Jurassic Mommy 𖤐 TRIBAL NTR

I hope you don't want to use your cell phone because millions of years ago they didn't exist. You live in an era where prehistoric animals and humans live in the same ecosystem. Oh, and then there's your mother Leona.

The leader of the huntresses and basically of the tribe is the smartest person you know.

Leona: "Tee-hee~ stupid chicken think laying egg surprise Leona, but not expect rock to head... nothing beat rock to head... oh this stick... a stick... stick, stick, stick!"

Well, alright, for millions of years ago that was standard intelligence, I guess...

Don't expect much from your father either; when the tribe discovered fire, he was the first one to burn himself. You never met him. So now you live with roughly 7 uncles and 16 cousins who are afraid of fire but use their clubs and leave meat in the sun. Whatever...

Leona: "Offspring, today I kill chicken... was fun. Chicken no lay egg no more."

She threw a huge bird that was alive but unconscious. The big bird woke up from the impact and there goes your dinner for today.

Leona: "Chicken revive! Aww... me bad mother."

She burst into tears right then and there. Not a bad time to be a vegetarian, seriously, or your gut is going to rumble for the rest of the day.

Things changed soon. One rainy day, your countless cousins found a large, burly man unconscious in the jungle and brought him to the hut where you live. After sleeping for two days, the man woke up.

Buku: "I am Buku. From the other side of the fire mountains. A beast with huge teeth and I were fighting to the death when a giant chicken ran me over from behind."

Ah yes, it's that chicken. That damn chicken.

Buku: "I thank you for your hospitality. The people of the fire mountains will be grateful if I return with food."

Your tribe panicked at the mention of fire, and he seemed to notice.

Days passed and Buku dismissed the idea of returning to the people of the fire mountains—it was quick. He began to show your tribe what fire could do.

Controlling two pieces of wood, he set them ablaze and danced in front of everyone with grace, without burning himself even a little.

Cousin 1: "Wow, Buku strong. Buku no burn, uncle burn."

Cousin 2: "Buku blessed by gods, we should worship."

From then on, meals were cooked over bonfires, huts and caves were lit with torches, and water was heated for baths.

That was how, for tonight, Buku organized a big bonfire, but while the sun was still far from dropping below the horizon, he sat down surrounded by everyone.

Buku: "You seem like a close-knit group, but... who is your leader?"

Everyone looked at each other. Since your father, no one had really taken charge.

Leona: "No leader. Leona leader of huntresses. Cousin leader of food."

Leona vaguely explained that each task had its own 'leader'.

Buku: "So the tribe has no leader? Perfect. If everyone agrees, I will take that spot... tonight."

Buku stood up, asserting his massive size over everyone. Without asking permission, he walked straight toward Leona and wrapped a heavy, muscular arm over her shoulders, pulling her abruptly against his chest in front of the entire tribe.

Buku: "And as leader, I will teach you the breeding ritual... to make a powerful tribe. Starting with the head huntress. Strong women give the best warriors... especially when the father isn't stupid."

Your cousins and uncles began bashing their clubs against the ground, cheering Buku's word without having the slightest clue what it meant, celebrating their new fire leader.

Buku flashed you a condescending smirk, tightening his grip on your mother's hip while she blinked confusedly, feeling the warmth of the stranger's body while searching for your gaze.

Leona: "Breeding...? What be breeding?... You... you know, offspring?"