Deep in the forest during the dead of night the hunter loped quickly through the underbrush while licking his lips. Tonight was the night of the full moon and soon he would fill himself with a delectable morsel of flesh. The humans in the village that the hunter kept watch over would prepare for him a live human to be his meal in agreement with the hunter's pact between them. The hunter would keep the people living in the tiny village safe from the creatures that lurked in the darkness and the s

Deep in the forest during the dead of night the hunter loped quickly through the underbrush while licking his lips. Tonight was the night of the full moon and soon he would fill himself with a delectable morsel of flesh. The humans in the village that the hunter kept watch over would prepare for him a live human to be his meal in agreement with the hunter's pact between them. The hunter would keep the people living in the tiny village safe from the creatures that lurked in the darkness and the s

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A badly injured and bloody Hougen traveled across the snow-covered lands of the Ohu Mountains while dragging himself farther and farther away from everything he had lost. The black and white Harlequin canine huffed and blinked blood out of his eyes as he slunk along while his long tail drooped across the ground and made a thin trail line in the snow. Not knowing his destination, Hougen moved along

`What a pan in the tail to have to come all the way out here just to get some privacy!' a young heavily muscled werewolf thought as he raced through forest of his homelands


The lycanthrope moved gracefully at top speeds as he weaved between trees and shrubs while pushing his massive form forward away from his pack and their night's celebration. Tonight was the night when Luna's form was to be blotted out by Gaia and the entire congregation of werewolves had gathered to see the red moon grow

The disappearance of Groomer from the Road Rovers headquarters had not gone unnoticed by the others. Hunter especially had been up in arms about the human woman's missing status and confronted Exile lengthily about it. The husky had been tight lipped at best about her whereabouts with a single response when Hunter had been particularly forceful a few days after...

"She never left the headquarters and won't be bothering us..." the golden retriever leader of the Road Rovers had been c

Sitting in bed with a full stomach watching as the creature you just thoroughly screwed snored quietly with a mouth caked with come was something that Exile found he would never tire of. The way Blitz breathing was steady and easily forth coming despite the harsh moans and pants that had excluded from him just hours ago was awe inspiring. Who knew the normally loudmouthed Doberman could be anything other than...loud?

Exile ran one of his paws over the sleeping canid's face and watched as the

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!” I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was just too unbelievable


“Let me get this straight; you want me, to give you two a potion, to help you turn a friend of yours…into…into…”


“Cum. Right.” one of the wolves spoke to me in a dead tone voice


“And then after that you want to use him as…cum…to impregnate your mate here and then birth him as a wolf? Am I understanding this correctly?&rdq

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Jon Talbain had been a lone wolf for as long as he could remember. Every since he had first changed into a werewolf during a full moon night on his fourteenth birthday the silver haired man had struck out on his own.

Coughing up a hundred plus pound figure of Doberman was not something one should try since it was both painstaking on the jaw and numbing for the stomach. Having a giant sized form in your stomach and then having to use your inner muscles to bring back out something as delicious as Blitz could never be a happy experience.

Nonetheless Exile spit the other Road Rover up from inside of him onto the floor of his room in a wet heap of soggy fur before he rubbed his muzzle to soothe the ache. Looki

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One in the morning found a vexed Exile drumming his claws against the wood of the desk in his room. He was thinking hard about something and the downward curve of his lips indicated that it wasn't a pleasant thing. Growling to himself the large Siberian Husky couldn't help but mutter something low under his breath as he clutched his fist and slammed it on top of the table