THE ISLAND OF THE BULL BEAST

For the past two days we had been in sight of land. Firstly it was just a hazy smudge, hard to distinguish between it and the horizon, but it had grown slowly larger as we made good seaway toward it.

We felt sure that we were only hours from land when the wind shifted. Now blowing off shore and combined with the current it required extra effort to keep the island in sight.

Finally the wind dropped and with no breeze to speak of we had only the sea swell to compete with. Again we closed on the island.

The swell was rolling into the reef and we new that finding our way past the sharp coral fronds would be our next challenge. We had to find a way through the reef where there was a break in the encircling hazard. After another frustrating hour our luck changed, just in front of us and on the heading we were now on the reef parted. With very little call on my fathers seamanship we were able to negotiate the jagged coral and pounding waves.

The inner reef was calm and the water flat the first tranquil water since our ship had gone down. Several hundred metres ahead was a substantial island. For the most part low and flat but on one end it sloped upward for several hundred feet forming several low hills that culminated in a towering crag that faced the sea.

We rowed steadily toward the white coral beach taking care to cast our eyes along the shore and hills that rose steeply away just inland of the beach we had chosen as our landing spot.

There was no sign of fires or movement or any noise at all that would indicate human inhabitants . We were both disappointed and relieved. Disappointed at the lack of help we might receive and relieved because the natives of these islands in this part of the world could be expected to be hostile to strangers.

The ships boat finally ran onto the sand and my father gingerly eased himself over the side. At first he found it strange to have his feat on the ground once more and he awkwardly stumbled up the beach with the rope from the boat. He tied the craft to the base of a coconut palm he returned to assist my mother from the boat. My younger sister and I had already alighted.


"Let's stay together now girls" my father warned.

The warning was not needed, for not fifty yards along the beach a group of creatures had appeared from the trees.

We bunched together and edged back toward the boat but before we reached the craft the group of ape like creatures had stopped their advance and seemed to be studying us.

At first they had appeared to resemble apes but they were strange, really not like apes at all. They had some blackish hair on their bodies but it appeared to be very fine and restricted to their backs and shoulders. Their shoulders and chest were broad and stomach was hard and flat. A large head perched on their very short neck was not unlike a head of a bull. The thickset body was balanced on two powerful short legs. Their arms were rather long and powerful looking. A tale curved downward just failing to touch the sand.

They walked slightly stooped forward on two legs. The first impression of them being, ape like, was undoubtedly wrong yet there was certainly something different about them. They had no clothing at all and the group appeared to be only male but ot this distance I was not sure.

"My god there big creatures." My father muttered not intending us to hear.

The largest of the beasts though only a little taller than my father was at least 100 lbs heavier, raised himself to full height balancing on his tail momentarily, pounded his chest in a fearful manner and a long pink spike shot out from his groin then retracted as he resumed his normal stance.

"That's either a warning or a challenge, and what ever it is were not staying. Into the boat girls."

Before we could turn toward the boat the entire beast group turned and melted into the palms that grew close to the beach. For a moment no one spoke.

"what should we do Clive" mother asked.

"We can't stay here, did you see the size of that thing he could kill us all with one blow."

There was little doubt that my father was right. "But where do we go dad” I asked, we have little food and we have no Idea where the next Island is, or even if there is one close and even then the same creatures may live on it as well."

"Samantha's right Clive."

"Yes I guess she is but these things will kill us for sure if we stay."

"For the moment they have gone, so we had better look for something edible and restock the boat, then we can decide what our next move will be. We all need several days to recover don't you think" my mother was as ever sensible.

"Stay together and don't venture beyond the first row of trees." dad warned

We collected all sorts of fruits and nuts as well as some shellfish and stored them aboard the boat. For the remainder of the day we stayed on the beach enjoying the freedom of movement but all the time mindful of the possible danger of the beasts.

That night it was decided that we should anchor the boat a little off shore and while two of us slept the other two should keep watch and fish the lagoon.

This arrangement worked so well that we prolonged our stay at the island. As the days went by without seeing any sign of the beasts we began to build a shore camp for use during the day as shelter from the hot sun and storms of which there were many. As a result of the rain water was abundant.

Our clothes were showing signs of wearing badly in the tropical heat and it was decided we should stow them and resort to the bare minimum in Island attire. My father was embarrassed more than any one else but agreed and mother got to work making small woven breech cloths that covered our lower body, barley.

We had been on the island almost two months before we again sighted the beasts. My mother sister and myself were bathing in a small lagoon not far distant from our shore shelter when on the edge of the lagoon a lone beast appeared. It watched us for several minute then turned sniffing our breach cloths in turn, them casually returning them to the sand. The beast raised himself on his tail and thumped his powerful chest, as the one on the beach had done weeks before, then disappearing into the scrub.

This time we had been able to gain a closer look at the creature. It looked to be a mixture of many creatures but it seemed to be more bull and human in many things it did. Its fur was soft and fine looking and covered the dark skin in a downy mist. This one was defiantly male like the rest that we had seen.

He had a large testicle sack that hung between the partially bowed hind legs. A pouch of dark puckered skin divided by a slit formed a puffy mound just above the testicle sack. This sheath like arrangement was where the long pink and tapered shaft appeared from as he reared up.

“Did you see that,” my sister muttered. Both of us had lived in rural England from the time of her birth twenty years before and we were familiar with animal behaviour but this was not an ordinary animal, “that thing of his spurted something when it was extended. It went all over his front legs.”

Shaken we left the water and quickly returned to camp gathering our breach cloths as we went.

We were undecided as to the intent of the beasts but we were sure that they meant no real harm to us. We came to this conclusion from the way that they had acted on both occasions that we had seen them. If they intended us harm they had those occasions and undoubtedly many other chances to attack us if they had wished. They had apparently been watching us unseen on many occasions if today's event could be used as a guide. Still we should be careful not to provoke them and take no unnecessary chances.

Several weeks passed without any obvious sign of the beast.

We had just left the water after bathing when several beasts emerged from the trees near our cloths. We stood still. In turn they sniffed our scanty garments casually. They seemed to become a little excited and milled about. Two of the bull beast reared onto their back legs exposing their underbellies and their ample penises.

Then they returned to sniffing our cloths this time with more gusto. Then slowly one after each other they turned reluctantly from the meagre clothing and approached us sniffing the air, heads moving from side to side. We stood our ground unsure of what was happening. Although the beasts were a little agitated they appeared to present no immediate danger.

Standing close to each other for reassurance we braced ourself. The three beasts came close closer than they had ever been to us. They were still sniffing the air constantly as they approached. The larger and obvious leader was the first to reach us, hesitating before he placed his huge face tentatively against my hair. He sniffed, I shrunk back, The beast grunted and retreated a little.

The beasts odour was familiar, something like that of a horse but not at all unpleasant. Several more beasts had emerged from the undergrowth to join the growing group. They were crowding us and we began to feel uncomfortable, even a little intimidated by there presence.

"lets get our clothes and leave," mum suggested "...move slowly!!, don't be to hasty, don't rush move slowly but deliberately."

We all moved off together and the beasts parted and fell back as we did. Apparently they were as unsure of us as we were of them. The stand off lasted only long enough for us to pass before they closed ranks behind us. They were following us but the gap was just several paces.

We reached our clothing, retrieving it quickly. Mine had been cast off a little further from the others and I had further to go. The animals were now close and I stumbled as I was jostled falling to my knees as the beasts closed in. Momentarily stunned I felt hot breath and heard a sniffing noise close to my behind, then a touch of something cold and wet, a nose.

"Samantha come quickly," My mother called.

I hesitated for only a moment before I scrambled forward avoiding the falling paw that had grasped at my hip. Regaining my feet I turned and as I did the beast closest rose on his tail and exposed his underbelly. This time however there was no mistaking the beasts intention. His penis extended in a curving arc that brought into contact with its own belly. It was dripping with clear fluid making and shining a blotchy purple pink in the sunlight.

Although only I only got a quick glance there was something overwhelming and powerful in the masculine display of rampant sexuality that was fascinatingly magnificent. Jenny caught my hand and we ran toward the shelter . The beasts followed but did not chase us.

On reaching the now substantial shelter which offered permanent protection we ran inside, Dad was already there. Quickly my mother told him what had happened as she dropped the bar on the outer door. The beasts were some thirty meters from the shelter.

"Looks like we might be besieged."dad informed us.

"They didn't chase us, only followed."my mother replied adding"perhaps they are only interested in Sam."

"But why" I asked.

For a moment my mother hesitated, then"when was your last period?"

"about ten no twelve days ago."

My mother looked at my father"I think they now when we are ovulating .... on heat."

For a moment dad said nothing.

"We will have to be know when you girls are in this condition. When anyone of you are you will have to stay out on the boat away from the beasts they are obviously able to detect your change in scent."

"What do I do now."

Again my father thought "O.K. we have to take a chance and get you to the boat with you hear there's no telling what they may do, but we know they don't like water. Ill go outside and see what they do."

My father left and was gone from our sight for about ten minutes then he was back. "the boats ready, we will leave quickly and run to the boat. Sam when we get to it jump in quickly and row it into deep water and anchor."

"Okay daddy."

We left the shelter at a run as soon as my mother had opened the door. Within seconds we had reached the shelter of the the low dune at the back of the beach. The track that we had used since arriving was well worn and the going easy. In less than a minute we had reached the beach. From no-where or so it seamed two beasts were in front of me. Unable to stop I collided with the leading body at full tilt, crashing to the ground. My father who was close behind crashed on top of me.

Both of us were winded from the fall and we regained our feet slowly. Unfortunately not before the group that had followed us from the camp had reached the beach.

"Behind me lass" my father reached for my arm and dragged me behind him as we edged toward the boat only yards away.

The huge leader growled, there seemed to be some mood change in him and the former passive nature that seemed apparent previously was gone. Savagely he lashed out with a huge paw like hand. Catching my father on the side of the head sending him buckling to the ground, unconscious or worse.

Separated from my father by the ring of beasts my fear rose. Slowly a huge male pushed forward, on reaching me he hesitatingly reached a large paw toward me, touching me gently on the shoulder, then he began stroking my hair with one paw. The other paw caught hold of my hip, the powerful claws digging into my buttocks. My heart was racing. Huge brown eyes seemed to penetrate deep into mine, hypnotic misty pools. His paw left my hair and had caught my waist, the claw like fingers almost encircling me. I knew I should try to escape, run, do something, but my legs would not obey my brain.

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That animals scent was powerful like the pungent smell of a horse, sweaty yet pleasant. I trembled as the beasts paw griped tighter. I did not move the staring eyes were fixed on mine, my knees felt week. The beast Hand clamped about my hip was now pressing me down, my knees, unable to resist, buckled. I sink to the sand my eyes still locked with those of the beast.

On my knees the beast appeared even larger. I tore my eyes from the beasts almost hypnotic brown pools. From the sand all I could see was a forest of short powerful legs surrounding me. But my fear increased drifted to the beasts groin.

His penis was erect and glistening now more pink than purple, the shaft was a constant thickness for the most part. It curved upward hard and powerful with a fleshy but firm worm like elongation, some 10cm long, extending from the blunt penis tip. The penis was itself about 15cm in length. The end piece seemed to be in constant motion, firm sensual and spellbinding as it swayed about, dripping a clear liquid.

The beast moved behind me but did not loosen his powerful grip on my waist and hip. He lifted my buttocks and drew me firmly against his stomach and groin. The warm smooth wet penis pressed into my soft rump. The leaking liquid from the thin tip was extremely slippery as it rubbed against my skin. Then he eased me away from him and I had to support myself by my hands to prevent my face being pushed into the sand. the beast now parted my legs and I dropped to all fours before him.


Then with both of the beasts hands on my waist and unable to resist I was again drawn back against the beasts groin. The worm like penis end wriggling against my behind cool and slippery against my warm flesh. I trembled.

Unable to move as the searching penis nuzzled against my rump that was now coted in the slippery liquid. As his penis sought the nest between my legs it wriggled teasingly across my inner thigh. Then it crossed over brushing through my pubic hair before it reached the leg all the time it was dripping the slimy substance. Then I shuddered once again, as the searching penis tip fleetingly touch my vaginal lips, and I felt a squirt of slippery fluid.

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I new what was going to happen and I wanted to resist, but I simply couldn't. I don't know if I was terrified or mesmerized by the bull beast. His smell and the odor of all the beast gathered around me combined with their physical presence was much more than intimidating. Their shear bestial power of aggression that was being exerted over me prevented me from reacting in any way. The beast behind me had now found what he was searching for, his rolling hip movements had been replaced by urgent though gentle probes.

Again I shivered as the fleshy wetness touched my mound. I could feel myself becoming wet from his constant sprays of ejaculate. I could feel my own contribution adding to the sloppiness of my portal opening. I didn't want it to happen but my bodies natural instinct was paving the way for the beasts entry. My vaginal lips seemed to be unnaturally puffy and had had opened slightly.

The beast had stopped thrusting and I could feel the worm like penis extension make slow circling movements against my vaginal flaps searching.

Finding an opening in my parted flaps the penis tip slowly entered my slit. It seemed to take an age as it wriggled deeper into my previously untapped depths. I began to tremble uncontrollably wanting to scream but finding my vocal cords had frozen with fear. Everything around me moved in slow motion.

My whole body trembled at the intense feeling of what was happening. I had felt the circling tip wriggled between my wet outer flaps and into the slickness beyond. The soft wet fleshy penal tip was now fully inside my vagina.

My behind had been raised by the beast mounting me forcing my head into the ground. I had to turn to the side to prevent my face from being buried completely into the soft beach sand.

From this angle I saw the Beasts tail curl under my body slowly as his probing entry continued. the tail pressed against my chest as he lowered his powerful rump to allow his penis angle to match my opening. I could feel the thick portion of the probing penis begin to wedge into my tender moist opening. The bull beast slid his paws forward along my rib cage as he lowered himself over me. The bloated body was now pressing down on my back. The soft warm fir caressing my naked flesh was warm and luxurious.

"Mmmmmmmmm .. Ahh !!!!." I moaned then caught my breath as it continued to tease its way inward. Untroubled by my tightness. The worm like tip had paved the way for the thick shaft to follow, I closed my eyes in expectation of the pain that I felt sure would result from my violation.

The beast drew himself upward suddenly his entire body tense as he pressed his thick penis between my lubricated pussy lips and into me.

"AHHHHhhhhhh .. gggggggg .. ah .. ah .. ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah !!!." I screamed and gurgled The scream was more from expectation than real pain. The thick shaft had entered me but I was aware that it had not entered deeply.


"OhhhhhhhhhAhh" the thick shaft inside my body was wedged firmly at my opening and the penal tip was moving pleasantly within my sheath. He paused for the briefest moment. Again I became aware of the pungent animal musk surround me with its calming effect. Slowly the beast beginning a cautious circular thrusting motion of his powerful hips. Each gyration carried his thickness deeper.

He continued in this way for what seemed like two or three minutes but it may have been less. Every action of the beast was deliberate and precise and un-alarming. Finally he stopped moving and lifted his head high and his tail flicked from under me. Again the bull beast grew tense and gave a frightening bellow that set the rest of the herd off.

As he began to bellow I felt a slight bubbling sensation deep inside my belly. It seemed to surge then stopped then started again. Six or seven times the bubbling surge sent the bulls seed deep into my sheath. Each successive spurt was less than the previous, until I could feel it no more. Then slowly, just as slowly as he had entered me he withdrew.

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