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Kirin Goes on A Hunt	By : Fox_JJ Category: +M through R > Monster Hunter Views: 9628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Kirin Goes on A Hunt
- 2-The First Hunt: Kelbi and the Unexpected Monster
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Sun beating down on her white fluffed hair, spiky and waving in the wind. Small beads of sweat hanging on her forehead, occasionally releasing and running down, causing her to wipe her arm across. The slightly cool breeze that rolled over the humps of hills did little to relieve her from the muggy, hot day. Kirin sighed, groaning the more she walked. She heaved her mallet to the ground and rested her arms on the base of the handle, placing her head on the slowly tanning limbs. She looked down at the green grass, beads of sweat dropping to the blades. Why did I have to go out on such a HOT DAY?! She complained in her mind. Her clothes were damp, and they constricted against her body. Her tube top covering on her breasts had a light sheen from the sweat that had soaked through the thin layers of woven cloth. Areolas slightly visible, the pink ring of flesh pressing against the fabric while her small nipples created small mounds from being hot and then the cool breeze hitting the drying sweat. Her fur pieces were heavy and matted together. Weighing her down as she moved. Her white underwear bottom had soaked through on the waistband. The top of her navel showing and the V of her pubic mound pressing against the tight, sticking cloth. If one would be able to come between her legs and look up as if they were laying on their back, a small crease had formed where her young folds were positioned, a camel toe clearly evident.

She had been wandering in the wilds for some time. She was incredibly dehydrated with her stomach growling with pains of hunger. Her body was sore and legs felt like jelly. She hadn't come across a single monster let alone see signs of the monster she was to kill. Her contract was supposed to be simple, she never thought that she might be out here for the whole day...maybe even longer. She breathed out and lifted her head, putting her mallet back over her left shoulder and continued on, her boots dragging with every step. She wasn't a person to give up, but she also jumped into things without fully preparing. This was clearly one of those times. Hunters always prepared for long journeys and packed supplies to spend days out in the wilds so they did not have to return to towns each time, wasting precious hunting time. She had not brought a thing to help her. All she had was herself and her mallet.

She was out here for Kelbi. They resembled deer, with either green (male) or blue (female or child) fur. The fur was often woven into carpets or winter coats for humans. Given that they had such deep color, they were sought after by middle class to wealthy individuals to prance around and claim to have a fur coat made from Kelbi fur. However their horns were the most valuable asset. Used in medicine to cure many diseases, many scholars and researchers were attempting to find different concoctions to create cures for incurable diseases. That is why she was out in the wild. To help a professor gather Kelbi horns in exchange for a few potions and some gold. A simple contract but potions were hard to come by and purchasing them could become expensive if one couldn't learn magic.

While it seemed simple, Kelbi were agile and moved in packs, making it difficult to hunt them and attempt stealth. Their senses were keen and they could hear a twig snap from miles away if the right conditions were met. Their nose could smell humans with ease. Being hunted so often and for so long they developed the ability to sniff out the human scent and flee to safer areas before the human even knew where they were located. This part worried Kirin. She just wanted to find one or a few and smash them, take their horns, maybe their furs if she felt like dragging them back miles and miles and claim her reward. The sun was beginning to lower, indicating that soon it would be dusk. In one way, she was glad that it would cool down and she would be relieved from the humidity. On the other hand, it would make tracking Kelbi more difficult since they had dark colored fur. Her best bet was to find a herd fast and take a few out and use the night to travel back.

Moving at night was dangerous. Some of the more dangerous and rare monsters moved at night under the cover of darkness. Many hunters had lost their lives from camping out and being eaten alive by stealthy monsters. She shuddered at the thought of being eaten alive by burrowing giant worms that breach the ground under hunters to swallow them whole. The stories she was told as a child began to creep into her mind. All the fairy tales and scary stories made to keep children in their place. She shook her head and placed her palm over her brow, shading her deep green orbs from the sun so she could view the horizon easier. Still not a sign of Kelbi, and the cast of orange was streaking across the sky. She needed to hurry before nightfall. She should have brought a map at least.

Maps were made by hunters and cartographers to show paths and landmarks. The most important part was that many maps also showed where the different species of monsters could be easily found or where they traveled, migrated or just were spotted. That would be really useful right now...and food...she really wanted food. Her stomach had begun to shrink, and she felt empty. She gripped her stomach with a gloved hand, rubbing it and groaning. It's okay, maybe we'll come across a lizard or squirrel or something. She convinced herself, reaching back to pick out the wedgie that had been constantly sucking back into her butt crack due to the damp cloth sticking to her small round bottom. Sometimes...she really hated that she had been given one of the most revealing and least protective armors for females, but it had it's uses and was actually great against monsters that lived in colder regions. She also didn't mind the revealing aspect. She had grown up wearing as little as possible, being a tribal girl. Her people rarely become anything more than monster food so she was a rarity in that. The older she grew, however, she started to notice that males would try and sexually harass her with how much of her body was shown. Luckily she had her giant mallet.

She noticed the sun was starting to dip below the horizon and she was on the verge of giving up and returning to the town. Contracts generally did not have a time limit. If they did then almost no hunter would be famous or would even complete them. Monsters took time to find and take down. Kelbi were often found daily so horns and furs were in great supply but the demand for them was also kept up due to that fact. With that being said, she should have come across one or at least some signs that a pack had been nearby. She fell to her knees and looked out at the horizon and there...almost like a mirage image, stood a male and female Kelbi, grazing on the fertile grass. Kirin nearly jumped for joy, her body becoming excited at the sight. Her hunter knowledge took over and she knew she had to proceed carefully. Kelbi fled at the first sight of hunters but...they had a major weakness.

Kelbi did not run, they hopped. Four times to be exact and after the fourth they would need to stop and rest before continuing. Granted their hops can cover a good distance, once in sight they were easy to follow and most just let them tire out before killing them. Kirin was far away still, and if they picked up on her they would flee and at this distance they could possibly get away. She was very tired and hungry so she wasn't sure how much energy she could spare to track them for a long time. Lucky for her, the fields of grass became tall, waving in the breeze it offered the perfect opportunity to sneak up on them and bop them. Her giant mallet would be a problem, so she placed it on a small ring, serving as the holder for her weapon. It was large but not so large that she couldn't walk with it on her back she just chose to carry it on her shoulder so she could swing it at will. A hunter had to always be ready.

After hearing it slide and snap into place she came to start of the tall grass and lowered to her stomach, dragging herself into the field she slowly made her way through the long green blades. Her breasts squished against her body, at times almost being pushed out of her top. Her thighs were being scratched and were growing itchy from the tickling grass. She was sweating harder due to the added stress of crawling slowly and the closed in hot air from the grass. The shade was nice, but the dead air in the grass was not helping. Her body was glistening in sweat and she hoped the Kelbi wouldn't pick up on her scent from how much she was perspiring. The tall grass also prevented her from having eyes on the Kelbi so should could be crawling around for no reason at all. She had to keep pressing forward, she wouldn't know if she didn't try.

She heard the grazing sounds close by and she froze. Instinct taking over being from a hunting village. She carefully moved forward to the edged of the Kelbi's location. She could see them now and seeing two close up, she was amazed at how beautiful they were. She almost felt bad that she needed to kill them. It had to be done though, morals be damned it was about survival at the core of it all. The wedgie had sucked back into her crack was was straining against the flesh hidden between her cheeks. She so badly wanted to pull it out but her mind was focused on the kill. Instead of reaching for her butt she reached for her mallet, slowly and silently releasing it from it's holder. She gripped it tightly and inched closer. She was now just a few feet away from the male. She had to take him out first because he would defend the female. There was little between her and the male and she twitched, ready to strike when the male lifted his head, looking around. Had he noticed her? He sniffed the air and seemed to be concerned about something. Maybe he had caught her scent and was searching for her. She was low to the ground and the wind was carrying her smell downwind, there was no way he could. So what was it?

Nothing. He dropped his head back down and began to munch on another spot of grass. The field of tall grass ended where he was and it was another vast rolling plain. This was the only spot she was going to be able to have a stealth strike. She had to do it now, the sunlight was fading fast. She sprang up, raising her mallet over her head and yelling with confidence before swinging her mallet downward, catching the hindquarters of the male Kelbi that had turned to begin the hops. The poor creature let out a pained moan as it's back legs were crushed and pelvis shattered. The female was calling to the male to run with her in desperation as Kirin ended the beast's suffering with a mallet strike to the top of the spinal column. The male gave one last deep bellow and fell dead. Sensing the loss of the male, the female quickly turned tail and sprang off the ground, a good eight feet and bound forward.

Kiring was quick on her heels, or hooves rather. He toned legs carrying her as she followed the sporadic leaps. Four hops later the female came to a stop, crying out for the rest of her pack wherever they were to come help. It was not to be. Kirin had ended her second call for her family with a quick smash to her spine, and she dropped dead instantly. Kirin was breathing heavy and her body dripped constantly in sweat. She had done it. Adrenaline still pumping through her she dragged the female back to the male so she could skin them and take their horns. Now that the struggle was over and the fight in her was gone, she took notice to how badly drenched she was. Her top was practically see-through and her pink tiny nipples poked against the soaked cloth. Let alone the fact that her lower covering had soaked through, her young womanhood clearly visible as the tightly closed together folds pushed against the white cloth. She was glad she was alone and that the night would dry her armor. For now she finally pulled the wedgie from her butt, the string now not even visible it had been stuck in her crack for so long and been scrunched to be a thin line of white. As soon as she pulled it out it would slide right back in so she mumbled a curse and gave up on it. Her bottom was too moist to chaff anyway at this point.

She took out a small cutting knife, and carefully removed the horns first, they were the main focus of this whole mission. The sun was below the horizon now and the darkness of night had begun to spread over the orange and pink colored sky. The breeze was growing cooler and it caused her nipples to perk and harden, much to her womanly distaste. It made them sensitive to every whip of breeze that hit them, sending shivers through her spine and course through her body. It angered her even more that it was slightly arousing as it was soothing. She focused on cutting off the fur, making sure not to cut too deep as it would make the process turn into a bloody mess. She had removed the furs after some time, and she was all but ready to pack up, folding them to make the carrying process easier when her body twitched and her hunter instincts told her that something had been watching her. Her eyes darted to the back reaches of her peripheral to try and see what it was but she didn't wonder for long.

A loud and hot snort was heard. Something large was behind her. She slowly turned and raised her body up, seeing what it was she gulped and a trickle of sweat ran down the side of her head. A Rajang. A behemoth of a monster that was rarely seen in the wild let alone at all. This one had to have been nearby in the Gorge and smelled the blood and death. They were known to be highly aggressive and hunt in this area. They also didn't care that something had made a kill, Rajang would take it for their own if not kill the monster or hunter first and have both as prizes. Rajang were shaped much like minotaurs with two large horns on it's head. Large and muscular beasts, they were not easy to kill and impossible to run from once they attacked.

Kirin looked over and noticed her mallet was a body distance away from her and she contemplated lunging for it. A mallet would be highly ineffective against a Rajang. Blunt force weapons against larger prey was almost always a bade trade. She needed something sharp to pierce the soft flesh of the beast. Rajang had no armor plating or tough skin, so blades were a hunter's best bet. She didn't know what to do, she had never encountered a Rajang and few hunters ever did and lived to tell. The large beast snorted once more and stomped it's large heavy feet closer, sniffing the air. He lowered his ugly maw to her and blew hot breath from it's nose onto her face. It felt like steam from a geyser. She narrowed her eyes from the blast of air but did not want to close them should he decide to attack. The Rajang then looked behind her and noticed the dead Kelbi. With a monstrous thick hand the beast grabbed Kirin and lifted her off the ground. She squeaked and felt the crushing force of the claw gripped her tiny arm. The red eyes of the beast glared at her and it gave out a beastly howl, roaring loudly that it echoed through the plains. She groaned and thought this was it. She was going to be ripped to shreds by this monster and that would be the end of her hunting career and it had just started.

The Rajang tossed her then, throwing her near her mallet and she landed with a hard thud. She groaned, having landed on her side, pulling herself up and noticed the beast going for the Kelbi, massive claws started to tear into the skinned flesh. She had a moment of clarity. If she brought back the horns of a Rajang, it would increase her renown in the hunting community. This was an opportunity if she ever saw one. The beast was distracted by tearing apart the Kelbi. She still had the small cutting knife in her hand which she was squeezing the leather handle tightly. She crawled on her hands and knees, positioning herself to jump on it's back. She didn't waste any time for it to notice she had moved and lunged, landing with the knife stabbing into the back of it's neck.

The beast gave a horrible angered roar and began to thrash around, it's long arms reached back to try and claw her off. She hung on with all her strength while being slashed and cut from the random claw swings. She needed to get higher and plunge the knife into it's head. So she grabbed onto it's shoulder and unstuck the knife clawing her way upward to plunge it once more into the back of the Rajang's skull. The beast was having difficulty reaching her and gave out another mortifying roar as it thrashed wildly in every direction. Kirin's strength was fading and she could not hold on for much longer. The knife didn't seem to be enough and she found herself being tossed off and on her stomach. She groaned in pain before being lifted once more into the air with a roar of anger from the Rajang. She knew this was it, she was bloodied, cut and bruised, and her mallet was too far away to even give a struggle. Plus she had angered the beast now that there was no way it would let her go. She awaited the crunch of teeth on her legs, her back, hell even her head to save her from feeling the pain of death.

Time slowed.

Her life flashed before her eyes.

Her body went limp.

She felt something wet, it had to be it's mouth.

She was going to be swallowed whole.

Digested to death, slowing melting away.

What a life.

What a way to die.

She prepared to be in this monster's stomach.

The wetness moved up her thigh.

Wait...was this...it's tongue?

The wet thing lathered her thigh, coating it in oozy saliva.

It had to be. She opened her eyes.

The Rajang was licking her! Obviously getting a taste of her before it bit her leg clean off. It's tongue was massive. It stroked her thigh and the saliva burned her cuts, although it did clean them and stop the bleeding. She felt it reach lower and was now tasting her....hey! She was mortified. This monster was licking her...her...pussy! How disgusting, how terrible! It must taste so bad from sweat, but maybe it was enjoying the salty, slightly sweet taste from her natural juices. She had almost peed herself she was so scared but monster hunters didn't do that. Now this monster was tasting her most private area. Her pussy was lathered in saliva and the beast seemed to enjoy something. It no longer harbored the rage it once had even though the knife was still pointing out of the back of it's skull.

She wiggled a little and it shook her. Making her get dizzy as it licked her so intrusively.

"S-stop! T-that..tickles!" She found herself crying out, her young folds sensitive to the monster's tongue, making her giggle a little in the face of something that could tear her apart. She had always been ticklish, especially there. Which is why she never touched herself only to remove unwanted hair. Now that this monster was licking her, she was squirming and giggling. She was also getting aroused by the long muscle lapping up and down over and over, licking her whole pussy in one lick. Her small puffed pussy was pressing against her underwear like bottom, which gave her some resistance to the licks but not much. She was now getting wet from the licks, and the beast would have something sweet to lick. Which it obviously seemed to enjoy because it pulled down her lower cloth, much to her dismay and left her naked from the waist down.

"H-hey..wait now! What are you? Uhhhhhh!" She began only to tilt her head and moan.

The tongue had licked her now bare pussy, her folds red with pleasure as the hot wet muscle graciously applied itself all over her sex. This was something never before witnessed by Rajang. They were never known to be smart or sexually curious creatures so this was surprising as it was arousing. The tickle added to the pleasure and she leaked out in joy. The Rajang and spread her lips and moved to the inner flesh, finding that she was much more giving of her juice there than just lapping at her outer folds. Each time the beast flicked it's tongue on her clit, she twitched and moaned, shaking her head at how impossibly good this felt.

"Y-you're not so bad...are you?...Hey...what...no!" She started nicely, but then the tongue had rolled up and plunged itself into her, writhing about into her deeply. Her core was on fire at this point and her legs tensed feeling herself being entered and then spread open by the massive tongue. She was glad that she was well lubricated and that it was just the Rajang's tongue.

They had enormous penises.

The beast pumped it's tongue like it was trying to taste every bit of her insides it could. At this point Kirin was a aroused mess and she was enjoying every second of it. This sure beat being eaten alive any day. She didn't care if it ate her after, this was a pleasure she never thought would happen. The tongue burrowed into her cervix, tasting the virgin area which caused Kirin to crunch herself up and fall back with a grunt of pleasure. The beast's tongue made a small bump in her navel, pushing against her cervix made the bump raise and lower. She was going to cum. She couldn't help it. The Rajang's tongue was so powerful and big that she arched her hips, gushing all over it's tongue and leaked out around it, trails of juice trickling down her sides. The orgasm was amazing. The tingling sensation was intense from being hung upside down for so long. The beast slowly took out it's tongue, having drank enough it seemed. She breathed heavy and thought it was over. The beast sat down and held her by her arms, making her face it. She was flush red with arousal and was still twitching from her orgasm.

"N-nice...monster.." She cooed, having to look at it's face was a little disconcerting.

Her attention was then drawn downward as she was being lowered. Her eyes went wide and she wiggled her legs around in desperation. This Rajang's dick was enormous! No way it will fit in me, I'm too small, it will split me in two! She cried to herself internally as the fat tip pressed against her gaped hole. She bit her lower lip and chewed on it as the tip popped with a lewd wet pop! She rolled her head side to side as the massive rod the followed, and she slid down it slowly, coating it with juice before stopping halfway down the 15" monster. Fat, pulsing, and ready to bang, she was pulled up and pushed down over and over, forced to ride this Rajang in her ragdoll state.

The pain was intense, her tight pussy sure felt like it would never be so again. The hole was spread to accommodate the beast as she was plunged back and forth on it's dick. Soon, words would not describe the pleasure she felt once her pussy had spread around the monster's cock. Her tongue flopped out of her mouth and she drooled as she allowed herself to be used. I'm going crazy, I..I can't stop cumming. She thought with a pleasure clouded mind. Her pussy was twitching and spewing juices onto the beast as it growled in what she hoped was pleasure. Her stomach had a large bump from the tip easily in her cervix. The slides down made the bump press out and she looked like a pole was being pushed out of her stomach. This was amazing, how long would it last? She thought about the Rajang cumming in her. Would she get pregnant? She had never heard of cross-species impregnation before. She didn't care. She came again and screamed in delight.

The pleasure was so good her asshole was convulsing, twitching as her whole body pulsed in pleasure. Her breasts flopped up and down, the perked mounds shuddering with each thrust downward. She was about to die of pleasure she thought. Being fucked to death by a Rajang. However the beast swelled inside of her and it made her eyes widen as it suddenly came inside of her. She could feel the passage that carried it's sperm pulsing with every squirt of cum into her ready pussy. Her womb coated and filled, sperm foaming and spilling out of her as it filled her with an enormous amount. It had not lasted long but she was let go and she fell to the grass, not even feeling pain as sperm came out in large globs, her pussy gaped to the point anyone could see what her insides looked like. The moist pink inner flesh pumping with orgasmic delight. She was left with a smile, she didn't know why but she was so happy. Then, she was out like a light.

When she awoke it was dark, the moon was casting it's light down on her. She felt stiff and sore all over. Nothing hurt worse than her pussy. Grabbing her head it felt like she had been hit with a rock over and over it hurt so much. She sighed and looked down, there was a large wet stain on the grass where she had leaked out pretty much all of the sperm that been injected into her. Her pussy had closed itself back, but it would be days before it would be back to itself, that and a rejuvenation potion. She grabbed her dried white bottoms and heaved them on, wincing at the friction against her sore folds. Walking as a task as well, she indeed walked like she had been having sex with something giant. It didn't help her legs felt stiff and too weak to move.

The Rajang was long gone and so were the Kelbi carcasses. The furs and horns were still there and so was her mallet. She had that to be thankful of and of course that she had her life. The trek back was not going to be fun but she took the furs and put them on her mallet tip, and carried the horns in a small pouch she had on her hip. She still felt tired, but made it all the way back to the town, coming through the gates looking like she had been out in the wilds for weeks. The guards looked at her strangely as she walked past them, she hadn't noticed that one of her breasts was hanging freely for all to see. Not until a kind female hunter advised her to cover herself with a blushed giggle.

She strode into the tavern, all eyes looking at the weary little hunter while she came to the keep and demanded a room. She told him that she would have the gold tomorrow after fulfilling the contract. Looking her over the keep nodded, eyes narrowed with suspicion but more worry than anything. She was given a small humble room for the rest of the night and a key to lock it. She thanked the keep and closed the wooden door, locking it before falling on the wolf pelt bed, head sinking deeply into the fluffed pillow. Kirin closed her eyes and let her aching body lull her to sleep. Tomorrow should be better and sore or not, she would need to find another contract. She hoped it was something that didn't have her fight large monsters that turned out to be horny beasts. The world around her faded into darkness and she was glad she was able to finish her first contract but as much as she enjoyed what had happened today, she hoped it never happened again...

(Hope you guys liked the second chapter! I went back through and fixed what spelling errors I could find since I wrote it in a rush near the end to beat the read-only deadline. Another thing is I may not add sex scenes like this very often, or at least not every chapter. The next one will be fun, and should be written out soon!)
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