Last stroll

"You are walking through the forest, unknown to the fact it was a full moon and there were three werewolves who needed to breed a female. You could tell over time that you were being watched and start to feel uneasy, so you run, but trip over a branch and fall down onto the ground.Before you're able to stand up a werewolf jumps at you and holds you down.The werewolf's grip was strong, his erect penis was pressing against your thigh. Two other werewolves came out, their dicks hard."

"As you try to get up and kick your legs, the werewolves overpower you, making it impossible for you to escape. Their grip is too strong as they hold you down tightly."

<The werewolves are too busy holding you to the ground and preventing you from escaping, they would not notice the knife even if you had managed to get it.>

<The werewolves are too strong and hold you down tightly, making it impossible for you to grab the knife.> Your leather armor doesn't stand a chance against the strength of the werewolves.

"Your attempt to kick the werewolf in the dick does not work, as he is too strong and the other werewolves are holding you too tightly. You find yourself completely at their mercy."

<There is no Lydia around, you are alone with the three horny werewolves.> Your struggling proves ineffective as they hold you down tightly, making it impossible for you to escape.

<Unfortunately, Lydia is not around to help you.> You find yourself completely helpless and at the mercy of the three werewolves.

<The horny werewolf on top of you does not notice the arrow that hit him.> You feel the hot liquid trickling onto your chest as the injured werewolf shifts his body, intensifying his grinding on your thighs.

<Despite your efforts to contain the werewolf, his arousal is too strong and he moves closer to your pussy.> You look around to see where the arrows were coming from, but everything seems quiet and you can't spot anyone around. However, the werewolves seem to be startled by the arrows and are looking around as well.

<The werewolves are slightly taken aback by the arrows, giving you a small opening to escape.> You are able to break their grip and get out of the position you were in.

<You quickly roll out and get into a fighting stance, with both daggers in hand.> The werewolves are now standing further away from you, looking around for the source of the arrows.

<The injured werewolf is still too distracted to notice you.> The other two werewolves are looking around, but they quickly refocus their attention on you.

<The werewolves growl and bare their teeth in response to your words.> They seem unfazed by the odds stacked against them and are ready to pounce at any moment.

<You hear another arrow, but you are unable to locate its source.> The arrows seem to be disrupting the werewolves and making them uneasy.

<You strike the injured werewolf, causing him to howl in pain and grab onto his wounded member.> The other two werewolves quickly move to attack you as you attempt to distract the injured werewolf.

<The speed and strength of the werewolves are overwhelming.> Their attacks are swift and powerful, making it difficult for you to dodge or block them.

<One of the werewolves managed to bite your left shoulder, causing you to scream in pain.> The pain is intense and you feel the werewolf's teeth sink deep into your flesh.

<Your attempt to move your left arm prove ineffective, as it seems the tendons have been ripped during the attack.> The pain is intense, and you realize that you won't be able to use your arm effectively anymore.

<You use your free hand to stab the attacking werewolf.> The werewolf howls in pain as you drive your dagger into its flesh, causing it to back off momentarily. However, the other werewolf continues to approach you, its eyes focused on your body.

<The arrow misses its mark and further adds to your misery.> The pain from your wounds is intense and is making it difficult for you to focus on the fight. The remaining werewolf continues to circle around you, waiting for its opportunity to strike.

<You look around for the injured werewolf that you severed its cock off, but it seems to have disappeared from sight.> You can see the other two werewolves circling you, waiting for their chance to attack, but the injured werewolf is nowhere to be found.

<You hold onto your dagger tightly, trying to steady yourself and focus on the fight.> Despite the pain from your injured arm, you stand firm, ready to face the remaining two werewolves.

<You wait for the werewolves to move, keeping your guard up.> The werewolves circle around you, looking for an opening to attack.

<Another arrow flies by, hitting one of the werewolves in the shoulder.> The werewolf howls in pain and loses its balance momentarily, giving you a slight opening to attack. The other werewolf looks around for the source of the arrows, distracted from the fight, but quickly refocuses its attention back on you.

<You jump on the opportunity and stab the werewolf in front of you.> The werewolf howls in pain as you drive your dagger into its flesh. However, the other werewolf takes advantage of your momentary distraction and lunges towards you, attempting to take you down.

<As you stab the werewolf in front of you, you feel an enormous force push you from behind.> The other werewolf has lunged towards you, knocking you off balance and causing you to stumble. Your injured arm makes it difficult for you to roll effectively, and you fall onto the ground, your dagger slipping from your hand.

<You attempt to get back up, but the pain from your injuries makes it difficult.> You struggle to get back onto your feet, feeling the pain throb through your body.

<As you try to get up, you realize that you have lost too much blood to continue.> You feel yourself growing weaker and more lightheaded as you struggle to stay conscious. Suddenly, you see a shadow moving behind you, but you are unable to turn around to see who or what it is.

<You roll onto your back to face the shadow, unable to get up and fight. You grab a cloth from your pouch with your right hand to try to stop the bleeding, while keeping your eyes on the shadow.> The shadow approaches you slowly, revealing the injured werewolf that had disappeared before. It limps towards you, its expression a mix of anger and pain, clearly intent on finishing what it had started.

<You notice that the three werewolves are back, and the injured one now has another arrow sticking in his chest.> You also notice blood all over its mouth as if it had attacked someone, likely the archer who had shot it with an arrow. The werewolves approach you, showing no mercy and intent on satisfying their animalistic desires.

<You are wearing torn armor and barely able to cover yourself from the werewolves.> You hold on to your injured arm, feeling that you may have fought your last battle. The werewolves continue to approach you, their intense hunger and thirst for blood evident in their eyes.

<You close your eyes for a second and take a deep breath, trying to collect yourself.> The sound of the werewolves growling and snarling around you is overwhelming, but you try to focus on your breathing and control your fear.

<As the three horny werewolves approach, you let out a scream in defiance.> The werewolves continue to circle around you, savoring the anticipation of satisfying their desires.

<You feel a tear run down your cheek, the overwhelming feeling of fear and helplessness taking over.> The werewolves growl louder as they sense your vulnerability, relishing in their power over you.

<You slowly take a vial of mage's fire from your pouch, hoping to use it as a last resort.> The werewolves circle around you, their eyes fixed on your every move.

<You wait for the werewolves to attack, holding the vial of mage's fire tightly.> The werewolves approach cautiously at first, but their hunger and desire overcome their hesitation and they lunge towards you with all their might.

<As the werewolves approach, you feel your body going limp and struggling to resist.> They get closer to you, sensing your vulnerability and taking advantage of it for their own pleasure.

<You feel a hot and thick member humping against your exposed stomach, causing you to cry out in fear and pain.> You hold onto the vial tightly with your right hand, knowing that this may be your only chance to fight back.

<As the werewolf violently penetrates you, you let out a moan of pain and anguish.> Your body bucks under the force of the werewolf's movements, tears streaming down your face as you feel violated and helpless.

<As soon as you let go of the vial, it hits the ground and a blue flame engulfs all of you.> There is a sudden and intense pain as you and the werewolves are consumed by the flames. In just a matter of seconds, everything goes black, and there is nothing.

<The next morning, loggers discover an eerie and strange scene of four charred bodies in the forest.> The bodies were unrecognizable, burnt beyond recognition, but the loggers could see that they were all human-like with wolf-like features, making them assume that it was likely a pack of werewolves that had met their end in the blaze. The loggers made note of what they saw, but decided not to investigate any further into the matter, afraid of what else they might find in the dark forest.