She ran through the darkness as fast as she could, terror driving her legs faster than she thought possible. The beast behind her was gaining, its panting growing louder with every step. Why had she gone jogging on the trail, tonight of all nights? The moon was full, and it was supposed to be bright enough to see everything, even under the canopy of branches. Instead, it meant that she was easy prey for whatever was hunting her.
Before, she had gotten a single glimpse at the thing chasing her. A rustling of the bushes, and she turned to look, worried that a hungry animal might be desperate enough to try and attack her. Instead, what climbed into view was much more terrifying. It stood tall- easily over six feet- on two legs like a man, but that was where the resemblance ended. It's head, legs, and everything else were that of a wolf. The moonlight reflected off of golden eyes, five long claws white in the light on each paw, and saliva glistened silver on it's snarling muzzle. She stopped in her tracks, seized by fear and awe.
It's a...werewolf. A real, REAL werewolf...
The impossible beast began to slowly stride towards her. It seemed off balance on two legs, but kept its eyes locked on hers. She felt its stare freeze her, paralyzing her as she tried to decide if this was real or a dream. For a moment, she felt something draw her to it, something deep in her animal heart that called her to the creature. Something in its gaze that promised her freedom, fulfillment, and
satisfaction. Satisfaction that she would never receive from her boring, human life...
It was only a few yards from her when she saw its open maw, filled with jagged teeth, its tongue, something between human and canine, dripping with slather, and her common sense rebelled. Without thinking, she screamed, willed her legs to move, and turned to run. The last she saw as she turned her head was it dropping to all fours, ready for the chase.
She had made two off-kilter strides before it howled, chilling her to her core. Panic, the raw, panic of a hunted animal gripped her, driving her faster. She tasted a bitter tang in her mouth as her body flooded with adrenaline, long-dormant reflexes kicking in to save her from an impossible threat. Behind her, she could hear the hard padding of paws on the sidewalk, heavy panting of a predator after its prey.
The street light ahead of her bathed a small circle of the trail in yellow glow. A small part of her brain had decided that if she made it to the light, she would be safe. Safe from the beast, safe from the nightmare; she didn't have time to consider the illogic or nonsense of it. All that mattered was safety, familiarity, the bright, safe environment in that little circle would protect her from the darkness, no matter how small.
She had almost made it, only a few steps ahead. She heard claws scraping the concrete, imagined hot, wet breath on the back of her legs, of the monster hungry for her. She could hardly breath, the terror gripping her lungs, muscles aching as she pushed herself harder than she ever had before. The creature was right behind her, so close, she
could
feel its breath, and...
...and she was safe. She had made it into the light. Spinning around, the monster was gone. She checked every direction, and saw nothing in the darkness. Her ears were deafened by her pulse, the blood pounding in her heart, her chest, her head, but there was no sign of the- the
wolf
. The nightmare was over. The wolf was gone, if it had ever been real. She bent over and held her knees, trying to breathe again now that she was back in the realm of sanity, of hard certain reality. Inside of her ring of dim yellow light, she was safe.
She only screamed when the clawed arm reached out, grabbed her by the ankle, and dragged her back into the darkness.
She screamed her lungs raw, her throat hoarse, and the monster kept dragging her. She kicked and struggled, digging and breaking her nails in the dirt and leaves and branches of the forest floor, fighting with every ounce of strength to free herself, and get back to the light, and the sanity that it represented. The werewolf (for that's what it was, it could not be anything else) ignored all of it, steadily drawing her further into the deep of the forest. She was bring dragged from the light of her world into the darkness of the wolf's.
After a while, she stopped screaming, her cries reduced to terrified moans, and finally whimpers. The protecting glow of the lamplight was a distant memory, long since gone from her vision and the thought of safety quickly fading from her heart. Only once her limbs grew weak and her struggles withered to nothing did the beast stop, and let go of her ankle. She managed to get her knees under her, but her legs were too weak to let her more than crawl. Not that she would be allowed to.
The beast's panting seemed to only grow louder as it circled her, switching between two legs and all fours as if it were trying to decide something. It sniffed the air around her, and she tried to stay still, and fought back tears in the vain hope that it might save her. It
's going to eat me
, she thought, panicking as it sniffed closer to her in ever-smaller circles. She could feel its hot breath on her, alternating with the inhaling through its muzzle as it sampled her scent. Finally, an eternity later, it stopped behind her. She swallowed painfully, and tried to prepare herself for the end.
Instead of the sharp pain of claws and death, something very different imposed itself on her, as the monster stuck its snout squarely between her braced thighs, into her groin, and shoved its nose into her cunt.
Oh god no
her mind screamed as it sniffed her pussy through the thin fabric of her athletic pants, inhaling deeper the more of her scent it took in.
THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE PLEASENO ANYTHING BUT THIS
A wall broke in her, and the first whimper left her lips. The wolf froze, and withdrew its muzzle from her sex. Shuddering, shivering, she turned her head to look over her shoulder, and in the moonlight, she saw her fate. Standing on it's hind legs (
his
hind legs, rather), the wolf was fully erect. His cock was rigid, pointing right at her while his eyes glinted gold with hunger. For an eternity, she stared at him, his member, his eyes, his drooling jaws, and finally closed her eyes, turned her head down to the ground, and began to sob.
The sound of her acceptance was all that the monster needed to begin. He hooked his clawed hands inside the waistband of her pants, slicing through the stretchy material, and effortlessly tore them off of her backside. Goosebumps rose on the white flesh of her large, round ass as the night air began to chill her skin. Her sobbing grew worse as his warm nose shoved between her legs again, hot breath matching the heat coming off her bare sex. Her entire body shuddered as his thick tongue licked out against her lips, more like a human's than a wolf's.
What is he doing?! Is he trying to make me...
loosen up?!
His musk was strong, clogging her nostrils and making it harder for her to focus on anything but what was happening between her legs. She tried not to
t
hink about what he wanted, as his tongue slid ever further, up and inside her labia with each lick. And yet, a small, distant part of her brain tried to count the last time she had had someone's tongue between her legs. Then his rough tongue flicked across her clit, and everything inside her broke.
A jolt of sensation shot through her body, interrupting anything she had been thinking or feeling before. Everything in her screamed at once as her body shook with the violation. Tears ran freely down her face, and she sobbed uncontrollably, as if mourning the reality that she had lived in until now, where this could never have happened. Her entire being flooded with horror and disbelief and shame all at once, and a single thought seized her:
I'M BEING RAPED BY A MONSTER.
His tongue flicked over her clit again and she felt herself swell up in reaction. And again, but this time the tiny nub of nerve had grown to meet him, defying her body's attempts to fight it's own reactions. With each caress of the warm, rough tongue, her clit seemed to engorge more, sending shockwaves of something frighteningly close to pleasure through her. His tongue paused, and she froze as well, a last bit of hope that he might stop, and leave her whole and with what remained of her dignity. Then it pressed against her labia, pressed further, dove inside her, and began to lick.
OH GOD HE WANTS ME TO COME FIRST
She screamed louder than she ever had in her life as the monster drove his snout further into her. She let out every single ounce of regret and hate and shame she had left against the creature, screamed until her throat was raw, struggling with the last of her strength against the horrifying feeling growing in her cunt. His heavy, animal scent was overpowering, and she vaguely considered that it might part of the reason for the warm numbness spreading through her mind. Her hips began to move involuntarily, slowly rocking back and forth with the strokes of his tongue. She could feel it almost reaching to her womb; almost reaching upward and in to her most tender spot. A few millimeters more, and this impossible creature would have her conquered her. And part of her wanted him to.
I'M BEING RAPED BY A MONSTER.
