What lurked beyond the bushes left Mariposa shocked and speechless.
Years of hunting and gathering in the harsh, deadly wilderness of X-103 had taught Mariposa to be ready for anything lurking behind every bush she came across. But not this.
She had been worried to death about her big sister Meteora being gone for longer than usual. As in long enough for the sun fell from the sky and darkness had conquered the forest. The two knew that night in this area made way for worse creatures to lurk around, and the fact that Meteora was still gone by then made it all the more worrying.
Even though the older sister knew some really powerful magic that could fight off most anything, the younger one's fears got the best of her and out she bolted from the cave with panic drumming her heart. Sure enough, once she ventured deep enough into the dense, night-bathed woods, Meteora's screams made her heart jump and her blood freeze. Whether the sound was of fear or anguish, she didn't know, but she sped up towards the source as quickly as her legs could take her, pushing through the pain that assailed her muscles as the limits of her young, developing body encroached upon her.
About a month prior, Meteora had apparently managed to make contact with "someone from the outside" who provided them with all the necessities needed to survive day by day, significantly cutting down on the risk that usually came with hunting and scavenging it themselves. Though when the younger girl asked for elaboration, Meteora often evaded her questions by changing the subject or giving a vague, "don't worry about it, everything's fine". Accustomed to believing everything her older sister said, Mariposa didn't pay much mind to it. While the two vowed to trust no one but themselves and each other, if Meteora had faith in this so-called supplier, then Mariposa had no cause for concern. Still, she couldn't help but wonder who this unknown person was that she left to go meet every couple of days and why they were helping them with seemingly no cost. Out of the goodness of their heart? No way. Not in this literal dog-eat-dog world, where people would sooner stab you to death than so much as say "hi".
Well that "cost" had laid itself bare right before Mariposa's shocked, widened eyes, as they peaked from behind parted leaves.
The hybrid girl was bent over a rock, her lithe form jerked back and forth as a hulking humanoid lizard man repeatedly smacked her ass with powerful pelvic thrusts, every collision of flesh echoing throughout the forest.
"Oh gosh! Harder! Harder!" Meteora loudly demanded, struggling to contain and control her shrill cries. Her eyes screwed shut and her bottom lip was bitten, the young girl's reins clearly in the hands of her monstrous partner.
Mariposa was no stranger to the concept or the act of sex. Not that she ever partook in it herself, since the only people she ever knew and interacted were Meteora and the old lady that cared for them from infanthood to their current adolescence. Instead, Mariposa occasionally indulged in masturbation, relying on books Meteora brought home from a lost library shipment she ran across on one occasion. There were some normal novels and school textbooks. And among them were those of an erotic nature, some with graphic depictions of lewd acts and some that delved into the biology and anatomy for various creatures of the multiverse, humans included. Reading those books feverishly to completion awakened something in Mariposa, bestowing upon her an itch that begged to be scratched every now and then, which the younger sister indulged in when Meteora wasn't present or awake. Perhaps it awakened something in Meteora as well, hence the powerful pounding she was taking so eagerly.
The aforementioned itch crept into Mariposa's loins as the initial shock of the discovery gave way to arousal, soaking her undergarments. Her hand ghosted over her groin for a moment, before she snatched it away and quickly bit down on one of her fingers in defiance towards her oppressive physical needs.
Whether as a blessing or a curse Meteora ended up switching positions, her creamy white, purple striped body facing her younger sister's direction, while one leg was propped upon the lizard's shoulder. She could see it in the clearest view possible, the lizard man's cock, red, smooth and as thick as his forearm bottoming out in her over and over with such unfathomable ease. The way the hybrid girl's stomach bulged repeatedly looked like it hurt a lot, yet Meteora continued to beg her lover to go faster, harder or both at once.
"Whoa... How does she. Do that?" Mariposa whispered to herself. So enamoured by the erotic scene before her, did she fail to register her own hand dipping down and digging into her own panties. The moment two of her fingers found the warm wetness they thirsted for, the human girl's breath caught in her throat. She fought hard not to make a noise, lest she alerted them to her presence and abruptly end the show she was starting to enjoy.
Mariposa's fingers dipped slightly deeper inside, nearly letting a cry escape before she bit her lip hard to keep it down.
Her fingers pulled and pushed, slowly at first, then gradually matched the pace of the stranger's hips. Her other hand eventually joined her busy one, spreading her moist pussy lips apart and seeking her burgeoning clit. The moment she pressed the automatic pleasure button, her nerves sprung to life, an audible squeak nearly emerging before she slapped her mouth closed in time.
She drifted her focus to the lizard's huge cock, the pace of her hands lagging behind it. She marveled at its thickness, still unsure how something like that could fit inside Meteora. Was it magic? Or was it something about the hybrid girl's body that she never knew of? Either way, Mari wondered if it could fit inside her too. Would it hurt a lot? From what she read in those human biology books, girls tend to bleed during their first time. The young girl hoped hers would feel more pleasurable than painful, like how Meteora was feeling at that moment.
"Oh gosh, I'm gonna cu-I'm cumming! I'm cummiiinnng!" Meteora shrieked, her body convulsing under the weight of her impending orgasm. While one arm on its elbow shakily threatened to collapse, the other one flailed about for something to hold on for dear life.
Her climax induced seizure nearly knocked herself off the rock before the lizard man caught her. With both legs over his shoulders, he clung her folded form to him tightly as he lifted her by the ass and pounded into her harder.
"I'm-I'm getting close, too!" The lizard man growled, his legs getting shakier and his thrusts growing uneven. "Where do-where ya, agh! Want it? Inside again?"
Again. Even in the haze of her lust, questions of how long these trysts have went on and how it even danced in her mind. Then she was reminded of that part in the biology book which stated that if a male ejaculated inside a female, that woman would get pregnant. Still, in the several weeks or so of this whole debacle, there didn't seem to be any sign of pregnancy on Meteora's part, assuming what the lizard said was true. Again, it was either magic or another mystery of the hybrid's body that Mariposa had yet to solve.
Either way, her fingers weren't slowing down nor did her approaching orgasm.
"Innn... My mouth." The words came out in drunken slurs, barely comprehensible through the grunts and groans rattling out of her throat.
The lizard placed his partner back on her feet before she immediately dropped to her knees, opened her mouth wide and held out both hands as if expecting a gift. Instead, there hung a swollen cock that was furiously jerked off in her face as the slightly pointy tip aimed into her gaping mouth.
A raspy growl came from deep within the creature's throat as stream after long stream shot directly into Meteora's eager throat, a few clean hits into her mouth with some splattered on her tongue. After several shots, his dick tilted up and Meteora's face became drenched in more ropes of the thick, cloudy fluid.
Mariposa tried to suppress her squeals of climax by biting her hand so hard, she broke skin. Futile as it still came out in a low, elongated squeak. Hopefully she kept a far enough distance that their ears didn't catch it.
"What was that?" The lizard asked, looking every which way for that loud squeak.
"Nothin'. Prolly just the wildlife... Having fun." Meteora assured as she locked knowing eyes at her only audience member and winked. The younger girl's heart drummed furiously when Meteora, while keeping her eyes on her, slowly and with great joy licked and sucked the cum right out of her palms, then wiped off what was left on her face and slurped herself clean.
Mariposa, assailed with shock, immediately dashed out of there. She heard the lizard man yell something she didn't catch, probably from all the noise and rustling she made with her frantic escape, but she cared not to stick around and confirm it for herself.
Before she knew it, she was back in the cave they called home. Immediately, Mari collapsed in her grassy bed in a sticky, tired heap. She closed her eyes, hoping that everything she had just witnessed was just a dream conjured from her active imagination. Hopefully the sleep she faded into would lead to her eventual awakening and she could go on with her life as usual.
...
"Booork..." Meteora called out, gently shaking her sister awake.
"Mmrrrr..." Mariposa fidgeted in resistance to her older sister's nudges.
"Wakey wakey, lil sis."
"Hu-huh?" The tanned girl's eyes fluttered as she returned to the waking world. "Grog...?"
Mariposa then gasped, springing herself sitting upright and nearly headbutting her older sister.
"Ohmygosh! Grog!" Mariposa shouted, looking at Meteora with wild, frightened eyes. "I had the worst nightmare. I saw that you were. Doing it with some... Big, buff lizard guy!"
"Oh." The hybrid girl nervously averted her gaze.
"You... Might not like what I brought home then."
"Huh? Whaddya-"
Mariposa froze when she heard heavy footsteps coming from their cave entrance. She looked over Meteora's shoulder.
"Hey." Casually greeted the hulking lizard man.
"Aahhh! It's him!" The younger girl shouted as she bolted for her Bo staff. The moment it tightly gripped in her hand, she charged towards the intruder.
"You picked the wrong cave, fool!" Mariposa yelled. Her staff held above her head prepared to crack a skull.
"Whoa, whoa!" Meteora immediately wrapped her purple arms around her ornery sister, holding her tightly to her chest. "Hey! Chill! Chill!"
"Well, nice to meet you, too." The large reptile scratched the back of his head.
Mariposa soon tired herself out trying to break free from her older sister's deathly grasp, but to no avail as Meteora held strong the entire time.
"Sorry, Rasticore." Meteora apologized as she kept her hold in her currently pouting sister. "She's... not used to strangers, y'know."
"Hey, don't sweat it." The lizard named Rasticore waved his hand. "Never was good at giving first impressions anyways."
"So you gonna explain who he is and what's going on?" Mariposa fumed.
"Are you gonna behave?" Meteora shot back.
The younger girl stated daggers to intimidate her older sister into releasing her, but failed as Meteora stared back much sharper and instantly neutralized her little sister. Mariposa sighed in defeat. "Yes..."
With that, Meteora set themselves down to the cave floor till they were both sitting. Though Mariposa was docile for the moment, she periodically shot wary glances towards their unwelcomed guest, who casually leaned against the wall near the entrance.
"So when were you gonna tell me about him?" Mariposa asked. "Better question: why didn't you tell me about him?"
"I was gonna tell you!"
"When?"
Meteora hissed, her pupils ping ponging. "Er, soon! Sometime. Later. Uhh..."
The hybrid's voice lowered with each word. Mariposa did nothing but raise an eyebrow in disbelief at her.
"Alright! I couldn't!" Meteora admitted, exasperated. "How the heck was I supposed to tell my little sister, 'Hey, I met this guy in the woods and he's been banging my brains out and giving us supplies'?"
"But we're sisters! We're supposed to trust no one but each other, not keep secrets!"
"You mean like how you take some of the naughty books and masturbate when you think I don't know?"
Immediately, Mariposa's face was awash in red, unable to hide how badly she was caught.
"Wh-what!?"
"Oh, don't you play dumb with me. I know you take them and read 'em when I'm gone or asleep. I could smell hints of you on those pages."
All Mariposa could do was scowl as she struggled to find some form of comeback. Unfortunately she came up blank.
"In fact." Meteora leaned closer, prompting her sister to lean back in discomforted. The hybrid sniffed the air around her, and her sharp fangs bared in a lecherous smirk.
"You must've touched yourself while you were watching us, didn't you?"
Mariposa almost forgot about her sister's keen sense of smell. She was probably sniffed out earlier the moment she got behind that bush. Mariposa couldn't lie to her. She couldn't escape that strong nose of hers.
"Ok, so what?" The tanned girl shrugged. "It's normal! That one book said so."
Meteora's predatory smile deepened.
"So you liked seeing your older sister getting fucked huh?"
Mariposa shot a glance sideways, squirming under the sinister stare of her sister.
"Mm. Maybe I did. So?"
"Oh?" The hybrid's eyes went half lidded. She brought a hand to her younger sister's cheek and held her anxious brown eyes hostage with her own.
"What part of it did you like? Him pounding me like I was nothing but a sex toy? The way his huge cock made my stomach bulge? The infinite pleasure on my face?"
Meteora could feel how moist her sister's face was getting.
"Well..." Mariposa gulped, trying once again to avert her eyes, before Meteora forced them back. "... You did... Look like you were having fun..."
"Oh, fun doesn't even begin to describe it, Bork." Meteora spoke dreamily, fluttering her eyes and licking her lips as her mind wandered towards lewd lands.
"H-" Mariposa bit her lip, stopping herself from stepping into territory she may not come back from if she continued.
Meteora's pointed ears perked up.
"Were you about to say something?"
"Ahh, forget it! It's stupid!" Mariposa vigorously shook her head as if trying to get rid of everything she shouldn't have just thought. "Let's just call it a night and go to bed! Tell the lizard guy to go back home or whatever."
"Hey hey hey, it's ok, Bork." Meteora held her sister's hand in both of hers, rubbing the back of her palm the way it always calmed her whenever anxiety struck. "C'mon, you can tell me."
"No, it's..." Mariposa paused, her pupils darting around before setting their sights back to her older sister. "...no. just forget it."
"C'mon." Meteora's voice was gentle and caring. Her eyes more softer. "I'm really sorry about keeping my relationship with Rasticore a secret from you all this time. From now on, no more secrets. We gotta tell each other everything, no matter how bad or complicated it might be, alright?"
Mariposa gazed into her sister's loving eyes. The tension she had earlier had long eroded and she felt like she could finally release the breath she didn't realize she was holding.
"Okay." The younger sister quietly said.
"And it all starts with you. So tell me." Meteora inched even closer, just short of their noses touching. "What did you wanna say before?"
Mariposa closed her eyes and gulped hard before squeaking. "How does... How does it feel?"
Meteora's smile was so subtle, but seeing it made Mariposa flinch slightly.
"You wanna find out?"