United We Stand (Yenpointfive & Moon Struck Fox)

[FoxWriter]

Tawnywing smirked at his not so subtle glances. "i'm a Futa." she stated simply with a chuckle as she obeyed his orders to get him straightened out, her head tilted as she examined the metal armor once it was all on. "does this impede your movement at all? are you still just as fast with it on?" she asked curiously, tapping his armor here and there curiously. "there are week spots to exploit... here... here... here..." she muttered, examining the areas where armor met armor, leaving spaces where blades and arrows could pierce. "i'll have the Archers set to exploit these weaknesses. we can easily aim for such tender spots." she admitted with a nod. "the eye holes in particular." she admitted, waving her hand in front of his Helm. "do you have other armor here? i wish to test something." she admitted. "it might get ruined though." she warned. "so old armor that you don't use much would be best." she admitted, her head tilted. "we have to be fluid. we are in nature. your human fighting would get nowhere if you where alone in the forest." she admitted simply, smirking at him. "your people are best in your unnatural settlements." she admitted simply. "if we could just get the enemy into our woods, armor or no, they would stand no chance. but we do not know how to fight in open ranges like you do." she admitted with a scowl in the direction of the growing army that was gathering just outside of the Anthro territory.

"shortsword is too long for her." Tawnywing stated simply. "she will need daggers no longer than five inches, and throwing knives. that is how she works best." she admitted. "she slips under guards... most of the others here will need short-swords, as we tend to want to fight closer, where we can use claw and fang, as well as bone and steal. there are a few who will need long, or broadsword. possibly mace or ax." she admitted before looking amused at his expression. "we may not use your weapons in the forest, but that does not mean i have not studied them. i am not sure how to use them properly, but i imagine you can teach us that easily enough." she admitted. "and we do have one advantage over the human army." she admitted with a nod. "some of US can fly. it will be easy to drop heavy stones on them from above, or reign flaming arrows onto them, or even drop exploding oil onto them. you will have to work hard to train us Khale." she warned, smirking. "in the meantime... why don't we see what you are capable of?" she asked, picking out two suitable wooden knives for herself, already coated in chalk, blue, and motioned for him to choose whatever weapon he wanted. "we will fight, you and i. i wish to see how a human fights."

~~**~~

she giggled at the promise of a lot of practice. she liked practice. and if it felt as good as this, then she wanted a LOT of practice. she gasped as she was bounced and she squirmed again, flushing brilliantly as she looked up at Frostpaw, looking more than a little stunned. the Fox. "well... no i don't imagine it would have been better, but he'd have been much better prepared for it. Khale and i where trained to deal with the nobles, if you hadn't abandoned Sam then Sam would have been trained as well." she admitted with a sniff. "still, i doubt he would have been very happy as a nobleman." she admitted with a shake of her head. "he'll be much happier with Frostpaw and i." she admitted with a nod before gasping as she was rocked, arching against the fox who held her as the Knot pressed against all those wonderful spots inside of her, making her moan eagerly. "oh g...god... you can't... you can't... be serious!" she gasped, even as she rolled her hips in time with the Anthros. "F..Frostpaw! don't tease... please..." she whimpered, clenching down. "it feels so good. i'm so close... don't stop." she was ignoring her father now. he could watch if he wanted, she didn't give a damn.

 

[Yenpointfive]

Khale straightened his stance up a bit and immediately raised his eyes to meet Tawnywing's when she mentioned that she was a futa. He was about to comment that he was just curious, to claim that he had intended nothing improper. Then he remembered that he would make no promises of monogamy to his mate. Somehow that actually made things more awkward. He was glad when they kept their discussion on business. "No. It's too heavy and the breastplate too stiff for me to move as fast as I would without it. But we train in armor so we're used to working with the loss of movement." He told her. "I'll find some spare armor and bring you some tomorrow. We mostly brought what we thought we'd need for ourselves so it may take a bit of doing to find some that could stand to get ruined." He told her, grinning a little bit when she mentioned that his people's weaponry wouldn't do them any good in the forest. No, our cavalry and those wearing fullplate would be of no use in the forest. What I've brought with me is specially picked to be mobile enough to still be dangerous here."

He had them bring him a sword marked with red chalk, tapping it once against his shield to get an idea for how hard he had to hit to leave an imprint. "Hits against the shield obviously don't count. Neither do hits on my breastplate unless they intersect the gaps." He told her as he moved into position. He gave her a little grin and waited for one of the spotters to tell them to begin. He imagined this was going to be a lot more difficult than she thought. Sure, she was faster, but where as he had fought unarmored opponents before, she'd never battled anyone with armor. The advantage was definitely his.

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Sam was actually the one who spoke up to defend his father at this point. "And what would I be trained to say? 'No, actually, I'm not a bastard?" The king did have a point. The rumors would have followed him wherever he went. Frostpaw was the one who decided to end this conversation. "Then let's have a father son bonding activity." She growled. "Get over here." Sam jumped to obey her as she continued to bounce Alyssa up and down on her fat cock. The king did as well after a moment and she rapidly reached in and yanked his pants down, freeing his thick cock from the confines of his clothing. It was clear where Sam got so well endowed from. She reached out and took each man's balls into her hand, rolling them about softly. "Start jerking or I start squeezing. Time to give my wife her first cumbath." She purred, giving one quick squeeze to both sets of nuts, which prompted both Sam and the king to start stroking their huge cocks directly infront of Alyssa's face. She leaned in and nibbled her wife's ear. "I'm so glad you're not a prude like the other humans. I was so afraid that marrying a human would mean giving up incest..." The kinky fur growled between moans.

 

[FoxWriter]

Tawnywing smirked at him, as if she knew exactly how his thoughts where going. "so plate armor is for open fighting." she agreed with a nod. "you won't be able to move as fast, but you won't need to because there is plenty of room to fight in." she mused with a small chuckle. "very fascinating, i know many of my warriors who would do well with plate armor." she admitted, indicating a massive Bull Futa who was using a massive two headed Ax to demolish a clay dummy. "we have Armor of our own that we can share with your more fleet footed warriors." she admitted. "we will try your... chain-mail you said? but if it hinders, we may choose not to wear it." she admitted. "particularly the feathered kin." she grinned at him. "and while you where smart enough to bring appropriate weapons, i doubt that they did." she admitted, waving a hand towards the enemy encampment. "they will start coming into the woods soon, they will need wood for their fires and food and we can start picking them off as they come in." she admitted. "our best stealth warriors are watching the tree lines, waiting." she admitted with a smirk. "it promises to be great fun."

"it counts if i crush you." Tawnywing teased, her eyes glittering with amusement as she twisted her dagger and struck. she was very fast, very fast indeed, he barely even had time to bring his shield up. her wooden knife glanced off, leaving a long blue streak before she ducked under his retaliation and struck again, going for the face this time. again her knife glanced off and she spun away and circled him, examining him intently. there was a massive crowd gathered now, humans and Anthro alike, most of them calling out bets. she had to admit, he did indeed have the advantage here. this was fun, she'd never had such a challenge before. she was able to dodge his attacks, twisting out of the way, but every retaliation glanced off his armor, allowing her no chance to get into the cracks she could see, but couldn't seam to get to. finally she straightened, and bowed to him, signalling the battle was over and looking contemplative. "the armor works better than i had thought, there are cracks, but you covered them excellently... i couldn't get to them." she seamed... pleased by that, funnily enough. "i will have to train hard."

~~**~~

she paused at that and blinked at Sam and then frowned. "well he could have at least protected you a little." she grumbled but decided not to push the subject. Sam was going to be happy now, that was all that mattered. she mewled as Frostpaw decided to involve her father, gasping as the fucking continued. she felt highly embarrassed, shy, horrified that her father had just whipped out his cock and was stroking it now. she wasn't aware enough to realize that the men where being forced into it, all she saw was the cock's aimed for her and as horrified as she was... it was seriously turning her on to the max. "god... god... yes... yes..." she moaned, reaching up and fondling the head of each cock, panting as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, about to try and catch some of the streams of cum. "prude? no, not a prude." she moaned, panting hard. "fantasies come true...o...ooh!!!!" she moaned, arching as she came, hard, clamping down on that hard knot again as she jerked and shuddered, trembling as she stroked the cocks faster. "cum all over me, please, oh yes... fuck me hard.." she moaned, lost to the pleasure and loving it.

 

[Yenpointfive]

He shifted his gaze over in the direction that Tawnywing had indicated and gave a little nod. That bull futa could have certainly benefited from platemail. A tower shield might not have been out of the question either. And a tower shield sized for her could have been large enough to hide a whole other person behind. "So long as you have something under it it's more comfortable than it looks and it doesn't feel terribly heavy at first but at the end of the day you still feel like you've been marching about in a lead shirt." He said with a shrug. He doubted anyone would figure out how to fly with chainmail on but for everyone without wings it'd probably be a nice fit, though he wondered how much she'd been listening to him about wearing something under it. Chainmail chafed like a bitch without anything under it.

"You tackle me and I'm going to pop you with my shield." Khale warned her. Tawnywing was definitely stronger than him and he was of no mind to be crushed. The fight started out tricky for Khale. She was quick and ferocious but simply put, there was a reason one did not fight a man with a shield and longsword with just knives. When she started to get particularly aggressive he gave her a shove with his foot to get her to back off his shield, reminding her that he did have other limbs to worry about. In the end the issue became that his left side was a wall of steel and the right side had too much reach for her to reach him.

"What you need to do is let me get you a longsword. Those bone weapons have no reach because they'll just fracture if you make them too big. Hell, if you're not using a shield with it a bastard sword might be more your fit. Point is, unless you're quick as that bunny from earlier you're not getting close enough to me to fit a knife past my mail without a sword in your gut. Now let's go put some steel in your hands and get you some shitty armor to ruin." He said, motioning for her to follow him back to his tent. He considered that bringing a woman back to his tent would have probably been considered poor taste in human society but here it just seemed natural not to worry about that. Rather than take the armor off and have someone else carry it he instead marched in it. Might as well get the gawking out of the way since the anthros were going to have to get used to the human troops he'd brought with him.

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Both men groaned as Alyssa started to stroke their cocks for them. For once in his life, her lord father actually looked a bit unsure of himself but the feeling of his fat cock throbbing in her hand was enough to tell her that he was loving this. Sam moaned girlishly as she stroked his cock for him, his pre dribbling between her nimble fingers. Frostpaw fondled their nuts playfully in her paws as she bucked her hips to drive her knot deep into her lover. Frostpaw seemed to get more and more into this the dirtier Alyssa began to talk. "You heard my bride to be. Coat her in spunk or else!" She growled, though her smile suggested playful rather than malicious, though she did have them quite literally by the balls. When Alyssa clamped down around the invading canine fuckstick her furry lover came hard, moaning out as she shot her wad deep into Alyssa's waiting pussy. Her family wasn't far behind and they both soon moaned out as they blasted Alyssa's cute features with their seed. Sam, did his best to catch her in the mouth while Rylan splattered her face and hair with his jizz. After all the teasing the two had put him through Sam came harder than usual, his climax lasting longer than their father's and between the two girls fondling his cock, wound up bringing him to his knees. Once he was on their level Frostpaw pulled him over to her and Alyssa, letting him lay against a mix of soft fur and smooth skin. The king still a bit too dignified to join the pile on the floor, instead fit his cock back into his pants and sat on the edge of his daughter's bed.

 

[FoxWriter]

Tawnyfeather laughed at him when he commented on the weight and nodded. "training is needed to build up the endurance then." she agreed. "i'll have my Fay and other warriors wear weights for now until we can get the Armor sized to us. some of us do have very unique body shapes after all." she pointed out. "you can pop me with your shield all you want Little human, but it won't hurt me nearly as much as my weight crushing your ribs." she teased, her eyes glittering with amusement. she wouldn't try to crush him though, this was an exercise not a battle. she didn't want to hurt him. "hmm, the longsword is just so... long!" she complained with a small pout. "we are not used to enemies that have a longer reach." she complained with a sulk. "i might not die on the battlefield, but i won't kill either." she admitted as she examined her bone knife that she had strapped to her hip. "very well, we will use steal to kill human enemies then." she decided, following him to the tent, watching the way he walked, looking puzzled.

"why do you walk like that? is it because of the Armor?" she asked. for a massive warrior, she certainly was curious. she peeked into the tent, looking around at all the pillows and the things that where hanging around, cluttering up the tent. "humans are so weird." Tawnywing muttered before looking up as someone appeared. "ah Wintersong! how did the Birthing go?" "very well, mother and Cub are sleeping now. i heard you beat up my mate?" "i did no such thing! i never landed a strike on him... though i might have won if i'd tackled him, but i didn't want to hurt him you know. without their armor, humans are quite fragile." Wintersong laughed at that. "not so fragile if the rumors are to be believed. besides, our cute Femboys are quite tiny, and fragile, yet they take your cock regularly. i think they could take a pounding or two with the right training." "true, true. speaking of, my Toni has been feeling lethargic lately." "he just has a cold, i looked at him already. he'll need a lot of rest or it could get worse. you know how his lungs are. make sure he drinks his herb soup." Tawnywing nodded. "are you really going to sleep here?" "Moon Mother, NO! it's entirely too full, i'm having another made, since my Mate is so picky." Wintersong teased, well aware her husband could hear her. "it's half finished already, it should be done before we bed down for the night. i can't wait to see how he performs in bed." "are you going to allow him Dominance?" "most of the time, i do prefer to submit. but i'll keep him in line if i have to... why are you interested in him?" "he's not like our Femboys. he's very... masculine, i like the difference. i wonder if he'd let me watch while he fucks my Toni?" "i doubt it. he might be more open than other humans, but i don't think he's that open just yet."

~~**~~

Alyssa moaned eagerly as she felt both cocks pulsing and throbbing as she panted eagerly, wriggling and writhing and moaning like a slut. she giggled at Frostpaw's orders, and groaned as she watched those big hands fondling her brother and father. she'd never been more turned on in her entire life! she gasped as the cum flooded her cunt, and sprayed her across the face and breasts, making her moan eagerly as she squirmed, feeling so wet, and filthy, and.. and, GOOD. she moaned happily as she lay against Frostpaw and Sam, feeling dazed and glorious and sleepy. she felt sort of like that time the Healers had given her opiates so she wouldn't feel the pain when they reset the broken bone she'd gotten climbing trees. she hummed happily and turned to look at her Father, cum sliding down her face as she smirked, licking her lips a little as she reached up and touched some on her face before slowly licking it off her fingers. "that was wonderful." she mumbled to Frostpaw with a grin. "we can do that again sometime, right?" she asked, blinking up at her 'husband' hopefully.

 

[Yenpointfive]

When she asked about marching he gave a little shrug. "That's just how humans walk over long distances with a large group. Keeps everyone walking about the same speed and doesn't tire you out much if you're wearing armor." He said. Furries, he imagined, had never come up with the need to drill or march seeing as no where they cared to go would be without broken ground or objects in their way to break up the formation.

Khale smiled as they met his bride to be at his tent. He was a little annoyed that she seemed to think he couldn't hold his own against Tawnywing but didn't say anything and opted to instead start stripping off his armor as the two of them talked. It became fairly clear that Wintersong was going to say whatever he thought regardless of whether or not he was here and when he'd undressed down to his pants he slipped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently pulling her back against him. "Who says you're up to the task of keeping me in line? And for your information, if I was going to fuck Toni I'd make sure Tawnywing got a front row seat. If I was going to." He added with a little grin. He leaned over her shoulder a bit and placed a soft kiss on her jawline. It was going to take a bit of work to get used to the fact that she was taller than he was, that all of the Fay were.

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Frostpaw smiled at her bride to be and leaned in to lick a glob of cum from her cheek with her rough tongue. "If King Rylan will keep playing with us then I don't see why not." She said happily, snuggling close to her mate while she waited for the knot to deflate. Rylan heard them and gave a little chuckle. "I really shouldn't be doing this, but I have been known to spoil my little Alyssa. We definitely can't let the kingdom find out. They'll be fine with you giving Sam to Frostpaw, I suspect, but I rather think the nobles would have a bit much to say if they knew you'd been jerking me off." The king said, before adding in. "Though, I wouldn't mind having someone to share my bed with now and again, if you're of the mind to..." With her mother gone the king needed to have someone take care of him now and then. He was rather fond of a woman who led a troupe of actors that came by now and again, and Khale and her had suspicions as to who Sam's mother might be. Frostpaw gave the king a little grin. "Well, if Alyssa wants to I can hardly stop her. But if a bed needs warming I suppose I should come too. I have it on good authority that I'm quite warm." She said as she pressed her soft breasts against Alyssa.