Tell her to leave you.

"Nala?"

She glares at you.

"Leave me. I don't want you to die for my mistakes."

"Shut up" she says. The wolves draw closer. She fires and misses. The wolves start to run, fearless.

She fires again, a miss.

"One of us should live." you say. You feel her tears fall against your cheek.

"You idiot. I'll get help." she says. Nala kisses you. Then, she runs.

The wolves corner you. Snarling. You have no weapon to defend yourself with. The wolves begin snapping, their bones and skin contorting into that of human women, blonde haired and blue eyed.

"Grab him" one of the women says. The other nods, and they run with amazing speed through the woods. You're not sure exactly how to react.

They take you to their layer, an underground based held together by wood and stone. All of the wolf women have blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing old military uniforms.

"What the fuck is happening?" you say.

"We're wolves." One of the women says, wearing a well-worn green cap.

"Werewolves?" You say.

"It doesn't matter. You're going to die anyways."

"What?"

"Drink this." She says, handing you a clear liquid in a metal cup. You drink the foul liquid, and it burns your throat. Moonshine. The woman stitches up your leg after cleaning it.

"If you're going to kill me, then why are you patching up your wound?"

Another woman, wearing a leather uniform and carrying a riding crop marches in.

"You have an excellent magic potential. Perfect to breed the next generation of shewolves."

She examines you.

"Your heritage. From looking at the shape of your skull, you must have Latin, Anglo, and Aboriginal blood. A shame, but we use the tools we have."

"Like I give a shit about what you think. You're the one who's going to carry these genes."

She smacks your face with the riding crop.

"You are merely a tool for the she-wolves. Another step in our quest for world domination. With your magic potential, this next generation will be even more powerful. Then, we shall take the island by ****."

You smile.

"The Nazis lost. They, who thought themselves as ubermensch, as the ultimate fighting machine were crushed. You will only be crushed again and again, as long as you try to fight for your despicable ideology."

The commander leaves in a huff.

"You shouldn't make her angry. If you submit, then perhaps you will live."

"Fuck you. I'd rather die than live under a nazi boot. I'd rather be killed than contribute to your shitty, fanatic imperialism."

"We shall see, but you are the one without power." the she-wolf says.

You spit on the she wolf. She slaps you. You watch as her breasts jiggle. She notices you looking, and smiles. She grabs your cock over your pants, feeling as it becomes more erect.

She locks the wooden door.

"What are you doing?" you say.

"I'm going to sex you, idiot."

She unzips your pants as you struggle. Your cock is at full mast.

"But maybe you do want to contribute. Your white biology fights for it. It realizes it's manifest destiny."

She begins to strip. Slowly taking off her uniform. Her breasts are especially large, and her pussy is covered in natural blonde hair.

"Help!" you yell.

"Go ahead and scream. They'll understand if I **** you. I may even get promoted." Her eyes are predatory, eyeing you like a piece of cattle.

There's got to be some kind of way out of this.