Here’s a story I posted some time ago in r/dirtywritingprompts
The wild boar was alone, walking peacefully without a care in the world, without knowing what was coming next. Meanwhile I was in the nearby bushes, waiting for the perfect time. I was alone and it seemed like I had all the time in the world to aim correctly. It was now the perfect time for me, the time for the perfect shot. The bullet from my rifle pierced through the boar’s skull as it lied motionless. I stepped out of the bushes to claim my victory and inspect what was going to be next meal. I kneeled down and drop my rifle to the ground to get a closer look. I wondered why less people visited this place for hunting. It seemed like a great sport. Well, it was all by myself so I wasn’t complaining.
A sudden chill went through my spine as I felt as if I was being watched. I turned around just to see a pair of legs. I quickly look up to see the reason why this place wasn’t nearly as frequented. A jaguar girl. Before I could react at all I got pounced into the ground. After a lot of struggling I managed to back off from her. As I tried to desperately reach my rifle she grabbed it upon taking notice of what I was trying to do. I could feel how my heart dropped the moment I saw her throw the rifle away. Trying to get up one more time only resulted in me getting pounced to the ground one more time. As I kept struggling she finally started speaking in an angry tone:
“Oh, so you REALLY want to live, huh? Then why the FUCK are you in my territory?!”.
As I got progressively more panicked I just kept yelling “I didn’t know” over and over again. My struggling was interrupted when she punched me in the face, instantly knocking me out.
I woke up in some sort of base. There was a campfire near me in which the boar I hunted was resting near it. In the other side of the campfire was a small hut made out of wood. It didn’t take too long for me to realize I was tied to a tree. More importantly my captor was approaching me. In the middle of the panic I didn’t pay much attention to the jaguar girl but now that I wasn’t struggling I could finally see her better. I could see her dark skin and her tail swaying around as she got closer to me. When she was in front of me I noticed the body paint in her arms and legs which resembled the spots of well, a jaguar. Kneeling down to my level she spoke.
“You know, you’re very lucky I didn’t decide to eat you right away. You even got me a delicious boar for myself!”.
“Hey! That’s my bo-“. While she didn’t even said a word her stare was enough for me to rethink my words.
“… that’s yours”. I said swallowing my pride.
“Great! You know, I feel that maybe we started with the left foot. Maybe having a bit of company is not so bad after all”. She said while walking around the campfire.
“So will you untie me?”. I asked. She laughed in response.
“Oh that’s a good one. Keep it up and I may seriously consider having you around”. She returned to her hut shortly after.
After a few hours I really started appreciating the fact that she tied me on a sitting position. I was lost in my thoughts mostly on how would I be able to get out of here when she stepped out of the hut and started cooking the boar in the campfire. I was hungry and the smell of the boar just made me water my mouth. She glanced at me quickly before getting out of sight. While she was gone my mind was tortured by the sight and smell of the cooked boar. She came back after a while with a bowl of water. She tore down a huge piece of the boar’s meat and got near me again.
“I don’t want my dear emergency food to die before I want it to so please eat and drink”. Completely disregarding what she just said to me I started eating and drinking with no hesitation.
“You know, there’s an actual reason to why I let you live”. She said while getting closer to me. After a short pause she continued.
“I’ve been feeling a bit pent up lately, you know? And ever since I saw you I thought I could use you. So what do you say, do you want to be food or do you want to be a toy?”. The answer was pretty clear.
With the excuse of “preparations” she gave me a handful of flowers to eat. It didn’t surprise me at all when I realized the flowers she gave me acted as some sort of sedative. All I could do was stare at her as I fell into a deep slumber. Waking up I was now staring at the reddish sky instead. I don’t know how long I was asleep but it seemed the sun was already setting. More importantly I was naked and cold… and wet. Unsurprisingly enough my arms and legs were bound by vines. I felt someone helping me get into a sitting position. I don’t think it’s necessary to say who was the one helping me.
Showing herself to me she started speaking. “Hey, you’re finally awake. I was starting to think I gave you a bit too much of those flowers. I even had enough time to give you a bath”. She was now naked and the spots in her legs and arms seemed now to be freshly painted (seriously though, for how long was I asleep?). Having now a better look at her body I now understood why I was pinned to the ground so easily. Despite her strong appearance she still had a womanly charm. With clearly visible muscles but at the same time not having a hulking appearance. Giving me another handful of flowers she said:
“Now I want you to eat these. Don’t worry though, these won’t make you fall asleep”. What other option did I have other than eating the flowers from her hand?
As I swallowed them the jaguar girl started to get closer to me as she gently pushed me back into the ground. She gently sat on my face and started rubbing her crotch on my lips. I started licking as she let out a soft moan in response. She stopped rubbing the moment I started as to jot interrupt me. At first it really wasn’t a pleasurable experience for me. That is until I started having a sudden feeling in my throat. A small tingle that slowly turned into a burning sensation. Her crotch started having a sweet aftertaste wit each lick. That hot and tingly feeling also started appearing in my length. I started licking way more energetically as my length rose higher than ever before. She quickly took notice of that.
“Oh, the flowers finally started working on you”. I didn’t even care what she was saying at this point. That burning feeling wasn’t going to quench itself. I only cared about licking in the heat of the moment.
When she was done with my tongue she got off me. My mouth now was full of that sweet, sweet, aftertaste. She slowly grabbed my length and caressed it. A mere touch of her hand was enough to send me to the edge. I knew what was going to happen and I was trembling in anticipation. She was teasing my length, gently rubbing her labia against my length. As she slowly inserted it I climaxed. My length didn’t get soft at all. It was just as hard as before I climaxed. My body was far from satisfied, it wanted more. It needed more. And she knew it. My legs and arms may have been bound but it didn’t keep me from thrusting as vigorously as I could. We kept going until she climaxed again. My length may have been completely dry by the time she finished but it was far from being fully satisfied.
“You seem to be having way too much fun with these flowers”. She said while grabbing another handful.
“Maybe it won’t hurt if I eat some as well”. Swallowing them she sat on top of me again and we continued. It didn’t take long before she got the affected as well. Her hips started moving more savagely. She became more and more frustrated until she abruptly stopped.
“You wanted to be free, right?”. She said while extending her claws. With one violent yet accurate swing she said:
“Show me what you got then”. The vines binding me were now cut, I could now move freely. I immediately lunged forward to her and started thrusting as vigorously as I could.
“That’s what I was talking about”. She said.
What followed next looked less like sex and more like a wrestling match. We were rolling around. Constantly fighting over who was at the top and who was at the bottom. Even with that much “fighting” around we never stopped thrusting each other. I came to appreciate every part of her body and she came to appreciate every part of mine. We were both left a panting, exhausted mess when the effect of the flowers wore off. We both fell asleep hugging each other. After we woke up it felt as if we both forgot why we were mad at each other to begin with. We both could barely stand up. Her mouth and groin was sore and my lower body felt weak. My upper body wasn’t any better as it was full of scratches.
“Do you want to take a bath together?”. Her voice was no longer cocky or mocking in any way. It was a completely calm voice. I simply let out a “yes”.
Leading me to a river we both entered the cold water and started washing each other.
“You know, you really went wild with those thrusts back there”. She said while carefully washing my length.
“And you really went overboard with those claws”. I said while washing away the body paint in her thighs.
“I will heal them later”. We both took a deep breath while looking back at what we did.
“You know, I don’t want to kill you anymore”. She said in that same calm voice of before.
“Thanks, I guess”. After a small, awkward silence she spoke again.
“I want to do it again. Not today, but definitely another day.” After a few seconds she continued: “don’t get me wrong, I don’t love you. I just want to feel that pleasure again”.
“I would be lying if I didn’t tell you I want to feel that again too”. I said.
“So I guess it’s decided. I won’t try to kill you if you try to enter again so we can have fun again. But with a two rules: don’t bring friends or anyone at all and everything you kill in my territory is mine”. I didn’t have problems with the first one but I reluctantly accepted the second one.
“Can I at least have my rifle back?”. I asked.
“Oh you see, it actually got lost when I threw it away”. She explained.
“I see”.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mzs4m9/mf_kemonomimithe_hunter_and_the_jaguar_girl