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College was supposed to the start of adult life and the end of childhood, Sanmer had believed that the moment he had packed up his supplies and stepped out into the wide world. He could say goodbye to the taunting and laughter of his youth and reinvent himself. His uncle had been a bit upset when he'd dyed his hair blonde and tipped it in dark blue. He had given up most of his clothes and tried to keep up with a more punkish trends that showed off his slender body. He'd done his best to mimic some of the trends his cousins in Japan preferred, hoping that it would make stand him out in a better way. He had even chosen to go to college out of state to get away from his small town. His entire image shifted into someone that was calm, confident, and ready to handle anything that came his way. Of course, nothing ever went the way that he envisioned it.

His first few weeks went so well, he was confident, he met friends, he was able to make a name for himself as he joined a few student groups and began school. He forgot about how his time at his old school had gone so sideways, his confidence in his own power made it easier to not flinch every time someone cracked a joke about him. He didn't have to be afraid of them, he didn't have to flinch away from their words because he knew if it went too far he could step in. After all, Justin and Dustin never bothered him again after he had put them in their place, they had gone from being strong and powerful to his own personal bitches. He had been so happy until he had seen the Alpha Beta Omegas on campus during rush week.

It was like every jock on campus joined up there, except their reputation came for their work with charities. They were always working in the community, nearly every week they had a stand up on the quad to try and raise funds or announcing some sort of party that was being thrown for some cause or another. They were elite, a group that never accepted pledged, but would invite certain individuals to join them. Every rush week people would turn down other fraternities for the hope that they would be invited, but only one or two were brought into the fold. He'd heard nothing but good about them, he was even impressed that they worked with a few of the inner school kids. So, when he'd gotten a treasured invite he'd been so excited, until he'd actually gone to his first meeting. He'd thought that they saw something in him, but that hadn't been the case.

Sanmer lifted his head to glare across him at his 'brother', the large long limbed lad was working on his course work and barely paying attention to him at the moment. He looked like everyone else, he was a bit more muscular and broader along the shoulders, but he still looked like everyone else. The kitsune could taste the difference on the air, the sharp strange scent that made him want to crinkle his nose back in disgust. It was just barely like his own, a hint of canine, but it was wilder and stronger, harsh enough that he nearly sneezed at the taste of it. Werewolves, the Alpha Beta Omegas were all werewolves, the fraternity made up of a pack of young male werewolves. They were all over the united states, a way for their species to get the sensation of having a pack in the modern world. And they had targeted him for their group, but not as a fellow brother, he wasn't a wolf. They knew he was something else, something not human, something with fur hidden beneath the human guise.

He had been invited as the pack Omega. The day he'd gotten his invitation and first seen the inside of the frat house he had been told he would join. He was a nonhuman, perhaps not a wolf, but they wouldn't tolerate him wandering on his own or joining to another frat. They were too class conscious to let him be snapped up, he wasn't a werewolf, but he was close enough that they were going to force him into their pack where they could keep an eye on him. Not in a position where he could even be proud of himself, but the lowest on their totem pole. His family knew about werewolves, he had been given an education in nearly all of the species' that had fled from the old world and into the new to hide, but he had never dreamed he'd be mixed up in them. They were animalistic, base creatures that were the lowest of the shape changers. In many places they refused to even use human form when they hit their teens and now he was trapped with them.

"I'm done." He closed his book slowly, trying not to make any abrupt movements as Lannon continued with his own work. "May I leave now?"

"No." His sponsor barely looked up from his own paper work. "You can sit there for now."

"I'd like to take my work back to my dorm." Sanmer tried to stifle an annoyed growl as the boy made a few more markings on his paper. "I have my bag with me, and I have-"

"Did I ask you about what you had to do?" His sponsor glanced up at him with narrowed eyes. "Tonight we're going to be welcoming our new pledges. You can go downstairs if you want."

Damn them, I don't want to be working with this pledging stuff! I have actual school work to do! He thought in annoyance, suppressing the urge to take a stand. His mother had warned him when he'd talked to her about this that wolves were pack oriented. Most of these boys likely had tight family units that wouldn't think kindly of a kitsune walking on their son's toes. The last thing we need is to have some sort of family feud because I won't play their damn game.

"You never told me that!" Sanmer protested, bristling a bit as Lannon just went back to his work without a single glance towards him. "I have to go and do-"

"The pack. That's what you have to do." The boy glanced up and gave a slow grin. "We do love welcoming in a new omega, never had one as pretty as you are."

"Wh-what?" He froze and stiffened at the implication, only to have his sponsor grin with a broad flash of white teeth.

"Hell, we've been taking bets on when you change your shape, I mean, are you going to look as much like a girl as then as you do now." The wolf licked his lips meaningfully. "Our other Omegas were always too butch to really interest us, but you... you will be lovely."

Oh the fuck... His cheeks burned a hot red in outrage as Lannon barked out laughter at his lack of response. To hell with the risks to a familial war, he wasn't going to be anyone's bitch!

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lannon grinned as the kitsune stormed off with his back stiff as a rod and his entire body vibrating with outrage. Sanmer was the best bit of fun they had found since he had joined up in his freshman year. The Alphas had been established here since the start of the college, his father had been one and his father's father, it gave them all something to channel their need to be in a pack. Well, without actually forming their own without any rules or law. That was the sort of thing that got them evicted from Europe back in the old days, they'd run too wild, given too far into their animalistic side. This way worked better, they did work in the community, mostly to support their own kind, but still they had a good name. They were an A-list fraternity that had members that rose up to powerful positions and jobs, no one ever need know that they were a subculture of nonhumans.

This year was the first year that their membership drive had been a bit strange, though. Normally, right around rush week, he and his beta would go out to see what wolves were starting the year out and invite them into the fraternity, but this year they had found more than just two wolves. Sanmer had appeared at orientation smelling of something wrong, something different, something that was like a wolf, but not. The first time he'd taken in that scent he had been baffled by it, but just assumed the kid had come from some strange clan of wolves and smelled a bit differently. It wasn't unheard of, the united states was large enough that they weren't all well acquainted with each other. None of the other wolves knew the scent either, the boy all set them on edge when he came around them.

It was one of their newest members that knew the scent, Sanmer wasn't a werewolf at all, but a kitsune. He wasn't wolf like at all, but a fox of a species that no one really heard of anymore. Most of the pack had wanted to dismiss him, there was no need to have such a weak blooded member of the pack, but not Lannon. He had seen possibilities there, he had been able to see that there was a way that the fox could be of some use. After all, he was a shapeshifter like they were, perhaps he wasn't a wolf, but that didn't mean they could let him go about on campus without any affiliation. He could be pressured into the fraternity, but not as an equal, but as their Omega. Their bitch. He was weaker, smaller and didn't have the connections to make a stand against them. He was perfect as the lowest ranking pack member, and didn't possess the dominating instincts of a wolf.

Tonight he had it all arranged, the initiation normally was breaking in the newest members to ensure they knew they ranked lowest. Sometimes it was a fight, sometimes sexual, and they always ended it in a hunt, but tonight there would be no fighting. For once, they already knew who would be the omega, which meant it would a night of fun for all of them. They'd put Sanmer in his place and teach him the rules, he was everyones bitch. He would be used like one, he was going to hold that position in exchange for their protection and the good name of their fraternity. The wolf grinned to himself before he stood up and put away his work in his bag. He imagined what the fox would look like in his true form, small and graceful, slight and soft furred. Hell, it would be just like having a female in the pack, but so much better. There would be no risk of pups or snarling father, and by the end of the year the fox would be trained to understand their needs and desires. Perfectly trained.

"Hey!" He grabbed a frat brother as he stepped out into the hall. George looked at him nervously, tucking his chin down a little bit in a submissive gesture. "I want you to get people together early. It'll be fun to make the kitsune change before us, get a sneak preview before the moon is all the way up."

"Oh!" The youngster's head came up. "I can do that, are we really gonna make him a member of the pack? My Dad said that kitsune are kinda weird, most of the Japanese shapeshifters are odd. Probably not Alpha material."

"Where's your school spirit? We're here to give young shape shifters a good start in life," Lannon replied with a grin. "He deserves a good start and just imagine having a real omega, it's good for the pack. No more fighting for position, no more forcing new fellows to bow their heads. It'll make us stronger as a whole."

"I guess..." George looked a bit uncomfortable as he shifted from foot to foot. "Well, I'll get 'em together."

"Good lad." Lannon felt the urge to wag his tail in anticipation. He would be the first to taste their newest bitch, he wanted to break the boy in properly before he was passed on to the rest.

~ ~ * ~ ~

The basement to the frat house wasn't like a basement at all, it was like a large cave that had been modified to fit beneath the frat house. The floor was sanded and smoothed down, the walls carved out to look modern and even boasted furniture and a gaming table in one corner, but it had never forgotten it's start as a cave. There was a roughness to it, an earthiness to the air that made him think of the time that he went spelunking with his family. There was a narrow passage that led out into the darkness, bringing a hint of the outside scents to the air. They obviously had built this place here because of the cave, it would give them an exit when they wanted to go out hunting. It was large enough that it easily held the group of men coming downstairs, their laughter and rough jokes making the place seem smaller as there was a sense of tension beneath all the jests.

They looked at him like fresh meat, their eyes already sliding towards paler ambers and greens as they talked among themselves. Their eyes were focused entirely on him when he tried to move around, the scent of them filled his nose as he hunched his shoulders a bit. He knew what they wanted, but he wasn't going to play this damn game. If they wanted him to be here, that was fine, but he wasn't going to be their little toy to bully around. His mother had told him that female wolves avoided their male counterparts at this age because they were full of hormones and the need to prove themselves. They had a compulsive need to control everything and everyone until they grew a bit older and knew how to keep that part of themselves under wraps.

"Alright, settle down!" The Alpha barked out loudly, taking a perch on a pool table so that he towered over all of them. "We're here tonight to welcome in the new school year and to embrace our new brothers!"

Lannon looked the part of the alpha, tall and strong, he had spent most of his life in competitive sports and had managed to get a scholarship that gave him a paid pass through college. He had soft reddish blonde hair that was trimmed into a modern spiked affair, and was several inches taller than the rest of the pack. He was in his fourth year of college and had been the leader of the fraternity since his second year. Sanmer narrowed his eyes as the young man grinned over at him and made a gesture for silence, the rumbling pack starting to quiet down and look towards him, though a few were starting to peel their clothes off in preparation of the full moon.

"For the first time in our life we are going to admit a non-wolf into our pack, I know that many of you disagree with my choice." He glanced around while Sanmer forced himself not to look around hopefully. "Sanmer isn't a human, he deserves our protection and help here at the university, in exchange he will take a position that has previously been the source of many battles and bad blood between all of us."

"I didn't agree to this!" Sanmer tried to be heard, drawing his shorter height up in the midst of the group. "I want to go on record as stating that I don't want to be here, I'm fine on my own!"

"Of course he will take... time to become accustomed to his role. Sanmer will take on the role of our Omega." Lannon almost purred the words as his light yellow eyes brightened. "We will have no fight this year, he will hold the title for as long as he is a part of our college. There is no other possible role in our pack for a kitsune."

"The pack shouldn't have a kitsune at all!" Someone called out with a low angry growl to their voice, making his hopes lift.

"I don't know, he's a pretty enough boy." Another voice countered. "It's almost like having a girl about, and better than trying to have fun with humans."

Lannon let out a barking laugh and deftly jumped down from the pool table. "Alright, shall I show you what we'll be getting?" He growled out, his voice sounding deeper as he advanced towards Sanmer. "You know our last Omega, Josh was a good one, but look at him."

Said Omega looked at his pack leader with a hot angry flush, the bot a bit smaller than the rest, but not by much. His features were hard looking, with sharp cheek bones and a square chin, not at all female looking or submissive looking. Sanmer didn't spare more than a glance at him, though, as Lannon advanced on him he tried to scramble backwards a few steps. The larger boy gave a slow smile before reaching out to roughly catch his shirt, balling the fabric and pulling him closer as the other hand reached down towards his pants. The kitsune tried to squirm away from the hold, letting out a short yelp as the fingers yanked downwards, peeling the edge of the fabric down towards the edge of his hips.

"LET GO!" Sanmer let out a short yelping sound as his pants were forced down, his boxers being peeled to show the bare curve of his ass. "I don't want to be a part of his pack!!"

"A shame, but we won't let you run around on our campus without being tied to us.." Lannon pushed him backwards while yanking at the pants so he went tumbling towards the ground. The fabric being twisted free of his legs and revealing his nude lower body.

"Heh, quite literally." One of the wolves growled out eagerly as heat rushed up towards his features.

They were watching him, avidly staring at his revealed nudity while his pants were tossed away. Lannon grabbed his shirt next, peeling and tugging it upwards to show the sweep of his neck, his skin feeling chill in the air as a few whistles came from the pack. They were really going to go through with this! He wasn't a part of their community, he wasn't a wolf, there was no way they could just force him into this position! He tried to cover himself up, his hands moving towards his loins to hide the limp swell of his cock from the hormonal creatures. He wasn't going to tolerate this, he wasn't going to stand here like a little bitch as they mounted and dominated him. They didn't know who they were messing with! They had no idea what he could do, but he would show them, starting with Lannon. He closed his eyes and reached into himself, tearing away his illusion that kept him human looking.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lannon licked his lips, his eyes widening in appreciation as the young lad suddenly disappeared in a rush of soft thick fur and a spill of gleaming snowy white. The change was fluid and swift, like the human guise was melting away beneath the plush heavy fur, revealing a spread of thick tails that rose up behind the curved back. Sanmer's flushed features became dainty and pointed, the muzzle delicate looking with a dark black padded nose and a spill quivering whiskers. It was better than he had ever dreamed, the small vulpine form was soft looking, not bold and muscular like a wolf, but almost feminine with compact foot paws and a long spill of blonde hair that ran along his shoulders in a silken spill. How easy to pretend this little creature was a female, he would barely need to pretend at all.

"Well aren't you a pretty boy." He growled in appreciation, feeling the tug of the moon growing stronger. "Do we have any other objections?"

"I don't think so." Someone spoke up, shifting a bit. "Who goes first?"

"I do." Lannon glared at them, shivering a bit as the heat of the moon began to pour through him. The boy might as well learn what was in store with him with the largest first.

Sanmer gave him a look, the large vulpine ears folded down on his head as the wolf moved to pull at his pants, peeling them downwards. He bared his teeth in a wicked smile when he noticed that the kitsune was watching him. He let his eyes slide over that form slowly, drinking in the way that he looked a bit softer, curvier with the thick soft fur. It looked like rabbits fur that would be like velvet beneath his touch, so thick that he could hold as hard as he liked and the boy would only whimper for more. There was a way that his head tilted down, the darkness of his ears flushing that old him exactly what sort of lay that he'd be when he was taken. Submissive, sweetly submissive, he would resist the first time, of course, but it wouldn't last. He would give in at the end, whimpering and pushing backwards, eager to feel every last inch plunge into his cock. The thought made him shiver with pleasure while he felt the warmth of the moon caressing through him with a spill of heat.

He rolled his shoulders with a bit of a groan as the kitsune stumbled back a few steps, the blunt claws on his foot paws clicked hollowly against the ground as his eyes flicked all over the room. They were all feeling it, even away from the night sky and beneath the earth the moon called to them. They couldn't deny it, couldn't stop it. They could only let themselves plunge into it at the last moment. He heard a snarl from behind him and then another one, sharp noises that vibrated through the place that made him let out a low rumble in his throat. His eyes slid towards Johann, his second, his beta, and flashed a wicked smile before he stepped out of his pants and stood confidently nude.

"You want to use your paws while I change little fox?" He growled out, his vision sharpening. "Because when I'm done the beta and I will be your first, won't we Johann?"

"Oh yes." His beta growled out throatily and stepped forward to run a hand along the soft furred hip. "Though I think that muzzle is just a bit too small to truly hold me. I bet I can find a way to make it fit."

"Fine, you want me to hold you when you change." Sanmer's voice was hard as he stepped forward, the nine heavy tails curled along the line of his back. "I'll hold you."

"I knew that you'd like it." The last word came out as a growl as his muscles and body began to change, shifting and cracking as his bones began growing larger and heavier.

"You have no idea what I like." Sanmar spoke in a soft voice as the little fox came forward and wrapped his paws right around his nude cock, squeezing firmly so that he rumbled in pleasure. "But I plan on showing you, all of you."

The Change hit him hard, his back bowed and he moved his hands out to grip against the soft furred shoulders. He stroked against the softness, running along the edges daintily while the warm paws wrapped round his gorging cock. He was growing thicker and heavier along them as the fur caressed him where the soft paw pad moved from the base all the way to the tip. The first dribble of precum ran out as claws suddenly pushed out from his fingers, the fur began to run all over him, trailing as he grew larger and heavier. The muscles quivered and tensed up, cramping in places as his toes grew longer, his ankle pushed higher up so he was forced to balance on the broad paw pads that formed. Behind him he heard others falling to the ground, the Change ripping through them as the weaker ones could barely control it.

His muzzle began to push outwards, teeth curling downwards into sharp fangs as his tongue elongated. The fox ran his fingers right up around the tip of his cock and gave a squeeze, smearing the precum over the edges messily and catching on the fingers as he felt his girth changing. It was as pleasant ripple of heat along his loins as his arms became broader and his fingers pulled downwards towards his palms. They weren't really fingers meant to be adept, they were meant for running on all fours when he was on the hunt. His ears flicked backwards along his head as the fur thickened along his throat into a rich dark black, the very tips of the hairs coloring towards silver. His tongue lolled out slightly from his jaws as the little fox ran his other hand down and cupped his changing balls.

He was a perfect little bitch, by the time he left college he'd be trained to service the wolves, he'd love it, he'd be an eager little omega for all of them. Already the fox was working the fingers around the base, dropping down so that he felt the fur brushing along his legs before a hot breath of air hit the tip of his changing cock. It felt sensitive, horribly sensitive, a human cock wasn't as sensitive as a wolf's. As a wolf, it was always hidden beneath his sheath, never touched by air or clothes, it made him savor the feel of the fingers working towards his base before a hot small tongue flipped right up and over the tip, scooping up his precum.

With a low groan his knees shifted, balancing him more firmly on his paws, the pressure sliding along his back with the subtle changes to bone and muscle. The thickness of his tail started to push outwards, growing just above the crease of his ass as the hot maw suckled around his cock tip, pulling and stroking with a pull upwards and push back down again. The movements bobbing lightly as Sanmer began to push lower over the boned length. The fingers on his balls rolled upwards and began to push as his change spiked. His shaft began to throb within the mouth while he ground himself upwards, pushing harder and his head lowered towards the ground with a high pitched whimper of pleasure. He moved his paws down, sliding through that thick heavy fur all the way down towards the curve of the kitsune's ass cheeks and gave a powerful squeeze, trying to pull them apart above the cluster of tails.

He squirmed under the touch, letting out a soft yipping sound as the cock pushed down lower, wrapping around his cock from the tip all the way towards the base. The tongue rubbed slowly along the underside as the fingers beneath his cock began to push up. He should have known in that moment what was wrong, but his mind was fogged over, he was only contemplating twisting the boy about and sinking ever last inch of his cock into the snug little muzzle. The fox gave a little push forward and pushed against his belly as his cock flexed upwards again, throbbing with a spike of need that made his muscles tighten. He snapped out a low snarl as his balls tightened up almost painfully between his legs and the little slut of a fox pulled backwards from his throbbing tip. He pulled away, dragging the glans along the spread of the slender tongue just as the first gooey splatter of cum erupted from the tip and coated his maw.

"Good little bitch..." He growled out, flattening his ears to his head as he rocked his hips forward, the weak spurts hitting against the muzzle as Sanmer pulled back with a wet popping sound.

His paw pushed up harder, rubbing his thumb right along the underside of the heavy swaying sack. They weren't relaxing, his balls still felt tight as he groaned out and humped his hips forward several times. The fox pulled away with a grin on his slender face, the wolves growling around them both as the alpha licked his lips and moved his hand down to catch the back of the white furred neck. If his ass was as good as his mouth this was going to be a good night. He could go another round, even if his knot was swollen, he could at least break the boy. As he reached down Sanmer danced back with a grin lingering on his white face, a flash of red coming from his belly where his own cock was stiff and in the air. Lannon had known it, the boy was a fag through and through.

"I'm not the bitch, not tonight. I warned you several times I didn't want to do this. I didn't want one thing to do with your pack." The kitsune yipped out despite the fact Lannon was baring his teeth in a snarl.

"You are a bitch, you can either have it happen quick and easy or you can get pinned, those are your choices." He snapped his jaws again, licking a red tongue over his muzzle. "Johann, grab him, you can use his muzzle."

He turned to look at Johann, but his beta was staring at him with widened eyes, a slight ring of white showing over the edges as he looked as if he were about to be sick. Lannon wrinkled his lips back all the way, glancing towards a few other of his pack members, but they were all drawn back with looks of fear and uncertainty showing on their faces. Like they had no idea what they should do, and they were all looking lower than his chest. He let out a growl of annoyance and looked down his chest, the smear of precum oozed along his lower belly, but there was no stiff violet-red cock throbbing against his belly still. There wasn't even a hint of shaft resting there.

He stared down at a spade shaped sex that was nestled between his powerfully muscular hips, the dark flesh drawn taut and sensitive looking as he pinned his ears flat to his head. He took a step back, but a sudden hand gripped his neck right at the scruff and pulled him. The small paw wasn't what dropped him, it was a sudden push right at his knees that had him crouch down and catch himself on his hand paws as the little twink came in closer to him. There was a wicked grin on the white features as he looked up and the hold on his scruff was held harder to keep him from getting up. There was a sharp harsh musk of vulpine on the air that mingled with the male wolf scents that were far more familiar to his nose.

"No one is using my muzzle, I'm not an object to be used! But since you seem so keen on having someone around here to use as a bitch, I guess we'll have to work out something else." He kept the hold on Lannon's scruff as the werewolf snarled, but he couldn't struggle away as the scent of fox grew heavier on the air and made him tuck his head down to try and escape it. "I'm going to establish a pecking order, and you are not the one that is at the top! Just because I am smaller and another species doesn't mean I'm unable to defend myself."

The words were a low growl, a warning growl before he moved his paw down and cupped a hand around the tip of his cock and squeezed. The fox had a smaller cock, a thinner one, no where near the size of one of the wolves. The wetness of the precum was spilling over his fingertips, oozing over messily until the kitsune moved his hand up and smeared it goo right over his nose messily. He let out a short yelp, trying to scramble away, but it was pushing up higher to work the precum over him, leaving him trembling in place as he struggled to get away from that scent. What was wrong with the fox! He couldn't do this! He was the Alpha of these wolves.

"GRAB HIM!" He jerked away, twisting his head to one side to try and escape the marking. "Don't just stand there staring, I want you to grab him!"

"There's a good boy, don't you like how you smell now." The fox leaned down and suddenly puffed out a breath right against his muzzle, bringing a stinging warmth with it.

Lannon didn't know what was going on, but suddenly the harsh scent of fox musk changed and his senses were filled with another scent entirely. Warm and sweet, feminine scented beneath his normal musk. He moved his hand up and touched the precum, the smell of it wasn't fox, it was female wolf. He smelled like a bitch. He scrubbed roughly over it, trying to get it off as his body tightened in reaction to the scent. A low growl suddenly filled the room, a sound of anticipation that made him flatten his ears and flick his tail down.

"You don't know what you've done!" he snapped out and managed to get up, stumbling away from the fox that parted his delicate muzzle and gaped a smile.

"An Alpha can't be pack bitch, they won't listen to you." He laughed, sounding almost delighted as he did so. "But I know who they will listen too."

~ ~ * ~ ~

"You! You're the beta, aren't you?" The kitsune turned to grin as Johann as he stared at his friend and pack leader.

He didn't know how to answer, he was staring at Lannon with his nose filled with the arousing scent of heat that made him want to fall on his alpha. He trembled in place and turned his attention to the small fox. The little white fellow was nearly half his height, but he stood confidently as he stepped forward with his tails spreading like a backdrop to his lean nude body. He had been fantasizing about that smell muzzle, but now he feared it, he pulled backwards as one of the hands moved out towards him and he was drawn to the scent on it. It smelled like female wolf, as well as fox, but mostly female wolf. He licked his lips nervously and heard a few of the pack members inch forward in reaction, their noses up in the air.

"I'm second in command." He answered roughly and tried to ignore that scent, he shrank back as the fox reached out towards him.

What else could he do but answer? A wolf pack ran on the strength of their alpha, but he had a confusion image of the male that had always been in charge. He smelled like a bitch, hell, looking between his legs he looked like one and that made Johann struggle just to get his senses straightened out. He licked his lips rapidly, trying to breathe shallowly to ignore it as the fox suddenly caught him beneath the chin and forced his head down to look at him. He should step forward and take charge, but he had never been good at being that dominant. And there was no one who had defeated his previous alpha in battle. No one was taking the role of authority over the pack, except for someone that wasn't remotely a wolf.

"DOWN!" The snapped word was a snarl as the slender muzzle twitched and bared sharp white teeth.

He tried to resist the command, but his body reacted to the snarl that had him drop down to his knees, trembling as he went and flaring his nostrils open wide. The hand reached to grab his muzzle and forced his head down, the paw shoving roughly against the nape of his neck so that he dropped down towards his belly. The growl was a bit high pitched as a white foot paw pushed down against his shoulders and pinned him in place, making him shudder slightly. The vulpine scent was overpowering the comforting scent of wolves, filling the air until he was nearly choking on it. He whined out in a shuddering voice and splayed his ears down submissively.

"I am no ones bitch, by your own laws I defeated the alpha and what does that make me?" The words echoed slightly, rolling through his ears and making it hard to focus on what he knew rather than what he was feeling.

There hadn't been a battle, there hadn't been anything like one, he was left staring at the kitsune he kept him down. The feel of something drifted with the scents on the air, running through his mind with feather like fingers and stretching outwards. The alpha had been defeated, they had to acknowledge the new one. His thoughts were twisted away from Lannon, they were sliding away rapidly until he was left with only the scent of bitch on the air. The pack knew what to do with a female omega, they all knew. He whimpered under his breath and felt the paw pushing harder against his shoulders.

"You're the alpha.." The words were squeezed out of him slowly. "You're the one in charge!"

"JOHANN!" Lannon's voice sounded outraged from across the room. "Damnit! You can't say that! He's a little fox, a bitch!"

"That's a good boy.." Sanmer almost purred the words and moved his foot. "Now make sure our omega is secured like a good boy, and then we can start our evening."

"Y-yes sir." Johann got the words out, his breathing coming out faster as the hold released him and let him get up.

His eyes fell on Lannon, but his thoughts were tinged from the kitsune, that was their omega. Their bitch. The past few weeks they had all been talking about what they'd do once they finally had their own real omega. The build up was there and now they had him. He would get the protection of the pack, the security of them and in return he was on the lowest rung. The scent of female clung in the air making him bristle and lunge up onto all fours, his eyes blurring as the pack of wolves started to move restlessly. They needed someone to command them, and now the kitsune was moving through him with the straneg magic. His touch running along a back, or an ear, caressing them and pushing his mind control over them, wrapping them around his fingers.

Johannn got within range of Lannon as the omega snapped his teeth in warning, but he already knew what he had to do. He caught the scruff and snarled down at his former leader, his lips peeled back and dragged him forward to the barrel shaped leather wrapped device that had been hauled down the night before. It was created with loops for the arms and legs, meant to hold the kitsune in place for his initiation. Now he dragged his former pack leader with him, pulling and forcing Lannon up on two paws to nip roughly against his neck in warning. An Omega did what they were told, they didn't fight, they didn't bargain. He forced the large black and silver wolf down, shoving forward hard enough that his stiffening cock ground right against his hip.

"You can't do this!" Lannon tried to writhe away before yelping at the slimy touch of a cock against his hip. "Listen to me! That fox can't be an alpha, he's not one of us!"

"You were bested, you know our laws." Johannn rumbled out and ran his tongue hotly towards the ears. "Just think of how happy you're going to make us."

"Let me go!" He twisted again and Johannn only held him harder forcing his chest down hard against the leather barrel and forced his arms upwards. "George! Stefan! Come help me!"

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lannon snapped and writhed as two wolves grabbed his arms and forced them downwards, his cheek pushed against the leather barrel. He tried to lunge upwards, he was stronger than they were, he knew that! Each lunge got him a grind against his ass, the push of the slimy stiff girth that ran all the way up to the underside of his tail before dragging backwards again. The wet dribble of precum oozed out around the tip, spilling downwards so that he let out a protesting whimper. It was beyond humiliating! And he was surrounded with the harsh acrid musk of his pack, that familiar scent that normally spoke of safety, but now was tinged with the hot eager scent of males ready to rut.

He felt one of the wolves, Stefan by his pale gold fur, running paws along his legs, the hot tongue pushing up beneath his thighs so that there was a sudden caress that pushed along his spade shaped sex. It made him snarl out, but not in pain, the silken tongue ran in a circle, teasing him and making his breathing came in a trembling rush of pleasure. It felt good, he hated to admit it to himself, but it felt good when the tongue pushed harder and tried to pry the soft folds apart. His leg was forced up into the stocks, the leather wrapped around his lower ankle and tightened as the second leg was soon forced into the stocks. It was humiliating, his ears burning with outrage as he was handled as if he truly were an omega.

Sanmer walked through his pack, a grin on the fox's face as he ran his hands over the wolves and caressed them. His fingers teasing over them in a possessive way that made Lannon's hackles stand on end. How dare the kitsune doe this?! It wasn't as if he would have gotten a bad bargain out of being in the frat, and he obviously was enjoying being around the males. He made no issue of the fact that his shaft was stiff and hard in front of him, dribbling out precum now and then as the wolves cringed away from him. Even the ones that started out stiffening and snarling with anger were soon pulling away. It made Lannon lunge forward, throwing his weight against the restraints as the last one, one that ran over his tail and pinned it along his back, was set into place.

"What's wrong? Aren't you enjoying yourself? Or maybe you are just eager to be broken in." The kitsune licked his lips, the vulpine smile vaguely sinister as he padded forward and pricked his ears up. "Do you want to use your muzzle for better things?"

"No! I don't! You aren't a wolf you can't- AAA-aaaaah!" He broke off in a cry as a hot tongue pushed against his folds again, this time plunging forward.

The heat of the tongue spread him open, splaying his folds open wide until he was clutching around them tightly while he writhed against the stand. He could feel two paws gripping him as Johannn worked his tongue in deeper, wedging and stroking between the folds that had replaced his cock. His ears burned hotly, a snarl bubbling up in his throat with a threat that mingled a whimper. It felt good, places were caressed and smoothed over, teased and worked against until he was clutching around the tongue working him. As he squirmed against the stand he could see one of his other wolves grinning at him with anticipation, positioned just right to show off the dark red cock that was sliding from the cavernous sheath.

"No, I'm not a wolf and that's why I can." Sanmar reached down to grip beneath Lannon's chin and forced his head up. "I wanted to be left alone, but you wouldn't hear of it. Well, now I'll take this position in your pack."

"You can leave!" Lannon gasped out as the tongue flicked up and made him shudder, his ears pinning flat to his head in humiliation as it curled and twisted inside of him eagerly. The hot scent of male wolf was growing more appealing, horribly more appealing.

"You're going to suck me off, and if I feel teeth you will change back into a female human instead of a male." The kitsune grinned down at him. "I'll even give you a nice set of tits to go with that cunt. Remember, your stubbornness got you into this."

Lannon flinched, the idea sending a spike of terror over him even through the pleasure the tongue was causing. He hated himself, but he spread his muzzle open as the kitsune stepped forward and pried his jaws open wider with a push of a thumb. An ooze of precum spilled onto his tongue, salty tasting and sending a jolt through him as he writhed in place. The vulpine cock pushed inwards, grinding along his tongue while he struggled to hold still. He wanted nothing more than to bite down, but he had to hold his jaws as the cock drove inwards and he heard the fox groan out in pleasure. Inch by inch stuffed into his muzzle until the oozing tip rested against his throat and the paws left his jaw, leaving him to tighten his muzzle around the cock.

The tongue rolled through him again, pushing in deep as his beta growled behind him, the loud rumble sending a vibrating thrill through his passages that made him hunch his hips forward. It felt good, it felt horrible good! He tried to escape the sensation, but all he could do was squirm in place, arching his back and pushing against the muzzle that wedged up against him. He worked his tongue around Sanmar's cock automatically, feeling the dribbling precum spread along his tongue as he swallowed automatically. He'd never done this before, never sucked off a guy, he wasn't gay, but werewolves didn't really get all that picky about using a lower wolf. It didn't make them gay, they just relieved themselves and went about life. Nothing like this, nothing like swallowing around the cock that ground in deep and pulled back again.

"Think he's ready...." The huff came from behind him as the tongue pulled from his achingly sensitive passage.

"Then you'd better enjoy him, we don't' want everyone else to miss their turn." A few growls answered the kitsune and one of the lower caste wolves came forward on his belly.

To Lannon's horror the wolf reached up to hotly lick along the white orbs as the fox gave a buck forward that sent the furry sac swatting against the underside of his chin. Johannn pushed over him, the paws gripping against his sides before sharp teeth nipped against his scruff. How many times had he and his friend double teamed an omega for fun, how many times had he watched that cock fucking into someone at a brutal speed to get release. It made his tail twitch and try to push down as the hot slimy tip dragged up and nudged right against the vulnerable lips. He tried to protest, but his voice came out muffled around the cock that drove into his muzzle in a sudden hard buck, the precum drooling along the edges of his jaws.

The tip of the shaft pushed forward as the paws clutched his hips, the teeth clamped harder into his scruff as the cock tip started to splay him open. He let out a breathy cry, his ears splaying to either side as his walls were forced open by the oozing tip. The hard muscled body pushed down against his own, keeping him pinned in place as the first few inches pushed into him, spilling out a thick ooze of precum before they drove forward again. His cry came out muffled around Sanmar's cock as the dick drove itself into his body, forcing his walls to splay open and mold around him. The inner muscles clamped tightly down, pulling as the wolf drove himself in all the way to the point that his knot suddenly shoved right up against his outer folds, grinding roughly while his friend groaned out with pleasure.

It was too big, it ached to be spread so far apart and he tried vainly to pull his hips away, but there was no hope that would happen. He was well and truly pinned against the barrel, every movement only drove that home as he felt the oozing precum spill deep into his passage before Johannn gave a sharper thrust. The pull back only allowed an inch of his girth to slip free before he bucked forward and gave a rough tug with his paws. The powerful inner walls clutched down harder, trying to squeeze around his friend as the wolf pulled backwards again. The boned cock brutally forcing him to grow accustomed to him as it tugged and pulled through him, caressing places that Lannon had never possessed. He tilted his head back, ragged crying out only to have the fox grip his ears and force him to hold still.

The rank musk of male wolves and fox filled his nose as the sharp thinner shaft drove into his muzzle, oozing precum out until strands of it and his own saliva clung around it. He was forced forward at the apex of every thrust the wolf gave him, the driving force ending with the bulb at the base grinding against his splayed open folds. He squirmed and bucked, arched and twisted at the sensation of them being teased, his back arched upwards in the air, bracing himself before the next drag backwards nearly pulled the cock tip free before he barreled inwards again. The powerful muscled haunches wedging himself in until the knot began to splay and force the walls to open up around him before he pulled back.

It ached, and felt humiliatingly good as it became harder to think. A hot tongue ran along the edges of his jaws as a lesser member of the back tried to lick along the fox's cock as well, the taste of precum was filling his senses. He couldn't think past them, he couldn't think at all, all he knew was that the pleasure was building as every caress through him. He writhed in place, twisting within the restraints to try and stop it as he whimpered out and felt his muzzled forced open wider. The smaller knot was pushed up and into his mouth, making him wrap around it as he struggled to stop the sensation of need as Johannn's thrusts became harder and faster. The thickness of his knot jabbing time and time again, trying to force it's way inwards.

"Good... boy...." The kitsune groaned out before giving another thrust forward, the welling cock wrapped tightly in the werewolf's muzzle.

Lannon shuddered, his entire body tensed up as the first sticky wet splatter of cum erupted from the cock tip and was flung deep inside of his mouth. His throat worked, swallowing as the salty cum oozed downwards into his maw. Every movement of his jaws seemed to milk it from the kitsune's shaft, the furred orbs pushed up against the underside of his chin. He clenched harder and tightened himself around the wolf cock as the knot battered and forced his mound inwards as he nearly sank home. The pleasure that hit him making him almost dizzy as his walls suckled around the cock, his cries stilled by the oozing cum that dribbled out along either side of his jaws, smearing along the fur messily.

The knot pulled backwards, tugging lightly along his teeth until he strained his jaws open to the point it hurt so Sanmer could pop his tip free. The ropes of cum splattered over his dark muzzle, painting him as he lowered his head and groaned out. The powerful wolf lunged forward, throwing his weight hard enough that he felt his body start to give, the stiff spire sinking in deeper as he opened up around the swelling base. He snarled out raggedly, twisting his lips back, but the sound was stopped when something shoved into his muzzle. The hard thick shaft pushed into his maw, pinning his tongue down and slamming home with a brutal stroke that choked him as the too large girth plunged into him and stretched his throat around it.

The acrid musk of male wolf filled him as every cry came out choked while the wolf on his back gave a final thrust that forced the knot in with a wet popping noise. Precum and his own wetness was forced out around him as the wolf whined out in pleasure against his neck, humping harder and faster, more animalistic as he tugged against the seated knot. It was stretching wider, straining untrained flesh open while Lannon struggled around the shaft in his mouth, the tip burrowed in his throat forcing him to try and adjust before dragging backwards. He was bigger than the fox, far bigger, too big for him to take comfortable so his jaws screamed in protest when the tip oozed out precum over his taste buds before a sharp buck forward made him yelp out.

Johannn's thrusts grew almost frantic as Lannon's untrained muscles pulled around him, every last inch of too large cock was seated inside of him, pulsing and teasing over silken slippery folds. Thick oozing bubbles of precum were being smeared out, adding the scents of sex on the air. That's all the former leader could smell, sex and need, it was filling him and making him struggle to try and fight it. The heavy balls suddenly pushed up hard where his own had once hung, the wolf at his muzzle jabbed forward and forced him to deep throat the boned cock as he felt the knot pulse within him. There was nothing he could do to evade his fate, no way he could struggle free or bolt.

The first hot rope of lupine cum erupted from the tip to paint his virgin passage, tainting it with a rush of ooze that was pushed ever deeper. His snarls and whimpers were choked around another thrust forward, gagging him with the sheer size. Each pulse ended in another splatter of cum flowing into him, coating him in places that made him squirm as he could almost taste the males on the air. He hated himself for it, hated the way that his body shuddered and came, milking around the large male to pull the thick ooze deeper into him. The solid swell of the knot kept him sealed shut, no hope that it would escape him until Johannn had come down from his high. Each spurt another mockery to the leadership that he had once held. Making him their bitch.

"You can suck better than that.." The wolf above him groaned out and gave a harder thrust, bucking forward to the point that the still deflated knot pushed into his muzzle. "Unless you want me to fuck you next?"

Oh god... Lannon squeezed his eyes shut and forced himself to wrap his tongue around the throbbing spire, bobbing his head as Johannn hotly ran his tongue along the back of his neck. Using him as they had used countless Omegas. He was the pack bitch.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Sanmar moved his hands down to rub along the sticky hot head of the wolf that was slumped over the restraining device. Lannon whimpered and opened an eye, his mouth was coated in seed, but that was little compared to how much he had managed to swallow or take in his cunny. His body ached with the males that had taken him, pinned him and own and mounted him or claimed his muzzle. He flinched a little as the alpha stroked along his head gently, caressing long his cheek and rubbing a thumb right along the edge of his ear. He splayed the ear to one side as the white fox leaned down at him and gave a slow smile, the hand moving to cup beneath his chin. He, almost automatically, opened his muzzle wide, expecting to be used again.

"You do learn well, wolf." The alpha carefully closed his jaws. "But don't worry, I'm not going to let you be picked on all the time."

"Th-thank you, sir." Lannon rasped the words out, the humiliation dulled after hours of being used. He felt like he had no shame left to him.

"I have you to thank, actually." The paw moved down his back, caressing him lightly so that he trembled in place. "Do you understand why?"

The hands were almost sensual, so gently that they made him react and his body started to tremble in place. He felt the first edge of warmth along his loins as the paw moved downwards to trace right along the underside of his tail. He didn't know how many of the pack had managed to claim his sex, he hadn't counted, he just felt he knew every size they had to offer from large to small. The restraining barrel had a pool of seed as his abused folds leaked the sperm rich mixture from him. But that wasn't what the fox caressed, his thumb slipped down to gently stroke along the untouched rosebud of his tailhole, teasing in a slow circle that brought a whimper to his throat in reaction. No one had claimed him in that way, what wolf would when they could take him like a real bitch?

"Wh-why?!" He cried out the question as he felt a blunt claw curling inwards, just barely spreading the virgin pucker.

It shouldn't have felt good, that touch, but it did. His alpha was rubbing over the pucker in circles, slowly gathering up some of the seed to smear over it while he trembled in place. His mind was so confused, so horribly twisted about until he could barely remember what he was trying to recall in the first place. All he knew was that it felt good, very good, it felt amazingly good to feel the way the fingers ran along the edges of the opening and pushed some of the seed into his passage.

"I always thought I wanted to find love, get married, have a real life with someone. A home, a picketed fence.. what anyone wants." The fox's paws pushed up along his back, rubbing against the grain of his fur as the digits moved away from his pucker. "You showed me what I want, now."

"Wh-What?!" He yipped out and jerked his head up as the tapered tip of the cock pushed upwards and caught right against the tender opening.

"I want this..." The hips rolled forward and he howled out as the boned shaft pushed inwards, wedging into his body to send a hot ooze of precum into him as his walls were stretched open. "Power..." Another thrust that made him writhe in place. "Obedience..." The next thrust rocked forward and he felt the warm fur pushing against the line of his back. "Submission..."

"Y-yes...alpha.." He whined the words out with a groan as the next thrust rolled through him, edging in deeper until the knot was pushed right up against the anal ring.

"Master, Lannon. You will call me Master." The fox kissed his ear gently. "A fox can never be an alpha of wolves, but I can be the master of all of you."

Lannon's ears flushed hotly, burning in humiliation as the next thrust rolled and forced the knot into his snug passage, yawning him open wide. He dropped his head submissively and opened his muzzle with the words he had never dreamed to saying. Even in his wildest nightmares.

"Yes.. master.."