BEFORE ANYONE SAYS ANYTHING BAD ABOUT EOC's...

BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING BAD ABOUT OC'S, I NEEDED SOMETHING TO SHIP HENRY, FREDERICK, AND STAHL WITH SO I MADE ONE. ONE WAS NOT ENOUGH SO I MADE LIKE FORTY MORE. I'M SURE YOU UNDERSTAND.

BASICALLY THIS IS AN "if" VERSION OF WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF THE SHEPHERDS FROM AWAKENING WERE ACTUALLY CATTLE DRIVERS.

I ENCOURAGE ANY FANS OF POORLY WRITTEN SMUT TO READ AND ENJOY.

DISCLAIMER: MY NAME IS NOT JACOB KITCHEN

CHAPTER ONE: DANCE PARTY AT BASE

" Well this is the big day", Chrom looked out the window and sighed. It was a unique day in two ways. One was that it was blazing hot in the middle of Autumn, and two they were getting ready to embark on the most important long journey in existence: the Annual Cattle Drive. Normally the cattle drive is performed in the spring, but Chrom wanted to conform to nonconformity and commanded his fellow shepherds that they would go this fall instead. The shepherds at first were argumentative, but when Chrom threatened to have them branded as heretics with his trusty cattle branding iron they quickly changed their minds.

Chrom was still nervous of course, and was beginning to doubt his plans would "Fall" apart. When the clock started ticking closer to the beginning of the journey Chrom was very stressed and almost in shambles. "Bring me my mistress!" Chrom barked at Frederick in the nearby room. Frederick got on it right away. Maybe I can relieve stress with a little bit of fun Chrom thought to himself. Frederick escorted Olivia -who was a dancer given to Chrom by the people of Regina Ferox- to Chrom's room. Frederick winked at Chrom but gave Olivia a look of suspicion and possibly Jealousy before he left Chrom and Olivia to be alone. "Dance for me." Chrom immediately told Olivia. Before, Olivia would have blushed and reluctantly attempted to do any human action. Now Olivia had grown used to these sex sessions and knew just what to do. After removing all clothing from the top half of her body and dancing for a little more than thirty seconds, she removed Chrom's pantaloons and stroked his dick. Chrom's penis started to unfurl into an erect drum stick from the fleshy question mark it once was. Olivia surprisingly and aggressively rammed the erect sperm machine into her throat. She still showed her shy tendencies as she immediately blushed after doing so. Chrom really didn't give two shits about how Olivia was feeling though, as he moaned with pleasure and shot out his beautiful semen. Olivia pulled out before it shot into her mouth, but it was already too late as all of Chrom's milky sperm hit her in the eyes. Olivia, wounded and possibly blinded threw herself back on the floor rolling in intense eye irritation. Chrom copped a feel from her left breast as a sign of thanks and put on the same pair of pantaloons. Chrom then left to meet up with Frederick and the rest of the Shepherds.

When Chrom got to his destination, he was left with a surprise and a problem on his hands. The shepherds were surrounding around a mysterious object! When Chrom got closer he realized what it was. "Oh fuck, another fucking tactician OC?! Assdammit!" Chrom angrily shouted to himself when he realized that the "object" was a skinny white boy passed out in the same field he found his friend Tavros...