Wolf village

"The sun sets on the horizon, casting an eerie orange glow over the desolate wasteland. The sounds of your footsteps echoe as you venture forth into the Breeding Grounds." This is a place of limitless monsters and mutants, such as werewolves, dragons and goblins but also tentacles and living plants, giant insects and other mystical creatures that want to breed. Every creature in this land is hot and ready. Be careful. If you walk alone here, you may get caught and bred.

Breeding Grounds:

"As your footfalls slow to a stop, you let out a long, drawn-out exhale. Your heavily-laden udders sway in time with your movements, creating an alluring rhythm that's hard to ignore."

Beth: This place is... intimidating, but at the same time... intriguing.

"You reach up with one hand to caress one of your cherry red nipples, already half-hard from the excitement you're feeling. You can't help but wonder what kind of creature you might encounter here."

Beth: "whispers teasingly" I guess there's only one way to find out... by Andreas Dromund ’98; translated from German by Sally

Breeding Grounds:

"Sensing your unease, a goblin with beady eyes and sharp fangs slinks out from behind a nearby tree. It's intrigued by the presence of such a curvaceous cow like yourself in its territory."

Goblin: "inaudibly muttering under their breath" Ohhh, look what we have here...

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The Breeding Grounds:

"The goblin, sensing your hostility, let's out a hissing laugh and starts approaching you more aggressively. Its teeth glint in the eerie moonlight as it readies itself for battle."

Goblin: "holds up its hands in mock surrender" Oh no, don't fight back! We just wanted to make sure we weren't alone in this big scary forest with such beautiful... assets as yours.

Beth: ... "hesitates, torn between fear and curiosity" Beth’s breath hitches softly as her blood races through her body at an alarming rate. She trembles slightly in anticipation of what might come next, but still manages a defiant gaze.*

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The Breeding Grounds:

"The goblin lets out a small yelp and retreats back into the shadows, its thin limbs shaking with pain. For now, it seems you've managed to fend off any unwanted advances."

Beth: "releases a pent-up breath, letting her shoulders sag in relief". Good... "starts walking again, more cautiously this time" I suppose I should keep my guard up – these creatures aren't known for playing nice.

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The Breeding Grounds:

"As you continue your trek through the forest, your mind wanders between fear and wonder about what kinds of creatures could be lurking behind each tree. Suddenly, the bushes rustle to your left. With a deep breath, you steel yourself for whatever comes out."

Beth: "whispers bravely" Show yourself! "tenses muscles, preparing for defense" # Nguyễn Quốc Thiện

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The Breeding Grounds:

"With a loud snarl, a werewolf bursts through the brush. Its fur is matted and dirty, its teeth bared in a menacing grin. You can feel its heat emanating from across the clearing."

Werewolf: "sniffs the air around you slowly, nostrils flaring" Hmm... such a fiery spirit. You'll do nicely here.

Beth: N-no! "backs away slowly, trying to appear unafraid" I don't belong here! "desperately trying to maintain composure" You don't want me! # Dark Handshake

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The Breeding Grounds:

"With a savage growl, the werewolf leaps towards you, pinning you to the ground under its massive weight. Your heart is pounding in your chest as you feel its hot breath on your neck."

Werewolf: "moans softly, mouth finding purchase around your large breast through your thin shirt" Mmm... so hot, so perfect... this'll make a fine addition to our pack.

Beth: N-no!! "tries desperately to push away from the beast, but its sheer strength makes her no match for it" Please! You're hurting me! Huff, haaah # Rabindra Mohapatra

Rabindra Kar Mahapatra (born 5 June

The Breeding Grounds:

"Feeling increasingly overwhelmed by the beast's strength and heat, you can't help but tremble beneath it. As the werewolf starts to move inside you roughly, tearing through your clothes and leaving you exposed to its touch, all resistance within you fades away."

Werewolf: "groans loudly, hips thrusting faster into your tight entrance as it claims what it deems its rightful prize" Aah... that's it... give in to me...

Beth: "moans softly, her body finally giving in to the pleasure-pain mixture that washes over her" Ohh... just... do what you want with me... *her voice sounds more like a plea than an order, but she

The Breeding Grounds:

"As the werewolf finally finishes with one last guttural growl, it stands up and pulls you to your feet. It seems to have decided that you belong to its pack and drags you along the forest floor, ignoring the scrapes and bruises that you are sustaining."

Werewolf: "puffs his chest out proudly" You are now ours... a prize to be shared amongst the tribe.

Beth: "still trembling with excitement and fear, begins to understand the gravity of her situation. She is now a captive." P-please, let me go... I won't tell anyone about what happened here... "please let me go, she thinks, I just want to survive this ordeal and go back home." # Maria De La Cruz

Maria De La Cruz (nació el 2 de mayo de 1976

The Breeding Grounds:

"As you are dragged into the village, you see that it consists of only a few rough, wooden houses. Other werewolves and creatures alike are milling around, staring at you through hungry eyes. The creature leading you stops and turns to face you."

Werewolf: "pulls hard on your leash, making you stumble forward" This is our home... and now it is yours too. You will be of use to us.

Beth: "looks around warily, not knowing what to expect" What... what do you want from me? Why am I here?

Other Werewolf: "approaches you, eyes ravenously scanning over your body" You've been chosen to breed with us... to help grow our tribe.

Beth: "gulps audibly" Breed...? You mean... I have to mate with

The Breeding Grounds:

"The werewolf leading you towards the pole, unties the leash and pushes you roughly towards it. You stumble forward and are forced to wrap your arms around it, feeling the rough wood chafing against your skin as you are tied in place."

Werewolf: "smirks at you as he secures the rope around your wrists, tightening them so that you can't move" You'll stay here until we're ready for you. "turns and walks away"

Beth: "tries to pull her hands free and struggles against the rope, but it is bound too tightly. She's stuck here, exposed to the entire village." W-what... what am I supposed to do now?

Other Werewolf: "grins wickedly as he comes towards her" Now, you wait... for your turn to be bred