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The back woods was exactly as Nathan remembered it as he ran down along the thin line of trees and panted shallowly. Her tongue was hanging out as she tried to make her way as fast and as quietly as possible. Her body was bruised and aching, she could feel the throb of pain running through her side and haunches as she ran. How many times had she been bred? She didn't want to think about it, she felt the ache in her body, the throb in her loins, the tearing that had made her nearly go blind with pain each time the knot sank home. She smelled him on her, the brute, the reek of him clung to her fur no matter how she tried to clean herself. She shied away from that thought as she bolted down a small path that smelled of something small, furry, and delicious. She didn't know where it was going to take her, but anywhere was better than where she was at this point.

Her ears were up as she found her way down along a barrier that ran between the properties and went towards the swamp land. Her nose was twitching wildly as she picked up the scents there, they were all interesting, but she wasn't bothering with figuring out what they were. She had to get away from humans. The thought was an uncomfortable one, as humans should have been the ones to be able to save her or at least see that she wasn't really a wolf, but after her father she had little reason to believe they would recognize her as anything other than a beast. And she knew what they would do to her if they found her out.

_At the very least I'll be shot at, at the worst I will be killed outright. I can't let that happen..._Nathan thought anxiously and swallowed after a moment when she came to the edge of the swamp lands.

Where was the ghost? The spirit? Whatever the fuck it was, shouldn't he be here helping her along or trying to save her? After all, there had been the deal that she would be let go if she did... She flinched away from what was wanted of her. And her mind refused to leave the topic, because in the pit of her stomach, she was already terrified about what it meant for her. She had been raped so many times that she could barely count them. She had been ravaged and stretched, his cum pumped deep inside of her body to the point that she could barely think about where it was all going. The few times she had been desperate enough to get it off her she had licked herself clean, horrible, but true. She had bathed her own ravaged pussy with her tongue and intimately tasted just how salty and musky the sperm laden semen could be. She shivered slightly, her ears tipping back to her head, humiliated and confused as she continued down the path.

The swamp was the best way for her to keep out of trouble, for now all that mattered was that she find somewhere to hide and rest and recover. She tried not to think about what might be growing in her stomach right now, it might not be too late, after all, her body was still running hot with her season. Perhaps the dog failed, maybe she was too different from him to do anything, she didn't know, but she did know that she wasn't going to be in this body long enough to find out.

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Abeni watched the wolf in the darkness, it wasn't hard, the magic that flowed through her allowed her to keep track of the slinking female that was starting her way into the swamp. It was remarkably intelligent of her to stay away from the easiest paths. Those would be the ones that people watched continuously, ready to jump and trap her if they were given half a chance. She wouldn't have gotten away if even one of them had snagged her, and she wasn't going to get away now. Perhaps the former human believed that she had been released under her own power. A latch that hadn't been quite done right, an opening that hadn't been covered, but the truth was she was the one who had made sure her victim escaped. As amusing as it was to have her trapped in her father's kennels, there were more interesting things to be had with a red wolf, especially one as rare as this one.

The woman turned her eyes towards the wilderness and tilted her head ever so slightly. The wilderness beyond the swamp was filled with towering cypress trees that were renowned all over the world for their size and quality. She watched them and the lightning bugs that flashed between the trees, but her attention wasn't simply on the trees and the movements of their branches, but her own magic that flicked out and curled through the darkness. It wasn't as difficult as it had once been to reach out with her magic, it was quite easy with the spirit sliding through her soul. She could no longer find where she ended and it began, it was twined tightly with her until her own thoughts were just that, thoughts, hers or the spirits, it hardly mattered. She called and lured, the magic calling something from the heart of the forest where it lurked shyly and quietly.

The wolf was on the thin side, it had been hunted once too often by men who had spotted him on their property, certainly he was no longer proud and large as he had once been. There was a nervous quality about him as he came near the trees and stopped, pacing and watching with his ears set back. The men here would not tolerate wolves, or any other predator, near their land and it showed as their numbers dwindled. This one was a survivor, his rich rusty coat marked with a spattering of black fur that formed a cape along his back and his green-yellow eyes were alert and keen as he paced and padded back and forth once again. He didn't want to come into the open area or risk being seen, wise of him, but for her purposes she needed him to be more than what he was.

Be larger.. be swifter... be stronger and smarter... She whispered towards him, breathing the air towards the leaping form that yipped out and ducked backwards.

She was being hunted, she needed to be protected. She could do that with magic, but all magic came with a price and a drain that meant she was risking herself every time she used it to keep herself safe. The male wolf hunkered back as she spun her magic around him, healing him as she went, putting meat on his too thin bones and starting to stretch his limbs out. He was only the size of a medium dog, but as she sang her magic into him he began to grow larger and heavier, his chest deeper and head broader, the large teeth curling down into fangs as his paws spread out the size of horse hooves on the ground. She wanted him to be able to take down even a horse if he had to, he had to be strong enough to keep her borders, swift enough to bring her word of any trouble. The wolf's mind was turbulent at first, fear and the need to hide the most prevalent in the bestial thoughts.

She soothed those thoughts away, smoothing them back, she kept some of the fear and cleverness, she would need that, but she didn't need him skulking away. She shaped him, the magic shaped him, she gave him the size of his cousins to the north, the lost traces of his ancestry that made him stand larger than the heaviest wolf-hound with a smooth red coat and bright eyes. As his fear was pushed to the backdrop he became bolder, he stepped from the trees with a rippling of newly formed muscles. He no longer looked like a cowering coyote, he looked regal and dangerous, an entirely different animal than the one who had crept to the edge of the cypress trees.

_Now to introduce him to his mate. _ Abeni smiled to herself and let the last of the magic trickle away. She could speed up the pregnancy, give her a month and she would have a pack of wolves to defend her if need arose, and she was certain need would arise.

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"My my, it seems that you have found your way out of that dreadful place." A voice caused Nathan to stop, her ears falling back before she whirled around to see a woman sitting on a log right near the water. "I had thought you would be whelping half-breeds by now."

That's not fair! I didn't want to be stuck there! She snarled with the thoughts and bristled as the woman laughed, the sound musical as she stood up.

It was a colored woman, her hair tightly wound up and around to make a crown at the top of her head as the moonlight showed her dark skin and the whites around her eyes. She was dressed in a loose grass skirt and shirt that looked half primitive, making Nathan curl her lip back as she took a step backwards. She tucked her tail down along her haunches, wondering who she was and how she had known about where she had been trapped. She backed away, pushing herself towards the darkness of the swamp and the low hanging moss that helped cover part of her.

"I'm afraid my offer is no longer valid, a shame, you would have been better off being human." She shrugged one shoulder as if it didn't concern her. "But you are still useful nonetheless."

_The wolf? She's the wolf?! But she's a female! She's human! _She thought and tipped her ears back in shock, tensing up as the woman stood up with an easy grace. _But.. I don't understand. Dad always said there was magic in these people. _

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"Did you know that your people have been systematically destroying an entire species here? All because they are an inconvenience to you." The woman shook her head. "There should be a small pack here, they should be all over, but you have destroyed the hope of that happening."

_It's not my fault! _ She snarled and twisted her lips angrily, bristling as the woman kept watching her, it was that watchful eye that made her ignore the line of the swamp and forest.

She was propped up on the log with a lazy smile on her face, she could feel pressure on the air and surrounding her, the feel of it spiking by the moment and making her stomach twist strangely as her fur roused on her body. It was a strange sensation to have her fur puffing up, the line of it tracing down the edge of her spine as she began to walk backwards, her head dropping down. A snarl bubbled up in her throat as her lips peeled back to show sharp white teeth, snapping out angrily when she felt the pressure growing and pushing around her body. As she took another step backwards she felt something stir beneath her paw, breaking past the soil with a sudden snap as roots reached up and twined themselves around the lower portion of her leg.

Nathan yelped and twisted, trying to yank her leg free, but that only served to tangle her further into the mess as the roots yanked upwards and twisted higher towards her thighs. With a snarl she tried to snap her jaws down against it, but another root was already lifting upwards and running along one of her forelegs, the long tendrils twisting higher up to reach towards the line of her back. She cried out, her jaws opening up before the earth split beneath her and one of her forelegs was forced open wide to one side and sent her fore body dropping down to the ground with a grunt, nearly cracking her jaw against a stone. The thicker roots were growing up the line of her hind legs, lifting them upwards in the air as something shot up and hit right against her stomach and lifted her hind legs from the ground. It was in the midst of struggling to get free from the restraining vegetation that a low rumble reached her ears.

"He was quite alone, but not for long, your litter will be the first start of a new pack for him, a better pack, fierce and protective." The woman murmured softly as the roots splayed her hind legs open and something stepped from the forest. "Of course, I have had to improve him."

_No! _ Nathan tried to get her muzzle to one side, straining to grab at one of the roots that held her paw, but there was little she could do about it. As she strained and stretched she nearly got her teeth around it while something padded around her.

The wolf reminded her of the skins that people brought down from the north, giants that were bred for the cold and frozen lands in Canada. He was heavy set and heavy boned, with a large frame and intelligent looking head. The fringe of his mane caught the moonlight as his nose twitched and worked to taste the scents on the air. She twisted, digging her forepaws down against the ground before a root pushed itself up and over her shoulders. It pushed right over the edge of her shoulders, pinning her down against the ground, tightening until she whined out at the pressure that was growing by the moment. She was bound and trapped as a hot breath snuffed against the curve of her shoulder, ruffling up the fur and rushing it upwards, running along the edges and trailing towards the line of her spine in a rush of heat that had her stomach twisting as one large paw set down next to her own.

She smelled him, rank and wild. Where as the dog had smelled of bestial lust and filthy, he was clean smelling beneath the harsh scent of male wolf, it was a different scent entirely. It made her chest tighten as she squirmed and jerked backwards, her hind legs struggling and paddling against the roots that grabbed her and held tightly in place. The breath hit against her, snuffling and teasing, probing at the curve of her haunch and jabbing forward until she was letting out a whine of breath. He towered over her, her own body slight and slim, he could have easily over taken her and brought her to the ground without a worry, but he didn't need to. The woman had done it for him, she couldn't do anything more than tuck her tail down between her hind legs as the nose pushed backwards and she felt the heat of his body so close to her that it radiated against her fur.

"I wonder how long it's been since he's even smelled the passing scent of another wolf, let alone a female." The woman spoke, leaning forward against the log as her grin extended out and showed white teeth in the dark features. "You should lift your tail, show him what you have to offer girl. You will give birth to a litter of powerful wolves, not mongrel dogs that your father wanted you to birth."

That's hardly a choice! She thought wildly and shuddered, tensing up until she felt nearly sick and then a hot tongue pushed out and suddenly shoved right along her inner thighs. I'm a man! A human man!

"You are a bitch, his bitch, and you should learn your place." The woman answered her thoughts dismissively, her voice even sounded eager as the nose suddenly stuffed itself beneath her tail.

Nathan cried out and surged forward, her eyes bulging as suddenly the heat of the tongue pushed out and ran right between her hind legs and upwards. The massive head was lowered down, but with the roots holding her up he didn't have to lean down terribly far to claim her for his own. That was the purpose of them, to hold her aloft several inches for the monster who's broad tongue shoved right up against her aching spade and slathered it with a sheen of saliva as it pushed over the edges. It was slippery and messy feeling, pushing out over the outer edges and running inwards as her eyes snapped shut with a low breathy whine. Her ears burning hotly, her cheeks flushing in abject shame as she was tongued by the beast with a wet slurping sound as he shoved his nose beneath her tail.

She wasn't a bitch, she wasn't his bitch, she was a human! She wanted to snarl out the words as the tongue pushed forward and nestled in deeper and deeper into her passage, pushing the soft folds open wider and wider, stretching and straining them open. The sleek inner walls splayed open wide around him as pushed his way in with a stroke before dragging out again, curling upwards as her swollen passage was teased and taunted. She twisted and arched, her hips jerking. If it had been painful she could have concentrated on her humiliation, but she didn't have that, she only had the feel of the stroking caresses that teased right along the line of her inner walls before dragging back. He was so close to her, the rank scent filling her nose and making her body heat up by the moment as she reacted to him.

Nathan snapped her eyes open when the tongue pulled backwards with a lewd wet noise, spilling out with strands of saliva clinging around him before the cold nose stuffed against her. It made her twist her hips up higher in the air, arching with a ragged whine as a root suddenly wrapped up and twisted around her muzzle, snapping it shut when she yelped out too loudly. It was sealed shut while the hot breath hammered against her, the tongue lashing out again so she felt the wet smack of it against her before a heavy paw hooked right against the side of her body, the claws snatching down roughly against her skin making her strain back against the roots. There was no give to them, they might as well have been iron bars that locked her into place as the head pushed right up along the line of her haunches with a low growl.

NO.. no no no... not again... She pinned her ears flat, twisting her lips back in a harsh angry snarl as she felt the sudden slide of paws along the edge of her haunches.

Both of the legs hooked right against the line of her waist and yanked backwards, the claws rough against her as the heavy weight pushed down over her back. He was too big for her, his body rested easily over her, he could have just STOOD above her, but he kept the grip on her hips as he walked forward and she twisted harder. She snarled and struggled against the roots, wanting to snap at the beast that held her strapped in place, but he only shoved his hips forward roughly against her. Something hot and slimy jabbed along the line of her haunches, splattering out a wet jet of gooey wetness against her as she struggled to twist her way free. The only thing that got her was a bite rough against her shoulder, grabbing at the nape of her neck in a rebuking bite.

The hard sharp tip of the cock jabbed wildly at her tail, the wet feel of it slipped this and that as she tensed her muscles up, her toes curling down against the air and ground as he pushed his haunches forward. The smooth soft fur pressed in against her as the hind legs wrapped around her own and the glassy smooth cock pushed it's way up and beneath her tail. For a moment her eyes bulged as the cock tip hit right against her pucker, some part of her would have preferred it to hit there when one thought of the alternative, but the wolf only shifted his grip on her waist and yanked her up higher with the help of the roots. Her entire body tipped forward as the tapered tip slipped downwards and traced right along her swollen spade shaped sex and that's all he was waiting for.

The paws clenched down, her entire body locked in place before the snarling beast lunged forward and drove his cock tip into her aching abused sex. She cried out, even the muzzle didn't stop the shrieking cry form bursting free as the cock stuffed itself inwards, forcing her walls to strain open wider and wider, the sleek inner walls clutching down tightly along the length. She felt a hot watery spray hitting deep inside of her, running in deeper as her walls were stretched open wider and wider. It ached, her body had already been so abused and now she was treated to feel of the inner passage being rubbed over as the beast grunted and drove himself in all the way to the bulbous base. He nearly splayed her open that much wider before there was a smooth yank backwards that started her torment, the beast clamping his paws down along her sleek stomach as she cried out.

Tears sprung to her eyes as he began to drive against her, the grip of paws painful as the claws dug in against her roughly and she was stuffed full of the cock again with a rapid thrust forward. He barely drew backwards before the next thrust hit through her and the roots dug in right along the line of muzzle and chest. It was the only thing that kept her from being forced face down against the earth as he stuffed her overly full. Her walls began to contract and squeeze, the contraction running along the glossy smooth length before the shaft pulled backwards with sharp tug that nearly pulled him all the way out of her body. She was made for him, how she hated it, but even the ache and pain when he drove himself forward and shoved the tapered tip of his cock tip right up against her cervix didn't change how her body fit with him.

Her muscles worked along him, the contracting muscles caressing and teasing, running along the length in a light stroke that made him shudder and hammer his hips forward. It wasn't timed, it wasn't planned, it was wild and so fast that her teeth were clicking together in time with the way he drove the base into her body. The cock tip rubbed and pushed, bottoming out inside of her so that she felt cramps rocking through her stomach in protest, but the cramps only tightened her around him as he stuffed her as full as she could go. Precum spilled out over the edges, hot and syrupy and mingling with the wetness of her own heat while she keened out and pulled her ears tighter against her head, her entire body tense. The paws yanked harder against her stomach, pulling her haunches high in the air as the base jammed hard against her swollen cunny lips, trying to rip her apart around the swelling knot. She yelped, almost shrieking when he dug down hard enough against her stomach to raise reddened welts.

His cock pushed its way deeper, the knot began to stretch him wider and wider, straining the walls until he began to swallow around the shaft that was pushing inwards. The bulb at the base was forcing its way into her with short rapid thrusts, they were building, no time for her breathe or adjust, he was splaying her open wider and wider, forcing her walls to strain as far as they would go around him before there was a sudden shove. Her body twisted, arching higher as she struggled in place as the cock tip pushed hard up along her dilated cervix. She almost felt it bowing inwards at the force before he drew back and then plunged forward again. The knot splayed her wider and wider, stretching her body open and thinning down her swollen vulva, her body swallowing around the thick bulb that was nearly tearing her as the wolf bore down against her.

The hips were pounding, a blur of movement hammering against her time and time again, she had no time to brace herself as she began to be glutted with the sheer size of his girth pushing inside of her. She was pushed upwards, her hips strained against the roots as the cock forced its way entirely into her, the base sinking forward with a welt squelching sound. She saw stars, the edge of her vision darkening as she was stuffed open as far as she could possibly go. The knot was so large as her inner walls locked around it, squeezing and trying to lock down before the wolf jerked backwards, popping himself free with a wet noise as it came out. He was barely pulled back from her before the next thrust forward plunged into her body with another slurping sound, the wet splatter of precum was spilled into her as she yelped out again.

Her entire body tensed up, walls closing and squeezing, the caressing strokes pulled along the length with a light run before the next pop outwards gave her momentarily relief, but it didn't last. Not when the wolf was lunging forward again, forcing her lips to swallow around his knot as he sank home, it felt larger, thicker, straining her body to the very limits it could go. When he jerked backwards the knot didn't slip free with him, it was only jerked backwards and tugged roughly against her as she braced herself. She felt him swelling inside of her, the all too familiar sensation of a knot splaying and locking into place as his cock tip jabbed right against the narrow opening towards her womb. Her muscles tightened around him, locking into place, holding him tight as she felt the heavy orbs swing up high right along her inner thighs.

She knew what was coming, even knowing didn't make it any easier as she felt the throb running up along the line of the shaft, the quiver and twitch before the first hot splatter hit deep inside of her. She cried out, her entire body going rigid as the stream of hot lupine cum flushed inside of her body in a hot wash. Rope after rope was pumped as his knot sealed her shut, there was no escape as her bdoy squeezed him and pulled, milking along the length. She was flooded and coated in it, the stream hitting hard along the back of her walls to make sure that it was being pushed into her vulnerable womb. She whimpered around the muzzle, panting shallowly as he rested on top of her, his body so heavy that the only thing holding her up were the roots that bound her. Even if they let her go she couldn't escape him, not without ripping herself open. She sagged in the bonds, ears tipped back in defeat, feeling a fresh burst of hot seed pumping into her body.

"Do not worry..." The woman's voice was thick and husky sounding. "Within a week your belly will be swollen, within two you will have your first litter. Would that I could let your cubs mature naturally, but I have need of them."

_She can't be serious, I can't have cubs... I don't even know what to do with a human infant! _ She trembled slightly and squeezed, feeling the next spill of seed erupting into her.