She was shaking with fear as the beasts face moved down towards her, she closed her eyes tightly against the horror of what was going to befall her. She felt something warm and wet move across her face and she opened one eye ever so slightly and realised that the creature was licking her face. It raised its head and she looked up at it through frightened, tearful eyes.
Its mouth was open, its tongue sticking out of the corner of its mouth, and it was panting happily whilst its tail wagged which put her in mind of an excited puppy. It started licking her face again like a dog that had missed its master, its slobber was getting into her mouth and her nose and she tried to turn her head away. Her hands were on the side of its face trying to get it to move whilst all the time aware that no matter how friendly the wolf seemed right now, it could easily turn on her and kill her. She managed to turn her head to the side and spat out the disgusting goo, gasping for breath.
The wolf was licking her ear now and she could feel the dampness getting into her hair as the beast pushed its muzzle under the red hood. Its face was furry and tickled her skin but she was just relieved that the creature was not trying to eat her. She still had a chance of surviving. Its tongue slid down from her ear across her jaw line then trailed down her bare throat. The air moved against her skin sending a cool chill across the areas that were dampened with saliva and her own tears.
Its head pushed under the material of her coat and she whimpered uncomfortably as its tongue pressed into her cleavage and she felt soft fur against the curves of her breasts. Even through her panic and fear she felt a surge of embarrassment at the way the creature was licking her sensitive chest. Its paws shifted downwards, its claws catching in the material of her coat and parting it, revealing her full breasts, still partially covered by her red bra. She struggled awkwardly, embarrassed despite her terror as the tongue moved across from one breast to the other, occasionally flicking under the lacy edges of her bra and catching her nipples making her cheeks blush. The wolf moved its attention back to her cleavage and started biting through the thin lace of her bra, ripping it with ease and separating the two cups. It continued to lick her whilst she struggled unhappily, the beast pushing the material out of the way with its muzzle then moving up to gnaw through each of her bra straps before pulling the destroyed undergarment from her body, leaving her breasts entirely bare. She let out a miserable squeal, feeling humiliated as the beast rubbed its face against her naked, pert breasts. She was aware that the wolf was nothing more than an animal, that surely it would not get any sort of sexual gratification from doing this but its actions were making her anxious and ashamed. She struggled wildly and the beast reared its head, letting out an angry growl before clawing at her coat, ripping off the buttons, and then parting the red material to reveal her quivering body, naked except for thin lacy panties. It pressed its whole body down over her, forcing her down into the grass.
Her body froze in disbelief and terror. She could feel the beasts huge, hard cock pressing against her leg and suddenly any doubt of what the creature had in mind was gone and her worst fears confirmed. It was going to try to rape her and she didnt know how to stop it! What kind of disgusting, perverted animal would want to rape something that was an entirely different species? Just the mere though of it filled her with revulsion and she let out an angry scream as she renewed her struggling. The beast let out a guttural roar in reply.
All of her struggling was in vain, the beast was so strong and its body so heavy that it was impossible for her to get out from under it. Her arms were free, her hands tightened into delicate fists and she hit the creatures furry shoulders but it barely seemed to notice, she was so weak in comparison. The beasts huge paws caught the womans arms and pinned them above her head, she could feel the leathery pads of its paws against her wrists, reminding her even further that this thing that had its cock against the bare skin of her thigh was not human. She let out a sob at the thought of what the creature was going to do to her, and flinched in disgust as it lifted its hairy chest, stared down at her nudity and dripped drool across her breasts and then her stomach. Its paws moved down and grabbed her waist, holding her body still. Its head hovered over her groin, she could feel its drool soaking into the thin lace of her underwear. The beasts head dipped down and gripped the hem of her panties in its teeth and pulled the lacy, garment down, revealing a strip of red curls. She pushed her legs tightly together, trying to stop her panties from being pulled down her thighs but the beast responded by arching its back and using its hind legs to push her legs apart. Her panties were pulled down to her knees before the creature returned its attention to her naked pussy, now on full display thanks to the beasts legs that still pushed her legs apart. More droplets of drool fell against the downy hair between her legs before the beast dipped its head down and started lapping at her sensitive flesh like a dog lapping up milk. She wailed in humiliation, desperate sobs pouring from her as she tried to shift her hips away from the onslaught. Her hands slapped at the beasts head, but it continued heedlessly, so instead she tried to pry its paws from her waist but this too was useless so she just flopped back, exhausted and sobbing, letting the monster have its way.
The beast slid its paws down from her waist to her hips, doubling her humiliation when it proceeded to grip her hips tightly and force her to gyrate against the tongue pressed so firmly against her damp sex. She was so wet down their now, and not just from the beasts saliva, the teasing tongue had aroused her. She wept desperately, overcome with the disgrace and shame of what was being done to her by a wild animal. She whimpered and then gritted her teeth as the tongue slipped easily into her pussy, wiggling and pushing in and out, over and over again. The humiliation of being penetrated by the beast was unbearable.
Her eyes were blurred with tears as she watched the beasts head bobbing between her parted legs, her chest heaved, her nipples hard and pointed. She closed her eyes, trying to let her mind drift away, but she could not stop thinking about the fact that it was a giant, vile beast that was pleasuring her. Its giant, strong paws moved across her chest and pushed her breasts up and together, playing with them as it fucked her tight hole with its tongue. The wolfs hind legs still pinned her own legs, but she was now held down by her chest instead of her hips giving her lower torso a bit more freedom and she took this opportunity to twist her waist and try to shift her hips away from the beasts face, but she still was unable to move her body enough and was unable to get away from the probing tongue. Humiliatingly her struggling only resulted in feeding her arousal as she squirmed and rocked against the tongue buried inside of her.
The wolfs tongue slithered out of her, flicked against her feminine lips for just a moment and then the beast raised its head. She was panting, her whole body trembling and her damp little sex gasping for attention despite how vile and sickening the thought of what the beast had just done to her was. Her pussy was throbbing and the skin across her whole body tingled. But her mind was stronger than her body was and again she started to thrash around violently to try to escape the beast. The wolf grabbed her roughly and spun her over onto her stomach. It forced her onto all fours, manipulating her body with its strong, enormous paws. She felt its cock rub against the cleft between her ass cheeks and she cried out in shock, tears of frustration and anguish trickling down her cheeks and into the grass. Through the blur of tears she saw the bottle of wine that she had been carrying laying in pieces on the ground. She reached out for it desperately, grabbing the bottle by the neck and found that it had broken in two, the edges were sharp and jagged. She stabbed wildly behind herself, unable to see what she was doing or even reach backwards very easily in her awkward position. She felt her makeshift weapon make contact with the beast and the creature let out a howl and a whimper as it recoiled from her, momentarily freeing her enough for her to crawl out from under it. She staggered shakily to her feet, almost falling over in her high red heels. She started to run along the path towards the Woodcutters house, a heavy breeze blowing against her naked and damp body, but she barely noticed the cold, she was so scared and desperate to escape. She glanced down at the bottle in her hand, knotted fur was caught in the broken glass. She had hoped that she might have damaged the beast more than that, but now she had a bad feeling that the wolf had mostly just recoiled in shock. Indeed, the beast seemed to have gotten over its initial distress and she could hear it behind her bounding along the path after her. Suddenly it leapt over her, landing on all fours and spinning to face her. On its shoulder a small tuft of fur was missing, the skin beneath it grazed and red. She'd barely hurt it at all.