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  1. * Candlewax will gladly take ´er first. He IS the one with the big urge to breed, after all... and she´s been marked, likely to be snatched up and taken for Keet to witness it. Where should we start?
  2. * |Berry_Punch| had decided to take a little walk to get some air, having spent the night doing the usual: drinking. Ruby Pinch had nearly caused an incident while Keet and company were visiting earlier, and had turned to the bottle when yelling at her daughter had run its course. She stumbles about close to her shop, an empty bottle tossed onto the ground near a trash bin, the mare heading near a pile of trees
  3. <|Berry_Punch|> {ffffffuckin' kid...}
  4. <|Berry_Punch|> {couldn'ta been born an earthie...}
  5. * |Berry_Punch| slumps against a tree, holding her head, a red streak across her face as her mind swims
  6. * Candlewax , rather coincidentally, was out for a walk as well, strolling among the trees to clear his head and catch some of the forest´s smells, even if they came from a rather sparse group of trees... it was then that he smelled stale alcohol, and could hear complaints and a bottle tossed, and quickly tracked down the mare from afar... he hid behind a tree, and had a proper, longer look at this mare, taking in the smell once more
  7. * Candlewax from a bit closer while he wasn´t sighted
  8. * |Berry_Punch| certainly smelled of ethanol, her breath laced with whatever she had been drinking, and it had given her a bit of a stomach, her belly clearly showing as she sat down against the tree, but there was another scent mixed in with the undesirable one: pheromones. Estrus season was nearing its end, but it was still hitting this one, a certain need emanating from the drunken mare as she holds her stomach
  9. * Candlewax blinked, and took another deep sniff... perhaps he´d cross that off his list after all. He went around and started approaching from behind, keeping his steps quiet and looking around the entire time, hoping there was no one to witness what he was about to do, or hear it. No one that might interrupt what he was about to do. Seeing no one, he finally loomed from behind the tree she had been sitting at, and gave her a good,
  10. * Candlewax long look from up close. It mattered little if she noticed him and turned around now, but he wanted one good look to admire what may just be his newfound prey
  11. * |Berry_Punch| had a nice body to her, the purple mare, her mane a slightly messy purple-pink, exhaling, her bum pressing back against the tree's trunk. Fortunately, she didn't seem like she was about to hurl, but she was horribly disoriented, and definitely easy prey for more than just the wolves
  12. * Candlewax just sat to bask in it for a few seconds, focusing on what he was about to claim... he focused enough that onlookers would notice his coat getting longer, wiry too, and that grin of his getting a little sharper. Not a complete transformation, but it altered his looks visibly, though he held it in to at least keep the wits to truly enjoy it. Finally, to disorient her further and begin the brief ¨hunt¨ and the claiming o
  13. * Candlewax f his prize, he grabbed both her lower legs telekinetically, and dragged her away from the tree, keeping her on her back to have one last look and approach
  14. <|Berry_Punch|> (sorry, more laundry)
  15. <|Berry_Punch|> ...whuh? whasat?!
  16. * |Berry_Punch| falls over onto her back, looking around through her fuzzy eyes, her back legs kicking against the telekinetic grip while her front legs grab at the grass around her
  17. <Candlewax> > She quickly finds out what that was... a slightly wolfier Candlewax, having gone around her and now standing in front of her with a sharpened grin and big eyes that almost glowed with newfound malice. Or that´s what she would see, if her vision was clear; surely that must be much stranger when seen through hungover eyes... his touch, however, was a little easier to feel, one hoof getting a strong grip on her thigh and trying to
  18. <Candlewax> sink down to test for softness; he hoped what they said about alcohol fattening was ever so slightly true
  19. <Candlewax> ...hrrhrhrr~
  20. <|Berry_Punch|> > It certainly was true: there was some softness to her frame, his paw sinking into the excess calories brought along with frequent alcohol consumption, and, if Candlewax were looking there, he would see it wasn't the only puffy part: her netherlips were clearly showing between her thighs, and they seemed quite receptive, despite the mare's disoriented thrashing
  21. <|Berry_Punch|> haaaah get the fuck offa me!
  22. <Candlewax> > That it was, he let himself slip further into his lupine form, holding back just enough to speak, but for all intents and purposes this was a werewolf. One that then sank his other paw onto her thigh, feeling it up thoroughly, and then advanced further... one paw on her breast, the next one on her belly, next one on her chest, forcing her down, and finally both pinned her forehooves down against the grass, holding her down
  23. <Candlewax> helplessly with monstrous strength and leaving her staring helplessly into the big eyes of a panting Candlewax. He had yet to mount her, but she could already feel something very big resting between her legs, pressed initially against her teats, then sliding back, starting to aim and prodding her lips
  24. <Candlewax> Hrrh... nnot gonna.
  25. <Candlewax> Waited the whole month for this...
  26. <|Berry_Punch|> > She shook her head rapidly from side to side, groaning as she futilely tried to fight off her assailant... though the concept of seeing a cock was definitely nothing new to her, the mare frequently visited by "customers" well after dark, once Ruby had gone to sleep. Her cheeks are flushed red, feeling that huge rod between her breasts, the tip pressing against her underbelly
  27. <|Berry_Punch|> y-you... agh, fuuuuuuck, n-not gonna... not gonna get away with this, ugh...
  28. * Candlewax , in this form, was likely bigger than her average customer, maybe bigger than any of them. The shape was twisted, a combination of equine and canine that had both ring and knot to it, if she could even see it, its usually flat tip now slightly pointed forward. He laid his chest down on hers, pressing her down and staring her eye-to-eye, snout to snout, before starting her torment, pushing into her until the tip made it in,
  29. * Candlewax and then inexorably sliding it inside her, no matter how much resistance she or her canal put against his shaft, and his ring... he only stopped when it bumped against his knot, which he stretched her out a little with to hear her screams. After a pause like this, his eyes boring into her, he began his violation proper, with slow, quivering thrusts barely under any control at all
  30. <Candlewax> Nnnnh....~ Yeah...? Go and tell~
  31. <|Berry_Punch|> > She weakly swung at Candlewax's face with her forelegs, most of them completely missing their mark, and the moment he penetrated, she released a shill scream, stretching out her estrus-hungry nethers, and giving her what she had craved night after night: a cock filling her completely, that sense of fullness a very satisfying distraction from loneliness and life, but this one... this one hurt. She was flailing
  32. <|Berry_Punch|> however much she could, her thighs spread wide, a small squirt running out of her sex nonetheless
  33. <|Berry_Punch|> HaaaaWAAAAAAHHHHHH! Mnnnn, f-fuuuuuck, this... is t-thish a dream...?
  34. * Keet is now known as keetiesleepie
  35. * Candlewax even allowed some of her swings to land, and didn´t budge in the least even when connecting fully. Hard to stop a lycanthrope in her position, she could do nothing but allow this painful ravaging, of the sort her body craved and was finally getting, even more than it or she could have ever asked for. He couldn´t stay slow for long, he was shaking with desire and his will was taxed enough by keeping from fully wolfing ou
  36. * Candlewax t at this hour. He tucked her back legs around his waist, forcing her thighs to press against him, and briefly dug one claw into her breasts hard enough to sting, but not pierce, before pinning her down again and moving on to rutting her, harshly and mercilessly. Even in her state she could hear the ring popping in and out, let alone hearing it, and the sudden pain of that knot stretching her out in its attempt to make it
  37. * Candlewax inside almost brought her out of her haze every time
  38. <Candlewax> (Night Keet)
  39. <Candlewax> Nnnh, yeah~... it´s MY dream~! Start screaming~!
  40. <|Berry_Punch|> > She was just bouncing back and forth at this point, her forelegs falling to her sides as muscle control left her, the intoxicated and very aroused mare a slave to the extreme pain and pleasure she was feeling. Waxie got his wish, alright, as the sensation of the ring popping in and out caused her to scream her lungs out, really feeling as though she could tear in half at any point, or at least leave with a broken
  41. <|Berry_Punch|> hip, his cock leaving an enormous imprint in her abdomen as it mashed itself into her womb time and time again. She was squeezing incredibly tightly, and her feeble protests were clearly falling on deaf ears, the two the only ones in the vicinity
  42. * Candlewax was now going outright wild with her screams, no longer caring about tormenting her and going in for his own sick pleasure. His thrusts got powerful, strong as only a werewolf could manage, they made her actively bounce against the ground with each impact like it was a bed, like he wanted to leave her imprint into the grassy ground. Each thrust distended her insides further and further, she could almost see her belly
  43. * Candlewax bulging out every time he went in, and each time his knot stretched her entrance out a little more, the pain stung harder, and he went in just a few millimiters further. He´d be popping in soon, and her only luck was that both a few droplets of early precum and her own unwanted arousal softened it all up a bit
  44. <|Berry_Punch|> > Her head thumped the tree behind her, sending her already clouded mind into even more of a swirl as her eyes slammed shut, but of course these sensations were trumped completely by the one between her legs, small squirts of her juices accompanying his thrusts into her now sopping wet sex. More shrill screams followed, her forehooves weakly pounding the grass and soil around her, her back legs pressing against his
  45. <|Berry_Punch|> sides as she was made a complete slave to his whims, never having experienced a male quite like him before, and while receptive at that, too
  46. * Candlewax heard the thump, and pulled her back just a bit to avoid that happening again, he wanted her awake, even if dazed... the squeals of pain kept him informed that he still had her how he wanted. He finally pinned her forelegs down again, immobilizing her completely so she could not even struggle anymore, and rammed himself in as far as he´d go... and that monstrous knot of his finally popped into her, audibly and painfully.
  47. * Candlewax With her stretched this far out at last, it was a cinch to rut her as hard as he wanted from the start, tip to the bottom of the knot in each thrust, only Keet had known him this wild. More precum spewed from his tip, making this all possible in the first place, and he only stopped when he felt his shaft twitch, deep inside her, so she could feel it too and know what was coming
  48. <Candlewax> NRRRAAAH! Almost there... Gonna BREED ya now! I´m gonna make you a MOM~! TAKE IT IN!
  49. * |Berry_Punch| was beyond the point of comprehension, but she was still conscious and still sensitive, the alcohol numbing her nerves just enough to prevent her from passing out. She groaned loudly, her voice now quite hoarse from screaming and dehydration, merely a toy in his paws, and little more than a cocksleeve, one who was ready to breed at that. She did, however, manage a high pitched cry as she flew over the edge
  50. * |Berry_Punch| from his last thrust, a huge surge of her juices running against his hanging sack, her lower half convulsing as she reached the point of zenith through the mind clouding pain
  51. * Candlewax ´s willpower ran out, confronted with both her squeezing, dribbling climax and the final resounding squeal of her being pierced into this orgasm in the first place. It took only a couple more thrusts for him to reach his, finally clamping his maw shut and gritting his fangs as his now-drenched sack finally emptied into her, a volume of seed he could rarely put out and she had likely never seen before. It visibly fattened
  52. * Candlewax her up, quickly and violently, and it spilled out after just a few spurts, when his climax was only halfway done. She had been sowed with his seed, his sperm filling every last corner of her and immediately seeding up the egg she had ready for this season... or eggs, if she were so unlucky. No way around it, this vile beast had impregnated her with his litter, and given Ruby a sibling to be
  53. * |Berry_Punch| may or may not have realized this, but right now, her mind couldn't process much, only able to sense the extreme fullness, round from both his mass and the load shot directly into her womb, creating a nice, round imprint on her figure, the scent of her arousal mixing in with the alcohol as her pussy clamped, clenched, and milked him... and then stopping altogether as the mare drifts off into
  54. * |Berry_Punch| unconsciousness, the adrenaline from their furious rutting fading away, leaving her a sweaty heap of a mess at his paws
  55. * Candlewax kept the knot inside while he emptied himself out, and a little after that as he watched the mare finally pass out from the experience... his form returned to normal, his canine shape shifting away and leaving only a still aroused, but quite tired Candlewax smiling weakly and lying on her now-rotund belly, making a few circles on her fur... he wished he had a marker, to leave a few parting words written into her now
  56. * Candlewax pregnant belly, but he´d have to sate himseld with cleaning his dick off with her coat and mane, and walking away before anyone would spot him or her, as fast as his tired hooves could take him. Crossed off the list at last... he should keep an eye to see if it worked
  57. * |Berry_Punch| would have one hell of a time explaining what happened to Ruby should she be seen in this condition
  58. <Candlewax> > On the bright side, she´d get one hell of a nap out of it... even if she´d feel destroyed afterwards
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