On The Run from the Wolven (Open to one Male)

[Blaanid]

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The world is no longer the same after the Wolven invaded and took over. And now that only a few humans were left, the small groups were already afraid of what would soon happen to them if they were found. Even now human women were being hunted down like dogs, not to be killed, but used to breed, and though their men were quickly killed on sight, it was far more dangerous for a woman to be caught by the half man half wolf creatures. For as soon as they were caught, often they were mounted right then and there and bred until the male was sure that she would soon be giving him a litter.

Blaanid was one such woman on the run, she was not with the groups of humans hiding, she was on the run on her own knowing that if she was in a group then she could be found out sooner and easier, which was something that she didn't want at all. After all it was well known that with her family history, all of the women in her family had this strange ability to get pregnant just a little too easily, and it was no secret that women like herself would get pregnant with just one fucking, which made her situation even more dangerous. So for that night she hid in an abandoned hotel thinking that such a large building would make it easy for her to hide.

 

[justspitballing]

Blood. Blood was in the air. This was no surprise of course, a car had been knocked over, the driver behind the wheel was fleeing the city and he was trapped inside of the vehicle.

His head was gashed, he was bleeding bad, and a pack of Wolven surrounded the car. The Wolven were currently feeding on the dog of a man that had come to rescue the poor soul that was trapped in the car. A Great Dane was their current meal, they had already eaten the man that had moronically tried to save the man from the car, and they would eat the man in the car next. It was a good meal.

So, there being blood in the air was expected, but in the cold of night, in this mostly by now abandoned and destroyed city, Worg could smell crimson around him that did not come from the two human men or the dog. He could smell something else, something sweeter.

Worg was the leader of this pack. With him he had seven fellow Wolven hunting, there was more at home, at the den. They guarded it well. He led the pack hunts to the city, feasted on the human men they found, and when a fitting woman could be found, claimed her to be mated.

There were women Wolven to mate of course, but they could not have child, and children were always needed.

Worg being the leader of this pack was the most blessed with the gifts of the beast. He stood a good seven and a half feet tall. His eyes were like pure black pools. He was covered in dark fur. He had a long snout and sharp ears. His claws were made to cut through skin like butter. His tail hung down behind him. The only indications that he had human like aspects was how he walked on two feet, but not if he was running, and his feet still seemed oddly human.

His cock, that was a bit to large to be seen as human like. It was eleven inches long and two and a half inches thick. He was made to lead his pack, to be strong, and to breed. He also enjoyed being a Wolven and human trappings like clothing disgusted him. A few of the weaker, less blessed Wolven did wear clothes, but Worg always saw to it to look down at them.

Wolven were better then humans, they were stronger. Worg was the strongest.

In the cold night air Worg could smell on the wind a woman, a human woman, coming from a very large building close to them. He nodded to Quill, a white Wolven that was 7 feet tall, and motioned to him to keep feeding. Worg would claim this woman on his own. He did not need the packs’ help for this. If he could not do a simple task like that, then he should not be a pack leader.

He went into a running pace and moved quickly to the building the smell was coming from, a hotel. He smashed his massive body through the door of it and started traveling through it quickly. He could smell her well, he could find her easily.

Once he got to the floor she was on he moved through the hallway slowly. He put his right hand to the wall beside him and let his claws carve into it. It made a lot of noise. She would know he was coming. Humans panic and are often more easy to kidnap when they are scared. If she ran as a result Worg was sure he could chase her down. He would enjoy the chase.

He let his hand drag through the walls as he got closer to the room the woman was hiding in.

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid had fallen asleep, thinking that she was safe where she was hiding, her exhaustion was so great that she had at first barely heard the sounds of the creature. But as she woke more, hearing its claws upon the wall, it seeming to tease her and taunt her as it got closer, knew that it was coming for her.

And she knew that if it caught her, she was as good as bred. She had seen women over the years, thinking that they had been rescued, but instead having to face the horror of one of the creature’s young growing inside of them. It was now understood that once a woman was pregnant by these creatures, that the only escape would be death, for her body would forever crave the creature’s seed, to not only feed their young, but to in a way feed their need for the hormones it now provided. And so many of these pregnant women soon either found their way back to their “mates”, or died lacking the needed hormone.

So she knew, that if this creature did find her, it was over for her. But there was no where else to hide, no where she could go now, Blaanid was caged and about to have her freedom fucked from her.

Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate

 

[justspitballing]

Worg reached the middle of the hallway on the fourth floor. The woman clearly felt if she hid in this hotel deep enough, she could not be found. She had underestimated what hunted her, as the humans to often did.

He smelled the door leading into the room. Nothing smells better then a human woman ready to be taken. He backed up a few steps and charged forward. If the door was locked or not, it did not matter, he went right through it.

As he entered into the room and saw the empty bed before him, bright pink blankets covering it, dark, crimson red carpet on the floor, he approached it and looked around. He could smell instantly that she was hiding underneath the bed, but why spoil the fun?

He pretended to look in the bathroom and check the closet, and even went as far to head back for the main door, acting like he could not find her and was set on giving up. But right before he left he of course turned around and headed straight to where she was.

He grabbed the bed by its side and pushed it over to find the woman underneath. He quickly grabbed her wrists and pinned her down. He stuck his snout to her face and smelled her deep. She would be his now. She looked rather catching for a human woman and currently was wearing...

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid had thought that she was in a safe place, away from anyone, worg or human, that could or would attack her. So that night as she went to bed, she wanted to get as much good sleep as possible, so she had been wearing only a short night gown and a pair of panties, something that would now make it very easy for the beast to take her now, for she was open to him, her scent was now telling him that not only was she his now, but she was ovulating. And though her mind was terrified and didn’t want this to happen to her, her body was very much wanting this, her pussy was already slick and wet and her body was almost now calling out to her captor that she was ready now to be his broodmate.

Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate

 

[justspitballing]

The woman's simple, white, night gown did not stand a chance of covering her body. Worg let go of her wrist with his right hand. He used the left hand to pin her still, but the right one moved quickly. It grabbed onto the opening just over the woman's bosom and pulled down. The night gown was instantly ripped open, her supple breasts exposed to this beast.

Worg then saw to ripping off her panties. He yanked them apart and exposed her cunt. Her pussy was intoxicating with its smell. Worg felt instantly drawn to it.

"You move, I crack legs. You bleed while I fuck," Worg threatened in an angry growl.

He meant it too. As long as she was simply kept alive she could be mated with.

He kept his left hand pinning the woman's left wrist as he moved his body down and brought his face to her sex. He opened his mouth and stuck his massive tongue over it, moving it up and down, tasting the wetness of her pussy, liking up her woman hood. Her sent was over whelming.

He then slid the tip of his nose into her pussy. He smelled her deeply and paused, taking her in, and then he pressed forward. His snout in all its entirety entered into her hole. Her pussy was stretched out wide to fit him and he started eating out her sex.

 

[Blaanid]

Those words, made it very clear that she was not at all going to fight this, after all, in her mind, it was better to let this happen and live, then to die. But that didn’t stop her from crying and gasping with shock and a little pain as he began to eat her out, her pussy not yet stretchy enough to take so much of him into her.

All she could do then, was lay there, her thighs spread wide as this beast did things to her that had her body reacting as though there was pleasure, while in her mind she was screaming in terror. She just hoped that perhaps, this creature wouldn’t be fucking her, that perhaps he would just do this and she wouldn’t have to go through the terror of swelling with its cubs, only to give birth and be bred again and again for the rest of her days.

Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate

 

[justspitballing]

Worg could hear the woman crying in pain as his snout stretched out her womanhood. But her pussy made it clear that her body demanded this. She tasted so rich, he could eat her out for days. His tongue scraped her cervix as he kept pressing his head deep into her sex. His dick twitched, it didn't like being ignored.

Worg slowly removed his snout from her now gaping hole. The woman had been made wet enough. She could now take his shaft within her. He did not consider it a moment longer, he moved his body up and thrusted his massive, eleven inch cock into her cunt.

He fucked her hard. Jamming his dick into her at an extreme pace, fucking her with all his might. Slamming himself into her body with all the force he could.

"You will be mine now!" he said, and soon, his seed would be put deep into her, making that statement a fact.

 

[Blaanid]

There was a great deal of pain at first, but it was as though what he was doing to her was in a way breaking her mind. For her body was already needing and wanting to be fucked by the Wolven and the more he fucked her, the more her arousal peaked and her mind began to want to come along.

He was so big, and thick inside of her that she could feel every inch of him now as he moved inside of her, as his thrusts became harder and faster, it would seem the need to propagate their kind drove them all to the part of madness when it came to mating.

And now, with his huge cock fully within her, he fully seated within her body, she could hear his words, telling her that she would now be his and could not help but let out a whimper of both fear and need as her pussy clenched all around his thickness, as though her body was telling him that she was ready for her first insemination.

Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate

 

[justspitballing]

The woman's pussy vibrated and tightly clenched around Worg's shaft. It's tightness and wetness was to much for him to handle and it set his body over the edge.

Worg's cock was also greatly blessed by the beast. With his ejaculation coming the body of his shaft expanded out. Its thickness doubled in size. His dick became a mighty five inches thick inside of the lady, so big that he could indeed see a bit of a bulge from its mass. It would be far to big for her to ever hope to remove it. It would not be able to be taken out until he was nice and done. All male Wolven cocks did this to some extent when they were about to cum, but as always, Worg was the most blessed of his kind.

And then, after so much mass was added to his shaft he came. Strand after strand of white semen shot out of his dick which was pressed up right next to the woman's cervix. As such, it went straight into her womb, bathing it in his seed. Rope after rope, strand after strand, he filled her womb as only a Wolven could.

But, he wasn't done yet. He needed to make sure she would have a good litter. So he kept thrusting his cock inside of her, dedicating himself to do it until he could cum in her once more. His cock was now so much larger and he thrusted it seemingly much harder to get himself good and ready again.

"We are just starting," he growled.

 

[Blaanid]

Now she could feel him swelling within her, and when he had entered her that first time, the stretching was painful, but now with him swelling even more inside of her, the pain was back and she couldn’t help but whimper this time. For even now, it was as though she could feel everything, she could feel him throbbing inside of her, squirting that potent seed inside of her knowing that soon she would be trapped with this creature and that her belly would soon be very swollen with his young.

Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate

 

[justspitballing]

Worg wanted to keep fucking this new, soon to be, slave to his cock, but he also wanted to bite her head off. She was still a human, her flesh would still taste nice, and he was thrusting into her so intensely now he could feel his animal like nature taking over. He had to let out his rage a bit.

He at last let go of the woman's wrist, just to grab onto her back and lift her up off the ground. He pulled her up like he was lifting up a feather. He was so immensely strong.

He moved her over and jammed her body up against the wall, his massive shaft still deep inside of her. He started fucking her against the wall and while he did with all his might his right hand punched itself into the wall just beside her head. Plaster went everywhere and a massive hole was left behind.

The hole stood there, intimidating as ever, a statement that at any moment Blaanid could be dead. But Worg kept his control and went on thrusting. His massive cock taking up so much space in her woman hood.

 

[Blaanid]

All the while, Blaanid couldn’t help but whimper and cry as this beast was doing this to her, for she knew that each and every time he came inside of her, that he would be putting an additional pup inside of her, and the more pups she was to carry, the more possessive the beast would be of her and the harder it would be for her to truly escape.

Though, by the time her belly would start to swell, she knew that there would be no escape, for this kind of pregnancy, both her life and the ones that she carried would now be dependent on the worg, for she would no longer just need food and water, she would need and soon crave his seed to also “feed” her.

Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate

 

[justspitballing]

Worg slammed Blaanid's body against the wall hard. It cracked behind them and then Worg came a second time, putting yet another load of cum straight into the woman's womb. He came just as hard as he did before, filling her up all the more.

He was feeling slightly tired and well pleased with himself. It was time for him to get going back to his pack, though it would be a bit of time before his dick went down to a proper size.

It wasn't something to worry about though, his massive cock still being inside of this woman would make her more easy to carry. He pulled her body away from the wall and held onto her back with his right paw. His left paw went to the ground and he started to run on his two feet and left paw, holding her body close to his as he did so. She was held under his mighty form as he moved quickly out of the room and down the stairs.

As they moved down the stairs his dick stayed deep inside of Blaanid, every now and then the gallops of movement causing it to jam against her cervix. Her body simply had to withstand the treatment.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs he quickly then headed for the front door of the hotel and left the building. Outside were his seven fellow Wolven waiting for him, Quill standing in front.

"Found mate," Worg said. His fellow Wolven cheered.

He lowered the woman down. His dick had shrunk down a bit, but not fully, he was impassioned though. He started to try to drag the cock out and it of course became stuck behind the opening of Blaanid's pussy. He strained and pulled, put his paws on her body and pushed her down while he tried to pull his cock out.

At last it was freed with a literal popping sound. It came out of her sex and cum came gushing out after it. He then picked her up and put her over his shoulder.

“We go back to den,” Worg said and then the Wolven pack was on the move.

 

[Blaanid]

When they had finally arrived to the Den, Blaanid soon found herself in what could only be described as a nest of sorts, she was placed deeply into the cave system that was the Wolven’s den, guarded by several other Wolven. And where she was placed, was covered in cloth, mattresses and even cushions everywhere. It almost looked like it was designed to be a place of comfort, a place to keep a woman comfortable during her breeding, gestation and then of course her birthing.

The cave system must have been huge, for Blaanid a feeling that she hadn’t seen all of it and would later learn that this part of the cave system was for her and Worg only, that there many other pockets where some of the males slept, guarded and even kept their own mates.

And though she was truly terrified, her pussy still slick with his seed and her belly swollen with what would later be his young, Blaanid soon found herself curled up upon one of the mattresses, her body seeming to slowing and shutting down to allow her rest, as though it knew that Worg was not yet done with her.

Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate
Worg – Blaanid’s mate

 

[justspitballing]

The cave system that the Wolven lived in was massive. It was deep in the woods just a little bit away from the city Worg and his pack had just come from. Before the den there were several trip wires set up that were attached to some bells that made a very crude alarm system.

Worg didn't like it, it was to human like, but some of his fellow Wolven were not as blest by the beast as he was. They insisted on things like this and he agreed to keep the peace, but it annoyed him none the less.

Besides for the trip wires and just how deep Blaanid was in the cave system, there were of course the guards that protected the room that she rested in. Their names were Trist, Snap, Nightfall and Strife.

Trist, Snap and Nightfall were all women. Women Wolven tended to want to prove themselves and their worth to the pack very often, showing that they were still needed even if they could not have a child. All four of them were very blessed by the beast and could over power almost anything.

While Blaanid stayed confined in her room guarded by the four of them Worg talked to Quill about the success that they had in their hunt in the city.

"We did good, you found a good mate," Quill was quick to say.

Worg patted him on the back for his kind words but he wasn't done in his statements yet.

"I smelled them again though, other pack," Quill went on.

Worg nodded. There was a small Wolven pack that had been hunting in the city from time to time. The city belonged to Worg and his pack. They had the right to it, the beast had given it to them for their might and power. Worg would allow this pack to take things from the city from time to time, but they needed to keep their distance from Worg's pack and understand their place. They were getting bolder as of late. Worg didn't like it.

"You keep smelling, let me know if you smell them again," Worg responded.

He patted his friend on the back once more and then left to check on some of the guards at the front of the cave and then later he would check on his new mate.

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid was both terrified and exhausted by all that had happened to her. She was now laying in something that seemed to be very much like a bed, only cleaner where she had been before. It almost seemed that these Wolven were cleaner than most humans right now.

But she really didn’t have much time to think about that, right now, with her belly still very full of her mate’s seed, she could feel something changing within her, her belly was cramping constantly, something that she would later come to understand was his seed even now impregnating her and that it was now her duty to suffer through these changes while she began to gestate Worg’s babies.

But attempting to sleep with everything that was going on, and with the air in the cave cold against her naked skin, Blaanid couldn’t help but begin to shiver with the cold. She sat up in the makeshift bed to look around, to see if there was at least something near that could help keep her warm. And it was then that she found a few warm looking blankets that she could see herself wrapping herself in them and finally laying down to rest.

And so, she did just that, wrapping her naked and freezing body in the warm blankets, and as she drifted off to sleep, she was surprised to find that the scent on them was something that she liked, that later she would find that same scent that she liked was actually that of her mate’s.


Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate
Worg – Blaanid’s mate
Trist, Snap, Nightfall and Strife (women) – Blaanid’s guards

 

[justspitballing]

Worg checked with the guards at the front of the cave as well as checked with some others to see if they had smelled the other Wolven pack in the city. None said they did, but Worg believed Quill with every part of his being. He would have to be ready for anything.

He headed back to where his new mate rested. Before he reached her he of course checked with her own guards. Trist, Snap and Nightfall were all in a spitting contest about who was the best Wolven out of them. Only Strife seemed to actually be guarding.

"Stop being children! Be wolves!" Worg scolded.

They quickly stopped their arguments and got back to the task at hand.

Worg nodded and moved past them. He traveled deeper into the cave and reached Blaanid's room. He saw her there, resting peacefully under some very thick blankets.

Clearly he had not put the fear in her deep enough for her to rest this soundly. She seemed so calm and at peace. She was almost inviting, like Worg wanted to simply sleep under the blankets with her.

But the thought was fleeting. She was to be his pet and she needed to be constantly reminded of that. She must live always in fear of him for she was human and her kind should never be given any kind of respect.

Worg decided there and then it was time to punish her. He did not need a reason. Her being at peace was reason enough. He grabbed the blankets on her body and tossed them aside, revealing her naked form. He lifted up one of his massive paws and brought it crashing down on her ass.

"How dare you think you can find warmth in these blankets! Only I, my body, can give you warmth!" Worg screamed.

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid couldn’t help it, the pain of being smacked like that had her screaming in pain, while at the same time, it had her pussy actually creaming. She was horrified by what was going on, while at the same time, her body was becoming fully aroused against her will. It was to the point that she couldn’t help but pant and moan, though no longer in pain, but with unwanted lust for her abductor.

Her body wanted him, wanted him deep inside of her, while at the same time her mind wanted to fight him. Blaanid didn’t know it yet, but she would need her mate to breed her often now, it would both help her through these pregnancies and help her stay healthy and warm since she was no longer allowed to wear clothing, since her breeding body needed to be bare so that her mate could see how her pregnancies were progressing and so that she was always sexually ready for him to breed her some more.


Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate
Worg – Blaanid’s mate
Trist, Snap, Nightfall and Strife (women) – Blaanid’s guards

 

[justspitballing]

Worg was both annoyed and captivated by Blaanid's moans. He wanted to put some fear into her, but she was already enjoying herself. The power of the beast seed was always great, and with Worg, like everything else, his seed was the most blest.

Still, this was supposed to be punishment and she was supposed to fear him. He should make her as uncomfortable and cause her as much pain as he could, if he could. So he smacked her ass again, and again, and again. He smacked both her cheeks until they were nice and red. A bright blush covered them.

But the punishment wouldn't stop there. He then grabbed her legs and spun her around. Her sex stared at him. He lifted his massive paw and brought it down and slapped her clit. He didn't smack it as hard as her ass, this was more of a warning. He wanted to see that fear in her eye.

He then slipped a finger into her pussy to check how wet she was now. See if she was still liking all of this and then he gave her clit one more good spank.

"You want to do anything, ask first. You can only do what Wolven say and if not, you hurt!" Worg commanded.

 

[Blaanid]

As soon as she felt his fingers enter her though, her body reacted to what he was doing to her. Her hips jerked and she let out a shocked gasp and then a moan of need, need that she didn’t want to express at all. But it seemed as though her body wanted something more of what he was giving her.

She looked back at him then, not fully aware of the fact that her ass was up in the air, her hips rotated in such a way that it looked very much like she was offering herself to Worg to fuck her again as she said to him, “I don’t want to have your babies, I don’t want you to fuck me. I want to go back…to sleep somewhere where I am safe from what you have done to me.”


Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate
Worg – Blaanid’s mate
Trist, Snap, Nightfall and Strife (women) – Blaanid’s guards

 

[justspitballing]

It was clear now, the woman's body was a slave to his cock but her mind hadn't broken yet. Clearly he couldn't give her form to much discomfort, but she did fear him. Worg's cock was hard now and he just wanted to fuck her. He was an animal after all.

He grabbed her legs and spun her around once more so her ass was facing him again and her face was facing the bed. He then slid his fully erect shaft into her pussy. He slammed it fully into her in one motion. The tip of it smacked against her cervix and he then slapped her red ass once more.

"You sleep when Wolven say you sleep!" he stated.

He started to fuck her hard in this doggy style position. He thrusted his cock into her with all his might over and over and over again.

 

[Blaanid]

That one quick motion, of him entering her pussy and she feeling him fully penetrate her was not just painful, it was shockingly pleasurable at the same time. And Blaanid couldn’t help but let out a howl of pain as he began to pump into her hard from behind, the sound of their flesh smacking against one another as he began to fuck her hard and deep filled the cave, Blaanid knowing that this would not end in her lifetime, that he would keep doing this to her, that it would be expected of her to conceive each and every time he fucked her so that she her belly would be huge with his pups, again and again.

Blaanid couldn’t help though, but sob now, as his cock continued to thrust into her, and as she was bred as though she were little more than a broodmate, she knew that the rest of her days would be like this and then of course birthing pup after pup for Worg.


Blaanid – soon to be the wolven’s mate
Worg – Blaanid’s mate
Trist, Snap, Nightfall and Strife (women) – Blaanid’s guards

 

[justspitballing]

Worg's cock went into a knot and he started to cum. Worg couldn't help it, despite how disobedient this woman was she had the most intense sex. It was a waste of his seed though. She was unquestionably already with a Wolven growing inside her. He wouldn't be able to get her pregnant multiple times from multiple different matings until after the ceremony they would hold to change her form a bit and make her part of the clan.

That ceremony would have to be prepared soon. He wanted to be able to force this women to give him as many pups as possible. He felt maybe that would be a good punishment for her, maybe that would put some fear into her.

"You can't go back. Soon you will be changed. Soon you wont be human, soon you'll just be an animal like us," Worg said.

He was trying to scare her a bit, she wouldn't end up looking like a Wolven or anything like that, but she was already giving into her animal instincts and soon she would change in the fact that she could conceive so many young.