A young caped woman would be walking through a dense forest. Trees that extended up for what seemed like forever. She would grip the cloak closer to her body as she wandered around. It was known to have a pack of rogue werewolves who usually stayed in wolf form. She had been in this forest for hours. She had gotten lost sometime ago because she had ran into a few of those werewolves. They had seemed hungry but for what? They had been able to back her into a corner and nearly teared her apart but luckily for her, they were only able to tear apart her clothing she had under the cloak. She was able to get away with her life and her red cloak...barely. Since that incident she had become lost. She could hear some howls around, and some loud, rough steps. They were following her and been since their encounter. It was their forest after all, and they could smell her from the other side of it.
They could smell her pussy, they needed her to relieve all the tension off their beasty members. She heard the loud steps of what she would assume would be the wolves, she didn't even turn around. She began to run, slipping and falling every so often over broken branches or fallen trees. She came to what seemed like a dead end. Where the forest ran into the mountain side. She began looking around desperately either for a way to climb or a way to hide. She found a hollowed log that was covered heavily in pine shrubbery. Even her nose cringed at the amount of smell the shrubbery let off. "Please...don't find me" She muttered as she forced her way through the shrubbery into the hollow log. She'd curl up with her hands over her mouth and nose. Hoping to be as quiet and still as possible.
Like a pack of dogs, they would soon arrive at her hiding spot. Stopping in front of the dead end, they would be panting, more than usual, all their blood rushing down they large beasty members, ready to burst inside their prey to mate. A few of them would step on the log, as they lost her track around the heavily smelling pine.
She would hear the creaking of the log when the wolves would stand upon it to look around the area. She held her breath and closed her eyes tightly as she held her fetal position as quietly as possible. Howling near the mountain, most of them would run out, searching for another prey or lost human to use.
She waited a few minutes til she thought she had heard them all leave. She would gasp for air and slump into the log, the log creaking heavily with her body pressing against it. "I thought I was done for...". Sadly for her; her movements would be noticed by one of the wolves that stayed behind, stepping back silently, following the noises near the log. The beast, twice the size of an average wolf, would follow the small cracks that her body had created. The wolf could see the girl through the log where bits of bark had fallen away. His eyes getting bigger as he could see her pale skin and red cloak. She would close her eyes, stifling a yawn. All the running she had been doing was beginning to catch up to her. She didn't feel like she could do too much more because most of her energy had been drained from the huge amounts of adrenaline that went through her body earlier during her runs. "Ill stay here for a while longer and hopefully get some sleep." She mumbled to herself, as she stretched out against the log attempting to get comfortable. She was completely unaware of the dangers the lurked just outside of the hollow log.
His cock throbbing, the breeding hole was near, panting loudly, he was now rushing, a beast in heat going at full speed for her, his large jaw opened to grab the first thing he could to keep her still. She felt the log begin to shift side to side as the wolf had rammed into it, panic filled her and her heart began to beat out of her chest. She quickly sat up, perfect timing to see the wolfs large opened mouth coming at her and gripping the hood attached at her neck. She would scream out of fear, she had not seen this coming. She had thought she was safe! Her screams would only alert the surrounding wolves who had scampered off.
The horny beast would pull harder on her cloak, even if he had to choke her, he was going to use her. His natural instinct would tell him to kill her but something about the scent of her pussy just gave him the urge to fuck her. Other wolves were rushing around the area.
She couldn't help but hate herself for screaming, but it was an instinct after all. She would making gagging and gasping noises as the wolf jerked on her cloak, dragging her closer to him. She had a hard time reaching for the clip that held it in place, so she frantically tried clawing away. The bark of the wood began splintering from her clawing attempts, they would embed themselves under her nails and they began to bleed, but she didnt care. She began a lame attempt at kicking the beast away.
The large beast would take the small kicks in his face without even really taking care, slowly moving above her. Trying to mount her as his front paws would be now besides her head. Groaning trying to move his hips above her ass. The log was now the rendez vous point of the entire pack of beasts.
