“I’m not the part I once ws pieces of wolves scattered to the forgoten not scared of the white forest I am here do not forget do not forget i’m not a lyer. The forest pups devil is telling a broken trust forget about the student run away run away run away run away run away broken broken away brkn rn brrnrbrnrbrn 

	Bye”

	-A crumpled, butchered note found on the back table in a restaurant. 

	‘How long have I been running now? When did I even get here? Everything's just a blended mess of blurred visions and faint reminders. ‘Where do I go now? Another cave? A tucked away hole in the ground...? It hurts. I’m so tired…’ He looked down at my hands. Caked in dirt and grime. His own skin was almost buried under it, barely able to see anything except hints of himself through the dried cracks. The sight disgusted him. Being dirty felt sickening. Disgusting.

	Looking around, he noticed a small puddle of semi-clear water sitting in a shallow formation in the rocky ground. A small bit of joy came over him as he dug his hands in, rubbing as much of the mud and dirt off as he could. Scratching away as flicked and broke apart onto the ground. It felt good. Refreshing and almost reinvigorating.

	‘God this feels like paradise…’ 

	It took a moment for him to realize just how bad the situation really is. A small puddle of water was all it took to make him smile again. ‘It shouldn’t be like this. Should it? Why…?’

	He pulled his hands out of the water and looked at them. Hoping for… Something. A memory. A flash of light that will save him. A comforting voice to guide him to safety. He wasn’t sure. 

	He looked up at the fading sun as it began to sink into the horizon again. He asked himself: How many times has he seen this sight? How many mornings has he watched the sun greet and teased him? Fading away and leaving him alone again monsters? Waking up again with new wounds and scars? His closest “friend”. It taunted him with its warm embrace and in the blink of eye, left him with bitter cold shoulder, leaving him to fend for myself until it chooses to come back.

	He tried screaming at it, cursing for it to come back. Over and over. But my voice just failed to come out. Nothing. Not even a whimper. In the jumbled memories he could form, he remembered the days and nights pain hit him. Silent screams and cries that couldn’t come out. He touched his throat with his finger, feeling the ethereal voice inside begging and crying to come out. 

	‘Please…’

	 Just then he heard the loud cries of my tormentors close by. Besides the small mountain he found, there are rows upon rows of mountains that littered the horizon along with pointed green trees that covered the land from treetop to treetop. The deep snarls and chilling wind scent shivers down his spine as sunlight died down with remnants of orange coloring the dark skyline. The cries grew louder. Harsher. Creatures excited to go out for another night.

	He gave in. He turned to the the direction the wails were coming from...

	‘Please… End this nightmare…’ One foot forward. Then another. One more.

	He shambled towards the sounds that haunted me day and night. He walked forward with only the idea that this could lead me to freedom. Even if they were monsters, would it really be any worse than now? 

	The wretched and sorry excuse of clothing clinging to him had barely kept him warm anymore, especially against the cold. Tears, holes and soaked in more grime than a person should be comfortable with even thinking about. The wind blew hard against my face, telling him to follow its lead; lead him away from where he wanted to go. 

	‘I’m cold. I’m alone. Why would you try to stop me, huh? What do I have to lose?!’ He spat at the wind, mouthing the words as the intensity grew. ‘Even if they kill me, it’s better than this!!’ Without a second though I charged through the gales, fighting the force with whatever power was left in me. Muscles ached, wounds felt like they opened up but that didn’t matter to him. If they could free him from this, then the pain now is just a mild inconvenience.

	Each step felt like another muscle being torn apart. Every breath was more pain. The tired wandering human walked deeper and deeper through the forest brush. He could hear the growls growing louder, scaring away any other creature why egging him forward to meet his makers. In the encroaching darkness, he could see a source of light. His eyes widened in excitement and he picked up the pace, ignoring the pain and listening the the rhythm of his own heartbeat. 

	Tearing through the last bush and branch in his way, he made it to a sizable clearing. 

	The sight in front of him chilled his coursing blood to the core. 

	Wolves. That’s the only way to describe them. Some on all fours or lying down on the ground. Others standing, sitting posturing-movements that only a human should be able to do. They all looked at him with otherworldly eyes, sparking with a hint of intelligence. An assortment of colors decorated their ranks: gold, black, ash gray, deep brown and white to name a few. Through  the collection of fur, he could see thick brawny muscles and the flash of thick white claws. A biting fear reminded him of how much they’d hurt. The mysterious bites, bruises he’d wake up to see on a day his mind could collect the memories for once.

	The human stepped forward. The wolves didn’t react. Not a threatening growl, a warning glare or even any movement on their end. Another step. Nothing from them. Again and again, he kept walking until he was right by the provided fire many of them surrounded. He dropped to his knees and laid on the ground not unlike the many around him. The heat felt comforting. Relaxing, as if massaging and pushing the pain away. 

	‘Do as you please…’ Was all he could think off as the fresh comfort eased his tired body.

	The wolves around finally moved. The one of the upright ones were the first to approach him while the rest around took steps away, leaving a majority of the area to the two of them. He looked up, seeing the huge shadowy figure before him. Grayish colored fur lined the entirety of his body. It reached down and grabbed him by the neck, lifting him with ease that would frighten most men. He looked into his eyes and saw everything. Defeat, despair and a desire for rest. The wolf flashed his teeth in a cruel smile. He pulled him close and dragged his tongue over his cheek, coating the defeated human in warm and quickly cooling saliva. 

	“It looks like I’ve claimed another one.” 

‘It… Spoke?’ The voice wasn’t human. A deep awkward growl reverberated with every word. He placed the human on his two feet, watching him catch himself from falling over.

“Scared? Confused?” He asked me with entitled smugness. “I’ll admit, it was fun watching you play with my pups. Running day and night.sleeping in caves like a cornered rabbit.” From behind the two of them, the human heard laughter and barking mixed together. “SHUT UP!” He snarled to the pack. They went silent without question. 
“I had to teach these damn mongrels the same lesson. They all broke so fast. One day. No more than a week. But you…” He brought his face close enough to hit him in the face with every puff of air. “You’ve taken the better part of a damn year.”

The nameless humans heart dropped. 

“Yes, yes!!” The wolf creature grabbed him by the cheeks on his face. “Almost a whole year! Do you know how hard it was holding myself back? Not claiming you as I had to break you down?!” His voice deepened, becoming harder to understand. “I’ve forbidden myself from doing anything with the rest of these brats JUST so I could give you everything I’ve been holding on to! You’re a rare fruit… Yes…” His tone softened and his eyes focused on the creature in front of him.  “So rare and strong. Something I’m damn lucky to have found… Only one more thing brings me more satisfaction than breaking you in and it's been a long time coming.”

He pushed the mute human down to the ground back first. The werewolf crawled upward, ripping apart the remnants of clothing and exposing him to the fire. Claw marks, bite marks etched most of brown skin. Long slow licks covered every mark it could find going upward. Something in the back of his mind told him to fight back. Go against what was happening and not sit back. But he was tired. Physically, mentally and psychologically. If the pain would end, he’d accept anything this monster was planning on doing to him.

“You taste delicious…” His fangs scratched and tickled his skin, careful not to graze the already tender wounds to hard. “Blood. Dirt. Sweat: Filth.” Solid gold eyes stared back up to dull brown eyes. “I want you so bad… Caliem.”

“Ahhhhhh!!” Caliem grabbed his head in pan while the mysterious beast continued licking away at his body, ignoring the cries of pain. 

“I held you down during the night and you’d shiver if I licked you here…” He kissed his side. “And here.” He trailed to his belly button. “And especially here…” He nipped at the defenseless flesh  of his nipple.

“Ahhhhaahhhhh…” Caliem’s voice strained with broken calls.

“You looked so cute. Learning your patterns, asking you out on dates. Then taking you away after one special night…” He stopped. “You had to tease me for almost a whole year. Strength. Cunning. After I had sure you’d forgotten who you were. I never thought I’d find one like you but I’m fucking lucky…” He crawled up, staring down the pained human with hunger. In a flash, he bite down on his neck, burying his teeth deep enough to taste blood. Some fight returned to the Caliem as he furiously fought back against the attack. Punching, kicking, scratching-just trying to pry the fangs out of him. He slowly came to a halt as his predator pulled back, a string of spit and blood on his mouth connecting them. “There.”

He watched Caliem twisted and turned, his hands on his neck as a burning pain surged from the neck bite to the rest of his body. His head throbbed, he felt sick and his mind raced with too many thoughts all at once.

	“The night I got you to bed with me, you had no idea. A drink here, potions there… I played with your body, manipulated you mind. Does it ring in bells?” He chuckled. His taunts went unheard as the human continued crawling on the ground, pain and ache pulsating through his body. The pulsations grew stronger and faster as his own heart felt still. Then he heard it. Hard, sickening crunches of bone. He wailed and clawed at the ground, blood and sweat dripping down his body. “Aww… And you acted like you had no fight left earlier. One bite from me and you’re suddenly alive. And now, you’re trying to fight the pain. Go on, let it all take over and accept your place by my side.” He laughed. The surrounding feral and bipedal wolves all howled, harmonizing as the transformation went on. 

	‘Fight… Fight… FIght it…’

	Whatever resistance-whatever humanity-lingered inside of him cried out in the back of his mind. Subtle and quiet, like a voice among a sea of screams. His bones snapped and grew, muscles thickened and reshaped. Sense changing in ways that a normal human wouldn’t or shouldn’t be able to handle. Through it all, he turned to the one who caused it all. He crawled towards him, dragging himself with tough bone claws poking out of his fingers. With what power he could control, he finally spoke the first words he could force out of his malformed vocals.

	“WhwEorw… ArrRraRr…”  He looked down at the newest edition to his pack.

	“Who am I? My name is Henrick… You’re new mate.” 

	Caliem’s eyes widened. He remembered everything. He was a student studying abroad. He met  Henrick, a massive but kind man, as he wandered around the foreign town. Show’ed him around. Months of attention turned to romance. And one night everything seemed to perfect until things were becoming more intimate. Everything after became a void of memories. 

	Caliem let out a horrific howl that echoed through the empty forest as the last bit of who he was, the voice of his humanity, faded away. He went limp while the transformation completed. Thick burgundy fur covered most of his body with the exception of strange white spots littering it. Lean, strong muscles, an intimidating maw and a new size comparable to the many other wolves around.

“Welcome to my pack.”Henrick greeted his new mate, crawling on top and licking his maw before forcing his mouth onto his. Caliem accepted and pushed against the thick tongue pushing his around. “You’re more beautiful then I could have imagined…” He nipped his neck before burying his nose into the scruff of fur on his neck, breathing in the new scent like a drug addict. He traveled down, lapping away, sniffing or biting his prize. Every action was greeted with a moan, yip or yelp of submission. 

	“Ahh… AhHhh…”

	“I know what you want.” He growled. A deep hunger in his eyes. He stood up, showing off what Caliem wanted. A thick and bloated blood red cock. Veins lined the shaft like decorations, jumping and throbbing along with his heartbeat and spewing a constant stream of heavy cream. Just below it, the knot was far larger than packed heavy ballsack below it. 

“Fetch.” Caliem crawled forward, feeling the new weight of his new breasts bouncing against his movements. His eyes lit up as he buried his snout into his crotch, breathing in the powerful stench. The free bits of cum that seeped out dripped onto his face.

	“Good girl. But no time for that. Bend over bitch.” No arguments, no hesitation. She had turned around, bending down to display the new wet, rosy red cunt lips and a knotted cock similar to Henrick’s in all but scale. Henrick lined himself up and plunged into her, crushing her with his weight as she dropped to the ground, howling out as her body relished in the painful love. He held her down and pumped with fast powerful strokes with his knot pounding against her lips with hard wet smack. Nipples crushed under the cold ground and his hot breath and body on her back and insides. 

	‘Must.. Breed. Wants…’

	The pack could only watch as their alpha pounded his new mate harder than any of them remember him doing to them. The whole time they were forced to hunt, none of them could be rewarded with a quart of seed of their own. None of them were given the title of alpha female but if his enthusiasm was anything to go by, the title is obviously going straight to her. While most of them played and toyed with themselves, others became a little more intimate and enjoy the show while having their own fun.

	“You know how many nights I dreamt of this?” He whispered into her ear as she slowed down, grinding against her slow and hard. “I’ve had to wait and wait and wait and wait and WAIT.”He pulled her upward, roughly grabbing her chest from behind, squeezing them as hard as he could. “Just so I could have this moment.” He pushed harder, spreading her tingling pussy open ever so slightly. “I’m going to savor it… And when I’m empty, I’m going to fuck you again,” He bit down on her neck. “and again,” He muffled as the taste of blood whipped him further into a sex crazed frenzy. “and again.” 

	Caliem howled, mentally obeying his orders and desires over and over as she kept cumming every few minutes. The ground became coated with a layer of slime while some flowed her fuckers balls. She twitched and gagged as every breath was becoming harder to catch. He stopped biting and nuzzled himself into the crook of her next.

	“You want’em now don’t you? All the cum I can give you and turn you into my little breeding farm? Packed so full you’ll never not be knocked up. Ain’t that right you? ” Henrick whispered his deviant thoughts into her ear.

	‘AhhaAH! AhAAhahAHA!’ She babbled out, trying to answer back with nods and noises her throat couldn’t fully vocalise.

	“Good girl…! Here. It… Is!” She felt the hardest push yet, pushing his knot in side as it expanded, locking in place. She choked on any sounds coming out her mouth as a hot flood of seed came down her canal. Strained. Absorbed in the act. Unable to fully express her excitement. Her body locked up, tingling and twitching with the through of bearing children ran through her mind as Caliem’s humanity fading deeper into darkness. “Drink it up… Drink it all up…” He huffed into her ear, feeling her insides tug and squeeze him as she continued spasseming. Still cumming and his knot fully inside, he kept going pounding, forcefully pulling out enough of his knot to keep his gift inside her and still using his mass to play with her. 

She turned her head to catch his eyes. Passionate, bright, diamond yellow eyes glared down with a menacing intent. The heavy scent of sex filled the hot air of the fire and the surrounding cold air. The atmosphere reeked of depravity, wanton desires and degradation and only became stronger as the night continued. Caliem gasped at the feeling of a strong clawed hand touched her belly.

“Mmmmhhh…” He moaned into her ear, sending a chill down her spine. “Fuck, that was needed. Months… That’s months of seed I’ve been saving up to spill in you. Soon enough you’ll be popping out some suitable brats. Everyone else here hasn’t been worth it. Can fuck’em all day and night and they won’t get pregnant unless I want’em to. But you’ve got everything I wanted. And I take what I want.” Caliem looked at him with a pair of big honey brown eyes full of the same hunger in Henrick’s. “Good. You’re picking up on my desires well. But I still see it. That little shred of resistance still hanging around in the back of your mind, trying to hide away from me.”

Henrick looked her right in the eyes and pulled his whole cock out, electing a scream from his mate. She gasped in fear as she felt hot streams of cum run down her haunches and splattering the ground below. She feel to the ground, covering her crotch, eagerly trying to salvage any she could. 

‘NO! Please, get back inside! Back inside me!!’

“You were a strong one. You lasted for so long.” He said as he watched her lick up the spare cum left on the ground. “But if you’re gonna be my mate, I need to wipe away that human part of you. I want the survivor who persisted, not the weak human shell holding it. That pure instinct of survival. And I intend to do that…” He grabbed his semi-limp cock and eased onto his knees, lining himself up once again. He pushed her hand off to the side and pushed right back in. The pack watched Hentick’s face turn into a wicked smile as he shoved her down to the ground, pounding her just as hard as he did before, if not harder. 

She spaced out, half moaning and futily licking the cum she could find off the ground and trying to gather the traces on her legs. Her mate wouldn’t even give her the chance as he rutted her hard and fast. She whimpered at the thought of the cum being forcibly spilt out of her, hoping the first batch inside can stay deep enough right where it was. Or travel further in and do their jobs. The tingle in the bottom of her stomach plus his assault wouldn’t let her think of anything else. But beyond that she wished that he’d fill her back up with the new batch brewing in his balls. Every time they slapped her bottom, she was reassured that another is coming. 

‘Please… Gentle…’ She quietly asked.

Henrick grabbed her by the tail and gave it a rough squeeze, earning a lively howl from his bitch. 

“You’re not a student from some college anymore. You’re not a random person. You are not truly human anymore. You’re simply mine.” Those words were the last she heard as another rapid fire blast of thick cum filled her up and his fat knot making way back to where it belonged. Henrick then maneuvered himself so he was facing away from her, ass to ass with his knot firmly inside her abused hole. “You’re a bitch. And I’ll breed you like a bitch for the rest of your life.” The next thing she felt was his knot thickening, stretching her to the limit as an obscene amount of sperm continued flowing out of his shaft and into her guts. She wailed and screamed as the never ending river of white batter kept going. Everything inside her felt too full, pushing past its limits of containment. The sloshing she could feel and subtly hear through their huffs and shutters only left one thought in her mind.

‘I’m gonna be a mommy…’

	“Yes officer, that’s what I found.” A pretty, young waitress in uniform said to the police officer.

	“Hmm. Can’t say it rightly makes any sense. Seems like a bunch of babbling. Can’t really make hide of tail of what its suppose to mean.” The boy in blue said, looking over the paper. “Can you tell me anything about the patrons who were over there today in that booth?”

	“Its my area so only three. A tall biker guys with a rose tattoo on his hand, a bunch of highschool girls and one couple.”

“What kind of couple where they? Can you give me any details?” He asked while inspecting the table the note was found on. 

“Well a man and woman for sure. The man was really, really tall. Like six or seven feet! But looked so friendly like a big happy bear. Light brown hair and eyes. Bit his hair was REALLY light, almost golden! I talked to him a couple of times and his wife. She was the sweetest thing! Absolutely adorable even pregnant. And She said she’s having their fifth kid! Can you believe that?!”

“Ma’am, we’re getting off track here. Did you see any of the people you mentioned do anything suspicious?”

“O-oh, sorry officer. No, they weren’t doing anything out of the ordinary from what I could tell. But I hope this is just a prank gone too far…” She watched the officer start to head out.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be keeping our eyes out for any suspicious behavior. We’ll look into whatever this is and make sure everythings okay. Oh!” He turned to playfully whisper in her direction. “Mind keeping this secret? Don’t need to stir up a panic when we don’t know what's going on. Thanks hun!” With that he waved her off and left the restaurant. Free from view and in his car, he looked at the note, a deep sigh escaping his mouth. He pulled out a book from his front compartment and opened it, revealing pages of saved notes in the same broken, frantic writing. 

	“God damn brother of mine… I’ma have to have a word of several with him later.” He snarled, glaring at the rear view mirror with a pair of yellow shifting eyes and driving home. “Wonder how they’ve been doing… Already got enough headaches covering his horny depraved ass…” He muttered to himself as he drove towards the forest far, far, far away from the little city.