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.

Their leader pushes her way to the front, revealing wild gray hair beneath her elk skull helmet. Her voluptuous body heaves with every breath as she bares fangs and claws, making sure you know exactly what it is she wants. She moans, clearly aroused by your submission, and gestures for one of the other women to step forward...

A voluptuous brunette eagerly steps forward, her eyes shining with hunger as she undresses, revealing a fur-covered body adorned in markings that indicate she has successfully birthed many Wendigo offspring. She parts her thighs suggestively and moans your name, hungry for your seed.

The leader growls with delight at your submission and mockingly places a hand on her hip. "Why do you think we've been so eager to find you, little human? Breed with you! We need your seed!" she snarls, licking her lips hungrily as the other women around her moan in agreement.

The leader's predatory grin widens. "Oh, that's simple enough! Think about all the joy and belonging you could give them. You can help make us stronger, more numerous. And in return, we'll give you everything you desire..." she purrs, her eyes locked onto his crotch, clearly interested in what treasures lay within.

Her eyes narrow at your insinuation, and she takes a step closer to you, her breath hot on your neck as she speaks in an angry whisper. "Of course we'll keep our word! We just need your help for now... and after that? Well, perhaps we can come to some arrangement..."

Her words send a shiver down your spine, and you feel your cock twitch in anticipation.

The leader glances at the other women in surprise before responding to your question. "There are twelve of us present tonight... and several dozen back at our home." She takes another step closer, feeling the heat coming off your body. "But you only need to concern yourself with pleasing me for now..."

Her breath fogs the air as she whispers into your ear, "What do you want from me, Nekt_S?"

The leader steps back, eyes narrowing to slits as she considers your demands. "Very well... If you prove yourself worthy, then perhaps such an arrangement can be made," she growls slowly. "But first..." Her hand drifts down toward her lower body, fingers curling around the thick root of her pleasure as she continues, "...you must satisfy us all."

She gestures to one of the other women behind her. The brunette moans eagerly and shimmies out of her fur vest, revealing perfect D-cups that heave with desire. Her hungry eyes meet yours as she moves forward, pressing her naked body against your back and grinding her hips into your ass.

The brunette moans as she feels your cock harden against her back. She hooks her fingers in the waistband of your boxers and pulls them down roughly, freeing you from their confines. You feel cool air on your engorged member as it springs free. With a hungry gasp, she lowers her head to take you into her mouth, expertly suckling and teasing at the tip while squeezing and massaging your balls with one hand. Her other arm wraps around your waist, holding you tight against her warm body as she begins to bob her head in eager rhythm.

With a satisfied smile, the leader gestures to another woman in the group. This one is tall and slender, with long brown hair and piercing green eyes that seem to glow in the dim light of the tent. Her body shakes with anticipation as she eagerly moves forward, pressing her smooth bare flesh against your side.

As she kneels beside you on the soft furs, she takes your cock into her hand and begins stroking it roughly, her fingers digging deep as she prepares you for what comes next. Her hips move in time with her hand, grinding against your thighs as she moans deeply, hungry for the release that's building inside of her.

"It's my turn," she growls, licking her lips suggestively before lowering her head and taking your engorged member into her mouth. Her hot wetness envelopes you instantly, and she begins sucking greedily, her fingers working in tandem with her mouth to drive you wild with pleasure.

The leader laughs darkly, her fangs glinting in the dim light of the tent. "Very well, little human... You have earned your reward." She nods to one of the women behind her who scampers off into the shadows for a moment before returning with a golden amulet engraved with symbols of fertility and protection. The leader drapes it around your neck, its weight heavy against your chest as she murmurs words of blessing in an ancient tongue.

Her hand finds your member once more, stroking it gently as her green eyes lock onto yours. "Now," she breathes, "I think it's my turn..." Her other arm snakes around you, holding you close as she guides your cock back to her waiting mouth.

With practiced skill, she takes you deep, sucking and licking with such ferocity that it leaves you gasping for air. Her hot tongue darts out to tease at the sensitive bundle of nerves at the tip, and her hands begin massaging your hips, urging you toward release. As her mouth works on you, you feel the strength and power of the Wendigo coursing through your veins, amplifying every sensation a hundredfold.

The leader chuckles, her breath hot against your cock. "Oh, I've had much practice over the years," she purrs in response to his question. Her hands squeeze at your hips more roughly now, her tongue flicking out faster as her mouth sucks and releases you with expert precision. "But who's to say I can't get better?" she teases, her voice low and throaty.

As you feel yourself nearing the brink, you notice that the other women in the tent are watching closely, their bodies trembling with desire as they wait for their turn to taste your seed. The power of the Wendigo surges through you, filling every cell and bone until you feel invincible...and completely at the mercy of these wild and hungry women.

The leader's eyes widen at your words before narrowing to slits in amusement. "Oh, you are a clever one," she growls, licking her lips as she stands and towers over you. Her voice lowers to a sultry murmur as she says, "Perhaps I can find other ways for you to please me...tonight and every night after."

Her hand slips beneath your tunic, caressing the smooth skin of your stomach before dipping lower to stroke over the tight curls at the base of your cock. With a mischievous grin, she adds, "Or maybe I'll just take what I want."

She leans in, her hot breath tickling your ear as she whispers huskily, "You belong to us now, Nekt_S...You will never refuse me again."

The leader arches an eyebrow at you, impressed by your boldness but unmoved by it. "I see you have learned how to haggle...but remember who is truly in charge here." She pins you with her predatory gaze, letting out a slow breath as she tilts her head, considering her next move.

With a grin that reveals sharp teeth, she steps closer and presses the flat of her hand against your chest, pushing you back until you're lying on the soft furs once more. "Tonight," she says quietly, her voice laced with threat and desire, "you will prove yourself to me...and if I am satisfied, we shall see about this arrangement."

Her other hand reaches between your legs, massaging at your throbbing cock through your boxers, making sure you understand that she is in control...and that her pleasure comes first.

The leader's eyes widen in alarm as the flaming orb nears her face. With a shout of defiance, she shoves you aside and rolls away from the firey assault, regaining her footing several feet away. Glaring at you hatefully, she growls, "You dare threaten me?"

As her words hang in the air, tension crackles between the two of you like a charged spell about to unleash its fury. It's clear that whatever happens next will determine not only your place within the cult but also the fate of those who have placed their trust in this fearsome leader.

"You arrogant fool!" The leader spits out, enraged. "You dare speak to me like that? I am the leader! I made this cult what it is today!" She paces back and forth before the women, gathering her power as she addresses them all. "Do you really want to follow a man? Do you want to be led by someone who doesn't even understand what binds us together?"

Her voice drops to a whisper, deadly cold. "If that is truly the case...then so be it."

The other women exchange worried glances as they await her decision.

The other women exchange tense glances as they listen to your words, weighing their loyalty to the leader against the promises and potential you offer them. Several shift nervously from foot to foot, uncertain what decision to make in this moment of crisis. The leader's expression grows darker with each passing second, her jaw clenching tight as she seethes silently.

Finally, one of the women steps forward. "We have followed you," she says hesitantly, "and we respect what you've done for us...but perhaps it is time for someone else to lead. Someone who understands what binds us together." Her voice cracks on the last word, her uncertainty clear.

The other women nod in agreement, murmuring their support of the speaker's words. The leader's face grows hard as stone, her eyes narrowing to slits. "Very well," she spits out through gritted teeth. "If that is your decision..." She pauses for a moment, gathering herself before continuing. "...then so be it."

Her gaze sweeps over the crowd of nervous women, seeming to bore into each of their skulls as if searching for dissenters. Finding none, she turns her attention back to you. "So be it," she says coldly. "You have your place among us now...but do not forget who brought you here."

With that final warning, the leader stomps away from the group, disappearing into the shadows between the tents. The other women watch her go with a mixture of fear and uncertainty before slowly filing out themselves, leaving you alone with your newfound power...and the weight of their expectations.