It was an arid day in Yosemite Park, the sun beat down on Adam's back as he travelled through the dense forest. Against the advice of the park rangers, he was alone on his trip, and quite far away from the trail. Of course, he knew what he was doing, this wasn't his first time hiking through California after all. This time it was a bit different though, the humidity was normally more manageable and he could feel the sweat starting to pool under his shirt. The brutal temperature had been getting to him for some time now, making it hard to keep up with the pace that he wanted to set. He was parched, and frankly unable to go on much longer without taking a break.
Sitting down on a stump, he took off his backpack and rummaged around inside until he found something to quench his thirst and satiate his hunger. A bottle of water, and a nature bar was enough to last him until he could return to camp.
Not wanting to stay idle in the stale and sticky air for one more second, he got up from his seat and started off on his trail again. An eerie wind blew through the trees above him, causing an undeniable feeling of unease to wash over him. "It's nothing, there's no way any animal would be out and about in this heat." He thought to himself, but still couldn't shake the sensation.
Almost on cue, Adam then heard a loud snarling sound coming from what was likely miles away, and yet it felt like someone or something was right behind him. The hairs stood up along his arms as adrenaline shot through his body, and fear and panic quickly followed. With anxiety swiftly taking over, he decided that the best idea would be to get moving and try to put distance between him and whatever might have made those noises.
His heart pounded as he started sprinting through the forest, his attention focused everywhere but right ahead of him. All sorts of thoughts were racing through his head at once, "What if I'm being hunted? What is chasing me? How will I escape?" His mind was spinning with every possible scenario, when a sharp pain shot up his ankle. In his moment of panic, he had gotten his foot stuck in a tree root, tripping him forward and sending him face-first into the ground. It took all of his strength to stand up, his leg throbbed as he limped further in the forest. It wasn't long until the agony became unbearable, though, prompting him to find somewhere to hide from whatever was chasing him.
Quickly looking around, he had found his spot, a small cave in the side of a rock face. As he slowly staggered inside of the cave entrance, another feeling of unease washed over him. It was almost like there was something inside the cavern with him. Unfortunately, he had no choice here, he couldn't make it far with an injured ankle and had to rest it out before continuing. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he closed his eyes and tried to relax. After a few minutes of much needed relaxation, a loud snarl similar to the noise before reverberated through the cave and Adam woke up with a jolt of energy. Staring at him, blocking the cave exit was a large cougar, her teeth bared, and a potent stench of damp musk emanating from her fur.
"Shit!" He exclaimed, scrambling backwards and attempting to run away, only to fall flat onto his backside. The cougar stepped closer towards him, sniffing the air and growling menacingly, drool spilling from her maw onto the floor.
Adam froze, terrified by the sight before him, his legs shaking uncontrollably as the large feline moved closer. There was nowhere else for him to go, he was trapped in the cave with this beast. His heart thumped in his chest, and he could feel his forehead starting to sweat profusely.
The cougar stayed still, sizing up her prey, her yellow eyes piercing through him. She didn't even flinch when he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Help! Help me!"
Instead, she closed the distance, pouncing on him and pinning him to the floor. Looking down at the predator, Adam noticed something sticky dripping from between her legs, and realized that he'd stumbled upon a female cougar in heat or something. Digging her claws into his arm, she leaned forward and licked at his face, making him gag as a bit of spittle dripped onto his cheek. Her rough tongue pressed against his face, her panting raspy as she breathed heavily into his ear.
Adam struggled to resist, but there was little he could do with the cougar's powerful frame pressing down on top of him. Her tail swished back and forth as she began grinding her groin up against his legs, the fetid smell of her pheromones invading his nose again.
His mind was numb as the cougar continued licking him, pawing at his pants and rubbing herself against his legs, her scent overwhelming his senses. At this point he had fully accepted what the cougar wanted, and that giving in was his best chance of survival.
Slowly moving his hands to his waist, Adam unzipped his already tattered pants, sliding them around his ankles as the cougar sniffed at his crotch with a loud, pleasured moan. Her eyes lit up as his manhood then slipped free of its confines, and before he knew it, she slowly and carefully slid her feline vagina right over his cock. She was much too tight, but