Hey there! I mentioned this a while back, but I wanted to let you know that I'll continue to share short stories intermittently. Even though I have a full plate with my ongoing writing projects and more in the pipeline, I'll make sure to keep the short stories coming. Just a heads up - I'll only be working on the most interesting and unconventional requests for these short stories. Thank you for your continued support!

Bramblepaw felt a surge of frustration and self-doubt as he stood with his claws digging into the dirt. Despite his efforts, he couldn't help but wonder why his fellow clan members didn't view him as a genuine apprentice. As he glanced towards Firestar, who sat atop the Highrock with a gentle smile directed at the clan, Bramblepaw noticed a hint of disappointment and anger in the leader's gaze as it landed on him. Firestar padded down from the Highrock and approached Bramblepaw with soft and warm eyes.

"What is troubling you Bramblepaw?" he asked with a calm tone.

"All this clan sees me as is crow-food!" Bramblepaw blurted out, clearly angered yet holding back his emotions.

After a moment, Firestar offered, "How about I cheer you up?"

"How?" Bramblepaw inquired, curious about what the wise leader might suggest. "How about I teach you how to mate?" Firestar asked.

His eyes lit up, "Really!?" All that anger faded away.

"Of course!" Firestar responded, "Meet me at the Sunningrocks by moonhigh." Bramblepaw was super excited, basically vibrating with happiness and excitement getting to learn how to mate. His tail was sticking up, his ears perked up and his strides light and soft.

Soon, night fell and as the moon rose, he met up with Firestar at the Sunningrocks, the river's quiet noises filling the clearing. As he padded to the clearing he saw Firestar's mate, Sandstorm, sitting right next to Firestar.

"Oh, greetings Bramblepaw! You are going to learn on Sandstorm. I know, I know, It's a bit weird but as long as you don't tell the clan it'll be fine with me."

Bramblepaw was in shock, he knew he was going to learn, but not on a real she-cat!

"R-really?" He asked, his tail quivering with excitement and his large thick member slowly coming out of its sheath half-out, which looked like a normal-sized cock. His member was throbbing from tip-to-shaft.

"Yes. So first you need to start off with licking each other, you want to lick her core wet and she'll suck your member to make the mating process easier and less painful. Then, she'll do what is called a mating crouch and you have to mount her, hold her scruff with your jaws, and put your member," he pointed at Bramblepaw's half-erected member, "into her core," he pointed at his mate's behind. "I'll let you try."

Bramblepaw approached Sandstorm, wide-eyed and nervous. Sandstorm waved her hips at Bramblepaw, arousing him, and then stuck his muzzle into her core and licked fast causing Sandstorm to moan and sit on his face. Bramblepaw was lying down while he licked, Sandstorm purring and moaning.

"Oh! Bramblepaw, uh! That feels good!" She moaned. Bramblepaw licked faster causing Sandstorm's moans to get louder and louder. Suddenly, he stopped right before she could come.

"Uh! Bramblepaw!" She moaned unsheathing one claw, laying down, spreading her legs showing off her core, and then she put her claw to her core. "Please!" she whimpered.

"Oh don't worry Sandstorm, you'll get it," He flipped her over into a mating crouch and grabbed her scruff with his maw. "You'll get it," He said muffled in her scruff. He lined up his now fully erected member with her tight and dripping wet core. Firestar's eyes widened as he realized that Bramblepaw's member was way bigger than his. More than double. Bramblepaw thrusted into Sandstorm making her moan out.

"OH!" "No way! Bramblepaw is so big! Bigger than Firestar!" she yowled between moans.

Bramblepaw started a slow rhythm pounding into her, his moans loud. He slowly got faster, Sandstorm realizing that Bramblepaw was way better at mating than Firestar. Bramblepaw started going faster pounding deeper and deeper, and soon started hitting her womb walls repeatedly making Sandstorm's eyes widen in shock as she never felt this before.

"AH! I'M COMING!" Bramblepaw yowled as he released a giant load making Sandstorm's belly bulge like she was 2 moons pregnant. Sandstorm's eyes rolled to the back of her head making her moan out loudly. Bramblepaw pulled out and a white waterfall came out of Sandstorm's core. Firestar was very horny and turned on at this point basically fully erected and needing release from this display. He mounted Sandstorm and mercilessly pounded into her, his thrusts swift and deep, not quite as deep as Bramblepaw, but deep enough. Sandstorm was now a mess of purrs and moans, her little core, stretched out from Bramblepaw's massive member. Firestar was also moaning, but grunting with each thrust. He finally came and pulled out and went to Bramblepaw.

"Bramblepaw, could you mate me?"

"W-wha-"

"You mount me and then mate me in my tailhole, but first you must lick." Firestar did the mating crouch, lifting his tail to show a tight tailhole. Bramblepaw reluctantly licked his tailhole and mounted him, thrusting into him, but to his surprise, he groaned as Firestar's tailhole was so tight he had to force his member harshly into it.

"UGH, WHY ARE YOU SO DAMN TIGHT FIRESTAR?" Bramblepaw said finally getting his huge member into Firestar's tight tailhole. Firestar let out a giant moan and Bramblepaw took this as a sign to keep going. He started trusting a painfully slow motion trying to get his tailhole bigger so he could thrust faster. Bramblepaw slowly got a bit more space and started trusting at a faster rate, his tail massaging Firestar's member, tip-to-shaft making Firestar moan even louder.

"OH, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"Bramblepaw yowled making one final thrust super deep and came making Firestar moan out loudly. He pulled out exhausted and his member sticking up, hard as ever. All three of them passed out in the dusty clearing.

Two moons later

Cinderpelt congratulated Sandstorm on the birth of two kittens and asked for their names. Sandstorm, feeling a mix of weakness and happiness, named the kittens Leafkit and Squirrelkit. They were aware that Brambleclaw was the true father of the kittens, but they decided to keep it a secret among themselves.