You mount her, settling your weight on top of her as you spread her legs apart and shove your dick inside her tight slit. She lets out a mewl as you begin thrusting, and it echoes throughout the tent. Your balls tighten, and you let out a deep rumble as you pick up the pace, pumping your hips again and again.
The sound of your bodies moving together fills the air—the slap of your pelt against hers, your panting, her cries. Her scent is intoxicating, and you know you’re going to cum soon.
It’s the only thing that matters now.
You can feel your orgasm building inside you until you finally cum deep inside of her. It's a rush of pleasure that seems like it never ends, but when it's finally over, you pull out of her and feel a sudden clarity wash over you.
You're a cat now in body and mind. You curl up against the female and begin grooming yourself, not understanding anything outside of the simple cat thoughts of hunt, eat, sleep, repeat. The game and the woman are just distant memories. You don't even know why you're in this tent. You just want to sleep now.