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Probably.\n\nStill, there was no way that this attack wouldn’t work, he thought as his demonic eyes glanced across the half-dozen lesser barghests he had snuck away from the castle with—including the one that still sported the healing wounds upon its maw that best knew the Chosen’s scent. The boy had barely managed to survive just two of their kind before. Even if his adventurer rescuer was still with him, six should be more than enough to split them apart from their charge, and when they did...\n\n‘Bam~! That’s when he’d get his paws on him!’ Keras schemed with a wide, toothy smile. When the kit was alone, hard pressed and on the verge of defeat by one of the shadow dogs, that’s when he’d strike! He’d slip in behind the brat, and with his hypnotizing words, abduct the boy and put a collar on him~\n\nOnce the boy was his pet, everything else would fall into place... Controlling the boy’s virility would make him the de facto [i]KING[/i] of demons! He’d oust that upstart Demon Lord, make his mother and all the other demons bow to him in exchange for the [i]privilege[/i] of playing with his toy or receiving a single drop of his fecundity!\n\nThe only question is if he’d let the mortals of this world swear fealty to him, or just wait a generation for demonkind’s virile offspring to invade and finish collapsing the world completely to chaos!\n\n“This seems dangerous,” another feral mutt growled warrily, while making sure to stick out of reach of the royal demonic brat’s reach as he voiced his concerns. “The boy still seems to be on the edge of [i]her[/i] woods. Risking her ire on the eve of a full moon seems... dangerous.”\n\n“Pssh. She can’t be everywhere at once~ Besides, this is the best time to ambush him! She wouldn’t dare expect such an audacious abduction!” The demon boy beamed from ear to ear, licking his lips as he could practically [i]taste[/i] that tender boy’s virile soul already. “Now... Hurry up and keep sniffing, I want to track him down before nightfall... Just in case she [i]is[/i] nearby.”\n\n“Y– Yes... Lord Keras.”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n[q][i]Rennard - Level 9 Breeder Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]36/36[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]6/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str [/i][i]\t[/i][i]2 (26)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]11 (5)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12 (6)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]19 (9)[/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]8.7[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Virility: [/i][i]\t[/i][i]24 (48)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Ball Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]2.12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]I. 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That, and by the insufferable warmth of many warm, fuzzy bodies lying against him, and the aches of a body not quite used to sleeping without a bed yet.\n\nWith sleep weary eyes, the youth’s bright blue eyes glanced at the source of the heat nestled against him. The entire pack, as well as Kimi, had fallen asleep as close to him as they could. Particularly his two wives, which must have exercised some of their rights to secure the most prestigious part against him. Kimi, in particular, looked absolutely adorable nestled underneath his left arm, her shallow breaths pressing her chest against his side, whilst her snout nestled just underneath his chin. Lycandra would have been a contender, slumbering against him in her true feral form—if it wasn’t for the fact that her larger size made her a blanket many times larger than her cub husband, all but drawing the right side of his body and using his arm more as a pillow instead. The other five wolves, meanwhile, were pressed against his feet, or cradled in against the other ferals, creating an unbroken blanket of adorable fur that kept away the cold of night.\n\nAlthough, the wholesomeness of the situation was somewhat undermined by the fact that his Rut-fueled lusts had ensured he awoke with quite the morning wood... All eight and some change inches at full mast, lounging against Theron’s face, save for whenever his bubbling arousal caused the length to twitch and lazily tap against the cuntwolf’s brow—drawing the lightest of playful rumbles from the slumbering beast in return.\n\nBut, if he was focusing on how cute the situation he found himself was, Kimi was particularly so... With how she was peacefully slumbering against him, it was hard to tell that the vixen was his sister. Sure, with a particularly close examination, he could see some of her facial features reflected in her feral face, but otherwise she looked no different than any other fox he might have seen—well, save for her exemplary size that brought her just a few sizes smaller than Lyca.\n\nHe couldn’t help but shift the arm wrapped around her—the only one he could move thanks to the weight of a wolf resting on his right—to risk disturbing her by delivering a doting pet against the back of her ears. A silent giggle rolled through his mind as she unconsciously pushed into the pet, her fluffy tail tapping against another one of the wolves... Oh, she’d kill him if he told her she was petting her like their dog!\n\nOr maybe not... Could that be one of the things she was into as well? She was hiding a lot of adult things and desires from before... Like just [i]how[/i] deep her love for him went. Well, he wasn’t going to risk telling her anyway.\n\nConsidering how rested he was, and how the rest of his sort of extended family of feral lovers were still slumbering contently against him, Kimi’s plan must have worked. Who knows how long the wolves and his sister had stayed up for the task of ensuring he got a restful night’s sleep despite the moon compelled lust and ferocity. His memories were... slightly better this time around, perhaps because of Kimi’s efforts, or perhaps because he was starting to adapt to the primal mind the ‘blessing’ dragged him to. A blush swept across his cheeks as he particularly recalled what Kimi had done, numbly flicking his tongue against his lips to see if any flavor lingered from his seed thereon... But it looks like the hour or more of werewolf (and occasional Kimi bonus rounds) had long replaced any seed left in his maw with bestial lycanthrope and vixen spit.\n\nHis fur was an utter mess, of course... Matted from his many fecund releases underneath the hammering hips and hungry maws of his wolf pack, as well as Kimi’s own contributions. He’d have to have a bath before he and Kimi set off...\n\n...\n\nNot that there was much hope of doing so at the moment. Even if he [i]could[/i] pull his arms and legs out from underneath his many feral lovers to escape, he couldn’t bring himself to potentially disturb their rest—especially not after they had tuckered themselves out so much to help him. No matter how uncomfortably warm he was getting with that many warm snoozing lupines against him.\n\n...Especially not since he was going to have to say goodbye to them for at least a couple of weeks as he had to go do his stupid Main Quest...\n\nWell, no matter. This gave him time to try and look over his Character Sheet. He didn’t see any improvement in skills on the sheet, but... Considering he had at least a bit more recall over last night, he imagined that there must have been some progress—or at least he hoped. It looked like Spirit would be important for controlling his werefox transformations, or at least retaining his mind, so perhaps he should increase his Spirit Growth rate? Sure, it’d get halved whenever the Moon was full, but it would help him control himself around all the people in town too, assuming he could keep his Chosenhood a secret.\n\nAlthough, there could be all sorts of new Feats he’d unlocked as part of awakening his therianthropy... Not that he could tell without a free slot to begin browsing through his options. Still, it should be something he looked into, especially since Lycandra had one. He was just about to see if he could examine what that Fear did when she noticed that her Therianthropy had specified her as a wolf, yet... When he looked at his own, it still just had that blanked out space of question marks...\n\n...Much like the one he still had on his Character Sheet that only appeared whenever he looked at his Feat list.\n\n[q][i]??? (Passive) - Mysterious Power Granted to the Goddess’ Chosen.[/i][/q]\n\nDid his Therianthropy manifest differently because he was the Chosen? Maybe it had to do with the fact that all the boys and girls he sired came out as their mother’s species, so likewise any therianthropy he blessed an animal with turned them into a were-version of their own species. How would that work with anthros though? If he went dire mode on an anthro wolf like Chloe would she turn into a werewolf, or a werefox?\n\nFor that matter, just what other ‘powers and abilities’ were hidden behind that one enigmatic description... His Duty seemed to be a part of it, but he couldn’t tell anything else by just reading them again and again—even if he tried to use Analyze upon his own sheet (which didn’t seem to do anything, but it was worth checking). Well, he guessed the Main Quest would reveal more, as well as just blind experiment.\n\nStill... While he was looking over his sheet, his mind turned to a new icon he had received. It was there yesterday, but... He never really had the time or thought to examine it. A Forms Menu... He must have acquired it when he first transformed, but obviously wasn’t in the state of mind to be able to investigate it. Curiously, it did seem to be one of the grayed out buttons from before... Did that mean he was always meant to turn into a werefox as part of the game– this [i]world’s[/i] plot, or maybe there were other methods of transformation he was meant to acquire..?\n\nAnother mystery for him to seek answers to another time. For now, the Forms menu was pretty bare bones... Just his default ‘cub’ form, and the feral dire fox form he had managed to take, listing out the stat benefits and a small fluff descriptor—although, there did seem to be quite a lot of room for him to take more. Although for now, only two additional ones seemed to be hinted at with empty slots and vague outlines of their shapes—a true feral form like Kimi without the extra size and strength and a monstrous humanoid form like the werewolf who nursed him, he’d imagine.\n\nHmmm... Could he try to transform on his own? Sure, he didn’t have the Control Form skill that Lyca did, but... He didn’t need a skill to wield a sword, only to use it well! How to go about it, though... No matter how he tried to ‘select’ his dire-feral form in the menu, it didn’t seem to do anything—then again, the only time the Sheet seemed to have any sort of interactivity was when he was looking up information, or selecting a Feat. Maybe, like with the Magic he was being trained in by Kimi, it required an action or thought on his behalf...\n\nHe closed his eyes, and tried to remember what it felt like when he transformed... That slumbering primal power currently bubbling up beneath his conscious mind, fueling the lustful rut he found himself in. \n\nMmm... Cub? Could he eventually use magic to change his apparent age~? That could be fun, pretending to be an adult for a short while. Although... He could also use it to make Kimi younger~ It would be fun to make her the same age as their younger sister and be the big brother for a change! Especially if he got Kaldric with the same transformation!\n\nExcept... Those two weren’t at home when he and Kimi came here, and likely would have just come back to an empty house—deflating the boy’s devious plotting with the memory of his lost family... Which very easily went from there to his Mom and Dad...\n\n“Mmm... What sort of devious antics are you thinking of now...” Kimi’s words saved him from his deflating thoughts with her words, causing Rennard’s blue eyes to glance down at his sister’s lovely, still oh so adorable, expression resting against his chest.\n\n“Nothing~” He teased, shifting awkwardly to press a tender, chaste kiss upon his sister-wife’s feral nose. “Just thinking you’re absolutely adorable there... Say, do you think I could put a collar on you and take you for a walk–”\n\n[center][i]1 + 3 Damage[/i][/center]\n\nThe bob from the vixen’s Foxfire’d paw against his ear was exactly the reaction he was expecting—coaxing a high pitched, giggling yelp from his throat, and a reflexive twist away which quickly roused the rest of his wolves into full alert. Well, until their expressions changed to one of stupefied wonder as Rennard was chased to the stream by his sister—his tail and dick wagging as he laughed all the way.\n\n“C’mere you brat! You want to talk about collars? I’ll slap one on your neck to keep you out of trouble if you’re that into them!”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nThey left later than they should have. Rennard was dragging his feet the entire time during the bath, and the wolves, particularly the ones other than Lyca, further complicated matters by taking the opportunity to play with their cub-alpha in the stream while they could. Surprisingly enough, Kimi didn’t put her foot down, even taking a back seat to idly chat with Lyca, or some of the wolves that had picked up more Anthro Familiarity to speak last night, watching the wolves currently licking over the boy’s fur, chasing him about the water, or them ‘dutifully helping’ the rutting boy with his sizable excitement. \n\nBut, eventually... It came time to leave. One whimpering pup was hard enough to disappoint, but [i]five!?[/i] His little heart couldn’t take it! Rennard consoled both himself and his pack that his departure was only temporary—once he had finished doing what he needed to do in Carran, he would return, even if only for a short while as he honored his promise to Mivni and sorted out a means of food for the pack and the many pups they were excitedly looking forward to bring into the world.\n\nIt didn’t make it any easier to bear, of course... Even hours after saying goodbye to the wolves Rennard was still pouting like a boy that had been denied a toy—glumly kicking his foot against any rocks they passed while following the vague direction of his Guidance miracle. Lycandra was somewhat better, despite knowing her siblings for all her life. She was only going to be away from them for a day or two before trotting back, after all, it was the impending farewell to her new husband that she wasn’t looking forward to.\n\n“So, it's going to take you threeish days if you go straight there, but five if you go along the river. Shouldn’t you be able to use that nifty miracle of yours to do the former?” Lyca asked. For the moment, the she-wolf was sticking to her late-teens looking anthro form, getting more familiarity with it while she was in her mate’s company, whilst Kimi trotted along on the boy’s other side—still somewhat huffily lurking close to her brother while Lyca was with them, but growing a touch more accepting of her presence than before.\n\n“Maybe, but... I can only use it a few times a day, and it's not like any of us are good at navigating a straight line through terrain on our own. Unless there’s a road we come across, we could just end up getting lost and wasting more time,” Rennard replied. His cloak was parted, letting his ample bits be on full display—the better to lure in more animals when it came time for them to take a break from walking.\n\n“Not to mention there’s the issue of food... Feasting as a dire beast tonight doesn’t seem to have been very nourishing for our husband, and after this morning he’s down to only one lot of rations. Neither of us know how to butcher and prepare game, so our best bet for gathering food is finding fish from the river. We can cook that with our flames, and while it might not be the most edible meal, it [i]would[/i] be satisfying.”\n\n“That and I can use my other Miracle to gather water whenever we need from it,” he added with a smile. “So... Longer. But no risk of getting lost or starving.”\n\n“Hmmph. I suppose that all makes sense... Well, unless you can learn to become a feral fox on command, then we could just help teach you to hunt properly~” The larger wolfess added, flopping a hand down against her smaller cub husband’s head to ruffle the fur on his scalp fondly—adding a giggle to the mix when the youth feebly tried to squirm away from her stronger grip.\n\n“Still...” Rennard sheepishly replied after finally managing to pull the teen wolf’s hand off of his head, with the slightest hint of a grin on his lips after doing so. “Do you think there’s something wrong?”\n\n“Hmm? What do you mean?” Lyca added, blinking at the pair of foxes.\n\n“Well, I’ve not been hiding my scent and yet no creatures have come to, well, quench their heats,” he added, glancing at Kimi and Lyca that both seemed to be puzzled by his concern on the matter... Of course, part of it might be disappointment that Experience wasn’t walking right to him. After all the shenanigans with the wolves, he [i]must[/i] have been a magic pixel away from leveling up!\n\n“Well, that might be because they’re being scared away,” Kimi answered, glancing past her brother and to the likely cause... The puzzled, bare naked, and buxom wolf girl standing close to his side.\n\n“Oh... Yeah, I kinda forgot I was walking with a wolf... I guess you’d still smell like a dangerous predator too,” he giggled with a bashful smile, rubbing the back of his own head as apologetically as he could.\n\n“Oh hush~” The lupine ass answered with a demure rumble, before reaching over and yanking her husband in against her front—burying his face once again in her ample breasts that were only likely to grow and develop further as the pups grew within her branded womb. “Although, if you’re needing to take a break and blow off some of that rut desire, my love, I’m happy to oblige~ I want to take a crack at doing that thing Kimi did to you last night~”\n\n[q][i]Arousal 8/10[/i][/q]\n\n“O- Oh, uh...” Rennard gulped, whilst his loins showed his true feelings on the offer with a heady throb of his half-erect cock, and a fresh string of pre trickling from the fat tapered point to soak into the soil between his feet. “That would be... Fun.”\n\n“Come on. It's not time to rest yet,” Kimi interjected with a smile.\n\n“But... Maybe that could be fun. I could share a few tricks with you to teach you how to properly pleasure our husband... And see how he reacts to seeing us lapping over his knot from either hip~” She continued with a sultry murmur, and a rubbing pass against his legs to add to the tantalizing image she proposed.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 9/10[/i][/q]\n\n“N– Not fair...” The boy added with a whine, shoving his face as deep as he could into Lyca’s cleavage to hide his blush of arousal... Even if there was no hiding the now fully erect boy dick pulsing with need between her thighs. Maybe it was time to fap again and doll out some seed to whatever flowers he happened to spy over the next couple of minutes...\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n“I’m beat.” Rennard whined as he finally flopped onto the ground. An entire day of walking had left him beat, but they had managed to return to the side of the river by pushing another half hour of walking this afternoon. Fortunately, his Stat Ups had allowed him to walk for about four hours before he’d be absolutely exhausted, but they had pushed more than that thanks to some small breaks throughout the journey—both to let his Stamina recuperate a few points, and so that the kit could pump out a few shots of virile vulpine seed onto the ground when his libido started to become a bit too unwieldy.\n\nSurprisingly, no beasts showed themselves even when Lyca tried to stay a bit away to not scare them off. But, perhaps that was just due to him still reeking of wolves from his earlier ‘playtime’ with the pack, or for hugging too close to her... Not that the kit minded just having his two wives to play with, of course! Even if Lyca needed to learn a bit of gentleness while using her hands to pleasure him—she might not fully grasp it for their intended evening play session, but he was still looking forward to the result nonetheless with a wagging tail.\n\n“Hmmm...” Lyca sprawled out next to him, having reverted to her feral after the hours of walking became too much to her.\n\n“What’s up?” He asked, while taking advantage of how close she lay to rub his dull claws along her ears, drawing a pleased rumble from the large feral as he did so.\n\nUnlike Kimi, who was a bit huffy about being treated like a feral animal due to being a former anthro like himself, Lyca was content with all her animal mannerisms still—a fact that the lighthearted Rennard had started to cherish! After all, a wolf was like a bigger, badder, and [i]cooler[/i] dog, and having a loyal werewolf at his beck and call was a delight all on its own! Although... There was certainly one other, more sordid benefit, as he was reminded of when the feral werewolf wiggled her way closer into his petting hands—turning about on her back to expose her belly to his ruffling hands, and from there, let his blue eyes spy the brand his seed had placed upon her flat belly, right above the black lips of her spade.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 6/10[/i][/q]\n\n‘Nnn... Dang rut,’ he mentally chided himself, not that there was much point bothering to hide the result of his lurid thoughts as his mighty Chosenhood began to press against the folds of his cloak.\n\n“It's just been... quiet.” Lyca eventually replied, grumping lightly even as her tail began to wag in concert to her boy-husband’s. “I don’t hunt much in this part of the woods, but...”\n\n“Yeah... I know what she means. It's been a bit unnerving,” Kimi added with a worried rumble, staring at the antics the other two were getting up too with the slightest hint of a pout to her expression.\n\n“Could we be near to where the wyvern was hunting? Maybe that’s the reason?” Rennard answered, looking down at the fluffy, adorable beast spread out next to him. It surely wouldn’t be that bad if he rolled over and just... worked out some of his excess sexual desire with her in that position, right..? What a turn around that would be... Pinning down Lyca on her back, just like the beast had done when she took his virginity, inadvertently introducing him to his role as the Chosen...\n\nHe was just about to push himself onto his knees and mount her when he was interrupted by a large forepaw against his snout, and an unapologetic whimper from the wolf teen beneath him. “Sorry, Rennard... I think I better keep my attention focused upon the woods for now.”\n\n“B– But... Fine...” The kit slid back onto his rump with a sour pout, huffing with drooped ears—even as his vivid red pole slipped out from between his cloak to still demand attention. He [i]did[/i] consider asking Kimi if she’d want to help, but... He figured she’d take it a bit poorly if it seemed like she was his second choice, and she likewise seemed to be paying a lot of attention to the woods.\n\n“I guess I’ve just got to use my paw...” He murmured, flopping back against the riverbank, as the hand that had been fondling Lyca’s warm, furry body gave a teasing stroke across his hefty asset. Maybe if he was lucky, starting to play with himself would cause some beastie to finally reveal itself from his scent for him to shoot his load into instead!\n\n“Not just yet, Rennard,” Kimi interjected with her babysitter voice again, drawing another melodramatic, agonized growl from the horny cub’s lips—complete with his hands coming to rest over his face in frustration. “Its a bit later than when we normally camp because we wanted to reach the river to fish in the morning. You need to fetch some firewood for a campfire like Sawyer taught you. Well, unless you want to be cold all day.”\n\n“I’d be fine with the enchanted cloak Chloe gave me!” He retorted, poking out his tongue. “But... It [i]would[/i] be nice to have a fire I guess.”\n\n“There’s a good boy... Look, get the fire going, then we have to tie you up so you don’t go running off on the last night of the Full Moon, and [i]then[/i] we can see about giving you a goodnight’s rest by taking care of that not-so-little monster down there, alright?” Kimi answered with her best, apologetic smile on her feral visage.\n\n“Alright, alright, I will~” He answered, drawing out the final word as he slowly, reluctantly, rolled himself back onto his feet—resting one hand against the top of the sheath of his sword, right behind the crossguard, like he had been taught. His right hand, meanwhile, briefly checked on the kobold knife resting against that respective hip to ensure that it was properly secured—just in case he’d need to cut up some of the sticks he found.\n\n“Who knows, maybe I’ll even find a fish for you to cook if we’re lucky... But that might be a breakfast thing with the time we have,” Kimi added with another smile, before finishing a long, languishing stretch to trot over to his side. Shortly thereafter joined by Lyca who rolled onto her feet as well—although she kept a looser formation, trotting about in a wide circle around him like some sort of roaming vanguard.\n\n“I still think you’re being too paranoid,” Rennard retorted, rolling his eyes as he began to search about the nearby forest for the dry wood like he had been shown by the bunny adventurer.\n\nFortunately, even as the sun began to slide down to the horizon, his vulpine eyes gave him a bit better ease to see with the growing twilight. Although, that didn’t exactly make it quick work either with his below novice survival skill, and the rather limited tools he had to work with.\n\nBut, a half hour or so’s effort, and he at least had gathered enough to make a small fire—maybe not enough to last throughout the night, but at least enough to offer some warmth and protection against wild beasts for the first half of the night. The lazy cantor he assumed as he prodded about the forest for firewood might have also slowed down his search, but it also allowed another few points of Stamina to return.\n\n“Wait.” Kimi’s sharp tone cut the boy off just as he was about to make his way back to the impromptu camp they had made, with his backpack full of sticks slung from one hand.\n\n“What’s up..?” Rennard was about to give a comforting response before he saw how both her [i]and[/i] Lyca’s hackles were raised—their amber eyes staring out into the growing darkness of the wood just ahead of them.\n\nHis blues turned the same direction, dropping the backpack of fire fuel and other supplies he had on him to his feet, whilst he tightened his hand against his blunt sword. He was sure that they were just being overprotective again, but... A looming sense of deja vu began to build in the back of his mind. He had been in a similar situation before, in an area of the woods not too far away from here. A memory that made his left arm itch where the flesh had been regrown and reknitted thanks to Kimi’s magic.\n\n“Should I hide..?” He followed, gulping lightly as he considered his options. The demons couldn’t have tracked him down again so soon, could they..? Sure, he had gotten distracted on not one, but [i]two[/i] side quests, and should have been at or near Carran by now, but...\n\n“It's too late for that,” Lyca added back with a snarling growl.\n\n“But I don’t see–” Kimi interrupted him by calling forth the blue flames of her magic, the embers dancing along her tail to gather into a wisp of flames at the edge, before the limb flicked to lob the ball of magical fire into the woods in front of them... And cast aside the shadows of the trees with its baleful blue light to reveal the beasts hiding within them.\n\nThe dark, shaggy fur of the feral hounds—and most particular, the crimson demonic eyes resting between their darkness blending fur—were unmistakable. Barghests, just like the two that had been searching for him before. Except, instead of a pair, there now stood near a half-dozen of the monstrous creatures, loosely arrayed out in the shadows and spreading out in an attempt to surround them.\n\n“Rennard... Run.” Kimi growled.\n\nThe demons, meanwhile, seeing that their attempt to ambush their quarry had been foiled, began to step out from the trees and shadows that they had been hiding within—drawing closer while he and his two feral wives stepped back to try and adopt a more defensive position closer together.\n\n“N– Not a chance!” He gulped, taking a deep breath to try and bury the fear welling within his breast down. Before, using his left arm to untie his cloak to part the flap and reveal the lithe, bare and leather-strap clad boyish frame beneath, his right pulled the sword from its sheath. He quickly settled into a defensive posture, sword raised and ready to use its weight to chop down against any of the feral beasts like he had practiced with the wolves. His eyes, meanwhile, glared at the closest of the demonic dogs, focusing as he was instructed, until his Analyze skill activated.\n\n[q][i]Lesser Barghest (Cuntboy) - Lvl 9[/i][/q]\n\nA level nine... The same as he and effectively Kimi, whilst Lycandra was only a level behind. It was possible that the others ranged from eight to ten, but that still made it a relatively even fight... So long as it was one to one. But they had almost double their number, and unlike before when he and Kimi had ambushed one by itself to dispatch it before its partner could intervene, these moved together as a pack, and he doubted that Sawyer was nearby to save them once again.\n\n“This isn’t the time for misbehaving! We can keep them off of you long enough for the moon to rise, then you can flee!” She barked back, snarling as more flaming embers coalesced around her, bobbing in the soft breeze for a moment before being slung forward with your will to bombard the closest of the dogs!\n\n“I’M NOT GOING TO ABANDON YOU TWO OR MY PUPS!” He growled back, lips barring in as frightening, and as defiant, of an expression as he could manage—even if the tightly held grip upon his sword revealed the source of his shouting protest was frustration, rather than conviction.\n\nHe knew she was right logically. He had only really gotten a hold of how to hold and swing his sword, yet alone fight with it. His magical skill was just as mediocre, and with the rut-swinging his psyche towards mindless depravity, his mediocre Intelligence stat had been tanked even further to make any attempt at unleashing a supportive magical assault to be little more than a waste of mana. She and Lyca, meanwhile, were more than capable of protecting themselves, and by extension, protecting him. There was a chance that if they didn’t have to protect him, that they could keep themselves safe and retreat once he was far enough away, but...\n\nWhat if they didn’t? What if the barghests were too much for them and they got hurt, or worse..? The image burned within his mind as the demonic hounds darted forward, doing their best to dodge the vixen’s magical attack and leap at their foes. Could he forgive himself for that? For letting the mothers of his children and closest companions fall just so he could cowardly run away?\n\nA hound each leapt at his two feral protectors—Kimi darting back to unleash another flurry of Fox Fire in its face for its attempt to bite her, whilst Lyca took the blow head on to reply with a flesh tearing chomp of her own. A third, meanwhile, took the distraction the other two provided to dive past them and jump straight for him—drawing close enough to the kit that Rennard could spy the barest hint of half-faded scars on its lips.\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted back, attempting to pivot to chase after the one closing the distance to him, or at least fire off another spell—but the bargest that had come to support its brethren by rushing at her, forcing her back or risk being dispatched with one well timed bite.\n\n“I’ve got this!” He called out, doing his best to keep his fear and uncertainty at bay as he swung down, punishing the creature’s attempt to pounce upon him with a swift smack against his face with his sword! Whilst his Intelligence stat had taken a hit from his rut, it [i]did[/i] double his Strength thanks to his Feat, bringing his physical might almost on par with Lyca’s—making him a somewhat fearsome threat in hand to hand combat!\n\n[i][s]9[/s] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i]\n\nMuch like the last time he had fought the demons, the notification of how much damage he had inflicted appealed as a thought in the back of his mind—as well as a set of scrolling text which rolled upwards from where he had hit his opponent!\n\n4 Damage... Less than he had inflicted with Itza’s Dagger, likely because the knife was sharp and in good condition, while the old sword he had been gifted to train with was so blunt that only a proper blacksmith could restore it to working order. Perhaps it would be better to discard it and pull out the knife again...\n\nHe shook his head, recalling how that had gone last time—a mangled arm, and Kimi all but crying over him for how injured he had gotten. Whereas with the sword, the advantage of reach gave him some small advantage, bonking the barghest’s snap at his person aside whilst he took a step back to recenter his guard.\n\n“God damnit, they’re harrying us.” Lyka spat out a mouthful of demonic ichor as the barghest she was ripping into pried itself away, leaving her in the middle of another pair of demons herself. “They’re trying to keep us busy, while someone else goes in for the kill. It's a tactic we use all the time.”\n\nWhile one goes in for the kill..? He imagined that it was the barghest he was facing down, then... Maybe it was the strongest of their number—if they were lucky, or they just didn’t consider him enough of a threat to warrant the best of their number. Perhaps he should just consider himself fortunate that they believed his two feral protectors were strong enough to warrant such a tactic, rather than bulldoze past them with the weight of their numbers.\n\nBut it also likely meant he was going to have to deal with the demon in front of him by himself. He grit his teeth, exposing his fangs with an instinctive snarl as he fended off the beast’s attack again, and again, needing to try and flourish one defensive strike into the next as the quadruped tried to push its way past his guard and get its deadly fangs on him.\n\n[q][i]4[/i][i] 2 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]7[/i][i] 3 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]9[/i][i] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][/q]\n\nBut, his defensive flourish could only go on for so long before his Novice skills finally made a mistake, his grip slipping on his sword after it rebounded from the force of impacting against the monster’s scalp—delaying his follow up just long enough for the demon to close in and land a bite upon his leg!\n\n[q][i]-10 HP. 26/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThe boy’s eyes watered as pain shot through his leg. The red hot, burning agony of teeth tearing into flesh and scraping against bone that he had felt the last time that the monsters had gotten his arm. He quenched his reflexive yell as best he could, swallowing it in his throat beneath an agony-fueled growl so as to not distract the other two from their duels and potentially make a mistake. He needed to think fast, before the beast used its grip upon his foot to rip his guard out from underneath him.\n\nBut what? His sword swung down, trying to fend off the beast and get it to release him, but with it now being inside of his guard the best his pommel strikes did was inflict a single point of damage to the monster and coax its jaws tighter around his limb—doing more damage just by the twist of its fangs to him than he was doing to it!\n\n[q][i]1 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])!\n-3 HP. 22/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThat was when his eyes focused upon the blood trickling out from around the puncturing fangs buried in the brown fur of his calf... He remembered being taught in his science class back home that people, and especially their blood, was mostly water. He had to believe that Demon’s weren’t much different, fighting past the pain to speak as his left hand released to press against the barghest’s head.\n\n“Purify!” He shouted, trying to invoke his Miracle of Water Protection. \n\n[q][i]Purify Water Used! 1/2 Uses Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nHe felt the Divinity within him respond to his attempt, flowing into his hand, and from there, into the world. The barghest snarled, a hint of pain in the back of its throat that made him think that his creative interpretation of the holy blessing he had received might have worked... Only for the flow of power to end without a single Damage notification playing out before his eyes—although he could have sworn he felt [i]something[/i], or rather, [i]someone[/i] giggling at his attempt.\n\nHe didn’t have enough time to consider just what that potentially false impression was before the demonic hound pulled him down, sending him toppling to the ground—knocking the wind from his chest as it did so.\n\n[q][i]-12 HP. 10/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted when she saw him topple downwards, making another go at trying to fight her way past—only to have the barghest she wasn’t focusing on at the time land a bite against her shoulder.\n\nHe scowled, keeping his right hand on his sword’s grip, whilst his left hand pulled the kobold knife from its sheath on his hip and [i]slammed[/i] it down with all the strength he could muster against the barghest!\n\n[q][i]5 Damage Inflicted with Itza’s Knife![/i][/q]\n\n[i]That[/i] at least made the damn dog spit his leg out, backing off with a reflexive yelp which allowed the cub to crawl a further foot away and, with some effort, stand back on his feet—although it also unfortunately wrenched his knife from his hand as it did so, sending it toppling to the dirt between him and the demon hunting him.\n\nHe probably shouldn’t put much weight upon his wounded leg, but such concerns were an idle thought at the moment, as the adrenaline coursing through his blood kept the pain of torn muscles to a dull throb until this fight had finished—however it’ll go.\n\n[i]Think. Think. Think! What sort of hero are you if you can’t handle a SINGLE demon!?[/i] He seethed quietly, flicking his eyes towards Kimi to see that she had at least escaped the situation his distraction had found her in—searing the biting barghest’s face to make it let go of her so that she could then counter bite with her flame-engulfed fangs.\n\nThose flames... His ears twitched as he remembered the trick she had pulled during their last encounter, using the flames she had enchanted her paw or bites with to instead work on the knife he was using. It had been enough of a handy combo to have fallen the barghest before it had reduced his HP to zero, but she was too far away, and too busy using her flames and diminishing Mana Pool to keep herself from falling to her two opponents.\n\nBut... He had that spell now too. Yes, he didn’t have her Proficiencies, or her Intelligence, and he had only practiced with it a little. But... If he could shape it... If he could use it to make an edge to the dulled blade he wielded and remove the damage reduction its poor condition had...\n\nIt was better than nothing, and he had little time to think as the injured Barghest spat the boy’s sizzling blood from his mouth. The fog of arousal and primal instinct covering his mind had, at least for this moment, cleared as he fought for his life, allowing him to direct his Mana with an almost clear mind. Blue Flames danced into existence along the tips of his left hand, spreading to the arming sword in his right as his touch brushed along the blade’s fuller—engulfing the metal in a burning haze of azure in their wake which illuminated the left side of his face in the shadows of the oncoming twilight.\n\n[q][i]Fox Fire Used! -1 Mana. Mana Remaining 11/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest warily eyed the enchanted blade, but Rennard wasn’t done... At best, the unfocused, flickering Fox Fire coating the sword-turned-club might have only increased its damage by one. It made the demon hesitate since it didn’t know the flames he imbued were significantly weaker than those Kimi had used last time, but as soon as he hit the monster, that uncertainty would be removed.\n\nHe needed to make the flames stronger. He needed to make them [i]sharper[/i]. He gripped the handle with both hands, and focused the Mana within him to channel through both limbs and into the old sword, whilst he tried to picture the image he wanted the flames to take as vividly as he could in his head. A thin, razer sharp point—none of the flickering dancing touch of destruction that the wild blue flames currently possessed. A blade of flame to support the sword in his hand.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe flames [i]tightened[/i] underneath his focus and will, drawing closer and closer to the shape he desired... Until, with a quarter of his limited pool burned on just the attempt, it took shape. Wisps of flame still escaped along the trailing edge of the blade with every subtle motion it took while in his hands, but the point he needed—the point he had imagined into being—presented itself to the barghest in front of him.\n\nNow, to see if it worked...\n\nWith a snarl, the demon desired to test his enchanted defenses, leaping forward in an attempt to drive him back, or just land a critical enough blow to dispatch the Chosen then and there. A perfect opportunity for the cub to counter, bringing his sword down and to the side, meeting it in the middle of the air with a chop that left a line of blue fire in its wake.\n\n[q][i]Critical Hit!\n16 (+2) Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt, Fox Fire])![/i][/q]\n\nSuccess! A pained yelp rung forth from the barghest as he knocked it to the side, leaving behind a large, weeping black wound where the flame edged had [i]sliced[/i] into its tainted flesh! The blue flames upon his blade, meanwhile, were broken apart a second after they had cut through, returning to their unfocused shimmer.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 8/12.[/i][/q]\n\nPride rushed into his chest, bringing his snarl of pain and fear to curl into a sleight smile of victory—he might have even given a cheer, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was still in a dire predicament.\n\nThe blow was true, but the barghest still wasn’t finished, limping back onto all fours to stare incredulously at the small boy that had nearly bested it. Rennard, for his part, did his best to look as imposing as possible—pouring his Mana back into the Fox Fire enchanting his blade to return its deadly bite at yet further cost of his Mana.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nWith luck, with the damage he had inflicted earlier, just one more true strike would be all he’d need to dispatch the foe, and from there, free him to rush to the other fights and turn the tide. He would have tried to make the first move himself, except...\n\n[q][i]-1 Stamina. Stamina remaining 2/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe fatigue of the fight, of his long march through the woods, the push to the river, and the growing toll of the wound on his leg was starting to get to him. Sawyer had taught him, had [i]trained[/i] him how his body would move slower as he got tired. If he struck first, and the Barghest managed to counter and land another solid blow, then it would be he who fell, and not it...\n\nHe needed the creature to strike first... But, wounded as it was, the barghest was likewise cautious to approach, plotting how to get past the deadly weapon in the boy’s hands. Worse, the longer he kept his Mana focused onto his sword, and that threatening flame burning, the less he had. The demon could claim victory just by waiting his Mana Pool out, if it so desired...\n\nBut, instead, the demonic hound had a far more cunning, far more deadly play for time, as the last rays of the sunset were blotted out by the horizon, and what little light besides the one burning against his blade went with it.\n\nThe shadow of twilight swept across the little battlefield that had formed, and with it, obscured the demons in its concealing light. Kimi was fine, her many dancing Embers had kicked up a small fire slowly smoldering against the grass, whilst the will-o-wisps flicked this way and that made sure to keep her two opponents revealed. Lyca, too, seemed to be keeping up with the two evil canines she was combating, even as the seeping red wounds she accumulated kept up to the putrid black of theirs—using her sense of smell and hearing, as well as grappling fangs and paws, to inflict as painful, if not more so, blows as the ones they landed on her.\n\nThe only one in danger was him. He gulped as the foe in front of him disappeared from view, far enough from him that the weak flames coalesced around his weapon couldn’t cast aside the shadows it was hiding within. He tried to adopt as defensive a posture as he could, swinging his blade from side to side to illuminate the ground as best he could—hoping to catch the lesser demon’s ambush before it connected.\n\nA snap of a twig behind him alerted him to where it was coming from first, spinning about on his good foot to swing down to meet the demon.\n\n[q][i]-2 HP. 8/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nA partial deflection! The beast’s fangs brushed against his arm, scratching it in their wake, whilst his own pommel smacked against the monster for not much damage. But, it reminded him to try and rely upon his keen ears, the boiling instincts within him sharpening the organs to try and isolate the steps of his only briefly visible foe from the chaos further afield.\n\nBut... It was only limited in success. The barghest was more mindful of his following attacks, barely giving the cub more time than relying upon his eyes to react, letting the demon land knick, after knick, after knick on his being, whilst the exertion finally pushed his Stamina into the red—a single point left, before Exhaustion would take him, and he’d be a sitting duck. Even his Mana was drawing to its limits, too low for him to try and keep the flames focused, using the Fox Fire dancing along his weapon as a glorified torch.\n\nHe panted, huffing at the limits of his tolerances, as the wounded demon lingered just at the edge of his fire’s light. Dangit! Dangit, dangit, dangit! He was going to lose..! No doubt the damned demons had planned to attack at this time for this exact reason! If they hadn’t caught them closing in, they might have even waited until the sun had finally disappeared to give them such a supreme advantage.\n\nMeanwhile the moonrise they were waiting for felt like an eternity away... How many minutes, if not hours, would it be before the full moon was high enough above the horizon to trigger his curse!? Would that have been enough to turn around the fight he was in at this point? His frustrations grew, swirling into a prickling brew with his pain, his impending exhaustion, and [i]especially[/i] the growing, gnawing fear billowing out from his gut. The primal, barely constrained instincts he had been fighting against ever since his Therianthropy awakened gnawed at the back of his mind, [i]yelling[/i] at him to run, to flee... To surrender to blind panic in a desperate bid to escape, threatening to consume his reason just like his Curse did.\n\n...\n\nWhy not.\n\nRennard’s glared expression softened as he considered the last play he had in his hand. Maybe he and Kimi had been going about trying to control his werefox form the wrong way. Lycandra’s snarled, lust-crazed words bubbled up from the crevices of his frenzy-garbed memories, “Fuck Control.”\n\nThat mindset, the embracement of the new existence his blessed seed had bequeathed to her a few nights ago, might have been just as important as her animal affinity in allowing her to tame her new nature so readily.\n\nHis attempts to resist the current of primal rage and lust that consumed him had given him some familiarity with its nature, enough to know that the current terror growing within his mind was not the same as that brought forth by the moon’s light. But, he knew where he could find it—[i]plunging[/i] metaphorically into the rising tide of fear and anger, reaching down into the depths of his mind for the primal [i]beast[/i] that had sprouted thanks to that werewolf’s milk so many days ago.\n\n[q][i]Control Form Lvl 1 Acquired![/i][/q]\n\nHis sword dropped from his twitching fingers, as the first shivers of familiar change tickled across his young body. His huffing pants grew stronger, twisting into growled snarls as blood began to boil with his bestial frenzy, his tender jaw hanging lower and lower with every saliva-scattering breath to reveal slowly swelling fangs. Whilst his eyes, sharp and focused from his terror, briefly glazed over in a fugue of mindless feral rage, before focusing again upon his quarry with a predatory stare—his pupils narrowing into animalistic slits as they did so.\n\nPerhaps sending the oncoming danger, or just taking advantage of his dropped guard, the demon lurched forward, throwing itself into one final attack to lay the boy out with one last chomp. Yet, instead of finding purchase on his neck like it likely intended, Rennard’s left arm reached out, blocking the blow to let the demon’s bite dig once more into the skin and meat of his limb.\n\nExcept, this time, Rennard didn’t react. His pelt shivered as the muscles beneath his skin began to double in size, twisting and contorting the buckling bones they were latched onto with every snapping flex. The damage notification that popped up in front of his vision was disregarded, as were the announcements of his HP and Stamina bar beginning to replenish as he changed and his Endurance increased. Not that it might have mattered even if it hadn’t, as the frenzy boiling through his mind likely would have kept fighting even after it hit zero.\n\nThe pain in his leg and arm was all but gone, a muted afterthought that didn’t even tickle at the periphery of his instinct-driven mind. The only thing that did consume his thoughts was anger and hatred, and an instinctual aversion to the [i]anathema[/i] that latched itself onto his spiritually gifted body! The power of destruction his blessed nature imparted, the opposite side of the coin that brought him his enhanced virility, welled in his half-transformed body, as his sharpening, growing claws balled against his palm in an awkward fist which [i]slammed[/i] against the demonic dog’s head—sending it spiraling off of his other arm and back to the dirt with a pathetic yelp.\n\nThe lesser barghest twisted, whining as it struggled to get back onto all fours to escape the terror that was taking form. But, [i]he[/i] wasn’t going to let it escape back into the shadows. No sooner had it landed on the dirt than the shifting, growing cub was on top of it. His fangs repaying the favor that the demon’s had imparted with a clamping bite deep into the monster’s neck.\n\n[q][i]Feral Dire Fox Form Has Been Assumed!\nEffective Strength 2 (+24) -> 4 (+28)!\nEffective Endurance 12 -> 16!\nEffective Agility 16 -> 18!\n\nEffective Virility 48 -> 57!\nEffective Impregnation Chance 295% -> 315%!\nEffective Cock Size 8.7\t-> 10.4!\nEffective Ball Size 2.12 -> 2.54!\n\nEffective Hearing Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Scent Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Night Eyes Skill 1 -> 2![/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest whimpered again, but its attempts to escape stopped as those deadly ivories sprouting from the boy’s larger, feral snout tickled against his vertebra—passed the foul black blood which escaped from the puncture wounds around his teeth. With but a twist of his now feral head, and a redoubled effort of his fangs with his enhanced Strength, he might have been able to snap the demon’s spine in half and bring an end to the creature that had [i]dared[/i] to oppose him.\n\nIf Rennard’s better nature was still at the helm of his body, he might have done just that to ensure that his loved ones were safe. But, his strategy to draw this power out required him to surrender [i]completely[/i] to the instincts and impulses which raged within his therianthropic being. The primal fury which burned behind his growls and trembled behind his bite with the promise of death at any wrong move was one half of that bargain, but the other... The other burned with his rutting instincts, drawing his ten-inch feral cock from its engorged sheath—every flex through the precum sputtering member rocking the red rocket upwards to slap against the barghest's wet, heat-consumed spade.\n\nThe scent of the demon’s fertility tickled against his nostrils, evoking a similar rousing of his lustful impulses as the heats of his pack’s had before making them his—although it danced alongside a similar averse impulse to the accursed hound’s nature. But, at least for the moment, the mindless, frenzied boy’s desires teetered ever so slightly towards the one he was more familiar with—driving his now feral hips to drag back to line his precum-drooling point up to the sinfully hot sex [i]quivering[/i] with equal parts fear and desire against the sacred prick nestling into his folds.\n\nThe touch of his tool against the beast held helpless in his jaws seemed to be uncomfortable, causing the barghest to reflexively pull away from the divine dick’s touch. But, such acts only incensed the rutting dire kit, causing his hips to [i]slam[/i] forward, rewarding the barghest’s hesitation with the burning length plunging deep into his needy feral sex. Pain and shame spilled forth with the barghest’s howl of defeat as he was claimed, music to the lustful boy’s thoughtless mind—[i]especially [/i]since he could hear the underlying tenor of [i]bliss[/i] brewing beneath the demon’s warbling song, not to mention [i]feel[/i] it as the monster’s spade paradoxically clenched against the very white hot tool driving into his body.\n\nRennard’s chest drummed with satisfaction, coaxing his lurid rod to twitch against the barghet’s lips, spilling beads of anointing cream straight against the depths of the twisted mockeries’ walls. His hips followed through with his rutting press, rolling back to drag the sanctifying shaft back along the shivering cunt lips cleansed by his precum, before ramming in deeper than before to scratch the deepest core of the demon’s twisted fertility. All the while, the feral kit’s frenzied blue eyes glanced past the cowed black ears of the shadowy bitch trapped by his jaws to see his gawking mate’s stares focused upon his victorious breeding—whatever threats they had been contending with either vanquished, or having retreated after displaying his power in all of its majesty.\n\nOr, so the primal half-thoughts briefly bobbing to the surface of his regressed mind theorized. Whatever the case, the knowledge that his two feral-wives were watching as he sired another litter only encouraged the boy, his forepaws raking their claws against the injured bargest’s chest to pull his demonic bitch into each excited thrust! Each crash of feral hips against feral hips drew with it a renewed whimpering howl from his conflicted lover, even as the mixture of sensations sparkled with every driving thrust of glistening red meat into its black, tenebrous body brought a quivering gush of sinful estrus pouring down over the thick tool—falling upon the small puddle of overflowing holy essence between their hind legs with a sizzling reaction.\n\nDid his divine nature as the Chosen conflict with the demon’s psyche as much as its twisted mockery of existence prickled against his? The feral-minded stud was hardly in a state to seriously consider the possibility, but the faint inkling of the concept brushing against the surface of his mind was enough to make the boy’s ichor-stained lips twist into a grin as every shameful note of pleasure extorted from the monster’s maw overcame it. Whatever cost their union of unholy and holy inflicted upon the barghest, it became ever increasingly willing to pay it, pushing back into every frantic thrust from the lad so long as the boy’s holy virility finally, [i]finally[/i] brought its damn, unyielding heat to an end!\n\n“Rennard... You... You shouldn’t...” Kimi’s voice spoke gently, trying to appeal to his better reason. Who knew what the result would be... He could be throwing to the demons a puppy mill to produce an army of virile barghests from, after all. But such risks, such soft appeals, pailed in comparison to his desire to [i]breed.[/i]\n\nHe discarded her appeal to reason with a thoughtless snarl around his bitch’s neck, locking eyes with the vixen’s soft amber as he declared his rights to the quivering cunt wrapped around his dick, and [i]plunged[/i] his knot into the large dog’s sex for good measure—[i]slapping[/i] his balls against the canine’s abdomen for good measure.\n\nThe barghest yelped, seizing against the victorious stud, quivering on the edge of another orgasmic shudder, even as it braced for the potential agony that might have come from the baptizing load about to be pumped straight into his beckoning womb now that the boy’s steepled point had wedged squarely into his cervix.\n\n“Ah... Please... Please... Take away... This infernal heat.” The barghest [i]begged[/i], tongue lolling from its wincing expression, whilst its fluffy tail whisked the shadows in its wake as it tapped excitedly against the feral dire kit’s hip. “I’ll tell... Tell you anything you want. Just... Oh please, it's so close!”\n\nThe revelation that the demonic dogs could talk didn’t seem to matter much to the two equally talkative ferals watching the sordid affair play out. Nor did it exactly register with the mindlessly rutting boy who desired nothing more than to extol a lurid punishment upon the demon that had threatened his life, and to let the Arousal that had been unanswered for the last several hours finally find release. Perhaps, if the barghest had been a bit less... experienced... in whatever demons got up to to try and quench their unending lustful desire, they might have both gotten their wish then. But, alas, the ease with which the demon’s spade wrapped and squeezed around the boy’s engorging knot worked both ways as Rennard’s knot dragged free from its knot pocket with a lurid wet ‘plop’~!\n\nNot that the beast was without the nerve-wracking presence of his fat glands for long. The young stud’s snarled promise against the ichor-weeping neck staining his tongue and lips with the sickening flavor of its nature made that clear, as did the powerful flex of his hind legs [i]ramming[/i] his knot back in with another wet plop! If he couldn’t get that last fraction of his Arousal bar filled by tugging his knot against the inside of that spade, whilst its quivering squeezes milked his load from him, he was just going to brute force the matter. The fact that every roll of his knot in and out of the barghest’s ebony mound was a novel treat all on its own didn’t hurt matters either, letting the squelch of his smiting knot join the quivering cadence of the barghest’s masochistic delight—and the soft, trickling splatters of the demon’s climaxes dripping to the soil beneath, quenching the rolling knot in an estrus that sizzled against the throbbing glands like oil upon a pan.\n\nBut, fortunately for the demon, every flexing clench from the knot’s passage brought the boy railing him that much closer to release... Until, with another snarl, and one last yanking tug of his knot back from that spade, his demonic sleeve [i]finally[/i] managed to coax him to his peak! His fangs tightened their hold upon the barghest’s spine, as if he was briefly debating to end the beast moments before its fertility would be answered by his seed, whilst his balls [i]clenched[/i] against the demon’s thighs—pumping the first sanctifying rope of cream against the devilish gate barring entry to the corrupt womb beyond.\n\nThe result was immediate. The barghest [i]thrashed[/i] beneath him, every muscle in the hound’s body convulsing as the sacred seed burned with its cleansing touch. But, even as it did so, the smoldering red eyes in the shadow-dog’s skull rolled upwards in euphoric bliss, its mind slipping into mindless pleasure even with the agony that release brought—[i]especially[/i] as Rennard’s hips rammed forward and buried his knot past that spade one last time, and hammered his shaft through the pool of holy jizz escaping from the monster’s cunt to fire the second straight into the demon’s womb!\n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired![/i]\n\n[i]Level Up! Level 10 Breeder achieved![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Endurance Up! 12 -> 13![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Agility Up! 16 -> 17![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Intelligence Up! 12 -> 13![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spirit Up! 11 -> 12![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Charisma Up! 19 -> 21![/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size Up! 8.7 -> 8.8![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Nuts Size Up! 2.12 -> 2.152![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Virility Up! 24 -> 25![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Impregnation Chance Up! 295% -> 305%![/i][/q]\n\nThe demonic hound’s pained reactions to every shot of cream pooling within the deepest cavern of his fertility began to subside, leaving behind just the blissful relief that came with the virile seed flooding his Anointed womb. Every following whimper of bliss from his demonic lover coiled less with the pangs of sacred fire and instead tumbled freely with pleasure—burrying the undying itch of need deep within its cursed sex as its ovum was purified by the dire boy’s sacred seed.\n\nA gasp from his mates alerted him that something within his bitch was changing... Although the fox could [i]taste[/i] the change in the bargest’s essence, as the oily black ichor that bubbled out of the wound he was biting into began to thin, twisting into a dark burgundy, before brightening into scarlet blood as red as his own. The creature’s black, umbral fur, once so adept at blending into the shadows of the night that it was nearly inseparable to tell it and the darkness apart, likewise brightened into a light charcoal gray, spreading out from the barghest’s stuffed cunt. Until, by the time the dire kit’s climax had finally subsided, and his belly filled with the kit’s sanctifying seed, the dog’s transformation had finished—leaving it collapsing beneath the boy responsible for stripping its demonic powers, a pile of whimpering, jubilant fur still tied to his redeemer’s knot.\n\n[q][i]Lesser Barghest has been Sanctified![/i][/q]\n\nRennard spat the redeemed canine’s neck from his lips, soothing the injury left in his fangs' wake with as doting a lick as his mindless rage and lust could manage. At least for a moment, before the dire fox’s forepaw pressed against the back of the injured Blink Dog’s back, pinning it in place so he could wrench his sputtering shaft free from the seed overflowing cunt. The boy’s angry red length twitched, rivulets of cream spilling free to join the growing puddle of holy masculinity spreading from between the weakened barghest’s hind legs.\n\n“What... What just happened...” Kimi and Lyca almost spoke in unison, glancing at each other, then to their husband sitting behind the stupefied, pleasure-wracked beast groaning between them—the kit’s tail wagged fiercely, looking like a proud puppy showing off the results of its hunt to his two wives, even as his rut-fueled shaft continued to pulse in place.\n\n“Well... Ain’t that a surprise.” Another rumbling, bestial voice called out from behind the pair, causing both of the feral wives to spin about in place—readying for another attack before they had an opportunity to lick their wounds from the last."
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"description": "Content Warning: Blood, injuries, danger, and threat to life.\n\nAlternate Gag Title: Sword of the Demon Layer\n\nAs an aside, I highly recommend the anime the alternate title is based off of, Sword of the Demon Slayer on HiDive. Its a magnificent paced and poignant series, which is a rare treat to find these days. Only a few continuity confusions as it does the occasional flash forward to modern day halfway through - which does make me wonder if the original series was more based on the modern day with flashbacks, whilst the show follows the chronological events from the start.\n\nA treat for you all. Friday's writing stream nailed out 7,000 words for this story and basically all but finished it! I debated holding off and releasing it next month, but there's enough time left in the month that I figured I can get out a release there. Who knows, maybe if the Friday streams continue to provide, I'll be able to get two chapters out a month instead of just one. But it'll be highly work and productivity dependent, of course.\n\nHalf worried that the speed of the writing might have affected the pace a bit, but that'll be an issue for future me if I ever decide to collect the chapters and proof read them to create a more proper story out of them. Hopefully its not too off putting to you all! o7\n\nFor those seeing this when I post it, I'll be starting my livestream working on the lewd text adventure game in about an hour! Feel free to come hang out and chat about this series or the game if you so wish!\n\nI've also started a Telegram Channel for announcements related to my Inkbunny content, as well as a group for chat there of. You can find them here: Notification Channel Link [u][url=https://t.me/+4TIA-G0pG4U3MWM1]Here[/url][/u], Attached Chat Group Link [u][url=https://t.me/+GAf_JGEMMRRkODBl]Here[/url][/u]\n\nUntil next time, ciao! o7"
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"writing": "“I’m not certain about this, Ker–”\n\n“Lord! LORD KERAS! How many times do I have to remind you?” The demonic impanda boy reminded the barghest with a swift, and annoyed, bob of his spaded devil tail tip against the monstrous canine’s head.\n\n“But, the Princess has returned so you’re no longer in charge of the castle...” The dog protested with a whine. But, the truth of the matter only incensed the devil boy further, causing the horned cuntboy to huff with a flamboyant roll of his amber eyes.\n\n“Yeah, but I’m the one in charge of this operation! So I’m your [i]acting Lord!”[/i] The kid retorted with a cocky, and ever so devious grin.\n\n“...That Princess Razi hadn’t approved.” Another one of the dogs the boy had gathered chimed in, shifting the lurid succuboy’s ire from the one he was interrogating.\n\n“Bah! She didn’t [i]disapprove[/i] of it either!” He countered—even though the only reason that wasn’t true was because he didn’t tell her. Probably.\n\nStill, there was no way that this attack wouldn’t work, he thought as his demonic eyes glanced across the half-dozen lesser barghests he had snuck away from the castle with—including the one that still sported the healing wounds upon its maw that best knew the Chosen’s scent. The boy had barely managed to survive just two of their kind before. Even if his adventurer rescuer was still with him, six should be more than enough to split them apart from their charge, and when they did...\n\n‘Bam~! That’s when he’d get his paws on him!’ Keras schemed with a wide, toothy smile. When the kit was alone, hard pressed and on the verge of defeat by one of the shadow dogs, that’s when he’d strike! He’d slip in behind the brat, and with his hypnotizing words, abduct the boy and put a collar on him~\n\nOnce the boy was his pet, everything else would fall into place... Controlling the boy’s virility would make him the de facto [i]KING[/i] of demons! He’d oust that upstart Demon Lord, make his mother and all the other demons bow to him in exchange for the [i]privilege[/i] of playing with his toy or receiving a single drop of his fecundity!\n\nThe only question is if he’d let the mortals of this world swear fealty to him, or just wait a generation for demonkind’s virile offspring to invade and finish collapsing the world completely to chaos!\n\n“This seems dangerous,” another feral mutt growled warrily, while making sure to stick out of reach of the royal demonic brat’s reach as he voiced his concerns. “The boy still seems to be on the edge of [i]her[/i] woods. Risking her ire on the eve of a full moon seems... dangerous.”\n\n“Pssh. She can’t be everywhere at once~ Besides, this is the best time to ambush him! She wouldn’t dare expect such an audacious abduction!” The demon boy beamed from ear to ear, licking his lips as he could practically [i]taste[/i] that tender boy’s virile soul already. “Now... Hurry up and keep sniffing, I want to track him down before nightfall... Just in case she [i]is[/i] nearby.”\n\n“Y– Yes... Lord Keras.”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n[q][i]Rennard - Level 9 Breeder Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]36/36[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]6/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str [/i][i]\t[/i][i]2 (26)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]11 (5)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12 (6)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]19 (9)[/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]8.7[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Virility: [/i][i]\t[/i][i]24 (48)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Ball Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]2.12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]I. Chance:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]295%[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Miracles: Guidance 6/6, Purify Water 2/2[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: Foxfire Lvl 1, Image Lvl 1, Noise Lvl 1[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Items: Faded Traveler’s Cloak, Simple Backpack (Bowl, 2 rations, Rope), Belts (Itza’s Knife, Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt]), Slimebane Oil, Waterskin), Coinpurse (12c, 2s)[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Rut[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Boons: Anoint, Beast Speech, Sanctify Marriage,[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Analyze Lvl 1, Scent Lvl 1, Hearing Lvl 1, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 1, Dragon Familiarity Lvl 1 (Kobold LvL 2), Animal Familiarity Lvl 3, Enduring Lover Lvl 3, Knife Proficiency Lvl 1, Sword Proficiency Lvl 1, Bite Proficiency Lvl 1[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Child (Adolescent), Born Stud, Brood Father, Hyper Virility, Womb Mark, Hung, Strong of Seed, Fox Magic, Therianthrope (???)[/i]\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n[i]Harem 2/3[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Kimi - Level 10 (9) Divine Beast Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]42/42[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]8/14[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]26/26[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]0/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str[/i][i]\t[/i][i]10 (10)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]24 (23)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]21 (20)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]15 (14)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]32 (30)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]20 (19)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: Foxfire Lvl 3, Image Lvl 2, Noise Lvl 2, Recovery Lvl 1[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed (6d, 15h, 30m)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Analyze Lvl 3, Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Bite Proficiency Lvl 2, Claws Lvl 1, Tracking Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 2, Digging Lvl 1, Running Lvl 1, Foraging Lvl 1, Intuit Magic Lvl 2, Illusion Adept Lvl 1, Familiarities (Various).[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Fox Magic, Magic Aptitude, Size Queen, Intelligence Growth Up[/i]\n\n[i]Lycandra - Level 8 Werewolf[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]72/72[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]19/24[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]9/9[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]0/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str[/i][i]\t[/i][i]27[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]22[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]24[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]9[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]10[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: N/A[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed ( 6d, 13h, 49m)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Bite Lvl 3, Claws Lvl 2, Tracking Lvl 3, Sneak Lvl 1, Digging Lvl 2, Running Lvl 2, Anthro Familiarity Lvl 3, Control Form Lvl 2.[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Therianthrope (Wolf), Alpha (Werewolf), Strength Growth Up, Endurance Growth Up.[/i][/q]\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nRennard awoke with a long, drawn out yawn, prodded awake by the morning sun tickling past the tree branches... That, and by the insufferable warmth of many warm, fuzzy bodies lying against him, and the aches of a body not quite used to sleeping without a bed yet.\n\nWith sleep weary eyes, the youth’s bright blue eyes glanced at the source of the heat nestled against him. The entire pack, as well as Kimi, had fallen asleep as close to him as they could. Particularly his two wives, which must have exercised some of their rights to secure the most prestigious part against him. Kimi, in particular, looked absolutely adorable nestled underneath his left arm, her shallow breaths pressing her chest against his side, whilst her snout nestled just underneath his chin. Lycandra would have been a contender, slumbering against him in her true feral form—if it wasn’t for the fact that her larger size made her a blanket many times larger than her cub husband, all but drawing the right side of his body and using his arm more as a pillow instead. The other five wolves, meanwhile, were pressed against his feet, or cradled in against the other ferals, creating an unbroken blanket of adorable fur that kept away the cold of night.\n\nAlthough, the wholesomeness of the situation was somewhat undermined by the fact that his Rut-fueled lusts had ensured he awoke with quite the morning wood... All eight and some change inches at full mast, lounging against Theron’s face, save for whenever his bubbling arousal caused the length to twitch and lazily tap against the cuntwolf’s brow—drawing the lightest of playful rumbles from the slumbering beast in return.\n\nBut, if he was focusing on how cute the situation he found himself was, Kimi was particularly so... With how she was peacefully slumbering against him, it was hard to tell that the vixen was his sister. Sure, with a particularly close examination, he could see some of her facial features reflected in her feral face, but otherwise she looked no different than any other fox he might have seen—well, save for her exemplary size that brought her just a few sizes smaller than Lyca.\n\nHe couldn’t help but shift the arm wrapped around her—the only one he could move thanks to the weight of a wolf resting on his right—to risk disturbing her by delivering a doting pet against the back of her ears. A silent giggle rolled through his mind as she unconsciously pushed into the pet, her fluffy tail tapping against another one of the wolves... Oh, she’d kill him if he told her she was petting her like their dog!\n\nOr maybe not... Could that be one of the things she was into as well? She was hiding a lot of adult things and desires from before... Like just [i]how[/i] deep her love for him went. Well, he wasn’t going to risk telling her anyway.\n\nConsidering how rested he was, and how the rest of his sort of extended family of feral lovers were still slumbering contently against him, Kimi’s plan must have worked. Who knows how long the wolves and his sister had stayed up for the task of ensuring he got a restful night’s sleep despite the moon compelled lust and ferocity. His memories were... slightly better this time around, perhaps because of Kimi’s efforts, or perhaps because he was starting to adapt to the primal mind the ‘blessing’ dragged him to. A blush swept across his cheeks as he particularly recalled what Kimi had done, numbly flicking his tongue against his lips to see if any flavor lingered from his seed thereon... But it looks like the hour or more of werewolf (and occasional Kimi bonus rounds) had long replaced any seed left in his maw with bestial lycanthrope and vixen spit.\n\nHis fur was an utter mess, of course... Matted from his many fecund releases underneath the hammering hips and hungry maws of his wolf pack, as well as Kimi’s own contributions. He’d have to have a bath before he and Kimi set off...\n\n...\n\nNot that there was much hope of doing so at the moment. Even if he [i]could[/i] pull his arms and legs out from underneath his many feral lovers to escape, he couldn’t bring himself to potentially disturb their rest—especially not after they had tuckered themselves out so much to help him. No matter how uncomfortably warm he was getting with that many warm snoozing lupines against him.\n\n...Especially not since he was going to have to say goodbye to them for at least a couple of weeks as he had to go do his stupid Main Quest...\n\nWell, no matter. This gave him time to try and look over his Character Sheet. He didn’t see any improvement in skills on the sheet, but... Considering he had at least a bit more recall over last night, he imagined that there must have been some progress—or at least he hoped. It looked like Spirit would be important for controlling his werefox transformations, or at least retaining his mind, so perhaps he should increase his Spirit Growth rate? Sure, it’d get halved whenever the Moon was full, but it would help him control himself around all the people in town too, assuming he could keep his Chosenhood a secret.\n\nAlthough, there could be all sorts of new Feats he’d unlocked as part of awakening his therianthropy... Not that he could tell without a free slot to begin browsing through his options. Still, it should be something he looked into, especially since Lycandra had one. He was just about to see if he could examine what that Fear did when she noticed that her Therianthropy had specified her as a wolf, yet... When he looked at his own, it still just had that blanked out space of question marks...\n\n...Much like the one he still had on his Character Sheet that only appeared whenever he looked at his Feat list.\n\n[q][i]??? (Passive) - Mysterious Power Granted to the Goddess’ Chosen.[/i][/q]\n\nDid his Therianthropy manifest differently because he was the Chosen? Maybe it had to do with the fact that all the boys and girls he sired came out as their mother’s species, so likewise any therianthropy he blessed an animal with turned them into a were-version of their own species. How would that work with anthros though? If he went dire mode on an anthro wolf like Chloe would she turn into a werewolf, or a werefox?\n\nFor that matter, just what other ‘powers and abilities’ were hidden behind that one enigmatic description... His Duty seemed to be a part of it, but he couldn’t tell anything else by just reading them again and again—even if he tried to use Analyze upon his own sheet (which didn’t seem to do anything, but it was worth checking). Well, he guessed the Main Quest would reveal more, as well as just blind experiment.\n\nStill... While he was looking over his sheet, his mind turned to a new icon he had received. It was there yesterday, but... He never really had the time or thought to examine it. A Forms Menu... He must have acquired it when he first transformed, but obviously wasn’t in the state of mind to be able to investigate it. Curiously, it did seem to be one of the grayed out buttons from before... Did that mean he was always meant to turn into a werefox as part of the game– this [i]world’s[/i] plot, or maybe there were other methods of transformation he was meant to acquire..?\n\nAnother mystery for him to seek answers to another time. For now, the Forms menu was pretty bare bones... Just his default ‘cub’ form, and the feral dire fox form he had managed to take, listing out the stat benefits and a small fluff descriptor—although, there did seem to be quite a lot of room for him to take more. Although for now, only two additional ones seemed to be hinted at with empty slots and vague outlines of their shapes—a true feral form like Kimi without the extra size and strength and a monstrous humanoid form like the werewolf who nursed him, he’d imagine.\n\nHmmm... Could he try to transform on his own? Sure, he didn’t have the Control Form skill that Lyca did, but... He didn’t need a skill to wield a sword, only to use it well! How to go about it, though... No matter how he tried to ‘select’ his dire-feral form in the menu, it didn’t seem to do anything—then again, the only time the Sheet seemed to have any sort of interactivity was when he was looking up information, or selecting a Feat. Maybe, like with the Magic he was being trained in by Kimi, it required an action or thought on his behalf...\n\nHe closed his eyes, and tried to remember what it felt like when he transformed... That slumbering primal power currently bubbling up beneath his conscious mind, fueling the lustful rut he found himself in. \n\nMmm... Cub? Could he eventually use magic to change his apparent age~? That could be fun, pretending to be an adult for a short while. Although... He could also use it to make Kimi younger~ It would be fun to make her the same age as their younger sister and be the big brother for a change! Especially if he got Kaldric with the same transformation!\n\nExcept... Those two weren’t at home when he and Kimi came here, and likely would have just come back to an empty house—deflating the boy’s devious plotting with the memory of his lost family... Which very easily went from there to his Mom and Dad...\n\n“Mmm... What sort of devious antics are you thinking of now...” Kimi’s words saved him from his deflating thoughts with her words, causing Rennard’s blue eyes to glance down at his sister’s lovely, still oh so adorable, expression resting against his chest.\n\n“Nothing~” He teased, shifting awkwardly to press a tender, chaste kiss upon his sister-wife’s feral nose. “Just thinking you’re absolutely adorable there... Say, do you think I could put a collar on you and take you for a walk–”\n\n[center][i]1 + 3 Damage[/i][/center]\n\nThe bob from the vixen’s Foxfire’d paw against his ear was exactly the reaction he was expecting—coaxing a high pitched, giggling yelp from his throat, and a reflexive twist away which quickly roused the rest of his wolves into full alert. Well, until their expressions changed to one of stupefied wonder as Rennard was chased to the stream by his sister—his tail and dick wagging as he laughed all the way.\n\n“C’mere you brat! You want to talk about collars? I’ll slap one on your neck to keep you out of trouble if you’re that into them!”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nThey left later than they should have. Rennard was dragging his feet the entire time during the bath, and the wolves, particularly the ones other than Lyca, further complicated matters by taking the opportunity to play with their cub-alpha in the stream while they could. Surprisingly enough, Kimi didn’t put her foot down, even taking a back seat to idly chat with Lyca, or some of the wolves that had picked up more Anthro Familiarity to speak last night, watching the wolves currently licking over the boy’s fur, chasing him about the water, or them ‘dutifully helping’ the rutting boy with his sizable excitement. \n\nBut, eventually... It came time to leave. One whimpering pup was hard enough to disappoint, but [i]five!?[/i] His little heart couldn’t take it! Rennard consoled both himself and his pack that his departure was only temporary—once he had finished doing what he needed to do in Carran, he would return, even if only for a short while as he honored his promise to Mivni and sorted out a means of food for the pack and the many pups they were excitedly looking forward to bring into the world.\n\nIt didn’t make it any easier to bear, of course... Even hours after saying goodbye to the wolves Rennard was still pouting like a boy that had been denied a toy—glumly kicking his foot against any rocks they passed while following the vague direction of his Guidance miracle. Lycandra was somewhat better, despite knowing her siblings for all her life. She was only going to be away from them for a day or two before trotting back, after all, it was the impending farewell to her new husband that she wasn’t looking forward to.\n\n“So, it's going to take you threeish days if you go straight there, but five if you go along the river. Shouldn’t you be able to use that nifty miracle of yours to do the former?” Lyca asked. For the moment, the she-wolf was sticking to her late-teens looking anthro form, getting more familiarity with it while she was in her mate’s company, whilst Kimi trotted along on the boy’s other side—still somewhat huffily lurking close to her brother while Lyca was with them, but growing a touch more accepting of her presence than before.\n\n“Maybe, but... I can only use it a few times a day, and it's not like any of us are good at navigating a straight line through terrain on our own. Unless there’s a road we come across, we could just end up getting lost and wasting more time,” Rennard replied. His cloak was parted, letting his ample bits be on full display—the better to lure in more animals when it came time for them to take a break from walking.\n\n“Not to mention there’s the issue of food... Feasting as a dire beast tonight doesn’t seem to have been very nourishing for our husband, and after this morning he’s down to only one lot of rations. Neither of us know how to butcher and prepare game, so our best bet for gathering food is finding fish from the river. We can cook that with our flames, and while it might not be the most edible meal, it [i]would[/i] be satisfying.”\n\n“That and I can use my other Miracle to gather water whenever we need from it,” he added with a smile. “So... Longer. But no risk of getting lost or starving.”\n\n“Hmmph. I suppose that all makes sense... Well, unless you can learn to become a feral fox on command, then we could just help teach you to hunt properly~” The larger wolfess added, flopping a hand down against her smaller cub husband’s head to ruffle the fur on his scalp fondly—adding a giggle to the mix when the youth feebly tried to squirm away from her stronger grip.\n\n“Still...” Rennard sheepishly replied after finally managing to pull the teen wolf’s hand off of his head, with the slightest hint of a grin on his lips after doing so. “Do you think there’s something wrong?”\n\n“Hmm? What do you mean?” Lyca added, blinking at the pair of foxes.\n\n“Well, I’ve not been hiding my scent and yet no creatures have come to, well, quench their heats,” he added, glancing at Kimi and Lyca that both seemed to be puzzled by his concern on the matter... Of course, part of it might be disappointment that Experience wasn’t walking right to him. After all the shenanigans with the wolves, he [i]must[/i] have been a magic pixel away from leveling up!\n\n“Well, that might be because they’re being scared away,” Kimi answered, glancing past her brother and to the likely cause... The puzzled, bare naked, and buxom wolf girl standing close to his side.\n\n“Oh... Yeah, I kinda forgot I was walking with a wolf... I guess you’d still smell like a dangerous predator too,” he giggled with a bashful smile, rubbing the back of his own head as apologetically as he could.\n\n“Oh hush~” The lupine ass answered with a demure rumble, before reaching over and yanking her husband in against her front—burying his face once again in her ample breasts that were only likely to grow and develop further as the pups grew within her branded womb. “Although, if you’re needing to take a break and blow off some of that rut desire, my love, I’m happy to oblige~ I want to take a crack at doing that thing Kimi did to you last night~”\n\n[q][i]Arousal 8/10[/i][/q]\n\n“O- Oh, uh...” Rennard gulped, whilst his loins showed his true feelings on the offer with a heady throb of his half-erect cock, and a fresh string of pre trickling from the fat tapered point to soak into the soil between his feet. “That would be... Fun.”\n\n“Come on. It's not time to rest yet,” Kimi interjected with a smile.\n\n“But... Maybe that could be fun. I could share a few tricks with you to teach you how to properly pleasure our husband... And see how he reacts to seeing us lapping over his knot from either hip~” She continued with a sultry murmur, and a rubbing pass against his legs to add to the tantalizing image she proposed.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 9/10[/i][/q]\n\n“N– Not fair...” The boy added with a whine, shoving his face as deep as he could into Lyca’s cleavage to hide his blush of arousal... Even if there was no hiding the now fully erect boy dick pulsing with need between her thighs. Maybe it was time to fap again and doll out some seed to whatever flowers he happened to spy over the next couple of minutes...\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n“I’m beat.” Rennard whined as he finally flopped onto the ground. An entire day of walking had left him beat, but they had managed to return to the side of the river by pushing another half hour of walking this afternoon. Fortunately, his Stat Ups had allowed him to walk for about four hours before he’d be absolutely exhausted, but they had pushed more than that thanks to some small breaks throughout the journey—both to let his Stamina recuperate a few points, and so that the kit could pump out a few shots of virile vulpine seed onto the ground when his libido started to become a bit too unwieldy.\n\nSurprisingly, no beasts showed themselves even when Lyca tried to stay a bit away to not scare them off. But, perhaps that was just due to him still reeking of wolves from his earlier ‘playtime’ with the pack, or for hugging too close to her... Not that the kit minded just having his two wives to play with, of course! Even if Lyca needed to learn a bit of gentleness while using her hands to pleasure him—she might not fully grasp it for their intended evening play session, but he was still looking forward to the result nonetheless with a wagging tail.\n\n“Hmmm...” Lyca sprawled out next to him, having reverted to her feral after the hours of walking became too much to her.\n\n“What’s up?” He asked, while taking advantage of how close she lay to rub his dull claws along her ears, drawing a pleased rumble from the large feral as he did so.\n\nUnlike Kimi, who was a bit huffy about being treated like a feral animal due to being a former anthro like himself, Lyca was content with all her animal mannerisms still—a fact that the lighthearted Rennard had started to cherish! After all, a wolf was like a bigger, badder, and [i]cooler[/i] dog, and having a loyal werewolf at his beck and call was a delight all on its own! Although... There was certainly one other, more sordid benefit, as he was reminded of when the feral werewolf wiggled her way closer into his petting hands—turning about on her back to expose her belly to his ruffling hands, and from there, let his blue eyes spy the brand his seed had placed upon her flat belly, right above the black lips of her spade.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 6/10[/i][/q]\n\n‘Nnn... Dang rut,’ he mentally chided himself, not that there was much point bothering to hide the result of his lurid thoughts as his mighty Chosenhood began to press against the folds of his cloak.\n\n“It's just been... quiet.” Lyca eventually replied, grumping lightly even as her tail began to wag in concert to her boy-husband’s. “I don’t hunt much in this part of the woods, but...”\n\n“Yeah... I know what she means. It's been a bit unnerving,” Kimi added with a worried rumble, staring at the antics the other two were getting up too with the slightest hint of a pout to her expression.\n\n“Could we be near to where the wyvern was hunting? Maybe that’s the reason?” Rennard answered, looking down at the fluffy, adorable beast spread out next to him. It surely wouldn’t be that bad if he rolled over and just... worked out some of his excess sexual desire with her in that position, right..? What a turn around that would be... Pinning down Lyca on her back, just like the beast had done when she took his virginity, inadvertently introducing him to his role as the Chosen...\n\nHe was just about to push himself onto his knees and mount her when he was interrupted by a large forepaw against his snout, and an unapologetic whimper from the wolf teen beneath him. “Sorry, Rennard... I think I better keep my attention focused upon the woods for now.”\n\n“B– But... Fine...” The kit slid back onto his rump with a sour pout, huffing with drooped ears—even as his vivid red pole slipped out from between his cloak to still demand attention. He [i]did[/i] consider asking Kimi if she’d want to help, but... He figured she’d take it a bit poorly if it seemed like she was his second choice, and she likewise seemed to be paying a lot of attention to the woods.\n\n“I guess I’ve just got to use my paw...” He murmured, flopping back against the riverbank, as the hand that had been fondling Lyca’s warm, furry body gave a teasing stroke across his hefty asset. Maybe if he was lucky, starting to play with himself would cause some beastie to finally reveal itself from his scent for him to shoot his load into instead!\n\n“Not just yet, Rennard,” Kimi interjected with her babysitter voice again, drawing another melodramatic, agonized growl from the horny cub’s lips—complete with his hands coming to rest over his face in frustration. “Its a bit later than when we normally camp because we wanted to reach the river to fish in the morning. You need to fetch some firewood for a campfire like Sawyer taught you. Well, unless you want to be cold all day.”\n\n“I’d be fine with the enchanted cloak Chloe gave me!” He retorted, poking out his tongue. “But... It [i]would[/i] be nice to have a fire I guess.”\n\n“There’s a good boy... Look, get the fire going, then we have to tie you up so you don’t go running off on the last night of the Full Moon, and [i]then[/i] we can see about giving you a goodnight’s rest by taking care of that not-so-little monster down there, alright?” Kimi answered with her best, apologetic smile on her feral visage.\n\n“Alright, alright, I will~” He answered, drawing out the final word as he slowly, reluctantly, rolled himself back onto his feet—resting one hand against the top of the sheath of his sword, right behind the crossguard, like he had been taught. His right hand, meanwhile, briefly checked on the kobold knife resting against that respective hip to ensure that it was properly secured—just in case he’d need to cut up some of the sticks he found.\n\n“Who knows, maybe I’ll even find a fish for you to cook if we’re lucky... But that might be a breakfast thing with the time we have,” Kimi added with another smile, before finishing a long, languishing stretch to trot over to his side. Shortly thereafter joined by Lyca who rolled onto her feet as well—although she kept a looser formation, trotting about in a wide circle around him like some sort of roaming vanguard.\n\n“I still think you’re being too paranoid,” Rennard retorted, rolling his eyes as he began to search about the nearby forest for the dry wood like he had been shown by the bunny adventurer.\n\nFortunately, even as the sun began to slide down to the horizon, his vulpine eyes gave him a bit better ease to see with the growing twilight. Although, that didn’t exactly make it quick work either with his below novice survival skill, and the rather limited tools he had to work with.\n\nBut, a half hour or so’s effort, and he at least had gathered enough to make a small fire—maybe not enough to last throughout the night, but at least enough to offer some warmth and protection against wild beasts for the first half of the night. The lazy cantor he assumed as he prodded about the forest for firewood might have also slowed down his search, but it also allowed another few points of Stamina to return.\n\n“Wait.” Kimi’s sharp tone cut the boy off just as he was about to make his way back to the impromptu camp they had made, with his backpack full of sticks slung from one hand.\n\n“What’s up..?” Rennard was about to give a comforting response before he saw how both her [i]and[/i] Lyca’s hackles were raised—their amber eyes staring out into the growing darkness of the wood just ahead of them.\n\nHis blues turned the same direction, dropping the backpack of fire fuel and other supplies he had on him to his feet, whilst he tightened his hand against his blunt sword. He was sure that they were just being overprotective again, but... A looming sense of deja vu began to build in the back of his mind. He had been in a similar situation before, in an area of the woods not too far away from here. A memory that made his left arm itch where the flesh had been regrown and reknitted thanks to Kimi’s magic.\n\n“Should I hide..?” He followed, gulping lightly as he considered his options. The demons couldn’t have tracked him down again so soon, could they..? Sure, he had gotten distracted on not one, but [i]two[/i] side quests, and should have been at or near Carran by now, but...\n\n“It's too late for that,” Lyca added back with a snarling growl.\n\n“But I don’t see–” Kimi interrupted him by calling forth the blue flames of her magic, the embers dancing along her tail to gather into a wisp of flames at the edge, before the limb flicked to lob the ball of magical fire into the woods in front of them... And cast aside the shadows of the trees with its baleful blue light to reveal the beasts hiding within them.\n\nThe dark, shaggy fur of the feral hounds—and most particular, the crimson demonic eyes resting between their darkness blending fur—were unmistakable. Barghests, just like the two that had been searching for him before. Except, instead of a pair, there now stood near a half-dozen of the monstrous creatures, loosely arrayed out in the shadows and spreading out in an attempt to surround them.\n\n“Rennard... Run.” Kimi growled.\n\nThe demons, meanwhile, seeing that their attempt to ambush their quarry had been foiled, began to step out from the trees and shadows that they had been hiding within—drawing closer while he and his two feral wives stepped back to try and adopt a more defensive position closer together.\n\n“N– Not a chance!” He gulped, taking a deep breath to try and bury the fear welling within his breast down. Before, using his left arm to untie his cloak to part the flap and reveal the lithe, bare and leather-strap clad boyish frame beneath, his right pulled the sword from its sheath. He quickly settled into a defensive posture, sword raised and ready to use its weight to chop down against any of the feral beasts like he had practiced with the wolves. His eyes, meanwhile, glared at the closest of the demonic dogs, focusing as he was instructed, until his Analyze skill activated.\n\n[q][i]Lesser Barghest (Cuntboy) - Lvl 9[/i][/q]\n\nA level nine... The same as he and effectively Kimi, whilst Lycandra was only a level behind. It was possible that the others ranged from eight to ten, but that still made it a relatively even fight... So long as it was one to one. But they had almost double their number, and unlike before when he and Kimi had ambushed one by itself to dispatch it before its partner could intervene, these moved together as a pack, and he doubted that Sawyer was nearby to save them once again.\n\n“This isn’t the time for misbehaving! We can keep them off of you long enough for the moon to rise, then you can flee!” She barked back, snarling as more flaming embers coalesced around her, bobbing in the soft breeze for a moment before being slung forward with your will to bombard the closest of the dogs!\n\n“I’M NOT GOING TO ABANDON YOU TWO OR MY PUPS!” He growled back, lips barring in as frightening, and as defiant, of an expression as he could manage—even if the tightly held grip upon his sword revealed the source of his shouting protest was frustration, rather than conviction.\n\nHe knew she was right logically. He had only really gotten a hold of how to hold and swing his sword, yet alone fight with it. His magical skill was just as mediocre, and with the rut-swinging his psyche towards mindless depravity, his mediocre Intelligence stat had been tanked even further to make any attempt at unleashing a supportive magical assault to be little more than a waste of mana. She and Lyca, meanwhile, were more than capable of protecting themselves, and by extension, protecting him. There was a chance that if they didn’t have to protect him, that they could keep themselves safe and retreat once he was far enough away, but...\n\nWhat if they didn’t? What if the barghests were too much for them and they got hurt, or worse..? The image burned within his mind as the demonic hounds darted forward, doing their best to dodge the vixen’s magical attack and leap at their foes. Could he forgive himself for that? For letting the mothers of his children and closest companions fall just so he could cowardly run away?\n\nA hound each leapt at his two feral protectors—Kimi darting back to unleash another flurry of Fox Fire in its face for its attempt to bite her, whilst Lyca took the blow head on to reply with a flesh tearing chomp of her own. A third, meanwhile, took the distraction the other two provided to dive past them and jump straight for him—drawing close enough to the kit that Rennard could spy the barest hint of half-faded scars on its lips.\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted back, attempting to pivot to chase after the one closing the distance to him, or at least fire off another spell—but the bargest that had come to support its brethren by rushing at her, forcing her back or risk being dispatched with one well timed bite.\n\n“I’ve got this!” He called out, doing his best to keep his fear and uncertainty at bay as he swung down, punishing the creature’s attempt to pounce upon him with a swift smack against his face with his sword! Whilst his Intelligence stat had taken a hit from his rut, it [i]did[/i] double his Strength thanks to his Feat, bringing his physical might almost on par with Lyca’s—making him a somewhat fearsome threat in hand to hand combat!\n\n[i][s]9[/s] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i]\n\nMuch like the last time he had fought the demons, the notification of how much damage he had inflicted appealed as a thought in the back of his mind—as well as a set of scrolling text which rolled upwards from where he had hit his opponent!\n\n4 Damage... Less than he had inflicted with Itza’s Dagger, likely because the knife was sharp and in good condition, while the old sword he had been gifted to train with was so blunt that only a proper blacksmith could restore it to working order. Perhaps it would be better to discard it and pull out the knife again...\n\nHe shook his head, recalling how that had gone last time—a mangled arm, and Kimi all but crying over him for how injured he had gotten. Whereas with the sword, the advantage of reach gave him some small advantage, bonking the barghest’s snap at his person aside whilst he took a step back to recenter his guard.\n\n“God damnit, they’re harrying us.” Lyka spat out a mouthful of demonic ichor as the barghest she was ripping into pried itself away, leaving her in the middle of another pair of demons herself. “They’re trying to keep us busy, while someone else goes in for the kill. It's a tactic we use all the time.”\n\nWhile one goes in for the kill..? He imagined that it was the barghest he was facing down, then... Maybe it was the strongest of their number—if they were lucky, or they just didn’t consider him enough of a threat to warrant the best of their number. Perhaps he should just consider himself fortunate that they believed his two feral protectors were strong enough to warrant such a tactic, rather than bulldoze past them with the weight of their numbers.\n\nBut it also likely meant he was going to have to deal with the demon in front of him by himself. He grit his teeth, exposing his fangs with an instinctive snarl as he fended off the beast’s attack again, and again, needing to try and flourish one defensive strike into the next as the quadruped tried to push its way past his guard and get its deadly fangs on him.\n\n[q][i]4[/i][i] 2 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]7[/i][i] 3 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]9[/i][i] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][/q]\n\nBut, his defensive flourish could only go on for so long before his Novice skills finally made a mistake, his grip slipping on his sword after it rebounded from the force of impacting against the monster’s scalp—delaying his follow up just long enough for the demon to close in and land a bite upon his leg!\n\n[q][i]-10 HP. 26/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThe boy’s eyes watered as pain shot through his leg. The red hot, burning agony of teeth tearing into flesh and scraping against bone that he had felt the last time that the monsters had gotten his arm. He quenched his reflexive yell as best he could, swallowing it in his throat beneath an agony-fueled growl so as to not distract the other two from their duels and potentially make a mistake. He needed to think fast, before the beast used its grip upon his foot to rip his guard out from underneath him.\n\nBut what? His sword swung down, trying to fend off the beast and get it to release him, but with it now being inside of his guard the best his pommel strikes did was inflict a single point of damage to the monster and coax its jaws tighter around his limb—doing more damage just by the twist of its fangs to him than he was doing to it!\n\n[q][i]1 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])!\n-3 HP. 22/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThat was when his eyes focused upon the blood trickling out from around the puncturing fangs buried in the brown fur of his calf... He remembered being taught in his science class back home that people, and especially their blood, was mostly water. He had to believe that Demon’s weren’t much different, fighting past the pain to speak as his left hand released to press against the barghest’s head.\n\n“Purify!” He shouted, trying to invoke his Miracle of Water Protection. \n\n[q][i]Purify Water Used! 1/2 Uses Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nHe felt the Divinity within him respond to his attempt, flowing into his hand, and from there, into the world. The barghest snarled, a hint of pain in the back of its throat that made him think that his creative interpretation of the holy blessing he had received might have worked... Only for the flow of power to end without a single Damage notification playing out before his eyes—although he could have sworn he felt [i]something[/i], or rather, [i]someone[/i] giggling at his attempt.\n\nHe didn’t have enough time to consider just what that potentially false impression was before the demonic hound pulled him down, sending him toppling to the ground—knocking the wind from his chest as it did so.\n\n[q][i]-12 HP. 10/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted when she saw him topple downwards, making another go at trying to fight her way past—only to have the barghest she wasn’t focusing on at the time land a bite against her shoulder.\n\nHe scowled, keeping his right hand on his sword’s grip, whilst his left hand pulled the kobold knife from its sheath on his hip and [i]slammed[/i] it down with all the strength he could muster against the barghest!\n\n[q][i]5 Damage Inflicted with Itza’s Knife![/i][/q]\n\n[i]That[/i] at least made the damn dog spit his leg out, backing off with a reflexive yelp which allowed the cub to crawl a further foot away and, with some effort, stand back on his feet—although it also unfortunately wrenched his knife from his hand as it did so, sending it toppling to the dirt between him and the demon hunting him.\n\nHe probably shouldn’t put much weight upon his wounded leg, but such concerns were an idle thought at the moment, as the adrenaline coursing through his blood kept the pain of torn muscles to a dull throb until this fight had finished—however it’ll go.\n\n[i]Think. Think. Think! What sort of hero are you if you can’t handle a SINGLE demon!?[/i] He seethed quietly, flicking his eyes towards Kimi to see that she had at least escaped the situation his distraction had found her in—searing the biting barghest’s face to make it let go of her so that she could then counter bite with her flame-engulfed fangs.\n\nThose flames... His ears twitched as he remembered the trick she had pulled during their last encounter, using the flames she had enchanted her paw or bites with to instead work on the knife he was using. It had been enough of a handy combo to have fallen the barghest before it had reduced his HP to zero, but she was too far away, and too busy using her flames and diminishing Mana Pool to keep herself from falling to her two opponents.\n\nBut... He had that spell now too. Yes, he didn’t have her Proficiencies, or her Intelligence, and he had only practiced with it a little. But... If he could shape it... If he could use it to make an edge to the dulled blade he wielded and remove the damage reduction its poor condition had...\n\nIt was better than nothing, and he had little time to think as the injured Barghest spat the boy’s sizzling blood from his mouth. The fog of arousal and primal instinct covering his mind had, at least for this moment, cleared as he fought for his life, allowing him to direct his Mana with an almost clear mind. Blue Flames danced into existence along the tips of his left hand, spreading to the arming sword in his right as his touch brushed along the blade’s fuller—engulfing the metal in a burning haze of azure in their wake which illuminated the left side of his face in the shadows of the oncoming twilight.\n\n[q][i]Fox Fire Used! -1 Mana. Mana Remaining 11/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest warily eyed the enchanted blade, but Rennard wasn’t done... At best, the unfocused, flickering Fox Fire coating the sword-turned-club might have only increased its damage by one. It made the demon hesitate since it didn’t know the flames he imbued were significantly weaker than those Kimi had used last time, but as soon as he hit the monster, that uncertainty would be removed.\n\nHe needed to make the flames stronger. He needed to make them [i]sharper[/i]. He gripped the handle with both hands, and focused the Mana within him to channel through both limbs and into the old sword, whilst he tried to picture the image he wanted the flames to take as vividly as he could in his head. A thin, razer sharp point—none of the flickering dancing touch of destruction that the wild blue flames currently possessed. A blade of flame to support the sword in his hand.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe flames [i]tightened[/i] underneath his focus and will, drawing closer and closer to the shape he desired... Until, with a quarter of his limited pool burned on just the attempt, it took shape. Wisps of flame still escaped along the trailing edge of the blade with every subtle motion it took while in his hands, but the point he needed—the point he had imagined into being—presented itself to the barghest in front of him.\n\nNow, to see if it worked...\n\nWith a snarl, the demon desired to test his enchanted defenses, leaping forward in an attempt to drive him back, or just land a critical enough blow to dispatch the Chosen then and there. A perfect opportunity for the cub to counter, bringing his sword down and to the side, meeting it in the middle of the air with a chop that left a line of blue fire in its wake.\n\n[q][i]Critical Hit!\n16 (+2) Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt, Fox Fire])![/i][/q]\n\nSuccess! A pained yelp rung forth from the barghest as he knocked it to the side, leaving behind a large, weeping black wound where the flame edged had [i]sliced[/i] into its tainted flesh! The blue flames upon his blade, meanwhile, were broken apart a second after they had cut through, returning to their unfocused shimmer.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 8/12.[/i][/q]\n\nPride rushed into his chest, bringing his snarl of pain and fear to curl into a sleight smile of victory—he might have even given a cheer, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was still in a dire predicament.\n\nThe blow was true, but the barghest still wasn’t finished, limping back onto all fours to stare incredulously at the small boy that had nearly bested it. Rennard, for his part, did his best to look as imposing as possible—pouring his Mana back into the Fox Fire enchanting his blade to return its deadly bite at yet further cost of his Mana.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nWith luck, with the damage he had inflicted earlier, just one more true strike would be all he’d need to dispatch the foe, and from there, free him to rush to the other fights and turn the tide. He would have tried to make the first move himself, except...\n\n[q][i]-1 Stamina. Stamina remaining 2/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe fatigue of the fight, of his long march through the woods, the push to the river, and the growing toll of the wound on his leg was starting to get to him. Sawyer had taught him, had [i]trained[/i] him how his body would move slower as he got tired. If he struck first, and the Barghest managed to counter and land another solid blow, then it would be he who fell, and not it...\n\nHe needed the creature to strike first... But, wounded as it was, the barghest was likewise cautious to approach, plotting how to get past the deadly weapon in the boy’s hands. Worse, the longer he kept his Mana focused onto his sword, and that threatening flame burning, the less he had. The demon could claim victory just by waiting his Mana Pool out, if it so desired...\n\nBut, instead, the demonic hound had a far more cunning, far more deadly play for time, as the last rays of the sunset were blotted out by the horizon, and what little light besides the one burning against his blade went with it.\n\nThe shadow of twilight swept across the little battlefield that had formed, and with it, obscured the demons in its concealing light. Kimi was fine, her many dancing Embers had kicked up a small fire slowly smoldering against the grass, whilst the will-o-wisps flicked this way and that made sure to keep her two opponents revealed. Lyca, too, seemed to be keeping up with the two evil canines she was combating, even as the seeping red wounds she accumulated kept up to the putrid black of theirs—using her sense of smell and hearing, as well as grappling fangs and paws, to inflict as painful, if not more so, blows as the ones they landed on her.\n\nThe only one in danger was him. He gulped as the foe in front of him disappeared from view, far enough from him that the weak flames coalesced around his weapon couldn’t cast aside the shadows it was hiding within. He tried to adopt as defensive a posture as he could, swinging his blade from side to side to illuminate the ground as best he could—hoping to catch the lesser demon’s ambush before it connected.\n\nA snap of a twig behind him alerted him to where it was coming from first, spinning about on his good foot to swing down to meet the demon.\n\n[q][i]-2 HP. 8/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nA partial deflection! The beast’s fangs brushed against his arm, scratching it in their wake, whilst his own pommel smacked against the monster for not much damage. But, it reminded him to try and rely upon his keen ears, the boiling instincts within him sharpening the organs to try and isolate the steps of his only briefly visible foe from the chaos further afield.\n\nBut... It was only limited in success. The barghest was more mindful of his following attacks, barely giving the cub more time than relying upon his eyes to react, letting the demon land knick, after knick, after knick on his being, whilst the exertion finally pushed his Stamina into the red—a single point left, before Exhaustion would take him, and he’d be a sitting duck. Even his Mana was drawing to its limits, too low for him to try and keep the flames focused, using the Fox Fire dancing along his weapon as a glorified torch.\n\nHe panted, huffing at the limits of his tolerances, as the wounded demon lingered just at the edge of his fire’s light. Dangit! Dangit, dangit, dangit! He was going to lose..! No doubt the damned demons had planned to attack at this time for this exact reason! If they hadn’t caught them closing in, they might have even waited until the sun had finally disappeared to give them such a supreme advantage.\n\nMeanwhile the moonrise they were waiting for felt like an eternity away... How many minutes, if not hours, would it be before the full moon was high enough above the horizon to trigger his curse!? Would that have been enough to turn around the fight he was in at this point? His frustrations grew, swirling into a prickling brew with his pain, his impending exhaustion, and [i]especially[/i] the growing, gnawing fear billowing out from his gut. The primal, barely constrained instincts he had been fighting against ever since his Therianthropy awakened gnawed at the back of his mind, [i]yelling[/i] at him to run, to flee... To surrender to blind panic in a desperate bid to escape, threatening to consume his reason just like his Curse did.\n\n...\n\nWhy not.\n\nRennard’s glared expression softened as he considered the last play he had in his hand. Maybe he and Kimi had been going about trying to control his werefox form the wrong way. Lycandra’s snarled, lust-crazed words bubbled up from the crevices of his frenzy-garbed memories, “Fuck Control.”\n\nThat mindset, the embracement of the new existence his blessed seed had bequeathed to her a few nights ago, might have been just as important as her animal affinity in allowing her to tame her new nature so readily.\n\nHis attempts to resist the current of primal rage and lust that consumed him had given him some familiarity with its nature, enough to know that the current terror growing within his mind was not the same as that brought forth by the moon’s light. But, he knew where he could find it—[i]plunging[/i] metaphorically into the rising tide of fear and anger, reaching down into the depths of his mind for the primal [i]beast[/i] that had sprouted thanks to that werewolf’s milk so many days ago.\n\n[q][i]Control Form Lvl 1 Acquired![/i][/q]\n\nHis sword dropped from his twitching fingers, as the first shivers of familiar change tickled across his young body. His huffing pants grew stronger, twisting into growled snarls as blood began to boil with his bestial frenzy, his tender jaw hanging lower and lower with every saliva-scattering breath to reveal slowly swelling fangs. Whilst his eyes, sharp and focused from his terror, briefly glazed over in a fugue of mindless feral rage, before focusing again upon his quarry with a predatory stare—his pupils narrowing into animalistic slits as they did so.\n\nPerhaps sending the oncoming danger, or just taking advantage of his dropped guard, the demon lurched forward, throwing itself into one final attack to lay the boy out with one last chomp. Yet, instead of finding purchase on his neck like it likely intended, Rennard’s left arm reached out, blocking the blow to let the demon’s bite dig once more into the skin and meat of his limb.\n\nExcept, this time, Rennard didn’t react. His pelt shivered as the muscles beneath his skin began to double in size, twisting and contorting the buckling bones they were latched onto with every snapping flex. The damage notification that popped up in front of his vision was disregarded, as were the announcements of his HP and Stamina bar beginning to replenish as he changed and his Endurance increased. Not that it might have mattered even if it hadn’t, as the frenzy boiling through his mind likely would have kept fighting even after it hit zero.\n\nThe pain in his leg and arm was all but gone, a muted afterthought that didn’t even tickle at the periphery of his instinct-driven mind. The only thing that did consume his thoughts was anger and hatred, and an instinctual aversion to the [i]anathema[/i] that latched itself onto his spiritually gifted body! The power of destruction his blessed nature imparted, the opposite side of the coin that brought him his enhanced virility, welled in his half-transformed body, as his sharpening, growing claws balled against his palm in an awkward fist which [i]slammed[/i] against the demonic dog’s head—sending it spiraling off of his other arm and back to the dirt with a pathetic yelp.\n\nThe lesser barghest twisted, whining as it struggled to get back onto all fours to escape the terror that was taking form. But, [i]he[/i] wasn’t going to let it escape back into the shadows. No sooner had it landed on the dirt than the shifting, growing cub was on top of it. His fangs repaying the favor that the demon’s had imparted with a clamping bite deep into the monster’s neck.\n\n[q][i]Feral Dire Fox Form Has Been Assumed!\nEffective Strength 2 (+24) -> 4 (+28)!\nEffective Endurance 12 -> 16!\nEffective Agility 16 -> 18!\n\nEffective Virility 48 -> 57!\nEffective Impregnation Chance 295% -> 315%!\nEffective Cock Size 8.7\t-> 10.4!\nEffective Ball Size 2.12 -> 2.54!\n\nEffective Hearing Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Scent Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Night Eyes Skill 1 -> 2![/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest whimpered again, but its attempts to escape stopped as those deadly ivories sprouting from the boy’s larger, feral snout tickled against his vertebra—passed the foul black blood which escaped from the puncture wounds around his teeth. With but a twist of his now feral head, and a redoubled effort of his fangs with his enhanced Strength, he might have been able to snap the demon’s spine in half and bring an end to the creature that had [i]dared[/i] to oppose him.\n\nIf Rennard’s better nature was still at the helm of his body, he might have done just that to ensure that his loved ones were safe. But, his strategy to draw this power out required him to surrender [i]completely[/i] to the instincts and impulses which raged within his therianthropic being. The primal fury which burned behind his growls and trembled behind his bite with the promise of death at any wrong move was one half of that bargain, but the other... The other burned with his rutting instincts, drawing his ten-inch feral cock from its engorged sheath—every flex through the precum sputtering member rocking the red rocket upwards to slap against the barghest's wet, heat-consumed spade.\n\nThe scent of the demon’s fertility tickled against his nostrils, evoking a similar rousing of his lustful impulses as the heats of his pack’s had before making them his—although it danced alongside a similar averse impulse to the accursed hound’s nature. But, at least for the moment, the mindless, frenzied boy’s desires teetered ever so slightly towards the one he was more familiar with—driving his now feral hips to drag back to line his precum-drooling point up to the sinfully hot sex [i]quivering[/i] with equal parts fear and desire against the sacred prick nestling into his folds.\n\nThe touch of his tool against the beast held helpless in his jaws seemed to be uncomfortable, causing the barghest to reflexively pull away from the divine dick’s touch. But, such acts only incensed the rutting dire kit, causing his hips to [i]slam[/i] forward, rewarding the barghest’s hesitation with the burning length plunging deep into his needy feral sex. Pain and shame spilled forth with the barghest’s howl of defeat as he was claimed, music to the lustful boy’s thoughtless mind—[i]especially [/i]since he could hear the underlying tenor of [i]bliss[/i] brewing beneath the demon’s warbling song, not to mention [i]feel[/i] it as the monster’s spade paradoxically clenched against the very white hot tool driving into his body.\n\nRennard’s chest drummed with satisfaction, coaxing his lurid rod to twitch against the barghet’s lips, spilling beads of anointing cream straight against the depths of the twisted mockeries’ walls. His hips followed through with his rutting press, rolling back to drag the sanctifying shaft back along the shivering cunt lips cleansed by his precum, before ramming in deeper than before to scratch the deepest core of the demon’s twisted fertility. All the while, the feral kit’s frenzied blue eyes glanced past the cowed black ears of the shadowy bitch trapped by his jaws to see his gawking mate’s stares focused upon his victorious breeding—whatever threats they had been contending with either vanquished, or having retreated after displaying his power in all of its majesty.\n\nOr, so the primal half-thoughts briefly bobbing to the surface of his regressed mind theorized. Whatever the case, the knowledge that his two feral-wives were watching as he sired another litter only encouraged the boy, his forepaws raking their claws against the injured bargest’s chest to pull his demonic bitch into each excited thrust! Each crash of feral hips against feral hips drew with it a renewed whimpering howl from his conflicted lover, even as the mixture of sensations sparkled with every driving thrust of glistening red meat into its black, tenebrous body brought a quivering gush of sinful estrus pouring down over the thick tool—falling upon the small puddle of overflowing holy essence between their hind legs with a sizzling reaction.\n\nDid his divine nature as the Chosen conflict with the demon’s psyche as much as its twisted mockery of existence prickled against his? The feral-minded stud was hardly in a state to seriously consider the possibility, but the faint inkling of the concept brushing against the surface of his mind was enough to make the boy’s ichor-stained lips twist into a grin as every shameful note of pleasure extorted from the monster’s maw overcame it. 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Probably.\n\nStill, there was no way that this attack wouldn’t work, he thought as his demonic eyes glanced across the half-dozen lesser barghests he had snuck away from the castle with—including the one that still sported the healing wounds upon its maw that best knew the Chosen’s scent. The boy had barely managed to survive just two of their kind before. Even if his adventurer rescuer was still with him, six should be more than enough to split them apart from their charge, and when they did...\n\n‘Bam~! That’s when he’d get his paws on him!’ Keras schemed with a wide, toothy smile. When the kit was alone, hard pressed and on the verge of defeat by one of the shadow dogs, that’s when he’d strike! He’d slip in behind the brat, and with his hypnotizing words, abduct the boy and put a collar on him~\n\nOnce the boy was his pet, everything else would fall into place... Controlling the boy’s virility would make him the de facto [i]KING[/i] of demons! He’d oust that upstart Demon Lord, make his mother and all the other demons bow to him in exchange for the [i]privilege[/i] of playing with his toy or receiving a single drop of his fecundity!\n\nThe only question is if he’d let the mortals of this world swear fealty to him, or just wait a generation for demonkind’s virile offspring to invade and finish collapsing the world completely to chaos!\n\n“This seems dangerous,” another feral mutt growled warrily, while making sure to stick out of reach of the royal demonic brat’s reach as he voiced his concerns. “The boy still seems to be on the edge of [i]her[/i] woods. Risking her ire on the eve of a full moon seems... dangerous.”\n\n“Pssh. She can’t be everywhere at once~ Besides, this is the best time to ambush him! She wouldn’t dare expect such an audacious abduction!” The demon boy beamed from ear to ear, licking his lips as he could practically [i]taste[/i] that tender boy’s virile soul already. “Now... Hurry up and keep sniffing, I want to track him down before nightfall... Just in case she [i]is[/i] nearby.”\n\n“Y– Yes... Lord Keras.”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n[q][i]Rennard - Level 9 Breeder Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]36/36[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]6/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str [/i][i]\t[/i][i]2 (26)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]11 (5)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12 (6)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]19 (9)[/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]8.7[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Virility: [/i][i]\t[/i][i]24 (48)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Ball Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]2.12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]I. 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That, and by the insufferable warmth of many warm, fuzzy bodies lying against him, and the aches of a body not quite used to sleeping without a bed yet.\n\nWith sleep weary eyes, the youth’s bright blue eyes glanced at the source of the heat nestled against him. The entire pack, as well as Kimi, had fallen asleep as close to him as they could. Particularly his two wives, which must have exercised some of their rights to secure the most prestigious part against him. Kimi, in particular, looked absolutely adorable nestled underneath his left arm, her shallow breaths pressing her chest against his side, whilst her snout nestled just underneath his chin. Lycandra would have been a contender, slumbering against him in her true feral form—if it wasn’t for the fact that her larger size made her a blanket many times larger than her cub husband, all but drawing the right side of his body and using his arm more as a pillow instead. The other five wolves, meanwhile, were pressed against his feet, or cradled in against the other ferals, creating an unbroken blanket of adorable fur that kept away the cold of night.\n\nAlthough, the wholesomeness of the situation was somewhat undermined by the fact that his Rut-fueled lusts had ensured he awoke with quite the morning wood... All eight and some change inches at full mast, lounging against Theron’s face, save for whenever his bubbling arousal caused the length to twitch and lazily tap against the cuntwolf’s brow—drawing the lightest of playful rumbles from the slumbering beast in return.\n\nBut, if he was focusing on how cute the situation he found himself was, Kimi was particularly so... With how she was peacefully slumbering against him, it was hard to tell that the vixen was his sister. Sure, with a particularly close examination, he could see some of her facial features reflected in her feral face, but otherwise she looked no different than any other fox he might have seen—well, save for her exemplary size that brought her just a few sizes smaller than Lyca.\n\nHe couldn’t help but shift the arm wrapped around her—the only one he could move thanks to the weight of a wolf resting on his right—to risk disturbing her by delivering a doting pet against the back of her ears. A silent giggle rolled through his mind as she unconsciously pushed into the pet, her fluffy tail tapping against another one of the wolves... Oh, she’d kill him if he told her she was petting her like their dog!\n\nOr maybe not... Could that be one of the things she was into as well? She was hiding a lot of adult things and desires from before... Like just [i]how[/i] deep her love for him went. Well, he wasn’t going to risk telling her anyway.\n\nConsidering how rested he was, and how the rest of his sort of extended family of feral lovers were still slumbering contently against him, Kimi’s plan must have worked. Who knows how long the wolves and his sister had stayed up for the task of ensuring he got a restful night’s sleep despite the moon compelled lust and ferocity. His memories were... slightly better this time around, perhaps because of Kimi’s efforts, or perhaps because he was starting to adapt to the primal mind the ‘blessing’ dragged him to. A blush swept across his cheeks as he particularly recalled what Kimi had done, numbly flicking his tongue against his lips to see if any flavor lingered from his seed thereon... But it looks like the hour or more of werewolf (and occasional Kimi bonus rounds) had long replaced any seed left in his maw with bestial lycanthrope and vixen spit.\n\nHis fur was an utter mess, of course... Matted from his many fecund releases underneath the hammering hips and hungry maws of his wolf pack, as well as Kimi’s own contributions. He’d have to have a bath before he and Kimi set off...\n\n...\n\nNot that there was much hope of doing so at the moment. Even if he [i]could[/i] pull his arms and legs out from underneath his many feral lovers to escape, he couldn’t bring himself to potentially disturb their rest—especially not after they had tuckered themselves out so much to help him. No matter how uncomfortably warm he was getting with that many warm snoozing lupines against him.\n\n...Especially not since he was going to have to say goodbye to them for at least a couple of weeks as he had to go do his stupid Main Quest...\n\nWell, no matter. This gave him time to try and look over his Character Sheet. He didn’t see any improvement in skills on the sheet, but... Considering he had at least a bit more recall over last night, he imagined that there must have been some progress—or at least he hoped. It looked like Spirit would be important for controlling his werefox transformations, or at least retaining his mind, so perhaps he should increase his Spirit Growth rate? Sure, it’d get halved whenever the Moon was full, but it would help him control himself around all the people in town too, assuming he could keep his Chosenhood a secret.\n\nAlthough, there could be all sorts of new Feats he’d unlocked as part of awakening his therianthropy... Not that he could tell without a free slot to begin browsing through his options. Still, it should be something he looked into, especially since Lycandra had one. He was just about to see if he could examine what that Fear did when she noticed that her Therianthropy had specified her as a wolf, yet... When he looked at his own, it still just had that blanked out space of question marks...\n\n...Much like the one he still had on his Character Sheet that only appeared whenever he looked at his Feat list.\n\n[q][i]??? (Passive) - Mysterious Power Granted to the Goddess’ Chosen.[/i][/q]\n\nDid his Therianthropy manifest differently because he was the Chosen? Maybe it had to do with the fact that all the boys and girls he sired came out as their mother’s species, so likewise any therianthropy he blessed an animal with turned them into a were-version of their own species. How would that work with anthros though? If he went dire mode on an anthro wolf like Chloe would she turn into a werewolf, or a werefox?\n\nFor that matter, just what other ‘powers and abilities’ were hidden behind that one enigmatic description... His Duty seemed to be a part of it, but he couldn’t tell anything else by just reading them again and again—even if he tried to use Analyze upon his own sheet (which didn’t seem to do anything, but it was worth checking). Well, he guessed the Main Quest would reveal more, as well as just blind experiment.\n\nStill... While he was looking over his sheet, his mind turned to a new icon he had received. It was there yesterday, but... He never really had the time or thought to examine it. A Forms Menu... He must have acquired it when he first transformed, but obviously wasn’t in the state of mind to be able to investigate it. Curiously, it did seem to be one of the grayed out buttons from before... Did that mean he was always meant to turn into a werefox as part of the game– this [i]world’s[/i] plot, or maybe there were other methods of transformation he was meant to acquire..?\n\nAnother mystery for him to seek answers to another time. For now, the Forms menu was pretty bare bones... Just his default ‘cub’ form, and the feral dire fox form he had managed to take, listing out the stat benefits and a small fluff descriptor—although, there did seem to be quite a lot of room for him to take more. Although for now, only two additional ones seemed to be hinted at with empty slots and vague outlines of their shapes—a true feral form like Kimi without the extra size and strength and a monstrous humanoid form like the werewolf who nursed him, he’d imagine.\n\nHmmm... Could he try to transform on his own? Sure, he didn’t have the Control Form skill that Lyca did, but... He didn’t need a skill to wield a sword, only to use it well! How to go about it, though... No matter how he tried to ‘select’ his dire-feral form in the menu, it didn’t seem to do anything—then again, the only time the Sheet seemed to have any sort of interactivity was when he was looking up information, or selecting a Feat. Maybe, like with the Magic he was being trained in by Kimi, it required an action or thought on his behalf...\n\nHe closed his eyes, and tried to remember what it felt like when he transformed... That slumbering primal power currently bubbling up beneath his conscious mind, fueling the lustful rut he found himself in. \n\nMmm... Cub? Could he eventually use magic to change his apparent age~? That could be fun, pretending to be an adult for a short while. Although... He could also use it to make Kimi younger~ It would be fun to make her the same age as their younger sister and be the big brother for a change! Especially if he got Kaldric with the same transformation!\n\nExcept... Those two weren’t at home when he and Kimi came here, and likely would have just come back to an empty house—deflating the boy’s devious plotting with the memory of his lost family... Which very easily went from there to his Mom and Dad...\n\n“Mmm... What sort of devious antics are you thinking of now...” Kimi’s words saved him from his deflating thoughts with her words, causing Rennard’s blue eyes to glance down at his sister’s lovely, still oh so adorable, expression resting against his chest.\n\n“Nothing~” He teased, shifting awkwardly to press a tender, chaste kiss upon his sister-wife’s feral nose. “Just thinking you’re absolutely adorable there... Say, do you think I could put a collar on you and take you for a walk–”\n\n[center][i]1 + 3 Damage[/i][/center]\n\nThe bob from the vixen’s Foxfire’d paw against his ear was exactly the reaction he was expecting—coaxing a high pitched, giggling yelp from his throat, and a reflexive twist away which quickly roused the rest of his wolves into full alert. Well, until their expressions changed to one of stupefied wonder as Rennard was chased to the stream by his sister—his tail and dick wagging as he laughed all the way.\n\n“C’mere you brat! You want to talk about collars? I’ll slap one on your neck to keep you out of trouble if you’re that into them!”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nThey left later than they should have. Rennard was dragging his feet the entire time during the bath, and the wolves, particularly the ones other than Lyca, further complicated matters by taking the opportunity to play with their cub-alpha in the stream while they could. Surprisingly enough, Kimi didn’t put her foot down, even taking a back seat to idly chat with Lyca, or some of the wolves that had picked up more Anthro Familiarity to speak last night, watching the wolves currently licking over the boy’s fur, chasing him about the water, or them ‘dutifully helping’ the rutting boy with his sizable excitement. \n\nBut, eventually... It came time to leave. One whimpering pup was hard enough to disappoint, but [i]five!?[/i] His little heart couldn’t take it! Rennard consoled both himself and his pack that his departure was only temporary—once he had finished doing what he needed to do in Carran, he would return, even if only for a short while as he honored his promise to Mivni and sorted out a means of food for the pack and the many pups they were excitedly looking forward to bring into the world.\n\nIt didn’t make it any easier to bear, of course... Even hours after saying goodbye to the wolves Rennard was still pouting like a boy that had been denied a toy—glumly kicking his foot against any rocks they passed while following the vague direction of his Guidance miracle. Lycandra was somewhat better, despite knowing her siblings for all her life. She was only going to be away from them for a day or two before trotting back, after all, it was the impending farewell to her new husband that she wasn’t looking forward to.\n\n“So, it's going to take you threeish days if you go straight there, but five if you go along the river. Shouldn’t you be able to use that nifty miracle of yours to do the former?” Lyca asked. For the moment, the she-wolf was sticking to her late-teens looking anthro form, getting more familiarity with it while she was in her mate’s company, whilst Kimi trotted along on the boy’s other side—still somewhat huffily lurking close to her brother while Lyca was with them, but growing a touch more accepting of her presence than before.\n\n“Maybe, but... I can only use it a few times a day, and it's not like any of us are good at navigating a straight line through terrain on our own. Unless there’s a road we come across, we could just end up getting lost and wasting more time,” Rennard replied. His cloak was parted, letting his ample bits be on full display—the better to lure in more animals when it came time for them to take a break from walking.\n\n“Not to mention there’s the issue of food... Feasting as a dire beast tonight doesn’t seem to have been very nourishing for our husband, and after this morning he’s down to only one lot of rations. Neither of us know how to butcher and prepare game, so our best bet for gathering food is finding fish from the river. We can cook that with our flames, and while it might not be the most edible meal, it [i]would[/i] be satisfying.”\n\n“That and I can use my other Miracle to gather water whenever we need from it,” he added with a smile. “So... Longer. But no risk of getting lost or starving.”\n\n“Hmmph. I suppose that all makes sense... Well, unless you can learn to become a feral fox on command, then we could just help teach you to hunt properly~” The larger wolfess added, flopping a hand down against her smaller cub husband’s head to ruffle the fur on his scalp fondly—adding a giggle to the mix when the youth feebly tried to squirm away from her stronger grip.\n\n“Still...” Rennard sheepishly replied after finally managing to pull the teen wolf’s hand off of his head, with the slightest hint of a grin on his lips after doing so. “Do you think there’s something wrong?”\n\n“Hmm? What do you mean?” Lyca added, blinking at the pair of foxes.\n\n“Well, I’ve not been hiding my scent and yet no creatures have come to, well, quench their heats,” he added, glancing at Kimi and Lyca that both seemed to be puzzled by his concern on the matter... Of course, part of it might be disappointment that Experience wasn’t walking right to him. After all the shenanigans with the wolves, he [i]must[/i] have been a magic pixel away from leveling up!\n\n“Well, that might be because they’re being scared away,” Kimi answered, glancing past her brother and to the likely cause... The puzzled, bare naked, and buxom wolf girl standing close to his side.\n\n“Oh... Yeah, I kinda forgot I was walking with a wolf... I guess you’d still smell like a dangerous predator too,” he giggled with a bashful smile, rubbing the back of his own head as apologetically as he could.\n\n“Oh hush~” The lupine ass answered with a demure rumble, before reaching over and yanking her husband in against her front—burying his face once again in her ample breasts that were only likely to grow and develop further as the pups grew within her branded womb. “Although, if you’re needing to take a break and blow off some of that rut desire, my love, I’m happy to oblige~ I want to take a crack at doing that thing Kimi did to you last night~”\n\n[q][i]Arousal 8/10[/i][/q]\n\n“O- Oh, uh...” Rennard gulped, whilst his loins showed his true feelings on the offer with a heady throb of his half-erect cock, and a fresh string of pre trickling from the fat tapered point to soak into the soil between his feet. “That would be... Fun.”\n\n“Come on. It's not time to rest yet,” Kimi interjected with a smile.\n\n“But... Maybe that could be fun. I could share a few tricks with you to teach you how to properly pleasure our husband... And see how he reacts to seeing us lapping over his knot from either hip~” She continued with a sultry murmur, and a rubbing pass against his legs to add to the tantalizing image she proposed.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 9/10[/i][/q]\n\n“N– Not fair...” The boy added with a whine, shoving his face as deep as he could into Lyca’s cleavage to hide his blush of arousal... Even if there was no hiding the now fully erect boy dick pulsing with need between her thighs. Maybe it was time to fap again and doll out some seed to whatever flowers he happened to spy over the next couple of minutes...\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n“I’m beat.” Rennard whined as he finally flopped onto the ground. An entire day of walking had left him beat, but they had managed to return to the side of the river by pushing another half hour of walking this afternoon. Fortunately, his Stat Ups had allowed him to walk for about four hours before he’d be absolutely exhausted, but they had pushed more than that thanks to some small breaks throughout the journey—both to let his Stamina recuperate a few points, and so that the kit could pump out a few shots of virile vulpine seed onto the ground when his libido started to become a bit too unwieldy.\n\nSurprisingly, no beasts showed themselves even when Lyca tried to stay a bit away to not scare them off. But, perhaps that was just due to him still reeking of wolves from his earlier ‘playtime’ with the pack, or for hugging too close to her... Not that the kit minded just having his two wives to play with, of course! Even if Lyca needed to learn a bit of gentleness while using her hands to pleasure him—she might not fully grasp it for their intended evening play session, but he was still looking forward to the result nonetheless with a wagging tail.\n\n“Hmmm...” Lyca sprawled out next to him, having reverted to her feral after the hours of walking became too much to her.\n\n“What’s up?” He asked, while taking advantage of how close she lay to rub his dull claws along her ears, drawing a pleased rumble from the large feral as he did so.\n\nUnlike Kimi, who was a bit huffy about being treated like a feral animal due to being a former anthro like himself, Lyca was content with all her animal mannerisms still—a fact that the lighthearted Rennard had started to cherish! After all, a wolf was like a bigger, badder, and [i]cooler[/i] dog, and having a loyal werewolf at his beck and call was a delight all on its own! Although... There was certainly one other, more sordid benefit, as he was reminded of when the feral werewolf wiggled her way closer into his petting hands—turning about on her back to expose her belly to his ruffling hands, and from there, let his blue eyes spy the brand his seed had placed upon her flat belly, right above the black lips of her spade.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 6/10[/i][/q]\n\n‘Nnn... Dang rut,’ he mentally chided himself, not that there was much point bothering to hide the result of his lurid thoughts as his mighty Chosenhood began to press against the folds of his cloak.\n\n“It's just been... quiet.” Lyca eventually replied, grumping lightly even as her tail began to wag in concert to her boy-husband’s. “I don’t hunt much in this part of the woods, but...”\n\n“Yeah... I know what she means. It's been a bit unnerving,” Kimi added with a worried rumble, staring at the antics the other two were getting up too with the slightest hint of a pout to her expression.\n\n“Could we be near to where the wyvern was hunting? Maybe that’s the reason?” Rennard answered, looking down at the fluffy, adorable beast spread out next to him. It surely wouldn’t be that bad if he rolled over and just... worked out some of his excess sexual desire with her in that position, right..? What a turn around that would be... Pinning down Lyca on her back, just like the beast had done when she took his virginity, inadvertently introducing him to his role as the Chosen...\n\nHe was just about to push himself onto his knees and mount her when he was interrupted by a large forepaw against his snout, and an unapologetic whimper from the wolf teen beneath him. “Sorry, Rennard... I think I better keep my attention focused upon the woods for now.”\n\n“B– But... Fine...” The kit slid back onto his rump with a sour pout, huffing with drooped ears—even as his vivid red pole slipped out from between his cloak to still demand attention. He [i]did[/i] consider asking Kimi if she’d want to help, but... He figured she’d take it a bit poorly if it seemed like she was his second choice, and she likewise seemed to be paying a lot of attention to the woods.\n\n“I guess I’ve just got to use my paw...” He murmured, flopping back against the riverbank, as the hand that had been fondling Lyca’s warm, furry body gave a teasing stroke across his hefty asset. Maybe if he was lucky, starting to play with himself would cause some beastie to finally reveal itself from his scent for him to shoot his load into instead!\n\n“Not just yet, Rennard,” Kimi interjected with her babysitter voice again, drawing another melodramatic, agonized growl from the horny cub’s lips—complete with his hands coming to rest over his face in frustration. “Its a bit later than when we normally camp because we wanted to reach the river to fish in the morning. You need to fetch some firewood for a campfire like Sawyer taught you. Well, unless you want to be cold all day.”\n\n“I’d be fine with the enchanted cloak Chloe gave me!” He retorted, poking out his tongue. “But... It [i]would[/i] be nice to have a fire I guess.”\n\n“There’s a good boy... Look, get the fire going, then we have to tie you up so you don’t go running off on the last night of the Full Moon, and [i]then[/i] we can see about giving you a goodnight’s rest by taking care of that not-so-little monster down there, alright?” Kimi answered with her best, apologetic smile on her feral visage.\n\n“Alright, alright, I will~” He answered, drawing out the final word as he slowly, reluctantly, rolled himself back onto his feet—resting one hand against the top of the sheath of his sword, right behind the crossguard, like he had been taught. His right hand, meanwhile, briefly checked on the kobold knife resting against that respective hip to ensure that it was properly secured—just in case he’d need to cut up some of the sticks he found.\n\n“Who knows, maybe I’ll even find a fish for you to cook if we’re lucky... But that might be a breakfast thing with the time we have,” Kimi added with another smile, before finishing a long, languishing stretch to trot over to his side. Shortly thereafter joined by Lyca who rolled onto her feet as well—although she kept a looser formation, trotting about in a wide circle around him like some sort of roaming vanguard.\n\n“I still think you’re being too paranoid,” Rennard retorted, rolling his eyes as he began to search about the nearby forest for the dry wood like he had been shown by the bunny adventurer.\n\nFortunately, even as the sun began to slide down to the horizon, his vulpine eyes gave him a bit better ease to see with the growing twilight. Although, that didn’t exactly make it quick work either with his below novice survival skill, and the rather limited tools he had to work with.\n\nBut, a half hour or so’s effort, and he at least had gathered enough to make a small fire—maybe not enough to last throughout the night, but at least enough to offer some warmth and protection against wild beasts for the first half of the night. The lazy cantor he assumed as he prodded about the forest for firewood might have also slowed down his search, but it also allowed another few points of Stamina to return.\n\n“Wait.” Kimi’s sharp tone cut the boy off just as he was about to make his way back to the impromptu camp they had made, with his backpack full of sticks slung from one hand.\n\n“What’s up..?” Rennard was about to give a comforting response before he saw how both her [i]and[/i] Lyca’s hackles were raised—their amber eyes staring out into the growing darkness of the wood just ahead of them.\n\nHis blues turned the same direction, dropping the backpack of fire fuel and other supplies he had on him to his feet, whilst he tightened his hand against his blunt sword. He was sure that they were just being overprotective again, but... A looming sense of deja vu began to build in the back of his mind. He had been in a similar situation before, in an area of the woods not too far away from here. A memory that made his left arm itch where the flesh had been regrown and reknitted thanks to Kimi’s magic.\n\n“Should I hide..?” He followed, gulping lightly as he considered his options. The demons couldn’t have tracked him down again so soon, could they..? Sure, he had gotten distracted on not one, but [i]two[/i] side quests, and should have been at or near Carran by now, but...\n\n“It's too late for that,” Lyca added back with a snarling growl.\n\n“But I don’t see–” Kimi interrupted him by calling forth the blue flames of her magic, the embers dancing along her tail to gather into a wisp of flames at the edge, before the limb flicked to lob the ball of magical fire into the woods in front of them... And cast aside the shadows of the trees with its baleful blue light to reveal the beasts hiding within them.\n\nThe dark, shaggy fur of the feral hounds—and most particular, the crimson demonic eyes resting between their darkness blending fur—were unmistakable. Barghests, just like the two that had been searching for him before. Except, instead of a pair, there now stood near a half-dozen of the monstrous creatures, loosely arrayed out in the shadows and spreading out in an attempt to surround them.\n\n“Rennard... Run.” Kimi growled.\n\nThe demons, meanwhile, seeing that their attempt to ambush their quarry had been foiled, began to step out from the trees and shadows that they had been hiding within—drawing closer while he and his two feral wives stepped back to try and adopt a more defensive position closer together.\n\n“N– Not a chance!” He gulped, taking a deep breath to try and bury the fear welling within his breast down. Before, using his left arm to untie his cloak to part the flap and reveal the lithe, bare and leather-strap clad boyish frame beneath, his right pulled the sword from its sheath. He quickly settled into a defensive posture, sword raised and ready to use its weight to chop down against any of the feral beasts like he had practiced with the wolves. His eyes, meanwhile, glared at the closest of the demonic dogs, focusing as he was instructed, until his Analyze skill activated.\n\n[q][i]Lesser Barghest (Cuntboy) - Lvl 9[/i][/q]\n\nA level nine... The same as he and effectively Kimi, whilst Lycandra was only a level behind. It was possible that the others ranged from eight to ten, but that still made it a relatively even fight... So long as it was one to one. But they had almost double their number, and unlike before when he and Kimi had ambushed one by itself to dispatch it before its partner could intervene, these moved together as a pack, and he doubted that Sawyer was nearby to save them once again.\n\n“This isn’t the time for misbehaving! We can keep them off of you long enough for the moon to rise, then you can flee!” She barked back, snarling as more flaming embers coalesced around her, bobbing in the soft breeze for a moment before being slung forward with your will to bombard the closest of the dogs!\n\n“I’M NOT GOING TO ABANDON YOU TWO OR MY PUPS!” He growled back, lips barring in as frightening, and as defiant, of an expression as he could manage—even if the tightly held grip upon his sword revealed the source of his shouting protest was frustration, rather than conviction.\n\nHe knew she was right logically. He had only really gotten a hold of how to hold and swing his sword, yet alone fight with it. His magical skill was just as mediocre, and with the rut-swinging his psyche towards mindless depravity, his mediocre Intelligence stat had been tanked even further to make any attempt at unleashing a supportive magical assault to be little more than a waste of mana. She and Lyca, meanwhile, were more than capable of protecting themselves, and by extension, protecting him. There was a chance that if they didn’t have to protect him, that they could keep themselves safe and retreat once he was far enough away, but...\n\nWhat if they didn’t? What if the barghests were too much for them and they got hurt, or worse..? The image burned within his mind as the demonic hounds darted forward, doing their best to dodge the vixen’s magical attack and leap at their foes. Could he forgive himself for that? For letting the mothers of his children and closest companions fall just so he could cowardly run away?\n\nA hound each leapt at his two feral protectors—Kimi darting back to unleash another flurry of Fox Fire in its face for its attempt to bite her, whilst Lyca took the blow head on to reply with a flesh tearing chomp of her own. A third, meanwhile, took the distraction the other two provided to dive past them and jump straight for him—drawing close enough to the kit that Rennard could spy the barest hint of half-faded scars on its lips.\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted back, attempting to pivot to chase after the one closing the distance to him, or at least fire off another spell—but the bargest that had come to support its brethren by rushing at her, forcing her back or risk being dispatched with one well timed bite.\n\n“I’ve got this!” He called out, doing his best to keep his fear and uncertainty at bay as he swung down, punishing the creature’s attempt to pounce upon him with a swift smack against his face with his sword! Whilst his Intelligence stat had taken a hit from his rut, it [i]did[/i] double his Strength thanks to his Feat, bringing his physical might almost on par with Lyca’s—making him a somewhat fearsome threat in hand to hand combat!\n\n[i][s]9[/s] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i]\n\nMuch like the last time he had fought the demons, the notification of how much damage he had inflicted appealed as a thought in the back of his mind—as well as a set of scrolling text which rolled upwards from where he had hit his opponent!\n\n4 Damage... Less than he had inflicted with Itza’s Dagger, likely because the knife was sharp and in good condition, while the old sword he had been gifted to train with was so blunt that only a proper blacksmith could restore it to working order. Perhaps it would be better to discard it and pull out the knife again...\n\nHe shook his head, recalling how that had gone last time—a mangled arm, and Kimi all but crying over him for how injured he had gotten. Whereas with the sword, the advantage of reach gave him some small advantage, bonking the barghest’s snap at his person aside whilst he took a step back to recenter his guard.\n\n“God damnit, they’re harrying us.” Lyka spat out a mouthful of demonic ichor as the barghest she was ripping into pried itself away, leaving her in the middle of another pair of demons herself. “They’re trying to keep us busy, while someone else goes in for the kill. It's a tactic we use all the time.”\n\nWhile one goes in for the kill..? He imagined that it was the barghest he was facing down, then... Maybe it was the strongest of their number—if they were lucky, or they just didn’t consider him enough of a threat to warrant the best of their number. Perhaps he should just consider himself fortunate that they believed his two feral protectors were strong enough to warrant such a tactic, rather than bulldoze past them with the weight of their numbers.\n\nBut it also likely meant he was going to have to deal with the demon in front of him by himself. He grit his teeth, exposing his fangs with an instinctive snarl as he fended off the beast’s attack again, and again, needing to try and flourish one defensive strike into the next as the quadruped tried to push its way past his guard and get its deadly fangs on him.\n\n[q][i]4[/i][i] 2 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]7[/i][i] 3 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]9[/i][i] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][/q]\n\nBut, his defensive flourish could only go on for so long before his Novice skills finally made a mistake, his grip slipping on his sword after it rebounded from the force of impacting against the monster’s scalp—delaying his follow up just long enough for the demon to close in and land a bite upon his leg!\n\n[q][i]-10 HP. 26/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThe boy’s eyes watered as pain shot through his leg. The red hot, burning agony of teeth tearing into flesh and scraping against bone that he had felt the last time that the monsters had gotten his arm. He quenched his reflexive yell as best he could, swallowing it in his throat beneath an agony-fueled growl so as to not distract the other two from their duels and potentially make a mistake. He needed to think fast, before the beast used its grip upon his foot to rip his guard out from underneath him.\n\nBut what? His sword swung down, trying to fend off the beast and get it to release him, but with it now being inside of his guard the best his pommel strikes did was inflict a single point of damage to the monster and coax its jaws tighter around his limb—doing more damage just by the twist of its fangs to him than he was doing to it!\n\n[q][i]1 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])!\n-3 HP. 22/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThat was when his eyes focused upon the blood trickling out from around the puncturing fangs buried in the brown fur of his calf... He remembered being taught in his science class back home that people, and especially their blood, was mostly water. He had to believe that Demon’s weren’t much different, fighting past the pain to speak as his left hand released to press against the barghest’s head.\n\n“Purify!” He shouted, trying to invoke his Miracle of Water Protection. \n\n[q][i]Purify Water Used! 1/2 Uses Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nHe felt the Divinity within him respond to his attempt, flowing into his hand, and from there, into the world. The barghest snarled, a hint of pain in the back of its throat that made him think that his creative interpretation of the holy blessing he had received might have worked... Only for the flow of power to end without a single Damage notification playing out before his eyes—although he could have sworn he felt [i]something[/i], or rather, [i]someone[/i] giggling at his attempt.\n\nHe didn’t have enough time to consider just what that potentially false impression was before the demonic hound pulled him down, sending him toppling to the ground—knocking the wind from his chest as it did so.\n\n[q][i]-12 HP. 10/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted when she saw him topple downwards, making another go at trying to fight her way past—only to have the barghest she wasn’t focusing on at the time land a bite against her shoulder.\n\nHe scowled, keeping his right hand on his sword’s grip, whilst his left hand pulled the kobold knife from its sheath on his hip and [i]slammed[/i] it down with all the strength he could muster against the barghest!\n\n[q][i]5 Damage Inflicted with Itza’s Knife![/i][/q]\n\n[i]That[/i] at least made the damn dog spit his leg out, backing off with a reflexive yelp which allowed the cub to crawl a further foot away and, with some effort, stand back on his feet—although it also unfortunately wrenched his knife from his hand as it did so, sending it toppling to the dirt between him and the demon hunting him.\n\nHe probably shouldn’t put much weight upon his wounded leg, but such concerns were an idle thought at the moment, as the adrenaline coursing through his blood kept the pain of torn muscles to a dull throb until this fight had finished—however it’ll go.\n\n[i]Think. Think. Think! What sort of hero are you if you can’t handle a SINGLE demon!?[/i] He seethed quietly, flicking his eyes towards Kimi to see that she had at least escaped the situation his distraction had found her in—searing the biting barghest’s face to make it let go of her so that she could then counter bite with her flame-engulfed fangs.\n\nThose flames... His ears twitched as he remembered the trick she had pulled during their last encounter, using the flames she had enchanted her paw or bites with to instead work on the knife he was using. It had been enough of a handy combo to have fallen the barghest before it had reduced his HP to zero, but she was too far away, and too busy using her flames and diminishing Mana Pool to keep herself from falling to her two opponents.\n\nBut... He had that spell now too. Yes, he didn’t have her Proficiencies, or her Intelligence, and he had only practiced with it a little. But... If he could shape it... If he could use it to make an edge to the dulled blade he wielded and remove the damage reduction its poor condition had...\n\nIt was better than nothing, and he had little time to think as the injured Barghest spat the boy’s sizzling blood from his mouth. The fog of arousal and primal instinct covering his mind had, at least for this moment, cleared as he fought for his life, allowing him to direct his Mana with an almost clear mind. Blue Flames danced into existence along the tips of his left hand, spreading to the arming sword in his right as his touch brushed along the blade’s fuller—engulfing the metal in a burning haze of azure in their wake which illuminated the left side of his face in the shadows of the oncoming twilight.\n\n[q][i]Fox Fire Used! -1 Mana. Mana Remaining 11/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest warily eyed the enchanted blade, but Rennard wasn’t done... At best, the unfocused, flickering Fox Fire coating the sword-turned-club might have only increased its damage by one. It made the demon hesitate since it didn’t know the flames he imbued were significantly weaker than those Kimi had used last time, but as soon as he hit the monster, that uncertainty would be removed.\n\nHe needed to make the flames stronger. He needed to make them [i]sharper[/i]. He gripped the handle with both hands, and focused the Mana within him to channel through both limbs and into the old sword, whilst he tried to picture the image he wanted the flames to take as vividly as he could in his head. A thin, razer sharp point—none of the flickering dancing touch of destruction that the wild blue flames currently possessed. A blade of flame to support the sword in his hand.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe flames [i]tightened[/i] underneath his focus and will, drawing closer and closer to the shape he desired... Until, with a quarter of his limited pool burned on just the attempt, it took shape. Wisps of flame still escaped along the trailing edge of the blade with every subtle motion it took while in his hands, but the point he needed—the point he had imagined into being—presented itself to the barghest in front of him.\n\nNow, to see if it worked...\n\nWith a snarl, the demon desired to test his enchanted defenses, leaping forward in an attempt to drive him back, or just land a critical enough blow to dispatch the Chosen then and there. A perfect opportunity for the cub to counter, bringing his sword down and to the side, meeting it in the middle of the air with a chop that left a line of blue fire in its wake.\n\n[q][i]Critical Hit!\n16 (+2) Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt, Fox Fire])![/i][/q]\n\nSuccess! A pained yelp rung forth from the barghest as he knocked it to the side, leaving behind a large, weeping black wound where the flame edged had [i]sliced[/i] into its tainted flesh! The blue flames upon his blade, meanwhile, were broken apart a second after they had cut through, returning to their unfocused shimmer.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 8/12.[/i][/q]\n\nPride rushed into his chest, bringing his snarl of pain and fear to curl into a sleight smile of victory—he might have even given a cheer, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was still in a dire predicament.\n\nThe blow was true, but the barghest still wasn’t finished, limping back onto all fours to stare incredulously at the small boy that had nearly bested it. Rennard, for his part, did his best to look as imposing as possible—pouring his Mana back into the Fox Fire enchanting his blade to return its deadly bite at yet further cost of his Mana.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nWith luck, with the damage he had inflicted earlier, just one more true strike would be all he’d need to dispatch the foe, and from there, free him to rush to the other fights and turn the tide. He would have tried to make the first move himself, except...\n\n[q][i]-1 Stamina. Stamina remaining 2/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe fatigue of the fight, of his long march through the woods, the push to the river, and the growing toll of the wound on his leg was starting to get to him. Sawyer had taught him, had [i]trained[/i] him how his body would move slower as he got tired. If he struck first, and the Barghest managed to counter and land another solid blow, then it would be he who fell, and not it...\n\nHe needed the creature to strike first... But, wounded as it was, the barghest was likewise cautious to approach, plotting how to get past the deadly weapon in the boy’s hands. Worse, the longer he kept his Mana focused onto his sword, and that threatening flame burning, the less he had. The demon could claim victory just by waiting his Mana Pool out, if it so desired...\n\nBut, instead, the demonic hound had a far more cunning, far more deadly play for time, as the last rays of the sunset were blotted out by the horizon, and what little light besides the one burning against his blade went with it.\n\nThe shadow of twilight swept across the little battlefield that had formed, and with it, obscured the demons in its concealing light. Kimi was fine, her many dancing Embers had kicked up a small fire slowly smoldering against the grass, whilst the will-o-wisps flicked this way and that made sure to keep her two opponents revealed. Lyca, too, seemed to be keeping up with the two evil canines she was combating, even as the seeping red wounds she accumulated kept up to the putrid black of theirs—using her sense of smell and hearing, as well as grappling fangs and paws, to inflict as painful, if not more so, blows as the ones they landed on her.\n\nThe only one in danger was him. He gulped as the foe in front of him disappeared from view, far enough from him that the weak flames coalesced around his weapon couldn’t cast aside the shadows it was hiding within. He tried to adopt as defensive a posture as he could, swinging his blade from side to side to illuminate the ground as best he could—hoping to catch the lesser demon’s ambush before it connected.\n\nA snap of a twig behind him alerted him to where it was coming from first, spinning about on his good foot to swing down to meet the demon.\n\n[q][i]-2 HP. 8/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nA partial deflection! The beast’s fangs brushed against his arm, scratching it in their wake, whilst his own pommel smacked against the monster for not much damage. But, it reminded him to try and rely upon his keen ears, the boiling instincts within him sharpening the organs to try and isolate the steps of his only briefly visible foe from the chaos further afield.\n\nBut... It was only limited in success. The barghest was more mindful of his following attacks, barely giving the cub more time than relying upon his eyes to react, letting the demon land knick, after knick, after knick on his being, whilst the exertion finally pushed his Stamina into the red—a single point left, before Exhaustion would take him, and he’d be a sitting duck. Even his Mana was drawing to its limits, too low for him to try and keep the flames focused, using the Fox Fire dancing along his weapon as a glorified torch.\n\nHe panted, huffing at the limits of his tolerances, as the wounded demon lingered just at the edge of his fire’s light. Dangit! Dangit, dangit, dangit! He was going to lose..! No doubt the damned demons had planned to attack at this time for this exact reason! If they hadn’t caught them closing in, they might have even waited until the sun had finally disappeared to give them such a supreme advantage.\n\nMeanwhile the moonrise they were waiting for felt like an eternity away... How many minutes, if not hours, would it be before the full moon was high enough above the horizon to trigger his curse!? Would that have been enough to turn around the fight he was in at this point? His frustrations grew, swirling into a prickling brew with his pain, his impending exhaustion, and [i]especially[/i] the growing, gnawing fear billowing out from his gut. The primal, barely constrained instincts he had been fighting against ever since his Therianthropy awakened gnawed at the back of his mind, [i]yelling[/i] at him to run, to flee... To surrender to blind panic in a desperate bid to escape, threatening to consume his reason just like his Curse did.\n\n...\n\nWhy not.\n\nRennard’s glared expression softened as he considered the last play he had in his hand. Maybe he and Kimi had been going about trying to control his werefox form the wrong way. Lycandra’s snarled, lust-crazed words bubbled up from the crevices of his frenzy-garbed memories, “Fuck Control.”\n\nThat mindset, the embracement of the new existence his blessed seed had bequeathed to her a few nights ago, might have been just as important as her animal affinity in allowing her to tame her new nature so readily.\n\nHis attempts to resist the current of primal rage and lust that consumed him had given him some familiarity with its nature, enough to know that the current terror growing within his mind was not the same as that brought forth by the moon’s light. But, he knew where he could find it—[i]plunging[/i] metaphorically into the rising tide of fear and anger, reaching down into the depths of his mind for the primal [i]beast[/i] that had sprouted thanks to that werewolf’s milk so many days ago.\n\n[q][i]Control Form Lvl 1 Acquired![/i][/q]\n\nHis sword dropped from his twitching fingers, as the first shivers of familiar change tickled across his young body. His huffing pants grew stronger, twisting into growled snarls as blood began to boil with his bestial frenzy, his tender jaw hanging lower and lower with every saliva-scattering breath to reveal slowly swelling fangs. Whilst his eyes, sharp and focused from his terror, briefly glazed over in a fugue of mindless feral rage, before focusing again upon his quarry with a predatory stare—his pupils narrowing into animalistic slits as they did so.\n\nPerhaps sending the oncoming danger, or just taking advantage of his dropped guard, the demon lurched forward, throwing itself into one final attack to lay the boy out with one last chomp. Yet, instead of finding purchase on his neck like it likely intended, Rennard’s left arm reached out, blocking the blow to let the demon’s bite dig once more into the skin and meat of his limb.\n\nExcept, this time, Rennard didn’t react. His pelt shivered as the muscles beneath his skin began to double in size, twisting and contorting the buckling bones they were latched onto with every snapping flex. The damage notification that popped up in front of his vision was disregarded, as were the announcements of his HP and Stamina bar beginning to replenish as he changed and his Endurance increased. Not that it might have mattered even if it hadn’t, as the frenzy boiling through his mind likely would have kept fighting even after it hit zero.\n\nThe pain in his leg and arm was all but gone, a muted afterthought that didn’t even tickle at the periphery of his instinct-driven mind. The only thing that did consume his thoughts was anger and hatred, and an instinctual aversion to the [i]anathema[/i] that latched itself onto his spiritually gifted body! The power of destruction his blessed nature imparted, the opposite side of the coin that brought him his enhanced virility, welled in his half-transformed body, as his sharpening, growing claws balled against his palm in an awkward fist which [i]slammed[/i] against the demonic dog’s head—sending it spiraling off of his other arm and back to the dirt with a pathetic yelp.\n\nThe lesser barghest twisted, whining as it struggled to get back onto all fours to escape the terror that was taking form. But, [i]he[/i] wasn’t going to let it escape back into the shadows. No sooner had it landed on the dirt than the shifting, growing cub was on top of it. His fangs repaying the favor that the demon’s had imparted with a clamping bite deep into the monster’s neck.\n\n[q][i]Feral Dire Fox Form Has Been Assumed!\nEffective Strength 2 (+24) -> 4 (+28)!\nEffective Endurance 12 -> 16!\nEffective Agility 16 -> 18!\n\nEffective Virility 48 -> 57!\nEffective Impregnation Chance 295% -> 315%!\nEffective Cock Size 8.7\t-> 10.4!\nEffective Ball Size 2.12 -> 2.54!\n\nEffective Hearing Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Scent Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Night Eyes Skill 1 -> 2![/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest whimpered again, but its attempts to escape stopped as those deadly ivories sprouting from the boy’s larger, feral snout tickled against his vertebra—passed the foul black blood which escaped from the puncture wounds around his teeth. With but a twist of his now feral head, and a redoubled effort of his fangs with his enhanced Strength, he might have been able to snap the demon’s spine in half and bring an end to the creature that had [i]dared[/i] to oppose him.\n\nIf Rennard’s better nature was still at the helm of his body, he might have done just that to ensure that his loved ones were safe. But, his strategy to draw this power out required him to surrender [i]completely[/i] to the instincts and impulses which raged within his therianthropic being. The primal fury which burned behind his growls and trembled behind his bite with the promise of death at any wrong move was one half of that bargain, but the other... The other burned with his rutting instincts, drawing his ten-inch feral cock from its engorged sheath—every flex through the precum sputtering member rocking the red rocket upwards to slap against the barghest's wet, heat-consumed spade.\n\nThe scent of the demon’s fertility tickled against his nostrils, evoking a similar rousing of his lustful impulses as the heats of his pack’s had before making them his—although it danced alongside a similar averse impulse to the accursed hound’s nature. But, at least for the moment, the mindless, frenzied boy’s desires teetered ever so slightly towards the one he was more familiar with—driving his now feral hips to drag back to line his precum-drooling point up to the sinfully hot sex [i]quivering[/i] with equal parts fear and desire against the sacred prick nestling into his folds.\n\nThe touch of his tool against the beast held helpless in his jaws seemed to be uncomfortable, causing the barghest to reflexively pull away from the divine dick’s touch. But, such acts only incensed the rutting dire kit, causing his hips to [i]slam[/i] forward, rewarding the barghest’s hesitation with the burning length plunging deep into his needy feral sex. Pain and shame spilled forth with the barghest’s howl of defeat as he was claimed, music to the lustful boy’s thoughtless mind—[i]especially [/i]since he could hear the underlying tenor of [i]bliss[/i] brewing beneath the demon’s warbling song, not to mention [i]feel[/i] it as the monster’s spade paradoxically clenched against the very white hot tool driving into his body.\n\nRennard’s chest drummed with satisfaction, coaxing his lurid rod to twitch against the barghet’s lips, spilling beads of anointing cream straight against the depths of the twisted mockeries’ walls. His hips followed through with his rutting press, rolling back to drag the sanctifying shaft back along the shivering cunt lips cleansed by his precum, before ramming in deeper than before to scratch the deepest core of the demon’s twisted fertility. All the while, the feral kit’s frenzied blue eyes glanced past the cowed black ears of the shadowy bitch trapped by his jaws to see his gawking mate’s stares focused upon his victorious breeding—whatever threats they had been contending with either vanquished, or having retreated after displaying his power in all of its majesty.\n\nOr, so the primal half-thoughts briefly bobbing to the surface of his regressed mind theorized. Whatever the case, the knowledge that his two feral-wives were watching as he sired another litter only encouraged the boy, his forepaws raking their claws against the injured bargest’s chest to pull his demonic bitch into each excited thrust! Each crash of feral hips against feral hips drew with it a renewed whimpering howl from his conflicted lover, even as the mixture of sensations sparkled with every driving thrust of glistening red meat into its black, tenebrous body brought a quivering gush of sinful estrus pouring down over the thick tool—falling upon the small puddle of overflowing holy essence between their hind legs with a sizzling reaction.\n\nDid his divine nature as the Chosen conflict with the demon’s psyche as much as its twisted mockery of existence prickled against his? The feral-minded stud was hardly in a state to seriously consider the possibility, but the faint inkling of the concept brushing against the surface of his mind was enough to make the boy’s ichor-stained lips twist into a grin as every shameful note of pleasure extorted from the monster’s maw overcame it. Whatever cost their union of unholy and holy inflicted upon the barghest, it became ever increasingly willing to pay it, pushing back into every frantic thrust from the lad so long as the boy’s holy virility finally, [i]finally[/i] brought its damn, unyielding heat to an end!\n\n“Rennard... You... You shouldn’t...” Kimi’s voice spoke gently, trying to appeal to his better reason. Who knew what the result would be... He could be throwing to the demons a puppy mill to produce an army of virile barghests from, after all. But such risks, such soft appeals, pailed in comparison to his desire to [i]breed.[/i]\n\nHe discarded her appeal to reason with a thoughtless snarl around his bitch’s neck, locking eyes with the vixen’s soft amber as he declared his rights to the quivering cunt wrapped around his dick, and [i]plunged[/i] his knot into the large dog’s sex for good measure—[i]slapping[/i] his balls against the canine’s abdomen for good measure.\n\nThe barghest yelped, seizing against the victorious stud, quivering on the edge of another orgasmic shudder, even as it braced for the potential agony that might have come from the baptizing load about to be pumped straight into his beckoning womb now that the boy’s steepled point had wedged squarely into his cervix.\n\n“Ah... Please... Please... Take away... This infernal heat.” The barghest [i]begged[/i], tongue lolling from its wincing expression, whilst its fluffy tail whisked the shadows in its wake as it tapped excitedly against the feral dire kit’s hip. “I’ll tell... Tell you anything you want. Just... Oh please, it's so close!”\n\nThe revelation that the demonic dogs could talk didn’t seem to matter much to the two equally talkative ferals watching the sordid affair play out. Nor did it exactly register with the mindlessly rutting boy who desired nothing more than to extol a lurid punishment upon the demon that had threatened his life, and to let the Arousal that had been unanswered for the last several hours finally find release. Perhaps, if the barghest had been a bit less... experienced... in whatever demons got up to to try and quench their unending lustful desire, they might have both gotten their wish then. But, alas, the ease with which the demon’s spade wrapped and squeezed around the boy’s engorging knot worked both ways as Rennard’s knot dragged free from its knot pocket with a lurid wet ‘plop’~!\n\nNot that the beast was without the nerve-wracking presence of his fat glands for long. The young stud’s snarled promise against the ichor-weeping neck staining his tongue and lips with the sickening flavor of its nature made that clear, as did the powerful flex of his hind legs [i]ramming[/i] his knot back in with another wet plop! If he couldn’t get that last fraction of his Arousal bar filled by tugging his knot against the inside of that spade, whilst its quivering squeezes milked his load from him, he was just going to brute force the matter. The fact that every roll of his knot in and out of the barghest’s ebony mound was a novel treat all on its own didn’t hurt matters either, letting the squelch of his smiting knot join the quivering cadence of the barghest’s masochistic delight—and the soft, trickling splatters of the demon’s climaxes dripping to the soil beneath, quenching the rolling knot in an estrus that sizzled against the throbbing glands like oil upon a pan.\n\nBut, fortunately for the demon, every flexing clench from the knot’s passage brought the boy railing him that much closer to release... Until, with another snarl, and one last yanking tug of his knot back from that spade, his demonic sleeve [i]finally[/i] managed to coax him to his peak! His fangs tightened their hold upon the barghest’s spine, as if he was briefly debating to end the beast moments before its fertility would be answered by his seed, whilst his balls [i]clenched[/i] against the demon’s thighs—pumping the first sanctifying rope of cream against the devilish gate barring entry to the corrupt womb beyond.\n\nThe result was immediate. The barghest [i]thrashed[/i] beneath him, every muscle in the hound’s body convulsing as the sacred seed burned with its cleansing touch. But, even as it did so, the smoldering red eyes in the shadow-dog’s skull rolled upwards in euphoric bliss, its mind slipping into mindless pleasure even with the agony that release brought—[i]especially[/i] as Rennard’s hips rammed forward and buried his knot past that spade one last time, and hammered his shaft through the pool of holy jizz escaping from the monster’s cunt to fire the second straight into the demon’s womb!\n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired![/i]\n\n[i]Level Up! Level 10 Breeder achieved![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Endurance Up! 12 -> 13![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Agility Up! 16 -> 17![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Intelligence Up! 12 -> 13![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spirit Up! 11 -> 12![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Charisma Up! 19 -> 21![/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size Up! 8.7 -> 8.8![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Nuts Size Up! 2.12 -> 2.152![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Virility Up! 24 -> 25![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Impregnation Chance Up! 295% -> 305%![/i][/q]\n\nThe demonic hound’s pained reactions to every shot of cream pooling within the deepest cavern of his fertility began to subside, leaving behind just the blissful relief that came with the virile seed flooding his Anointed womb. Every following whimper of bliss from his demonic lover coiled less with the pangs of sacred fire and instead tumbled freely with pleasure—burrying the undying itch of need deep within its cursed sex as its ovum was purified by the dire boy’s sacred seed.\n\nA gasp from his mates alerted him that something within his bitch was changing... Although the fox could [i]taste[/i] the change in the bargest’s essence, as the oily black ichor that bubbled out of the wound he was biting into began to thin, twisting into a dark burgundy, before brightening into scarlet blood as red as his own. The creature’s black, umbral fur, once so adept at blending into the shadows of the night that it was nearly inseparable to tell it and the darkness apart, likewise brightened into a light charcoal gray, spreading out from the barghest’s stuffed cunt. Until, by the time the dire kit’s climax had finally subsided, and his belly filled with the kit’s sanctifying seed, the dog’s transformation had finished—leaving it collapsing beneath the boy responsible for stripping its demonic powers, a pile of whimpering, jubilant fur still tied to his redeemer’s knot.\n\n[q][i]Lesser Barghest has been Sanctified![/i][/q]\n\nRennard spat the redeemed canine’s neck from his lips, soothing the injury left in his fangs' wake with as doting a lick as his mindless rage and lust could manage. At least for a moment, before the dire fox’s forepaw pressed against the back of the injured Blink Dog’s back, pinning it in place so he could wrench his sputtering shaft free from the seed overflowing cunt. The boy’s angry red length twitched, rivulets of cream spilling free to join the growing puddle of holy masculinity spreading from between the weakened barghest’s hind legs.\n\n“What... What just happened...” Kimi and Lyca almost spoke in unison, glancing at each other, then to their husband sitting behind the stupefied, pleasure-wracked beast groaning between them—the kit’s tail wagged fiercely, looking like a proud puppy showing off the results of its hunt to his two wives, even as his rut-fueled shaft continued to pulse in place.\n\n“Well... Ain’t that a surprise.” Another rumbling, bestial voice called out from behind the pair, causing both of the feral wives to spin about in place—readying for another attack before they had an opportunity to lick their wounds from the last."
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"description": "Content Warning: Blood, injuries, danger, and threat to life.\n\nAlternate Gag Title: Sword of the Demon Layer\n\nAs an aside, I highly recommend the anime the alternate title is based off of, Sword of the Demon Slayer on HiDive. Its a magnificent paced and poignant series, which is a rare treat to find these days. Only a few continuity confusions as it does the occasional flash forward to modern day halfway through - which does make me wonder if the original series was more based on the modern day with flashbacks, whilst the show follows the chronological events from the start.\n\nA treat for you all. Friday's writing stream nailed out 7,000 words for this story and basically all but finished it! I debated holding off and releasing it next month, but there's enough time left in the month that I figured I can get out a release there. Who knows, maybe if the Friday streams continue to provide, I'll be able to get two chapters out a month instead of just one. But it'll be highly work and productivity dependent, of course.\n\nHalf worried that the speed of the writing might have affected the pace a bit, but that'll be an issue for future me if I ever decide to collect the chapters and proof read them to create a more proper story out of them. Hopefully its not too off putting to you all! o7\n\nFor those seeing this when I post it, I'll be starting my livestream working on the lewd text adventure game in about an hour! Feel free to come hang out and chat about this series or the game if you so wish!\n\nI've also started a Telegram Channel for announcements related to my Inkbunny content, as well as a group for chat there of. You can find them here: Notification Channel Link [u][url=https://t.me/+4TIA-G0pG4U3MWM1]Here[/url][/u], Attached Chat Group Link [u][url=https://t.me/+GAf_JGEMMRRkODBl]Here[/url][/u]\n\nUntil next time, ciao! o7"
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"writing": "“I’m not certain about this, Ker–”\n\n“Lord! LORD KERAS! How many times do I have to remind you?” The demonic impanda boy reminded the barghest with a swift, and annoyed, bob of his spaded devil tail tip against the monstrous canine’s head.\n\n“But, the Princess has returned so you’re no longer in charge of the castle...” The dog protested with a whine. But, the truth of the matter only incensed the devil boy further, causing the horned cuntboy to huff with a flamboyant roll of his amber eyes.\n\n“Yeah, but I’m the one in charge of this operation! So I’m your [i]acting Lord!”[/i] The kid retorted with a cocky, and ever so devious grin.\n\n“...That Princess Razi hadn’t approved.” Another one of the dogs the boy had gathered chimed in, shifting the lurid succuboy’s ire from the one he was interrogating.\n\n“Bah! She didn’t [i]disapprove[/i] of it either!” He countered—even though the only reason that wasn’t true was because he didn’t tell her. Probably.\n\nStill, there was no way that this attack wouldn’t work, he thought as his demonic eyes glanced across the half-dozen lesser barghests he had snuck away from the castle with—including the one that still sported the healing wounds upon its maw that best knew the Chosen’s scent. The boy had barely managed to survive just two of their kind before. Even if his adventurer rescuer was still with him, six should be more than enough to split them apart from their charge, and when they did...\n\n‘Bam~! That’s when he’d get his paws on him!’ Keras schemed with a wide, toothy smile. When the kit was alone, hard pressed and on the verge of defeat by one of the shadow dogs, that’s when he’d strike! He’d slip in behind the brat, and with his hypnotizing words, abduct the boy and put a collar on him~\n\nOnce the boy was his pet, everything else would fall into place... Controlling the boy’s virility would make him the de facto [i]KING[/i] of demons! He’d oust that upstart Demon Lord, make his mother and all the other demons bow to him in exchange for the [i]privilege[/i] of playing with his toy or receiving a single drop of his fecundity!\n\nThe only question is if he’d let the mortals of this world swear fealty to him, or just wait a generation for demonkind’s virile offspring to invade and finish collapsing the world completely to chaos!\n\n“This seems dangerous,” another feral mutt growled warrily, while making sure to stick out of reach of the royal demonic brat’s reach as he voiced his concerns. “The boy still seems to be on the edge of [i]her[/i] woods. Risking her ire on the eve of a full moon seems... dangerous.”\n\n“Pssh. She can’t be everywhere at once~ Besides, this is the best time to ambush him! She wouldn’t dare expect such an audacious abduction!” The demon boy beamed from ear to ear, licking his lips as he could practically [i]taste[/i] that tender boy’s virile soul already. “Now... Hurry up and keep sniffing, I want to track him down before nightfall... Just in case she [i]is[/i] nearby.”\n\n“Y– Yes... Lord Keras.”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n[q][i]Rennard - Level 9 Breeder Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]36/36[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12/12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]6/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str [/i][i]\t[/i][i]2 (26)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]11 (5)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]12 (6)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]19 (9)[/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]8.7[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Virility: [/i][i]\t[/i][i]24 (48)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Ball Size:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]2.12[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]I. Chance:[/i][i]\t[/i][i]295%[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Miracles: Guidance 6/6, Purify Water 2/2[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: Foxfire Lvl 1, Image Lvl 1, Noise Lvl 1[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Items: Faded Traveler’s Cloak, Simple Backpack (Bowl, 2 rations, Rope), Belts (Itza’s Knife, Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt]), Slimebane Oil, Waterskin), Coinpurse (12c, 2s)[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Rut[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Boons: Anoint, Beast Speech, Sanctify Marriage,[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Analyze Lvl 1, Scent Lvl 1, Hearing Lvl 1, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 1, Dragon Familiarity Lvl 1 (Kobold LvL 2), Animal Familiarity Lvl 3, Enduring Lover Lvl 3, Knife Proficiency Lvl 1, Sword Proficiency Lvl 1, Bite Proficiency Lvl 1[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Child (Adolescent), Born Stud, Brood Father, Hyper Virility, Womb Mark, Hung, Strong of Seed, Fox Magic, Therianthrope (???)[/i]\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n[i]Harem 2/3[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Kimi - Level 10 (9) Divine Beast Fox[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]42/42[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]8/14[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]26/26[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]0/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str[/i][i]\t[/i][i]10 (10)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]24 (23)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]21 (20)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]15 (14)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]32 (30)[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]20 (19)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: Foxfire Lvl 3, Image Lvl 2, Noise Lvl 2, Recovery Lvl 1[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed (6d, 15h, 30m)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Analyze Lvl 3, Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Bite Proficiency Lvl 2, Claws Lvl 1, Tracking Lvl 2, Sneak Lvl 2, Digging Lvl 1, Running Lvl 1, Foraging Lvl 1, Intuit Magic Lvl 2, Illusion Adept Lvl 1, Familiarities (Various).[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Fox Magic, Magic Aptitude, Size Queen, Intelligence Growth Up[/i]\n\n[i]Lycandra - Level 8 Werewolf[/i][i]\n[/i][i]HP[/i][i]\t[/i][i]72/72[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Sta[/i][i]\t[/i][i]19/24[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Man[/i][i]\t[/i][i]9/9[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Aro[/i][i]\t[/i][i]0/20[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Str[/i][i]\t[/i][i]27[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Agi[/i][i]\t[/i][i]22[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Spr[/i][i]\t[/i][i]16[/i][i]\n[/i][i]End[/i][i]\t[/i][i]24[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Int[/i][i]\t[/i][i]9[/i][i]\t[/i][i]\t[/i][i]Cha[/i][i]\t[/i][i]10[/i][i]\n[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spells: N/A[/i]\n\n[i]Conditions: Blessing of Maternal Protection, Pregnant x3, Anointed ( 6d, 13h, 49m)[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Skills: Scent Lvl 3, Hearing Lvl 2, Night Eyes Lvl 2, Bite Lvl 3, Claws Lvl 2, Tracking Lvl 3, Sneak Lvl 1, Digging Lvl 2, Running Lvl 2, Anthro Familiarity Lvl 3, Control Form Lvl 2.[/i][i]\n[/i][i]Benefits: Therianthrope (Wolf), Alpha (Werewolf), Strength Growth Up, Endurance Growth Up.[/i][/q]\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nRennard awoke with a long, drawn out yawn, prodded awake by the morning sun tickling past the tree branches... That, and by the insufferable warmth of many warm, fuzzy bodies lying against him, and the aches of a body not quite used to sleeping without a bed yet.\n\nWith sleep weary eyes, the youth’s bright blue eyes glanced at the source of the heat nestled against him. The entire pack, as well as Kimi, had fallen asleep as close to him as they could. Particularly his two wives, which must have exercised some of their rights to secure the most prestigious part against him. Kimi, in particular, looked absolutely adorable nestled underneath his left arm, her shallow breaths pressing her chest against his side, whilst her snout nestled just underneath his chin. Lycandra would have been a contender, slumbering against him in her true feral form—if it wasn’t for the fact that her larger size made her a blanket many times larger than her cub husband, all but drawing the right side of his body and using his arm more as a pillow instead. The other five wolves, meanwhile, were pressed against his feet, or cradled in against the other ferals, creating an unbroken blanket of adorable fur that kept away the cold of night.\n\nAlthough, the wholesomeness of the situation was somewhat undermined by the fact that his Rut-fueled lusts had ensured he awoke with quite the morning wood... All eight and some change inches at full mast, lounging against Theron’s face, save for whenever his bubbling arousal caused the length to twitch and lazily tap against the cuntwolf’s brow—drawing the lightest of playful rumbles from the slumbering beast in return.\n\nBut, if he was focusing on how cute the situation he found himself was, Kimi was particularly so... With how she was peacefully slumbering against him, it was hard to tell that the vixen was his sister. Sure, with a particularly close examination, he could see some of her facial features reflected in her feral face, but otherwise she looked no different than any other fox he might have seen—well, save for her exemplary size that brought her just a few sizes smaller than Lyca.\n\nHe couldn’t help but shift the arm wrapped around her—the only one he could move thanks to the weight of a wolf resting on his right—to risk disturbing her by delivering a doting pet against the back of her ears. A silent giggle rolled through his mind as she unconsciously pushed into the pet, her fluffy tail tapping against another one of the wolves... Oh, she’d kill him if he told her she was petting her like their dog!\n\nOr maybe not... Could that be one of the things she was into as well? She was hiding a lot of adult things and desires from before... Like just [i]how[/i] deep her love for him went. Well, he wasn’t going to risk telling her anyway.\n\nConsidering how rested he was, and how the rest of his sort of extended family of feral lovers were still slumbering contently against him, Kimi’s plan must have worked. Who knows how long the wolves and his sister had stayed up for the task of ensuring he got a restful night’s sleep despite the moon compelled lust and ferocity. His memories were... slightly better this time around, perhaps because of Kimi’s efforts, or perhaps because he was starting to adapt to the primal mind the ‘blessing’ dragged him to. A blush swept across his cheeks as he particularly recalled what Kimi had done, numbly flicking his tongue against his lips to see if any flavor lingered from his seed thereon... But it looks like the hour or more of werewolf (and occasional Kimi bonus rounds) had long replaced any seed left in his maw with bestial lycanthrope and vixen spit.\n\nHis fur was an utter mess, of course... Matted from his many fecund releases underneath the hammering hips and hungry maws of his wolf pack, as well as Kimi’s own contributions. He’d have to have a bath before he and Kimi set off...\n\n...\n\nNot that there was much hope of doing so at the moment. Even if he [i]could[/i] pull his arms and legs out from underneath his many feral lovers to escape, he couldn’t bring himself to potentially disturb their rest—especially not after they had tuckered themselves out so much to help him. No matter how uncomfortably warm he was getting with that many warm snoozing lupines against him.\n\n...Especially not since he was going to have to say goodbye to them for at least a couple of weeks as he had to go do his stupid Main Quest...\n\nWell, no matter. This gave him time to try and look over his Character Sheet. He didn’t see any improvement in skills on the sheet, but... Considering he had at least a bit more recall over last night, he imagined that there must have been some progress—or at least he hoped. It looked like Spirit would be important for controlling his werefox transformations, or at least retaining his mind, so perhaps he should increase his Spirit Growth rate? Sure, it’d get halved whenever the Moon was full, but it would help him control himself around all the people in town too, assuming he could keep his Chosenhood a secret.\n\nAlthough, there could be all sorts of new Feats he’d unlocked as part of awakening his therianthropy... Not that he could tell without a free slot to begin browsing through his options. Still, it should be something he looked into, especially since Lycandra had one. He was just about to see if he could examine what that Fear did when she noticed that her Therianthropy had specified her as a wolf, yet... When he looked at his own, it still just had that blanked out space of question marks...\n\n...Much like the one he still had on his Character Sheet that only appeared whenever he looked at his Feat list.\n\n[q][i]??? (Passive) - Mysterious Power Granted to the Goddess’ Chosen.[/i][/q]\n\nDid his Therianthropy manifest differently because he was the Chosen? Maybe it had to do with the fact that all the boys and girls he sired came out as their mother’s species, so likewise any therianthropy he blessed an animal with turned them into a were-version of their own species. How would that work with anthros though? If he went dire mode on an anthro wolf like Chloe would she turn into a werewolf, or a werefox?\n\nFor that matter, just what other ‘powers and abilities’ were hidden behind that one enigmatic description... His Duty seemed to be a part of it, but he couldn’t tell anything else by just reading them again and again—even if he tried to use Analyze upon his own sheet (which didn’t seem to do anything, but it was worth checking). Well, he guessed the Main Quest would reveal more, as well as just blind experiment.\n\nStill... While he was looking over his sheet, his mind turned to a new icon he had received. It was there yesterday, but... He never really had the time or thought to examine it. A Forms Menu... He must have acquired it when he first transformed, but obviously wasn’t in the state of mind to be able to investigate it. Curiously, it did seem to be one of the grayed out buttons from before... Did that mean he was always meant to turn into a werefox as part of the game– this [i]world’s[/i] plot, or maybe there were other methods of transformation he was meant to acquire..?\n\nAnother mystery for him to seek answers to another time. For now, the Forms menu was pretty bare bones... Just his default ‘cub’ form, and the feral dire fox form he had managed to take, listing out the stat benefits and a small fluff descriptor—although, there did seem to be quite a lot of room for him to take more. Although for now, only two additional ones seemed to be hinted at with empty slots and vague outlines of their shapes—a true feral form like Kimi without the extra size and strength and a monstrous humanoid form like the werewolf who nursed him, he’d imagine.\n\nHmmm... Could he try to transform on his own? Sure, he didn’t have the Control Form skill that Lyca did, but... He didn’t need a skill to wield a sword, only to use it well! How to go about it, though... No matter how he tried to ‘select’ his dire-feral form in the menu, it didn’t seem to do anything—then again, the only time the Sheet seemed to have any sort of interactivity was when he was looking up information, or selecting a Feat. Maybe, like with the Magic he was being trained in by Kimi, it required an action or thought on his behalf...\n\nHe closed his eyes, and tried to remember what it felt like when he transformed... That slumbering primal power currently bubbling up beneath his conscious mind, fueling the lustful rut he found himself in. \n\nMmm... Cub? Could he eventually use magic to change his apparent age~? That could be fun, pretending to be an adult for a short while. Although... He could also use it to make Kimi younger~ It would be fun to make her the same age as their younger sister and be the big brother for a change! Especially if he got Kaldric with the same transformation!\n\nExcept... Those two weren’t at home when he and Kimi came here, and likely would have just come back to an empty house—deflating the boy’s devious plotting with the memory of his lost family... Which very easily went from there to his Mom and Dad...\n\n“Mmm... What sort of devious antics are you thinking of now...” Kimi’s words saved him from his deflating thoughts with her words, causing Rennard’s blue eyes to glance down at his sister’s lovely, still oh so adorable, expression resting against his chest.\n\n“Nothing~” He teased, shifting awkwardly to press a tender, chaste kiss upon his sister-wife’s feral nose. “Just thinking you’re absolutely adorable there... Say, do you think I could put a collar on you and take you for a walk–”\n\n[center][i]1 + 3 Damage[/i][/center]\n\nThe bob from the vixen’s Foxfire’d paw against his ear was exactly the reaction he was expecting—coaxing a high pitched, giggling yelp from his throat, and a reflexive twist away which quickly roused the rest of his wolves into full alert. Well, until their expressions changed to one of stupefied wonder as Rennard was chased to the stream by his sister—his tail and dick wagging as he laughed all the way.\n\n“C’mere you brat! You want to talk about collars? I’ll slap one on your neck to keep you out of trouble if you’re that into them!”\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nThey left later than they should have. Rennard was dragging his feet the entire time during the bath, and the wolves, particularly the ones other than Lyca, further complicated matters by taking the opportunity to play with their cub-alpha in the stream while they could. Surprisingly enough, Kimi didn’t put her foot down, even taking a back seat to idly chat with Lyca, or some of the wolves that had picked up more Anthro Familiarity to speak last night, watching the wolves currently licking over the boy’s fur, chasing him about the water, or them ‘dutifully helping’ the rutting boy with his sizable excitement. \n\nBut, eventually... It came time to leave. One whimpering pup was hard enough to disappoint, but [i]five!?[/i] His little heart couldn’t take it! Rennard consoled both himself and his pack that his departure was only temporary—once he had finished doing what he needed to do in Carran, he would return, even if only for a short while as he honored his promise to Mivni and sorted out a means of food for the pack and the many pups they were excitedly looking forward to bring into the world.\n\nIt didn’t make it any easier to bear, of course... Even hours after saying goodbye to the wolves Rennard was still pouting like a boy that had been denied a toy—glumly kicking his foot against any rocks they passed while following the vague direction of his Guidance miracle. Lycandra was somewhat better, despite knowing her siblings for all her life. She was only going to be away from them for a day or two before trotting back, after all, it was the impending farewell to her new husband that she wasn’t looking forward to.\n\n“So, it's going to take you threeish days if you go straight there, but five if you go along the river. Shouldn’t you be able to use that nifty miracle of yours to do the former?” Lyca asked. For the moment, the she-wolf was sticking to her late-teens looking anthro form, getting more familiarity with it while she was in her mate’s company, whilst Kimi trotted along on the boy’s other side—still somewhat huffily lurking close to her brother while Lyca was with them, but growing a touch more accepting of her presence than before.\n\n“Maybe, but... I can only use it a few times a day, and it's not like any of us are good at navigating a straight line through terrain on our own. Unless there’s a road we come across, we could just end up getting lost and wasting more time,” Rennard replied. His cloak was parted, letting his ample bits be on full display—the better to lure in more animals when it came time for them to take a break from walking.\n\n“Not to mention there’s the issue of food... Feasting as a dire beast tonight doesn’t seem to have been very nourishing for our husband, and after this morning he’s down to only one lot of rations. Neither of us know how to butcher and prepare game, so our best bet for gathering food is finding fish from the river. We can cook that with our flames, and while it might not be the most edible meal, it [i]would[/i] be satisfying.”\n\n“That and I can use my other Miracle to gather water whenever we need from it,” he added with a smile. “So... Longer. But no risk of getting lost or starving.”\n\n“Hmmph. I suppose that all makes sense... Well, unless you can learn to become a feral fox on command, then we could just help teach you to hunt properly~” The larger wolfess added, flopping a hand down against her smaller cub husband’s head to ruffle the fur on his scalp fondly—adding a giggle to the mix when the youth feebly tried to squirm away from her stronger grip.\n\n“Still...” Rennard sheepishly replied after finally managing to pull the teen wolf’s hand off of his head, with the slightest hint of a grin on his lips after doing so. “Do you think there’s something wrong?”\n\n“Hmm? What do you mean?” Lyca added, blinking at the pair of foxes.\n\n“Well, I’ve not been hiding my scent and yet no creatures have come to, well, quench their heats,” he added, glancing at Kimi and Lyca that both seemed to be puzzled by his concern on the matter... Of course, part of it might be disappointment that Experience wasn’t walking right to him. After all the shenanigans with the wolves, he [i]must[/i] have been a magic pixel away from leveling up!\n\n“Well, that might be because they’re being scared away,” Kimi answered, glancing past her brother and to the likely cause... The puzzled, bare naked, and buxom wolf girl standing close to his side.\n\n“Oh... Yeah, I kinda forgot I was walking with a wolf... I guess you’d still smell like a dangerous predator too,” he giggled with a bashful smile, rubbing the back of his own head as apologetically as he could.\n\n“Oh hush~” The lupine ass answered with a demure rumble, before reaching over and yanking her husband in against her front—burying his face once again in her ample breasts that were only likely to grow and develop further as the pups grew within her branded womb. “Although, if you’re needing to take a break and blow off some of that rut desire, my love, I’m happy to oblige~ I want to take a crack at doing that thing Kimi did to you last night~”\n\n[q][i]Arousal 8/10[/i][/q]\n\n“O- Oh, uh...” Rennard gulped, whilst his loins showed his true feelings on the offer with a heady throb of his half-erect cock, and a fresh string of pre trickling from the fat tapered point to soak into the soil between his feet. “That would be... Fun.”\n\n“Come on. It's not time to rest yet,” Kimi interjected with a smile.\n\n“But... Maybe that could be fun. I could share a few tricks with you to teach you how to properly pleasure our husband... And see how he reacts to seeing us lapping over his knot from either hip~” She continued with a sultry murmur, and a rubbing pass against his legs to add to the tantalizing image she proposed.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 9/10[/i][/q]\n\n“N– Not fair...” The boy added with a whine, shoving his face as deep as he could into Lyca’s cleavage to hide his blush of arousal... Even if there was no hiding the now fully erect boy dick pulsing with need between her thighs. Maybe it was time to fap again and doll out some seed to whatever flowers he happened to spy over the next couple of minutes...\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n“I’m beat.” Rennard whined as he finally flopped onto the ground. An entire day of walking had left him beat, but they had managed to return to the side of the river by pushing another half hour of walking this afternoon. Fortunately, his Stat Ups had allowed him to walk for about four hours before he’d be absolutely exhausted, but they had pushed more than that thanks to some small breaks throughout the journey—both to let his Stamina recuperate a few points, and so that the kit could pump out a few shots of virile vulpine seed onto the ground when his libido started to become a bit too unwieldy.\n\nSurprisingly, no beasts showed themselves even when Lyca tried to stay a bit away to not scare them off. But, perhaps that was just due to him still reeking of wolves from his earlier ‘playtime’ with the pack, or for hugging too close to her... Not that the kit minded just having his two wives to play with, of course! Even if Lyca needed to learn a bit of gentleness while using her hands to pleasure him—she might not fully grasp it for their intended evening play session, but he was still looking forward to the result nonetheless with a wagging tail.\n\n“Hmmm...” Lyca sprawled out next to him, having reverted to her feral after the hours of walking became too much to her.\n\n“What’s up?” He asked, while taking advantage of how close she lay to rub his dull claws along her ears, drawing a pleased rumble from the large feral as he did so.\n\nUnlike Kimi, who was a bit huffy about being treated like a feral animal due to being a former anthro like himself, Lyca was content with all her animal mannerisms still—a fact that the lighthearted Rennard had started to cherish! After all, a wolf was like a bigger, badder, and [i]cooler[/i] dog, and having a loyal werewolf at his beck and call was a delight all on its own! Although... There was certainly one other, more sordid benefit, as he was reminded of when the feral werewolf wiggled her way closer into his petting hands—turning about on her back to expose her belly to his ruffling hands, and from there, let his blue eyes spy the brand his seed had placed upon her flat belly, right above the black lips of her spade.\n\n[q][i]Arousal 6/10[/i][/q]\n\n‘Nnn... Dang rut,’ he mentally chided himself, not that there was much point bothering to hide the result of his lurid thoughts as his mighty Chosenhood began to press against the folds of his cloak.\n\n“It's just been... quiet.” Lyca eventually replied, grumping lightly even as her tail began to wag in concert to her boy-husband’s. “I don’t hunt much in this part of the woods, but...”\n\n“Yeah... I know what she means. It's been a bit unnerving,” Kimi added with a worried rumble, staring at the antics the other two were getting up too with the slightest hint of a pout to her expression.\n\n“Could we be near to where the wyvern was hunting? Maybe that’s the reason?” Rennard answered, looking down at the fluffy, adorable beast spread out next to him. It surely wouldn’t be that bad if he rolled over and just... worked out some of his excess sexual desire with her in that position, right..? What a turn around that would be... Pinning down Lyca on her back, just like the beast had done when she took his virginity, inadvertently introducing him to his role as the Chosen...\n\nHe was just about to push himself onto his knees and mount her when he was interrupted by a large forepaw against his snout, and an unapologetic whimper from the wolf teen beneath him. “Sorry, Rennard... I think I better keep my attention focused upon the woods for now.”\n\n“B– But... Fine...” The kit slid back onto his rump with a sour pout, huffing with drooped ears—even as his vivid red pole slipped out from between his cloak to still demand attention. He [i]did[/i] consider asking Kimi if she’d want to help, but... He figured she’d take it a bit poorly if it seemed like she was his second choice, and she likewise seemed to be paying a lot of attention to the woods.\n\n“I guess I’ve just got to use my paw...” He murmured, flopping back against the riverbank, as the hand that had been fondling Lyca’s warm, furry body gave a teasing stroke across his hefty asset. Maybe if he was lucky, starting to play with himself would cause some beastie to finally reveal itself from his scent for him to shoot his load into instead!\n\n“Not just yet, Rennard,” Kimi interjected with her babysitter voice again, drawing another melodramatic, agonized growl from the horny cub’s lips—complete with his hands coming to rest over his face in frustration. “Its a bit later than when we normally camp because we wanted to reach the river to fish in the morning. You need to fetch some firewood for a campfire like Sawyer taught you. Well, unless you want to be cold all day.”\n\n“I’d be fine with the enchanted cloak Chloe gave me!” He retorted, poking out his tongue. “But... It [i]would[/i] be nice to have a fire I guess.”\n\n“There’s a good boy... Look, get the fire going, then we have to tie you up so you don’t go running off on the last night of the Full Moon, and [i]then[/i] we can see about giving you a goodnight’s rest by taking care of that not-so-little monster down there, alright?” Kimi answered with her best, apologetic smile on her feral visage.\n\n“Alright, alright, I will~” He answered, drawing out the final word as he slowly, reluctantly, rolled himself back onto his feet—resting one hand against the top of the sheath of his sword, right behind the crossguard, like he had been taught. His right hand, meanwhile, briefly checked on the kobold knife resting against that respective hip to ensure that it was properly secured—just in case he’d need to cut up some of the sticks he found.\n\n“Who knows, maybe I’ll even find a fish for you to cook if we’re lucky... But that might be a breakfast thing with the time we have,” Kimi added with another smile, before finishing a long, languishing stretch to trot over to his side. Shortly thereafter joined by Lyca who rolled onto her feet as well—although she kept a looser formation, trotting about in a wide circle around him like some sort of roaming vanguard.\n\n“I still think you’re being too paranoid,” Rennard retorted, rolling his eyes as he began to search about the nearby forest for the dry wood like he had been shown by the bunny adventurer.\n\nFortunately, even as the sun began to slide down to the horizon, his vulpine eyes gave him a bit better ease to see with the growing twilight. Although, that didn’t exactly make it quick work either with his below novice survival skill, and the rather limited tools he had to work with.\n\nBut, a half hour or so’s effort, and he at least had gathered enough to make a small fire—maybe not enough to last throughout the night, but at least enough to offer some warmth and protection against wild beasts for the first half of the night. The lazy cantor he assumed as he prodded about the forest for firewood might have also slowed down his search, but it also allowed another few points of Stamina to return.\n\n“Wait.” Kimi’s sharp tone cut the boy off just as he was about to make his way back to the impromptu camp they had made, with his backpack full of sticks slung from one hand.\n\n“What’s up..?” Rennard was about to give a comforting response before he saw how both her [i]and[/i] Lyca’s hackles were raised—their amber eyes staring out into the growing darkness of the wood just ahead of them.\n\nHis blues turned the same direction, dropping the backpack of fire fuel and other supplies he had on him to his feet, whilst he tightened his hand against his blunt sword. He was sure that they were just being overprotective again, but... A looming sense of deja vu began to build in the back of his mind. He had been in a similar situation before, in an area of the woods not too far away from here. A memory that made his left arm itch where the flesh had been regrown and reknitted thanks to Kimi’s magic.\n\n“Should I hide..?” He followed, gulping lightly as he considered his options. The demons couldn’t have tracked him down again so soon, could they..? Sure, he had gotten distracted on not one, but [i]two[/i] side quests, and should have been at or near Carran by now, but...\n\n“It's too late for that,” Lyca added back with a snarling growl.\n\n“But I don’t see–” Kimi interrupted him by calling forth the blue flames of her magic, the embers dancing along her tail to gather into a wisp of flames at the edge, before the limb flicked to lob the ball of magical fire into the woods in front of them... And cast aside the shadows of the trees with its baleful blue light to reveal the beasts hiding within them.\n\nThe dark, shaggy fur of the feral hounds—and most particular, the crimson demonic eyes resting between their darkness blending fur—were unmistakable. Barghests, just like the two that had been searching for him before. Except, instead of a pair, there now stood near a half-dozen of the monstrous creatures, loosely arrayed out in the shadows and spreading out in an attempt to surround them.\n\n“Rennard... Run.” Kimi growled.\n\nThe demons, meanwhile, seeing that their attempt to ambush their quarry had been foiled, began to step out from the trees and shadows that they had been hiding within—drawing closer while he and his two feral wives stepped back to try and adopt a more defensive position closer together.\n\n“N– Not a chance!” He gulped, taking a deep breath to try and bury the fear welling within his breast down. Before, using his left arm to untie his cloak to part the flap and reveal the lithe, bare and leather-strap clad boyish frame beneath, his right pulled the sword from its sheath. He quickly settled into a defensive posture, sword raised and ready to use its weight to chop down against any of the feral beasts like he had practiced with the wolves. His eyes, meanwhile, glared at the closest of the demonic dogs, focusing as he was instructed, until his Analyze skill activated.\n\n[q][i]Lesser Barghest (Cuntboy) - Lvl 9[/i][/q]\n\nA level nine... The same as he and effectively Kimi, whilst Lycandra was only a level behind. It was possible that the others ranged from eight to ten, but that still made it a relatively even fight... So long as it was one to one. But they had almost double their number, and unlike before when he and Kimi had ambushed one by itself to dispatch it before its partner could intervene, these moved together as a pack, and he doubted that Sawyer was nearby to save them once again.\n\n“This isn’t the time for misbehaving! We can keep them off of you long enough for the moon to rise, then you can flee!” She barked back, snarling as more flaming embers coalesced around her, bobbing in the soft breeze for a moment before being slung forward with your will to bombard the closest of the dogs!\n\n“I’M NOT GOING TO ABANDON YOU TWO OR MY PUPS!” He growled back, lips barring in as frightening, and as defiant, of an expression as he could manage—even if the tightly held grip upon his sword revealed the source of his shouting protest was frustration, rather than conviction.\n\nHe knew she was right logically. He had only really gotten a hold of how to hold and swing his sword, yet alone fight with it. His magical skill was just as mediocre, and with the rut-swinging his psyche towards mindless depravity, his mediocre Intelligence stat had been tanked even further to make any attempt at unleashing a supportive magical assault to be little more than a waste of mana. She and Lyca, meanwhile, were more than capable of protecting themselves, and by extension, protecting him. There was a chance that if they didn’t have to protect him, that they could keep themselves safe and retreat once he was far enough away, but...\n\nWhat if they didn’t? What if the barghests were too much for them and they got hurt, or worse..? The image burned within his mind as the demonic hounds darted forward, doing their best to dodge the vixen’s magical attack and leap at their foes. Could he forgive himself for that? For letting the mothers of his children and closest companions fall just so he could cowardly run away?\n\nA hound each leapt at his two feral protectors—Kimi darting back to unleash another flurry of Fox Fire in its face for its attempt to bite her, whilst Lyca took the blow head on to reply with a flesh tearing chomp of her own. A third, meanwhile, took the distraction the other two provided to dive past them and jump straight for him—drawing close enough to the kit that Rennard could spy the barest hint of half-faded scars on its lips.\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted back, attempting to pivot to chase after the one closing the distance to him, or at least fire off another spell—but the bargest that had come to support its brethren by rushing at her, forcing her back or risk being dispatched with one well timed bite.\n\n“I’ve got this!” He called out, doing his best to keep his fear and uncertainty at bay as he swung down, punishing the creature’s attempt to pounce upon him with a swift smack against his face with his sword! Whilst his Intelligence stat had taken a hit from his rut, it [i]did[/i] double his Strength thanks to his Feat, bringing his physical might almost on par with Lyca’s—making him a somewhat fearsome threat in hand to hand combat!\n\n[i][s]9[/s] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i]\n\nMuch like the last time he had fought the demons, the notification of how much damage he had inflicted appealed as a thought in the back of his mind—as well as a set of scrolling text which rolled upwards from where he had hit his opponent!\n\n4 Damage... Less than he had inflicted with Itza’s Dagger, likely because the knife was sharp and in good condition, while the old sword he had been gifted to train with was so blunt that only a proper blacksmith could restore it to working order. Perhaps it would be better to discard it and pull out the knife again...\n\nHe shook his head, recalling how that had gone last time—a mangled arm, and Kimi all but crying over him for how injured he had gotten. Whereas with the sword, the advantage of reach gave him some small advantage, bonking the barghest’s snap at his person aside whilst he took a step back to recenter his guard.\n\n“God damnit, they’re harrying us.” Lyka spat out a mouthful of demonic ichor as the barghest she was ripping into pried itself away, leaving her in the middle of another pair of demons herself. “They’re trying to keep us busy, while someone else goes in for the kill. It's a tactic we use all the time.”\n\nWhile one goes in for the kill..? He imagined that it was the barghest he was facing down, then... Maybe it was the strongest of their number—if they were lucky, or they just didn’t consider him enough of a threat to warrant the best of their number. Perhaps he should just consider himself fortunate that they believed his two feral protectors were strong enough to warrant such a tactic, rather than bulldoze past them with the weight of their numbers.\n\nBut it also likely meant he was going to have to deal with the demon in front of him by himself. He grit his teeth, exposing his fangs with an instinctive snarl as he fended off the beast’s attack again, and again, needing to try and flourish one defensive strike into the next as the quadruped tried to push its way past his guard and get its deadly fangs on him.\n\n[q][i]4[/i][i] 2 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]7[/i][i] 3 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][i]\n[/i][i]9[/i][i] 4 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])![/i][/q]\n\nBut, his defensive flourish could only go on for so long before his Novice skills finally made a mistake, his grip slipping on his sword after it rebounded from the force of impacting against the monster’s scalp—delaying his follow up just long enough for the demon to close in and land a bite upon his leg!\n\n[q][i]-10 HP. 26/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThe boy’s eyes watered as pain shot through his leg. The red hot, burning agony of teeth tearing into flesh and scraping against bone that he had felt the last time that the monsters had gotten his arm. He quenched his reflexive yell as best he could, swallowing it in his throat beneath an agony-fueled growl so as to not distract the other two from their duels and potentially make a mistake. He needed to think fast, before the beast used its grip upon his foot to rip his guard out from underneath him.\n\nBut what? His sword swung down, trying to fend off the beast and get it to release him, but with it now being inside of his guard the best his pommel strikes did was inflict a single point of damage to the monster and coax its jaws tighter around his limb—doing more damage just by the twist of its fangs to him than he was doing to it!\n\n[q][i]1 Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt])!\n-3 HP. 22/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nThat was when his eyes focused upon the blood trickling out from around the puncturing fangs buried in the brown fur of his calf... He remembered being taught in his science class back home that people, and especially their blood, was mostly water. He had to believe that Demon’s weren’t much different, fighting past the pain to speak as his left hand released to press against the barghest’s head.\n\n“Purify!” He shouted, trying to invoke his Miracle of Water Protection. \n\n[q][i]Purify Water Used! 1/2 Uses Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nHe felt the Divinity within him respond to his attempt, flowing into his hand, and from there, into the world. The barghest snarled, a hint of pain in the back of its throat that made him think that his creative interpretation of the holy blessing he had received might have worked... Only for the flow of power to end without a single Damage notification playing out before his eyes—although he could have sworn he felt [i]something[/i], or rather, [i]someone[/i] giggling at his attempt.\n\nHe didn’t have enough time to consider just what that potentially false impression was before the demonic hound pulled him down, sending him toppling to the ground—knocking the wind from his chest as it did so.\n\n[q][i]-12 HP. 10/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\n“Rennard!” Kimi shouted when she saw him topple downwards, making another go at trying to fight her way past—only to have the barghest she wasn’t focusing on at the time land a bite against her shoulder.\n\nHe scowled, keeping his right hand on his sword’s grip, whilst his left hand pulled the kobold knife from its sheath on his hip and [i]slammed[/i] it down with all the strength he could muster against the barghest!\n\n[q][i]5 Damage Inflicted with Itza’s Knife![/i][/q]\n\n[i]That[/i] at least made the damn dog spit his leg out, backing off with a reflexive yelp which allowed the cub to crawl a further foot away and, with some effort, stand back on his feet—although it also unfortunately wrenched his knife from his hand as it did so, sending it toppling to the dirt between him and the demon hunting him.\n\nHe probably shouldn’t put much weight upon his wounded leg, but such concerns were an idle thought at the moment, as the adrenaline coursing through his blood kept the pain of torn muscles to a dull throb until this fight had finished—however it’ll go.\n\n[i]Think. Think. Think! What sort of hero are you if you can’t handle a SINGLE demon!?[/i] He seethed quietly, flicking his eyes towards Kimi to see that she had at least escaped the situation his distraction had found her in—searing the biting barghest’s face to make it let go of her so that she could then counter bite with her flame-engulfed fangs.\n\nThose flames... His ears twitched as he remembered the trick she had pulled during their last encounter, using the flames she had enchanted her paw or bites with to instead work on the knife he was using. It had been enough of a handy combo to have fallen the barghest before it had reduced his HP to zero, but she was too far away, and too busy using her flames and diminishing Mana Pool to keep herself from falling to her two opponents.\n\nBut... He had that spell now too. Yes, he didn’t have her Proficiencies, or her Intelligence, and he had only practiced with it a little. But... If he could shape it... If he could use it to make an edge to the dulled blade he wielded and remove the damage reduction its poor condition had...\n\nIt was better than nothing, and he had little time to think as the injured Barghest spat the boy’s sizzling blood from his mouth. The fog of arousal and primal instinct covering his mind had, at least for this moment, cleared as he fought for his life, allowing him to direct his Mana with an almost clear mind. Blue Flames danced into existence along the tips of his left hand, spreading to the arming sword in his right as his touch brushed along the blade’s fuller—engulfing the metal in a burning haze of azure in their wake which illuminated the left side of his face in the shadows of the oncoming twilight.\n\n[q][i]Fox Fire Used! -1 Mana. Mana Remaining 11/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest warily eyed the enchanted blade, but Rennard wasn’t done... At best, the unfocused, flickering Fox Fire coating the sword-turned-club might have only increased its damage by one. It made the demon hesitate since it didn’t know the flames he imbued were significantly weaker than those Kimi had used last time, but as soon as he hit the monster, that uncertainty would be removed.\n\nHe needed to make the flames stronger. He needed to make them [i]sharper[/i]. He gripped the handle with both hands, and focused the Mana within him to channel through both limbs and into the old sword, whilst he tried to picture the image he wanted the flames to take as vividly as he could in his head. A thin, razer sharp point—none of the flickering dancing touch of destruction that the wild blue flames currently possessed. A blade of flame to support the sword in his hand.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe flames [i]tightened[/i] underneath his focus and will, drawing closer and closer to the shape he desired... Until, with a quarter of his limited pool burned on just the attempt, it took shape. Wisps of flame still escaped along the trailing edge of the blade with every subtle motion it took while in his hands, but the point he needed—the point he had imagined into being—presented itself to the barghest in front of him.\n\nNow, to see if it worked...\n\nWith a snarl, the demon desired to test his enchanted defenses, leaping forward in an attempt to drive him back, or just land a critical enough blow to dispatch the Chosen then and there. A perfect opportunity for the cub to counter, bringing his sword down and to the side, meeting it in the middle of the air with a chop that left a line of blue fire in its wake.\n\n[q][i]Critical Hit!\n16 (+2) Damage Inflicted with Arming Sword (Novice [Blunt, Fox Fire])![/i][/q]\n\nSuccess! A pained yelp rung forth from the barghest as he knocked it to the side, leaving behind a large, weeping black wound where the flame edged had [i]sliced[/i] into its tainted flesh! The blue flames upon his blade, meanwhile, were broken apart a second after they had cut through, returning to their unfocused shimmer.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 8/12.[/i][/q]\n\nPride rushed into his chest, bringing his snarl of pain and fear to curl into a sleight smile of victory—he might have even given a cheer, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was still in a dire predicament.\n\nThe blow was true, but the barghest still wasn’t finished, limping back onto all fours to stare incredulously at the small boy that had nearly bested it. Rennard, for his part, did his best to look as imposing as possible—pouring his Mana back into the Fox Fire enchanting his blade to return its deadly bite at yet further cost of his Mana.\n\n[q][i]-1 Mana. Mana remaining 10/12.\n-1 Mana. Mana remaining 9/12.[/i][/q]\n\nWith luck, with the damage he had inflicted earlier, just one more true strike would be all he’d need to dispatch the foe, and from there, free him to rush to the other fights and turn the tide. He would have tried to make the first move himself, except...\n\n[q][i]-1 Stamina. Stamina remaining 2/12.[/i][/q]\n\nThe fatigue of the fight, of his long march through the woods, the push to the river, and the growing toll of the wound on his leg was starting to get to him. Sawyer had taught him, had [i]trained[/i] him how his body would move slower as he got tired. If he struck first, and the Barghest managed to counter and land another solid blow, then it would be he who fell, and not it...\n\nHe needed the creature to strike first... But, wounded as it was, the barghest was likewise cautious to approach, plotting how to get past the deadly weapon in the boy’s hands. Worse, the longer he kept his Mana focused onto his sword, and that threatening flame burning, the less he had. The demon could claim victory just by waiting his Mana Pool out, if it so desired...\n\nBut, instead, the demonic hound had a far more cunning, far more deadly play for time, as the last rays of the sunset were blotted out by the horizon, and what little light besides the one burning against his blade went with it.\n\nThe shadow of twilight swept across the little battlefield that had formed, and with it, obscured the demons in its concealing light. Kimi was fine, her many dancing Embers had kicked up a small fire slowly smoldering against the grass, whilst the will-o-wisps flicked this way and that made sure to keep her two opponents revealed. Lyca, too, seemed to be keeping up with the two evil canines she was combating, even as the seeping red wounds she accumulated kept up to the putrid black of theirs—using her sense of smell and hearing, as well as grappling fangs and paws, to inflict as painful, if not more so, blows as the ones they landed on her.\n\nThe only one in danger was him. He gulped as the foe in front of him disappeared from view, far enough from him that the weak flames coalesced around his weapon couldn’t cast aside the shadows it was hiding within. He tried to adopt as defensive a posture as he could, swinging his blade from side to side to illuminate the ground as best he could—hoping to catch the lesser demon’s ambush before it connected.\n\nA snap of a twig behind him alerted him to where it was coming from first, spinning about on his good foot to swing down to meet the demon.\n\n[q][i]-2 HP. 8/36 HP Remaining.[/i][/q]\n\nA partial deflection! The beast’s fangs brushed against his arm, scratching it in their wake, whilst his own pommel smacked against the monster for not much damage. But, it reminded him to try and rely upon his keen ears, the boiling instincts within him sharpening the organs to try and isolate the steps of his only briefly visible foe from the chaos further afield.\n\nBut... It was only limited in success. The barghest was more mindful of his following attacks, barely giving the cub more time than relying upon his eyes to react, letting the demon land knick, after knick, after knick on his being, whilst the exertion finally pushed his Stamina into the red—a single point left, before Exhaustion would take him, and he’d be a sitting duck. Even his Mana was drawing to its limits, too low for him to try and keep the flames focused, using the Fox Fire dancing along his weapon as a glorified torch.\n\nHe panted, huffing at the limits of his tolerances, as the wounded demon lingered just at the edge of his fire’s light. Dangit! Dangit, dangit, dangit! He was going to lose..! No doubt the damned demons had planned to attack at this time for this exact reason! If they hadn’t caught them closing in, they might have even waited until the sun had finally disappeared to give them such a supreme advantage.\n\nMeanwhile the moonrise they were waiting for felt like an eternity away... How many minutes, if not hours, would it be before the full moon was high enough above the horizon to trigger his curse!? Would that have been enough to turn around the fight he was in at this point? His frustrations grew, swirling into a prickling brew with his pain, his impending exhaustion, and [i]especially[/i] the growing, gnawing fear billowing out from his gut. The primal, barely constrained instincts he had been fighting against ever since his Therianthropy awakened gnawed at the back of his mind, [i]yelling[/i] at him to run, to flee... To surrender to blind panic in a desperate bid to escape, threatening to consume his reason just like his Curse did.\n\n...\n\nWhy not.\n\nRennard’s glared expression softened as he considered the last play he had in his hand. Maybe he and Kimi had been going about trying to control his werefox form the wrong way. Lycandra’s snarled, lust-crazed words bubbled up from the crevices of his frenzy-garbed memories, “Fuck Control.”\n\nThat mindset, the embracement of the new existence his blessed seed had bequeathed to her a few nights ago, might have been just as important as her animal affinity in allowing her to tame her new nature so readily.\n\nHis attempts to resist the current of primal rage and lust that consumed him had given him some familiarity with its nature, enough to know that the current terror growing within his mind was not the same as that brought forth by the moon’s light. But, he knew where he could find it—[i]plunging[/i] metaphorically into the rising tide of fear and anger, reaching down into the depths of his mind for the primal [i]beast[/i] that had sprouted thanks to that werewolf’s milk so many days ago.\n\n[q][i]Control Form Lvl 1 Acquired![/i][/q]\n\nHis sword dropped from his twitching fingers, as the first shivers of familiar change tickled across his young body. His huffing pants grew stronger, twisting into growled snarls as blood began to boil with his bestial frenzy, his tender jaw hanging lower and lower with every saliva-scattering breath to reveal slowly swelling fangs. Whilst his eyes, sharp and focused from his terror, briefly glazed over in a fugue of mindless feral rage, before focusing again upon his quarry with a predatory stare—his pupils narrowing into animalistic slits as they did so.\n\nPerhaps sending the oncoming danger, or just taking advantage of his dropped guard, the demon lurched forward, throwing itself into one final attack to lay the boy out with one last chomp. Yet, instead of finding purchase on his neck like it likely intended, Rennard’s left arm reached out, blocking the blow to let the demon’s bite dig once more into the skin and meat of his limb.\n\nExcept, this time, Rennard didn’t react. His pelt shivered as the muscles beneath his skin began to double in size, twisting and contorting the buckling bones they were latched onto with every snapping flex. The damage notification that popped up in front of his vision was disregarded, as were the announcements of his HP and Stamina bar beginning to replenish as he changed and his Endurance increased. Not that it might have mattered even if it hadn’t, as the frenzy boiling through his mind likely would have kept fighting even after it hit zero.\n\nThe pain in his leg and arm was all but gone, a muted afterthought that didn’t even tickle at the periphery of his instinct-driven mind. The only thing that did consume his thoughts was anger and hatred, and an instinctual aversion to the [i]anathema[/i] that latched itself onto his spiritually gifted body! The power of destruction his blessed nature imparted, the opposite side of the coin that brought him his enhanced virility, welled in his half-transformed body, as his sharpening, growing claws balled against his palm in an awkward fist which [i]slammed[/i] against the demonic dog’s head—sending it spiraling off of his other arm and back to the dirt with a pathetic yelp.\n\nThe lesser barghest twisted, whining as it struggled to get back onto all fours to escape the terror that was taking form. But, [i]he[/i] wasn’t going to let it escape back into the shadows. No sooner had it landed on the dirt than the shifting, growing cub was on top of it. His fangs repaying the favor that the demon’s had imparted with a clamping bite deep into the monster’s neck.\n\n[q][i]Feral Dire Fox Form Has Been Assumed!\nEffective Strength 2 (+24) -> 4 (+28)!\nEffective Endurance 12 -> 16!\nEffective Agility 16 -> 18!\n\nEffective Virility 48 -> 57!\nEffective Impregnation Chance 295% -> 315%!\nEffective Cock Size 8.7\t-> 10.4!\nEffective Ball Size 2.12 -> 2.54!\n\nEffective Hearing Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Scent Skill 1 -> 2!\nEffective Night Eyes Skill 1 -> 2![/i][/q]\n\nThe barghest whimpered again, but its attempts to escape stopped as those deadly ivories sprouting from the boy’s larger, feral snout tickled against his vertebra—passed the foul black blood which escaped from the puncture wounds around his teeth. With but a twist of his now feral head, and a redoubled effort of his fangs with his enhanced Strength, he might have been able to snap the demon’s spine in half and bring an end to the creature that had [i]dared[/i] to oppose him.\n\nIf Rennard’s better nature was still at the helm of his body, he might have done just that to ensure that his loved ones were safe. But, his strategy to draw this power out required him to surrender [i]completely[/i] to the instincts and impulses which raged within his therianthropic being. The primal fury which burned behind his growls and trembled behind his bite with the promise of death at any wrong move was one half of that bargain, but the other... The other burned with his rutting instincts, drawing his ten-inch feral cock from its engorged sheath—every flex through the precum sputtering member rocking the red rocket upwards to slap against the barghest's wet, heat-consumed spade.\n\nThe scent of the demon’s fertility tickled against his nostrils, evoking a similar rousing of his lustful impulses as the heats of his pack’s had before making them his—although it danced alongside a similar averse impulse to the accursed hound’s nature. But, at least for the moment, the mindless, frenzied boy’s desires teetered ever so slightly towards the one he was more familiar with—driving his now feral hips to drag back to line his precum-drooling point up to the sinfully hot sex [i]quivering[/i] with equal parts fear and desire against the sacred prick nestling into his folds.\n\nThe touch of his tool against the beast held helpless in his jaws seemed to be uncomfortable, causing the barghest to reflexively pull away from the divine dick’s touch. But, such acts only incensed the rutting dire kit, causing his hips to [i]slam[/i] forward, rewarding the barghest’s hesitation with the burning length plunging deep into his needy feral sex. Pain and shame spilled forth with the barghest’s howl of defeat as he was claimed, music to the lustful boy’s thoughtless mind—[i]especially [/i]since he could hear the underlying tenor of [i]bliss[/i] brewing beneath the demon’s warbling song, not to mention [i]feel[/i] it as the monster’s spade paradoxically clenched against the very white hot tool driving into his body.\n\nRennard’s chest drummed with satisfaction, coaxing his lurid rod to twitch against the barghet’s lips, spilling beads of anointing cream straight against the depths of the twisted mockeries’ walls. His hips followed through with his rutting press, rolling back to drag the sanctifying shaft back along the shivering cunt lips cleansed by his precum, before ramming in deeper than before to scratch the deepest core of the demon’s twisted fertility. All the while, the feral kit’s frenzied blue eyes glanced past the cowed black ears of the shadowy bitch trapped by his jaws to see his gawking mate’s stares focused upon his victorious breeding—whatever threats they had been contending with either vanquished, or having retreated after displaying his power in all of its majesty.\n\nOr, so the primal half-thoughts briefly bobbing to the surface of his regressed mind theorized. Whatever the case, the knowledge that his two feral-wives were watching as he sired another litter only encouraged the boy, his forepaws raking their claws against the injured bargest’s chest to pull his demonic bitch into each excited thrust! Each crash of feral hips against feral hips drew with it a renewed whimpering howl from his conflicted lover, even as the mixture of sensations sparkled with every driving thrust of glistening red meat into its black, tenebrous body brought a quivering gush of sinful estrus pouring down over the thick tool—falling upon the small puddle of overflowing holy essence between their hind legs with a sizzling reaction.\n\nDid his divine nature as the Chosen conflict with the demon’s psyche as much as its twisted mockery of existence prickled against his? The feral-minded stud was hardly in a state to seriously consider the possibility, but the faint inkling of the concept brushing against the surface of his mind was enough to make the boy’s ichor-stained lips twist into a grin as every shameful note of pleasure extorted from the monster’s maw overcame it. Whatever cost their union of unholy and holy inflicted upon the barghest, it became ever increasingly willing to pay it, pushing back into every frantic thrust from the lad so long as the boy’s holy virility finally, [i]finally[/i] brought its damn, unyielding heat to an end!\n\n“Rennard... You... You shouldn’t...” Kimi’s voice spoke gently, trying to appeal to his better reason. Who knew what the result would be... He could be throwing to the demons a puppy mill to produce an army of virile barghests from, after all. But such risks, such soft appeals, pailed in comparison to his desire to [i]breed.[/i]\n\nHe discarded her appeal to reason with a thoughtless snarl around his bitch’s neck, locking eyes with the vixen’s soft amber as he declared his rights to the quivering cunt wrapped around his dick, and [i]plunged[/i] his knot into the large dog’s sex for good measure—[i]slapping[/i] his balls against the canine’s abdomen for good measure.\n\nThe barghest yelped, seizing against the victorious stud, quivering on the edge of another orgasmic shudder, even as it braced for the potential agony that might have come from the baptizing load about to be pumped straight into his beckoning womb now that the boy’s steepled point had wedged squarely into his cervix.\n\n“Ah... Please... Please... Take away... This infernal heat.” The barghest [i]begged[/i], tongue lolling from its wincing expression, whilst its fluffy tail whisked the shadows in its wake as it tapped excitedly against the feral dire kit’s hip. “I’ll tell... Tell you anything you want. Just... Oh please, it's so close!”\n\nThe revelation that the demonic dogs could talk didn’t seem to matter much to the two equally talkative ferals watching the sordid affair play out. Nor did it exactly register with the mindlessly rutting boy who desired nothing more than to extol a lurid punishment upon the demon that had threatened his life, and to let the Arousal that had been unanswered for the last several hours finally find release. Perhaps, if the barghest had been a bit less... experienced... in whatever demons got up to to try and quench their unending lustful desire, they might have both gotten their wish then. But, alas, the ease with which the demon’s spade wrapped and squeezed around the boy’s engorging knot worked both ways as Rennard’s knot dragged free from its knot pocket with a lurid wet ‘plop’~!\n\nNot that the beast was without the nerve-wracking presence of his fat glands for long. The young stud’s snarled promise against the ichor-weeping neck staining his tongue and lips with the sickening flavor of its nature made that clear, as did the powerful flex of his hind legs [i]ramming[/i] his knot back in with another wet plop! If he couldn’t get that last fraction of his Arousal bar filled by tugging his knot against the inside of that spade, whilst its quivering squeezes milked his load from him, he was just going to brute force the matter. The fact that every roll of his knot in and out of the barghest’s ebony mound was a novel treat all on its own didn’t hurt matters either, letting the squelch of his smiting knot join the quivering cadence of the barghest’s masochistic delight—and the soft, trickling splatters of the demon’s climaxes dripping to the soil beneath, quenching the rolling knot in an estrus that sizzled against the throbbing glands like oil upon a pan.\n\nBut, fortunately for the demon, every flexing clench from the knot’s passage brought the boy railing him that much closer to release... Until, with another snarl, and one last yanking tug of his knot back from that spade, his demonic sleeve [i]finally[/i] managed to coax him to his peak! His fangs tightened their hold upon the barghest’s spine, as if he was briefly debating to end the beast moments before its fertility would be answered by his seed, whilst his balls [i]clenched[/i] against the demon’s thighs—pumping the first sanctifying rope of cream against the devilish gate barring entry to the corrupt womb beyond.\n\nThe result was immediate. The barghest [i]thrashed[/i] beneath him, every muscle in the hound’s body convulsing as the sacred seed burned with its cleansing touch. But, even as it did so, the smoldering red eyes in the shadow-dog’s skull rolled upwards in euphoric bliss, its mind slipping into mindless pleasure even with the agony that release brought—[i]especially[/i] as Rennard’s hips rammed forward and buried his knot past that spade one last time, and hammered his shaft through the pool of holy jizz escaping from the monster’s cunt to fire the second straight into the demon’s womb!\n\n[q][i]Experience Acquired![/i]\n\n[i]Level Up! Level 10 Breeder achieved![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Endurance Up! 12 -> 13![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Agility Up! 16 -> 17![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Intelligence Up! 12 -> 13![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Spirit Up! 11 -> 12![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Charisma Up! 19 -> 21![/i]\n\n[i]Cock Size Up! 8.7 -> 8.8![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Nuts Size Up! 2.12 -> 2.152![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Virility Up! 24 -> 25![/i][i]\n[/i][i]Impregnation Chance Up! 295% -> 305%![/i][/q]\n\nThe demonic hound’s pained reactions to every shot of cream pooling within the deepest cavern of his fertility began to subside, leaving behind just the blissful relief that came with the virile seed flooding his Anointed womb. Every following whimper of bliss from his demonic lover coiled less with the pangs of sacred fire and instead tumbled freely with pleasure—burrying the undying itch of need deep within its cursed sex as its ovum was purified by the dire boy’s sacred seed.\n\nA gasp from his mates alerted him that something within his bitch was changing... Although the fox could [i]taste[/i] the change in the bargest’s essence, as the oily black ichor that bubbled out of the wound he was biting into began to thin, twisting into a dark burgundy, before brightening into scarlet blood as red as his own. The creature’s black, umbral fur, once so adept at blending into the shadows of the night that it was nearly inseparable to tell it and the darkness apart, likewise brightened into a light charcoal gray, spreading out from the barghest’s stuffed cunt. Until, by the time the dire kit’s climax had finally subsided, and his belly filled with the kit’s sanctifying seed, the dog’s transformation had finished—leaving it collapsing beneath the boy responsible for stripping its demonic powers, a pile of whimpering, jubilant fur still tied to his redeemer’s knot.\n\n[q][i]Lesser Barghest has been Sanctified![/i][/q]\n\nRennard spat the redeemed canine’s neck from his lips, soothing the injury left in his fangs' wake with as doting a lick as his mindless rage and lust could manage. At least for a moment, before the dire fox’s forepaw pressed against the back of the injured Blink Dog’s back, pinning it in place so he could wrench his sputtering shaft free from the seed overflowing cunt. The boy’s angry red length twitched, rivulets of cream spilling free to join the growing puddle of holy masculinity spreading from between the weakened barghest’s hind legs.\n\n“What... What just happened...” Kimi and Lyca almost spoke in unison, glancing at each other, then to their husband sitting behind the stupefied, pleasure-wracked beast groaning between them—the kit’s tail wagged fiercely, looking like a proud puppy showing off the results of its hunt to his two wives, even as his rut-fueled shaft continued to pulse in place.\n\n“Well... Ain’t that a surprise.” Another rumbling, bestial voice called out from behind the pair, causing both of the feral wives to spin about in place—readying for another attack before they had an opportunity to lick their wounds from the last."
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