Eric is 27 years old. He stands 6ft. 2in. Tall. He has brown hair and hazel eyes. He is an accomplished pilot and owns a single engine Cessna. He flies coke from Columbia to Puerto Rico.
He is looking for landmarks for his landing on a jungle airstrip 50 miles northeast of Bogota. He sees the small hill and lines up. The airstrip comes into view and he makes a rough landing. He makes a mental note to have the strip smoothed out. He taxis to the end of the strip and shuts off the engines. He pulls out his camo net and spreads it over the plane. He carries his camping gear into the edge of the forest about 100 yards from the plane. He checks his MP4 to make sure its loaded. He carries three thirty round magazines for it. He stays away from his plane and watches. He doesn't want anyone sneaking up on him. He will have to spend the night waiting for morning when the mules will bring his load. He slings his hammock and mosquito net between two trees and spays each end with Raid. He has learned that there are insects here big enough to carry off small children. He hangs camo net all around his camp. He sets up the rest of his camp and kicks back. Just before dark he eats dinner. He gets in his hammock and listens to the night sounds of the jungle. Soon her falls asleep.
Daylight is breaking and he wakes with a start. He holds still listening. His MP4 is at the ready. He slowly gets out of the hammock and looks around. He moves closer to the landing strip. He takes out his binoculars and scans the area. Satisfied, he squats and watches. Soon he hears the sound of small engines. He watches as two quad runners appear. They drive near his plane and unload some small bundles. The drive away. He listens to the engine sound. They slowly fade away. The he hears a change in the sound. One engine stops. He goes on high alert. He scans the edge of the strip with his binoculars. He sees movement and zooms his glasses in on it. He sees one of the guys that delivered the load. He is holding an AR15. He waits a while and takes steady aim. He squeezes off a three round burst and sees the guys head explode. He know that a rival cartel has his strip spotted. He watches a while and doesn't see any more activity. He grabs his camping gear and runs to the plane. He starts the engines and gets out to load up. He secures the packages in the cargo compartment, hops in the seat and taxis out. He slams the throttle to the firewall and takes off. He breaths a sigh of relief and he gains altitude. He won't be coming back here again. He levels off at 3000 ft. and sets the autopilot on a course for Caracas. He will land at a private airstrip near there and refuel before heading to Puerto Rico.
He kicks back and relaxes. He thinks about the close call he had. He will have to contact his supplier and find a new strip. He is wondering if he should quit. He has a few hundred thousand dollars in a Cayman Islands bank. He knows that something will eventually go wrong the longer he does this. He leans back and thinks of his girlfriend waiting in Florida for him. His 10 in. cock stirs as he thinks of the last time they fucked. She is the best fuck he ever had and she loves his big cock.
His reverie is interrupted when the engine starts missing. He sits up and turns off the auto pilot. He sees his air speed drop. The engine sputters and stops. He pushes the nose down to keep his airspeed up and starts looking for a clearing he can land in. Nothing looks good. He fastens his lap strap and drops his speed to just above stall. The trees are coming up fast and he lays over in the other seat. He twists his arms in the other seat belt and braces for impact.
Darkness.
Eric's eyelids flutter. He sees light and a figure. He tries to focus but his effort is in vain. He tries to sit up. He feels a soft hand on his chest.
"Be still. You are injured. Please be still."
He gives up on moving and tries to focus his eyes. His vision clears and he sees a strange looking woman beside him. She seems to be gold in color. Her eyes are more cat like than human. Her nose also looks cat like. She has no hair on her head. A short fine gold colored fur covers her skin. Her pointed ears are covered with the fine fur too. He looks down and sees a nice pair of breasts. Her nipples are dark and very large. They are the size of strawberries. They would easily fill a C cup. He sees a triangle of gold hair above where her pussy would be. He looks closer and sees her pussy lips showing through the hair. He looks at himself. They have taken all of his clothes. He is bare ass naked.
"Where am I?"
"You are in our village. Your flying machine is broken. You are injured and we brought you here."
"Who are you?"
"We are the people."
"The people. I don't understand."
"Don't worry. It will be explained later. Now you must rest. You are injured. A gift from Mother will help you."
She dips her finger in a small bowl of liquid and places it in his mouth. He licks it and the taste of honey fills his mouth. He slowly fades into darkness.
His eyelids flutter and open. He sees the same woman on her knees beside him. Her hand is resting on his stomach. She looks down at his cock.
"You are big and strong. Good."
She seems to like his cock. He wonders if he is going to get laid. He suspects he will.
"What are you called?"
"You may call me Bala. My name won't come from your mouth."
He understands that he wouldn't be able to pronounce it.
"Can all of you speak my words?"
"Some can. We learned your words from the men we bring here."
"You bring men here. Why?"
"To make children. We cannot make children."
It hits him like a bolt of lightening. They are all female and can't reproduce. The need men to keep their kind alive. Now he sees why she likes his cock. He will be their breeder. He wonders if he died and went to heaven or hell.
"You are strong enough to walk. I will help you."
Finally he will get a look at where he is. All he knows is the inside of the hut.
She helps him to his feet. He sways a little and she holds him around the waist. His arm is around her shoulder. Slowly they emerge from the hut. He stops and looks around. He sees a circle of huts. There are three more circles around behind those. He looks up and sees a double layer canopy. They can't be seen from the air. There is a large fire pit in the middle of the courtyard. He sees some larger huts that have open sides with tables in them. Women and young girls are busy all over the area.
