Princess

Written by: Seliron (Sel)
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On a quiet side street in an even quieter suburban neighborhood, a young deer boy made his way along the sidewalk. Twelve-year-old Farrier hummed quietly to himself, only interrupted by gentle shivers here and there. It was fall after all, and it started to get rather chilly outside, even with the jacket he wore. He huffed and plucked around on the piece of cloth he was wearing underneath said jacket as it got bunched up under his backpack. Why he wore a pale orange onesie - one that also closely resembled a famous lion princess - you might ask? That was a question he was asking himself. But Mr. Millan, his math teacher, had asked him to, and he didn’t mind it all that much.

Farrier swung the other strap of his schoolbag back over his shoulder. Normally he’d discard the backpack the moment he came home from school, but Mr. Millan had offered him some additional, private math tutoring – and he had to admit that he could use some of that, as his skills were unfortunately lacking. And so, he had begrudgingly grabbed his stuff again a few minutes before, told his dad goodbye, and on his way he went. The walk wasn’t long, only about ten minutes, and so his father didn’t mind letting the young deer handle it by himself.

Eventually, the cub arrived at the address his teacher had given him earlier. It was a nice suburban house, with a mid-sized SUV parked in the driveway. The front yard wasn’t fenced in, and so Farrier walked up directly to the front door and - after checking the name on the door again, just to be sure – rang the doorbell. A moment later, the door swung open, and a large male German Shepherd appeared behind it. He was about 5 feet and eleven inches tall, and his neatly ironed shirt and pants revealed some of his athletic form. Farrier’s eyes flicked over the adult’s abs for a split second, before he quickly looked back up at the canine’s face.

“Hi, Mr. Millan!” he chimed.

“Hello, Farrier.” the adult replied, smiling warmly. “Ready for your tutoring? Do come in.”

Farrier nodded and stepped through the door. He didn’t see but felt the adult’s eyes on him as he walked by - especially on his rump. The boy smirked slightly to himself, having expected nothing else, and eventually turned his head and shot the shepherd a quick wink. After a moment of surprise, a knowing smile spread on the adult’s face, and he made a barely noticeable nod.

“I see you fulfilled my request.” he remarked. “Good. Exceptionally good~”

The deer boy took his shoes off, quickly followed by his backpack, which he put down right next to the shoes on the floor.

“I guess I won’t need that backpack at all?” Farrier said.

“Clever boy.”

The cub slipped out of his jacket as well, leaving him only in his lion onesie. He turned around his own axis, giving the adult a good look on his costume - from all angles.

“Why’d you want me to dress up as Nala, Teach?”

“Oh, no reason in particular. Just got a little kink for her, that’s all.”

The well-dressed man leaned back against a wall, eyeing up the boy from head to toe and licking his lips. By now, he didn’t bother to hide his intentions anymore and unbuttoned the topmost button of his shirt to give him some more freedom from the tight collar.

“And I like what I see.” the shepherd smirked. “So, to get at least some educational value out of this – not with numbers, though… We’re going for something to touch up on your creativity. You’re going to roleplay as the Princess today. Alright?”

 “Okay! Umm… you’re Scar, then?”

“Heh, fine with me.”

The young deer boy giggled and turned around. He stuck his butt out slightly and glanced back at his teacher before he shot him a quick wink and wiggled his rump. Right after, he knelt and bent forward, so that he was scooting over the floor on his front paws and knees. He walked in a circle in front of the adult, swaying his head left and right and smiling at Mr. Millan here and there. He stopped after a moment and raised his head high, opening his muzzle in a fake roar.

“Rawr! Rawr!”

He tried to keep his voice deep and growly, but at the height of the roars, his voice broke into an almost girly squeak. The adult snickered, which made Farrier blush deeply and shut his maw again quickly. The young deer turned to face Mr. Millan and walked up to him; his cheeks still flushed. Farrier sat down on his butt and looked up, smiling cutely. Giving up on the fake roaring, he let out a few cute mewls, which made his teacher snicker even more.

The canine reached out and gently caressed the side of Farrier’s muzzle, then his paw wandered up to pet the boy’s head through the onesie’s fabric. Leaning into it, the boy eventually ended up right in front of his teacher’s crotch, and his curiosity made him look it all over. The neat pants couldn’t hide the outlines of the plump sheath completely, and Farrier saw it twitch and pulse gently as the adult played with his ears. The preteen got even closer, and eventually, he nuzzled up against Mr. Millan’s crotch, rubbing his nose and the side of his muzzle all along the hidden sheath.

“Ooooh uncle Scar… I need you...”

The dog huffed and his hips bucked up against the young boy’s snout involuntarily. He reached down and unbuckled his belt, then pulled the zipper down, all the while Farrier kept rubbing his muzzle against the throbbing sheath. As soon as the zipper was down, Farrier dove his snout right into his teacher’s pants, nuzzling up against the man’s underwear. He ran his nose up along the sheath until he reached the waistband, and with a playful growl, he grabbed it with his teeth. He pulled on the waistband in an effort to slide Mr. Millan’s undies down, but the man’s plump sheath quickly got in the way.

Snickering quietly, the adult reached down and pulled his pants down, letting them drop down to his ankles. That allowed Farrier to pull more on the elastic waistband of the man’s underwear, and eventually, it slipped past the sheath and the cub could pull them down properly. He raised back up and licked his lips as he spotted the man’s tip already poking out, and without missing a beat, the cub reached up and wrapped his small paws around the sheath. Farrier started kneading, feeling the still mostly hidden shaft twitch against his fingers.

“Damn, such an eager Princess.”

The young boy didn’t let the comment disturb him, but the blush on his cheeks deepened again. He fondled the sheath until the man’s tip had slipped out of it enough for him to wrap his mouth around it properly. He started by suckling on it gently, feeling the shaft grow in his mouth and spread his lips and jaws further. He kept his lips locked against the sheath fur, suckling and licking at the swelling shaft until it filled his whole mouth. He pulled back steadily, sliding back to the adult’s tip as it grew its final inch and the knot started to inflate.

Farrier glanced up at the adult and winked at him, and right after, he pushed his muzzle down the shaft again. The tapered cock quickly reached the back of his mouth, making the young boy gag, and so he pulled back again. He started to bob along the shaft, back and forth, nudging it deeper and deeper into his muzzle with every bob towards his teacher’s crotch. Through gagging and swallowing, the boy quickly managed to slide the tip down into his throat, and his lips pushed against the man’s knot.

“Oh fuck… she deepthroats, too…~”

Farrier kept his muzzle bunched up against his teacher’s knot for a few more moments, letting his throat and tongue squeeze the twitching tip lodged deep in his mouth. The fat shaft sealed off all his airways tightly, and so he had to pull back at some point to catch his breath again. Despite this, he built up a rhythm that made the adult moan as his silky soft lips slid along the throbbing shaft, all the way from the tip to the knot repeatedly. The boy swallowed down the strings of precum leaking from the tip onto his tongue and down his throat. He felt the amount increase quickly, especially as he used his tongue again, letting it push up against the shaft every time he bobbed down along it. His paws, which had been idle for a bit, now went up and cupped the man’s firm, sizeable balls – which was immediately rewarded by more moans and pants coming from the adult.

“Mmmmpf… you horny little girl, you…”

As he sped up his bobbing, though, his paws increasingly got in the way, and he pulled them off again. To steady himself, he wrapped his arms around his teacher’s hips and held onto the base of the shepherd’s tail. The adjusted pose allowed him to push himself against the man more easily, and he got the tip even deeper down his throat. The adult groaned and his moans turned increasingly labored, until even a whine mixed in here and there.

Farrier felt the man’s hips tense and buck up against his muzzle, and he knew Mr. Millan was close. He kept his pace for a few more moments, making the adult even twitchier, but eventually he slowed down. He focused more on his throat and tongue, squeezing the shaft tightly as he bobbed along it. The man hissed through his teeth, and after a few more desperate twitches of his cock, he suddenly let out a sharp moan. Farrier pushed his muzzle down immediately and kissed the knot, as not even a second later he felt the cock in his mouth throb powerfully. The first rope of seed made him gag as it splattered against the walls of his throat, but he quickly adjusted, swallowing down spurt after spurt of hot spunk.

It took Mr. Millan a few more moments until his orgasm started to fade and the ropes of cum got smaller, allowing Farrier to handle them a bit better. He pulled his muzzle back about halfway along the length, which made both swallowing and breathing a lot easier. He eagerly gulped the last squirts of cum down, and as nothing more came out, he gently pulled his mouth off completely. He kept the tight seal around his teacher’s cock all the way until the tip left his mouth, and so the reddish shaft glistened only from saliva, but was otherwise spotless.

“Damnit, Nala… you’re a pro at sucking cock.”

“I aim to please, uncle Scar~”

“Getting’ a little cheeky, are we, Princess?” the canine replied, his lips curling in a mischievous smile. “Let’s take care of that. On the couch, and get your ass up.”

Farrier obeyed and climbed onto the couch. He scooted back to the edge, his butt facing the end where Mr. Millan was waiting for him. He giggled as he saw the dog lick his lips, his eyes locked on the young boy’s cloth-covered rump. Farrier lowered his upper torso and let his head rest on the couch, while his butt remained up in the air, sticking up at the adult for easy access.

Mr. Millan walked up to the couch and positioned himself right behind Farrier. He knelt and reached out, grabbing the buttons of the flap covering the boy’s rump. He quickly popped them open, and the piece of cloth flapped down, uncovering the young deer’s firm cheeks, and the small set of balls nestled below them. Farrier wiggled his butt as he felt a paw grope one cheek each.

The shepherd kneaded the boy’s butt cheeks for a moment and eventually spread them, revealing the tight, pink hole nestled right in between them. Farrier whimpered as the cool air brushed over his tailhole – but he whimpered even more as Mr. Millan brought his paw down, tracing along the boy’s taint and rubbing the balls and sheath.

“Fuck, I can’t resist you. let’s see how girly your squeaks can get…”

Leaving Farrier no time to process that statement, the adult suddenly pushed his muzzle down and into the open flap. His snout dug in in between the young deer’s cheeks, causing the boy to squeak out loudly as the wet nose suddenly poked him. A moment later, though, an even louder, high pitched squeal came from the cub as a rough tongue lapped over the boy’s tailhole and made him shiver all over.

“Mmmmaaaaah… uncle…~”

The boy’s back arched as he felt his teacher’s tongue prod at his hole. He tried to relax it a bit, and only a moment later the next prod came, and Mr. Millan’s tongue slipped into Farrier’s ass, spreading the cub’s hole some more as it slid deeper. The young deer let out a grunt, and he felt his own pointy cocklet slip out of its sheath and swell as it dangled under his stomach. The pretend princess pushed his rump back against the adult, causing Mr. Millan’s tongue to penetrate him even deeper. Tickling moans out of the boy, the adult curled his tongue and let it explore the warm insides so willingly offered to him.

Girly squeaks filled the room as the adult slid his tongue back and forth inside the cub. Farrier’s dick had quickly twitched itself to its full size, and the tip rubbed against the onesie’s silky soft fabric, which only lead to increased stimulation for the boy. Arching his back and wiggling his hips, the young deer squirmed, and his teacher reached up to grab the boy’s tail to hold him in place a bit better.

Eventually, he pushed his lips up against the boy’s pulsing pucker, and the long dog tongue slipped all the way into Farrier. The adult bent the tip up and traced the boy’s insides as he pulled his tongue back. Hinted by a loud, high-pitched yelp, the adult had also found the boy’s prostate, and so he began to prod it repeatedly. Every poke of the boy’s button made him whimper and moan, and his cocklet throbbed hard against his belly.

“Uncle Scar…” he begged. “I… mmmpf… aaah… keep doing… mmaaah… that~”

The adult hummed approvingly and sped the pace of his rimming up a bit. He focused on the boy’s inner walls and muscles, tracing and prodding them all over, and especially his squeaky spot got a lot of attention from his teacher’s tongue tip. Farrier shivered all over, and he grabbed a pillow to bury his muzzle in as his moans and pants got increasingly labored and frantic.

The shepherd’s tongue bent up more, which allowed him to poke and prod against Farrier’s inner walls even harder. He pulled his tongue back, and it slightly hooked against the boy’s prostate, pulling at it for just a split second. That was enough to tickle a desperate moan out of the cub, clearly audible even through the pillow he had pushed his snout against.

“Mmmmmaaaaaaarrrrrrhhhhh…!”

The man responded by repeating that stunt, and the following moan was just as keen as before. He focused on this, the adult being quite sure he had found the young deer’s weak spot after all. He pulled and prodded at the boy’s prostate, sending the cub in a frenzy of squeaks and girly moans, and the small tapered cocklet twitched noticeably against the onesie, forming a damp spot in the fabric.

Surprisingly quickly, the young boy neared his peak. His whole body tensed up and his hole clenched hard around the adult’s tongue, hugging it tightly and keeping it deep inside him. The adult pulled on the boy’s button a final time, making him let out a loud, desperate, high-pitched moan into the pillow. His cocklet throbbed, and after a few dry throbs, it fired a few thin ropes of cum into his onesie.

“Aaaaaaiiiiieeeeeee…! Uncle…~”

The cub’s body twitched here and there as he rode out his orgasm, and the tension in his muscles slowly eased. His hole released his teacher’s tongue, and the adult pulled himself out eventually, leaving the pulsing pucker all slick and wet from his saliva. Mr. Millan smirked as he noticed the damp spot in the onesie’s front through the flap, and after giving Farrier’s ass a teasing smack, he got to his feet again.

“That’s my princess~” he cooed.

Without explaining anything further, the man walked over, past Farrier, and laid down on his back on the other half of the couch. The dog’s knotted dick poked straight up proudly, and he gave it a few strokes to tickle drops of precum out of the tip. Farrier glanced up from his pillow, his green eyes locked on the adult’s cock hungrily.

“Come get it, Nala.” the canine chuckled. “I know you want uncle Scar’s cock.”

The boy’s ears perked up under the onesie’s hood, and he lifted his head off the pillow to give a soft, but eager nod. He raised himself onto all fours and walked over to the adult, then climbed over him with relative ease. He scooted back a bit, until he felt the stiff rod rub up against his butt and grinned down at the adult under him.

“I want you in me, uncle~” the boy said.

The cub reached back and grabbed his teacher’s cock, bending it down slightly. He slipped the tip in between his butt cheeks, making it rub up against his hole. Gritting his teeth, the boy then pushed his hips back against the cock, and the tip spread his already loosened up hole easily. Both males moaned out as Farrier sat down and impaled himself with the canine’s cock, all the way down at once until the knot pushed up against his cheeks.

“Ooooh… Nala… fuck…”

Reaching up, the man grabbed Farrier’s hips, guiding him a bit as he lifted his rump again. The canine’s cock slid out of the cub’s snug hole, until only the twitching tip remained inside. The young deer paused for a moment before he sat down again, faster than before, as the adult’s guidance made it a good bit easier. Mr. Millan’s cock throbbed deep in Farrier and made him moan as it stretched his inner walls.

Farrier stabilized himself further by putting his paws on his teacher’s chest. He started to slowly ride the adult’s cock, moaning and panting as he did so. The boy quickly sped up and his ass slid steadily along the canine’s throbbing shaft. His hole repeatedly pushed down against the thick knot, spreading itself more and more over time, but not enough for the knot to slip inside – yet. For now, it slapped against the young deer’s cheeks again and again, chipping away at the clenching tailhole’s resistance.

The costumed cub kept his pace up and focused more on the strength of his pushes down into his teacher’s lap. He whimpered and whined as the knot spread him more and more, and slowly, aided by the adult’s precum slickening the whole shaft up, the boy got closer to his goal. His snug tailhole kissed the pulsing knot repeatedly, and eventually, the cub let out a sharp, high-pitched moan as his hole stretched over the knot completely.

With a squelching plop, the canine’s knot slipped into Farrier and made the cub yelp. A wave of pleasure flushed through his young body, and he tensed up hard. His tailhole clenched shut again, tugging on the knot lodged deep inside him, and his cocklet twitched eagerly against his stomach as it launched more ropes of watery, premature seed. The damp spot on the front of his onesie got bigger quickly, as was the blush on his cheeks.

“Mmmmmpfffff… Nala!!!” the adult pinned underneath him groaned.

Farrier’s hole clenched hard around the base of the German Shepherd’s knot, gripping it again and again. The dog’s paws dug into the fur on the boy’s hips and held him down as he flew over the edge, his cock throbbing fast as he emptied his own balls into the young boy. The knot sealed the young cub’s hole tightly, letting not even a drop of seed escape. Farrier could only whimper as the warm, slick fluid filled his belly and made it bulge slightly.

“Aaaaaaah… uncle Scar… fill me up~”

“Already on it… mmhmmm… take my seed, my little slutty princess~”

Farrier huffed and panted, and as he felt the intensity of the twitching decrease, he deliberately tugged on the knot a few times. That made Mr. Millan moan out again, and his tip squirted more, though much thinner, ropes of cum into the boy. The man laid flat on the couch and twitched, his panting deep and labored. The cub on top was seemingly running out of energy as well, as his tugging slowed eventually, and his arms got a little wobbly. He eventually collapsed onto the adult’s chest, only letting out occasional whimpers caused by the thick knot firmly embedded in the cub’s snug rump.