Time for another straight pairing. This time, I decided to go for something a little more... intense.

(I wrote this late at night, so I might update it if I feel it's necessary.)

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#6: In the Jungle, The Mighty Jungle – Rengar, Nidalee

Rengar sniffed the floor of the woods as he peered through the foliage. Though he was only a short distance from the Institute of War, he treated the environment no differently from any other. Many a predator could still lurk in the shadows, but so too did his prey.

He quickly caught the scent he was looking for. It was leading to a nearby stream. Rengar had expected such; his prey did enjoy her time at the water.

For the next ten or so minutes, Rengar crept through the grass, his every step and movement measured to avoid making a sound. Soon, he reached a clearing, and his prey was in sight.

It was a woman, dressed in the outfit of a maid, but Rengar knew the outfit was just one of Nidalee's kinks. She had been asked by her last Summoner to wear it, and every time she got out of such a match, she liked to keep on the seductive garb for the rest of the day. Presently, she had removed the outfit's leggings and was now soaking her feet in a stream.

Rengar snarled noiselessly. Nidalee had been on the opposing team that day, and so had Kha'Zix, his hated mark. More than once, the Beastial Huntress had saved the Voidreaver from certain death at Rengar's hands. Now Rengar sought to make Nidalee pay the price for helping his rival.

Slowly and silently, Rengar crept nearer and nearer to the bathing huntress, who remained unaware of his presence. The woman's scent became stronger and stronger as he approached, and as he got closer he was able to take in more of her features. Her curves were slender yet strong, her build lithe yet toned. As far as humans went, Rengar found her quite impressive, especially in battle.

Yet that did not stop him as he reached his destination. And a second later, Rengar broke his silence with a roar as he lunged toward Nidalee.

Nidalee had only a second to react to Rengar's unannounced entry as he leapt at her, and turned just as the liger's claws connected with her, pushing her with a yelp into the stream. She was barely under the water for a second before Rengar wrenched her out by the neck and held her above his head.

"How careless of you, huntress," Rengar snarled. "For one who prides herself on her instincts, they did not serve you well here."

Nidalee hissed as she tried to return some insult, but had trouble breathing with Rengar's claw around her throat. Roughly the liger swung her to the ground, pinning her on her back with one hand.

Glaring at Rengar, Nidalee said, "Still so mad that I helped that bug out?"

"You should know better than to get between me and my ultimate prey, huntress. I should skin you alive for your interference!"

"Ooh, is the big bad kitty trying to be rough with me? Careful or someone here might punish you for hurting me."

"Ending your life would serve little purpose. No, I intend to punish you in a manner befitting your nature, whore!"

Nidalee's eyes shot open for a moment, realizing Rengar's intent. She hissed as she said, "Do your worst!"

"Gladly…"

Rengar wasted no time as he gripped the hem of Nidalee's outfit and yanked back. Nidalee hissed as the ensemble's front was torn apart, her breasts wobbling free from their constraints, an impressive DD-cup size. The huntress was not the kind to be ashamed of being exposed, but she liked to do so when she was in control, not the other way around.

"An impressive endowment, huntress," said Rengar. "No doubt you make good use of the distractions these can cause."

"Hmm, why not 'distract' yourself with them for a while, then?" Nidalee replied, challenging the Pridestalker.

Snarling, Rengar wrapped a large claw around Nidalee's chest, roughly gripping her mounds and tugging away at them. Nidalee hissed and groaned as her chest was toyed with; Rengar was extremely rough, even for her. The liger's nails cut lightly along her chest as he gripped her, drawing small trickles of blood, but Nidalee ignored the pain. She was used cuts like that, and her body could heal such injuries easily.

For a few minutes, Rengar grabbed and clawed at Nidalee's breasts, at times nearly crushing them in his grip. They were very firm, but supple enough that they molded to each tug and twist Rengar made.

Seeing that Nidalee was not relenting to his assault on her chest, Rengar said, "You clearly have experience in rough play, huntress. But I'm just getting started with you."

Releasing his hold on Nidalee's bruised chest, Rengar pulled Nidalee up onto her knees as he reached for his belt and unfastened several wrappings. Seconds later, Nidalee's eyes shot open as the liger's impressive cock emerged. She hadn't imagined it to be so huge; about a foot long and several inches wide.

"Unless you want this to be as painful as possible, you'll do a good job in lubricating this, huntress," said Rengar, pushing his shaft to Nidalee's face.

Nidalee resisted as best she could, the shaft pressing harshly against her cheek. But as Rengar grabbed her by the skull, she decidedly turned toward his cock and extended her tongue. Barely a second after she first licked the shaft, however, Rengar thrust it right into her.

Nidalee would have screamed if she could, but it merely came out as a muffled yelp. Her jaw was stretched to its limit as Rengar forced his way into her mouth, slowly pushing deeper and deeper. The huntress was no stranger to fellatio, but never before had she been given such a huge shaft. She struggled to breathe as Rengar's cock began pushing down her throat, threatening to block off her air supply.

But then, just as Nidalee's cheeks started to turn red, Rengar briefly pulled back, and then shoved in again, eliciting another stifled yelp from Nidalee. The process repeated, with Rengar slamming his length deeper and deeper with each thrust. Nidalee's neck seemed to bulge slightly as it tried to accommodate Rengar's shaft, barely leaving room for air to pass.

The cycle would repeat for a few minutes, leaving Nidalee on the verge of blacking out. Her eyes were wet with tears, not from fear, but of pain. She still glared as best she could at the Pridestalker, not wanting to show weakness to him. She was at his mercy, but she still had her pride.

Seconds later, the shaft seemed to expand slightly. Nidalee knew what this meant: Rengar was about to release into her. With one last shove, Rengar made a pleasured growl as his cock sprayed its load right down Nidalee's esophagus. So much of the liger's seed poured in that Nidalee was forced to rapidly swallow every bit to avoid suffocating. Her insides filled with warmth as more and more semen was sprayed into her stomach.

Finally finished, Rengar pulled himself from Nidalee's mouth. The huntress coughed loudly as her throat began resuming its regular size, and she greedily sucked in whatever air she could. Her stomach had a profound fullness to it now, so much that Nidalee thought she was going to vomit because her stomach couldn't hold so much.

"You're quite good, I see," said Rengar. "No doubt you've pleasured a number of males of your species that way."

Gagging for a moment as she caught her breath, Nidalee replied, "None of them were as big and strong as you."

"Cheap flattery will get you nowhere, huntress. Now for the main course…"

Shoving Nidalee back to the ground, Rengar reached down and tore away Nidalee's maid skirt, revealing her hairless pussy as he spread her legs. Unsurprisingly, she wore no panties.

But as Rengar readied his cock to enter her, he saw a look of want and expectation on Nidalee's face, not of fear or resistance.

"You do not fear this, huntress?" Rengar asked. Suddenly, as realization dawned on him, he said, "You have been expecting this."

"At last, you catch on," said Nidalee. "Helping out the bug was just to bring you to me, after all. You've always got your mind on your prey, so I felt if I wanted to have you, I had to give you some incentive to come to me."

"You used yourself as bait."

Nidalee nodded. "I've been looking for some time for someone strong enough to bear me my kittens. And I know now, that someone is you, Pridestalker."

Snarling angrily, Rengar said, "How presumptuous of you!"

Then, abruptly, Rengar thrust forward, and Nidalee screamed as his cock speared into her. He was so massive—even for her—that she could not help but cry out in pain. Without ceremony, Rengar moved in and out of Nidalee's depths, roughly pressing her into the ground with each thrust.

"AH! AAH! Y-You're s-so r-rough! You're– AAH! AAGH!"

Grasping her breasts with one hand while he pinned her down with the other, Rengar said, "You invite me to mate with you, huntress, but do not think you were not warned! I will use you as I see fit, and I will not hold back!"

These words seemed like music to Nidalee's ears, for her cries of pain began to be replaced with moans of pure pleasure. She felt as though she was in paradise, each thrust filling her so completely and ramming the entrance to her womb so strongly. Rengar's grip on her breasts, while rough, sent her nerves into fits of ecstasy, and all she could think of was that she wanted more. She clawed back at his muscular chest, urging him to give her more pleasure.

"More! MORE! Give it to me, you beast! Give me everything you've got!"

"You want more, huntress?" Rengar snarled. "Then you shall have it!"

Rengar's hands grasped Nidalee's slender waist, still contained in her corset, and lifted her off the ground. Without removing his shaft from her, Rengar began to rotate Nidalee around, flipping her over so she was face-down to the ground. Nidalee moaned loudly as she was turned about Rengar's cock and set down on her knees. The liger grasped her wrists roughly, and resumed his animalistic thrusts.

Nidalee moaned loudly, almost screaming as Rengar plunged into her again and again, filling her so completely with each thrust. It was like heaven to her, and she wanted more as Rengar fucked her like a dog. He was so huge inside of her, and she was so tight, but the Pridestalker had no difficulty in moving through her, slamming the entrance to her womb with every thrust. He was so incredibly strong and skilled.

"Y-YES! YES! HARDER! HARDERRR! AAAHHHH!"

Spurred on by her screams, Rengar's pace increased to a near blur. Nidalee's moans turned to ecstatic wails, the pleasure sending her spiralling over the edge. Her breasts, uncontained by Rengar's claws, bounced wildly in circles before her, occasionally brushing the grass beneath her and increasing the pleasure.

Then, Nidalee felt Rengar's dick begin to pulse. It was what she was praying for.

"Now you will receive my mark, huntress!" Rengar roared. "You shall be MINE!"

"YES! DO IT! DO IT INSIDE ME! GIVE ME YOUR – AAHH! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Rengar made a final, powerful thrust into Nidalee and let loose a roar of pleasure. His shaft broke through into Nidalee's womb, and Nidalee screamed at the top of her lungs.

White hot seed shot from Rengar's shaft and flooded Nidalee's insides in mere seconds, filling her completely. With her pussy so filled by Rengar's shaft, the seed could not even escape, and Nidalee howled in ecstasy as her stomach distended. Her corset bulged as her insides expanded, and soon the strings began to snap as they were unable to contain her swelling girth.

Nidalee gasped for breath as Rengar pulled himself out of her, his shaft covered in her fluids and his own seed, which leaked out of her pussy. Exhausted, Nidalee rolled over onto her back as she saw Rengar turning to leave.

"You are a cunning vixen, huntress," said Rengar. "And you make a worthy mate. Perhaps we will meet again, in such circumstances."

With that, Rengar strode into the jungle and vanished from sight.

Nidalee smiled as she stroked her bulging stomach, full of Rengar's seed. Already it felt as though she had kittens waiting to be born.

Question: Would this count as bestiality? And if so, on which one's end? :S

I should note, however, that pregnancies among the female Champions are not going to be canon or carried along. That means Nidalee will still be screwing other guys, and MF won't be cursed to bear GP's son (I'll still try to find a way for her to get revenge, though).

If you're wondering why I chose these two, look at their backgrounds. They're both hunters, and they're both cats (in a sense). The pairing writes itself (and I'm surprised it's a rarity right now). And as for picking French Maid Nidalee? Well, that was a given. ;)

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