Deep in Morningwood Forest...

TIME - 5 hours after the SMUT operation to subdue the Wendigo began...

Loud, wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh reverberated around the forest as Agent Billie Busty laid on her back, being pounded in missionary by the Wendigo.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

She had long lost track of how many times he had came inside and all over her. Strewn around the forest was her team of all-female operatives, all laying down in different positions. Their uniforms were ripped and torn, cum splattered all over their uniforms and skin.

The fight had barely lasted a few minutes before the fucking began. It was then that Agent Busty learned of what the Director had meant by "carnal desires". As bullets bounced off the Wendigo, he ran from operator to operator, disarming them, and shredding their clothes with his claws. Weirdly, he was precise and careful as to not physically injure any of the women, but they would soon learn why.

Each operative was then fucked mercilessly as the Wendigo switched from body to body until they all had their senses overloaded and were covered and filled with Wendigo cum, **** on the ground.

"Ar-re you... ngh.. fin-nished... ngh.. yet?" Billie could barely speak between moans as the Cryptid pounded away.

The Wendigo grinned, "Still able to speak huh? You're the strongest one out of everyone here. I could tell, you and I have been fucking for the longest."

He continued to slam into her without abandon, forcing Agent Busty to moan each time his rod filled her insides.

"You... didn't.. answer- ngh! My question!" she growled through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, I could go forever, poor soldier," he grinned, "Don't you know who I am?"

"Wen... di... go..." Billie moaned.

BLAM!

Suddenly a blast of light streaked across the forest, slamming Wendigo in the chest. He roared, pulling out of Billie as another load just so happened to erupt from him. Ropes of cum landed all over Billie's face and tits as the Wendigo howled and ran off deeper into the forest.

"Agent Busty! Are you alright!?" came a familiar voice.

It was Billie's field partner, Agent Mike Frank.

He ran over wielding a large laser gun that looked more like a spacecraft than a gun, still steaming from its last shot fired. A team of SMUT operatives followed closely behind, moving to secure the other fallen SMUT operatives that came with Billie.

"I'm a bit sore... but I'm okay," Billie replied weakly. This was not quite how she wanted what was essentially her male coworker to see her, but frankly she was just glad he came to her rescue.

"I don't know what the hell the Director was thinking, we need to rework our strategy," Mike said as he helped Billie to her feet, "Let's go back to headquarters, we need regroup before we try again."