We were in a National Forest looking for evidence that Bigfoot existed when I fell into a rapid stream and was swept away. Bigfoot rescued me and carried me back to his cave.
ABDUCTED BY BIGFOOT
Author’s note: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any living or imaginary Bigfoot is purely coincidental. Any parallels to the story of King Kong is probably intentional, except that this story has a lot of fucking in it. Please read responsibly.
THE STORY BEGINS
My name is Karen, and at the time of this adventure, I was a graduate student, working for the head of the Anthropology Dept, Dr. Wilson, at the university of Oregon. He was working on a very secretive project to locate and document the existence of a creature commonly referred to as Bigfoot. Dr. Wilson was putting a team of grad students and fellow professors together to go out into the wild areas of Oregon to find one.
I was not too enthusiastic, but when Dr. Wilson told me that there would be a significant bonus paid for two women willing to join the expedition to lure the creature to their cameras, I was willing to go along.
I told him I would go with the group, but he still needed another girl to volunteer. I got my roommate, Rhonda, to go with us, since she was like me and needed money to finish school. We were both young, trim and fit, and would be able to hike long distances, so we were perfect, Dr. Wilson said, after meeting with Rhonda.
One of the requirements of the girls, Dr. Wilson told us, was that we could not be on birth control since that might interfere with the female pheromones that he hoped we would give off to attract the creature. I could not understand what that was all about but since I did not use BC, it was not an issue with me. Rhonda said she would stop her BC so that she too would qualify for the excursion. Looking back on this, she and I were pretty naïve about the details of how we would be participating in the excursion, but the money was my focus, so I did not ask any questions.
There were five of us who left campus in four-wheel drive vehicles. A few hours later we met the guide who then led the group of vehicles into a wild area of Oregon. We spent the first night in a hotel on the edge of a national forest. The next morning, we headed out into some very remote terrain and spent the full day driving on a logging road. We made camp in a rugged forested area that night. Rhonda and I shared a tent, and we were supplied with sleeping bags. Someone brought out a bottle of bourbon and we sat around the campfire and passed it around. We were feeling no pain, and the rustic, secluded area was really beautiful.
The next morning, we went on foot to get further into the wild area of the national forest. Rhonda and I each had a backpack with our clothes and some gear but most of the heavy equipment, like cameras and tents, was carried in on two 4 wheelers. It was warm, almost hot during the day but cooled off at night. I was wearing shorts and a tank top to stay cool. We found what our guide said was a good place to build our camp, and we set up the tents and started a fire to cook our food on. It was a fun adventure so far.
Dr. Wilson scouted out several spots around the camp to set up his motion detection cameras with the hope that if we got lucky, we would catch our prey on camera if it came close to camp.
That night, as we sat around the campfire again, Dr. Wilson told Rhonda and me what he needed us to do the next day. He wanted us to walk away from camp, all day, and just enjoy the wild scenery. He also said to urinate in as many spots as we could so that our scent would be distributed in a wide area. He hoped that any Bigfoot would be able to pick up our scent and follow us back to the camp. Then, the cameras would document the evidence. That seemed kind of scary to me, but Rhonda said she didn’t believe in Bigfoot, so this was nothing to worry about. I went along with her attitude, even though we were being used as bait for Dr. Wilson’s project. She and I each carried a light backpack and had an electronic device to guide us back to the camp at the end of the day.
We stopped for lunch near a beautiful rushing stream. The water looked refreshing. Since we were both hot and sticky, we decided to go for a swim. We stripped out of our clothes, and I walked to the edge of the stream. I lost my footing on a loose rock and fell into the water. I must have hit my head on a rock, because I was barely conscious. I could hear Rhonda scream, but it was like I was in a dream. I could not answer her, and my limp body was dragged downstream by the force of the water.
The next thing I knew, I woke up and was on firm ground, and laying on a bed of dry leaves. It was dark and I could not see anything. I figured out that I was in a cave, since the forest sounds were muted. I felt around on my body and realized that I was still naked from skinny dipping. I was laying on my side and could feel thick, coarse animal fur rubbing against my back and bare ass. Then it dawned on me that there was a huge hairy creature lying next to me on the bed of leaves. I froze in fear. I could hear the breathing of the creature and feel its chest move against the bare skin of my back with each breath it took.
I tried to slip away, but the creature’s arm suddenly draped over my torso, and I could not move. I realized I was shivering, and the body heat of the creature was welcome. I did not know what to do, so I just lay there, absorbing the warmth from its body. I drifted back off to sleep.
I woke again to the sensation of being cold again, and realized the creature’s arm was no longer covering me. I carefully felt around me. My eyes were beginning to adjust to the dim light. I started to get up to make my escape when the creature came back into the cave from outside. His shape was silhouetted by the dim light from the cave entrance. He was huge. He walked on his hind feet, like a human, but was much taller and broader than an average man. He made no sound, except for the crushing of leaves as he stepped towards me. I was frozen in terror and pretended to still be asleep.
The creature laid next to me again and gently draped its arm over my body and his body heat was welcome. We lay together like that for quite some time, until I felt its humanlike hands begin to explore my body. One hand touched my legs and lightly stroked my skin. The creature’s hand then slowly traveled up my thigh and over my hips, following the curves. I could feel the fingertips gently poking my skin, like it was checking to see if I was tender enough to eat. The thought made me paralyzed with fear.
The creature’s huge, warm hand continued exploring my body. It seemed puzzled that my skin was smooth and hairless. The hand moved along the side of my torso from my hip to my chest, until it found my breast. The hand then gently followed the curve of my breast, as if to measure it. Then I felt it lightly squeeze that breast, and I was barely able to muffle a gasp. My nipple instantly hardened when the large creature’s hand found it and rubbed my areola in a slow, circular motion.
When that hand was done exploring my upper body, it began to slowly edge down the center of my torso, over my tummy and further below. The tips of its fingers stopped at my crotch, and I gasped but I stayed frozen in position. The fingers explored the outside of my vagina, then one finger began snaking in between the folds of my labia. I tried to shift my body to avoid his finger, but he wrapped his hairy leg around mine pulling my leg up and spreading my thighs. His fingers then continued exploring my intimate area. He brought his finger to his nose and sniffed. Then he returned his hand to my pussy and continued probing me.
It was then that I realized this must be a male creature, because I detected a familiar object, which felt like a penis, pushing against my hips. When he pulled my leg up, it opened up space between my legs. Then I felt his huge penis slide between my thighs. It was giving off heat and the pulsing seemed synchronized with his heartbeat. He rolled me over on my knees and elbows. I felt his hands reach down and force my knees apart. Then he positioned himself behind me. I could feel the creature’s thick fur as it rubbed against the back of my thighs and hips. He gripped me with both hands around my waist and held me tightly in case I tried to escape, I suppose.
Oh, my gawd, he is going to mate with me, I suddenly realized. I frantically tried to get up, but his powerful hands pulled me down and kept me immobilized. I felt his penis sliding between my thighs and rubbing against my cunt lips. I was desperate to get away from the creature, but he was too strong. He continued stroking his penis between my thighs, and it continued rubbing on my cunt opening. The heat coming off his penis was incredible. The warmed it gave off felt soothing against my naked skin.
I realized that my pussy was getting wet from the contact between the creature’s shaft against my opening. It was almost surreal to think that I might be raped by a creature that I did not even think existed. His erect penis continued to slide between my legs and rub against my pussy. The feeling was delightful, even given the horrendous situation I was in. I did not know if the creature was planning to penetrate me with his erection, or if that was even possible, given the size of his penis. It felt huge. The sensations became much more intense for me and my cunt began involuntarily gushing liquid. The creature began grunting and fingering my pussy, then brought the wet finger to his nose to sniff my essence, again. This seemed to get the creature more excited, and his penis seemed to get harder and larger. He had shifted his hands, and he had a firm grip on each of my breasts, mashing my sensitive nipples against the palm of his hands.
I was involuntarily becoming aroused from the contact of this creature’s body against mine. I limply accepted my situation and was amazed by my body’s physical reaction to this creature’s touch. My cunt dripped with my juices, as I could feel the head of the penis trying to penetrate my opening. My legs were spread apart, and I was defenseless to keep him from entering me. Suddenly, I felt the tip of his erection force my pussy lips apart and push into me. The pain was fierce, yet almost a relief. I heard the creature moan and then he shoved more of his penis inside me. I was squirming around, still trying to get away, but knew that was impossible. I accepted the fact that I was powerless and succumbed to the creature’s desire.
The pain began fading away as more of the creature’s shaft was inside me. He pulled out, and then slowly pushed himself back into me, each time a bit deeper. The pain had been replaced with a comfortable fullness that I had never experienced before. This creature’s penis was larger than any normal human’s but did not seem so large that it would damage me. I was relieved that I could accommodate his size without fear, and just relaxed and let the creature do what he wanted with my body.
As the creature continued to stroke in and out of my opening, I suddenly changed my attitude about being raped by this creature. For some depraved reason, I craved his penis and wanted it as deep inside me as possible. I pushed back as he shoved into me, and his erection was buried inside me. I wanted to be ravished by this creature who had rescued me from the river and saved my life. I wanted to give him the pleasure of my cunt.
The creature then adjusted himself so that his shaft had a better angle for him to stroke in and out of my wet cunt. I felt him push his huge erection further in as my cunt adjusted to his size. My initial pain was now gone, and I felt blissfully filled with this creature’s massive erection. He bottomed out in me and stayed still for a moment, as if to allow me to adjust further to his penetration. He began speeding up his strokes and I had an unexpected orgasm. He continued his assault, and I inexplicably urged him on with my voice, as I heard myself saying “yes, fuck me. Oh yes, do it. Oh gawd!”
I knew he did not understand my words, but he seemed to read my body language and began to urgently stroke in and out of me. I had another climax, which was stronger than the first, as I sensed he was about to climax too. The creature began making grunting sounds and started quivering. He began to spasm, then I then felt him spurt a jet of his animal semen inside my unprotected vagina. Then another spurt, and another. He was filling me with sperm. It felt like he deposited a gallon of cum in me.
The sounds the creature made as he ejaculated inside me were not humanlike, but still familiar. He was grunting with each thrust into me and then began groaning as his climax erupted. The creature continued to unload in me until his ejaculate was depleted. He then collapsed on top of me, forcing me flat against the bed of leaves. His breathing was rough, and I could feel his heart beating fiercely against my back. We were locked together, his penis, still throbbing inside me, until it began to get soft. He then pulled out of me, and flopped over to one side, on his back.
I struggled up and got on my knees to get a look at the penis that had just violated me. It was still semi-hard, and larger than any human penis I had ever seen in any literature. For some unexplained reason, I took it in my hand and studied it. It was similar in shape to a human penis, but the head was larger than the shaft. In the dim light, I could see a shiny layer of his cum still coating it. Then, for some unexplainable reason, I began licking it clean. I could barely get the head in my mouth, so I ran my tongue along the length of the shaft and used my lips to suck off any remnants of his semen. He tasted musky and unclean, and I loved it.
I laid back down next to him and cuddled his body for warmth. I was exhausted and my brain was confused. I had just been mated by a Bigfoot, and I felt violated but elated at the same time. How could a creature like him have been so gentle while he was raping me but not hurt me. It was amazing. It was as if he were human enough to know what my limits were.
We both slept. After a while I could feel him rubbing against me and could feel his penis getting hard again. This time, I took matters into my own hands and crawled up on top of him. I put one hand against his chest while my other hand guided his shaft to my well lubricated cunt. I had to raise up on my knees to get on top of his penis before I could ease down on it. I pulled up several times to allow my cunt to get re-acquainted with his size, then settled back down on him. He was soon deep inside me. It felt amazing and satisfying. I did not move for several moments as I contemplated our inter-species tryst. It puzzled me that I had become so agreeable to this creature’s desire to fuck me.
Then he started thrusting upward, using my cunt for his pleasure. I began pivoting my pelvis, trying to match his actions. In no time, I had a crushing climax and momentarily fell against his chest. He continued to shove himself into me. Eventually I was able to resume my action to help him finish. The creature had allowed me to control the pace of our mating, so I shifted into a squatting position over him. I forced his penis in and out of my gushing cunt. I continued until my legs gave out after I had another climax. I collapsed again against his heaving chest.
He rolled me over and I was on my back, limp as a dishrag, and he totally had his way with me. I lay there helplessly as he pounded me into the bed of dried leaves. The pain and pleasure were both intense as he bottomed out against my cervix. I could tell he was about to climax again, so I grabbed his fur to pull him in against me, urging him to cum inside me. He did. His sperm blasted my vagina walls with several hot gushes. I could feel it oozing out from me on each of his downward strokes. My crotch was drenched with both our juices as he filled me with his seed.
When he finished, he pulled his large penis out of my stretched-out cunt, and once again collapsed on the ground next to me. I did not have the energy to lick him clean this time, but I scooped up a handful of his cum that was dripping out of my cunt and slurped it off my hand. The smell and the taste of his semen was intoxicating. I then smeared more on my face, as if to show him he was my dominant species.
We slept again, but I was soon awakened by voices. I could hear Dr. Wilson and others calling my name. They were searching for me. I got up on weak legs and stumbled toward the light at the cave opening. In the distance I saw the rescue party who had been looking everywhere for me. I was filthy and naked, as I stumbled into a clearing and waved. They ran to me and were relieved that I was safe. They asked how I had survived my ordeal, but I did not say anything about being rescued from the water by Bigfoot. I just told them I was lucky to be alive and was ready to go home. As we began our hike back to the camp, I looked back but could not spot the cave opening. It was too well hidden. I guess I will never find it again. That was a depressing thought.
As we hiked back to the camp, I felt a tiny flow of creature sperm oozing from my cunt. I looked down and had a shiny trail of it running down my inner thigh. I don’t know if anyone noticed it. No one thought to bring me any clothes, so I had to borrow a guy’s shirt to cover up with. My hair was still matted with leaves, and I was dirty, in addition to having the creature’s cum running down my leg. I was a filthy mess but was elated from my encounter with Bigfoot.
We finally made it back to our camp. Rhonda joined me in our tent, and I collapsed on to a sleeping bag. I looked over at Rhonda and grinned. She had given me a heartfelt hug when they found me and was relieved that I was OK. But she was curious about what happened. She quietly asked me, “so…., how was it?”
I gave her a puzzled look. “How was it? How was what?” What do you mean, Rhonda?” I asked innocently.
“Karen, I think I know what happen to you. When you came out to the clearing and we spotted you, I could tell you had a look in your eye, like guilt or something. You were with that creature, weren’t you? You said earlier that he saved you from drowning. Did he rape you? Or did you just let him have you? You had the look of a woman who had been fucked hard. So, is that what happened?”
“Well, it’s hard for me to even believe it happened, but yes, he had sex with me. It was scary and painful at first, due to the size of his penis, but I was able to handle it. Then it started to feel really good. In fact, it was awesome. I don’t think I have ever had better sex than I had with that creature. Interesting thing about the second time we did ….”
“Wait!”, Rhonda interrupted immediately, “The SECOND TIME?”
“Yes, after we mated the first time, we fell asleep. He kept me nice and warm by cuddling me. Then he got aroused again. This time I got on top of him and controlled the pace. His cock filled me up completely. It was amazing and fantastic, especially the second time, since I was no longer afraid. I climaxed several times before he finished in me.”
“Wow, I can hardly believe it! If I had not seen the way you looked after we found you, I might not believe you. But you clearly had the look of a woman who had been fucked hard, really fucked hard.”
“It was wonderful, Rhonda. I was scared to death at first, but the creature was so gentle. It was as if he knew to be careful. I just wish I knew where that cave was. I would not mind going back one day for more. I want to go wash up, but before I do, I need your help with a few things…..” I need something to recover a sample of his sperm that is still inside me. Can you find a jar or something for it? And look me over carefully. I may have some of his body hair that is still stuck to my body. I need a baggie to put them in. We will have a physical record of the Bigfoot, even though there are no photos.
Later, I washed my hair and body with some of the camp’s water supply and put on a fresh set of clothes. It felt nice to be clean again, even though I loved the scent that was left on me by my Bigfoot.
Dr. Wilson came by the tent later, to see how I was holding up. He looked very concerned. He knew if I had been hurt, it would be the end of his career at the University. He asked me more details of my encounter with Bigfoot.
“Well, Dr. Wilson, I only remember the part after I woke up in his cave, or den or whatever it was where he took me. He kept me warm with his body and seemed to want to protect me. When I heard your voices calling for me, I jumped up and ran to the sound. He did not try to catch or stop me, so that is really all I can tell you.”
“I am so very happy that you were not harmed, Karen. We were all very afraid we’d never find you. If Rhonda had not been there and knew you fell into the water, we would not have known what direction to start looking for you. It was truly amazing we found you, and that you were unharmed.” Dr. Wilson said, quietly.
“So, now what, Dr. Wilson? Now that we know Bigfoot exists, what is the next step?”, I asked.
Dr. Wilson paused a moment before responding. “That all depends on you, Karen. You went thru a rough ordeal. I would not dream of putting you thru any more difficult situations unless you were OK with it. I still need documented evidence of what you found. But we would need to go back to that clearing and search for the cave that you said you were kept in. Then we could find physical evidence of Bigfoot.
Late that afternoon, Rhonda and I relaxed in our sleeping bags in the tent. I asked her, “Rhonda, what do you think about going back and looking for Bigfoot’s cave?”
“Are you serious? Girl, didn’t you have enough Bigfoot Time to last you, forever?
“I just want to see him again. To let him know I am not afraid of him and thank him for saving my life. I think I owe him that.” It sounded kind of silly, when I verbalized it to Rhonda.
“I think you just want some more Bigfoot dick in you. That’s what I think, girl”. Rhonda said, mocking me.
“That wouldn’t be so bad. But not very likely. If we even did see him, it would be hard to make him understand that he was not in danger. We’d have our whole group there, so I am sure he’d hide. We’d never see him. But I would like to try.” I explained to Rhonda.
LATER THAT NIGHT
I was exhausted after the hike back from Bigfoot’s lair and wanted to go to sleep early. Rhonda, on the other hand, was sitting around the campfire with the other expedition members. They were passing around another bottle and having a good time. I slipped out of my clothes and just wore my panties to sleep in. I soon was in dreamland.
After I fell asleep, I began dreaming of being carried off into the woods by a stranger. I was not afraid, but mildly annoyed that I did not get to sleep. Then I was jostled awake and panicked as I realized I was not dreaming. The Bigfoot had found our camp and located my tent. He had stolen me away from the others. I was being carried away as he ran full speed into the dark night. I had no idea where we were going since I was thrown over his shoulder and could only see where we came from, not where we were going. And it was too dark to see any land features anyway.
I had no idea what time it was, or how long he had been carrying me. My tummy was sore from being draped over his shoulder, so I patted his face to get his attention. He stopped running and let me down. I was cold due to the night air, and he could see me shake. He lifted me up in his arms and held me tightly against his chest then continued running to wherever his destination was. There was just enough moonlight for me to make out some landmarks and I thought he was taking me back to his cave. Soon we arrived there, but still the opening was hidden well enough that I could not tell we were there until he put me down on the ground.
He grabbed my hand and led me back into the recesses of his cave and we laid down on the bed of leaves, where we were before. I wanted to stay huddled up with him and I pressed my body against his muscled chest. We got very cozy together and I stroked his arm that was wrapped around me in a very loving manner. He made me feel safe, even though he had abducted me. I knew he meant me no harm.
After a while, I could feel his hands begin to caress my skin. He touched my bare shoulders and then stroked down my back to my butt. He played with the soft fabric of my panties, then abruptly tore them off me, like they were made of paper. I was once again completely naked, lying with my Bigfoot.
I could feel his heartbeat faster and then felt his cock begin to harden behind me. I reached around until I found his enormous cock and gave it a squeeze. He grunted when I did that, and I did it again, several times. I became bolder and shifted positions, so my face was right at his crotch, inches away from his giant penis. I held it again and kissed it lovingly. I then used my mouth and tongue to pleasure him. My saliva coated his shaft, and I stroked him with both my hands. He continued grunting and became very agitated. Suddenly I realized he was about to cum. I latched on the head of his penis with my mouth just in time to catch his glorious sperm as it blasted out the end of his dick. He shot several huge gobs of cum into my mouth, almost drowning me with the volume. I swallowed as much as possible in order not to gag on his jizz. More kept coming out and my face was covered with his goo.
I laid back down, contented that I gave him his first and probably only blowjob. His member continued to pulse and throb in my hand as I petted him. He relaxed, and his breathing became more even, and I think he fell asleep. I did too and we lay there all wrapped up with each other. His body heat kept me warm.
In a little while, he must have woken back up and was pushing his new erection against my butt. I knew what he wanted, so I got on my knees and assumed the position for him to fuck me. He got behind me and I felt his lovely cock spreading out my thighs trying to penetrate me. I reached down between my legs and guided his huge prick to the opening of my pussy. He quickly speared me with it, and I was once again filled to the max with my Bigfoot’s rock-hard penis. It felt glorious.
He paused, seeming to savor the snug feel of my tight cunt, and then began to slowly stroke in and out of me. He grabbed both of my breasts to hold on with as he began pummeling me with his shaft. I unexpectedly had a mind-numbing orgasm. My cunt spewed out a massive squirt and I could feel my spray splash against my thighs. I nearly passed out from the strength of my climax, and I went limp. He continued his assault and buried his shaft deeply in me. I could feel him hammering against my cervix and soon I was on the verge of another orgasm. He became frantic and I could tell he was about to shoot another load of spunk into me. Then he grunted continually as several blasts of semen filled my pussy. His orgasm triggered another of mine, and I was overcome with pleasure. After my massive climax I went limp, again. I could feel his cock pulsing inside my body as he collapsed on top of me.
My cunt was once again filled with Bigfoot’s massive amount of cum. We lay there, still connected, as his penis began to shrink. Then he pulled it out and rolled over on to his back. I crawled over him and sucked his deflated member into my mouth and spent many minutes cleaning him and sucking off the remaining sperm that coated his shaft. Finally, since I was exhausted, I must have fallen asleep. The last thing I recall was listening to his heartbeat as my face lay on his belly.
Back at the expedition campsite, there was a flurry of activity. Rhonda had gone back to the tent for the night and discovered a large tear in the cloth of the tent. And I was missing. She went screaming out and the others soon realized that Bigfoot must have taken me. The group instantly gathered up flashlights and equipment to try and find me.
The only probable place to go was back to the clearing that they had found me in the day before, so they hiked in that direction. It was still dark, and they did not know the area, so their progress was very slow. It was daybreak when they reached the clearing where I had been found, but they still did not know where the cave entrance was. They began calling my name again, as before, but I was too sleepy to hear them in the deep recesses of the cave.
Finally, I began to stir, hearing their voices. Then, I panicked. I did not want them to hurt my Bigfoot, and I did not want him to fight them. I moved just enough to wake him up and I rubbed his face. I wanted him to know, somehow, that I needed to leave. He looked at me and just fell on his back and whimpered. I felt awful to abandon my wild lover, but I needed to go back to the humans quickly so I would not cause any problems for him.
I emerged from the cave and stumbled out to the clearing. They saw me and quickly grabbed me before Bigfoot decided to follow. I looked back at the cave entrance and could see him standing there, alone. His powerful arms just hung by his side. He watched as they carried me off “to safety”, I guess.
I could never have conceived of a scenario where I had to be rescued twice from my hairy friend on this expedition. But, until we had a better understanding of his species, we could not be sure of what he would do. He had already ventured into our camp once, so we immediately packed everything and left the area. I found more clothes and quickly dressed for the trip home. This adventure was something that I will always cherish, but only Rhonda knows the full story of what happened in the cave with my Bigfoot lover.