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Salty Gift of the Devil	By : uztre Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 20141 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own or claim ownership of or make any profit of any of the characters or other elements of The Witcher 3 contained within the story.

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Summary:
After the brutal events in Oxenfurt, Shani gets new orders to move to the eastern frontline, and therefore to close her clinic. On the way, the convoy gets attacked and red-haired medic is forced to flee with unforeseen consequences.
Word count: 8237
Tags: F/werewolves, non-consensual, breeding
Author's comment: Until I began writing this scene, I always thought that Shani would be an elf. I was wrong and corrected this mistake in the last story. My apologies.
When Shani's green eyes floated over the hundreds of dead bodies swathed in pitch-black cloth, the dismay was readable off her face. One pile after another was lying side by side and turning the famous marketplace of Oxenfurt into a graveyard with each body awaiting its turn of getting the last rites before the cremation by a priest of the Holy Fire occurred. Friends and relatives of the victims were in deep mourning and desperate need of explanations.

How could all this happen? How could a single thing, a monster kill five hundred twenty-four armed men and women and simply disappear without a trace?

Shani would have liked to know the answer to these questions as well. There were different rumors flying around, each one of them darker and more imaginative than the other. The official statement was that it would have been a terror attack executed by the Nilfgaardian Intelligence. The devious enemy would have deployed mages and sorceresses to summon a devilish demon to the middle of Oxenfurt to kill Redania's most loyal and powerful proponents and King Radovid's wife Adda and his valued peers from the North.

However, the reality was way more shadowy to believe this assertion, or better say propaganda. There were obvious discrepancies the officials tried to make palatable neither Shani nor the common folk could accept without questioning and the reason why the spiral of rumors had been running heated since then.

On the one hand, there were believable voices stating that the 'Demon' had very specifically attacked only witch hunter members and let other people such as redanian soldiers, peers, common folk, leave. If the demon was really meant to weaken and destroy Redania's most loyal and powerful combatants, then why should it have annihilated the understaffed and untrained hunters of all people instead of the five times more redanian soldiers in the same spot?

It didn't make sense. The Witch Hunters were no threat to Nilfgaard compared to the Redanian Forces inside the city walls and its vicinity. This was a fact no one could deny.

And on the other side, royal guards revealed on the quiet that the Demon would have passed them while they were evacuating Queen Adda to her royal carriage ship, and not constituted a threat in any way, including to the Hierarch Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart, the entire peerage of Redania, Kaedwen, and Temeria. If Shani had to make a guess, she would have said that the entire attack was directed at Caleb Menge and his organization. Some sort of vengeance Shani was sure. And again, killing all peers and even Queen Adda herself would have done much more damage on King Radovid's power and position within the society.

And the really interesting part pertained to the Demon's appearance and its art of killing. Everyone agreed that it was wearing a long, black coat with a hood, and using two one-handed scythes to maul and cut in two pieces. The eight feet tall beast's face was hidden behind an impenetrable shadow with its bloody-red eyes gazing through. Unlike other known creatures and demons, this one didn't use his legs to move but just skimmed over the ground, fast as a crossbow bold and fierce as a golden eagle of the Kestrel Mountains, with its hands and feet consisting of only stripped bones.

Briefly speaking, the Demon resembled more the mythical incarnation of the Grim Reaper himself. He came, took the lives he meant to and left again. Shani frowned at the thought the Grim Reaper could really exist and sought for more rational explanations, but didn't find any. She saw him from the window of her own clinic. People's fear and panic was understandable such as hers.

When the attack was over and Oxenfurt ablaze at dawn, Shani rushed to the streets to treat the wounded but quickly had to realize that there wasn't much left she could do despite helping fire victims, demoralized soldiers, and soaked citizens. The attack was so violent that some of the warehouses exploded and the fire skipped to the surrounding buildings. Very quickly, half of the city was in flames and people jumping into the cold water to rescue their skins.

Shani's own clinic was spared by fire... as by a miracle, and since then being used it as a hotspot for incoming medical reports and patients. She was confident to save everyone because every life was worth fighting for. Struggling through three days in a row, the strong medic finally reached a point where she needed some time to rest, decided to move back to her clinic and take a break, eat a sandwich.

On her way back, a redanian soldier came up to the redhead and asked her to wait.

"Ma'am, the high command herby sends you new orders," he saluted, handed over a scroll and moved on without waiting for Shani to break its sigil. Surprised, the medic opened out the paper and read the lines on it.

"They are closing my clinic and sending me to the eastern front line!?" Shani spoke out in annoyance. "They can't be serious!"

Wasting no time, Shani spurted to the headquarters near King Radovid's personal ship, the HMS Oxenfurt-Tretogor, which had just arrived yesterday. After walking upstairs and passing by heavily armed guards, Shani saluted before the Commander and waited for allowance to speak. The room itself was full of maps and a big desk where the officer was sitting at and planning strategies and tactics for the war.

Few silent moments later, the Commander looked up and straight into Shani's green eyes.

"You are not pleased by your new orders, I guess?"

"No, Sir, I mean yes, Sir, I mean..." Shani mumbled. "I just think it is the bad time to send me somewhere else. At the moment, people of Oxenfurt and the soldiers need my help and my clinic more than ever. That's all. And there is still this monster poisoning the citizens. An antidote remains essential. I really should not leave Oxenfurt before this problems haven't been fixed."

The Commander smiled friendly and braced his back against the chair.

"Even if this is correct what you say, Shani, all soldiers who should protect and accompany you into sewer system have been positioned elsewhere. Plans have changed over the last days as you can imagine. Our priorities have changed and with them your orders. Questions?"

Shani couldn't hide her disappointment. The clinic belonged to the Redanian Forces. A dispute was futile. She had to respect and follow the new orders.

"A request, if I may, Sir."

Shani took out a paper with names on it and handed it over.

"What's this suppose to mean?" asked the Commander, going through the twelve names, each one of them belonging to females not being part of the official forces.

"These are the names of all women who are continuing their medical study at my clinic since the closing of the University of Oxenfurt," explained Shani proudly. "I am asking your permission to allow them to accompany me to the eastern front so they can finish their degree. They are all highly motivated and eager to learn under realistic circumstances."

The Commander kept quite and studied the names more thoroughly, then looked up at Shani again and nodded in approval. "Alright. They will be your personal responsibility. With not being members of the army, they have to be still instructed about the hierarchical structure and mechanisms, and what it means to be doctors on the front line."

"They will. You have my word on that."

"Good. Permission granted, then. The departure is tomorrow morning, zero-seven-hundred. The gathering point, at the northern bridge. Dismissed."

"Thanks, Sir," Shani stated friendly and saluted before doing an about-face. The creaking of the wooden floor abated as the red-haired medic left the headquarters with mixed feelings. Frankly, it was good to find a solution to keep her postgraduate students, but the closing of her clinic sat heavily on her stomach.
After a night of explaining to her students what was going to happen and be her next plans in the upcoming months, maybe years, Shani and her twelve students closed the clinic as ordered and found themselves at the gathering point near the Novigrad Gate. The place was crawling with redanian soldiers and intelligence agents, mothers and fathers who bidding farewell to their sons and giving them a hug with tears in their eyes.

According to what Shani had heard later from her comrades, the redeployment of troops from Oxenfurt to the eastern front near Ban Glean in Kaedwen was going to take place by a heavy convoy, affecting thousands of soldiers. Shani and her girls (how other soldiers usually called them in a lovely way) were going to accompany the first of many carts.

"Has everyone everything she needs?" asked Shani to everybody around.

"Only the bare necessities. As you said," Miri replied and received nodding heads, her beautiful, black shoulder-length hair blowing gently. Miri was an elven girl of twenty-two years and one of Shani's most talented postgraduates.

"Good. Now, this is the plan, guys. We can't all sit in one of the carts. Need to branch out to four groups of let's say, three people. I will speak with the convoy commander to make sure everyone has its space."

"How long will the journey to the eastern front last exactly?" asked Nadine, being around the same age of Miri and same race but having short blond hair.

"Around two weeks. It depends how many times we're gonna stop on the route and the weather is gonna be. The way through the Kestrel Mountains and Woodlands can be really tricky I heard," Shani explained as she saw how the royal carriage and the royal guards getting in line with the convoy as well.

"Hey, Shani!" the medic suddenly heard someone calling for her. Looking left and right, Shani quickly discovers Queen Adda the White waving for her and coming closer. Miri, Nadine, and the other girls' eyes widened in amazement as the Queen of Redania approached their group and then even gave Shani have friendly, warm hug. Immediately, everyone bowed deeply and respectfully at the royal presence and remained silent.

"Your Grace," Shani stated and bowed too after Adda let go of her. "You'll be coming with us?"

"Unfortunately yes, my dear. I will try to boost the troops' morale in Ban Glean before they get to the eastern front in the south and to you... But at least you'll be on these boring and cold trip too, and you have brought such cute friends with you..."

Shani smiled and introduces each girl of her own troop to Adda, explained her situation of their studies and possibility to learn more in the frontline. To the girls' utmost surprise, the red-haired Queen seemed to be genuinely interested in their lives and asked them about their personal goals and dreams. The girls' mood was excellent, their sweet, girlish chuckle resounding through the city streets.

"Alright, girls. I see we are talking the same language," Adda said after some moment. "But I think I have to go back to my carriage now. The watchdogs already gazing at me with pleading eyes. Shani, wanna come with me?"

"Oh, no, Your Grace... I don't think this is such a good idea..."

"Come on, don't let a Queen beg you here, dear. The whole trip will be so boring otherwise."

After some looks over to her girls, Shani accepted Adda's offer and told her she was going to follow her after speaking to her little sheep. Smiling from one ear to the other, Adda made her fare-wells and disappeared in the distance.

"How do you get to know the Queen herself, Shani?" Miri asked with a whisper.

"Ah, that's a long story. Let's just say she needed a female doctor for female problems, alright?"

The girls moaned with comprehension.

The truth was that Stanicek asked her for a personal favor to meet a special patient who would seek for a trustworthy doctor in Oxenfurt. As Shani accepted the job and went off to meet her on her ship, she had never thought it was going to be the Queen of Redania herself. And how she didn't meet her expectations.

Adda was warmhearted, interested, and amenable, quickly let go of the protocol. Shani had a chance to learn a personal Queen who seemed to deal with the same problems in her life like many women in the continent. In her case, it was concerning her fertility and the question of whether she could get pregnant or not.

During her over five visits, Shani found out a lot about Adda's difficult life. For instance that she was born a striga as a result of a curse. Her nickname 'the White', which came from the color of her hair after the curse was removed by Geralt, served to distinguish her from her mother, Adda of Temeria, and Adda of Cidaris, the wife of king Goidemar.

Even after the lifting of the curse, Adda still remained intellectually impaired until she would have met a guy and long-term crush called Barrett who not only achieved to magically fix her retardation but also to give her lost years back by rejuvenating her body and drastically slowing down her aging. As her father Foltest had heard about Barrett's accomplishment, he would have rewarded him by the military title of a Captain and hired him as his daughter's personal guard and his personal, royal boogeyman.

Unfortunately, the magic procedure seemed to have a negative impact on her ovaries. Shani found out that she was capable of getting pregnant but only by the semen of extraordinary quality. Although King Radovid was much young than her (Adda thirty-three, Radovid eighteen!) and Adda still in the age of easily bringing a child into the world, it hadn't been working. They would have tried everything. But in the end, all their efforts were futile.

The entire topic would have slowly ruined their relationship and marriage, and Adda was sure that Radovid would have dropped her if her status of Foltest's daughter and her importance to the temerian peerage in exile hadn't become so important since the war. What was going to happen after the war? Adda didn't even want to imagine...

So, Shani couldn't do much for her than to advise her to increase the number of her sex partners in order to fasten her existing fertility and increase her chance to find the right guy to get pregnant. The idea wasn't morally justifiable but Shani was first and foremost responsible for her patient. Since Adda's last visit was months ago, the medic had no idea what the current situation looked like.
The journey during the first week had been running calm so far. The convoy reached the Kestrel Mountains and sky was orange near dusk. After a short break an hour ago, the five hundred soldiers and the girls were gazing at the incredible nature towering in the horizon. The endless mountains surrounded by an impenetrable forest seemed to never end.

"Beautiful how the sinking sun covers everything in such colors..." Adda stated, lost in thought.

"Peerless, indeed," Miri added, who had luck with Nadine to get a seat in the royal carriage after Shani's personal request. After three days of talking about the same things together, Shani thought it would be more interesting to have more ideas and opinions in the carriage.

"Not long and we will reach the Kaedwen border."

"Still two days to go, I am afraid," Shani stated.

Suddenly, the royal guards around the carriage intensified their talking with each other. Their voices indicated unpleasant surprise and danger. As two heavily armed riders rushed off, probably to the convoy commander in the cart at the front, and the soldiers walking next to the carts yelled at each other, everyone understood that something was not alright.

"What's going on, Adda?"

"I don't know..." the Queen responded, then opened the window and stick her head through. "Is there a problem, gentlemen?"

Before one of the royal guards could open his mouth to say something, someone else shouted at the top of his lungs, "SCOIA'TAEL!!!" and unleashed hell on earth. Arrows flew through the air and the convoy stopped abruptly. Shani, Adda, and the girls got a shock, looking outside to see something but it was just too dark while whooping screams and clashing swords were echoing through the battlefield.

"I have to go and look after the others," Shani clarified in a half-determined way, being in a greater worry for the girls' lives than hers. As her hand grasped at the latch of the door, the carriage was hit, disengaged from a position and then toppled sideways to the muddy road. A heavy cry escaped each girl's lips when they flew about and painfully smashed against the hard, wooden shell, not knowing what was up and what was down anymore.

"Is everyone alright?"

"Ah, my back..." Adda added.

"And face..." Miri continued.

"And nose..." Nadine finished the complaining.

"We have to leave this cabin immediately, girls, come on!" Shani ordered, pulled herself together and pushed the door open above her head. Using Adda's helpful palms to leverage the jump, Shani pulled herself up first and then the others. Outside, the fire and dark smoke hampered the sight while different silhouettes were fighting around and against each other.

"Shani!" Adda shouted. "You can't do anything for your girls. We have to think of nothing but ourself now. Have to flee."

"Where?"

"Into the Kestrel Forest."

"Where are the Scoia'tael coming from? I don't think this is a good idea."

Adda looked at Miri and Nadine with anxious eyes.

"The road is blocked and we would be sitting ducks... I know it sounds stupid but the forest is big and rambling. Our best chance to find a safe place and survive!"

Before Shani had a moment to think her options through, the group got attacked by several Scoia'tael riding on horses and waving their elven swords toward them. Grabbing Miri and Nadine's hand, Shani jumped off the carriage onto her knees with Adda doing the same and landing next to her. Not looking back once, the four girls rushed through the fighting soldiers and squirrels straight forward into the dark forest.

Heart near the explosion, Shani's motions were only guided by her instincts and aiming at the plan to not get caught. However, the more they seemed to get clear of the battle zone and the convoy, the less their path remained visible in a literal sense. Many times, Shani stumbled against the moldy, hard surface of a tree or hit some roots on her way to find the right way. Her white stockings were almost ragged and her heeled ankle-high boots covered in stinky mud.

After some endless minutes, Shani decided to look back, as a group of elven horsemen appeared through the darkness and came up their position with heavy war cries. Nadine yelled with fear as one elven horseman grabbed and pulled her up onto his horse, disappeared before Shani could do or react. Seeing no other way, Adda turned left and trotted the other way, leaving the remaining girls behind.

Being now completely seized with panic, Nadine couldn't hold herself anymore by turning right and seeking her luck on her own. Instantly, the elven horsemen separated and continued to chase the preys on by one. Shani was able to elude on elf's grip by throwing soil to his eyes and swiveling sideways into the next bush. From there, the medic crawled on all fours behind a massive tree to take a breath for a second and decide how to proceed.

As Shani was ready to stand up and keep moving, her eyes widened in disbelief at a sight of a bald-headed man bracing himself against a tree and looking straight into her green eyes, his smirk devilish and innocuous at the same time. It was pitch-dark, but she could see him wearing a simple yellow shirt with a brown hood, blue pants, and brown knee-high boots. The man remembered the medic of a mangy vagrant, waving at her and then lifting his thumb.

He was definitively not an illusion.

Right?

Startled by a heavy cry echoing from the left side, Shani just turned her head away and then gazed back at the place where the mangy vagrant used to stand, as her green eyes widened in shock once more as if the earth had swallowed him up. A cold shiver ran down her spine.

"By Melitele, what's going on here?!"

An honest answer clearly far away, Shani heaved to her feet and ran off with the last of her strength as three elven horsemen found and closed a ring round her, preventing her from fleeing. Even as she thought it was over, the horses began to neigh with fear and panic, almost throwing off their riders. The elves yelled at each other things in their own language. They obviously didn't know what was going on, as a brutal howl echoed through the entire forest, coming from all sides.

Three massive and tall creatures, shrouded by black fur and with sharp claws, attacked the stunned the elves, cut their heads off, and caused the horses to spur in all directions. Shani was near heart attack, thought she was going to die as well, as she was slammed onto the ground. All breath escaped her as a heavy weight followed her down. The medic was up to run, trying to grab the next root but the creature was faster.

It struck her hand so hard that she pitched headlong to the muddy ground again. Both her arms were pinned down in iron-hard grips with the heavy weight staying on her back. Shani's legs and arms spun around but the creature was too heavy. As soon as the red-haired medic started to twist her body, her captor emanated a deep, rumbling growl. She recognized the sound from one of her early rescue missions in Brokilon Forest.

A werewolf.

Shani had heard that growl before. Never had she been up close to one of them in a situation like this. Defenseless and alone. Carefully, she turned her head a fraction to glance at her right arm. It was gripped with enormous, black claws. A moment passed with the werewolf pressing her down and breathing heavily. Then, it started to slowly lift some of its weight, all the while growling menacingly.

Shani's arms were released as the werewolf grabbed her tightly at the waist and turned her around. Trying to take advantage of the situation, the medic made a move to roll away, but as soon as she moved the beast opened its jaw in a terrible roar. Looking up at the werewolf, Shani was stared back at by dark eyes with a chestnut hue.

The werewolf was very dark in color, with a dark skin and thick black hair growing mostly on its back, its wolf-like head and enormous shoulders. Shani's legs were gripped between its powerful thighs. The werewolf of her rescue mission she had seen had been wearing remnants of human clothing, but this one didn't, and it was obviously male.

Lying there under the werewolf, it was clear how powerless Shani was. Her slim limbs looked so frail compared to the large creature's thick arms. Had she been able to hit and kick the werewolf, she didn't think it would have made any difference, as the werewolf moved its arm to grip her throat. Although the medic was able to breathe, the sharp claws close to her skin made it certain that trying to break free was not an option at all.

The creature was still breathing heavily. Gazing up at its snout, Ciri realized it was drawing in deep lungfuls of air, nostrils flaring. After bending its wolf-like head closer, it started to sniff all over her upper body, like a dog. With its other hand, it was shuffling and tearing at her medic outfit, as sharp claws easily ripped her green jacket and scratched her without harming her flawless skin. Her white shirt got loosened in the process and the string fastenings of her red skirt were snapped.

The redhead's heart was beating and throbbing. She didn't know what was going on. Surprisingly, the beast hadn't hurt her so far. Was this somehow one who had a more cruel plan in mind than killing her?

Shani could only lie still, the smallest attempt to avoid the werewolf's touch made its claws
tighten around her throat while the creature was concentrating its sniffing below her waist now. It pushed its snout right at the junction between her legs, sniffing wildly. Shani's body involuntarily jerked in shock causing a warning growl to answer. Once the fastenings of her red skirt were ripped open, the werewolf managed to hook its claws under the soft material and pull it down all along her long legs to the muddy ground.

A horrible idea of what the creature was after came up her mind...

Without wasting any time, the creature's moist snout was pressed against the short red hair between her legs. Something wet touched Shani's lower down as she realized with a jolt that it was a tongue, a very long one. A shocked cry escaped the medic's throat. The werewolf was licking her pussy. Sliding its tongue all the way from her tummy up over her pink clit to the
patch of short hair, over and over again. Trembling now, Shani's body and mind were fighting the conflicting feelings.

Terrified as the medic was, she couldn't control the warm and heady sensation spreading from her core, her thighs. Every time the beast's tongue with its soft but rough texture slid over her clit, she felt a sharp and addictive jolt of arousal. Pushing at Shani's legs with its other arm, it forced her to spread her legs as far as the elastic skirt caught below her knees would allow.

To her horror, Shani could feel slick moisture starting to gather and drip from her pussy. Smelling it, the werewolf concentrated the strokes of its tongue lower, licking every drop of slick as it slid out of her. This motion's constant leaving of Shani's sensitive clit made to her shame whine in frustration at every loss. The wet tongue slid over her pussy lips and the opening, sometimes in strong, slow licks, sometimes quickly lapping over and over again.

"Oh, please... oh nooo..."

The werewolf obviously didn't care about bringing the medic pleasure but was intent on licking all the wetness steadily dripping from her. Occasionally, the feral tongue strayed closer to her clit. Moaning desperately, Shani lifted her hips up trying to follow the tongue. This time there was only a quiet but deliberate warning growl. The redhead thought she was losing her mind, and every reasonable thought told her to retain her focus, but she couldn't stop her ovulating body from reacting.

It felt incredible how the long tongue was licking away her juice, making Shani lose all sense of time while her arousal was steadily building as she was lying there with her legs spread, head in the soft grass, eyes half-closed and flickering, and a soft whine in her throat. After what felt like ages, the licking was slowly winding down as the werewolf shifted its bulk, Shani could feel something hot brushing against her leg.

"Are you serious?!? Is this really happening right now?!"

The red-haired medic's heart felt like it skipped a beat. What was so mortifying about this whole twisted idea was that she wasn't entirely certain her heart was beating only in fear right now. As Shani lifted her head as much as she could to look down at the beast's groin, her eyes widened in unwanted amazement. Because what had earlier been just a vague dark shape between the beast's legs was now fully engorged.

All over it was angry red in color, larger than any human cock she had seen, and longer but especially thicker. The cock was jutting straight ahead, its bulbous head shiny with liquid and massive round and red testicles hanging below. Shani realized that the werewolf was going to fuck her with it and that it hadn't caught her to kill but to breed her. Staring at the thick hardness, Shani could feel another strong pang of arousal rushing through her body.

The addictive arousal felt as if it started somewhere in her back and slid fast and hot down to her very core while the werewolf was looking at her sex with its jaw open and enormous, bared teeth. Moving so that it was kneeling between her legs, it brought its hips closer to Shani's the way the hot and hard head of its cock pressed against her opening. It stopped there for a moment and Shani couldn't help her shameless moan.

"Oh, boy. Oh, no. Oh, boy no!"

With one straight push, the werewolf slid its huge cock in. It burned like hell when tears formed at the corners of the medic's green eyes. Shani hadn't been with anyone for a long time. Her last romp was with Geralt in Vizima years ago. The werewolf's shaft was so thick compared to any human and witcher's alike. The only thing helping was the involuntary arousal relaxing her muscles and the copious amount of slick she had been producing.

Offering her time to recover, the werewolf pulled its hips back and started fucking her with steady thrusts. Shani could only gasp at the burning and throbbing sensation. Trying to ease the pain, the medic forced her muscles to relax further. The cock moving inside her was like hot steel, sliding in and out with a steady tempo with slowly the burning beginning to ease away.

Biting her lips, Shani started to feel pleasure at every stroke of the huge cock inside her. The slick she was dripping was easing the way and she was so wet now that the insides of her thighs were slick and it was sticking to the black fur of the werewolf's groin. Completely unabashed moans escaped Shani's open mouth, as the werewolf slowly removed its claws from around her throat with a rumbling growl.

The warning was needless since Shani was completely helpless, impaled on the creature's massive cock even without his constricting claws. With its both arms now free, the werewolf supported itself by placing them on the ground on both sides of the sweet redhead's head. Its sharp claws were dug into the soft ground. By simultaneously pushing its hips and pulling itself closer, the werewolf was able to fuck Shani deeper, who let out a moan that was almost a scream while scrabbling hold of the grass with her fingers.

This was entirely beyond anything the medic had ever felt. The creature's cock was filling her completely. She could feel the pressure in her building and as the pleasure was getting unbearable, Shani tightened her muscles, gripping the plunging shaft with her pussy. Her orgasm hit her hard and her back arched off the muddy ground as she screamed, her sex convulsing around the thick shaft.

More pussy juice was seeping out even with the tight fit of the cock inside her soft pussy. Shani lay on the ground, panting when aftershocks twitching her body. Through her orgasm, the werewolf had sped its rhythm for a short while but was now back to plunging steadily in and out of her body. The moisture Shani had produced was making everything even wetter. With every thrust of the cock, there was a filthy, slick sound. Hearing it made her whole body shudder in helpless arousal. Shani couldn't quite believe what was happening to her.

How perverted she had to be if she found pleasure in this situation...

Fucking her steadily and furiously, the werewolf was obviously far from done with her. For a moment, Shani was able to take in her surroundings. It was a cool evening and a full moon was towering in the gloomy sky. Although the air was getting colder, Shani felt hot in her sweat-soaked clothing. The slick wet sound and the rough breathing of the beast were filling her ears. Its occasional grunt was accompanied by Shani's soft whines as she continued being filled.

Again, the medic was starting to drown in her pleasure, as the werewolf quite suddenly pulled out completely. The surprising sensation of being left empty was almost unpleasant, and Shani quickly couldn't help longing to be filled again, even as she was scared not knowing what was happening. Lifting her head, she could see the werewolf's cock was now a dark red color, almost purple.

A thread of Shani's pussy juice and what must have been the creature's precum was joining them together. Then, the werewolf moved off of her, but before the medic could even think of reacting, it grabbed an uncomfortably tight hold of her waist and Shani was flipped over on her
stomach, her clothes ripped further by the sharp claws. She was then roughly pulled up on her
hands and knees, and a heavy arm was placed on her back, claws lightly scratching, reminding her not to move.

Shani was made to spread her legs.

A warm, wet tongue slid over her pussy twice, blissfully stroking over her clit. Then, the tongue pulled back and the redhead let out a sweet whine, but lightly furred thighs were being pressed against her legs. The blunt head of the werewolf's cock poked at her opening. With a strong thrust, Shani was filled again. This position allowed the werewolf to bottom out, its heavy testicles smacking against her bum with each thrust.

The new angle made her pleasure build up fast. Hanging her head down, Shani could see thick strings of slick and precum dripping on the forest's ground from where they were joined. With his strong arm being wrapped around her waist, the creature started speeding its thrusts, and they way Shani was handled, spun and held in place for the beast's liking, made her feel like an animal or a thing, something to be used.

There was no other explanation for all this. The werewolf was fucking her with the sole intention of breeding her. From the way it was grunting and fucking her harder, Shani thought it might be getting close to completion. The thought alone made her clench down in arousal, moaning loudly. She was going to cum again as the creature was varying its rhythm now, fucking her with short, rabbit-like thrusts without pulling away much, then pulling out almost entirely and plunging in with a long thrust.

Squeezing the cock with her muscles every time it bottomed out, Shani was whining steadily. Finally, the beast made three strong thrusts and stayed still. It shot its hot load inside her pussy in long spurts. This triggered Shani's own orgasm and even through her wild trembling, the medic marveled at the amount of cum she could feel being poured inside her. Her arms couldn't support her anymore, so her upper body collapsed on the grass. The beast's arm around her waist kept them joined at the hips.

The fat cock inside her was still twitching. Eventually, the werewolf pulled its softening cock out with a slick sound. Some of its cum dripped out of her and Shani was released to lie fully on the ground, could only lie there utterly exhausted, a wet puddle under her hips. The euphoria coursing through her body and her exhaustion prevented her from giving any thought to her fate.

Shani was unable to even keep her eyes open anymore, as she recognized the same bald-headed mangy vagrant from earlier through her flickering eyelids. His arms were crossed and his expression contorted into a dark smile. His black eyes made her shudder once more. "Help me!" the medic yelled with a hoarse voice, as the werewolf grabbed her waist and flung her over the shoulder. Shani saw trees upside-down while she was being carried away and soon the redhead was lying on the soft grass. Her thoughts were in complete disarray and it took a moment to recover from the memories of a horrifying event, even more of her own depravity.

Shani's cheeks felt hot, blushed in shame. Sitting up and looking around her, the medic realized she was on a small clearing where a surprising amount of moonlight was shining through the thin leaves of the trees. Shani was still wearing her torn shirt and white stockings with red ribbons, her ripped skirt disappeared somewhere in the woods. Behind her was a black opening of a vast cavern.

Everything was completely silent, as her movement attracted attention and at the edge of the clearing, a black shape separated from the trees. Coming directly toward the weary medic, its eyes glinting in the moonlight. It was a large black werewolf. Her heart beating wildly, Shani made a slow move to get up but paused as she knew how futile it would be. It was too dark and the werewolf could see better and also move faster.

When the beast reached her, Shani was certain it was the same one from before. Its black eyes scrutinized her before it crouched down and grabbed hold of her thighs, spread them, which unbalanced Shani enough to fall back on the ground. The werewolf moved its black head closer and inhaled audibly because she was still slick down there. This time the wet tongue licking her pussy firmly didn't surprise her, but it felt so incredibly good she pushed her hips up as far as she could.

Ashamed and needy, Shani craved the staggering pleasure she had just felt before. For the moment, the werewolf seemed interested in lapping up her moisture, and frustrated by her restricted movement, the medic started to rip off her white shirt and toss it away, managing to free herself even with the heavy creature kneeling over her. Her movements made it growl, but it didn't pause in its firm licks. Pulling her legs from under the creature, she spread them wide open.

Now she could feel the werewolf's tongue reach everywhere, occasionally even slipping inside her opening. Next, to the black fur, her limbs looked beautifully white in the moonlight. Wearing any of her ruined clothing felt useless, ripped as it was to reveal her skin. Sighing in pleasure, Shani stretched on the ground, the threat of the Scoia'tael totally washed away from her mind.

Every time the beast's tongue pressed directly on her clit, her whole body jerked in sensation. When the creature got its fill of her slick, it stopped and toughly pinned Shani's other arm against the ground to keep her in place, kneeled between her wide-open legs. Its cock was fully hard again, huge and glistening. The redhead moaned shamelessly as it slid inside her while her senses were narrowed down into the massive red cock plunging in and out with her own moans and the slick lewd sound of every thrust.

It didn't take long before Shani came on the werewolf's cock, ecstatic pleasure coursing through her body. Panting out rough breaths, the beast continued fucking her, and Shani could feel that her convulsing pussy was making its cock even harder, filling it out more. Slowly, her unfocused eyes had been directed at the forest behind the werewolf, but it took a long while
before she saw there was some movement there among the trees. As she glanced up at the werewolf, its eyes were narrowed and teeth bared like before, but its ears were turned back, so it must have been aware of what was going on.

There was no pause in the werewolf's feral movements nor in his powerful thrusts moving its cock inside her. Concentrating on the trees, Shani could see several shapes. Carefully, they stepped into the clearing, three of them to be precise. Of course, they had to be other werewolves. For the moment, they just stayed there and kept watching. Fucking her hard now, the creature reached its peak as it pushed its cock as far as it could go and kept it there, then the cock twitching in hard jerks and filling her with boiling cum.

The werewolf let out a roar that echoed in the clearing. Shani whined as it pulled out of her and moved away, retreating to the shadows of the cavern. Left lying naked with her legs open, Shani's hole was a gaping mess. Panting nervously, the medic looked at the other creatures. One of them moved toward her and stood there, looming above her. In the moonlight, she could see it wasn't entirely black; its fur had lighter patches. Sliding her gaze down, Shani stopped at its groin. Its cock was equally as large as the black one's, fully hard and nudging her.

In a fast movement, the beast knelt, gripped her arms and plunged its cock inside her cum-leaking pussy. The forceful movement stung and Shani gave out a shocked moan, then pulled her knees up, as the huge cock slid in deep and with a loud moan. Supporting itself by the grip on her arms, the werewolf started fucking her hard, testicles slapping against her with a wet noise.

Shani felt crazy with lust because it was too arousing, being bred with cum and then passed on to the next werewolf. The hot thickness inside her felt amazing, and the medic was squeezing it with her pussy and keening softly. The werewolf was fucking her with slow, deep thrusts, pulling almost all the way out and pushing all the way in again. Shani stared at the place where they were their sweaty bodies joined.

Every time the thick cock drew back, she could see it was covered in white. Precum was flowing out of the werewolf and Shani moaned desperately, squeezing her sex until the beast fucked her faster, finally plunging deep and spurting its come in her. The redhead couldn't believe it but she was coming again, helplessly aroused by this second werewolf forcing its seed deep on a fertile ground. As soon as the werewolf's cock slipped out, another one was pushing to take its place.

Although the werewolves were no wolves in actual sense but humans in cursed bodies (so much Shani knew from Geralt), she couldn't help to feel like a real bitch for animals.

Deafeningly loud roars filled the moist clearing as the two werewolves bared their teeth, snapping their jaws and clawing each other in a brief scuffle. The newcomer got the upper hand and took its place between Shani's legs. The other one gave up and slunk away, obviously having got what it wanted and uninterested in pursuing a fight. The new werewolf was smaller than the others. Shani wondered if this difference could be an indication to their age. It was
certainly hasty, for it grabbed her hard and flipped her over.

"Argh!" Shani hissed as the claws scratched her skin, probably drawing a little blood. Quickly finding herself on her hands and knees, the medic spread her legs, predicting the creature would do so anyway, possibly hurting her more. Soon, Shani was grabbed tightly at the waist and pulled back onto a hot and eager cock. By now she was so drenched the slide in was easier.

This werewolf started to immediately fuck her in a fast rhythm, pulling her onto its cock every time it thrust forward. Shani felt like she was losing all sense of who she was. There was nothing but the massive cock moving inside her. Spreading her legs a bit more and arching her back made the cock reach deeper. The werewolf didn't seem to possess the same stamina as the previous two. Faster than the other ones, it shot its hot load in her pussy, adding to the mess inside her. Curiously, it let out a short howl and when it pulled out, a stream of cum followed.

Lowering herself onto her elbows, Shani tried to tilt her hips up, for strangely she desired to keep the come inside her. A rustle of leaves close by made the medic raise her head. A dozen of different werewolves were surrounding her, waiting for a chance to plow Shani the way nature destined for. As the next three candidates stepped forward, another beast jumped into the circle and attacked them, pushed his deadly teeth deep into one's neck and hurled the obviously weaker rival against the tree which was on the other side of the clearing.

The other two werewolves seemed to be stunned, with one fleeing in terror and the last one chancing its luck. It raised his heavy claws but was instantly interrupted by the feral lycanthrope's counter-attack right in his belly. With a painful whimper, the last beast raced away and yielded the floor, or better say Shani, who understood now that this one must have been the Alpha of the pack, and the strongest and most potent. Its following brutal roar pierced marrow and bone and made the werewolves around clear that she was his.

The medic was alone with the Alpha. As it stepped closer, its white fur stood out in the moonlight and his pupils sparkled in ice and blue. It had to be one of the largest werewolves Shani had ever seen, a huge and hulking beast. Scars crisscrossed its entire body and between its legs was a thick, fat cock. The medic was staring at it with gaping lips.

Moving behind her, the beast grabbed both cheeks of her bum and impaled her with its cock. Shani moaned in pleasure. The huge cock was completely filling her wet opening. Soon, the werewolf moved its bulk on top of her, pushing down with its hips so that Shani was toppled fully onto the ground and entirely covered by the beast itself. It was keeping most of its weight off her, but it was still deliciously heavy. She could feel the werewolf's low, rumbling growl in her body better than she heard it. Every push of its hips made a loud, wet sound.

After a while of steady, rough fucking, the werewolf got up and turned her around, all the while keeping its cock inside. Once Shani was lying on her back, the werewolf arranged her as it wanted, seeking to penetrate her deep. It spread her legs, gripped her other thigh and pushed it up. Its thick cock slid impossibly deep while Shani was moaning almost non-stop now. When the werewolf released her thigh and crouched closer to her, it was as if her hands moved by themselves and grabbed hold of the white fur on the beast's sides.

The werewolf allowed it, only snarling once. In this position with the werewolf pressed against her, Shani's clit was stimulated with every thrust, as the beast's thrusts were slow, grinding down deep and stopping for a while before drawing back and repeating. The red-haired medic was going mad. Every time the werewolf thrust in, she was fucking herself on its cock, pushing up with her hips and squeezing her pussy. She was finally going to cum, on the enormous cock fucking her. Screaming herself hoarse, Shani clamped down on the fat cock and trembled violently. Intense pleasure was running through her body as her sex released a rush of slick.

Thrusting its hips hard, the werewolf pushed its cock deep for the last time. She could feel the cock twitching hard, pulsing the hot come out in several spurts. Aftershocks were jerking her body and every last trickle of come being shot inside her made her moan. The werewolf stayed on top of her for a while. Keening softly, Shani was squeezing the cock with her pussy as long as possible. When at last it got up and its cock slipped free, a trickle of come was flowing out of Shani's pussy filled with the cum of four werewolves altogether.

The medic had cum five times. Completely exhausted, she lay there for a long while. It was entirely silent and it was terrible, but Shani was so aroused she thought she would go mad if she didn't cum. She thought about touching herself, but something held her back. It was as if she could pretend this was happening entirely against her will if she only lay motionless. She felt like pleasuring herself would have turned the experience into something else.

Feeling exposed and lying on the clearing but too tired to move any further, Shani crawled on all fours toward the dark cavern. She stopped when she reached a rock wall, but she couldn't see how deep the cavern actually went. Unable to keep her eyes open anymore, the medic felt how exhaustion began to overwhelm her body as humanly hands touched and lifted her from the ground. Looking up through her half-open eyelids, Shani could only see the blurry face of an old man before she fell in deep sleep for good.
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