<div align="center">Jennifer  (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82231.msg3626734#msg3626734)<br/></div><br/><div align="center"><strong>[OOC Warning, highly explicit, non-con male were-/ "male"-were scene]</strong><br/></div><br/>Although it was only took minutes for the arctic werewolf to frighten off the wolves seeking to get an easy meal the frantic effort had left the werewolf exhausted.<br/><br/>How jenny had the energy to manage the last to bolt away was more luck than anything else, but any feeling of elation or joy for succeeding against such numbers was quickly crushed by a new one leaping onto the balcony. Although this new wolf wasn't as endowed as jenny's form, it was a lot larger in physique, had bigger teeth and growled with a deeper resonance. Even to another werewolf this thing was scary. One sniff confirmed something that shocked her - it was that same man that had appeared on her own balcony not hours before, the one she was rude to. The one she thought may be a stalker. He knew where she lived. He must have followed her here, or been aware of what was happening, waiting for jenny to be exhausted. Not that he needed to. Hopefully he was there to just prove he was more intimidating, in wolf like fashion jenny tried to slink away, four legs overly bent meekly as she attempted to slink down the stairs trying to be inconspicuous, a contrasting white pelt didnt help but well what can you do ?<br/><br/>This provoked the new wolf to growl and bare her teeth. It was here to prove something.But What ? It was already obvious to both it was more powerful could easily win if jenny was exhausted or not? No need to prove anything here. Strange primal memories appeared - in a flush without reason so confusing jenny just got nervous and semi tripped. Huh a four legged creature with perfect balance stumping .. could you believe it ? Jenny's legs shook. She recognized the scent now. Not quite like her own, not quite like her own but a different individual.  This one had a scent of an alpha male... wait it didnt make sense. If it wanted to kill her there were better opportunities that just passed.<br/><br/>As she slinked towards the stairs the black wolf leapt .... attacked but missed !,huh instead its chest found her back its legs slipping to either side.. phew that was lucky ! Wait something was different a smell ... canine penises have natural constant lubrication coating that is unmistakable and highly distinctive. This scent wasn't hers though... it was his ! ... it didnt miss at all .. it was attempting to mount !  A flurry of thoughts cascaded through the white wolf. Any expert in wolfs would have thought her female if not seeing her lower regions, slightly thinner jaw, shoulders not as broad, less defined muscle tone, but the black wolf could sense jenny's form was male by smell or sight ... why would it want to ? A gay alpha male wolf didnt make sense ! Then recall of a snippets of a documentary came to jenny followed immediately with a rush of ancient memories, ones that seemed primal, raw, ageless, genetic memories from her were-genes answered in a flood of scenes. This wasn't for breeding purposes. This was intentional. Male wolfs do rape other male wolfs in a pack to establish hierarchy's or pecking orders, done often enough and the one receiving becomes compliant... usually done while other wolfs watched such that an understanding is quickly made not just to one but many.  Very aggressive and the most dangerous of options an alpha male could attempt... and Jenny was having none of it !<br/><br/>Jenny snarled back and quicker than most eyes could keep up with, bounded from under him jumping backwards... putting two body lengths distance between them both.<br/><br/>Oh no you ~dont~ mister ! Jenny though - snarling .. standing as straight as possible trying to look intimidating. Both began circling, snarling mostly from the white one, Jenny needed it to gain confidence, the alpha male seemed unphased as if expecting this. Then the two launched themselves at leached other at the same time. A whirlwind of flurr, black tumbling with white unleashed itself on the balcony. Coupled with loud barking, and snarling the site would have scared even those expecting it. A minute later both disengaged. Jenny panting desperately, her muscles seemed like lead. There was barely any energy left in the white wolf, she gave him her best shot and it wasnt enough.<br/><br/>A snarl and the black one launched itself at the white.. the tumbling, constant movements to gain the upper hand occurred, this time ten times slower - at the rate jenny could only manage. It was toying with her ! To those watching the reason why jenny was failing was strikingly obvious, other than being exhausted she was slightly more nimble due to a smaller frame however jenny was disproportionally endowed. Genitals were prime targets and both were quick to position their bodies to prevent their own being an easy target for the other for they were highly sensitive. Even if both had undercarriages of the the same size jenny had a smaller frame, relatively making a larger vulnerable area to protect. But jenny ~wasn't~ the same size, jenny was larger,<strong>considerably </strong>larger, testicles like apples, even flacid and retracted her member was enormous. Making it one unprotected target, a flaw no tactics could prevent. Even if it was protected certain movements that other weres could do was too painful to be practical for jenny. The black wolf simply had more options and it knew it and used them.<br/><br/>The black wolf made feinting attacks toward jenny's undercarriage such that jenny had to reposition constantly, never having time to recover. Although the initial whirlwind may have looked like a roughly even fight it was far from it. It was the same action repeated... Black wolf makes a feint attack at the white's privates ... white bounds away just in time .. its genitals swinging the opposite way exposing them to the next feint attack from the black wolf. And repeat. the white expending much more energy in defence than the black one did to attack. The white never had the chance to be on the offensive, White becomes exhausted.  The black wolf was never in any position to be threatened or even bitten. It would have been funny perhaps if it didn't feel so serious and happening to her !<br/><br/>One last flash of motion and the "fight" ended with the white one yelping. The black wolf had a full ear of the whites in its mauls. It hadn't sunk its teeth in it or tried to tear it off with a shake but it knew the white one knew it could. If jenny tried anything she could loose an entire ear. To a wolf this can be lethal. Whimpering sounds emanated from the white wolf as the black one pulled with enough force to ensure the white didnt miss a step but not enough to draw blood. The black wolf placed one foreleg over the white upper back while the circling continued....  The scent of the black wolf exposed phallus was more pungent now, dominating what the white could notice.  Jenny kept her tail firmly between her legs but her attempts to trying to keep circling was met with a growl. Ever heard a alpha male werewolf growl in your ear while it HAS your ear in its jaws ? It puts an end to a few thoughts.<br/><br/>Jenny stopped, legs shaking. the black wolf side stepped its rear legs behind the whites, Jenny's tail flush against her privates - it was a token resistance but what if it worked? the tail has to be useful for something other than balance right?  For a moment jenny thought she may have won but then one of the rear legs of the black wolf raised and with a powerful flick caught the fur of the tail thrusting it high to one side and out of the way. As if it warning not to try again, the black impressed one of its paws high up on the thigh of the white. The suggestion it could scratch if it wanted to was enough to settle the matter... a silent understanding formed before the black wolf lowed its rear leg to position its weight more precisely. This can't be happening ! No surely !<br/><br/>While the ear of the white was still firmly in its jaws, the black wolf bucked its back inwards pressing its hips towards the shaking rear set of legs of the white. It seemed to have positioned matters so the girls in side had perfect view. Why ! isn't this embarrassing enough for it to happen at all ? Why others seeing it also. Then jenny remembered, it was intentional that was part of the purpose, this wasn't happening for the sake of it. There was reason behind all its actions.<br/><br/>With a worried look the white wolf stared at the girls then turned its head away. They were shocked eyes wide jaws dropped... there was a sense of inevitability about it, destiny. It seemed time had stopped. Then it happened. Its tip was perfectly placed plush against Jenny's cramped shut anus squeezed tight with all the strength she could muster there.  It tip was wet, fleshy, slippery. In the reflection of the french doors Jenny could see it and regretted doing so. Although not as large as hers it was impressive nevertheless. 10 inches of glistening cigar shaped hot manhood primed and very ready, glistening with its own inbuilt lubricant, designed for this.<br/><br/>One fast outward breath accompanying a thrust with true aim sent the first fraction of length directly into jennys bowls. A meek disparaging whimper escaped the white wolf's jaw. Her own anal muscles had made resistance enough so the bell curve couldn't be managed but the black wolf wasn't done by any means. Inhumanely fast thrusts from powerful rear legs made it pulse and vibrate within her so much the very muscles she had as a last defense slackened moment to moment due to the exposure of indirect massage by something overtly warm.. wet, hard, fleshy. Each give instantly taken as the primal actions repeated such that more gain could be had. Jenny knew there was more and instinctively tried to untangle, but more pressure on her ear silently subdued her. The bell part eased in just before a convulsing squeeze from jenny.<br/><br/>A pause.<br/><br/>The black wolf let go of white's ear then assumed the classical mounting posture. A Mistake ? Opportunity for Freedom ? The white was confused.. and tried to.. then realized that the black hadn't made a mistake. Attempts to quickly pull away while hte bell curve of his cigar shaped shaft was in her put more pressure on her anus - painfully so, triggering a powerful involuntary squeeze from jenny- which further pulled his phallus further into her... pulling his very hips and hers together rapidly, the sudden motions triggering the instinct to quickly pull away.. repeating the process. He had a penis designed to use her own muscles trying to prevent this against her ! to help it happen ! The black wolf panted. It was if the black one rested while self-thawting attempts from the white wolf just did its work for him, her own attempts to escape finding her further on his bloated member. When jenny finally overrode her own instincts to stop this self-defeating purposes she could feel the start of the knot, the dogs lock against her anus. Despair set in, the weight of the chest of the alpha male made the whites forelegs collapse... seeing her chest and head flush against the ground, her rear hips kept high. The black wolf had regained its breath, now the white's tail-ward muscles were exhausted it thrusted without resistance from the white... other than of course the size of the knot itself. Twenty powerful thrusts had her receiving the first section, fifty more and its bulb crescent passed - the elasticity of the whites own anal muscles contracted abruptly, forcing the entirety of his knot inside her painfully. The yelp from the white was pitiful and pointless. Subconsciously her body cramped anally, a defense instinct again working for him, the alpha's form suited to trigger it then benefit from doing so. A knot wasn't an appropriate term, A lock was !<br/><br/>And locked in such a shaming humiliating post jenny felt so embarrassed so ashamed. It wasn't their fault they were watching, this was meant to be a fun time where jenny made new friends. And this is the initial impression they got. Before jenny could be too reflective on destiny the black started its "true" thrusting. Before jenny's form was at the whim and direction of the black wolf, but now locked this way jenny's form was at the whim of the black wolfs penis... anally. By design. so crude. Soo embarrassing. Although jenny didnt think it was possible his privates did piston within her moving about an inch or so with each powerful thrust. Her whole body moved much like how those balls act that are attached to a lacky band fixed to the center of a pin-pong bat, the black wolf exploited the whites momentum primarily.<br/><br/>Bracing against it was futile, trying just too painful to maintain. Fighting him futile also. The three attempts the white did to snap at him was easily avoided by the black wolf as his penis forcing her to arch downward far too much for an upward attack to be feasible. Frustration turned to resignation and the white's relax limply, like a rag doll hoping that whatever was happening would be over with faster by doing so. The black felt this and adjusted its motions to begin a strange rocking motion.<br/><br/>As backward thrusts pulled the locked jenny back towards him powerfully, so her momentum moving towards him was used, as it happened the black thrusted forward using his own thrust and her incoming weight to further bury his pleasure organ into her. Her motions of her hips in synchronosy with his but a fraction delayed permitted her unwillingly to move along his length about an inch or so while his lock was in her, giving the male pleasurable sensations, enough reward to encouraging him to continue.<br/><br/>Now it felt like jenny was more an extension of his member that an individual.<br/><br/>The motion made her own phallus sway increasingly more until it unintentionally pleasured itself with its rapid changes of motion. Like how horses masturbate themselves her own penis seemed to have a mind of its own, with each forced sway it became more aroused and grew, its sheath retracting while it itself engorged and thrusted outwards. In turn giving more weight to its motion, more sensations to increase its arousal further. After this new relationship formed The black wolf now started coming. A pulse from each thrust, a spirt as much as a humans typical load with every inward motion, and they didn't seem to want to stop, its Hot seed rushing into her bowls filling her in places she didnt know she had. Horribly embarrassingly, her own penis started to mimic the one inside her, first oozing precome then sending strong gusts of it onto the balcony decking in front of the girls.  Jenny had no idea how much her own prostrate could make and when she thought none could possibly be left the next swaying pulse proved her very wrong, again and again.<br/><br/>More of the werewolfs seed flooded into her and still her own penis unleashed gush after gush making an already large puddle of her own fluids frightful. Even while like a rag doll the white wolf slipped about in the slick surface of her own ejaculate. About half of her length was out in primal connection with the blackwolf's before the black wolf finished its thusting then with its front legs pulled strongly against her hips, pressing against her it pulsed more now not needy of further thrusting.<br/><br/>Ten minutes passed as the pulsing waned before the blackwolf lept its weight from her back and turned about. Whimper. Her rear was still fixed from the knot. Rear to rear, facing opposite directions both hips set to the other by being so locked the black wolf still convulsed sending tail end of its load into her. It was surreal. It was pleasurable. It was embarrassing. Shocking. It couldn't be happening. It was happening... poor jenny dared a look at the girls to see the same shocked expression return her gaze. But in the reflection she saw her own penis betraying her - as if mocking her proving with its pleasurable pulses of how dare she even think she was different. Wait something else was shocking about the reflection ! Herself ! Not a wolf herself ! No !.<br/><br/>Jenny looked down at the slippery surface... and saw now paws of an arctic wolf but her own elegant feminine fingers. Somehow she had turned back involuntarily but not yet completely. In some in-between state. Still with her wolfy-member not yet returning, as if delayed by the presence of the black wolfs in her. Jenny has already gone though all emotions she thought existed, and a few more to boot before the change. Emotionally she felt drained, absurdity her own member pulsing pleasure fluids as her own hips contracted matching the lessening pulses from the black.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>As if fate only cared to add insult to an already insulting scene, jenny noticed her discarded clothes caught by the wind tumble into the woods. Useless, as if their absence took with them whatever dignity she had.</em></div>