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Chapter 8: Primal Hunt
Dave's nostrils flared as he stalked through the moonlit forest, every sense on high alert. He was acting on instinct now. Human thought and human emotions were a foreign concept to him now. His furry naked body, huge in proportions, skulked about on all fours. The scents of pine and moss filled his nose, along with something else - something human. His muscles rippled beneath his skin as he moved silently between the trees, wrestling with the primal urges threatening to overwhelm him.
A twig snapped nearby, and Dave froze, his head whipping around. There - through the trees - he spotted movement. It was a lone male camper, utterly unaware of Dave's presence. He was sitting by a fire that he had built within a stone circle next to a primitive cabin, one of several sites in this location of the woods.
Dave's breath caught in his throat as he watched the man. His blood began to race, a low growl building in his chest. The adrenaline surging through him had caused him to revert to an earlier memory - the memory of watching Jeff mount and breed Jake. The vision brought back the scents in the room, and he felt a burning in his loins.
"No," a small portion of his brain tried to intervene desperately. "You can't... you shouldn't..."
But his body was already moving of its own accord. The need to breed was strong. A jealous rage overtook him. He could feel his mouth salivating. Spit poured down his beard, and the pupils of his brilliant blue eyes narrowed as he stalked his prey. With fluid, silent steps, Dave crept closer. His mind battled against his baser instincts, but the need to claim and dominate was overwhelming.
"Just walk away," a voice pleaded. "You're better than this."
But the words rang hollow as desire coursed through him. The distance closed between predator and prey. Dave's breath came in quick pants, his entire being focused on the unsuspecting man before him. Every movement, every heartbeat, sang with tension as Dave fought against - and surrendered to - the beast within. His muscles coiled as he prepared to pounce.
The attack was sudden and brutal. One moment, the camper was alone, unaware - the next, he was pinned to the ground by a force of nature. Dave's beast form emerged, powerful and rippling with muscle, his eyes flaming with primal lust.
"Holy shit," the camper screamed, his voice muffled by the arm around his neck. "Please, I-"
His pleas fell on deaf ears as Dave tore at his clothes, stripping them away with inhuman strength. Within seconds, the man's clothing was torn away, and he was shoved over the log he was sitting on. Dave jumped on the man's thighs, pinning him down. His clawed paws held the man's waist firmly.
"Help!" the man screamed as Dave felt his cock emerging from its sheath.
The blood-red organ was pulsing with blood as it swelled quickly. Dave let out a ferocious growl as his back arched, and he felt his balls stir between his legs. He spread the man's ass cheeks apart as the camper frantically flailed around, trying to escape. Drool fell from Dave's beard and pooled at the entrance the the man's ass, which puckered and squeezed shut in defiance of what was about to happen.
With another growl, Dave pointed the prepuce of his cock at his intended target and shoved forward. As the massive cock speared the man's ass, he screamed and clawed at the dirt below. His legs kicked as hard as he could. Dave grabbed the man's back and held it firm between his claws, which dug into the skin and caused the man to bleed. He thrust again, feeling his cock slide deeper.
Instinct took over. Dave began to thrust his hips back and forth as the tip of his cock spurted out clear pre-ejaculate. Soon, the man's ass was well lubricated, and he was able to go deeper until his swelling knot reached the man's hole. Dave had to go farther. The need to tie was strong. It was the requirement of breeding. He shoved harder.
The man could feel the enormous knot trying to enter him, ripping his ass apart in the process. He was now screaming so loud that his voice was getting hoarse. Tears streamed down his face. He was losing the ability to breathe from the weight of the beast on his back.
Dave shoved again, and the man's asshole relented. Tears formed on the man's face as the knot pushed past the opening and lodged itself just inside. The man could not bear much more. His fingernails were bleeding as he dug into the ground, trying to escape. Then, the pressure built up as the knot swelled. It pressed against the man's prostate, causing him to become erect even under great pain.
Dave could feel the pressure, too. He growled with pleasure as it triggered his cock to begin to convulse. Soon, thick globs of sperm were shooting out and filling the man's insides. Dave felt the endorphin rush. His eyes were clouded by intense pleasure as he opened his mouth and bared his teeth. He lifted his head and howled loudly into the night as his ass clenched and he delivered his seed. Beneath him, the man orgasmed as well. The sheer intensity of the event caused him to empty his own balls and pass out at the same time.
As the man's body went limp, Dave began to pant. His cock was still pulsing, now switching to dribbling out prostatic fluids. He growled again as the orgasm surging through his body began to wane. After ten minutes, he could feel his knot starting to drain. He pulled back and felt his cock pop out. He groaned with animalistic glee.
Turning, Dave saw the camper's limp body draped over the log. His ass was bloodied and dripping with cum. His back had long scratches from Dave's claws. The scent of iron in the air caused Dave to drool. It drove an animal hunger in his body. He licked his lips as he returned to the man's back. Leaning over, he licked at the wounds and savored the taste. His muzzle quivered. He eyed the man's neck and opened his mouth.
Jeff and Jake had heard the growls. They doubled their efforts, pushing their bodies to the limit as they bounded forward. They had heard the sounds of a struggle - and the muffled cries. Their hearts pounded in unison, adrenaline surging through their veins.
"He found someone else," Jake growled, his voice guttural and laced with lust. "We've got to stop him, Jeff. We've got to fucking stop him!"
"I know," Jeff growled, his bestial desire rising. "C'mon, Jake. We're going to get him."
Together, they charged through the woods, their minds on their mission and their bodies hardening in anticipation of what would come. The taste of blood and sweat filled the air.
Jeff and Jake burst through the trees, their heartbeats hammering in their chests as they came across the scene of carnage. The camper lay over a blood-soaked log, his clothes in tatters, his body ravaged. It was a gruesome sight that left them reeling with a cocktail of emotions - horror, arousal, and an undeniable primal need.
Dave was hovering over his prey, his jaws about to bite down into the flesh of the man. He turned to face them, his eyes glowing with hunger, his huge red cock still hard and dripping with the camper's blood and hole juices. Jake and Jeff shared a tense glance, their beast forms fighting for dominance, their humanity hanging by a thread. The air between them was heavy with tension, as was the scent of sex and testosterone.
"Dave," Jeff yelled, his voice shaking with barely restrained fury and lust. "What the fuck did you do, man?"
Dave's lip curled in a feral snarl. He looked down at the man below and licked his lips. His mouth opened, exposing his sharp teeth, ready to bite down.
"No, Dave!" Jeff screamed as he bounded over to the beast and leaped.
Jeff angled his head to tackle the larger beast square in the chest. The impact sent Dave flying backward, and Jeff dazedly tumbled into a heap near the cabin.
Dave growled again. He was incensed. He pulled himself up, roared, and quickly moved over Jeff, teeth dripping with spit.
"I bet you will taste just as good!" he said menacingly.
"Dave!" Jake cried out.
Dave turned and looked at Jake with blood in his eyes.
"This is not you, Dave! Think about what you are doing!"
Dave roared.
"DAVE!" Jake screamed louder. "LISTEN TO ME!"
A wave of pain flew through Dave's brain. He winced and shook his head as he turned to stare at Jake. This creature was not food. He knew who this was. But, no... he needed to taste blood.
"I can't help myself. I... I just..."
Dave's voice trailed off, his eyes glazed over with lust again. He bared his teeth and growled at Jake.
Jake stepped closer, his paws clenched at his sides. He saw the camper who had been viciously violated on the ground and the lust in Dave's eyes as he moved close.
"Oh my god, Dave. What the fuck have you done? You've gone too far!"
Dave growled, standing tall, his massive bear-wolf hybrid body coated in blood and sweat. He beat his chest with his paws.
"You don't understand! You don't know what it's like! I can't control it! I have a need!"
Dave licked his lips.
Jeff, meanwhile, had recovered. He shook his head and looked up at the beast towering over him in defiance. The pain from the tackle with Dave still reverberated through his body, but he had to move. His stood. His paws were balled into fists.
"Dave! You've crossed a line you can't uncross! Are you about to eat us? Your brothers in the fraternity?"
Dave turned to look at Jeff. His pupils dilated as spit dripped from his teeth.
"Dave!" Jeff screamed.
Dave finally blinked. His brain hurt again. He fell stumbled. His limbs shuttered as he fell to all fours, and he shook his head. Several tense minutes passed, but when he looked up again, his eyes had returned to normal.
"Jeff?" Dave asked. "Your name is Jeff?"
"Yes, Dave," Jeff said, panting as he slowly approached the large beast. "It's Jeff. You are David Albert Jones the fourth. Remember? You are a senior in college. You play football for Midwestern U. You are from a small town in Kansas. Your favorite color is violet."
"Violet?" Jake asked, breaking the tension in the air.
"Shut up, Jake!" Jeff growled in response before looking at Dave. "Dave, come back to me!"
Dave groaned. His paws came to his head, and he ran them through his thick beard. When he looked down and saw the blood on them, his eyes widened, and he collapsed. He looked over at the body of the beaten and bloodied man on the log - cum dripping from his ass.
"No!" Dave wailed.
The big beast began to cry. He tore at his body and then at the ground.
"Fuck! What have I done? Oh, Shit!"
He remembered every moment of the past few minutes. The vivid details, the screams, the blood lust, the feelings he felt, it was all too much. Dave turned to run.
"Dave!" Jeff said as he stood tall. "Don't you fucking runaway from me! Stop right there! Turn around and face me, Dave. Right... fucking... NOW!"
The beast halted and slowly turned. A spark of humanity returned to his eyes.
"You will stay just where you are, mister!" Jeff said firmly. "You aren't running away from this now!"
Dave hung his head and collapsed on the ground as Jake approached the camper. He felt the man's back and saw he was still breathing. His body was broken, but he was still alive.
"We can still save him," Jake said. "But we need to do something quick. He is losing a lot of blood."
Jeff looked around and saw a cell phone next to the log. He tried to pick it up, but his elongated paws were not as dexterous as his former human hand. However, he managed to dial the emergency number.
"911, how can we help you?" came the voice on the phone.
"I need help!" Jeff growled in his deep, guttural animal voice.
"Help?" the woman replied. "Who is this? Your line sounds garbled."
Jeff looked behind him at the cabin. The number thirty-four was written on the door.
"I'm in cabin thirty-four in the Ouachita National Forest near the lake," Jeff replied as best he could. "A bear has attacked me, and I am bleeding. I need help."
"A bear?" Jake called out, looking down at the man's ass. "Do bears normally rape campers?"
"Shut up, Jake," Jeff growled as he covered the phone and rolled his eyes. "I'm improvising here."
"We have someone in the area that can be there in about ten minutes," the woman said. "Stay with me. What is your name?"
Jeff put the phone on the ground beside the man and backed away.
"Hello?" the woman on the line called out. "Hello?"
Jeff grabbed Dave's shoulder and pulled hard.
"Follow us now, Dave! Do you understand me?"
Dave was crying as he licked the blood from his paws. He nodded and rose as the three reentered the forest and found a safe place to observe the man.
After about fifteen minutes, a ranger truck arrived. The man in a uniform shone his light around until he found the camper's body, and he hauled him up, put him in his truck, and drove quickly away. Only then did Jeff relax and look at Dave.
"I cannot believe what I just saw!" Jeff shouted. "Dave! You brutally assaulted that man and were about to eat him. Fuck! You were about to eat us!"
Jeff slapped Dave's muzzle hard out of pure rage. His fur bristled as his body tensed. Dave cowered below, openly sobbing.
"It's not his fault, Jeff," Jake said as he rubbed Dave's side. "At least not fully. He was in a drug-enhanced state."
"I know," Jeff said, backing down and slumping next to Dave. "But if it had been only a minute later..."
"I would have killed that man and eaten him," Dave replied, wailing loudly. "My god, what have I become? A rapist? A cannibal? I deserve to die! Kill me! Kill me right now!""
Jake leaned against the big beast.
"This is something you will have to process, Dave," Jake said. "But Jeff and I are here for you."
Jeff put his arm around Dave and leaned in as well.
"The only way we are going to survive is if we stick together," Jeff said. "We did not choose what happened to us, but we are still human deep down. If we lose that, then we let that crazy ass doctor win."
"I should have killed and eaten HIM," Dave growled as he wiped the tears from his face. "Fucking bastard!"
"Well, the first step for us is to find shelter," Jeff replied. "Maybe we can find a cave around here, away from everyone."
"And food, apparently," Jake replied.
"Well, that is a given," Jeff said. "We used to hunt all the time back home. I am sure I can find something around here."
"Deer would be great," Dave said as he wiped his eyes and licked his lips. "I bet we could hunt it ourselves. Bring it down and eat it raw."
"Dave!" Jeff shouted.
"What?" He replied. "Sorry. I am a bear-wolf hybrid. I have needs."
Jake chuckled, and Jeff broke a smile.
"Come on," Jeff said as he got up and looked around. "I think I saw a ridge over that way. Let's see if we can find someplace to sleep for the rest of the night, and then we can go hunting."
"Thank you both," Dave said calmly.
His tear-filled eyes showed genuine affection for Jeff and Jake.
"Thank you for saving me."
"Anytime, bud," Jeff replied. "We are a family now."
As the moon set in the late evening sky, the trio made their way through the dense forest brush. In their beast forms, the three of them moved together as one. Jeff led the way, his senses on high alert. His keen hearing and sight were the best of the group, followed by Dave's sense of smell and Jake's agility.
They reached the ridge Jeff had seen earlier, and to their surprise, they found a small cave hidden from view. The opening was just big enough for the three of them to enter together, but once inside, it opened into a large chamber.
"Who would have thought," Jake said as he looked around the room. "I never would have guessed this was here."
"Neither would I," Jeff replied. "But that will be good. It means no one else might think to look for us here either."
The three of them huddled together for warmth. Jake fell asleep first, his head resting on Jeff's stomach. Dave was spooning him from behind. Jeff looked over at Dave, who was watching him.
"What?" Jeff asked softly.
"Nothing," Dave replied. "I'm just glad we found each other."
Jake stirred in his sleep, his hairy legs rubbing against Jeff's. Jeff smiled and cuddled him. Dave crawled closer and cuddled them both. The three of them entangled together. Their combined body heat kept them warm.
"I love you both," Jeff whispered.
As they fell into a deep sleep, their bodies intertwined, the group knew they would face it together no matter what lay ahead. The forest around them seemed to come alive with anticipation, watching as these three young man-beasts forged a bond that nothing could break.
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