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It was grinding the whimpering little cunt's round snout into his balls, teasing and taunting the small wolf, who seemed too petrified to even cry for his parents. Tears flowed, for sure, but the nameless little pup didn't utter a word.\n\nNot until Vektor had lifted the little pup by the scruff of his neck, making him whine, and flopped him over the back of the couch. Not until he'd poured some convenient lube all over his tapered, 14-inch stag cock, smearing the thick, throbbing length of it, and nudged the pointed tip under the boy's tail. He'd pressed, and shoved, the quivering boy clinging to the couch for balance as his tail was used as a handle, toes splaying and curling as he gasped, groaned, and whined until, with a wet squelch, the deer's tip had worked into the cub's virgin anus.\n\nThe deer glared down at the pup, who quivered, tears flowing down his cheeks to dribble on the couch cushions below, one paw clinging to the head of the couch where his abdomen pressed into it, the other up at his face, rubbing anxiously at his eyes. He peered back over his small, rounded shoulder at the older male.\n\nVektor continued to glare, before bucking his hips forward, eliciting a sharp yelp from the pup. Even in the dark, the deer could see the slight trickle of pink, lube and blood mixing, dribbling off his cock's length to drip on the floor. ``Keep it shut, you little fuck,'' the stag huffed, flexing his cock; a good inch or two were inside the whimpering pup, who'd gone trembling and whining at the hard intrusion. ``In fact, here's a deal:\n\n``You keep your little maw SHUT while I fuck your pudgy little virgin-woof ass full of EVERY GODDAMN INCH of my cock, and you get to go home. To your mommy and daddy, or whatever the fuck you got. Sound good, puppy-cunt?''\n\nThe pup didn't answer for a few moments. He was too busy quivering, flopped over the head of the couch, body trembling, breaths coming in frantic and heavy and sobbing, tears anew pouring down his furry cheeks. Surely, the little cub's ass was on fire, aching and burning and horribly throbbing with pain. The red mixing into his anal-dribblings was only slight, but still enough evidence that something had torn in him. 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The little cunt was actually sort of well-behaved. Usually Vektor just said shit like that to `punish' whatever stupid puppy or whatever he'd snatched when they inevitably broke what he said.\n\nBut, surprisingly, the obedience just made him smirk. \n\nThe stag set one hand up on the back of the boy's neck, grasping his scruff tightly and eliciting a soft, but bitten-back, whine from the pup. His other hand, he hooked down around the cub's pudgy waist, right under the plump curve of his belly, strong fingers grasping tight enough to feel the hard edge of his hip bone. That small, pudgy figure flinched every time his hands settled, firm and strong, on his flesh, making the predatory grin on the non-predatory animal's lips grow.\n\n``Good boy...'' 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Then, without ceremony, he began pumping his hips.\n\nFucking the little wolf toddler, and putting the poor boy in a whole new world of pain, torment, and debasement. Those strong legs of his worked hard, muscles tensing and rolling, working his hips forward and back to pump his thick, throbbing cock balls deep into the little pup, yanking it out HARD to drag through the boy's guts, before slamming back in harder.\n\nEach thrust in elicited an reflexive exhale from the tiny puppy, whose bent legs quivered, tiny, blood-and-lube-dripping toes curling and splaying, the soft pink paw-pads on the undersides of his feet visibly wet with his dribbling. He kept his upper body up, somehow, instead of flumping his head forward against the couch, trembling and whimpering, breaths fitful and shaky as his pudgy little arms quivered under his own weight and the force of the stag's thrusting. His little eyes were pinched shut, and the barest remains of tears glistened under the lids, but the poor boy didn't have enough in him to even manage crying.\n\nFitful sobs and gasps, however, were well within his capability. And those noises he gave, though the intense, aching, stabbing heat through his entire abdomen, through his chest and ass and crotch, made him want to scream. His tiny sheathe, completely unstirred by the brutal stag raping him, bounced and bobbed, stained a bit where trailing lube and blood had dripped off his tiny sack.\n\nThe pup sobbed, and bounced, and ached deeply. It was hot and stinging in his tummy, which bulged greatly with each thrust into his ass, wet and plapping against his soft, jiggly rump. He whined, feeling his rapist's hands clinging firmly to his waist, pressing into his soft love-handles, a dull and distant ache compared to what was burning through his stomach and lower chest.\n\nBut... he was doing it. The pup shivered, and gasped; just like his daddy always said, he was a Trooper, and a Champ, and Strong... he'd- he'd tough out this deer's rough play, and he'd waddle home, and get scooped up for kisses and hugs and nuzzles and-\n\nHe heaved. The little pup flinched hard, his stomach lurching and his eyes snapping wide-open.\n\nThe stag didn't notice for a moment, groaning and grunting in pleasure, his cock engulfed in the pleasurable heat and pressure of wolf-puppy guts. Even the drippings of pink down his thighs didn't bother him much, not as it dribbled off the boy's toes and onto the floor, making a mess of the carpet.\n\nVektor did, however, notice when the pup gave a sharp retch, one paw slapping against his lips.\n\n``Hm?'' the man asked, his hips not stopping, legs pumping and cock slamming into the boy's innards. It squelched and plapped, his heavy nuts smacking off the cub's set. ``Wassat?''\n\n``I- I- M- My tummyyyy...'' the boy whined in reply, barely moving the paw covering his maw.\n\nHuh? Did the boy need to throw up? Not unusual, he supposed. Vektor kept going, pumping his hips, cock squelching and hips slapping against the pup's bouncing little ass. God, it felt good; better than it often did, to be honest. He wondered what was-\n\n``Ggraaagagh!''\n\nThe pup vomited. His head snapped forward and down, and his back arched hard, ass clenching INTENSELY around the man's cock mid-thrust, making him moan with pleasure as it milked him. He opted to stop thrusting them, grinding his hips against the vomitting puppy, who continued to heave into his one trembling paw, stomach lurching and throat burning.\n\nIt took a few moments for the heaving to stop. Vektor let the boy have his moment, deciding that the feeling of those hot, slick puppy-guts clenching rhythmically and powerfully around his aching girth was worth NOT pounding that little ass.\n\nHis vomiting trailed off after a second. First it was one long `blegghghgh' that spilled out of his maw. Then a second shorter one. A third, and fourth heaving retch, and finally a sharp spit.\n\n``Mm. That looks bad,'' Vektor observed, peering over the cub's shoulder as he slowly stopped barfing. The pup had shakily leaned up, and pulled his messy paw from his lips.\n\nTo find it bright red, glistening with slick, gorey blood mottled with gooey viscera.\n\nThe pup screamed, and started flailing.\n\n``N- No! NO NO NO NO NO!'' he yelped and hiccuped, blood-spattered muzzle tilting back, red-shot eyes peering back frantically at the man. ``Y- Y- You said I'd be okay! You said I could go! You- You said! Wh- Wh- Whyyyyyyy...'' His little bloody paw reached back, clumsily smacking at the man's forearm, staining it with small chunks of puppy-flesh and bright red blood.\n\n``Ah, quit your crying,'' the man huffed back, reaching a hand up to grasp the cub's ears, forcing his head down. \n\nHe whined and continued to hiccup and sob frantically, squirming and kicking but unable to get away from the strong man. Vektor began thrusting again, hips plapping against the bouncing puppy's ass, which jiggled with each strike of the man's hips, legs spread and squirming in an attempt to find purchase and get away. \n\n``You're basically dead already, kid,'' Vektor informed coldly, grasping those floppy little ears and yanking them, a sharp cry leaving the boy. Blood continued to spill down his lips; he might have retched up another mawful of blood and viscera, ruined puppy-guts spilling up his throat. ``Must have been too big for your organs n' shit... Really fucked you up inside, I'd say. Damage is already done though, hehe... You're basically just bleeding out on the inside, yknow?''\n\n``Ggmmah! N- No, no, dun wanna... wanna...'' the pup sobbed and trembled, limbs slowing down. A ton of blood loss in a tiny, three-year-old body will do that, Vektor supposed. He released those little ears, instead setting his hand on the cub's back.\n\n``I know, cunt,'' he sighed, patting `comfortingly'. ``But, shit, you're already dead. Might as well let me get off in your ruined little guts.''\n\n``Noooooo...''\n\nVektor returned to thrusting, hips bouncing off those tiny, soft puppy-cheeks. The cub continued thrashing here and there, kicking his little legs, trying to pull himself away with his arms. He sobbed, and hiccupped, and barfed up blood and mashed-up guts a few more times. The room reeked of hot, coppery blood, overpowering any scent of sex and sweat that might have filled it. Especially as more and more of the pup's blood and viscera ended up vomited up onto the couch beneath his face, black-red drooling down his front, staining his muzzle and neck and chest.\n\nBut the boy didn't die quick, surprising Vektor. He kept whining, trembling, squirming.\n\n``M- M- Mister...'' the wolf whined, after a round of heaving that had seen something stringy and red-pink pushed up his throat, dangling from his tiny puppy-fangs.\n\n``Yeah, you whiny little puppy-cunt?'' Vektor replied, grasping the boy's ear as a handle to yank his head up, the cub not even making a noise at the rough treatment. His fat stag cock kept pounding deep into those ruined guts, trials of bloody crimson trailing down his limp, trembling legs.\n\n``M... Mister...'' the cub repeated, sounding dazed as Vektor's orgasm approached. ``Mmye... guh... dyyyyye...?'' he slurred slightly, trembling. He heaved again, and the motion knocked loose the bit of viscera clinging to his lip, letting it drop into the puddle, near-pile, on the couch cushion in front of him. He hiccuped, the motion making him clench on the deer's thrusting girth.\n\n``Yeah, I already told you, you dumb little wolf-slut,'' the man huffed, annoyed. He yanked that little ear, feeling the boy's pudgy little body shift limply at his motion. He kept thrusting, harder and harder now, blood and lube spurting around his pelvis, soaking his pubic fur and his balls, as well as his thighs. ``You're fuckin' ruined... Your guts are mush, you've got more blood spilling out your ASS than in your tiny little heart... Honestly, it's a fuckin' miracle you've lasted this long, puppy,'' the stag huffed in amusement. \n\nPump, pump, pump, thrust, thrust, thrust...\n\n``Goddamn... Finally getting close, cunt... Gonna cum all over your dying little body. How's that sound?''\n\n``Bbdah.... Iii.... Mmfah... Glrlfhg!''\n\nHow eloquent; the pup's only reply was to slur and then barf up more blood.\n\n``Take it! Take it you little cunt!'' Vektor growled, bending over the dying puppy, one arm looping around his deflated, half-swollen belly. The other he tucked under the boy's jaw, lifting his blood-dripping muzzle upwards. ``Mmf, fuckin... take my cum, you little pred bitch...''\n\n",
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Vektor let out a huff, glaring down at the small, quivering figure he was looming over. The stag's burly, muscular young figure was completely bare, his broad chest, thick limbs, and sculpted musculature on full display, sweat dripping from him in the hot, dank room. The room was dark, mostly unlit; a living room with the lights off, curtains mostly drawn, the bare lines of sunlight pouring through the gaps enough to `illuminate' everything inside.
Including the barely-3-years-old wolf pup he had snatched, leaving the cub's doofy little tricycle in the road as he scampered off with his prize. The stag HATED wolves and other predators, always happy to take the opportunity to put one in his place.
In that case, his `place' was stripped completely naked in a broken-into-home. It was grinding the whimpering little cunt's round snout into his balls, teasing and taunting the small wolf, who seemed too petrified to even cry for his parents. Tears flowed, for sure, but the nameless little pup didn't utter a word.
Not until Vektor had lifted the little pup by the scruff of his neck, making him whine, and flopped him over the back of the couch. Not until he'd poured some convenient lube all over his tapered, 14-inch stag cock, smearing the thick, throbbing length of it, and nudged the pointed tip under the boy's tail. He'd pressed, and shoved, the quivering boy clinging to the couch for balance as his tail was used as a handle, toes splaying and curling as he gasped, groaned, and whined until, with a wet squelch, the deer's tip had worked into the cub's virgin anus.
The deer glared down at the pup, who quivered, tears flowing down his cheeks to dribble on the couch cushions below, one paw clinging to the head of the couch where his abdomen pressed into it, the other up at his face, rubbing anxiously at his eyes. He peered back over his small, rounded shoulder at the older male.
Vektor continued to glare, before bucking his hips forward, eliciting a sharp yelp from the pup. Even in the dark, the deer could see the slight trickle of pink, lube and blood mixing, dribbling off his cock's length to drip on the floor. ``Keep it shut, you little fuck,'' the stag huffed, flexing his cock; a good inch or two were inside the whimpering pup, who'd gone trembling and whining at the hard intrusion. ``In fact, here's a deal:
``You keep your little maw SHUT while I fuck your pudgy little virgin-woof ass full of EVERY GODDAMN INCH of my cock, and you get to go home. To your mommy and daddy, or whatever the fuck you got. Sound good, puppy-cunt?''
The pup didn't answer for a few moments. He was too busy quivering, flopped over the head of the couch, body trembling, breaths coming in frantic and heavy and sobbing, tears anew pouring down his furry cheeks. Surely, the little cub's ass was on fire, aching and burning and horribly throbbing with pain. The red mixing into his anal-dribblings was only slight, but still enough evidence that something had torn in him. At least a little.
After a few moments, however, the once-innocent little wolf seemed to collect himself. He still heaved his breaths, and trembled as he lifted his head from its hung-down posture, peering back over his shoulder with pathetic, hopeful eyes. ``R- R- Really?''
``Really. Just shut the fuck up.''
The pup didn't answer verbally. He did, however, give a little nod, one of his floppy ears, too young for them to have perked appropriately, bouncing. His soft gray fur stood on end, frazzled and messy, his chubby little puppy-fat laden figure trembling as he tried to brace himself.
He lowered his head, but kept his muzzle slihgtly up, bracing one paw down on the couch's backrest to hold himself up a bit. The pup panted, and heaved, but Vektor could FEEL the boy's spasming anal walls try to relax, try to loosen, his little legs twitching, knees bent and toes curling anxiously as he tried to prepare himself to be taken.
Damn. The little cunt was actually sort of well-behaved. Usually Vektor just said shit like that to `punish' whatever stupid puppy or whatever he'd snatched when they inevitably broke what he said.
But, surprisingly, the obedience just made him smirk.
The stag set one hand up on the back of the boy's neck, grasping his scruff tightly and eliciting a soft, but bitten-back, whine from the pup. His other hand, he hooked down around the cub's pudgy waist, right under the plump curve of his belly, strong fingers grasping tight enough to feel the hard edge of his hip bone. That small, pudgy figure flinched every time his hands settled, firm and strong, on his flesh, making the predatory grin on the non-predatory animal's lips grow.
``Good boy...'' Vek murred, licking his lips as he gazed down at the trembling pup in his grasp, impaled on maybe one-seventh of his cock. ``Just relax, and take my fat, stag, puppy-fucking COCK...''
The boy whined sharply, head snapping back, when Vektor began to press forward, watching a dribbling trail of blended blood and lube ooze down his pink, throbbing length. Luckily, at least as far as their `deal' was concerned, the small pup clapped a paw over his muzzle, eyes full of tears, breath panting and sharp, body still a-tremble, but keeping the noise from his lips to a minimum. Even if a whimper continued to spill up through his throat as more and more of that girthy deer cock worked its way into him, relentless and uncaring of any damage he might make on his way in.
If the pup was about three feet tall, then Vektor's cock was more than a third of his height in length. When he'd laid it on the quivering, confused, and fearful little wolf's back before penetrating him, the deer had excitedly noted how it extended all the way up into his ribcage area, and the girth of that fat, pink, slimy stag-dick was such that the boy wouldn't have been able to wrap his small, plump paws all the way around his thick base.
Which is to say, of course, that it was an absurdly girth member to be shoving into a 3-year-old wolf cub. The little guy did an amazing job, stifling his yips and whines of pain as it worked its aching, pulsing way up into his belly.
But, by the time it got halfway in, he couldn't help it. Eyes wide and growing bloodshot in stress, he threw his paw down, both grasping at the couch and digging tiny claws into the material as he yowled painfully, head back. His whole body shivered desperately, legs twitching and kicking uselessly, tail pressed limp against his side by the man's firm hand.
``G- Gaah! M- M- M- M-`` the puppy stammered, sobbing, whimpering, trembling. A second later, his head flopped forward, and he whined sharp and hard, ass up and head down, arms engulfing his little snout to hide his gaze from the world. ``P- P- P- Pleeeeeeease...'' he whined pathetically.
Vektor huffed. The pink blend drooling down his cock was a bit redder by then, but not too worryingly so. He didn't think; it wasn't often he caught a cub THAT young.
So, he batted the cub over the head with one hand, grunting sharply at the whine that left the pup. ``Keep it down, you little cunt,'' he growled at the cub, who just whined, but didn't beg again. Nodding at that, the man grasped his prey again and continued working his thick, throbbing deer-cock into the underage wolf's bowels.
Into his guts. Into his organs. Into his ribcage.
Inch after inch he worked into the cub, slow and rough and steady. The boy twithced and flinched hard now and then, but mostly quivered, his toes curling, tiny and cute, his breathing hitching abruptly at the odd tugs and resistances that Vektor felt now and then.
The pink flow down the deer's cock began drooling down the cub's body now, too. Pink and glistening, it dribbled down his rump, his furry taint, dripping off his underdeveloped little wolf-nuts. When nearly three-quarters of that stag-breeder was in the boy, it trailed in thin, shiny rivulets down his inner thighs, staining the pup's light-gray fur.
After what felt like an eternity, Vektor sighed, pressing his hips to the cub's ass, feeling his balls grinding up against the boy's soft, fluid-matted taint. His entire cock felt hot and engulfed inside the small boy, who whimpered and quivered, not seeming to notice.
Drips of pink, blood-stained lube beaded off his quivering, curling toes. Not nearly a puddle on the floor, but definitely distinct, pink speckles on the floor below the poor cub.
Vektor released his grasp on the pup's scruff, reaching down to pat him on the head. ``See, puppy?'' he murred teasingly, stroking the trembling pup. ``Over 14 inches of deer cock, buried up your little ass... Does it feel good?''
``Gh- Ghff...'' the wolf pup replied, flinching at the surprisingly soft touch and taunting tone.
Slowly, he unfolded his arms from around his head. The tiny wolf panted sharply, letting out a shaky exhale. He'd stopped crying at some point; probably more from not having enough fluids to spare, as his scruffy cheek-fur was matted and wet with tears. Slowly, the pup set his paws on the back of the couch, slightly lifting himself, and turning his head back.
Meeting those bloodshot little puppy-eyes, the deer smirked teasingly. ``Now,'' he murred, stroking the pup's floppy little ear, ``you just have to keep that trap of yours shut while I'm fucking you. Can you do that, cub?''
The boy's expressing fell. He'd seemed hopeful, for a second, like he thought just getting balls deep was the stag's goal. But, no, he whined pitifully, lip quivering like he was about to sob again. He opened his lips to reply, once, then twice, before gulping hard, and lowering his head in submission. His tiny finger-claws visibly pressed into the couch's material, and the small pup seemed to be trying to keep his breathing, but it came in shaky fits and starts.
Setting both hands on the flopped-over cub's pudgy middle, Vektor planted his hooved feet. Then, without ceremony, he began pumping his hips.
Fucking the little wolf toddler, and putting the poor boy in a whole new world of pain, torment, and debasement. Those strong legs of his worked hard, muscles tensing and rolling, working his hips forward and back to pump his thick, throbbing cock balls deep into the little pup, yanking it out HARD to drag through the boy's guts, before slamming back in harder.
Each thrust in elicited an reflexive exhale from the tiny puppy, whose bent legs quivered, tiny, blood-and-lube-dripping toes curling and splaying, the soft pink paw-pads on the undersides of his feet visibly wet with his dribbling. He kept his upper body up, somehow, instead of flumping his head forward against the couch, trembling and whimpering, breaths fitful and shaky as his pudgy little arms quivered under his own weight and the force of the stag's thrusting. His little eyes were pinched shut, and the barest remains of tears glistened under the lids, but the poor boy didn't have enough in him to even manage crying.
Fitful sobs and gasps, however, were well within his capability. And those noises he gave, though the intense, aching, stabbing heat through his entire abdomen, through his chest and ass and crotch, made him want to scream. His tiny sheathe, completely unstirred by the brutal stag raping him, bounced and bobbed, stained a bit where trailing lube and blood had dripped off his tiny sack.
The pup sobbed, and bounced, and ached deeply. It was hot and stinging in his tummy, which bulged greatly with each thrust into his ass, wet and plapping against his soft, jiggly rump. He whined, feeling his rapist's hands clinging firmly to his waist, pressing into his soft love-handles, a dull and distant ache compared to what was burning through his stomach and lower chest.
But... he was doing it. The pup shivered, and gasped; just like his daddy always said, he was a Trooper, and a Champ, and Strong... he'd- he'd tough out this deer's rough play, and he'd waddle home, and get scooped up for kisses and hugs and nuzzles and-
He heaved. The little pup flinched hard, his stomach lurching and his eyes snapping wide-open.
The stag didn't notice for a moment, groaning and grunting in pleasure, his cock engulfed in the pleasurable heat and pressure of wolf-puppy guts. Even the drippings of pink down his thighs didn't bother him much, not as it dribbled off the boy's toes and onto the floor, making a mess of the carpet.
Vektor did, however, notice when the pup gave a sharp retch, one paw slapping against his lips.
``Hm?'' the man asked, his hips not stopping, legs pumping and cock slamming into the boy's innards. It squelched and plapped, his heavy nuts smacking off the cub's set. ``Wassat?''
``I- I- M- My tummyyyy...'' the boy whined in reply, barely moving the paw covering his maw.
Huh? Did the boy need to throw up? Not unusual, he supposed. Vektor kept going, pumping his hips, cock squelching and hips slapping against the pup's bouncing little ass. God, it felt good; better than it often did, to be honest. He wondered what was-
``Ggraaagagh!''
The pup vomited. His head snapped forward and down, and his back arched hard, ass clenching INTENSELY around the man's cock mid-thrust, making him moan with pleasure as it milked him. He opted to stop thrusting them, grinding his hips against the vomitting puppy, who continued to heave into his one trembling paw, stomach lurching and throat burning.
It took a few moments for the heaving to stop. Vektor let the boy have his moment, deciding that the feeling of those hot, slick puppy-guts clenching rhythmically and powerfully around his aching girth was worth NOT pounding that little ass.
His vomiting trailed off after a second. First it was one long `blegghghgh' that spilled out of his maw. Then a second shorter one. A third, and fourth heaving retch, and finally a sharp spit.
``Mm. That looks bad,'' Vektor observed, peering over the cub's shoulder as he slowly stopped barfing. The pup had shakily leaned up, and pulled his messy paw from his lips.
To find it bright red, glistening with slick, gorey blood mottled with gooey viscera.
The pup screamed, and started flailing.
``N- No! NO NO NO NO NO!'' he yelped and hiccuped, blood-spattered muzzle tilting back, red-shot eyes peering back frantically at the man. ``Y- Y- You said I'd be okay! You said I could go! You- You said! Wh- Wh- Whyyyyyyy...'' His little bloody paw reached back, clumsily smacking at the man's forearm, staining it with small chunks of puppy-flesh and bright red blood.
``Ah, quit your crying,'' the man huffed back, reaching a hand up to grasp the cub's ears, forcing his head down.
He whined and continued to hiccup and sob frantically, squirming and kicking but unable to get away from the strong man. Vektor began thrusting again, hips plapping against the bouncing puppy's ass, which jiggled with each strike of the man's hips, legs spread and squirming in an attempt to find purchase and get away.
``You're basically dead already, kid,'' Vektor informed coldly, grasping those floppy little ears and yanking them, a sharp cry leaving the boy. Blood continued to spill down his lips; he might have retched up another mawful of blood and viscera, ruined puppy-guts spilling up his throat. ``Must have been too big for your organs n' shit... Really fucked you up inside, I'd say. Damage is already done though, hehe... You're basically just bleeding out on the inside, yknow?''
``Ggmmah! N- No, no, dun wanna... wanna...'' the pup sobbed and trembled, limbs slowing down. A ton of blood loss in a tiny, three-year-old body will do that, Vektor supposed. He released those little ears, instead setting his hand on the cub's back.
``I know, cunt,'' he sighed, patting `comfortingly'. ``But, shit, you're already dead. Might as well let me get off in your ruined little guts.''
``Noooooo...''
Vektor returned to thrusting, hips bouncing off those tiny, soft puppy-cheeks. The cub continued thrashing here and there, kicking his little legs, trying to pull himself away with his arms. He sobbed, and hiccupped, and barfed up blood and mashed-up guts a few more times. The room reeked of hot, coppery blood, overpowering any scent of sex and sweat that might have filled it. Especially as more and more of the pup's blood and viscera ended up vomited up onto the couch beneath his face, black-red drooling down his front, staining his muzzle and neck and chest.
But the boy didn't die quick, surprising Vektor. He kept whining, trembling, squirming.
``M- M- Mister...'' the wolf whined, after a round of heaving that had seen something stringy and red-pink pushed up his throat, dangling from his tiny puppy-fangs.
``Yeah, you whiny little puppy-cunt?'' Vektor replied, grasping the boy's ear as a handle to yank his head up, the cub not even making a noise at the rough treatment. His fat stag cock kept pounding deep into those ruined guts, trials of bloody crimson trailing down his limp, trembling legs.
``M... Mister...'' the cub repeated, sounding dazed as Vektor's orgasm approached. ``Mmye... guh... dyyyyye...?'' he slurred slightly, trembling. He heaved again, and the motion knocked loose the bit of viscera clinging to his lip, letting it drop into the puddle, near-pile, on the couch cushion in front of him. He hiccuped, the motion making him clench on the deer's thrusting girth.
``Yeah, I already told you, you dumb little wolf-slut,'' the man huffed, annoyed. He yanked that little ear, feeling the boy's pudgy little body shift limply at his motion. He kept thrusting, harder and harder now, blood and lube spurting around his pelvis, soaking his pubic fur and his balls, as well as his thighs. ``You're fuckin' ruined... Your guts are mush, you've got more blood spilling out your ASS than in your tiny little heart... Honestly, it's a fuckin' miracle you've lasted this long, puppy,'' the stag huffed in amusement.
Pump, pump, pump, thrust, thrust, thrust...
``Goddamn... Finally getting close, cunt... Gonna cum all over your dying little body. How's that sound?''
``Bbdah.... Iii.... Mmfah... Glrlfhg!''
How eloquent; the pup's only reply was to slur and then barf up more blood.
``Take it! Take it you little cunt!'' Vektor growled, bending over the dying puppy, one arm looping around his deflated, half-swollen belly. The other he tucked under the boy's jaw, lifting his blood-dripping muzzle upwards. ``Mmf, fuckin... take my cum, you little pred bitch...''
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