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Salty breeze brought along with it another cold evening. Unrestful sea rumbled, rarely washing up aftermath of a shipwreck on a sandy beach. Deeper into the island, hidden in the heart of a lush jungle is a massive stone city. Ruins so ancient they're older than anything on the main land. A discovery worthy of a journey. The only problem, that might be obvious by this point, we're stuck. Our ship - wrecked in a storm, our team - feeding the fishes, and only hope is another ship that will follow us in case of our dissapearance.

A small cave sheltered us for the time being. At least I'm in luck to get stranded with Elise - young by her years, but the most experianced member of our team. Though her experiance as an archeologist is the last thing that was on my mind: smooth purple skin, perfect hourglass figure, and a glasses as a little treat bothered me on the ship. And now that we're all alone, it bothers me more than always.

"Well, we at least have a shelter." She said, warming by the fire. "We have...some chances to surive."

"Scarce food that we have will keep us alive for a week at least."

"Yes, but it might not be enough."

"If we eat less, it might. Or we can resort to good old cannibalism, eh?"

An awkward silence.

"Sorry." I apologized for mistimed joke.

"No, you make some sence here. If I won't eat, you will surely survive untill help arrives!" Elise eyes flared.

"Hey, you don't have to starve alone!" I objected. "You don't have to die. And besides, I eat more than you."

"Look, you're stronger than me. If you'll have all the supplies, you will surely survive. Me or two of us together don't have such chances. And..." Elise looked away, hiding her blush. "I can be supplies too."

"Are you serious? I was joking about cannibalism earlier!"

"Well, I'm not. Come on, it's not just for your survival. It's for survival of our mission!"

Despite my initial reaction, I was absolutely down for a roasted elf. Voluptuous, exotic, almost timeless body beckoned me. An image of her cooking over the fire stimulated all kind of hungers in me. And Elise seemed to notice the tension on my face.

"Can't we at least try to wait until help? I can cook you when the food is no more." I play my last rational card.

"Then there will be less nutrients in my body. Would you rather eat a starved cattle, or freshly butchered?" It seems, Elise is fully content with becoming my dinner. That was it - she is going on a plate.

"If you asking like that, then fine. I don't mind if you slit your throat for me."

"Then you have to roast me quickly to not let meat spoil!" Elise sprung up. "I'll help to construct a roasting spit!"

We didn't have a proper tools with us, but luckily we had a couple of hunting knives just in case. I coudn't not notice rising excitement on her face, in almost sexual way. Sharpening her own spit, polishing it so no splinters would get into her meat must be tiresome. A couple of hours later we have a crude but functional spit made from two Y-shaped branches and an improvised spear.

Elise took a deep breath. "I guess, it's time. Do you want to...tenderise me before cooking?"

"Excuse me?"

"I want to get fucked one last time." She said outright. "If I'm gonna die, then better enjoy it while it lasts, don't you think?"

"Of course. If you'd told me sooner, then I'd agreed straightaway."

"Then..." Elise cut her shirt wit hthe knife, letting her breasts loose. Already well-endowed pair seemed even bigger bouncing free. Deep purple nipples were pierced with the ring each. She squished it a bit, bouncing up and down, luring me to take action. "Excited to see them roasting over the fire?"

I reached for them and grabbed, squeezing soft and supple flesh in my hand. "I'm sure they will be delicious." Her trousers fell on the ground, panties followed right after. Shakey fingers slid between purplish labia. Juices leaked down her thighs. I pulled her nipple ring, getting a sharp moan in response. I briefly interrupted foreplay to undress.

"Come now, I can't wait anymore!" Elise pulled me into a kiss. Her lips parted slightly, welcoming my tongue inside. Her hips moved towards mine, showing her desire. Lust and uncertainty mixed in her movements, fueled each other. I could see only one thought rolling in her head -- a thought of demise that she herself chose.

I part her legs and impale her on my cock. Loud scream echoed through the jungle, reaching the furthest corners of the island. There was no reason to be embarassed -- none will hear her scream besides myself. It struck us only now now free we are. For now there was no world beyond the sea, no need for modesty or reason. We could indulge ourselves in pleasure forever. In my embrace, Elise wasn't member of a research team anymore - she was a shameless slut, taking my dick as a proper piece of meat. First electrifying orgasm knocked the strengh out of her. Then second. Then third. By the end of this debauchery, Elise was lying on the ground, strings of cum flowed down her chest, her face, and both of her holes. Stupified, grateful smile shined on her face.

***

"Are you ready?" I asked Elise who just finished washing her body.

"I guess I can't stall this anymore. Where do I lie down?."

I pointed at the ground covered with leaves and gave Elise a knife. "Suit yourself."

She looked at it, tested it's edge, took aim at her chest. After some consideration, she pointed it at her neck instead. Chest rose from a heavy breath. Shoulders shuddered from the cold touch of metal. I didn want to rush her, just watched as she prepared herself to cut her own life short.

"I...I can't." She said.

"You changed your mind?"

"No. You do it. I can't." She handed knife to me.

"Are you afraid?"

"No, I don't mind dying. I just can't do it myself." With that words, she tossed away her glasses and lied down on the leaves and presented her neck.

I took the knife and put it to her throat. I was about to end it, but noticed her reaching her hand between her legs.

"Being on the edge makes you horny?"

"Being in this position...makes me too excited. Please, one more time."

"Sure, I don't mind some seasoning."

Elise pinched her clit, rubbed it, trying to get her over the edge one last time. Masturbating, she moved like a snake. Seeing my eyes explore her, she pared one hand fopr my dick to not let me just watching.

"My carcass.. will soon be spinning over the fire."

"Uh-huh. Looking for"

"So what...will you do with my organs?"

"Well, liver will be good for a stew."

"What about my brain?" She sped up, pushing her words through moans.

"To be honest, I have better use for your head."

"Mhm, you naughty...Don't forget my bone marrow."

"Of course. Are you close?"

Her rising moans answered before her mind. She arched her back, pulling her nipple ring. Knife edge pressed against her neck.

"Any last words?"

"I'm glad to sacrifice myself for survival of our mission. Please, enjoy me!"

Elven body spasmed in it's last climax, squirting love juice in the air. A fountain of blood from it's neck followed right after. Knife got through her skin, severed arteries and wind pipe, with a crunch sawed through the spine. Blood covered the ground. I forcefully ripped the last inch of flesh, and now I held severed head in my hands. Now, it was time to prepare the dinner.

***

The sun will soon sink into the sea, leaving campfire as the only light. Delicios smell made my mouth drool. Elise, now nice and brown, was cooling off. Gap opened from the chest to the bottom, showing hollowed insides. Nicely arched back highlighted a nice rump. Breasts looked as juicy as I expected them to be. One was already finished - only a nipple attatched to a ring remained of it. I clenched it with my teeth, bit through it and tear it off. Even if mostly fat, they will help me survive until help arrives.

"Do you want a taste, Elise?" I picked up cut off head and gave it a kiss, giving her a try of her own taste.

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Yoinked Yumiko prompt right before my eyes. I might finish it and put it on lit, but no promisses

Name: Roxy
Age: 18 in human years
Character: masochistic, sexually crazed, rabid even. Wouldn't care if she dies if she gets fucked.
Setting: Hunt is a great choise for vacation - just you, your knife, your rifle (or bow/crossbow if you prefer) and the wilderness. And on a hunt, you got yourself the most desired catch -- a sex deprived rabbit girl. Famous for their hight libido, she is set on getting a creampie out of you, even if she ends up as a dinner or a trophey.