Meeting and Mating Grmpfnikl, Laabzal and Kuuzal ran to the hill without taking care of the mammoths now. Grumpfnikl had chosen his companions because both were excellent hunters and trackers.
Beside both were extraordinarily intelligent. They were able to speak as well as him. This was a rarity in these times and area, even if his clan had learned that verbal communication left hands free to do other things. Grumpfnikl was proud of his ancestor Zingsch who had invented the first spoken words. He gently touched the hood of old Zingsch. It was his symbol of status, his crown and his pride. He was the undoubted chieftain of his tribe. And because of that he was certainly the strongest, the most intelligent and the most handsome of all. Thus he was also the most preferable for mating. Though the eldest had noticed that always breeding in the same family had led to some degeneration and they asked the gods for assistance. In consequence they sent off the most able and worthy men of the tribe to breed in new blood.
Now there was new blood right in front of them, packed into swelling curves of boobs and bums and bellies. The young dancing, jumping and waving women on top of the rocks obviously could not await the arrival of their lovers.
Grumpfnikl flashed his teeth and leapt forward. Laabzal and his brother Kuuzal also knew exactly why they were there. The mammoths had been a nice distraction, but now it was time to get into business. Laabzal saw the naked backs and rocking breasts, wide hips and faces with no beards and got crazy. As soon as the recognition hit his brain, the blood left the named and made its way down to his genitals. He almost fell over by the sudden lost of balance when the weight on his front increased rapidly. Then he started to run as well.
Kuuzal watched his brothers´ spear grow and wondered why it did so. He shadowed his eyes with one hand and looked into the distance. Suddenly he understood that there were women. Women, who were dancing and jumping in a way that certain parts of their bodies seemed to develop a life of their own. Kuuzals jaw dropped when he began to count. Those were more females than he had fingers on his hands. Cursing loudly he started to run and sped up quickly.
Urgaa, Gro and Grumpf approached from the other side. Gro was pacing ahead, followed by Urgaa, whose curved legs and ground touching hands made it hard for him to catch up. Grumpf came far behind them. He was complaining about his raw thighs and flat feet and he was fed up by the whole excursion.
Then he saw Dana.
Dana was the oldest of the young huntresses. All of them were related to each other, they were sisters, cousins and some of them even aunts and nieces. But they were not one thing for sure: Mothers.
Dana was all of it at once, except mother. She had already been chosen to fulfil the role of being the next queen. Her body honoured the Great Mother in a most obvious and most pleasing way. However, there was still one obstacle in her way to the top of the tribe. She had to become mother. The impressive natural advantages of her female body should make her milk feed the children of the whole tribe. No less was expected from a real queen.
This was what her sisters saw in her. What Grumpf saw in her was a completely different affair. Anticipation made him forget his agony and powered up his steps. Faster and faster he ran with arms wildly whipping the air in an attempt to balance the dangerous bouncing of his enormous genital. He finally overtook even Urgaa and Gro.
Urgaa had an envious look at the third leg of the sperm-armed hope of the eldest and noticed him almost crashing into Gros´ back. He could see gigantic balls swing from left to right when Grumpf eventually managed to get around Gro. The latter did not hesitate a second to follow the mad lover right on his heels.
Urgaa stopped and stood still for a while. He began to think. His fellows were chosen for their physical advantages, but he still was the chieftain. He was alpha-male. He was the one who would mate. He might not be able to catch up, but he could still show the females who was the boss before his companions would even reach them.
So he stretched his muscles and bones until a cracking noise could be heard, took such a deep breath that his breast threatened to burst, threw the head back and roared such a loud cry from the top of his lungs that he could be heard all over the plain and on the hill alike.
Sina melt right away when she spotted that mighty male down there alone. Her ears became red and her bosom got warm by the drumming of the huge fists on that wide hairy chest. Then the gallant hunter fell into a canter towards herself. She wondered if she had ever seen any of her relatives running on four legs, but she could not recall. She was almost ashamed by the attraction of that wild one, but could not resist. Her virginity was already doomed in that moment.
Gro was able to keep up with Grumpf. Foam was flying from Grumpfs´ mouth while he murmured unarticulated sounds. All blood had obviously left the remnants of his microscopic brain and sunken into deeper regions. He needed all concentration to avoid stumbling over his own mating organ.
Gro had a look at that and quickly turned his alertness back to the rocks. He heard Urgaa roar so loud behind him that the ground started to shake. He wondered what he had in common with that primate and if his own mother had not actually met one of those skinny males from the wandering mountain tribes three quarter of a year before he was born.
The women in front of him looked more like himself than his own kind. They also had long and slim extremities and were much lighter built than Grumpf and Urgaa. He was fascinated by the fair hair of some. His own people had only black hair – everywhere. He decided to go for a blond one.
Blond Raga saw the tall young man leave his companion behind and pointed excited into his direction. She grabbed Kiras´ shoulder and shook her. The black-haired looked along Ragas´ outstretched arm and spotted the two running males. She was fascinated by the slower one who was moving on three legs. She took a closer look and held her breath when she realized that it was not a third leg at all. She instantly lost consciousness and sunk to the grown with a sigh.
She woke up puzzled from Ragas´ slaps on her cheeks and got on her feet again to make sure she had seen right. Both males had arrived at the rocks meanwhile.
Raga and Kira looked, yelled, smiled and waved down, rotated their hips and held their cheeky bums over the edge. A scream of disappointment came up from below. Grumpf could not lay hands to the rock, because his arms were shorter than that what Kira had confused with an additional leg. Gro was already climbing instead.
Grumpfnikl and his brothers heard a sudden roar from behind the hill that was not sounding human. Whatever creature had such a voice made not only them fear. There were also the two huge mammoths returning in a stampede from the corner of the hill. Grumpfnikl leapt into cover behind a rock immediately. Kuuzal followed him closely, but Laabzal got in the way of the giant mammal. The bulls´ foot stomped right on Laabzals´. He broke down when Ole, the sabretooth appeared. Grumpfnikl tried to ascend the hill, but could not get a grip on the slippery surface. Kuuzal was confronted by the big cat.
There was still Urgaas´ roaring voice in the air while Gro climbed up to the girls. Puuh the bear got a nice bit of his arse before he eventually reached the hilltop. The females were cursing the bear, encouraging Gro and obscenely laughing at Grumpf who tried to climb one-handed now that he was holding his huge erection out of his way with the other hand.
Grumpfnikl and Laabzal finally managed to get up the rocks from south while Gro, Grumpf and last Urgaa crossed the northern edge. Poor Kuuzal was eaten by Ole meanwhile after the sabretooth had severed his head with one single bite. Puuh had not got more than only one tiny piece of Gros´ meagre ass.
Gro and Laabzal forgot their pain as soon as they found themselves surrounded by excited, yet exciting virgins. Both looked into each others eyes and instantly realized that they were competitors from that moment on. Also both were aware that it would be their turn once the chieftains had made their choice first. Grim grins appeared on their faces…
Grumpf was neither aware of anything nor did he realize something. The last drop of blood had left his tiny brain long ago. The little that was left was needed to keep his most important vital organs working. The rest was concentrated in his pelvis, his fist-sized testicles were pulsing under finger-thick veins and his reactions were motivated from somewhere in his spine. His mouth was wide open, his nostrils were shivering, his fingers formed claws and his eyes were rolling. He was a mere predator sniffing pheromones and his prey was Dana. She was still in his head, perhaps the only thing at all what was there. Grumpf did not waste a look at the other women. He knew his prey and he was to get her for sure.
Dana did not expect that honour She was trying to get away from Grumpfnikl, who made an attempt to fulfil his own destiny right at that moment.
Sina gave a shy wave to her admired Urgaa, but he completely ignored her efforts. He pushed her aside and ploughed through the band of women to get close to Rona instead. She threw two skulls at him in return and tried everything else to flee from him. She stumbled and fell on her back in a failed attempt and Urgaa came over her.
Disappointed Sina did not want to give up that easy and jumped on his back to pull him off the other girl. “Sina, da, daaa!” she shouted and pointed to her own belly.
Rona managed to hit distracted Urgaa on his forehead and eventually escaped the confused one. It did not take him long to focus on the other redhead instead. Why wasting time with one when there was another willing to settle down on his branch? He hugged her gently with his long hairy arms and impaled her.
She was pregnant two seconds later.
But Rona should not be spared. Her headless flight was witnessed by Grumpfnikl, who thought that it was better to club first and ask later. He beat her down and got into business, but he realized soon that it was not much fun to mate an unconscious woman. He vowed to himself to make it better next time.
Grumpf had found Dana meanwhile. She stood in front of him like the Goddess herself and stared with wide open eyes and a dropping jaw between his legs. Then she lost her mind and fell back like Kira did before when she had seen him.
In contrary to Grumpfnikl, Grumpf was actually able to have fun with her, even if she did not notice anything in her paralyzed state. He sunk his face between her monumental tits and his prick between her thighs and sighed deeply.
When Dana woke up a few minutes later she was pregnant and lay in a huge stain of some semi-transparent white liquid…
But like Urgaa before, Grumpf was already picked up as partner by another one as well. It was Kira this time. She had fallen in love with him from the very first moment she had seen this potent hunter. Now it was her who pulled him down from Dana, rolled him on his back and put herself over him instead to milk the little that might had been still left for her. It was no little. She was also almost washed away by the tide that came over her and was not less pregnant than Dana got before.
She left the chieftain with a smile and was satisfied that she had noticed what had happened at least.
Laabzal with his damaged foot tried to get a mate himself after the chieftains had had some fun of their own. He was not particular and had taken any of the girls, but these were mocking him about his crippled foot. Finally Nada found a heart for him and produced a huge bone as a crutch to help him walk again. She took loving care of his injury and further of that what was not hurt yet. Their son would have got her red hair and his brown eyes – and he would always avoid any contact with mammoths.
Grumpfnikl was deeply disappointed by the failure of his own manhood. Kala crossed his way right then, because she was on the run from Grumpf. Grumpfnikl cursed the damned Grumpf, who seemed to be able to perform perfectly always and everytime. Grumpfnikl angrily captured Grumpfs´ designated prey and nailed her to the ground. But the prey was harder than the nail and he failed again. Kala fled laughing on him.
It was not hard for Grumpf to see Kala caught by another and then flee, because there were still so many other females to choose from. Reda for example was as black-haired as Kala was and had even more to offer than the skinny one. He decided that she was really his taste. But to be honest, they all were his taste.
He was out of control now. He was acting like an animal. Reda saw him coming, bent forward and smiled an invitation back over her shoulder.
She regretted her decision pretty soon, because Grumpf took the wrong entrance and caused her a massive digesting problem and the intake was neither comfortable. Smiling Grumpf watched her walk away on stiff legs…
Grumpfnikl had watched again what had happened. He had a close eye on the super-fertilizer now. He knew the sheer existence of his own tribe threatened if this hunter went on mating all of the present females. He got a disturbing vision of a whole gang of hairy little boys with huge genitals that would be born next spring if he did not intervene himself now.
Thus he watched out for an appropriate virgin to make another attempt. He chose Lara, who was as black haired as his try before. So she seemed the perfect choice to make it better now. He tried to pursue her to accept an erotic rendezvous. It seemed that he had found the right recipe to mix the correct amount of small talk, promises, threats and poses as she eventually accepted his proposal and laid down for him. What could not stand before grew fast now, what was not hard became solid and what always had been a dry desert became a warm and wet oasis now.
Grumpfnikl sent a prayer to his ancestors and thanked for the son that would be born soon. Zingschs´ hood would be worn in the future. The bright sparkling intelligence of his tribe would live forever more. He had finally sown the seed to enlighten the future.
Gro and Raga were made for each other. She was blond and he was almost as tall as her. She was the woman he ever had dreamt of and he was the man she had always awaited. He had seen her standing in bright sunlight on the hill above the plain. He had escaped the cave bear to reach her. And now he lay in her arms.
He looked deep in her blue eyes and both of them knew for sure that all of their blond and blue-eyed children would dream of leadership and domination over other peoples. She whispered the name of the son in her womb into his ear: “Gro-Dolf…”
But Gro and Raga did not forget what Grumpf had done. That chieftain had already pumped his black-haired sperms into every tribes´ DNA, though there was still a blonde to add to his collection.
So knew Grumpf himself. After he had stolen his brunette big busted favourite Danas´ mind and had taught redhead Kira why mammals do not lay eggs and the analysis of blackhead Reda, he decided that it was time for some blond. He picked up a wild one with everything in the right place and many of all. “Blond, deee. Blondy!” he shouted and chased Hera all over the hilltop. The agile yellow haired girl was quicker and managed to escape every time when he got near. There was yet another blonde, Lela. She had been the first to see the approaching mammoths. Grumpf made a decision. Hera was too fast for him, so Lela should be the coronation of his actof mass-fertilisation. It cost his last powers, his last juices and his last mental intellect, but he made it. He believed to look right into the sun, had a vision of blazing fanfares and a crescendo of thundering drums. The deafening sound and blinding white light in his head turned down to absolute silence and darkness. Then he believed to see a huge black monolith of exact rectangular shape towering him and all mankind. After that there was nothing.
Grumpf had managed to press his genetic stamp to all human peoples. He would be worshipped as a godlike figure in the future, often depicted with horns and goat-legs. His names would be legion, but he would have a reputation of highly regarded fertility and be feared and desired alike.
His fellow clansman Gro had founded the master race that would rise and fall one day. That race would always be genetically closer linked to Grumpfs´ successors than Gro and Raga would be willing to believe.
Urgaa would never be considered a god or creator of a better race. But his strength of an animal in combination with Sinas´ beauty and wits would possibly lead to the most durable human kind ever.
All three bloodlines remained tightly related in the same people.
Epilogue Five babies were born due to Urgaas´ and Grumpfs´ efforts.
Grumpfnikl could save his manly honour and finally got a son.
So did Laabzal. His injured foot could not stop him from making love, so two babies were born from their tribe.
Dana became mother in the end.
Thus she was able to be the incarnation of the Goddess herself.
She was honoured as queen and mother of the whole tribe and her milk actually fed a whole generation.
Some of her sisters went with their new husbands, but they took the blood of her own tribe with them when they left.
Seven babies were born in total. Two of them were even sons of the best men of their tribes, they were sons of chieftains.
Dana laid back and grinned in complete satisfaction.
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