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Dakota takes on the task of quelling a threat to the village but he winds up being undone by his own trap, left at the foes' mercy.

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Trekking through the wilderness, keeping notice of the sun slowly becoming hidden more and more by the horizon. It wasn’t until night had come that Dakota was feeling nervous. He was still following those tracks, finally taking notice of how big the paw indents were and the deepness of the claw marks. Just as he was starting to rethink his plan, the anthro heard a deep growl. The intense rustling of bushes made him jump. Stumbling backwards, his foot slipped into another paw indent and he fell on his rump. \n\nSlinking smoothly from the foliage were the wolves. One covered in black fur and the other covered in various shades of brown. They were both huge, standing much taller than himself while still on all fours. As the sun had set completely, the pair of ferals walked right up to Dakota, growling threateningly. Too stunned and scared to move right away, the anthro just remained where he was, letting the ferals come to a stop, both towering over him. \n\nAll too last, Dakota realized just how badly he had messed up. He was all alone in an unfamiliar part of the forest with a pair of massive, angry wolves looking down at him. The gear he had was only good for setting up traps; ropes of various lengths and thickness for the most part. There was something else that the shopkeeper had given him, a vial of some kind of fluid that was promised to attract the beasts. Well that was useless now as the impact of falling had broken the fragile vial and it’s contents was leaking from his pack’s pocket, dripping down his back and soaking into his fur. \n\nDakota found himself sniffing at the air and then sniffing at himself. Then he started to feel strange: his mind hazing, body heating up, and his length was twitching in its sheath, the tip peaking out beneath his simple loincloth. \n\n“What is this stuff?” Dakota asked aloud. He sniffed his hand that was wet again. Smelling the substance directly made him jump and the effects more than doubled. His body was burning up, the forest around him was all but spinning, and his length was sliding from his sheath, the tip pressed and leaking into the fabric of the loincloth. \n\n“W-wolf pheromones?!” he exclaimed when the realization suddenly struck him. \n\nHe wasn’t the only one that realized it. The pair of feral wolves were sniffing at the air and then at him. A feeling of dread came over Dakota. The pheromones were likely to be used as bait for the trap. But now it was soaked into his fur, still slithering down his back and dripping off his ass. This was a bad situation and he needed to get away! \n\nBut just as he made a movement, the brown wolf snarled and lunged at him. Dakota braced himself for attack but it didn’t come. Instead the wolf had jumped over him. Standing behind, another deep growl came from him, followed by his heavy paw coming down, pressing its weight on Dakota’s shoulder then his chest. The untrimmed and sharp claws were digging into him a bit as if the feral was giving him a warning to keep still. \n\nA groan was forced out of Dakota, not just from the weight but also the heavy smell that was coming from the paw. Reaching his nose was the thick, musty stink of paw that hadn’t been cleaned with anything more than a tongue. Its earthy tones were flooding his senses; mixed with the effect of the pheromones, Dakota grew even more erect despite the fear that was racing through him. He grunted from the ‘pop’ of his knot coming out. His loincloth was tented and wet in the front, adding the scent of his own arousal to the smells of pheromones and wolf musk already funking up the air around them. \n\n“H-Hey! No, get away from there!” Dakota exclaimed when he saw the black wolf dipping its head down, first sniffing and then nosing at his covered crotch. It pulled the loincloth back, exposing his twitching erection. Dakota’s heart was racing, picking up even more when saw the wolf open its mouth, showing his maw full of pointed teeth. Then the black wolf’s head came back down and Dakota cried out. \n\nTo his shock the feral was lapping at his cock, his maw sunk down around it. Even if the touch of his silky tongue was pleasurable, Dakota wasn’t able to enjoy it. He was too fear-stricken. Those teeth kept themselves dangerously close to his sensitive flesh and growls just kept coming from the feral as he worked his tongue, leaving Dakota wondering if the beast would just bite down on it. \n\nThe brown wolf wasn’t given him much comfort either, his heavy paw keeping him in place and those claws threatening to pierce his skin with a simple push. He seemed to be watching his partner with curiosity. Then his attention was back on Dakota. \n\nThe stuck anthro watched as the brown furred feral was stepping over him then lowering his body some. Just enough for the large, heavy sack to dangle right over his face. Paired with it was a wild, masculine scent that made him wince and nearly gag. The smell coming from the paw had clued him in but there was no doubting now that these creatures were in desperate need of a bath. Another growl came from the wolf and he started to press his claws into Dakota, making the anthro groan from the slowly increasing amount of pain. \n\nAt first Dakota was just wondering what he was doing wrong. The black wolf was still licking away at his cock but the brown one was obviously angered or wanted something from him. Dakota still couldn’t think straight thanks to the pheromones. He really had to focus and when the answer came to him he audibly groaned. \n\nThe wolf wanted him to lick it! \n\n“Please! Just let me go-” Another groan was forced from Dakota but this one was laced with pain from the claws really being just short of tearing into his skin. The black wolf was growling even more and Dakota could feel the scratching of his teeth against his cock. He then realized that the pair were a lot more intelligent than he assumed. They were both threatening him in different ways. If he didn’t do what they wanted, he would be hurt in more ways than one. \n\n“Fine! Fine...” Dakota whined.\n\nHe slid his tongue out, making contact with the sack. The furry pouch was strong smelling as well, having an offending reek attached and the taste of it was just as sharp, making Dakota recoil out of reflex. Forcing himself to keep going, Dakota touched his tongue to the balls again and followed it up by a lick. Even more of that strong taste and smell met him, further assaulting his senses. While he was powering through the disgust the bigger creature could be heard groaning pleasantly, his balls churning in response to the oral touch. \n\nDakota was feeling disgusted with himself. He was actually touching his tongue to those smelly, almost sour tasting balls. But the claws and teeth were easing up, giving him some relief. That was the only thing keeping him compliant. Trying his best not to think too hard about what was happening, the anthro continued lapping at the hot sack, his taste buds being assaulted by the sweat and grime that had been soaked into the fur. \n\nThis was having an obvious effect on the brown wolf. Another low toned sound of approval came from him. The fat sheath that sat above the plump balls twitched and then began to spread. As the dark red tip began sliding out, Dakota was struck by another wave of raw stink. The big canine cock was already wet from various fluids that had gotten trapped inside of the sheath, left to age over a period of time and being further added to day by day. A glossy sheen of sweat, grime, cum, and piss remnants was already coating the shaft, making it stink even more that the balls already were. \n\nThe wolf rocked his hips back; shifting his body weight made Dakota wince. This was taken advantage of. As his mouth opened the brown wolf thrust his cock in past Dakota’s spread lips. The anthro’s eyes widened; the thick stench and overwhelmingly offensive taste again caused him to wince and gag but the anthro was overpowering him, forcing his cock over his tongue and against the start of his throat. \n\nThe brown wolf was enjoying the heat and silkiness of the oral walls he was shoving his cock against. His body was straining to handle the size being forced into it. There was no other choice but to relax and let the bigger male have his way. Another hard gag came from the shaft being stuffed in further. Dakota had to swallow the thick jet of precum that sprayed from the tip of else he would be drowned. By gulping down the fluid he was also gulping down the cock itself, allowing more of it to slip past his stretched lips. \n\nOnce his cock was sunk just past the halfway point, the brown wolf snarled with greater intensity. He began to rock his hips, forcing even more in with just his strength alone. A rhythm was already being established, keeping the length pumping against his oral walls, making them stretch and expand to make room for the musky, spurting meat. In time with each push, Dakota was gagging aggressively. The sounds of his throat being used could be heard along with more of the anthro’s muffled groans and whines. \n\nDakota was trying to just endure it all but the task was becoming harder and harder. Not just from his body being pushed to it’s limits over and over again but also from the size of the knotted cock that was making it all the harder for him to breathe. Dakota managed to endure up to this point but as the humps were becoming more aggressive, at first Dakota was being further assaulted by the grizzly musk and then he couldn’t smell or even inhale at all, his airways being completely blocked by the thickness when it was being pushed in. There were brief moments when he was allowed to inhale when the shaft was pulled back that was becoming fewer and fewer... \n\nThe brown wolf then let out a sound more akin to a roar. Another hard thrust came. It painfully spread Dakota’s maw even further, making him take the even thicker knot that sat at the end of the shaft. As soon as it was in, the whole smelly thing pulsed wildly and from the pointed tip came thick ropes of hot cum. \n\nDakota’s already plugged windpipe was further filled by the gushing seed. The knot ensured that it would only be going down into the anthro’s stomach. With no other choice, Dakota began to drink down the huge, bitter loads, making his stomach full in a short amount of time. Even more gushes of seed were being blasted from the tip, forcing his already full belly to expand even further. \n\nHe was forced to take every drop of cum that the brown wolf had to give. Every spurt was huge, a clear tell that the beast was very pent up. All of the excess was being directly pumped into his guts. There was just too much for him to handle but the knot and paw kept him stuck, meaning he had no other option but to endure. His stomach was further inflated, forced to make room for the hot, stinking spunk that was still coming without relent. \n\nComing back up from his stomach with force, the cum stretched his throat further, oozing past the knot that had been blocking its way so far. A gurgled wheeze came from Dakota, his nose burning from the ropes that were flying from his nostrils. Everything was feeling hot and heavy from the amount of cum that was flooding him. His body was shaking from being overwhelmed completely. \n\nThe only relief he was given was the forced climax that came from the black wolf’s licking. He was getting off purely from the stimulation and couldn’t enjoy the orgasm, still focused on the aggressive filling of his body. The forest around him was spinning from the lack of air. While he was straining just to get a proper breath, the brown wolf was grunting and drooling, making the occasional hump that kept his climax going. He seemed keen on draining the pent up fluids, not caring that it was splashing out from the anthro’s nose and mouth. \n\nThankfully it came to an end before Dakota reached the point of blacking out. But the pulling out was aggressive, forcing out another gag and bringing a jolt of pain from the huge knot being yanked out without any care for his well being. His mouth was left open and a gush of cum was spraying from his throat, splattering onto the grass and his own pelt, marking him in the feral’s strong, offending essence. \n\nDakota wasn’t given much time to feel relief. As the first wolf was stepping away, appearing satisfied, the other was lifting his mouth from the anthro’s shaft, also planting a paw on the anthro to keep him in place. Keeping his muzzle between Dakota’s legs, the wolf proceeded to sniff and then he started to lick, running his large and slimy tongue over Dakota’s rump. \n\nThe touch made Dakota jump but a growl from the black wolf made him stand still. The feral canine continued licking, his tongue sliding in between the anthro’s ass cheeks, finding his hole. A gasp was forced out of Dakota. He could feel the hot, slimy spit slathering his rim. More pressure was applied and Dakota could feel himself being forced open by the large muscle. \n\nAnother groan of discomfort was forced out of Dakota. He squirmed but that didn’t do much good. The threatening growl and weight kept on him ensured that the feral would get his way. There wasn’t much he could do to stop the tongue’s entry anyways. As the muscle was forced inside, the wolf began aggressively licking at the soft walls, working his tongue in a way that didn’t give much pleasure to Dakota. \n\nMore of the muscle’s length was jammed in without warning and Dakato was again made to wince and whine from the forced stretching of his passage. The licks would ease the pain a bit but then more pushing would come, forcing another portion of his passage to stretch way too wide in practically the blink of an eye. This continued for about a minute. During that time Dakota felt his taihole becoming all the slimier from feral wolf spit. And when the tongue was finally pulled free, Dakota shuddered from the “empty” feeling he was left with down there. \n\nThen the quadruped stepped forwards, sliding his body on top of Dakota’s. In the place of a paw was the greater weight of most of his body. Shifting his hips, the black wolf prodded at the anthro’s freshly licked hole with his cocktip. Dakota just braced himself but still wound up yelling out when the tip found its mark, sliding in smoothly thanks to the saliva and the red rocket’s own precum. The pointed end alone was enough to further stretch Dakota’s aching tailhole, making it clench down. \n\nSpurred on by the squeeze, the black wolf proceeded to push the rest in with a series of hard pumps. In time with more inches disappearing past the sopping rim, there was a bulge that appeared beneath the skin and fur of Dakota’s stomach. That bulge grew more substantial as the canine’s rod was sliding in deeper. \n\nThe mix of slick spit and viscous precum could only do much to aid Dakota. At about the halfway point his body was straining to take anymore of the feral wolf’s endowment. In time with another dominant snarl, the feral pushed with greater strength, more than enough to shove the rest of his cock’s length in all at once. This overwhelming shove filled his anal passage beyond its usual means in the blink of an eye. All Dakota could do was yell out, his voice echoing throughout the forest. Even the hard hits to his prostate wasn’t enough to offset the pain. \n\nIt could have gotten worse but the feral wolf thankfully chose to thrust slowly but forcefully. The hot and wet hole wrapped around his cock was making the creature groan. Sweeping wags of his tail, hot spurts of more precum, and deep throbs of his knotted rod all indicated his enjoyment. Dakota wasn’t able to feel the same, feeling something within him being forced open when a harder push came. \n\nHis smaller body rocked back and forth, Dakota was kept groaning and whining. The lack of control he had over his voice would have made it easy for any animal to track him down but that would mean getting past the wolves that were already here. He was being used without mercy; fucked hard by a feral that was treating him as nothing more than a toy. In their eyes he was just a means of gaining pleasure and draining their loads. \n\nThe entirety of his cock was being slammed in without mercy, touching every spot that would have brought him pleasure. In time with the last inch being inserted, the knot loudly slapped against his ass cheeks and the bulge in his stomach was stretched out further than ever, pressing against the black wolf’s own belly. \n\nEvery thrust ensured that the shaft was slammed in as deeply as it could be. This kept Dakota’s hole stretched and a series of deep wet, sloppy sounds were being produced. Tugging back and jamming its way back in, squelching through the excess of hot and slick precum, the sounds of being rutted and the dense reek of feral wolf essence were spreading further. \n\nThe knot and balls would smack into his backside with increasing force and noise. More precum was gushing out in time with the cock’s harder throbs. Combining with the amount that was already inside, Dakota felt his stomach bloating even further, feeling hot and heavy from the amount of musky fluid that was sprayed into it. The excess was spilling out, further marking the anthro’s body and the surrounding grass. \n\nHis hole slathered in excess precum allowed the beast to hump harder and faster. This made the smacks of their bodies connecting all the louder; a loud gross sounding squish and then a deep, gurgling suck. These sounds were produced one after the other, becoming more frequent as the speed was further increased and more weight was put down by the bigger mammal. Dakota wheezed from this, his body being further pinned between the ground and the huge quadruped. \n\nDakota couldn’t stop himself from shaking. The black wolf wanted his prey to hold still. In order to get what he wanted, he lunged forward and clamped his jaws on Dakota’s shoulder to keep him in place. Understanding the message, the anthro did his best to keep still but that was an increasing challenge. The feral was putting even more speed and power into his movements, growling against the shoulder that his teeth were slightly sinking into. \n\nHis hole being pummeled all the harder caused Dakota to gasp and whine. Purely from the stimulation, he could feel himself getting close. The relentless contact to his prostate was just too much for his body to withstand. Another thrust came and he was forced into a climax. His own cock throbbed and spurt ropes of seed against the black wolf’s belly. Overpowering this rush was the unrelenting rutting that continued to stretch out his insides. \n\nThe beast was thrusting even faster now, his breath coming out hot and wet against Dakota’s fur. Drool was leaking onto the shoulder that was being bitten, wetting his shoulder even more. More effort was put into the hard thrusts and Dakota was still straining to have any control over himself. Even louder than his voice were the beast’s rumbling aggressive growls and snarls. The feral just kept going, feeling that he was close to his limit and he charged right into it. \n\nAnother hard thrust came, having a tremendous amount of force behind it. The knot was slammed in and there was a sudden rush of searing pain felt by Dakota. Following right after was the first gush of musky heat and stickiness. Cum was firing from the swelled pointed tip with force, pouring right into the anthro’s guts. Even with the knot firmly stuck inside, plenty of excess was spilling out, soaking into Dakota’s fur and onto the grass. \n\nThe black wolf’s huge balls were still spilling huge amounts of cum into the anthro. He was still making the occasional thrust, even with the knot firmly locked inside. Dakota was whimpering from this and the further expansion of his stomach. It was filling up even more like a balloon, pumped full of the hot and thick substance. The heat was overtaking the rest of his body. \n\nTail wagging fiercely and releasing more drool, the huge canine was clearly enjoying his orgasm. He continued to pump more of his seed into the anthro, keeping Dakota pinned beneath his weight. Even with the knot fully engorged, the canine began to pull back, pushing against Dakota while digging his claws into the ground. Dakota yelled out when the bulb popped free with a messy splatter. The last of the black wolf’s cum was marking Dakota’s body, ensuring he would be smelling of the feral. \n\nSatisfied just as much as the other quadruped, the black wolf proceeded to settle down and clean himself, loudly lapping his tongue over his own crotch, clearing the cum from his retreating shaft. Dakota was left on the ground, his stomach swelled with cum. The pair seemed to be completely disinterested in him for the time being, both needing to collect themselves after their climaxes. \n\nEven though it was painful and he couldn’t move as smoothly, Dakota rose to his feet and started his trek back to the village. By then it was very late at night so only a few were still up to see the state of his body. He got inside and started to take a bath but as he did, Dakota found that he couldn’t stop thinking about those two wolves. Was it because of the lingering pheromones? Even as he settled down into the bed for the night, his dreams were further plagued with thoughts of the ferals. \n\nDakota didn’t fully know why but he was trekking through the forest again, following the paw prints and claw marks in hopes of finding the ferals. They weren't in the same place as the day before. He had to venture further and that brought him to a dark looking cavern. His nose twitched as he picked up the familiar scent. Dakota ventured inside, feeling his heart pounding in his chest.\n\nWhen he found the feral wolves and met their gazes, Dakota could tell they were thinking something similar to himself. He had come willingly for more fun with them and they were visibly eager to “please.” The next thing that he knew, the anthro was sandwiched between the pair of ferals. Lying on one of their bellies and feeling the other’s belly pressed against his back, Dakota was feeling a rush of excitement that had eluded him the first time. He was willing for this one and gasped when he felt his still-stretched hole being prodded by not just one – but two huge musky knotted cocks. \n\nThe bigger creatures roughly shoved themselves in at the time and they both proceeded to pound their way into Dakota, huffing from the remaining cum that kept his ass slick and the tightness that was increased by their shafts rocking back and forth at the same time. Their precum was coming out in thick spurts, making Dakota’s passage sloppy and hot all over again. It took no time at all for them to start thrusting quickly and roughly, making the anthro moan out in a way that he hadn’t before. \n\nHis body was being pushed to its limits and he couldn’t do anything more than just ride it out to the end. Even if they weren’t being as openly aggressive this time, Dakota knew that the pair wouldn’t be letting him go until they were satisfied. The creatures were grunting as they kept him stuck in between their grinding bodies, their cocks were pulled and pushed in time with the aggressive motions. This formed an even bigger bulge. It pushed Dakota’s stomach outwards, at its biggest point when the two were thrusting in together. Feeling the two cockheads stretching the skin and fur of his belly was just another element that fueled Dakota’s lust and need for the beasts. \n\nThe smells of rutting, sweat, and musk were all around him. Dakota was torn between the urge to drink in the aroma and the urge to gag from the unwavering potency of the canines’ combined stink. Rubbing their bodies against his own was completely undoing the effects of his bath, making him reek of them all over again. \n\nGrinding their cocks together while inside of Dakota, feeling their balls slapping against each other, the ferals were given plenty of stimulation and reasons to engage with the anthro. Their cave was getting marked by the precum that was flowing continuously from Dakota’s extra-stretched tailhole, making the smell all around them even stronger. \n\nDakota felt that he was starting to get used to it but that was quickly proven false by the simultaneous growls that rung out. Together, the feral wolves started to thrust even faster and harder than before, their big and strong hips becoming nearly a blur as they slammed their way into Dakota’s guts without mercy or pause. In reaction to this, Dakota was moaning out even louder. There was a slutty edge to his voice and there was a smile creeping across his muzzle as he freely drank in the powerful earthy musk that was further rising from the pair of humping quadrupeds. \n\nDakota hadn’t realized that he had cum. He was too preoccupied by the extra deep snarl and the forceful push that came from the black wolf. His knot was the first one to go in. Further stretching his rim and passage greatly, the length shoved its way in farther before it began pulsing and releasing surges of hot cum. It was all blasting right into the anthro’s guts, making his stomach bloat all over again in such a short amount of time. \n\nFollowing the black wolf’s lead was the brown one, howling out as he slammed his knot in and came hard as well. His plentiful and musky loads were joining his friends. With their pulsating bulbs fully inserted and both shooting their cum directly into Dakota’s guts; the anthro in question was groaning from the state of his stomach being filled up with much more cum and in a much shorter amount of time. He could feel more and more of it flowing into him, the next further bloat of his stomach just as the wolves grunted and sprayed more seed. Their climaxes lasted for what felt like hours. Even when they were done, Dakota was left stuck between their musky bodies and there was the lasting strain of their knots still pulsing under his tail. \n\nEven as they were lying there, Dakota could feel even more hot fluid being injected into his guts. But they were no longer cumming. His mind dazed with lust, it took the anthro a moment to realize that both wolves were simply pissing inside of him, using him as a means to hold their liquid waste in addition to their cum. Dakota’s stomach was already heavily bloated and he honestly wasn’t sure if he could handle anymore. But his body was making room for the even hotter and muskier fluid. \n\nBut when he was at his limit and the flow just kept going, Dakota groaned. He felt strain as his stomach expanded just a bit. Then something opened up inside of him. He could feel his throat expanding as fluid was racing up it. The wolf on top of him was putting his weight down, making it all the harder for his best to contain all of the fluid. So it wound up spraying out from his own mouth. Dakota’s mouth was stuck open and he was looking like a living fountain as a frothy and stinking mix of wolf cum and piss were all leaving him in the form of a thick cascade. \n\nAs the wolves continued draining their bladders, more of their essence was spilling out of Dakota’s mouth, further ensuring that he was marked both inside and out. They were still making sounds of pleasure while Dakota was releasing gurgling groans. When the wolves released the last of what they had, all three were finally allowed to settle down. Dakota felt exhausted and to his surprise the wolves’ bodies were surprisingly comfy when they weren’t being aggressive. He settled down and closed his eyes, not even realizing how quickly he fell asleep while in between the pair of beasts… \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Dakota was venturing through the wilderness with a determined look on his face. His goal was to earn the respect of his fellow villagers. The brown furred wolf was ostracized by the others for his curvier, feminine build. He lacked the muscle tone that the other males did and had wider hips that would look more natural on a woman. Lately the entire village had been plagued by attacks. Two large wolves would storm their land, stealing their food and damaging their homes. Everyone else began to fear the pair of wolves that would come charging through their land when night came. But Dakota wasn’t afraid. Spending the last of his saved money on gear, the fem presenting anthro wolf ventured out on his own.

Getting out just before sunset, Dakota wanted to be in the perfect position to trap the pair of unruly ferals. The imprints of their paws and the dug up earth marked an obvious path for him to follow. Trekking through the wilderness, keeping notice of the sun slowly becoming hidden more and more by the horizon. It wasn’t until night had come that Dakota was feeling nervous. He was still following those tracks, finally taking notice of how big the paw indents were and the deepness of the claw marks. Just as he was starting to rethink his plan, the anthro heard a deep growl. The intense rustling of bushes made him jump. Stumbling backwards, his foot slipped into another paw indent and he fell on his rump.

Slinking smoothly from the foliage were the wolves. One covered in black fur and the other covered in various shades of brown. They were both huge, standing much taller than himself while still on all fours. As the sun had set completely, the pair of ferals walked right up to Dakota, growling threateningly. Too stunned and scared to move right away, the anthro just remained where he was, letting the ferals come to a stop, both towering over him.

All too last, Dakota realized just how badly he had messed up. He was all alone in an unfamiliar part of the forest with a pair of massive, angry wolves looking down at him. The gear he had was only good for setting up traps; ropes of various lengths and thickness for the most part. There was something else that the shopkeeper had given him, a vial of some kind of fluid that was promised to attract the beasts. Well that was useless now as the impact of falling had broken the fragile vial and it’s contents was leaking from his pack’s pocket, dripping down his back and soaking into his fur.

Dakota found himself sniffing at the air and then sniffing at himself. Then he started to feel strange: his mind hazing, body heating up, and his length was twitching in its sheath, the tip peaking out beneath his simple loincloth.

“What is this stuff?” Dakota asked aloud. He sniffed his hand that was wet again. Smelling the substance directly made him jump and the effects more than doubled. His body was burning up, the forest around him was all but spinning, and his length was sliding from his sheath, the tip pressed and leaking into the fabric of the loincloth.

“W-wolf pheromones?!” he exclaimed when the realization suddenly struck him.

He wasn’t the only one that realized it. The pair of feral wolves were sniffing at the air and then at him. A feeling of dread came over Dakota. The pheromones were likely to be used as bait for the trap. But now it was soaked into his fur, still slithering down his back and dripping off his ass. This was a bad situation and he needed to get away!

But just as he made a movement, the brown wolf snarled and lunged at him. Dakota braced himself for attack but it didn’t come. Instead the wolf had jumped over him. Standing behind, another deep growl came from him, followed by his heavy paw coming down, pressing its weight on Dakota’s shoulder then his chest. The untrimmed and sharp claws were digging into him a bit as if the feral was giving him a warning to keep still.

A groan was forced out of Dakota, not just from the weight but also the heavy smell that was coming from the paw. Reaching his nose was the thick, musty stink of paw that hadn’t been cleaned with anything more than a tongue. Its earthy tones were flooding his senses; mixed with the effect of the pheromones, Dakota grew even more erect despite the fear that was racing through him. He grunted from the ‘pop’ of his knot coming out. His loincloth was tented and wet in the front, adding the scent of his own arousal to the smells of pheromones and wolf musk already funking up the air around them.

“H-Hey! No, get away from there!” Dakota exclaimed when he saw the black wolf dipping its head down, first sniffing and then nosing at his covered crotch. It pulled the loincloth back, exposing his twitching erection. Dakota’s heart was racing, picking up even more when saw the wolf open its mouth, showing his maw full of pointed teeth. Then the black wolf’s head came back down and Dakota cried out.

To his shock the feral was lapping at his cock, his maw sunk down around it. Even if the touch of his silky tongue was pleasurable, Dakota wasn’t able to enjoy it. He was too fear-stricken. Those teeth kept themselves dangerously close to his sensitive flesh and growls just kept coming from the feral as he worked his tongue, leaving Dakota wondering if the beast would just bite down on it.

The brown wolf wasn’t given him much comfort either, his heavy paw keeping him in place and those claws threatening to pierce his skin with a simple push. He seemed to be watching his partner with curiosity. Then his attention was back on Dakota.

The stuck anthro watched as the brown furred feral was stepping over him then lowering his body some. Just enough for the large, heavy sack to dangle right over his face. Paired with it was a wild, masculine scent that made him wince and nearly gag. The smell coming from the paw had clued him in but there was no doubting now that these creatures were in desperate need of a bath. Another growl came from the wolf and he started to press his claws into Dakota, making the anthro groan from the slowly increasing amount of pain.

At first Dakota was just wondering what he was doing wrong. The black wolf was still licking away at his cock but the brown one was obviously angered or wanted something from him. Dakota still couldn’t think straight thanks to the pheromones. He really had to focus and when the answer came to him he audibly groaned.

The wolf wanted him to lick it!

“Please! Just let me go-” Another groan was forced from Dakota but this one was laced with pain from the claws really being just short of tearing into his skin. The black wolf was growling even more and Dakota could feel the scratching of his teeth against his cock. He then realized that the pair were a lot more intelligent than he assumed. They were both threatening him in different ways. If he didn’t do what they wanted, he would be hurt in more ways than one.

“Fine! Fine...” Dakota whined.

He slid his tongue out, making contact with the sack. The furry pouch was strong smelling as well, having an offending reek attached and the taste of it was just as sharp, making Dakota recoil out of reflex. Forcing himself to keep going, Dakota touched his tongue to the balls again and followed it up by a lick. Even more of that strong taste and smell met him, further assaulting his senses. While he was powering through the disgust the bigger creature could be heard groaning pleasantly, his balls churning in response to the oral touch.

Dakota was feeling disgusted with himself. He was actually touching his tongue to those smelly, almost sour tasting balls. But the claws and teeth were easing up, giving him some relief. That was the only thing keeping him compliant. Trying his best not to think too hard about what was happening, the anthro continued lapping at the hot sack, his taste buds being assaulted by the sweat and grime that had been soaked into the fur.

This was having an obvious effect on the brown wolf. Another low toned sound of approval came from him. The fat sheath that sat above the plump balls twitched and then began to spread. As the dark red tip began sliding out, Dakota was struck by another wave of raw stink. The big canine cock was already wet from various fluids that had gotten trapped inside of the sheath, left to age over a period of time and being further added to day by day. A glossy sheen of sweat, grime, cum, and piss remnants was already coating the shaft, making it stink even more that the balls already were.

The wolf rocked his hips back; shifting his body weight made Dakota wince. This was taken advantage of. As his mouth opened the brown wolf thrust his cock in past Dakota’s spread lips. The anthro’s eyes widened; the thick stench and overwhelmingly offensive taste again caused him to wince and gag but the anthro was overpowering him, forcing his cock over his tongue and against the start of his throat.

The brown wolf was enjoying the heat and silkiness of the oral walls he was shoving his cock against. His body was straining to handle the size being forced into it. There was no other choice but to relax and let the bigger male have his way. Another hard gag came from the shaft being stuffed in further. Dakota had to swallow the thick jet of precum that sprayed from the tip of else he would be drowned. By gulping down the fluid he was also gulping down the cock itself, allowing more of it to slip past his stretched lips.

Once his cock was sunk just past the halfway point, the brown wolf snarled with greater intensity. He began to rock his hips, forcing even more in with just his strength alone. A rhythm was already being established, keeping the length pumping against his oral walls, making them stretch and expand to make room for the musky, spurting meat. In time with each push, Dakota was gagging aggressively. The sounds of his throat being used could be heard along with more of the anthro’s muffled groans and whines.

Dakota was trying to just endure it all but the task was becoming harder and harder. Not just from his body being pushed to it’s limits over and over again but also from the size of the knotted cock that was making it all the harder for him to breathe. Dakota managed to endure up to this point but as the humps were becoming more aggressive, at first Dakota was being further assaulted by the grizzly musk and then he couldn’t smell or even inhale at all, his airways being completely blocked by the thickness when it was being pushed in. There were brief moments when he was allowed to inhale when the shaft was pulled back that was becoming fewer and fewer...

The brown wolf then let out a sound more akin to a roar. Another hard thrust came. It painfully spread Dakota’s maw even further, making him take the even thicker knot that sat at the end of the shaft. As soon as it was in, the whole smelly thing pulsed wildly and from the pointed tip came thick ropes of hot cum.

Dakota’s already plugged windpipe was further filled by the gushing seed. The knot ensured that it would only be going down into the anthro’s stomach. With no other choice, Dakota began to drink down the huge, bitter loads, making his stomach full in a short amount of time. Even more gushes of seed were being blasted from the tip, forcing his already full belly to expand even further.

He was forced to take every drop of cum that the brown wolf had to give. Every spurt was huge, a clear tell that the beast was very pent up. All of the excess was being directly pumped into his guts. There was just too much for him to handle but the knot and paw kept him stuck, meaning he had no other option but to endure. His stomach was further inflated, forced to make room for the hot, stinking spunk that was still coming without relent.

Coming back up from his stomach with force, the cum stretched his throat further, oozing past the knot that had been blocking its way so far. A gurgled wheeze came from Dakota, his nose burning from the ropes that were flying from his nostrils. Everything was feeling hot and heavy from the amount of cum that was flooding him. His body was shaking from being overwhelmed completely.

The only relief he was given was the forced climax that came from the black wolf’s licking. He was getting off purely from the stimulation and couldn’t enjoy the orgasm, still focused on the aggressive filling of his body. The forest around him was spinning from the lack of air. While he was straining just to get a proper breath, the brown wolf was grunting and drooling, making the occasional hump that kept his climax going. He seemed keen on draining the pent up fluids, not caring that it was splashing out from the anthro’s nose and mouth.

Thankfully it came to an end before Dakota reached the point of blacking out. But the pulling out was aggressive, forcing out another gag and bringing a jolt of pain from the huge knot being yanked out without any care for his well being. His mouth was left open and a gush of cum was spraying from his throat, splattering onto the grass and his own pelt, marking him in the feral’s strong, offending essence.

Dakota wasn’t given much time to feel relief. As the first wolf was stepping away, appearing satisfied, the other was lifting his mouth from the anthro’s shaft, also planting a paw on the anthro to keep him in place. Keeping his muzzle between Dakota’s legs, the wolf proceeded to sniff and then he started to lick, running his large and slimy tongue over Dakota’s rump.

The touch made Dakota jump but a growl from the black wolf made him stand still. The feral canine continued licking, his tongue sliding in between the anthro’s ass cheeks, finding his hole. A gasp was forced out of Dakota. He could feel the hot, slimy spit slathering his rim. More pressure was applied and Dakota could feel himself being forced open by the large muscle.

Another groan of discomfort was forced out of Dakota. He squirmed but that didn’t do much good. The threatening growl and weight kept on him ensured that the feral would get his way. There wasn’t much he could do to stop the tongue’s entry anyways. As the muscle was forced inside, the wolf began aggressively licking at the soft walls, working his tongue in a way that didn’t give much pleasure to Dakota.

More of the muscle’s length was jammed in without warning and Dakato was again made to wince and whine from the forced stretching of his passage. The licks would ease the pain a bit but then more pushing would come, forcing another portion of his passage to stretch way too wide in practically the blink of an eye. This continued for about a minute. During that time Dakota felt his taihole becoming all the slimier from feral wolf spit. And when the tongue was finally pulled free, Dakota shuddered from the “empty” feeling he was left with down there.

Then the quadruped stepped forwards, sliding his body on top of Dakota’s. In the place of a paw was the greater weight of most of his body. Shifting his hips, the black wolf prodded at the anthro’s freshly licked hole with his cocktip. Dakota just braced himself but still wound up yelling out when the tip found its mark, sliding in smoothly thanks to the saliva and the red rocket’s own precum. The pointed end alone was enough to further stretch Dakota’s aching tailhole, making it clench down.

Spurred on by the squeeze, the black wolf proceeded to push the rest in with a series of hard pumps. In time with more inches disappearing past the sopping rim, there was a bulge that appeared beneath the skin and fur of Dakota’s stomach. That bulge grew more substantial as the canine’s rod was sliding in deeper.

The mix of slick spit and viscous precum could only do much to aid Dakota. At about the halfway point his body was straining to take anymore of the feral wolf’s endowment. In time with another dominant snarl, the feral pushed with greater strength, more than enough to shove the rest of his cock’s length in all at once. This overwhelming shove filled his anal passage beyond its usual means in the blink of an eye. All Dakota could do was yell out, his voice echoing throughout the forest. Even the hard hits to his prostate wasn’t enough to offset the pain.

It could have gotten worse but the feral wolf thankfully chose to thrust slowly but forcefully. The hot and wet hole wrapped around his cock was making the creature groan. Sweeping wags of his tail, hot spurts of more precum, and deep throbs of his knotted rod all indicated his enjoyment. Dakota wasn’t able to feel the same, feeling something within him being forced open when a harder push came.

His smaller body rocked back and forth, Dakota was kept groaning and whining. The lack of control he had over his voice would have made it easy for any animal to track him down but that would mean getting past the wolves that were already here. He was being used without mercy; fucked hard by a feral that was treating him as nothing more than a toy. In their eyes he was just a means of gaining pleasure and draining their loads.

The entirety of his cock was being slammed in without mercy, touching every spot that would have brought him pleasure. In time with the last inch being inserted, the knot loudly slapped against his ass cheeks and the bulge in his stomach was stretched out further than ever, pressing against the black wolf’s own belly.

Every thrust ensured that the shaft was slammed in as deeply as it could be. This kept Dakota’s hole stretched and a series of deep wet, sloppy sounds were being produced. Tugging back and jamming its way back in, squelching through the excess of hot and slick precum, the sounds of being rutted and the dense reek of feral wolf essence were spreading further.

The knot and balls would smack into his backside with increasing force and noise. More precum was gushing out in time with the cock’s harder throbs. Combining with the amount that was already inside, Dakota felt his stomach bloating even further, feeling hot and heavy from the amount of musky fluid that was sprayed into it. The excess was spilling out, further marking the anthro’s body and the surrounding grass.

His hole slathered in excess precum allowed the beast to hump harder and faster. This made the smacks of their bodies connecting all the louder; a loud gross sounding squish and then a deep, gurgling suck. These sounds were produced one after the other, becoming more frequent as the speed was further increased and more weight was put down by the bigger mammal. Dakota wheezed from this, his body being further pinned between the ground and the huge quadruped.

Dakota couldn’t stop himself from shaking. The black wolf wanted his prey to hold still. In order to get what he wanted, he lunged forward and clamped his jaws on Dakota’s shoulder to keep him in place. Understanding the message, the anthro did his best to keep still but that was an increasing challenge. The feral was putting even more speed and power into his movements, growling against the shoulder that his teeth were slightly sinking into.

His hole being pummeled all the harder caused Dakota to gasp and whine. Purely from the stimulation, he could feel himself getting close. The relentless contact to his prostate was just too much for his body to withstand. Another thrust came and he was forced into a climax. His own cock throbbed and spurt ropes of seed against the black wolf’s belly. Overpowering this rush was the unrelenting rutting that continued to stretch out his insides.

The beast was thrusting even faster now, his breath coming out hot and wet against Dakota’s fur. Drool was leaking onto the shoulder that was being bitten, wetting his shoulder even more. More effort was put into the hard thrusts and Dakota was still straining to have any control over himself. Even louder than his voice were the beast’s rumbling aggressive growls and snarls. The feral just kept going, feeling that he was close to his limit and he charged right into it.

Another hard thrust came, having a tremendous amount of force behind it. The knot was slammed in and there was a sudden rush of searing pain felt by Dakota. Following right after was the first gush of musky heat and stickiness. Cum was firing from the swelled pointed tip with force, pouring right into the anthro’s guts. Even with the knot firmly stuck inside, plenty of excess was spilling out, soaking into Dakota’s fur and onto the grass.

The black wolf’s huge balls were still spilling huge amounts of cum into the anthro. He was still making the occasional thrust, even with the knot firmly locked inside. Dakota was whimpering from this and the further expansion of his stomach. It was filling up even more like a balloon, pumped full of the hot and thick substance. The heat was overtaking the rest of his body.

Tail wagging fiercely and releasing more drool, the huge canine was clearly enjoying his orgasm. He continued to pump more of his seed into the anthro, keeping Dakota pinned beneath his weight. Even with the knot fully engorged, the canine began to pull back, pushing against Dakota while digging his claws into the ground. Dakota yelled out when the bulb popped free with a messy splatter. The last of the black wolf’s cum was marking Dakota’s body, ensuring he would be smelling of the feral.

Satisfied just as much as the other quadruped, the black wolf proceeded to settle down and clean himself, loudly lapping his tongue over his own crotch, clearing the cum from his retreating shaft. Dakota was left on the ground, his stomach swelled with cum. The pair seemed to be completely disinterested in him for the time being, both needing to collect themselves after their climaxes.

Even though it was painful and he couldn’t move as smoothly, Dakota rose to his feet and started his trek back to the village. By then it was very late at night so only a few were still up to see the state of his body. He got inside and started to take a bath but as he did, Dakota found that he couldn’t stop thinking about those two wolves. Was it because of the lingering pheromones? Even as he settled down into the bed for the night, his dreams were further plagued with thoughts of the ferals.

Dakota didn’t fully know why but he was trekking through the forest again, following the paw prints and claw marks in hopes of finding the ferals. They weren't in the same place as the day before. He had to venture further and that brought him to a dark looking cavern. His nose twitched as he picked up the familiar scent. Dakota ventured inside, feeling his heart pounding in his chest.

When he found the feral wolves and met their gazes, Dakota could tell they were thinking something similar to himself. He had come willingly for more fun with them and they were visibly eager to “please.” The next thing that he knew, the anthro was sandwiched between the pair of ferals. Lying on one of their bellies and feeling the other’s belly pressed against his back, Dakota was feeling a rush of excitement that had eluded him the first time. He was willing for this one and gasped when he felt his still-stretched hole being prodded by not just one – but two huge musky knotted cocks.

The bigger creatures roughly shoved themselves in at the time and they both proceeded to pound their way into Dakota, huffing from the remaining cum that kept his ass slick and the tightness that was increased by their shafts rocking back and forth at the same time. Their precum was coming out in thick spurts, making Dakota’s passage sloppy and hot all over again. It took no time at all for them to start thrusting quickly and roughly, making the anthro moan out in a way that he hadn’t before.

His body was being pushed to its limits and he couldn’t do anything more than just ride it out to the end. Even if they weren’t being as openly aggressive this time, Dakota knew that the pair wouldn’t be letting him go until they were satisfied. The creatures were grunting as they kept him stuck in between their grinding bodies, their cocks were pulled and pushed in time with the aggressive motions. This formed an even bigger bulge. It pushed Dakota’s stomach outwards, at its biggest point when the two were thrusting in together. Feeling the two cockheads stretching the skin and fur of his belly was just another element that fueled Dakota’s lust and need for the beasts.

The smells of rutting, sweat, and musk were all around him. Dakota was torn between the urge to drink in the aroma and the urge to gag from the unwavering potency of the canines’ combined stink. Rubbing their bodies against his own was completely undoing the effects of his bath, making him reek of them all over again.

Grinding their cocks together while inside of Dakota, feeling their balls slapping against each other, the ferals were given plenty of stimulation and reasons to engage with the anthro. Their cave was getting marked by the precum that was flowing continuously from Dakota’s extra-stretched tailhole, making the smell all around them even stronger.

Dakota felt that he was starting to get used to it but that was quickly proven false by the simultaneous growls that rung out. Together, the feral wolves started to thrust even faster and harder than before, their big and strong hips becoming nearly a blur as they slammed their way into Dakota’s guts without mercy or pause. In reaction to this, Dakota was moaning out even louder. There was a slutty edge to his voice and there was a smile creeping across his muzzle as he freely drank in the powerful earthy musk that was further rising from the pair of humping quadrupeds.

Dakota hadn’t realized that he had cum. He was too preoccupied by the extra deep snarl and the forceful push that came from the black wolf. His knot was the first one to go in. Further stretching his rim and passage greatly, the length shoved its way in farther before it began pulsing and releasing surges of hot cum. It was all blasting right into the anthro’s guts, making his stomach bloat all over again in such a short amount of time.

Following the black wolf’s lead was the brown one, howling out as he slammed his knot in and came hard as well. His plentiful and musky loads were joining his friends. With their pulsating bulbs fully inserted and both shooting their cum directly into Dakota’s guts; the anthro in question was groaning from the state of his stomach being filled up with much more cum and in a much shorter amount of time. He could feel more and more of it flowing into him, the next further bloat of his stomach just as the wolves grunted and sprayed more seed. Their climaxes lasted for what felt like hours. Even when they were done, Dakota was left stuck between their musky bodies and there was the lasting strain of their knots still pulsing under his tail.

Even as they were lying there, Dakota could feel even more hot fluid being injected into his guts. But they were no longer cumming. His mind dazed with lust, it took the anthro a moment to realize that both wolves were simply pissing inside of him, using him as a means to hold their liquid waste in addition to their cum. Dakota’s stomach was already heavily bloated and he honestly wasn’t sure if he could handle anymore. But his body was making room for the even hotter and muskier fluid.

But when he was at his limit and the flow just kept going, Dakota groaned. He felt strain as his stomach expanded just a bit. Then something opened up inside of him. He could feel his throat expanding as fluid was racing up it. The wolf on top of him was putting his weight down, making it all the harder for his best to contain all of the fluid. So it wound up spraying out from his own mouth. Dakota’s mouth was stuck open and he was looking like a living fountain as a frothy and stinking mix of wolf cum and piss were all leaving him in the form of a thick cascade.

As the wolves continued draining their bladders, more of their essence was spilling out of Dakota’s mouth, further ensuring that he was marked both inside and out. They were still making sounds of pleasure while Dakota was releasing gurgling groans. When the wolves released the last of what they had, all three were finally allowed to settle down. Dakota felt exhausted and to his surprise the wolves’ bodies were surprisingly comfy when they weren’t being aggressive. He settled down and closed his eyes, not even realizing how quickly he fell asleep while in between the pair of beasts…

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