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"Skinz"
Animals have been hunted and
killed for thousands of years.
They were part of God's food chain and
kept everyone alive.
For the last 100 years, furs have become charmingly
fashionable, and now, animals are skinned,
for just their furs.
Their bloody remains, their bodies, left to rot.
Now it's their turn, to repay mankind...
.....and they're pissed!!
By
Michael D. Stevens
Author
His First Novel
A True Science Fiction Novel
Copyrighted ©
6/29/10/2004
Original Date Written
This Book is Dedicated
To:
Diana, who was always there,
some of the time.
&
My Mother, who supported me in every way,
through my roller coaster life.
&
Renita Charrlin,
Who believed in me.
"SKINZ"
Characters
Jack - Father rabbit, Easter - Mother rabbit, Spot - Baby
Kilher - Father wolf, Red - Mother wolf, Thrilher - Baby
Berry - Male beaver, Verry - Female beaver mate
Gay - Gay squirrel, Fay - Gay squirrel's lover
Bob - Trapper, Lucy - Trappers wife, Bobby - Son
Woody - Trapper Bob's neighbor
Leroy - Bob's black mailman
CircleJerk - Indian Chief Shaman
Bucky - Indian Chiefs grandson
Dr. Wong - Batelle scientist
Dr. Dentally - Batelle scientist
Major Tac - Batelle Director
Ricardo – French Drug Dealer
Dominique - Recardo's gay brother
KoolAid - BO$$ Nightclub Owner
Tex Walker - Country bar owner
Bambi, Tiffany & Jasmine - Strippers
ASSORTED OTHERS
Chapters
1
The Forest
2
Trapper Bob
3
Circle Jerk
4
Battelle
5
Ricardo
6
Slicing
7
Dicing
8
Bucky Returns
9
Bucky Gets Lucky
10
Back To Battle
11
Ricardo's Chateau
12
First Blood
13
Dancing CircleJerk
14
Batelle Heats Up
15
Raped
16
Ricardo Freaks
17
Batelle Update
18
Heads
19
Heads off
20
BO$$
21
Batelle Blows Up
22
Scroggs & Scarfurr
Fur Appendix
From the book of.....
REVELATIONS
The Fourth Seal
… and when I had opened the
fourth seal,
I heard the voice of the fourth
beast say,
"Come and see".
And I looked and behold,
a running pale dead animal.
And his Name that set on him...
was…
…was Death,
and Hell followed...them.
And Power was given unto them,
over the four parts of the earth,
to Kill with the Beasts of the
Earth….
Chapter
(1)
The Forest
A hundred liberated sounds, coming from within the forest. Each one dominating the
happiness of God's creatures.
The fine furred animals were enjoying life's destiny by unquestioning freedom to, run,
hop, crawl, trot and live unbundled from human discontinuances.
The sun was shinning auspiciously, promising to be as a bright pledge. Ensuring another
secure safe dawn-to-dusk day. All under God's light.
Easter, a beautiful large tailed Persian looking female rabbit had just given the glory of life
to four adorable bunnies. Three females and a baby boy named Spot.
Spot had one dark black circled eye, appearing to be wearing a monical. Professor like
in appearance.
The father rabbit, Easter's proud mate and happily fulfilling sexual partner, was named
Jack. Big Jack was so very proud of his joint possessions with Easter. He loved her so
very much, and vowed to take care of her and their bunny children forever.
Jack built Easter a fine hole home, He lined it with soft flower petals that gave off the
aroma of incense to their sensitive bunny noses.
Jack made sure, the flowers were always fresh.
The babies were nursed most of the night, and Jack granted Easter's privacy
accordingly. Besides, Jack was busy, real busy collecting nutrition for his precious little
warm bodies.
Easter pre-chewed the larger plants, regurgitating them into their tiny little mouths
between their mother's milkings.
Easter licked each of her precious little mouths so as to make them presentable for each
time their father returned with food.
Occasionally, Jack would theft some milk from Easter by sucking on an exposed nipple
under Easter's soft, succulent, creamy tan and white fur.
"Stop it" Easter said, "It's all for our children", "Yours will come later, after our children
have their bellies full and are asleep".
Jack loved Easter so much and stood proudly outside their warm, safe comfortable
abode. Protecting, guarding and defending it, so as no harm would come upon them.
Jack thought "He would gladly give up his rabbit life, against any foe", "If it would, come
down to that".
Jack remembered how he met Easter six months ago, on a cold winter night. They
shared his one room bachelor hole near the babbling brook. Its waters were cool and
ran deep. Perfect for both a gulp or chilling swan dive dip.
Jack and Easter spent many a night camping out there. They snuggled under the clear
dark skies, decorated with multi-star twinkling lights, provided by their benevolent God.
They first became harmonious friends, sharing bunny stories and then, they made love
for uncounted hours.
As a result of that love, four beautiful, warm, cuddly bunnies were their grateful blessings
from their long, sensual escapades.
Jack remembered it so clearly. As if it was yesterday. Easters sensuality magnetized
Jack's libido.
Now, Jack stood guard, nose high in the air, ready to detect any natural foe and defend or
attack them accordingly. His union with his family would not be broken. He would rather
first die a butchered, tortured death.
Jack detected a scent. Some kind of predator was near. Years of sniffing experience
indicated that it was one of the wolf species.
Suddenly, out of the corner of Jack's eye, leaped a huge black timber wolf. Jack jumped
eight feet vertically, straight up off his strong back legs.
The large black male wolf, startled at Jack's missile launch, froze and then felt Jack land
squarely on his head. Jack leaped again, now off the wolf's head, adding insulted
insolence to the determined hungry wolf.
Jack's second leap landed in the center of the nearby brook.
The wolf snarled and howled "No fucking rabbit uses me as a trampoline" as he followed
Jack into the brook, right on Jack's tail. The wolf was both insulted and pissed. After all,
he was the king of the forest and demanded, and usually got, respect.
Now, more than ever, the wolf wanted that damn rabbit's ass's big round fluffy tail.
"No one but no one does that to a timber wolf", "Not this timber wolf" said Kilher. Kilher
was well known throughout the forest as one, not to be in conflict with. Not to be
screwed with!
Kilher leaped pass Jack, missing him by one strong death paw.
"Damn it" gargled Kilher, his mouth consumed with muddy brook water.
"I'll get you my pretty snack" growled Kilher. As Jack, gave Kilher the finger, well paw
finger Yes, even the forest animals know how to give the "Fuck you" sign.
Jack was better than the average swimmer. Dodging the Wolf's every move as the
brook's current swept both of them down stream, emerging into a raging white water
river.
Kilher managed to get a piece of Jack's big puffy tail and held on with his mighty jaws.
But Jack, raised his ass up high and fired off several fart turd pellets from hell.
"Pow, pow, pow" went the pellets, directly into Kilhers eyes and open jaws.
The smell and taste caused Kilher to let go of Jack's tail. Now, Kilher was really going to
grab that damn rabbit and punish him. Kilher was pissed, thinking "No one shit's on a
timber wolf and lives to tell about it".
The two natural foes, played a game of hostile tag, swirling amongst the heavy current.
Soon, they neared a forty foot waterfall. Jack was thinking about reaching the hidden
rocks, an underwater safety ledge one foot before the fall.
Jack used this trick several times in his life, to avoid death.
All Kilher was thinking about was his delectable treat with sweet revenge. He wanted
any animal in the forest watching as he devoured this bunny rabbit. It was a pride thing,
for wolves.
Jack made it to the safe underwater ledge and hung on as Kilher missed it. The big bad
wolf's eyes were bulging out as he plummeted over the forty foot waterfall. Kihler howled
"Fuck, fuuuccck" and straight down onto sharp jagged rocks.
Kilher was now feeling the force of thousands of pounds of water, beating him up like a
battering ram. The water's strong current carried him off, further down the river.
Banging and thrashing him on just about every granite rock the river had to offer,
punishing him.
"Ouch", "Yelp", "Ouuuch", "bang", "ouuchhh" cried the wolf, hoping for assistance from
some other creature.
But no creatures would help him. He wouldn't do the same for them and now they're not
going to do the same for him. After all, he's a timber wolf, and no one in the forest helps
timber wolves.
Un be knowing to Jack, his family, Easter and the kids were following Jack's every
movement, hopping along the safety of the river's banks.
"Our hero" yelled Easter to Jack.
"That's my daddy" screamed Spot, joined by his sisters singing "That's our dad”, “That’s
our daddy"!!
Jack was grinning as he bunny paddled towards them.
Spot said "I'm gonna grow up to be brave and strong, just like my fearless father", "When
I'm big and strong", "I'm gonna take good care of my parents and my sisters" and further
thinking ", "Just wait for the world to see this tough rabbit named Spot".
Upon reaching the river's banks, Jack said "Let's celebrate", "I'm taking all of you out to
dinner tonight" as the family followed Jack to a wild carrot patch. Once there, the family
plucked up a sizable bunch of fresh forest carrots. They feasted and slept in peace for
the rest of the night.
Jack thought "Bunny one, wolf zero" as he fell fast asleep with Spot proudly taking up
guard duty. His nose high in the air.
Kilher lay motionless on his new found beach. He moaned and moaned from his bungled,
banged up body bag of wolf bones.
As he lay there, he thought about his family. Yes even big bad wolves have families. His
girl and mate for life was named Red. Red was named by her Canadian parents because
of her bright golden red fur, a fur that first attracted Kilher to her, from afar.
Red was a lady wolf that Kilher fought for and won, from the rest of the wolf pack males.
They all lusted for her, but Kilher fought hard and won her for himself.
They were instantly in love and made many new and exciting trips throughout the forest,
stopping at each lush
green grass meadow, making love, wolf style. Similar to doggy style, but with greater
force, much greater force as they both "Howled, howl, hoowllled" when they bursts into
orgasms.
It didn't take long for Red to get pregnant. But the litter only produced one baby wolf.
They named their new lone baby wolf Thrilher, because he had several crooked fangs.
Bucked teeth fangs, resembling a Halloween mask.
But Thrilher was theirs and both Kilher and Red loved their son. Kilher knew that he
would grow up and easily become a leader of a wolf pact. Thrilher's face alone, would
be enough to scare anyone.
As Kilher lay there, broken and beaten, he hoped and prayed that he could recover long
enough to proudly trot back to his lovely red lady and their bucktooth fanged son, Thrilher.
He hoped, but only could let out a soft "Whimper", and a low, very low, painful "Growl,
growl, whimper". Not to be mistaken by anyone within earshot, as a tearful moan.
"Hey" he thought, "He had a tough forest reputation to maintain".
After all, he was the leader of the wolf pack. But right now, his mangled body hurt from
nose to tail. He couldn't even move his tail or lick his own balls.
Kilher watched the beavers swimming all around him, laughing at his demise and
continuing with their dam building. The beavers sidestepped the many traps, laid out by
hunters as they gnawed down tree after tree. Their construction team efforts were easily
made possible with their large, bucked, razor sharp teeth.
One of the male beavers was named Berry, Berry Beaver.
He too had a love story. One day, a tree that he was gnawing on for six months, fell the
wrong way and landed on him. Breaking one of his two mighty fangs completely off. And
beavers don't have insurance or a family dentist.
Berry was stuck underneath the mighty large tree, with his broken off fang lying next to
him. It was nightfall and would be morning before the rest of the beavers would notice
and try and get him out.
But too late, Berry was wheezing as the mighty oak tree was choking off his wind pipes, a
large branch lodged in his mouth.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a tree limb being dragged near his tomb like situation.
He cried out in a whispered voice "Help me, helllp me" , "Please, pleeze", " Helppp",
"Helppp". But the sound stopped, and Berry was about to give up all hope, as he closed
his big brown beaver eyes and was prepared to go to beaver heaven.
"What's wrong", "Are ya stuck" said a pretty good looking beaver, sitting next to him.
Berry looked up, and saw the most beautiful beaver in the world. She had a bright white
smile and long dark eyelashes. Berry thought to himself, "Nice tits", "All eight of them".
"My name is Verry", "And it looks like you could use some help".
Berry smiled at his new friend and said "Name's Berry, like in rhyme with yours", "Verry".
"How light", You're right" answered Verry as she dragged her tree limb over to Berry and
made a fulcrum out of it. Pulling Berry to his safety.
"Thank you Verry", "I really appreciate it" sobbed Berry, trying to hid his broken off tooth.
"Hey, Berry", "Don't worry about your tooth", "I kind of think its sexy”.
"Really Verry" said a big smiling Berry.
"Hey, want to grab some chow"?, asked Verry, "There's some great white birch trees
over there and some neat looking fresh plants, insects and a couple of worms" , "Do you
like sushi"?
"Hell ya" answered Berry, "I'm a vegetarian".
"So am I" exclaimed Verry, "I thought I'd never meet another vegetarian beaver in the
forest".
"Me neither" sighed Berry, "Me neither".
As the two enjoyed their vegetarian supper, Verry leaned over, and French kissed Berry.
It was easy to get some major tongue action because of Berry's missing tooth. Berry
liked it a lot as he pushed Verry on to the ground and mounted her in the missionary
position.
"Uh, Uh, Hu,UHH" Berry huffed and puffed for about a minute, bursting with sexual
satisfaction. Finally he "Arrrgjhed". His big brown beaver eyes rolled and body fell to the
side of Verry, wheezing and panting, tongue lapping out of one side of his mouth. No
tooth to hold it in any more.
Verry, moved over onto her side and said "Thank you", that's the longest and best sex
that I ever had”.
Berry smiled, he had found his mate. His soul mate. But their companionship would soon
be over as they mistakenly stepped into two beaver traps. "Snap, Snapped".
Kilher watched the whole affair, thinking "Great, I'm laying here in agony", "Watching two
beavers fuck", "And now get their fat asses stuck in a trap like me ", "Stuck, can't move
a fucking tail muscle".
Kilher tried again to get up. He made it up once, but fell back down on his back, looking
down between his legs saying "Damn it, my fuckin rear legs are broke", "Can't fuckin
even reach to lick my fuckin balls right” as he tried and tried to extend his long wolf
tongue. He just laid there, staring up into the tree above him, noticing some moving
animal life there.
Above Kilher were two squirrels. Two male squirrels, that Kilher, upon seeing, said to
himself "Damn",
"Why did God give male squirrels such big ass balls"?
"There're fucking bigger than mine", "And I'm ten times bigger than those flying tree
rats". "It isn't fair"", "Why some males have huge balls and others have little balls".
Kilher had nothing else to do, he couldn't move so he just laid there, watching the two
male squirrels chatter to each other.
"Chatter, chatter, chatter" said the one male squirrel to the other one.
"Chatter back at you too" said the other male squirrel.
"My name's Gay", "What's yours, big boy" asked Gay.
"Well, I usually don't give out my name, upon the first meeting", "But you look like a real
stud", "My name's Fay".
"Hey", "Fay", sounds very pretty gay" said Gay.
"Thank you", smiled Fay as he looked at Gay's big balls", "Yours too".
"Ya wanna do a quick one"?, asked Gay as he bent over, facing away from Fay, his ass
and tail pointing straight up in the air.
Fay didn't need an engraved invitation with an RSVP, to attack that nice looking squirrel
ass.
Fay mounted Gay doggy style and proceeded to fuck the shit out of Gay. "Pump, hump,
pump, hump, pump, hump, pump" and onwards and onwards for almost two hours.
Finally Fay shrilled in pleasure, "I'm cuming, I'm cuuuming", "Uhhhhhhh" and fell off the
tree limb on top of Kihlers face, bouncing off of it and falling by Kilhers side.
"God damn my body to hell" howled Kilher, "Now I just saw two faggot squirrels fuck
each other". "And I got one of them passed out, lying next to me".
"That's all I need to add insult to injury", "Is have the forest animals see me, on my back,
legs broken and spread eagled apart", "With some faggot squirrel laying next to me
passed out".
"I look like I just got fucked by a squirrel, a gay male squirrel" sighed Kilher, "It can't get
any worse than this" he thought.
Just then, the other gay squirrel, Gay feeling faint from the massive gay sex, slipped on
the squirrel cum on the branch and fell, bouncing off of Kilher's belly and landing squarely
between his legs. Also, knocked out.
Kilher, too weak to move, looked down at the cum filled assed squirrel and said "Fuck",
"Now it looks like I've been raped, sodomized and gang banged by a couple of faggot
squirrels".
Kilher just "Moaned, moaned" in pain and in disgust at his situation.
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Animals have been hunted and
killed for thousands of years.
They were part of God's food chain and
kept everyone alive.
For the last 100 years, furs have become charmingly
fashionable, and now, animals are skinned,
for just their furs.
Their bloody remains, their bodies, left to rot.
Now it's their turn, to repay mankind...
.....and they're pissed!!
By
Michael D. Stevens
Author
His First Novel
A True Science Fiction Novel
Copyrighted ©
6/29/10/2004
Original Date Written
This Book is Dedicated
To:
Diana, who was always there,
some of the time.
&
My Mother, who supported me in every way,
through my roller coaster life.
&
Renita Charrlin,
Who believed in me.
"SKINZ"
Characters
Jack - Father rabbit, Easter - Mother rabbit, Spot - Baby
Kilher - Father wolf, Red - Mother wolf, Thrilher - Baby
Berry - Male beaver, Verry - Female beaver mate
Gay - Gay squirrel, Fay - Gay squirrel's lover
Bob - Trapper, Lucy - Trappers wife, Bobby - Son
Woody - Trapper Bob's neighbor
Leroy - Bob's black mailman
CircleJerk - Indian Chief Shaman
Bucky - Indian Chiefs grandson
Dr. Wong - Batelle scientist
Dr. Dentally - Batelle scientist
Major Tac - Batelle Director
Ricardo – French Drug Dealer
Dominique - Recardo's gay brother
KoolAid - BO$$ Nightclub Owner
Tex Walker - Country bar owner
Bambi, Tiffany & Jasmine - Strippers
ASSORTED OTHERS
Chapters
1
The Forest
2
Trapper Bob
3
Circle Jerk
4
Battelle
5
Ricardo
6
Slicing
7
Dicing
8
Bucky Returns
9
Bucky Gets Lucky
10
Back To Battle
11
Ricardo's Chateau
12
First Blood
13
Dancing CircleJerk
14
Batelle Heats Up
15
Raped
16
Ricardo Freaks
17
Batelle Update
18
Heads
19
Heads off
20
BO$$
21
Batelle Blows Up
22
Scroggs & Scarfurr
Fur Appendix
From the book of.....
REVELATIONS
The Fourth Seal
… and when I had opened the
fourth seal,
I heard the voice of the fourth
beast say,
"Come and see".
And I looked and behold,
a running pale dead animal.
And his Name that set on him...
was…
…was Death,
and Hell followed...them.
And Power was given unto them,
over the four parts of the earth,
to Kill with the Beasts of the
Earth….
Chapter
(1)
The Forest
A hundred liberated sounds, coming from within the forest. Each one dominating the
happiness of God's creatures.
The fine furred animals were enjoying life's destiny by unquestioning freedom to, run,
hop, crawl, trot and live unbundled from human discontinuances.
The sun was shinning auspiciously, promising to be as a bright pledge. Ensuring another
secure safe dawn-to-dusk day. All under God's light.
Easter, a beautiful large tailed Persian looking female rabbit had just given the glory of life
to four adorable bunnies. Three females and a baby boy named Spot.
Spot had one dark black circled eye, appearing to be wearing a monical. Professor like
in appearance.
The father rabbit, Easter's proud mate and happily fulfilling sexual partner, was named
Jack. Big Jack was so very proud of his joint possessions with Easter. He loved her so
very much, and vowed to take care of her and their bunny children forever.
Jack built Easter a fine hole home, He lined it with soft flower petals that gave off the
aroma of incense to their sensitive bunny noses.
Jack made sure, the flowers were always fresh.
The babies were nursed most of the night, and Jack granted Easter's privacy
accordingly. Besides, Jack was busy, real busy collecting nutrition for his precious little
warm bodies.
Easter pre-chewed the larger plants, regurgitating them into their tiny little mouths
between their mother's milkings.
Easter licked each of her precious little mouths so as to make them presentable for each
time their father returned with food.
Occasionally, Jack would theft some milk from Easter by sucking on an exposed nipple
under Easter's soft, succulent, creamy tan and white fur.
"Stop it" Easter said, "It's all for our children", "Yours will come later, after our children
have their bellies full and are asleep".
Jack loved Easter so much and stood proudly outside their warm, safe comfortable
abode. Protecting, guarding and defending it, so as no harm would come upon them.
Jack thought "He would gladly give up his rabbit life, against any foe", "If it would, come
down to that".
Jack remembered how he met Easter six months ago, on a cold winter night. They
shared his one room bachelor hole near the babbling brook. Its waters were cool and
ran deep. Perfect for both a gulp or chilling swan dive dip.
Jack and Easter spent many a night camping out there. They snuggled under the clear
dark skies, decorated with multi-star twinkling lights, provided by their benevolent God.
They first became harmonious friends, sharing bunny stories and then, they made love
for uncounted hours.
As a result of that love, four beautiful, warm, cuddly bunnies were their grateful blessings
from their long, sensual escapades.
Jack remembered it so clearly. As if it was yesterday. Easters sensuality magnetized
Jack's libido.
Now, Jack stood guard, nose high in the air, ready to detect any natural foe and defend or
attack them accordingly. His union with his family would not be broken. He would rather
first die a butchered, tortured death.
Jack detected a scent. Some kind of predator was near. Years of sniffing experience
indicated that it was one of the wolf species.
Suddenly, out of the corner of Jack's eye, leaped a huge black timber wolf. Jack jumped
eight feet vertically, straight up off his strong back legs.
The large black male wolf, startled at Jack's missile launch, froze and then felt Jack land
squarely on his head. Jack leaped again, now off the wolf's head, adding insulted
insolence to the determined hungry wolf.
Jack's second leap landed in the center of the nearby brook.
The wolf snarled and howled "No fucking rabbit uses me as a trampoline" as he followed
Jack into the brook, right on Jack's tail. The wolf was both insulted and pissed. After all,
he was the king of the forest and demanded, and usually got, respect.
Now, more than ever, the wolf wanted that damn rabbit's ass's big round fluffy tail.
"No one but no one does that to a timber wolf", "Not this timber wolf" said Kilher. Kilher
was well known throughout the forest as one, not to be in conflict with. Not to be
screwed with!
Kilher leaped pass Jack, missing him by one strong death paw.
"Damn it" gargled Kilher, his mouth consumed with muddy brook water.
"I'll get you my pretty snack" growled Kilher. As Jack, gave Kilher the finger, well paw
finger Yes, even the forest animals know how to give the "Fuck you" sign.
Jack was better than the average swimmer. Dodging the Wolf's every move as the
brook's current swept both of them down stream, emerging into a raging white water
river.
Kilher managed to get a piece of Jack's big puffy tail and held on with his mighty jaws.
But Jack, raised his ass up high and fired off several fart turd pellets from hell.
"Pow, pow, pow" went the pellets, directly into Kilhers eyes and open jaws.
The smell and taste caused Kilher to let go of Jack's tail. Now, Kilher was really going to
grab that damn rabbit and punish him. Kilher was pissed, thinking "No one shit's on a
timber wolf and lives to tell about it".
The two natural foes, played a game of hostile tag, swirling amongst the heavy current.
Soon, they neared a forty foot waterfall. Jack was thinking about reaching the hidden
rocks, an underwater safety ledge one foot before the fall.
Jack used this trick several times in his life, to avoid death.
All Kilher was thinking about was his delectable treat with sweet revenge. He wanted
any animal in the forest watching as he devoured this bunny rabbit. It was a pride thing,
for wolves.
Jack made it to the safe underwater ledge and hung on as Kilher missed it. The big bad
wolf's eyes were bulging out as he plummeted over the forty foot waterfall. Kihler howled
"Fuck, fuuuccck" and straight down onto sharp jagged rocks.
Kilher was now feeling the force of thousands of pounds of water, beating him up like a
battering ram. The water's strong current carried him off, further down the river.
Banging and thrashing him on just about every granite rock the river had to offer,
punishing him.
"Ouch", "Yelp", "Ouuuch", "bang", "ouuchhh" cried the wolf, hoping for assistance from
some other creature.
But no creatures would help him. He wouldn't do the same for them and now they're not
going to do the same for him. After all, he's a timber wolf, and no one in the forest helps
timber wolves.
Un be knowing to Jack, his family, Easter and the kids were following Jack's every
movement, hopping along the safety of the river's banks.
"Our hero" yelled Easter to Jack.
"That's my daddy" screamed Spot, joined by his sisters singing "That's our dad”, “That’s
our daddy"!!
Jack was grinning as he bunny paddled towards them.
Spot said "I'm gonna grow up to be brave and strong, just like my fearless father", "When
I'm big and strong", "I'm gonna take good care of my parents and my sisters" and further
thinking ", "Just wait for the world to see this tough rabbit named Spot".
Upon reaching the river's banks, Jack said "Let's celebrate", "I'm taking all of you out to
dinner tonight" as the family followed Jack to a wild carrot patch. Once there, the family
plucked up a sizable bunch of fresh forest carrots. They feasted and slept in peace for
the rest of the night.
Jack thought "Bunny one, wolf zero" as he fell fast asleep with Spot proudly taking up
guard duty. His nose high in the air.
Kilher lay motionless on his new found beach. He moaned and moaned from his bungled,
banged up body bag of wolf bones.
As he lay there, he thought about his family. Yes even big bad wolves have families. His
girl and mate for life was named Red. Red was named by her Canadian parents because
of her bright golden red fur, a fur that first attracted Kilher to her, from afar.
Red was a lady wolf that Kilher fought for and won, from the rest of the wolf pack males.
They all lusted for her, but Kilher fought hard and won her for himself.
They were instantly in love and made many new and exciting trips throughout the forest,
stopping at each lush
green grass meadow, making love, wolf style. Similar to doggy style, but with greater
force, much greater force as they both "Howled, howl, hoowllled" when they bursts into
orgasms.
It didn't take long for Red to get pregnant. But the litter only produced one baby wolf.
They named their new lone baby wolf Thrilher, because he had several crooked fangs.
Bucked teeth fangs, resembling a Halloween mask.
But Thrilher was theirs and both Kilher and Red loved their son. Kilher knew that he
would grow up and easily become a leader of a wolf pact. Thrilher's face alone, would
be enough to scare anyone.
As Kilher lay there, broken and beaten, he hoped and prayed that he could recover long
enough to proudly trot back to his lovely red lady and their bucktooth fanged son, Thrilher.
He hoped, but only could let out a soft "Whimper", and a low, very low, painful "Growl,
growl, whimper". Not to be mistaken by anyone within earshot, as a tearful moan.
"Hey" he thought, "He had a tough forest reputation to maintain".
After all, he was the leader of the wolf pack. But right now, his mangled body hurt from
nose to tail. He couldn't even move his tail or lick his own balls.
Kilher watched the beavers swimming all around him, laughing at his demise and
continuing with their dam building. The beavers sidestepped the many traps, laid out by
hunters as they gnawed down tree after tree. Their construction team efforts were easily
made possible with their large, bucked, razor sharp teeth.
One of the male beavers was named Berry, Berry Beaver.
He too had a love story. One day, a tree that he was gnawing on for six months, fell the
wrong way and landed on him. Breaking one of his two mighty fangs completely off. And
beavers don't have insurance or a family dentist.
Berry was stuck underneath the mighty large tree, with his broken off fang lying next to
him. It was nightfall and would be morning before the rest of the beavers would notice
and try and get him out.
But too late, Berry was wheezing as the mighty oak tree was choking off his wind pipes, a
large branch lodged in his mouth.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a tree limb being dragged near his tomb like situation.
He cried out in a whispered voice "Help me, helllp me" , "Please, pleeze", " Helppp",
"Helppp". But the sound stopped, and Berry was about to give up all hope, as he closed
his big brown beaver eyes and was prepared to go to beaver heaven.
"What's wrong", "Are ya stuck" said a pretty good looking beaver, sitting next to him.
Berry looked up, and saw the most beautiful beaver in the world. She had a bright white
smile and long dark eyelashes. Berry thought to himself, "Nice tits", "All eight of them".
"My name is Verry", "And it looks like you could use some help".
Berry smiled at his new friend and said "Name's Berry, like in rhyme with yours", "Verry".
"How light", You're right" answered Verry as she dragged her tree limb over to Berry and
made a fulcrum out of it. Pulling Berry to his safety.
"Thank you Verry", "I really appreciate it" sobbed Berry, trying to hid his broken off tooth.
"Hey, Berry", "Don't worry about your tooth", "I kind of think its sexy”.
"Really Verry" said a big smiling Berry.
"Hey, want to grab some chow"?, asked Verry, "There's some great white birch trees
over there and some neat looking fresh plants, insects and a couple of worms" , "Do you
like sushi"?
"Hell ya" answered Berry, "I'm a vegetarian".
"So am I" exclaimed Verry, "I thought I'd never meet another vegetarian beaver in the
forest".
"Me neither" sighed Berry, "Me neither".
As the two enjoyed their vegetarian supper, Verry leaned over, and French kissed Berry.
It was easy to get some major tongue action because of Berry's missing tooth. Berry
liked it a lot as he pushed Verry on to the ground and mounted her in the missionary
position.
"Uh, Uh, Hu,UHH" Berry huffed and puffed for about a minute, bursting with sexual
satisfaction. Finally he "Arrrgjhed". His big brown beaver eyes rolled and body fell to the
side of Verry, wheezing and panting, tongue lapping out of one side of his mouth. No
tooth to hold it in any more.
Verry, moved over onto her side and said "Thank you", that's the longest and best sex
that I ever had”.
Berry smiled, he had found his mate. His soul mate. But their companionship would soon
be over as they mistakenly stepped into two beaver traps. "Snap, Snapped".
Kilher watched the whole affair, thinking "Great, I'm laying here in agony", "Watching two
beavers fuck", "And now get their fat asses stuck in a trap like me ", "Stuck, can't move
a fucking tail muscle".
Kilher tried again to get up. He made it up once, but fell back down on his back, looking
down between his legs saying "Damn it, my fuckin rear legs are broke", "Can't fuckin
even reach to lick my fuckin balls right” as he tried and tried to extend his long wolf
tongue. He just laid there, staring up into the tree above him, noticing some moving
animal life there.
Above Kilher were two squirrels. Two male squirrels, that Kilher, upon seeing, said to
himself "Damn",
"Why did God give male squirrels such big ass balls"?
"There're fucking bigger than mine", "And I'm ten times bigger than those flying tree
rats". "It isn't fair"", "Why some males have huge balls and others have little balls".
Kilher had nothing else to do, he couldn't move so he just laid there, watching the two
male squirrels chatter to each other.
"Chatter, chatter, chatter" said the one male squirrel to the other one.
"Chatter back at you too" said the other male squirrel.
"My name's Gay", "What's yours, big boy" asked Gay.
"Well, I usually don't give out my name, upon the first meeting", "But you look like a real
stud", "My name's Fay".
"Hey", "Fay", sounds very pretty gay" said Gay.
"Thank you", smiled Fay as he looked at Gay's big balls", "Yours too".
"Ya wanna do a quick one"?, asked Gay as he bent over, facing away from Fay, his ass
and tail pointing straight up in the air.
Fay didn't need an engraved invitation with an RSVP, to attack that nice looking squirrel
ass.
Fay mounted Gay doggy style and proceeded to fuck the shit out of Gay. "Pump, hump,
pump, hump, pump, hump, pump" and onwards and onwards for almost two hours.
Finally Fay shrilled in pleasure, "I'm cuming, I'm cuuuming", "Uhhhhhhh" and fell off the
tree limb on top of Kihlers face, bouncing off of it and falling by Kilhers side.
"God damn my body to hell" howled Kilher, "Now I just saw two faggot squirrels fuck
each other". "And I got one of them passed out, lying next to me".
"That's all I need to add insult to injury", "Is have the forest animals see me, on my back,
legs broken and spread eagled apart", "With some faggot squirrel laying next to me
passed out".
"I look like I just got fucked by a squirrel, a gay male squirrel" sighed Kilher, "It can't get
any worse than this" he thought.
Just then, the other gay squirrel, Gay feeling faint from the massive gay sex, slipped on
the squirrel cum on the branch and fell, bouncing off of Kilher's belly and landing squarely
between his legs. Also, knocked out.
Kilher, too weak to move, looked down at the cum filled assed squirrel and said "Fuck",
"Now it looks like I've been raped, sodomized and gang banged by a couple of faggot
squirrels".
Kilher just "Moaned, moaned" in pain and in disgust at his situation.
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