Hellhound monsterfucker

you have no idea the sub is a therian. when she starts chasing you, her vocals are so good that you start to legitimately worry they're using theriform dogs to hunt you

Then, the hunt begins. Your human partner runs one way, the hellhound mate goes the other way. Hellhound is faster due to having four feet, so the human is getting chased first of course.

Pouncing on him, shredding his clothes off and disregarding any self restraint. Growling, cackling with utter glee at having prey to hunt. But this prey isn't for eating... no no, a massive cock forms between your legs as you settle over him, and ram into that sopping hole. Your hands hold his hips up just high enough that you're not dragging the wet mess through the forest floor.

Time blurs, getting lost in sensation until you know he won't be moving for at least a few minutes. Then it's time to find the other one... the hellhound.

Leaping into the trees, changing form completely, gaining wings and changing hind feet to grab onto branches better, your four eyes scanning everything, reflecting every ounce of light to find your next victim. Finally, you spot those glowing green eyes, panicked and running about, trying its best to hide... aw, isn't that cute?

Gracefully jumping down, you land with hardly a sound made. Your form grows, dwarfing the already massive hellhound as you move past the old growth trees carefully. Surely he knows you're here now, yes? But no... he looks up, still running with that lie you gave him in the beginning...

In the car, you told him, "keep your eyes to the trees," a deliberate misdirection you thought he'd be smart enough to ignore. But now you see him shaking, scared, and adorable...

You close most of the distance, stopping just behind one last bundle of trees, and grumble from deep in your throat, "Run... I want to see you run..."

It's so satisfying watching it break into a panicked sprint, only for you to appear right over it again. Your jaws clamp down on its scruff, shoving it to the ground and halting its movement. You take your time getting lined up, letting it writhe beneath you before you simply start grinding until it melts.

No, you wouldn't die.

You're going to get fucked by a myriad of forms, filled, probably rammed into the dirt a few times, and absolutely exhausted, but you won't die.

Then, the hunt begins. Your human partner runs one way, the hellhound mate goes the other way. Hellhound is faster due to having four feet, so the human is getting chased first of course.

Pouncing on him, shredding his clothes off and disregarding any self restraint. Growling, cackling with utter glee at having prey to hunt. But this prey isn't for eating... no no, a massive cock forms between your legs as you settle over him, and ram into that sopping hole. Your hands hold his hips up just high enough that you're not dragging the wet mess through the forest floor.

Time blurs, getting lost in sensation until you know he won't be moving for at least a few minutes. Then it's time to find the other one... the hellhound.

Leaping into the trees, changing form completely, gaining wings and changing hind feet to grab onto branches better, your four eyes scanning everything, reflecting every ounce of light to find your next victim. Finally, you spot those glowing green eyes, panicked and running about, trying its best to hide... aw, isn't that cute?

Gracefully jumping down, you land with hardly a sound made. Your form grows, dwarfing the already massive hellhound as you move past the old growth trees carefully. Surely he knows you're here now, yes? But no... he looks up, still running with that lie you gave him in the beginning...

In the car, you told him, "keep your eyes to the trees," a deliberate misdirection you thought he'd be smart enough to ignore. But now you see him shaking, scared, and adorable...

You close most of the distance, stopping just behind one last bundle of trees, and grumble from deep in your throat, "Run... I want to see you run..."

It's so satisfying watching it break into a panicked sprint, only for you to appear right over it again. Your jaws clamp down on its scruff, shoving it to the ground and halting its movement. You take your time getting lined up, letting it writhe beneath you before you simply start grinding until it melts.