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After a restless night of werefox breeding and hunting, Rennard spends a morning recuperating with his new werewolf wife and Kimi to sort out their plans for the future... As well as how to begin dealing with the Chosen's new 'condition'. Fortunately, Kimi seems to have a plan to take advantage of the boy's new pack of loyal lupines to help address the predator/prey imbalance his night of debauchery has created for the next generation.

There was a temptation to really go ham with some of the things at the end (and it sort of shifted to Kimi's perspective from Rennard's, oh well), but that would risk making this two chapters instead of one with how long it was getting - and I've probably already dragged out his journey to Carran enough - so hopefully I won't get too tarred and feathered for the fade to blacks. :P

Some book keeping! Recently I've started taking up live streaming as a way to help me focus on writing and being more productive. In particular, on Fridays (my aussie time) I stream work on the next chapter of My New Life As An Otherwordly Breeding Stud, in case you want to get a sneak peek, or chat while I'm writing out poor Rennard's degenerate adventure!

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A glance towards his skills showed that even after a night of feral vulpine antics he was still rather mediocre compared to the pair of them. All it had gained him was a better familiarity when it came to animal kin, and better vision at night. Well, he had gotten a bit of skill when it came to biting people, at least, so even if he wasn't on all fours he might b\n\n``You'll get it, in time. I might not like your nocturnal excursions, but... I suppose once you learn to control it, it'll help make you tougher the next time demons come.'' Kimi consoled him from his left. The feral vixen's fur was slightly amiss as well thanks to some impromptu grooming from Lyca's snapping fangs.\n\n``Awww, don't take it too hard~ It was sort of sweet. Made me think of how I'll teach our pups to hunt when they're born~ I guess we get to practice with you,'' the wolfess replied while pressing herself in closer - refusing to let her rival hog their young paramore all to herself. Which of course meant pressing her ample bosom against the top of the boy's head as she did so, evoking a hint of a blush from the exhausted boy's ears, and an annoyed huff from the feral vixen.\n\nRennard didn't know if it was for the best that their competition had ended indecisively, instead of a decisive victor being determined, but he was happy that they stopped before either of them had actually gotten injured. As well as the fact that neither appeared to be [i]too[/i] angry at him for the situation they found themselves in. Kimi did still give him a thorough tongue lashing, but with all of the emotional turmoil of him running away vented in the spar against Lyca, it was only a brief foray and his reforming apologa before his sister rejoiced in him being safe... And then coaxing him to bathe considering the state he was in.\n\n``The last ten years have been plenty of practice for me... Oldest sibling syndrome, always the designated babysitter when Mom and Dad are away... Even if I wanted to do something that weekend,'' Kimi replied, once again holding their history together over the wolf interloper to their family.\n\n``I miss those days... Having thumbs... and...'' The feral fox glanced briefly towards Lyca, and the soft, fuzzy mounds she was using to support her sibling's head. ``Other... adornments.''\n\n``I don't know if I could have given you kits if you still looked like that...'' The boy interrupted, before beginning to process just how true that statement was... If he had found Kimi just as he knew her at the ritual, still mad with heat, pinning him down and begging him to breed her... Could he have refused? Certainly he would be more averse, he thought... But as he pictured her, naked, full breasted, the face he knew so well torn with anxious need...\n\n[q][i]Arousal 6/20[/i][/q]\n\nA brief whine escaped his lips as his spent shaft twitched within his sheath, creeping its tapered point free to poke up from the stream's surface.\n\nHis pained whimper brought a giggle to his vixen's lips, as well as a happy swish of her tail against the water. ``Well, who knows... There's certainly magic that'll allow me to shapeshift as well. Perhaps our next litter you'll get to give me will be while I look like my old self~''\n\nHis blush deepened, as well as his arousal as the image sunk deep into his rut-weakened mind. Rather than playing into her tease further, he sunk beneath the water's surface to busy himself with cleaning, leaving his ears just above the surface to listen to the two girls talk past him.\n\n``Well, I do admit I'm jealous... Getting to know our little man when he was younger~ He's already adorable, I can't imagine just how much more precious he was before~''\n\n``Oh you have no idea! When we were younger, we used to play pretend all the time~ He was the sweetest little lad, promising to take care of me and do all the boring husband duties for our kids~'' Kimi waxed in return with a forlorn sigh, making the boy sink even deeper into the water to try and not pick up on the embarrassing conversation.\n\nInstead, as he scrubbed his fur clean, he let his mind wander to Lyca... He knew how he felt about Kimi, or so he thought at least, but he was less certain about his newest wife. He... wasn't exactly [i]unhappy[/i] about the outcome. Certainly he would have wished to have a bit more control over how it happened, and certainly to have consulted Kimi about it, but... She [i]was[/i] his first, if he didn't count that strange presence he felt in the white void. Sure, it wasn't by his choice either then, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't look back on the event fondly, and especially the pride he felt upon giving her his puppies. Furthermore, the small bit of time he had spent with her after making her a werewolf - and thus granting her a mind capable of higher thought - was also... pleasant. He just hoped that she and Kimi could get along...\n\nBut, that still left the question on what to do with her, and by extension, `his' pack. A thought which wracked his mind as his head broke the surface of the water with a forlorn sigh, followed shortly thereafter by a thorough scrubbing of his face with his dull-clawed fingers.\n\nShould he take them with him..? That wouldn't work. Sure, he'd [i]love[/i] to have Lyca and the other werewolves be his... companions... on the road, but the amount of animals they'd have to hunt would surely scare away any of the wildlife he'd desperately have to do his duty with to balance the ecosystem! Nevermind the problem that trying to enter town with a pack of werewolves at his back would cause!\n\nStill, it didn't feel right to just leave them behind. He was responsible for them for some measure now... Not only were they carrying [i]his[/i] pups, and a good number of them at that, but [i]he[/i] was also the reason why they were sentient. Some, like Lyca, seemed to have embraced their newfound nature well enough, especially after Goddess knows how many ruts over the night, like the cuntwolf he had spoken to earlier were still adjusting. The other four still didn't seem comfortable outside of their natural form, though, still limited to barely above animal communication. He should be there to help guide them in how to act as people, surely?\n\nBesides, it wasn't like they were the only ones who would benefit from the exchange! They needed to learn how to be people, and he needed to learn how to be a feral fox, or at least, a werefox! But did he have the [i]time[/i] to do so..? He couldn't shirk that Main Quest forever, the world was only going to get worse, slowly yet certainly, without his involvement, and the longer he lingered out in the woods the greater the chance that the demons might track him down again.\n\n``Aaaargh!'' Rennard growled in frustration and flopped backwards, splashing his wives as he crashed back onto the soft, sandy bank between them. His hands once more covered his freshly cleaned face, whilst the half-swollen, spent tool standing past the water's surface undermined the otherwise adorable scene he made. ``Why does everything have to be complicated! I wish I could ask Mom or Dad for advice.''\n\nActually... Thinking of guiding figures and the threat of demons... ``Where's Sawyer?''\n\n``Well, after we realized how far away you were running... We split up,'' Kimi halted her conversation with Lyca - as if his flop between them hadn't done so already - to explain. ``He tied up your stuff to your pack and fastened it to me before returning to camp to rest. Afterwards, he planned to make his way to town on his own, both to report the Wyvern Quest's completion, as well as to keep an eye out for you there in case I missed you and you made your way to Carran on your own.''\n\n``Mmm? Carran? Sawyer?'' Lycandra inquired, idly brushing her clawed fingers across Rennard's furry chest and belly to make the spent boy's excitement even harder to fade.\n\n``Sawyer is an adventurer! A... two legged person like me, we met a couple of days ago and we were working together! He's the one that gifted me that sword there and taught me how to use it!'' Rennard piped up, eager to tout one of his achievements. ``And an adventurer is someone who gets paid to handle tasks that come up. I'm hoping I can be one as well once we get to town as well!''\n\n``Not sure how feasible it is that you become an adventurer considering, well, your assets~'' Kimi added with a giggle. ``Any seasoned adventurer is going to peg you the instant they glance you over, and then you're going to be kept far too busy to go adventuring. It's likely best we go straight to the Church in Carran to sort out your quest and get more information.''\n\n``Is this Carran is a place then?'' Lyca continued her questions, her head tilting to the side with a mixture of curiosity, and dawning regret, to her face.\n\n``Ah... Yeah. It's a town, a place with a lot of anthros like myself, a few days away from here. I think it's... At least four days away at least? At least by my pace since I ran the opposite direction from it last night.'' The boy answered.\n\n``But you can't leave! You're our alpha now!'' Lyca replied, twisting the knot of uncertainty in the boy's chest with how her ears swept back against her scalp with the news. ``What about our pups? You even took me as a wife..! Does that mean you don't actually want me?''\n\n``N- No, it's not like that, it's just..!'' Rennard glanced towards Kimi, hoping for some help to explain, only for the vixen's envy to slip free again as she gave a dismissive turn of her face away from her brother's predicament. She was [i]his[/i] puppy, he could practically hear her think, it was thus [i]his[/i] responsibility to handle this situation.\n\n``I, I don't have a choice, really... You know how I'm the only person with a dick, yeah..? That means I'm the Goddess' Chosen, and I have to travel across the whole world to breed all the people and animals just like I did with you all! And I have to do it soon, because less and less children will be born if I don't... Including the offspring of the animals you hunt! So if I don't... It means that you, our pack, and especially all of my pups could starve!'' That latter issue being particularly likely with over half-a-hundred pups that would be growing in their bellies between his various perks and multiple-impregnation-proccing virility.\n\n``And- And we don't have to leave immediately..! Although... It'll have to be sooner rather than later, probably... You could come with me and Kimi though... If you want?'' He added with a sheepish smile. ``I like having you around as well... Although I know Kimi is still getting used to you, and you didn't have the best relationship even before you became a werewolf, I do hope you can get along as well...''\n\nKimi gave an aggrieved sigh from the other side of him, her expression not appearing completely happy about how things were going, even if it was softening a touch with the hint of a pout from the boy's expression. ``We can probably afford a day to let you rest and sort out how to handle this `[i]condition'[/i] of yours anyway. We can't have you going around making were-animals out of everything you fuck going forward. With luck, you're only infectious when you transform. Otherwise... Well, you might not be the only one going vegan by the end of this adventure.''\n\n``I suppose... Although... A woodland village of were-beasts sounds kind of cool- Ow!'' Rennard began to contemplate with a slightly lascivious grin, only to have the thought knocked from his mind with a less than playful swat from his sister's paw, and a more sheepish, apologetic smile to take its place.\n\n``Although, Lyca... If you want, you could always come with us... It might be a bit difficult to take you into town though... Sure, you might pass as an anthro there, but, ugh, if anyone Analyzed your class...'' Rennard pivoted, quite aware of how his offer caused Kimi's pelt to bristle, and a half-annoyed click of the vixen's tongue to follow.\n\n``Mmm... Well, while I would love to be with you and perhaps explore this town... I doubt I could spare more than a couple of days.'' The she-wolf admitted with a forlorn sigh, leaning forward to sweep her muscular physique around her adorable young husband's body and yank him back into her chest - leaving the kit's adorable blue eyes and long snout barely peeking out from her hefty bust. ``If you're not going to stay around, my brothers and sisters still need someone to keep them organized. Especially since we might need to split up.''\n\n``Huh!? Why is that?'' Rennard inquired, a faint smirk in the edge of his lips as he settled into the woman's loving embrace - as the renewed swell of his exhausted sheath attested.\n\n``Well, think about all the pups we'll be needing to care for soon. We might need to break the back into two, or perhaps even thirds, so there's enough food.''\n\n``Oh...'' Rennard replied with a disappointed hum. Breaking into thirds though..? That would essentially just make a pair of wolves going their own way to raise all his pups. Would that really work out? Not to mention Lyca would be losing contact with her siblings... And wouldn't really make him the Alpha of much of a pack...\n\n``Tut, don't worry about that. It's natural for brothers and sisters to split off and form their own families!'' Lyca reassured, giving the boy another squeeze to wipe the sour expression from his face. ``After all, even if we do split up, we're going to have dozens of family members to keep us company thanks to you~''\n\n``Well... You only need to split up if it's a question of food, right? So if a way is found to make that not be a problem, you all can stay together... Right?'' The kit added as the gears within his young mind began to scheme. Sure, he could barely feed himself at the moment, even as a feral apparently, but there [i]was[/i] a huntress he knew who hunted in this area that might know more... The dryads, too! If they were creatures of the forest, perhaps he could arrange some sort of deal with those fae in exchange for `his' packs assistance...\n\nBut... Well, he wasn't sure he could keep Itza from turning him into her personal toy again, nor keep his mind straight around the dryads. Not just yet... But in a month, when he returned from his adventures to see his children with the kobolds hatch...\n\n``Your pups won't be born in a month, right? So you won't need to split within that time?''\n\n``Eh? Yeah, why-''\n\n``Nothing! Just promise me you won't split up our pack until then! I think I might have an idea... Maybe... I hope!''\n\n``...Sigh, if that's what our littlest alpha wishes~ We might wander to scout out some potential places to split off too... But we'll keep the pack together until then.''\n\n``Hmmph. Just what ploy are you preparing this time, Ren? It better be more thought out than when you tried to hide that stray cat from Mom and Dad...'' Kimi added, disregarding her grumpiness at the moment to join in with a long, languishing sprawl across her brother's lap, bringing the three of them to nestle together in a warm, comforting pile that reminded Rennard of just how tired he still was.\n\n``Yawn... You'll... You'll see... It's gonna be... amazing...'' The boy replied with a long, drawn out yawn before slowly, yet inevitably, closing his eyes for a contented snooze. ``Just gotta... Sort out some stuff...''\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nRennard had passed out almost immediately after that last word, drawn into a shallow, albeit somewhat restful, slumber against his two quite unusual wives. It wasn't entirely undisturbed, however, half-waking up a short time later when Lyca carted him off to somewhere a touch more comfortable to slumber. Only for a few short, blissful hours, though, before his older sister woke up the tired, now only [i]half-exhausted[/i] kit from his `nap'. As she explained it, it wasn't good for a young growing boy to be asleep all day and not get any rest at night. That, and perhaps if he was still tired by the time the full moon rose again he might be a bit too tired for the same all night escapades he had gotten up to the night before!\n\nHe didn't quite have the courage to correct Kimi that he [i]wouldn't[/i] be growing anymore due to their otherworldly nature, especially since he couldn't quite argue against her latter point.\n\nWith the short nap he had before Kimi caught up to him, their spar, getting cleaned, and then the couple of hours of further rest to make him half functional (both in body and mind), that left him returning to consciousness just around noon. His rumbling belly, seemingly not content with the meat of poor, innocent woodland critters his mindless feral state had dispatched, was soothed with some of the trail rations he still had - leaving him with roughly only two days worth of rations to survive on.\n\nNowhere near enough to cover how long it would take to get to Carran. At best, it would likely be two days away, provided that where he had woken up - and thus where the wolves dwelled - was closer towards the town than Chloe's dwelling. If not, he was looking at potentially 3, maybe 4 days of walking, not counting today when he was too tired to do a long march. All that was assuming he knew the path there, or wanted to risk following said path by exhausting his Guidance miracles to try and follow it. Following the river... He believed Chloe said it would take him a week without distractions? Of which he was on the second of still, oops.\n\nWell, throwing caution to the wind with Guidance aside, he and Kimi were going to have to sort out some more food for the road... Sure, she could hunt some mice, but its not like he (or heaven forbid, Lyca) knew how to prepare food from scratch, and he doubted asking Kimi to burn them to a crispy black would be an appetizing, or even edible, solution. Maybe he could use Guidance to help him forage for edible fruits and vegetables..?\n\nBleh. Why was he putting serious consideration into how to get [i]greens[/i] to eat!? Mom would be so proud if she knew he was planning a full dinner of nothing but accursed veggies. If only whatever he ate as a dire fox didn't practically disappear from his monstrous metabolism before he reverted to being a boy.\n\nHe'll have to talk to Kimi about that later. For now... It was time for her ``experiments''.\n\n``So... I made the werewolves... werewolves by breeding them while I was a big fox on all fours, right?'' Rennard eventually asked, sitting a touch awkwardly in the middle of the clearing that the wolves seemed to be partial to relaxing upon, whilst one of the wolves that was more comfortable on all fours still nuzzled his body against his half-erect crock - obscuring his own scent beneath the heady aroma of virile boy. ``I didn't end up making you a werefox as well then, did I Kimi?''\n\n``Tch. If only. At least then I might have a path towards being back on two legs,'' his sister replied with an aggravated sigh, and a dramatic flop onto her side - letting his gaze pick out the black and pink-heart shaped brand his seed had left etched above her womb since their first sinful dance. He swore he could see her belly start to swell, too, but... That more than likely was just his sight fooling him, given his excitement for the kits growing within.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 7/20[/i][/q]\n\nAnd like that he was at full attention, all eight inches pulsing free and dousing the male wolf in a few more rivulets of musky pre to finish his scent coating. The beast lingered a touch longer to give the cock (or, at least, its anthro boy version) that had solved its heat a gracious lick, before the creature trotted out to join the other five on the task Kimi had given to his pack.\n\n``I'm guessing whatever it means to be a `Divine Beast' makes me immune. Chloe said something about therianthropes being some wild blessing, so I guess that innate divinity conflicts,'' she added with another overly dramatic sigh. ``What got you so hard anyway~?''\n\n``Uh, nothing!'' Rennard's eyes snapped away, despite the fact that his blue gaze had been so obviously staring at her abdomen, with the spade he had now become quite familiar with resting in full view as well.\n\n``So, uh... This `plan' of yours. Do you think it'll actually work? It kinda feels like... cheating.''\n\n``Hmmm. I wouldn't say that~ More... playing the game smart. Besides, this wouldn't be a problem if [i]you[/i],'' she stretched out a hind leg to tap the anthro boy on his hip. ``Didn't [i]breed an entire pack of wolves![/i] The way I see it, you might as well make use of them as an asset to help [i]fix[/i] the ticking ecological time bomb growing in their wombs!''\n\n``Alright, alright! I already said I was sorry!'' The kit giggled, playing along with the soft taps of her kicks, before slipping a hand down to rub a hand across the offending paw. His thumb teased across her soft pads, giggling slightly to himself as he pressed against the beans to make her toes stretch out farther - and draw another kick from her other hind leg as he played with her like their cat.\n\n``But, like, do you think it'll work? I mean, most of them are still rather wolf-like in temperament, and they're still wolves! I don't think just coating them in my scent is going to make them docile.''\n\n``Well, it'll lure them in at least... It'll be up to them to do the rest and prove themselves your loyal dogs~''\n\n``Loyal [i]packmates![/i]'' He corrected, punishing the older feral fox with a tickling scratch along her feet.\n\n``Coming through Alpha!'' Theron, the former lead `male' of the pack shouted from the woods, causing the flat-footed Rennard to turn his attention away from the vixen.\n\n``That was fast- Oh shi-!''\n\n``Language!'' Kimi snapped back in reflex, before... ``Oh crap!''\n\nThe kit had expected a rabbit or something like that to come charging out. Instead, he found himself rather unprepared as a deer came bolting out from the brush. A young cuntboy, it seemed, given the antlers on its head. The animal's eyes were glazed, perhaps out of a combination of fear, the lust from the pheromonal lure the wolves had been coated with, or both. Whatever it was, the fleeing creature was rushing right for the kit who wasn't quite in enough of a position to do anything else but try to grab onto the animal as it moved to jump over the vulpine speed bump in its way.\n\n[q][i]Effect Activated: A Chosen's Duty\nArousal 8/20[/i][/q]\n\n``H-Hey! It's okay, the wolves won't hurt you!'' Rennard meeped, squeezing a hold of the feral animal in his best attempt at a calming hug while delivering shushing murmurs to its ears. He doubted it was that effective, at least immediately, leaving him mostly surprised that his Strength was enough to keep himself held to the herbivore, even if he was mostly just hanging from its neck while his feet tried to get their footing on the ground.\n\nWell, at least the dang moon-induced rut was good for something!\n\nWhether it was from his weight hanging onto the deer, the fear of wolves creeping in through the foliage outside of the clearing, his gentle soothing gestures, or just the fat, vulpine cock twitching with its duty-driven desire against its pelt, the animal's steps slowed, before finally coming to a stand near the center of the glade with an awkward shuffle.\n\nKimi, seeing that her younger brother apparently had the situation in hand, skulked away to not panic the fertile cunt-cervine further, flashing Rennard a knowing smirk on her way out.\n\n``You- But you smell like wolves! But... You say there is no danger?!'' The deer bleated, drawing a flick from Rennard's ears as his Divine Boon allowed them to communicate. A touch more clearer too, it seemed, no doubt thanks to how he had ground his Familiarity skill to another rank with his pack.\n\nHe was hardly an expert, but at least the `voice' he heard in his head as the deer spoke made it sound relatively young - older than him comparatively still, sure, but the buck equivalent of his sister's age, if he had to guess. \n\n``Everything's going to be okay~! We're here to help! I'm sorry the wolves are very scary and not very gentle, but they're just trying to help me!'' Well, help me make more baby deers in the future for their own babies to eat... He was going to try and not think about [i]that,[/i] though, and instead focus on, well, `his duty'.\n\nWith the cervine calmed down, at least somewhat, Rennard's grip slackened, shifting a hand to give the back of the animal's neck a long, comforting pet, whilst his other hand drifted down to stroke over its sinewy shoulder. ``You remember that [i]nice[/i], alluring aroma you smelled before noticing the wolves?''\n\n``Y-Yes...'' The deer answered uncertainty. The panicked flare to his nostrils began to subside as the beast relaxed, giving wise to a more curious, albeit no less desperate, quiver as the source of the virility it had detected tickled across his snout.\n\n``That's from me~ I can help you with that [i]need[/i] you've been feeling... But you already knew that, didn't you? That's why you tried to find its source only to discover the wolves!'' Rennard continued, giggling slightly as he did so. He couldn't help but remember how ridiculous the entire situation was... Not only was he petting a wild deer, which was already enough to make the young lad swoon from the majestic woodland creature pressing itself into his friendly pets, but he was [i]propositioning to fuck it![/i] Whatever pride his Mother might have gained from his developing healthy eating habits would have surely been lost once she discovered just what her adorable baby boy considered an average day in the woods to be now...\n\n``I can fix that for you~'' He added with a murmur, keeping his hand upon the feral deer's neck so that he could bring the tool that had been twitching against the cervine's front leg into view for the animal. As if that wasn't enough, he used his free hand to wrap his small fingers around his kit prick, making the hefty spire seem that much more imposing against his small grip, as well as lifting the pre-dribbling shaft up despite its weight. ``Would you like that~?''\n\n``But the wolves...'' The deer answered with a conflicted whine. The creature's head tilted to the side, keeping one eye away from the boy comforting it, and the shaft he had presented - the dance between survival and reproductive instincts that Rennard had seen play out several times playing out within the animal's skull.\n\n``They won't hurt you. In fact, the wolves won't hurt you for months after we do this,'' the kit added, leaving off the complicated explanation for now. He wasn't certain just how complex topics like that would be `translated' to simple beasts like the deer, after all. But, between the wolves promising not to hunt any beasts that sported the brand his seed left, and reading the effect description of the blessing in Kimi and Lyca's character sheets, he was [i]fairly[/i] certain that his words were truthful!\n\n``Truly..?''\n\n``Of course! They're my wolves, after all! They wouldn't hurt any of my lovers!'' The small fox beamed with a grinning smile, puffing out his chest with the overt pride he felt from becoming their alpha.\n\n``Al- Alright,'' the beast murmured, shivering as it took a step to the side, turning around to expose its needy, bestial cunt to the smaller boy's shaft.\n\nRennard's blue eyes zeroed in on the sex in a way that was sure to remind the deer of how the wolves had first stared at him. The deer's folds were glistening with the need that had burned within the creature for the majority, if not the entirety, of its life - casting simmering pearls of estrus from his deeper walls to stain the soft felt-like fur around his sex.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 10/20[/i][/q]\n\n`To think, just a few days ago, I was conflicted about doing this~' The boy purred quietly to himself as the churning bar white liquid that was his Arousal bar crept to its halfway mark.\n\nHis desire was obvious across his features. His tail swished behind him, as joyful and carefree as any cub despite his sordid situation, briefly contemplating if animal pussy felt even better than an anthros - before discounting that with a brief shake of his head as it was a bit too lurid even for his current tolerance for depravity! Besides, he hardly had a fair comparison since Kimi, his favorite spade, was trapped as a feral, and his experience with bipedal on bipedal sex was limited to one [i]very[/i] lovely lupine witch and a bunch of horny lizards that took advantage of him fresh into his adventures!\n\n``I'm going to start now... But I need you to spread your legs a bit, my legs aren't as long as yours,'' he spoke with a murmur, pressing one hand against the deer's back to help coax his quivering flank lower so that he could line his hot, pulsing boyhood against the deer's sex.\n\nNo sooner had his tip kissed the cervine's fertile need - smearing those juicy folds in a dollop of his brewing excitement, than the kit's impatient hips [i]rammed[/i] forward! His soft breath rolled from his chest in a seething growl, burning with his naked desire as he started to use the deer's cunt like a toy!\n\n[q][i]Arousal 11/20[/i][/q]\n\nWell, not quite like it, he thought silently to himself as his lithe body began to buck with reckless abandon, filling the forest with the euphoric bleats of his feral lover along with his own tender grunts and huffs of excitement. With a toy, all he'd care about was the pleasure he could get from using it, and while he was certainly chasing said pleasure at the moment, it was more an undercurrent to his single minded pursuit to [i]breed! [/i]To flood the deer's womb with his potent seed! To leave the cervine's belly hanging with the weight of his fawns! Until, in a few months time, a couple move lives would exist thanks to him that would otherwise never have been born!\n\n[q][i]Arousal 15/20[/i][/q]\n\nIt did not take long for [i]those [/i]thoughts to make his heavy, nearly pool-ball sized nuts begin flexing against his taint - ready and eager to breed again despite their long, long night with just a few hours of rest. His fingers squeezed around the feral deer's thighs, dull claws raking against the grazing creature's skin, causing a hint of fear to resurface in the cervine's mind despite the surging waves of pleasure erupting from its deflowered sex. Of course, whatever hesitation tickled the periphery of the animal's mind wasn't enough to stop its instinctual programming and life-long estrus, its strong, prancing legs pushing back into each swing of the cub's hips to drive the quivering boy cock deeper into its inflamed, fertile mound.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 18/20[/i][/q]\n\nIn no time at all, Rennard's knot began to flare to prominence, preventing his last few inches from plundering the deepest reaches of the deer's cunt anymore whilst the thick, pre and estrus polished lobes clapped wetly against the animal's sex. The boy's tail swished in erratic waves as the trepidation within his loins began to reach a fever pitch, his loins shuddering with their reflexive test runs, waiting for just the right moment to press himself to the hilt and fill the cervine with his... What do you call baby deer anyway, calves~? Funny, he hoped he'd be able to recognize at least a little bit of himself in them-\n\n``Remember, no knotting.'' Kimi's voice whispered quietly against his ear, pulling him from his hedonistic indulgence with a cold dose of reality. He whined, opening his eyes slightly to cast a glance to where his sister was still lurking on the other side of the clearing - did she use her Noise spell to project her voice at a distance like that? He'd have to remember that trick for later.\n\nSurely he could tie at least [i]one[/i] of the beasts during this little make up breeding session, he thought..! Something the size of a young cunt-buck was also his best hopes for doing so, too... It would be understandable if he just... got carried away, right~? Surely Kimi would understand, he thought with fang bared pants, leaning forward to start hammering his engorged glands against the cervine's sex - testing its ever less steady stance with each press. How would she even know it was deliberate~?\n\n[q][i]Arousal 19/20[/i][/q]\n\n``I mean it, Rennard. Tie and you won't get mine [i]or[/i] Lyca's ass for a week.''\n\nGod dang his sister and her ability to read him far too well... With a whine of protest, and a slump of defeat to his shoulders, he bitterly retorted with a long, drawn out `okaaaaaaaaay' to make his agony from being responsible known. His rut slowed, taking every bit of his halved Spirit to control himself and ensure that his knot didn't press too tightly against his lover's sex, focusing instead on shallower, yet no less euphoric for the pair of them thrusts to gradually tip him over that last point of desire. It took longer than it would have if he had just ground himself in and let the soft, flexing walls of the deer's tunnel work over the sensitive nerves lining his knot, but, after a few more, half-desperate, barely restrained bucks into the buck, the boy's loins finally hit their limit.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 20/20[/i][/q]\n\nIt was his legs turn to shudder, nearly toppling against the deer as the wave of elation swept through his body from his climaxing loins! His knot flared madly against the velvety lips they were denied claiming, making their own disappointment known with every drumming squirm they gave against the swollen and aroused deer cunt. His balls, meanwhile, showed no such hesitation or regret, the oh so virile balls churning with his moon-rut enhanced fecundity flexing with every sizable deposit poured into his lover's cunt. His shaft spasmed, pumping the thick rivulets of cream against the deer's cervix, pooling into a warm, ovary calming puddle before his jostling tapered dick. \n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired!\nExperience Acquired![/i][/q]\n\nMore than enough rich, divinely blessed boy cream to do the deed, as the system alerted him too with the familiar, dick spasm inducing message of success. A quite [i]healthy[/i] and generous success at that, thanks to the [i]generous[/i] build he had stumbled into in his blind foolishness that ensured the second flex of his plump testes brought a second notification, and ensured the animal in front of him would be a mother to quite the brood. A thought that made Rennard grin, his goofy, adorable smile plastered on his mug as the last of his seed poured into that snug, orgasm-writhing tunnel as the waves of the deer's own heat-satisfied euphoria washed across its body.\n\nBut, eventually, it came time for the kit to pry free, slipping his sizable cock out after a few, languishing moments of partaking in the fading afterglow and warm, shuddering deer folds as the cervine's anxiety about being in a field smelling of wolves supplanted its answered need. WIth an uncertain prance, the beast darted back off into the wilderness, dripping thick splats of the boy's cream on its way.\n\n``Hmmm. Well, not the first time I've fucked a bambi...'' The kit admitted to himself with a forlorn sigh, rolling onto his back with his mighty eight-inch tool standing straight up with his fading arousal. He would have liked to have cuddled a bit more after, but he had to remember that despite being able to communicate to them thanks to his divine blessing, they were still beasts only capable of limited planning and forethought. Still... He hoped they at least remembered them, in their own way.\n\n[q][i]Effect Activated: A Chosen's Duty\nEffect Activated: A Chosen's Duty[/i][/q]\n\nHis slowly relaxing cock surged back to full, eager prominence underneath the effects of his geas - catching the lad slightly by surprise if the sudden, pleased grunt spilling from his throat was any indication. His blue eyes glanced down, spotting two of his well-bred wolves creeping over towards him, with a panicked, fearful rabbit held in each of their maws.\n\n``No time for resting, Rennard, you've got work to do~'' Kimi's voice returned, the vixen stepping closer as well to support her sibling's duty by sprawling out next to him - no need for stealth with such a brazen approach from the proud, tail-wagging predators waiting for praise from their alpha.\n\n``Whine... You're going to exhaust me again, Kimi!'' Rennard whined, huffing to himself as he rolled back onto his haunches... Perhaps he could get away with sloping some of the seed glazing his dick from his recent breeding and fingering it into the rabbits' cunts?\n\n``That's the idea, Ren. We can't have you causing a mess tonight when you transform, and even that moon-enhanced stamina of yours must have a limit. So we're going to tax your virility to its limit, and when that's done, you're going to train both your magic and sword skills so that you hopefully spend [i]aaaaaaaall night[/i] sleeping rather than breeding another pack of wolves,'' Kimi explained with a firm rumble.\n\n``Hmmph... I better get at least another Level out of this...'' The boy bouted, patting his lap for one of the wolves to deposit their frightened-near-to-death quarry so he could try to calm its mind with one doting murmur and pat at a time.\n\n``A bunch of low level woodland critters..? Well... Maybe if you got enough of them. But that's what [i]`your'[/i] wolves are now for... No~?''\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n``You weren't kidding about running me ragged... But is the rope necessary?'' Rennard whined, a pile of exhausted fur, aching muscles, and taxed balls against the tree that Kimi had singled out for his Fenris-cosplay for the night - his robe, belts, blades, and other accessories arranged in a neat pile nearby.\n\nIt had gone well enough... Although he hadn't quite expected just how... [i]exuberant[/i] the wolves would be to hunt for their new Alpha, even if it was under the restriction of not harming the poor creatures they were dragging off or chasing towards their blind date with the chosen. The nap that Kimi had allowed him didn't serve as a full night of fecundity restoration, leaving Rennard tapped out about a dozen beasts in - and that was from trying to make each climax of his go as far as possible by cupping his seed in his palms and smearing it within their eager holes and vents! Yet, for all that effort, he still didn't hit the double digits of his level either, nor did he level up any of his sexual skills, before they called it quits.\n\nHe knew he hadn't gotten any of the first species Experience bonus in the grab bag he was brought, but he still thought that Kimi's grinding strategy might have helped him cross that point! The sparring practice didn't seem to gain much results either, at least when it came to improving or gaining any Combat Skills. It was good to keep the techniques Sawyer had taught him fresh of course, and he got to practice some of the strategies the bunny had told him in passing for how to deal with beasts - but such intangible boons were little comfort to his aching muscles and exhaustion.\n\n``We can't take any chances,'' Kimi rumbled curtly in response, getting the boy to hold on edge of the rope while she looped it around the trunk, ducking back in underneath the lad's arm to start crossing the fibers - directing Rennard use his hands to tie the knots she was no longer able to do herself. ``No guarantee that you're not going to get [i]some[/i] energy back with that damn moon blessing and cause let more of a mess for us to clean up!''\n\n``Pffft. I hardly consider it a mess~'' Lycandra retorted. The naked she-wolf was still relaxing in her anthro physique, basking in cool, evening air while the fox siblings settled in for the night.\n\n``I still don't know why you don't just let him run wild~ Let the boy get some more hunting experience in while he's here with us~ C'mon, we'll keep him out of trouble~'' She added, grinning from ear to ear as she leaned down, practically bending over so that her predatory grin loomed less than a foot away from her husband. One of her hands reached down, brushing fondly over the virile tyke's chin as she continued. ``Wouldn't that be fun~? Letting the moon's light wash over us... To let the hunger and lusts of her grace compel us as we make the forest [i]ours[/i] again~?''\n\n``I, uh...'' Rennard blushed, tilting his sight away from her ferocious amber eyes. It couldn't have been that bad of an idea, could it..? How much trouble could he [i]really[/i] get into as tired as he was..?\n\n``Not a chance,'' his ever steadfast, veteran of many years of babysitting, elder sister countered. ``First, he needs [i]proper[/i] rest so we can start traveling in the morning - not running around like a moon-crazed rut beast making [i]god knows[/i] how many were-creatures in this wake! Although I'm sure [i]you'd[/i] appreciate us having to linger for another couple of days.''\n\n``Second,'' she added, after giving one of the edge's of the rope binding Rennard in place a firm tug with her maw - and getting the expected huff of retort from her brother when it squeezed its coils against him in reply. ``He needs to practice [i]controlling[/i] these transformations like you and the rest of the pack can... mostly. Or, at the very least, remaining in control of [i]himself[/i] during these midnight rut frenzies!''\n\n``Bah, spoil sports~'' Lyca sighed in retort, offering a shrug to her husband and alpha's current predicament. ``Well, if it's what [i]you[/i] want, Ren, I guess we'll play along with this little ploy... Although... I'm not certain how long I can help before the moon rises.''\n\n``I thought you and the other wolves were in control of yourselves, Lyca?'' Rennard inquired curiously, his fascination with how the werewolves worked showing in the sleight wag of his tail against the forest floor. ``How is that, anyway? I mean, [i]I'm[/i] the one that made you werewolves, and yet I can't control it at all!''\n\n``Eh..? I dunno, really. Maybe it has something to do with my class changing to werewolf?'' She replied with a dismissive shrug. ``Maybe it works differently depending on if animals or you two-legged folk get the blessing. It would make a bit of sense, considering you don't need an `Anthro Familiarity' skill to speak your language, unlike us... Some things must just be implicit to who, or rather, what, we are.''\n\n``That sounds laaaaame. Why does everything have to be so hard to get!?'' The boy remarked with another frustrated pout. ``What's the point of this Skill System if you still have to put in the effort to grow them rather than just, magically gaining them.''\n\n``As for your other question...'' Lyca replied after a moment to giggle at their husband's tantrum. ``For the most part we are... Well, at least me and Theron can. The rest still struggle with assuming a form different from our birth shape. But I can [i]feel[/i] my instincts begin to boil with excitement as the full moon rises... It used to mean just an opportune time to hunt with the additional light, but now... There's something [i]more[/i] to it... It's like the very heavens are inviting us to [i]hunt[/i] and [i]fuck!''[/i]\n\n``Don't you feel it too, Alph- Rennard~?'' She inquired with a murmur, as the free hand spared from the task of supporting her weight against the tree reached down to begin appreciating the anthropormophic form she was in - clawed fingers sweeping over her curvy, yet oh so athletic, figure to brush against the wet lips of her well bred, blessing-branded, cunt.\n\n``I- I guess..? I've been feeling kinda... Well, [i]in a rut[/i] since last night though...'' He sighed in retort, before turning his attention inwards to try and see if the same savage desires were blossoming within his breast. Perhaps they were, but between his fatigue, and the burnt-out, but still thought numbing, rut, any sprouting kernel of were-beast depravity was not yet noticeable.\n\nThat was, until, the first ray of moonlight graced the assembled group. Rennard shivered as the libido that he thought had been all but exhausted suddenly began to flare back to life - like the embers of a snuffed fire resurging within half-burnt kindling underneath the lightest breeze. His toes clenched, and his tail flickered against the first, but nowhere felt it as hard as his loins as his spent, flexing spheres boiled with reinvigorated productivity thanks to his supernatural `blessing'. A second later, and his almost achingly-over taxed shaft began to slip free from his sheath, stabbing a few inches of soft red meat into the air with every idle roll of his hips.\n\nIt wasn't like his exhaustion had been cured, or so he thought in those first few, half-panting moments as he tried to brace his mind against the all-consuming instincts, desires, and savage simplicity beginning to lap over his mind. He could still [i]feel[/i] how tired his flesh was, yet it was almost like an afterthought, less prominent, less [i]real[/i] to him than the urges boiling within his loins. Yet there must have been some measure of revitalization, as no amount of mind-over-matter would have gotten his fecundity spun back up to bring the glistening, pheromone-wafting spring to trickle once more from his tapered point.\n\n``Ah... There- There it is, I guess...'' Rennard murmured with a huff before making an attempt to squirm free from the ropes so he could help coax his virility to full bloom.\n\n``Remember, Rennard... You need to try and stay in control for as long as you can... Just like the other skills you practiced, you have to make the effort. Every second you stay in possession of your senses, the closer you'll be to using this new power in helpful ways.''\n\n[q][i]Spirit Check Failed![/i][/q]\n\nThat was easier said than done considering his already lackluster spirit had been cut in half by the very curse he was fighting to retain control of himself against! But... He had to try, hoping to try and delay how long it took for him to give in to the instincts rising within his psyche by closing his eyes to the moon's soft light. His young, adorable jaw clenched, reflecting his efforts as he struggled to keep his breath steady and even despite the excitement beginning to burn within his core - as well as making his incisors all the more obvious as his fangs began to swell with his transformation.\n\n``[i]Fuck[/i] control~'' Lyca growled, huffing with an excitement that sent her ample bosom quaking. The hand that had just been tentatively exploring her body gave up any pretense to instead sink into the bitch's wet cunt, spreading her lips and ensuring the scent of excited wolf cunt flooded the boy's nostrils - as if he needed any [i]further[/i] encouragement to surrender to feral depravity! ``Why bother controlling it when you could just make yourself [i]better[/i] at using it~?''\n\n``Lyca! You're not helping!'' Kimi hissed in annoyance. Still... With the wolfess starting to lose control of herself, too, she couldn't help but take a cautious step back, gaining just enough distance to respond in case the transforming lupine's claws swung her way. ``You've got this Ren... Just a minute, hold on for a full minute for me, then we can help you [i]deal[/i] with those urges.''\n\n[q][i]Spirit Check Failed![/i][/q]\n\nRennard's feet flexed again, except this time the twitch was accompanied by the swelling of muscles and twisting of bones as his foot began to extend. The balls of his feet shifted, twisting into a set of hind paws much like his sister's - although certainly larger in size - save for his little toe, of course, which seemed to have been left behind, until disappearing into his quivering soles entirely.\n\nHis hands weren't far behind, coaxing the boy's dilated eyes to open to watch as the tension of change within those limbs made them start to mirror his hind legs. His fingers curled, twisting against his palm with every pleasurable shudder bouncing through his body, almost obscuring how the digits shrunk away, while at the same time his vestigial claws doubled in length and girth, swelling into proper tools to dig into the dirt. At the same time, his shoulders began to shift, seeming to drift forward as his back and spine seemed to swell with new mass and strength, shifting his posture to one far better suited for being on all fours just like his sister.\n\n[q][i]Spirit Check Failed![/i][/q]\n\n``Hah... Hah... It's... Hard... To focus...'' Rennard's grunted words were becoming harder to get out through the haze of lust and feral simplicity now draped over his mind like a warm, comforting blanket luring his consciousness to slumber. He wouldn't say he was resisting its influence anymore, that would have been a foregone conclusion if he had tried. Instead, it was much more like trying to stay afloat on the turbulent waters of his psyche - he might not be able to change its course, at least currently, but he could at least try to be along for the ride this time.\n\nHis curiosity and fascination at the changes rippling through his body helped, drawing the vague memories he had of his first transformation to the forefront of his regressing mind. He had been so distracted with railing Kimi yesterday that the changes had gone mostly unnoticed, but now that he saw how his body twisted and reformed with every erratic shiver, the sensations that had played out in the back of his mind then were put into context.\n\nOf course, his fascination was most drawn to the spire between his legs, distracting him from the changes undergoing on his head as his neck thickened and jaw widened, becoming stockier, more rugged, more adept at ripping and tearing his enlarged fangs into the flesh of whatever soft-skinned, tantalizing beast crossed his path. His blue eyes, gleaming with the reflected moonlight, stared at his spasming prick glistening with the same pale illumination - watching as the tool swelled higher and higher into the cool evening air. It was growing not just from the bubbling arousal boiling within the kit's loins, but also from a raw increase in size from the form he was adopting - leaving the kit's breast burning with an inflated ego as he saw how much fatter his dick looked with the pair of extra inches, leaving the hefty [i]slab[/i] of red, feral fox dick towering between his scrambling hind legs.\n\n[q][i]Feral Dire Fox Form Has Been Assumed!\n\nEffective Strength 2 (+24) -> 4 (+28)!\nEffective Endurance 12 -> 16!\nEffective Agility 16 -> 18!\n\nEffective Virility 48 -> 57!\nEffective Impregnation Chance 295% -> 315%!\nEffective Cock Size 8.7\t-> 10.4!\nEffective Ball Size 2.12 -> 2.54!\n\nEffective Hearing Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Scent Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Night Eyes Skill 1 -> 2![/i][/q]\n\n``F-fu- Heck...'' He barely managed to resist cursing with a whine, his long tongue hanging from his panting jaw as he eyed the monster sputtering between his legs - the flow of warm, wet precum pouring from throb-lurching prick even heavier than his normal, messy fecundity thanks to his fatter balls and even further empowered Virility. He had [i]used[/i] this on both of Kimi's holes..? A good thing she had taken that Size Queen feat beforehand...\n\nAlthough a sluggish glance towards his sister's conflicted expression - eyeing his large, exposed, therianthropy-endowing prick with desire between more supportive glances to ever more glazed gaze - seemed to show she had no major regrets on being that tool's holster.\n\nBut, it was becoming harder to maintain what little consciousness he had left with every passing second. Desire, hunger, and panic at his trapped predicament began to dance unopposed by whatever mental checks the boy's tender mind could muster - essentially sending his psyche tumbling into the raging currents of instinct, emotion, and lust at last. He wanted, no, [i]needed[/i] to breed! Every fiber in his being called for it... Or for the warm, sticky life of his next meal to pour against his lips and tongue, to feel their pulse fade away before their flesh was made one with his own - their life becoming a part of his own.\n\n[q][i]Spirit Check Failed![/i][/q]\n\nHis consciousness made one last attempt to keep itself afloat, before finally being lulled into the inky depths of the beastly fox's surging subconscious. As if to announce the, albeit temporary, victory of instinct over reason, the boy's maw opened wide with a beckoning howl!\n\nHe got six in answer. The transformed boy's keen, frenzied vision twisted to turn to the looming figures of his pack answering to his call. The closest of which was right next to him, belonging to the voice of the lead female, and one of his closest wives. Her mighty figure towered over his, even if the feral kit was free of his binds to stand on all fours - her head nearly brushing against the branches of the tree he was bound next to, and her claws as long as the kobold dagger amongst his discarded equipment. His slumbering mind stirred briefly, noting that she had not looked quite so... imposing... the last time he glanced her way before his transformation occupied his attention.\n\nAnother of his family was in a similar state of savage, monstrous ferocity, lacking in the ample bosoms of the female and with a pair of slightly broader shoulders - yet still possessing of the glistening, branded cunt of his sister, still wafting with the fading embers of quenched fertility. The fox's tongue flicked across his chops, delighting in taking that tool for a spin to remind the giant beast who was in charge still, a fact that the werewolf seemed to acknowledge with the faint dip of his snout towards his alpha's prostrated form in reply to the cub's excited growls.\n\nThen there were the other four... Massive, hulking brutes of feral might, even larger than his own. In his form he might have been slightly larger than a wolf, but there was no contest between them when said wolves likewise adopted a `dire' visage as well, leaving them standing a foot taller than the sleeker, more agile male. But the savage-minded vulpine felt no challenge from their hungry stares and licking chops. No matter the difference in Strength between him and his pack, [i]he[/i] was its undisturbed breeding male with the hot, twitching tower quickly making a mess of his own fur and the stubborn, constricting coils holding him fast against the tree!\n\nHe turned his jaws to the binds at last, trying to bite his way through the hempen rope, whilst his growl of annoyance indicated towards his packmates to help free him from the obnoxious bonds holding him in place!\n\nOnly for the female that hadn't answered his call to ambush him. The kit flinched, snarling in surprise an alarm as the familiar warmth and scent of his mate draped herself on top of him. Her forepaws pressed against his chest, whilst her lovely spade dragged itself against the side of his dick - leaving the tool to brush against her brand of maternal protection - [i]especially[/i] once the vulpine doubled down on distracting his attempts at escape by grinding her puffy folds, swollen with the scent of virility wafting from his pre-dribbling dick.\n\n``Shush, shush... It'll be okay Rennard. I- [i]We're[/i] here... You're not in danger... You can still be a good boy for me, can't you~?'' The vixen murmured, her words tickling at the lust drunk neurons within his skull.\n\nHis immediate answer was another annoyed growl, [i]snarling[/i] as she seemed to be trying to pin him in place as well! But, unlike the myriad wolves around him, [i]he[/i] was the stronger of this mate... A fact that tempted him to try to flex what limited range of motion he had to buck her off, snapping his jaws just shy of her face in an attempt to frighten her off so that he could return to escaping..!\n\nAt least, until, the feral vixen's snout pushed against his right after the clap of his teeth! The feral boy froze as her lips met his, tilting her snout at just the right angle to coax his own maw to reflexively part in answer, and allow their lolling tongues to slide against one another. His cock [i]flexed[/i] against her with that sordid embrace, painting her belly in a fresh rivulet of his copious essence, whilst his body shivered in conflicting desires. His forepaws awkwardly twitched against her body - or at least as best they could with his awkward predicament - dull claws raking against her pelt as if he was trying to gain a grip on a rival... And yet, his lips widened, exposing more of his panting maw to his mate, his breath washing against her smaller snout as - feral or no - his body remembered how to kiss his sister even if his mind was slower to react.\n\n``Rrrff... Kim... Kimi?'' The boy huffed, the barest hint of clarity returning to his lust-glazed expression after their kiss drew to a close - leaving speckles of spit briefly bridging between their lips and fangs before the vixen cut the strand in twain with a flick of her tongue.\n\n``Yes Rennard, I'm here... See, I told you you could be a good boy for me...'' She murmured. Her heart fluttered with pride that she had managed to pull her younger brother's mind back from the depths of primal desire, however briefly. It was clear that, if she wanted her plan to succeed, she... or hopefully, they, would need to make him more... comfortable... in the position he was trapped in.\n\n``I think you deserve a reward... Do you remember how much you liked this~?'' She murmured with a sultry purr, slowly slipping her smaller body down along his frame.\n\nThe boy's mighty dick protested the removal of her soft, silky fur and even warmer, wetter snatch against it with an angry, precum dripping flex. At least, until, the slowly squirming back vixen's forepaws came to brace against either side of the boy's crotch, and her anxious breaths washed over the vulpine lad's impressive masculinity~ Her softer amber eyes admired just how much larger the shaft looked since the last time she was in this position, leaving her briefly contemplate just how wise of an idea this was, but at the same time, made her even more excited to feel what the fatter, heavier balls twitching anxiously beneath his knot could do~\n\n``You're such a [i]big boy[/i]... Always getting bigger too~ It's a good thing this is the only dick in existence, otherwise any lass you've had a spin with would think any other cock to be lacking in comparison~'' She teased, hoping that her indulging praise would help to keep the boy's consciousness alert against the lascivious riptide pulling it back beneath the surface of instinct.\n\nIt was likely to be the last words she'd say for the next few minutes, after all, as her soft, silky tongue ran along the underside of the dire kit's dick - appreciating the spunk sputtering flexes of his cum vein against the muscle, and the slick, torpor flow of his pheromone-wafting masculinity against her taste buds. By the time her tongue's criss-crossing path reached the madly pulsating knot at the base of the boy's dick, the pre cleared in the wake of her tongue had already been replaced for the tool's upper half.\n\nBut, her goal wasn't the impossible task to clean that ungodly virile boy cock, no. It was just to keep her brother's attention focused, to get him as much experience as he can controlling the feral instincts burning through his mind so that he could harness this power as a boon, rather than a challenge... That, and to appreciate his hot, juicy cock once more. Curse Lyca and her ability to grow thumbs... How eager she would be to feel her tender fingers wrap around the base of his knot and made it pulse with a faux tie against her tongue, to put [i]all[/i] the tricks she knew from their life back on Earth on her younger brother's dick like her taboo thoughts had always contemplated.\n\nFuture things, she murmured silently to herself. Promises to keep once they got powerful enough for her to find a way to transform as well. But for now... Her lips and tongue journeyed back to the steepled roof of that tower of dick, placing tender, doting smooches all along the way whenever she felt like his mind was slipping deeper into mindlessness.\n\n``Now, be a good boy for your big sister, Ren... If your mind slips away again, I'll pull off~ You got that?'' She teased again, doubtful she'd be able to keep the delicate dance going for much longer regardless of what she did - but, every second longer he managed it, was likely a second less he'd need to do in the future.\n\n``But... It's... Hard...'' He grunted, his growls struggling to pronounce words with his warped physiology, whilst his hips showed no hesitation at all - pushing upwards despite his awkward, bound position to smear his drooling prick across Kimi's face with another matted trail of fur left in his tool's wake.\n\n``I know it is~ But I know you can do it. You're my amazing little brother after all~ Always getting into trouble, always so strong spirited... What's a little therianthropy compared to that, huh?'' She giggled, before finally pressing her kissing lips against the fecund point of the living fountain, hesitating for a moment longer despite the eager press of the tool against her tongue. Before, with a rumbling purr to ensure her maw tickled his dick as pleasantly as possible, she slid down. Inch, after inch of engorged, throbbing masculinity sliding across the velvet carpet of her tongue.\n\nIt wasn't long after the boy's head prodded against the back of her maw, pouring its virile essence down into her gullet. Her brown eyes glanced over towards Rennard's face, meeting his sharp blues to try and get the mind slowly sinking behind that gaze to latch onto her gaze, as well as to appreciate the naked, primal desire painted across his expression with his steady, tongue lolling pants and snarled grunts of excitement. Before, with a growing purr within her own throat, pressing her lips down further along the mighty slab of cock - swallowing around the shaft wedging itself into her throat to ensure the bulge the feral brat's dick made in her neck was even more pronounced~\n\nHis tail wagged underneath her, joining his excited whimpers, and the restless growls of the jealous werewolves watching their Alpha playing with his mate. Kimi spared just the briefest of glances aside to watch how the moon-crazed beasts were reacting to the show she was putting on, half expecting them to scatter to hunt. But instead, it seemed like the boy's scent of virility thick in the air was keeping them close, and coaxing them to indulge in their more lurid aspects. With their Alpha occupied, and Lyca not daring to let another intrude on the sordid dance going on in front of them, they had instead turned to each other. Cradled in each other's arms, snarling bites against napes, clawed fingers plunging needily into their sopping cunts and spades, howling with their carnal foreplay until they were treated to the main course that was the magnificent cock responsible for the pups growing in all of their wombs.\n\nThey'd get their chance to make sure Rennard was so exhausted that even the full moon couldn't keep him from slumber... Once she was done. Her eyes snapped back to stare into the feral boy's eyes once again, not shying away again as she [i]slammed[/i] her maw down over his cock - despite how her satisfied moan of excitement feeling the slab of cock slide down her gullet made her eyes flutter with bliss. Her nostrils flared, appreciating his scent burning his need onto her epithelium, whilst her ears danced with every slick squelch of spit and pre squeezed out of her throat - steadily churned into a frothy lather which drooled down her chin and along his prick as she threw herself into her carnal deed, each time steadily working her lips down closer towards his knot, and that prick deeper into her throat.\n\nUntil, some minutes later, with the occasional shallower bobs to give her enough of a break to breathe, her lips finally nestled against the boy's flexing knot once again - sending both of their tails wagging, whilst his balls quivered on the edge of their release. Those monsters of glands were far too thick for her to wrap her lips and jaws around, at least comfortably - although who really knew with her Size Queen feat - which would normally be the point where her hands would come into play to simulate a nice, squeezing cunt to get her stud's to spill their load. But, again, all she had were her clumsy paws that did their best to squeeze against both sides of the fat anchor - propping her body up along her elbows as she did so. But, in the end, all they could do was add a touch more pleasure, bringing him another notch to his release, whilst her excitedly bobbing, lips, embracing tongue, and well timed, swallowing throat, would have to do the majority of the work to wrench that seed from its boiling containers.\n\nRennard's mind had long surrendered back to the turbulent current of instinct, leaving the kit squirming on his back with lascivious, feral grunts and snarls rolling from his lips. But, there was at least a few elements of his higher faculties still on display to prove that the affair wasn't an entire wash - his forepaws squirmed against his bindings to press against the back of his sister's head, coaxing her bobbing motions to plop down with increasing fervor. While his nuts, matted and soaked in the throat slop of vixen drool churned into a lathered mix with his fecundity, twitched, quivering on the edge of release beneath his knot - reflecting the need broadcasted by his clenching foot pads stretching out on either side of his wife's body.\n\nIt was only a matter of time before the boy - even with his exhaustion from the long day of breeding and training - would reach his peak, particularly with the rejuvenating, or at least, mollifying effect of his rampant curse! His spheres [i]flexed[/i], jumping up against his taint to nearly brush against Kimi's chin - her lips pursed and pressed against the knot whilst coaxing that climax free with every suckling slurp. His spasming knot swelled, showing off just how fat the tool grew when it had tied with her spade the night before, causing a reflexive quiver from her thoroughly bred snatch at the memory the sight evoked. Even the distended impression the prick made within her throat swelled noticeably with every clench, surging in size as his shaft hardened to its turgid peak, and pumped thick ropes of vulpine virility into the vixen's familiar throat.\n\nWith a long, drawn out, slurp, reflecting just a [i]hint[/i] of showmanship for the audience of hormonal wolves quivering for their turn, Kimi slowly pulled her lips from her brother's dick - letting the following shots of seed pumping straight into her throat crash in cascading flows crash against the higher and higher reaches of her throat. Before finally the streak of alabaster virility spread its heavy, tangy flavor across her tongue, and a second later, spill forth from her drooling, saliva speckled and bridged fangs and lips to blast its potent warmth straight across her face with a satisfied giggle from the girl.\n\nJust how valuable was the seed she was letting wash across her face like some sort of gaudy shampoo, Kimi wondered as she showed no signs of surrendering the fecund cream seeping into her fur to anyone else - nuzzling against the sputtering prick that, at least for the moment, was all hers, whilst one forepaw feebly tried to coax the spasming release further with an adoring stroke along the tool's side. Sure, there was enough seed dripping down her throat, coating her brow and one side of her face, or stewing within her belly to have knocked up another glade of woodland creatures, or an entire field of wheat thanks to the kit's ungodly virility, if it could only have been properly dolled out.\n\nBut, she had one more surprise in mind for her precious brother before throwing him to his wolves, waiting until the kit's hefty shaft had finished divulging its torrent of incestuous cream over her feral head before letting the spent tool fall back against his nuts. She then skulked forward, prowling up along his larger body - making the wolves snarl in impatience thinking she was going for a second round, whilst also drawing a hesitant, low rumble from her feral-minded sibling. Not that she cared much, ending their little tryst as it began by pushing her lips boldly against the boy's maw once more...\n\nExcept, this time, instead of it being just the touch of her warm lips, and the flicking dance of their tongues rolling against one another, the vixen had kept the thick wad of vulpine boy jizz he had happily deposited on her tongue so that she could shove the wad of warm, gooey cream into the maw of its originator! Thick, fecund strings stretched between their fangs as the boy's half-regressed mind was sluggish to reply to their embrace once more, and even slower to realize just what she had done - his tongue sluggishly lapping at its first taste of the virility he had blessed so many beasts and critters with, awkwardly passing the diminishing, trickling ball of cum back and forth between their maws with the ebb and flow of their kiss.\n\nUntil, as the last of that cream finally tumbled forth to stain their lips and tongues, she pulled back once again, a satisfied wag to her tail as her amber eyes admired the long, sticky strings of cream-and-spit drawn between their lips in her wake - before finally breaking them, and surrendering her mate to her co-conspirators with a tender lick to his forehead.\n\n``He's all yours, girls~'' The vixen murmured, flopping onto the ground next to the bound dire kit, flaunting her puffy spade as she lazily lapped up the remnants of seed dripping from her maw. ``Just don't untie him... Or keep him up or night this time~''\n\nUnsurprisingly, Lyca was the first to take advantage of the bound and listless feral stud before her, digging her claws into the tree's bark to grind her well-bred pussy over the shaft responsible. But, what Kimi hadn't expected was one of the more feral temperament wolves that hadn't yet taken a name to trot her way over towards the vixen. A curious, rumbling growl to her throat as she helped to clean their Alpha's mate of the seed coating her face... Before dragging her tongue lower to help to lick away the dew of arousal weeping from her silky black spade.\n\n``Mmmm... Maybe your wolves aren't all bad~'' She murmured with a giggle, casting a glance to her side to see Rennard's happily panting, tongue lolling expression as his shaft reawakened with a twitch thanks to the dripping sex smothering it with every demanding grind from the she-wolf.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\n\t\t\t\t\t
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Str \t2 (26)\t\tAgi\t16\t\tSpr\t11 (5)
End\t12\t\tInt\t12 (6)\t\tCha\t19 (9)

Cock Size:\t8.7\t\t\t\tVirility: \t24 (48)
Ball Size:\t2.12\t\t\t\tI. Chance:\t295%

Miracles: Guidance 0/6, Purify Water 1/2
Spells: Foxfire Lvl 1, Image Lvl 1, Noise Lvl 1

Items: Faded Traveler's Cloak, Simple Backpack (Bowl, 3 rations, Rope), Belts (Itza's Knife, Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt]), Slimebane Oil, Waterskin), Coinpurse (12c, 2s)

Conditions: Rut

Boons: Anoint, Beast Speech, Sanctify Marriage,
Skills: Analyze Lvl 1, Scent Lvl 1, Hearing Lvl 1, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 1, Dragon Familiarity Lvl 1 (Kobold LvL 2), Animal Familiarity Lvl 3, Enduring Lover Lvl 3, Knife Proficiency Lvl 1, Sword Proficiency Lvl 1, Bite Proficiency Lvl 1
Benefits: Child (Adolescent), Born Stud, Brood Father, Hyper Virility, Womb Mark, Hung, Strong of Seed, Fox Magic, Therianthrope (???)

Harem 2/3

Kimi - Level 10 (9) Divine Beast Fox
HP\t42/42\t\tSta\t14/14\t\tMan\t26/26\t\tAro\t1/20
Str\t10 (10)\tAgi\t24 (23)\tSpr\t21 (20)
End\t15 (14)\tInt\t32 (30)\tCha\t20 (19)

Spells: Foxfire Lvl 3, Image Lvl 2, Noise Lvl 2, Recovery Lvl 1

Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3

Skills: Analyze Lvl 3, Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Bite Proficiency Lvl 2, Claws Lvl 1, Tracking Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 2, Digging Lvl 1, Running Lvl 1, Foraging Lvl 1, Intuit Magic Lvl 2, Illusion Adept Lvl 1, Familiarities (Various).
Benefits: Fox Magic, Magic Aptitude, Size Queen, Intelligence Growth Up

Lycandra - Level 8 Werewolf
HP\t72/72\t\tSta\t24/24\t\tMan\t9/9\t\tAro\t3/20
Str\t27\t\tAgi\t22\t\tSpr\t16
End\t24\t\tInt\t9\t\tCha\t10

Spells: N/A

Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3

Skills: Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Bite Lvl 3, Claws Lvl 2, Tracking Lvl 3, Sneak Lvl 1, Digging Lvl 2, Running Lvl 2, Anthro Familiarity Lvl 3, Control Form Lvl 2.
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Rennard pouted as he looked at his reflection within the slow moving water against the stream's bank. He had noticed the dried blood on his fur earlier, and felt the grime sticking to his chin, but it hadn't quite prepared him for the mess he had discovered, nor for the pangs of guilt he felt coiled around his heart as he stared at the evidence of his nocturnal hunting. The residue of his prey caked his snout practically to his cheek, whilst yet more flaked down along his neck. Even some small viscera from what had once been a small, fluffy, adorable animal was stuck to some of his pelt hairs, requiring the glum boy's fingers to work it free with even more guilt provoking combing.

``Just how many things did I kill last night,'' he finally whimpered, hiding his face behind his paws with his whine.

``Well... When you found me I think I smelled the remains of a rabbit on you,'' Lycandra replied. His werewolf wife was sitting to his right once again in her anthro form, looking somewhat worse for wear with some of her fur singed from a near miss from his sister.

``All this from one rabbit..?'' The kit groaned, slumping forward to rest his elbows on his knees. Maybe he should throw himself into the water... The Goddess deserved a better Chosen than him who'd harm such an adorable creature! How could he have eaten a species that he had made babies with!? He just had to hope it was none of the rabbits he had bred.

``Course not. After you bred us all we went hunting! You... Weren't a very good leader when it came to hunting,'' the busty wolfess chuckled. ``Even discounting that everything could smell your dick from a mile away, you spooked anything when you tried to sneak on it, your nose could barely pick up scents, even your hearing was lame - ''

``Thanks, I get it. I make a poor wolf.'' The boy pouted. A glance towards his skills showed that even after a night of feral vulpine antics he was still rather mediocre compared to the pair of them. All it had gained him was a better familiarity when it came to animal kin, and better vision at night. Well, he had gotten a bit of skill when it came to biting people, at least, so even if he wasn't on all fours he might b

``You'll get it, in time. I might not like your nocturnal excursions, but... I suppose once you learn to control it, it'll help make you tougher the next time demons come.'' Kimi consoled him from his left. The feral vixen's fur was slightly amiss as well thanks to some impromptu grooming from Lyca's snapping fangs.

``Awww, don't take it too hard~ It was sort of sweet. Made me think of how I'll teach our pups to hunt when they're born~ I guess we get to practice with you,'' the wolfess replied while pressing herself in closer - refusing to let her rival hog their young paramore all to herself. Which of course meant pressing her ample bosom against the top of the boy's head as she did so, evoking a hint of a blush from the exhausted boy's ears, and an annoyed huff from the feral vixen.

Rennard didn't know if it was for the best that their competition had ended indecisively, instead of a decisive victor being determined, but he was happy that they stopped before either of them had actually gotten injured. As well as the fact that neither appeared to be too angry at him for the situation they found themselves in. Kimi did still give him a thorough tongue lashing, but with all of the emotional turmoil of him running away vented in the spar against Lyca, it was only a brief foray and his reforming apologa before his sister rejoiced in him being safe... And then coaxing him to bathe considering the state he was in.

``The last ten years have been plenty of practice for me... Oldest sibling syndrome, always the designated babysitter when Mom and Dad are away... Even if I wanted to do something that weekend,'' Kimi replied, once again holding their history together over the wolf interloper to their family.

``I miss those days... Having thumbs... and...'' The feral fox glanced briefly towards Lyca, and the soft, fuzzy mounds she was using to support her sibling's head. ``Other... adornments.''

``I don't know if I could have given you kits if you still looked like that...'' The boy interrupted, before beginning to process just how true that statement was... If he had found Kimi just as he knew her at the ritual, still mad with heat, pinning him down and begging him to breed her... Could he have refused? Certainly he would be more averse, he thought... But as he pictured her, naked, full breasted, the face he knew so well torn with anxious need...

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A brief whine escaped his lips as his spent shaft twitched within his sheath, creeping its tapered point free to poke up from the stream's surface.

His pained whimper brought a giggle to his vixen's lips, as well as a happy swish of her tail against the water. ``Well, who knows... There's certainly magic that'll allow me to shapeshift as well. Perhaps our next litter you'll get to give me will be while I look like my old self~''

His blush deepened, as well as his arousal as the image sunk deep into his rut-weakened mind. Rather than playing into her tease further, he sunk beneath the water's surface to busy himself with cleaning, leaving his ears just above the surface to listen to the two girls talk past him.

``Well, I do admit I'm jealous... Getting to know our little man when he was younger~ He's already adorable, I can't imagine just how much more precious he was before~''

``Oh you have no idea! When we were younger, we used to play pretend all the time~ He was the sweetest little lad, promising to take care of me and do all the boring husband duties for our kids~'' Kimi waxed in return with a forlorn sigh, making the boy sink even deeper into the water to try and not pick up on the embarrassing conversation.

Instead, as he scrubbed his fur clean, he let his mind wander to Lyca... He knew how he felt about Kimi, or so he thought at least, but he was less certain about his newest wife. He... wasn't exactly unhappy about the outcome. Certainly he would have wished to have a bit more control over how it happened, and certainly to have consulted Kimi about it, but... She was his first, if he didn't count that strange presence he felt in the white void. Sure, it wasn't by his choice either then, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't look back on the event fondly, and especially the pride he felt upon giving her his puppies. Furthermore, the small bit of time he had spent with her after making her a werewolf - and thus granting her a mind capable of higher thought - was also... pleasant. He just hoped that she and Kimi could get along...

But, that still left the question on what to do with her, and by extension, `his' pack. A thought which wracked his mind as his head broke the surface of the water with a forlorn sigh, followed shortly thereafter by a thorough scrubbing of his face with his dull-clawed fingers.

Should he take them with him..? That wouldn't work. Sure, he'd love to have Lyca and the other werewolves be his... companions... on the road, but the amount of animals they'd have to hunt would surely scare away any of the wildlife he'd desperately have to do his duty with to balance the ecosystem! Nevermind the problem that trying to enter town with a pack of werewolves at his back would cause!

Still, it didn't feel right to just leave them behind. He was responsible for them for some measure now... Not only were they carrying his pups, and a good number of them at that, but he was also the reason why they were sentient. Some, like Lyca, seemed to have embraced their newfound nature well enough, especially after Goddess knows how many ruts over the night, like the cuntwolf he had spoken to earlier were still adjusting. The other four still didn't seem comfortable outside of their natural form, though, still limited to barely above animal communication. He should be there to help guide them in how to act as people, surely?

Besides, it wasn't like they were the only ones who would benefit from the exchange! They needed to learn how to be people, and he needed to learn how to be a feral fox, or at least, a werefox! But did he have the time to do so..? He couldn't shirk that Main Quest forever, the world was only going to get worse, slowly yet certainly, without his involvement, and the longer he lingered out in the woods the greater the chance that the demons might track him down again.

``Aaaargh!'' Rennard growled in frustration and flopped backwards, splashing his wives as he crashed back onto the soft, sandy bank between them. His hands once more covered his freshly cleaned face, whilst the half-swollen, spent tool standing past the water's surface undermined the otherwise adorable scene he made. ``Why does everything have to be complicated! I wish I could ask Mom or Dad for advice.''

Actually... Thinking of guiding figures and the threat of demons... ``Where's Sawyer?''

``Well, after we realized how far away you were running... We split up,'' Kimi halted her conversation with Lyca - as if his flop between them hadn't done so already - to explain. ``He tied up your stuff to your pack and fastened it to me before returning to camp to rest. Afterwards, he planned to make his way to town on his own, both to report the Wyvern Quest's completion, as well as to keep an eye out for you there in case I missed you and you made your way to Carran on your own.''

``Mmm? Carran? Sawyer?'' Lycandra inquired, idly brushing her clawed fingers across Rennard's furry chest and belly to make the spent boy's excitement even harder to fade.

``Sawyer is an adventurer! A... two legged person like me, we met a couple of days ago and we were working together! He's the one that gifted me that sword there and taught me how to use it!'' Rennard piped up, eager to tout one of his achievements. ``And an adventurer is someone who gets paid to handle tasks that come up. I'm hoping I can be one as well once we get to town as well!''

``Not sure how feasible it is that you become an adventurer considering, well, your assets~'' Kimi added with a giggle. ``Any seasoned adventurer is going to peg you the instant they glance you over, and then you're going to be kept far too busy to go adventuring. It's likely best we go straight to the Church in Carran to sort out your quest and get more information.''

``Is this Carran is a place then?'' Lyca continued her questions, her head tilting to the side with a mixture of curiosity, and dawning regret, to her face.

``Ah... Yeah. It's a town, a place with a lot of anthros like myself, a few days away from here. I think it's... At least four days away at least? At least by my pace since I ran the opposite direction from it last night.'' The boy answered.

``But you can't leave! You're our alpha now!'' Lyca replied, twisting the knot of uncertainty in the boy's chest with how her ears swept back against her scalp with the news. ``What about our pups? You even took me as a wife..! Does that mean you don't actually want me?''

``N- No, it's not like that, it's just..!'' Rennard glanced towards Kimi, hoping for some help to explain, only for the vixen's envy to slip free again as she gave a dismissive turn of her face away from her brother's predicament. She was his puppy, he could practically hear her think, it was thus his responsibility to handle this situation.

``I, I don't have a choice, really... You know how I'm the only person with a dick, yeah..? That means I'm the Goddess' Chosen, and I have to travel across the whole world to breed all the people and animals just like I did with you all! And I have to do it soon, because less and less children will be born if I don't... Including the offspring of the animals you hunt! So if I don't... It means that you, our pack, and especially all of my pups could starve!'' That latter issue being particularly likely with over half-a-hundred pups that would be growing in their bellies between his various perks and multiple-impregnation-proccing virility.

``And- And we don't have to leave immediately..! Although... It'll have to be sooner rather than later, probably... You could come with me and Kimi though... If you want?'' He added with a sheepish smile. ``I like having you around as well... Although I know Kimi is still getting used to you, and you didn't have the best relationship even before you became a werewolf, I do hope you can get along as well...''

Kimi gave an aggrieved sigh from the other side of him, her expression not appearing completely happy about how things were going, even if it was softening a touch with the hint of a pout from the boy's expression. ``We can probably afford a day to let you rest and sort out how to handle this `condition' of yours anyway. We can't have you going around making were-animals out of everything you fuck going forward. With luck, you're only infectious when you transform. Otherwise... Well, you might not be the only one going vegan by the end of this adventure.''

``I suppose... Although... A woodland village of were-beasts sounds kind of cool- Ow!'' Rennard began to contemplate with a slightly lascivious grin, only to have the thought knocked from his mind with a less than playful swat from his sister's paw, and a more sheepish, apologetic smile to take its place.

``Although, Lyca... If you want, you could always come with us... It might be a bit difficult to take you into town though... Sure, you might pass as an anthro there, but, ugh, if anyone Analyzed your class...'' Rennard pivoted, quite aware of how his offer caused Kimi's pelt to bristle, and a half-annoyed click of the vixen's tongue to follow.

``Mmm... Well, while I would love to be with you and perhaps explore this town... I doubt I could spare more than a couple of days.'' The she-wolf admitted with a forlorn sigh, leaning forward to sweep her muscular physique around her adorable young husband's body and yank him back into her chest - leaving the kit's adorable blue eyes and long snout barely peeking out from her hefty bust. ``If you're not going to stay around, my brothers and sisters still need someone to keep them organized. Especially since we might need to split up.''

``Huh!? Why is that?'' Rennard inquired, a faint smirk in the edge of his lips as he settled into the woman's loving embrace - as the renewed swell of his exhausted sheath attested.

``Well, think about all the pups we'll be needing to care for soon. We might need to break the back into two, or perhaps even thirds, so there's enough food.''

``Oh...'' Rennard replied with a disappointed hum. Breaking into thirds though..? That would essentially just make a pair of wolves going their own way to raise all his pups. Would that really work out? Not to mention Lyca would be losing contact with her siblings... And wouldn't really make him the Alpha of much of a pack...

``Tut, don't worry about that. It's natural for brothers and sisters to split off and form their own families!'' Lyca reassured, giving the boy another squeeze to wipe the sour expression from his face. ``After all, even if we do split up, we're going to have dozens of family members to keep us company thanks to you~''

``Well... You only need to split up if it's a question of food, right? So if a way is found to make that not be a problem, you all can stay together... Right?'' The kit added as the gears within his young mind began to scheme. Sure, he could barely feed himself at the moment, even as a feral apparently, but there was a huntress he knew who hunted in this area that might know more... The dryads, too! If they were creatures of the forest, perhaps he could arrange some sort of deal with those fae in exchange for `his' packs assistance...

But... Well, he wasn't sure he could keep Itza from turning him into her personal toy again, nor keep his mind straight around the dryads. Not just yet... But in a month, when he returned from his adventures to see his children with the kobolds hatch...

``Your pups won't be born in a month, right? So you won't need to split within that time?''

``Eh? Yeah, why-''

``Nothing! Just promise me you won't split up our pack until then! I think I might have an idea... Maybe... I hope!''

``...Sigh, if that's what our littlest alpha wishes~ We might wander to scout out some potential places to split off too... But we'll keep the pack together until then.''

``Hmmph. Just what ploy are you preparing this time, Ren? It better be more thought out than when you tried to hide that stray cat from Mom and Dad...'' Kimi added, disregarding her grumpiness at the moment to join in with a long, languishing sprawl across her brother's lap, bringing the three of them to nestle together in a warm, comforting pile that reminded Rennard of just how tired he still was.

``Yawn... You'll... You'll see... It's gonna be... amazing...'' The boy replied with a long, drawn out yawn before slowly, yet inevitably, closing his eyes for a contented snooze. ``Just gotta... Sort out some stuff...''

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Rennard had passed out almost immediately after that last word, drawn into a shallow, albeit somewhat restful, slumber against his two quite unusual wives. It wasn't entirely undisturbed, however, half-waking up a short time later when Lyca carted him off to somewhere a touch more comfortable to slumber. Only for a few short, blissful hours, though, before his older sister woke up the tired, now only half-exhausted kit from his `nap'. As she explained it, it wasn't good for a young growing boy to be asleep all day and not get any rest at night. That, and perhaps if he was still tired by the time the full moon rose again he might be a bit too tired for the same all night escapades he had gotten up to the night before!

He didn't quite have the courage to correct Kimi that he wouldn't be growing anymore due to their otherworldly nature, especially since he couldn't quite argue against her latter point.

With the short nap he had before Kimi caught up to him, their spar, getting cleaned, and then the couple of hours of further rest to make him half functional (both in body and mind), that left him returning to consciousness just around noon. His rumbling belly, seemingly not content with the meat of poor, innocent woodland critters his mindless feral state had dispatched, was soothed with some of the trail rations he still had - leaving him with roughly only two days worth of rations to survive on.

Nowhere near enough to cover how long it would take to get to Carran. At best, it would likely be two days away, provided that where he had woken up - and thus where the wolves dwelled - was closer towards the town than Chloe's dwelling. If not, he was looking at potentially 3, maybe 4 days of walking, not counting today when he was too tired to do a long march. All that was assuming he knew the path there, or wanted to risk following said path by exhausting his Guidance miracles to try and follow it. Following the river... He believed Chloe said it would take him a week without distractions? Of which he was on the second of still, oops.

Well, throwing caution to the wind with Guidance aside, he and Kimi were going to have to sort out some more food for the road... Sure, she could hunt some mice, but its not like he (or heaven forbid, Lyca) knew how to prepare food from scratch, and he doubted asking Kimi to burn them to a crispy black would be an appetizing, or even edible, solution. Maybe he could use Guidance to help him forage for edible fruits and vegetables..?

Bleh. Why was he putting serious consideration into how to get greens to eat!? Mom would be so proud if she knew he was planning a full dinner of nothing but accursed veggies. If only whatever he ate as a dire fox didn't practically disappear from his monstrous metabolism before he reverted to being a boy.

He'll have to talk to Kimi about that later. For now... It was time for her ``experiments''.

``So... I made the werewolves... werewolves by breeding them while I was a big fox on all fours, right?'' Rennard eventually asked, sitting a touch awkwardly in the middle of the clearing that the wolves seemed to be partial to relaxing upon, whilst one of the wolves that was more comfortable on all fours still nuzzled his body against his half-erect crock - obscuring his own scent beneath the heady aroma of virile boy. ``I didn't end up making you a werefox as well then, did I Kimi?''

``Tch. If only. At least then I might have a path towards being back on two legs,'' his sister replied with an aggravated sigh, and a dramatic flop onto her side - letting his gaze pick out the black and pink-heart shaped brand his seed had left etched above her womb since their first sinful dance. He swore he could see her belly start to swell, too, but... That more than likely was just his sight fooling him, given his excitement for the kits growing within.

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And like that he was at full attention, all eight inches pulsing free and dousing the male wolf in a few more rivulets of musky pre to finish his scent coating. The beast lingered a touch longer to give the cock (or, at least, its anthro boy version) that had solved its heat a gracious lick, before the creature trotted out to join the other five on the task Kimi had given to his pack.

``I'm guessing whatever it means to be a `Divine Beast' makes me immune. Chloe said something about therianthropes being some wild blessing, so I guess that innate divinity conflicts,'' she added with another overly dramatic sigh. ``What got you so hard anyway~?''

``Uh, nothing!'' Rennard's eyes snapped away, despite the fact that his blue gaze had been so obviously staring at her abdomen, with the spade he had now become quite familiar with resting in full view as well.

``So, uh... This `plan' of yours. Do you think it'll actually work? It kinda feels like... cheating.''

``Hmmm. I wouldn't say that~ More... playing the game smart. Besides, this wouldn't be a problem if you,'' she stretched out a hind leg to tap the anthro boy on his hip. ``Didn't breed an entire pack of wolves! The way I see it, you might as well make use of them as an asset to help fix the ticking ecological time bomb growing in their wombs!''

``Alright, alright! I already said I was sorry!'' The kit giggled, playing along with the soft taps of her kicks, before slipping a hand down to rub a hand across the offending paw. His thumb teased across her soft pads, giggling slightly to himself as he pressed against the beans to make her toes stretch out farther - and draw another kick from her other hind leg as he played with her like their cat.

``But, like, do you think it'll work? I mean, most of them are still rather wolf-like in temperament, and they're still wolves! I don't think just coating them in my scent is going to make them docile.''

``Well, it'll lure them in at least... It'll be up to them to do the rest and prove themselves your loyal dogs~''

``Loyal packmates!'' He corrected, punishing the older feral fox with a tickling scratch along her feet.

``Coming through Alpha!'' Theron, the former lead `male' of the pack shouted from the woods, causing the flat-footed Rennard to turn his attention away from the vixen.

``That was fast- Oh shi-!''

``Language!'' Kimi snapped back in reflex, before... ``Oh crap!''

The kit had expected a rabbit or something like that to come charging out. Instead, he found himself rather unprepared as a deer came bolting out from the brush. A young cuntboy, it seemed, given the antlers on its head. The animal's eyes were glazed, perhaps out of a combination of fear, the lust from the pheromonal lure the wolves had been coated with, or both. Whatever it was, the fleeing creature was rushing right for the kit who wasn't quite in enough of a position to do anything else but try to grab onto the animal as it moved to jump over the vulpine speed bump in its way.

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``H-Hey! It's okay, the wolves won't hurt you!'' Rennard meeped, squeezing a hold of the feral animal in his best attempt at a calming hug while delivering shushing murmurs to its ears. He doubted it was that effective, at least immediately, leaving him mostly surprised that his Strength was enough to keep himself held to the herbivore, even if he was mostly just hanging from its neck while his feet tried to get their footing on the ground.

Well, at least the dang moon-induced rut was good for something!

Whether it was from his weight hanging onto the deer, the fear of wolves creeping in through the foliage outside of the clearing, his gentle soothing gestures, or just the fat, vulpine cock twitching with its duty-driven desire against its pelt, the animal's steps slowed, before finally coming to a stand near the center of the glade with an awkward shuffle.

Kimi, seeing that her younger brother apparently had the situation in hand, skulked away to not panic the fertile cunt-cervine further, flashing Rennard a knowing smirk on her way out.

``You- But you smell like wolves! But... You say there is no danger?!'' The deer bleated, drawing a flick from Rennard's ears as his Divine Boon allowed them to communicate. A touch more clearer too, it seemed, no doubt thanks to how he had ground his Familiarity skill to another rank with his pack.

He was hardly an expert, but at least the `voice' he heard in his head as the deer spoke made it sound relatively young - older than him comparatively still, sure, but the buck equivalent of his sister's age, if he had to guess.

``Everything's going to be okay~! We're here to help! I'm sorry the wolves are very scary and not very gentle, but they're just trying to help me!'' Well, help me make more baby deers in the future for their own babies to eat... He was going to try and not think about that, though, and instead focus on, well, `his duty'.

With the cervine calmed down, at least somewhat, Rennard's grip slackened, shifting a hand to give the back of the animal's neck a long, comforting pet, whilst his other hand drifted down to stroke over its sinewy shoulder. ``You remember that nice, alluring aroma you smelled before noticing the wolves?''

``Y-Yes...'' The deer answered uncertainty. The panicked flare to his nostrils began to subside as the beast relaxed, giving wise to a more curious, albeit no less desperate, quiver as the source of the virility it had detected tickled across his snout.

``That's from me~ I can help you with that need you've been feeling... But you already knew that, didn't you? That's why you tried to find its source only to discover the wolves!'' Rennard continued, giggling slightly as he did so. He couldn't help but remember how ridiculous the entire situation was... Not only was he petting a wild deer, which was already enough to make the young lad swoon from the majestic woodland creature pressing itself into his friendly pets, but he was propositioning to fuck it! Whatever pride his Mother might have gained from his developing healthy eating habits would have surely been lost once she discovered just what her adorable baby boy considered an average day in the woods to be now...

``I can fix that for you~'' He added with a murmur, keeping his hand upon the feral deer's neck so that he could bring the tool that had been twitching against the cervine's front leg into view for the animal. As if that wasn't enough, he used his free hand to wrap his small fingers around his kit prick, making the hefty spire seem that much more imposing against his small grip, as well as lifting the pre-dribbling shaft up despite its weight. ``Would you like that~?''

``But the wolves...'' The deer answered with a conflicted whine. The creature's head tilted to the side, keeping one eye away from the boy comforting it, and the shaft he had presented - the dance between survival and reproductive instincts that Rennard had seen play out several times playing out within the animal's skull.

``They won't hurt you. In fact, the wolves won't hurt you for months after we do this,'' the kit added, leaving off the complicated explanation for now. He wasn't certain just how complex topics like that would be `translated' to simple beasts like the deer, after all. But, between the wolves promising not to hunt any beasts that sported the brand his seed left, and reading the effect description of the blessing in Kimi and Lyca's character sheets, he was fairly certain that his words were truthful!

``Truly..?''

``Of course! They're my wolves, after all! They wouldn't hurt any of my lovers!'' The small fox beamed with a grinning smile, puffing out his chest with the overt pride he felt from becoming their alpha.

``Al- Alright,'' the beast murmured, shivering as it took a step to the side, turning around to expose its needy, bestial cunt to the smaller boy's shaft.

Rennard's blue eyes zeroed in on the sex in a way that was sure to remind the deer of how the wolves had first stared at him. The deer's folds were glistening with the need that had burned within the creature for the majority, if not the entirety, of its life - casting simmering pearls of estrus from his deeper walls to stain the soft felt-like fur around his sex.

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`To think, just a few days ago, I was conflicted about doing this~' The boy purred quietly to himself as the churning bar white liquid that was his Arousal bar crept to its halfway mark.

His desire was obvious across his features. His tail swished behind him, as joyful and carefree as any cub despite his sordid situation, briefly contemplating if animal pussy felt even better than an anthros - before discounting that with a brief shake of his head as it was a bit too lurid even for his current tolerance for depravity! Besides, he hardly had a fair comparison since Kimi, his favorite spade, was trapped as a feral, and his experience with bipedal on bipedal sex was limited to one very lovely lupine witch and a bunch of horny lizards that took advantage of him fresh into his adventures!

``I'm going to start now... But I need you to spread your legs a bit, my legs aren't as long as yours,'' he spoke with a murmur, pressing one hand against the deer's back to help coax his quivering flank lower so that he could line his hot, pulsing boyhood against the deer's sex.

No sooner had his tip kissed the cervine's fertile need - smearing those juicy folds in a dollop of his brewing excitement, than the kit's impatient hips rammed forward! His soft breath rolled from his chest in a seething growl, burning with his naked desire as he started to use the deer's cunt like a toy!

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Well, not quite like it, he thought silently to himself as his lithe body began to buck with reckless abandon, filling the forest with the euphoric bleats of his feral lover along with his own tender grunts and huffs of excitement. With a toy, all he'd care about was the pleasure he could get from using it, and while he was certainly chasing said pleasure at the moment, it was more an undercurrent to his single minded pursuit to breed! To flood the deer's womb with his potent seed! To leave the cervine's belly hanging with the weight of his fawns! Until, in a few months time, a couple move lives would exist thanks to him that would otherwise never have been born!

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It did not take long for those thoughts to make his heavy, nearly pool-ball sized nuts begin flexing against his taint - ready and eager to breed again despite their long, long night with just a few hours of rest. His fingers squeezed around the feral deer's thighs, dull claws raking against the grazing creature's skin, causing a hint of fear to resurface in the cervine's mind despite the surging waves of pleasure erupting from its deflowered sex. Of course, whatever hesitation tickled the periphery of the animal's mind wasn't enough to stop its instinctual programming and life-long estrus, its strong, prancing legs pushing back into each swing of the cub's hips to drive the quivering boy cock deeper into its inflamed, fertile mound.

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In no time at all, Rennard's knot began to flare to prominence, preventing his last few inches from plundering the deepest reaches of the deer's cunt anymore whilst the thick, pre and estrus polished lobes clapped wetly against the animal's sex. The boy's tail swished in erratic waves as the trepidation within his loins began to reach a fever pitch, his loins shuddering with their reflexive test runs, waiting for just the right moment to press himself to the hilt and fill the cervine with his... What do you call baby deer anyway, calves~? Funny, he hoped he'd be able to recognize at least a little bit of himself in them-

``Remember, no knotting.'' Kimi's voice whispered quietly against his ear, pulling him from his hedonistic indulgence with a cold dose of reality. He whined, opening his eyes slightly to cast a glance to where his sister was still lurking on the other side of the clearing - did she use her Noise spell to project her voice at a distance like that? He'd have to remember that trick for later.

Surely he could tie at least one of the beasts during this little make up breeding session, he thought..! Something the size of a young cunt-buck was also his best hopes for doing so, too... It would be understandable if he just... got carried away, right~? Surely Kimi would understand, he thought with fang bared pants, leaning forward to start hammering his engorged glands against the cervine's sex - testing its ever less steady stance with each press. How would she even know it was deliberate~?

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``I mean it, Rennard. Tie and you won't get mine or Lyca's ass for a week.''

God dang his sister and her ability to read him far too well... With a whine of protest, and a slump of defeat to his shoulders, he bitterly retorted with a long, drawn out `okaaaaaaaaay' to make his agony from being responsible known. His rut slowed, taking every bit of his halved Spirit to control himself and ensure that his knot didn't press too tightly against his lover's sex, focusing instead on shallower, yet no less euphoric for the pair of them thrusts to gradually tip him over that last point of desire. It took longer than it would have if he had just ground himself in and let the soft, flexing walls of the deer's tunnel work over the sensitive nerves lining his knot, but, after a few more, half-desperate, barely restrained bucks into the buck, the boy's loins finally hit their limit.

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It was his legs turn to shudder, nearly toppling against the deer as the wave of elation swept through his body from his climaxing loins! His knot flared madly against the velvety lips they were denied claiming, making their own disappointment known with every drumming squirm they gave against the swollen and aroused deer cunt. His balls, meanwhile, showed no such hesitation or regret, the oh so virile balls churning with his moon-rut enhanced fecundity flexing with every sizable deposit poured into his lover's cunt. His shaft spasmed, pumping the thick rivulets of cream against the deer's cervix, pooling into a warm, ovary calming puddle before his jostling tapered dick.

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More than enough rich, divinely blessed boy cream to do the deed, as the system alerted him too with the familiar, dick spasm inducing message of success. A quite healthy and generous success at that, thanks to the generous build he had stumbled into in his blind foolishness that ensured the second flex of his plump testes brought a second notification, and ensured the animal in front of him would be a mother to quite the brood. A thought that made Rennard grin, his goofy, adorable smile plastered on his mug as the last of his seed poured into that snug, orgasm-writhing tunnel as the waves of the deer's own heat-satisfied euphoria washed across its body.

But, eventually, it came time for the kit to pry free, slipping his sizable cock out after a few, languishing moments of partaking in the fading afterglow and warm, shuddering deer folds as the cervine's anxiety about being in a field smelling of wolves supplanted its answered need. WIth an uncertain prance, the beast darted back off into the wilderness, dripping thick splats of the boy's cream on its way.

``Hmmm. Well, not the first time I've fucked a bambi...'' The kit admitted to himself with a forlorn sigh, rolling onto his back with his mighty eight-inch tool standing straight up with his fading  arousal. He would have liked to have cuddled a bit more after, but he had to remember that despite being able to communicate to them thanks to his divine blessing, they were still beasts only capable of limited planning and forethought. Still... He hoped they at least remembered them, in their own way.

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His slowly relaxing cock surged back to full, eager prominence underneath the effects of his geas - catching the lad slightly by surprise if the sudden, pleased grunt spilling from his throat was any indication. His blue eyes glanced down, spotting two of his well-bred wolves creeping over towards him, with a panicked, fearful rabbit held in each of their maws.

``No time for resting, Rennard, you've got work to do~'' Kimi's voice returned, the vixen stepping closer as well to support her sibling's duty by sprawling out next to him - no need for stealth with such a brazen approach from the proud, tail-wagging predators waiting for praise from their alpha.

``Whine... You're going to exhaust me again, Kimi!'' Rennard whined, huffing to himself as he rolled back onto his haunches... Perhaps he could get away with sloping some of the seed glazing his dick from his recent breeding and fingering it into the rabbits' cunts?

``That's the idea, Ren. We can't have you causing a mess tonight when you transform, and even that moon-enhanced stamina of yours must have a limit. So we're going to tax your virility to its limit, and when that's done, you're going to train both your magic and sword skills so that you hopefully spend aaaaaaaall night sleeping rather than breeding another pack of wolves,'' Kimi explained with a firm rumble.

``Hmmph... I better get at least another Level out of this...'' The boy bouted, patting his lap for one of the wolves to deposit their frightened-near-to-death quarry so he could try to calm its mind with one doting murmur and pat at a time.

``A bunch of low level woodland critters..? Well... Maybe if you got enough of them. But that's what `your' wolves are now for... No~?''

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``You weren't kidding about running me ragged... But is the rope necessary?'' Rennard whined, a pile of exhausted fur, aching muscles, and taxed balls against the tree that Kimi had singled out for his Fenris-cosplay for the night - his robe, belts, blades, and other accessories arranged in a neat pile nearby.

It had gone well enough... Although he hadn't quite expected just how... exuberant the wolves would be to hunt for their new Alpha, even if it was under the restriction of not harming the poor creatures they were dragging off or chasing towards their blind date with the chosen. The nap that Kimi had allowed him didn't serve as a full night of fecundity restoration, leaving Rennard tapped out about a dozen beasts in - and that was from trying to make each climax of his go as far as possible by cupping his seed in his palms and smearing it within their eager holes and vents! Yet, for all that effort, he still didn't hit the double digits of his level either, nor did he level up any of his sexual skills, before they called it quits.

He knew he hadn't gotten any of the first species Experience bonus in the grab bag he was brought, but he still thought that Kimi's grinding strategy might have helped him cross that point! The sparring practice didn't seem to gain much results either, at least when it came to improving or gaining any Combat Skills. It was good to keep the techniques Sawyer had taught him fresh of course, and he got to practice some of the strategies the bunny had told him in passing for how to deal with beasts - but such intangible boons were little comfort to his aching muscles and exhaustion.

``We can't take any chances,'' Kimi rumbled curtly in response, getting the boy to hold on edge of the rope while she looped it around the trunk, ducking back in underneath the lad's arm to start crossing the fibers - directing Rennard use his hands to tie the knots she was no longer able to do herself. ``No guarantee that you're not going to get some energy back with that damn moon blessing and cause let more of a mess for us to clean up!''

``Pffft. I hardly consider it a mess~'' Lycandra retorted. The naked she-wolf was still relaxing in her anthro physique, basking in cool, evening air while the fox siblings settled in for the night.

``I still don't know why you don't just let him run wild~ Let the boy get some more hunting experience in while he's here with us~ C'mon, we'll keep him out of trouble~'' She added, grinning from ear to ear as she leaned down, practically bending over so that her predatory grin loomed less than a foot away from her husband. One of her hands reached down, brushing fondly over the virile tyke's chin as she continued. ``Wouldn't that be fun~? Letting the moon's light wash over us... To let the hunger and lusts of her grace compel us as we make the forest ours again~?''

``I, uh...'' Rennard blushed, tilting his sight away from her ferocious amber eyes. It couldn't have been that bad of an idea, could it..? How much trouble could he really get into as tired as he was..?

``Not a chance,'' his ever steadfast, veteran of many years of babysitting, elder sister countered. ``First, he needs proper rest so we can start traveling in the morning - not running around like a moon-crazed rut beast making god knows how many were-creatures in this wake! Although I'm sure you'd appreciate us having to linger for another couple of days.''

``Second,'' she added, after giving one of the edge's of the rope binding Rennard in place a firm tug with her maw - and getting the expected huff of retort from her brother when it squeezed its coils against him in reply. ``He needs to practice controlling these transformations like you and the rest of the pack can... mostly. Or, at the very least, remaining in control of himself during these midnight rut frenzies!''

``Bah, spoil sports~'' Lyca sighed in retort, offering a shrug to her husband and alpha's current predicament. ``Well, if it's what you want, Ren, I guess we'll play along with this little ploy... Although... I'm not certain how long I can help before the moon rises.''

``I thought you and the other wolves were in control of yourselves, Lyca?'' Rennard inquired curiously, his fascination with how the werewolves worked showing in the sleight wag of his tail against the forest floor. ``How is that, anyway? I mean, I'm the one that made you werewolves, and yet I can't control it at all!''

``Eh..? I dunno, really. Maybe it has something to do with my class changing to werewolf?'' She replied with a dismissive shrug. ``Maybe it works differently depending on if animals or you two-legged folk get the blessing. It would make a bit of sense, considering you don't need an `Anthro Familiarity' skill to speak your language, unlike us... Some things must just be implicit to who, or rather, what, we are.''

``That sounds laaaaame. Why does everything have to be so hard to get!?'' The boy remarked with another frustrated pout. ``What's the point of this Skill System if you still have to put in the effort to grow them rather than just, magically gaining them.''

``As for your other question...'' Lyca replied after a moment to giggle at their husband's tantrum. ``For the most part we are... Well, at least me and Theron can. The rest still struggle with assuming a form different from our birth shape. But I can feel my instincts begin to boil with excitement as the full moon rises... It used to mean just an opportune time to hunt with the additional light, but now... There's something more to it... It's like the very heavens are inviting us to hunt and fuck!''

``Don't you feel it too, Alph- Rennard~?'' She inquired with a murmur, as the free hand spared from the task of supporting her weight against the tree reached down to begin appreciating the anthropormophic form she was in - clawed fingers sweeping over her curvy, yet oh so athletic, figure to brush against the wet lips of her well bred, blessing-branded, cunt.

``I- I guess..? I've been feeling kinda... Well, in a rut since last night though...'' He sighed in retort, before turning his attention inwards to try and see if the same savage desires were blossoming within his breast. Perhaps they were, but between his fatigue, and the burnt-out, but still thought numbing, rut, any sprouting kernel of were-beast depravity was not yet noticeable.

That was, until, the first ray of moonlight graced the assembled group. Rennard shivered as the libido that he thought had been all but exhausted suddenly began to flare back to life - like the embers of a snuffed fire resurging within half-burnt kindling underneath the lightest breeze. His toes clenched, and his tail flickered against the first, but nowhere felt it as hard as his loins as his spent, flexing spheres boiled with reinvigorated productivity thanks to his supernatural `blessing'. A second later, and his almost achingly-over taxed shaft began to slip free from his sheath, stabbing a few inches of soft red meat into the air with every idle roll of his hips.

It wasn't like his exhaustion had been cured, or so he thought in those first few, half-panting moments as he tried to brace his mind against the all-consuming instincts, desires, and savage simplicity beginning to lap over his mind. He could still feel how tired his flesh was, yet it was almost like an afterthought, less prominent, less real to him than the urges boiling within his loins. Yet there must have been some measure of revitalization, as no amount of mind-over-matter would have gotten his fecundity spun back up to bring the glistening, pheromone-wafting spring to trickle once more from his tapered point.

``Ah... There- There it is, I guess...'' Rennard murmured with a huff before making an attempt to squirm free from the ropes so he could help coax his virility to full bloom.

``Remember, Rennard... You need to try and stay in control for as long as you can... Just like the other skills you practiced, you have to make the effort. Every second you stay in possession of your senses, the closer you'll be to using this new power in helpful ways.''

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That was easier said than done considering his already lackluster spirit had been cut in half by the very curse he was fighting to retain control of himself against! But... He had to try, hoping to try and delay how long it took for him to give in to the instincts rising within his psyche by closing his eyes to the moon's soft light. His young, adorable jaw clenched, reflecting his efforts as he struggled to keep his breath steady and even despite the excitement beginning to burn within his core - as well as making his incisors all the more obvious as his fangs began to swell with his transformation.

``Fuck control~'' Lyca growled, huffing with an excitement that sent her ample bosom quaking. The hand that had just been tentatively exploring her body gave up any pretense to instead sink into the bitch's wet cunt, spreading her lips and ensuring the scent of excited wolf cunt flooded the boy's nostrils - as if he needed any further encouragement to surrender to feral depravity! ``Why bother controlling it when you could just make yourself better at using it~?''

``Lyca! You're not helping!'' Kimi hissed in annoyance. Still... With the wolfess starting to lose control of herself, too, she couldn't help but take a cautious step back, gaining just enough distance to respond in case the transforming lupine's claws swung her way. ``You've got this Ren... Just a minute, hold on for a full minute for me, then we can help you deal with those urges.''

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Rennard's feet flexed again, except this time the twitch was accompanied by the swelling of muscles and twisting of bones as his foot began to extend. The balls of his feet shifted, twisting into a set of hind paws much like his sister's - although certainly larger in size - save for his little toe, of course, which seemed to have been left behind, until disappearing into his quivering soles entirely.

His hands weren't far behind, coaxing the boy's dilated eyes to open to watch as the tension of change within those limbs made them start to mirror his hind legs. His fingers curled, twisting against his palm with every pleasurable shudder bouncing through his body, almost obscuring how the digits shrunk away, while at the same time his vestigial claws doubled in length and girth, swelling into proper tools to dig into the dirt. At the same time, his shoulders began to shift, seeming to drift forward as his back and spine seemed to swell with new mass and strength, shifting his posture to one far better suited for being on all fours just like his sister.

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``Hah... Hah... It's... Hard... To focus...'' Rennard's grunted words were becoming harder to get out through the haze of lust and feral simplicity now draped over his mind like a warm, comforting blanket luring his consciousness to slumber. He wouldn't say he was resisting its influence anymore, that would have been a foregone conclusion if he had tried. Instead, it was much more like trying to stay afloat on the turbulent waters of his psyche - he might not be able to change its course, at least currently, but he could at least try to be along for the ride this time.

His curiosity and fascination at the changes rippling through his body helped, drawing the vague memories he had of his first transformation to the forefront of his regressing mind. He had been so distracted with railing Kimi yesterday that the changes had gone mostly unnoticed, but now that he saw how his body twisted and reformed with every erratic shiver, the sensations that had played out in the back of his mind then were put into context.

Of course, his fascination was most drawn to the spire between his legs, distracting him from the changes undergoing on his head as his neck thickened and jaw widened, becoming stockier, more rugged, more adept at ripping and tearing his enlarged fangs into the flesh of whatever soft-skinned, tantalizing beast crossed his path. His blue eyes, gleaming with the reflected moonlight, stared at his spasming prick glistening with the same pale illumination - watching as the tool swelled higher and higher into the cool evening air. It was growing not just from the bubbling arousal boiling within the kit's loins, but also from a raw increase in size from the form he was adopting - leaving the kit's breast burning with an inflated ego as he saw how much fatter his dick looked with the pair of extra inches, leaving the hefty slab of red, feral fox dick towering between his scrambling hind legs.

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``F-fu- Heck...'' He barely managed to resist cursing with a whine, his long tongue hanging from his panting jaw as he eyed the monster sputtering between his legs - the flow of warm, wet precum pouring from throb-lurching prick even heavier than his normal, messy fecundity thanks to his fatter balls and even further empowered Virility. He had used this on both of Kimi's holes..? A good thing she had taken that Size Queen feat beforehand...

Although a sluggish glance towards his sister's conflicted expression - eyeing his large, exposed, therianthropy-endowing prick with desire between more supportive glances to ever more glazed gaze - seemed to show she had no major regrets on being that tool's holster.

But, it was becoming harder to maintain what little consciousness he had left with every passing second. Desire, hunger, and panic at his trapped predicament began to dance unopposed by whatever mental checks the boy's tender mind could muster - essentially sending his psyche tumbling into the raging currents of instinct, emotion, and lust at last. He wanted, no, needed to breed! Every fiber in his being called for it... Or for the warm, sticky life of his next meal to pour against his lips and tongue, to feel their pulse fade away before their flesh was made one with his own - their life becoming a part of his own.

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His consciousness made one last attempt to keep itself afloat, before finally being lulled into the inky depths of the beastly fox's surging subconscious. As if to announce the, albeit temporary, victory of instinct over reason, the boy's maw opened wide with a beckoning howl!

He got six in answer. The transformed boy's keen, frenzied vision twisted to turn to the looming figures of his pack answering to his call. The closest of which was right next to him, belonging to the voice of the lead female, and one of his closest wives. Her mighty figure towered over his, even if the feral kit was free of his binds to stand on all fours - her head nearly brushing against the branches of the tree he was bound next to, and her claws as long as the kobold dagger amongst his discarded equipment. His slumbering mind stirred briefly, noting that she had not looked quite so... imposing... the last time he glanced her way before his transformation occupied his attention.

Another of his family was in a similar state of savage, monstrous ferocity, lacking in the ample bosoms of the female and with a pair of slightly broader shoulders - yet still possessing of the glistening, branded cunt of his sister, still wafting with the fading embers of quenched fertility. The fox's tongue flicked across his chops, delighting in taking that tool for a spin to remind the giant beast who was in charge still, a fact that the werewolf seemed to acknowledge with the faint dip of his snout towards his alpha's prostrated form in reply to the cub's excited growls.

Then there were the other four... Massive, hulking brutes of feral might, even larger than his own. In his form he might have been slightly larger than a wolf, but there was no contest between them when said wolves likewise adopted a `dire' visage as well, leaving them standing a foot taller than the sleeker, more agile male. But the savage-minded vulpine felt no challenge from their hungry stares and licking chops. No matter the difference in Strength between him and his pack, he was its undisturbed breeding male with the hot, twitching tower quickly making a mess of his own fur and the stubborn, constricting coils holding him fast against the tree!

He turned his jaws to the binds at last, trying to bite his way through the hempen rope, whilst his growl of annoyance indicated towards his packmates to help free him from the obnoxious bonds holding him in place!

Only for the female that hadn't answered his call to ambush him. The kit flinched, snarling in surprise an alarm as the familiar warmth and scent of his mate draped herself on top of him. Her forepaws pressed against his chest, whilst her lovely spade dragged itself against the side of his dick - leaving the tool to brush against her brand of maternal protection - especially once the vulpine doubled down on distracting his attempts at escape by grinding her puffy folds, swollen with the scent of virility wafting from his pre-dribbling dick.

``Shush, shush... It'll be okay Rennard. I- We're here... You're not in danger... You can still be a good boy for me, can't you~?'' The vixen murmured, her words tickling at the lust drunk neurons within his skull.

His immediate answer was another annoyed growl, snarling as she seemed to be trying to pin him in place as well! But, unlike the myriad wolves around him, he was the stronger of this mate... A fact that tempted him to try to flex what limited range of motion he had to buck her off, snapping his jaws just shy of her face in an attempt to frighten her off so that he could return to escaping..!

At least, until, the feral vixen's snout pushed against his right after the clap of his teeth! The feral boy froze as her lips met his, tilting her snout at just the right angle to coax his own maw to reflexively part in answer, and allow their lolling tongues to slide against one another. His cock flexed against her with that sordid embrace, painting her belly in a fresh rivulet of his copious essence, whilst his body shivered in conflicting desires. His forepaws awkwardly twitched against her body - or at least as best they could with his awkward predicament - dull claws raking against her pelt as if he was trying to gain a grip on a rival... And yet, his lips widened, exposing more of his panting maw to his mate, his breath washing against her smaller snout as - feral or no - his body remembered how to kiss his sister even if his mind was slower to react.

``Rrrff... Kim... Kimi?'' The boy huffed, the barest hint of clarity returning to his lust-glazed expression after their kiss drew to a close - leaving speckles of spit briefly bridging between their lips and fangs before the vixen cut the strand in twain with a flick of her tongue.

``Yes Rennard, I'm here... See, I told you you could be a good boy for me...'' She murmured. Her heart fluttered with pride that she had managed to pull her younger brother's mind back from the depths of primal desire, however briefly. It was clear that, if she wanted her plan to succeed, she... or hopefully, they, would need to make him more... comfortable... in the position he was trapped in.

``I think you deserve a reward... Do you remember how much you liked this~?'' She murmured with a sultry purr, slowly slipping her smaller body down along his frame.

The boy's mighty dick protested the removal of her soft, silky fur and even warmer, wetter snatch against it with an angry, precum dripping flex. At least, until, the slowly squirming back vixen's forepaws came to brace against either side of the boy's crotch, and her anxious breaths washed over the vulpine lad's impressive masculinity~ Her softer amber eyes admired just how much larger the shaft looked since the last time she was in this position, leaving her briefly contemplate just how wise of an idea this was, but at the same time, made her even more excited to feel what the fatter, heavier balls twitching anxiously beneath his knot could do~

``You're such a big boy... Always getting bigger too~ It's a good thing this is the only dick in existence, otherwise any lass you've had a spin with would think any other cock to be lacking in comparison~'' She teased, hoping that her indulging praise would help to keep the boy's consciousness alert against the lascivious riptide pulling it back beneath the surface of instinct.

It was likely to be the last words she'd say for the next few minutes, after all, as her soft, silky tongue ran along the underside of the dire kit's dick - appreciating the spunk sputtering flexes of his cum vein against the muscle, and the slick, torpor flow of his pheromone-wafting masculinity against her taste buds. By the time her tongue's criss-crossing path reached the madly pulsating knot at the base of the boy's dick, the pre cleared in the wake of her tongue had already been replaced for the tool's upper half.

But, her goal wasn't the impossible task to clean that ungodly virile boy cock, no. It was just to keep her brother's attention focused, to get him as much experience as he can controlling the feral instincts burning through his mind so that he could harness this power as a boon, rather than a challenge... That, and to appreciate his hot, juicy cock once more. Curse Lyca and her ability to grow thumbs... How eager she would be to feel her tender fingers wrap around the base of his knot and made it pulse with a faux tie against her tongue, to put all the tricks she knew from their life back on Earth on her younger brother's dick like her taboo thoughts had always contemplated.

Future things, she murmured silently to herself. Promises to keep once they got powerful enough for her to find a way to transform as well. But for now... Her lips and tongue journeyed back to the steepled roof of that tower of dick, placing tender, doting smooches all along the way whenever she felt like his mind was slipping deeper into mindlessness.

``Now, be a good boy for your big sister, Ren... If your mind slips away again, I'll pull off~ You got that?'' She teased again, doubtful she'd be able to keep the delicate dance going for much longer regardless of what she did - but, every second longer he managed it, was likely a second less he'd need to do in the future.

``But... It's... Hard...'' He grunted, his growls struggling to pronounce words with his warped physiology, whilst his hips showed no hesitation at all - pushing upwards despite his awkward, bound position to smear his drooling prick across Kimi's face with another matted trail of fur left in his tool's wake.

``I know it is~ But I know you can do it. You're my amazing little brother after all~ Always getting into trouble, always so strong spirited... What's a little therianthropy compared to that, huh?'' She giggled, before finally pressing her kissing lips against the fecund point of the living fountain, hesitating for a moment longer despite the eager press of the tool against her tongue. Before, with a rumbling purr to ensure her maw tickled his dick as pleasantly as possible, she slid down. Inch, after inch of engorged, throbbing masculinity sliding across the velvet carpet of her tongue.

It wasn't long after the boy's head prodded against the back of her maw, pouring its virile essence down into her gullet. Her brown eyes glanced over towards Rennard's face, meeting his sharp blues to try and get the mind slowly sinking behind that gaze to latch onto her gaze, as well as to appreciate the naked, primal desire painted across his expression with his steady, tongue lolling pants and snarled grunts of excitement. Before, with a growing purr within her own throat, pressing her lips down further along the mighty slab of cock - swallowing around the shaft wedging itself into her throat to ensure the bulge the feral brat's dick made in her neck was even more pronounced~

His tail wagged underneath her, joining his excited whimpers, and the restless growls of the jealous werewolves watching their Alpha playing with his mate. Kimi spared just the briefest of glances aside to watch how the moon-crazed beasts were reacting to the show she was putting on, half expecting them to scatter to hunt. But instead, it seemed like the boy's scent of virility thick in the air was keeping them close, and coaxing them to indulge in their more lurid aspects. With their Alpha occupied, and Lyca not daring to let another intrude on the sordid dance going on in front of them, they had instead turned to each other. Cradled in each other's arms, snarling bites against napes, clawed fingers plunging needily into their sopping cunts and spades, howling with their carnal foreplay until they were treated to the main course that was the magnificent cock responsible for the pups growing in all of their wombs.

They'd get their chance to make sure Rennard was so exhausted that even the full moon couldn't keep him from slumber... Once she was done. Her eyes snapped back to stare into the feral boy's eyes once again, not shying away again as she slammed her maw down over his cock - despite how her satisfied moan of excitement feeling the slab of cock slide down her gullet made her eyes flutter with bliss. Her nostrils flared, appreciating his scent burning his need onto her epithelium, whilst her ears danced with every slick squelch of spit and pre squeezed out of her throat - steadily churned into a frothy lather which drooled down her chin and along his prick as she threw herself into her carnal deed, each time steadily working her lips down closer towards his knot, and that prick deeper into her throat.

Until, some minutes later, with the occasional shallower bobs to give her enough of a break to breathe, her lips finally nestled against the boy's flexing knot once again - sending both of their tails wagging, whilst his balls quivered on the edge of their release. Those monsters of glands were far too thick for her to wrap her lips and jaws around, at least comfortably - although who really knew with her Size Queen feat - which would normally be the point where her hands would come into play to simulate a nice, squeezing cunt to get her stud's to spill their load. But, again, all she had were her clumsy paws that did their best to squeeze against both sides of the fat anchor - propping her body up along her elbows as she did so. But, in the end, all they could do was add a touch more pleasure, bringing him another notch to his release, whilst her excitedly bobbing, lips, embracing tongue, and well timed, swallowing throat, would have to do the majority of the work to wrench that seed from its boiling containers.

Rennard's mind had long surrendered back to the turbulent current of instinct, leaving the kit squirming on his back with lascivious, feral grunts and snarls rolling from his lips. But, there was at least a few elements of his higher faculties still on display to prove that the affair wasn't an entire wash - his forepaws squirmed against his bindings to press against the back of his sister's head, coaxing her bobbing motions to plop down with increasing fervor. While his nuts, matted and soaked in the throat slop of vixen drool churned into a lathered mix with his fecundity, twitched, quivering on the edge of release beneath his knot - reflecting the need broadcasted by his clenching foot pads stretching out on either side of his wife's body.

It was only a matter of time before the boy - even with his exhaustion from the long day of breeding and training - would reach his peak, particularly with the rejuvenating, or at least, mollifying effect of his rampant curse! His spheres flexed, jumping up against his taint to nearly brush against Kimi's chin - her lips pursed and pressed against the knot whilst coaxing that climax free with every suckling slurp. His spasming knot swelled, showing off just how fat the tool grew when it had tied with her spade the night before, causing a reflexive quiver from her thoroughly bred snatch at the memory the sight evoked. Even the distended impression the prick made within her throat swelled noticeably with every clench, surging in size as his shaft hardened to its turgid peak, and pumped thick ropes of vulpine virility into the vixen's familiar throat.

With a long, drawn out, slurp, reflecting just a hint of showmanship for the audience of hormonal wolves quivering for their turn, Kimi slowly pulled her lips from her brother's dick - letting the following shots of seed pumping straight into her throat crash in cascading flows crash against the higher and higher reaches of her throat. Before finally the streak of alabaster virility spread its heavy, tangy flavor across her tongue, and a second later, spill forth from her drooling, saliva speckled and bridged fangs and lips to blast its potent warmth straight across her face with a satisfied giggle from the girl.

Just how valuable was the seed she was letting wash across her face like some sort of gaudy shampoo, Kimi wondered as she showed no signs of surrendering the fecund cream seeping into her fur to anyone else - nuzzling against the sputtering prick that, at least for the moment, was all hers, whilst one forepaw feebly tried to coax the spasming release further with an adoring stroke along the tool's side. Sure, there was enough seed dripping down her throat, coating her brow and one side of her face, or stewing within her belly to have knocked up another glade of woodland creatures, or an entire field of wheat thanks to the kit's ungodly virility, if it could only have been properly dolled out.

But, she had one more surprise in mind for her precious brother before throwing him to his wolves, waiting until the kit's hefty shaft had finished divulging its torrent of incestuous cream over her feral head before letting the spent tool fall back against his nuts. She then skulked forward, prowling up along his larger body - making the wolves snarl in impatience thinking she was going for a second round, whilst also drawing a hesitant, low rumble from her feral-minded sibling. Not that she cared much, ending their little tryst as it began by pushing her lips boldly against the boy's maw once more...

Except, this time, instead of it being just the touch of her warm lips, and the flicking dance of their tongues rolling against one another, the vixen had kept the thick wad of vulpine boy jizz he had happily deposited on her tongue so that she could shove the wad of warm, gooey cream into the maw of its originator! Thick, fecund strings stretched between their fangs as the boy's half-regressed mind was sluggish to reply to their embrace once more, and even slower to realize just what she had done - his tongue sluggishly lapping at its first taste of the virility he had blessed so many beasts and critters with, awkwardly passing the diminishing, trickling ball of cum back and forth between their maws with the ebb and flow of their kiss.

Until, as the last of that cream finally tumbled forth to stain their lips and tongues, she pulled back once again, a satisfied wag to her tail as her amber eyes admired the long, sticky strings of cream-and-spit drawn between their lips in her wake - before finally breaking them, and surrendering her mate to her co-conspirators with a tender lick to his forehead.

``He's all yours, girls~'' The vixen murmured, flopping onto the ground next to the bound dire kit, flaunting her puffy spade as she lazily lapped up the remnants of seed dripping from her maw. ``Just don't untie him... Or keep him up or night this time~''

Unsurprisingly, Lyca was the first to take advantage of the bound and listless feral stud before her, digging her claws into the tree's bark to grind her well-bred pussy over the shaft responsible. But, what Kimi hadn't expected was one of the more feral temperament wolves that hadn't yet taken a name to trot her way over towards the vixen. A curious, rumbling growl to her throat as she helped to clean their Alpha's mate of the seed coating her face... Before dragging her tongue lower to help to lick away the dew of arousal weeping from her silky black spade.

``Mmmm... Maybe your wolves aren't all bad~'' She murmured with a giggle, casting a glance to her side to see Rennard's happily panting, tongue lolling expression as his shaft reawakened with a twitch thanks to the dripping sex smothering it with every demanding grind from the she-wolf.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "My New Life As An Otherworldly Breeding Stud Chapter 17", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "3", "views": "194" }