Fluttershy was excited to finally have some time off during spring break. Although she loved spending time with her friends and caring for animals at the shelter, she also longed for the freedom and adventure of being in the wild.

Going on a hike through the woods alone was still a bit daunting, but after many tribulations through the seasons, she had grown a lot and could overcome her fears. At least that was the plan. She was determined to show to her friends, but mostly to herself, that she didn’t need constant hand-holding. She was an independent and self-reliant woman. The adventure she was on was proof of that.

Fluttershy had already left the man-made path through the woods because she wanted to challenge herself even more. To be wild and free was her hidden dream. She loved nature and all the animals that lived in it, and she also had a curiosity for the unknown. If the forest held any secrets, she would discover them.

Her backpack was heavy with enough supplies to last her for days. A stick she found on the ground helped her bear the burden on her shoulders. It also proved invaluable when catching balance on the slippery ground and making openings in the underbrush so that her pantyhose wouldn’t get caught and torn. The skintight clothing kept her warm even when a breeze gushed between her legs so she had to protect the pantyhose in turn.

Fluttershy was enjoying a peaceful walk in the woods, admiring the beauty of nature and listening to the birdsong. She loved being close to animals and plants. She believed that nature was the true expression of harmony.

She smiled as she saw a squirrel scamper up a tree, a butterfly land on a flower, and a deer graze in a clearing. Fluttershy was in her element.

Yet nature proved greater, unleashing an element of its own. The animal lover was so absorbed in her surroundings that she noticed neither the dark clouds gathering in the sky nor the wind wrestling the treetops.

Fluttershy only realized that a storm was coming when she saw a flash of lightning, followed by a loud thunderclap. She gasped and looked up, seeing the rain pouring down between the branches.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed, already feeling droplets wetting her hair and clothes. Trees alone could not offer her full protection. They could even prove dangerous if lightning were to strike again in proximity. "I need to find some shelter fast!"

She quickly scanned the area, looking for a place to hide from the storm. She saw a large rock formation nearby, with a dark opening that looked like a cave. She decided to go there, hoping it would be safe and dry.

She ran towards the opening, dodging the branches and stones that littered the ground. She reached the entrance and ducked inside, sighing in relief. She shook off the excess water from her body and looked around.

The cave was dimly lit by the faint light from the entrance. It was spacious and quiet. The floor was covered with rubble, making every step soft. The walls were rough, but Fluttershy felt a sense of calmness because she was safe from the elements and she didn’t even have to erect a tent.

She walked deeper into the cave, curious to see what was inside. She noticed stalactites and stalagmites, some of them sparkling with crystals that emitted a light glow.

Fluttershy was so fascinated by the cave that she didn't hear the footsteps behind her or the low growl that echoed in the air.

With a walking stick, she poked the leaves on the ground. It seemed like a big nest of some sort. She imagined how lovely it would be if she lay in the fresh leaves and spent her night there. Yet at the same time, a warry feeling washed over her. This wasn’t her shelter, it was some creature’s home. She was a mere uninvited guest there. The big claw marks on the floor only made the atmosphere more tense.

The illumination of the cave became dimmer, making Fluttershy turn around to the main source of light at the entrance.

At that moment, a flash of lightning painted a silhouette at the entrance of the cave. The shape was big. Too big.

When the flashes ceased, a thundering roar echoed from the entrance as a pair of yellow eyes stared directly at her.

She screamed and jumped back, seeing a large, black wolf-like creature standing in front of her on just two legs. The stick fell from her hand.

The wild animal bared its teeth and snarled, ready to attack. Fluttershy felt a surge of fear, but also a pang of sympathy. She knew the poor thing was probably in need of shelter like she was.

Big teeth might have terrified anybody else, but Fluttershy knew it was just a sign of insecurities. The creature was probably as surprised at seeing her as she was at seeing it.

She gently took a small step forward speaking softly, hoping to soothe the beast. "Please, don't hurt me. I'm not here to harm you. I'm just looking for shelter from the storm. I'll leave as soon as it's over, I promise."

The creature tilted its head, listening to her words. It seemed to understand her, but it was still wary and hostile. It took a step closer, making Fluttershy instinctively take a step back.

At that point, it was clear to Fluttershy that this was no animal she was familiar with. It was as big as a bear, yet lean and muscular. It had fingers on its arms, though claws might be a better term for them. This was no ordinary creature. It was a monster.

"Please, trust me. I'm your friend. I love animals, and I would never hurt you. You're beautiful and majestic, and I respect you."

The creature paused as if sensing her sincerity and kindness. It looked into her eyes.

Fluttershy hoped it would see the compassion and innocence within her. She felt a connection, a bond that transcended species and language. If only her friends could see her now, taming the wild beast. She cheered with a silent, “Yay!” Her smile, however, quickly faded.

The monster spread its limbs, leaned forward and growled with such intensity that the whole cave shook.

Fluttershy dropped to her knees, not even worrying about tearing her pantyhose on the rubble. Her big breasts and hefty bum swayed from the sudden impact.

It was clear to her that the relationship with that beast would not be on equal footing. It made it clear who was the alpha dog in the cave. Her submission wasn’t optional, it was demanded.

The heavy backpack slipped off her shoulders as if on its own. She could no longer bear that burden, for the heavier burden stood right in front of her with all its male assets. It was not something she could just ignore.

Author's Note

Gdoc