by Silver Lake
The lion padded forward and growled again. Callie stared in wide-eyed terror, unable to move or speak. The lion stared at her for a long time then began to shimmer. As Callie watched without comprehension as the lion’s body rippled and elongated transforming in to a well-muscled man. Callie recognized the man as Dylan, and he was naked.
“Don’t be afraid,” he said, his terrible smoldering eyes fixed on her body. “We’re not going to hurt you.”
“What are you?” Callie gasped, fearing she’d gone crazy. “What are you doing with me? Let me go!”
“We can’t do that Callie,” Dylan said in a pained voice. “We need you.”
“What are you talking about?” she half-screamed, almost losing herself to hysteria. Despite the insanity of the situation, her gaze lingered on Dylan’s firm sculpted body. His dick, hanging soft between his broad legs, was thick and looked succulent and Callie began fantasizing about sucking it.
“As you must now be aware Callie, we are not ordinary humans,” Dillon went on, seemingly oblivious to the erotic feelings he was arousing in the girl. “We belong to a race of shape-shifters. We are Primals, beings that can assume the body of a certain animal. Once our race was numerous, but we have slowly faded away over the centuries. What you see here is all that is rest of a once proud species.”
“Please, I don’t understand,” exclaimed Callie. “Please don’t hurt me.”
“You’re not listening,” Dylan snapped, frightening her in to silence. “We don’t want to hurt you. You’re too important to us.”
“Important? Why?”
He lowered his gaze, seemingly embarrassed. “As I say, the Primals were once a proud race, but we have been slowly dying out. To make matters worse, a hundred years ago, humans, people like you, discovered our existence though we tried to stay hidden from humanity. We were hunted down almost to the point of extinction, so our elders ordered the survivors to enter suspended animation. We hoped humans would wipe each other out and then we could re-emerge and take over the world.”
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” Callie said in an exasperated tone. Tears were running down her face. “Please, just let me go.”
“It’ll become clearer later, but please just listen and try to understand,” Dylan said, growing steadily agitated. “We stayed asleep until a few years ago, our entire race concealed in our last colony, but something terrible happened. The computers that controlled the suspension systems malfunctioned. Everyone died, except the five of us you see here. What’s worse, all our females died as well. Our race is doomed unless we can propagate the species.”
Callie had had a hard time trying to follow what he was saying, but she began to get the general gist when he started talking about no females and propagating the species. An unpleasant thought slivered in to her brain. “What do you want me for?”
A sad smile tagged at the corners of Dylan’s mouth. “We need to breed Callie, if our species is going to survive. Because there are no Primal females left, our only alternative is human females. We’ve tried to put off the necessity for a long while now for fear of discovery and our natural aversion to humans. We’re afraid we could be killed, and then that will be the end of the Primals. We were going to try and integrate with the human settlements nearby but now you have come along, and there might be hope for us yet.”
Callie swallowed. “What exactly are you saying?”
“We need to…breed with you Callie,” Dylan said. He seemed as embarrassed as she was shocked. “It’s the only chance we can continue the Primal species. You will be treated well, and looked after. Every comfort will be provided. But in return we must mate with you.”
“You are going to fuck me?”
“We will try to be gentle Callie,” Dylan said drawing closer to her. He was looking hungrily at her body. “But it has been a very long time.”
As he spoke, his dick had begun to harden. Around him, the other animals watched her with a hungry heat in their eyes. Despite herself, she felt the fires of arousal inside her. Dylan was extremely attractive and her cunt began to grow moist.
“Please,” she said in a ragged voice. “You shouldn’t do this. Just let me go. I won’t tell anyone about this. I’m going to start a new life in Mexico.”
Dylan and the other animals had gone silent. As she stared at them, the beasts began to shimmer and change, taking human shape. She realized each of the men shared the characteristics of the creatures they could transform in to. The monkey was Josh, unsurprisingly, Kent the wolf, Tad, the huge powerful stallion, and Vin was the tiger. Naked, and in their human forms they looked gorgeous, and she couldn’t stop herself from getting hornier at the thought of them having her.
Dylan stood over her now, his fingers stroking her legs. Her breathing quickened and she felt the swell of her labia inside her panties. His eyes stayed welded to her body and his hands slowly moved up the length of her body. Callie moaned and thrust her hips upwards. He reached her t-shirt and began to play with her firm pert breasts. The girl closed her eyes as he caressed her nipples through the fabric, making slow circular motions with his thumbs.
“Oh fuck,” she gasped.
She became aware of someone else’s hands on her bare legs as Dylan fondled her. She opened her eyes again and saw Tad massaging her calves and thighs. The others watched the pair intently, shifting back in to their animal forms.
Her body tingled at the sensations the two men provoked in her. She strained against the ropes holding her down and wet heat spread between her legs. Dylan leaned forward and crushed his mouth against her lips. His breath tasted exquisitely of whiskey and tobacco. She responded eagerly to the kiss, losing herself in his animal power. Lower down her body, Tad ran his tongue along the length of her left leg. He yanked off her sneaker and began sucking at her bare toes. The feel of his tongue made her cry out.
As Dylan kissed her, his hand came down to touch her between her legs. His touch sent electric jolts along her spine. He began clawing at the buttons of her denim shorts before losing patience and yanking them open. His mouth came away from hers and he turned his attention to her cunt. Without preamble, he ripped apart the shorts with his powerful hands and tore off her panties. Callie was engorged, her clit swollen and inviting. She wished desperately that her hands were free so she could play with it, but for the moment she was at the mercy of her captors.
Dylan looked down at her hungrily, and ran his finger along her shaven slit, sparking fireworks through Callie’s body. She bucked and groaned, driven wild by his touch. Slowly, he teased her clit then brought his mouth down to suck and lick at it.
Meanwhile, Tad had removed her other sneaker, and holding her ankles, he rubbed his thick black meat between her bare feet. She pushed them together to heighten his pleasure.
Dylan’s tongue sank deep in to her silky folds, exploring the sensitive walls of her vagina. He went back to her clit, stimulating it with his mouth while he eased in two of his fingers to rub the rough tissue of her g-spot. Callie felt the tide of orgasm engulf her.
“Oh fuck! Yes! Yes!”
Hot juice gushed unchecked as her g-spot swelled up and released its sweet fluid. Dylan engulfed it eagerly, drinking her in like a thirsty man in a desert. The feel of Tad’s fat cock vanished from her feet, and he padded round to where her head was. Without having to be prompted, she turned and opened her mouth, and he rammed his big meat down her throat. Callie clamped her lips round its girth and sucked vigorously, wanting to take every inch of him. Tad grabbed a fistful of her hair and shoved himself in as far as she could take.
Sated on her ejaculate, Dylan moved his mouth away from her sticky cunt. He climbed on to the haystack and Callie felt his heavy weight press down on her. His hard cock squashed against her thigh before he pulled it away and pushed it slowly between her legs.
Its thick girth filled her tight void, and she bucked again under the pressure of being penetrated. She clamped tightly on to Tad’s meat though, suckin
g him even harder. Her cheeks burned, and sweat clung like a shroud to her. Dylan let out a satisfied sigh as he sank between her folds. His dick pushed easily inside her now, and he growled as he starting fucking her, ramming hard and pinning her down beneath his weight.
She rode on the waves of pleasure and pain, losing herself to the sweet delirium of Dylan thrusting body. In her mouth, Tad’s bitter meat made her throat burn and she luxuriated in the musky scent of his fat balls and pubic hair.
“Oh yes,” grunted Dylan. “Oh fuck yes! Ah Callie! Callie! Callie!”
His seed shot in to her, a hot geyser of passion. She thought again of what Dylan told her. She was to be the mother of the Primal race. She realized with a surge of panic that she could be getting pregnant right then. It was scary but strangely erotic.
Dylan stayed inside her for a few moments, panting hard, and then slowly withdrew. As he did so, Tad pulled his dick from Callie’s mouth. He padded over to her open legs as Dylan stood back, caressing himself as he carried on watching.
Tad’s strong, ebony dark face looked down on her, and his eyes burned with feral lust. With one powerful sweep, he ripped apart her flimsy t-shirt, exposing her breasts. His big hands squeezed them tightly as he eased his meat in to her dripping cunt.
“Oh Jesus!” Callie’s voice was ragged and her throat sore from the sucking. “Oh fucking Jesus! Fuck!”
A cruel grin split Tad’s face. His teeth flashed glacial white. “Breathe easy girl. Just relax.”
She looked down at the thick black meat sinking in to her cunt and the rush of orgasm engulfed her again. With slow, grinding thrusts, he fucked her hard sending her in to the sweet oblivion of ecstasy. Her nipples hardened beneath the rough palms of his hands.
“Oh fuck,” she yelled again. “Fuck me! Fuck me!”
He took his time, pounding her deep. The muscles of her vagina clamped tight around his monster cock and she yelped and moaned throughout. When his hot load emptied in to her, she felt a twinge of disappointment that the slow fuck had finally come to an end.
Gently, Tad pulled out of her, and planted a single kiss on her forehead. After the savage animal lust both men had displayed, she found the gesture wonderfully sweet. Tad untied her and lifted her up in his muscled arms. She curled up in his embrace and slipped in to a deep, oblivious sleep.
*
“Welcome to Guardian City,” Josh announced with a wide flourish of his arm. Standing next to him, Callie could do nothing else except stare. Directly before her was the huge cavern that lay beneath the farmhouse. Large globes hung suspended from its roof shining a bright yellow light down on the sprawl of white cube shaped buildings that covered the cavern floor.
“This is the last refuge of the Primals,” said Kent. “It’s here we came to sleep when humans were determined to destroy us.”
“It’s amazing,” Callie finally said. “But how? How could you build this without anyone knowing?”
“There are a lot of things we’ve done without the stupid humans knowing,” Josh grinned. “Present company excluded of course.”
It had been three days since the encounter in the barn. She had woken up in one of the bedrooms in the farmhouse, and true to Dylan’s word, she’d been looked after and provided food. The men had tried to make her comfortable and hadn’t touched her again, but she had seen the look of hunger in their eyes. Now, they had shown her the secret passage from the farmhouse leading down to this secret underground city.
“It’s unbelievable,” Callie said as they walked down the main street. Josh, leading the way, stopped at a two story house a little ways along and touched a chunk of crystal set in the wall. A featureless door slid open and he guided her inside.
“Welcome to your new home,” he announced proudly.
Callie stared round the interior of the house. It was tastefully furnished with soft rugs on the floor and elegant antique furniture, in sharp contrast to the futuristic architecture of the dwelling. She went over to the chaise lounge and settled herself down on the soft cushions.
“The house has running water and heating,” said Kent. “There’s a TV too, and a music stereo. Everything you need.”
“This place is like something out of science fiction,” Callie said.
“The Primals have access to ancient technology from Atlantis,” said Kent. “It served as the backbone of our civilization.”
“Atlantis?” Callie stared at him agog. “With all this technology how come you couldn’t fight back against humans?”
“Humans play dirty,” Vin’s voice came from the doorway. “We tried to fight back but we weren’t strong enough. Ironic really.”
“So you went to sleep,” said Callie. “But not all of you woke up.”
“I lost a lot of good friends,” Josh said sadly. Callie felt for the boy and reached out to squeeze his hand.
“Don’t be sad honey,” she said. “You can begin again.”
“Talking of that,” said Vin sidling toward her, “I think we need to continue our propagation program.” He caressed the obvious bulge in his jeans.
Callie tried to be angry at his presumption, but she felt her own heat rising. She was eager for another session. She smiled up at him, and slowly pulled down the zipper of his jeans.
“Ah yeah,” Vin said huskily. He pulled out his large dick and pushed it in to her face. She leaned forward and opened her mouth, swallowing his meat. He let out a low growl and stroked her hair. “Yeah, suck it. Suck it.”
She savored his taste, sucking him hard. Kent came towards her and began to unbutton the jeans they’d provided for her. She was wearing no panties, and he buried his face in to her cunt as soon as he saw it. Waves of pleasure ran through her and she felt herself grow wet. Her clit began to swell, and Kent expertly sucked along her outer and inner lips engorging her labia. Josh still hung back, a hard-on clearly visible in his shorts. His eyes were wide saucers of desire and his mouth hung open as he watched the impromptu threesome.
As Callie sucked off Vin, Kent began hitching down her jeans, pulling off her sneakers in the process. Letting his hands guide her, she moved in to a crouching position on the chase lounge. She kept Vin’s meat in her mouth, refusing to let it go. Vin breathed deeply, feeding it to her with obvious relish. She felt Kent’s spit splash on to her asshole. Callie almost pulled away in shock, but she was too wet and hot to stop what was happening. Slowly, one of Kent’s fingers eased in to her ass crack. Callie tensed and let out a muffled moan.
“Just relax,” Kent said huskily. “It won’t hurt if you relax.”
Callie obeyed, focusing on Vin’s dick. His hand gripped her head tightly, and she closed her eyes as Kent’s finger slowly moved in and out of her ass, lubricating it with more of his spit. The discomfort drifted away, becoming a strange but pleasant sensation.
“Suck my balls,” Vin ordered. “Suck my fucking balls.”
Reluctantly, Callie released his dick and buried her face in his musky ball sac. She slowly ran her tongue along his hairy nuts, eliciting more moans of pleasure, before enveloping them in her mouth and sucking hard.
“Ah yeah,” sighed Vin. “Fuck, keep doing that.”
As she obliged him, Kent slipped another finger in to her ass. With both digits, he pushed in as far as he could, and began stimulating her g-spot from behind. Her skin tingled with orgasmic sensation and Callie clutched at Vin’s legs. A heartbeat later, Kent’s dick pushed in to her, and she had to stop sucking Vin’s balls so she could cry out.
“Yeah, let him fuck you,” Vin snarled. “You like it in your tight little ass?”
“Yeah! Yeah!” moaned Callie.
The tiger man pulled off the work shirt she’d been given, and left her completely naked. He grabbed her hair again and pushed his dick back in to her mouth. From behind, Kent pounded her hard, his own animal lust overriding the need to be gentle. Callie melted under the onslaught and she felt the hot trickle of her cum juice run down her legs.
“Fuck I’m
gonna cum!” yelled Kent. “Fuck! Fuck!”
He emptied his load inside her, and the thought of being used so roughly made her cum again. She writhed on the chase lounge, keeping Vin’s dick firmly in her mouth. Panting hard, Kent carefully pulled out of her. He hadn’t even gotten undressed, and he wiped his wet cock before putting it back in his pants.
“My turn,” grinned Vin pulling his dick out of her mouth.
Before she realized what was happening, she was flung on to her back. With his jeans round his ankles, Vin clambered on top of her and rammed his dick in to her aching cunt. She cried out as he speared her and clutched his body as he rode her without mercy.
He let out a deep growl as he came inside her, and held her in his strong embrace. She listened to the beat of his heart and drifted away on the sound. For the first time in her life she felt safe and protected. Vin nuzzled her hair and nipped at her ear.
“Wonderful darling,” he whispered playfully.
That only left Josh. He was stood rooted to the spot watching him intensely. A large damp stain had spread out across his shorts. Vin let out a derisive laugh.
“You’re not going to get her pregnant if you jizz in your pants Joshy,” he chuckled.
Josh’s face went red, and he looked away in embarrassment. Callie felt instantly sorry for him. “Leave him alone, you big bully,” she said, nudging Vin in the chest.
“I’m only joking,” Vin said, he kissed her gently on the nose, and pulled out of her. “Joshy knows I don’t mean it.”
“Don’t worry Josh,” Kent said. “You’ll get your turn.”
Callie shifted round on the chase lounge, making sure Josh got a good view of her naked body. He looked up shyly at her, and she smiled. She certainly hoped he would get his turn and as soon as possible.
*
His turn came later that week. He crept in to her house one night when she was sleeping. As a general rule the boys lived in the farmhouse above as they had chores to do, but sometimes they came to the city, each of them choosing their own residence to sleep in. Callie thought she’d find living down here lonely, but she felt she belonged here. This was her home, and the Primals were her family.