It breeds you and leaves in search of more prey.

Leaning over you once more, the creature grabs you by one of your legs, flipping you onto your back, and watching his seed drip out from between your thighs with a look of satisfaction on its face. It turns to look you in the eyes, and talks for the first time in years, its words so guttural they were barely possible to understand.

"You are good breeding. Strong, for a female. You will be a good mother to our young."

Regaining control of you senses, a disgusted expression crosses over your face, and you shuffles backwards on your ass, away from the creature, closing your thighs and bringing your knees up to your chest to preserve what little modesty you can while building distance between them.

"Get the fuck away from me!"

The wolf-man laughs, watching you for a few more seconds, before turning back to the brush around the two of you, and pacing out of sight while talking at you over its shoulder.

"Such fire. You are unfortunate that I already have many females in my home, or I would bring you with me, and we could make many children, for many years. You must be happy with one."

Your whole body shudders with disgust at the prospect. You jump to your feet, rising and sprinting in the same fast motion that brings you crashing through the buildings door.

Skidding to a stop in the dusty, abandoned corridor of the cabin you just smashed into, you spins on the spot staring the entrance and waiting, naked aside from the {if Pistol=False}empty {endif}shoulder holster under your left armpit. Eventually, you manages to get your breathing under control, and slowly approaches the door, sliding it shut with one of your shaking hands, and bending the handle backwards to prevent it from being opened from the outside.

Finally safe, for the moment, you drop down to the ground, looking down at your abused pussy as it leaks the creatures seed to the ground, and almost start to cry. Instead, you closes your eyes for a moment, take a deep breath, and try to clean yourself out as much as you can with your hands. If you really are pregnant, it won't help, but at least you won't be walking around full of semen{if BanditsRape=true}again {endif}.

It takes you hours to lower your heartrate and get into a position where sleep is possible. You crawl into the sleeping bag from your survival kit, wrap the thermal blanket around that, and eventually lose consciousness.