Slowly but surely, the dust cleared... and Jinx was surrounded.   Wolves covered the ground around her, or so it appeared anyway.  Her sense of smell would give the real ones away, but regardless of whether or not a wolf was real was irrelevant, they all looked identical, and all of them had big, bloody holes in their backs, at least three of which looked like they should have hit vitals.  The girls underneath had been blasted too, both of them with big, ragged holes in their bellies, from which the huge amounts of built up cum had gushed out onto the dirt.  Strangely enough, though, this had happened to each of the duplicate girls strapped beneath the wolves, and so once again Jinx would have to smell out the right one, if she bothered to at all.  Suddenly Jinx's ears where overhwelmed with the sound of that poor abused schoolgirl moaning lustily again, and after any one of her blinks, she saw she was suddenly surrounded by Jazen... and the girl, who had lost one of her arms in the horrible assault, yet was still frantically bouncing on Jazen's rigid pole.  The beast himself merely glared at Jinx, from all angles... from all of... himself.   Well, this was interesting.  Nothing moved.