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Molly sat at the small table in the tree house, pretending to play tea party with her doll, a curly haired brown poodle that had definitely seen better days and her favourite teddy, a plush labrador which was mostly purple with a few spots of cream, hinting at the soft toys original colour; before her older brother Max had coloured the plush puppies coat in with a Purple marker. To an outsider these toys might seem pretty tattered and well past time to send them to the rubbish tip. However to Molly they were priceless, especially Blueberry as she had renamed the plush toy. Max had given her the puppy when she was really scared of a storm one night, saying "That Joey was scared of storms too, and if she gave him a hug whenever she felt scared, they could both be brave together." Later Max had told her that she could keep Joey, as long as she took good care of him. Max had even grudgingly let her change Joey's name to Blueberry, conceding that the lab pup did look sort of like a dog shaped Blueberry.

"Blueberry would you like another cup of tea?" the young pup asked the plush dog cheerily.

Ten minutes earlier

The large black and grey wolf pulled the blue SUV over to the side of the road. Switching off the engine, he saw the two Rottweiler pups turn into the gate of their family home. the male he judged to be around 9 or 10 years of age and was quite cute, but he was male and Carl didn't go for males that would be queer, and he was no fucking queer. The bitch on the other paw was only 5 or 6 years old Carl reasoned, but she was so fucking hot dressed in her short school dress. The blue and white check of her uniform seeming to compliment the black and tan of her fur perfectly.

Carl had watched the bitch for days now, just thinking about her made the wolf's dick so hard it ached. Every day she would come home from school; put her bag inside, get a drink, a few bickies and head out to the tree house to play some game or another, with her toys or her brother. On Wednesdays though her brother would always stay in the house, to watch some TV show and the young bitch would be outside in the tree house by herself.

Sure enough, just like clock work this Wednesday, out trotted that cute little bitch pup carrying some ratty old plushies, which she carefully climbed the ladder with into the tree house. Carl adjusted his dick which had already began dripping pre cum, in anticipation of what he planned to do with that little Rottweiler's virgin pussy.

Looking around Carl checked to see if anyone was in the vicinity, but seeing no one out on the street of this quiet neighbourhood; he quickly stepped out of the SUV. He left the door unlocked and the keys in the ignition, just in case he needed to make a quick get away if anything went wrong.

Walking briskly the wolf crossed the road and leaped over the small fence that ran along the front of the Rottweiler's family home. Carl started rapidly climbing the ladder leading up to the tree house when he heard the melodic voice of the young pup "Blueberry would you like another cup of tea?" Carl froze momentarily as he wondered if he had missed something, was the bitch really alone or not? However his doubts were quickly put to rest as he heard the young pup put on a deeper voice and answer her own question "Yes please Molly, I would love another cup of tea."

leaping through the doorway of the tree house the wolf landed with a thud in front of Molly who let out a little meep of surprise before stating confidently "Hello, I'm Molly." before enquiring "Who are you?"

"Just call me the big bad wolf!" Carl said with a sneer.

"Yes your big..." Molly said contemplatively "But are you really that bad, you don't look that bad."

"Listen here bitch, I'm the baddest damn wolf your ever going to meet!" Carl stated harshly, instantly destroying the young Rottweiler's confidence and making her feel really scared suddenly. Effortlessly the large lupine seized the young pup, dragging her across the small table like a broom as he pulled her towards him. Molly's toy tea set scattered over the floor with a clatter as it was knocked out of the way. Carl then lay the small canine down on her back none to gently causing the youngster to yelp as she landed on the table.

Grabbing the young pup's school dress, Carl pulled the garment open savagely. The material giving little resistance against the wolf's overwhelming strength, as buttons flew off and the dress tore down the middle, exposing Molly's naked immature chest and her pink panty covered groin.

"Hey you wrecked my dress! Now Mummy's going to get mad with me." Molly exclaimed indignantly, the wolf's action temporarily cutting through her fear of the large male looming above her.

"Shut up bitch, or I'll go down there and kill your Mummy! Would you like that?"

Molly shook her head violently, not wanting to respond verbally in case something she said, made the wolf mad and carry out his threat to kill her Mummy.

"Ok then." Carl said smugly, realising that the young Rottweiler was now completely under his control. Reaching down Carl used his claws to first puncture and then shred the fabric of the youngster's pink panties, before ripping them from her now trembling little body.

Carl took a second to admire his work running a claw over the bitches stomach and down to her sex. Letting it slip between the light brown fur covered lips of her sweet virgin mound, he scraped his sharp nail heartlessly over her juvenile clitoris, making Molly gasp in a breath of air as the strange pain and tingly feeling shot through her body. Instinctively Molly raised her tail up between her legs trying to cover up her tender young vulva.

"Keep that tail of yours out of the way, or I'll cut it off" Carl snarled.

Reaching down carl had his pants off in seconds, releasing his throbbing shaft to slowly bounce in the warm afternoon air. Molly looked at the pointed red phallus that was squirting clear liquid periodically, with a little curiosity as the wolf was the first erect male she had ever seen. However her eyes grew huge and she tried desperately to move away from the large wolf, as she realised with horror, where the lupine was planning to shove that huge fleshy rod.

"Hold still bitch!" Carl growled as he lined up his pulsating shaft with the Rottweiler's immature vagina and began pushing through the outer lips.

Molly started whimpering saying "NO! Please don't Mr Wolf! It really hurts!"

"It'll hurt a lot more if you don't shut up, and if you scream and anyone comes up here. I'll shove my cock in them to and then kill them. Do you hear me bitch."

Molly just nodded her head as tears started poring from her eyes. Reaching down she managed to grabbed Blueberry, who like a faithful friend, had landed just with in the pups grasp as she lay there on the table. Pulling the plush little dog to her chest, in the hope that he could comfort her as he had done on so many occasions in the past.

"Damn she was so tight" carl thought to himself, it was almost painful to push into her cunt. Then the young Rottweiler's hymen was pierced by carls shaft and his penis was able to slide in a little deeper.

Molly shoved Blueberries head into her muzzle trying not to scream, as the wolf slowly but relentlessly pounded deeper and deeper into her most sensitive parts.

Carl began thrusting with increasing speed as the pre cum oozing out of his piss slit, started lubricating the pups dry virgin hole.

Carl looked down at the no longer virgin pup he was deflowering, and wondered what was with that ratty Purple toy that she kept hugging so tightly. After all she should be hugging him, not some fucking soft toy! With that Carl yanked the purple labrador plushy from the girls grasp and through it out the door of the tree house.

As Molly watched her favourite toy in the world fly almost gracefully out the tree house door, she wished Blueberry was a real dog, so he could go and get help. The young canine then past out from the pain, as the wolf feeling himself getting close to exploding, into the glorious tight pussy of this little bitch; suddenly shoved forward with all his strength forcing his knot inside the pup's hot clinging hole. Molly's tiny vagina had started to tear from the strain, being applied by the wolf's thick rigid shaft, which had forced its way into the poor young Rottweiler's immature cervix as wave after wave of steaming wolf seed was pumped into the pup.

Max stared incredulously at the TV as the announcer said "Space Dog Patrol will not be seen today due to our extended coverage of the Pacific Golf championship." With a click Max switched off the TV. "Stupid golf!" the young Rottweiler muttered to himself as he chucked the TV remote onto the couch and headed for the front door. He decided to go and find Molly to see if she wanted to play something.

As Max walked towards the large strong gum tree, that sturdily cradled the tree house, he suddenly saw Blueberry come flying out the door of the small wooden structure and land with a soft thud on the grass.

Walking over to the plush dog, he bent down and picked up the toy. Max looked up at the tree house puzzled, Molly really loved this small purple fluff ball. So it was really strange, that she would just chuck him out the tree house door like that.

"Molly, are you up here?" Max called out to his little sister as he started to climb up the ladder.

In a panic Carl tried to pull out of the young bitch pup, but to no avail. She was tied to his knot as if she was a part of his own body connected at the groin.

"Hey Molly..." Max started trailing off as he reached the top of the ladder and could see into the tree house.

"Hey who the hell are you? And what are you doing to my sister?" Max shouted as he quickly scrambled through the door, into the structure that had until now, always been a happy place for both him and his sister.

Carl turned his head to look at the young male Rottweiler, clambering into the tree house as he tried again, in vain, to wrench his swollen member from the young canine's vice like vagina

Max didn't know much about sex, except males grow seed in their balls and put it into females using their dicks and that's how you make puppies. Which is exactly what this wolf seemed to be trying to do, to his sister!

Ordinarily Max might have been curious about actually seeing someone having sex but the sight before him was wrong, very very wrong. For starters Molly looked like she was past out, or worse; there was blood on her tail and it was also dripping onto the floor from between her legs. Although the wolf's large balls obscured a lot of his sister's genitals from his view. What he could see was all stretched and distorted, almost to the point that it was unrecognisable, from what he could remember seeing when they used to have baths together.

Max lunged forward and started pounding on the wolf's back screaming "Get off her!!!"

Carl unable to turn to fend off the attack, raised his arm in an attempt to grab the young male. To both the wolf's and Rottweiler's surprise his paw connected hard with Max's jaw, making the pup stumble backwards, coming close to falling out of the tree house's door.

Carl tried standing up in the hopes that with gravities help, he might be able to free his prick from the limp bitch's tight mound. Even though his knot had started to soften slightly, the young female's hole refused to release his cock; having already been forced to stretch beyond what her small frame should be able to handle.

Max grabbed at the tree house wall to steady himself. The taste of blood filled his mouth, from a deep cut to one of his jowls. His muzzle hurt, but he couldn't stop! HE HAD, TO RESCUE HIS SISTER! Max watched the wolf begin to rise so his legs were almost straight. His poor sister was being suspended in mid air, hanging from the wolf's huge member. The large lupine's penis was being pulled out of his sheath to it's fullest length. The flesh straining under the pressure of Mollies weight, exposing the slender root behind the rapist's knot.

At that moment Max knew what he had to do. Mustering all his strength and bearing his teeth, Max tilted his head to the right and charged forward, mouth open. Slamming the wolf's testicles out of the way with his muzzle, the young Rottweiler closed is jaw around the pink exposed root of the wolf's maleness. Biting down with every ounce of energy a 10 year old canine pup could produce.

Time seemed to stand still for a second, before the world exploded with an ear splitting howl from the wolf. Max's razor sharp teeth, cut deep into the base of the lupine's penis behind the baculum bone. As blood started gushing from the wound, Carl staggered somewhat confused about what had happened. However he was in no doubt that the pain was excruciating, as he felt the uncontrollable urge to sit down.

Max felt the flesh being dragged over his clenched teeth as the wolf began to stumble, trying to move backwards away from the pain the young male was imposing. When suddenly the wolf tripped over Max's paws and with a strange sound somewhere between a pop and a bang; the wolf was free from the two pups. The abrupt release caused the lupine to over balance and topple uncontrollably, through the still open door of the tree house to fall heavily the 3.1 metres to the garden below.

Carl lay unconscious as with every beat of his heart, blood squirted from the opening of his sheath; where once his penis had been.

Max, heart racing and filled with adrenaline, took a second to realise what had just happened. He didn't mean to bite it off, just to make the wolf pull it out of his sister.

Opening his mouth wide, Max spat out the rapidly deflating piece of wolf meat. He was Somewhat shocked at all the blood on the tree house floor. However he quickly turned his attention to Molly, who had started to stir after the impact she had just had with the floor; when the wolf's cock had been severed.

Max looked up at his sister and asked "Are you Ok Molly."

"Max?" then with a start, she jump as she remembered the wolf. "Has, has, has he gone?" she whispered a look of terror on her face.

"Yes, Molly he's gone now!" Max said taking her paw in his own and squeezing gently trying to reassure her.

Molly tried to sit up before screwing her face up in pain. "Max it hurts, down there." Molly said as she started to move her paw towards her vagina.

Max quickly grabbed her paw, saying "Let me have a look Molly." not wanting the younger pup to find the remains of the wolf still buried deep in her depths.

Max grabbed the exposed end of the penis and gently pulled on the obscene piece of meat. Although completely devoid of blood by now, the symbol of his sister's rape was still lodged in the pups cervix; due to its length compared to Molly's small body size and the fact that the bone inside the shaft, gave it even at this point some rigidity.

Molly whimpered slightly as Max finally removed the pointed fleshy object, that all three canines had wanted out of the young pup for the last few minutes. Tossing the former sex organ over in the corner with some distain, Max looked Molly in the eyes and asking "Is that better now Mols?"

Before Molly had a chance to answer though, a scream rang out from below the tree house. The two pup's mother had rushed outside to investigate, after hearing the wolf's blood curdling cry of pain. She had discovered a large wolf naked from the waste down and bleeding profusely from his groin.

Frantically she climbed up the tree house ladder calling hysterically "Max, Molly are you up there? Are you alright?"

"Yes mum, we're here, but molly's hurt." Max called back just as his mother reached the top of the ladder.

The older canine almost had a heart attack, when she looked into the tree house and saw all the blood on the floor. Fearing the worst she turned and called down to the small group of furs, that had started to gather around the wolf in response to the commotion. Quick someone call an ambulance Molly's hurt.

"I've already called one" came a reply.

"Pass her down Sue." The families neighbour a female blue merle coloured Great Dane called back, as she stepped over to the base of the tree and reached her long arms up in anticipation of being handed the young pup.

"Max, can you pass Molly over to me, please honey." The Pup's mother said trying to use a warm and reassuring tone. However Sue found herself unable to keep all of the boiling rage from her voice; as she took in the site before her. The cold hard light of what had gone on suddenly crystal clear. There was her daughter being cradled in her brother's arms, her tattered and torn clothes barely covering any part of the youngster's body. A large pool of dark red blood covered her little angel's genitals and had stained the fur between her legs. Creamy white rivulets could be seen oozing from her vagina. A large limp and lifeless canine penis, lay on the floor in the corner behind Sue's precious pups. Blood thickly coated her sons muzzle, a single red drop falling from his left jowl as if to punctuate the scene.

Sue looked Max directly in the eyes, as he helped his little sister over to his mother and said "Max, I'm so proud of you." her voice quivering, as she struggled not to cry. Then wiping a tear from her eye, she looked at Molly and forcing a smile said "Now lets get you inside the house Molly, a nice hot bath will make you feel all better."

Just then, Molly spotted Blueberry next to the tree house door, where Max had dropped the plush purple toy; in his haste to get into the tree house and rescue his sister, only minutes earlier. "Mummy" Molly said as she retrieved the purple puppy, hugging him tightly to her chest before continuing "Blueberry's a really smart dog! When that mean wolf chucked him out of the tree house, he went and found Max to come and help me."

"Yes Molly, Blueberry is a very smart dog indeed. Now hang on to my neck so we can climb down." Sue replied, then turning to Max she added "Max will you be right to climb down, I'm sorry honey, but your a little to big for me to carry. I could get one of the neighbours to help you down if you like."

"No! I can climb down myself." Max said quite emphatically, not wanting to seem like a young pup. Even though at that moment that's exactly how he felt, as the adrenaline rush of the situation was wearing off.

"Ok Honey, you climb down after Molly and myself. We'll all go inside and get cleaned up." Then calling down to the great dane as she descended said "It's ok Shirley, I've got her, but can you give Max a paw if he needs one."

Stepping off the treehouse ladder, Sue turned to Shirley who asked worriedly. "Is she ok? What happened?"

"I think that mongrel was trying to rape her and it looks like Max has bitten the bastards dick clean off." Sue spat out in barely a whisper, in reply to the great dane as the female Rottweiler carried Molly toward the house.

As Max climbed down from the tree he could hear the conversation of the group around the wolf. Someone said "Put pressure on it to stop the bleeding." "Put pressure on what?" Came the reply. "it's not like he has a cut you know, his whole dick is gone. I can't even feel anything left to put pressure on!"

Max reaching the bottom of the ladder, took a step towards where the wolf lay. However before he had the chance to see the wolf, Shirley grabbed his paw pulling him towards the house and the open door his mother and Molly had just gone through saying "Come this way Max you don't need to see that."

Max followed obediently, his mind turning to mush as the reality of what had just happened and what he had done started to sink in.

As the front door clicked quietly shut behind Max and the great dane a siren could be heard in the distance, as someone said "I've lost his pulse, I think he's died."

Epilogue: With some counselling and surgery to repair the damage the wolf had done; Molly grew up to be a happy healthy canine. Today she is married to a well endowed German Shepherd. The two of them are very much in love and they have had three beautiful pups together. She even once threatened to get Max over to bite off his dick, if he didn't stop working, come up to bed and please her like the stud she married should do.

Max was cleared by the police of any wrong doing. He did however give all of Molly's boyfriends a hard time, being very protective over his little sis until she married and he was convinced the shepherd was going to do the right thing by her. Much to the young Rottweiler's surprise, at school he found himself with a new status as a dog not to be messed with. On the odd occasion though he still got into fights, usually over some older pup picking on someone smaller than themselves. When he was older, Max was out driving one night when he spotted a poor dead un-ev possum in the road. When he stopped and moved it off the road, the possum's penis protruded slightly from the marsupial's sheath. This peaked Max's curiosity at the strange shape of the member and thus begun his macabre hobby of picking up any male road kill he came across. He would take them home, cut off their genitals and keep them in jars filled with mouth wash to preserve them. The rest of the animal he would respectfully burry in the garden wishing them peace. His girlfriend at the time, upon discovering his small collection of male appendages, dumped him on the spot. Max eventually settled down with a nice vixen, a taxidermist he met online, while trying to research better ways to preserve body tissue. She was intrigued by his collection rather than running for the hills. Max's collection never really grew much after that; it seemed to be a phase that he was going through. However the relationship that he had with the vixen, developed over time and today they are married, but are yet to have any pups.

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A/N: Well I haven't written anything in six months, due to working to much and THIS is what had to come out! Damn I'm one sick puppy, I really must have a word to that muse of mine. I hate rape in general and cub rape even more. Thus writing this was hard, but once I started I couldn't stop until I had finished some 16 hours later. The absolute last thing I wanted, was to go to work on Monday and be thinking about Carl. It is quite common for me to think about my characters on and off at work, when I'm half way through a story. Speaking of Carl, I was planning to just send the wolf to jail, rather than killing him off which might scar young max. However the stupid lupine went and bled out on me, after all that part of a males body has some pretty major blood vessels. No doubt this episode led to Max's strange hobby as he got older. You never can tell how such events will effect somebody.

Oh and you really don't want to know which six simple everyday words started all this.

No, I'm not telling you what the words were, and don't try to work it out either. In fact, it is probably better you forget this story altogether. Go read something happy or at the very least less gruesome.

RassyEyefur

Started July 2010

Editing finished January 2015 I kept putting it off, because I couldn't get into the right frame of mind to do the characters justice. I even debated if I should release the story or delete it. However I decided that as I stated at the start, it was just as much a story about a brother's love and bravery; as it was about a brutal crime. Oh and sorry to wolf fans out there, I know lupines can get a raw deal sometimes when it comes to being the bad guys.