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 wrapped her cold, frail fifty-kilogram upper body in a comforting embrace. Beneath it, however, she remained completely naked—not a single scrap of underwear permitted. The warehouse’s cool air brushing against the bare skin of her thighs constantly reminded her of exactly what sort of existence she had become.
Both of Eunha’s hands clutched a torn-open tin can. With her vision sealed away, her blind senses could not identify its contents with certainty. All she knew was the salty, oily flavor of meat stew teasing her tongue. Each frantic swallow sent the cold stew sliding down her throat, and her long-starved stomach convulsed, greedily absorbing every nutrient. The calories raced through her bloodstream, breathing faint life back into her trembling limbs.
At the same time, a grotesque transformation was unfolding in her lower body. The sticky saliva Taeo had frantically licked and poured into her carried unknown healing agents that forcibly knit together her torn mucous membranes and shredded muscle tissue. The bruise on her cervix that had felt gouged out by a blade. The ruptured 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 pulsing throb—like ten thousand insects crawling beneath her skin to mend broken vessels—now ruled the space between her legs. The bleeding had stopped completely. The agony had dulled into a faint, alien discomfort. The wounds had healed.
It was an astonishing, almost miraculous rate of recovery, yet in the empty silver-white voids of Eunha’s eyes, only thick despair pooled. The fact that she had healed meant only one thing: the giant male wolf was once again ready to tear her body apart.
The moment she set the empty can on the floor—
-Sssuuup. Hoooooo.
In the darkness, the beast’s breathing changed. It was no longer the calm rhythm of the creature that had lain beside her, grooming its wet fur. This was a low, ragged rasp that dragged scorching air up from the depths of its lungs.
Eunha’s keen sense of smell sliced through the damp air and caught the vile scent. Male pheromones so thick and viscous they nearly paralyzed her nasal passages. The beast’s rut had begun.
Thud. Thud.
Heavy footsteps approached. The overwhelming heat radiating from the ninety-kilogram mass of black fur slammed against Eunha’s cheeks.
“Ah……”
Before she could flinch away, a massive forepaw shoved her fragile shoulder, slamming her backward. Her back hit the thick cardboard and mattress laid across the floor with a dull impact.
Thump.
Over her sightless eyes, an enormous shadow poured down. Taeo’s thick chest crushed her upper body without mercy, the crushing weight stealing her breath. A choked scream tore from her throat.
“Hngh—T-Taeo… I can’t—I can’t breathe—”
But the beast did not stop. His enormous snout burrowed into the nape of her neck, blasting hot breath across her skin. Then his rough muzzle ruthlessly shoved the hem of the hoodie upward, exposing her lower body completely. Bare thighs and pussy met the cold air in an instant.
Eunha instinctively tried to clamp her legs shut, but Taeo’s thick, heavy hind legs forced their way between her knees and wrenched them apart. The absolute difference in mass rendered resistance impossible.
Against the soft inside of her thigh pressed a sensation too horrific to imagine.
Slap. Squelch.
The hairless, fever-hot, slippery mass of flesh she had touched while washing him earlier. Taeo’s cock had already pushed free of its thick sheath, fully exposed. The red shaft—normally as thick as a grown man’s forearm—now throbbed, engorged with blood, radiating blistering heat. The thick veins writhing across its surface and the terrifying hardness of the penile bone at its core ground against her delicate skin.
“Aah… No, this can’t be……”
Eunha’s lips quivered. Insertion had not even begun, yet the sheer physical pressure of that colossal pillar lodged between her legs created the illusion that her pelvis was already splitting apart. The flared tip prodded and rubbed against her barely healed entrance, still slick with saliva.
Squish. Squelch.
Thick strands of precum dripped from the beast’s tip onto her dry folds, clinging like lubricant. Tears she had been holding back finally spilled from her cloudy silver-white eyes.
They were not only from fear. Bone-deep sorrow and grief flooded her. Just moments ago the beast had licked her cheek, sharing its warmth. It had healed her wounds and waited patiently while she ate. In that fleeting instant she had allowed herself the shallow delusion that she was being treated as a companion—someone he respected in this hellish world.
But it had all been a lie.
Taeo had washed her, fed her, and mended her only to repair a broken mating toy. He had simply serviced the tool so it could once again swallow his massive cock and receive his seed. To this giant male, she was nothing more than a hole for breeding and waste. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Grrrr. Sssshhh.
Taeo’s jaw muscles flexed. His lower body drew back slightly, coiling with the terrible patience of a predator preparing to use momentum for one merciless thrust that would drive the bone-deep shaft straight through her cervix.
“Aaaaah! Hngh—it hurts… 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 shaft drove into her now, the walls that had only just healed would tear open again in a flood of blood. Her rectum would be crushed until she could not even draw breath. And when the monstrous knot swelled, she would endure the hell of her pelvic muscles ripping once more.
Biological terror seized her mind completely. Eunha’s trembling hands reached up, desperately pushing against the rock-hard chest fur that pinned her down. It did not budge, yet she clung to the beast’s pelt with enough force to snap her nails, sobbing.
“You’re going to do it anyway… hngh… you’re going to do it anyway… I can’t run, I can’t stop you…”
Her entire face was ruined with tears and snot. Eyes unfocused, staring into empty air, she begged in utter desperation.
“So please… make it hurt less… Until I’m loosened up inside—ugh—please at least give me some foreplay…”
The choking sobs pierced the beast’s ears.
“If you just rip into me… I really… I really think I’ll die, Taeo… Please…!”
A frail female trembling as she clung to the beast’s neck. A weak creature baring her belly in total submission, flooding the air with extreme stress hormones, 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 her state was not mere resistance to mating. The overwhelming scent of cortisol pouring from her skin. The erratic heartbeat hammering as though it would burst. And above all, the raw note of mortal crisis in the words “I’ll die.”
His predator’s intuition screamed that his possession—his imprinted female—was on the verge of breaking.
Grrrrrrrrr…!
From deep inside Taeo’s chest came a horrifying vibration that suppressed both raging lust and primal instinct. The huge red shaft that had been aimed to pierce her twisted strangely in midair and halted.
Thump.
His heavy forepaw planted beside her shoulder. The crushing weight of his upper body slowly lifted. While Eunha coughed and gasped for air, the beast’s massive head turned.
Sssuuup. Sniff.
His snout slid past her chest and belly, plunging between her forcibly spread thighs. Scorching breath blasted directly against her exposed pussy.
“Ahh…!”
Eunha flinched, hips jerking, 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 who would melt her insides with saliva, making her soft and pliant enough to accept his enormous bone shaft without tearing. It was beginning.
In the darkness, the beast’s jaws parted wide.
Squelch.
“Eut! Kkng…”
The massive tongue, covered in hundreds of rough papillae, twitched and descended between Eunha’s legs.