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There are some weird scenes in this story but they're only there to offer some amusement. Game of Thrones is a rather open series so I'm going to be even more open about it.
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Unknown Location
Amidst the snow-covered landscape of the far north, tall trees reaching for the skies covered in snow, a set of gleaming red eyes narrowed at the path ahead and focused on the figure of a shadowy man seated in the blanket of whiteness.
A large nostril flared up, taking in the scent of its prey.
Crimson fur with golden strips covering its body like a majestic blanket of condensed blood and gold, the tiger, standing proudly amidst the trees akin to a king standing over his subjects, stealthily approached the unaware human.
Red eyes, a noble but fearsome visage and a body that was more muscle than anything else tensed as it neared the shadow creature.
It was said that the cat family was one of the stealthiest of all creatures roaming the kingdoms. Among the known species, Tigers reigned supreme. If dragons were declared as the kings of the skies, then tigers were, without a doubt, rulers of the landscapes.
It could feel the human's negligence and lack of environmental awareness. It could smell the man's laziness and the lack of movement in his body, picked up by his ever aware eyes, screamed defenseless.
Just a few inches and this human would be torn to pieces before he could even begin to understand what had attacked him.
Standing approximately two meters away from the unaware humanoid, the muscular creature, tensing his muscles to prepare for a majestic jump, pounced with all its might.
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The human dodged the formidable claw aimed at his head, by tilting to the side without even looking at the rear, much to the shock of the creature as it sailed overhead and landed a few feet away from the still seated human.
Before a loud, boisterous laughter filled the snow-capped tree lines.
"You've much to learn before you can sneak up on me, little cub" the human announced in a teasing tone, standing up to an impressive height of 6,5.
The tall figure had the appearance of a muscular young boy, somewhere in his late teens and early twenties, with wild crimson hair and one of the most intense blues eyes ever. He so often was mistaken for a bastard of the Baratheon House.
His face was, one might dare say, wild and demonically arousing, befitting of his heritage. Blue eyes gleaming in the dark, high cheekbones befitting of a royalty, pronounced eyebrows and 3 golden tribal lines on each of his cheek like that of the tiger.
Growl!
"Oh please, spare me your tales of so called glory, Ryujin" the young man replied bluntly, shrugging off snow from his dark cloak as he looked at the growling creature. "You've yet to catch me"
Growl!
"Don't blame your failures on the snow" the redheaded man countered dryly, sweat dropping at his partner. Seriously? The snow was slippery?
Growl!
"Now you're just being ridiculous!" A hand, made of snow, stopped him from jumping fast enough to catch him?! Seriously what the fuck?! Could he come up with worse excuses than this?
Growl!
"Well fuck you too!"
The crimson tiger growled furiously and flopped down on the snowy land in a childish show of annoyance, snarling at him like he'd just been denied his stag to devour. If Ryujin had any humanoid features, he would've been pouting right now.
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The beast's partner, however, could not understand him but also know what his actions meant as he snickered. "Are you seriously pouting right now?"
GRRRR
"You little crybaby!"
Loud laughter once again dominated the isolated landscape as the redhead teen clutched his stomach and rolled on the snow in laughter, his howls of snickers increased with each growl from Ryujin.
"Prince Naruto?"
The newly named prince, Naruto, finally stopped his guffaws and turned to the side, eyeing a heavily dressed warrior, with the standard tribal marks on his face, standing to the side and waiting for his acknowledgment. "What is it?"
"Her majesty requested the honor of your presence, my lord"
The young prince blinked. "Mother? What does she want now?"
"I'm afraid I've no idea"
Of course he didn't … no one but God knew what was going on in that woman's head.
"I'll be there shortly."
Of course she had call him now of all time. Couldn't she wait? He was supposed to be in Winterfell by late afternoon to meet with the Starks and …see what the fuss was all about regarding the so called King of the Seven Kingdoms.
Royal Palace, Uzgar
Unlike the other houses and clans, Uzgarians served no outsider. Located squarely between the borders of the House of Stark and House Arryn territories in the north, falling a kilometer distance away from the Wall, Uzgar was a kingdom of its own.
Known for their ferociousness, battle prowess and incredibly disturbing lust for battle and carnal pleasure, the tiger-training Uzgarians served under the rule of their queen. Consisting of roughly a thousand men and women, many king-wannabes had tried to subdue the warrior house but had failed miserably.
After countless attempts to enslave, befriend or wipe out the House of Uzgar, the numerous kingdoms had come to the conclusions that they were better off left alone rather than provoked. Time passed, wars waged on, civilizations rose and crumbled and history eventually forgot about them.
Those of the older generation knew them but the newest was rather ignorant to their glory.
If he was honest himself, Naruto rather preferred the fact that they were forgotten. Some of their actions had been ...less than pleasant. The old men and women knew who they were and that was enough for him. Plus if he ever felt the need to remind the world what being an Uzgarian meant, he'd be happy to do it on his own terms.
The glory of his ancestors was not something he fancied taking credit for.
Arriving at the gates of the throne room, Naruto gestured for Ryujin to stay outside and pushed open the massive gates to the large, decorated chamber.
People always talked about the Iron Throne and what a sight it was to behold, if only they could see the throne room of the Uzgarians.
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It was a hall with two thrones, one for the prince and a wide…very wide throne for the queen, especially at the sides to accommodate the …endowments of the Tiger queen. Other than that, it was pretty simple, curtains hanging on either sides of the chamber with the sigil of the Uzgar House.
The head of a golden roaring tiger on a black banner.
"Glad to see you are on time for once" a seductively soft voice reverberated around the chamber, drawing the attention of the muscular prince to the only occupant of room beside himself, a tall, redheaded, incredibly endowed Amazonian woman.
Red tribal markings dominated the entirety of her forehead, the sides of her cheeks, under her rosy and plump lips, a pale skinned woman who could harden a thousand cocks by simply exposing an inch of her skin.
A reddish black corset adorned her upper body, holding back a pair of fat tits just threatening to burst free. If the size of the humongous breasts wasn't an irresistible aspect by itself, those fat milk jugs were beautifully adorned by her tribal marks, really drawing the eyes towards her assets.
The red tribal marks trailed past her taut abdomen, over the flare of her incredibly wide hips and found sweet home upon her thick thighs. A long red cape flowed down her back, right below the colossal vastness of her thick booty, futilely covered by black panties and two flaps of cloth that covered all but her front.
The most prominent thing about her appearance apart from the dick-hardening curves and endowments was the fact that she was bare footed.
Kushina Uzgar, Queen of the Tigers, his mother, mentor, a woman of few words, headstrong, insanely powerful and obsessive.
"I had to" Naruto replied flatly, watching the incredibly beautiful woman squeeze the sheer phatness of her massive booty into her throne.
"In a hurry to go somewhere, are we?" the Milf queen asked curiously, resting her head on a clenched fist.
"You could say that" he replied vaguely, earning a frown from the busty tigress. "You called?"
"Indeed I did, sweetie" Kushina replied nonchalantly, looking around the room with something akin to boredom. "I have an assignment for you, one of the utmost importance"
"Really now" Now he was curious.
"Have you heard of the King's arrival at Winterfell?"
"I have …that's where I am going"
"Ah the Starks" the Milf nodded in understanding, looking intently at her softly smirking son. "For the life of me, I can't seem to understand the fascination of the Starks with you…well beside the fact that they are looking for a future alliance with our kingdom"
"Sansa or Arya?"
"Why not both?" the busty seductress countered with a smirk of her own. "You're an accomplished warrior of the Uzgarian kingdom and my son. My blood runs through yours veins. If there is one thing I know about myself for certain is that I've the libido of a virile tigress in heat, ready to mate with the strongest of the tribe. I've …reasons to believe that you've a libido to even surpass my own, thus limiting your conquests to a single woman would be outrageous."
"They're still too young…"
"Not that young apparently" the phat-assed queen retorted in a pointed tone, purple eyes staring into that of her son's with a knowing glimmer in her orbs. "I did not expect Eddard's youngest daughter to be so skilled with her mouth…"
If Naruto was surprised that his mother knew of the many carnal escapades he had with Arya, he didn't show it. "We never went beyond that point… too young like I said"
"I never implied that you did" she countered with a soft smile, before a teasing glint shined in her mischievous orbs once more, putting Naruto on the defensive. "Shame I can't the same about Catelyn, who knew the docile little fish had it in her to be so brazen with her desires"
"Ok who the fuck told you that?!"
Arya? He could understand since she was still young and could've easily let it slip through her lips… I mean she was pretty good with her lips, never letting a drop slip …Focus! The point was that her situation was understandable.
But Catelyn? Now that was an issue that could raise a lot of problems for him if the information fell into the wrong hands. He was a very, very and very close friend of the House of Starks, a confidante of Eddard 'Ned' Stark and the proclaimed rival of Robb Stark, if someone let this leak, it would destroy his friendship with them.
"Sweetie, you underestimate the reach of my network and my observational fortitude." Kushina giggled seductively, causing more than enough of her dangerously phat tits to wobble wetly.
"No spy could sneak up on me, not even you" he replied confidently, staring into her eyes with blatant accusation.
Even the mighty queen had to give him credit for that. He was right. No one, in Uzgar or beyond, has been able to sneak up on him… ever, not even herself and that was saying something.
Among the tigers, he was the stealthiest and the most aware of his surroundings.
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"Fine, I saw you from the watchtower of the east wing the last time she came on a 'diplomatic' visit while I was out clearing my thoughts" the redheaded queen admitted sheepishly. "Imagine my surprise when I saw the esteemed Lady Stark, mother of five children being taken by my little boy…in the butt no less"
The young prince grumbled indignantly. "Never pegged you for a voyeur"
"Is it still voyeurism if it's unintentional?" the queen asked with a lopsided smirk.
"It is …if you stay long enough to see where the Lady had taken it" the redheaded prince frowned, rubbing the edges of his temple as he tried not to laugh at his mother's attempt to look innocent. "How in the hell did you even know that she was … well... being fucked in the ass from that tower?"
"The shuddering of her body with each thrust, squirming and writhing beneath you, not to mention her attempts to muffled screams of painful pleasure into the haystack made it obvious" the Milf explained softly, as if talking about the harshness of the cold. "You did quite a number on her, my little tiger, it made me proud to see you dominate a woman of her caliber and reduce her into a creature of lust"
"Mother, as much as I enjoy hearing you praise my dominance in the sack, I must be going if I want to reach Winterfell before the so called king arrives" Naruto started in a flat tone, well aware that his mother was only teasing him. She had been doing that since he took his first life as rites of passage into manhood.
Back he was four years old. Uzgarians didn't fuck around when it came to their traditions. No wonder his ancestors were feared.
"Of course …you need to get back to that little cock-sucker and Lady of yours" Kushina started with a teasing giggle. "Be a dear and pump a fat load down her gullet the next time you see her, God knows she needs it. Poor woman has to deal with 6 children; I can barely deal with you"
"Hey!"
"Now onto the reason why I have summoned you here"
Winterfell
Time had a funny effect on people. It changed them …often times into the very images of their worst nightmares. Time changes mind, body and perception. Desire was one of the many aspects of time, but it was affected in reverse.
Unlike others, time augmented the desires of an individual, rather than curb them.
Catelyn was one of those individuals. If her former self could somehow see what she had become, she would die of shock …or join here. Time had changed her. The changes brought forth by time had changed.
And so did her perception of the world around her.
Along with her inhibitions.
Taboos.
Forbidden desires.
Lustful fantasies.
And a conduit to fulfill them through.
She blamed it all on time …and on this man's monstrous dick!
The brown haired Milf's philosophical thoughts were cut short when Naruto grabbed the back of her head, rammed every inch of his meat down her gullet and the first shot of thick spunk hit the back of her throat.
With the wild prince's crotch pressed right up against her nose and his thick meat rammed all the way down her throat, Lady Stark had to swallow desperately just to take care of that first wave of hot baby-batter.
It seems that first shot was only a warning.
As Naruto's orgasm continued, the busty woman tried in vain to lessen the flow of the cream with her swallowing, but to no avail. Unable to gulp down the entire load, the force of the ejaculation filled up her cheeks and exploded out of her stretched lips.
It spilled onto her body like a waterfall, a thick, white mess of powerful jizz. The brown haired mother gurgled dumbly as the flow slowed down after a few minutes, just kneeling there and feeling the hot cream drip down her lips.
Finally, the Uzgarian redhead groaned happily, lowering his hips and extracting his long, thick dong from Catelyn's abused gullet. A blissful shudder ran through his sweaty body when the resulting vacuum sucked out another few lumpy gobs of sperm, before he was out with a pop.
"Now that is a head worthy of a Lady" the Uzgarian prince muttered in satisfaction, eyeing his much older lover's half-lidded eyes as she nuzzled the semi-hard meat with her cheeks with a motherly smile.
'A big fat load down Lady Stark's throat? Check!' the redhead cheered inwardly, checking off the mentioned request from a list of things he needed to do. 'Who says I don't follow my mother's commands?'
"This is a manhood worthy of a king" the Milf muttered softly, trailing the numerous veins on the mighty shaft with her soft fingers, amazed that after all that load, it still stood straight and strong. "We should get going before Ned suspects something"
"We should" Naruto agreed gently, watching as the mature Milf sat up straight and scooted to the edge of the bed, looking around for her clothes. "I do want to make a good impression on the …King"
"You don't have to hide your contempt for King Robert, honey" the older woman started in a motherly tone as she stood on her feet, feeling her lover's eyes drilling a hole through her thick butt. "I know you hate him"
The beastly prince shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't hate him per say, I simply loathe the idea that a man who claimed the throne through a rebellion has the gall to call himself Lord of the Seven Kingdoms"
"Wars are not simply fought with steel, my prince"
"It shouldn't be called a war if there is no bloodshed!"
"Your fascination with warfare is beyond me" the Milf simply chuckled, bending down to pick up her clothes.
"Warfare is not all I'm fascinated with…"
She knew what was coming next as a strong hand groped the thickness of her butt cheeks …but they needed to get going. "We don't have time, sweetie"
"Dammit!"
An Hour Later
"You're late"
If there was one thing the young tiger respected above all else, it was strength. Eddard Stark had that strength and thus he had his respect.
The Lord of Winterfell was a tall, muscular man with long brown hair and the visage of a warrior of his caliber. The occasion had called for him to dress in his royal attire, as well as his children.
Arriving through the back of the many lines standing at the yard of the castle, Naruto waved off several bows with a dismissive grin and approached the Starks with a certain swagger to his step…or what his lover's had called 'a tiger's prowl'.
As was the Uzgarian custom, the young prince wore little to hide his muscular physique from the hungry of more than a few Northerners. Baggy leather combat pants with pads at the shin, kneecaps and waist, black high boots and a long black trench coat opened to reveal his muscular chest and abs.
All finished by an emerald necklace.
As always, Ned Stark was not the least bit pleased to see him arrive late…again on this special occasion, visible from the frown on his face.
"The day I arrive early to an occasion is the day the Wall melts and the White Walkers shit fire out of their asses in celebration of the miracle itself" And he couldn't just say that 'I was busy fucking the life out of your Milf wife's throat', now could he?
The strict man only gave him a deadpan look. "I'd hate to be in that head of yours"
"Indeed you would" Naruto replied with a snicker, catching the eyes of the Lady of Winterfell as she chuckled softly. The young prince moved past the annoyed man and approached the smiling woman, reaching for her hand. "Lady Stark, it's a pleasure to receive the honor of your wonderful company"
Catelyn shivered, and not from the cold, as the redheaded tiger kissed the back of her hand, mischievous, lustful eyes drilling into her own in arousing intensity. The look made more than a few places wet in anticipation. "The pleasure is all mine, your Grace"
The frown on Naruto's face was revenge enough. 'I know how to play this game as well, little one, more than you do'
"Just Naruto is fine, my lady" he pressed on, eyes narrowing for the briefest of seconds. "You know I hate formalities"
"Are you going to stand there all day or greet us normally for once?" an annoyed voice announced next to the smirking woman, snapping the beastly redhead from his staring contest with the Lady of the house.
"Robb 'Emo' Stark" the tattooed teen announced with a grin as he stepped forward and stood in front of the firstborn of the Stark house. "Finally managed to hunt something other than a house cat?"
Robb Stark was a young man, groomed to be much like his father if not a little bit impulsive and controlled by emotion. The firstborn and thus the bearer of a lot of responsibilities, which he seemed to accept and adapt to.
An admirable quality. One he respected.
"How about we move this to the forest and see for real who hunts whom?" the young man replied with a smirk, grabbing the muscular teen in a tight hug as he chuckled. "Good to see you again, you nasty cub"
"You too, Emo, you too" Moving past the first son of the Starks, Naruto eyes' perked up in excitement as the familiar visage of a beautiful redhead came into his view. "You certainly are Lady Stark's daughter alright, Lady Sansa, I swear you get more beautiful every time I see you"
Sansa Stark was a young girl, somewhere around 15 years, with a rare hair color much like the Uzgarians but with a body that could put many grown women to shame. And honestly, with a Milf like Catelyn as her mother, Naruto expected as much from the young girl.
For someone of her age, she was tall and a pretty little thing, almost like a doll. The young heiress was dressed in a long navy blue dress, the cups of her dress bulging outwards hinted at the developing amount of teenage titflesh hiding behind them.
The elasticity of her dress accentuated the wideness of her thick hips, no doubt sporting an ass that could ruin marriages. Catelyn certainly had that ass and Sansa had it as well from what he could see.
The Starks were not much gifted in the chest but they had pretty much a lot of houses beat in the rear.
"T-thank you, your Grace" the redheaded girl replied timidly, a huge blush flashing on her cheeks as she looked down, not able to meet eyes with the fierce prince. It made her feel tingly in weird places.
"None of that, young lady" the prince muttered flatly, stepping a few inches closer to the redhead. "Look into my eyes and say my name"
Sansa could feel her entire body sizzling as the ground she had been looking at was suddenly replaced by the bulging crotch of the teen, moving up a steel board like abs and lingering a little long the sheer wideness of the muscular chest.
By the time she got to his eyes, her face was just about ready to explode from heat. The intensity behind those blue eyes and a glimmer of something she didn't understand only made the tingling worse. It spread all over her body …wait!
Why was there a sticky wetness between her legs? Did she just wet herself!? GREAT!
"N-naruto"
"See? That wasn't so hard, was it?" the young redhead patted the red-faced Stark heiress on the head and moved to the next one in line.
Arya Stark was a short tomboyish girl, with a disturbing penchant for fighting and exploring, unlike her older sister. With her dark hair, grey eyes and long stern face, Arya took more after the father than her mother.
While the cloak she wore hid pretty much everything from view, he had no need to use his imagination as to what she was hiding under her clothes. Young she may be but he had seen firsthand how developed she was in the ass department.
She had taken almost all of the Tully genes from her mother in regards to the cute, phat bubble butt hidden beneath the cloak. He couldn't wait for her to get older soon.
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"You're still a little squirt"
"HEY!"
Naruto suppressed an amusing chuckle as the little Stark glared at him in defiance. "Did you get shorter or something because you can barely reach my waist"
If only the others could understand how happy he was about that. I mean she was tall enough for her face to be directly in front of his crotch and that was all he needed at the moment. Neither he nor she needed to exert much effort to derive pleasure.
He could just stand still, lean against a wall and the little Stark would suck his balls dry with that surprisingly skilled mouth of hers without finding the need to bend in uncomfortable ways.
"You got taller, you cur!"
And her fierce temperaments only made him want to whip out his cock and shove it down her throat even more. Uzgarian men couldn't resist fierce, manipulative and evil women; it was kind of their weakness.
"Arya, watch your language in front of the prince!" Catelyn admonished from the other side, giving her youngest child a pointed look.
"Still feisty, I see. I've always liked that enthusiasm of yours" the young tiger started in a vague tone, earning a blush from the cute Stark as she realized what he meant by enthusiasm.
Arya looked at the extended hand and crossed her hands, a defiant look on her face. "I want a hug"
"I swear the short ones are so bossy" Naruto muttered under his breath as he bent low and engulfed the young teen in a tight hug. "Happy now?"
"South tower, tonight" Arya whispered into his ear, tightening her arms around the muscular teen. "I'm going to milk that monstrous cock like a yak"
And another thing …Unlike Sansa, the young she wolf knew what sex was …all of the disturbingly vivid details. He had no idea who had taught her those.
The cute girl stepped back without giving the slightest bit indication of what she'd just proposed, making Naruto almost shed tears of pride at her poker face. He had taught her well.
Eddard's second youngest son came running into the gathering with an excited look on his face. "The King is here!"
Standing beside Eddard in his usual nonchalant but observant pose, Naruto turned his attention to the gates of the castle as the first horse rider, what the others called as Kingsguard, galloped through followed by a brown horse ridden by a blond boy.
The young tiger prince raised an eyebrow when he looked at the attire of the lad, realizing, with much disappointment, that this was the prince in line for succession. This little weasel was going to rule over 7 kingdoms after his father? The seven kingdoms would be better off jumping off a cliff than taking orders from this shitstain.
Plus he didn't like the way he looked at Sansa.
Following him was a heavily armored mountain of a man with an animalistic helmet, no doubt the famous Hound. His kingdom may be isolated and barely known these days but he wasn't isolated. Knowledge was power after all.
A carriage, no doubt housing the queen, followed soon after.
And then came the man of the hour himself, King Robert Baratheon.
'Oh come on!'
Naruto was almost tempted to shout out his frustration to the entire world as the figure of a plump bearded man came into view, flanked by his famous guards. To make things worse, Naruto had to witness as the king had to be helped in getting down from the horse with the help of a portal staircase.
What the hell! He was supposed to be a KING! His mother told him that kings were supposed to be built like a steel mountain, sharper than a Valyrian sword and faster than lightening itself. He had busted his balls off training to live up to those standards and he was still a prince.
How the fuck was this guy a king of not one but 7 kingdoms!?
As the pudgy man took his first step down the staircase, everyone dropped to their knees in servitude, even the Starks. In fact they started it.
Except him of course.
He'd rather die than kneel before any man. He didn't even kneel before his mother and she was the fucking queen of the freaking Uzgarians!
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As expected, seeing a single man amidst a crowd of kneeling subjects and bowed heads gathered the attention of everyone, even the queen as she stopped midway from stepping down the carriage staircase.
Robert narrowed his eyes in curiosity and the Starks sighed in resignation. Here we go again.
A Kingsguard strode up to the redhead. "Kneel, peasant!"
"I don't kneel before anyone" Naruto replied with a smirk, glancing at the annoyed but curious king. "Especially not before people like him"
THE END
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