Authors note: This is the first story I ever wrote. I would love your feedback and advice but be gentle with me so I don't have to ugly cry in the shower later. If you get curious about Bunny's condition, look up "induced ovulation in rabbits". See, you can learn things from reading porn.
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Ben and his brother Will were watching a colony of rabbits frolicking at the far edge of a wooded clearing. There were three more werewolves there, all members of the same pack. They were not the handsome werewolves like they showed in the movies, shifting from man to wolf. These were scrappy, wild werewolves that usually took a beast form somewhere between man and wolf. Lean and mean. Their pack of five werewolves had just brought down a big buck and had eaten their fill and were now enjoying relaxing in the shade with their bellies full of meat.
The rabbits in the clearing would hop and chase each other, playing a game of tag. Then they would all stop, sit up on their back legs and check on the werewolves. When they seemed to assure themselves that the wolves were too far to catch them before they darted down their warren, they would resume play. Cheeky little bastards.
Ben had nothing better to do so he watched them. He had eaten rabbit plenty of times before, but it was not his favorite. Too much fur, too little meat. Ben's mother used to bring live rabbits for him and Will to train on when they were pups. Those were fun days. She used to say that the only good thing a rabbit could do was breed. Good old mom, he really should go visit her, but she was currently shacked up with a human lumberjack that Ben didn't care for.
Ben looked over at his brother. Will was tall and lean like Ben, usually standing on two legs but maintaining the wolf like shape in the face and keeping the gray and brown fur and claws of a wolf. Will seemed transfixed with watching the rabbits. Ben smiled his wolfish grin, showing all canines. Will must be remembering the same childhood game.
Ben realized the rabbits were doing more than playing. They were all taking turns fucking each other. Horny little beasts. It didn't seem to bother them who was fucking who, they were mounting each other indiscriminately.
Watching them was starting to piss Ben off. Fucking bastards. Why should those fucking bastards be getting laid when it had been months for him and his pack mates. Not much lady wolf tail out in the mountains. The lady wolves all preferred tame city werewolves... with jobs. Or at least that's what his ex-girlfriend told him. Good riddance to her.
That's it! Ben slunk over to his brother and took on a more wolfish form for hunting.
Will looked up at him, a question in his eyes.
"If I'm not getting any, these damn rabbits aren't gonna get any either." Ben told his brother.
"Distract them for me." Ben nodded towards the rabbits.
Will still had that confused look in his eye but he did as his brother asked. Will moved towards the rabbits just a hairs breath, stretched and sat looking at them.
The rabbits were clearly distracted by this wolf movement but knew the wolf was still too far to reach them before they could get away.
But it was enough distraction that Ben could slip into the trees and make a wide path around them, approaching them from behind. That's when Ben pounced. Ben jumped right into the center of the rabbits, letting out a loud snarl.
The terrified rabbits screamed their little rabbit screams and started running. They were so terrified they scattered in random directions.
Ben thought it was hilarious.
Some ran straight at Will, who was now getting into the game and chased them toward Ben.
Ben chased them back to Will. It was just like the game mom used to play with them.
"Take that you cheeky bastards, no more fucking for you!" Ben shouted at them.
One rabbit got too close to Ben and he nipped it on the back leg, it jumped and went flying, straight at Will who nipped its ear forcing it to turn and run back. That's when Ben pounced on it, grabbing it by the scruff and sinking his teeth into its neck. It screamed and then lay still.
"Oh shit! Hadn't meant to actually kill any of the little furball bastards."
By this time the other three wolves from their pack had trotted over. They were laughing at the proceedings.
"Playing with your food again?" Rex chuckled. Rex was a stocky werewolf with grey and black fur and a friendly disposition.
Ben could hear the little bunny's heart beating rapidly and knew it was still alive. It had a bite on its leg from him and part of its ear was missing from when Will nipped it. Plus of course the teeth marks in its neck. Blood was wetting the back of the bunny's neck.
"Oh shit. I guess I will have to put it down now." Ben told them.
But Ben hated to waste food and he really wasn't hungry. Plus, it would take days to get all that bunny fur out of his teeth. Too bad wild mountain wolves didn't carry dental floss. Oh well.
Feeling a little guilty about the whole thing, Ben tried to sooth the bunny a little before he killed it. He settled down on the ground with his paws around the rabbit.