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Re Jayces Journey Catastrophy LunarDysis She could hear them speaking and she gasped as she heard them talking about her asshole and she squirmed. No! She yelled as they moved her down a bit, the other thrusting into her body and she swallowed, trying her best not to enjoy the beasts cock inside of her. Though she felt them spread her bottom a bit and rest her on his cock. She figured they'd ease him into her but they didn't. They shoved her down roughly, which shoved his nine inch cock into her. She screamed out in agony, the pain shooting through her body and her body almost went limp against the one who held her up. Growing light headed as his cock roughly ripped into her. It may be small to them, but that was still huge to her. Tears streamed down her face as the werebeasts pounded themselves into her small body.
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Re Jayces Journey Catastrophy LunarDysis Mhmm like it boys? the older said. Still holding her by the horn her bended her head upwards, his other paw going to her face, forcing open her mouth putting a single one of his long sharp claws into her mouth, he lightly let her feel it against her inner check. See blessed one, if you bite me, i will rip your face open. She could see him bending down towards her, this cock wasnt like the others, it was at least fourten or fifteen inches, and alot wider too. He pressed it against her lips untill she opened, then hard and fast slid it directly down into her throat, not elven half of him into her yet. Rhaulin was picking up his pace, panting like the animal he was as he brutally fucked her. His brother was doing it slower, groaning each time he thrust into her little tight ass moving slowly but surely all the way in reach time.
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Re Jayces Journey Catastrophy LunarDysis Her head was still tilted back as he held her head by her horns. At least the one in her ass was going slow but it hurt just as bad. She groaned out as Rhaulin brutally fucked her. She shook her head and whimpered as she felt his claw on the inside of her mouth and she swallowed. Her eyes widened and she shook her head as the tip of the third ones head pressed against her mouth. She closed her eyes tightly and opened her mouth and just as she did so. He thrust into her mouth roughly, causing her to gag heavily as his cock forced past her mouth and into her throat. Her hands moved and clawed at his legs, grasping his fur as all three of them gangbanged her roughly. Muffled groans and involuntary moans were heard from her.
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Re Jayces Journey Catastrophy LunarDysis The elder quickly pulled out again, giving Jayce a few seconds to breathe before he shoved it into her again, this time he put some of his weight into it as well forcing it truly into her throat, the bulge clearly visible from the outside. Rhaulin groaned loudly as he made his final thrust, hitting her cervix and spewing large amounts of thick cum into her. He held it there for a moment, letting it all pour out into her before he withdrew. Placing her legs spread out, each hoof placed on either side of Lhokar. Now that he was the only one he began tearing into her more quickly too, ravashing her little ass untill he came, spouting a new torrent of cum into her. Now that the old one had her to himself, he laid her on the ground, with her back on a small boulder to allow him the proper angle to penetrate properly into her throat. He took both her wrists in one huge paw, holding them fast while he held his other around her horns to assure she kept her head properly. He he looked down at her for a moment making sure she had regained her breath more or less before he trust into her again. This time he put his entire weight behind it. He let out a deep rumbling groan as he pushed every last inch of it into her.
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Re Jayces Journey Catastrophy LunarDysis She breathed in heavily as the oldest pull himself out of her mouth, catching her breath and gasped just as he thrust into her throat again, deeper this time. She felt both of the others pull out of her pussy and her ass. Though she grunted as her back felt the coolness of the small boulder. She shook her head and tried her best to hit him but one hand held her hands together above her head as she tried to kick him but she wasn't able to kick that high. Her eyes widened as her head was tilted back and she tried her best at screaming but it was completely muffled. His cock pushing deeper down her throat and she gagged as her eyes closed and rolled back. Almost to the point of passing out but gagged and coughed out as he pulled out and she caught her breath. Being put through the torture as he thrust himself deeper and deeper into her throat, until all of him was into her mouth and all the way down to the end of her throat. Her eyes closed and she thought she might make the best of it as she moved and she bit down onto him and quite hard.
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Re Jayces Journey Catastrophy LunarDysis RAAAAAARHHH He roared, lifting a paw to maim her as he pulled out his bleeding member. Having barely lifted his arm, Jayce saw him fly out of her vision, shoved away by an even larger frame. This one stood at least fourteen feet tall, almost double the height of the elder. You know the laws as well as i B-but- NO BUTS! the giant roared Who is next? he asked out to the gathering tigers. Get on with it! Three stood forwards, seemingly coming out of nowhere, despite their collosal sizes, each standing at least 10 foot tall on their hind legs, their cocks out and ready. Every one of them not quite reaching two feet in length between four and five inches wide. One stepped ahead, motioning to the one beside her with a grin. Lets take her between us he growled. The other nodded, and they both sauntered over to her. The first grabbed her arms and lifted her up effortlessly, while the second took hold of her hips, forcing her lips to part to his seventeen inches. Then he held her in place, waiting for the first to shove his cock up her other hole. When they had her pinned between her, they grabbed her shoulders, forcing her hard down onto their huge cocks.
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Re Jayces Journey Catastrophy LunarDysis She gasped and moved to cover herself though she watched him being shoved from her and she crawled back. She glanced around to move and get up though she was suddenly brought up to her hooves and she shook her head. Stop.. please. She said and looked to them, Please find someone else. She said and tried to push from him. But when she did she grunted and turned her head as she felt her back press against anothers chest. She shook her head and flew her hands out in front of her, trying to push the one in front of her away from him. But she cried out as they pushed her down and onto their cocks. Feeling them both rip into her ass and her pussy, tears continuing to stream down her face as her back arched in slight pain as her head fell back and hit his shoulder. Feeling the recent cum stream down her thighs mixed with a bit of blood with how rough they were.
Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

It had been a few years now since Blaine had taken up the role of Alpha Male for his pack. Things were going fine and he was a fantastic leader. The rest of his kin followed his leadership without question, for he had shown dominence in power and smarts over the last Alpha. The previous Alpha Male had been old and did not welcome change. Having been around for far too long, he was wise with knowledge but he was unsure how to keep up with the changing world. Seeing this, Blaine challenged his leadership over the pack and managing to get by with only a few scrapes and bruises, he won. Taking up residence in a tall appartment building, he began to gradually move his kin into the appartment. Now, the appartment complex consisted of nothing but werewolves. Nobody was the wiser to there little take over, and now Blaine had found a home for his brethren to live safely in. But as of late, whispers have been slowly working there way around. They spoke of Blaine being an unfit leader. One had already dared to voice his opinion, but was quickly made an example of. Some of the older members of the pack, who were reaching there final rotations of the seasons, worried about the future of the pack. For you see, Blaine had not yet chosen an Alpha Female, he had no mate. If it wasnt for all the good things Blaine had already done for the pack, he would have most likely been outcast from them a while back. A loud, high pitched ringing noise errupted from his pocket and tore him away from his thoughts. Reaching into his pants he pulled out a cell phone and snapped it open. Ya? Reaching his free hand up he shielded his eyes from the bright sun shining overhead. Yes, I know. Tell them not to worry about it... I'm out right now... I said don't worry about it. I'll find her! He barked through his phone, snapping it shut and cramming it back into his pocket. God dammit... He mumbled under his breath before walking off.
Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

The apartment complex didn't consist solely of werewolves. There was one human presence there, that of a young woman. She had lived there for about a year and a half after her parents passed on. Her grandmother, a sweet old lady offered the twenty-one year old to stay with her in the country-side. However, the woman politely refused. The city had it's benefits--busy life, plenty of job opportunities, inspiration, people... but sometimes, it was indeed annoying. Like, this large group of new men that had suddenly moved into the old apartment building. She remembered that summer night quite clearly. They all flooded in with duffle-bags and boxes without any warning, shuffling and trailing up the stairs. This particular summer night it had been fairly warm the streets were ardent though nearly empty, a few people littered here and there, traveling down the terrace-way. The park across the street resounded with cheerful chirping emitting from busy crickets. From the inside of the building emitted a young woman, tall and fairly curvaceous. Over her shoulders she was lugging a large, thick black garbage bag filled to the brim with personal junk disdain from the past few weeks. It was sitting there, smoldering and festering in the kitchen after her little absence, for she had been out of town. This was when the infestation of young men began. Though, she had no qualms. Though they were rowdy and loud, they seemed to keep to themselves. She was unsure, but maybe it was because they weren't quite aware of her presence yet. She had just returned home that previous night, anyhow. Downstairs she trailed, the length of her beautifully toned legs following one after another, garbed tightly in a pair of cottony gray shorts. Her top was a little different a tight, long-sleeved though thin burgundy hoodie that accented her thin waist and voluminous bust. Outside she heard the faint sound of a young man humming, strumming away at what seemed to be an acoustic guitar. Evening, Johnta. Didn't know you were back, the man said to the woman, peering up at her insanely milk-chocolaty eyes. They were slender and light, almost like that of a snake. He always loved to see the woman when she made a trek outside of the building. Her skin tone was like a creamy coffee texture, the length of her thick, black, matted lion's mane reaching down nearly to her delightfully round rear. Hey, she muttered dully. Her voice was virtually dripping with a honey essence, sublime, almost with a slightly sarcastic tone. It was smooth like freshly churned peanut-butter and vulpine just like her soft figure. She trailed towards the back of the building, just near an alleyway, lugging the garbage bag over to a dumpster and straining to toss it in. It was so hot out that just making that trek alone was difficult, though throwing a 30lbs sac of junk around wasn't exactly easy, either.listu
Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

At the sound of a deep, incredulous voice, Jonta had nearly cursed to herself. Wherever it seemed a woman was experiencing some form of strain, a man just had to intervene. Not all women were spineless. Even with his display of physical prowess, she wasn't severely impressed. Especially since she didn't even have any time to reply. She did, however, give the man a once-over. He didn't particularly seem like anything extremely special, though she was wrong on several points. One of his distinctive features, though, were the emerald tone of his forest green eyes. They had the glimmering goodness of a precious stone, and she found herself gazing into them they reflected light fragments like a prism and had an almost kaleidoscope-like effect. She wasn't going to be too outwardly rude, though. She gaze his hand a strong, firm shake, parting her lips. Jonta. Her reply was wary, cautious almost. This man's eagerness to help had startled her and made her fairly suspicious, though she was quick to drop the idea. I live here... in the Maplehurst building. It was difficult for her to feign interest, especially if she truly had anything. The only thing natural and appealing about this man, to her and especially in the dark, were his gorgeous gem-like eyes. His approach was merely startling... that, and she was trying to clean her messy apartment. She patted her hands on her legs, trying to remove some of the rusty, old metally flakes that were on her hands from the dumpster. You have... nice eyes. She made sure to make herself pay attention, then turned, preparing to shuffle off back into the building. Um... thanks again for the help, Blaine. She was sure to his his name, just so she didn't come off to standoffish. Anyway. I have work to do. Maybe I'll see you later.listu
Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

No doubt in her mind now that he was different. It was more then evident that she was displeased with his introduction and obviously, he noted that. But still, he acted brazenly, enough to even grab her arm. It was a grip that was burned into her brain. No man was that strong. He could have broken the bone in her arm! She felt her skin give way and sizzle under the arduous temperature of his calloused palms the strength of his large fingers crushing her veins. She shook the idea away. It wasn't important. After doing several more runs up and down the stairs she found herself finally able to rest. Inevitably Jonta have in to her throbbing soles and rested herself comfortable in a large, black lazy-boi chair positioned in the spacious apartment's living room. She clutched the remote in her hand and hit the power button, skimming over a few channels that she had presumed had something fairly decent on to watch. Nothing. The channel guide read 849pm which usually meant a new patch of programs would be coming on in about ten minutes. But she was impatient and had trigger-happy fingers which continued to mindlessly molest the chunk of plastic and computer-like wiring. Eventually she came across a news channel the title Mysterious Murder in local warehouse scrolled across the screen. She titled her head and kept her neck erect a murder so close to the apartment building? Intrigue caught her mind. The warehouse positioned on Fareview Terrace was supposedly abandoned for several years after the owner James Dentrment was charged with financial fraud. Just recently the police were notified that young men had occupied the building as some sort of gang hide out or base. This was information was verified this evening after a body was found dismembered inside of the warehouse. While the men occupying the building were all taken under arrest for trespassing, they had explained that the deceased's assailant was a figure averaging at about ten feet in height. CSI are currently trying to identify the body but they said it was so damaged that it may be impossible for them to get a name. What? Jonta leaned back in the chair. It didn't impact her as she thought it would but nonetheless it was odd news. An assailant averaging at ten feet? Impossible. They must have been so startled that their eyes played tricks on them, she thought, though that definitely was not the case. She sighed and leaned back in the chair, changing the channel once more. This time, some sort of horror-movie had commenced. She knew she was to stick around and watch it but still, a murder so close to home was startling. She exhaled curtly, a vivid look on her face. It was a movie she enjoyed, one that would require proper munchies, none of which she had. Fuck. Gotta go to the store, she uttered darkly, climbing over the lazy-boi and slithering on her flip-flops. It's not that serious , she attempted to convince herself as she tucked away a twenty-dollar bill in her pocket, exiting the large building. Oh, thank you shug I'm enjoying this, you're a fairly well-rounded roleplayr yourself. I hope I'm not writing too much for you! listu
Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

The dark haired man's voice reverberated through her head she gazed meagerly in his direction, hearing the curt curve of his balmy breath when he broke into a brisk jog towards her. Strange? Her lips formed the word perfectly. She regarded the man whilst craning her neck upward, tilting her chin just to meet his gaze. I just went to go get something to nibble on. I suddenly got this.. I don't know, a second wind would you call it? Anyway, yeah... I decided to maybe watch movies for a little bit. It's a Friday night, truly, there's nothing better to do. The shapely woman nearly had dropped her snacks, though she was quick to snatch them up--her reflexes were strong after a few years of kick-boxing. Jonta was a leggy woman, though surely not lanky. Sometimes it was just difficult for her to keep her footing, but naturally, she was poised and elegant while experiencing some form of movement. Something... sudden came over her for a moment. It was a brash and loud thought, but her gut instinct just told her to ask. Um, sure. Why not. A lapse of silence. She gazed upward towards the moon--Blaine was new, was he not? Though Jonta wasn't necessarily the most neighborly of people, suddenly having a man of his size around seemed very pleasing. Especially after watching the recap of the news that evening... she couldn't falter, or act mindless like she had moments ago, walking out completely on her lonesome near midnight. Maybe she didn't have as much common sense as she had originally thought. Blaine. She spoke his name like she had spoken it hundreds of thousands of times before. Would you like to come over ad watch some movies with me? There's a lot of good horrors on the space channel... and I know I only just bought simple snacks but I can maybe cook up some nachos if you're hungry.listu
Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

Pft, don't worry about it Ah, yes, the question about horror movies. It did pop up every so often. Those who knew Jonta well also knew that she had a bit of a fetish, so to speak, for horror films. She took a moment to evaluate his inquiry, accessing crucial points in her head, memories, etc. A answer soon guided its way to her lovely, luscious lips. I grew up in a world of realism. Her tone was dull but had a slight dramatic effect, I was never taught about Christmas or Halloween. So, when I finally managed to escape the grasp of my tyrannical aunt who was technically my legal guardian until I was sixteen, I found solace in learning of idealism. Horror, fantasy... all of those are elements of another world we know nothing of. The mere though of something so large, something so unfathomable just... makes my mind bend. Horror, especially the fantasy aspect, is just another element to idealism. So, I suppose the adrenaline rush is surely entertaining, but... there's something more to it I've never been able to touch on. She sighed a content one, glancing up towards the moon as Blaine had done with his smoldering, honey textured eyes. Suddenly it was she, the philosophical, outlandishly standoffish twenty-one year old whom felt embarrassed about rambling on. Though, she would not apologize simply because she was not sorry. The trek indoors was quiet as they entered the building, Jonta could smell the stale, muggy scent in the air, partially from old tenants cooking billowy foods that would waft through the floors and main stairwell. It was very aggravating, especially to Jonta whom had many allergies, including pollen and on occasion, long, wiry dog-fur. With long legs she traveled upstairs, finally coming to the apartment door that read '118' on it. She had left the door unlocked simply because she was running an errand across the street inside, the first thing noticeable was the living room which was very tidy, very well decorated chamber. The television was about 30 inches and stood proudly in a black entertainment center.. There was the traditional coffee table, a sofa, and Jonta's pride and joy--a massive, black, leathery lazy-boi chair she had customed after winning it from a poetry contest nearly a year ago. Sometimes she would even exclude her bed and fall asleep in it from time to time. She welcomed Blaine in to her quaint little hovel, dropping the box of popcorn and two litre bottle of soda on the counter in the kitchen. Are you hungry? she asked absent-mindedly, forgetting that it must have been about 1230am, past midnight clearly. listu
Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

Meat? Well, that was a little peculiar. And around 1230 am past midnight? Indeed, it was an odd craving. But Jonta, being a woman, knew all about cravings. She wasn't the type to watch her figure or eat vegetables 247 she adored junk food, fast food... nearly any kind of food. Some times she would wake up in the middle of the night and cook up chocolate-chip pancakes doused in pure Canadian maple syrup and whipped cream to sate her cravings. Yeah... just check the Space channel. I think there was a weird zombie or werewolf movie on. You know, something extremely cliche but horrifying at the same time. Jonta rummaged through the half-filled refrigerator for something mildly resembling meat--there was a package of steak she had purchased three days ago and planned on having it for dinner but that craving quickly waned. She didn't plan on having it any time soon so she set the stove to a reasonable temperature, placed a pan on the burner and added a little bit of oil, lobbing the fairly large slab of steak into the quickly warmed skillet. Blaine, do you want any onions or mushrooms with your food? The scent of the warm, juicy steak filled her kitchen and wafted in and out of her nostrils she took a long, sweet whiff and sighed pleasurably whilst combing through her cupboards for two plates instead of one. After catching a sniff of that brilliant aroma, she simply had to have a cut of the meat. Along with the plates came too transparent glasses which were filled with the soda she purchased then added three ice cubes to each. Just in case Jonta diced up a few white onions and mushrooms she made extra just in case he wanted some, then persisted to add the additives onto the plate with the steak and whatnot. With two plates dressed well, she balanced the four glass items in her arms then passed Blaine the plate along with a fork and knife. Here.listu