Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: N/A
A Malaysian man is accidentally teleported to the Australian Outback in an alternate reality. Aided by a quartet of super-hot, horny - not to mention, barely-clothed - aborigine huntresses, he tries to find a way back to his time line.
The names used in this story aren't Malaysian or Indigenous Australian, so please, forgive that, as well as other elements of the text that lack authenticity, and read on. Thank you.
Fiction, errors, a Malaysian, Indigenous Australians, nudity, interracial sex, group sex, lesbianism, violence towards animals, and an alternate time line.
Written by Norton5
The smooth, painted rock looked soft to Kray. The notice below it read: "Blasetone: an ordinary rock found in a creek bed and imbued with mystical powers by the magician of a prehistoric aborigine tribe that used to roam what is now the Australian Outback."
He looked around and saw that the museum guards did not look too concerned about him accidentally damaging one of the ancient artifacts. He knew he shouldn't and there was that big sign that said, "Look, but Don't Touch!", but he couldn't resist holding the painted rock in his hand. Would he somehow acquire ancient aborigine powers? Maybe he would turn into a kangaroo as soon as he touched it. Unable to restrain himself, Kray reached out and clutched the stone.
His world instantly went black. He thought he had died, killed by ancient aborigine magic. But he knew he wasn't dead, because he was still thinking, wasn't he? He didn't know what oblivion was like, but this wouldn't be it. A feeling like being wrapped in a thick wet woolen blanket came over him, then he felt like something was trying to pull him out through the blanket. Kray saw nothing, and heard nothing. Then something like cushion and water permeated his entire body and he felt like he was drowning. This is it, I'm dying, he told himself. Oblivion.
Kray was lying on his back when he woke up feeling hot and dry. He felt pain in his back and rolled over only to experience pain again on his stomach. It was the small rocks on the hard barren earth he was lying on. He stood up, dusting off his pink shirt and dark blue jeans, and scanned the area all around him. The terrain consisted mainly of dry barren earth, cracked and broken, with rocks and dirt, boulders, desert bushes, grass, and weeds; dead, leaf-less trees, and dry creek beds. Where the heck am I? he wondered.
For about an hour, he trudged through the wilderness. Then it clicked. He knew where he must be, though it was impossible. He was in the Australian Outback. The Blasetone, he thought. It must've transported me here. Another half hour and the dryness in his throat became unbearable - he was going to die of thirst.
Thud. Something hit him in the back. "Ow! What was that?" he yelled and felt a strong wooden shaft sticking in his back. He had been hit by an arrow of some sort. Kray collapsed onto his side, feeling refreshing water flood into his system. He thought, this is weird, but oh, that feels so good. Then he was unconscious.
"Ha, you're awake. Welcome back." A very dark skinned indigenous woman was looking down at him. He was in a cave now. She had a hand resting lightly on his chest and was peering at him through dark brown eyes. Her hair was black, bushy and wooly, and she had a round nose, but it looked cute with the rest of her face: pointy chin and a high forehead. She seemed to be in her early twenties. The clothing she wore was an orange rectangular cloth over her breasts held to her body by brown, tree bark strings tied around her back; below her hips, she wore a rectangular orange cloth in front of her pelvis and one behind her attached by tree bark strings as well. The cloth stopped several inches above her mid-thigh.
She got up to look for something at the side of the cave and Kray followed her with his eyes. She was beautiful and strong, arms and legs that could run and wrestle, and hips and breasts that could... Kray stopped fantasizing when he saw what she was bringing to him. Water. He was all of a sudden very thirsty and parched. "Here you go," she said, handing him a flask that seemed to be made of leaves and vines. He drank as much as he could. The water tasted delicious and vibrant. "Thank you. What's your name?" Taking the flask from him, she said, "My name is Unix." "Like the computer software?" "What?" "You don't know what a computer is?" "No." "Okay. My name is Kray."
She couldn't stop laughing. "What's so funny?" When she stopped, she told him, "My cousin had a dog. She named it Kray and it was always barking at everyone. The only person it didn't bark at was her. Everyone in my tribe hated that dog and would throw rocks at it whenever it wandered from its home." Then she became serious, "But it died two days ago." Kray offered his apology and she shook it off and chuckled. "Maybe you're carrying it's spirit in you and now you're Kray, the dog in human form." She chuckled again some more and it turned into another fit of laughter.
When she stopped laughing, there was a peaceful silence in the cave. "Thanks for rescuing me. I could've died out there." She flicked her hand in front of her dismissively. "The least I could do. I hope the arrow I hit you with didn't hurt too much." Kray bolted upright. "You shot that arrow? Why?" She gave him a weird look saying, "You're not from around here, I'm sure of it." "Wow, how'd you figure that out?" She leaned forward so she was on her hands and knees, a sly fox grin on her face, "I'm a genius." She giggled. Kray rolled his eyes, "Sure you are. That arrow knocked me out." She sighed, "No. You went unconscious from walking around in the hot sun for too long. The arrow I hit you with was a friendly arrow, specially designed to inject highly-concentrated, refreshing fluids into your system that quickly replenish lacking body fluids." Kray said, "Next time you want to shoot a friendly arrow at me, text me first." "What's a 'text'?"
Late in the afternoon, Unix began pacing back and forth along the cave entrance. Kray asked, "Your date coming to pick you up?" "What?" "Are you waiting for somebody?" "Yes. I was traveling with three hunting partners, all girls from my tribe. We split up a few hours before I spotted you. Before splitting up, we agreed to meet here at this cave. It's our regular camping place when we're hunting in this region." Soon Unix got tired of pacing and went to sit in a corner of the cave.
The sky was dark purple and dotted with several stars and a crescent moon, when a dingo (wild dog) gave a freakish call, but was cut short as if someone had kicked it in the throat. Unix stood up and there was a smile on her face. She walked to the side of the entrance and peeked out. Edging back a bit, she giggled silently and stood, waiting to surprise whoever was coming up the path.
Three girls slightly younger than Unix walked into the cave carrying long sticks laden with what looked like a wild boar, two wallabies, a kangaroo, two lizards each the size of Batista's arms, and a large snake chopped in two. When they saw Kray sitting there and smiling like an idiot, they were confused and smiled nervously at him. Then they screamed when Unix burst from her hiding place and shouted, "Rarrrgghh." That put Unix in another fit of laughter. Kray sighed and got up on his feet to stretch his legs.
They went through the whole routine of yelling and screaming at each other, then hysterically recounting what they went through before arriving at the cave; how they'd caught and killed their prey and their journey through the region. Unix also told them her story, but they were mostly interested in how she'd caught Kray, the strange-skinned man. The girls were dressed just like Unix, except the cloth they wore had different colors. Unix introduced Kray to them and said, "This is Ahnix," yellow cloth, "Lunix," red cloth, "and Moonix," green cloth. "Nice to meet you three," he smiled and offered his hand. They stared at it, not sure what to do.
For dinner they had some roots, leaves, and the dingo whose neck Ahnix had slit with an expertly thrown boomerang. The girls asked Kray all sorts of questions about his clothing, hair, skin, family, land of origin, leaders, beliefs, food, etc. He answered as best he could so they could understand. When he described the manner of his arrival to their hunting region and the Blasetone, they perked up.
Moonix said, "My grandfather can help you with that. He makes Blasetones for a living. He's a true expert in that field. You don't want to trade for a Blasetone from just any person. Some of those things could turn you into a dingo, then chances are you'd get killed by boomerang-happy huntresses like Ahnix over there." She chuckled and Ahnix made a face. Turning to Kray, Ahnix said, "Don't worry, Kray. I'd never kill you, even if you did become a dingo, because I'd know it was you - you'd be a really cute dingo, and I don't kill cute dingos. Only the ugly ones." Lunix said, "There's no such thing as a cute dingo."
After dinner, they sat around the fire in the cave and told him about their tribe and culture. They were of the Longman tribe. The name was derived from the progenitor who was said to be as tall as a tree, with long legs, long arms, and a long torso. Kray said, "Let me guess, he went through all the land searching until he found your great, great, something, something grandmother who also was a very tall woman." Unix shook her head, "No. The ancestor's wife was a woman of normal size." Kray frowned, "Whoa. I wonder how they made babies." The girls became deathly quiet and looked at each other with wide eyes. Then the damn burst and they howled in collective laughter for a good half an hour. Kray smiled and shrugged, "I'm so happy you find me entertaining."
They were chatting idly around the cave fire when Moonix returned from the darkness with a large bundle of dry sticks which she dumped two feet away from the fire. She tossed in several pieces of wood and the dwindling fire came back in strong flames.
Ahnix was fiddling with a stick in her hand when she gazed mysteriously at Kray. "You know, Kray, I was thinking about the little funny you made about our ancestors. Now I wonder, how do you and your kind make babies?" Moonix and Lunix looked at each other and tried unsuccessfully to stifle their giggles. Ahnix continued, "Maybe you're different somehow, I mean," she pointed at him with the stick, "look at your clothes. If you're normal like us, you'd be wearing something like what we wear, but you're all covered up. My theory is that you're an undiscovered species of man that we haven't seen before."
Kray laughed and Unix looked up from her examination of his shoes. She was lying on her belly next to him. (Since she found me, she gets to be the closest, Kray presumed.) "What?" she asked. "I was busy looking at these things." She held up the shoes. Moonix and Lunix gestured to her and she tossed the pair to them. They began their examination of the footwear.
Kray said, "Ahnix was wondering if I was a normal man like the men in your tribe." "And?" Kray smiled, "And I'm telling you that the only difference in my anatomy is the color of my skin, and maybe my hair and eyes as well, but otherwise, that's as far as the differences go." Lunix looked up at him and offered, "There's also the physical structure of your face. Maybe all the bones in your body. They are shaped differently." Kray nodded, "But do I look like something else other than a human being?" Unix put her chin on his knee and looked up into his face, "Nah, you're fully human."
Ahnix said, "Don't listen to her, Kray. She's biased. She found you and somehow made a bond with you that is clouding with her commonsensical judgment." Unix glared at her over the fire, "Oh, really?" Ahnix nodded, "Mhm." Then she addressed Kray and said, "If you want a real, unbiased, scientific investigation that will confirm your biological authenticity as a human being, then you should let me take a look at you." With that, she removed her top and bottom covering, allowing Kray to feast his eyes on her smooth, dark, voluptuous, naked body that was hairless under her arms and pubic area. The firelight danced over her sexy physique and she posed before Kray, showing off her curves. She said, "With these instruments, I intend to find out the truth about your physical nature." Then she shrugged and spoke in an off-handed manner, "Lustful intentions aside, it's really an endeavor that I embark on with much trepidation, yet resign myself to the fact that I must occasionally make sacrifices for the greater good of my tribe, specifically the edification of our collective knowledge."
Moonix jaw dropped. "Damn, Ahnix. I didn't know you were such a scientific person." Lunix was awestruck. "Wow. That was a mouthful of, of, of a lot of complicated words." Unix sat upright and put her hands on her hips, looking at Ahnix, "Yeah, a mouthful of bullshit. You just want to fuck him." Ahnix smiled at her. "So can I? I'm asking you, since you found him and everything." Unix turned to look at Kray. He, in turn, looked around and saw four pairs of curiously, eager eyes locked onto him. He made a quick, scientific, rational decision: "You're all really curious about me, I'm curious about you, all four of you are stunningly gorgeous, plus the fact that we're all by alone out here in this cave. Add all of this together and the sum I come up with is: Let's fuck!"
The dead animals in the corner of the cave looked out of place as five people got naked beside the fire. The four young ladies soon attached themselves to Kray. Their hands were all over him and his roamed around the periphery, inspecting their individual curves and crevices with gentle stroking and possessive squeezing.
Before they touched him, he feared he might accidentally commit some cultural taboo if he touched them in certain places, but that fear was dispelled when they hungrily grasped his body and made small excited noises with every touch and grab.
He put a hand behind Lunix's head and drew her to him, kissing her deeply. She moaned in his mouth. Kray felt two hands tugging and squeezing his cock and balls. "Does that satisfy your scientific curiosity," he asked Ahnix. "I need more evidence," she told him, going down and sucking his cock. Her lips worshiped his cock and balls for ten minutes. She unsheathed his phallus and licked the swollen head thoroughly. Kray groaned, turning his head to find Moonix drawing him into her for a kiss and long inspection of her boobs with his mouth. She made sounds of pleasure as he sucked on her tits.
While sucking on Moonix's breasts, he felt his idle hand get directed to another pair of breasts. He recognized her voice, when Unix sighed. A minute later, Kray ejaculated in Ahnix's mouth. She kept sucking for a while longer, then swallowed all his cum. "First his crotch and now the color of his cum. He's passed my judgment and qualifies as a genuine human being." Unix said wryly, "I feel better now that you've confirmed what I already knew to be true."
Lunix was squeezing Kray's ass, when she felt something wet and soft against her cheek. Turning her face, she looked directly into Unix's face. Without hesitation, she kissed her hunting buddy and lifelong friend. They joined mouths and locked tongues. "Mmm, you're so sweet, Lunix." Unix let Kray's hand minister to her breasts and put her hands on Lunix's. Lunix sighed and smiled. Both women locked lips again as Unix fondled Lunix and she got fondled by Kray.
There was a bit of confusion as to which young woman should get vaginally penetrated by Kray's cock first, but he worked it out for them when he embraced Unix's naked body and lifted her off the cave floor. Carrying her to, and putting her against the cave wall, he smoothly inserted himself and began pumping her with his cock. She cried, "Oh, Moonix, oh, Ahnix, Lunix, Kray, fuck me, oh, yeah!" The other girls giggled as they saw Kray's cute buns move back and forth between her legs. He stopped any further rantings by closing her mouth with his and kissing her passionately, fucking her relentlessly at the same time.
After what seemed like fifteen minutes, she opened her eyes wide and said, "Oh, shit, I'm cumming!" The girls giggled louder, and she flushed her juices onto Kray's cock and pelvis, but he kept drilling her until he came bursting hot into her womb. "Mmm, I felt that warmness inside me," she said, and grabbing his head, she sucked mouth to mouth.
Carrying Unix back to the fireplace and depositing her gently near the heat, Kray turned to Ahnix and said, "Come here, scientist." She playfully tried to run away and he caught her. As soon as his hands wrapped around her waist, she turned and showered his face with eager pecks and kisses. "Oh, she looks very unbiased to me," said Moonix sarcastically. "Shut up, moonhead," Ahnix giggled, wrapping her legs around Kray's waist as he carried her to the fire, gently placing her on her back, on the warm cave floor. From his position above her, he pushed his cock into her pussy. "Mmmm, Kray. You still hungry for pussy?" He nodded, "Oh, yeah. And I want some scientist pussy." She giggled and kissed him while he began slinging his cock in and out of her cunt.
Moonix and Lunix moved over to where Kray and Ahnix were. They massaged, coaxed, and caressed him as he plowed into their friend. "Oh, fuck, I like that cock," cried Ahnix. Kray pushed in again. "Just like that, yeah, fuck me," she cried. He pumped her harder and faster and she screamed in ecstasy. "You like that, scientist baby?" She nodded, "Mhm, yeah." He slammed harder into her. "Fuck, that ain't human!" she cried. Her two friends laughed as Kray drove his cock viciously into Ahnix until the sound of his pelvis hitting hers was all they could hear in the cave.
Kray slid out of her cunt and moved up to rub his cock on her breasts. "Hmmm," she said, looking as he prodded and tapped her twin spheres with his hard member. Lunix suggested, "Try rubbing your cock on her nipples, Kray." Ahnix yelled, "Hey! Do these look like your tits to you?" Lunix pressed her lips firmly together and looked innocent. Looking up sweetly at Kray, Ahnix said, "Try rubbing your cock on my nipples, Kray." Moonix and Unix giggled. Kray jabbed his cock at her nipples, his phallus knocking into the hard nubs like they were punching bags. "Ooh, yesss," said Ahnix. "Whip those nipples and tits, Kray!" He slapped his cock on her breasts and punished her nipples with his phallus as much as he could, until his tip swelled and shot warm semen all over Ahnix's breasts.
Kray closed his eyes and jerked off until all the juice was spent from his cock. She looked at him and made a kissing motion so he put his cock close to her mouth and she kissed, licked, and sucked his phallus gratefully, winking wickedly at him as she did so. Kray groaned loudly and after she worked her magic on him, he let his member rest and recuperate on her face for five minutes. She asked him, "What does this mean?" He told her, "It means you have the right to give me a parking ticket."
Kray enjoyed listening to Lunix's sweet moans as he drilled her pussy while she was on her hands and knees by the fire. Unix, on the other side of the fire, watched them with a satisfied smile and called out, "Mmm, Lunix, how you like that?" Lunix responded with a frown on her face, "His cock's so big. Mmmffuck!" She started moaning incoherently again and Kray moved his hands up from her hips to her breasts, cupping and squeezing gently as he thrust his cock balls deep into her lovely cunt.
He slowed his thrusting to lean down close to her and plant a fond passionate kiss on the small of her back, moving from the top, near her neck, all the way down to the tail of her backbone. She moaned in appreciation and he ran his fingers through her hair, soothingly kneading her scalp and gently gripping her hair to use as a rein as he rode through her luscious pussy with his cock. "Mmmmm, Kray, I love your cock in my body!" He grabbed her waist and fucked her hard for twenty-two more minutes before depositing his cumload in her.
"Come over here, Lunix," said Unix. "Hold your pussy so Kray's cum doesn't spill out." Lunix said, "It's spilling out anyway." Unix laughed, "Do your best." Carefully clamping her pussy shut as best she could and walking over to where Unix sat, Lunix settled down and her hunting buddy parted her legs. "Will you think I'm greedy if I suck out all his cum from your pussy?" Lunix said, "I don't mind, not to say I don't like his cum." Unix smiled saying, "You're a pal." And she locked her mouth onto Lunix's pussy, sucking it dry, spitting into it, sucking the spit out, pouring a handful of water on it, then eating it out again. Lunix screamed in ecstasy and Unix worked her mouth on her friend's pussy for another five minutes.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," the girls cheered Moonix on as she rode Kray's cock. Unix also sat astride Kray, but was sitting on his stomach and facing her galloping friend. "You can do it, Moonix. Put all that pussy into it. Yeah, like that. That's what I'm talking about." Ahnix straddled Kray's face and put her pussy on his mouth so he could suck it. She sat facing Unix's back, moving forward so Kray could see her ass and pussy, then back again so he could either suck her pussy, her ass, or stare at blackness as her buns lovingly blocked his vision. "Optical sense deprivation," she told him. He only responded with, "Scientist," and she laughed, retaliating by gently and fondly humping his face with her rear end.
Lunix lay beside Kray and cheered for Moonix while she manipulated his right hand to fondle her breasts, ass, and pussy. She let him finger fuck her, then told him she wanted to see if she could take all five fingers. "Ohh, ohh, ohh!," she yelled in painful joy as he fisted her pussy. "Mmmnnggg, fuck!" She cried as he rammed his fist in all the way to his wrist. "Oh, my, ohh, my, ohh, shitt!" She clutched her hair and clenched her teeth as she ejaculated all over his fist and on the cave floor.
Unix sensed Kray jerk beneath her and she realized, "Shit, he's pumping upwards. I'll have to hover a bit. You too." "What," asked Moonix. "Just do what I do." Moonix copied Unix's motion and was hovering an inch or so higher. Then she got drilled vertically by his powerful upward thrusts. "Oh, shit, oh, fuck," Moonix cried as Kray's cock pumped upwards into her pussy, slamming into her pelvis hard and fast. "Oohhhh, mmmm," she moaned. "Here you go, Moonix. Here it comes," said Ahnix, uncannily knowing the movement of fluid through their communal lover's body. Ten more seconds of steady pumping, and finally they saw Kray's pelvis lock heroically up against Moonix's, her pussy 100 percent plugged with cock. She announced, "It's shooting, yes, it's so warm, shooting so strong. Flushing upward into me." A few seconds later, Unix saw a trickle of cum leak downward from Moonix's pussy onto Kray's pelvis.
Kray's cock, now covered in his cum, resumed slamming upward into Moonix's pussy for another minute before he had a minor ejaculation in her. Moonix looked down at their locked pelvis's and said fondly, "He cummed in me again."
In the morning, Kray woke up to find the place swept clean of traces of sweat, cum, and tell-tale signs of last night's activities. Must be a cultural thing for the indigenous folks after having an orgy, he thought. Neat people, literally.
He was thirsty and walked to the corner of the cave where they kept the water flasks, drinking until he couldn't drink anymore. Looking around, he noticed that he was alone in the cave. There was the dingo left over from last night, he remembered. Going back to the fire he noticed pieces of meat heated up for him and placed on a flat rock, close enough to the cinders to stay warm. Picking up a piece, he chewed and liked the taste even more than freshly cooked, then he wondered what dingos ate. Hopefully, grass and little bugs. He couldn't stand the thought of eating an animal that fed on the flesh of animals larger than a giant beetle. He even stayed away from shark because they sometimes ate people.
An hour later, the women returned with more animals, these ones freshly killed. "Good morning, sunshine," said Ahnix brightly. "Hey, babe," he responded. She frowned. He tried again, "I mean, hey, sexy scientist babe." She smiled. Much better. "Are you four going to carry all those animals back to your village or wherever?" Unix nodded as she set down a stick with two wild boar and a large black bird that must have been a water fowl by the look of its long legs, but had the bulk of a big turkey. Kray shook his head, "That's a lot of weight to be hauling back to home base." Lunix set her stick with its load down saying, "Nah, we've been lugging this kind of weight around since our early teens. Besides, you didn't see us return home after a hunt last year." She held her hands wide apart before her, "Massive load of all the different kinds of meatloaders ever." "And by 'meatloaders' you mean..." "Animals with a lot of meat on their bones," finished Moonix.
Unix came to him and sat in Kray's lap, giving him a big, long, kiss lasting twenty seconds. Ahnix came over and said, "Move off, my turn." Unix looked up at her, indignant, "I sat in his lap first. You'll just have to figure out your way around me." Ahnix shrugged, "All right." She knelt down beside them and wedged herself between the two bodies, wrapping her arms around Kray. She gave Kray lots of lively tongue and even managed a commentary, "Mmm, I'm tongue-fucking his mouth.... Mmm, fucking tongue war going on here.... Mmmwhoa, he's tongue-fucking into my mouth as payback.... Mmmm, I don't give up that easily. Mmm, fucking kiss-fucker." Unix grumbled, "Man-eater," and walked off. Ahnix straddled Kray's lap in her place. "Now I want you to really kiss me." Kray frowned, "What about what we were doing a few seconds ago?" Ahnix swerved her head dismissively, "Oh, that was just to make her go away. Now let's kiss, with feeling."
It was between 10 and 11 AM, when Unix and Ahnix walked into the cave from a little stroll they'd taken looking for water. They trudged in carrying two sticks each, laden with leaf-and-vine-woven flasks of water. Moonix and Lunix were oblivious to their return as they sat beside the cave wall, sitting on either side of Kray, and polishing off his unsheathed phallus with licks and kisses. Unix and Ahnix set down their burdens and walked over to stand before the trio. Unix folded her arms over her succulent boobs and stared disapprovingly, while Ahnix put a hand on her sexy hip and ran the fingers of her other hand through her bushy black hair for six seconds before clearing her throat.
Kray's head came up alert fast with a shocked look that turned to one of embarrassment. The two young women on the floor whipped their bodies around and pressed themselves against the cavewall, looking up, surprised at the presence of their two fellow huntresses. Ahnix shook her head, "My, my, my. Slouching off when you should've been doing... I don't know, something else maybe." Unix rubbed her nose and smiled. Lunix said innocently, "There was nothing else to do, really. We made sure everything was ready for us to move out when you got back." Moonix nodded and said, "Yeah, and Kray's cock got all dusty and needed polishing." Unix said, "Aha, and who told you that?" She shot a look at Kray and he held up his hands, "Guilty."
Lunix got up onto her feet and asked, "So we're moving out now?" Ahnix shook her head and said, "Not yet. Unix and I thought it best if Kray did a little hunting of his own so he could carry some meat back for the tribe." Looking at him, she said, "It would help your case if the tribe saw a stranger walking into their midst with food brought for them. Sort of like a tribal courtesy in our territory." Kray nodded, "Yeah, we can do that." Unix clapped her hands, "Good. I'll go make him a boomerang, two spears, and a knife, and you can lecture him through a crash course on the fundamentals of hunting." Ahnix nodded and Unix walked quickly out of the cave.
The three of them stood on a not-so-steep slope leading up to a massive rocky protrusion that was shaped like a weathered pyramid.
Ahnix told Kray what to do with with each hunting weapon when such and such happened. He nodded and officially received them from Unix, whom he thanked and kissed on the forehead. Ahnix said, "Now go out there and kill some meatloaders before I detain you out of jealousy for that kiss on the forehead." Kray, weapons in hands, turned and kissed her on the forehead as well. "Okay, boss. See you back at the cave." Then he walked down the slope to commence his first hunt and the two huntresses went back to the cave, wishing him the luck and skill of the legendary hunters.
Kray waited on one knee behind a dry bush and kept his eyes on a certain point in the land until something moved. There was movement and he tracked it. It was a large rodent-like creature. He decided the first weapon he would use would be his boomerang. It was almost the length of his arm and was sharp enough to cause him serious harm if he threw or or caught it the wrong way. Watching the creature move and its trajectory, he raised his arm slowly out of its line of sight, then swung and let loose the boomerang. The weapon moved quick and deadly, spinning on its own axis and cutting through the Outback air. It traveled in a wide curve and halfway on its return journey, it decapitated the target. Blood spurt forward from its headless neck and its body ran into a tangled bush and got stuck, legs kicking aimlessly until the lifeblood had run its course.
Kray caught the boomerang when it whizzed passed him and almost went out of arms length. He examined it and the blood that partially coated it, feeling a loss of life, but also gain in food for the Longman tribe. With a grim look on his face, he went to claim his prize, knowing that the rest of the hunt was in the bag for him.
Kray made it back to the cave around 3:30 in the afternoon, carrying two long sticks on each shoulder that were laden with what the four huntresses would describe as "major meatloaders." He set them down and flexed his back and shoulders.
Unix cried, "Oh, my, ancestors! Kray, what evil spirits killed those animals and left them for you to collect?" Lunix entered the cave at that moment and said, "I saw him kill every one of those meatloaders he's carrying. He's a natural born hunter." She looked apologetically from Kray to Unix and Ahnix, "Sorry. I spied on you the whole time you were hunting. I wanted to see how you'd do." Ahnix said, "He's not a natural born hunter. I taught him everything he knows about hunting." She gave him a hug and a kiss. Unix said, "And I made the weapons he used to kill the animals." She jumped into his arms and gave him a big kiss.
Moonix hollered from the middle of the cave. They went to where she stood and she pointed to the section of cavewall she was facing. Lunix laughed and hugged Moonix, "Wonderful. I like it." "So do I," said Unix. "What is that," asked Kray. "Well, it's a cavewall painting, can't you tell," said Ahnix. He nodded, "Yeah, but it's a bit hard for me to decipher it's meaning. Is this abstract art?" Ahnix shook her head, "Let's start here," she pointed at an artsy figure that looked like an amoeba. "Ahuh." "That's a man," she said. Kray looked harder then his eyes came alive. "Oh, yeah, it does look like a man." He laughed, then paused abruptly.
Kray asked, "What's with the, er,... It looks like he's got an abnormally large penis." Moonix giggled, "That's you, Mr. Longcock." The other girls laughed hysterically. "Oh, right," said Kray, finally getting it. According to the wall painting by Moonix, he was a legendary man with a super-cock and he was shooting large globules of cum that were being caught by four worshipful huntresses, indicated by their weapons and killed prey.
They left the cave, carrying their loaded luggage sticks. The huntresses made sure that they evenly distributed the load so that at all times, one person would remain unburdened, carrying only his or her weapons and keeping an eye out for possible enemies. Their journey was uneventful and lasted two days. They finally reached their village.
People of all ages and sizes came out of their houses, which looked like man-made caves. Kray guessed that they hadprobably lived in natural caves before and had migrated out to the open lands when their population grew too much to be contained in the natural caves. He and the huntresses gladly handed over the prey-laden sticks to enthusiastic hands who carried them to their proper places somewhere among the many cave-houses.
Kray noticed another hunting party - this one fully male - enter the village from another direction. They too were laden with meatloaders. He then realized that these folk hunted in parties consisting of a single gender. This particular party consisted of teenaged males. The four huntresses applauded and praised them for bringing home a considerable amount of protein despite their young age, joshing with them and ruffling their hair like they were their little brothers, and some of the boys probably were related to them, thought Kray.
Kray didn't notice Moonix whispering to a little girl and sending her off, but he did see the girl return with an old man in tow. Moonix cried, "Grandpa," and ran to embrace the old man. "It's so good to see that you've returned safe and unharmed," said the old man amidst the hubbub of reunion chatter. She asked him, "Did you bring it?" The old man grinned and said, "First show me the-" he stopped and stared in disbelief at Kray when his eyes found him. "It's okay, Grandpa. This is Kray. He needs one that will return him to his proper place. He's lost and needs your help." Moonix's words got to him after a moment of looking wonderingly at Kray and analyzing his skin and clothes from a distance.
The old man walked toward Kray and stood before him. He put a reassuring and kind hand on Kray's upper arm, squeezing gently. "Thank you for being here," he said. He carried a pouch with him, attached to the string around his waist. Digging his hand in, he pulled out a black Blasetone and put it in Kray's hand. He said, "Whenever you go, go in peace." "Thank you, old man," said Kray, and he embraced him.
Evening came and Kray was sitting in a cave-house with a boy who must have been ten years old. The boy was enthusiastic about hunting as he should be. His name was Ronox. "So you got to see our greatest huntresses hunt?" It seems the four women he'd been with for the past few days and nights were the best huntresses in the territory and even rivaled the best of the men. "Not really. They killed the animals while I just slouched in the cave." The boy looked disappointed, "Oh, but you did kill the animals that they said you killed?" Kray nodded, "Oh, definitely." Ronox smiled, "I wish I could go with them one time. I hear they've got knowledge and skills on hunting that the men don't even know about." "Wow," said Kray, truly interested, but not too much. Ronox continued, "Maybe one day I'll be brave enough to ask their husbands and they'll tell me the secrets of hunting that their wives have shared with them."
Kray felt like he'd been hit in the head with a sledgehammer. "Er, Unix, Ahnix, Lunix, and Moonix are all married?" The boy said wide-eyed, "Yeah. Like, Unix already has three little kids, and Ahnix has two. Didn't they tell you? Normally, around here, people work in the daytime and tell stories at night about stuff, like what their kids did yesterday. What did the five of you do at night, during the hunt?" Kray looked up at the ceiling and answered, "Oh, we just polished this rock I had." Ronox asked, "Why would you want to polish rocks? Only the tribal magician would do that. Are you a hunter and magician too?" Kray looked at him, "No, but I'm seriously considering learning how to make myself disappear when I get into shitty situations."
The following morning, Ronox brought Kray breakfast that had been made especially for him, by a family living in another house. "The cup contains a spicy, hot, root juice and the stew has kangaroo meat in a special sauce with vegetables. My favorite, but you don't have to share it with me, since I already ate." Kray thanked him and ate the delicious indigenous meal.
He put the Blasetone in his right side pocket when he left the cave-house. There was a hubbub somewhere, he could hear voices, some harsh, some strained, and some in between. Ronox found him and had a worried look on his face. "Come, Kray! Lunix's husband is accusing her of being unfaithful. He wants to kill her in front of everybody to remove the shame!" Kray closed his eyes and muttered, "Shit!"
He followed Ronox to a clearing in the village. Everyone seemed to be present here for the public removal of shame, essentially, Lunix's death at the hands of her husband. The huntress was bound hand and foot and lying at the feet of her husband who was addressing the crowd, gesturing to himself as the unfairly treated man, and to his wife as a cruel, ungrateful bitch. Kray felt responsible for both husband and wife, including the other three huntresses and their husbands. This situation was a result of his lack of self control over his carnal nature.
Stepping into the gap between the crowd and Lunix and her husband, Kray raised his arms to get their attention, and he was hoping they would also tell by the way he hunched his shoulders that he was displaying respectful subservience. The murmuring in the crowd stopped and Lunix's husband said,"Strange man, what business do you have interfering in our affairs?" Kray turned to face him. The man truly was worthy of being her husband, Kray could tell. He was strong and handsome. Kray also hoped he had some love for his wife left in his heart so he could consider his alternative to publicly executing her.
Kray spoke to him, loud enough for the onlookers to hear. "Good man, both you and your wife are innocent." The man glared at him. Kray continued, "Whatever story you may have heard from your wife or anybody else is a lie. I am responsible for her infidelity. While your wife and her fellow legendary huntresses were away hunting, I came upon them and gazed upon their beauty. Desiring what was evil, I chose to take advantage of the fact that they were on their own, far away from their home. I coerced them into having sexual relations with me because where I come from, it is considered a great conquest to have sex with members of a different race. I wanted that greatness and the knowledge of these huntresses' intimate sexuality." Turning to the crowd, Kray saw Unix, Ahnix, and Moonix standing in the front row with their children and husbands. He didn't allow his eyes to linger on them.
"How did I coerce such fearless huntresses into performing such a disgraceful act with me? I had the power of a Blasetone to threaten them with. One that allowed me to journey from my world of origin to this one; one that still contained power enough for me to destroy not just your peaceful existence here, but the existence of all life in your world. To cut a long, shamefully detailed story short, I had sex with all four huntresses." A gasp arose from the crowd and he motioned for silence. They became quiet again, and he continued. "But your huntresses were not to be trifled with by one as despicable and lowly as me, even though I possessed what was most likely the most powerful Blasetone ever made." He paused and surveyed the ground before him as if recalling a painful memory. "As a mighty force, they attacked me. Even armed with the Blasetone, I was unmatched for their skill and prowess. In the titanic altercation that ensued, I was beaten to the ground and my Blasetone destroyed."
Kray sobbed, truly moved by the images he was creating in his head to help tell and sell his false story. He also thought, damn, I'm good. I could pull this off. He almost smiled at the thought, but forced himself to continue sobbing. After three seconds, the sobbing wasn't so forced because the fantasized memories came to him as real as if they'd actually happened. He gestured to Lunix at her husbands feet and to her three lifelong friends, "These women are, in my opinion, among the greatest, if not the greatest, people alive today in your world. And you," he pointed to the hooked crowd, "are fortunate to call them your sisters, daughters, wives, mothers, huntresses. They fought me while I still held the Blasetone, not just to regain their honor, but to ensure that you would be safe from me and the all-powerful, destructive Blasetone. Their hearts and courage are more powerful than any Blasetone, I testify to that."
"When they saw that I had been defeated and the Blasetone destroyed, they could have killed me, but instead chose to spare my life. They told me that my punishment would not be a swift death at the edge of their spears, but a long miserable life in the company of the people I had threatened to kill - you." The villagers began looking at the huntresses as god-like heroes, and Lunix's husband immediately cut the bonds on his wife and embraced her. Tearful with sorrow for his indiscretion, he got on his knees before her, and begged for pity and forgiveness. The husbands of the other three huntresses now embraced their wives possessively and kissed them with with tears streaming down their faces, saying words of love and admiration. Their children were bursting with smiles and hopping about, soon returning to their parents to tug on their clothes for some attention too.
"Alas," said Kray, looking up to the sky as if the solution to all his life's problems would loosen from a celestial tree and fall down any second, hitting him square on the face. "There is still the question of what to do with a person as evil and unforgivable as I." Everyone's expression turned from that of hero worship to that of seething hatred. Kray felt very tempted to pull out the Blasetone from his pocket and use it, right at that very moment, but Moonix's grandfather stepped out of the crowd, having winked knowingly and secretly at him before doing so. Kray kept his hand away from his pocket as Moonix's grand father addressed the crowd. He said, "I say, we throw him into the Forgotten Pit."
A murmur went up from the crowd. The noise grew until people were even yelling and shouting at each other. Kray heard one man say, "It is too horrible for even the worst criminal to be thrown into the Forgotten Pit. No one has been thrown in there and ever come out. No one knows if it even has a bottom." Another older one said, "The Forgotten Pit was used before in the dark ages when we were unforgiving and weakness meant destruction. It is no longer a suitable punishment for our times." Still others said things that amounted to, "He is by far the worst evil of them all. The Forgotten Pit is the surest way of being rid of him." Eventually, a vast majority decided in favor of the Pit. "Here we go," said Kray as he was forced marched to wherever it was the Forgotten Pit was.
When they got there, he saw villagers clearing large bushes that had grown around the Pit. It truly had been forgotten, until he came along. Maybe they would change the name after they threw him in. Kray's Pit sounded really cool.
Once the bushes were cleared away, Moonix's grandfather strode to the forefront of the gathered people. Kray expected a speech of some sort from the old man, but instead, he got shoved forward by someone from behind him. Fine, he thought as he stood three feet away from the pit. Maybe now the old man will give a speech, and by some code, let me know how to activate the Blasetone in my pocket.
Ronox threw a rock at him and he dodged it. Kray chuckled, "Whoops, kiddo. Maybe when you've practiced some more, you'll be able to hit your targets." He looked up just in time to see Lunix's husband hurl a spear at him. "Whoa, shit," he yelled and threw himself backward, narrowly dodging the spear intended for his head. Crap, he thought. I did exactly what he wanted: he wanted me to throw myself backward into the pit. Kray was falling through the Forgotten Pit.
He continued falling through the Pit for five minutes, panicking, screaming his head off. Then he thought about the Blasetone and reached into his pocket. It was gone. "Shit, shit, shit," he yelled and resumed panicking, screaming his head off, hurtling downward.
Kray yelled and yelled until his throat hurt. Can't I hit the bottom any faster, he thought. He was getting sick of falling and going insane with fright. Something hard hit his forehead. He was out cold.
He woke up after he-didn't-know-how-long from unconsciousness. Now he was awake again and back in the world of fear and dread while falling down a bottomless pit. It didn't feel good. What was that thing that hit him a while ago, he wondered. He didn't have to wonder for long. It hit him again, this time on his thigh. "Ouch," he cried. Ten seconds later it hit him on his left hand. "Fuck, that hurts," he yelled. Then it hit him in his stomach and his hands clutched his mid-section reflexively, also catching the object that hit him. It was the Blasetone. Both he and the stone were falling at roughly the same rate, even though it had slipped out of his pocket during the fall.
He was excited and worried at the same time. Yes, his ticket out of this hole was literally in his grasp. But how the heck did it work, he wondered. Could it be as simple as wanting to go back-
-home? He was lying on his bed, in his apartment. He got up, looked around. Yes, he was truly home. He smiled, waited, then, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!" There. Latent horror from falling down the Forgotten Pit, coming out of his mouth in one long yell. He opened his mouth and said, "Ah..." just to make sure there wasn't any residual terror that needed vocalizing. That stuff could come back to haunt him some day.
Getting up from his bed, he realized that he was still clutching the Blasetone. He opened his window and poked his head outside. The world was normal and modern as he'd come to know it. He was in his apartment, in this secure apartment building, in a pleasant street, in the relatively safe city of Vituso, Malaysia.
Walking to the center of his room, he looked at the Blasetone. What to do with you, he wondered.
Stepping out of his apartment building, Kray saw his former fellow tenant, John, begging on the sidewalk, doing an excellent job at looking down and out, poor and hungry, not to mention, filthy. John had decided some months ago that he didn't need to work, rather, that he would rather make a living from begging - a beggar by choice. Kray was disgusted, then at that moment, he was struck by an idea.
Walking over to John, he stooped down and placed the Blasetone in the man's open hand. "What is this," asked John. Kray said, "I want you to do something for me." John said, "Yes?" Kray pulled out a ten dollar note from his pocket and placed it in the beggar's collection box. "Thank you very much, kind sir," said the beggar. "This is what I want you to do," said Kray. "Tell me what you would enjoy the most if you weren't poor and out on the street like this. Let's say, you were a rich man. What would you be doing most with your money?" John laughed and said, "I would fuck a lot of women and drink a lot of beer." Kray grinned, "You know what?" "What?" He looked to make sure the man was still holding onto the Blasetone. He was.
Kray said confidentially, "There's a place called Greenland. It is full of women and beer, and in th-" He stopped when he saw John vanish into thin air, right before his eyes. Smiling, he straightened up and continued walking down the sidewalk. "Have a good time in Greenland, buddy."
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