A Cabin in the Woods - Full

The bumps in the uneven dirt road rattle your coffee cup as you drive towards your family's cabin, foliage brushing and scratching at the truck. Sunlight beams gently through the leaves overhead and throws shadows across the path, the birds chirping outside mixing with the garbled radio. Humming along to a static filled rendition of Piano Man, you check the map unfolded in the passenger seat on when to turn off. A large oak splits the road behind a broken sign, forcing you to take a second look at the wrinkled paper. Thank god you got all this ahead of time, you'd be wandering all day without directions. After a minute of deciphering the map, you turn left and drive deeper into the woods, sunlight fading as the trees seem to grow taller and intentionally block the sky. Bird song stops and the radio cuts completely, static hissing through the speakers. 

Why your parents decided to buy a cabin in the middle of nowhere, you'll never know. Something about "getting away from it all" and "going off the grid". You tried to dissuade your friends from coming but they seemed to like the idea of partying with nobody around to ruin the fun, so now you're coming out a day early to make sure everything's tidied up.

The dusty road finally leads you to a small clearing, and you see a one story building half covered by overhanging branches. It doesn't look like much from the outside, and you don't have much hope for the inside either. Parking the truck on a patch of  overgrown grass, you step outside and take in the surroundings. The cabin itself looks like it's seen the worst nature has to offer, with a number of large scratches engraved into the wood amid strange discolored portions. The grass around it has been partially trampled by, you assume, whatever animal visited and a few patches look like they were dug up and refilled. Sighing to yourself, you walk to the back of the pick-up, pulling out a trash bag and gloves, dreading whatever awaits inside. Once you're at the front door, you take a look back at the truck and the path you came from, wondering if everyone else will make it here without issue. It might just be a trick of the light, but you swear the leaves start to shift and block the way, turning it dark.

Reaching for the key in your pocket, you jam it in the rusty lock and force your way through the door into a dust covered room. Particles float through the air in the waning light, landing gently on the worn furniture. Outside of the layer of dirt everywhere, there's surprisingly little trash, only a few cans and boxes litter the ground. Propping the door open, you toss the trash bag to the side and grab a broom, holding your breath as you brush a veritable mountain of dirt out the door. 

After half an hour of sweeping, the place is finally (mostly) dust free, the trash is properly disposed of, and the furniture is arranged. The only thing left really to do is fill up the generator outside and make sure all the lights work. Heading back to the truck, you grab the gas can out the back and drag it to the side of the cabin, setting it down beside the covered generator. Pulling off the canvas, you unscrew the gas cap and dump the can upside down into the machine. As you wait for the gas to empty into the gen, you hear something rustling through the bushes on the outskirts of the clearing, hidden by the brush. A flash of orange peeks through the green but disappears just as suddenly and whatever was there runs off into the leaves. Not too enthused about interacting with the local wildlife, you try to squeeze out the rest of the can into the generator and close the cap, giving the cord a few frantic pulls before turning the key and starting it. 

The last bits of sun disappear from above as it sets in the distance, plunging the clearing into complete darkness. Using the flashlight on your phone, you fumble your way to the front door and flip the lights on inside, falling into the lounge chair by the window. A wave of exhaustion suddenly washes over you as you sink into the cushions, the worn leather welcoming you in. You manage to fight it off by flipping through your phone, noticing the service bars crossed out. With nothing else to do, you decide to kill some time with a basic running game. A few minutes pass and you hear a light tapping on the window behind you, but you ignore it thinking it's just a tree or something. A few seconds later you hear the tapping again, louder this time, and you turn to see what's hitting the window.

Staring back at you through the window is a girl wearing a white hood with ears and a collar, dark blonde hair poking out from below the cowl.

"Hey, you got games on your phone?" the window muffles her question but you still understand it well enough. 

"Uh, yeah. What are you doing out there? Do you want to come in?" you answer and hope she can hear you through the glass, but as soon as you finish speaking her face disappears before you get a knock at the door. A girl in the middle of nowhere is a bit unexpected but you're not going to say no to company. You drag yourself out of the chair with a grunt, stumbling over to the door and pulling it open.

"Hey, come on i-"

Standing in threshold is the girl you saw earlier, but your eyes are immediately drawn to her limbs which are covered in fur, the same color as her hair. What you thought was just a silly hood turns out to be a special covering for two wolf looking ears on top of her head, attached to a modified varsity jacket. 

"You gonna say anything? Usually I get at least a glance at these." the girl raises her paw to her chest, drawing your eyes to her cut up leotard and half exposed breasts. Too stunned to reply, you back away slowly and shift towards the chair behind you. 

"Come on, I'm not gonna bite. Unless you want me to." closing the door behind her, the girl stalks forward with a smile, licking her lips.

Still stepping back, you feel the cabin wall behind you and freeze again, the girl seizing the opportunity to close the distance and pressing up against you.

"Really, I'll play nice. I promise." 

"What- What's your name?" you manage to blurt out a reply, your brain still racing a million miles a second from the sudden appearance of this feral looking animal girl. 

Grinning, she hops back and leans forward, her top barely containing her breasts. As she bends over you can see a tail wagging excitedly behind her. "I'm Buffpup! Nice to meet you!"

Having calmed down a bit, you take a closer look at her and start to notice the definition in her upper body where the leotard cuts off, especially the washboard abs on her midsection.

"Uh, nice to meet you too. Why- What are you doing here?" straightening up, you relax slightly and take a step away from the wall. 

"Oh I live not too far from here! I saw someone new coming by and decided I'd introduce myself. You looked so lonely in this big cabin all by yourself."

Sliding towards you inch by inch, Buffpup presses a paw to your chest, looking up at you with her piercing blue eyes and sticking her tongue out. Nodding nervously, you swallow a lump in your throat and shift slightly in place, unsure what to do. Noticing your anxiety, Buffpup pulls you down slightly by your shirt until your face sits in front of hers, her head cocked slightly sideways.

Already overwhelmed and confused, you do the one thing that comes to mind, leaning in and pressing your lips to hers. You make contact for a few seconds before she pushes you back with a laugh, wiping her mouth. "What are you doing, dude? You just kiss anyone who brings their face next to yours or something?" 

"No, I- I mean, I thought- You're so pretty and I thought you wanted to-" sliding down the wall, you land on your rear and try to stammer out an apology with no real luck.

"You think I'm pretty, huh? That's a new reaction. Usually people just run and scream. Surprised you've lasted this long, honestly." squatting down to your eye level, Buffpup lifts your chin up with one clawed finger, bringing her face forward and kissing you softly, your head still pinned to the wall as you return it.

Pressing back against her lips with new enthusiasm, you slowly rise to your feet without breaking the kiss and pull her into an embrace, your arms wrapping around her muscled back. You can feel her relax against you, her teeth lightly sinking into your bottom lip and pulling, one of her fangs breaking the skin just a bit. As the metallic taste of blood coats your tongue, Buffpup starts getting more aggressive, her claws piercing your shirt and leaving red marks in your skin. The pain makes you gasp a bit into her mouth but she keeps at it, dragging her claws down your back, muffling your cry with her lips. 

"Hey, you have a bed in this place?" breaking contact for a second at a time, Buffpup manages to get out a question between kisses, dragging you away from the wall. You give a silent nod, pulling away reluctantly to lead her to the bedroom.

Stepping through the door, you grab Buffpup by the collar and push her onto the bed, crawling over her and tugging at her clothes. 

"Oh yeah, now you're getting into it... Don't be afraid of getting too rough, I can handle it." with an excited grin, Buffpup lies back and lets you pull her jacket off, your lips trailing down her neck. Resting her hands behind her head, she watches you worship her body with your mouth, tongue tracing around her bellybutton and up her abs. The faint salty taste of sweat lingers on your tongue as you run your tongue across the definition in her midriff, your hands tugging her top down. Buffpup's breasts jiggle as the fabric comes off, her paw dragging you up to her chest and pressing your face between them.

"I've never seen someone so excited to see me before. I gotta say, it's a bit refreshing. What are you, some kind of monster lover or something?" holding your head still, Buffpup teases you and pulls your shirt up your chest. Reaching up to help Buff remove your shirt, you let your mouth fall to her nipple, sucking lightly and listening to her sigh in contentedness. 

"That's a good boy, you're doing so well..." 

Time seems to slow down as you explore the weredog's body, pinning her paws beside her head and running your tongue through every divot of muscle definition, leaving small kisses on the scars marking her skin. When you finally make your way down to her waist, you notice something outlined in her shorts, straining the fabric. Moving your face closer, you see the distinct outline of a cock trapped between her shorts and thigh, but still a bit oddly shaped. 

"My paws and ears aren't the only thing animal about me..." Buffpup whispers, resting a paw on your head and pressing her hips up, the bulge rubbing against your lips. 

Pinned against Buffpup's crotch, you feel the shape of her cock with your lips, the tip tapering off and leaking enough pre to give you a taste through the fabric. A slight moment of reluctance passes, your mind still trying to process the object forced against your mouth, but in the end your lust and curiosity win out. Closing your eyes and parting your lips, you drag your tongue along the throbbing length, Buffpup's paw guiding you. Reaching the tip, you lap up the shallow puddle of watery pre collected on her shorts before placing a slow kiss on the end of her cock.

"You're really getting into it, huh? Good, you can have as much as you want..." whispering hoarsely, Buffpup undoes the belt clasp and tugs her shorts down, her shaft springing free and landing on your cheek with a wet slap.

Leaning against the backboard on a pillow, Buffpup watches you closely with piercing eyes, her dripping cock still pressed to your skin. You pull back slightly to get a good look at your new friend, your gaze traveling from the thick base to the pointed tip. The deep red color and curvy shape surprise you a little, but it's not like you've seen a lot of dicks to begin with, your own excluded. The part that really shocks you is the size, you're no perfect judge of length but it has to be at least 9 inches, and much thicker than your own. 

"Say aaaaaah..." smacking the tip of her cock against your lips, Buffpup smirks as you obey, opening wide and letting her guide the head into your mouth. Closing around the oddly shaped head, you feel something warm and salty spurt onto your tongue, thin liquid filling up your mouth and causing you to swallow. 

As you try to keep up with the fountain of precum, you stare down at Buffpup's waist, the base of her cock surrounded by thick orange fur. Your eyes fixate on it, your mind zoning out as you're pushed further onto Buffpup's length, the head of her cock bumping against the back of your throat and causing you to gag.

"Don't have much practice with this, huh?" she chuckles, watching you pull free and cough.

"Sorry, I've never, uh, never sucked cock before..." you reply, wiping your mouth. Nervously biting your lip, you notice Buffpup's cock swell even larger at your admission.

"I get to break you in? What a great day this is turning out to be. Alright then, show me how much you want it. I'll be gentle." relaxing back against the pillows, Buffpup releases your head and watches you eagerly, her ear twitching in anticipation.

Running your hands up Buffpup's thighs, you make your hands meet at the base of her cock, fingers gliding through the fur surrounding it and squeezing lightly around the bottom. A small spurt of pre erupts from her cock as a reward, landing on your face and coating your skin. 

"I can't tell if you're nervous or just want to mark yourself with my scent. Either way, it's cute. Don't back out now, big boy." watching you stain yourself, Buff encourages you, the pointed head of her cock still dripping down her length. Determined to follow this through to the end, you catch the stream with your tongue, following it up her shaft and taking the tip back into your mouth, sucking gently. Pressing forward, you take her deeper as best you can, your tongue flattened against the crimson shaft and welcoming every inch. You manage to fit about half her meat past your lips before it stops once again at the entrance to your throat, still dripping thin pre seed.

"You're doing great, just relax and let it in. Take it all the way..." sighing happily, Buffpup runs the back of a single clawed finger against your cheek, guiding you verbally to swallow her cock. Letting out a sigh through your nose, you close your eyes and let your throat relax, gradually angling yourself and feeling the girth of Buff's cock mold you. Bobbing your head slowly, you feel her cock breaking new ground inch by inch, the odd feeling of your neck swelling from her intrusion making your own cock twitch in your pants. After what feels like an eternity, you finally manage to swallow her entire length, nose buried in the fur of her crotch, chin resting against her fuzzy balls. Musky sweat fills your nostrils as you remain impaled on Buffpup's cock, a steady stream of thin pre flowing straight into your stomach.

"Wow, I didn't think you'd actually do it, I'm impressed. You're a true cocksucker now." 

Buffpup's praise grants you a strange sense of pride and you swallow around her length to keep it coming, moaning in your accomplishment. Reaching down, Buffpup places a paw on the back of your head and thrusts her hips slowly, letting you feel her cock slide along your gullet. The next five minutes consists of getting your throat fucked mercilessly, a combination of drool and precum falling onto Buffpup's waist and covering your face. Wet gurgling and moans fill the room, combined with Buffpup's increasingly aggressive growls, a thick spurt of seed escaping from her cock.

Claws dig into your scalp, pulling you roughly off Buffpup's cock and leaving you gasping, thick strands of saliva and seed bridging your lips and her shaft. 

"I'll give you a proper taste another time, I'm gonna knock you up with my first load." panting with excitement, Buff grabs you by the waist and tugs your pants down and off your ankles, your own stiff cock flopping free. You hear her sniffing eagerly as her paws land on your ass cheeks, pulling them apart to get a better look at your helpless hole. Clutching the bedsheets tightly, you try to keep still on your hands and knees, feeling Buffpup's tongue begin to lap at your backdoor. The strange wet sensation makes you shiver, your twitching cock ignored by the weredog but still leaking a small silver line of pre.

Pulling her face away from your well lubricated hole, Buffpup kneels behind you and shifts forward, her length sitting between your cheeks. 

"Alright, you're about ready to go. Just don't pass out on me, okay?" giving your rear a light smack, Buff glides her shaft back and forth, your cheeks jiggling each time her hips make contact. Grunting in reply, you grit your teeth and try to remain relaxed, feeling her start to prod at your backdoor. 

"Oh, you're so tight... Don't worry, you'll be taking it like a champ in no time." 

The tip of her red cock gradually begins to break through your ring with each push, the constant stream of pre helping her slip deeper and widen your hole. Groaning from the slow penetration, you let your head fall and watch your cock swing between your legs, still dripping clear liquid from the tip.

You can feel the heat of her shaft as it spreads your hole open, the burning pain from being stretched mixing with the temperature emanating from her. As the head finally pops through, your ring closes around it, trapping it involuntarily.

"Whew, boy. You're getting the hang of it, just 8 or so inches to go." grinning and pulling you by the waist, Buff drives forward once more, bulldozing her way deeper with a grunt. Your fist pounds at the bed in desperation as you're impaled on Buffpup's rod, your hole conforming to her shape as she makes herself fit. Eventually you feel her furry crotch resting against your skin and you shiver with the knowledge that she's finally made it all the way in.

"There it is... We're just getting started, don't relax just yet. Or maybe you should. Won't matter."

Pushing your face down against a pillow, Buffpup adjusts herself and hunches over your back, her paws resting on your shoulders. Feeling her draw back, you brace yourself for the inevitable return, but you can't stop yourself from crying out once her cock slams back in. A loud clap echoes throughout the room as she hilts herself once more, then another, and another, in increasingly shorter intervals until you're hammered into the bed. You can hear Buffpup panting above you as her hips move in a blur, the friction of her shaft slipping in and out of your hole causing your eyes to roll back in your head. 

"Hey, don't fall down on me now!" wrapping her arms around your torso, Buffpup continues her assault on your rear, your lower body starting to give out. A strange tingle starts building inside you, the string of pre hanging from your cock turning into a steady river with Buff's increased pace. 

Sweating from the exertion of taking a monstrous dick at lightning speed, you feel your heart pounding in your chest as your legs begin to drop to the bed. Buffpup's hips follow you down, pinning you between the puddle of your own pre seed and her body. 

"You're doing great, don't think I don't notice that little mess you've made." whispering in your ear, Buffpup nips at it before slowly pulling her length free and sitting up. Grabbing you by the waist, she turns you over effortlessly, admiring your cock dripping onto your stomach. With a smile and a wink, she leans over, sliding the head past her lips and swirling her tongue around you until you're clean. The heat of her mouth and the feeling of her tongue send your already sensitive cock over the edge, and you end up sending a rope of cum directly to the back of her throat. 

You can feel Buffpup smiling around your shaft while you empty your load onto her tongue, your whole body tensing as she keeps sucking long after you've finished. 

"Buff... I can't..." gasping and trembling from overstimulation, you try to tell the eager weredog that you can't continue, but you can't seem to get the words out. She eventually pulls off, but you don't think it's over, judging by her dripping erection hovering over your half flaccid cock as she kneels between your legs. Looking up at Buffpup, you watch anxiously as she pulls your legs apart and works herself back inside, forcing a low moan out of you. 

Holding her paws under your knees, Buff revs back up and begins hammering you once more, her furry sack bouncing off your cheeks. You didn't think you had anything left in you, but Buff's constant pounding on your button coaxes another lazy river of pre onto your stomach. Throwing your head back onto the pillow, you endure Buff's nonstop pummeling as best you can when you notice something new pressing against your ring with each thrust, growing by the second. Buff's tongue hangs out of her mouth as she leans over you, groaning and pushing her hips forward, trying to drive the new growth past your tensing ring and into your guts. You know you can't keep it out forever, you're exhausted as it is, and eventually, with one last huge thrust, Buff finally breaks through and knots you properly, your hole closing around the narrow base.

Your face freezes in a silent scream as Buff's cock spreads your insides further, her own howl of conquest echoing throughout the whole cabin. Giving a few more shallow thrusts, she looks off in a haze of ecstasy, drooling onto your skin as she starts to fill you with her seed. Looking down, you see your stomach swelling faintly, the combination of Buffpup's bestial cock and the sheer amount of creamy liquid escaping from it distending your belly.

"Ohhh yeeeaahhh... That's it..." moaning blissfully, Buffpup shudders as she dumps her load inside you, tail wagging behind her. Still in a daze, you slowly come to realize that Buff's knot managed to draw out a second orgasm from you, the proof slowly rolling down your side. 

"Better get comfortable, we're gonna be here a while." tugging her bulb teasingly, Buffpup rolls you onto your side and lies down behind you, still connected by the waist. You groan as her swollen shaft adjusts inside you, becoming the little spoon as she rests a paw on your stomach and plants tiny kisses along the back of your neck. Closing your eyes, the slow creak of the fan in the other room combined with Buffpup's warmth, both inside and out, softly send you off to sleep.

-

The next morning, a group of four make their way through the woods in an SUV, following the directions you gave them and finally discover the same clearing, parking next to your pickup. Stepping out, they follow the same path you did leading up to the front door, sunlight once again beaming through the leaves. However, instead of being met with a room full of dust, they open the door to find you naked, knelt between the furry legs of a half animal girl, her paw guiding your head up and down along her stiff crimson rod. Holding one finger up to the newcomers, she lets out a groan and fills your mouth with her warm creamy seed, pushing you deeper onto her cock. Once she's properly satisfied that you've swallowed your meal, she releases you and acknowledges the group standing dumbstruck in the doorway.

"Hey, nice to meet you! I'm Buffpup!"