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Roland looked around at the aftermath; the birth of his children a bloody mess. The nurses lay sprawled on the floor, throats ripped out. The queen lifeless upon the bed, the sheets soaked crimson and her eyes still open. His tears blurring what he saw as he searched. In the corner, huddled, was some movement, a groan of pain, and a whimper.

The midwife struggled and turned her body around, face clawed and a pulp. "Your maj....majesty.....twins. The boy...feral....saved the girl....boy..savage...ran......"; and with her last breath pulled apart her smock. In the midwife's arm the princess whimpered and cried, a rottweiler pup with hair of red.

King Roland cried, lifting his daughter to his face as he licked her clean.

Thirteen Years Later....

The leaves in the forest were starting to show once again as spring had made it's yearly journey. Small buds upon the branches and some had even started flowering. The air rich with the mulch that had formed over winter, creating a rather musky and sweet smell to the trio passing through. Each atop their prized, six-legged mounts.

Two wore uniforms marking themselves as the elite guardsmen; slick gray tunics finely pressed to fit their canine, pit bull bodies. On their right sides were worn sabers, and their left were short-barreled blaster pistols. They were laughing at something the rider in the middle had joked with them.

The princess, a pure-bred rottweiler, a member of the royal family giggled, enjoying the camaraderie she shared with her guards and oldest friends. Her hair a bright crimson, cut just long enough to rest on the shoulders. The riding uniform fitted not just for comfort, but for protection. Tight against the lithe, young body; but yet allowing her small pert breasts to be easily seen. Carrying a small blaster of her own on her shapely hips.

The cloth of the tunic rubbing against her newly sensitive nipples. She had yet to tell anyone that she had hit her first season, and Nikka was doing her best to hide it. She also hoped her friends, and guards, didn't notice how she had pushed her crotch against the saddle, making herself quite damp. She had rubbed there a few times in the past; but it had never felt this good.

"Hey, little Princess, why so quiet over there?" Reno said with a false frown on his muzzle.

Nikka razzed him with her tongue, "nothing Reno, just thinking how nice the forest is this time of year. Have you seen how early everything is budding?" Reno chuckled a bit, knowing full well what had budded. He knew his friend very well, playmates as children. Being a year older than she, he also knew the scent of heat, and could smell it strong on her; but, he knew better than to take her. The King would be quite angry if his daughter became pregnant so young, and even angrier if they were half-beeds.

The guard wasn't the only one who noticed, acres away, something else had picked up the scent and had been tracking them. Moving quickly, and quietly, along the path. Downwind so as to hide his scent, using the shadows to stay from sight. The air strong with a scent familiar to him but yet strange. So much like the other creatures he had mounted the past year, and similar to his own. His instincts started to churn, and the shaft between his hind legs ached with each breath. It was imperative he take this new property from the other males.

He halted as the trio stopped, inching closer as his chance had come.

Reno playfully patted Nikka's shoulder, "perhaps we should rest the mounts a few, our silent friend here looks like he's asleep anyway."

"Sounds good Reno", and then they heard a loud growl. "What...was that?"

"Quick, behind us Princess", as all eyes turned to the edge of the path. Lurched down on all fours they saw him. Hunched down, ready to strike. The brown and tan markings of a rottweiler; but walking on all fours. The front legs had something close to hands and fingers, just not fully developed as Nikka's. It glared, and watched as the guards pulled their blasters. Then with a howl leaped into the air. Landing against Reno first, pushing him to the ground. Then to the other it leaped again, and in one movement tore out the guard's throat, blood and flesh splattering Nikka as she screamed and started to run. The feral twin quickly bit Reno's neck at the jugular, silencing the pit-bull's movements before it's attention focused on the running girl.

It ran, following the scent of heat more than using it's eyes, and pounced, knocking Nikka to the ground. She reached for her blaster, but it had somehow been lost in the excitement. On her back, she looked up into the growling muzzle of this thing that she did not know was her twin, even though her brother instinctively knew. She tried to push back, but a front hand-paw placed on her shoulder, pushed her back down.

He moved his muzzle closer to her's and started to sniff, then smelled her neck, licking it. Nikka stifled a scream, and was embarrassed at the tingling it gave her. Then the nose moved downward, between the breasts. He lifted his head and growled louder, then dove down, tearing the tunic's front and started sniffing the nipples.

Nikka gasped, and ashamed as her puffy nipples began to tingle, and then stiffen when they were licked. Then it hit her, the feral dog smelled her heat. She had to escape, but how with the superior strength holding her down.

The hand-paw slipped from her shoulder and she tried to move, getting on all fours and pushing away. She got about ten feet before her brother pounced her again, rolling Nikka to her back once more. He held her down with both front legs now, trailing his nose down until he found her scent, then licking the crotch of the pants. With a whine and a growl, he shredded these much like he did the tunic.

Nikka's body, now completely naked, flooded his senses with her heat-borne pheromones. He dipped his nose to her crotch once again, his shaft now aching more than it ever had before. Licking hungrily at her crotch, taking in the taste now as well as Nikka's scent.

She started to scream and struggle, each extremely futile while her virgin pussy was licked. She couldn't get away and started to cry. Then she felt something and started to breathe heavily. Both afraid and ashamed that her body was reacting, she let out a half-scream, half-moan as she had her first ever orgasm. Her juices flooding her brother's muzzle and pushing him nearly over the edge.

He stuck his head into the air and howled at his conquest, unblocking the view of his now very hard shaft and knot. Nikka, breathing hard after the sensations caught the scent of his pre-cum and knew what would happen if she didn't get away. She couldn't no matter what, plus her body was reacting with instinctive needs now, blocking her wants.

She screamed as the hand-paws clutched her fur and turned her around, placed on all-fours. She clenched her legs together, futilely thinking it would help.

It didn't. The twin moved in closer, grinding against Nikka, the shaft slipping along her ass before finding it's mark. A little bit in, he hit her cherry, that also didn't stop him for long as with one strong thrust, it shattered, and he was buried in her up to his knot.

She screamed loudly again, this time in pain as she was torn through and stretched. Her tight cunny gripping the thrusting shaft.

Tears flew from her eyes, her tiny breasts moving in rhythm to his thrusts. The pain subsiding slightly as her body adjusted. She whimpered with the tears, and tried to fight the pleasurable sensations going through her body.

He thrust harder each time, none of the others he had mated with being so tight, feeling so good. Knot slapping hard against her thighs as he gave one strong push, forcing the knot inside of her, and tying his sister to him.

None of the screams before were as loud and rattling as the one Nikka let out. She felt as if her pussy was about to be ripped in two. Her body kept moving with his thrusts though, and the knot rubbed against Nikka's g-spot. She felt and heard his breathing get harder, and noticed her's had as well. Her whimpers and cries also turning to moans as they both creeped closer. She started to tremble first as the her orgasm hit. Her whole body vibrating as it clenched down on the shaft, trying to milk it. Her fingers digging into the dirt as she found herself pushing back against the humping.

The twin felt the orgasm, and leaned down, grabbing the back of Nikka's neck in his mouth. His grinding becoming more furious as he was gripped. Then with one final thrust he let go, and howled eerily into the air. His shaft cumming hard inside the female. Filling the womb, fertile with her first heat.

She started to cry again, feeling the cum in her body, knowing what could happen as she was in season.

Then suddenly, a loud TWANG and a smell of burning ozone became evident. Reno had not been killed in the attack; just seriously injured. He crawled slowly towards his friend as she was being raped. Crying himself because he could not stop it until getting into range. Too late to interrupt the mating, he got off one shot. Piercing the shoulder of the feral twin.

The brother growled, in pain, and weakened from the breeding knew when to run; which he did. Not far, as he watched while Reno made it to Nikka. Taking off his tunic and covering her, then comforting her as he called for help on his communicator.

The twin watched as a rescue team flew in on a glider, surrounding the princess with warriors while they both were treated, then transported back to the city proper. He whined a bit, as he had never felt such a connection with the wild females in the forest.

Three Months Later...

Nikka entered the hospital room, part of her daily cycle now. Reno had slipped into a coma shortly after the rescue and had yet to awaken. She was worried as well, when she was examined. The doctors told her father what had happened, and gave him the description of the animal. Roland's face looked at her, saddened, not only by the rape, but by something he appeared to keep hidden. Nikka thought about it often and couldn't get her dad to answer. So she talked to the comatose Reno, hoping he would say something back.

She stood up from the bed and walked away, looking down. Placing hands on her belly which was now slightly distended, and her breasts which had grown quickly the past three months. Hoping that she wouldn't end up giving birth to a monster..."no" she thought out loud. "it wasn't a monster, I almost felt as if I knew him."

To Be Continued?