This is for LezRapist :)The Hunt
Telana creeped from the treetops as she surveyed the countryside. Her bow was slung against her lithe form as she lightly bounced from branch to branch. The trees barely gave the slightest of creeks as her Elvin body glided effortlessly through the forest. This was the correct area, she was certain of it. She had tracked beast to this area, but the trail had grown cold and so she had vaulted up the vast Oak trees. They offered her reach, vision, and protection. For she now knew the simple villagers had been mistaken about what had killed their livestock.
It had all started about a week ago. She was on her Grand Hunt, that fabled task that all aspiring hunters must undertake to prove themselves worthy. She would have to find, track, and kill a beast of significance and the desperate villagers had seemed to have been Elune-sent with their problems. I seemed that some giant wolf or a pack of wolves had been tearing through the outer farms. Until recently, the only prey had been cattle or hogs, but just days before she had arrived, an elderly couple had been found, torn apart. With things now serious, they had sent out a few runners spreading the urgent need for help. She had met on of those runners and had quickly diverted her path. Though she had not yet been blooded in the hunt verses a true monster, she felt she could handle a Dire Wolf or rabid Mastiff. Perhaps it was even a Demon Dog. That or a Dire Wolf would finish her Grand Hunt, and prove to her people that she deserved to become a full Tracker of the People.
As for the villagers, though they distrusted the Elven folk and likely rarely met any, they had all heard the stories. Great hunters, invisible in the forest, deadly shots with the bow from almost any range. And , may Elune forgive her, she played up in those beliefs for them. It simply made things easier. If they had known her lack of experience, they may have faltered. All they had seen at first was her slight, sleek body. She barely touched 5 feet tall and with her leathers might have touched 100 pounds. Her long silver hair was pulled in a tight ponytail and most of her clothes were fitted so tight as to be a second skin to her. She was proud of her body and the work she put into keeping herself fit, except for one detail. Her chest was huge by elven standards, due to some scandalous human blood from her grandmothers side. Her mother had been spared but she had not, having a handful by her standards. She was top heavy by any measure compared to the rest of her body and it had taken much work to move with grace and speed dealing with it. It had garnered her disapproving looks from the males around her these past 2 cycles and as she approached her 17th cycle, she worried that the Great Hunt might be easier than finding a proper lifemate.
That said, it did draw curious stares from the villagers, as she imagined that had expected either a male or an amazonian looking warrior, not that any elf woman could be described in such a way. Their fears were allayed however, when she fired her arrows once, twice, three times into the air, and down had came 5 arrows. Or more accurately, 2 arrows split in half and one intact arrow. It was a simple trick learned by most by their 10th summer, but it had amazed the simple folk. After that trick, they hadn’t glanced inappropriately or questioned her again. Instead they had shown her the sites of the previous attacks, and the most recent one involving the death of the elderly couple. She was shocked at how carelessly the humans trampled over tracks and evidence and it was a miracle she had been able to find anything. She quickly determined that it was some manner of “Dog” but the few hairs she had found told her little else. There was strangely no droppings, though there was a faint scent in the air that troubled her. Beyond that, there was almost no spoor to help her. Even tracks were few and far between due to the lack of rain. That lack of rain was also her only help, as the very faint smell (that the humans seemed oblivious to) was her only lead. She felt certain now that what she was tracking was a Demon Dog. Somewhere, there must be a Fel source, strong enough to have tainted the poor animal. Once the Fel had gotten it’s hooks in the beast, it likely had doubled in size and quadrupled in aggression. This excited Telana as this would mean the end of her Grand Hunt was near. She would be seen among the People as an adult, a true woman and hunter. She would have to make sure the humans knew the importance of the Fel source. That would not be her job. Though she prayed to the Goddess Elune, she was no Cleric. They would have to find one to cleanse the source of corruption. And with that, she had followed the scent, as it led her along the woods, growing stronger, along with signs of passage of a large beast. However, the trail had gone completely cold at a brook that ran through the forest and the adjoining field. For whatever reason, the creature had ran through it and she hadn’t found where it had exited yet. The scent was there, but it permeated the forest around her and this was clearly it’s hunting area. That is what had lead her to the trees and as she sat perched on a branch, she surveyed the area.
She slowly grew uneasy and had trouble figuring what was bothering her. The forest was quiet, so nothing but perhaps another else could have a chance of sneaking on her. Though the sun was low in the sky, she still had ample light. She dropped down to a lower branch and hopped between several trees and looked again. There it was. As clear as day, tracks coming out of the creek. She smiles, unstrapping her dagger and adjusting her bow to draw it as quickly as possible should the need arise. She dropped to the ground without a sound and stealthily moved besides the babbling creek. She grew far more nervous as she drew beside it for two reasons. The smell was much stronger, sulfurous, burning her nose, and the size of the print. The two combined made her immediately draw her bow and conk an arrow. No corrupted Demon Dog could make prints that size, even if there were a mastiff. And it clearly was no Dire Wolf. No, with a print that was easily larger than her foot and that intense smell, it could be nothing else but a Fel Hound.
She had learned her lessons, despite being tainted by demonic Fel, a Demon Dog was still just that. A dog. Yes, it was more powerful, larger, and more vicious, but beyond that, it bled and died like any animal. The same was true of Dire wolves. Yes, they were massive, but again, essentially just a large and more dangerous wolf. This, this was something else. A Fel Hound wasn’t a tainted animal. It was fully demonic itself. They were massive beasts, closer to the size of a pony than any dog. They were powerfully built, smart, and cruel as cats. Coupled with that, as direct sources of Fel, they literally tainted the world around them. Telana, looked around her and now she could see clearly evidence that had passed her by before. Damn, she thought, my mentor would be ashamed of such obvious clues. Now she saw the twisted trunks of trees that had been marked by the Fel Hound. The Fel energies had mutated them to something sickly. The entire area reeked of death and demonic energies and she had foolishly bounded above it all. She looked at the tracks again, slowly, softly stepping backwards away from the path left by the monster as she clung close to the creek. It’s path curved to the right away from her so she would turn and head to the left. She relaxed her fingers on the bow string and spun around without a sound. And there, behind her, it was.
It was massive, easily the size of a Dire wolf at around 8 to 10 feet long. It shoulders were as tall as she was. It’s fur was short, smelling of burnt hair and black as the night. It’s body rippled with muscles, taunt and full of fury. It’s snout dripped faintly green drool that almost seemed to smoke as it touched the ground. The Fel Hound’s eyes glowed softly in the dim forest, eyeing her. They were barely ten feet apart and she was shamed at her incompetence. It had ran through the creek to shake her, and then had spun around and came at her from downwind. Amid the bitter sulfur stink that soaked this part of the forest, she’d missed it. It was as wide as two men and must have weighed at least half a ton. It’s dark nostrils flared green fel fire as it snorted at her, finally making a sound. It’s muscled twitched, but beyond that it made no move, probably since to this point, neither had Telana. They stared at each other, both unmoving. It’s short snout was full of teeth, baring them with a low growl. The moment felt like it would go on forever.
And then, chaos erupted. Any human watching would have been unable to tell anyone who moved first. It would have been just a blur to them. Even the quickest of the People would have struggled to answer. Telana knew though, that it had been her. And as soon as she moved she realized it had been a mistake. The beast was far larger than her but it was supernaturally fast. Despite that, she was faster still. And if, when her hand flicked her dagger out of it’s sleeve and hurled it at the Fel Hound, it had struck it’s mark, then maybe that would have been the correct decision. The monster had reacted almost as fast as her though and the dagger missed it’s skull by less than an inch, instead embedding itself in it’s shoulder. It roared in pain and pounced at her as she dashed away, trying to free an arrow from her quiver. The massive beast barely hit her shoulder but it spun her hard, losing control and dropping the arrow instead. She hit the ground hard, her left shoulder in agony as she forced herself to keep rolling which saved her life as the Fel Hound snapped viciously where she had been just moments before. It quickly turned and spun itself to face her as she tucked and rolled, drawing and nocking another arrow. The beast charged at her and she let her arrow fly, just missing the creatures head as it ducked low. She had planned on that and rushed the foul beast, leaping over it, or at least that had been the intention. Instead, she screamed in pain as her ankle was bit down on, midair. There was a terrible crunch and the monster swung her back to the ground, slamming her down. The impact knocked the air out of her as Telana was dazed and in serious pain. Her ankle was broken, and she could barely move
“Ahnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,” she sobbed, as she tried to roll over and crawl away. She had barely made it a couple steps when a huge slammed her flat to the ground. She was sprawled out, nose bleeding, when she felt the Fel Hound bite down on her ass and rip away her pants. It’s razor sharp teeth tore through her skin as well and her right cheek began bleeding badly. Telana wailed in pain as blood soaked her ass, her leather pants half ripped off. Another bite and the beast tore her leather top apart, her back slashed and now slick with blood. None of the wounds were mortal, but they hurt her so bad. She tried to crawl once more and again, the paw came down, slamming her face first into the dirt. She spit blood out of her busted mouth and dirt caked to her bloody nose. She just sobbed, hating herself. If her mentor or any of the People saw here now, they would be shamed. She was stupid, prideful, and sloppy and now she was paying the price. She felt the creature, grip ever so lightly at the base of the neck and she prepared to die. At least she could do that bravely.
“Do it, do it you fucking monster!” She screamed.
She whimpered, as she felt the intense heat from its nostrils burning the back of her head and neck. One small bite and she knew it would be over. She felt the Fel hound tense over her and whimpered as she was let go. She didn’t dare move as it stepped back. Suddenly she felt a snout so hot it almost burned press against her sex and she sobbed and pulled up to get away from it. As soon as she was on her hands and knees, the mouth was on her neck again. She didn’t understand what was going on but felt the snout push her neck and head down, flat against the dirt. Her leather top slip off her and the rough ground ate at her chest. She tried to push up but felt the teeth dig in and just laid there, hips up, rest down.
She wanted to scream for help, she wanted to evil thing to stop teasing her and just kill her. It’s drool burned into her soul, like each bit made her less of a person. She then began sobbing, wild as she felt the demonic beast grow out of it’s sheath and press its cock against her lips. She screamed then for help, she screamed to the Goddess Elune, she simply screamed. She’d never done anything with a male and this foul monster couldn’t do this, couldn’t be her first. It bore down on her and she clawed at the ground to get away but it was no use. The Fel hound jerked its hips and she wailed as it’s cock, which felt like it was on fire, shoved several inches into her, ripping her hymen and forcing her lips wide. Her body convulsed as her once virgin hole burned and stretched obscenesly wide, she had no idea that it was only a third way in. It bucked it’s hips in succession fast and she could do nothing but shudder in agony as it rammed another third in, battering against her cervix mercilessly. She tried to move but was helpless. She felt the beast spurt precum in her, it felt even hotter than the cock and felt like it was melting her soul even more. She just sobbed now, wishing the giant demon would just kill her. Anything but this.
Suddenly the beast started fucking her furiously and her tiny frame just convulsed in agony under it. The Fel hounds cock pistoned in her at blinding speed as it held her down. Telana’s pussy lips spread obscenely wide again and again as more and more of the demon cock impaled her. She screamed non-stop as her lips spread and then stopped as the Fel beast kept pushing, finally her lips ripping, bleeding as it fucked and battered through her cervix as well. Her belly swelled with each thrust, it’s cock burning her walls, precum sapping her very soul. Her chest grew bloody with dozens of small scratches over her large tits as her body was raked back and forth over the ground. A thin line of blood ran from her torn pussy as the hound fucked through her ruined cervix, literally fucking her womb. She grew pale as her body went into shock from the animalistic rape. Then she was pushed even farther.
Telana wailed and quivered under the beast, her pussy in even more pain and she didn’t know why. She wanted to die she was hurting so bad. She didn’t know it but a massive knot was pressed at her ruined sex and was forcing it’s way through, distended and tearing her cunt lips even more. She almost blacked out then as it finally popped in, her pussy bleeding more now, distended obscenely and looking like she was about to give birth. Once it was in her, burning hot cum filled her ruined cunt and womb. Telana just screamed, her insides feeling like she was being scalded. She felt her life being sucked out of her and she felt lesser for it. She didn’t feel right. She knew her People would never accept her now. She would be tainted forever. All she could do is cry as the Fel Hound stood over her, still knotted in her. Any movement caused her agony and she knew between the tearing, the heat, and the pounding her sex was destroyed.
“Please,” she weakly moaned. “Just...kill me you fucking monster”.
Then she felt the beast grip her hair and part of her neck, and lift her head up. Her arms and legs hung uselessly under her, the knot lifting her hips off the ground. It took a tentative step, then another. Her body swayed, glued to its cock by the the knot, her head held firmly but safely in its mouth. Every step the creature took dragged her body against the ground and caused fresh and serious pain to her ruined sex. She faded in and out of consciousness as it dragged her along through the forest, still impaled on its cock. The pain kept waking her and soon she saw she was being dragged through a cave, her breasts, arms and knees and legs were bleeding from dozens of small scratches as she was dropped against cold stone in a dark corner. The only light came from it’s own body. It jerked it’s hips again and her pussy tore once more as the massive cock came out. Scalding cum, and blood, gushed out of her hole. Her gut hurt as the demonic seed twisted her. Her skin was already turning darker, not that she could see without any good light.
The demon walked from her as more lights grew close. She saw 5 more Fel Hounds surround her, nipping at her, causing fresh wounds. One licked at her bloody cunt. She moaned in hateful pleasure at it. Another bit at her arm, taking a bit of flesh and cutting her arm. She looked at them and back at the Alpha that had destroyed her. She prayed to Elune, to anyone, that they would just kill and eat her. And then they drew close and she screamed.
6 months later…..
Piridon snuck through the trees, looking for his prey. The town had directed them to here as the most likely spot to find the pack of beasts that had been terrorizing them. It had taken little work and the Fel Hounds left an awful stench any experienced Tracker could follow. Keeping safely to the trees, he smiled as he finally spotted the pack. There was 7 of the creatures, feasting on some cattle. One was a huge Alpha, clearly the pack leader. It would be the smartest and the most dangerous of the bunch. It would have to be the last and he’d need at least a Cleric for support against it. Five of the others were about the same size, all about 2/3rd’s the size of the Alpha. He smiled though as he knew where he would start. One was clearly the runt of the litter. It was tiny, and look deformed somewhat. It was only about 5 feet long, and it’s fur was nowhere near as dark as the rest. It’s rear legs were much longer than it’s front ones, which kept it’s butt unusually high. It’s face was strange also, as it’s snout was stunted, and its teeth were less sharp. I grunted in pain, or perhaps pleasure as one of the beta males rutted with it. Then pulling away, he noticed it’s strangely pointed ears. Poor thing was lucky they hadn’t killed the malformed thing. Oh well, maybe it was time he rectified that.