Curves for the Taking [Reyne and LittleMonster]
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				Title: <strong>Curves for the Taking [Reyne and LittleMonster]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 22:55:21</strong>
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				It had been a rather hot, sunny day. After having worked with her mother for most of the day sewing, Rae could definitely tell that the heat had gotten to her. Already her naturally tanned skin was a shade darker, a deep bronzed color, rich and beautiful. Even though the day had been bright and full of heat, Rae had noticed that the air was moist, making one sweat instantly, and by the time the sun had sunk the clouds had bursted with fresh, pouring rain water. With this sudden shift of weather Rae had taken solace in the sturdy clay huts where her and her Mother lived. Rae's father had been killed several years ago in a hunting accident. It had been a deep pain to her mother, but to Rae it had only been a thorn in her side. Good riddance, she thought. A man like that was not easy to live with he had been cold and mean to her his own daughter. Often putting her down for her appearance.<br><br>&nbsp;In reality though, the young, virginal woman was beautiful, striking. She was being seen now as a woman who was ready for marriage but marrying in her tribe was no easy, simple thing. Especially to a woman like her. Rae was curvaceous and thick, she had full, round hips that when she walked would sway from left to right in a movement that was all her own, it could hypnotize the weakest man and make a stronger one falter. Rae's bottom was soft and proudly curved out, before it sloped into the back of her thick, delicious thighs, which led down to firm, muscular calves and small, yet sturdy ankles and cute, arched feet. Along her top she had broad, yet delicate shoulders which were proud and led down to her voluptuous fleshy breasts and along to her soft stomach. Her face was heart shaped, with a defined jaw line and soft cheeks, her full lips set off her face and her bright, hazel eyes with her long dark lashes just made her seem all the more beautiful. Her bangs were slightly swept into her eyes and her long, thick brown hair came down in soft, straight tendrils. Currently she was covered up in a simple brown dress, straps were along her shoulders and the hem of it came to the middle of her thighs. Her hair was out of its usual braid since she was settling down for the night, humming as she made food from the beans and bread her and her mother had manage to come up with. Sighing deeply she would serve a plate to her thin, kind mother and wish her to eat well, all the while wondering if the rain would ever stop. <br><br>Lately, when the weather had gotten bad, They had come. They were men, women at times, formed in a fashion that was very much unlike the way Rae and her people were made. At times they were covered in fur, when the magic had worn off and a poor unsuspecting Indian boy or girl was draw in by their other worldly looks, they were often kidnapped or killed. A lot of people believed the humans were taken to be slaves in another tribe, maybe sold off even. But Rae had no interest in Legends and Silly Fairy Tales. Her head was on straight and rather then talking in hushed voices in the dead of night to young people whose minds ran too wild she did her work and led her life as normal as possible. <br><br>However, as she got her own plate ready and began to nibble and sweep up the bread and beans she heard something, a howl, usually she just dismissed it as wolves roaming free but it was something about the cry that shook her to the very core. Even her mother stopped, looking up with wide eyes she gasped. "They're here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Curves for the Taking [Reyne and LittleMonster]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleMonster</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 10:24:43</strong>
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				Yes, they were here.<br><br>Moki and his brothers, known as the beast men to Rae's tribe, were on the prowl again. They ravaged many other tribes, although it was no secret that this one was their favorite. Last time they'd surfaced, there'd been a few deaths in the tribe. And a few more rapes than that. Mostly though, they'd stuck to stealing goods: wool, clothing, food, some women and children... whatever they could take. But tonight? Tonight was different. The brides of the beast men were starting to become barren. It was some kind of a disease that only attacked their wombs. They needed to find a mother. The shamans told them that they could find one among the women of Rae's tribe.<br><br>It had been the perfect night. The heat of the day had segued nicely into a cool pouring rain, which led to a chill, wet night. The beast tribe worked in the rain and cold because other animals weren't out. They wouldn't be stepping on anyone's toes, so to speak. There was a mutual respect between the animals and the beast men, perhaps because they were so close in appearance. Anyhow, all that is beside the point. <br><br>Moki was one of the best warriors the beast men had to offer. His brothers often looked to him for guidance. He was tall and intensely muscular, with tawny brown fur and golden eyes. It was a wonder he was still single, to be honest. Many of the women of his tribe fawned over him, but he seemed to be saving himself for someone...else. He knew now that this someone else was to be the Chosen Mother of the wolves. As they raced toward the huts of the tribe, claws and teeth bared, Moki was trying to search out the One he was looking for. He would know Her when he found Her. <br><br>He howled, starting his brothers in a frightful chorus. The pack split up, breaking into the little clay huts and taking whatever they wanted. In some cases, it was women. Moki didn't worry that someone else would find his One. His brothers, delightful as they were, didn't know what to look for. They liked the scrawny humans, which confused Moki to no end. Where was the beauty in bones? <br><br>As the village spiraled deeper and deeper into chaos, Moki burst into huts, trying to find his prize. He didn't have much luck. These skin-and-bones women were everywhere. He snarled in disgust. <br><br>But finally. There She was. Thick and round and soft, yet strong. One glance at her hips and he knew that she would be the one to bear his children. Even if she didn't know it. Yet. He stepped into the hut, paying no attention to the thin old woman. "You, girl." He bared his teeth in a wolfish grin. "Come with me."<br><br>He didn't want to have to drag her away kicking and screaming, but... if it came to that, he would. But the illusion of a choice was nice to give.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Curves for the Taking [Reyne and LittleMonster]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 10:43:56</strong>
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				Instantly the peaceful night of rain and dinner had changed. Before Rae knew it a loud roar had been set into the air and with it came the screams of human women as the men scrambled and tried their best to fight back. But it was no use, Rae's eyes widened as she heard the first growing sounds of battle, but soon she went out of her home to look for herself. That's when she saw them, beasts, with the shape and stance of a man came these creatures who looked more like wolves. Fur was every where, only slivers of cloth hid their genitals but it was not hard to tell who was a man and who was a woman. Rae's breathing increased and she got back inside, "Mother," she snapped, her hazel eyes wide, "Hide. Now. Get into the corner, under these," she was panting now, her full breasts heaving as her heart beat inside of her chest like a drum. Throwing several pallets of fur over her middle aged mother she bent down and murmured, "I love you, stay hidden. Understand me?" Her mother shook her head, sitting up she said, "Rae...no, you should hide, I've lived my life, please-" "Stop," Rae cut her off, her voice firm, "It's my job to protect you, now...lay down."<br><br>When Rae straightened up, ready to run and to try and divert the attention away from her kind old mother there was a sound, a stepping, and soon a very tall, and very muscular form came into the Hut. There was complete silence, Rae's heart almost seemed to stop and her brows rose as her mother gasped behind her. She had never seen anything like Him, up close the animalistic features were all the more apparent, and yet so were the features of Man. They formed and merged into a solid being that Rae had never witnessed before.<br><br>At the sounds of his voice she sucked in a breath, stepping back for a moment as he addressed her so suddenly, his wolfish grin bared and his teeth there to intimidate her. Rae would blink, baffled that he would think she could just come with him. "Excuse me," she said in a soft voice, "But I will come with you no where. How dare you address orders to me when you have no right, you are not my leader. Now leave me and my mother alone, you and your savage brothers have done enough to my tribe!"<br><br>"Rae," her mother whispered, fear in her voice. The short, plump girl just looked over her shoulder, shaking her head, her dark hair swinging around her shoulders. "I will not leave you alone Mother." Compare to Moki, Rae seemed like a dwarf, she was only an inch over five feet and with her wide set hips and thick thighs her appearance seemed far different from him and his people. Looking up, the ample swell of her breasts rose and her crisp voice sounded, "Leave and never return. Beast."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Curves for the Taking [Reyne and LittleMonster]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleMonster</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 01:21:29</strong>
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				Moki would have to admit that he liked the way the humans became hushed at his presence. A gasp from the old woman, a thudding heartbeat from the girl. It was nice to be reminded of your power once in a while. The more he looked at the young woman, the more he wanted her. She was perfect, really. She seemed...fruitful. He believed that this was the one the shamans had spoken of. The way she protected the old woman made him grin even wider. Her maternal instincts were strong; it seemed nothing would tear her from her mother.<br><br>Well, except for Moki himself. But that couldn't be helped. It had to be done.<br><br>He wasn't surprised that she wasn't going to come peacefully. He'd expected a fight from this one. After all, when you absolutely needed something, it was almost always the hardest thing to acquire. But her fight would be easily overpowered. Moki was easily over six and a half feet tall. Her short and plump body would be nothing compared to his hard and lean frame. However, he would have to be gentle. This wasn't a matter that could afford roughness. His tribe was dying; they needed this small round human more than any of them would like to admit. His brothers may have botched this job. They let their lower half govern their actions all too often. He knew they would have burst in, raped both her and her frail mother, then dragged her back to their tribelands.&nbsp; <br><br>She was lucky Moki hadn't let that happen. Not that she knew how lucky she was. <br><br>Her soft voice made him chuckle a little. So defiant. Everything she did made him sure that she was the One. As she spoke, he stepped farther into the hut, closer to the girl. Respectfully, he waited for the girl and her mother to finish speaking. "Maybe we have done enough." He shrugged, his grin fading to a confident smile. "But my tribe would like to extend a treaty." His tribe intended no such thing, but he hoped he could sway the focus of his brothers and sisters to another tribe. It was a fair compromise if it kept his pack alive.<br><br>He stood right in front of her now, looking down into her face, feeling a stirring in his belly when he glanced at her full breasts. "We will leave and never return, like you ask. The only condition is..." He paused now, closing his yellow eyes for a moment. His fur receded back into his skin, his muzzle shortened into a nose and mouth. The human form of Moki was handsome by human standards. He had tanned skin and long dark hair, a strong profile and well-formed body. <br><br>"You must come with me." He opened his eyes. This was the only flaw in the human form. His eyes were still yellow. "If you do not come with me, we will lay waste to your whole tribe." His upper lip curled into a snarl. "Make your choice, <em>Rae</em>." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Curves for the Taking [Reyne and LittleMonster]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 03:54:45</strong>
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				When the beast began to transform, Rae stepped back, fascination widened her eyes and a mixture of horror and surprise made her lips part with a deep, trembling intake of breath. He was a handsome man, formed into a tall body with hard muscles and long hair, his flesh tanned. He seemed perfect, like the warrior Rae had depicted in her mind when legends were told of a man who could take down hundreds of the strongest warriors. He fit the description of a glorified hero, but he was anything but.<br><br>She heard mother speak, whispering softly, "Rae, no...don't go. Don't sacrifice yourself just for me, or these people." Rae's burning hazel eyes kept its focus on the yellow orbs of the impostor in front of her,&nbsp; her mind was racing, considering her options. If she came with this stranger, her tribe would be able to survive, or at least rebuild and re-populate. If she stayed, she would be killed and all of her people would be wiped out. <br><br>A steady beat began in her chest and her breathing quickened, shallow breaths that made her a tiny bit dizzy before she licked her lips, ignoring the pleas of her mother, she nodded off to the side, trying to control the shake the began in her lips, the welling that began in her eyes. "Fine," she said in a soft, biting tone. "I will come with you, but as soon as I step foot out of this hut you must tell your people to stop, to stop the killing and you must promise that there will be no invasions of your people on innocent tribes."<br><br>Step by step she became closer to to Moki, panting softly as his human form fooled her just a second before she remembered the form of his beast, looking back to her mother, Rae gulped and then said in a deep voice, "I love you, Mother, please, take care of the people who are left, be strong." She ignored her mother's wails and pleas, her eyes coming back to her future, the man in front of her who was going to lead her to a place she had never been and into a path she never would have dreamed. "Let us go."
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				Post by: <strong>LittleMonster</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 08:58:57</strong>
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				Moki would have to admit that he liked making this girl gasp. She was very pretty, and it seemed she was even more so when surprised. He knew that she didn't enjoy his presence as much as he liked hers, but that would be fixed in time. He had no doubt she'd learn to love him and his whole tribe. She simply had to. He felt a snarl building in his chest as the old woman spoke. Couldn't she shut up? He forced it away quickly, but a darkness flashed across his face unchecked. He stared into Rae's eyes, trying to discern her thoughts. He couldn't, of course, but he hoped the hag behind them would seriously affect her decision. <br><br>Even though he was in human form, his hearing was as amazing as ever. Her shallow breaths excited him in more ways than one. Yes, it looked like she would come with him. He knew this as soon as the tears came to her eyes. "Fine." He replied, grinning. Then something happened he hadn't expected. She actually came closer to him, panting. This excited and aroused him, but he made no move to show it. She stopped just as suddenly, however. He knew why. Many humans were captivated by the human forms of him and his siblings, but it was hard to forget the beast forms they usually wore. <br><br>She took her hand as soon as he was finished saying good-bye, then left the hut with Rae, his prize, in tow. In a normal situation (taking a toy to use and abuse, then leave behind later), he would have immediately transformed back. However, he wanted to keep Rae a little more at ease. He thought maybe she'd rather see him as a human, at least for the time being. He howled once, a distinctive song, effectively telling his tribe to leave the lands and not take anything more. They would discuss the deal he'd made with Rae later. No doubt there would be members of the pack angry with him, but he knew this was all for the best.<br><br>"My name is Moki." He said gruffly, then turned back to look at her. "Our lands are not far away, but I'd rather you allowed me to carry you. We can travel easier that way." He put out his arms, waiting to see what she'd say.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Curves for the Taking [Reyne and LittleMonster]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 09:16:56</strong>
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				Coming out of the hut, Rae eyed the shifted with a sceptical scowl upon her lips. She had to be angry, she had to act like she was not at all pleased to distract herself from the cries of her mother, from the wails of the women around the village. What the curvy girl wanted to do was run, she wanted to lead all of the beasts on until they reached a cliff and they plummet to their death. It was a rather morbid thought, yes, but then again this was a very morbid night. When he howled she knew then and there he was definitely not human. It was all glamour, some sort of dark art to deceive her poor eyes. He was what the others had talked about, he was the image of a legend and he was taking her. But why?<br><br>Rae considered herself to be no one special. She was beautiful in the eyes of those who weren't quick to judge, she was healthy and voluptuous, yes. But she was quiet, she did not like to be the center of attention. She worked all day and took care of her mother at night. She would not leave her mother's side and she did not entertain the fellow men. Rae was kind and caring, sure, and she had her friends, but the village knew that her loyalty was to her frail mother and would be until she died. And when that day came they would teach her to open up. But now things had changed.<br><br>When Moki introduced herself, she just blinked, "You already know my name obviously, demon." Lifting her nose she sniffed and then said, "Carry me?" Stepping forward her eyes glanced over his body, "I am not a light girl, Moki, I am not sure if your strength could handle me, I would not want you to break your back." Crossing her arms beneath her full breasts she pouted, seeing more figures like the ones Moki had before, she frowned. Looking over her shoulder she gulped and then said, "But. I do not wish to walk the entire way if they are as far as you say. So," now she walked into his open arms. "I will let you carry me. Proceed."<br><br>Rae didn't want to be free around those beasts, there was no telling what they might do to her, after all. Her kidnapping ensured they could no longer rape the women and pillage the huts of her village.
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