This huge, lovely wolfbitch is me! Created in 2006, dusted off in 2011, and now revealed to you all in 2012 on my birthday.
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Her fur is a mattress of dark gray and oily black, spread across a muscled frame like a carpet of moss. A broad stripe of red tongue hangs from her oft open muzzle, with two lantern-gold eyes perched above. A silvery dog tag jangles from a thin chain on her neck, this wolfbitch's only adornment, and it says "Kaprika" on it.
She stands nine feet tall from broad footpaws to hunched head, a huge lupine creature of the wilds made even more deadly and beautiful with anthropomorphic traits. The wolfbitch has the stature and stance of a werewolf, and about her is a potent blend of scents - Unwashed and unabashed musks of playful female and virile male with whiffs of pine, northwestern soils, and hunting scents. Her thick winter coat of fur traps the most powerful smells closest to her body, but be wary of the dribble from this bitch's heavy sheath - get marked with that, and she'll be able to hunt you down from across any forest.
The wolfbitch has a hunch on her back, coated in a great swatch of fur; a broad mane of ebony one could lose an arm in. She has a big head and a big, broad muzzle; My what a big smile she has. Both of her arms are long and heavily muscled, each finger ending with a canine-style claw rather than fingernails. Bouncing between them are two breasts slightly larger than her head, the dusky areola concealed by her pelt but leaving the rubbery caps visible. Their fullness limits their jiggling to a manageable bounce when she's on the pounch, not likely to slap her face. Below, and obscuring much of her flat fluffy wolf belly, are two more pairs of breasts; each set is two thirds the size the pair above them.
Further marring the sight of her tummy is a thick holster of lupine flesh, a hefty tube decked in gray fur and housing a large beast of angry red. It is a normal thing to see an inch or two of pre-dribbling puppycock lipsticking from there. At rest, her sheath and the flaccid cock inside are twenty inches long. When this wolfbitch is excited, her alpha swells to thirty six inches. At that point, her knot is the least of your worries.
Between her powerful legs, barely jostling with her movement, are two heavy spheres of lupine virility. Each teste is as large as her lowest pair of breasts, somewhat hard to tell from the heavy pelt of gray and black fur coating it. If you're near her while her big broad wolftail is a-waggin', you'll catch her sac's very potent stench and likely the smell of her active female sex life as well. Her legs are hugely muscled and almost never straight, save for when she's leaping. Each toe is thick and capped with a dense claw. She is not built like a sprinter, and woe to any prey caught by her appetite.