DREADWOLF - Chapter 152

◈ Chapter 152:

Bookkeeping as a librarian was a tough job. Lyra the librarian spent many a day reorganising the mess pesky customizers left or dealing with the pesky customers themselves who often seemed to think of her not so much a living breathing person but as some kind of convenient book golem in the shape of a person.

Seriously, it was like she was some kind of brainless dispenser of book related information to these people! She loved her job as a librarian, she really did, and she was a dedicated worker, a librarian who took her job seriously over the years, but gosh was it a little much sometimes.

Her dedication was such that it wasn’t that surprising that she often ended up working late organising discarded books by messy customers, left to replace books long into the night, just as she was now.

It was getting dark and there was no one else around, just her and the books alone, a sheep girl in a professional pencil skirt, blouse, and librarian glasses like all the best librarians wore.

Alone apart from the monster stalking her.

At first she had thought it was someone coming to check on her and had called out. But only a low rumbling growl had been her reply, something so deep and low that she could feel the floorboards vibrating through her hooves, loose nails rattling under the throbbing impossibly heavy sound.

It was the growl of a terrifying predator her instincts told her, ancient primal instincts that were screaming at her to flee! Flee from the predator! You are being hunted, run!

Instead, trembling like a leaf, she hesitantly approached the dark, “H-Hello? Who’s there?”

Inky shadows moved and something massive shifted, something that made her mind shut down in shock, something that drew her eyes up and up, finding a pair of teeth capable of ripping her head off, teeth headed toward her bare neck.

She had fallen back with a scream, the maw snapping closed just where she had been as she scrambled and fled, fleeing into the darkness of the library, fleeing the monster that hunted her as prey.

She had ended up crouching by the shelves in some dark and forgotten part of the library, her arms wrapped around legs, shaking and trembling while desperately trying not to breathe even a little. Then, turning her head she had found, the wolf!

“You can’t hide from me.”

Lyra screamed.

“Is that okay?” he growled.

“Yes! Stay in character!” hissed back Lyra.

Rain snarled and Lyra squeaked, eyes going round as Rain loomed over her small curled up shape.

If she had been wet with arousal before now her panties were like a minor flood plain. She squeezed and rubbed her thighs together, feeling her wetness slick on her inflamed skin, only becoming more so as her eyes roved over the massive masculine form riding down upon her, she felt so smol and vulnerable!

Her whole body shivered as the wolf head neared her eyes.

“You can’t hide from me because I can scent your arousal, your need.”

“Wait wh-what?! H-hang on, time out, that’s something you can smell!?”

“Your panties are a blazing bonfire right now, screaming for attention, your body filling the air with a call to be hunted down and bred over and over and over until you can’t feel your legs.”

A spluttered gasp escaped from Lya’s lips, her eyes round. “Th-there’s no way-” She writhed her legs together, hand slipping below her skirt’s hem to check just how wet she really was.

She found soaked through dripping fabric, instantly drenching her fingers in hot wet arousal.

“Hnnff! Th-that’s not true! I- I’m not that wet, y-you can’t smell me down there!”

Her finger tips traced the crevice of her pussy as her soaked panties clung skin-tight to her swollen puffy muff.

“I guess I’ll just have to tear all your clothes off with my teeth to check then.”

The beast lunged and Lyra yelped, scrambling back from the reaching grabbing claws, then scrambling to her hooves and fleeing into the dark, racing past shelf after shelf, desperately looking for somewhere, anywhere, to hide.

Each step was accompanied by the softest  plat plat as droplets from her drippy panties sprinkled from under her skirt, a trail of droplets left in her wake as she left the dark part of the hall and moved into a well lit area.

She found what she was looking for, one of the massive heavy shelves had been drawn up close to the wall and the space between was only a slim gap, just enough for a small girl like herself to hide behind.

The sheep girl slipped inside the space, it was so tight that her breasts brushed against either side and she couldn’t turn her hips at all.

She frantically shuffled back just in time as with a roar and a boom the monster crashed against the wall, yellow eyes flashing as a massive paw reached behind the shelf grabbing for her, reaching to tear her to pieces.

Hyperventilating the sheep girl stared as claws moved just before her face, inches from ending her life.

But she had moved back far enough that they couldn’t quite reach, the wolf couldn’t touch her, she was safe, she’d done it, and after a few more attempts the monster retracted its arm.

A pair of luminous yellow eyes amongst black fur stared at her from the end of the cramped space, watching her carefully. After a moment the monster turned its head, attention shifting as it stepped away and vanished from sight.

Lyra let out a little breath of relief. Now she would only have to survive in this small space until morning and hopefully someone would come to rescue her, to save her from this terrifying beast.

Her racing heart started to slow, relief so strong it made her legs weak and wobbly.

She was going to make it.

She wiped sweat from her face just as the entire massive bookcase started to shift, a weightage in the tons of room spanning double wide shelves lifting away from the floorboards books spilling free as it moved.

With an awed expression she watched as the great thing rose up in the air, a staggering amount of weight lifted by muscular arms until with a snarl it was thrown aside over the top of a long table that split the row, disintegrating under its own mass as it smashed apart between the shelving.

Lyra tried to flee, she really did, but instead a massive paw whipped out and gripped her neck, lifting, turning and slamming her brutally against the opposite shelves.

“Did seeing me lift that turn you on? Your scent doubled when you saw me raising it all over your head.” His eyes moved down and a wolfish grin appeared. “Do you have a rain cloud under your skirt? You’re dripping all over the place Lyra.”

Lyra whimpered and shuddered, unable to form a reply.

“Why don’t I have a look?”

The sheep girl found herself rising up, the paw around her neck moving down to her hip along with the other until she found herself seated in Rain’s paws, held up in the air as a massive head pushed between her legs, muzzle parting her thighs, spreading her to access her loins.

“N-nuuu!” squealed Lyra, hands desperately scrabbling at the beast’s head as it moved toward her privates.

She didn’t even begin to slow the monster from pushing beneath her skirt and a large tongue darted from behind its teeth, licking up over her skintight soaked panties and eliciting a gasp, then more breathy gasps as it rolled up and down, swirling around the little hard shape hidden behind the fabric, her engorged clit, teasing with touch.

Then the tongue slipped to the side, pressing in her muff before dragging at the thin cloth, pushing it to the side as it peeled away from the surface of her pussy, exposing her folds to the heated air and Rain’s breath.

“Ffrrrccckkk” she groaned, curled over the monster’s head as the giant tongue lapped at her wetness and stiff little clit, softness deforming under his relentless tongue, quelching wetly as her labia was played with, her wetness causing her folds to slip and glide around the muscles motions with quick slippery ease.

“Oh god Opal wasn’t kidding about the tongggue hnnnn! Y-you can’t do this to meeee!”

“You can’t stop me.” said Rain, momentarily pulling his tongue back to trace around the softness of her puss, eliciting adorable little moans as her hips bucked mindlessly against his muzzle. He suddenly slipped his paws fully around her waist to gain leverage then pressed his mouth against her folds and sloppily made love to her pussy lips.

The blissful squeaks from above signalled Lyra’s appreciation and he started to edge his tongue deeper. Her back arched and a long lush moan was drawn from her lips as Rain’s huge tongue eased deliciously slowly into her passage, stretching her around its girth as his teeth brushed against her clit.

Then he went deeper.

The desperate trembling clenches against his undeniable tongue were what he was waiting for and with a grin he thrust, slipping deep within her and then squirming furiously against her walls, scraping up her pleasure centers as he writhed the muscle from shallow to deep, each plunge into her depths causing her to buck against him and cry out, her pussy contracting harshly as she rode over the cliff into yet another powerful orgasn.

His efforts were rewarded as a little of her nectar fountained into his mouth and he happily drank her down, thirstily partaking of her as he drove her yet higher, her pussy squeezing tight over and over as squirming and quivering against the muscle in tight little circling motions.

From experience he knew now was the perfect moment to take her to the next level and he went in for the kill.

“AIIIEEEEE!!”

Boiling hot pussy juice gushed over his face in long powerful jets, hips thrashing in his paws as she exploded over him, fluid rushing into his mouth to pour from his lips before he drew tight and clamped against her puss, applying a sucking pressure and drawing her down as she rolled into a second thrashing orgasm even greater than the first.

Lyra opened her mouth wide and howled, fingers clawing frantically at his ears in bliss tipped ecstasy.

To be crude, he played her like an instrument until she’d cum her brains, pushing her to climax after climax and then… it was over.

Lyra flopped back, chest rapidly rising and falling, blouse soaked through with sweat.

He could practically hear her eyes rolling back, feeling that satisfied little expression of hers, mouth hanging open, corners lifting.

She was well and truly done for.

“Your tongue is too freaking muuuch, uhnf! That felt… that felt amazing…” she breathed.

He eased back, massive tongue slowly pulling from her clinging heated folds until it came free with a wet schlrp and a trickle of clear fluid that rolled down his chin.

Lyra managed to gather some basic composure and lifted her head to look down at the wolf head pulling from beneath her skirt. She bit her lip, eyes fixated by the sight of her soaked black panties dangling from his teeth, a wicked grin on his face.

“Th-that’s r-really furking hot you know that right?”

He snorted a laugh and spat the panties aside, gripping hold of the sheep girl and turning toward the heavy oaken table. Lyra found herself whipped through the air and slammed down atop the table top that divided the shelves from the wall.

Huge claws came down on her front, shredding her blouse and leaving her indecently round breasts wobbling across her chest, a stiff pink nipple slipping free from her bra. He roughly grasped her pencil skirt and pushed it up her hips until it was just a slim rumpled circle around her waist, her lower half left naked.

She peered down over her bust with difficulty, eyes going round as Rain’s length came into her view a little over fifteen and a half inches of fat cock lowering down onto her body, her abdomen, the sheer heat of it warming her body.

It was a lot of cock.

And she needed it inside of her like she needed to breathe.

“Look what you’ve done to me, are you going to take responsibility for this?” sad Rain, his voice low and near, the vibrations tickling her body.

Lyra nodded her head dumbly and chewed her lip. Her hands darted up and pulled at her ribbons, hair was freed and spilled around her shoulders and across the table top, instantly shifting her appearance from severe prim librarian to something wilder, something more sexual.

It caused a reaction and the already enormous member stiffened further poking against the underside of her bra. Rain groaned at the touch and fell forward, paws coming down above head as he bent over the table, Lyra’s legs spread into splits as his thighs forced them up, her knees hooking around his legs.

The tip of his cock slid up with the motion, poking under her bra and parting her soft boobs, the tip rising up between as he leaned more and more over her, his chest above her head as he practically fell over the heavy table.

Lyra barely noticed despite the intimacy, fixated on the massive cock head rising up from between her boobs. She watched as little beads of pre leaking from the tip smeared across her clear skin, over the softness of her breasts, the intense heat on her flesh, the powerful scent striking her nose like a hammer. She swallowed noisily.

Without a moment’s hesitation she grabbed for it, both hands part encircling the shaft below her breasts as she leaned her head down and open mouthed kissed the tip, a long groan escaping as she tasted him, taking the beads of pre cum into her mouth and swallowing.

She could feel herself somehow becoming even wetter and needier with his taste.

Her eyes rolled up as Rain thrust forward into her mouth, the tip spreading her lips slightly as she was pushed back, bumping against her teeth, her legs drew tight against his thighs and her hands clutched the length, bra clad breasts parting around him, her entire body becoming a toy to masturbate him.

She didn’t even need to bob her head much to get him off, working his long malehood with her tongue, mouth, and throat as he made little thrusting motions over the table, huffing as his mass, overwhelmingly larger and heavier than herself, shifted over top, dominant in size but in that moment weak to her tenderness.

She soon got a reaction for her efforts with her mouth and breasts and hands, working his length from so many directions at once the stimulation was intense and Rain shuddered over her.

She was rewarded by a heavy spurt of cloudy clear precum, the hot fluid quickly filling her mouth, filling her until her cheeks were bulging out and she had to pull away. The built up  fluid waterfalled from her lips and all over her breasts and neck as she gasped for air.

Her gasps were stifled as more spurts of pre splashed across her face, splashing up her neck, her chin, into her gasping mouth and over her eyes until she blocked it with a hand, spurts of pre dashing against her fingers until finally he slowed and stopped.

Rain pulled back as the fluid covered sheep girl blinked, sprinkles of pre flicking from her eyelashes.

“G-gods you are too much!”

“Want to stop?”

“Hell fucking no.” came the breathy reply. She smiled happily up at him and made a show of licking pre from her lips. “You’ve got to properly ravage this innocent defenceless librarian.”

Rain grinned back and shifted away, lifting away from the table and dragging his cock down from between her breasts,  a trail of cloudy slightly sticky fluid left in its wake as his cock continued to drool all over her.

The trail of pre followed his cock down her front, over the top of the rumpled skirt, then pooling and overflowing in her belly button before he dragged his length back far enough that the tip was balanced on her mons.

“D-do it,” whispered Lyra, eyes dancing as she watched from between her breasts.

Rain allowed his length to slip down, the tip grinding against her cute little clit before the mass came down facing her folds, slightly parted and trembling from sheer need and bawling lubricant that pooled and puddled around her globular rear pressed against the table top.

A soft keen escaped Lyra’s lips as the massive tool started to press in. It was impossible that he would fit, impossible! he was too freaking beeeg!

But then to her shock she found herself parting, spreading as the monster eased into her, lower lips easing around the broad tip, hungry to have him inside, practically pulling him in.

Eyes wide she watched as the impossible thing slowly eased its way inside her, stretching her more than anything she had ever felt, yet it didn’t hurt, it just felt… it felt fucking incredible and her breath caught in her throat as she watched her midriff rise with his penetration, her belly slowly pushing out with the blurred shape of his member.

Her hands darted to the bulge, cupping the shape of it, breath coming in pants as her fingers were pushed up and apart as more and more entered her, more cock, there was always more cock!

He slowed about halfway inside of her and then began to pull back, Lyra’s fingers following the bulge in her belly back as he eased free, her pushed up belly button sinking back down, his cock now covered in her juices lightly steaming in the air before it began to once more ease back in.

“Oh f-furrrckkkk”

Rain moved into long languid sawing strokes, spreading the sheep girl before pulling back only to inch deeper with the next slow stroke, each incredible thrust causing Lyra’s heart to beat harder, her fingers pushed up by her rising belly more and more, her incredibly wet pussy slurking and quelching over him as her juices eased his movement.

Her unribboned hair bounced wildly around her head with the motion until her librarian glasses slipped from her face to clatter against the table. She barely noticed.

The pace gradually increased until he was sawing in and out and her back rose, arching as sparks transformed into electricity that surged up from her pussy rising and building as he tended her until with a shriek her legs went stiff toes splaying as her nails dug at her belly bulge.

skllrrrrrsh!! skllrrrrrsh!! skllrrrrrsh!!

She howled as she sprayed down his front, a massive squirting messy orgasm that made her muscles tense so much it practically hurt!

Rain paused.

“Want me to slow down?”

“G-Go! don’t stop!” she cried out.

The next thrust was sudden and deep and she squealed as her walls rippled up and down his length even as he pulled free once more.

“Ah, AH! H-harder! Harder! Fucking destroy meeeee!”

She sang as the pace increased, Rain putting his strength to work, thrusting deeper and deeper until his massive knot was slapping up against her abused puss with each stroke, the massive ball of flesh reddening her fat pussy further with each wet slap against her folds, squishing down her clit.

The thrusting became harder still and the heavy oak table started to shift back across the floor as the too big monster fucking the sheep girl thrust himself on it, thighs colliding with the edge.

The table crashed up against the shattered bookcase blocking the row and then began ramming against it as Rain growled, roughly thrusting himself into the sheep girl, forcefully trying to fit his knot in her swollen pussy.

The table didn’t hold up under the treatment and with a shriek of wood it began to disintegrate, tablelegs coming free as planks separated.

He snarled and grabbed hold of the Lyra as the table fell apart around him, wrapping a paw around her waist and neck he lifted her and slammed her against the bookcase to the side causing it to fall against the bookcase behind giving him an angle to keep fucking the sheep girl.

Which he did.

Hard.

Lyra screamed as she found her back pressed against books, her pussy enthusiastically   spraying down the monster bent over her as he roughly pounded up into her.

Brutal thrusting followed, each slammed home thrust causing her cry out as it drove her up the angled bookcase, his knot slamming wetly against her engorged muff until finally:

Schlrr-POP!

Her folds stretched paper thin around the massive bulb before engulfing it entirely, slipping around the base and pulling tight, her insides clamping down around it.

“Mmmh-HNNYAAA!!!”

Skllrrrrrshhh! Gllrrrrrsch!

She cried out as she squirted wildly, soaking her legs and hips. “Fill meee! don’t stop! don’t ever stop! HNYAAA!!” she clawed at his chest as she spurred him on.

Rain grit his teeth and rapidly humped up as he thrust her down over and over with what little give his knot inside allowed, her pussy straining wide before slopping back as he lifted, the pace accelerating until he was throwing his head back and roaring, whole body stiffening up as he held her, sheathed to the hilt, cock going rigid in her quivering pussy until the first pulsing surge of boiling hot cum pumped into her womb, immense heat filling her core causing her to squeal, toes splaying as she in turn stiffened up, legs extending either side of him as she came harder than ever before, jets of her squirt spraying up between them as she screamed.

“AAAIIIIIEEE!!”

The arc of her tummy rose with each little erratic thrust, tugging her labia back and forth with the knot now too large to come out. She buried her face in his fur as she howled, hips rocking as her pussy milked him for all he was worth, rippling up and down and drawing all she could from him.

The delicious taut sensation of Rain’s cock shifting and spraying into her, each surge stiffening it further, was sending her into repeated mind melting ecstasy, each groaned ejaculation pushing her into the next orgasm before the last had even finished, a chain of orgasms that sent fireworks non-stop crackling across her mind.

Her belly gradually rounded with his seed, passing three months, then six, until she appeared eight months pregnant, her hands clutching weakly at her rising midriff, eyes rolling up, jaw slack, there was just so much!

And then it was over. Lyra slumped back limp as she found she couldn’t milk a single drop more from her monster.

Rain lay over the top of her.

Both of them just breathing.

“I- I’m so full with youuu,” moaned Lyra, hands feeling around the mass that was her cum tummy.

“Feeling better now?”

Lyra nodded dumbly. “I… I feel like I’m glowing and tingly all over, like there’s this warmth in me and-”

A light caught her eye and she paused as she watched a firefly-like thing drift through the bookcase next to her head, a particle of light.

“What… is that?” It drifted into her bare shoulder and she yelped as she was electrocuted, her passage tensing up around the length inside of her. “What the fuck?!?”

Rain blinked down at her then turned his head to see the more lights drifting lazily through the bookshelves, more fireflies that snapped and zapped as they touched at his fur or Lyra’s skin.

“That Lamia bitch! she told the real actual librarian we’re here!” scowled Lyra as she batted a firefly away only to get buzzed once again.

As they watched more fireflies drifted through the wall, and in the distance came a light growing ever brighter.

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