Knees up!

Slowly, the tigergirl pulled out. Her face showed an expression of satisfaction for but a second before it shifted to a mixture of pain and frustration. And the reason was obvious: she was STILL hard. But Cathleen couldn't afford to wonder about that, she had to act now! As soon as the tigergirl had completely pulled her large member out of her ass, she clenched her sore butthole so the cum she had paid a hefty price for would not leak out, and when she had enough room to move her legs again, her right knee jolted upwards, straight into her attacker's balls.

Sure, she was weakened, but thanks a multitude of semi-lucky circumstances not nearly as much as she could have, and a kick in the balls was still a kick in the balls. The tigergirl yelped, sprung up, and rolled to the side, whimpering while holding her hurting crotch. Cathleen reached for her pouch and searched for her tranquilizer, only to realize that it broke when she dropped the pouch during the fight.

The Tigergirl came back to her senses. She had no time! Desperately, she leaped into the next bush, pulled out her trusty blanked, her heartbeat at 180. While she cowered on the ground, she could but hope that the brain of the tigergirl could not grasp the concept of camouflage. It couldn't, and after a while, Cathleen could hear her turn away. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then she plugged up the bota bag and pulled it out of her ass. It was an almost terrific amount considering how much time the tigergirl had spent fucking right before. But she had her prize and made some interesting notes, and that was all that counted. She closed her eyes and finally found some sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the sun had already risen. Cathleen put her blanked away, stood up, and stretched herself. Then, she realized she hadn't put her pants back on. Or picked them up. But they had to be here somewhere. Looking for them, she turned around.

...FUCK!

In front of her, there were to futas, clad in skimpy leather clothing and armed. They were the same two Bandits she had managed to avoid the day before.

"Errm... hi?"

"Why hello there. I must say, you are quite a pleasant surprise during a boring food hunt."

"Absolutely", added the other. "A new, unbroken toy for the boss. Now THIS screams reward."

The first one looked at her partner in disbelief.

"You're kidding, right? What reward could be better than what's literally in front of us?"

"So you just want to fuck her and then what? Let her go? Hide her from the Boss?"

"No, give the BETA to the boss we just found."

"A stray beta. Riiiiight."

Despite their arguing, both kept their eyes fixed on Cathleen. And in her weakened state, there was no way she could outrun them. What made things worse, both stared to get an erection and the musky smell combined with the prior loss of resolve made beta thoughts start to quell in her mind. For now, she managed to suppress them, but she had to get away. While the two where squabbling she racked her brain and finally had an idea.

"Errm... could I make a proposal?"

The two stopped and looked at her. Cathleen pointed towards her pouch.

"May I?"

"Slowly."

She pulled out a flask with a colorless fluid in it.

"What's that?"

"Medicin. I'm a pharmacist. I was here gathering ingredients. This is a very potent one, it enhances the accumulation of resolve, both the natural one and the one through sex. This is just a bit, but in my house, there is a big supply. You can either use it or sell it. It can fetch you a really good price."

"Heh, you think we'll fall for that?"

"It's true! Just to days ago, a cultivator came to our village and bought half my entire stock!"

"...wait, you don't think she is talking about..."

"Just give me a chance to prove it! I'm sure once you had a sample, you will be convinced!"

The two thought for a while.

"You first."

"Oh, of course!"

Cathleen opened the bottle and put it on her mouth. Then, quickly, she splashed its contents into the faces of the bandits.

"Ah! Fuck, I knew it! Bitch, what is that?!...huh?"

Cathleen was cowering on the ground, once again under her blanket. The bandits looked at her and, despite their anger, burst into laughter.

"Bwahaha! You think we can't see you now or what?"

Suddenly, the bushes rustled and a catgirl appeared. It seemed to be an alpha, though not nearly on the level of the Tigergirl from the day before. The brush-like tips of her ears showed that it was some kind of lynx-type - and there was a good reason why she was here.

She sniffed the air, then quickly approached the Bandits.

"Fuck off!", one of the bandits scoffed and kicked her away. The lynxgirl coughed, then she let out a howl. For a short while, nothing happened. Then, suddenly, a second one jumped onto the back of one of the Bandits. She managed to throw her off, but the next one was already there, and the next one. While Cathleen took the chance and slowly crouched away under her blanket, more and more lynxgirls appeared that threw themselves onto the Bandits. The two tried to fend them off, but they simply were too many. Soon, their swords got ripped out of their hands, claws shred through their clothes and they lost their footing.

As Cathleen, after getting away from the scene, put away her blanket and turned around, she could see that the two bandits were now buried under a mountain of lynxgirls, which were mercilessly fucking every single hole and humping every cavity and whatnot they had to offer.

Of course, the liquid had not been medicine. It was pheromones. The pheromones of a lynxgirl beta in heat.

Whelp, two bandits less in the mountains. Now back to Tumey before the tiger's cum spoils!