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Merciful Breeding
by Tannim (maceblack01@yahoo.com)
http://www.furaffinity.net/user/maceblack/
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A night of swimming, turns into a lot more for Mercy.
(Mg, extreme-ped, 1st, oral, beast, sci-fi)
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March 10, 2011
Mercy threw her clothes off and swam into the water. She
didn't check to see if anybody was around. Nobody was
and nobody EVER was. That suited her fine, as did skinny
dipping. The hot summer air in the woods made the water
even more inviting to wash off in. Sweat and dirt and,
other things.
Her sick fuck of a father had touched her again. He
liked to touch though he hadn't forced himself on her.
She thought about his hand cupping her cunt through her
panties to "check for foreign objects". The way it slid
down her jeans always made her unhappy. At least he DID
only just squeeze and stop, though.
While Mercy dove into the water, naked, alone, and
rubbing all over herself, eyes watched the human girl
from the edge of the pond. She was right when she
thought nobody was around, but wrong at the same time.
The low furred form edged further out of the bushes,
trusting it's dark black fur to hide it in the shadows.
There was no threat in the eyes, merely curious interest
with a touch of patient anticipation.
He was a wolf, though hardly a normal wolf. Mace was a
werewolf. As intelligent as any human and able to assume
the basic human form if desired. He preferred not to,
however. There were too many problems associated with
being seen in that form.
As a wolf, his body was covered with shaggy black fur
from muzzle to tail, above and below. There was a white
diamond over his heart and on the back of each ear. He
had a heavy dark furred sheath resting between his legs,
along with a softer extra bit of flesh just behind his
scrotum. A werewolf indeed, but also hermaphroditic
werewolf.
Mercy rose out of the water again, thrusting her barely
budding chest prominently and swishing her hair from
side to side. She was over her father, though memory of
his touch and her own private touches had made her hot.
At eleven she knew how things worked, more or less, and
had already found self pleasure and exploration.
She floated on the water for a while, rubbing her thighs
and up over the puffy half golf ball sized nipples on
her chest. Soon she'd be a woman and could move away
from her parents. A clench of her thighs and a sigh and
she floated to the edge of the pond to where her clothes
lay.
"Enough of that. It's more fun with a good stor... Wow.
What a pretty dog!" Mercy stared at the large black
canine as it walked toward her. "Oh... a MALE dog." The
animal shook his head and projected a picture of a
crossed out dog into her mind along with an image of him
howling at the moon. She blinked, then shrugged and
corrected herself. "or maybe a wolf... yeah, I guess
you're a wolf."
The wolf strode up to her and pressed his nose directly
against her young moist cleft. His broad tongue slurped
up and over it before she could pull away and Mercy just
laughed at it. After a moment, she stopped and stared at
him with her head slowly tilting to the side to see
underneath.
Taking in that large bestial sheath, Mercy smirked. If
she could find a man hung like that she'd REALLY piss
her father off, her mother too. Then again, to truly
make them angry she'd just have to... Her hand ran over
the rather friendly wolf's back, not wondering if he had
a name and not thinking of anything other than giving in
to that wild urge.
The wolf projected his name, Mace, to her, but her mind
was far too preoccupied with petting lower and wrapping
around his genitals. Mercy didn't think anything of the
wolf tensing. She tugged her shirt up and knelt onto it
for easier access, then ran her hands over his handsome
flanks and down below again.
He felt so different from her own body. The soft belly
skin was lightly furred and so much hotter to the touch
than her own. His thighs were thinner and wider too, but
she found herself far more interested in his masculinity
between them. Her new friend didn't seem to mind at all
despite the tensing each time she brushed his sheath
tip.
Mace panted in the heat while the girl touched him. His
interest in her had been well worth stalking her for a
week. The human's wonderfully soft smooth hands drifted
through his fur and squeezed in such delightful ways.
Her obvious interest in his wolfhood made him anxious to
breed her but he didn't want to push it too soon and
risk scaring her. He turned his head when she pushed her
pants under him.
Mercy lay on her side to look up along his underbelly
better, then scooted a bit further under him. Dark fur
obscured her view in places but scooting a bit closer
and onto her back let her get under him better. She
giggled happily at the sight of his heavy balls hanging
behind his sheath, then rubbed them in her hands. The
loose ovals inside shifted in her hand while she
relished the oh so soft skin of his sack itself.
He grunted when she squeezed them together curiously and
Mercy quickly let go. "Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to
hurt them!" A projected tail wag made her smile back and
she kissed his belly. "I'll be more careful, I promise."
She ran her hands over to his chest, but they drifted
back to his maleness again. She was too hot to pay
attention to too much else. One hand squeezed around it
to pump just like she imagined she'd do for a guy. The
other again played with his balls just to feel their
weight and pliable loose skin.
While it was awkward to lay under him to feel him up,
the view was wonderful. She got to see his pink tip
poking out with each backward motion of her hand and,
even better, took the first watery spurt of clear canine
pre right on her budding chest. Her left hand rubbed it
into her skin and she squeezed his cock again trying to
encourage more.
"Haha! Boys really are fun!" Mercy laughed when another
jet of clear fluid splattered her.
She scooted further under him and pressed her mostly
flat chest up to his belly and swelling cock once before
climbing back out from under him. Mace twisted his neck
a bit to look at her, not sending any thoughts to her,
and watched the eleven year old angle next to him. Her
hand again stroked his widening cock through his sheath
before she looked into his feral face.
"I wonder what it really would be like to have sex with
you... Daddy would HATE it and mom would too." She
stroked very slowly as she tried to imagine them.
Mercy's hot scent of arousal wafted strongly into the
wolf's nostrils. Every breath brought another gust of it
and Mace knew she was as hot as she was going to get.
She wanted him, her body and her mind, he just had to
push her into knowing it. Her hand DID feel good, but he
knew her tight feminine cleft would be far better. He
tensed and projected an image of him looking up at the
clouds.
The girl pulled away in confusion just long enough for
him to dart around behind her. His chest was on her back
and forelegs grasping around her middle before she knew
what was happening. Mace's hot canine breath wafted over
her hair and for the first time, she knew what it was
like to be mounted by a male. The animal thrust his hips
forward, missing his young sex only to try again with
the next. All Mercy could think to do was hold herself
up against his weight in bewildered excitement.
She could still feel the heat of his so soft sheath
skin. The so soft fur covering it. The so male organ
that had been in her hand. Having it bumping against her
hips made it all seem so unreal. Even the rough pads and
semi-sharp claws scratching and scraping her waist and
belly didn't make her think to pull away. Not that she
really would have wanted to.
Her wolf's hot furry form was masculine and that was
what she was after. She felt his cock poke against her
right buttock, then near the middle of the two. Another
thrust, then another, and she spread her legs just a bit
wider and he suddenly slipped in. Her slightly lower
hips gave him a much better angle and he used it to blow
her mind with her first real penetration.
Mercy pushed back into his thrust just as he pushed his
still mostly thin into her. She felt him hit her hated
virginity and simply stab right through it. The pain was
strong and hurt worse than what she'd been lead to
expect. The weird feeling of that marker thick doggy
dick poking rapidly and repeatedly in made it worse for
a while. She could feel liquid dribbling out of her and
she knew it was her blood from that torn barrier. Tears
ran down her cheeks from the ache and Mercy nearly
pushed him off before it finally faded.
With the pain leaving she could feel his cock more fully
inside. The new sensitivity let her feel his heat and
still somewhat soft wolf dick very clearly with each
movement. For the first time she noticed how narrow it
was as well as the hard core. The thought of a bone
inside his cock didn't occur to her, though. As long as
it felt so hot and alive it was good to her, especially
when it fit so easily inside her cunny.
Mercy loved the rapid canine hips slapping against her
own as well as the way his balls swung and occasionally
bounced against her thigh. He grew within while he
worked too, making her sex steadily open wider. The
tapered wedge-like to slid deeper to touch more of her
newly opened inner walls.
Her breathing grew heavy quickly, soon matching his in a
heavy pant. Mace's hips set them both rocking with their
enthusiastic force, all the while his belly fur rubbed
over her butt and back. The eleven year old tried to
push back to meet them but he was rutting her far too
fast to match.
His thickening shaft grew harder as well as longer as he
worked and stimulated her even better. Hardening veins
along its length provided a powerful friction to
accompany each full length thrust. Her pussy lips pushed
his sheath each time he entered her, but even through
the building pleasure, she could feel that changing.
Mace's grunts next to her ear and claws scratching her
sides kept her from focusing on his knot, but only until
it had swollen halfway. He frantically knocked on her
pelvis with that hardening bulb of flesh. Every knock it
seemed bigger. Every knock it Was bigger. The powerful
scent of her blood still coating his bunched up sheath
and her thighs urged him onward as much as her young
sex.
The wolf panted harder over her. Pre-cum sprayed
continuously into her while his shaft kept much of it
from leaking out again. She loved the heat but he grew
so big and uncomfortable along with it as his cock
swelled fully. It stretching her open too much around
it's banana like girth and she found the pleasant
feelings too intense with her inner walls crushing his
turgid member within them.
He knew she would have taken it easily had she been
older. At her current age, however, she was wonderfully
and excessively tight around it. The veins bulged into a
rough texture on his formerly smooth shaft, and he knew
she would grow to love that feeling, but he was more
worried about his knot. His knot was only half full yet
at slightly wider than a golf ball and it was growing
quickly. Another slam of his bestial hips drove it back
in with a jolting wet pop.
Mercy yelled at the painful knot entry, then again when
it popped back out. It hurt almost as much as the
initial popping of her cherry, but it felt good moments
later. She loved the way it knocked into her clit going
in and rubbed a spot inside coming out, but it got
harder to take. The girl found herself leaning away from
him and trying to get away after another pop in and out.
Having his knot squish her inner lips painfully against
her pelvis was getting too painful.
Mace projected a comforting image into her thoughts
while he gripped her tighter. He knew she'd seal him in
on the next thrust and yelped at the budding girl's
pelvis hitting his knot when he jammed it in that last
time. His scrabbling paws scraped her sides red before
they finally dug in. A hard yank back told them both he
was stuck inside and he sped up his hips. The inch
behind his knot let him keep pumping shallowly, to the
little human's pleasure.
His sudden tying left Mercy's arms trembling. She wanted
to push him away, wanted to grab at his paws to hold
them more comfortably, but mostly she wanted him to keep
dragging that thick knob against her special spot
inside. The speed her bestial sex shifted from pain to
sudden pleasure was amazing.
Mercy stopped tugging away and pushed back to meet his
hips instead. She wanted to say something, anything, to
the wolf, but even her thoughts were blank. His bulk
over and cock inside her were all she could think of,
other than her quickly building pleasure.
Hot watery canine seed sprayed in with strong jets and
she could feel each shot as a light tickle. Her own
inner lips kissed at the soft sheath skin behind his
knot and especially his tennis ball sized knot grinding
back and forth against her spot. So much pleasure after
such an uncomfortable knotting had her breathing hard.
Like her feral lover, she panted hard from exertion and
pleasure and wanted to peak at the same time as he did,
just like her more romantic books. The eleven year old
had no idea he was already climaxing inside her as she
thought it. His release felt exactly the same as the
rest of his pre-cum. Every spurt made her feel hotter
and she clenched her sex hard.
Another clench made her tingle all over and a third
pushed her over the edge at last. The girl felt her body
lock up with bliss. Having a male for her pussy to grip
around was so much different from her own finger on her
clitoris. She shook under her feral lover and reveled in
the dirty thought of someday telling her parents.
Above her, Mace growled in possessive pride. He felt her
pleasured tenses and smelled the spicy heat of her
orgasmic fluids. His knot pulsed rapidly with his racing
heart beat but soon the girl's own pulse matched his.
With a quick thrust of a leg, the wolf rotated his knot
in Mercy's cunny and a moment later he stood butt to
butt with her. Mercy's back felt cold but the shift
drove her on to a second mini-orgasm. Feeling his balls
bounce against her ass made her push back into him yet
again. He was so much better than her father's groping
hands.
As she came down from her peak again, she felt confused
at Mace's new position and especially at his groin stuck
to hers. Like any new bitch, Mercy had no idea that she
would be tied to her lover for a while. The human girl
tugged harder and drug the wolf, yelping, behind her.
She stopped at his third yelp and looked back.
"Hey! You're stuck!" Mercy cried before his frantic
projection of a rope tying them both together got
through. "We're... tied somehow?" Her fingers ran along
her belly and easily felt his knot through her the
fleshy wall. "But... For how long?"
Another tug and another grunt of discomfort and she
simply held still. The large bulb really didn't feel
bad. It pulsed pleasantly inside her each time he
clenched. It squirted constantly and felt so exotic with
each shift of their bodies. She leaned down to the
ground and supported herself with one arm so she could
keep rubbing at it more.
His extended presence made her arousal grow again. Mace
could smell it on her, mixed with the tangy irony scent
of her blood and their coupled juices. He projected an
image of her under him just as they'd been a minute
before and was rewarded with her shifting her hips
around faster. The wolf was happy and amused by his
human bitch.
Mercy pleasured herself, and him, steadily while he just
bent around to lick at their join. Her tugging wasn't
painful for him since she wasn't trying to pop him out
and his tongue dragging over her moist sex gathered up
their tasty sexual leavings. He focused on her clit once
he'd gotten her thighs and lips well licked. She jerked
at first, but then moaned and gave into his attentions
while tracing around his male bulge.
His cock pulsed to her rubbing as much as his heartbeat,
still squirting his post cum into her needy
contractions. Any feral wolf bitch would have tugged
harder to get him out or just lay still instead of
working to another orgasm. The human girl just pleasured
herself again and enjoyed it. She squeezed around her
sex as well as over his knot as she grew hot.
Feeling his tongue slathering over her fingers and his
tugging knot making her pussy bulge out built her easily
toward her second peak. Her young cunny squeezed
constantly around him while he lightly rutted the air in
response to her. She focused hard on the picture ho had
put of her taking him and came around him once again
before dropping tiredly to the ground with both sexually
sated.
Their hips stayed together for a quite a while. Neither
kept track, but at last Mace's knot shrank enough that a
tug popped it out. Mercy stiffened at that intense
release and groaned at the gush of pent up fluids that
poured out of her sore sex. She ran a hand along her
slit and felt how wide it was, a smile on her lips.
"I bet this'll make him sorry he touched me those
times... and jealous." Mercy turned and hugged the large
wolf, then tugged at her clothing. "I'm sorry, but I
gotta get back! I'm not supposed to be out so late
alone!"
Her bestial lover watched her run off, fully clothed and
reeking of their sex. He wondered if she'd be fertile
enough for what he had wanted, then wondered if her
parents would notice her just been bred odor. The
werewolf trotted off after her a few minutes later. He'd
find out soon enough.
Time was running out by the time Mercy got back home.
She knew her mother would be calling on the phone soon
and she really didn't want to receive that call or
explain where she'd been. Fucking the wolf had been
wonderful and the plan to upset them had sounded so
great then, but after having done it she didn't want
them, or at least her mother, to get upset about it.
They'd just make life complicated. As it was she was
bitched at a bit, but the rest of the night passed
uneventfully other than some leakage that made her have
to wash her panties in the sink. She dreamed of the wolf
that night and relived much of that pleasant sex again.
The seed he'd left inside her, however, went entirely
unnoticed and undreamed of.
Mercy was happy to see the animal the next day, though
she didn't have time to do anything with him. Busy with
chores cleaning up the yard she could catch the
occasional glimpse of him in the distance. He always
seemed to be around when she was outside after that day.
The girl called to him and he came closer to the house
only to run off when her father came out to join her. A
few questions were asked about the dog, as her old man
didn't recognize the black beast as a wolf, but she just
said it was a friendly stray. While she picked up sticks
neither male took their eyes away from her.
Mercy went out when she was free again a few days later
and she met her wolfy lover. She laughed as she saw him
and crouched to wrap her arms around him. Her mouth
pressed to his muzzle and she kissed him, then opened
her mouth to let Mace lick inside over her tongue and
teeth. They both enjoyed the kissing but they enjoyed
the sex afterward much more.
After that, Mercy went back to him any chance she could.
Her tight pussy clutched around his cock and knot and
she found herself reveling in being tied each time. She
didn't tell her parents, but she got off on thinking
about their reactions if they ever found out.
Another day, a few weeks later, her father ran his hands
over her butt while she was bent over controlling an
unexpected morning sickness. He slipped his fingers into
her pants and again cupped her sex. His eyes went wide
at the soaking panties after another tryst in the night
had left her too tired to change them.
She stood up and slapped his hand away, even growling at
him. "He's better than you'd be!"
Her belly bulged shortly after that encounter, and she
was glad that her dad was leaving her alone.
Unfortunately, her mother couldn't do the same once she
noticed the eleven year old's bulging belly. The woman
nagged her about who the father was, and that bothered
Mercy. She didn't know.
Everything she'd been told said she couldn't get
pregnant from anybody but a human and that wolf was the
only one who she'd even had sex with. That realization
made her scared. Could Mace have gotten her pregnant?
The girl refused to answer her mother, finding it
enjoyable to frustrate the woman, even as she worried
about it herself.
Mercy kept her worries quiet while going out with Mace
again in the woods. She pressed her lips to his sheath
after some cuddling and petting and belly rubbing. He
seemed to like it and she loved how fresh his cock
tasted as it slid into her mouth. One hand cupped his
soft balls, the other held around the knot area to help
him squirt his watery pre onto her tongue.
Their foreplay continued as normal, but her hand strayed
to her growing belly. She took his knot again, then
again the next night, and the night after. He was always
around barking to get her attention or growling when he
thought they weren't private enough but they always at
least kissed. The girl thought of him as her boyfriend.
She woke to find her breasts heavier and fuller and the
morning sickness just as strong. It seemed so fast and
she still wasn't sure. Her mother had tried following
her a few times, but Mace always warned them and all the
woman found was her daughter petting the animal's belly.
At last, Mercy found an image in her mind just moments
after she'd let him spray her face with his copious pre-
seed. Mace showed her laying on her side with two
puppies sucking on her nipples. The girl pulled away and
stared at him, ignoring the musky droplets that ran down
her chest.
"You got me pregnant?" There was little surprise in her
voice, it had to be him. "But... HOW? Wolves can't breed
with humans!"
He seemed to laugh with his heavy panting, then she saw
werewolves in her mind. She didn't fully understand but
he pressed his head to her swelling chest and licked at
her sweaty belly. Mercy hugged against him, not sure
what to think of it. He WAS nice and handsome. He
smelled nice and didn't make fun of her small breasts or
her looks. He'd even brought her a few pretty berries on
a bit of branch. The idea of being pregnant with his
puppies wasn't so bad. Especially when he projected the
shocked look her father and mother could have when they
saw.
"Well... alright." She rubbed her lips in the fur
between his ears. "I wonder how long it'll be until I...
umm... have them."
Mace didn't say anything, he simply jumped up and
pressed his front paws to her shoulders until she fell
back onto the grass. His human bitch laughed while he
stood over her and licked over her face and into her
mouth. She rubbed at his sides and belly while his stiff
doggy dick rubbed against her puppy filled belly and
they shared another satisfying night together.
Mercy's pregnant belly swelled fuller as the days went
by and swelled much faster than either her or her mother
expected. Just four months from conception and she
looked as though it'd been a full nine. It alarmed her
parents a bit with the relative speed of her growth, but
she managed to avoid going to any doctors for an exam.
She let her mother see her more with her lupine lover,
though never sexually, and had an awkward time when the
woman found her washing her panties. The woman was
persistent in her attempts to figure out who the father
was, but her mother wasn't all bad.
She was good support for the eleven year old and they
both enjoyed feeling her babies kicking inside. When her
father got to take a feel and made their daughter a bit
uncomfortable about it, her mother soon shooed him away.
Mercy's smiled at that and as her puffy nipples leaked
milk into her shirt moments later she finally said they
could meet him in a few days.
The girl's twelfth birthday was just two weeks away when
it was time to show them, and she was glad that it was
accompanied by contractions. They would get to meet him
as she gave birth to his puppies! She looked outside her
window to see the wolf looking up at her from their
yard, tail wagging and ears perked up.
When the contraction subsided she groaned and hurried to
the kitchen. Her mother sat there reading a newspaper,
then looked concerned at Mercy's face. The girl ran
outside and led Mace into the back yard. Another harder
contraction hit her and she groaned and clutched at a
patio chair with her mom nearby looking anxious.
"You wanted to know who the father was... THIS is the
father!" She gasped out until the contraction eased.
"His name is Mace."
"A... A DOG?!" The woman looked shocked and even
slightly angry.
"No! He's a wolf!" She took a deep breath as another
contraction hit, harder than the others before a flood
of fluid gushed from her pussy over the grass. Mercy
groaned and sat down hard on the grass with her lover
scooting over to nuzzle her. "I'm glad you're here,
Mace."
Mercy tugged her night gown up and exposed her bare
groin. It was puffy from sex just the night before but
much wider from the contractions. Any humiliation from
her mother seeing was lost in the pain of labor and she
was actually grateful for the woman's presence.
Ten minutes went by, with painful contractions and heavy
breathing before the first baby made it's move. Her
mother stared on, at first in horror at the little
wrinkled muzzle that slid out of her daughter, then with
resignation as she crouched down to gently help it out.
It whimpered in her hand, so much smaller than a human
baby would have been, but just as real.
The woman set it down in the grass and tried to grab it
when Mace darted over to it. She stopped when he simply
licked it clean, then turned back to Mercy as the next
was slowly pushed out. Puppy after Puppy came from the
girl, each looking basically the same as the last. Every
one had their own cord and every one received a licking
from their father.
Mercy groaned in pain as she pushed harder, a fifth
puppy slid out bit by bit, then a sixth. Her belly was
greatly deflated but still full looking. The mother knew
it was just the after births, however, and wasn't
worried. Her own pregnancy. Had taught her that.
Looking down over her daughter she didn't know what to
make of it. Six puppies! Dogs... wolves she supposed,
did grow faster than humans, but how did that one get
the girl pregnant?! It didn't matter, though, as it had
obviously happened SOMEHOW! Her eyes ran to Mace and
darted away when the dumb animal looked up at her in
return.
"Fine. You got her pregnant. You better not run off!"
She ran into the kitchen to get some towels.
Mercy groaned as the last spare mass came out. Her body
felt so drained but alive. The cute sounds of her
babies, her puppies, made her smile tiredly. Mace
carried one to her by it's neck and she hugged it to her
carefully. After struggling to sit up fully, the eleven
year old picked up a second puppy and held them both to
her chest.
Pregnancy had made her grow and she was proud of her
modest breasts, especially of her nipples. Both pups
were held so their mouths could find her teats and a
groan of maternal happiness escaped her at their
sucking. When her mother came back she looked up and
smiled into the camera.
They waited for the two puppies to finish nursing before
taking the next picture. Mercy picked up four and mace
held one in his muzzle. The older mother set the sixth
into the girl's cleavage so all six could be in the
picture. A click, a flash, and the happy werewolf family
moment was saved for the future.
Her father found her the next day laying on the couch.
He stopped dead in the doorway at the sight of her
growing breasts out with a puppy held up to each and
four more laying against her bare belly. The big dog
he'd tried to shoo off looked up at him and then sat up
staring at him expectantly. Mercy smiled at him and a
dribble of milk ran down her chest as a nursing puppy
lost its grip.
"Six grandchildren, dad... four girls and two boys." The
mortified expression on her father's face made her past
fantasy come true. "Aren't they lovely?"
Mace's eyes never left her dad as the man turned stiffly
away. The wolf's ears perked a bit to the sound of the
her parents talking. There was arguing, there was quiet
yelling, there was peace shortly after when the man knew
he was beaten. The puppies were there to stay and so was
their lupine father... and Mercy's father wouldn't be
getting to fondle his daughter's cunt ever again.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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