Chapter 1: The Hellhound

“Hello, ya pathetic buffoons!” thundered the Hellhound woman as she strode toward Jake and his pals.

The six or so men froze as they watched the extra-species woman approach them. It had become a common sight in the last few years, but this was almost always a sign for trouble. There were various reasons explaining it, but one of the most common was their size. Somehow, a lot of people assumed that extra-species – or monster girls/boys, as they were more commonly referred, would always be roughly the same height as humans, barring some obvious difference – nobody expected an ogre, a troll or a giant to be average sized compared to Mankind.

However, it turned out that the old legends who talked about them were dead wrong about the height of everyone – or they had only ever met children. On average, pixies and the like were already as tall as the average man – and all the others were a lot larger. Case in point, this Hellhound. While her kind was referred to as a ghastly huge dog in ancient folk tales, it did poorly to convey how massive she was. She easily was clearing the three meters mark and it meant a lot of trouble coming the way of Jake and his friends – several of whom bolted, proving themselves smarter than him.

“Ya not running? That’s good, I don’t waste my time with weaklings! Especially not when I’m like this!”

The Hellhound girl had stopped far too close for comfort by now, towering over Jake and his friend. Who tried to run away, but with a growl, the monster girl kicked him in the butt, sending him flying and he hit a wall, collapsing on the ground. Jake hadn’t much time to even worry about his situation, as he felt an enormous hand grip his right shoulder, its claws biting in her flesh already, making him wince. He looked up and up, but the face of the Hellhound was hidden by her breasts from his vantage point – which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

She wasn’t ugly – almost non extra-species person was. But she was terrifying. Her whole body was covered in jet black fur, from head to toes, with some spots where it grew longer, like her forearms and forelegs, and especially her anklet and wrist. She sported a long black mane and two very long canine ears were sprouting out of it. Perhaps even more impressive was the red glow which coursed around her body, but was known to flare especially from her eyes, which had probably given her species her name, since it looked like she was straight out of Hell.

“Well? Will ya just stand there like a buffoon or will ya do something? I want some challenge, otherwise I’ll just have ta break ya and search for a better mate!” she growled, pushing Jake around.

“Wait? A mate! But I don’t want to mate!” blurted Jake, who started to struggle to try and get free – and he managed to do so, forcing her fingers to release him!

“That’s good. I don’t want ya ta be easy to submit” she chuckled, taking a step back and revealing her large fangs as she grinned at him.

Jake shuddered but he held his ground. For a human, he was tall, almost 2 meters really. And muscular. Not the cringe guy leering at girls from the corner of the gym as he pumped iron kind of muscular. He didn’t sport bulging arms and the like. But he was solid and more importantly, he could have a temper. And even if her claws had made him bleed a little, the young man didn’t feel too frightened. Sure, the Hellhound girl was enormous compared to him, but it didn’t mean shit. His own temper was starting to flare, and he couldn’t help but think about how awesome it’d be to be able to brag about forcing his will on a gal like her.

“Then I hope you’re ready to put up a fight, pup” he replied derisively, taking a stance. “You won’t get a piece of me so easily. When we're finished, you’ll be quite tamed and willing to behave like a good girl, instead of a horny dog!”

“Ah! I like yar spirit, boy” she chuckled, as she also seemed ready to pounce on him. “We’ll see if ya manage to keep them up like that long enough to be of some satisfaction!”

She jumped on him, but Jake managed to dodge it. It was quite predictable. Hellhounds had a reputation for being both forceful and direct in their approach. IF they wanted to mate, they wanted to find someone they could dominate – and apparently, that’s why they were so commonly expelled from wherever they lived usually, because the natives couldn’t deal with their rapist tendencies. Of course, it meant that they were unleashed among a population which could less defend itself, but it seemed to make them rather bored and less dangerous – only freshly kicked out Hellhounds behaved like this girl.

“It’s my line! You may be bigger than me, but you’re just one bad puppy, who needs to learn how to behave!” Jake spat – it wasn’t his first time in a brawl with extra-species people.

The Hellhound growled and charged again. In another circumstance, Jake would have taken the time to admire her curves, which were plentiful, and even the luster of her fur, the way it didn’t hide her feminine features at all. But as it was now, he couldn’t afford to do it. He again dodged out of her way but this time he caught one of her legs and used it to make her stumble. As she fell on the ground roughly, it was his time to pounce on her. He used his experience to pin her down, a feat which proved harder to accomplish than he had anticipated – while she was relatively lithe, she was really strong.

“Ya won’t keep me like that for long, ya better be ready for your rape!” she growled menacingly.

She was right of course. If she struggled like that, Jake realized he wouldn’t be able to keep the upper hand. All he could do however was to continue. Now he had no hope to run away safely. Plus, she was kind of cute, and she way she struggled made obvious that she enjoyed this little struggle. Hellhounds were known to be like that, they loved to dominate so much that they relished strong prey when they wanted to mate. And while Jake knew he couldn’t hold her much longer, this thought excited him a little – perhaps he could be the first one to tame such a monster-girl?

With a growl, he pushed his knee on her nether region, and she moaned. It made him all the more excited. He was a strong and very tall man, used to get all the ladies he wanted. He had always been on top, and he suddenly felt that even this three meters tall Hellhound was his to conquer. He smiled as she started to struggle less and less, giving him the time needed to keep her pinned. Clearly, she was in heat and what he was doing was working. He chuckled and kept touching her pussy through her dense fur and the little tong she wore. The way she gasped was a great sound.

“Now who’s getting ready to be raped” he huffed – it was great he was dealing with a Hellhound, otherwise he’d never have been allowed to even say that! “You talked big but now, you’re just unable to do anything!”

She didn’t answer and instead started to pant. She relaxed and it became clear to Jake that he had won. He decided that he needed to press his advantage. She was really cute, in the end, as he gazed at her face. She wasn’t looking at him now, probably embarrassed to have lost to the first human she tried to fight with today. Jake realized he was truly hard as rock and he started to struggle to keep her pinned while removing his huge dick from its confine. She sniffed and gasped when she smelt his body odor down there and he grinned.

Her fur was irritating however. Not that it wasn’t surprisingly soft, far from the coarse feeling he had expected to endure when he had seen her. It was lush however, far too much for his taste, and it didn’t feel too great on his penis. Thankfully, he felt something hot and wet – and getting wetter by the second, near his knee. He chuckled and removed her tong, which came out surprisingly easily. The mini-giantess Hellhound was getting hornier by the second, and Jake couldn’t blow his chance – there was no telling how she’d react when she’d have recovered.

“And now, I mark you as mine!” he growled, as he penetrated her – and it was easy, since she had probably mated a lot in her country, or plane, or wherever she came from. “And you’d better remember it the next time you try to assault people, you damn Hellhound!”

She didn’t seem to mind it at all, in fact she started to shake her hips according to his rhythm. Had Jake had more than a passing knowledge of Hellhounds, he would have known that it was cause for a lot of concerns, but as it was, he felt confident that he could win the day. In fact, he felt as if she was already submissive to him. It would be a matter of great pride and a lot of impressive retellings to his friends and other potential conquests – it was always great to be able to brag about an extra-species person you had fucked, considered their size, after all.

As it was, Jake felt confident enough to relax and start fondling her everywhere. He noticed quickly that why she had two very large breasts, they weren’t the only ones she sported. She had at least three other sets of nipples and they seemed to be even more sensible than the rest of her body. She cried out and moaned louder when he touched and twisted them, and he grinned. It was surprisingly easy to submit her, in the end. Jake started to moan himself as he pounded her huge ass. She was tall but not so tall, in the end, just the right size to make it a feat of strength.

“Nooo” she whined when he twisted on of her smaller nipples while starting to nibble her left tit, which was almost as big as his head. “Don’t do that, you dumb human!”

If he had truly paid attention to the way she was talking, Jake could have noticed that something was truly up, but sadly he was now too caught up in his own pleasure. He was fucking the tallest woman he had ever met, and she was really great at it. He had never felt so great. Which meant that in spite of his efforts, he couldn’t keep it inside and came inside her with a roar. His whole body tensed and he enjoyed the feeling of his seed filling her up. Then he collapsed on her, satisfied with what he had done, and confident that he had proven that she wasn’t in charge.

“And what do you think you’re doing, lying on me like that?” asked the sarcastic voice of the Hellhound, startling him. “Don’t tell me you’re already spent! We are barely starting!”

Jake tried to get up, but powerful hands grasped his wrist, forcing him to remain close to the Hellhound, who shook her hips and in a flash, he was the one on his back on the hard ground, the large form of the monster-girl  above him. It was clear that she had been planning it from the start. Now Jake felt suddenly extremely vulnerable. She turned out to be a lot heavier than he had expected. Being on top like that, without moving, he could already feel his hips straining under her weight. And she hadn’t even started moving yet!

It became clear to Jake that it had all been a trap – perhaps it was even a kink of the Hellhound girl. She assaulted a group of men, let one or more try to fight her off, pretended to submit and then turned the table on them when they least expected it. It was both infuriating and frightening. Jake had been certain he was able to deal with her – in spite of her size, she was a woman, in a sense. But in the end, she was far stronger than he had realized, and all her actions until now had been a charade, a ruse to make him behave like a moron. And he had taken the bait.

He felt trapped like a rat. The Hellhound girl was smiling and moaning as she started humping and he had to grit his teeth to not grunt painfully. It was obvious she didn’t care one bit about the effect her actions would have on his body, and he was actually hoping that a bruised pelvis would be the worst of it, which was far from a certainty, considering the way she increased her pace. He wouldn’t give her the pleasure of begging her to stop or even slow down however. He had his pride and it wouldn’t be a three meters tall half-dog gal who would force him to surrender it!

“It’s not funny if you stay silent” she moaned, as she pushed harder on his wrist, making Jake wince. “Where’s the fun if you don’t struggle and threaten me even a little? You could beg, if you prefer, but honestly wait a little more to do that please!”

That bitch was mocking him! She was grinning, all her teeth, one could have said fangs, were visible and it was obvious she was loving every second of it. Jake felt his blood boil and in a surge of anger, he managed to lift his arms from the ground. He smirked when he saw the suddenly surprised expression on her face, but sadly it didn’t last. She pushed back and he felt that his joints were reaching breaking point. With a growl, he let his arms fall back on the ground – but he tried to move from underneath her, to hurt her, even a little.

She didn’t seem to mind, and it made him even more furious. It was something she wanted, and yet he couldn’t help himself. He would have loved nothing more than to pin her back once more and make her arrogant smirk disappear, but he was as unable to that as to fly away. All he could do was endure in silenced as the bitch rode him hard – harder than he had ever banged anyone, and some of his one-night stands liked it rough! He groaned and almost hissed when she laughed at him. If only he could bitch-slap her!

It only served to excite her more. She started to drool and almost yapp as she forced herself on him. Jake felt disgusted a little, but there was nothing he could do. She was too strong, and he decided that the best way to deprive her of her pleasure was actually to focus on the good parts of her body. She couldn’t prevent the fact that her tits were really big, for starters. And the way they moved up and down as she pumped herself on him, it was easy to forget about the bad bits. He became harder inside of her and it even felt good.

She didn’t seem to mind, since she moaned even louder and more often, and Jake smirked. Even her fur couldn’t hide the way her tits giggled and he suddenly wanted to put his head between them, just to feel their weight correctly. Or to cup them – not that he could, each was far bigger than his hands could handle after all. When the Hellhound girl started to growl like a beast however, it made his whole efforts a lot harder and he looked up at her face, only to feel his heart miss a beat. Her face was changing in a frightening way.

Her eyes turned full red and glowing like… like hellfire, realized Jake. And her features were sharpening. Her jaws became more defined, her fangs seemed to grow. She didn’t became more bestial per se, but she definitively looked more dangerous, deadlier and while she released his wrists to pass her hands into her hair, which was definitively growing longer and denser by the second, he noticed that her nails, already sharp to begin with, were turning into full-blown razor-sharp claws. He remembered legends about Hellhounds’ conquests finishing shredded and it suddenly seemed true.

She became a lot fiercer at the very least. The way she shook her hips made him suddenly afraid that she’d rip his dick off. Her pussy was tightening around it like crazy and he barely managed to muffle his screams of pain when her claws returned to his torso and traced red scars on it, letting the blood come out. He felt it, hot on his naked skin. Still, Jake glared at her. She wouldn’t let himself be intimidated by this huge monster-girl. He refused to give her that victory. She may have been taller, stronger, sexier than him, but it didn’t change shit!

“I’m impressed” she growled, her voice deeper and more guttural than before. “I had heard that humans were all quite wimpy, but you’re clearly not! I like that! Even monster boys are afraid of me when I mate with them but you’re defiant… I think I’ll keep you, once I’ll have made clear who the superior and dominant being between us is!”

“Yeah, don’t count on that, bitch!” Jake spat, doing his best to push her away now that she didn’t hold his wrists down. “If you let me go, you won’t ever see me again!”

She just laughed at his little outburst, which made him even angrier, and he tried to push her back, his hands neatly fitting on her large tits. She growled and moaned as he pushed, and even in his state, Jake had to admit that the firmness he felt here, in spite of their size, was really enticing. In fact, it was enticing enough that he tensed and, with a yelp, came again inside the Hellhound girl. It had been what she had wanted all along, for just as the moment of weakness which often followed an orgasm overcame him, she let herself fall entirely on him.

Jake found himself struggling for a whole new reason. Air. He was feeling as if he was suffocating under the heavy weight of the Hellhound, and her dense fur compounded the problem. It was in his mouth, in his nostrils, and while mercifully, just beneath her breasts it wasn’t that long, it was just enough to make him truly afraid. He tried to push the Hellhound up again, but his arms were now in a very uncomfortable position, pinned to his torso and unable to properly push back against her immense weight. All he could do was to try and fondle her tits enough to elicit some reaction – he couldn’t even pinch them properly.

Finally, he stopped his futile attempts and gritted his teeth. Even if her body muffled the sounds she made, she was obviously enjoying his efforts, and beyond tiring himself out, he didn’t achieve anything from underneath her. He hadn’t even the energy left to deny the Hellhound her pleasure, it was simply him refusing to fight again. What was the point? It wasn’t even possible to win! Tears formed in his eyes but he batted them away angrily. No, he wouldn’t feel that low. He wouldn’t give her that victory. He’d remained passively defiant to the end!

He didn't have to suffer like that for too long however. The Hellhound girl rose back, which made him wince in pain when her weight settled again on his pelvic region. He doubted he’d be able to walk properly during the next few days, if he even survived this encounter. Even in this situation however, Jake refused to give up on his pride. While it had made him fall prey to the monster-girl’s trap, it also allowed him a modicum of self-respect. She was panting and while her fiery eyes were terrifying, she couldn’t hide the fact that she liked what he did, at the very least.

“You look tired already. That’s a shame… but you are performing well enough I guess” she growled, grinning once more at his plight. “Don’t feel too bad, you did great! Now… it’s time to put you to sleep!” she chuckled, as she raised her left hand and Jake hadn’t the energy or the will to even try to prevent her from smacking him right in the head, making him fall unconscious in one blow.

When he opened his eyes again, he noticed he was in the hospital. It took him quite a long time to understand how he had ended here, and then memories came back rushing. The Hellhound girl! She had… well, assaulted him, but he had wanted to fuck her to prove himself. It made it harder to say he had been raped. He gritted his teeth and wiped the tears of frustration which formed in his eyes. He couldn’t give her such a win, even if she wasn’t here to gloat about it. Still, it was emasculating that he had lost like that to a woman.

“Oh, you’ve woken up?” asked a small woman, middle-aged with a kind face. “It’s good, your girlfriend was really worried!”

“Excuse me? My girlfriend?” he asked her, having no idea about what she was talking about – he had no girlfriend.

“Yes, she brought you here. She seemed really worried! You should have seen her, the poor girl…”

Jake let his head fall back on his pillow. He had no idea what she was talking about, but he was far too tired to think about it. Apparently the Hellhound girl had left him on the ground, and someone else had found him and called the hospital. And she had said she was his girlfriend? The only reason he could think about it was that she had been embarrassed discovering a half-naked, with shredded clothes and on the ground, in an alley. He was a little angry that his friends hadn’t come back to check on him, but he could live with that.

“It’s always surprising to see how you younglings like to take risks with your partners, however” she continued, bringing Jake’s attention back to her voice. “But you two really need to be careful. With your size difference, and how strong she seems to be…”

“Our size difference?” he gasped, his voice strangely high-pitched as he felt blood fleeing from his face.

“Well, yes?” reacted the nurse, looking startled by his overreaction to what she had said, but a horrible idea had bloomed into Jake’s mind. “I mean, she seems to be a little too… risqué for me. Even if her fur is hiding a lot of things I guess.”

“Is she here still?” he whined, now unable to control his fear of the Hellhound girl, as if refusing to submit when she had been here had taken all his courage and now he was spent.

“Well, she left your side an hour or so ago. But she told you to know that while she was busy right now, she’d get back to pick you up when you’ll be able to get out of here” explained the nurse. “It’s really great to have such a dedicated girlfriend! She seemed so sad about your state! Really sorry about what she had done in the spur of the moment.”

“Yeah, I’m sure she was…” whispered Jake, who shivered under his light sheets.