The Big Shelter

The smell of females in heat is too much to resist.

You move around the outskirts of the village, sticking to the tree line until you are behind the building. You can see a covered area where groups of horses are standing, as the wind changes they smell you and start to go crazy. Kicking and jumping as they try to get away from you.

You ignore them, focused on the building itself, with a deep breath you tense up and move out from the tree cover. As you are coming out from the trees the back door opens and a fat human male comes out. In the darkness he can’t see you and you hear him barking in the direction of the Horses.

You are on him before he can react, you are easily 9ft tall and this human is not even big for them. You reach out and take his head into the palm of your hand, you feel the vibrations of his screams as you twist his head around with a series of snaps and pops.

The body drops to the mud and you keep moving, you come level with the wall, inhaling deeply you can smell a female in head on the other side of the wall. The wall itself is made up of thick logs stacked on top of each other. It is easy for you to **** your clawed hands in between the logs.

With a roar you tense up and tear the wall apart. The logs tumble around you loudly as light spills out and you take in the scene on the other side.

There is a smaller room that is filled with bottles and sacks, sitting on top of a pile of the sacks are a human male and the female you smelt. She has removed the cloth that they cover themselves with and the male has revealed his tiny member. Both of them stare at you with wide terrified eyes.

You don’t wait, climbing up you bunch your fist up and punch the male, his head snaps to a right angle with the vertical and he slumps over silently. The female is small enough that you can get one hand around her waist, although her breasts are sizable. Turning around you head back out in the dark and the rain.

It isn’t until you are a ways into the woods that she starts screaming. Long screeching yells that grate on your nerves as you bound through the woods, trying to out as much distance between yourself and the village as you can. You feel her squirming and slapping at your arm and side as she screams.

The part of you that could be called smart knows that it is better to get back to the cave and then shut her up but the rest of you wants to shut her up right here and now. The screaming is really starting to wear on your nerves.