there once was a kingdom long ago in a land unknown, it's name doesn't matter, in that kingdom lived a boy and-
"shut up will you" growled the blond boy
"but my little prince, you used to love that one", mumbled the woman sitting next to him, she stood abruptly making for the grand door
"I shall take my leave then". it closed silently as a mouse, out the grand window he peaked at his kingdom below, only a few days now and he'll be 14, that means he'll officially be a man, they'll all have to respect him like they do his father, the king. but will they really? his father's voice resounds from some place beyond that closed doorway 
"tell them to send more men"
"but sir" remarked a familiar voice, it's the admirable
"we've sent over a hundred and they keep vanishing, the few that return speak of animal people and-"
"nonsense!" their voices fade to obscurity. the boy stared beyond the city walls, what a great forest, what untouched resources, he's struck by a mighty idea, nobody could possibly disrespect him anymore if he were to find out what made all those men vanish, and whatever it is wouldn't harm him, nothing not man or nature can truly harm Royalty. that evening when all guards where drunk and the shepherds in the field had rounded up their sheep, lest he be spotted and rumors spread, the young prince left on his fastest horse. it wasn't far to the treeline, they entered with upmost haste, if life had taught him anything it's that those who do mess with royalty loose their heads. and so he wandered and wandered, deeper did the prince wander without so much as a whiff of danger, eventually morning came
"well that's shit" he proclaimed to himself and the horse. they stopped at a rivers edge, it's water shimmering beneath the early morning sun, it was when the horse was free roaming and he had a mouthful of questionable water did it happen, movement from the bushes. the horse kicked
"woah... calm... calm" but the animal didn't calm
"CALM CA-" the little princess only just missed a hoove to his pretty face as his galiant steed fled into the thickets 
"alrighty, it'll be alright" but despite himself he shook from toe to head. 
"oooh look at the royalty" a young man's voice but from where?
"he's crying haha" echo's a woman, someone came up from behind swiping his knife from it's scabbard 
"show yourselves!"  but there is no conviction to the words. and yet she revealed herself, he blushed profusely, body half human half rodent, fur the color of river algae, she stepped out of the bushes, a girl of around his age totally naked except...
"you're one of them!", her face twisted into a baleful scowl, that vicious spear prods his soft belly 
"go on say it, I'm a..?" words escaped him.
several more of them emerge from the bushes, they're ratlike? but also hot, no don't think that way
"so what are we gonna do with him?" asked the girl
"the same as always", they're gonna eat me. he began to cry once more
"please my father's the king, he'll pay anything" several of the bunch eye him blankly, but it's an older man from behind who speaks 
"take everything off, no no not just your boots, everything" they're preparing me for the cook pot. but he does, what other options does the boy have but to obey, they're all watching him like he's a fresh slice of meat
"now lay down in the grass" once more he obeys without question
"such an obedient boy" the girl sighed,
"normally they put up such a fight, thanks for making this easier" she lifted her spear, it's tip gleaming in the sunlight, and struck down. it missed his head by an inch, in those following moments he really thought death has already befallen him, it's only when her soft padded foot presses down on his little rod does he jolt back to reality.  he's bolt upright reaching for his clothes 
"I told you to stay down!" she shouted 
"stay down and let it happen...", her body on top of his is like silk, wet warm silk, she smells like fresh flowers and arousal. 
"you like that don't you~" he only sobbed, somebody further into the crowd laughed. with each bounce the girl pounded him into the dirt, tight cunny constricting so thoroughly he can't help but cum, around shamed tears the little prince manages 
"if you're gonna kill me... just get it done already", she stopped just long enough to lean down and whisper
"kill you? no my prince, that's the last thing I'd want" her tongue is in his mouth before leaving him no chance to respond. it's midday when the girl dismounted, through slitted eyes she's a fluffy angel, every drop of royal cum has been drained from his balls, cock ablaze, barley conscious
"get up" but he didn't move 
"is he dead?" asked some women a ways away, shuffling can be heard from all around 
"I don't think so" responded the girl.
soft fluffy arms reach beneath his sweaty back, the little prince hangs over a mans shoulder, as they leave he caught his reflection, red eyed, faint but evident green fur, in that moment all became unbound, conscious returns with fury
"he's moving!" but it's too late, he's already on his feet. there are hundreds of them, bodies blending seamlessly into the lush forest foliage 
"easy..." she said reaching for him 
"what have you done?" but his tone harbors no dismay
"do you feel good?". with a gentle breeze on his green peach fuz face and brilliant sunshine exposing his nudeness the prince no more straightened like never before
"I feel amazing", her dismay vanished like  frost after sunrise 
"good, now how about we go meet the others".