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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,264
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The Smell of Death
The Smell of Death
Title: The Smell of Death
Author + Email: shewolf [whitewolf56au@yahoo.com.au]
Pairing: None
Rating + Warnings: NC17, horror, death, mild swearing
Disclaimers: This story is mine, wholly and solely
Beta: Blaxkdrang
Archive: EA, Forbidden_Pleasures, [yahoo groups], AFF.net. Any where else please ask.
Notes: All of my stories can be found on my yahoo group site Shewolf a.k.a Wolfy. [ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/shewolf_aka_wolfy/ ]
Everything in between # # is one thinking in ones own mind.
Feed Back is always welcomed, so tell me what you think please.
Summery: The forest holds many secrets, some most dark and evil.
** # **
With his nose raised high he smelled the nights air, #The snows will come early this year#.
The full moon shone his way, he had walked this path so often, he knew it like he knew his life.
He stopped and listened, he sniffed the air once more #This way# he picked up his pace, standing on a fallen tree limb he watched.
He will feast well tonight.
They were unaware of his presence, for they were to busy pleasuring each other.
He sniffed the air again #Man seed# He snarled.
“What was that?” She asked, stilling herself for a second.
“It's nothing, just some creature of the night... like me” He teased, then bite her hard on the soft fleshy part of her neck.
The young lad pumped her harder, thrusting for all his might while squeezing her breast.
“Take it easy Sam, we have plenty of time”
“May be so, but I want to fuck you till you scream for mercy”
She laughed.
The brightness of the lighting lit the forest and the limb that he was standing on, he snarled again. A clap of thunder, another flash of lighting, another snarl.
This time she saw him just standing there, a clap of thunder, a flash of lightening, a human scream then another and then... silence.
The Spotted Owl hooted, blinked twice and watched as he ripped a huge chunk out of the lads throat, he quickly ate it then went on to the next part.
He tore at the youths chest and buried his nuzzle deep into his chest cavity, when he found what he was looking for he tore it out and gobbled it down.
Then he went onto the female, he tore at her clothes ripping them to shreds, he was after just one thing - her heart, for it was the most delicate of organs and the most tasty.
He padded his way to the stream and testing the water wadded in, cleaned himself off and waited.
** # **
The hunter found them, their bodies torn and ripped apart, even their faces were chewed.
“Wolves” He whispered to himself.
He looked around, saw the owl and asked “You want to tell me what happened here?”
The owl just hooted at him.
“I guess not” And walked away to his truck to radio in what had happened.
** # **
The next night was the same, only this time he found a bum that had wandered to far into the dark forest, the bum sat on the damp ground and lifted the brown paper bag up to his lips and gulped down several mouthfuls of the fiery liquid.
He closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep, but the sounds of snarling, made him open one eye then the other one.
Before him stood the biggest wolf he had ever seen or was he just dreaming. The wolf snarled again, bearing his teeth and then growled.
The bum's scream was heard through out the forest and then the crunching of his bones as the wolf, tore and ripped his way through his skinny, foul smelling body.
Their heavy sighs could be heard as the lifted what was remaining of the bum, into a black plastic bag.
“We have to find this creature Fred”
“Yeah I know Robert, I know”
** # **
She had argued with her husband again, this time he had hit her hard across the face, making her nose bleed.
She fled the house “And don't come back you stupid bitch” Echoed in her ears. She ran and ran, not caring where her feet took her.
He watched her enter his woods, the side of his mouth lifted into a smirk. #Dinner#.
She finally came to an abrupt halt as she collided with a tree. “Shit” She swore and fell to it's base. “Fuck him, why should I go back this time?”
He cocked his head this way and that way, just watching her, he could smell the blood from her nose and the salt from her tears.
He jumped down from his observation point and stalked his prey.
She raised her head slowly, her heart was in her throat # Scream you fool# her mind was telling her, but instead, she closed her eyes and waited for death to come.
He softly padded his way towards her #I smell her fear#. He sniffed the air around her and snarled again.
She felt his breath on her face and neck #Hurry up kill me, end my miserable life#
Then she felt it, his claws ripping at her clothes, tearing them to shreds. He bite down hard on her neck but instead of taking a chunk out he stopped and re-thought his actions.
He then did something that he had never done before, he raped her.
She put the fleshy part of her hand into her mouth, and bite down hard to stop herself from screaming.
His windigo-hands held her shoulders down as his man-penis, pumped in and out of her, he howled at the moon when his hot seed spilled into her.
He did not remove his wolf-man torso off her, but kept her pinned when his desire for her returned he thrusted in and out again, this time she realised her teeth grip on her hand and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
She opened her legs wider to accommodate him more, he thrusted harder, she thought she would tear in two, again he howled at the moon when he spilled his seed and again he did not release her.
6 more times he took her and each time she moved her position to accommodate him further. When he finally climaxed for the last time, he slowly and gently slip out of her.
He nuzzled her chin to make her open her eyes and look at him. What she saw was not the eyes of a wolf, all dark and fierce but the light blue eyes of a man.
She lifted her hand a stroked his fur face, he opened his mouth and gently gripped hold of her wrist with his teeth, then releasing it, turned and ran off into the night.
** # **
~~ 2 months later ~~
They found the bodies of her husband and what looked like a wolf, deep in the forest.
“Why would Robert go out on his own? What a stupid thing to do” Fred asked his hunter friend.
“They say that he had another fight with his wife, she ran off again and he went looking for her”
“Yes, by why come into this dark, spooky forest?”
“He found out that she had a lover and that she meet him in the woods”
“So stupid him came to find them together but instead found the wolf”
“Yep that's it”
They removed Robert's body, then turned the wolf over and got the surprise of their lives.
“Mother of god, what the fuck is that?”
“I do not know, he's a man I think or is he a wolf”
“He is a windigo, more wolf than man” Another of the hunters said, “My father saw one when he was a lad, but my granddad said that they killed the last one... apparently not”
** # **
~~ 5 months further on ~~
She climbed out of the bath carefully, making sure not to slip on the damp floor.
Her belly moved, she touched it lovingly. Soon it will be time for her child to be born – but – was it the child of her lover or her arsehole husband?
The End
Title: The Smell of Death
Author + Email: shewolf [whitewolf56au@yahoo.com.au]
Pairing: None
Rating + Warnings: NC17, horror, death, mild swearing
Disclaimers: This story is mine, wholly and solely
Beta: Blaxkdrang
Archive: EA, Forbidden_Pleasures, [yahoo groups], AFF.net. Any where else please ask.
Notes: All of my stories can be found on my yahoo group site Shewolf a.k.a Wolfy. [ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/shewolf_aka_wolfy/ ]
Everything in between # # is one thinking in ones own mind.
Feed Back is always welcomed, so tell me what you think please.
Summery: The forest holds many secrets, some most dark and evil.
** # **
With his nose raised high he smelled the nights air, #The snows will come early this year#.
The full moon shone his way, he had walked this path so often, he knew it like he knew his life.
He stopped and listened, he sniffed the air once more #This way# he picked up his pace, standing on a fallen tree limb he watched.
He will feast well tonight.
They were unaware of his presence, for they were to busy pleasuring each other.
He sniffed the air again #Man seed# He snarled.
“What was that?” She asked, stilling herself for a second.
“It's nothing, just some creature of the night... like me” He teased, then bite her hard on the soft fleshy part of her neck.
The young lad pumped her harder, thrusting for all his might while squeezing her breast.
“Take it easy Sam, we have plenty of time”
“May be so, but I want to fuck you till you scream for mercy”
She laughed.
The brightness of the lighting lit the forest and the limb that he was standing on, he snarled again. A clap of thunder, another flash of lighting, another snarl.
This time she saw him just standing there, a clap of thunder, a flash of lightening, a human scream then another and then... silence.
The Spotted Owl hooted, blinked twice and watched as he ripped a huge chunk out of the lads throat, he quickly ate it then went on to the next part.
He tore at the youths chest and buried his nuzzle deep into his chest cavity, when he found what he was looking for he tore it out and gobbled it down.
Then he went onto the female, he tore at her clothes ripping them to shreds, he was after just one thing - her heart, for it was the most delicate of organs and the most tasty.
He padded his way to the stream and testing the water wadded in, cleaned himself off and waited.
** # **
The hunter found them, their bodies torn and ripped apart, even their faces were chewed.
“Wolves” He whispered to himself.
He looked around, saw the owl and asked “You want to tell me what happened here?”
The owl just hooted at him.
“I guess not” And walked away to his truck to radio in what had happened.
** # **
The next night was the same, only this time he found a bum that had wandered to far into the dark forest, the bum sat on the damp ground and lifted the brown paper bag up to his lips and gulped down several mouthfuls of the fiery liquid.
He closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep, but the sounds of snarling, made him open one eye then the other one.
Before him stood the biggest wolf he had ever seen or was he just dreaming. The wolf snarled again, bearing his teeth and then growled.
The bum's scream was heard through out the forest and then the crunching of his bones as the wolf, tore and ripped his way through his skinny, foul smelling body.
Their heavy sighs could be heard as the lifted what was remaining of the bum, into a black plastic bag.
“We have to find this creature Fred”
“Yeah I know Robert, I know”
** # **
She had argued with her husband again, this time he had hit her hard across the face, making her nose bleed.
She fled the house “And don't come back you stupid bitch” Echoed in her ears. She ran and ran, not caring where her feet took her.
He watched her enter his woods, the side of his mouth lifted into a smirk. #Dinner#.
She finally came to an abrupt halt as she collided with a tree. “Shit” She swore and fell to it's base. “Fuck him, why should I go back this time?”
He cocked his head this way and that way, just watching her, he could smell the blood from her nose and the salt from her tears.
He jumped down from his observation point and stalked his prey.
She raised her head slowly, her heart was in her throat # Scream you fool# her mind was telling her, but instead, she closed her eyes and waited for death to come.
He softly padded his way towards her #I smell her fear#. He sniffed the air around her and snarled again.
She felt his breath on her face and neck #Hurry up kill me, end my miserable life#
Then she felt it, his claws ripping at her clothes, tearing them to shreds. He bite down hard on her neck but instead of taking a chunk out he stopped and re-thought his actions.
He then did something that he had never done before, he raped her.
She put the fleshy part of her hand into her mouth, and bite down hard to stop herself from screaming.
His windigo-hands held her shoulders down as his man-penis, pumped in and out of her, he howled at the moon when his hot seed spilled into her.
He did not remove his wolf-man torso off her, but kept her pinned when his desire for her returned he thrusted in and out again, this time she realised her teeth grip on her hand and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
She opened her legs wider to accommodate him more, he thrusted harder, she thought she would tear in two, again he howled at the moon when he spilled his seed and again he did not release her.
6 more times he took her and each time she moved her position to accommodate him further. When he finally climaxed for the last time, he slowly and gently slip out of her.
He nuzzled her chin to make her open her eyes and look at him. What she saw was not the eyes of a wolf, all dark and fierce but the light blue eyes of a man.
She lifted her hand a stroked his fur face, he opened his mouth and gently gripped hold of her wrist with his teeth, then releasing it, turned and ran off into the night.
** # **
~~ 2 months later ~~
They found the bodies of her husband and what looked like a wolf, deep in the forest.
“Why would Robert go out on his own? What a stupid thing to do” Fred asked his hunter friend.
“They say that he had another fight with his wife, she ran off again and he went looking for her”
“Yes, by why come into this dark, spooky forest?”
“He found out that she had a lover and that she meet him in the woods”
“So stupid him came to find them together but instead found the wolf”
“Yep that's it”
They removed Robert's body, then turned the wolf over and got the surprise of their lives.
“Mother of god, what the fuck is that?”
“I do not know, he's a man I think or is he a wolf”
“He is a windigo, more wolf than man” Another of the hunters said, “My father saw one when he was a lad, but my granddad said that they killed the last one... apparently not”
** # **
~~ 5 months further on ~~
She climbed out of the bath carefully, making sure not to slip on the damp floor.
Her belly moved, she touched it lovingly. Soon it will be time for her child to be born – but – was it the child of her lover or her arsehole husband?
The End