It was good to be Chief.

Out deep in the forest among the trees there was a tribal chief who ruled so happily over his harem of females. The lush greenery and the thick scent of naturalism made it perfect for an otter that had decided to reject the outside world in favor of something more peaceful. The whispers of his pets moaning happened to be praise to his cookie shaped ears. He would have joined in on the festivities but he was a little busy with one of his new ‘converts.’

Sherri was a little shy when it came to such things, trembling as she stood before the King wearing ‘outsiders’ clothes. The nervous looking pup clad in knee length jeans that clung tightly to her form, cute little tennis shoes showing she had no idea just how deep into the forest she was. “I..”

“Sh.” A thick palm raised calmly, halting the squirming canine’s words. “I’m enjoying the view.” Pheeze spoke with a stern yet calming bass in his voice. A sort of echoing rumble that teased at the corners of his maw. It was like royal chord that mixed with the heart of a born and bred warrior.

“Paige. Wine.” His voice made her knees almost wobble as he spoke, his palm outstretching with an open hand as a lovely woman would step from his side her body just as naked as he.

Sherri couldn’t help but notice their demeanor, the way the wolf female so carefully placed a half-cut coconut into his palm and filled it from a leather canteen with that shimmering mauve liquid. Pheeze didn’t even have to command Paige to stop or look back to make sure it was filled to the perfect height. He merely brought it to his lips and indulged himself with wine the only way a royal should.

“So uh..” Sherri murmured wondering if the otter had just forgotten her.

Pheeze was indulgent, hedonistic even, the way his head tipped up slightly with the cup pouring down that wine. Dribbles of excess falling down the sides of his maw, rolling down his chin and over his neck as he pounded back the spirits.

“Ahhhhhnnn.” Pheeze exhaled as he dropped the cup to the ground, shifting his thick body some. “Paige, prepare her for her initiation.”

It was without hesitation that Paige quickly handed off the royal drink ware to a female of lower status. Paige’s eyes flaring as she saw that little pup standing there. Her lips showing the corners of her teeth as she sneered in delight, this girl would be perfect for one of his breeders! “As you wish..” Paige hummed.

Her sultry matronly hips swaying with each step as she strolled closer, only taking a moment to decide with which color she shall ordain this pup with. A glance to Sherri’s body and then the paints. Purple would be appropriate.

Paige stood before Sherri with a slight hum from her lips, as if she was appraising the girl with her eyes, taking in the softness of her features. “Yes..” She spoke gently to herself.

“Yes?” Sherri squeaked, however before she could get a proper answer, Paige had closed the gap, the paints on the ground as she quickly groped her palms on Sherri’s breasts!

“These will be good for him.” Paige spoke gently, barely recognizing Sherri’s right to speak, as she fondled those shirt clad breasts. “Tch.” Paige hmphed as Sherri tried to keep herself from moaning, she was just getting started and already the pei was enjoying herself almost too much!

That and the clothes were a bother.

Paige quickly pulled the shirt from Sherri’s body, the best way possible. Her clawtips pierced through the thin fabric, literally ripping away at the shirt with her claws! Brasnaps sliced free with Paige’s feral wolfteeth leaving those juicy ripe breasts free, just like her own. Albeit Sherri’s weren’t pierced yet. Maybe later.

Paige’s palms squeezed so firmly at Sherri’s breasts, noticing the way the ebony canine squirmed in her grasp, watching her nipples swell with the firm pressure that came with Paige groping, testing her malleable flesh. “Yesss~” Paige cooed as she felt up every inch of Sherri’s body.

Her claws leaving Sherri’s clothing in shreds on the ground leaving the pei only in those cute little tennis shoes. She didn’t have to remove those yet. There were more important things to do! Paige slowly took a step to the side as if her handiwork was suddenly revealed to Pheeze.

At first sight Pheeze couldn’t help but lick his chops, loving what he saw. Sherri’s breasts swollen that tight little pussy cleft so warmly tucked in her thighs. A glob of drool fell down the side of Pheeze’s jaw as he witnessed that juicy pup. “Oh she WILL be a good one won’t she?!” Pheeze rumbled as the tip of his ebony cock began to push out from the base of his sheath.

His growing canine style dick showing trace elements of his mixed heritage with every throbbing inch. That shaft slightly slick with precum and mixtures of sweat and musk that kept his cock glazed with natural lubricants.

That thick scent was striking, Sherri’s nostrils flared as she took it in for the first time. Paige knew all to well the look on a girl’s face when she first inhaled Pheeze’s flavor. “You’re his.” Paige hummed so sweetly as she picked up her paints. Gently stroking her fingertips in them, then drawing away at Sherri’s body.

“Huwhah?” Sherri squirmed, her thighs pressing together, her nervous gaze breaking from Pheeze to Paige for just a moment.

“You’re his.” Paige said matter of factly. “Everything about you, is his now.”

Pheeze loved this part the most, watching his gorgeous queen work her magic on little bitchpups. His girth was pulsing with a desire to fuck and breed his new little bitch, but the palpable tension as a girl came to terms with her new purpose was almost as sweet as the wine he was modestly sipping on.

“You’re going to be his little bitch.” Paige spoke with a softness, a matronly tender voice that belied such a hedonistic lifestyle she was inducting the small girl into. Her fingertips performed a ballet of designs as she let her artistic creativity flow, using the small pup’s body as a canvas. “You’re going to be a fine little breeding bitch.” Paige cooed as she kissed Sherri’s ear. “Your tummy filled with so many otter puppies.”

Just as she spoke her fingertips swirled around Sherri’s taught unswollen tummy, a crest of fertility marking her for her new role in life. “You’ll love it here, worshiping your king.” Paige spoke with a consoling tone, noticing Sherri’s little whimpers, the way her thighs pressed together. Squirming. The new girls were so cute!

Paige breathed hotly from her lips, as she kissed against the new girl’s ear, holding her tightly with her left arm as her fingertips continued to paint along her body. Those soft ivory fingertips coming to the center of the girl’s body. That juicy cleft that she could hear Pheeze salivating for. “This is his now, just as much as it is yours.” A single fingertip teased along her labia, stroking the natural paints along her fur. “It’s his pussy to do with as he wishes..” The mantra Paige used to induct a new girl was always new, tapping into the subconscious of the girls.

“All his..” Sherri whimpered, repeating softly from her lips as she felt her toes curl her hips slightly pushing against the palm. Her adorable mound of pussy slightly smearing itself against those paints, Paige felt her nose catch a little sample of that luscious pussy juice. Her eyes locking with Pheeze, he caught it as well.

“That’s right sweetheart.. All his.” Paige cooed as she started to lead the girl closer to the hungry king’s throne, almost carrying the small girl in her arms. Leading her from behind with each trembling step forwards.

Pheeze was a patient king, to a point, the moment Sherri was in his reach those clawed fingertips quickly squeezed her by the arm. Yanking her from Paige’s motherly touch into his lap. “Oh yes, very fresh aren’t you..” Pheeze spoke, finally getting to see his new present.

“Just as you wished.” Paige cooed, watching a girl get deflowered and integrated was always a delight. Her wolfy body slowly sauntering close, pressing against Sherri’s body from behind properly straddling the girl’s body on top of her kings. A mixture of training the young girl for her new life, and making sure her King needn’t work, only enjoy his pets.

And enjoy his pets he did, his experience as a king only egged on his hedonistic lust, he may have been an insatiable breeding royal but he loved experiencing every inch of a girl. He was a romantic like that!

Immediately he tipped his muzzle downwards kissing against Sherri’s maw, his thick wet tongue invading his new pet’s lips with a touch of insistence. Holding her lips to his with his firm palm holding her in place as he tasted her cute little mouth. His thick broad tongue swirling, teasing her blue muscle while he thoroughly explored her mouth!

Sherri’s eyes watered, slightly wincing, it wasn’t a romantic kind of kiss she was used to but in the same way it was moistening her thighs. Her cute little pawtoes curling as she moaned into the kiss, accepting his dominance over her little by little.

That pussy was so wet he could almost taste it, his nostrils flaring as he pushed his hips upwards, smearing that thick knotted cock along the girl’s thighs. His mouth pulled off with a grunt, saliva staining Sherri’s maw. “Paige. Position her.” Pheeze spoke with a stern tone.

Paige knew he could be sweet, but she loved it when he was hot n’ ready, his demands, it made her jealous of the little bitch in his lap. “Yes’m.” She spoke sweetly gently standing in and lifting the girl’s thighs gently. “You’re going to feel a little pinch.” Paige spoke so gently.

“Huh?” Sherri looked back, those big innocent brown eyes, saliva soaking her chin. Paige couldn’t help but squeal inside at how cute she looked. That little expression suddenly changing into a wincing squeal!

No sooner had Paige spread those pussy lips, lightly grazing over the tip of Pheeze’s cock, did that burly Chieftan grab Sherri’s hips and PLUNGE himself inside!

The sensation of a tight little pussy wrapped around Pheeze’s cock was everything he could want as a ruler of the forest. His bulging ebony cock squishing into the little canine’s body as she strained to take in every inch of his girth!

She was wet enough for him to soak his dick inside of her body. Even though there was a slight bulge indenting from inside of her Pheeze decided to integrate the girl a little more personally. “This is how you will normally position yourself for me..” He grunted. His hips bouncing the little bitch on his lap while his palms kept her balance.

His eyes watching with a pleased smirk as she collapsed against him, her fingers curling into his fur while he rocked himself up and down. His flared cocktip poking at the depths of that juicy tight snatch. “The main difference is that you will move for me, your pleasure will be yours to provide, but I come first.” He began to snarl, as she whimpered, moaning so cutely against his chest. Was she even listening?!

He couldn’t blame her, she was tight, virgin tight, he didn’t pop her but he definitely filled her in such a way that it was like new for her! His black glossy clawtips curled against her rounded ass as he leaned back in his chair, slowing his thrusts inside of her to a dull thumping pump.

To his delight she began to move her hips on her own, shifting them forward and back while his ebony girth pumped inside. This was much better than those limp-fish subs he found from time to time. The way she panted her head ducked low as she gripped his chestfur to begin to bounce on his shaft. “That’s a good girl..” Pheeze rumbled.

His voice, it teased her, tantalized her with a tone that made her ache for more. Her jaw slowly slacked open, that bright sapphire blue tongue hanging out as she bounced up and down on that soppy wet dick. The pleasure of it working its way all throughout her body, causing her to pant, moan, and groan like a sloppy little bitch in heat! “Hnf! Ahn! Gh.. Oh! Its..” She tried to speak, something coherent, something noteworthy, a praise in return for his sweet condescending remarks that made her squirm in delight.

Words failed the little breaking bitch, the only thing going through her mind was how good it felt, his cock swelling inside of her, throbbing, echoing her insides with delightful ricochets of his dick pulsing against her walls. It was so intense, she could feel her body tightening. She could feel EVERYTHING tightening, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she rapidly bounced that juicy ass up and down on his cock. Humping his dick with her body, her tongue lewdly hanging off to the side. She was craving it, pleading for more.

His eyes peered down to her and he slowly receded his motions allowing her to pleasure him as he was most used to. He couldn’t help but lick his chops as Sherri bounced on his lap, what was once a proud little girl had become a hungry aching breeding slut for him! And who could blame her? Her eyes were somewhat lost in pleasure as she moaned out his name in cute little bitch-barks. He couldn’t help but love just her demeanor, his thick webbed palm gently caressing her cheek as he grunted, feeling her desperately milking his cock. Those eyes devoid of their innocence, replaced by a glossed over lust for his cock. “She’s perfect Paige..” He grunted, wincing slightly as she was trying to hilt his swollen knot.

“Anything for our Cheiftan.” Paige mused sweetly, bowing her head gently.

Pheeze gave a rumbling groan as he gripped her hips, slowing her rapid humps on his cock instead he gripped her. Tightly pinching her skin with his claws, his hips pulled back to where just the tip of his cock was inside..

“HYENN!” Came a shrill puppy like yelp from Sherri’s maw, as Pheeze hilted inside of her body, his entire cock pushing in and a mix of pushing her body down onto him. Forcing his knot inside. That tight pussy was soaked and with her nectar and the mix of her tight muscles squeezing onto his knot. It was enough for him to finally bust!

His cock just felt so good inside of her, he arched his head back his clawstips raking along her furred flesh as he began to flush her insides with his hot ottercum. Honey thick globs of cum spattering her insides with his creamy nectar, his girth literally throbbing fiercely inside of her body. Shaking against her tight walls that only seemed to contract and tighten further onto his cock the more it flooded her. Every inch of her just covered with his essence!

His chest swelled as he took in air, all for a loud guttural groan as he proclaimed himself king of the forest! His balls clenching, churning out more and more of that delicious cum that filled Sherri to the brim. “This is the best Birthday- birthday- birthday- birthday…

Groggily Pheezes eyes finally opened to see his two favorite girls. Sherri and Paige holding a plate of bacon, eggs, waffles, and what he swore was a Pub-Glass filled to the brim with frosty ice cold guiness. “Happy Birthday Pheeze!” The pair barked to him. Pheeze looking over to Paige and then Sherri, that cute little innocent smile he loved so much.

“We made you breakfast.” Paige spoke, obviously, as she set the tray on her mate’s lap, grinning over to Sherri. “I said coffee but she insisted on you having ‘Guiness for breakfast.’” Paige chortled as she snuggled up against her mate’s bulky masculine frame. Pecking the side of his cheek with an adoring smile.

“Well it goes great with waffles, riiiiight?” Sherri squealed as she snuggled up against the other side of his body, her tail flapping back and forth with an excited little wag. She had no idea if it went well with waffles.

“Yes dear, it goes great with waffles.” Pheeze chuckled, every time he looked over to Sherri he couldn’t help but imagine his dream, the way she looked worshipping his cock with her body in such a feral manner. His eyes looking over to the buttery waffle just about to cut into it.

Paige looked on, slightly playing with Pheeze’s mane with her fingertips, teasing the thick fur with her ivory digits. “So what do you want to do today Pheeze? It’s your day after all.”

Pheeze suddenly found himself with a bright grin. “How about we go camping..?”