The cold wind pummels my body as I traverse through the brutal Arctic Ridge, in search of my target. The winter season has been particularly relentless this year, and it's starting to mess with the monsters in the locale, causing dangerous behavioural shifts between them. I've been tasked to do something about this, in particular, I'm looking out for a specific monster, a large female Gammoth who's been causing problems in the area, and the longer her stampede goes on, the higher the chance of a deadly avalanche. I'm not sure what the guild was thinking, though, sending me alone to calm down this rampaging beast, I don't even have a weapon to help me in case something goes wrong. Regardless, I'm being relied on here, so failure isn't an option.
It's hard to make out anything in the blistering vortex of snow, but it's clear that the everything has fled the area, likely as an attempt to weather the storm that's blowing past. I'm afraid that the storm may be too much for me too, the frostbite is starting to seep in, and I'll have to find cover before I succumb to the elements. While I can't see much, one thing I can see is a cavern up ahead, and even though it'll probably be teeming with monsters, it's my only chance at survival. Slowly trudging over to the cave ahead of me, I can see a silhouette form over the horizon, a large mammoth, with two tusks and a long trunk laying down in the cave, this must be my target...
As I approach the cavern, I can see her better, the Gammoth lays front of me, with her blue and red hair, curled up in a ball, trying to sleep out the winter storm that's battering the environment outside.
The guild must have been exaggerating quite a bit, I can't imagine any way that this gentle giant would be creating chaos up in the mountains, she looks much too calm...
With the monster sleeping in the middle of the cave, it's a bit cramped, but I have no choice here, I need to get inside if I want to survive. I slowly crawl into the cave, but as I try to move around the sleeping mammoth, trying not to disturb her, I accidentally brush past her huge thick legs. My heart sinks into my chest, but looking at the monster, it seems like she didn't notice, still fast asleep as her chest rises and falls. If that didn't wake her up, what will? I'll take my chances, her body heat could keep me warm, and if she doesn't even notice me, I'll be fine, right?
Laying down next to her, I can feel the warmth radiating off of her fur, it feels amazing, like being wrapped in a blanket on a cold night. While I'm getting warmer, I can also smell the scent of the Gammoth, something about her musk has me feeling relaxed and safe. Curled up to this hulking beast, a thought crosses my mind, a frankly unsafe one. My damp clothing isn't helping me cool down at all, so why not...
I slowly undress, hoping not to wake up the sleeping giant, taking off layer after layer of wet clothes, until I'm left in nothing but my underwear. The Gammoth continues to snore peacefully beside me, so I lean over and stick my face into her massive hairy body, pushing my chances even further, perhaps too far. With that, one of her eyes creaks open and looks at me, I can see the dark pupils dilate as she blinks, still half asleep.
Laying against her chest, I can feel her heart rate steadily increase, as if startled and confused about my presence. The sudden motion causes the Gammoth to stir, but she quickly stops moving, sitting straight up and looking at me. As I'm frozen in a state of fear, she starts prodding around my body with her trunk, trying to get a sense of my scent, breathing in and out with her long hairy nose. Finished with her inspection, she wraps her trunk around me, lifting me into the air so she can get a better look, an icicle forming from the drool spilling out of her gob. Gently placing me back down on the snowy floor, I can see a look in her eyes, a look of curiosity, I must be the first human she's ever seen after all.
Before I can do anything, I feel her wet hairy trunk prod me again, this time lower, around my groin, as it slips down my underwear. As she rummages around, the hair on her nose brushes against my now swelling member, which definitely catches her attention as she continues probing. With my underwear crowded to the brim, I feel it tear open, exposing my manhood to the cold winter air, and to her cold stare. My cock is as stiff as a rock right now, and it feels like she can tell, because her long tapered trunk begins teasing me mercilessly, rubbing up and down against my length with its rough surface. As I reach my full length, she effortlessly forces her trunk down over my cock, enveloping it inside the warm cavern of her long nose.
Now slouched against her massive hairy forelegs, I can feel her lean down, engulfing my cock with her hot wet nostrils, she's breathing heavily into my crotch, her breath is hot and humid, like a steamy sauna; her nose is so warm it feels like it's melting into my skin.