The next day Oliver found
it difficult to keep his mind on where they were going, actually he had trouble
keeping his mind on anything at all. Keeping to the back of the group Oliver
rubbed his head, finding it hard to concentrate with a raging boner flagging in
front of him. It started when he woke up and hadn’t gone away the entire time.
Looking forward it wasn’t difficult to see WHY though. Helena, Thea and Laurel
were just meters ahead of him, observing the forests and trees and exploring
their environment at their current size. For Oliver it was unbearable! He
should have been thinking of a way to get them out of trouble, but at the
moment he was drawing a complete blank. So much so he didn’t even think twice
about it when he stopped, widened his stance and took a heaping shit between
his legs like some kind of animal. Looking behind himself he briefly admired his
dropping’s size before he shook his head and stomped up ahead, avoiding the
stench of his feces and noticing another scent up ahead.
It smelt like something
flowery and sweet, making him flare his nostrils and lick his lips, like they
were dry. Looking ahead his eyes darted towards his friends, Thea and Laurel
rolled their hips with every step, the slow mesmerizing sway of their asses
made his erection throb and buck from his crotch. ‘Gah… Are they doing that on
purpose?!’ Gripping his length, the giant cave man groaned, his balls had
swollen to massive size and swung with every step, the aching pressure within was
almost painful. ‘If they keep that up I might go savage and… And…’ Blurry
images of him plowing them repeatedly danced through his mind before he snapped
back to reality. The inner savage in him wanted to mount them, not make love,
not seduce but to spear into their folds and unload all his pent up seed into
their pussies.
Right now he was between a
rock and a very hard place, if he resisted any longer he’d go savage and do
every thing his mind was telling him it would do. But if he went with it, did
all of the things himself to keep the beast down then he’d essentially be
raping his friends just to get off. The final straw that brock his camel’s back
was when Thea bent down to uproot a berry bush. Staring at the wide inviting
globes of her ass set off every switch in the primitive parts of his mind. He
NEEDED to spear into her, to rutt like a wild bronco and fire off gallon after
gallon of his cum into her womb until she overflowed with his essence. If she
couldn’t take anymore, then he’d fire off into her mouth, feeding her his cum
and fatten her up. Even if she swelled round with children he’d continue to
mount her, claim her as his, and why not? He was the only male in the tribe,
all of his friends belonged to him as mates, and with the three of them their
tribe would grow. Just the thought of sinking his meat into their folds made him
drip pre over the grass and weeds at his bare feet, filling the area with a
musk that made the ladies up ahead shudder.
The ache in his head had finally
gone away, snorting out a breath of air Oliver heaved his chest and stomped
forward, quickening his pace to catch up with the three women ahead of him. The
savage in him was finally silent, yet at the same time the thoughts of his past
life had ebbed away. Star city, his family’s wealth, the desire to fight crime,
it was all trivial to him now. The only thing that mattered to him right now
was expanding the tribe and keeping his mates well fed and content. He would go
off and fend for them, bring back enough food to fuel their desires and the
many children that would scamper around their titanic frames.
Reaching out he licked his
lips one last time before claiming his prize…