Breeding Island, Day 1

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Breeding Island, Day 1, by Jezebel Rose

WITH A TWIST YOU WILL NEVER EXPECT!

“I can’t believe Josh doesn’t want you to get pregnant!”

“Right? And I’m ovulating right now! God, I haven’t had sex in a year!” Sarah walked ahead of her best friend, Betty. She put her hand to her brow and looked out at the ocean. “What is really troubling me is that fact we might be here a while.”

“No shit,” Betty said with a sigh. “It’s only been a few hours and storm has mostly cleared up, but I don’t see our yacht anywhere.”

Haze from the recent tropical storm was finally starting to move off the beach and out to sea. The beasts within crouched low, waiting for the sun to set. It had been quite some time since they bred last, and their sacks were full, penises twitching in excitement.

As Sarah and Betty continued to explore the island, they couldn’t shake off the feeling that they were being watched. Every rustle of leaves, every creak of a branch made them jump and cling to each other. But as the sun began to set, their fears intensified as strange noises echoed through the trees.

“What was that?” Betty whispered, her grip on Sarah tightening.

“I don’t know,” Sarah replied, her voice shaking.

They cautiously moved towards the sound, their hearts pounding in their chests. The noises grew louder and more distinct. It was a mix of grunts and growls like something big was out there. Suddenly, a loud roar pierced through the air, causing both to scream in terror.

Without a second thought, they turned and ran back to the safety of the beach. They could hear the brush crashing behind them as they reached the shore, panting from fear. The creatures were getting closer.

“We have to get out of here!” Betty cried out as she stumbled over some rocks.

Sarah grabbed her hand and pulled her up before sprinting towards the ocean shore. But just as they were about to reach the forest’s break, something lunged at them from above. They only saw a massive black creature with bright red eyes and sharp claws.

They screamed once again as they fell backward onto the sand. The creature snarled at them before turning around and running back into the woods.

Trembling with fear, Sarah and Betty slowly got up. They looked around for any sign of danger but saw nothing but darkness enveloping them as nightfall approached.

“Did you see that?” Betty panted out between breaths.

“Yeah,” Sarah said shakily. “We need to get the hell off this island.”

“But how? Our yacht is gone,” Betty said frantically.

Just then, another loud roar echoed through the air, this time much closer. The girls froze, their eyes wide with fear.

“That sounded like a different creature,” Betty gasped. She pointed towards the dark woods, “Look, you can see it. Right… there.”

“Holy Christ – what is that thing?” Sarah put her back to the ocean, staying as close to the water as possible. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“That is no animal. I have no idea what that thing is.”

“You aren’t dreaming,” Sarah said, putting her hands on her hips. “We need to find somewhere safe for the night.” Looking down at her hands, she watched her fingertips tremble. “But where?” As the sun began to set beyond the horizon, Betty couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. The darkness was creeping in, and she knew they needed to find somewhere safe to spend the night.

“You’re right, we need to find shelter,” Betty said, her voice filled with fear.

Sarah nodded, her eyes scanning their surroundings. The noises were growing louder, and she could sense that they were being surrounded.

They walked towards the woods, trying to stay as close to the water as possible. Noises seemed to be coming from everywhere around them, and both women could feel their hearts racing in their chests.

“Stay close,” Sarah said, cautiously walking through the dense brush.

Betty clutched Sarah’s arm tightly, her eyes darting around for any sign of danger. As she continued deeper into the woods, the trees grew thicker, and the night embraced them even more.

Suddenly, Sarah stopped in her tracks. “Look,” she whispered, pointing ahead towards a nearby cave.

The cave was large enough for them to enter, and they knew it would provide some protection from whatever was out there. They slowly made their way towards it, every rustle of leaves making them jump.

Finally reaching the entrance of the cave, they peered inside with caution. It was dark, but they could see the tunnel going deep into the ground. Without many other options, they decided to enter.

Sarah watched in horror as Betty was snatched by a swift creature and pulled further into the cave. She stood frozen, not knowing what to do.

Feeling a surge of adrenaline, Sarah took off after them. She couldn’t just stand there and wait for something to happen.

As she ran deeper into the cave, she could hear Betty screaming for help. Then, Sarah picked up a nearby stick and charged towards the creature.

The beast turned towards her, its deep orange eyes glowing in the darkness. It let out another deafening roar before lunging.

Sarah was quick and managed to dodge its attack. She swung the stick at its head, but it seemed unfazed by her efforts. Realizing she needed a better weapon, she scanned her surroundings for anything else.

Suddenly, her eyes landed on a sharp rock jutting out from the cave wall. Without wasting a second, she grabbed it and used all her strength to break it off. It made a perfect makeshift knife.

Turning back to face the creature, Sarah saw that it had Betty pinned against a wall with its tendrils wrapped around her body.

“Let go of her!” Sarah shouted as she charged towards them again.

The creature turned towards her again, snatching her mid-run. With one snappy motion, it shredded Sarah’s outfit, leaving her hanging mid-air, almost entirely naked, beside her panties. Sarah’s heart raced as the creature grabbed her mid-run. She struggled to break free from its grasp, but it was too strong.

The beast held Sarah against the cold rock wall. Each tendril seemed to have a mind of its own, and Sarah was worried, but she was far more concerned about the enormous cock growing between its trunk-like legs. Heart racing, she tugged and pulled on the tentacles, trying to free herself. The cool air against her bare vagina brought a certain sense of fear she never felt before.

Sarah’s heart raced as she struggled against the creature’s grip, desperate to break free. She could feel its tendrils writhing and moving against her body, almost as if they were trying to hold her still.

But Sarah refused to give up. She continued to pull and tug at the creature’s grasp with all her strength. She could feel her adrenaline pumping as she fought to free herself…

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