Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2010 16:54:37 +0000
From: john aldridge <pegasusunicorn52@msn.com>
Subject: The Wolf 11

This story contains sexual scenes between males of different species.
	If this type of material offends then you should not read
it. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age--no matter where you
live in the world--you are not to read this story by law.
	This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living
or dead or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
	The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication
or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which
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Copyright © 2010 EJA


THE WOLF

By

EJA

From Chapter Ten:
	The remainder of the men reached the same conclusion as Davy; the
first hunter had encountered the wolf and come off second best.
	`Go and find out what happened to him,' Davy's father said to a
second hunter. `If he's dead, I suggest you exercise more caution.'
	This one seemed a trifle more reluctant to follow his colleague's
footsteps. Nevertheless, he went.
	He, too, failed to return.
	Now it was only his parent and one other. Finally, when his
patience had worn thin, Davy's father addressed the remaining one. `Look,
you're the one who tracked this one to here. Just get out there and kill
that bastard for me.'
	As soon as the tracker was out of sight Davy felt himself lifted
and hefted over his father's shoulder. Then the man moved out and went
deeper into the cavern. `While we was waiting for you to come back, me and
my men did a lot of exploring. We found several exits from these caves and
I'm not gonna wait around for that wolf to come after me. I'm getting you
out of here and we're gonna go to a place where no-one will find us.'

Chapter Eleven


But Davy was having none of that. His father had failed to search the boy
when he grabbed him, thinking the child was still the same...a weak
individual just right to serve him without protest.
	But the past months had changed Davy out of all proportion; he had
no intention of being used and abused by his sire. So, moving cautiously,
Davy reached into the leg of the bearskin and retrieved the knife he had
made months ago.
	Then, as his sire moved around a large stalagmite, the boy raised
the knife and gave a downward thrust, driving the sharp blade into the
broad back.
	Davy's father let out a yell that echoed throughout the vast cave
and promptly dropped his son. `You...you...bastard!' the man yelled, trying
to reach round to extract the blade.
	Davy, nimble now, jumped closer to the man and pulled the knife
from his back. He danced away, the bloody blade ready to defend him. `I've
loathed you from the moment my mother died,' he told the big man who, by
now, was down on his knees. `I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't kill
her. But I won't be used as a servant ever again!' he promised. `I've a
life with that animal you spoke of and I'm not returning.' And, thus, he
moved closer to the weakened man and calmly slit his throat.
	The man gave a gurgle and the light went out of his eyes. His body
toppled forward and he died there on the floor of the cave.
	At that moment Marrok and Xxik appeared, the wolf's muzzle covered
in blood.
	With Xxik's help they took the four bodies well away from the tree
and dumped them in a ravine. Then, with a blast of flame, Xxik let loose a
load of boulders that buried them. Davy surveyed the grave site and gave a
sigh.
	`Unhappy, my love?' Marrok asked him.
	`I was just remembering how he was before my mother died,' the boy
explained. `He may not have been the best father in the world, but he loved
my Mom. I just wish he could have loved me--at least as a son. Instead he
just turned me into his slave.' Tears began to flow but the boy brushed
them angrily away. He looked up to the sky and uttered a prayer. `If my
father is with my mother, make sure they're happy--please?'
	Dragon and wolf looked at each other and nodded. Finally Marrok
said, `I think it best if I take Davy to our cave. What will you do?' he
asked the dragon.
	`Since my job is to protect both of you I think it would be well if
I were to find some sort of cave around here.' He studied the tree and its
gash. `I nearly lost my wings getting in and out of that hole but I get the
feeling I could find some place inside--if we could find a different
entrance for me.'
	Marrok nodded in the direction of the gorge they had seen fit to
dump the bodies into. `There's an exit from the cave just there,' he told
them. `It's longer and has more twists and turns than...than...'
	`...A ball of wool,' the boy finished for him.
	`Yes. That,' the wolf agreed, although he was unfamiliar with such
an item.
	`If you lead the way,' Xxik said, `I'll follow.'
	The trio set off and in a few minutes they were in a large cave
that was certainly capable of allowing the dragon entry.
	`This will do nicely,' Xxik agreed, already at home in the large
area. `How far is it to where you live?' he asked the wolf and his youthful
mate.
	Marrok led them through two more caves before Davy was able to
recognise where they were. Finally the moss-covered cave appeared and the
dragon nodded.
	`Excellent,' Xxik approved. He looked back the way they had
come. `I'll have a look round. I noticed a few side tunnels that may lead
to some cave larger. I'll see both of you later.' And, with that, he ambled
off back the way they had come.
	`This has been quite an eventful day so far,' Marrok told Davy. `I
think it would be best if we got some rest, don't you?'
	Davy nodded, already his eyelids were starting to droop. He
yawned. `I couldn't agree more, my love,' he said.
	The wolf and his mate entered their cave and they simply dropped to
the moss-covered floor. After manoeuvring their bodies into a compatible
position their eyes closed and in a matter of seconds both were sound
asleep.

Davy was the first to wake but was disinclined to move. Instead he backed
up more into the fur of his mate, his ass cheeks around the sheath
containing the wolf's pleasure stick.
	Marrok, feeling the boy's movement, began to elongate his cock
until the head popped out of its furred container and pressed against the
boy's hot hole. Davy, who had drifted back into his dream-like state,
moaned audibly as the thick cock began its journey back into his darkened
realm.
	Soon Davy's body reshaped itself to accommodate the massive organ
again. The boy's eyes opened as Marrok's cock filled every inch, impaling
the youngster.
	Davy looked up into the wolf's eyes and saw that the
creature--his one true love--was waiting for permission to fuck. `Do
it,' Davy whispered. `Do it. I want to know if I'm able to make pups--or
babies--for you.'
	`Either would be welcome,' Marrok told him. Having gained
permission the wolf moved his hips back, withdrawing the tumescent rod from
his mate's ass before thrusting back in. This was accompanied by a moan
from Davy.
	As soon as Marrok was fully buried inside Davy, his massive rod
surrounded by flesh and not open to the air, he began to thrust deep and
with force into the boy. In fact Davy thought that it would come out of his
mouth at some point during the mating--it felt that big. And it was
accompanied by pain and pleasure in equal amounts; it always felt this way
when Marrok became very much the Alpha Male towards Davy.
	Marrok settled in for a long hard fucking, making sure--in the
most basic part of his mind--that Davy didn't forget who they were, mate
and mated. He wrapped his forelegs tighter and began making harder thrusts
to ensure that this cum would be the most likely to produce their
long-desired offspring. He made full use of his near-sixteen inches of
flesh, burying it deep inside the boy. By now Davy was almost unconscious
from the sheer pleasure he was receiving.
	For better than an hour the wolf fucked his young mate--the
stamina was a blessing from the goddess back at the Pool of Life they
reckoned--before Davy began to feel the cock getting considerably larger
inside him, the thrusts becoming more persistent by the second. It seemed
to Davy that the wolf was trying to get his balls inside as well.
	Such was the intensity of Marrok's power-fucking that Davy passed
out for a few seconds. Then the wolf's seed began to shoot into Davy at a
speed that neither realised had been possible.
	There was no pain any more, only the most intense pleasure. By now
Davy was completely hidden from view beneath the rapidly ejaculating
body. However, had anyone been watching, they would have seen the wolf
behaving more man-like in the way he rode his young mate's ass. His hind
legs were stretched out behind him and his forelegs--arms,
possibly--had wrapped themselves around Davy's body.
	Neither wolf nor boy noticed these changes until well after their
sex was finished. The only thing Davy noted was the absence of a knot at
the base of the cock, but it didn't worry him; merely put it down to
another change wrought by the goddess Kupala.
	Finally, with a howl that startled Xxik three caves over, Marrok
discharged his load into the welcoming hole he had been fucking. Davy's
inner chamber was battered with potent wolf cum, the white cells hunting in
the time-honoured fashion for an egg to fertilise. Only time would tell if
this would be the case.
	When the wolf withdrew his cock from the boy's rectum they found
that Davy's abdomen was swollen with the accumulated cum it contained. `My
Lord,' Davy whispered, mainly to himself, `if I am fertile, I reckon
that'll make plenty of puppies.'
	Marrok chuckled. `You could be right there, my sweet love,' he
said. `However, now we must wait to discover the outcome of our journey and
our mating ritual.'
	`I wonder what the odds are on my becoming, "with child," as my
mother used to refer to it,' the boy said.
	`Maybe Xxik knows--or at least he can ask,' the wolf
suggested. He raised his voice and called to the dragon.
	When Xxik appeared the wolf repeated their conversation and asked
if the dragon had the answer. Xxik shook his head. `Sorry,' he said.
	`Could you go back and ask her?' Davy asked.
	`And run the risk of running into my brothers?' Xxik replied,
shaking his head. `And my goddess would be very unhappy at my leaving you
here unprotected.'
	`Take us with you, then,' Davy suggested.
	But Marrok would have nothing to do with that. `No, precious,' he
said, `I'll not run the risk of travelling if there's a possibility that
you might be carrying our child--or children.'
	`That's it then,' Xxik concluded. `You'll just have to wait and see
what transpires. If more than a year passes with nothing putting in an
appearance then you'll be entitled to try again. After all, you do have the
mark on your abdomen that the goddess said would enable you to easily give
birth.'
	Marrok scratched his muzzle with his front paw. `Seems to me we'll
have to adopt a "wait and see" policy,' he mused.
	It was then that Xxik noticed something odd about Marrok. `What's
changed about you?' he asked the wolf.
	`How do you mean?' Marrok queried.
	The dragon gestured with a claw. `Well, look at you. Firstly you're
standing upright. Your legs are straighter than before and you're using
your front paw like a hand. If I didn't know differently, I'd say you're
becoming more human,' he concluded.
	Davy stood, his eyes wide and his mouth open in astonishment. `You
are!' he gasped. `I'm guessing but I'd say that the goddess has mixed human
genes in with your wolf ones.'
	Over the next few weeks the wolf's physical appearance became more
human-like. He was able to walk on his hind legs without stumbling and his
paws became so dextrous he was able to skin a rabbit with Davy's hunting
knife--the one that had despatched his father to the afterlife--without
cutting himself.
	The rest of him remained the same; his cock was still hidden by the
sheath and his fur was as dense as it had always been. His head was
distinctly wolfish--even though he was able to speak in similar fashion
to Davy.
	In fact the trio were so intrigued by Marrok's alterations that
they failed to notice something even more remarkable taking place under
their very noses.

##To be continued##

Sorry for the delay in getting this one to you; Christmas is almost upon us
and that has commanded a lot of attention in my house.

Thus ends Chapter Eleven. Chapter Twelve will arrive in a few days and
you'll find out what I meant by that final sentence.

Let me know what you think.

EJA

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