Get Out of Roverwood
       In the kingdom of Caravan, there are two different towns, Seabreeze Port and Boulderforge. Together, they bring in plenty of travelers, business, and trade considering how large they are compared to most towns, and either of them being near the Great Sea and Stonemouth Mountain. It's simple economics if you think about it: Stonemouth has the best mines for anything you'd need to forge, even having deposits of valuable gems like Blue Emerald and Firestone. On the other side of the kingdom, the port city brought in lots of fresh food, pearls and other valuable stones from the sea, and even tourists and trade from whoever owned a ship. So, combine the most economically strong cities in the kingdom, and you get a wealth of business and culture from Caravan.
       Between the two different towns lies a giant forest, called "Roverwood". It's by far the largest barrier between these town huge towns, large enough for someone to suddenly wander around or "rove" inside the forest. Think of it like the wild wilderness between two civilizations. It's the quickest way to get between towns, but it's best to travel in a group, or caravan, as some people have taken advantage of the forest's mystery and denser foliage. You know, like thieves and large, carnivorous creatures.
       Speaking of which, a lone deer wielding just his short sword and the cloth clothing along his body was panting out and staggering a bit, his torso cut up some from the sharp dagger of a thief, one that was staring at him right now. She was a sly goat with very light clothing on, a small tunic shirt that formed a V-shape from her collar to show off her proud bosom size, and some dark-colored short-shorts for both maneuverability and looking sexy. Cleaning off the blood from her blade with a small rag she looted from one of the deer's now dead traveling buddies, she then threw the rag to the ground and sauntered her way up to him. "Just one left~" She giggled, hand fixing her blond bob and making sure it parted just right before she was about to make her last kill.
       "You're going pay for what you did to Dimitri and Sam...!" Threatened the backward pacing cervine, flashing his teeth in a sinister growl as he tried to watch her every move. Before he realized it, he felt his back against one of the large oaks in this forest, making him jump and nearly lose sight of the killer thief in front of him.
       She couldn't help but laugh at that, soon pulling up her cleaned blade and sliding it against his own blade after a quick clash, handle struggling against handle now. The two were eye to eye, the goat sensing the fear and adrenaline from her target from each hard breath escaping his mouth. "You know, you're actually kind of cute," She began flirting with him, a sly grin along her muzzle. "If only I weren't after your coin purse right now…"
       "Shut up, wench!" He grunted out at her, using his strength to push her back and swing his sword at her, aiming for her wrists. With a duck, the thief found her opening as he was at the end of his swing and gearing up for another. Her body then rose up, a hard kick colliding with the blade-wielding hand as it knocked his weapon out of his grip. He cursed out at her and grabbed his wrist, hearing his sword fly up and clamor against the ground. Now that he was distracted, she charged him right into the tree with a grunt, sharp steel now at his throat as she got a better look at his fearful eyes.
       "Now then, I have an offer for you…" explained the goat once the deer was pinned against the tree, eyes glancing down along her dagger every once in a while as the steel was pressing against his neck. "Pretty simple if you think about it: your life or your coin."
       He didn't respond at first, wondering why she even had to ask. He was the only one alive, so why would his life over his money matter? "Even if I die, you're still going to loot me," the buck finally spoke, a bit hushed since her dagger threatened to slice his jugular.
       "Of course! Isn't this great?" She chuckled heartily to him, indulging in her power over him. "I could actually do anything I want to you!" With a pause, the goat thief then got herself an idea. "Yes…anything I want~"
       Her hand reached down into her travel bag, pulling out some rope and throwing it around the body of the tree her handsome target was pinned against. With her deft hands, she was able to squeeze the rope around his body and tie him to the tree, watching him struggle as his arms were now glued between the rope and his torso. "Shit, let me go!" He cursed at her once more, wondering just what she had in mind for him.
       "Now now, first thing's first…" was her response, kneeling down and using her blade to slice at the string keeping his coin pouch along his belt, then stashing the pouch right into her bag where the rope came from. "And now, for the real surprise," she continued, the handle of her dagger being placed into her mouth as both her hands were free, grabbing for his belt and pulling it off of his body. Humming a tune to herself, she then unzipped and pulled down his pants, underwear being pulled down with them as the perplexed deer then gasped once he was stripped of his clothing below his waist.
       "H-Hey! Quit that!" she heard him call out, blushing furiously once he was disrobed, though the goat would not listen to him. She was in pure delight, her little tail perking up at the sight of a very nice and juicy piece of deer meat in front of her. She pulled the dagger out from her mouth, setting it on the ground beside her – to the relief and confusion of her target – and giving his flaccid schlong a sniff.
       "Hmm, I never got your name, did I?" She interjects randomly, peering up at him with her hands planted on his hips, near his crotch.
       "Uh…Johannes? Wait, why do you care?!" He barked down at her after giving her his name, her soft goat hands now moving to the base of his manhood, one hand giving him a gentle stroke as the other played with his sack.
       "Just wondering. Call me Rose!" she said and smiled at his cock growing for her. Why not have a bit of fun with one of her victims? And why would he be complaining about a cute girl playing with his junk, anyway? Sure, she did just kill all his traveling buddies and plan on stealing all of their coin and supplies, but at least he's still alive and about to receive some head. It had been a while since she serviced a man like this; hopefully, she could make him cum! Then again, he was a guy and guys tended to achieve orgasm more easily than girls.
       Once his wood was standing nice and tall for her, she playfully gave his bulbous head a few licks, then winked up to him before sliding a few inches into her mouth. She sighed and slurped along his rod, tongue twirling around his dick while her hand stroked off the rest of his length. She could hear each moan and gasp coming out of his mouth, knowing he was trying not to enjoy this; that or he didn't know what to feel right now. Was he in any position to fight back or complain? She didn't think so.
       "Gods save me…" he muttered out as he looked down at his demise, hands trembling from her surprisingly whorish mouth skills. She seemed to take that as a compliment as a giggle muffled out onto his member, the deer then moaning out in louder confusion once her hands were placed along the base of his rod, feeling her warm mouth envelope more of his hard cock. She had closed her eyes, making each suck long and drawn out, trying to…pleasure him? What was she on, and why would she be doing this? Some type of torture before she took his life, he figured, and it was sadly working as the poor traveler couldn't help but express his lustful satisfaction.
       Her head then began to move faster as she slurped and sucked more loudly, feeling his rod nearing the back of her throat, making sure to swallow down his sweet pre-cum as it dribbled out into her mouth. "Mmmf…" came one of her moans along the hard length, feeling the tremble from his hands start to move down into his hips; it was like his body wanted to start fucking her warm and slick mouth right now, and the only thing stopping him was his will and ego. Rose could tell how much this was taunting him, which made his pre-cum taste even sweeter, though it made her wonder how his semen taste.
       His manhood now throbbing inside of that maw of her, wincing at each sweet suckle and moan of pleasure coming from it as it drew him crazy. No, this was wrong; it was rape! But it felt amazing…why must life be so cruel? "Ugh, you're going to make me-…ahh!" He was suddenly cut off as her blowing mouth sped up, hips unable to keep from bucking against the back of her throat now. "Fuck, stop! I…I'm about to…ahhh!" He threw his head back and whined out between his amazed gasps and moans, feeling himself give in.
       It wasn't long, though, before he felt his body tense up and thrust into her mouth, giving her the climax she wanted as his hot semen shot out and filled her throat, the buck gritting his teeth with each rope jetting out, hearing it being gulped down so easily. Once she felt his streams grow weaker, she pulled her head back and slurped up any excess, then with a wet pop she freed his slick member from her mouth and licked her lips. "Mm, exquisite!" Rose complimented, now gazing up at him in satisfaction as all the buck could do now was pant and look down at her in shame. "Aww, don't look so gloom," She teasingly cheered him up once she rose up onto her hooves. "If you stay here and be a good boy, I might even come back for you and spare your life!"
       He didn't respond verbally to that, just giving her a snort and huff of disapproval as he angrily leered at her. Now she wants to spare his life? What kind of wench was this goat? He watched her giggle at his bitterness, then give him a playful kiss on the nose as she skipped away from him, his trashed carriage, and his dead friends. He was left there, tied to the tree with his male essence stolen from him while that thief ran off like a blissful child, his bottom half bare and exposed to the world around him. That wasn't even the worst of his problems, though; there was a bag of food he had prepared to eat with his friends along their travel, and there it lies a good fifty feet away from him.
       He felt his stomach begin to rumble, gurgling for some nourishment after a nice little blowjob, but all he could do was stare at his meal, ready to be torn open and devoured by a wild beast. "Damned, Roverwood…"

       Rose hadn't gone too far from her new playmate, actually; just a small little skip deeper into the woods right over by what looked like a nice big pond; it was just the spot for her to take care of some much-needed business. Giving the area a quick glance and seeing that the place was clear, she carefully set down her adventuring back by a tree and slid down her short-shorts past her knees, bending over near the pond and tree, preparing to do nature's calling. Hand placed along the tree to keep her balance, she let out a relaxed sigh as a stream of golden yellow came from her nethers, hitting the ground below and soaking it. "Ahhh, nothing like a nice tinkle out in the woods~" Giggled the goal girl, her eyes peering down between her legs to watch her victory piss.
       Unbeknownst to the peeing goat, right behind her, were a pair of eyes hidden in the pound's waters, looking up at squatting girl as if it were its next meal. With a low growl of excitement that reverberated into the water, peering up at her as the large and scaly body those eyes belonged began to swim forward and emerge from the pond. "Wha…?" Came Rose's sudden response, realizing the terror that was standing up behind her now, feeling her bladder now emptying in fear rather than comfort or triumph.
       "What're y'all doin' peein' in my lake?" Asked the giant gator towering over her, standing at least two or three feet taller and probably weighing a ton and a half as those reptilian eyes lowered their gaze the shorter she became. By now she would get a good look at him, the beast having brown scales, a large, intimidating physique with a bit of a gut on him, but otherwise built like a brick house.
       "Oh, uh…pardon me…" came the sheepish reply of the hooved thief, the last drops of her pee escaping from her womanhood. To be fair, she didn't pee directly into the water, just the land just above it; albeit some of that urine had splashed into the waters, but she wasn't entirely at fault for having to take a damn piss. "I should've chosen a better spot to relieve myself…" she nervously added, reaching down to grab at her shorts and cover herself up after a quick shake of her hips.
       Staining his territory was still a rude gesture regardless of where her piss had watered onto; even the land around the lake was the gator's stomping grounds, and he wasn't about to let some cute little billy go around and mark her place. He licked his chops, stepping closer and closer. "Heheheh, ya look like a lovely one, now ain'tcha? How's about havin' a little fun before I dine on you?" he suggested crudely, medium-length claws extending out and pointing at Rose in a threatening manner like a second pair of teeth.
       His idea of fun seemed to be a lot different than her's in this case, her eyes glued to his looming and towering body as she slowly moved closer to her bag and pulled up her short-shorts. Gator wasn't going to have any of that, though! He growled and bellow at her as a claw swiped right at her body, managing to rip into the back of her shirt, but not break any flesh once the thief pulled out two daggers just for him. "You want to dine on me? You'll have to catch me first!" She taunted with a more determined look on her face now.
       "If that's how y'all wan' play…" He taunted her back, now pouncing forward and swiping his claws at her once more. The goat was now flipping and rolled away from him, using her smaller stature to her advantage as she was evidently nimbler than the beast. One of her downfalls, though, was how hardened his brown scaled body was, her blades manages to clash and bounce off against most of his body. Was he secretly made out of steel, or was his species of alligator lucky enough to have natural armor like that? It seemed like the beast was getting a bit bored of her running around his feet, so he roared once more and dove back into the waters he came from, grumbling and waiting for his chance to strike. He saw the thieving goat stop right at the edge, trying not to stumble in as if not sure how deep those waters went or afraid to swim. With a grin, he swam about and kept an eye on her, letting her chase him around for a bit before he used all the strength in his body to shoot himself out of the water and pulverize her into the trees.
       Rose let out a shrilling scream once she saw the terror flying right at her, then continued as she was pushed against the cracking trees. Such a force should have broken all her bones and liquefied all of her inner organs, but it seemed like the slam was absorbed into the bent tree she was now trembling against. The shock of being bodied and adrenaline in her body made her continue to fight despite her bruised body, panting out and charging forward once he began to rear back for another smash. His underbelly didn't look as strong as his hardened shell, the goat now leaping forward and charging her blades at his huge gut. Unfortunately, he seemed to catch on to her plan and slap his claw at her body, swatting her to the ground as she flung downward like a ragdoll and managed to drop her knives in the fall. Slowly, she tried to pick herself up, but her bruises we beginning to realize themselves, slowing her down and making her groan out in sharp pain.
       Now the poor goat was right where the beast wanted her, quickly crawling up to her as he snickered and sniffed up along her cute little body. "if ya rather we skip the fun bits, I can just bust yer skull open right now!" He spoke to her, claws pinning her against the ground, grinning to himself as he watched her squirm and struggle against his weight. Some may say playing with your food is filthy or uncouth, but to him, it was the best part!
       "Fuck you…!" The angry goat bleated back at him, growling and grunting as she tried to escape those sharp claws now ripping off her shirt and exposing her goatly breasts.
       "Oh, so now's y'all gonna jus' let me have my fun?" he asked her, his tail swaying behind him. This banter was fun to him! But he could only have so much fun right now as he was salivating for her body. He then pulled himself up from her body, but not before swiping his claws along her body, reaching around her and pulling her against his underbelly with those giant hands groping at her breasts.
       "Gyaah! Get off of me!" She screamed out, wondering what other adventurers or dastardly people out there could hear her pleas. She then remembered the buck she had just tied up and left to the wilderness, wanting to kick herself in hindsight.
       One of his claws then pulled away from her breasts, reaching down to rip those short-shorts off of her lower half and expose her nethers to the world. She yelped out from that, but the gator ignored her; soon, she was hoisted up against his chest, hugging her legs to her chest as he pressed his cock against her pussy lips! "Gehehehehe..." He couldn't help but devilishly chuckle against the trembling prey he was about to spear. His member would grind against her lips, coating them a bit with his sticky pre-cum, and finally, he would push upwards, the tip of his cock easing into her loins and spreading her open! He winces, and grins wide. "Haaa, it's been so long!" he cried out.
       "Nooooo! Not there!" She screamed out once she was stretched out along the head of his cock, then kept crying out once, the croc's cock sunk further into her. Suffice to say, she had never experienced anything this large shoving into her, the reptile going in deep and nearly burying himself into her. He started to move her up and down, bouncing her on his member and grunting. Her screaming was annoying him... he needed to silence her! He started to open his mouth wide, and soon it descended down upon her head.
       "No, no no no! Not there, don't eat me!" She whined and panted out from the gator dick stuffing into her body with each pump stretching and bulging her belly. "I'll do anything, please just...just don't eat me!" The poor goat could feel his wet and slimy mouth all around her head, tongue sliding against her as he tried to shut her up. But like the animal he was, he again ignored her and soon her head was engulfed in his. His tongue was hungrily licking around the back of her head and shoulders while those hands grabbed her ass as he fucked her harder. Her tits scraped against his teeth, which only pricked her slightly and didn't draw any blood. He started to push her further into his mouth, his hips moving faster and faster for her. Rose's muffled whines and moans of shock were trying to escape the warm and saliva-filled tunnel like the rest of her body. Her legs were kicking as she still squirmed in his grasp, trying desperately to pull away.
       Rolling down along his back, his rod kept violating her hole and filling her too much, half of her body now engulfed into his maw and down into his throat, her legs now widely swinging and kicking with each pound being introduced into her body. He had to bend himself forward closer to his lower half to make sure she didn't somehow escape, but he was loving every moment of this! Nearing his climax, he kept her imprisoned as his pistoning rod kept smacking against her stretched out cunt, stretching out her belly as well with each push. He was rumbling and panting out, claw hands now gripping her legs as he then grunted deeply and unleashed his load!
       He could hear her desperate moans and whines inside of his esophagus, letting his hot semen balloon that belly he was firing into, though her lesser body ended up rejecting a good amount of it. While he was huge, he wasn't a cork to her bottle as his essence splashed out along his crotch and onto the ground below them; but he didn't seem to care, ready to swallow the rest of this bitch down.
       And that he did, feeling her squirm and flinch once that giant member of his pulled out of her abused pussy, only for the rest of her rocked body to be swallowed down. He pushed her further into his mouth, her legs sticking out; she had slipped off his rod as it ended up shooting onto her lower body and his own chest. The taste of his own seed along her lower half didn't bother the beast, now enjoying his own full belly of bred goat bitch. "Mmm..." He gurgled and grumbled out, giving himself a few minutes to rest.


       Poor Johannes heard the entire encounter as he was still tied to that tree, not sure how to feel about it himself as he breathed softly and wondered if he was next on the menu. On one hand, she did just slay two of his traveling buddies, albeit ones he had just met days before in a tavern. On the other hand, however, did she truly deserve the fate she did? It wasn't something the deer himself would ever do to someone like her, a bit excessive and cruel in his opinion. Maybe right now wasn't the best time to think about that goat, hearing that beast begin to stomp closer to him. The buck held his breath, eyes looking straight forward and fearful of the reptilian monster possibly about to chew him up.
       Once that alligator came into view, they seemed to lock eyes; the giant beast peered down at the skinnier and shorter male tied to that tree with his pants around his ankles, the poor guy looking like he was ready to shit himself in fear. "Gehehe…I ain't after you," he bellowed his explanation, somehow taking pity on him as his claws slowly cut each string of rope around him, one by one being plucked and cut. The now freed deer shook off the ropes and quickly dressed while the gator then inspected the scene around him and grinned. "Gah'damn, she did all this?" he commented with a hearty chuckle.
       The buck was about to respond once he found his sword, but then the giant beast did the unthinkable; Johannes paused to watch the evil creature pick up his sack of food with two claws, barely giving much thought as the entire bag was thrown into that gluttonous maw. His own mouth now agape, he watched that bag be swallowed down, met with the same fate as Rose. He was in shock, filling with rage at such careless and selfish actions! Rose was one thing, but his lunch...that was the deal-breaker.
       It only felt like seconds with the gator's back turned to the newly freed cervine. Truly, he didn't know what that puny runt would do next, but somehow the sharp pain of a long sword stabbing through the back of the beast's throat wasn't something he had planned. The gator would bellow and gurgle once more as the blade somehow was able to pierce through into his jugular and out his throat. His arms couldn't quite reach the prick behind him, and he held on tightly no matter how he threw his head or body. Johannes jumped off himself as the gator stumbled backward right onto the ground, making a loud ‘thwomp' and shaking the earth beneath him.
       The deer paused and watched his final twitches of life, picking up his short sword again and mentally apologizing to Sam for stealing his blade. Soon his shorter blade was cutting into the belly of the beast, slicing it open like a crazed surgeon as the goat's body flopped right out once that stomach was cut open. His bag of food was unfortunately spilled out into the disgusting bile and stomach fluid, causing the buck to curse and clench his fists, then make his stomach gurgle in hunger.
       Meanwhile, the now freed Rose had gasped and panted out, wondering who had saved her as she turned her head to see the deer from before. "J...Johannes...?" She softly spoke, confused but grateful, though now covered in the gross fluid with patches of her fur eaten up by the acid.
       Still looking defeated, his eyes looked back at her, giving her a small smile. "Yeah, it's me...too bad my lunch is gone, though."
       "You...saved me? But I killed your friends!" She argued back.
       "I know, but you didn't deserve any of that," Johannes replied, slowly helping her up onto her hooves. "I'll get you some clothes, okay?"
       She stood there and nodded, wondering what he was going to do to her as she was handed some plain pants and a shirt, slipping it on quickly after wiping off some slime from her body. The buck, meanwhile, was collecting the rest of his slain friends' belongings and piling them into their once fallen and broken-into wheeled cart. "Look, Johannes...I..." She began to speak, though she didn't know if she wanted to be grateful or start an argument. "Why are you being so nice to me?"
       "Why not? Better than killing each other," was his explanation as he looked down at the dead males again. "Want to help hide these bodies?"
       It took her a second to respond, but she smiled back and nodded, helping the buck dump the bodies into the waters nearby, though they left the alligator out since he was too large, simply pushing him into some thicker foliage. And with that, they got the hell out of Roverwood.