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At some points I felt like things were getting away from me, and ended up having a few different ideas wrestling with each other for how I wanted it to go. I probably could have just gone the over the top kink route with it and called it a day, but oh well, that'll come soon as Rennard grows more and more comfortable with his role and his ego keeps inflating (provided he doesn't get turned into some overly fertile demon's breeding stud toy).\n\nEither way, I still hope its enjoyable! Its definitely rushed in certain parts to keep it from being too much larger, but I didn't want to spend more than three chapters dealing with Roman's family at this point in time. We're 22 chapters in, and now next chapter we'll finally reach the Town of Carran, all these years(s?) later. ^^;\n\nI 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 [u][url=https://t.me/+4TIA-G0pG4U3MWM1]here![/url][/u]\nIf you're wanting to chat or ask questions about any of my ongoing projects, there's an attached group [u][url=https://t.me/+GAf_JGEMMRRkODBl]here~[/url][/u]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Alternate Gag Title: Virility Bringer Rennard - World Conquest Starts With Breeding!

A bit of a difficult one to write. At some points I felt like things were getting away from me, and ended up having a few different ideas wrestling with each other for how I wanted it to go. I probably could have just gone the over the top kink route with it and called it a day, but oh well, that'll come soon as Rennard grows more and more comfortable with his role and his ego keeps inflating (provided he doesn't get turned into some overly fertile demon's breeding stud toy).

Either way, I still hope its enjoyable! Its definitely rushed in certain parts to keep it from being too much larger, but I didn't want to spend more than three chapters dealing with Roman's family at this point in time. We're 22 chapters in, and now next chapter we'll finally reach the Town of Carran, all these years(s?) later. ^^;

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": "[q][i]Rennard - Level 12 Breeder Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]48/48[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]13/16[/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 (16)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]18[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]13[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]14[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]24[/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]9.1[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Virility: [/i][i]\t[/i][i]28[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Ball Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]2.217[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]I. 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Despite the fact that there was little chance of the Level 30 Knight attacking him, at least not while he held his snoozing, exhausted daughter within his arms, the kit found his sister’s presence next to him comforting.\n\nAlthough the man hadn’t exploded in rage like the boy thought, there still seemed to be simmering embers of frustration burning beneath the surface of Roman’s mind. Occasionally Rennard tried to break the awkward silence of their walk by striking up a conversation, but at risk of inflaming the burning resentment beneath the ashes of his psyche and directing it at him, he had wisely decided to keep his trap shut.\n\nIf there was any consolation during the march back, it was the fact that the kit was starting to understand that the feline man’s anger wasn’t directed at him specifically, despite being the Chosen. Instead, his ire seemed to be almost exclusively oriented towards the Goddess. Maybe that would have been different if he was an adult or flaunted his identity to try and fuck them immediately, but the boy couldn’t be sure. Perhaps if he dared to probe the root of the problem, but if he accidentally set off that Level 30 ‘bomb’ it was unlikely he or Kimi could adequately defend themselves...\n\nBetter to wait until morning when Juliana was awake. Her spiritedness and fawning towards her first friend turned lover would likely make her step in and intercede on his behalf if her father stepped out of line!\n\n...Wasn’t that a rather sneaky and underhanded thought? Rennard frowned as he considered it... He knew he was changing a bit since he arrived... Certainly his experiences and familiarity with sex and his developing ‘familiarities’ with ‘exotic partners’ was an overt display of how he was changing during his role. Then there was the primal, hormonal driven influences that came from his precocious puberty and werefox blessing. Hmm... He [i]had[/i] been getting more of a silver tongue recently, maybe because of how fast his Charisma was rising... His sister always considered him a bit devious before, after all, so maybe that was just a natural growth?\n\n“What are your thoughts on my daughter anyway?” Roman finally broke the awkward silence between them when they were halfway back.\n\nRennard coughed lightly, contemplating how exactly to answer the question. He had already considered the prospect of ‘marrying’ Juliana and adding her to his harem considering how much he enjoyed today...\n\n“She’s lovely and spirited!” He eventually decided to add forthright, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. Kimi shot him a bemused glance as he spoke, snickering silently while she mouthed ‘shotgun wedding’ to her brother.\n\n“But...” He paused again, thinking... Filtering out which of his thoughts were probably polite for the situation and reigning in his boyish flippancy for the sake of his wellbeing. “Considering I’ll have to journey across the entire world to do my, uh... Duty, and the fact that demons have already started to target me... It's probably not a good idea for us to get too ‘attached’...”\n\n“I can certainly come back to visit, though! I plan to head back this way in a couple of weeks, and I’d love to be her friend!” He added, hastily, not wanting to make it seem like he just wanted to leave her behind without second thought.\n\nRoman burst out in a soft chuckle after hearing the boy’s well considered and yet fearful thoughts, finally breaking the somber expression he wore with a small smile. “Who knows, perhaps because of you she might want to become an adventurer like her Old Man.”\n\n“She didn’t want to be one before?” The kit retorted, glancing towards the young white kitten cradled against her father’s chest. After all, considering her father, and the spirit she showed, he wouldn’t be surprised.\n\n“Mmm. I mostly discouraged her from it. Although it might have been inevitable with how the World was going before. Now though...” He coughed himself, taking another moment to sort out his thoughts before saying. “We’ll have to see how things go. She’ll be occupied at least for the next year, if not a couple, as a result of...”\n\nRennard’s ear twitched, nodding slightly in answer to indicate he understood. The predicament with his werewolf pack had made him more aware of the complications his many lovers might have for having children, after all. It [i]was[/i] better than not having them considering the state of the world, but that didn’t mean it was a frivolous affair for his many lovers—especially the non-feral kind.\n\nCome to think of it, Sawyer’s quest to Level Up would be in a bit of a rush before his [i]healthy[/i] litter made him unable to adventure... Maybe he might be able to get his family back home to raise the little buns before resuming the hunt. Likewise, he wondered if Juliet and Roman would be more inclined to raise their grand-kittens as their own if Juliana decided to become an adventurer like him.\n\n“She’ll have twins, by the way.” Rennard spoke after a few more minutes of silence with another awkward cough. “A daughter and a son.”\n\nThe news brought an awkward twitch to the corner of Roman’s lips, but he didn’t say anything more as they finally reached the last bend of the river towards their home, just as Rennard couldn’t help his yawns anymore.\n\nJuliet was waiting for them as they arrived. She didn’t seem to be too worried, leaving Rennard to consider if this wasn’t the first time that Juliana had gone wandering off in the middle of the night seeking entertainment—after all, he had pumped into her a bit far from home. Of course, the fact she had gone missing along with the curious young boy that had just shown up probably made it a touch more concerning, but seeing the boy being marched home and her daughter in hand, she gave a knowing grin and an exasperated shake of her head.\n\nAt least, until, her eyes turned to the strange, albeit familiar, large feral fox trotting alongside the boy she had just gotten to know. Her green eyes froze for a second, before snapping back to Rennard a moment later. The kit sported a bashful look on his face, his hand once again awkwardly ruffling the back of his head in apology for keeping it secret, whilst his loose, unbuttoned cloak allowed his impressive assets to peek through the flaps to confirm her speculation.\n\n“Kimi! I didn’t...” She mused pensively, flicking an eye towards her husband and the state of her child. Unlike the cunt-male cat that seemed to be a simmering furnace of contradictions, she seemed to be somewhat more tacit about what had just happened—her lips twitching as she held back what might have otherwise been jeering teases at the boy for running away with her daughter.\n\n“Well,” she clicked her tongue as the trio finally arrived at the front door. “I suppose if the Divine Beast of the Chosen’s Shrine is with you, you have to be the Chosen, ‘not-so-little’ Rennard~”\n\nThe boy’s tail flicked awkwardly, half expecting to feel her husband’s stare bore a hole into the back of his head in response to the tease. The kit finally remembered to close his cloak and tie them tightly together again with a flustered smile.\n\nKimi clicked her tongue playfully in response to what seemed to be her acquaintance, perhaps even her friend. “Hey now, he’s mine first. You two can rent him, but that’s all~”\n\nThe mother cat seemed ready to continue the teasing spar with the vixen until she glanced at her husband and caught the current expression on his face. So, instead, she disarmed the current back and forth, flashing a supportive smile to the boy before speaking. “We’ll ‘talk’ about it tonight after putting you two naughty cubs to bed!”\n\n“What the hell were you two up too anyway. Well, I can [i]guess[/i] at what the two of you were up too, but considering how long Roman has been gone to bring the pair of you back, you must have wandered quite a ways off—[i]far[/i] more than what you would have needed for some ‘privacy’~”\n\nRennard coughed again, choosing to withhold answering until he had reached the inside of the home and taken a seat on a chair. Roman, meanwhile, put Juliana, dressed once again in the simple dress she had followed him in, to the bed the two cats were sleeping on earlier. Juliet, meanwhile, oversaw ‘guarding’ the stud-cub, whilst Kimi sprawled out nearby, close enough to chatter with Juliet here and there, whilst waiting to see how her little brother would squirm underneath the two parents' interrogation.\n\n“Well...” Rennard started, glancing towards his sister who was in no rush to bail him out of his predicament. “I actually didn’t start with the goal of breeding- uh... ‘Solving’ her heat...”\n\n“Oh?” Roman interjected, taking a moment longer to pat his daughter’s head adoringly as he watched her sleep contently—without a heat of the simmering heat that would frequently disturb their slumber before.\n\nRennard nodded forthrightly. “I remember what you were talking about before at dinner, about the declining fish population... So I decided to try and find some...”\n\nThe boy paused, glancing at his quest log to fetch the appropriate term. “...Redds... I’m not sure how long it’ll take [i]those[/i] fish to mature, but after however long it takes for them to grow up, the fish population nearby shouldn’t have any problems!”\n\n“But... After I, ahem, [i]finished[/i] with that goal, I happened to catch Juliana watching me. Then, well... One thing sorta lead to another, aaaaand...” Rennard explained, leaving out how he had taken advantage of the kitten’s heat and curiosity to seduce her just to indulge his desire for intimacy with a kid his own age.\n\n“You did...?” Roman contemplated, frowning slightly as he went over where he had stumbled across the two kids. Sure enough, he [i]had[/i] found them on the shore of a creek where fish would normally spawn.\n\n“Yep! I’ve also done a lot to try and help other animals start to populate again!” Rennard replied quickly with a beaming smile. Of course, right after he boasted, his ears twitcherd as he remembered he had just proudly declared about fucking so many animals—causing his ears to flick back against his scalp as the taboo he had almost entirely shaken off reared its ugly head again.\n\n“Speaking of...” Rennard coughed, as the topic reminded him of another quest now sitting in log. “Wolves can eat fish, yeah...?”\n\n“...They can...” Roman replied uncertainty, raising an eyebrow as he did so.\n\n“I... don’t suppose you can help feed a bunch of wolves and their pups in a couple months time...?” The kit inquired, dipping his head towards his rising shoulders warily as he spoke. “I... Might have... Gotten a bit carried away and, well...”\n\nRoman just stared incredulously. His wife, meanwhile, suppressed a giggle as best she could nearby, furtively glancing towards her other-half with an endearing smile.\n\nEventually Roman just shook his head in exasperation, a soft sigh escaping his lips with a hint of a smile showing on his lips. “This is what happens when the Goddess charges a cub with the task of seeding the world.”\n\n“I can try to pay, or help out if you do!” Rennard added, emboldening himself slightly as he did so. “I can’t delay going to Carran now, but in a bit I’ll be coming back this direction for certain reasons! You can point out any creatures you’d want their male population to be restored too! Or other rivers and what not for more fish populations to start breeding! Oh, I’m thinking of becoming an Adventurer in Carran, too, so I can even pay you for your help if it's required!”\n\nThe hint of a smile couldn’t help but spread into a true smile as he watched how earnestly the boy tried to barter for what seemed like such a nonsensical request. His bemused expression turned towards his wife and child soon thereafter, before with a slow, somewhat aggrieved sigh, he answered. “I suppose I could... But just because you manage to breed a bunch of wild beasts doesn’t mean that they’d accept hand outs from an old fisher easily...”\n\n“Oh, don’t worry about that! They’re werewolves, so they’ll be able to understand you just fine! Well, the two in charge of them will, at least.” Rennard spoke swiftly, believing that to be the solution to the old knight’s concerns—at least until the feline’s expression suddenly twisted.\n\n“You bred a pack of werewolves!?”\n\n“...” The kit was just about to ask if it would be better if they weren’t originally werewolves before he bred them, but thought better of it—clamping his mouth shut after leaving his lips parted for a second.\n\n“They’re pretty friendly...! They’re also Chloe’s children, so it's not like you’d be looking after them yourselves! And I’m not expecting you to feed them entirely by yourselves! I’m going to look into getting some help from some other things I know in the forest that might be amiable to assist!”\n\nAt the very least, he hoped the Dryads could be convinced. Their mystical powers would definitely help produce edible fruits and vegetables, assuming wolves [i]could[/i] eat such things. Or maybe lure more beasts to the area to compensate for the dietary needs of the pack until the pups grew up and began to find territory of their own. That would probably put him on breeding duty when he got back... But if he bred an extra deer for every one that satisfied his pack’s hunger, in the long run it would balance out and then some!\n\n“Sigh... I’ll think about it kid.” Roman rubbed his brow as his interrupted sleep began to catch up to him sooner than expected.\n\nRennard nodded, breathing a sigh of release as he took the consideration as future acceptance. “When you find them, they’re led by a female wolf named Lycandra. She’s the second of my wives, I’m certain you can also work out a deal with her as well if need be!”\n\n“Ugh... Assuming you don’t want to wait until I get back. They probably won’t need help getting food until my pups are born in a couple months...” He added quickly, drawing another giggle from the female cat.\n\nRoman, meanwhile, just shook his head.\n\nBut, with the pressing issue on the boy’s mind solved, the room returned to quiet. The two adults didn’t speak, as husband and wife seemed to have been holding a silent conversation between the two of them with just their eyes—leaving Rennard completely at a loss. Kimi didn’t seem to be in any rush to translate for him either, just teasing her young brother with a playful smile for being so naive despite already fathering a hundred different mothers by now.\n\nBut, as the silence gave way to his young, tired yawns, the two adults finally began to act again. Juliet took the lead, smiling as she glanced at the young fox boy. “You should get some sleep, especially if you want to set out in the morning for Carran. Roman and I probably have something we should talk about anyway...”\n\nRennard blinked, pondering her words for a moment. He briefly considered rejecting the offer... After all, he had another optional objective to clear for their quest which likely involved giving them children as well, but as his thoughts were interrupted by another long, loud yawn, he eventually acquiesced... It could wait until the morning, at least.\n\n“You can go back to sleeping with Juliana over there,” her mother added. When Roman shot her a small frown, she retorted with a chuckle. “He’s already knocked her up, dear. What more can he do now~? He’s still our precious angel’s first friend, she’d be quite upset if she didn't get to spend the night next to him.”\n\n“...Fine.” The knight added with a grunt, before nodding towards the pantry/storage room attached to the large room—the one where Rennard had caught the hints of Juliet trying to soothe her daughter’s heat. “Let's give the boy some space to rest and... discuss things.”\n\n“Sure dear.” The woman got up, brushing her simple nightgown with a light pat whilst the athletic feline led the way to the room. She lingered a bit longer, however, bidding farewell to the feral vixen to express her hope to catch up in the morning before they set off, and then gave a teasing farewell about hoping to get to know the boy a bit better come the morning as well.\n\nTheir departure left the ever more tired Rennard slightly confused. He tilted his head towards the now closed room, hoping to pick up their conversation to help sort out the answers, but their hushed whispers proved to elusive ears without slinking up like a creep.\n\n“Mmm... It's not too hard to guess what they’re talking about,” Kimi eventually spoke while padding towards the slumbering kitten. Her snout nestled in against Juliana’s hip, sniffing to catch the familiar aroma of her brother’s virility before flashing the fox kit a knowing smirk. “You really did a number on her~ That pent up, or did you just [i]really[/i] love getting your paws on her~?”\n\n“S-Shush...!” He mumbled weekly, unable to deny her accusation as he walked over to join his older sibling on the bed. “If you’re so knowledgeable, just what are they talking about then!?”\n\n“Obviously it's if they’re going to ask or let you breed them,” Kimi murmured, settling in on the other side of her brother from the slumbering cat after he got comfortable.\n\n“I don’t even need to try to overhear their whispers to know that...” She continued with a slightly smug tone. “They both wanted more kids, they’ve been in heat for years with no relief... Then you show up. But Roman’s got a well-deserved chip on his shoulder and seems to blame the Goddess for the Emasculation and inability to achieve their hopes of a wider family, and you are [i]her[/i] Champion in a way...”\n\n“Juliet, meanwhile, is certainly less opposed to the Goddess, but I’ve never gotten the full story out of her on that front. But at the same time, she does love her husband, and doesn’t want to hurt him. Sooo... Despite the fact that they both have the same desires, and would probably be happier if you granted them both the gift of more children, a potentially justified grievance is in the way~”\n\nThe vixen finally finished her observation, turning her amber eyes to watch her younger sibling’s expression as his young mind tried to sort out the Gordian Knot of emotions involved in their situation.\n\nEventually, he retorted with a huffing groan and pout. “Why couldn’t this be easy... They’d all be happier afterwards, right...?”\n\n“Mmm... Well, let me put it this way... [i]If[/i] there was a way that we could get a lot of assistance and help with some matter that would make us both happier, but it required me getting fucked by a different guy, would you be happy about it~?” Kimi’s lips twisted into a wider grin, her tail flicking ever so slightly with her devious intentions behind that question.\n\nThe results were sweeter and more heartwarming than she could have hoped for! Almost immediately, the boy’s face twisted into a look of shock and scowling anger and frustration while considering the proposal, his little possessive heart for her on full display—swiftly there after mixing with a hint of realization about Roman’s situation, and an incredulity when he realized Kimi was teasing him again at the same time.\n\n“Hmmph! Well... There are no other guys, so...” He shot back, poking his tongue at his older sister at the same time.\n\n“How lucky for you~ And how [i]unlucky[/i] for Roman, and probably a lot of other guys in his situation~ It's something to be mindful of going forward, especially when we reach town, Ren.” She responded back with a giggle, shifting once again to nestle in against the soon-to-be slumbering cub.\n\n“Mmm... Do you even [i]want[/i] to breed the two of them~? I know you bred Chloe, but just because you have the Goddess’ duty to attend to, that doesn’t mean you need to fuck [i]everyone.[/i]”\n\n“Well, yeah...” Rennard considered her words carefully for a moment, trying to sort out his thoughts. “I mean, it’ll help Juliana and her family be happier, not having as much stress and issues with their heats... The experience from knocking up a Level 30 knight should also be quite generous... And I have an objective still undiscovered for this current quest that might involve getting either of them pregnant...”\n\n“Mmmm. Well, that doesn’t mean you need to [i]breed[/i] them, does it~?” Kimi pressed with a smile.\n\nWhen her younger brother’s gaze continued to look at her uncertainly, she continued. “Think about it... You had to fertilize the fish eggs, right? But you didn’t [i]breed[/i] all those fish... You [i]could[/i] always just leave your seed for them to use to inseminate each other. That [i]would[/i] make Roman less resistant, and you’d get all the benefits you were just talking about~”\n\n“So, it comes down to that last question... Do you [i]want[/i] to breed them, [i]personally[/i]~?” Her smile remained stretched across her feral lips as she spoke, gingerly brushing a forepaw across her brat of a husband’s chest as she did so... Of course, she had a good idea of what his true thoughts on that matter were, but if she didn’t bring them to the surface, her poor clueless kit of a brother might remain indecisive, lacking the decisiveness needed to cleave through the web of emotions.\n\nRennard’s expressions this time might not have been delightful as the ones before when he teased him about their own relationship, but the combination of embarrassment, guilt, and shameful grin which danced across his face were still an absolute treat.\n\n“I... Guess I want to do it myself, but... I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone while doing so... If there’s no better way, I guess we can do what you said to help without making him upset...” He murmured at last, forming a compromise between his better, more wholesome instincts and his developing depravity.\n\n“As expected~” The vixen sighed, her forepaw sweeping down to tease the boy’s exposed crotch, drawing his attention to the hefty swell that had started to sprout from between his legs with all the ‘thinking’ he was doing. Kimi briefly contemplated putting some of her more salacious thoughts to words just to see how vigorous her brother would throb in reply, but thought better of it... He was already wrestling with his guilt, trying to tease him further about indulging his selfish and hedonistic desires would likely just push him towards the more ‘polite’ solution!\n\n“Let me see if I can’t help ‘nudge’ them in the right direction then~ Juliet will be easy... Nabbing Roman though will be up to you, although you might have a chance after you’re done with his wife~” Kimi giggled, pressing a kiss to the boy’s lips briefly before standing up. “Get some sleep for now... You’re going to be busy in the morning, squirt~”\n\nRennard blinked, staring at his sister suspiciously as she got up. Considering the vixen’s penchant for deviousness and teasing him, leaving something like this in her paws seemed like the worst idea imaginable! But... She [i]did[/i] know Juliet for years before he arrived, and she was acting very helpful just now... \n\nBesides, his interrupted sleep and midnight exertions were making it hard to keep his eyes open any longer...\n\nSo maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to trust her handling of the matter...\n\nMaybe.\n\nJust this once.\n\n...It's not like she’d risk endangering him by infuriating Roman, right?\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nDespite having the next best thing to a bed to sleep in finally after days of camping out in the woods with just his backpack and cloak, Rennard’s sleep was restless. Several times throughout the night he felt himself stirring on the verge of consciousness by Juliana, clutching tightly to him, grinding against his body as the last ebbs of her recently satisfied heat and her desire for him played across her slumbering mind.\n\nIf that wasn’t bad enough, the ‘shelter’ that was provided by the family’s home also served to trap their respective scents. Kimi and Juliana’s scent of idle feminine arousal smothering so close to him was bad enough, but they didn’t hold a candle to the influence that came from her parents’. Their heat, however well ‘scratched’, clung deep to his young snout, prompting his own arousal to stir in the middle of the night—his impressive shaft swelling somewhere between half to full length and disturbing his sleep further with the idle twitches of excitement and ‘need’.\n\nWorse, as his shaft stood, ensuring that even if he did button his traveling cloak back up that it would part its flaps to expose his desire for all to see and smell, his aroma of budding masculinity and pronounced fertility tickled across the two adult cats’ nose on the other side of the room, inflaming the intensity of their own need, sparking a cycle that left all in the house squirming with one sordid dream after another...\n\nAs Rennard finally began to stir, the latest of those dreams briefly flickered across his mind, making him blush as he finally blinked the last of his slumber away. He briefly contemplated if the dreams he had last night [i]were[/i] just dreams after all, remembering that his sister was up to something as he finally passed out... But a quick glance at his conquest log confirmed that Juliana was its latest addition...\n\nNot that that invalidated [i]all[/i] the dreams he had. Glancing down to his tool—stirring just underneath its peak, conspicuously lacking the viscous layer of spunk that should have been glazed over the meat from his hormonal sleep to instead sport a ‘shine’ from a far thinner, more watery liquid—he began to think one of his most vivid dreams involving his sister might not have just been a dream...\n\nNot that he minded, of course... It gave him some ideas to try out, in fact! Of course, that meant that he would have to wake up before his sister did...\n\n“Finally awake?” Juliana’s familiar voice pulled him out of his early morning stupor.\n\nRennard nodded, finally shifting from the makeshift bed to sit up and stretch with a loud yawn, forgetting to care at all about the raging stiffy standing proud from his crotch while he did so. It was only once the boy’s eyes blinked open once more, and his thoughts began to finally flow freely, did he finally consider his quite depraved state, as well as the fact that he seemed to be alone with Juliana’s mother!’\n\nWith a brief flicker of embarrassment which turned his white cheeks and ears a rosy red, he quickly wrestled his excited column of dick back underneath the belt beneath his cloak while keeping his stare forward, not daring to look towards Juliet except out of the corner of his eye.\n\nHad Kimi pulled her husband and daughter away for him to have a chance with her!?\n\n“Its a bit late to hide [i]that[/i] monster of yours now, considering how freely you were displaying it all night.” The older woman’s voice broke into a soft chuckle after seeing his sheepish reaction. The woman was dressed lightly, a simple light-gray linen dress which hung freely over her ample bosom as she stood by the cooking pot in the corner of the room.\n\nDespite the distance between them, Rennard’s keen nose could distinctly detect her need. A brief, furtive glance towards her revealed her own flushed complexion, as well as how her eyes tended to slip towards the ‘prize’ he was concealing beneath his hands, and how her tail tended to flicker back and forth behind her like an anxious, plotting feline.\n\n“S-Sorry...” He replied meekly. Despite the fact that he was harboring thoughts about breeding her, and certainly had dreamed of it plenty last night, he still found it hard to overcome his deference towards her—at least face to face. He needed to work up his courage to try and seduce her like he had Chloe, if that could have even been called ‘seduction’...\n\nOnce again, the woman’s soft laughter rolled from her lips. “If you should feel sorry for anyone, it should be Roman... You should have seen him last night, casting a side glance at your... weapon. How brightly he blushed and looked like he was back to being a squire again after being outdone by a cub...”\n\nRennard’s embarrassment briefly surged after being reminded about how both of them had likely seen him in ‘all his glory’ due to his snooze in, shortly before waning as he contemplated what she meant by that last sentence. If she meant his ‘size’, like how his friends and him would sometimes ‘compare’ in the bathrooms, then wouldn’t he always outdo anyone here considering he was the only male...? Unless... She meant compared to ‘him’ ten years ago...\n\nHis rosy cheeks redoubled in intensity when his thoughts snapped into place. Had he really grown that much? Kimi certainly seemed to be impressed with it at least...\n\n“I, uh... I’ll try to apologize to him later,” he mumbled in reply, unable to help himself from considering just how he was going to try and ‘make it up’ to the cunt-man likely radiating need as vividly as the cat lady nearby.\n\n“Mmm... I’m sure you will.” Juliet cackled fondly as she scooped the last serving of porridge from the pot and placed it upon the table for the boy with a nod. “Some breakfast for you, Rennard. The rest have already had theirs, but you took a bit longer to stir after being up so late last night~”\n\nRennard nodded, stirring a bit more from the bedding before finally gathering the motivation to escape its allure. With stumbling steps, he made his way to the seat in front of the bowl, picking up the offered spoon and gingerly sampling the simple, semi-liquid, and warm food. While, just a few steps away from him, the woman radiating fertility and need finished putting out the last of the fire that had cooked then kept the meal warm for him.\n\n“Kimi says you two have to reach Carran as soon as possible, so you can’t afford to linger here too long...” She murmured after some idle smalltalk as the boy ate, letting the tension and desires from her and the boy ‘supposedly’ in charge of seducing her..\n\nThe sudden change in her word’s tone was enough to make the kit’s tail flick with anticipation, but the married cat went one step further by drawing closer to him—her steps moving with clear purpose, advancing upon the sitting cub like a lioness drawing upon her prey. His bashfulness grew the nearer she drew, still mentally unprepared for his procreating goal, causing his will to falter as he did his best to hide away beneath his cloak.\n\nSwiftly enough, she reached his side, taking a seat on the bench so close to him that her hip pressed against his. Although, while he faced the table, she sat with her back to it, turning her body to remain looking into the boy’s bashful blue eyes—her legs spread just wide enough to help facilitate the smell of her heat reaching the lad’s nostrils.\n\nRennard gulped, freezing on the spot without daring to disrupt her following movement as her hand moved forward. His arm shifted out of the older woman’s way with but the lightest of nudges, letting her touch stroke along his young, slightly toned body. Her fingers pushed the side of his cloak away, revealing more of his tender frame, before eventually coming down to his waist where his still stubbornly twitching shaft remained twitching, compelled to arousal by her scent and the Goddess’ Geas. At least until that length slipped back out of its confinement with her nudging touch, bouncing a few times in the air before finally settling to throb within the woman’s palm—lightly held in place as the delicate cat’s grip began to stroke along its length.\n\n[i]Just what had Kimi said to her!?[/i]\n\nThis wasn’t at all how he pictured it would go! Then again, all he really had to go from was Chloe, Juliana, and Sawyer when it came to non-animals or non-heat crazy lovers, and fantasy often fell short on reality when it came time to picturing how he would act... But still, he had managed to seduce and get the upper hand on Sawyer!\n\nOf course, he was prepared when it came to the adventurer, springing his surprise on him and doubling down on that opening to ‘conquer’ him... This time, his secret was open and throbbing in the air, and it was [i]her[/i] that was pouncing on him!\n\nNot that he really minded, but...\n\nJuliet chuckled as she kept one hand tantalizing his dick with a light, teasing caress. “Don’t worry. That silver tongued ‘wife’ of yours might have mentioned that you were wrestling with some ‘doubts’ last night. So I decided to take the lead to help put that precious heart of yours to ease.”\n\n“Besides...” She added with a confident smirk, finally retracting her touch so she could begin to remove her dress, untying the few straps which existed to loosen the garb before pulling it above her shoulders.\n\nHer mature curves, the distinctive curves of motherhood, immediately appeared next to the little lurid brat, causing his mind to momentarily freeze. His bright blue eyes were the only thing that moved, constantly flicking between her ample bosom and the flexing pink lips between her hips. Well, that, and the twitching girth sputtering thin rivulets of boyish spunk above her guiding fingers!\n\nFor a moment, Rennard was but a leaf along the winds of her lust, his body easily led with the slightest of touches. Particularly by the grip upon the only ‘head’ still operating at the moment, a leading grip which encouraged the boy to turn around on the bench, leading him back onto his feet for all of a few moments... Before finally coming to stand between her spread knees. Only then did her grip finally release his shaft, letting the fat cubhood fall to rest against her warm, wet nethers, whilst both hands wrapped around his back, pulling the youth closer to her chest.\n\n“Its been a while since Roman was as bashful or as hesitant as you~ Sure, I didn’t get to know him when he was your age, but, well... It's nostalgic to recall those early days~” She murmured with a teasing grin, her green eyes staring towards him in bemusement, more than likely purposefully bringing up her husband to tease the conflicted boy further.\n\n“So, so long as you and Roman are alright with it...” Rennard finally managed to speak, taking a moment to swallow while struggling to gather his wits.\n\nThere was nothing wrong with this situation... He shouldn’t get so flustered... This might not even be the first married woman he’s bred, considering how close that one kobold couple seemed to be back when he was in their clutches... It was hardly going to be the last...\n\nIt's just his duty! Yeah, duty...\n\nWith a hesitant grin, the cub stepped into her embrace, his tail madly wagging behind him. One of his small hands returned her earlier brushing exploration, wandering along her midsection and up to her chest, sweeping across the lovely maternal assets that filled most of his vision. Of course, even while he started to lean into the sudden situation, his hips had already started to act with a mind of their own—rolling forward to lather his length along her dripping sex, teasing the pleasure button at the start of her steepled lips as his tool just avoided sinking in...\n\n“There’s no need to take your time~” She mused with a chuckle, slipping her hold upon his body tighter so that his face found itself quashed between her mammalries—his hips left with just enough freedom of motion to continue rubbing and grinding his spunk-dripping rod across the object it was blindly attempting to find purchase within! “Especially if you want to breed my husband as well before you leave before noon...”\n\n“So, please... Chosen of the Goddess...” Juliet put all her cards on the table, pressing her lips ever so slightly against the boy’s ears so they tickled his ears with every pronounced word. “Bless my womb with a child... My husband with your kitten to raise... And Juliana with a sibling~”\n\nRennard shuddered, powerless against the heartfelt prayer of longing huffed into his ears alone. His barely contained libido surged forward, his earnest huffs panting between the older feline’s breasts. He didn’t hesitate any further, briefly using his free hand to guide his drooling masculinity towards her sex before stepping forward—sheathing several inches of his girth into the sex which hadn’t known a true male’s embrace for over a decade.\n\nThe cat couldn’t contain her pleasure despite a half-hearted attempt to do so. Her arms clenched tighter, trapping the youth against her torso until the deed was finished, her somewhat subdued moans rolling quietly from her lips. The loose hold she had on her reservations didn’t last long. With every following roll from the surprisingly well practiced boy’s hips, her noises became ever so slightly louder and more earnest, soon to be at risk of being heard by others than the cub responsible for sowing her belly with new life.\n\nRennard might not have been the most practiced at [i]seducing[/i] people, but when it came to the deed itself, his time spent within the woods had given him [i]plenty[/i] of experience in the deed itself~ With his own growing noises, a mixture of sultry growls and huffing desire, he leveraged his thickness to tease as many spots along her labia as he could, whilst his keen ears patiently observed the changing tenor in her huffs and gasps of desire. Every time it felt like his length had struck closer towards the spot, his hips adjusted, drilling in deeper to make the waves of euphoria erupt higher—his young, but oh so plump, spheres swayed along with his tail with every swing.\n\nOf course, her Arousal wasn’t the only one surging higher with each of his thrusts. His own excitement grew in equal measure, lagging behind the adult’s only because of the weight of years long need being alleviated with every plunge of his virile rod forward! Her composure first cracked, then slowly crumbled, her back pressed against the table as her legs spread wider to give the experienced brat more room to work his magic.\n\nRennard followed suit, keeping his body pressed against hers even as she laid further and further back, prevented from being sprawled across the table’s surface only by the stud plowing her not having the height to reach without awkwardly standing on the bench! Not that the current position didn’t lend the ravenous virile kit an air of authority as it was. His burning, blue eyes staring past her breasts, hungrily admiring every expression of pleasure he coaxed across the older woman’s face as he eagerly raced to breed her!\n\n[q][i]Arousal 13/20![/i][/q]\n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired![/i][/q]\n\nA vigorous torrent of pleasure sprouted from the depths of her loins, leaving Juliet unable to suppress the full throated moan of longing and desire which escaped in its wake. Of course, while she didn't quite understand the cause behind the surge of relief and bliss which quaked from the depths of her abdomen, Rennard was well aware thanks to the experience notification in front of his eyes. When it came to mature anthros, his Impregnation Chance was high enough even for his precum to handle their needs—a few lucky sperm traveling along his pre getting the chance to answer the call of fertility before him.\n\nNot that he was limited to granting her just one or two children...\n\n“Mmmf... How many kittens are you wanting...?” Rennard inquired, huffing while the tempo of his rolling hips slowed ever so slightly—giving the enraptured lady a chance to gather some of her wits in the wake of her surprised climax to respond. Truly, he desired nothing more than to chase the last of his pleasure, to [i]flood[/i] her womb with his seed and ensure Juliana had no lack of siblings to keep her company going forward, but the tongue scalding he had received for the lupine population explosion had made him mindful of such things going forward...\n\n“Ah~! As... As many as you can give? We have so many years to catch up on...” Juliet replied, more than likely not understanding the boy’s words as anything more than talk and snarled desires put to voice during the deed.\n\nNot that Rennard realized that... Nor would such realizations likely have deterred him. His tail wagged fiercely, viewing that whimpered admission of desire as permission to do exactly as she begged. A wide, almost [i]devious[/i] smile spread across his adorable expression.\n\nJuliet might not have had a boy, but the glance still filled her thoughts with a brief premonition of dread—like a parent that had just realized their child was about to cause some mischief. But, before she could put her unease to words, it was knocked loose from her heart with the sudden redoubling of the boy’s thrusting efforts, working her swiftly to a second, then a third, and yet more shivers of bliss!\n\nHis hands squeezed against her body, her hands returning the gesture in turn to keep his head pinned against her despite the difference in angle, his small, lithe torso rippling with adolescent fervor against her larger body! She couldn’t see his glistening red meat, lathered in her own need and his own virility, piston within her depths, but she [i]could[/i] see his buttocks roll back with his commanding position before ramming forward to plunge in again—leaving the rest to her imagination as his knot began to kiss against the dew and spunk-dripping mound!\n\n[i]Arousal 20/20![/i]\n\nWithout inquiring on if Juliet wanted him to tie or not, the boy’s hips barged forward, sinking his glands his hips had long teased against her sex forward with emboldened need—[i]knotting[/i] her right before the peak of his Arousal was reached. Her labia clenched in retort around the sudden insertion, clamping tight around the sensitive glands, easily pushing him to his limit as his tender, satisfied pants caressed her breasts, joined by the shudder of relief which flowed through his own body as his hefty, virile orbs began to convulse and pump string after string of potent vulpine boy cum into the depths of her belly.\n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Experience Acquired![/i][/q]\n\n[q][i]Enduring Lover Triggered![/i][/q]\n\nThe combination of his final thrust before being locked in place within her cunt, and the sudden two-fold rush of euphoria that came from his stacked impregnation successes, left the woman moaning with unblemished desire, pleasure, and most importantly of air, relief. Her maw hung open ever so loosely, letting the following groans of delight escape freely as the boy adjusted position against her, causing the tool to shift within her tunnel while their afterglows began to settle in behind their fading euphoria.\n\nWith a satisfied murmur, Rennard made himself as comfortable as he can while waiting for his knot to deflate, quickly catching his breath thanks to his triggered skill. His gaze swept down along her body to spy the rapidly forming brand of claim and protection forming on the cat’s white furred belly—before his gaze briefly lost their focus as he turned his attention to his Conquest Log...\n\n[i]Juliet - Cat Homesteader (F) Lvl 18[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\t[/i][i]4 kittens (2 F, 2C)[/i]\n\n“Huff... Why did you ask how many kittens I wanted earlier...?” Juliet finally asked, remembering her earlier premonition of disaster after the waves of euphoria had fallen to a steady trickle of pleasure. More than just that, her mind felt clearer than it had been in years, the idle distractions of lust and need which could never be satisfied by potion or toy finally crumbling away now that the longing had been answered.\n\n“Ah! Well...” Rennard hummed for a second before a proud, boyish smile beamed from his face. “I’m potent enough to give someone multiple kids at once! So, between the twins I’ve given Juliana, you’ve got another four...”\n\nSix!? Juliet’s expression briefly froze and her ears twitched at the prospect of raising half a dozen children at once. But, at the same time, her chest stirred at the prospect, thinking of their home filled with the laughter and voices of a half-dozen boys and girls running about...\n\nJuliana would be 11 or so when they’re all due... Yes, we’ll have to get Chloes help for the delivery, but that should be fine... Their older sister slash mother of two of them would be old enough to help out... Yes, it’ll be manageable!\n\nBut... What if Roman does take up his offer as well...? They could be looking at a full dozen children to raise along the riverbanks...\n\nThe edge of her lips twisted upwards in a faint smile, contemplating what would happen if similar hermits or those existing on the periphery of Carran’s township came into a similar situation. Some would certainly return to the town and the many fields which surrounded it to raise their kids with help, but what about those that couldn’t like them?\n\nA resigned but oddly satisfied sigh rolled from her lips. “You’re going to breed a new town into existence with balls like those...”\n\nFar from being upset at those words, the boy’s tail stirred into a new, eager swish—momentarily distracting him from what he was thinking before.\n\nNamely... The fact that breeding just Juliet didn’t seem to be enough to satisfy his final quest objective...\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nIt took a bit for Rennard to finally untie from Juliet, his Enduring Lover having allowed him to avoid his refractory period, and thus left his tool still twitching and eager to swell to prominence with every clamping squeeze from the cat’s lips. But, quite a few minutes later, and with some idle chatting to help focus his attention on other matters than futilely try to breed her again, his rod finally slipped free—nine inches of vulpine boy dick soaked with his own seed and the lass’ estrus.\n\nBut, when the chance to finally step out and talk to Roman arrived, the kit momentarily balked. Yes, his wife had [i]said[/i] everything was fine, but could he [i]really[/i] trust that he wouldn’t be waiting to greet him with a sword swing as soon as he stepped out...? Well, Kimi and Juliana were out there too, so that probably wasn’t likely, but still... How would he handle him? Would he be eager, mad, happy, or defeated...?\n\nThe boy’s expression momentarily scowled, wondering again why things had to be so complicated!\n\nWith another playful chuckle from the recently bred feline, still sporting a soft smile that never seemed to fade with her newfound maternal satisfaction, gave him a playful push, shoving him out of her house to stumble outside—his cloak still parted, and his lust-soaked rod on full display.\n\n“Am I going to have siblings now~!?” Even before the kit could catch his footing, Juliana’s eager voice called forward, looking towards the house with unabashed glee and curiosity.\n\nRennard froze again, his ears flicking as he briefly wondered if her mother’s voice had carried outside in the heights of her passion—making his neck and balls momentarily twitch in fear.\n\nFortunately, his eyes quickly flicked over to Roman, distracting himself some ways away with what looked to be sword practice. Fortunately, his back was to the house, allowing Rennard to breathe a brief sigh of release.\n\n“That’s the easy part, squirt,” Kimi nodded with a hint of satisfaction that her conspiring last night had been so successful, her eyes following his to look towards the envious husband a distance away. It seemed she was in charge of keeping Juliana from trying to peek while her dad kept himself busy considering how close she was sitting with the kitten.\n\nJuliana huffed in response to the divine fox’s words, pouting slightly while crossing her arms over her chest. She was back in one of her dresses, although it already sported some dirt from the games her and the vixen had gotten up to. “ Dad is being stubborn, no matter how much I told him how fun it was last night!”\n\n“Ah—” Rennard’s attention turned back towards Juliana, one of his ears askew as he did so, making his sister giggle from the sight. “What-What did you tell him?”\n\n“Just how good it felt! And... How I’m looking forward to having younger brothers and sisters too... And other things!” The girl answered with unflinching honesty.\n\nThe boy glanced at the feral vixen, staring wearily as he contemplated how much of what Juliana had said was her own idea, and how much was his sister’s machinations... His daughter [i]was[/i] a soft spot for the mature knight after all.\n\n“Juliana, Kimi, why don’t you two come inside?” The cat called forth from within after ‘freshening up’ to look presentable from the door way. “Leave the two boys to have a man to man chat for a bit.”\n\n“Awww... But I wanna watch!” Juliana chimed back with a pout, making Rennard freeze once more while Roman’s practice swing hesitated mid strike.\n\n“Now, now... You got some privacy last night, didn’t you~?” Kimi murmured, completely leaving out the fact that [i]she[/i] was watching that entire event unfold from arena-side seating. “These sorts of things are often best done in private... You don’t want to make your dad embarrassed, right?”\n\n“I guess~” Juliana huffed with disappointment, but ultimately started to wander through the door with the fox following.\n\nThe kit’s gaze stared towards his sister, silently begging for him to watch over him, only for her to give him a teasing roll of her eyes before disappearing into the fishing family’s small cottage.\n\n‘Sure, [i]you[/i] think it's fine, but you’re not the one with your neck probably on the line!’ He silently criticized, before turning his attention towards the man. ‘Well... It's probably not as bad as being hunted by demons...’\n\nRoman remained practicing, his back towards the boy despite their sudden privacy, leaving an awkward silence between them even as the boy slowly stepped closer. Rather than trying to speak, the kit decided to let the adult take the lead like his wife had, choosing instead to come to a stand a few yards away.\n\nYet, instead of speaking, the older cat continued his swings, leaving the boy with nothing to do but watch while his thoughts wandered\n\n‘Should I step closer, and yet the scent of boyish masculinity and sex clinging to him try to entice him? No, he was smelling me all night like his wife, probably, and that sort of thing might seem underhanded and provoke him... Be direct and ask? But what if that upsets him....’\n\nIt was as those thoughts unwound slowly within his scheming brain that a sudden thought came to him: Those practice swings looked just like Sawyer’s!\n\nBut... That was normal, right? A sword is a sword is a sword, the most fundamental aspects of combat and swordplay were probably pretty universal, right? Sure, if this was like games or the shows he watched, there would be different ‘schools’, but the simple practice swings meant to hone muscles and reflexes would likely be all the same...\n\nWell, not like he knew. For a moment, his lips parted, contemplating voicing his curiosity to the older knight, before stopping as his courage failed him. Instead, he stood there for another half-minute, before deciding to give up on his questions and instead turned back towards their home.\n\nBut, just when Roman felt like the cub might have given up on trying to talk to him, he heard the lad’s steps returning quickly. Ever so slightly curious, he glanced at the boy out of the corner of his eye, watching Rennard as he pulled out an old, blunted, and well used arming sword from a scabbard and began to mimic his swings.\n\nWithout his further direction, the boy looked to his footing, tried to follow the motions of his arms and shoulders before delivering his own exercise strikes. The first few came slowly and in short spurts as the lad constantly admired the cat’s technique and compared it to his own,before adjusting in the spots where he realized he had erred before resuming. Until, a few minutes after staring, the boy’s smaller sword began to cut through the air in front of them in tandem to the knight’s own swings!\n\nFor a moment, Roman’s own thoughts drifted with a melancholic expression on his face, continuing to practice alongside one another without saying a word for several more minutes.\n\n“Did Sawyer train you?” He finally spoke, just as the momentum of the fox cub’s swings began to slow from the fatigue in his limbs.\n\n“Yes ser!” The kit replied earnestly. “He helped save Kimi and I from some demons a while ago, so we ended up traveling together a bit. He taught me the basics and gave me this sword to practice with so that I can learn to protect myself.”\n\n“Hmm...” The man replied with a grunt for a moment, before a long, slow sigh began to finally spill forth from him, slowly releasing some of the tension building within his chest. “Demons... To think that they’ve already latched on to you... And were so bold to attack in Chloe’s territory...”\n\nJust when Rennard thought that Roman was beginning to relax, his grip tightened on the blade’s pommel. A fraction of a second later, the cat’s posture changed, taking a commanding step forward which slammed his boot into the dirt, right before the momentum of his stomp was put behind his next swing.\n\nThe kit’s ears flicked as a loud crack wrung forth, the knight’s weapon flashing through the air almost too fast for the kit’s eyes to track, before stopping barely a few inches from the ground’s surface. Yet, despite never making contact with the soil, a shallow gash still appeared along the ground in front of it—incredibly shallow and easily missed at a glance, seemingly carved out just from the force behind the feline’s strike.\n\nThe boy gulped, reminded once more of the clear discrepancy between their abilities, briefly rekindling the fears about what the adult would be able to do if he annoyed him. Fortunately, instead of following up on the devastating swing with another thrown in his direction, the older cat relaxed—that mighty blow seeming to have helped release much of the tension that had been building within him that morning.\n\nEnough so, at least, that Roman stopped his swings and instead let his sword rest leisurely against his thigh as he finally focused his attention towards the kit.\n\n“Your technique will need work then. Any fight against even a lesser demon will be hard fought unless you improve further.”\n\n“Tell me about it...” The boy grumbled, taking the excuse from the man’s pause to stop swinging his sword as well. “I’ve been practicing! Every night after making camp I try to do the exercises Sawyer taught me, even practiced with the werewolves I, uh, befriended! Then I practice magic like Kimi taught me, and then I pass out exhausted...”\n\n“But, I suppose practicing can only get me so far in a limited amount of time, especially on my own. I’m guessing actual fights would help improve my Skill faster, but most encounters tend to be solved with a... Different type of blade, soo...” The kit continued to explain, growing a touch more awkward at the end.\n\nThe reminder about what he lacked, and what the boy had in ample abundance, made the cat’s expression briefly flicker before he returned to the matter at hand. “Sword and magic, hmm? I’m not certain what that ‘Breeding’ class of yours excels at, but being a swordsman before adolescence with such a meager Strength score will be exceptionally difficult... It might be better to focus on honing your magic for now, keep the swordplay to practice for now for a few years until your body matures.”\n\n“Ah, well... [i]That[/i].” Rennard murmured slightly, shifting awkwardly on his foot as he contemplated how to reply. “I’m not certain how detailed the Chosen’s prophecy is, but... Kimi and I come from a different world than this one. According to Chloe, that’s why she hasn’t aged while manning the shrine for ten years... And I’m apparently the same.”\n\nThe cat’s face froze for a second, staring incredulously at the fox—seeming to believe the lad was lying at first. But, after seeing the boy only twist in discomfort from the prolonged stare and not from his deception, the man finally replied with a long, almost exhausted sounding laugh. “So no matter how many years pass, everyone’s still going to be bred by a cub then, huh?”\n\n“I got to hand it to the Goddess for knowing how to kick a man when he’s down. Or, in this case, all men.” The tomcat added with a dismissive scoff.\n\nRennard fell quiet again, taking a few seconds to consider his next words, before finally replying. “Do you really think that the Goddess deliberately caused the Great Emasculation? From what Chloe told me, it's not exactly done her any favors...”\n\nRoman’s stare fell on the kit for quite a few seconds, rendering the boy unable to speak again in the face of the pressure the stern glance exerted upon his psyche. Before, as he finally glanced away, the man sighed once more. “No, I don’t. Nor do I blame you, especially if you’re from another world like you claim, it's not like you had any part in it.”\n\n“Then why do you seem to resent her so much? Shouldn’t your ire be turned to more likely causes like the demons?”\n\nThe cat clicked his tongue in retort. “Who says I don’t hate them just as much, if not more, than the Goddess?”\n\nRennard continued to stare, waiting for the man to sort out his thoughts, his precious blue eyes staring up as he did so. In the face of the gaze, Roman’s expression softened again, his free hand sliding behind his head to rub awkwardly against the back of his head. “I don’t think the Goddess [i]intended to[/i] cause it to happen. But I think certain actions she did [i]allowed[/i] it to happen.”\n\n“So... It was an accident?” The kit questioned with a curious tilt of his head.\n\n“Not... quite...” He answered with a complicated grunt.\n\n“Does that mean you know what caused the Great Emasculation?” The boy’s eyes brightened, feeling like he was about to discover something important.\n\n‘Tch. How could I tell you something that the Great Chloe couldn’t?” He dismissed the question with a moody chuckle.\n\nRennard frowned, trying to understand what the man was staying, as well as the peculiarities with his reaction. He had originally thought that Roman blamed the Goddess for failing in her duty to protect the world from disaster, but his ire sounded far more complicated than he had expected, and not at all superficial like he was expecting. Maybe it was due to what Kimi had told him last night...? Or maybe there was something else beneath the surface that Roman was refusing to elaborate on... But his answer seemed to imply Chloe would be in on it too...\n\nHis expression furrowed deeper, turning into a full pout. Was this one of those game story things where he’d have to get to a higher level to hear story shattering revelations!?\n\nThe older cat finally gave a lighter hearted chuckle when seeing the boy’s reaction to his answer, his lips twisting into an ever so subtle smile. “Anyway, let's get back on topic. Your Strength is going to be perpetually frozen at its current value due to your unaging body, but you still want to fight with a sword?”\n\n“I guess...?” Rennard answered slowly. “Its not too bad. There’s some Benefits I’ve grabbed which help to give me an effective boost to the Stat that’ll continue to grow as I Level!”\n\n“How effective is effective?”\n\n“...About half a point every Level...” The kit answered, turning his gaze away with a cough.\n\n“So about on par with most mages...” The Knight consoled slightly with a perusing hum. “Most sword mages I’ve heard tales of that started as a mage would invest in the Physical Stat growth to help them be a bit hardier, whilst leveling and fighting mostly as mages with some support spells on the side until they hit Level 20 and they can switch classes. That also allows them to learn their weapon skills much faster...”\n\n“But who knows if that’s an option for you, considering your rather ‘unique’ Class and situation. Your combat talents might have to come primarily from your Benefit Choices and Skills. It's not an entirely unusual situation, plenty of profession classes are similar. Farmers used to get conscripted all the time in wars before the Great Emasculation, some basic familiarity with a spear and being drilled in formations still made them effective fighters with their Stats as a base...”\n\n“But you’re lacking in the Stat department there... Fighting anything at your own Level would be an uphill battle...” \n\n“Well, let's put the sword to the side for now. How are your magic capabilities?” After a minute or so of rumbling, the knight finally asked another question.\n\n“Ah... Not too much better, actually,” the kit replied with a sheepish smile. On the surface, it sounded like he was debating character builds with his friends back home again, workshopping and theorycrafting novel new approaches to build the ultimate PC possible. Except in this situation he was on the backfoot as a newbie, and they were talking about [i]him,[/i] not some video or table top character he was making!\n\n“I’ve picked up Fox Magic like Kimi, which gives me some illusion spells and Fox Fire, and I’ve also been granted some Miracles from the Goddess, but they’re only support spells... Things like Guidance and Cleanse Water, useful for navigating and surviving out in the woods, but not exactly useful in a fight... And my Intelligence and Spirit Growth is also about equivalent to my effective Strength...”\n\nThe older feline gave a slightly disparaging chuckle as he spoke. “So, the hero who’ll save the world is a sword-mage that isn’t effective at either the sword, or the magic parts of it, with a mixture of blessings which are also rather ineffective?”\n\n“At this point, I’d recommend you to save up the money to have the Temple respecialize you... But I guess it's not too unexpected when going into things blind.” Roman added with another small smile. “Are there any Stats you [i]do[/i] excel at?”\n\n“Mmm... My Endurance doesn’t seem too bad... Just a bit low because of my age... Oh, and my Charisma grows pretty quickly!” Rennard replied, deciding not to mention the one stat he [i]did[/i] min-max considering its lack of importance to fighting... Although who knew if there was something else like Strong of Seed which would scale with his Impregnation Chance instead...\n\n“Mmm... Good Charisma, mixture of swordsmanship, magic, and miracles... Heh, you could always become a Priestess for your next class and try to become a Paladin at level 40—the Goddess hasn’t blessed any of those recently, but you might be an exception. A high Charisma and you can grab a Feat that would allow you to use Miracles with Charisma instead and blend those parts of your kit together nicely. Who knows, maybe there’s something similar for magic too to focus your Strengths across your diverse areas, but I don’t know it off hand.”\n\n“Why a priestess and not a Priest?” Rennard huffed. Besides the next Class he’d have to take, Roman’s suggestion did seem to be pretty effective... Especially if he could find some offensive or buff oriented Miracles...\n\n“There aren’t any Priests,” Roman explained simply with a shrug. “All who dedicate themselves to the Goddess, regardless of sex, are Priestesses. I suppose it would be a touch awkward with you being the only, well, [i]proper[/i] male, but...”\n\n“That’s not right,” Rennard frowned. “Sawyer became a Priest as his second class before we got separated...”\n\n“Eh? Wasn’t that rabbit wanting to become a Knight like myself...? And became a Priest...?”\n\nRoman seemed to be just as lost as Rennard for a second, before a hint of realization spread across his face. Rennard’s expression seemed to mirror his at that same moment, the kit remembering how Sawyer’s choices closely aligned with Roman’s suggestion!\n\n“Sawyer was trying to become a Paladin!” The fox spoke with a grin. The discovery made him smile, relieved that the rabbit truly hadn’t given up on his dreams because of him, and merely had discovered a better path to pursue!\n\n“But that doesn’t explain why he was able to become a Priest...” Rennard added a second later, furrowing his brow again.\n\nRoman, for his part, just looked over the boy, seeming to be weighing his words before speaking... Before ultimately just offering a small smile. “Mmm.... Probably nothing to worry about much. He might have just discovered a trick to it...”\n\n“Alright...” Rennard acquiesced, although the sleight pout made his opinion on being left out on the answer clear.\n\n“Anyway... That’s my suggestion for your future build, but my experience is quite limited. The Temple might be able to give you better suggestions on paths to pursue. Besides, you still have to hit Level 20 anyway... Although it seems like you won’t be too far away on that matter.” The older feline knight resolved their talk with the statement.\n\n“Mmm... You have to head off within the hour, yes? That’s not enough time for me to give you much more pointers, or to help you develop your swordsmanship skills further... But if you do come back this way, perhaps I’ll give you some training in the evening. Well, if I’m not too busy trying to feed your many lupine bastards with fish.”\n\nRennard’s cheeks momentarily flushed, not quite expecting his earlier request and the issues he had caused to be thrown back at him.\n\n“Sorry again...” He replied with another sheepish grin, causing the older cat to give him a small, curt nod before beginning to turn away and back towards the hut.\n\n“Ah, wait!” Rennard blurted out when he saw the direction the man was heading. Although he immediately regretted his statement as soon as the words left his maw.\n\nRoman turned back to glance at him with a raised brow, waiting for the boy to explain himself.\n\nThe kit gulped, the intense pressure the Knight had put off earlier coming back to mind due to the skeptical glance being shot his way. He had gotten far too comfortable with the Knight over their conversation that he had, in that split moment, become comfortable enough to ask him if he wanted to breed... Now, he was thinking that making the offer would cause their relationship to sour again...\n\n“Well, go on. You had something you wanted to say?” Roman turned around, staring down the kit with both eyes now, waiting for the stammering lad to speak further.\n\nThe half-naked fox kit swallowed again, taking a deep breath tainted with the man’s aroused scent... His mind spun, debating half a dozen different ways to start.\n\n“Tch. Such an embarrassed boy is meant to be our Hero? Let alone the father to so many children...” Roman murmured openly, betraying the thoughts running through his mind with a sleight twist to a corner of his lips.\n\nNot that that stopped him from putting on a good show, taking his sword back in his hands, resting the blade within the dirt so he could lean against the pommel and stare down at the lad. “Come on now, speak plainly boy. You won’t have the luxury of being so bashful in Carran.”\n\n“Do you... Do you want... That is, I mean...” Rennard breathed out once more, calming the fear swelling in the back of his heart as best he could. His mind repeated a mantra, ‘It's not as scary as fighting the barghests, it's not as scary as fighting the barghests...’\n\nFinally, his blue eyes, briefly displaying a look of defiance, stared up into the man’s steely gaze. “I want to try and give you a son.”\n\nRoman was silent. His expression remained fixed on the boy standing in front of him, challenging the authority that he had summoned to speak and allowed doubt to gnaw at the youth’s heart. Finally, just as it looked like Rennard’s expression was on the verge of cracking, he finally answered with a dismissive scoff. “Oh? I’m certain you probably gave my wife a son already...”\n\n“That’s not... I mean, probably, but... I mean, yeah they’re... But also...” The kit floundered again, not sure of how to tactfully express his thoughts, before finally deciding to just shake his head clear of the jumbled mess and start again.\n\n“That’s different!” He ultimately decided to keep it simple. “They wouldn’t be the same as the son of a great warrior like you...”\n\n“Besides...” Rennard continued with a more sheepish, and far more selfish explanation. “The experience of breeding a Level 30 Knight would be worth quite a bit of Experience... The Breeder class only gets experience from impregnating people... So if I want to get strong enough to protect myself and Kimi...”\n\nRoman sneered playfully. “So I’m meant to let you fuck me out of mercy for your growth~?”\n\n“That’s not what I meant!” Rennard blurted out again, tightening his grip upon his own sword as he did so. He had a rather bad feeling that he was going to need it soon.\n\n“Oh, I’m sure it's not what you meant, but it's still the truth, isn’t it?” He snapped back. “Tell you what, kid... If you want to fuck me like you did my wife, I’ll make it a challenge.”\n\nWith a grin, the knight pulled the sword from the ground, lifting it up to bring its point towards the cub. “If you manage to best me in a duel, I’ll let you fuck me. Don’t worry, I’ll make certain you’re not [i]too[/i] injured to get to Carran when you lose.”\n\n‘Oh I definitely fucked up...’ The kit thought, trying to disarm the situation with a nervous smile. “Can... Can I refuse the challenge...?”\n\n“Weren’t you the one that talked about how limited your practice was for raising your skills?” Roman shot back with a confident grin. “There was once a point in time when people would consider it an honor to cross blades with me... And I’ve thrown in the chance for you to fuck me out of it. You wouldn’t want to insult me by refusing such a charitable offer now, would you...?”\n\n“Well... No, no...”\n\n“Perfect,” the older cat towering over him retorted, settling into the same ‘ready’ stance he had seen the knight assume during his earlier practice. “Then I’ll give you the benefit of the first strike... Go on, hit me with everything you’ve got, magic included...”\n\nRennard was [i]sure[/i] that this was going to end poorly... Although, however impossible the opportunity was, or however much it might have been held over his head to compel him to this duel, it [i]was[/i] more of a chance to breed the warrior than he thought he had last night. Even if he didn’t get the opportunity today, it might be an opening for him to do so during their later meetings... He would no doubt be an even better trainer than Sawyer, too...!\n\n“Okay.” Rennard did his best to brace for the pain that he knew was going to be coming soon, whilst resolving to leave as good of an impression upon the Knight as he could! The kit breathed out, copying the stance the adult in front of him assumed, holding aloft his shorter sword with both hands, whilst beneath his grip his nine-inch rod continued to twitch—the damn thing having remained at full mast all throughout their discussion due to the Chosen’s Duty activated by the fertile feline’s presence!\n\nHe put that Arousal brewing in the back of his mind aside, much like he had while practicing next to the man and during their talk. His bright blue eyes once more stared at the impossible task in front of him with defiance, his mind focusing on the warmth that was his mana, challenging it into his blade. The energy ignited into Fox Fire, a flaming blue sheathe swaying across the blunt weapon, then, as the seconds passed, his focus shaped the flames, condensing them into a sharp blue edge.\n\n“Oh ho... An interesting use...” Roman murmured slightly, shifting his posture in preparation for the strike that was about to come.\n\nRennard didn’t disappoint. He didn’t expect to get more than one strike in before Roman took him to school, so he had to give it his all! He lifted the flaming blue sword up above his head as he charged forward, before, at the last moment, jumping into the air and swinging the sword down with all of his might!\n\n“But...” The older warrior easily deflected the strike, and with a pivot of the weapon, deflected the boy’s strike, sending both the sword and the cub’s body falling backwards with the sudden shift in momentum.\n\nRennard fell back onto the ground with an oof. Before he could bounce back onto his feet, Roman was already on top of him, squeezing the breath from his young chest with a press of a foot against his sternum. Any further thought of resistance was quickly quelled when the older cat slammed his sword down into the dirt just a few feet away from the boy’s head, making the lad try to curl up into his open cloak as best he could.\n\n“Such a technique might make up for the poor state of your weapon, but it takes far too much focus to use in combat effectively, to say nothing of its mana expenditure.” The Knight chastised, continuing as he kept just enough of his weight on the boy’s body to make each breath a struggle.\n\n“Furthermore, you were far too invested in the free strike I gave you. You were also far too flashy with it... There were far more creative openings you might have used. Fox Magic comes with illusions, yes? You could have tried to misdirect me with them, or cover your strike, either would have had a higher chance of success than trying to overpower me with your flashiest move.”\n\n“You also left yourself far too open... You fought to lose. Any fight, at least to begin with, should have the first two to three maneuvers already in mind. Instead, you put yourself in a situation where your direction could be completely controlled by me because you had no footing.”\n\n“I get it, I get it...” The kit wheezed, reaching up to push against the knight’s foot, leaving his sword that had fallen several feet from his hands to lay where it had fallen. “Can I get up now, please, I give...”\n\n“No.” Roman spoke simply, not providing an explanation for his answer for the first few seconds as he eyed the fallen cub—his brown eyes sweeping from his begging blues, down his lithe chest, and finally towards the damn source of his envy twitching dutifully from between the brat’s hips despite the precarious situation he was in.\n\n“Just because I said that you had to beat me to fuck me didn’t mean I wasn’t going to take advantage of [i]that[/i] if I won,” he finally answered with a toothy grin.\n\nThe kit was shocked, staring up completely aghast at the man as he began to undress—keeping his simple loose shirt on, whilst pulling down his pants to expose that needy, glistening wet pair of lips which seemed even needier than his wife’s.\n\n“Tch, it shouldn’t be [i]too[/i] shocking.” The cat grunted back, finally releasing the boy’s chest from his foot so that he could kick off his pants at last. Although Rennard wouldn’t get a moment to rest after the weight was removed before the adult kneeled down over his crotch, bringing his warm, throbbing shaft to brush along the knight’s entrance.\n\n“I had to sleep all night [i]smelling[/i] you. You do not know how much willpower it took to not ride you right then and there... Especially not after your wife decided to take advantage of you sleeping in with her maw... That damn, sultry vixen made sure to torment me with her glances the entire while...” The Knight grunted, keeping one hand on his sword stuck in the ground for purchase. His muscled, powerful thighs, meanwhile, began to lift his body up, dragging those swollen pink lips to nestle around his trickling point, answering the overwhelming heat of his depths with that hot tapered point.\n\n“Y-Yeah, but... I thought you’d be too angry to...” Rennard continued, still looking slightly confused, even as his bright blue eyes stared at the eager sex tantalizing the start of his girth. His hips flexed, barely keeping his reflexes in check to not thrust upwards to greet that warm snatch for fear of upsetting the older male.\n\n“Tch. Like I said, I am angry, and when it comes to you, envious. But what is abstaining going to do?” The man scoffed with a toothy grin. “In the end, I’ll still be pent up, the heat that’s been burning for the better part of a decade would remain unquenched, and I’d be left the sole person in my home needing to trade Chloe for Heat Relief potions... So I might as well use [i]you[/i] as a stress outlet... After giving you a bit of a hard time to make you sweat...”\n\n“Besides...” Roman threw in with one last sneer, “I’d have to potentially deal with my wife and daughter snickering behind my back and remembering your cock fondly on the occasion. Might as well include myself in there and not miss out...”\n\nWith that, the man’s hips finally swiveled down, [i]slamming[/i] his lust-weeping cunt down over the impressive cub shaft without a hint of hesitation! The entire length of Rennard’s shaft was swallowed by those hungry lips in all but one motion, making the lad, an even the warrior riding him, shiver with a rush of pleasure—except whilst the boy’s pleasure rolled from his chest in a telling huff, Roman’s barely escaped his stoic expression with a subdued grunt.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 11/20![/i][/q]\n\n“I’ll say this... It certainly beats the toys...” The cat rumbled, licking his lips as he slowly pulled his hips back up, slowly retracting up over the swelling lobes of the boy’s knot, leaving those glands to tease against his labia without quite passing past—instead focusing on [i]bouncing[/i] upon the youth’s girth with every sway of his hips thereafter!\n\nNot that the kit minded, of course... His less than subtle whimpers and huffs of pleasure once again began to flow freely from his lips, leaving the knight to guide the tempo as he was all but used like a toy! The force crashing down upon his hips with every downwards grind of the Knight’s body wasn’t as powerful as the wyvern’s, but Rennard guessed that was entirely because of the fact that Roman was holding back—he [i]had[/i] promised to make certain he could walk after their duel, after all...\n\nThat didn’t mean that Rennard was entirely passive. Even if his few thrusts and bucks to greet the man’s downward descent added little beyond teasing his forming knot against the other’s lips, his hands still had freedom of motion to wrap around the larger male’s hips. The dull claws crowning his young digits raked against the other’s body, feeling the power rippling through Roman’s legs with each of his motions, whilst his own feet clenched with his growing anticipation on the other side of his body.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 14/20![/i][/q]\n\nThe first of Roman’s climaxes arrived quickly. After the first few bouncing rolls of his hips, he quickly seemed to get a handle on the boy’s shaft, quickly transitioning to using his endowed assets as if he was nothing more than a toy for the knight to use—scratching the magical angle that the man had long discovered over his many years exploring his new sex. His entrance writhed, seemingly just as powerful as the rest of his body, making the boy’s girth lurch and spasm as it was reflexively milked by the muscled stud’s nethers during his shivering release.\n\n“I wouldn’t get off too quickly if I was you, brat,” he teased back with a grunt, his hips slowing for a second with the aftershock caused by the hill of bliss he had climbed, before dutifully slamming back down with the same hip-cratering tempo as before. “I’m going to ride you until I work out ten years of stress and frustration, so you better hold out until then.”\n\n“Ah... Yes ser! It should be alright, I’ve had a wyvern ride me until it was satisfied earlier after all...” The cub blurted out, huffing as his small hands gripped tighter, as if that offered the boy any sort of security while most of his nine-inches were being driven in and out of the man’s sex at his frenzied pace!\n\n[q][i]Arousal 16/20![/i][/q]\n\nAlthough, truth be told, having to [i]resist[/i] climaxing wasn’t something that the boy was very experienced at... Normally his goal was ‘as quickly and as frequent’ as possible to handle the sheer scope of his task! Nor did it help how quickly Roman’s cunt was driving him to that point, clenching over his young girth so well that Rennard found it hard to imagine this was the first cock he had actually ridden with his snatch. Every last fiber of the boy’s being wanted to recklessly charge forward and breed the source of the masculine, yet oh so fertile aroma above him...\n\n“Hah...? Is [i]that[/i] how Sawyer handled the wyvern contract? Or did you beat him to it?” The man chuckled as he shifted his stance, focusing on tormenting the boy further as he ground the youth’s tapered girth to grind along his most erogenous of spots—a mixture of his own excitement and the youth’s liberal spunk dripping down his flexing entrance in a fine, viscous layer along his length.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 18/20![/i][/q]\n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired![/i][/q]\n\nThere was that first flood of Experience... The only reason he got so close to his climax before his sputtering shaft, painting Roman’s walls with small rivulets of boy-pre, was purely because of the intensity the man was riding him, racing him to his peek almost before the first squirming wave of his young sperm could assail the adult’s long unanswered ovum!\n\nThe first flutter of pleasure and relief which spread from the cat’s loins momentarily took him back, giving some room for Rennard to compensate by rolling his hips upwards—even if he was meant to hold on, he was far too close to the peak to step back now!\n\n“Ah! We... Handled it together. The wyvern should be nesting far away from you or anyone else now!” Rennard huffed, his momentary ‘advantage’ in the ride swiftly being brought to an end as Roman recovered, grinding back down to once again torment his knot with the bouncing lips that didn’t quite wrap around the swollen glands.\n\n“Tch. You’re not wanting me to feed that beast and its bastards as well, are you?” The Knight scoffed in reply, blindly bouncing on the boy with complete disregard for how close he was drawing. Or, perhaps, considering this was the first shaft he had gotten the privilege to experience, completely unaware of what his demanding motions were bringing.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 20/20![/i][/q]\n\nAt least, until, the boy’s balls could no longer hold back anymore! With a huffing groan, Rennard’s fingers dug as tightly as they could into the adult’s thighs, raking across his rippling muscles in a feeble attempt to pull his lips down to hilt his shaft. But, instead, Roman’s hips merely slowed, letting the youth’s knot flare angrily on the outside of his entrance, bloating in size to flaunt how large it would have grown to tie—[i]pulsating[/i] with every shot of thick, virile boy spunk which were squeezed forth from his heavy balls scrunching against his sheath, erupting through his girth thereafter to splatter against the man’s walls!\n\nThe slow, messy trickle escaping from those lips to begin creeping down along the lad’s girth joined by the thicker seed, churned by the slow grind of the man as he rode out the boy’s climax to create long, messy shrinks of overflowing virility which stretched between their hips.\n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Experience Acquired![/i][/q]\n\n[q][i]Level Up! Level 13 Breeder achieved![/i]\n\n[i]Endurance Up! 16 -> 17![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Agility Up! 18 -> 19![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Intelligence Up! 14 -> 15![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spirit Up! 12 -> 13![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Charisma Up! 24 -> 26![/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size Up! 9.1 -> 9.2![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Nuts Size Up! 2.217 -> 2.25![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Virility Up! 28 -> 29![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Impregnation Chance Up! 325% -> 335%![/i][/q]\n\n[q][i]Arousal 0/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Stamina 17/17[/i][/q]\n\n‘Already?’ The kit huffed, pleasantly surprised by the familiar notification of his Level Up and the flurry of stats which scrolled by his vision. He had just finished power leveling with the fish last night, he wasn’t expecting to get another Level so soon! Then again... That was probably the benefit of getting a three for one womb Experience boost from a Level 30...\n\n“Already?” The Knight clicked his tongue in disappointment, momentarily lifting his seed-flooded lips up to almost pry off the spent shaft entirely—briefly allowing the cub the opportunity to admire the almost imperceptible growth he had experienced with his latest Conquest...\n\nOnly for the knight’s hips to [i]slam[/i] back down, this time threatening to drive those hungry lips down over the boy’s knot! His cock had no choice but to throb obediently, belching another string of trapped seed against the walls to the feline’s well bred womb, as well as ensure that the length didn’t reverse in arousal despite the failure of his Enduring Lover to proc.\n\n“Don’t look too surprised, I did tell you I wouldn’t be letting you go until I finally worked off this stress, didn’t I?” Roman replied with a chuckle, swiftly resuming his bouncing use of the younger boy’s body, even as each driving slam down caused the youth’s hips to sink ever so slightly further into the soft ground. “You should last longer this time... Probably just another round or two, and I’ll finally be satisfied enough to let you go...”\n\nRennard shivered, but it was hardly the first time he had been in this position... Defeat meaning he was used as a toy for eager, ovulating men and women just seemed to be one of the rules of this world, regardless of if it was from a random encounter, or a proper duel...\n\n“Y-Yes Ser...” The boy who had considered himself a hopeful squire whined above the noisier, squelching bounces of the Knight’s cunt now that it was inundated with his cream.\n\nHe was also starting to wonder if the man’s earlier statement of ‘you have to leave in an hour’ was more a ‘you’ll be free to leave in an hour’...\n\n[q][i]The Salty Fisherman Completed![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Objective: Deliver the Four Heat Relief potions to the fisher family further downriver. [/i]✓[i]\n[/i][i]Bonus: Fertilize the salmon redds. [/i]✓[i]\n[/i][i]Bonus: Breed the kitten girl, Juliana. [/i]✓[i]\n[/i][i]Bonus: Breed the Knight-turned-Fisherman Roman and his wife Juliet. [/i]✓\n\n[i]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: Secure the Knight Roman’s assistance. [/i]✓[/q]\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nRennard wobbled slightly, still finding his footing after crawling out of the dirt from where Roman had piledrivered him into the dirt via his hips. His shaft, thoroughly limp and spent, had slowly retreated into his sheath—its current state hidden beneath his refastened cloak after a very brief trip to the river bank to wash up.\n\nKimi didn’t say anything, but Rennard could practically hear her silent laughter the entire while as they said their goodbyes to the family.\n\nWith all three of them bred, they had actually returned the Heat Relief potions that Chloe had given him to deliver, no longer needing the concoctions themselves after his ‘assistance’, as well as throwing in some rations to help him get through the day and a couple more, just in case they didn’t reach Carran tomorrow.\n\nJuliana briefly tried to guilt the boy to stay, hugging onto her first friend tightly and refusing to let go until extracting a promise from the kit to visit. With a final round of good byes, and just before the sun reached the mid-way point of the sky, the duo were finally on their way—following the river’s flow towards the next target of their quest...\n\n“You know, I’m surprised.” Juliet murmured sweetly to your husband as the sight of the pair was finally obstructed by the woods.\n\n“How so?” Roman replied, well aware of what she was going to say already.\n\n“I didn’t think you would let him... Well, take advantage of him,” she giggled with a laugh. “You’re typically far too proper, far too uptight and upstanding... Don’t get me wrong, I do love you for it... I’m just surprised everything worked out as well as it did...”\n\n“I gave you a promise last night to consider it, didn’t I?” He barked back with a grunt. “I told the boy my reasons for doing it, too.”\n\n“Those are all good reasons, yes... But not enough to sway my stubborn husband that nursed a grudge against the Goddess for ten years.” She countered, resting her head against the former warrior’s shoulders, casting a fond glance down at their daughter that was still pouting at Rennard’s departure.\n\nWith a resigned, weary sigh, Roman rubbed the back of his head before answering her question. “I suppose the boy reminded me of someone from back in my army days is all... It helped to get over my hang ups.”\n\n“Mmm. A first love~?” She teased back, drawing a playful shove from the much stronger warrior.\n\n“Enough of that. We have a lot of work to get started on... Sigh. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken up his offer, that’s another four kids to our soon to be very large family . We’ll have to hire help once we get near term, so you’ll have to plan a trip to Carran at some point... Tch, we might need to hire some help just to get more food too to feed those damned wolves of his... 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HP\t48/48\t\tSta\t13/16\t\tMan\t13/13\t\tAro\t7/20
Str \t2 (16)\t\tAgi\t18\t\tSpr\t13
End\t16\t\tInt\t14\t\tCha\t24

Cock Size:\t9.1\t\t\t\tVirility: \t28
Ball Size:\t2.217\t\t\t\tI. Chance:\t325%

Miracles: Guidance 5/6, Purify Water 1/2
Spells: Foxfire Lvl 1, Image Lvl 1, Noise Lvl 1

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

Conditions: Duty of the Chosen x1

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
Benefits: Child (Adolescent), Born Stud, Brood Father, Hyper Virility, Womb Mark, Hung, Strong of Seed, Fox Magic, Therianthrope (???), ???

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Harem 2/4

Kimi - Level 11 (10) Divine Beast Fox
HP\t45/45\t\tSta\t7/15\t\tMan\t32/32\t\tAro\t3/20
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\t1/20
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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Quests

Main Quest: The Duty of the Chosen
Receive the Blessing within the Shrine of the Chosen. ✓
The Wise Witch of the Woods. ✓
Bonus: The Kobolds of the Forest. ✓
Current Objective: Head to the Church of the Goddess within Carran.

The Salty Fisherman
Objective: Deliver the Four Heat Relief potions to the fisher family further downriver. ✓
Bonus: Fertilize the salmon redds. ✓
Bonus: Breed the kitten girl, Juliana. ✓
Bonus: [???]

The Prince of the Woods
Objective: Unite the forest kobolds, the dryads, and the werewolf pack underneath your authority (1/3)
Hidden Objective: [???]
Bonus: [???]

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The walk back was awkward.

With Rennard’s existence as the Chosen outed to the slumbering Juliana’s father, Kimi had revealed herself from the shadows—sticking nearby her younger brother as he was ‘escorted’ by Roman back to the fishing hut for the night. Despite the fact that there was little chance of the Level 30 Knight attacking him, at least not while he held his snoozing, exhausted daughter within his arms, the kit found his sister’s presence next to him comforting.

Although the man hadn’t exploded in rage like the boy thought, there still seemed to be simmering embers of frustration burning beneath the surface of Roman’s mind. Occasionally Rennard tried to break the awkward silence of their walk by striking up a conversation, but at risk of inflaming the burning resentment beneath the ashes of his psyche and directing it at him, he had wisely decided to keep his trap shut.

If there was any consolation during the march back, it was the fact that the kit was starting to understand that the feline man’s anger wasn’t directed at him specifically, despite being the Chosen. Instead, his ire seemed to be almost exclusively oriented towards the Goddess. Maybe that would have been different if he was an adult or flaunted his identity to try and fuck them immediately, but the boy couldn’t be sure. Perhaps if he dared to probe the root of the problem, but if he accidentally set off that Level 30 ‘bomb’ it was unlikely he or Kimi could adequately defend themselves...

Better to wait until morning when Juliana was awake. Her spiritedness and fawning towards her first friend turned lover would likely make her step in and intercede on his behalf if her father stepped out of line!

...Wasn’t that a rather sneaky and underhanded thought? Rennard frowned as he considered it... He knew he was changing a bit since he arrived... Certainly his experiences and familiarity with sex and his developing ‘familiarities’ with ‘exotic partners’ was an overt display of how he was changing during his role. Then there was the primal, hormonal driven influences that came from his precocious puberty and werefox blessing. Hmm... He had been getting more of a silver tongue recently, maybe because of how fast his Charisma was rising... His sister always considered him a bit devious before, after all, so maybe that was just a natural growth?

“What are your thoughts on my daughter anyway?” Roman finally broke the awkward silence between them when they were halfway back.

Rennard coughed lightly, contemplating how exactly to answer the question. He had already considered the prospect of ‘marrying’ Juliana and adding her to his harem considering how much he enjoyed today...

“She’s lovely and spirited!” He eventually decided to add forthright, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. Kimi shot him a bemused glance as he spoke, snickering silently while she mouthed ‘shotgun wedding’ to her brother.

“But...” He paused again, thinking... Filtering out which of his thoughts were probably polite for the situation and reigning in his boyish flippancy for the sake of his wellbeing. “Considering I’ll have to journey across the entire world to do my, uh... Duty, and the fact that demons have already started to target me... It's probably not a good idea for us to get too ‘attached’...”

“I can certainly come back to visit, though! I plan to head back this way in a couple of weeks, and I’d love to be her friend!” He added, hastily, not wanting to make it seem like he just wanted to leave her behind without second thought.

Roman burst out in a soft chuckle after hearing the boy’s well considered and yet fearful thoughts, finally breaking the somber expression he wore with a small smile. “Who knows, perhaps because of you she might want to become an adventurer like her Old Man.”

“She didn’t want to be one before?” The kit retorted, glancing towards the young white kitten cradled against her father’s chest. After all, considering her father, and the spirit she showed, he wouldn’t be surprised.

“Mmm. I mostly discouraged her from it. Although it might have been inevitable with how the World was going before. Now though...” He coughed himself, taking another moment to sort out his thoughts before saying. “We’ll have to see how things go. She’ll be occupied at least for the next year, if not a couple, as a result of...”

Rennard’s ear twitched, nodding slightly in answer to indicate he understood. The predicament with his werewolf pack had made him more aware of the complications his many lovers might have for having children, after all. It was better than not having them considering the state of the world, but that didn’t mean it was a frivolous affair for his many lovers—especially the non-feral kind.

Come to think of it, Sawyer’s quest to Level Up would be in a bit of a rush before his healthy litter made him unable to adventure... Maybe he might be able to get his family back home to raise the little buns before resuming the hunt. Likewise, he wondered if Juliet and Roman would be more inclined to raise their grand-kittens as their own if Juliana decided to become an adventurer like him.

“She’ll have twins, by the way.” Rennard spoke after a few more minutes of silence with another awkward cough. “A daughter and a son.”

The news brought an awkward twitch to the corner of Roman’s lips, but he didn’t say anything more as they finally reached the last bend of the river towards their home, just as Rennard couldn’t help his yawns anymore.

Juliet was waiting for them as they arrived. She didn’t seem to be too worried, leaving Rennard to consider if this wasn’t the first time that Juliana had gone wandering off in the middle of the night seeking entertainment—after all, he had pumped into her a bit far from home. Of course, the fact she had gone missing along with the curious young boy that had just shown up probably made it a touch more concerning, but seeing the boy being marched home and her daughter in hand, she gave a knowing grin and an exasperated shake of her head.

At least, until, her eyes turned to the strange, albeit familiar, large feral fox trotting alongside the boy she had just gotten to know. Her green eyes froze for a second, before snapping back to Rennard a moment later. The kit sported a bashful look on his face, his hand once again awkwardly ruffling the back of his head in apology for keeping it secret, whilst his loose, unbuttoned cloak allowed his impressive assets to peek through the flaps to confirm her speculation.

“Kimi! I didn’t...” She mused pensively, flicking an eye towards her husband and the state of her child. Unlike the cunt-male cat that seemed to be a simmering furnace of contradictions, she seemed to be somewhat more tacit about what had just happened—her lips twitching as she held back what might have otherwise been jeering teases at the boy for running away with her daughter.

“Well,” she clicked her tongue as the trio finally arrived at the front door. “I suppose if the Divine Beast of the Chosen’s Shrine is with you, you have to be the Chosen, ‘not-so-little’ Rennard~”

The boy’s tail flicked awkwardly, half expecting to feel her husband’s stare bore a hole into the back of his head in response to the tease. The kit finally remembered to close his cloak and tie them tightly together again with a flustered smile.

Kimi clicked her tongue playfully in response to what seemed to be her acquaintance, perhaps even her friend. “Hey now, he’s mine first. You two can rent him, but that’s all~”

The mother cat seemed ready to continue the teasing spar with the vixen until she glanced at her husband and caught the current expression on his face. So, instead, she disarmed the current back and forth, flashing a supportive smile to the boy before speaking. “We’ll ‘talk’ about it tonight after putting you two naughty cubs to bed!”

“What the hell were you two up too anyway. Well, I can guess at what the two of you were up too, but considering how long Roman has been gone to bring the pair of you back, you must have wandered quite a ways off—far more than what you would have needed for some ‘privacy’~”

Rennard coughed again, choosing to withhold answering until he had reached the inside of the home and taken a seat on a chair. Roman, meanwhile, put Juliana, dressed once again in the simple dress she had followed him in, to the bed the two cats were sleeping on earlier. Juliet, meanwhile, oversaw ‘guarding’ the stud-cub, whilst Kimi sprawled out nearby, close enough to chatter with Juliet here and there, whilst waiting to see how her little brother would squirm underneath the two parents' interrogation.

“Well...” Rennard started, glancing towards his sister who was in no rush to bail him out of his predicament. “I actually didn’t start with the goal of breeding- uh... ‘Solving’ her heat...”

“Oh?” Roman interjected, taking a moment longer to pat his daughter’s head adoringly as he watched her sleep contently—without a heat of the simmering heat that would frequently disturb their slumber before.

Rennard nodded forthrightly. “I remember what you were talking about before at dinner, about the declining fish population... So I decided to try and find some...”

The boy paused, glancing at his quest log to fetch the appropriate term. “...Redds... I’m not sure how long it’ll take those fish to mature, but after however long it takes for them to grow up, the fish population nearby shouldn’t have any problems!”

“But... After I, ahem, finished with that goal, I happened to catch Juliana watching me. Then, well... One thing sorta lead to another, aaaaand...” Rennard explained, leaving out how he had taken advantage of the kitten’s heat and curiosity to seduce her just to indulge his desire for intimacy with a kid his own age.

“You did...?” Roman contemplated, frowning slightly as he went over where he had stumbled across the two kids. Sure enough, he had found them on the shore of a creek where fish would normally spawn.

“Yep! I’ve also done a lot to try and help other animals start to populate again!” Rennard replied quickly with a beaming smile. Of course, right after he boasted, his ears twitcherd as he remembered he had just proudly declared about fucking so many animals—causing his ears to flick back against his scalp as the taboo he had almost entirely shaken off reared its ugly head again.

“Speaking of...” Rennard coughed, as the topic reminded him of another quest now sitting in log. “Wolves can eat fish, yeah...?”

“...They can...” Roman replied uncertainty, raising an eyebrow as he did so.

“I... don’t suppose you can help feed a bunch of wolves and their pups in a couple months time...?” The kit inquired, dipping his head towards his rising shoulders warily as he spoke. “I... Might have... Gotten a bit carried away and, well...”

Roman just stared incredulously. His wife, meanwhile, suppressed a giggle as best she could nearby, furtively glancing towards her other-half with an endearing smile.

Eventually Roman just shook his head in exasperation, a soft sigh escaping his lips with a hint of a smile showing on his lips. “This is what happens when the Goddess charges a cub with the task of seeding the world.”

“I can try to pay, or help out if you do!” Rennard added, emboldening himself slightly as he did so. “I can’t delay going to Carran now, but in a bit I’ll be coming back this direction for certain reasons! You can point out any creatures you’d want their male population to be restored too! Or other rivers and what not for more fish populations to start breeding! Oh, I’m thinking of becoming an Adventurer in Carran, too, so I can even pay you for your help if it's required!”

The hint of a smile couldn’t help but spread into a true smile as he watched how earnestly the boy tried to barter for what seemed like such a nonsensical request. His bemused expression turned towards his wife and child soon thereafter, before with a slow, somewhat aggrieved sigh, he answered. “I suppose I could... But just because you manage to breed a bunch of wild beasts doesn’t mean that they’d accept hand outs from an old fisher easily...”

“Oh, don’t worry about that! They’re werewolves, so they’ll be able to understand you just fine! Well, the two in charge of them will, at least.” Rennard spoke swiftly, believing that to be the solution to the old knight’s concerns—at least until the feline’s expression suddenly twisted.

“You bred a pack of werewolves!?”

“...” The kit was just about to ask if it would be better if they weren’t originally werewolves before he bred them, but thought better of it—clamping his mouth shut after leaving his lips parted for a second.

“They’re pretty friendly...! They’re also Chloe’s children, so it's not like you’d be looking after them yourselves! And I’m not expecting you to feed them entirely by yourselves! I’m going to look into getting some help from some other things I know in the forest that might be amiable to assist!”

At the very least, he hoped the Dryads could be convinced. Their mystical powers would definitely help produce edible fruits and vegetables, assuming wolves could eat such things. Or maybe lure more beasts to the area to compensate for the dietary needs of the pack until the pups grew up and began to find territory of their own. That would probably put him on breeding duty when he got back... But if he bred an extra deer for every one that satisfied his pack’s hunger, in the long run it would balance out and then some!

“Sigh... I’ll think about it kid.” Roman rubbed his brow as his interrupted sleep began to catch up to him sooner than expected.

Rennard nodded, breathing a sigh of release as he took the consideration as future acceptance. “When you find them, they’re led by a female wolf named Lycandra. She’s the second of my wives, I’m certain you can also work out a deal with her as well if need be!”

“Ugh... Assuming you don’t want to wait until I get back. They probably won’t need help getting food until my pups are born in a couple months...” He added quickly, drawing another giggle from the female cat.

Roman, meanwhile, just shook his head.

But, with the pressing issue on the boy’s mind solved, the room returned to quiet. The two adults didn’t speak, as husband and wife seemed to have been holding a silent conversation between the two of them with just their eyes—leaving Rennard completely at a loss. Kimi didn’t seem to be in any rush to translate for him either, just teasing her young brother with a playful smile for being so naive despite already fathering a hundred different mothers by now.

But, as the silence gave way to his young, tired yawns, the two adults finally began to act again. Juliet took the lead, smiling as she glanced at the young fox boy. “You should get some sleep, especially if you want to set out in the morning for Carran. Roman and I probably have something we should talk about anyway...”

Rennard blinked, pondering her words for a moment. He briefly considered rejecting the offer... After all, he had another optional objective to clear for their quest which likely involved giving them children as well, but as his thoughts were interrupted by another long, loud yawn, he eventually acquiesced... It could wait until the morning, at least.

“You can go back to sleeping with Juliana over there,” her mother added. When Roman shot her a small frown, she retorted with a chuckle. “He’s already knocked her up, dear. What more can he do now~? He’s still our precious angel’s first friend, she’d be quite upset if she didn't get to spend the night next to him.”

“...Fine.” The knight added with a grunt, before nodding towards the pantry/storage room attached to the large room—the one where Rennard had caught the hints of Juliet trying to soothe her daughter’s heat. “Let's give the boy some space to rest and... discuss things.”

“Sure dear.” The woman got up, brushing her simple nightgown with a light pat whilst the athletic feline led the way to the room. She lingered a bit longer, however, bidding farewell to the feral vixen to express her hope to catch up in the morning before they set off, and then gave a teasing farewell about hoping to get to know the boy a bit better come the morning as well.

Their departure left the ever more tired Rennard slightly confused. He tilted his head towards the now closed room, hoping to pick up their conversation to help sort out the answers, but their hushed whispers proved to elusive ears without slinking up like a creep.

“Mmm... It's not too hard to guess what they’re talking about,” Kimi eventually spoke while padding towards the slumbering kitten. Her snout nestled in against Juliana’s hip, sniffing to catch the familiar aroma of her brother’s virility before flashing the fox kit a knowing smirk. “You really did a number on her~ That pent up, or did you just really love getting your paws on her~?”

“S-Shush...!” He mumbled weekly, unable to deny her accusation as he walked over to join his older sibling on the bed. “If you’re so knowledgeable, just what are they talking about then!?”

“Obviously it's if they’re going to ask or let you breed them,” Kimi murmured, settling in on the other side of her brother from the slumbering cat after he got comfortable.

“I don’t even need to try to overhear their whispers to know that...” She continued with a slightly smug tone. “They both wanted more kids, they’ve been in heat for years with no relief... Then you show up. But Roman’s got a well-deserved chip on his shoulder and seems to blame the Goddess for the Emasculation and inability to achieve their hopes of a wider family, and you are her Champion in a way...”

“Juliet, meanwhile, is certainly less opposed to the Goddess, but I’ve never gotten the full story out of her on that front. But at the same time, she does love her husband, and doesn’t want to hurt him. Sooo... Despite the fact that they both have the same desires, and would probably be happier if you granted them both the gift of more children, a potentially justified grievance is in the way~”

The vixen finally finished her observation, turning her amber eyes to watch her younger sibling’s expression as his young mind tried to sort out the Gordian Knot of emotions involved in their situation.

Eventually, he retorted with a huffing groan and pout. “Why couldn’t this be easy... They’d all be happier afterwards, right...?”

“Mmm... Well, let me put it this way... If there was a way that we could get a lot of assistance and help with some matter that would make us both happier, but it required me getting fucked by a different guy, would you be happy about it~?” Kimi’s lips twisted into a wider grin, her tail flicking ever so slightly with her devious intentions behind that question.

The results were sweeter and more heartwarming than she could have hoped for! Almost immediately, the boy’s face twisted into a look of shock and scowling anger and frustration while considering the proposal, his little possessive heart for her on full display—swiftly there after mixing with a hint of realization about Roman’s situation, and an incredulity when he realized Kimi was teasing him again at the same time.

“Hmmph! Well... There are no other guys, so...” He shot back, poking his tongue at his older sister at the same time.

“How lucky for you~ And how unlucky for Roman, and probably a lot of other guys in his situation~ It's something to be mindful of going forward, especially when we reach town, Ren.” She responded back with a giggle, shifting once again to nestle in against the soon-to-be slumbering cub.

“Mmm... Do you even want to breed the two of them~? I know you bred Chloe, but just because you have the Goddess’ duty to attend to, that doesn’t mean you need to fuck everyone.”

“Well, yeah...” Rennard considered her words carefully for a moment, trying to sort out his thoughts. “I mean, it’ll help Juliana and her family be happier, not having as much stress and issues with their heats... The experience from knocking up a Level 30 knight should also be quite generous... And I have an objective still undiscovered for this current quest that might involve getting either of them pregnant...”

“Mmmm. Well, that doesn’t mean you need to breed them, does it~?” Kimi pressed with a smile.

When her younger brother’s gaze continued to look at her uncertainly, she continued. “Think about it... You had to fertilize the fish eggs, right? But you didn’t breed all those fish... You could always just leave your seed for them to use to inseminate each other. That would make Roman less resistant, and you’d get all the benefits you were just talking about~”

“So, it comes down to that last question... Do you want to breed them, personally~?” Her smile remained stretched across her feral lips as she spoke, gingerly brushing a forepaw across her brat of a husband’s chest as she did so... Of course, she had a good idea of what his true thoughts on that matter were, but if she didn’t bring them to the surface, her poor clueless kit of a brother might remain indecisive, lacking the decisiveness needed to cleave through the web of emotions.

Rennard’s expressions this time might not have been delightful as the ones before when he teased him about their own relationship, but the combination of embarrassment, guilt, and shameful grin which danced across his face were still an absolute treat.

“I... Guess I want to do it myself, but... I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone while doing so... If there’s no better way, I guess we can do what you said to help without making him upset...” He murmured at last, forming a compromise between his better, more wholesome instincts and his developing depravity.

“As expected~” The vixen sighed, her forepaw sweeping down to tease the boy’s exposed crotch, drawing his attention to the hefty swell that had started to sprout from between his legs with all the ‘thinking’ he was doing. Kimi briefly contemplated putting some of her more salacious thoughts to words just to see how vigorous her brother would throb in reply, but thought better of it... He was already wrestling with his guilt, trying to tease him further about indulging his selfish and hedonistic desires would likely just push him towards the more ‘polite’ solution!

“Let me see if I can’t help ‘nudge’ them in the right direction then~ Juliet will be easy... Nabbing Roman though will be up to you, although you might have a chance after you’re done with his wife~” Kimi giggled, pressing a kiss to the boy’s lips briefly before standing up. “Get some sleep for now... You’re going to be busy in the morning, squirt~”

Rennard blinked, staring at his sister suspiciously as she got up. Considering the vixen’s penchant for deviousness and teasing him, leaving something like this in her paws seemed like the worst idea imaginable! But... She did know Juliet for years before he arrived, and she was acting very helpful just now... 

Besides, his interrupted sleep and midnight exertions were making it hard to keep his eyes open any longer...

So maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to trust her handling of the matter...

Maybe.

Just this once.

...It's not like she’d risk endangering him by infuriating Roman, right?

* * *


Despite having the next best thing to a bed to sleep in finally after days of camping out in the woods with just his backpack and cloak, Rennard’s sleep was restless. Several times throughout the night he felt himself stirring on the verge of consciousness by Juliana, clutching tightly to him, grinding against his body as the last ebbs of her recently satisfied heat and her desire for him played across her slumbering mind.

If that wasn’t bad enough, the ‘shelter’ that was provided by the family’s home also served to trap their respective scents. Kimi and Juliana’s scent of idle feminine arousal smothering so close to him was bad enough, but they didn’t hold a candle to the influence that came from her parents’. Their heat, however well ‘scratched’, clung deep to his young snout, prompting his own arousal to stir in the middle of the night—his impressive shaft swelling somewhere between half to full length and disturbing his sleep further with the idle twitches of excitement and ‘need’.

Worse, as his shaft stood, ensuring that even if he did button his traveling cloak back up that it would part its flaps to expose his desire for all to see and smell, his aroma of budding masculinity and pronounced fertility tickled across the two adult cats’ nose on the other side of the room, inflaming the intensity of their own need, sparking a cycle that left all in the house squirming with one sordid dream after another...

As Rennard finally began to stir, the latest of those dreams briefly flickered across his mind, making him blush as he finally blinked the last of his slumber away. He briefly contemplated if the dreams he had last night were just dreams after all, remembering that his sister was up to something as he finally passed out... But a quick glance at his conquest log confirmed that Juliana was its latest addition...

Not that that invalidated all the dreams he had. Glancing down to his tool—stirring just underneath its peak, conspicuously lacking the viscous layer of spunk that should have been glazed over the meat from his hormonal sleep to instead sport a ‘shine’ from a far thinner, more watery liquid—he began to think one of his most vivid dreams involving his sister might not have just been a dream...

Not that he minded, of course... It gave him some ideas to try out, in fact! Of course, that meant that he would have to wake up before his sister did...

“Finally awake?” Juliana’s familiar voice pulled him out of his early morning stupor.

Rennard nodded, finally shifting from the makeshift bed to sit up and stretch with a loud yawn, forgetting to care at all about the raging stiffy standing proud from his crotch while he did so. It was only once the boy’s eyes blinked open once more, and his thoughts began to finally flow freely, did he finally consider his quite depraved state, as well as the fact that he seemed to be alone with Juliana’s mother!’

With a brief flicker of embarrassment which turned his white cheeks and ears a rosy red, he quickly wrestled his excited column of dick back underneath the belt beneath his cloak while keeping his stare forward, not daring to look towards Juliet except out of the corner of his eye.

Had Kimi pulled her husband and daughter away for him to have a chance with her!?

“Its a bit late to hide that monster of yours now, considering how freely you were displaying it all night.” The older woman’s voice broke into a soft chuckle after seeing his sheepish reaction. The woman was dressed lightly, a simple light-gray linen dress which hung freely over her ample bosom as she stood by the cooking pot in the corner of the room.

Despite the distance between them, Rennard’s keen nose could distinctly detect her need. A brief, furtive glance towards her revealed her own flushed complexion, as well as how her eyes tended to slip towards the ‘prize’ he was concealing beneath his hands, and how her tail tended to flicker back and forth behind her like an anxious, plotting feline.

“S-Sorry...” He replied meekly. Despite the fact that he was harboring thoughts about breeding her, and certainly had dreamed of it plenty last night, he still found it hard to overcome his deference towards her—at least face to face. He needed to work up his courage to try and seduce her like he had Chloe, if that could have even been called ‘seduction’...

Once again, the woman’s soft laughter rolled from her lips. “If you should feel sorry for anyone, it should be Roman... You should have seen him last night, casting a side glance at your... weapon. How brightly he blushed and looked like he was back to being a squire again after being outdone by a cub...”

Rennard’s embarrassment briefly surged after being reminded about how both of them had likely seen him in ‘all his glory’ due to his snooze in, shortly before waning as he contemplated what she meant by that last sentence. If she meant his ‘size’, like how his friends and him would sometimes ‘compare’ in the bathrooms, then wouldn’t he always outdo anyone here considering he was the only male...? Unless... She meant compared to ‘him’ ten years ago...

His rosy cheeks redoubled in intensity when his thoughts snapped into place. Had he really grown that much? Kimi certainly seemed to be impressed with it at least...

“I, uh... I’ll try to apologize to him later,” he mumbled in reply, unable to help himself from considering just how he was going to try and ‘make it up’ to the cunt-man likely radiating need as vividly as the cat lady nearby.

“Mmm... I’m sure you will.” Juliet cackled fondly as she scooped the last serving of porridge from the pot and placed it upon the table for the boy with a nod. “Some breakfast for you, Rennard. The rest have already had theirs, but you took a bit longer to stir after being up so late last night~”

Rennard nodded, stirring a bit more from the bedding before finally gathering the motivation to escape its allure. With stumbling steps, he made his way to the seat in front of the bowl, picking up the offered spoon and gingerly sampling the simple, semi-liquid, and warm food. While, just a few steps away from him, the woman radiating fertility and need finished putting out the last of the fire that had cooked then kept the meal warm for him.

“Kimi says you two have to reach Carran as soon as possible, so you can’t afford to linger here too long...” She murmured after some idle smalltalk as the boy ate, letting the tension and desires from her and the boy ‘supposedly’ in charge of seducing her..

The sudden change in her word’s tone was enough to make the kit’s tail flick with anticipation, but the married cat went one step further by drawing closer to him—her steps moving with clear purpose, advancing upon the sitting cub like a lioness drawing upon her prey. His bashfulness grew the nearer she drew, still mentally unprepared for his procreating goal, causing his will to falter as he did his best to hide away beneath his cloak.

Swiftly enough, she reached his side, taking a seat on the bench so close to him that her hip pressed against his. Although, while he faced the table, she sat with her back to it, turning her body to remain looking into the boy’s bashful blue eyes—her legs spread just wide enough to help facilitate the smell of her heat reaching the lad’s nostrils.

Rennard gulped, freezing on the spot without daring to disrupt her following movement as her hand moved forward. His arm shifted out of the older woman’s way with but the lightest of nudges, letting her touch stroke along his young, slightly toned body. Her fingers pushed the side of his cloak away, revealing more of his tender frame, before eventually coming down to his waist where his still stubbornly twitching shaft remained twitching, compelled to arousal by her scent and the Goddess’ Geas. At least until that length slipped back out of its confinement with her nudging touch, bouncing a few times in the air before finally settling to throb within the woman’s palm—lightly held in place as the delicate cat’s grip began to stroke along its length.

Just what had Kimi said to her!?

This wasn’t at all how he pictured it would go! Then again, all he really had to go from was Chloe, Juliana, and Sawyer when it came to non-animals or non-heat crazy lovers, and fantasy often fell short on reality when it came time to picturing how he would act... But still, he had managed to seduce and get the upper hand on Sawyer!

Of course, he was prepared when it came to the adventurer, springing his surprise on him and doubling down on that opening to ‘conquer’ him... This time, his secret was open and throbbing in the air, and it was her that was pouncing on him!

Not that he really minded, but...

Juliet chuckled as she kept one hand tantalizing his dick with a light, teasing caress. “Don’t worry. That silver tongued ‘wife’ of yours might have mentioned that you were wrestling with some ‘doubts’ last night. So I decided to take the lead to help put that precious heart of yours to ease.”

“Besides...” She added with a confident smirk, finally retracting her touch so she could begin to remove her dress, untying the few straps which existed to loosen the garb before pulling it above her shoulders.

Her mature curves, the distinctive curves of motherhood, immediately appeared next to the little lurid brat, causing his mind to momentarily freeze. His bright blue eyes were the only thing that moved, constantly flicking between her ample bosom and the flexing pink lips between her hips. Well, that, and the twitching girth sputtering thin rivulets of boyish spunk above her guiding fingers!

For a moment, Rennard was but a leaf along the winds of her lust, his body easily led with the slightest of touches. Particularly by the grip upon the only ‘head’ still operating at the moment, a leading grip which encouraged the boy to turn around on the bench, leading him back onto his feet for all of a few moments... Before finally coming to stand between her spread knees. Only then did her grip finally release his shaft, letting the fat cubhood fall to rest against her warm, wet nethers, whilst both hands wrapped around his back, pulling the youth closer to her chest.

“Its been a while since Roman was as bashful or as hesitant as you~ Sure, I didn’t get to know him when he was your age, but, well... It's nostalgic to recall those early days~” She murmured with a teasing grin, her green eyes staring towards him in bemusement, more than likely purposefully bringing up her husband to tease the conflicted boy further.

“So, so long as you and Roman are alright with it...” Rennard finally managed to speak, taking a moment to swallow while struggling to gather his wits.

There was nothing wrong with this situation... He shouldn’t get so flustered... This might not even be the first married woman he’s bred, considering how close that one kobold couple seemed to be back when he was in their clutches... It was hardly going to be the last...

It's just his duty! Yeah, duty...

With a hesitant grin, the cub stepped into her embrace, his tail madly wagging behind him. One of his small hands returned her earlier brushing exploration, wandering along her midsection and up to her chest, sweeping across the lovely maternal assets that filled most of his vision. Of course, even while he started to lean into the sudden situation, his hips had already started to act with a mind of their own—rolling forward to lather his length along her dripping sex, teasing the pleasure button at the start of her steepled lips as his tool just avoided sinking in...

“There’s no need to take your time~” She mused with a chuckle, slipping her hold upon his body tighter so that his face found itself quashed between her mammalries—his hips left with just enough freedom of motion to continue rubbing and grinding his spunk-dripping rod across the object it was blindly attempting to find purchase within! “Especially if you want to breed my husband as well before you leave before noon...”

“So, please... Chosen of the Goddess...” Juliet put all her cards on the table, pressing her lips ever so slightly against the boy’s ears so they tickled his ears with every pronounced word. “Bless my womb with a child... My husband with your kitten to raise... And Juliana with a sibling~”

Rennard shuddered, powerless against the heartfelt prayer of longing huffed into his ears alone. His barely contained libido surged forward, his earnest huffs panting between the older feline’s breasts. He didn’t hesitate any further, briefly using his free hand to guide his drooling masculinity towards her sex before stepping forward—sheathing several inches of his girth into the sex which hadn’t known a true male’s embrace for over a decade.

The cat couldn’t contain her pleasure despite a half-hearted attempt to do so. Her arms clenched tighter, trapping the youth against her torso until the deed was finished, her somewhat subdued moans rolling quietly from her lips. The loose hold she had on her reservations didn’t last long. With every following roll from the surprisingly well practiced boy’s hips, her noises became ever so slightly louder and more earnest, soon to be at risk of being heard by others than the cub responsible for sowing her belly with new life.

Rennard might not have been the most practiced at seducing people, but when it came to the deed itself, his time spent within the woods had given him plenty of experience in the deed itself~ With his own growing noises, a mixture of sultry growls and huffing desire, he leveraged his thickness to tease as many spots along her labia as he could, whilst his keen ears patiently observed the changing tenor in her huffs and gasps of desire. Every time it felt like his length had struck closer towards the spot, his hips adjusted, drilling in deeper to make the waves of euphoria erupt higher—his young, but oh so plump, spheres swayed along with his tail with every swing.

Of course, her Arousal wasn’t the only one surging higher with each of his thrusts. His own excitement grew in equal measure, lagging behind the adult’s only because of the weight of years long need being alleviated with every plunge of his virile rod forward! Her composure first cracked, then slowly crumbled, her back pressed against the table as her legs spread wider to give the experienced brat more room to work his magic.

Rennard followed suit, keeping his body pressed against hers even as she laid further and further back, prevented from being sprawled across the table’s surface only by the stud plowing her not having the height to reach without awkwardly standing on the bench! Not that the current position didn’t lend the ravenous virile kit an air of authority as it was. His burning, blue eyes staring past her breasts, hungrily admiring every expression of pleasure he coaxed across the older woman’s face as he eagerly raced to breed her!

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A vigorous torrent of pleasure sprouted from the depths of her loins, leaving Juliet unable to suppress the full throated moan of longing and desire which escaped in its wake. Of course, while she didn't quite understand the cause behind the surge of relief and bliss which quaked from the depths of her abdomen, Rennard was well aware thanks to the experience notification in front of his eyes. When it came to mature anthros, his Impregnation Chance was high enough even for his precum to handle their needs—a few lucky sperm traveling along his pre getting the chance to answer the call of fertility before him.

Not that he was limited to granting her just one or two children...

“Mmmf... How many kittens are you wanting...?” Rennard inquired, huffing while the tempo of his rolling hips slowed ever so slightly—giving the enraptured lady a chance to gather some of her wits in the wake of her surprised climax to respond. Truly, he desired nothing more than to chase the last of his pleasure, to flood her womb with his seed and ensure Juliana had no lack of siblings to keep her company going forward, but the tongue scalding he had received for the lupine population explosion had made him mindful of such things going forward...

“Ah~! As... As many as you can give? We have so many years to catch up on...” Juliet replied, more than likely not understanding the boy’s words as anything more than talk and snarled desires put to voice during the deed.

Not that Rennard realized that... Nor would such realizations likely have deterred him. His tail wagged fiercely, viewing that whimpered admission of desire as permission to do exactly as she begged. A wide, almost devious smile spread across his adorable expression.

Juliet might not have had a boy, but the glance still filled her thoughts with a brief premonition of dread—like a parent that had just realized their child was about to cause some mischief. But, before she could put her unease to words, it was knocked loose from her heart with the sudden redoubling of the boy’s thrusting efforts, working her swiftly to a second, then a third, and yet more shivers of bliss!

His hands squeezed against her body, her hands returning the gesture in turn to keep his head pinned against her despite the difference in angle, his small, lithe torso rippling with adolescent fervor against her larger body! She couldn’t see his glistening red meat, lathered in her own need and his own virility, piston within her depths, but she could see his buttocks roll back with his commanding position before ramming forward to plunge in again—leaving the rest to her imagination as his knot began to kiss against the dew and spunk-dripping mound!

Arousal 20/20!

Without inquiring on if Juliet wanted him to tie or not, the boy’s hips barged forward, sinking his glands his hips had long teased against her sex forward with emboldened need—knotting her right before the peak of his Arousal was reached. Her labia clenched in retort around the sudden insertion, clamping tight around the sensitive glands, easily pushing him to his limit as his tender, satisfied pants caressed her breasts, joined by the shudder of relief which flowed through his own body as his hefty, virile orbs began to convulse and pump string after string of potent vulpine boy cum into the depths of her belly.

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The combination of his final thrust before being locked in place within her cunt, and the sudden two-fold rush of euphoria that came from his stacked impregnation successes, left the woman moaning with unblemished desire, pleasure, and most importantly of air, relief. Her maw hung open ever so loosely, letting the following groans of delight escape freely as the boy adjusted position against her, causing the tool to shift within her tunnel while their afterglows began to settle in behind their fading euphoria.

With a satisfied murmur, Rennard made himself as comfortable as he can while waiting for his knot to deflate, quickly catching his breath thanks to his triggered skill. His gaze swept down along her body to spy the rapidly forming brand of claim and protection forming on the cat’s white furred belly—before his gaze briefly lost their focus as he turned his attention to his Conquest Log...

Juliet - Cat Homesteader (F) Lvl 18
\t4 kittens (2 F, 2C)

“Huff... Why did you ask how many kittens I wanted earlier...?” Juliet finally asked, remembering her earlier premonition of disaster after the waves of euphoria had fallen to a steady trickle of pleasure. More than just that, her mind felt clearer than it had been in years, the idle distractions of lust and need which could never be satisfied by potion or toy finally crumbling away now that the longing had been answered.

“Ah! Well...” Rennard hummed for a second before a proud, boyish smile beamed from his face. “I’m potent enough to give someone multiple kids at once! So, between the twins I’ve given Juliana, you’ve got another four...”

Six!? Juliet’s expression briefly froze and her ears twitched at the prospect of raising half a dozen children at once. But, at the same time, her chest stirred at the prospect, thinking of their home filled with the laughter and voices of a half-dozen boys and girls running about...

Juliana would be 11 or so when they’re all due... Yes, we’ll have to get Chloes help for the delivery, but that should be fine... Their older sister slash mother of two of them would be old enough to help out... Yes, it’ll be manageable!

But... What if Roman does take up his offer as well...? They could be looking at a full dozen children to raise along the riverbanks...

The edge of her lips twisted upwards in a faint smile, contemplating what would happen if similar hermits or those existing on the periphery of Carran’s township came into a similar situation. Some would certainly return to the town and the many fields which surrounded it to raise their kids with help, but what about those that couldn’t like them?

A resigned but oddly satisfied sigh rolled from her lips. “You’re going to breed a new town into existence with balls like those...”

Far from being upset at those words, the boy’s tail stirred into a new, eager swish—momentarily distracting him from what he was thinking before.

Namely... The fact that breeding just Juliet didn’t seem to be enough to satisfy his final quest objective...

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It took a bit for Rennard to finally untie from Juliet, his Enduring Lover having allowed him to avoid his refractory period, and thus left his tool still twitching and eager to swell to prominence with every clamping squeeze from the cat’s lips. But, quite a few minutes later, and with some idle chatting to help focus his attention on other matters than futilely try to breed her again, his rod finally slipped free—nine inches of vulpine boy dick soaked with his own seed and the lass’ estrus.

But, when the chance to finally step out and talk to Roman arrived, the kit momentarily balked. Yes, his wife had said everything was fine, but could he really trust that he wouldn’t be waiting to greet him with a sword swing as soon as he stepped out...? Well, Kimi and Juliana were out there too, so that probably wasn’t likely, but still... How would he handle him? Would he be eager, mad, happy, or defeated...?

The boy’s expression momentarily scowled, wondering again why things had to be so complicated!

With another playful chuckle from the recently bred feline, still sporting a soft smile that never seemed to fade with her newfound maternal satisfaction, gave him a playful push, shoving him out of her house to stumble outside—his cloak still parted, and his lust-soaked rod on full display.

“Am I going to have siblings now~!?” Even before the kit could catch his footing, Juliana’s eager voice called forward, looking towards the house with unabashed glee and curiosity.

Rennard froze again, his ears flicking as he briefly wondered if her mother’s voice had carried outside in the heights of her passion—making his neck and balls momentarily twitch in fear.

Fortunately, his eyes quickly flicked over to Roman, distracting himself some ways away with what looked to be sword practice. Fortunately, his back was to the house, allowing Rennard to breathe a brief sigh of release.

“That’s the easy part, squirt,” Kimi nodded with a hint of satisfaction that her conspiring last night had been so successful, her eyes following his to look towards the envious husband a distance away. It seemed she was in charge of keeping Juliana from trying to peek while her dad kept himself busy considering how close she was sitting with the kitten.

Juliana huffed in response to the divine fox’s words, pouting slightly while crossing her arms over her chest. She was back in one of her dresses, although it already sported some dirt from the games her and the vixen had gotten up to. “ Dad is being stubborn, no matter how much I told him how fun it was last night!”

“Ah—” Rennard’s attention turned back towards Juliana, one of his ears askew as he did so, making his sister giggle from the sight. “What-What did you tell him?”

“Just how good it felt! And... How I’m looking forward to having younger brothers and sisters too... And other things!” The girl answered with unflinching honesty.

The boy glanced at the feral vixen, staring wearily as he contemplated how much of what Juliana had said was her own idea, and how much was his sister’s machinations... His daughter was a soft spot for the mature knight after all.

“Juliana, Kimi, why don’t you two come inside?” The cat called forth from within after ‘freshening up’ to look presentable from the door way. “Leave the two boys to have a man to man chat for a bit.”

“Awww... But I wanna watch!” Juliana chimed back with a pout, making Rennard freeze once more while Roman’s practice swing hesitated mid strike.

“Now, now... You got some privacy last night, didn’t you~?” Kimi murmured, completely leaving out the fact that she was watching that entire event unfold from arena-side seating. “These sorts of things are often best done in private... You don’t want to make your dad embarrassed, right?”

“I guess~” Juliana huffed with disappointment, but ultimately started to wander through the door with the fox following.

The kit’s gaze stared towards his sister, silently begging for him to watch over him, only for her to give him a teasing roll of her eyes before disappearing into the fishing family’s small cottage.

‘Sure, you think it's fine, but you’re not the one with your neck probably on the line!’ He silently criticized, before turning his attention towards the man. ‘Well... It's probably not as bad as being hunted by demons...’

Roman remained practicing, his back towards the boy despite their sudden privacy, leaving an awkward silence between them even as the boy slowly stepped closer. Rather than trying to speak, the kit decided to let the adult take the lead like his wife had, choosing instead to come to a stand a few yards away.

Yet, instead of speaking, the older cat continued his swings, leaving the boy with nothing to do but watch while his thoughts wandered

‘Should I step closer, and yet the scent of boyish masculinity and sex clinging to him try to entice him? No, he was smelling me all night like his wife, probably, and that sort of thing might seem underhanded and provoke him... Be direct and ask? But what if that upsets him....’

It was as those thoughts unwound slowly within his scheming brain that a sudden thought came to him: Those practice swings looked just like Sawyer’s!

But... That was normal, right? A sword is a sword is a sword, the most fundamental aspects of combat and swordplay were probably pretty universal, right? Sure, if this was like games or the shows he watched, there would be different ‘schools’, but the simple practice swings meant to hone muscles and reflexes would likely be all the same...

Well, not like he knew. For a moment, his lips parted, contemplating voicing his curiosity to the older knight, before stopping as his courage failed him. Instead, he stood there for another half-minute, before deciding to give up on his questions and instead turned back towards their home.

But, just when Roman felt like the cub might have given up on trying to talk to him, he heard the lad’s steps returning quickly. Ever so slightly curious, he glanced at the boy out of the corner of his eye, watching Rennard as he pulled out an old, blunted, and well used arming sword from a scabbard and began to mimic his swings.

Without his further direction, the boy looked to his footing, tried to follow the motions of his arms and shoulders before delivering his own exercise strikes. The first few came slowly and in short spurts as the lad constantly admired the cat’s technique and compared it to his own,before adjusting in the spots where he realized he had erred before resuming. Until, a few minutes after staring, the boy’s smaller sword began to cut through the air in front of them in tandem to the knight’s own swings!

For a moment, Roman’s own thoughts drifted with a melancholic expression on his face, continuing to practice alongside one another without saying a word for several more minutes.

“Did Sawyer train you?” He finally spoke, just as the momentum of the fox cub’s swings began to slow from the fatigue in his limbs.

“Yes ser!” The kit replied earnestly. “He helped save Kimi and I from some demons a while ago, so we ended up traveling together a bit. He taught me the basics and gave me this sword to practice with so that I can learn to protect myself.”

“Hmm...” The man replied with a grunt for a moment, before a long, slow sigh began to finally spill forth from him, slowly releasing some of the tension building within his chest. “Demons... To think that they’ve already latched on to you... And were so bold to attack in Chloe’s territory...”

Just when Rennard thought that Roman was beginning to relax, his grip tightened on the blade’s pommel. A fraction of a second later, the cat’s posture changed, taking a commanding step forward which slammed his boot into the dirt, right before the momentum of his stomp was put behind his next swing.

The kit’s ears flicked as a loud crack wrung forth, the knight’s weapon flashing through the air almost too fast for the kit’s eyes to track, before stopping barely a few inches from the ground’s surface. Yet, despite never making contact with the soil, a shallow gash still appeared along the ground in front of it—incredibly shallow and easily missed at a glance, seemingly carved out just from the force behind the feline’s strike.

The boy gulped, reminded once more of the clear discrepancy between their abilities, briefly rekindling the fears about what the adult would be able to do if he annoyed him. Fortunately, instead of following up on the devastating swing with another thrown in his direction, the older cat relaxed—that mighty blow seeming to have helped release much of the tension that had been building within him that morning.

Enough so, at least, that Roman stopped his swings and instead let his sword rest leisurely against his thigh as he finally focused his attention towards the kit.

“Your technique will need work then. Any fight against even a lesser demon will be hard fought unless you improve further.”

“Tell me about it...” The boy grumbled, taking the excuse from the man’s pause to stop swinging his sword as well. “I’ve been practicing! Every night after making camp I try to do the exercises Sawyer taught me, even practiced with the werewolves I, uh, befriended! Then I practice magic like Kimi taught me, and then I pass out exhausted...”

“But, I suppose practicing can only get me so far in a limited amount of time, especially on my own. I’m guessing actual fights would help improve my Skill faster, but most encounters tend to be solved with a... Different type of blade, soo...” The kit continued to explain, growing a touch more awkward at the end.

The reminder about what he lacked, and what the boy had in ample abundance, made the cat’s expression briefly flicker before he returned to the matter at hand. “Sword and magic, hmm? I’m not certain what that ‘Breeding’ class of yours excels at, but being a swordsman before adolescence with such a meager Strength score will be exceptionally difficult... It might be better to focus on honing your magic for now, keep the swordplay to practice for now for a few years until your body matures.”

“Ah, well... That.” Rennard murmured slightly, shifting awkwardly on his foot as he contemplated how to reply. “I’m not certain how detailed the Chosen’s prophecy is, but... Kimi and I come from a different world than this one. According to Chloe, that’s why she hasn’t aged while manning the shrine for ten years... And I’m apparently the same.”

The cat’s face froze for a second, staring incredulously at the fox—seeming to believe the lad was lying at first. But, after seeing the boy only twist in discomfort from the prolonged stare and not from his deception, the man finally replied with a long, almost exhausted sounding laugh. “So no matter how many years pass, everyone’s still going to be bred by a cub then, huh?”

“I got to hand it to the Goddess for knowing how to kick a man when he’s down. Or, in this case, all men.” The tomcat added with a dismissive scoff.

Rennard fell quiet again, taking a few seconds to consider his next words, before finally replying. “Do you really think that the Goddess deliberately caused the Great Emasculation? From what Chloe told me, it's not exactly done her any favors...”

Roman’s stare fell on the kit for quite a few seconds, rendering the boy unable to speak again in the face of the pressure the stern glance exerted upon his psyche. Before, as he finally glanced away, the man sighed once more. “No, I don’t. Nor do I blame you, especially if you’re from another world like you claim, it's not like you had any part in it.”

“Then why do you seem to resent her so much? Shouldn’t your ire be turned to more likely causes like the demons?”

The cat clicked his tongue in retort. “Who says I don’t hate them just as much, if not more, than the Goddess?”

Rennard continued to stare, waiting for the man to sort out his thoughts, his precious blue eyes staring up as he did so. In the face of the gaze, Roman’s expression softened again, his free hand sliding behind his head to rub awkwardly against the back of his head. “I don’t think the Goddess intended to cause it to happen. But I think certain actions she did allowed it to happen.”

“So... It was an accident?” The kit questioned with a curious tilt of his head.

“Not... quite...” He answered with a complicated grunt.

“Does that mean you know what caused the Great Emasculation?” The boy’s eyes brightened, feeling like he was about to discover something important.

‘Tch. How could I tell you something that the Great Chloe couldn’t?” He dismissed the question with a moody chuckle.

Rennard frowned, trying to understand what the man was staying, as well as the peculiarities with his reaction. He had originally thought that Roman blamed the Goddess for failing in her duty to protect the world from disaster, but his ire sounded far more complicated than he had expected, and not at all superficial like he was expecting. Maybe it was due to what Kimi had told him last night...? Or maybe there was something else beneath the surface that Roman was refusing to elaborate on... But his answer seemed to imply Chloe would be in on it too...

His expression furrowed deeper, turning into a full pout. Was this one of those game story things where he’d have to get to a higher level to hear story shattering revelations!?

The older cat finally gave a lighter hearted chuckle when seeing the boy’s reaction to his answer, his lips twisting into an ever so subtle smile. “Anyway, let's get back on topic. Your Strength is going to be perpetually frozen at its current value due to your unaging body, but you still want to fight with a sword?”

“I guess...?” Rennard answered slowly. “Its not too bad. There’s some Benefits I’ve grabbed which help to give me an effective boost to the Stat that’ll continue to grow as I Level!”

“How effective is effective?”

“...About half a point every Level...” The kit answered, turning his gaze away with a cough.

“So about on par with most mages...” The Knight consoled slightly with a perusing hum. “Most sword mages I’ve heard tales of that started as a mage would invest in the Physical Stat growth to help them be a bit hardier, whilst leveling and fighting mostly as mages with some support spells on the side until they hit Level 20 and they can switch classes. That also allows them to learn their weapon skills much faster...”

“But who knows if that’s an option for you, considering your rather ‘unique’ Class and situation. Your combat talents might have to come primarily from your Benefit Choices and Skills. It's not an entirely unusual situation, plenty of profession classes are similar. Farmers used to get conscripted all the time in wars before the Great Emasculation, some basic familiarity with a spear and being drilled in formations still made them effective fighters with their Stats as a base...”

“But you’re lacking in the Stat department there... Fighting anything at your own Level would be an uphill battle...” 

“Well, let's put the sword to the side for now. How are your magic capabilities?” After a minute or so of rumbling, the knight finally asked another question.

“Ah... Not too much better, actually,” the kit replied with a sheepish smile. On the surface, it sounded like he was debating character builds with his friends back home again, workshopping and theorycrafting novel new approaches to build the ultimate PC possible. Except in this situation he was on the backfoot as a newbie, and they were talking about him, not some video or table top character he was making!

“I’ve picked up Fox Magic like Kimi, which gives me some illusion spells and Fox Fire, and I’ve also been granted some Miracles from the Goddess, but they’re only support spells... Things like Guidance and Cleanse Water, useful for navigating and surviving out in the woods, but not exactly useful in a fight... And my Intelligence and Spirit Growth is also about equivalent to my effective Strength...”

The older feline gave a slightly disparaging chuckle as he spoke. “So, the hero who’ll save the world is a sword-mage that isn’t effective at either the sword, or the magic parts of it, with a mixture of blessings which are also rather ineffective?”

“At this point, I’d recommend you to save up the money to have the Temple respecialize you... But I guess it's not too unexpected when going into things blind.” Roman added with another small smile. “Are there any Stats you do excel at?”

“Mmm... My Endurance doesn’t seem too bad... Just a bit low because of my age... Oh, and my Charisma grows pretty quickly!” Rennard replied, deciding not to mention the one stat he did min-max considering its lack of importance to fighting... Although who knew if there was something else like Strong of Seed which would scale with his Impregnation Chance instead...

“Mmm... Good Charisma, mixture of swordsmanship, magic, and miracles... Heh, you could always become a Priestess for your next class and try to become a Paladin at level 40—the Goddess hasn’t blessed any of those recently, but you might be an exception. A high Charisma and you can grab a Feat that would allow you to use Miracles with Charisma instead and blend those parts of your kit together nicely. Who knows, maybe there’s something similar for magic too to focus your Strengths across your diverse areas, but I don’t know it off hand.”

“Why a priestess and not a Priest?” Rennard huffed. Besides the next Class he’d have to take, Roman’s suggestion did seem to be pretty effective... Especially if he could find some offensive or buff oriented Miracles...

“There aren’t any Priests,” Roman explained simply with a shrug. “All who dedicate themselves to the Goddess, regardless of sex, are Priestesses. I suppose it would be a touch awkward with you being the only, well, proper male, but...”

“That’s not right,” Rennard frowned. “Sawyer became a Priest as his second class before we got separated...”

“Eh? Wasn’t that rabbit wanting to become a Knight like myself...? And became a Priest...?”

Roman seemed to be just as lost as Rennard for a second, before a hint of realization spread across his face. Rennard’s expression seemed to mirror his at that same moment, the kit remembering how Sawyer’s choices closely aligned with Roman’s suggestion!

“Sawyer was trying to become a Paladin!” The fox spoke with a grin. The discovery made him smile, relieved that the rabbit truly hadn’t given up on his dreams because of him, and merely had discovered a better path to pursue!

“But that doesn’t explain why he was able to become a Priest...” Rennard added a second later, furrowing his brow again.

Roman, for his part, just looked over the boy, seeming to be weighing his words before speaking... Before ultimately just offering a small smile. “Mmm.... Probably nothing to worry about much. He might have just discovered a trick to it...”

“Alright...” Rennard acquiesced, although the sleight pout made his opinion on being left out on the answer clear.

“Anyway... That’s my suggestion for your future build, but my experience is quite limited. The Temple might be able to give you better suggestions on paths to pursue. Besides, you still have to hit Level 20 anyway... Although it seems like you won’t be too far away on that matter.” The older feline knight resolved their talk with the statement.

“Mmm... You have to head off within the hour, yes? That’s not enough time for me to give you much more pointers, or to help you develop your swordsmanship skills further... But if you do come back this way, perhaps I’ll give you some training in the evening. Well, if I’m not too busy trying to feed your many lupine bastards with fish.”

Rennard’s cheeks momentarily flushed, not quite expecting his earlier request and the issues he had caused to be thrown back at him.

“Sorry again...” He replied with another sheepish grin, causing the older cat to give him a small, curt nod before beginning to turn away and back towards the hut.

“Ah, wait!” Rennard blurted out when he saw the direction the man was heading. Although he immediately regretted his statement as soon as the words left his maw.

Roman turned back to glance at him with a raised brow, waiting for the boy to explain himself.

The kit gulped, the intense pressure the Knight had put off earlier coming back to mind due to the skeptical glance being shot his way. He had gotten far too comfortable with the Knight over their conversation that he had, in that split moment, become comfortable enough to ask him if he wanted to breed... Now, he was thinking that making the offer would cause their relationship to sour again...

“Well, go on. You had something you wanted to say?” Roman turned around, staring down the kit with both eyes now, waiting for the stammering lad to speak further.

The half-naked fox kit swallowed again, taking a deep breath tainted with the man’s aroused scent... His mind spun, debating half a dozen different ways to start.

“Tch. Such an embarrassed boy is meant to be our Hero? Let alone the father to so many children...” Roman murmured openly, betraying the thoughts running through his mind with a sleight twist to a corner of his lips.

Not that that stopped him from putting on a good show, taking his sword back in his hands, resting the blade within the dirt so he could lean against the pommel and stare down at the lad. “Come on now, speak plainly boy. You won’t have the luxury of being so bashful in Carran.”

“Do you... Do you want... That is, I mean...” Rennard breathed out once more, calming the fear swelling in the back of his heart as best he could. His mind repeated a mantra, ‘It's not as scary as fighting the barghests, it's not as scary as fighting the barghests...’

Finally, his blue eyes, briefly displaying a look of defiance, stared up into the man’s steely gaze. “I want to try and give you a son.”

Roman was silent. His expression remained fixed on the boy standing in front of him, challenging the authority that he had summoned to speak and allowed doubt to gnaw at the youth’s heart. Finally, just as it looked like Rennard’s expression was on the verge of cracking, he finally answered with a dismissive scoff. “Oh? I’m certain you probably gave my wife a son already...”

“That’s not... I mean, probably, but... I mean, yeah they’re... But also...” The kit floundered again, not sure of how to tactfully express his thoughts, before finally deciding to just shake his head clear of the jumbled mess and start again.

“That’s different!” He ultimately decided to keep it simple. “They wouldn’t be the same as the son of a great warrior like you...”

“Besides...” Rennard continued with a more sheepish, and far more selfish explanation. “The experience of breeding a Level 30 Knight would be worth quite a bit of Experience... The Breeder class only gets experience from impregnating people... So if I want to get strong enough to protect myself and Kimi...”

Roman sneered playfully. “So I’m meant to let you fuck me out of mercy for your growth~?”

“That’s not what I meant!” Rennard blurted out again, tightening his grip upon his own sword as he did so. He had a rather bad feeling that he was going to need it soon.

“Oh, I’m sure it's not what you meant, but it's still the truth, isn’t it?” He snapped back. “Tell you what, kid... If you want to fuck me like you did my wife, I’ll make it a challenge.”

With a grin, the knight pulled the sword from the ground, lifting it up to bring its point towards the cub. “If you manage to best me in a duel, I’ll let you fuck me. Don’t worry, I’ll make certain you’re not too injured to get to Carran when you lose.”

‘Oh I definitely fucked up...’ The kit thought, trying to disarm the situation with a nervous smile. “Can... Can I refuse the challenge...?”

“Weren’t you the one that talked about how limited your practice was for raising your skills?” Roman shot back with a confident grin. “There was once a point in time when people would consider it an honor to cross blades with me... And I’ve thrown in the chance for you to fuck me out of it. You wouldn’t want to insult me by refusing such a charitable offer now, would you...?”

“Well... No, no...”

“Perfect,” the older cat towering over him retorted, settling into the same ‘ready’ stance he had seen the knight assume during his earlier practice. “Then I’ll give you the benefit of the first strike... Go on, hit me with everything you’ve got, magic included...”

Rennard was sure that this was going to end poorly... Although, however impossible the opportunity was, or however much it might have been held over his head to compel him to this duel, it was more of a chance to breed the warrior than he thought he had last night. Even if he didn’t get the opportunity today, it might be an opening for him to do so during their later meetings... He would no doubt be an even better trainer than Sawyer, too...!

“Okay.” Rennard did his best to brace for the pain that he knew was going to be coming soon, whilst resolving to leave as good of an impression upon the Knight as he could! The kit breathed out, copying the stance the adult in front of him assumed, holding aloft his shorter sword with both hands, whilst beneath his grip his nine-inch rod continued to twitch—the damn thing having remained at full mast all throughout their discussion due to the Chosen’s Duty activated by the fertile feline’s presence!

He put that Arousal brewing in the back of his mind aside, much like he had while practicing next to the man and during their talk. His bright blue eyes once more stared at the impossible task in front of him with defiance, his mind focusing on the warmth that was his mana, challenging it into his blade. The energy ignited into Fox Fire, a flaming blue sheathe swaying across the blunt weapon, then, as the seconds passed, his focus shaped the flames, condensing them into a sharp blue edge.

“Oh ho... An interesting use...” Roman murmured slightly, shifting his posture in preparation for the strike that was about to come.

Rennard didn’t disappoint. He didn’t expect to get more than one strike in before Roman took him to school, so he had to give it his all! He lifted the flaming blue sword up above his head as he charged forward, before, at the last moment, jumping into the air and swinging the sword down with all of his might!

“But...” The older warrior easily deflected the strike, and with a pivot of the weapon, deflected the boy’s strike, sending both the sword and the cub’s body falling backwards with the sudden shift in momentum.

Rennard fell back onto the ground with an oof. Before he could bounce back onto his feet, Roman was already on top of him, squeezing the breath from his young chest with a press of a foot against his sternum. Any further thought of resistance was quickly quelled when the older cat slammed his sword down into the dirt just a few feet away from the boy’s head, making the lad try to curl up into his open cloak as best he could.

“Such a technique might make up for the poor state of your weapon, but it takes far too much focus to use in combat effectively, to say nothing of its mana expenditure.” The Knight chastised, continuing as he kept just enough of his weight on the boy’s body to make each breath a struggle.

“Furthermore, you were far too invested in the free strike I gave you. You were also far too flashy with it... There were far more creative openings you might have used. Fox Magic comes with illusions, yes? You could have tried to misdirect me with them, or cover your strike, either would have had a higher chance of success than trying to overpower me with your flashiest move.”

“You also left yourself far too open... You fought to lose. Any fight, at least to begin with, should have the first two to three maneuvers already in mind. Instead, you put yourself in a situation where your direction could be completely controlled by me because you had no footing.”

“I get it, I get it...” The kit wheezed, reaching up to push against the knight’s foot, leaving his sword that had fallen several feet from his hands to lay where it had fallen. “Can I get up now, please, I give...”

“No.” Roman spoke simply, not providing an explanation for his answer for the first few seconds as he eyed the fallen cub—his brown eyes sweeping from his begging blues, down his lithe chest, and finally towards the damn source of his envy twitching dutifully from between the brat’s hips despite the precarious situation he was in.

“Just because I said that you had to beat me to fuck me didn’t mean I wasn’t going to take advantage of that if I won,” he finally answered with a toothy grin.

The kit was shocked, staring up completely aghast at the man as he began to undress—keeping his simple loose shirt on, whilst pulling down his pants to expose that needy, glistening wet pair of lips which seemed even needier than his wife’s.

“Tch, it shouldn’t be too shocking.” The cat grunted back, finally releasing the boy’s chest from his foot so that he could kick off his pants at last. Although Rennard wouldn’t get a moment to rest after the weight was removed before the adult kneeled down over his crotch, bringing his warm, throbbing shaft to brush along the knight’s entrance.

“I had to sleep all night smelling you. You do not know how much willpower it took to not ride you right then and there... Especially not after your wife decided to take advantage of you sleeping in with her maw... That damn, sultry vixen made sure to torment me with her glances the entire while...” The Knight grunted, keeping one hand on his sword stuck in the ground for purchase. His muscled, powerful thighs, meanwhile, began to lift his body up, dragging those swollen pink lips to nestle around his trickling point, answering the overwhelming heat of his depths with that hot tapered point.

“Y-Yeah, but... I thought you’d be too angry to...” Rennard continued, still looking slightly confused, even as his bright blue eyes stared at the eager sex tantalizing the start of his girth. His hips flexed, barely keeping his reflexes in check to not thrust upwards to greet that warm snatch for fear of upsetting the older male.

“Tch. Like I said, I am angry, and when it comes to you, envious. But what is abstaining going to do?” The man scoffed with a toothy grin. “In the end, I’ll still be pent up, the heat that’s been burning for the better part of a decade would remain unquenched, and I’d be left the sole person in my home needing to trade Chloe for Heat Relief potions... So I might as well use you as a stress outlet... After giving you a bit of a hard time to make you sweat...”

“Besides...” Roman threw in with one last sneer, “I’d have to potentially deal with my wife and daughter snickering behind my back and remembering your cock fondly on the occasion. Might as well include myself in there and not miss out...”

With that, the man’s hips finally swiveled down, slamming his lust-weeping cunt down over the impressive cub shaft without a hint of hesitation! The entire length of Rennard’s shaft was swallowed by those hungry lips in all but one motion, making the lad, an even the warrior riding him, shiver with a rush of pleasure—except whilst the boy’s pleasure rolled from his chest in a telling huff, Roman’s barely escaped his stoic expression with a subdued grunt.

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“I’ll say this... It certainly beats the toys...” The cat rumbled, licking his lips as he slowly pulled his hips back up, slowly retracting up over the swelling lobes of the boy’s knot, leaving those glands to tease against his labia without quite passing past—instead focusing on bouncing upon the youth’s girth with every sway of his hips thereafter!

Not that the kit minded, of course... His less than subtle whimpers and huffs of pleasure once again began to flow freely from his lips, leaving the knight to guide the tempo as he was all but used like a toy! The force crashing down upon his hips with every downwards grind of the Knight’s body wasn’t as powerful as the wyvern’s, but Rennard guessed that was entirely because of the fact that Roman was holding back—he had promised to make certain he could walk after their duel, after all...

That didn’t mean that Rennard was entirely passive. Even if his few thrusts and bucks to greet the man’s downward descent added little beyond teasing his forming knot against the other’s lips, his hands still had freedom of motion to wrap around the larger male’s hips. The dull claws crowning his young digits raked against the other’s body, feeling the power rippling through Roman’s legs with each of his motions, whilst his own feet clenched with his growing anticipation on the other side of his body.

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The first of Roman’s climaxes arrived quickly. After the first few bouncing rolls of his hips, he quickly seemed to get a handle on the boy’s shaft, quickly transitioning to using his endowed assets as if he was nothing more than a toy for the knight to use—scratching the magical angle that the man had long discovered over his many years exploring his new sex. His entrance writhed, seemingly just as powerful as the rest of his body, making the boy’s girth lurch and spasm as it was reflexively milked by the muscled stud’s nethers during his shivering release.

“I wouldn’t get off too quickly if I was you, brat,” he teased back with a grunt, his hips slowing for a second with the aftershock caused by the hill of bliss he had climbed, before dutifully slamming back down with the same hip-cratering tempo as before. “I’m going to ride you until I work out ten years of stress and frustration, so you better hold out until then.”

“Ah... Yes ser! It should be alright, I’ve had a wyvern ride me until it was satisfied earlier after all...” The cub blurted out, huffing as his small hands gripped tighter, as if that offered the boy any sort of security while most of his nine-inches were being driven in and out of the man’s sex at his frenzied pace!

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Although, truth be told, having to resist climaxing wasn’t something that the boy was very experienced at... Normally his goal was ‘as quickly and as frequent’ as possible to handle the sheer scope of his task! Nor did it help how quickly Roman’s cunt was driving him to that point, clenching over his young girth so well that Rennard found it hard to imagine this was the first cock he had actually ridden with his snatch. Every last fiber of the boy’s being wanted to recklessly charge forward and breed the source of the masculine, yet oh so fertile aroma above him...

“Hah...? Is that how Sawyer handled the wyvern contract? Or did you beat him to it?” The man chuckled as he shifted his stance, focusing on tormenting the boy further as he ground the youth’s tapered girth to grind along his most erogenous of spots—a mixture of his own excitement and the youth’s liberal spunk dripping down his flexing entrance in a fine, viscous layer along his length.

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There was that first flood of Experience... The only reason he got so close to his climax before his sputtering shaft, painting Roman’s walls with small rivulets of boy-pre, was purely because of the intensity the man was riding him, racing him to his peek almost before the first squirming wave of his young sperm could assail the adult’s long unanswered ovum!

The first flutter of pleasure and relief which spread from the cat’s loins momentarily took him back, giving some room for Rennard to compensate by rolling his hips upwards—even if he was meant to hold on, he was far too close to the peak to step back now!

“Ah! We... Handled it together. The wyvern should be nesting far away from you or anyone else now!” Rennard huffed, his momentary ‘advantage’ in the ride swiftly being brought to an end as Roman recovered, grinding back down to once again torment his knot with the bouncing lips that didn’t quite wrap around the swollen glands.

“Tch. You’re not wanting me to feed that beast and its bastards as well, are you?” The Knight scoffed in reply, blindly bouncing on the boy with complete disregard for how close he was drawing. Or, perhaps, considering this was the first shaft he had gotten the privilege to experience, completely unaware of what his demanding motions were bringing.

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At least, until, the boy’s balls could no longer hold back anymore! With a huffing groan, Rennard’s fingers dug as tightly as they could into the adult’s thighs, raking across his rippling muscles in a feeble attempt to pull his lips down to hilt his shaft. But, instead, Roman’s hips merely slowed, letting the youth’s knot flare angrily on the outside of his entrance, bloating in size to flaunt how large it would have grown to tie—pulsating with every shot of thick, virile boy spunk which were squeezed forth from his heavy balls scrunching against his sheath, erupting through his girth thereafter to splatter against the man’s walls!

The slow, messy trickle escaping from those lips to begin creeping down along the lad’s girth joined by the thicker seed, churned by the slow grind of the man as he rode out the boy’s climax to create long, messy shrinks of overflowing virility which stretched between their hips.

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Endurance Up! 16 -> 17!
Agility Up! 18 -> 19!
Intelligence Up! 14 -> 15!
Spirit Up! 12 -> 13!
Charisma Up! 24 -> 26!

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Virility Up! 28 -> 29!
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‘Already?’ The kit huffed, pleasantly surprised by the familiar notification of his Level Up and the flurry of stats which scrolled by his vision. He had just finished power leveling with the fish last night, he wasn’t expecting to get another Level so soon! Then again... That was probably the benefit of getting a three for one womb Experience boost from a Level 30...

“Already?” The Knight clicked his tongue in disappointment, momentarily lifting his seed-flooded lips up to almost pry off the spent shaft entirely—briefly allowing the cub the opportunity to admire the almost imperceptible growth he had experienced with his latest Conquest...

Only for the knight’s hips to slam back down, this time threatening to drive those hungry lips down over the boy’s knot! His cock had no choice but to throb obediently, belching another string of trapped seed against the walls to the feline’s well bred womb, as well as ensure that the length didn’t reverse in arousal despite the failure of his Enduring Lover to proc.

“Don’t look too surprised, I did tell you I wouldn’t be letting you go until I finally worked off this stress, didn’t I?” Roman replied with a chuckle, swiftly resuming his bouncing use of the younger boy’s body, even as each driving slam down caused the youth’s hips to sink ever so slightly further into the soft ground. “You should last longer this time... Probably just another round or two, and I’ll finally be satisfied enough to let you go...”

Rennard shivered, but it was hardly the first time he had been in this position... Defeat meaning he was used as a toy for eager, ovulating men and women just seemed to be one of the rules of this world, regardless of if it was from a random encounter, or a proper duel...

“Y-Yes Ser...” The boy who had considered himself a hopeful squire whined above the noisier, squelching bounces of the Knight’s cunt now that it was inundated with his cream.

He was also starting to wonder if the man’s earlier statement of ‘you have to leave in an hour’ was more a ‘you’ll be free to leave in an hour’...

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Objective: Deliver the Four Heat Relief potions to the fisher family further downriver. ✓
Bonus: Fertilize the salmon redds. ✓
Bonus: Breed the kitten girl, Juliana. ✓
Bonus: Breed the Knight-turned-Fisherman Roman and his wife Juliet. ✓

The Prince of the Woods
Objective: Unite the forest kobolds, the dryads, and the werewolf pack underneath your authority (1/3)
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Rennard wobbled slightly, still finding his footing after crawling out of the dirt from where Roman had piledrivered him into the dirt via his hips. His shaft, thoroughly limp and spent, had slowly retreated into his sheath—its current state hidden beneath his refastened cloak after a very brief trip to the river bank to wash up.

Kimi didn’t say anything, but Rennard could practically hear her silent laughter the entire while as they said their goodbyes to the family.

With all three of them bred, they had actually returned the Heat Relief potions that Chloe had given him to deliver, no longer needing the concoctions themselves after his ‘assistance’, as well as throwing in some rations to help him get through the day and a couple more, just in case they didn’t reach Carran tomorrow.

Juliana briefly tried to guilt the boy to stay, hugging onto her first friend tightly and refusing to let go until extracting a promise from the kit to visit. With a final round of good byes, and just before the sun reached the mid-way point of the sky, the duo were finally on their way—following the river’s flow towards the next target of their quest...

“You know, I’m surprised.” Juliet murmured sweetly to your husband as the sight of the pair was finally obstructed by the woods.

“How so?” Roman replied, well aware of what she was going to say already.

“I didn’t think you would let him... Well, take advantage of him,” she giggled with a laugh. “You’re typically far too proper, far too uptight and upstanding... Don’t get me wrong, I do love you for it... I’m just surprised everything worked out as well as it did...”

“I gave you a promise last night to consider it, didn’t I?” He barked back with a grunt. “I told the boy my reasons for doing it, too.”

“Those are all good reasons, yes... But not enough to sway my stubborn husband that nursed a grudge against the Goddess for ten years.” She countered, resting her head against the former warrior’s shoulders, casting a fond glance down at their daughter that was still pouting at Rennard’s departure.

With a resigned, weary sigh, Roman rubbed the back of his head before answering her question. “I suppose the boy reminded me of someone from back in my army days is all... It helped to get over my hang ups.”

“Mmm. A first love~?” She teased back, drawing a playful shove from the much stronger warrior.

“Enough of that. We have a lot of work to get started on... Sigh. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken up his offer, that’s another four kids to our soon to be very large family . We’ll have to hire help once we get near term, so you’ll have to plan a trip to Carran at some point... Tch, we might need to hire some help just to get more food too to feed those damned wolves of his... I swear, the cub’s a harsher taskmaster than my mentor...”", "pools_count": 1, "title": "My New Life As An Otherworldly Breeding Stud Chapter 22", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "1", "views": "206" }