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Steam rose and wafted in the shower stall. Water loudly pattered and splashed as Aero sighed and hummed lathering and washing himself after the long plane trip.

“Germany, Belarus, Egypt THEN South Africa?" he scoffed, the numerous unnecessary stops in his trip had left him more than a little stiff and exhausted when he finally arrived home. It had taken over 20 hours in total as he sat stewing in numerous airport terminals waiting for transfer with hundreds of screaming and nattering strangers.

It wasn't as if he hated people or anything, but if he was interested in humans he would have gone into anthropology instead of zoology…Not that it hadn't given him some relatively amusing insight into social behaviors viewing the congregation of humans through the lens of a scientist.

Still, it was nice to be home. He had moved to the center of Africa with the love of his life and fellow scientist, Felicity. The pursuit and mingling of his two loves, Science and his sweet Felix in an environment he could truly savor, the thought brought a smile to his lips.

He lived on the edges of an urban settlement, in a rather luxurious abode with his future wife and current fiancé. He was as close to the necessities of urban development and the untamed wilds of sub-saharan Africa as possible. Bearing in mind his tiny suburb was part of a small community of scientists bought by and funded by the National Conservationist Society.

Still, everyone kept to themselves outside of work and even then scientists like himself weren't exactly famous for their sociability. Were it not for the summit in Berlin he was required to be present at as a representative of the NCS he would have been home and sharing time with Felicity or tracking animals in the savannah.

Speaking of…there was an important discovery that had been evading him for some time. He was eager to return before someone else beat him to it.

Wiping the condensation from the mirror he looked himself over. He was good looking, masculine and fair-skinned. He was a bit skinny admittingly, but rare was the scientist who was truly athletic. If anything he was just sinewy, in good shape from his constant excursions into the wilds without much fat on his form.

He wiped his brow, combing back his medium length dirty-blonde hair as his soft brown eyes trailed along his freshly cleaned figure.

“Today's the day, handsome" he chimed confidently to himself. Besides the delay from that dull summit of gesticulating geriatrics he was certain he had tracked down the source of a strange local phenomenon.

The locals believed it to be a nature spirit dissatisfied with the encroaching urban development. Aero, however, believed careless dumping of waste and viral agents from a recently defunct megacorporation that had initially established the region was the buried cause.

“Such rapid evolution would be impossible in nature unfettered. Not without hundreds of generations and thousands of years. Such a generational skip could only be placed on the shoulders of external phenomenon" he chimed in thought, imagined in front of hundreds of reporters as he presented his discovery to the world and established his name in the chapters of zoology.

“You've got this, champ" giving himself a finger-snap in the mirror as he dressed in a stylish navy blue skin-tight environmental undersuit. It was going to be one hell of a trip in some of the arguably most dangerous land the continent had to offer after all.

Heading downstairs to collect and organize his gear he spotted his lover in the kitchen, dear Felicity.

Her long red hair was disheveled, her glasses hardly able to remain on her face as she lazily chewed a piece of toast. She sat at the counter in a loose white shirt and pair of light blue panties, classic half-assed sleep attire. She never was much of a morning person.

“Morning, babe" he chimed as she mumbled a light grunt in response, her eyelids drooping with the weight of lingering sleep.

“Going to bring me more samples?" she muttered between a bite of toast and mouthful of coffee. The indifference in her voice contrasting her normally caring and confident demeanor.

“More than you know. I'm on the verge of tracking down that subject we've been searching for. Think you'll be awake be awake by then?" he teased to her shrug and yawn. “Anything's possible" she smirked.

“I'll send you a text when I'm on my way. Be sure to contact the media~" he winked, gathering his things and blowing her a kiss as he slung the heavy camouflaged pack over his shoulder and strapped his boots.

She playfully caught said heart, placing it on her toast and taking another bite to their shared amusement before he opened the door to a hot blast of the dry African air and was on his way.

~~~~~

It wasn't as if it was JUST fame and recognition that drove Aero towards his goal. As he thought to himself and hiked through the lush grass of the savannah. He surveyed his surroundings, so much untouched by man, a rare sight these days.

He was genuinely dedicated to the pursuit of conservation, a believer that humans could live in tandem with nature instead of against it.

If this expedition bore the fruit he expected, he would be one step closer to making a genuine difference. Protecting those who couldn't protect themselves from the indifferent march of man's technological development and insatiable greed.

The wind picked up as he covered his eyes, dust blasting past him while the merciless sun bore over his form.

Life was hard enough out here for the animals inhabiting it without competition from corporate entities and the ravages of pollution. And here it was more apparent than ever.

The focus of Aero's studies was none other than the spotted hyena. The local population was utterly decimated by the dumping of waste by said megacorp. All he needed was solid irrefutable evidence, and it was out in these wilds.

The vast majority of the population was annihilated, he had been tracking scent markers, fluids and tracks from a small clan that still survived out here. All he needed was a quality specimen that had developed antibodies to the manmade viral and toxic agents. A specimen that had survived the horrible and unstable mutations it had caused.

Thankfully Felicity was a microbiologist. They had been something of a wonder pair when they first got together. Aero the eager field researcher and Felicity the cogent and committed analyst. Every scrap and sample he had manage to cobble together these past months and have analyzed showed the same markers. The same chemical impurities in growing amounts.

Whatever small clan was out here had shown signs of adapting to the toxins. Genetic markers had shown dramatic growth in intelligence and likely size in one particular subject. Likely no more than twice the size or intelligence at best, but if the mutations were uniform it could be exactly what he needed.

A few locals and tourist vehicle with a small family had gone missing around this region. Ominous. It had lead to this area being sectioned off, enter at your own risk. This was also where the subject's presence was most significant.

While it was unfortunate that innocent bystanders had been gone missing with the subject as the prime suspect, there was no solid proof, not even tracks strangely enough but visibly disturbed dirt.

Still, he was quite a fair distance from his goal. A minimum of 3 days travel by foot and the terrain was too rough for unobtrusive vehicles. It was going to be a long trip.

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His first encounter was a mere 2 days into his trip. A massive silhouette in the setting sun lurked along the edges of his camp. The hulking shoulders and rounded flanks were unmistakable.

Yet when he rushed from his tent it was gone, little more than disturbed grass and turf. A thick scent was in the air, not unpleasant. In fact it was oddly enticing. The aroma was heavy, filling his lungs as he felt an unusual warmth in his core, earthy, dried grass and a pungent saltiness of musk that teased his tongue.

It was such a wild scent, the smell of an animal in rut or something close to it. But there was a light sweetness lingering within it, confusing his body as the pheromones filled him and stirred his maleness.

There were cackles in the distance, yips and barks as the grass stirred in his surroundings and darkness washed over the horizon.

Eyes glowed in the encroaching night, drifting around the outskirts of his camp but never approaching. A sign it was suicide to try stepping past the light of his campfire, a sign he was hunted or at the very least under constant watch.

He retreated reluctantly to his tent, watching the shadows circle and cackle excitedly. And yet, when that looming figure returned and stood near his tent, wandering along the entrance yet never passing the barrier…His heart beat not with fear, but excitement. More of that strange scent, so wild, a cocktail of pheromones and sweetness mixed with a choking masculinity as he swore the shadow towered over him.

Despite the pull he felt to step outside, to meet that silhouette, the figure distorted by growing shadows, he crawled into his bag and slept.

While laced with arousal, his dreams were pleasant. The barks, snarls and cackling drifted deep into the night and punctuated his dreams, but not once did he feel truly in peril.

When the morning came it was gone, he was alone once more. And like a ghost the tracks and signs of his quarry had vanished yet again. Perhaps there was more to the stories of spirits than he had thought, or at least a reason for them if the beasts had somehow learned to mask their tracks.

Not the scent though, there was the natural and musty scent of the beasts, but also that lingering musk like before assuring him he had not been alone. He had never thought Hyena's to smell pleasant, but something was entirely different about these ones. As though they had learned to properly groom, allowing their natural scents to escape and mingle with nature instead of cake and fester.

One would think any sane person would take the hint and run as far as possible. But Aero? No. This was the sign he was looking for, he was on the right track.

Sure there were deadly hyena's here, but not only had he prepared for that with an abundance of potent tranquilizers and some defensive gear. It didn't appear to him that he was prey, not in the conventional sense at least.

Hyena's were famously intelligent. Were they hostile he would be dead by now without question.

They wanted something. They were curious.

And without pause he packed up and continued. The large figure lingered in his mind. It had to be the light skewing its size. No predator could grow to that size. Even with the toxins and viruses ravaging and mutating them would it be so perfect.

The thought made Aero pause. Perfect? An odd choice of word to slip into his mind. Unscathed maybe, but a scientist did not believe in perfection, or shouldn't.

He couldn't explain the tension in his chest, opting to continue instead. He couldn't lose his nerve when he was this close.

The day was long, not a cloud in the sky as the sun beat mercilessly down upon him. Were it not for the suit dispersing the excess heat Aero was certain the vultures would have been eating his sundried corpse by now.

Again when night came so did the hyena's and their leader. That towering figure in the dark. They seemed to assess him as he nervously stepped into the night, recording their sounds, watching their obscured movements and breathing in that erotic and powerful scent that filled his camp with every light breeze.

They were a bit more bold this time, stepping into the light of the fire but never closer. All of them were unnaturally large, easily 20-30% bigger than average.

Most seemed to suffer some minor deformity at the least. Unusual tooth, bone or muscle growth, large fatty lumps growing from one side or the other. And nearly uniformly they all had gravid bellies, looking almost pregnant as they seemed to bask in the heat and eye Aero with some form of excitement and interest.

The cackles seemed less intimidating now, more meaningful the more he breathed in that intense scent that assaulted and smothered him constantly. The light bitterness and saltiness on his tongue as his heart pounded in his ears and sent excitement up his spine.

He gazed upon the group who all calmly rested by his fire, simply watching, grooming or communicating with their cackles and whines as they made themselves comfortable.

It seemed they were waiting, and it soon became apparent for whom.

Trotting calmly into the center of the camp stood a goliath of a Hyena. 8ft tall on all fours, 12ft long. Massive shoulders towered and flexed as its smooth grey and black fur rippled over an excess of refined and firm muscle.

It looked like a hybrid of striped and spotted Hyena. The imposing shoulders and long thick neck of the spotted variety, yet the toned flanks and long glorious black mane of the striped species.

And the eyes, a deep hypnotic blue that fixated on Aero with an unnatural intelligence.

Any doubt of gender was seemingly removed the moment it approached. His firm and powerful flanks and thighs did little to hide the absurdly huge black scrotum carrying two fat testicles the size of prize-winning watermelons. A thick tuft of tan fur than ran down the base of his cock, along the crease of his nuts to his luscious rear, seemingly collecting the copious sweat and perspiration that dripped from his generous package and steamed in the cool air only adding to the intoxicating scent permeating Aero's mind.

A thick leathery sheathe concealed his maleness, the crimson tip peeking from the generous sleeve of wrinkled leathery flesh to drool a copious stream of viscous pre rolling gingerly over his endowment and soaking into that perverse tuft to preserve and proliferate his scent.

Everything about the beast screamed power and virility. There were no imperfections to his form, his muscles firm and symmetrical, his fur looking (strangely) lovingly groomed as he calmly stepped forward.

The difference in size only grew more apparent the closer he came to Aero, the sheer majesty and power of this imposing feral creature the size of a young elephant as he growled huskily and towered over the stunned and shuddering human.

Real fear finally pierced the fog of lust filling his mind with each lungful of pheromones. The heated breath of the beast pouring over him as he caught sight of its immense package throbbing with excitement. The pungent reek of cum and sweat was intense now, the raw scent choking out his breath until his eyes watered from the smothering heat and musk of the imposing animal. An aura of dominance and virility practically weighing him down.

The beast stepped forward, the light mixture of sweetness blended with the rank saltiness of cum and sweat leaving his body hot and confused as he stumbled backward, falling to his rear as his heart stalled in his chest.

He had been a biologist for years, lived near lions and alligators, swam with sharks. Yet nothing instilled a chilling fear and dominating presence in him like the Alpha Hyena before him.

The massive paws of the majestic and hulking beast were soon at his sides, trapped between the powerful limbs of the alpha predator as it leaned downward.

His head was forced upward, to gaze into the beasts eyes. He swore nothing could shock him from this state…only to be proven wrong.

His lips were soon against the animals own, the breath washing over him as he paused, wide-eyed before a massive slimy tongue pressed against his lips, forcing them apart and vying for entry.

He flinched, trying to pull away only for a firm growl to rumble through his form as a single massive claw to pressed gently to his chin. The threat was clear as Aero shuddered and opened wide for that intrusive muzzle.

A pleased murr ran through the Alpha's throat before the mass of thick tasting muscle pushed past his lips. He gagged, the massive intruder slathering his tongue in its own bitter saliva, the heat of its breath filling his lungs as his hands trembled. He found himself gripping its mane for support, unsure what the hell was happening, being frenched by a massive mutant hyena before it slithered deeper and teased the back of his throat.

Aero could only grunt and suck, forced to submit as his throat bulged with the animals writhing muscle, pumping deeper as he coughed and gagged, struggled to swallow as it pumped its eager tongue in and out of his throat. Each shove and slurp forced him to swallow more, the share deeper breathes and grip that silken crest of fur on its chest. The horny beast was crushing Aero's own wriggling muscle as the wet slurps and grunts of their perverse act sung through the area for all the lesser animals to watch with amusement and lust.

He wanted it to stop, the feeling so alien he wanted to wretch, yet his body wouldn't allow it. Each time he swallowed he felt weaker, his throat relaxing allowing his captor to kiss deeper as he was forced to swallow and suck on its immense slimy tongue and beg for its breath to fill his lungs as it licked and stirred his windpipe.

His vision grew hazy, though he struggled for oxygen he knew he was getting enough. The kiss was growing more passionate, confusion pooling in his lust-addled mind as the animal demonstrated it's skill in oral affection. The licking and kissing was so deliberate, sucking and pumping to make him taste and feel everything until a weak shameful moan escaped his plugged throat while his cheeks bulged and eyes watered.

His submissive whimper and trembling grip stirred his lover, a deep rumbling growl escaping its throat and shaking his core. The thick meaty muscle slowly withdrew, soon just the tip kissing Aero's tongue as a hot breath washed over him.

He swore he could almost see the smug grin on the Alpha's face as he tried to recover from the passionate French. He wanted more, even that bitter saliva was so enthralling now as he whimpered and suckled on what was left.

He couldn't believe what he was doing, but his body ached for more, to be touched in a way nothing else had before. His mind was hazy from the limited oxygen, the constant smothering of pheromones and tainted breath of the large animal forcing itself on him.

With an approving growl the Alpha's tongue surged forward once more, no mercy this time as he forced himself deeper into Aero's unprepared throat. The humans eyes went wide, the loud squelch and pressure flooding his esophagus as he hardly managed to squeak out a strangled gag and clenched tuft's of while he helplessly swallowed more and more intrusive tongue.

It was only when the Alpha slithered into Aero's stomach, popping past the rim and making him strain as though it were popping his cherry did the massive beast stop and savour his new pets hopelessly stretched out sleeve of a throat. Aero could only groan, a final shameless moan as the throbbing and mind pain mingled with the slickness and heat of their extreme kiss.

Aero gripped his assailant, watching them finally pull back, sliding more and more tongue from his throat, gazing at each foot of thick muscle until it finally popped out with only thick strings of saliva between them.

No less than 2 feet of thick bestial tongue had been invading his throat, slathering his insides and forcing him to swallow and memorize each inch as his heart pounded and maleness ached.

It was almost absurd to think he was turned on by the violation, yet he was hard as steel. His member was easily outlined against his leg, throbbing against the suit as he caught his breath and looked into the smug gaze of the beast above him.

It wasn't over, his grip was firm on the animals fur, only making it easier when it stepped forward causing him to slide between its legs and stare at the red pulsing tapered cock drooling in front of him. Steam wafted from the exposed shaft, little more than half this monstrous length had to give had escaped its sheathe, but he was undoubtedly as aroused as Aero by the intense tongue play.

What the hell was happening? This was way beyond normal behavior, he was being seduced by an enormous mutant hyena. A MALE hyena. The thought caused him to shudder, an insistent thrust from the beast above shook him from his reverie and shock while thick strings of hot bestial arousal splattered over his chest and belly, the warmth soaking into his skin as he shuddered from the sensation.

Claws dug effortlessly into the tough soil under him, a deep growl ordering him to get to work as Aero hesitated.

While he had no real choice to begin with, it was still made for him. The beast grew impatient as Aero sat staring at the massive glistening tool, feeling it's heat, inhaling the intoxicating fog of lust pouring from this beasts genitals while he marveled at the glorious length.

A thick paw pressed to his back, shoving him forward until he squished against the shaft. A light gasp and gag escaped his throat, breathing deep until the copious cock fluids poured downward and over his lips. His face was ground into the beastly tool, forced to breath deep, to taste and feel every slick inch whether he liked it or not.

His heart pounded in his ears as he sputtered, tasting the dense salty fluids, the light bitterness that stained his tongue and fluid that filled his nostrils as the horny Yeen began to gyrate its hips and scrub his rank sexual juices into Aero's trembling form.

The overstimulation left him helpless, only grunting through the wet slurps and squishes as he was used like a dick rag, his arms meekly hugging the towering shaft and earning an approving growl as he felt the warm ooze of cum and lust pouring down over his shoulders in a shower of depraved pleasure.

Aero groaned in his hot daze, his limbs weak, his senses numb as each fresh thrust sent shivers through his body. He was gradually soaked in his new masters fluids, marked with the stench of cum and dick sweat trapped in this beasts sheathe and scrubbed deep into his exposed flesh.

The alpha crooned with pleasure, huffing as his massive tail beat the dirt. His subordinates watched with amusement, their own fat and twisted cocks drooling over the soil and gradually turning it into a damp and musky swamp. He was a spectacle, a tool for their clans amusement.

The very thought, the stimulation, the forced overpowering taste and heavy stench of trapped musk filling his senses.

It was shameful to even think of it, but as the tip drew close to Aero's face, a dense wad of cum soaked his expression, clinging like putty as he gagged and coughed. The last taste, the shameful mess he had become sent him over the edge as it oozed over his tongue.

His new master came over him, a rumbling howl piercing the night and he was washed in a baptism of thick hyena semen. His muscles tensed, he squeezed the turgid beastly tool molesting him, his legs strained and abdomen clenched as he was overwhelmed in the wash and growing layers of heady animal sperm. He failed to stop a lewd and submissive moan, his mouth open to taste the next mouthful of filthy animal cum packing his throat as he came with his new Alpha. His muscles working in tandem as he emptied his own load in his suit, cumming harder than he thought possible as he was used and degraded in front of the clan.

As the dirt beneath them became a steaming mire of muddy cum his captor finally seemed satisfied to let him go. Aero falling onto his rear below the massive studly beast with a splat feeling each thick stream of hot cum that drenched him, coating every inch with a rank splatter of fresh beastly sperm to stain him in the stench of his new alpha's seed.

The immense tool still hovered over him, pouring like a stream as the brute washed his new pet in his cleansing lust. Nothing was left sacred, even the inner layers of his suit soon feeling the slick oozing warmth as it seeped into every seam and scrubbed the fluids deep into Aero's skin, a virtual bath of hot Hyena love.

In his half-daze below the lustful beast, Aero could only swallow the thick globules of cum that slimed and coated his insides. The intense high of hormones and pheromones overwhelming his body with the realization of what was done failing to wholly register in the forced euphoria.

The thick teeth of the beast were eventually upon him, seizing his scruff via the suit he wore as he was lifted by his new master, carried like a prize into the dark of night by his new clan.