superheroes man
09-15-2014, 10:49 AM
There was a faint voice calling above the howling wind and whipping rain, but she couldn't tell if it was someone looking for her, or someone coming to help her. However, once someone started tearing through the branches about her head and trying to free her, she was assured of the latter. She wriggled against the lessening entanglements, but to avail. Shouting over the rain, she tried to stop her rescuer before he could injure himself doing something pointless. "It's not going to work!" She bellowed over the rumbling thunder overhead, and the wind screaming through the trees all around them. "You're going to have to pull me out!" She continued, her voice nearly going hoarse with the volume she had to force through her jaws. "Just grab hold of my tail, and pull!" She instructed through the brambles all around her head, lifting her rear into the air and holding her tail level with her spine. She hated having this happen, but there wasn't time to tear apart the bush to get her front half out of it. Her stomach and side had lost some fur from her little slip and slide escapade down the hill, and she was about to lose a good bit of the ebony and ivory derma upon her banner. With a sigh, she braced her forepaws in the muddy terra beneath her, and waited for the male to grab hold of her ass. Really not a good predicament when she was in her first heat, but it was too late now. The tornado was getting ready to touch down, she could feel it in the air around her, and the lightning had her body crackling with electricity. Squeezing her eyes shit, and flattening mismatched audits against her skull, the woman let out a few grumbled curses and prepared herself. It wouldn't be exceptionally painful, but that didn't mean this was going to be pleasant in any way. Not with the rain also adding it's two cents in driving needle sharp pains into her arrow marked rump with the driving rain. This is why I should just stay in the orchard from now on. It's nice and fruity smelling there, and there aren't fucking storms and things for me to get stuck in. The voice in her head complained, and there was a pause. Okay, not as many. Speech, |
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