Hide and Seek with Zahira
Kaleb walked out of the bathhouse where he slept in, yawning and stretching as yet another nice day shined in his comfy “prison”. It was always sunny in the city of Wingia, but usually when it was too hot they’d just covered the whole city with a huge tarp complete with a very complex irrigation system to make rain and cool everyone. Today there were a few sparse clouds but it was nice to be outside anyway. He tried to move but felt very heavy on his legs, so he looked down and saw Halima clinging tightly on his legs.
“Please, sahib, just five more minutes of cuddles…” she begged him, making him huff as he had no clue of how clingy she could be, especially since she usually had this serious aura around her.
“You had me all for yourself yesterday. Today it’s someone else’s turn, but I know for certain that it’s not yours.” Kaleb grunted and got his legs free, only for her to get up and jump on his back, as if he was giving her a piggyback ride, except she was far heavier than him and he could barely walk, also with the position they were in of course his head was sandwiched between her huge tits, making him gulp and blush a bit.
“But sahiiiiiiiib...” she whined, to which he managed to get her off, making her fall on her butt.
“Ugh… Ow… Don’t do that, please. I’m too scrawny to  carry you…” he sighed and cracked his back a bit, only to notice a message taped to the door. He raised a brow and took it, reading it.
“Dear sahib, if you’re reading this, you’re awake, which is good. If you manage to get Halima off of you, I have a little something to offer you. I’m hiding somewhere in the garden and I want you to come and find me. If you do, not only will I concede myself to you but I’ll also make sure I can get you any book you want from the outside world. Good luck. Zahira.” said the letter, completed with a little kiss mark on it.
“Oh, that Zahira… She’s using her past as an archer and ranger to her advantage. Not to mention she’s the only one who knows how big this place is…” mumbled Halima as she got up.
“She does?” he asked, looking up.
“Yeah. I assume it’s about 4 to 5 kilometers, but it may be even bigger… Good luck in finding her, she’s a stealth expert and knows exactly where to hide.” said Halima, nodding and going back to the bathhouse, stretching. He huffed, knowing that this was going to be hard, and started walking away from the bathhouse, walking down a path carved in the grass and ground and lined with colorful flowers and trees with all types of fruit. He stopped by for a quick breakfast, eating a mango while walking and washing it down with some fresh water from a river nearby. This place was truly beautiful for a prison, plus he had the five lovely bird ladies keeping him company and offering him tons of sex, much more than he’d get back in Mammiferia. As he thought about how little he suffered from nostalgia, he noticed that he had followed the river up to a small lake, complete with a small chalet on its shore which was built attached to one of the walls of the garden. He smiled as that sight reminded him of home, since there were lots of mountain lakes that looked just like that where he came from. He made his way on the other side of the lake and checked the chalet, seeing that it was locked. Kaleb looked around and saw that there was another message laying on the porch, so he took it and read it.
“Uh uh uh, sahib. It’s too soon to get in here yet. First you must find the key of the chalet. But I made this task hard to match your ingenuity and smarts. My suggestion is for you to seek where the grass is sparse. If you do, after your celebration, we may proceed with my impregnation. Good luck. Zahira.” said the note. He giggled as the rhyme made the note look like some elaborate treasure hunt, then he stopped to think. A place where the grass is sparse? Was she talking about a savannah? He shook his head as there was no way that there could be a savannah in the garden, but then he remembered Halima saying that the garden was much bigger than they thought, so he shrugged and walked back, following the river.


After he returned to the bathhouse, he saw that there was a sign with multiple arrows each indicating a section of the garden. He read lake, savannah, meadow, forest and even mountain. He blinked: just how big was this thing? He took the savannah road and, after a few minutes of walking made easier by frequent pauses under the trees’ shade or by dipping his bare feet in the water of the fountain, he arrived in the savannah. He was amazed by how quickly the scenery changed: from the luxuriant garden to a barren stretch with little to no trees and a few tufts of grass placed around in a casual way. He wiped his forehead as in here it was much hotter than the rest of the garden and kept walking under the sun until he arrived at a small white tent placed in the middle of nowhere. He looked around and went in, finding some refreshment in its shade and also finding a wooden box. He scratched his head and tried to open it but it was locked by some hard nails. He tried a few times but gave up, he wasn’t going to open it, so he got out, trying to look for something he could use to break the box since he got the feeling that it was important, when suddenly an arrow planted itself between his legs, making him yelp and fall back, sliding on his butt back in the tent to catch his breath as that surely caught him off guard. After he calmed down, he went back out and saw that the arrow had a message tied to it so he carefully took it and read it.
“You can’t give up before you start, you haven’t even looked around every part. That box is crucial for the task ahead, so don’t leave it but carry it instead. Back to where the grass grows greener, get there with it to please your weiner. And whatever you do, do not break the box. Think you can do it, little fox?” This message wasn’t signed but it was clearly from Zahira. That girl had clearly too much free time, he thought as he grabbed the box and went out. Good thing it wasn’t too heavy and he could carry it over his head to shield himself from the sun. He walked back to the bathhouse and stopped to catch his breath, seeing Aisha out and sitting on a rock, massaging her belly and smiling as she caressed the baby bump forming on it. She saw him and smiled again, making a sensual wink and encouraging him to go further. He nodded and after catching his breath he headed for the meadow, carrying the box with him. He wondered why Zahira said that the box was so important to the point of telling him to not break it, but he guessed he’d find out when he got to the meadow, which happened after a few minutes of walking. It was definitely cooler than the savannah, that was for sure, and the scenery was much prettier. The green grass was interspersed with yellow and blue flowers all over and there were even some butterflies and bees roaming around, gathering pollen from the flowers. He smiled at that scene, then he walked a bit more before he stopped in a small round clearing in the tall grass, huffing as the box surely wasn’t easy to carry around. As he stopped though, he noticed that there was a small amount of dirt in front of him and, him being the curious fox he was, started to dig where that spot was, finding a bird whistle and yet another message.
“If you’re reading this, sahib, then hats off to you. But don’t think that this is all you have to do. Hold onto the whistle and head firsthand to the forest that lies a bit further ahead. A forest with trees so high that their canopy blocks the sky. Find the highest one, climb on its peak and retrieve the next treasure from the inhabitant’s beak.” said the message. He groaned, having hoped that he would’ve found a way to open the box but nevertheless he sucked it up and headed for the forest, which did grow just north ahead of him.


After a few more walks he came into the forest and gasped as it was huge, the trees' canopy indeed blocked the sun rays from shining, which he liked a bit since it was getting hotter carrying the box. He walked a bit under the dark canopies, feeling a bit of dread from being in such a huge and mysterious space, until he found what had to have been the biggest tree of the forest, its trunk was three times wider than him and he couldn’t even see the canopy. He sighed and put down the box, then got ready to climb. Luckily, he was good at that and climbed high up until he was at the peak of the tree, then he looked for the beak mentioned in the message. He found it soon after: a huge bald eagle sleeping with a crowbar in its beak. Kaleb thought of a way to take the crowbar without waking the huge bird, when another arrow was shot, grazing the eagle’s tail feathers and making it wake up and glare at Kaleb.
“...Shit…” he mumbled as he stepped away from the bird, which showed its knife-sharp talons and flew up before diving at him and trying to skewer him. He yelped and rolled to the side as the eagle missed him, luckily there was enough space for movement here but the bird was very fast and he didn’t know how long he could continue the dodging game. Then, he remembered the bird whistle. He took it and waited for the pissed eagle to prepare another strike, then as it dived he played it. The sharp sound coming out of it hurt his ears, but did more to the eagle which lost its balance midair and went crashing down on the tree, passing out as a huge bump formed on its head. Kaleb massaged his ears a bit, then walked over to the eagle and grabbed the crowbar, huffing as this was getting way too risky. He descended the tree, but gasped as he saw that the box was gone. He searched around the tree in a panic until he saw another message nailed on the tree trunk with an arrow.
“Zahira…” he grunted as he took the message and read it, a bit ticked.
“Tsk tsk, sahib, you should’ve been more careful. But you left down the box like a little furry fool. Now I have it and if you wish to crack it open, come and get it from the mountains, post haste is my omen. And remember what’s on the line, my impregnation and your book. So chop chop, and go get back what I took.” he read out loud, groaning.
“Why is she doing this? Halima, if you can hear me, I’m sorry for thinking your game was hard!” he shouted before sighing and going back to the bathhouse, needing some time to think after the fight with the eagle. After returning to the crossway, he went in the bathhouse and dipped himself in the lukewarm, rose-scented waters and sighed in relax while looking at the frescoes and statues around, all representing cute mammal boys fucking raw some sexy avian women, some of them already several months pregnant.
“Rough day?” asked a voice coming from behind him. His ears sprang up and he leaned his head back, seeing Aisha standing behind him.
“Ugh, you can say that… Zahira made me fight a bird for a crowbar, only for her to steal the box I need to open so I can get in the chalet…” he sighed as Aisha joined him in the bath.
“Ah, yes. She does love this type of game. Sigh, I remember when she had us play it… It wasn’t as fun as she said it would’ve been and we quitted before we even found the first clue. I remember that Halima broke the door of the chalet, only to be surprised by a swarm of bees wired to the door. She had bee stings everywhere and didn’t talk to Zahira for a month after that…” said Aisha sighing. Kaleb nodded then looked around.
“Weird, no one’s here… Where are the others?” he asked.
“They went out to train. I’m exempt because…” she said, then pointing at her belly bump, making Kaleb blush and caressing it.
“...Can’t believe this is happening. Me being a dad. I never thought I’d get to be one…” he murmured.
“Well, I think you’re gonna be great.” she said before smooching his cheek.
“Here’s a good luck kiss. Now go show her that you’re not to be trifled with.” said Aisha with determination. He nodded, dried up and left the bathhouse with the crowbar, leaving Aisha in the pool to smile and cradle her pregnant belly.


Kaleb headed straight for the mountain, going uphill for a bit until he saw it. It was much smaller than the mount his hometown was on, but the vibes were the same. He breathed in the fresh mountain air and howled a bit as it corroborated him, then he started climbing. He hopped agily from rock to rock, after all he was used to climbing mountains after 10 years working for his previous master, and easily reached the peak. There, he found the box laying on a rock, so he smiled and took the crowbar, using it to pop the lid open. Inside was a crystal key and a message, so he took both and read the message.
“You did it! That’s great! Kudos to you! But if you recall, there’s one more thing you have to do. Use the shimmering key and go back to the lake house, so we can finally end this game of cat and mouse. But a warning is fair: I’M INCREDIBLY HORNY! SO GET HERE AND FUCK ME! No need to get corny.” said the letter. He gulped and blushed, but he descended the mountain being extra careful to not break the key, then he went back to the chalet and used the key to open the door, peeking in to see if there were any unwanted swarms of bees. Instead a lasso was thrown at him, tying him up and dragging him inside, making him yelp. He was pulled to the middle of a cozy living room, and Zahira herself was on the couch, being the one who threw the lasso. She looked fairly horny, as said in her message, and judging by the amounts of juice leaking out of her pussy she must’ve played with herself quite a lot while waiting. She grinned and pulled him in on her lap, taking away the lasso and hugging him closer, his head jammed between her tits.
“You have no idea how happy I am that you played my game. My sisters are too impatient for this, but you played along. Honestly, the clues weren’t that difficult in the first version, but I upped the difficulty knowing that you’re way more cunning than them.” she said, petting his back all the way down to his furry tail, letting his fur pass between her small fingers.
“Yeah? Was I getting attacked by a giant eagle part of the game?” he asked, looking up as he hugged her slim waist and his face peeked out of her tits.
“You were in no real danger. I was right there. Plus, that cranky old eagle wouldn’t have killed you, mainly roughed you up a bit.” she said giggling.
“Ugh…” he groaned, then she topped him, her boobs dangling in front of his face.
“But you did it. You pressed on, with a little help from Aisha, and you made it. Congratulations. And to the victor, go the spoil. Do me to your heart’s content and don’t stop me until you’re 100% convinced you’ve knocked me up for good.” she said with unprecedented lust and licking her beak.
“After almost risking my life and having found out how big this thing is? Right now, there’s nothing in the world I want more but to rough you up a bit. Consider it a bit of punishment too…” Kaleb grinned a bit as he slapped both hands on her asscheeks, making her coo as he roughly groped her shapely ass.
“Man, I’ve been actually dying for this. You devil women gave me an addiction to your super sexy bodies. I go to sleep surrounded by you and there’s no day passing by without me fucking at least one of you, only for all of us to have one fucking big orgy before bed. You’ve officially got me hooked on sex, and I love it.” he said as he dug his fingers in Zahira’s plump butt, making her purr and puffing up as he pushed her down on him, pressing her tits on his face as he kept massaging her butt, then he opened his mouth and took both nipples in it, sucking and biting them with vigor, which ahd the sexy archer lady moaning like a bitch from being played like this.
“A-AHN… OOHH… I-I’m… I’m an expert soldier… Sniper… A-And ranger… Y-Yet everytime I’m with you… YOU MAKE ME YOUR BITCH AND I L-LOVE IT!” she moaned, arching her back as he wasn’t holding out at all, being extra rough with her and knowing she could take it. All of them could take rough play and actually encouraged him to go as hard as he could on them, though they also loved when he acted more gentle and sweet with them.


Kaleb started slapping her butt, making it jiggle, while he greedily sucked and nibbled her tits, making them stretch as she arched her back to moan in bliss.
“I-I’M TRAPPED! I CAN’T GO ANYWHERE!” she yelled, drooling already as she indeed couldn’t seem to move, paralyzed by his skilled nipple play. He giggled since being able to completely stop these much bigger, much stronger women just by playing with their nipples made him feel like a superhero of some sorts. He gulped her milk, bit her nipples and harshly squeezed her ass, making her sweat already and moan louder each time he’d give her fat ass a slap. She leaked her pussy juices like a broken faucet and actually started to cry with how good this foreplay felt, she must’ve been really pent up after waiting for him to solve her game. He cut her some slack by letting go of her tits, watching them flop, bounce and drip milk almost entranced by them. He brought her face down and French-kissed her deeply and passionately as their bodies mashed together. His hands were glued to her buttcheeks, digging in them so deep that they could be barely seen from an outsider’s point of view, and he cooed as he rejoiced in the warm feeling of her feathers and boobs pressing on him as he ravaged her mouth with his tongue. She tried to put up a fight but he was winning it, actually rolling on top of her as he migrated his hands to her tits, groping them as hard as he did to her ass and making her coo as he, the small fry, pleased the bigger spy/warrior. He grew hard in no time with his rough handling of the former ranger, and she pulled away a bit to breathe.
“D-Don’t hold back… A-At all…” she cooed between her pants.
“Shut up, I know…” he growled, lust in his voice, as he kissed her again and pushed the entirety of his dick inside her sex-begging vagina, making an actual splash sound with how wet she had grown. She widened her eyes and hugged him closer, drooling and blushing as her sahib being this rough on her was a massive turn on for her. She had the secret wish of being handled by someone smaller than her for quite some time, but all of Wingia’s males were bigger than her. That’s why Kaleb was perfect for her and the others, since they all shared the same dream of having their virginity stolen by someone smaller than all of them. She closed her tearful eyes and let him just do whatever he wanted to her, after all he earned the right to do so by finishing her game, so she just hugged him closer to her, almost as if she was afraid that he’d get up and run away, and all she did aside that was moan as he roughed her up. Kaleb’s dick greedily thrusted inside her, making wet sloppy sounds with each thrust it gave and relishing in how tightly she was clinging to his member, giving away how much she wanted, no, craved him to be hers. He smirked in the kiss, pushing more of his tongue in her mouth and making her own tongue wrap and stroke his own and vice versa, and humped her nice and hard, hitting her deep and scorching her insides with the warmth of his cock. His hands dug further in her tits, squishing them and making her milk trickle out of his fingers, and he cooed as she tenderly rubbed his back and tail. The role reversal was astounding: she, the big woman, was being all tender and dominated by him, the cute small guy, who turned out to be more of a sex-hungry beast that even he thought he was. He was so hungry for her that he came three times in a row in her vagina without ever going limp at all and each and every one of his orgasm struck her hard, making her moan louder in the forced kiss he was giving her and being almost scared with how lustful he had gotten. As the fourth orgasm for him and the sixth for her struck them, tiredness finally got the best of them as kaleb finally let go of her mouth and flopped limply between her tits, his dick finally going limp and slithering out her vagina, which leaked cum and pussy juices madly. Both panted and blushed, their sweat and drool combined as they laid on the couch, unable to move due to the afterglow. Kaleb regained a bit of energy first, enough to raise his head from between zahira’s tits and smiled as he watched his work: he handled all by himself this goddess of a woman. 
“Wh… Wh… Wh-What k-kind of buh-book do you w-want, s-sahib?” she stuttered, too pleased to speak properly.
“Something romantic, but also with comedy and action.” he said, nuzzling her neck and chin. Now that the hunger was gone, he returned to a more sweet demeanor and she loved it, hugging him tight.
“C-Consider it done… M-My sahib…” she purred before falling asleep hugging him. He purred and fell asleep as well, wagging his tail as they rested in the chalet.


The End