Feral Wendy
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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...III...
KRAKA-BOOM!
SPLAT!
And there lied a broken, sobbing, bloody, battered, NAKED Dipper Pines...
In a mud puddle in the middle of a savage Jungle...the cold, freezing rain pouring all around him...
Through the pain, Dipper desperately tried to remember HOW it had come to this...
...
"Good news family! I've been transferred!" exclaimed Mr. Pines.
The family looked at him confused. "Where?" Asked Mrs. Pines Suspicious...
"To the heart of Africa!"
There was a long, awkward pause...
"You got laid off, didn't you?"
...
Desperate for work, his father got a African courier gig, millions of dollars for a small number of deliveries...
In hindsight, that should've been a red flag in of itself...
...
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
"If we survive this I'm divorcing you and taking full custody of the kids!"
"GIVE US THE COCAINE OR WE WILL WEAR YOUR PANCREAS LIKE PANTS!"
"...okay..."
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But before mom could divorce dad and they could leave the nightmare...
...
SPLASH!
MONSOON!
"Dipper! SAVE me!" Screamed his twin sister Mable as she clung to the flotsam and him for dear life...
"Mable! Hold on, I-
SPLASH!
"Mable, no!"
...
Dipper's sobbing increased...his sister...the person who'd been with him since the womb...who had been as much a constant in his life as his own shadow...was gone...
Oh, and his parents were dead as well. That was sad too of course...
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How he alone survived, he'd probably never know...some would call it a miracle. But honestly? At the time Dipper had envied the dead...he'd wandered deep into the dark jungle, dazed and confused.
The trauma- and concussions -making it difficult to truly process what had just happened...mostly he was just hoping to find somewhere to stay before things got WORSE.
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'worse'...is a relative term...
Some would argue that a ton of gold falling on a person will make his day WORSE...but really- assuming he survives and his medial bills don't use it all up -as long as that person perseveres...he'll come out of that crisis stronger and richer then ever...
Such a type of 'worse' was watching the unfortunate boy right now...
And much like the above scenario...it would either crush him...or make his day...
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The predator watched from the treetops...
She'd been different...always different. The earliest times of her life was a blur... The earliest thing she remembered was her predecessor trying to smash her head open... Her pack had only allowed her in because she'd she'd fought back and killed him. Used her odd extra 'appendage' to smashed a rock against his head until he died...
'He'd been weak and she...MIGHT be useful...'
That was the thought-process for letting her in.
...there'd been no loyalty, no friendship...just the necessity of survival. Law of the Jungle...that was ALL that mattered.
Despite this, she did prove her worth. Using her extra appendages she climbed and moved where they could not. Invaluable for gathering food, stalking prey, scouting for more dangerous predators...
As time went on, she'd gotten cocky, arrogant. She'd thought that she was valuable, irreplaceable...that she BELONGED...
She'd been a fool...
As expected they'd cast her aside when it was convenient for them. They'd been attacked by a larger, rival pack. She got injured so they left her to die and save their own hide.
It shouldn't have surprised her...but it HAD...
How many times had they done the same thing to other weak packmates? How many times had she happily left them to die? How many times did she flaunt her 'superiority' over them? How many time had she mocked them for being weak?
...but She'd been no more special then any of them, and she'd been an idiot to think otherwise...
If not for falling off the cliff...they'd have killed her...it took over a week to recover from that fall...
Unfortunately, although well enough to walk...she was nowhere near well enough to get even...
Most animals would've either ignored the pain and tried to attack anyway, or at least waited to recover long enough to regain her strength...
But she wasn't like most animals...
She used her blood to leave a trail, leading the larger pack to her former packs den.
Larger pack had more numbers, but her former pack had the home field advantage. The fight was fairly even as a result.
Al she had to do was wait until both sides had been wittled down to barely nothing...ans then she struck!
At that point the few remaining were so injured and tired that even in her mangled state she'd been able to slay them.
All that meat...she ate well for weeks!
Rule of the Jungle...it would not be denied.
In any case, after that she went her own way...for now on she was a pack of ONE!
Never again would she be vulnerable. Never again would she be off guard. Never again would she allow someone else within striking distance...
Or at least...that's how it was...
As she'd grown...her body had matured...and although with that had come greater strength... it had also come with...'urges'...
Oh, how she'd grown envious of the other animals rutting with one another. Sadly, she found none of them attractive...or compatible. Nor they her!
After much painful trial and error...she found herself forced to seek... 'releif' for her cravings elsewhere...
Sadly males of her kind were in short supply...
And those she did find...
They either tried to force themselves on her...dominate her...RULE her...
Or capture her and 'civilize' her...she honestly wasn't sure which was worse...
Either way, their bones usually joined the others on the jungle floor...her belly was fuller...but her loins remained ravenous...
As the years went on she grew angrier and hornier...
But this...this could be the answer...
From the canopy she watched as this...this...small one...this youngling...this mini-male wanderd about...
And a dark thought occured to her...
This youngling was weak, soft and helpless...he was no threat to her...
And this...made him an ideal mate...
He'd never dominate or betray her...how could one so small ever be able to do so?
But these thoughts were tempered by reason...
Painful experience had taught her that 'small' did not equal 'helpless'...
She needed to be sure before she did anything rash...
As if the heavens heard her thoughts...something else came into the clearing...
The she-predator smiled...this would be the test she needed...
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"Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!Bad Day!" Screamed a sobbing Dipper as he ran desperately, looking behind him every second. The fierce roar of the beast made it clear to him that his death was imminent.
Being careful not to trip with a root on the ground, the boy suddenly changed direction-
CRACK!
In less than a second, the beast crashed into a huge log, destroying it completely. Had it been successful, that attack would have been lethal.
The young man pushed his way through the dense foliage into an open space. A thick tree right in front of him brought him to a halt. He turned everywhere, but there was nowhere else to run. End of the road.
"Oh no, no, no... frak it!" Without thinking twice, the boy tried to climb the tree very awkwardly, slipping every time he wanted to hold on. The rustling and growling sounds of the Panther made while approaching only made him panic further.
"Frak, frak... FRAK!" Tears began to flow from his eyes at the frustration of not having the agility to even reach the lowest branch. Right at that moment, the beast came out of the foliage with a huge leap and roared as it watched its prey.
"Aaaaahhh!", Dipper screamed startled. He then turned slowly, paralyzed with fear when he saw the red glow in the huge black cat's eyes.
"Oh my blood... please... mom... dad...Mable... save me... I don't wanna die like this...", the boy sobbed with a broken voice as he took out his little twig to defend himself. His whole body trembled. The beast was ready to pounce on him. The boy was living the last moments of his life.
"Help me... someone help me... PLEASE HELP MEEEEEEEEE!", the boy pleaded and closed his eyes when the animal jumped towards him...
However, when he opened them again, the panther was thrown to the ground. And right in front of him, the silhouette of a crouching woman remained motionless.
"WHAT THE...!?" At that moment, the feline got up and jumped again to attack.
"AAAHHH!", screamed Dipper as he threw himself to the ground. The girl also quickly jumped and intercepted the beast, landing a hard kick straight to its stomach. The feline fell in pain again. Almost immediately, she circled the ferocious feline and grabbed his head and neck to smash it to the ground. The cat roared and kicked wildly to break free. Its sharp claws were very close to her. Fortunately, despite being smaller, the woman's strength was clearly much greater. Surprisingly, the beast slowly began to lose consciousness.
"Holy shit...", said the young man to himself as he lay there as the bloody fight raged on in front of him. Incredibly, the woman managed to lift the panther completely above her head before then violently slamming it once more against the ground. The beast produced a high-pitched screech, signal that it had finally been defeated.
But the girl wasn't done yet... Clearly wanting to be sure the beast was down for good, she then lifted the once proud predator up once more and slammed it's back against the top of her leg-
CRACK!
Dipper swore he could hear it's spine SHATTER...the once mighty lord of the jungle flopped to the ground like a limp noddle...and was no more...
Dipper held his heart, desperately trying to keep the adrenaline from making it burst free of his chest."No way... how...?", the young boy watched her triumph completely stunned. Rising slowly, he saw more clearly the appearance of his savior.
"It's... it's a girl... and she's naked..!?", he thought stunned as the woman leaned forward to snap the beasts neck just to be doubly certain.
For indeed, the girl was nude...
Indeed if one looked past the sweat, grime, battle scars, blood and long flowing red hair they would see a butt set like a perfect pair of bubbles that could grind your bones to dust. Breasts that were curvy, bouncing freely, exposed to the elements unashamed as they snapped people's necks when hit. Nipples that resembled hard, small cherry pits that looked like they could cut through glass and your clavicle. Not to mention smatterings of cute freckles scattered throughout her bloody and scarred skin. From her rosy cheeks to her rosy booty this was the body of a pissed off supermodel that could snap you in half with no effort...Dipper felt himself both scared and aroused...'SCAROUSED' if you will...
CRASH!
GAH!
Although her suddenly jumping at him, grabbing him and dragging him through the jungle while he helplessly flailed was certainly helping to give the 'scared' side of the scale much more weight...
...several hours later...
GAH!
Screamed a now naked Dipper as he was forcibly kicked out of the redheaded predators lair-
CRACK!
OW!
WHACK!
GAH!
SMACK!
WHY?!
CRACK!
Dipper sobbed as he hit every sharp rock as he fell down the steep incline-
SPLAT!
-And right into a mud puddle...thus bringing our tale full circle...
The feral woman glared down at his mangled form in the rain with both contempt and annoyance.
To go through all that...only to find his freaking genitals were smaller then a newborn!? Well forget that!
The she-predator let out a huff of irritation, turned her back to him and kicked some dust in the poor boy's general direction to show disdain before striding back into her den...
And thus began Dipper Pines Epic tale of adventure and glory...
"Someone kill me now", whimpered said boy...
...III...
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