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Lord Rylan Corwin was more than a little apprehensive about the marriage pacts. It wasn't that humans had a bad relationship with the anthros, at least not here. Every now and then one of their hunters would get lost in the woods only to be guided home by an anthro and every now and then one of the anthros would wind up at a human homestead after a hunt gone bad and was always greeted as company. No one went looking for them and no one ran afoul of them on the roads. This was how it had been since House Corwin was granted stewardship of the northern woods. But with the armies of Vandor caught at the great bridge far to the south there weren't many other ways to cross the mountains, and the emperor of the Vandor empire would have loved another route through, and that was pretty much limited to the Northwoods unless he felt like running his army all the way down to the beach (which would have been suicide. Say what you would about Croswell's military, the empire had a hell of a navy).

The lord had two legitimate children. Khale, his eldest, should have, by birthright, been the one to remain at their keep. But while the anthros could have beaten any small force that wandered into their homes they'd fare a good bit worse against the kind of massed forces that would just as soon uproot the forest than wander through it. So he'd be expected to play adviser to the queen of the tribes in addition to husband to her daughter. Truth be told, he wouldn't be far from home, and their new alliance would have the Corwins and their new allies close at all times. In truth, the lord was more worried about his daughter, Alyssa. It had been the queen's choice as to who she'd marry and she'd apparently picked a woman. He'd protested the choice as strange but had been assured that anthro royalty had ways to make this pairing work. Magic, he expected. He didn't really relish the idea of finding out what was planned but having Alyssa remain within her home made him certain that no harm could have come to her.

Khale said his goodbyes to his father and sister, as well as to those around the keep who had been his whole world while he was growing up. He looked a bit older than his eighteen years when dressed in his traveling cloak and furs. He'd need to be since he'd be on the road for a day and a half. No horse could make the trek through the roots and snags that lay between him and his new home. He looked the part of the handsome new husband. Tall and broad in the shoulders with deep brown hair and icy blue eyes. It was no wonder where he got his looks from. Put add twenty years to Khale, set him next to his lord father and you'd never be able to tell the difference (save for the fact that Rylan Corwin could have probably passed for 8 years younger than he was if you ignored the fact that his stubble had a bit of gray in it).

Khale's last goodbye was the one that probably shouldn't have made the list. Sam Wright, the cook's son. Only about a year younger than his sister Alyssa, the boy was quick witted, sweet, and could have probably passed for a girl in the right light. Now, there were a few problems with Sam. First of all: The cook was a red head, his wife a brunette, Sam a blond. Second of all: The older members of the keep remembered a time when the husband and wife had been trying fruitlessly for a child but never any news of success until a proud Mr. Wright showed up with a son in his arms. Third, and probably most important: Sam's eyes were an icy blue shade that Khale could have most easily seen in a mirror. Khale had been friends with the boy for what seemed like forever and was certain that if he were to call Sam "brother" he'd have been half right. Their mother had passed shortly after Alyssa was born so a bastard wasn't out of the question by any means. After making the boy promise to keep an eye on his sister Khale took off, heading further north.

He'd pass his sisters new... bride? to be on the way north. He took with him around 10 servants and bodyguards, and was to understand that there would be several anthros coming south as well. The idea was to help familiarize the new allies with each other so that any difficulties could be gotten out of the way before they were to stand beside each other in battle
 
Wintersong was more than a little curious about all of this. as the Eldest sister, it was her task to protect her people, and this... Marriage... what a strange concept... would do that for her people. Wintersong was the Eldest sister, and the Sage for the people. that meant she was magically, the strongest. she was so powerful, magic wise, that she could even commune with the spirits of the forest, and twist the way things where. she could make an apple tree blossom out of season... though she could not yet make fruit come forth. Nature did have a line that could not be crossed after all. she sighed and looked around at the clearing with which many of the Wolf Anthro made their home. they slept in Den's, like civilized people. none of that cutting down trees to make strange box like constructs. she had to wonder if her new wife... no, husband, her husband was a male, she was the wife... would cope. she hoped her little sister wasn't too annoyed with being sent to live with the humans. the poor darling. being the younger sister was a pain sometimes.

Wintersong straightened as she realized the Human's where nearly upon them, and she glanced at her mother 'Queen' the humans called her. it was the wrong term, but close enough that the Anthro didn't much care. Wintersong sighed as she listened to the humans approaching. they where ten minutes away yet, how could anything be so clumsy and noisy? Wintersong hated it when humans where in the forest. they frightened the Prey, sometimes it took days for the deer and rabbit to come back. finally she gripped her staff, her mother beside her and they both straightened as the proud Pack leaders that they where. "Welcome, Prince Khale, tot he Forest of the People. Come and be welcome." The 'Queen' offered with a smile. they had taken every effort to make the humans more comfortable with massive amounts of pillows and blankets laid under a tarp. all the anthro knew better than to expect the humans to sleep underground or without a shelter of some kind. uncivilized that they where.

~~**~~

Alyssa was as excited as she was terrified. today her... wife, was going to be here. now that was a good thing for young Alyssa, because quite frankly, she couldn't stand most men. Sam Wright was the only male she didn't hate... mostly because he was the only male who didn't try to get under her dress. she was a princess not a harlot girl. not to mention most men where stinky, smelly, brutish, and entirely too loud. she was a shy girl, and hated loud noises, so when the knights started gettign too rowdy, it was always Sam Wright, or her brother who managed to get her to safety. not that she was ever in danger of being hurt, or raped or anything, but she didn't like it. women where also prettier, not that she would ever admit that to anyone but herself. she'd be punished very severely if it ever got out that she was honestly gay... well not Gay, she did like some men, like Sam, but they where rare. she smiled a little as she carefully straightened her fancy dress as she waited for the anthro to appear. she had insisted on making things a little more comfortable for the anthro, and had done her best to arrange the sleeping arrangement's so that the Anthro would be more comfortable. she hadn't known how to though, so most of it had been putting as many potted plants as she could into the rooms that the Anthro would be staying in.

finally she spotted the group of Anthro and scanned her eyes in the attempt to figure out which one was her 'bride'. "Welcome. i am Alyssa Corwin." she stated with a dipping curtsey. "this is my father, Rylan Corwan, King of Northwoods." there was a small mutter, how could someone be a king of woods? humans made no sense... honestly. but they where there to stay, and to learn. it was The Mother's orders. The Mother being what they called their Anthro 'Queen'. Alyssa studied them with open curiosity, wondering if this was such a good idea after all...
 
Considering that he and his men were bringing with them more armor and gear Khale didn't really mind that they could be heard approaching. If they'd been hunting they would have made better time more quietly, or brought dogs to root out their prey from wherever it was hiding. From what he understood, anthros didn't use dogs to hunt so they hadn't brought any. Better to leave them back at the castle where they could actually do their jobs and put food on the table.

He stood before the queen and her daughter, taking in both of them in turn. In truth he found himself starring a bit. This was the closest he'd ever actually been to an anthro, having only ever seen the messengers that every now and then came to speak with his father. Wintersong was beautiful beyond what he could have imagined. "Thank you, your highness. I'm glad to be among friends and I do hope that, as our friends, you'll see fit to forgive us for the social trespasses we will no doubt commit." He said with a hint of a grin. He did hope that he didn't actually look as nervous as he felt. He was, afterall, subject to their rules and traditions now. He rather wondered if his sister's new bride felt the same way. "My men will want somewhere to stow our gear. Preferably dry and above ground. If we are to fight alongside you we'll have need of it at some point." He added as well, ever thinking of his duties as prince (even if it was an afterthought).

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Frostpaw regarded her new bride with excited eyes. She knew why their mother had picked her to go among the human lands. She was always the one to wander furthest from home, the first to defend the things the things humans did as interesting (albeit slightly misguided) rather than outright stupid. Besides, if you were going to put your best foot forward, you could have hardly done worse than a cute arctic fox with bright green eyes. She didn't wear much in the way of clothing, just what leather bits were required to maintain the basic modesty expected by humans. She also had her bow slung on her back as well as a quiver of arrows. With the threat of war coming claws alone might not prove sufficient to protect her new family.

She returned the curtsy motion, which could have been a disaster considering that her short leather skirt didn't cover much anyway, but she did have the presence of mind not to show off any more of herself. The humans, strangely enough, hadn't asked for proof that she was equipped to take care of Alyssa's needs, though she would have been more than happy to prove that she was. Still, they hadn't made any such requests so she simply assumed that they trusted a futa had been supplied as Alyssa's new bride. "I am called Frostpaw. I look forward to a fruitful union between us and our races." She said with a smile. Rylan smiled at his daughter-in-law to be's courtesy. "Alyssa, our guests must be tired from their travels. Extend our courtesies to miss Frostpaw and her group." He said. Normally this would have been a job for a servant but the king wasn't a foolish man. The princess should get a chance to get to know her new wife. Better to let her show them around and spend some time with them.
 
Wintersong smiled a little as the human stepped forward. he was polite at least, and willing to admit he knew nothing of civilized culture. granted, she supposed HE thought HE was of the civilized culture, but whatever the case, they where certainly going to have a few... bumps, in the road for a while. "There is always forgivness, for those who admit they are wrong." The 'Queen' Stated with a sly smile. "i am called The Mother, similar you the Title Queen, but not." she admitted with a small chuckle as Wintersong smiled. "She is called 'The Mother' because she is like a Mother to us all. her task is to lead us, and to protect us." Wintersong admitted. "when she passes, i will become The Mother, leader to my people. for now, i am Sage, the Magic worker." she admitted with a nod. "we have created an above ground home for you, we tried our best, but i am afraid it will not be much what you are used to." Wintersong admitted as she motioned for the men to follow.

it was almost like a tent really. heave fur pelts where hung from heavy poles in a triangle sort of formation. it was large enough to hold all of the humans, and their items, and it was very comfortably warm inside, despite the slight chill in the air. there where piles of fur on the ground, forming a very soft, and comfortable floor. there where also pillows and blankets lined up and piled together. "when we knew you where coming, we traded with the local village for comfortable blankets and pillows for you." Wintersong explained with a smile. "there are also living areas in the Dens if you wish to try." she admitted. "we don't tend to use things like pillows and blankets ourselves, but you are more than welcome to have them wherever you decide to sleep." she promised. "we are cooking a feast in your honor." she admitted with a nod. "i think you will find it very fun."

~~**~~

Alyssa bit back a giggle when Frostpaw repeated the curtsey. "it is an honor to meet you Frostpaw. i'm Alyssa." the princess introduced herself with a smile. "i too hope for good bonds of friendship." she admitted happily. "please follow me, i did my best to make your rooms more comforting, but i know little of your people. please, if you have a want, or a need for anything, do not fear to ask." she promised them before taking them straight up to the rooms. "each of you has been offered a room of your own, this entire wing is for you and your people." Alyssa explained, indicating a massive hallways. there where three bathing rooms, a small kitchen, a communal sitting room, and ten bedrooms. "you may use the rooms as you see fit." she assured them all before helping them to settle in, hoping that they liked the plants that she had transplanted into pots herself, with the help of the Gardner of course. "Frostpaw? would you tell me about the forest and your people?" she asked, her eyes shining with honest curiosity. Alyssa had always been fascinated by the Anthro.
 
Something about The Mother's smile bothered Khale. Where as some of the others treated him like an oddity she acted like she understood humans perfectly well, and knew for a fact that he didn't understand her. It wouldn't have bothered him except that she seemed to enjoy that fact. He forgot all about that when Wintersong mentioned that she was a sage. Khale's eyes widened greatly. He knew that anthros were more in tune with magic than humans were but he hadn't really ever given any thought to the possibility that his bride to be might be a spell caster. That was a bit more intimidating than he was willing to admit.

The men happily set about making themselves at home in the tent after checking with Khale. He simply gave them a nod. He would have rather preferred his own quarters and he quickly found a chance to have them. At least in his mind he did. "Well, I had rather imagined that if we were going to be married I'd be sharing your lodgings. I'm afraid I really do need some blankets or a fire though. I don't exactly have the same insulation that you do." He pointed out, rather hoping that he hadn't made some huge social misstep. So far, anthros seemed a good bit less concerned about modesty than humans so he doubted it would offend, but you could never be sure.

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The rooms were obviously furnished a bit more heavily than Frostpaw would have expected but she didn't argue. It had a sort of exotic appeal to it. "I like the flowers..." She mused as she leaned in to smell some of them that had been planted by her window. When asked for stories of her people she looked a little sheepish, though it wasn't too hard to tell that she was faking. "Well, I don't know if I should. Between the hunting, the festivals, and all of our other diversions I'm afraid I might overstimulate you. Are you sure it won't be too much for a sheltered human princess to hear such stories?" she asked. She was rather clearly messing with Alyssa. After a buildup like that she could hardly say no, and Frostpaw couldn't be blamed if anything scandalous came up after warning her.
 
The Mother just smiled again, looking very much like she wanted to laugh at the poor befuddled human. at least they had sent the hunters, and not frail human women who where completely helpless, and useless in the woods. The Mother understood the most about humans, save for Frostpaw. her second daughter was practically an expert on humans. The Mother was glad she had sent her Fox Daughter to the human settlement. Wintersong nearly giggled when she saw the human's eyes widen like that, clearly he hadn't realized that his new... wife, was so versed in Magic. even The Mother was not as in tune to the worlds nature as Wintersong was. "i'm not entirely sure you would like my Lodgings, Prince Khale." Wintersong warned with a smile. "but you are welcome to see my Den if you like." she offered, motioning for him to follow her. "most of the People share lodgings." she admitted. "Mothers, fathers, and cubs often share until the cubs find their Life Mate and set about making cubs of their own." she explained. "sometimes they don't move out, and you get grandmother and grandfather, mother and father, and cubs in the same Den. it depends on the mentality of the parents in question."

"i myself no longer live with The Mother, because i have duties that must be seen to." she admitted. "The Pack often comes to me at all times, day or night, for advice or assistance." she admitted as she led him to a cave mouth, there where dozens of them surrounding the clearing. "i feel i must warn you, however. this thing called monogamy..." she wrinkled her nose. "it doesn't really exist in Anthro society." she admitted simply. "we tend to stay with one mate for comfort and raising of pups, but we are not sexually repressed like you humans are." she admitted. "still, if you ask it of me, i will remain loyal to you, both in spirit, and in body." she promised him as she stepped into the cave, which had three branches. she took the middle one and led the way down, deep down. "all of the cave entrances are connected, but it easy to get lost." she admitted. "this is my den." she explained, ducking through a hanging sheet of dried grass and berries. the inside was just tall enough for her to stand without hitting her head, and was barely wide enough for Khale to spread out flat. it was tiny and there was very little in it, other than piles of furs to keep the cold away, and to keep from sleeping on the hard ground.

~~**~~

Alyssa's eyes glittered in delight as she was informed that the flowers where indeed appreciated before she pouted as she was denied the stories she craved. "well, the hunting is something that humans do too, and we have festivals of our own!" granted... human festivals didn't always... or ever, involve dancing nude around a massive Bonfire to bring blessings of fertility and sexuality... but Alyssa didn't know that. "please? oh please tell me some stories? i'll tell you some stories of my own! i know a lot of fun stories!" she promised, her eyes wide as she pleaded with Frostpaw. "i've always been so CURIOUS about your people!" she admitted. "please tell me? it's best if i know about you anyway, after all, are we not to be married? what is a marriage with secretes?"
 
Khale let her lead the way to her lodgings, remaining silent most of the way as he did his best to keep track of where they were, lest he need return to the surface and find himself lost in the tunnels. When she mentioned that she received callers at all times of the day and night he raised a brow slightly. "I've gone my whole life without magic so far and The Pack has it at their fingertips any time of the day or night. And people think humans need a lot to get by..." He said, giving her a little smile that reminded her he was just joking. Khale may have been out of his depth but at least he knew it. He didn't claim to have any idea why an anthro might need a sage's help in the middle of the night and so would not make any assertions about it beyond a joke or two. When she mentioned that she had previously lived with The Mother he gave a little sigh, finally fairly sure that he had an answer to a question that had been bugging him but that he didn't quite want to ask. "Okay, so THE Mother is actually YOUR mother." He clarified, trying to get a feel for whether or not he was actually gaining a mother-in-law out of this marriage.

When she mentioned that monogamy wasn't an issue here and offered to keep herself only for him she quickly shut down any other train of thought. He'd sort of suspected this but hadn't quite known how he was going to handle it. He still didn't have the slightest idea what he was going to say until he actually said it. "I get veto privileges and so do you. If anyone starts taking their involvement with you to mean that they can behave in ways I wouldn't permit myself to act, I'll let them know. And, to the best of your knowledge, I'd like to try to make sure that our cubs are, in fact, MY cubs." He said simply. He found the lack of monogamy to be a strange thing and wasn't sure exactly how many of the rules he'd laid down would already exist, possibly as "unwritten" rules. He rather hoped that some of them went without saying.

By the time they reached her den he was already cold. They were down too deep for the warmth of the sun to reach them, especially since tree cover kept the ground level cool as it was. He looked into her den and did a quick bit of mental math to see if he'd be able to actually lay flat. Nope. This room would destroy his back, no doubt about that. "We're not sleeping here..." He said simply, turning back to Wintersong. "You are coming back up to that lovely tent your people built, sleeping on pillows, near a warm fire, and if your people should need lead turned to gold at the crack of dawn let them come drag you out from under a couple of fluffy comforters to do it." The young lord said with a slight smile. "And I'm not taking no for an answer on this one." He added with a boyish tone that said there was either going to be an agreement on this issue or someone was getting carried back to comfier lodgings.

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Frostpaw could hardly say no when matched with Alyssa's enthusiasm so she began to tell the story of one of their hunting festivals. It was something tame enough that she didn't risk offending any sensibilities. Basically, the festival entailed one of their greatest hunters being chosen to track and kill some particularly elusive or powerful prey, in this case a massive buck that had eluded their hunters for weeks. If the hunter came back with the prey there was a feast, if the hunter came back empty handed or was lost then it was a day of fasting to remind everyone that the forest was not always so generous.

This particular story involved the hunter in question eventually felling the beast at the edge of a human keep, specifically one of the outlying farms. The hunter, offered the humans a place at the feast if they would help him bring his kill back to the Pack. Naturally Frostpaw got a bit more detailed when describing their guests. Afterall, weren't humans the most interesting part of the meal? Well, naturally, when the sweet wine began to flow how could she help but take an interest in one of the farmer's sons? She obviously left out bits and pieces here or there to make the story a bit more suitable for the sexually unrefined but before she could get to the good parts she heard movement by the door.

She stood and began a rather loud description of the boy to cover the sound of her footsteps, which were nearly silent anyway. She held a paw in front of her mouth as she spoke, her people's sign for silence, similar to a raised finger in front of the lips. In one motion the fox girl reached for the door and whoever was on the other side of it, hauling a squirming body inside by the collar. Sam looked shocked and tried to wrench himself free once or twice before simply reverting to a sheepish look and a glance at Alyssa. Her father's bastard had clearly been as interested in the story as she was. Frostpaw glanced at Sam and then back to Alyssa. "Do cute girls make a habit of spying on you?" She asked with a little smile that suggested the preferred answer was 'yes'. She did not, however, make any move to let Sam go. For his part, Sam glanced over at Alyssa, giving her a look that asked, but not quite begged, for her help. He could probably use his feminine charm to get himself out of this mess but that would probably only create a bigger one. Better to let Alyssa sort this out.
 
Snowsong chuckled a little. "you have no idea what it is i do, do you?" she asked with a smile. "i would be similar to a... hedgwitch, mixed with a healer... er, a doctor." she explained. "i have to be available at all times, because injuries happen at all times." she admitted. "not to mention babies." she shook her head. "three in one night last winter. three!" she complained with a happy little grin. "you'd think the babies planned it. little brats." she complained with a roll of her eyes. "humans are a materialistic people, i've found. the more stuff they have cluttering up their living spaces, the more prestige they have." Snowsong mused. "makes no sense to me, but then, i never was as curious as Frostpaw was." she admitted with a smile. "Frostpaw has actually taken to studying humans, she finds you and yours incredibly fascinating. she's in heaven no doubt." she admitted with a small chuckle. "yes, The Mother is in fact my Birth Mother." she assured him. "she is also Birth Mother to Frostpaw, your sisters mate." Snowsong explained with a smile before she paused, looking at him with bafflement.

"What is Veto?" she asked, her head cocked to the side. "in any case, Anthro don't... how do you call it, Rape?" she asked, lifting an eyebrow. "for us, no really does mean No. anyone breaking that Law is Neutered." she admitted simply. "females as well as males. "then they are banished." she smiled at him. "all Cubs born to a mated pair, are always biologically that pairs. Anthro are very loyal that way, we might stray physically from time to time... or rather, often, but we don't breed with anyone but the one we have mated to." here she paused. "although, i don't know if we can have cubs." she admitted. "i know that male Anthro can impregnate human females. but i've never heard of a female anthro becoming pregnant from a human." she cocked her head. "then again, it's never had a chance to be tested, so i suppose we'll have to wait and see." she admitted. she snickered at his statement of her sleeping quarters. "i told you that you would not like my Den." she stated, her eyes glittering with laughter. "and i'm sorry, but i am not sleeping in that ugly tent." she complained with a roll of her eyes. "i'll overheat and get sick." she stated simply as she tugged on her fur. "i'll consider having a second tent made, one that can satisfy the both of us." she decided. "if you sleep with me, my fur should keep you warm enough anyway."

~~**~~

Alyssa listened with wide, delighted eyes. the Anthro where so amazing! hunting a deer that had eluded hunters for WEEKS! so amazing! she giggled a little as Frostpaw tried to keep out the dirty parts of the story, but Alyssa wasn't nearly as innocent as one might think. she and Sam used to sneak into the Soldier Barracks all the time and listened to the stories told there. no one knew, not even Khale, but Alyssa had learned more about sex from drunken soldiers relaying their tales, than she did from 'the talk' she'd gotten from her mother. she glanced at the flickering motion near the doorway but paid little attention to it. she was used to people following her around, guards and the like. her Father had probobly gotten worried and sent a bodyguard to check on her. make sure she wasn't being eaten or something. she looked puzzled at the motion the Fox had made, her head cocked to the side before she burst into laughter as Sam was yanked into view. the look of almost terror on her freinds face was just too funny!

"Sam isn't a girl!" she stated with bright laughter. "he's just curious Frostpaw, it's ok, Sam is my freind!" she promised, smiling at the white Fox. "i'm fairly sure my elder brother Khale insisted that Sam watch over me. Khale and Sam are very protective of me." she admitted with a giggle. "he's really cute though isn't he? if you ask really nice, i'll share him with you." she promised, grinning wickedly at Frostpaw. Sam was the only person who knew that Alyssa had a wickedly perverted sense of humor. and she was always using it to make Sam blush. "finish the story Frostpaw? what happened after you and the Farmer Boy vanished into the Den?"
 
He wasn't going to argue that there were plenty of humans who put much too large a focus on material wealth. It seemed a rather odd sentiment from a prince but then again, his father had made his home in a forest most other lords avoided like the plague so 'odd' was rather often a fitting descriptor for him. "A veto is when someone has the legal right to deny someone else's decision. Like, for instance, how the king can veto decisions of his lords if they go against the best interests of the kingdom. In this case, if anyone I have cause to dislike is trying to find a way into your bed, I reserve the right to politely tell him where he can go and possibly where to cram it." He told her. Much like he'd expected it seemed that a lot of the rules he'd laid down were already part of anthro society. Some of that stuff just sort of went without saying.

When she mentioned that she wasn't sure that they could have children he looked a little worried. "We'll just have to wait and see. I rather hope that we can though, since my first born will be the next king. It needn't necessarily be quickly though. Alyssa can watch my throne for me if anything should happen to my father." He said. Fortunately, being a fairly small kingdom meant that there wasn't a huge line of people all waiting for their chance to bump him off and take his throne.

Her comments on the tent made him laugh a bit. "Your people built it. Maybe you should have focused on making it not-ugly." He said, smiling a little bit since he didn't really consider the tent to be at all bad. "I'm still insisting on a bed of some sort." He said as he stepped back out of her den.

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Sam nodded quickly when Alyssa explained why he was here. "Yup, that's exactly it. Here to watch her. Lord Khale's orders." He lied. No, Khale knew better than to intentionally send a spy for her new wife. It wasn't like Frostpaw could harm Alyssa without creating an incident much bigger than any of them. Sam was here on his own initiative, looking to get a glimpse of his friend's new bride and, after he'd figured out what was going on, hear the end of her story. Frostpaw's eyes lit up when she heard that Sam was a boy. "Ohh! I didn't know you did that here..." She said, the look on her face like a child on Christmas. She gently pushed the cute young cook's son down onto Alyssa's lap. "Stay." She said to him as simply as if he was a puppy. Sam looked back at Alyssa to make sure that wasn't a problem for her but didn't move to get up just yet.

"I was sort of leaving some bits out but since you've already got Sam here I think you'll really like this story..." She said, grinning with a wicked glint in her eyes. "You see, this farmer's boy was just as pretty as could be, just like Sam. But when I asked him who he was planning on serving he didn't have any idea what I was talking about. I don't really think that some of the farmers are blessed with such a great education so I sort of had to spell it out for him. Too small to hunt, much too pretty to risk ruining that with manual labor, and no magical aptitude to speak of. Of course the best place to be would be as someone else's pet, living a life of luxury... with all the sex you could want... You know I actually wanted to be a femboy when I was younger? I'll bet being Alyssa's femboy is quite a treat, isn't it Sam?" she'd gone off topic a little bit but the rant still left no questions about what had happened to the farmboy. The look on Sam's face was between horrified and horny as he'd ever been when he thought about having Frostpaw do something like that. He quickly got off of Alyssa's lap. "You've really got the wrong idea. I cook. I'm a cook. Alyssa doesn't own me." He said quickly, wanting to clear things up as quickly as possible. If red cheeks were visible through white fur... "Ohh... I... uhh..." Frostpaw now realized that that story probably was the exact opposite of appropriate seeing as humans apparently did not give their more feminine males jobs pleasuring others. "Whoops..." was the final verdict on that one.
 
she considered that for a moment and then nodded. "that seams fair." she admitted with a small smile. "i will agree to that, just never have sex with Twilightdancer. i can't stand the little twit." she grumbled. "she's as air-headed as a sparrow and as stupid as a turkey." Wintersong admitted with a shake of her head before she stared at him, her head cocked to the side. "our child would be your... King, was it?" she asked. "is that allowed? i thought only full blooded humans could hold your human throne..." she admitted, looking a little startled. "we will have to try then. i will need at least two children after all. one for your Kingdom, and one for mine." she admitted with a nod. "you need a Male, yes?" she asked, her head tilted. "the child for the Fayn can be either male or female, the Gods do not care who rules here, so long as they rule with kindness." she admitted. "though, we are a matriarchal society, so if Snowpaw has a daughter, she will become The Mother after me. if neither of us has a daughter, then whoever bonds to my Son will become The Mother." it was almost as confusing as human royalty.

"i doubt there is a way to make such a thing not ugly." she admitted, wrinkling her nose. "still, i cannot lay with that many humans. no offence to you, but you move, and snore, and twitch, and make noises when you sleep. highly unsettling." she admitted with a shake of her head before she fixed him with a look. "you don't snore do you?" she demanded, her eyes narrowed as she led him back out of the tunnels, catching a child who had barreled head long into her. "Careful now." Wintersong ordered with a chuckle as she gave the cub a tiny nudge before heading over to where a couple of Anthro where washing piles of heavy fur in thick barrels... with what looked like... brains and blades made from deer antlers. there was even a very cute, adorably feminine boy sitting with them, though he wasn't doing anything really, just telling a story to keep the Anthro entertained.

~~**~~

Alyssa fought back a giggle because she KNEW Khale would never have ordered Sam to watch her. but she liked Sam, and this would give them a chance to still hang out even though she was married now. Alyssa looked a little confused at Frostpaw's statement. they did what here? she giggled as Sam was placed in her lap and she wrapped her arms around him, holding him as she had often done when the other boys picked on Sam for being so pretty. she was gaping at the Fox as she continued the story, her eyes wide in stunned shock. sex pets!? the Anthro had sex pets!? Alyssa wanted one too... Sam would make a great Sex pet, if only he wasn't so morally responsible and shy. she started to giggle wildly as Sam started to sputter and mutter and Deny and she nearly collapsed she was giggling so hard. "i could own you Sam, if you wanted me to." Alyssa teased, grinning wickedly. "i was always hoping that you where secretly a noble lords son, so i wouldn't have no marry those nasty beefy men that never bathed." she admitted with a nod. "when Father told me i was gettign married, i was going to pack my things, and make you run away with me... until i realized i was marrying an Anthro." she admitted with a giggle as she studied Frostpaw.

"their a lot more interesting than i ever thought." she admitted, clapping her hands together eagerly. "we don't mind the naughty stories Frostpaw, so long as Daddy doesn't find out. he would be highly upset." she admitted with a sulk. "he treats me like i'm a child." she grumbled before she smirked wickedly at Sam. "still, it would be rude not to offer something that Anthro are so used to. wouldn't you like to be a pet Sam? never have to work again, always have a full belly, never get hit anymore." sometimes, the head cook didn't think Sam had worked hard enough, and neglected to feed the 'little bastard brat'. and some of the crueler soldiers liked to hit Sam if he wasn't quick enough in bringing their Ale. Alyssa and Khale did what they could to protect Sam, but they couldn't always be with the Cook's son. "it could be fun Sam, i know your curious as much as i am." she teased the feminine boy with a giggle.
 
Khale listened as his new wife added the first name to the list of anthros he wasn't allowed to have sex with. "See? The veto works already." He said with a smile. He sort of shrugged when asked if a half anthro could be king. "Really, lineage is the important thing. Our son would be the child of royalty and... well, a sage." He realized that he had no idea what the collective word for the anthro ruling class was, there definitely was one, of which the sage and the Mother were clearly part. He just didn't know what it was called. "Don't get me wrong. I'm sure that some of my lords will have some words about the subject but I shouldn't have to do much beyond remind them of the oaths that they swore to my family to keep them in line." He concluded. He was still sort of trying to work out her own family tree. There seemed to be a lot more women in it than made sense so far.

When she accused him of snoring he chuckled a bit. "Not to my knowledge. And I'll bet you're not completely still when you sleep either. I'm thinking you probably sleep like a puppy. Bark softly at something in your dreams, maybe perk your ears up to hear something that isn't there. I'll bet its adorable." He teased her as they reached the surface. He watched the anthros at work, not really minding the ever present scent of blood that came from using so much of an animal. Honestly, the thing that bothered him most was seeing so many bone blades. He'd have to ask his father for some more steel ones as a wedding gift. Did anthros even have a concept of wedding gifts? He'd have to ask. In the end he found himself gravitating towards the girl that was telling the story. Nope, scratch that, the boy that was telling the story. Anthro or human, everyone loved a good story.

---

Sam looked utterly shocked by what he was hearing. This was crazy. For one, he was almost certainly her half brother and Alyssa knew it as well as he did. He could have easily forced his way out of her lap but it still would have required some doing, and a king's bastard didn't get far in life (or in some cases live a long one) by fighting off a princess. He couldn't believe what he was hearing as Alyssa painted a picture of a life of luxury for him. He'd always been just a little jealous of Khale and Alyssa. Afterall, he was a king's son too, but because he happened to be a bastard none of those dreams could ever be true. Until now...

The look in Frostpaw's eyes was that of a seasoned predator who had her favorite prey on the menu for tonight. She leaned in close to the shocked young boy, resting her hands on his knees and spreading his legs a bit before looking down. "I haven't heard a no yet, and little Sam is screaming yes as hard as he can..." she purred, prodding the bulge in Sam's pants with her finger. She glanced up at Alyssa, grinning a bit. She couldn't have imagined a more perfect way to get to know her new wife than to begin training their new sex pet together.

"Go ahead and let him go now Alyssa. It's time for him to get on the ground now, and to strip. Good pets are well trained pets. You earn the pretty dresses you'll be wearing. Alright?" She purred. Sam was blushing so adorably but found himself nodding anyway. "A-alright" He stammered after a moment. "Good boy." Frostpaw said, kissing his cheek softly before stepping back and moving to a changing curtain. "You're a very lucky pet Sam. Not every femboy gets a futa as an owner, and that means you get a little surprise. Speaking of which, Alyssa, would you come help me get Sam's surprise ready?" She purred from behind the curtain. Truthfully, Sam's 'surprise' was already throbbing hard beneath that leather skirt, but she wanted Alyssa's help to lure Sam in a bit. She was glad that the humans didn't have a word for futas and wouldn't even begin to know what it meant. First step in training a femboy was to make sure he learned to play a girl as well as a boy, and maybe a bit more often if she had her say.
 
she blinked at him and then chuckled. "our Royalty is called the Fayn." she explained. "The Mother and The Father would be equal to your King and Queen. The Sage would be much like a Royal adviser, court jester, Court Healer, and Court magician all in one." she explained. "That is an appointed title, rather than a born one. only someone who is intelligent, gentle, and highly gifted in magic can hold the title of Sage." she admitted with a smile. "Suns and Moons would be princes and princesses, and the Fey are those that are given high praise, like when your King makes someone a Noble. our Fey are made up of the best and brightest warriors." she admitted with a smile. "i will introduce you to them later, i know your curious about our warrior skills." she admitted simply. "and i am a grown wolf, while i do have nightmares from time to time, that cause me to move, Mother says i sleep like the dead otherwise." here Wintersong snickered. "she used to check on me in the middle of the night to make sure i wasn't actually dead." she admitted with a chuckle as she listened to Aslam telling his story.

he was the best at telling funny and amusing stories, and the Anthro working around him where giggling as he told a story about one of the best Fey, who had gotten lost in the hunt for a mythical buck. the 'Hero' was soon covered in mud, swarmed by bees, stripped naked, lost his weapons, and somehow got covered in human paint and pollen. the story ended with the Mythical Buck laughing at the hunter, declairing that the 'Wise one' had stumbled into every last trap, trick, and prank the buck had laid out for him! "Now the hunter was very angry that he had been tricked so badly and so easily, and he threw a tantrum right there in the forest! wailing and crying and complaining that it just wasn't fair!" Aslam stated, causing another round of giggles, even the male Anthro who where working on sewing some pelts together where grinning. "the Buck felt rather ashamed for this young hunter, and offered a way to make the Young Hunter smarter, more clever, less easily tricked..." Aslam stated, his voice going mysterious and mystical and Wintersong grinned, along with all the other Anthro. everyone knew better than to take such an offer from a trickster god. "not knowing any better, the Young hunter agreed, and right before his eyes..." the boy paused and the Anthro leaned towards him, waiting. "He became a Woman!" the Anthro all roared with laughter, even the two males, and the little human looked entirely pleased with himself. "and that is how the Hunter became the best in the land! for only the best could go out as a man, and come back as a woman."

~~**~~

Alyssa smirked a little, well aware that Sam was related to her, quite closely in fact. but it wasn't like they where going to have babies together. just a little fun. "oh my..." Alyssa muttered, examining the bulge as best she could from the position she was in. she'd never actually seen a cock before. the men where all too careful to never be nude save for in the bathing hall and in their rooms, and Alyssa valued privacy too much to try and snoop there. she let Sam go with a giggle and studied him eagerly at the thought of putting him in pretty dresses. no one would mess with Sam, deny him food, or hit him every again so long as he was Frostpaw's pet. "Futa?" Alyssa asked, looking baffled. "what's a Futa?" she asked, following Frostpaw behind the curtain, her head cocked to the side as she waited for Frostpaw to explain. instead she shrieked as it was unveiled, startled that such a huge thing could be attached to such a tiny fox.

"it... it's so BIG!" she gasped, looking stunned. "is it REAL?" she asked, hesitating before settling onto her knees and stroking the length. "it IS real! wow! i was wondering how we where going to... but i never knew that people could be like this." she admitted, her eyes glittering with delighted awe. "can i... uhm, taste it?" she asked, her eyes flicking up to Frostpaw's before leaning forward and dragging her tongue along the length with a shiver. "you taste like..." she hummed and ran her tongue along the length again, base to tip before she giggled a little. "are we really going to make Sam a pet? he has such a horrible life here. everyone picks on him, and hurts him... i want him to be happy, you'll be nice to him right? if you promise... i'll tell father that i gave you Sam as a wedding gift."
 
He listened carefully to what she had to say, though something was sort of confusing to him. The boy's story just made things worse since it played right into the question he had about their people. Afterall, the story teller rather looked like he'd tried to go out as a boy and come back as a girl, and hadn't done a half bad job of it either. When the story had finished he decided to go ahead and ask Wintersong. "Okay, I've got to ask this since it's going to drive me nuts if I don't... why are there so many women here?" He said, gesturing about to those around him. "Even in your family I haven't met one male yet." He added in. It was obvious how he could get confused. When you considered that plenty of the Fey and Fayn were going to be futas that accounted for a good bit more of the population that looked female and every time he saw a guy walking about that looked to be on the feminine side of things he missed two more femboys that had prettied themselves up well enough that he'd have never noticed.

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When the princess shrieked Sam called out. "What the hell is going on back there?!" only to have Frostpaw call back. "I don't hear undressing! Princess Alyssa's doing just fine, aren't you princess?" She asked, finding herself rather shocked when the princess dropped to her knees. Frostpaw was packing a bit of a monster and she was quite proud of herself. "Of course it's real, and if you think this is big you ought to see my mother..." She said with a grin, gasping as Alyssa licked her hard shaft. If it was the first one that she'd seen she'd be a bit surprised when she saw Sam's. Frostpaw's cock was knotted like a canine's so she could knot her mate. She was resisting the urge to get her bride to be to do more than just lick but they had another person to think of. A pet was a big responsibility afterall.

When asked about Sam she gave a little nod. It seemed cruel to leave the boy to his current life when there was a new one waiting for him that would be so much better. "I always wanted a femboy to share with my mate and Sam is so adorably perfect for the job. He needs us as much as we need him..." She said thoughtfully as she reached down and gripped her fat cock with her paw, her soft furry nuts swaying softly as she began to stroke the knot. "I'm not sure he'll like me though. Not at first. Lots of femboys take some adjusting before they can get used to their new lives. But Sam... Well, he got so hard when you teased him, and you are his princess, you practically own him already from what I've seen. Won't you order him to do this for me? We both know what's best for Sam..." she said, tapping her cock softly. She knew that Sam could hear them and knew what must be going through his mind right then but if they stepped out from behind the curtain they'd find the adorablely feminine bastard sitting on his knees stark naked like he was supposed to be. The time for him to get out while the getting was good had long since passed and the time for his new owners to be firm with him had come.
 
Wintersong smiled a little as she listened to the end of the story before lifting an eyebrow at Khale. "there are males here. but they are very rare, and are treated very kindly. the Males here only do what they want to do, as they need to be protected. Males are often born small, and weak." she admitted, indicating a group of three, playing together. two where girls, and the third was a boy, who was half the size of the females. "despite what you might think, the little boy there, is the eldest." she admitted. "something in our genetics, makes the Males weaker than the females, i don't know why, but it is why our society is so matriarchal." she admitted simply. "out of all the females, only Half are 'Truly' Female. you don't have a word for it, i don't think. but we call ourselves Futanari. we are bigger and stronger than our naturally Female counterparts." Wintersong admitted with a grin. "i suppose you could say our society is the opposite of yours. where women are born smaller and weaker than your males." she admitted with a shrug. "the Fayn never give birth to males. if a Male was born into the Fayne then our society might very well collapse. any Male born with Magic, is killed. and all Fayne are born with magic." she stated simply. "because Males cannot connect to the magic the way Females can, it drives the Males insane. so no, the Fayne do not sire male offspring." she admitted simply. "instead, we give birth to Futanari. see?" she asked, lifting up her skirt to show him the thick cock and balls at her disposal. she had to wonder how he'd handle that one.

~~**~~

"it's ok Sam! i was just surprised that's all!" Alyssa promised, giggling a little. "i'd rather see yours." she teased with a giggle. "are all Anthro like this?" she asked curiously as she tasted and touched and examined, her head cocked. "what's this part?" she asked, stroking the Knot as well. "i Like Sam a lot, even if he is my half-Brother." she admitted with a grin. "but i don't plan on having babies with him, so we should be find, right?" she asked with another giggle. she'd always had a thing for incest. maybe not with Khale, because he was big, and muscly, and occasionally kind of mean. not that he meant to be. that was what big brothers where though. "i think he'll adjust just fine." she admitted with a grin. "i'll be there to help him, after all." she admitted with a smirk. "and with all the spying we did together, i'm pretty sure he's probobly Gay, or at the very least Bi-Sexual." she admitted with a grin. "he did get hard didn't he?" she asked, giggling again as she remembered the impressive bulge he'd made in his breeches. "hmm i doubt i'll have to order him to do anything." she admitted as she nuzzled the cock. "you smell really good Frostpaw, and you taste good too. i never imagined it would taste like this..." she admitted softly.

she pouted as Frostpaw moved away, and then grinned as she realized that Sam was naked, as ordered and then paused. "hey... Sam's doesn't look the same as yours..." she commented, her head cocked to the side as she reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock and gave it a few strokes. "it feels different too." she muttered, curious about the differences in Anthro versus human physiology. "he's going to make a great pet, i just know it, he's so good at following orders." she admitted with a giggle. "and i just know he's going to love getting sex whenever he wants it... you have to be gentle though, he's a virgin..." she paused. "i am too now that i think about it." she admitted, pondering that, still stroking his length, up and down, slicking the skin and wondering how they where going to go about having sex with a guy, a female, and a futa.
 
Khale was shocked to realize that a lot of the smaller girls who lacked any endowment in the chest were actually boys. He sort of wondered how many of the women he'd been eying had actually been women. When she started to explain futanari a sinking feeling came over him and he started to realize what came next, how the Fayn could get by without males. His jaw dropped when he saw what was lurking under her skirt. This was all wrong. There was no way he was supposed to have a wife who was stronger and more hung than he was. Moreover, he was now living in a society where futas appeared to be the dominant gender. He glanced around quickly and noticed that people were watching, either eying him for his reaction or eying Wintersong for the view. Well, Khale was a prince, he wouldn't make a scene, not even now. "I take it Fayn tend to have futanari as mates... What rank does a male hold if they happen to pick one as a mate?" He asked, getting a sinking feeling that all the cute femboys surrounded by their more powerful female counterparts had already answered his question for him.

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Frostpaw giggled in response to Alyssa's plans to to make use of Sam. "It'll be fine. It's not like Wintersong and I never had any fun together... after our mother started the family off right..." She said, fondly remembering her family's incestuous playtime. As their conversation went on Sam found a chance to protest every now and again. "I'm not gay!" he interjected, drawing a quick little laugh from Frostpaw. "See how quickly he denies it?" She purred happily, grinding her fat cock against Alyssa's face. When the princess commented on her scent she grinned wickedly. "Well, futa musk does have quite an effect on the other two genders. A quick fertility aid is to bury your face in a futa's balls and take big greedy breaths." She said, letting her soft furry sack rub against Alyssa's face as seh spoke.

When she pulled back and started on Sam Alyssa circled around, smiling as their pet gasped in response to his owner's fingers. "Ohh Alyssa..." the pretty boy moaned. Frostpaw sat on the edge of the bed and watched her bride to be stroke his member. "You're right, of course. My bride to be must obviously come first. The question is what we should do with our pet. We could have him masturbate while he watches or better yet..." Her paw came to rest on Sam's soft cheek. "Your cute face would cradle my nuts so nicely while I take Alyssa's virginity. Any ideas Alyssa?" She asked, feeling a wicked sense of enjoyment. First she'd instil in Sam a reminder that he was in fact a pet, then they'd spoil their pet with their attentions. Afterall, if mistresses were never firm their pets got greedy.
 
Wintersong smirked a little as his jaw dropped. yeah, she'd been looking forward to that ever since her Mother had told her she was getting a human mate. "the Fayne mate with whomever we please." she stated with a vicious grin. "i would like to see anyone deny me who i want." she admitted with a chuckle. "i could mate with a Pet if that is what i desired." she admitted with a shrug. "as for your 'rights' as my mate? you have none. not really. even though we are a Matriarchal Society, and The Mother rules us, no one person is better than another." she admitted simply. "we are a lot... simpler, than your people are. the Femboys are here because they where ostracized, picked on, even hated in their human villages." she admitted, indicating Aslam, who was helping one of the Male Wolves with the bag he was sewing, holding it in place while the Wolf stitched. "Aslam there was beaten by his father for having no interest in 'Manly' things. he was trained to be a Pet, and he is happy as a pet. but Archive..." she pointed to another boy, who was entirely too pretty, but was wearing leather instead of the fur. "Archive was given to us as a gift because his Father thought he was Gay. he's one of our best Fishers." she smirked. "Every Anthro, and human that we take in, do what makes us happy, and what we are best at." she admitted simply. "though, occasionally, we do have to work at finding what is best for us." she admitted simply. "and remember, we do take No for an answer. if one of mine, or even i ask you to do something, you honestly don't want to do, or simply can't do, say so." she smirked at him. "our world is strange to you, i know. but you'll understand things soon enough."

~~**~~

Alyssa blinked, looking startled. "incest is... common with Anthro?" she asked, looking utterly stunned. who wouldn't be stunned? Incest was one of the greatest Human Taboo ever thought of! "Hush and undress Sam!" Alyssa ordered at his squawked protest before gasping as balls where pressed into her face, moaning as she nuzzled the heady, musky scent. "uuuhm hmmmm." she moaned, whining as the scent was pulled away, sulking before shaking her head and heading over to Sam with a giggle. "mmm Sam is quite impressive. not as big as yours, but still a very pretty cock." Alyssa teased, stroking the length again before blinking up at Frostpaw, her head tilted a little as she watched the Fox stroking herself, licking her lips. Alyssa had always been curious about Sex, and now she'd finally get to have some of her own. she knew it would hurt the first time, even the first few times, but she had never been afraid of a little pain. after all, one couldn't climb trees and scale rocks without getting more than a few injuries.

"i wanna see him masturbate!" she whispered breathlessly. "and then i want to see his face buried in your nuts!" she stated with a shudder. "oh i don't know what i want!" she complained before eying up Sam's cock. "... i wonder if he tastes..." she mused, looking incredibly wicked. "i'm going to taste him, and if you cum Sam, i'll give you a good paddling!" she warned, leaning down and stroking his cock with the tip of her tongue, humming a little. "salty." she mumbled with a grin as she bathed his cock with her tongue, wiggling her hips. "well, don't just sit there. help me get my unders off." she ordered, wanting Sam to pull her stockings, bloomers, and then panties off. she hated her royal dresses, she really did.
 
Khale was rather shocked to hear Wintersong talk about how easily one of the Fayne could mate with whoever they wanted and when she talked about how she could take one of the femboy pets he realized that she would have probably been the one doing the fucking. A shiver ran down his spine at the thought, though it wasn't exactly an unpleasant one. Everyone's eyes seemed to be poised on him, set to burn a hole through his cloths if they stared any harder. By anthro standards he was practically getting the birds and the bees explained to him by a gorgeous princess who seemed perfectly happy to let her cock get some fresh air while her people watched. He stepped a bit closer to his mate to be and she could see that he had pitched a tent in his trousers by now. "So, if I'm getting this correctly, everyone is free to do whatever they want, and the reason everyone's starring at me right now is because they expect propriety to win out over desire in my case..." He clarified, more for himself than for her. "Strip." He ordered. A rather odd choice since she'd just told him that he didn't really hold any power over anyone, save for maybe the pets. "If I'm to be an object of interest for the whole village I'm not settling for curiosity or amusement, I'll have their envy."

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Frostpaw bit her lip softly as Alyssa gave her that stunned look. "Well... maybe not really common. You're not really supposed to. But if you'd seen my sister and mother you'd get why we were always a very close family..." She said. She could see that Alyssa was loving her scent and grinned a bit. "Tasty, isn't it?" She purred. "It'll only get better with age too. You should play with my mother's balls..." She didn't seem the least bit threatened by Sam getting his cock stroked. The young pet gasped as his half-sister worked his manhood, realizing that he was already too far gone to come back from being their pet. Becoming a sex pet wasn't something your owners forced on you, it was something you forced on yourself.

"What if I don't want to smell her nuts?" He protested as Alyssa decided what would be done with him. "We don't have to let disobedient pets play with us..." Frostpaw commented. No may have meant no, but in this case no meant he didn't get to play either. Sam gasped as his cock was licked by a princess. "How is that fair?" He groaned as she began to hum. "It's not." Commented Frostpaw. "But femboy pets don't get 'fair'. You get a life of luxury for free and in return... if Alyssa says to bare your ass and beg for the paddle you thank her for mercifully keeping me from spanking you..." She said wickedly. "Now, I really would strip Alyssa unless you want me to start with you instead..."

Frostpaw had never seen anyone's fingers work that quick. Sam deftly began to remove Alyssa's garments, starting with her stockings and working his way up. She could feel him shudder and hear him moan as he bent over her to do his work. Obviously it had been a while since the bastard son of her father had a chance to cum and he must have had a lot built up. Sadly that didn't help at all with holding off his climax. He worked hard and soon had her ass bare for Frostpaw's enjoyment. The anthro got down on her knees, reaching down to run a paw over her pussy. "Clearly papa Rylan knows a thing or two about siring femboy pets, wonder how he does with a daughter?" She purred, inspecting her like a prime cut of meat. That was pretty much the case, of course, and Frostpaw was one hungry fox.
 
Wintersong snickered at the look on the other man's face and she smirked a little. "for the most part. there are laws of course, that are not to be broken." she admitted simply. "and yes, everyone is waiting to see what you will do. most humans simply can't handle such a thing, the last one who was here... some snob nosed writing man from the palace. he called us brutish heathens." she admitted with a smirk. "oh? an order from you My Prince?" she asked with a wicked grin as she reached down and snapped the bindings holding her skirt in place, letting it flutter to the ground, letting him see her monster of a cock, with it's mushroom head, and the thick knot on the base, as hard as a rock and leaking slightly. clearly she enjoyed the attention. she stripped off her pathetic top as well, leaving herself completely naked in the cool spring air and she smirked wickedly at him. "there, now YOU strip." she ordered, her eyes surveying him intently, up and down before licking her lips. "i wish to see my future mate."

~~**~~

Alyssa blinked at her wife and then shrugged. "well at least i'm not the only one whose turned on by incest at least." she mused with an impish grin. "i don't want to play with your mothers balls, i want to play with yours." she complained with a small pout before grinning as Sam moaned. he could say no, if he wanted to, and they all knew it. he didn't, because he wanted the luxurious lifestyle, the free sex, and the attention. Alyssa felt a bit bad, taking advantage of Sam like that, but he really would make a wonderful sex pet. she snickered when he tried to protest, she knew that Sam was only making Token attempts at escaping, because he was afraid of how much he was loving this. the stupid boy, he had everything he had ever wanted in the palm of his hand and he was protesting. men. she snickered at Frostpaw's commentary and hummed at the thought of paddling Sam like a naughty schoolboy. she had to smirk at how quickly he was able to strip her. he couldn't do anything about the dress itself, but the bottom of the dress could simply be flipped up for now.

she was naked quickly, and she gasped as a paw ran over her cunt, making her buck her hips and moan as she fondled Sam's balls. they had a faint scent to them too, not neary as impressive as Frostpaw's but it was there, a little bit at least. "mmm" she moaned, glancing back at Frostpaw and wriggling her ass, enticing the Fox to touch her. "oh please, touch me again, that felt so good. i've never had anything but my own fingers before..." she admitted, panting softly, the pheromone from Frostpaw's balls working wonders on the princesses libido. she wanted sex and she wanted now, and she'd mount Sam herself to get it if she had to.
 
Khale grinned as she mentioned the noble who had decided to insult them. "You're definitely some kind of heathens. Not sure that's quite such a bad thing though..." He said, silently wondering what exactly had happened to the man who had meant it as an insult. When her clothing started to come off Khale's feelings became a bit mixed. Compared to any human woman he'd yet met she was easily taller and stronger, yet no less feminine so long as you kept your eyes above waist level. But given the full sight of her cock he was starting to feel a little inadequate for this task. She might have been stronger than him, she definitely was better hung than he was. And her orders made him worried that this had turned into a game of chicken he did not want to be playing. Sure, in private he might be able to keep the upper hand, but in public he had to deal with the fact that every anthro here could easily take this as a chance to dub him an outsider, which would be a huge hindrance when he was meant to be getting their two armies to work together.

Khale undid his clothing and let it fall away. It was easier when he pretended he was by himself in his chambers rather than outdoors with a progressively larger audience. He gave a soft sigh when his hard cock was freed from the confines of his pants. He was quite a well endowed young man. Factor in Sam and it was clear that they got it from King Rylan. Still, there was only so much human genetics could do and he was painfully aware that having a big dick wasn't the same as packing the throbbing canine monster his wife had. "Like what you see?" He asked with a little grin, trying to stay brave, which was hard since he was in a semi-literal dick measuring contest that he had definitely lost. Plus he was trying to establish some measure of dominance over someone who was probably stronger than him and definitely more magical.

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Frostpaw had been pretty sure that Alyssa was a virgin but it was nice to hear her say it, though she felt a little sorry that anyone was going to take a mate without having some practice first. "That's not so bad. You've got such long, slender fingers. I'll bet you're great with them. Isn't that right Sam?" she teased as their pet got his balls fondled. Sam gasped and nodded a bit. "She's great." He agreed, causing Frostpaw to grin. "You're so spoiled..." she reminded him as she moved up behind her mate to be, running her hands over the girl's soft ass, her paws teasing and squeezing as she got into position, letting her thick cock rub softly against Alyssa's pussy. The hornier she got the stronger the pheromones were. Even Sam was starting to squirm a bit and he hadn't gotten quite the dose that Alyssa had.

Frostpaw didn't see any reason for further teasing. Alyssa was wet as she was ever going to be and Frostpaw had gone a full couple of days without sex during her trip up here. She pressed her cock head forward gently, groaning as it parted the princess's pussy lips. She went slowly but insistently. She was larger than Alyssa was really built to accomodate but in her experience humans were quite durable. Given practice they made perfect sleeves for a hard futa cock.
 
she smirked a little. "your the heathen. completely uncivilized." she teased with a playful sniff. she watched him intently, the entire Pack was watching him intently. waiting to see what he would do. hell even the human soldiers where watching, wide eyed with stunned shock that the Anthro would just... get naked, just like that. there was a brief moment of tension, and then, when Khale finally began to undress, the tension broke and all of the Anthro started to grin, and whisper, and snicker, and giggle. one even gave out a 'wolf whistle'. "my, you are big, for a human anyway." she admitted with a grin as she crouched down to get a better look at it. "hmm, it's shaped differently, how fascinating." she mused, taking his cock in her hand and stroking it, feeling the flesh, completely unconcerned by the jealus people all around her... until the crowd of curious Cubs crowded around her and stared at his length. "Win! his winkies broken!" one of them stated innocently and Win choked on her laughter, fighting to hold back. "yeah! he aint got his Knot! i bet he played with it too much! Mama says that if you play with your knot, it will disappear!" "No way! that actually happens?!" the entire adult portion of the tribe was roaring with laughter at the children's innocent comments and Win was fighting back her own giggles. still, it was pretty obvious that Khale had just been Hazed... and that he had found himself fully accepted by the Anthro clan.

Wintersong calmly explained that human males where supposed to look that way, and sent them off to look for berries in the wood sand smirked at Khale. "i never imagined you'd actually get naked. you humans have such silly ideas about propriety." she admitted with a snicker. "most Anthro don't like to wear clothes. we tend to go about our day naked." she admitted with a grin. "nudity is a commonplace thing in our world, and you just proved to everyone here, that you can fit in." she admitted with a smirk. "congratulations." she teased with a chuckle. "put your clothes back on, the women are drooling over you." she ordered with a chuckle. human's where a rare treat, even though they where a lot smaller, Anthro loved the uniqueness of their... parts. and loved all that smooth, bare flesh to play with. "also, be warned. i am not submissive." she admitted with a wicked smirk. "i might let you dominate me most of the time, simply because i enjoy it, but i will expect my pound of flesh in return... now excuse me a moment, Lilythrush has appeared to go into labor." she admitted simply with a smile as she headed over to a female cat who appeared to have wet herself, though the massive belly proved that it was her water breaking. "Mister Human guy?" a young toddling asked, yanking at his sleeve, the tiny little Fox anthro blinking up at him. "where's your tail? did it get cut off?" that started more laughter.

~~**~~

Alyssa giggled at the mention of her fingers and sam's moaned agreement and gave his balls another gentle squeeze before she grinned and licked the tip of his cock. "he is, isn't he? but he's just so cute, it's hard not to spoil him." she admitted with another giggle before gasping as she arched into he cock rubbing against her cunt, uttering a short little whimper of want. she squealed as she was pressed into, shuddering hard as she gripped Sam's legs tight, needing something to hold onto. it hurt, oh god did it ever hurt... but the pain.. felt good. felt... "ah... ah please... more..." she moaned, licking at Sam's cock again as she squirmed. she wanted more, so much more. that cock was spreading her wider than she'd ever imagined, and it felt wonderful. she moaned eagerly as she was pierced all the way, the furry balls pressing against her was proof enough of that. she felt so full, so perfectly full and she pressed a hand to her belly with a shudder. "it... feels...so... good...."
 
Khale was aware that he had the entire tribe starring at him. He didn't like thinking about exactly where they were starring. He knew there were futas among that crowd now and he could only imagine what they were thinking. Then again, there were probably also femboys that were sizing up the same bit as the women of the tribe. He wasn't quite sure how he felt about that. He'd done well so far but when Wintersong dropped to her knees and began to stroke his shaft he moaned softly, beginning to blush a little as it looked like she might get him off here in front of everyone else. He was glad that Wintersong fielded questions about his manhood, not quite ready to give an anatomy lesson while getting his cock stroked.

When Wintersong told him to put his cloths back on he gave her a look of disbelief. He was hard as a rock and she intended to leave him that way? Worse still there was the reminder that she wasn't submissive. He pretty much knew that was the case but having her put it so bluntly reminded him that he was still in the eye of the storm. He knew he couldn't be the dominant one in this relationship all the time but he fully intended to be the dominant one most of the time and that meant asserting his dominance sooner rather than later. Otherwise he risked the possibility that Wintersong might be taking charge more often than not. He would have loved to tell her to finish what she started, that she couldn't just go playing with other people's cocks and leaving the job half finished but he saw the importance of her work and nodded a bit. He then looked down to the child that was tugging at his sleeve and gave a little sigh. "I don't have a tail. We don't do as much climbing so we don't need those for balance." He said before realizing that the disappearance of Wintersong hadn't removed their audience. He motioned for the child to follow and walked back over to the crowd. "Okay, human question and answer time. Go." He said simply, looking for something to distract him from the urge to rub one out and get rid of his hardon.

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Sam moaned softly as his tip was licked, precum beading there getting whipped away by her nimble tongue. When she tightened her grip on his legs his attention moved to her own predicament. Frostpaw was a rather gentle lover thusfar but there was still so much to fit. Then Alyssa started to beg and Sam caught a wicked glint in the anthro's eye. She gripped the princess's hips tightly and pushed forward deeper, groaning as she stretched the human's pussy with her fat cock. Sam was shuddering softly, watching his friend getting her virginity taken by the powerful fox. It didn't help that he was so terribly horny and the odd lick he got now and then when Alyssa wasn't focusing on getting taken by Frostpaw wasn't enough to slake his lust.

Frostpaw laughed softly when Alyssa commented on how full she felt. "Well... you're not quite full yet." She said with a smile. She rocked her hips gently and Alyssa felt something bumping against her pussy lips. "Feel that?" She purred into the human's ear as she bent over her. "That's... my... knot..." Each word was another thrust and when she hit the third she forced her way past Alyssa's resistance, tying her bitch-bride. The knot swelled and she began to rock her hips quickly, generating rapid thrusts that made her plump balls slap against Alyssa's clit roughly as she fucked her. "By The Mother human pussy is good..." She moaned, right now she wasn't even in a mood to tease Sam, all that mattered was her pleasure and Alyssa's.
 
Wintersong smirked as he moaned, it was going to be fun, having her own little human to play with. oh she'd let him have the upper hand here and there, life wouldn't be fun without a little balance after all, but she was well aware that he knew exactly who was in charge. she was, and not just because she was bigger than him in all the ways that counted. she would let him have his fun, and in return, she would have hers. she had to admit just a little bit of annoyance at Lilythrush for choosing NOW of all times to go into labor. honestly, didn't the woman have enough cubs already? she laughed at Khale's blunt decision to allow them to ask him anything, and they did. they asked him why his ears where round, and if he could see in the dark, and asked him if he didn't get cold without any fur and how he defended himself if he didn't have any claws or teeth? they asked him what kind of food he ate, and if it was warmer in those funny little boxes they built. they asked him why he wore so many clothes and asked him what shoes where and why a woman needed a bra and how he hunted if he didn't use claws and fangs?

"Human... i am Silverlake." one of the rare males stated suddenly, wearing a bone knife strapped to each thigh. "you are a warrior?" he asked, the large... but still smaller than the females, Lion anthro asked. "we would ask you to join us. we are training." he admitted, showing that Wintersong hadn't been lying. the Males could be warriors if they wanted to. "Tawnywing is our leader. She wishes to invite you to see our strength." he grinned. "and to see what skills humans can bring to us. we do not fight the same way that Humans do. she is excited to see your skills."

~~**~~

Alyssa moaned as she was filled, panting and gasping and groaning as that thick, full cock pressed deeper and deeper into her. "oh... oh god. it's so. so big. it won't fit." she moaned, a token protest, she wasn't even trying to squirm away. "yes... that's... OH!" she gasped as she felt the knot grinding against her, making her shudder and writhe in pleasure. she wanted it, wanted it bad. wanted to feel every inch of that hot, glorious cock pressing inside of her without mercy. "oh god, oh god... oh god..." she moaned as that thick knot forced it's way inside. it hurt, so, good!!!! she moaned, and squealed, gasped and groaned and whimpered and squirmed on top of Sam, unable to do anything but enjoy the cock thrusting deep, so deep inside of her. it felt amazing, and it was only getting better, and more intense. pleasure was building, building, building and with a scream it shattered, leaving her a writhing moaning mess as she came, and came hard. squirming on top of Sam as her juices dripped down to land on his face, and neck, and chest, her nails digging into his thighs because she was too lost to the pleasure to take into account that there was even someone underneath her, let alone that she might be scratching him.
 
Khale answered every question he heard in order and with varying degrees of bullshit depending on how well he understood the answer. A lot of them amounted to the fact that he used cloths instead of fur to stay warm and that it carried with it the inherent upside of being able to wear less fur during the summer, though someone did point out that plenty of them would have a summer coat and a winter coat. As for hunting and fighting, he gave some quick attempt to explain that steel beat claws and fangs but was pretty sure that most of the crowd dismissed such a weapon as cumbersome and impractical. That was a perception he was definitely going to have to change around here.

Khale looked up at the lion that had appeared and smiled, giving him a little nod. "I am. And I prefer 'Khale' to 'human'." He said as he stood, listening to the offer. He grinned a little bit. "I'd love to join you. If I'm going to be helping defend your village then I should certainly meet Tawnywing if she's in charge of your warriors." He said. He threw a glance back to some of the children who had gathered to hear him talk about his people and picked out one of the older ones for a simple task. "Could you go to my men and inform them that I'd like to have my armor brought to the practice area?" He asked. He was pretty sure that they'd jump at the excuse to see inside of his tent as they delivered the message. With that he let Silverlake lead the way.

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"Poor thing... if you're saying that now you're going to be in for a real shock when it fits in the other hole..." she growled as she forced her knot in deep. She gave Sam a wicked little grin that promised he'd find out what it felt like too, and hopefully sooner rather than later. Sam, for his part of things was still in complete shock as he watched the princess screaming from the fat anthro cock that was now firmly secured in her pussy. She pounded into her new mate roughly, her paws roaming and squeezing as she bent down to nibble at her mate's neck. Sam was too stunned by the sights unfolding in front of him to think of his own pleasure for the moment, though his cock was still rock hard and dribbling pre onto her carpet. When Alyssa came Frostpaw shuddered. Okay, maybe she was actually too tight for this. The princess gripped her cock like a vice and caused her to practically explode, pouring huge globs of cum into her pussy as she cried out in pleasure. And all of this was just in time for the door to burst open.

Standing in the doorway were King Rylan and two guards, all with swords drawn. It took only a couple of seconds to realize that the screaming they had heard was just Frostpaw and Alyssa jumping the gun a bit on consecrating their marriage. One major problem they now faced was that Frostpaw couldn't actually pull out of Alyssa. That knot was meant to ensure that her swimmers got to do their job and give Alyssa their first litter of pups and it meant they had a good couple of minutes stuck together. With no other options she simply rolled onto her rear, leaving Alyssa sitting in her lap. Fortunately Alyssa's dress covered all the good bits.

She looped her arms around Alyssa's waist, sighing happily as she enjoyed still being balls deep in her mate. The king was the first to speak. "Those screams... We thought an assassin had you..." He said, it was the first time she'd ever seen her father embarrassed. It wasn't until after he spoke that he noticed Sam. "You do know about his father, right?" The king said softly
 
they looked a bit baffled that a human would have to rely on metal, when bone worked just as well, or rock. but then, human's had never made much sense. Silverlake looked highly amused that the human was trying so hard to prove that metal was better, they'd just have to wait and see. the children all eagerly shouted their assent and raced off to the tent, the oldest one was the only one to go inside, the others all just huddled outside it and peeked inside while the armor and weapons where handed to the children. each child got a piece or two, and they all shouted in delight as they raced back, carrying their 'prize'. clearly they liked to be helpful.

Tawny Wing was a very rare hawk Anthro, her sharp beak, wicket talons, and beady black eyes where enough to make any human cower. she was also a woman, and she wasn't wearing anything on top, her feathered breasts hanging free in the air, though she was wearing a loin breach-cloth so that he couldn't tell if she was a Futa or a true female. she looked at him, her eyes narrowed as if he was beneath her notice before her eyes fell onto the armor. "ah, you did bring it." she mused. "good good, show me how it works?" she asked, honestly curious. "we will need such things if we are going to fight humans. our fur is good against claw and fang, not against biting arrows and swirds." "swords." Silverlake corrected, smirking as Tawnyfeather chattered in annoyance and clicked her beak at the interruption. "the Fey are doing a mock battle, come and see." she ordered after examining the Armor and watching how he put it on and put it together. in a massive clearing, there where about twenty warriors doing battle. each 'team' had paint circled around their eyes. one team had yellow, one team had red. they wielded blunt sticks, coated in bright powder as they attacked each other, the powder left marks, and several spotters yelled out who had 'died'. those that had died left the scene to speak to the spotters about their shortcomings, before heading off to an empty space to practice on their own.

despite what Khale thought, the warriors where extremely skilled. they where swift and used smaller weapons to their advantage. with such sharp teeth and claws, they didn't need much more than bone weapons and traditional stone head arrows. but they where fighting a new kind of enemy now, one with metal armor and weapons that where a bit more dangerous than what they where used to... a great big Bull Anthro fell to the might of what looked like a rabbit, who grinned and lifted his arms. she was about a head, maybe two shorter than Khale was, proving that sometimes being wily, was sometimes better than being powerful. "That is Swiftpaw, our best hunter. she is so fast, she can outrun a flying hawk."

~~**~~

"o...other hole? you mean my mouth?" she asked, looking surprised. "i should be able to fit it in my mouth, i just have to practice, that's all." she stated with a pant before squealing as the knot was pushed in even deeper. she gasped and moaned loudly, arching into the tender little nibbles, mewling like a kitten in heat and pressed back, trying to push the knot in even deeper. she was so full, and it felt so good, and it was so wonderful. she gasped, squealing again as she felt the hot, hot cum emptying inside of her, making her shudder and moan and writhe, and then the door burst in. she screamed for real this time, and scrabbled to cover herself, blushing a bright furious red. "FATHER!" she shrieked, shuddering as she clenched down on the knot again, milking the pretty Anthro cock for every single bit of Cum available.

she clutched her dress as she was rolled upwards, flushing hard as she glared at the guards who where still gaping and she grabbed a crystal ornament from nearby and flung it one of their heads. "stop staring! get lost you perverts!" she shrieked before scowling at her father, just as embarrassed as he was. "nope, no assassin's here..." she stated before outright glaring at him. "well YOU clearly didn't want him." she stated with a sniff. "and the men where hurting him, slapping him around like he was some misbehaving dog! it wasn't right! you might not want to claim him, but he's still my brother! so i gave him to Frostpaw." Alyssa admitted with a smile at Sam. "he'll have a family with me and Frostpaw, and we'll need someone to help out once I'm with children." she admitted, offering her father a small sulk. "besides... he's pretty... too pretty to be mucking out stables and burning himself every time the cooks think he needs to be taught his place." she squirmed on Frostpaw's lap, which only managed to press the knot against her spots, deep inside, making her shudder and flush even harder.
 
Khale had no trouble figuring out who Tawnywing was, though a couple of glances at her loincloth when he thought she wasn't looking suggested that he might be trying to piece together what her gender was. "Gladly. It's easier to don with someone else's help so you get to play squire today." He told her before directing her. Khale had fullplate with him but he preferred a breastplate over chainmail. It was much easier to move in. There was also a helm that went with it. When he was fully dressed he picked up his shield and unsheathed his longsword to give them an idea of what they would be dealing with. "House Corwin has their forges at the ready to produce armor and steel for your warriors." Khale said as he picked up a bone knife from a nearby weapon rack and proceeded to stab himself in the gut as hard as the armor would allow (bending your arm that far inward in a breast plate isn't terribly simple). The knife hit the steel and splintered with little more than a small dent. "Your fighting style looks too fluid for plate so we'll want to outfit you in chainmail. That means you're all getting used to wearing a lot of clothing. Chainmail does not feel the least bit pleasant against bare flesh and god's be praised I'll never have to find out what it feels like to get fur caught in it." He said as he watched the mock battle playing out in front of him. This was good. They were already dangerous, given the tools to deal with an army they'd be deadly.

He watched Swiftpaw at work when Tawnywing pointed her out, giving an approving nod. "She's quick. Speed like that and I'll bet she could fit a shortsword into an armpit or under a great helm." He mused, already trying to figure out how to make the furry fighting styles fit against human opponents.

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Frostpaw found it adorable how innocent Alyssa could be. "And you and Sam are going to get ohh so much practice at it." She purred, neglecting to mention that that wasn't the hole she'd be thinking of. It'd be more fun to let Sam explain that to her, because judging by the looks he was giving her he knew exactly where she was going to knot the both of them when she was feeling wicked.

The guards fled immediately when she shouted at them and her father nearly did too but what Alyssa had to say about Sam proved rather important. Besides, he'd never had his daughter speak to him this way before. In truth, he was actually quite proud of her conviction. Frostpaw bounced her on her lap slightly, biting her lip to keep quiet as Alyssa squeezed down around her cock. Even though she'd just cum her knot was still inflated. She was much too horny to get it out yet, eying the king with a grin. "Would his life have been any easier among the nobles? Words would have stung as harshly as fists for a bastard. He'll have a better life with you I suspect..." He spoke as if he wasn't quite sure. He was, afterall, watching a fox girl fuck his daughter. Frostpaw moaned softly into her ear when she began to squirm, though loud enough that her father could definitely hear it. He started to turn a bit when Frostpaw called out. "Wait!" She had begun to grind her hips against against Alyssa, her cock seeming to swell even larger as she got hornier. "You are so tight when you're laying down the law... Do you want daddy to watch us finish?" She purred into her mate's ear, though her eyes were on the king. "Because I really want daddy to watch us finish."
 
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