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Three sisters came to town on a warm summer's day,

and they said to each other what a nice place to say!

They each made their plans with remarkable speed,

and they went out to look for the things they would need.

The first little pig erected a house built of straw, standing short and stubby with little more. It was cosy and she was simple, deciding that a bed and a kettle for tea was all she need. After all, she spent most of her time with the local folk and was so rarely at home. Emelie, the name of this little piggy, had been getting into bed for a good night's kip after she'd fingered herself sore when all of a sudden a knocking came at her door:

"Little pig, little pig, won't you let me come in?"

"No, no, no, not by the hair on my chiny, chin, chin!"

"Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in."

"No, no, no, Mr. Wolf, I will not let you in."

So he huffed,

and he puffed,

and he huffed and he puffed and-

"Actually--" The door swung open and interrupted the wolf before he could summon a mighty roar. There, before him, stood a pudgy stack of pink pig waiting at her door. The wolf looked at her with surprise, while she looked at him with intent. Between his legs, more precisely, as she eyed up a steep sheath that nestled there.

"A big bad wolf such as yourself wouldn't happen to be interested in porking a cute little pig like me, would you~?"

The wolf lost any malicious intentions he was nursing in his mind when he looked the girl over, his eyes drizzling over her sagging chest in their unrestrained gazing, then down over her ample love-handles which begged for claw marks to be reaped all the way to her muffin-top belly, and finally he looked to that fat, precious rump of hers. The answer to her question arose in the form of a lipstick-red shaft that swelled its way out of his sheath, its tapered tip rising up six, no... seven, eight, all the way up to an impressive nine inches of thick wolf cock. The column stood high and mighty from between his groin, with a plump apple of a knot waiting at the base.

Emelie's lips formed a circle in surprise at what now laid before her, before they crept and dimpled her cheeks with a smile that tasted her tongue. She haphazardly pulled the door open and invited the wolf into her abode. It was even smaller than it looked from the outside: there was a crude straw mattress across from the door and a small table beside that with a kettle. The only thing that stuck out as out of the ordinary was a rubbery purple length of silicone that had been dropped onto the floor. It was still wet and it dripped, revealing that the pig had been very busy indeed. Her home had everything the two of them needed at the very least: a bed. A bed that the wolf was guided towards and sat upon, with Emelie confidently taking the helm as she dipped between his legs and pressed her smooth lips to his tip.

The wolf tensed up and gripped his big mean claws into the bed, Emelie's lips pursing up like a pair of slippery pillows before engulfing his spaded tip and treating it to her tongue. She carefully threaded as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, pushing his crown back against the opening of her throat but failing to make much more headway than that. It left her with half a cock still sitting on the outside of her lips and her cheeks puffed up, the wolf hung dry and just begging for her to gag on him. A little pig like her has her limits, and so she made up for them by placing her hands onto what her mouth couldn't reach. One palm kneaded and squeezed on the wolf's knot, while the other stroked along the remainder and brought the sound of skin awkwardly dragging along skin to their ears.

Before Emelie had a chance to put her mouth to good use the wolf reminded her that she was felating a big bad wolf who didn't care how much she thought she could fit in her mouth, his paw landing upon the back of her head and pressing down onto her white hair. Her pink skin grew pink blemishes and then red patches as enough force was applied to make her gag on the cock which was threatening to stretch open her throat. She couldn't pull away and she couldn't fight him, so she gave in and spontaneously taught herself how to deep throat -- with limited success. A coarse ache began bubbling up through her throat as his cock lodged inside her and dug in deep, stretching her previously-untouched throat. Impressively, she managed to fit almost all of it in until her lips were compressed against the wolf's knot in a kiss. Less impressive was the wide-eyed, drooling face she gave, her hands starting to claw at whatever they can reach as she desperately sought a chance to breathe.

Not wanting to kill a prime piece of meat the wolf let her head go, just in time for it to spring up from his groin in a sloppy slurry of spit that erupts as she began coughing and spluttering. Her face was a mess, some tears had dribbled down her bright-red flushed cheeks and joined the puddle of spit below. She had the most lovestruck eyes pinpointed on the wolf: she had every reason to hate him and even consider biting his nads for what he did, but she licked her lips and panted like a pervert. A short breather later and she rushed back back to work. She skipped giving a gentle kiss to his tip and instead just forced it to greet her throat once more as she plunges him to the back of her mouth and then, carefully, squeezed him back inside her gullet. It burned but she wasn't concerned, she began to thrust and bob her head to a little tune in her head and fucked her mouth with every inch of wolf cock available.

The little piggy ended up being the one doing all the huffing and puffing as she blows the wolf down, making the larger beast buck against her unyielding throat as he goes to breed it. He grabbed her head and started slamming his hips forward, slurping and squelching coming out of the choked pig between gags. Then, not before long, a thick syrupy torrent of salty cum got pumped right into her stomach. The knot compressing lips swelled up and pulsed as it carried each potent ounce of spunk into her, the girl having a hard time focusing on anything but the thick, musky aroma as she chokes it all down. She swallowed it all down, not having much alternatives. It left her feeling full before he even finished and soon cum was climbing back into her mouth.

Emelie gave an astounding gasp that ended in a hiccough as she sucked in all the air she could the moment the wolf withdrew from her after nearly drowning her in his spunk. She quickly pushed back towards him and began licking and lathering his spit-shined shaft, thirsty for more.