Anywhere But Here (CH 1) [Human(m)xHyenas(f)]

Anywhere But Here [human(m)xmultiple hyena(f),violence, femdom, smut, pseudo-penis, intersex, romance, drug use]
By Teether


Chapter 1


*Goddammit, just gotta keep going
>You put one foot in front of the other despite your legs protesting and burning with wear
>The heat waves visibly radiate from the asphalt and into your face like an open oven
>All you can see around you is an endless stretch of hot, rocky, land with plateaus in the distance
>All you know is that you’re somewhere in the American South West, where exactly you have no fucking clue
>What you do know is that if you don’t get water soon your going to die
>You smack your lips as the last bit of moisture evaporates from the inside of your mouth
>You shake your empty canteen and sigh as you continue your death march down the endless black strip
>You’d been doing so well on backpacking out of the Midwest towards LA
>And now this, frying in the middle of nowhere
>You’ve been trying to hitch a ride for hours but still nothing
>You pull out your cardboard sign saying “Anywhere But Here, God Bless!”
>You see an eighteen-wheeler coming your way but it blows past you pushing your skinny, feeble, body down with its powerful wind stream
>You just lay on your back, staring into the sun as the eighteen-wheeler blows its horn in the distance
*I feel so tired. Fuck, I just want to sleep
>You close your eyes as the sun eats away at your exposed skin

>You body begins to go numb as you can feel yourself fading
>The ground begins to rumble a deep rhythmic tone like a wild stampede
>Its coming closer
>You hear the roar of multiple motorcycles scream past you on the highway
>The roar dissipates down the road
*Whew
>The roar starts coming back towards you
*Oh shit
>Soon the air becomes a deafening roar of motors clogging the air heavy with the scent of burnt gasoline, leather, tobacco and BO
>You try to keep your eyes closed and play dead
>The last thing you want to do is get involved with a biker gang
>You hear the crunch of heavy leather boots on loose rocks as the footsteps come closer to your head
>You try your best not to breathe
>Suddenly, ice-cold water pours down onto your face, going into your nose and lungs
>You sit up and start coughing violently to your left, spitting into the earthy, red, dirt
“Are you fucking crazy? Are you trying to drown me?” you yell out as you turn back towards your right
>A large muscular paw picks you up off the ground by the front of your tattered shirt, “See I told yah girls twiggy here was just snoozin”
>A couple of deep laughs go up from behind the six and a half foot tall biker in front of you
>The lead biker holding you up is a muscular tank-like spotted Hyena with a thick, streaked, mohawk
 >She’s covered head to toe in broken, dusty, spiked leather covered in punk band patches and emblazoned with the words “SoCal Sisters” across the back shoulders
>You can make out eight bikers total, all female spotted hyenas; all with varying degrees of punk and junk attire almost like something out of mad max
>”So what’s a little human like yourself doin all the way out here snoozin on the side of the highway? Ain’t too many of you fellas left.” The lead Hyena says putting you down on your feet as she re-slings her canteen on her shoulder

“I am backpacking my way to LA. How about you? You just water board random drifters for fun?” you say snapping at the giant hyena
>The Amazonian hyena just stands there with her arms crossed until she breaks out into a wild yeen laugh, slapping you heavily on the shoulder
>”You need to learn to relax little human. My name is Riley and these are my girls. Were based out of Cali and we were just heading North.  We saw your sorry ass turning into buzzard food and came by to help. Anyway, Me and my girls just wanted to make a little proposition for you twiggy”
“What kind of proposition?” you say crossing your arms
>”The fun kind, human”  said Riley grabbing your chin as she leaned into your face with a toothy grin
“Go on….?” You try to say through your smooshed face
>”Well it’s been a while since any of us have had a piece of meat to bat around since we’ve been on the road and were all getting pretty rowdy if you catch my drift?” said Riley
”Go on….?” You say not understanding what the hyena was getting at
>”We’re going to a biking event in South Dakota then back to the North East and down to Southern Cali. All in all it’s a long trip. The trip would go faster if we had a little fun. How about this human, you ride with us; we’ll cover your food and lodging. In return, you have to be a boy toy for one of us for the entire day, each day on the road. You have to do anything they ask and you have to be their bitch for the entire day.”
>You shove Riley’s paw away from your face “What? Be your slave? For Eight days? That’s fucking crazy!”

>”That’s how we like it twiggy” said Riley with a very serious smile “And right now it looks like you’re really not in a position to make demands honey”
> Your vision wavers from dehydration
”Yeah well maybe I’ll just wait for the next car!” you say stomping your foot
>Riley just chuckles and gives you an “are you shitting me” look
>You can feel your balance begin giving way
“Maybe I’ll, just……I’ll”
>Your stomach growls loudly
>Riley traces a large claw under your chin “What’ll it be cutey?”
“I’ll……I’ll join you” you say defeated
>Riley’s grin grew even wider
>“Good boy” she said patting your head
> You pick up your empty backpack and canteen off the ground as Riley climbs on her giant chopper
>She turns back to look at you while patting the bitch seat
>“climb on bitch” She says
>The rest of the gang erupts in wild yeen laughter
>You groan as you attempt to try an climb onto the massive metal beast and fail
>Riley grabs the back of your shirt and pulls you on
“Do you have any helmets?”
>”Nope” Riley says tossing you back a pair of goggles as she puts on the ones lying around her neck
>”Now grab on! We ain’t slowing down if your skinny ass falls off” Riley says kicking up the stand
>You just barely get on your goggles before the motorcycle roars to life and tears down the strip followed by the others
>You instinctively wrap your arms around Riley’s waist just barely making it around her
>Your hands run over her thick abs as you feel how solidly built she is
>The promise you just agreed to begins to weigh heavily on your mind
>You’re a five and a half foot tall skinny boy who’s going to be a toy to a bunch of hyenas for over a week
>You begin to shake with anxiety and terror as your cardboard sign flies out the pouch of your backpack
>It flutters down onto the hot asphalt with the words “Anywhere but here, God bless” staring up into the scorching sun