For years the evil lupine spirit has preyed upon young cubs. So many little ones going to sleep in their beds only to be visited by NightmareWolf, never to see the coming day. Boys going on an adventure deep into the woods or a haunted house, perishing as their bodies were filled with the evil lust of the ghost. Every victim having their soul ripped out of their mortal body and feeding the dark demented wolf, helping his grow stronger after each and every kill. Countless families were destroyed by the losses that lay in the wake of the wolf. Finally, after so many years of feasting upon those tender little ones, the wolf's unnatural energies were strong enough that he no longer had to lay in wait in the darkness, striking only when chance provided him a young boy to defile and consume. Now the wolf in his ethereal form could emerge in the daylight, walk down the crowded sidewalks, linger at the playgrounds, and selected the ripest and ready bodies to sate his pangs of hunger upon. It was a horrible level of power the wolf now possessed, and he was going to use it ruin many more lives now. 

NightmareWolf followed a vulpine mother and her child as they walked into a supermarket intent on picking up the groceries to sustain them for the coming weeks. The wolf was there for the same reason, but what would sustain him padded on two paws beside his mother, not in the stock of foods on the shelves. Of course, no one could see the shadowy form of the wolf as he followed close behind the 8-year-old cub, his large lupine nose taking in the wonderful smell of a pure innocent child that would become his victim. The wolf could reach down, and stroke his claw tips down the edge of the boy's ear, and watch it flicker in reaction to the gentle touch. The boy, of course, would reach a hand up and rub his ear, feeling something touch him, but not thinking anything much of it. 

The sweet innocent reaction was precious, and the wolf delighted in stroking his ghostly hand through the boy's shirt and down the center of his back. The little kit would twist and look behind him, expecting to see someone there, but the isle he stood in was empty except for him and his mother. Oh, how the wolf enjoyed toying with his prey like this, leaning close to the boy's neck, taking a slow deep whiff of his smell, and exhaling warm breath over the neck fur until the boy's hand quickly slapped down on his own neck from the sensation of something crawling across his fur. Again, the boy found nothing there, but a cool shiver would run up the inside of his thigh towards his loins and the cub would bark and jump away. 

The boy's mother would look down at her son. "Evan, what are you doing?" the mother would look around, trying to understand her child's strange sudden behavior.

Looking up at his mother the cub would smooth the fabric of his shorts "I thought something was crawling on me, mom." The wolf still unseen would lash his tail. Soon the wolf would be crawling all over this boy, and there would be nothing anyone could do to stop him. For now, he savored playing with the boy, reaching out and tickling the child's soft tender neck with another claw tip. Again the boy cupped a hand to his neck quickly and rubbed the spot and felt for a bug or something in his fur, but there was nothing. 

The vixen chuckled. "I know shopping isn't the most fun thing in the world, but try not to be a brat, mkay. How about you go get 3 boxes of Mac N Cheese, and bring them back here, mkay?"

"Sure mom!" The boy smiled, happy to be helping his mother with the shopping, and started to walk off to find the right aisle to go down. A few isles over the boy found what he was looking for, but there were so many kinds to choose from. He wondered if maybe he should pick out something new and better this time than the same kind of stuff they always get. 

The wolf followed little Evan, kneeling behind the boy, bringing his narrow muzzle up to the boy's ear and whispered "Evvvvaaaaan..." The kit gasped and turned around, expecting someone to be standing there, but there was nothing. There was a feeling along the side of his muzzle like he was being petted. The kit raised up a hand and cupped his own cheek and the sensation stopped. Something didn't feel right, what was wrong with him? Evan then felt a large warm paw press against his stomach and force him to stake a step back against the shelves behind him. That hand dimpled in his stomach and stroked up to his chest and the boy watched his own shirt being raised up in the process, but nothing was there pulling it up that he could see. 

The box of pasta he had been holding in his hand dropped to the floor and panic swelled up within him. He opened his mouth to call out for his mother, but and unforeseen hand closed its fingers around his muzzle and jaw, and clamped it shut hard preventing anything from coming out but a whimper of fear. The boy's eyes were wide with fear, darting around. NightmareWolf let his shadowy face become semi-visible to the boy just to enhance the boy's fear all the more as he said "I got you now kiddo. Heh heh heh!" and just like that the shadowy wisps of the wolf's face faded into nothing! 

There was no one else in the aisle, and the boy was pinned to the shelves. He started to squirm, trying to push whatever it was that held his muzzle close away using his hands. But his paws slipped across his own face, not able to remove the grip of the evil spirit upon him. The hand on his chest slide back down over his stomach and he felt it slip into his shorts! Evan let out a whimper of dismay and panic as he felt his little sheath and balls being rubbed and rolled around. Tears started to well up in Evan's eyes as he tried with all his might to cry out, to make any noise that would draw help from an adult at his point. The boy reached his arms up onto the shelf above him and grabbed anything he could, dropping it down onto the floor.

That is when NightmareWolf yanked the boy down onto the floor, rolled him over onto his chest, and pinned him down. With his head firmly pressed to the cold tile floor, the boy's legs were grabbed by the ankles and spread open, even though it felt like one hand remained holding his muzzle shut, and another pressed his head down. The evil lupine's shadowy tentacles allowed him to grab the boy's limbs, all of them at once, and pin them down to the floor, while the wolf's evil 10-inch cock emerged from his loins and pulsed with desire. The boy was held so firmly down to the ground, and being in this form the wolf didn't have to worry about the cub's clothing. He lowered his cock through the shorts, through the boy's little undies, and pressed his cock into that warm soft cleft, spreading those cheeks open and soon kissing that tiny little ring under it. 

Evan whimpered just as loud as he could, but still, no one came to his rescue, and soon his rear end was opened up. The broad head of the wolf's cock caved his little pucker inward, but the pressure continued to grow until the flesh started to spread open. The tears flowed freely out of Evan's eyes as the wolfy laughed darkly above the pinned child, and pressed his hips down, slowly sinking his cock into that innocent living body. After a good 4 inches of the wolf's cock had been pressed inside, NightmareWolf felt that little body going weak under him. "Your struggles only feed me, Evan, accept your fate, die slowly and helplessly for me." The wolf said to the boy releasing the cub's wrists and ankles now, knowing they would lay nice and still, even while he continued pushing his dick further up into the boy's rectum. 

The boy couldn't move, he couldn't cry out for help, he felt the tight grip around his muzzle ease open and even his lips parted, but the kid couldn't even cry for his mother. Soon enough the wolf started to rape and rut, pumping his hips up and down, sawing that ghostly cock through it's the latest victim, drawing the very energy that gave the boy life from him. The wolf fed slowly, savoring the suckling of power out of the boy through the rape he was committing. Feeding like this was always so pleasurable to the wolf. The boy's passage was smooth and soft, and hugged over every last inch of his cock as the wolf pulled back until just the head of him was inside the boy, and then just as slowly slid it all the way back in, so deep he would bottom the boy out and press those insides upward to make room for the oversized kiddy fucker between his legs. 

NightmareWolf delighted when his prey broke so easily like this, their minds retreating to anywhere else but here with him, trying to endure what he did to them to make them suffer. The boy's mouth was soon filled with two thick lupine fingers that rubbed on his tongue while the boy drooled onto the floor. The wolf lowered his large muzzle down and pushed his tongue into the boy's open and explored his ear, licking around, and forcing his tongue deep into the inner ear it seemed. The boy's right eye squeezed close from the sensation and his head shook until that tongue pulled free. Evan saw the wolf's head above him now, no longer a shadow or whisper of black smoke. The wolf continued to hide from everyone else, but being inside the boy's body now, he could share with Evan his frightening true form. For another minute the wolf looked down into the eyes of the boy as he fucked his sweet little ass a touch longer. "Mmmmm Evan, you feed me so well. It's time I take your soul. It's time you die. It's time for me to feast upon you." 

Enough of Evan's life force had been raped from his little body. The wolf pulled his cock free and gently rolled the kit over onto his back, spreading his arms and legs out wide on the floor, displaying him like the helpless victim he always was. The wolf crawled over the boy into the 69 positions, his dripping ghost dick hovering over the boy's face. Opening that muzzle wider using his fingers, NightmareWolf dipped his cock head down between those lips. Evan could taste the wolf, the warm salty tang of lupine meat, it slid down his tongue, the thick cock head plugged the back of his throat. "Say goodbye Evan..." the wolf murred in dark pleasure as he pressed his loins down, sunk the rest of his dick into the boy's gullet, and let his balls rest on the kid's flaring nostrils. Evan began to shake, all his arms and legs twitching all at once yet he couldn't move while his throat clamped down over that pulsing wolf penis that cock-gagged him. 

"Oh my god! HELP!" Someone at the end of the aisle called out, seeing the young kit laying upon the floor sprawled out, shaking. "He's having a seizure!" The woman cried as she rushed over to see Evan there, wide-eyed, mouth open, hearing him choking and gagging so loudly. It took just seconds for others to come to join in, and watch the boy suffer while NightmareWolf basked in the boy's very life slowly coming to close around the girth of his cock. The wolf gently pumped his hips up and down as the boy was cradled by the woman, and others came over to assist. "Someone, call for help! Please, he's choking! I don't know what to do!" 

NightmareWolf growled, "There is nothing they can do to save you now Evan, you belong to me!" The wolf pressed his swelling knot into the boy's muzzle, forcing those jaws to open wide then they were before. "That's it, let go!" the wolf encouraged at the boy's trembling started to subside. 

"BABY!" Evan's mother came rushing up, a sobbing wreck as she knelt beside her baby boy and cupped his head up off the ground, pushing his mouth even further over that engorged knot. NightmareWolf bellowed out, climax ripping through his loins. As the ghostly cum rocketed through hips penis, sharp vicious ethereal barbs and hooks expanded out of the length of his cock, hooking into the soft throat of Evan's soul. Like a fish on a hook, the wolf yanked his hips up, and set those sharp barbs in deep, locking Evan's soul to his pulsing and cumming cock. Planting one firm foot to the floor the wolf growled as he stood up and ripped his cock out of Evan's mortal body, ripping the boy's soul out with it, causing Evan's body to lurch up and then fall back into his mother's arms, limp and gone. 

NightmareWolf hissed in orgasmic pleasure as he reached down and stroked over the head of Evan's soul, still locked around the knot of his dick, the fox's body dangling between his legs as he steps back and admires the frantic emotional scene of a mother watching her boy die right there in the supermarket, not knowing the wolf just violated him. The wolf retracted the spikes and barbs from his soul ripping cock and slid Evan's own ghostly form off and held the little fox in the air in both his hands. Looking at the sobbing scared boy in his eyes, the wolf licked his lips and opened his lupine maw extra-wide before taking the boy's head and shoving it face-first into the back of his maw. 

Evan's spirit kicked his legs and arms, fighting, wanting to go back back to his body, not wanting to be eaten by the wolf, but no matter how hard the boy fought, the wolf's throat continued to swallow, harder and hard, pulling the cub deeper as those large lupine hands held the cub tight, refusing to let go. Lurching forward with snaps of his jaws, NightmareWolf feasted on a fresh young soul, consuming the very essence of the boy until all that left were two cute little foot paws poking out of his mouth. Looking down at the poor vixen holding her baby, rocking back and forth in agony, he would curl his tongue around the underside of those paws and pull them into his maw, finally closing it down and making a few more heavy swallows before Evan now fed the evil beast. 

NightmareWolf's body didn't distend like he had consumed anything at all, things simply worked differently on the plane of existence which he was within. But deep within his stomach, the wolf could feel and even hear Evan's sobs and crying from within him, as the boy was slowly consumed and would nourish his evil spirit, adding to the already obscene amount of power the wolf possessed. Giving the crowded scene before him one final look, the wolf turned and slowly strolled away, every step measured and gracefully as the wolf gazed at all the choices this new level of power brought him. Much like the supermarket was for the living, the world was filled with so many things to play with, to eat, to destroy and consume. On his way out of the supermarket he a young attractive looking canine husky female, with a nice round pregnant stomach. "Mmmm.. desert!" he chuckled to himself at the sight of the girl. 

She had finished her shopping and was heading back to her van, and loaded it up. After she slipped into the driver's seat and started it, the girl found her wrists grabbed and secured to the armrests on either side of her seat. She gasped and tried to lift them but the more she fought the harder the clenching around her wrists became until it started to become very painful. She screamed out, not understanding what was going on. Those frantic bellowing cries from her, that made the wolf shiver with joy. Her open barking mouth was hot, NightmareWolf had to give her a big tongue kiss the next time she opened her muzzle wide. 

The moment game and before the cry could exit her throat, a hot slick wolf tongue filled her mouth just as the wolf's hand slid up and clenched her left breast, compressing and kneading it aggressively through the fabric of her shirt. The young female husky cried out as something had a hold of her, yet she saw nothing, much like Evan did just minutes ago. NightmareWolf slid his hand down from the abused breast down her round stomach making her pant and gasp in absolute fright from the molesting tough. The wolf slowly dipped his fingers into her body, licking his lips as he reached into her and stroked the unborn life within her. The unborn was sweet-tasting, not much energy too them, but they were like candy to the supernatural wolf. The trembling restrained husky girls started to beg openly. "Please, stop, whatever you are! Oh god, please just don't hurrrrr...." she was cut off as she felt a pressure inside her stomach. Looking down she could the indentation of a hand resting on the side of her stomach, while something was moving inside of her.

The poor husky girl was too scared to move, fearing something bad would happen. Though really something bad was already happening. The wolf carefully took that umbilical cord and coiled it around the puppy's tender little neck, and then used his other hand to take a firm hold on its legs. The wolf stretched the unborn baby out within its mother until it was straining. No doubt mom felt the anguish of her little one and she started to cry openly and scream for help. Her cries were heard by other people walking past her van who quickly came over and looked inside to see a screaming thrashing young husky mother in the driver seat. One of the bystanders opened the driverside door just as the wolf gave a tug of his hands in different directions and ended the little life within its mother before it could even have a chance. 

NightmareWolf released the unborn child's legs and pulled its soul out of its mother by the severed umbilical cord and as the husky girl screamed and cried about how something just happened while she clutched her stomach. She'd live, maybe even get knocked up again if she recovered, but NightmareWolf slowly dangled that severed soul of the unborn over his wide-open mouth and delicately closed his maw down around it. His tongue pushed that little thing back and forth to the sides of his jaw, to the roof of his mouth, playing with it, tasting every inch of its tender body and savoring the bittersweetness before making a single heavy swallow, and taking that soul into own dark essence. 

The evil wolf couldn't be stopped, no one but the dead could understand what was happening to them, and even if anyone did, how do you stop a ghost-like him from ending you? The darkened soul of the wolf slipped out of the van, leaving the husky female he had no interest in to suffer. The wolf made his way down the sidewalk a little way before an otter on a pair of rollerblades zoomed by him. The spry young boy looked about 11. Not quite a teen, but plenty of energy to feed him, and that smooth athletic body couldn't go another day without having the wolf savor it in his own dark demented ways! The wolf's legs dissolved as his spirit took flight and he followed the boy close by for a bit. The wolf waited for the perfect moment for the boy to be rolling past someone else on the sidewalk before he reached out and punched the otter in his thigh, knocking him off balance and straight into an older dog. The impact was hard for both. The wolf could only laugh as the adult dog started to bark and yell at the boy for being so reckless and demanding he take those damn things off his feet or he'd call the cops on him!

The boy not wanting to get in any more trouble agreed and did as the stranger told him just so the police didn't have to be called. The dog eventually started to limp away, leaving the boy to slip his protective helmet off his head and enter into nearby music store so he could use the bathroom. Of course, the music junkie skunk behind the counter pointed the otter boy towards the back of the store to the bathroom, and NightmareWolf followed right behind that unsuspecting child. The energy of both souls he consumed was just starting to surge through his evil spirit now. This otter was going to get it 3 maybe 4 times as worse as the others. The wolf flexed his fingers and toes anxiously, waiting for the boy to be alone. Finally, that bathroom door closed and the wolf let his dark energy fill the room, sealing the door, blacking out the window, the lights above turning red. 

The otter looked around him and at the sudden change in color and when he turned around the see the dark demonic-looking black wolf standing over him with yellow eyes, white gleaming saliva-dripping fangs, the otter screamed and fell onto the floor in defense of himself. That scream didn't exit this bathroom though, the wolf prevented it. The walls started to bleed, rolls, and lines of blood flowing down them for added visual effects to scare the boy. It worked like a charm too, the boy looking around and realizing he was in a living woken nightmare! Blood ran down onto the floor and formed pools which grew firm muscled tentacles which coiled around the otter's wrists and legs, and pulled the boy off the floor into the air. The little guy screamed and thrashed as he was pulled off his feet and spread open in the air before the wolf. 

The wolf laughed as the otter screamed for help and replied: "Don't worry boy, I'm GOING to help myself to your soul!" The wolf lifted his hand up, gripped at the very air without touching the otter and yanked his hands down and away, in the same moment every stitch of clothing was ripped off the otter's body and fell to the ground in tatters. The otter groaned, body spread, exposed, his boy bits on display to the wolf. Oh, how the little cutie tried to squeeze his thighs closed in modesty, but the tentacles prevented the kid from being so shy. "What's wrong little man? Embarrassed? That's sooooo cute!"

NightmareWolf licked his lips and reached a hand down to guide his massive pulsing 10-inch dick up into the air from between his legs "Looks like mine is bigger, huh boy? HAHAHAHA!!" the wolf laughed while the otter sobbed and cried out harder for help. "Mmmm, no one can hear you now, it's just you, and me. Now what do you wanna do first, ride it.. or SUCK IT!?" the wolf growled. The tentacles forced the otter down onto the floor into the kneeling position before the wolf. "Oooh you want to offer me your mouth, how nice of you!" the wolf teased, forcing the boy into positions and mocking him. The wolf took his cock in his hand and stepped up to the boy and began rubbing his warm pulsing organ over the otter boy's soft face. "Mmmm, I love it when a boy cries on my cock!" he said, rubbing those tears into the otter's cheek fur with his dark-colored shaft. 

The wolf lifted his cock up and released it, the weight of it pulling it down and smacking the boy right on the bridge of his short muzzle and between his eyes, a wet splat of precum marking the boy's forehead. The trembling crying child begged "Please God, help me!" he dared to say. 

"Grrrrr! God can't save you from me cuttie. Now..." the wolf dragged his cock head down the length of that muzzle, letting his precum leave a trail of wetness across his fur until it dribbled over his nose and lips. "Ooooooopen wide! Hehehe, and look up at me!" the boy's eyes were cast up as the wolf raised a single finger, and then slowly curled it down, and as he did the otter's mouth opened, presenting itself to that dripping wolf dick. NightmareWolf stepped forward and pushed his cock into that boy's hot little mouth and filled it with half his dick in a split second. The wolf then made a closing motion with his hand and the otter's lips hugged the wolf's penis tight, and the boy's tongue got to work licking and slurping that massive cock. The boy got a real taste for the dick of an evil ghost, mixing with the rich salty precum that pours out over his tongue and made the kid swallow several times as he sucked on the wolf against his own will. 

"Damn kid, doesn't your mommy feed you? You're gulping my juices down like you're hungry. Don't worry, I'll fill your belly up, give you your last meal! Muahaha!" The wolf reached his hand down, grabbed the back of the boy's head, and pulled him all the way down on his dick, deepthroating the child and leaving the boy's nose lips and chin pressed against the wolf's dark crotch fur. "Uh oh! That too much dick? Hmmm, can't say? Well good, you shouldn't talk with a full mouth anyhow!" NightmareWolf wasn't out of evil tricks, not by a long shot. As his furry tail wagged behind him in joy from raping the throat of another boy, he morphed his tail into a long tentacle shaped cock with a red-colored wet dripping end, perfect for snaking its way into vulnerable little holes on innocent young ones. 

"Mkay now, tail UP!" The wolf flicked his finger up and the otter uncontrollably lifted his tail up and exposed his cleft and anus. "And IN we go!" the wolf wagged his finger in a circle before making an upward thrust which ended with the wolf's tail whipping around behind the boy and plunging 12 inches into the kid's guts, instantly breaking his rectum and pushing against the front of his stomach to bulge it from the inside out! The boy exhaled a violent scream around the wolf's cock in his throat at that moment. "Oooh, that's nice, lets stir your insides, shall we?" The wolf pointed his finger down and started to twirl it around and around as if he was using his finger to mix something inside a bowl. In reaction to that the wolf's tentacle cock tail started to move around in a big circle deep inside the little otter's stomach and torso. There were slurps and crunches and squishes and slurps as everything was forced into new spots. And the entire time this happened, the otter was still looking up into the wolf's yellow eyes. "Oooh kiddo, your insides blend up so well!" The wolf cheered, still twirling his finger around and around as he could feel the boy's inner organs becoming mush. 

The wolf licked his chomps and smiled toothily as he held the kit's head in one hand and pulled his cock free of the boy's throat who coughed up a spray of blood as soon as that cock left his throat. "Mmmm you sexy little critter." The wolf said, stroking his own dick off that extra little bit before he rather casually blasted the boy's face with a lot of hot evil spirit spunk that was a mix of gray and black, nothing like living cum! The salty ghost jizz splatter the otter's face and chest as the kid went limp, hanging by his arms which remained tightly held in those tentacles. The tail cock still mixed and thrust inside the boy who was fading so fast. 

NightmareWolf grinned and reached out with his hands and took the boy's ankles. "You know my favorite part of Thanksgiving? Is when you grab the wishbone, and you pull it until it splits in half." The wolf's tail surged up into the otter and pushed out through the boy's mouth with a spray of gore and blood, fully impaling the otter before spreading its hooks and barb which were clearly visible for the 8 or so inches extending out of the boy's gaped mouth. That tail yanked back down, setting those hooks firmly into the boy's soul. "Make a wish! HAHAHAHAAAA!" the wolf's arms bulged with strength and he used the grip on both the boy's legs to pull them in different directions until the boy's body couldn't take the strain and tore right up the middle of his body. The boy's spine and ended up being pulled off with the left half of his body, along with the head as the otter was ripped into two and the boy's insides pour out with a wet splat across the floor of the bathroom. 

Discarding the otter's mortal form, all that remained was the boy's soul, his essence left impaled upon NightmareWolf's tail cock. The wolf reached out with his hands and grabbed the boy's hips and slowly sawed that barbed monster in and out of his several times, pulling back far enough that the cock head would slip down into the boy's mouth and throat, and then pushing it deep again through his entire body until it emerged out of his mouth, again, and again until the boy's soul energy had faded that extra little bit. The wolf pulled his tail cock back into the boy until the head was once again in the boy's throat, and that is when he reached up and closed the boy's throat and looked it his eyes "You.. are.. delicious!" he said, giving the boy's face a lick before one final time, pushing his tail cock up, but this time it didn't start sliding out the otter's mouth, it pressed to the roof of his mouth, through the muscle and bone, up into his skull, and out through the top of his head. 

The otter's energy was quickly absorbed into the wolf's tail and the ghostly spirit of the violated boy dissolved into nothingness as the wolf consumed him in a different way than the others he took today. The light in the bathroom returned to normal, the walls were clean, no longer smeared with blood, but the floor was a disaster. An otter that was torn in half and all his inside spilled out, lay on the bathroom floor at the wolf's feet as a heavy knock came to the door. "Hey! What's going on in there!?" bang bang bang!

The door flys open, there stands the skunk from the front counter, he looks down, his eyes go wide, and instantly he is in shock. The music man can move, he can't speak as he looks at the gore left on the floor. NightmareWolf simply step down onto one otter's head, squashing it flat and causing a gush of blood and brain to squirt up and smack the skunk right in the chest! "AAAAAAAAAAAH OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK! FUUUUUUUCK! AAAAHHHH FUCK! IT'S ON ME! GET I OFF GET IT OFF!!!" and the skunk starts running around, freaking out while covered in otter boy blood and brains, knocking over expensive guitars and drum sets. Other people in the store start to panic from all the screaming and the sight of the skunk running around in a panic! NightmareWolf, he simply steps casually towards the door, even pushes the door open as he exits, like he's a normal person, and no one sees him!