Thunder

There was no mistaking that sound. It was a clap of thunder, and that meant a storm was coming. To confirm, Vanessa looked up, glancing at the skies. The storm clouds, unsurprisingly, were visible. From where she was, and where they were, Vanessa guessed it was already beginning to rain at Nipples. Vanessa cursed lightly. How could she, with all her experience, have made such an amateur mistake as to miss the signs of a storm brewing? She must've needed that break from the tough jobs more than she thought.

Fortunately, Vanessa knew a cave nearby that could be used for shelter. It was a mile to the East of where she was, and while it wasn't all that spacious, it should give her the shelter she needed. Vanessa was glad it was still only about noon. With any luck, the storm would clear up in a few hours, and she'd be able to reach a better location to take shelter in for the night.

With her plan in mind, Vanessa left the pond and began to make her way East. The forest she was in was at the base of Mt. South Nipple, and it wasn't too dense. Although who knows, Vanessa's perception could've been thrown off by her years of experience. Soon enough, the forests trees were alive with the rustling of the winds. By the time she had reached the cave, the skies had darkened and it had just begun to rain.

However, while normally Vanessa would leap for the chance to get out of the rain before it truly picked up, this time she hesitated. Something was off. Her instincts from her years of adventuring and her immensely deep seated knowledge of the forest alerted her before her senses and observations did. So, she paused as she first saw the cave. It only took her a few seconds out to figure out what was wrong though.

There was light coming out from the mouth of the cave. It didn't seem incredibly odd or suspicious. It certainly didn't look mystical, not that she had any first hand experience to base that assumption off of. It seemed that it only made sense to assume that somebody else had found this cave.

Well, it might be nice to have some company while I wait out this storm, Vanessa thought. And with that, she approached the cave. As she came within a few feet of the mouth of the cave, Vanessa finally glimpsed the content of the cave that had caused this.

The first thing she noticed was the source of the light. It was a fire, unsurprisingly. There were a few logs of pretty decent size burning. The fire was pretty big, maybe 7 feet in diameter. It was certainly larger than she'd typically make a campfire. The second thing Vanessa noticed was the futa inside. She had short ginger hair in a neatly done bun, and very lightly tanned skin. She had good muscles on her abs and pecs, and a perky pair of E-Cup tits. With no top, it was easy to see that this Futa had very light pink areolas, and nipples that were clearly hardened by the air. A top wasn't the only thing this futa lacked, however.

In fact, she lacked almost all clothes, save a skirt that covered nothing as the Futa's erection raised it into the air, giving a good view of the girls ballsack and shaft. The individual sat in a meditative position with her eyes closed. There was no doubt in Vanessa's mind that this was a cultivator. And so Vanessa stood there and waited, mind trying to process the information.

And then the Futa's eyes opened.