Wrecking Crew
MMMM/f N/C Rape anal vaginal oral blood snuff
-Bear Puma Wolf Ferret bear

She whimpered as she felt the semen  gush into her in a steady series of surges. 
She had a fairly good idea of what to expect after her sodomisation by the ferret who sat off to the side still looking quite out of it despite the fact that his long slender erection was still stiff and dripping with the remains of the load he'd forced into her colon.

The Puma ramming his spewing cock in her bleeding cunt  in rapid thrusts just grinned wider and pulled the stubby length of his cruelly barbed cock out of her savagely, making her let loose a small scream as she felt herself tear even more as the needle sharp protuberances shredded her, till mere minutes ago, virgin passage. "Yeah ya little twat... hurts don't it? Gonna be a lot fuckin' worse when Butch has his turn though... his cranks huge... almost thee time as long as mine... twice as thick...s'why he always goes last...gotta loosen you up enough so that he can squeeze it alla way up in your nasty cunt. "

The small bruin girl looked over at the lumbering brute that stared at her with disturbingly hungry eyes as the feline rammed his cock back in and finished filling her womb with his seed. The massive erection that jutted up from the bears groin made her feel sick. It was nearly as long as her arm and easily as thick. The feline paused, his stiffness buried deep in her, letting his cock soak in the now slimy heat of her passage. It was just as the feline had described it: massive, too large for most fully grown females much less some one of her size 'Oh, God.' She thought, 'He's really going to... to...fuck me with it.' Like the ferret had done with her ass and then the cat had her delicate vagina. She squeezed her eyes shut and tears leaked from them and ran down her cheeks matting the fur down even more than it already was. "P-please." she whimpered, "Please... He'll kill me if he puts...that in me... I don't wanna die... I... I'm just twelve... I didn't do anything wrong... p-pleeease..." her voice cracked as she broke down sobbing.

The slender mountain lion just laughed and held her hips down with both hands and began to torture her with his spined kittenmaker, shortcocking her, almost, but never quite pulling it out of her twat before ramming his hips hard against her so that the tapered tip of his fat five incher ground as deeply as he could force it into her. "Yeah, yeah... keep begging..." he growled as her ground his balls against her ass, "Just makes me hot to hurt you even more you little cunt..." There was a shuffling of bare paws behind the cat and then an annoyed "Beau... Move it. Got yer nut...yer just playin'. 'M Gonna fuck her...NOW..." 

The bears voice was a low, feral rumble. There was no humor in it, just unvarnished need. With a lewd grin and one last savage punch of his hips the cat chuckled and then ripped his cock out and scrambled out of the way quickly. He knew better than to argue or try and put off the bruin once he'd spoken. The last guy that had, a lion that was new to the gang, simply laughing off the bears demand that he was going to 'Fuck now' and got the entire foot and a half hilted in him in one hard, dry stroke.  The bitch he'd been banging lived, but the lion hadn't. He'd eventually bled to death, whining, begging to be taken to a hospital even before the bear had blasted his wad up the lion's ruptured ass and had then, while still hilted in him had reached down and *pinched* off the wildly screaming feline's balls and long slender kittenmaker and left them lodged bloodily in his victims quim . 

Beau stripped the blood and semen off his cock with one work calloused hand he hissed down at her "Just... shut the fuck up... or not... I don't give a shit... Butch is gonna fuck you... and if you're lucky you'll die... otherwise you'll end up pregnant ... and *that* ain't pretty... I seen one hole that survived it...kid killed her when they had to cut it out of her." 

The bear looked down at the utterly limp young bear, a mix of puma and Ferret semen dripping down her thighs onto the table that she lay limp on as he lumbered over, his hand reaching down grip the swaying maleness that jutted up like a third limb before peeling back the rank, loose sheath that held his post.  His wife was on the rag and he hadn't gotten laid in more than a week. It was going to be brutal. The girl was probably going to die. He knew that even before he'd seen her being dragged out of the back of the van by their 'fetcher', the fourth member of The Crew...the wolf that slowly stalked up to the other side of the table in expectation of what was coming...  the fact that she was a bear had nailed the coffin shut... Butch, the Boss, was always especially savage when breeding one of his own.

As the bear stepped forward, the terror that held the small girl still broke suddenly and she desperately scrambled to try and get away from the huge golden bear that lumbered towards her but only succeeded in rolling over onto her back in a vain attempt to get off the table before she felt a paw the size of her head smash down into the center of her flat chest. 

A guttural, 'Hold her." roiled up from the big bruins chest and the Wolf, who had been waiting next to the desk of the small abandoned warehouse's office eagerly jumped up to take her by the arms and pull her forward just a bit so that her cooze was lined up with the edge of the table. He'd been eagerly waiting, prepared for this since the male tiger cub he'd been stalking got spooked and he'd found her instead. He'd stripped down and watched the ferret take the cub's ass with his long, pencil thin cock with hungry eyes and then the puma as he'd done his thing with that viciously barbed dink of his,  but his biggest thrill was always watching Butch ruin a pretty one, and this one was as cute as a button, almost as pretty as the nine or so year old boy had been.

The spent feline grabbed one leg and pulled it roughly to the side while the ferret, who had been sitting in one corner stroking his seemingly always hard cock snagged the other leg as it kicked in the air and muttered a lewd, 'Make a wish.' as he grinned over at his crew-mate.

'I wish you'd shut th' fuck up and hold her still. Baby's gonna be tight.' Then, without another word, Butch reached down and took his cock in hand once again and aimed the fat, filthy tip at the bruised, swollen labial lips and ground his hips forward. The fat tulip shaped tip spread the opening wider than any of the others had before, and resisted it's entry till the bear growled, "Too small... gonna have to break her to get it in..." He licked his lips and leaned over, planting his palms on the table while keeping the head of his cock lined up with the narrow bleeding passage and looked at the two males standing next to him, "Count of three... One... Two....*THREE*. 

On the last word muttered by the bear the Puma and the ferret hauled back hard, almost seeming to try to pull the small bear's legs off as Butch heaved forward. The preteen's flesh could only take so much abuse and with a lewd, wet pop the tip and the first half of the bruins maleness rammed into her. She tried to scream, but only a hollow hissing escaped her throat as she felt the bear go, in one savage thrust, far deeper then the cruel mountain lion had been when hilted in her. The broad tip of his glans was just resting in the pool of pumaspunk soaking her cervix when he growled a guttural, "Again." and bucked twice while the two pulled hard enough to make ligaments pop and the joints threaten to pull loose. More than a foot of seemingly steel cored cock was buried in her. The length twitching hard enough to almost lift her clenched buttocks off the table as he rested and let the ruined, mangled flesh spasm around his almost unnatural girth. 

A drop of musky lupine spunk dripped from the very aroused wolf's thickly veined length  as he watched the action from his perfect vantage point from opposite the growling bear. "You get it in Butch? Huh? Didja? Didja?" he almost gibbered in his excitement as he let his balls cover the writhing cubs nose as he moved to pin her shoulders his knees, her arms trapped between his legs so that all she could do was clench her fists uselessly. 

The bear grunted and nodded his head, "Yup... got the head of it up in her playpen...s'nice... but I want deeper... balls on her ass... Fold her..." The ferret chuckled evilly and lifted her leg up so that her knee was pressed up tightly against her chest and made sure that the bear had it pinned before he let go so that the cat could do the same. "Oh, yeah..." the bear rumbled as he looked down at the cub pinned under him, her mouth open in a look of pain and utter despair. "You think it hurts now cunt? Wait'll it flares up in you. You'll know what hurting is then... " he grinned lewdly at her and then looked up at the panting wolf. "Gag her... I don't want her screaming too loud when I hilt up in her." He then stood a bit more upright, making his cock slip out a couple of inches, the slow oozing of puma cum surging into a small stream as he did so so that it plopped audibly onto the filthly rubbish covered floor of the dimly lit room. 

The wolf snapped his jaws once and moved back a bit so that his raging erection was just at her lips before he reached down and took her by the jaw and squeezed hard, the pressure of his rough hand forcing her muzzle open so that he could slip the tapered tip of his cock past her lips. "I feel teeth and I'll fucking snap your neck... you hear me?" he growled and slowly fed her a couple of inches before looking up at the bear who had his hand down, spreading her crimson oozing lips apart with two grimy fingers "Ready, Butch... just say when..." 

The bear widened his stance and leaned back over, placing his face just inches from her face so that he could see the look of disgust and fear on it before he growled, "Go for it... make her choke but don't make her pass out... not yet...I want her to feel me cum in her first." 

The wolf chuckled as he felt the bruins breath on the exposed length of his cock and he ground forward a bit, forcing his almost purple/red cock in till the knot near it's base ground against her teeth, the tip sliding down her throat, blocking her from screaming, throwing up, or...even breathing. Then the bear let his weight settle down on his victim, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into her till the bulbous head slid deep enough in her to force itself past the curve of her cervix and further, eventually begin to press against the back wall of her womb before is oily nuts rested on her ass.
His face was twisted with the effort involved in forcing his obscenely over sized maleness into her unready, and unwilling womb, but the jolts of pleasure that ran up his spine like sheet lightning more than made up for the pain of her muscled cramping around his thick length.

The female cub pinned to the table couldn't breath, couldn't move, couldn't do anything but arch her back till it popped as she struggled to do something, anything to escape the agony washing through her. Her face was twisted in a rictus of pain that throbbed through her like the ticking of a watch in time with the hammering heartbeat that forced the hardness ripping her open to surge as blood was forced into it. Her eyes were open, but dull, not seeing the look of animalistic lust carved into the face of the wolf holding her arms as her throat milked his cock, nor did her ears hear the satisfied groan of pleasure when, with one last savage, unrestrained thrust of his hips the bear ravaging her womb finally forced the last two inches of his meat into her so that his swollen, twitching testes rested against the blood dripping passage between her numb legs.

"Yeah..." grunted the bear gutturally, "Little cunt managed to take it all without popping...for now..." Without letting even an inch of his cock slip free of it's taut encasement he swiveled his hips, literally churning her guts with his rigid length, forcing the already overstretched walls of muscle to either stretch just a bit more or give way completely so that the passage containing him would loosen itís hold enough so that it didn't feel like it was going to be pinched off at the root. He looked up at the wolf choking the female and grunted, "Gonna pick her up... pull out... I'll let you have her face in a minute, O.K?" 

The hound nodded eagerly and pulled back so that the tapered tip of his shaft was just at the back of her throat so that he could feel her desperate intake of air  gurgle into her lungs before pulling his cock out, purposefully scraping the wet spit covered length across her teeth so that it burned, the pain making him harder than ever, "You got it, Butch... Anything you say." 

As the cub coughed, trying to catch her breath the bigger bear took her by the hips, knees still pinned to her chest and lifter her as easily as he would have a sack of potatoes, holding her against his crotch before stepping back from the table.  The female began to struggle then, small whimpering cries escaping in irregular bursts from his mouth as she felt her own weight holding her in place on the post tearing at her ruined insides.

The massive bruin's smegma oozing sheath ground wetly against the smaller bear's pushed in labial lips with a soft squelch as he held himself in her, waiting only a few moments before bucking his hips, bouncing her almost halfway off his shaft before gravity hammered her back down on it forcefully. There was no gentleness, no effort to ease the calculated brutality and savage roughness of the move and a breathless squeek of agony slipped  from her lips as she bit down, on her tongue in her agony at the unexpected assault. She felt something in her give way deep in her with a flash of white hot pain on the first bounce and on the next her pubis slammed in no hindrance of any kind against the bears.

"Thaaat's it... she's broke in good now..." His lips were curled in a snarl of cruel lust as he continued to hold her in mid air, fucking her steadily, the feel of his balls being smashed again and again between his thighs and her ass making him almost dizzy with a sick mix of lust and pain. "Freakin' custom job.. made for me... gonna be useless after this... won't no one wanna touch that cooch now...except maybe a Clydesdale... and even then it's gonna feel like a loose sock... sweet pussy... fuckin' sweet...."
After a couple of minutes of hammering into her this way the bear's back began to feel the strain of the position, and before he became uncomfortable he dropped her back onto the table, making her head bounce on the dusty top of the desk a couple of times. 

He let go of her hips and lifted one leg so that he could roll her over onto her belly, her vagina twisting with a new surging of pain at the novel movement before righting itself. "Close... real close... gonna nut up in her real quick."  he glanced over at the puma and the ferret who were once again hard and stroking themselves as they watched with gleaming eyes as the bear raped the tiny bruin fem and then over at the stiff legged wolf who was already spurting out his load in this steady arcs of spunk that splattered across the floor before him unhindered. "Damn, Fleabag... You already goin'?" He pulled the bear over to the edge of the table so that her head hung limply over the side, her jaw slack, drool running down over his chin as her open, sightless eyes watered. "Why don't you fill her belly while I spunk up in her twat... that's always fun... yeah?" 

The wolf's tail wagged behind him, he'd hoped that his boss would say something along those lines. he always liked sharing with the bear... something about knowing that he was knot deep in the same piece of flesh while the bear was getting off gave him a thrill. He reached down and took the cub by her hair, pulling her face up level with his dong. He didn't bother to threaten her. She was gone. He knew the signs. Her mind had finally had enough of the torture and had gone somewhere far, far away. It probably wouldn't ever come back again, not that he cared. He was having a good time and that was all that mattered to him at this point, that and the fact that he was sharing this with the bear who commanded his loyalty totally and utterly. 

Once he had his maleness in her mouth he reached down with his the hand now holding her hair so that it was at her throat. He shoved his hips forward and shuddered as he felt his cock slip down her throat, the hard length stretching her gullet wide enough so that he could feel it. Her breath was, once again, cut off, but she didn't struggle in the least, she just hung there, pinned between both males as they began to move in time with one another in her unresisting flesh. The bear kept up a steady stream of talk, telling her just how perfect she was, her cunt milking his cock like a pro, that he was going to put a baby up in her belly in just a few moments, that she was utter and complete filth and that no self respecting male would ever want her after she had given up her virginity like this.

 The wolf remained quiet, his ears laid back against his skull as he muzzlefucked her with rough thrusts of his hips, grinding his knot again her lips constantly so that they caught on her teeth and began to bleed as well. As the bear's vicious words began to falter and become even more irrational, his hips moving jerkily as he felt himself getting closer and closer to filling his promises to  fill her womb to overflowing the wolf growled in a breathless mutter, "Can I tie with her Butch or do you want her alive?" 

The bear grunted an slammed his hips forward as the tulip shaped head of his cock suddenly bloomed, trapping his length in her as effectively as any stallion's flare, of canine knot would and he roared out, "Do it... choke her... choke her...." The wolf didn't take another stroke out but instead forced his hips forward, the hand at her throat moving so that he could press his thumb against the joint of her jaw to casually pop it out of place so that his fist sized knot slid past her teeth, lodging the now solidly spurting tip of his cock down her throat. "Got her, Butch... got her *good*." The bear snorted, barely hearing his partner in crime as the feel of her womb keeping the tip of his maleness from pulling free pushed him opver the edge and his balls pulled up tight and began to discharge their unclean contents into her body. 

The wolf chuckled and reached down and began to pet the cub's head, "Lucky little whore... Butch likes you... can you feel it? Hmmm? Can you feel him cumming in your cunt, my sweet?"
The bear's body, began to struggle faintly, her limbs twitching as her brain burned off the last of the oxygen in her lungs and her head twisted from side to side to try and dislodge the obstruction in her throat. "Oh... yeah... thats it, Little bear... " groaned the wolf at her futile efforts "Make me feel good... gonna be tied up in your mouth for a good five minute if you keep that  up...Oh... yeaaahhhh."

Butch let a satisfied rumble roll through him as his cock forced the last wad of semen through his tightly gripped cock and he let his head fall forward, his foul breath washing across the glassy-eye cubs face as her vision dimmed and became grey. He chuckled evilly as he realized that his flare wasn't going to go down. The flesh that he was lodged in was simply too tight for the blood to leavee\ it. He planted his paws on her hips and began to drag his hips back, the ravaged flesh not giving way at first to the unsubtle pressure till with a wet, meaty rending of flesh it popped out and slapped up against his belly. A vivid outline of its obscene dimensions remaining in the pale blond fur for the cub's blood.

He looked down at his handiwork, the veritable river of blood, cum, and the occasional gobbet of flesh ran out of her onto the table and then the floor.
Once the bear had finished wiping the gelid mixture of blood and semen off of himself with the tattered remains of the frilly blue sun dress that the unconscious bearcub had been wearing when the wolf had snatched her he slipped into his jeans, pulled on his dirty t-shirt, and grabbed his hardhat and gloves.
"All right! Elbows and assholes. Lunch break's over you sorry bunch of Shitheads! We need to get back to the construction site." a lewd chuckle slipped from his grinning muzzle, "That new jail ain't gonna build itself you know." 

With a couple of cackling laughs and half hearted protests the motley crew of assorted miscreants cleaned up, tucked away well drained, limp members and generally readied themselves to go back and get some work done now that they'd finished with their monthly 'bonding' session.
"Fleabag." growled the Foreman to the wolf who had just managed to pry his knot free from the barely alive lump of quivering flesh. "Take care of this...mess...and come by the job when you're done. I wanna talk to you."