The first sign that Barry was returning was the thunder
of his footfalls. The ladies turned, listening to the crash of trees and the
pounding of their shared-lover’s feet on the hard earth, and waited to see what
he had brought them. They wondered if it was more train cars, or perhaps a semi
truck trailer…
…instead it was a herd of cattle.
Barry chased the cows into the clearing where they’d set
up their camp for the day and, showing a surprising amount of cunning for a
giant caveman savage, threw some trees down to pin the cattle in and prevent
their escape. The ladies looked down at the mooing cows, which from their
perspective looked to be not even a foot tall. They wandered about the
giantesses’ ankles, growing rather peaceful now that the giant hairy man wasn’t
chasing them. Barry merely grinned, not even saying a word as he gestured at
them.
The ladies looked down at what he’d brought them and
found it rather strange. They should have been annoyed that he’d brought back
live cattle, or been wondering about the logistics of how to deal with them, or
even just simply shaken their heads and told him to go find something else. But
instead… pride swelled in their hearts.
“Look at our strong mate,” Caitlin cooed, walking over
and leaning against Barry, running her fingers along his hairy chest. “He found
us so much food… we’ll be able to eat well tonight!”
Iris grinned, picking up a cow and looking it over. The
animal let out a few panicked moos and, to her own surprise, her instincts told
her exactly what to do. With a casual ease she snapped the cow’s neck and set
about doing so for the others while Felicity began to gather up trees and make
a massive fire. She’d never actually made a fire before (hell, the closets she’d
been to camping was visiting a sporting goods store) yet she was able to, with
two large boulders and nothing else, have a roaring fire going within moments.
The ladies moved if on autopilot, roasting the cows on
the fire like they were marshmallows or kabobs. It felt… right. Like this was
what they were meant to do.
“This feels really natural,” Felicity finally said well
into their meal, licking her finger before grabbing a seared cow and eating it
like it was a shrimp.
Iris nodded. “It’s like… I don’t know… like I’ve spent my
entire life trying to figure out what to do, who I wanted to be, and today I
just discovered it.”
“Well, some thing humans have genetic memory,” Caitlin
rationalized, stilling cuddling up to Barry, her hand stroking her slowly
swelling stomach. “I suppose we’re just tapping into that. I can think of worst
fates than being a super strong woman who spends her days eating, fucking, and
making babies.”
Felicity grinned at that. “Hell, I can’t think of a fate
better!”
Iris ran her tongue over her lips before walking over to
Barry. “Now… I think it is time we rewarded our mighty provider…” Caitlin and
Felicity merely smirked as the dark skinned cavewoman leaned down and began to
suck on their lover’s cock. Their hunger was slated but the need for something
to slide between their lower lips was raging.