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Though this is set roughly during the medieval time, we're going to pretend that they knew about genetic drift (the problems that arise due to low genetic diversity). Fun fact: Charles Darwin himself knew about genetic drift, but by the time he fully comprehended it, he had married his first-cousin.

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As the months went on, Hunter got adjusted to his new life of being a King consort. He never forgot where he came from though. He treated his subjects with kindness and grace; something the previous king failed to do. The tiger witnessed the double wedding of his twin stepdaughter princesses, Ariah and Alianor. With the marriage finalized, the kingdom grew larger as it absorbed the realms of the princes who married Ariah and Alianor.

Hunter watched as not only the kingdom grew, but also the bellies of those who he impregnated: his queen Hazel, Ariah and Alianor. Hunter had seen his son-in-laws caress the swollen bellies of their wives. The tiger would always sneer at the fact that they were under the impression that the litter of cubs was theirs, when it was the king who in fact sired them. The three litters of kittens were all born within a month of each other. They were adorable tigon cubs were golden yellow with faint stripes exemplifying their half tiger half lion heritage.

The king consort half expected there to be a brutal brawl with his son-in-laws over the paternity of their supposed children. But there wasn't. Either they were oblivious of genetics, or they didn't want to do anything to upset the king. Hunter would like to imagine that it was the later. The son-in-laws treated Hunter's cubs kindly, and the king was grateful. When Ariah and Alianor's heat cycle returned, Hunter took a mini-vacation so that his step daughters couple jump his bones again, leaving them to jump the bones of their husbands to satisfy their heat and become impregnated once more.

Queen Hazel was satisfied to be a new mother to new cubs. She cherished the fact that she was raising the cubs of someone who cared for her, unlike her ex-husband who was cruel and abusive toward her. Hunter of course helped her raise their cubs. He was a noble father and a noble king. Throughout her pregnancy, the loving couple remained intimate with each other. When Hazel was in her graved state, they would creative ways to stay close to one another. It didn't take long after the birth of the heirs to the kingdom, for Hazel and Hunter to resume their mating. To which Hazel quickly became pregnant with another set of Hunter's legacy.

All was well until Hazel visited the kingdom's most prestigious university to listen to a world-renowned scholar give a lecture. After the lecture, she hurried back to the royal castle as fast as she could.

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Hunter blinked. Then he blinked again, "Hazel, can you repeat that?"

Hazel sighed for she had already explained this twice, "Okay. Because of my ex-husband's arrogance, he drove countless of our soldiers to their doom, and our kingdom now has a shortage of able-bodied males. We are implementing a repopulation program. There was a scholar that wrote that there has to be variety in mating couples for a society to function properly. Any population that doesn't have enough variety will have disease. As this nation's new king, you need to lead by example by mating with our nation's unmated females."

"Oh." It finally sunk in for him, "But I don't want to mate any other female," he wrapped his arms around his wife and queen, "Now that we're married, I only want to mate with you."

Hazel cupped her paw on his cheek, "You are the perfect husband. But as King, you do need to lead by example," she re-iterated. "The males that aren't required to defend the castle are waiting for you to lead them."

Hunter sighed at the realization of what he had to do. "No matter what happens out there, please know that I love you more than anyone else," he breathed.

"I know Hunter," and she kissed him. Time seemed to slow down as they shared each other's embrace. Their tongues gracefully lapped at each other's lips. It wasn't a passage kiss; it was a deeply romantic one. His paw moved to her expanding belly. Soon, she would give birth to their next batch of litters. It was only a few months after the birth of their first litter until Hazel and Hunter conceived new cubs. They were happy that way; they wanted as much young as possible.

Hazel pulled away. She knew that her husband had to do his duty, and she didn't want to keep all the single females in the kingdom waiting to be satisfied. Hunter left his wife and queen's embrace and left. Although Hazel wanted to stay with her husband, as Queen regnant, she was bound to lead her kingdom.

He was greeted outside by a group of loyal followers, those who were his closest friends before his ascension to royalty. They saluted him and he led them on a journey far from the safety of the castle.

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Addressing his loyal soldiers, he went over everything that Hazel had told him, and several times after. From the faces of the males, it appeared that the topic of genetics was far past the knowledge of anyone who wasn't a scholar. Once they knew they would be bedding a multitude of females, they were intrigued for their own personal gain, instead of the collective benefit of genetic diversity.

"...And another thing, if any of you rapes an unwilling female, you will be sent home immediately. If she's not interested, find another female to lay."

"Yes your highness," his soldiers responded in unison. And with that, they marched on with their adventure. After hours of walking, night had fallen, and the troop was just on the outskirts of a township. The population of the town was almost all female, just as the scholar determined. The females looked at the squadron of furs with a mixture of curiosity, wonder, and lust.

Hunter saw in his soldier's eyes that they took their maleness in stride. "Let us venture to the inn. I think you all are tired from the days walk."

The village was quite nice. There was a luscious forest to the side, and it had a plethora of wild animals. Some night birds were even filling the air with their calm chirping tunes. Hunter took a deep breath of the air. Having an excellent sense of smell, he could sense the mass orgy that would soon occur in the inn shortly. Heh, he thought, I guess we really are diversifying our kingdom.

A sharp cry rank through the air, and the king turned to the source of the sound. He told his soldiers that he would meet them in shortly. They gave a quick, "Yes your Highness!" before they began to pair off with horny fertile women.

Hunter went to find the source of the sound. After walking through some allies, the king rounded the corner and saw a group of furs. As he ran closer he realized the horrific sight before him. A gang of males were pinning a female to the ground and began to pull off her clothing. "Where's your knight in shining armor now bitch?" The tiger charged ahead and knocked one of the males off to the side. Hunter bared his claws and growled fiercely to the attempted rapists.

"It's the King! Run!" one of the males shouted. He and his friends promptly bolted out of the area in all different directions.

Hunter took a deep breath and retracted his claws. He looked down at the crying female who was curled into a little ball. The male put his cloak around her body, and his paw petted her back, "Shhh, it's going to be okay. Thou are safe now." After a while, the female stopped crying and looked up at her protector, "Greetings, my name is Hunter."

The leopardess looked up to her hero. She studied his face: she looked at his stripes, his ears, and his eyes. Hunter could tell what she was thinking, "...King Hunter?"

Apparently in her adrenaline rush during her attempted rape, she did not hear one of the males cry out his name, "Yes, I am King Hunter."

The female leaped into his arms and started to cry again. Hunter didn't know what to do but to pet her. So he did so until she calmed down again. "What happened?"

"I had heard Queen Hazel's proclamation and that you were coming to town. I really wanted to assist in your kingdom's re-population. I wanted my first kittens to be yours King Hunter," she chirped cheerfully.

The tiger sniffed the air, and did indeed could smell that she was in heat. "How old are you?"

"I am of age your highness. I just turned 18 not too long ago. My birthday matched up very nicely to your arrival."

The king chuckled, "Very well. It would be an honor to be the father of your first cubs. Where would you want to go?"

A stream of thought burst out, "Well, my parents are out of town for the night, we can go to my room," it appeared that she had memorized that statement.

Hunter smiled, "Led the way my dear."

As they headed to her home, they continued their conversation, "What about the other males?" the male asked, "Will you be safe in this village anymore?"

After thinking for a bit, she answered him, "I think I'll be fine," she replied bravely. It seemed that her time with the king had instilled in her a new sense of confidence, "My father is very protective of me. He will make sure both our kittens and I are safe." Her body quivered, enjoying the sound of the phrase 'our kittens.'

"Ah, will I have to be worried about a vengeful father charging at the imperial castle for taking his daughter's virginity and impregnating her?" Hunter joked.

The leopardess laughed, "No actually, he actually likes you. The previous king traveled to this town previously and raped my mom in the..." the girl paused to come up with the proper term, "...butt. So he really likes that you've replaced him." The king joined in with her laughing. She grabbed his hand and led to her room.

Realizing they never formally introduced, the female declared, "I forgot to mention that my name is Ella."

"Good to meet you Ella."

When they entered her room, the leopardess smiled and took off his cloak and her clothes, exposing her bare body to him, "Is my body desirable for my king?" Hunter looked up and down her body. She had a perfect hourglass shape. Her wide hips would be excellent to for when she gave birth to their progeny. The king was content with the fact that her first cubs wouldn't cause her that much pain.

Hunter closed the distance between them and leaned close, "You look wonderful Ella." They met in a kiss to initiate their tryst. Her paws found their way to powerful torso, feeling the ridges of muscles just underneath the fur. The tiger closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her lips. They were sweet and characterized with the innocence of novice lover. He slowly laid her down on her bed.

The king kissed her neck and elicited purrs from the female. Every next kiss he ventured down her body. The purrs were replaced with heavy breaths. When Hunter finally got to her neither lips, the young leopardess was shivering with anticipation. Opening his eyes, the feline looked up at his lover, "Do you want me to stop?"

"No my King, I'm just nervous... Please continue."

With a nod, Hunter gently kissed her flower. He prodded her labia with his nose, taking it very slow. The young adult was still shaking as she experienced pleasure from someone else for the first time. The nose prods were soon replaced by gentle licks. To King Hunter, the female did taste very nice; so sweet and innocent. He wanted her first time to be as pleasurable as possible, while at the same time, the tiger wanted her to control as must of the action as possible. So Hunter grabbed her paws and placed them on his head fur. This allowed her to be in charge of how she wanted him to stimulate her.

Ella whimpered throughout the ordeal. Her body was tense as bolts of pleasure washed through her body. The leopardess knew she needed to relax, for she had read many texts describing sex before. It was just a bit difficult as the object of her desires was lapping up at her pussy. She wrapped her legs over her king's broad shoulders and pressed his skull against her neither lips.

With his arms wrapped around her thighs, the king dug into his treat. He loved the taste and scent of a woman in heat. It brought him back to the moments when he impregnated the queen and the princesses. Though this time, it was different because he was allowed to explore this young adult's neither regions with his tongue. Hunter wanted Ella to have the time of her life, and he would not stop until he could bring her to her peak. As he drilled his appendage into her depths, he could taste the squirting feminine fluids that sapped into his muzzle. She was close, Hunter could feel it.

The leopardess's pleasure rose faster than expected. She did not think that her king's tongue could cause this much bliss. Her body was bucking all over the bed as more of her feminine fluid oozed out of her snatch. Suddenly, she felt the tiger close his lips around her clit. Her King forcefully sucked on the pleasure nub. That was what finally caused her to reach her peak. She yanked his head against her groin as her fem cum shot over his chin. The male repositioned his head so that he could drink up her fertile passion. His tongue flicked all over her opening, murring at the pleasant taste.

The young adult was in total bliss as she was surrounded in pleasure as she laid in her bed. The excitement she received made her want to stay like this forever, but she knew that there was still more pleasure on the horizon. After Ella came down from her high, she looked down at her king, "I'm ready to take you now." He rose between her legs and revealed his significant bulge. Before he got a chance to most his paws to his garments, she had already leaned over, and slowly took off his pants. True, the pacing was tedious. Hunter wondered if she was teasing him on purpose. However, he was a patient male and when his pants were removed, Ella saw her prized gigantic phallus. Her fertility pheromones had already caused a substantial leakage of pre-cum.

"Are you sure my little angel?" asked Hunter. He wanted to be sure that this female was willing. He would not want to pressure her into doing something she was not ready for.

Ella's eyes widened and ran her paws over his manhood, "I will try my best your highness." She the masculinity between her fingers. It was very warm and responded to her touch with throbs as if it were communicating to her through its own mystic language. Suddenly, her gift parted from her, and she tried to catch it.

The tiger king rolled over on the bed and lied on his back, "I think it would be best if you would control how fast and how much of me you can take."

Ella's heart fluttered at how kind Hunter was to take into account her feelings. "Thank you my king." The female went to straddle his waist. Her sex went to align with his pre-seed dripping tip. She took a deep breath; her last breathe as a virgin, and she penetrated herself on his bone. Her hymen stretched around his feline tip. After a brief pause, Ella tore her hymen my forcing her body down his stiffness. A sharp wince pierced the air. The tiger put his paws on her waist to hold her there so she wouldn't have to support her body as much by herself, "Are you okay Ella?"

A single tear rolled down her fur, "I'm fine your highness," she breathed. The feline didn't want her breeder to think that she wanted to stop. Of course it hurt, but she had wanted it so badly. So she began to roll her hips up and down his dick. Her slick juices from her orgasm leaked from her hot body and down his appendage. The male soon sank deeper and deeper between her folds. Hunter moved his paws to her chest because Ella no longer had the desire to stay elevated on his equipment. The tiger felt her soft mounds. 'innocence' was the only word to describe them; that word echoed over and over again in his mind.

Soon she found a steady rhythm to her riding. The leopardess gasped every time she felt a burst of pre-cum splatter against her walls. Due to the volume of pre that came with each burst, her imagination went wild with the thought of being filled with an even greater volume of a more potent fluid. Her paws finally found footing on his abs when she descended some more on his kitten-maker. Ella pushed down farther for she wanted as much as she could. However, for every centimeter of his boner that she took, it became harder and harder to stuff more of him into her body. Ella decided to go no deeper... at least for now. She ascended on his pillar of flesh and resumed her bouncing.

Hunter purred softly below. His new lover was able to control herself on his shaft. The king loved the cowgirl position, he loved to recline back and watch females pleasure themselves on his pole. He wished to see her eyes, for she tilted her head up in pleasure. Hunter didn't know if she thought looking someone in the eyes while having sex was strange, or if she was just concentrating on how his rod was spreading her quivering folds wide open. It didn't really matter to Hunter now that he thought about it.

The female's rhythm changed from a simple up and down to one that she paused for a brief moment when she took his organ as she could before going back up. Her pants changed from those of anxiety, to moans of pleasure. Now that she was finally able to enjoy his length, she was able to recognize the strange sensation of his barbs. She had heard and read about barbed penises and their function: an evolutionary vestige used to force females to ovulate. In the present, the females had no need for these barbs because they ovulated on their own time cycle. Regardless, she could understand how those barbs would work. Every time she pulled up and scrapped her walls with his barbs, her entire body shook, and if they were their feral forms millions of years ago rutting, the leopardess could definitely imagine how her eggs could be forced out of her ovaries. She could feel her love tunnel widening for her king; hoping to get him deeper so that he could better fertilize his lover. Ella had heard of myths of the King's sexual prowess, how he filled the belly of their queen with a large litter of healthy young. Her sex hole convulsed at the mere thought that she would soon be filled cubs that were the half-siblings of royalty.

The male cupped her breasts. They were small, matching the leopardess's streamlined shape. He felt Ella press her chest against his soft pawpads to encourage him on. Hunter's fingers toyed with her nipples. They were already erect, which made them easier to play with. Interestingly, every time he pinched her nipples, her body automatically clenched down on his steel pole and more fluid leaked onto his groin. Her core was so warm, he didn't think he could hold back his orgasm for much longer.

Thankfully, Ella's climax was rapidly approaching. After just a few more bounces, her back arched in pure gratification. Fem cum bathed the cub-maker wedged deep against her cervix as she cried out his name. Throughout her orgasm, Hunter could sense that she was trying to drill his member past her cervix and into her womb. The tiger didn't think she was ready to take him that far, so he held onto her waist to hold her in place. The rapidly pulsing vaginal walls caused Hunter to surrender to the night's pleasure as he gave Ella what she so desired. Hot cum fired into her fertile temple, overfilling her orifice quite quickly. Their combined juices leaked around his thick girth. The tiger smiled in knowing that her body would soon absorb his liquid legacy.

The leopardess eventually came down from her high and looked down on her breeder and smiled. She took one of his paws and moved it toward her abdomen. She didn't know if and when she would be seeing him again, so the female wanted father and mother to be touching the growing chamber of their kittens. Hunter seemed to understand what she wanted and kept his paws on her stomach for as long as she wanted. It was a satisfying feeling in knowing that he would be bringing new children into the world again. He believed that the newly adult Ella would be a great mother to his young. After sharing their bliss together, the leopardess unplugged herself from his thick girth.

She put a pillow underneath her so her bottom would be elevated. The female wanted gravity to pull as much of his cellular swimmers into her fertile crescent.

"Thank you King Hunter for giving me exactly what I wanted," after a pause, she continued, "perhaps it would be best if you left now your highness. It might be awkward if my parents came back sooner than expected." The tiger agreed; they kissed one last time before he left. As he departed from the home, he began his trip back to his soldiers at the inn. Suddenly, his ears perked at a sharp sound coming from the woods. What is that nice sound? The tiger turned to the source of the sweet sounding voice. It was so comforting, so enticing. He had to find who was making such sound as he ventured deeper and deeper into the woods.