Page 3 of Bred By the Wolfman

How big is this guy?

I can’t manage out words as he fucks me with his tongue, then quickly returns to my clit, back and forth. Soon I’m squirming and moaning, my pussy aching for something that isn’t there. Again that tongue twists its way into my channel, licking upward and then dragging along the inside of me.

“Oh, fuck,” I manage out, my whole body snapping up. He does it again, rubbing against my inner wall, and I can already feel my orgasm coming on. “God, yes.” I can’t stop the words tumbling out of my mouth.

Again he teases my clit, and again he fills me up, devouring me. I can’t help it when I go screeching right over the end of the train tracks, and something opens up inside me, unleashing a torrent of liquid.

“Oh no,” I whimper as his tongue rapidly licks me. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what just happened, I?—”

“You’ve never squirted?” the wolfman asks, bafflement in his voice. “It’s normal.” Then he chuckles to himself, a rather self-satisfied sound. “I’m glad I could be your first one, again.”

Claws gently brush over the thick flesh of my ass, where he pulls my cheeks apart once more.

“Will you be done staring soon?” I ask, my pussy wide open and begging to be filled with something—anything.

Another booming laugh. But then his voice drops to a growl as he says, “You want my cock inside you, do you?”

I groan with frustration. I can’t believe I’m asking him to do the very thing he paid good money to come and do to me. But I’m horny and hungry and his filthy mouth is turning me on.

“Yeah,” I snap. “I do. So what are you waiting for?”

There’s no laugh this time, but a deep, hungry growl. Then comes a sound like a belt unbuckling, and clothes sliding down fur. Another rustle—maybe he’s even taking off his shirt. Getting fully naked in order to have sex with me.

Oh, god. That’s what he’s going to do now. I’m about to get fucked by a real, live wolfman, so he can put a “cub” in me.

“What’s your name?” I ask suddenly, wanting to know at least one thing about the monster whose offspring I’m about to carry.

“We signed—” he begins.

“No, it’s okay if it’s a fake one,” I clarify quickly for the surveillance cameras. “I just need... um, something. To say. You know.”

A hum of amusement comes from behind me. “Bill,” he says. “Call me Bill.”

That’s a fucking weird name to pick.

“Please, Bill,” I say, raising my hips higher into the air even though it makes the padded straps tighten. I need what only he can give me, and I need it right now. “Come inside me.”

I hear a dangerous growl, and this time when the big, meaty hands grab my ass, the claws dig in.

“Oh, I will,” Bill the wolfman says. Something soft and wet nudges at my entrance, and those claws spread me wide again, revealing everything. He’s breathing so hard I can feel it against my back. That object slides in further, just a tip, but... it’s big. Really big. Though it coasts on how slick I am, there’s still only so much give.

“Your cunt is dripping for me, isn’t it?” Bill says, gripping me tight. I moan when he urges me to widen for him, and he huffs against my back. “And I’m going to fuck the most wonderful cub into it.”

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RUSS

Fuck. Damn.

She feels perfect. So completely, utterly, blissfully perfect, and I’ve barely gotten the tip of my cock inside her. And holy shit, she’s tight, too. I expected her to be small, given that she’s human and everything, but her hot, wet pussy is making my balls tighten up, and a shiver runs down my spine. I’m practically vibrating with how badly I already need to come in her.

What I can see of her is beautiful, the ideal shape for carrying my cub. She has broad hips and a narrow waist and ribcage, her breasts hidden under her shirt. I can get a good idea of their size, though, and I know they’ll be perfect, too. Her hair is long and dark, and braided to hang down her neck. I wish I could see what her face looks like, but that’s against the rules.

Before I’m even halfway sheathed in her tiny, pink pussy, my body is singing for her. She’s ideally compatible with me, just like I am with her. It won’t take many visits to fill her up with my cub. Which is too bad, that I won’t get to breed her more than a few times here. And then afterwards, I’ll be kept away from her until my cub is born.

My instincts don’t like that, not at all. But I knew that would happen walking into this—and I’m prepared to curb myself to get what I want.

I don’t dive into her all at once, because I can tell her body is already stretched to its limit. I’ll need to warm her up first, so my cock doesn’t hurt her tiny human cunt.

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