I wake up with a start, sitting up halfway before groaning, pain moving through my mind. My mouth feels unbelievably dry, bringing me out of the bed sluggishly, doing better than my first attempt. The bedroom door is my first challenge, one that takes a moment to overcome. Each stumbling footstep is slow progress towards to bathroom, which I finally get to, pushing the door open without care. With a small groan I splash my face, drying it off before looking at myself in the wall mirror.
	"Hey there, big guy." I mumble to myself, looking down at my chubby belly, giving it a pat before my work name-tag catches my eye. 'Jake' is written in bold letters, reminding me I have to go into work on Monday, not helping my current mood. After waking up a little more, I move down to the ground floor and into the kitchen, doing myself some toast and coffee.
	With a yawn I look over at my fishing gear on my sofa, which I was smart enough to pack last night. I get through the small breakfast and feel the coffee wake me faster, getting me through as I put my shirt and kilt on. With a rub of my eye, I pick up my gear and head out the house, yawning again when I get to my car. A neighbour sees me and waves at me.
	"Hey there Jake, getting out early?" He asks.
	"Yeah, early bird and all." I respond with a slightly short term, remembering the border dispute from a month.
	"Hey, the Johnsons are having a pool party this afternoon, you're invited to come."
	"I don't know, I've kinda got my day covered." I hold up my gear.
	"They'll have beer, they really want you to come."
	Admittedly, this gets to me.
	"Ok, ok, I'll make sure to come," I say as I pack my stuff in the back, entering the front with a grunt. "I'm coming alright."
	I pull out of the driveway and set off on the road, taking a series of roads that take me down to a somewhat nearby river. Once I get my stuff set up, I look around, finding it unbelievably quiet. No one is on either side of the river, or even walking through the forest behind me. The silence is unbearably creepy to me, putting me on edge as I sling my line into the water.
	"Where the fuck is everyone?" I mumble to myself.
	I try to get it out of my mind and focus on the line, waiting for my first bite of the day. A few false starts get me even more on edge, not letting me get my mind off the less than favourable day. But with a start, I feel something tug on the line, feeling like it has some weight to it. I grab the rod and begin reeling it in, the resistance is instant and I compensate for it. Whatever I do to try and get the fish, it seems to counter it effectively, keeping me on my edge, slowly but surely, I slowly get ground on it.
	Once I feel the time is right, I manage to yank on the rod and pull up a oddly shaped object, looking like it's made out of stone. I reel it close enough to bring the thing off the rod, getting a better look at it. With a slightly sceptical look on my face, I find it's a damaged looking amulet. Made of gold and encrusted with river matter, rather than stone. Half of the chain is gone, but the main part is still intact. As I wonder how much I can get for it, I hear a low growl coming from behind me. A flash of green moves over the amulet's face before I turn around, finding a large, gray wolf stalking up to me from the forest, another green flash going over his eyes.
	I freeze, unable to move. Fight, flight... or freeze. It had to be the last one. Thoughts run through my mind as it draws closer to me, coming face to face with me. I notice a red rod between the wolf's hind legs, realising it's the canine's shalt. A pointed tip, a bulging mid-section, and a half formed knot makes up an almost rocket like cock. Deep, hot breath rolling over my face is the next thing I notice, grimacing before I find my feet and I run like hell. The wolf catches up with me before I can get far, pinning me down with its chest against my back. My kilt hicks up and I feel his back paw claw at my backside. This makes me freeze up again, his sharp claws ripping through my boxers and pull them off.
	"Get off me! Fuck! Get off-!" I shout out, being cut off at the feeling of something warm, dripping, and throbbing press against my now bare arse.
	The tip of the wolf's dick presses against my hole and he thrusts into me, filling my virgin hole with canine cock. I scream out as he brutally rapes me, his thick length spreading me more than I thought possible. His thrusts are short, wild, and fast, spearing me on his red rocket. A growl comes from the feral animal and I look back, seeing a dominant fire in his eyes. Without warning, his maw comes down onto my neck and bites me, digging into my skin enough to draw a little blood. Another scream escapes my mouth, pain searing from my neck.
	"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! pl-please..." I whimper under him, feeling his already large knot press against my hole.
	My hole becomes wet from the wolf's pre-cum pouring out, lubricating my insides as time passes. Warm fur presses against my back, paws wrapped around my mid-section, jaws clamped on my neck. Everything coming together to being bred by a dirty bloody wolf. As my pained screams fall quiet, moans take their place, my prostate is rammed every time the wolf thrusts into me. My cock begins to grow erect against my will, throbbing under me as I'm fucked wildly. The scent of wolf fills my nose; deep, musky, and completely feral, making me unable to think of anything other than him.
	"I... I fe-feel..." I begin to say, gripping the ground beneath me.
	The wolf pulls away from my neck while his thrusts grow harder, rougher, his knot grinding against my hole. I can't tell if it's my imagination or not, but it feels like his cock is getting bigger inside me, his knot growing even further. With every hard piston into me, I feel my ass slowly spread further, taking more and more of the wolf's knot into my body. As his knot pushes further into me, more of my unwillingness goes out the window, being replaced by a submissive need to be fucked.
	A hot, wet, slobbery tongue runs over my neck, making me turn to the canine's maw. His knot enters me when I take the warm tongue into my mouth, whimpers escaping both of us as he begins cumming into my bowels. It feels like he's released a hose in me, filling my body with warmth and instinctive love. His fluffy balls pulling up slightly with every stream of vertile seed, almost matching his strong heartbeat.
	"Mmm, nnng!" I moan around his tongue, feeling it dig into my mouth and explore the back of my throat. After a blissful eternity of us kissing, the wolf's ears perk up and he looks away, like he's listening for something. This leaves me needy under him, cock throbbing with the one inside my ass, begging for me to jerk myself off. "Wha-? What is it?"
	The wolf obviously doesn't respond outside of a slight growl, moving off of my back. He tries to pull his knot out of my ass, making me feel his large bulge pull on my insides, moaning and groaning with each tug. A deep, loud, powerful rawr comes from the direction the wolf was looking towards, making the wolf whimper and attempt to flee, clawing at the floor. He pulls me back slightly before his knot finally pulls out, and his sticky cum gushes out. With a loud scream, pain runs through my ass, as I'm finally empty, missing the fulness the wolf had given me.
	Said wolf runs away with a whimper, heading back into the forest, leaving me on all fours, stinking of sex and wolf cum. I manage to look up as loud paw pads thump onto the ground, coming face to face with a large bear, the same green glint flashing over his eyes. I don't get time to question where it came from, or how it didn't make a sound. All I could do is gulp, and give a small smile. I look under his bulking body, finding what I had hoped for. His pink shaft is erect under him, the head is slightly flared with a heavy pair of balls under his cock. He doesn't try to dominate me, just kinda standing there, almost expectingly.
	"Oh boy... when did you last cum boy?" I ask softly with a chuckle.
	He gives a small rumble in response.
	I smirk and give his nose a kiss, moving onto my back and lifting my legs, presenting my hole to the bear. He runs a paw onto my kilt and tug on it with his claws, ripping it away easily. Gulping softly, I look up at him as he moves over me, feeling his heavy weight press against my belly, making me feel small in comparison. His cock presses between my ass cheeks and I spread them, making it easier for him. My legs and arms wrap around as much of his mid-section as I can, my heart beating loudly in my chest.
	His tip pushes into me, harder than the wolf's tipped head, but more pleasurable than it. Filling the first few inches into my body. After a couple seconds, I let out a longing sigh, actively wanting more of his cock inside my ass. The bear takes longer, more purposeful thrusts into me, having more weight behind them. They're not quite as rough, but are just as good.
	I bury my face into his chest, moaning out loudly. The warmth and scent of his fur takes me by surprise, the smells of the forest is mixed with his musk, entering my nose and lungs before flowing out with a sigh. A booming rumble comes down from his throat every time he growls. This takes the already deep, booming sounds of a guan bear and making it enters move through my body further.
	"Mmm... fuck me big guy, that's a good bear..." I moan, letting my words get drawn out and muffled in his fur, not caring if he heard me.
	The bear grunts a reply, probably just in response to the sound of my voice, more than anything.
	I pull my face from his chest and act like he had properly responded. "Yeah, you're a big guy, you're my big bear."
	A small, almost whispering part of me is still trying to get me out of this situation, to flee from my fluffy fuck buddy. But I bottle that down and grip my cock between our large bellies, leaving one hand around his body as I jerk myself off. My hole feels wet with the wolf cum and bear pre mix, droplets coating the crack of my ass, leaving my skin sticky and slightly goopy. The liquid becomes a little more thick with every thrust into me, the bear's thrusts become shorter, more powerful. Perhaps a sign he's getting close?
	I wish I knew bears better, so I knew what too look out for. If I didn't have a big cock down my ass, I could ask a number of questions about what to expect. But I gotta stay in the moment, if I am right, this isn't going to last much longer. My grip tightens around my length, the feeling of his heavy balls slap against my ass making me blush deeply. The thought of how much cum he has locked in them turning me on further. Being enhanced at thinking it's all for me.
	"Cum in me, pl-please... I need it!" I shout out, feeling my own orgasm begin to bubble.
	The bear rawrs out and gives me a last, hard thrust, his large muzzle pulling back into the air. His rawrs become louder and deeper, as his cock throbs and spreads inside my bowels. More cum floods into my hole and I gasp, feeling like a small fire hose is rammed up my hole and is turned up to high. Hot, thick, vertile seed fills my hole, getting deep into me before it gets backed up, spurting back out around his length. This feels fantastic, the mixture of sounds, throbbing cock, and the amount of cum in me... absolutely amazing!
	I jerk myself off as more and more seed enters me, attempting to catch up enough to cum with him. But as I get close, the bear pulls out, spurting the last of his essence over my ass. With a groan, I let my cock go and pant in frustration, looking at the bear with slight annoyance. Who taught him to fuck? Then I remember... bear...
	'Did I just consider him a person?' I question myself, shaking my head slightly at the idea.
	The bear pads away as I gather myself slightly, still feeling a little jaded, moving onto all fours as my cock calms down a little. Paw pads start bounding closer to me from behind, and before I can react, a large weight is pushed onto my back. A cock is pushed up my well fucked hole and I gasp, looking up to see a large wolf, ramming his cock into me. It feels like he's already close, and after what feels like a few seconds, I'm proven right. He knots me easily and fills my hole with another shot of cum, mixing his seed with the bear's and previous wolf.
	"Fuck... can't a guy bloody cum?" I half moan, being dismounted as my cock throbs on the edge of pleasure.
	As the wolf moves away I realise more wolves surround me, all male and larger than a normal wolf.  One of them, a smaller, black furred one, comes to me and it sniffs my inner thighs, taking in my scent. He nuzzles me and seems to bask at being between my legs. This wolf seems more submissive than the others, maybe he's one of the lower ranking members? Either way, I think I know what he wants.
	With a grunt, I move over his body and press my tip against his lips, gently probing to test the waters. He opens his maw and takes my length, his hot, wet, dog like tongue wraps around me. A shiver runs through my spine as I thrust into his mouth, putting my hands onto his head. My belly shifts slightly as I fuck his face, feeling a churning deep inside me.
	"Oh fuck... good boy, you're gonna make me cun..." I moan out, my thrusts growing shorter and more primal. "You're... making... me... cum!"
	And that's what I do, my balls squirting my seed into his hot maw before I pull out and give him a pearly facial. White streaks coat his black fur, painting him in my seed. Moans spill from my lips, mixing with the wolf's whimpers as I release his head. The wolf licks what he can, but leaves what he can't get to. Maybe he doesn't mind having some cum on his face? He moves away and a few of the others give him sniffs before cleaning him up. Two other wolves move over to me, one coming to my back, and the other to my front.
	The one behind me mounts me and begins thrusting into my ass, easily entering me after the multiple previous matings that came before. In front of me, the wolf lifts his tail and pads backwards, moving his butt right against my face. For a moment I almost want to pull away, but an accidental sniff shows that he's clean. Or at at least as clean as a feral wolf can get, some musk is always gonna be there, which admittedly, isn't always a bad thing. I don't mind it so much as I give another tentative sniff, almost tasting his deep, feral scent.
	Sniffs are quickly replaced with licks against his hole. My mind wheels at the thought of rimming a feral wolf, being stuck between a red rocket and a hot wolf ass. The wolf above me comes and helps me with rimming the second wolf's butt. Our tongues running over his puckered ass, over each other, everything. Wolf slobber appearantly is a great lubricant, and an even greater motivator. So here I stay, wolf cock taking me from the back, and wolf ass taking the front. My eyes looking over to the amulet, which is laying next to me. The green tinge fades, making my eyes go wide. Presuming it's horniness affects of the animals will stop. But nothing changes, the wolf's surround us, the one above me still humps my ass, and we both rim the hell out of the one in front of us.
	"This... is fucking wild!" I shout into the hot ass against my face, giving into the pack and being marked by each one of them. Once one's done, another takes his place, the one in front of me is the only one that says where he is. Which I'm glad about, I go fron grabbing and squeezing his muscled cheeks to hugging his waist. My tongue digging deep into his ass, almost like I'm worshipping his whole backside. Finding a new, deep, powerful admiration for a the local wildlife.