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 Mate of the Sasquatch by Baphomet <mail.baphomet@gmail.com>

   Chapter Two The Mating

   We slept through the day and traveled at night.  It became clear these
creatures were nocturnal.

   I decided to name my captor "Zira" after Kim Hunter's character in the
original "Planet of the Apes" movie.

   For reasons unknown to me, Zira did not race through the woods with me
under her arm like a piece of baggage.  Instead, I clung to her neck as she
climbed down from our roost.

   She let me ride her shoulders like a child at the fair.  With me on my
perch, she gently strode throught he forest with amazing silence for her
size.

   Zira took me to an overgrown area and set me on the ground.  She tore
off the giant leaf of what looked like wild rhubarb and handed it to me. 
Taking one for herself, she used the leaf as a container as she foraged for
berries.

   I followed her example and together in the moonlight, we picked
raspberries (or maybe they were blackberries, it was too dark to tell).

   We foraged in silence.  I felt like a child next to her.  She was easily
three feet taller than me.  She was a gigantic beast, but at the same time
gentle, and even beautiful in her own way.

   I thought about escaping, but she had already demonstrated her inhuman
speed and reflexes.  If I were to escape, I would have to outthink her.  As
intelligent as she appeared, I clung to the hope that intellect and
cleverness were still my advantage.

   Zira and I continued our travels.  She did much foraging on the way. 
Luckily, I had a decent knowledge of edible plants and I had a good idea of
what was good to eat and what was not.  Zira seemed to have a more
adaptable digestive system than humans, but she did eat many of the same
things we eat -- meat and berries for example.

   I can only imagine the nutritional demands of a creature her size.

   At one point, Zira tore off a huge branche and began beating it against
a tree.  She stopped for a moment and listened intently.  She repeated her
beating and again stopped to listen.

   I shuddered when I heard a reply off in the distance.  It was very hard
to hear, but I definitely heard it.

   Rap!  Rap!  Rap!  Rap!  Rap!  Rap!

   The same sounds I heard the night I was abducted.

   Zira let out a howl so loud, I covered my ears.

   "AUOOOOOOOOWWW!"

   The sound was eerily familiar.  How long had she been stalking me?

   Off in the distance, I heard the reply.  A quieter, less robust version
of Zira's howling.

   Then I heard another, this time from the West.  Then another, and
another....  My God, how many of these creatures are there?  How could we
be so blind to them?

   The forest erupted in a chorus of howls and tree knocking.  Zira
continued forward, periodically stopping to beat on a tree or let out a
howl.

   We continued this way for the rest of the night.  As dawn approached,
Zira took me again into the trees, but this time, I was surprised to find a
nest that had already been made.  Zira fiddled with it, tying off some
branches and adjusting it to fit some nest-building criteria known only to
her.

   When satisfied, she curled up in the bowl-shaped structure and
outstretched her arms, beckoning me to join her.  I obeyed.

   She cradled me again, pressing my body against her enormous breasts. 
She cooed at me and pursed her lips like she was kissing the air.  She ran
her fingers through my hair, down my cheek and across my chest.

   This time was a little different, she brought her lips to my head and
gently nibbled my hair, my ear and my neck.  What was she doing?  Cleaning
off insects?  Whatever the case, it felt good.  Her teeth gently rubbed my
skin.  I could feel them rapidly opening and closing, not like chewing,
more like chattering.  The sensation is hard to describe, but it felt good
and there was no pain.  They gently rubbed across the surface of the skin,
never breaking it.

   Her hand rubbed my chest and my stomach, playing with my chest hairs. 
My chest was hairy, but nothing compared to what she must be used to.  I
rubbed her chest in turn.  I took advantage of her innocence and fondled
her breast.  I doubt she understood that I was copping a feel for my own
perverse pleasure.  My cock grew hard and I enjoyed the feel of her soft,
warm flesh.

   I held the massive breast in my hand and thumbed the nipple.  Zira
grunted affectionately as if to communicate pleasure.  She ran her fingers
across my chest and stomach and -- to my surprise -- down to my crotch.

   Did she know what she was doing?  It sure seemed like it.

   She rubbed the bulge in my jeans with an expert touch, applying enough
pressure to stimulate me, but not hurt me.  She rubbed a bony knuckle
against my blood-gorged shaft and I began to hump against her in response.

   Her face nuzzled against my neck, I felt her teeth gently nibbling my
flesh, I savored the warm moistness of her mouth against my skin.

   I kneaded the soft, pliant flesh of breast in my hand, rubbing it,
stimulating it, giving her pleasure.  I worked the nipples furiously with
my fingers, teasing them, squeezing them, encirlcing them with my palms.

   All the while, Zira's giant hand never left my crotch.  She cupped my
balls and pushed the heel of her hand into my shaft, rubbing it faster,
pleasuring me.

   She does know what she's doing -- she must!

   If she were a woman and not an ape, I would have dropped my pants and
exposed myself to her right there.  I would have seduced her with the sight
of a rock hard cock that she stimulated in me.

   But that wasn't the case.  Zira was some massive, fur-covered beast.  We
weren't on my living room couch, we were in a tree.  I hadn't had a bath in
a week and her -- I doubt she's ever had one.

   Somehow the odor, the sweat, the grime -- me fondling this filthy beast,
it made it all sexier.  It made me want to become an animal.  To mate with
her.

   I removed one hand from her breast and caressed the back of her head. 
Her face was buried in my chest as she continued to nuzzle me.

   She looked up at me with those big, dark eyes.  I uncaged the animal
inside me and growled at her.  It wasn't a warning or a threat.  It was an
utterance of passion and I think she understood.

   I kissed her brow.  Then her cheeks, her nose.  I gathered my courage,
letting my swollen cock dominate my thoughts and I kissed her lips.

   Puzzled by this new sensation, Zira puckered her lips in imitation.  I
placed my lips against hers and we had an awkward first kiss.

   I became a little more agressive in my kissing.  I kissed her lower lip
and then took it into my mouth, pulling on it a bit before letting go.  I
did the same for her upper lip, except this time, I slipped in my tongue
and carressed her gums with it.

   We spent the dawn hours experimenting with kisses and fondling each
other until we fell asleep.

   -

   By the time I woke the sun had already set.  Zira was nowhere to be
seen.

   I stood up and, like our previous nest, there was really nowhere for me
to go.  I could venture out onto a branch and into a tree if I wanted to,
but the next branch down was so far away, I had no chance of climbing
anywhere.

   I felt a familiar stir inside me.  I had to pee.  I unzipped my pants
and just let it go over the side and into the darkness.

   Just then, I heard a familiar crash and Zira came scrambling up the tree
as agile as a squirrel.

   I finished peeing and looked at her.  In the back of my mind I was sort
of afraid I may have broken some cultural taboo, but Zira didn't seem to
take offense.  In fact, it seemed like she couldn't take her eyes off me.
Her gaze was fixed on my cock.  She never peered away.

   I became uncomfortably aware of her stare and my cock did too, rising to
the occasion.  With my horomones once again in control, I did not zip up my
fly.

   Fully exposed, I approached her.  I fondled her breast and she bent down
and we exchanged kisses.  We nuzzled each other and she let out a low,
rumbling grunt of pleasure.  Her hand found my cock and she rubbed the back
of her wrist against it.  I pushed into her, enjoying the sensation and
letting her know it.

   For the first time, I seriously considered fucking her.  I was so horny.
It had been months since I'd been with a woman and more than a week since
I'd masturbated.

   The taboo of beastiality roared into my mind.  "This isn't a woman," my
mind screamed at me, "It's an ape."

   But she was a beautiful ape with a slim waist and ample breasts.

   Her enormous breast in my hand, I felt overcome with lust.  I decided to
give in to temptation and take the nipple into my mouth.

   It was Zira who stopped things before they got out of hand.  She plopped
down in the tree nest and held out a package to me.  Interupted from my
lustful interlude I took the leafy gift into my hand.  It was my breakfast
-- a collection of berries.

   My hardon subsided and I came to my senses...  sort of.  I no longer
felt overwhelmed by the urge to have sex with my simian companion, but I
left myself exposed while I ate my breakfast.  Zira seemed please at the
sight of my cock, even when it softened.  Perhaps, she was confused by
pants and thought me genderless or deformed up till now.

   When I finished my berries, Zira turned and crouched down.  At first I
was confused but she made it clear through her looks and gestures that she
wanted me to climb on her back.

   While I clung to her neck, she climbed down the tree and we headed into
the forest together.

   We traveled for some time, Zira covering ground at an alarming rate by
taking brisk, commanding strides.  Like everything else about her, her gate
was impressive.  Even at a brisk walking pace, she traveled faster than any
man could run.  I was beginning to understand how these creatures could
escape capture for so long.  Once you spotted one, they could be a hundred
yards away in a matter of seconds.

   Finally, we arrived at our destination -- a rocky outcropping in the
face of the mountain.  Under protective stone ledge was a crevice forming a
cave that seemed to extend deep into the earth.

   Zira let me down and we approached the cave together.

   Inside, I could tell this was not a new discovery.  It's quite possible
this could be Zira's home, or at the very least, a place she visits often.

   The floor was matted with dried grasses and soft dirt giving it a soft
and comfortable texture.  The ceiling and walls had been scraped smooth
somehow.  Large scratch marks and gouges were evident in the stone.  Loose
rocks and stones had been removed from the interior of the cave.

   In the back, was a small pile of rocks.  Zira removed the heavy top rock
and reached inside the cache.  She presented me with a handful of berries.
This was a place to store food!

   As I ate, Zira approached the mouth of the cave.  I stared at her body
silhouetted against the night.  She was a magnificent animal.  Her
shoulders broad and finely muscled.  Her enormous breasts hung freely and I
could make out their outline at her sides.  Her waist tapered in neatly,
then flared out at the hips.  From this vantage point, her buttocks were
clearly visible.  They wer massive, like the rest of her, finely muscled,
and in my current state, I found them somewhat attractive.

   Zira took a deep breath and howled into the night.

   "AUOOOOOOOOWWW!"

   Then she took two massive stones from the entrance of the cave and
smashed them together repeatedly.

   Bap!  Bap!  Bap!

   What followed was an eerie chorus of howls, yips and wood knocking.

   The noise filled the night and grew louder and louder.

   Suddenly, I could make out a figure in the darkness.

   I approached the entrance and stood by Zira.  I saw a small female
figure in the woods approach slowly and cautiously.  Then another shape in
the darkness behind her.  Then another and another.

   The first female came nearer and I could make out her features.  She was
significantly smaller than Zira, but still big.  She was about six-feet
tall.  Her fur was light brown, but the fur on her head was dark brown,
almost black in places.  Her breasts were large for her size, but no where
near as enormous as Zira's.

   I looked at her for some time, ignoring the movement behind her.  There
was something odd about her....  Then I realized it!  I recognized her! 
She was the young female whom I saw from the tree top yesterday!

   So she was Zira's friend?  Maybe her daughter...  or a sister?

   She approached Zira with caution.  She crouched down, bending at the
waist, assuming an almost quadrapedal stance.  The others did the same,
keeping their eyes to the ground, bending at the waist.

   As they approached I counted four of them.  All of them were smaller
than Zira, but only one taller than her younger sister who I will call
Loli.

   I could see that at least one was female.  The others were still
enshrouded in darkness.

   Zira made a big production, growling and snarling.  She took two huge
rocks and smashed them together.  She jumped up and down and threw her
fists in the air, as if she were angry at Loli.

   I watched in fascination, but I think I understood what was going on. 
It looked like Zira was going through a sort of ritual greeting, affirming
that she was the biggest and strongest.  She made sure the others were
intimidated by her as a means of maintaining dominance.

   But who knows?  There may be some other meaning to the strange behavior
that I will never comprehend, or it may mean nothing at all.

   Finally, Zira and Loli nuzzled faces.  The others came closer and stood
upright again.

   I made out a second female with light-colored, reddish brown fur.  I
decided to call her Red.  Then I saw a third female...  then a fourth....
They were all female!

   Where were the males?  Perhaps there was one male in charge of this
group of females.  They were his mates, his harem.  How would he react to
my presence?

   Or maybe these creatures are self-segregated by gender.  The males live
on one group, the females in another.

   Another possiblity is that only the females are communal and the males
are solitary, coming around only once a year to mate.

   I liked the third option the best.  The idea of a hulking, jealous male
finding me with his group of females did not appeal to me in the least.

   I never stopped to consider a tragic, fourth explanation -- one that
would shed light on why I was abducted.....

   Zira then approached me, she grabbed me by the arm and pulled me toward
the others.  She squatted down into a sitting position and pulled me close
to her, pressing me against her breasts.  She held me close and caressed me
roughly.

   It seemed that she was not trying to give me pleasure, rather, she was
demonstrating her "ownership" of me to the others by way of the overt
physical contact.

   Loli approached me.  She was a gigantic creature, but her facial
features made her look young.  Her breasts, though huge, did not sag nearly
as much as Ziras.  Her from from the crown of her head to her ears was so
dark, it was almost black.  It made her look like she was wearing a knit
cap.  When she approached, I noticed a wisp of light-colored, almost blonde
hair at the top of her head.

   Loli knelt before me and with an outstretched hand, she laid down what I
took to be a gift.  She backed away.

   I looked to Zira for approval and she gave a friendly grunt.

   I inspected the gift.  It was a shiny piece of iron pyrite!

   Next, Red approached.  She was the tallest, second only to Zira.  She
placed a leaf before me and backed away.  It was filled with pine nuts! 
Each had been carefully husked from its cone.  They had been collected and
wrapped into a leafy package.

   The fascinating gift-giving ceremony continued.  A shorter, almost fat
female approached.  She presented me with what looked like a racoon skull.
I decided to name her "Mama" because she looked like someone's fat, loving
mother.

   A tall, lanky female followed.  She was shorter than red, but she was
skinnier than the others.  Her shoulders were not as broad.  Her fur was
light colored -- a very light shade of brown -- and curly.  Because she was
so skinny, I named her "Kate" after Kate Moss.  She gave me a beautiful
geode!

   Finally a small, female with dark fur -- almost black -- approached. 
Her gift to me was a pile of blueberries bundled in a leaf.  I named her
"Nightlinger" after a character from a John Wayne movie.

   With an armful of gifts, I didn't know what to do, so I turned to Zira.
She looked over her shoulder at the cave and I went in, puzzled and
fascinated by this amazing experience.

   A week ago, I would have laughed at anyone who claimed to believe that
creatures like this could live unnoticed in North America.  Now, I'm
accepting gifts from them....

   I set the gifts down by the food cache, except for the pyrate, which I
placed in my pocket.  The cover stone was far too heavy for me to lift.  I
turned to see that Zira was approaching.  The others waited outside, but
they were gathered at the entrance, watching us intently.

   "So, they're not invited in?" I asked.

   Zira crouched down to my level.  She sort of knuckle-walked her way
toward me.  I'm guessing she was trying to make me feel more comfortable by
coming down to my level much in the same way a loving master crouches to
address his dog.

   She let out a low affectionate growl and nuzzled me.  I closed my eyes
and nuzzled back.  I rubbed my cheek against the fur of her neck.  In an
act of masochism, I inhaled deeply and took in her pungent, beastly aroma.

   She nuzzled her face against my chest breathing heavily.  Her hot, most
breath felt strangely pleasurable against my bare skin in the cool night
air.

   I was beginning to get turned on and I think that was her intent.  Had
she developed a sexual interest in me after seeing me exposed earlier
today?

   Her gentle nature began to fade as she tugged at my pants.

   "Whoa girl!" I pleaded.

   I backed off and undid my boots.  I quckly removed them and tugged down
my jeans.  My cock hung semi-erect before me.

   "Is this what you want?"

   She replied with a series of grunts I had come to know as a sign of
pleasure or satisfaction.

   "Uff!  Uffuffuffuff!"

   She crawled to me on all fours and nuzzled my cock, inhaling deeply as
though she were savoring my scent.  Maybe long forgotten human pheromones
were telling her I was ready to mate.

   I ran my fingers down her head and massaged her massive shoulders.  She
rose to her knees, but she was so tall, she still towered over me.

   My hands went immediately for her breasts.  I fondled them aggressively
and she grunted with pleasure in response.

   "Uff!  Uffuffuffuff!  Uffuffuffuff!"

   I took a breast in my hand and lifted it to my mouth.

   The realization of what I was about to do gave me pause.  This... 
thing, while definitely female, was not human.  It would be like fucking a
dog.  But, that disgusting thought only fueled my hardon.  My cock bounced
at the thought and pulled the massive breast into my mouth.

   I suckled like a starving baby, ignoring the few, fine hairs that my
mouth sometimes came across.  I teased the giant tit with my tongue and
savored Zira's salty, foreign taste.

   I went from one gigantic breast to the other, kneading them in my hands.

   Soon, Zira pulled away from me.  She got down on all fours and pointed
her womanhood toward me, looking at me eagerly.  I got the message. 
Foreplay is over.

   I stepped up behind her and put my hand between her legs.  I felt around
the black darkness, but there was no mistaking the warm moist spot I found.
It was almost invisible under all that hair.  I guided my cock in and
relished the sensation of entering this foreign, bestial pussy.

   The sensation was different.  In some ways like a woman, but in other
ways different.  The sides of her vaginal walls closed in on me and there
was a surprising feeling of tightness despite our size difference.

   I felt liberated, savage.  I pounded her like an animal.  Despite her
massive size, her impressive physique and musculature, I was in control
here.  Zira was my mate.

   Zira was unusually wet, at least, compared to a human woman.  Her pussy
began to dribble a slimy, lubricating secretion.  It gave off a strong,
musky odor.

   I gave pause to my assault on this animal pussy to examine my cock.  It
glistened with her juices.  I stroked my cock with two fingers and smelled
them, deeply inhaling her pungent animal scent.  Emboldened, I put the
fingers in my mouth and tasted her.  It was salty-sweet.

   Nice.  I entered her again and plowed my cock all the way into her
pussy, showing her no mercy.  I propped myself up on the balls of my feet
and continued pounding her.  I caressed her hairy back and I reached around
and pawed her stomach.  I reached forward and grabbed a pendulous breast,
rocking to the rythm of my lust.

   The sound of my balls slapping against her body filled the cave.  We
began to attract an audience.  This fueled my lust even more.  Red, Kate
and Mama slowly approached.  They kept their distance but watched with
interest.  Red was the boldest, coming closer than any of the others.  Her
eyes were glued on my cock as I pounded her big sister.

   I pulled out of Zira and pointed my glistening cock at Red, stroking it.

   "You want this, don't you?" I said, teasing her.  She looked at my cock,
then looked up at me pleadingly, then her eyes returned to my cock.

   I looked at Zira and I could see her baring her teeth menacingly at Red.
She remained on all fours, waiting for me to continue fucking her.  I gave
her what she wanted.

   I thrust the full length of my cock back into her and she went back to
low pitched grunts and pants.to low pitched grunts and panting.

   I got tired of fucking in this position and decided to give the ladies a
good show.  I pulled out and tried to encourage Zira to sit down and lie
back.  It took some prodding and coaxing and my cock went to semi-hard in
the process, but it was worth it.he process, but it was worth the effort. I
had Zira on her back, legs spread, looking at me dumbfounded.  Poor girl.
She's probably never had it any way other than Sasquatch style.

   I savored the heavenly sensation as I penetrated her, the tight walls of
her vagina gave way to the invasion of my manhood.  I planted my cock in as
deep as it could go.  I repositioned myself so I could penetrate her fully,
burying myself up to the hilt.  Zira cooed and grunted with delight.

   "You like that, don't you baby?" I bragged.  "You really fucking like
that!"

   The others seemed to be genuinely intrigued.  The cave filled with the
sound of their grunts and chatter.

   As I fucked Zira, I buried my face in her enormous tits.  I suckled the
nipples and licked the sweat off her breasts.  The salty flavor of her
flesh clung to my mouth.

   I continued to thrust into her violently.  I could feel my pelvis
smashing into hers.  Zira was in ecstasy.  Her nails dug into the dirt
floor of the cave and she swooned her head back in pleasure as my rythmic
assault on her womanhood continued in earnest.

   I pumped into her again and again, in and out, in and out, like a
jackhammer.  I had never felt my cock so hard.  It was like a thing of
iron.

   Zira's body began to spasm in orgasm.  I could feel her muscles
quivering tightly around my cock.  The sensation was indescribable.  Zira
arched her back as she spasmed wildly beneath me.Zira's body began to

   This hairy creature was a giant of a woman, with breasts bigger than my
head.  She towered over me.  She had the finely muscled body of a champion
body builder.  Her thighs were as big as my chest.  I stroked her rock-hard
abs.  I reached around and cradled a meaty thigh in my arm, feeling the
sinewy power of this beast.

   Yet, despite all this, she cowered before the power of my cock.  She
cooed with delight, she quivered beneath me.  Her pussy answered the call
of my manhood.  I gaver her another thrust.  I pounded her again and again
and with each penetration she swooned with delgiht.  Every time I entered
her, I was giving her an extraordinary gift.  The gift of my cock, of the
pleasure of a man.

   I lorded my power over her, slamming into her again and again.

   "You like that, bitch, don't you?" I demanded.  She merely grunted in
reply.

   Finally, I felt that familiar tingling in my balls.  The floodgates were
about to open.  I wrapped my arms around her and clutched her tightly.  I
gave her one last brutal slam and buried my cock deep inside her.  I knew
exactly where I wanted to cum.

   My muscles spasmed wildly as my balls drained themselves of their
payload.  Gob after gob of thick, gooey cum flooded Zira's birth canal.  I
made certain every last drop was implanted deeply.  My cock spasmed again
and again releasing my swimmers deep into foreign territory.

   Exhausted, I pulled out and climbed up Zira's chest until I reached her
face.  She stroked my face and I stroked hers.

   "Oh, baby," I said.  "You were...  that was great."

   She licked my face gently.  Then I opened my mouth, inviting her tongue.
We spent the next few moments kissing and fondling each other.  My body
stank of perspiration and the rank odor of our combined love juices.

   Drowsily, I opened my eyes and gazed at the figures across the cave. 
The other girls were watching us curiously, sampling the air, jealous of
their mistress and eager for a taste of me.  I saw them in a new light now.
They were no longer fascinating creatures, they were sexual conquests
waiting to be had.  As I looked them over, it was as though I were seeing
them for the first time -- Kate's lanky body, Mama's enormous tits, and
Red, the spitting image of a younger, smaller Zira.  I had always thought
of her as Zira's little sister.  Now, that thought had a sexual
connotations.  Sisters!  Nice.

   I closed my eyes and fell asleep with my head against Zira's breasts.  I
slept soundly, secure and priveleged in my new role as mate of the
sasquatches.