Path: not-for-mail
From: "Nikki@P.U."
Sender: "Nikki@P.U." <6186357@127.0.0.1>
Reply-To: "Nikki@P.U."
Subject: First Kill mg beast canabalism. (Mf, cons, pedo)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.incest
NNTP-Posting-Host: galaxy.uncensored-news.com
Message-ID: <410f5b49$1_1@galaxy.uncensored-news.com>
Lines: 265
X-Comment: NOTICE: Uncensored-News.Com does not condone, nor support, spam, illegal or copyrighted postings.
X-Report-Abuse-To: http://www.uncensored-news.com/terms.html#13
X-T.O.S.: http://www.uncensored-news.com/terms.html
Date: Tue, 03 Aug 2004 09:30:49 +0000
Organization: Uncensored-News.Com $6.95 Uncensored Newsgroups.
===================
First Kill mg beast canabalism. (Mf, cons, pedo)
She made her first kill when she was nine. At least, it was
the first kill she accomplished alone. Her victim was a
young man, really still a boy. She was walking along the
path and was quite surprise when they met face to face, no
more than 10 paces apart at a turn. The forest was
especially thick here, the dark green underbrush obscured
any view of more than a few feet, and he had come around
from behind the boulder on the side of the hill.
Forest Sirens are not supposed to let themselves be caught
like this, the Reverend Mother would be very displeased.
She knew that the only way she could redeem herself was
to insure that he did not return to the village with any
stories.
She knew what to do, she had just never hunted alone
before. She had not planned this. Oh well, sucks to be him!
When he came around the rock he was startled when he
saw her, he stopped in his tracks, his mouth agape. The last
thing he had expected was to run into a naked girl.
However, being your usual 14-year-old, his expression of
astonishment soon changed to a smile.
For her part, Astara was somewhat flustered. Only after his
smile had changed to a leer, did she realize what had to
happen. She felt his eyes move from hers, down her neck
and slim shoulders. She watched as they stopped at her
chest, quickly examining her purplish cone-like nipples,
just starting to be enhanced by the swelling of womanhood.
She felt the eyes linger on the small hillocks that erased the
ridges across her chest that had been made by her ribs.
Then the eyes moved lower, down her flat tummy to the
mound of her sex. No hair yet sprouted around the full lips
which formed the gateway to her, a gateway which was
guarded by the ridge which formed a hood over her clit.
The feeling of his eyes, so brazenly invading her was
exciting and Astara felt her pulse quicken and a tightness in
her throat. She felt the first CHANGE starting.
The boy looked back into the child's face and was captured.
Her eyes locked into his, taking hold of them, drilling into
his mind, paralyzing his will. She simply walked up to him
and wrapped her arms around his neck. He looked down
into her face, then bent and kissed her. Her lips parted and
their tongues met, wrapping around each other in a mad
dance. He felt her press her sex against his thigh, he felt her
small still girl breasts press against his abdomen through
his tunic. His virgin cock leapt, pushing against the leather
loin skin and the girls side.
He had heard the stories about the strange women who
lived in the forest, appearing to men and entrapping them,
seducing them only to change at the moment of climax to a
forest beast. Some stories said they were wolves, some
panthers, some bears. At this point, the trap was set and the
victim, not realizing the danger, was falling.
Astara dropped one of her hands and brought it up between
his legs and reached under the loin cloth. She had helped
her sisters many times. She wrapped her fingers around his
hardening cock and began to gently massage it. The boy let
out a ragged breath. With her other hand, she pulled at his
tunic. He released her and, staying close enough that he did
not interrupt her stroking of his cock, he pulled the tunic off
over his head.
The sight of his youthful but powerful chest only excited
Astara more and a feeling of warmth began to spread from
her loins and up into her stomach. She felt a slick wetness
between her legs. She pulled at the knots on his belt. The
boy quickly untied them and his knife, still sheathed, fell to
the ground. Next, his loincloth. His cock stood straight out
from the dark curls at its base, Astara's hand was small as
she stroked it.
Astara dropped to her knees and, using both hands, pulled
back the foreskin to reveal the pink head of his cock. A
drop of pre-cum oozed from tip, Astara leaned forward and,
with the tip of her tongue, took the clear liquid into her
mouth. Again, she felt the boy shudder.
She knew that she could not be sure of a kill if they stayed
like this. When the change came, she would have to be on
top of him, otherwise he might be able to throw her off. She
also wanted him away from his knife, his only possible
effective weapon against her.
She took the head of his dick into her mouth. It was warm
and had a familiar musky taste. She had done this before,
with other men, but she had always had her sister's help.
After drawing him in, then out, three times she pulled away.
"Sit down," she said.
He dropped onto his ass, his knees bent and his erect penis
bouncing up from between his legs toward his navel. Astara
casually threw his clothes, most importantly, his knife belt,
away from them, insuring that the blade was out of his
reach. Then she leaned down between his legs and took his
manhood back into her mouth, sucking him deep into the
back of her throat. She pushed him in and out a couple of
times before licking the length, from the base at the top of
his testicles to the tip. Then she pulled the foreskin back
again and ran her tongue around the head before again
engulfing it. He felt himself building as he started to
involuntarily hump into her face.
Something wasn't right. Things were going too fast. Her
sisters had always told her to go slow, but she had never
understood why. Now, with this young teen, she realized
that he could climax before she was ready for the
CHANGE, she had to slow down.
She pulled away from him, looking into his smooth face.
He had wavy blond hair that fell over his forehead, just to
his brown eyes. A slight shadow darkened his upper lip
below a straight nose. He was very good looking, too bad
the human girls would never see him again, at least not all
of him.
She crawled forward and, as she did, he lay back onto the
ground. She felt his cock slide down her chest and stomach
as she reached up and again kissed him deeply. She was
straddling him, and his pulsing dick was rubbing along her
slit and stomach. While Astara continued kissing him, she
started to rock back and forth, pressing her clit against his
cock.
The frontage caused warm shots to ripple across her belly
and thighs, she felt the wetness of her pussy smearing along
his cock. Again, he started humping against her.
Because she was still a virgin, she knew she could not take
him inside her, not now. She knew that, when that time
came, she would have to have her sister's help. As they
continued to kiss, she felt his control slipping, just as she
felt the CHANGE beginning inside of her.
She slid down, kissing and sucking his neck, feeling the
cartilage of his larynx and wind pipe with her lips. The
temptation was almost too much and she had to stop herself
from biting him. She continued down, pushing her pussy
along his thigh, then humping his knee as she sucked on
one of his nipples. She continued down and he shivered
when she pushed her tongue into his navel.
Then she took his cock back into her mouth, pushing it
deep. His pressure was reaching the breaking point. It
flowed into Astara, causing her muscles to become harder
as they also became more flexible. Her senses were
changing, she could hear the sounds of insects in the grass
and climbing on the trees. She heard the swishing sound of
a bird's wings as it glided well above the forest canopy.
She could also hear the boy's heart pounding.
Her sense of smell was also heightened. The scent of the
boy filled her, but she could also smell the soil, the trail of
a stag which must have passed by recently, and some little
mammal, probably a mouse, in the bushes.
Her vision too, was changing. The colors were fading but
she could see every leaf, every blade of grass. Any
movement caught her attention. She could see a frog
climbing along a limb, a worm turning the soil next to the
boy.
She was panting as she dove deep, pushing the boy's cock
deep past the back of her throat. He humped up into her
face, she could feel his climax building and, with it, the
CHANGE was overtaking her.
He was overwhelmed. One moment he had been walking
through the woods, now he was having his first sexual
encounter with a mysterious girl. The pressure behind his
balls was becoming unbearable. The cum boiled out of his
balls, blasting down his dick and flooding into her mouth.
Astara felt his dick swell. He humped uncontrollably into
her face as his semen flooded into her mouth. She
swallowed hard, sucking every drop of cum out of his body.
She was overtaken by the CHANGE. The most exquisite
orgasm rocked through her body, every muscle hummed as
her pussy spasmed and cried out to be filled. Energy shot
through her stomach, across her shoulders and down her
legs and arms. It roared in her ears and exploded between
her thighs.
Then he noticed the change. Her mouth had become hard,
sharp teeth were scraping his shaft and her tongue was
rough. He looked down and locked eyes with a Lynx. His
dick was laying on the cats tongue, her canine teeth on each
side. She was panting and jez bubbled around the sides of
her mouth. Her eyes were yellow, her face was covered
with black and yellow striped fir. Long black tuffs of hair
extended from the tips of her ears. Then she leapt.
She raked across his face with one paw as she sunk her
teeth into his throat. Blood spurted into her mouth where
one of her canines had severed the carotid artery. She bit
down and felt his larynx pop as it was crushed. She threw
her head back and tore the remains of his tracia away. He
made a strange burping, gurgling noise as blood bubbled
with his last breaths. He coughed from the severed wind
pipe, splattering more blood into her face and chest. Then
his chest stilled as the blood which had been spraying in an
intermittent stream slowed to an ooze.
She looked down at his wasted body, covered with blood,
gore where powerful neck muscles used to be. She still
thought he had a sexy chest. She leaned down and tore one
of the pectoral muscles away, revealing bone and cartilage.
The meat was sweet, still warm, as she swallowed.
She heard the footsteps behind her. She looked back to see
two of her sisters appear through the forest. Marka was tall
and thin. She was in her twenties with small breasts, a flat
stomach, and long muscular legs. Chloe was older, she had
had two cubs. Her stomach bulged slightly from carrying
her children, her breast sagged and were flattened from
suckling.
"Oh my," Marka laughed. "Astara has been a naughty girl.
You know you're not supposed to be hunting on your own,
the Reverend Mother will be disappointed."
Astara growled, then bent down and tore one of the boys
biceps away from his arm.
"Well child," chimed in Chloe, "the least you can do is
share. She came forward and knelt next to the body.
Resentment flowed through Astara. This was her kill! Her
first kill. She growled again.
"Now knock that off!" scolded Marka.
Astara bit into the boys arm, just below the elbow and tore
another long strip of sweet muscle free, exposing bone
from the elbow to the wrist. The gore hung from her mouth
as she leapt off the body and headed down the trail,
abandoning her prize.
"Well, you must admit, he's quite a catch," Chloe said as
she examined the dead teenager. She picked up his
undamaged arm and bit into the triceps.
"Just gorgeous," said Marka with a giggle just before she
bit into the now flaccid penis and ripped it free.
_______________________________________________________________________________
Posted Via Uncensored-News.Com - Accounts Starting At $6.95 - http://www.uncensored-news.com
<><><><><><><> The Worlds Uncensored News Source <><><><><><><><>