Freya would be grazing her grass as usual. She was out on the field along with her herd, as the shepard was busy trying to keep track of them all, an hard task with a large flock as this. Freya flicked her ears and stretched herself, taking in the warm sun on her nude body, followed with a yawn. It was the same rutine everyday. Go out, graze, DON'T wander off and have fun, repeat until it was time to go home to the pen. She gave a little bleat, before spotting a butterfly "Oooo" She coo'ed, bleating again as she began to follow it, before the sheapard noticed and pulled her back with his cane*
 
The grazing field was rather open and exposed aside from a scant shrubbery dotting the landscape, as safe a spot away from the farm as they could reasonably get since it would be impossible for anything to sneak up on the herd even for a sheapard more distracted by keeping the easily distracted sheep from wandering off and getting lost. The shadow of a passing dragon or low crouching wolf would be spotted and easily avoided well before it could pose any danger. Such would be the case for any predators that needed to approach the herd at least, but for the pair of bright hungry eyes already in one of the bushes within arms reach of the herd it was simple enough to stay hidden and quiet while waiting for the perfect oppertunity when one of the lost lambs got close enough to snatch.
 
After getting dragged back Freya gave a huff at getting pulled, before spotting the butterfly again Ooo, there it is again. *She bleated, but before following it would look back, and when she saw that the sheaperd was looking away smiled, and began to follow it. After following it for a bit she noticed she was approching a bush "Hmm... Maybe if i hid there, i could stay out a bit longer and have some fun. I know where the farm is so i can go home later." She smirked and gave a small bleat, before turning around, and carefully stuck one leg into the bush, followed with the other, before stepping into the bush giggling "He will never find me in here!"
 
The hiding watching wolfette tracked from one oblivious sheep to another from her hiding spot, tail wagging anxiously while she rubbed her quietly hungry belly in anticipation. The canine had frequently bounded upon the herd of farm sheep in the past and walked away with a fair few bruises from a sheapards cane to show for the attempt every time, to the point that now she was more concerned with snagging one for prides sake than any desperation of fleeting appetite! She'd staked out their grazing patterns and stole away into this very bush before dawn to await them knowing it'd be worth it for the chance to steal away at least one lamb oblivious enough to wander close enough to one of the innocent seeming shrubs! Her eyes brightened as she saw one begin to do just that, ready to reach out and snatch her in as soon as the sheapards back was turned, but when Freya started hiding herself away into the bush all by herself it was enough of a surprise that it took her a minute before she reached out and wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and pulled her in against her soft predatory body, holding a hand over her mouth to silence any bleats of confusion or fear. "Gotcha~! Heh, sorry sweety, this hiding spot is taken!" she taunted in a whisper.
 
Freya was putting a front "Hoof" over her mouth to stiffen her giggles, her small tail waggling Hee hee, he is looking this way and he can't see me at all! This is perfect! I can stay here for a while and-" She gave a surprised bleat as the arms wrapped around her, and where pulled into the soft, canine body. She looked up, blinked, then pouted "Oh it is? Sorry i didn't know!" She appologised sincerly "You wouldn't happen to know another one? I am trying to hide from the sheephearder.
 
The wolf girls ears perked up and her tail wagged furiously at the little lambs obliviousness - her belly nearly rumbled aloud and gave them away from sheer delight at her lucky catch. "I-it's alright~ You can share it with me until they leave... then we can uhh p-play?" she offered hoping she wasn't pushing her fortunes. She was more usually a brute force pouncing predator, manipulations and sugar coating her intentions was out of her comfort zone!
 
Freya's ears perked up hearing the word "play", and smiled brightly "Oh sure! I would love to play a game! We never get to play any. Just eat grass all day. And it gets a bit boring. But it adds a shine to my wool though" She kept smiling. Now that she was up close the wolf could get a good look. Not outright fat, but she had a very curvy figure, so there was still quite a lot of mutton on her
 
Her body trembled with delight while her paws clutched gently at the sheep, running through her soft wool while she drank in the sight of her delicious figure. Now all she had to do was restrain herself long enough for the sheapard to lead the rest of the herd on and she'd finally have her prize! It was almost unfairly easy, the only hurtle might be her own nature keeping her from taunting with her intentions. "Yeah that does sound boring... A cute little lambchop like you deserves a bit more bounce out of life~" she whispered with a glisten to drool to her lips, giving the sheeps lovehandles a prod.
 
Freya gave a small bleat at the prodding, but giggled Hee that tickles! Are we playing already? She asked, and reached up to gently brush through the wolves fur And hmm... Hungry? You seem to drool a bit. She said, not contecting the dot. The wolf would then hear a whistle as the sheephearder was gathering up his flock and leading them away to graze in the next spot, seemingly unaware he had lost one little lamb
 
The wolf smiled nervously at the question, her eyes flicking towards the herd as they started to move away, a shudder through her limbs as she only had to hold back for a little bit longer until they were gone! "A-a little... but not for much longer." She quietly pulled the lamb into her lap, running her paws over her body along the curves and squeezing at her thighs unable to help herself. "Mmm you're perfect. Get plenty of grass huh? I've been practically obsessed with you sheep for a while now, but you're the best of the whole herd arentcha ya..."
 
The sheep would give another bleat as she got herself pawed and squeezed, blushing and shivering a bit as the wolf was getting ready to indulge herself. However judging from her tail still wiggling in her lap, she was enjoying herself "Oh yeah, pleanty of grass. As i said, not allowed to do much. And hmm... Well the shepeard usually always keep an eye on me specifically. It is so unfair. it is like he dosn't want me to wander off!" She sighed, before tilting her head "Oh... You wanna be friends? I am sure the sheperd would let you. Your nice! Like the dog back at the farm!"
 
She huffed with a bit of steam to her breath as she pulled the lamb in, pushing her face against her paunch and into the blushing pudge, biting her lip as she watched the herd of sheep and sheapard become dots on the horizon. "Well, you're still not gonna be doing much from now on to be fair... Mostly jiggling~" she growled excitedly, panting and licking her lips as she stood up out of the bush carrying the lamb with her into the open. "And you're cute and sweet and all, but i try not to make a habit out of making friends with food~! But thanks for saying I'm nice heheeh~"
 
Freya would blink as she was now sheephandled so roughly, and her new friend seemed so eager all of the sudden. As she was lifted up her small legs would dangle in the air Oh, they are leaving. Maybe we should- She started before hearing what she said regarding food "Wait... food? But i can't be food. The shepard keeps me around for my wool!" *She tried to explain, now wiggling a bit uneasy *"Um... can you put me down?"
 
With a victorious little bark the wolf hopped from the bush and hugged the sheep girl into her, practically smothering her face deep into her ample bosom and giving a spin out of delight. "I did it~! I finally got a sheep! Oh I'm gonna show you off to everyone~ They'll be so jealous! All the bruises were worth it!" after the little celebration she set the sheep girl down, looming over her and allowing the lamb to notice how much larger the predatory girl was. "Well sweety, your wool IS equisit, but to me it mostly just functions like a sponge for your flavor~ You can still be proud of it though, you're gonna be delicious!" she praised while giving her a condesending pet. She could run now, but the herd was so far off, and the wolf would just chase her down rather easily....
 
The sheep would finally begin to put the dots together as the wolf hugged her and cheered over how she cought a sheep and the bruises she got. Being placed down, the sheep looked up at the much bigger wolf and gulped as she realized how big she was. "Eh heh heh heh glad y-you liked it...!" She managed to stutter, smiling though her body was trembling a bit at the patting on her head. She then gasped and pointed behind the wolf Burt! You found me!" The wolf would recongnize the name, The shepered would often say that if the wolf came round one more time, he would bring his big, strong and fast hunting dog Burt with him
 
As the wolf was in the midst of her high from triumph her guard was quite low and the tantelizing fear of having her prize stolen out from under her right at the end still clawed at her heart. The exclamation from the little lamb felt like a bucket of ice water being dunked over her and with a bark of fright she jumped and turned about, fully expecting to be pounced on and given no choice but to cower and submit to the protective and perpetually horny sheepdog that gave any predator foolish enough to actually try approaching the farm itself a memorable lesson on the importance of being able to walk straight. After she stared around at empty air for way too long the wolf realized what happened and turned just as fast to where the sheep girl had been and let out a frustrated growl at being tricked.
 
As soon as the wolf had turned around, the sheep darted off as fast as she could. if she could make it back to the herd she would be safe. At least she had to catch the sheperds attention so he would fend off the wolf "Gotta run gotta run gotta run!" She gulped and bleated, having gotten over a hill and put some good distance between the two. If it was far enough to get away she had no idea, so could only hope it was
 
The wolf huffed a bit in mild admiration, genuenly not expecting any kind of defense or effort from the little lamb, and if she'd been thinking to herself about how dumb the girl was what did that say about herself? Still it only took a moment to compose herself, crouching low and rearing up before she sprinted forth on all fours, closing the distance between them and howling out as she pounced upon the sheep and pinned her to the ground. She never had a chance of getting away, but where they close enough to the herd again to have been heard or seen? With a growl of frustration the wolf got up and held the lamb girl against her front and started running back across the field again just in case. "Friggen sheep cant just let it be easy for once this is so unfair" she muttered while panting as she sprinted towards a distant forest as if the sheapard was swiping at her heels while Freya was pressed against the rippling waves of her tummy and chest.
 
As she ran, she kept her eyes on the horizon. The heard couldn't have gotten to far away "Where are they? I need he-"* Was all she managed before she found herself for a moment floating in the air as something was grabbing hold of her, before being pinned to the ground. She wiggled in protest, before once more being scooped up and now carried off into the woods Help! She bleated, unable to wiggle herself free from the wolf's grip
 
Whether the herd had noticed the sounds or sights of the short chase or not neither of them could tell or would find out. The wolf was finally back in the safety of the uncharted woods where domesticated critters were considered lost as soon as they crossed the threshhold. She panted as she stumbled over to a tree and sat to catch her breath, letting the lamb sit in her lap again with her paws holding her by the shoulders to keep her put. "Th-that was... rude!" she huffed, her belly growling impatiently as if to punctuate the statement. "I mean I get you don't wanna be eaten obviously but that was over the line!"
 
The sheep would be sitting in the wolf's lap, looking up a bit "What else could i do? If i ran without doing it you would catch me easy!" She bleeted "Plus not as much fun either.* She admitted. Had the scenario been diffrent, she would have found this extreamly exciting.*
 
The wolf huffed and tried to get back some of that pure glee and excitement at finally having a sheep to gobble up from earlier, but she was still a little out of breath. "Well if you wanted to play chase a bit you could have just said so! Pouncing down some running snack always gets the appetite going, but being afraid of getting humped by a big stinky sheepdog is kind of a buzz killed!" she asserted, but it was hard not to grin. She leaned in and nuzzled into the nape of the lambs neck and inhaled her scent, her stomach letting out another anxious rumble. "But you're delicious and adorable so I'll forgive you~"
Freya looked a little guilty (but only a little) as the wolf scolded her for runing the moment, but as she felt that nose nuzzle into her neck and sniffed she shuddered "Um... You said i was going to "jiggle"... WHat do you mean with that? I am just gonne be stuck in your belly right? Like in stories. You could be cut open and i could come out again?" She asked, with genuine innocence
 
The canine faux cringed at the question but couldn't keep from snickering. "Gee, morbid stories they're telling you sheep~ Just getting your hopes up too, seems cruel!" she teased, licking her lips and gently pushing on the back of the lambs head to smother her into her tummy, feeling the layers of soft squishy fat against her face. "You'll spend sommmme time in my belly, while it works you down~ Wont take it too long to get you nice and settled as a new layer of pudge though! Think of my belly as the happy little real estate office that'll help get you settled onto your new home on my curves~" the tummy growled as if in agreement at the assessment vibrating against her face being pushed in against it as she was.
 
The sheep gulped as the wolf denied her one last real hope before shoving her into the belly. It was surprisingly soft. So soft and cozy she found herself nuzzling it for a few seconds before remebering what the wolf meant with the geasture. However at the latter expenation, the sheep could only blink dumbfound before tilting her head and gave a confused "Baa...?"
 
She giggled and leaned in to lick up the sheeps cheek, swooning at the flavor and smacking her lips. "You'll understand soon enough~ Might even like it! They tend to come around eventually at least..." she suggested with a smile, groping at her breasts with one hand giving them an affectionate fondle. "Wonder where you'll settle though~ Adventurous little spirit like you..." she leaned in lower and licked up from the lambs soft belly all the way up her body to the tip of her forehead leaving a long wet smear and growling out in approval. "Well sweety? Ready to be wolf food~?"
 
Freya would gave a soft, half excited moan at the groping, her cheeks flushing red. But she was not entierly gone, watching the wolf lick and smacking her lips with a bit of worry. As she got herself licked, she gave a long, reloctant bleat. Upon the question, she looked up, swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and gave her awnser "No!"
 
The wolf could only giggle at the answer and without another word opened her mouth wide and lurched down, engulfing the sheep in her hot maw. Doggy breath filled the humid organic entrance to the canines digestive system while her tongue lapped at her fatty front while she was easily gulped away. The wet heat of wolf insides spread down over her body quickly and orientation switched as the predator tipped her head back to swallow her down, pausing only when her flank filled her mouth to gently chew over it and groaned at the juicy flavor before slurping it down along with the rest, making short work of the mutton and sealing the snack girl entirely in greedy ravenous wolf guts.
 
Freya was about to give a yell to try and make her stop, but before she could get going, her head was engulfed in the wolves maw. She was assulted with the tongue, taking in her rich flavor as she tried to use her arms and legs to push herself free. But the sheer gluttoness of the wolf quickly pinned her, first her arms and breasts, then her hips. Her legs kicked in the air, hoping to get a good hit on the wolf, as her head began to bulge the wolf's gut out "Help! Let me out! It smells of dog's breath in here!" She cried, before she felt her legs, then hooves slide across the wolfs tongue, and soon enough curled up inside. She gave a muffled bleat and began to wiggle about, making the belly bounce and jiggle
 
The sheep spilled down into her belly nearly all at once and was forced to curl up in the cramped organic space. The stomach rumbled and churned in delight at finally having sweet lamb meat in its grasp, squeezing down around the girl while the tight walls undulated against her. Outside the wolf was in euphoria, moaning out with her mouth open wide as if showing off to the forest that there was nothing left of the sheep to prove she ever even existed, and her paws rested over her bulging belly in mindlessly bliss. Digestive juices soaked into Freyas wool and the heavy fumes of gastric intent swirled around before rushing up the way she came in to be released in a loud wet belch of victory that sealed her status as nothing but food.
 
Freya would gag at the foul smell, and despite her best efforts, was barely able to move from the tight walls. She felt the wolf's paws rest on top of her, making her try to bump them with her head "H-Hey! Listen to me! Let me out!!"
 
After a few minutes of churning and manhandling the sheep into a comfortable enough position the gut settled around its meal, rumbling and gurgling contently while squeezing around her in an attempt at affectionate gratitude for being such a delightful meal. Eventually the wolf came out of her predgasmic stupor and looked down at her belly, grinning and rubbing over it happily and letting out another small burp. "Ohhhh lambchop, you were delicious~ The best thing I've ever eaten! Ever! Mmm you were so worth the bruises, heh."
 
The sheep felt how the belly fluids were soaking into her wool. She would try and kick, punch, headbutt, what ever she could to get herself free "I don't wanna be eaten! It is snug, warm, tingly! I don't wanna be tingly!" She bleated in protest, though her struggles would gradually slow down
 
The wolf growled happily, rubbing over her belly and shamelessly letting every eruption of digestive gasses escape in a happy belch every few minutes while her stomach worked over its meal. "Settle down sweety, just relax and digest~ My belly knows what it's doing, might just be a little excited cuz I've never had sheep before! Mmmm hurry up about it though, I wanna show you off~" she tiredly teased, her stomach squeezing tighter and tighter around the girl while she got soaked in the softening fluids and slimes, the air getting hotter and more pungent until she was being compressed down so tight she couldn't even twitch.
 
Freya tried to stay awake, feeling how she was eventually submerged in the stomachs fluids. Her struggels turned into wiggles, and then her wiggles to an occasional poke and prod, before Freya felt so sleepy... Very... very... sleepy. She decided that she could just take a quick nap to gain her strenght back, then she would get out of the wolf
 
The temptation to slip away from conciousness and succumb to the belly came with a serenade of digestive gurgles and churns until something slipped away at the bottom of where she was curled up and she dropped down in what almost felt like a splash. In the dreary haze the sheep would be roused awake by the pressure of the ground against her form and the weight of wolf girl above her, with the surrounding cushion of what might have felt like marshmellows pressing in on her from every direction.
 
Freya blinked herself awake. That's odd... She could see... to a degree. It was less she could "see" and more aware of her pressence around her. "Wh-what happened? Where am i?" She tried to move her arms and legs but... something felt off... It was as if she had been pushed from the gut into a new, snug space. Except this one felt so softly padded and warm. With a great deal of pressure from on top of her. "What did you do?" She asked the wolf
 
The wolf smiled down at her sloshy belly, giving it a shake and giggling before she got up. Peeking back over her shoulder she looked down at her rump, noticably more plump than it had been before, and jiggling seemingly on its own with the lambs attempts to move. "Heheh you complained about my 'dog breath' but ended up back there~? Naughty little thing, arentcha?" she teased, reached down and giving her cheeks a squeeze, the stimulation sending sparks of sensation across the former lambs awareness.
 
She gave a surprised, but pleased bleat at the odd surge. She tried to wrap her head around what was going on. "What did you do? Where am i? She repeated, wiggling again, making the wolf's rump jiggle in her paws "And why is this place so soft? Like really soft. Like marshmellows.
 
The wolf snickered and leaned forward a bit, perking out her rump and flagging her tail, giving her hips a shake causing ripples of motion to static across the pudgey surface. "I digested you~ And now you're on my rump~ Which is why it's so soft." she stated playfully, wagging her tail practically displaying her newly padded butt to the world. "Mmm honestly I figured you'd at least stay on my belly, but I guess I underestimated you~"
 
The sheep gave another surprised bleat as the wolf swayed and shook "Whooa!" She would eventually settle "Wait... i am your BUTT?! She said in disbelif, and then gulped "Um... Y-Your not looking for a m-mate are you...?" She said in a worried tone, now concenred that she might attract other wolves for a new reason
 
The canine giggled and stood up fully against, stretching a bit while her belly still rumbled in the leftovers of sheep marinated juices. "Oh don't be all shy and nervous sounding about it. You ended up on my rump cuz it's where you wanted to be~ Cant go complaining about what that'll entail now can ya?" she admonished with a smile, starting to lope back off deeper into the woods. "And I said I was gonna show you off~ Having caught a farm sheep will make every jealous! And if some impressed stud decides he wants to hop on up while I'm flaunting ya I wont be so rude as to turn him down~"
 
*Freya would bounce and jiggle as the wolf gleefully loped deeper into the woods, feeling her world rocking from side to side. All she could do now is give a small bleat * "I wanna go back to graze grass now please..." She sighed
 
The wolf hummed as she walzted along, cupping at her breasts a bit feeling nostalgic in the aftermath of such a recent and delightful meal, quite enjoying the time when the prey was still new and aware and open to conversation. After a week or two she was likely to drift off into the thoughtless blissful semi awareness of only having a few senses left and every bit of external stimulation being amplified as a consiquence, but then again sheep were quite a step above the skittish forest vermin she was used to so it might require a different standard, but either way she was going to enjoy it while she could! "As if~ you said yourself, it was boring. The same thing, day in and day out, just eating and getting fat making predators drool but never getting to have any fun. But now you're an extra pound of jiggle on my rump~ Not gonna want for a dull moment back there, I'll tell you that~" she asserted with a patpat of her paw across her cheek, no matter where the rump was touched Freya would feel it across herself in direct contact.
 
She shivered again at the light touch "Well, this is gonna be boring to... most of the time... She cleared her throat "Just sit her, jiggle up and down. getting touched.* She would blush if she could. It felt exhilaraiting when she was touched. Kinda like being smothered in soft blankets. Just so warm, soft, pleasent and... She would shake her head if she could, instead she made the wolves butt sway a bit extra in her step* "Are there others in here with me?"
 
She grinned feeling a bit of heat on her cheeks, anyone around looking at the wolf would be able to recognize the recent addition to her figure at least in this forest, the blush lines were practically visible on that self jiggling rump. She stopped for a moment and reached back to give a playful spank to her rear, making it jiggle about for seconds on end and causing a fireworks show of sensation across the former lambs conciousness. "Down there~? Not really. If there are they were so long ago I don't remember... I mostly just get mice and bunnies out here in the woods, and they're all little perverts who like ending up on my boobs or at least play it safe staying on my tummy~ They're not very talkative anymore though." she gave her bosom another fondle and rubbed at her belly whistfully, kneading knuckle deep into the pudge. "They grow up knowing they'll probably just get eaten one day after all. You farm snacks get a false sense of security, thinking you're safe and shouldn't be eaten... makes me curious about how long you're gonna stay chatty~"
 
Freya gave a gasp at the spank, one that was strangly lewd, feeling the world jiggle once more.* "Ah... i... see..."She said faintly. She could understand why they wouldn't be chatty. That jolt was almost overwhealming. As if she was getting lost in bliss. But she was determined to try and stay aware "Ummph... I- i can see how they can like it... It is...something... She managed to bleat. now trying to see if she could "push outward", not just move and wiggle, but move in a direction
 
She snickered at the sheeps efforts to retain independant thought, paying her efforts no mind while she searched out some other forest denzien to flaunt her newest addition to. The wolfs rear seemed to swell a bit as she tried to push out, perking without quite stretching more as if the mounds were bollooning out a bit in an even symetrical plump. Once she relaxed the efforts it'd snap back into usual post-sheep shape and jiggle a bit with the same kind of feeling the smack brought, not quite as intense but self gained! Eventually the predatoress heard a wolf whistle and turned, meeting the gaze of a male leaning against the tree and shamelessly oggling her as she passed, making the female smile and pose coyly with her rear turned in display.
 
Freya would be interested in that her experiment yeilded something. As she managed to "stretch" her home outwards, she was surprised how mallable it was. Not super mallable but non the less enough to be worked on. She was so focused on this that she would press outwards again. Just in time for when the wolf presented her rear for display, right for the male wolf "Huh... cool!" She bleated pleased
 
The canines growled at eachother with the males gaze locked on her rump in lust and admiration, the wolf happily boasting about how she'd snagged herself a sheep and that the sheltered little morsel had added to her curves. She bent forward slightly and flagged her tail, practically presenting with her hands on her knees while swaying her hips mostly just intending to strut her latest meal. But of course what male could resist such a sight, his rougher paws groping and squeezing over the mounds providing quite a different tint to the same stimulation when soemone else was making the contact, but it was a short lead up to the female being forced down onto her hands and knees from the weight of the male mounting her.
 
Freya suddenly felt someone suddenly grabbing hold of her, forcing her back into her normal position. Before she could react there where paws groping and squeezing her all over. The feeling was wonderful. As it stopped she tried to regain her senses when she felt herself getting pushed down, and now that somebody was proceeding to mount her. Not that she was caring now. She was enjoying herself far to much
 
The female growled in delight as the stud straddled her in the expected style for canines, reaching around and grabbing at her breasts while he pressed his hips against her flank. The masculine tint of the pressure pushing in on the rear somehow came across as she was pressed down by the weight of aiming thrusts, a mutual howling moan echoing out as he found his mark. Without giving time to adjust the rythmic smacking of his hips humping into hers causing the rump to jiggle and cushion with every thrust exploded across the former sheeps existence, the mere feeling of it alone almost communicating every other sense from the coupling, the scent and sound of wolf sex rippling across the surface of her butt with every thrusting spank.
 
Freya's mind was almost blown at the sensation. She thought it was good before. It was nothing compared to this. the pressing, the rythem, the scent, everything just wrapped around her, assulting every sense she had. She would cry out along with the female wolf. It was like reaching a climax, except it didn't stop, it kept going. Any fear or worries she had about becoming a part of the wolf was gone, and in it's place she was whole absorbed in bliss
 
The two kept up their rut for what felt like an eternity to the sheeps limited scope of awareness, growling and howling and thrusting and slapping. Finally the male buried himself in with the final wet slap of his hips pressing in against her cheeks, rumbling in orgasm and keeping the pressure held down against the former sheep practically enveloping her in the release of wild predator lust. The two lay collapsed with him atop her in the afterglow, panting hotly while he fondled her breasts and dry grinded his hips against her own, their pillow talk consisting mostly of asking for tips on how he might snatch a prize from the farm for himself, before almost too soon he slipped away and rustled off back into the woods leaving her in a sticky heap with her cheek against the ground and rump still perched high in the air, tail flagged dripping and puffy red from abuse.
 
Freya would pant heavily once the experience would slowly die down, kind of "curling up" to rest as the two wolves talked to one and another before the male left. She would remain quiet for a bit before finally saying. "Okay... this wasn't so bad..."* She followed up with a dreamy bleat.* "I thought it would be worse..."
 
The wolf giggled and reached back up and gave her rump a smack, moaning out at the tender sensitivity of the cheeks which was even moreso for the butt herself. "Hehe I'm sooo sure. Mmm maybe we should take a visit to the farm again one of these days, let you tell the other sheep how much fun being wolf pudge is. Maybe even put a good word in for me with Burt~" she snickered, groaning as she slowly rose back up, still panting and pulsing. "He's not exactly gentle... or hygenic. But if you had fun with that stud just now, that big sheepdog would lay you out heh~"