Dawn calms herself with a rub.

Dawn couldn't get the image of Eep out of her head.

Her six-pack, the way her red hair whipped when it was wet, her hips and tits just barely covered in her swimming suit.

It was an intoxicating, all-encompassing thought that burrowed itself in her mind like a land-whale.

It made her feel hot all over, and when she felt hot like this, she knew what to do.

Finding an isolated spot was a lot harder than it usually was. Usually all she had was Backpack, and she could plan her "me-time" like clockwork (whatever a "clock" was) in between his naps. Now she was with the Croods, and when the pack wasn't joined at the hip, they usually spread themselves out, taking over whatever space they found themselves in. It was nice being a part of something bigger than herself and it wasn't like she was ungrateful for having a family again, but they could be a little "much" sometimes and she missed her privacy.

Thankfully she managed to find a little space between a tree and a large rock away from everyone. If she kept herself quiet, she just might finish without interruption.

She accidentally learned how to do this during a close-call with a pack of owlbears. She scaled a tree to avoid their attempts on her life. They tried knocking it down, but it was too thick and they eventually gave up. Unfortunately for her, it was owlbear mating season and several different owlbear packs gathered on that spot and did their contribution to the population. Dawn had to sit there, precariously balanced on a branch, and watch. Turns out, owlbears were very horny beasts and there mating rituals lasted hours. By the end, Dawn had learned a lot about the birds and the bee-tles.

Dawn peeked over the otherside of the tree, making sure she was alone, and undid her bra and trousers. She found a soft, mossy patch against the tree and laid down against it. She stuck a few fingers in her mouth, making sure they were nice and wet, and got to work.