Skinny dipping had been a bad idea. One moment she was wandering the lakeside in search of her towel, the next she was being pursued by a hulking beast. Granted, it wasn't too unlike Pubby to find herself in a messy situation. The beast held her against the tree. One giant clawed hand had her throat in his clutches, the other gripped her leg tightly. Slowly, he raised it, exposing her soaking, pink tunnel to warm summer's air. Pubby shuddered as the beast's labored breaths brushed against her cheek. She let out a choked squeak as something warm and wet pressed against the bottom of her breasts. It throbbed slightly, smearing a warm liquid onto her brown fur. She held back a cry as an oblong object shakily made its way up her chest. She knew what it was. It wasn't hard to figure out. What really scared her about it was the fact that he hadn't moved his hips an inch. It had gotten bigger.
Her cheeks puffed lightly as she began to hold her breath. She didn't want to make what was coming any worse for herself. Her eyes tried to steady themselves through her shaking, focusing on the 8-foot canine hunched in front of her. Right as they did, a glob of thick, canine precum dropped onto her chest. The liquid caused her skin to glow in the moonlight, and only further exposed the tip of that wolf's swollen, thick cock.
The beast inhaled deeply, his cock throbbing again as he took in the sweet scent of the girl's wetness. Animals could smell fear, she knew that, but could they smell arousal? This situation was terrifying, but Pubby couldn't deny the growing arousal that began to spread down her body. The werewolf suddenly took a step back, releasing her momentarily and letting the poor girl slide down the tree. Her eyes squeezed shut as she felt herself sink closer and closer to the ground. Before long, she found herself on her knees in front of that mighty creature.
Drip, drip, drip.
That thick liquid began to splash onto the top of her head, working its way into her coily red curls like a layer of shampoo. She opened her mouth to gasp, but soon found this to be the biggest mistake of the night. The beast took his 18in red rocket in one clawed hand and pushed his tip into her mouth with one swift motion. Pubby's eyes suddenly shot open, a gag escaping her parted lips. There was a grunt, and then a loud
THWAP
as the werewolf suddenly pushed his hips forward, shoving 9in of that fat 18in cock down her throat. Tears began to stream from Pubby's eyes, making her mascara run already. Despite the pain that came with having her throat stretched like it too was a breeding hole, her short tail was wagging wildly behind her.
The wolf suddenly leaned forward. His arms wrapped around the tree for support as he slowly pulled his hips back.
THWAP, THWAP, THWAP.