#bna monster au
It sure is easy to get lost in the woods…
A new series I’m starting! I’m calling this series “The Park.” You can send in requests for specific monsters! It’s like my alien series where it’s all in the same universe.
Warnings: 18+, nsfw, monster kink
“Yes of course it’s that way, I’m not dumb I know how to read a map…” You grumbled to yourself while stomping through the leaves of what you THOUGHT was a trail. The park ranger lady warned you to read the map carefully, and you truly regret brushing him off. It looks like water ran off down hill during a heavy rain, creating a small dirt trail leading to nothing. And you are the bright one who took the path by mistake. It’s pouring now, and trying to make your way back up the hill in the down pour is impossible.
You slipped twice, scraping your knee and covering yourself in mud. You felt the need to continue onward, sitting in the rain gave you a sense of panic. Moving through the woods made you feel productive, like you aren’t just waiting to die. It’s been a few hours now, you haven’t heard a single voice. No sign of civilization at all. The sun is starting to set, and your shoes are filled with water. The side of a cliff not too far ahead created some type of over hang, you can see a spot of dry Earth and smile to yourself desperate for some type of relief from the extreme weather. A small creek stood between you and the cliff, it has a slight muddy bank and smooth stones leading up to the wall of rock. The mud around the area caught your attention briefly, going from the woods, up to the overhang is one long deep groove, almost like a trench. You laugh to yourself a small nervous laugh “It almost looks like a giant snake moved through here.” A sensation of dread came over you, feeling as if a thousand eyes are staring at you from the tree line. You rush to the safety of the overhang, and place your back firmly against the cold rock.
Eventually you fall asleep. When you wake up it’s dark, but the rain at least stopped. The forest is filled with the sounds of bugs chirping, the moon is full and the nightly summer air is chilly. You didn’t bring much with you for survival, you thought you’d be taking a quick walk if anything. Hiking is a new hobby for you, your canvas bag has a granola bar, a refillable water bottle and a map with the ink bleeding from getting soaked in the rain. Your cell phone is useless, it died searching for service. You wished you had something to start a fire, at least you’re dry now, for the most part.
You crawled out of your hiding spot to take a drink of water from the creek, the water looks clean enough. You lean over and splash water over your face.
Something large moved through the trees, the sound of a branch on the ground snapped. You look into the tree line, your heart beat picking up. You can’t see that far into the dark, the moon only really illuminating the small clearing you’re in. Are there bears out here? Mountain lions?
You listen for another moment and lean over to take a drink or water, but someone calls out to you. “Hey!” You stumble back, falling off balance. “You can’t drink that!”
Is this rescue? “Help I’m-” Your throat is dry. You see the figure of a man start to emerge from the foliage. Your voice is hoarse from dehydration, you make a squeaking sound to call out for help. The man doesn’t stop emerging, half of him, the lower half of course, is long. Unnaturally so. He’s a massive man with solid muscle, but his legs have been replaced with some type of… tube? You squint as the man, who appears to look angry gets closer. Not a tube- a snake. He’s a snake! You scream, a cracked, high pitched scream and try to crawl backwards and fall onto your elbows, paralyzed with fear. “Be quiet!” He shouts. “Do you want the drider to hear you?” You clamp a hand over your own mouth, you’re not sure what a drider is, but his voice is sure and powerful, so you listen to him. The snake man leans forward, the snake half is flexible and has a fluid way of moving. He leans closer to you, his red eyes powerful and boring into you. He takes a deep breath, and with one quick movement grabs your body off of the ground and throws you over his shoulder. You’d never been lifted like this before, he doesn’t even grunt like he struggled with the weight of your body in the slightest. You try to yell out in objection, but the shock of the situation doesn’t allow you to even get a word in. He approaches the cliff wall, you hadn’t noticed that next to the over hang is a giant slab of rock, almost like a boulder. It’s giant, but the creature uses its long muscular tail to slide it over like its nothing. He closed the entryway behind him, and torches along the cave wall suddenly ignite as if he flipped a light switch. He set you down in the middle of the floor and crossed his arms. “There you go woman. You can scream now.” You opened your mouth to yell, but then stopped. “I have to be dreaming.” Is all you say as you glance around. There’s a pile of rocks in the corner that almost looks like a makeshift oven. Hides of deer are laying out to dry across a wooden log, and furs are thrown together in a pile that looks like a bed. “No you’re awake.” He tapped you on the head like he was a kid knocking on a fish bowl. “And you’re in my territory.” He looked irritated.
“Not on purpose. I got lost.” You try to sound less meek, it doesn’t work.
“Of course you did. These woods are made for men and monsters, you’re small and weak.” He put a finger under your chin and tilted your head up to look at him. His fingers are rough, his hands huge and callused like rocks. “And soft…” His eyes beamed down at you like two stopped traffic lights, crimson and enormous.
The next few days were odd, but not unpleasant. The monster you learned is a “naga” called Eijiro. A hunter who has staked a claim in these woods. He explained that lots of monsters lurk in the area, and that seeing a human is incredibly rare. He spends the first few days doting on you entirely. Bringing you small animals that he cooks with herbs from the forest. He doesn’t allow you to lift the canteen to your mouth, forcing you to let him give you a drink. Objecting offerings seem to offend him deeply, it became easier to just let him do what he wanted. At night, he stayed up late stoking a fire to keep the cave warm. You laid in his nest of furs and slept peacefully, feeling oddly safe with your muscular hero.
Once he deemed you healthy enough to follow him, he tentatively allowed you to follow him out of the cave and into the forest so he can collect some of the small animals from traps he had laid nearby. The sunshine feels good on your skin, and the sound of birds chirping is a peaceful sound to hear. You have trouble keeping up with him, he moves quickly. He turns every few seconds to see you staggering behind again, stops, and let’s you catch up. He easily glides over a rough patch of bushes like it’s nothing, but when you try to follow him you fall on your hands, scraping your palm. He gasps and circles back to you, scooping you off of the ground into his arms bridal style. “I’m fine!” You try to push yourself off of him, but he holds you tighter. “You’re bleeding, I can’t have you bleed. We’re going back to our nest.” You don’t notice that he says our at first, but it dawns on you when you’re back at the cave, as the boulder door slides shut, trapping you in. That Eijiro has no intention on guiding you back to civilization. He hasn’t offered, or even asked where you’re from. He didn’t seem malicious, he is a bit strict and rough, but weirdly sweet. He quickly wraps your palm after cleaning the dirt off of your small wound in a bandage made of leaves, his rough hands gently gripping onto you with tender care. You murmur a thank you, his close proximity giving you butterflies. You can’t lie, he’s handsome. He has a charm to him, he gave you a smile after he finished wrapping your hand. His pointed teeth hardly phase you, his monstrous appearance more of a quirky attribute than anything terrifying. You gather some courage and ask him the question on his mind. He had sauntered over to the fire, getting ready to roast a rabbit for the two of you to share. “Eijiro…” He perks up at the sound of you using his name. He told you that he enjoys the way it sounds coming off of your tongue. “Yes woman?” He says, refusing to use your name once again. “People are probably looking for me, do you have any idea how to get back to the park?”
Eijiro blinked twice. “What is a park?” He frowned. “And why are people searching for my woman?” He crossed his arms.
You felt a tingle of warmth rush through your body. His woman? You thought to yourself. That wouldn’t be too terrible. “The park I came from. It’s a place where humans go to be in nature? I got lost remember? I need to know how to get back.”
He thought for a moment, looking confused and disgruntled. “There are no humans nearby.”
“There has to be, I was only walking for a few hours before I found your cave.”
“Humans are rare, some don’t even believe they exist. You will stay here.” He said with a finalizing tone. “I know drider have the scent of a fertile woman. They know better than to come onto my territory, but if I release you they will pluck you from the ground and drag you back to their webs before you can even scream.”
After hounding him for more information, you decide on two possibilities of your current situation. The first being that you’ve somehow fallen and hit your head, and all of this is a very realistic hallucination. Or, you’ve somehow left the park and landed in a topsy turvy world filled with giant creatures of the night, and you just might be the odd one in these woods.
Eijiro insisted you rest while he sharpened his spear, you think he might be tired of answering all of your questions. You laid down on the furs and tried closing your eyes, but sleep didn’t come for you, it’s the middle of the day.
You watched him as he worked, the veins in his arms bulging with each strike against the wooden pole. The fire light of the torches danced off of his face as he focused on his task. “Are you not able to sleep woman?” He asked without looking up. “I’m not tired.” You cuddled into the furs, wiggling until you felt more comfortable. “And I like watching you.” He looked up from his spear carving and eyed you suspiciously. “You do?” He set the weapon down and slithered a few feet closer to you. His face, cautious but excited. You felt shy now, blushing a bit. “Well, yes I do. You’re interesting.”
“What does that mean?” He asks, his brow furrowed.
“That I’ve never seen anyone like you before. I’m very curious about you, and this world I’ve stumbled on.”
He didn’t dare inch another step forward. “I’ve never seen a woman like you. Naga females are large and brutal. Not nearly as sweet and easy to kill as you.”
“Thank you?” You couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Human men aren’t nearly as big as you are. "Or as good looking.” You say eyeing his physique.
He came closer to you and you swallowed hard, feeling a bit nervous as he brought himself closer to the ground to be more level with you. “You find me attractive.” He states, not really asking a question. You blush wildly. “Your heart is beating faster. Are you showing me signs that you are ready to mate now?” Before you could even think he pulled you off of your side and into his arms, his tail rapidly coiling around you. He created a sort of ball in your nest, pinning you against his own body, his chest to yours and your back against his tail. “Mate? You’re a snake we can’t-” You giggled, Eijiro’s hands explored your skin and started tearing at your clothes. He pulled your shirt above your head and cupped your soft breasts in his hands, his mouth dragging wet kisses down your face and neck. “Yes mate.” He demanded. “I don’t know your courting customs.” He pulled at your shorts that you’ve been wearing for days. You playfully slapped at his hand. “But I could smell your wet cunt from across the woods.” He mouthed at you with vigor, nipping at your neck and sucking.
You felt something hard press against your belly, leaving a sticky residue on your torso. You push Eijiros head off of your collar bone and look down, to see something that looked surprisingly human. Scales had shifted out of the way, and a thick rod jutted out of his pelvis. It was leaking moisture, he gripped the top of his member and pulled the goo down over him, making himself slick. He grinned, drinking up your shock. “Do you think I’m an impressive male?” He asked, his voice husky. All you could do is nod your head and grip his face, pulling his mouth towards yours and fiercely kiss him. His tongue flicked over yours, moans escaping both of your lips between gasps of air. He pulled your legs apart, taking great care to grip your plush thighs with greed. His cock is slimy now, he pushes himself inside of you with a slopping sound. You cry out and arch your back, he pins you down harder against his tail, grabbing a fistful of your hair for leverage. He thrusts once, hard and deep, and then again. And again, pulling almost all of the way out before slamming back into you. “Eijiro-” You pant, the air being knocked out of your lungs. “Faster, please!” You beg, scratching at his back. The naga smirks. “As you wish, mate.” His hips buck quickly, every stroke filling you completely and driving you to make sounds you didn’t think possible. You screamed out, begging him to keep going until your orgasm rocks through you, causing you to squirt. Eijiro stops for a moment and studies the liquid that ejected from your body, he runs a finger over your clit. Gathering some of the moisture onto his fingers. “Oh I’m sorry-” you feel embarrassed until the snake brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks the liquid off. “You taste good.” He makes a low throat sound that sounds like a hiss before he plunges at your chest. Sucking down on your nipples, kissing and biting at your breasts. “Eijiro- y-yes please-”
“You’ll look so beautiful swollen with my offspring.” He growls, starting to pick up pace again.
He breeds you for literal hours, slowing to give you a break to catch your breath and then slamming back into you. He stops to hold you after another orgasm, just letting his cock rest inside of you. You feel his cock shiver and pulse, as his hot cum fills you. He gives a gentle stroke as he finishes. The both of you covered in sweat, tears streamed down your face as you felt limp against him and sore. Finally he let’s you down, laying you in the furs before moving away to retrieve you some water. You try to catch your breath, every limb of yours shaking. He seems unphased, and returns to your side with his canteen made of hide. He brings it to your lips, and you drink it desperately. “What a good girl.” He purrs, proud of his mate. You lay all of the way down, hardly finding the energy to keep your eyes open. “Can you keep your eyes off of me and rest now woman?” He splashes some of the water onto you, rinsing off your body with his hands. “Or do you need me to mate with you again?”
You looked at him with shock. “How could you possibly go again?”
He laughs, you’d never heard him laugh before. It’s loud and filled with heart. “Is this a human joke? A male such as myself could go for days during breeding season.” He brushed a strand of hair off of your face. “However, it is not normal for a male to have a female this small, I’ll have to take your needs into account. Rest now my love.” He planted a kiss on your forehead and smiled. “Such a good girl.”
