8 comments/ 55033 views/ 4 favorites Panther Attack Ch. 02 By: turtledove A cool breeze flowed past Ann's ears, causing them to twitch. Her eyes watched over the field before her. The three cubs she and Arell had brought into this world were almost grown. It had been almost two years, since that eventful night since Arell had taken her as his mate and transformed her. It would soon be Halloween again; Her body was telling her that the time was near. Anna reflected on the previous conversation she and Arell had the night before. "You know Mate, that the time comes for each of us to bring others to the Pride is almost upon us. The moon is almost full; in two days we must choose new mates for the night and bring the change. Our Pride needs to grow" Arell whispered in Anna's ear. His body was curled behind hers to give her warmth in the cold night. He gently licked the side of her face, purring deep in his wide chest. "I am afraid, Arell. I don't know if I could choose a man to take me and force him to join us. I was very angry for what you did to me, it took a long time for me to forgive you and embrace this new destiny." Anna whispered, her eyes tearing up with sorrow. "There are things I can not remember, shadows that move in my head. How can I do that to someone and take away their life as well?" Anna sobbed quietly. "You must! We will talk no more of this; you will do as you are told. Sleep now, you will need your strength." Arell commanded. With that Anna laid her head on Arell's feet and went to sleep. Anna watched as the three cubs wrestled and played before her, bringing flashes of forgotten memories. Anna saw, four little girls, two blondes, and two red heads. The children were laughing and playing in a yard, on a rope swing. "Who were these children and why did this vision bring her such sadness?" She thought. As quickly as the memory came, it disappeared. It didn't matter; she had more important things to think about. Like where to find this new mate Arell spoke about. Anna called to her children and walked back to their den, confused and thoughtful. The next day Ann left her family and went in search of the male she had to mate with. Arell had told her to go to the man caves and watch, making sure she wasn't seen. Anna knew that mankind wanted nothing more than to hunt and cage her. Anna stealthily walked thru the Shawnee Forest, keeping her eyes peeled for hunters, her pointed ears searching for any alien sound. Hearing something strange, she turned toward the sound. A soft lilting sound coming from her right, she slowly walked towards the sound. Shortly she came up on a campsite, she could smell the tantalizing scent of fish making her stomach grumbled. Anna slunk slowly to the edge of the clearing, crawling under a dense bush, a perfect place to watch without being seen. She surveyed the campsite before her. A large pointed man cave, a small fire with a metal grate over it for cooking, and a machine playing flute music, near the man cave, it's volume low as not to disturb anyone. Anna's keen sense of smell told the hungry panther that there was someone near, although she couldn't see him at the moment. The smell of the fish and man suddenly became stronger; Anna's nose pulled the scent from the air. So preoccupied with the enticing aroma, she almost let the human stumble upon her. A large man came into the clearing very close to were Anna was crouching under the bush. The man went thru the motions of cleaning his fish. He had no idea the stealthy panther watched his every move. Anna liked the way he moved. His body attracted the lady panther. His wide shoulders, and dark good looks, made her think that she had found the man she was looking to mate with and transform. Anna waited till the man had gone into his tent for the night before she moved from her hiding place. She walked with caution around the campsite. She sniffed his belongings for the scent of a female. Having found none, she returned to her mate to tell him of the man she had found. After stopping to feed on a rabbit, Anna entered the den she shared with her family. Arell was there waiting anxiously for her safe return. "Why have you been gone so long from our den? There are too many dangers for us, not to be very careful." Arell inquired from Anna, Arell's concern for Anna showing easily in his golden eyes. Ann felt bad for being away so long and walked over to Arell and gently rubbed against him. "I was hunting for a man to mate tomorrow night. I have found one suitable for our pride, he will give us many cubs." Anna spoke as she licked the side of Arell's neck. Arell watched as Anna walked to the back of the den to be with their children, and to lie down on the makeshift straw bed they shared together. Arell left the den and returned shortly with a scrap of fabric hanging from his mouth. He laid it at her feet. Anna looked at the material, then up at Arell. "What is it Arell?' Anna asked. He nudged it gently towards Anna. "I took this from one of the man caves. It had fallen out of what you had called a basket that a woman was carrying. When you change at moonrise tomorrow night, you'll need to cover yourself. This will do." with that said, Arell left the den again, leaving Anna to look over the object he had given her. She moved it gently with the tip of her paw, admiring the shimmer of the material. Vague memories of such objects lightly shadowed her mind, and then left again. Pushing it to the side, Anna laid her head down and was quickly asleep. Her last thoughts were of the large man in the forest. Early the next day, Anna walked back to the campsite to make sure the man had not left. As she approached near the spot she had lain the night before, she heard the man whistling. Hunching down, as close to the ground as possible, she watched as his form entered her sight. Appearing from behind a tree, bringing the acrid scent of urine with him. Shaking the scent from her stinging nose, Anna watched him fill his pack and strap it onto his back. She had seen many campers wear such things over the last two years. Anna watched him leave the campsite, stopping to pick up a long stick and a little box, knowing he would return that night. She stood quietly and left to return home, knowing she too would be returning tonight. On the way back to her den, Anna came up on a large stream. Looking down at the water a new image entered her mind, one of her in a deep tub, using scented soap on smooth skin. Looking around to make sure there were no humans about, Anna stepped into the water. At first the water frightened her, the quick movement and the way it seeped thru her thick hair to her hide. After a few tense moments, Anna began to relax and enjoy the feeling of being clean for the first time in two years. The water was cool to her hide and had the heady scent of pine needles. She splashed around in the water, playfully chasing a few fish. Anna noticed that the hour was growing late; it had to be past feeding time for her family. Jumping out of the water, she shook the water from her muscled form, sending a spiraling wave of water as far as five feet around her. Then Anna pranced happily thru the bushes in search of food for her family. On the other side of the stream, a form stepped from behind a tree, the Man. Holding his fishing pole and a stringer with two fish in his hands. He watched the panther bound thru the bushes, his mouth wide open. The sun had been down for several hours when Arell came to Anna. She had been feeling strange for a while, antsy and nervous, not knowing why. "It is time to go now," Arell spoke firmly. "Go to the place of the man and await the change of your body." He stood at the entrance, watching her, knowing she was nervous. "Go." Arell spoke with authority. Then he left, leaving Anna to go on her own. She picked up the scrap of material he had given her, and then she too left the safety of their den. Anna neared the place by the stream, when the first pain struck her body. She dropped the scrap from her mouth, crying out loudly, an ear piercing scream of a panther. Anna writhed on the ground as wave upon wave of pain ripped thru her body. She watched in horror as her hide split over her paws, up to her shoulders. Small human hands emerged thru the open hide. Screaming thru each shocking pain, her body was soon naked from all hide, leaving a trembling human woman where a panther once stood. Anna now covered in blood, crawled to the stream and slid into the water. She rinsed all the blood from her nude body and long hair. When she stood on shaky legs, she was no longer panther, but now human. At the campsite, the Man was shaken. He had been hearing the panther's scream for almost an hour. Relief flooded him when it finally quit. Since the screams had came from somewhere near his campsite, he was still nervous. The Man had retrieved his rifle from the tee pee, worried that the panther would attack him. He added a few new logs onto the fire so he could see the area better. When he stood, he was shocked to see a woman at the edge of his camp. The women was small, about 5'4'', with tangled, shoulder length blonde hair, streaked with black. The women's large sea blue eyes flashed gold in the firelight. She was wearing a dark purple nightgown with spaghetti straps, one of which had slid off her left shoulder. Anna stood there, watching the man. A strange sensation flooded her entire being. A curling excitement wrapped around her pelvis, creating little spasms of deep searing heat. Anna walked on still shaky legs toward the man, her breasts rising and falling in panting desire. Her nipples hard and pointed thru the thin material throbbed from the friction of each step. Anna stopped in front of him and looked deep into the Man's eyes and slowly licked her upper lip. The Man had watched each graceful step this woman had taken, walking thru the campsite on slender bare feet. Her heels never touched the soft grass, walking only on her toes. "What in the world was a women, clad only in a nightgown doing in his camp, this late at night?" He thought to himself. "Lady, are you ok?" The Man asked Anna. "Is there something you need? You really shouldn't be walking around like that. There's wild animals around here and you could get hurt." He watched Anna's face to see if she understood him. A strange aroma emanated from the beautiful women; something familiar and enticing, making his body react to hers. A sudden shiver shook her slender frame. Thinking the near naked women was cold and needed shelter, an idea came to him. "Hey, why don't you sit in my lodge, while I grab my cell phone from my truck. You can stay in there and get warm. Ok?" He asked. Anna let the man lead her into his large tee pee. She stood silently while he looked around for a blanket. As soon as he turned his back, Anna removed the gown. When he turned to give her the blanket he was shocked to see her completely naked. Thinking the women to be in shock, he quickly approached her to wrap her in the warm blanket. Anna's brought her right hand up to his chest to stop him from covering her. Anna looked up into the Man's eyes as she brought her hand up the side of the Man's neck. "My name is Anna. I saw you here a few days ago and have come to give you comfort, to please you on this night," Her voice was soft and enticing. She was beautiful with large firm breasts, accented with hard rose-colored nipples. Her waist trim with flaring hips and long legs. Again the Man's nose was assailed with the heady aroma surrounding the sensual being before him. Shaking his head, trying to clear it from the erotic visions he saw. He took a step backwards, away from Anna. "Lady" Anna, I don't know what game you're playing, but you obviously need some help." He tried to turn away from Anna, when she spoke. "I come here to be with you, to give you pleasure, to mate with you. Please, do not turn me away." Anna's head bowed in sadness, knowing Arell would be very angry if she failed. The Man was floored! "Could this beautiful vision be for real? Did she come here to please him for the night?" He thought. He looked down into her shining blue eyes and saw her need to be with him. He gently laid his hands on her shoulders. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman, over three years. His mind suddenly flooded again with erotic images of the two of them making love. He inhaled the heady aroma of her pheromones, his member stiffening with painful desire. As if in a trance, he lowered his head and placed his lips on Anna's. Shocked at the contact, Anna quickly remembered kissing and opened her mouth slightly. The Man's tongue slid between her teeth and caressed her tongue, sending thrills of longing thru Anna's needful body. A moan of pleasure emanated from Anna's mouth as the Man continued to kiss her. Sweeping Anna from the floor, the Man picked her up and walked over to the bedroll and gently laid her down. She watched as the powerful man removed his clothes, his hardened cock springing free as he removed his jean and shorts. Getting up on her knees, she took the member into her small hand and slowly licked the shaft from base to tip, lathering it with long strokes. Using the tip of her tongue she licked the generous bead of pre-cum from its deep red tip. Anna moaned at the wonderful taste of his seed in her mouth. She then took the stiff shaft deep into her mouth, swirling her long tongue around the head as she sucked his cock. Her mouth wrapped around him in wild abandon as he slid to and fro in her clutching mouth. His hands entangled in her hair, gently guiding her as she suckled his fiery staff. Feeling he was close to cumming, he stiffened as streams of steaming cum shot deep into Anna's hungry mouth. Anna, not wanting to lose a single drop, grasped his buttocks, pulling him deeper into her mouth. After swallowing his load of cum, Anna slowly released her hold on him, licking her lips seductively while looking into his sated eyes. The Man sat down next to Anna, pulling her down with him. She lies on his chest, her full breasts flattened against him, her wild mane of hair making a curtain around them. "What do you call yourself? Anna inquired, cocking her head a little. Looking at the wild creature above him, he smiles. "My name is Moon Runner. I am a Chickasaw brave. I came here to be closer to my ancestors." Anna looked down at Moon Runner. His long, blue-black hair was adorned with a beaded headband. Giving him an ancient look about him. She like this and leaned down to kiss him. Her kiss is sweet and tender as she searches his mouth with her tongue, when the kiss ends they are both breathing hard. He lays back and looks into Anna's eyes, smiling. "I have something I wish to give you." He says sitting up. Moon Runner reaches into a bad he has sitting next to his bedroll. In his hand is a long beaded necklace with a carved face of a cat. "My totem is a panther. I heard that the panthers have been seen here in Illinois. I saw one earlier today. It was a good omen, I have found you." He said smiling, placing the necklace over Anna's head. It lies gently between her full breasts. "It will bring you good fortune." Anna looked at the beautiful necklace and smiled at the handsome man before her. He reached and caressed the side of her face, pulling her to him. Kissing her deeply, fanning the flames of desire once more. Soon they were moving against each other, wanting to be closer. Moon Runner lays Anna on her back and begins sucking and licking her breasts, noticing little bumps on her abdomen but paying no heed. He travels down to her heated center, opening the folds of her sex with his tongue. Anna writhes beneath the attention of Moon Runner's expert tongue. He licks and drinks her juices, sending thrilling sensations thru out her entire being. With his fingers, he plays over her swollen clit as his tongue pierces her opening, probing over and over. Anna screams as her climax flies though her small body, her thighs enclosing Moon Runner's head. Deep spasms make Anna's orgasm seem endless. Her body slowly descends the plateau and relaxes, freeing the captured man between her thighs. Instead of quenching Anna's need to mate, it has enflamed it. She looks at Moon Runner and says, "I need you inside me, please!" Anna turns and gets on all fours. (Being the cat she is, this is normal) She is there for him, on all fours, open and dripping, swollen for him. He can see incredible passion in her fiery eyes. He moves behind her. She looks back at him, her very being needing him, wanting him…to mate! Taking himself in hand and teasing her entrance, she pushes back. He spanks her bottom, saying, "Wait!" She moans almost growling, not at him, but at her need to please him. He pushes the swollen head inside her being, she nearly wails into the night as she takes him inch by inch. She hears a panther scream in the distance! He takes her harder and deeper, his thrusts forces her body to jump forward. Over and over he takes her body, taking her mind to another place. His cock swells larger, the pleasure driving him mad. He grabs her golden mane, pulling her head back as he continues to pump his cock deep inside her. Like a piston his cock slides in and out, taking his pleasure from her quaking body, not realizing in his lustful haze that her mane is growing longer and thicker with every thrust. Growling in her chest increases as he continues his pleasure Her fingers grasp the blanket of his bedroll and it begins to rip in her hands. Wicked claws appear, where nails once were. Panting, moaning, not from lust, but as beast, as she returns his thrusts. Reveling in the feel of his heat inside her, aiding in the transformation. Again the scream of her Mate! Closer this time, telling her to hurry! She turns and easily shoves the ardent man from her and straddling his inert form, taking him deeper then before. She Purrs! Riding him hard, her hand-claws gripping his shoulders, Moon Runner holds tightly to Anna's hips. Faster she moves her climax with in her touch. She screams as it slams into her body! Moon Runner, oblivious of her changes, feels her hot center clamp down on his cock in squeezing spasms, feels his orgasm rushing to his throbbing member. Just as they both zenith with their climaxes-Anna bites down on Moon Runner's left shoulder! Moon Runner awakens, sore, but satisfied. Laying on the bedroll or what's left of it, he looks around for Anna. Sitting up, he notices that he's covered in blood. His stomach and arms have deep scratches and his left shoulder is bleeding from a large bite. Confused, he suddenly thinks the panther has attacked him and taken Anna off. Jumping to his feet, he opens the flap of the tee pee and steps out into the night, looking for Anna. He sees the fire has died down, but that he could see easily around the camp, looking for Anna's he sees something strange. Anna's footprints leading towards the forest, but shortly before reaching it, they change in shape, into the paw print of a cat! A deep sharp pain racks Moon Runner's body, driving him to his knees. On all fours, he sees his hands. His nails have changed into long claws and black fur lightly covers his arms. A low growl in the direction of the forest draws Moon Runner's pain racked attention. There in the dying glow of the fire, stands the sleek, majestic figure of a Panther, wearing a beaded necklace. The scream of a new panther fills the Shawnee Forest! Panther Attack Ch. 03 Pt. 01 The leaves crunch under Arell's paws as he walks unseen threw the dense brush. Staying hidden, he approaches civilization. Arell has left the Shawnee Forest and crossed the Will Scarlet Mine, to enter the rural community of Creal Springs. Arell has been watching a beautiful red-haired woman for months. She is so graceful, almost feline in her movements. He has watched her mow her yard, play with her small canine, and burn her trash each night. Watching her has become his obsession. Arell knows she'll be home now; it's time for her evening feed. He knows this from all the nights he has watched her. The smell of the cooking meal assails Arell's tender sense of smell as he approached the dwelling. Arell now looks longingly to the human creature framed in the illuminated window. There before him, stands his heart. The kitchen's light overhead frames her auburn hair, creating a fiery halo about her. Her angelic face is in rapt concentration of the task of making her meal. Arell's breath stops each time he sees her this way. He searches her emerald eyes, as she looks occasionally into the dark night, unaware of his presence. The gentle creature's eyes seem to reflect a deep longing; a sadness, drawing him; pulling him like a magnet to steel. The kitchen light extinguished, the lovely woman leaves the room. Arell knows her routine and quickly rushes to the next window. Sitting alone at a table, she eats her meal. Arell watches each delicate movement. These feelings for this woman are strange to Arell. Never before has he craved a woman as he does this beauty before him. He lifts his muzzle and inhales deeply. The cool October air carries the scents of dying leaves and damp grass, but there, in a sudden shift in the breeze, comes the scent of love; the musky signature of the fiery haired women. Arell's heart thuds deep in his chest as excitement rushes his veins. He wants this woman, not just for a mate, but also to satisfy his heart. This woman must be won, with his heart. She must not only love him, but also accept becoming like him, and rein alongside him. He watches as the red haired woman returns to the kitchen briefly, and turns off the lights. Arell follows her around the house, racing between windows, keeping track of her movements. Finally, she emerges thru the front door, walking down the porch to the hanging swing. She sits, drawing her legs up beside her. Arell crouches down behind a bush, just five feet from the sitting woman. He lays there, wanting to move closer, but not daring to, in fear of making her panic in fear. Swinging slowly, the young woman looks out into the cool night. She closes her sweater a little tighter, crossing her arms. Arell's ears twitch at the sound of her soft sigh. He watches her face intently, sensing the loneliness emanating from her. His heart goes out to hers, wishing to give her comfort, hoping he could make her fall in love with him. Arell's mind is working hard on finding just the right way to approach his love. His mind begins thinking of another fiery haired woman, the one he met one moonlit night in the jungles of Honduras. .................................. It was the late middle of October, in 1975. Arell and a band of workers were clearing the rainforest, making roads. At night the men would sleep under the stars. Many a night the men would hear the screams of the jaguars as they pounced on some unsuspecting prey. During one of these moon- filled nights, the screams seemed closer; within touching distance. Arell was reclining against a fallen log, enjoying a cheroot, when he heard the loudest of screams near his campsite. The hairs on his neck and arms stood up and fear curled in his guts. Sudden nocturnal attacks from hungry jaguars were well known in the area. Many men had disappeared without a trace recently, being pulled silently into the dense jungle surrounding them. Arell quickly stood at the sound of something large approaching him through the choked foliage. Raising a flashlight, he was surprised by the appearance of the beautiful woman who now crouched before him. She was magnificent; long of limb, with long fiery red hair, and wary green eyes. He watched her as she crouched before him in the long grass, scanning the campsite for more people. Slowly, with great caution, she stood and entered the makeshift clearing. The wild beauty was wearing nothing but a few scraps of hide, barely covering her muscled frame. She sniffed the air and stepped toward Arell, her nose coming close to his cheroot. Shaking her head, she knocked the offending sent from his hand, with a grimace. "Hey! Those are very expensive!" Arell exclaimed, as he started to reach for the lost cheroot. With a swift kick to the chest, the wild woman knocked Arell backwards onto his butt. Looking up into her face with a surprised look on his face, he asked, "Now why did ya do that, pretty lady?" With a cock of her head the woman crawled towards the reclining man, up and over his hips, till they were face to face. Grunting, the wild woman nuzzled Arell's neck, leaving gentle nips. He could hear her sniffing him as her nose slid through his hair. An erotic sensation crawled Arell's body as she continued down his chest, tummy and groin. Instead of moving on, she stopped at his groin and purred deeply. Arell's cock jumps at the sound. Panther Attack Ch. 03 Pt. 02 The green-eyed lovely looked up into Arell's excited face. "I am Ker tu, Jaguar Queen," she said. "I am searching for a mate, and have followed your scent for many miles. You want to mate?" she asked softly, cocking her head to the left. "I will give you the gift of speed and long life that comes from the jaguar." Arell's eyebrows shot up. "Wow, she's been in the jungle too long. She's crazy!" he thought to himself. "But then again, who in their right mind would turn this beauty down?" "Ker tu? Right?" Arell asked. "What are you doing here? Are you all alone?" he asked again, as he gazed into the flashing catlike eyes of the temptress before him. "I am queen. I have many in my pride. I wish you to join, too!" Ker tu replied, as she crouched over Arell's extended legs. Her hands touched Arell's chest as she leaned towards his face. "I wish to mate with you." Ker tu gently touched her full pink lips to Arell's, and she moaned at the contact. The tip of her tongue teased his lips, tasting him, causing Arell's body to respond more. He began to kiss her now, enjoying the feel of her lips on his. His tongue slid between her teeth, into her sweet mouth. Their tongues sparred with each other, deepening the kiss. Both of his hands slid into her hair, pulling her to him. Ker tu moaned. Arell broke the kiss and looked into Ker tu's eyes. "Are you sure you want me to make love to you?" he asked. "We don't know each other." Ker tu placed a fingertip over Arell's lips. She smiled as she replied, "Sshh…we know enough." Again Ker tu bends down to kiss Arell. His arms wrapped around Ker tu, and he turned her over onto her back. He is now on top of her. With deft hands he removed the scraps of hide from her body, exposing her sweet full breasts and hips. Her long shapely legs were muscled and tanned. Ker tu pulled the white t-shirt over Arell's head. He stood and removed his boots, jeans, and shorts quickly. The excited couple gazed into each other's eyes; electric tension filling the small clearing. Arell reached for Ker tu's hands, and led her to his bedroll. She sat, looking expectantly up into Arell's face. Her gaze traveled over Arell's muscular body, from his long mane of black hair, his brown eyes, his full wide chest, narrow hips, and thickly muscled thighs and calves. "You have fine body. Very strong, will make many babies," she said. "Your muscles will make you swift and powerful against your prey." Kneeling beside Ker tu, Arell smiled, "I aim to please." Reaching out, he gently caressed Ker tu's face. His thumb slowly outlined her lips, and then he pulled her to his mouth, and she moaned as his tongue once again took possession of hers. The swift ignition of their passion set Ker tu's body into motion; she entangled herself around Arell's body, clutching him in fierce abandon. Never in Arell's history of sex had a woman been so wild and aggressive! Deep kisses and exploring hands quickly drove both their needs to a fever pitch. Arell inhaled Ker tu's sweet earthy scent. Accompanied with her enticing drug-like pheromones, this drove his need into animalistic proportions. Suddenly all he could think of was driving himself deep inside her. Fire light flickered over their bodies as they kissed and teased each other. Ker tu took his cock into her hand and gently stroked it to the base. Arell's moans spurred her onward in her need to please him. They writhed together on the makeshift bed til Arell could no longer wait. He had to have her now! Bracing himself with his hands by her waist, he moved to enter her eager body. He watched her glowing eyes as he entered her slowly. Intense heat surrounded him as he moved deeper into her, feeling the walls of her velvet sheath swallow his cock deeper. Her desire had made her dripping wet for him, so his entrance was smooth. Ker tu's eyes closed in sweet rapture at the filling of her body. Arell stopped to look at the lovely creature under him. Her long fiery mane splayed out across the blanket, framing the face of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. His heart jumped at this view, knowing he would never forget that moment. Slowly at first, he moved inside her, feeling the wonderful friction of both bodies. Their tempo quickened as they strove to feel their pleasure. Ker tu's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him ever deeper. No longer being gentle, his body slammed hard into hers, making her breasts bounce on her chest. Arell leant down and took one of the moving nipples deep into his mouth, sucking hard. Ker tu's eyes flew open, reflecting the firelight and her own pure lust. She cried out in ecstasy as the first orgasms shook her slender frame. Arell's lust flared deep inside him as he watched her release. He could feel his seed building and rushing to his cock. Groaning loudly, he pumped her womb full of streams of his cum. Moments later, Arell disengaged himself from Ker tu and lay back on the blanket beside her. Ker tu cuddled into his body and began kissing and licking his torso, down to his groin. Having cleaned his body and cock of their mingled juices, she kneeled then between his splayed thighs and took his cock into her mouth, moaning at their taste. Her nostrils flared, and her eyes were wide and staring at him. Panther Attack Ch. 03 Pt. 03 Releasing his member, Ker tu licked the inside of Arell's thigh, watching his response. Then, just as he began to relax, Ker tu bit Arell's thigh deeply. Blood filled her mouth as Arell yelled out in pain. He jumped up, pushing Ker tu away from him. "What the hell are you doing? Why did you bite me?" he yelled at the blood-covered woman. Ker tu's head bowed. She said, "I have just rewarded you. You will now have long life and become my mate." Her voice had taken on a strange timber, deep and growling, as she looked up again, and he saw that her face had begun to change. Her eyes glowed a strange orange color, as her canines elongated and protruded from her lips. Black hair flushed over her body as her fingers began to produce long talons. The skin at the base of her spine ripped slightly, and a long slender black tail emerged, whipping around her hips. Ker tu's head leaned back, and she released a loud panther's scream. Then she bounded into the dense forest. Arell, his hand clamped down on the still oozing wound, heard Ker tu scream again in the distance. Shaking with fear and shock, he crawled to the bedroll and searched his pack for the first aid kit. Retrieving the gauze and tape, he began to clean himself up. He was shocked to see that after the blood was removed, the bite had not only closed up, but now just looked like a scratch. Again Ker tu screamed in the forest, not far from where he was sitting. New fear flooded his body when he realized what she was; and having been bitten, that he would become a panther as well. He stood slowly, looking around for one of his friends. He staggered over to their campsites and found...no one. Five men had disappeared! Arell screamed in pain as the spasm hit his body. Bone- crushing pain enveloped him, driving him to his knees. Sweat broke out over his body as he watched his hands change. Crying out, his scream changed, from human to that of a panther. Arell's body changed quickly. In a matter of minutes, he had become a Jaguar Panthera...a black panther! Arell looked around him. The pain gone from the change, his eyes now saw differently; the cat's eyes, made with special light filters, let him see as clear as day. Arell inhaled deeply. Not only did he smell the jungle's wild scent, there was something else; a scent that was sweet and enticing in the air...Ker tu! Quickly he rushed after the scent. He had to find her and thank her for his gift! Arell marvelled at the agility and speed he had. The scent was stronger; he was close to her! He stopped and looked around the small clearing. There, standing near a partially covered cave, stood Ker tu, licking her forepaw. Such beauty, far more enticing than in the human form. Arell slowly approached Ker tu. She looked up at him, and turned to walk into the cave. She stopped, looking over her left shoulder and spoke. "Welcome, Arell. Follow me and greet your pride. You are now Arell, Jaguar King!" ........................... That had been 30 years ago, and Arell still felt young and virile. His mate, Ker tu, had long ago been killed by hunters in search of panthers for zoos in the United States. She had attacked and killed one of the hunters, and was shot by one of the others. Most of the pride had escaped, but they caught three of them, including two young female cubs, daughters of Ker tu and me and myself. Now, having thought he could never love, Arell has come across this red-haired angel, looking so much like his sweet Ker tu. Arell lies quietly as the object of his affection yawns and stretches. Her full breasts strain against the fabric of her t-shirt. She stands and walks towards the door, looking back into the yard, as if she senses him watching him. Opening the door, she leaves his sight. Arell stands and bounds for the window to the right. Coming to the window, he sits and waits for her appearance. Moments later, she enters the bedroom. He watches the woman remove her clothes, and admires the vision before him. Removing the scrunchy from her tresses, she shakes her long hair to her waist, a beautiful curling curtain upon her back. Her large firm breasts make her waist look even smaller than the hand's width that it is. Her hips are full and rounded, made to bear children. The thought of her, with his child in her, makes his excitement flare! The lovely lady leaves the room, entering the bath. She'll return soon; of this he is certain. She emerges a few minutes later, wearing a towel about her slender frame, and one wrapped around her hair. He watches silently as she walks to the dresser and pulls out a silk nightgown. Hunger fills Arell's eyes as she removes towel and slides the gown over her head. She takes the towel from her hair and begins vigorously rubbing the damp tendrils. Then she sits on the edge of the bed and begins to slowly brush the knots from the tangled strands. Arell watches as she braids her hair into one long braid down her shapely back. Pulling the long hair away from her neck, Arell gasps in shock at the sight of the three long marks on the right side of the lady's neck! "No! It can't be! How can she be here and alive?" Arell thinks to himself. He had seen her fall under the hunter's bullet! Arell remembers how he had marked her neck by accident one night during some rough horseplay with Ker tu and the children. He knows in his heart that it has to be her. It makes sense now; his fantastic draw to her, the need to be with her... His darling Ker tu was alive! Panther Attack Ch. 03 Pt. 04 Arell lets out a low cry, a sound so full of love and passion. It is the call of his love to Ker tu, the one they had once cried together. The woman turns towards the window, and hisses. She immediately crouches on all fours, looking through the open window. Arell leaps, and lands inside the room, landing mere inches from his lost mate. Flashing green eyes stare into golden brown ones; fear and excitement fill the room. With body-wracking shudders, Arell begins to transform in front of Ker tu. Dark fur-covered hide begins to split down the panther's back; the human form emerges through the parted hide. The discarded fur-laden hide turns to dust as Arell begins slowly to stand before Ker tu. Ker tu stares, horrified, at the nude man before her, her memory now becoming something more than a dark shadow. Watching Arell's transformation has triggered a flashback of her past. …………… The Hunter's shot, her falling to the ground, and seeing Arell and her daughters being placed in cages. Her last fleeting vision…that of Arell's grief-stricken face, as Ker tu lost consciousness. She had awakened in a cage as well, her shoulder wound bandaged and cared for, but she was no longer in panther form. Ker tu remained with the hunters until her wound healed, then she was sold to a carnival as a freak of nature. When she didn't transform again, she was released from the carnival, with only her name and no knowledge of her past. The carnival owner, Bill Henderson, had told her that she was suffering from shock-induced amnesia. He allowed her to stay and work in the mess tent, earning her way across the United States. In 1991, she had met a man that made her finally think she could put down roots and have a family. They bought a house in Creal Springs, Illinois and were married. Shortly after, he had entered the Army, and went off to join the fight in Desert Storm. He had been killed during one of the night bombings. She now lived alone, with her little mutt of a dog, working at the local restaurant, waiting tables. Ker tu had felt strange yearnings over the years; always wanting to be outside during the nights of the full moon, as if waiting for something to happen. Each time, she would feel restless and hungry, as if she were experiencing a desperate need for competition. Ker tu accepted these as moon madness, and just went on with her life. But now she remembers! ……………………. Arell looks longingly into Ker tu's shocked eyes. Tears of pain and love, fill Arell's eyes as he speaks. "Ker tu, do you remember me?" he pleads. "Please say you remember!" Ker tu's hand covers her mouth in disbelief as she stares at her long-forgotten love. Her body begins to shake violently, her mind racing. "Can this really be true? Has he found me, my Arell, my beloved mate?" She nods her head slowly and begins to cry. "Yes, I remember you, my darling Arell," she whispers, as she rushes into his arms. They stand there, clenched tightly in each other's arms, softly crying. Arell pulls back and looks into her emerald eyes once more, looking over her sweet face. How wonderful to be with his love once more. "I have thought you dead all these years. Where have you been; what happened to you?" Arell asked, with a frown creasing his worried brow. "I searched for your body. I thought the hunters had taken you for the hide. I found our daughters, Lea and Sier; they are back home in Honduras. They have families of their own now," he said, kissing her face and quivering lips. Ker tu smiles. She is glad her Pride has survived. Taking Arell's hand, she leads him to the edge of the bed and sits down, watching him as he sits, also. Ker tu tells him of how she had awakened in the cage and that she never took the panther shape again. She also told him of her dead husband, and how she had come to live in Illinois. Touching his face filled her heart with such love that she felt it would burst wide open. "I never told you, Arell, the depth of my love for you. I was taken before I could. I love you, Arell, and I wish to be your mate once more." Leaning into Arell's embrace, they kiss, softly at first, then deeper, as years of separation and love take over their bodies. Arell leans forward, and sliding his arms under her, picks up Ker tu and lays her on the bed. Lying down beside her, he takes her into his arms, kissing her once more. Their mouths forge tightly against one another, moaning as their souls entwine, as they had years earlier. Seeking hands roam over heated flesh as they reacquaint themselves with each other. Passion flares with the hurried caresses. Arell replaces the hand he has laid upon Ker tu's breast with his mouth, tugging and suckling the erect rosebud. Ker tu's back arches in mindless pleasure, her body aching for Arell's touch. His hand slides over her trembling tummy to the sweet part between her thighs. They part for him, offering access to his intruding fingers. Arell moans deeply as his fingers find liquid heat, knowing Ker tu wants him so much. This fires his desire to the highest plateau. Wanting to taste her, his lips leaves hers, with a sexy smile; he slides to the end of the bed and positions himself between her open thighs. Her heady scent drives him wild, bringing out his primal desire for the pleasure he wants to give her. A gasp leaves Ker tu's open mouth as Arell's sweet tongue begins to tease and play with her already erect clit. Slowly he moves his tongue around the clit, then down to her dripping tunnel. Ker tu's hips move, trying to achieve increased contact with Arell's teasing tongue. She watches his head as it moves in little bobbing circles; her fingers slide thru his hair, pulling him harder against her hungry need. Arell can feel her passion beginning to peak. Sliding two fingers deep into her clenching body, her butt lifts off the bed as the first intense climax explodes deep inside her. Ker tu's cries of pleasure spur Arell's attention, his tongue lapping each luscious drop of her cream. Arell purrs deep, his need escalating to a fevered pitch. With a growl he sucks Ker tu's clit hard, and moving his fingers faster, brings her over the edge for a second orgasm. Ker tu screams and bucks hard against Arell's mouth, holding his face fiercely against her twitching clit. Ker tu, exhausted and very sated, releases Arell's hair and lies back onto the pillows. Her eyes, glazed in passion, watch her lover climb up her body, till his face is above hers. Arell's face is covered in Ker tu's juices; his tongue slowly extends and licks around his mouth, his eyes closing at the sweet taste of his mate. Kissing Ker tu deeply, he purrs deep in his chest. She answers with her own purr, wrapping her arms about his shoulders. His need is great, almost beyond his control. Again he pulls back, and stands on the bed at her feet, Arell reaches down and turns Ker tu onto her knees, roughly pulling her towards him. His large catlike cock slides further out of it's sheath, dripping with pre-cum. Raising Ker tu up off the bed, he enters her, plunging deeply in one harsh stoke. With deep slow strokes, prolonging the pleasure, he moves inside her craving body. Leaning forward, Arell bites down on Ker tu's left shoulder, holding her still as he ravishes her hungry body. Ker tu's body, filled to the brim and feeling such wild abandon, begins to change. Long talons emerge from her fingertips, and her teeth elongate. Her cries become deep, rough growls, as do Arell's. She can feel his claws digging into her hips as he repeatedly pumps hard into her changing body. Arell's tail appears, and swishes around his legs as his climax builds inside him. He cries out as the first spasm speeds thru his cock and splashes deep inside Ker tu. His body jumps at every twitching spurt of his seed. Their bodies, covered in sweat and black fur, now finish their transformation. Two panthers recline on the bed where humans once were. ..................... Marion Daily News--Oct.28, 2004 Still no clue as to the disappearance of local woman Ker tu Holmes, her home found neatly kept except for her bedroom, where blood was discovered on the bed, as well as deep cuts in the sheets and bedding. Authorities found two sets of large catlike footprints outside the bedroom window and surrounding property. Honduras, Nov. 30,2004 Barge workers claim to have seen two panthers jump overboard near the coastline, late last night. One worker stated that he had heard screams, like those of a woman, several times throughout the short voyage from Panama. Upon investigation, no proof to the worker's allegations were found. Twin panther's screams were heard in the jungle that night. The King and Queen reign again!