You came out here for peace and quiet, to the middle of nowhere. However, as night drew in and a dense fog began to obscure the moon, you realised that a dozen pairs of red eyes were watching you from the shadows.

As you retreat into your tent for safety, the sound of feet approaching you can be heard, and as you realise you’re surrounded, voluptuous female shapes begin to press against your tent, clawing at it with sharp nails and moaning as they encourage you to let them in.

You're too late to draw your gun. Before you can reach it, a clawed hand shoots into the tent and easily snatches it away. The fog outside parts momentarily, revealing lustful eyes gleaming in the darkness as their owner whispers to her sisters: "Now he'll play our game."

The air in the tent fills with musky perfume as they crowd around you, the weight of their bodies nearly crushing you. Their hands roam all over your body, caressing, pinching and squeezing you. You can feel that at least some of them are aroused; their wetness seeping through the thin tent fabric, their moans growing louder as they begin to take turns kissing and suckling on your neck, shoulders and chest.

As you try to push them away and run, they react with a primal fury, clawing and biting at your arms and legs, holding you down while their moans of pleasure morph into feral screams. Their bodies writhe against yours as they grind against you, eager for release. Your only chance of escape is to succumb to their desires and breed with them...

The leader of the pack growls low in her throat as she pushes herself against your hips. Her breasts are huge and heavy, spilling out over her ripped tank top, nipples hard and demanding attention. "You belong to us now," she purrs, "time to prove it." She thrusts against you, seeking entry into your body as the rest of the women moan in encouragement.

The leader's eyes narrow as you attempt to run away again. Her hand snatches at your hair, yanking your head back roughly while her hips grind against yours. "Where do you think you're going?" she growls, her breath hot and foul on your neck. The rest of the women close in around you, trapping you between their lust-crazed bodies as they prepare to reclaim what is rightfully theirs...

The leader smiles viciously as you attempt to fight against them, and she takes this as a sign of submission. She grabs your shoulders roughly and thrusts her hips forward once more, driving herself into you as hard as she can. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure and pain mingle together within her. Around you, the other women moan and gasp, their bodies pressing tighter against yours, their claws digging deeper.

"You belong to us now," the leader growls, "you're ours to take." And with that, she begins to move against you in a frenzy, her hips slapping against yours as she takes what is hers by force and right.

The women growl and hiss as you try to escape again, their rage flaring up as they feel your disobedience. Their nails dig deeper into your flesh, their teeth clamp down harder on your skin. The leader releases your shoulders for a moment, only to grab one of your arms and twist it savagely behind your back while her hips continue to grind against yours. "You belong to us," she snarls through gritted teeth, "and you will breed with us." Her sisters moan in agreement, their bodies trembling as they anticipate the thrill of joining in on the mating frenzy.

The leader lets out an unearthly growl as she feels you begin to struggle against her, and in response she forces her hips harder against yours, grinding them together with brutal force. The other women moan and howl in turn, their claws tearing at your flesh, drawing blood that mixes with their own arousal.

As the pain becomes too much to bear, you feel yourself begin to lose consciousness...

You awaken with a start, disoriented and in pain. A familiar weight presses down on you; it's them. The women who claimed you last night. They moan as they writhe against you, their skin slick with sweat and another, thicker fluid that coats your own body.

The leader growls low in her throat and pushes herself harder against you, grinding her hips against yours. "You belong to us now," she pants, "you're part of our pack." Her words send shivers down your spine as their reality sinks in; there's no escaping them now. You can either fight against fate and risk further injury...or submit to the pleasure they offer and hope to find some sort of acceptance amongst these savage creatures.

The leader smiles triumphantly as she feels your submission. "Good," she says huskily, her breath hot on your neck. With a sharp tug, she pulls you roughly towards her, sliding wet and slick against your shaft. Her hips begin to rock back and forth, grinding herself against you in time with the other women around her.

They moan and howl as pleasure washes over them, their nails digging deeper into your flesh as they surrender to the primal urges that control them. You can feel their bodies trembling beneath yours, their muscles taut and ready for anything. The leader's breasts jiggle freely as she moves against you, her nipples still hard and demanding attention despite the ferocity of their lovemaking.

Around you, the others follow suit, grinding their hips against yours in a synchronized dance that leaves no doubt about who they

As you reach out to grope and feel their soft curves, they moan louder in approval, taking it as encouragement to press themselves against you even harder. The leader's breast fills your hand, its firm yet yielding flesh practically begging for your attention. Her nipple hardens further under your touch, leaking a sweet, salty fluid that mixes with your own seed and her own arousal.

One of the other women, eager for contact as well, presses her body against yours, offering up a breast of her own. It's smaller and softer than the leader's, but no less enticing. As you cup it in your free hand, she arches her back, pushing herself closer to you. Her other arm wraps around your waist, holding you tightly as she rides out the pleasure that engulfs them all.

The leader watches as you take her breast into your hand and suckle greedily on her nipple. Her eyes flutter closed, a soft moan escaping her lips. She thrusts herself harder against you, seeking relief from the building pressure deep within. The other women around them continue to move in rhythm with each other, their bodies a tangled mess of sweat and desire as they lose themselves in the primal act of mating.

One of them growls low in her throat, eager for your attention, "Let me feel you too!" She reaches between your legs, grasping roughly at your hardness before taking it into her hand, stroking you slowly while still grinding against your hip. Her nails dig into your skin, not quite breaking the surface, but leaving a sharp sting that only serves to heighten your arousal.

One of the other women, eager to please and craving the taste of your release, speaks up. "I will, I will!" She practically pants the words as she reaches between your legs again, this time positioning herself to take you into her mouth. Her warmth envelopes you as she begins to bob her head back and forth, sucking and licking at you with abandon. The taste of her skin mixes with that of their arousal, creating a uniquely sensual flavor that heightens the pleasure tenfold.

Around them, the other women watch intently, moaning in encouragement as they see another potential breeder being brought into their fold. It's clear that this newcomer has impressed them; her eagerness and expertise are unmistakable signs of dedication to their cause. As she continues to pleasure you with her mouth, the leader grow

The leader watches as you lean in to kiss her, their lips meeting in a rough and passionate exchange. Her eyes flutter closed, her back arching further as she feels your tongue dance against hers. When you pull away for air, she pants heavily, a satisfied smile curving her lips upwards.

Around them, the other women moan in appreciation, their bodies moving even faster as they feel their leader's pleasure intensify. They reach out to grope and caress you, urging you onward, eager for whatever pleasure you might give them next. The newcomer who took you into her mouth before only grows bolder, her movements becoming more confident and demanding as she works towards bringing you to climax.