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[b][u][center]Nature's Pressure[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]Part 1[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]For Guderian[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

As soon as he stepped out of the car, Zach felt better. The clean air of the forest, the cool breeze that was coming off the nearby mountain, the soft, natural feeling of the semi-damp earth under his boots: it was all a clear-cut reminder of just how much better it could be outside the cities. He took a deep breath, huffed out a happy sigh, and grabbed his walking stick.

“Do we really have to do this?"

And then had reality play catch-up as he looked over his shoulder. His girlfriend, Lila, was also part of the trip, and right from the point where she offered to come along, he'd known that it was going to be a bad idea. Not because she was trying to make it bad, but because she was the epitome of a city girl. She was still in high-heels, for crying out loud.

Shaking his head, he turned around and reached into the backseat of the car. Lila was still in the process of wobbling around the vehicle to his side, shaking her head still.

“I mean, I know you want to come out and get in touch with nature again, but…really? Can't we just take the car around the mountain a few times and call it a day?"

“You were the one that wanted to come along, love," Zach said, rooting through the various bits and bobs that were shoved in the backseat.

“Yeah, but I thought I could get you to change your mind."

“Heh. Nice try."

“I'm serious. I thought –"

“There it is."

He pulled the box out of the back, tossing it over to Lila. She stumbled back a step or two, barely managing to catch the old cardboard box. At least she hadn't worn a dress to get caught up in. Jeans and a t-shirt – the latter a little tight, yes, but not too bad – would work out well enough here in the woods. She looked at the box, then at him.

“What's this?"

“Hiking boots. You're going to need them."

“What? You mean, we're not camping by the road?"

“Nope. We're going deep into the woods. No point in going camping if you're just staying by the road."

“…Fine."

She sighed as she sat down on the car hood, pulling off her heels and dragging the boots out of the box. They were a bit old, but he knew for a fact that they fit her. She'd worn them the one time that they'd done this in the past, back when they first met each other and before she'd dragged him into the city for the rest of their lives.

Not that Zach minded living in the city, but there was only so much that he could stand before he had to get back in touch with nature. Normally, that meant going down to the lake, or heading off to the desert past the mountains, but this time, he felt a need for the forest, for something a bit bigger to get lost in.

And this would fit that just perfectly. He had never been to this particular forest, and it was thick enough that he knew that it would have plenty of places for him to explore, and it would make it harder for anyone to bother him out here.

Well, except for Lila, but that was going to be more of a risk of her just whining all the time rather than anything else. He could live with that.

Stretching his arms over his head, he gathered up the rolled up tent, a few fishing rods – there were rumors of a lake in the forest, after all – and some of the snacks and rations that they were going to need for the weekend. Lila had just managed to get the boots on, and she stared at him as he shouldered so much.

“…Please tell me that there's not just as much for me to carry."

“Nah, about half."

“Okay, I can do that…I can do that…"

“Hope so. Otherwise, we're making a second trip back to the car."

“…Okay, I [i]have[/i] to do this…"

#

They took about a ten minute walk into the forest, enough to get away from the road but not enough to get lost if they started losing their way. He called a halt when they found a small clearing between all the trees, plopping his tent down in the middle and unrolling the strap around the middle. Lila found a stump nearby and flopped onto it, not even sitting down, but merely collapsing over it.

“I hate this forest," she muttered.

“You'll start to like it more when you're used to it."

“I don't get why you keep doing this."

“What?"

“Coming out to…this." She waved her hand around. “To nature."

“It just feels good. That's all."

“Hmmph. It feels like we don't belong."

“That's half the fun of it. We're coming out here to make sure that we still have what it takes to rule nature, to be the top of the heap. What's wrong with that?"

“I'm pretty sure that I could name a few dozen things wrong with it, if I wasn't so exhausted."

“You want to lay there while I get the tent put up?"

“Please."

Nodding, he got back to work, dragging the tent up right and making sure that it was going to be big enough for the two of them. He had no doubt that it would, though it was probably going to be a bit cramped. They were going to have to snuggle up with one another in order to keep from being forced out of the tent.

[i]Not that I mind that…been a little while since we had some fun…[/i]

Zach smiled to himself, his cock sticking up a bit in his pants at the idea of the two of them getting it on out in the wilderness. Sure, it was a little bit risky that someone might find them, but this far off the beaten path? Really? Very unlikely.

[i]And besides, let the animals watch. Not like we're going to be doing anything different to what they do on a daily basis.[/i]

“Did you at least bring something to drink?" Lila asked.

“Second cooler. Blue one."

“Mmmph. What'd you get?"

“About four different beers and two liquor bottles."

“Now you're talking."

He smiled. He knew what she liked.

#

Night eventually fell. Neither of them had gotten anything done in terms of exploring the woods or doing anything fun, but they had both gotten particularly drunk. Lila had gotten less drunk than him, though, and she'd claimed the tent first, going so far as to pull the zipper shut and leave him outside. When he shook the tent a few times, trying to persuade her to let him in, she said she didn't want him throwing up all over her during the night.

He supposed he couldn't blame her for that. He was rather out of it, and he probably should have some time sleeping outside to cool his head. So, he grabbed his sleeping bag and flopped out at the side of the tent, staring up at the stars above and letting them lure him down into oblivion. The last thing he heard before he fell unconscious was the sound of a hoofbeat in the distance, but he had already forgotten the real world in favor of the dream.

#

[i]Zach stood on the mountain peak, staring down at the world below him. Wandering along the slopes of the mountain were beautiful women, women that were begging him to hop down and chase them. He felt like a satyr, a god, that was allowed to do whatever he wanted in order to keep the breeding going.

It was a good feeling.

He hopped down from the peak, running after one of the girls, someone dark, someone beautiful and smooth and naked. She waved her ass back and forth as she ran, teasing him to keep following her down the slopes, and he did, his cock throbbing harder and harder as he chased her.

Just as he was about to jump for her and pin her down, though, she stopped. He ran right into her ass, almost face-first between the cheeks, and he groaned as he collided with her flesh. Soft, warm…

Musky…

Sweaty…

He tried to pull back, but she grabbed him by the arms, pulling him into her ass, making him kiss her pucker. It wasn't so bad to touch, but it was different to taste, to feel the sweat running along his tongue. So real, so impossibly real for a dream, and yet, he was forced to keep doing it with her grip on his face.

He groaned as he felt the saltiness running down his throat, trying to pull free, and, eventually, he did. He stumbled back, landing on the mountainside, and when he looked up at the woman again, he saw something different.

She was no longer human. Instead, she had twisted legs, hooves rather than feet, and fur ran down her arms, back, and legs to make her look more like some beast that had learned to walk on two legs rather than four. His eyes went wide, scrambling backwards.

As he cast his sight across the mountain, he saw that all of the women that he had been lusting after had been transformed in a similar way. Some had gained goat-like features, while others had been twisted and transformed into something else, something closer to a bull. Others, still, had gained almost reptilian scales, twisted and turned into something that was impossibly dangerous, and yet…yet, still alluring.

The dream had changed. He wasn't the one in charge anymore; they were.

As Zach stumbled to his feet, the goat-like woman that he'd been chasing started chasing him. He could hear her hoofbeats following him as he ran around the mountain, fleeing her with much more seriousness than she had fled him. He gasped for breath, and every single breath he took was laced with that sweaty, musky ass-smell. It was impossible to get away from it, feeling it pressing on him from all sides, almost like he was already buried under her ass.

“Nnngh…ah…ah…"

And somehow, it was making him hard.

Zach struggled to run with a hard-on bouncing between his legs, struggled to keep thinking of what way he needed to keep moving. There had to be a way out. There had to be a way –

He stumbled, falling. Hitting the ground, he rolled over, only to see a series of different women, horned, furred, and hooved, moving up to him. He tried to pull away, but they grabbed his legs, holding him down, until one – one big one – walked up from behind one of the great boulders on the slopes.

She was different to the others. Not goat, not bull, but antelope, a Talbuk antelope as a matter of fact. She had sweeping horns, curling along her head almost more like a ram, and her fur was striped gently, giving her a soft, yet sinister sort of appearance to look at. He didn't know what to think as she walked closer and closer, her breasts bouncing, and…

And…

He tried to look further down, but his head was swimming from the musk in the air already, impossible for him to think, impossible for him to pull himself together. He collapsed, going limp, and the antelope walked up to him with a smirk on her face.

“Time for you to pay the price…"

Her whisper came just before turning around, her ass right over his face. It was big, it was round, and there was just enough muscle amidst the fat to guarantee that he was going to be squeezed as well as squished between it.

Oh god…oh god…[/i]

#

He woke up, but the darkness and the musk hadn't left him. He gasped for breath, only to suck down the harsh, hot taste of a sweaty rump. And when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything but the curves of ass cheeks.

“MMMMPH!"

His scream was muffled against cheeks that were as furry as the ones in his dream, and he realized that there was no way for Lila to hear him. Whatever this was, it had caught him while he was napping, and he had no way of getting free.

Even as he pushed at the ass cheeks on his face, there was no shifting them. Whoever they were attached to was much bigger than him, much, much bigger, and there was no way for him to get the leverage to shift that weight from below.

“You caused quite the ruckus before I turned up," the owner of the ass on his face said. “I would have given you time to yourself…but after seeing all the litter around, I can't just leave you here without a punishment…"

Punishment? He had no idea of what was going on, but it didn't sound good. He tried to slap the ass over him a few times, but all that did was make its owner sit on his face that much more firmly. He groaned under it, squirming, trying to pull himself together, but it just wasn't working.

“And when I heard you say that your sort deserved to come out here, deserved to show that you were the dominant species…why…I just had to show you why you were wrong…"

“Mmmph?"

“You don't know what I am, do you?"

“Mmm-mmm."

“Well, before I knock you out, I'll let you see."

The darkness lifted from his eyes, and so did the weight on his face. He gasped for breath that wasn't tainted with ass-sweat, and as he did, he stared at the figure over him.

It was the same one from his dream, but this time, he could see all of her. He could see the thick muscles in her legs and calves, could see the way that her ass clenched and showed off so much control and power. He could see the curves of her breasts from behind, they were so big, and he could see –

He could see her cock and balls.

As she turned, he could see the massive package that she carried, the hefty sac and the big cock that was already rising as she looked down at him. His eyes widened ever further as he stared at the massive thing, slowly shaking his head. The antelope chuckled, gripping it at the base.

“Don't worry. This isn't going into you. Not yet."

“How…what…what are you?"

“I am Nyrii."

“But…but what…"

“I'm the guardian of this little forest…and you've started to piss me off, little human."

“I'm sorry," Zach said, shaking from head to toe. “I didn't know. I didn't mean to."

“Oh, but you meant to. If you knew I was here, and that was the only reason you didn't do something, you'd still be bad-off. Doing it at all…"

The antelope smiled, pinning him in place with one hoof. He struggled to get out from under it, but she applied her full body weight for a moment, and it cut off all air. That made him go still, at least for now.

“Good boy."

“Mmmph."

“Now…"

She looked him over, and he wished that he was just drunk, just hallucinating what he was seeing over him. If fucking only. There was no chance that this was just something that he was imagining. Not when he was feeling all the other sensations. Not when he was smelling her and seeing her and feeling her all at once.

She rolled her hoof slightly, allowing him to sit up. He did so with thanks, and she chuckled to herself.

“I think that you're going to be a good little ass-toy for the night."

“W-what?"

“If you want to avoid any further punishment, though, I would suggest that you start getting a little more willing. After all, I could do a lot worse than just take you for a toy for the night."

“I…"

“Unless you want me to make you a cock-sleeve instead of an ass-slave?"

“…"

“I thought so."

Nyrii, as she named herself, turned around again, running her hand along her ass, holding it, caressing it, squeezing it. There was just enough cushion back there to make it bounce when she groped and teased it, and he shivered as he imagined himself lucky enough to be on top of that. She loomed so far over him that he knew that he'd need a booster even if she was in a doggy-style position, but still…

He tried to reach down to grope himself, but she stopped him, grabbing his hand and pushing it back from his bulge.

“I didn't give you permission for that."

“Sorry. What…what do I need to do?"

“Well, first…we're going somewhere more private…"

Zach had just enough time to look up at her before she sat on his face again. This time, he was shoved so far between her ass cheeks that there was no chance in hell that he could escape, and he slowly dropped back into the oblivion of sleep as the musk and lack of air dragged his brain into darkness.

#

He woke up with rock under his back rather than earth, and he groaned as he realized just how uncomfortable it was.

Then he realized that his face was still buried in ass, mostly because of how quiet his own groan had been. He reached up, pressing his fingers against the cheeks, and he felt the muscles in them twitch slightly. Nyrii must have realized that he was awake.

“Oh, finally."

The weight on his face lifted slightly, and his nose no longer felt vaguely crunched as it had been. He groaned under his breath, tried to reach up to rub his face, but then the antelope pushed back a bit more, covering it again.

“Did I say that you could move?"

“…No."

“Then you don't move."

“Mmph. But –"

She pushed back again, this time pulling him between the curves of her rump much more aggressively. He gasped for breath, flailing slightly as he felt his nose pressed right up against her pucker, the hot, sweaty flesh rubbing against his cheeks and his nose and his lips. The smell of hot, bitter ass sweat was staining his skin from the bridge of his nose all the way down to his chin, leaving nothing behind but that.

“I told you. You don't do anything except what I say. I am your mistress tonight, and this is your punishment. One more act of disobedience, and we're moving from ass-slave to cock-sleeve. Do you understand?"

“I…I…"

“Do you understand?"

“I understand."

“Good. Now. Stick out your tongue."

Zach had never even gone down on Lila, let alone gone after her ass with his tongue. The idea of starting that for the first time with someone as monstrous as this, someone so inhuman, was as humiliating as it got. At the same time…

Well, it was hard to deny that there were some…some hot curves pressed against…his face…

[i]What am I thinking? What the fuck?[/i]

Yet, as he thought it, his cock still throbbed slightly, and as he breathed in her scent, it got hotter, harder still, pressing against the front of his pants in a whole new way. He groaned, trying to fight it, but there was no way for him to really stop. All he could do was keep breathing, sucking down the scent, feeling it run right down his spine and all the way to his dick, making it throb more, more, more.

He had no choice but to stick out his tongue if he didn't want to get butt-fucked, and he did as he was told. His tongue flicked out, and he immediately tasted sweaty fur, hot, musky, wet. He dragged his tongue through it, and he groaned again, feeling the tingle of pleasure running right down his spine and right into his crotch. His balls felt like they were swelling, growing larger by the second, and he shivered as he resisted the urge to thrust, to hump, to do something.

Yet, for all that he did his best there, he could feel Nyrii pushing back on him again, rolling her hips so that her ass slid back and forth along his face. One second, his nose felt like it was on the verge of sliding into her asshole, while the next, her hole was right down on his lips, grinding on his tongue as if it was her personal toy.

At this point, it probably was.

Zach did his best to keep his tongue pointed up and out, but the muscles were already straining at the back of his mouth, the human barely keeping up with what she was doing. She wasn't riding his tongue, but rather grinding on it, teasing it, playing with it to keep her ass happy. He didn't know what to say, what to do.

All he could do was keep his tongue out.

The smell, though, the thick, heavy smell of ass musk and the taste of her sweat and her…her hole, lingered. It burned in his nose, slathered itself across his tongue, and it was all he could think about. It was omnipresent, getting into everything, driving him up the wall and leaving him with nothing but that taste.

More, more, more pressed down on him, and he couldn't get away. All he could do was lick –

Yes, he was licking now, his tongue unable to keep itself just straight up. He licked across her fur, and then –

“Lick my ass. Worship it."

And then he was licking along her wrinkled flesh back there, thrusting his tongue against her asshole and tasting the sweat that clung to it. There was no horrible filth, none of the things that he had feared from an animal. She kept herself clean of that.

But of the musk…oh, the musk…

He groaned every time that he breathed in, moaned every time that he swallowed a bit more of her taste, her tainted taste. The musk and salt and everything else burned through him, warping him, making him want what she had to offer. He had no idea of how to deal with that, no idea of how he was supposed to deal with that and take it and do anything for her, but the more that he obeyed, the better it felt.

Certainly, his cock had never been harder.

“Mmmph…ah…"

He moaned under her ass as she pressed down a bit more firmly. It was heavy, a bit uncomfortable, but it was good at the same time, the pressure on his face making it clear that he wasn't getting up, that he was to be trapped there and enjoy it. That was right. That was all for the better.

Yes. He belonged there.

“Worship."

He moaned as he dragged his tongue up her ass crack, dragging it from her hole all the way to the base of her tail, and then did it again, and again, and again. He started to get used to the taste of fur, to the feeling of it on his tongue. It wasn't a bad one, and it was actually starting to get…

To get better…

His cock throbbed ever harder, soon darkening the front of his pants with pre-cum, flowing through his underwear and into his clothes. He couldn't help it. Each lick was sending a shock of pleasure right down his spine, burning through his humiliation, making it…making it amazing…

Making it all he could think about…

Making him a beast…

Zach couldn't even fight it. All he could do was keep following her orders, grabbing her ass, holding it against his face. He burned with an unknown humiliation, but somehow, that only made it hotter, made it better. He moaned as he nuzzled between the cheeks, worshiping the antelope woman with everything that he had.

She kept grinding on him until he was slathered in as much spit as he was sweat, and then, and only then, did she pull her ass off his face.

“Ah…ah…ah…"

He groaned as he managed to breathe something that wasn't ass-musk for the first time n who knew how long. The pressure on his face had been so intense that his cheekbones ached, and everything along the sides of his face felt pressured down.

Yet, his cock was harder than ever, and Nyrii actually reached down to pull at the zipper.

“What…what are you…"

“You learned enough to deserve a small reward…"

Zach blushed as his cock was fished out of his pants, his shaft already hard as could be, though it was so small compared to the antelope's shaft. The Talbuk straddled him, lowering her musky, spit-slick ass to his shaft…and then, she started humping back against it.

“Ah!"

He gasped as she slammed back the first time, grinding on his cock, hot-dogging it between the cheeks. His eyes went wide as he watched his shaft disappear between the furry cheeks again and again, feeling his own spit-lube making the process all the hotter. He arched his back against the stone floor, trying and failing to thrust.

“Ah ah. I said, this is your reward. You will stay still, or you stop getting it."

“Mmmph…"

Zach obeyed. After all, he wasn't sure if that threat about becoming a cock-sleeve was still active, and if it was, he didn't want to lose his anal virginity to that monster.

As soon as he went still again, Nyrii went back to grinding, rolling her ass cheeks up and down his cock. There was something intense about it, something that was blowing his mind. For all that she was soaked with spit down there, it offered more friction, more texture than getting a titjob would have done. And he had gotten those from Lila, so he knew what he was talking about. He groaned as he rolled his head back, clenching his hands into fists.

His cock was so small between her ass cheeks that it was all the more humiliating for that, and he could feel his tip pushing against her pucker again and again and again. He was coming so close to being able to fuck her, but he knew that she wasn't going to let him go that far.

“That's it. Just let out all that seed. Let it all out, and then we can get back to work."

He shivered. Just like that, he was reminded of what else was waiting for him when he was done humping her ass. One orgasm, then back to ass-slavery.

And then, what next? What else would she do to him? How far would she take it? How far would he end up going under her ass?

Zach whimpered, feeling the soft, smooth fur slick with spit rubbing up and down his cock, teasing him, her balls swinging down and batting at his ever so slightly, reminding him what was on the other side. He had to obey, right? He couldn't just hold back, even though he really wanted to.

“Cum…if you know what's good for you."

Zach knew the tone when he heard it. There was no turning it down, not if he wanted to avoid getting his ass split open right then and there. He bit his lips, wishing that he had the stamina to hold back, or the courage, but –

“NNNNGH!"

There was not enough of either. He arched his back, cumming hard, squirting his seed over the Talbuk's ass. She wriggled her hips back and forth, smearing it further and further between the cheeks, rubbing his cock up against her hole again before dropping her hips down and rubbing along his balls.

It was just humiliating enough to keep him hard. Somehow, the humiliation had become key to his arousal.

As Nyrii stood up, he could see the glaze that he had left across her ass cheeks. It was one hell of a mark, though he could still smell her through it rather than just him. He blushed as she looked down at him, and looked away as soon as he could.

“Learning," she teased.

“…Trying."

“Good."

And just like that, she sat down again, this time driving both his seed and her ass into his face. The pressure was back, and his cheeks felt like they were on the verge of cracking already, pressed down with such a big, round ass against his face.

“Now, get cleaning."

“Mmmph?!"

“I gave you a reward, and now, I'm giving you the chance to earn a new one. You better keep working hard, human, or you might end up disappointing me…and a disappointed guardian is not a good thing."

He shivered at the implications and dragged his tongue deeper into her ass. He didn't know what he was expected to do from now on, but he hoped that it wasn't going to be too much worse than what he had already done.

He also hoped that Lila was sleeping deep, wherever she was. If she found out that he was gone…

If she decided to come after him rather than calling a ranger…

[i]Fuck…fuck…[/i]

There were plenty of things to worry about, but the ass in his face was still the biggest one. He needed to keep Nyrii satisfied if he wanted to keep her cock out of his ass, and that? That had to be his biggest focus right now.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: A young man goes hiking with his girlfriend, but after they set up camp for the night, a rather perverted 'guardian' comes down to take him in hand. It ends up being rather…raunchy…for him.

Tags: M/Shemale, Male/Shemale, talbuk, antelope, human, size difference, musk, facesitting, face sitting, face-sitting, humiliation, domination, femdom, sweat, tease, orgasm, cum, grinding, hot-dogging, corruption, miniseries,