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A version of this was actually my first piece with Amanda, but I felt I needed to introduce her place in society first, so now it is Part 5.", "writing": "“Present Arms!” An ancient sea tortoise shouted wearing only a sky blue sash and beret with the sigil of the Royal Westercrest Defense Force.\n\nThe lineup of naked cubs on the beach mostly looked back and forth to each other until one of the older cubs, an iguana, put his arms forward, palms up. Soon all the others were doing the same.\n\nThe tortoise laughed weakly. “Never gets old. Anyway, welcome to your first day in Her Majesty's service. You are all adults in Her eyes and have chosen, as adults, to defend our people. You have many years of training ahead of you as you prove to us what responsibilities and privileges you are ready for.”\n\nThe tortoise gestured up the mountain behind the cubs, pointing specifically to a balcony built from the back end of an ornate wooden ship. All but one of the cubs recognized the balcony from their royal transport cards. “Nearly three hundred years ago, after a passionate night in Her stateroom, I swore to Her that I would guide up our cub adults in our defense, so I have, and so I shall. Ahh, but who am I?”\n\nThe tortoise took a couple of steps and a half turn posing with one foot up on a rock as ey looked off across the ocean. “I am Sir Nbunknataga, Admiral of Her Majesty’s Armada, Grand General of the Royal Westercrest Defense Cadet Corp. But everyone just calls me, Admiral, Sir Tag or Nataga.” \n\nAs Sir Tag turned around ey saw a fox kit with her hand held high. Tag nodded to her, “Yes, Union Cadet, you have a question?”\n\nAmanda looked a little puzzled. Prince Halkin had assured her no one would be told of her origin or her royal heritage. She put her hand down and stammered a moment unsure of how to say what she was thinking.\n\nThe tortoise cocked eir head then gave a nod of realization before pointing out, “Oh, for the rest of you, in Union schools they hold up a hand to ask permission from their teachers to ask a question. I trust the rest of you learned to ask your questions directly when appropriate. Union fox, er, Cadet Farfield, your question?”\n\nThe young vixen wiggled her toes nervously in the sand in front of her pack. “Um, why do they call you Sir when you are clearly a lady?”\n\nSir Tag nodded, “An expert on reptilian genitals, are you? And were any of you wondering that?”\n\nThe iguana spoke up, “I was, sorta.” A couple of other heads nodded.\n\n“Very well. In most militaries ‘Sir’ denotes a status of some kind, Knighthood in our case, rather than gender. I could go by the antiquated… that means old, the old term of ‘Dame’ for female knights, but Dame Tag just doesn't work as well. Far to Preußen for my tastes, and I never liked much about them, not that you would have ever learned about the pre-Alliance empires I used to fight. If you insist on using a gendered title then I insist it be the full Dame Nbunknataga. Any problem with that, Union Cadet?”\n\n“No, Sir. I was just wondering.” Amanda Farfield looked at how casual the others were in their nudity and decided to lower her arms. She thought to herself, Joining a few others she sat down on her pack as they listened to the Admiral. She’d never actually gotten a chance to see what was in it, but it was heavier than her school bag. Yet, when secured, the harness made that weight feel almost natural, made it feel ‘right’ somehow.\n\nSir Tag gestured grandly to a dock some distance from the island proper. “Our first training post. Everyone stretch and get your packs on. It's mostly a run, but at this level of tide and your height, some of it is a swim. Get used to that, you will be swimming a lot in Her Service, and often with more weight than those packs.\n\n“Let’s see, older cadets. Cadet Shull, make sure all packs are secure. Cadets Witicker and Holin, make sure everyone gets through the water safely, Cadet Takri, keep everyone together. Bonuses if you all arrive at the dock before I do. Demerits for anyone there if I arrive and someone is missing. Move out.”\n\nAmanda slipped on her pack, secured the waist belt and chest strap, and then secured her tail. Her adoptive father would be proud of how his training that previous night paid off. When the Koala wearing a pack labeled 'Shull' stepped up to inspect her straps he gave her a surprised nod and a thumbs up.\n\nAmanda looked across the sandy shole, twisting away from the beach like a tentacle reaching into the ocean. As she stretched she dug deep and repeated her mother's mantra, “This is who I want to be. This is what I choose to do. It is up to me to be the me I want to be. It IS up to ME to be the me I WANT to be.”\n\nAmanda took a deep breath and bolted past the Admiral toward the dock. When she hit the shallows she kept her steps high just like running through the tires at her neighborhood playground. \n\nAs the water grew deeper she could hear someone calling to her, but she was focused and determined. She sunk down to start swimming and found her pack lifting her up. She tried to just keep swimming but every time her pack was above water it pushed her down and when it was below water it pulled her up.\n\nAmanda tried out a couple of the strokes she'd learned in school but nothing was really working. Finally, she rolled over on her back and found the pack kept her basically at the surface. Kicking her way toward the dock she looked back and saw the Admiral still walking slowly behind the other cubs.\n\nAmanda climbed up onto her feet as she neared the next beach and saw the others were having a tough time with their packs. She looked back and forth between the cubs and the dock torn between winning and helping. Finally, she turned and kept running for the dock.\n\nUsing what she'd learned getting across the next stretch of water was easy, but her conscience weighed heavier than her pack. She sat down with just one more stretch of water to go.\n\n*bzzzzzing!*\n\nThe sound from her pack set all her fur on edge.\n\n*bzzzzzing!*\n\nAmanda removed her pack and opened it to find the source of the noise. Inside was an old fashion phone sitting atop a plastic bag that filled the entire pack. Amanda wondered for just a moment how the old phone was still dry, and how it fit in the full pack.\n\n*bzzzzzing!*\n\nShe picked up the earpiece and placed it up to her ear. Speaking into the mic on the base she answered, “H-hello?”\n\nSir Tag’s voice asked, “I'm curious, Union Cadet, what do you think a demerit is?”\n\nAmanda looked back across the sholes and couldn't see the Admiral anywhere. “Uh, like, a badge for doing something good. But, how can it be good to leave my team behind? They don't know how to swim with the pack, I could go tell them, but… I really want to do good here, and a badge would show my dad I made the right choice to do this job. And… I don't know what to do Sir Tag. I wanted to impress you and dad, but they need me. They need to know.”\n\nAmanda put down the old phone and ran back into the water. She was surprised to find that it was harder swimming without the pack than with. It didn't take too long for her to meet up with the other cubs.\n\nShe quickly showed them how she used the pack to help instead of hinder their swimming. At times the taller cadets helped pull smaller ones along the water's surface by floating on their packs, but that was as close to the solution as any of them had gotten. Together they were finally making good time, and the Admiral was still nowhere to be seen.\n\nA leopard, Cadet Holin picked up Amanda’s pack as they passed it. He called out to her, but she was helping a mouse learn to swim with the pack himself so no one would have to pull him across anymore.\n\n“Farfield! You need your pack. Amanda! It keeps you safe! Union!” His shouting finally caught her attention just as she felt something move past her leg. \n\nIn a jolt, she was below the water. Pulled under by her ankles and tail. She held her breath as she was dragged along the soft sand out toward the edge of the jetty. It wouldn't be long before she hit deep water. She wanted to cry out but didn't dare give up her air.\n\nHands gripped her own, then held her wrists and arms, pulling her back high enough to breathe. In response, her captor coiled further up her legs for a better grip. Amanda finally knew what a tug-of-war rope felt like, not a sensation she’d ever wanted to know. The cubs managed to pull her head above water as they fought for the rest of her.\n\nCadet Holin, holding her by one shoulder, apologized. “I'm sorry I didn't get you your pack in time. Nothing we can do now till it’s done.”\n\nAmanda looked around at the cubs all around her, confused, even as the tentacles climbed further up her legs.\n\nCadet Witiker, a purple serval, leaned in from the other side, “It feels weird, but you will be OK. I've been through it before, a couple times. Just, um, try to relax, and don't wiggle too much or we might drop you. That, that would be bad.”\n\nAmanda tried to remain still but her words were still jumbled in fear. “What is? What weird? This thing?”\n\nWitiker cooed softly, “No no, it's common. Relax. It's safe as long as they don't drag you down. It can even feel good if you let it. I said, you know, ‘if.’ And, this isn't rape, exactly, it's just an animal, doing what it does. It didn't choose anything.”\n\nJust as Amanda was about to stammer out more questions she finally felt the answer. Tentacles suddenly held at her waist as others stroked along her little mound and between her buttcheeks. She thrashed her arms and kicked her legs.\n\n“Can someone get her pack on? It's a lot easier to hold up with the harness.”\n\n“Don't wiggle, relax.”\n\nAmanda wasn't paying attention to anyone. As a tentacle pressed into her ass she screamed out and arched her back. This gave someone just enough room to slip her pack under her.\n\n“Guess she never did anal,” Witiker commented. “My little brother loves my ass, so I wasn't surprised when they went in there. Was surprised by the eggs, though.”\n\nThe mouse cadet climbed onto Amanda’s chest and secured her pack’s straps. The others grabbed her harness just as they were losing grip of her thrashing arms.\n\nAs her sphincter relaxed the pain subsided. Amanda started to feel the pleasure past the pain, quickly followed by a note of shame. Her Paramore, her adoptive father, hadn't done this with her yet, always said she was too small. She moaned out softly as a tentacle rubbed hundreds of little nodules across her pussy lips and clit.\n\nAmanda tried to pull her hands over her eyes but found them held by cadets keeping her above water. She cried and moaned together as tentacles drove into her from both sides.\n\nA portion of her thought drifted back, away from the beach, back in time and across the world. She found herself in her mother's room, her old room.\n\nA stranger lay in her mother's bed. The big grey wolf was her adoptive dad, but this was even before that. She was following his scent, a pleasing thing she didn't understand. The closer she got the more her body tingled.\n\nEven as the tentacles ravaged her body, she could feel the joy of that night just a few months back. The intoxication of his musk. The intrigue of sneaking in. The shock of being caught when her mother woke up to see her little vixen sucking off her new boyfriend in his sleep. \n\nAmanda’s shame fled as she remembered that night and her mother's words. “Look at me, Amanda. Never fear your pleasure. It is nothing to shame or be ashamed of. But consent is important too. If you want him to do that with you then you need to ask him. I can't do that for you.”\n\nShe remembered looking up to her mother, she remembered the look of concerned pride telling her everything was going to be OK. “But mom, you don't ask. You just grab and lick them. And guys grab you.”\n\nThe tentacles dug deeper, finally wriggling their way into Amanda's womb and stomach. She was babbling nonsense as the tentacles fucked her silly.\n\nIn her memory, her mom nodded, “Yes, I suppose that is all you've seen. But we already agreed it was OK any time we wanted. We also know to stop if they say to. I guess you’ve seen me say stop and they didn't. I'm sorry, bad role model. Thing is, we use a safe word.”\n\nThe tentacles swelled inside of her causing her to scream out in both pleasure and pain as they stretched her.\n\n“If we really want the other to stop we say ‘pineapple.’” Amanda remembered how her mom often joked with her boyfriends whenever they ordered pineapple pizza, but she'd never understood the joke till that night. “If we want to reassure them to keep going we say ‘green.’\n\nA flood of goo and orbs spilled into Amanda from front and back. They slowly pushed her belly to its limit, and then just beyond, the shape of the eggs barely visible.\n\nAs her waking mind broke and blanked out Amanda was left with only her memory. She poked at the stranger, her dad-to-be. “Will, um, would…,” He sat up and looked at the two naked vixens, both of their nethers wet for him and their eyes pleading. “Please have the sex with me like you did with mommy. I know the safewords. I want it and mommy said I could ask.”\n\nChad looked down at his own wet cock. “Did you …? She…? Well, I guess, if it's your idea. You are choosing this, no one’s making you do it?” She shook her head. “Well, your mom did say you were from Westercrest, so I guess this is normal to you. This your first time?”\n\nAmanda nodded and shook her head. “I used my fingers, and a hairbrush. I just got so tingly listening to mom and her boyfriends. I want you to grab my chest like that, but I don't have boobs.”\n\nChad smiled and lifted her up. “OK, well, let's start with the basics. You already used your hands and mouth to get me hard, so we'll skip that.” He sat her down backwards just above his cock so she could lean back against his abs. \n\nWith two fingers he gently rubbed each of her nipples up and down her body stopping at the top pair. “These raisins are fine as they are. Maybe some of them will grow out like your mom's, maybe they won't. Either way, they are wonderful.”\n\nChad felt up her body stroking across broad swaths of flesh with a delicate and firm touch. “Sex isn't just about your pussy and a cock. The whole body is capable of pleasure. Maybe your mom could help demonstrate, if you ask her.”\n\nAmanda shook her head. “No, I just want you right now. But, I don't mind if she makes you feel good while you make me feel good.” She reached down and took hold of his cock trying to push it into herself, the rod slipping side to side against her sopping mound.\n\nChad almost laughed. “Well, you weren't kidding when you said your daughter picks what she wants and goes for it. I bet nothing will stand in her way for long.” He lifted her up and let her guide him in as he slowly lowered her down onto his slick pole. She held her breath as his tip popped in. “Damn, she’s tight.”\n\nAmanda gasped and looked back. Seeing her mother tenderly stroking his chest and kissing his neck Amanda wiggled her hips and breathed out the word, “Green.”\n\n“Only two brood mothers this time, hmm?”\n\nAmanda blinked and shielded her eyes from the high sun peeking through cracks in the boards above as she woke in a hammock. \n\nAdmiral Tag walked up the stairs to the dock to join them. “Well done, well done. You all made it here before me, so one gold bonus each. These old bones just don't walk as fast as they used to, I guess. I watched how you all worked together. No demerits need to go against anyone’s record. You don't want demerits to reduce any merits you earn. And good idea scouting ahead Union, but next time, put your pack back on before reporting your findings to the others. The pack has scent markers that keep most of our defenses from attacking you.”\n\nThe tortoise walked over to a control panel and picked up a radio mic. “All clear, bring her in.” She then turned back to the cadets. “You know, I've been a broodmother for these anemones several times myself. Ohho, that's an understatement. I've probably birthed half the island's defense network over the centuries.”\n\nShe walked over to Amanda and a tiger boy in another hammock. Stroking a hand over his bloated belly Tag continued. “Some people enjoy it, others don't, but either way, know that you are giving birth to the animals that protect our islands in ways we can't. Our enemies always fight them, and that makes the animals hostile. We let them breed and they let us pass. The scent markers in your pack reduce the chances you will be selected for breeding, which generally leaves us free to operate as we need.”\n\nA lovely old ship sailed around one of the outcroppings and approached the dock. “Cadets, prepare to move the mothers. For the next six months, you will be training aboard my first ship. Well, she’s a replica, rebuilt to my exacting standards, with a couple minor improvements. When I started the Jarcinian was the only military vessel in my fleet. \n\n“If you prove yourselves worthy you will each be assigned to one of our three hundred patrol ships. If you want to join our air force then I suggest you work your way from there to our aircraft carrier, the Vice. Otherwise, we have land and submarine specializations, as well as the special research division, or you can stay in our general armada.”\n\nWith the Jarcinian docked the existing crew put on jetpacks and flew off to the royal mountain.\n\nSir Tag walked aboard ship. “Ahh, it's good to be back. But before she leaves again you will need to learn every rope, sheet, and plank on her. Our six months starts once you can pull her safely out of this cove be that next week or next year. In either case, for your young bodies, the eggs will only take a couple days to hatch, should be a bit of bliss when they do. And let’s try not to have any more breeding sessions, the reef is well populated and you can’t get much done while brooding.\"\n\nAmanda stroked her bloated belly as the Admiral approached. Witiker peered in and asked, \"Amanda, what does 'green pineapple' mean? You kept shouting 'green pineapple' after the first eggs went in.\"\n\nSir Tag smirked, \"I guess this isn't Cadet Union's first time being filled after all.\"\n\nAmanda weakly looked up to the wise old tortoise returning her own smirk as her fingers traced egg lumps in her belly. \"Well, I am an adult in Her eyes.\"\n\n\"Fair enough.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“Present Arms!” An ancient sea tortoise shouted wearing only a sky blue sash and beret with the sigil of the Royal Westercrest Defense Force.

The lineup of naked cubs on the beach mostly looked back and forth to each other until one of the older cubs, an iguana, put his arms forward, palms up. Soon all the others were doing the same.

The tortoise laughed weakly. “Never gets old. Anyway, welcome to your first day in Her Majesty's service. You are all adults in Her eyes and have chosen, as adults, to defend our people. You have many years of training ahead of you as you prove to us what responsibilities and privileges you are ready for.”

The tortoise gestured up the mountain behind the cubs, pointing specifically to a balcony built from the back end of an ornate wooden ship.  All but one of the cubs recognized the balcony from their royal transport cards. “Nearly three hundred years ago, after a passionate night in Her stateroom, I swore to Her that I would guide up our cub adults in our defense, so I have, and so I shall. Ahh, but who am I?”

The tortoise took a couple of steps and a half turn posing with one foot up on a rock as ey looked off across the ocean. “I am Sir Nbunknataga, Admiral of Her Majesty’s Armada, Grand General of the Royal Westercrest Defense Cadet Corp. But everyone just calls me, Admiral, Sir Tag or Nataga.”

As Sir Tag turned around ey saw a fox kit with her hand held high. Tag nodded to her, “Yes, Union Cadet, you have a question?”

Amanda looked a little puzzled. Prince Halkin had assured her no one would be told of her origin or her royal heritage. She put her hand down and stammered a moment unsure of how to say what she was thinking.

The tortoise cocked eir head then gave a nod of realization before pointing out, “Oh, for the rest of you, in Union schools they hold up a hand to ask permission from their teachers to ask a question. I trust the rest of you learned to ask your questions directly when appropriate. Union fox, er, Cadet Farfield, your question?”

The young vixen wiggled her toes nervously in the sand in front of her pack. “Um, why do they call you Sir when you are clearly a lady?”

Sir Tag nodded, “An expert on reptilian genitals, are you? And were any of you wondering that?”

The iguana spoke up, “I was, sorta.” A couple of other heads nodded.

“Very well. In most militaries ‘Sir’ denotes a status of some kind, Knighthood in our case, rather than gender. I could go by the antiquated… that means old, the old term of ‘Dame’ for female knights, but Dame Tag just doesn't work as well. Far to Preußen for my tastes, and I never liked much about them, not that you would have ever learned about the pre-Alliance empires I used to fight. If you insist on using a gendered title then I insist it be the full Dame Nbunknataga. Any problem with that, Union Cadet?”

“No, Sir. I was just wondering.” Amanda Farfield looked at how casual the others were in their nudity and decided to lower her arms. She thought to herself, <This is my home now. These are my people. This is normal here.> Joining a few others she sat down on her pack as they listened to the Admiral. She’d never actually gotten a chance to see what was in it, but it was heavier than her school bag. Yet, when secured, the harness made that weight feel almost natural, made it feel ‘right’ somehow.

Sir Tag gestured grandly to a dock some distance from the island proper. “Our first training post. Everyone stretch and get your packs on. It's mostly a run, but at this level of tide and your height, some of it is a swim. Get used to that, you will be swimming a lot in Her Service, and often with more weight than those packs.

“Let’s see, older cadets. Cadet Shull, make sure all packs are secure. Cadets Witicker and Holin, make sure everyone gets through the water safely, Cadet Takri, keep everyone together. Bonuses if you all arrive at the dock before I do. Demerits for anyone there if I arrive and someone is missing. Move out.”

Amanda slipped on her pack, secured the waist belt and chest strap, and then secured her tail. Her adoptive father would be proud of how his training that previous night paid off. When the Koala wearing a pack labeled 'Shull' stepped up to inspect her straps he gave her a surprised nod and a thumbs up.

Amanda looked across the sandy shole, twisting away from the beach like a tentacle reaching into the ocean. As she stretched she dug deep and repeated her mother's mantra, “This is who I want to be. This is what I choose to do. It is up to me to be the me I want to be. It IS up to ME to be the me I WANT to be.”

Amanda took a deep breath and bolted past the Admiral toward the dock. When she hit the shallows she kept her steps high just like running through the tires at her neighborhood playground.

As the water grew deeper she could hear someone calling to her, but she was focused and determined. She sunk down to start swimming and found her pack lifting her up. She tried to just keep swimming but every time her pack was above water it pushed her down and when it was below water it pulled her up.

Amanda tried out a couple of the strokes she'd learned in school but nothing was really working. Finally, she rolled over on her back and found the pack kept her basically at the surface. Kicking her way toward the dock she looked back and saw the Admiral still walking slowly behind the other cubs.

Amanda climbed up onto her feet as she neared the next beach and saw the others were having a tough time with their packs. She looked back and forth between the cubs and the dock torn between winning and helping. Finally, she turned and kept running for the dock.

Using what she'd learned getting across the next stretch of water was easy, but her conscience weighed heavier than her pack. She sat down with just one more stretch of water to go.

*bzzzzzing!*

The sound from her pack set all her fur on edge.

*bzzzzzing!*

Amanda removed her pack and opened it to find the source of the noise. Inside was an old fashion phone sitting atop a plastic bag that filled the entire pack. Amanda wondered for just a moment how the old phone was still dry, and how it fit in the full pack.

*bzzzzzing!*

She picked up the earpiece and placed it up to her ear. Speaking into the mic on the base she answered, “H-hello?”

Sir Tag’s voice asked, “I'm curious, Union Cadet, what do you think a demerit is?”

Amanda looked back across the sholes and couldn't see the Admiral anywhere. “Uh, like, a badge for doing something good. But, how can it be good to leave my team behind? They don't know how to swim with the pack, I could go tell them, but… I really want to do good here, and a badge would show my dad I made the right choice to do this job. And… I don't know what to do Sir Tag. I wanted to impress you and dad, but they need me. They need to know.”

Amanda put down the old phone and ran back into the water. She was surprised to find that it was harder swimming without the pack than with. It didn't take too long for her to meet up with the other cubs.

She quickly showed them how she used the pack to help instead of hinder their swimming. At times the taller cadets helped pull smaller ones along the water's surface by floating on their packs, but that was as close to the solution as any of them had gotten. Together they were finally making good time, and the Admiral was still nowhere to be seen.

A leopard, Cadet Holin picked up Amanda’s pack as they passed it. He called out to her, but she was helping a mouse learn to swim with the pack himself so no one would have to pull him across anymore.

“Farfield! You need your pack. Amanda! It keeps you safe! Union!” His shouting finally caught her attention just as she felt something move past her leg.

In a jolt, she was below the water. Pulled under by her ankles and tail. She held her breath as she was dragged along the soft sand out toward the edge of the jetty. It wouldn't be long before she hit deep water. She wanted to cry out but didn't dare give up her air.

Hands gripped her own, then held her wrists and arms, pulling her back high enough to breathe. In response, her captor coiled further up her legs for a better grip. Amanda finally knew what a tug-of-war rope felt like, not a sensation she’d ever wanted to know. The cubs managed to pull her head above water as they fought for the rest of her.

Cadet Holin, holding her by one shoulder, apologized. “I'm sorry I didn't get you your pack in time. Nothing we can do now till it’s done.”

Amanda looked around at the cubs all around her, confused, even as the tentacles climbed further up her legs.

Cadet Witiker, a purple serval, leaned in from the other side, “It feels weird, but you will be OK. I've been through it before, a couple times. Just, um, try to relax, and don't wiggle too much or we might drop you. That, that would be bad.”

Amanda tried to remain still but her words were still jumbled in fear. “What is? What weird? This thing?”

Witiker cooed softly, “No no, it's common. Relax. It's safe as long as they don't drag you down. It can even feel good if you let it. I said, you know, ‘if.’ And, this isn't rape, exactly, it's just an animal, doing what it does. It didn't choose anything.”

Just as Amanda was about to stammer out more questions she finally felt the answer. Tentacles suddenly held at her waist as others stroked along her little mound and between her buttcheeks. She thrashed her arms and kicked her legs.

“Can someone get her pack on? It's a lot easier to hold up with the harness.”

“Don't wiggle, relax.”

Amanda wasn't paying attention to anyone. As a tentacle pressed into her ass she screamed out and arched her back. This gave someone just enough room to slip her pack under her.

“Guess she never did anal,” Witiker commented. “My little brother loves my ass, so I wasn't surprised when they went in there. Was surprised by the eggs, though.”

The mouse cadet climbed onto Amanda’s chest and secured her pack’s straps. The others grabbed her harness just as they were losing grip of her thrashing arms.

As her sphincter relaxed the pain subsided. Amanda started to feel the pleasure past the pain, quickly followed by a note of shame. Her Paramore, her adoptive father, hadn't done this with her yet, always said she was too small. She moaned out softly as a tentacle rubbed hundreds of little nodules across her pussy lips and clit.

Amanda tried to pull her hands over her eyes but found them held by cadets keeping her above water. She cried and moaned together as tentacles drove into her from both sides.

A portion of her thought drifted back, away from the beach, back in time and across the world. She found herself in her mother's room, her old room.

A stranger lay in her mother's bed. The big grey wolf was her adoptive dad, but this was even before that. She was following his scent, a pleasing thing she didn't understand. The closer she got the more her body tingled.

Even as the tentacles ravaged her body, she could feel the joy of that night just a few months back. The intoxication of his musk. The intrigue of sneaking in. The shock of being caught when her mother woke up to see her little vixen sucking off her new boyfriend in his sleep.

Amanda’s shame fled as she remembered that night and her mother's words. “Look at me, Amanda. Never fear your pleasure. It is nothing to shame or be ashamed of. But consent is important too. If you want him to do that with you then you need to ask him. I can't do that for you.”

She remembered looking up to her mother, she remembered the look of concerned pride telling her everything was going to be OK. “But mom, you don't ask. You just grab and lick them. And guys grab you.”

The tentacles dug deeper, finally wriggling their way into Amanda's womb and stomach. She was babbling nonsense as the tentacles fucked her silly.

In her memory, her mom nodded, “Yes, I suppose that is all you've seen. But we already agreed it was OK any time we wanted. We also know to stop if they say to. I guess you’ve seen me say stop and they didn't. I'm sorry, bad role model. Thing is, we use a safe word.”

The tentacles swelled inside of her causing her to scream out in both pleasure and pain as they stretched her.

“If we really want the other to stop we say ‘pineapple.’” Amanda remembered how her mom often joked with her boyfriends whenever they ordered pineapple pizza, but she'd never understood the joke till that night. “If we want to reassure them to keep going we say ‘green.’

A flood of goo and orbs spilled into Amanda from front and back. They slowly pushed her belly to its limit, and then just beyond, the shape of the eggs barely visible.

As her waking mind broke and blanked out Amanda was left with only her memory. She poked at the stranger, her dad-to-be. “Will, um, would…,” He sat up and looked at the two naked vixens, both of their nethers wet for him and their eyes pleading. “Please have the sex with me like you did with mommy. I know the safewords. I want it and mommy said I could ask.”

Chad looked down at his own wet cock. “Did you …? She…? Well, I guess, if it's your idea. You are choosing this, no one’s making you do it?” She shook her head. “Well, your mom did say you were from Westercrest, so I guess this is normal to you. This your first time?”

Amanda nodded and shook her head. “I used my fingers, and a hairbrush. I just got so tingly listening to mom and her boyfriends. I want you to grab my chest like that, but I don't have boobs.”

Chad smiled and lifted her up. “OK, well, let's start with the basics. You already used your hands and mouth to get me hard, so we'll skip that.” He sat her down backwards just above his cock so she could lean back against his abs.

With two fingers he gently rubbed each of her nipples up and down her body stopping at the top pair. “These raisins are fine as they are. Maybe some of them will grow out like your mom's, maybe they won't. Either way, they are wonderful.”

Chad felt up her body stroking across broad swaths of flesh with a delicate and firm touch. “Sex isn't just about your pussy and a cock. The whole body is capable of pleasure. Maybe your mom could help demonstrate, if you ask her.”

Amanda shook her head. “No, I just want you right now. But, I don't mind if she makes you feel good while you make me feel good.” She reached down and took hold of his cock trying to push it into herself, the rod slipping side to side against her sopping mound.

Chad almost laughed. “Well, you weren't kidding when you said your daughter picks what she wants and goes for it. I bet nothing will stand in her way for long.” He lifted her up and let her guide him in as he slowly lowered her down onto his slick pole. She held her breath as his tip popped in. “Damn, she’s tight.”

Amanda gasped and looked back. Seeing her mother tenderly stroking his chest and kissing his neck Amanda wiggled her hips and breathed out the word, “Green.”

“Only two brood mothers this time, hmm?”

Amanda blinked and shielded her eyes from the high sun peeking through cracks in the boards above as she woke in a hammock.

Admiral Tag walked up the stairs to the dock to join them. “Well done, well done. You all made it here before me, so one gold bonus each. These old bones just don't walk as fast as they used to, I guess. I watched how you all worked together. No demerits need to go against anyone’s record. You don't want demerits to reduce any merits you earn. And good idea scouting ahead Union, but next time, put your pack back on before reporting your findings to the others. The pack has scent markers that keep most of our defenses from attacking you.”

The tortoise walked over to a control panel and picked up a radio mic. “All clear, bring her in.” She then turned back to the cadets. “You know, I've been a broodmother for these anemones several times myself. Ohho, that's an understatement. I've probably birthed half the island's defense network over the centuries.”

She walked over to Amanda and a tiger boy in another hammock. Stroking a hand over his bloated belly Tag continued. “Some people enjoy it, others don't, but either way, know that you are giving birth to the animals that protect our islands in ways we can't. Our enemies always fight them, and that makes the animals hostile. We let them breed and they let us pass. The scent markers in your pack reduce the chances you will be selected for breeding, which generally leaves us free to operate as we need.”

A lovely old ship sailed around one of the outcroppings and approached the dock. “Cadets, prepare to move the mothers. For the next six months, you will be training aboard my first ship. Well, she’s a replica, rebuilt to my exacting standards, with a couple minor improvements. When I started the Jarcinian was the only military vessel in my fleet.

“If you prove yourselves worthy you will each be assigned to one of our three hundred patrol ships. If you want to join our air force then I suggest you work your way from there to our aircraft carrier, the Vice. Otherwise, we have land and submarine specializations, as well as the special research division, or you can stay in our general armada.”

With the Jarcinian docked the existing crew put on jetpacks and flew off to the royal mountain.

Sir Tag walked aboard ship. “Ahh, it's good to be back. But before she leaves again you will need to learn every rope, sheet, and plank on her. Our six months starts once you can pull her safely out of this cove be that next week or next year. In either case, for your young bodies, the eggs will only take a couple days to hatch, should be a bit of bliss when they do. And let’s try not to have any more breeding sessions, the reef is well populated and you can’t get much done while brooding."

Amanda stroked her bloated belly as the Admiral approached. Witiker peered in and asked, "Amanda, what does 'green pineapple' mean? You kept shouting 'green pineapple' after the first eggs went in."

Sir Tag smirked, "I guess this isn't Cadet Union's first time being filled after all."

Amanda weakly looked up to the wise old tortoise returning her own smirk as her fingers traced egg lumps in her belly. "Well, I am an adult in Her eyes."

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