The pack was stirring in their hut long before the sun rose. M'kana could already hear the other girls sliding against each other as her lover's lips slid gently over her mound. M'kana and B'rie had been together a long time, and the dark skinned elf knew every one of M'kana's sensitive spots. M'kana spread her legs slightly and was instantly rewarded with the heat of B'rie's tongue probing her slit. M'kana had fantasized about feeding herself to B'rie before, and indulged the fantasy now as the heat and sensation of the other woman's tongue teased her. The new girl K'tie let out a gasp of orgasm as a new member from another pack, N'lai, scissored her roughly. Seeing the two going at it in the same pose as last night made M'kana wonder if they had ever even slept. T'na, another long time member of M'kana's pack was greedily sucking on the nipples of D'lila, who was lying inverted and returning the favor with gusto. M'kana smiled as her pack bonded. It was important for all of these girls to be one in a fight. To know what each of their bodies was capable of.
 
The sensations of tasting another woman would also make them hungry when the enemy was sighted. The arousal would help any who were not destined to overcome the tribe's foes meet their fate easier as well. Bonding was as important as the initiation. M'kana felt a nip from B'rie's teeth and crested into her first orgasm. With a throaty moan she rolled to engage her longtime lover with some administrations of her own.
 
For the intensity, the session was short. The pack moving through the trees towards the river as before dawn was even peeking over the horizon. N'lai and T'na led them. Both were experienced trackers, and N'lai was especially eager to prove herself to her new pack. The Red haired elf had been the only survivor of an ambush that caught her pack on a deep raid into human territory. As far as M'kana was concerned, returning alone from that deep in the human tribe's patch was proof enough of the brave's skill. The enthusiasm was hard to deny though, and so M'kana would use it. The blue haired T'na was allowing the new member to take the lead and watching carefully for any signs off the trail. M'kana was in the middle of the group, ready to give orders to her two newest braves, while B'rie took up the rear.
Smoke from a human campfire had been seen close to the river, which meant one of two things. The humans were patrolling their side with a force large enough that they didn't care about stealth, or they wanted the elves to think they were doing just that to draw some packs out. M'kana had a hunch that it was the latter, the thought of battle made her a little wet with anticipation. It seemed the bonding had worked its magic on her this morning.
 
She didn't have to wait long. Just as the sun crested the horizon, they bumped into a pack of human tribe scouts moving the opposite way. The human girls gave out their chrill war cries, but M'kana could tell this group did not want to fight in earnest. Humans were magically weaker, and compensated with numbers and hardiness. This group was equal numbers with M'kana's, the elves had the advantage here. The humans would probably try to stun M'kana's pack with their first attack and make a break for it.
 
M'kana looked over the naked skin of the enemy before her and licked her lips as she began chanting a spell into her arrow. It was time for the next step in the endless dance between their two tribes!
 
 
M'kana loosed her arrow as her pack closed in. The obvious leader of the humans reacted quickly, an expert flick of the whip she carried sent M'kana's shot skittering uselessly into the trees. The blonde would be trouble. N'lai seemed to notice this, and closed in to challenge the wily human. M'kana shouted a warning to the younger elf to be careful and focused her attention on another target. B'rie was locking spears with a busty brunette that was giving her some trouble. Both had landed hits with the aphrodisiac laden sponges at the tips of their spears and were panting with the arousal it caused. Most warriors could take multiple touches without succumbing, but a touch to an erogenous zone would induce crippling orgasms. Another human was trying to circle around B'rie. The silver haired human was so focused on her target that she never even saw M'kana's arrow arc into her chest. The spongy tip splattered across the girls nipple, and she collapsed in a quivering fit of arousal. Her cry of orgasm distracted the busty human fighting B'rie enough for the seasoned elf to sneak the tip of her spear in between the other's legs. A husky moan of submission sounded as this human also collapsed into an unstoppable convulsion of pleasure.
 
B'rie was already chanting a shrinking spell to secure the two humans for the pleasure of the tribe as M'kana took stock of the rest of the situation. N'lai, K'tie, D'lila, and T'na were all sparring with individual humans. However the humans didn't seem to be trying to run. This was beyond odd, especially now that the elves had a distinct numerical advantage. A squeal of deseperate delight drew M'kana's eye as she saw the blonde humans whip wrap entirely around N'lai. The young elf's eagerness to prove herself had overmatched her caution, and the red haired girl squirmed in forced ecstasy as the blonde drew her in. Watching this, M'kana knew what was wrong. The humans weren't running because they didn't think they were at a disadvantage! Quickly scanning the trees, M'kana caught movement on both sides. More humans were encircling them. M'kana took a quick look at N'lai, the girl's face was a mixture of despair, and absolute euphoria. The human aphrodisiacs had taken hold, she wouldn't be able to run even if they could get to her. The doomed elf looked M'kana in the eye, and the first brave saw it again. The look of a girl who had not only accepted her fate, but was aroused by the thought of it.
 
M'kana let out a shrill war cry, and the braves in her pack all managed to disengage cleanly. B'rie and D'lila were having trouble running quickly, having taken more than a few doses of aphrodisiac. The group behind them started pursuing, and the ones in the trees dropped all subtlety and began to sprint through the forest to close the gap. The elves ran for their lives, knowing that if they could break through the noose, they would be able to outrun the humans using the secret trails through the forest only they knew. M'kana almost despaired as one human appeared in their path, the human was alone, though, and the petite brunette was quickly overcome as K'tie and T'na both swung their spears. M'kana didn' even have to break stride as she chanted a quick shrinking spell to grab the unfortunate human as she ran.
 
As predicted, the humans fell behind rapidly once the elves were deeper in their territory. M'kana wasn't sure if the group of humans was big or confident enough to go deeper in after them, but she took no chances. Magic concealed their footprints as the pack took refuge in a large nook in the branches of one of the massive forest trees. B'rie and D'lila started masturbating immediately, desperately trying to relieve the need caused by the human spears. M'kana had to admit she was plenty excited herself. She quickly collected the miniaturized humans from her partner and dipped the squealing captives into her pouch of aphrodisiac. The prisoners wailed in erotic torment and thrashed around as M'kana put them into a basket left behind in the elven hideout. Their paralyzing arousal would keep them from trying to escape while the pack took care of their own.
 
M'kana pushed her second brave down, and held the tanned elf's hands at bay for a second. M'kana knew it was cruel, but she just had to see her lover's adorable face as she begged for release. M'kana pressed herself to the other elf and slipped her fingers into the sopping mess of her crotch. D'lila was likewise being double teamed by K'tie and T'na. It was nightfall before the two girls had finally been satisfied. M'kana left K'tie to watch them while T'na and her scouted to make sure the humans hadn't followed them. Once M'kana was sure they were safe, she announced that they would rest here one day before trying to return to the village with one of their prizes.
 
"Only one?" K'tie asked.
 
"Of course, we have two new braves who need to learn what it means to taste victory." M'kana said with a wicked smile as she checked on the helpless shrunken humans.
 
***
 
N'lai took another step towards her doom. She tried to walk tall and proud, as an elven brave should when meeting their fate, but the humans had applied a generous coating of their aphrodisiacs to her thighs in order to keep her from trying to escape. N'lai wasn't even looking for an opportunity to do so, though. Every moment the humans spent taking her back to their village was one they weren't hunting her pack. Her previous pack had fallen to the humans while N'lai had escaped. The elf only saw it as fitting that her life provide the same chance for her new pack. The situation would probably have excited N'lai even without the aphrodisiacs. The hungry stares the humans trained on her were flattering, and laden with promise of what areas they were most interested in tasting.
 
The humans had taken the tip off of her own spear and tied her arms to it, forcing her chest to thrust out. As they reached a human camp, the warriors in attendance licked their lips at the sight of N'lai's erect nipples. N'lai was taken to a stream and bathed while the warriors who had lost some of their own performed some sort of salute to their fallen. After bathing, N'lai was given something to drink by her captors. The liquid had a heady aroma, but went down easily. N'lai could feel the fatigue of fighting and fear melting away as the humans removed her binds. Some small part of N'lai thought it was weird the humans would let her loose, but as they beckoned her to an area of the camp made for food preparation that voice quieted. She was food. Food didn't run. That would be silly.
 
An older human woman began inspecting N'lai's body. N'lai obediently puffed out her chest, spread her legs, and bent over when bidden. A happy smile on her face as she began to wonder how she would taste. Several human cooks began to discuss something in their language, eventually coming to some sort of agreement. N'lai could feel her crotch twinge with anticipation as one of them grabbed a large spit. If other humans hadn't been firmly rubbing sauces into her skin, she would have tried to move towards the large pole. It was nice and thick, and the elf was already desiring the feel of it stretching her open and violating her deepest parts.
 
N'lai didn't have to wait long. The cooks finished applying their sauces to her body and hair, and directed her to lay face down on a bench. A small giggle escaped N'lai's mouth, even as a voice deep inside her consciousness screamed with terror. She lay down on the bench and compliantly held her own buttcheeks apart as the head chef stuffed several vegetables up her rectum. A plug shaped tuber trapped the roughage inside her as the junior chefs handed their chief the spit and held N'lai down.
 
The elf began to orgasm the moment the spit was shoved inside her. The feel of the thickness against the entrance to her womb felt better than anything ever had. The human pushed the spit through, and N'lai began to convulse as her pleasure reached new heights. The humans holding the elf down struggled at their task as the spit passed through into the stomach cavity. N'lai felt no tearing, hearing the human pushing the shaft through her chanting some strange human spell, the spit instead elicited a pleasant warmth and tickling pleasure as it traveled harmlessly through her. Eventually N'lai gave a throaty moan as her chin was forced up and the shaft exited her mouth. The pole was pushed further out, then the humans bound her wrists above her head to the pole, and tied her ankles securely as well.
 
The let N'lai sit and enjoy the deepest penetration a woman could ever know as they stoked the cookfire. Squirming brought N'lai pleasure almost too great to bear as she watched her pyre burn hot. Then she was hoisted as the humans all gathered to watch their dinner cook. The scared voice inside N'lai's head was begging to be spared the flame, but now sounded insincere. If being spitted felt so good, would cooking feel even better?
 
It did.
 
The flames didn't sear her skin with pain, but the most wonderful caresses as she was turned over the heat. As her skin browned and tightened, N'lai could feel the vegetables inside her begin to cook, releasing juices inside her that sizzled so pleasantly in her gut. Human magic kept her alive as the tribe watched with hungry eyes. Their gazes drove N'lai's pleasure higher, as she heard their chatter over the fire's angry sputters whenever drips from the elf's slit hit the flames. The flames died down, but N'lai was still trapped within the meal on the spit as the cook began slicing pieces off for the humans meal. Even though the elf couldn't move, she could feel every piece of her hitting the tongues of her one time enemies. As the humans ate, the consciousness of the elf dissipated. Her bravery, will, desires all becoming just as much a part of the feasting humas as the flesh.