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Chapter Twelve: Interspecies Diplomacy

Delicate dappled spots peppered the soft golden coat. The warm amber afternoon sun showing down on it made her appear all the more beautiful. Neat white paws moved in a calculated rhythm as the fair she-cat picked her way along the worn path. Her pretty, though near-colorless green eyes flitted here and there, searching for herbs. And perhaps most agonizing of all, her lovely figure swayed tantalizingly with every stride.

This was the sight Sparrowpaw's gaze could not falter from, late in the day after Sweetspire had returned to camp a changed cat. He could feel his member bouncing slightly as he walked, uncomfortably hard against his will. Brookthroat had sent him out with the painfully gorgeous medicine cat for his first lesson as her apprentice; which had been convenient for all but him, as she was running low or entirely out of most of her healing remedies. Many cats still being injured from the battle, they needed to restock as quickly as possible. However, the tabby apprentice was regrettably pulled out of his daydreaming by the honey toned trill of his new mentor.

"Hold on a heartbeat," she chirped, "I believe I scented a fox."

"Mousedung. Do you think we ought to head back?" Sparrowpaw replied, trying to hold the eagerness out of his voice.

"No no," Dewspeckle insisted gently, "there's no need. Actually, I have a sort of deal with the foxes that live nearby. They don't attack us or trespass into our territory, and I.. Well, they can trespass in one respect."

Sparrowpaw was shocked. He had always grown up assuming medicine cats could never mate, or at least weren't eager to. No one in the clan had ever boasted about mating with the gorgeous Dewspeckle, and he surely would have remembered if they had. She'd never so much as shown interest in another cat, before (not that he'd seen, at least). So how could she be such a slut, and to a creature she couldn't even speak to?

"I hope you're smarter than all your friends, Sparrowpaw. Of course medicine cats of KinkClan are allowed to mate." the pretty cat purred, as if reading his mind. "We just aren't supposed to have kits unless our apprentice knows enough to cover our duties. I could just mate with other cats and not let them cum inside me, but really you can never be sure. Besides, at this point I.. don't believe I could be satisfied by any cat, anymore."

The tom was in a daze as he followed her closer to the border, now trailing the fox scent. He was too shocked to realize until he glimpsed a red tail in the undergrowth.

"Oh! I think they're here for me." Dewspeckle tittered excitedly. "Oh, would you like to participate as well? Actually, it won't matter. They'll do whatever they want."

Sparrowpaw flattened himself to the ground in terror as not one but two todds approached. He could already see the hunger in their eyes, but thankfully they seemed only to be focused on the medicine cat. One fox wasted no time, stepping behind the beautiful she-cat and lapping uninhibitedly at her dampening core. Her rear raised approvingly, leaning back into the stimulating tongue. It stopped shortly after, having accomplished the single goal of making her wet enough to penetrate. It stepped over Dewspeckle and crouched down, plunging its huge cock into her. She yowled in pleasure, pressing her sleek body back against the larger animal.

On one paw, the striped tom was incredibly horny. Possibly the sexiest cat in the clan was right in front of him, moaning and writhing as she was savagely fucked. On the other, a seemingly mindless carnal beast was the one who delivered this sight to him. And on another paw, the second fox was now approaching him, so he had no time to deliberate his conflicting emotions further.

He yelped in pain and fear as the fox snatched his scruff in its jaws and picked him up, placing him beside the other cat. Her moans were practically in his ear and he swore he was near climax, already, despite such terrifying circumstances. The fox made a pawful of high-pitched noises and Sparrowpaw looked up at it. The fox jerked its muzzle at the cat and then opened its mouth, indicating Sparrowpaw should do the same. Knowing what was about to happen, he reluctantly parted his jaws.

The fox stepped forward and immediately slid its member between its prey's lips. The apprentice tried to satiate it with a few tentative licks, but the fox quickly thrust forward and filled his throat. He gagged hard, eyes tearing up as the fox fucked his mouth. It placed a paw on the back of his head and panted from the pleasure. Sparrowpaw simply focused on breathing, afraid he might die being barraged by these filthy canines.

The fox mercifully removed itself before the tom felt too faint, and allowed him to collapse and gasp for a few moments. Now, he also got a glimpse of the other fox plowing the horny medicine cat beside him. Its forepaws were hooked around her chest, dragging her all the way to the base of its dick, before it rocked almost entirely out of her hole, slamming back in again. Her eyes were completely rolled back. Her breathing was heavy and interrupted often by exclamations of joy. His member perked back up in an instant. Precum had already thoroughly coated it. And then the fox swiped him with a paw, turning him around.

The fur along Sparrowpaw's spine stuck straight up suddenly as a tongue brushed his tailhole. The fox held him in place with a paw as he rimmed him. The tom was unsure of how he felt, but evidently his cock loved it, as he was becoming uncomfortably, unbearably hard. Its large, clumsy tongue started to slide inside and he tried to claw away. But he was trapped, and the only thing he could do was hiss distastefully. He was relieved again, as the fox withdrew.

He lost it entirely, though, when the largest member known to cats was thrust into his ass. He yowled more in terror than in pain, although there was plenty of that, too. In response, the todd bit him just a little, a threat. Sparrowpaw quieted down as best he could, understanding. He gritted his teeth as his whole body shook, brushing against the sexy Dewspeckle. She continued to cry out in ecstacy right in his ear.

He hardly could comprehend when cum spurted from his throbbing dick, remaining stiff. He whimpered pathetically, finally experiencing some definite pleasure, but it was short-lived, as the fox gave him no breaks. It kept ramming ceaselessly into his ass, continuing to ream his prostate with abandon. He gave up, letting his body go limp.

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Sparrowpaw must have passed out, because he woke up to Dewspeckle prodding him. He opened his eyes to see her cum-covered face, her eyes bright but tired.

"Finally! You were really tuckered out, hm? They can be pretty rough, I wish they would've gone easy on you. Oh well, you survived, eh? Come on, we still have to collect those herbs!"

Sighing, the tom hauled himself to his feet and slogged after her. Well, I can definitely still mate at least!

When the pair finally returned to camp, Bigstar was almost finished sharing tongues with some of his warriors.

"... And after that point, she was tighter than a new apprentice. So I have no doubt she's in agreement with us, now." Raggedhawk finished boasting, returning to barbarically ripping apart his squirrel. A murmur of praise rippled through the small group.

"Very good. I am very glad you were successful.. Braveclaw, I really can't thank you enough for such brilliant ideas." he purred. The young warrior dipped his head respectfully.

"I believe we can initiate the second stage of this little plan. Do you all agree?" Everyone nodded their approval.

"Very well. If you'll excuse me."

Bigstar turned away from them and strode pridefully towards the apprentices' den—currently the slaves' quarters.

"Scarleteyes," his deep meow called eagerly, "have your fellow guards escort the slaves into the clearing. We have something very important to discuss with them."

The warrior dipped her head and moving to carry out her task. The burly black tom hopped onto the Highmound, waiting. His loyal clanmates acted quickly, and soon the defeated she-cats sat before him. Many of his own cats had caught wind of what was going on and had appeared in the clearing as well. Bigstar cleared his throat and began.

"Prisoners, as you're aware, you three have all been.. 'socializing' with our clan members. I believe you may now want to join our ranks, including your leader." He turned his head towards Phloxpetal, who had the big pale she-cat laying at her feet, staring adoringly up at her. Sweetspire seemed not to even notice her friend and kit only a few fox-lengths away.

"While our ways are surely quite different from the lives you've led thus far, I'm sure it's far preferable to the way you've lived over the past few days... So, I will offer you the choice to become full members of KinkClan. Please, step forward if you wish to no longer be raped, humiliated, and watched even when you make dirt."

The whole camp was quiet for several minutes. The two prisoners stared nervously at each other. It seemed they were no longer sure of their allegiances—

"I-I will." the lovely gray and white Smokey stepped up. Bigstar recognized her from the first intrusion almost instantly, noting her slightly round stomach.

"Braveclaw," the leader turned to the young warrior, "would you say that this cat understands our laws and is loyal to them?"

"Without a doubt." he meowed confidently.

"Does anyone else wish to join us?" his eyes landed on the tentative young tabby.

"I undoubtedly do, but I don't want to stop being humiliated and watched everywhere I go!" Sweetspire moaned, wrapping her tail behind Phloxpetal's rear.

Her kit's eyes landed on her, as unreadable as ever.

"U-um, Bigstar?" the young she-cat stepped forward now, "I—I understand and respect your ways. And I don't wish to leave my mother. But, well… I-I don't think I'm ready to mate, let alone live my life based on it."

Bigstar's eyes became slits, turning this over in his head.

"Very well. You may stay, and refrain from becoming an apprentice until you feel ready. But be aware, you cannot remain a rankless virgin forever, and you will be expected to feed yourself until you no longer are." The she-cat looked to her mother, then Smokey, and finally Slushpaw. She took a deep breath and nodded.

"Then if all is settled... I, Bigstar, leader of KinkClan," he began, "call upon our warrior ancestors to look down on these cats. They have proven their knowledge and skill in mating and shall work hard to understand our noble code, so I commend them to you as warriors in their turn. Smokey, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect, defend, and pleasure your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"Yes."

"Sweetspire, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect, defend, and pleasure your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"Oh yes!"

"By the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Smokey, from this moment you will be known as Smokeytail. StarClan honors your audacity and open-mindedness, and we welcome you as a full warrior of KinkClan."

"Oh, w-wait!" the she-cat yowled before her new name could be taken up by the crowd, "Could I keep my old name, please?"

The dark-pelted tom narrowed his eyes but nodded curtly before shifting his gaze to the large white she-cat, "Sweetspire, StarClan honors your honesty and new devotion, and we welcome you as a full warrior of KinkClan."

"Smokey! Sweetspire! Smokey! Sweetspire!" the clan all cheered.