The Night of the Bigfoot Pt. 02

There was something else she should be thinking about, she frowned something important and it now hit her suddenly.

Oh! God, what was she thinking, Something that she had not thought about before that's what. Lindsey felt physically ill. No, it couldn't happen she desperately rationalised.

The Yowie must be some kind of animal. It simply had to be. An animal cant get women pregnant. But was it an animal? Or was it another branch of the Homo Sapiens family as the professor speculated?

If it was then...No... no her mind screamed but her disjointed thoughts kept saying Yes ...yes... yes. It was too late to back out now. Did that crafty old Professor realise the possible consequences? Lindsey suspected yes. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled and her stomach churned, she felt sick. There was a probable consequence to this search after all.

Animal or Homo Sapien, having mated her once would the Yowie try again if given the chance? The answer was easy enough and that was almost certainly Yes. Would the professor, David and the girls chase him away if he tried, Would she resist.

"Dam it there are to many if's that the professor had not thought about.

The beast was being drawn to her as animals will be enticed when the opportunity to mate is presented. It's a powerful emotion. The creature had explored her delights as they say. If delights they were. Would it be enough incentive for him to disregard the risks, as he had done last evening, one more time?

Lindsey began to realise, with a sinking feeling, a deep sense of despair and desperation. She had to go through with this now, she simply had to know more about the Yowie, the wheels had been set in motion. There was an element of not wanting to let people down but, ultimately, it was her body at stake no one else. However, to turn back from this chance of discovery would be unthinkable. The confused girl shook her head to dispel the negative thoughts. If a bait worm could think would this be how it felt while on the hook?

For now, she just wanted to prove that the beast existed, she had to do that and she had to be prepared to take a risks. Her body had been violated once, twice would be uncomfortable but not too difficult to cope with. She was a tough sister, she told herself.

That was a silly thought she felt angry at herself for thinking such a thing but somewhere deep down inside her, she hoped the creature would come to her again. That overpowering musk, the way it made her body feel and respond was playing with her mind now. She felt as a young female animal might feel, reluctant but compelled. It was simply a primal instinct, but it was how she felt when his musk clouded her senses.

If their chromosomes were compatible all the x's and y's lined up then she was going to be made pregnant. it was far too late for those concerns now, that job was likely already done. The idea of a beast baby forming in her belly made her shudder but a shadow of a smile also crossed her face for the briefest of moments as well.

Animals seemed to get it right the first time, don't they, Lindsey thought? there was less chance of missing in the animal world. Her head was spinning and her gut was in knots. However, she had already crossed the Rubicon last time without realising it, she rationalised, now she was determined to prove the doubters wrong. If this was what it took to do that that then it had to be.

The images and especially the smells of the first evening flashed through her mind. The thought of the earth-shattering orgasm under the smelly beast aroused her all over again. Unbeknown to Lindsey by becoming horny she was already sending stronger signals out on the breeze, her receptive calling card. Those secretions were just another lure to the Yawie's highly developed sense of smell.

An hour later, with the fog lifting eerily through the foliage she sensed more than a hint of rain in the air. All arrangements complete, the young men had left the camp. The Professor waited until Michelle and Vanessa were in place before he and David moved further up the slope. Lindsey was alone.

The Professor had been right about the Yowie's presence near the camp. Not thirty yards from the fire the beast was concealed in a thick mat of leaf litter watching, planning, sniffing the air for his new mate.

Under the leaf litter the concealed Bigfoot seemed overly agitated, his nostrils flared and his eyes darted from side to side. He seemed to be looking for something, something that worried him, something that was a threat.

Things grew quiet with everyone taking their allotted places and settling in to watch and wait. In the camp Lindsey looked hard into the thick vegetation that surrounded her, seeking what she knew was there. Unable to see anything Lindsey sighed deeply. Resignedly she listlessly got close to the almost dead fire to shed her clothing. She stood quietly reflecting with her hand cupping her belly as a pregnant woman would, but was she? It was unlikely, she hoped once more.

The cold air on her warm naked skin made her shiver violently and sneeze. Lindsey hugged herself tightly trying to preserve her body warmth while, at the same time, she felt invigorated by her naked freedom.

The fire had died down to a few odd glowing embers and was useless in providing warmth. Lindsey nevertheless sought the meagre warmth of the fire for comfort but the dying coals offered little. As she hugged herself and sat down by the faintly glowing embers Lindsey looked about for the Yowie, she knew he must be near.

The breeze that had just kicked up as the fog began to waft and filter upward through the lower foliage and disburse. A faint hint of fetid Yowie scent floated into the camp on the breeze. It wasn't strong, it hadn't been there a short time ago Lindsey was sure but neither had the breeze.

"Where are you, you devil you are up there somewhere dam it, I'm freezing, make a move dame you," Lindsey mumbled under her breath as she looked upwind but saw nothing.

Then from the corner of her eye, as she had turned, a faint movement from a short way down the slope, in the opposite direction to that of the Yowie smell caught Lindsay's attention. She stood up, naked and elf-like in the rising mist, to see better. Lindsey continued to look into the misty undergrowth for some time in the direction of the movement.

It's funny how you notice these things best from your peripheral vision she thought. Her brow creased, a puzzled look crossed her face. It wasn't the direction that the Yowie smell was coming from so she decided it must have been a low branch moving or maybe a small animal scuttling away brushing against brush when it did.

Moments later the pungent smell seemed a little stronger or was the breeze stronger? Lindsey was not sure which it was. Out here alone the bush can play tricks with your senses.

The stench was coming from up the slope, she was certain about that, and it was floating in on the breeze. She glanced back to where she thought she had seen the movement. The Yowie couldn't move that quick between two paces in opposite directions so it wasn't the Yowie moving the brush. Lindsey shook her head and shuddered with cold. It was confusing, a movement downslope and a distinct smell from up the slope drifting in on the wind.

The stench was getting stronger as she was thinking. She was aware their smell did linger for some time, but no one had smelled the smell for two days, except on her. If what she had seen downslope was a Yowie he was on the move down there and if it was a Yowie smell coming downslope then there wasn't just one Yowie. "Oh! Dam it." she almost cried with frustration.

Lindsey knew she had seen something move and was equally sure that it was not small. She strained to detect any movement from among the trees and shrubs. Minutes passed and when nothing else moved Lindsey sat back down, close to the fires week red glow.

The concealed Yowie, seeing the naked girl sitting, wriggled out from under the thick leaf litter and slid quietly toward her. What disturbed him a lot was the immediate presence of another Yowie, and he knew that scent well. He couldn't delay a moment now. The female was his and he had to fuck her again, to be sure that he had impregnated her before any other rival arrived to claim her.

He knew now that the rival Yowie had smelled the female's pungent Sex Pheromones that the girl was giving off and he sensed that more than one rival already had got her scent. The female odour was very strong, stronger today than it had been two moons ago.

There were a few rivals in the valley and the number of males both young and old outnumbered the available females. There were other females in the labyrinth of valleys but not in this valley. He had found this little one some time ago and had kept a close watch on her waiting for her to come in heat again.

Then he had finally taken her. He hadn't mated for a long long time and his seed was both abundant and potent. His groin had ached for release. The Yowie had finally been able to join with her and unloaded his copious cum into the tiny female.

She had his seed inside her right now but he needs to be sure she was with his child before any other Yowie took her to them, and they would if they got a chance.

In his time in concealment, he had noted where the other two women were and knew they were both watching this camp. He also smelled one of the other females and suspected she was also coming into heat. So powerful was his senses that he knew it was the one with dark hair that was giving off just a suggestion of breading pheromones. She would have to be explored later, right now the one by the fire was naked and ready to be mated.

It was not natural for humans to be without their cloth covering and he wondered why, was she getting prepared to mate? Was this how they signalled all of the males in the vicinity perhaps? That's what Yowie females do. So why shouldn't a human female behave this way? Well maybe she was and he was the closest male at this moment. The faint whirring of a concealed camera went unnoticed in the rising breeze that ruffled the leaves of the thick bush. The rustling leaves created just enough background noise to mask the increasingly busy camera noise.

Lindsey grew confused, she smelled the very strong Yowie odour. It was quite close, just up the slope from her, she was sure about that, but she could see nothing. Dam these creatures, they could hide in the open it seemed. She felt a rising excitement in her loins. Down the slope, something moved and she turned, It was the Yowie. The shivering girl was almost relieved.

"Your back!" she said lamely as the beast boldly approached her long arms swinging. His penis was clear of his sheath and growing. He was fearless, confident in his actions but he seemed to be overly alert, and he should be.

The Yowie knelt beside the Lindsey. It was extremely clear what he wanted. She hadn't got a clear look at the beast last evening but now in the daylight, he was a disgusting tangle of matted red/brown fur. His penis was extending from its yellow-stained sheath as she watched. They were peculiar appendages, she observed, not like any male human she had seen or had seen pictures of. It resembled nothing she had ever seen. It wasn't overly long she thought, actually she hadn't enough experience to compare, it was long enough she supposed, with a flattened mushroom crown that was bulbous, much thicker than the shaft that seemed to be a consistent thickness for its full length.

The air was full of confusing Yowie smells. Body and musk vying for dominance but there was more, different smell's, the same but different. She looked about her appearing scared, as she was. Her intuition told her there was another Yowie someplace close.

Had the girls seen him approach? Lindsey hoped so or did she. That compelling smell once more had her confused. She had been fucked by this creature, well she thought it was this creature, but it had been almost dark when it happened, so it was hard to tell. All Yowie must look-alike she supposed. Now she was about to be ravished once again. She watched the beast with wide-eyed anticipation.

Then the sound of feet thudding from up the slope, snapping twigs and voices told Lindsey that the girls had been alert, help was at hand. That could only be the Professor and David maybe the girls as well. The Yowie sprang back and he made to turn, to retreat then paused, and stopped. Just to his right stood another Yowie perhaps taller by a good 15cm. Lindsey's heart gave a massive thump in her chest when she saw the newcomer.

By the bulk of the new arrival and the streaks of grey in the matted fur, this boy was older and more powerful-looking than Number One. He too was most certainly a boy, with large scrotum hung heavily. He was an impressive specimen Lindsey observed.

This newcomer seemed agitated, confused, unsure of what he saw. He expected a female Yowie but this was a naked human. He hadn't come closer than the edge of the clearing for the moment. Seeing the hesitancy, Number One Yowie crouched and took up a threatening pose ignoring the humans who were careering down the slope behind him.

For an instant Lindsey expected a fight between the two males but even as the new arrival began to make threatening sounds toward Number One the Professor, David and the girls burst into the camp clearing puffing hard.

Both Yowie was startled and edgy but neither one retreated. The fur-less female was in heat they both knew that. She was a more powerful incentive than either one of the Yowie's fear of humans.

None of the humans looked threatening, both Yowie observed, two were slender, and looked like juvenile females but may be older but they couldn't tell humans were strange creatures.

Both of the Yowie turned to face the new arrivals. Yowie prefers to stay out of sight but with two males interested in the lone female they weren't going to be backing off. It was a male thing. The professor and his group also stood their ground. For more than a minute there was a face-off broken only when Number One moved back to Lindsey's side, challenging the other Yowie, with bared teeth and a snarl as he did.

The new arrival was uncertain, confused shifting feet nervously. He smelled a female in heat, but she was hairless and strange and now the other humans, all with human covering, had appeared. He had avoided humans all his life, up till now, but he was aware that humans wore rags, he had seen many such creatures, wearing coverings of all descriptions this made the uncovered one all the more strange and ugly to him.

This female looked tiny and frail. However, she was certainly a female, strongly in heat. As ugly as she appeared he had a driving need to breed her. For two days he had been prowling close to here after he had heard the successful copulation call of Number One Yowie. He had smelled humans so didn't come too close. However, this morning the powerful smell of a female in heat had drawn him to this camp. Now looking upon the female who both attracted and repulsed him, her tiny naked body hid nothing, he was unsure.

Lindsey observed that the new arrival had a distinctive grey moustache and beard to match. He made a move toward her, and Number One who was on his knees at Lindsey side, stroking her hip, snarled a threat.

Perhaps because of the human presence, Grey Beard backed up again. Lindsey was sure he wasn't afraid of Number One and oddly this excited her. She was aroused by the blended Yowie musk and her arousal had intern further inflamed the breeding urges of the Yowie.

The presence of the older more dominant male Yowie had made Lindsey feel rather queer and gooy. She felt her groin become creamy as her primal female response of needing to mate with the strongest male became urgent.

She had no emotional commitment to the Yowie. Of course, she didn't, she was still rational enough to know that. However, this was not emotion this was a basic need enhanced by the musk of the Yowie males.

They in turn wanted to breed her and the push-pull of a female in heat and the aphrodisiac of Yowie musk was a chaotic situation. if it came to a fight the winner would be her next mate and she didn't care which one it would be. After all the strongest male was most desirable of mates. The Yowie musk was making her think crazy thoughts in a very nonhuman way, she knew that, but couldn't help it.

"Jesus Christ why am I thinking like this" she hissed, "I don't want to be fucked by either one of these brutes." she hadn't realised that in the fear and excitement of the moment she was responding like her primal sister might when they were in heat. Her pussy was distended and glistening. Number one hadn't missed the budding flower between her thighs and the slight pulses of her groin. His penis was bobbing and strained as he closed on the female always watching Number Two who was showing clear signs of arousal as well.

Although repulsed Grey Beard was no less aroused by her scent. Lindsey's eyes were flicking from one Yowie to the other and her excitement grew. Never in her life had she been fought over. Her lower body ached, her heart raced. It was dangerous but exciting.

While Number One made threatening growls that were almost verbal toward both Grey Beard and the professor's group. Lindsey watched, trembling, scared but prepared. Butterflies churned in her tummy as she looked from one male to the other then back to Number One. She looked across, warning the Professors group with a frown and a shake of her head.

She then turned to the Grey bearded one and trembled. There was something about him that aroused her even more than she was already. Lindsey whimpered as she caught herself now hoping that there might be a fight over her and that Grey Beard would win. Unfortunately, Grey Beard, although painfully aroused seemed unwilling to fight at that moment.

Then shaking her head to clear her crazy thoughts Lindsey refocused as best she could. The Professor and David were both taking photos and the Grey Beard though still agitated and growling, seemed more settled.

Satisfied that neither the professor nor Grey Beard was making a move Lindsey lay back slowly on the camp rug. Then very slowly, almost wantonly she spread herself, submitting herself to Number One.

She wasn't sure, that allowing Number One to fuck her was going to prevent a fight. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. It might precipitate a fight but... there were too many buts for the highly aroused girl to think clearly or rationally about.

Her body was screaming, under the influence of the Yowie's musk to be fucked. She hoped it would prevent a fight over her but she no longer cared. If there was a fight she may be hurt. She shivered with excitement and reached her hands toward the Yowie begging.

Number on played with Lindsey although he was distracted by Grey Beards presence. She groaned as the smelly fur brushed her, smelt the wafts of his intoxicating musk that ooze out from his breast ducts and made her concerns decline and her needs magnify.

She was dripping, distended and swollen, she vaguely realised what was happening to her body all she knew was that she was exploding with a primal need. Her long slender legs were as wide as she could open herself. It must have looked disgusting to those watching, she vaguely realised, but she no longer cared. Number One's musk had her beyond light-headed. He pawed then sniffed her dripping pussy as he watched the older Grey Beard perhaps the alpha male certainly the elder male.

Lindsey was also watching Grey Beard and saw his excitement grow further to a shockingly impressive size, bounce jerkily slapping his belly, his large sack seemed to churn. Lindsey licked her lips wantonly at the powerful male display just yards from her face. Grey Beard moved closer, but not too close. If Number One didn't mount her quickly Grey Beard would surely take her after a fight she had no doubt. She bit her lower lip and moaned.