no time in running back to his cave, his protruding gut swinging as he moved. He ran with a hunch as he was weighed down by the human in his pouch. It heavier than any ordinary wolf pup, but Randi was a strong male wolf, so he pressed on towards his cave. He moved swiftly but with a steady rhythm, so as to gently cradle the pup he was protecting.

Back in the wolf's belly, Rhue began to feel the difference between the warmth on his face, and cold on his back. The outside world was now freezing, truly, and the human realised that this was his only means of survival. The wolf had saved him from an icy grave. Intoxicated by the pheromones of the wolf, the human felt content in his pouch. Now to deal with his little problem. No doubt the wolf would have nerve endings in here, but maybe if the human masturbated gently to the beat of the wolf running, he wouldn't notice. Although he was packed tightly in the pouch, the human was able to move his hand over to his pants and pull out his fully erect penis. He gathered some of the lubricant and slathered it on his member. He quickly started to jerk off, and press his face and body even harder into the wolf's insides, inhaling the arousing scent of the beast deeply.

As he ran, Randi did feel the human twitch and wriggle a little, but thought that it was merely small struggles, or, in the case the human had calmed down, cuddling in for warmth like any pup would. He had no clue as to what was actually happening deep inside him.

The human continued to masturbate in the wolf's belly. After a short while, Rhue grunted and promptly came all over himself, his cum mixing with the lube on his clothes. His orgasm was truly intense. The sound of the accelerated heartbeat of the wolf and his gurgling insides, the pulsating pressure of the warm, sexy muscles, and the fantastic scent polluting his nostrils sent his entire body into pleasure as he pumped his cum out into the pouch of the wolf. Rhue started to moan loudly, pressing his face hard into the wolf's inner gut. Luckily for him, the screeching of the wind in the wolf's ears prohibited him from hearing Rhue's cries of pleasure. After his 15 seconds of heaven were up, the human lay in the afterglow of what was one of the best orgasms he'd had in a long time, and tucked his still erect penis back into its own little pouch.

Feeling truly tired out now, the human drifted off to sleep...

***

After 45 minutes of intense running, Randi finally made it to his cave. He shut the door of the entranceway behind him and approached the door to the living room, brushing the snow off in the foyer before entering. His breathing was heavy, and raspy from the freezing dry air outside.

The living room was spacious, with large comfortable couches and chairs. A huge fireplace in the back brought warmth and light into the room. The floor and walls were covered in fur and skins of prey he had previously caught, keeping the warmth in and adding a strange texture to the cave.

A pot of warm tea sat near the fireplace. Randi took a swig of it to hydrate himself, careful not to swallow any down the wrong pipe and burn the human. If Rhue were awake, he'd have felt a jet of warmth surge past his face into the true belly of the wolf he was inside of.

The wolf turned to the left to go down the hallway. Past the bathroom and the master bedroom, Randi had a small guest bedroom. Unfortunately, he had not gotten around to building a fireplace in there yet, as he would need to carve out a chimney into the hill where the cave was situated. For now, he grabbed the blankets from the spare room and made his way back into the lounge, lurching tiredly onto the rug in front of the fireplace. He took the human's backpack off his own shoulder and tossed it onto a nearby chair.

Randi lay on his back and rubbed his belly gently. Rhue was sound asleep inside. Randi spread his legs and prepared to gently push the human out of the pouch through his anus. The muscles in his belly adjusted the humans position carefully and pressed his boots against his giving hole.

The large, puckered anus expanded and contracted, making itself more wet with lubricant fluid with each movement. It started to open slowly for the human's release. The wolf pushed the human out somewhat quickly, with little effort on his part. The massive black anal ring opened up wide to push out the human's legs, torso, and arms. It was mostly painless for Randi, save for the human's metal coat buttons getting caught a few times. The human's clothes were slick with the scented lubricant, which left gooey vines trailing from his body to Randi's hole. Finally, the human's head slipped out and rested against the anus of the wolf as it closed up, giving him a noisy kiss on the top of his head.

Randi, breathing heavily, carefully shifted away from the human and grabbed a cushion from the couch to prop up Rhue's head. The human was then promptly undressed by the wolf to remove the lube-soaked clothes before the human lost any more warmth. As Randi removed them, he noticed that the human's coat smelled of something strange. He sniffed it more deeply and realised it was semen. The human must have gotten off inside of him.

The wolf considered this for a moment, and felt a small twitch in his own sheath. When he himself was a pup, he had never considered that being pouched could be sexual, but of course after his kind was sexually developed they were fully grown and too large to experience something like that. He sniffed at the human's cum a little more, and started to imagine the sorts of pleasure he had inadvertently given the young adult. The very tip of his own member inched ever so slightly out of his black sheath.

He buried the thought and proceeded to dry the human off respectfully. Rhue was sound asleep through all of this, which was expected as the wolf's scented fluids had helped calm him. Soon the human was safely asleep in front of the fire, covered in blankets. The wolf decided to rest on the sofa that evening to watch over the human. Randi smiled to himself proudly as he looked upon the human whose life he had saved. The little creature looked quite cute as he curled up by the fire under the blankets Randi had given him. His weary body began to relax as his instincts congratulated him for a job well done. A pup had been protected from the cold once again. He didn't take his eyes off of the human until they closed for the last time that evening, carrying the wolf into his own peaceful slumber.