The Hunt Begins

As the wolf girls dragged me through the winding corridors, their excitement was palpable. They chattered and giggled, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. I stumbled, my legs aching from the sudden exertion, but they pulled me along, their grip like steel bands around my wrists. We emerged into the cool night air, the moon hanging low in the sky. The wolf girls, Luna and Lyra, were identical twins, their features mirrored in every way. They wore matching loincloths, their breasts bare, and their hair flowed like silver in the moonlight. The forest loomed before us, dark and foreboding. Luna and Lyra released me, their eyes gleaming with excitement. "Run, prey," Luna said, her voice husky. "Run, and we'll chase you down." I took off, my legs pumping as I sprinted into the forest. My status as a hero of the world, though forgotten by all, still lingered within me. My senses were heightened, my reflexes quickened, and my strength amplified. I dodged trees and leapt over roots, my feet pounding the earth. Luna and Lyra gave chase, their howls echoing through the forest. They were fast, their legs a blur as they pursued me. But I was no ordinary prey. I had fought battles against monsters and demons, and my skills were still sharp. I led them on a merry chase, darting and weaving through the trees. The wolf girls were hot on my heels, their breath panting, but I could hear their excitement, their joy in the hunt. As we ran, I caught glimpses of the forest, the trees looming above me like sentinels. I spotted a stream, its surface glinting in the moonlight, and made a beeline for it. I leapt across the water, my feet splashing in the shallows. Luna and Lyra followed, their paws paddling in the water. But as they emerged on the other side, I was gone, vanished into the trees. The wolf girls exchanged a look, their eyes sparkling with excitement. "He's good," Luna said, her voice husky. "He's worthy." Lyra nodded, her ears perked up. "We must catch him, sister. We must make him ours." As they gave chase once more, I could feel their desire, their hunger for me. Usually, they bore hellhounds for Vorgath, but they saw something in me, something that made them want to mate. I led them deeper into the forest, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew that I was in for the fight of my life, but I was ready. I was a hero, and I would not go down without a struggle. The wolf girls closed in, their eyes fixed on me. I could see the hunger in their gaze, the desire to claim me as their own. But I would not be caught so easily. I was the prey, and I would not be tamed. Not yet.