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The Trophy... — Description
Khrishka, alone in her favorite childhood hiding place, admires her favorite trophy. Although it had happened over two hundred years ago the gray lamara still remembered her prize … a young and beautiful female, petite, feisty, somewhat muscular in stature, and most important of all, a dashing longhaired virgin blonde… All as if it were yesterday. As Khrishka stared at the skull her thoughts began to drift….

It had been un-seasonably hot that day, Khrishka had remembered, as she lay restless and alone in her dark and wonderfully cold cave, waiting for the sun to set. As she lay there quietly she could hear and feel the hunger pangs in her stomach. For several months now her meals had consisted of average to below average looking, non-virgin human females, none of which had anywhere near satisfied her erotic ‘Frothing’ cravings.

As Khrishka’s hunger pangs increased, she decided to change her hunting strategy. Utilizing her long, strong, beautiful body, and wickedly powerful tail the lamara traveled far away from her normal ‘stalking’ grounds.

Having traveled several miles, Khrishka finally came upon a forest where there was a small hot spring in a secluded clearing. With her powerful nocturnal vision she could see a female figure floating on top of the warm water in the middle, steam rising off it's surface. The lamara slowed her pace down considerably as she approached the spring. Khrishka was now deadly quite… Studying her prey from behind a nearby tree, she began to slowly drift off into a ‘Frothing’ trance. Her pupils began to dilate and vibrate violently.

“Sheeple…” the creature whispered to herself.

An hour had passed when the young girl finally climbed out of the hot water. Without anything to dry herself off with she decided to lay upon a flat warm rock nearby. Khrishka could now see her prey in all it’s splendor. The girl appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years of age, average in height, possibly five feet five inches, and somewhat muscular in build. Her breasts were in perfect proportion to the rest of her body with her nipples standing hard and erect. Her vagina was protected by a small blonde pubic bush. And her hair … Ahhhhhh, her hair… a beautiful shade of golden blonde. She drew in a deep breath through her nose...

"Ahhh... And a virgin too! Perfect.” Lamaras, with their acute sense of smell can detect a virgin over three-hundred yards away. For some reason new and unused meat gave off a different sent.

As Khrishka continued watching her prey her own body temperature began to rise. She could now feel a warm steady trickle of ‘lankar ooze’ from her now hot vagina flowing down the inside of her left leg. A trickle of drool began dripping from her mouth as well.

Unable to control herself from her on-coming ‘Frothing’ frenzy Khrishka sprang at the girl from behind the tree, pouncing on top of her, knocking her off the rock onto the ground.

To the lamara’s surprise the girl managed to momentarily free herself with a hard blow to her face. Khrishka had been fought off before but this hit was, by far, the hardest she had ever felt A small trickle of blood flowed from the left side of her nose and mouth.

“Who and what the hell are you?” the girl questioned her attacker in surprise. Her eyes quickly scanned her assailant. She had heard of creatures such as this, blue in skin color, long horns and a long sharp pointed tail but she had only regarded the stories as myth and fairy tale, never really believing them as real. How wrong she was…

Khrishka stood quite, starring at her prey. Then… a smile formed on her face.

”Finally, the perfect meal; a gorgeous, young, beautiful blonde virgin with the ability to fight back” Khrishka said softly to herself. “Opportunities like this come along once in a life time.” The shear thought of the challenge, coupled with the girl’s beautiful looks caused the lankar to follow more steadily.

Khrishka then slowly walked toward the girl. Her hands spread wide open exposing her long sharp claws, her long pointed tail violently twitching.

“What are you going to do with me?” the girl asked; her body now in a defensive stance, her fists high and clenched.

Khrishka continued her approach in silence.

Suddenly the girl tried to run and escape into the nearby forest. The lamara was pleased.

"Yes, run you beauty, run."

As the girl approached the forest and what she thought would be safe refuge, she heard a voice from behind.

“Think you can run and hide from me little one?” the voice quietly said.

Having already seen her attacker the girl kept running without looking back.

“You are going to make a worthy meal for me, my pretty?” the voice continued.

“Meal?” the girl thought to herself. Digging deep within her soul the girl managed to run a little faster.

“Excellent” the voice said in a whisper. “Excellent.”

Weaving in and out of large tall rocks the girl suddenly found herself in a dead-end. She tried to quickly assess the situation huffing and puffing as she did so. She turned to see her attacker. Nothing… Not wanting to waste any time she gave an attempt to scale the tall rocks that lay in front of her. As she climbed up to the half way point the blue creature she had thought she had lost, quietly and easily appeared at her right side.

“Going somewhere my pretty?” it said with a smug smile.

The girl tried to swing and hit the blue creature but it’s reactions where too fast. Then, with one hard hit of it’s left hand, the girl was knocked off the rock, landing hard on her side. Stunned from the impact, the girl rolled over on her back trying to catch her breath. She opened her eyes and there, standing at her side was the lamara, it’s tail still vibrating violently.

“Why?” the girl asked the creature as she coughed up blood violently.

Khrishka knelt down to closely examine her beautiful prize. Bright white drool flowed freely from her mouth.

The girl tried to scream for help but Khrishka strategically grabbed her by the throat. The pressure was just enough to stop any effort to scream. Her prey then tried to struggle free, swinging her arms violently. Several good blows cleanly struck the creature’s face. The girl expected it’s grip to loosen. It did not.

Suddenly she felt a quick and sudden increase in pressure on the backside of her neck… then…

As quick as the pressure came, it suddenly went away. In its place was a feeling of… nothing. The sensation or the lack of one, throughout the girl’s entire body was strange. She could hear birds chirping in the forest perfectly well, but that was about all. Unable to even blink or move her eyes the girl began to panic… but in her thoughts only. After considerable mental effort, the only thing she found herself able to do was to breath and stare straight into the dark evening sky.

“Why...you asked?” the now familiar voice questioned.

The girl continued to stare into the sky, unable to respond.

“The answer is… simply because I must eat."

It was now clear to the girl as to what was truly happening. The stories she had always ignored were not myth or fairy tales at all. Terrified but unable to move she realized her time was running out...

The face of a creature now appeared in the girl’s restricted view; it’s eyes glowing an eerie blood red. The bright slimy drool dripping from her mouth now turning into a bright slimy foam. With it’s body positioned on top of the girl’s chest the lamara’s eyes starred directly into hers. The girl could hear very heavy breathing. Drops of the foam hit the girl's beautiful but perfectly still face.

“I must admit that your instinct to survive is the greatest I have ever encountered” the voice said with a tone of admiration. “You should be proud. You are and were a worthy prey.”

The girl still lay there, motionless, eyes wide open. A tear did manage to run down from her left eye.

“And I bet you’re probably wondering what’s happened to you aren’t you? Why... you can’t feel anything…why you can’t move.”

Silence.

“It’s a little trick we gargirls learned ages ago… to subdue our meals.”

There was that word again.... 'meal'.

“We’ve gotten so good at it that we can paralyze almost every part in the body… except your vision and your ability to breath. We wouldn’t want you to die and miss anything now would we?” The girl could hear a slight giggle.

“The hardest part was learning how to paralyzing the larynx. But as you can see, we’ve figured that out. I'd tell you how but that’s my little secret.” There was a moment of silence... then...

“Oh… and don’t worry” the voice continued on in a hiss. “I guarantee you… you won’t feel a thing…”

The girl continued to lay motionless.

“Now sit back and relax…” Khrishka said with a smile. Then, as quick as it came the smile was gone.

“This won’t hurt a bit…”

Khrishka then slowly bent down, opened her mouth wide and with her long sharp fangs, took a hard deep bite of the girl’s...

The girl’s vision began to blur as tears of fear not pain filled her eyes…

It was happening...