Jolting awake to the sound of my alarm, I slowly catch my bearings and groggily roll out of bed. Even though I'm half asleep, I can make out something on the radio about a snow storm approaching. In any normal circumstances I'd just take the day off from work, but this just happens to be one of those days that I have to be there, on time too. Quickly getting ready so that I can leave early, I hop into the shower, and then get dressed for work With barely enough time left, I walk down the stairs to get something to eat before I go. Grabbing a piece of toast, I can hear something, it sounds like howling or something. There are coyotes around here, but they aren't normally active during in the morning like this, so that's a little bit odd...
Whatever, I have to get to work, so I head out the door and walk over to my car. It's freezing outside, I can feel the cold wind blowing against my skin as I fumble through my coat pockets for my keys. Well, today's already off to a great start, it seems that I've left them inside the house or something. Turning around to go back inside, I hear a large thud behind me, followed by heavy panting. Oh dear, there's a large, white wolf on my front steps, staring at me and licking her lips in almost sensual way. What the hell is a wolf like this doing so close to civilization?
I really don't have time for this right now, so the best thing to do would be to try and scare her away and continue on. Lifting my arms in the air, I start making a lot of noise to scare off the wolf, but don't find much success. The wolf doesn't back down, her hungry gaze grows sharper as her amber eyes bore straight into my mind. Licking her muzzle, that soft red tongue slipping between her sharp, pointed teeth, the wolf begins strutting towards me in a threatening manner. Trying to play it cool, and trying not to show fear, I slowly back away from the beast until I'm forced to clambour onto the trunk of my car.
With a look of contentment on her face, she starts slowly circling around my car, seemingly taunting me as sweat pours down my face. With her white fur gleaming against the snow covered landscape, her tail swishing back and forth almost hypnotically, it's quite obvious what this animal wants. Before I can even formulate a plan, the wolf bares her fangs and jumps up beside me on my car. As she edges closer to my trembling body, her claws dig deep into the metal frame, peeling paint away.
Slowly closing in on me, she towers over me, a look of hunger in her amber eyes while drool spills from her muzzle. She's so close that I can smell the heat and muskiness radiating from her fur, and feel her warm breath blowing hot across my neck. The wolf snarls as she lunges forward, latching onto my calf with her sharp teeth, sinking them deeply into my skin. I scream out in pain as blood trickles down my shin, sending the wolf into a frenzy. Growling like an angry beast, she bites deeper into my flesh while I scream, which only seems to be making her even more excited. Still clutching onto my leg, the wolf starts pulling at me, trying to tear my pants right off, but they're too tight to rip. It hurts, and it's getting worse by the second.
Frustrated, she leaps off of the car, dragging me along with her while I thrash around, trying to escape from her clutches. A sharp pain shoots through my body as the wolf pulls me across the ground into the forest. Sticks and stones dig into my back as the damp winter snow is stained with my blood. Before long, we've made it to the edge of the woods, and into a rocky den of sorts, which must be where she lives. With one last yelp, I'm dropped onto the floor inside the cave, where lays down next to me, her attention still fixed on my trembling body.
I try not to show my fear, but I can't help myself, the sight of this huge beast looming over me sends shivers up my spine. Her warm, wet tongue slithers across my leg, making me cringe in agony. Licking my wound and savouring my blood one last time, it seems she's satisfied with the taste. With a feral look on her face, she looks down at my damp, blood stained clothing, and cocks her head to the side in confusion. It's almost as if she's questioning why I'm not fighting back anymore. Snapping back to reality, she lowers her massive, furry frame down onto me, pinning me down into the ground, holding me down against the cold, hard dirt.
More pain shoots up my groin as I feel her claws dig into my pants in an attempt to rip them away. To my dismay, the material tears easily and shreds away to reveal my white briefs which are stained red with my blood. Even though I'm terrified, I can feel a strange sense of arousal rising within me as I watch her tear though my underwear next, revealing my bruised