Chapter 10 - The Mouse and the Panther

Marcus groaned and sat up with a yawn. He rubbed his eyes and took in his surroundings. Bonnie was lying next to him as naked as he was, cum streamed from her gaping pussy and caused Marcus' dick to harden. The only thing stopping Marcus from banging the boxom redhead was a lack of memory about the previous day.

He sat and stroked himself, stretching his prepuce over his glans as he pieced together his memories. His meat stick throbbed from his recollections of a chinese girl scratching at his back, her slick and tight cunt squeezing his schlong for all of the seed it could fill her with. He remembered holding down a blond French girl and pounding her like his life depended on it. He remembered the blond leaving and sticking his pecker through Bonnie's welcoming slit.

“Nice.” He'd scored with three beautiful women in one day and didn't even remember how. He did recall smelling something odd and that was when the foursome started. But what Marcus couldn't realize was that the pheromones that drove him into his bestial breeding fury were long since dispelled. Nor could he have known that the plant that created the scent had devoured and was continually impregnating a screaming and broken Meili.

What he did know was that there was another woman staring at his fully erect and bulging penis.

The girl had amber eyes with a cute round nose. Her brown skin was a hue of dark bronze and she was nude save for a short loin cloth covering her crotch. Thus, her enormous tits were on fully display for Marcus' hungry eyes. Those round orbs were tipped with pinkish-brown nipples that stuck out like needles. The woman had a fit form with a flat stomach and shapely hips and thighs. A tribal tattoo was etched into the bottom of her left breast, Marcus thought it resembled a mouse.

“Hi.” Marcus said waving his hand. The native girl did not approach, she just stood in place, a mongoose perched upon the crown of her long flowing black hair. “I am Marcus.”

The girl likely did not understand him, but she tepidly approached. Step by step, she slowly came closer and then took a knee in front of Marcus.

“Swear...you better take responsibility...cause-” A now awake Bonnie turned to see the native girl and then looked to Marcus. “Leave this to me.”

“Okay.” Marcus didn't argue. Bonnie was the one who'd studied the tribal languages of the Amazon's natives after all. He just sat with his raging boner, watching as a nude and freckled Bonnie greeted the native in a language that the girl seemed to understand.

The girl spoke back and now Bonnie was talking back and forth with the girl. As they laughed and exchanged words, Marcus let his mind wonder to comparing their breasts. Bonnie was at least an G-cup and maybe even an H. But the native was at least one cup larger and yet, neither girl had any back trouble.

“Her name is Mivri.” Bonnie said and played with his prepuce to get his attention. He enjoyed it so he didn't stop it. “Her tribe sent her as an offering to the Temple of the Sun and those who live there.”

“Temple of the Sun?” Marcus asked and raised an eyebrow at the native. Mivri's mongoose sneered at Marcus as a challenge. He knew that many ancient peoples had revered the sun as a diety and that practiced would be passed down one way or another. Still, he had never heard anything about a temple in the Amazon. “Does she know who lives there?”

“No...she wasn't told.” Bonnie replied. “All she was told was that they were of Kukulkan's brood.”

“Kukulkan?” A light sparked in Marcus' mind. He recalled his father's research and the many words that different languages used to describe a certain legendary creature. He shot to his feet with an excited smile. “The feathered serpent that the Ancient Mayans, Aztecs and Incas worshiped.”

“In others...it was the sun god and in some, created the cosmos.” Bonnie joined in and turned back to Mivri. She spoke again and asked another question. Mivri's expression fell and what she answered gave Bonnie a frown on her freckled face.

“What's wrong?” Bonnie looked down at the ground as Marcus put an arm around her shoulders. “What did she tell you?”

“Liza...” Bonnie answered. “It's...I better if I translate the whole story...”

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The panther cub roared unhappily. It's front leg was caught in the jaws of a bear trap. Worst, was that the poor creature was surrounded by two man-animals. It swiped at the humans, trying to ward them off with its small claws. Nearby, the cub's sister had pounced on the humans in an attempt to protect her brother.

But it was no use.

The cubs were too small and the humans were too tough.

“Alright little Simba.” Fatsani said, examining the trap alongside Rosemunda. Nearby, Saga, Nichoni and Meiko were looking at the other cub, ignoring the scratches on their skin “This'll just take a few moments.”

Simba swiped at Rose when she leaned close to the cub. The cub's claws caught on her cheek and left shallow cuts on her fair skin. She winced from the attack and put a hand on the bleeding cuts.

“Can't imagine how strong mama is.” Rose joked and the equally cut Fatsani gave her a questioning look. “What?”

“We need to be quick. Mama might be looking for this cub and if she sees us with him.” Fatsani put a finger across her neck, sending a clear message to the german teen. “Alright...here's how this goes. We each put a hand on the springs and close them by pressing. That'll loosen the jaws...and we'll be able to pry them off the cub and pull him out.”

Rose nodded as both girls got to work, pressuring the springs and compressing them as hard as they could. As they compressed, the pressure on the jaws lessened and the cub was more easily able to wiggle its paw out of their grip. As they were about to grab the cub's leg, the cub pulled its leg out of the trap and slowly bounded off to its sister.

“Well I'll be damned.” Fatsani noted as she and Rose let the trap snap back together. The group then watched as the cubs looked at the humans before running off into the tall grass out of their sight. “That cub's going to be a king when he grows up.”

“Perhaps.” Noriyo agreed and looked at the trap. “We should keep it for ourselves. We may need it...”

An hour later, Zaida was nervously holding the two cubs. The dark-gray felines purred and played with Zaida's long hair. Clawing and rubbing against her dark locks as the bedouin beauty controlled her breathing.

“Relax.” Noriyo advised the nervous woman. “They are playing. They're still too young to know how to kill.”

“Still don't want to chance what mama knows.” Fatsani noted and heard a distant roar wash over the camp site. The cubs perked up their heads, recognizing the sound and jumping down from Zaida's lap. “That...was papa.”

The cubs responded with cute roars of their own. Noriyo thought they sounded like squeaks, closer to neko than fierce panthers. The roar sounded again though with greater strength as if responding to the cubs.

“Sounds like a lion...” Zaida observed as Nala rubbed Simba's head and disappeared into the undergrowth. “Hey! Come back!”

“I think Nala's gone to get papa.” Fatsani noted as the wounded cub Simba eased its way to Fatsani and rubbed her leg. She leaned down, soothing her hand through the cub's fur. “It's alright little prince. We'll get you back to your pride soon.”

“Panthers don't have prides.” Nichoni pointed out when she and Rose returned to camp. “Leopards...that's what I mean...they tend to hunt alone.”

“Nothings typical in this jungle.” Rose countered and held out several collected coconuts. “This is all we can find so far. How's Saga?”

“Still asleep.” Noriyo replied, walking to where the swede girl was rolled into a blanket with a warm wash cloth on her forehead. “She's breathing easier...but she still needs a doctor. The pit...it may have infected her hornet wounds...” Noriyo stayed on her knees looking at her sheathed katana. Memories flooded her mind of all of the times she had spent with Meiko.

Now she was gone.

Pressed within the foul confined innards of a bottom-feeder carnictis. Her unconscious form saturated with slow acting digestive fluids as the engorged worm bathed in mud. Iryna, Camilla and Olivia had all suffered the same fate. Now they too were nothing more than the trapped contents of bulged carnivorous worms. 

Noriyo knew that she shouldn't blame herself. And yet she did. She wanted to help these girls and now half of them were eaten anyway. Worst, her friend Meiko and associate Galina had been eaten as well. They never could find Galina's body nor was she with Saga's group down in that pit. No one in the group had anyway of knowing that Galina, as well as Avani had been devoured by a pair of anaconda brothers. The great serpents were resting in the canopies of the jungle, their heads resting with satisfaction on the prominent feminine swells bulging from their bodies.

“This should help her until then.” Nichoni set two coconuts next to Noriyo and handed out others to the rest of the girls. “Rose thought she saw a water hole...maybe we can get a monkey for meat.”

Simba's head grunted approvingly. Fatsani chuckled at the eager cub. “Now you've got him excited. You sure you don't need any help?”

“No thanks. We'll hunt better with two.” Nichoni assured with a confident smirk. “Besides, if too many of us move around, those bastards will find us again.”

“Just be careful then.” Fatsani told the girls as they departed. “If anything happens, just scream for us.”