Eat the Berry

Its a duck if it looks like one and quacks like one, why shouldn't the same be true o berries? Besides, these chips of yours are gonna run out soon, and you'll need to eat something, it might as well be this.

You bite into the berry. It tastes..funny. Kind of sour. Not like a strawberry at all.

"AIII"!

Before you can properly evaluate the flavor, a shrieking cry pierces the air, causing you to jump nearly out of your skin. You swallow the berry in the process, nearly **** on it as you turn to see the cause of the noise.

Wonders truly never cease.

There, in front of you, running in your direction, stone-tipped spear in hand, is a half naked woman.

You clearly note she's armed...though you note her lack of clothing more poignantly.

She has long, wild red hair that seems to trail behind her like a winged cape, looking to drape the majority of her back, at least. Her skin is a pinkish sort of pale. Most visually arresting, however, is her lone, unclothed breast bouncing freely and quite noticeably independent of the single strip of animal skin that just barely covers her other, held together by yet another, even thinner strip of fur wrapped around her waist, from which depends a swaying, furry flap that only scarcely covers her womanhood, which can be glimpsed amply as she runs along. Toward you[.

](http://you.So)So beautiful is the woman, so strange is this whole affair that all thoughts of defending yourself--and indeed, all thoughts at all, save to process the voluptuous creature charging you--are totally absent in your...gradually hardening frame.

She stops just short of you, throwing her spear down, and throws herself on her knees. Right in front of the crotch area of your space suit.

"Uhh"...you manage to whisper as she sets to her task.

She frees a large, stone knife from her fur-belt and grabs the front of your suit.

"Hey, woah, wait a min"...you start to protest, but before you can get the words out, your blood runs cold and the breath catches in your chest. You feel cold, stiff, weak. What's happening to you...oh God, the berry!

She cuts into your suit, displaying noticeable trouble with the strange material, but making due nonetheless as she liberates your cock from your under-suit.

You can hardly take notice as you begin to feel like dropping to the ground yourself.

Your penis in hand, she begins to masturbate you, stimulating your organ so that it regains the blood it was loosing from the toxins in your system.

She doesn't have far to go, seeing as how you were getting ready" long before she even got to you.

Then, in spite of the sickness, you suddenly feel a burst of slippery, stimulating pleasure as she eagerly and determinedly rams your dick into her mouth and begins to suck. Hard. She's not deep-throating you or anything, but goddamn, she's like a vaccum cleaner as she goes and goes, bracing herself by grabbing your buttocks, sometimes bobbing her head back and forth, ramming your whole self into her mouth, sometimes taking her time by just sucking while squeezing your ass cheeks.

This...has definitely never happened to you before.

You begin to feel yourself start to come, and with it, your consciousness starts to return. Your blackening vision begins to admit light once more, and you can see your sexy savior beneath you getting ready to receive the gift of your sperm in her [mouth.

In](http://mouth.In) the middle of everything, you suddenly realize, as you get ready to release, that this must be the result of the berry. Your sickness, this impromptu blowjob, the whole thing. It WAS poisonous, and this person, this native, knew that the only apparent way to save your life--the only way to get the poison out--was to suck your dick. It must infect your testicles or something, and from there, affects the rest of you.

That's a new one.

You exhale deeply with a huge groan as you fill her mouth with your life-giving fluid. She quickly spits the load of white goo from her mouth and off to the side after quickly rolling it around in her mouth, only to almost reflexively stick your penis back in her mouth, apparently making sure she's got all of it out of you>

No problem there.

She's rocking back and forth as she sucks, her head and shoulders going up and down, her exposed breast caressing your thigh. You can see she's easily what would qualify as a C-cup back in the real world. She's also quite barefoot, with strong looking, plump soles and large toes. Perhaps it was she you were tracking?

When at last shes done, and there's no semen left to milk from your orgasm (maybe even your body) as you grunt and sigh, she promptly places her weight on one of her strong, firm thighs and rises to stare you in the eye. A cold look in her ice-blue eyes.

"Well, uh, thanks, I mean, I, uh"...

Before you can possibly finish your awkwardly stuttering thank you, she pushes you to teh ground, retrieves her spear from nearby, points it in your direction and yells at you:

"Mug'tag mutaka"!