Loan Wolf from Seattle...

Jacob Family

I got out of the car and checked on my concealed weapon. I had tight fitting clothing, but there was a place I could hide my gun, under my big breasts. The size of my breasts and the way the shirt hung, provided just the room I needed. Who said big jugs aren’t useful!

I looked at the Jacob’ Family ranch/home and it looked typical of this area. Log cabin design for the large main house, and several outlaying buildings. I went to the main door and rang the door bell.

A young man, Wayne’s age, came to the door.

“Can I help you… wait are you the FBI lady that does porn?” he asked.

“Yes, Angela Fox” I said with a smile on my face.

“Fucking A… I’m honored to meet you! Zed is my name. Please come in” He said with excitement in his voice.

I stepped inside the house and found it to be a bit nicer than I had expected. It had a warm atmosphere, even with the cheap fake wood paneling. The various family pictures that adorned the walls added warmth and a family feel as did the big fire place with family shotgun over it.

"Where is your other brother and your dad?” I asked

“Dad and Skeeter are hunter deer. They won’t be home until later. Can I get you something to drink?" He asked.

“Coke” I replied as I sat on the couch.

He handed me a coke, while he popped open a Coors’ beer and sat across from me.

"Thanks" I told him as I handed him my FBI badge.

"Hmm." Zed said inspecting my badge for several long seconds. "Looks legit."

"I completely understand," I replied. "I know I don't look like an FBI agent, but I really am one."

Eyeing her for a few seconds more, he said, "Yep, you look more like a porn star. But I can always tell when someone's lying to me. You are telling me the truth."

I smiled, and noticed Zed had a big hard-on in his pants. To say that he was smitten by me would be an understatement. I was surprised the guy was not drooling. On the other hand, he was cute. Maybe a little more than just the cute. He was big, strong, all-American guy; he seemed sweet and down-to-earth to boot.

"Zed, I need to ask you about what happened with that strange dog, that your dad killed. We think that death might be related to the people killed by that rogue bear.” I asked him.

“Dad told me not to say anything.” He replied his face turning serious.

I leaned forward and placed my hand on his. "Look, I really need your help on this. Can’t you tell me anything?"

"It was an accident. It has nothing to do the bear attacks." Zed replied.

"Thanks that is helpful. I will not tell anyone you told me.” I said. “Last question, why was the dog’s body skinned?” I asked.

"It was an accident, but it looked bad. Dad did not want any proof, so we got rid of the dog’s skin.” Zed stated honestly.

I smiled more and slid my hand up on his forearm. He blushed a bit at this attention. I was just about to lean in closer and give him a goodbye kiss when a voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Holy shit, it's her! It's Angela Fox!"

"Skeeter, what are you doin' back so soon!” Zed complained

I spun my head around and saw another young man standing at the entrance way.

"You lucky bastard! You're gonna get laid tonight!" Skeeter said.

"What?” I exclaimed, not sure what Skeeter was talking about.

"Zed, you're talkin' to one of the hottest porn stars on the scene right now!" Skeeter explained. "I hear her blowjobs are legendary! She's the best cocksucker in the world! At least that is what Wayne and Tyrell are telling everyone!"

At this, I could not stand it anymore. I got up and walked out of the front door. Zed sat in stunned silence for a moment as he glared at his older brother.

"What the hell is your problem?!" Zed asked

"What? If she ran off like that, she wasn't gonna fuck you anyway," Skeeter said, holding his hands up in innocence.

"You think I care about THAT?! How could you talk to ANY woman like that?!" Zed shouted.

Just then I was pushed back into the house, my arm in a vice grip of Vance Jacob.

“What was the woman doing in MY HOUSE” He asked Zed.

“Dad! That is Angela Fox, she is an FBI agent.” Zed warned his dad.

“IN MY HOUSE!! WITHOUT A WARRANT!!” Jacob yelled.

“Mr Jacob, calm down. It is routine for the FBI to investigate deaths that might be related to another investigation. I’m looking into the people killed by the rogue bear.” I explained.

“SHUT UP” Jacob yelled and smashed me into the wall.

Zed quickly reached up and grabbed the shotgun off the fire place mantel.

“STOP DAD, NOW!!” He yelled pointing the gun at his dad.

“What?” His dad asked.

"Momma raised me to love and respect women, and to defend them from anyone who would so much as think of raising a hand to them." Zed explained.

After silence for what seemed like a minute. Jacob let go of my arm. “Your Momma was right.” Jacob agreed. He turned to face me and saw I held a gun aimed at his big belly.

“Some women don’t need defending!” I said with a smile “I'll be leaving now.” I said and walked out of their house.
 
After meeting with the Sheriff, Alex had left the station and made his way around town. One thing was nagging him, how had Daniel died. The only way to effectively kill a werewolf was with silver, bullets or a knife. But neither of those were standard issue, you had to have them specifically made to order and no one around town had received such an order. Alex stood outside the hotel looking up and down the street wondering how Angela had got on, then turned and entered the building. He didn't see the two men sitting in the truck a hundred yards down the mainstreet watching him.

"Are they going to be a problem do you think?" One of the men asked his partner who shook his head.

"They might be the FBI but they have as much idea of whats going on here as the Sheriff does, which is to say none. We got rid of one werewolf, but there is an entire family living on that ranch."

"What about whatever's killing the campers?" The first man asked sipping calmly from a cup of coffee.

"Not our problem, not yet at least. We gave Vance what he needed to kill the werewolf, but that was on him, we're not responsible for him murdering anyone. Right now we watch and wait and see if we need to act."

"What about that guys partner ... think she might need watching closer." The man smirked.

"This is business, not pleasure, Garret, keep that in mind ... but if it comes to that then you can have first shot at her."

"Fair enough."

The man started the trucks engine and drove off as Alex entered the hotel room he was sharing with Angela. He took his shirt and boots off and lay on the bed arm under his head thinking. He felt he was missing something, but he couldn't put his finger on it. When Angela got back they could go up to the recent attack, see a fresh crime scene, maybe that would give them a clue.
 
Angela

I returned to our hotel and headed back to our room. I found Alex on the bed thinking about the case.

“Well, my sexy, sweet man! I think I have solved two of our mysteries.” I said getting on the bed with him and kissing him. We kissed some more and then I needed to stop before I got too horny!! I pulled back

“Sorry, I got carried away… your kisses are too good!” I said with a big smile. “I think I know what happened at the Jacob’s house. Somehow, they caught Daniel and tied him up. Then they asked him to turn into a werewolf. Daniel said no. Then they did stuff, I think torture… to get him angry enough to make him change. I think whatever they did… you could see it on his skin. Daniel become a werewolf and starts to break free. In a panic, someone, I think Vance Jacob shoots Daniel and kills him. It was kind of an accident, if you ignore the kidnapping and torture parts. Anyhow, once Daniel is dead… you can see he was tortured. So they skinned him to hide the evidence.” I smiled proudly to Alex. “It is a working theory. Anyhow what did you figure out?” I asked him.
 
Alex wrapped one of his arms around her shoulders and held her close on the bed as he listened to her. It made sense he supposed, but killing Daniel in wolf form wasn't as easy as just shooting him with buckshot. He still needed to know why Vance had silver bullets. And even so, why skin Daniel? To hide he and his sons had tortured a werewolf? As if anyone would care, even if they did believe the body was a werewolf. There was something uglier here, but he couldn't put his finger on it yet.

"Grom told me there had been another murder, two campers got killed last night. Same manner of deaths as the other three." He snuggled his partner loving how her body felt against his. "He actually asked for our help. I think he realises this is beyond him. So I was thinking as the crime scene is fresh we should probably get out there and check it out. What do you think sexy? Want to go hiking with me?"

Hal Grom had given Alex the directions to the camp sit, it would take a twenty minute hike up into the forest to get there. The terrain wasn't to bad and if they were lucky they would beat the crime scene investigation people and see it untouched. Maybe even before the coroner got his gear up there.
 
Angela

“Sounds like a plan detective!” I said to Alex as my lips met his. We kissed... and then we fucked. It ended with Alex taking me doggystyle. I thrust back against his cock. He was all the way in me and then he grabbed my hips and held them. My pussy tensed up around his deep throbbing cock and then exploded in a powerful orgasm. Quivering and contracting all over his huge throbbing cock. “FUCKKKKKKKKKK” I squealed as I came long and hard. I did not move against his immense cock but just let my orgasming pussy milk his giant cock. When my orgasm was over, Alex released. I could feel the powerful squirts of his cock as he pumped me full of his seed.

It was hard to get up early the next morning. But Alex slapped my ass and reminded me there were torn up, dead bodies to go see. It worked. I can’t resist a mystery! I was dressed in my blue jean outfit with the tall boots. We double checked the car still had our weapons and investigative tools. I moved everything to the backseat of the car, so I could put what we needed in our backpacks as Alex drove.

The hike in the forest was actually pleasant. I really enjoyed the crisp morning air and the beautiful untouched forest. My “nymph half” reconnecting to nature again. We followed a rough path into the valley where the bodies were. It was not a “real” trail, more of path created by deer and hunters. But it was good enough to take us right to the crime scene.

My first impression was one of overwhelming rot and decay. I had never sensed anything like it before. It was not from the dead bodies before us. It was something more powerful. Like some sick aura had been absorbed by the plants and the ground itself. Something totally corrupt and putrefied had visited this area of the forest.

I took out the crime scene camera and took pictures before we disturbed the scene further. Alex noticed the gun near the man’s body and went to examine it. I went to the woman’s body. It was just like the three we had seen in the morgue, torn to pieces. Something was bothering me… and then it hit me.

“Alex… there are no bear tracks or wolf tracks, only human foot prints!” I told him. I took some photos of the body and surrounding area. There were only human footprints!
 
Alex had enjoyed watching Angela's jean clad ass swaying before them as they hiked to the murder scene, that and being back in the great outdoors made the 'why' of this little trip out all the more weird. They were going to a scene of crime with torn apart bodies, yet Alex couldn't help being horny for his partner even after fucking her only an hour before. As they came upon the scene they could see the Sheriff, or one of his deputies, had cordoned off the camp site. Yellow police tape was wrapped around tress making a perimeter although who exactly Hal thought would be out here Alex was at a loss to know.

He could tell Angela was feeling the same darkness hanging over the scene as he was. It wasn't just the butchery involved here, the state of the bodies, the blood splattered everywhere, there was something evil here. Alex stood for a moment sniffing, there was even some almost undefinable sick sweet smell in the air, something he had never smelt before but which turned his stomach. His hard on quickly vanished as he began to look around and his partner took photos. He crouched by the dead man, what was left of him, and after getting Angela to take a photo of how the gun was laying he pulled on white lab gloves and picked up the gun, ejecting the magazine and examining it. He turned to look as Angela mentioned there not being any track other than human.

"Your right." He said still holding the gun. "But this wasn't done by any human, no matter how deranged they might be. No werewolf either. There is something almost primeval at work here. You must be able to feel it to, probably more than me being you are a nymph. Its almost like some force of nature swept through here. Some evil force." He held up the gun and magazine. "It's empty, he put up a fight and unloaded his gun into whatever was here and it didn't slow it down one bit."

Alex looked at the ground closer and near where the woman's remains lay he could see light shining off metal. Carefully moving across to it he again crouched down and gently moved the brush aside revealing ten spent bullet laying on the ground. He picked one up and looked it over, it was smashed in as if it had been fired into a brick wall or thick piece of metal. Alex held it up for Angela to see.

"Unless he was firing at a tank, I can't think of anything that would stop a bullet like this. Even if a bullet is fired at a werewolf it goes in a little, it doesn't just bounce off. Any theories Special Agent Fox?"
 
Angela

“I was worried it was my nerve or something… but feel the corruption too” I told Alex when he asked about sensing the evil in this place.

Then Alex really did scare me, when he said “I can't think of anything that would stop a bullet like this. Even if a bullet is fired at a werewolf it goes in a little, it doesn't just bounce off. Any theories Special Agent Fox”

I did not know what to said back. I just looked at Alex with fear in my eyes. A werewolf and a half-nymph were powerful beings, but we could not stop tanks! We were in real danger in this forest! This thing could eat us next.

I pulled out my gun. “No theories… but I think we need to get bigger guns!” I told him. “Seriously, and I was serious about the bigger guns, but we need to think about evacuating this forest. Whatever this thing is… it is bad-ass.”

We collected more evidence to include samples of the ground and leaves. Then we headed back down the valley. We talked as we hiked.

“We are looking for a tank, that leaves no tracks, and rips people to piece with claws and eats them with a beak.” I told Alex. “I think a google search might be needed” I joked. Then I thought about keep this quiet until we dealt with the danger.

“Let’s tell Hal Grom and coroner team the site is off limits. If they see those bullets… people are going to start talking. We also need to start pulling everyone out of the forest. We need to makeup some shit, like a rogue pentagon weapon gone wild. Maybe a bio-engineered smart bear or something. What do you think?” I asked Alex. Then I thought about Ellis. “Oh, and let’s get Ellis now. He needs to be with his family.”
 
"Thats a good idea. Maybe say a plane crashed up in the mountains carrying some toxic chemicals." Alex said slowly thinking through Angela's comments. "Keep everyone in town. I get the feeling whatever this is won't want to go into town and be seen by everyone, no matter how strong it is. Up till now it's hunted out here in the forests away from civilisation. Caleb might know something. Not much happens in these forests that he doesn't know about. We could get those samples we took to Trent too. I doubt anything Grom has here will do to give us a good result on tests, but Trent's little secret department probably has the best equipment available."

They got to the car and Alex lent against it rubbing his face.

"We should go get Ellis together, I don't think it's a good idea for anyone to be in these forests alone right now." He tried to igore the fact that so far campers had been torn to shreds right next to their friends. Being together hadn't helped them, but then none of them had been a nymph or werewolf either. "Lets drive back to town and you go talk to Hal Grom, do whatever you need to to get him to close off the mountains. I'll talk to Caleb about what has been happening around here recently, maybe he has sensed something, seen something. Right now we have a lot of questions but no answers and that pisses me off."

He climbed into the car with Angela and headed back to town, he couldn't help glancing over admiring her boots and those skintight jeans. Even in dangerous situations like this a werewolves libido was always working. His hand drifted to her thigh and squeezed gently as he drove one handed.

"I'm glad you're with me, Angela."
 
Angela

"I'm glad you're with me too, Alex” I said back to him. “This assignment is starting to scare me. When we joined this special FBI unit, I did not fully appreciate what that meant. The bad guys we are chasing after are ass-kickers! I’m glad I got you, an ass-kicker, to cover my ass!”

Alex made a sexy joke about covering my ass.

“HA, HA, very funny” I kidded back. “Let’s see if this fancy FBI cell phone works as Trent explained." I activated the phone. It took a few seconds and then the encrypted lit came on. The phones worked world-wide using satellites as cell towers.

I dialed Trent’s number. He picked up “I got you, encrypted to TS level.” He said.

“TS?” I asked.

“Top Secret” He explained.

“Ok… hey, we lost two more hikers. Another “bear” attack. But these bear attacks are not from a bear. It is a creature which leaves no tracks, stops bullets like a tank, eats people with a beak like mouth, and rips them apart with claws. Any ideas?” I asked. Alex reminded me to mention the “evil” smell and feel of the place.

“Oh, there was an overwhelming rot and decay feeling around the attack site.” I explained.

“Ok, I don’t have any ideas either, but the support team will do research.” Trent replied.

“Ok, we need bigger guns. Biggest you got! Laser weapons, Nukes, anti-matter bombs… whatever high tech shit that will kill this mother fucker, we need it.” I stated.

“Sorry no nukes, Angela. But I get your meaning. We’ll get the weapons to the FBI office in Kalispell.” Trent agreed. “Oh and Angela, I read your file, please don’t destroy the whole town of West Glacier.”

“You HQ fucks really make it hard on us field agents!” I complained.

“Angela!” Trent warned me.

“Ok… we will try not to destroy the whole town.” I agreed “Last request, we have some samples that need analysis. Where can that be done?” I asked.

“Kalispell” Trent answered.

“Ok… Hey, we are going to get sheriff to evacuate the forest. I have a few good cover stories… so people will comply.” I told him

“Just don’t use space aliens. That got us in big trouble in Roswell.” Trent advised.

“Copy, out” I said and hung up the phone.
 
Alex dropped Angela in town and headed to Kalispell. It didn't take long to get to the FBI office where he found an agent waiting for him. There was no secret handshake or anything but it was obvious this guy was part of Trent's team. He took the samples from Alex and promises a fast examination and he would call with the results. Turning the car around Alex then drove back to his family ranch. Driving the scenic but lonely roads made him tense and a few times he sat up straighter in his seat looking around, scanning the treeline close to the road. Finally back at the ranch he pulled in and walked to the house. Gran was sitting on the porch watching him.

"If you're looking for Caleb he's around back chopping would, Alex." She stated with a jerk of her thumb.

"Thanks, Gran." He smiled at her and walked around the house.

The sound of the axe biting into the logs echoed in the forest as he saw Caleb, shirt off, chopping the logs and neatly piling them close by. The man looked up as his brother appeared.

"Back so soon little brother?" He asked putting another log on the tree stump and swinging the axe.

"We need to talk, Caleb. We have another two dead campers. Something is out in the forest killing innocent people. You know this land like no one else. You must have a clue? Some idea what this thing is?" Alex asked standing with his hands in his pockets.

Caleb shrugged and sunk the axe blade in the stump as he stretched and wiped his face.

"I don't know what to tell you, Alex. I haven't seen anything, and as long as it leaves us alone why go looking for trouble."

"Looking for trouble?! You think whatever it is will just pick on humans and ignore our kind? What if it decides the ranch looks like a nice place to grab a meal? What if it comes for Gran, Joyce or your boys? Whatever this thing is it's evil, Caleb. The last crime scene ... I could smell it, sense it, a putrification, an evil so deep it ..." Alex shivered and stumbled to a stop.

"It won't come here. It'll feed on easier prey and with the town so close theres no lack of that." Caleb said softly not meeting his brothers eyes.

"They are our friends, Caleb! We have known them all our lives." Alex said moving closer to his brother as his anger flared.

"Our friends?!" Caleb spun and hissed at Alex. "You forgetting some of our 'friends' shot and skinned Daniel? When have they ever been there for us or our kind?"

"You know what this is don't you?" Alex said watching his brother, he could tell Caleb was holding something back. "You have known all along and said nothing. You let those hikers die. You bastard!"

The blow when it came took Caleb by surprise. Alex's big fist connected with his brothers chin cartwheeling the man over the tree stump and axe as Alex moved in fists clenched. Caleb lashed out with his feet kicking Alex's legs from under him then dove on his brother. The two men began to punch hand kick each other as they rolled around in the dirt.

"Enough!"

Both men stopped and looked up to see Rose standing there hands on hips. They stood and brushed there clothes down as they glared at each other.

"Alex, you don't know what pressure Caleb has been under running this place alone, taking care of us all, you have no right to judge him." Rose began making Caleb smile in triumph at Alex. "Caleb, your short sightedness will be the end of this family. We cannot live separate from the town, from our neighbours and friends. We depend on them and they depend on us. If you know what is killing these innocents then tell Alex, he needs to know if he is going to beat this thing."

"You can't beat it." Caleb laughed harshly. "It's immortal, it's evil was here before us and it will be here when we're all long gone. Your guns and bullets will only piss it off more, Alex. You want to protect us? Protect your family? Then leave it alone, don't draw it's attention to us."

With that he turned and walked off leaving Rose and her grandson alone.

"Do you know what he is talking about, Gran?" Alex asked.

"No, but whatever it is is has Caleb scared to his core ... and can you think of any time that man has been scared of anything?" Rose asked.

Alex shook his head and sighed. Kissing his gran he walked back to the car and left, driving back into town to pick up Angela. He hoped she had more luck with Hal Grom because he had a feeling whatever was haunting these woods was not finished yet.
 
Angela

Alex dropped me off in the middle of the small town. As I walked to the sheriff’s office I looked at the mountains and pine forest that surrounded the small town. It felt familiar. I had not grown up in West Glacier, but in a town almost exactly like it. Nothing much happened in a place like this. Biggest stories were the weather, the crops at harvest time, and the local high school football team. Life was slow paced and quiet. People did not lock their doors at night. Children played on the streets while the old folks watched them from their rockers on their front porches.

Big things never happened in a place like this. How was I going to make them understand this danger? They needed to lock their doors and pull their kids off the streets!

Then I remembered another thing about small towns. Everyone knew everyone else and their business. But they also looked after each other and would do anything for a neighbor. Wayne and Tyrell told all their friends about “the FBI lady that does porn”. Those friends told their friends and by the time I show up at the Jacob family they knew who I was. The two family were not talking, but within 24 hours, the news had spread. That was the key.

As I walked into the police station, I saw a flash out of the corner of my eye. A quick glance told me the flash had come from a parked car with Mississippi plates. The car was covered in mud and dirt. There was a person in the car, and he was putting his cell phone away. I made a mental note about it to check into it after talking to the Sheriff. The priority was getting the evacuation started, not on checking on some porn fan talking paparazzi photos of me.

As I walked in Bristol looked up from her desk, her eyes flick behind me, obviously checking to see if Alex was with me. Once she saw that wasn't the case, she got a smug look on her face. I knew that look. It was the look that said “I fucked your boyfriend/partner behind your back, bitch!”

“Can I help you?” She asked in a harsh way. The tone in her voice really said “I’m not going to help you at all… bitch”

I decided it was time to fuck with her. “Bristol, I don’t care what you did with my partner… as long as I get some too” I said and I turned up my nymph “beauty”. Bristol was stunned by my beauty. She just stared at me with her mouth open.

“Bristol why don't you come to my hotel room tonight at 10:00 pm, I want some of what you gave Alex.” I suggested to her with a lusty and naughty smile of my face. Then I walked past her to Hal Grom’s Office.

Sheriff Hal Grom was a professional law officer by the standards of others doing the same job in rural counties. Every sheriff I remembered had their feet up and spent most of the day drinking. Hal met the standard! He had his feet up and was drink as I walked in.

He pulled his feet down and straighten his appearance when he realized it was just him and me. He liked me and clearly wanted to get in my jeans.

“Drink?” He asked offering me a bottle of whiskey.

I grabbed it and took a swig and handed it back to the Sheriff. He was impressed as I did not gag on the cheap rock gut he had.

“Alex tells me we are now a team.” I said.

“Yep” He answered.

“You ever been in the military?” I asked him.

“Sure, 4 years in the Army in the late 80’s” He answered.

“What clearance did you have?” I asked.

“Just secret… never needed anything more.” He said but he knew where my conversation was going. So he sat up straighter and was paying closer attention.

“The thing killing people in the forest is not a bear. It is something else. Alex and I think it is some pentagon bio-engineered experiment gone wrong. We called our home office and the people with the right clearance are checking. In the mean time, that bio-engineered monster is killing people and eating them. The last victim emptied a full magazine into it and cause no damage. No blood from the monster on the ground and the bullets appeared to hit solid metal.” I explained.

“Fuck” Hal said pulling off his hat and running his hand through his hair.

“I agree!” I said. “Look, we need to pull everyone out of the forest. A 10 mile radius from the last attack. The Government will pay for their lodging even if they want to go to Spokane or here at the Belton Chalet.”

“People are going to resist. What do I tell them?” He asked.

“Based upon the rumor mill around here… you might be surprised. I’m going to spread a few rumors to help you. You play the hero, and tell them as little as possible, just call it a government secret that got loose. But get those people out of there. The danger is very real.” I told him. “Oh… what is the biggest gun you have in this town? Anyone got something that would stop a tank?” I asked

Hal got a funny look on his face… then said “I think someone does…”
 
Alex drove back into town and walked to the hotel. Angela wasn't back yet so instead of sitting alone in the room he made his way to the Police station. Bristol was sitting at her desk when he walked in and smiled brightly.

"Couldn't stay away, huh?" She giggled winking at him.

"I'm looking for my partner. Did she come talk to Hal?" Alex asked sitting on the edge of Bristols desk.

"Yeah, she was here. She, um .... she's very beautiful, Alex. I mean, I see why you want her so much." The girl actually blushed which made Alex a little curious.

"Really? Weren't you calling her a bitch or something earlier?" He asked smiling.

"Well, maybe. I mean I was just jealous. She had you and not me and ... oh, it doesn't matter. She ... she invited me to your hotel room tonight ... she wants me to ... to ..." She stuttered to a stop, still red faced but, of all things, a shy smile on her face.

"She did, huh?" Alex laughed slightly. It didn't surprise him really, Angela was a nymph after all and sex was no further from her mind than it was Alex's. "You ever been with a girl before, Bristol?"

"Well, no ... not really, not one that is as sexy and hot as Angela. I mean in high school me and Patty Hastle kinda played around a little bit, but then her mom caught us and she was soooo pissed she wouldn't let Patty play with me any more ... in any way." Now she laughed. "I guess I am excited but nervous. I don't want Angela to be disappointed in me."

Alex stroked Bristols face softly and figured it out. Angela must have turned on her nymph power, it was the only way Bristol could of had such an about face turn in opinion.

"She won't be disappointed, Bristol. She wouldn't have invited you if she didn't want you and you have an amazing body. I can't wait to watch you two together."

"Oh, really? Don't think you're just gonna sit there and jerk off to a free sex show buster. I expect you to put that hard dick of yours to work too." She jokingly stated poking him with her finger but smiling a little more confidently now after his words. "Hal took her somewhere, but he said to tell you they would be back soon ... you want to wait with me? I could put the closed sign up if you like?" She licked her lips and grinned wickedly.

"Oh, I don't want to spoil you for later." Alex said standing up.

"You won't ... I am curious if you can use that meat on me now and still have some left though for Angela." She reached over, her small hand finding his bulge and squeezing making it throb and swell, her smile growing as she felt it hardening under her fingers.

"I do so love a challenge." Alex said picking the girl up from her seat as if she was as light as a feather and making her squeak in surprise and excitement.

She wrapped her legs around him as he carried her back to the empty jail cells.
 
Angela

For a 94 year old man, Douglas Making, was inspirational. He moved around his small log cabin bent over but with ease. All the while he told me his part in World War 2 battles, in particular, the Pacific campaign.

“I was a bazooka man. It was a weapon designed to kill tanks but we did not see too many of those on the topical islands. Instead, we used the bazooka against fixed Jap infantry emplacements such as small concrete bunkers and pill boxes.” Douglas explained.

“The explosion was so powerful, it would shake the coconuts loose from the trees” He explained with a gleeful smile. He opened his closet and rummaged through different boxes.

“Ah here it is” He said as he opened the bottom box and pulled out the large metal tube. “That is what you put on your shoulder… and load the rocket in the back, here” He pointed.

“Will the rocket still work after all these years?” I asked

“Sure… If it survived the jungles of the pacific, then it will work now. I remember dropping one round in a river on Iwo Jima. The rocket still worked, not like the crappy M2 flamethrower I have. That thing was always having problems!”

“You have a flamethrower?” I asked. My eyes sprinkled in excitement.

"Yes" Douglas replied "And you're so pretty you can have that too. But i want it back when your done!"

He really did sound like a grandfather, when he talked like that.
 
"If .... Hal .... catches us .... he will be so pissed!" Bristol gasped as Alex rammed his cock deep inside her.

She lay on the narrow uncomfortable bed in the cell, her skirt up around her waist, her shirt open, bra pushed up exposing her gorgeous firm breasts and her panties laying on the floor where Alex had thrown them before devouring her pussy. After giving the girl three mind blowing orgasms on his long thick tongue he had figured it was time to get in on the pleasure himself. As he had sat up to undo his belt, Bristol had grabbed at his pants like a mad things, desperate to get his cock in her, mewling like a kitten as it finally sprang free of his boxers and into her hands where she petted it and stroked it with a grin on her face.

"No one eats pussy like you, Alex, and no one has a cock like yours either. You know you spoiled me, after you I could never find a man to satisfy me." She had said before laying back legs spread obscenely and pulling his cock down to her soaking pussy.

Now, ten minutes later she had two more orgasms and was trying to just breath as Alex pounded her into the thin mattress. Bristol had her slim legs around his wait, pulling him deep, her arms around his neck. On occasion she would bring him down to kiss her, the kiss passionate and full of fire, but that would just make her even more breathless so she would break it, eyes rolling up into her head as her back arched trying to get more of the mans cock inside her dripping pussy.

With a loud grunt, she had a another orgasm, but her body was so worn out all she could do was shudder, but her pussy clenched around Alex's cock and with a loud growl he finally went over the edge, shooting thick stream of cum deep inside the girl getting a moan of satisfaction from her a happy smile as he fell onto her, then rolled slowly off. His cock pulled from her with a wet popping sound as he gathered her into his arms so they didn't both roll off the bed. Both of them were covered in sweat, but Bristol cuddled in close, her head on his chest as Alex stroked her hair.

"You know ... I always wondered what would have happened if you stayed." Bristol said softly, trailing her fingertip through Alex's chest hair. "Would we have got married? Had kids?"

"I was never that kind of guy, Bristol." Alex admitted quietly as he kissed the top of her head.

"Oh, I know ... but a girl can dream." Bristol turned her head to look up at him and smiled, but he saw the disappointment in that smile and in her eyes. "You and Angela look good together. She likes you, a lot ... a girl can tell these things. Maybe ... maybe you and her could have something. Outside of mind blowing sex of course." She giggled.

"We're friend and partners, Bristol ... I don't know if we could be more than that."

"Don't you want it to be more? Alex, you can't be one man against the world forever. Caleb is so happy having a family, don't you wish you could have one two some day? I bet Angela has thought about it."

Bristols words made Alex think. He didn't reply, just caressed her arm as he looked up at the cell's ceiling. He pictured Angela in a white wedding dress, coming down the aisle to stand with him, saying 'I do' ... he shivered. Yes, he wanted that, he admitted to himself, but was it fair to Angela, she might not want anything so tied down. Nymphs were notorious as love them and leave them kind of girls. Something long term ....? It was to early in their relationship to be thinking this far ahead he told himself and gently slipped from the bed to start dressing. Bristol lay watching him, a look of worry on her face.

"Did I say something wrong, Alex?" She asked quietly.

He smiled down to her and bent to kiss her lips. "No, nothing. Just gave me something to think about. Come on beautiful, get yourself dressed before your boss gets back. As you said Hal will be pissed, and it smells like a whorehouse in here now."

Bristol laughed and stood on weak legs as she pulled her clothes back into place.

"And who's faults that? If you hadn't given me so many orgasms ... oh god, look at the sheets all wet through. Gonna have to wash those." She giggled.

Together they walked back to the front of the office and Bristol fell into her chair with a groan as Alex walked to the front windows and looked out.

"Haven't had a work out like that in a long time. I ache all over." The girl laughed running her fingers through her messed up hair.

Outside Alex's eyes fell on a car with a single man in it. He seemed to be watching the front of the Sheriffs office. He tried to think back, had the car been there when he walked in? Yes, he was sure it had. The mud splattering the plates made them hard to make out but Alex thought they were Mississippi issued. Long way from home. And why sit in the street all this time? Scoping out the bank? No, the car was facing the wrong way. But scope out a Sheriffs office? To break someone out? There were no prisoners in the cells. Only one option came to mind. Whoever the man was he must be watching Alex ... and if he was watching Alex then maybe someone was watching Angela. A thrill of nervousness ran up his spine and he opened the door and strode out to go face the man, but as soon as his booted foot touched the sidewalk the car started and sped away in a scream of tyres.
 
Angela

A few minutes later Alex walked into the hotel lounge and I raised my martini glass at him from the hotel bar. He did a little double take as I had opened up my white shirt and was showing off my turquoise bra. He also noticed a few other men looking at me as well. He walked over to me.

“Hi handsome, are you new in town?” I asked. Alex figured out I was role playing and joined in.

"Yes!” Alex answered “Would it be alright if I took a seat next to you?" he asked, his deep voice exciting me.

"Please!" I beamed, pointing to the open sit near me. “My name is Angela” I said

"My name is Alex!" Alex answered with a smile after he had taken seat next to me. He gently took my hand and to my surprise he planted a small kiss on it. "Charmed to meet you!"

"Likewise..." I whispered back to him before taking another sip of my martini. "May I ask what you do?”

Alex grinned “Detective for the FBI. Working on two murder cases!”

“Very interesting, I have something I’d like you to investigate in my room? Do you have the time?” I asked in an erotic whisper

“Sure” Alex answered and we walked hand in hand back to our room. I felt Alex’s
eyes looking up and down my body as I opened the door. This flirting was fun… and my pussy tingled as my mind went to all the stuff Alex could do to me!

Once the door to our room was closed, I turned and kissed him.

“My new friend Bristol might be stopping by tonight to join in… I hope that is not a problem” I purred
 
Alex lent against the door, his hands on Angela's hips as they kissed. His cock was already hard in his pants from their little role play downstairs. He had noticed the barman smirking to himself, but then the man knew they were here together. But all the other clientele in the bar has been oblivious of that and probably were down there now cursing their luck and wishing they had made a move on Angela before Alex turned up and whisked her away.

"Bristol ... might be a little tired." Alex said with a twinkle in his eye and a smirk. "We did some catching up at the police station while you were out with Hal Grom ... speaking of which, I hope you didn't wear the old guy out. I saw the way his eyes were fixed to these gorgeous breasts of yours."

He pulled her shirt open hard sending buttons flying as his hands slipped to cup her huge firm tits and squeeze them. He pulled the turquoise bra down freeing them and leaned in to claim a nipple in his lips, sucking on it hard before kissing up over the swell of her breast and up to her neck, nibbling her ear as his hands slipped around her to cup her firm ass in those skintight jeans.

"God you look amazing." He breathed as his lips found hers again. Even though less than an hour before he had been balls deep in Bristol, Angela was making his cock so hard it threatened to burst through the zipper on his pants. She always did this to him, she was like a drug, an addiction and one he never wanted to be rid of. "You know you left all those poor suckers in the bar stiff and ready ... maybe I should send you back down to them in just your boots and see what they want to do to you."

Alex smirked as he said it, kissing her cute nose as he started to loosen her jeans, first the button, then pulling the zipper down, his hand sliding inside to stroke gently, teasingly over her matching turquoise panties. He could feel her heat and wetness and ran a thick fingertip slowly up the crease in those panties, over her lips and clit.
 
Angela

I was a little disappointed Bristol was not going to make it. But Alex was doing such a wonderful job, I soon forgot all about her. He gave me another kiss. Our lips nippling and biting each other. Then he slowly inserted his tongue into my mouth. I latched onto it and began to suck it like it was a miniature dick!

When he pulled his tongue back, my tongue entered his mouth. He sucked me as well. He moved down the side of my neck and began to softly lick and suck.

"Oh, yes," I sighed. "That's the spot. Right there." I moved a hand behind his head and gently held him in place. I craned my neck a little more, giving him better access. If he had been on top of me, I would have enveloped him with my legs. Instead he unhooked my bra as I arched my back.

He moved his lips down to my big breasts as he immediately felt my nipple harden. He kissed other areas of my breast as he made his way to my nipple. Then he reached it and sucked on it.

"Oh, yes," I softly moaned. "That's it" He sucked it for a minute, then he started to lightly gnaw on it. “Oooh. Yeah.” I gasped. My hand had found the back of his head again, as I held him in place. Small shock waves going through my body.

While all this was going on, his hand continued to gently stroke my pussy and clit through my panties. I was going crazy! He changed from his fingers to the palm of his hand. He applied some pressure and used a circular motion.

After thirty seconds of that I whispered, "Don't stop." Another fifteen seconds and my legs started to shake. "I'm almost there." I told him. Ten more seconds and my pussy achieved orgasm. “OH FUCK” I moaned as my pussy quivered and twitched under his hand. I was gasping as we moved to the bed.

We kissed again as I pulled open his pants. His huge cock was out and I could not have been more happy. I grabbed and began to stroke it.
 
Alex lay next to Angela as her hands grabbed his thick meat pole. He groaned as her magic fingers, literally he figured, danced up and down his cock which still had Bristol scent on it from the girls pussy. Angela was still in her jeans and those fucking hot boots she wore and Alex moaned and fell over onto his back. He could smell Angela's sex, her orgasm had made her so wet the beautiful scent filled the air making him hornier and he wondered briefing if Nymph pussy was some form of aphrodisiac. He reached out and grabbed her head, pulling her over him and back into a kiss. He loved making out with her, she just tasted so damn good. Their tongues battled back and forth as his hands stroked up and down her back, her gorgeous big tits pushed into his chest, her hard nipples rubbing on his hairy chest as she writhed on top of him.

"Damn girl .... fuck you have skillful hands." He laughed watching her handle his huge hard cock.

His own hands slipped down to cup that ass he loved so much, squeezing it, then pushing the denim off her hips and down over her butt leaving the panties in place as his hands caressed and firm smooth skin of her perfect ass and pulled her cheeks open, a fingertip teasing between them.

"You gonna get these jeans off and fuck me or what?" He asked huskily knowing if she didn't he might just rip them from her and fuck the living shit out of her, but he had probably already ruined her shirt, he didn't want to ruin any more of her wardrobe.
 
Angela

I did not need to be asked twice. I slipped my jeans off, boots still on, and straddled Alex, cowgirl style. "MMMMMMM” I moaned as Alex’s big cock filled me up. I smiled at him as I pushed down some more, sending more of his massive fuck stick into my pussy.

"Oh gawd," I moaned as I rode his cock. I took my free hand and started rubbing my clit, as I rode Alex’s cock. I had a good pace and as my hand furiously rubbed my clit. My breathing quickly became gasps as I plunge his cock into me forcefully. In no time at all, I was cumming. My pace slowed as I struggled to catch my breath.

“That was selfish on me” I told Alex. Then I reached down and guided his cock to my ass. I moaned as his cock went up my tight asshole "MMMM". I slid myself all the way off, and then pushed his cock right back into my ass. I continued doing this for a little while, taking it out and forcing it back in. Each time Alex’s cock head stretched my hole open I would moan deeply.

Now I started to fuck his cock with my ass. My ass took Alex’s full cock as my pace quickened. His cock truly felt all up in my guts. I went faster as my eyes got a crazed look of lust in them.

"Oh, yeah," I said. "Just like... ugh... that. FUCK my little asshole. Alex’s cock was penetrating me so deep. There was a fire in my eyes. My ass went up and down, impaling itself again and again on Alex’s monster cock. My tits were swinging back and forth as Alex slapped my ass, sending ripples through my ass cheeks.

"Yeah! Ride me! Ride me!" said Alex said.

"Pump my ass full of that big dick. Fill me up!” I moaned to him. Then my pussy had had enough. I gave out a guttural cry and Alex felt my pussy explode in pleasure. I almost blacked out. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, and it seemed like I might drown.
 
Watching his sexy slut partner go for her third orgasm was almost to much for Alex. Angelas tight ass squeezed his thick dick as she soared on sexual waves of pleasure and he held her up as she almost blacked out. Sitting on like she was she looked perfect, her huge gorgeous tits swaying, her nipples so hard they could cut glass. her holes so tight no matter how much she got fucked that she always, ALWAYS, made him feel like it was their first time. He was panting hard to, she was giving him a work out as much as he was her. Suddenly, while she was still almost out of it, he pulled her from his cock and moved her to lay on the bed. He got behind her pulling her hips up till she was in the doggy position. He grinned at the view and could of happily looked at her like that all night, but his cock wanted pay back. He open her legs a little and slipped a hand down there, over her pussy, it was engorged, hot to the touch and flooded. Her ass hole winked at him as it tried to close up but he wasn't done wit that yet. He moved behind her leaning down to kiss her ass cheeks, then lick her pussy, then stick his tongue deep in her ass. God, was there nowhere on her she didn't taste incredible, he wondered?

"My turn." He stated pulling his tongue from her ass and angling his rigid dick at the hole.

With a powerful thrust he went from nothing to balls deep in her ass, his arms slipped around her, hugging her as he lay over her back thrusting, in and out, in and out, cock tip to balls each and every time, using her tight ass for his pleasure, loving how warm her body was against his. His hands found her hanging breasts and grasped them, squeezing hard, then finding her nipples to twist them violently to get a response. He knew she loved breast play and he was using all his skills on them as he ravaged her ass with his cock. His thrusts began to pick up speed now, no longer wanting to give her the full length of his cock, happy to just ram half home faster and faster. He kissed the back of her neck softly.

"I'm gonna flood your perfect ass, baby." He hissed.

Them moment later, putting action to word his cock swelled and throbbed and he grunted loudly as he started to shoot warm thick stream after warm thick stream of cum deep into her bowls. His hands slipped from her breasts to her tight belly feeling his cock there, bulging her belly slightly and he smiled. It took a few more minutes before all of his cum had been deposited inside her, then slowly he pulled out. Every inch sending tingles through his now sensitive cock making him pant and finally when it was all out he sat back on his haunches and admired his work. Her ass winked, clenching, cum slowly oozing out and down her thighs. His cock looked a little red from the rough action it had received, but it was also very satisfied as was the rest of him. He flopped back on the bed head on the pillow watching her.

"God ... I love you."

He blinked ... he hadn't meant to say those words, he wasn't sure where they had come from. Was it Bristols questions earlier about him and Angela? Maybe that had put it in his mind. He actually blushed, half of him hoping Angela was far to gone to register what he had said ... but part of him, a big part, hoping she had and was ok with it.
 
Angela

I looked over at Alex. He had said the “love” word. Love is a complex emotion for me and kind of freaks me out. It is about attachment and obsession. My father “loved” my mother, but that love ended up killing her. Love has many different meanings to many different people; it can be tossed aside like dirty rag, unimportant and forgotten, or cherished and cared for like a priceless gemstone. I’m in the priceless gemstone camp and who wants that responsibility?

“Alex…” I said in my “why did have to say that” voice. But then I stopped myself. We got to know each other over time, we have embraced each other for who we are inside; accepting each other’s flaws and overcoming obstacles together. That is huge. We are happy together and spread that happiness to others.

Our passion and lovemaking is dazzling! Like a white-hot inferno; a firestorm for which there is no comparison. There is true chemistry between us. And I trusted Alex with my life. If I did not love Alex… could I love at all?

I guess it is time to grow up and accept responsibility for this priceless gemstone called love.

“Alex” I said starting over in my loving voice “I love you too” I leaned in and we kissed. The kiss lasted a while.

“Alex, you might love me more when you look under the bed.” I told him.

He got a puzzled look on his face and leaned over the edge of the bed to see under it.

“There is a fire thrower and a bazooka under the bed!” he gasped.

“I get the bazooka! You already have a big gun between your legs!” I said laughing.
 
Alex laughed too and turned back toward her smiling. For a moment there his heart had been in his mouth. Her tone had told him he had made a terrible mistake, but then she had seemed to second guess herself, to consider her words and then she had told him she loved him. It was an odd feeling. He had had women say it to him before of course, he had even been in love once, or thought he had been. The word never came easy to him and never quick so when he had blurted it out he was as shocked as Angela. However once spoken it was out there hanging like the sword of Damocles over his head. Luckily she hadn't cut the thread. He looked her over, still in those sexy as fuck boots but nothing else. She was a gift from the Gods, she had to be, and he wondered what he had done to deserve her. He cupped her face gently and kissed her softly but with love. He figured there was no point hiding his feelings now he had blurted them out.

"You are so fucking hot we might not need the flame thrower either." He said with a wink. "Whatever's out there I bet it would take one look at you and want to fuck your brains out ... assuming it IS a he of course."

There was suddenly a knock on the door and Alex slipped from the bed and pulled his robe on and padded to the door. He opened it to see the young desk clerk from reception standing there.

"Agent Durant? I have a mess ....."

The lads eyes had found Angela still on the bed naked but for the boots. His jaw was moving but no words came out as he stood and stared his eyes travelling up and down Agent Fox's body. Alex took the note from the mans unresistant hand and read it.

"That was quick. Trent's got back to us already. The sample .... oh fuck." He turned to look at Angela. "Ever heard of a Wendigo?" He asked.

He realised the clerk was still standing their a huge bulge in his pants. Alex grabbed him and pulled him inside and kicked the door closed.

"You can't stand there with a tent in your pants that big, it must be against some law of decency." Alex smirked.
 
Angela

“Never heard of one of those” I answered when Alex asked about the Wendigo. I slipped out of bed and walked over to our new guest. My huge breasts putting on a nice show for him. Meanwhile, I was looking at the young man’s big bulge!

“I tell you I love you and the first thing you want is a threesome. You are just unbelievable!” I kidded Alex.

“Do you mind?” I asked the young man as I pointed at his crotch.

"I thought you'd never ask." The young man said. He was pretty cocky, I’ll give him that. I unzipped his pants and got on my knees. I fished the big hard cock out of his pants and rubbed it against my face.

“MMMM” I moaned enjoying the feel of it on my face. Then I started to lick around the cock head and down the shaft. I returned to where I started, my mouth hovered around the large purple head. I could taste the pre-cum already oozing from him as my mouth enveloped him. He moaned in pleasure. As I bobbed up and down on his cock. He could feel his dick going deeper and deeper down my throat. My hands kneaded his ass as my mouth travel the length of his cock.

Behind me, I felt Alex reached down and tease my slick warmth pussy. His fingers slid inside me as he slowly finger fucked me. Going in and out of my pussy. He could feel my muscles tense as he thrust inside me.

"You're a naughty boy," I said through sultrily to Alex. "Very, very naughty."

"You have no idea," Alex replied as his thumb rubbed against my clit.

“OHHH” I moaned as I tightened my pussy almost trapping Alex's fingers. "Why don't you show me?" I said. My tongue still licking the guest cock, but my mind was on what Alex would do next.
 
Alex had smiled at Angela's comment on him wanting a threesome after she told him she loved him. He doubted his partner would ever turn down a threesome in any situation. His meaning in having the man inside the room so no one saw his huge cock bulge as he and Angela discussed the message, but his Nymph partner had ideas of her own and Alex's cock had throbbed seeing her pull the desk clerks cock free and start working on it with her perfect cock sucking lips. Obviously the man was enjoying himself, what man wouldn't. Now, his fingers soaked with his partner pussy juices Alex contemplated his next move. He sucked his fingers clean, loving how she tasted, then admired her body from the back, her hourglass figure with her huge firm perfect breasts, the perfect woman. His eyes travelled down to her ass and he smiled getting down behind her he began to caress her ass. It was firm, smooth, perfectly rounded. The clerk watched him with a smirk as he parted Angela's cheeks and lent in. He placed a kiss on her tight ass hole, seeing it wink at him, then his tongue flicked out, licking over it before he began to tease the hole harder, his hands still squeezing her ass cheeks.

"Mmmmmmmmm you taste so damn good, Partner." He said with a growl before his tongue speared into her ass and began to fuck her softly.

One hand kept her cheeks open so he could ravage her ass with his tongue while the other slipped around her to cup one breast, squeezing it, his thumb and finger finding and pinching her nipple before twisting it hard. His cock was so hard it actually ached a little, rubbing on her thigh as he worked her body. Finally he pulled his face from her now soaking wet ass and raised himself, his cock head slipping between her cheeks rubbing over her hole. He grabbed it and aimed, teasing the hole with his cock head, then began to push in feeling her ass open for him before he popped inside and grunted at the tightness. He didn't wait, pushing his hips, sliding deeper until his balls slapped on her wet pussy lips. Now both hands were cupping her breasts, fondling them, pinching and teasing her super sensitive nipples as he began to pick up a fucking motion spearing her ass on his thick cock.

"Holy fuck ... are all FBI agents as slutty as you two?" The desk clerk asked starting to pant heavily from Angela's skilled oral work.
 
Angela

I took my mouth off the desk clerk’s cock.

"Oh Alex, fuck me with that big cock! You make me so fuckin' wet!" I moaned as Alex massive cock entered my ass. I knew Alex was probably grinning with pride as he showed off to the desk clerk. This was not the kind of show the clerk saw much of in this little town.

My mouth returned to the clerk’s cock. I turned up the pleasure. His cock going in and out of my mouth… like it was a pussy. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth wildly. I almost did not need to do anything with my tongue as he was lost in his own act of satisfaction. But i did use my tongue!

"Fuckkkkk! Oh god...cummmmming...cummmmmming” He warned me, but I knew he wanted my mouth to stay on his cock. So I did not move after his warning. He started to squirt his cum down my throat as I swallowed to get it all down.

“FUCK” he moaned when he was done cumming and I released his cock.

Meanwhile, Alex was fucking my ass nice and deep. It was my turn to cum. “uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...Oh fu...uuu...ck!" I got out as I gasped for breath. My body quivered and bucked on Alex’s cock.

Alex never stopped pummeling my ass as I was cumming. My orgasm lasted an extra long time… and I think that was what caused Alex to trigger. I was still moaning and coming down from my peak, when he pulled his huge cock out and sprayed cum over my back and ass. I felt a puddle of cum in the small of my back, there was so much cum!

“Oh WOW” I moaned. Everyone was done for now. The desk clerk thanked both of us and departed. Alex and I collapsed on the bed.

“That was amazing Alex.” I said and then leaned over and kissed him “I love you!”

“I love you too” Alex replied “Let me get cleaned up” He said heading to the bathroom. I got out my cell phone and looked up a Wendigo. I read what it was and gasped.

“Alex, we got to get going. We got to get Ellis… NOW” I told him. He stepped out of the bathroom and I handed him my phone. "Read this!" I said as i started to pull on clothing. On the phone was:

Wendigo are born of Greed and Starvation. The wendigo’s origins are mysterious. Some claim they are beings summoned forth from the corpses of humans who have died of starvation. Others say they come from those who have died because of cannibalism or their own greed.

They have an insatiable appetite. They prey on the weak and hungry. Legends speak of entire settlements devoured by a single wendigo. All that remains of these settlements are eerily silent buildings and a few scattered bones.

Wendigos all look different. But most have an emaciated humanoid shape with some disturbing lupine features, described by one scholar as a “hairless zombie werewolf.”

Wendigo

Always hungry… craved the flesh… the flesh of humanoids. ALWAYS HUNGRY. NEEDED TO EAT. It had grown to the size of a monstrous bear. Standing well over 12 feet tall. It had feasted on 5 humans… the irony being it grew in size, so its hunger and craving remained. The more it ate… only increased the hunger. It was eternally starving! Maybe eating the man-wolf would make the hunger go away. It smelled wolfman inside the cabin

Ellis in the hunting cabin

Ellis raced down the hall entered the bedroom and slammed closed. His chest heaved from exertion. His mind raced. Horror filled his mind as he smelled the creature outside the cabin. The rot scent filled the air. Taking a dry swallow, he moved to the bedroom window.

Should he try to out run it in the woods? Or stay in the cabin? His body was trembling. With trepidation he decided to open the bedroom window. Ellis stopped what he was doing, when he heard a twig break. He looked out the window, but the moon’s light was not enough to see anything.

“AAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGG” The Wendigo screamed as it smashed through the bedroom window. Ellis got back just in time. The thing was horrifying. It was 12 feet tall with long arms, with long, lethal claws. It had a beak like mouth and an extended tongue. It looked incredibly emaciated. With thick hide, mad, glowing eyes, and goat-like horns coming out of it’s head. Ellis ran out of the bedroom. He quietly moved to the kitchen and grabbed the largest cooking knife he could find. He waited for the thing to come out of the bedroom and follow him.

The Wendigo moved silently around to the front of the cabin so as not to alert its prey. Ellis’ back was to the front door of the cabin. The wendigo got ready to smash the front door down… when car lights brightened the front of the cabin.
 
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