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Stealing the Girl
Aria snuggled closely against her boyfriend as they walked to the line at the movie theater. Today was his birthday, so she'd decided to take him out for a night on the town. They'd already been to his favorite sushi bar for dinner, and now they were on their way to see the week's blockbuster hit. "Dinner was great, Aria," her boyfriend murmured to her. He was a timber wolf, and like most of his species, very tall, broad, and robust. A dapple of white fur stood out under his muzzle as the rest of his body was covered in black fur. He nuzzled the top of his lady love's head fur. "I love you, you know that?" Aria closed her eyes, nuzzling into his arm as she took in his scent. "I know you do, Roth, and I love you, too." They stood in line, eyes for only each other, and Roth didn't know how long they were lost like that when the kid appeared. "Hey gorgeous, why not ditch the mutt and be with a real man?" That shook them out of their reverie, and Roth found his hackles rising as he looked down at the whelp, who obviously had lost his senses. He was not much taller than Aria, and had a dull gray coat that was barely covered by a wifebeater several sizes too large for the wolf pup. The shorts were the same way—how it stayed around his waist was a mystery, and to top it all off, the black boots (which looked like they rescued from the Salvation Army) were almost big enough so that the pup could fit both paws into one boot. "Excuse me, little boy?" Roth fought the urge to ball up his paws into meaty fists. "What did you say?" The pup smirked as he looked up into the taller wolf's eyes. To his credit, he didn't back down. "I said to your bitch 'Hey, gorgeous, why not ditch the mutt and be with a real man?'" He then tilted his head to look up into one of Roth's ears. "What, you deaf or somethin'?" "Listen here, you little piece of--" Aria's hand slid up Roth's arm in an effort to calm down her boyfriend. "Roth, don't. Just ignore him. He's a stupid pup." "I ain't no stupid pup, bitch, I'm old enough to fuck you, so shut your yap." Before Roth knew what he was doing, he had his hand clamped down on the younger wolf's shoulder, applying just enough pressure to stop him from spouting out more of his verbal vomit. "I suggest you shut your yap, punk." Roth growled low and deep in his throat. "I want you to get out of here, before you get yourself hurt. Come back when you've put on some weight, and you might survive one of my love taps across your skull, understand me?" The timber wolf then released his hold, and the pup staggered back. The other people in line murmured and nodded their approval of Roth's solution, obviously annoyed as well with the younger wolf. The pup glared into Roth's eyes, and when he saw the larger wolf wasn't going to look away, decided to brush a nonexistent piece of dirt off his shoulder. "I didn't want to see a movie tonight anyway," he sneered. He spun on his heel and walked away, the boots flopping loosely against his ankles. Flustered over the event, Roth took a moment to close his eyes and forced himself to breathe at a regular pace. When he felt he could speak in something other than a growl, he opened his eyes to look down at Aria, who returned his look with a worried one of her own. "Sorry about that hon," he whispered. Aria's eyes narrowed from the grin on her muzzle. "What are you apologizing for? I'm proud of how you handled that. You kept your temper, and the only thing hurt was that boy's pride." Roth rubbed the back of his neck, nodding in agreement. "Maybe it'll teach him not to try and steal other people's girlfriends," he said as they approached the ticket counter. A short transaction later, they were going into the cinema. "Let's enjoy the movie, and forget that ugly scene ever happened, OK?" Roth kissed Aria lightly on the cheek. "What ugly scene?" Laughing, they made their way into the theater, looking forward to spending time at the movies with each other. "Well, that was...interesting." Aria hesitated to say it was a complete waste of time, but there was no other way to describe it. Roth barked a laugh. "Oh come on, Aria! You were practically cringing every time the lead said his trademark line." "Well, you weren't exactly quiet when the sidekick opened his mouth." "It was bad, wasn't it?" Aria nodded a little too enthusiastically. "But we bore our burden with nerves of steel, didn't we?" Roth rubbed his muzzle against Aria's, grinning. "I couldn't have done it without you, my sidekick." That earned him a punch on the arm, causing him to yelp in surprise as he immediately rubbed the spot in mock surprise. "What was that for?" Aria rolled her eyes as they left the theater, walking across the empty parking lot to their vehicle. "'Sidekick' my butt, sweetie." She stood on her tiptoe to kiss her boyfriend's muzzle, who returned the favor by wrapping his arms around Aria, lifting her off her paws as they nuzzlekissed. "Hey, asshole." Roth's head snapped up, and he gently set Aria down as the pup walked out from the bushes, still dressed in the ill-fitting clothes and footwear. "I'm back for round 2, 'cause I didn't want to embarrass you in front of all those people earlier, but now it's just you and me, dickhead." He wrapped a paw around the other, cracking his knuckles. "You might as well just lay down like the whipped mutt you are, 'cause you don't stand a chance." "I don't beat up pups, kid. You might as well take off now." Roth started to walk past the younger wolf but was stopped when he received a painful blow to his ribs. It felt as if he were hit with something very solid, and he stumbled back a bit, before he managed to regain his footing. Kid's got a roll of quarters in his fist, or something, thought Roth as he clutched his side until the pain subsided to a dull throb. No way a pup that scrawny could hit that hard. "What's the matter, old man?" the pup sneered. "Can't take a hit from a 'whelp'?" Roth lunged at the pup, taking him by surprise. He landed a solid blow against the wolf's cheek, sending him sprawling against the asphalt. Roth quickly moved to pin the wolf with his heavier bulk, growling, "I can take a hit just fine, kid. Now you're going to leave us alone, or I'm going to beat the shit out of you. I don't care anymore how old you are. One lucky punch doesn't win the..." Roth's words died in his throat as he felt the kid's body shaking, but there was no smell of fear from the boy, just anger--anger so thick it was enough to overwhelm the older wolf's sense of smell Suddenly, Roth felt the pup's body rise from the ground—an impossible feat, since the boy wasn't moving. He was stunned to see that the reason for this was the scrawny wolf was rapidly gaining muscle. Arms ballooned with swelling biceps and triceps, and the lats started to spread and they increased in mass. Soon, the back was a relief map of muscle, and with a mighty HEAVE, the smaller wolf toppled Roth from his hold. Only now Roth was the smaller wolf, as the pup was easily a foot taller than him, and had increased in so much muscle mass the clothes still no longer fit...but this time it was because they were too small for the looming wolf giant. The shorts threatened to burst at the seams from the bulging quads, and the wifebeater stretched out until it was straining to contain the chest which jutted out with powerful pectorals. The boots fit perfectly now, but Roth only paid attention to that fact only briefly before the titan took a heavy step towards him. "You are so dead, old man." the giant rumbled. "I let you take that shot at me, but now I'm gonna stomp you into the ground and then fuck your bitch." Roth didn't hear the words the musclebound wolf was saying. He was lost in terror of the increasing height of this growing giant! Roth now came up to his thighs, which were so large they literally pushed against each other in a war of occupying space. "Who the Hell are you?" he whispered to himself. The towering wolf's ears perked at the whisper, then smirked down at the little wolf as he continued to grow. By this time he had reached behemoth proportions, as muscles stood out like thick cables--the clothes somehow having grown with the giant, but were barely able to keep up with the prodigious muscle mass. Roth now came up to the base of the titanic wolf's enormous calf muscle, and his insticts to run finally took over, the wolf's booming voice following from above. "MY NAME'S UNO, BUG. AS IN NUMERO UNO." He took one step, the boot crashing down into the flat surface of the parking lot, and the shockwave from the impact knocking Roth off his paws. He turned to see Uno raising his boot over his now comparitively small frame, and it came down on the pavement with such force the nearby cars jumped a foot in the air. Aria screamed at that point. She had been paralyzed with disbelief over what was happening, but the shock of seeing her boyfriend crushed like an ant snapped her out of it. She spun around in an effort to run, and managed to run five feet before a wall of black leather crashed in front of her, the weight of it sinking deep into the paved surface and the tremor sending her stumbling back. She landed against something both leathery and furred, and thick furry poles wrapped around her. The realization overwhelmed her brain as she was lifted high into the air. He had picked her up in his paw, which prompted another round of screaming. "SHUT UP, BITCH!" The powerful voice of the titan overwhelmed her screams of terror, and set off several car alarms. He snarled at the sudden noise, and with cold efficiency, flattened every vehicle in the parking lot until the area was quiet. "NOW THAT WE GOT THAT OUT OF THE WAY, LET'S GET RID OF THE AUDIENCE IN THAT BUILDIN', HUH?" He looked over to the theater, where the employees watched in horror behind closed doors, huddled together for reassurance. Uno took three heavy steps until he overshadowed the cinema. The huge boot reared back before swinging towards the front of the structure, smashing through the front like it was made of cardboard. He reached down to grip the roof with a huge paw, ripping it off with the barest grunt of effort. Inside the employees clustered together, eyes wide with terror at the giant looking down at them with contempt. "LOOKIE WHAT I FOUND! BUGS TO STOMP! I LOVE STOMPIN' BUGS!" The giant moved into the theater, which crumbled under his incredible strength. He howled with sadistic laughter as he crushed the employees one by one with those immense black boots. Some of them scrambled deeper into the theater, which earned them a barking laugh. "OH COME ON, BUGS," he sneered, balling up a fist the size of a sherman tank, "I KNOW YOU ALL ARE DESPERATE, SO LET ME END IT QUICK FOR YA!" The fist crashed through the rest of the roof, the debris raining down on the fleeing employees. Uno then proceeded to tear away the rest of the roof with a mere sweep of his paw, and seeing the other little furs, snuffed their lives with the crushing tread of his black boots. His eyes then caught a scurry of movement from outside the theater--one had gotten away from him. "THESE BUGS NEVER LEARN," he growled, a deep sound like thunder. The huge hand reached over to pick up a huge block of cement, and pitched it with deadly accuracy at the fleeing target. He raised his hands in a futile attempt to protect himself, but the projectile landed on him, crushing his body flat. None of them had screamed for mercy. The rational part that remained in Aria's brain wondered if it would have mattered. "THAT WAS FUN," the giant wolf grinned, "BUT I MADE A PROMISE TO YOUR DEAD BOYFRIEND, AND I PLAN ON KEEPING IT." He looked down at something, and Aria immediately followed his gaze helplessly, then screamed as she saw the monstrous cock threatening to rip out of his pants. It didn't have to, as Uno reached down, and tore off the strained shorts off his hips. The penis twitched and throbbed as it bobbed upwards. "NOW, BITCH, I'M GONNA FUCK YOU, AND FUCK YOU HARDCORE." Her struggles against the steely grip of those fingers went unnoticed as he began to rip off her clothes—the fabric ripping away from his clawtip like tissue paper and leaving deep gashes on her fragile flesh. Naked, she was placed on the tip of his penis, and felt her legs spread painfully apart as the head tried to force its way in. Her babbling protests were either ignored by the giant, or went unheard in his lust. Her please were replaced by a howl of pain as the bones of her hips began to strain to the breaking point, then snapped with an audible crack. The rest of her bones were soon to follow as Uno began to stroke himself off with his free hand, the other hand forcing Aria down further as his penis tore through her pulped body. Muscle and bone offered very little resistance as Aria's tiny frame was crushed by the titan's power. She was dead within seconds, and was spared the agony as he quickly came, shooting his load that contained the remains of her flesh into the air. When he was spent and recovered his wits, he smirked into the night air. "DAMN, MAYBE I SHOULD'VE GONE EASIER ON HER?" He then gave that question some thought before the answer came to him. "NAH." He then turned away, ripping his wifebeater off his massively broad chest before wiping his hands on it. He wondered what was playing at the theater downtown. He hoped it was a romance. It always got him in the mood. |