In a lone castle up in the freezing mountains of Germany, Helga was chained to the cold stone wall of a dark dreary dungeon. In front of Helga was a sinister male figure leering at her helplessness. The woman with long locks of blonde hair sobbed heavily and then shrieked when huge masculine hands pawed her ample breasts for a moment before ripping her clothes off. Now naked before her mysterious captor, Helga wept tearfully while the shadowy man groped every inch of her young nubile body. The shadowy man grabbed one of her gravity-defying tits and licked it like a wild animal. Next, he focused his attention to her nipple and sucked it hard.
"Uhhh... noo... my God, nooo..." moaned the buxom lass. Helga panicked when she heard the unbuckling of her captor's belt and the dropping of his pants. The mysterious man grabbed her hips and forced his dick into her virgin pussy.
"Noooooo!!!" screamed the busty girl. Sweat beads formed on her luscious skin and her massive tits bounced and swayed as her captor violated her. However, the real horror began when she heard an inhuman growl.
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In the village of Ulfhednar, the famous paranormal investigator Octopus Jones sat in a bar. Sitting across the tiny table was a tall and gorgeous buxom blonde woman.
"So Miss Olga Borstein, please tell me again about the last time you saw your sister." asked the famous paranormal investigator Octopus Jones.
"As you can see, Herr Jones, Helga is a prolific writer and folklorist studying old Germanic legends. Last time I've talked to her, she mentioned about the werewolves of Ulfhednar. This is exactly why I've arranged our meeting here." answered Olga.
"I theorized before that this is the work of some deranged serial killer. However, I could be wrong because there were recent news of several other missing women. I checked the Ulfhednar werewolf legend. According to the story, dozens of young village women between the age of eighteen and twenty-one were raped and then eaten by the werewolves of Ulfhednar hundreds of years ago. Four men suspected of lycanthropy were tried and then executed but the leader was never found. Furthermore, there has been recent vanishings of young women and several sightings of mysterious large wolves in these parts. There must be a connection between the legend, the reports and this case."
"I don't know if these things really exist but I feel my sister is still alive." Olga gently touched Octo-J's hand. The tentacled investigator looked into Olga's teary eyes.
"Save my sister... please..."
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Ina dark room in an inn, Octopus Jones sat on the floor and closed his eyes. He gathered no physical evidence and had to rely on clairvoyance, a natural psychic ability he developed after banging a 900 year-old but still "hawt" tantra mistress. Since Helga is the twin sister of Olga, concentrating on her was a snap. All Octo-J had to do is concentrate on Helga's full name and visualize Olga's face.
A few minutes have passed and he saw nothing.
A few more minutes have passed and he still saw nothing.
Finally, after several more minutes, a dark dreary castle entered his mind's eye. The vision showed a vision of an old abandoned castle. Inside the castle's dungeons was a shackled naked young woman bearing likeness to Olga in the process of being ravaged by a wolf-like creature. Her vagina was pumped inside and out by the lycanthrope. The beautiful blonde moaned over and over with each thrust. Her delicious-looking tits were repeatedly pawed by the lycanthrope. Before the werewolf bared his teeth against her neck, a hissing sound was heard across the room. The werewolf stopped his savage attack on the poor Helga.
"You fool! We have bargain! We do not tolerate cheaters!" yelled a mysterious voice.
