Thea sat in the rubble of the barn, lounging in it like it
was a bean bag chair. Her long legs were stretched out before her and she idly
ran a finger along her left nipple, every once and a while bringing the digit
to her lips to wet it before going back to lightly teasing her tits. Oliver,
Laurel, and Helena were alternating between freaking out and stuffing their
faces; Helena had managed to find a grain silo and the three of them couldn’t
fight the growling of their stomachs. Her friends and brother were in a panic
due to their size, as this latest round in insane sex had pushed them to nearly
40 feet tall and had them truly looking like throwbacks to the dark ages.
Despite what they had just got done doing only an hour ago Oliver was trying
his hardest to hide his cock (though that was most liekyl due to fear of being
attacked again) while Helena and Laurel were complaining about their hairy legs
and just how big their butts had gotten.
For her part… Thea felt like a goddess.
Maybe it was the buzz of a great fuck, maybe it was the fact
that for once she felt like she was the one with all the answers, but as she
laid in the ruined remains of the barn Thea had never felt so great in all her
life. She looked down at her massive mutated body and practically purred at the
sight of it. Her massive breasts, her strong powerful limbs, her toned belly,
her giant rear, her huge hands and feet, and of course her hungry snatch… they
were all perfect. Each and every one of them. She didn’t even feel hungry at
the moment as she was just so utterly satisfied with life and how things were
for her.
She watched as Oliver turned his back from Laurel and
Helena, his cock still bobbing up and down so that Thea could catch glimpses of
it every so often. It was all just so… sad.
Shutting her eyes for a moment Thea fell into a meditative
trance. She looked deep within herself and found the savage that lay within
her. In her mind’s eye her wild side wasn’t a beast however or even that vastly
different from her. In fact she looked almost exactly like her savage self…
they were like twins, to be frank. Thea mentally reached out, the bars of the
cage disappearing. There was no reason to fear the beast within her… the two of
them had come to an understanding. Thea murmured to herself as her fingers
brushed against the cavewoman’s, the two of them merging slowly, inch by inch.
It just made so much sense now. Why fight against the primal
call when it felt so good… so right. What fears that may of stopped her were
all the creations of humans and she wasn’t one of them anymore. She would never
be one of them again. Thea was now something else, a wild giant savage who
cared about her hungry… both in her belly and in her pussy. As more and more of
her merged with her wild side she came to realize what she needed to do. First
and foremost she had to get the tribe to understand. She was Ollie’s mate and
he was hers. And Laurel and Helena would be her sister-wives, all three of them
linked forever to Oliver. She had to get them to accept, to give in and accept
like she had. Once they did then they could focus on the next primal need.
Thea NEEDED to get pregnant.
She had to, for the good of their species. She had to get
fat with child, to swell up and produce Oliver’s heirs, to prove to the world
that she was a strong female who could provide for her mate. It was her sole
purpose, just as Oliver’s sole purpose was to cum and cum and cum and fertilize
every egg in her womb. Each one was sacred.
Thea’s eyes slowly opened and she smirked. The woman that
had been Speedy was truly now dead and in her place was a cavewoman with the
brains of Thea Queen and the sexual drive of the Beast.
The question was… who did she target first?