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THIS IS PATH B OF THE SIXTH CHAPTER IN THE STORY
Flick back a chapter for the A 'non-pregnancy' alternative and an explanation of this two paths nonsense.
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Chapter Six (B): Den Mothers
Lara shifted gently towards consciousness, sensing a nearby presence watching her. She slowly opened her eyes, blinking as her vision began to focus. It took longer than usual to acquaint herself with what was in front of her and not just because of the low light of the cave.
A human figure seemed to be leaning over her but this didn't make sense – surely no other person could be here, right in the middle of this populated wolf den. She wondered if it was her waking mind playing tricks on her.
Lara continued to look at the figure, preoccupied with identifying it. No matter how much she stared the image of a black haired human woman, as naked as Lara was, kneeling beside her remained.
Still not convinced at what she was seeing, Lara groggily began to sit up.
'Don't be alarmed. I'm a friend.' Said the woman. She spoke with a pleasant, serene voice that seemed to support her proclamation of peace.
Still lying on the ground, Lara propped herself on her forearms, taking in the visage of this woman. She looked to be older than her, perhaps in her late 20s. Her enlarged belly suggested that she was roughly five months pregnant. Perhaps it was partly a result of her condition but she had an impressive physique, with wide curvy hips and ample rounded breasts. Her skin was a little more pale than Lara's and slightly patchy with dirt, presumably through living on the island. She had flowing black hair that reached down to her hips, some long locks of which hung down the left of her face and chest.
Her demeanour was calm and gentle, her soft facial features, tranquil brown eyes and faint smile furthering reinforcing her words of friendship.
Lara couldn't detect any signs of hostility between the woman and the wolves nor any indication that the pack were keeping her here against her will.
Though the woman's appearance was welcoming and friendly, Lara would not be at ease until she had heard a reasonable explanation of her presence here.
'Who are you?' Lara asked, bluntly getting to what was at the forefront of her mind.
'I'm Jennifer. I live here on the island.'
The woman spoke calmly and slowly, being careful not unnecessary alarm the rousing brunette.
'I wasn't expecting company.' She said with a faintly mirthful smile. 'What's your name?'
'Lara.' The brunette warily replied. 'What... what are you doing here?'
'I was about to ask you the same thing.' The woman answered, hints of curiosity and levity in her constantly pleasant tone.
Lara didn't know how to respond. She wasn't expecting to have to tell any one about her interspecies experience, let alone a complete stranger.
Perhaps sensing the girl's bewilderment and reluctance to talk before a stranger, Jennifer broke the silence.
She explained that she had been a history student, presumably from the United States given her accent. She must have understood what had happened to Lara as she quickly and casually admitted to that she was into bestiality.
Jennifer explained her first experience of it. She was looking after her neighbours' German Shepherd for a week while they were away on vacation. Feeling lonely and horny and having gotten drunk she'd convinced the male dog to mate with her. She was enthralled with how incredible the interspecies coupling was and wanted to do it more even after returning the dog to his owners.
She knew of society's stance on copulating with animals so she couldn't safely keep doing it back home. Thus, she decided to spend a year globe-trotting, seeing what trysts with animals she could get into. She never stayed in one place for more than a few days and used aliases whenever possible and thus she felt secure that she could fool around with animals, usually canines, and leave without being traced.
Eventually, she made her way to Japan. She'd heard that Japanese were a culture that embraced many types of so-called 'extreme' sexual acts so she'd hoped to find more interspecies experiences there, feel less persecuted and perhaps come across some like-minded people.
While there, she was reading up on sex in Japanese history and discovered an intriguing myth. Supposedly, an elusive island called Chigau had once been a haven to sexually liberated people, particularly those who were into interspecies liaisons.
The island sounded like Jennifer's Mecca, her promised land. It was a long shot but she decided to try and track it down. Eventually, after months of research and charting the surrounding Japanese seas she found what she thought was the fabled island. She quickly became acquainted with the all-male pack of wolves, willingly mating with them and becoming part of their group. She didn't get a chance to find any other humans - like-minded or otherwise - but didn't rule out that there could be some out there as she hadn't seen much of the island.
Happily cohabiting with the wolves, she'd lost track of the exact length of time she'd been here though she was sure it'd been many months.
'There are other people here.' Lara said. She hadn't spoken at all while Jennifer was telling her story though she had sat up. 'I was pursued by bandits, a group of men who seemed to have been on the island for some time.'
For the first time, Jennifer's expression faded into a negative one. Her look of serenity and bliss was transformed into one of concern.
'Goodness, what happened?' She asked, her speech still soft and measured.
'I tried to evade them but they eventually captured me. I was careful but they knew the island better than me. I got lucky and saw an opportunity to escape but I... had to kill several of them to do so.'
Lara had dropped her gaze, as if she was ashamed of herself. She'd done what she'd had to do in order to survive. Besides, those men would've likely brutally raped her or worse. Still, she didn't have to like what she'd done, even on this wild socially-backwards island.
Jennifer had a look of sadness and shock on her face, an expression that looked completely foreign to her features.
Both women individually wondered about the origin of these bandits, if they could be descendants to those hedonistic people who came to the island in the myth. The bandits' behaviour didn't sound like the kind the original inhabitants would've supported, at least from what Jennifer had described of the story.
Jennifer placed a reassuring hand on Lara's shoulder.
'I'm sorry you had to go through that. Now that you're here with us you'll be safe.' Her sombre manner gently morphed into a optimistic one. 'This place is pretty tucked away and I've never seen any signs of other people before now.'
Lara wondered if the bandits were still searching for her. She felt a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach at the idea being re-discovered, especially if it put Jennifer and the wolves in danger.
'If you don't mind me asking Lara, how did you end up on the island?'
Lara explained how she was student of archaeology and that she'd tried to set up an expedition to find the mythical Yamatai island. However, she'd become frustrated by multiple issues that arose with her expedition group. Primary amongst the problems was that her best friend Sam had decided to get engaged to her insufferable boyfriend and had backed out of the campaign.
Her theories unproven and her experience with expeditions limited, the admittedly headstrong Lara had set out by herself to find the island. That was when she had been caught in the storm and ended up shipwrecked here. Shortly after she encountered the aggressive, seemingly savage bandits.
'I'm sorry you didn't find your island and what you went through with the bandits.' Said Jennifer.
She proceeded to stroked the curve of her swollen belly and smiled softly.
'I'm pretty sure that this was the island I set out to find though.'
Remembering how the wolves of the island had been her second most feared group of adversaries, Lara spoke up.
'Your... pack came on a little strong too.'
Jennifer's facial expression swung back towards concern. It had been clear that the brunette had just had relations with the wolves from the moment Jennifer set eyes upon her messy slumbering form. However, being the animal lover that she was, she had assumed that the girl had gone into it willingly.
'Oh my... I was out gathering firewood and fruit... I would've done something if I'd been here. That is, if you'd wanted me to intervene...'
Once again Lara found herself in a conflicted place in the conversation. She'd basically been raped by the chipped-earred one but she didn't really regret it given the ecstasy of the events that followed.
Jennifer seemed so open and enthusiastic about sex with animals that Lara didn't feel like there were any barriers stopping her from discussing the topic. However, the raven-haired beauty considered the pack her family and Lara didn't want to say anything that might come off as harsh.
Finally, Lara found what she wanted to say.
'I might've wanted someone or something to interrupt what was happening at first... but then I found myself enjoying it.'
For the first time in the conversation Lara was blushing.
Jennifer's serious expression softened. She was glad the girl hadn't been brutalised, not just for her well being but also that her boys hadn't done anything drastic and unforgivable.
'For the record, if I'd come back and saw what was happening I would've made them stop if it'd looked like you didn't want it. I didn't know they would react like that. I never expected them to come across another human again, especially not a female. I'm surprised and disappointed with them for this.'
Jennifer looked to Lara with a determined expression.
'I won't let them try it on with you again unless you expressly give the word.'
Lara nodded meekly. She was surprised at just how strongly Jennifer was both backing her up on this and not showing any signs of jealously from the woman. She figured that the human values of monogamy and fidelity were no longer a concern for her.
Jennifer didn't pry on the details incase the girl was in any way traumatised by what had happened. There would be time later for her to explain if she wanted to.
Right now, Jennifer was happy just knowing that Lara had enjoyed herself and was pleased to think that she had another woman here to potentially talk about such matters.
There was an awkward silence. Trying to think of a way to raise their spirits and recalling her guest's tough time on the island so far, Jennifer piped up.
'Would you like some water or something to eat?'
Lara was surprised by the offer. Everything single thing about Jennifer's attitude and demeanour jived against Lara's idea of a lone island survivalist, even if she was here by choice to live with wild animals; this casual and warm gesture of hospitality just threw this preconception into even greater contrast.
'Yes, if you have some to spare, please.' Lara replied politely, trying not to impose herself.
'We've got plenty.' Jennifer said with a smile, turning and reaching towards what she'd bought back with her.
Her haul was contained in a Hessian bag, suggesting that she was still using some items from civilised society. She rummaged around inside it for a second before producing a banana.
'Freshly picked.' She said, handing it to Lara.
'Thank you. It seems like you've been doing a great job of surviving out here.'
'Yes, it's a very comfortable life. This area's rich with fruit and fresh water. The boys bring in deer and other carcasses several times a day. I'm able to enjoy some of it with them when I cook. There's plenty of wood and brush to strike up fires too.
Of course, I have all the lovemaking I can handle too. It's a simple but satisfying way of life, free from judgement and rules. It's as nature intended. It's just so...' she sighed blissfully. '… liberating.'
Lara's lips curved into a slight smile. She had never encountered someone so at peace with everything, especially not one clearly deriding such happiness from it. Lara couldn't help but vicariously enjoy some of her positivity.
However, something had been vexing Lara to the that point she couldn't hold back saying something about it.
'If you don't mind me asking... didn't you find it irresponsible to... do... a lot of what you did whilst being pregnant?'
Jennifer raised her eyebrows in a quizzical manner, as if not fully understanding the question.
'Oh,' She said eventually, a knowing smile appearing across her features. 'Of course you wouldn't know- I wasn't pregnant before I came to the island.'
Lara furrowed her brow.
'You see, in the myth about Chigau Island, one of the reasons people came here was because it supposedly had strange fertility properties. Allegedly, women could mate and have offspring with the animals of the island. That's one of the reasons I was attracted to the story and this place.'
Lara's mouth hung open and she had an incredulous look on her face.
'You're telling me that you were impregnated by wolves? That's not possible. You must've had unprotected sex with a man shortly before you left Japan.'
'I haven't slept with a human male for years. Out of all of the parts of the myth, it was the one I doubted the most...'
Jennifer caressed the swollen curve of her belly with one hand, smiling blissfully.
'… but this is categorical proof.'
Everything Lara knew about science was telling her that this couldn't be true. Then again, there were many things unexplained out there - that was why she was originally attracted to archaeology not to mention to search for Yamatai Island.
Suddenly, a realisation hit Lara.
'That means I could be...' The brunette uttered, taking a hand to her own abdomen.
Jennifer's smile faded. She'd always been keen to try and get pregnant from the island wolves and it never occurred to her that another female visitor might not want the same.
Lara was clearly concerned but Jennifer didn't know what to say. To have something that she'd drawn so much pleasure and happiness from be the cause of upset for someone else left her conflicted.
'I'll get you some water, I'll be right back.' Said Jennifer, rising and walking away to somewhere in the dimly light cavern.
Lara began to peel back the skin of the banana, eager to both eat something and fill the space of time.
Surprisingly, Jennifer returned within a few seconds, holding a metal flask. She knelt back down next to Lara, unscrewed and removed the lid of the container and handed it over.
'Thank you.' Lara said, taking it in her free hand. 'Do you have much from the civilised world?'
Lara tested the liquid within the flask with a sip. Upon confirming that it was water she started to drink deeply from it.
'Just the things I brought with me... tools, utensils, camping equipment. I even have clothes but I don't often wear them. There's not much practical need and it just feels natural to go without.'
Lara hadn't really thought about it until now but she hadn't at all been that bothered since losing her clothes. Even sitting here conversing with another woman in the nude hadn't perturbed her.
She finished knocking back a large amount of water and wiped her mouth with the back of one wrist. She gave the flask back to Jennifer and remembered something.
'I have some equipment not far from the cave. I'd like to retrieve it, if possible. It's not much – clothes, things that I made or took from bandits... I wasn't lucky enough to retain what was on my boat.'
She proceeded to take a bite of the unpeeled banana.
'No problem. I can show you my supplies and equipment too. You're welcome to use any of it.'
As Lara chewed on the sweet chunk of soft fruit, the talk of equipment and arrivals made her think of something else.
'Wait, if you came to the island voluntarily and without incident, does that mean you still have the means of transport that brought you here?'
Lara was looking at Jennifer intently, her jaw unmoving with the chunk of food evident in one cheek.
Jennifer's pleasant expression faded into one of sadness.
'I'm sorry Lara, I don't. After I took up residence with the wolves and set up a comfortable living I decided I would never leave here. Plus, if I left my boat out in the open it might've led people to find me. I brought it ashore and demolished it as best I could, using a lot of the hull for fire wood. If I'd known I'd meet another human, one that might've wanted to use it, I would've kept it.'
Lara's heart sank a little, as did her shoulders. For a moment she saw a chance of getting off the island and back to civilisation.
What was breaking her heart more right now was the look of melancholy on Jennifer's face. She couldn't stand to see that sort of expression across her serene features – it just didn't look right.
'Don't worry about it.' Lara reassured her. 'There was no way you could have planned for this. Besides, you make a good case for staying here.'
The brunette's lips creased into a smile upon that last sentence.
Jennifer responded by returning the look. She didn't know if Lara had been referring to the wolf sex, starting a family or the comfortable, natural living or all three. She hoped it was all three.
Lara's expression faded back to neutral. Even if she did make it back to society, if it turned out that she'd been impregnated by the wolves she'd have a very difficult time explaining herself.
'It'll be nightfall soon. We should go get your items before the light starts to fade.'
Lara finished her banana and the two rose to their feet. She quickly remembered that the cave had a low ceiling and the two of them could not stand or walk fully upright. Jennifer led Lara out of the cave with two of the wolves in tow. She explained how members of the pack never went anywhere alone, likely for protection and hunting purposes.
The group made their way to the clearing with the waterfall and pool, retrieving Lara's equipment and her hanging clothes. It was only earlier today when the chipped-eared wolf had set upon Lara. To her it felt like entire days had passed since then.
They returned to the cave and Lara and Jennifer merged their cache of equipment. Lara's weapons would certainly come in handy for hunting or defence if those bandits ever came by. Jennifer's camping tools and utensils would make eating and general living more comfortable.
Lara thought about putting her clothes on but felt weird about doing so if Jennifer wasn't going wear anything. She instead folded up the garments and left them with the cache of equipment.
Jennifer set up a small fire in the cave, explaining to her guest how to make one of the right size and power as to not smoke out the poorly ventilated system of caves.
As night rolled in, the two women continued to talk while they sat around the fire, eating fruit and drinking water. The busily wolves feasted on a deer carcass at the other end of the cavern.
Eventually the conversation inevitably turned to the pack and sex, with Lara being the one to broach the subject. She had a lot of questions and was sure that Jennifer was comfortable answering all of them.
'You know, I never expected it to feel good... but it was really, really good. So much so that it was driving me wild. Things got heated and out of hand and I was doing things that I would have never have imagined.'
Lara hugged her knees close to her chest, looking down into the glowing fire as she spoke. Her tone was haunted yet there was a glimmer of happiness in it.
'Did you... climax?' Jennifer asks, furtively.
'Yes, twice. I couldn't believe that either.'
Jennifer's smile increased slightly before she replied.
'After my first time gave me so much pleasure, I couldn't understand why more women didn't do this. I think my initial attraction was because of the taboo of it, that is was something that I could have but wasn't allowed. But when that German Shepherd knotted me, right there on my kitchen floor, giving me my first ever non-self induced orgasm, I knew I had to do it again.'
The conversation became increasingly casual and open. They discussed how wonderful being knotted was, even if it was very time consuming. Lara admitted to administering oral and hand sex on some of the wolves while waiting out the process. Jennifer was impressed with her level of adventurousness in such a short space of time.
Jennifer went on to explain that after she became pregnant she stopped having vaginal sex with the wolves in order protect her unborn pups. Thus, she had started giving out more blow and hand jobs and trying out anal sex for the first time. The latter required lubricant in the form of tree sap and was harder work for the wolves but it was a thoroughly satisfying substitute for her.
The subject then moved to Lara, who was still clearly concerned that she might be pregnant. Jennifer suggested that she avoid vaginal sex – if she wanted to have more sex with the wolves at all – and that they'd have to wait and see if she'd been inseminated. For as grim as it sounded they had no other choice.
What followed was an uncomfortable gap of silence in the conversation.
'How have you handled so many of them for all this time?' Asked Lara. She had confirmed that there were twelve wolves in the pack, with the additional two having been out with Jennifer while Lara was having her multi-way tryst.
'They do have quite an appetite.' Jennifer replied, a warm smile returning to her lips. 'Luckily, so do I. If it isn't a good time or I'm too tired for it – which is rare – I'll give whoever is feeling boisterous oral or a hand job and send them on their way.'
'On the even rarer occasions when one of them is giving me attitude – well, let's just say I can be a force to be reckoned with when I have to be.'
'Oh yeah?' Lara said. She imagined that an aggressive and confrontational Jennifer was about as intimidating a wolf pup's yapping.
'While I love submitting to them most times, when I do have to take a stand I act in a way they can comprehend. I take a firm, imposing stance and growl at them. It works.'
Lara's mental image of this gentle raven-haired woman doing such a thing was a little comical and also somewhat cute.
It soon got late, with pitch blackness being the only thing Lara could see beyond the cave entrance. The dying embers of the fire were barely illuminating the interior. Jennifer produced some bedsheets, blankets and even pillows, laying them out in the far corner of the cave.
The wolves had started to gather and lie down there, clearly used to huddling up with Jennifer in the night. She had laid down on a large sheet, pulled up some pillows and covered herself and the makeshift bed with blankets.
She folded open the makeshift duvet, indicating for Lara to get in. The brunette did so, folding the sheets over herself once she'd laid down.
Sleeping in the same bed with a woman – not to mention while both parties were naked – was a new thing for Lara. As with most of her new experiences today, it turned out a lot more pleasant than she expected. There was plenty of room for both of them and it was comfortably warm, especially with wolves curled up around them.
Jennifer was lying on her right side, propped up on her forearm, facing towards her bedfellow.
'Lara, if I hadn't made it clear, you're welcome to stay with us as long as you want.'
Lara, lying on her back, turned her head towards Jennifer.
'Thank you. You've been ever so kind and welcoming.'
Jennifer smiled sweetly.
'Y'know, I wasn't expecting, or really wanting, to see another human again. But talking with another woman about everything... it was really nice.'
'Likewise.' Lara replied, her own smile not as broad and happy as Jennifer's.
Jennifer wished Lara a good night before turning over and settling down. Lara noticed how the wolves laid particularly close to her and how she snuggled right up against one at the other side of the makeshift bed.
As Lara lay on her back, she realised just how acutely fatigued she was. Today, she had experienced so many things, felt so many emotions. Relief, cleansing, anxiety, terror, pleasure, ecstasy, exhaustion and finally social acceptance - it was a potent and bizarre mix on a day that she would likely never forget.
As the welcoming call of sleep beckoned to her, Lara had already decided she would stay with Jennifer and the wolves, at least for now. On an uncharted island inhabited by bandits and other potential dangers, this place was a known quantity, a safe haven. Jennifer was a much-needed social presence and knew a great deal about forging a living here. Lara could learn a lot from the older woman, and not just about the pleasures of wolf sex.
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