"Damn, this dude is a lot more ripped than I initially thought. What kind of sh*t must he have gone through to have become dried up like that?" Jim muttered to himself as Wilson's body went through some highly needed transformation...(or is it restoration?)Wilson's only winter coat was already ripped off by Jim and was replaced by another. It was the extra wolf-fur winter coat Jim had in his backpack. Jim looked at his bag and sighed with emotion as he thought of how much difficulty he went through before he could afford it. Space related items like bags, rings, bracelets, televisions, literally anything, were insanely expensive and for poor or financially average people like him, they were also rare and created big targets on the owner's backs.Jim stopped to pick Wilson up and ran at a place that he believed would be best for long distances (you know, not too fast that one will be easily exhausted but not too slow, either). After all, the tiger might still decide to come for their
Jim shook his head and sighed. He laid down and said; " I don't know man. You just kinda know. I mean when I awakened, I just knew it. Awakening an ability is natural and you just know, you know, like you can easily make use of your ability, like it just feels natural, as if you have always had it. The difficult part is controlling it. Look, I don't know how to explain it. If you have awakened your ability, you just know that you have. Simple!" There was some peace and quiet, with Wilson staring on expressionlessly at Jim and the latter feeling increasingly uncomfortable. After a while, he could not endure it anymore."F*CK! You know what, why don't we try to figure this sh*t out tomorrow, after a f*cking good night sleep. As good as the f*cking cold will allow. So, stop glaring at me. F*cking please!""Okay!" Wilson's response came immediately and he just laid back down on his previous lying position."Goodnight!" Wilson greeted."I will try my f*cking best!" Jim muttered in reply a
Jim yelled to the high heavens. Yellow liquid wet his pants as he twitched and groaned and wailed on the ground. He felt like his male organ was shattered in pieces, the pain ensuing from it hurt him all the way to his forehead. How painful!! 'What have I done?' He wanted to yell that question at them, but all that came out of his mouth was the mixed vocal combination of whimpering and wailing, blended with guttural groans. The slim Hunter instinctively covered his jewels with his hands and shuddered in fear. There is not one man who did not feel intense pain whenever their crown jewels was hit.Short and stocky, on the other hand, did not seem to be capable of empathy because he burst into laughter as soon Jim's balls were hit. Even he, did not dare to tease his female partners that way, how dare this stranger think of trying that kind of thing. Serves him right.The extremely attractive lady crouched beside Jim and asked him for the direction in which he saw the snow tiger. Jim, p
Wilson's body suddenly stiffened. He recognized the feeling he was suddenly feeling. It was the same feeling he got in that scary dream where he was married to Alice and had strangers for friends and his ass eventually got badly whooped by Ruthless. The sense of foreboding he had then was the same one he was feeling now, and that sense of foreboding was creeping up on him fast. He looked at Jim."Jim, we need to run far away as fast as possible." He urgently said. Jim did not even attempt to think. Before Wilson could finish his sentence, Jim's body was already far ahead, moving at high speed."....." Wilson was temporarily stunned.'Isn't he a little too at alert for someone who talks so much?' He thought to himself, quickly increasing his speed in a bid to catch up to Jim. Unfortunately for them, the Snow Tiger sensed their sudden increase in movement speed and also increased its speed. It appeared excited. After all, even though hunting is a necessity for predators, it is also mea
Wilson quickly tried to release himself from the thin, yet surprisingly thick layer of ice for the second time. The ice was already lowering his body temperature and making him feel numb. He gathered his strength and began cracking the ice slowly but surely. As it turned out, the ice was a lot thicker than it seemed on the surface. Jim, on the other hand remained kneeling and even though he was almost done shaving off the cold snow-reinforced ice from his body, he dared not move. Before him stood the magnificent snow tiger. Behind him were four loud hunters who cared nothing for his life and would not hesitate to shoot him if they as much as thought he was going to jeopardize their mission. So, what could he do except wait? Jim was really unwilling to die. He was still a virgin.The Snow Tiger definitely did not fancy some hunters ruining his fun hunt. It would have long pounced on the Intruders if it was not feeling wary of those deadly weapons they held. The short, stocky and muscul
"Aaaaaaaaaaarggghh!!" Slim yelled in agonizing pain. The Snow Tiger had suddenly appeared beside him and bitten him across his body length, before he realized it. Blood gushed out from the large tree-sized teeth punctures and Slim's body dried up almost instantly but not a drop of blood touched the snow white ground. All the blood was sucked into the tiger's mouth and then the slim, shrivelled body of the Hunter was swallowed. Just like that. Not chewed, swallowed. As if he were a bitter medicinal tablet. And these series of actions happened in less than five seconds.During that period of time, the three other hunters were stunned, frozen stiff from shock and fear and totally unable to react. They watched the tiger bite and suck their colleague like a fruity juice box before proceeding to devour the body in a single gulp. Only then, did they come back to their senses. Shorty was the first to yell."Oh Sh*t!""F*CK!" The less attractive lady exclaimed next. She rapidly sucked their du
Wilson walked while the still unconscious Jim enjoyed a piggyback ride. Or rather, he pretended to still be unconscious so as to benefit from a free ride on Wilson's surprisingly comfortable back. His well-defined muscles felt like a cushion.For hours, they continued like this. Wilson was not sure if the hunters would be able to take care of the tiger snow, so he would occasionally pick up the pace and run until finally, he was too tired to go on. By this time, it was almost night time. The sun hung, half hidden from their sight, displaying a beautiful blend of various colors. It made the sky and clouds look red, further adding to the unique beauty. The snow had stopped falling about an hour ago."It has been several hours. When do you intend to get off my back." Wilson asked Jim as he stood on a small protruded white rock and watched the sun set."What in the world do you mean?" Jim asked as he tightened his hug with a small smile on his face."Are you trying to sleep on my back?""
Jim went to sleep while Wilson took first watch. He was half filled with the hope that they were going in the right direction, although he could imagine Jim and him going in the same direction without an end to it. The feeling that came with one knowing one was lost was in many ways a terrible feeling. Thankfully, he now has a companion. He looked at the slightly snoring Jim. This was the first 'not so bad' person he had come across in a long while. Wilson sighed as he remembered all the people he had come across in the past unknown number of months and he wondered what had become of them. The scary Old cane lady, aka, Grand Elder and the other elders that wanted him dead because their brainwashing technique had gone wrong somewhere; Ruthless, who Wilson hoped was dead for the good of all of humanity but knew was most probably still alive. After all, even Wilson survived the 'interrupted space jump'; the bald old man, that betrayal bastard, that Wilson accidentally hit and also hoped