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Cassandra held the remnants of her cloak tight against her otherwise naked body. Her eyes were closed tightly against the cold winter wind that blew, freezing the tears against the fur of her cheeks. Her white furred legs lifted heavily as she trudged through the heavy snow, the thick lupine tail hanging limply as it trailed behind her. Bright crimson stained the ground beneath her, quickly becoming hidden by the clean white of falling and blowing snow. Holding the garment tightly, she pressed her paws against the worst of her wounds, trying to stop the bleeding as best she could.

Leaning against a tree, she tried to look around and gain her bearings. One eye opened, the dark brown scanning the area she could see through it. The other tried to do the same, but was too swollen and blood ran into it to keep her from seeing. The lupine ears shifted and twitched, trying to listen for the sound of pursuers over the wind, which was unfortunately blowing the wrong way to help her listen, and especially to smell the scent of any of them.

Recognizing the area around her, Cassandra pushed away from the tree and continued to walk. Moving further from the regular trails, she moved deeper into the forest. A spark of hope warmed her chest as a shadow came into view. The she-wolf did not have the energy to try and walk run faster, but it encouraged her to keep moving despite the pain and fatigue.

Reaching the cave, she stepped inside. She pressed against one of the cold walls, barely able to keep herself standing up. Cassandra's body rubbed against the hard stone as she went deeper, barely able to lift her feet enough to move them forward. The cave grew warmer as she got further from the entrance, helping her overcome the chills and shivers from the cold.

The comforting warm combined with the exhaustion to catch up with the she-wolf. Taking the remnants of her cloak off, she curled it up into a ball. Lying down on the cave floor, she pulled the balled up fabric up to use as a pillow. Cassandra adjusted herself carefully, trying to minimize the painful discomfort. Fatigue and blood loss caused the she-wolf to fall asleep in an instant.

Blood continue to seep from the she-wolf's wounds, dripping from her sleeping injured form and onto the stone floor. The thick liquid flowed into otherwise hidden furrows, tracing lines through the rock as it moved. Symbols began to glow as the blood created sigils in the ancient stone floor.

"Poor lonely lost little wolf cub," a deep voice growled out. Cassandra woke up, startled by the voice and looking around for the source. She winced in pain as she tried to move. Every part of the she-wolf hurt. Her head moved slowly to keep the discomfort to a minimum. She looked around the room through her good eye, scanning the darkness for the speaker.

The damp cool air started to dry as it grew warmer. The blackness shifted to a red as a flickering light filled the room. The coppery smell of blood become pungent then mixed with the horrendous stench of burning sulfur. A figure stepped out of the shadows, moving toward Cassandra.

The creature towered over the prone she-wolf, standing seven feet tall. Massive black talons tipped each toe and finger. Thick black scales the limbs up to the knees and elbows, shifting to purple-black fur that turned a deep crimson at the hips and shoulders. The figure was male, a massive sheath between his legs with a large black sac. His broad form gave hints of thick muscles through the layer of blood red fur. Black covered the creature's head and neck, looking like an executioner's hood. Red scales covered the canine muzzle. Long canine teeth jutted out from the upper lip, the tips reaching down past the chin. Large wings flickered behind the figure before curling behind his back and out of sight.

"Poor lost little pup," the creature spoke again, "Abused, assaulted, attacked, battered, beaten, betrayed, bitten, bleeding, broken, clawed, cut, ran off, raped and left to die." He moved closer, reaching down for the she-wolf. Cassandra tried to pull away, but her legs would not respond. Baring her teeth at the creature, she let out a growl of warning. The sound broke as she started coughing; thick red-black globs fell from her mouth to the floor below. Her body was limp as he lifted her up with ease standing upright only because of the creature's aid.

"You are dying," it continued, "You have lost much blood and your body is broken. You will be dead before the sun comes up. And to think, this is all because of your own kind. Even those you trusted most turned their backs and refused to believe the truth."

A weak whimper emanated from Cassandra as she shivered. Tears filled her eyes, running down her cheeks as the memories flooded back to her. She looked away from the creature as she shivered. She wanted to throw up. She wanted to curl up into a little ball and let the world disappear.

"I can save you little wolf," he said with a grin, "I can make you whole again and let you live." Shifting Cassandra, the creature forced her to look in the blackness where his eyes should be. "Do you want to live?"

"Y...Yes..." she managed to mumble out before coughing again. It took her a second to realize she had even said it. She had answered without a single thought. It was true; Cassandra did not want her life to end like this. Her thoughts were interrupted as he brought her closer to him.

"Do you want... Revenge?" he asked, his warm breath blowing against her. She shuddered at the smell of his breath. The question sparked a fire inside the she-wolf. Rage started to burn in Cassandra, making her feel some of her strength return. One of her paws clenched into a fist, the claws digging into her paw pad and causing more of the blood to seep from the furrows.

"Yes!" She growled out, her own eye narrowed into a slit as she bared her fangs. The anger froze into fear as she saw the creature grin widely, showing a mouth full of sharp teeth. He pulled her limp body closer, pressing it against him. It felt to Cassandra like she was standing too close to an open flame everywhere their bodies touched.

The she-wolf cried out in pain as the sharp teeth bit into her shoulder, piercing the skin and sinking deep into the soft flesh. The pain from the bite quickly subsided. A cooling sensation spread out from the spot, the pain from her injuries disappearing. Cassandra was lowered to her knees, her eyes going wide at the sight before her as the male's crotch came into view.

The creature had become aroused at some point, his shaft having emerged from the sheath and was now face level with the she-wolf. The ebony was a foot and a half in length from tip to the top of the sheath. It looked strange to the she-wolf; instead of a length that ended in a knot close to the base of the shaft, it looked to Cassandra like a series of knot from top to bottom. Each one was larger than the previous, with the smallest one being as small as her wrist. Cassandra gasped as she was pulled forward, her nose pressing against the head of the strange shaft.

Her stomach clenched in a knot of fear as she looked at the tip of the length so closely. She could guess what he wanted her to do, but she had never done that before. Reaching up with one paw, she took a hold of the shaft behind the top bulge, the dainty white fingers not even touching on the other side. She gave a firm squeeze of the second knot, rubbing the pad across the flesh. The broad lupine tongue slipped out from her between her lips, running over the top of the head. A thick liquid leaked out against the lick, causing the she-wolf's tongue to burn.

Cassandra felt her head grabbed as it was suddenly pulled forward. The head of the shaft was forced into her muzzle, her cheeks puffing out as the length was pushed toward her throat. She snorted out through her nose as she tried to cough around the thick invader. The she-wolf's jaw started to ache almost instantly as it was forced open. She was pulled closer as the creature's hips gave a thrust, causing her to gag as the bulge forced her throat wider.

Closing her eyes, she tried to breathe through her nose calmly. Tears started to fall from her eyes, falling to the floor as the memory of the last time some shoved their cock into her mouth. At least this time she had been partly willing. A shiver of fear shot down her spine as a thought crossed her mind: what would the knot do to her throat if he pushed deeper? For a moment it felt as if he was going to push forward and forcer to find out. Instead the creature pulled her back, the burning liquid spurting from the tip to coat her tongue and inside of her muzzle once more. Coughing, she looked up at him curiously. Something seemed different.

Reaching up, Cassandra brought her paws to her face. The swelling around her eye had gone down and the skin felt the same as it normally did. Her tail twitched as she was able to see with clearly with both of her eyes again.

"On your back!" it barked as an order, baring its fangs at her. Cassandra's ears pinned back against her head as she complied. Pulling the balled up cloak to use as a pillow, she laid down, spreading her legs as wide as she could. Watching the large male move atop her, the she-wolf pressed her paws against the stone, pressing her nails into the rough surface and trying to keep them from shaking. Tears ran quicker from her eyes, soaking the fur of her face and dripping beneath her. Her stomach clenched with fear as memories flooded her mind. Cassandra wanted this, but she also wanted to bite, claw and fight with all her strength to stop this. The creature reached down and took a hold of her,

"Look at me, pup. I am about to cause you pain. However, I am not the one who hurt you, nor am I the one you wish to hurt." He let go as he moved above the lupine form. The shaft twitched as it touched the fur of her stomach, leaving a trail of thick liquid on her as it traced down her body toward her nether lips. The clear fluid turned pink where it came in contact with the she-wolf's blood.

Cassandra's toes curled tight against the bottom of her feet as her body tensed. Her legs twitched as she felt the massive hands grab her thighs, spreading them as wide as they could go. It felt like the hips were going to pop out of their sockets. A whimper of fear escaped her as the tip of the male shaft touched the spread edges of her folds. Cassandra's breath caught in her throat as the large form pressed down against her, pinning her to the ground. The she-wolf could not escape if she wanted to now.

A loud yelp escaped the feminine muzzle as the creature bit down on her other shoulder the same as he thrust into her body. The sharp teeth cut through the skin, sinking deep into the soft flesh with ease. Cassandra could feel the edges pressing against her the bone underneath. The she-wolf's nether lips were stretched wide, wider than they had ever been. The muscles surrounding the bulge inside her burned with ache as they were pushed outward.

The creature released his grip on her shoulder as he shifted once more. A long tongue slipped out to lick the blood from the front the teeth as he grinned down at her. His hips pulled back, tugging the back of the bulge against her, causing the she-wolf to whimper. He then gave a hard thrust forward, making the lupine body bounce and jiggle. The next knot on the shaft pushed into her, creating an audible pop as it was forced into her body. The she-wolf cried out in pain as her depths were stretched wider. It felt like she was going to be torn open.

Each pull back was followed by a hard thrust forward, stretching Cassandra wider and wider as the knot covered length sank deeper and deeper. Every knot caused the she-wolf to cry out in pain, getting louder as she was stretched wider and the bulging length pushed further into the tight folds. She wondered how she was not being torn in two down there from the size of it all.

The outstretched nether lips darkened the pink flesh becoming purple then ebony in color. The darkness spread outwards, the once white fur turning a gleaming onyx tint. Her stomach bulged out with the size of the shaft inside her, red markings spreading out from her bellybutton until they connected to create a pentagram pointing down at her pubic mound. The darkness continued to spread across her body. Each wound it reached would heal before the new fur grew back in.

The shaft continued to push forward, sinking in until it filled the canal fully, the tip pressing against the female's cervix. The creature probed the tip against the barrier, checking its resistance. With a sudden, forceful thrust, the bulbous length forced its way past the ring, sinking deeper into the body as another knot was forced into the tight depths.

Cassandra howled out in pain as her womb was penetrated. Her back arched to lift off the ground, popping as it grew stretched in length. Her arms and legs grew longer, tensing in pain and swelling with the development of new muscle. The lupine nails pressed against the stone floor beneath, cutting furrows into the stone as they became sharper. The female chest pushed up, her breasts swelling and becoming larger.

The creature watched the writhing she-wolf under him as he continued to push forward. Each thrusts forced another of the knots in, stretching the tight depths wider as the length sank deeper. It was not long before all eighteen inches were buried inside the she-wolf, pressing against her walls and stretching her. Pulling back, the creature tugged against the walls holding them in before giving a firm thrust forward.

Small flickers of pleasure started to travel through the female's body, feeling all the stronger as it contrasted with the pain. Cassandra's eyes closed tighter as she let out a moan of pleasure. The darkness continued to spread along her body, turning her fur onyx and crimson. The changes reached the she-wolf head, turning the fur black with red on the tip of her ears and muzzles. Her mouth opened wide as she continued to cry out in pleasure. The teeth gleamed brightly as the canines grew longer.

The creature pulled back before giving one last thrust, forcing the massive length as deep into the she-wolf as he could, the top of the sheath pressing against the nether lips. The knots swelled and pulsed, twitching against the walls. Thick fluid spurted from the tip of the, pumping from the creature's shaft directly into the womb.

Cassandra cried out in surprise as she felt the liquid pump into her body. It felt like she was being scalded on the inside. The she-wolf squirmed as she was overloaded with pain and pleasure. She loved the feel of being so filled, but she also had to get away from the burning she felt inside her.

When the last of the creature's seed poured from the tip, the knots started to deflate. The bulges of the shaft grew smaller, easing the pressure from the she-wolf's walls. When all the knots had deflated, the shaft slid out with ease. The she-wolf's cervix shut as the length escaped her womb, sealing the burning fluid inside her body. The male length continued to slip into the sheath as he stood up right.

"Stand up," he ordered. The she-wolf looked up at him curiously a moment before doing as she was told. Her legs shook as she settled her weight onto them. It took her time to get up and stand, feeling weak. As she did, she noticed the changes to her body. Her once white coat was now a deep onyx with crimson pentagrams. The she-wolf was a foot taller than she had been with broader shoulders and wider hips. Running the paws along her body, she felt the heft of her larger breasts and run a finger over the extremely sensitive black nipples. Stroking lower, the soft stomach now felt rock hard beneath the fur. Tensing her arms, the she-wolf flexed and looked at her new biceps. She shifted, feeling the long hair from her head rub across the base of her tail.

"I have given you a small bit of my power," the creature explained, "As you take your vengeance, your power and abilities will grow. The cub you once were is gone, dead in this cave. You are my acolyte, my vengeful creature of the night. You are Lilith." The she-wolf, once known as Cassandra, grinned widely, her thick lupine tail wagging excitedly. A thrill of excitement burned in her core at the thought of what she would bring to the village that had led her to become what she now was.