The Little Hut

As tempting as the big hut is the little one seems like the safer bet.

You move out from among the trees slowly, breathing deeply as you try to figure out if there is a female inside. It isn’t until you get right up to the back wall of the hut that you are able to smell her, the smell is slight but impossible to mistake.

There is a window high up in the back wall, or at least it would be high for a human. For you it is easily to look through the small portal, in the flickering light of fading fireplace you can see that there is bed up against the back wall and sleeping in it there is a the one you smelt.

Looking at the wall you can see that it is made of logs stacked on one and another. It is easy for you to grip them and pull them apart. The bottom half of the outer wall falls away, leaving just enough space for you to reach in and grab the sleeping woman.

Bundling her under you arm, bed covers and all, you bolt for the tree line. It takes her a few moments to come to her senses but as soon as she does she begins to shout. Not to scream but instead shout in the strange way they do as you bound away.

She tries to scratch, kick and bite at the side of you or your arm but you barely even feel the efforts as you head for the pass back into your valley. Your heart is pumping as you make the climb faster than you ever have before, wet branches whipping at you as you cross back through the pass and into your valley.

There are no humans living in your valley, it is part of why you picked it and the female seems to have given up on shouting for the time being as you head back to the cave.

By the time you make it back the rain has stopped, the moon has even begun to peek from behind the odd cloud bank.

Walking into the cave you dump the female down on the floor. The wet cloth around her seems to make it hard for her to move as you watch her try to kick her way out of it. You watch, amused as she eventually does, skittering backwards until she hits the far wall.

Looking at her in the light of the moon you can see that she is naked of the odd covering they wear. You look her up and down, taking in her dark stomach length hair that hands in wet strands, partially covering her sizeable breasts. You can’t get a good look at the prize between her legs as she holds them tightly closed.

Your nostrils flare as you look at her, finally the prize you have wanted is right in front of you. You look at her as she shakes and stares at you with wild eyes, an odd thought suddenly striking your mind.

You recall when you had been growing, the elder males had brought back human females often. Most often they would take them as soon as they returned, using them either until they died or their bellies began to swell. Very few ever lived long enough to have their bellies swell however.

There had been one elder however who had brought his female's back and would not take them right away. Instead he fed them, gave them warmth and even let them walk outside the caves sometimes. When he took them he would paw at them, not grabbing them, until they would open their legs for him.

The other elder males thought he was a weakling for doing this, yet all of his females lived to have swollen bellies and all of his babies survived as well. Although you have no way of knowing it you are one of those babies.

However right now the urge to finally mate is strong, you have never been more aware of your cock as it hangs between your legs. Dripping a steady stream of Pre-cum as you stare at the female.