Lord Brocktree: Behind the Bushes
#1 of Redwall: Behind the Bushes
This is my first time making a story based on the Redwall series. It is based on the book Lord Brocktree by Brian Jacques. That book is chronologically the first book in the Redwall series. The author made room to explain some secrets that I explain here. Like, who was Brocktree's mother? Who was his mate? I say they were the same female badger.
I know I'm not the best writer, and I don't have time to write really long stories, but this is what I got. I encourage constructive criticism in order to improve future writing.
All characters are (c) Brian Jacques, except for Brocktree's mother Trina.
Part 1 (Takes place before Lord Brocktree by Brian Jacques) Lord Stonepaw was giving his last goodbye's to his wife and his son Brocktree as he head out of Brockhall, a large tree in Mossflower Woods that was their house. They both knew it was time for him to leave home and rule Mount Salamandastron. Brocktree was almost an adult, and it is not a good idea for two adult male badgers to share the same household as it could lead to conflicts. A season had passed, and Brocktree's mother Trina had approached her son. "Son, you are the only male who is currently keeping me company. There is something I need to tell you." "What is it, mother?" asked Brocktree. "I'm coming into heat, and desire mating," Trina said. "Are you saying father is returning from Salamandastron to mate with you?" asked Brocktree. "No," she replied. "He is not returning. His responsibility is to defend the mountain." "So, who is the male who is going to mate you?" asked Brocktree. "Son, you are still young, but you are very masculine and are the only male badger I trust at the moment," she said. "Wait," said Brocktree, "are you suggesting..." "Incest?" his mother completed his question. With a sigh, she said, "I am suggesting it. Normally it is forbidden. But I am really needing you now." "I'm so confused," said Brocktree. "I don't quite understand." "Follow me to the bedroom," she said. Brocktree followed Trina to the very room she and his father used to sleep in; the very room he was conceived in. Slowly, she began to take off her dress. Brocktree was a little nervous and slightly horny at the same time. "Don't worry, son," she said as she caressed her large breasts. "What you see is perfectly natural. You can take off your clothing now." Nervously, Brocktree removed his green robe. "I see you don't quite have an erection," said his mother. "Let me help you out with that." She leaned her head towards his penis, and gently licked it. Then she put the whole thing in her mouth. "Ooh, that feels so good," said Brocktree. The smell of female badger in heat was overwhelming now. Trina tasted some of her son's precum and let go, turning around and changing her position. Trina bent down, lifted her tail in the air, and said "you know what to do, son." Brocktree grasped his mother's wide hips and gently eased his erect member into her gaping vagina. It was the same vagina he left when he was born, and now he is returning to it. He thrusted and thrusted in and out with great enthusiasm. Both Brocktree and his mother groaned and moaned as they were entwined in ecstasy. Brocktree's testicles retracted as sperm pumped out of his sonly penis in short but copious bursts into the motherly vagina of his mother Trina, fertilizing her egg cells. A couple seasons passed, and Trina gave birth to a son/grandson. "We shall call him Boar," Trina said to Brocktree. "We will raise him together. Let it not be known to him or anyone else that he is born of incest." "I'll keep your word," said Brocktree. "I think Boar is a great name. I'm sure he will grow up to be a fighter some day."
Part 2 (Takes place during chapter 11 of Lord Brocktree) Many seasons had passed. Salamandastron was under siege by the evil wildcat Ungatt Trunn and his Blue Hordes. Meanwhile, Lord Brocktree was gathering troops in order to take it back. Among those troops was a new otter friend, Ruffgar Brookback, called Ruff for short. There was also Dotti, a female hare. Brocktree, Ruff, Dotti, and a host of other creatures were spending a night in the underground home of the Longladle mole family. There was not a whole lot of room to sleep, so they had no choice but to cuddle up close on a ledge. Brocktree had his arm around Ruff as if his new buddy was his best buddy. Trying not to wake up Dotti or the others, Ruff whispered to Brocktree, "I like that cuddlin'." "You do?" Brocktree whispered. "I didn't think you would." "I've known the Longladles for some time," Ruff continued whispering. "I've been 'ere a lot. There's a less cramped chamber down the tunnel behind that door," he said pointing to a circular door. "Thanks," said Brocktree. "Let's go there." Brocktree got up, and followed Ruff, who slowly and quietly opened the tunnel door, careful not to wake anyone. Then they entered the chamber. "Brocktree," said Ruff. "Ever since I met you I admired yore badger masculinity." "I'm flattered," said Brocktree. "But I would like some sleep. But then again, I also find you to be quite a good looking male otter yourself." "Thank you," Ruff said, blushing. "Allow me to rub yore back." "Okay," said Brocktree. "I may need it after all that traveling." Ruff began to give Brocktree a massage, starting with his shoulders. He eventually worked his way down to his lower torso. "I say," said Ruff. "Yore really good smellin'. I love badger musk." "Why thank you," said Brocktree. "And I like your smell too." Then Brocktree got hard. In what seemed perfect sync, both Brocktree and Ruff removed their garments. They looked at each other, as if seeing the most attractive male ever, then started kissing passionately. "I ne'er thought I'd 'ave feelings for another male," said Ruff. "But I'm ready when you are." Ruff bent down and turned his tail to one side. "I'm ready," said Brocktree. He then spit-lubed his hand, rubbed it on Ruff's anus, then inserted his hard erection. Ruff groaned as Brocktree grasped Ruff's sleek otter body as he thrust in and out of his rectum. Then a big load of badger jizz gushed into Ruff's tight anus. "That was amazing," said Brocktree. "Yes, 'twas very amazing," said Ruff. "Now 'tis yore turn to take it." Brocktree had never had anything go inside his anus, but he was ready for his first time. He bent over, waiting for Ruff. "You are about to experience Brookback mountin'," said Ruff. Brocktree sighed as if he heard a lame pun without knowing what it means. Ruff lubed Brocktree's anus the same way his got lubed. Then, he eased his male otterhood into the badger's anus, thrusting with great joy. The gyrations of Ruff were very much enjoyed by Brocktree. Then the loads of otter spooge came in torrents. With both of them satisfied, and containing one another's seed in their rectums, they lay down together and fell asleep.
Part 3 (Takes place during the end and shortly after Lord Brocktree) The Grand Fragorl, a female ferret in Ungatt Trunn's army, had led part of the Blue Hordes far away. But, she didn't do so to flee from Lord Brocktree's army, who managed to defeat Ungatt Trunn. Fragorl led the Hordes in order to lure them down a cliff, where they fell to their deaths after being seduced by her to the point of madness. Fragorl headed back towards Salamandastron. On her way, she witnessed Groddil, a fox magician, pushing the barely alive body of Ungatt Trunn into the ocean. "I suppose I'm not the only one who resents being a sycophant under Trunn's rule," she thought to herself as she continued on her way unnoticed by Groddil. The ferret approached the gate of Salamandastron cautiously. "Wot is your business here?" a hare guard asked. "I want to meet Lord Brocktree," said Fragorl. "You're one of Ungatt Trunn's former captains," said the hare. "I'm not bally sure I trust you, wot!" "Please," she insisted. "I carry no weapons." "Fine," said the hare. "Follow me." Fragorl followed the hare into the gate, and the hare opened the main door into Mount Salamandastron. Lord Brocktree was at the door. "What do we have here?" he asked. "A captive?" "No sir," said Fragorl. "I'm here because I want a new life." Brocktree thought for a moment. "Why of course you can have a new life here! But there's a catch." "Okay, what's the catch?" the ferret asked. "You'll be my slave and will live in a cell," the badger lord answered. "At least it's better than serving under Ungatt Trunn," Fragorl said. "Wait... aren't you Fragorl, the ferret captain who led the rest of the Hordes far away?" asked Brocktree. "That was me, sir," she said. She lifted her wrists as if submitting herself to shackles. "Now, please, I'm ready to become your slave." The hare guard said, "Sah Brocktree, I'm not sure you should trust her. You know how seductive female ferrets can be, wot?" "I understand your advise," said Brocktree, "but she is in no position to do any harm while she is our slave. Show Fragorl to her cell." "Understood, sah," said the hare. The hare shackled Fragorl, and led her through an underground passage, and Lord Brocktree followed to make sure his hare is obedient. Then the hare opened a cell door. "Here is where you'll be staying. Lord Brocktree will treat you well." The hare left and gave Lord Brocktree the keys to the cell. The badger looked at the ferret and said, "you are one very naughty girl, now aren't you?" "Yes, I am," said Fragorl. "I am ready for any punishment you'd like to give me." The badger lord entered the cell and said, "I'll start with a spanking. Don't
worry, it won't be all that bad. After all, you are only partially responsible for my father Stonepaw's death, and it was an honorable one. Now bend over, you bad girl."
"Yes, master," said Fragorl. She took her robe off and bent over his knee, exposing her rear. She bent her tail out of the way. "I'm ready." Bare-handed, Brocktree began punishing his new slave. Spank! "Ouch!" Spank! "Ouch!" was repeated about 10 times. Then Brocktree put his spanking hand to his nose and sniffed. "Nice! I've always loved the smell of female ferret funk. Do you want any of this?" He showed Fragorl his throbbing member.
"Yes," Fragorl said. "Please, breed me." Brocktree immediately put the delicate ferret in position, grasped her waist, and slid his huge badgerhood inside Fragorl's tight vagina. Fragorl made a surprised moan at the sheer size of the badger lord's endowment as he thrusted in and out. Finally, badger sperm filled the ferret's womb.
Satisfied, Brocktree left Fragorl's cell and locked her up. He knew she wasn't up to something, otherwise she would have tried to take his keys from him and lock him up. But now Fragorl was loyal to him and not the defeated Ungatt Trunn. "I'll always be waiting for you if you need pleasure again, sir," said Fragorl.