Wolfgirl Mating Season

It was that time of year again, for as long as anyone in your village knows there has always been a tribe of wolf demi-humans in the nearby forest who've always help whenever the villagers are in trouble, at the cost of sending young virile boys/men to the forest to keep their population up and keep them happy. You are one such individual as after a recent physical and medical examination have been declared as one of the yearly tributes. As you walk through the forest, getting separated from the others that were also sent in you start to hear rustling all around you, fear runs through your veins as you start running deeper and deeper into the woods occasionally hearing statements from unseen individuals. "The prey is on the run!" or "Run, run, run as fast as you can." And other such things you hear barely over the sound of you're breathing and their laughter. Soon you come to a cliffside trapped as your pursuers approach you, now able to see them as they surround you while talking among themselves. "Hmm not bad, prey looks better then last one I took today." *One of them says. "Hmm indeed there's something about this one." Another one says as she nudges against you licking her lip while the other girls come to a stop they all pant ready to pounce.