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Lyle picked his way through the cornfields, following the source of the noise.
The cabin was his favorite place to spend weekends, away from the noise and bustle of pollution and city traffic. His haven away from real life.
And he needed one. Free from algorithms and stock tickers and self-absorbed assholes. Out here it was just him and the wilds, the thick forest and rolling fields and starlit night sky.
But tonight, something else was here too.
It wasn’t a coyote or a fox, he knew their voices. It wasn’t an owl or a bobcat or a fisher, he knew them too.
This one was different.
It sounded like something in pain, the cries deep and guttural, almost man-like. He hefted the wood-splitting ax over his shoulder, its weight an added reassurance. The flashlight in his hand was off, the nearly full moon bright enough to see by, especially against the backdrop of pale cornstalks.
The voice turned harsher as he got closer, clearly suffering.
His heart skipped a few beats, fingers clenching more tightly on the smoothly worn ax handle. He barely breathed through his nostrils, the sound was intense, stirring up his blood in ways he couldn’t describe.
He stepped through a row of cornstalks and into a flattened out circle.
“ - what the fuck - “
A man lay curled up on his side, knees hugged tightly to his chest.
His skin was scratched and bleeding, he was howling piteously, making noises that sent shivers down Lyle's spine.
The man was naked.
The moment he heard Lyle, he writhed, snarling.
“ - stay the fuck away from me - “
“But…you’re hurt! Let me help…”
“NO, get the fuck back!”
Lyle stepped closer. “Man, I’m serious, you need help - “
The man let out a savage roar, muscles rippling in the moonlight.
Under different circumstances, Lyle would be ripping his own clothes off and throwing himself at this man, god, he was staggeringly hot, it wasn’t funny.
But he was clearly not okay, so Lyle swallowed hard and offered a hand.
“Let me help you.”
The man stared up at him almost fearfully, which seemed weird considering he was packed with muscle and at least twice Lyle’s size.
“...no…” he whimpered. “You can’t, it’s too late, you need to run - “
“What? Why?”
The man stared up at the moon, eyes flashing intensely silver. What the fuck?
“Fuck,” he whispered. “Fuck, too late, fuck, FUCK, you need to RUN - “
“What the hell are you talking - “
In the next instant, Lyle gasped - the man’s body was changing shape. He watched in horror, frozen, fingers clenched hard on the ax handle, while the man grew even larger. His limbs stretched and shifted - Lyle could hear bones cracking and restitching, adjusting. Dark silvery fur sprouted on his bleeding skin, streaked with crimson from his wounds. His hands became heavy paws, wicked claws protruding. His face elongated into a snout, a black nose, sharp fangs. Furry ears and a thick tail.
He put his ears back, hackles raised, paws digging into the ground, and growled.
Holy fucking mother of fuck.
“ - oh my god - “ Lyle whispered.
Before he could even think about reacting, the wolf lunged for him.
He cried out when it knocked him over with one fluid pounce. The ax went sailing off into the cornstalks as he hit the ground hard. His lungs collapsed, expelling air, leaving him breathless, gasping in panic.
Its weight pressed him unbearably into the broken cornstalks, digging into his back, his legs, cutting him on the sharp edges. Like landing on a bed of knives.
He found his breath and shrieked, trying to push the thing off him.
It growled and swatted at him, catching its claws in his tee shirt and tearing. The torn fabric fluttered to the ground, exposing bare skin.
He felt its teeth grazing down his skin, barely breaking the surface.
He gasped and fought, trying to find its throat, to claw its face, anything.
His struggling only pissed it off.
It dragged its paw angrily, tearing through his belt, his jeans, his briefs. Those, too, fluttered open.
Exposing his pussy.
“ - no, fuck - “
It latched onto his throat, closing its teeth on his tender skin. He couldn’t fight back, couldn’t get it off him, panting hard, writhing wildly.
The jaws started to close, teeth digging in, stabbing needle points in his bruised flesh, tearing, making him bleed.
Oh god, he was going to die.
He cried out sharply, inadvertently bucking upward, brushing his pussy against its fur-covered belly.
The jaws stopped. Held in place. The ears twitched.
Lyle watched in horror when the nose started crinkling. Sniffing experimentally.
Their gazes locked.
It growled softly.
He whimpered.
It let go of his neck as suddenly as it had grabbed onto him and backed up, shuffling down his body, nosing and licking his chest, his belly.
“ - ow, fuck!...no - “
Its tongue was warm and rough, lapping up the blood from his scratches as it worked its way excitedly down.
To his naked cunt.
It shoved a blunt nose between his legs, snuffling.
“ - no!...fuck, fuck, no!...stop, leave me alone - “
Its ears went back, growling.
He tried to twist away, but it smacked a brutal paw down, grinding him into the dirt.
“ - fuck!...god, no, please - “
It held him down, hunkering lower, whuffling excitedly.
Lyle hazarded a glance down his belly and instantly choked.
The wolf’s cock was unsheathed, hard and smooth in the moonlight, and holy hell, it was… astoundingly big.
Oh god.
“ - no! - “ He tried to protest, to shove it away, but batting at its meaty foreleg was about as effective as doing nothing at all.
“ - please, don’t - please, I - “
Its jaws split open, tongue lolling, spilling drool down his face and neck.
“ - fuck!...stop - “
The hips lowered deeper. He felt its penis brush over his belly, dragging lower.
His pussy liked it, responding almost instantly.
The warm, smooth skin dragged lower still, carving a sinful trail down his belly. Then the wolf shifted its hips quickly, laying its erection on his chest, dragging down again. It was making a weird moaning noise, dragging its cock over his torso.
Was it…rutting?
His pussy was getting wet, spilling its own slobber, creamy and eager.
The wolf started sniffling wildly while it dragged its thick cock down his belly, then started thrusting gently on his skin.
It was rutting. Getting itself worked up, teasing its own dick on his helpless body. Arousing Lyle in the process, his cunt was soaking.
“ - no, please - “
It let out a vicious growl, staring down at him.
Slobber pooled down its tongue, splashing hot and sticky on his cheek.
“ - please - “ he whimpered.
It wiggled its hips around, lining itself up. Was it going to watch him while it fucked him??
Snarling softly, it worked its hips until its monstrous erection was in position, the broad, leaking head pressed tight against Lyle’s creamy hole.
The wolf grunted.
He tried one last time to beg. “ - wolf, please - “
With a snort, it dropped its hips and jammed its thick cock inside his pussy.
“ - fuck!...oh my fucking god - “
The wolf growled happily, burrowing itself in deeper. Digging its hind legs into the dirt for better traction, so it could fight for penetration.
Lyle groaned, eyes rolling back.
He wanted to close his legs, to get that thing out of him, his body was being invaded - but he couldn’t. He couldn’t move, couldn’t fight. All he could do was whimper and take it.
The wolf pushed more insistently.
Its hard cock split his silky muscle, nudging itself bluntly inside his pussy.
“ - fuck, you’re…so fucking big - “
The wolf snorted gently, gave one more rapid thrust, and seated its length inside him.
“ - FUCK, oh my god, fuck - “
The wolf’s low growling rumbled steadily as it started thrusting.
Lyle whined, squirming, taking the thing between his legs. God it was massive, bigger than any cock he’d ever taken, worming its way demandingly inside him, filling his pussy with a size that boggled his mind.
His legs opened of their own accord, hips opening, spine curling, as it forced itself in and out. Swollen balls smacking against his ass while it used him, the blunt collisions an insulting form of degradation.
It grunted, burying its cock in his warm, clutching hole, spilling out slick with every push.
He could feel it trickling hot down his thighs, scented sharply of sex.
Sex with a wolf.
A wolf that was raping him.
“ - please - “ he moaned. “ - stop, please, no - “
The wolf kept fucking him.
He pawed weakly at the forelegs pinning him down, surprised at how soft its fur was. It actually felt…really nice.
He started running his fingers through it, up and down the wolf’s forelegs, trying to will himself to get through this. Even though its cock was carving him apart, tearing brutally open, breaking his pussy. But if he let it fuck him, then maybe it would just leave after. If he survived the assault.
The tail started waving gently, growls softening, the more he stroked its fur.
Did it… like that?
Its cock pushed deeper but slower, forcing his body to adapt and accept it. But somehow…more gently.
Experimentally, Lyle felt its legs, caressing the hard muscle, enjoying the softness of its fur.
He stroked down to its paws, touching the iron claws, feeling its toes, kind of liking its massive padded weight on top of him, then caressing back up to its chest.
Petting it.
It rolled its hips smoothly, whuffling deeply, sniffing at him.
He almost laughed when it licked his face.
The cock in his pussy was tearing him open, but it thrust gently. And his pussy was making endless cream, slicking its shaft, making them both wet. Easing the invasion.
Its warm flesh scraped against his walls, catching every nerve.
“ - oh…fuck! - he gasped quietly, hips bucking.
His writhing jammed it in faster, hitting the end of his cunt.
“ - god!...fuck, that…fuck, you’re so big - “
The wolf licked his cheek, snuffling his hair, pushing deep inside him.
“ - I’ve…never…been this full before…fuck - “
It struck his front wall with perfect curvature.
“ oh, FUCK…fuck, there!...god, fuck me there! - “
The wolf responded, indulgently slamming his sweet spot, turning his brain to fireworks.
“ - fuck, yes, god, please - “
He babbled, running his fingers wildly through its fur, grabbing at it, lifting his hips, begging with his body.
The tail waved as it piled into him forcefully.
Oh god, oh fuck, it felt so good.
“ - more! - “ he demanded. “ - more, give me more, shove that fucking wolf cock…in my wet pussy - “
It growled and slammed into him.
“ - FUCK!...yes, god, yes, fuck, more, please - “
The wolf braced its hind legs and rammed. Gliding hard and quick over his strung-out nerves, scraping and filling, dragging in and out, turning his body to frenzied mush.
Lyle was mad for it, clawing at its legs, grunting as ferally as the animal itself, slamming his hips against it.
The dick in his pussy was making him crazy. It fucked him perfectly, rocking savagely with brutal elegance, filling his pussy with inhuman size.
Wet slapping noises filled the night air, the sounds of filthy sex, every time it worked its wolf cock inside his needy, clenching cunt.
“ - god it feels…so fucking good - “
It picked up speed. Fucking him hard, pushing him across the dirt, then dragging him back so it could stuff itself between his legs all over again.
He held on to it, clinging to its legs, gasping in dirty delight when it slobbered on his face.
He licked the slobber, moaning.
The wolf went wild.
Pounding into him, dropping its hips ruthlessly, using his wet, greedy pussy. He clamped down hard, grunting and moaning, squeezing its dick with his smooth muscle, grinning evilly when it yelped and fucked harder.
It was tearing his cunt to shreds.
He threw his head back, arching his spine, legs as wide as they’d go, getting bred by a wolf like a fucking slut. Every nerve felt like it was on fire.
The impact against his front wall was going to kill him if he didn’t cum soon.
“ - please, I’m…I’m so close…”
It railed his pussy, splitting him open.
“ - god, yes!...fuck, yes…fuck -
A brutal hammer on a soft nail, it pounded ruthlessly, lighting fires in his brain. He writhed and moaned, unable to beg, drooling and panting, making needy whimpers.
The wolf closed its jaws on his neck and rammed.
“ - FUCK! - “ he screamed.
Another hard blow inside him.
He whined, meeting its intelligent eyes.
He tried to beg, to say please, to ask for what he needed. But he didn’t have to. The wolf knew.
It hit him so hard he shrieked, and instantly exploded with orgasm.
He came violently, flinging his hips against the wolf’s, smashing their bodies together, the delicious burning in his pussy making him gloriously, disgustingly used.
The wolf threw its silky head back and howled, loud and vicious and proud, cuming inside his pussy.
Lyle felt the spasms, each rough slam of cum, filling his pussy. He’d never imagined such warmth, such fullness. He dug his heels into the ground so he could spread his legs wider, opening his cunt, taking it all inside him.
He wanted its fluids, he wanted flooded and overwhelmed. He wanted wolf semen breeding his pussy.
“ - give me more, I want all of it, every drop, inside my cunt…breed me…fuck…I’d…I’d carry your pups, fill me - “
The wolf growled softly, embedding its penis deeper.
Stopping the flow, pushing its cum to the back of his pussy, burying it deep, stored safely inside his body.
He moaned with happiness, willing his cunt to absorb the wolf’s seed.
But then he felt his pussy stretching, the wolf’s penis swelling, a round hard lump forming just inside his entrance, stretching his skin tight around its dick.
“ - oh my god, you’re knotting me -
The wolf whuffled low, nosing his cheek, licking his sweaty hair.
It dug its legs in, burying as deeply as his body could take, swelled and joined.
Knotted by a werewolf.
It felt so fucking delicious. Lyle couldn’t stop a steady, soft murmur of stupid cooing noises, taking its seed.
Getting bred.
The wolf showed no signs of releasing, and eventually it lowered itself carefully on top of him. Supporting its weight so it didn’t kill him, but he felt snugly, pleasantly crushed underneath it.
He started petting its beautiful face, murmuring praise.
“God, you’re incredible. That feels…so good.”
He scratched its ears, pleased when the tail started wagging enthusiastically.
“What a good boy. My good boy, my handsomest boy,” he cooed. “Got your huge fucking dick stuffed in my little pussy…so warm…feels so full, I love it…gonna breed me up, huh boy. Gonna put pups in my cunt so I can carry your litter.”
The wolf growled excitedly, tail going crazy. Ears perked forward, licking his face and neck so happily he laughed.
Lyle kissed its nose. “Good boy. There’s my good boy. Keep that cock in my cunt, don’t you dare let go. Fuck. I feel so…close…is that stupid? I hope not, I love this.”
The wolf licked his face gently, nuzzling him.
After a while, it laid its head against his, nuzzling his cheek with its own. Rubbing its face on him.
Lyle wrapped his arms around its neck, kissing it sweetly, nibbling its furry ear, lost in the wild scent of its skin, in the feeling of his legs being spread wide, his pussy stretched nearly to breaking around its knot.
Still taking its seed. Letting it fuck him and fill him, so he could carry its puppies in his cunt.
God.
He shivered, inadvertently clenching. Laughing when it snorted and nuzzled hard.
“Good boy,” he soothed, petting it. Loving the silky fur, the wildness. “Good boy.”
Tiredness crept over Lyle's exhausted body, but it felt nice to be nestled in soft fur. He sighed softly.
The wolf nuzzled his face, pressing its head solidly against his, knot still swelled tight.
" - god, I...I think I'm gonna fucking fall asleep - "
The wolf butted his nose gently, ears forward, making low noises in its throat.
It felt like a lullaby.
Under the stars, slightly bloody, pussy full of wolf cock, and deliciously fucked out, Lyle fell asleep.