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There is a certain silence that fills the air when wind rustles leaves in the brush, a calm that will sink into your soul as if to whisper "come and be free" but, the hard sun beating down from the nearly cloudless sky proved otherwise for the ill prepared with the rocky landscape, and the little water not allowing for forests but several dense brush in the valleys we find our hero.

Rodd was more than prepared for this, our man of the hour a being of gangly hair under his wide brim hat, backpack laden with water, a feast, camping gear, and an emergency GPS all wrapped up weighing heavy over his shoulders and sweat soaked back. His boots had seen several hundred miles of trekking through this same landscape while his legs thanking him for wearing cargo pants instead of shorts; the brush is extra scratchy today on this less traveled route. His arms had their fair share of sunburn and this time coated in outdoor hiking long sleeve shirt and those hazel eyes scanning his rocky path. Had he set off at his regular time he would only starting the journey now, but Rodd is a man on a mission and his window of opportunity is closing rapidly, he had woken early enough to arrive at the national park before sunrise and managed to get himself hiking by the time the first rays crested the hills on Zion National Park. His target was a flat cave along Cougar Mountain that he trusts she would be visiting.

Between the hot sun and sweat through his brow while the low wind trying to keep him cool, his mind wandered to what she would look like up close. He'd always been fascinated by the Cougar, mountain lion, puma... so many names for a beautiful creation with her piercing eyes and dusty brown coat hiding from humans while being an apex predator staking her claim over some of this incredible range. It hit him during his adolescence seeing those high res images on the school computer; a solo hunter fending for her cubs, powerful neck and shoulders, and it stirred something inside him that no other human has before or since.

Of course he had to concede once it was clear none of his peers had the same inclination, so he played the part and made friends, tried lovers a few times enough to make his family believe he was trying to find a wife. Alas none of them had the appeal, or could replicate the feeling he'd imagine being with her, the coarse fur and strong tail, paws the size of his face that could gut him with a single slash-

"Oof!"

Right, daydreaming, that was what happened as Rodd's boot had collided with a rock on the trail nearly sending him to his hands and knees, adrenaline now making his chest tighten and his arms tingle. Maybe now was a good time to sit and snack for a moment under the midday sun. It is nearly lunch time after all. It had taken better part of the day slowly picking his way up the hill until he finally crested and found the cave again. This cave was mostly flat through thousands of years ablating the rock face and the sun baking the surface to give it a 'Pride Rock' feel with vantage to most angles and an amazing view of the stars, should the clouds stay away tonight. He had only a scant few hours of light left watching the last rays being cast after assembling his tent and rolling out the summer sleeping bag, and yoga mat. The risk of fire was too much to light anything and his camping light would have to wait.

It was now before the wind picked up that he would make his move and mark some territory to draw her closer. Rodd stood and approached the bushes to the left side of the cave, dropped his pants and finagled his recently developed sheath to spray and mark his scent all over, doing so to the right side as well. It was a mission working with a foreign penis considering he wasn't born with this one; that is thanks to a recent new technology developed by a crazy man with a dream: Technology to covert your genitalia to that of any desired species though temporarily: the more you use it the bigger the changes and the longer you hold off orgasming, the longer the effects last.

Doesn't matter how they did it, once his dream of being with a female cougar were all but squashed during his teens but this had given him hope and at a considerable cost. The insertable they had sent him worked like a charm and through trial and reading the manual, managed to sport an impressive male mountain lion sheath and balls, the feline cock adorned with short hard barbs that were exceptionally sensitive in his underpants. Once he had a fairly average human cock, now he was hoping to spend a night with her. He hadn't given her a name, there would be none needed but if all went right he would live his dream and be king for a day.

He stripped bare after the sun had set and no other hikers were seen down below, his body reacting to the risk of this evening and adrenaline again surging through him with thundering heartbeat and a hiss in his ears. By the time he had calmed himself down the moon had crested the hills to the east and bathed her in a soft glow; she had been watching him for some time and he didn't even notice her arrive.

Rodd, our gangly human with a feline scent to him, turned his head towards her and the two locked eyes for several seconds. What was her instincts doing to her? Which of the three F's would she apply; Fleeing, Fighting, or Mating?

Her head dipped and sniffed at HER cave, a few tentative inhales before she walked off to the side he had marked, turned her backside to it, raised her tail and followed suite sending a blast to mark HER place. She moved between him and his tent, behind his back to the other side and repeated, then closed in on him, her nose low to the ground, stalking this male.

Suddenly she was close enough to touch, so much larger than he realized and yet smaller than she could have been. Her head brushed to his shoulder and her ear checked his chin, her body smelling like dust and cat and feral, rubbing herself against him until she was turning her face away and presenting him.

Rodd was not ready to be marked himself with her scent, and the pungent odor made his eyes weep and his cock harder than its ever been before, lungs full of her scent making his head swim and his heart race. This was it, here she was, uncontested, in front of him, in heat, needy.

She had chosen Fucking.

Her backside presented and her front bent down to the floor, Rodd got up to his feet and frog squatted behind her similar to what any male of her species would do, except his opposable thumbs meant he could direct and point his cock to that very dark sex of hers. The tip hooking and finding purchase and a few tentative humps forward, the tip found its mark and he sunk an inch inward. She made a deep throated huff, as if chastising him for being an amateur while her hips moved back and up to guide him in, the unsure footing making him fall towards her and sinking all 4 inches deep into her. It was bliss, his balls hefting up his crotch and unloading a steaming hot jet into her.

The pair yowled as his barbs hooked her in all the right places, the pain turned pleasure and quadruples back to pain as he pulled out of her in a backstroke and falling on his butt right onto his yoga mat. He looked down, his cock red and angry and coated in a shiny liquid under the moonlight, while he watches her roll on the dirt like he'd seen house cats do. A very sexy, very large cat.

Quickly he scrambled for his camping light and white glow of filtered LED catching her eyes looking back at him with a glorious sparkle to them, and she got up, turned around and assumed the exact same position. Her tail flicked up and to the side, very interested in letting him keep going. Rodd approached once more with this time with better insight to what is needed from him. He slipped inside easier on the second take, panting hard as he finally got to see what a cougar looked like between his thighs. Her tail over his hip and her coarse fur under his fingers was divine and more than he imagined. The position was awkward but he managed to find a way to sink all the way into her while curling over her back some, rocking back and forth gently until the pleasure became too great once more and he pulled back, earning a sharp bark from her and intense pleasure through his groin and to his shivering legs. She rolled over onto her back, clearly high on the sex but far from complete. Unsure if this was an invitation he knelt again, this time driving into her from a different angle and sinking himself into her quickly. She was purring, her insides making gripping pulses along his shaft. And he was holding her hips to fuck her.

This time he didn't pull out, he grit his teeth and fucked through the pain, the two fighting for their lives as his perfect feline cock ravaged her hot velvet insides until she yelped and kicked him off, howling as she lay supine with her tail flicked and the perfect view of her backside pulsing from orgasm. He didn't realize he just needed the first try to succeed but he was craving his release like hers and dived after her, inside her in a flash as her orgasm massaged him so right that he let loose, balls deep into the love of his life with a cock he wasn't born with, seeding her with sperm he hoped would impregnate and quench her heat. It was seconds later that he pulled out slowly, the two panting hard after the multiple fuck sessions, collapsing into a pile of hot, sweaty, stinky lovers.

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Rodd woke hours later, naked, sore, coated in cougar fur and dust, smelling like a cat pissed all over him, and the sun blasting his eyes from the east. Still naked he had a quick snack of nuts, then spent the next hour getting himself wiped clean and packed up his untouched tent and sleeping bag.

He didn't see her leave in the night, not that she could talk to him but it felt that his task here was done, there was no point in staying around. It took several hours again to reach his car, driving home that night with nothing but the memory and a few scratches on his skin.

After that day the toy would never match up to a night with her and so was stored deep in several box layers that he never opened again, right next to a short newspaper clipping regarding the three new mountain lion cubs with hazel eyes seen in the park.