The feral girl was afar. Only the mildest amounts of the aphrosidiac had affected her, dampened by the miasma she was one with. Despite her body attempting to neutralise the manifesting lust, it managed to manifest in its most basic of states.<br/><br/>And even its most basic of states was most lusty.<br/><br/>She watched from behind the bushes that had rusty leaves and the graves surrounding the zone. The various individuals merging with the feeling of lust. The mere sight of this aroused her, and while the dirt of the environment veiled this, her body was starting to flare up a good red from the built up lust.<br/><br/>She felt her chest. It was flat, but most sensitive as she started to pinch her own nipples. Her other hand reached down to her crotch and began to rub at it with her four fingers, the friction strengthening her pleasure as it began to leak. In place of the moans of a human, she unleashed the howls of wolves and the caws of crows into the sky, these almost similiar to mating calls.<br/><br/>Instead of partaking, she watched and pleasured herself to the sight. She didn't know what the humans were doing, or why they enhanced the alien feeling untapped by the odd powder. She tried to stop herself, her mind telling her that this was something she shouldn't do, yet her body defied her mind despite, being subserviant to a new master.