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Tribal Education

By: Lapsa

Warning: Sexism

The tribe had been uneasy when Kristen first arrived among them, only just barely agreeing to let her stay after much debate and a few well-placed bribes from the organization funding her trip. Things hadn't improved since then with each day seeming to make the tribe even more cold and weary of her than the last.

She had thought staying with a local tribe of zebras as she explored the ancient abandoned city their people once called home would be an enlightening experience, but even the few things she had hoped to get out of the tribe seemed to be held at arm's length. She had tried to show respect, she thought, trying to learn as much as she could about the culture for their own sake as much as her own as she went about her work - but every attempt to find the lore and culture from the elders or warriors - or even other women - was met in the same exact manner of either being ignored or the questions being deflected with cold piercing veiled insults.

She had finally had enough of it by the time she finished her exploration - planning to cut her trip short as she packed her thoughts quickly. She was nearly finished as well when a voice from behind her suddenly jolted her attention away as she turned around.

"You go already? Finished sifting through our past?" A snort of frustration came from behind - It was one of the tribe's warriors. She could see most of his buff body exposed - sweat dripping from him.

"Yes - I was just getting my things ready. I'll have to th--"

"No, elders have decided" He snorted again, interrupting her as he blocked her path to the door.

"Decided what?" Kristen turned her attention to the zebra fully now.

"We teach you our ways."

"That is really alright - I don't want to be any more tr--"

"No, it is not choice for a women - men have decided. You will learn." The zebra spread his legs out to further block the vixen's exit now - her black-tipped white tail swishing with a growing fear within her.

"W-what? No, let me leave."

Kristen backed up as the zebra began to approach her - eventually cornering herself in the small hut she was given to stay in. She wasn't left with any choice but to fight back as he reached for her - managing to land a kick against his chest enough to stager him just enough to run behind. Even with that head start though she barely made it just out the door before letting out a scream as a hand pulled her by her hair back into the hut, slamming her to the ground as angry snorts filled the room.

"You act like man, think like man with your 'science'." The equine quickly overpowered her as he pulled her back to her feet, keeping a firm grip of her arms. "We teach you to be proper women for the tribe."

"No, let me g--" She felt a slap across her face.

"First, women do not talk back to men - women to not get a choice."

She growled as she continued trying to struggle - another slap, and another trying to pacify her before finally she felt her body lift up as she was slammed against the wall. With a yelp of pain she finally stopped - letting the equine drag her from the hut. She saw the rest of the zebras walking around already - the early morning sun beating down upon them. Most wouldn't pay her any mind, though a few shot curious glances to her occasional burst of struggling.

"We give you second lesson now - women are not allowed clothing" She felt her body rise once more as she was brought in front of the zebra to better allow him to tear her clothing to shreds. Even with her trying to stop him he made short work of it all - leaving her naked in a matter of seconds.

She could feel more eyes on her now, looking over her naked body as she tried to cover herself. She only now realized the other zebras surrounding - young warriors or middle-aged elders of the tribe. They all looked at her with that same cold stare as if they were examining a piece of broken furniture.

"L-let me go, stop this...my fu--"

"They will not come for you, now quiet." Another slap stopped her short, cheek reddened now as she waited for them to make their next move.

"It is time to make you property of our tribe"

She would turn around to the voice behind her, hearing the sound of heavy clothes hit the floor as the zebras surrounding her disrobed. The one before her seemed to be the leader, from what she caught of his garb before it was cast away to reveal his already hardening thick equine shaft. She would barely have time for more thought or more protests before she felt herself thrown onto her back onto a rock, the head zebra's cock quickly pushing against her stomach.

The air already was heavy with their musk and sweat - the warm sweaty thick member sending a sickening sensation through her body as it rested against her, almost reaching between her breasts. The rest soon joined in to either hold her down or push their cocks next to her, the warrior behind her letting his own member bob against her head - making sure that through all her struggling she could never escape the thick scent of his cock.

"This is the only job of woman." Her ears flattened against her head as she felt the cock on her stomach start to rock back and forth - grinding against her exposed sex with each motion to further add to the sickening feeling with a shameful spark of pleasure.

It wouldn't be long before he would speed up, his hands moving down to squeeze her breasts - though pleasure was hardly his intention. She could barely see him through the cock in her face, he had a gaze of thought on him almost as if he were examining her.

"Too small, women should be fertile. We'll fix, make you perfect for the tribe." He pulled his cock back from her now - giving her a moment of reprieve before her stomach sank with the tip of his thick member pushing against her tight netherlips. "But first, you pleasure us."

Kristen could only helplessly wiggle and whimper as the felt the tip start to force its way into her, firm grip holding her in place as the zebra visibly struggled to shove his girth into her. When he finally managed she let out a scream - mix of pain and pleasure echoing through her body and mind.

The rest of the zebras around her took advantage of her moment of weakness - a cock shoving into her open mouth to assault her with the foul salty taste of cock while her hands were guided to a cock of their own, a hand further guiding them to stroke each. She could hear the pleasured braying soon fill the air.

A muffled whimper would escape as the zebra in her mouth started to thrust - his heavy nuts smacking against her forehead with each movement as his thick cock choked her. Her lolling tongue only seemed to make him even more eager to push deeper into her though - loud braying signaling that he loved the involuntary movements.

All the while she could feel her sex stretched with each thrust into it - the zebra's thick equine shaft bending her very body to its will. All she could do was sit at their mercy - the strong grip on her hands moving faster and faster as the minutes seemed to rush by.

It wouldn't be long before she started to feel pre coat her body and throat - the flaring tip of the head inside of her mouth starting to cut off even more of her hair, though this time the zebra relented as he finally pulled out most of the way - quickly stroking his member into her open mouth.

A few more seconds passed before she felt the flood of cum coat her body, thick globs of cum flowing into her mouth before leaking across her face while she struggled to gulp them down or risk drowning. At the same time spurts of thick hot seed began to cloak her upper half and hands in their heavy grip - black fur almost completely erased as the sea of white stained her coat.

When their orgasms finally ended she was left with little time to recover - the zebra still inside her thrusting even faster as his snorts and braying grew. Her mind was starting to crack, the constant pleasure beating against it with each thrust of that cock against the entrance to her womb as she laid limp against the rock with her eyes glued to the heavy, now empty, balls in front of her.

"This will help." She had barely gurgled down the last bit of zebra jizz before something grabbed her neck - holding her up forcefully as a thick cloth was wrapped around her muzzle.

She tried in vain to pull away - the smell of musk replaced with a thick chemical smell that burned at her nose and throat. It just barely let her breath, choking off just enough fresh hair to make her mind haze - its effects almost immediate as she instinctively started to take deep breaths.

The cock pumping in and out of her would start to slowly feel more and more pleasurable - mind hazing as thoughts became so hard to form. She could barely hear the murmured whisper of the zebra in her ear as she lost herself in the sight of the thick cock pounding her pussy.

"Help make your mind better...only serve for men"

She couldn't help but moan, the pain in her head only offset by that cock as each thrust continued to be more pleasurable than the last. It would only be a few more minutes before she could feel the head of his cock begin to flare out within her, thrusts becoming harder and shorter as pre started to flood her passage and leak slowly onto the rock below her before being stopped completely by the girth of his cock.

"Here is your first!" She heard him shout, the words just barely reaching through the haze in her mind as he gave one final hard thrust.

What felt like gallons of cum started to pour into her - thick fertile sloshing seed making her belly swell with each spurt. She could even see his massive shaft pulsing inside of her with each bit of potent seed he pumped into her - all of it held in by his flared cock to make sure that it couldn't escape her womb where it was surely doing its job.

"You will make good mother." He raised a hand to her stomach suddenly, gently caressing it before taking her own hand to do the same. "You will have a strong foal."

She couldn't help but be aroused at the thought - fantasies of motherhood creeping into her mind as she let out a few idle moans. The rest of her day would become a blur after that - actions all blending together into one slurry of activity that she simply passively accepted. Her now gaping hole would leave a trail as she was brought around the tribe - half as a trophy and half to further her induction into its ranks.

She vaguely was aware of when they put the tattoos on her, tribal markings etched across her naked body to show who she belonged to, and what purpose she served. Her belly was quickly covered in the symbol of fertility as all the other women had done to them. Stripes were painted across her body - her white coat making the prospect of zebrafying her irresistible.

Next her hair would be shaved - done up in a manner more befitting her new home, though again the vixen could only passively sit through it all as it rushed on by her slowed mind. Kristen's mind letting every order she was given flow through her body. Bending over to let her tail be wrapped up, only the tip visible to further cement her place among the Zebras.

By the time the day ended she was barely recognizable - a fresh supply of whatever drug she had been given reintroduced throughout the day to keep her in that mindless blissful state. All she could do was lay on her new bed, letting her new husband - the leader of the tribe - ravage her throughout the night until she passed out, mind numb to anything but pleasure.

***

Months passed as her belly grew, and her mind shrank. It wouldn't have been long before she fully gave in - tattoos now permanently marking her body, breasts swollen with milk for her new children, and hair done up like all the other women in the tribe.

She had tried to escape at first, but each day with her new husband and his very horny warriors had slowly changed her breaking mind. She had fully embraced being part of the tribe, pleasure and drugs mixing within her to twist her perception of the world.

Her old life was little more than a dream, all the knowledge and education she acquired melted away through her training and conditioning as nothing more than a womb. Even now her own name was beginning to slip from her mind, each thought making her head hurt, each memory bringing with it pain. It was so easy to just give in, and accept her place in the tribe. So easy to just lay back against the buff body of her Husband, her Master - letting his firm embrace fill her with warmth as she took another long whiff of the cloth, her entrance into a world she never wanted to leave.

The End

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