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Skate is now the only squirrel I know who has done sexual things with a Wolf.... not sure if that is the smartest thing for a small rodent to do.... BUT, he does seem to be satisfying the Wolfess heh heh ;)

What can I say, I LOVE size difference pairings, and I love this series that Me and the Bird are doing.


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but you all can just call her Bird, I do :P


Lots more stories coming soon, and some drawings coming soon too!

Enjoy ^^", "writing": "[b]Small Buck, Big Mouth[/b]\n\n\nThe wind howled across the hills, the sound long and low like the ghost of a wolf. One could easily have mistaken it for such, as across those same hills stalked a near-invisible form; a white wolf, huddled close to the ground, her ivory coat blending in seamlessly with her surroundings. Despite subterfuge this she wasn't hunting; she merely enjoyed the practice. She had fed that very morning, before the wind had picked up, when the sky was clear and sunny. Now as the clouds rolled overhead and the cold began to bite in earnest, she returned to the jagged peaks in the distance that marked the place she now called home.\n\nIt had been, if not a particularly great day, then a good one. She had had a successful hunt, which took some doing given the idiotic creatures whose company she now had to endure. Her brother's pack had fled on his untimely death, forcing her to seek new ways to survive. Currently she 'led' a disorganized collection of rather dopey eagles home she was continually surprised to see still alive given there absolutely pathetic hunting skills. Still, they provided a warm, dry place to roost and what could laughably be called 'company'. And if things ever got bad enough, she could always eat them. They probably wouldn't notice anyway.\n\nShe was still quite some distance from her destination when she picked up an interesting scent in the snow. Though not particularly hungry she was always up for a little fun and would never say no to dessert. The trace was weak, but she followed it to a line of small pawprints in the fresh powder, nearly hidden by the soft flakes drifting down out of the sky. They had to be fresh to be so diminutive yet still visible. She had a definite suspicion of exactly what had caused them, confirmed as she followed the trail to the base of a dead tree, nestled amongst some low boulders about ten minute's walk from her den. There, leaning against the cracking bark of the dry trunk was a small brown squirrel, cursing under his breath. This close there was no mistaking the faint scent; it was her own. This was a creature she'd met before, just a few days ago in fact. She padded closer, paws delicately sinking into the white ground, muffling her approach.\n\nThe squirrel in question was very hungry, very cold and very annoyed. He blew on his paws and rubbed them together, trying to get some feeling back into them. He was a long way from any proper shelter and had to spend the night in the actual snow having dug a makeshift burrow into it when it became apparent that it would be his only option. He'd woken up under an additional foot of the white stuff, which was a considerable amount for someone so short, and had to dig his way free, nearly freezing his tail off in the process. He cursed under his breath, wondering exactly what he was going to do next. 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I didn't expect to bump into you so soon, but then again you do have the [i]worst[/i] luck, don't you?\"\n\n\nAdvancing on him once more the wolf inched forward, her head lowering and close what little space remained between the two. Soon it filled his entire vision; he could see the grain of the fur on her muzzle, spot his reflection in her cool eyes. She pinned him with a stare that was full of power, smugness and control. Eventually she wasn't even an inch away; they were separated by a hair's breadth, the soft, wet tip of her nose almost touching his own. When she spoke next each word brushed her warm breath over his fur and drowned out even the howling of the wind.\n\n\"I must admit though, you [i]do[/i] hold your ground, I've met guys ten times your size who've turned tail and fled at the first sight of me. Just how stern is that resolve of yours hmmn? How about this, if you run, I'll let you.\"\n\n\nThe smaller male propped himself up in the snow as the wolfess taunted him. He had been cold but a rising heat of umbrage kept him from shivering. He would not be mocked in such a fashion. If she was waiting for him to run off then she would be disappointed. It was a foolish, headstrong thing to think, but he had never been the most sensible of squirrels. Seeing he wasn't going anywhere the white wolf continued her advance, as slow and cold as a glacier down a mountain valley. After a few seconds the cold nosetip pushed against his chest, flexing slightly as the canine took several long, deep breaths through it, sampling his scent and mussing his chestfur. Still onwards she pressed, the pressure slowly growing until he could feel the cold and damp soaking through his fur. He was, inch by inch, pushed back and into the soft powder around him, his tail flattened against his back as it was pressed down beneath him. Finally he stopped moving as the packed snow below grew rigid.\n\nThere was a smirk, the merest curl of a lip, as the wolfess exposed a single long tooth, pleased with the turn events were taking. With it her muzzle began to open, ever so slowly. The tip of a large pink tongue protruded and extended, curling down over her bottom lip and brushing wetly against his lower stomach. Gradually the pointed snout moved up, dragging the rough wet slip behind it, rubbing the buck's stomachfur the wrong way and leaving a broad, wet strip behind, soaked with wolf saliva. It stroked all of the way up his chest before tucking under his chin and pushing his entire face upwards. The end of the long lick flicked off of the tip of his muzzle with a suddenness that made the smaller male flinch, leaving him half stunned, lying in the depression in the snow. He was just in time to see the wolf back off slightly, tongue still lolling, curling over the black tip of her nose to warm it slightly in the chill air. For a moment she stood back, looking over him, seeing what he would do. He lay there, feeling the wet heat of her mouth quickly fading into the nipping cold of the snowy air There was a deep chuckle as the huntress noticed his condition.\n\n\"Oh dear... you're not cold are you? It can be such a terribly [i]biting[/i] cold this time of year. If only there was something I could do...\"\n\n\nWith a suddenness that almost made him cry out, the canid head dove back down in a smooth, sweeping motion. This time her tongue was already extended by the time she made contact. The flat of her tongue hit the squirrel straight on his chest this time with a quiet *slap*. It pressed against him, soft and clingy, curling slightly like a living blanket. The force of the lick shifted the buck's entire body, pulling him along with the rough tongue as it pressed firmly against him. A second later his entire muzzle was pressed into it as it lapped briskly upwards and off of the top of his head. The entire ordeal left him staring up wide eyed and unfocused, unsure of what was taking place. He had little time to consider as, not a heartbeat later the predator repeated the maneuver, a second vigorous lick brushing across his shivering form.\n\nThe process repeated, again and again at a rapid, but steady pace. Toying with him the bitch didn't allow her movements to be predicted, holding back or surging forward randomly, keeping her plaything on his toes. The force and spread of the laps pressed the buck back further, leaving him spread and gasping in the cool drifts, his fur soaked through and standing in wet spikes all over his chest. He was forced simply to close his eyes and lay back, unable to fight the insistent pressure pushing onto him. Bit by bit the warmth of each pass won out over the cold air, heating the rodent's entire body from the outside in. This and the rough stimulation had an inevitable effect as the brushing caresses increasingly stimulated the tip of a sensitive member. Stroke after stroke the squirrel could feel a sharp, tingling pleasure, able to measure his arousal by the intensity of it, growing ever more noticeable. Finally the hot assault stopped and the buck's eyes opened, to see the very familiar wolfish grin above him.\n\n\"Still standing our ground are we? This is why you tickle my fancy... let me tickle yours.\"\n\n\nA large, flat forepaw was slowly raised high in the air, hanging over the buck, moving ponderously over him. As he watched it began to descend, digits balling into a fist, all except one which remained extended. From the creamy finger protruded a single black claw, long, wide and blunt, at least from the smaller male's viewpoint. It eventually reached his chest, pressing into it and slowly being drawn down. The ever increasing pressure left a wide groove in his stomachfur as the dark point moved ever southward, snaking sideways as it slipped between his legs, curling around a swollen sheath and tucking beneath the pair of heavy nuts just below with an audacity that made the buck squeak. Drawing back slightly the dull claw slid against the base of his shaft, dragging up its solid pink length, pushing the hard member back into his crotchfur before reaching the tip and darting quickly away, allowing his squirrelhood to stand to attention once more, tingling from the contact. Once more the wolfess played with him, the claw dipping and diving and brushing against his exposed member, flicking it down or to the side in rapid brushes and strokes, each making him gasp and tense both with the intense contact and strange feel of something so pointed and firm flickering over his length. It wasn't long before he felt another wetness as the first burst of pre was forced from him, smeared over his shaft by the ebony claw. Seeing this the bitch paused yet again, pulling back and delicately licking her claw with the tip of her tongue, tasting him and grinning triumphantly.\n\n\"Mmmnnn... a snack? Why not, I'm [i]famished.[/i] So very considerate of you.\"\n\n\nThis time the predator opened her jaws widely, almost as if yawning, thin strings of drool between her teeth as the encompassing maw moved slowly down, lower jaw tucking neatly beneath the squirrel. The long, slick tongue lapped wetly at his sides, slowly sliding over him as the wolf's mouth began to close. Still panting heavily after what had just happened the buck wasn't fast enough to even attempt an escape; the two rows of ivory teeth came together with a quiet series of clicks as tooth met tooth, the zig-zag points fitting together like a zip. The buck tensed and closed his eyes, awaiting an end that was not to come... yet. Despite the suddenness there was no pressure in the bite. He could feel the largest and longest teeth of the huntress pressing firmly into his chest; her jaws having closed about halfway up it. His forepaws were free, but the rest of him was trapped; both legs and his tail stuck out from the wide, pointed muzzle, held in place by fangs above and below. He was being held in the wolf's mouth, tight enough to not be able to wiggle free, yet not quite firmly enough to cause pain.\n\nStanding up the white wolf lifted him effortlessly out of the snow and into the air. To stop from bending backwards he was forced to grip the sides of her muzzle with his free paws, holding on tightly, her nose pressed into his chest and exhaling hot breaths into his fur. In that position he was eye-to-eye with his captor, a mischievous sparkle in her gaze as she set to work 'devouring' him. Clamped down on his stomach and crotch his shaft was now jabbing and rubbing against the ridged roof of her mouth, each bump and contour brushing and pressing against his sensitive skin each time the canine swallowed, her tongue shifting position beneath him and pushing him upwards. With her lips sealed around him she began to suck on her portable meal, drool quickly coating and soaking his fur, even leaking out around her mouth, getting him even more wet. The utterly surrounding warmth that wrapped his body seemed impossibly hot to the buck after having sat in the snow. It almost burned him as the long, wet tongue moved about; brushing over him and stroking against his cock. He found himself shutting his eyes and moaning lewdly, unable to fight the intense sensations of pleasure as he was avidly milked, being pushed closer to climax. In such a position, and already so close, it wasn't long at all before he felt a building pressure, his nuts dropping in the heat and filling with seed, ready to unleash their load. Not long after the squirrel cried out as loudly as his small lungs could muster, grasping his partner's whiskers in both paws and pulling himself toward her, as if trying to press in deeper into her hungry throat.\n\nWith that he climaxed, the first burst of sticky seed jetting forth and splattering against the roof of the canine's mouth. Feverishly his hips tried to buck and thrust, but he was pinned tightly by the powerful jaws, held in place, spread-eagled as an eager tongue lolled forth, slurping over his shaft, forcing forth a second burst of hot jizz. Further licks drew out more, the bitch setting the pace, holding him immobile as she pleasured him, lapping again and again, each time rewarded with a burst of salty protein. As the orgasm went on the hot fluid coated the entire inside of the huntress' mouth, being spread and savored, even soaking the buck's fur with his mess. Finally the wolf's efforts had no more gain, the buck's load was spent. Sensing this her pace slowed, enjoying his flavor, swallowing occasionally as her meal was slowly cleared from her mouth. Exhausted the squirrel released his grip, flopping limply back and dangling from the closed jaws like a fresh kill. Snorting the wolfess slowly relieved the pressure, her maw opening and allowing the leaden buck to slip from her grasp, landing on the snowy ground with a wet slap. Still thin strings of drool and jizz linked the two, dripping from the jagged teeth and stretching down. Finally with one last, clearing lick the huntress licked her lips, gathering up and swallowing the last traces of the male.\n\n\"My my you [i]are[/i] a lot of fun. I really will regret swallowing you someday.\"\n\n\nThe squirrel lay where he had fallen, staring up at the gray sky and the lighter form that still loomed over him. With his mind fogged by afterglow, the original panic of the encounter having been drained with his balls, he couldn't help but feel a vague sense of accomplishment for at the very least surviving so long. The lingering remains of his indignation pushed him to make a reply.\n\n\"...hope I choke you.\"\n\n\"Really? So defiant still? I must say your... candor impresses me. If only you were as useful as you are fun, then perhaps I wouldn't need those featherbrains back there. Very well, how about another deal; one more round. If you're sufficiently talented then I promise not to devour you unless you do something very stupid. Sound fair?\"\n\n\"...nnf... fine. Try it.\"\n\n\"Oh [i]good[/i]. This [i]will[/i] be fun!\"\n\n\nStill only half paying attention the buck was entirely unsure as to what he had just agreed to. He got a better idea when the canine turned her back on him, her tail raised high, and began to squat down. He could see a swollen and needy sex beneath a tight pucker, both descending to meet him where he lay. The recent ruckus had evidently excited his partner a great deal; she was copiously wet, her slit slick and glistening. As he watched a thin streak of fluid leaked out and dripped, sinking into his already messy chestfur and bringing with it the amazingly potent scent of female need. He was tired and unsure about his role in the upcoming proceedings but the sheer power of the musky scent reawakened his body, his hindbrain lighting up at the prospect of a doe yet unbred. He found himself remaining hard, cock jutting skyward as if eager to meet the dropping love tunnel. He could see his partner looking over her shoulder at him, keeping a careful eye on his situation, smirking with her usual self-assured grin.\n\nThe lowering rump slowly filled more of his vision with soft white fur as it closed the inches between them. As he watched the soft folds of the canine pussy got closer and closer until they kissed the very tip of his dick, pressing against it and giving slightly as the sensation of burning, welcoming heat enwrapped the end of his member, sinking down it as more and more of him was pushed into the wet opening without any resistance whatsoever. Seconds later the hot lips pressed against his crotch, spreading his legs and pushing him once more down into the snow. The wet, slick heat moved over his sheath and nuts, the nudging sex expansive enough to cover his lower chest. The wolf held that position for a minute or so, putting pressure on the pinned buck, holding him down, unable to thrust, letting him feel the soft grip that entrapped him.\n\nFinally she moved once more, wriggling her butt side-to-side and spreading her slit wider. The motions began to push the squirrel inwards as he felt the clinging heat moving over him, encapsulating his form. He was pretty certain it would be at least a little difficult for his partner to take him entirely, but he wasn't certain. There was definite resistance as first one foot, then another slipped inside the expansive opening, sinking into a seemingly bottomless embrace. He could feel her contracting and relaxing around him, muscles clenching and loosening as she began to pant and moan. He was certainly having an effect and, seeing an opportunity to make his mark, began to fight against the pressing hotness, his legs kicking and pushing. He could feel his entire lower half sinking into the needy bitch now, his tail curling up behind him, and still free. He didn't know just how far things would go however, he knew his partner wasn't near her limits yet.\n\n\"H-hey watch it! Stop!\"\n\n\"Make me brushtail!\"\n\n\nGritting his teeth the squirrel grasped pawfuls of coarse white fur, holding tightly and trying to tug himself free. He was now more than half in and running out of things to grip. Fortunately at about that point the predator stood, once again lifting him off the ground. A tuft of fur brushed over his nose as the tail above him wagged happily. Despite the lack of pressure he was still held fast, the clenching tunnel holding him surprisingly tightly, ripples of contraction pattering over him, as if trying to draw him deeper. He was relieved to note that he wasn't sinking in any further, but he was now completely soaked from tip to tail with the wolf's fluids. He couldn't just scent her desire now, he could [i]taste[/i] it, it was like an all-encompassing and palpable force. Despite the difference in species it sang a universal song, one that spoke to his buckish instincts. Even in such an unusual situation his maleness could not be ignored and he found his body moving on its own accord. His hips bucked and pressed, jabbing his rock hard shaft into the tight and powerful embrace, feeling every slick and movement of the predator's body as her inner walls caressed and moved over him. It took longer than last time, but slowly the pair moved closer to peaking. The squirrel would feel himself getting hotter in time with his partner, sticky and wet with juices that ran through his fur and dripped to the icy ground below. He knew well he wouldn't be able to lose her scent for days afterwards, a thought that was somehow arousing. As the climax grew near the pace of both increased, growing more urgent. The buck could feel himself being pressed and squeezed, like a full body massage as his partner panted and moaned, enjoying the feel of him squirming and moving inside her in a way that she had never experienced before. Finally she fell forward, rump stuck high in the air, emitting a deep growl that was half moan, half howl as the pleasure spiked.\n\nThe first the buck knew of it was a sudden burst of warmth, a hot pressure that shot past him, leaking from the stretched pussy around him. He might even have slipped free if it hadn't been accompanied by a clench so firm that it squeezed the air from his lungs. The clamping heat wrapped around his entire body, constricting and squeezing it, an almost crushing pressure. In response to the sudden heat and friction his own overstimulated member began to flex and spasm, twitching several times before cum burst from the tip. Once again his partner set the pace, her body tensing and relaxing in sharp bursts as she came, each one rubbing and brushing against the squirrel, encouraging him to lose yet another burst of seed inside the quivering slit. He didn't know how much he had left to give, not after the first round, and the slick liquid that soaked him made it impossible to tell, but it seemed as if he was emptying every last remaining drop of his essence inside her, drawing on reserves he didn't know he even had. His vision blurred and his mind sank in an ocean of pink mist as each burst ran into the next, the heat and pressure and sensations running together until he was floating in a void of pleasure, the outside world far away. He may have been awake, he may have slipped into sleep, he wasn't sure and couldn't know. Slowly things faded to black as the incredible experience subsided.\n\n\n* * *\n\nIt must have been some time later when he came to, either awakening or simply becoming more coherent. He was vaguely aware of movement, a gentle rocking sensation, left and right at a brisk pace. He was also aware of a gentle grip and being far warmer than he ever remembered being the last few months. For a while he lay there immobile, tired and content. When he did try to move he found himself gently restrained, gripped all over, tucked into something. Slowly his memory returned and he opened his eyes. Below him was an endless expanse of white, marred by large pawprint and passing by at speed. Above him was the coarse fluff of the base of a large, white tail. He recalled exactly where he was located, mostly, but not entirely entrapped. He made to protest.\n\n\"Hey... HEY! Can I get out now?\"\n\n\nThe rocking stopped as the white wolf heard his squeaking, curling her body around until her nose was almost tucked beneath her tail. She smiled, not entirely inhospitably, and lapped at her nether regions, the large tongue brushing over the held buck.\n\n\"Hmm? No, not until I say so. I'm heading home, when we're there... [i]then[/i] you can try to get out. But... try to hard and you're going right back [i]in,[/i] so I suggest you take this time to think very carefully about what you intend to do.\"\n\n\nWith that she resumed her brisk strides, moving over the snowy landscape with deceptive speed, heading towards the rocky outcrop ahead. The squirrel sighed, wondering where to begin thinking about his 'escape'. He really should have kept quiet earlier, that was his problem, he had a big mouth.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Small Buck, Big Mouth


The wind howled across the hills, the sound long and low like the ghost of a wolf. One could easily have mistaken it for such, as across those same hills stalked a near-invisible form; a white wolf, huddled close to the ground, her ivory coat blending in seamlessly with her surroundings. Despite subterfuge this she wasn't hunting; she merely enjoyed the practice. She had fed that very morning, before the wind had picked up, when the sky was clear and sunny. Now as the clouds rolled overhead and the cold began to bite in earnest, she returned to the jagged peaks in the distance that marked the place she now called home.

It had been, if not a particularly great day, then a good one. She had had a successful hunt, which took some doing given the idiotic creatures whose company she now had to endure. Her brother's pack had fled on his untimely death, forcing her to seek new ways to survive. Currently she 'led' a disorganized collection of rather dopey eagles home she was continually surprised to see still alive given there absolutely pathetic hunting skills. Still, they provided a warm, dry place to roost and what could laughably be called 'company'. And if things ever got bad enough, she could always eat them. They probably wouldn't notice anyway.

She was still quite some distance from her destination when she picked up an interesting scent in the snow. Though not particularly hungry she was always up for a little fun and would never say no to dessert. The trace was weak, but she followed it to a line of small pawprints in the fresh powder, nearly hidden by the soft flakes drifting down out of the sky. They had to be fresh to be so diminutive yet still visible. She had a definite suspicion of exactly what had caused them, confirmed as she followed the trail to the base of a dead tree, nestled amongst some low boulders about ten minute's walk from her den. There, leaning against the cracking bark of the dry trunk was a small brown squirrel, cursing under his breath. This close there was no mistaking the faint scent; it was her own. This was a creature she'd met before, just a few days ago in fact. She padded closer, paws delicately sinking into the white ground, muffling her approach.

The squirrel in question was very hungry, very cold and very annoyed. He blew on his paws and rubbed them together, trying to get some feeling back into them. He was a long way from any proper shelter and had to spend the night in the actual snow having dug a makeshift burrow into it when it became apparent that it would be his only option. He'd woken up under an additional foot of the white stuff, which was a considerable amount for someone so short, and had to dig his way free, nearly freezing his tail off in the process. He cursed under his breath, wondering exactly what he was going to do next. The world was a bleached expanse, boundless in all directions; it had been a trek to get where he was and would be no easier to get anywhere else. It was while consumed with this thought, (and also the possibilities of breakfast.) that a large, white muzzle, blended almost perfectly with the snow, crept up on him.

When he idly turned he was snout-to-snout with it, not an inch away. The wolf had been cunning and even held her breath as she approached, so he would hear nothing. As he stood in shock, his brain dissecting the sadly familiar sight, the muzzle split into a grin that had all the warmth and humor of a cracking glacier. Rows of sharp, alabaster teeth shone even in the subdued cloudy light, as jagged as broken glass and twice as dangerous. As the squirrel backed hesitantly away the wolf released her baited breath in a single, deadpan syllable.

"Boo!"


The force of the exhalation itself was near enough to knock the buck over; combined with his rising terror and confusion he found himself in a backwards somersault, tripping over his own tail as the huntress looked on with unconcealed amusement. Picking himself out of the snow the squirrel was horrified to recognize the wolf he'd tangled with twice before, coming off worse by far both times. He held no small measure of malice towards the canine and would have had some very harsh words for her if she hadn't been several times his size. As it was he was forced to bite his tongue and stare back with a mixture of anger and trepidation.

"Well hello there. If it isn't my new favorite toy! I didn't expect to bump into you so soon, but then again you do have the worst luck, don't you?"


Advancing on him once more the wolf inched forward, her head lowering and close what little space remained between the two. Soon it filled his entire vision; he could see the grain of the fur on her muzzle, spot his reflection in her cool eyes. She pinned him with a stare that was full of power, smugness and control. Eventually she wasn't even an inch away; they were separated by a hair's breadth, the soft, wet tip of her nose almost touching his own. When she spoke next each word brushed her warm breath over his fur and drowned out even the howling of the wind.

"I must admit though, you do hold your ground, I've met guys ten times your size who've turned tail and fled at the first sight of me. Just how stern is that resolve of yours hmmn? How about this, if you run, I'll let you."


The smaller male propped himself up in the snow as the wolfess taunted him. He had been cold but a rising heat of umbrage kept him from shivering. He would not be mocked in such a fashion. If she was waiting for him to run off then she would be disappointed. It was a foolish, headstrong thing to think, but he had never been the most sensible of squirrels. Seeing he wasn't going anywhere the white wolf continued her advance, as slow and cold as a glacier down a mountain valley. After a few seconds the cold nosetip pushed against his chest, flexing slightly as the canine took several long, deep breaths through it, sampling his scent and mussing his chestfur. Still onwards she pressed, the pressure slowly growing until he could feel the cold and damp soaking through his fur. He was, inch by inch, pushed back and into the soft powder around him, his tail flattened against his back as it was pressed down beneath him. Finally he stopped moving as the packed snow below grew rigid.

There was a smirk, the merest curl of a lip, as the wolfess exposed a single long tooth, pleased with the turn events were taking. With it her muzzle began to open, ever so slowly. The tip of a large pink tongue protruded and extended, curling down over her bottom lip and brushing wetly against his lower stomach. Gradually the pointed snout moved up, dragging the rough wet slip behind it, rubbing the buck's stomachfur the wrong way and leaving a broad, wet strip behind, soaked with wolf saliva. It stroked all of the way up his chest before tucking under his chin and pushing his entire face upwards. The end of the long lick flicked off of the tip of his muzzle with a suddenness that made the smaller male flinch, leaving him half stunned, lying in the depression in the snow. He was just in time to see the wolf back off slightly, tongue still lolling, curling over the black tip of her nose to warm it slightly in the chill air. For a moment she stood back, looking over him, seeing what he would do. He lay there, feeling the wet heat of her mouth quickly fading into the nipping cold of the snowy air There was a deep chuckle as the huntress noticed his condition.

"Oh dear... you're not cold are you? It can be such a terribly biting cold this time of year. If only there was something I could do..."


With a suddenness that almost made him cry out, the canid head dove back down in a smooth, sweeping motion. This time her tongue was already extended by the time she made contact. The flat of her tongue hit the squirrel straight on his chest this time with a quiet *slap*. It pressed against him, soft and clingy, curling slightly like a living blanket. The force of the lick shifted the buck's entire body, pulling him along with the rough tongue as it pressed firmly against him. A second later his entire muzzle was pressed into it as it lapped briskly upwards and off of the top of his head. The entire ordeal left him staring up wide eyed and unfocused, unsure of what was taking place. He had little time to consider as, not a heartbeat later the predator repeated the maneuver, a second vigorous lick brushing across his shivering form.

The process repeated, again and again at a rapid, but steady pace. Toying with him the bitch didn't allow her movements to be predicted, holding back or surging forward randomly, keeping her plaything on his toes. The force and spread of the laps pressed the buck back further, leaving him spread and gasping in the cool drifts, his fur soaked through and standing in wet spikes all over his chest. He was forced simply to close his eyes and lay back, unable to fight the insistent pressure pushing onto him. Bit by bit the warmth of each pass won out over the cold air, heating the rodent's entire body from the outside in. This and the rough stimulation had an inevitable effect as the brushing caresses increasingly stimulated the tip of a sensitive member. Stroke after stroke the squirrel could feel a sharp, tingling pleasure, able to measure his arousal by the intensity of it, growing ever more noticeable. Finally the hot assault stopped and the buck's eyes opened, to see the very familiar wolfish grin above him.

"Still standing our ground are we? This is why you tickle my fancy... let me tickle yours."


A large, flat forepaw was slowly raised high in the air, hanging over the buck, moving ponderously over him. As he watched it began to descend, digits balling into a fist, all except one which remained extended. From the creamy finger protruded a single black claw, long, wide and blunt, at least from the smaller male's viewpoint. It eventually reached his chest, pressing into it and slowly being drawn down. The ever increasing pressure left a wide groove in his stomachfur as the dark point moved ever southward, snaking sideways as it slipped between his legs, curling around a swollen sheath and tucking beneath the pair of heavy nuts just below with an audacity that made the buck squeak. Drawing back slightly the dull claw slid against the base of his shaft, dragging up its solid pink length, pushing the hard member back into his crotchfur before reaching the tip and darting quickly away, allowing his squirrelhood to stand to attention once more, tingling from the contact. Once more the wolfess played with him, the claw dipping and diving and brushing against his exposed member, flicking it down or to the side in rapid brushes and strokes, each making him gasp and tense both with the intense contact and strange feel of something so pointed and firm flickering over his length. It wasn't long before he felt another wetness as the first burst of pre was forced from him, smeared over his shaft by the ebony claw. Seeing this the bitch paused yet again, pulling back and delicately licking her claw with the tip of her tongue, tasting him and grinning triumphantly.

"Mmmnnn... a snack? Why not, I'm famished. So very considerate of you."


This time the predator opened her jaws widely, almost as if yawning, thin strings of drool between her teeth as the encompassing maw moved slowly down, lower jaw tucking neatly beneath the squirrel. The long, slick tongue lapped wetly at his sides, slowly sliding over him as the wolf's mouth began to close. Still panting heavily after what had just happened the buck wasn't fast enough to even attempt an escape; the two rows of ivory teeth came together with a quiet series of clicks as tooth met tooth, the zig-zag points fitting together like a zip. The buck tensed and closed his eyes, awaiting an end that was not to come... yet. Despite the suddenness there was no pressure in the bite. He could feel the largest and longest teeth of the huntress pressing firmly into his chest; her jaws having closed about halfway up it. His forepaws were free, but the rest of him was trapped; both legs and his tail stuck out from the wide, pointed muzzle, held in place by fangs above and below. He was being held in the wolf's mouth, tight enough to not be able to wiggle free, yet not quite firmly enough to cause pain.

Standing up the white wolf lifted him effortlessly out of the snow and into the air. To stop from bending backwards he was forced to grip the sides of her muzzle with his free paws, holding on tightly, her nose pressed into his chest and exhaling hot breaths into his fur. In that position he was eye-to-eye with his captor, a mischievous sparkle in her gaze as she set to work 'devouring' him. Clamped down on his stomach and crotch his shaft was now jabbing and rubbing against the ridged roof of her mouth, each bump and contour brushing and pressing against his sensitive skin each time the canine swallowed, her tongue shifting position beneath him and pushing him upwards. With her lips sealed around him she began to suck on her portable meal, drool quickly coating and soaking his fur, even leaking out around her mouth, getting him even more wet. The utterly surrounding warmth that wrapped his body seemed impossibly hot to the buck after having sat in the snow. It almost burned him as the long, wet tongue moved about; brushing over him and stroking against his cock. He found himself shutting his eyes and moaning lewdly, unable to fight the intense sensations of pleasure as he was avidly milked, being pushed closer to climax. In such a position, and already so close, it wasn't long at all before he felt a building pressure, his nuts dropping in the heat and filling with seed, ready to unleash their load. Not long after the squirrel cried out as loudly as his small lungs could muster, grasping his partner's whiskers in both paws and pulling himself toward her, as if trying to press in deeper into her hungry throat.

With that he climaxed, the first burst of sticky seed jetting forth and splattering against the roof of the canine's mouth. Feverishly his hips tried to buck and thrust, but he was pinned tightly by the powerful jaws, held in place, spread-eagled as an eager tongue lolled forth, slurping over his shaft, forcing forth a second burst of hot jizz. Further licks drew out more, the bitch setting the pace, holding him immobile as she pleasured him, lapping again and again, each time rewarded with a burst of salty protein. As the orgasm went on the hot fluid coated the entire inside of the huntress' mouth, being spread and savored, even soaking the buck's fur with his mess. Finally the wolf's efforts had no more gain, the buck's load was spent. Sensing this her pace slowed, enjoying his flavor, swallowing occasionally as her meal was slowly cleared from her mouth. Exhausted the squirrel released his grip, flopping limply back and dangling from the closed jaws like a fresh kill. Snorting the wolfess slowly relieved the pressure, her maw opening and allowing the leaden buck to slip from her grasp, landing on the snowy ground with a wet slap. Still thin strings of drool and jizz linked the two, dripping from the jagged teeth and stretching down. Finally with one last, clearing lick the huntress licked her lips, gathering up and swallowing the last traces of the male.

"My my you are a lot of fun. I really will regret swallowing you someday."


The squirrel lay where he had fallen, staring up at the gray sky and the lighter form that still loomed over him. With his mind fogged by afterglow, the original panic of the encounter having been drained with his balls, he couldn't help but feel a vague sense of accomplishment for at the very least surviving so long. The lingering remains of his indignation pushed him to make a reply.

"...hope I choke you."

"Really? So defiant still? I must say your... candor impresses me. If only you were as useful as you are fun, then perhaps I wouldn't need those featherbrains back there. Very well, how about another deal; one more round. If you're sufficiently talented then I promise not to devour you unless you do something very stupid. Sound fair?"

"...nnf... fine. Try it."

"Oh good. This will be fun!"


Still only half paying attention the buck was entirely unsure as to what he had just agreed to. He got a better idea when the canine turned her back on him, her tail raised high, and began to squat down. He could see a swollen and needy sex beneath a tight pucker, both descending to meet him where he lay. The recent ruckus had evidently excited his partner a great deal; she was copiously wet, her slit slick and glistening. As he watched a thin streak of fluid leaked out and dripped, sinking into his already messy chestfur and bringing with it the amazingly potent scent of female need. He was tired and unsure about his role in the upcoming proceedings but the sheer power of the musky scent reawakened his body, his hindbrain lighting up at the prospect of a doe yet unbred. He found himself remaining hard, cock jutting skyward as if eager to meet the dropping love tunnel. He could see his partner looking over her shoulder at him, keeping a careful eye on his situation, smirking with her usual self-assured grin.

The lowering rump slowly filled more of his vision with soft white fur as it closed the inches between them. As he watched the soft folds of the canine pussy got closer and closer until they kissed the very tip of his dick, pressing against it and giving slightly as the sensation of burning, welcoming heat enwrapped the end of his member, sinking down it as more and more of him was pushed into the wet opening without any resistance whatsoever. Seconds later the hot lips pressed against his crotch, spreading his legs and pushing him once more down into the snow. The wet, slick heat moved over his sheath and nuts, the nudging sex expansive enough to cover his lower chest. The wolf held that position for a minute or so, putting pressure on the pinned buck, holding him down, unable to thrust, letting him feel the soft grip that entrapped him.

Finally she moved once more, wriggling her butt side-to-side and spreading her slit wider. The motions began to push the squirrel inwards as he felt the clinging heat moving over him, encapsulating his form. He was pretty certain it would be at least a little difficult for his partner to take him entirely, but he wasn't certain. There was definite resistance as first one foot, then another slipped inside the expansive opening, sinking into a seemingly bottomless embrace. He could feel her contracting and relaxing around him, muscles clenching and loosening as she began to pant and moan. He was certainly having an effect and, seeing an opportunity to make his mark, began to fight against the pressing hotness, his legs kicking and pushing. He could feel his entire lower half sinking into the needy bitch now, his tail curling up behind him, and still free. He didn't know just how far things would go however, he knew his partner wasn't near her limits yet.

"H-hey watch it! Stop!"

"Make me brushtail!"


Gritting his teeth the squirrel grasped pawfuls of coarse white fur, holding tightly and trying to tug himself free. He was now more than half in and running out of things to grip. Fortunately at about that point the predator stood, once again lifting him off the ground. A tuft of fur brushed over his nose as the tail above him wagged happily. Despite the lack of pressure he was still held fast, the clenching tunnel holding him surprisingly tightly, ripples of contraction pattering over him, as if trying to draw him deeper. He was relieved to note that he wasn't sinking in any further, but he was now completely soaked from tip to tail with the wolf's fluids. He couldn't just scent her desire now, he could taste it, it was like an all-encompassing and palpable force. Despite the difference in species it sang a universal song, one that spoke to his buckish instincts. Even in such an unusual situation his maleness could not be ignored and he found his body moving on its own accord. His hips bucked and pressed, jabbing his rock hard shaft into the tight and powerful embrace, feeling every slick and movement of the predator's body as her inner walls caressed and moved over him. It took longer than last time, but slowly the pair moved closer to peaking. The squirrel would feel himself getting hotter in time with his partner, sticky and wet with juices that ran through his fur and dripped to the icy ground below. He knew well he wouldn't be able to lose her scent for days afterwards, a thought that was somehow arousing. As the climax grew near the pace of both increased, growing more urgent. The buck could feel himself being pressed and squeezed, like a full body massage as his partner panted and moaned, enjoying the feel of him squirming and moving inside her in a way that she had never experienced before. Finally she fell forward, rump stuck high in the air, emitting a deep growl that was half moan, half howl as the pleasure spiked.

The first the buck knew of it was a sudden burst of warmth, a hot pressure that shot past him, leaking from the stretched pussy around him. He might even have slipped free if it hadn't been accompanied by a clench so firm that it squeezed the air from his lungs. The clamping heat wrapped around his entire body, constricting and squeezing it, an almost crushing pressure. In response to the sudden heat and friction his own overstimulated member began to flex and spasm, twitching several times before cum burst from the tip. Once again his partner set the pace, her body tensing and relaxing in sharp bursts as she came, each one rubbing and brushing against the squirrel, encouraging him to lose yet another burst of seed inside the quivering slit. He didn't know how much he had left to give, not after the first round, and the slick liquid that soaked him made it impossible to tell, but it seemed as if he was emptying every last remaining drop of his essence inside her, drawing on reserves he didn't know he even had. His vision blurred and his mind sank in an ocean of pink mist as each burst ran into the next, the heat and pressure and sensations running together until he was floating in a void of pleasure, the outside world far away. He may have been awake, he may have slipped into sleep, he wasn't sure and couldn't know. Slowly things faded to black as the incredible experience subsided.


* * *

It must have been some time later when he came to, either awakening or simply becoming more coherent. He was vaguely aware of movement, a gentle rocking sensation, left and right at a brisk pace. He was also aware of a gentle grip and being far warmer than he ever remembered being the last few months. For a while he lay there immobile, tired and content. When he did try to move he found himself gently restrained, gripped all over, tucked into something. Slowly his memory returned and he opened his eyes. Below him was an endless expanse of white, marred by large pawprint and passing by at speed. Above him was the coarse fluff of the base of a large, white tail. He recalled exactly where he was located, mostly, but not entirely entrapped. He made to protest.

"Hey... HEY! Can I get out now?"


The rocking stopped as the white wolf heard his squeaking, curling her body around until her nose was almost tucked beneath her tail. She smiled, not entirely inhospitably, and lapped at her nether regions, the large tongue brushing over the held buck.

"Hmm? No, not until I say so. I'm heading home, when we're there... then you can try to get out. But... try to hard and you're going right back in, so I suggest you take this time to think very carefully about what you intend to do."


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