# I Came Back Author: TheSignalRemains Tags: Biting, Corruption, Cowgirl, Forest, Heterosexual, Interspecies, Licking, M/F, Monster, Mythological Creature, Predator/Prey, Rape, Riding, Rough, Rough Sex, Sex, Yiff A hiker runs into something horrible in the deep dark woods. \>it had happened 6 months ago \>you were out on another multi-day hiking expedition when you began to notice strange tracks \>you had brushed it off as a bear or a moose \>what else could leave such big imprints in the earth \>then, you had found a mangled, dismembered deer \>or at least pieces of one \>that was a bit more disturbing, but you had rationalised it as scavengers \>besides, you were carrying a revolver for exactly this purpose \>if a predator or ornery moose came after you you'd be prepared \>that's what you'd thought \>in the end it hadn't helped \>later that night, sitting at your campfire, you heard the thumping of heavy footsteps and the guttural, laboured breathing of something that very definitely wasn't a bear \>coming right for you \>panicking, you had struggled with your holster only to have your gun batted away into the darkness with contemptuous ease \>then she was on you \>a fat, pallid tongue running over your face from behind a nightmare visage \>a massive canid/cervid skull, melded and warped \>stained, yellowish bone \>black pits for eyes \>and impossible rows of sharp teeth \>you had struggled, screamed \>it hadn't helped \>all you would later recall would be flashes of horror and shame \>as the beast's huge, meaty body pinned you to the floor of your tent \>it, 'she', stank of sweat and musk and dried blood \>you had nearly gagged as she humped and grinded herself against you, grunting and cackling \>her skull-like head and broad neck were wreathed in dark, smoky fur, while the rest of her body had a shorter, gray coat, almost like a dog \>as you had tried to push her off you you'd felt your hands sink into soft, giving flesh, only to find a core of rock hard muscle beneath \>she was built like some ogrish monster of ancient myth, hulking and fierce \>with deceptive gentleness she had yanked off your hiking trousers and underwear \>it was at that moment that the pieces had fallen in place \>you had thought you were about to be eaten, ripped to pieces like that deer \>the truth was worse \>a huge, clawed and knuckled hand had went between her legs and came back dripping and slimy \>she'd then rubbed it all over your face, letting out an oddly human giggle as she did so \>it was vile, the secretions of a monstrous animal \>she'd made you taste it \>you don't want to recall how it tasted \>you were still struggling at that point \>trying to punch, kick, bite to get this thing away from you \>she didn't like that \>she had growled, snarling, her massive hand around your neck \>you'd nearly pissed yourself as she bared her rows of evil, pointed teeth \>some still flecked with the dried blood of her last meal \>to your shame, you had stopped fighting at that point \>you had lain back and let her pull all your clothes off \>rubbing your cock with her rough paws until you were erect \>and then grappled with you on the floor of the tent, her muscular limbs entwined with yours, her musk rubbing into your naked skin \>and then she'd raped you \>bouncing on top of you, gripping your shoulders so tight she left welts and bruises \>her hips crushing yours \>her tongue lolled from her maw as she moaned, drooling all over you \>her puffy cunt so hot and warm you couldn't help but moan even as your mind recoiled in disgust \>you didn't last very long \>you came inside her \>but she kept going \>forcing you to kiss her, to taste her disgusting spit and bloodstained teeth \>digging her claws into your skin \>fucking you as you wept and begged her to stop \>your pleas only made her chuckle cruelly, the half-animal noise odd and unsettling \>by the time she let out a bloodcurdling scream and collapsed on top of you, finally satisfied, you'd came another two times \>you had lain there, crying, bruised and bleeding, while the monster had tried to nuzzle and cuddle you \>eventually, thankfully, she fell asleep \>letting you wriggle free and run, half-dressed, back through the woods \>now it's three months later \>you're sitting on your bed, looking at the black trash bag you'd dug out of your cupboard \>the bag containing the clothes you'd worn the day... \>the day it had happened \>you still haven't gotten over it \>did it really happen? would anyone believe you? \>you haven't been able to gather the courage to tell anyone \>you haven't been able to go out into the countryside or even think about sex without feeling ill \>you shouldn't be doing this \>you reach over, and undo the ties on the bag \>your hands shaking, you reach inside \>and pull out the sweater \>you press it against your face and take a deep breath \>you can smell it \>you can smell her \>you gasp \>your skin crawls \>but you need it \>you undo your pants and begin to rub your cock \>it's the only way you can get off \>you lie back, huffing the smell of the monster that raped you \>imagining her touch \>imagining her fucking you again \>you whimper as you buck and coat your hand in cum \>ashamed, you stuff the sweater back into the bag and bury it in the depths of your wardrobe again \>you can't keep doing this \>it's pathetic \>you can't even get a hard-on without thinking of getting raped by a beast \>her thick, warm body, her moans as she took you, the feeling of her claws around your throat \>you shake your head \>fucking disgusting \>you'll burn that bag \>you'll do it tomorrow \>you've said that before \>even managed to stay away from the musky clothes for over a week at one point \>but you always come back \>your troubled mind conjuring up images of the monster in the woods \>embracing you \>making you feel wanted \>making you hers \>part of you wished you never left her \>god damn it \>you need it \>god help you but you really do \>it's three months later \>after agonising for so long, you've finally worked up the courage \>you're standing in the woods again \>you've retraced your steps \>the soft autumn rain patters off of the canopy above you \>the sun is setting, painting the world in gold \>you're shaking \>your fingers are tingling \>she must be here \>right? \>you walk through the woods \>following the path back to where you'd set up camp six months ago \>now you're standing in front of the collapsed remains of your tent \>there's been no sign of her \>no tracks \>no devoured animals \>it's getting cold \>you're starting to doubt yourself \>surely she must be here \>was she even real? \>maybe you- \>a huge, muscular arm wraps around your waist from behind \>a snout of bone presses against your neck \>she hums contentedly, her massive claw resting directly over your racing heart \>"I-I came back," you say, your words catching in your throat \>"I'm sorry for running away, I'm-" \>she yanks your head back and opens her jaws wide \>and kisses you, cradling your head gently, her fangs pressing against your cheeks \>her fat tongue wrestling with yours \>tears run down your face \>you relax, surrendering \>you don't know much of anything anymore \>but you know you need her Source: https://sofurry.com/s/q1xY38Ze