Many legends had surrounded the Primanursa Forest over the centuries since the local village communities had established themselves on the outskirts of that vast expanse of bountiful nature and fertile land. Some told of the ghosts of ancestors that wandered through the densely packed trees, whose whispers could still be heard in the dead of night to those caught in the undergrowth too late. Others said that powerful animal spirits protected the land, granting their blessings to mortals for them to thrive off of the land, in return for sacrifices, worship and respectful hunting of the local wildlife. 
Recently however, a rather unique legend had been accepted widespread; the legend of a feral beast that captured, manipulated, seduced and apparently ‘devoured’ any males that strayed too far into the forest. Unlike other similar tales, this one was not steeped in folklore or derived from a long and storied history, but the locals had very good reason to believe it to be true. 
After all, men really had been going missing in the Forest, for the last four months. 
Most of the missing men did eventually return, but when they did their minds were blank of all memories of their time away from their friends and families. Their expressions were vacant, and oddly enough despite the surely traumatic abduction they’d endured, their moods always seemed relatively docile, as if a great pressure had been relieved from their souls. 
As for the men that did not return, rumours were common as muck among the townsfolk, and none of them suggested that they’d had very pleasant fates. 
Attempts to document, capture or even communicate with the creature were met with sparse success; all that the villages had learned over the months since the abductions began was that the creature was strong, agile, ravenous and seemingly possessed of a colourful pattern along its’ coat. 
With nowhere else to turn and their best hunters, gatherers and leaders going missing every week, the villages had no choice but to seek help from the outside world...  

Tamati Kena had explored many exotic locales in his many years of globetrotting, and witnessed nature at it’s wildest and most beautiful. But he’d never seen a place quite as strange as the forest he now trekked through, slowly but surely. There were so few paths through the undergrowth that weren’t encroached upon by thorny weeds and menacingly colourful plants the likes of which bore berries and fruits that Tamati only knew it was best to avoid, or risk severe poisoning. The trees either stood tall and thick, branches stretched up and out into the skies as if celebrating their own triumph over the myriad other floral life spreading over the forest soil and competing for any and all sustenance, or wilted pathetically, infected by fungi and collapsed by the elements. The air was thick with an orchestra of bestial noises, mixing and bellowing over one another. Tamati could trace all manner of wild birds, primates and amphibians adding their notes to the ambience, but there was no small amount of strange new noises mixed in amongst them all. Perhaps, he wondered while ducking beneath the trunk of a dead tree to hack his way through more undergrowth, the beast he sought was amongst those weird and wonderful creatures hooting and chirping and cackling at him amongst the great green landscape, this interloper on their territory. 
“Sorry to cause a ruckus.” He hummed rhetorically to the forest and its’ inhabitants. “But I’ve got a monster to catch.”
The kitsune had long ago ditched his vest, and he’d left his hiking bag with the villagers before traipsing into the forest. The supplies were vital for the trip here, but in such thick aggressive natural territory as this, it would have just slowed him down, or worse still, made him a big, slow, easy target for the more ambitious predators lurking there. Besides, with the high sun beating down on him in thin beams of light peppered through gaps in the leafy canopy above, the thick yet pleasant heat felt amazing on his bare grey fur. 
The fit young kitsune had made some most unique friends over the course of his worldwide adventures, but never had he thought that he’d actually be beseeched by a community of aboriginals to act on their behalf after his arrival. He never stayed in one place for too long, preferring instead to stay just long enough to appreciate the sights, meet the locals, sample the cuisine, make some friends and admittedly, enjoy the company of some beautiful native women. But they certainly had presented him with a deal he couldn’t refuse; precious jewels, fine weaponry, the promise of being raised up as a local legend whose grand tale would be passed down through their generations and sung of in glorious song, and perhaps most alluringly of all, a full week in the company of a massive harem of the most enticing and fertile women from all the tribes. 
And all he had to do was find and slay some mysterious, elusive, apparently deadly male-hunting monster. Win-Win, right? 
With thoughts of his appealing prize running through the forefront of his mind, Tamati almost tripped up over a firm tree root jutting out of the ground, before stumbling back squarely onto his feet again, just barely avoiding a faceplant into a mound of what could only be the dung of some nameless wild animal. 
“Shit.” He simply snapped when he noticed a fresh, deep tear in his khaki trousers as well. Going through the forest topless for the sake of agility and comfort was one thing, but taking off much more clothing would surely have been at best pointless, and at worst idiotically dangerous. 
...Or would it? Tamati second guessed himself as he stepped further through the forest, more aware of every angle around his body than ever before. That tear was too deep and wide to fix with just a leaf or two tied around the fabric, and if any smaller creatures like insects, snakes or vermin crawled undetected into his pant leg, there was no way he’d be able to rustle about inside his trousers quick enough to save himself from a deadly bite or five. Previously his trousers had been tucked into his thick, hardy boots, specifically to prevent such creatures from creeping inside his clothing. But now that that had become hard to prevent, perhaps he had no choice. 
And hey, it wasn’t as though the locals ever cared much about hiding their genitals. When in Rome, and all. Or indeed, when in the forest. 
Tamati squinted into the distance and with luck on his side, managed to make out the bright glow of a clearing beyond the trees, not far ahead. With greater haste than before, he trudged towards the sunbathed oasis amidst the sea of trees surrounding it in every direction, as quick as he could without falling victim to another sneak attack by mother nature along the way. 
Luck was, for now, on his side, as Tamati breached through the thick undergrowth and felt a much more generous dosage of sunlight warming his fur. 
He sighed, stretched his pelvis and looked about the pleasant, if rather small clearing. The ground was still uneven with the bumps of thick tree roots beneath, and the wild grass grew just as carefree here as every other square foot of forest he’d explored that day. Yet he couldn’t deny the serenity and beauty of such a place, especially with the brash, exotic ambient sounds surrounding him. Bright, multicoloured flowers bloomed broadly in patches across the earth, and though the sun beat down especially hard and hot here, the last mists of moisture in the air from the last thick rain storm to hit the forest added a moderate humidity that made every breath of oxygen feel all the more rejuvenating. 
While smiling at the sights and sounds, Tamati smeared his forearm about his brow to wipe it as clean of sweat as he could. Which wasn’t much, considering the perspiration and floral dew already drenching the fur along his arm. Nevertheless, Tamati felt refreshed and relieved to have found a safer haven with which to sit down for a few minutes, re-gather his sense of direction... 
And finally strip out of his scarred trousers. 
Now that he had the space to move around, and was fairly confident that no beastly creature of any size was about to strike or slither within the gash in his pant leg, Tamati felt secure enough to unbuckle his belt and begin shuffling his pants down. 
The task was easier said than done, Tamati quickly realised however, when he tried pushing the fabric past his thighs only to struggle thanks to how sweat-moist and swollen his legs had gotten in the heat. 
“Son of...” He grumbled in frustration as he sat down to get a better grip. Only then did he start to succeed in slithering out of his trousers. Once he’d gotten both pant legs more or less past his knees, the worst seemed like it was behind him. 

That was, until Tamati saw a flash of brilliant stripy colour, and was throttled onto his back. 
The next thing he knew, he was staring helplessly into a pair of slitted, yellow predatory eyes. 

His brain struggled to catch up with time itself. The strange, sudden assault had happened much too fast for him to process anything about it, and now that his body was still again, only now could he properly start to figure out what had happened – was happening – to him. 
He’d been laid out on his back, that much was clear. His legs felt... breezy and cool. His trousers must have been forcibly removed. How that happened within the span of mere seconds was too boggling of a prospect for his already rattled mind to handle, so he shelved that concern for the time being. His wrists were heavy, constricted tight by a pair of what felt like smoothly scaled palms. So smooth in fact, with what must’ve been such tiny scales, that it felt more akin to warmblooded flesh than reptilian plates. And his view was obscured massively, the previous pleasant wash of sunbeams he’d felt before completely replaced by the shadow of something big and powerful and toothy and... 
And, with amazing breasts. 
“What the-” He mustered, before the great, buxom shadow above him had collapsed down with remarkable speed, comparable to that of the prowling predators he’d expected to encounter in the forest. Instead, a different kind of predator altogether had pinned him, and had began feasting on him. 
The fear of being eaten alive would have completely scared him stiff, were it not for how ‘uniquely’ this apparently humanoid beast had decided to devour him. 
Perhaps it just liked to toy with its’ food first. That was the only immediate explanation Tamati could consider as to why the beast was kissing him hard, with tongue probing past his jaws and tongue and even his tonsils, with a more talented tongue than any bestial foe he’d ever tussled with. 
How very cruel of this she-beast, Tamati thought while pushing his chest up into the pillowy breasts smearing over his fur, and kissing her back with aggressive growls. 
Hey, at least he’d go down fighting, right?! 
That was what he told himself even as the wild woman whipped her tongue out of his maw just as quickly as it’d invaded within, gasping in the process while a sticky bridge of shared saliva lingered between both their pairs of lips only to splatter down in a messy trail from Tamati’s lip to his neck. 
Tamati had no clue what lay in store for him next; nothing about this infamous beast, this devourer of men, had been what he’d expected. And even though the brave, experienced adventurer tried his best to expect the unexpected from that moment on, was occurred next threw his mind into further shock and awe. 
“You’re different.” The beast growled. “Geecku like you.” 
She relinquished her iron grip around his right wrist, instead choosing to rake her fingers down past his underarms and ribcage until she was gently, almost compassionately, caressing his cock. 
“Wanna fuck~?” 	
Her voice was husky but high pitched, like that of a matured alpha female from a pack of lions. Her lips curled and puckered, her face proving more expressive and sultry than that of any ‘wild beast’ he’d encountered in his life. 
Tamati gulped. He knew, even in such a dangerous situation, that this was his best chance to fight back; to escape; to do something, anything he could to subdue the creature and hopefully even still receive his reward from the villagers for bringing the beast to justice. His hand was freed, and all it would take was a thrown handful of forest dirt into the creature’s eyes to stun and perhaps even temporarily blind her. Then he could topple her over and strike. 
But Tamati didn’t do that. 
Instead of grabbing a handful of earth, Tamati grabbed a handful of the creature’s supple ass. 
“Sure.” He simply replied, with her wild, floral, intoxicating taste still dancing over his tongue. 
Maybe it was her flavour, that saliva and strangely rich bouquet of exotic fruity juices trickling down into his stomach, affecting his mood and already making his body burn with lust. Maybe it was her phenomenal sharp curves, her figure of absolute peak fertility. Or maybe he just couldn’t bear  to pass up this opportunity to ‘study’ such a unique specimen of local wildlife so thoroughly. 
No matter the reason, Tamati’s fingers clenched and groped widely across the woman’s sunny rear, his cock hastily and aggressively throbbing and growing to full size much faster than usual.  
Tamati licked his lips and relaxed his posture where he lay. The reward could wait. First he’d have to ‘subdue’ his prey... Or at least fight back, in the only way that made sense. 

The woman’s fanged smile widened and she arched her back, her fingers around his member suddenly becoming more forceful in how they tugged and aimed him north, until he was twitching against the slick petals of her sex. 
“Good boy.” She sang. “Geecku gonna treat you real good...”
This ‘Geecku’ wasted no time. With an expert swing of her hips and the slick, satisfying grasp of her folds around the first few inches of Tamati’s generous shaft, she sank herself down. 
“Mnnnff!” She moaned, loud and carefree. The noise sent a nearby family of birds fluttering out of the trees. 
“Fuck!” Tamati growled, head cast backwards into the ground beneath while his still pinned wrist struggled up into Geecku’s steely grip. Not out of resistance, but desire to sink his other palm into even more striped, succulent flesh. Still, the restraint was tantalising in its’ own way, and her pussy was more than snug enough to fan the flames of passion crackling in the forefront of his mind. 
By the time his eyes snapped open again, they were met by a ravenous stare right back from the woman slithering her way down his manhood. Between how Geecku’s tail swished like a metronome just behind her and the way her chest heaved with breasts pushed out proud and perky, she was too erotic of a sight for him to have dared even blink. 
With her pussy wrapped around his member, her palm was free to ruffle through his chest fur. Tamati muttered something that might’ve been heard as a ‘please’. 
“You gonna be good?” Geecku asked, her voice a little unsteady from her own pleasure, yet still slow and seductive. 
“Promise...” Tamati just muttered, his fingers playing from her ass to her thigh and back. 
“Good.” 
Geecku abruptly released his other hand, and practically shoved his chest down into the dew-moist undergrowth. 
“Then lets’ fuck!” She announced, right before beginning to do exactly that. 
Tamati wasn’t about to argue. Not with how amazing her breasts felt in his grasp, having reached up and grabbed them both right when Geecku began to gyrate and bounce on his lap. His fingers curled and tugged, hands pressing up and feeling the hardened points of her nipples stimulated by his palms. Once again he was struck by how soft and pliable her flesh felt; it was clearly not fur that covered her body, but no ‘lizard’ in the conventional sense could have felt this smooth, not moved with such slow and sensual fire. 
He chalked it up as one of many mysteries about this sexy beast of a woman that he’d have to research later, and instead of dwelling on what he didn’t know, Tamati instead revelled in what he did know. 
She was a fucking pro at this. 
“Fuck... Geecku...” He hissed, head reeled back and pelvis thrusting up as best he could, to meet the seductress’ borderline aggressive smacks down to the base of his dick. 
“Nnh! Yeah, that’s it...” Geecku stuttered out in reply. “You’re a real treat... Geecku was... getting bored of those freaky tribal guys... Geecku’s needed a good exotic cock for a long time...” She spoke clearly enough for Tamati to hear her just fine, despite the breathy pleasure she exhaled every time her hips would collide onto his with wet smacks and small splashes of pooling juices. Yet the man himself was too distracted by the tight, slick waving massage he felt within her female folds to truly take note of her words, let alone reply. 
But Tamati was not defeated yet, not by a long shot; he’d fought no shortage of mighty foes in his adventures before (granted, never in such an erotic way), and he didn’t plan on succumbing to her wiles. Even if his need for her was gathering more and more with each squeeze he made around her tits and each time his balls smacked the base of her whipping tail. 
So Tamati stood strong, groping and thrusting and taking everything the strong, wild woman had to throw at him, motivated by a burning need to win this ‘battle’ that blazed stronger than even his lust for her. That resolve was what drove him to finally relinquish his grasp on her chest and instead wrap his arms around her ribcage, clutching tightly and pulling her down, close to him in a sudden embrace.
“Woah!” Geecku instantly yelped in reaction. She seemed surprised, even impressed, with a murmur of a giggle escaping her lips when she tumbled down atop Tamati. Before she could regain any composure, Tamati gripped her tighter still, keeping her trapped temporarily while tugging her to his left and rolling his hips the same way. It took quite a bit of his strength with the girl’s weight on him, and her clawing hands were already beginning to playfully wrench into his chest fuzz; he knew he’d have to work fast to prevent her from rebelling and regaining the top position. Yet soon he managed to send Geecku tumbling onto her back, the grey kitsune’s body rolling with hers until she was the one laying on the forest’s grass below. 
Judging by the smirk on her face, the speed by which her legs hooked around his waist, and the hearty growl she let out when Tamati slid his hands down to her thighs for leverage, it didn’t seem to him that Geecku minded getting dirty. 
“Mnnnnh, Geecku *likes* you.” She husked. Her digits slithered past his broad, tense shoulders and around to his back, raking through his own dirt-stained coat like it was a fine shag carpet. With her head shaded under his mane, her eyes glowed an even brighter yellow. Her breasts cushioned his chest  with such satisfying heft that he couldn’t help but sigh a steamy cloud of needy breath down on her. 
“Thanks. Most ladies do.” Tamati teased, already pulling his hips upwards and starting to slap them down again, taking his turn to command their animalistic sex. “Just remember, you asked for this.” 
“Ooooh...” Geecku instantly reacted while arching her chest up into him, in reaction to his foreboding words and rigid thrusts. “Big talk, baby... Come on, then... fuck Geecku HARD!” 
Tamati helped himself. He would have done so regardless of her ‘invitation’, though. He was drinking in her scent, her tight wet pussy’s grip, her hot bright squishy thigh flesh, her wild exciting moans. Nothing could have stopped him from fucking her as hard as he was. He bared his teeth in a fierce snarl, the adventurer quickly becoming quite the animal himself while he showed Geecku how capable he really was at calling and raising her every erotic capability. 
“Nnnnh! Yeah, yeah! Fuck! More!” Geecku cried, her eyes shut but mouth hanging open, tongue lolling and breaths sharp and short. When Tamati wasn’t clenching his eyes shut to focus on pounding down fast, he would stare down at her passionately while rolling his hips at a slower pace yet which forced his cock no less deep into her quivering warm sex. 
While his balls spanked under her pussy with each downward pound and his cock throbbed each time he hilted, Tamati knew he wasn’t far from release. He did nothing to fight the urge, though. Not only was he certain of being able to carry right on after climax, but judging by her loudening moans, Geecku’s own peak was equally near. 
Besides, there was too much about her that he still wanted to enjoy, and surely this beautiful beast was the only one of her kind in the forest, if not the world. He wished to make the most of this chance. 
So Tamati embraced his own animal instincts and let his open saliva-moist jaws clench down into her neck. 
“Mrrrf! Fuck yeah! Let go, baby...” Geecku growled rebelliously, then taunted lightly. She scraped her hands all around Tamati’s neck and back, arms wrapped wide across him and pulling him down. Her efforts caused him to suddenly pound her cunt faster and harder, enough to force her back to rub along the undergrowth vigorously. It was a good thing, then, that Geecku enjoyed it so rough. 
By then, both of them were possessed by a mutual desire; to feel as much of one another as possible. His teeth sank down slowly, expressive of what little self control still remained in his mind. The taste of her flesh as his tongue lashed over his mouthful though... That sent his libido roaring into an inferno. 
“Ngggh!” Tamati rumbled out while still chewing hard into her. His member throbbed fiercely, every need fuelled thrust peaking with a twitch of his cock against one of Geecku’s most minute yet sensitive points within her tight passage. 
“Nhhaaah! In... me! Do it!” Geecku challenged him. Her hair was frazzled already, eyes aglow now that her climax was gathering so rapidly. Every haggard inhale she took was laced with Tamati’s scent, the cherry on top of the cocktail of sensations bringing her to bliss. 
When Tamati ruthlessly and suddenly hilted and came, his strong hands keeping her hips aloft from the grass and slapped to the root of his cock, even Geecku herself was surprised how strong her high was. 
“FUCK! NHRRRAAAAH!” Geecku roared, lingering high notes of a primal song that only such a carefree animal of a woman like her could have vocalised. Her nerves fried and her entire body quaked, limbs harshening their bind around the handsome grey kitsune as her insides desperately and gratefully received everything he had to give. With her eyes clenched shut and her view of him limited regardless from where he’d pinned her, Geecku relied on the sounds he made and the feeling of his cum gushing deep within herself to prove how good he was feeling as well. 
“NNNH! GEECKU!” Tamati had panted out, in near unison with her own cries. That, along with the fiercely pressurised flow of his seed as deep as his cock could throb and flood her, the immersing embrace of her cunt around even his sensitive tip teasing out all that he could possibly give, acted as assurance for Geecku that he was feeling no less orgasmic joy than she. 
For a few moments, Tamati twitched and humped in short, sharp jolts, the potent male wrenching out as much pleasure as he could while his balls churned and his seed trickled back out of Geecku’s ever clenching pussy, along with healthy doses of her own essence while she tossed her head about from her own joy. 
When Tamati folded onto her, his body relieved and his face curled into a satisfied, goofy smirk, he originally felt happy to indulge in a pleasant afterglow, the likes of which he’d always felt from such amazing sessions with previous partners. 
Except... something was different, off somehow. He felt the tingling satisfaction that always followed orgasm, manifested physically through increased sensitivity in his every nerve, especially across his oozing cock. Yet, at that moment it was overshadowed by a much greater feeling, manifested physically through a great heat crashing down from the forefront of his mind through to the tips of his toes. 
He was still horny. No, hornier than before, in fact. Somehow, this woman, her kiss, her touch, her scent... Sex with Geecku hadn’t satisfied him, it’d only made him want her more. 
“Come on, baby...” That wicked, wily enchantress spoke, her tongue coiling about his perky ear in the process. “Geecku knows you want more...” 
She knew what she did to him; to all men. Tamati cursed her quietly in the back of his mind, even while he raised his head to meet her gaze and growl. 
“Lay back so I can fuck those soft tits.” He hurriedly replied, half commanding and half begging. 
Geecku giggled, even as she ‘obeyed’, her arms daintily draping down from his shoulders and collapsing behind her head to the fertile earth beneath. 
“Go ahead...” She coaxed, while Tamati lifted his chest and relinquished his grip on her hips enough to move into position, and observe as her breasts jiggled and settled tantalisingly, a treat awaiting his attention. “Show Geecku whatcha got~” 

Tamati was not too possessed by his needs to recognise her words for what they were; a challenge, to test just how much of her he could take. He’d fallen into the very same trap that so many men had before, and he knew it. But Tamati didn’t care. At that moment, when he shuffled himself onto her chest to straddle her navel, his cock still slick and dribbling seed while he sank his hands into those soft cushions once more, all he cared about was taking what he wanted – needed, even – from her. 
Besides, like she’d said herself, he wasn’t like the other men she’d captured so far. And she hadn’t seen a fraction of what he was capable of yet. 
So with unflinching confidence, an insatiably erect cock, and obsessive eyes drinking in every beautiful, erotic detail of her colourful body, Tamati squeezed her breasts around his cock and helped himself to her. 
“Nnnhh! Fuckin’ soft...” He hissed, the initial thrill of her warm pliable tits and the warmth emanating from her cleavage proving such a delight that he spent a few moments just sitting upright on Geecku, eyes shut but hands groping hard. He felt her nipples poking into his palms, a satisfying pair of perky nubs at odds with the utterly smooth skin that otherwise filled his grip. His fingers clenched and released in slow kneading motions, pressing down and pulling up, while the steely twitches of his member aimed at her face accentuated his molesting touch. 
“Mnnnnh...” Geecku moaned a drawn out moan, her powerful body allowing her to arch upwards against his weight, satisfyingly hefty though it was atop her. She drank in the sight of her cute new plaything while her own hands molested him in kind, in sensual smearing strokes about his navel and pecs. “That’s it, go wild!” Geecku invited him, though by the time she’d said it, Tamati already was. 
“Nnh! Fuck! Yes!” Tamati grunted, amidst various other short sharp verbal expressions of his pleasure, while fucking her breasts. His motions were half thrusts and half pulls, his hearty grasp around her breasts and powerful pelvic muscles allowing the adventurous male to find a happy medium between using her flesh and his own to treat his cock to a steady rhythmic massage. 
Just as soon as he’d gotten used to the routine, however, Geecku’s evil tongue made a resurgence, reminding him of its’ length, flexibility and talent by coiling about his bulbous cockhead. 
“FUCK!” He aptly cried. This time the new sensations did not coax Tamati into shutting his eyes, however; perhaps out of a newfound endurance against Geecku’s talents, or perhaps simply out of desire to burn the image of her simultaneous titjob and fellatio into his mind. Regardless, Tamati stared happily and hungrily, while hissing and grunting out his rutting movements, down at Geecku’s cocksucking lips and playful eyes. Still, his fingers clung with doubled force and hips smacked forwards all the harder.
Geecku, it seemed, had counted on this. Tamati’s deeper forward motions allowed her to not only lash her tongue about the circumference of his dick, but to lean her trained head down and take the first few inches into her maw. 
“Mnnnnn...” She purred in so doing, lips wet and pursed as she sank them down and slobbered them back up, again and again, in time with Tamati’s motions. 
Geecku would not have denied, if asked (and if her mouth was not occupied), how many men she’d brought to ‘melting point’ with techniques such as that and several others that even Tamati had not witnessed or felt yet. However in this instance at least, even Geecku herself was acutely aware that she bobbed on this cute guy’s cock and rubbed his chest and permitted him to fuck her breasts not out of mindless lust and a desire to ‘defeat’ him as she had done with so many others, but out of genuine attraction. The sight, weight and sensation of an attractive, fit, capable man like Tamati helping himself to her bountiful body was enough to make even such a promiscuous woman like Geecku feel quite enamoured. 
Geecku didn’t know where that day would take them, but while she slurped and sucked and gulped down an ever increasing dose of Tamati’s male flavour, she knew he was special. Special enough perhaps for her to let him go free after they were done. 
But then, that wasn’t something she gave any more thought. Her main driving motivation at that moment was to optimise the pleasure she felt. And she knew exactly how to do so. Geecku’s bright body squirmed a little under Tamati, the slight tickle of his tails acting as another pleasant flavour to his rigid rutting. With a little more squirming than usual, she was able to whip and coil her tail up between her own thighs to send it slicking between her tender pussy lips, still dribbling slight amounts of his seed. She smeared that smooth, strong appendage in slow, forceful rubs that pressed between her sex lips with a ferocity that might’ve seemed harsh if some other partner was putting her through it. But this was Geecku, doing Geecku, after all. It was no wonder that the lengthy appendage moved so lustfully, and soon, squirmed within her clenching cunt to abruptly start to fuck herself. 
“Mnnnngh~!” She cried, without skipping a beat of tugging and slurping around Tamati’s meat. Her fingers wrenched and scraped along the man’s chest. 
“Fuck! Geecku!” Tamati sang out, as though announcing the bliss of pounding her to the forest itself. His lustful toothy grin widened and he leant his upper body forwards enough to really put his whole weight into each thrust. Tamati would have looked behind him to see exactly what she was doing to herself to coax such spirited cries and moist sounds that accompanied those he created by fucking her breasts, but he had a good enough idea already. Not to mention, the view before him was far too good to tear himself away from for even a moment. 
The slick soundscape of tongue on cock, the feel of hips colliding into soft breasts causing slight but exciting ripples in those fleshy cushions, the look of her passionate face, eyes half closed and shining bright under the exotic forest sun while her lips bobbed and tongue wriggled... 
Tamati knew he couldn’t take much more, with such a treat for his every sense surrounding him. Geecku must have known as much too, as in the next moment her lips sank deeper, the tip of her tongue lashed faster against the throbbing underside of his member, and that telltale slicking sound of her tail in her pussy came louder and wetter than ever. 
“Goddamn... Geecku... Drink it down, bitch...!” His words were barely illegibile, hissed out both on the inhale and exhale while he put his all into the last few vigorous thrusts it would take for a fresh orgasm to wash over him. He gripped her tits and slammed his cock past her tonsils in blurry, hasty movements, while finally breaking his stare by shutting his eyes just as his member pulsated hard enough to ‘warn’ her what was coming. 
That didn’t stop Geecku, though – far from it, in the critical moment before Tamati hit his peak, Geecku gave a long, loud, deep moan. 
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmh...” 
The effect was instant. 
“NGH! FUCK! FUCK!!!” Tamati bellowed. He threw his whole weight forwards and down onto Geecku as his cock exploded forth with such an aggressive orgasm that even the wild woman herself gurgled in wide eyed surprise at how much cum he fed her. 
“MNNNNNNNNNYESSSHH!” Well, perhaps her wide eyes were also a consequence of the hard orgasm that she too quaked and howled out, even as her cheeks bloated with a hearty helping of kitsune cum. Her tail stirred her own slick passage up something fierce, ample clear feminine essence squirting and trickling freely to the earth below. Her sharp fingers pulled and scraped down his chest so hard that it might’ve been unpleasant for some; not for Tamati, however. Not while he was so intoxicated by orgasmic bliss and obsessed with ‘feeding’ his jungle lover every drop that poured down her sweet slender neck and churned about within her cheeks. The tingling pain of her hands down his thickly fuzzed chest just added fuel to the fire, keeping him grinding left and right with hips hoisted up so that even on the comedown of his high, he felt certain he’d explored Geecku’s talented maw fully with his lively member. 

When he finally did pull back, he expected some mess to pool back out with his cock. But surprisingly, very little did. Geecku smiled, slightly winded by the looks of her hair and face and the sound of her hot, heavy, slothful breaths, tongue and lips just lightly laced with his seed. A thick, sticky bridge of liquid was the clearest sign of the mess he’d left her with, the rest surely having been drunk down. Behind him, Geecku peeled her tail out of her pussy, her colours glistening and reflecting the light bathing the forest thanks to how wet she’d made it, deep enough down that shivering prehensile appendage that it was evident she’d pumped it in particularly deep. 
“You’re fun...” Geecku giggled, her fingers dancing in feathery touches down to Tamati’s thighs. She closed her eyes and lay her head down. She felt her own heartbeat rippling from her chest out to her every extremity, carrying in that same wave the mellow warmth of a true afterglow. As Tamati’s weight began to shift and slink down her body, Geecku made no motion to stop him. Surely, he felt much the same satisfaction as she did, and at that moment she felt he’d more than deserved a calm au-naturale embrace. 
Geecku expected to feel his chest on hers, hands splaying over her back or down to her ass. But only the latter expectation came into reality. Tamati did indeed grip her ass, but with the intent not to cushion his palms, but to part her cheeks and expose her tight rear hole, spreading the clenched pucker enough for him to observe with a grin, and aim his cock towards it with an unceasing throbbing erection. 
“Grrrr... Yesss...” Tamati growled, his eyes aglow with the same lively light that he saw in Geecku’s own eyes the moment she’d first pinned him down. 
“Wha...?” Geecku loosely questioned, not quite fighting against his exploration of her body, yet not completely yielding to his touch either. It made Tamati’s efforts to lift her right leg harder, but he wasn’t about to let a bit of strain stop him. Not when there was more ecstasy to be had. With his left hand around her ankle and the right hoisting her supple thigh, it wasn’t long until Geecku was toppled over onto her side, heavy breasts jiggling and tumbling right when Tamati began to push his cock into her ass. 
“Nnnhhh... Wait!” Geecku whimpered. She looked towards Tamati and started to reach his way, but before she could do anything else, he’d already clutched her leg and thrusted his slick cock inside her tailhole. 
“Fffffffuck...” Geecku shuddered, gritting her teeth. He felt even bigger still in that alternate orifice, and the fit was so tight that every motion he made, miniature or great, was discernible. It was pleasurable, certainly, but it was a whole other variety of pleasure that she rarely experienced. Granted, if more of her partners lasted as long as Tamati was, she probably would have tried out anal more often. The way he pushed and pulled her along the sun-dried earth with his thick, brutal thrusts, grunted vigorously and leaned forwards with such tantalising need possessing his brain far beyond any logical train of thought could... 
Geecku figured, she could get used to this. If only the jerk had shown class about going at it! 
Tamati, as Geecku had figured, felt too delightfully embraced by the pleasure of pounding her rear to have cared much about lacking romance or nuance in how he’d taken control of the situation. Her raised leg in his arms was plenty thick and toned and smooth and slick with perspiration enough to prove a very satisfying support, and every time he pushed his way forwards, the impact against her cushy flesh and the jiggle of her ass was just the icing on the proverbial cake. 
“Haaaahnnn...” the male breathed while reaching down to clutch around the dip in Geecku’s waist, eyes weakly opened to watch her body writhe and shiver and shake while he tugged out and slammed back inside, time and time again. For the first minute or so he’d felt a fair amount of resistance, and even a bit of discomfort resulting from the lack of lubrication applied to her ass, in comparison to her naturally moistened cunt. But now that his cock had thoroughly slicked her up inside and out, he’d been able to grind his way into a solid rhythm, punctuated each time he cast his body forwards to crash against hers with a wet, crisp slap every time. It, together with his deep, brief yelps and grunts created a veritable song of lust. 
“Oh gods... Nhhhh!” Geecku shuddered out, her directionless moans increasing in volume and pitch, each new sound more of a sonorous coo than a feral bark. The strange, tingling, pain laced pleasure of Tamati’s animalistic assault on her ass was forcing Geecku into a state of mind she hadn’t enjoyed in a long time; a state of sheer submission. 
It almost put her at unease, from how unfamiliar it all was. But the compulsion to be dragged under the surface and become immersed in the sensation was far too strong, and it felt far too good. 
“M-More! Please! Take Geecku! Make Geecku yours~!” 
The flexible female turned her gaze to look behind and above her, and gaze up into Tamati’s face. His expression was somewhat scrunched and strained, but whenever his eyes were opened she saw that familiar shimmer that’d been reflected in the wide bright pools of so many men she’d met and ‘defeated’ before him. Clearly, he had more potential than she’d given him credit for, and knowing this, a devilish sense of desire welled up in her mind, swirling amidst the thick sexual delight like a beast that’d been roused from hibernation. 
“C’mon you... horny motherfucker...” Geecku spat. “If you wanna... TAKE Geecku... then gimme more!” 
To say Geecku regretted those words moments later, when Tamati called and raised against her challenge, would have been inaccurate; she did however realise, far too late, that she’d awakened an even mightier beast within her foxy lover, the appetite of which she feared might not be quenched until she was well and truly claimed. 
“Nhhhhrrr!” Tamati had simply responded, while a strange series of quick movements not unlike seizures suddenly possessed his tails, making for a strange sight as Geecku glared up at him, bravely resisting the pleasure rocking through her body from the thick cock throbbing balls deep up her tailhole. The fur and flesh of a couple of his tails shivered and began to morph, becoming more cylindrical in shape and possessed of a thick bulbous ridge towards their tips. 
By the time Geecku realised that Tamati had made thick, prehensile phalluses of his tails, they were already shoving their way into her pussy, two coiled together for extra girth. 
“NGHH!” Geecku’s moan was short and sharp, yet bellowing in volume. Even his actual cock, impressive though it was, felt like nothing in comparison to the cruelly coiled and abominably flexible tails-come-tentacles currently squirming deeper and deeper up her pussy. They shook and wriggled and gyrated about, pressing into and vigorously stimulating each tingling sensitive point within her already clenching and gushing cunny, with such an abundant girth that they even showed outside of her sunny yellow navel, distending and swelling her from the inside out, leaving a visual mark on her body for the forest to behold. And all of this while Tamati’s steady pounding into her ass continued unabashed. In fact, he moved faster and harsher, a thin strip of saliva trickling past his gritted fangs through the sweat-frazzled fur on his cute muzzle while he fucked her ass and slithered his morphed tails inside her sex in a continuous, lewdly loud pace. 
Yes, Geecku knew she’d awoken a beast alright. But regardless of any regret that was flitting through her mind, the torrential nervous overload was too heavy for her to do much but lay her head back down in submission and let the storm wash her away. 
“Ngaaaaaah! FUCK! FUCK! MORE!” 
She couldn’t have regretted it THAT much. 

Tamati considered himself, for the most part, a decent, honest man. Even though his travels had taken him far and wide, put him in perilous situations and given him the unique gift of some abilities that many would deem ‘abnormal’, he tried to never take these gifts for granted, and to live his life to the fullest without relying on such strange, supernatural gifts. 
When it came to bedroom prowess however, even he would have admitted that sometimes in the heat of the moment, with blood rushing through his system and his more base needs taking precedence over logic and inhibition, these abilities of his were hard to rein in. They were like a compulsion, a second voice within himself that all too easily took control over the voice of his conscience when sexual bliss possessed him as fully as it did in that moment.
So it was that Tamati came to be in this state of questionable control, over his own actions and even his mind. He was aware enough to know what he was doing, and appreciate how amazing Geecku’s body felt inside and out, but few thoughts beyond making the absolute most of this opportunity crossed his mind. But that was more than enough to keep his hips hammering, hands possessively clutching her leg and pinning her torso (not that she needed restraining, given her defeated, tongue-lolling expression) and tails squirming about enthusiastically deep in her cunt. 
“Nhhh... Fuck... Mine...” Those and similarly simple yet telling words were all that Tamati irregularly shuddered out as he pounded faster, the first tingling of his next orgasm rumbling closer and closer. Even his voice seemed different somehow. Deeper, more guttural and bass-heavy, as though possessed. In a way, he was. The need to let his orgasm out inside her was stronger than ever before, now that his wildest side had been freed, and the pleasure of her soaked, clenching, fertile female flesh was al he cared about. His hips took on a feverish, almost blurred pace, tails slicking and tugging out enough to seem like her pussy was being spared another aggressive splitting stuffing... only for his prehensile appendages to shove within once more, just as deep if not deeper than before. His claws dug, heart pounded, and through the fog of feral lust he gazed down at Geecku at just the right moment for her hazy, unfocused eyes to meet his. 
“Breed... Geecku...” She shuddered before she even knew what she’d said. Whatever kind of wild beast of desire had possessed Tamati, it had well and truly spread its’ “curse” to Geecku as well. Her hair was spread about like the cloud of a fearsome explosion, her body caked in perspiration, her ass reddened and raw, her face exhausted and mouth agape under the assault of sensation he pounded her through. Yet she loved it all, wanted it all, and more. 
“Knock Geecku up~!” 
“NHRRRRRRRRRRR~!!!!” 

In the next moment both their wishes were granted. Tamati pushed himself so deep inside and leaned so hard down into her that were it not for his admirable strength he might’ve tumbled awkwardly onto her in a orgasmic heap. His tails throbbed and demonstrated just how complete their transformation had been. Thick gouts of creamy spunk poured into Geecku’s womb and flooded back out even around the thickness plugging her, causing thin spurts of kitsune seed to gush from inside her severely split pussy. His ‘natural’ member meanwhile gave her ass no shortage of a supply either, pumped out with his balls slapping with resounding squelches against her butt. 
Geecku remained silent, but her face spoke enough to fill a tome with countless sonnets of ecstasy. Her eyes were loosely rolled up into her lids, wet tongue panting some ways out of her lips, flesh rosied up in a deep blush borne of the extreme arousal and searing orgasmic pleasure and even the tingling embarrassment and humiliation of such a complete defeat. She wrenched fingers through her own thick head of silky oceanic blue hair and scraped her fine pointed nails along the earth to express the bliss causing her to clench and quake. Her breasts jutted about from the powerful yet stunted bucking motions Tamati made while hilted in her, and though she barely felt her legs at all by that point, her toes curled tight.
“Haaaaaaaaah~!” Came a low, whimpering, submissive shriek, abruptly starting and stopping as Geecku attempted to even process the feelings and sensations flooding through her. As if she hadn’t already been filled up by the young man before, now her pussy was well and truly pumped to capacity, her womb swimming in his fertile cum. She knew she’d asked for this, begged even, in the heat of the moment. But now that it had likely happened, she didn’t know what to do. For Geecku, who lived her life free of influence or rules or commitments, this was all so new. What was she to do, and what would this man do with her, now that they’d made a baby together?
Before Geecku could think too hard on it (or at all really, considering her frazzled mental state), she felt Tamati pulling out and away from her body, his soaked cock and slithering tails flopping out and allowing her stretched, sore ass and tender slit to slowly adjust to normal, albeit not without thick streams of his cum pouring from both orifices. 
“Nngh... Damn...” Tamati chuckled playfully, as he carefully let her leg tumble from his shoulder. “You look sexier than ever, babe.” He growled. 
Geecku whimpered an unintelligible, confused little whimper before she felt a large dark shadow cast itself in front of her, while she lay there: panting, exhausted and still unaware of what a beast she’d awakened. 

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Whether Tamati chalked up his continuing state of lustful abandon to some second voice deep in his mind that was steering him with one wicked hand wrapped around his head and the other guiding his hips, the lasting influence of Geecku’s intoxicating natural aromas and delightful body, or something else entirely, it was clear that no matter the reason for it all, there was no stopping him now. 
Such were his thoughts when he gazed past Geecku’s exhausted yet ecstatic visage, into the eyes of a remarkably familiar handsome kitsune. 
It was an ability that Tamati had very rarely gathered the mental focus and long term endurance needed to pull off. Yet while he shared an intense stare with his own temporarily-manifested clone, their bodies sharing emotions, thoughts and most importantly pleasure, Tamati felt more motivated than ever to master this strange skill. 
But as a matter of priority, he and his clone kept their attention on the beautifully broken wild woman pinned between their bodies and slid down their cocks, both deep in her pussy and her ass. 
Tamati (the original, or at least the body that was most convinced that it was the original) stood tall and powerful, Geecku’s legs wrapped around his waist while he firmly supported her doughy, soft, sweat-slicked thighs. It might have proved difficult for him to hold up such a big beauty like Geecku, but the passionate lust fueling the energetic movements of him and his clone alike left him numb to any discomfort his muscles may’ve felt. Plus, his ‘comrade’ was grinding into Geecku’s back and groping her breasts from behind so intimately that the friction and pressure with which she was sandwiched was helping keep her right where they needed her. 
Geecku felt like she was going crazy. If sex was a drug, then what she was feeling at that moment was an utter overdose. This strange handsome ‘plaything’ had turned the tables on her, and beaten her at her own game. Even after all their previous rounds, Tamati’s cock (or indeed, both his cocks, now) pounded with a relentless vigor that she’d not felt from a partner in a long time. He didn’t even allow her to settle into any one rhythm; every few moments one or both of them would hasten their thrusts or choose to grind about inside her left and right or slither out of her only to cruelly force their way inside hard enough to redden her poor flesh even more. Feeling those changes, his every technique and motion done in sync with his double while her every erogenous nerve across her skin and within her tight sloppy cunt and stretched tailhole, there was nothing she could do but melt away into this bog of depravity and bliss. 
“Muh... More... Haaah...” She somehow managed to articulate, her arms clutching down his shoulder blades and back for dear life. 
“You... want more?” Tamati immediately replied from in front, then bit right down into her neck. 
“We’ll give you more!” Tamati continued on from behind. 
The pair of identical, ravenous predators finally began to slam their way up into Geecku’s holes in unison, pace suddenly and greatly faster than before. But before she could cry to the heavens in surprise and joy, her mouth was stuffed by a pair of those shapeshifting phallic tails, one from each of the men. 
So instead, she just expressed herself around her mouthful, while getting her throat fucked as hard as her other holes were. 
“MNGHHRRRRR~!!!” 
“Fuck...” whispered Tamati.
“Yes!” finished the other Tamati. 
The pair gripped her breasts and thighs alike with scraping and aching force, both of them soon feverishly alternating between taking love bites along Geecku’s sunny neck and trailing their tongues around her cheeks, ears and even her fine deep blue hair, tossed and frazzled though it was. 
The pleasure that was shared and compounded between their two bodies was fast becoming too much to bear, especially with their ridged, transformed tails shunting and squirming about down her neck with a bulge that was almost as entertaining to see from the outside as it was to feel from the inside. Her eyes were rolled back and her face was a mess with strings of cum still painted across it, but her tongue still tasted and tonsils still vibrated in appreciative, desiring movements. Tamati, both of him, was able to feel all of Geecku all at once, and as he slapped his balls into her flesh with every rooting push up and within her, both his bodies’ sacs brushing together frequently in so doing, he knew he could take little more. 
He steeled himself for the onslaught of an orgasm about to hit. He felt ready, ready to claim Geecku completely, to seed her every divinely pleasurable orifice at once, ready to mark and mate her once and for all. 
What he wasn’t ready for, was her tail prodding and tickling between his taut ass cheeks all of a sudden. That final little surprise was what pushed him well and truly over the edge. 
“NGHRRRRRRRRRRR! GEECKU!” 
It was said by the both of Tamati’s bodies, while his cocks and tails all erupted at once, as deep inside her as they could, letting every shot of his warm, thick, fertile, sticky, potent essence pour within and overflow back out. Their eyes shut, teeth ground together, bodies collided either end of Geecku almost hard enough to be an painful crushing force. 
Yet if Geecku felt any pain from the way Tamati’s two bodies slid against her or how his cocks and tails unloaded within her, she didn’t express a lick of it. All she did instead was gurgle and quiver, tail flickering over Tamati’s rear rapidly and limbs pulling at the body in front of her, head arched to the heavens while bubbling cum spluttered past her chapping lips. The bliss immobilised her completely, trapping her into a minor orgasmic seizure. She felt more helpless than ever, unable to protect herself from being seeded, filled, brought to unrivalled levels of pleasure by a man she’d only met that very day. Granted, fucking a man she’d just met was nothing new, let alone wrong, as far as Geecku was concerned. But falling into such need, such pleasure, such a depth of affection for one such as him, she thought while her consciousness finally began to fade, was an entirely new feeling. 
In this case though, as she took one last look into Tamati’s eyes with foggy vision hindered by splashes of spunk strung even between her eyelids thanks to the explosive load he fed her even now, Geecku thought to herself that she could get used to being his plaything. 
 
--- 

The first thing Tamati was aware of once he woke was the moisture of the forest grass on his back. He grumbled, about ready to roll up and off of the cool undergrowth, until he noticed the much more favourable warm weight of Geecku’s soft body draped atop him. 
His hands had come to rest warm and wide across her back, with his cloned second body now dissipated without a trace. Yet there was no hiding the fact that he had been there, that it had all happened. The evidence was thick in the air, and still caked across Geecku’s full, fertile body. Not to mention, Tamati realised when she shifted about atop him, there seemed a slight yet clear bulge to her abdomen that spoke all too clearly about what an effect he’d had on this woman. He smiled and shut his eyes again, a slow sigh expressing  the utter comfort he took from her warmth, the likes of which completely thwarted the cruel cool of the forest dew beneath.
But this woman, this ‘beast’ as she’d been condemned by the tribes...  If he was to return triumphant and claim his reward, Tamati knew he had only two options, neither one less grim. 
He’d either have to return to the natives with her body, ready to be slain... or with her head. 
When he raised his weak, aching neck and washed his gaze over her peacefully slumbering face, he didn’t see a beast worthy of slaughter. He saw a precious jewel, worthy of cherishing. To relinquish such a beauty as her would make any title given to him feel like a painful reminder of his guilt, and any food offered or women claimed would be as satisfying as a mouthful of dry ashes.
Then a third option came to mind, and stuck there like glue. As far as Tamati was concerned, it was the only way that made sense. 
He shut his eyes once more and let sleep claim his weary mind again, resolved to sacrifice his freedom to the forest for the sake of the jewel he’d found within it, and the life that at that very moment, they were making together. 

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Many legends surrounded the Primanursa Forest, even to this day. But perhaps the most famous, and the most believed of all, is the legend of the Beast that lurks amongst the trees, and the Hunter who came to call it his Queen...