Don't Sleep: Primal Text Game
Here's a proof of concept for a caveman styled text sext game. It's what happens when you sleep under the wrong circumstances >;£ Very rapey.
She is awoken by a sudden weight on her chest and face, pinning her down as she instinctively tries to jolt up. Illuminated by the light of the small fire burning at her tent side, pressed against her face is the head of a large wolf, the one yellow eye she could see level with her own, glaring straight into them. A cry escapes her as she's penetrated, the wolf's paws curled under her tights, lifting her up a little closer to his lower end of his body - just under his back legs, where his cock was already hard and waiting. The pointed tip of his thick organ had no problem slipping in, even though she wasn't expecting it. He'd been preparing for some time, and it have given him plenty of opportunity to get slick with his own need.
He'd seen the light and tent, and evidently having learnt from other travelers, knew there might be something tastier than food inside. All it took was some very quiet stalking, to find the entrance and sneak inside. It was often worth it, as it was now; he'd found his prize below her fur skirt, ripe for the taking as she slept on her back, body vulnerable to his assault.
He starts to thrust his weight down on her, haunches pushing back and forth, the angle awkward but been practiced through to perfection, holding her hips high enough with his front paws that he could get his cock inside. And with his heavy head, backed by a strong neck, she was firmly held down, the pussy below was helpless until he would be finished with it. She could yell and fight as much as she wanted to, but the wolf was too heavy to push off, and her weapons were out of arm's reach, just too far away to grab. She couldn't get a strong blow in, as not only was the travel tent too confined to get a swing, but she couldn't really move her arms much at all, his head lying across her shoulders, keeping them flat - an ability that had given him much of an advantage over many unsuspecting preys.
The wolf stared down at her as she howled at him, his mouth hanging loose, panting, long tongue out almost touching her skin. His yellow eyes didn't care for her anguish as he ravaged her, only that his dick had found a hot, wet hole to pound at. Like this, he held her down for as long as he wanted, able to screw at his leisure without worry of his mate escaping or being attacked. A lone wolf that had mastered raping human, spreading his seed but not his pups. His knot swells, her screaming getting louder as he stretches out her pussy with his growing dick, until he's so thick keeping a fast pace is impossible. Instead he sinks it deep, so deep that it won't come out again, the lips of her pussy bulging as the knot inside fills it to maximum. Now, the jets of hot seed he starts releasing can't escape, cock twitching through her depths, balls twisting and churning as he empties them into his bitch. Now that he's still it leaves her fully aware of each strong spasm of his cock, followed by the high-pressure squirt of his animal seed, only making her want to fight harder but the experience had left her physically and emotionally drained.
He made sure to keep her pinned down all throughout his release,taking his time until he was ready to leave, satisfied that the sheath of her cunt had given him what he wanted, no matter its unwilling owner. With some clumsy awkwardness, he quickly turned around, flailing paws knocking over her positions, flanks pushing the tent and paws stepping on the woman below him, knot still plugged in her aching cunt. Before she could react, he began to run, dragging screaming and surprised woman out of her tent, into the cold night air. She slid a few feet through the cold snow before he popped free, quickly disappearing into the night before the woman could even think of trying for revenge, leaving only a second set of tracks, next to the ones he'd left before. Humiliated and now shivering, she crawls back into her tent, now only able to neaten up her possessions, hold her weapons a bit closer, and lie awake in her furs until morning, sleep refusing to come.
Is this a game you'd be interested in playing?
~ Serban