Chapter 76: Hunting for the Catgirl

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Kurtis – Uth Jungle

I shoved Lasla to the side as the raptor lunged at us. It landed, jaws snapping for my flesh. I twisted out of the way as my sister hit the ground. She rolled over and gasped in shock, fear on her face. I sun and slashed.

My sword struck the raptor in the side of the head. I cut through the thick scales and struck the skull. The creature hissed in pain, blood pouring down the side of its leathery cheeks. Its eyes burned with bloodlust.

It slashed at me with that massive sickle-like claw at my stomach. I blocked with my sword, metal ringing. I nearly lost my blade from the strength of the beast. I recovered as it lunged in to bite me. Its head snaked in fast.

A branch crashed down on its skull.

For a moment, I thought I saw my redheaded twin, but it wasn’t that Pyrriah. It was the new one. With her blue hair. Her arms bulged with muscles. I couldn’t believe it as she swung her stick again and threw back the raptor.

It flew and hit the ground, spitting out bloody teeth.

Pyrriah panted and gasped, “I guess I didn’t forget everything.” I blinked. Her arms looked normal. It must have been a trick of the dim light beneath the canopy that made me think that. She was still a strong, young woman, her body lean from the travel, and that was a hard piece of wood she hit the raptor with.

But the monster was back on his feet and rushing at me, tail sweeping behind it.

I thrust my tulwar forward and plunged it down the creature’s throat. It burst out the side before the blade cut into vertebrae. This awful grating sound filled the air. The creature spasmed and collapsed on the ground at my feet.

“NOOOO!” bellowed behind me.

I turned to find a blue-haired orc woman with a golden collar about her throat grabbing one raptor by the leg. Mother had turned into the strongest humanoid form she could and swung the raptor like a club into another. Their bodies hit with bone-breaking impact.

The pair landed on the ground. The top one kicked out with its sickle-claw and nearly cut her leg open, but Mother jumped back. The raptor lunged at her. She grabbed it by the head and twisted, snapping its neck. She slammed the corpse on the one still lying prone.

“Lord Kurtis!” squealed Diane as a raptor leaped at her. She retreated, her silver hair spilling around her.

I threw my tulwar. It flashed through the air and struck the beast in the side. The creature landed on the ground and snarled in pain. It twisted its head around and grabbed my tulwar by the teeth and wrenched it out of its body.

Blood spilled down its brown hide. The creature staggered and threw the weapon down. It lunged for Diane again. I raced after her, passing Nephi in her sphinx form wrestling with another of these deadly lizards.

Nazak beat me to the beast lunging at my moon maiden.

The hulking, green lizardman grabbed the raptor by the neck and tail. He lifted the creature and slammed its spine down on his knee. A loud crack echoed as he broke its back. The raptor howled in pain. He grew it down, the creature’s small arms thrashing, but its large legs didn’t move.

Nazak raised his foot and crashed it down on the beast’s neck.

The monster went still.

I rushed for my sword and picked it up. I turned to find Princess Lavhi on the back of another raptor, her teeth savaging its neck. The beast bucked, trying to throw her off, but she held it with her arms and legs.

I rushed to help her when something hit me in the back. I gasped as I was slammed down onto my belly, my face in the dirt. Hot and fetid breath washed over the back of my throat. Prickles of pain burned across my torso from its claws.

I twisted around and swung my sword behind me, but I missed the creature. Nephi screamed in pain nearby. She spilled from her raptor, her belly ripped open and bleeding. The beast lunged at her, but another stick slammed into the creature thrown by Pyrriah.

Adazza slammed into the raptor on my back and threw it off.

I scrambled to my feet. Beliala cracked her whip into the raptor rushing at Pyrriah. The beast fell to the ground howling in pain. Fairy dust splashed in another’s face. It tore off running into the jungle, snarling out with fury.

Adazza wrestled with hers. My back burned. Blood spilled down me as I rushed to help her. The raptor planted its foot on her belly, the sickle-claw ready to rip her open. I thrust my sword into the raptor’s chest, clipping a rib and striking its heart.

I groaned at the pain throbbing across my back.

“Nephi!” gasped Lasla.

“Lady Nephi!” Diane cried.

I spun around to see Nephi back in her human form. She clutched at her belly as she writhed on her back, her face twisted in pain. Lasla and Diane reached her, staring at her wound. I swallowed, looking around for any more of the raptors.

They were all dead.

No one else was badly hurt, but Nephi yowled in pain. It had savaged her guts. I didn’t know what to say. To do. No one in the party was a mage or a priest. I glanced at Oberoy. The fairy gave a shook of his head.

“Illusion and mental magics,” he said. “I’m sorry.”

“She needs a bast,” said Adazza.

“A what?” I asked, the pain in my back fading.

“Race of cat-women that live in the jungle,” she said. “Rare. Their juices can heal any wounds. They’re ... lucky. Rare and lucky. The rakshasas hate them. Are jealous of them. You might find them with your abilities.”

“Right,” I said, staring at everyone. “Adazza, you know the jungle. Come with me. Everyone else, keep Nephi alive. We’ll be back soon.”

“What?” Mother demanded.

I gave her a look. “Don’t let Lasla or Pyrriah come after me. Let’s go, Adazza.”

Mother swallowed and nodded, her hand touching her collar.

Lasla

My brother vanished into the jungle with Adazza. Just like that, he ran off. He was bleeding. The idiot. I wanted to go off with him and watch his back, but poor Nephi. She had been with us for so long. We had recruited her before any of the others.

Back when we had first stepped out into the world. Pyrriah had done so much to help tame her. Pyrriah was so much different, too. She had blue hair now. As she paced, she looked so scared instead of fierce. She looked like me.

She wasn’t supposed to be scared.

She was supposed to be a fighter, but she gave up who she was to save all our lives.

We were lucky we still had her, but what if we lost Nephi?

I fought back my tears as I helped to bandage Nephi’s wounds. Diane and I wrapped up torn scraps of the clothing none of us were wearing. Nephi panted, her body covered in a sickly gleam of sweat. I stroked her face.

Nazak carried the corpses of the raptors off into the jungle one by one. He threw them down while keeping a watch. So did the three rakshasas and the demon. Beliala had saved Pyrriah’s life, and Pyrriah had saved Kurtis’s life, who’d saved Diane.

We were in this together, and he ran off.

“Two can cover more ground than a large party,” said Lilica, the succubus. “Especially with a wounded.”

Nazak nodded. “The scent of blood will draw more predators to us while they roam free.”

“My brother’s bleeding!” I gasped.

“Not as badly as her.”

She swallowed and glanced at the jungle. She finished tying the knot as tight as she could. She released it and glanced behind her at the jungle. Mother appeared with some water for Nephi. She slowly poured it into her lips.

“Slowly,” Mother said. “Slowly.”

The ground shook.

Everyone froze.

Another distant shake rumbled through the earth. A third. A fourth. It grew softer and softer, moving away from us. I glanced at Nazak. He just stood there holding his club as he listened to the sounds.

“Those are moving away from us,” said Solomas the incubus.

“Toward my brother!” I gasped and glared at Nazak. “You said they would be safer than us.”

“I didn’t say there would be no threat.” he flicked his tongue out. “It is big. I fear it is the Tyrannosaurs that Adazza mentioned.”

Fear congealed in my guts.

Kurtis

I ran through the jungle with Adazza after me. I crashed through the foliage, heedless of the pain burning across my back. My sword cut through vines before us, warm water splashing on me. My boots slapped on mud. Adazza rushed behind me.

This was hopeless.

Pointless.

We were charging blind through the jungle hoping that we would stumble across a bast. I didn’t even know what one looked like. I had never even heard of this race of creatures. Cat woman. There were several of those.

All daughters of Las.

Was this another one? It felt like such a slime chance to find one. How?

They were female. I had to make myself attractive. I had to flood the area with lust. The sort that females looking for a human male couldn’t resist. I focused on that. On a beacon. I had never used my lusts this way, but I had to lower in something horny.

Something horny for cock.

The lust spilled out from me and washed out into the world. It rippled around me like water flooding out of a spring in the ground. Something had burst an underground reservoir, and it gushed it water out in all directions.

I poured desire into the jungle. I filled it with pheromones. Attraction. Passion. That quivering ache in the loins of every woman that needed a man’s big dick to fill. My big cock. Adazza hissed behind me, her lusts rising.

“Massster!” she growled.

“Control yourself,” I ordered even as I reached out and tamped down her lusts. I had to exclude her from the field. I had to wash it out around us, pouring cock-desire out into the jungle while protecting Adazza from it all at the same time.

All while I ran through the jungle.

I splashed through a low brook and to the other side, my dick-lust permeating the jungle. Clearly it worked, but was there any other females out there to attract. I was baiting the water, but would I attract a bast.

Or what if I washed over the Flayed Tigress. I shuddered at the thought of her finding us. The words of the prophecy washed through me.

Blood flows and feeds the trees!

Blood flows and feeds the stones!

Blood flows and feeds the queens!

Nephi’s blood...

I would save her. She would not die in this jungle for me. She would live. I pushed out all the lust I had in me. I ran through the jungle, my dick hard in my breechcloth as I cut through more foliage. I had to attack something.

BOOM!

The deep sound rumbled through the jungle. I stumbled to a halt at that. My heart pounded. What was that?

BOOM!

It came again. And again. I glanced at Adazza. She flicked out her tongue and peered behind us in the direction the booms came. The ground vibrated with each one. I panted, the pain in my back picking up again.

Adazza hissed. “A tyrannosaurusssss hassss your scent, Massster.”

“God’s damn,” I growled as the booming grew louder. Faster. “That’s it steps were feeling?”

She nodded as fear washed through me. The crash of brush snapping echoed. It hurtled toward us. The thing sounded huge. I gripped my sword and glanced at Adazza. The lizardwoman looked around, though she didn’t look afraid.

But all her lust had evaporated.

“What do we do about it?” I asked.

“It’ssss hungry. There issss nothing we can do. We cannot outrun it. We cannot hide from it. If we climb a tree, it will either batter it down or wait for daysssss for us to come down.”

“God’s damn it,” I growled. “So we have to hurt it.”

“We cannot kill it, but if we can...” She trailed off, the booming louder. “Thissss way. I hear a river!”

She broke into a run toward the left. I chased after her, the brush bursting behind us. The thing sounded close. The steps thundered through the air. My heart raced as I rushed after my lizardwoman, terrified of what this thing could do to us.

The sounds of a river grew louder and louder. The rush of water. It was loud. Echoing. Was it in a canyon? That sounded even better. Ahead, the jungle broke apart. Bare rocks appeared on the edge of a cliff. Mist rose up from the chasm. We burst out of the brush and stopped at the edge.

“This is perfect,” I said, thinking about how we could trick it into falling off.

“Yessss,” she said and picked up a large rock from the side. “Be ready when I act.”

“What do I have to do?” I demanded, but the brush ahead of us burst into branches. The creature thundered out of the jungle.

A massive raptor stood there. The creature was thirty feet high, its head more rectangular and boxy. Powerful jaws opened. It roared, the sound shivering through my core. I gripped my sword as the creature’s eyes fixed on me. The stench of its breath washed over me.

Adazza threw her stone.

The hunk of black rock struck the creature in the snout and burst apart. The tyrannosaurus roared, massive feet stamping. The beast snorted and fixed its eyes on her. Adazza sprinted down the side of the cliff.

“Wait,” I gasped as the creature charged after her. “I thought you were tricking it to fall off the side.”

“It’sssss not that dumb!” she roared. “Attack the legs! Hurt it before it eatssss me!”

The creature passed me and followed Adazza as she charged down the cliff. It sort of acted like a funnel, keeping the creature behind her and letting me attack the beast from the rear. I rushed into a sprint, the pain in my back fading.

I raced in. The massive tail swished back and forth over my head. It was thick and heavy. It could easily crush me if the beast wanted. Its steps were slow but covered a great deal of time. I focused on the bunching muscles in its calves.

I closed the distance and slashed.

My blade struck the creature’s thick hide. It was like leather armor. I scored along it. I don’t thin the creature even felt it as it took another step. Its mouth snapped down at Adazza, but she kept ahead of it. She had endurance.

I slashed at the joint of the left leg as I caught up to it. Right as the creature lifted it, I struck it in the back of the knee. I cut into the flesh. The creature roared this time. I hurt it. A shadow fell over me. My heart screamed.

I dove away from the cliff.

The tail hit on the ground behind where I had been. I shuddered at the close call as I rolled to my feet. The creature lumbered on, but blood spilled down its leg. That was the key. I gained my feet and ran to catch up again.

The cliff bent ahead. Adazza turned. The creature lunged.

“Gods damn!” I roared and buried my sword into the back of my knee.

I plunged it in deep, striking to the bone. The beast roared in pain and pulled her attack short. Her foot kicked back and struck me, throwing me back. I hit the rocky ground and rolled toward the cliff. I shuddered as my hand went over the edge. I stared down at the river below.

“Massster!”

I rolled back over to see the creature turning and marching toward me. No, limping. Blood spilled down its leg. It favored that one I had hurt it, but rage shone in its eyes. It was pissed. It wanted to eat me now.

I rose to my feet and swung my sword.

Its head snapped down at me. My sharp blade struck it into the snout and gums. I cut through a tooth, splitting off the fang. The head yanked back, blood spurting from the wound. The creature roared, its little forearms slashing at the air.

I rushed beneath it and struck at the wounded leg. I hit the knee from the front. My blade sliced through the leathery skin and struck the patella. The creature snarled. I dodged a kick and raced out the backside. I joined Adazza, panting.

The tyrannosaur turned around, blood dripping from its mouth. It limped on the leg. With a snarl, it headed off into the jungle. We weren’t worth this pain. It was still just a beast. A dumb creature that didn’t have a thought in its mind.

I panted there, my heart screaming in my chest. The brush shook as it vanished. I wiped at the sweat from my brow. Blood dripped from the sword. I wanted to just collapse on the ground and pant from the exertion.

Or shove Adazza and fuck her so hard with my triumph.

“Las’s big dick,” I said, my dick so hard. I was still flooding the world with lust. I hadn’t actually stopped. I had been doing it automatically. “I can’t believe we did that.”

“It wasssss brave, Massster.” Adazza nodded her head like that was what she expected from her Master.

“Not bad,” a new voice purred.

I felt lust washing through the jungle. I looked up into the trees to spot a shadow watching us. She blended in so well with the darkness created by the foliage. She was so horny for me. I didn’t know what she was.

“Not bad at all. Even the Tigress doesn’t send her forces by this river.” The figure crawled out closer, staring at me. “A man ... It has been a long, long time since I had seen a man.”

She had black skin and was utterly naked. Her head was that of a cat, like a rakshasa only her fur was midnight. She had green eyes and whiskers. A tail twitched behind her. She obviously had claws on her hands and feet. Her tongue flicked over her tongue.

“A bassst,” said Adazza. “What sort of luck do you have, Massster?”

“A great deal to catch my interest,” the bast said. She reached the edge of her branch. Her tail swished back and forth. “My, my, you are a handsome thing, but you are wounded. Not from Tyana.”

“Tyana? That beast?”

“Oh, she’s a good pet,” Bast said. “She keeps all the vermin away so I can nap all day long and not worry about hunters. I’ll have to heal her later, but...” She licked her lips. “I have never seen a man who smelled so exciting. You’re not human.”

“Demigod. Son of Las.”

Her ears twitched. “He’s said to be the father of my kind.” Her tail flashed back and forth. “Let me see it. What you’re hiding in your breechcloth.”

I pulled the sheath for my sword and slid it home in the leather case before tossing it on the ground. Then I unwound the cloth from around my cock and balls. I thrust out hard before me. Adazza hissed in delight, her eyes locked on me.

The bast purred louder.

“Very, very impressive,” she said. “I have only had lizardmen and elves, and none excited me as much as you.” She reached the end of her branch. She was still so high up. I didn’t know how to get her. If I had to climb up there to fuck her, well ... I better get started.

But before I could, she jumped off the tree and somersaulted through the air. She landed before me with grace. She purred, her face furry, her whiskers twitching. The rest of her was skin. She crouched there like a feline.

“Lie down, and I’ll heal those wounds,” she purred.

I stretched out on my belly. Nephi would be fine for a while yet. I had so inflamed her cunt that she would need me to do things to me before she would help us. My back hurt worse, too. I reached back and slid my hands across it.

My entire back was slicked in blood. I hissed at the slashes I felt. The raptor hurt me worse than I thought.

“Mmm, lucky you found me,” she said. “These wounds would have become infected in the jungle. You would have died, and that poor cock would go to waste. That would be such a shame.”

“Yessss,” Adazza hissed in agreement as the bast planted her pussy down on my back.

She worked her pussy up and down my back. I shuddered at the feel of her massaging my wounds. She smeared her pussy up and down them. Her flesh felt so good. So soothing. I groaned as this euphoria washed over me.

I shuddered, my dick throbbing as she smeared her hot cunt across my flesh. It was a wonderful sensation to feel. I smiled as she did that. Her tail swished over my ass, tickling me with the fuzzy touch.