The specimen in question was quiet a beauty: her bright blue eyes shone in the moonlight, her nails were long and sharp, she had pearlie teeth. She had sleathly crept along the trees , looking for the perfect spot to pounce on the young, supple gamer as he wailed in pain while dropping a deuce that could make Jinx the farting cart green with envy.... or brown, for technicality's sake.
Yes, a biologist would have loved to study a mountain lion hunting in it's habitat, but not if the prey was a person. Sure enough, the cougar grabbed him by the neck with her teeth and drug him off into the woods, busting his neck and legs in the process, eager to feast upon a meal that would help her lactate enough for her cubs.
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Game Over: What, you thought we meant a milf? I get that this story can be raunchy, but come on, they're in the woods, what makes you think it would've been THAT kind of cougar?