In the twilight, Mike made his way to a cave in the mountains he remembered exploring as a kid. He was hungry, but needed a place to hide while he thought about all that had just happened to him.
Near the cave, Mike caught scent of a mountain lion. He crept into the cave carefully, silently.
The mountain lion slept, he was a large male and Mike's stomach ached to be filled.
Without any warning Mike pounced on the mountain lion, sinking his green fangs into is neck. The big cat screamed, but Mike's long tail wrapped itself around and around the big cat, crushing it like a boa constrictor would.
Mike killed the mountain lion quickly and within an hour had devoured it, tearing it completely apart in so doing and eating everything, including the bones. When Mike was done, nothing was left of the big cat and his belly gurgled as it digested it's meal.
Mike was satisfied, but now another primal urge surfaced. His three cocks came to full mast, the middle one's pink tongue flicked in and out, covered in the pearly white lubricant. He stroked his three stiff members and let out an odd moaning sound. He stroked the neon orange hair that grew on various parts of his new body, delighting in it's silky feel.
Mike wanted to breed... Male, female, it didn't matter. He needed release and others of his kind would provide him with great pleasure.
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Rich the forest ranger had heard a comotion in the caves as he was headed down to his jeep. He knew a big cat was in one of the caves but this sound was odd. It almost sounded like a man in trouble. Perhaps someone had stumbled into the cave and been attacked. Rich had to check.