Anon's life in Foenum had been awfully mundane and dull until the last few days. Cooped up inside the Prairie's abandoned salt mines, he had been managing to get by but was growing tired of his boring lifestyle. Simply fending off the occasional predator and gathering resources when he needed them, he had yearned for a change of pace.
Thankfully, his prayers were answered when a fierce cow named Arizona confronted him. She was one remarkable specimen, sporting a fiery spirit and an astonishingly hot body. He hadn't ever faced a full-grown cow before, but having been given no choice, he defended himself. With his lustful touch, he had decided to tame her, a process where dominant predators rail prey so hard their minds are rewritten entirely.
"Master ~ We're almost there!"
Snapping out of his thoughts, Anon glanced down and to his side. Trotting beside him was Arizona. Her ass jiggled with each step as she seductively swayed her hips at him. Her tail always flagged, showing off everything she had to offer.
He had successfully tamed her a few days ago, and ever since, he'd been savoring the pleasures of his new sex slave. She had put up a fair fight, but his magic touch, increased strength, and hefty durability ultimately led to her mind being conquered.
Watching her udder sway below her, Anon smirked. "Sheesh, about time. We've been traveling for days."
"And fuckin' for days!" Arizona cheerily replied, winking over at him. "Part of me doesn't want ya to claim more bitches. Ah'm enjoying being your sole cumdump plenty!"
Anon smacked her ass in response, earning a soft moo from the cow. "Hey now, it was your idea for me to do it." He eyed the towering gates of the city on the horizon, raising a brow. "Plus, knocking up and claiming another 'champion' sounds hot."
She quickly trotted ahead of him, making him stop walking. Licking her lips, she spread her hind legs apart and began shaking her rump. Her cheeks jiggled and clapped hypnotically, her udder bounced around, and her pussy winked wantonly as she put on her display.
"Imagine this fat ass and another one doing this for ya~" she cooed, looking back at him lustfully. "Your second pregnant bitch and I showin' off what we got~"
Anon did his best to stop himself from surging forward and railing her right then and there. The change she underwent after being tamed was a welcome one, with her endless obedience and constant arousal, but it also proved challenging to not spend all his time fucking her.
"Remind me to rut you into a near coma later," he noted. Walking up, he leaned beside her, reached his hand back, and groped her flank. "But sadly, I can't do it right now." He pointed ahead, the gates of Reine City not too far away. "We gotta find the next slut first~"
Arizona shuddered as she felt him tease her rump, leaning towards his cheek and giving his face a single, affectionate kiss. "Fine ~ But ah want you fillin' me to the brim later."
Ceasing her twerking, she began trotting toward the city once again. Still swaying her hips and ensuring Anon had a good look at her assets, she giggled. The thought of another champion being conquered and tamed was indescribably hot, and she was eager to meet her eventual slave sister.
Prying his eyes off her delicious buns, Anon glanced up to see they were in front of the city's gates. A pair of deer guarded the entrance, eyeing the two suspiciously as they approached.
"Uh, how's it going," Anon sheepishly began, awkwardly waving at the two. "We're looking to enter the city."
The two deer looked at each other, furrowing their brows and glaring back at the two.
"What reason do you have to enter?" the one on the left started.
"And what are you?" the second pressed.
Anon recoiled. "I - well - I'm what's called a -"
"Hang on," Arizona grumbled, tugging at his bag. Pulling it off him, she opened and perused the contents within. "Ah think I've got somethin' you two fellas will like."
Smirking to herself, she grabbed two jars filled with fresh milk. With Anon using her so much and having found teasing her udder awfully arousing, he had milked her a handful of times for a refreshing treat. Turning to face the two deers, she presented the containers of delectable liquid.
"We don't want any trouble," she cooed, waving the jars before the two. "Just visitin' to sell some wares. Ah'm happy to let you two have these for free if ya let us in no problem!"
The two deers looked at one another, smirked, and nodded eagerly. Grabbing a jar each, clearing their throats to help them convince themselves they weren't being bribed.
"The lanky one is big, so we will open the gates fully."
Anon was perplexed as to what they meant by 'fully' but he didn't have time to wonder as they pushed open the tall doors of the city. The town's sprawling, icy blue streets met him, houses dotting his vision, and most importantly, an abundance of deer all around.
Cheerily bouncing ahead, humming to herself happily, Arizona smiled at the two guards before she trotted past. "Thank ya kindly!"
Anon slipped past the guards and into the country's capital city soon after, utterly confused. "Okay, I'm lost. How did that work?"
"Oh!" Arizona started, perking up and looking over at him. "You don't know that either? Sheesh, Master. You're really out of the loop." She gestured to her udder, throwing him a wink. "Milk from the Prairie is a precious resource to other ungulates. So, offerin' it to folks for free is a mighty generous thing to do - or mighty clever in this case."
Anon rolled his eyes as she pressed a hoof to her chest and proudly puffed out her chest. He did have to admit her quick thinking had gotten them in easily, but she wasn't that clever. Though, he definitely was in agreement about the milk situation. Having sucked on his slave's nipples plenty, he had sampled her milk a fair amount, and it was by far the most delicious drink he had ever had.
Chuckling to himself, he walked over beside his pet. "Alright, alright. I'll give you that."
As they walked further into the city, a buck nodded and greeted them. "Welcome to Reine! Please wipe your hooves and - er - paws?" He sighed, gesturing to Anon's shoes. "And whatever those are, before proceeding into the city." He perked up, eyeing Arizona. "Also, don't eat the shrubbery. It is ornamental, not a free snack."
Furrowing her brow, Arizona stuck her tongue out at the buck and walked past him. "Yeah, whatever." Grumbling to herself, she rolled her eyes. "Upstuck, cocky, smug, rude…"
"Any brawls or disorderly conduct will result in expulsion from the city and heavy salt fines! Have a nice visit! Please leave soon!"
Arizona grit her teeth, scowling at the buck behind her before continuing to move ahead.
"They all like that?" Anon asked, snapping her from her mumbling as he walked beside her.
She shrugged. "Ah don't know, Master. Ah've just heard a lot 'bout the folks here, and they seem anything but welcoming." She sighed. "Ah tried startin' this journey of mine years ago, and ah managed to get to the city gates before they turned me away. Pa told me it was fine when I returned since I needed lots more training." She snickered, smiling up at him. "Now that ah'm full grown and have a powerful pred as a Master, ah think this journey will be easy and fun!"
Anon nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I kinda get that vibe from them too." He returned her smile, affectionately tussling her head. "And having such a cute, sexy, and strong slave definitely will make joining you on this trip way better~"
"Well, hopefully soon it'll be two slaves!" she replied, throwing him a wink.
"Heh, yeah, here's hoping -"
Bark! Bark! Bark!
Anon's eyes widened, watching as a small pack of puppies ran by him and under him. Blinking wildly, trying to grasp where they had come from, he was snapped to attention by a voice from afar.
"Puppies! Wait fo' me - wha!"
Before him, in a full sprint, was a small sheep. Having seemingly tried to catch up to the dogs, she had been ill-prepared to come to a sudden stop. Seeing Anon, she scrambled her hooves against the ground to slow herself. However, her efforts were in vain as she soon collided right into Anon's gut, sending him flying back with her.
Hitting the ground with a hard thud, the sound of Arizona gasping in surprise reaching his ears, Anon cracked his eyes open slowly. A pair of wide, teal eyes met him, staring down at him with shock. With each slowly gathering their bearings, she finally snapped out of her surprise and spoke.
"Oh! A'm very sorry! Me puppies 'ave gone tae who knows - mmmmmm~"
Her swift apology morphed into a moan as Anon's touch finally instilled its magic effects onto her. Shuddering, feeling his hands on her hips as he instinctively grabbed her when they clashed, her eyes fluttered.
"W-was goin' on…?"
Anon felt her grind her crotch against his groin, his touch's magic filling her with intense lust. A blush crept into her face as she gnawed her lip, and her adorable yet aroused expression sang a song to Anon's depths. With him already worked up from Arizona's earlier teasing and having a shockingly cute sheep on top of him, he decided to mess with her a bit.
"Looks like you ran right into me!" he replied, forcing his voice to sound surprised.
He glided his hands down her figure. Moving past her wide hips, which were surprising being she had a relatively more petite frame, he soon found his target. Two thick asscheeks met his grasp, far more fat than he had expected. She was a smaller creature, but her rump's noticeable plumpness was a welcome surprise.
"S-sorry! I was c-chasin' me pack o' p-puppies - aaahn!" she tried to reply, her words cut off as Anon groped her ass.
Fondling her generous buns, Anon chuckled to himself. He felt her grinding her surely drooling cunt against the growing bulge in his pants, yet he wanted to taunt her more. Pulling her asscheeks apart, exposing her nethers to the cold air of Reine, he moved a finger towards her perky backdoor.
Her eyes went wide as he slipped his digit into her, a throaty baaaa escaping her lips as he did. Licking his lips, he slowly began fingering her asshole, filling her with more and more lust as he went. Her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, and he even felt bold enough to give her ass a smack with his free hand.
She shuddered with bliss, panting, moaning, and baa’ing repeatedly. Grinding her pussy against him harder, she began thrusting her hips back into his hand. Feeling encouraged, he smacked her ass again. Watching as her eyes fluttered, any reservations he had were quickly fading. Her backdoor clenched onto his finger, he felt her snatch wink against his bulge, and another set of smacks on her rump made her gasp with sheer pleasure. She was a beautiful sheep, she had an even sexier body, and he couldn't help but let his mind wander to the idea of taming her right there and then.
"Ahem."
He was pulled from the moment, looking up to see a very unamused Arizona glowering down at him.
"Ah don't know who this gal is, but I believe we're supposed to be lookin' for information on the Prophet's Key and Reine's champion." She nudged her head towards two patrolling deer. "And trying to ideally not get kicked out before then."
Anon knew she was finding the situation arousing, but she seemed dead set on accomplishing the goal they had come here for. Sighing in defeat, knowing she was right, Anon ended his fun with the sheep. Slipping his finger out of her depths, placing both hands on her asscheeks, and giving them a final squeeze, he delivered a parting slap on her flank before lifting her off him.
She moaned each step of the way deeply, her rear already tinted red from his blows. Quivering in his grasp, her tongue lolled out of her mouth as he moved her off and away. Placed back down on the ground, freed from his touch, she slowly gathered her bearings, sheepishly shivering as she realized what she had just been doing.
"O-oh my!" She shook her head, looking towards Anon. "A'm…A'm n-not sure what came over me!" She rubbed her thighs together, her lust trailing down them and staining her coat as the scent of her arousal filled the air. "S-so hot…o-oh my…" She gnawed her lip, her eyes trailing toward Anon's groin. Nearly drooling at the sight, she snapped back to reality as barking rang out in the distance. "Oh no! Me puppies! The poor things!"
Scurrying ahead, far too nervous to say anything more to him or Arizona, Anon smirked as the ewe left. Her pussy was dripping with arousal, her tail wagged slightly, and her ass bounced with every frantic step she made. It was a pleasant parting sight as she soon left Anon's field of vision.
"Isn't that the same sheep from a few years ago?" a deer ahead of them noted, raising a brow and watching her disappear into the distance. "Could've sworn almost this exact thing happened last time I saw her. Poor girl can't handle those dogs for the life of her."
The doe shrugged to herself, paying little mind to Anon or Arizona, only throwing her nose up in the air and scoffing at them as she walked past them.
Anon licked his lips, replaying his brief moment with that sheep in his head. "Well, that was pretty - oof!"
A quick jab in his gut from Arizona silenced his remark. "Seriously, Master? I mean, that was hot, but we've got a task to finish!"
"What's with everyone cutting me off today…" he grumbled, nursing the area she struck. "And, hey! My goal is to tame more sluts like you! I probably could've tamed that sheep if I had a little -"
"You said tame champions, Master."
"Please, for the love of god, stop cutting me -"
"And there ain't no way in Foenum that sheep was anything close to a champion!" Arizona finished, giggling to herself at Anon's frustrated groan.
Anon pursed his lip, rubbing the back of his head. "I mean, you never know! Maybe we'll run into her again sometime."
"Well, if we do, and she's a champion…" She winked at him, shaking her ass a bit. "It'll be hot to see her tamed~"
Prying his eyes off his slave's tantalizing display, Anon looked around. "So, uh, where are we going anyways?"
"Ah'm lookin' for the museum," Arizona answered, squinting at a street sign. "These signs have pretty clear directions, and it seems it's near the city's main plaza."
Anon bowed forward and swirled his hand before him in a presenting manner. "Lead the way, m'lady!"
Arizona snickered, rolling her eyes. "You know I'm your slut and no 'lady', Master." She flicked his face with her tail. "But c'mon, we're burning daylight."
Dutifully following behind her, Anon drank in the sighs of the city. As he expected, there was an abundance of deer here. Ever the lust-filled deviant, he eyed up every doe they passed. They all had reasonably large rumps, almost all thick enough to jiggle as they walked, but so far, none could compete with Arizona's.
He did make an additional discovery during their walk as well. Though he only got the faintest of glances of them from some more sluttily figured does, it looked like they had a rack akin to an udder like Arizona's. He hadn't expected it, but with how fond he had become of Arizona's rack, he wasn't going to complain.
"Ah! Here we go!" Arizona declared, stamping a hoof against the ground and huffing hot air from her nostrils. "Seems like we found the right place! No thanks 'ta these snooty floofballs."
Pulling his eyes off a doe in heat's winking cunt, Anon glanced up. Meeting him was a set of dark blue steps ascending towards a towering building. Banners hung from the sides of it, an array of windows littered the front, and he knew it had to be the museum from the grin on Arizona's face.
She turned to face him, nudging her head towards the door. "C'mon! Let's go get me a clue!"
He shrugged, following her as she scampered up the steps and into the museum. He didn't really know what the Prophet's Key was, but he did know all the champions of Foenum had their sights set on it. Whatever it was, it was significant and, more importantly, vital to her. She may have been forcefully made into his bitch, but she was still Arizona deep down under her newly forged slutty mind - and he wished to help her as much as he could.
Waltzing into the main lobby of the museum, the pair headed over to the front desk. The doe behind it gave them a side-eye, sighing to herself.
"Welcome to the National Reine City Museum. Entrance is free on all days except the ones when it's not."
Anon and Arizona exchanged equally confused glances, ushering him to question the doe.
"Uh, alright. Is today a free day?"
The doe barely acknowledged him, looking over a guestbook before her. "Yup."
Rolling their eyes, the pair made their way into the museum. The first exhibit greeted them, a massive, sprawling skeleton of some prehistoric creature.
Taking a moment to gaze upon the fossil, Anon glanced behind him and back towards the main lobby. "Okay, I have to ask. Are all deer like that?"
"Like what?" Arizona asked, already losing interest in the skeleton and moving ahead.
He followed right behind her. "I dunno, dicks, I guess?" He reassured himself. "Yeah, dicks. Why're they all dicks."
"For the one of us who isn't a sex slave, ya sure do like talking about dicks it seems," Arizona teased, chuckling to herself. "But yeah, from mah experience, they're all like this. Don't matter, ah just gotta find some information on the Prophet's Key, and we can get to ruining this city's champion!"
The two made their way around the museum, looking over its various exhibits. Nothing of much interest or significance had been found thus far, bar a set of paintings that gave Arizona a brief existential crisis as she tried to grasp their meaning, until they entered another large open area. Various relics were strewn about, with a large stone tablet taking up the middle of the far wall.
"Agh! There's nothin' like what ah'm looking for here!" Arizona grumbled, glaring over at a set of vases on a pedestal. "Ah was told there was somethin' that could be of use here!"
Anon ruffled her head, waving his hand before him. "Oh come on! There's still this room!" He eyes the massive stone tablet across the room, pointing at it. "Let's check that out. I've got a good feeling about it."
Rolling her eyes, Arizona trotted up towards the artifact and looked it over. "Alright, let's see now."
Squinting her eyes, she pointed out a red symbol on the relic. "That symbol has been everywhere, and ah guess it's gotta be important."
"Looks like one of those weird S symbols kids drew in the bathroom stalls in middle school…" Anon grumbled, shivering as he recalled his less fortunate years.
Arizona looked at him, confused. "Ah'm gonna pretend ah understood whatever you just said." She refocused on the slab, looking over it intensely. "Anyways…what else do we got here?" A key-shaped drawing made her perk up, eyes going wide. "Wait a minute! That's the key! This has gotta be it!" She began furiously looking over the stone. "This things gotta be covered in clues."
Anon, for the most part, was utterly lost. He had no clue of the lore of this world's history or the way things really worked in the present either, for that matter. He was kind of in it just for the lewd side of it, but if Arizona insisted on accomplishing her goal, he'd oblige his slave. Partially tuning her out as she exclaimed more of her findings, he snapped to attention as she nudged his side.
"Do you know what the hay that is?" she asked, gesturing towards an illustration on the artifact.
Anon leaned forward, inspecting it closely. "Uh, looks to me like some wendigo thing? Maybe a goat demon? I dunno, your world is all kinds of wack to me."
"She's an Oryx!" a pretentious, heavily-accented voice suddenly joined from behind them. "Vouldn't you agree?"
They whirled around, seeing a doe confidently strutting over towards them. She had an aura of elegance, reeking of confidence, and the look on her face was as smug as could be.
Standing beside them and looking at the relic, she continued. "Fascinating, isn't it? I've been staring at zis artifact for days! Simply days!"
"Well…that's nice," Anon mumbled, sharing a look with Arizona. "May we help you?"
The doe raised a hoof, turning her attention away from him. "One moment."
Suddenly, a group of small, fairy-like critters scrambled up to her. Anon had no clue where they had come from, but they seemed to be working for their sudden companion. Seeing one carrying a small cup of a steaming beverage, the doe spoke again.
"Oh, right on time!" she chirped, smiling at the creatures. "Zhank you, my little darlings."
Anon and his slave stood awkwardly beside her, silent and unsure of what to do or say. The doe had acknowledged them, but now she acted like they didn't exist. Each raised a brow as they watched her take a swig of the drink, recoiling as she suddenly spat it at them.
"Ugh! Pumpkin spice?! How plebeian! Who do you zhink I am, an uncivilized White Tail Deer?!"
Anon shook himself off, warm coffee dripping off of him and Arizona. Thankfully the beverage hadn't been too warm, but he shared an annoyed, frustrated look with Arizona towards the doe.
Shooing the small creatures away, insisting they bring her a better drink later, the doe turned her attention back to them. "Oh deer. Good vinter sprites are so hard to find zese days! Do you find so as well?"
Anon and Arizona engaged with her question, explaining that they both had no clue what a 'vinter sprite' was. Dealing with a flurry of more questions, along the lines of 'who styles your floof', 'who brings you oats', and more from the doe - the conversation finally continued to something more impactful.
The doe nonchalantly continued speaking as if she hadn't just been bewildered by the two's lack of miniature, magic servants. "Anyvays, vat brings you two to Ze Glorious City of Reine?"
Arizona smirked up at Anon, a tinge of her ego surfacing at the question. "Well, if ya gotta know…and this may be a bit hard to believe, but…" she puffed out her chest and stood tall. "ah'm the champion on the Prairie!"
The doe's face instantly dropped, immediately going stern. "Oh really?" She chuckled momentarily before her face morphed into a menacing glare, and she stamped her hoof against the ground. "Vell, I'm champion of ze Tundra!" she boomed, causing Arizona and Anon to backpedal a portion. "Ze greatest fighter in all of Reine! I am ze one and only Velvet!"
Anon's face lit up, his eyes beginning to scope out the doe in a far more sensual way. Her face was gorgeous, taken care of with utmost concern, her chest had a hefty amount of what he assumed was what these deer called 'floof', and her sleek form was fitting that of a fighter. As she struck a pose, his eyes darted toward her rear.
The curves of her ass were clear as day, two plump cheeks building up her rump. He was shocked he hadn't noticed it before since, from where he was, her ass looked like it was almost as fat as Arizona's. He couldn't catch an eyeful of her snatch or backdoor, but he had plans to soon change that. Thankfully, he did manage to get a peek at her rack, a rather hefty udder-esque set of teats below her.
Needless to say, she was definitely hot. Thick ass, nice thighs, a big rack, a pretty face, and, best of all…a snobby personality he'd love to break. Knowing he was already fully intent on taming her like he did Arizona, his cock already began to harden in his pants.
Arizona's pussy winked the moment she heard Velvet announce her title. Fighting back a devilish grin, more than ecstatic to know this doe would become an obedient bitch just like her, she felt a trail of her essence move down her inner thigh. Her mind raced with all the different ways her Master would ruin the snarky slut, and she could barely contain her excitement.
Velvet took a step forward, magic channeling into her horn. "En garde!"
"Wait!" a voice called from afar.
All three turned their attention towards a doe that had hurriedly run into the room. Heaving air into her lungs, awkwardly smiling up at the trio, she gestured towards the museum's front door.
"Could you please settle this outside?" she begged. "Away from the priceless historical artifacts…"
Velvet blinked dumbly before clearing her throat and regaining her regal demeanor. "Of course! Everyone in Reine must witness ze cow's utter defeat against Foenum's true champion!"
Arizona bumped her hip against Anon's, whispering up to him. "If you're gonna break her like you did me, you'll have to fight her instead, Master."
"Oh…right," he murmured back. He thought to himself for a moment before an idea struck him. Standing up tall, glowering down at Velvet, he snickered. "So, I guess you're scared of fighting the real champion in the room then?"
Velvet raised a brow, looking him up and down. "Excuze me? Ve are the only champions here. You are…somezhing I don't even know…"
"Well, he is the champion of his people…" Arizona shot back. "He just ain't an ungulate."
"Zat is the issue," the doe grumbled. "Ve ungulates are ze only ones who can save Foenum - or rather, I am."
Anon tsked, waggling a finger before him. "Well, what if a predator wanted to seal away other preds?"
Velvet's eyes went wide. "Vait…you…you're a-"
"Predator, yessiree," Arizona interrupted. "But he ain't no bad one. When he beat me, he just…changed my view of things…"
Velvet caught on to the lustful look Arizona had and her lifted tail. "Did…did zis zing…"
"Tame me?" Arizona cooed, licking her lips. "Yup ~ Made me his personal bitch." She nuzzled Anon's crotch with her muzzle, eyeing Velvet smugly. "And ah'm very grateful for it."
Seeing Velvet recoil a portion, Anon raised a brow. "What's the matter? You've been stuttering a lot now. Scared? It's okay! I'll let the entire city know their champion is a fluke."
His remark struck a chord with Velvet, her brow furrowing as a scowl morphed onto her muzzle. "You dare insult me?!" She scoffed, spitting at the floor in front of Anon. "A pazethic beast like you iz no match for me! I have nothing to fear!" She glared at Arizona. "I von't lose like zat pathetic, lowly, uncouth, stupid cow next to you."
"So, we're on then?" Anon growled, anger rising as she talked down on his slave. "Not scared to fight me, are ya?"
Velvet threw her snout into the air. "Ha! As if I vould be scared of you! Let us go! Ze city deserves a show, and your fall is ze main attraction!"
Watching her wheel around and approach the front door, Anon licked his lips. Tailing behind her, he finally got to drink in the best view of the doe. Each elegant step she took made her rump bounce beautifully, showcasing just how thick those light brown asscheeks of hers were. Yellow-ish fur, just like her floof's color, lined the inner parts of her flanks, but the main show was what lay within that region. Resting below her small tail were her nethers. A perky, likely unfathomably tight, asshole teased his eyes, while a tantalizing pussy rested just below.
"I think you'll make a good bitch after a win~" Anon teased, making her stop in her tracks. "It'll be fun to breed you."
Velvet glared over her shoulder at him, icey rage in her blue eyes. "I vill enjoy beating you witzin an inch of your life." She scoffed, continuing to trot out of the museum. "Maybe I vill do ze world a favor and properly finish you off~"
Arizona walked beside her Master, drinking in the doe's assets. "Sheesh, her rump is almost as thick as mine," she whispered. Nervously eyeing Anon, she gnawed her lip. "Ah'm not sure how tough she is, but she does have magic. You gotta be careful, Master." She nuzzled his side, shooting him a wink. "Just touch her as much as ya can till she's a good bitch breaking on your cock~"
"Horny, to caring, back to horny," Anon chuckled, reviewing what Arizona said. Reaching down, he scritched the cow behind her ear. "I got this, trust me. That ass of hers will be serving me soon enough~"
Truthfully, he was feeling confident. Velvet's pretentious personality only made him want to break her all the more, and doing it in front of everyone she knew sounded even better. Her body was incredibly hot, she'd make a fabuloussecond slut, and getting more firepower was always welcome.
The trio exited the museum, the cold air of Reine washing over them. A large group of deer had gathered around near the front of the building already. Anon could only assume word traveled fast around here since they were clearly here to watch the fight. Murmuring amongst themselves, looking between the three of them, they gave him the most suspicious look.
Velvet cantered towards the middle of the plaza, ushering several deer to back away. Adjusting her floof, graciously caressing her horn, and rolling her shoulders, she smirked and took a readied stance.
"Now, shall we settle zis? I believe there iz a crowd vho wishes to see you be defeated." She cracked her neck, her pompous demeanor fading for a moment. "And vith what you're daring to try, maybe even vorse for you~"
Her death stare made Anon feel a tinge of concern, but Arizona quickly calmed him by giving him an affectionate jab in his arm.
"Ya got this, Master," she cheered, nodding. "Go get yourself another bitch to help me serve ya~"
Throwing him a wink, she trotted away and into the crowd, earning a few looks from the deer surrounding the area. Watching his slave depart, left isolated in the center of the group with Velvet, Anon readied himself. The doe had magic, something he had yet to face, but with his durability and strength, he hoped he'd be able to touch her.
"Bring it," he replied, taking a ready stance.
"En garde, beast!" Velvet raised a brow, a taunting smile on her face.
As the words left her mouth, a razor-sharp, jagged spike of ice formed directly before her. Shooting out like a bullet, with little time to react, the icicle narrowly missed Anon's head as he dove out of the way. Watching it shatter against a stone pillar behind him, he brushed himself off, watching as Velvet began summoning more magic constructs.
Doing his best to react and dodge, Anon dove, tumbled, and jumped around spikes, literal fists made out of ice, and even the odd ice sculpture being hurled at him. The crowd around him gasped and cheered with each attack he avoided, Velvet's frustration growing as the attention was seemingly diverting off of her and towards him.
"S-stop moving, y-you obnoxious worm!" she scowled, summoning several icicles in the air around her.
At the rate things were going, Anon wouldn't ever close the distance between the two. Sure, he had magically enhanced endurance, but if he did this forever, he'd eventually find his limit. Staring down the doe, watching as she prepared her attack, he formulated a plan.
Running wouldn't work, but charging at her might. Taking hits from the sharp icicles might've been lethal to him before he ended up in this world, but with his enhanced durability, he was pretty sure he could tank them. At best, his plan would go flawlessly, at worst he'd be pretty severely roughed up. He wasn't one to be patient or think too deeply about things, and, his lust for a possible new bitch driving him, he sprinted forward.
Velvet raised a curious brow as he approached her, shrugging and nonchalantly firing off the icicles she had made. She shut her eyes, opting to pay no mind to the blow she was about to strike him with, but they shot wide open as she heard a loud, booming cheer from the crowd.
Anon ducked under the first two frozen spears, feinted to the side of a third, and, crossing his arms before him, charged through the final four. Cuts littered his arms, but his hunch had proven true. Though he felt a light sting, he knew he could tank the strikes and much more. Having closed the gap, mere inches from the doe, a wicked grin split his countenance as he reached out at her.
Velvet's eyes went wide as dinner plates, wholly
befuddled by his charge. "Vhat?! No! Zat isn't - mmmmph!!!"
Too surprised to reach in time, she was unable to dodge him. As he tackled her, grabbing her neck with his hand, the chill of the frozen air around her faded as an intense heat washed over her. It was like she had entered the most intense heat she'd ever faced, her body shivering from head to hoof with pleasure upon feeling his touch. Her pussy winked enthusiastically, her nectar drooling out of it, her nipples went hard as diamonds, and her asshole seized upon itself as it yearned to be fucked.
She tumbled back with him, finding herself pinned to the ground soon after. His size and weight were superior to hers, meaning she couldn't overpower him immediately. She squirmed below him, fending off a sudden flurry of unpleasant thoughts assailing her. Submissive, surrendering ideas filled her imagination, but she quickly tossed them aside.
Her rage skyrocketed with her lust as she began to channel magic into her horns. "Get off me! You vile miscreant! I vill kill you for zis you - haaa! Nngh! V-vat!?"
Cutting her off, Anon took a free hand and reached down towards her udder. It wasn't precisely like Arizona's, made up of what felt like two bosoms, but her rack was as irresistible as anything else. Twisting one of her nipples, pumping more pleasure into her, he smiled down at her. He wrapped his other arm around her thick thigh, adding another wave of heat.
A moan crept past her lips, the feeling of her tits being fondled too much to contain. "Ahhhn ~ Vat…vat is zis…"
"A true predator's aura," he taunted, squeezing her udder and earning a moan. "The same one who's going to tame you."
Velvet scrunched her muzzle, his words bouncing around in her headad.
Prey serve predators.
Her eyes shot wide open, the unwelcome thoughts spurring her to act. Grunting, she surged magic into her horn, blasting Anon off of her and hurtling him through the air.
"Enough! Zat will not happen, you pathetic, useless, weak, MISERABLE, DESPERATE, AWFUL PRED!"
The crowd gasped with shock, gawking at the act Anon had just done to Velvet. A sea of whispers grew among them, only interrupted by the loud thud of Anon hitting the ground.
"A predator?" one doe asked.
Another nodded her head. "In Reine?! Where's Stronghoof!"
"We've got to get zis monster out of here!" a buck joined in.
Rubbing his head, his body aching from the blow, Anon looked around him. The crowd, who had been somewhat on his side moments ago, now scowled at him or looked around with worry. The constant mention of predator met his ears, filling him with anxiety.
"Enough," a deep, bellowing voice rang out.
Stepping forward out of the crowd, a towering, muscular buck glared down at Anon. Looking over the group, towards Velvet, and back to the human, he continued.
"He has come here with the intent to stop the other predators. He has a noble cause and seems like a powerful warrior."
"But, Stronghoof-"
"I said ENOUGH!" he continued, cutting off a doe's counter. "Let the fight continue. If he wins, he has the right to do as he wishes with his prize."
"But Velvet's your daughter!" another buck added.
Stronghoof raised a brow, looking over at the deer with little interest. "And? If she loses her fight, she has to face whatever comes next. No predator will spare prey, even a good one."
"VATEVER!" Velvet screamed, drawing the crowd's attention to her. "I von't lose, so zay vatever you want!" She surged magic into her horn, baring her teeth and looking over at Anon with the intent to kill. "I'll put down zis beast with ease!"
The crowd fell silent, and Stronghoof scoffed and walked away. Rising to his feet, brushing himself off, Anon tried to catch up on things. Whoever that buck was, he seemed to have some form of respect for him, allowing him to continue his fight with Velvet. From the looks of it, Velvet's dad seemed to put honor and glory first, meaning if his daughter lost, she deserved it in his eyes.
The customs of these deer were something, to say the least, and Anon didn't dwell on the matter. He'd never grasp the culture of this world, at least not right away, so his best bet was to focus on the task at hand. With his body burning with icy magic, Velvet's blow hitting its mark, he rolled his shoulders and stared the doe down.
A faint blush was deep in her muzzle, her stance was notably shakier than before, and he could swear he saw a strand of her essence slip down her inner thigh. He knew his attack worked wonders, but it was nowhere near enough to break her.
"Seems your pops doesn't have much faith in you, huh?" he taunted. "Even he knows you'll end up as my bitch."
Raw, unfiltered rage spread across Velvet's face, as magic surged intensely into her horn. "YOU LITTLE…!"
Shards of ice shot from the ground straight toward Anon, taking him off-guard as they surged below him and sent him hurtling into the air. Preparing to attempt a soft landing, his eyes widened as he looked up, seeing the doe hovering beside him. He could only assume she jumped up to meet him midair, but his curiosity was quickly replaced with concern as he watched her form a block of ice before her, slamming it straight into his back.
He barreled towards the ground, slamming into the snow-covered ground with a thunderous thud. Dust and snowflakes shot up from the ground, the intensity of his impact even cracking a few stones in the street. A loud gasp rang out among the crowd, the sounds of soft hoofalls ringing out soon after as Velvet landed on the ground.
"How was zat," she smugly taunted, already preparing another spell.
Anon's ears rang, his body felt like it was on fire, and the wind was firmly knocked out of him. Arizona had been right; the doe's magic was definitely something to worry about. He had let his own ego and confidence cloud his judgment, approaching the deer far less cautiously than he did with Arizona. With his bones aching and vision partially blurred, he hastily returned to his senses. He issued a silent thank you to the stars for giving him his uncanny durability, quickly glaring down at Velvet soon after.
"Mediocre," he shot back, rubbing his shoulder. "Maybe decent, if I'm being nice."
Velvet grimaced, stamping her hooves on the floor. "It iz perfect! Just like me!" She shot magic into the ground again, ice forming out of it just like before. "I vill show you my grace!"
This time Anon was ready. Instead of dodging the pillars of frozen fury approaching him, he ran forward. Making contact with the attack, he was again launched into the air, though this time, he was stable. His improvised plan worked wonders, as, as he hoped, Velvet quickly jumped into the air to meet him, preparing the same attack as before.
What the doe hadn't expected was him to suddenly lunge his hand towards her. Having focused on striking him again, Velvet had been ill-prepared for any kind of reactionary action from him, leaving herself wide open. Feeling him grab her floof, sinking his hands into her thick fur, her magic dissipated as she felt herself be pulled forward.
Using the momentum he had built from running, Anon forced himself to spin with Velvet in the air. Timing it just right, he held her below himself, the pair hurtling toward the ground at a breakneck pace. She tried to squirm from his grip, to focus some kind of magic into her horns, but his magic touch filtering constant arousal into her was far too distracting at the moment. With her struggles in vain, she slammed into the ground, his weight and gravity making her crash into it with a thunderous boom.
Looming over the doe, seeing that the wind was firmly knocked out of her and she was dazed, Anon wasted no time. Moving downwards, he locked on to her udder and dove down. Latching his lips onto one of her nipples, he used his hands to caress her rack.
Velvet groaned with pain, soon morphing into a moan of pleasure. The blow she had taken stung, but it wasn't anything she couldn't walk off, but the sudden assault on her teats was far more concerning. The intense spike in pleasure hit her like a freight train, and she was too turned on to stop it.
Anon sucked on her nipple with lustful fury, coaxing out what he sought. The first dollops of the doe's milk met his taste buds, and he shuddered with pleasure. He wasn’t sure if she’d provide the sweet nectar like Arizona did, but he was overjoyed with the outcome. It wasn't as divine in flavor as Arizona's, but it still tasted miles better than anything he had back home. Savoring her taste, he sucked on her harder.
"Nnnngh ~ S-stop zat! H-haaaa!"
Her eyes went wide as she let out a bleat of pleasure, milk being siphoned from her bosom with haste. She had never been treated to such a feeling, and each time he coaxed more of her taste from her, alongside his hands constantly caressing her body, her arousal grew steadily.
The sweet richness of her milk was terrific, but Anon wasn't done yet. Humiliating her in front of an entire crowd by milking her was one step of a gauntlet he planned for her. Taking his mouth off her nipple, giving her udder a parting kiss, he licked his lips and moved down.
He found his target in seconds, face inches from her winking pussy. Her clit was engorged, her lust was cascading out like a waterfall, and he was met with the scent of gingerbread and sweet tea as he inhaled her musk.
"Nnngh! D-dirty, vile, creepy, awful - mmmmmph!!! Oh, stars!"
Diving into her cunt, Anon silenced her insult. He slid his tongue right into her snatch, the thick tufts of fur surrounding it tickling his cheeks, and went to town. Like her scent, the lovely taste of gingerbread met him, ushering him to lick her with even more fury. He felt her spasming in his grasp, knowing full well her ability to fight was gone. It was only a matter of time.
Velvet did everything she could to suppress a sea of moans, failing time and time again. Blissful groans and pleasurable bleats escaped her lungs, letting her ecstasy be known to everyone around her. They only intensified as she felt him suckle on her clit, his hands returning to her nipples to tease her udder relentlessly.
Prey submit to their Master.
The thought boomed in her head, pieces of her logic and reasoning beginning to fade away as she was already undergoing the taming process. She tried to ignore it, to summon magic into her horn and blast him off yet again, but the pleasure had become far, far too much for her to properly focus. His tongue felt euphoric within her folds, teasing her every inch as he lapped her juices, yet he still had more in store.
Pulling away from her again, Anon smirked as he saw her lustful look. To his side, he saw Arizona looking downright giddy, whirling around and showing him her drooling lower lips to confirm her excitement. Seeing his first slave show herself off, knowing he was growing closer to his second, he continued.
Moving lower, eyeing her perky ponut, he dragged his tongue around the rim of it. The salty taste of sweat mixed with the familiar gingerbread flavor she afforded, calling to his carnal instincts like a siren's song. Unable to contain his lust, he reared his head back and drove his tongue into her depths.
From his experience, the creatures of Foenum smelled amazing and tasted even better no matter what, and Velvet was no different. The euphoric taste she had offered before was elevated tenfold, sending a dancing pleasure through Anon's entire body. From her reaction, his attack worked wonders as her head was thrown up, and she let out a guttural, unbecoming moan.
Having her asshole tongue fucked was a measure more intense than when he ate her pussy out, throwing Velvet for a blissful loop. She felt as if her entire body was locked up in pleasure, vices of euphoria holding her in place to ensure she no longer denied herself of the wonders this predator was giving her.
Being tamed is your purpose.
The previously unwelcome thought sounded far more appealing to her than it had a few minutes ago. Her mind was breaking bit by bit, her fortitude being chipped away with each passing second - and a part of her loved it. Being used and treated so lowly went against everything she stood for, and the fact she was adoring it sent confusion through her head.
She knew the stakes. Being tamed was irreversible; she'd forever be remade to be obedient and loyal to the disgusting brute fighting her. Living her days out worshiping him, carrying his fawns, and existing primarily to be a sex slave. It was the antithesis of all the pride she carried herself with, but the growing part of her mind that was corrupted lavished the thought. Try as she might to ignore it, to deny that someone as perfect as her could ever lose, it was starting to look like she would end up his bitch.
Anon lapped at her backdoor for a couple more minutes, chuckling to himself as the thick fluff on her rump tickled his cheeks every few moments. He knew she was at her limit, nearing the end of her sanity, and he wanted nothing more than to make his revenge for striking him known to all.
Pulling away from her, a line of saliva connecting his lips to her tailhole, he grabbed onto her. Adjusting himself, she flipped her over, putting her onto her stomach. With her ass wonderfully presented to him, he enacted the final phase of his plan.
"You…von't tame me," she mumbled, moaning deeply as he smacked her flank right after
He drank in the jiggle of her asscheek, repeating the same strike on her other. Her ass was fat, and, looking at it up close, it might actually be exactly as thick as Arizona's. Groping her rump, filtering more magic into her, he delivered more slaps before grabbing her hips.
Raising her ass into the air, her torso still on the ground, Anon swiftly tore off his pants. The cold air clashed against his warm nethers, but his intense lust prevented it from affecting him. Slapping his cock right between her plump cheeks, he began to grind against her.
"You're far too full of yourself," Anon demeaned, smacking her tush again. "And it's time someone showed you what a sexy slut like you is meant for - being a cock serving bitch."
Velvet knew that remark should have filled her with rage, but instead, all she found was intensified lust.
Fulfill your purpose. Become his.
She felt his thick shaft grinding against her holes, filling her with a sense of yearning. She'd never let a filthy, undeserving male even look at her in such a manner, let alone grind their cock between her plump cheeks, but her mind had shifted. Anon seemed deserving, more than deserving even. She tried valiantly to look at him in a bad light, to find that same hatred she held for him from before, but a growing sense of submission was all she could discover.
"You deserve to be used," Anon growled, leaning forward and wrapping an arm around her neck.
Lifting her upper half off the ground, he pressed her back into his chest, forelegs dangling below her. Her hind legs remained grounded, as Anon shifted and lined his cock up with her entrance. His tip kissed her winking, moist lower lips, the heat from her arousal radiating over his groin.
Partially locked in a doggystyle pose, with his arm choking her slightly, Velvet's entire world spun as he slammed into her. An intense wave of pleasure washed over every inch of her body, forcing a humiliating bleat to bellow from her depths. Her ass jiggled from the fierce thrust, her eyes fluttered, and a beaming smile nearly split her muzzle.
Anon grimaced, the sensation of her velvety walls clenching down on his cock, sending his nerves alight. Her pussy massaged every last inch of his length while her ass acted as a perfect cushion for his hips. Her udder bounced up and down each time he drove into her, faint traces of milk flinging from her nipples. Her ragged breathing and adorable bleats cued him to begin finishing her off as he started pounding into her with remorse.
Velvet's eyes rolled back, the feeling of him plowing into her nearly frying her brain. It was an overwhelming sensation, feeling like she had just been hit with a tsunami of sheer bliss. The wet slaps of their bodies meeting rang in her ears, his breathing warm on her back, and the subtle chokehold he had on her sent a thrilled shiver through her spine.
"Doesn't it feel good? To be dominated? To be claimed?"
Velvet opened her mouth to counter him, but all that came out was yet another bleat of pleasure. Being reduced to animalistic sounds and thoughts, manhandled by this predator - even if she could've said no, she feared she wouldn't have. He was right; it did feel good, instead, it felt right.
How he held her, his ruthless plunges into her depths, and the feeling of being choked by such an absolute stud was an eye-opening experience. She never saw herself as the type to enjoy being degraded, being treated roughly and with force, but the mind-shattering fuck she was receiving changed her view of things. She found it horribly tempting, especially if he did it to her.
"N-no - ahn - it…h-aaaa~" she stammered, subconsciously beginning to press her ass back into his thrusts. "Can't…zhink…"
Anon began thrusting even faster, wet slaps ringing out as her lust painted her asscheeks. "Don't try to. Just give in ~ Join my other slut in servitude." He choked her harder, seeing her eyes roll back in bliss. "You deserve to be tamed."
Velvet felt the telltale signs of a climax growing within her and knew the end was close. Everything was fading away. Her pride, name, role as a champion, status in society, and goals to become the strongest all fell in priority to one thing: him.
"N…no…I…"
Feeling his balls ache, Anon grabbed her head and forced her attention upwards. "Look at them. They know your true colors now. Why hide it? You're weak and are better fit serving a predator."
Velvet saw the shocked look on the crowd, but her lust-addled mind looked elsewhere. She could see the countless hard cocks on each buck, the trails of arousal on each doe, and the lustful look deep in every single creatures' eyes. They were seeing her fall, seeing her break, seeing everything she was become undone…
Seeing her be tamed.
With a final titanic thrust, Anon lurched her entire body forward and hilted within her. Her whole ass rippled, her walls clenched onto him like a vice, and she felt his chokehold tighten. The sensation of his cock flaring met her, and soon after, the first euphoric ropes of his essence shot deep within her.
"Tell them what you are now," he roared.
The second his seed shot into her womb, Velvet finally broke. Her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, magic spazzed in her horns, and she slammed her ass back into him. She felt her womb flood with his seed and knew what it meant for her. Feeling her entire existence be remade, her mind conquered and bested, she heaved air into her lungs and cried out.
"Your bitch! I am your bitch! A cumdump! Breeding slut! Vatever you vant!"
She had been tamed.
The entire crowd gasped in shock, watching as magic enveloped her body. It shimmered on her for a moment before funneling towards her groin. Right above where her womb lay, a marking took shape. He knew what it meant, the same one Arizona had gotten when he first broke her.
The intense load he had dumped into her had arcanely borne fruit, claiming her eggs and impregnating her with his kin. Her belly bulged as his seed flooded her depths, gushing from her womb and coating her walls with his baby batter. She spasmed intensely, an orgasm running through her body in sync with his own.
Her nerves exploded with pleasure, and she felt like she had entered the gates of nirvana as she teetered on the cusp of consciousness. Her mind was remade from its core, her instinctual need to submit as prey taking priority as she was claimed. She existed to serve him, lived for his pleasure, and existed to bear his kin - nothing more than that. A joyous smile split her muzzle, her breath locked in her chest as he choked her hard, as she realized he had knocked her up - fulfilling her role within seconds of being reborn.
Aware enough to make sure he didn't hurt her, still riding out his climax, Anon loosened his grip on her neck and commanded her. "Who do you belong to?"
"You, Master! I belong to you!" She shuddered with glee hearing the words escape her mouth. "I am your slave! Ze only thing I exist for iz serving you!"
With her final decree, it became clear to all present that the Velvet of before was gone.
Riding out his release, flooding her depths with the last strands of his cum, Anon snickered. "Good girl. Now you've seen the proper way of things~"
Velvet's pussy milked his cock for every possible drop of his essence as she pressed her ass back into him. "Mmmmph ~ Yes! Zis is amazing!" She looked back at him, hearts magically placed in her eyes. "I vould never have known true joy!"
"Hoooo boy! That was way too hot, Master!" Arizona called out from the sidelines, pushing through the crowd and joining the two. "But ya did it! You've got yourself another slut!"
Velvet looked the cow up and down, nodding. "I can zee why you submitted to him. Becoming his breeding bitch iz amazing."
"Yup, ah foolishly resisted like you did, but it's all good!" She eyed the cum dripping out of Velvet's snatch, licking her lips. "We're his property forever now!"
The doe shuddered from the revelation. "How vonderful!" She looked at the crowd, no longer caring about her status. "Everyone, I vill remind you all that I am zis predator's slave FOREVER!"
She puffed her chest out, looking smug as could be. Her mind may have been remade, but she still held pride in her most prized things. Her floof still mattered to her, as did most other things, but serving her newfound Master was what mattered most. She had genuine pride in being his slave, her conquered mind telling her it was ideal.
Slowly, Anon pulled his hips back. With a wet schlick, his cock slipped from Velvet's depths, a sea of cum gushing out of her stuffed cunt soon after. Looking over his handiwork, he raised a hand and smacked the doe's ass, earning a throaty moan from her.
"You're much better like this, slut." He squeezed the plump flesh of her asscheek, moving to her side and slapping his cock onto her face. "Now, clean me off."
Velvet's eyes went wide with wonder, a beaming smile growing on her face. "Oh yes, Master! Zat sounds amazing! Thank you!"
Rearing her head back, she opened her maw and dove forward. Slipping his cock down her throat, getting nearly his entire length in one greedy swoop, she dutifully began bobbing her head. Slurping on his member, she looked up at him with her obedient eyes. She blew him with whorish expertise, swirling her tongue around his rod with the intent to leave him cleaner than he had started.
Eyeing her curvy rump, Anon gave her a second command. "Clap those asscheeks of yours while you do it."
Velvet didn't hesitate, immediately spreading her legs apart. Bracing herself, she threw her ass back into the empty air, wet claps ringing out as her thick cheeks slapped together. Cum was flung from her bred depths, still gushing out of her like flowing lava.
Satisfied hearing his new slave's body being put to work, feeling her pick up the tempo of the blowing she was giving him, Anon looked over towards Arizona. "Looks like we've got everything we need outta Reine! Tch - a new cocksleeve for me, and more information on the Prophet's Key for you." He stroked Velvet's mane, feeling her pull away to begin suckling on his nuts. "Where to next? I wanna see how much I'll use you two on the way there."
"Oh, you'll be usin' us plenty, Master," Arizona replied, swaying her hips. "I asked around a bit while you were fightin' this slut, and ah got some more information. Looks like we'll be headin' to the High Plains!"
Velvet's eyes widened, ceasing her twerking and releasing Anon's nuts from her maw before glaring at the cow. "Ze High Plains? Really? Vat is even there?" She sighed, pouting her lip. "Ze creatures there are so…unique."
Anon raised a brow, looking around and seeing the gobsmacked crowd still looking at them in sheer shock. The public act was hot before, but now it was starting to feel downright awkward. His attention was pulled back as Velvet dove down on his cock again and finished her work.
Pulling back and giving his tip a parting kiss, she smirked. "Zere ve go! Spotless! Absolutely perfect, just like moi!"
"Good girl," Anon complimented, patting her head as she stood up fully. He glanced over at Anon. "Any chance we could, uh, maybe head elsewhere? This crowd is making me feel pretty uncomfortable now."
Arizona nodded, pointing over at a sign. "Glad ya asked! One of them deer gave me three tickets for some ship named the RSS Donner/Prancer, said it'll take us right to the High Plains!"
She turned, looking back at Anon as she gave her ass a single clap. "Ah'm sure ah can keep you plenty entertained while we're on the ship~"
"Ve can, darling," Velvet countered, trotting beside her. Mimicking the cow, she too gave her cheeks a solitary twerk, a clap sounding out right after. "Though I vouldn't be surprised if he chooses me over you for ze most part~"
Arizona furrowed her brow, pressing her forehead against Velvet's. "Oh yeah? Lemme remind ya who his first slave was…"
"And?" Velvet nonchalantly replied, pressing back against the cow. She moved her hips, pressing the side of her ass against Arizona's, smirking. "I mean, I have ze plumper rump between us~"
"Wha?! Like hay you do!" Arizona countered, scrunching her muzzle. "Mah ass is the bigger one!" She spread her legs apart, flagging her tail and showing off her goods. Swaying her hips, her udder moving from side to side, she looked back at Anon. "Plus, mah rack is bigger, and mah holes are way better than yours!"
Velvet pressed a hoof to her chest, offended. "You vish!" She copied Arizona's action, spreading her legs and showing off her hefty udder. "My rack is superior, and my holes are perfect!"
They each looked back at Anon, rump beside rump, as they swayed their hips and clapped their cheeks every few moments. Anon was an ass man, and he'd dare say he was close to being a connoisseur of plump rumps, but he honestly couldn't tell which of his two slaves had a juicer set of buns. Their udders were nearly the same size, just different in their appearance, and their holes were equally tempting.
Looking back over the crowd, he awkwardly smiled. "Could we have this discussion away from everyone? As I said…it's pretty awkward now."
The pair of ungulates rolled their eyes, sticking their tongues out at one another as they began to trot down the street.
"Fine! But ah'm definitely better!"
"Vatever, cow. I vill become Master's favorite!"
Watching the two sway their hips as their rumps jiggled with each step, Anon priedhis attention from the two and looked back towards the crowd.
"So, uh, neat fight, right?" he chuckled, rubbing his head. He only received silent looks in return, making him gulp. "Well - erm - thanks for the hospitality!" He scooped up his pants and hastily put them on, wheeling around and darting toward his two companions. "It was a blast! Sorry for fucking her in the middle of all of you!"
The crowd watched as he faded into the distance, all dead silent. Their minds all raced with questions until one of them finally spoke up.
"I won't lie, that was pretty hot…"
A sea of mumbled agreements and head nods followed the group of deer left to wonder what was to become of their former champion and the creature who had conquered her.
Anon laid back in his bed, staying in the living quarters of the RSS Donner/Prancer. Looking down near the foot of the bed, he saw his two slaves.
Throwing her ass down onto his cock, Velvet rode him diligently. Her hefty flanks bounced as they always did, her cunt slickening his shaft with her arousal. She would be letting out a sea of moans if her mouth wasn't busy doing other things. Her eyes were closed, her body shuddering intensely as she suckled on one of Arizona's nipples. The cow’s milk's taste filled her with flavorful bliss and an unexpected lust.
"Mooo ~ Yeeeah, suck on it real good~" Arizona groaned, leaning back against the wall. "Buck, she's good at this…"
Anon spanked Velvet's ass, snickering as he eyed the cow. "Better return the favor for her since you two are swapping spots once I pump her full again."
"You never run out of that delicious cum, huh, Master?" She pet Velvet's head, earning a scornful look from the doe. "You've came down both our throats and filled both our assholes already!" She chuckled, licking her lips. "We've only been in this here ship for a few hours only!"
He shrugged. "What can I say? I've got a near-endless libido, an unhealthy obsession with thick asses, and two amazing slaves!" He groped Velvet's flank, groaning as her pussy clenched down on him. "I can't contain myself!"
"Fair, ah guess, hehe," Arizona tittered, gnawing her lip as Velvet sucked on her teat harder. "But you don't wanna run out of energy before we get to the High Plains."
"Why? Is it rough out there?" he asked.
She nodded. "Yuuup, it's real tough out there. You'll need the energy, and so will we, to get through all the terrain there." A devious grin spread across her face. "And you'll need to be ready to claim whoever their champion is~"
Anon sighed, leaning back and lying down. He savored the feeling of Velvet's depths and the sound of Arizona's moans and moos. Adding a second slave to the mix had proven to be a euphoric advancement to his life, but he already craved more. Foenum had sexy possible sluts everywhere, but the champions seemed to be top-notch material.
He could only bask in his pleasurable bliss, enjoying the company of his two slaves, as he wondered who may be waiting for him in the High Plains…
