Canadian Meat

Stalking through the snow and ice caked forests, the monster paused in his trek to raise his head and sniffed the air. The winds were changing direction, causing a harsh breeze to form causing the trees to rattle. Lookup overhead, it could see the heavy clouds churn and whirl like thick soup in a bowl, the skies grumbling with thunder rolling in. The wind was now furiously blowing around the wendigo like a tempest, where at the eye of the churning clouds, he could make out a figure, stretching her arms out… And then pointing right down at him.

“Wendi…?”

The thunderclap boomed overhead as an arc of lightning came down straight over the Wendigo’s head, electrocuting the beast with millions of volts and sending it off its feet to tumble across the woods and slam into a tree. Stunned and picking itself up, the beast growled in confusion and agony as its blood red eyes blinked and looked up to find four female wendigos approaching him, the fourth landing on her feet from high above and all looking like they were cracking their knuckles as they hoisted the monster up by its feet and **** him to stand.

“Wen…”

“REMEMBER ME YOU ALBINO COCKNOBBLER?”

Taking on her diamond state, Emma took a swing at the creature, giving him a right hook right between the eyes so hard, the wendigo spun around at its heel.

“You got a LOT to answer for Sugah!” Rogue called out, punching it right in the face and spinning him around again.

“Because of YOU I can’t wear any of my dresses!” Accused Storm, socking him in the mouth and keeping him spinning as he was facing Psylocke, the wendigo woman giving him a roundhouse kick that sent him back facing Emma who punched him again.

“Asshole!”

“Prick!”

“Gull Durn Varmint!”

Over and over again, the four ladies traded blows with the wendigo that bit Emma all those days ago, punching, jabbing, kicking and sucker punching the monster back and forth like an inflatable punching doll, sending it reeling with each punch only to land into another clawed fist or kick that bounced it back into the strike of another. The wendigo could only react to split seconds of vision, seeing the angry face of a female wendigo giving him a right hook, or falling into an upper cut or the clawed foot of a kick before meeting another fist, repeating the cycle again.

“Hope your still hungry asshole, because I still have knuckle sandwiches for you!” Boasted Psylocke, giving the creature a 12-strike combo that sent teeth flying out of his mouth before being spun around to face Rogue.

“Looks like this cold steak needs more tenderise’n.” Pile driving the wendigo with punches to the stomach with enough **** to knock him off his feet and keep him up there as she punched higher and higher until he was now a meter off the ground, Rogue waited for him to collapse to his feet before punching him hard in the face to spin around and face Emma.

“This is why diamonds are a girl’s best friend love.” Punching him right in the nose with her diamond skinned fist, the crunch of bone was audible to everyone there as more fanged teeth flew out of the monster’s mouth. “Light him up Storm!”

With her clawed hands over her head, Ororo conjured a bolt of lightning and called it down to blast the monster right between the eyes. The others had already darted back to give the strike room as the monster was electrocuted and spasmed into a twitching heap before collapsing onto its back, bruised, clobbered, fried… And defeated.

So much so it did not even register the cheers and high fives coming from the x-women before it felt a clawed foot stomp down on its groin to get its attention. Looking up with its eyes slowly refocusing, it found Emma no longer in her diamond form, with her hands at her hips looking down imperiously at the monster with a wry grin.

“And so, the White Queen knocks another King off the chessboard, any last words animal?”

Staring up with half blinking, swollen eyes, the monster could only see dozens of wendigo women staring down at him angrily.

“Wen… Deeee…Goooo….”

“Yes… A riveting retort coming from an albino, man-eating Muppet.” Purred Emma, enjoying seeing the beast wallow under her foot.

“I got his teeth!” Chirped Rogue over her shoulder, gathering the monster’s punched out fangs and posing with them over her pointed ears and showing off to the others. “Whatcha think Sugah? Is it me?”

“Hmm, they’d look better on ME Rogue.” Smiled Storm, eyeing a pair of fangs and testing them to her own ears.

“Oh, that’s totally YOU Ororo.”

“Indeed. Well, this wild animal won’t be hurting anyone ANY…” Gasping, she looked down to her leg when she felt something grace against her ankle, her red eyes going wide with fury when she found a 2-foot erection bobbing against her leg. “Are you… Are you FUCKING TURNERD ON BY THIS?!”

Glaring down at his face, the monster smirked a toothless grin, one that slowly regrew its teeth as its erection continued to thump against her ankle. Repositioning her foot, she stomped down on his girth and pinned it against his stomach and between her clawed toes. She was furious, sneering down at the monster that turned her into a giant, furry, animal woman. An animal woman who was always hungry! An animal woman who was constantly in heat! An animal woman… Pinning down a monster that was a hung as a moose!”

“Wow… He’s pretty big.” Commented Betsy, swallowing a bit to keep from drooling. “At least twice as big as SCOTT for sure.”

“Wait… How do YOU know that sugah?”

“We used to date briefly.”

“Figures. That man has had his fair share of telepathic lovers.” Commented Storm, crossing her arms and looking down at the prone wendigo with a hungry leer in her eye. “Was it his boy scout mentality that drew you to him?”

“Well, it wasn’t his eyes if that’s what you were wondering.”

Looking back at the aroused wendigo and Emma pressing her foot over his erection, Storm bit her fanged lip. “My goodness, he’s a big one.”

“And he’s all MINE!”

Diving down onto her knees, Emma captured her prize in her hands, licking up his length with her tongue before swallowing his cock in one gulp down to the hilt. The others were about to protest when Emma’s arousal and need flooded into them through their empathic link. Very quickly leading them all to join her in trying to take a bite out of the wendigo’s ‘frozen sausage’ and leaving the monster to lay there helplessly as four horny wendigo women had their way with him.

He lost his teeth that day… And lost another thing as he howled out in orgasm… For several hours.