“You have five minutes. And… Begin!”

The announcer’s voice rang out through a speaker, followed by several red lights switching to green. Brilantan training courses did not cut corners when it came to flashy features for minor things such as a countdown system.

This course in particular was marksman focused. Targets were scattered about the arena along with obstacles, vantage points, traps, and even a few moving platforms. Anyone wanting to succeed needed a balance between physical fitness and their wits in order to get through it without injury. There was a lot more to being a marksman besides being able to hit a target.

One such marksman was now climbing a ladder to get to the first section of the course. Abigail darted upward with the speed and agility her teenage snow leopard prowess afforded her, and she pushed herself to get as much out of her heritage as she could.

“Target hit!” the robotic announcer declared as the first mark was shot by a laser, lighting up a bright red color. It didn’t take any physical damage from Abigail’s training rifle, but the force of the impact still rattled it as it was struck.

Not wasting any time, Abigail leapt a short wall and rounded a corner to aim for the second objective. “Target hit!” the voice rang out again. The snow leopard was fast and purposeful with her movements. Being completely naked aside from a wrist computer allowed the snow leopard to move swiftly and efficiently, and her slim and petite body gave her the maneuverability she needed to get around the obstacles in her way.

About two minutes into the time trial, eight targets had been hit so far, with another eight to go. Abigail had decided to hit the easiest ones first, but now she had to tackle the more difficult ones. These were scattered in the hardest to reach locations in the course, and nearly all of them required getting past a trap or obstacle. The snow leopard didn’t rest for a moment as she jumped to a rope wall and began ascending, her rifle dangling from her back on a strap.

“Come on Abby, you can do it!” A similarly nude arctic fox girl with olive green hair cheered from the bleachers. Several outdoor training courses were lined up side by side, so a single arrangement of seating could be used to view most of the campus. Near the western end sat a few onlookers watching Abigail. The fox, along with a slightly older blue and gray gryphon, were in the row closest to the snow leopard’s course. He was just as naked as everyone else, but had decorative shin coverings made of leather and cloth.

The two were seated very close together, with the gryphon wrapping an arm around the fox and reaching up to grope her exposed flat chest, acting like nothing was out of the ordinary. “I hope Abigail can do it, Leena. She’s been working her butt off getting back into shape these past few weeks.” He spoke with a hint of worry, but nonetheless couldn’t take his eyes off the training course.

“She’ll be fine, Amino. Don’t you remember how quickly she got back into shape after her first pregnancy? If your daughter didn’t slow her down, then neither will Lonato’s.” Leena was reciprocating the affection from him with a hand between his legs, fondling and caressing his balls. No one else seemed to bat an eye at the two being so intimate in public, as it was a common sight in their society. As long as they weren’t making a scene that others couldn’t move away from, no one minded.

Amino had spread his legs a bit to allow her more access, and his barbed penis was half erect already. “I guess you're right. She’s a fighter, that’s for sure,” he said after sighing from the pleasure he felt below. As he focused back on the training course, his ears perked up at a notification noise from Leena’s wrist computer.

The fox looked down at the screen and tapped the notification menu. Both of them could see the most recent message from her health metrics app: “Ovulation (#1): Completed.”

Leena blinked in surprise. “Will you look at that; I’m fertile now,” she said quizzically, as if she had just stumbled on a random fact in an encyclopedia.

Amino smirked in amusement at her reaction. “Oh right, you do turn twelve next month. Well, do you wanna fuck while we wait for Abby to finish? You can try out pregnancy yourself.” His cock seemed to spring to full mast almost instantly at the prospect of ‘going to work’.

A few seconds passed with her in thought before she replied, “Eh, sure. I’ve been curious about the experience after helping her through it. Of course, you would jump at the opportunity to breed any chance you got, huh?” Leena pouted playfully as she began stroking Amino’s cock as well as her own vulva, getting them both ready right there in the training facility.

“What can I say? I’m passionate about my contribution to the reproduction edict.” Amino gave another squeeze of her chest.  Becoming an official breeder of Brilanta at the age of ten gave the gryphon a literal excuse to ‘think with his dick’, and he wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity to spend more quality time with a close friend.

While the two of them had been conversing, Abigail had hit another five targets. She was now jumping across several moving platforms, taking no time to wait between each jump.

“Target hit!” the announcer rang out again. There were about forty-five seconds left on the clock with only two targets left. The next segment involved several projectile launchers firing small rubber balls throughout the area.

Abigail ducked and weaved between cover, advancing her way through the area. Sweat dripped from her brow as she leapt a short wall and dove behind the next cover spot. However, she wasn’t invincible; a rubber ball struck the side of her bare buttcheek during her dive. “Yeeow!” she cried after getting a second to stop behind cover. The force of the hit wasn’t enough to injure her, but the pain would surely make aiming harder.

Gritting through the pain, Abigail darted to the final cover spot and aimed her rifle upward, shooting and hitting a target that could be struck from that location. “One to go!” she cheered. The finish line was almost within reach.

“Fifteen seconds remaining,” the announcer warned. The final target was at the end of a long shooting range, more than two hundred feet away. The snow leopard jumped from her hiding spot and sprinted to the intended vantage point at the beginning of the range. Time was ticking fast, and she had to make a precise shot on a moving target.

“Eight… seven… six…” said the announcer, audibly counting down the final ten seconds of the trial. Abigail held up her rifle and stared down the iron sights. At the end of the range was a spherical target tied to a swinging rope. It swayed back and forth due to a motorized pulley, giving any sniper squire a run for their money.

It was now or never. Abigail found the target in her scope and held her breath. There was only time for one good shot.

“Three… two… one…”

Abigail pulled the trigger.

“Time’s up!” the announcer shouted. 

The target remained unlit. Abigail panted furiously and stared up at the enormous display of her stats, and saw her score still read ‘15/16’.

“Damnit, I missed!” she cried as she felt an urge rising up to throw her weapon on the ground, but ultimately decided against it. She didn’t need a fine tacked on to her defeat today. As her adrenaline high began to fade, her whole body felt achy and exhausted. The trial had pushed her body to its limit, and she now had to deal with a sore body along with her sore pride.

Her wrist computer chirped with a notification sound, and she glanced down at it to see more detailed stats of the marksman trial results. Despite not completing the course, she was relieved to see a large PASS at the top of the report. This meant her status as a Brilantan scout was renewed. Abigail willed more energy into her legs and trotted over to the bleachers to meet up with her friends.

The dozen or so audience members had largely dispersed once the trial ended, with only one or two sticking around to give Abigail a quick congratulations.

“You looked amazing out there, Abby! Did you pass?!” Leena asked once Abigail got within earshot. The fox had moved to her friend’s lap, riding his cock in a reverse cowgirl position. The two of them mated in plain sight without slowing down as their friend arrived.

Abigail glanced down at their sex as she responded, “I passed! But I was so close to a perfect score. Were you two actually watching, or were you too busy fucking each other?”

Amino huffed between words to answer her, “We were watching! You looked awesome when you dove under a spinny trap and rolled into a shooting stance to hit the ninth target.” He tried to put on his best ‘I swear I was watching, please don’t hurt me’ face even through his blushing and panting from a cute fox girl bouncing on his dick.

“Hrmph, I guess you were paying attention even while balls deep inside Leena,” she grumbled with her arms folded. There was a hint of playfulness in her demeanor, which showed she wasn’t actually upset at them. “Anyway, when you two are done, do you want to get lunch? I’m starving after all that exercise.”

Leena increased her pace as she hilted Amino’s cock inside her. The two tried their hardest to multitask without being rude to their snow leopard friend. “You nearly aced one of the harder marksman trials and you call that just ‘exercise’? I’m surprised you haven't passed out on the floor.”

Abigail’s hand drifted down to give a few rubs of her own exposed vulva, the free show beginning to get to her now. “Trust me, the thought crossed my mind. Consider yourself lucky that I’m too tired to push you off my mate and claim his dick for my own.”

“Ladies, please. I can empty my balls inside both of you, ya know,” Amino chimed in with a grin.

Before their banter could continue further, a full grown adult wolf with black fur approached the three of them. Her nude body was much fuller than the slimmer teenagers; her age had to be somewhere in her late twenties based on her appearance. She glanced at the two mating in public for a second before addressing Abigail. “Hello, Miss Abigail. Congrats on your exam today. Do you have a minute to talk?”

The snow leopard moved her hand away from her crotch and placed it behind her back in an attempt to hide her fluid covered finger fingertips. “Of course! Do we need privacy?” She motioned to the couple next to them.

The wolf waved a hand dismissively. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen a hundred times. Anyway, my name is Hilda, and I’m a representative for the Office of Brilantan Breeding.”

“The OBB? Did I do something wrong?” Abigail tilted her head in confusion.

Hilda blinked in surprise and reassured her. “No no no! There’s nothing wrong. Rather, I’ve been instructed to give a notice to potential candidates for a breeding source we’ve identified.” Her hand tapped her wrist computer and held up a holo screen, which showed a 3D image of the snow leopard, along with lines of text. “Miss Abigail, is it true you are aged fourteen years and nine months, and have already given birth twice?”

Abigail nodded in an almost dumbfounded manner, shocked at someone reading off details about her. ”Uhhh, yeah.”

Hilda offered another reassuring smile. “Relax, this is just for paperwork purposes. Is it also true that your medical history denotes an ‘A-minus' or higher score of responding to pregnancy side effect mitigation treatments?”

“Yes, I think so. Did you see the trial I just finished?” Abigail asked with a bit more calmness in her voice.

“Yes actually. That’s why I approached you today. You are at your six-week checkpoint after your last time giving birth, and seem to be in great shape after going through something so strenuous on your body.” Hilda tapped at her screen during her explanation, switching to various pages in Abigail’s profile. “This makes you an ideal candidate as a breeder for Brilanta. Here is the notice I mentioned earlier.” Another tap on her computer and a new notification on Abigail’s computer dinged. It read, ‘1 new email’.

Abigail blinked again in confusion. It seemed like a lot was happening at once for her fatigued state. “If you were going to email this, then why approach me in person?”

Hilda swiped away the 3D hologram and answered, “Our process requires us to get verbal confirmation from candidates to verify they have received our request. You can read all about it in the email itself. Should you accept, please check in with an OBB branch before you start.” The wolf turned to leave, giving her naked rump a bit of a flick to those watching her. “I’ve got more candidates to seek out. Ta-ta for now, Miss Abigail!”

The footsteps of Hilda leaving were quickly drowned out by a sharp moan from behind. Abigail turned around to see Leena rubbing her clit furiously while Amino thrust in and out of her. She contorted her face into a scrunched expression as her climax hit in full force, fueled by the blunt barbed penis impaling her over and over. The moan flowed out of her lips over a good twenty seconds before it tapered off into a whimper, now perpetuated by the stimulation of her vagina. Amino still needed to finish the job now that his friend was satisfied.

“Mmm… that was a good one, Leena,” Abigail cooed as she took her seat next to them. Her hand drifted back down between her legs to resume masturbating, but it remained at a slow pace. The snow leopard was way too worn out to fully get her rocks off.

A similar groan from Amino followed suit a moment later. His thrusting peaked at a fast pace, causing the fox to bounce up and down on top of him vigorously. Rope after rope of semen was pumped into her, unseen at first, until a few drops seeped out of the joining of their flesh. Once the gryphon’s orgasm had concluded, he slowed his thrusting to a gradual stop, letting the smaller fox simply lie on top of him. His cock remained inside her while they basked in the afterglow of their mating.

“Now that hit the spot… what was that lady going on about, Abby?” Amino asked between panting.

Abigail used a dry finger from her fapping hand to pull up the email on her wrist unit. “I just joined the OBB, apparently. That means we’re coworkers now, you dork,” she teased before starting to scan the email. “Something about a ‘breeding source’ they’ve been watching and they want fertile females to apply.”

“Oh, Abigail, I’m one of those now! My health app just told me I ovulated.” Leena giggled as she gazed down at the dick still impaling her.

Amino shifted under her, pulling his cock out an inch or so, and letting a few drops of cum drip out onto the grass below. “Sorry little fox, I called dibs.”

“And you made it a whole five minutes before getting knocked up. Impressive.” Abigail looked up from the text to Leena with a wide grin. “That’s about as long as I went with my first ovulation. I jumped on that gryphon dick so fast, you wouldn’t believe it.”

“That cafe owner was so annoyed at us fucking on the table right in the middle of everything. Totally worth it though!” the gryphon added.

Abigail waved a hand to drive the conversation back on track. “Annnyyywaaayyy… this email says that there is a breeding source that Brilanta would like genetics from. A royal family, to be exact.”

The arctic fox finally summoned the will to get up, and dislodged herself from her connections with Amino. All three of them watched as several more globs of semen dribbled out of her vagina once there was nothing stopping it. Not wanting to keep the spotlight on her for longer, Leena carried on the conversation nonchalantly. “You mean like a king and queen? There’s nothing like that around here.”

“Of course not. Brilanta doesn’t have that kind of government. This must be a job to travel, by the sound of it.” Amino said as he himself stood up to stretch. Neither he nor Leena made any attempt to clean themselves of the fluids covering them. It would have to be taken care of the next time they found a showering station.

Abigail flicked the screen to scroll to the end of the email and continued. “Correct. The instructions are to travel to the kingdom of Enoria and acquire genetics from the king’s bloodline, using any means necessary. Brilanta already has a hair sample from the king acquired by a spy to verify the DNA of any viable offspring created.” Her voice switched to a more somber tone as she read the last few sentences. “It says here the king does not know much about Brilanta’s existence, so a formal government request for a sperm donation isn’t really an option.”

Amino gave a concerned look at his best friend. “This sounds like a risky bounty. Are you sure you want to go through with something like this?”

The concern was mimicked by the snow leopard herself. “I’m not sure… Frankly, this is a lot to think about after the stress I already had from my exam. Let’s get food first then I can think about it some more.”

“Let’s get fish!” Leena hollered, her mind already made up.

The three of them began leaving the training facility, focusing their attention on lunch. When they reached the exit, a male tiger staff member noticed the substantial amount of semen leaking between Leena’s legs and directed them to a shower area. 

It was mostly just an outdoor space with a few shower heads and a drain, with no walls concealing it from the rest of the facility. Several others of various ages and genders were already there using the facility, all nude and not minding whether it was co-ed or not, or whether cubs were present.

All three removed their wrist computers and placed them inside a locker, then stepped under the shower heads to wash. Abigail was covered in sweat and grime from the trial so she used the opportunity to get clean with her friends. They joked around and talked about random things going on in their lives and what their plans were for later. Abigail made an effort not to bring up the breeding request for the time being. Instead she focused on the here and now.

Twenty-five minutes and a couple bars of soap later, they stepped out from under the shower heads and dried off. Towels were provided along with a small chamber one person could stand in to get rushing wind blowing across their whole body to air them out. Leena in particular loved using it and giggled loudly the whole time. After that came a short brush of their hair to get back into a presentable appearance, and then they were ready to resume their day.

Once their computers were retrieved and re-equipped, the trio exited the campus. Being squeaky clean and having a chance to hang out with her friends put Abigail in a much better mood. She grabbed her mate’s hand and walked close against him as they strolled along a main pedestrian walkway. Leena walked with them but was mostly distracted with either her computer or the scenery of the city.

“I know I didn’t sound as sincere when in the middle of having sex, but I meant it, Abby. You looked amazing out there,” Amino said as he wrapped a wing around her. His downy under-feathers and fur created a cozy coat for the snow leopard while they talked.

Abigail turned her head toward him and gave a kiss on his beak, then replied, “Thanks, Amino. I’m really glad you were there to cheer me on. If only Lonato was there as well…”

Amino quickly commented, “He would have loved watching you too, I’m sure. From what he told me in a text message, his work was keeping him busy until this afternoon. We’ll have to tell him all about it.”

The three of them arrived at a small food court for the local area, and got a whiff of the combined aromas of foods available. The center of the court was filled with tables and chairs that the townsfolk used to eat, and scattered around the edges were all the vendor stalls. The atmosphere was lively and active. Many townsfolk were chatting and laughing, and occasionally a few nude cubs would go sprinting by, chasing their friends or playing some kind of game while they waited for their food.

After their food was purchased, they sat down at a table in the shade, tucked away near the edge where it was a bit quieter. Abigail groaned audibly once she was fully in her seat, prompting a laugh from both of her friends.

“Feelin’ the soreness settling in, Abby?” Leena asked in between bites of her lunch.

Abigail winced during her reply. “I’m feeling the soreness along with some possible bruising of my ass. Did you see that ball hit me during the trial?”

Amino leaned over to glance at Abigail’s figure, even though he couldn’t actually see the part of her that got hit, “No, but I heard you yelp. Is that why you did that?”

A flurry of notification noises buzzed from Leena’s wrist unit, as if five people were all trying to message her at once. “What is going on– ohhhhh…” she said as she looked at the list. She showed her screen to her friends and tapped on the first one she received. Her health app displayed the message, “Fertilization Successful”.

“Alright, Leena! Congrats!” Abigail beamed at her, knowing from experience what the rest of the notifications are. “I’m guessing you just got spammed with information about how to handle pregnancy. Right?”

Leena started tapping through them to check. “Mmhmm, it looks like there’s a lot here. Wow, I’m gonna be a mom now. This is so cool!”

Amino puffed his chest out a little and winked at her, “Give me a holler if you want more kids later. I’m always happy to help out.”

“You’re such a horny birdbrain,” Abigail teased. “At least let her try having the first one before you start pumping her full of kits.”

The gryphon reached a talon over and poked Abigail on the nose. “The pot calling the kettle black. I would be putting another kitten in you right now, on this table, if you weren’t still thinking about that breeding job. Combine that with the last six weeks of you recovering from having Lonato’s kid, your pussy is way overdue for a thorough dicking.”

Abigail turned bright red in response, and froze in place.

“Uh… did you make her mad?” Leena asked nervously.

“NO, HE MADE ME HORNY!” Abigail shouted much louder than she intended, then slapped her hands over her mouth with a soft ‘eep’.

Amino leaned back in his chair with a proud smirk. “Don’t worry, I know exactly how to push her buttons. She craves sex more often than I do.”

Abigail shoved a hand between her legs and went to work on her clit immediately, food court or no food court. “Fuuuck, why does that threat of putting a kitten in me get me going so bad!?”

“Because you’re a horny birdbrain, hun,” the gryphon answered. “I admit I was worried about that breeding job you received, but looking at you now, it really does fit you to a T… I guess I have no room to talk when I’ve already sired about a dozen kids in the past few years.”

Leena finished her food and burped. “What was that thing you said earlier? You are ‘passionate about reproduction’?”

The breeding talk and Abigail masturbating in public had caused Amino’s erection to spring to full mast. “Guilty as charged,” he said with his legs spreading apart to show off to the girls.