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Post by Spirals on Dec 2, 2020 9:39:18 GMT -6
It was another morning on the uncharted and isolated jungle island many called home, both human and non. As the sun rose, the local man village was silent and unmoving, as many of it's residents were still fast asleep in their hammocks and huts. It would get busier later, with the women caring for the children, washing cloths, and weaving baskets, the children running around and playing with sticks and rocks, and the men leaving and returning from their hunts and explorations, skinning the meat and building new structures.
But at that moment, the only commotion going on was between newly jungle man Chris, and his mate Ashley. "I'm sorry Ashley but I have to go on the morning hunt. I told you yesterday, with Ryan gone there's no one to do them and I don't want the village to starve this week" the beefy man cub explained in a deep and stern voice, as he swung a bow over his broad shoulder and headed out the flap to his hut. Chris had washed up on the jungle island with amnesia and no memory of who he was. He was brought to the village with nothing more than his tattered, wet clothes and a wallet with an ID containing his name, age, and stating that he was a member of the United States military. For the past year, Chris has been a useful asset to the village. Putting that military training to use and dawning a mowgli-style brown leather loincloth, the 29 year old hunk became a skilled hunter and fighter, and accepted his new life in the jungle and devoted his time to help the village flourish.
Unfortunately that put a dent in his and Ashley's relationship. Chris was never one for labels, but did not care if Ashley called herself his girlfriend or not. He saw helping the village as more important and hardly paid attention to her. With the jungle man putting others needs before his own, this wasn't the first time he had chosen the village over spending time with Ashely.
(for Lexingtondeville)
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Dec 2, 2020 13:58:23 GMT -6
Ashley was a 5ft 10 brunette beauty, her 38D-30-46 measurements concealed in a leopard print bikini - i.pinimg.com/originals/eb/a5/68/eba5683b3c304f877db401292ba7e7f8.jpgThough her voluptuous curves were a treat for the eyes, her relationship with Chris over the last six months had become strained. Ever since the disappearance of Ryan Masterson, a free-spirited jungle man who made regular stops to the village to check up on his friends while exploring the island’s many undiscovered jungle, Chris had been working overtime to keep everyone safe over the stunning Ashley. Due to his military background, he had very little time for indulgence. Ashley followed Chris, catching up to him as he approached the gate of the village, her sassy voice compelling him to stop. "Chris, you’ve been up early every single day for the last 6 months. Is hunting more important than spending time with me?" She asked, her brown eyes frowning as she folded her arms under her chest, cupping her ample charms. Though she was Chris’s mate, she secretly wished that she was Ryan’s lover instead, given how he was well liked by half the female populace, both in the village and the jungle.
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Post by Spirals on Dec 2, 2020 15:39:50 GMT -6
Chris sighed and turned around taking a few steps toward Ashley but still keeping some distance. At 6’7 Chris towered over the jungle babe, as well as most residents in the village. But he did not give off an intimidating or aggressive nature. Chris was all about communication and honesty, as well as commitment and loyalty. Despite not remembering his past, intense years of military training had wired the jungle man to put work over pleasure first.
“The village needs me Ashley. I can’t turn my back on them. Work comes first” he stated. Chris’s tone was calm yet firm, his expression saying he wasn’t going to change his mind. “I’ll see you in a few hours. We’ll spend time then” he said. The beefy man cub turned and walked out the village gates into the jungle, the last thing he heard being the bodacious girl cubs irritated sighs and stomping away. Of course Ashley was stunning, with the body and curves every man dreamt of. Chris was lucky to have her and he knew that. But his no nonsense attitude kept him from taking breaks and time off. And with Ryan gone, the jungle man spent even more time working and stressing over tasks that needed to get done in the village. But he didn’t minded. Chris saw relaxing and playing games as a waste of time anyways.
But as he walked deeper and deeper into the jungle, the handsome hunk realized he was a little tired. The waking up early, the extra hunting shifts, it was all adding up. Despite his massive build, the man cub was only human, and even he had his limits. But as the sky turned from sunrise to mid morning, Chris brushed that feeling aside and moved on. He stepped over a branch silently and drew his bow as he caught sight of a wild deer. The hunk moved with grace and silence, despite his large figure and wide bare feet. Chris inched forward, careful to avoid stepping on any leaves or kick any rocks that might alert the prey. His eye sight was on point as he crouched, his loincloth stretching with his meaty thighs and threatening to snap. However, Chris was so focused on the deer, that he wasn’t aware it’s movements had caught the attention of another predator, this one lurking in the trees high above the ground...
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Dec 2, 2020 16:00:40 GMT -6
"I wish Ryan was here. He’d treat me like a queen. A jungle queen." Ashley sighed, remembering her little flirtatious moments with Ryan. How she swayed and showed off her voluptuous curves to him. How she cast puppy dog eye glances in his direction. How she twerked for him in private. He couldn’t be gone forever. Could he?
Elsewhere, Chris was hunting the same prey as the unseen predator above him. A large reticulated python named Dante. At 22 feet long, he was thick and muscular, with enough length to crush even the strongest prey that dared get in his path. When not hunting, he kept his own counsel, sleeping in the trees and controlling the island’s monkey population. Especially those who served King Louie. Dante enjoyed consuming them as a way of sending Louie a message.
"Hmmmm..... what have we here?" He hissed silently, observing Chris.
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Post by Spirals on Dec 2, 2020 16:29:02 GMT -6
Chris’s big, round toes quietly stepped on the blades of grass underneath him. The wet, morning dew that clung to them chilled the flats of his feet and sent shivers down his muscular spine. But the expert village hunter wasn’t phased that easily and kept his posture. The deer was unsuspecting as Chris inched forward step by step, his large biceps bulging as he pulled back his bow... *THWACK* Chris grunted in triumph as the deer toppled to its side dead. But the jungle hunk was anything but cocky. He was humble, and didn’t let his expert skills get to his head like other village hunters did. Getting up from his crouched position the jungle man marched over to his catch, lifted it with ease and threw it over his left shoulder supporting it and the bow with the same hand. The other was used to push away any thick branch’s or logs in his path. All this, the strength, the skill, the stealth, was being observed by the unnoticed creature above. Even though the man cubs attention was no longer focused on his prey, he had only been living in the jungle for a year. There were some beings much older than Chris, that were able to evade the man cubs expert self awareness and senses. This prey was meant to be Chris’s breakfast. A pre meal before he was to begin the real hunt that was going to feed the village. “Today’s going to be a hot one” Chris muttered, squinting as he stared up into the sky. The sun began to rise, already making the beefy man cub form a thin layer of sweat on his smooth and lightly tanned skin. Now that the sun was out, the predator above got a full view of what this denizen really looked like. www.google.com/search?q=chris+hatton+red+underwear&rlz=1CDGOYI_enUS827US827&hl=en-US&prmd=ivsn&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiinfWdqrDtAhVzFFkFHXJRDYgQ_AUoAXoECAMQAQ&biw=414&bih=622&dpr=3#imgrc=jeBPr75uEllveMChris was 6’7 and packed with muscle. He had a thick neck, broad shoulders round, plump pecs. He had a very defined 6 pack on his stomach, with a cut v shape waist that made his stomach slightly pool over the sides of his tight and small loincloth, which concealed abs sizable and noticeable frontal bulge, and a firm round rear end that stuck out. Both Chris’s arms and legs were thick and strong, with bulging biceps and beefy thighs. He had strong, large hands and perfectly shaped calves, that led to his thick ankles and wide bare feet. He former solider was quiet handsome as well, with a square jaw and chiseled features and serious hazel eyes. When Chris first washed up onto the island, he had cleanly shaven with an almost buzz cut. His brown hair was still short and didn’t go past his ears, but there was more on the sides in a shaggy wild mess. The hunk cub also allowed his beard to grow, not long and tangled, but clean and very short. Tattoos adorned his shoulders, arms, and pecs. Some where with him from his previous life, but now most of the ink on his body were symbols and tokens from the village tribe, transitioning him from his old forgotten life to his new one in the jungle. As Chris began to sweat more, he had to shift the deer from one shoulder to the other. This deer was his breakfast, a pre meal for the big man cub before he began the real hunt. All this and more was being observed by the creature above, as he followed the jungle man deeper into the thickness of the jungle.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Dec 2, 2020 16:41:46 GMT -6
Dante silently and stealthily followed Chris through the jungle, keeping a slow and methodical pace behind him. Though the large retic loved charming beautiful jungle girls and many beauties that dared to step in his territory, he usually had a way of making men feel good about themselves. And Chris was a prime target for his hidden charm and overtures. For now, he kept following him.
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Post by Spirals on Dec 2, 2020 16:51:17 GMT -6
Chris stepped over fallen logs and climbed over boulders, trying to find the perfect spot to cook his catch. He was unaware of the creature stalking him, but it completely. Every now and then the hunk jungle man looked up into the canopy, slowly sensing something was out of place. He heard branches creak and groan, but nothing was visible. Like him earlier stalking the deer, this being was being stealthy and camouflaging itself in the dark leaves above. But Chris didn’t see it a threat as it had attacked him. Yet. Anything was possible in the jungle he called home so the stud cub kept his guard up. With every step Chris’s pecs bounced and his buttocks jiggled, attacking the attention of other grabby creatures that desire to have the sweaty hunk in their clutches. But they dared not intervene as they too sensed what lurked above. Not dangerous no, but old and powerful.
Finally, the muscular man cub dropped the feet at his feet as he reached a small clearing. Dropping his bow, the jungle dude crouched and collected leaves to make a fire, his arms and legs flexing as put together a suitable pile. But there where no branches around so Chris got up and walked over to the edge of the clearly and bent over to pick some up, not knowing he was giving the above creature a show with his very much exposed cheeks and muscular back.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Dec 3, 2020 2:13:57 GMT -6
Chris had to be careful. Though the jungle was home to a handful predators, the local flora and fauna had to be watched carefully. Grabby creeper vines would usually snatch their quarry up off the ground for a quick tickle and grope session, or worse, ground based vines that would belong to man-eating plants. But they weren’t the danger right now. As he bent down to pick some sticks up, the watcher in the canopy made his move.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Dante hissed, his head and neck scales slithering down from the trees and positioning himself behind Chris.
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Post by Spirals on Dec 3, 2020 6:55:14 GMT -6
Upon hearing the low hiss, Chris immediately turned around and got into a fighting stance. His knees bent and toes dug into the dirt, as his left arm was raised while his right hand was in a fist on the ground. He arched his back back while his face contorted into a sneer/growl. But this primal and intimidating position was held for only a few seconds until the jungle dude realized it was a snake he was facing. Of course that didn’t mean the danger had passed for Chris new all about the dangers of the hypnotic reptiles of this jungle. But he hadn’t made an attacked yet, so the beefy man cub had no reason to be aggressive.
“Hello. Who are you? And why have you been following!” The former solider asked, lowering his arm but staying in that gorilla like stance with both fists now on the ground. Chris’s bow was back where his deer was, so if needed he’d have to rely on strength. If needed. But this reptile give off any red flags, and he too seemed curious as Chris’s head swayed slowly back and forth as he followed it, watching it slither closer and closer. Still, while Chris’s tone was calm and collect, it held a stern force showing he wanted answers before he lowered his guard. Trusting was a dangerous thing in the jungle, if you trusted the wrong person.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Dec 3, 2020 7:25:06 GMT -6
"I wasssss merely obssssserving your hunting techniquessss, manling. And I musssst sssssay - mosssst impressive." Dante chuckled, keeping his eyes on Chris as he slithered closer. The reticulated python was not one for stalking or creeping many victims out. His methods were more subtle than the small gathering of male serpents, which ranged from the creepy and cocky Rocco, to the curious and confident Zee.
"Tell me, manling. What issss your purpossssse in my territory?" Dante asked.
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Post by Spirals on Dec 3, 2020 7:41:35 GMT -6
Chris kept a close eye on the snake, which he now recognized as a very large python. “Thank you, but I don’t need your flattery. I hunt for the village and so the people can eat, not for recognition” Chris stated, slowly rising onto his legs and putting his hands on his thick sides. It was his humble side shining through. The jungle hunk did not accept praise or fame many desired to give him. He felt it was his duty and nothing more.
While his guard wasn’t lowered, Chris eased up just a bit as he felt more comfortable in the reptiles presence. There was a respectable distance between the two so he was able to stand on his feet rather than in a gorilla pose. The snake did continue to slither closer, but the beefy man cub didn’t mind. He kept his eyes on the serpent and didn’t see any other coils, plus this python was clearly different than most male snakes.
“I came to eat my meal, but I apologize if I disturbed you. I can go and find a different spot” Chris said sincerely. He was respectful and didn’t want to invade anyone’s boundaries. Chris didn’t move just yet though, as the jungle man admired the pythons scales and pattern on its body. Similarly, he was unaware that his massive muscles and large body were also being shown off as he know stood, showing everything to the snake.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Dec 3, 2020 7:48:24 GMT -6
"That will not be necesssssary." Dante hissed, slithering a small portion of his long body downwards from the canopy, keeping the rest of his body concealed. He began to circle Chris, keeping his coils from touching his beefy and toned body. The serpent was impressed at how well the former US soldier maintained a very strong and powerful look, secretly dreaming up ways to help Chris see things from a different perspective.
"Your desssssire to hunt for the village isssss commendable. But you ssssseem to sssssshun the adulation. Why?” The python asked.
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Post by Spirals on Dec 3, 2020 7:59:14 GMT -6
“Thank you I appreciate that” the muscular man cub said. He had been pleasantly surprised to hear that he could stay and enjoy his meal. Truthfully he didn’t want to find a new spot and waste more time but again the jungle man respected territory. Chris of course noticed the small yet thick portion of coil that lowered from the tree and circled the area around him. But the jungle hunk showed no change in expression. He wasn’t phased, worried, scared. And they weren’t touching him so no real harm done. Still, Chris would be ready in case he needed to be.
Many were stunned by Chris’s physique, height, weight, looks. But he never let it get to his head. He saw his body as a tool to help others and not for attraction. So the jungle hunk was used to the stares given to him by the python, as many others had done the same. Ogling his bulging, juicy muscles. Chris found it strange that this snake seemed to be curious, and even though he wanted to eat he would be polite and answer.
“Well” he started, crossing his arms over his chest which accentuated his already round biceps and pecs. “Because I need to stay focused. I’m not doing this to get attention, and I can’t be distracted by people trying to enlarge my ego. There are people that depend on my and I don’t want to let them down. The village knows they can rely on my because I’m loyal to them. ” he said, a serious answer for a serious man.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Dec 3, 2020 8:04:59 GMT -6
Dante was equally impressed by Chris’s physique in terms of height, weight, and rugged looks. It’s just his too serious personality and devotion to providing for the village regularly made him shun moments of indulgence, which proceeded to upset his mate and put a strain on their relationship. The charming and charismatic serpent had to form some sort of a plan to make this brawny man-cub see things differently.
"It appearssssss all work and no play makesssss you very dull. Yet you ssssssseem a little too....... ssssseriousssss." The reticulated python hissed, his amber eyes glistening.
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Post by Spirals on Dec 3, 2020 8:34:09 GMT -6
Living in the jungle heightens your senses, and if trained properly, they can be used to enhance ones awareness in their surroundings. This past year, Chris had done exactly that giving the jungle man the ability to detect even the slightest shift in his surroundings. This is how Chris noticed that twinkle in the snake's amber, orb like eyes. The former solider kept direct eye contact at all times, to show that he did not look down on anyway, but also to show he was serious and if provoked could be dangerous. But maybe staring this snake straight in the eyes wasn't a good idea...
"Dull? I don't view it that way, but some might I suppose" He sighed, chuckling lightly. His eyes squint slightly and his footing shifted as his wall came back up. "I don't have time for games or foolishness. What some call serious I can dedication. Work comes first. There's no room to relax" He said, repeating the same thing that he said to Ashley. Chris's expression never changed, staying that same, neutral straight mouth. Despite his earlier chuckle the former man cub's handsome face was back to its same no smile, or no frown look. Just...serious.
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