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I'd love to do any commission if you're interested", "writing": "[center]· · 🐾 · ·[/center]\n\n[b]SHE TRIED TO[/b] RUN, BUT HER father bit her tail and pulled her back down to the ground.\n “No! Let me go!”\n [i]Why is this happening? I don’t understand, why?[/i] Tears rolled down her snout and onto the grass. She clawed at the ground.\n He leapt onto her, snatched her from behind, and wrapped his fur mass around hers.\n [center][i][b]Mrrrrowwrr![/b][/i][/center]\n Both cats thrashed and clawed, teeth snapping against each other. Squirrelpaw’s fur and Firestar’s scattered across the forest clearing. Her claws caught his face. He pulled away, then dove in again.\n Squirrelpaw swiped at his nose. She caught it, slicing it open. Blood dripped down her claws, staining them a bright red. Firestar jumped back, surprise flashing in his eyes.\n She stared at her father.\n “Don’t do this. You’re not a monster.”\n But it didn’t matter. A fat pink mast enveloped her. It was the only thing she could smell, the tom’s scent overpowering and musky and sweet.\n Firestar looked at her, green eyes flashing.\n “Squirrelpaw,” he meowed, and his voice sounded reasonable. \"You were meant to be punished.\n “What kind of apprentice leaves camp when she was ordered not to? What kind of warrior will she be?”\n The echos, the chirps of the birds and the chattering of the squirrels in the forest around them seemed to grow and intensify, isolating a she-cat and a tom alone in the middle of his territory.\n Her fur burned by the sun, and of darked-leaf green gaze of the Clan leader who sired her into this earth.\n “You can’t do this to me.” Squirrelpaw shook, her body quivering with rage, fear, and disbelief. “Sandstorm wouldn’t let you, and Leafpaw-”\n “I am the leader. They will understand.” Firestar snarled. The blood had begun to drip onto the forest floor, creating a stain beneath the ThunderClan tom. “I can’t let my daughters think that they’re more important than any other apprentice in the Clan.”\n “You’re only trying to satisfy yourself! You can’t do this!” She screeched. Her legs trembled, and her head felt dizzy. She had tried so hard to fight him off, but she couldn’t.\n He had been the strongest opponent she’d ever faced. And the worst part, was the nature. It was like a shadow was looming over, whispering to her. Seducing her to accept what he had in store.\n [i]This can’t happen. I’m his daughter. He can’t do this. It’s not right![/i]\n “I’m sorry it came to this, Squirrelpaw,” Firestar whispered. He began to pace around her, his orange pelt glowing a fiery red, and his green gaze fixed on her.\n She couldn’t look away. He was too strong, too menacing. She was terrified to try to fight back. She was trapped. There was no way she could run from this.\n Squirrelpaw looked around frantically for any chance to escape. And an answer was provided by StarClan. Her eyes focused on the shadows, moving forward, towards them, as the cats moved through the woods. They were the perfect cover. She could run.\n Squirrelpaw bolted.\n Rustles of leafs echoed from beneath, where her paws touched. Her ears flattened, and her shoulders pushed against the wind currents that blew through her fur. If she was fast enough, if she was brave enough. . .\n [center][i][b]Argh![/b][/i][/center]\n The weight of the cat slammed into her. His claws pierced the flesh of her back. Squirrelpaw was knocked down and thrown forward, slamming against the earth, her head smacked against a stone.\n Pain erupted from her forehead.\n “No!”\n Her eyes widened.\n Brambleclaw’s yellow gaze bore down at her, full of shock and disbelief. His mouth hung open. He had seen.\n “Firestar, what is the meaning—!”\n “I’m doing this to protect her, and our Clan.” The leader’s growled, his maw opened wide. “Squirrelpaw must be taught a lesson. . . . And you, and Leafpaw, will be next.”\n “That doesn’t mean you can do this to her! She’s your own kin!”\n “She is also a member of this clan, and has disobeyed me and her mentor many times.”\n Squirrelpaw was shaking.\n “Get off me!” she cried out.\n “I can’t,” Firestar whispered in her ears, his breath warm. He had her pinned.\n “You’re not a leader! You’re just a fox-heart! This is wrong! Stop! You don’t understand, it’s not fair! I haven’t done anything to deserve this!” She thrashed. Firestar held on.\n Brambleclaw stared at Firestar in confusion. “Firestar. . .what are you doing?”\n “I need to teach her a lesson,” he repeated. “And she is going to learn.”\n “She doesn’t want this. Let her go. You have no right to do this to her!”\n “I do.” His teeth snapped down, grabbing Squirrelpaw by her nape. He dragged her forward. Brambleclaw stepped out of the way, looking sick. Firestar kept dragging Squirrelpaw towards nowhere until. . . until her gaze above met her sister, Leafpaw.\n Leafpaw stared back with a terrified look in her eyes.\n “F-Father?” Leafpaw whispered, and then her gaze turned to the tom. “What are you doing with my sister?”\n “Leave,” Brambleclaw snapped.\n “—Stay, she needs to see this, so that she doesn’t repeat her sister’s mistakes.”\n Leafpaw didn’t leave. She watched her father, with wide eyes, her claws unsheathed and dug into the ground.\n Firestar’s scent grew more potent, filling the clearing with the scent of a male. Squirrelpaw was suddenly struck by how big her father was, and how suitable their frames were for one another, like they were made for this. [i]—No! No, no![/i] He was her father. That’s not how this works. It doesn’t work this way.\n Her father is her father. He was her leader, her mentor’s friend, her friend and the cat who had helped raise her.\n He couldn’t be her mate.\n “Father, please.” Squirrelpaw was crying now. Tears rolled down her face. “I don’t want your kits, please. Please don’t do this.”\n “Whose kits will you carry, if not mine? Dustpelt’s? Longtail’s? Brambleclaw’s?”\n “I’ll have Brambleclaw’s,” she mewed, not a change in her voice, no crackling, nothing. Because she didn’t think.\n Firestar snorted. “Is that so?”\n “Yes,” Brambleclaw interjected. “If she wants them. She is free to have my kits.”\n He seemed disgusted and horrified by Firestar’s behavior, even though he’d never spoken a word of it before.\n Squirrelpaw’s father glared at Brambleclaw.\n “Then why don’t you two go at it, and let her show me?”\n The she-cat gawked. The clearing grew quiet, save for a single bird chirping. Firestar glowered at the other warrior. Squirrelpaw could sense that Brambleclaw was about to argue.\n Firestar continued. “You said she was yours, correct? You would let her carry your kits. You would have her bear the next generation of warriors. Then go on. Show me. I’ll watch.”\n Brambleclaw looked at Leafpaw, telling her to leave with his eyes.\n But she didn’t move.\n Leafpaw just stared at them.\n [i]Tap—tap—tap.[/i] Her broken forepaw tapped into the fluffy brown warrior’s tail, a sign of affection. A sign that this is her mate, and she wanted him to claim her, right now, and save her.\n She looked into his amber eyes, pleading. He looked back into hers, with a look of sadness.\n “Aight,” He meowed.\n Brambleclaw approached Squirrelpaw. She could feel the warmth coming from him, his musk strong and thick in her nose. The feeling of her pelt brushing against his made her shiver. Brambleclaw nudged his nose against hers.\n “It’s okay,” he murmured. “I’m sorry. Just close your eyes.”\n The apprentice did so.\n The dark brown tabby was soon overtop her.\n [i]Great StarClan. I’m being mounted by Brambleclaw. He’s mounting me![/i]\n The thought made her want to squeal and squeal. This was her dream come true. She was going to be Brambleclaw’s, and Firestar couldn’t touch her anymore.\n A paw brushed against her backside, then claws dug into her flank. He lifted her tail, his chest brushing against her hind legs. She could feel the tip of his penis poking against her rear.\n Firestar’s voice rang in her ear. Squirrelpaw opened her eyes.\n Leafpaw crouched, their eyes met. The medicine cat apprentice had her rear end similarly lifted, as if in a mock-mounting. The apprentice was confused by that sight. What did Leafpaw was trying to say? That she wanted to be mounted, too?\n Brambleclaw paused, his body shaking, his cock pressed into her folds, and his front paws digging into the ground beside her head, his claws digging into the earth. She could hear the tom’s heartbeat as it raced in his chest, and feel the heat radiating from his pelt.\n “I’m so sorry,” he murmured in her ear. “I didn’t mean to make things worse. I didn’t know what he wanted.”\n “Shut it,” She murmured back. “I want this, too.”\n She wasn’t sure how long she could keep up with this lie.\n She could feel his cock pressing harder, and then she felt a pop as he penetrated her, his cock pushing into her, and his pelt brushing against hers.\n [center][i][b]Haa-rrr-rrrr. . .[/b][/i][/center]\n He pushed in deeper and deeper.\n “Stop,” Firestar ordered. “Get off.”\n Brambleclaw stopped. The tom’s penis was only a third-way inside of Squirrelpaw.\n “Brambleclaw. . .you have done well, to stop me from doing this to her.” He glared at Squirrelpaw, his gaze full of disappointment. “But this does not change my plans.”\n Brambleclaw held still, his hips trembling with tension, and Squirrelpaw could feel the heat radiating off his cock.\n “I will take her now. And I will have her bear my kits.”\n Squirrelpaw whimpered. She didn’t want this. She didn’t want her father to touch her. Now with her dream, the tom she really wanted.\n She wanted to stay with Brambleclaw, the tabby with his soft pelt, and the kind, understanding look in his eyes. The one who would protect her from anything, even their own father, and leader.\n “No,” Brambleclaw mewed. “No. She doesn’t want this. You can’t do this.” He looked at Squirrelpaw. “She’s your daughter.”\n The ginger tom snorted. “You’re right,” he meowed, looking back at Leafpaw. “I will do away with her, and have my way with her sister. She is more loyal, to me.”\n “Wha—” The brown apprentice’s jaw hung open.\n Squirrelpaw and Brambleclaw’s gazes turned to the other she-cat.\n Firestar stood over her, the tip of his pink erection dripping against the ground, a long, sticky thread trailing from it. “Come here,” he growled.\n “No!” Squirrelpaw gasped. “Stop it!” She squirmed under the brown warrior’s grasp, trying to get free, but Brambleclaw’s weight held her in place. “Leafpaw!”\n But the medicine cat was still staring at her sister. Her mouth hung open slightly, her breathing was shallow. Leafpaw looked dazed. As if the scene infront of her was a dream.\n “I don’t like it, either. But we can’t fight him. It’s impossible,” he meowed. “We will just have to endure it. We’re ThunderClan cats.”\n “No! Brambleclaw! You can’t let him take her! You can’t!”\n He sighed. “I can’t do anything. He’s stronger than me.”\n She looked at him with desperation in her eyes. She had to do something.\n “Brambleclaw, you can’t let him hurt her! He will hurt her! He’ll destroy her!” she pleaded.\n “I won’t,” Firestar said. “I promise. I will make this pleasurable, and not hurt her.”\n Leafpaw didn’t say anything.\n “Please!” Squirrelpaw pleaded.\n But she couldn’t move. She couldn’t fight. Brambleclaw wouldn’t budge.\n She watched as the leader, the cat she admired, and the father who had raised her and loved her, stepped towards her sister, his erection brushing the grass, leaving a trail of precum behind it, as he walked towards her.\n The tom lifted Leafpaw by her neck scruff, carrying her to the middle of the clearing. Her pelt was pale, as if she was scared. Leafpaw looked terrified. She had every right to be. Squirrelpaw wouldn’t be surprised if her sister fainted.\n “I’m going to mount you now,” Firestar said, setting her down.\n She stared up at her father. She couldn’t speak. She was shaking. The brown she-cat didn’t move as Firestar stood on his hindlegs, his cock dangling over his daughter’s backside, and his forelegs draped over Leafpaw’s back. He leaned forward, pressing down, and he began to lower his body. The medicine cat apprentice’s eyes widened, and her tail twitched, but she didn’t move away. She couldn’t.\n Squirrelpaw could hear the sound of her sister’s heart beating rapidly. She couldn’t do anything but watch.\n [center][i][b]Slam![/b][/i][/center]\n The tom slammed his weight into her sister. His cock slid right in, slipping past Leafpaw’s pussy lips. His daughter’s body jolted. Squirrelpaw watched as his hips began to pump back and forth. She was shocked that her father would do this to his own kit.\n [center][i][b]Haa—ah![/b][/i][/center]\n \n [center][i][b]Slam—Slam![/b][/i][/center]\n His thrusts sped up, his cock pounding into his own kin. Squirrelpaw could hear Leafpaw’s moans. They weren’t the usual mewls she heard when Leafpaw had been in pain. She sounded. . . pleasured. It made the ginger she-cat sick to her stomach.\n “Hrr-rrrr. . . .”\n The she-cat’s breath grew heavy. Squirrelpaw had no idea how much longer she would have to endure this. Firestar’s cock slid in and out of her sister’s pussy, his cock shining from Leafpaw’s wetness, the tip poking out of her entrance.\n [center][i][b]Sli-slip![/b][/i][/center]\n Firestar let out a deep groan as he thrust harder, and his daughter cried out in pain, her body quivering beneath him. Squirrelpaw’s fur bristled with rage.\n [i]That fox-heart![/i] she thought.\n The tom’s hips pumped faster, his cock plunging into Leafpaw’s pussy. Squirrelpaw couldn’t take this anymore. She had to do something. She tried to struggle free of Brambleclaw.\n “Let’s finish what we started, shall we? I will not let Firestar claim you,” Brambleclaw purred.\n The ginger tom didn’t notice. He kept fucking his own daughter.\n [center][i][b]Sli-sli-slip![/b][/i][/center]\n Brambleclaw began to pound into Squirrelpaw, his cock sinking into her, his balls slapping her rear.\n “Hrr—rrrrr!”\n The ginger she-cat felt the warrior’s thick, throbbing member inside of her. She was being stretched out. The feeling of Brambleclaw’s cock inside of her, was more than amazing.\n [i]Hrrr—ah![/i]\n Her legs buckled under her weight. Brambleclaw was fucking her. She could hardly keep herself together.\n [center][i][b]Hrrr—ahh![/b][/i][/center]\n His thrusts were getting harder, his cock ramming into her, and Squirrelpaw’s pussy tightening around him. His body shuddered.\n “Brambleclaw!” she gasped. “I can feel you cumming!”\n “Me too,” he replied, his cock twitching as it slid in and out. “I’m gonna. . . !”\n “Do it! Please!” Squirrelpaw pleaded, her body tensing.\n He let out a loud yowl, and she felt his warm seed flood into her.\n [center][i][b]Splurt—splurt—splurt![/b][/i][/center]\n The tom kept pounding into her, his cock spilling out more of his cum.\n [center][i][b]Spurt![/b][/i][/center]\n He slammed his cock all the way in, his knot swelling, locking him inside her.\n “Rrr-rrrr,” Brambleclaw panted. His cock continued to twitch and squirt cum, the rest of his cum spilling onto the ground. He was breathing hard, and his body shook.\n “Oh, Brambleclaw. . . .” she murmured.\n She felt amazing, she was filled with her dream warrior’s cum. Her pussy tightened around him.\n “I’m sorry, Squirrelpaw.” Brambleclaw whispered. “I couldn’t let Firestar do this. You have a great future ahead of you. I had to protect you, from him.”\n “Thank you,” she purred, resting her head against her paws.\n “Leafpaw,” the leader mewed.\n Squirrelpaw looked up, to see Leafpaw, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her father had passed out ontop of her, his penis still buried inside her. It was a pitiful sight.\n “I can’t believe this,” Brambleclaw muttered. He sounded ashamed and angry. “He’s our leader.”\n “Let’s get them home,” she mewed. “I’ll carry Leafpaw. She is my sister.”\n “And I’ll carry Firestar,” Brambleclaw meowed. “I can’t believe I let him get away with this.”\n “Don’t worry about it. We can discuss it with Sandstorm. Maybe she can talk to him, make sure he stops.”\n “I don’t think it’s going to work, but it’s worth a try,” Brambleclaw replied. He looked down at Firestar, who had passed out, and then at Leafpaw. “She didn’t fight him, at all.”\n “I know,” Squirrelpaw meowed. She wanted to ask him what he thought of the fact, but she decided against it.\n “Let’s get back to camp,” he meowed. He leaned down and bit into Firestar’s scruff, and dragged his leader away.\n Squirrelpaw bit down on Leafpaw’s scruff. She dragged her sister’s unconscious body behind her. “Don’t worry, Leafpaw. We’re going home.” The scent of Brambleclaw’s cum in her pussy, gave her the strength she needed.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
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SHE TRIED TO RUN, BUT HER father bit her tail and pulled her back down to the ground.
      “No! Let me go!”
      Why is this happening? I don’t understand, why? Tears rolled down her snout and onto the grass. She clawed at the ground.
      He leapt onto her, snatched her from behind, and wrapped his fur mass around hers.
      
Mrrrrowwrr!

      Both cats thrashed and clawed, teeth snapping against each other. Squirrelpaw’s fur and Firestar’s scattered across the forest clearing. Her claws caught his face. He pulled away, then dove in again.
      Squirrelpaw swiped at his nose. She caught it, slicing it open. Blood dripped down her claws, staining them a bright red. Firestar jumped back, surprise flashing in his eyes.
      She stared at her father.
      “Don’t do this. You’re not a monster.”
      But it didn’t matter. A fat pink mast enveloped her. It was the only thing she could smell, the tom’s scent overpowering and musky and sweet.
      Firestar looked at her, green eyes flashing.
      “Squirrelpaw,” he meowed, and his voice sounded reasonable. "You were meant to be punished.
      “What kind of apprentice leaves camp when she was ordered not to? What kind of warrior will she be?”
      The echos, the chirps of the birds and the chattering of the squirrels in the forest around them seemed to grow and intensify, isolating a she-cat and a tom alone in the middle of his territory.
      Her fur burned by the sun, and of darked-leaf green gaze of the Clan leader who sired her into this earth.
      “You can’t do this to me.” Squirrelpaw shook, her body quivering with rage, fear, and disbelief. “Sandstorm wouldn’t let you, and Leafpaw-”
      “I am the leader. They will understand.” Firestar snarled. The blood had begun to drip onto the forest floor, creating a stain beneath the ThunderClan tom. “I can’t let my daughters think that they’re more important than any other apprentice in the Clan.”
      “You’re only trying to satisfy yourself! You can’t do this!” She screeched. Her legs trembled, and her head felt dizzy. She had tried so hard to fight him off, but she couldn’t.
      He had been the strongest opponent she’d ever faced. And the worst part, was the nature. It was like a shadow was looming over, whispering to her. Seducing her to accept what he had in store.
      This can’t happen. I’m his daughter. He can’t do this. It’s not right!
      “I’m sorry it came to this, Squirrelpaw,” Firestar whispered. He began to pace around her, his orange pelt glowing a fiery red, and his green gaze fixed on her.
      She couldn’t look away. He was too strong, too menacing. She was terrified to try to fight back. She was trapped. There was no way she could run from this.
      Squirrelpaw looked around frantically for any chance to escape. And an answer was provided by StarClan. Her eyes focused on the shadows, moving forward, towards them, as the cats moved through the woods. They were the perfect cover. She could run.
      Squirrelpaw bolted.
      Rustles of leafs echoed from beneath, where her paws touched. Her ears flattened, and her shoulders pushed against the wind currents that blew through her fur. If she was fast enough, if she was brave enough. . .
      
Argh!

      The weight of the cat slammed into her. His claws pierced the flesh of her back. Squirrelpaw was knocked down and thrown forward, slamming against the earth, her head smacked against a stone.
      Pain erupted from her forehead.
      “No!”
      Her eyes widened.
      Brambleclaw’s yellow gaze bore down at her, full of shock and disbelief. His mouth hung open. He had seen.
      “Firestar, what is the meaning—!”
      “I’m doing this to protect her, and our Clan.” The leader’s growled, his maw opened wide. “Squirrelpaw must be taught a lesson. . . . And you, and Leafpaw, will be next.”
      “That doesn’t mean you can do this to her! She’s your own kin!”
      “She is also a member of this clan, and has disobeyed me and her mentor many times.”
      Squirrelpaw was shaking.
      “Get off me!” she cried out.
      “I can’t,” Firestar whispered in her ears, his breath warm. He had her pinned.
      “You’re not a leader! You’re just a fox-heart! This is wrong! Stop! You don’t understand, it’s not fair! I haven’t done anything to deserve this!” She thrashed. Firestar held on.
      Brambleclaw stared at Firestar in confusion. “Firestar. . .what are you doing?”
      “I need to teach her a lesson,” he repeated. “And she is going to learn.”
      “She doesn’t want this. Let her go. You have no right to do this to her!”
      “I do.” His teeth snapped down, grabbing Squirrelpaw by her nape. He dragged her forward. Brambleclaw stepped out of the way, looking sick. Firestar kept dragging Squirrelpaw towards nowhere until. . . until her gaze above met her sister, Leafpaw.
      Leafpaw stared back with a terrified look in her eyes.
      “F-Father?” Leafpaw whispered, and then her gaze turned to the tom. “What are you doing with my sister?”
      “Leave,” Brambleclaw snapped.
      “—Stay, she needs to see this, so that she doesn’t repeat her sister’s mistakes.”
      Leafpaw didn’t leave. She watched her father, with wide eyes, her claws unsheathed and dug into the ground.
      Firestar’s scent grew more potent, filling the clearing with the scent of a male. Squirrelpaw was suddenly struck by how big her father was, and how suitable their frames were for one another, like they were made for this. —No! No, no! He was her father. That’s not how this works. It doesn’t work this way.
      Her father is her father. He was her leader, her mentor’s friend, her friend and the cat who had helped raise her.
      He couldn’t be her mate.
      “Father, please.” Squirrelpaw was crying now. Tears rolled down her face. “I don’t want your kits, please. Please don’t do this.”
      “Whose kits will you carry, if not mine? Dustpelt’s? Longtail’s? Brambleclaw’s?”
      “I’ll have Brambleclaw’s,” she mewed, not a change in her voice, no crackling, nothing. Because she didn’t think.
      Firestar snorted. “Is that so?”
      “Yes,” Brambleclaw interjected. “If she wants them. She is free to have my kits.”
      He seemed disgusted and horrified by Firestar’s behavior, even though he’d never spoken a word of it before.
      Squirrelpaw’s father glared at Brambleclaw.
      “Then why don’t you two go at it, and let her show me?”
      The she-cat gawked. The clearing grew quiet, save for a single bird chirping. Firestar glowered at the other warrior. Squirrelpaw could sense that Brambleclaw was about to argue.
      Firestar continued. “You said she was yours, correct? You would let her carry your kits. You would have her bear the next generation of warriors. Then go on. Show me. I’ll watch.”
      Brambleclaw looked at Leafpaw, telling her to leave with his eyes.
      But she didn’t move.
      Leafpaw just stared at them.
      Tap—tap—tap. Her broken forepaw tapped into the fluffy brown warrior’s tail, a sign of affection. A sign that this is her mate, and she wanted him to claim her, right now, and save her.
      She looked into his amber eyes, pleading. He looked back into hers, with a look of sadness.
      “Aight,” He meowed.
      Brambleclaw approached Squirrelpaw. She could feel the warmth coming from him, his musk strong and thick in her nose. The feeling of her pelt brushing against his made her shiver. Brambleclaw nudged his nose against hers.
      “It’s okay,” he murmured. “I’m sorry. Just close your eyes.”
      The apprentice did so.
      The dark brown tabby was soon overtop her.
      Great StarClan. I’m being mounted by Brambleclaw. He’s mounting me!
      The thought made her want to squeal and squeal. This was her dream come true. She was going to be Brambleclaw’s, and Firestar couldn’t touch her anymore.
      A paw brushed against her backside, then claws dug into her flank. He lifted her tail, his chest brushing against her hind legs. She could feel the tip of his penis poking against her rear.
      Firestar’s voice rang in her ear. Squirrelpaw opened her eyes.
      Leafpaw crouched, their eyes met. The medicine cat apprentice had her rear end similarly lifted, as if in a mock-mounting. The apprentice was confused by that sight. What did Leafpaw was trying to say? That she wanted to be mounted, too?
      Brambleclaw paused, his body shaking, his cock pressed into her folds, and his front paws digging into the ground beside her head, his claws digging into the earth. She could hear the tom’s heartbeat as it raced in his chest, and feel the heat radiating from his pelt.
      “I’m so sorry,” he murmured in her ear. “I didn’t mean to make things worse. I didn’t know what he wanted.”
      “Shut it,” She murmured back. “I want this, too.”
      She wasn’t sure how long she could keep up with this lie.
      She could feel his cock pressing harder, and then she felt a pop as he penetrated her, his cock pushing into her, and his pelt brushing against hers.
      
Haa-rrr-rrrr. . .

      He pushed in deeper and deeper.
      “Stop,” Firestar ordered. “Get off.”
      Brambleclaw stopped. The tom’s penis was only a third-way inside of Squirrelpaw.
      “Brambleclaw. . .you have done well, to stop me from doing this to her.” He glared at Squirrelpaw, his gaze full of disappointment. “But this does not change my plans.”
      Brambleclaw held still, his hips trembling with tension, and Squirrelpaw could feel the heat radiating off his cock.
      “I will take her now. And I will have her bear my kits.”
      Squirrelpaw whimpered. She didn’t want this. She didn’t want her father to touch her. Now with her dream, the tom she really wanted.
      She wanted to stay with Brambleclaw, the tabby with his soft pelt, and the kind, understanding look in his eyes. The one who would protect her from anything, even their own father, and leader.
      “No,” Brambleclaw mewed. “No. She doesn’t want this. You can’t do this.” He looked at Squirrelpaw. “She’s your daughter.”
      The ginger tom snorted. “You’re right,” he meowed, looking back at Leafpaw. “I will do away with her, and have my way with her sister. She is more loyal, to me.”
      “Wha—” The brown apprentice’s jaw hung open.
      Squirrelpaw and Brambleclaw’s gazes turned to the other she-cat.
      Firestar stood over her, the tip of his pink erection dripping against the ground, a long, sticky thread trailing from it. “Come here,” he growled.
      “No!” Squirrelpaw gasped. “Stop it!” She squirmed under the brown warrior’s grasp, trying to get free, but Brambleclaw’s weight held her in place. “Leafpaw!”
      But the medicine cat was still staring at her sister. Her mouth hung open slightly, her breathing was shallow. Leafpaw looked dazed. As if the scene infront of her was a dream.
      “I don’t like it, either. But we can’t fight him. It’s impossible,” he meowed. “We will just have to endure it. We’re ThunderClan cats.”
      “No! Brambleclaw! You can’t let him take her! You can’t!”
      He sighed. “I can’t do anything. He’s stronger than me.”
      She looked at him with desperation in her eyes. She had to do something.
      “Brambleclaw, you can’t let him hurt her! He will hurt her! He’ll destroy her!” she pleaded.
      “I won’t,” Firestar said. “I promise. I will make this pleasurable, and not hurt her.”
      Leafpaw didn’t say anything.
      “Please!” Squirrelpaw pleaded.
      But she couldn’t move. She couldn’t fight. Brambleclaw wouldn’t budge.
      She watched as the leader, the cat she admired, and the father who had raised her and loved her, stepped towards her sister, his erection brushing the grass, leaving a trail of precum behind it, as he walked towards her.
      The tom lifted Leafpaw by her neck scruff, carrying her to the middle of the clearing. Her pelt was pale, as if she was scared. Leafpaw looked terrified. She had every right to be. Squirrelpaw wouldn’t be surprised if her sister fainted.
      “I’m going to mount you now,” Firestar said, setting her down.
      She stared up at her father. She couldn’t speak. She was shaking. The brown she-cat didn’t move as Firestar stood on his hindlegs, his cock dangling over his daughter’s backside, and his forelegs draped over Leafpaw’s back. He leaned forward, pressing down, and he began to lower his body. The medicine cat apprentice’s eyes widened, and her tail twitched, but she didn’t move away. She couldn’t.
      Squirrelpaw could hear the sound of her sister’s heart beating rapidly. She couldn’t do anything but watch.
      
Slam!

      The tom slammed his weight into her sister. His cock slid right in, slipping past Leafpaw’s pussy lips. His daughter’s body jolted. Squirrelpaw watched as his hips began to pump back and forth. She was shocked that her father would do this to his own kit.
      
Haa—ah!

      
      
Slam—Slam!

      His thrusts sped up, his cock pounding into his own kin. Squirrelpaw could hear Leafpaw’s moans. They weren’t the usual mewls she heard when Leafpaw had been in pain. She sounded. . . pleasured. It made the ginger she-cat sick to her stomach.
      “Hrr-rrrr. . . .”
      The she-cat’s breath grew heavy. Squirrelpaw had no idea how much longer she would have to endure this. Firestar’s cock slid in and out of her sister’s pussy, his cock shining from Leafpaw’s wetness, the tip poking out of her entrance.
      
Sli-slip!

      Firestar let out a deep groan as he thrust harder, and his daughter cried out in pain, her body quivering beneath him. Squirrelpaw’s fur bristled with rage.
      That fox-heart! she thought.
      The tom’s hips pumped faster, his cock plunging into Leafpaw’s pussy. Squirrelpaw couldn’t take this anymore. She had to do something. She tried to struggle free of Brambleclaw.
      “Let’s finish what we started, shall we? I will not let Firestar claim you,” Brambleclaw purred.
      The ginger tom didn’t notice. He kept fucking his own daughter.
      
Sli-sli-slip!

      Brambleclaw began to pound into Squirrelpaw, his cock sinking into her, his balls slapping her rear.
      “Hrr—rrrrr!”
      The ginger she-cat felt the warrior’s thick, throbbing member inside of her. She was being stretched out. The feeling of Brambleclaw’s cock inside of her, was more than amazing.
      Hrrr—ah!
      Her legs buckled under her weight. Brambleclaw was fucking her. She could hardly keep herself together.
      
Hrrr—ahh!

      His thrusts were getting harder, his cock ramming into her, and Squirrelpaw’s pussy tightening around him. His body shuddered.
      “Brambleclaw!” she gasped. “I can feel you cumming!”
      “Me too,” he replied, his cock twitching as it slid in and out. “I’m gonna. . . !”
      “Do it! Please!” Squirrelpaw pleaded, her body tensing.
      He let out a loud yowl, and she felt his warm seed flood into her.
      
Splurt—splurt—splurt!

      The tom kept pounding into her, his cock spilling out more of his cum.
      
Spurt!

      He slammed his cock all the way in, his knot swelling, locking him inside her.
      “Rrr-rrrr,” Brambleclaw panted. His cock continued to twitch and squirt cum, the rest of his cum spilling onto the ground. He was breathing hard, and his body shook.
      “Oh, Brambleclaw. . . .” she murmured.
      She felt amazing, she was filled with her dream warrior’s cum. Her pussy tightened around him.
      “I’m sorry, Squirrelpaw.” Brambleclaw whispered. “I couldn’t let Firestar do this. You have a great future ahead of you. I had to protect you, from him.”
      “Thank you,” she purred, resting her head against her paws.
      “Leafpaw,” the leader mewed.
      Squirrelpaw looked up, to see Leafpaw, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her father had passed out ontop of her, his penis still buried inside her. It was a pitiful sight.
      “I can’t believe this,” Brambleclaw muttered. He sounded ashamed and angry. “He’s our leader.”
      “Let’s get them home,” she mewed. “I’ll carry Leafpaw. She is my sister.”
      “And I’ll carry Firestar,” Brambleclaw meowed. “I can’t believe I let him get away with this.”
      “Don’t worry about it. We can discuss it with Sandstorm. Maybe she can talk to him, make sure he stops.”
      “I don’t think it’s going to work, but it’s worth a try,” Brambleclaw replied. He looked down at Firestar, who had passed out, and then at Leafpaw. “She didn’t fight him, at all.”
      “I know,” Squirrelpaw meowed. She wanted to ask him what he thought of the fact, but she decided against it.
      “Let’s get back to camp,” he meowed. He leaned down and bit into Firestar’s scruff, and dragged his leader away.
      Squirrelpaw bit down on Leafpaw’s scruff. She dragged her sister’s unconscious body behind her. “Don’t worry, Leafpaw. We’re going home.” The scent of Brambleclaw’s cum in her pussy, gave her the strength she needed.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Squirrelpaw x Brambleclaw x Leafpaw x Firestar", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "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" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "5" }