"In the news today: extreme weather continues. The weather forecast indicates that the current weather will persist for at least two more weeks. The rescue servies remain completely overwhelmed, leaving thousands still trapped. In the Lakeridge area only road number 914 remains open and only up until Northridge. If you're in Cedar Woods or Rockford, rescue is expected to reach you within the week. However, if the weather persists everything north of Salmon Creek will remain completely unreachable for the duration. I'm afraid you're on your own."

David turned the radio off. The wolf looked in the mostly empty cupboard and his ears drooped and his shoulders fell. He let out a sigh and took out a tube of fizzy vitamin C supplements, orange flavour. He dropped two pills into a glass of water. He had another bottle of pills on the kitchen counter. He took a dozen pills from the other bottle and dropped them into a mortar. While he waited for the vitamin-C to fizz, he started to grind. Soon it was all just fine white powder. Carefully he scooped the powder into the glass of the orange flavoured vitamin water and gave it a good mix.

He took the glass and went to the cabin's living room. On the couch was sitting a young girl cub reading a book. He walked to her. "Hey honey, how are you feeling?"

The little cub looked up, a little sad. "I'm hungry, daddy."

He put his hand on her head and ruffled her hair a bit. "I know honey. I found some juice, here, drink this. It'll make you feel better." He forced himself to smile and handed the glass to her.

The girls eyes lit up when she took the glass. She took a little sip and paused for a moment. "It tastes funny, dad."

"It's made out of drink powder, just drink up."

It was better than nothing anyway, so she gulped it down. She regarded the emply glass for a moment and hopefully asked, "do we have any more, daddy?"

He shook his head. "I'm sorry honey."

He sat there for a while, watching her.

"Honey..." he started carefully. "Would you like for daddy to make you feel good?"

She lit up again, "sure daddy!"

He swallowed. "Ok... I need you to take off your clothes first. Ok?"

Puzzled, she tilted her head a bit. "Um... Ok!" She pulled her shirt off and then dropped her pants and panties. "Now what, daddy?"

He looked at her lithe naked frame. He saw little pink nipples hiding in her short fur, but otherwise nary a sign of breasts. Her fur and age likewise mostly hid her nethers. He looked at her and he could scarcely believe what he was about to do.

He laid down on the couch on his back. "Ok, now come here." He beckoned.

She came to him and he scooped her up onto his lap, lying on top of him on the couch.

He hugged her. "Now, this may feel weird at first, but trust me."

She nodded in response. 

He carefully started to stroke the fur on her belly. Then on her chest. He could feel her little nipples underneath his palm. He used broad strokes to gently stroke her entire chest.

She mumbled a quiet mmmm as she relaxed on top of him.

Encouraged he moved his right hand downward. Carefully and gently he stroked down on her belly, then her mound... He slipped his hand over her pussy.

"Ah!" she recoiled a bit instinctively.

"Shhhh. It's all right." He whispered in her ear reassuringly. He gently continued to rub his hand over her nethers and chest. Gently, pressing down with his whole paw.

For a while he gently massaged her sensitive areas, preparing them. He could feel her nipples perk up. He could feel her pussy lips underneath his paw. He couldn't help himself...

"Ah! Daddy? What are you poking me with?"

His face burned red with embarrassment. "Sorry. Don't mind that. Otherwise does it feel good?"

She mmmmd. "It's... odd. But yes."

He felt she was ready for the next step. He continued to rub her chest, but stopped with his other hand. He pulled his hand up to his mouth and gave his fingers a great big lick to wet them. He felt a faint taste of her arousal on his fingers. He tried not to think about it. He already couldn't believe he was doing this.

With his fingers slicked he started to rub them around and between her clit and lips. Careful not to push them inside so he wouldn't hurt her.

Her tummy jerked with surprise at the touch, unaccustomed to it. "Ah! AH! Daddy?!"

He patted her chest. "Shhh. Trust me, try to relax. It'll feel great soon." He held a little pause and then carefully continued. "There... How does that feel?"

She shivered. "I don't know... Ah!" Every time his fingers passed around her clit a feeling shot up through her loins. A strange feeling. Soon though she was starting to get used to feeling it. It didn't feel so bad. In fact, it felt... kind of good. "I don't..."

"Would you like me to stop?"

A strange feeling grew in her loins. "Maybe... uh... no." A feeling of increasing pressure and each stroke eased it. "No, go on."

He continued, and then he felt her body grow tense. He knew and he started to stroke her faster. 

Then her entire body convulsed, shivered. "AH! AAAAAAAAAAH!" She screamed! Her loins had never felt like they felt now. She felt like the her entire insides spasmed. But it felt good! Incredibly good! "Ah... aaa..h"

He stopped stroking her and just pressed his hand against her sensitive spots.

She gasped, out of breath. Eventually she settled down. The pleasure washed off and was replaced by incredible feeling of satisfaction and peace.

He waited. "Did it feel good, honey?"

"Wow." for a while she was at loss of words. "That was amazing!" Then she turned around onto her stomach to look at him. "Why haven't you done this to me before, daddy?"

He broke down in tears.

"Oh, don't cry daddy. It's ok! We can do this many more times from now on! And I'll do it to you too, daddy!"

He smiled through his tears. "Yes, honey. We'll do this every day from now on." He kissed her on her forehead.

She lay down on top of him for a bit. "Daddy? I'm feeling a bit tired."

"That's normal. You'll often be tired after that. You can just go to sleep there, if you'd like."

She smiled and pressed her head onto his chest. "Thanks, daddy! You're the best. I love you." Almost the moment she closed her eyes, she fell asleep thanks to the sleeping pills that had been in the juice.

He covered his eyes with his paws and just waited. 

After ten minutes he was certain she was fast asleep. Carefully he got up, cradling her in his lap. He lifted her to the kitchen and softly laid her down on the kitchen table.

He went to a drawer and got out a plastic bag and a zip tie.

He walked back to the table. With tears again in his eyes, he kissed her on the forehead again. "I'm sorry honey. So sorry."

He slipped the bag over her head. Carefully he puffed out the air, and then pulled the zip cord around her neck to close the bag. Snugly, but not constricting.

He sat down on the chair. And numbly looked forward. The plastic crinkled as it puffed in and out in rhythm with her chest raising and lowering as she breathed inside the bag.

After a few moments his entire demeanour crashed as he buried his face into his arms on the table. Sobbing quietly as his tears wet his fur.

He sat there, crying, for a long time. After awhile the crinkling of the plastic got faster. Then it stopped altogether. His sobbing was only noise in the room. It was done.

After he couldn't cry any more he rose up. He looked at the body lying on the table. He had to remind himself that it wasn't his daughter. He had taken care of his daughter and she was in a better place. He hadn't eaten anything for two weeks, he'd given it all to her. But now there was nothing left for either of them. Except for the forty pounds of meat that was laying on the table, waiting to be butchered...