Chapter 4

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Translator: MadScientist

Chapter: 4

Chapter Title: Gray Wolf (2)

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— 27. Gray Wolf.

They don't inhabit the forest entrance, so they're not commonly seen there, but people often venture deeper for gathering or hunting and stumble into their dens. Also, starving gray wolves will leave the forest to attack humans, so caution is advised.

'That's exactly my story.'

Haa. Back then, I really thought I was done for. Requests that pay two silver coins always have a reason. If I'd known it was a wolf den, I never would've gone.

'Shall I turn to the next page...'

It wasn't a story I was particularly interested in. His original personality or whatever had been buried under 'Animal Lover' anyway. In front of me, he was nothing but a sweet, angelic pup.

I flipped through the pages until the necessary info came up, then stopped when a captivating title caught my eye.

—27. 3. Ecology and Habits.

'Perfect. This is it.'

Gray wolves leave one individual alive during a hunt to track it back and destroy its entire den. They possess a brutal temperament.

They're inherently ferocious, but pack rivalries are rare. If food is scarce, they even split up. The vast majority of reported attacks are from splintered individuals, and...

Hmm. It felt just like watching a documentary.

More interesting than I'd expected, so the pages flew by.

...In particular, if a male without a mate separates from the pack for whatever reason, that individual becomes extremely ferocious.

'Aha.'

So that's why he tried to kill me on first sight. I didn't know the exact reason he'd split off, but Bori seemed to be one of those 'splintered individuals' described in the book.

'Was it a lack of food?'

What if his loyalty wasn't rising because I wasn't feeding him enough? My head spun. I could barely afford his meals as it was—what if food was scarce? Waves of guilt and worry crashed over me. Sorry that your owner's poor.

I swallowed my gloom and turned the page.

Males sometimes leave the pack due to a shortage of females. In such cases, they become even more ferocious than usual and embark on a journey to find a mate.

'...Huh?'

This takes priority over hunting and survival, and if they fail to find a mate for an extended period, they may even rape other species. Confirmed cases so far include...

Hmm. Hold on.

'Wh-what? Rape?'

I widened my eyes and checked the paragraph. No mistake. Rape. It clearly said rape.

I rolled my eyes toward Bori without moving my head. He sat loyally, tongue lolling out.

I read on, heart pounding.

Right. It mentioned cases. Cases.

Small monsters like goblins, gnomes, kobolds, and so on...

— Gulp.

......Rarely, even humans have been reported. Few victim cases exist, so further research is needed.

..........

— Thud.

I closed the book. An unconscious action. My face inexplicably flushed, and my racing heart wouldn't calm.

So, Bori came looking ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to pounce on me? Not to kill me, but to... mate with me?

No way. I shook my head. But given the situation, the thought kept resurfacing. That lakeside sight—his manhood as thick as my forearm...

'Am I going crazy?'

Why were lewd thoughts popping up? Lust. It was lust. I just needed to relieve it. So, what should I do?

'......Haa.'

I knew, but I'd been ignoring it until now.

'...And there's nowhere decent to go.'

I couldn't masturbate like some beast out in the open. Sure, I lived like a nomad riding Bori, but my values and morals were still those of an Earthling.

'And no way in hell with a guy.'

Not that I'd ever hook up with a man, even if it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠killed me. A woman's body or not, the thought of mingling flesh with some dude filled me with disgust. I adapted and accepted quickly, but I had no desire to shatter long-held notions just for that.

Then what the hell was I supposed to...

Haa.

The worries felt futile.

'Whatever. It's my body.'

*

"Bori. Stay here a bit. Good boy?"

I slipped out the city gates, avoiding people's eyes. Riding Bori, I arrived at the lakeside where I always bathed. Not to bathe, of course.

I had Bori sit and ordered him to wait. Then I moved far enough that he couldn't see, finding a flat spot to settle.

"Ahem, ahem."

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Shlrk. I slid off my pants, revealing white underwear. Maybe from all the water exposure, they felt a bit tight.

I blankly stared between my legs. A straight slit was starkly visible through the fabric.

"Ah, uh. Um. So..."

Familiar yet still strange, I groped my body. Soon, I slipped a hand inside the underwear.

Pressing my buttocks firmly like in clamp masturbation sent tingles through my body, a slight pleasure surging. My expression grew wanton—mouth opening wider, drool trickling... My face burned. Breath hot, lower belly throbbing oddly.

"Nngh, hah..."

With my meager knowledge, I chased pleasure. Pinching my clit, shoving slick fingers into my tightly clogged pussy to rub the walls...

No eyes on me, perhaps. I took a cruder pose, masturbating without shame.

Leaning against a tree, legs spread, fingers plunging in. Panting like a beast. Pinching nipples, or sprawling on the bare ground to thrust into my pussy.

Like a beast. Erasing all human traces, becoming a mere bitch.

After minutes of stabbing that tiny hole, a new sensation flooded me. Something pressure masturbation could never reach—something to pierce the sealed barrier—

— Squish!

—Climax.

"Ha, hi, hiiik..."

Mouth round, hips arched. For one second, two... Vulgarly squirting fluids in orgasm.

I finally understood what "back arched like a bow" meant. I exhaled raggedly, face blissed out. I didn't know if all women climaxed like this. Maybe I was just extra sensitive.

Still, from this shameless masturbation where I cast aside all dignity...

'Gotta do this more often...'

Why hadn't I sooner?

No need to deny my instincts as a female. Denying changed nothing. But the way I relieved it? That was my choice.

My first proper masturbation—fingering—was better than expected. So good I wanted more. Becoming a woman ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hadn't reduced my libido at all.

'Maybe because my fingers are small...'

A bit disappointing.

Still, it sufficed. I wanted more, but Bori was waiting. How many minutes had it been?

"Bori, I'm o—"

As I went to pull on my pussy-soaked panties, a massive shadow engulfed me.

"Kyaaak?!"

Startled, but the familiar fur scent revealed the culprit.

"B-Bori?"

Gray wolf, Bori.

Bori lunged at me, panties still off, drool dripping.

"Ah, p-panties..."

Durability worn from long use? They tore right off. They were tight anyway; I'd buy new ones, so no big deal, but...

"Hyaa, hyaaa—?!"

Bori buried his face between my legs, sniffing deeply.

"Wh-what are you doing?! G-get away!"

I shrieked, and he pulled back his nose.

Bori retreated with a slightly downcast look.

"Haa, haa..."

Panting roughly, I gathered my clothes.

"...Pants are a mess too. Your doing?"

The pants were soaked in saliva, sticky with something weird.

Wait a sec, this...

I widened my eyes and gasped.

"Y-you..."

Semen. This was semen. Calm down. Calm. With trembling hands, I summoned the status window.

Sure enough, arrows popped up.

'He's in heat? Why?'

The term 'heat' especially made my eyes bulge.

Then it hit me—I'd overlooked a dog's sense of smell.

Bori could sniff me out anywhere. While I fingered myself to climax, that lewd scent wafted the whole time he waited.

Face flustered, I stroked Bori. But 'that' part of him still dripped thick white fluid.

What flustered me most was the status window's [Heat Cycle] description.

'Changes to frustrated in 2 minutes?'

Loyalty minus 60. A brutal debuff. I could raise it back, but would he even listen? 90 was already iffy; 30 could mean he'd bite me dead.

"W-wait. There are other wolves around. Let's find one together. Okay?"

But time was short. It ticked away as I flailed.

"Uh, uh..."

I swallowed hard. Males without heat cycles still had libido—probably rampant. They usually unleashed on females in heat... and the only female here was me.

I stamped my feet.

"B-Bori. Calm down a bit. Okay?"

Anxious-faced, I clicked 'Details'. Maybe a solution? But it just showed the same info—no new options.

I pleaded with a pouty face at Bori. But quelling instinct-driven urges was no easy task.

'Should've raised another wolf.'

But then food costs would've doubled. I'd starve for real. Couldn't hunt daily...

'Resolving heat cycle increases loyalty limit and cap...'

The status window's sole solution.

'Mate with Bori. That's what it's saying.'

Less than 30 seconds left.

'Run away?'

The thought crossed my mind, but with my agility 6 frail body against his 45, escape was impossible. Caught in a second, then forcibly... ruined...

'B-but... better than with a man...?'

When cornered, people rationalize.

Dwindling time scorched my reason.