Last of Their Kind
Copyright© 2019 by Maxicue
Prologue
Fantasy Sex Story: Prologue - Mythical creatures are real, or at least two of them. Twins but different creatures, like their late parents. A danger to those who wish to control them, but pleasure for those who don't.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/ft Magic Rape Size Prostitution Violence
A rush of angry beasts woke her. Swift, angry beasts whose large bodies breaking through air caused the angry noises. Whoosh! And sometimes they made their own noises. A deep, piercing resonance. Wordless sounds. Angry sounds.
“No!” Karissa realized. Consciousness flooding her mind like the sun washing away the night, not gently, but violently, hence the bloody hue. Crimson stained clouds across the horizon.
Despite the sudden awareness, reality took its time coalescing. Why was she there, in a copse bordering a wide highway, frequented by trucks, beasts that were semis, and on the other side, flatness? Lines of green. Some crop beginning to rise from its seed, becoming gradually something substantial.
She took inventory. A coat, her coat, with stitching like a quilt, but all one color, a dirty navy blue, and one fabric, plastic. And with plastic filler within the stitching. Not the far more expensive and warmer down from geese or ducks. It covered her torso and some of her thighs, a blanket, but not quilt. A coat for a blanket. And a backpack for a pillow. Which raised her head, but even more raised because, as she felt beside the backpack, it sat on a root from the closest tree. The leaves of which jutted out three ways and zig zagged along the edges. Maple. Alongside trees with needles instead of leaves. And beneath her, she realized, their old shedding. A mattress of needles, softened by age. A bed above dirt.
Jeans, also a dirty blue, covered her legs. And ankle high brown leather lace boots covered her feet. The lace hanging down from the top eyelets like brown spaghetti. At least she untied them. Socks appeared in the loosened opening of the boots. Thick and colorful. A rainbow of colors. Circle atop circle, each a different hue. At least they matched.