Nightmarewolf licked his lips in anticipation of tasting the fur, flesh, blood, and tears of his new chosen victim. It had been quite a while since he took mortal form to savor the pleasure the real world could bring, but he had been letting his power as worshiped deity grow for a while now, and it was time to indulge satisfy his carnal desires. He had his eyes set upon a target that was normally off-limits, even a god has rules he must abide by. However this time he wasn’t going to hunt and slaughter some no-name innocent, tonight he was taking a prime cut piece of meat off the market. Tonight’s meal was going to be a hot pop culture star and song artist that most people knew by name. The boy was only 13 but had a voice that was soft as silk, a pretty face and muzzle, and a body that made young and old alike lust to pin him down. Of course, no one moral could ever get close enough to abuse such a high-profile star, but Nightmarewolf wasn’t mortal.

It was generally a rule that gods didn’t interact directly with the higher-profile mortals, lest they draw the ire of other deities. But some rules were worth breaking, just like some boy asses were worth breaking, and the god of slaughter and death had decided he was going to enjoy himself no matter the expense. The wolf was making his way through the crowd of concertgoers, all cheering and having a great time as the young snow fox danced on stage and wowed the crowd with his sweet voice. The adult wolf which stood 6’5” tall not counting the ears made way to the back security gate and displayed his backstage pass to be let through. It had been a great show, everyone loved the kid, and that is what was going to make this so sweet of a kill, millions of loving fans would mourn the white fox when he was dead and gone. 

The wolf walked through the back hallways and knew exactly where he was going, and looked like he belonged there, no one stopped to question him. He came to the back room with the big gold star on the door with the artist's name. Just beside the door was a bear dressed in a black suit with sunglasses on, the hired personal security. The wolf stopped in front of the bear and looked right into his shades as she shared the same height as the guy. The bear furrowed his brow “Can I help you?” 

“You’re going to let me into this room.” The wolf said with a casual confident smile on his face. 

“Oh? And why am I going to do that?”  The guard asked back. 

Nightmarewolf grinned and showed off a single fang and looked off to the side “Oh I think you know why, Jerry.” The wolf’s eyes looked back at the bear, through those shades. The wolf’s irises glowed with an unholy yellow light. The bear’s brow unfurrowed and he stood up a bit straighter, his muzzle opening, and he takes half a step back and presses himself against the wall behind him. The wolf is confident that his message was received by the bear and says “Glad we understand, now open the door for me.” 

The bear stammered “Y..yes sir!” and quickly reached to open the door and pushed it open for the wolf. The lupine smiled and strode inside and the bear quickly closed the door and made the sign of the cross over his chest and offered a quick prayer that he makes it out of this night alive. In that single moment, the wolf shared with him visions of such evil torment from the depths of his hellish soul, that the bear understood exactly what was standing before him, and what punishments would fall upon him if he dared challenge the wolf’s authority and power. It is amazing what you can accomplish when you enter a mortal’s mind and give them a peek inside the atrocities you’ve committed. 

The wolf looked around the green room with a smile, taking a seat on the sofa, crossing one leg over the top of the other, and he waited. It wasn’t a long wait, just a few minutes before the door opened and the sexy young white-furred fox walked through the door. The fox had a towel around his neck and it looked like he had dunked his head in some water to help cool off after his performance, and was using the towel to dry off his head and ears when the door to the green room shut, leaving him alone with the evil wolf. The young vulpine caught a glimpse of someone on his couch and looked up, a little shocked. He was silent at first, looking at the grinning wolf. “Um, you’re not supposed to be back here. Who are you?” 

The lupine licked his lips in a slow way that made a chill shoot up the fox’s spine, there was something about a predator gazing at you, slowly licking their lips that drew fear out of anyone. “Hello, Justin. Your fur is amazing! You look so, ghostly. And your eyes, such piercing blue colors. Oh, I understand why all the girls and the gay boys throw themselves at your feet. And what a show you gave tonight too! I mean, I rarely get out to enjoy an evening on the town, but this night was so very much worth it. Thank you, so very very much!” 

The fox somehow wasn’t reassured by the compliments given to him by the lupine, or when the wolf stood up and showed just how big he was. “Well, um, thank you, sir. I am glad you like my show.” The singer’s voice cracked a bit as his heart started to beat faster, taking a half step back towards the door. 

“Heh heh, don’t worry, I made sure to have a special chat with Jerry to make sure he understands that you and I have some, private time together. So no one interrupts us.” The wolf stepped toward the fox, showing his fang tips in a predatory grin. 

The young vulpine “J..Jerry!?” he called out for help, but on the other side of the door the bear put his ears buds in to drown out the muffled noises that would come through the door, so he didn’t have to hear them, leaving the fox to the wolf. The boy started to realize just how trapped he was and backed up against the door. “I.. I don’t know what this is about, but, you’re creeping me out real bad mister!”

Stepping closer to the fox, the hungry lupine sniffed the air and took in the smell of fear. “I know you don’t understand, and that is okay. I’m going to show you, make you understand, that in this world, there are the hunters, and the hunted. Which one do you think you are, Justin?” 

The fox’s eyes widen, his tail tucked between his legs, and in a flash, he turned and grabbed the doorknob and tried to frantically open the door to escape. The wolf was on him before the doorknob would even be turned, a heavy hand mashing the boy’s face against the door as the wolf crushed that soft kit frame against it and yanked that hand off the knob. The wolf’s muzzle was lowered to the fox’s ears “Good boy, fight to save your life!” Grabbing the fox he spun and through the young male across to the other side of the room, crashing into a table. The wolf grinned and threw a hand up into the air and a blue pulse of light flicked across the walls of the room as he put up a ward to keep all the sounds inside.

The poor fox stumbled up to his feet “HEEEEELP! PLEEEEEASE SOMEONE HELP MEEEE!” He screamed as loud as he can, frantically moving away from the huge wolf that slowly stepped toward him as the fox found himself in the corner of the room, trembling from ear tip to toe pad. 

“Yes! I love a screamer! SCREAM for me boy! No one is going to save you, you are already dead!” the wolf salivated, drool dripping from his jaw like a crazed animal, making the fox cry in terror as the wolf delighted in grabbing the little kit, and throwing him across the room again, sending his body crashing into a vanity and breaking the mirror before the kit rolls off it and hits the floor with a sob. The boy begged, hands raised, crawling under the vanity for protection. The lupine grabbed the kid’s ankle and pulled him into the middle of the room and then up into the air, dangling him by the one held ankle. The kid showed some spirit in trying to kick at the wolf with his other foot, but it was grabbed before the fox could even come close to hurting the evil demon wolf. 

Bursting out of the wolf’s back were 7 ebony tentacles that shot around the boy’s ankles and wrists, pulling his limbs out to the side and hanging him upside down. One slipped around the boy’s neck and two remained at the ready wiggling around in the air. The wolf murred with pleasure as his hands started to remove the fox’s clothing, taking his time to unwrap his sweet little present, tearing those clothes away like paper until the vulpine child’s body was fully exposed, and his groin presented to the wolf first. “Oooh look at you, did you know you are gifted for a fox?” the wolf’s hand reached between those legs and played with the thick sheath and boy balls. The kid cried and continued to scream out for help, but it was only Nightmarewolf that heard those screams. 

The wolf leaned down and wrapped his lips around the boy’s sheath and balls and licked firmly at those bits, sucking at them hard, molesting the boy with his muzzle and tongue as his eyes dropped down to that taint and cleft, hands spreading his cheeks open. A moment later a long tentacle slipped into the cleft, pointed tip pushing right through that pink little opening and inside, and just that quick, Justin’s virginity belonged to the god of slaughter. The fox thrashed as his rectum was filled with the warm slick organ, that sunk deep inside, pushing through his passages, stretching his tailhole wider than it should have ever gone, and very much against the boy’s will his own sheath swelled and his boyhood pushed right up into the affections of the wolf’s tongue. Still, the kit pleaded and begged for the wolf to stop, but the hungry lupine sucked and tasted of those sweet little bits on the boy, this famous little start was all his now. The wolf reached down with his right hand and unzipped the front of his jeans, which was right in front of Justin’s sweet face and eyes. His hand slipped into the open fly, and a moment later pulled out a hard glistening wolf dick, already spitting precum. 

Justin cried in dismay as the tentacle around his neck tightened and that huge cock was pushed right between his lips, and just that fast the boy was 69ing with an evil god that was going to destroy him. The salty tang of a wolf dick, the feel of his ass packed so fully, and the molesting of his own dick and balls in a mouth that knew exactly where to touch lick, and nibble on him to make him thrash in unwanted pleasure, it all was too much for a 13-year-old’s mind to take in. The wolf felt the kid’s tongue pushing against his leaking cock head, the boy’s limbs tried to tug and thrash, his hips trying to pull back, but the kid was restrained in every possible way. Then deep inside his body, something of a pleasure button was pressed and the boy let out a muffled cry as his loins surged, his knot swelled, and he jetted fresh innocent spooge right across the wolf’s tongue. The sweetness of a freshly defile boy’s semen was nectar to this god, which he sucked firmly out of the kit’s balls until they would give him not a single drop more. 

The boy started to simply sob as his cock was sucked well into overstimulation, and in the kid’s mind he begged aloud “Please I’ll do anything you want, just stop!” and in a flash the tentacles released him, pulled free from his insides, and the boy fell head first to the floor.  Nightmarewolf reached down to idly stroke his leaking member as he looked down at the collapsed bare boy at his feet. “Ha ha haaaa, oh how I nearly forgot just how sweet a young boy’s cum can taste.” He licked his lips and pulled his shirt up and off, kicked off his pants, and stood there in all his glory towering over the young singer. “How it’s time you taste mine. Come put that sweet mouth of yours to work on my shaft, or I can push into that lovely little ass first.” 

Panting so hard and shaken to his very core, the snow fox used the wolf’s legs to pull himself up from the floor and onto his knees, bringing his head up to crotch level. The wolf released his own dick and stood with hands on his hips, watching with the biggest grin on his face. “Serve me child.” He demanded. The evil god savored the look of dismay in the kit’s eyes as his mouth opened and moved down over the head of his cock, closing, and then sucking on his manhood. The wolf threw his head back and laughed loud, a hand lowering between the boy’s ears and grabbing the head fur and pulling that skull all the way down on his member. “Hahahaaa… you are mine to take. Ohhh yesssss, I’ve corrupted you, I’ve tainted your soul, and I’m going to spend an eternity defiling it. I’m going to spend an eon violating you, sweet meat!” The wolf pulled that skull all the way into his loins and ruined that sweet singing voice by a forced deepthroating of a swollen wolf cock. The wolf knew he was taking away the boy’s most precious gift at that moment as he lowered his other hand down on the fox’s head, and started rapidly humping and rutting that sweet gullet and throat. That wolf dick was too big for such a narrow neck, and that voice was never going to be the same. 

The more Justin suffered, the more the wolf laughed, and the closer he came to climaxing. He pushed the boy to the bring of suffocation on his cock before at the last second he grabbed the boy’s head in one hand, his spit-soaked cock in the other, and jacked himself off and shot a massive pedo load all over the fox’s face, forcing him to take the facial as the wolf listened to the boy gasp and cry while fresh semen splattered his cheeks muzzle head and ears. After soaking the boy’s pretty face with a load of thick white wolf spunk, he threw the boy to the ground and made his way over to the sofa to stretch out along it, kicking his feet up on the armrest, his arms crossed behind his head, and his half-hard cock laying over the top of his left thigh. He looked over at Justin, having seen he was using his hands to try and wipe that cum off his face. The wolf loved how the boy looked, trying to groom himself of that sticky mess. “Boy, come here.” The wolf demanded, snapping his fingers. 

The sound of the snapped fingers made the fox wince, his attention directed to the evil wolf, and slowly he got up to his feet and stepped over to the sofa, sobbing, tears mixing in with the cum. The wolf patted his right thigh. “Sit on my lap facing me.” The fox’s head dropped forward, slouching in dismay for a moment as he braced one knee beside the wolf, and swung the other one over the top and straddled the adult male’s lap. The boy’s soft underside, balls still wet from the molesting tongue on them earlier, now rested on top of the wolf’s still swollen knot. Nightmarewolf’s hands grabbed the boy’s hips and slowly worked the boy’s body forwards and back, coaxing the young male to drag his soft little pouch back and forth over his knot. “Like that kid, just like that, now you do it.” 

Justin rolled his hips and continued the motion of pressing his smaller boy parts down on the wolf’s larger organ and knot, rubbing and grinding on it. The wolf delighted in the hopeless expression on the fox’s face, rubbed a hand up the front of the white furry chest, swiping two fingers across the cum dripping off his chin, and pressed those fingers into the fox’s little narrow muzzle, wiping them off on his tongue. “You’re so fucking beautiful, wearing my cum. Mmmm, take my cock, and put it up your rear, or I will make sweet love to your pretty eyes next.” The wolf’s own eyes glowed with a red evil tint to them, staring into the blue pools of the fox’s own. The boy lifted his body up and moved forward a bit, using his hands to guide the wolf’s swollen dick up to his cleft, to his pre-stretched tailhole. Slowly the kid sat his ass down on the wolf’s pointed cock, and took it back inside. There was a moment when the thick shaft was stretching out his ring of flesh the boy tipped his head up and exposed his throat, groaning. The wolf’s hand shot up and fingers closed around that exposed throat. “Mmmm close your eyes, and feel your god making use of you.”

The boy closed his eyes and heard his own heartbeats in his ears as the wolf grasped his throat and his ass continued to slide down around the pulsing wolfhood pushing deeper into his body. The boy’s body started to give in, relaxing more and more just as his body came to sit down upon that semi swollen lupine knot. The wolf held the boy’s throat in one hand, held the child’s hip in the other and gently pulled and wiggled that little body, eased his knot up into the kid’s insides, and finally felt that sweet little ass close around the back of his knot. Justin was rocking his hips forward and back, his insides packed so full of superior lupine dick, dick that belonged to a god that knew how to use it, how to rape with it so well that the boy loved the feeling. Nightmarewolf released the boy’s throat and rested both his hands on the cub’s hips and watched him sit there, impaled, rocking front and back in untold pleasure. The boy’s dick was fully hard, and the fox’s prostate was constantly crushed on by that dick, just like the tentacle that made him pop earlier. 

It was so perfectly sweet, raping a child until they loved it, and this sweet beautiful little snow fox was lost in the feel of being packed full it was only a half-minute later into the intense ride before his little dick started spitting up a second climax across the wolf’s body. The wolf moved a hand to catch the remaining spurts of sweet boy cream, bringing it up to his lips to lick clean with a hungry tongue. “Mmmm so very delicious, boy. Now, turn around and face my paws. Do it.. do it now.” Panting so hard, the boy shook through every inch of his body as he started to twist around, turning his tight passage around on that massive knot and dick inside him. Justin cried out, moaning, groaning, his own boy dick staying hard through all of it, being overstimulated from the inside. By the time he was facing the wolf’s footpaw, he was sobbing from the intense pleasure shooting through his body. 

The wolf grabbed the kid and pulled him down onto the wolf’s chest, an arm laying over the top of the boy’s chest to hold him close, pinning the pup’s arms to his own side in the process. The wolf’s free hand rubbed over the top of the kit’s stomach and then firmly pressed down, feeling this own cock through the little vulpine’s body. It felt so good to rub himself like this through the body and insides of a living mortal creature. Basking in the bliss that came from so savagely raping a kid, the wolf began to hump, even with that knot locked inside his ass, he could make that entire cock shift back and forth a half an inch, and still enjoy the friction that came from  those sweet insides, even more so the hard her pressed down on the kid’s belly to put pressure on his engulfed organ. 

It was time for the boy to truly get the wolf off in grand fashion and in a way that only a god of death and slaughter could savor. Stroking his hand up and down the boy’s chest a few times in an affectionate kind of rub, the wolf murred “It’s time Justin, hold me tight kiddo, make it good for you god.” His hand slid up and fingers wrapped around the fox’s slim muzzle just as those tentacles returned from either side of the wolf’s body, slipping and coiling around the boy’s limbs, arms, legs, and then around his torso. The evil wolf continued to thrust his hip up into the boy a few more times, but it wouldn’t be the friction of his cock to get the wolf to cum now, it was going to be the destruction of his prey. 

Keeping the fox’s nose uncovered so he could breathe, he clenched his fist tight and made sure that Justin’s muzzle couldn’t open. Then the tentacles began to squeeze, slowly increasing in pressure, tighter and tighter around the boy’s arms, legs, and body. It was as if he was in the coils of a serpent, and with every breath he took they tightened a bit more, the boy grunted, then groaned, then whined higher and higher in pitch until finally, 2 ribs cackled. The boy tensed and bucked a little bit, and the wolf continued to steadily thrust up into the boy’s ass with his knotted dick. A few seconds later, the fox’s right shin shattered from the strain. The fist-clenched muzzle let out a muffled scream through his nose. Huffing breath rushed in and out of those nostrils as pain shot through the fox’s entire body and make him convulse as the pressure grew on his other limbs. Three crackling snaps sounded off as each one of his other limbs broke under the crushing grip upon them. The fox’s insides were clamping down around the wolf’s massive hardon now as pain signals rippled through every bit of his body. 

The wolf let out a huff and continued to squeeze and moaned “Oooh Juuuustin… yesssssssss!” the wolf lowered his head down and licked up the side of the fox’s head, tasting fresh pain tears, and squeezed that little frame harder, shattering those limbs more, half a dozen more of the boy’s ribs splinter and puncture into his ribs under the strain and crushing grip. The wolf can feel it now, the boy’s body entering a pain seizure right then. Nightmarewolf pushes his hips up hard, grinding his knot as deep as it can go inside the dying fox’s body and moans over the cub’s face as his cock swells in girth and then explodes with torrents of seed flooding into the raped insides of a doomed kit. He roars and lets his climax fire off inside that moral fox body like bullets going through those insides, shredding and ripping everything up into the kid’s chest cavity. At the peak moment of pleasure the tentacles that have crushed the fox’s body all rip in different directions and fully tear apart the kid in a gooey mess that soaks the wolf, the sofa, the walls, the floor, and leaves massive chunks of the kid’s defiled body strewn across the green room. 

The wolf lays there with his massive 14 inches of dick jutting up, covered in blood and remains of his prey, spitting that last final spurt of semen over his own blood-soaked stomach. The wolf reaches a hand down and strokes his own dick with a satisfied murr, and adjusts his balls. With a light chuckle, and the afterglow of release settling in over the wolf he licks his lips, tasting the boy he just destroyed. Just then a rapid knock on the door came “Justin?” a frantic worried voice sounded. “Why is this door locked? It shouldn’t be locked! Open this door right now. RIGHT NOW!” the door bursts open and the fox’s manager stands in the doorway, frozen at the sight of a gore slathered greenroom and the remains of the famous fox scattered about. It hits her full force what she’s looking at when she sees Justin’s shoulders and head laying on the floor, eyes open, muzzle a gasp. Ear-splitting screams echos through the back halls, and people start to rush to find out what is going on. 

Nightmarewolf in his ethereal form that cannot be seen, holds onto a chain leash, attached to Justin’s neck, the wolf leading the boy away by force. Another savaged soul claimed, another memory made, another life destroyed. Looking down at the pretty snow fox he leads away past the crowds of people running to discover the mutilated remains of the boy, the wolf says “I’m going to mount you on my trophy wall soon as we get home, boy. “ With his head low and tail tucked, poor Justin pads into the afterlife, leashed and owned by the harshest god there ever was.