Don't leap at it

From Create Your Own Story

You, fearful, cower back where you are. The Alpha gets harder by the moment, but instead of being animal, like you imagined, it took a different course. It slowly licked her tits. Her groaned and struggled, but eventually gave in and enjoyed it a little. The beast moved to her wet member, to which she responded by screaming out loudly. Taking this as an okay, the beast pulled away. He then mounted her, his chest on hers, and his large member bulging her stomach. She moaned in pain and fear, no longer enjoying it. The beast kept going, until her cummed, visible swelling her. You slowly approached, finally brave. However, the beast was in a blind fit, and he swung at you in one hit, killing you. As you bled out, dying, Sylvia was led away, broken, sad, crying, into the woods. At a cave, she met the pack, whom she...serviced unwillingly. Eventually, the Alpha took her next to him and let her rest. She was, at this point, a beast, and she, instead of resting, lustily posed for the Alpha to enter her vagina. He did, cumming in her quickly. She continued to service the males, everyday, until her genetics changed. Her hair grew blue feathers, as theirs were. She eventually swelled, not with cum, but with pups. When she gave birth, they were pure beasts, no human left. Every three months she bore 10 pups, all males, and every year, one female. The males would always grow up to breed with the Alpha Female, Sylvia, their mother, and impregnate her, repeating the cycle, for thousands of years.

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