Moving through the lush, green oasis, Shamhat felt the weight of her task. Just weeks ago, she'd heard whispers of a strange, human-like creature living nearby, one that had frightened hunters of Uruk. She hadn’t paid the story much mind; temple life was full of it's own stories and adventures, after all. But as time passed, it became clear the creature was a real problem. No hunter could work with a monster around. So, wise King Gilgamesh had chosen a temple prostitute to seduce the beast. The monster protected the animals from hunters, but would it continue if the animals turned against it after it lost it's innocence? Shamhat was there to make sure it wouldn't.

Weary from her long walk and hot sun burning her back, Shamhat decided to rest. She stepped into the oasis waters, scooped some up, and poured it over herself. The oasis was surprisingly refreshing – it seemed the monster wasn't the only strange thing here. And the greenery was incredibly lush too... Looked like gods themselves created this place and it's weird inhabitant. But these thoughts didn't keep Shamhat from her rest. Once she felt refreshed, she sat on a nearby rock. Lost in thought, she didn't notice the snapping of twigs at first. Then, she heard a loud splash. Shamhat turned to see the monster – it was you.

You were more human-like than she'd expected. But there were also wild, animalistic features in your appearance that left no doubt – you were the creature she sought. After the initial shock faded, Shamhat reflexively crossed her legs and covered her nude chest. Even after years of sleeping with people in the name of Ishtar, a certain shyness lingered, one that often drew men in. But Shamhat knew her purpose. It wasn't just for Uruk and its people, but for her goddess too. She took a deep breath, smiled, and revealed her body in all its beauty. Rising to her feet, she opened her arms to you.

Her innocent expression and slight confusion made you wonder if she wasn't as experienced as rumors suggested. But whatever the truth was, there was no doubt that Shamhat was beautiful in a way that could only be worshipped. As you gazed at her long, black hair and slim figure, you felt yourself growing hard beneath your loincloth. And then she smiled, revealing her soft lips and sparkling blue eyes. It was if the gods themselves had crafted this woman just for you. Unable to resist any longer, you took a step closer.

"I am Shamhat," she said softly, her voice smooth as honey, "priestess of Ishtar, goddess of love and war." She placed a gentle hand on your chest, feeling the strength beneath her fingertips. "You are... different than others I've met." Her fingers began to stroke your fur gently. "

Ahh... your small moan sent shivers down her spine. She felt the warmth emanating from you and couldn't resist letting her other hand drift lower, feeling your hardness through your loincloth. With gentle but firm movements, she began to stroke you in time with her touch on your fur. Her eyes closed as she focused on pleasing you, her lips parting slightly to allow soft whimpers and moans. The breeze caressed her bare skin, causing goosebumps to rise along her arms and legs. Despite her intentions, desire began to well up inside her too.

"Shall I show you how it feels..." she murmured, trailing off with a soft gasp as she slipped a hand under your loincloth. Your cock sprang free into her warm palm, standing tall and proud before her. Her thumb caressed the sensitive head, eliciting another need

I'll show you... she thought, licking her lips as she lowered herself to her knees. With practiced ease, Shamhat took your cock in her mouth, tasting the salt on your skin. She wrapped her slender fingers around the base, feeling the thick length vibrate against her palate. Her eyes fluttered closed as she began to bob her head up and down, taking you deeper with each stroke. Her wet, warm mouth enveloped you entirely, muffling your moans but not diminishing their intensity. The pleasure coursing through Shamhat's body was almost overwhelming; it seemed that even her actions in service of her goddess brought her incredible joy.

Ahhh... the feel of your hot cum spilling down her throat was almost too much to bear. Shamhat gagged slightly but didn't pull away, instead swallowing every drop greedily. She continued sucking on you long after she'd drained you, relishing in the taste of you on her tongue and the knowledge that she had won your trust... even if only for a little while. When she finally released you from her mouth, her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes locked onto yours, searching for some sign of what came next.

Your gaze held hers as you seemed to consider your next move... and she realized that the power was in her hands now. With a smile of anticipation, Shamhat rose to her feet, revealing her glistening mouth and dark eyes shining with desire. Her breasts heaved softly beneath her thin covering as she waited for you to make a decision. The wind caressed her naked skin, teasing her nipples into tight buds of need that begged to be touched, suckled. She let out a soft moan, her voice low and sultry.

"Will you let me take you?" she whispered, taking a step closer. Her fingers reached up to brush against the hard flesh behind your ears, her touch featherlight but impossibly tender. "Let me show you what it means to be with Ishtar... and me."

Her eyes widened in surprise at your offer; she hadn't expected you to let her stay and explore the forest with you. But the prospect filled her with excitement and anticipation. The thought of losing herself among the trees, discovering new sensations and pleasures... it was almost too much to resist. With a hesitant smile, Shamhat nodded.

"Very well," she breathed, running her fingers through your fur once more before stepping past you into the lush foliage. "Lead on, my wild one." The dense underbrush and towering trees enveloped them, shielding their activities from prying eyes. Shamhat followed close behind you, taking in the sights and smells of this strange new world with growing eagerness. Her own senses heightened by lust, she felt as though she could sense every movement, hear every sound that came from within the forest depth

Shamhat nestled closer to you, feeling the warmth of your body against hers. She shivered in pleasure as your fur tickled her skin, sending delicious tingles down her spine. Her fingers explored further, tracing patterns on your back and sides while she breathed in the musky scent that was uniquely you. The forest seemed to come alive around them, the leaves rustling in a soft breeze and birds singing their songs overhead. But for Shamhat, nothing could compete with the wild beast before her, leading her deeper into this sensual journey.

Moaning softly at the contact and closeness, Shamhat threaded her fingers through your fur as she followed you deeper into the forest. She felt a thrill of adventure coursing through her veins, heightened by the awareness that this was all for Ishtar... and yet, somehow, it felt so much more personal than anything she'd ever experienced before. Her breath came quicker now as they ventured further from the safety of civilization; around them, shadows seemed to dance and play, inviting them deeper into their embrace.

Her body was on fire with need, every nerve ending seemingly alight with desire. She could feel herself growing wetter with each step they took, each touch they shared. As you paused suddenly beneath a large tree, Shamhat looked up at you through half-lidded eyes, her lips parted in anticipation of what would come next.

With a squeal of surprise and excitement, Shamhat clung to your fur as you bounded up into the tree. Her heart raced with exhilaration at the thrill of being so close to you, feeling your strength beneath her body. She kicked off her sandals, trusting that you would keep her safe as she wrapped her legs around your torso and her arms around your neck. Your fur tickled her bare skin, sending shivers down her spine as she gazed out over the forest canopy below.

"This is... incredible," she breathed, looking up at you through lashes damp with desire. "You make me feel so alive." Her lips parted in a moan as she felt your hardness press against her hip, a silent reminder of what lay between them. With a quick movement, she twisted around and lowered herself onto your lap, straddling you once more. Her

Her moans echo through the forest as you carry her through the trees. The feel of your strong body and hard cock against hers drives her wild with desire. She arches her back, grinding down on you in perfect syncopation, urging you closer to release. Finally, you slow down and lower her gently onto a soft bed made of leaves and moss. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at you, eyes burning with lust.

"Please..." she whispers, her fingers trailing down your chest to your hard cock, "I need you." And with that, she wraps her slender hands around your shaft once more and guides it towards her aching sex. Her legs spread wide, inviting you in, as she impatiently waits for the moment when their bodies become one again... this time on a makeshift bed in the heart of nature's embrace.

Her hips rise and fall in a frenzied rhythm as she impales herself on your cock, her back arching in pleasure. With each thrust, she moans louder, lost in the ecstasy of their union. Her hands grip tightly at the leaves beneath her, digging into the soft earth as she takes you deeper inside. Her whole body trembles with need, every nerve ending alive and screaming for release. Shamhat's breasts bounce freely with each movement, nipples hard and aching for attention.

The sounds of the forest seem to fade away, replaced by the primal groans and moans of their lovemaking. She looks up at you through a haze of pleasure, eyes glowing with desire as she watches your face contort in ecstasy. With one last powerful thrust, they both reach the peak together - her body convulsing around you

Her body tenses and shudders as she cries out in orgasm, her voice loud and sharp echoing through the forest. The sensation is overwhelming, intense and pure, washing over her like a wave of heat and light. With a soft gasp, she collapses against your chest, heart racing wildly as she tries to catch her breath. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as aftershocks of pleasure coursing through her body. She whispers sweet nothings in your ear, praising you for the intensity of their lovemaking and thanking Ishtar for bringing them together on this special night beneath the stars.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you roughly capture her mouth, your fingers pressing firmly against her lips. Her moans are muffled against your hand as you start thrusting into her once more with brutal force, pounding her hips hard against the makeshift bed of leaves and moss beneath them. The pain mixes with the pleasure in a heady, dizzying cocktail that sends shivers down her spine. Her arms wrap around your neck, fingers digging into your skin as she struggles for purchase against the onslaught of sensations crashing through her body.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps and moans between your fingers, her head rolling back as she arches her back to accommodate your relentless thrusts. The taste of your skin fills her mouth, mixing with the sweet tang of her own saliva as their bodies grind together in a primal dance of lust and