A New Nemesis

3 YEARS AGO, Sherman Creek, Washington, USA.

"So you're saying there's a monster in these woods?" Montana Ford asked the sheriff.

"You're damn right, hell I might've saw him once or twice too," the sheriff answered.

"But there are no photos or anything?" Montana added.

"Nope, every time somebody tries it's always too damn blurry to be sure," the sheriff said, "I know I sound crazy, but I swear I've seen... UNGH!"

The sheriff bucked his hips as he came inside Montana, who had been riding him cowgirl style this entire conversation. Montana found that sometimes this method got her the real answers she was looking for faster, so she didn't complain as she slowly got up and off of him.

"Thank you for the information sheriff," she nodded and left his office.

"No problem..." he breathed, lying on the floor of his office. His dick still out and covered in the remnants of sex.

Montana left the building and hopped on her motorcycle, going as far as she could into the woods before she switched to being on foot. In her hands was the Fire Amulet, which helped guide her towards the direction of the Cryptid she was tracking. It would also be one of her options to deal with the bastard.

Just in case, she held one of her pistols in her other hand.

"I should be getting closer..." Montana said to herself.

She suddenly freezes, getting the feeling that something is watching her. Montana's eyes dart around as she hears branches snapping and leaves rustling. She raises her pistol into the deep forest.

"Come on big guy, I've dealt with worse," she said aloud, her senses frantically scanning every angle she can cover.

A gigantic hairy hand shoots out of the darkness of the forest behind Montana, she doesn't even have time to react. Everything went black.

...

The first thing Montana realized when she came to was that she was on her back. The world seemed to be moving, rhythmically, up and down, up and down. Feeling slowly came back to her as she realized that her clothes had been torn, her breasts bouncing with the world... wait a minute... it wasn't the world moving, it was her!

She was being fucked missionary position by a big Cryptid man! From her guess, she had been fucked for a while. Must've cum a few times as well from what she could smell. Montana needed to come up with a plan, before he realized she was awake!

That's when she remembered the Fire Amulet concealed in her clothes. It was probably absorbing the Cryptid's powers the entire time he had been fucking her, so how was he still so energetic!?

"GRAHH!" the Cryptid man roared as he unloaded another flood of cum deep into her womb.

"Raaaah!" Montana screamed as she drew her other pistol and began emptying its magazine right into the Cryptid's chest, hoping that the Fire Amulet had at least drained enough power to render him vulnerable.

BLAM BLAM BLAM!

Montana's jaw dropped as every bullet flattened itself against the Bigfoot's skin, falling off like pebbles.

"Wh-why didn't the Fire Amulet drain your powers?" Montana muttered.

"Huh, so a human knows about the amulets," Bigfoot looked intrigued, "Well if you must know, I didn't get my powers from the Fire Amulet like most of the others."

Montana was shocked. This was totally new information to her. There were other amulets? What did they do? How did it work? Why-

"Anhh!~" Montana moaned involuntarily as Bigfoot's shaft began to harden again inside her.

"Anyways, back to what I was doing..." Bigfoot grinned as he began to slowly thrust again.

The adventuring heroine had only one last resort to make her escape, to use the power stored in the Fire Amulet itself. Even if this Cryptid wasn't directly effected by its powers, any Cryptid activity should give it power. Timing her movements with Bigfoot's thrusts, she slowly reached towards her pouch on her hip.

Bigfoot was having too good of a time to notice anyway, even though he was curious how the woman knew about the Amulets. He figured he could ask after he had satisfied his libido for the day.

Montana felt her fingers touch the button on her pouch. She opened the pouch, felt the warm energy of the Fire Amulet, and drew it out as fast as she could.

"Try blocking this!" she yelled, the Fire Amulet upon being shoved into Bigfoot's chest, reacted violently. A flash of light washed the entire forest area. Bigfoot roared in pain as Montana made her escape.