Mr Wolf loves TikTok parties. What man wouldn't, knowing they're in the same room as so many young teenagers throwing their backs around like it's nothing? Wolf is part of an elite grooming group - but grooming is the last thing he has to do when a young fan happens across him. In fact, the group might as well be renamed to the 'cub enjoyers' - connoisseurs of the finest booties. All he needs to do is stand there precariously as as an innocent-minded 12-year-old professes his love for him. 'How do they find out about Mr Wolf', you ask? Knowing full well that he’s a wanted criminal, at that? Well, he's already all over the TV. Even though Mr Wolf gets nothing but bad press and bad rep, it is exactly these qualities which attract young boys to his embrace in the first place. This world is full of curious individuals. Nobody is truly good or bad, apart from the people making the rules (because rules fucking suck). At the end of the day, what Mr Wolf loves most of all, is seeing his cubs safe and happy.
...Only then he gets to whip out his cock and bust a fatty to the sight of young twerking booties, shitty pop music blaring in his ears. He's never cared for the latest trends, but he sure is glad they've led him here - into the era where cubs are sexualising themselves the moment they know how to masturbate. 

Many would deem this a degenerate society - which Mr Wolf will respond to this remark by saying 'so fucking what?', then proceed to toast a glass of fine champagne with the world's leaders in the name of 'cub booty'. Up yours, liberals. If Mr Wolf was a pirate, he'd only be searching for one type of booty, that's for sure. Having a cub slave is the finest treasure of all in this world chock-full of cubophiles, most of them wolves.

Sexual predator. Groomer. Pedophile. Instead of running off in the opposite direction, these words would make cubs' eyes sparkle with wonder, and their minds would explode with possibilities and fantasies of their favourite male idols, who is most assuredly 'down with the kids'.

Oh, Mr Wolf is down with the kids alright. He wants to be inside them. He wants to grope them. He wants to compliment the father of the child by saying "you've raised a fine-looking son," then segwaying into the next question: "Why haven't you fucked him yet?"
He knows that fathers are chomping at the bit to get some teen tailhole - anymore of that same old, one-beat pop music blaring out of his son's room and he's liable to storm in, snatch that phone away from his hand, tear his kid's shorts off, and go to pound town. Because nobody loves teenage boys more than daddy. In the distance, Mr Wolf would be watching, stroking the bulge in his slacks while thinking 'that's another one to add to the army'.
He is just awakening the latent cubophilic feelings in men - a fire that craves to be kindled. But when it is ablaze, it spreads far and wide, and it cannot be stopped. Even if the fire was to stop burning, the scars would remain - the deep, truthful instinct that men are meant to be cubophiles.

Wolf is simply living life just a little bit ahead from these worms - those who would dare to oppose his mission of world cubophilia. 
"So you're saying, all men lust for kids?"
"Yes." Wolf would respond, resolute in his tone. -cue chad music-

***

"Stop it with those fucking TikTok twerks!" The father shouts out as he obliterates his son's ass into the floor. The young buck squeals out, dragging his claws into the carpet as he gets stretched out by his dad's massive cock, feeling his fluffy pubes rub against his pert little butt.
"Fuck, you're so fucking tight!" Daddy buck slapped his son's ass as he fucked it, watching it wobble about with each hungry thrust inside his underage hole. He then grabbed the fat of his son's ass with his meaty paw.
"Shit, why are you kids so fucking thick nowadays?!" He drooled out, then shoved the rest of his thick cock inside his son's tiny hole, bottoming him out. The father was uncaring to his son's squeals and cries, in fact, that just made him harder. Hearing his young teenage son beg for mercy as his father's dark cock was shoved up his backside, all without his consent. God, it's so fucking good to be a father. His son is his property - so what should he do, if not use him?

The father breathed out through his nose as he continued railing his son, who was lying face down on the carpet.
"Take it. Take it. Take it, you scrawny fucker!" With every high-pitched whimper of his son, a deep, dark grunt coming from daddy buck rose from his throat. He's a kid fucker and proud. It's never felt better to stuff his cock inside his 15-year-old son that does naught but strut his stuff all day, I bet.

All the while, Mr Wolf was recording the action, so the handsome buck could relive the moment again and again, thereby ushering him further into the pits of depravity, until nothing remains of him but an insatiable lust for cubs and the need to create more sons, only to fuck them as soon as they hit puberty.

***
Fantasy of Alex and his son & “Trick or Treat, Dick and Meat!”
An unfinished Alex x Kiba story I wrote in the spirit of Halloween.

Ever since he got down and dirty with his son, Alex has done nothing but masturbate. 'Course, he can ask his little kid for a blowjob from time to time (and we already know Nate is in bed with him every morning before school, just so the pervert has easy access to his cub), but what Alex really loves doing is pumping his 10-inch knotted pedo meat to cub porn on the big TV. Ever since the wolf accepted his natural cubophilic instincts, his bedroom has become a host for his nefarious and degenerate lusts.
It fucking stinks of cum in there. His bin is overflowing with tissues and, no matter how much his son would deepthroat that warm, bator-obsessed cub porn loving cock of his father, he always comes back out of the kid's mouth, his cock covered in thick, goopy child spit, to jerk a fat one over his kid's beautiful, innocent face.
Alex's son will not stay 11 years old forever. That's alright, because at the rate at which things are going right now, he's got all the cub porn he needs to last him a lifetime.
Alex is such a big bad pedo wolf. But perhaps it is this fact which makes him so unbelievably attractive to his son. When Nate comes home from school, the first thing he does is not rush to complete his homework as soon as possible, but to rush upstairs to greet his father, only to find him napping after a long, hard gooning session to cubs. Even though Alex may masturbate several times a day on his days off, his cock is a true insatiable beast. Nate can't remember the number of times he's walked in on his father to show him something or to speak with him, only to find him laid on the bed, snoring away with a visible tent in his pants.
Excitedly, Nate rushed onto Alex's king-sized bed, crawling on his hands and knees, and immediately smelt his boxer shorts, ripe with his father's distinctive musk. Nate's nose was up against the rigid hard shaft of his father, covered by his underwear, but he could imagine the rest well enough. That's his daddy's cock in there. The dick which made him. The beast which cries out for cubs.
Alex is a slave to his desires. He doesn't bother questioning himself anymore. There's no need to educate his son on "the birds and the bees" when he can just give him a phone, unrestricted access to the Internet, and be done with it.
Kids these days. All they want is cock and cum. All the better for the millions of pedophile wolves in this world to ravage, however.
***
It’s Halloween, Alex’s favourite time of the year. Well, second favourite. As for the reason why? I think you know just as well as I do: it’s a chance to interact with cubs, more specifically, the neighbourhood cubs. If Alex manages to convert at least one cub into a cum-slurping, musk-drunk daddy-cock obsessed fleshlight, then he’d consider it a Halloween well spent. As much as he loves his son, Alex feels that his destiny is to be worshipped by a group of cubs, who will stop at nothing to make him cum or feel good, even if the wolf is busy with something else. It is every wolf’s right to have a cub to molest. And what better life is there than having multiple young and eager fleshlights only steps away from your door? He’ll never take them home again. Well, except on the days where their mother is out, and Alex can openly talk about the sexual things he did to the kid while his father in the doorframe is listening intently, adjusting his big bulge in his sweatpants, rubbing his eyes as he emerges from a long sleep (Alex prefers to visit fathers at the crack of dawn).
"Trick or treat!!!" Kiba banged his fist on the neighbour's door excitedly, eager to get more sweets to stuff in his already-overflowing bowl of candy. The cub's got a good haul this year. 
Let's not tell him, but it's because of his looks. Men can't very well deny the cute, starry-eyed cub waiting for them at their doorstep (by his lonesome, I must add), eager for candy. Kiba takes Halloween very seriously. But as for the men giving out the candy: I bet they have to suppress the urge to just force the cub inside and lock the door. The second Kiba meets eyes with a man, or a wolf, to be particular, they fall in love. Hell, some men haven't even bothered to be subtle. When they saw Kiba, this high-spirited, innocent naive little wolf, one man was so overcome with joy that he couldn't help but pull the boy into a hug!
...And, no, he didn't lift him up. Why would he, when the cub is at the perfect height for his face to be pushed against his throbbing bulge in his sweatpants? If a dude's that eager to feel a cub against him, he may as well jump at any chance he can get.
The door slowly opened for a black and grey wolf to come into view, and Kiba, for the first time tonight, felt butterflies in his stomach.
The man was around 7 foot tall, and his imposing figure, bulging muscles and scary smile looked like something out of a horror movie. 
The grey wolf gulped slowly and asked, in a hoarse voice:
"Do you have any treats, mister?"
The black wolf, who was standing in the middle of the doorframe, pushed his cock through the hole of the treat tub, causing all of the candy to fall around his extensive, girthy shaft, leaving just his precumming tip to twitch in the cold night air, inches away from young Kiba's face.
"I've got plenty of treats, young one," the wolf said, his voice surprisingly deep to Kiba. But instead of darting back in the direction from whence he came and crying for mommy, Kiba felt compelled to thrust himself forward into this strange wolf's clutches - the wolf that asks kids to take candy from a tub with his dick stuck in it, all for the excuse to feel young hands touch his dick.
“That’s a new one,” he said softly, a small smile gracing his lips. The dark-furred wolf chuckled, but it was more of a mischievous chuckle, like Kiba was already falling into this mystery man’s hands.
Kiba felt the world stop around him. Overcome with curiosity, he reached out to grab the ‘candy’ he so desired.