The Bigfoot watches, then gets Sara and or Raven?

(Original author Snoogins)

The Sasquatch briefly considered moving on to do some more exploring, but another whiff of his still moist fingers convinced him otherwise. Probing Sara through the small window would not be enough to “satisfy his curiosity.” He had to get inside. Once he was certain that Sara had fallen back asleep, Bigfoot moved away from the window and began searching for an entrance, eventually coming to the door of the cabin. Sasquatch had never seen a doorknob before, but he was an intelligent beast, and an inquisitive one. After a few minutes of careful experimentation, he figured out how to open the door without making a sound. Luckily for the beast, Miss Stack’s nazi nudism philosophy extended as far as an insistence on leaving doors unlocked. “Door’s without locks for a world without barriers” she was fond of saying. Sara wasn’t the first attendee of the camp to find this policy a little intrusive, but she was without a doubt soon to be the most intruded upon girl in the history of the camp.

Stealthily, the hairy beast enters the room and creeps towards Sara’s bed, shrouded in darkness. She’s still lying on her stomach, but now, her head rests on top of her pillow instead of the other way around. Bigfoot takes a moment to watch her as she sleeps. She truly is a beautiful creature, and it had been a long time since he had seen a female of his species around these parts. Far too long. This pink skin ape would be close enough for his comfort. More than that in fact, as his keen senses once again catch her smell, the skunk ape finds his brain swimming in chemical desire. Leaning in close enough for his breath to be felt on her exposed back, Bigfoot once again reaches out with his monstrous fingers and gently spreads Sara’s butt cheeks apart. He then quickly leans in and buries his nose in her muff breathing in heavily her sweet, inviting smell.

Awakened with a start, Sara tries to get up, but fails miserably as a gigantic hand comes down on the spall of her back, pinning her to the bed with superhuman strength. Thrashing her arms and legs wildly, she lets out a blood curdling scream, but is quickly silenced as the Sasquatch leans forward onto the bed and lets loose a low, visceral animal growl only a few inches from the back of Sara’s head. Paralyzed with fear, Sara remains motionless, unable to see what it is that’s attacking her, but utterly terrified by the thought of what it might do next. Her worst fears are realized when she feels something long, warm and stiff fall atop the crack of her ass. This… this… THING was going to rape her! Here she was, lying on her stomach, butt fucking naked thanks to her bratty little cousin, about to be violated by who knows what! Judging by its sheer size and strength, not to mention that horrible smell… it wasn’t even human. And, if she’s right about the size of this thing’s cock, she’ll never be the same again…

Just as Bigfoot was positioning himself to begin, his attention is diverted by the sound of a groggy voice. Raven just woke up.

“Sara? What the fuck are you screaming about?” Her eyes clouded by sleep and darkness, Raven can’t see the 600+ pound man-thing in front of her eyes… but it can certainly see her. As Raven lifts herself up on her arms, her massive breasts sway back and forth as she squints in the direction of Sara’s bed trying to figure out what all the commotion is about. Bigfoot takes one look at Raven and…