The Red Hunter
[My first FanFic, wrote when I was a little tipsy from wine last night. Like an R-Rated Dr. Seuss and possibly some other style]
In the cold thick woods of an ancient land, a solitary hunter stood patiently. His breath, slow, his heart under control as he embraced this opportunity. It had been foretold through stories in the towns of yore that a simple hunter would capture the imagination of his prey. However, he was not concerned as the light of a full moon revealed the shimmer of his coarse red fur. On the prowl, he eased his hunger with bark of a fallen tree. Nibbled softly, nibbled slowly, just enough to silence the rumbling.
Indeed the small town had only need of this one hunter, a mighty force of nature of whom none had ever compared. Able to leap amongst the canopy of the trees they said in lore, and yet never provoking the leaves to stir. And the wind brought him news of the majesty of his endeavor, to end the starvation that plagued the land these past few cold months.
And begins the tale of the prey that gave himself away. It began when our hunter had the urge to go. Normally a hunter would not want to reveal his presence, but with his bladder about to burst he felt no other option. Looking around, in a sly mood, he crouched, letting out a steaming stream of his hot yellow elixir that stained the fallen tree with the force of his tincture. Surely the prey would desist its wandering of this desecrated place.
As our hunter, the town's hero, ventured on to pursue prey elsewhere, he heard but a smidgen of noise from among the brush. Instantly this hunter became cautioned in stride where his expert routine brought him out of sight. But despite glowing eyes that pierced the night forest air, the quiet lone creature did not make a stir. Shocked and amazed at the curious sight, the prey was but hugging this wet wood left behind.
The licking, the sobbing, oh what a sight, when a prey would desire what the predator left behind. "You are a curious fellow" said the red hunter, "but I must kill you nonetheless. The town is hungry, and has written this quest. I am not to return to the town, until I have food enough for at most a fortnight."
But again the prey went on licking and hugging, not terrified in the least. The red predator came upon him with a menacing grin, standing above him where the moon was not seen. Fangs dripping helplessly the red hunter began, a want, a desire to end his hunger pangs.
"I would want nothing more than to be a meal of yours, but first tell me red-colored friend, if there is more to life than hunting and gathering for your tribe." The red hunter was taken aback, in sheer disbelief, that this prey just inches from death would call him a friend. "Do not patronize me for I am no friend. I desire your head, nothing more need be said."
But there was something ridiculously wrong, with a prey that desired this fate in this way. The red hunter had to find out, as to why this prey behaved in this way. Not to mention he smelled strongly of pee, the great hunter proclaimed "I will let you dry of your horrid stench, and then I will eat. That will be the end." The prey answered confidently for one in his place, "I don't want to dry, in fact I want more. You are an interesting sort, quite lovely and beautiful, but does the town give you praise?"
This phrase riled the red hunters poise, "I am the beast of the town, I have no charm. And what do you see in me that they don't. I am the bringer of food, that is all."
It was the twinkle in the eyes, the coy look of the prey that captured the red hunter's attention that day. And he would listen to the words of this lowly creature. It is the beast that begets danger that one would normally fear, that brings comfort to another who cares to look deep.
The prey, enchanted by the beauty of this beastly form, was fixed eye to eye, in calm retrospect. "There has been no other hunter as charming as you. You're quite gifted, quite awesome, and I must say a hunk."
It was then that the red predators stomach gave way unto pangs, and he felt compelled to end it right there. With fangs over our prey so close to death, the prey admired his foe, "My what amazing breath you have, and solid teeth to boot. I'd be honored to be crunched and bit in two by you."
Again the mighty hunter was taken aback. He did not want to kill one who desired this act. He sat still with dripping fangs over his food, as the prey began to suck on a tooth. Our great hunter not knowing what to do, just stood back and let the mood come through.
So he thought to himself about this impossible prey, "I don't know what to do, this should not happen this way. If I go back to town they will send me away. I must find out quick what this prey desires to do. And do it quick, with the kill, and be home by dawn."
The prey, all but given up sucking the tooth, moved in closer to the red-colored one, bearing a menacing yet charming grin. "It is you that I want, it is you I desire. And this town you come from, do they bring you pleasure?"
The red beast knew not what to say; not how to respond, for it was an incredible sight, for pleasure he had received none. "They say I'm the beast of the wilderness, and that I'm alone. I hunt for food, that is my pastime. I have never known the pleasures of another, never gotten that close. But you are my prey, and you dare such a thing?"
"None other would give you the time of your life. This time is well spent, you will enjoy it alright."
The red hunter only knowing the duties of life, had never stepped back to enjoy. It was then that he reasoned what seemed a remarkable truth, "Teach me this pleasure, but then I must eat you."
"First tell me, what is your name. My name is Rainbow, and do I want you!"
"My name is Nanaki, my name given by birth, but the town of my birth has long since been gone. I have no family, no lovers, no herd. In either case, in any way, you can just call me Red."
And Rainbow began slowly to train Red, the chaste, the virgin who had never been laid. And Rainbow's paws moved closer to our great predator's sheath, and lapped up the dewdrops of the remaining sweet drink. "Never have I tasted something so unique, something so fresh and yet foul. I love it the same, and here's what to do. For the ultimate pleasure, will you let me suck you?"
Red knew what that meant, but could never believe, that it would happen to him; oh the relief. "You do not know how long I've waited, to relieve myself in that way. These paws of mine just aren't enough, to release, to explode that powerful seed stuff."
"Then we must take it slow, or you'll blow your load before I get done. Just lay back, and I'll show you this good time. First lets get you hard, and then I do more things divine. All you need do is relax, no need to reciprocate, no need to ask. I will do anything, for I am your slave. Your prey awaits you, to fulfill your every whim."
At last it was happening, at last it had come true, that Nanaki would get laid, would get sucked and have a mighty night. Then he commanded in his merciless voice, "suck" and then Rainbow followed in suit. He massaged the great sheath, and touched the large balls, until a tremor, a shake befell Nanaki at once. He grabbed Rainbow by the head, as in a great urge of desire, and proceeded to ram his head into his crotch.
Nanaki had become fully erect as he had before in his life, but this time he stayed hard, as he could finally release, to this stranger, this prey that desired his cock. But Rainbow was not too big, and Red's dick choked him quite a lot. With tears streaming down, and nowhere to go, Red had Rainbow in a vice-like grip held. Red continued to ram the prey's face, both to Rainbow's joy and disdain. And just before Nanaki was finished and cum, the prey said some words that were hard to discern.
"If you ass needs cleaning I will do it too. Before your wonderful pounding runs me through, I would like to return the favor to you." Nanaki knew not what this meant, but what he did know was that his anus had been itchy for a time. Then Nanaki, still hard as a rock began to shove the prey's face and sat down on the lad. The prey could barely breathe beneath this monstrous beast, but his own erection grew painfully long.
"Clean it, you know what to do" spoke Nanaki, "you've smelled long enough, now do as your told."
Nanaki raised his ass but an inch, to give way for Rainbow to bring in his tongue. And lick and suck, he did what he could, until Nanaki's red butt itched no more.
"You're very good with your tongue, very quick are you, but I must finish my cumming, and then finish you."
Then the prey could not help as Nanaki turned, and rammed his thick quivering member up our poor prey's ass. The pulsing, the pounding, oh it was loud. Rainbow felt sick, but it was a blast. Predator and prey in a loving affair. And prey could not help but succumb to the wrath.
And then it would come due, when Nanaki would cum, the first in a very long time. He took the weakened prey, and turned him around. He wanted to fill the prey's mouth with his spooge, to teach a lesson not to mess with Red. The prey obliged as best as he could, before swallowing what seemed like a liter or two. Full as can be, and fur soaking wet, our prey then became what nature intends.
"You have been so nice to me, that I wouldn't dare, to break a bone of your body so fair. So here's what I'll do, though I can't let you go. I thank you for the time you have given me, but we must say goodbye. It's been nice knowing you, and you'll be in my dreams. But to be sure that you'll never leave..."
It was an unfortunate sound, a squeak, a shiver, or perhaps just the wind. With this our story comes to an end. Red had swallowed Rainbow whole, to live in his stomach, for a few moments more. To nourish, to chastise, other prey half his size.