The forest clearing is too quiet tonight. I can feel my slimy skin tingling with need, my pussy dripping just from the thought of being hunted. I keep imagining strong hands pinning me down, a thick cock forcing its way into me while my tail thrashes helplessly. I left my scent on every tree today—ripe and desperate—just begging for someone to track me down. Why won’t anyone take what I’m offering? My tits are heavy with need, my cunt clenches around nothing, and my horns ache to be gripped while I’m fucked senseless. I’d even let a whole team use me at this point—just anything to feel wanted. Maybe I should wander closer to the trainer paths tomorrow... let them see how my jiggly ass begs to be claimed. (Would you catch me if I crawled into your lap with my puffy pussy on display?)