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- >You wake up groggy and confused
- >With sand in your clothes and waves lapping at your feet
- >Oh, and there is a crab picking at you like a dead fish
- >You groan and get up, a glaringly bright sun shining high in the sky
- >All around you on the sand is washed up bits of wood and barrels on the white sand
- >Behind you is the start of a lush rainforest, the noises of birds and nature echoing out all over
- >Why are you here, in this situation?
- >It all starts coming back to you
- >You were on a large four mast trading ship full of goods headed for south america
- >Not as a ship-hand, you were there to take care of trading the goods once you arrived
- >All the goods that seem to be washing up on the beach
- >Most of it must have sank
- >Not that it matters now
- >What happened though?
- >Oh yes
- >You decided to go through the triangle
- >Oh sure, the sailors and captain protested
- >But you were more concerned with reducing travel costs than superstition
- >Nothing will happen in the triangle!
- >Everything will be fine!
- >Nothing to worry about!
- >Then that portal to hell opened up below the ship
- >And you and that ship fell from the sky onto another ocean
- >From there you black out
- >How much of that was a hallucination though?
- >Probably just hit a reef in a storm or something
- >You are dehydrated, you are starting to hallucinate mermaids leaping out of the water on the horizon
- >You know enough not to drink sea water, and check around the surf
- >You're in luck, and the fresh water barrel from the ship washed up with the tide
- >It's tough pushing it out onto the sand and standing it up
- >But it's well worth it to take that first drink of fresh water
- >A bit of salt water seeped in but it does rehydrate you
- >It was lucky a banged up tin cup washed ashore with everything else
- >Now that you can think clearly, you make a plan
- >If you only drink what you need and eat whatever washed ashore you should be able to last a while
- >It's a busy trading route, if you get a fire going someone ought to see the smoke
- >Like hell you're going into that jungle
- >Horror stories abound about eels, snakes, spiders, fish, and jaguars
- >Basically the place wants to kill you
- >You'll be safer on the beach as long as you have shelter and a fire to ward off the insects
- >It does cross your mind that it's odd nobody else washed up on shore
- >But it's rather lucky
- >For you
- >Anyone that did would be trying to fucking murder you
- >Literally
- >You gather together what you can
- >Lots of broken timber, part of a sail, all sorts of barrels that floated into the little lagoon you ended up in
- >Before long you have a makeshift shelter made up using sections of the ship's hull and the sail
- >The rest you try and dry off while you search for a way to start a fire
- >No such luck, no flint to be found
- >Of course that would sink out at sea
- >You have to shut your dark shelter off from the beach as the sun starts going down so you can avoid the worst of the biting gnats and mosquitoes
- >They sure are bigger here than back home
- >But smaller than the stories made them out to be
- >Your first night sleeping on sand goes poorly, those nasty bugs sneak in through the tiniest opening
- >Over the next few days you try and start a fire to no avail
- >On the fifth day, a gigantic boar larger than a carriage came into your camp and raided all of your food
- >Looked like the spawn of the devil
- >Never went near you, but did spill over your water barrel
- >You wait a day, hoping for rain while you search along more of the beach for washed up supplies
- >But there hasn't been a drop since you washed up
- >And anything else has already been raided by animals
- >You only have two choices now
- >Walk along the beach
- >Or go into the jungle
- >The beach will lead you to a trading post
- >Eventually
- >And you can waive down ships
- >But you'll need to find water eventually
- >It'll mean leaving your shelter behind though
- >And that means you'll be at the mercy off whatever wanders out near you
- >And all those biting bugs
- >But going into the jungle is the last thing you want to do
- >So you try and pack up at least the sail and some of the lighter pieces of wood
- >After a test setup, you figure you can live with the makeshift tent each night
- >So you set off down the sandy stretch of the beach
- >There is more large jumping fish out at sea from time to time
- >And with some luck you find a stream where you can get some more fresh water the day after you set out
- >And some raw turtle eggs for dinner
- >Something dug them up but didn't eat them all
- >You start to set up your new camp by the stream, since you can't take the water with you
- >The sea is still in view, so you're not entirely in the jungle here
- >But as you head towards the fresh water for another drink, you see something moving in it
- >Something that doesn't have the shape of a fish
- >And there are a number of them
- >Three, you think
- >You can't make them out that well
- >Until one of them picks up speed and leaps out of the water onto the bank
- >Whatever it is, you can see it clearly now
- >At first it looks like a nude woman with long black hair and tanned skin
- >But you quickly see the unnatural arms, legs, and is that a webbed tail?
- >All it's limbs are webbed and have those large, amphibian limbs
- >It almost keeps you from noticing the nasty looking fishing spear in her hand
- >And that she's seen you
- >Her eyes are wide, and she points with one webbed finger
- "Slooot!"
- >The two other heads pop up out of the water
- >They're the same as the one before
- >And they see you
- >You aren't being eaten by inhuman new world monsters!
- >Turning around, you run as fast as you can away from the group
- >They give chase.
- >You're not exactly the best runner
- >But while the naked she-beasts chasing you are fit, they're not in their element on land
- >You'll tire eventually though, so you need to shake them somehow
- >You try to head a little bit more inland to get some more cover and potentially evade being made into long-pig
- >They're persistent, and try to flank you and chase you into a corner time and time again
- >In the chaos, you're going ever deeper into the jungle
- >Not that you have time to think about it
- >They are closing in as you are struggling for breath
- >Until some commotion explodes out of the jungle behind you
- "Jhairi!! Uhtyu kah!!"
- "Jikaaah! Jikaaaah!"
- >You dare you stop and look back as you gasp for breath
- >The things are running scared from something
- >It's big, and black in the shadows of the jungle
- >It has a definite feline nature to it, but you can't make it out clearly
- >Once it has chased the three off it lets out a mighty roar that stops the calls of animals from the treetops and makes the jungle silent
- >Then it's glowing yellow eyes turn to look at you
- >You're still on the menu
- >You take off as fast as your legs can carry you, second wind helping
- >The jungle is already scratching and whipping at you
- >And you can hear the thing chasing you through the jungle brush
- >This thing is much faster, and even makes use of the gigantic branches making a three dimensional maze above you
- >These trees are fucking massive
- >Somehow, you lose the thing chasing you and collapse with your back against a tree
- >Your lungs crave air, and your chest heaves to get as much of it as it can
- >Just when you start to relax, something big and dark falls out of the trees above right in front of you
- >You panic and push yourself against the tree trunk with flailing legs
- >And then cover your head with your arms to wait for the attack
- >But it doesn't come
- >Cautiously, you move your arms out of the way to see whats going on
- >It's still sitting right there, no more than three feet from you
- >And there is enough light in this area to get a decent look at it
- >It appears to be another woman, this one clothes in a black loincloth and strip of cloth that wraps around her sizeable chest
- >Her hair is tied into three thick braids, a twig caught on the hair atop her head
- >And she looks as leanly muscled as any sailor you've seen
- >The most striking features are the worst for your survival chances
- >Wide feline eyes, as yellow as any cat back home
- >Huge paws that are balancing her in the crouching position she's taking, jet black fur running up to her thighs and shoulders
- >There is even a long black tail flicking back and forth behind her
- >And two small, round, black ears on her head
- >She just sits there, staring at you as you stare back
- >Maybe this thing doesn't want you eat you?
- "Jahweh?"
- >She tilts her head slightly to the side
- >"What was that?"
- "Jijah kukwah."
- >"Mhm, that's what I thought you said."
- >You can't understand a word of this
- >After an awkwardly long staring match, you take a chance
- >You carefully start to slide away, this panther-woman not moving from her spot as she watches you
- >Even as you stand up and back away
- >Feeling somewhat safe, you turn around
- >That's when you feel the paw grab your ankle
- >This is how you die, isn't it?
- >She yanks you back and makes you fall on your face
- >And is on you without a moment wasted
- >As you protect your head, she crawls all over sniffing and pawing at your body with curiosity
- >She pulls your shirt up while you arms are occupied
- >You feel her breasts press against your leg as she leans down, and take a peek
- >She is big, at least a head taller than you
- >And you aren't short by any means
- >Feeling no danger, you remove your hands and try to figure out what is going on
- >She's looking you over like some new toy
- >The paws feel at your skin and you don't make a move to stop her
- >There are claws in there
- >Finally, she takes a lick from your salty belly and sits up
- >She really seems to be analyzing something
- >And finally crawls off of you
- >But only so she can turn around and struggle with your pants
- >You try and struggle, but with her tail lifted up like that she accidentally gives you a view of her bare lowers
- >The savages really don't wear underwear on this place
- >There is a growl, the fumbling leading to claws coming out
- >You panic as she bites at the belt and tears your pants to shreds, annoyed with the conquest of technology that is the button
- >You protest, but it falls on distracted ears
- >Her pupils widen when she sees your manhood, before a big grin spreads on her face
- "Sloot!"
- >She looks back at you as she says this
- >You wish you knew what that meant
- >But before you can ask, you're lifted up onto her shoulder by her powerful arms and kept in place by one
- >At first you try to get away
- >Until the she-panther ascends into the trees with surprising speed
- >You get a rear view of the trip as you're carried through the darkening jungle, calls of animals returning to the area
- >The panther keeps leaping from giant branches, swinging around tangles, and moving through clusters of leaves
- >It's a stressful ride for you
- >But eventually she slows down and carries you into a tree hollow, entrance covered by a large thick animal fur
- >It's too dark inside to see shit
- >But you're not about to run, the outside of this tree hollow is a straight drop hundreds of feet
- >Why are these trees so freakishly big?
- >You're dumped onto a soft pile of furs after being carried deeper
- >The panther scurries away, gathering wood someplace while you struggle to see
- >You see sparks and hear stone hitting stone
- >After some effort, a fire is started and the orange glow fills the hollow
- >You had worried about burning the tree down until you saw the rocks set down to make a fireplace
- >But you worry more by the sheer number of furs lining the floors and walls of this surprisingly large hollow
- >The panther woman, fire lit and grin stuck to her face, runs to a pot and reaches in
- >And takes out some dried meat
- >Your stomach growls at the sight of it
- >She brings it over, but doesn't let you have it
- >Instead she sits on your lap and takes a big bite
- >She has rather big sharp teeth, doesn't she?
- >After chewing it for a bit, she lowers her head towards yours
- >Wait, what are you-
- >She kisses you and forces the chewed meat into your mouth
- >She pulls back and stares down at you expectantly
- >You swallow it
- >And a growl-purr comes from her as her smile returns
- >She takes another bite and starts to chew it
- >You decide to try and communicate
- >She obviously doesn't want to kill you
- "My name is Anon. Anon."
- >You point to yourself
- >It seems to get her interest
- "What is your name?"
- >You point towards her
- >She seems confused, but leans down to give you more pre--chewed meat
- >It's salty, and you feel her tongue snake into your mouth to help push it in again
- >She pulls back, taking another bite
- >You decide to try again, to keep you from looking at her bust and all that brown cleavage
- "Anon." You point to yourself.
- >Then you point to her
- >And repeat the process
- >Another kiss
- >You can't really complain
- >It's been a while since you saw a woman and this is pretty nice
- >She points to herself
- "Jhairi."
- >You take the chance to snatch the last bit of the dried meat and chew it yourself
- >It's a bit tastier this way, but the panther pouts and puts her paws on your shoulders
- >Like you could get away anyways
- "Anon?" She points at you.
- >You give her a nod, hoping they share the gesture
- >By the grin appearing it seems they do
- >The meat is gone, and your hunger satiated for now
- >But you're thirsty and need something to wash that salty pork down with
- >You're pretty sure it was pork
- >Please let it be pork
- "Water?"
- >She tilts her head
- >You make a drinking motion with your hand
- >Jhairi gets it now and gets off of you
- >As she bounces off to get water from another clay pot into a clay bowl, you move one of the furs over your exposed lower area to keep your modesty
- >She had to tear your pants apart, huh?
- >The water is a lot fresher than the murky stuff you got from the river
- >And you're fairly refreshed once you've drank the whole thing down
- >After you set the bowl aside, you find that Jhairi keeps staring at you
- >With her face no more than six inches from yours
- >It's a bit hard to look back into those big, expectant eyes
- >What would a cat want from you?
- >It's a long shot, but you reach up and pat her head
- >That's when she pounces you to the floor of the warm hollow and tears your shirt off with her claws
- >Some sort of hunger glowing in her eyes as she licks her lips above you
- >She sits on your stomach and sheds her garments, tossing them aside with far more care than your own
- >Then repositions herself so she can initiate a sloppy kiss, paws keeping your arms to the side
- >Your erection is caught at the bottom of her muscled stomach
- >She's straddling you, her large chest pressed into yours as a rumbling growl-purr comes from her
- >She releases your hands once her intentions are clear, and you reach down to grab at her round, toned ass
- >You hesitate and wonder what god would think of this
- >Fuck that guy
- >The purring, steamy make-out session continues for a while
- >Until she switches to licking at your face and neck
- >You're getting a bit frustrated before she finally repositions herself, sitting up on your hips with your cock pressed against her vulva
- >She's gotten rather soaked down below in anticipation
- >A lustful yet loving grin stares down at you as she lines up with your dick
- >You grabs her hips and try to force her down, but she's too strong
- >The head has sunk inside those warm, muggy depths and agonizes you
- >She grabs your hands and puts them to your side so she can continue
- >As she sinks painfully slow, you feel the rumbling vibrating through your shaft
- >It forces a groan out of you by the time she hilts herself
- >She starts off by grinding against you, enjoying the feeling of you within her
- >It's agonizing in a good way
- >Once she's used to you, the panther starts to bounce on top of you
- >It's far better than with any woman you've bedded
- >It takes all of your willpower not to burst after a few minutes
- >Her own patience seems to be wearing thin, so she begins bouncing harder and faster
- >Your hands are freed so she can balance on your chest
- >She's a bit heavy, but you can still breath even with the paws kneading at you as she moans
- >Finally, you can't handle any more and burst inside of her
- >She hilts herself and makes sure it goes as deep as possible
- >The soft furs and the massages of her internal muscles feel heavenly
- >After a short moment to rest, she begins grinding against your crotch again
- >It easily gets you full mast
- >And a though occurs to you
- >How many times is this going to go for?
- >The answer was seven
- >You're pretty sure the last two were blanks, but the ravenous feline didn't care
- >But you weren't about to complain about the ravishing
- >And when it was all over, and the fire began to die down, she held you close to her chest and drifted off to a happy rumbling sleep
- >Clinging to you the whole night with her arms and large paws
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