The Predator in the Woods

All characters in this story are 18 or over.

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Cara listened to her trainers slapping along the path and tried not to focus on the cold night searing the inside of her throat. Her phone's battery had stopped charging properly over the past 2 weeks and had died altogether half a mile ago. She had been meaning to get her mobile fixed as she relied on it for her workout music and mapping out her jogs but she kept putting it off and now she was paying the price.

Ignoring her aching calves and agonising stitch was a lot easier with some obnoxious dance music pumping though her earphones. Instead she had to settle for her slapping feet and ragged breathing. Cara told herself it didn't matter since she was running at night and this would stop some creep sneaking up on her but, really, it sucked.

Her friends and family were constantly warning her not to run at night and that she was asking for trouble but she preferred it. Night time jogs meant the park paths were less cluttered and, more importantly, she didn't have half the town ogling her chest.

When her girl friends weren't moaning at her for jogging after dark they were whining about how jealous they were of her generous tits. But what they didn't know was that though 34F might sound fun on paper, Cara hated it. She was sick of the constant looks and cat-calls, and the pathetic chat up lines constantly being fired at her. Even worse were the arrogant dicks who would try and jog along side her, thinking they were being smooth. Her chest looked all the more ridiculous on her athletic frame and she knew she would never get peace.

No, night time was the time to run. Plus she couldn't bare the monotony of treadmills, and she liked pizza a little too much so she had to run somehow.

She had, however, agreed to attend self defence classes to appease some of her father's concerns, and she felt she had picked it up pretty well. She hadn't had to use any of those techniques so far and doubted she ever would. She lived in pretty quiet town, not the middle of Glasgow.

Cara crested the top of a small hill and paused to gulp down some air and hold her stinging side. She glanced around to get her bearings and knew immediately where she was. To get to the other side of the park on her current route would take another half an hour if she was lucky. 30 more minutes of no music and cold air shredding her lungs. Cara remembered the half a Domino's pizza sitting back home on her kitchen counter and made her decision.

"Fuck it, shortcut it is," she muttered, picking out which direction to go and setting off with new energy.

It was a clear, cloudless night and a full moon was hanging in the sky lighting up her shortcut through the trees. It was rare for Cara to risk shortcuts but her stomach was already beginning to rumble which was yet another thing to add to the list of annoyances.

Cara was confident this route would take 15 minutes off of her run easily, however, as she caught her foot and stumbled for the third time she was beginning to doubt herself. After another 10 minutes this doubt was turning to real worry as there was no opening in sight in these damn trees.

Eventually Cara tripped over something particularly large and dark and fell hard onto her hands and knees. She cursed loudly then hissed at the hot pain in the palms of her grazed hands. She wiped them quickly on her top then instinctively reached for her phone to use the torch. Remembering the battery was dead, Cara cursed even louder.

Still on her knees she squinted around into the dense blackness surrounding her. In her haste to escape the woods and get home to warmth and some pizza Cara hadn't noticed the trees getting denser and the gleaming Moon and stars getting slowly blocked out. She moaned pitifully as the realisation slowly sank in that she had no clue where she was.

Her moan suddenly turned into a high pitched screech when something burst from the trees directly above her. When nothing landed on her she quickly realised it was nothing more than a bat fleeing into the night and silently chastised herself for her girly reaction.

With a small grunt of excretion Cara struggled to her feet and began plodding on through the trees, hobbling slightly with her scrapped knees. She did not get far, however, before something else sprang from the dark trees above and this time it did land on her. And it landed hard.

Cara cried out as she was once again sent sprawling to the ground. Before she could even begin to figure out what was happening a great, muscly mass wrapped around her entire torso and pinned her to the ground on her stomach.

Cara began panting, this time with terror rather than exertion. She grabbed hold of handfuls of roots and dirt and attempted to rise onto her hands and knees. The mass that was closed tightly around her tensed and forced her back down flat with it's weight. This caused Cara to start screaming desperately and claw at the weird, powerful creature that surrounded her waist, chest and neck. Any attempt to stand made it seem to grow even heavier and Cara quickly found herself physically drained and hyperventilating. When she finally lay still, panting and throat raw from screaming, the creature began to move.

At first it's iron grip around her chest began to relax slightly and it started to rub and fondle her plentiful breasts through her top with these long fingered claws. The beast then started making this horrifying, grumbling, ticking from deep within its core. The sound reminded Cara vaguely of the growling of a lion before it attacks. Only this was not an angry noise, the monster almost sounded...amused.

'Is this sick fuck laughing?'

Cara thought with growing horror.

After only a few seconds of this she couldn't take any more and frantically tried once again to escape. Instantly the creature clamped down around her and stopped all movement. Cara again tired herself out quickly and lay gasping. Intense fear and hopelessness grew within her. All those classes on fighting off assailants and she couldn't do a thing to defend herself.

'What the fuck is this thing? What does it want?'

Cara's mind reeled.

After a few seconds the bizarre beast began to stir again. Once more it began to squeeze and explore her tits. When Cara didn't react, more of the monster's many limbs became active. Slowly it pulled her legs apart and though Cara tensed and resisted she could not even slow it's movements, it was like trying to push against the arms of a machine.

Cara shrieked and jolted involuntarily as yet another limb appeared and slapped down hard between her now spread legs. This appendage then began to slide and push around her running shorts like an invasive elephant trunk. Cara couldn't help but whimper as she felt a warm, slimy trail being left by the rounded head of this extremity.

She tried over and over to tell herself not to move or react, to bide her time and strength for a proper opening for escape. This idea was instantly forgotten as the newest limb found the top edge of her shorts and began burrowing under the waistband and between her peachy ass cheeks.

Cara couldn't stop herself. She immediately began to fight and struggle. The arms surrounding her neck had got close enough that she could bite down on one of them - which she did. At the same time she attempted to throw her arms out and began kicking her legs wildly.

Biting into the creature turned out to be like trying to bite through stone covered in a layer of tough leather. Her arms were instantly grabbed and forced to the ground by the limbs which had been molesting her tits. Surprisingly the beast did not immediately take hold of her flailing legs. The grim reason for this soon became apparent.

In one, fast, powerful pull the appendage which had pushed it's way into her shorts whipped down, taking her bottoms down and over her feet, dislodging one of her trainers in the process. This left her ass and legs bare to the cool night air.

Once these were removed, the two limbs that had surrounded her waist released this grip then grabbed one of her legs each by the calves and pinned them to the ground. Cara, still biting down fruitlessly, screamed in frustration. She was now completely spread eagled on her stomach.

This monster seemed to have at least 6 limbs with claws or hands (she couldn't tell which) at the end of each of them, and a 7th different but equally powerful protuberance which went back to exploring her most private areas at the top of her legs.

This appendage, with its large, slimy tip, rubbed down and around her plump ass cheeks, slowly coating them in ooze. Finally it's bulbous head came to rest in the centre of her ass, pressing down on her exposed, little asshole. Cara beginning screaming and shaking her head vigorously.

'No-no-no-no not there, please not there, please anywhere but there...'

Suddenly the creature began making that awful, deep clicking noise and ever so slowly the head of it's long, anaconda-like cock (Cara could no longer lie to herself and pretend that that wasn't exactly what it was) slid down, away from her asshole, and to her pretty, pink slit.

Cara tensed and squealed as she felt the creatures bellend, way larger than any man's should be, find her delicate opening and begin to push into her. She tensed and squeezed her pussy as tight as she could to deny it access but she had been forcibly pulled open and was powerless to stop it invading her.

The head of its cock pushed in hard and deep, sinking inch after inch into her stretched pussy. The juices it produced endlessly seemed to act like a potent lubricant as it had no difficulty spreading her open. The shock of it all made Cara gasp and freeze up. She couldn't believe the size of it as it filled her cunt.

A small part of her knew she should be in agony from such a brutal invasion of her pussy but there was no pain, just an immense feeling of being full as the beasts dick finally stopped pushing into her. Cara told herself the pain simply wasn't registering yet as it had forced it's way into her so rapidly. She told herself this was torture and couldn't be enjoyed,

wouldn't

be enjoyed. But she was wrong.

When the creatures cock bottomed out in Cara's pussy it stayed there for a moment, seeming to enjoy it's conquest, then it began to move again.

It pulled back as hard and fast as it had entered her, until it's fist sized bellend was just inside her entrance, then it thrust back into her even faster than before, knocking the wind out of her.

Cara's toes curled and she gripped handfuls of dirt. This monster was fucking her and it was the most intense feeling of her life.

The beast repeated this action another twice, pulling back quickly then pushing back in even faster. On the third thrust in Cara screamed out. And this time not from fear.

A powerful orgasm wracked her body and made her quiver. If the beast hadn't had her pinned down so securely she would have shot right off of its dick in her spasms. As it was, the monster kept hold of her and continued to pound into her faster and faster.

'Nooooo, this isn't right. Why am I cumming? This big bastard's fucking me and I can't stop cumming!'

Cara's thoughts screamed.

In her shame and confusion she almost didn't notice the creature releasing it's grip of her neck and moving these limbs down under her to take a hold of her breasts. It then moved it's other arms and forced Cara up onto her hands and knees. This gave the beast better access to her incredible tits. All the while it did this, the monster continued to plunge it's cock into Cara, never missing a beat.

With a firm hold of her great, pendulous melons, the creature dug it's claws into the material of her top and sports bra, and shredded her clothes like they were nothing more than a paper bag. This released her massive, milky tits to spill free. As soon as her breasts were out the creature's claws resumed gripping and squeezing them with fervour.

The beast's pace suddenly sped into a frenzy, pounding her pussy mercilessly. Cara began screaming again as she came uncontrollably. The creature started that strange growling, much louder than before, and took a tighter grip of her as it, too, reached its climax.

Cara felt like her eyes might pop out of her skull as the monster drove it's prick deeper than ever into her cunt and erupted with blast after blast of intensely hot cum. The whole beast's body shook slightly as it emptied it's load into it's sexy prey.

When the flow of jizz finally trickled to a stop the beast unceremoniously whipped it's cock free of Cara's stretched, leaking hole, making her grunt then moan with the sudden release.

She knelt there, panting and shuddering from the orgasmic tingles rushing through her, ready to collapse. The beast seemed to have other ideas, however, as it kept a firm grip of her arms, legs and tits, and adjusted the position of its cock.

Cara had hung her head after the intense fucking but it shot back up in alarm as she felt the creature's engorged, wet bellend nudging once again at the entrance to her ass.

"Wait, wait! Please not my ass! I'll do whatever you want, just not there!" She begged with true desperation. She hadn't the faintest idea if this thing could understand her. She knew she couldn't fight it off so begging was all she could think to do.

It did seem to have worked, however, as the beast hesitated. It then moved it's cock back from her asshole and paused as if waiting for her to go on.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou..." Cara whispered, relief temporarily washing over her.

She then gave a shriek of surprise as the creature released her legs and tits, moved one set of hands to grip her hips and stood up on it's rear set of arms. Cara was raised up with it, with her hands held above her head and her feet left dangling uselessly in the air.

'Holy shit, this things tall!'

Cara reeled as she was carried effortlessly off of the ground.

For a brief instant she considered kick back at the creature with her now free legs but just as quickly dismissed the thought. This thing was immense and she knew she'd have better luck trying to kick down a statue. Also, there seemed to maybe be some reasoning with this monstrosity.

The beast stepped forward until Cara was facing a massive Oak tree, then the beast turned her round in its hands like she weighed no more than a child's doll.

Up until then, due to the monster being behind or on top of her, she hadn't been able to identify anything about it - other than the fact that it was big and had more limbs than any human could have. Now that she was turned to face it she couldn't help but let out an audible gasp.

Even in the near blackness of night and under these trees Cara could make out it's vague shape. It was indeed huge, at least 8 foot tall, and had 3 pairs of long, muscled arms. One pair in line with a wide set of shoulders (which were holding her arms up), one set coming out of it's sides almost like an ant (which was supporting her by gripping her hips) and a third, particularly long pair that it was currently standing on. It was between these final two limbs that hung it's impossibly huge and dexterous cock.

Cara only spent a moment taking in the creature's body, however, as despite the many incredible aspects of it's figure, it was the thing's eyes which amazed her the most.

They were large, even for the size of this beast, perfectly circular, and the colour of molten gold. There was no clear pupil, iris or sclera. Just two, big, golden orbs that seemed to glow faintly in the darkness. Cara felt as if these strange eyes were looking deeply into her very heart. This thing was no mindless beast.

Cara felt herself get lost gazing into those haunting eyes and was only brought back to Earth when the being began to move her again.

Deftly, the creature spun Cara upside down (once again making her shriek with surprise) and took hold of her arms and legs. It then pressed her back firmly against the tree.

Cara was completely bewildered until she looked down and saw what the beast was planning. It's colossal member rose menacingly until it's glistening, swollen tip hovered inches from her face. It smelled intensely musky and though Cara pulled a face of disgust instinctively, it was not an unpleasant smell.

Cara looked up and saw that the creature was watching her intensely with those impossible eyes and she could see it was waiting. When she did not immediately cooperate it emitted this deep growl, district from its previous noises as this was clearly a threatening sound. This sound alone was enough to convince Cara to play along.

Reluctantly, she stuck out her tongue and craned her head forward to lick the massive bellend. It tasted slimier and even more musky than it smelled. Cara licked around the head of the cock for a few seconds, tasting it, and tasting a hint of her own pussy, when the beast lost patience and thrust it's cock forward. Pinned against a tree, Cara's head had nowhere to go so she was forced to open her mouth wide and gave a muffled scream of alarm as his bellend pushed past her lips.

It's huge size filled her mouth and Cara began to really panic as the monster kept pushing further into her throat. In college Cara had made a name for herself for giving awesome blow jobs, a label she was actually quite pleased about as she felt it was well earned, but none of those guys had a prick the size of a small tree!

When it had come to normal guys she had learned to deepthroat without gagging and a knack for sucking for ages without getting a sore jaw. With this monster, and being upside down, she would be lucky not to choke to death in seconds.

She did her best to swallow down the cock head and was amazed when it entered her throat that she didn't gag at all. She knew she was good but she didn't think even she would manage this much. When the monster continued pushing further, filling her throat to bursting, Cara realised that even if she managed to accommodate some of his dick in her throat, she hadn't taken a proper breath when he forced it in, meaning she would black out or suffocate in no time.

The beast seemed completely oblivious to her predicament as it continued to slide several inches past her sexy lips. She tried to scream and even bite down but it's cock was as solid and durable as the rest of it. Eventually, with blood pounding in her ears and her eyes streaming tears, Cara had no option but to try and draw a breath.

What she had expected was for nothing to come through and that she would pass out. What came instead, impossibly, was a lung full of air. Cara gasped and sucked down air which was miraculously entering her lungs despite a dick being stuffed down her throat. When the pounding in her ears subsided slightly she could hear the beast was doing that weird laugh. He had knew she was struggling and knew she could somehow breathe the whole time.

It was a truly bizarre sensation, sucking and slobbering on a colossal cock, while breathing like there was air being supplied straight to her lungs. Once she calmed down a little and got more accustomed to the sensation she was able to focus more on the dick lodged in her throat. The quicker she finished off this freakish being, the sooner this nightmare would end.

Cara begin sucking and licking as much of the monsters shaft as she could while fighting to keep her throat relaxed. The beast began sliding his cock back and forth, fucking her oesophagus slowly then steadily speeding up. Soon it was thrusting into her mouth as fast as it pounded her pussy. Drool mixed with the creatures oozing precum was dribbling down her face in thick strands.

Cara was so focused on the insane deep throating she was giving she didn't notice as the beast lowered his face to her completely exposed pussy and ass. She gave an involuntary, startled scream around it's thick cock as a long, wet tendril began to slide over her most intimate area. Quickly the slimy, sliding coil of a tongue found her delicate, little asshole and immediately began forcing it's way inside. Cara wriggled and groaned uncontrollably as it penetrated her ass in long, powerful plunges. It began to turn and push around inside her anal cavity, quickly bringing her to a wild, unexpected orgasm.