We were surrounded by eight young braves, all pointing weapons at us. "Whatever you do, don't touch your guns." Grandpa whispered. Right after Grandpa whispered that, I heard someone shout, "STOP!" Thinking 'now we've had it', I had scenes of Indian torture from old movies replaying in my head. The young braves backed up a step, but didn't lower their we...
The second Saturday of November is the start of deer hunting in my state. For years, I have risen early and made my way to my land to sit in a tree stand and patiently wait for my prey to wander by. I have lost count of how many deer I have taken in my life span, but the thrill of the deer hunt has waned as time passes. I recall my Uncle, who taught me how...
As I look out over the bleak winter city streets, I recall the warmth of a summer day out in rural Alberta where I grew up. I'm sitting in a coffee shop and stir the sugar and cream in my mug and my mind drifts away to a better time and place, back home. The day my mind returns to is the topic of this story. The farm I lived on was quite isolated and had st...
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A big thanks to AsylumSeeker and PennLady for helping me edit this chapter. You're legends! CHAPTER TWO It was the night of Maria's birthday. She hadn't expected any presents but a large boutique of white lilies arrived with a card sighed, 'Your benefactor'. There were more presents from people all over. She had more art supplies than she knew what to do w...
CHAPTER 2 JAKE I heard a sound, a sharp twang, and saw sand fly up from just in front of my feet. I stared down at the arrow sticking out of the sand with a shiver of dread creeping down my spine. I spun quickly to see who had initiated the attack and there was nothing. Just empty woods. I quickly ducked back into my tent, throwing the scanner onto the bed...
Leigh knew he would be coming to his deer stand any time now. She had been watching him for a few weeks. She had learned his name was Alan. She had been trying to figure out exactly how to approach him. She was hoping to get a deer and ask him to help her track it and bring it back. But her luck just wasn't there. Alan was walking up to his deer stand and...
They traded them. Frion and his best friend, for two of this tribe's weakest hunters. They had three months to prove their usefulness. Frio was about average height, skinny, with brown hair and a not-quite-full beard. Gisho, his best friend, was as skinny as him, but a full head taller, and less hairy, which was odd among even their own kind. He felt unnec...
The first day of deer hunting season in Pennsylvania is almost a state holiday. Most schools in rural areas are closed that first day of the two-week rifle season. That is because most male students, a fair number of female students, and many of the teachers and administrators are going to be in the woods hunting. Over the years, it became more practical to...
This erotic story features anthropomorphic (furry) characters, intelligent humanoid beings with both animal and human characteristics. SHORT STORY Author's Note: this story is a loose follow-up/sequel to "Forest Encounter". "Come. Quickly." "Why hurry? I have a great view from here." Through the woods, a lithe deer trotted. His small, slender frame only...