Nobody Loves a Bigfoot Like a Bigfoot Babe by Simon Okill Page A
Authors: Simon Okill
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excitement, she stared at him unzipping his jeans to urinate. She saw the steady flow of his pee on the ground and against the tree. The smell of his manly essence and muskiness aroused her.
She swished her hips suggestively, cooing, "Woooo-woooo-woooo."
Behind the cover of the thickets, Olaaa placed each big foot to the ground with extreme care and walked towards her unsuspecting plaything. She stopped behind the leak tree and listened to him zip up his fly. Olaaa breathed heavily with excitement. She licked her lips.
An owl screeched, as if to alert Olaaa's pale one, but the plaything was a little too happy on the juice to heed the warning of the wise old owl. He belched.
The chosen one called out. Olaaa thought he was calling to her. Olaaa sighed on hearing the pretty pale one's voice. She sniffed the night air then sniffed her own pungent odor. She sniffed her very hairy, excessively damp armpits.
She snorted nasally with disgust. She smelled like a raccoon's behind. She needed a good dowsing in the river if she was going to attract her pretty boy.
"Woooooo-wooooooo," she called her plaintive mating call excitedly into the night.
The unfamiliar calling sound-which was so loud it seemed to be inches from his ear-which it actually was, suddenly warned the plaything. He reacted as if in danger. Before he could cry out, a big hairy hand, pink and calloused, came up to his face and covered his mouth, stifling his scream.
Olaaa was so excited she let out her mating call.
THE TEENAGERS STOPPED THEIR merry-making and listened. All eyes were focused on the spot at the edge of the clearing where Beau had gone to take a leak.
"Weeeeoooooeeeeeoooo."
"Shit, did you hear that?" Chad exclaimed. "What if it's those aliens who keep abducting Beau's old man ⦠maybe they've come for Beau?" Chad looked up to the sky. "Beau says those aliens are up to something weird." Chad saw nothing unusual.
"It's just gotta be Bigfoot," Naomi whimpered. She grabbed hold of Chad's arm and shivered with fright. "It's come to have its way with us."
Chad pushed Naomi away, laughing, "Yeah, with you, not me." He chuckled, "I bet it's real hung . . . like down to its knees."
Naomi punched Chad in the arm, "That's so gross, you pig."
Debbie directed the camcorder to the spot where Beau had gone to take a leak. "It's only Beau pissing around as usual."
Naomi jumped to her feet and looked frantically into the dark woods. "Beau . . . you there?" she shouted. "Beau!"
OH, HE WAS THERE alright. It occurred to Olaaa that the pale ones were calling out for her plaything. She mouthed the word Boo! She connected this word to her chosen one. He fainted with pure terror as Olaaa swiftly lifted him before he collapsed and slung him over her shoulder, fireman-style.
A moment later, Boo threw up over Olaaa's back. A moment after that Boo passed out again.
Olaaa didn't mind him throwing up down her back. She was excited and eager to take him back to her lair to play with. But a voice inside her told her she was doing wrong. Alas, Olaaa was too young to take heed of her conscience, as all young Bigfoot are apt to do. She just knew she wanted Boo to be her special plaything.
With all the jostling Boo came around. All he could see was Olaaa's hairy rear end.
"Help me," Boo whispered in terror, somewhat croakily with a dry mouth as he was carried into the deep forest.
Boo's weight caused Olaaa to rip off a fart. The noxious fumes caused him to pass out once again.
* * *
IT WAS NOW DAWN. The campfire embers smoldered. Thin wisps of smoke swirled up into the cool morning air. Golden rays of sunshine filtered through the trees and the ground-hugging mist. A white-tailed deer munched on the thin grass at the edge of the clearing. It looked at the disheveled heap of humanity and continued to eat, unconcerned.
Beau's friends had collapsed in a drunken heap around the fire. Their cozy tents hadn't been used. Second by second, the forest became alive with
She swished her hips suggestively, cooing, "Woooo-woooo-woooo."
Behind the cover of the thickets, Olaaa placed each big foot to the ground with extreme care and walked towards her unsuspecting plaything. She stopped behind the leak tree and listened to him zip up his fly. Olaaa breathed heavily with excitement. She licked her lips.
An owl screeched, as if to alert Olaaa's pale one, but the plaything was a little too happy on the juice to heed the warning of the wise old owl. He belched.
The chosen one called out. Olaaa thought he was calling to her. Olaaa sighed on hearing the pretty pale one's voice. She sniffed the night air then sniffed her own pungent odor. She sniffed her very hairy, excessively damp armpits.
She snorted nasally with disgust. She smelled like a raccoon's behind. She needed a good dowsing in the river if she was going to attract her pretty boy.
"Woooooo-wooooooo," she called her plaintive mating call excitedly into the night.
The unfamiliar calling sound-which was so loud it seemed to be inches from his ear-which it actually was, suddenly warned the plaything. He reacted as if in danger. Before he could cry out, a big hairy hand, pink and calloused, came up to his face and covered his mouth, stifling his scream.
Olaaa was so excited she let out her mating call.
THE TEENAGERS STOPPED THEIR merry-making and listened. All eyes were focused on the spot at the edge of the clearing where Beau had gone to take a leak.
"Weeeeoooooeeeeeoooo."
"Shit, did you hear that?" Chad exclaimed. "What if it's those aliens who keep abducting Beau's old man ⦠maybe they've come for Beau?" Chad looked up to the sky. "Beau says those aliens are up to something weird." Chad saw nothing unusual.
"It's just gotta be Bigfoot," Naomi whimpered. She grabbed hold of Chad's arm and shivered with fright. "It's come to have its way with us."
Chad pushed Naomi away, laughing, "Yeah, with you, not me." He chuckled, "I bet it's real hung . . . like down to its knees."
Naomi punched Chad in the arm, "That's so gross, you pig."
Debbie directed the camcorder to the spot where Beau had gone to take a leak. "It's only Beau pissing around as usual."
Naomi jumped to her feet and looked frantically into the dark woods. "Beau . . . you there?" she shouted. "Beau!"
OH, HE WAS THERE alright. It occurred to Olaaa that the pale ones were calling out for her plaything. She mouthed the word Boo! She connected this word to her chosen one. He fainted with pure terror as Olaaa swiftly lifted him before he collapsed and slung him over her shoulder, fireman-style.
A moment later, Boo threw up over Olaaa's back. A moment after that Boo passed out again.
Olaaa didn't mind him throwing up down her back. She was excited and eager to take him back to her lair to play with. But a voice inside her told her she was doing wrong. Alas, Olaaa was too young to take heed of her conscience, as all young Bigfoot are apt to do. She just knew she wanted Boo to be her special plaything.
With all the jostling Boo came around. All he could see was Olaaa's hairy rear end.
"Help me," Boo whispered in terror, somewhat croakily with a dry mouth as he was carried into the deep forest.
Boo's weight caused Olaaa to rip off a fart. The noxious fumes caused him to pass out once again.
* * *
IT WAS NOW DAWN. The campfire embers smoldered. Thin wisps of smoke swirled up into the cool morning air. Golden rays of sunshine filtered through the trees and the ground-hugging mist. A white-tailed deer munched on the thin grass at the edge of the clearing. It looked at the disheveled heap of humanity and continued to eat, unconcerned.
Beau's friends had collapsed in a drunken heap around the fire. Their cozy tents hadn't been used. Second by second, the forest became alive with
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