The four of us, Ruby, Weiss, Yang, and Blake, tread lightly on the dark, secluded forest trail. Our ears are perked up, alert for any signs of danger. As skilled hunters, we've been in sticky situations before, but something about this trail gives me the creeps.
"Do you guys feel that?" Ruby asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
Weiss, Yang, and I nod in agreement. A strange energy seems to be surrounding us, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Suddenly, we're ambushed by a pack of twenty Beowulfs. We brace ourselves for a fierce battle, but the creatures don't attack. Instead, they circle around us, sniffing and growling.
"What the hell is going on?" Yang mutters, her fists clenched.
The Beowulfs begin to nudge us, pushing us onto all fours. Blake and I exchange playful insults, wondering what the Grimms are up to.
"I guess they want to play rough," Blake says, a smirk on her face.
The Beowulfs lift up Ruby and Weiss' skirts, revealing their lacy underwear. Yang and I scoff, but our amusement is short-lived as our pants are pulled down, leaving us exposed.
"Well, this is a new one," Yang remarks, trying to keep her cool.
The Beowulfs force their mouths open, pushing their hard members inside. We gag, trying to fight back, but it's no use. The creatures then move to our pussies and asses, brutally penetrating us. We scream, our bodies tensing up from the pain.
The Beowulfs arrange double and triple penetrations for us, leaving us breathless and moaning. We try to push them away, but the Beowulfs are too strong. They cum inside us, filling us up with their hot seed.
We lie exhausted, our clothes tattered and covered in Beowulf sperm. We're broken, humiliated, and defiled. The Beowulfs sniff and lick us, marking us as their own. We shiver, feeling violated and used.
The Beowulfs leave, satisfied with their new toys. We're left alone, feeling empty and dirty. Ruby and Weiss pull up their skirts, their faces red from shame. Yang and I pull up our pants, trying to compose ourselves.
We stand up, wobbling on our feet. We look at each other, realizing we are now the sluts of the whole pack.
"What have we gotten ourselves into?" Ruby whispers, her voice shaking.
Weiss rolls her eyes, "What else, Ruby? An adventure."
We start walking, our bodies aching from the brutal rape. We know we have to find a way to escape, but for now, we are the pack's slaves.
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