Fantasy RP Going feral )knight)

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Deep in a jungle near a few towns was a village of feral furries. These furries were up to the times of the rest of the world but decided to focus on more animalistic tendencies and survival of the fittest. They would occasionally raid the outside towns and cities for new members or pets but mostly preyed on humans that journeyed into the jungle itself.

Currently camping there was a trio of humans that ignored the rumors and warnings and wanted to explore the nature of the jungle. Long term friends with benefits, they were currently sitting around a fire as their food cooked. Jake, the big surfer boy was just walking back from bringing more firewood while Jaz was trying to get service on her phone. Both unaware they were being watched.
 
As Jaz was invested in her phone, the bars practically 0, and no data to speak off either, her connection to civilization was practically for show. The jungle was dense, the nearby town barely went too close to them, not without anything they could throw away for the Ferals that lurked and stalked inside. But the out of towners were all but free sacrifices to the Ferals. A few extra poor souls to keep the beasts from raiding or attacking. Jaz heard a crunch of sticks in the woods near the truck, a clatter and a muffled noise. Monica, perhaps? She had wandered off to grab the camp equipment.
 
Jazz looked up from her phone "mon?" She says squinting unto the dense foliage. She was wearing sports shorts and sports bra, both hugging her generous and athletic curves. She was currently dressed for the heat more than the bugs and plants.

She stood up, moving towards where she thought Monica was "I'll be back, checking on mon" she mentions to Jake who was focused in fueling the fire.
 
As Jaz walked through the the camp towards the road,the darkness sucking up her vision even as she used her phone fie light, something brushed her leg, snagging on her shoe. A grippy root? As she tugged herself, fighting to get free of the damned thing, she felt something almost prick her skin, like a bug bite. Not the first in thus area, but she luckily got her shots, but...the bug repellent she used should have kept them away.
 
"Shit, I hate this jungle" she says rubbing the "bite mark" she managed to yank her foot free and would start moving further in, not thinking about the bug repellent she had just applied. "Mon! Where the hell are you?" She says annoyed she was having to struggle to find her bestie.
 
"Maas-!" She briefly heard, a muffled sound calling back to her just barely, she saw Monica's truck sitting on the road, the door open, with the lantern her friend had been lookng for half lidded,making a dull radius of light on the ground. Her voice sounding like it was on the other side if the car.
 
She sighs hearing the muffled sound "what is taking so long? It's just me ans Jake and I am bored" she says rounding the truck. She knew the runours of feral furries but she did not believe them. Especially this close to towns and cities. She was naive and foolish. "Come on back and let's have some fun"
 
As she rounded the Truck, she saw a figure there, Mona's tall, lithe frame, her sharp curves that accentuated her large breasts, her wide hips, her camping jacket balled up and twisted as something hade her dangling g off the ground d....it it's massive arms, a hand over her mouth. A bull, pitch black in fur squeezed her jaw shut, leering at Jaz slowly.
 
As she fell, another set of hands found her, breaking her momentum. Smaller hands, tipped with small claws, fluffy. The Bull moved forward, Monica still struggling, fighting with all her desperation. "I got her." A higher, softer voice , a pink tail flicked out, holding onti a small needle that stabbed into Monica's thigh like a scorpion sting. A yelp, bit with her elevated panic and heart rate, she locked up rapidly. The Bull reached down, grabbing Jaz around the waist and heating her like a sack of potatoes. "Let's go." The gentler voice said, leading them deep we into the jungle, from the Campgrounds, from the reaches of civilization itself. The Ferals compound was its own beast. A massive wall of chopped jungle trees,and foliage camouflaged it, merged with the canopies the main structure lashed together with a careful hand. A domelike structure meshed around trees, high bridges linking it to other higher structures. The soft rumble of a generator was himming away pumping electricity on woven cables, hanging bulbs giving unexpected light.
 
She weakly screamed for help but could barely even make a sound by that point. Her body gone stiff from the needle. She couldn't believe this was happening! The stories about them were true, which meant the other stories must be too. Like what they do to human women. Oh god!
 
"Take them to the cells, strap them in...if they start to make noises again. That means that they aren't paralyzed....you get to have fun with one of them. If they give you touble.....well....I'll make sure they can be trained." The gentke voice said, Jazz saw a furry..short, perhaps around 4 feet or so, with round ears, small whiskers, small giggles, around the neck and a small white coat wrapped around leather clothing. Some kind of Moyse? Definitely weaker, softer.
 
Jazz looked at the mouse, he seemed nice but he helped catchwd her. But she was fit, she could take him if she got a chance.

The large bull looked at the taller one and smiled. "I will take first chance at the larger one, more my type" he says ogling her body. He was close to twice the size of the mouse and the girls.
 
Monica wanted to fight again, her muscles and her brain unable to works together. The Bull making her uncomfortable. The Mouse giving a shrug at his friend's preference. "Do what you want, they're only human." He said as he put a ring of keys into the Bulls pocket for the 'Pet' Cells.
 
He nodded, moving closer to Monica, his musk heavy and strong. He was eyeing the human girl, lust sparkling in his eyes. "Should probably do a quick inspection. " his massive hands moved to Monica's large tits, squeezing and groping them rather roughly, large enough to cover them conpletely
 
As he fondled her hefty breast with easy, Monica's breathing shuddered, her eyes getting red as sher breathing got uneven with terror, unable to move while she was overwhelmed. 'N-no-' she though helplessly. Her tears fell faster, his smell making her barely able to breath. "Into the Cells first." The Mouse said
 
He looks at the mouse and huffs "fine" he grabs both girls and hoist them over his shoulders, hands grasping their asses quite firmly as he took them to a joint cell. He tossed jazz who whimpered and drew his attention back to Monica. "These wont do" he says, grabbing her clothes and tearing them off, leaving her in her undergarments
 
Monica gasoedvas her shirt and camping clothes were ripped off easily, leaving a a black sports bra abd Grey panties, not looking to impress really by the time sgecwas captured. Her tears fell faster, snot starting to form out if nose as her terror made her heart hammer in her chest. "Please- please- no- " she managed to force out,
 
He tosses her a stern glare. "You will have to try much harder to gain sympathy here." He says looking at her body. "I like mine bigger like you. Definitely my type" he speaks . "Tiny said to wait till you can move but no harm in getting started early " he says as he slides a large, rough finger between her legs
 
He was not ready to fuck her yet ans knew she was not either. Not that he cared about her readiness much. His fingers as thick as some larger human cocks. He pressed against her pussy. Rubbing the slit through the material. "Mmm yes fight"
 
The bull smiled and pulled away "mmm not bad. Let's see what else you got" he says tearing off the rest of her clothes to admire her body

Jazz started to be able to move as the drug wared off. She started to crawl while the bull was distracted and the cell door wide open
 
Monica yelped as her underwater was snatched off, her breast sagging down with weight, they were huge, like dodgeballs, her skin peglrefctly smooth, abd her body still git. Her belly was flat...for now. Abd her pussy had a small cut strip of black hair. She saw Jazz moving out the corner of hurler eye, her heart raising, her hope lingering. Maybe...she could get away.

As Jazz crawled for freedom, seeing rows of other cells, humans of all kinds simply...siting there. Some hiding in corners, some laying limp on their bed rolls with....pearly substance leaking out onto the floor , some staring into space, drooling like nothing was going on up stairs, others in restraint from head to toe, blindfolded, suspended. Gagged, and even wearing some kind of headphones.
 
"Damn I was right about you. Basically built like a cow with those udders" he says smacking them with his large hands. "Can't wait to see them swollen with milk."

She whimpers seeing the humans in various states, noticing some furies in the mix as well, from the city like herself. This place was a nightmare. She got up on her shaky legs and started walking, moving a bit faster
 
She winced as she Qasim slapped, yelping as her breasts slapped together and bounced in front if him. Her dark nipples hardening a bit from the cold air.

As she fled Jazz saw two doors one that was probably the way out, a large wood door, with few locks on it, thr hall split with another door, with a metallic door, scrapped together , with light coming from underneath it, and the louder rumbling of a generator.
 
"Hmm, they may be just big enough to have some real fun" he says reaching down ans pulling his pants down. His cock sprung up, smacking her relentlessly in the face. It was larger than his fingers was, perhaps bigger than her arms. The musk was heavier than ever, straight from the source, veins pulsed and throbbed. He grabbed her tit's, sandwiching his cock between them.

She looks at the door and hesitates. Seeing the locks. Biting her lip she goes to the door with the light coming from it
 
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