I fell into an abyss and a yeti wants to marry me!!

>The cold wind was pleasant on your face. It was a balcony set on the edge of the castle, underneath it the cold chasm of seemingly infinite depth hung under your feet. You would occasionally scream into it and enjoy the echoes that reverberated.

>It was a strange echo because it always sounded slightly more feminine, as if you were talking to someone completely different. You could only imagine what strange creatures inhabited the deep abyss.

>You were having such a good time playing with the echoes that you didn't hear the cracking behind you as ancient stone began to give way to the pressure of the wind and your added weight.

>You didn't notice the crack spreading from an unimportant spot at the edge of railing.

>You did however notice the feather falling from the sky and drifting behind you. For a second you stopped enjoying your echo to watch as it glided from the sky and right beside you. Falling on top of the hairline crack that had formed in the last few minutes.

>One moment you were reaching out for a feather and the next you were flying through the air. The wind chilled your bones and as you fainted you could still hear a feminine voice repeating your echo.

>You awoke to a dull pain in your legs. You couldn't feel anything except the strange sensation of snow falling across your back.

>You tilt your head to get a better view of what's going on. A large woman in a white sweater is dragging you across the ground. Her hand is warm to the touch and she seems to realize that you've awoken as she stoops over you and caresses your face.

>You can't make out exactly what she looked like, the snow made everything fuzzy, She rubs her head against yours with the nose used as a pivot while a smile spread across her face. You only then realized that...

1. she had furry paws instead of hands (Mge Yeti)
2. She wasn't wearing any clothes, she had fur! (Tomas yeti)

>Her hands on your face made you realize that there was something wrong, the feeling was coarse yet smooth, two contradicting qualities that fit perfectly in this situation as soft black pads slid across you.
>Another look revealed white fur growing out and you would have mistaken them for gloves if not the sensation of skin

>Her face was cold both literally and metaphorically. Tanned skinned that seemed pale in this dreary world of snow and an expression of apathy as she mechanically rubbed her face on yours.

>Her breath was the smell of meat mixed with mint leaves. Pleasant and warm on your face while her paws trailed down your skin warming your cold body wherever she touched.

>You couldn't hold back anymore on your curiosity. You opened your mouth "Who are you?"

>You didn't expect her to freeze in place while still holding you, minutes drifting by until she finally spoke. "Who are you?" It was an identical copy of your voice in a higher tone, accent was replicated down to the lull in the are that you picked up in elementary.

>Her hand gripped your collar once more as she continued her journey as your guide.

> Any attempt to walk or stand up were met with motherly reactions as she delicately laid you out on the snow once more and began dragging you across it. After the 6th time you relinquished that right and allowed her to guide you.

>Hours passed quickly, whenever you began to shiver the uncaring girl would bend down and cover you in her fur for a while before continuing.

>You were grateful but your patience wore thin as anything you said was met with a copy, you rebelled by standing up and walking away from the girl.

>She didn't react physically but she did follow you. Continuing to repeat parts of your conversation from before without any actual coherence.

>Finally she took command "Follow." It was a simple word to say as she spread her arms while standing in front of you to make sure you didn't leave.

>"Okay." You stop and throw yourself on the snow as you already knew she was going to do it for you. Her voice rang out a second later in the slight feminine tone. "Okay!" If you didn't know any better you would say that she had gained a tiny bit more atmosphere to her voice.

>After the third hour you began to regretyour decision, your ability to separate cold from warm was returning slowly and you realized that this was almost definitely freezing. The slushing of snow in the back of your shirt made for miserable company and the silent yeti didn't seem keen on speaking.

>"Dinner is ready." It was a favorite phrase of yours to scream into the abyss and now it was being uttered by someone who was covered in fur from their hands to their elbows. You looked up and in the distance the barely recognizable glint of fire set your heart racing. The cold of the snow inched its way to your bones.

>Soon the tiny spark of light grew into a lantern hung in the distance, you couldn't believe your eyes as from the blizzard a giant stone wall rose and right where the lantern stood a tiny hole in the wall marked what you though would be her home.

>"Dinner is ready!" she repeated excitedly as she picked up her pace. Her footfalls increasing in time with the slow ascent toward the lantern. She turned to you and for the first time expressed happiness with a tiny smile on her face. "Dinner ready Dinner ready!" In her state it didn't come out as a copy but slurred.

>The yeti dragged you through the tiny hole and into a widening cave where light escaped from tiny lanterns fed by what seemed like animal fat. She led you to the largest one before helping you remove your wet clothes and dry them above the flames.

>With everything said and done there didn't seem like there was much to do. She sat next to you looking with expectant eyes while you were just wondering how you had ended up here. Did she want to talk about something.

>The first thing you did was sit the girl down, until then she had been restless and took it out by clawing the floor and more recently your pants like a young kitten.

>”First things first, do you have a fire?” You pointed to one of the lanterns to which she nodded before you made a motion for bigger, at once she seemed puzzle and unable to understand what you were saying. She sat patiently as you played a futile game of charade trying to describe what a campfire is.

>Her revelation came when you described warmth by wrapping your arms around you. She stuck her hand in the air while gritting her teeth like an anxious students. You had to give her permission to speak before she allowed herself to answer. “Fur warm! Warm is fur!” Her speech was hard to make out but she made up for it in repeating.

>Just to make sure you understood what she was saying she stood up and assaulted you with her paws, rubbing them up and down your face while maintaining her expression of determination. “Fur warm!” She cried while burying you under an avalanche of tan skin and white hair along with soft black pads

>By the time that you had managed to convince her to get off of you she was red in the face as well heated up. Her breath was ragged as she continued to rub her hands along your back without any real intention or direction. Enjoying the touch of your skin while occasionally declaring. “Skin warm…”

>Any attempts after that to talk about escaping or food were met with a reluctant. “Skin… later… warm…” She seemed to space off without any real thought to her already simple vocabulary. A trail of drool already escaping her mouth and freezing on the still frozen cave floor.

>You turned to face her and realized that it wasn’t the only liquid dripping on the floor. From her thighs a trail of clear translucent beads collects on her thighs that she squeezed shut, squirming ever so slightly in her innocent lust.

>You try your hardest to get her back on track with helping you find a way out, for a few seconds it even seems like she’ll actually do it. Then her hands accidentally brushed your crotch. In that instant any chance that you had of bringing her to reason dissipates in a cloud of repressed lust and innocent curiosity.

>She pushes her face into your underwear and inhales deeply while her fluffy hands grab your waist like a sumo wrestler move. You can’t see it but her eyes are unfocused and she has a silly grin on her face as she smells what she believes is her future husband’s dick.

>You struggle in her grasp doing your best to escape to no actual result until you jump back, her balance is lost but her determination to sniff only grows. Your legs give out and you fall back in slow motion while she unrelenting still grabs your waist and buries her face deeper into your underwear.

>Time slows down for you mid-fall. In your desperation you grab onto the first thing that you can and in return hear a gasp escape from the yeti now falling with you.

>When the dust clears you look up to find your hands grabbing onto the yeti’s large furry ears in a rough grip. Her face is scrunched up and reddened to the point where you can’t tell what she’s feeling. At once you let go only to feel her hands dart onto yours and redirect them onto her perky ears.

>”M-More…” Her breath is shallow as she forces you to grab onto her ears. Her desire to smell your underwear dies down, replaced by the intense pleasure that she experiences whenever your fingers slide over the tip of her fluffy earlobes.

>It comes to a climax when she places herself into a position similar to a dog and begins drooling on the floor while your hands trace patterns on her ear. It occurs to you that now might be the best time to ask about escaping.

>You slowly remove your hands from her ears and immediately she looks up with pleading eyes. “M-More?”

>Her face of absolute adoration breaks you in two and you give in, at once she gasps and moans twice as hard as while you tug on her fluffy ears. She seems ecstatic with her tongue lolling out and her eyes rolling into the back of her head while you assault her fervently rubbing and playing with them.

>You don't realize when she buries her face into your crotch again or when she starts licking it like a lollipop. it must've has some effect on her as she turns an even deeper shade of red and her body leaning on your begins to twitch and shake involuntarily.

>She starts crawling up your body with her furry paws. Each step bringing her drooling lips closer to yours while she smiles completely unable to focus on anything except the pleasure driving her to instinctually want you.

>Her skin is burning hot against your as she rises. The bare skin itself smooth and creamy while the fur insulates you like a blanket, by the time you realize what's happening she is breathing on your face as her tongue slowly licks the air trying to find your lips for a kiss.

>Her mouth begins to chatter as if she has a cold. You almost feel like stopping until she begins to speak through the waves of intense pleasure ringing through her body. "H-Hu-Hus... Hu-Hu-Husba!" She can't seem to form the words through the pink haze of sex clouding her mind. You decide to help her.

>"Husband." You say it plainly but she takes it as something more, her face lights up in a smile wide enough and bright enough to replace the sun as she grinds on your lower body. The wet feeling of lubrication slipping down her thighs and onto yours makes you painfully aroused.

>For the first time since you met her she shows more than just simple contentment or apathy, rather she seems ecstatic as she leans in and rests her furry head on your chest. The sound of her breath in time with her heartbeat. "You are... Husband?" Her voice is nearly a whisper drowned out in her gasps and moans.

>"Yes, and you are my wife." You smile at the girl as warmly as you can and see tears form in the corner of her eyes. Her fluffy paws wrap around your shoulders as she hangs on you as tight as she can. "Happy! I happy!" You can feel a new warmth dripping down your back, the warmth of her tears as she cries into you.

>For a while you hold her there. She didn't want to move and you weren't about to interrupt what amounted to a precious moment for her, her sobs of happiness turned into quiet hiccups in which her paws tightened even more around you. By the time she finally decided to let go you were already feeling stiff.

>"Husband happy?" She smiles just a tiny bit while using her paw to wipe away tears. You smile at her and nod slowly. "I'm happy if you're happy." Her lips tremble as she slowly moves in for a kiss. You meet her halfway and wait for her to go crazy with lust as is customary for monsters like her.

>Instead it never comes. She remains fixated with stiff lips to yours, not really moving or using her tongue like an adult would. You can tell she is enjoying herself by the way her eyes twitch and her body rubs itself but besides that she doesn't really show the same passion that she showed before you started kissing.

>It occurs to you then that maybe she didn't know how to kiss. If her way of speaking was any indicator she had been alone her entire life and besides her ability to copy your echo she didn't have much else going in her life. She had been alone for as long as she knew.

>You do what must be done. With little hesitation you slip your tongue through her lips and into her mouth. The shock is tangible at first as she tries to reel back unsure of what's happening. You hold fast and put your hand on the nape of her neck as you hold her close.

>Gasps of surprise and uncertainty turn into moans of lust as her own tongue joins with yours, each slipping in and out of the other's mouth as her own lips now latch onto your cautiously, she explores this new possibility that had never occurred to her by trying to enter your mouth with her tongue, doing so slowly you feel the taste of mint leaves in your mouth.

>You continue for a while until she can't take it anymore, with a halting stop she lets go of the kiss and buries her head in your chest. Her unruly hair serving as a pillow for you to rest on while she hears your heartbeat. "too weird. Not good." You laugh inwardly thinking that she'll get used to it in a few days.

>She surprises you next by being the one to instigate sex. Her muscular thighs and well tone quadriceps wrap around your body while her fluffy calf's hook themselves together at your backside. Her crotch is pasted to your and you can feel the overwhelming heat and humidity of her dripping sex as she slowly rubs herself on you.

>She looks up as the first drop slides down her lips and onto your iron shaft with scarlet cheeks and wide eyes. "P-Pee?! Husband so-sorry!" She tries to get off of you but you hold her close while explaining that it was natural. You're not sure if she understood what you said but she continued her rubbing as more of the translucent liquid slid onto you.

>"Itchy... Want scratch." She looks up at you with wanting eyes and an embarrassed smile. She probably didn't know what she was saying but then again she didn't even know what french kissing was. You kiss her forehead and rub her sensitive ears.

>You smile warmly. Your fingers lowering down to the perfect pink lips that spark to life at every touch poke and prod.

> Her eyes closed shut and her teeth grit with anticipation as every movement you made brought her closer to the edge of her pleasure.

>You straightened yourself against the cave wall behind you and she likewise took the opportunity to latch her fluffy paws on your shoulders. She involuntarily moves her hips in hopes of feeling even more of your fingers against her needy lips.

>You oblige the moaning yeti and rub the very tip of her throbbing clit. She responds by arching her back against you which succeeded in pasting her now sweaty midriff against you and her perfectly perky nipples to your chest. The excitement was palpable in her face with reddened cheeks and teary eyes as she looked at you with nothing more than adoration.

>"Love you! Love husband!" She uses her lips to kiss your neck and your cheeks repeatedly like a child welcoming a parent. Her paws still wrapped around your back fro support as you guide the head of your erection to the wet entrance of her lower lips.

>You nod at her and she nods back, albeit she is already so far gone she probably doesn't even know what's about to happen. Her legs loosen up giving you the space to thrust inside of her. At once the change is notable as she bites her lips and her eyes shut themselves in embarrassment. Her paws let go of your shoulders and cover her face while she screams.

>"Not looking! Looking away husband!" She tries her best to make sure you don't see her face as she reaches her climax but you don't really care. With one hand on her back to keep her from falling you reach up and clear away her paw to give her a deep kiss which she accepts at once.

>The mood calms down and you return to simple cuddling for warmth. Her head on your chest she whispers tiny words. "Husband? Love me? Forever?" Her voice is shy but clear as she nuzzles further into you.

>"Always." You plant a kiss on her hair and she breathes a sigh of relief which seems to spread into the entire cave, warming the two of you as you slowly fall asleep in each other's grasp.

>You wake up by yourself next to a provisionary fire made of animal oil and a rudimentary torch. It was enough to keep you from freezing but you wanted her heat to keep you warm instead, with that in mind you got up and looked for her

>The cave itself was surprisingly small, the illusion of being large was given by the way it curved away, in the end that curve just came to a dead end after 5 meters.

>You continued your search by going outside and sure enough the smell of something burning along with the smell of meat alerted you to her presence stooped over a makeshift stove made out of a flat stone and a stick for a spatula.

>You walked up to her and received a warm hug as well as a gracious smile "Husband! Happy!" She clapped her hands and stomped the ground cheerfully. you responded with a kiss which practically melted her in your arms and turned her red with desire before she returned to tend to the food.

>The rest of the day went by fast. Her cooking skills were basic but still good enough to enjoy. Her only request was that you rub her ear while cuddling and you were more than happy to give her that. At night she turned amorous once more and she was more than happy to repay your kindness.

>Days turned to weeks which turned to months. Time flying by in the happiness of her warm smile and her willingness to do everything to make you happy. It was only when her groin began to expand with what was undeniably your child that you asked yourself an important question.

>"What are we gonna do now?" You had no idea if you could raise your daughter in these harsh conditions or if you even wanted to.

Epilogue

>You heaved the portion of the log onto your cart before undoing the straps on the rest of the tree. You had filled up the cart to last you the rest of the month for fire and if the weather kept up it would become a necessity. Your 3rd daughter was already on the way and the second one had only now stopped drinking breast milk. Your wife was insistent that she wanted "Many Anon Daughters!" You on the other hand wanted only as much as you could handle.

>The path home was frozen over and the dried mud cracked beneath your feet like a lake about to give way at any second. You didn't care as long as you could see the glinting lights of the cabin in the distance. And soon they did appear.

>with weary steps you set the cart outside and walked up the stone steps. Before you had even knocked the door swung open and tiny arms covered in fluff and fur grabbed your leg while a child's head nuzzled into your stomach. "Daddy's home! Time for dinner!" She didn't let go as you walked into the warm living room where a large fireplace cast shadows on the carpet and furniture.

>Your youngest sat on the rocking chair and watched the flames while sucking on her pacifier. You lifted her up with one arm and she instinctively grabbed ahold of your shoulders while the other did the same on your leg.

>With the two of the smiling and giggling girls collected you stumbled into the kitchen where a metal stove gurgled with a giant pot of thick stew with an older yeti attending it.

>she turned around and greeted you with that same smile that you saw the morning after having married. "Anon husband!" Her accent was the largest improvement but she was resilient to learning new words if they weren't absolutely necessary.

> Your older daughter pulled on your shirt and smiled seeing she had your attention”Daddy today I was walking by the pond and and I saw a fish like this big!” She stretched out her arms and opened her mouth before going on a tirade about how big it was and she was going to catch it. At the end she demanded you give her a headrub as a reward for being brave. You gladly did so and she giggled happily

>"Tasty soup of much effort. Great love made with it!" Your wife hoisted the giant pot as she served 4 bowls, your daughter devouring hers in seconds while the other was spoonfed by your wife.

>When all was said and done the two girls went to sleep in their room while you enjoyed the company of your wife. She wordlessly wandered to you and sat on your lap. Wrapping her arms around your shoulders and nuzzling her nose into yours like so many times before. Her breath was already ragged as she planted a kiss on your lips slowly. "Love Anon. Love Anon Lots..." You smiled and returned the kiss with as much passion.

> You planted your lips on hers and her breath turned ragged while her eyes fluttered. Your hands raised to her ears and she gasped at the pleasure. “I love you too. You're my echo after all."

The End