The creature approached the crumpled Fluttershy and she could finally see it in all its glory.

It wasn’t a mere animal. Not even a creature, but a true monster. What approached her was nothing short of a werewolf.

Fluttershy closed her eyes, bowed her head and lifted her hands.

The footsteps stopped on both sides of her.

She slowly moved her hands forward and felt fur. Beneath it was rough skin as tough as leather. And under that, stiff muscles as hard as iron.

A strong smell filled Fluttershy’s nostrils. A musky odor of sweat made it hard for her to breathe. It bore remnants of its lifestyle. The smells of the forest and its underbrush. A tinge of leaves and dirt. As an after-smell, she could almost taste the stale remains of aged meat.

The creature didn’t stop on her account. Fluttershy knew that. Its tense muscles indicated that it wasn’t calming down. It was only getting more aroused as the prolonged seconds passed by.

Fluttershy tried to ease the tense atmosphere by stroking its firm thighs, but this wasn’t a creature that could be calmed down with simple petting like her animals. This was wilderness incarnate.

Neither of them took any notable action for what seemed like a prolonged eternity, but that didn’t bring any comfort to Fluttershy. Her breathing increased to the point of panting even though she kneeled completely still before the beast. Her situation wasn’t getting resolved, it was only a calm before the storm. She felt like a mouse in the palms of a cat. A prey being played with. A snack being cherished before consumption.

There was, however, another strategy Fluttershy had not yet tried. A calming method that she never practiced on any animal because there never was such a need. A way to relieve tension and stress. She could attest to its effectiveness, for she had performed it on herself before.

Time wasn’t on her side. In fact, her time was running out. It was do or die. She had to do something.

With a palm, she slowly caressed the fur, leading it to the inner ties. Then up.

The beast growled as she made contact with his nutsack.

Approval from the monster was too much to wish for. A distraction, however, might just prove to be enough to be her saving grace. The very fact that she was still alive indicated to her that there might be room to go further. If Fluttershy could prove herself to the werewolf and show him that she could be more than just prey, she could hope to see another sunrise.

She dared to go further up with her palm, embracing his balls. The nutsack was firm, indicating that he hadn’t mated for a while.

A helpless girl like her at the mercy of an unsatisfied beast seemed like a bad recipe for uncouth engagement waiting to happen, but at the same time, it could present an opportunity for her.

After all, this was her plan all along, to experience the wilderness and overcome her limits. However, she may have been over her head with this one.

At that moment, she felt something ruffling her hair.

She dared to squint her eyes and looked left and right. Both of his claws were beside him. It must have been his middle limb that bumped her.

Her palm investigated almost as if it had a will of its own. Going up the balls to the firm protrusion above. She could feel the pulses within it.

Fluttershy, more than anybody else, knew how animals show appreciation and affection for another. It was time to put her knowledge into practice.

Slowly, she moved her head under the stiff member and extended her tongue through the fur to the skin beneath. All the while, she caressed the erect penis as if she was petting Angel Bunny.

Fluttershy firmly embraced the shaft as she moved her head upwards, licking all the way.

Her nose booped in his nutsack. The air she breathed became heavier. The musky odor of his balls almost choked her. The intensity of the aroma scratched her throat.

What she thought would be bad turned out to be too good to resist. It acted as an aphrodisiac to the nature girl. Her very mind was retracting to the background, primal instincts taking over her control. She felt as if she was becoming an animal herself.

Like a drug addict, Fluttershy took a big sniff of the werewolf’s balls. Still, it wasn’t enough for her. The smell alone was insufficient. She had to have a taste.

Her lips moved forward while her head moved up. With a palm, she raised the massive appendage out of the way to make room for her mouth under it.

Tingles rushed down her spine as she kissed it. As if she was being impatient, she returned for another kiss, and another after that.

The tongue leaped forward and went wild upon touching the nutsack. The taste was out of this world. The tongue circled around and around as if it was pressed for time.

Fluttershy moaned as she embraced the firm ball with her lips. She sucked on it as the tongue tried to find every nook and cranny upon the smooth, round surface.

Her tongue traveled up, reaching the base of his girth, but it didn’t stop there. She migrated at the bottom side of the penis until she finally reached the final destination, the tip.

Fluttershy dared to look up as she put the whole forward bump into her mouth.

A drop of saliva seeped between the werewolf’s teeth and splattered on her face.

It seemed both of them approved. Fluttershy found the tip to be the most rich source of all the sensory sweets as she sucked on it. But there was still more exploration to be done. A place from which even the sun is barred, but she was determined to gain entrance.

She kissed the tip and detached from it, then licked the penis back to the base.

She circled with her tongue as she slipped her other palm behind his thigh and asscheek to anchor herself to him.

Her palm pressed between his ass cheeks and slowly moved downward.

A growl from the werewolf was a direct response to her actions, but it wasn’t directed at her. It was uttered to the ceiling.

She was on the right path and probably wouldn’t be able to stop herself even if she wasn’t. She was born to appreciate the beauties of nature, and what she was doing at that moment felt like fulfillment of her life’s purpose.

Fluttershy wanted to experience it all. The smells, the tastes and the sensations. All of it!

When she sucked at the base of the balls, she could sense the cranny not yet explored.

When Fluttershy moved deeper between the ass cheeks with her palm, she saw the claws clenched into fists. If she was dealing with a human, that could have been interpreted as an offensive gesture, but she knew beasts prefer to rip instead of punch.

“Do you like that?” Fluttershy smiled because she finally felt that she might be gaining the upper hand. “I can do more of that. Much more.”

She embraced his leg with both hands and slowly climbed up under his crotch. Toned muscles testified to the unbridled power of the beast. All that potential was within her grasp and she made full use of it, exploring every part of it with her palms.

Meanwhile, she tried to wiggle her shoulder between his legs. There was a cranny still left unexplored and she wouldn’t have it. All parts of nature are to be appreciated.

Fluttershy finally managed to slip between his legs and rotate herself.

With both hands, she grabbed the base of his shaft and lifted herself between the ass cheeks. She inhaled deeply and the musky aromas filled her nostrils. Her tongue could practically sense the earthly tastes.

When she could push no further, she let her tongue do the deep exploring. The amount of moistness surprised her. Perhaps the only reason why the monster was out of the cave was because he just took a big dump. It meant that all the smells and tastes were freshly amplified, but not just that. With no dark matter to impede her tongue, she was free to explore his sphincter thoroughly.

Her mouth conquered his sensitive area. The rest of his body may have been impervious, but not that part. She was playing with his weak spot.

She wasn’t a mere doormat anymore but was in full control. The beast was at her mercy!

At that moment, the werewolf crouched.

Fluttershy’s legs slipped on the leaves as she found herself on her back. The rubble on the ground embedded itself through her hair.

She no longer had to anchor herself because she became the anchor. Moving her head left and right proved futile. The muscular ass cheeks squeezed her whole head from both sides making it utterly stuck.

Fluttershy snuck her palms back between his legs and pushed against the ass cheeks with all her might. They were so toned that she couldn’t even make a dent in them, much less free her head from within the cranny.

The whole communication and rapport must have broken down given that the beast seemed to be misinterpreting her actions. Just as she pushed against the butt cheeks, he pressed his claws on her luscious breasts.

She moaned and slid her legs on the floor, not being able to establish any footing.

As she spanked the werewolf on his ties, he proceeded to squeeze her melons.

She was gifted to such an extent that no palms could hold her big cushions. But his claws could.

He squeezed them so hard that she yelped into his anus, “Oh!”

The werewolf wasn’t just playing with her breasts, he was strangling them through all the layers of clothing.

With no other options on the horizon, since her view consisted of nothing but an asshole, she decided to go back to the basics: distraction.

Her tongue reached out to the anus before her. First, it introduced itself to the round entrance then plunged in with all its strength.

Her breasts were finally released from the death grip and she felt his claws shaking from excitement. To confirm, she moved her palms past the inner ties up to the shaft. It was pulsating.

Despite his roughness, she knew that the beast was still holding himself back, and she didn’t want to think about what would happen if he went all out. But that meant that she would have to ensure his release herself.

She circled with her tongue deeply, employing ever greater speed as she moved her palms higher along the erect cock over the knot. It was so thick that she could only embrace half of its girth with a palm. She placed one on the top and one on the bottom then moved them up in unison.

Even when her hands were already fully extended, the palms did not reach the tip. What she held was bigger than Angel Bunny.

When she felt the claws squeezing her breasts again, she promptly moved her palms back and forth. All the while, the tongue worked overtime even though it started to hurt from exertion.

Just as Fluttershy was exploring, the werewolf enacted an exploration of his own.

She felt a claw on her exposed belly, gently moving up. Her T-shirt stuck on it, but it kept on moving unimpeded.

The shirt tightened around her waist but the force didn’t yield. As the claw traveled further up, a ripping sound echoed through the cave.

The claw briefly stuck on her bra, but that obstacle too was no match for the unrelenting force.

Without any support, her boobs fell freely to the sides but were quickly picked up by the claws.

The werewolf played with them as if they were made of clay.

She tried to penetrate even deeper with her tongue and rub the shaft faster with her hands, but that didn’t help anymore against his playtime as if he developed immunity. A countermeasure even, which became evident when his tongue joined the fray, circling around her belly, making its way lower with each arch.

When it touched her skirt, the werewolf uttered an angry roar.

Fluttershy panted into his anus as she tried to work her magic to calm down the beast, yet the monster only grew wilder still.

A claw pierced both pantyhose and panties between her legs then moved up, ripping through the fabrics. When it reached her waist, the werewolf grabbed at it with both limbs and ripped it apart as if it were nothing.

She was fully exposed, yet she still sweated from all the effort she exerted.

Fluttershy paused her action for just a moment to catch her breath, but that was enough to prompt a reaction from the impatient beast.

The monster grabbed her waist with both arms, stood up and threw her on the nest of leaves.

Before Fluttershy could sit up, the beast was already on top of her. His erect penis throbbed on her pussy.

She had already thoroughly licked his bottom parts, but his upper body still remained unexplored. But from that point on, the stout body was within her reach. Every part was muscular and firm.

Like a sniffing dog, Fluttershy followed the smell. It came from his armpits. She extended her head to one until the hair tickled her nose. As she took a big sniff, she thought she was in heaven and almost orgasmed right then and there.

As he lifted himself on his mighty arms, she asked, “Do you want to look at me as I jerk you off?” She embraced the rod with both palms and massaged the tip.

The werewolf answered her question, but not with words. His member slipped from the soft embrace of her palms. A moment later, the tip bumped at her pussy.

“Wait, wait, you know it won’t fit in there,” Fluttershy lamented. “You see, we have different physiologies and…”

Fluttershy could not finish the sentence because the monster proved her wrong.

“Nnnghhh!” she yelped.

It was a tight fit, but the werewolf made it work, and with every consecutive shove, it cramped deeper inside her.

“Oh! Ugh! Aaa!”

The werewolf put his weight on her and shoved with tremendous force, knotting inside of her pussy.

Fluttershy screamed as her orgasm mixed with pain, both amplifying each other.

The werewolf started to pant as he pressed hard into her with his drill.

“Wait, I’m ovulating. You have to pull out or I’ll get pregnant for sure.”

At that moment, a sea of cumm filled her whole womb. As her ordeal ended, the gangbang of her egg surrounded by sperm had only just commenced.

Her whole body was squeezed under his weight.

“You have to pull out!” she yelled into the smelly armpit. “Pull it out!”

The response was only the throbbing of his penis inside her pussy and his loud snores echoing through the cave.

Author's Note

Gdoc