"Yuriv, we're not leaving! There's six of them right? At worst there's just a minor fight and-"
You're cut off as Yuriv grabs your head, directing your vision to the knights. The bear from earlier giving a nod as the same knight wolf paces back and forth. You feel strange as you stare at the wolf, the cause of your curse, you feel some attachment to him. Though minor, you briefly imagine him naked, the beast barking orders at you. You following them as you pleasure him, finishing your transition to becoming his new feline friend. Thankfully Yuriv is close by, his scent snapping you back to reality as you lock hands with him.
The bear has a long rumbling laugh, the rebels immediately alert and watching. Weapons drawn and locked onto the knights. Yet the knights seem completely calm.
"Riefclaw said you would refuse, gave us some very direct orders. Delke, go for it."
The wolf begins to howl. A long bone chilling sound that continues for seconds. Silence permeating the camp straight after, followed by a wave of mist. A thick fog enveloping the camp as your vision is halted, Yuriv tightly holding onto you as the mist slowly fades. An intoxicating scent now approaching your nose. Strong and beastly, primal and royal, a mix of what you experienced earlier only at a greater degree. As the mist clears you see the source of the scent. Standing in the centre of the camp is a tall and beefy lion, his body exposed for the world to see. His large pecs firm, defined and followed by a six pack. His arms thicker than tree trunks, a clawed hand immediately moving down to his barbed and leaking dick. Stroking it as the scent intensifies, a need washing over you as you start to move towards the man. Your only thoughts being of how you can best serve him. Of how you can adjust your body to perfectly fit his cock, or how your tongue can masterfully play with his dick.
The scent is blocked as you feel your nose being stuffed into fur. Yuriv planting your nose on his chest, the stag covering his own sniffer with a piece of cloth. You can see a mix of emotions in Yuriv's eyes; fear, anger, desire, lust, want. He's struggling just as much as you are. The rebels around the camp are fairing no better. Several have discarded their weapons as they rush forward, their friends trying to stop them, only being dragged closer to the scent as they give in and follow. The entire encampment now gathered before Riefclaw, the rebels kneeling as only Jargus and Makin remain standing. The lion laughing for a moment as he steps forward.
"I had higher hopes for you rebels, yet you still broke after only a second."
Riefclaw grabs one of the kneeling rebels, a small raccoon man that doesn't resist the kings grasp. The lion directing the man to his cock, the raccoon happily stuffing the dick down his throat as Jargus barks.
"Bastard! Decided to personally deal with us have you?"
There's a brief nod from Riefclaw.
"My knights enjoyed your little game of cat and mouse. Those skirmishes outside my kingdom, it was good training for what's to come. But now my subjects, I need to put the game to its end."
You hear a brief grunt, Riefclaws cock throbbing as the raccoons mouth is filled with the beasts spunk. The raccoon eagerly drinking the kings reward, standing after he had his fill, moving next to the knights. Seeing one man fully broken, Makin seems to have had enough. He takes a step forward, drawing a shortsword as he yells.
"What's is your plan now Rieflcaw? You come to end us or fuck us!"
Makin charges forward, Jargus attempting to hold him back, but failing to do so. The fox rushing towards the king, his blade swinging as the slash is swiftly dodged then countered. Riefclaw's fist connecting with Makin's chest as the fox collapses to the ground, his sword dropped as the kings claws hold onto his head. The two staring at each other as Makin begins to moan, and Riefclaw begins to laugh.
"Brave my subject, very brave. We need more men like you, and so we shall get them."
Makin's head is stuffed onto Riefclaws cock as the king continues his speech. The conversation directly solely at Jargus now as Makin is clearly overtaken. The curse removing his remaining humanity, Makin's hands now happily roaming Riefclaws body as he continues his service to the king. His nose stuffed into the kings pubic fur as he takes deep whiffs, while his hands grope the kings heavily muscled torso.
"Jargus, I have one kingdom, but there are more out there. More kingdoms who have not seen my might and bowed before it. I need more forces, more troops. An army, ready to march under my order as we convert kingdom after kingdom!"
Jargus seems outraged, growling.
"And you're wanting us for this!"
Riefclaw stares at his captive fox. His body beginning to thrust into Makin's muzzle, the fox's eyes closing for a moment as you see the two cum. Makin's pants tented as you see the fabric wet, while Riefclaw plants his seed in another lust crazed rebel.
"Of course, you have a band of well trained rebels. They will make excellent knights. Isn't that right Makin?"
Makin moves off Riefclaw's dick, the fox rapidly stroking his own member as more and more of his seed begins to spill.
"Y-yeah, happy to join your army, my king. Ready to serve with the other knights."
The knights move forward. The bear grabbing Makin and bringing him next to the others. The group cheering as they welcome their two newest knights. The boar quickly stripping as he begins to press against the raccoon, the two briefly sharing an intimate moment before the raccoon's head is directed to the boars throbbing manhood. The wolf stripping down straight afterwards, his armour hitting the ground with a clank as Makin pounces onto him. His dick pressed against the knights hole as the two begin to fuck like the curse demands. Riefclaw begins to approach Jargus, the older wolf doing his best to remain firm, but you see even he trembles as the king gets closer. His scent slowly filling Jargus, Riefclaw directing an order.
"Present your ass for me!"
You see Jargus resist. Refusing to budge. Rieflclaw now standing only a few inch's from him, the king moving his head against the bear. Lips locking for a moment as Riefclaw's hands surround Jargus, pushing and directing him. You see a bit of struggle, Jargus trying to remain firm. His body overpowered by Riefclaw as he's forced onto all fours, the king looming above him. Riefclaw quickly stripping Jargus, tearing apart his clothing with his claws as he rests his pre and cum soaked dick at his ass.
"I greatly enjoy breaking proud men. Once we're done here, I have plenty of questions to ask you. Understood?"
Jargus once again struggles.
"N-never!"
Yet a moan escapes him moments later. Riefclaw entering his ass with a solid thrust as he repeats his question.
"Understood?"
The lion begins to thrust into Jargus, his body resting on the wolfs back as his arms wrap around the man. His claws approaching Jargus' cock as he begins to stroke it. Jargus' knot pushing out as you can tell little remains to the once proud man you were speaking to before. Jargus panting already, speaking through hurried breaths.
"Y-yes, my king."
The two men continue to breed like the animals they are. Jargus' ass claimed for the king, Riefclaw having long and focused thrusts as he does his best to break the man. Their bodies battering against each other, Jargus' cock leaking it's seed then shooting its cum long before Riefclaw seems even remotely done. The kings hands instead moving to Jargus' pecs, grabbing the fat yet firm parts as he feels up his newest knight. After another minute of thrusts, the damage seems to have finished. You and Yuriv seeing seed leak out of Jargus' ass, Riefclaw exiting him without care, before turning him over and embracing him with a kiss. Their chests pressing against each other as they are lost in a moments embrace. Their voices barely reaching you and Yuriv.
"Now my newest commander, tell me this. Where is Yuriv and the prisoner?"
"My king, they should still be nearby. I told the prisoner to wait, if they escaped, they could not have gotten far. May I ask why you seek them?"
Riefclaw strokes the back of Jargus' head. Their kiss breaking as the two stand, Jargus tearing off his remaining clothes as the bear comes forward. Holding a set of armour that Jargus begins to don.
"Of course my loyal follower, of course. We are all men, and as such we cannot breed. Yuriv is the little royalty that remains, I wish to... adopt him. Him and his prisoner, reports have stated the two are rather close."
Yuriv begins to move. For the first time, he seems completely overtaken by fear. His voice hushed as he wraps an arm around you.
"Nate, we need to go, now!"