Morgan’s Fate Part.1

Disclaimer: [Beast Rape, Gangrape, Canine, Slight Cumflation, Fantasy World]

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There was once a young woman named Morgan, though everyone in town simply knew her as the girl who never stopped looking for Lillie.

She appeared to be approximately 24 years of age, standing around 5’4” with a powerfully curvaceous, hourglass figure.

Her bust was very full and heavy, straining against the tight waitress uniform she still wore even on her days off.

Her waist nipped in softly before flaring dramatically into wide, thick hips and a plush, generously rounded ass that swayed with every determined step.

Her thighs were thick and powerful, her arms toned from years of carrying trays and from the quiet rage she channeled into late-night workouts.

Dark, choppy shoulder-length hair with straight-across bangs framed her face, the bold winged eyeliner and multiple facial piercings giving her a sharp, defiant edge that matched the black-ink tattoos sleeving both arms.

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As far as the residents of the small town went, Morgan was the one who refused to let go.

Two years. Two years since her best friend had vanished on that same forest trail.

Two years of posters fading in the diner windows, of search parties shrinking from dozens to none, of the sheriff finally closing the case with a sad shrug and the words “sometimes people just disappear.”

Morgan had screamed at them then. She had screamed until her throat was raw. Now she screamed only inside her own head, every single day.

They gave up on her. They all gave up. But I won’t. I can’t.

She had worked the morning shift at the diner again today, the same one she and Lillie used to share. The same slow Friday afternoon lull.

The same boss handing her a to-go box with a pitying smile she hated more than anything.

Morgan had taken the box, forced a smile, and started walking the exact route Lillie had taken that last day—because if she didn’t keep moving, the guilt would crush her.

If I had gone with her that day… if I hadn’t let her walk home alone…

The town limits faded behind her in ten minutes. The narrow dirt road swallowed her after thirty.

An hour and a half later the road became a footpath, overgrown branches brushing her shoulders like skeletal fingers.

Morgan’s heart hammered harder with every step, but she kept going. Her backpack bounced lightly against her back—water, flashlight, the handgun she barely knew how to use. She wasn’t stupid. She was desperate.

“Come on, Lillie. Give me something. Anything. Just let me find you.”

Leaves rustled nearby. Twigs snapped. Morgan froze, scanning the trees. The forest fell silent again.

It’s nothing. Just like Lillie said—wolves, deer, coyotes. They don’t mess with people.

Three minutes later the noises returned, louder, circling. Morgan spun, breath quickening.

“Okay. Okay, stay calm. You’ve walked this trail a hundred times in your head. Just keep moving.”

Her pace quickened into a jog. Then she skidded to a halt.

About twenty-eight yards ahead, not one coyote but four mature males sat in a loose line across the path, amber eyes locked on her with unnerving focus. Their tails flicked slowly.

One let out a low, singular howl that sent ice down her spine.

Morgan’s stomach dropped.

“Oh God. Oh God, no—“

She took one shaky step backward. The coyotes rose as one and began advancing, low and deliberate.

More rustling erupted from the brush on both sides—another three, then five, then more.

Within seconds at least a dozen mature males surrounded her, closing the circle with terrifying coordination.

“Run. RUN.”

Morgan bolted.

She made it maybe ten frantic yards before the first coyote slammed into her from behind, knocking her face-first into the soft dirt. The impact drove the air from her lungs.

“Ugh—!”

She tried to push up, but two massive males were already on her arms, jaws clamping down just hard enough to pin without breaking skin.

Another two seized her thick thighs, yanking them apart with brutal strength. Morgan screamed, thrashing wildly.

“No no no no—get off me! This isn’t happening!”

“GET THE FUCK OFF ME!” she shrieked, voice cracking.

The largest male—the clear alpha—lunged forward and ripped her work skirt away in one savage yank, exposing her black panties.

Before she could even scream again he tore those off too, leaving her lower body completely bare. Her heavy breasts heaved inside her tight top as she bucked and twisted.

“They’re going to—oh God they’re really going to—“

The alpha mounted her instantly, his thick red cock already unsheathed and dripping.

He didn’t tease. He didn’t wait. He drove straight into her pussy in one brutal thrust, stretching her tight walls wide open.

“AAAHHH—!!”

Morgan’s eyes flew wide, mouth open in a silent scream that turned into a raw, involuntary moan as he bottomed out against her cervix.

“No—fuck—too big—get out get out GET OUT—“

But even as she thought it, two more mature males shoved their way between her spread thighs, fighting for position.

One managed to wedge his cock alongside the alpha’s, forcing her pussy to stretch impossibly wider around two throbbing shafts at once. The third male, unable to reach her cunt, reared up and slammed into her mouth, his tapered tip sliding straight down her throat.

“MMMMPH—! GLLK—!”

Morgan gagged violently, tears instantly flooding her eyes as the coyote fucked her face with short, savage thrusts. Saliva poured from the corners of her stretched lips.

“This can’t be real—please please I’m not Lillie I’m not supposed to be here—“

While they claimed her three primary holes, the rest of the pack swarmed.

Rough tongues lashed across her heavy breasts, teeth tugging at her nipples through the thin fabric until it ripped open.

Another male mounted her from the side, forcing his cock between her plush ass cheeks and pushing into her tight rear entrance with a wet pop.

“NNNGH—!!”

The double penetration in her pussy combined with the sudden intrusion in her ass made her entire body convulse.

Every thrust sent violent jolts through her core. Her powerful thighs quivered uncontrollably in the coyotes’ grip.

“It hurts—God it hurts so much—why is my body—why am I getting wet—NO—“

The alpha snarled and began hammering harder, his knot already swelling and battering against her entrance.

The second male in her pussy matched his rhythm, their cocks rubbing together inside her, stretching her beyond anything she had ever imagined.

The one in her ass drove deeper with every thrust, claiming her completely.

The one in her throat forced her to swallow around his length, flooding her mouth with thick saliva.

Morgan’s mind fractured under the assault.

“I’m being raped—by animals—by a whole pack—they’re going to tear me apart—Lillie… did this happen to you? Is this where you went? Oh God I’m so sorry I should have come sooner—“

Involuntary moans tore from her chest between the gagging sobs.

“Ah—ahh—nnngh—please—stop—ahhn—!”

Her heavy breasts bounced and jiggled wildly as the coyotes fucked her from every angle.

Milk-white precum already leaked from the corners of her mouth and dripped down her thighs in sticky rivulets.

Her pussy clenched and fluttered traitorously around the two invading cocks, the unwanted slickness only letting them pound her harder.

“Don’t you dare cum—don’t you fucking dare—“

But her body betrayed her anyway. A shattering orgasm ripped through her without warning, her walls spasming violently around the two knots now forcing their way inside her overstretched cunt.

Morgan screamed around the cock in her throat, eyes rolling back as fresh tears streamed down her face.

The alpha howled in triumph and slammed his knot home, locking deep inside her. The second male followed seconds later, forcing his own knot past her lips until her pussy was grotesquely stretched and bulging around both swollen bases.

Hot, thick seed began flooding her womb in powerful jets.

Morgan could only sob and moan, completely immobilized, every hole claimed and violated at once.

“They’re breeding me—filling me—oh God there’s so much—“

More coyotes waited their turn, cocks hard and dripping, circling closer as the first wave of males used her without mercy.

This was only the beginning.

And somewhere deeper in the forest, the rest of the massive pack stirred at the sound of a new human woman’s broken cries.

Morgan’s fate had found her.