Sorrow, Extreme Fear, and Desperate Resignation
In the chilly air of the basement, a strange warmth was rising. After the bizarre yet peaceful shared bath had ended, Eunha wore the thick black fleece hoodie that Taeo had fetched from the clothing section. Zipping it all the way to her neck, the soft lining gently embraced her cold, frail fifty-kilogram upper body. Beneath it, however, she remained utterly naked—not a single scrap of underwear allowed. The warehouse’s cool air brushing her bare thighs constantly reminded her exactly what sort of creature she was to him.
Both of Eunha’s hands clutched a torn-open can of food. With her vision sealed away, her blind senses could not identify its contents. All she knew was the salty, oily taste of meat stew stimulating her tongue. Each desperate swallow sent the cold stew into a stomach that had been starved for too long; it convulsed, greedily absorbing every nutrient. The calories racing through her bloodstream brought a faint flicker of life back to her trembling limbs.
At the same time, a grotesque transformation was occurring in her lower body. The sticky saliva Taeo had frantically licked into her contained unknown healing agents that forcibly knit together her torn mucous membranes and ruptured muscle tissue. The bruised, knife-like pain in her cervix. The shredded pelvic floor and vaginal walls that had been brutally stretched by the swelling knot. Even the microscopic tears around her anal sphincter. A sickening itch and throbbing, as though thousands of insects were crawling beneath her skin to mend broken vessels, now ruled the space between her legs. The bleeding had completely stopped. The agony had faded into a faint, alien discomfort.
The wounds had healed. The speed of recovery was astonishingly miraculous, yet in Eunha’s empty silver pupils there was no joy—only a deep, pooling despair. The fact that she had healed meant only one thing: the massive male wolf was once again ready to tear her body apart.
The moment she set the empty can on the floor—
-Sssuuup. Whoooooo.
In the darkness, the beast’s breathing changed. It was no longer the calm rhythm of the creature that had lain beside her, grooming his wet fur. This was a hot, scraping rasp rising from deep in his lungs, a thick, guttural rupture. Eunha’s sensitive nose caught the vile scent slicing through the air’s humidity. Male pheromones so dense and sticky they nearly paralyzed her nasal membranes. The beast’s rut had begun.
Thud. Thuuud.
Heavy footsteps approached. The overwhelming heat radiating from the ninety-kilogram mountain of fur scalded her cheeks.
“Ah…..”
Before Eunha could flinch backward, a massive forepaw shoved her slender shoulder, slamming her down. Her back hit the thick cardboard and mattress laid across the floor.
Thump.
Over her sightless eyes, a colossal shadow poured down. Taeo’s thick chest pinned her upper body completely. The crushing weight stole her breath; a choked scream tore from her throat.
“Hngh, T-Taeo….. I-I can’t breathe…..”
But the beast did not stop. His enormous muzzle burrowed into the nape of her neck, blasting hot breath across her skin. Then his rough snout mercilessly shoved up the hem of the hoodie covering her lower body. In an instant, her bare legs and pussy were completely exposed to the cold air. Eunha instinctively tried to close her thighs, but Taeo’s thick, heavy hind leg forced its way between her knees and wrenched them apart. It was absolute helplessness born of an overwhelming difference in mass—resistance was impossible.
Against the soft inside of her thigh pressed a sensation too horrific to imagine.
Splat. Sluuuurp.
The hairless, hot, slippery mass she had washed earlier. Taeo’s cock had already retracted its thick foreskin and stood fully exposed. The red shaft, normally as thick as an adult man’s forearm, was now engorged with blood, radiating ferocious heat. The writhing of the thick veins covering its surface and the sickening rigidity of the os penis running through its core crushed against her delicate bare thigh.
“Aah…. No, this can’t be real…..”
Eunha’s lips trembled violently. Even though penetration had not yet begun, the mere physical sensation of that colossal pillar settled between her legs created the illusion that her pelvis was splitting. The flared tip of the bulbus glandis prodded and rubbed at her closed vaginal entrance, still barely healed by saliva.
Squelch. Smear.
The sticky precum dripping from the male’s tip fell onto her dry pussy, clinging like lubricant. Tears she had been holding back finally burst from Eunha’s clouded silver eyes.
They were not only from fear. Bone-deep sorrow and grief pierced her. Just moments ago the beast had licked her cheek, sharing his body heat. He had healed her wounds and waited patiently while she ate. In that fleeting instant, Eunha had foolishly believed she was being respected as his only companion in this hellish world.
But she had been wrong.
The reason Taeo had washed her, fed her, and mended her injuries was singular: he had simply repaired a broken mating doll. He had maintained his tool so it could once again receive his massive cock and be filled with semen. The horrific truth that, to this enormous male, she was nothing more than a vessel for copulation and excretion—nothing more, nothing less.
-Grrrrng. Sssuuup.
Taeo’s jaw muscles flexed. His lower body drew back slightly, loading for a single merciless thrust that would use inertia to drive the bone-hard shaft through her vaginal walls all the way to her cervix.
“Aaaagh! Hngh, it hurts…. Every time, every single time it feels like my insides are being ripped apart…!”
Eunha’s scream shattered the silence of the underground warehouse. If that brutal os penis pierced her now, the vaginal walls that had only just healed would tear open again in a flood of blood. Her rectal wall would be crushed until she could not even breathe. And when the terrible knot swelled afterward, she would once more endure the hell of her pelvic muscles ripping apart. Biological terror at its limit seized her mind.
With shaking hands she reached out, desperately pushing against the hard chest fur of the beast pinning her down. It was like trying to move a boulder, yet she clung to his pelt with nails that felt ready to break and sobbed.
“Anyway…. Hngh, you’re going to do it anyway, right….. I can’t run, I can’t stop you…..”
Her entire face a mess of tears and snot, Eunha stared sightlessly into the air and begged in utter desperation.
“So please…. Make it hurt less….. Until my insides loosen up, at least give me some foreplay…..”
Her choking sobs pierced the beast’s ears.
“If you just rip into me… I really…. I really think I’ll die, Taeo…. Please…!”
A fragile female trembling in his arms, belly exposed in total vulnerability, radiating extreme stress hormones while begging for her life. Taeo could not understand human language. He had no concept of the word “foreplay.”
Yet the beast’s keen instincts sensed that the female’s current state was not mere resistance to mating. The overwhelming scent of cortisol pouring from her skin. The erratic heartbeat threatening to burst. And above all, the nuance of “I’ll die” carrying the crisis of a living being’s life force. The predator’s intuition warned him that his marked female—his possession—was on the verge of breaking.
-Grrrrrrrrr…!
From deep in Taeo’s chest erupted a horrifying vibration that suppressed both exploding lust and instinct. The trajectory of the massive red pillar that had been about to impale her hole twisted strangely in midair and stopped.
Thump.
His heavy forepaw planted on the floor beside her shoulder. The beast’s upper body that had been crushing her slowly lifted. While Eunha coughed and gasped for air now that her lungs were free, the beast’s enormous head turned.
-Sssuuup. Sniff.
Taeo’s muzzle slid past her chest and belly, plunging between her widely spread thighs. Hot breath blasted directly against her dry pussy.
“Ah!”
Eunha flinched and bucked her hips, but the beast’s thick forelegs clamped down on her pelvis, pinning her immovably to the floor. Preparation for mating. The primal foreplay of a beast intending to melt her insides with saliva, making her soft and flexible enough to accept his massive os penis without tearing, was about to begin.
In the darkness, the beast’s jaws parted wide.
Squelch.
“Ungh! Kgh…”
A massive tongue covered in hundreds of rough papillae writhed and descended between Eunha’s legs.