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It had been ridiculously easy to find the lost temple, there had been an animal trail right up to it! She now understood why none of the other expeditions had been unable to find it, they didn't have a woman in their party. That was what the temple had been waiting for.

They had been there only a few hours when Professor Robinson got bit by a nasty bug which quickly became infected. Their guide took him back to their base camp while she worked on translating the writings and pictographs on the walls.

The rest of the team should have arrived by now as the sun was getting low and that was when she discovered the clear trail through the jungle was gone. It must be the fading light or her imagination.

She broke out the few camping supplies she had with her and bedded down for the night. She was awoke to the sense of something in the temple with her and a most curious burning in her body she needed sex like she had never felt before.

A shadowy slowly moved towards her, she could barely make out it's masculine form. She gasped as it turned and for just a moment she could make out it's jaguar head. It was the Jaguar God pictured on the temple. It purred as it rubbed against her body in the sleeping bag. Despite her fear she opened the covers and welcomed his body.

Soon he was entering her and thrusting again and again as if trying to merge with her. She grabbed handfuls of fur on his back trying to pull him closer. She had lost count of the number of times she had came when he exploded into her. It was like no orgasm she had ever felt from a guy before, he just kept pumping and pumping. In fact she quickly felt bloated with his seed and in moments felt like a water balloon about to burst!

He cuddled with her afterwards gently rubbing her seed swollen belly easing the ache. She didn't know why it didn't gush out of her.

When she woke in the morning all that remained of him was some tufts of fur and a still bulging tummy. She dressed determined to return to find out why the others hadn't returned yet and discovered it wasn't just her belly that was bulging. Her bra was too snug and her pants didn't want go up easily.

The trail to the temple was completely gone even in the morning light and the jungle was as thick as could be. She was sure she had been going in a straight line to the camp, but she kept coming back to the temple. Hot, tired and exhausted she went in to get out of the sun and found fresh fruit, cooked meat dishes, bread, and wonders of all wonders several glass jugs of ice water.

She ate, rested and then returned to the frustration of trying to find her way back to base camp. Come night fall she returned to the temple and another night of passion with the Jaguar God.

Come morning their was no doubt that she was pregnant, she looked six months along and every so often something moved in her womb. Her bra was a lost cause, she had always been modestly breasted but over night they had swelled to the size of a large grapefruit.

Again there was food laid out for her.

This became the cycle of her days, awake impossibly larger than the day before. She had given up on walking out and did her best to translate the walls. The spend the night with her horny furry god. Now watching the sun rise above the jungle she wondered how many more kittens he could pump into her before she exploded.

Description

It had been ridiculously easy to find the lost temple, there had been an animal trail right up to it! She now understood why none of the other expeditions had been unable to find it, they didn't have a woman in their party. That was what the temple had been waiting for.

They had been there only a few hours when Professor Robinson got bit by a nasty bug which quickly became infected. Their guide took him back to their base camp while she worked on translating the writings and pictographs on the walls.

The rest of the team should have arrived by now as the sun was getting low and that was when she discovered the clear trail through the jungle was gone. It must be the fading light or her imagination.

She broke out the few camping supplies she had with her and bedded down for the night. She was awoke to the sense of something in the temple with her and a most curious burning in her body she needed sex like she had never felt before.

A shadowy slowly moved towards her, she could barely make out it's masculine form. She gasped as it turned and for just a moment she could make out it's jaguar head. It was the Jaguar God pictured on the temple. It purred as it rubbed against her body in the sleeping bag. Despite her fear she opened the covers and welcomed his body.

Soon he was entering her and thrusting again and again as if trying to merge with her. She grabbed handfuls of fur on his back trying to pull him closer. She had lost count of the number of times she had came when he exploded into her. It was like no orgasm she had ever felt from a guy before, he just kept pumping and pumping. In fact she quickly felt bloated with his seed and in moments felt like a water balloon about to burst!

He cuddled with her afterwards gently rubbing her seed swollen belly easing the ache. She didn't know why it didn't gush out of her.

When she woke in the morning all that remained of him was some tufts of fur and a still bulging tummy. She dressed determined to return to find out why the others hadn't returned yet and discovered it wasn't just her belly that was bulging. Her bra was too snug and her pants didn't want go up easily.

The trail to the temple was completely gone even in the morning light and the jungle was as thick as could be. She was sure she had been going in a straight line to the camp, but she kept coming back to the temple. Hot, tired and exhausted she went in to get out of the sun and found fresh fruit, cooked meat dishes, bread, and wonders of all wonders several glass jugs of ice water.

She ate, rested and then returned to the frustration of trying to find her way back to base camp. Come night fall she returned to the temple and another night of passion with the Jaguar God.

Come morning their was no doubt that she was pregnant, she looked six months along and every so often something moved in her womb. Her bra was a lost cause, she had always been modestly breasted but over night they had swelled to the size of a large grapefruit.

Again there was food laid out for her.

This became the cycle of her days, awake impossibly larger than the day before. She had given up on walking out and did her best to translate the walls. The spend the night with her horny furry god. Now watching the sun rise above the jungle she wondered how many more kittens he could pump into her before she exploded.