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Penny And The Sasquatch
(Anna Mann)

Dangling by one arm with her feet a foot from the floor Penny felt like specimen catch being proudly displayed by a beaming angler, held at arm's length by the tail, defeated and helpless.

The Sasquatch drew her closer and sniffed, with his free hand he pressed against her stomach, then hooked a finger under the bottom of her t-shirt, and in a display of casual yet massive strength he pulled forward tearing the sodden fabric easily. Penny gasped as he laid her breasts bare. The giant hairy finger pressed against her erect nipple then drew down so that his cracked and filthy fingernail caught the top and roughly scraped her sensitive flesh. Penny winced as the pain flared in her breast, his eyes locked on hers the Sasquatch repeated his abrasive caress. Penny moaned as her eyes filled with tears, perhaps he wasn't intending to cause pain, possibly it was simply curiosity, but whatever his motive she would be the first to admit that his actions hurt like hell.

"Oh God please no." she sobbed as the finger reversed and hooked behind the imitation leather belt that was looped around the waist of her khaki pants. She knew what was coming and braced herself. The belt and waistband dug deep into her back as he pulled harder and harder, she felt the belt straining, the buckle deformed and bent, the thin alloy designer and fashionable but no match for his immense strength. With a pop it surrendered a second before the sturdy zipper rasped and broke, encouraged by his efforts the Sasquatch jerked hard and grunted as the cargo pants tore, splitting at the seams and pulling up tight between Penny's puffy lips before falling away to gather in a mess of crumpled fabric around her ankles.

This can't be happening to me Penny squirmed and struggled as the beast lifted her higher and drew her closer to his face. Snuffling and snorting he held her close as he inspected her dainty pink panties, the only things standing between herself and total exposure, a sniff and he grunted again. Penny closed her eyes, the cracked fingernails were clawing at pink lace, the delicate fabric stood no chance and was soon so torn that just a shred hung from the trousers trapped around her ankles.

How could an innocent walk in the forest turn into this she groaned as he lifted her high again and stared at her smooth shaved mound. Just some simple exercise and somehow I end up naked. But still, I can't give up hope of escape she thought as she forced herself to focus. Maybe he would put her down now that she was stripped, that would be her opportunity. But not with my ankles tied like this she told herself as she began to kick the heavy and ruined trousers off of her ankles. She needed both feet free to run, and without the trousers slowing her down she would be faster, and this time I won't slip in my own pee!

Sasquatch grunted, then reached down with his free hand and pressed the back of his finger against Penny's mound, a small gasp escaped her lips, the nail was rough, his hair course and tough, she was sure he didn't understand how to be gentle.

"No, no, no, no!" she squealed rapidly as he grasped her thigh and began to part her legs, that wasn't part of her plan, he was supposed to put her down before investigating the tempting aroma that despite her best intentions was flooding from her pussy. Fear, she understood could make her as wet as arousal, maybe the two emotions were more closely related than many wanted to admit. But whatever, being scared has made me very wet, and this monster can smell that. 

His fingers wrapped tighter around her thigh, Penny kicked and squealed frantically but gained little as he forced her leg aside exposing her dripping cunt. Again he lifted her, inspecting and snuffling, an ape-like grunt escaped his lips and he drew Penny to his hairy chest. Instantly the smell of him registered on a whole new and very disgusting level, stale and sour, mud and rain and filth, she saw lice running through the wet hair, he smelled like a drenched dog close up, a drenched dog that had also been swimming in raw sewage. Penny moaned softly as his grip on her arm tightened, she felt that her bones were about to break or in his clumsy enthusiasm he would actually tear her arm from the socket, he was capable, of that she had no doubt.