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Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 01

By: DirkVanDyck



Mount Baker, National Park August 15th 1993

Mallory Wright was tired and she ached from toe to scalp, yet all that vanished when she looked up and the stars and galaxies spread out before her. "Told you it would be worth it," Brian kissed her gently on the cheek and Mallory smiled. He had told her that and the truth was she kind of didn't believe him but came along anyway, she would have gone anywhere with Brian. They had been dating for three months and this was their first ever hike, Brian had grown up hiking but Mallory was a novice and showed it within the first hour of leaving civilisation for the wild beyond. 

"It's just..." Mallory's words trailed off as she continued to stare up at the night sky, "beautiful," she finally said and turned her gaze to Brian, "thank you," she beamed a big smile at him and her stomach filled with butterflies as Brian smiled back. They had set up camp close to the river, here it was languid a smooth glassy surface that was cool and refreshing further up it would become hazardous but they would be heading in another direction by that point right up to the mountain base. 

Brian stirred the little pot that hung above the campfire he had built, it was only beans but he was hungry enough that the lack of meat didn't matter. Brian shifted about on his backside the box that held the engagement ring digging in to his fleshy buttocks. He had started to take the box out to move it to a better pocket when Mallory had finally turned her eyes from skywards back to earth. He moved back from the small fire pit and leaned against an old log he had pulled up from the water's edge, the sleeping bag beneath him, opened out and making the pebbly shore a little more comfortable to sit on. Mallory sat down next him and rested her head on his shoulder, she yawned loudly, "Tired out?" Brian asked stifling his own yawn.

"What do you think?" Mallory replied she was ready to fall asleep right next to Brian the tent though only a few feet away seemed miles away right about now. She closed her eyes and rested one hand on Brian's chest feeling his heart beating beneath her fingers. Mallory took a deep intake of breath another yawn building inside her then sat up, her breath held in her chest, "what's that smell?" she asked wrinkling her nose. A strange sickly sweet smell had drifted over an undercurrent of rot beneath it. 

Brian sniffed the air He could smell the pines and the firs on the gentle breeze though overpowered by the cooking beans and the burning wood. "All I smell are the beans and the fresh open air." 

Mallory swallowed hard the smell making her whole face draw in as if she had bitten a lemon, "no it's really sweet, but rotten too." She knew it made no real sense and seeing that Brian was not making a fuss about it she started to assume it was what Brian was referring to as fresh air, the smell of the wild, which perhaps it was, she had already seen more flowers that she had ever seen before their smells wild and almost exotic away from the city. "It's probably just another flower or something," she said only half believing what she was saying as she placed her head back on Brian's shoulder and closed her eyes.

The smell still lingered though now Mallory thought it was merely the forest and felt little concern over it, she put it down to tiredness she suddenly felt so languid, relaxed and oddly excited. Her stomach had filled with butterflies, her nipples were erect and she blushed as she realised that her panties felt damp. Mallory was not one for overt displays of love let alone passion, even kissing in public she found to be a little crude so why was she feeling so terribly excited now out here in the wilderness. Brian caught his breath making Mallory open her eyes, even she was surprised to find her hand had drifted from Brian's chest to his groin and his rather erect cock that strained at his shorts. Mallory's brain told her to move her hand away, but only weakly there was another part of her that was awake and filled with enough heat that it made her whole body feel as if it were on fire.

Brian could not believe his luck, one minute Mallory seemed to be drifting off to sleep the next she was stroking his cock through his shorts, when he felt her stir next to him, her head lifting from his shoulder he expected the impromptu fumbling to come to an end, instead Mallory undid his shorts, popping the button free at the waist and unzipping the front. He bit his bottom lip as he watched her hand slip in, taking hold of his briefs and pulling them down, his cock slapping against him as it popped free.

Mallory was almost panting, her heart thudded in her chest and she licked her dry lips her eyes fixing on Brian's hard cock as it came free of his briefs. Brian let out a soft sigh as Mallory wrapped one hand around his warm shaft pulling back his foreskin as she took hold of him. Mallory's mind feebly argued with her to stop, a small weak part of her told her that what she was doing was wrong and she knew it was true but at the same time that burning spot told her how badly she needed it and that there was no use in trying to stop it.

Brian felt as if he were in heaven, this was not like Mallory this was someone else. He had accepted the whole kissing in public thing Mallory was worth it, it was a quirk and not a terrible one at that. But now here they were next to a river out in the wilderness with Mallory stroking his cock for the whole world to see. "what..." he started to say as Mallory lowered her head, her short blonde hair blocking out the view but the sensation told Brian all he needed to know. Mallory's tongue flicked across his cock head then he felt her lips against his shaft and the warmth of her mouth as she took him slowly in.

Mallory worked Brian's cock slowly in her mouth while one hand cupped his balls, her other hand had found its way between her legs ad was rubbing furiously at her shorts as she ground down on her hand. She sat up taking in a deep breath of air letting Brian's wet cock slap back against him, the sickly sweet smell had returned, though stronger now it stuck in her throat, numbed her brain to the panic that had been creeping up, creeping up like the figure that now stood a few feet behind them. It was a lust for this man that she felt, Brian was getting her reaction but not for long.

Mallory stood up and stepped between Brian and the fire. He smiled at her like a loon, his head grasping his slick cock as Mallory began to undo her checked top, "baby we should have done this a long time ago." He said lustily, Mallory glanced down at him then looked straight ahead, Brian stopped stroking his cock realising that her attention was not on him, "Mallory?" He said his lust edged out by caution, "Mallory?" he said more sternly, still no response as she stared straight ahead, her top now unbuttoned, her milky white stomach and her bra visible. 

Brian turned his head looking over his shoulder. Shorts and briefs dropping he stumbled to his feet his hard cock losing all its rigidity as fear took hold of him. The figure was far enough from the camp fire that no discernible detail could be made out, but it was tall far taller than Brian's six foot three stature and wider. "We don't want any trouble," Brian said his voice trembling he stood between the figure and Mallory, he could feel Mallory behind him moving about, Brian chanced a look and gasped as Mallory undid her own shorts letting them fall to the ground, "What are you doing?" he asked her.

The figure moved forward, the camp fire picking out small details, broad shoulders, thick arms and large hands and dark hair on almost the entire frame thick and matted in places another large step forward and Brian paled at the sight, it's broad chest was hairless and a deep red in the camp light but what made him shrink back was the large erect penis between its legs. It jutted up, impossibly long and thick, the head a bright pink beacon that oozed vicious liquid that made the entire length of the penis glisten as it oozed down the shaft then in a long ribbon to the ground. Brian opened his mouth to speak but the figure moved with lithe speed and within two steps it had cleared the log, one long arm reaching out as it did so grabbing Brian around the throat lifting him off his feet. The face was almost human a broad flat nose with lips and chin that protruded out, the eyes bored into Brian the fire light reflecting in them. Its mouth opened teeth dark and rotten in places now visible as it grunted at Brian. Brian turned his head away from the foul breath.

Mallory watched with fascination, she knew what was happening was not right that she should flee and call for help but all she could do was watch and feel more excitement build in her. Brian was off the ground in front of her, the giant lifting him with ease with one hand, she had gasped as it had approached with fluid speed upon seeing its huge penis her body aching suddenly for the giant more than it had for Brian. 

The beast grunted and 'hrumped' at Brian, a deep clicking that seemed to emanate from the back of its throat playing out over the grunting. Brian gasped for air as the large hand tightened around his throat his leg knocking against the things penis a fever hot mass that left behind fluid on his skin. Brian had no chance to scream as the beast reached back with its free hand and rammed it forward with shocking speed ripping into Brian's stomach and passing all the way through. The giant hand protruded from Brian's back covered in blood and flesh the force showering Mallory in blood.

The giant threw Brian to one side the body landing with a lifeless thud. Mallory looked up at the giant it towered over her small frame, one hand dripping blood it grunted at Mallory. Mallory removed her blood spattered top, her bra quickly followed her small breasts pale in the night her nipples two pink hard nubs. Mallory discarded her panties and placed one of her hands on her sex feeling her labia puffed, parted and wet. The giant's blood soaked hand closed around Mallory's throat, and moved her away from the flames and pushing her to the ground.

Mallory got onto all fours her hips grinding at the air she was so worked up, she felt the giant behind her, felt it's rough hands on her backside then her hips, she parted her legs willingly as one hand left her hips. She gasped as she felt the hard head of its cock spread her labia, she moaned out loudly as it pushed forward stretching her wide and burying itself deep with one stroke. One giant hand gripped her neck, its fingers and thumb meeting around the front with ease. There was nothing intimate about this meeting no slow build up, the giant began to fuck Mallory with deep quick thrusts she gasped when she could though the grip around her throat slowly tightened until breathing became impossible.

Mallory felt as if her sex was being torn apart, the rigid thick cock had spread her wider than anything she had had before, it's length plumbed her depths with each vicious thrust she wanted to stop, it had to stop it was all so wrong, yet the smell and the burning in her told her it was all so right so much so that Mallory pushed back on the giant feeding more of his cock into her even as she struggled for her last breath.

Mallory's body dropped forward limp and lifeless as the beast sped up its thrusting, the hand around the dead woman's throat gripped harder still as it's thrusts sped up until the final moment, it let out a deep growl as it's cock spasmed and it unloaded deep into the woman. It pulled out of her, grunting and clicking at her, one hand pushed at the pale backside and the rest of her body crumpled on the pebbles, it let out a mournful cry and it tried again to awaken the woman. It rose to its feet grunting to itself as it moved back into the woods and back to its home.

Snohomish County, Washington. August 24th 1993

"Sasquatch!" Scully said rather pointedly, she looked over at her partner in the passenger seat, a goofy smile on his face and an open file on his lap. "As in Bigfoot?" 

"The very same, sightings around here are common. Though human interactions are incredibly rare and attacks are unheard of, until now." Mulder flipped back through to the front of the manila folder. Photocopied in triplicate, along with the original were two police reports and one Bureau report which amounted to nothing more than a few scattershot paragraphs that read like someone could not give a damn when filling out the report. "Attack one happened third August, a Mrs Jeanette Flower forty five years old, she was found with her neck broken," Mulder pointed at a spot on a map that he had spread out, "her husband's body was found two days later floating down river, what was left of it anyway." His finger traced a thin blue line and came to rest.

Scully had heard all this on the flight in, Mulder had given no clues away in their little office beneath FBI headquarters only a cheeky smile and raised eyebrows. "Attack two a week later, Miss Mallory Wright found with neck broken, her boyfriend found close by with extreme trauma to his abdomen," extreme trauma was a more palatable way of saying that his guts had been ripped out.

Mulder pointed to another spot on the map and tapped it, Scully noticed not much more than a mile from the first attack. "Very good Scully I can see why you rated first in your class at Quantico." Mulder's eyes moved over the map taking in terrain that consisted mostly of woods and mountains. "Sasquatch sightings around these parts are some of the highest in the country. Photographs, video footage they even have a little museum in the town you might want to check it out."

Scully spared another glance at her partner then turned back to the road shaking her head, "I have no doubt you have already put it on our itinerary."

Kendall's Corner was a small thriving town, one that relied on the ski season more than any other like all the other towns dotted around the foothills of Mount Baker. Scully parked the dark salon car in the small car park of the low single floor building Police station glass door's making it inviting rather than threatening. As Mulder climbed from the car the glass door's parted and a woman in drab khaki and green police uniform stepped out, her chestnut hair tied back in a vicious bun and make up in neutral tones that made her green eyes stand out. "Agent Mulder," The officer called going down the three steps to the car park hand extending as she spoke.

Mulder met the hand shake and was surprised at how firm the officer's grip was, "Sheriff Haskell?"

Sarah Haskell nodded, "That's me, I'm glad you finally made it." She had been stood by the front doors to the station since nine that morning, by noon she was getting uneasy she was going to leave it another hour before calling up and was heading to her office to make that call when she saw the car drive down Main Street and turn into the car park. Walter had promised her the best she only hoped he was not lying. Sarah shook the hand of the red headed agent that she almost towered over at six feet tall. "In truth I was getting a bit concerned you weren't going to turn up."

Mulder exchanged a look with Scully, "When someone knows the FBI are coming they usually hope we don't turn up."

"Count me in the other camp then, the more help the better if you want the truth. Mallory Wright's family are starting to get a little hostile with regards the releasing of her body." In truth hostile was an understatement, Mallory's father had gone from rage to nervous breakdown over the course of one heated phone call with Sarah late last night.

Scully nodded, she fully understood what the family would be going through, though she had expected to get to their motel room first it seemed they were jumping right into the fire on this one, "Well let's see if we can speed things up for them, we were told the bodies were interned with your local mortician."

"Yes they are I can get Billy to drive you there and back." Sarah replied as they walked towards the glass doors.

Mulder watched Scully drive off in a police car driven by someone who looked too young to drive let alone carry a side arm, "Billy may look young but he's a damn good cop, give him another couple of years you might see him in Quantico." Sarah said, she had seen both the agents' expression when Billy Carver had appeared from behind the front desk, black hair gelled down and face whisker free, his boyish charm worked against him less than it did for him. Plenty of drunks had mistaken him for a pushover until he had them on the ground, cuffed and squealing. 

Sarah took Mulder down the road, on their walk she spoke a little about the town in-between waves and hellos to locals that they passed. Mulder got the sense of a very close community and one that knew trouble was brewing. Their sideways glances at Mulder and the whispering that followed soon after and he knew they had him marked out as an agent, not difficult in his suit and long dark coat. "How long have you been sheriff?" Mulder asked just after another local had said afternoon to them.

"Four years now, the mayor's a little concerned I'll be after his job next," she said smiling at Mulder, "though right now I have my hands full." Four murders in fewer than three weeks were more than Kendall's corner would see in a year and everyone including Mayor William Buckley was looking to her for answers. Only Buckley was taking a little too much enjoyment in watching her squirm.

They stopped outside a small café and Sarah went inside while Mulder found a table outside, he took his coat off and sat down enjoying the feeling of the August sun on his face. He chanced the moment to close his eyes and let his mind wander; it was a rare occasion and felt a little guilty that he was sat here while Scully was off dissecting two cadavers. When he opened his eyes again Sheriff Haskell was placing two Styrofoam cups on the table.

Mulder took a sip of coffee, tasting Styrofoam more than the weak blend that burnt his tongue. "How do you know Skinner?" he asked. The way the case was given to them Mulder knew that Skinner had some vested interest in it his hunch was verified by the way Skinner said Sarah Haskell's name, it was one of remembering. Mulder did not pick at Skinner there and then, he was just happy to be out from under the microscope again.

"My dad went to Quantico back in the day, they were close friends," Sarah said, she smiled at the memory of her father, "Last time I saw him was at my Dad's funeral, he kept in touch for a few years I guess time and work caught up and I heard less and less from him. If it wasn't for Walter I doubt you would be here."

Mulder pushed the Styrofoam cup to one side nonchalantly "How so?"

Sarah shrugged and moved her own cup and leaned in to speak not wanting anyone else to hear her berate the Federal Bureau "The local FBI office did not want to know. Some from the sticks sheriff calls claiming Bigfoot is raping and murdering women. We had one agent come out look at the paperwork and said it was a local matter."

Mulder could guess the rest, one phone call to an old friend sitting high up in the Bureau and the case suddenly gets put on Mulders desk, it was one heck of a play to get Mulder and Scully out of Washington, "And he we are."

"Here you are!" Sarah leaned back, she felt bad for unloading on Mulder but she had been left feeling like a silly child. "To be honest I don't agree with the whole bigfoot thing, it's just that after seeing the state of those bodies as well as the prints," she let out a long sigh, "if it's not big foot then it's aliens, which one would you believe?" she asked Mulder.

Mulder smiled at the question, "You really don't want to know my answer."

Sheriff Haskell's Office, Kendall's Corner Police station


Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 01



Billy Carver had radioed in almost two hours later letting the Sheriff know he and the female agent were heading back into town. Scully walked into the Sheriff's office her hand scrawled notes in one hand a Dictaphone in the other, she had re-written some of the notes on the drive back a little concerned that Carver was listening in, but he kept his mouth shut and eyes on the road and within in a couple of minutes she had forgotten about him.

Mulder turned and looked up at Scully, he had a manila folder in his lap, photographs from the murder scenes on top of that, a quick glance Scully could see that a shot had been taken of a foot imprint...a rather large imprint if the ruler next to it was accurate. "Sheriff Haskell was just showing me some of the photographs that failed to make it into the field agents paperwork," he waved the imprint photograph at Scully, she took it from him. The photograph was of a casting the ruler next to it had it measured at sixteen inches in length with a width of five inches. "Certainly are big prints," Mulder said, emphasising the big. "What did you find?"

Scully raised her eyebrows and handed the photograph back before sitting down next to Mulder, "If I had read the notes our local federal agent read without digging a little deeper I would have come to the same conclusion, you have a local man that enjoys asphyxiophilia."

Sarah shook her head as she took a seat behind her table "I'm sorry asphyxiawhat?"

"Strangulation during sex," Mulder said, "when the carotid arteries are compressed the sudden loss of oxygen to the brain and the build-up of carbon dioxide produce increased feelings of giddiness, light headedness and pleasure all of which can heighten arousal and masturbatory pleasure....or so I hear!"

"So these women are killed during sex?" Sarah asked Scully.

"Whether on purpose or by accident is difficult to tell we have a few missing points."

"What could be missing?" Sarah was making her own notes, it was an old habit but it helped cement things in her mind as well as letting her see a pattern that might otherwise be lost.

"Well the obvious one is the lack of defensive wounds. Miss Wright has no bruising, no ligatures, scratches, swelling nothing that would be consistent with being forced." Scully looked up from her notes, "Under her nails the pathologist was right, mud, leaves the usual leavings of travelling in the woods but no skin or hair samples. One would assume she would have put up a fight, punched or scratched her assailant from what I could tell she was a willing participant."

"Unless he snuck up on her?" Sarah interjected.

Scully nodded in agreement "If she were on her own yes I would agree but her boyfriend was present. Any attacker would have dealt with him first then moved on to Miss Wright, did you see her clothes?"

"The usual camping outfit, why?"

"No damage, all the buttons undone some of it even folded neatly and I checked your records the clothing was placed in the bags as it was found. She was naked when her attacker appeared or she stripped soon after for her attacker." The obvious answer would be forced to strip at gun point and then raped at gun point too, all very plausible and certainly not the work of a Sasquatch unless it had evolved at an alarming rate and if he had a gun why go to the trouble of ripping out someone's guts when a gunshot to the head was far cleaner. Scully bit her full lower lip as she looked at her notes again then looked up "She was strangled by hand, which we know. What is now apparent is that it was one hand not two." She felt Mulder stir next to her, "Whoever this is has extraordinarily large hands to be able to grip someone around the throat with just one hand not to mention the amount of pressure that was then produced to crush her throat the way they did." 

"What are you missing out Scully," Mulder knew Scully too well, she was giving lots of information but also dancing around a piece that she did not quite know how to explain.

Scully moved uncomfortably in her seat "Vaginally, there was penetration that's already been noted though not what by," Scully paused and looked at the Sheriff, "Something large, I would say about nine inches if not more and quite thick, there is tearing inside Miss Wright though not consistent with rape. When Miss Wright was entered she was fully aroused and willing. This meeting was quite rough and I would guess it sped up during the strangulation." She looked at Mulder, "From the samples I have taken, the hair is not human and the seaman definitely is not human though possibly primate, I want to send them off for further test."

"Primate? A monkey!" Sarah felt unreality wash over her.

Scully knew how it sounded but what she knew what she had seen under the microscope "Larger, possibly gorilla but until further tests are done I won't be able to say for certain, some tampering may have occurred it's not unheard of for a perpetrator to try and destroy a crime scene. If there is any chance of seeing the other victim it might help."

Sarah was shaking her head even as the question was asked "She's already gone back to her family, buried by now or cremated."

"Then I would say, to be on the safe side you need animal control alerted, check with local zoo's or even exotic pet owners see if anyone has failed to mention the loss of any species." Zoo's would have instantly alerted the local area about a missing Gorilla but the exotic pet owners would keep their little illegal secret to themselves.

Sarah rubbed the spot between her eyes, "Great so not only am I going to be the Sheriff that cried Bigfoot but also the one who cried King Kong."

Mulder shook his head "Not going to state the obvious Scully," Scully looked at Mulder with tired eyes, "whatever raped and killed these women is not human, Gorilla's don't rape women there is something else out there that's doing this."

"And you want to go and find it?" Scully asked.

"Of course, we have four dead people and the possibility that whatever is doing this is going to continue."

Sarah closed her little note book "I can call Ben Mears he's our local Ranger the best around here. Ben knows the hills better than anyone else he'll be more than willing to take us in." Her hand was picking up the receiver of her phone as she spoke.

"What do you mean us?" Mulder asked.

"This is my jurisdiction and you both look like the type who don't hike every week, you'll need all the help you can get and an extra gun might come in handy."

Foothills, Mount Baker, August 24th 1993

Todd's hands were groping at her breasts again, even with her back pack on he had managed to get both hands around her and get to grips with her ample chest. The other four had moved on ahead up the trail, Brad had mentioned a clearing that was perfect for setting up their tents and Angelica had never realised how happy she would be hearing someone say tent. She was a Valley girl, dragged up here by her boyfriend Todd and their wilderness freak friends and girlfriends. Todd's hands on her breasts were only making matters worse. "Todd! Seriously?" Angelica asked. 

The hands stopped moving but remained firmly planted on a breast each, "It's the fresh air baby, and that damn tight shirt of yours." Todd said breathlessly, his hands finally letting go as he turned Angelica around to face him. His long blonde hair falling over his blue eyes a boyish grin on his face, Angelica hated that smile it left her weak at the knees, "You've been driving me wild since we got here," his hands rested on her hips, his eyes darting from Angelica's to her breasts that were pushing her blue checked top to breaking point back up to her eyes. "I don't think I can wait until we get back home."

Angelica smiled at Todd, she was exhausted already but she felt all mushy inside at Todd's touch and the way he smiled. She knew if she said no he would be crying and begging before the sun had even set, it was bad enough she would be putting up with Brad and his girlfriend having sex in the tent next to them, it would only make Todd's whining more unbearable. Angelica reached up and popped open three of the buttons of her top, each one popping quickly and with relief, her sports bra beneath becoming visible. "I can say no you know?" The look of panic in Todd's eyes made her giggle. She took his hand and pulled him in close landing a lingering kiss on his lips. 

They were off the track in moments Todd had slipped out of his backpack quickly though Angelica had struggled with hers before ripping it off. Todd took her hand and led her down a slight incline fir tree's enveloping them suddenly with false twilight and making them invisible. Todd was pulling at his cargo pants muttering "oh baby," over and over under his breath. Todd had chosen the place but Angelica was going to be in charge. She grabbed hold of Todd, pulling his arms up from his boxer shorts that bulged with his erection. Angelica winked and pushed him unceremoniously to the ground. 

Todd opened his mouth to complain and was cut short as Angelica straddled him and kissed him long and deep. His hands found the small of her back, her warm skin under his fingertips, his hands travelled up under her top finding the bra clasps and undoing them easily. Their kiss broke as Angelica sat up and pushed Todd back where he lay and watched Angelica remove her top followed by her bra. He could not help but smile as her large breasts were exposed. Two globes of pale, freckled flesh topped with large pink areola and nipples that were hardening in the cool air, she leaned forward letting Todd suckle them in turn.

Angelica could feel Todd's cock pushing against her own sex as she ground her hips down on him, they had never had sex outside but it was quickly going to the top of her list of places worth doing it in. Todd suckled like a child, his teeth nipping a little too hard on each hard nipple sending a wave of pain and pleasure through her body reluctantly she leaned back and stood up. Angelica unbuckled her own trousers and slipped them down her ample thighs and kicked them off to one side quickly followed by her white panties. Todd's eyes lingered on the dark patch of pubic hair between her legs and licked his lips.

Angelica bent down and hitched Todd's boxers down his cock bouncing free and hitting his stomach with a meaty thwack. Angelica had wanted to play some more but knew that their friends would be looking for them if they took too long, instead she straddled Todd once again, his bare cock pressing against her wet sex, he moved his hips trying to get his cock in her. Angelica reached under and took hold of his slick cock, feeling its heat and thickness in her grip as she guided the tip to her entrance, she sighed as he pushed up filling her up in one fluid motion.

Todd's hands found her ample backside as she rode him slowly leaning forward so that her tits were mere inches from his face, with a crane and tilt of his head Todd could stick his tongue out and flick it across a nipple on each pendulous globe of flesh. This was more than he was expecting, a hand job would have sufficed but Angelica had clearly wanted more and Todd was happy to give it to her, he raised his hips and pushed a little firmer into her eliciting a gasp from Angelica who then responded with a harder push back.

The gentle flicks across her hard nipples and the perfect meeting of pubic bone on clitoris was quickly brining Angelica to orgasm, she bit her lips holding in what she could, the woods seemed so quiet that if she gave in she was certain anyone within a three mile radius would hear her cumming. Angelica had found the perfect stride her body tingled from toe to head as she closed in on her orgasm until Todd began to speed up, his own groans beginning to drown out Angelica, "No," she muttered realising that he was close too. She tried to regain control but Todd's hips were bucking wildly under her his hands had tightened painfully on her backside as he drove his cock deep into her. With a loud groan Todd's body tensed and froze his cock spasming inside Angelica as he unloaded inside her.

Angelica could not blame him, she understood that it was a moment both of them totally aroused being outside for the first time, her orgasm had begun to retreat even as she ground down a little firmer trying to stoke her fire once more, the smell did not help either.

She had noticed it just as Todd had started to cum, the warmth inside her pleasant enough for her to dismiss her own orgasm for that moment. The smell had come out of nowhere making her wrinkle her nose at the foul smell. She went to say something to Todd but found that she was more eager for her orgasm. Her hips ground down, causing Todd to fidget underneath her, "Whoa baby, a little sensitive down there." He said in a gasp.

'down there,' Angelica thought, and felt ashamed and dirty, 'he's despoiled me,' the thought was an alien one, Angelica was on the pill and Todd had cum in her plenty of times with no thought of being despoiled. The smell seemed heavier now, Angelica moved to get off Todd but found herself sliding further up his muscular frame, her wet pussy slipping across his stomach then chest as she moved further up him, 'I need to be clean and ready' Angelica thought as Todd asked her what she was doing.

"Wait a minute!" Todd exclaimed as he felt Angelica's bush push across his chin, her gaping pussy was over his mouth a moment later and before he could react she sat down firmly, his lips pushing against her swollen labia a mix of her juices and his own sticking them together. Todd's panic began to ebb, this was a new side to Angelica a little strange perhaps and way out of his usual comfort zone, but if they were going to try stuff out why not this. With a little apprehension Todd opened his mouth letting his tongue slip into the gooey mess where his cock had not long departed.

Angelica sighed loudly as she felt Todd's tongue dart into her, she ground down harder his nose against her clitoris. The smell was all around her now, there was an animal close by too she had heard it moving through the undergrowth and a strange grunting sound as well but she felt no fear only longing for...Todd. She had to think about that for a moment, she felt conflicted, a sense of unease washing over her as she took pleasure.

Todd was finding it difficult to breath, his nostrils were pushed hard against Angelica each breath was a heavy musky sex smell, his first taste of cum had him almost gagging but Angelica had not relinquished her thighs grip around his head. His hands had grabbed her backside in an attempt to move her, her response had been to grind down even harder. Now he lapped their mixed juices up eagerly sensing how close she was to orgasm again he stretched his tongue deep into her one moment the next quick darting motions the next as she gasped, moaned and ground down harder still.

Angelica gave up muffling her orgasm, she leaned her head back, chest jutting outwards as she moaned louder and louder. The animal, whatever it was seemed so close, she could almost feel it's hot breath across her breasts, the thought alone tipped her over the edge. Her body erupted with heat, her clitoris buzzed with electricity and her skin became super sensitive as her juices flowed from her and into Todd's willing mouth. Her breasts tingled with excitement as something warm and wet licked each nipple.

"Todd!" The call was piercing and loud, it came again louder and closer still. Angelica shook with sudden realisation she opened her eyes as the bushes in front of her shook violently at the passage of the animal, "Todd, Angelica you here?" The voice called again this time repeated by two other voices each distinctive and clear. Angelica's hands went quickly to her exposed breasts and she half stood half stumbled to her feet allowing Todd to gasp for air. 

Daniel, Cathy and Rebecca stumbled into the clearing and gawped at the sight before them, Angelica was doing her best to cover her breasts and her sex with both hands at the same time, while Todd sat on his elbows gasping for breath his face a sticky mess and his cock standing erect. "We come at a bad time?" Cathy asked. Daniel was averting his eyes the best he could though he wondered why Angelica was still standing still. Cathy was smiling at the two lovers but something on Angelica's face made her smile falter, she walked cautiously over to Angelica, "You okay?"

Angelica looked at the bush, then at her friends her heart pounding in her chest and her head ready to explode, "Something..."she was stuck for words, Cathy rested one hand on Angelica's shoulder "Something touched me."

"That would be my tongue Angel," Todd said standing up and pulling his boxer shorts back on, he grinned from ear to ear and wiggled his eye brows at Daniel. "No big mystery."

"No it wasn't you," Angelica said turning on Todd, "It was there, in the bush it licked my..." Angelica shuddered all over.

Todd looked at Angelica then at the bush now still and silent, "wait here," He grabbed his trousers and pulled them up and bare chested walked round the over growth with Daniel right behind him. They were gone a few minutes in which time the girls had managed to calm Angelica down and got her clothes on. When Todd and Daniel came back, he shook his head, "Nothing, no sight, no tracks, just forest and hills." He took Angelica's hand, the next bit was going to be tough "You sure you didn't imagine it?"

Angelica ripped her hand away from Todd's "What's that supposed to mean?"

Todd shrugged, "Well we were getting it on pretty heavy, maybe the wind or a branch," Angelica opened her mouth to argue back but she caught herself, doubt filling her eyes, "I'm not saying you're wrong, just that maybe it wasn't what you thought it was, it's easy to do, he took her hand again, she accepted willingly "the outdoors can be a little creepy and weird if you're not used to it."

Cathy gave Angelica a small hug, she was not too convinced by Todd's words, she had felt how cold and clammy Angelica's skin was something had terrified her. "He's right honey there is nothing out there that would want to get within in licking distance of a human, let alone near Todd."

Angelica laughed at this, a tear rolling down her cheeks, "Oh god I am such an idiot," She hugged Cathy then flung her arms around Todd, "I am so sorry."

Todd laughed, "Hey lets mark it up to you being a newbie in the woods, perhaps we should keep the clothes on for a bit longer," and he meant it too, here was the woman he was going to marry and have kids with.

"Okay love birds, move out Brad's got camp set up so move it or lose it." Daniel said leading the progression back to the path and onwards to the camp.

The forest behind them remained quiet, the birds had flown away, even the crickets had fallen silent, this was not their normal reaction to this creature but it had become something more savage as time was passing on, more erratic that all other creatures had begun to fear this one. The man-thing was still there hidden up high in one tree, body pressed firmly against hard bark watching the humans down below and feeling despair and anger. It had come so close to the woman, had tasted her and found her willing, then the others had shown up, he may have been dominate but they had the numbers and more mates.

More time passed it knew it could track them, they had made enough noise and their scent was cloying like all the others but it had other pressing needs now, it's belly grumbled at the thought of food and he let out a soft sigh before climbing down the tree and paused at the base it was eager to get going, torn between the woman and the others that were filling his territory and the basic need for food. He moved into the underbrush following paths that had been forgotten by all but his kind, soon he was lost deep in the wooded lands and his other hunger had taken over his lust, tonight it would eat and the rise of the fire tomorrow it would be off again.



Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 02



Benjamin Mears House, August 24th, 10:30pm

Ben Mears was older than Mulder had expected his grey hair thick and wiry hung loose about a face that was tanned with days spent outdoors and deep lines that spoke of long history. His blue eyes were almost pale, Mulder could see why Scully and Haskell looked at him the way they did. Ben was man's man by no mistake. "I see three people in front of me and all of you look like law enforcement," Ben said eyeing them up at the door of his home as he walked up the pathway, "Sheriff," he gave Haskell a curt nod then looked the two strangers up and down, "Federal agents no doubt."

Mulder smiled and nodded, "that obvious?" he said pulling out his credentials and letting the ranger take a long look. Scully did the same and Mulder noticed the way Mears lingered a little too long on her credentials, "we were hoping you could help us out." Mulder said a tad too loud turning the focus away from Scully.

Haskell had tried calling Ben at his home with no replay and after a few more phone calls around town it turned out he had taken a small group into the foothills and was set to return that evening, it was full dark by the time the ranger had pulled up in his drive and walked lazily up the pathway to his front door and the three waiting figures, "Is that so," Ben said sparing a glance at Haskell, "and what would the FBI want my help with?"

Haskell spoke before Mulder could, there was too much testosterone floating around and they had only been stood her a couple of minutes, "We need your help tracking someone in the hills," 

This got Mears' full attention, "Christ Sarah, you talking about the killer," he shook his head, flabbergasted at the request, "I told you at the last sight I had tracks and I could have followed it right there and then," he watched Haskell pale her eyes flicking to the two agents, this was information that she had not told them, he felt a little bit of pity for Sarah but also anger that she was now asking for his help over a week later, "it's been over a week you'll be lucky if I can find gnat shit now."

Mulder was a little surprised that Haskell had not told them about Ben's offer sooner, he guessed she was a little embarrassed that she had turned him down, maybe she was a little too scared what they may discover, or...he saw it then, the looks were there and the way Mears had switched to calling her Sarah with ease, they had been lovers or still were and Haskell had said no to keep Mears safe. But at what cost to someone else? "If this thing is still out there it will kill again and just keep going, anything you can do to help might just set us on the right track."

"Thing?" Mears laughed to himself, "Bigfoot! One week the FBI laughs at Sarah the following week they are true believers in old Sasquatch, listen up Agent Mulder there isn't any legendary creature out there. This is one, maybe two guys who have eaten one too many mushrooms and think they are something they ain't!"

"If it is men Mr Mears then they'll be easier to track surely?" Scully stepped between the men even she could feel the tension between these two men and she had noticed the looks between Haskell and Mears and felt a little disappointment. "Whoever or whatever it is out there has killed four people and is still loose, we cannot find them on our own," Scully's voice softened as she went on easing the tension in the air, Mears took a step back his attention on her, his blues looking directly into her own and making her heart skip, she felt like a school girl again for a few seconds. 

Mear's was silent, he looked between the three of them, Sarah he trusted but these two agents were likely to start crying to come home the moment they got a blister. He knew if he said no Sarah would lead them in on her own and right into trouble no doubt "We start in the morning get here before sunrise and we will head into the hills in my truck," and with that the deal was struck. 

Mulder thanked Mears in his best agent voice possible, polite and to the point he wanted away from the guy as quickly as possible. Ben watched the agents drive off in their car. Haskell lingered on his porch leaning against one white painted wooden railing. "Arrogant little prick that one," Mears said watching the tail lights disappear down the road.

"Reminds me of someone I know," Sarah replied a crooked smile on her lips, Ben turned looking a little hurt, "You are both going to need to take it down a notch if we are going to be up there for the next few days I don't want to be arresting you for murdering a Federal agent Ben."

Ben shrugged and smiled, "If he accidentally slips it wouldn't be murder just a tragic accident."

Sarah shook her head, "Don't even joke Ben I am serious, I have a good feeling about these guys, especially him." Mears raised his salt and pepper eyebrows, "not that sort of feeling,"

Ben unlocked the front door, "You coming in?" he asked without looking over his shoulder, he smiled to himself as he heard the front door close behind him he turned as he felt Sarah's hands on his back.

Motel 8, August 25th, 5:15am

Ben did not bother closing the curtains in the small motel room the street lights provided ample lighting for them as it filtered through the windows. He stood in the sparse room and watched as Dana removed her clothes. She took her time which she did on purpose knowing how much it killed him to watch her. Bens hands clenched and unclenched at his sides as Dana undid the final button on her cream blouse and slipped it off. Her body was toned and pale, the small freckles on her bare shoulders standing out. Dana reached behind and undid the clasps letting the bra fall away from her body as she lowered her arms, her pink nipples stood erect with excitement and the cool air in the soft light.

Ben stepped closer taking her in his strong arms pulling her close and kissing her deeply feeling her nipples press into him and the coolness of her bare skin beneath his callused hands. He picked her up with ease carrying her to the bed and placed her down, quickly he pulled at her trousers pulling them off her smooth legs before burying his face between her legs. Dana sighed as his warm breath filtered through her panties adding more heat to the fire that was building beneath them. Dana let out a soft moan as she felt a finger slide under her panties for a moment a knuckle pressed against her sticky labia then her panties were being pulled aside, her moan turned to a whimper as Ben's tongue took a long, languid upward lick towards her clitoris that sat nestled below her fiery red bush.

Scully was spread out on her motel bed, bathrobe discarded, her wet red hair dampening the thin pillows beneath. Scully had woken when her alarm had gone off, the air conditioning in the room was terrible and her night clothes stuck to her skin she headed to the shower knowing that it was a luxury she was going to miss out in the wild. She had showered and while soaping herself up her mind tripped over the thought of Ben and what his hands would feel like soaping up her body which had made her blush. The silly little fantasy had gathered steam as she tried to dry herself. 

Now she was on her bed pale, naked and air drying which left her skin sensitive and her nipples hard little pink nubs, one hand was firmly between her legs rubbing and probing as she thought of Ben down there. Scully imagined her index finger was Ben's slipping inside her wet hole, probing her, bending slightly to rub at her ridged area sending another sigh speeding from Scully's full lips. 

Scully's hips lifted from the mattress as her palm pushed down on her clitoris, her back side tightened as her orgasm erupted inside her. Scully bit her lower lip trying to mask the cry that was still managing to work its way out of her as her body shook with ecstasy. Scully finally opened her mouth take in one deep shuddery breath and letting it out slowly as she opened her eyes returning to the reality around her. Her body tingled from head to toe and she moved her hand carefully away from her sex a smile on her face as her finger slid from inside her. Scully lay still for a while then watching the ceiling and letting her mind wander.

She felt a little ashamed of how quickly she had slipped into a fantasy of a man she had only just met though it wasn't the first and she was certain not the last. Scully put it down to Ben's looks and character she laughed to herself knowing that as a partner she was apt to kill him if he was that moody all the time she only hoped Sarah was happy and that thought made Scully a little jealous, the FBI was not the life to lead if you wanted a partner and a family but she knew that would come in time.

The knocking on the door roused her from her thoughts, Scully blinked and looked around in a daze she checked her watch on the bedside and was surprised to see that she had dozed off. She stood up as she heard Mulder call her name through the door, she was half way there when she realised she was still naked, she grabbed her robe and hastily threw it on. Mulder was stood at the door in jeans and checked shirt under a heavy jacket, "Hey sleepy head, Ranger Smith won't be happy if we keep him waiting." He said his eyes scanning over Scully's dazed expression and darting quickly to the robe that had not been closed quite as tight as it should have been.

"Give me ten minutes I'll meet you downstairs," She replied foggily, Mulder agreed and Scully closed the door. As she turned from the door to get dressed she caught sight of herself in the mirror, red hair in disarray and her robe showing more cleavage than she would have liked anyone to see, Scully shook her head and quickly got dressed.

Mulder was leaning against the car when Scully finally put in an appearance fifteen minutes later, he had two Styrofoam cups sitting on the cars roof, "Thought you could use a drink." He handed one over to a grateful Scully, "You Okay?" he asked.

Scully took a sip then nodded, "I must have overslept. Fresh air I guess." The sky was starting to turn to a light pink on the horizon and there was a slight chill in the air. They climbed into the car and drove off towards Ben Mears' house.

Ben Mears House, August 25th, 6:23 am

Not to Scully's surprise Sarah Haskell was already there and helping Ben load the back of his green pick-up truck she waved at the two agents as they climbed out of their car, "I was starting to wonder if you two were going to show up." She said cheerfully as Ben stepped out of his house he caught sight of both the agents and gave a curt nod in their direction before dropping a rucksack on the floor and going back into the house.

"Is he going to get the weenies?" Mulder asked watching Ben going back into the house Scully nudged him in the ribs when Sarah looked over at the house. "I'll get that bag" he offered as an apology and walked to the front door. He hoisted the back pack onto his shoulder surprised to find it not as heavy as he had expected it to be and walked to the truck handing the back pack over just as Ben closed the front door. 

Ben walked over to the group a rifle slung over his shoulder its barrel freshly oiled and deadly black, "You're late," he said as a greeting to the two of them, "We have got one hell of a hike ahead of us so try and keep up." He opened the door for Scully and helped her in then did the same for Haskell, leaving Mulder to get his own door.

Snoqualmie National forest, Dawn

The Old One had awoken at first light the pain in its hands had brought it to an uneasy wakefulness. It had not reached its home last night instead choosing to remain in the woods and near its kill. It had gorged on the flesh of the deer, ripping into its hide and devouring flesh and sinew with recklessness before breaking off a bone and sucking the marrow. The other animals had fled in terror from its feeding sounds though one bear had come into the clearing rose on its rear legs and attempted to scare off the larger shaggy animal, it had fled the moment the old one rose on its own legs and charged at him all sharp teeth and violent rage.

Now the old one sat up holding its large hands before it. The knuckles were bloody and splinters of wood were bedded deep into its dark flesh. A tree not too far away had been scratched and torn at he had no recollection of doing this. He had slept through the rage even as the bark tore into his flesh he had remained asleep. Now that he was awake he let out a mournful howl long and low as he pulled at the sharp splinters that protruded from his knuckles. As the sun began to lighten the clearing the old one sat on his haunches picking lazily at the remains of the carcass its thoughts travelled to yesterday and to the pale woman, her body heavier and more powerful than the ones before, though she had screamed at his touch deep down he could sense her need for him far stronger than the others. 

The Old One stood up, the scent of a new day filling it's nostrils his heart speeding up as the scents of the wild brought him to full waking he would be at the others camp in no time at all, She would be there and She would be willing just as the others had been if not more so. The Old One moved with lithe speed a grace that any animal its size would find impossible, he moved into the undergrowth slipping into shadow and becoming part of it, it's footsteps planned ahead so that it's movement went unheeded by nearly all as he raced towards his mate.

Foothills, Mount Baker, August 25th 

Todd had woken in the tent alone, he sat bolt upright and kicked out of his sleeping bag. He poked his head through the tent flap the sight of Angelica a few feet from their tent filling him with relief, he climbed out in nothing but his boxer shorts, the cool morning air causing his skin to break out in goose bumps, "Hey baby what are you doing?" he whispered as he reached Angelica not wanting to wake the others. 

Angelica was sat in front of the now dead fire a small tendril of smoke rising from the ashes into the air where it dissipated quickly. She smiled weakly at Todd and shrugged, "Couldn't sleep" she replied part of it was down to the late night antics of Daniel and Rebecca but they had only gone on for an hour or so. The forest at night had come alive and every noise had caused Angelica to wake with a sudden certainty that whatever had touched her in the forest had come back for her in the end she had risen and stepped outside facing her fear. Outside she was not trapped, outside she could see and hear clearly, her fear was still there but its grip had loosened. Angelica really wanted to believe her friends and Todd in particular when he had said it was a branch or leaves that had touched her, the idea seemed very plausible but the reality was she knew it was none of those things and it wasn't only that it was the way she felt there and then the overwhelming lust that had filled her that Todd, though he tried could not sate.

Todd sat down next to her and put one arm around her, "You're freezing," he said feeling how cold her t-shirt was and her skin beneath that. His eyes darted down quickly noticing her nipples standing erect pushing at the thin t-shirt fabric and his cock began to wake up. "Why don't you come back to the tent and I can warm you up."

As much as Angelica loved Todd they had argued more than once about how he tried to use sex to avoid discussing anything truly relevant, Todd knew what was bothering Angelica and she felt a flush of anger at his old trick to move away from any subject that displeased him. Brad climbed out of his tent causing Angelica to bite back the words that she wanted to say to Todd perhaps that was a good thing. "Morning fellow campers!" Brad said with a lazy smile, his brown hair tussled and his lean body bare from the waist up making Angelica a little giddy and making her turn her head away from him hiding the blood that had rushed into her cheeks. 

Cathy followed behind Brad and like Brad she was naked from the waist up, a pair of Brad's boxers covered her down to her slender hips. She stretched and leaned her head back, her brown skin puckering into goose bumps as the morning air lighted onto it, her almost black nipples hardening quickly. Todd's eyes lingered for a brief moment before returning to Angelica, it was not like he had not seen Cathy naked before it was just that she was so good to look at no matter what time of day. Brad handed her a t-shirt as she walked past him towards Angelica and she slipped it on as she sat down opposite the fire pit, "Hey honey how are you doing?" Cathy was seriously concerned about their new friend, Cathy had never seen anyone freak out so much in the woods before and with such certainty that someone had been there with them as well it had unnerved her and finding sleep had been difficult for her. 

Angelica looked at her gave the same weak smile she had given Todd, "A little spooked still," she said honestly she turned her eyes to Todd briefly letting him know that he should have asked her that question but he was too busy staring at Cathy. "But you know what I think I'm getting over it, first time in the wild my nerves are a little frayed." It was a lie she had repeated to herself throughout the night, and when she said it then she almost believed it too.

Cathy smiled reassuringly as she spoke, "Look I'm here, so is Brad if you ever get a little freaked out let us know."

"Hey I'm here too you know," Todd said a little offended that he was not mentioned.

Cathy raised her eyebrows, her mouth opened ready to rebuke Todd but thought better of it and instead said, "Or let Todd know and we'll pull up for a while." Though Cathy knew Todd would be anything but helpful if Angelica freaked out again.

By the time Daniel and Rebecca joined them the fire pit was going again and a small pan filled with bacon sizzled away on top of it, they discussed the day ahead of them and gradually Angelica relaxed, the group was strong, friendly and open though that last bit was still a bit startling for her but no one had pushed her into any situation she could not have backed out of and when she had, well, she was still here with them and they didn't seem to mind. Angelica took a bite of her bacon sandwich and watched Brad and Daniel as they leaned over a battered map their voices were low almost conspiratorial as they discussed todays leg of their journey. A few nods from each other and the map was folded up neatly and slipped into the rucksack next to Daniel. "Okay folks we got a little trek ahead of us today," Brad said then looked over to Angelica, "A little more uphill than yesterday," he smiled when Angelica shrugged a no problem back at him, "but it will be worth it,"

"There's a lake," Daniel butted in, eager to make his mark on the idea, "only a few miles from here we can make it by noon easily, it is worth it believe me." He grinned from ear to ear. The rest of the group muttered, smiled and nodded their agreements to the plan. Within the hour the camp was broken down, tents rolled up expertly and the fire pit extinguished and dirt pushed on top, the group was ready to go. Daniel led the way the girls remained in the middle and Todd and Brad followed up behind. Leaves and branches never followed but the two of them had agreed that perhaps a rear guard was in order just in case Angelica had been right.

Rebecca came across as quiet when Angelica first met her, she was a slim bookish type the exact opposite of Daniel who was lean and outspoken but once Angelica had gotten to know her she found that Rebecca was very talkative and very open but only with those in the group, an outsider was just that and would be kept at arm's length. "Did we keep you guys awake last night?" Rebecca asked in her timid mouse voice.

"Not really," Angelica said and Cathy laughed, "Okay a little," Angelica said feeling her cheeks turning red, she was slowly getting use to the group and the openness of them all if anything it was a thrill to know she could ask them all anything, if she wanted to, which she was still a little shy about doing. 




Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 02



"What Angel is trying to say is that you two were fucking too loud." Cathy said openly, though she hadn't actually heard a thing with her headphones in and Brad between her legs toying with his tongue and fingers she had been lost in her own world. Cathy clasped Angelica's pale hand, "though you and Todd were sounding pretty wild in the tree's before we found you." Angelica's face erupted in splotches of dark crimson and Cathy laughed, "Angel my dear you need to come out of your shell more."

"I will," she said timidly and noticed Rebecca smirk just before she turned her thin face, "I am," she said with more certainty, "it's just a little different to what I'm used to," which was so true. Angelica may be from California but free love and free speech was something she had only read about in history until she came to University.

She had met Cathy first and got on like a house on fire, she began to hear a few things as the months went on about Cathy and her friends. Angelica was too busy to listen to all the gossip and she had drifted from Cathy anyway different classes and different friends. When she met Todd her whole world suddenly stopped, Angelica was what her mother called ample, big thighs and breasts she was no cheerleader but no slouch either it was all in her genes. Boys had come to her expecting an easy lay and all left disappointed all except Todd.

Todd had never asked Angelica for sex for the first couple of months, he was if anything a gentleman. She lost her virginity to him in her room one rainy night and they had never been apart since, so when she discovered they shared a friend in Cathy, Angelica was already falling into the group that she had heard rumours about. Before Angelica had started dating Todd the group had consisted of Daniel, Rebecca, Brad, Cathy, Todd and Michelle they were all open sexually and shared partners, Angelica had to ask Todd about this and one day she plucked up enough courage to ask. When she did the whole group was present. "We're very open" Todd had said and Angelica found her heart was beginning to break, "but since meeting you, I've not shared." And the others had agreed Todd for the last three months had been with Angelica and no one else.

The group welcomed Angelica with open arms and had asked nothing from her except that she be open and truthful with them. "Different is good, you should try it," Cathy whispered into Angelica's ear as they walked down what looked like a disused trail.

Mount Baker National Park, August 25th

Scully had climbed from the truck full of apprehension at the idea of being in the midst of two males clearly intent on proving which one the alpha was. She was surprised and gratefully relieved when Mulder offered himself up for sacrifice before they had begun their trek, "Ben, this is your territory get us in and out safely is all I can ask." Mulder said direct to Mears, no sarcasm, no crooked smile or childish glint in Mulder's eyes just an honest statement.

Mears seemed taken aback by the statement, he eyed Mulder suspiciously then finally nodded slowly, "Okay agent fair enough. Follow my lead and if I ask anything of you please don't question it."

'Ask anything of me you like!' Scully thought and felt her face blush, she turned quickly to the open back of the truck hoping no one had seen her cheeks redden, Haskell was stood on the other side of the truck and she raised her eyebrows in question at the difference in the two men, Scully raised her own in response, they were both just as baffled and clearly relieved in the turnabout. 

Haskell handed two rucksacks to Mulder and Scully while Mears put his own on and removed his rifle from its jacket before slinging it over his shoulder. "Try and keep up," he said over his shoulder as he moved with purpose up a small dirt track. He made no excuse for his pace, he wanted to be at the river by midday at the latest, any later chances were they would end up camping there and Ben did not like the idea of that. After a few minutes he looked over his shoulder and smiled to himself, both the agents were keeping up and were not out of breath. Up ahead the dirt track veered further east and Ben brought the group to a halt. "We're going to cut across here for a while, saves on time which I'm guessing we need," Mulder nodded as he took a small sip of water from his canteen. "Okay, keep up and holler if you get stuck." And with that they left the dirt track and pushed through the undergrowth.

Scully found the going tough at first, the tree's loomed over them blocking out the morning sun quickly and the bushes and overgrowth seemed to grab hold of them the moment they came into contact with any of it causing a lot of tugging at shirt sleeves and rucksacks with the always helpful addition of cursing when it failed to cooperate. But after they reached the top of a steady rise Scully was relieved to see that the worst of the growth was behind them and that a stretch of firs lay below them. Mears called for a stop and Scully sat down hard on a fallen log, she grabbed her canteen and took a long pull, "You holding up okay Agent Scully?" Mears asked standing over her.

"I'd better if there was a tarmac road, otherwise I'm okay," She replied as Mears sat down next to her his own canteen held loosely in one hand. "How much further until we reach the site?" She could smell the musky scent of sweat on Mears as well as a surprising undercurrent of aftershave something woody and spicy. 

"Another couple of hours if we're lucky, you and Mulder seem to be keeping up pretty well." Mears swigged from his canteen.

"Well we've done our fair share of back packing for the agency," Scully replied and Mears looked at her with surprise, "we're not what the bureau would class as normal agents." And that was one hell of an understatement especially for Mulder. "I've seen my fair share of woods lately."

"What are the chances of Mears finding any tracks?" Mulder said in a low tone to Haskell even though Mears and Scully were out of earshot.

"Damn good," Haskell replied without hesitation, she always found it easy to protect or talk up Ben even when he didn't necessarily need it, "If there is even the remotest print he'll track down whoever or whatever is out there." She chanced a glance over at Ben and felt her stomach tighten when Scully brushed a length of her red hair out of her eyes and laughed at something Ben had said, she hated feeling jealous over a man who she wasn't dating, not really anyway the sex was just that, something mutual that they both enjoyed. They had tried dating a few years back but they both felt ineffectual and emotionally recluse to form a proper bond with one another...the sex on the other hand had been and still was amazing.

"How long you been seeing one another?" Mulder asked, he didn't really expect a response but he knew given a night and another day of these two avoiding even standing near one another he would have to shout it out, better to get it out there now and focus all their minds on the job at hand.

Haskell felt a weight lift from her, sneaking around was not her style and it had been Ben's idea that they should keep their distance out in the woods, "We're not really seeing one another. It's kind of weird and complicated." She bit her upper lip, a habit from her teen years "We are there when the other needs them." Was the best way she could have put it.

Haskell turned her eyes back on Mulder and he raised his hands in mock defence, "I'm not judging but I'd rather have you two focusing on what's going on here rather than keeping up appearances," 

Haskell nodded agreeing with the statement. She stood up and tightened the lid on her flask, "Okay breaks over," she said loudly, "Let's get moving."

Foothills, Mount Baker, August 25th, Midday

The curve in the river, the way the tree's stretched back up a slope the foreboding sight of Mount Baker behind them and the clear blue sky made Mulder catch his breath, his mind clicked to the images of Ansel Adams and for a moment Mulder felt just like him, wandering through the wilderness and finding these untouched wonders except here it had been touched and stamped and bled. The moment faded and Fox Mulder was back. They waded through thigh high water that was warm on top but cold beneath. As they crossed they held their hands out or in the case of Mears and Haskell high above their heads with their rifles, the slippery rocks beneath their boots threatening to tip them without any warning.

On the other side they came to a halt, idle chatter had stopped and they removed their rucksacks placing them together, the midday sun glared down on them drying their wet garments. Mulder pulled his jacket off and rolled up his sleeves as he eyed the clearing. Any sign of the violence that had taken place here was long gone, all Mulder saw was pebbles, dirt and leaves any thoughts of catching whoever or whatever was responsible for this was quickly disappearing from Mulders head.

Ben had wandered a little ways off from the group sticking close to the water's edge he had felt closed in by the other three even out here in the wide open space, he needed breathing room. He walked slowly lifting his feet gently in an odd gait as his eyes scanned the ground. This close to the water's edge he expected to find the marks of smaller animals as well as one or two deer perhaps a bear but that would be a wonder. Ben's brow knitted together and he crouched down, he moved a few old twigs and peered closer at the mud, the tracks here were old the recent heat wave had meant the river level had dropped so the tracks were pretty much left intact. From what he could tell the tracks were over two weeks old, nothing since the attack had come near this part of the river.

Mulder followed in Mears' steps, contamination of a scene was drilled into every young wannabe agent from day one. He reached Mears as he rose to his feet discarding a small handful of twigs as he did so. "Found anything?" Mulder was not expecting much but could not help but imagine being shown a massive, fresh footprint.

"Nothing," Mears said more to himself than in response to Mulder.

"Well it's been a while I guess," and the thoughts of tracking and capturing grew further and further from Mulders disappointed mind.

"It's not just that," Mears turned to face Mulder, "The tracks here are old, there's been no activity here since before the attack." He could see Mulder did not quite understand. "There should be plenty of fresh tracks here, we're in the middle of a heat wave and yet no animal has dared to come close to here, that's not right."

"Maybe they're afraid," Haskell said, putting a voice to what Mulder was thinking as both her and Scully joined them. What had happened here was shocking to a human but for animals to react to such violence...well that made Sarah uncomfortable.

Ben looked at her his mouth opening to speak then closing firmly, his jaw tightening as he walked off to the tree line. The tall Douglas firs grew close together, the ground was littered here and there with heather and blooming purple and yellow Aster's, Ben only moved about a foot in and the heat of the day dropped off and the piercing sun was lost in the green foliage overhead. He moved with a purpose heading to his left a few more feet to a half buried deadfall. He had gotten this far the first time when Sarah had pulled him out and they all returned back to town much to his annoyance.

Ben moved round the deadfall standing behind it and crouching down, the gap through the trees was almost like a green frame around the scene and with a little imagination he filled the shoreline with the two victims and their paraphernalia, they had watched from here he was certain of it. Even though Ben thought of them he knew it wasn't quite right no matter how many times he voiced the opinion, it was not two men or even one crazed man filled with mushrooms it had been a creature, a creature he had not seen since he was twelve.

Mulder had lost sight of Mears the moment he stepped into the tree line, he walked forwards and scanned left then right trying to pick him out but it was useless, "Over here!" the disembodied voice called from the tree's and Mulder leaned forward trying to see better, it was only Mears' waving hand that allowed Mulder to pick him out. When he reached the deadfall Mears motioned for Mulder to crouch down next to him.

"He watched them from here," Mulder said, the view was perfect nearly the whole camp would have been in view, Scully and Haskell were stood roughly where the fire would have been and Mulder's stomach flip-flopped as he imagined what the killer would have seen and felt at that moment. Mulder had read Scully's notes the woman had been totally naked, the man had been found with his trousers undone to guess they had been having sex or leading up to sex was easy, had it been enough to spur the killer into action.

Mears tapped on the deadfall, at first Mulder thought it was simply an acknowledgement of what he had said but it was only when he looked down that he noticed the deep gouges in the soft wood, four of them side by side two or three inches apart, "A knife I'd guess," Mears said, it was such a weak lie that Mulder picked it up instantly he wondered why Mears so against the idea of Sasquatch even with evidence beginning to mount up. Before Mulder could ask him, Mears stood up and turned pointing to the tree's "Just there, you see that break through," Mulder nodded slowly, all he could see was tree's, branches and more of the same. "Look lower down, the foxglove near the base of that tree." Mulder felt embarrassed and looked down at the pink flowers of the foxglove, it was a small clump that had been trampled through the centre, the long stalks here were flat and dying off.

Mulder followed behind Mears aware that they were leaving the women further behind, they moved slowly and Mears pointed out more and more trampled plants at one point a small clearing filled with purple aster had been trodden flat right through the centre, the stride was huge and Mulder's mouth hung loosely open at the sight, "It snuck up, but left in a hurry." He said. 

Ben nodded, the agent knew his crime scene and criminology which was about as good as he was expecting from an agent out in the wilderness, "they'd just raped and killed two people, who wouldn't be in a hurry." Beyond the small gather of purple aster the tree's clumped closer together and began another climb up a steeper looking incline, "They went that way, right towards the mountain, not a lot of cover there. But there is a lake closer same direction it's an old sink hole that's filled in, plenty of hidden caves there."

"Can we make it by night fall?" Mulder asked.

Mears shook his head, "not a chance, we can cover most of this ground though before sunset." He had no intention of camping here.

Mulder hated disappointment but Mears was going up in his estimation and decided he knew best "Okay let's head back and get our stuff and the girls before they think we've run into some pig squealing hillbillies."

Sarah had noticed it first a quick glance at the red-haired agent confirmed that for the moment she was the only one to notice. The sound of songbirds had diminished and then with a certain finality disappeared the sound of the cicada's had also gone, Sarah walked idly over to where they had left their rucksacks, Scully remained kneeling by the remains of the camp fire. Sarah's movements were almost lazy as she moved two of the rucksacks out of the way to reveal her Winchester .300 hunting rifle. She reached down unzipping it from its cover when she stood with it in both hands Scully was on her feet her side arm a sig Saur P226 in her right hand pointing to the ground, "Something's wrong!" the agent said looking warily around. 

Scully tensed up the moment she felt Sarah's hand land gently on her shoulder, her breath caught in her throat as Sarah leaned in her breath cool against Scully's ear. "Can you smell that?" 

What little wind there was came cool off the slow moving water behind them, the smell was not carried on it though, it seemed to pervade from an unknown direction, for a moment it was enveloping them then the wind would pick up a fraction catching it and diffusing it. It made Scully wrinkle her nose and her stomach clench involuntarily. "Something dead..." her words trailed off as Sarah's hand slid from Scully's shoulder, down her arm coming to rest on her bare warm skin just beneath her rolled up shirt sleeve. Scully half turned the motion seeming to take ages as if her body was stuck in wet cement. Her hand that gripped her pistol tingled and felt numb her fingers relaxing allowing the gun to slip to the shale ground. "What..." Scully managed to slur before she felt Sarah's thin lips press gently against her own, full lips.

'What are you doing?' Sarah's mind screamed at her as her lips touched those of the agent, full warm and soft and meeting her own without reluctance. Sarah's hand tightened on Scully's arm while her second hand dropped her rifle without a care and rested on the agent's waist. Her touch was greeted by Scully reaching up and holding Sarah's waist sending butterflies erupting in her stomach and a deep tingling further below that. Though no matter how good it suddenly felt it also felt very wrong to Sarah, when she tried to break the impromptu caress the smell would invade again lingering one moment, there, then whisked away on an errant breeze while Sarah pushed further into the hold of the Agent.

Unbeknownst to Sarah, Scully was having the same argument with herself, she had reached her hands up to push Sarah away but found them resting on her slender waist instead, worse still they had taken hold of the Sheriff's t-shirt and had pulled it free of her jeans finding her hot skin beneath, Scully's touch sending a shiver through Sarah even as Scully tried to pull away from her. For a moment the kiss broke, their eyes opened and locked on one another, fear and want mixed between them a cry for help held back in their throats though they knew the other was no feeling the same way but was powerless to resist.

Sarah cried out as she felt the sharp stones of the ground beneath her back dig in as Scully almost forcefully pushed her down, the agent was next to her lifting up the t-shirt her tanned skin beneath turning to goose bumps even in the heat of the day, her white bra now exposed as Scully's hand rested over one and they kissed deeper still, Sarah's mouth opening expectantly for Scully's exploring tongue. Sarah's own hands had wrestled the buttons from Scully's shirt and were now fumbling beneath her bra finding her breasts warm and her nipples two erect points beneath her palm. Scully let out a sigh at Sarah's touch her own hand now finding its way beneath Sarah's bra in response to the Sheriff's touch while her free hand tugged at the button that held Sarah's jean's together. The button gave in and popped free allowing Scully's shaking hand to slip beneath and over the pale blue cotton panties beneath.

Scully had pushed Sarah to the ground in an attempt to stop what was happening though she found herself following her down, kissing her more deeply letting the Sheriff's hands wander over her body, willing her and letting her touch her soft breasts and feeling ashamed as she smiled at the feel of Sarah's fingers pinching her hard nipples. Through everything the smell continued to linger, only now it was thicker and was starting to make Scully's stomach roll the stark reality of the stench brought her to some semblance of awareness only for the madness to grip firmer and pull her further in an unwilling participant one moment, a giddy, horny willing participant the next.

Sarah lifted her hips meeting Scully's hand that cupped her sex, her panties damp with expectancy. Sarah had managed to lift one bra cup over Scully's right breast freeing it from behind the wired prison. The pink nipple stood erect in the air and Sarah's moth found it willingly, the salty taste of sweat and a light chemical one of antiperspirant greeted Sarah's tongue as her lips closed round the hard nub of flesh. Scully pushed forward, sighing with the sensation her cupped hand grinding down on Sarah's sex as she did so. 




Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 02



The old one was close to crossing the river when this group had appeared from across the way. It hunkered down becoming still letting the undergrowth settle around its shaggy, dirty hide. It watched and felt the terror as one man removed a bang stick from its shoulder, the old one almost fled when he saw one of the females with another one holding it above her head as they crossed the slow moving water. But it knew, had it moved they would have seen it and used those sticks on it as many had done in the past it had survived where others had not been so lucky. The old one remained still watching as the group dispersed one man he had seen before, and felt caution towards him he knew the forest and the mountains. He had approached the old one who had coiled like a snake ready to flee had he been spotted but the man had moved on, the other man following like a child.

That had left the women, he went to rise, to move further down river before crossing, the scent of the others would already be old if not completely gone, tracking them, tracking Her was his overwhelming need. Yet the old one had stayed and watched, before long he knew they would react the way all the females did...his wait was not long. The old one watched the females with curiosity this reaction was new, they had begun a mating ritual together something he had not seen before, the display was enticing as were their forms yet the other one called to him he was eager to be off to find Her but here two females were willing for him and so he rose and stepped beyond the tree line.

Scully and Sarah were a tangled mess, jeans had been shoved down, one boot lay at a distance where it had been thrown, bra's hung loosely about their waists as they kissed deeply, one hand exploring the others body while the other hand rested between the opposites legs, fingers sticky with pleasure. Scully mounted Sarah's waist almost breaking the Sheriff's hand as she moved, she moved up her body, her labia puffy and rubbing against the smooth skin of Sarah. Sarah bit her thin lip watching the fiery pubic bush of Scully get closer; it hovered above her face for a moment, a red bush on top a pink glistening opening beneath. The Gun shot made both women scream.

Mulder had gotten to the clearing first he had to blink to clear his vision the sudden burst of sun blinding him after the gloom of the trees. Mear's followed behind him, holding one hand up to shield his eyes as he entered the clearing. "What on Earth!" he exclaimed his vision less impaired than Mulders.

Mulder turned to look in the same direction his vision clearing quickly at the sight. Both Scully and Haskell were on the ground in varying states of undress and clearly kissing passionately, a smile crept up on Mulder before he banished it the realisation that this was so very off kilter hitting home, he drew his pistol from his holster only then did he notice the third figure.

Mear's had felt sick at the sight of Sarah and the red-haired agent, incomprehension had quickly given way to alarm and when he caught sight of the man he had quickly gone for his rifle. He took comfort in hearing Mulder pulling his side arm, both men were clearly on the same page. Mears' drew an easy line of sight the scope on his rifle picking out the shaggy head of...he froze, the low brow, flat nose and the jutting jaw so human like yet animalistic at the same time, the skin that was visible glistened in what he guessed was sweat, through the scope it ran down the creatures face.

"What are you waiting for?" Mulder cried out, watching Mears' standing still a direct line of sight on the creature, Mulder aimed his pistol so small compared to the rifle he thumbed the safety off and fired a shot. 



Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 03



Mount Baker, National Park, August 25th 1:02pm

Scully signalled with one shaky hand for Mulder to back off, she was hunched over by the water's edge vomiting up the contents of her stomach. Mulder took a step back, his gun still clutched in one hand, he could hear Mears talking to Haskell a little way off, mumbled words from him weeping from her, Mulder's own stomach tightened and he thought he would be joining Scully at the water's edge to get re-acquainted with his breakfast.

Mulder's shot had blown wide that was his guess as the creature had not fallen or reacted to being shot instead it had let out a sickening roar at the two of them which seemed to wake Mears from his paralysis and he let a shot fly. 'Missed on purpose' Mulder said to himself, he could tell, somehow he knew that Mears had flinched at the moment of pulling the rifle's trigger. The creature fled quickly, one step took it into the tree line by the second step it had vanished. It was long gone Mulder knew it, Mears knew it but both men still kept their weapons ready as they approached the two women, both now looking disorientated and rather pale. "I'm going to be sick!" Scully said hiccupping as she scrambled to her feet grabbing her jeans and pulling them up as she half ran, half hopped to the water's edge.

Haskell clung to Mears sobbing uncontrollably as she pulled her clothes about her covering her exposed breasts with one hand. Mulder raced to Scully where she turned him away with one hand as he vomited into the water. Scully stood up straight, her hands shaking violently as she did the clasp on her jeans, she turned holding her shirt together with one hand, breasts now concealed but nipples poking at the material, "What happened?" Mulder asked, Scully looked awful, her eyes were rimmed in red and not just from being sick, she shook all over as if frozen, he got to her before she collapsed holding her up as her arms flopped to her side and she passed out.

"How is she?" Mears asked as Mulder moved away from the now sleeping Scully. Both men had scrambled to get sleeping bags unrolled, leaving the women on the shingle shore for the time being, though neither of the women complained or even stirred on the sharp stones that must have surely been digging into them.

"Bit of a temperature and exhausted but okay," He looked over at Haskell who was asleep too, "Haskell about the same?" Mears nodded his response, both men were at a loss of what to do, they had walked in on something that in another setting would have been erotic but had taken on a twisted and terrifying angle. They took a few steps away from the sleeping women though making sure they were close enough if anything untoward happened. "What happened back there?" Mulder asked. Mears looked at him a shrugged, "You know what I mean, why did you freeze?"

"I don't shoot bears for fun Agent Mulder!" Mears shot back quickly, a finger jabbing into Mulder's shoulder as he spoke.

"Bullshit!" Mulder retorted back, "That was no bear and you know it," Mears turned his head, lips turning bloodless as he clenched his teeth, "That was no bear and it certainly wasn't a guy drugged up on magic mushrooms, that was a bigfoot clear as day." Mears spun back round his face had gone red, hands clenched at his side as if he were ready to punch Mulder. "Why did you freeze?" Mulder asked quietly and calmly.

Only three people knew Ben's story, himself, his father and up until a few years back no one else until he had told Sarah one night in bed. He had gone fishing with his father as they always did during the school break. It was a yearly tradition it got them both out from under Ben's mother's feet and gave them some father, son time together. It was late September and already the forest was showing signs of Autumn, the leaves were not quite as vibrant on many of the tree's, the flowers that at the height of summer covered the forest floor like a carpet had finally wilted and the wind spoke of the chill that would soon be here.

They were three days in to their wilderness trek when they pulled up next to a fast running body of water, Ben's father had caught trout here previously and he had decided that the chances were high enough to try again. After about an hour he had stepped from the water in waders resigned to the fact that perhaps today was not going to be The Day. Ben asked if he could stay and his father had ruffled Ben's then dark hair, smiled at him and agreed, their camp was only a couple of meters away and if Ben did happen to land a catch, Costigan Mears was within shouting distance to come lend a hand.

At twelve Benjamin Mears had dreams of making his own Lewis and Clark expedition he saw these yearly trips as trial runs leading up to the main event. Ben found a lot of peace in fishing it let his mind wander to places far off as well as deal with events happening closer to home his mother always said he was older than his years. The splashing further upstream brought Ben out of his daydream, he tugged on his fishing rod out of habit feeling a little disappointed that the almost invisible fishing wire was loose and not taunt with a juicy catch.

The splashing made Ben turn his head and his breath caught, not much further up the stream on the opposite bank a figure sat hunched over the water, two long arms were submerged in the water up to the shaggy haired elbows. Ben's twelve year old mind tried to make sense of the shape, of the fur or hair it wanted to say bear it was almost instinctual for his mind to report back bear hadn't his father told him time and time again to be on the lookout for black bears. But those arms, impossibly long with thick light brown hair those were not part of a bear. The arms flicked in the water and were suddenly pulled up, long fingers closed round the body of a large fish that was chucked onto the ground before the arms went back into the water.

"Dad!" Ben called out his voice shaky and high pitched, the creature turned its head instantly even from that distance and over the sound of water it had heard Ben's call. It pulled its arms from the water and stood up slowly. Ben dropped his fishing rod, which caught in the flowing water and was washed away, he wanted to take a step back, to turn and run but the creature was watching him. It moved forward on the other bank moving cautiously, wet hair clung to its powerful looking arms and dripped water. It came to a halt almost opposite the stricken Ben, its features almost human behind a layer of downy hair, it lifted its large head sniffing the air, 'sniffing me' Ben realised.

"What's up Champ?" Costigan asked as he walked up to his son, he stopped cold as he caught sight of the creature across the way. The creature crouched down unsure of the new intruder it sniffed the air again taking in the new scent. It growled and clicked at the two humans, giving Costigan the oddest sensation that it was trying to talk to them. Costigan lifted his hand slowly, palm open "Hello there," he said in a voice that sounded strong but still wavered with nerves. The creature stood up abruptly, it gave two deep hoots then scampered back to its catch, without slowing it grabbed the fish and disappeared into the trees. "No one, we cannot tell anyone about this." Costigan said more to himself than to Ben, but Ben understood.

Mulder could tell by Mears' expression that he was waiting for Mulder to smirk or laugh, had they not just seen such a creature Mulder would have taken the story with a grain of salt had he not seen the earnest look in Mears' eyes, "Was it the same one we saw today?" Mulder asked.

Mears felt drained from talking so much but also relieved that he had been able to tell someone his story, someone who for the time being believed him, "I think so, but I couldn't say for certain." But he had paused there was something about the face and the eyes in particular, there was a familiarity but through a rifle scope how could he really be certain. 

"Did you notice anything odd?" the question seemed odd to Ben who looked at Mulder questioningly. "A cut, a wound something like that," 

Mears now understood and smiled inwardly, Mulder was growing in his estimations, here was an agent that wasn't fuelled by the shoot now ask later stance. A creature that is wounded would act out of character, oddly and in cases viciously. Mears' brow knitted together as he played back those few seconds, the scope sight moving across the body 'a lot of hair' Ben told himself, 'matted in places, maybe blood,' he saw it in slow motion the scope rising to the nape of the neck then the face, now even more familiar the more he focused. He shook his head, "Nothing that stands out, it was sweating a lot that's about it."

"Sweating?" Mulder asked and Mears nodded. "How much?"

Mears let out a soft laugh, "You want that in litres or gallons? It was sweating enough for me to see it on his face," Mears paused the creature was no longer an It but a He, Mears was beginning to accept the fact, his mind letting him free to speak unguarded, "looked like someone had thrown a bucket of water at him. But under that hair in this heat who wouldn't be sweating."

Mulder shook his head, "No I don't agree, sightings have been prolific, we'd have to say more than one creature which means a definite breeding pattern, they would have adapted to the climate. Maybe a fever though?" Mulders mind was connecting dots that were perhaps not quite there yet but he had to try and make sense of the situation.

"Sweat a lot with a fever, I've seen people with malaria and worse do crazy things," Mears chimed in more comfortable with the idea that the creature was injured or sick and acting out, either scenario meant it could be healed or cured though that still left the death of four people to deal with. "But that doesn't explain why those two were acting the way they were?" Mears pointed over his shoulder at the sleeping women.

Even Mulder was stumped there, the way the women were acting for Scully it was totally out of character and as for Haskell, well judging by Mears' reaction it was not part of the Sheriff's normal proclivities. "Only they'll be able to shed light on that." Mulder furrowed his brow as he looked at the sleeping figures, "Were not going any further today, we need to set up camp."

"I'll get some wood, if you want to put the tents up," Mears said, he did not wait for a reply from Mulder instead he headed off towards the tree line keeping well away from where the Sasquatch had disappeared. 

Foothills, Mount Baker, august 25th 1:05pm

Brad held his hand up silencing the group with one simple gesture. Cathy had voiced the question the moment they heard the popping sound, "what was that?" before Brad had silenced them, a few seconds past then a howl perhaps a mile or so away rolled over them, Angelica took in a sharp breath as if she was getting ready to scream then a deeper pop sound followed swiftly afterwards. "That was gunshot!" Cathy said and no one argued that point. 

"What do you think? A Bear?" Todd asked he was looking in the general direction of where the sounds had come from but they were so deep in the tree's that any chance of seeing anything other than bark and leaves was slim to none.

Brad nodded slowly, he had heard Bear's plenty of times it had not sounded like a Bear, but it was far enough away that the wind, the trees even the Mountain could have thrown the acoustics off enough plus he did not want the group especially angelica panicking. "Someone's probably trying to keep their picnic safe from Yogi." Brad said his smile forced as he turned to face the group, he could feel how tense they had all suddenly become. Angelica looked close to tears and Cathy was chewing her bottom lip as her eyes darted left to right as if some beast was stalking them. His joke fell flat, yet they all smiled wearily. "Come on it's not much further to the lake." He moved between the motionless group taking the lead from Daniel, Brad motioned to everyone to move on and a little apprehensively they followed.

That lake sat nestled in a bowl made up of low tree lined hills in all directions and to the north the intimidating stone edifice of Mount Baker loomed over it all, its reflection dominating the lake's still surface only broken by a small island that sat a hundred meters or so from the shore line just beneath the group. "Wow!" Rebecca exclaimed as she stepped into the small clearing, her mouth hung open as she took in the sight. Out of the tree's the air felt less cloying, the heat was still there even though the sun had reach it apex and was already descending but the breeze that came from the lake felt wonderful on her skin. 

Suddenly the strange noises from earlier seemed an even further distant memory, "I don't know about you guys but I need a bath." Rebecca shrugged out of her back pack dumping it with little ceremony at Daniel's feet and began to walk down the slight incline to the Lake's edge as she went she removed her clothes. Her t-shirt landed on a small bush, her bra tossed casually over her shoulder landing crumpled on the ground as she continued to walk. She looked over her naked pale shoulder at the rest of the group, "Who's joining me?" she asked as she bent over slightly sliding her shorts and white knickers off in one slow movement her toned backside visible to all.

Daniel dumped his backpack without a second thought rushing down the slope to join Rebecca as she waded into the water squealing with the sudden coldness as the water enveloped her first up to her knee's then her hips before she jumped forward and dived under the surface. Daniel stripped quickly at the shore tumbling onto his backside as his trousers caught on his boots. He cried out pitifully as he worked his feet free of the boots then yanked off his crumpled trousers, Angelica turned to look the other way as she saw Daniel's erect cock before him as he ran into the lake. Cathy leaned in towards her and whispered, "Different is good remember?" and winked conspiratorially at her.

Rebecca and Daniel swam back and forth in the water splashing on another or chasing one another while the rest of the group unpacked at the shoreline. Brad as usual took control, he kept looking over at the two in the lake smiling it was not difficult to see how badly he wanted to join the two of them but instead he gave out quick orders to get the tents up. Cathy waved Brad off, "Not me honey, this sun is too good to waste." She lifted her arms and pulled her tank top off, her dark breasts bra-less and now exposed to the warmth of the sun puckered slightly and her almost black nipples grew hard. Cathy grabbed a patchwork blanket and spread it out on the ground before lying back, sighing and closing her eyes.

Brad threw up his arms in mock exasperation though he smiled through it all and shouted at Todd to do the work instead. "Do you need a hand?" Angelica asked him,

Todd smiled, "Man work, woman cook." He replied in a gruff caveman type voice and shooed Angelica off. For a moment she stood still looking around, the scenery was breath taking, the opposite shoreline was lost in a heat haze that left it shimmering like a mirage, birds sung lazily in the tree's and the sky was an unblemished blue. Angelica had not seen another human being in over two days maybe more it was like they were the last ones on earth, survivalists in a harsh empty land. Angelica shook her head, she felt so timid still even with two naked people splashing in the water right before her and another girl topless not two feet from her. They had seen no one in two days, who was going to stumble onto them now; the others certainly didn't seem to care.

Angelica took a slow shaky breath in and as she let it out she undid the buttons on her top, she slipped the top of and reached behind unhooking her bra as she did this she quickly looked about, no one was gawping at her they were busy and didn't seem to care. The bra pinged free and her heavy breasts sagged with relief as she pulled the fabric and wire from her body. "Room for one more?" Angelica asked Cathy. Cathy opened one eye and smiled at the sight of Angelica topless above her she shuffled over on the blanket and patted the spot next to her.

Angelica lay there for a few minutes, her heart had stopped its frantic hammering and she found herself enjoying the feeling of being bare out in the open. Her breasts were heavy and pale she had heard people sniggering behind her back in the past especially when she was in a bikini or worse the hurtful things some girls spat at her when they saw her dressed up, cleavage deep and on show. But here no one cared, no one sniggered or said hurtful things, Angelica opened her eyes a smile forming on her lips, she turned her head and noticed Brad looking at her he smiled back his face turning red suddenly and he turned quickly away bending down to hammer a tent peg into the ground. "He's been watching you for the last five minutes you know." Cathy said dreamily her eyes still shut.

Angelica let out a jittery laugh, arms going up to cover her warm soft breasts "I'm sorry." She said an automatic response she had learnt early in life.

Cathy sat up on her elbows, "Why? I've been looking too, those are pretty impressive honey. If I had those boys I'd show them off whenever I could."

"Really? Yours are so pert," Angelica said taking in the round chocolate coloured breasts and currently soft dark nipples, Cathy gave a good natured laugh "I'm sorry." Angelica blurted out.

Cathy shook her head, "There it is again, stop being sorry for everything." Rebecca gave a squeal in the water as Daniel grabbed hold of her from behind lifting her bodily from the water her breasts glistening with water before she splashed back down both of them disappearing beneath the surface. When the pair came back up they were holding each other close and kissing. "You think those two are sorry for anything? How about Brad or Todd? Hell how about me?" Cathy leaned in on one elbow, "we're not sorry for anything it's time to forget the Angelica of yesterday let the Angelica of today free." Cathy leaned further in, "Or are you still sacred?" The tone was mocking, and Angelica felt a pang of hurt deep in her stomach at the taunt but wasn't that the idea?

Angelica was on her feet, not really thinking, perhaps that was for the best as she rose she was certain she was going to go to Brad just to be spiteful to Cathy instead her feet took her to the lake, she took hold of her own cargo pants and took them off aware that the hammering behind her had abruptly stopped. Angelica did not risk a look behind, if she did she knew all would be lost and she would blush terribly, fumble over her words and probably run off naked with embarrassment. Instead she waded into the water her breath catching in her mouth and she let out a yelp at the sudden coldness yet she continued further in. Rebecca had pulled away from Daniel smiling a little at Angelica whose eyes remained fixed on Daniel.

Daniel had been enjoying the sensation of his cock pressed up against Rebecca's belly the water acting like a lubricant as he rubbed it back and forth across her toned stomach, when Rebecca had pushed away Daniel had gone to call out then he had seen Angelica. His cock twitched beneath the surface at the sight of Angelica's large breasts unbound and heading in his direction. She was stood before him within a few more steps she hooked one hand around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Daniel's ears roared with blood but he could just about hear someone cheering behind that. When the kiss broke his first view was of a rather scared looking Angelica then of Cathy on the shore clapping and cheering. 

Angelica had almost squealed when she felt the hard head of Daniel's cock nudge against her stomach as she pulled him in for the kiss, then she had almost fainted as his tongue parted her lips and explored the inside of her mouth, his cock now firmly pushing against her belly. She broke the kiss to prepare herself for the onslaught that she was pretty certain was going to come flying from Rebecca. Instead Rebecca beamed from ear to ear and even joined Cathy by clapping softly. Angelica felt Daniel's hands on her hips holding her firmly and pulling her closer she turned and met his lips for the second time, opening her mouth willingly to his tongue.




Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 03



It had been Rebecca's idea to head to the small island Daniel had followed with Angelica in tow. Angelica was a little relived to have the respite in the swim to the island to gather her thoughts. Things had escalated quickly from the second kiss, one of Daniel's hands had found its way between her legs and a finger had probed her open with little force before she knew it Angelica had wrapped her hand around Daniel's cock gripping it firmly and tugging him slowly each stroke matching the probing finger inside her. There were boo's from the shore as they swam away but Angelica had sent out a silent thank you to Rebecca for taking them away from the crowd for her first experience.

Up on the shore Rebecca pulled Daniel down onto his back kissing his wet chest her hand taking hold of his still hard cock. Angelica knelt next to them watching, unsure on how to proceed until Rebecca had taken her hand and guided it to Daniel's cock Rebecca smiled at her before lowering her head and kissing Daniel deeply. Daniel's wandering hand from earlier found its way between Angelica's legs as she knelt working his cock slowly. She parted her legs willingly giggling a tiny bit as she felt his hand cup her large sex then she sighed as he slipped a finger with ease between lips that were moist from excitement more than water.

Angelica found herself poised above Daniel she held his cock with one hand rubbing his cock head between her puffy lips feeling the bulge of his cock head poking at her entrance, he moaned loudly with frustration and finally Angelica relinquished her grip lowering herself further down letting his cock fill her up as she did so. Daniel's hands gripped her hips as she rode him slowly, the pleasure of a new cock in her though not as big as Todd but certainly thicker was quickly eating away at her guilt the more she felt him stretch her the more the guilt receded.

Rebecca was quick in making sure she was not missing out, her tiny frame climbed over Daniel's head and lowered itself onto his already waiting tongue. Both girls moaned as Daniel's cock filled her or his tongue danced and lapped at her moist hole and clitoris. Angelica froze for a moment as Rebecca reached out and cupped her breasts, Daniel unaware of anything moaned out for Angelica not to stop and lifted his own hips from the ground pushing his cock further into Angelica. 

Rebecca's touch was like electricity, no other girl had touched Angelica before let alone during sex her mind was on fire with the sensations and feelings of the moment. She ground down on Daniel meeting his thrusts with her own while Rebecca's hands went from cupping to stroking her engorged nipples, Rebecca's eyes lit up at their touch she licked her lips as she squeezed one then the other feeling their firmness. 

The more Rebecca touched her the faster Angelica rode Daniel, in the end Rebecca had to let go she pushed down firmer onto Daniel's face mesmerised by the way Angelica's breasts swayed as she rode Daniel's cock. Rebecca brought her legs closer together locking Daniel's head in place she let out a whimper and touched her own pert breasts her fingers sending sparks of electricity through her nipples which in turn started a chain reaction between her legs. Her orgasm made her legs shake, clenching and unclenching as she bucked her hips on Daniel's tongue. As her own orgasm receded she could hear Daniel moaning and she knew he was close even if Angelica wasn't.

Angelica could feel the cock inside her pulsing readying to erupt but she couldn't bring herself to stop, Rebecca climbed from Daniel's face and lay languid next to him. Daniel sat up the best he could on his elbows, his chin, nose and mouth a sticky mess he watched Angelica ride him a goofy smile forming on his lips for a second before his eyes went wide and his mouth opened in a huge 'O' as he unloaded deep into Angelica. Angelica could feel the warmth inside her, the tell-tale sign that orgasm had been achieved at least for the man anyway her own orgasm had been close.

Angelica dismounted Daniel his cock a messy hard mass that was quickly wilting, Rebecca was on her before she could protest pushing her back on the ground and worming between her thick thighs. "Wait!" Angelica cried out as Rebecca's head lowered and her tongue ran quickly and smoothly between her moist and sticky labia. Angelica lay on her back gasping as she felt Rebecca's tongue in her licking at her insides and she knew tasting Daniel in there one moment the next her tongue was circling her clitoris gently. Angelica's dwindling orgasm returned full force and sent her skyward as it ignited in her sex. One hand gripped the warm grass beneath her the other held weakly onto Rebecca's head as she pushed her clitoris down onto her waiting tongue.

Rebecca lifted her head only when Angelica's hand had slipped free of her head, she smiled meekly at Rebecca and said. "I didn't want you missing out."

"Will you sit down," Cathy said sighing at the sight of Todd once again on the shore line trying to see the figures on the island. "Let them have their fun."

"Shut it Cathy." Todd replied with venom.

"Whoa, where did that come from buddy?" Brad asked sitting up next to Cathy on the blanket the couple were topless and in nothing but their boxers and panties.

"They've been over there for ages." Todd said more to himself than the couple behind him.

"Isn't that what you wanted, Angelica to be part of the group?" Cathy said and stood up moving towards Todd. She remembered Brad being the same way the first time she had knelt before Daniel and put his cock in her mouth. It was that moment of panic of regret of feeling something that you have been told was wrong. Cathy rested her hands gently on Todd's reddening shoulders he would wake with terrible sunburn in the morning. "She's still yours honey." She said gently and kissed the inflamed skin of one shoulder.

Todd shrugged his shoulders pushing Cathy off him, "What the fuck do you know?" 

Brad was on his feet immediately "You need to chill Todd."

Todd pointed to the island, to the three figures that for now seemed to be sitting side by side talking, "That's not what I wanted."

Cathy laughed, she understood what Todd wanted, "No what you wanted was to be in Daniel's place all the pussy for you and no one else," Todd's slap came from the left it connected with her muscular jaw line and cheek with a meaty thwack! That sent her stumbling back. Her retort was a solid punch to Todd's face, he moved in time so that his right cheek took the brunt of it instead of his nose. Brad grabbed Cathy pulling her back, "You selfish, jealous little prick." She spat at Todd.

"Get over yourself Cathy you're just jealous Rebecca's probably gotten a taste of Angelica before you did." He jabbed a pointed finger in her direction his other hand pre-occupied rubbing his swelling cheek. "You fucked up what I had with Michelle you're not going to fuck up what I got with Angelica!"

"Wake up you asshole, Michelle left because you're a self-centred prick. You keep going the way you are you'll lose Angelica the same way." Cathy brushed Brad off as she spoke, "She needed you to listen to her this morning and all you could think about was getting her in the tent and fucking her."

"You don't know shit." Todd replied, he looked at Brad for support but he only shook his head.

"Man, everyone could see but you. You need to grow up." Brad said.

Todd opened his mouth to reply, he had a witty put down that would sting them both instead he closed his mouth his teeth clashing together "I'm going for a walk." He said and pushed passed them grabbing his t-shirt as he went.

Mount Baker National forest, August 25th 2:30pm

It was hurt, the first bang stick had not even touched him the second one had stung him in the chest a gash glistened red and blood ran down his chest into its hair. The old one held one giant hand to the wound it had been hurt far worse in the past but it had never been so careless before. The women, they had weakened him led him into a trap it was certain of it. The men were waiting, he had stepped out and they had used their bang sticks. The old one had roared in rage at the interruption rather than in fear of the deadly weapons before fleeing into the forest once more. It knew old ways of binding it's wounds, berries and leaves that would dull the pain and stop the stink that some of his kind had gotten when a wound had turned bad.

The water would be safe, there were holes there deep and dark where it could rest and fix itself. The old one cried out pitifully as he slipped on an old dead fall sending it tumbling down to the ground at speed, he tumbled over before coming to a rest. The old one clicked and hooted at itself, cursing as it would have been called in a human tongue had it known that word. He rose to his unsteady feet grabbing a handful of red berries from one bush and crushing them in one hand before smearing it into the open wound.

The sudden pain made him lash out a huge fist connecting with an old tree with a loud dull thud, he bit back the roar that had built in the back of his throat, he could not be certain the men were not following. He had circled wide to get hold of the berries, scouting human tracks where it was necessary, now he turned east, coming to the big water from that direction might also make the humans think he was heading away from there not towards it. Through the tree's the sun was going down, he would reach the lake before it went from the sky, he would hunt for food in the moonlight then sleep the next day letting his body recover and the wound heel. The old one cried out not from pain but from fear of losing his mate.

Mount Baker National forest, August 25th 5:01pm

Todd returned to the camp just as the sun had started to turn the sky a beautiful golden colour, Cathy and Brad were dressed and had gotten a fire going. They both looked up at him and nodded a hello, the argument still not forgotten. He looked over at the island when he realised the other three had not yet returned. He could just about see them, long shadows were now starting to creep in everywhere throwing everything thing into disjointed and elongated lines. He watched as one of them stepped into the water a second or so later the surprised laugh of Daniel rolled across the lake. "looks like their heading back." Todd said smiling, trying to act normal he did not want to try and explain the awkward silence to Angelica when she got back.

Cathy looked up from the fire and squinted out at the island, "Looks that way." She said then went straight back to the pot that hung above the fire.

Todd turned his attention back to the lake and frowned at the dark bobbing shape that was approaching the island from the east, "Hey guys. Is that a bear?" Todd asked he lifted his hand to shield his eyes, the light reflecting from the water blinding him momentarily.

Brad stood up to take a look he went to tell Todd he was being a douche when he too saw the shape. "Can bears swim?" he said walking over to join Todd, Cathy followed behind her stomach had gone queasy at the thought of a bear being so close.

"I think so, sure why not." Todd replied, though he wasn't too certain. The shape was almost black against the golden colour of the water. "Moving fast though," Something was not right Todd knew it, something in the back of his brain, down deep hidden under centuries of neglect an ancient thought had woken from hibernation to cast doubt and alarm that Todd had never felt before.

"Tell them to swim faster," Cathy said her voice was edged with concern, but Todd knew she felt the same way as she did and the look on Brad's face confirmed he felt it too.

Brad cupped his hands around his mouth "Hey! Guys! Hurry up!" he did not want to alarm them, did not want them looking over their shoulders, panic would set in and someone was liable to get hurt or worse drowned. The shape was within reach of the island as it came to a stop then began to rise as it found the bottom of the lake and walked to the island the lake surface falling away revealing the mass beneath. 

Todd tried to speak but his words lodged in his throat. It was no bear this thing was huge even from this distance. Todd could see that it was man shaped but disjointed, long legs and longer arms that seemed to sway at its side almost like a gorilla, the setting sun cast everything into silhouette no detail of the creature could be seen but fear had filled Todd's stomach with ice. "Get them, get them." Todd started to say over and over.

"Guys, Swim! Fucking swim!" Brad yelled he stepped forward, feet in the lake as he screamed at them again.

Cathy watched the creature stop, even in silhouette she knew it had turned its head towards the yelling, "Don't shout. Stop it." She said weakly the words flat and almost whispered. She screamed out pitifully as she watched the creature race to the shoreline of the island. It continued into the water at a sickening pace hardly slowing as the water engulfed all but its head and began gaining on her friends.

Daniel was the first to turn to look over his shoulder, the sheer terror in Brad's voice was plain to hear. The first call he had taken as a joke, food was ready and getting cold so get your asses back here. The second shout had been filled with unabated terror. Daniel trod water and looked to the island at first he could see nothing untoward it was only when he looked at the water itself did he see the black mass heading towards them. 'Christ it's a bear,' he thought with alarm. He began to move off the girls had pulled away from him hearing Brad's tone of voice had been enough to get them swimming flat out.

Todd and Cathy had joined Brad in the water they all yelled together and frantically waved their arms as if that motion might speed the swimmers up some. The creature had gained quickly and was within a couple of feet of Daniel when Rebecca stood up on wobbly legs and Brad helped from the water, Angelica burst out grabbing at Todd screaming "what? What?" over and over in his face, she looked over her shoulder to see where Daniel was and screamed as she saw the creature behind him.

Todd grabbed Angelica as she screamed and pulled her with him onto the shore and continued going. Brad pushed Rebecca to Cathy and shouted at Daniel to hurry up, but even as he did so Brad was retreating from the water finding dry land under his feet and turning to flee like the others. 

Cathy stumbled over Rebecca both of them crashing to the ground, Brad came close his hand finding Cathy's for a moment, fingers closing round one another then slipping free as he looked over his shoulder seeing Daniel and the creature, then Brad was gone leaving Cathy's hand outstretched and empty.

Daniel had made it to shore, he waded through the last few feet trying to run feeling the creature behind him, warm breath on his neck as he stepped from the water and tried to sprint. He saw Cathy stumble over Rebecca, Brad reaching down to help them up then one hot, wet hand clamped like a vice around his neck his throat closed up and black stars exploded in his vision, the last thing Daniel saw was Cathy and Rebecca weeping before his head was wrenched free of his body.

Cathy's scream's died her brain shut down the moment she saw Daniel's body crumple to the ground while his head remained held up by his hear in the creatures huge grasp. Rebecca stumbled to her feet dragging Cathy behind her, somehow she found her feet. Todd was near the tree line Angelica pulling and pleading for him to go. Rebecca let go of Cathy both her hands reaching for Todd who grabbed her and pushed her into the tree's Cathy reached out, one leg ached and she dragged it behind her. Todd lifted a hand out to her as Angelica and Rebecca disappeared behind him. Cathy reached out, and felt Todd's hand land firmly in her face and push her back. She cried out as her bad leg took her weight and crumpled beneath her sending her tumbling backwards to the camp, she lay on the ground weeping and cursing Todd as the creature approached.

Mulder had offered to take first watch that evening, Scully and Haskell had woken for an hour or two, Mears checked them over the best he could. They drank a full canteen's worth of water each then asked for more, their words were clipped and short any questioning was met with a shake of the head or at best a "Not now," response. Both Scully and Haskell glanced at one another then looked away quickly unable to meet the others gaze for long. 

Mount Baker, National Park, August 26th 12:30am

Mulder watched the moon creep out from behind Mount Baker, it was turning full and the whole landscape was cast in ethereal blue, he had let the fire dwindle down so that he could take in the wilderness around him. Mulder was hoping to catch sight of some bona fide wilderness creatures but it appeared Mears had been right whatever had happened her was keeping the animals at bay.

Mulder turned as he heard soft movement behind him, a sleeping back unzipped and Scully climbed out in a white vest and black panties, she gave a wan smile to Mulder and sat down next to him. Mulder lifted a stick and stoked the fire, neither of them spoke until a flame began eating hungrily at small log, "How you feeling?" Mulder asked.

Scully shrugged, it was a difficult question to answer her feelings alone were a multitude as for her physical self she felt drained and degraded. She worded it in a way that Mulder, she hoped, would understand. "I've seen better days."

Mulder nodded slowly, he stared into the fire for a moment longer before turning to face his partner. They had been through enough lately and come close to death more times than your average Bureau agent, "Fair enough, but how are you feeling?" he replied a little more firmly.

"Mulder, I don't know how to explain it. It wasn't me is so cliché but I could see it in Haskell too, whatever we did," Scully gave a shiver, "that was not us. I had no control yet my mind was telling me I had all the control. I feel used, degraded and utterly exhausted." She laid her head on Mulder's shoulder, thankful to have him so close after such an odd ordeal.

"We saw it you know," Mulder said he felt Scully nod her head on his shoulder.

"I think I smelt it, horrible stench but sweet too made my stomach lurch the whole time, every time I went to break free the smell would make me lose my grip again." Scully sat up then her brow knitting together.

Mulder knew that look Scully had found a piece of the puzzle or joined two dots together to make a trail. "What is it?"

Scully shook her head, "I don't know it's just that...I'm too tired Mulder ask me in the morning." It was like an itch on her brain, the thought the breakthrough was there wanting to be set free to be spoken out loud then it crept away hiding again amongst her grey matter waiting to be picked at another time.

Mount Baker, National Park

Cathy scrambled in the dark cave, she had called out so much that her voice had gone now she wept silently as she walked and stumbled in the dark, finger nails torn and her head bleeding from a low hanging rock. The creature had grabbed her, Cathy was certain she was going to end up like Daniel then it had thrown her over its shoulder and moved quickly into the tree's, it's movements were quick, agile the fear and the motion making Cathy vomit. It had dropped suddenly, falling fast and landing with a heavy grunt and stumbling at the bottom of a pit.

It lifted Cathy from its shoulders placing her on the ground. She had screamed at the sight of it. Easily seven feet in height shaggy, matted hair, long powerful arms with vicious hands at the end. It's face was mostly a broad flat nose with lips and a chin that protruded out, the eyes a sickly yellow it stared at her watching her jerky movements listening to her pleas, it opened its mouth grunting at her with clicks and hoots beneath the bass grunt. She let out a cry as it leapt upwards, Cathy certain it was a killing blow instead it climbed up the pit wall and within seconds had disappeared. 




Sasquatch: From the X-Files Ch. 03



The sky had still been golden by that point she had stumbled into the cave trying to find a way out, climbing the pit wall was impossible even if her ankle had not been sprained the hanging vines were just out of reach and one jump had already made Cathy almost black out as she landed on her bad ankle. The cave entrance she found had ignited some hope of finding a way out she had walked a handful of steps in before walking right into the low hanging rock knocking her unconscious. When she had come too it was full dark, panic had set in and she had stumbled around crying out and scraping and cutting herself even further.

She had limped as fast as she could to the small dim light source only to find herself back at the cave entrance at the bottom of the pit. The moon, almost full hung motionless above her illuminating the bottom of the pit in pale light. A shadow fell over her and she looked up, someone was looking into the pit, she felt relieve even if it were Todd she would forgive him if he would get her out of this hole. Her relief was short lived, the creature jumped down landing more assuredly this time a few feet from Cathy.

Its broad chest was now carrying a mix of leaves, sap and berries across the earlier open wound and it moved with more assuredness towards Cathy, it grunted and clicked at her then tossed what looked like the rear leg of a deer at her feet. Cathy screamed out, stumbling backwards and falling hard onto the ground. The creature took its own step back in surprise tilting its head at the sobbing girl on the ground. Cathy looked up at the creature it began chirping and clicking more to itself than to Cathy, she was unsure what it was though the name bigfoot came to mind but she felt silly even thinking that. What bothered her was how the creature acted not long ago it had ripped the head off one of her friends now it acted timid and weary of her.

She managed to get on her knees and steady her breathing, "Hello," she said her voice still shaky, the creature stopped its muttering, "food for me?" she indicated to the leg before her that oozed blood, almost black in the moonlight. The creature stepped forward and Cathy flinched instantly, his face was frowning at her its mouth twitching but what made her flinch back was what she saw between its legs. She had not noticed it before perhaps because she had had little time to notice anything as well as she was certain he was not erect before.

The creatures cock was a huge, a dark rigid mass that ended with a round bulbous pink head. Cathy's stomach flip flopped at the sight of it, the creature seemed harmless but his cock looked almost deadly as it tensed before it. The creature gave a mournful low moan then stepped closer towards Cathy, now dead centre in the pit the moonlight picking out the creatures details in full. It rocked gently from side to side as it moaned long and low again. Cathy shuffled backwards, the cave entrance was not far behind her if she had to she could try and run into it, miss the low hanging rock and maybe hope the creature didn't. Her eyes went back to its cock, bile in her empty stomach began to rise as the tip juddered and a thick clear liquid oozed from the slit on top. 

The flesh of the creature had begun to perspire Cathy could see the moonlight picking out the soft sheen across its chest and face. The smell made her gag and reflexively she vomited falling forward onto her hands as she did so. When she looked up the creature was closer still, the rotten smell was all around her now with each breath it filled her lungs with its stench, her mouth tasted of it, of rotten flesh yet sweet at the same time.

It's cock was a few inches from her face now, looking impossibly big this close up, her revulsion was there still but part of her had started to wonder what it must feel like, even taste like. The thought of that fluid near her mouth made her stomach clench but also made her flush with lust and Cathy felt her panties dampen between her legs. Cathy reached out with one hand, the creature started to step back but hesitated as Cathy's hand, looking so small now as she took hold of the hot rigid mass of cock. Her hand was near the base leaving almost eight inches of it still free, she lowered the cock her mouth opening slowly as part of her mind screamed in anguish while the other part begged to taste it.

Her mouth stretched wide as she guided the tip into it. Her first taste of the fluid made her gag, she turned her head and vomited yellow bile onto the dirt ground she turned her head back almost instantly getting the tip back into her mouth as if she needed it to breathe. Cathy took in what she could, closing her eyes as the thick cock stretched her lips. Her tongue had no room to move with so much cock inside she worked what little of the shaft she had with her hand while her mouth slid back and forth.

The creature pulled free of Cathy's grasp, the wet mass slapping across her face as it pulled free of her aching mouth, she gasped in lungful's of retched, filthy air her hand reaching out for the creature of its own accord. She turned as the creature strode behind her, she felt it's hot hands on her hips she let out a yelp as her shorts and panties were ripped viciously from her body almost taking her with them. Cathy pushed back feeling the big cock press between her bum cheeks she wriggled them feeling it tense and judder between them. Cathy laughed, yet her cheeks were covered with tears and her eyes wide with terror.

He giggling became a sudden harsh shout as the creature lowered his cock and pushed it with little ceremony into her waiting pussy. Cathy's hands gave way and she landed on her face the creature gripping her hips in a vice like grip as it drove into her. She tried to cry out, to make the creature stop but found herself begging the creature to fuck her harder. Whether it understood or whether it had simply decided by coincidence it's pace sped up its cock going deeper still, stretching Cathy's inner walls to their limits as it filled her up. She felt one hand loosen on her hip and travel up her back the fingers snaking beneath her hairline and closing around her throat.

It held her head up with one hand, Cathy's arms scrambling for purchase to hold her body up as it did so. The grip was tight around her throat, black flowers blooming in her vision as the creature continued its horrible pace. Cathy went to speak, to beg but her mind was not her own it was begging for more, begging to feel its entire filthy, hard length deep inside her, her brain began to die as Cathy's air supply dwindled then stopped all together her windpipe crushed with ease beneath the strength of one giant hand. Cathy had time to see the moon one last time before her neck snapped and blackness engulfed her.