You blink, feeling confused by this. "Ah... Are you daft? I said I am not going to become one of your stupid whores!" You notice that the one you had identified as Janice winces at this, looking down as her ears lower flush with her head, almost as if they were trying to hide in her hair. You suddenly feel bad. When she was... Well, your friend, you couldn't think of anyone you'd trust more. That said, the puffed-up, self-righteous vulpine in front of you insisting that you become nothing more than a toy for his amusement was getting you rather bothered. Of course, the Fox "Prince" must have brainwashed your friend. There was no way he'd ever agree to this sort of thing. Right? Regardless, the Prince himself seems unphased.
"Oh, please. I heard you loud and clear. How could I not when you are shouting like a raving jackass? I'll make myself clear. You are not going to become one of my concubines. Oh, no. Not after you've insulted both myself and my Harem, and squandered every chance I've given you. All of my vixens deserve the utmost of respect, they are not cheap strumpets, but valued members of my Court who I lavish with love and affection. No, it is becoming quite clear to me that you are deserving of none of these things, with how you treat your host when you are an honored guest, invited to my domain. Poor Janice told me all about you. Told me about how much she missed you, and told me you would make a wonderful servant. I promised her that I would bring you into the fold..."
You are a bit surprised, and still unsure of what exactly he is babbling about. You quickly dismiss his words as what must be some form of manipulation. You feel anger and disgust welling up inside yourself as you listen to the pompous douchebag prattle on, so smug and superior. This bastard took your friend and was trying to turn you into another of his sluts. You had enough of this. You clench a fist and pull back for a powerful punch, moving to charge at him- Only to feel yourself freeze perfectly in place, your arms falling limply to your side.
"Ah ah ah ah, enough of that. I'm talking to you, and don't appreciate interruptions." The fox chides, your blood almost boiling. You were powerless, though. Even your mouth and voice don't seem to listen, leaving you unable to respond in any way. He walks towards you, his tails swaying behind him. His face lacks the warmth it did a few moments ago, though the grin that was stretching his muzzle has taken on something of a coy nature by now, like a predator toying with their food for the sheer sport. His exposed sex also bobs with each step, and you are ashamed to find yourself focusing on it.
"Mmmm... Such insolence and disrespect. Even daring to try to attack me. I almost cant believe that with every action you have taken, you instead irresponsibly act out, only proving each and every word I say." The Prince is close to you now, walking around your petrified form. Occasionally one of those tails brushes along your leg, the fur stimulating your exposed flesh. It feels so soft and warm, to your shame. "My Girls have everything they could ever ask for or desire, their every need taken care of. This is not what you deserve. You are not their equals. I should banish you from this realm, or throw you into my dungeon. I made a promise to Janice, however, and I feel that there are more... Fun ways to deal with such a miscreant." He moves in close, so that you can hear him loud and clearly. "No... You shall not be one of my Concubines. Instead, you shall serve us in a manner that suits you better. Instead of becoming one of us, you will become a -part- of one of us."
You still have no idea of what he speaks, though he pulls back a bit, seeming quite pleased with himself. The concubines begin to excitedly talk amongst themselves in hushed tones, though you focus your attention on Karther, knowing that whatever this means, it cant be good for you. "A body part, to be precise. One most fitting to your personality! And don't be alarmed. You will be fully aware of your new existence, conscious of every moment of your new life as you serve us with all of your being, still able to think and feel... And I think I should let you experience the totality of your service with all of your senses..." His smile widens, even as you feel a chill run down your spine, freezing you deeply to the core with terror. He can't be serious! Can he...?
"I see I have your full attention! But what shall become of you? Well, you've certainly acted like a dick, so perhaps you should be mine. Always well within my supervision, and as a part of the very being you seem to hate so much... You would have to get used to the taste of cum and piss, but at least you'd get to enjoy feeling every little intimate moment with my Mates... That seems a bit too good for you, though. Maybe you should become my asshole. Just a tight, puckered ring, tucked away under my tail, a fitting fate for such an insignificant speck. And no pleasure, only long periods of boredom when you don't have the dubious honor of disposing of my meals. Or I could make you the anus of one of my concubines, if I am feeling a bit less mean. At least then you might have something else to look forward to on rare occasions. Or you could become the sex of one of them... I have to say that I quite enjoy the idea of stretching and thrusting into that big mouth of yours, especially once I knot..." He hrms, looking back at you. "Such a difficult choice, one that you will have to deal with for the rest of eternity~"