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i. sated
Your eyebrow furrowed anxiously as you tried to resign yourself to your fate. While you were unable to deny the fact that you were absolutely and utterly lost, you still chewed at your lip as you desperately searched the forest floor. The trail you most definitely left only moments ago, the one that was supposed to be still there had long grown cold. How you had failed to notice until now was beyond you, but you were dismayed regardless. Somehow, it vanished without a trace. Just like you feared you would if you couldn't find your way back to Gran's house.
You know that you should have known better. Adamant to ignore her ominous warnings about the woods, you ventured deeper than anticipated in hopes of adventure. Now the sun was setting quickly and the frosty wind nipped at your bones through the crimson red cloak you were clad in like a kiss meant to bruise.
A twig snapped in the distance and you paused, eyes narrowing sharply as you tried to peer through the darkness for any sign of movement. Moments passed and your heartbeat quickened as much as your pace did. Suddenly, you heard thundering footsteps following behind you. You broke out into a sprint, your short legs carrying you to a fork in the dreary forest. At an impasse, you decided to cut right. You looked back briefly, looking for the strange creature stalking you presumably for an easy meal. However, there was nothing there anymore. Breathing a sigh of relief, you tried to continue in the new direction you chose until you immediately landed into the warm, hard chest of a stranger.
"Ah!" You yelped, leaping back like a cornered kitten.
It was a man, you soon realized and oh, what a man he was to behold. He towered over you, tousled black hair and dark lilac eyes trained on you with what seemed like… hunger.
Your mouth opened but you were at a loss for words as he leaned into you. Blushing at the sudden and close proximity, you backed away until you tripped over a branch and fell backward. Looking at the sight of you cowering at his feet, he smirked.
"Why, hello there. Aren't you just a delightful-looking treat?" He chuckled as you glowered at him.
"Who are you?" You asked him as he lent you a hand, helping you find your balance.
"My name is Caleb. And you are?"
"None of your business." I hastily replied.
"Hm. I think I'll just call ya Pipsqueak then since you're so tiny."
Indignant at the new nickname, you sputtered while he laughed at your blatant dislike for it. Eventually, you opted to ignore the sound and turned away from him, searching behind him for a sign of the creature again.
"So, Pipsqueak- what are we looking for?-"
You hushed him, ears trained for any noise.
"I'm not looking for anything. Mind your business and I'll be on my way."
"Ouch, you sure know how to hold a conversation. What's the matter, mommy doesn't let you talk to strangers? I promise I won't bite." His eyes swell with mirth.
That was when you noticed the pair of tall, furry ears angled upward sitting atop his head and promptly screamed.
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Under the veil of darkness, you could hardly make out your surroundings. Your head lulled as you struggled to go in and out of consciousness. You could feel a scratchy tongue, trailing up and down your neck and leaving open-mouthed kisses over your shoulder. You moaned as your eyes finally opened.
"Wha-? Ngh!" You winced as teeth sank into your flesh and your flesh wept freshly hot blood, resembling the shade of the cloak you were now sprawled atop. Your vision was still fuzzy, but you could still barely make out those grey locs. You started to struggle, body twisting and turning frantically trying to get away from the wolfman but he had you pinned.
You stilled at the deep growl erupting from his throat and whimpered as he finally let you go.
"Come on, Pipsqueak. If you keep struggling like that, a bite will be the last thing you have to worry about."
"C-Caleb? Why are you doing this?!" You cried.
"Why am I doing this? Why are you running away from me like a cute little bunny? I was afraid I'd never get to talk to you like this again. Little did I know, you'd finally come back to me."
He said as his hand caressed your rosy cheek.
"What are you talking about? Get your hands off of me!"
You continued to struggle with a renewed vigor and you flinched as you felt claws dig deep into your skin and his hand tighten around your throat. Your eyes water more and you shut them tight.
"You don't remember me? Fine, don't you worry... I'll make you remember." He whispers in your ear.
He lets go of you and your chest heaves, gasping for air for what seems like an eternity and when you finally open your eyes again- he's already gone.
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After dusting yourself off and straightening out your cloak, your feet seemed to carry you by themselves as you finally made your way to your Grandma's house. But, before you can breathe a sigh of relief you notice there's no candlelight in sight and when you knock only an eerie silence answers you.
"Grandma?"
The floorboards creaked, but still no response. Maybe she was asleep. You opened the door and looked around the small cottage. Nothing seemed to be amiss inside, which worried you more than the thought of walking in on a horrific scene. You swallowed as you found yourself at her bedroom door, knuckles softly tapping against the oak wood.
"Gran, are you alright?"
"Oh, why hello dearie. I'm sorry I didn't hear you come in. I'm afraid I caught a terrible cold. " She answered, voice raspy and somewhat foreign.
You opened the door and froze at the sight of her buried under the sheets. She seemed to have gained some weight if the sizable mass on the bed was any indication.
You can hear her panting and you instantly worry.
"Do you have a fever?"
You answered by the sound of her breaking out into a coughing fit and instantly ran to the kitchen to grab a pail of water and some clean linen, but when you returned the bed was empty.
"Grandma?!"
You set down the water and towels on her nightstand and search for a match to light the candle when her hand quickly wraps around your wrist like she didn't want you to see her in a terrible state. However, you still when you notice how calloused her hands are now.
"Your hands are so rough, Grandma."
"Really? Perhaps it'll be better to hold you then. Can I have a hug, dear?"
Immediately, you feel the hand pull you into a warm embrace. Why was her chest so hard? It felt like being cradled against chiseled marble. You started to protest but you were quickly silenced by the feeling of chapped lips against your temple.
"Gran… stop. Your lips are too rough."
"Well then, Pipsqueak. Isn't that all the better for me to claim you with?"
You shuddered. That voice…
"Caleb?! Where's my grandmother? What did you do?"
You screamed at him, trying to pull away from his iron grip to no avail.
"No need to worry. I just made sure she won't disturb us. Now we can be together forever." He crooned.
What was he talking about? You continued to struggle but he absolutely wouldn't budge.
"Let go of me, you fucking creep! Tell me where my grandmother is right now or else-"
"Or else what? Stop being a fucking brat already, bunny. I've waited too long for this and not even you will deny me for even a moment longer. " He said, teeth nipping at the shell of your ear before you felt his tongue follow.
"Ngh!- Stop that… ugh. I said stop that, Caleb!" You cried.
"Such sweet tears, but why all the fuss? Don't tell me you've met someone else."
"What are you talking about?!- Ah!" You wince as you feel his giant hand palm the curve of your breast before suddenly squeezing it tight like a vice punishingly.
"Hush. Don't lie to me… I can see it in your eyes. Who is he? I'll rip him apart." He growled dangerously.
You moaned as his fingers tweaked your hardened nipple and he groaned in tandem, mouth moving to cover yours to swallow the sound. You felt his hot tongue search for yours like it was beckoning him to commit your taste to memory.
"Mmm… you taste so good, baby. This mouth was made just for me. I refuse to share it with anyone else, do you understand?"
He bites down on your bottom lip, hard and your hands push against his chest in a feeble attempt to stop him.
"You don't understand yet though, do you? I'll prove it to you then." Caleb whispered tenderly before his hands suddenly ripped your cloak off, and his claws shredded the pathetic sundress you wore.
"Get on your knees."
You shake your head no, but he pushes you down until you find your head level with his waist. You quickly turn your head away but he has an iron grip on your hair. You hear the soft rustling of his trousers falling and nervously peak. Just a peak, or so you told yourself initially. However, the sight in front of you made you dizzy.
Monster cock would be an understatement, his shaft was hard, veiny, thick, and almost reddish; the pale pink head was leaking so much precum it made your thighs tighten unconsciously but the most eye-catching characteristic was the swollen mass of flesh at the base of his cock.
You licked your lips subconsciously and Caleb groaned at the sight, hand flying to tug at his manhood furiously.
"Open." He commanded.
"I'm gonna fuck your mouth until I empty my balls down your throat and then I'm going to breed your tight pussy until you come all over my fat knot. Until you remember who it is you belong to."
He presses the head against your lips and you refuse to open for only a moment before you hiss as his hands tighten even more in your hair.
Reluctantly, you slowly open your mouth before he violently thrusts his length inside. His musky scent flooded your nostrils as he slid his cock all over your tongue.
"Fuck, baby... I love this mouth even better around my cock. It's so fucking good, baby." Caleb whines and the sound travels to your core before you can fully process it.
"You won't have to worry anymore."
He continues, "Daddy's gonna take good care of you now."
Unbidden, you accidentally moaned around his cock. Caleb paused only for a moment, before thrusting deeper into your mouth until he sank into your throat. Your gag reflex caused a watery, gargled sound to erupt from your throat as he moaned, delirious with pleasure. Drool and precum frothed between the seal of your lips and his cock. He groaned, before abruptly making you swallow all of his length as he fulfilled his promise, cumming deep down your throat.
"Fuck!" He hissed. " Swallow it, swallow it all."
You gulped the white hot cum down as he panted like a rabid dog in heat.
He released your hair from his grip and your mouth made an obscene popping sound as he pulled his dick out of your mouth.
"Now turn around. Daddy's gonna breed that pussy right now."
You shake your head, trying to crawl away but he was much faster and caught one of your ankles. He pulled your legs apart before settling in between them with purpose, veiny cock weeping against your cunt before sliding against your lips and then finally sliding home.
You both groaned as he finally bottomed out inside of you. Caleb only gave you a second to adjust, soon opting for a favorably quick pace.
Each thrust stung deliciously and his fingers were taut around your waist, pulling you back on his thick cock as he fucked you from behind.
You were flushed from exhaustion but he continued to pound you into oblivion, each thrust echoed against your skin like gunfire leaving you raw from the punishing cadence.
"C-Caleb please… slow down! I can't-"
He growled. "Yes, you can, sweetness. You can and you will."
It was inevitable. You came with a loud sob as he continued to rock between your thighs as if he was trying to claim every inch of your body; like you belonged to him, like you were carved from his rib and made tailored for his will. A dark thought lingered in the back of your head, tantalizing and torturous because it was then you realized he made you want to hand yourself over.
"Good girl… cum all over my cock, milk it just like that. I'm gonna fill you up." He whispered in your ear, the raw sound traveling to your clit."
"Ah! It's too much…" You whined.
"No, it's not enough."
And that was when you felt his swollen knot pushing against you.
"Fuck…" He panted, wanton with desire as it finally slid into your pussy with a wet squelching pop and the sound instantly traveled to your throbbing clit. You knew you should be ashamed of yourself, but you couldn't help yourself. Instead, you whimpered like a slut and squirted all over his monstrous cock. You swore you could see the stars align from your seismic orgasm.
Caleb shuddered at the sensation of you squeezing him like a vice and his strokes promptly proceeded to speed up before his hips stuttered as he shot rope after rope of sticky white cum inside your womb.
"Mmph.." He sighed, "I want you to take everything from me. I'll give you everything, we can be together forever."
You wish you didn't like the sound of that and you wished you didn't like how full you were. You wished you didn't secretly like it when he kissed you so softly as if your lips were coated with sweet ambrosia.
Moments passed while you were stuck together until his knot deflated. He held you in his embrace and you wished he didn't let go. But, then he did and you felt a lump in your throat from the loss when he disappeared for a moment, When he finally returned, he looked at you with a strange revelry you had not seen in men before. He made you feel like a goddess, devout in his worship as he carried you to the bathroom where a warm tub filled to the brim with luscious bubbles awaited.
Caleb slowly lowered you into it and you sighed at the relief to your sore muscles as he bathed you. There was a faint scent reminiscent of the gala apples Grandma would pick for her famous apple pie. Tears slid down your face and you turned away from him, hesitant to ask the series of questions haunting your psyche but you couldn't stop you.
"...Why, Caleb? Why? Grandma…" You cried.
He stiffened, guilt riddled his devilishly handsome face and you were ruined.
"Why me?" You softly asked. Then, he met your gaze again with an intensity you did not expect.
"Y/N, please. I-"
But, a sudden knock at the bathroom door made you both pause. You started, water sloshing everywhere.
"Hello? Y/N, are you alright? I heard you crying."
"...Grandma?"
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Caleb was blushing from across the kitchen table as you continued to stare a hole into his head. Your grandmother had gone out earlier to grab supplies for dinner, but unexpectedly returned later than she anticipated leaving Caleb to look after you.
She hummed as she cooked a wonderful-smelling stew for the three of you.
"Y/N, I can't believe you forgot all about your little friend! He was so excited when I told him you were coming to visit, practically buzzing off the walls at the chance to reunite with his childhood sweetheart. Now, that you have thought I wonder why he's so quiet. Cat got your tongue, mister?" She chuckled.
Now the both of you were blushing.
You paused, swallowing before looking away unable to bear the silence hanging between you both like a knife any longer.
"Why didn't you just tell me?"
"I… I was going to." He admitted quietly, "But, then I was… overcome."
Your grandmother snorted in response. You wanted the ground to swallow you alive right there.
"Well, eat up children. I'm sure you both must have worked up quite the appetite."