﻿Chapter 3 


The remaining Furious Five and Po had returned to the Jade Palace after Master Shifu and Viper went out after the meeting of the Guard Captains and Royal Guard. All waiting for Tigress to return, it shouldn’t have taken more than a week for her to travel to and from THousand Peaks. But nearly two weeks had passed and there was still no sign of her. Even from the guards who had been sent to investigate the village and Tigress’ disappearance. 


“AARRGHHHHHHHH! What are we still doing sitting around? We should be out looking for Tigress and the Bandits!” Po exclaimed, feeling antsier. For Tigress to have simply disappeared like the bandits was concerning, which only caused them all to find the Bandits faster and rescue Tigress.


“Relax, Po. For all we know, Tigress was able to get some of the Tigers free and is talking to them.” Monkey said, as Mantis clambered up Po’s should. Standing on his shoulder as Monkey continued, “Maybe she even found a nice Tiger and is getting to know him.”


This only made Mantis chuckle before he said, “I’m sure she’d get to know him pretty well if she’s this late.” Making Monkey blush and chuckle as he covered his mouth. Only for the two of them to get smacked in the head by Viper’s tail.


“Will you two stop, this is serious. Tigress would’ve been back by now, and you are making jokes?” Viper hissed. She may have been angry with them, but she felt more anger for herself. After delivering the report and her talk with Shifu, she began to worry more every day that passed. Feeling it was her fault Tigress may have been captured. “Ohhh, I should’ve just let Tigress carry the message and gone to Thousand Peaks myself.”


“Then you may have been captured, for now all we can do is wait for the next raid and hope they get sloppy.” Crane said, not liking how Viper was beating herself up for Tigress’ disappearance.


“Unfortunately, Crane is right on this,” Shifu said, joining his former students and the Dragon Warrior in the main hall. Holding Oogway’s repaired staff in one hand as he approached. “We know only that the Bandits are wolves and take prisoners, they are cunning and cover their tracks well. We can only hope with Tigress’ disappearance they have captured her and will in-turn leave some clue to their whereabouts.” 


Po gave another groan of annoyance, “We’ve been following and reacting to the raid for months now. There must be something we can do to lure them out. I’m getting sick of constantly following attack after attack and not getting some actual fighting.” He said, throwing some mock punches in the air followed by a kick as he yelled ‘hiya!’.


“PO! Do you think we all wouldn’t like nothing more than to bring them in as well?!” Shifu shouted, making Po flinch and stand straight as he looked at the older master. “These wolves aren’t like Shen’s, they take care to not leave a trace! It’s only luck that some of their prisoners escaped! So the possibility for them to capture Tigress is a concern for us all to keep in mind. Who knows how many they may have, or the skills to overpower her!” Shifu took a breath to calm himself, Tigress’ disappearance weighed heavily on his mind. 


As much as Vipers, but he knew they couldn’t just rush off to try to find a nonexistent trail and leave other villages open for more attacks like before. “But I agree with you on one thing, Po.” Shifu said, making Po perk up. “If we can lure them, we can ambush them. We tried to predict their next attacks and failed, so let us try and make an enticing target for the wolves.”
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The center of the wolf village was filled with many of their kind, male slaves being put to work setting up decorations and even lookout towers outside along the canyon. The females being used by the overseers, pleasing their masters by riding them or lavishing their cocks and balls with their tongues. Some of their former loves and family looked on in horror before being put back to work, though some had been slaves for years learned to never look and only gaze at the ground.


Saevus chuckled at the sight as the annual celebration was being made ready. Tigress having regained some control of her body tried to look around her, noting her surroundings as best she could through tear-filled eyes. Her body shaking from the constant orgasms from Saevus’ cock filling her ass. His knot tugging on her ass to pull free with every step as she was made to bounce up and down. Groaning through the cum-coated cloth gag in her mouth as she looked through her one open eye.


All around them she could see other wolves. Some were pleasured by slaves they had captured, some of which she recognized in the camp when she was first caged, even some of the other Tigers were being used by the wolves. Some were worn like a harness as she was, but what made her raise an eyebrow was she could see some female wolves wearing slaves. Then she noticed something that made her eyes widen in shock, those ‘female’ wolves had balls between their legs. 


‘Was this natural for these wolves?’ Tigress thought, her eyes then noting small horns of different types of some of the wolves. At first thinking they were part of costumes, till she noticed some scratch the fur near a horn. The horn left unmoving as she saw it was growing from his very skin. “Noticed the Impure then?” Saevus asked, looking down at Tigress and drawing her attention up to look at him.


“Generations of breeding others like you will lead to such things, but they are still wolves of our clan. But for the pure like I, we can suppress such traits to be full wolves.” He said, smirking and chuckling as he rubbed her stomach. “Though we can also let them come back at any time. Maybe you’ll experience my bloodline, though I’ll first break you into a knot addicted breeding slut today.” 


Tigress’ eyes remained wide as her ass clenched around his cock, ‘T-There is no escaping it . . . is there?” Tigress thought, though a part of her was enjoying the very idea of baring pups of her own. Her ass clenched more as she groaned through her gag. Then something else drew her attention to the stage under the massive tree. The old Shaman wolf who had first painted her strode onto the stage, the once ragged robes replaced with ones of a far finer quality. His mane of hair tied in braids that framed his face and another fell behind his back, each holding many beads and feathers. Flanked by others in similar garb, though was less refined and with fewer feathers and beads in their braids.


The Shaman cleared his throat and called for everyone’s attention, stopping many from their drinking, eating, and pleasure their pets gave as they all stood to look at the older wolf. “Welcome one and all, I will be brief as I know many of you wish to enjoy the festivities.” The old Shaman began, “For the pups and newcomers,” He paused and let the others chuckle and some put their pups on their shoulders to see. “This is The Hebdomada Prima Memoriam - The week of the First Remembrance shall commence, will all who wish to join the Marathon of the Canyon gather before the stage and be ready to begin.”


At that many wolves began to gather about the stage. Tigress noted that they all had another stuck to their knots, clinging to the wolves behind them to stay up. “Long ago, our tribes were once united and a High Chief, now we continue these games to continue to build the old bonds of family throughout the clan. The contestants participate to show their strength, ability, and endurance. Not only of themselves, but their chosen slaves, and the potential pups they’d breed.”


A chorus of chuckles and cheers resonated through the crowd of wolves. Though many were not participating, they were still excited to watch and bet on who would win the games. Especially since this was the first time their Chief would compete in the games. So spirits were high amongst the wolves as the competitors all lined up before the stage, dropping on all fours and causing the slaves they wore moan and groan as they held onto their masters with all their strength.  


Tigress was no different as she used her claws to hang onto Saevus as he crouched down, leaving her hanging onto his cock with only her strength and his knot tugging against her anus for her to drop. Saevus and others lifted their asses in the air, digging their paws into the dirt as they prepared to sprint the second they heard the signal. Making Tigress and others moan louder as their grips tightened. “BEGIN!” Came a shout from the Shaman and off all the wolves shot. Sprinting as fast they could.


Dashing down the tunnels, all the wolves having to make two lines as they followed each other out. Coming out a larger opening at the bottom of the canyon in the noon sun. Saevus remained at the back to preserve his strength as Tigress moaned and groaned non stop. Even with her legs locked around his waist and her claws digging into his shoulders she felt herself bouncing on his cock, his knot tugging on her anus every second. Making her eyes roll into the back of her head, her body becoming hotter and hotter with need as she tried to hold onto the last ounce of her sanity. She felt it was slowly fading by the second, the once small part of Tigress that desired the wolf steadily replacing her once stoic personality. 


Three miles into the race, Tigress couldn’t take it anymore and tried to push out the gag with her tongue. Feeling the gag tighten on the back of her head, but she only kept pushing harder. Slowly pushing the gag from her mouth and letting her speak. “F . . . Faster! . . . If I’m going to endure this . . . you better WIN!” Tigress yelled, panting, and screaming the last word as she came. Squirting all over Saevus’ legs and the ground as he looked down.


Saevus chuckled, “Then you’ll need a tighter grip.” He said before he looked up and began pushing his legs off the ground hard. Nearly jumping as he sprinted faster, making Tigress moan louder and her legs tighten to hold him closer to her ass and keep his cock inside her anus. This went on for another Nineteen miles, Tigress squirting every mile that passed. Nearly constantly as Saevus only sprinted faster and faster every time she came. Leaving Tigress babbling incoherently with a perverted grin.


Saevus pulled ahead mile after mile as they came upon the end of the canyon. At the end was a large sheer cliff, at the of which were many flags that hung over the ledge. Coming to the bottom Saevus grabbed a hold of the stone and began free handed climbing up the cliff. Soon followed by others, all of them rushing to climb up before the others. Saevus stopped when there wasn’t anywhere else for him to grab as the cliff jutted out over his head. Making him jump to the ledge and grab on as best he could.


“T-That’s right . . . Keep going! . . . Faster! . . . ! Win this race!” Tigress all but screamed, wanting him to get back to running on all fours. Her limbs spasmed as they tried to keep their grip on the wolf. Then he reached the top and grabbed a flag before he dropped down, falling to the ground as Tigress’ eyes widened in shock. When he landed Tigress felt his knot be pushed even deeper before he began running once again.


The constant tugging, bouncing, and her cumming so much made Tigress’ tongue hang out. She may have found her new favorite position and began looking forward to this event more and more in later years. “F-FASTER! . . . HARDER! . . . MAKE ME YOURS! . . . I DON’T CARE ANYMORE . . . FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH IN HEAT!” She screamed as she lost her mind completely, becoming little more than a knot addicted slut for Saevus.


Saevus grinned wickedly as he pushed himself to go faster, kicking up dirt as he began pushing further and further ahead of the others as they tried to follow him. All eventually coming to the entrance once again and entered, not far behind Saevus was one of the wolf dickgirls, having one of the Leopards brought in recently, not far behind her he could see Jaculum with a Hyena, Scido with rabbit, and Inminou with another Leopard. All of them competed for Second and Third as Saevus had enough space to claim First.


Saevus dashed through the Tunnels and entered the village, followed behind by the others. Two wolves stood at the sides of the finish and lifted their arms up and waved small flags as Saevus crossed the line. A cheer resounded through the crowd of other wolves as Saevus slowed down and stood up. Saevus’s balls and both his and Tigress’ legs were soaked with her juices from constantly cumming during the race. Tigress’ eyes left rolled back in her head as she whined, wanting the race to continue so she could keep feeling his knot filling and tugging within her ass.






As the runners each entered their mountain home once again, all of their chosen riders with faces similar to Tigress as they tried to recover from holding on and bouncing throughout the race. The Runners and Riders were given water and small meals before they gathered around the stage once again. As the Shaman began to speak once more, “An exciting race, with some surprise winners,” He says, looking at the top competitors. “And some not so surprising.” His eyes settling upon his son and Tigress.


Throughout the crowd, many handed over pouches of coins or their slaves. Grumbling as those that won their bets smirked. “Now we move to the second event of our festivities,” The Shaman continued, as smaller young wolves passed out cups of a strange liquid to the runners. Each drinking and giving a shudder and returning the cups before something happened that shocked many like Tigress. “As one must show their own strengths and prowess during these times, so too must their chosen. Be they Mate, or Slave.” The Shaman said.


As Saevus’ body began to shrink, his groans and growls of pain telling Tigress such a transformation was not a comfortable process. All around her all the other runners gave their own growls and snarls as their bodies shrunk, coming to the size of their tribe’s pups. Yet as Tigress’ legs touched the ground she could feel his body held the same weight as he did before. “W-What magic is this?” She asked, as Saevus’s legs wrapped around her hips. His hands reached around and groped her breasts, squeezing them tightly as his hands sank into her fur and flesh. Making her body clench as she noticed another thing, his cock remained the same size within her ass.


“Now to prove the strength of the chosen, all gather for the next round!” The Shaman yelled, as the tunnel they had come through closed before a second tunnel opened. 


“That means it’s your turn to run. So on all fours like a good girl.” Saevus whispered into Tigress’ ear. Tigress then found her body moving on its own, walking to the front of the group and lining up with all others before crouching down on all fours. Her tail swishing back and forth under Saevus’ balls that had shrunk as well to match his new size. Now in such a position Tigress found herself blushing as she felt Saevus’ smaller hands squeezing her breasts, hanging onto her now. The once renowned Kung Fu master, reduced to a simple beast to carry her rider. That very idea would’ve been sickening to her not long ago, but now such a lewd idea made her body warm and she could feel her ass clench around the wolf- her master’s cock. Her mind corrected, her pussy twitched at the title. Dripping still from her having to ride him, now with the desire to be filled.


“I’m nothing now,” Tigress thought, “even if I was set free . . . nothing would feel as good as this . . . is this what they meant? Is this pleasure I feel . . . Is this my desire . . . my instincts?” She pondered. Only to be broken from her thoughts as Saevus squeezed her breasts.


“Focus, it’s about to start.” Saevus ordered, moving his legs for a better grip along her thighs. Sure enough a pair of wolves moved ahead of the new runners, a torch in each of their hands held high above them. Marking the path as all the riders gripped their mounts tightly and held them close.


“BEGIN!” The Shaman shouted once again, this time the torches being dropped into a pool of oil that lit a flame a second later. The blaze trailing out into the tunnels as the riders kicked their runners, some harder than others to get them to move, as they all converged and followed each other into the tunnel. 


Tigress being no different as she began running on all fours, starting to grow used to Saevus’ cock filling her ass as she ran. Squeezing her ass now and then and getting a soft groan from the wolf on her back. Every time making her blush and grin lewdly as she easily pulled ahead of the others. Having been trained since she was a cub she was used to the physical demands of the race. But not far behind her was surprisingly a giraffe female with a male wolf, still full sized as he had to duck his head down low against the Giraffe’s back to keep himself from hitting the roof of the tunnel. In that moment as she looked back, something awoke within Tigress seeing the giraffe behind her, something she rarely felt in her life. The desire to win. 


Not since Master Oogway was going to proclaim one of the Five as the Dragon Warrior. Only for her chance to be stolen by a panda. Even if he had shown talent in Kung Fu since then, it always stung that she, trained from a cub, would be passed over for the larg- Fat Panda. 


For a moment Tigress stopped and stood still, allowing the others to race past her as Saevus looked at her with a raised brow. It had been so long since that day . . . nearly as long since she called Po . . .the panda fat. But part of her enjoyed calling him what he was. Fat, Lazy, and incompetent. Who lucked out and stole what could’ve been hers. WHAT SHOULD’VE BEEN HERS!


“This time will be different!” Tigress thought as her instincts taking hold of her as she took off with all her power, growling as she used all her speed to catch up. She could feel Saevus leaning against her back now, “Hold on tightly!” Tigress said, as the mouth of the tunnel came into view. 


“I knew you’d find the fire within you.” Saevus said, his hands snaking under her grabbing a hold of her root harness. The memories of his larger body easily using her came to her, making her groan as she clenched her ass around his cock and knot. “Then show them your strength. You’ve been chosen by their chieftain to be his mate, so show them why you deserve the title.” He growled into her ear and licked her neck and cheek.


“I. . . I will! I will not lose what is meant to be mine! No one else will take my rightful place again!” Tigress thought as she snarled and blushed, both at his actions and at her own thoughts. The once great kung fu master, now turned into the mate of a clan of wolves that raped and pillaged for slaves and pets. . . and she was a mate, not a slave. That notion made her want it even more now. So she pushed even harder, kicking herself and Saevus off the ground and towards a tree the others were splitting up to go around.


Tigress turned her body and readied herself, pulling back her leg and preparing her body to strike. The blue markings of the tribal wolves that covered her body began glowing softly against the fading light of the sun as attacked. Kicking the tree hard enough to make the trunk SNAP and fall to the ground. She used her claws to climb up as it fell. Kicking off as it crashes to the ground with a resounding thud that echoed throughout the forest. Many of the wolves and their mounts had to pull away for safety, many more watched in shock as Tigress took down the tree with little effort.


With herself and Saevus in the air now Tigress braced for the impact as she landed. Moving onto all fours and sprinting once again. Tigress was reverting to a primal state, her very mind plagued with the desire to win, to prove she was better than any other there. The very idea that she would was enticing, to finally prove her place in the world. That she no longer needed to be held down by a code that constricted her from everything, that wasn’t even hers to begin with. It made her give a small smirk as she spotted the giraffe once again, swaying back and forth as she tried to keep herself up. With the wolf on top seemed to be pulling his knot in and out of her ass in the middle of the race. “There’s a time and place for such things, and now is not it.” Tigress thought. “Saevus, he’s more focused that the others of his clan. He’s the strategist and strength of the clan . . . and I am to be his Mate.”


Tigress looked over her shoulder to Saevus. Seeing him on top of her, even if he was now smaller than he was before in stature made her smirk.“He could be doing the same. He could have just broken me from the beginning. Yet he made me know my true self rather than be a slave like her. We are both warriors, looking for our proper mates. . . thank you for showing me that.” Her smirk grew, nearly breaking into a full smile as she drew closer and closer to her target. “I am Tigress, former leader of the Furious Five. Now I am the mate of Saevus!” She shouted loudly. Proudly proclaiming herself to be the bitch of the wolf riding her. “AND I WILL NOT LOSE TO MY LESSER!” She continued with a snarl.


The declaration and her snarl made even some wolves flinch. But Saevus only chuckled softly as nuzzled against her back as he smirked to the others. The path split off in two directions. With one still on the ground and the other that began to ascend into the trees themselves as they grew thicker and one on the track had been angled to act as a bridge and allow them to keep racing. Tigress and other felines used this to their advantage and dug their claws in, adding them to push faster than the others around them. The distance between them closed faster now as they reached the top and were now running along the larger tree branches, with only just enough room for one Elephant, Rhino, or Giraffe to run. Leaving Tigress little room to move around her target, being so close now Saevus recognized the rider and had a chuckle.


“Inmunuo, I didn’t take you to love long limbs!” Saevus shouted, drawing the attention of the rider to show it was the black wolf. Who smirked as he looked back over his shoulders, as his whole body covered the giraffe’s back. Nearly larger than her with his 8ft frame hugging her. If it wasn’t for that potion Saevus drank before he would’ve smothered Tigress under him. The idea made her shudder and give a lewd moan at the thought.


“What can I say, I love making such a long neck choke.” Inmunuo said as he rubbed his hand along the giraffes throat. “But even more enjoyable is making this bitch buck.” He said, slapping her ass hard and making her kick the branch. Hard enough to make it crack and begin to fall as Inmunuo crossed onto another branch.


The sudden kick and falling caught Tigress off guard, making her growl as she fell. She was too far away to grab onto another tree, so she braced herself as she landed on the forest floor. Landing in a nest of thorns that pierced her skin in some spots. But Tigress got back up quickly as other runners landed around her, making her avoid them and jump onto the broken branch to get out of the thorns.


“Fertilitate Spinea, Fertility Thorns. You’ll have to be looked at by the shaman to make sure you’re alright.” Saevus said, his face and voice showing much concern for her.


“Why? Doesn’t that mean breeding would be easier?” Tigress asked as she kicked off the tree and landed on the other side of the thorns. Following the track above her from the forest floor.


“If the poison is refined and taken by a male of my clan. For females, especially outsiders, they have other . . . Effects. Maybe we should stop and make sure you’re alright.” Saevus said, looking for a clear spot off the track. “Especially since you’ve no doubt taken some of the raw poison into your body.”


But Tigress wouldn’t have it, “NO! I WILL NOT LOSE! NOT TO A WEAKLING LIKE HER!” She snarled. Kicking her legs harder as she ran at top speed once again. Making Saevus grab onto her harness once again.


“Damn it! Fine!” He growled, leaning against Tigress’ back as he held on tightly. As Tigress weaves around the smaller trees on the forest floor. Closing the distance with the giraffe still above them when the path above began to descend back to the earth, making Tigress chuckle as she pushed to catch up. Now they were the only two left at the front.


Now they left the forest and once again entered the large canyon Tigress had to endure as the rider. Now she knew the path and pushed to her limits, closing inch after inch with Immunuo and his pet. Only for a massive Boulder to land near the runners. Making them split off as more boulders were hurled down from above by more wolves along the cliffs. The sudden turns slowed the Giraffe down more as she dodged, but for Tigress this was nothing as she weaved around the boulders and dodged them before they landed. Then one landed directly in front of her, so she jumped and landed on top of it. Before kicking off and launching herself and Saevus further ahead, her strength rolled the Boulder into the giraffe's path and made her swing wider. Giving Tigress more room as she pulled ahead.


Now the same tunnel entrance they had entered through before came into view. As Tigress felt her limbs burning, telling her to stop. But what bothered her more were the places stung by the thorns before. Feeling them throbbing with a dull pain as they seemed to radiate heat throughout her body. Her vision became cloudy as she entered the tunnel, now having to rely on Saevus as he tugged her harness to lead her through and enter the village.


All she could hear was cheering from the others of the clan, but she could no longer see them as darkness obscured her sight. “We’re five feet from the finish. Stop then and I’ll take it from there.” Saevus whispered into her ear as she saw her eyes becoming heavy.


Tigress did just that, stopping after six more steps and skidding to a stop. Panting heavily as she felt her heart pumping faster than she’d ever felt before. A female wolf brought up a different drink for both Tigress and Saevus, with Tigress drinking deeply from it as Saevus took a smaller gulp of his own. His body started to grow once more, which when he paws touched the ground he stood up. Lifting Tigress off the ground, for which she was now glad as it gave her limbs a chance to rest.


Around them the other racers began crossing the finish, with Immunuo looking pissed as he dismounted the giraffe. Letting her drop as many others did in kind. Panting and sweating heavily. As the last racer crossed and collapsed, Saevus began making his way to the stage. Tigress just stood as still as she could, not caring anymore to be paraded around as she was as the climber up. 


The Shaman stood before the two, smirking and chuckling at Tigress’ condition. Before he noticed the look of concern on his son’s face, who nodded his head towards the others. Letting the Shaman see the faces of the other racers who fell into the thorns. “Fertilitate Spinea. Immunuo had his pet kick the branch and we fell into it.” Saevus told him quietly.


“I see, then Immunuo will receive his punishment after the festival. For now he’s disqualified from the race. Now,” The Shaman said in a whisper. “WE HAVE OUT WINNERS!” the Shaman shouted, taking Tigress’ arm and lifting it up.


Her vision barely able to see the cheering faces. But what she did see made her proud. “I-I won, I proved myself to them. I am their better. I belong here!” Tigress thought, giving a soft smile as she burned their faces and cheers into her mind. 


“Fine display of both their agility, strength, and most importantly their endurance!” The Shaman said, getting a chuckle from a few of the wolves as wreaths were placed upon both their heads. Both green with some berries that could be seen just under the leaves now upon the pair. Making the crowd cheer for the two of them as even some of the other racers clapped their hands in respect.


The crowd then dispersed and moved through the village, going to the taverns or stalls set up along the outside of the main square near the tree. With Saevus now carrying her about, Tigress slowly recovered, not having much of a choice being still caught on his massive knot still. But she didn’t complain when he offered her some of the food and honey mead. Having never drank alcohol before it was an experience to be sure, but not unpleasant. With the mead being rather sweet and easy for her to drink. Soon half Saevus’ mug was gone and he didn’t even drink that much. This only made him chuckle and rubbed his hand on Tigress’ head, making her Chuff as she closed her eyes. Enjoying the feeling of his hand gently rubbing her head and ears, especially when his hand reached around and scratched her chin. It was as close as she could get to purring and it may have been embarrassing before, but now she didn’t care who saw her chuffing.


“This isn’t such a bad life.” Tigress thought, moaning softly at Saevus’ touch. For the first time she was enjoying herself here. Even made her hips grind into Saevus’ crotch now and then to stimulate his cock and keep him hard as she clenched. “Not a bad life at all.”