Pack Bitch
#2 of Crying Wolf
Amelia cried. And cried. And cried.
Thomas, the wolf that had captured her, approached her from the edge of the cave and lifted his tail. "Come with me."
She walked behind him, shaking, as he lead her to a dimly-lit passage in the cave. It had been weeks, and she hadn't seen Amy, the wolf he had raped. She knew now why. They entered the cavern and Amy was laying on her side, and he belly was heavily swollen from pregnancy. Blood trickled from her vagina as she whined and her stomach rippled from a contraction.
Thomas harshly put his hands on Amelia and put her on her hands and knees, and then kicked her hands out from under her, so he face was close to Amy's pussy. "You're in heat," he growled. "I'm going to impregnate you as you watch what you have to look forward to."
Amelia heard his grunt and watched his cocks harden as Amy whined and cried, and then started to strain. He pushed into Amelia, sliding forcefully into her ass and pussy, and then stilling. He grabbed her by the shoulders and scraped her face on the ground right next to Amy's vagina as it bulged out. "Look at that. You're going to be screaming and crying. My pups are going to be so fucking big it'll take you hours and hours to push them out. And when you're done, I'll get you fat with pup again."
He started to rock against her grunting and groaning as the wolf in front of her labored. Amy's vagina spread out with a loud whimper, and one wet furball slid out. Amy went to clean it, and was licking the afterbirth off it when her stomach rippled again.
The cat, who had no reason to be there other than the fact Thomas had decided she should be, cried and shook in fear as she realized her fate. She was a pack bitch. He would fuck her, she would carry his cubs, and then the cycle would repeat all over again until she either escaped or one of them died. Only a few weeks before, she had just been a student, and a civilized person, but the wolf had destroyed her and reduced her to something she had never even had nightmares about. The only comfort she had was the fact the other wolves weren't allowed to rape her as they did all the other females.
She watched Amy push out a second cub as she was raped again, and just as it spread her open enough to tear the delicate tissue, Thomas roared and ejaculated in Amelia, shouting, "My Bitch!" as she crumpled and broke down into sobs beneath him. He rolled her over and rubbed her stomach, chuckling at her fear. "It's done. You're going to squirt out my cubs soon, and you're going to love it."
She was dragged back to her cavern in the wolf cave, and soon after, she was brought the best meat off their kill. Hands that had been trained to utilize etiquette tore at the raw meat hungrily, happy that at the very least, her pregnancy from the alpha male would guarantee she would get to eat when she was hungry. The feral wolves dragged some furs in, and piled them up to form a bed, which she settled down on after she had eaten.
Amelia was half-asleep when Thomas entered and flopped down beside her. "You can't escape now. You can't go back to the real world like you are now. Young. Pregnant. You will live wild with me."
Her hands found a rock in the darkness, and she slammed it into his head as hard as she could. Her rapist, her captor, the person she hated most of all lay next to her with his skull split open. Dead. She looked to the opening to the rest of the cave and realized she could only escape before the scent of Thomas's death reached the other wolves. She quietly crept along the rocks, feeling feline again for the first time in weeks. She could be quiet and graceful, creeping past the wolves until she saw moonlight on the rocks.
When Amelia stepped out into the light, even the half-moon seemed bright and beautiful. She couldn't wait for the sun to come out. Tiny city lights dotted the dark horizon, and she started to run toward them without a shred of clothing on. She estimated the town was only a mile away. A mile until she could wash the smell of wolf from her matter fur, a mile from the morning after pill, a mile from her life...
The howl of a wolf brought her to a sudden stop, and she started to run as fast as she could. She darted in between rows of corn, panting as a thousand fears ran through her mind. Unfortunately the darkness and panic kept her from noticing a barbed wire fence in time, and she ran right into it, piercing her body with the rusty old pricks. The howls were getting closer, the fence no longer mattered. She did her best to climb over it, ignoring the sharp pain and the warmth of blood trickling down her wounded limbs. When the wolves drew closer, she could hear them growling, and she knew she wasn't going to make it.
She was tackled from behind, by anthropomorphic hands. A hungry, lusty growl was the only warning she got as a swollen sheath rubbed her pussy. "You smell...like the opposing pack," the man growled.
"I ran away. I want to go home. I'm so scared," she sobbed. She knew her please had fallen on deaf ears when the sticky cock started to poke her pussy lips, emerging from it's sheathe.
He rolled her over and narrowed his eyes. "You are the girl everyone has been searching for. I saw your picture on television."
She cried at the recognition, and pleaded with him. "Please let me go. I miss my parents and school and...they did such bad things to me!"
A lustful growl reverberated through her and she felt a light kiss on one cheek. "You fail to understand what it means to be a wolf. We're not like the others. Not like you. We are wild. I am the alpha of another pack, and I have but two choices. You are in heat, and I must either kill you or impregnate you." He thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock into her with a howl.
Amelia went limp. She couldn't handle any more of this life, and hoped that he would simply decide to kill her. The submission would at least keep him from beating her while they copulated. The white wolf that had captured her was as wild as Thomas, yet seemed quite different at the same time. When he moved his hand, she trembled in fear, but instead, he fingered her clit, and nibbled on her ear gently. She wanted to cry when she felt s jolt of heat from his handling of her body, and felt complete shame when the bulge of his knot made her groan with pleasure.
The wolf adjusted his body and pushed her hips down to the ground as he roared triumphantly and his knot popped into her with a stream of cum. His finger churned faster over her clit, and he panted in her ear as he tried to coax her to cum while they were tied. He stopped when she simply kept crying and fell on her back, propping himself up lazily on one hand. "You will be a pack bitch to my pack. We will share our kills with you, and you will eat them because you belong to wolves now and forever."
She felt the cum drip out of her when his knot slowly shrank, and then swooped her up and carried her away. She passed out before they arrived at their destination, although she quickly awoke when she was dumped onto giant bathtub of hot, bubbly water. When Amelia finally realized what was going on, the white wolf was working her fur into a thick lather, which was gray from the filth she had been forced to live in for weeks. Despite the fact that he promised a lifetime of rape and bearing cubs, she practically melted at what was now quite a gentle, almost sympathetic touch.
His movements became hastier, and finally, he stood up to reveal a fully erect cock. He growled in frustration, and then got into the bathtub with her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his cock, bouncing her easily in the water. "You're my little bitch now," he hissed as his hips jarred upward into her. "You're gonna birth cubs for this pack, with these big strong hips and feed them with your big tits." A sweep of bubbles over her breasts left her toes curling under her, giving her the leverage to push herself up to come down harder.
She wanted to scream at herself for fucking him back.
She wanted to be upset.
Instead, she purred as every ounce of tamed, civilized Amelia slipped away and she reverted to the most feral corners of herself. Her head was thrown back as her claws dug into his shoulders, pushing her pussy down on his knot. Her submission caused him to erupt, sending cum deep into her ready womb.
"What's your name?" she murmured as he dried her off.
"Master," he answered cryptically.
He carried her to a giant room with over a dozen wolves in it, a few anthropomorphic, most feral, and lay her on the floor for them, as an offering to his pack. The males circled her, because she was the future of the pack. The scent of her heat made their cocks bulge hungrily, and Amelia collapsed to her all fours, inviting them to her pussy. She had gone as wild as were, and she was now a female in heat, needing the feeling of a big cock in her tight pussy.
Amelia meowed, calling for them as she rubbed her wet pussy on a pillar in the middle of the room. A wolf mounted her, squatting low on its haunches as he drove into her and humped her hard, the tip of his thick, red cock ramming the entrance to her womb. She felt it, and pushed back, as if begging for him to fuck her harder. Her eyes darted around to the cocks waiting to fuck her, until she saw a huge, feral wolf, his one-foot cock pulsating. He could pass that barrier, she knew.
She pulled away from her tie with the other wolf and presented herself to the large black wolf. Her pussy was dripping with semen and heat and arousal and the wolf dipped his snout, licking it carefully. Then, he pummeled the cat, forcing the massive rod inside of her. The tip hit her cervix, and she hissed in dissatisfaction. Her hips rocked back, meeting him with enough force to press the tip in to stretch the mouth of her womb, and she screamed in hedonistic, wild pleasure. The wolf took a cue from that and put his back legs in front of her hips, fucking the tiny pussy deep, challenging her womb with every stroke.
It hurt, and she wanted it so much. When the dog growled and grabbed the back of her neck, she knew it was time. Her pussy twitched in anticipation, and bulged painfully around the giant knot. She came, screaming as the cock fully penetrated her womb, spilling thick cum deep inside of her.
Weeks passed, and she lived with the other wolf pack in a large house close enough to town she could have escaped had she wanted to, but she rarely thought about the outside world anymore. She was pack. She loved her pack, which was all male, but it would survive. Its hope to survive grew with her belly, and she spent her days preparing to give birth and letting the males have their way with her. It was her place, and she would not leave.