Moogle Village Rites ________________ “Only a few more days till the ceremony my little girl,” a tall, fox-like creature with white fur, two red wings folded against his back, and an orange pom hanging from his head, smirked at a smaller version of himself. The muscular moogle stared down at his younger brother Rai’ke, admiring the smaller male’s red pom and pink hair bow. “Rin!!!!” The little girl whined, looking up at the larger male. “I don’t want to go!” “You know the law, it’s your turn to be judged like everyone before you,” Rin growled as he reached down hooking a finger through a metal ring in the girl’s cock. “You know what to call me,” the male frowned, yanking on the piercing. “Yes, DADDY!” The girl howled, as she was dragged forward by her “clit”. She knew it was punishment time and she hated it. “Muzzle open little bitch,” Rin ordered the sissy as he let go, leaving his little “sis”, crumpled in front of him. Lifting her head, the sissy mog opened her muzzle as her daddy moaned. Soon she had a thick canine shaped member pointed at her face, just as she had done every morning for the past five years. With a whimper the little sissy opened her muzzle only to be rewarded a stream of foul piss. The younger mog’s ears folded as she swallowed, taking in her brother’s urine till it dribbled down her chin. “That's a good girl,” Rin smirked as he withdrew his member, wiping the excess dribbles on the smaller male’s neck fur. “Go wash up and get dressed!” “Yes, daddy” Rai’ke whined as he scooted his way to the washroom. With the door closed he slumped against the wall sobbing, tears staining the floor. Rai’ke after minutes of crying and rubbing his eyes dragged himself over to the sink. He sighed as he splashed the cool water over his muzzle and face. Cupping a pawful of the refreshing water Rai’ke brought it up to his mouth and rinsed the vile taste of moogle piss away. Once refreshed the moogle washed his pom and readjusted the bow in his hair. He felt embarrassed being treated like a girl but it was the only life he knew. Ever since their parents passed, his older brother had inherited the title of Family Head. He seemed to enjoy torturing Rai’ku rather than help prepare for the Worthy Male Ceremony. The next several days passed quietly for Rai’ke, he hardly saw his older brother. That only made the younger mog more nervous, it meant he was busy with his head duties. On the day of the Worthiness Ceremony, Rai’ke was left on his own to dress himself in the traditional ceremonial garb. His paws trembled as he removed the bow from his hair, he felt sad as he set it on the bed. He just didn’t feel the same without it on. Next off was his dress, he pulled it over his head and laid it out neatly over his chair. The mog looked himself over in the mirror, blushing softly. His little pierced dick barely peeked out of its sheath. Looking at the door first, the mog pulled his sheath back to admire his short black cock. He ran a paw over the three inch pecker murring softly as he tugged his little knot playfully. With a gentle sigh he cupped his pouch, feeling the firm balls between his paws. “At least you two will pass,” Rai’ke moaned as he gently rubbed his average sized package before putting on the traditional feathered headband. He turned to see his brother standing in the doorway. “Rin!” The moogle gasped, covering his privates. “Rai’ke, you ready?” Rin asked, ignoring the younger male’s embarrassment. “Yeah,” Rai’ke smiled weakly. “Alright, get your ass downstairs,” Rin growled. “I want my little sis to arrive on time. The elders are waiting." The older male smirked as he turned to leave. “Yes, daddy,” Rai’ke sighed, following behind his older brother. Rin led him to the balcony overlooking the entire village. A large crowd of mog’s were gathered, all dressed in their ceremonial garb. Rai’ke’s eyes nervously darted around the crowd, he felt very tiny among such a gathering of his tribe. He unconsciously grabbed a hold of Rin’s arm, trying to feel safer. The older moogle smirked at his brother’s nervousness. “It’s okay little sis,” Rin patted the smaller male’s head. "When it is all over we'll find you a good home.' Rin teased his brother as he pointed to the center of the village. Already there was a line of mogs who had come of age waiting. Each male was dressed just as Rai’ke was, naked except for a feathered headband. The number and color of feathers denoted, his ears fell as he realized his fate. Rai'ke's headband only bore three feathers, dull in color and small in size. It was obvious, he was the smallest of the mogs awaiting their fate. Rin gave the smaller male a soft tug, leading Rai'ke back inside and down the stairs. Rai'ke smiled as the pair passed the small shrine to their parents before he was pushed out the front door. "Have a good time little sis." Rin said before closing the door. Rai'ke sighed giving his modest home a quick look before heading off to join the other males in line. With a quick glance around he could see some of the other males were uncomfortable by the event. The mogs couldn't help but to look at each other, as they stood in the cool breeze. "Hey, buddy,'' another male moogle whispered to him. Rai'ke looked over at the chocolate colored mog, his headband had twice the number of feathers as his own. Sneaking a look past the friendly male's paws he gasped, the male's dick was proudly exposed. Even semi-soft, it was larger than his own ridiculously small member. Rai'ke could feel his own cock shrinking in shame. "Oh hi, Sai'tal," Rai'ke smiled, trying to look more confident than he felt. "I'm just so nervous," Sai'tal sighed, "I feel like I'm gonna be sick." "Don't worry Sai'tal, your father is the leader of the village. You'll be fine," Rai'ke tried to comfort the other male. "Yeah, I guess, but what if I'm not worthy?" Sai'tal moaned, his pom sagged as the male before him stepped onto the stage. "Guess I'm next," The larger moogle sighed as he mounted the stage. Rai'ke's heart sank as he watched the previous male march off the stage with a look of relief and joy. "He must have passed," Rai'ke whispered to the space where his friend had been. Moments later loud cheers and a triumphant hoot from Sai'tal confirmed the male's success. Rai'ke sighed, looking down at his own crotch. He watched as his neglected member seemed to be almost nonexistent. "Hey, don't worry, it'll be alright," Rai'ke turned to see the friendly face of Sai'tal. "I'm sure you'll pass." "I don't think so," Rai'ke frowned, feeling the tears well up in his eyes as he slowly mounted the steps. His small paws clutched over his groin. "Rai'ke you have come to age. It is now time for your judgment. Will you become a worthy male of the clan or will you remain forever like a child." The village chief, a tall chocolate mog with wings as big as Rai'ke's head and an equally impressive pom, declared in front of the whole assembled village. Rai'ke struggled to stand proudly but the sight of his brother stepping on the stage behind the chief made him quite nervous. He gulped and prepared to recite the ceremonial passage his father taught him. "I am Rai'ke. I stand before my elders and my fellow kin to be judged worthy of passing into adulthood." His paws trembled, exposing his sheath and his small member as he continued. "May my future virility and fertility bring honor to my home and family." "And so it is," The chief continued, "For your future virility and fertility to bring honor to your home and family, Rai'ke, you must become a man. Your sheath must be pulled back and your member judged." "Yes," Rai'ke trembled as he struggled to stay standing, as the tall male knelt before him and tugged his short sheath back. The chief gasped as Rai'ke's three-inch-member was exposed. "I find you unworthy of entering adulthood," The chief bellowed as he rose. A collective gasp from everyone but two filled the air as Rin stepped forward holding a ceremonial cord and knife. "Do you accept this judgment?" The chieftain asked the younger male. "Yes I accept my judgment," Rai'ke gulped. His face was flush with shame as Rin approached him. "I'm not good enough," Rai'ke gulped, eyeing his brother. "My penis has to be the offering to the village, in order to preserve the strength of our family." Rai'ke's ears and tail drooped as he stared at the cord dangling from his brother's paw. "I will cut off his embarrassment," Rin said, pulling the cord tight before kneeling before the younger male. "As is your right as the remaining head of family." The chief nodded, stepping back so the assembled mogs could watch the proceeding event. A mix of sympathetic whimpers and excited cheers rang out from the crowd as Rin ran his paw over Rai'ke's sheath. "This brings me so much joy," Rin whispered as he wrapped a finger through the ring on Rai'ke's penis. Even though it was stretched and pulled, the mog's penis was only four inches long at most. Rai'ke hung his head as his older brother Rin, now according to law, had become his father. "Please can I touch it one last time?" Rai'ke whispered back as Rin looped the cord behind the small black knot. Rai'ke let out a soft whimper as it was pulled tight enough to bite into the flesh of his member. Rin stepped back and sneered as he turned towards the gathered villagers. "As Rai'ke's father I hereby declare that Rai'ke is no longer worthy of even being called a male. From this moment forward her name will simply be Rai. She is to be treated no different than any of your daughters." Rim lifted the knife high into the air, the blade glinting a deep red with the setting sun. A roar rose from the crowd as Rin turned to face his daughter. To his amusement and horror Rai had a paw wrapped around her member and was making lewd motions. "Ohh!" She moaned as she desperately attempted to spill her seed one last time. While the moogle society cannot be called prudish, there are some customs that are just not meant to be broken. Masturbating while your penis is about to be removed in front of everybody, in one of the most important ceremonies, is definitely high on that list. "She sullies the ceremony!" a chubby mog shouted from his balcony. The five feathers in his head band showed he was from a noble family of high status. A loud mutter spread throughout the assembled tribe. Some agreed with the complaint while a minority wished for Rai to continue. Rin, always prepared, shouted back, "She hasn't yet!" Rin knew he had to act fast before Rai divided the village. He gave the chief a glance and curiously the old male was content, watching silently on how this drama would play out. The moogle turned his attention back towards Rai and slapped her paws. "Ah!" Rai whined softly before looking down at her throbbing toy cock. The flesh was cool to the touch and it was dripping pre. She looked up just as Rin hooked a finger in the ring once again. "Wait!" Rai whimpered as the blade was pressed behind the knot. "Please? I'll do anything!!" Rin glanced at the crowd as he pulled the knife upwards. Rai let out a shriek as the sharp stone knife easily sliced through the thin flesh till it hit the girl's baculum. The crowds fighting calmed as Rai's scream drew their attention. Drops of blood stained the stage as the village chief walked behind the screaming girl. "Hush, it will be over soon." He whispered to the terrified girl as he held her in place, wrapping a paw around her muzzle. "Finish the ceremony." he commanded in a firm voice to Rin. Rin nodded as he pulled harder on the ring, scraping the knife on the bone. Rai squirmed and sobbed into the chief's paw as her member was torn from her. A soft pop and a moment later it was over. Rin held his daughter's stiff cock high for all to see. The ritual was complete. Rai passed out and was carried off stage by the village chief. When she woke several days later the solemn face of Rin greeted her. "Morning daughter." Rin grinned as he spoke. The way her brother twisted the word daughter sent shivers down her spine. The older moogle turned away as he stopped at the door. "Get dressed. You have a visitor." "A visitor?" Rai asked as she pulled the warm blanket off and swung her legs till her paws touched the floor. "Yeah, a husband." Rin spat out as he left the room leaving Rai standing there in shock. "A husband?" She mouthed while getting dressed. She only briefly explored her empty sheath before the still healing pain forced her to resume pulling her soft panties up. She finished with a small dress and a matching hair bow. "Ah there she is. As pretty as you claimed she was." A fat coyote exclaimed as Rai walked down the stairs. The beast was tall. Nearly a head above the chief moogle standing next to him. His pelt was dark and covered in scars. It seemed at one point the creature was quite the brawler but now just fat in his old age. "As I said she is the most amiable wife you will find in this village. Extremely obedient and perfect in bed." The old mog smirked as Rin gave a pouting look. Rai smiled for the chief, her heart fluttering out of her chest. "The Village wants me gone?" Ran through her mind as she sat next to her future mate. As the chief and the coyote were chatting, Rai learned that she was set up for a political marriage. Even if she had been of worthy size as the only eligible hybrid in the village she would have failed the ceremony anyways. The yote was named RaKaTail, and was the leader of a large city of warriors. It was also custom to send him a bride every five years to continue a century-long alliance. "So it's agreed, then? Then the truce will last for five more years?" The chief asked as Rai sat still as a stone. "Yes, I am pleased." The male nodded as he grinned, bearing his sharp fangs. "Even if my bride used to be a male." The female shivered at the sight of the coyote’s maw and the way the larger male looked at her. "I'll stay the night here and tomorrow we will leave. Right wife?" The large coyote turned to Rai as he placed a large greasy paw on her head. "Yes, husband." The terrified moogle responded with a squeak. "Very well then enjoy your bride." The chief stood and took his leave as Rin watched with quiet jealous rage. After a tense dinner the new couple retired to Rai’s chambers as Rin was left to clean up the mess.