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Human girls make the best breeders. (BK x Midge)

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Broken Knight

Supernova
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Apr 6, 2009
The wolf had known for quite some time that he needed to find a female. Humanity had hunted wolves nearly to complete extinction. For hundreds of miles, he searched for a female. For any wolf like him. There was none left, only the four legged ferals. The wolf had decided that odds being what they were, it would be a better idea to steal a human girl away. But, he had to do it just right, he had to specifically pick just the right human girl. If he chose wrong, she probably wasn't going to end up being able to carry out his ultimate goal of having his spawn. Odds were, this could take years with just one girl. He was willing to make that sacrifice, though. Although, it didn't seem like a sacrifice to him, but he could see how the girl would see it that way.

He was tall, lean and strong as hell. His fingers tipped in claws, his hands resembled and were referred to, as paws, though he retained the flexible fingers. He had a long, fluffy tail, two tall, pointed ears, tipped in white. The rest of his fur was a stark black. As with everything about him, over the years of generations that led up to him, wolves had evolved in accordance with their dwindling numbers. Black fur helped him blend with darkness, pads on his feet and hands helped him move silently. He could pick out a specific person from a mile away on scent alone.

He was in a tree, his deep blue eyes focused on her. It wasn't like he was going to jump out of a bush and yell "Surprise!", jump on her and drag her off. That wouldn't suit his plans in the least. He needed her to cooperate. He needed her to do what he wanted without question. That grand mother of hers... She certainly adored the old bat. Maybe... Deciding that the best plan, the wolf took off ahead of the girl, moving at a much quicker pace. In order for the plan that he'd hatched to work, he needed to arrive at the old bat's place first.

Arriving at the home before the girl, he was doing some scouting. He couldn't go in after the grandmother just yet, since the girl was just a few minutes behind. Instead, he decided to take a place in a tree some distance away where he could keep an eye on the home, and anyone entering or leaving it. Particularly the leaving part.
 
“Red?”

“Grandma….”

“Fine fine, Erin, do you think you could do me a favor?”


And that was how Erin’s conversations had always started with her grandmother every other day of the week, today being no exception. The older woman had made it something of a habit to call her granddaughter whenever she needed something. Someone to make her lunch when she was feeling to tired, to run to the grocery store when she didn’t feel like it, and when the woman was feeling really lazy she called her granddaughter over look for the remote. It was sad yes, a little depressing as well, but Erin was at the woman’s beck and call. Maybe because she was her only living relative, or maybe because the woman did actually care when no one else did, she wasn’t sure, but whatever the reason she was at her grandmas beck and call. It was tiring, and annoying, but she didn’t mind.

“She’s lucky I love her…” Erin let out a small sigh as made her way through Amber Woods, a small frown on her face. The twenty one year old had always hated these woods, even as a child. Well, no, that wasn’t entirely true. She loved this forest and all the things in it, it provided her with a since of…tranquility almost whenever she took a trip through the dense greenery. What she really didn’t like was the fact that her grandmother lived out here all by herself. There was grandpa once upon a time but he had met his end long ago to…well, no one was sure. Some liked to say it had been a hunting accident, he had shot himself with his rifle and bled out. There was a gunshot wound in his shoulder after all. But then there were those that believed it was a wolf attack, which would explain why it had looked like he had been clawed by animals. Erin didn’t believe anything in particular, all she knew for a fact was that he was dead and there was no way he was coming back. After the incident she had been afraid of coming into these woods alone as a child, but a lot had changed since then. She was no long afraid and the biggest thing was, she was no longer a little girl.

Erin stood at about 5’7 with a petite hourglass frame and average 36C breasts, her body toned in all the right places. Her skin was the color of milk chocolate and perfect from head to toe. She had short raven locks, only falling straight to her shoulders and no further. She had emerald green eyes that seemed to glow in the night, or at least so she had been told. Her nickname, Red, came not only a long lasting joke spawned from a rather inappropriate Christmas gift a few years back, but also her choice of attire. Erin had a habit of wearing something red every day, from her shirts to her shoes, lipstick, or earrings, today it was her jacket and a pair of rose shaped earrings. A long red leather coat had been placed on her figure, a matching red scary worn around her neck, a simple purple button up blouse and a pair of black slacks worn underneath.

Approaching the house the young woman would let out a sigh of relief, opening up the door and heading inside. “Grandma, I’m here!” Slipping off her jacket she would hang in on the coat rack, looking around with a frown. It was unusually quite…normally the T.V or the radio was on, something. The older woman had never liked it to be completely silent in her house, not even as a kid. So this was weird. “Grandma?” She would begin to walk through the house, searching the various rooms for the older woman. “Are you asleep?” If she was she wasn’t expecting an answer, maybe a snore, some kind of response would have been nice.
 
The wolf bide his time, waiting for the girl to be vulnerable. He watched secretively as she approached the home, moving into it and finding the old bag of bones asleep. It wasn't hard to tie the woman up, leaving her sitting on the bed. He heard a voice ring through the home not long after, smirking devilishly to himself. Picking the old, unconscious woman up, her feet dragging along as he moves her. Rio didn't care if she heard him coming, it was time to crash the party, anyway.

"She's a sweet old thing, isn't she?" The wolf asks, flashing his fangs. Standing in the doorway, so that she could see him. The wolf gives a laugh, raising the old bat's hand for her and waving with the limp hand. He was mythological to girls like her at this point. Most of his kind had been so hunted that by now to the point that most humans had never even heard of them, or they were told in stories and fairy tales as evil creatures that devoured children. It was humanity that had been brutal in the war. Taking hides and tails of captors as trophies, treating them like nothing more than dogs and raping their women.

He just figured it was a little payback. "So, here's the thing." The wolf says, smirking deviously, standing in front of the only door that led out of the room, her grandmother being used as a prop. "You can either cooperate and do as I say, or... well, I know where your grandmother lives. I know where you live. I know where your parents live. I'll tear your life apart piece by piece and make you watch. So, what's it going to be? Obey the big bad wolf... or watch him eat your grandmother before your eyes?" He bursts out laughing and waves the woman's arms around, poorly mimicking an old woman's voice going 'save me, save me!' as he entertains himself.

The way he saw it, he had no sympathy for the girl. She was just like the rest of those dirty human bastards that wiped most of his kind out. The wolf wasn't crazy, he was simply was trying to make the girl suffer, just as her kind had made him suffer. He didn't mind that it was just one girl, because maybe soon, it would be many girls.
 
“Hm?” The girl would turn hearing an unfamiliar voice, that frown still on her features. She wanted to hear something yes, anything. But a male voice that sounded less than friendly certainly wasn’t it. “Who’s th- what the hell?!” She was expecting to see a man there yes, but a wolf-man? No, no no, no. How was that even possible? Wolf men were myths, fairy tales, like Dracula and Bigfoot they were those things people always claimed to see but didn’t really exist. Or so she thought. Obviously the male in front of her was real, and he had her grandmother. Perfect.

“Put her down now!” As much the girl would have loved to think the authority in her voice would at least make him jump she knew it wasn’t so. He had no reason to be afraid of her. He had claws, sharp teeth, and was probably a good twenty times faster than her, if not more. And that all important factor that he wasn’t human. She on the other hand had no weapons, naturally or otherwise, and while fast didn’t see herself faster than the thing in front of her. It wasn’t hard to figure out which of the two was more of a thread.

“Well obviously you know where my grandmother lives if we’re here right now….” Probably not the best time to get smart with the wolf holding her grandmother hostage, but hey, whatever. Her arms would move to cross over her chest as she made her way over to the pair, standing in front of them. “As much as I would love to say screw you,” And she realllly did, “I love my grandma a bit too much for that. So put her back in bed and I’ll do whatever you want me to. Just leave her alone, and alive.” It was that alive part that was important.

Erin did her best to keep her voice from shaking, her tone as normal as possible. Even so she was scared as hell! She had no idea what he wanted her, or why he wanted her in specific. Weren't there other girls that could have done...well, what ever it was he was going to ask her to do? There were about a thousand and one questions going through her head right about now, but she wouldn't ask any of them. She didn't see him actually answering her so there was no point.
 
He looked on and watched the girl look at him with an assortment of expressions. Shock, awe, amazement, fear, anger. It was delicious to watch this girl's mind at work, she certainly was the right pick. Her head was moving faster than her lips were, of that much, he could tell. She was trying to act big and tough, like one might do to a bear in the woods threatening your food. Unfortunately for her, he wasn't a bear, nor was he after her food.

"Put her down now!" The wolf jumped, acting surprised, which of course dropped the old unconscious bat right onto her ass. "Oh! I put her down! Maybe a little too hard..." The wolf comments, grabbing the back of the old woman's shirt, again dragging the limp, but breathing body to her feet. "Yes, we are here right now..." The wolf says, glaring at the girl. Dragging his claw down the woman's cheek, he drew a long, thin line of blood.

"And if you keep running that pretty little mouth of yours..." He made the old woman smile with his fingers. "Your grandmother is going to be in several places at once. Wouldn't you just love that, granny?!" Rio asks the old woman, making her nod her head vigorously. Bursting out laughing, the wolf looked over at the girl with a smirk. "Oooh, you'll do whatever I want, hm?" He asks, walking the old woman to bed like a puppet. Putting her in, he even tucks her all the way in. Going back to the girl, the wolf grabs her shirt, dragging her toward him and off of her feet so that she was eye level with him.

"I'll hold you to that. And don't think you can just escape, come here and get your grandmother safe. I can track a human's dirty, disgusting scent for miles. You belong to me as long as you want your family to stay alive, got it girly?" He asks her, not wanting an answer, dropping her from his grasp, about a foot drop.
 

The girl would jump as she watched him drop her grandmother in such a way, tears pricking the edges of her eyes. Why, oh why was this happening to her? To them? What in the world had she done? Was this karma at work? Or the fates? Well if it was karma it was a bitch, if it was the fates then they were bitches. Simple as that. But there was nothing she could do about. She had given him her word and for the sake of her grandmother she intended to keep it. If not well…she expected the consequences to be nothing less than dire.

Watching her grandmother get dragged across the floor she did her best not to yell and scream at the wolf. Instead she simply listened to his words, a rather upset expression on her face afterwards. She wasn’t going to try and escape, she wasn’t going to run. That would have been stupid. She might have been scared, or well, terrified would have been the better word, but she was no coward and she certainly wasn’t a liar. She said she would do as he pleased and she would. Couldn’t do that if she decided to run. Besides, if he found her, when he found her actually, she was pretty sure the result would have been anything and everything but in her favor.

Watching her grandmother hit the floor she jumped, wanting to move to her, to comfort her, but instead stood still. “If you want me to do anything for you I would suggest not hurting one of the things you’re bribing me with. Hard to make me do what you want if I have no reason to do it…” she would shove her hands in the back of her pockets, trying her hardest not to lash out at him, to release all the emotions she was currently going through. Moving past him and to her grandmother in bed she would sigh, shaking her head. There was nothing more she wanted to do then cry to the woman right now. But she wouldn’t. Not in front of him. There was no chance in hell for that. “But I won’t run and I won’t hide. You say you know where I live then you’ll know where I’ll be if you want me.” But what for? What in the world could be possibly need her for? And why her?

Reaching over she would stroke her grandmothers cheek lightly, a small sigh escaping her lips as she looked down at the woman. This was not good. Not good at all. But what could she possibly do? For the sake of her grandmother nothing, and it was knowing that that killed her a bit on the inside. “Damn it…” she would murmur the words beneath her breath, turning to face Rio. “Just what do you want me for anyway? Can I at least know that?” As curious as she was though something told her knowing wasn’t in her best interest, but she didn’t care.

 
It didn't matter what she'd done with her life, or kharma or the fates, or whatever. None of it had to do with the actual truth, which was the simple fact that she was too beautiful for her own good. She'd the perfect beauty and was in the right place for the wrong things to happen to her. That's why it was happening. No gods, fates or kharmas, or anything was doing this to her. He was, and nothing else.

He handled the woman with little care as he drug her around. Plopping her on the bed, he let her alone when the girl had agreed. Watching her stand there and tearfully say good bye to her mother, the wolf smirked. The plan was working quite well so far, and that was exactly what he wanted. Rio could tell that she wanted to jump on him and just beat the hell out of him, but she wouldn't. Simply because he knew everything about her and her family, and what would happen to her if she didn't do what he wanted. At her question about what he wanted her for, he moved toward her, putting his finger on her chin, lifting her eyes to his own and leaning down so that his nose is almost touching her own.

"I'm going to use you to breed you..." The wolf said, smirking as he looks into her eyes, watching her reaction. The reactions to his actions were just as juicy as what he was about to take her off and do to her. Either way, he had control of her, and she wasn't about to escape him, so long as he knew everything about her and could get to her family.
 
As he got closer to her she would frown, wanting to move back more, to move as far away from him as possible, but she didn’t. Instead she would listen to his words, eyes widening as he stated exactly what he would be doing with her. He was going to…Breeding? What? He was going to…rape her, because there was no way in hell she would do it because she was willing, in hopes that she would have children. What the hell?! How would that even work? Wasn’t there a wolf woman out there somewhere he could do this with? Have pure-breed babies opposed to the possibility of what they could have had together?

“Two things and the first I would like to keep in but it’s going to come out eventually so I’m going to go ahead and say it now; Go fuck yourself!” Not the classiest thing to say around her grandma, but she felt it needed to be said. After all, express herself was all she could do. She couldn’t run and she couldn’t back out now, she had given him her word. “Outburst over. Anyway, why isn’t there some wolf girl you can do this with? Why me? Why in the world do you want me to bare you your children?”

This was great, this was fucking great. She was going to be taken away by a wolf and more or less become his sex thing for the next few years. Why years? Well, she couldn’t see the process of breeding being a short one and in the instance that it didn’t work the first time something told her he wasn’t the type to give up. And if he did give up well, something told her he would no longer have a need for her and as a result get rid of her, but that could have just been her thinking in the worst case scenario. But for some reason, she doubted it.
 
He watched the expression on her face change from that defiant anger to that of a stark, sudden fear. He stood there, a smirk on his face as he wtched her reel with the newfound information of what he was going to do with her. Maybe she shouldn't have asked after all, but who was he to withold information from her? Okay, so yes, he was going to rape her, at least he wasn't lying to her. The wolf rolled his eyes at her little outburst.

"I've got news for ya, sweetheart, it's not myself I'll be fucking. It's you." He tells her, watching her stand there, red in the face, shaking with anger at her situation. Once she calmed down, or what qualified as calming down, she rambled on with her questions, and he simply looked at her. "You'll excuse me if no females survived your race's little crusade against my kind. So, you're a pretty human girl and it's a little experiment to see if I can impregnate you." Rio tells her, the smile fading off of his face.

"Talking over." He said, leaning down and lifting her up. Tossing her over his shoulder. With that, he walked away from her grandmother, leaving the place and going into the forest with her. For all she knew, it could very well be the last time that she was going to see the place.
 
Hmm…so maybe she should have thought things through before cursing him, as that was one that could easily be turned back around on her. Listening to him she would arch a brow at his remark, or well, more so his expression. It had to be the first time that she saw him with anything but a smile. So he obviously had feelings about something, and obviously the lack of females in his race was one of them. As much as she wanted to pry on the topic she wouldn’t, last thing she wanted to do was actually upset him.

“Hey, wait, I –hey!” She would kick a bit as she felt herself being hoisted like a bag of potatoes over his shoulder. Well then. Could he have at least let her grab her jacket? Would have been a little hard to breed with her if she died from pneumonia or something. Just how was he expecting this to work anyway? The two had very little, if anything, in common that would make reproduction successful. Even if it was possible and she did manage to give birth the children would be…for lack of a better word, mutts. Which would be weird for all parties.

She wouldn’t complain, or scream, or question, but instead she would keep her mouth shut, not quite sure if she really wanted to know the answer to the question ‘where was he taking her’. It seemed like every time she asked a question she got an answer she would have been much happier with if she hadn’t known. Or at least, that’s what it seemed like. And while she didn’t scream like she was afraid she was deathly terrified and she had good reason to be; she was about to be used as a creatures fuck toy for how ever long it took him to get her pregnant. If that wasn’t something to be afraid of she wasn’t sure what was.
 
It really didn't matter if the girl pissed him off or not. The end result of what was going to happen to her was going to be the same. He was going to take her back to his 'lair' and fuck her brains out over and over again. The only question was, what was going to happen to her and how would she handle it? Rio had heard fairy tale stories about human girls who would become addicted to wolf cum if he did it to her enough. Well, either way, he was going to find out with her.

The wolf trotted out of the house and into the forest. He didn't care much if things whapped her ass as he walked through the branches with her over his shoulder. It seemed like they walked forever, but it ended up only really being about a couple hours. By the time that he'd set her down, she was standing in front of a small cottage. Reaching over, he puts his paw on her head and pointed to it.

"Home sweet home." He told her, looking at her. "And don't you forget it, missy." The wolf said, taking her by the wrist and leading her inside. Once inside, it looked like a completely normal 'human' home. As to how he came upon, built or how ever he aquired this place, would be up for her own little imagination to figure out.
 

By the time they reached their destination the girl knew she would have plenty of welts and markings along her backside. Well. That hurt. That hurt a lot! Once he had set her down she would rub her back side, groaning softly as she looked before her to make sure her butt was still in tact. Thankfully it was. When she finally looked forward she would blink, surprised to see the small cottage. How in the word did he…What was a…How did a wolf end up with this type of home?

Before she had time to ask any questions she could feel him grabbing her inside, a small growl passing through her lips. Did he have to be so rough with her? She wasn’t expecting him to be nice given their current situation, but still! Was him being gentle too much to ask for? Well…maybe just a little. But there was still a part of her that was hoping his was all some horrible nightmare opposed to reality.

“After I…” she sighed, biting on her lip as if she was trying to hold back the next couple of words. “After I give birth to your children,” assuming it would work in the first place, “Am I free to go? Or am I forever yours? Or are you just going to kill me” She wasn’t sure why she was asking, but hell, she was curious. Even if the answer was something gruesome in her mind she still had a right to know.
 
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