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Lindsey cringed when Graybeard began to sniff at her hair and stroke her hairless face with surprisingly tactile fingers. She was astonished by his gentleness. Slowly she relaxed and allowed the Big Foot to fondle her arms, belly and breasts as she watched his large paws intently. Lindsey kept her legs firmly crossed at the ankles as he explored her body.

The Big Foot seemed fascinated by her firm breasts, he was mesmerised by her soft hairless skin. His head kept tilting one way then the other as he surveyed the tiny naked form. He was confused by her strangeness but aroused.

Lindsey was again dizzy from the fresh burst powerful Yowie musk. Her chest was already coated with Number One's sticky chest Secretions. She watched grey Beards man breasts and saw the paws around the nipples weeping musky Secretions.

Lindsey didn't want to be bred again but the air reeked with Yowie musk making her week and dizzy. The overpowering smell robbed her of the will to resist his need to mate with her. Lindsey was aware that her pussy was chafed and a little tender but she wasn't concerned.

The Big Foot's attention now worked downward toward her belly and into the sparse light fur nest of her pubic mound that was caked with sex secretions. Grey Beard couldn't help but notice that the tiny girl moaned and rolled her eyes and bit her lip as he played and explored her fragile body.

He also noticed and smelled her pussy that was congested with Number One's lingering cum.

Lindsey was now sure that Number One had impregnated her and this sent a chill through her entire body. The memory of his thick penis crown scraping her vaginal walls, aroused her as Greybeard became bolder in his exploration of her. She rolled her eyes back and covetously watched the throbbing Yowie shaft as it bounced expectantly, against his hard belly.

Number One remained close watching as Grey Beard teased Lindsey. The other two Yowie were resting in the shade but also watching and waiting. Lindsey was struggling to maintain her resistance to the old Yowie. The Alpha was confident of his place and was recklessly ignoring the others. He continued to fondle her so delicately. Lindsey closed her eyes and made funny little whimpering sounds as her tummy trembled. How could she be excited by this Yowie so soon after she had been violated so completely by Number One?

This was an elderly male, still strong, still virile presumable, with many mating's behind him. He was patient but Lindsey realised that his foreplay was not going to last much longer. Her body was on fire from his teasing hands that had even dipped into the tender slushy pond of her vagina.

Several minutes passed as the emboldened Alpha male Yowie teased Lindsey relentlessly. Her nerve ends tingled and she wanted to scream, to beg for release. How could it be? She wondered, so soon after being so completely fucked but it was how she felt.

More minutes passed and things remained much the same. Lindsey was being teased and fondled, the professor took photos of all the Yowie, David watched and wished he could sum up enough courage to challenge the Yowie and chase them off, The girls were either appalled or excited or both. Restless spits of rain fell.

Number One had decided to lay down and brood over losing his female to Grey Beard but that was the Yowie way. The first male on reaching the female in heat would have her first but the older male took president after that, and Grey Beard was the older male.

Fighting was seldom resorted to in Yowie culture and that was something Lindsey was yet to find out because although extremely strong, it was not what the Yowie did best.

Grey Beard had been the exception, on a few occasions, and he carried the scars to prove it. The Yowie's very existence relied on cooperation and stealth, not confrontation. Their numbers were few and females were never harassed by the males. Very soon the Yowie would be extinct if nothing changed, altogether with new blood, especially with more females, they may survive in their old ways.

The breeze was shifting and a light rain increased. Number One lifted his head and smelled the wind. He smelt another male, a fifth male, some distance away but he also got another whiff of the Dark haired female. She smelt stronger than she had before.

He turned in the dark-haired girl's direction. She was wearing the human covering a skin of rags that he had seen Lindsey shed several times. At the same time, the girl glanced in his direction and held his gaze. He sensed her willingness and his focus now shifted away from Lindsey to Michelle.

Rising lazily from the ground Number One moved cautiously toward the girl on all fours. He seldom moved this way but by staying low he hoped that he would not intimidate what may be a skittish female that had not been mated before.

Michelle had glanced several times in Number One's direction, fascinated that his penis had remained long, draped across his lower leg glistening still, but not hard. Number One had continued to watch Grey Beard petting, Lindsey. Although he wasn't erect his penis remained tumescent.

The Professor saw the approaching Yowie first, he alerted the rest of the group. They moved away a few metres hoping The Yowie was heading into the bush but Michelle, watched the others retreat but remained where she was. She was now closest to the approaching Big Foot and still, their eyes were locked. Those eyes, Michelle shivered, She seemed to drown into them. The Yowie smell that repelled so many drew her forward.

The Yowie stopped and raised himself from the ground to full height. It was reminiscent of the way a Big Red kangaroo might act. It was a magnificent, imposing action. He must be about six and a half feet maybe seven feet tall Michelle considered.

The Yowie's strong scent was even stronger as he began to pee down his leg into his matted yellow/brown fur. The pungent stream splashed onto the ground but mostly it sprayed his leg. Number One was excited in his special way.

He wanted the female's attention in the same way as all-female Yowie responded to the musky aroma of the male urine first. Although, under normal human circumstances, Michelle would have been revolted by this action the musky pheromones given off by the Yowie very presence, along with the hypnotic gaze of the beast, excited her.

The last dribble splashed to the ground as the Big Foot moved a step closer. He was imposing to the slender girl but his actions were non-threatening. However, the other three of the Professors group moved off a little more, encouraging Michelle to do the same.

“Michelle for heaven's sake don't just stand there the professor encouraged,” but Michelle didn't respond.

She stood her ground just staring at the approaching beast who just thirty minutes before had been fucking Lindsey. Now Michelle could see the lust in his big brown eyes that were fixed on her. His wide nostrils flared as he devoured her scent and was showing his excitement in a very male way. Michelle became even wetter and the beast smelt the sudden flush of her growing aroma, his tongue ran around his lips as he pondered his next move.

The eyes of the Yowie held Michelle in their watery hypnotic stare and Michelle couldn't didn't want to, move. Now just inches from the girl Number One marvelled at her size she was even tinier than Lindsey. Her hips were more narrow though not male by any means. Her chest was smaller, he thought, but he couldn't tell with any certainty until she was naked. He raised his hand slowly and reaching for hers. Michelle, almost swooning, offered her hand up to him, committing to him.

“Slut,” Vanessa hissed. Michelle glanced Vanessa's way but didn't respond.

“Vanessa that's unkind,” The Professor chastised but he was confused by the younger girls response to the smelly, fascinating creature. You don't suppose she might be ovulating as well? He asked no one in particular.

“What do you mean?” Vanessa almost snapped. The professor inclined his head in Lindsey's direction before answering.

“Well, Lindsey and I thought that the Yowies interest in her was sparked by her ovulating, being in heat so to speak. If that is the case then it might be the same with Michelle. Both girls are not repulsed by that evil smell. The rest of us are including yourself,” Lindsey nodder her agreement at the Professors observation. “It just maybe their monthly condition can be detected by the Yowie and in turn is making them more susceptible to breeding with the creature. Lindsey, as best as she could work out, was at the height of her fertile period. It is just a thought.” He looked at both Vanessa and David then back toward the campfire now extinct.

Taking her arm the Yowie led the unresisting girl to a moss coved patch of ground near the fire, opposite Lindsey and Grey Beard. Lindsey was biting her lip hard as she continued to passively resist the old male's stimulation, Her resolve had subsided, she looked languidly at the new arrivals.



The younger girl didn't see her, she had her eyes still firmly focused on Number One and she seemed to be willingly following the smelly Yowie. The professor had been using his camera since he arrived and continued to take photos as Michelle was led away.

As Lindsey was looking at the unfolding events on the other side of the now-dead campfire she had rolled a little onto her side. Grey Beard seeing an opportunity slipped his hand under the arch of Lindsey's back and flipped her over onto her stomach. Lindsey yelped with surprise and drew a deep breath as she landed face down on the groundsheet.

Grey Beard straddled Lindsey's lower legs and continued his gentle exploration of the strange hairless female. Her warm smooth body felt good to touch and she seemed to respond to his lighter touches best. Lindsey groaned as he slid a digit along her spine barely touching her. She shuddered again as the finger continued its journey into the crack dividing her two perfect ass cheeks. Her behind was sticky wet from the leaking cum from her previous mating. Grey Beard rubbed his finger and thumb through the sticky slime and into her tender portal. He brought his finger to his flaring nostrils smelling the sticky leavings. Lindsey still with her legs locked together looked back into the Lap of the kneeling Grey Beard. His partly erect penis began to harden before her eyes.

The finger returned to her ass crack and he slipped it backward and forward in the cum soaked crevice. Lindsey responded to the stimulation by lifting her behind from the groundsheet. Still, the beast played with the girl that was ripening under his hand. Panting and breathing in raspy gasps Lindsey was now beyond denial. She lifted her behind even higher by drawing one knee up to her hip then the other. Her slightly parted legs revealed her puffy, red chafed, battered vulva. White Beard took this as an indication of her readiness.

He leaned forward and sniffed at the girls pussy. Yes, he was certain she smelled powerfully of female in heat. It wasn't as open and swollen as his Yowie females would be but all his doubts were gone. When Yowie female was in season, they dripped continually, but there was no doubt about this females condition. She was wet with Number One's cum and some had even dried in clear flakes on the folds of skin that peeked out from her slit.

For several minutes the big Yowie inspected the presenting female. He touched the puffy mound that was covered lightly with curly blond hair. The mound was divided by two puckered folds that were slightly parted near the top, exposing her pink entry portal. She moaned and he purred his pleasure

Greybeard parted the panting female's folds. The pink wet slash of femininity that was revealed made his balls churn and his club-like penis sprang up hard, very hard, immediately it was spraying a fine mist from the tip. He was ready and he would no longer be denied. Immediately he moved in behind the now compliant girl.

Gripping her well-rounded hips firmly with his big paws he lifted her rear end up and back toward his waiting penis. His shaft pulsed when it touched her smooth butt cheek. She trembled and moved her knees apart. He brought Lindsey back further until the club end of the penis touched her vagina. She shivered and whimpered in expectation. Oh! She was ready alright and she pushed herself back onto the bulbous tip

Feeling the female against his penis, Grey Beard pressed his into the slimy folds of flesh hiding her opening. The wrinkled, distended skin parted easily before the invading penis bulb and the Big Foot stabbed firmly into her. His firm thrust and her sloppy passage allowed him to slip all of the ways to the back of Lindsey's vaginal sheath.

She shivered then whimpered but backed onto him as he pulled back. Lindsey liked the full feeling and the friction although she was tender from her earlier mating

Michelle finally looked across as she heard Lindsey's ragged breath. She watched Greybeards penis sink into Lindseys pussy and disappear. The younger girl absently licked her lips as she watched. Number One could feel Michelle trembling through her tight-fitting clothing. She was suddenly afraid of what the beast would do to her but she didn't know how to stop him. She was a virgin and reluctant but the musk annulled most of her fear and stimulated her arousal so that it overrode her reluctance. Number One was becoming frustrated at not being able to find what he was seeking and his rough pawing of the girl showed that frustration.

Michelle wanted to rise and run but once she reached the sitting position her limbs failed her. The powerful Yowie stench was both sickening and intoxicating.

“No please let me go,” she pleaded I don't want to do this. But the only hold that the Yowie had on her was her lack of willpower to move. Rape was a concept that the Yowie didn't understand, persistence was. Had she moved away he would have followed until she surrendered but he Wouldn't force her to submit.

Michelle was torn between two emotions, lust and fear. The Big Foot's intoxicating Musk was breaking down her fear and her will to resist. Normally pheromones attract members of the same species but the Yowie scent attracted the human females once their senses distinguished the actual gland odour from the smell given off by the rank smelling fur.

Michelle looked at the Naked Lindsey her hair hanging in wet ropes as the rain increased, Lindsey's back and shoulders were glistening with water. The hairy beast holding her hips was making long strokes into the groaning women. Lindsey looked at the younger girl and gave a wane smile shaking the rainwater from her face as she did.

Watching the rutting White Beard and hearing the wet slapping sound as the two bodies came together stimulated Michelle even more. She observed Lindsey's adequate breasts swung with each searching plunge of White Beards penis. Michelle's groin clamped tightly, aching agreeably, as she watched. Her rising tension told her she would soon surrender to Number One and deep down she hated herself. Then with a deep sigh, her trembling hands fluttered toward her shoes, hesitantly she removed each one in turn then crossing her hands she gripped her T-Shirt and lifted the now rain-sodden garment over her head and discarded it on to the ground. She wasn't wearing a bra, on this expedition, it was an impracticable garment surplus to actual need. Her small, pert white breasts, with extremely puffy nipples, were exposed to the cool air suddenly and were instantly covered in goosebumps. Number Ones searching hands cupped her breasts with enthusiasm. They were a little bigger than his own but the puffy nipples intrigued him.

Michelle trembling fingers snapped the button of her Blue Jeans and with trembling fingers, she slid the zip down. Her heart was racing, her mind was numb and her ears were buzzing. At the sound of the zip, the Yowie turned. Michelle raised her hips and pushed her snug jeans down rolling her panties along with them.

When the Jeans cleared her knees Michelle kicked her remaining garment clear of her legs. Conscious of her nakedness on the increasingly wet moss cover and feeling the bite of the cool mountain air she crossed her chest with her arms.

The rain was falling heavier now and it rolled from Michell's powdered brests in little torrents. Number One wanted more access to the female and he pushed her gently. Michelle didn't resist but lay down in her back looking up at the towering gum trees spreading branches above her. The shivering girl was more vulnerable now, she knew that but she was past caring, she shivered.

At the moment Michelle had kicked her Jeans clear the Yowie caught a glimpse of her pussy and he was curious. The other female's genitals were covered by a thatch of hair, not thick, but tight and curly. This female had no hair at all and her female slit was tightly closed with no prominent folds of flesh protruding through the tight labia. But the glow of moisture around the base of that slit told him she was aroused and possibly in season, but he already knew that, his nose had told him all he had wanted to know.

Michelle had closed her legs after she shed her clothes. Now she waited on the Yowies next move. At her side, the Yowie lent over the prone girl and sniffed at the tightly closed junction of her legs. Her odour was strong, very strong and his penis responded to the stimulation with a violent jerk, he whimpered an almost baby-like whimper. Michelle saw the jerking shaft and a tear rolled from her eye, just one and she found her breathing came in short pants. What she hadn't seen was the other four furry legs surrounding them.

Encouraged by the young woman's seeming compliance he began to lick at Michelle's lower belly to have her open up to him. Michelle was shivering with cold and her groin ached with a growing desire to be mounted. He pocked his tongue into the crease on her lower belly at the junction of her legs. His needs were rising fast, she had a sweet human smell that he neither liked nor disliked.

He had to access the vagina that she had concealed between her clenched thighs. Michelle was moaning with the stimulation of the searching tongue but at the moment of surrender, she realised that she couldn't lose her virginity to this smelly animal.

The Yowie was leaning over her as he licked and slobbered on her tight young belly. With his revolting hair brushing against her breasts Michelle lifted herself on her elbows. She was looking directly at his penis it was hard and so Macho. She had never seen a penis before today and she had often wondered how they felt. With her mind under the influence of the Yowie musk, she was beyond curious.

Unthinking Michelle reached up to touch the rearing shaft. It was bobbing just inches from her breast. Her head was spinning, The head of the penis was oozing a clear jelly-like liquid from the tip. Michelle cautiously moved one finger to the seeping penis tip.

The penis twitched on contact with the finger and Michelle moved her finger back quickly, startled. When the Yowie didn't move away Michelle's finger moved back to the tip, even though the penis again twitched on contact the girl began to rub the sticky seeping lubricant along the length of the Yowies penis.

First with one finger then emboldened with two, finally, she wrapped the penis shaft in her now lubricated hand. The rampant Bigfoot was making a purring, rumble deep in his chest, like a cat. His testicle sack churned and his penis spasm was abrupt. Seeing the churning scrotum Michelle brought her other hand across and cupped the seething sack and was surprised at the weight and warmth.

As Michelle concentrated on the Yowies genitals the beast continued to lick and probed with his tongue. At some time she had become aware of the other Yowie close and watching but didn't care. Number one had seen them as well and although wary was also not concerned.

“Oh god I'm going to do it,” she spoke out loud although it was meant to be a thought.

Michelle parted her legs in one motion of surrender as she had seen Lindsey do earlier, then drew her knees high. The Yowie now had access to her hairless vulva and he sniffed deeply and tasted her wetness one more time letting the girl's scent assault his sensitive nostrils.

Michelle had continued to work the Yowie's pulsing penis. She saw the tip enlarge but didn't realise that he was on the verge of an orgasm. The Yowies needs now were overpowering and he needed to fuck the female badly. He pulled away from Michelle's gripping fingers and in an instant, the Big Foot was between her open thighs. She closed her eyes as the Yowie covered her and began to thrust his hips into her soft warm crotch searching for the soft spot.

Michelle clung to the rank fur of the beast's side and held her breath, waiting eyes closed tightly. She had never had sex before and now she was about to be mated by a beast that was not supposed to exist. The probing engorged tip poked into her folds but he was too high to enter her. Several short prods later and the Yowies penis head parted the protective folds and plunged deeply into the shivering girl with one plunge, so urgent was his needs. Michelle screamed as he filled her tight untapped sheath with his thick penis. It was more than uncomfortable for the young woman but it created a pleasant ache in her groin. She was no longer a virgin.

The Yowie was on fire as he humped excitedly into this young human, his second human in less than an hour. Her brand new portal clung to his penis tightly and she whimpered and grunted. Tears ran down her cheeks and mixed with the heavier rain splashing onto her face.

Groaning, Number One held himself hard against the girl, trying to prolong the feeling of the pleasant, clutching warmth of the tiny female. The small girl had brought him to the edge so quickly and now he couldn't hold back. He needed release. His bulbous penis head flared and filled the tight young girl, painfully blocking her vagina and sealing her.

Michelle screamed once more as he pressed hard against her cervix. As he had flared he felt the tugging pain in his groin send the first spurt of sperm along his shaft and into the untouched depth of the little female under him. He came and came and came, so great was the pleasure of his orgasm in her tight confines he sunk his teeth into her, biting mindlessly, a brand of passion into her slim white neck. Michelle screeched in agony and thrashed about then subsided with a horse whimper as the Yowies penis throbbed and throbbed as it discharged his copious cum into her tightening belly.

The professor made a move toward Michelle but David held him back.

“No professor, who knows what the Yowie might do if a male, any male, approach them while they are mating.” The professor acknowledged the sense of the advice and brought his camera back to his eye resigned to the fact that events were now way beyond his control.

Vanessa had been watching intently and her strange stirrings worried her, she was uncomfortable with how she felt. She defiantly was not ovulating, but she was aroused, aroused as she had never been stimulated before. As her friend was taken by the Yowie she regretted what she had said about her previously. Not thinking she ran to Michelle in the pouring rain, the Yowie still had Michelle pinned beneath him. Her eyes still closed, and there was a funny expression on her face, she breathed heavily.

“Are you okay, Mich? I didn't mean what I said, I truly didn't, I'm sorry. I am sorry.”

Michelle breathing was ragged and she grimaced as she lay almost totally concealed under the beast that had ravished her. Slowly her hand appeared from under the Yowie and she reached for Vanessa's hand and squeezed it hard. Minutes passed.

“Wow that was quick, wasn't it?” Vanessa didn't think it was but she nodded agreement anyway. Michelle shook her head as best as she could, to refocus her foggy brain that was still being fed by Yowie musk. She looked at her friend dreamily and made an effort to speak. It was weird trying to talk to your friend with a Yowie dick deep in your belly she thought.

“I'm okay Vanessa I hurt a bit, no, it hurt a lot. Not so much now, but when he went in it was so sudden, I felt as if I was being torn open. Well, I was I suppose. Now it's a sort of nice, uncomfortable, full hurt if you know what I mean. but I guess I shouldn't have done what I did.”

“What did you do?” Vanessa asked, confused that her friend was shifting the blame to herself and not being angry with the Yowie.

“I shouldn't have touched his thing, I think I got him too excited.” The Yowie turned his head toward Vanessa and looked her in the eyes, a long and languid stare. Vanessa shivered as the brown pools disturbed her a lot. Number One sniffed the air and slowly eased himself up and slipped reluctantly from Michelle's snug vagina. Vanessa saw the flared head pop from Michelle and her eyes widened.

“You played with his slimy penis and that big mushroom thing?” she was incredulous

“Uh-huh,” Michelle looked at the drooping penis and nodded, She was surprisingly composed Vanessa thought, “but it wasn't like that when he put it in me. Michell rose to her elbows, It felt like it swelled up and flared suddenly before he came. It stretched me inside, It was uncomfortable, like being stretched, then I got all warm inside and the pressure increased as he twitched.

The Yowie was confused by the female chatter and growled, a deep-seated growl of annoyance.

“My god Mich, are you ok?” Hearing Michelle detached de***********ion of what happened to her Vanessa had become quite runny. Her crotch itched. Vanessa couldn't help but watch as a creamy glob of Yowie semen formed at the entrance to Michelle's pussy then slowly oozed out spilling between her butt cheeks onto the soft wet ground. Vanessa eyes widened as she saw the excess cum roll from her friend, then lifted her eyes in embarrassment.

“Jesus your neck is bleeding Mich,” Michelle reached to her stinging neck. Only then did she realised she had been bitten by the Yowie.

Neither girl was watching the Yowie who was still kneeling near Michelle and he wasn't finished with her. He shuffled back between Michelle's still opened legs and Vanessa pulled back with surprise. The Yowie was again erect, bouncing and focused on Michelle's pussy. He took her by the shoulders and pressed her back down onto the mossy ground. Michelle looked at Vanessa and raised her eyebrows as the smelly beast covered her sinking into her deeply.

“Professor have you got the medical kit Mich was bitten and will need a shot I think,” Vanessa called to the bewildered professor.

Across the extinct fire, the sound of a wet plop of Grey Beards penis slipping from Lindsey's sloppy pussy made Vanessa turn. The Older Yowie had been humping Lindsey for over twenty minutes and he was breathing hard. His penis had the mushroom tip that Vanessa was so intrigued by, but it was deflated quite a bit by the time he had withdrawn from Lindsey's turgid vagina.

“You okay, Lindsey, ” she paused and realised she had been saying that very thing quite a bit. The bedraggled Lindsey, like the Yowie, was breathing rapidly. Brushing her lank wet hair from her face, Lindsey nodded. Vanessa could see Lindsey's chest rising and falling with each gasp of air when she crawled to the sodden rug to sit. Like Michelle Lindsey seemed to have been bitten on the neck, not badly she thought, but the blood mingling with rainwater streamed across her naked shoulder.

“I thought he was never going to cum,” she gasped out breathlessly, “When he did it just gushed out.” Lindsey nodded toward the two Yowie that had been watching Michelle. Lindsey was quick to her feet as the duo were heading toward them. “Looks like I'm not finished yet Lindsey groaned with despair.”

Lindsey looked to Grey Beard first, to see what he was doing, then her attention turned to the approaching Yowie. Grey Beard was also watching the two Yowie approaching the young women. he remained resting on the ground where he had been since he had left the ravished girl. As the younger Yowie approached both were now looking toward Grey Beard expecting to be warned off. But as they neared Lindsey, Greybeard turned away.

Lindsey's heart sank but she continued to watch the approaching twosome. Without taking her eyes from them she spoke to Vanessa as she raised her hand.

“Help me please,” Lindsey asked Vanessa. The blond girl stepped around the sodden fire pit ashes, reached down and assisted Lindsey to her feet.

“Now let's move over to the Professor and see what happens.” Both girls headed away from the approaching Yowie, maintaining the distance between them. Then with surprising speed, both the Young Yowie sprinted around them and placed themselves between the girls and the men. When Lindsey and Vanessa tried to edge around the blocking beast their moves were covered. Gradually the Yowie closed in on the girls and they were shepherded back to the centre of the clearing.

Heavy rain was now falling and Grey Beard barked sharply, followed by a gabble of urgent sounds. A strange guttural sound that must have been some sort of command. The two younger Yowie seemed to respond instantly. One of the Yowie grabbed Lindsey and the other one caught hold of the surprised Vanessa and swung her over his shoulder. At a slow trot, both Yowie left the clearing heading down the slope toward the creek. Number One stopped fucking Michelle and looked up disgusted to see the other beast disappearing. He then turned toward Grey Beard and returned the bark. Unfinished he withdrew from the startled Michelle. Like the other two beasts, he picked the girl up and set off down the slope with Grey Beard close behind.

The Professor and David just stood opened mouthed as the girls and the Yowie disappeared into the bush.

“Quick Professor, get the two-way radios they are on the ground near the first aid kit.” David ran down the slope in the direction that the Yowie had taken followed by the panting Professor who held the two handheld radio out to David as he arrived.

“The Yowie have headed upstream toward Wild Dog Mountains, and the boys are somewhere up that way.” David panted.

The Big Foot gang were indeed heading upstream their large footprints bore testament to their direction. As they crossed the creek the Yowie had put the girls down and drove them ahead, they pushed on quickly. The rain increased to a constant downpour as the Yowie party with urgency pressed onward.

The four young men, after getting the call from the panicking professor thought they had spotted someone moving along the opposite bank but it was only a fleeting glimpse and they decided it was probably nothing like the wind and driving rain was obscuring almost everything beyond a few metres. A second call from the Professor told the men to stay put and keep their eyes open for any movement. He and David had positioned themselves on either side of the rising creek in case the Yowie doubled back, and they waited.

The Yowie didn't double back but continued upstream crossing the creek several times as they threaded their way through dense brush and boulders. After two exhausting hours, the Yowie swung back South and up a steep slope.

The going was difficult but there appeared to be a faint semblance of a track about six inches wide, no more than that, and they were following that faint path through the trees as the rain increased.

“look at that creek down their its already running a banker,” Lindsey pointed out to both girls who were cold and shivering. Vanessa had clothes to protect her from the tearing brush as they passed Lindsey and Michelle were not so lucky. It was very slippery and dangerous on the slope from the constant soaking rain. Their footprints would be already obscured as the ground turned to slush.

The Yowie fur, always matted and greasy, hung like tangled wool from their backs and the rainwater dripped from their steaming bodies. Lindsey and Michelle naked and shivering looked miserable their hair was plastered to their faces and their bare feet were cut and bleeding.

Vanessa found her saturated clothing heavy and uncomfortable not ideal on such a hard walk. Her boots were slipping on the rocks and slippy clay as they scrambled upwards. She was exhausted.

“I can't go another step,” Vanessa gasped as she stopped and with hands-on knees, head bowed. The Yowie marched on then began to break off from the track and spread out through the trees. Each Yowie gave Vanessa long looks as they went past. The last Yowie grabbing her arm forcing her to follow him, stumbling and breathing hard.

Then when it seemed that Vanessa would collapse, they rounded a large boulder, it was bigger than a house. Two smaller rocks sat near the junction of the large boulder and the cliff face they stood barely two feet apart and the Yowie directed the girls into the gap between. A metre beyond the entrance the small gap opened into a huge limestone cavern. The air was foul and it was pitch black inside. The darkness didn't seem to hinder the Yowie who appeared to be able to find their way without difficulty in the darkness.

Although the girls couldn't see a thing, they were shepherded forward by the Yowie. There seemed to be some sort of gradient that led to a higher level. Here it smelled even worse than the area below. Lindsey stumbled over what felt like fur and fell into a deep fur bundle. She heard the whimpers of fear from the other women but she couldn't see them.

Then there seemed to be a flapping noise something like a dog would make as it emerged from the water. Lindsey and she presumed the other girls as well, were covered in spray as the Yowie shook the water from their fur.

“Where are you Michelle,” Lindsey called desperate to know if the other girls were O.K.

“Just here,” Michelle replied from just a few feet away.

“And I'm over here,” Vanessa anticipated the next inquiry, “What is this place?”

“Some cave, probably part of the Jenolan system I guess.” Lindsey speculated but actually, she had no idea.

“It smells worse than the Yowie does, but I guess it is dry” Michelle observed.

“That reminds me, Vanessa, you can't stay in those clothes you'll get pneumonia. You best get out of them quick” Lindsey advised.

“No chance, I lose my clothes and one of the stinking beasts will be on me in a flash.”

“Your choice of course,” Lindsey conceded, “but if you keep your legs together they won't force you, they will wait for you to offer yourself.”

Vanessa did feel uncomfortable in her heavy clothes and after several minutes of consideration, she began to shed her clothing feeling for and finding a cave wall where she dropped the sodden garments in a pile.

The girls had now moved close together to sit. Their eyes were gradually becoming accustomed to the darkness in the cavern. Things and people were just vague shapes but it was now a little less scary. One of the Yowie had moved close to Lindsey and laid down next to the exhausted girl.

Another beast was drawing the reluctant Michelle to the fur-covered cavern floor close by. There were three shapes near Vanessa but she hadn't been accosted. The girls were becoming used to the wet Yowie stench and now the Musky smell increased and assume dominance.

The third Yowie in the group close to Vanessa had joined the others just outside the Professor's camp, just before they started this mad rush to the cave. He stood out because he had a pronounced hunch to his back. He seemed comfortable with the rest of the group.

The closest of the Yowie to the sitting Vanessa reached for her arm and tugged at it.

“Let me go,” she snatched her arm away from the paw and the movement was so violent that she fell sideways.

Lindsey watched the faint image of movement close to her. It was easy enough to distinguish Vanessa's shock of blond hair as it tumbled around. All three Yowie seemed to be kneeling close to the blond girl.

From what Lindsey could see in the dim light all three Yowie seemed to be doing what the other Yowie had done with her and with Michelle, they were stroking the blond girl gently all over. Lesley cursed to herself as she envisaged not one but three sets of hands teasing paws sliding over the blond girl's smooth skin. It was Yawie foreplay and Vanessa was weeping softly and whimpering.

“Keep your legs together they won't force you, honey,” Lindsey advised and thought about her own mother's advice.

“ Oh god! there are three of them, Lindsey, all soft hands everywhere, I feel funny,” then a long pause,

“No don't, don't do that, LET GO... of me, NO... NO... ooh!” her protests died away

“Vanessa?” Lindsey hissed

“ Arrr, don't...do ...that,” Vanessa tried to roll away from the paws only to collide with another kneeling Yowie.

“Let...me...up,” she panted and Lindsey saw the blond girls head and shoulders lift but no matter which way she moved she was blocked by one of the smelly beasts. Lindsey could hear in Vanessa's voice that she was not going to be able to resist the Yowie advances for much longer.

“Oooooh!...No...don't, NO...no...no, get your hand away from there, don't...Noooooooh, Oh please, please leave me alone, please,” she begged then. Her complaints tapered off and she began to breathe heavily.

“Please I, I don't want.....toooo,” then one of Vanessa's knees lifted followed by the other knee then they seemed to lower and Lindsey guessed that Vanessa had opened herself to the Yowie. Lindsey could see one of the shapes move to her raised knees and its high profile began to lower along the girl's body. “NO..No nooooo.” then a gurgling sound, then quiet. It was like watching an x-rated shadow puppet show.

The Yowie covering Vanessa was beginning to lift and lower on the girl as his hips prodded for her vagina. Lindsey knew what was happening from her own experience but she watched anyway. The formerly reluctant blond girls outline was blurred by the beast between her thighs.

A paw grabbed at Lindsey's leg and she jumped, Grey Beard had also been watching the events next to them and with his night sight, he had a much better view. Now he wanted his new mate again.

Lindsey weary from the long fast walk just rolled onto her back and opened her legs for the old beast. She neither had the will, strength or inclination to resist. A muffled scream followed by a gurgling grunt then a deep gasp told everyone in the cave that Vanessa had been penetrated by her Yowie lover. She whimpered and cried and there was a slapping of bodies grunts and whimpers as well.

In the space of the next hour, Vanessa had been taken by all three Yowie and the wet slapping sound and the powerful scent of sex was exciting all the Yowie in the cave. Lindsey's sight had improved so she was seeing things a lot clearer and she could see that Vanessa was not getting any rest as she was about to be covered for the fourth time.

Lindsey had heard what she suspected was Vanessa organising on two occasions. Now Vanessa was thrashing under the beast covering her as the sloppy sound of sex echoed throughout the cave. Vanessa had lowered all of her inhibition.

Much later all the Yowie had exhausted themselves with the three girls and had melted away into the night. It took some time for the girls to realise that they were alone in the Yowie cave but when they did realise that they were alone, common sense prevented their escape.

The rain was still falling heavily, so heavy they could hear it deep inside the cave. Where had the Yowie gone Lindsey wondered, surely not out into that downpour? Escape was fraught with too many dangers for them, It was far too dark to negotiate the slippery ill-defined path to the creek.

Even if they could the journey from the creek back to the camp would take a lot of effort but mostly luck to find their way. Hard in the daytime impossible at night. The route that they had used to get here would be blocked by the rising water in the creek and they would have to find a different path, if there was one, and the girls doubted that. They waited for the faint glimmer of dawn through the heavy overcast before they could even think of an escape from the Yowie den.

“You were worked over some,” Michelle observed with just the hint of smugness that Vanessa missed.

“Nine times if that's what you mean,” she answered sullenly.

“You counted?” Lindsey had a twinkle in her voice.

“yes I counted, don't you?” the blond snapped back.

“Well, yes but I was only twice here and twice back at the camp. Nine times is a lot, are you okay?”

“I'm ok I think, no damage that I can feel. My neck is stinging from a couple of nasty bights and I'm tender and squishy down below. I am leaking stuff all down my leg and I am all sticky but the worst is, I stink like a Yowie.”

“Let us go wash in the rain,” both Lindsey and Michelle suggested at once. And all three girls stepped out into the cold rain and scrubbed their bodies with their hands rapidly.

“No they weren't rough at all, well not really, their things stretched me a bit though, but I'll be ok I'm sure.” Vanessa Was saying to Michelle as they stepped back into the shelter of the cave. The conversation then dwindled and the girls made their way to the back section to await the first light and hoped that the Yowie wouldn't return too early.

The rain was still falling heavily as the faintest tinge of light defined the heavy black clouds above. It was hard to tell the time in these miserable conditions but the girls decided it was time to move. They knew their descent would be extremely difficult and the Yowie would surely be returning soon.

The creek roared below them, filled with the overnight rain it had flooding the valley floor. If the girls held any hope of retracing their steps it was now gone. The beasts must have known the danger of being cut off from their cave and that was why the urgent calls that resulted in the girls kidnapping from the camp had occurred.

As the three young women stepped out into the chilling, piercing downpour their sense of misery heightened. Within seconds they were wet and cold and their cuts and bruised feet from yesterday were already on fire. For a moment Lindsey considered staying in the cave but the absolute dread of remaining here as a Yowie sex slave made her press on into the miserable morning.

The sex was not a problem, she had grown to accept the gentle ministrations of the Big Foot lovers but the overpowering stench of the beasts and their den, not to mention the unknown of what they would have to eat if they remained any time at all made her press on.

They had hardly gone ten metres when Michelle slid in the slippery clay that made up a good proportion of the steep path. She had landed on her back and was covered in the sticky mud. Her black hair was also matted with the stuff and this only added to her total misery. They found that walking sideways down the slope served them better especially if they were able to hold onto the rocks or roots which littered the slope.

It took more than an hour to negotiate the slope only to find that their way, in all directions, except back up, was blocked by boulders, dense shrub, vines in all directions and of course the flooded creek directly in front of them impossible to cross.

Almost exhausted the girls looked at each other with total dejection.

“What now,” Vanessa shouted above the noise of the racing water of the creek. No one answered but they all looked back up the slope. The sky was lighter now and they could see the lay of the land better.

“Let's go back up a bit and see if we can traverse the slope. It's going to be hard but we don't have too many choices girls." Lindsey suggested with little enthusiasm

Another hour later and all three of the young women were near exhaustion. They had moved around the slippery hill slope only to find another creek fed into the one that led back down the valley and there was no way that they could head east in the direction of the camp. It was clear that anyway out of here required the crossing of a creek, and all of them were raging torrents. While the rain persisted they were stuck on this hill.

“I'm freezing.” Vanessa moaned.

“Me too.” Michelle added, “We have to find some shelter or we'll all die of exposure.”

“Well there's no way out of this place and the cave is the only shelter that we know of.”

With a dejected sigh Lindsey made the obvious suggestion“Let us go back, what do you say,” Vanessa was near exhaustion and looked at the other two dishevelled girls for affirmation. They nodded without much thought except the dire need for shelter.

In single file they retraced their steps as best they could in the heavy rain, right back to the Yowie cave. No one spoke until they neared the cave entrance.

“If we can't get out maybe the Yowie couldn't get back,” Lindsey suggested as they picked their way past the entrance boulders.

“It doesn't matter if they are or aren't here we only had two choices, one was to come back and the other to die out there. I would rather be fucked by a dozen Yowie than die out there.” The other two girls quietly agreed and they edged into the dark smelly interior of the dry cave.

“Now we're no longer getting wet all I want is to be warm and dry.” Lindsey almost sighed with relief, “Let us get up to the gallery cave and wrap our-self in some of those furs.” She was already moving up the slope as her eyes continued to grow accustomed to the darkness of the cave.

“Oh shit, girls those firs I wanted to wrap about me, I think they may do their wrapping.” Lindsey paused then began to speak once more, “I reckon you might have got your wish as well Vanessa.” Lindsey knew that this was going to be The Night of the Bigfoot.

All girls stayed close to each other as they edged into the cavernous space and looked about the dim interior. There were perhaps ten Yowie now maybe more sitting about on the floor. They appeared to be eating and there was no fire.

“What are they doing Lindsey,” Michelle whispered.

“They are eating that's what they are doing and there's no need to whisper love, they know where here.”

“God I wish you hadn't mentioned food I'm starving,” Vanessa spoke for all of them, it had been more than twenty-four hours since they had eaten.

“I don't think you would like to eat what their eating”

“What is it?” Vanessa had to know.

“At a rough guess, probably Kangaroo, raw, not even singed, you still hungry.” Before anyone could answer one of the Yowie rose from the floor and came to the girls. It was Grey Beard, his distinctive facial hair was discernible in the gloom. He took Lindsey's hand and led her back to the centre of the cavern where all the rugs, as well as the Yowie, were.

“Well I'm freezing and if the only way to get warm is to screw a Yowie that's what I'm going to do,” Michelle made her way to the group of smelly beasts and pushed through to the centre of the feeding tribe. She lay down on the skins and Vanessa followed her. The warm soft fir stank as everything did in here but on her naked wet flesh, it instantly began to make her feel better. She drew one of the many skins up and used it as a towel on her body and hair. Vanessa did the same.

Not six feet away Lindsey was already spread out under a panting Grey Beard as she found an alternative way to get herself warm and dry.

It was a busy afternoon and night for the girls. Vanessa was by far the busiest perhaps it was her blond hair that attracted attention, she wasn't ovulating like Lindsey or Michelle were. Both Grey Beard and Number One were reluctant to part with Lindsey or Michelle. When Greybeard had fallen asleep for a time one of the other Yowie was quick to take advantage. Lindsey didn't resist and he took ages to ejaculate into her. He was already spent after using the blond on several occasions.

The remaining Yowie were sharing Vanessa and one after another she accommodated them. Several made her orgasm and one in particular who seemed to have a larger penis tip spent long periods with her. He alone brought her to orgasm on each of the three of the four times he had taken her. The other girls could not miss the events as Vanessa gurgled and whimpered when she hit her peak.

The faint grey light penetrated the cave and the exhausted, sleepless girls finally got some peace. Lindsey and Michelle had become busy late as both Grey Beard and Number One finally gave the other Yowie access to their converted females.

Perhaps they thought that they had done enough to impregnate the girls or maybe they were just too tired to resist the other beast's advances on their mates. Whatever it was, that motivated them to surrender the girls, it meant that Vanessa was left alone except for the male with the big penis tip. He now had her spooned as they lay together, his penis was twitching between her legs as he demanded her one more time.

The other Yowie had left the cave in ones and twos in the last half hour before dawn but Big Nob remained, he had not finished with the blond girl wrapped in his furry arms. He began to rub Vanessa's nipples with one hand and diddle her clit with the other. She had only just fallen asleep and the ministrations of the Yowie made her stir.

“Go away I hurt down there, haven't you had enough,” she mumbled her protest but the Yowie kept petting her. “OK ok, just one more time,” Still with her eyes closed she rolled over and Big Nob followed her. The other girls watched in awe as the Club like tip, almost twice the size of the other Yowie, pressed and stretched Vanessa's pussy until it forced its way past her surprisingly elastic opening.

Vanessa grunted as it entered her but the Yowie didn't press himself too deeply into the trembling girl but began to make short shallow prods with a rolling movement of his hips. Vanessa's legs lifted skyward and even though she was looking in the direction of the other girls she didn't see them. Her eyes were rolled completely back and she was biting her bottom lip. For perhaps two or maybe three minutes the beast continued in this fashion.

The girls saw Vanessa's Jaw tightened and began to quiver. Her entire body was beginning to tremble then, suddenly, her ass lifted sharply up forcing the beasts nob deep into her belly. Vanessa screamed, louder than she had at any point during the night, and she has screamed often enough on occasions, her entire body heaved and jerked violently almost dislodging the beast.

The beast made several deep thrusts, then with his penis deeply embedded in the soft, pink, thrashing female he held himself deep and made six or seven short jabs with his powerful hips Then stopped and his entire body went rigid. She made a gurgling cry as the large penis flared deep in her pussy. The girls knew how the average Yowie could fill their tight vaginal sleeve but could only imagine how this one must have been stretching their blond friend inside. Her eyes were tightly closed, as they had been since her orgasm began, and now as both girl and beast came down from their passionate peek, Vanessa slowly opened hers and looked at her friends who couldn't tear their eyes away from the intense copulation.

“Isn't he wonderful,” she cooed and her friends could do nothing but nod agreement.

Michelle and Lindsey had been at the cave entrance for perhaps ten minutes when Vanessa finally arrived to join them. Big Nob had already left the cave drained and presumably happy. A light scud of rain was falling but apart from the grey overcast, the sky was mainly light. The valley below them was a blanket of mist. In the valley, the creek had stopped roaring through the gully as the water began to drop back quickly as the rain had eased.

“Looks like we can try again,” Michelle suggested. “How're everyone's feet?”

Lindsey was the first to speak. “well I don't know how far I can walk but we can at least try. It is not so much my feet now but my legs and back are aching, my belly's bruised and my pussy is chafed to buggery” All girls nodded that they felt much the same.

“Did you keep score again last night Vanessa?” Michelle enquired with irony.

“Yes, I did as a matter of fact.”

“Well?”

“Fifteen including that last one. That boy accounted for five fucks but I think his sack was running on empty this morning.” the other two girls laughed and the tension of their time here was relieved.

“Bugger me, fifteen Jesus girl and you are still standing?” Lindsey was shocked by Vanessa matter attitude, as well as the number. She knew that they all should be traumatised by the events of the last two evenings but all of them seemed, amazingly, normal it was as if it had been an everyday occurrence in their lives.

Well, your fifteen has it then I was humped by number one three times before he let the others have me and I think it was eight times all up,” Michelle replied then turned to Lindsey, “you Lindsey?”

“Nine, one of them got a sneaky one in while Graybeard took a nap between fucks and before the free for all began early this morning.”

The small party of three took most of the day to reach the main camp. They were only just in time to avoid a full-scale search being mounted. The Professor had decided that he had to compromise the secrecy surrounding the expedition to rescue the girls. Now, with the girls arrival naked and limping into the camp, he was relieved at not having to bring in outside players to assist them.

Their arrival would save everyone from embarrassing explanations and for that everyone was relieved. It took a while for the girls to explain what had happened to them. Although looking pretty rough everyone was surprised by the lack of histrionics. They were entitled to be unbalanced by their experiences, which had been horrific by any standards, but they were not. At least not outwardly. The professor made a mental note to get the girls counselling as soon as he could arrange a suitable person to do it. After a little thought, the Professor decided to break camp and head back to Lindsey's holiday cabin immediately.

David had recommended that they stay put for the night but the Professor decided the party needed to regroup and debrief before the next step of the expedition could be planned.

“Things have changed David and the girls need a good bed and attention and we can only get that seen to at Lindsey's family cottage.” The Professor was firm and unrelenting about what was best at that moment.

It was a difficult journey for the girls, it took most of the night to cover the short distance. The girls had to rest their badly cut and bruised feet, which had been bandaged heavily, every twenty minutes or so and even with help of the men there were times when each one of them thought that they would have to give up.

Once back in the cabin the girls showered and had their feet attended to. All of the girls had several shots of various vaccines to hopefully avoid infection from their bites that looked nasty as the blue bruising area spread.

Immediately afterwards they went to bed. All three slept for more than fifteen hours. Lindsey woke first and still sleepy she stumbled to the bathroom to inspect herself She was a mess and her hips were bruised and scratched, Her belly was sore to touch and bruised as well. She had lots of scratches all over and her hair was a tangled mess and she worried that she might never get it untangled. Her groin was chafed and swollen. Her very tender labia were also distended and bruised badly. Her back had lots of abrasions from spending the best part of two nights being fucked hard. She was still groggy when she made her entrance into the living room, where all of the men were gathered, deep in conversation.

“Good morning Lindsey,” the professor greeted airily, “How are you after your sleep.”

“Better but still a little groggy, it's going to take a while to get back to feeling human I think.”

“Your feet, how are they.”

“They hurt like hell Professor I don't plan on doing any running any time soon.” Thankfully he didn't mention her other bits, she couldn't handle that conversation just now.

Lindsey was offered a hot cup of coffee and some warm toast as she sat in the most comfortable chair in the place, which was offered gallantly by David.

“Lindsey,” the Professor continued, “we were trying to decide what the best plan would be from here forward. We have hundreds of extremely good photos, indisputable I would suggest, as well as an hour of high-quality video. Even when the footage and photos that could compromise you girls is extracted we still have plenty of good evidence. But we do have a very big problem to overcome.”

The professor looked around the room before he spoke again, “When we release these pictures everyone and his brother will be Yowie hunting. That will surely mean that the Yowies will be hunted all over the valley, captured for research, perhaps put on public display. They have been mythical until now but if we show the public that they exist they won't exist for long, they will be extinct within the year.” He looked around the group again and Michelle and Vanessa had now joined in to complete the compliment. Both girls looked terrible. He coughed to clear his throat then continued.

“If we don't release the photos, one of us will deliberately or inadvertently tell someone that we had an encounter with the beasts. The press, although sceptics without scruples, will demand that we release the photos. They will most likely pay to be the first to get them and pay well. Now I don't want to sound like Jesus but one of you will betray the rest of us that goes without saying. To avoid the ensuing problems, I propose that we destroy all the pictures here and now. Then if someone makes a slip, they are more than likely to be seen as just a bitter nut case in the face of the other denial of an encounter by others. It may be untidy but the girl's honour is being protected.”

David went to say something then just shrugged.

“David,” the professor looked at David and offered him a chance to speak.

“I have been looked on as a nut for years and I can remain one for a lot longer I guess. While they remain mythical beast I can represent the myth but I don't think I can carry the burden of being one of the people that destroyed the myth permanently. Let us burn the photos and erase the movie's.” David stepped back from the group and looked at Lindsey sheepishly.

“Okay everyone, discuss it if you want, it's up to you if you want to have your say your welcome.”

In the end, everyone agreed to destroy the images and to remain silent about the Yowie. Conservation ruled the day. However, was there possibly two maybe three pieces of potential evidence that they were all overlooking?”

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