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Rennard wakes up the morning after successfully transforming into a dire feral on his own to quite a few surprises, the least of which is how his two feral wives intent to reward him for his foolish bravery last night. Alas, Lyca must then bid the boy farewell for now to keep the pack in order and make preparations for the lad's return, prompting the fox to declare his bold ambitions openly to her ears.

This technically makes the 20th story in the series with Sawyer's intermission chapter, but I'm debating doing something for the 20th official chapter's publication. A Q&A maybe? Not sure, might end up being nothing and something I do for the 50th, but there's no guarantee the series will keep going on that long. It all sort of depends on how far my ideas come along to string things together.

I have a Telegram Channel for announcements related to my Inkbunny content, such as when stories are published or streams working on the Isekai series or text game are going up here!
If you're wanting to chat or ask questions about any of my ongoing projects, there's an attached group here~", "writing": "Everything was going perfectly~ Well, asides from the start, at least.\n\nKeras couldn’t help but grin to himself as the results of his genius came to fruition while casually sprawled across the back of the Lesser Barghest he had kept with him for protection. The five demon dogs had originally intended to ambush the boy and his two annoying companions closer to evening. But, unfortunately, it looked like the senses of the Chosen boy’s two feral bitches allowed them to notice his hounds lurking in the darkness before the time had come, buying them a few minutes of evening light.\n\nNo matter. If anything, the light worked in his plan’s favor, as the two beasts were acutely aware of the monstrous opponents isolating them from their charge. It should have also ensured the boy would run away with a clear opponent in front of him, but it looked like the young lad was braver than he expected—trying to stand and fight despite the yells of his bitches to run away.\n\n“How heroic~” The demon red panda sang with a patronizing tone. Well, while he might not have respected the heroic tykes desire to protect his mates and his kids growing in them, it [i]did[/i] make the boy an even more tempting target of the impanda’s desires~ His hand wandered down over his lithe body, teasing himself with his own touch before his dextrous fingers brushed along his own inflamed, needy cunt to hook themselves behind his glistening pink netherlips—not caring at all that his idle hip rolls as he fingered himself pressed against the Lesser Barghest’s back, or made the demonic hound he was using as a seat ever so slightly uncomfortable from being used as a piece of furniture while he did so.\n\n“Such virtues~ Such convictions~ Mmm... How fun it’ll be to see you cast aside when you become nothing but my eager little breeding pet~ Mmmm... Maybe if you’ll good, I’ll even corrupt your two bitches and make them my pets as well, so you can be there for your little depraved hellpups and kits to be born~” The young demon groaned lightly, licking his lips as he pictured the glorious victory he was about to achieve!\n\n[i]Especially[/i] since he and the barghest had been watching the trio long enough to see some of the boy’s earlier playing. Mmm. It was difficult to not seize upon them right then and there, and if Keras had known they would have been spotted before evening anyway, maybe they should have. 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[i]struggling!?[/i]\n\nNo, of course not, he comforted himself after seeing the barghest force the lad onto the ground after finally landing a bite. Looks like the boy’s skills with that pathetic sword of his could only buy him a few moments of distance from the dog’s hungry jaws before his inevitable defeat caught up to him. Oh well, it might have been entertaining to have captured him himself, but one of his mother’s pets catching his new toy and bringing it to him was acceptable as well.\n\nHe’ll let that barghest get to ride the Chosen Fuckpole first—well, first of the dogs after [i]he[/i] was done with it, at least.\n\nBut, just as the impanda thought it was time to get started, the kit managed to get some distance again from the Lesser Barghest by striking at the beast with the knife he had, drawing a disappointed click of the demonic boy’s tongue in reply. Now it was just getting sad! Sure, it looked like the kit was on his last legs, but what had seemed like a one-sided fight was going to end in a narrow, rather than decisive, victory...\n\nProvided that the boy didn’t pull out any other surprises to turn things around... Which seemed like far too much of a possibility when the boy pulled his mediocre spells out and enshrined his blunt sword in flames.\n\n“Tut, can’t even take down a single cub... So much for being first,” Keras muttered, rolling off of the Barghest he was laying upon to dust off the mongrel fluff sticking to his hips. “Screw this, change of plans. Go in there and help your brother out before he gets defeated a second ti–”\n\n[i]SLAM.[/i]\n\nKeras’ words were interrupted by an ominous crash behind him—massive enough to make the demonic boy’s short, reddish-brown hair kick up from the wind left in its wake. 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He hardly needed to spy upon her Level to know that this wasn’t an encounter that he was going to win.\n\nFortunately for him, she seemed to have other priorities, giving him time to watch her while he contemplated his exit strategy—as well as notice a peculiar heart-shaped, pink brand upon her belly, just like the two feral bitches the fox kid kept at his side had.\n\nHer gaze snapped back away from home when he didn’t try to attack or run, at least not yet, and instead growled at the defeated demon underneath her claws. “Oh no you don’t, you’re not getting to scamper back to the abyss.”\n\nThe protector of the wood’s magic ensnared the slain demon, trapping its dissolving body and soul into a barrier of pale-green light—the prison shrinking in size the more the demon broke down, until finally reaching the size of a lantern as the hound’s trapped essence coiled within, taking the shape of bellowing thick smog which writhed futilely within its prison.\n\nA second later, and with a flex of one of the werewolf’s monstrous claws, that smoke began to condense, pressed in upon itself by the bitch’s magic—before, finally, condensing into a perfectly round sphere of obsidian that imprisoned the barghest’s being.\n\nKeras gulped again. Death wouldn’t be too bad for their kind. The worst they’d experience was embarrassment respawning back in their demonic bastions within the abyss. But this... Being bound into a physical object for Demon Lord knows how long until they were rescued by their prison’s destruction? It was the closest their kind could come to true death short of the holiest of the bitch goddess’ magic, which was in such short supply these days to be all but unheard of.\n\nBut, it only got worse as the impanda watched the werewolf summoned an entire [i]necklace[/i] of such contained demons, forming a chain of obsidian jewels which the new one joined. Only after it was done did the mistress of the woods turn her annoyed gaze towards the demonic ‘prince’ in front of her, those bisque eyes practically [i]appraising[/i] him, as if contemplating how captivating of a jewel he might make once imprisoned.\n\n“N– Now, let's not be hasty here! Listen, we’re leaving, there’s no need to resort to violence! Lemme just go collect–” Keras’ attention turned towards where his barghests and the boy’s group were fighting, only for his shocked expression to return when he spotted the boy mid transformation into a were-beast himself. Of course, his amber eyes couldn’t help but watch that fat cock of his get even fatter as he did so, making his thin, devilish tail writhe with excitement at what such a [i]monster[/i] could do to his body. To say nothing else of how entertaining such a bestial, monstrous ‘pet’ would have been to him.\n\nThe barghest that was fighting the kit was a goner at that point, limping along on its last few HP points as well. 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But, before he could reach it, a snap from the werewolf’s claws banished his abyssal gateway, leaving him crashing pathetically onto the grass floor, before any further attempt at escape was stopped by the monster’s clawed hand wrapping around his head—yanking him up to leave him dangling from the oversized grip like some pathetic, squirming doll.\n\n“Now don't you worry your pretty little head, you little whelp. Capturing your soul would be more trouble than its worth. Besides...” The werewolf growled, turning her attention back towards the show that was going on in front of them, coaxing him to watch as well with how her overpowering grip turned his horned head. “I have a feeling we’re about to see something [i]interesting.[/i]”\n\n“It's not like you’re giving me much of a choice!” He huffed, pouting like a grounded brat as he hung from the monster’s hold. But, he couldn’t deny he didn’t appreciate the show they were spying on—watching the boy’s fat knot clap against the needy, glistening spade of the feral cunt-hound over the next several minutes, before finally the lad’s balls began to unload deep into the Lesser Barghest’s womb.\n\nWhat he wasn’t expecting was the visible changes going on in front of him. His eyes went wide as he saw, and [i]felt[/i], the demonic taint within his servant begin to subside—one womb baptising cum shot at a time.\n\n“That’s... That’s not possible!” He [i]squeaked[/i]. The creature in front of him [i]was[/i] still a demon... albeit barely. If he had to put his finger on [i]what[/i] the dog in front of them now was, the closest equivalent he could think of was a mortal that had been recently corrupted into demonhood. But, that shouldn’t have been possible... All the Lesser Barghests his mother had pledged to her were [i]borne[/i] demons! Even then, he had never heard of a [i]corrupted[/i] demon managing to be reverted back to mortality either—or at least, one step removed from it!\n\n“Mmm... I guess you wouldn’t know the reason behind this, would you?” the werebitch retorted with a teasing smirk.\n\nBut, with the show done, and the dire stud responsible for their entertainment plucking his knotted cock free from his well bred plaything, the monster strode forward—carting the impanda boy along with her.\n\n“Well... Ain’t that a surprise.” Her voice rumbled forward, catching the attention of the feral boy and his two wives. But, even as she spoke, the monster started to shift and change, shrinking down to a far more normal size—although her impressive cleavage remained no less imposing on her bust.\n\n‘They could even give my mother’s a run for their money,’ Keras found himself considering as he watched the wolf woman conjure forth a set of clothes with another snap of her claws—ensuring that she was fully clothed by the time she stepped out into the mediocre light of the Divine Beast’s fire. Although the tightly fitted dress the woman looked did little in the way of modesty for the motherly woman, she would have been better served tilting her head forward to let the wide brimmed, steepled hat she likewise conjured to try and obscure her tits beneath its rim.\n\n“Whose there!?” The fox wife stepped forward, snarling with defiance at the mysterious voice approaching closer. Not that it looked like she was ready to tussle again. Keras’ could see with his Analyze skill that her Mana pool was quite low, and her HP was hovering at the midway point thanks to the bite wound upon her side.\n\nBut, as the witch and her demonic prisoner strode forward into view, a wave of relief spread across the vixen’s face. Her hackles lowered, and a sigh of relief burst forth from her lips shortly before she exclaimed. “Chloe!?”\n\nAlthough, perhaps more surprisingly, was the reaction the other wife gave. Her nostrils flared, her expression twisting into one of nostalgia and confusion, canting her head to one side with one ear lifted... Joining in to her fellow wife’s exclamation with one of her own. “...Mother?”\n\n“What?” Kimi snapped in surprise, jolting her head back towards the feral wolf, then towards the anthro one in front of her, then back to the beast. “You mean..?”\n\n“Yes dears, apologies for the late arrival, but you all seemed to have things in control by the time I got here,” the wolf witch giggled.\n\nKeras was about to try and shout to interrupt the reunion playing out before him—only for another flick of the lupine’s fingers to conjure forth a gag around his mouth, reducing him to protesting only with muffled barks and growls. Another flick of the vile woman’s hand, and he was left floating in the air behind her, powerless to do more than kick uselessly at the air, and managing only to annoy the witch enough that she spun her finger in a circle that suddenly spun the red panda boy to continue floating upside down.\n\n“I’m sorry, but... Mother? That can’t be right, can it? I mean, I know you’re both wolves, but... You know.” Kimi hesitated at a distance, awe struck by that revelation.\n\nLycandra and Rennard, however, seemed to not have such reservations. The lupine lass trotted forward to confirm her findings, sniffing at the motherly witch’s belly, even after the woman leaned down to fondly pet along her ears. Her vulpine husband, meanwhile, approached from the witch wolf’s other side, likewise sniffing at his familiar mate, before jumping up against her side to lap at her cheek.\n\n“Mmm... Precocious as ever, aren’t you little Rennard~? No doubt you’re busy thinking you can give me an entire litter if you have another go at me now, but one child is enough for an old woman like me to raise, please~” Chloe giggled, replying to the transformed cub’s forwardness by brushing her hand against the back of his head with a comforting pet... One that seemed to lull the dire kit straight to sleep as a wave of drowsiness washed over the rutting lad’s body, before he half-collapsed, half-laid down at her feet in a peaceful slumber. “There we go... Can’t have him running around and making a bunch of little wereboys and girls now, can we?”\n\n“Now, to your question... Yes, I am this wolf’s mother,” Chloe replied, giving the slumbering feral cub one last affectionate pet, before turning her attention to the nose nudging girl still at her side.\n\n“I knew I recognized that scent!” Lyca replied with an excited murmur, shoving her head forward to rub her scalp against the witch’s midsection.\n\n“But... How!?” Kimi interjected, stepping in closer to check in upon Rennard with a curious boop of her snout against his side.\n\n“Well... Those of us who are able should do all we can to help the Goddess maintain this world. I still possess quite a few Blessings from the Old Mother, one of which I’ve invoked over the last ten years to birth beasts that are in short supply within the woods to help the Goddess conserve her energy. This girl’s wolf pack was one such litter I’ve borne for the good of my woods.”\n\n“Of course, I wasn’t expecting our little Rennard to have bred you... [i]Especially[/i] after I told the boy to prioritize prey animals. But, that aside, I am happy to see that one of my daughters is doing so well~ Have you taken a name, my dear?”\n\n“Lyca... Lycandra,” the wolf murmured with an excited wag. “Oh, the largest of my brothers has taken the name Theron!”\n\n“Your brother– Oh my, don’t tell me...”\n\n“Yep! Rennard blessed [i]all[/i] of us with his pups and therianthropy!” The wolf wife beamed proud, smiling up at her anthro mother in seeming indifference to the disappointed tut the witch gave to the revelation.\n\n“Oh that boy... Whatever are we going to do with him,” Chloe sighed, although there was still the hint of a smile upon her snout as she spoke—especially as her yellow eyes turned to look towards said cub now sprawled onto his back to let the impressive pole still sputtering with vigor from between his hind legs tower into the air.\n\nA sight that Kimi was very much trying her best not to stare at herself while talking to her old witch friend in front of her.\n\n“Where have you been anyway? We’ve had to fight demons [i]twice[/i] since you disappeared!” The vixen grumbled lightly, casting a disparaging glance towards the ‘redeemed’ barghest and the bound floating imp behind the witch.\n\n“Ironically enough, trying to expunge the abyssal filth that was sneaking about through my woods. Unfortunately, it looked like a pair managed to slip past me the first time,” the older woman replied. “It seems that their demonic overlord must have somehow learned about the Chosen’s arrival, and is now trying to hunt down your brother–”\n\n“Husband,” Kimi corrected with a possessive huff.\n\n“Yes, trying to hunt down your husband. I’m glad you two, now three, have managed to handle them as well as you have, though. It looks like it's done good for the pair of you at least.”\n\n“Well... Yeah.” Kimi added with a mutter, looking back towards her slumbering sibling. “It looks like the party slash Harem thing Rennard’s added us into has some sort of Experience sharing, at least if we’re nearby. I heard five announcements of Experience gained after he defeated the one he was fighting, and we drove the pair we were each fighting off. Looks like it was enough to level up both me and Lyca after.”\n\n“That’s wonderful to hear! The pair of you will need such power if you wish to keep protecting our little Chosen. Especially if he starts trying to get stronger himself to protect you instead~” Chloe replied with a giggle, as well as a fond smile as a blush spread across the feral vixen’s cheeks and ears.\n\n“Yeah, well... He shouldn’t be protecting us. We should have been protecting him. I’m going to give him such a lecture when he wakes up.” The girl muttered, glancing aside as the burning flush deepened as she remembered her brother’s words during their fight.\n\n“Well, it [i]was[/i] reckless, but isn’t that the nature of boys? Would you love him so deeply if he didn’t have that little bit of courage and bravado?” Chloe counseled, adding a patronizing pat to Kimi’s head that the vixen tried to bashfully push aside with a forepaw. “Besides, perhaps you’re thinking about this the wrong way. Marriages work best when both partners learn to rely upon one another when they need it, rather than only one carrying the burden. There’s nothing wrong with protecting him, but there’s equally nothing wrong with him protecting you.”\n\n“Yes there is! I’m older. [i]Much[/i] older after staying here for ten years while he took his sweet ass time to arrive,” she countered with a protesting hrmmph, even if she couldn’t deny the rest of her logic.\n\n“And my dear Lyca here is only two. Do you think she’s unable to protect him, and he’d have to protect her then?” The witch replied, interrupting the vixen’s immediate counter with a raise of her hand. “And before you reply that that doesn’t count because she was a full grown feral wolf, I remind you that the pair of you [i]won’t[/i] be aging now. Will you still hold that opinion when he’s a hundred years old and Level 100, but still looking like he’s 10?”\n\n“Yes! ...No? I don’t know. This whole Chosen business makes everything complicated,” the vixen finally surrendered the point with a groan.\n\n“I know, I know~ It's not exactly a duty that either have you volunteered for, although perhaps Rennard would have if it was explained to him better. At which point... Would you really have stayed behind in your world and not joined him~?”\n\n“I would have stopped him from accepting it, period,” she mumbled, before burying her face into her younger brother’s fur to try and exit the conversation. “It was meant to be my job to keep him out of trouble... Even though that should have been just keeping him from making a mess or forcing him to do his homework...”\n\n“You would have been right to do so, although it would have left this world suffering without his assistance for even longer,” the older woman advised, without a hint of judgement to the vixen’s complaints.\n\n“But, you’re here now, for good or for ill, and you have to make the best of the cards you’ve been dealt. To that end... You should continue to protect him, but don’t try to stifle him too much. A little bit of risk, and the pain that comes from it, is important for boys to grow up to be men—even if they still look like boys afterwards.” She added with one last smile, giving her daughter another pet, before standing back up to her feet. “So don’t punish him too badly for staying to fight for both your sakes, alright~?”\n\n“I’ll... I’ll think about it,” she acquiesced, puffing out her cheeks again as she sprawled across the slumbering child’s chest.\n\n“I’ll make sure she doesn’t! Our Alpha– Our husband deserves to be spoiled for being such a strong warrior!” Lyca beamed, making the shadow across Kimi’s face deepen as she stared icy daggers at her fellow wife.\n\n“There’s a good girl! Now, if you excuse me... I’ve got business to attend to.” She spoke softly, well aware of the pout that was going to spread across her daughter’s face even before the first whine slipped free.\n\n“But..! We just reunited!”\n\n“You’ve got your own pack already~ You hardly need your mother at this point, do you?” The older wolf replied with a chuckle. “But I get it... That higher reason has probably made you a bit more sentimental... Or maybe it’s the pups growing in your belly? Either way... I’ll be sure to visit you boys and girls when I get a moment. I don’t imagine Rennard’s been the best guide in how to act on two legs in the short time you’ve been with him, after all.”\n\n“Wait!” Kimi shouted, tilting her head back up to the witch. “Is there anything you can do to cure the therianthropy Rennard’s contracted..? Or at least, stop him from making more? And... What are we meant to do with the Barghest he... bred...”\n\n“Mmmm. Didn’t you once beg me to get him some werewolf milk..? One might call this predicament the result of your wish~”\n\n“That... That was just so that he’d be better equipped to handle his duties! I didn’t want him to [i]become[/i] a werefox...” Kimi tried to complain, although her eyes were darting away from Chloe once more whilst her blush deepened again.\n\n“I’m sure you’ve not been complaining, though~” The witch replied with a playful giggle. “But, to answer your question... No, I don’t have the means at the moment to cure him. Nor would I want to. If the Old Mother’s blessing didn’t burn in his veins, the fight you were all in might have ended very differently. Yes, mastering that blessing and curse might be a struggle, but it looks like he’s already taken the first steps to do so, and the power it grants will be useful against the further threats you might face.”\n\n“As for preventing him from making more little were cuntboys and girls when the next full moon comes around...” She paused for a moment considering. “Nothing on hand either, but I feel like the priestesses in Carren might have something, this [i]is[/i] a divine matter, after all. If not, then surely an alchemist or enchanter in town might have some means, although you’ll have to ask discretely for a work around—wouldn’t want the townsfolk getting wind that you’ve got a little werekit within the walls.”\n\n“Now, as too our sanctified demonic friend here, [i]that[/i] I can help with.”\n\nThe witch reached out with a hand, and with a flick of her finger, lifted the Lesser Barghest from the puddle of cum he was dozing within—rousing the monster to blink wearily at her, before glancing past her to the furious bundle of demonic cuntboy hovering behind her.\n\n“Ker– Lord Keras..?”\n\n“Oh, you don’t need to call him such unfitting honorifics,” the witch giggled, giving the demonic pup’s scalp a playful little scratch as he did so. “Thanks to the boy you were so rudely assaulting, you’ve got an opportunity to make your life your own for both you, and the pups growing in your belly.”\n\n“What are you going to do with him?” Kimi asked, not certain what fate she wished for the dog to face for his crimes against them... Why did Rennard have to go and breed the damn thing?\n\n“Why, take him in, of course! Thanks to your husband he’s got a chance at [i]Redemption[/i], if that’s something he so wishes... It's not an easy road, and the stain of the abyss is still on him, but most of that rot has been scrubbed free. I figure a helpful hand and watching eye might help him on his first stumbling steps, and while I’m looking over him, I can ask him some questions. If I discover anything useful, I’ll be sure to send little Rennard a missive.”\n\n“Meanwhile, this little troublemaker,” Chloe directed to the gagged wah behind her with a less than polite smack to the side of his ass. “I’m going to drag back to his mother, with a [i]reminder[/i] that her [i]ilk[/i] aren’t welcome within these woods. That should [i]hopefully[/i] keep her demons from harassing you for a time, at least until you lot get to Carran... So long as you don’t get distracted. Again.”\n\n“Ah... Thank you, yes. Don’t worry, we’ll be heading straight there. Or, well, as straight as following the river will get us,” Kimi added with a rumble, glancing briefly towards Lyca who pouted quietly at the reminder of the journey she wouldn’t be joining for.\n\n“That’s good to hear... It’s been a while since he last visited you if I recall, so no doubt you’re excited to get to Carran to see him again. I’m certain he’ll be just as surprised as I was to see you freed from that shrine as well!” Chloe giggled one final time as she brushed herself off, then started to walk away with her prizes.\n\n“I’m sorry that I can’t give Rennard a farewell. Do me a favor and give him a kiss for me two, would you girls?” The witch added with one last tease, blowing a kiss to the pair of ferals, before she, and her two trophies, disappeared in a flash of pale green magic.\n\n[center][b]* * *[/b][/center]\n\n[q][i]Rennard - Level 10 Breeder Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]39/39[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]13/13[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]13/13[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]7/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str [/i][i]\t[/i][i]2 (14)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]17[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]13[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]13[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]21[/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]8.8[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Virility: [/i][i]\t[/i][i]25[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Ball Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]2.152[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]I. Chance:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]305%[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Miracles: Guidance 6/6, Purify Water 2/2[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: Foxfire Lvl 1, Image Lvl 1, Noise Lvl 1[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Items: Faded Traveler’s Cloak, Simple Backpack (Bowl, 1 rations, Rope, 4 Heat-Relief Potions, Letter from Chloe), Belts (Itza’s Knife, Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt]), Slimebane Oil, Waterskin), Coinpurse (12c, 2s)[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: [/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Boons: Anoint, Beast Speech, Sanctify Marriage,[/i][i]\n[/i][i]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, Control Form Lvl 1, Knife Proficiency Lvl 1, Sword Proficiency Lvl 1, Bite Proficiency Lvl 1[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Child (Adolescent), Born Stud, Brood Father, Hyper Virility, Womb Mark, Hung, Strong of Seed, Fox Magic, Therianthrope (???)[/i][/q]\n\n[center][b]* * *[/b][/center]\n\n[q][i]Harem 2/4[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Kimi - Level 11 (10) Divine Beast Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]45/45[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]15/15[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]32/32[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]6/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str[/i][i]\t[/i][i]11 (10)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]25 (24)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]22 (21)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16 (15)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]34 (32)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]21 (20)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: Foxfire Lvl 3, Image Lvl 2, Noise Lvl 2, Recovery Lvl 1[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed (5d, 13h, 26m)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Analyze Lvl 3, Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Tracking Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 2, Digging Lvl 1, Running Lvl 1, Foraging Lvl 1, Intuit Magic Lvl 2, Illusion Adept Lvl 1, Bite Proficiency Lvl 2, Claws Lvl 2, Dodge Lvl 1, Familiarities (Various).[/i]\n\n[i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Fox Magic, Magic Aptitude, Size Queen, Intelligence Growth Up[/i]\n\n[i]Lycandra - Level 9 Werewolf[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]78/78[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]26/26[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]10/10[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]11/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str[/i][i]\t[/i][i]29[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]23[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]17[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]26[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]10[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]11[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: N/A[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed ( 5d, 11h, 44m)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Tracking Lvl 3, Sneak Lvl 1, Digging Lvl 2, Running Lvl 2, Anthro Familiarity Lvl 3, Control Form Lvl 2, Endure Lvl 1, Bite Lvl 3, Claws Lvl 2.[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Therianthrope (Wolf), Alpha (Werewolf), Strength Growth Up, Endurance Growth Up, ???[/i]\n\n[center][b]* * *[/b][/center][/q]\n\nRennard awoke with a pleased, albeit half-asleep rumble, roused from his slumber not by the first rays of sunlight like he had been the day before, but instead by the demanding twitch of his stubborn morning wood throbbing from between his young legs.\n\nOr... So the young, ten-year-old cub had thought, until the sultry huffs of a pair of familiar voices at his lap, and the sensation of their silky tongues lapping on either side of his knot, finished wrenching the boy’s consciousness from the depths of sleep. His soft blue eyes opened, glancing down towards his lap where both of his wives were—their forepaws resting on either side of his lap, whilst their feral maws lovingly, tenderly wandered along his hefty boy dick, tracing along the lines of his sculpted knotted length with their pre-cum lathered tasters.\n\n“What... What’s going on?” The kit mumbled with a bashful blush, and an equally demure smile. He didn’t really want to complain, especially not with how adoring the two stared past his throbbing spire they were salivating across to greet him that morning, but his mind was abuzz with questions. The last thing he remembered... He was fighting the Barghest... But what happened..? How did the fight go? Where did their injuries go..? Did they win..?\n\nThat’s right, he remembered as the half-imprinted neurons from his feral stupor began to stir. He had gambled on turning into a dire feral again when the evening twilight gave the canine an unfair advantage. He must have turned things around then after, but... His foggy memories didn’t seem to be that helpful in regards to the how. He... Thinks he remembers breeding the barghest after pinning the other feral down... Then... HIs mother..? No, his [i]curse-mother[/i]—something he recalled from an earlier dream where his impending rut conjured forth fantasies of breeding the werewolf that had granted him this power in the first place. Had she showed up?\n\nIt was hard to come up with answers when he was dealing with the two loves of his young, tender life acting in concert to pleasure his morning wood, though... Their feral pants brushed across his drool and pre slick meat, sending shivers dancing across his body from their warm breaths.\n\nNot that that stopped him from trying to get them, opening his lips in order to try to voice another question, only to be stopped by Kimi shifting to press a forepaw against his lips, and briefly surrender that cock entirely to Lyca’s hungry stare.\n\n“Shush... We can go over everything later... For now, we want to give our special little husband a reward for being such a brave fool~” The vixen murmured sweetly despite the little derisive tease she threw in at the end. Any thoughts of continuing his protests after that were further silenced by her lips after she settled up next to the anthro boy, luring her sibling’s maw against her own so that they could once more join their tongues in an incestuous tango.\n\nThe arm closest to his sister curled around her, pulling her into a tight, possessive embrace while their fangs locked in place next to each other—his inquisitive stare fading into a relaxed gaze as they did so. His dick, meanwhile, jolted against the wolf’s face, painting Lyca’s brow in a pearly bead of her Alpha and husband’s musk. Before, with no vixen to share, the lupine dragged her tongue hungrily over the underside of the lad’s prick, teasing against the fat vein responsible for disgorging the thick strings of vulpine ambrosia responsible for their litters. Her slurp lingered at his tip, the silky tongue dancing across the point just like Kimi’s did whenever she pleased him, before finally those feral lips pursed at the point, suckling as best as they could to glaze themselves in his fecund reaction.\n\n“Mmm... And I suppose the pup also deserves a bone for doing such a good job helping to protect you~” His sister threw in with another sultry tease, licking away the strings of spit bridging their lips after such a messy embrace. “So be a good boy for us and stay quiet~”\n\n“Oh... Alright...” Rennard mumbled, his cheeks turning a rosy red whilst his flicked submissively back against his scalp, all while his tail joined theirs in an excited, frantic wag.\n\n“There’s a good little brother~” The vixen murmured, licking her lips as she turned her attention to the naked prize lying on the ground for their use.\n\nShe might have forsaken his loins to the wolf for the moment, but that didn’t mean the younger fox was off the hook from her teasing tongue. Her maw wandered down along his excited chest, nuzzling affectionately against his white fur and peppering the nascent hint of developing muscles on his body with affectionate kisses. Of course, most of the work still came from her drooling tongue, leaving a layer of groomed fur in its wake as she teasingly wandered the muscle over his nips—causing his toes to clench, and his hips to roll forward, pushing his dripping cock tip into Lyca’s maw and along her tongue.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 7/20[/i][/q]\n\n“Mmm... Such a strong, virile alpha~” Lyca followed after withdrawing from his dick, suckling all the way so that that tip wrung out with a ‘pop’ after falling free.\n\n“We shouldn’t tease him for [i]too[/i] long... This is meant to be a reward, not a punishment... Well, [i]mostly[/i] a reward...” Kimi spoke with a soft giggle, nudging her snout against her brother’s lithe belly, but obviously not making much of a rush to return to his dick either.\n\n“I suppose~” The lupine murmured close enough to his dick that he could feel her rumbling contemplation tickle against his sensitive pole.\n\nRennard made an attempt to speak, only to halt before even a single syllable crossed his lips—he was told to be quiet, after all, and right now him swallowing any complaints or thoughts he might have had felt like a small cost to the heavenly delights he was being given. So, instead, he watched silently, his blue eyes lingering mostly on Lycandra nuzzling against his cock, but very frequently glancing towards Kimi, especially as the vixen’s snout drew closer and closer towards their shared obsession.\n\nIt was during one such glance aside that the werewolf changed. The blur of shifting fur and the crack of changing bones caused his attention to refocus upon the feral wolf as she grew in size. Her back straightened into the upright stance of her anthro form, the forepaws pressing against his hips flattening out into a set of still stocky, but far more dextrous, fingers instead of the warm, padded paws that were there before. \n\nRennard had gotten familiar with Lyca’s humanoid form ever since he had awoken on her lap two days before, but it was entirely different to see the amazonian figure of the she-wolf sprawled out along his legs so that her busty bosom was cradled against his thigh. She propped her bust up with one arm, resting her weight against its elbow whilst the hand from said arm wrapped gingerly around the base of his thick girth to hold his shaft flush against her now softer lips. Her other hand stroked fondly along his inner thigh, drifting casually towards his flexing balls, keeping to just the right tempo that the pet matched the downward descent from his sister’s lips.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 9/20[/i][/q]\n\nThey [i]had[/i] to have practiced this... Or at the very least Kimi had given Lyca some pointers while he was asleep! Either was possible, really, and Rennard didn’t know what was worse. All he could do for now, though, was watch enraptured, daring not to let anything more than a plaintive, eager whimper escape from his lips or risk interrupting his ‘reward’. His hips were less agreeable, however, bucking ever so slightly upwards whenever his excitement got the better of him, but Lyca’s incredible Strength score was more than enough to keep him pinned down now that his Rut-Enhanced Libido had returned to normal.\n\nFinally, though, the lupine lass pushed her lips down against his head, just as Kimi’s snout brushed against the root of his prick, and her free hand lovingly cradled the amble kit seed factories draping down over his taint. A full fledged groan rolled from his chest whilst his hips hammered upwards, managing only to sink a few of his considerable inches into her warm, inviting maw despite his best attempts. Obviously, his second wife wished to enjoy her time with the girth she had seen the vixen play with the night before, for however long the boy’s temperament could hold on before his groped spheres divulged their reward.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 10/20[/i][/q]\n\nSo instead, the cub just laid there, propping himself up ever so slightly so he could immortalize every moment of the two’s tag-teaming performance. Lyca’s head moved in shallow bobs, rolling down to the halfway point of his tapered girth, but never sliding that tip further along her tongue—whether out of inexperience, or wanting to keep him from spilling his load too quickly, he couldn’t be sure. But, if he had to guess, he was starting to lean towards the latter, as Kimi’s wandering lips and slurping tongue swiveled across the other side of his sack, before returning for another circuit over her side of his cock.\n\nHer exploration came to an end when her lips brushed against the wolf’s. But, instead of the fox veering off, or the two devolving into a squabbling spat on how they were splitting up the task of pleasuring him like he feared, the wolfess’ lips instead pried back—leading her fellow wife’s maw with it. Until, finally, his prick slipped free from her embrace for but a moment before his spunk-drooling start was wedged between their maws! Their lips wrapped around his shaft as well as each other’s, their hot, panting breaths crashing against one another in turbulent flows tickling down his prick, whilst their tongues wrestled against the sputtering vulpine rod and each other—as if competing for the honor of servicing the tip.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 13/20[/i][/q]\n\n“Fuuuuck.” He whined again, huffing hotly as he wrestled against his desire to roll forward and just [i]breed[/i] the pair of them. His desperation, meanwhile, caused the conspiring wives to giggle around their prize, rubbing the fountain of precum between their tongues before finally turning their attentions lower.\n\nThe trickling, fecund flow was left to pour down the shaft as their lips danced and made out over the length of his rod, ensuring his red length glistened in the morning sun especially with the benefit of drool from their sloppy make out session. Down their lips traced, lower and lower, whilst his panting chest and shuddering prick grew ever more pronounced the more they played him like a fiddle. At least until the two’s maws came to rest around his fat, swelling knot, managing to suckle the entire set of glands between their concerted lips—leaving his rod to swell and twitch against their cheeks, attended too only by Lyca’s curious, inexperienced, yet surprisingly tender, stroking hand.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 16/20[/i][/q]\n\nNo sooner had the two suckled and slurped across the base of his shaft than any pretense went out the door. The two worked together for the express goal of getting his twitching spheres to spill over, their maws dancing across his girth, sometimes together, sometimes alone, but never less than one pair of panting, enraptured lips gracing his hefty prick at a time. Sometimes, that came in the method of one of their lips bobbing down over his cock whilst the other lovingly suckled across his fat spheres, other times it came with their maws once more embracing each other around him—their amber eyes sometimes staring past his huffing chest to greet his adoring blues, other times glancing more into each other’s gaze as their drool and precum lathered maws locked against one another again.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 18/20[/i][/q]\n\nWhen it felt like his shaft was on the verge of release, their strategy changed once again. Or, rather, Kimi adopted a more secondary role, finally dragging her lips off of his prick with a forlorn sigh, to instead observe how Lycandra handled the task of pleasuring their husband alone. It seemed to be a moment that the lupine was waiting for as she tenderly lined his madly throbbing prick against her tongue once more, bobbing her head down to slurp along his girth with more zeal than the last.\n\nHer gaze bore into his, watching every twitch, every flutter of passion and pleasure which danced across his face as her guide while her lips noisily made a mess of drool and fecundity over his crotch! Most of said mess was caught by her hand, now wrapping around his knot to squeeze it against her palm, forming a faux tie which helped to usher the boy right to his peak. The other hand, meanwhile, returned to cradling his spheres, squeezing the flexing pair as best she could with one hand, adding one more sensation to the mix to milk him dry of his potent ambrosia.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 18/20[/i][/q]\n\nBut, despite the advantage her hands had given her over the feral vixen’s paws, her skills were still ever a bit lacking compared to his more experienced sister. A fact that was made obvious by the inch or so gap of his girth between her squeezing, kneading fingers and her lips during the zenith of her schlurping passions. She shied away every time his cock’s leading edge neared the back of her tongue, jolting back up to give another roll of her soft, wet lips over the length instead of swallowing it like she attempted.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 19/20[/i][/q]\n\n“C’mon now... You can do better than that~” Kimi’s voice murmured once again, and for once her sly, devious grin wasn’t directed at him as she pressed one of her forepaws against the back of the anthro wolf’s scalp. “You just gotta take one, deep breath, and then... [i]Do it!”[/i]\n\nThe fox pressed her entire weight against the lupine’s head at just the right moment, shoving her maw forward so that her lips kissed against the edge of her palm and the throbbing, engorged glands of his knot, whilst his dick slammed forward to drag past the silky muscled mat to wedge itself against her surprised, spasming gullet—the sensation made all the more euphoric by the vibrations of the lupine’s surprised protest being silenced against his dick.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 20/20[/i][/q]\n\nThere was no way he could have resisted that. His fingers and toes dug against the dirt. Lyca could feel his climax from the source as his hefty gonads twitched against her palm, followed shortly thereafter by his rod [i]convulsing[/i] against her kneading palm, suckling lips, and spasming throat. Long, thick strands of seed pumped through his throbbing prick, painting against the werewolf’s visibly gulping throat. But, despite the fact that her apprentice's task was successful, Kimi still didn’t remove her forepaws from her fellow wife’s head, trapping her there with a self-satisfied smirk whilst her brother pumped every last drop his loins had on offer into her throat.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 0/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Stamina 12/13[/i][/q]\n\nOnly as his release seemed to be tapering off to a close did she finally retract her forepaws, giggling ever so deviously whilst Lyca’s maw wrenched off of his cock with a long held back cough—ensuring that her tongue and face were painted with the last feeble streaks of vulpine virility.\n\n“What the hell was that? Some more warning would have been nice! And you didn’t have to hold me down for so lon– Mrrf!?”\n\nRennard moved quickly while Lyca was distracted yelling at his sister, rolling forward to pull the lupine closer, and give his own kiss against the maw Kimi and his dick had gotten to embrace in his stead—showing no hesitation as he pushed his black lips against her seed-stained one’s, tongue rolling forward despite the wad of fox cream clinging to the taster. Lyca’s hackles lowered with the sudden display of affection, her stronger arm shifting up to pull her smaller stud against her chest to help deepen the embrace, cradling her husband and lover as she did so.\n\nBut, Kimi wasn’t getting to escape, either. Whilst one arm had wrapped around Lyca’s to pull her into the kiss, the other had reached over to pull the feral vixen into the hug as well. Something that the wolf was quick to help along with as her other arm joined his in squeezing against the quadruped, pinning her in against the depraved embrace that was going on. Her own squirms against the surprise display of affection were put to rest when Rennard’s lips finally retreated from the werewolf’s to instead force themselves upon his sister’s, spreading the cream his tongue had been smeared with from the other lass’ maw against the vixen’s, and bringing the same blush that tickled against Lyca’s ears to hers.\n\n“Thank you...” Rennard finally mumbled as the second of his doting displays ran to its conclusion, although his arms continued to hold tightly around the other two, basking in the warmth, and the steady beat of their hearts and rolling breaths against his body which reminded him that they were alright. His dull claws combed against their fur, brushing against the skin underneath as his grip tightened, holding them close enough that every shiver of fading euphoria and alleviated worry brushed against them.\n\n“Now... Can you finally tell me what happened after I, uh... What did I do..?”\n\n“You mean after you fucked the barghest into a stupefied bitch?” Lyca responded with a pride grin towards her virile cub Alpha.\n\n“Ah... Yeah... That. None of you are injured..? I take it that’s because you healed when you Leveled Up?”\n\n“Mmm. Guess so.” Kimi joined in with a satisfied sigh, shifting her position to cradle underneath one of her brother’s arms, rather than be smushed against the side of Lyca’s bust. “Get this, Lyca’s Chloe’s daughter.”\n\n“Yep!” The wolfess confirmed, with an even prouder, beaming smile.\n\n“Wait, what? How? ...How did you even find that out?”\n\n“She showed up after we chased off the other four, and you, uh, finished taking care of the demonic dog—dragging some weird imp along with her that might have been their leader.” Kimi continued. “Lyca recognized her by scent as the wolf that birthed her... As for how... Noooo idea. Apparently she can offer her womb to birth some of the beasts in the woods... Lyca and her pack were one such group.”\n\n“Wait...” Rennard’s eyes crossed, and his expression scowled as he contemplated the information he was just given. Chloe [i]definitely[/i] seemed motherly, but... Did that mean her belly was full of feral wolf pups at one point!? Could it mean that she might have birthed other beasts like some of the deer or rabbits he had bread..? Just how far did that ‘duty’ of hers extend!?\n\nAnd why did his feral mind dream about the werewolf who granted him the ‘gift’ of therianthropy instead of her...\n\n“Where’s she now?” He eventually added with a yawn as the fatigue of his release combined with the lingering stupor from slumber.\n\n“Left almost as soon as she caught up to us to ‘escort’ that imp home, taking the demon you... ‘Sanctified’ with her.” Kimi answered with a bitter grumble. “I still don’t know what happened there... But I guess those blessings you’ve unlocked for your seed make it a bit anathema to demons. Or, at least weaken them in some way, at least the weaker ones.”\n\n“Well... I guess it is kinda like Holy Water with some of the blessings I’ve gained...” Rennard pondered, trying to guess what might have happened despite not recalling many details from how the fight ended. “Sawyer said my seed can sanctify stuff, and that makes them resistant to demons, right? So I guess that would be why.”\n\n“It's annoying she didn’t stick around though... I’ve just got more and more questions for her! Do you think she’s avoiding me?” The boy huffed playfully before flopping back against the dirt, leaving his spent tool to slowly retreat back into its sheath as they talked.\n\n“Hmmph. I guess it would be [i]too[/i] convenient if she was around for too long,” Kimi muttered while keeping herself underneath their husband’s arm.\n\nThere was an awkward silence for a minute as the conversation drew to an end. Lyca took the opportunity to revert to her feral form, and at least for a few moments longer, joined the vixen in cuddling against the small cub, pressing in from the opposite end to nearly dwarf the youth with her feral frame. Rennard was only too happy to wrap his arm around the lupine, squeezing her tightly against his frame—even more than he did his sister, considering the weight of their looming separation on his mind.\n\n“So... What’s the plan now..?” The boy eventually spoke to break the silence, as well as invite plans on just how they would move forward.\n\n“I suppose we should go scavenge something to feed ourselves with while you have your last ration for breakfast...” Kimi replied first. “Lyca has a long walk back home, after all... So some food would do her journey well.”\n\n“...Afterwards...” The wolf followed up. “I should get going before too many hours pass... I can walk a lot faster on all fours than you can on two, but it would be best to return as early into the day as possible.”\n\n“I see...” The kit mumbled as his tail mournfully tapped next to his ankles, unconsciously squeezing both of his feral wives closer as he did so. He knew that this was what he had agreed to before, but... It didn’t make having to say farewell to her now any easier, even if it was temporary—and that was assuming things worked out swiftly enough in Carran for him to return in time!\n\n“It won’t be for long,” Lyca murmured in answer, picking up on the boy’s regret as she squirmed her way up closer towards his head, delivering a fond lick to the youth’s lips which provoked a giggling retort from the ticklish sensation it brought just underneath his nose. “You promised to be back within a month to keep our pack together, I know you’ll keep it, Alpha.”\n\n“I know, I know...” The youth added with an aggrieved sigh, before pushing past the two girls to roll back upright.\n\nHis stomach was already starting to nag at his belly after transforming last night with nothing to eat for dinner. He might as well start satisfying it now before it interrupted their murmuring embrace. “Will you two be alright hunting by yourselves?”\n\n“You mean if you’ll be alright on your own while we hunt,” Kimi added with a playful tut. “I still need to bite you for what you did last night, but... We should be safe, at least that’s why I presume Chloe went to go ‘return’ that imp rather than slay it—so long as we don’t delay getting to Carran again.”\n\n“Well, so long as you don’t go running off as well,” Lyca added with a giggle. “It’s a shame Chleo put you to sleep before I had to chase you down myself last night, that might have been entertaining~”\n\n“Alright, alright~” Rennard replied with a smile towards the two. “I’ll be okay here... No sense burning daylight for Lyca’s sake, right?”\n\nWith a few more squeezing cuddles, teasing banter, and a kiss or two for good measure, the two ferals started to go hunt down their own food, leaving the boy to his own melancholic devices. He sat there for a moment, letting the moments pass as he wracked his brain for a way around having to say goodbye to Lyca, but, after all his desperate plotting resulted in was a frown and a grumble from his stomach in reminder, he finally turned his attention towards the food he was meant to be eating.\n\nFortunately, his clothes and equipment were nearby, left in a somewhat neat pile after he had transformed. After reaching over to drag the pack Chloe had given him over, he opened the leather flap to search out the last of the rations she had originally stocked it with. Curiously, while he [i]did[/i] see that last lot of jerky, there was something else within his bag that wasn’t there yesterday! Or rather, five new somethings—four lots of waterskins that seemed to have a fluid a lot thicker than the water he kept in his, and a letter addressed to him.\n\nHe started with the letter, folding it open with one hand to read whilst the other hand idly shoveled the jerky into his ravenous maw to take the bite out of his grumbling stomach. The elegant penmanship he recognized as Chloe’s from the letter she left at her hut greeted his eyes.\n\n‘My dear little Rennard, it appears you’ve gotten into quite a bit of mischief since last we met, [i]despite[/i] where I told you to prioritize breeding~ Oh well, boys will be boys, won’t you~? It was a delight to see how happy you’ve made one of my many daughters at the very least~’\n\n‘It appears you’re going to continue making your way to Carran by river. It also looks like you’re a bit short on food to make the rest of the journey. Fortunately, there’s a bit of an errand I’d like you to do for me that might help solve the latter. There’s a fisher’s family further downriver—if you hurry today, you might be able to make it there before evening. Once a month, he’ll make the journey to my hut to trade some of his catch in exchange for some heat relief potions, but it looks like he came around while I was out of the house dealing with those pesky demons sniffing around after you. Do be a dear and complete the delivery of these potions for me, would you? He might be a bit of a grump, but he has a good heart, and should offer you some food for your journey—and if he doesn’t, tell him he can take what he gives you from his next month payment to me.’\n\n‘Love, your new mother-in-law, Chloe.’\n\n[q][i]Quest Acquired: The Salty Fisherman[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Objective: Deliver the Four Heat Relief potions to the fisher family further downriver.[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Bonus: [???][/i][i]\n[/i][i]Bonus: [???][/i][i]\n[/i][i]Bonus: [???][/i][/q]\n\n“Mother-in-law!?” Rennard squeaked, blushing hotly as he realized the knock on revelations that came from her mothering Lyca. He could picture the teasing laugh the witch must have given while writing that send off.\n\nHe shook his head to clear his mind from the thoughts that his [i]mother-in-law[/i] was carrying his daughter as well to focus on the quest he had acquired from reading the letter... It seemed rather straight forward, but it seemed like he could squeeze some extra rewards out of it if those two hidden bonus objectives were anything to go by. What they could be beyond breeding the couple living there, he couldn’t say for now—although he [i]did [/i]wonder if he could cheese Guidance to, well, [i]guide[/i] him towards the answer of optional requirements.\n\nHis tail began to wag as he further considered the matter... They would no doubt be a pair of anthros, although what species of which he didn’t know. If he was going to breed them... What was the best way to go about it..?\n\nHe had been primarily breeding animals or monsters that seemed quite eager to get his seed as soon as they realized what he had—sometimes [i]too[/i] eager—but Chloe and Sawyer had come with some flirting and convincing to get there rather than being ruled entirely by their libido. Would it be the same with the family he was going to next? His Duty as the Chosen would eventually require him to sleep with a bunch of people as well as beasts, of course... But it still felt a bit... rude... to just treat them like a conquest to pump and dump before moving to the next one—even if it might perhaps be a requirement once he gets to Carran.\n\nOh well, he’ll have to play it by ear. Hopefully the Church of the Goddess would also have some ideas on how to go about things after they finally arrived...\n\nWait, why was the quest called Salty Fisherman if he was fishing from a freshwater [i]river?[/i]\n\n[q][b]* * *[/b][/q]\n\nIt took the girls a bit longer than he expected to return, leaving the fox kit to wonder if they might have been delayed by something, although his attempts to pry didn’t get far. He had already dusted off the last of his breakfast and gotten dressed by the time the two trotted back, settling next to them to talk about the letter he found while they finished scoffing down the small woodland critters they had both managed to hunt down. It still made him feel a bit squeamish when they did so, but fortunately they made quick work of them, so he just had to tune out the notes of their predatory consumption—if only to not bring back the half-remembered flashes of his own feral predation and the guilt that came with it.\n\nBut... After that, the time had come. Kimi had offered to give the two some space—leaving Rennard to guess that she had given her goodbyes while they were away, considering how she had seemed to have warmed up to her since he first made her his wife.\n\nNot that Rennard really knew how to go about that... The boy awkwardly walked alongside the feral as she began to trot lazily back from where they had just come from at least for a couple of minutes, not that it mattered much considering it wasn’t like there was a curb or anywhere else that made sense to walk her to before heading back.\n\n“So... Do you really have to go back?” He eventually inquired, kicking a pepper away as their walk came to a meandering stop.\n\n“You know I need to... Someone has to keep the rest from squabbling so much. I trust Theron to manage them for a couple of days, but if I’m gone for too long, they might just splinter apart even without the food concern.” Lyca replied with a forlorn sigh of her own, brushing her side against the boy’s chest as she spoke.\n\n“Are you sure you need to leave?” She countered with a playful smile. “What would be wrong with just living out in this little parcel of the forest for the rest of your days, watching our pups grow up strong and healthy, before scampering off to find their own mates~?”\n\n“Well... The demons for one, I guess. They’ll keep coming, likely with bigger and bigger numbers, if I don’t keep getting stronger to deal with them,” he answered with a giggle, reaching down to rub across the feral wolf’s ears, before sitting down next to the wolf to enjoy their last few minutes together.\n\n“Hmmph, and you don’t think a pack of werewolves can keep you safe from that~?” She shot back with a giggle, nuzzling her nose underneath her mate and alpha’s chin.\n\n“Dunno~ I imagine the non-lesser barghests would be even nastier, and they might start relying on cunning if they can’t get me through force!” Rennard smiled back, drifting his paws down against his second wife’s scruff, petting along the powerful physique which rippled underneath her coarse fur.\n\n“Besides... I’m sure there’ll be knock-on effects if the rest of the world goes to hell outside the forest without me,” he murmured. Heck, after some of his animal descendents grew up and began roaming, no doubt the wider world would eventually figure he had arrived and hunt him down. It would be better for all involved if he got an early start on things on his terms.\n\n“Bah...” The wolfess sulked, before shoving the boy onto his back once more by rolling her weight against him.\n\n“H– Hey!” He squeaked with a giggle, laughing as Lyca pressed her forepaws against his shoulders and pinned him down whilst her tongue lapped over his snout. “Quit it~”\n\n“Mmm...” She eventually acquiesced to his teasing protest with a rumble, licking her lips as she stared down at the lad with amber eyes... A sight that Rennard remembered quite vividly from their first meeting, causing his ears to blush faintly with the reminder of how he had lost his virginity to the beast.\n\n“How much do you remember from when you turned feral?” She eventually inquired with a contemplative rumble rolling through her chest.\n\n“Not a lot... Flashes and bits, I guess... I faintly remember claiming you and the rest of the pack, but... It's like a highlight wheel at best...” He answered, his tail tapping against the ground next to the feral wolf’s, whilst the idle squirms of his hips shifted the bloating pouch slightly closer towards the lupine’s spade. “What about you... How well do you remember your time before I, uh... ‘blessed’ you..?”\n\n“Flashes and bits as well, I guess... Some things are better remembered than others, though...” She replied with the hint of a smirk to her feral lips.\n\n“Somethings like..?”\n\n“Like when you gave me the first of your pups...” She answered back, shifting her body to creep further along his, until the warmth of her idle arousal brushed against his loins, encouraging his fat vulpine rod to creep forth in answer.\n\n“Glad to know I’m memorable~” Rennard replied with a blushing laugh, his lips twisted into a fond smile, whilst his eyes drifted down to admire the sight their loins made lined up against one another.\n\n“Although it makes me think you might miss my dick more than you do me~” He added back with a tease, his eyes glinting with mischief that betrayed the goading words were part of a greater plot.\n\n“Pfft, and here I thought I’d give you another reward before leaving to remember me by– yelp!” Fortunately for him, Lyca was nowhere near as good at reading his devious intentions as Kimi. No sooner had she shifted her weight to shove him in reply than he moved! He had nowhere near as much Strength as her, but with the element of surprise, and of course her own likely willingness to follow along, he hooked his arms around her legs and used them as levers to roll them over—playfully pinning the wolfess’ back against the dirt, whilst his hips ground against hers, just like they had inadvertently settled into the day before.\n\n“Funny... I was thinking the same... We were interrupted last night, after all...” The boy murmured, grinning from ear to ear with the sudden reversal of their positions... Sure, it wasn’t entirely the same as flipping the script on their first encounter. She wasn’t some terrified cub lost and confused, before being chased down by an overly virile feral fox in a rut, buuuut it was close enough for him to enjoy regardless.\n\n“Mmm... You seem to like the idea of being a big strong stud despite being such a little, oh so adorable kit~” Of course, she could slip out at any time as well, but... For now the quadrupedal canine seemed content to let the kit take the reins, at least if her teasing words and how she squirmed against his rolling, teasing grinds was any indication.\n\n“Shush~! You didn’t see me mouthing off when we first met each other!” He teased back with a defiant huff.\n\n“Hehee... No, you were being far too adorable for that~” She hit back with a grin. “But... Perhaps I should shift to two legs to make the revers–”\n\n“No.” Rennard’s firm answer cut off the rest of her offer. The she-wolf’s head canted to the side in confusion for a second before he followed up to explain. “I want to enjoy the [i]real[/i] you... Yeah, I want to fuck your anthro form too... Well, remember fucking your anthro form, but we can do that when we reunite! Maybe by then I might even be able to control my transformations to take advantage as a beast, too...”\n\n“But for now... This is perfect,” he murmured with a huff, leaning down to follow up his words with a kiss to the intelligent animal’s lips, pressing his tongue forward to invade the quadrupedal woman’s lips, dancing awkwardly around her larger fangs as he did his best to embrace her maw with his. His hips, meanwhile, dragged his swelling shaft across her glistening spade once more. His Arousal grew in tandem to his dick, but the boy ignored the Notifications ringing in the back of his mind for now, just wishing to enjoy the moment undisturbed.\n\n“Mmm... That silver tongue of yours is going to charm your way into so many girls’ spades~” She teased back with a rumble, pressing forward to rejoice in their awkward kiss.\n\n“Good...” Rennard replied with a rumble, briefly entertaining the thought the lass presented before him. “By the time I get back, our cubs are going to have so many more siblings... And I might even be even stronger than you are by doing so~”\n\nAs he spoke, his hips lifted, dragging the tapered point of his nearly nine inches of boy cock to her slick, puffy folds—his own rod smeared in a light spattering of his own fecund fluids, not quite as copious as when he was in a rut, but still enough to ensure a pleasant experience as his lithe hips put his weight behind that point to spread the familiar sex over his shaft.\n\n“But... I’m much more looking forward to giving you and Kimi my pups again, and again...” He added with a soft huff, his young body shivering with the excitement sweeping across his body as his shaft sunk deeper into the perfect folds underneath him. His blue eyes flicked from Lyca’s pleased expression—a lolling tongue that wouldn’t have looked out of place on a happy, satisfied dog—to watch how his thick shaft disappeared within her clenching black mound with every push of his hips.\n\n“Mmm... You charmer~ I bet you say that to all the feral wolves you breed~” She huffed, panting as his slow, rolling hips finally brought the subtle impression of his blossoming knot past her lips and cradled his heavy, virile balls against her pucker.\n\n“Mmm... Sure, I might breed the rest of the pack here and there, and maybe some other wolves I might encounter on my journey, but they won’t be the wolfess I seek out to breed again, and again... Mmm. I’m not sure if it’ll only be once a season, or however things will work after this litter—especially now that you’re a werewolf—but... Whenever we can, as often as we can, I want to give you more puppies... I want to make you a mother to more wolves than Chloe could ever hope to match~!”\n\nWith every word he spoke, his hips picked up their speed, jostling the heavy wolf against the ground as their soft love making steadily worked its way up to an eager rut. His eager tool twitched, swelling fatter and harder with every quenching piston into the beast’s sex, painting her walls in his familiar precum, before soon enough, tapping his swelling glands against her inviting sex, teasing the spade with his forming knot.\n\n“Mmmrf... Rennard, I...” Lyca panted, struggling to form words as the rippling shivers of the pleasure he gave her coursed through her body. But, the boy wasn’t hearing it—regardless of whether she was trying to tease back, to argue against his declared intentions, or even to breathe praise towards the young stud on top of her enjoying the spade he had knocked up several times over.\n\n“I– I mean it!” He growled, his youthful voice barely managing to avoid coming across as adorable despite the contrast of its tone to the snarled conviction coursing up from his chest. His snout twisted into a scowl that didn’t exactly help his attempt to look serious, leaving it up to his unflinching stare to get his point across. At least his hips managed to portray his intentions accurately with every thrust, smacking his knot against her spade with increasing need. “I love you, Lyca. I want to keep you as my wife. I love that my cubs are in your belly, and I want to give you lots, [i]lots[/i] more cubs! As many as I can~!”\n\nThe feral lupine was in no position to counteract his declared fantasies, no matter how sordid, how naive and immature they might be. Her ears twitched, drinking down each syllable he spoke, contemplating them with a faint smile around her panting tongue as she fondly considered the promises he was swearing.\n\n“I’m gonna– I’m gonna keep our pack together..!” He grunted, his eyes clenching shut as he continued to growl, and continued to thrust deep into his wife’s cunt. He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince himself or her more now, yet that didn’t stop his tender, snarled words from gracing the morning along with the soft plaps of his hips and balls crashing against the beast’s crotch. “Even if it means... Ah... Having to become the leader of the kobolds... And taming the dryads to make it possible!”\n\nHe could feel his impending release draw closer, sparing but a moment to glance towards the corner of his vision to the turbulent white Arousal bar creeping towards its final few notches to confirm. He could have potentially drawn back, slowed down to let their last session last a bit longer, but... After letting slip his desires, his [i]demands[/i] that he was trying to force into existence to his lupine lover’s ears, he couldn’t deny his desire to chase his own pleasure—leaning into the anticipation welling within his loins by picking up his rutting pace ever so slightly, working to sink his knot into the tender, milking pocket right behind his she-wolf’s spade.\n\n“I’m going to learn how to become a strong, powerful werefox that you and our pups can depend on..! I’m gonna... Huff... Gonna learn how to be a feral, so I can teach yours and Kimi’s cubs how to hunt, how to sneak, how to stalk... Teach them to be the bestest, most powerful feral princes and princesses!”\n\nThat did it. The [i]moment[/i] he pictured the nascent children already starting to grow within their bellies, the feral wolves and foxes that he brought into being, stare up at him like excited puppies and kits—like [i]he[/i] had with his own dad—his Arousal bar spilled over. With one last buck, Rennard’s knot sunk in, sheathing his shaft to its considerable hilt within the larger beast’s depths. His spheres clenched against Lyca’s dark gray fur, flexing with every wasted shot which splattered against her walls, his wordless, growling huffs panted straight against her ear’s, whilst his body curled against hers—arms wrapped around her back, whilst her forepaws awkwardly tugged him closer, leaving her hind legs splayed out in either direction around his hips as his climax poured into her depths.\n\nSlowly, as the seconds ticked by and his excitement was pumped deep into the quivering folds kneading and milking over his flexing shaft, his and Lyca’s pants slowed, then stopped, fading into content breaths which tickled against each other’s ears as they nuzzled in close, leaving only his various, passionate promises to dance over their mind as they wordlessly waited for his knot to deflate... Although some part of him still wished it wouldn’t, and they would be left cuddling on the ground, basking in the afterglow of their depraved deed, rather than acknowledge their unavoidable responsibilities.\n\nIt was then that he noticed that a notification had popped up while he was ignoring the System’s UI... An exclamation mark hovered above the menu option for his quest log in the bottom of his vision. Did he advance some quest he wasn’t aware of while saying goodbye to Lyca..?\n\n[q][i]Quest Declared: The Prince of the Woods[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Objective: Unite the forest kobolds, the dryads, and the werewolf pack underneath your authority (1/3)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Hidden Objective: [???][/i][i]\n[/i][i]Bonus: [???][/i][/q]\n\nWait... Did he trigger a Quest just by declaring his intentions!? Why didn’t it trigger when he first concocted his idea before..? Was it because he hadn’t spoken it out loud? Because he didn’t have enough conviction behind his plan until now..? Maybe it was because his goal only became possible now..?\n\nOr perhaps the Goddess had taken mercy upon the poor boy and given him a bit of proof that his plan [i]could[/i] work by giving him a Quest, dangling the offer of Experience or other rewards if he [i]did[/i] manage to achieve it...\n\n“...Alright... I’ll be waiting with the pack for your return... Alpha~” Lyca distracted him from his musings with her words, as well as the doting lick she gave against the side of his snout. “As well as for you proving your words by making me the Mother to more pups than I can count~”\n\n“...That’s probably not that many since you haven’t gone to school– ACK!”\n\nYeah, he probably deserved that half-playful bite in reply~\n\n[center][b]* * *[/b][/center]\n\nThe chubby, demonic red panda huffed upon her throne in annoyance as her upstart of a child and the pain in her ass witch that captured him arrived at her court. Razielle’s green, demonic eyes smouldered in her dark castle, her lips twisted into an uncharacteristic frown, whilst her tail maw showed her true emotions a touch more openly with the murderous growl stretched across its toothy mouth.\n\nShe knew Keras had slipped off with a pack of barghests to hunt down the boy without her permission. But, that was intentional, if anything, she was happy that her darling momma’s boy had taken the initiative to hunt down the Chosen in her stead! If he succeeded, after letting her son have some fun with the boy as a reward she would have taken his new toy away for her own use and ambitions. Meanwhile, she would be keeping to her end of the deal with the pesky witch by not being the one behind the order—even if she [i]had[/i] broken that promise when the barghests had intruded the first time around, but surely [i]she[/i] couldn’t be blamed that they had gotten ‘last’ and wandered into her domain while tracking down that wonderful virile scent...\n\n“Chloe, dear... What an honor to have you as a guest again... How many years has it been since we talked face to face~?” She garbed her frustrations beneath a veneer of sweetness that failed to completely hide her frosty tone. She briefly contemplated trying to gather her dark magic to strike at the forest whore, but, no... She may have had the advantage in her demonic domain over the capable caster, but it would be quite the risk to her darling boy trapped by her side, not to mention a breach of etiquette for demonic royalty like her to strike at a ‘guest’, no matter how insufferable they may be.\n\n“Oh, cut the crap Razi, you know why I’m here.” The lupine witch retorted, reaching over to pluck up the impanda by his spade-tipped tail, dangling the magically muzzled young teen in front of his mother with only the most disparaging of stares towards the troublesome pest. “Do you think leaving your dirty work up to your offspring wouldn’t count as breaking our pack? You stay out of my woods, and I enjoy my days brewing potions in isolation rather than resume hunting down your kind.”\n\n“Is it so hard to believe that a troublesome boy might strike out on his own in an effort to impress Mommy~? Besides... You never stated that your claimed territory would be where the Godseed would arrive.”\n\n“Mmm... Now how was I supposed to know that~?” The lupine grinned widely from beneath her wide brimmed hat, chuckling as she poorly hid her smile behind her free hand. “Shrines to the Chosen were erected all over the world. It was purely a coincidence that he arrived near the one in my territory.”\n\n“Mmmm. Bull.” The demoness shot back as her tail growled fiercely, twitching against the side of her throne in the best impression of an attack dog just [i]begging[/i] to be let off of its leash. Much like a dutiful, vicious mongrel, the demonic princess silenced its snarls by plucking up a bone from a nearby bucket and tossing it at her tail maw to catch.\n\n“Besides, it's rich for a [i]demon[/i] of all things to complain about omitted details for an agreement,” the lupine considered with a chortle, before holding up the red panda cuntboy in her grip up again. “Nor a good idea to attack the honesty of someone you’re about to have to make a new pact with... At least if you want your [i]darling[/i] little demonspawn back and not turned into my latest decoration.”\n\nKeras’ amber eyes went wide, knowing just how real the threat was himself, before his silent, begging stare turned towards his mother with a desperate prayer for salvation.\n\n“You never were one for subtlety,” Razi snapped back as she stepped up from her throne, walking down the stairs immediately before it to stand eye to eye in front of the negotiating witch. Closer than that, in fact, as she pressed herself flush against the demon-binder’s bodice, her busty, motherly breaths pressing against their equal trapped behind the wolf’s far too tight dress—whilst the spellcaster’s steepled hat brushed against her curved brown horns.\n\n“Fine, what’s your offer~?”\n\n“I give you back your spawn, and you and all the demons underneath your command swear off chasing the Chosen.”\n\nKeras’ expression soured, and a fearful gulp rolled up his throat. Oh, he was going to get such a tanning if that was the cost to keep him free .\n\n“Tch. No deal~”\n\nThe impanda boy’s eyes went wide in shock, horror, and pleading fear! He didn’t want to get punished, but... He was worth more than one mortal boy, surely–\n\n“After all, if I get my paws on that lad he can always give me many more boys to take his place, however I might miss him in particular~” Keras’ ears drooped towards the floor underneath their own weight, as his body slumped in defeat while their negotiations continued.\n\n“And if I stop you~?” The witch countered with a stoic faced stare.\n\n“How would you do that~? Unless, of course, you intend to break the agreement we currently have in place~? Then by all means, feel free to hold the boy’s hand, but then you can’t protect both him [i]and[/i] those woods you’re so fond of, can you~?”\n\nThe lupine-mother’s eyes narrowed, her lip twisting to reveal the slightest hint of her fang in reflex to the threat the demoness gave.\n\n“But we both wouldn’t want that... I attack your woods, you attack my castle... We wind up back exactly where we were all those years ago... A month. I won’t make a move on your charming little suitor for a month in return for Keras’ safe return.”\n\nThe impanda’s expression lightened. His mother was going to rescue him after all!\n\n“A year.” The lupine stared daggers at the other woman, their unblinking stares locking against one another’s eyes even as the huffing blasts of air seething from their nostrils nearly brushed against one another.\n\n“And let some other demonic lord, or worse, [i]that upstart bitch,[/i] claim him by then? I don’t think so~” The red panda plotted, scheming as she thought of a solution to bridge the impasse, before finally raising her finger with an idea.\n\n“I, and demons under my authority, won’t pursue the Chosen until either a year has passed, [i]or[/i] until he is discovered by another demonic faction... However...” The demonic princess’ lips twist into a toothy smile. “To keep things fair... My darling boy you have your hands on will be free to try and capture on his own without my assistance.”\n\nThe witch’s head tilted to the side, somewhat amused by the counter offer. “Oh? Do you think he’s really able to do that without you or your minions holding his hand~?”\n\n“He’s still a demon prince~ Even if an exceptionally young, low level one, not quite yet reaching the Journeyman levels,” the older red panda chortled in reply. “He should be capable enough to hunt down a brat who only just arrived into this world until the rest of demon society discover him.”\n\n“Besides, this gives me an incentive to work in your favor too, my [i]dear friend[/i],” the sarcasm dripping with those last words were so thick that she practically spat them straight into the other woman’s maw. “Keras should be a fair enough challenge to the Goddess’ pet. Meanwhile, it also means I’m encouraged to try and hide his arrival to this world from the rest of demonkind to give him as long as possible to make him ours~”\n\n“Otherwise... My, imagine what a little bit of [i]hearsay[/i] at the next gathering of us demonic nobility might spill from my lips~ Why, all of the nether might be in a [i]tizzy[/i], gathering hunting parties, if not [i]armies[/i], to lay our filthy, abyssal claws on him.”\n\n“But, we both wouldn’t want to see that, would we~? So this deal sounds like a fair enough compromise to me~”\n\n“Tch...” The witch snapped her tongue in reply, before finally acquiescing with a shrug. “Fine. But as punishment for his intrusion onto my domain, he can’t begin his hunt for three days. I [i]could[/i] always give him an injury that won’t heal for that time instead, but I imagine you’d want some time to personally... discipline him... for his failure anyway.”\n\n“Fine, fine... What are three days in the grand scheme of things~?” Razi replied with a dismissive wave of her hand.\n\nWith the concord struck, Chloe let the demonic imp go, but rather than falling to the floor like he might have expected, he met a far worse fate... Being grabbed by his mother’s tail-maw, making the lad gulp as the limb kept a nice, [i]firm[/i] hold onto his body until his mother could give him some [i]personal[/i] attention.\n\n“Oh, one last thing...” The red panda mom murmured playfully after the wolf had started to walk back towards the still active portal behind her. “I seem to be missing one of my hounds... They haven’t returned yet, nor can I see their soul buzzing about in one of the trinkets on you. You wouldn’t happen to know where he might have went, do you~?”\n\n“Mmm... Feel free to ask your boy about what happened there... As for the pup himself, well, lets say I’ve taken him underneath my wing for now—although it's ultimately up to the dog if he decides to take up the offer or scamper back to your oh so [i]tender[/i] embrace~”\n\n“Fine, fine... Keep the disloyal mutt~ Funny, the old you wouldn’t have been so merciful to a repentant demon before~ Are you getting soft in your old age?”\n\n“Mmm...” The witch’s hand briefly batted along her abdomen as he considered her response. “What can I say... Maybe I want to give a bit of trust to something that’s bearing the siblings to my own future daughter...”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Everything was going perfectly~ Well, asides from the start, at least.

Keras couldn’t help but grin to himself as the results of his genius came to fruition while casually sprawled across the back of the Lesser Barghest he had kept with him for protection. The five demon dogs had originally intended to ambush the boy and his two annoying companions closer to evening. But, unfortunately, it looked like the senses of the Chosen boy’s two feral bitches allowed them to notice his hounds lurking in the darkness before the time had come, buying them a few minutes of evening light.

No matter. If anything, the light worked in his plan’s favor, as the two beasts were acutely aware of the monstrous opponents isolating them from their charge. It should have also ensured the boy would run away with a clear opponent in front of him, but it looked like the young lad was braver than he expected—trying to stand and fight despite the yells of his bitches to run away.

“How heroic~” The demon red panda sang with a patronizing tone. Well, while he might not have respected the heroic tykes desire to protect his mates and his kids growing in them, it did make the boy an even more tempting target of the impanda’s desires~ His hand wandered down over his lithe body, teasing himself with his own touch before his dextrous fingers brushed along his own inflamed, needy cunt to hook themselves behind his glistening pink netherlips—not caring at all that his idle hip rolls as he fingered himself pressed against the Lesser Barghest’s back, or made the demonic hound he was using as a seat ever so slightly uncomfortable from being used as a piece of furniture while he did so.

“Such virtues~ Such convictions~ Mmm... How fun it’ll be to see you cast aside when you become nothing but my eager little breeding pet~ Mmmm... Maybe if you’ll good, I’ll even corrupt your two bitches and make them my pets as well, so you can be there for your little depraved hellpups and kits to be born~” The young demon groaned lightly, licking his lips as he pictured the glorious victory he was about to achieve!

Especially since he and the barghest had been watching the trio long enough to see some of the boy’s earlier playing. Mmm. It was difficult to not seize upon them right then and there, and if Keras had known they would have been spotted before evening anyway, maybe they should have. The sight of that fat cub cock, the scent it made, staining the soil with wasted virility that felt criminal after he and the dogs had spent years unable to quench the burning heats within their wombs.

Fuck he couldn’t wait until his drooling snatch was swallowing the kit’s knot, soaking the boy’s crotch in his estrus and watching his unfocused blue eyes darken into a corrupted purple~ What was taking the damned dog so long? It shouldn’t be that difficult to drive a ten-year-old novice adventurer into his waiting, enthralling arms, or even defeat him for that matter!

“Do I have to do everything myself~?” The demonic lad sighed, dragging his digits from his dripping cunt before wiping them clean on his barghest servant’s pelt—despite the annoyed grumble the beast gave to the disrespectful scent mark.

Wait... Was the barghest... struggling!?

No, of course not, he comforted himself after seeing the barghest force the lad onto the ground after finally landing a bite. Looks like the boy’s skills with that pathetic sword of his could only buy him a few moments of distance from the dog’s hungry jaws before his inevitable defeat caught up to him. Oh well, it might have been entertaining to have captured him himself, but one of his mother’s pets catching his new toy and bringing it to him was acceptable as well.

He’ll let that barghest get to ride the Chosen Fuckpole first—well, first of the dogs after he was done with it, at least.

But, just as the impanda thought it was time to get started, the kit managed to get some distance again from the Lesser Barghest by striking at the beast with the knife he had, drawing a disappointed click of the demonic boy’s tongue in reply. Now it was just getting sad! Sure, it looked like the kit was on his last legs, but what had seemed like a one-sided fight was going to end in a narrow, rather than decisive, victory...

Provided that the boy didn’t pull out any other surprises to turn things around... Which seemed like far too much of a possibility when the boy pulled his mediocre spells out and enshrined his blunt sword in flames.

“Tut, can’t even take down a single cub... So much for being first,” Keras muttered, rolling off of the Barghest he was laying upon to dust off the mongrel fluff sticking to his hips. “Screw this, change of plans. Go in there and help your brother out before he gets defeated a second ti–”

SLAM.

Keras’ words were interrupted by an ominous crash behind him—massive enough to make the demonic boy’s short, reddish-brown hair kick up from the wind left in its wake. The smack of the hound he was using as a seat crashing into the ground, and its pained yelp, doubly confirmed that something had gone terribly wrong, as his demonic amber eyes slowly, fearfully swiveled back to see what had just happened.

The imp gulped. Behind him stood a massive half-feral lupine, towering nearly twice over his height. Fiery yellow eyes burned from within the scowling face staring down at him, with dagger-sized fangs parted to let the warning snarl seethe past. It was nearly enough to distract the boy from the gigantic pair of tits swaying from the monstrous wolf’s chest with every little motion it made, such as removing the gigantic set of claws from the dissolving remains of the sixth hound.

The werewolf of the woods, and he had the unfortunate honor of intruding upon its territory during a full moon.

A bashful grin stretched across the boy’s lips as he stepped back, trying to gain some distance from the female monster while looking as nonthreateningly as possible. He hardly needed to spy upon her Level to know that this wasn’t an encounter that he was going to win.

Fortunately for him, she seemed to have other priorities, giving him time to watch her while he contemplated his exit strategy—as well as notice a peculiar heart-shaped, pink brand upon her belly, just like the two feral bitches the fox kid kept at his side had.

Her gaze snapped back away from home when he didn’t try to attack or run, at least not yet, and instead growled at the defeated demon underneath her claws. “Oh no you don’t, you’re not getting to scamper back to the abyss.”

The protector of the wood’s magic ensnared the slain demon, trapping its dissolving body and soul into a barrier of pale-green light—the prison shrinking in size the more the demon broke down, until finally reaching the size of a lantern as the hound’s trapped essence coiled within, taking the shape of bellowing thick smog which writhed futilely within its prison.

A second later, and with a flex of one of the werewolf’s monstrous claws, that smoke began to condense, pressed in upon itself by the bitch’s magic—before, finally, condensing into a perfectly round sphere of obsidian that imprisoned the barghest’s being.

Keras gulped again. Death wouldn’t be too bad for their kind. The worst they’d experience was embarrassment respawning back in their demonic bastions within the abyss. But this... Being bound into a physical object for Demon Lord knows how long until they were rescued by their prison’s destruction? It was the closest their kind could come to true death short of the holiest of the bitch goddess’ magic, which was in such short supply these days to be all but unheard of.

But, it only got worse as the impanda watched the werewolf summoned an entire necklace of such contained demons, forming a chain of obsidian jewels which the new one joined. Only after it was done did the mistress of the woods turn her annoyed gaze towards the demonic ‘prince’ in front of her, those bisque eyes practically appraising him, as if contemplating how captivating of a jewel he might make once imprisoned.

“N– Now, let's not be hasty here! Listen, we’re leaving, there’s no need to resort to violence! Lemme just go collect–” Keras’ attention turned towards where his barghests and the boy’s group were fighting, only for his shocked expression to return when he spotted the boy mid transformation into a were-beast himself. Of course, his amber eyes couldn’t help but watch that fat cock of his get even fatter as he did so, making his thin, devilish tail writhe with excitement at what such a monster could do to his body. To say nothing else of how entertaining such a bestial, monstrous ‘pet’ would have been to him.

The barghest that was fighting the kit was a goner at that point, limping along on its last few HP points as well. Although, instead of eviscerating the hound like he was expecting, he instead watched along with the rumbling werewolf—standing close enough behind him that he could feel her constant growls tickle against his back through the air—as the Chosen fucked the demon with unabashed lust.

The other four Barghests, and even the boy’s wives, were just as taken aback as he—staring slack jawed at the exhibitionist display unfolding in front of them. But, whilst the fox and wolf’s eyes couldn’t pierce the darkness to see Keras lurking nearby, the other four demons could, and as soon as they saw the monster skulking behind their demonic charge, they ran—abandoning their Master’s son to the just deserts of his reckless ambitions rather than risk joining the demonic vanquisher’s trophy hoard of their captured ilk.

“T– Traitors!” He squeaked, before making his attempt at escape by summoning a portal to drive into it. But, before he could reach it, a snap from the werewolf’s claws banished his abyssal gateway, leaving him crashing pathetically onto the grass floor, before any further attempt at escape was stopped by the monster’s clawed hand wrapping around his head—yanking him up to leave him dangling from the oversized grip like some pathetic, squirming doll.

“Now don't you worry your pretty little head, you little whelp. Capturing your soul would be more trouble than its worth. Besides...” The werewolf growled, turning her attention back towards the show that was going on in front of them, coaxing him to watch as well with how her overpowering grip turned his horned head. “I have a feeling we’re about to see something interesting.”

“It's not like you’re giving me much of a choice!” He huffed, pouting like a grounded brat as he hung from the monster’s hold. But, he couldn’t deny he didn’t appreciate the show they were spying on—watching the boy’s fat knot clap against the needy, glistening spade of the feral cunt-hound over the next several minutes, before finally the lad’s balls began to unload deep into the Lesser Barghest’s womb.

What he wasn’t expecting was the visible changes going on in front of him. His eyes went wide as he saw, and felt, the demonic taint within his servant begin to subside—one womb baptising cum shot at a time.

“That’s... That’s not possible!” He squeaked. The creature in front of him was still a demon... albeit barely. If he had to put his finger on what the dog in front of them now was, the closest equivalent he could think of was a mortal that had been recently corrupted into demonhood. But, that shouldn’t have been possible... All the Lesser Barghests his mother had pledged to her were borne demons! Even then, he had never heard of a corrupted demon managing to be reverted back to mortality either—or at least, one step removed from it!

“Mmm... I guess you wouldn’t know the reason behind this, would you?” the werebitch retorted with a teasing smirk.

But, with the show done, and the dire stud responsible for their entertainment plucking his knotted cock free from his well bred plaything, the monster strode forward—carting the impanda boy along with her.

“Well... Ain’t that a surprise.” Her voice rumbled forward, catching the attention of the feral boy and his two wives. But, even as she spoke, the monster started to shift and change, shrinking down to a far more normal size—although her impressive cleavage remained no less imposing on her bust.

‘They could even give my mother’s a run for their money,’ Keras found himself considering as he watched the wolf woman conjure forth a set of clothes with another snap of her claws—ensuring that she was fully clothed by the time she stepped out into the mediocre light of the Divine Beast’s fire. Although the tightly fitted dress the woman looked did little in the way of modesty for the motherly woman, she would have been better served tilting her head forward to let the wide brimmed, steepled hat she likewise conjured to try and obscure her tits beneath its rim.

“Whose there!?” The fox wife stepped forward, snarling with defiance at the mysterious voice approaching closer. Not that it looked like she was ready to tussle again. Keras’ could see with his Analyze skill that her Mana pool was quite low, and her HP was hovering at the midway point thanks to the bite wound upon her side.

But, as the witch and her demonic prisoner strode forward into view, a wave of relief spread across the vixen’s face. Her hackles lowered, and a sigh of relief burst forth from her lips shortly before she exclaimed. “Chloe!?”

Although, perhaps more surprisingly, was the reaction the other wife gave. Her nostrils flared, her expression twisting into one of nostalgia and confusion, canting her head to one side with one ear lifted... Joining in to her fellow wife’s exclamation with one of her own. “...Mother?”

“What?” Kimi snapped in surprise, jolting her head back towards the feral wolf, then towards the anthro one in front of her, then back to the beast. “You mean..?”

“Yes dears, apologies for the late arrival, but you all seemed to have things in control by the time I got here,” the wolf witch giggled.

Keras was about to try and shout to interrupt the reunion playing out before him—only for another flick of the lupine’s fingers to conjure forth a gag around his mouth, reducing him to protesting only with muffled barks and growls. Another flick of the vile woman’s hand, and he was left floating in the air behind her, powerless to do more than kick uselessly at the air, and managing only to annoy the witch enough that she spun her finger in a circle that suddenly spun the red panda boy to continue floating upside down.

“I’m sorry, but... Mother? That can’t be right, can it? I mean, I know you’re both wolves, but... You know.” Kimi hesitated at a distance, awe struck by that revelation.

Lycandra and Rennard, however, seemed to not have such reservations. The lupine lass trotted forward to confirm her findings, sniffing at the motherly witch’s belly, even after the woman leaned down to fondly pet along her ears. Her vulpine husband, meanwhile, approached from the witch wolf’s other side, likewise sniffing at his familiar mate, before jumping up against her side to lap at her cheek.

“Mmm... Precocious as ever, aren’t you little Rennard~? No doubt you’re busy thinking you can give me an entire litter if you have another go at me now, but one child is enough for an old woman like me to raise, please~” Chloe giggled, replying to the transformed cub’s forwardness by brushing her hand against the back of his head with a comforting pet... One that seemed to lull the dire kit straight to sleep as a wave of drowsiness washed over the rutting lad’s body, before he half-collapsed, half-laid down at her feet in a peaceful slumber. “There we go... Can’t have him running around and making a bunch of little wereboys and girls now, can we?”

“Now, to your question... Yes, I am this wolf’s mother,” Chloe replied, giving the slumbering feral cub one last affectionate pet, before turning her attention to the nose nudging girl still at her side.

“I knew I recognized that scent!” Lyca replied with an excited murmur, shoving her head forward to rub her scalp against the witch’s midsection.

“But... How!?” Kimi interjected, stepping in closer to check in upon Rennard with a curious boop of her snout against his side.

“Well... Those of us who are able should do all we can to help the Goddess maintain this world. I still possess quite a few Blessings from the Old Mother, one of which I’ve invoked over the last ten years to birth beasts that are in short supply within the woods to help the Goddess conserve her energy. This girl’s wolf pack was one such litter I’ve borne for the good of my woods.”

“Of course, I wasn’t expecting our little Rennard to have bred you... Especially after I told the boy to prioritize prey animals. But, that aside, I am happy to see that one of my daughters is doing so well~ Have you taken a name, my dear?”

“Lyca... Lycandra,” the wolf murmured with an excited wag. “Oh, the largest of my brothers has taken the name Theron!”

“Your brother– Oh my, don’t tell me...”

“Yep! Rennard blessed all of us with his pups and therianthropy!” The wolf wife beamed proud, smiling up at her anthro mother in seeming indifference to the disappointed tut the witch gave to the revelation.

“Oh that boy... Whatever are we going to do with him,” Chloe sighed, although there was still the hint of a smile upon her snout as she spoke—especially as her yellow eyes turned to look towards said cub now sprawled onto his back to let the impressive pole still sputtering with vigor from between his hind legs tower into the air.

A sight that Kimi was very much trying her best not to stare at herself while talking to her old witch friend in front of her.

“Where have you been anyway? We’ve had to fight demons twice since you disappeared!” The vixen grumbled lightly, casting a disparaging glance towards the ‘redeemed’ barghest and the bound floating imp behind the witch.

“Ironically enough, trying to expunge the abyssal filth that was sneaking about through my woods. Unfortunately, it looked like a pair managed to slip past me the first time,” the older woman replied. “It seems that their demonic overlord must have somehow learned about the Chosen’s arrival, and is now trying to hunt down your brother–”

“Husband,” Kimi corrected with a possessive huff.

“Yes, trying to hunt down your husband. I’m glad you two, now three, have managed to handle them as well as you have, though. It looks like it's done good for the pair of you at least.”

“Well... Yeah.” Kimi added with a mutter, looking back towards her slumbering sibling. “It looks like the party slash Harem thing Rennard’s added us into has some sort of Experience sharing, at least if we’re nearby. I heard five announcements of Experience gained after he defeated the one he was fighting, and we drove the pair we were each fighting off. Looks like it was enough to level up both me and Lyca after.”

“That’s wonderful to hear! The pair of you will need such power if you wish to keep protecting our little Chosen. Especially if he starts trying to get stronger himself to protect you instead~” Chloe replied with a giggle, as well as a fond smile as a blush spread across the feral vixen’s cheeks and ears.

“Yeah, well... He shouldn’t be protecting us. We should have been protecting him. I’m going to give him such a lecture when he wakes up.” The girl muttered, glancing aside as the burning flush deepened as she remembered her brother’s words during their fight.

“Well, it was reckless, but isn’t that the nature of boys? Would you love him so deeply if he didn’t have that little bit of courage and bravado?” Chloe counseled, adding a patronizing pat to Kimi’s head that the vixen tried to bashfully push aside with a forepaw. “Besides, perhaps you’re thinking about this the wrong way. Marriages work best when both partners learn to rely upon one another when they need it, rather than only one carrying the burden. There’s nothing wrong with protecting him, but there’s equally nothing wrong with him protecting you.”

“Yes there is! I’m older. Much older after staying here for ten years while he took his sweet ass time to arrive,” she countered with a protesting hrmmph, even if she couldn’t deny the rest of her logic.

“And my dear Lyca here is only two. Do you think she’s unable to protect him, and he’d have to protect her then?” The witch replied, interrupting the vixen’s immediate counter with a raise of her hand. “And before you reply that that doesn’t count because she was a full grown feral wolf, I remind you that the pair of you won’t be aging now. Will you still hold that opinion when he’s a hundred years old and Level 100, but still looking like he’s 10?”

“Yes! ...No? I don’t know. This whole Chosen business makes everything complicated,” the vixen finally surrendered the point with a groan.

“I know, I know~ It's not exactly a duty that either have you volunteered for, although perhaps Rennard would have if it was explained to him better. At which point... Would you really have stayed behind in your world and not joined him~?”

“I would have stopped him from accepting it, period,” she mumbled, before burying her face into her younger brother’s fur to try and exit the conversation. “It was meant to be my job to keep him out of trouble... Even though that should have been just keeping him from making a mess or forcing him to do his homework...”

“You would have been right to do so, although it would have left this world suffering without his assistance for even longer,” the older woman advised, without a hint of judgement to the vixen’s complaints.

“But, you’re here now, for good or for ill, and you have to make the best of the cards you’ve been dealt. To that end... You should continue to protect him, but don’t try to stifle him too much. A little bit of risk, and the pain that comes from it, is important for boys to grow up to be men—even if they still look like boys afterwards.” She added with one last smile, giving her daughter another pet, before standing back up to her feet. “So don’t punish him too badly for staying to fight for both your sakes, alright~?”

“I’ll... I’ll think about it,” she acquiesced, puffing out her cheeks again as she sprawled across the slumbering child’s chest.

“I’ll make sure she doesn’t! Our Alpha– Our husband deserves to be spoiled for being such a strong warrior!” Lyca beamed, making the shadow across Kimi’s face deepen as she stared icy daggers at her fellow wife.

“There’s a good girl! Now, if you excuse me... I’ve got business to attend to.” She spoke softly, well aware of the pout that was going to spread across her daughter’s face even before the first whine slipped free.

“But..! We just reunited!”

“You’ve got your own pack already~ You hardly need your mother at this point, do you?” The older wolf replied with a chuckle. “But I get it... That higher reason has probably made you a bit more sentimental... Or maybe it’s the pups growing in your belly? Either way... I’ll be sure to visit you boys and girls when I get a moment. I don’t imagine Rennard’s been the best guide in how to act on two legs in the short time you’ve been with him, after all.”

“Wait!” Kimi shouted, tilting her head back up to the witch. “Is there anything you can do to cure the therianthropy Rennard’s contracted..? Or at least, stop him from making more? And... What are we meant to do with the Barghest he... bred...”

“Mmmm. Didn’t you once beg me to get him some werewolf milk..? One might call this predicament the result of your wish~”

“That... That was just so that he’d be better equipped to handle his duties! I didn’t want him to become a werefox...” Kimi tried to complain, although her eyes were darting away from Chloe once more whilst her blush deepened again.

“I’m sure you’ve not been complaining, though~” The witch replied with a playful giggle. “But, to answer your question... No, I don’t have the means at the moment to cure him. Nor would I want to. If the Old Mother’s blessing didn’t burn in his veins, the fight you were all in might have ended very differently. Yes, mastering that blessing and curse might be a struggle, but it looks like he’s already taken the first steps to do so, and the power it grants will be useful against the further threats you might face.”

“As for preventing him from making more little were cuntboys and girls when the next full moon comes around...” She paused for a moment considering. “Nothing on hand either, but I feel like the priestesses in Carren might have something, this is a divine matter, after all. If not, then surely an alchemist or enchanter in town might have some means, although you’ll have to ask discretely for a work around—wouldn’t want the townsfolk getting wind that you’ve got a little werekit within the walls.”

“Now, as too our sanctified demonic friend here, that I can help with.”

The witch reached out with a hand, and with a flick of her finger, lifted the Lesser Barghest from the puddle of cum he was dozing within—rousing the monster to blink wearily at her, before glancing past her to the furious bundle of demonic cuntboy hovering behind her.

“Ker– Lord Keras..?”

“Oh, you don’t need to call him such unfitting honorifics,” the witch giggled, giving the demonic pup’s scalp a playful little scratch as he did so. “Thanks to the boy you were so rudely assaulting, you’ve got an opportunity to make your life your own for both you, and the pups growing in your belly.”

“What are you going to do with him?” Kimi asked, not certain what fate she wished for the dog to face for his crimes against them... Why did Rennard have to go and breed the damn thing?

“Why, take him in, of course! Thanks to your husband he’s got a chance at Redemption, if that’s something he so wishes... It's not an easy road, and the stain of the abyss is still on him, but most of that rot has been scrubbed free. I figure a helpful hand and watching eye might help him on his first stumbling steps, and while I’m looking over him, I can ask him some questions. If I discover anything useful, I’ll be sure to send little Rennard a missive.”

“Meanwhile, this little troublemaker,” Chloe directed to the gagged wah behind her with a less than polite smack to the side of his ass. “I’m going to drag back to his mother, with a reminder that her ilk aren’t welcome within these woods. That should hopefully keep her demons from harassing you for a time, at least until you lot get to Carran... So long as you don’t get distracted. Again.”

“Ah... Thank you, yes. Don’t worry, we’ll be heading straight there. Or, well, as straight as following the river will get us,” Kimi added with a rumble, glancing briefly towards Lyca who pouted quietly at the reminder of the journey she wouldn’t be joining for.

“That’s good to hear... It’s been a while since he last visited you if I recall, so no doubt you’re excited to get to Carran to see him again. I’m certain he’ll be just as surprised as I was to see you freed from that shrine as well!” Chloe giggled one final time as she brushed herself off, then started to walk away with her prizes.

“I’m sorry that I can’t give Rennard a farewell. Do me a favor and give him a kiss for me two, would you girls?” The witch added with one last tease, blowing a kiss to the pair of ferals, before she, and her two trophies, disappeared in a flash of pale green magic.

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"\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tRennard - Level 10 Breeder Fox
HP\t39/39\t\tSta\t13/13\t\tMan\t13/13\t\tAro\t7/20
Str \t2 (14)\t\tAgi\t17\t\tSpr\t12
End\t13\t\tInt\t13\t\tCha\t21

Cock Size:\t8.8\t\t\t\tVirility: \t25
Ball Size:\t2.152\t\t\t\tI. Chance:\t305%

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

Items: Faded Traveler’s Cloak, Simple Backpack (Bowl, 1 rations, Rope, 4 Heat-Relief Potions, Letter from Chloe), Belts (Itza’s Knife, Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt]), Slimebane Oil, Waterskin), Coinpurse (12c, 2s)

Conditions:

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, Control Form Lvl 1, Knife Proficiency Lvl 1, Sword Proficiency Lvl 1, Bite Proficiency Lvl 1
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Kimi - Level 11 (10) Divine Beast Fox
HP\t45/45\t\tSta\t15/15\t\tMan\t32/32\t\tAro\t6/20
Str\t11 (10)\tAgi\t25 (24)\tSpr\t22 (21)
End\t16 (15)\tInt\t34 (32)\tCha\t21 (20)

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

Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed (5d, 13h, 26m)
Skills: Analyze Lvl 3, Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Tracking Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 2, Digging Lvl 1, Running Lvl 1, Foraging Lvl 1, Intuit Magic Lvl 2, Illusion Adept Lvl 1, Bite Proficiency Lvl 2, Claws Lvl 2, Dodge Lvl 1, Familiarities (Various).


Benefits: Fox Magic, Magic Aptitude, Size Queen, Intelligence Growth Up

Lycandra - Level 9 Werewolf
HP\t78/78\t\tSta\t26/26\t\tMan\t10/10\t\tAro\t11/20
Str\t29\t\tAgi\t23\t\tSpr\t17
End\t26\t\tInt\t10\t\tCha\t11

Spells: N/A

Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed ( 5d, 11h, 44m)
Skills: Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Tracking Lvl 3, Sneak Lvl 1, Digging Lvl 2, Running Lvl 2, Anthro Familiarity Lvl 3, Control Form Lvl 2, Endure Lvl 1, Bite Lvl 3, Claws Lvl 2.
Benefits: Therianthrope (Wolf), Alpha (Werewolf), Strength Growth Up, Endurance Growth Up, ???

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Rennard awoke with a pleased, albeit half-asleep rumble, roused from his slumber not by the first rays of sunlight like he had been the day before, but instead by the demanding twitch of his stubborn morning wood throbbing from between his young legs.

Or... So the young, ten-year-old cub had thought, until the sultry huffs of a pair of familiar voices at his lap, and the sensation of their silky tongues lapping on either side of his knot, finished wrenching the boy’s consciousness from the depths of sleep. His soft blue eyes opened, glancing down towards his lap where both of his wives were—their forepaws resting on either side of his lap, whilst their feral maws lovingly, tenderly wandered along his hefty boy dick, tracing along the lines of his sculpted knotted length with their pre-cum lathered tasters.

“What... What’s going on?” The kit mumbled with a bashful blush, and an equally demure smile. He didn’t really want to complain, especially not with how adoring the two stared past his throbbing spire they were salivating across to greet him that morning, but his mind was abuzz with questions. The last thing he remembered... He was fighting the Barghest... But what happened..? How did the fight go? Where did their injuries go..? Did they win..?

That’s right, he remembered as the half-imprinted neurons from his feral stupor began to stir. He had gambled on turning into a dire feral again when the evening twilight gave the canine an unfair advantage. He must have turned things around then after, but... His foggy memories didn’t seem to be that helpful in regards to the how. He... Thinks he remembers breeding the barghest after pinning the other feral down... Then... HIs mother..? No, his curse-mother—something he recalled from an earlier dream where his impending rut conjured forth fantasies of breeding the werewolf that had granted him this power in the first place. Had she showed up?

It was hard to come up with answers when he was dealing with the two loves of his young, tender life acting in concert to pleasure his morning wood, though... Their feral pants brushed across his drool and pre slick meat, sending shivers dancing across his body from their warm breaths.

Not that that stopped him from trying to get them, opening his lips in order to try to voice another question, only to be stopped by Kimi shifting to press a forepaw against his lips, and briefly surrender that cock entirely to Lyca’s hungry stare.

“Shush... We can go over everything later... For now, we want to give our special little husband a reward for being such a brave fool~” The vixen murmured sweetly despite the little derisive tease she threw in at the end. Any thoughts of continuing his protests after that were further silenced by her lips after she settled up next to the anthro boy, luring her sibling’s maw against her own so that they could once more join their tongues in an incestuous tango.

The arm closest to his sister curled around her, pulling her into a tight, possessive embrace while their fangs locked in place next to each other—his inquisitive stare fading into a relaxed gaze as they did so. His dick, meanwhile, jolted against the wolf’s face, painting Lyca’s brow in a pearly bead of her Alpha and husband’s musk. Before, with no vixen to share, the lupine dragged her tongue hungrily over the underside of the lad’s prick, teasing against the fat vein responsible for disgorging the thick strings of vulpine ambrosia responsible for their litters. Her slurp lingered at his tip, the silky tongue dancing across the point just like Kimi’s did whenever she pleased him, before finally those feral lips pursed at the point, suckling as best as they could to glaze themselves in his fecund reaction.

“Mmm... And I suppose the pup also deserves a bone for doing such a good job helping to protect you~” His sister threw in with another sultry tease, licking away the strings of spit bridging their lips after such a messy embrace. “So be a good boy for us and stay quiet~”

“Oh... Alright...” Rennard mumbled, his cheeks turning a rosy red whilst his flicked submissively back against his scalp, all while his tail joined theirs in an excited, frantic wag.

“There’s a good little brother~” The vixen murmured, licking her lips as she turned her attention to the naked prize lying on the ground for their use.

She might have forsaken his loins to the wolf for the moment, but that didn’t mean the younger fox was off the hook from her teasing tongue. Her maw wandered down along his excited chest, nuzzling affectionately against his white fur and peppering the nascent hint of developing muscles on his body with affectionate kisses. Of course, most of the work still came from her drooling tongue, leaving a layer of groomed fur in its wake as she teasingly wandered the muscle over his nips—causing his toes to clench, and his hips to roll forward, pushing his dripping cock tip into Lyca’s maw and along her tongue.

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“Mmm... Such a strong, virile alpha~” Lyca followed after withdrawing from his dick, suckling all the way so that that tip wrung out with a ‘pop’ after falling free.

“We shouldn’t tease him for too long... This is meant to be a reward, not a punishment... Well, mostly a reward...” Kimi spoke with a soft giggle, nudging her snout against her brother’s lithe belly, but obviously not making much of a rush to return to his dick either.

“I suppose~” The lupine murmured close enough to his dick that he could feel her rumbling contemplation tickle against his sensitive pole.

Rennard made an attempt to speak, only to halt before even a single syllable crossed his lips—he was told to be quiet, after all, and right now him swallowing any complaints or thoughts he might have had felt like a small cost to the heavenly delights he was being given. So, instead, he watched silently, his blue eyes lingering mostly on Lycandra nuzzling against his cock, but very frequently glancing towards Kimi, especially as the vixen’s snout drew closer and closer towards their shared obsession.

It was during one such glance aside that the werewolf changed. The blur of shifting fur and the crack of changing bones caused his attention to refocus upon the feral wolf as she grew in size. Her back straightened into the upright stance of her anthro form, the forepaws pressing against his hips flattening out into a set of still stocky, but far more dextrous, fingers instead of the warm, padded paws that were there before. 

Rennard had gotten familiar with Lyca’s humanoid form ever since he had awoken on her lap two days before, but it was entirely different to see the amazonian figure of the she-wolf sprawled out along his legs so that her busty bosom was cradled against his thigh. She propped her bust up with one arm, resting her weight against its elbow whilst the hand from said arm wrapped gingerly around the base of his thick girth to hold his shaft flush against her now softer lips. Her other hand stroked fondly along his inner thigh, drifting casually towards his flexing balls, keeping to just the right tempo that the pet matched the downward descent from his sister’s lips.

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They had to have practiced this... Or at the very least Kimi had given Lyca some pointers while he was asleep! Either was possible, really, and Rennard didn’t know what was worse. All he could do for now, though, was watch enraptured, daring not to let anything more than a plaintive, eager whimper escape from his lips or risk interrupting his ‘reward’. His hips were less agreeable, however, bucking ever so slightly upwards whenever his excitement got the better of him, but Lyca’s incredible Strength score was more than enough to keep him pinned down now that his Rut-Enhanced Libido had returned to normal.

Finally, though, the lupine lass pushed her lips down against his head, just as Kimi’s snout brushed against the root of his prick, and her free hand lovingly cradled the amble kit seed factories draping down over his taint. A full fledged groan rolled from his chest whilst his hips hammered upwards, managing only to sink a few of his considerable inches into her warm, inviting maw despite his best attempts. Obviously, his second wife wished to enjoy her time with the girth she had seen the vixen play with the night before, for however long the boy’s temperament could hold on before his groped spheres divulged their reward.

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So instead, the cub just laid there, propping himself up ever so slightly so he could immortalize every moment of the two’s tag-teaming performance. Lyca’s head moved in shallow bobs, rolling down to the halfway point of his tapered girth, but never sliding that tip further along her tongue—whether out of inexperience, or wanting to keep him from spilling his load too quickly, he couldn’t be sure. But, if he had to guess, he was starting to lean towards the latter, as Kimi’s wandering lips and slurping tongue swiveled across the other side of his sack, before returning for another circuit over her side of his cock.

Her exploration came to an end when her lips brushed against the wolf’s. But, instead of the fox veering off, or the two devolving into a squabbling spat on how they were splitting up the task of pleasuring him like he feared, the wolfess’ lips instead pried back—leading her fellow wife’s maw with it. Until, finally, his prick slipped free from her embrace for but a moment before his spunk-drooling start was wedged between their maws! Their lips wrapped around his shaft as well as each other’s, their hot, panting breaths crashing against one another in turbulent flows tickling down his prick, whilst their tongues wrestled against the sputtering vulpine rod and each other—as if competing for the honor of servicing the tip.

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“Fuuuuck.” He whined again, huffing hotly as he wrestled against his desire to roll forward and just breed the pair of them. His desperation, meanwhile, caused the conspiring wives to giggle around their prize, rubbing the fountain of precum between their tongues before finally turning their attentions lower.

The trickling, fecund flow was left to pour down the shaft as their lips danced and made out over the length of his rod, ensuring his red length glistened in the morning sun especially with the benefit of drool from their sloppy make out session. Down their lips traced, lower and lower, whilst his panting chest and shuddering prick grew ever more pronounced the more they played him like a fiddle. At least until the two’s maws came to rest around his fat, swelling knot, managing to suckle the entire set of glands between their concerted lips—leaving his rod to swell and twitch against their cheeks, attended too only by Lyca’s curious, inexperienced, yet surprisingly tender, stroking hand.

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No sooner had the two suckled and slurped across the base of his shaft than any pretense went out the door. The two worked together for the express goal of getting his twitching spheres to spill over, their maws dancing across his girth, sometimes together, sometimes alone, but never less than one pair of panting, enraptured lips gracing his hefty prick at a time. Sometimes, that came in the method of one of their lips bobbing down over his cock whilst the other lovingly suckled across his fat spheres, other times it came with their maws once more embracing each other around him—their amber eyes sometimes staring past his huffing chest to greet his adoring blues, other times glancing more into each other’s gaze as their drool and precum lathered maws locked against one another again.

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When it felt like his shaft was on the verge of release, their strategy changed once again. Or, rather, Kimi adopted a more secondary role, finally dragging her lips off of his prick with a forlorn sigh, to instead observe how Lycandra handled the task of pleasuring their husband alone. It seemed to be a moment that the lupine was waiting for as she tenderly lined his madly throbbing prick against her tongue once more, bobbing her head down to slurp along his girth with more zeal than the last.

Her gaze bore into his, watching every twitch, every flutter of passion and pleasure which danced across his face as her guide while her lips noisily made a mess of drool and fecundity over his crotch! Most of said mess was caught by her hand, now wrapping around his knot to squeeze it against her palm, forming a faux tie which helped to usher the boy right to his peak. The other hand, meanwhile, returned to cradling his spheres, squeezing the flexing pair as best she could with one hand, adding one more sensation to the mix to milk him dry of his potent ambrosia.

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But, despite the advantage her hands had given her over the feral vixen’s paws, her skills were still ever a bit lacking compared to his more experienced sister. A fact that was made obvious by the inch or so gap of his girth between her squeezing, kneading fingers and her lips during the zenith of her schlurping passions. She shied away every time his cock’s leading edge neared the back of her tongue, jolting back up to give another roll of her soft, wet lips over the length instead of swallowing it like she attempted.

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“C’mon now... You can do better than that~” Kimi’s voice murmured once again, and for once her sly, devious grin wasn’t directed at him as she pressed one of her forepaws against the back of the anthro wolf’s scalp. “You just gotta take one, deep breath, and then... Do it!”

The fox pressed her entire weight against the lupine’s head at just the right moment, shoving her maw forward so that her lips kissed against the edge of her palm and the throbbing, engorged glands of his knot, whilst his dick slammed forward to drag past the silky muscled mat to wedge itself against her surprised, spasming gullet—the sensation made all the more euphoric by the vibrations of the lupine’s surprised protest being silenced against his dick.

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There was no way he could have resisted that. His fingers and toes dug against the dirt. Lyca could feel his climax from the source as his hefty gonads twitched against her palm, followed shortly thereafter by his rod convulsing against her kneading palm, suckling lips, and spasming throat. Long, thick strands of seed pumped through his throbbing prick, painting against the werewolf’s visibly gulping throat. But, despite the fact that her apprentice's task was successful, Kimi still didn’t remove her forepaws from her fellow wife’s head, trapping her there with a self-satisfied smirk whilst her brother pumped every last drop his loins had on offer into her throat.

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Only as his release seemed to be tapering off to a close did she finally retract her forepaws, giggling ever so deviously whilst Lyca’s maw wrenched off of his cock with a long held back cough—ensuring that her tongue and face were painted with the last feeble streaks of vulpine virility.

“What the hell was that? Some more warning would have been nice! And you didn’t have to hold me down for so lon– Mrrf!?”

Rennard moved quickly while Lyca was distracted yelling at his sister, rolling forward to pull the lupine closer, and give his own kiss against the maw Kimi and his dick had gotten to embrace in his stead—showing no hesitation as he pushed his black lips against her seed-stained one’s, tongue rolling forward despite the wad of fox cream clinging to the taster. Lyca’s hackles lowered with the sudden display of affection, her stronger arm shifting up to pull her smaller stud against her chest to help deepen the embrace, cradling her husband and lover as she did so.

But, Kimi wasn’t getting to escape, either. Whilst one arm had wrapped around Lyca’s to pull her into the kiss, the other had reached over to pull the feral vixen into the hug as well. Something that the wolf was quick to help along with as her other arm joined his in squeezing against the quadruped, pinning her in against the depraved embrace that was going on. Her own squirms against the surprise display of affection were put to rest when Rennard’s lips finally retreated from the werewolf’s to instead force themselves upon his sister’s, spreading the cream his tongue had been smeared with from the other lass’ maw against the vixen’s, and bringing the same blush that tickled against Lyca’s ears to hers.

“Thank you...” Rennard finally mumbled as the second of his doting displays ran to its conclusion, although his arms continued to hold tightly around the other two, basking in the warmth, and the steady beat of their hearts and rolling breaths against his body which reminded him that they were alright. His dull claws combed against their fur, brushing against the skin underneath as his grip tightened, holding them close enough that every shiver of fading euphoria and alleviated worry brushed against them.

“Now... Can you finally tell me what happened after I, uh... What did I do..?”

“You mean after you fucked the barghest into a stupefied bitch?” Lyca responded with a pride grin towards her virile cub Alpha.

“Ah... Yeah... That. None of you are injured..? I take it that’s because you healed when you Leveled Up?”

“Mmm. Guess so.” Kimi joined in with a satisfied sigh, shifting her position to cradle underneath one of her brother’s arms, rather than be smushed against the side of Lyca’s bust. “Get this, Lyca’s Chloe’s daughter.”

“Yep!” The wolfess confirmed, with an even prouder, beaming smile.

“Wait, what? How? ...How did you even find that out?”

“She showed up after we chased off the other four, and you, uh, finished taking care of the demonic dog—dragging some weird imp along with her that might have been their leader.” Kimi continued. “Lyca recognized her by scent as the wolf that birthed her... As for how... Noooo idea. Apparently she can offer her womb to birth some of the beasts in the woods... Lyca and her pack were one such group.”

“Wait...” Rennard’s eyes crossed, and his expression scowled as he contemplated the information he was just given. Chloe definitely seemed motherly, but... Did that mean her belly was full of feral wolf pups at one point!? Could it mean that she might have birthed other beasts like some of the deer or rabbits he had bread..? Just how far did that ‘duty’ of hers extend!?

And why did his feral mind dream about the werewolf who granted him the ‘gift’ of therianthropy instead of her...

“Where’s she now?” He eventually added with a yawn as the fatigue of his release combined with the lingering stupor from slumber.

“Left almost as soon as she caught up to us to ‘escort’ that imp home, taking the demon you... ‘Sanctified’ with her.” Kimi answered with a bitter grumble. “I still don’t know what happened there... But I guess those blessings you’ve unlocked for your seed make it a bit anathema to demons. Or, at least weaken them in some way, at least the weaker ones.”

“Well... I guess it is kinda like Holy Water with some of the blessings I’ve gained...” Rennard pondered, trying to guess what might have happened despite not recalling many details from how the fight ended. “Sawyer said my seed can sanctify stuff, and that makes them resistant to demons, right? So I guess that would be why.”

“It's annoying she didn’t stick around though... I’ve just got more and more questions for her! Do you think she’s avoiding me?” The boy huffed playfully before flopping back against the dirt, leaving his spent tool to slowly retreat back into its sheath as they talked.

“Hmmph. I guess it would be too convenient if she was around for too long,” Kimi muttered while keeping herself underneath their husband’s arm.

There was an awkward silence for a minute as the conversation drew to an end. Lyca took the opportunity to revert to her feral form, and at least for a few moments longer, joined the vixen in cuddling against the small cub, pressing in from the opposite end to nearly dwarf the youth with her feral frame. Rennard was only too happy to wrap his arm around the lupine, squeezing her tightly against his frame—even more than he did his sister, considering the weight of their looming separation on his mind.

“So... What’s the plan now..?” The boy eventually spoke to break the silence, as well as invite plans on just how they would move forward.

“I suppose we should go scavenge something to feed ourselves with while you have your last ration for breakfast...” Kimi replied first. “Lyca has a long walk back home, after all... So some food would do her journey well.”

“...Afterwards...” The wolf followed up. “I should get going before too many hours pass... I can walk a lot faster on all fours than you can on two, but it would be best to return as early into the day as possible.”

“I see...” The kit mumbled as his tail mournfully tapped next to his ankles, unconsciously squeezing both of his feral wives closer as he did so. He knew that this was what he had agreed to before, but... It didn’t make having to say farewell to her now any easier, even if it was temporary—and that was assuming things worked out swiftly enough in Carran for him to return in time!

“It won’t be for long,” Lyca murmured in answer, picking up on the boy’s regret as she squirmed her way up closer towards his head, delivering a fond lick to the youth’s lips which provoked a giggling retort from the ticklish sensation it brought just underneath his nose. “You promised to be back within a month to keep our pack together, I know you’ll keep it, Alpha.”

“I know, I know...” The youth added with an aggrieved sigh, before pushing past the two girls to roll back upright.

His stomach was already starting to nag at his belly after transforming last night with nothing to eat for dinner. He might as well start satisfying it now before it interrupted their murmuring embrace. “Will you two be alright hunting by yourselves?”

“You mean if you’ll be alright on your own while we hunt,” Kimi added with a playful tut. “I still need to bite you for what you did last night, but... We should be safe, at least that’s why I presume Chloe went to go ‘return’ that imp rather than slay it—so long as we don’t delay getting to Carran again.”

“Well, so long as you don’t go running off as well,” Lyca added with a giggle. “It’s a shame Chleo put you to sleep before I had to chase you down myself last night, that might have been entertaining~”

“Alright, alright~” Rennard replied with a smile towards the two. “I’ll be okay here... No sense burning daylight for Lyca’s sake, right?”

With a few more squeezing cuddles, teasing banter, and a kiss or two for good measure, the two ferals started to go hunt down their own food, leaving the boy to his own melancholic devices. He sat there for a moment, letting the moments pass as he wracked his brain for a way around having to say goodbye to Lyca, but, after all his desperate plotting resulted in was a frown and a grumble from his stomach in reminder, he finally turned his attention towards the food he was meant to be eating.

Fortunately, his clothes and equipment were nearby, left in a somewhat neat pile after he had transformed. After reaching over to drag the pack Chloe had given him over, he opened the leather flap to search out the last of the rations she had originally stocked it with. Curiously, while he did see that last lot of jerky, there was something else within his bag that wasn’t there yesterday! Or rather, five new somethings—four lots of waterskins that seemed to have a fluid a lot thicker than the water he kept in his, and a letter addressed to him.

He started with the letter, folding it open with one hand to read whilst the other hand idly shoveled the jerky into his ravenous maw to take the bite out of his grumbling stomach. The elegant penmanship he recognized as Chloe’s from the letter she left at her hut greeted his eyes.

‘My dear little Rennard, it appears you’ve gotten into quite a bit of mischief since last we met, despite where I told you to prioritize breeding~ Oh well, boys will be boys, won’t you~? It was a delight to see how happy you’ve made one of my many daughters at the very least~’

‘It appears you’re going to continue making your way to Carran by river. It also looks like you’re a bit short on food to make the rest of the journey. Fortunately, there’s a bit of an errand I’d like you to do for me that might help solve the latter. There’s a fisher’s family further downriver—if you hurry today, you might be able to make it there before evening. Once a month, he’ll make the journey to my hut to trade some of his catch in exchange for some heat relief potions, but it looks like he came around while I was out of the house dealing with those pesky demons sniffing around after you. Do be a dear and complete the delivery of these potions for me, would you? He might be a bit of a grump, but he has a good heart, and should offer you some food for your journey—and if he doesn’t, tell him he can take what he gives you from his next month payment to me.’

‘Love, your new mother-in-law, Chloe.’

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“Mother-in-law!?” Rennard squeaked, blushing hotly as he realized the knock on revelations that came from her mothering Lyca. He could picture the teasing laugh the witch must have given while writing that send off.

He shook his head to clear his mind from the thoughts that his mother-in-law was carrying his daughter as well to focus on the quest he had acquired from reading the letter... It seemed rather straight forward, but it seemed like he could squeeze some extra rewards out of it if those two hidden bonus objectives were anything to go by. What they could be beyond breeding the couple living there, he couldn’t say for now—although he did wonder if he could cheese Guidance to, well, guide him towards the answer of optional requirements.

His tail began to wag as he further considered the matter... They would no doubt be a pair of anthros, although what species of which he didn’t know. If he was going to breed them... What was the best way to go about it..?

He had been primarily breeding animals or monsters that seemed quite eager to get his seed as soon as they realized what he had—sometimes too eager—but Chloe and Sawyer had come with some flirting and convincing to get there rather than being ruled entirely by their libido. Would it be the same with the family he was going to next? His Duty as the Chosen would eventually require him to sleep with a bunch of people as well as beasts, of course... But it still felt a bit... rude... to just treat them like a conquest to pump and dump before moving to the next one—even if it might perhaps be a requirement once he gets to Carran.

Oh well, he’ll have to play it by ear. Hopefully the Church of the Goddess would also have some ideas on how to go about things after they finally arrived...

Wait, why was the quest called Salty Fisherman if he was fishing from a freshwater river?

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It took the girls a bit longer than he expected to return, leaving the fox kit to wonder if they might have been delayed by something, although his attempts to pry didn’t get far. He had already dusted off the last of his breakfast and gotten dressed by the time the two trotted back, settling next to them to talk about the letter he found while they finished scoffing down the small woodland critters they had both managed to hunt down. It still made him feel a bit squeamish when they did so, but fortunately they made quick work of them, so he just had to tune out the notes of their predatory consumption—if only to not bring back the half-remembered flashes of his own feral predation and the guilt that came with it.

But... After that, the time had come. Kimi had offered to give the two some space—leaving Rennard to guess that she had given her goodbyes while they were away, considering how she had seemed to have warmed up to her since he first made her his wife.

Not that Rennard really knew how to go about that... The boy awkwardly walked alongside the feral as she began to trot lazily back from where they had just come from at least for a couple of minutes, not that it mattered much considering it wasn’t like there was a curb or anywhere else that made sense to walk her to before heading back.

“So... Do you really have to go back?” He eventually inquired, kicking a pepper away as their walk came to a meandering stop.

“You know I need to... Someone has to keep the rest from squabbling so much. I trust Theron to manage them for a couple of days, but if I’m gone for too long, they might just splinter apart even without the food concern.” Lyca replied with a forlorn sigh of her own, brushing her side against the boy’s chest as she spoke.

“Are you sure you need to leave?” She countered with a playful smile. “What would be wrong with just living out in this little parcel of the forest for the rest of your days, watching our pups grow up strong and healthy, before scampering off to find their own mates~?”

“Well... The demons for one, I guess. They’ll keep coming, likely with bigger and bigger numbers, if I don’t keep getting stronger to deal with them,” he answered with a giggle, reaching down to rub across the feral wolf’s ears, before sitting down next to the wolf to enjoy their last few minutes together.

“Hmmph, and you don’t think a pack of werewolves can keep you safe from that~?” She shot back with a giggle, nuzzling her nose underneath her mate and alpha’s chin.

“Dunno~ I imagine the non-lesser barghests would be even nastier, and they might start relying on cunning if they can’t get me through force!” Rennard smiled back, drifting his paws down against his second wife’s scruff, petting along the powerful physique which rippled underneath her coarse fur.

“Besides... I’m sure there’ll be knock-on effects if the rest of the world goes to hell outside the forest without me,” he murmured. Heck, after some of his animal descendents grew up and began roaming, no doubt the wider world would eventually figure he had arrived and hunt him down. It would be better for all involved if he got an early start on things on his terms.

“Bah...” The wolfess sulked, before shoving the boy onto his back once more by rolling her weight against him.

“H– Hey!” He squeaked with a giggle, laughing as Lyca pressed her forepaws against his shoulders and pinned him down whilst her tongue lapped over his snout. “Quit it~”

“Mmm...” She eventually acquiesced to his teasing protest with a rumble, licking her lips as she stared down at the lad with amber eyes... A sight that Rennard remembered quite vividly from their first meeting, causing his ears to blush faintly with the reminder of how he had lost his virginity to the beast.

“How much do you remember from when you turned feral?” She eventually inquired with a contemplative rumble rolling through her chest.

“Not a lot... Flashes and bits, I guess... I faintly remember claiming you and the rest of the pack, but... It's like a highlight wheel at best...” He answered, his tail tapping against the ground next to the feral wolf’s, whilst the idle squirms of his hips shifted the bloating pouch slightly closer towards the lupine’s spade. “What about you... How well do you remember your time before I, uh... ‘blessed’ you..?”

“Flashes and bits as well, I guess... Some things are better remembered than others, though...” She replied with the hint of a smirk to her feral lips.

“Somethings like..?”

“Like when you gave me the first of your pups...” She answered back, shifting her body to creep further along his, until the warmth of her idle arousal brushed against his loins, encouraging his fat vulpine rod to creep forth in answer.

“Glad to know I’m memorable~” Rennard replied with a blushing laugh, his lips twisted into a fond smile, whilst his eyes drifted down to admire the sight their loins made lined up against one another.

“Although it makes me think you might miss my dick more than you do me~” He added back with a tease, his eyes glinting with mischief that betrayed the goading words were part of a greater plot.

“Pfft, and here I thought I’d give you another reward before leaving to remember me by– yelp!” Fortunately for him, Lyca was nowhere near as good at reading his devious intentions as Kimi. No sooner had she shifted her weight to shove him in reply than he moved! He had nowhere near as much Strength as her, but with the element of surprise, and of course her own likely willingness to follow along, he hooked his arms around her legs and used them as levers to roll them over—playfully pinning the wolfess’ back against the dirt, whilst his hips ground against hers, just like they had inadvertently settled into the day before.

“Funny... I was thinking the same... We were interrupted last night, after all...” The boy murmured, grinning from ear to ear with the sudden reversal of their positions... Sure, it wasn’t entirely the same as flipping the script on their first encounter. She wasn’t some terrified cub lost and confused, before being chased down by an overly virile feral fox in a rut, buuuut it was close enough for him to enjoy regardless.

“Mmm... You seem to like the idea of being a big strong stud despite being such a little, oh so adorable kit~” Of course, she could slip out at any time as well, but... For now the quadrupedal canine seemed content to let the kit take the reins, at least if her teasing words and how she squirmed against his rolling, teasing grinds was any indication.

“Shush~! You didn’t see me mouthing off when we first met each other!” He teased back with a defiant huff.

“Hehee... No, you were being far too adorable for that~” She hit back with a grin. “But... Perhaps I should shift to two legs to make the revers–”

“No.” Rennard’s firm answer cut off the rest of her offer. The she-wolf’s head canted to the side in confusion for a second before he followed up to explain. “I want to enjoy the real you... Yeah, I want to fuck your anthro form too... Well, remember fucking your anthro form, but we can do that when we reunite! Maybe by then I might even be able to control my transformations to take advantage as a beast, too...”

“But for now... This is perfect,” he murmured with a huff, leaning down to follow up his words with a kiss to the intelligent animal’s lips, pressing his tongue forward to invade the quadrupedal woman’s lips, dancing awkwardly around her larger fangs as he did his best to embrace her maw with his. His hips, meanwhile, dragged his swelling shaft across her glistening spade once more. His Arousal grew in tandem to his dick, but the boy ignored the Notifications ringing in the back of his mind for now, just wishing to enjoy the moment undisturbed.

“Mmm... That silver tongue of yours is going to charm your way into so many girls’ spades~” She teased back with a rumble, pressing forward to rejoice in their awkward kiss.

“Good...” Rennard replied with a rumble, briefly entertaining the thought the lass presented before him. “By the time I get back, our cubs are going to have so many more siblings... And I might even be even stronger than you are by doing so~”

As he spoke, his hips lifted, dragging the tapered point of his nearly nine inches of boy cock to her slick, puffy folds—his own rod smeared in a light spattering of his own fecund fluids, not quite as copious as when he was in a rut, but still enough to ensure a pleasant experience as his lithe hips put his weight behind that point to spread the familiar sex over his shaft.

“But... I’m much more looking forward to giving you and Kimi my pups again, and again...” He added with a soft huff, his young body shivering with the excitement sweeping across his body as his shaft sunk deeper into the perfect folds underneath him. His blue eyes flicked from Lyca’s pleased expression—a lolling tongue that wouldn’t have looked out of place on a happy, satisfied dog—to watch how his thick shaft disappeared within her clenching black mound with every push of his hips.

“Mmm... You charmer~ I bet you say that to all the feral wolves you breed~” She huffed, panting as his slow, rolling hips finally brought the subtle impression of his blossoming knot past her lips and cradled his heavy, virile balls against her pucker.

“Mmm... Sure, I might breed the rest of the pack here and there, and maybe some other wolves I might encounter on my journey, but they won’t be the wolfess I seek out to breed again, and again... Mmm. I’m not sure if it’ll only be once a season, or however things will work after this litter—especially now that you’re a werewolf—but... Whenever we can, as often as we can, I want to give you more puppies... I want to make you a mother to more wolves than Chloe could ever hope to match~!”

With every word he spoke, his hips picked up their speed, jostling the heavy wolf against the ground as their soft love making steadily worked its way up to an eager rut. His eager tool twitched, swelling fatter and harder with every quenching piston into the beast’s sex, painting her walls in his familiar precum, before soon enough, tapping his swelling glands against her inviting sex, teasing the spade with his forming knot.

“Mmmrf... Rennard, I...” Lyca panted, struggling to form words as the rippling shivers of the pleasure he gave her coursed through her body. But, the boy wasn’t hearing it—regardless of whether she was trying to tease back, to argue against his declared intentions, or even to breathe praise towards the young stud on top of her enjoying the spade he had knocked up several times over.

“I– I mean it!” He growled, his youthful voice barely managing to avoid coming across as adorable despite the contrast of its tone to the snarled conviction coursing up from his chest. His snout twisted into a scowl that didn’t exactly help his attempt to look serious, leaving it up to his unflinching stare to get his point across. At least his hips managed to portray his intentions accurately with every thrust, smacking his knot against her spade with increasing need. “I love you, Lyca. I want to keep you as my wife. I love that my cubs are in your belly, and I want to give you lots, lots more cubs! As many as I can~!”

The feral lupine was in no position to counteract his declared fantasies, no matter how sordid, how naive and immature they might be. Her ears twitched, drinking down each syllable he spoke, contemplating them with a faint smile around her panting tongue as she fondly considered the promises he was swearing.

“I’m gonna– I’m gonna keep our pack together..!” He grunted, his eyes clenching shut as he continued to growl, and continued to thrust deep into his wife’s cunt. He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince himself or her more now, yet that didn’t stop his tender, snarled words from gracing the morning along with the soft plaps of his hips and balls crashing against the beast’s crotch. “Even if it means... Ah... Having to become the leader of the kobolds... And taming the dryads to make it possible!”

He could feel his impending release draw closer, sparing but a moment to glance towards the corner of his vision to the turbulent white Arousal bar creeping towards its final few notches to confirm. He could have potentially drawn back, slowed down to let their last session last a bit longer, but... After letting slip his desires, his demands that he was trying to force into existence to his lupine lover’s ears, he couldn’t deny his desire to chase his own pleasure—leaning into the anticipation welling within his loins by picking up his rutting pace ever so slightly, working to sink his knot into the tender, milking pocket right behind his she-wolf’s spade.

“I’m going to learn how to become a strong, powerful werefox that you and our pups can depend on..! I’m gonna... Huff... Gonna learn how to be a feral, so I can teach yours and Kimi’s cubs how to hunt, how to sneak, how to stalk... Teach them to be the bestest, most powerful feral princes and princesses!”

That did it. The moment he pictured the nascent children already starting to grow within their bellies, the feral wolves and foxes that he brought into being, stare up at him like excited puppies and kits—like he had with his own dad—his Arousal bar spilled over. With one last buck, Rennard’s knot sunk in, sheathing his shaft to its considerable hilt within the larger beast’s depths. His spheres clenched against Lyca’s dark gray fur, flexing with every wasted shot which splattered against her walls, his wordless, growling huffs panted straight against her ear’s, whilst his body curled against hers—arms wrapped around her back, whilst her forepaws awkwardly tugged him closer, leaving her hind legs splayed out in either direction around his hips as his climax poured into her depths.

Slowly, as the seconds ticked by and his excitement was pumped deep into the quivering folds kneading and milking over his flexing shaft, his and Lyca’s pants slowed, then stopped, fading into content breaths which tickled against each other’s ears as they nuzzled in close, leaving only his various, passionate promises to dance over their mind as they wordlessly waited for his knot to deflate... Although some part of him still wished it wouldn’t, and they would be left cuddling on the ground, basking in the afterglow of their depraved deed, rather than acknowledge their unavoidable responsibilities.

It was then that he noticed that a notification had popped up while he was ignoring the System’s UI... An exclamation mark hovered above the menu option for his quest log in the bottom of his vision. Did he advance some quest he wasn’t aware of while saying goodbye to Lyca..?

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"\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tQuest Declared: The Prince of the Woods
Objective: Unite the forest kobolds, the dryads, and the werewolf pack underneath your authority (1/3)
Hidden Objective: [???]
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Wait... Did he trigger a Quest just by declaring his intentions!? Why didn’t it trigger when he first concocted his idea before..? Was it because he hadn’t spoken it out loud? Because he didn’t have enough conviction behind his plan until now..? Maybe it was because his goal only became possible now..?

Or perhaps the Goddess had taken mercy upon the poor boy and given him a bit of proof that his plan could work by giving him a Quest, dangling the offer of Experience or other rewards if he did manage to achieve it...

“...Alright... I’ll be waiting with the pack for your return... Alpha~” Lyca distracted him from his musings with her words, as well as the doting lick she gave against the side of his snout. “As well as for you proving your words by making me the Mother to more pups than I can count~”

“...That’s probably not that many since you haven’t gone to school– ACK!”

Yeah, he probably deserved that half-playful bite in reply~

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The chubby, demonic red panda huffed upon her throne in annoyance as her upstart of a child and the pain in her ass witch that captured him arrived at her court. Razielle’s green, demonic eyes smouldered in her dark castle, her lips twisted into an uncharacteristic frown, whilst her tail maw showed her true emotions a touch more openly with the murderous growl stretched across its toothy mouth.

She knew Keras had slipped off with a pack of barghests to hunt down the boy without her permission. But, that was intentional, if anything, she was happy that her darling momma’s boy had taken the initiative to hunt down the Chosen in her stead! If he succeeded, after letting her son have some fun with the boy as a reward she would have taken his new toy away for her own use and ambitions. Meanwhile, she would be keeping to her end of the deal with the pesky witch by not being the one behind the order—even if she had broken that promise when the barghests had intruded the first time around, but surely she couldn’t be blamed that they had gotten ‘last’ and wandered into her domain while tracking down that wonderful virile scent...

“Chloe, dear... What an honor to have you as a guest again... How many years has it been since we talked face to face~?” She garbed her frustrations beneath a veneer of sweetness that failed to completely hide her frosty tone. She briefly contemplated trying to gather her dark magic to strike at the forest whore, but, no... She may have had the advantage in her demonic domain over the capable caster, but it would be quite the risk to her darling boy trapped by her side, not to mention a breach of etiquette for demonic royalty like her to strike at a ‘guest’, no matter how insufferable they may be.

“Oh, cut the crap Razi, you know why I’m here.” The lupine witch retorted, reaching over to pluck up the impanda by his spade-tipped tail, dangling the magically muzzled young teen in front of his mother with only the most disparaging of stares towards the troublesome pest. “Do you think leaving your dirty work up to your offspring wouldn’t count as breaking our pack? You stay out of my woods, and I enjoy my days brewing potions in isolation rather than resume hunting down your kind.”

“Is it so hard to believe that a troublesome boy might strike out on his own in an effort to impress Mommy~? Besides... You never stated that your claimed territory would be where the Godseed would arrive.”

“Mmm... Now how was I supposed to know that~?” The lupine grinned widely from beneath her wide brimmed hat, chuckling as she poorly hid her smile behind her free hand. “Shrines to the Chosen were erected all over the world. It was purely a coincidence that he arrived near the one in my territory.”

“Mmmm. Bull.” The demoness shot back as her tail growled fiercely, twitching against the side of her throne in the best impression of an attack dog just begging to be let off of its leash. Much like a dutiful, vicious mongrel, the demonic princess silenced its snarls by plucking up a bone from a nearby bucket and tossing it at her tail maw to catch.

“Besides, it's rich for a demon of all things to complain about omitted details for an agreement,” the lupine considered with a chortle, before holding up the red panda cuntboy in her grip up again. “Nor a good idea to attack the honesty of someone you’re about to have to make a new pact with... At least if you want your darling little demonspawn back and not turned into my latest decoration.”

Keras’ amber eyes went wide, knowing just how real the threat was himself, before his silent, begging stare turned towards his mother with a desperate prayer for salvation.

“You never were one for subtlety,” Razi snapped back as she stepped up from her throne, walking down the stairs immediately before it to stand eye to eye in front of the negotiating witch. Closer than that, in fact, as she pressed herself flush against the demon-binder’s bodice, her busty, motherly breaths pressing against their equal trapped behind the wolf’s far too tight dress—whilst the spellcaster’s steepled hat brushed against her curved brown horns.

“Fine, what’s your offer~?”

“I give you back your spawn, and you and all the demons underneath your command swear off chasing the Chosen.”

Keras’ expression soured, and a fearful gulp rolled up his throat. Oh, he was going to get such a tanning if that was the cost to keep him free .

“Tch. No deal~”

The impanda boy’s eyes went wide in shock, horror, and pleading fear! He didn’t want to get punished, but... He was worth more than one mortal boy, surely–

“After all, if I get my paws on that lad he can always give me many more boys to take his place, however I might miss him in particular~” Keras’ ears drooped towards the floor underneath their own weight, as his body slumped in defeat while their negotiations continued.

“And if I stop you~?” The witch countered with a stoic faced stare.

“How would you do that~? Unless, of course, you intend to break the agreement we currently have in place~? Then by all means, feel free to hold the boy’s hand, but then you can’t protect both him and those woods you’re so fond of, can you~?”

The lupine-mother’s eyes narrowed, her lip twisting to reveal the slightest hint of her fang in reflex to the threat the demoness gave.

“But we both wouldn’t want that... I attack your woods, you attack my castle... We wind up back exactly where we were all those years ago... A month. I won’t make a move on your charming little suitor for a month in return for Keras’ safe return.”

The impanda’s expression lightened. His mother was going to rescue him after all!

“A year.” The lupine stared daggers at the other woman, their unblinking stares locking against one another’s eyes even as the huffing blasts of air seething from their nostrils nearly brushed against one another.

“And let some other demonic lord, or worse, that upstart bitch, claim him by then? I don’t think so~” The red panda plotted, scheming as she thought of a solution to bridge the impasse, before finally raising her finger with an idea.

“I, and demons under my authority, won’t pursue the Chosen until either a year has passed, or until he is discovered by another demonic faction... However...” The demonic princess’ lips twist into a toothy smile. “To keep things fair... My darling boy you have your hands on will be free to try and capture on his own without my assistance.”

The witch’s head tilted to the side, somewhat amused by the counter offer. “Oh? Do you think he’s really able to do that without you or your minions holding his hand~?”

“He’s still a demon prince~ Even if an exceptionally young, low level one, not quite yet reaching the Journeyman levels,” the older red panda chortled in reply. “He should be capable enough to hunt down a brat who only just arrived into this world until the rest of demon society discover him.”

“Besides, this gives me an incentive to work in your favor too, my dear friend,” the sarcasm dripping with those last words were so thick that she practically spat them straight into the other woman’s maw. “Keras should be a fair enough challenge to the Goddess’ pet. Meanwhile, it also means I’m encouraged to try and hide his arrival to this world from the rest of demonkind to give him as long as possible to make him ours~”

“Otherwise... My, imagine what a little bit of hearsay at the next gathering of us demonic nobility might spill from my lips~ Why, all of the nether might be in a tizzy, gathering hunting parties, if not armies, to lay our filthy, abyssal claws on him.”

“But, we both wouldn’t want to see that, would we~? So this deal sounds like a fair enough compromise to me~”

“Tch...” The witch snapped her tongue in reply, before finally acquiescing with a shrug. “Fine. But as punishment for his intrusion onto my domain, he can’t begin his hunt for three days. I could always give him an injury that won’t heal for that time instead, but I imagine you’d want some time to personally... discipline him... for his failure anyway.”

“Fine, fine... What are three days in the grand scheme of things~?” Razi replied with a dismissive wave of her hand.

With the concord struck, Chloe let the demonic imp go, but rather than falling to the floor like he might have expected, he met a far worse fate... Being grabbed by his mother’s tail-maw, making the lad gulp as the limb kept a nice, firm hold onto his body until his mother could give him some personal attention.

“Oh, one last thing...” The red panda mom murmured playfully after the wolf had started to walk back towards the still active portal behind her. “I seem to be missing one of my hounds... They haven’t returned yet, nor can I see their soul buzzing about in one of the trinkets on you. You wouldn’t happen to know where he might have went, do you~?”

“Mmm... Feel free to ask your boy about what happened there... As for the pup himself, well, lets say I’ve taken him underneath my wing for now—although it's ultimately up to the dog if he decides to take up the offer or scamper back to your oh so tender embrace~”

“Fine, fine... Keep the disloyal mutt~ Funny, the old you wouldn’t have been so merciful to a repentant demon before~ Are you getting soft in your old age?”

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