Fields of Ruin
Story © me, 2007. Not that anyone would want to steal it anyway. This is a short, quick and dirty story used for two purposes. Firstly, i need to write something, as i haven't in a long time and i need that to get some fixin'. Secondly, i will unabashedly admit that i wrote this while absolutely horny. It'll probably get deleted when i next run across it but i thought i would submit it anyway, as i never submit anything i and need to stop hiding everything just because i think its crap. The general synopsis of this tale is simple, its short, and rough, and its mostly sex, if you're looking for character development, don't bother, if you're looking for some fapping (as the kids say) material, give it a skim over and see if its your thing. Be warned, its quite graphic, and a little brutal. If thats not your thing.. try it anyway and see what it does to you, if you get wet, or hard, its for you, and its all fake so there is nothing to be ashamed off. If you ran out and reenacted it to the letter, well, you're a freak and i take no responsibility for your crap.
- * * Katri knew that she should have listened more to her father. The entire tribe was warned that they should never venture beyond the eastern walls. That beyond those walls lurked evil and bestial creatures, and he was right. It was just going to be a short trip, to see what she was missing, when kati wormed her way through the small hole in the stone wall. She has torn the thin leather dress on her way out and had, at the time, worried about the scolding she would get from her mother. She had torn it much worse in her flight, but she didn't even think about it anymore, she had bigger things to worry about now, much bigger. As if the very thought of her problem made it real, she could hear it coming and cowered deeper into the bushes, she could literally see the wall and it made her hearth thumb in her chest. To her fear, it seemed as if her heart beat in time with the heavy hoof-beats that thudded in the forest undergrowth. She knew she was, somewhat, safe in the trees, they could not get in easily, but she could not stay forever. Just as she was thinking about leaving the underbrush and making a run for it, the huge silhouette blocked the light and caused her to jerk herself back into the bushes, fingers pressed to her mouth to stifle the gasp of surprise and fear. The shadow was huge, much larger than she was, much larger than any true horse she had ever seen. The body of the creature reached past her shoulders, and even from there extended the half-body of a human. Legends say it is a cursed person, punished for some sin of their past lives. All Kati knew is that she would be killed or eaten or something worse. The horses mane fell from the horses shoulders, but it extended up the mans back, crosses broad and powerful shoulders and ended atop his head. She knew it was a man even if she hadn't been close enough to almost touch the huge, throbbing member that flopped and bounced against his belly, between the powerful equine flanks. It had to be over a foot long, easily. It made her feel sick to her stomach. Kati knew what that other thing was. There were no female centaurs because all births were via the rape of human females. She was young for a female, barely seventeen, but that was breeding age, and tales said they could smell it. Terrified and trembling, she watches the huge figure stop, turn first one way and then the other, that horrible member dripping thin, vicious fluids to the grass below. Barely risking to breath, Kati waited.. and waited, and was finally rewarded as the huge beast continued past her. Then she waited some more, waited until she could see the dark shape disappear around a grove of trees. Gourm just knew the little whelp had come this way, but the horrible, harsh scents of the forest blocked out even her sweet tang, and the wafting scent of fear that followed her. The more she ran from him the longer it took and the longer it took the more he ached to claim her. For a moment he thought he scented her beyond the grove, but even as he rounded the first tree the wind shifted once more and he caught her scent. Sweet and enticing. Whirling on his back legs Gourm swifted rounded the trees once more to see the little creature more than a hundred yards away, but less than a quarter of the way to safety. Taking off at a gallop, his heavy shaft thuding against his belly and only increasing his arousal, Gourm swiftly gained on the little creature. The images that raced though his mind as he charged towards her would knock dumb any human, but Gourm was not human, and his lust was just as inhuman as he was. Kati ran, and she ran. Her legs already burned under her, but at the sound of galloping hooves behind her she managed to get a little extra speed, this was nowhere near enough however. Even as she felt her legs would give out beneath her she felt the presence looming behind her. kati opened her mouth to scream, but all that got behind her lips was a shrieking 'No!' before she was silenced with a heavy, calloused hand. The huge bulk of the creature would have knocked her flat had a heavy arm not caught her under the arms. Spun with the force of the creatures turn she was quickly pulled around and taken at a gallop back towards the trees, but not before, past outstretches arms, she saw the shapes of humans on the walls. Through the tears she could see her people, but they could do nothing to help her. Gourm was couldn't be happier, he could have cum right then and there but he wouldn't waste it, not like this. The little thing squirmed and thrashed in his arms, but she was no match for his strength. He took great delight in the way she started to thrash even harder as they vanished between the trees. Hiking her a little higher, Gourm could whisper in her ear, his voice harsh and barely human "You put up quite a chase, i might even try to keep you alive.. maybe" While Gourm thought it funny, it only caused a muffled shriek in the girl. It only made him laugh While Gourm laughed, Kati screamed inside and out, her mind was almost numb, she knew wht was going to happen, she prayed she would be eaten, but she knew thats not what was going to happen, she felt dead inside, like she was going to be sick, like she was going to crack into a hundred, thousand pieces. For a moment she thought she would be too numb to care, but when she came back to herself, finding herself hitting a large fallen tree hard enough to knock the wind out of herself, she knew it wasnlt going to be her luck. Letting the girl fall heavy, Gourm just snickered. With a hand between her shoulders he literally ripped the dress from her back, strips of it falling away from the main swatch, which he tossed onto his wide equine back. The strips he had a use for. Before the girl could even catch her breath, he had her arms secured behind her back. Taking a short step away he watched her for a moment. It had taken him days to find this fallen tree, the perfect hight for him, and she was an image. Thrust over the wooden brace, rump in the air and legs kicking he could feel his need swelling. She would start screaming soon and he knew then, he wouldn't be able to resist any longer Kati did start screaming, almost on cue. First it was 'no no no' then 'please god' then just sobbing for awhile. The screams came back, it was almost as if someone else was doing it, because Kati didn't feel like she could not be screaming, even as her throat burned from it she couldn't stop. Not until she felt that huge, inhuman head wedge itself against her, feel that huge form tower over her, the heavy weight of it almost crushing her against the tree beneath her stomach. What really stopped her screaming was the feeling of that gigantic head against the Wrong Hole. "Oh god no, not there, not there!" Kati screeched, if she had no choice, she would at least not suffer that. Gourm just laughed at her, Kati could feel the deep bass of it in the heavy equine chest, he pushed himself forward a little, felt her body move under him, felt that tight back passage give a little, heard her scream all the louder for him to stop. Laughing again, he backed away a little and lent himself down on her back, he had to be careful, their fragile bones tended to snap under too much pressure, but he had to hold her still, he had a lot of practice with this. All it took was one, long, slow push of his hips. He couldnt go too fast or he would rip her open, too slow and she might wiggle free, it was a delicate balancing act that he had down to a T. Gourm could feel that tight, warm opening of hers slowly succumbing to the heavy pressure of his member. By now, Kati's begging had turned to wordless, animalistic grunts and groans. Gourm loved this part, the initial entrance, before they are stretched out, feeling that tight, hot hole stretching around him, like a hot vice around his member. He kept pushing, slowly inching his way forever, every inch forced a grunt of a squeal from the creature under him. She was a good one, he managed a little over half his length before he hit bottom, the force of the strike caused her to wail and spasm, her muscles going crazy around his shaft. Kati was having somewhat less fun than Gourm. The initial pressure, the initial force that he used to get inside of her ripped her open. She could feel her lips spread then split around his head. It burned as he tore his way in, but once the head was past that initial opening it was a little better, until he started forward. Kati has nothing to compare it to, like she was being split open from the inside out, like a white-hot metal rod had been jammed into her inside. It wasn't tearing, or ripping, it was burning. She felt her muscles stretch and strain as her inside burned from the length shoved into her. Every slow inch was agony, but when he bottomed out in her, she thought she would die, she would have been sick had she anything in her stomach. Kati's body rocked under the pressure and her stomach heaved. She tried to scream but only a broken wail emerged, she tried to move but nothing below her ribs would listen to her. Then he pulled out. It was like broken glass being pulled through her insides. The head of his huge member never left her, and his long, slow thrust shoved into her with the finesse of a charging bull. Gourm thrust. He was careful not to rip too deep but he made sure to put power behind it, he didnt need much. She was so tight, so hot and wet, a sure sign she liked it, as all the little human breeders did. One thrust after another shove his member into her, his grunts and moans quickly filled the small clearing and blocked out her sobbing shrieks or whimpering grunts. With the little human's fight gone from her Gourm's thrust grew wild and untamed, his powerful rocking causing her light body to jump with each pump of his hips. The tight vice of her inside gripped him till he could take it now more. With one harsh thrust, hard enough to pull a scream powerful enough to mingle with his bestial roar as he reaches his peak. A literal flood of heat poured from him, quickly overflowing from the small human and slashing to the ground, Gourm could not only hear it but feel it rushing along his throbbing, pulsing member. Quickly losing its power his member slipped from him and he took a step or two away to gather himself from his intense orgasm Kati was beside herself. The thrust left her senseless from pain and shock, she felt her whole body was on fire, when he emptied himself inside her it was like salt in an open wound. She couldn't help the howl that ripped itself from her throat, the spasming of her entire body on that monstrous cock. She felt him flood out of her, and suddenly the support he was offering was gone. Slipping from the log Kati landed in a heap on her knees. legs splayed and a literal torrent of creamy seed oozing from the gaping hole between her legs. One look was enough, the creamy white containing liberal coils of red and pink. The last thing Kati sees before shock, exhausted and blood loss take consciousness from her is that powerful and bestial figure standing over her, a proud and arrogance expression on his heavy, blunt features, his cock still oozing creamy seed onto the leaves under him