There will be a few changes for this. Firstly, I've decided to edit the original one-shot of the story to fix it up a bit, as it was made during a..less talented time in my writing career. Secondly, I've decided to switch out of first person, as I'm much more used to writing from third, and trying to leave a focus on first person makes it take longer to make chapters. If it really is a big problem, let me know in the reviews and I'll see about changing it back, kk?
A wolf-hog is a sub-species of hedgehog. They are not to be confused with were-hogs. Were-hogs are caused by curses, wolf-hogs are born with distinctly canine features such as fangs, claws, and an over all bulky form.
The wolf-hogs think differently from others. An example of this came from an incident shortly after the brown raccoon called Marine attempted to leave the island where the wolf-hogs live, and had a rather... unpleasant experience with one of the natives.
The wolf-hog, (most wolf-hogs do not have names, but for the purpose of simplicity, we'll call him Fang) remembered quite clearly the pirate ship that came to the island that my pack lived on. He remembered because he was afraid of the pirates.
But as it turned out, the pirates were only there to study the wolf-hogs. It took some time for them to start understanding what they were saying, but they learned bits of their language eventually.
It was from these pirates that the wolf-hogs learned that the wolf-hogs think differently. Fang couldn't remember which of them said this, as he was busy watching the raccoon called Marine.
Marine was pretty. She spoke strangely, even the other pirates agreed on that. Fang, however, found her speech rather compelling. And her outfit nearly drove him up a tree.
Fang was sad when the pirates left. He had been hoping to spend more time with the raccoon Marine; he wasn't even sure if she ever learned how to tell him from the other wolf-hogs.
Then, just as the pirate ship was taking off, something happened. Fang was not sure what, he didn't know how the wooden whales called ships worked, but he believe they may have been under attack. Something made fire on the wooden whales. Then...Fang was not sure of the correct words to explain it. The only way he could think to explain it is that the wooden whale became lightning.
Only, the lighting was red and didn't vanish. Many things, barrels, planks, even the pirates, flew from the ship when the red lighting hit. And the raccoon Marine landed before Fang.
Her pants and the lower half of her shirt had been singed away, leaving her in only the top of her green shirt and her shoes. Her sides were burned slightly. Fang thought one of her legs may have been broken, as when she tried to stand up, she shrieked and fell back down on her stomach.
You see, this is how the wolf-hogs think different. Generally, most other Mobians would have understood that Marine was in need to help. Even if they didn't help her, they would have understood that she needed it.
Fang, however, did not. From the moment she landed, Fang stared down at her, taking in the sight of her tones ass and growing hard. He was unsure of what Marine needed, but he knew almost immediately what he needed.
Fang had never mated before, but the knowledge of how to do so is ingrained in his instincts, and he had seen other wolf-hogs mate before. He approached the raccoon Marine slowly.
"Is 'er someone there? I need help." She said. Fang said nothing, merely moved closer to her until he was looming above her; she could not move to see him. "If ya ain't gonna help me none then bugger off!" She snapped. "I need help! My ship was hit with explosives I-Hey! What are you doing?!" She questioned when she felt Fang's length rubbing against the lips of her pussy.
"D-Don't do that! I'm a pirate captain! We remove the bullocks of the freaks who do stuff like like!" She shouted. Her voice was angry, but Fang could sense the fear behind her words, and it only excited him more.
Wolf-hogs are naturally bigger in proportion to other Mobians. Fully erect, Fang's cock was eleven inches long and extremely hard. He grabbed hold of the raccoon's sides. "Don't ya dare! My crew'll be here any time now and they string ya up in a heartbeat!" She more pleaded than commanded. Fang disregarded her words. It was time for mating, that was all he understood.
Fang thrust in hard, groaning softly as his strength allowed him to get eight inches deep in one go. She screamed, feeling his thick length pulsing deep inside her. Fang pulled out slowly, pulling her hips back as he thrust forward, ramming in balls deep this time. She screamed again, louder this time. The sound made Fang shudder, and his shaft felt even harder.
"P-Please! Please stop!" She begged as he began pumped in and out of her aggressively, trying to go a little deeper inside her each time. Her insides were hot and smooth; it was an amazing feeling as he forced my cock in and out of her pussy. After twenty minutes, Fang pushed as deeply into her as I could manage, hilting himself in her pussy as he came and released a flood of hot cum inside of her. She yelped in pain when she felt it.
Fang pulled out, breathing a bit harder now, then thrust back in harder than before. Wolf-hogs possess above average endurance, and have been known to mate for many hours at a time.
Fang continued slamming into her pussy, adding more force to each thrust to see how loudly he could make her cry out. Every noise she made encouraged Fang to get rougher. After another forty minutes of it, Fang came again, releasing just as much, if not more, cum into Marine's over-full pussy.
Her body relaxed momentarily. She must have thought Fang was done with her. She realized she was wrong when Fang moved around to the other side and grabbed her head. marine opened her mouth to say something, possibly to threaten or plead, and Fang rammed his cock down her throat.
Her throat was almost better than her pussy; wetter, slicker, and hotter. She gagged the moment Fang hit the back of her throat, the sound spurred him to buck his hips faster. Her saliva lubricated Fang's cock, and he was able to move back and forth with ease. Soon he was fucking her throat like it was an onahole, and the sight of her tear stained face only made him pick up the speed.
Fang wasn't sure how long it was when he let out another load in the back of her throat. He could hear her gagging harder, but kept on thrusting into her mouth. Twenty minutes later Fang pulled out, shooting several strands of hot cum on the raccoon Marine's face.
Fang returned to her pussy, going all in without warning. This time, when he came after fifteen minutes of hard pumping, he pulled out so he could see hos cum coating her ass.
Fang fell back, laying on the ground behind the sobbing raccoon for a few minutes. Fang decided he wanted to keep the raccoon called Marine. When he stood, he picked her up and carried her back to his den. She would be his mate now. He had no way of knowing he would get many more when they came to the island to look for her.
Okay, that does it for now. So, I ask again, who should we do for the next chapter? One rule: Maria and Cosmo are entirely off limits. I understand the whole innocents thing, which is why Cream is not off-limits, but I don't want Maria or Cosmo anywhere near this fic. They're too sacred. Every other female in the Sonic universe is fair game.