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Hunter returned to the lodge carrying two dress covers on hangers she had just acquired from a shopping trip. It was morning, and the rest of the guests were just waking up, oblivious to the early trek the snow leopard had undertaken. Julie was the only other person awake, waiting in the living room for her costar to arrive with the formalwear. She padded silently over to her, being extra careful not to call any attention.

“You found them? Seriously??" the siamese cat inquired. Hunter smiled back, proud of her conquest. “Oh yeah. They'll do the job."

Julie peeked into the dress covers, then gasped at what she saw. “They're so beautiful! Omigod, I can't believe how perfectly this is going already."

“And Kiera has no idea?"

“Not yet, no. Speaking of, their flight landed an hour ago. They should be here any second now."

Hunter went giddy with excitement. When Julie approached her last night with this plan, she wasn't sure whether they'd manage to get everything set up so last minute. But it turns out, when you have money and stardom on your side, things move much quicker for you. It was another of those things about her new status that she'd have to get used to. “I can't believe you're actually doing it. You're sure Kiera won't mind the surprise?"

“Positive. You know what she did to me the night my very first porno premiered? She tied me up, blindfolded me, and put me in a suitcase for three hours."

“Oooh, kinky."

“When she finally took me out and removed my bindings, I saw that she took me to Waiki Islands, the most luxurious island vacation spot around."

“Damn. That's hardcore... Though, I feel like this is going to one-up that gesture by a wide margin."

“Oh yeah." The thump of many paws descending the stairs interrupted their scheming. They turned to find Doe, Allison, Sven, and most importantly, Kiera, all arriving into the kitchen for breakfast. Julie rushed in to give her fiancee a proper morning greeting. “Good morning, my love." She hugged the skunk tightly, tail intertwining with hers. Kiera chuckled.

“Whoa, look who's up early, beautiful. To what do I owe this lovely greeting?"

“Just grateful for another day spent with you, darling."

“Okay, well, my wine hangover is already half gone just from how nice that was." Rudd, Nick, Jonah, Jordana, and Flissa were next to emerge from the stairs. Jordana leaned in to lick Flissa' feathers as they came arm in arm. Kiera's eyes widened at them. “Damn, Jordana, you mated again? I thought that other night was a one time thing."

“I thought so too," the shorthair replied. “I think I'm in heat. Like, moreso than usual."

“Soooo, your Wernite's condition?"

“Still a possibility..." Jordana proceeded to purr and nuzzle the hawk woman by her side. “Mmmrrr, but worth the risk."

“I'm very proud of you, Jordy," Doe interjected. “It's like you've had a reawakening, this weekend."

“Heh, in no small part thanks to you, Doe~"

As the girls chatted, Rudd came up to kiss Hunter. She lovingly returned it with a kiss of her own. Their relationship had evolved and blossomed over the course of this mating season. Just last week, he was merely her director, her boss in a sense. Then they had learned to casually enjoy each other's flesh after the movie premiere. Now, though? They were close. Very close. Too soon to say whether it was romantically close or not, but it was certainly something they were open to further exploring.

“I called the caterers while you went shopping," the rottweiler said. “They were more than happy to lend their services to us today."

“Oooh, excellent. Everything's coming along smoothly."

“What's this about caterers?" Kiera asked, overhearing their conversation. Behind her, Julie made a throat cutting gesture, not wanting anyone to spill the beans of her plan too early. Hunter stammered, still not adept at coming up with lies on the spot. Thankfully, Rudd cut in to save her.

“What, I can't treat my crew to a nice meal on mating season?"

The doorbell rang before Kiera could retort with anything witty. Julie's tail swayed excitedly as the skunk stepped toward the door. “Still not used to being considered part of your crew, I guess. Well, I'll just tip the caterers and—"

She opened the front door and, instead of caterers, found her mother and father on the porch.

“Mom?! Dad?!"

“Sweetie!!!" Kiera's parents rushed in to hug their child tightly, tails swinging happily in her presence.

“Gods, what are you two doing here??"

Sarah, Kiera's 53-year-old mama skunk, let go of her daughter to speak directly to her. “Your mate Julie called us! Said it was a human custom to have family present for your courtship."

“My courtship??"

William, her 58-year-old father, cut in, “Don't worry, that new human friend of yours paid for our flight. We got here as fast as we could when we heard the news."

Julie rushed in to hug her soon-to-be skunk-in-laws. “Remember what you said last night? That we should just get married right away and spend our honeymoon here during mating season?"

Kiera chuckled nervously, “I-I didn't think you'd actually listen to me!"

“Oh, well, since you're so opposed, I'll just send your parents back home and—"

“Hey!" Kiera playfully slapped her beloved before wrapping her in her arms. “I'm not complaining... The faster we get to be lifemates, the better." She kissed the feline passionately before letting go and smiling back at her. “Let's do it! Everyone I love is here, and we're in beautiful Pine Slope! We could've gotten married yesterday!"

“And that's not all," Julie said as she brought her phone out. “I called Pete, Francesca, Mila, and Gayle last night, and they're rushing over here too after I told them. That gives us a good 12 hours to set everything up before we begin the ceremony at dusk!"

“Fuck yeah!" Kiera shouted cheerfully. “Best wedding ever! I don't know why you told me these things are so complicated in your world."

“Oh, we're skipping quite a few traditional steps. There's usually a rehearsal and shopping for bridesmaid dresses and bachelorette parties and— woah!"

Kiera swept Julie in her arms, dipping her back like a ballroom dancer. “Who cares about those human traditions. We're gonna have this wedding the anthro way, my pretty kitty."

“Mmm, I can't wait." Julie smiled back and leaned up to nuzzle her. Doe, Hunter, and the entire Ruttweiler crew clapped to celebrate the coming of this momentous occasion, the lodge now bright with warm enthusiasm for the lovers.

---

Nick the fennec was already an expert production designer, building sets on the fly in a manner of hours. When he offered his services to the happy couple, he knew it would be a cakewalk to design a wedding in less than a day. The lodge was already equipped with extra patio furniture for parties and get-togethers, he already knew where the Pine Slope flowershop was, and the caterers were already on their way. Heh, this human shit's so easy, the fennec thought to himself. I'll show those furless fleshbags how it's done.

Meanwhile, Kiera and Julie were sitting across from Sarah and William on the patio table, catching up with the parents/in-laws. “We're so excited for you to be part of our family, Julie," Sarah complimented. Julie smiled back.

“Aww, thank you, Mrs. McIntyre. Oh, sorry— Mom."

“Oooh! Is that how you humans address your mate's parents? How formal!"

William chuckled at all this strange human behavior he was still getting used to. “You know, our Kiera also told us you'll be carrying our grandcubs, Julie. I'm curious, will they come out human, and if so, do they transform into skunks later?"

“Dad!" Kiera shouted, aghast. “Oh gods, that is so inappropriate."

Julie laughed, unoffended by the query. “It's fine, Kiera. So, there's nothing particularly unusual about ex-humans bearing cubs. Our vixen friend Allison is also an ex-human and she's given birth to some fox/husky hybrid kits. I myself will be carrying kittens after I mate."

“Oh, how lovely!" Sarah squealed. “We were hoping for some more skunks to add to our lineage, but we've been wanting grandcubs for so long that we're just happy with whatever our Kiera raises."

Kiera lovingly rolled her eyes at her parents. “You guys and your skunk lineage... Well, if you two behave and we feel we could afford it, I wouldn't be averse to being the baby mama next time we try."

The two older skunks jumped in excitement at the proposal. Julie, too, looked at her wife-to-be with surprise. “Look at you, planning for our future as parents," the siamese cat teased.

“Hah, like you could resist the motherly instinct to care for your pregnant mate." The skunk nuzzled her pretty kitty and brushed her tail against the small of her back. Julie purred, happy to be with the most beautiful mammal in the world.

“To tell you the truth," papa skunk William began, “We were quite surprised when we learned of your human heritage, Julie. When our Kiera first introduced you to us all those years ago, we never would've imagined you were anything but a natural-born feline. You truly are such a perfect fit for our world, and our cub."

Kiera flinched, “Dad, don't call me your cub. So awkward."

Sarah wrapped an arm around her daughter to comfort her as she cut into the conversation. “So who's the lucky cat that'll be gifting you guys their kittens? I'm dying to know."

Kiera and Julie looked and giggled at each other, both a little taken aback by the sudden question. Julie decided to take this one for the team. “We actually already have someone lined up for the breeding. Honestly, we couldn't have found a better godparent for our cubs. They already feel like part of our family."

“It's true," Kiera added. “And she's another ex-human as well. It's our way of honoring the origins of our coupling."

“How romantic!" her mother gasped. “Is she here? Can we meet her? We'd like to welcome her to the family too."

“Aw, of course, mom!" The skunk turned over to the snow-covered backyard, where a certain leopardess was helping Jonah set up a tablecloth. “Oooh, Hunter! Mom and dad wanna meet yooouuu~"

Hunter's ears twitched and stood up at the call of her name. She quickly said goodbye to Jonah before bounding over to the table where Julie, Kiera, and Kiera's parents awaited her. “How do you do, Mr. and Mrs. McIntyre. Hunter Prey, at your service!"

Sarah and William's muzzles went slack as soon as she said her name aloud. The male spoke first, “Hunter Prey? As in, the Hunter Prey that's been all over the news?"

Hunter flushed as she took a seat between Sarah and Kiera. “Heheh. That's me. I gotta say, it's been an honor to work with your daughter. You're both very lucky parents, and I can't wait to help her and Julie start a family."

Sarah beamed and shook the snow leopard's paw. “Oh wow, you're a doll! I haven't been this starstruck since the girls brought Doe Adira over for dinner."

“I dunno why you're so surprised," Kiera added. “Didn't you see the movie?"

“Oh, sweetie, we did with our fingers covering our eyes and our ears pluuged. We're happy to see you enjoying mating season, but it's rather awkward watching your own daughter do porn."

“Everyone told us you did great, though!" William said encouragingly. “And we were able to see the segment that preceded it. We gotta tell ya, it got your mother and I going like—"

“Okaaaaay!" Kiera interrupted. “Point made. You don't have to see me get my rut on, I don't have to hear about you and mom's mating season shenanigans. All good?"

Awkward chuckles spread through the table. Hunter smiled watching Kiera's closeness with her parents. It had been awhile since she'd been around a supportive family unit. Since her parents died, the only family interactions she's had to endure were Carla's disdain for her snooty, rich family back home, and it was a grim reminder that for all the financial issues the Slates had gone through, Hunter was blessed with the kind of love and support that even better-off families couldn't show to their children. Seeing Sarah and William fully support their daughter's relationship and shift in career was a breath of fresh air for the ex-human, in that regard. Julie wasn't shy in discussing the transphobia of her family back in the human world, so it felt heartwarming knowing that she'd be gaining a new set of supportive in-laws in this world as well.

“So tell us more about this human ceremony," William asked Julie and Hunter. “What exactly makes this 'marriage' unique from our mateships?"

Julie smiled, happy to answer for them. “Well for one, marriage is... complicated. In its ideal form it's a celebration of love, of two people joining in holy matrimony. In practice, it's something of an institution. The government gives certain benefits to married couples. Social security, retirement, taxes, insurance, estate loans, immigration. Some people marry out of survival and necessity over outright love. Married couples are also given priority over single parents when it comes to adoption."

“Not to mention the commercialism surrounding weddings," Hunter added. “They set entire industries around each individual facet. Expensive dresses, photographers, videographers. Humans get carried away with it. Everyone is so obsessed with having their own perfect wedding that they spend small fortunes to get it."

“Gods," Sarah faltered at the flood of information. “The human world is very... complicated, it seems."

Julie chuckled, aware she and Hunter had just overwhelmed them. “Heh, it's rough, don't get me wrong... But there's still a lot of beauty in marriage. All your friends and family get to celebrate and eat cake and dance. Oh, and you get to recite vows to your partner."

“Vows? Of what kind?"

“Oh, the usual lovey-dovey stuff. I already have mine prepared so I don't wanna say more."

“Shit," Kiera exclaimed, “Was I supposed to have written something for the ceremony?"

“No no no, my love, not at all. You can just say what's in your heart. What you love about me, what you hope our future holds."

“Oooh, like I did when I made that proposal thingy. Boy, human culture is weird."

“Of course, not all marriages are like that," Hunter chimed in. “When my parents got married, it was just five other people in a small church. They didn't have a lot of money or a lot of friends but it was perfect, regardless." She smiled, recalling memories of her mother and father showing him old home videos of that day. How young and happy and full of excitement they looked. Terry wished he could have been there to experience it; a reprieve from their life of hardship, a glimpse of the people he loved the most at their happiest.

“Your daughter's taking part in a good wedding," Hunter assured the older skunks. “This will be a memory they'll cherish for the rest of their lives together. I know it. And I think you'll look back at this moment with fondness too, Mr. and Mrs. McIntyre. I know I will. Your cub's one of the best people I know. She and Julie will have so many happy years together, and so will you two with a great woman like Julie as a part of your family... I couldn't be happier for you. All of you."

Silence fell on the table as Hunter calmly swayed her tail. Julie blushed and smiled, resting her head on Kiera's shoulder and rubbing her face against it lovingly. Meanwhile, both of Kiera's parents were shaken by the sincerity the leopard put out there. Sarah leaned in to whisper to her daughter and break the silence,

“She's a terrific girl. You should marry her too."

---

The sun was beginning its descent over the vast field of snow behind the lodge. Rows of chairs were set up in front of a makeshift floral arch, a modest outdoor set-up for a modest, intimate wedding ceremony. On top of everyone who was already here, the rest of the Ruttweiler crew had arrived to celebrate this momentous occasion. Gator twins Mila & Gayle were drinking champagne with cameraboar Pete and his mate, a rather built male zebra named Logan. Kiera's parents also began chatting with Allison and Sven, asking further questions about anthro-ex-human marriage and what to expect from their daughter's courtship with Julie.

Meanwhile, Hunter was busy showing Francesca her Christmas gift. The lizard woman marveled at the the exhaustive book on the history of human fashion, clutching it in her scaled hands. “What a thoughtful, magnificent gift. Oh! I can't wait to fully dig into it. Thank you, Hunter."

“No, thank you!" Hunter replied full of enthusiasm. “I hardly knew what to wear as a woman. You helped shape my fashion taste, in a way."

“Ah, and I must say, you've taken my lessons to heart," Francesca said as she eyed Hunter up and down, admiring the formal dark blue dress the leopard wore to complement her cold-toned fur. “Where did you find such an exquisite dress at such a podunk town?"

“Heh, you'd be surprised by the kinds of businesses Rutfest attracts."

"Oh, I was joking of course. I'm actually online friends with the shopowner you got that dress from. It's a Danica Spurn original, I could tell from just a glance."

"Damn, you know your stuff... By the way, how's your mating season been, Fran?"

“Sublime. I'm part of a rather large reptilian polycule back home, and we had added two new members after the premiere of the film. Get this, they're twin crocodiles, both male, and both immaculately toned."

“Holy shit, like a genderbent Mila & Gayle."

“Yes, that part was surreal, but honey? When you got two cocks that big in front of you, you don't have room to care." The lizard took a drag of her cigarette. Hunter laughed at her on-point comedic timing. The reptile had the grace, poise, and filthy wit of one of those wino middle-aged housewives you'd find in an enjoyably trashy human soap opera. The leopard wished she could be half as beautiful, fashionable, and funny when she reached her age.

As the party mingling continued, Hunter eventually found her way to Pete. They greeted each other with a long, friendly hug. “It's so great to see you, star! Oh, let me introduce you to my mate Logan." The zebra by his side bowed his enormous equine muzzle politely. Hunter bowed back.

“Wonderful to meet you. Any friend of Pete's is a friend of mine."

Logan chuckled, “Oh, we are more than friends, believe me." He kissed the boar tenderly, swaying tipsily in his arms. “By the way, I hope you don't mind, but Pete gave me his 'Christmas gift' or whatever you call it. I'm a photographer, and I just love the design of this camera. You humans were onto something with this design."

“Wow. A cinematographer and photographer couple. Some things just make perfect sense."

Pete and Logan laughed politely, as it was an observation they had heard often throughout their mateship. “Well, it wasn't our talents that attracted us to each other at first," Logan started. “Peter here likes 'em big." The zebra raised his eyebrows, bringing the boar to melt shyly.

“Wow, you just embarrassed your partner and bragged about your dick size with just five words." She turned to Pete, “Don't let go of this one. He's a keeper."

Pete smiled and nodded. “Never have, never will. Speaking of keepers..." The boar pulled out his DSLR camera and hit record as he filmed the leopard. “I heard these 'weddings' of yours usually have videographers, and I wanted to lend my services. Anything you'd like to say to the happy couple?"

Hunter glowed at the sight of a camera, her inner porn star flicking the switch in her mind. She looked the lens in the eye and gave her most beautiful, charismatic smile. “Julie, Kiera... I love you two so much, and seeing you take this step together is so overwhelming. I hope you watch this twenty years later, happy and content with the life you've made for yourselves. And to our shared cub or cubs, I hope you watch this too and see how much your mothers love each other and how excited they were to have you!"

“Wait—" Pete dipped the camera down a bit to stare Hunter in the eye. “What's this about a shared cub? Did I miss something?"

Hunter giggled and turned around, waving her tail goodbye at the camera. “You'll see, Petey-boy. You'll see..." As Hunter padded away from the viewfinder, Pete and Logan stared at each other for a moment before shrugging their shoulders in unison.

Hunter continued mingling with her crewmates and friends, eventually running into a familiar giraffe in a suit. “Oh my god! Hey! You're the gaffer!....... I never got your name, I'm so sorry."

The tall necked creature blushed a little at the interaction. “Don't worry about it, I'm... kinda quiet on set. Also, I'm not just a gaffer. I'm also the key grip, boom operator... I wear a lot of different hats, basically." Hunter shared a chuckle with him. "Anyway, my name's Dale."

“Holy shit, like Dale Cooper!"

“I don't know who that is."

“Ah, right... You know, I gave the entire crew Christmas gifts but I completely forgot about you. You don't mind if you get yours late, do you?"

“I literally have no idea what a Christmas gift is but sure!"

“Great! You'll love yours, I promise!"

Dale shyly waved goodbye as Hunter left to mingle some more. One brand new face surprised her. Bella Roxy, the raccoon Q+A moderator from the other day, was here wearing a frilly purple dress with slutty leather boots and fishnet leggings. Hunter immediately rushed to her. “Bella? What are you doing here?"

“Oh gods, it's you!" the raccoon woman smiled. “I'm so sorry that Q+A went off the rails. I came here to apologize to Rudd and he said he was doing better and that you guys were having a little party of sorts. Well, this is certainly not a 'little' anything."

“I assume Julie and Kiera filled you in on the festivities."

“Oh yeah, it sounded very serious. Two people not just deciding to be lifelong mates, but putting on a whole ceremony to announce their forever union? Is human culture always so... dramatic?"

Hunter laughed at the description. “You know, that might actually be one of the better words I've heard to describe us. Exactly."

Bella held her chest and sighed in relief. “I was honestly worried it would sound offensive... I'm really glad I'm here, actually. I was hoping to take you and the crew out to drinks after the Q+A, at least before that snob director crashed the evening. I wanted to talk more intimately with you guys about your camaraderie, because it was definitely one of the things that struck me most about both films. It seemed like a very close-knit set."

“And lemme guess... You wanted to share in our action, this mating season?"

Bella waved her ringed tail behind her. “Was I that obvious?"

“Girl, I got the nose of a predator now, I could smell your need from a mile away."

“What can I say? I like to get intimate with my subjects~"

Hunter purred and stepped closer to the raccoon, whispering into her pointed ear, “I'll tell you what: stay over for the rest of our visit and we'll show you a good time. I have a feeling Doe will want a go on your tight pussy."

“Nnnahh..." Bella shut her eyes and exhaled breathily at the suggestion. “I can make up some excuse to the festival for why I can't come tomorrow."

“Very Good." Hunter nuzzled Bella's mask-patterned face and brushed her tail against her thighs before walking away, leaving her wanting and dripping. Bella swayed her tail some more, hoping to fan away her obvious heat pheromones so no one would notice.

Hunter turned to find Rudd just leaving a conversation with Nick. She joined with the rottweiler. “I can't believe we set up a wedding this good at the last minute."

Rudd scoffed, “It helps to have connections... I heard what you said to the McIntyres, by the way."

“Canine hearing, I'm assuming?"

“Yyyyyup. I gotta say, you sounded quite passionate about this marriage thing."

“Huh. Did I?"

“Oh yeah. Almost as if you have been envisioning your own wedding for a while now."

“Hah. Think again. Bad boy."

“Aroo, I'm hurt." Rudd mimicked a doggy whine, laughing with the leopardess at the development of their bit.

“To be honest, it's not the wedding I'm longing for... I made this dramatic promise to my father while he was dying. I told him I wouldn't just succeed financially where he didn't, but that I'd share that stability with a family of my own. I basically promised him I'd redeem our bloodline by siring a generation free from our long pattern of hardships."

Rudd saddened upon hearing that. He was all too familiar with the need to prove you were more than just a string of failures. Hunter continued,

“Living up to that promise was harder than I thought, especially after mom died and I was left to fend for myself. I felt I had to let that promise go. My only goal was to survive another day... Now I'm here. Successful, adored, watched by millions, stable for the first time in my life... Seeing Julie and Kiera go for this made me realize my promise wasn't dead in the water."

Hunter smiled to herself, a warmth filling her chest. “So yeah, I guess that's why I sounded like that back there. I think it's only just dawned on me that— Ah!"

Rudd hugged Hunter tightly, wrapping her in his black-furred arms and burying his muzzle into her shoulder. “Don't go back." The canine stifled a genuine whine. Hunter's eyes widened at the remark. “Stay here, where you're happy. Where you're loved."

Hunter's muzzle dropped, unsure what to say to the rottweiler while he appeared to be in a strangely emotional state. “Wh-Where's this coming from, all of a sudden?"

“Hunter, I admire your dedication and love for your family... but you can't let old ties hold you back from who you can become."

“I-I don't understand. What about the plan? What about me transforming into new species for the studio?"

“Come on, we can live off the residuals of this movie for the next two decades. Enough time for you to settle into a new life here, in this form you so clearly enjoy. There are other ways of fulfilling this promise to your father than just the human way!"

Hunter pushed him off of her, taking a stand. “That doesn't mean I wanna completely forsake what made me who I am! I mean, fuck, I have studies to finish! A degree I've worked hard on. You're saying I should just abandon all that to rut and be pretty all day."

Rudd stared knowingly at her. Hunter, unfortunately, had to tilt her head in defeat.

“Okay, point made. Yes, I love being here, and yes, I am tempted every day to just stay and abandon my home like Julie and Allison had before me. But you have to respect that there's more to me than just how I am when I'm here! I want to enjoy my success in the human world too, with the money I earned! I wanna treat my friends to a nice restaurant and see a play!"

“You can do all that stuff here!"

“It's not about here or there!" She placed her paws on his shoulders. “I want to enjoy my life on my own terms. You of all people should understand."

Rudd hung his head low, nodding ashamedly. “Fuck, I don't know what came over me... Fucking mating season hormones." Hunter laughed awkwardly at that. It was enough to lighten the mood, even bringing Rudd to laugh with her. “I'm sorry... It's just been great, waking up with you in this world. Not having to wait for letters to arrive or for another film to be greenlit. Just... hanging out with no obligation."

“But you can't just quit filmmaking."

The canine sighed in defeat. “You're right. I can't."

“Just like I can't quit biology."

“Of course... Why did you major in biology, anyway?"

“I'm honestly not sure sometimes... Though, part of it might have been my dog. My feral pet dog, that is. He got sick when I was little and it was a very traumatic memory. I think deep down, I've always felt a connection to animals... Who'd have thought that I'd become one, right?"

“Heh. That explains the ease with which you adapted to our way of doing things."

Hunter chuckled with him, finally feeling easy again around the canine. “I haven't gone back on what I said when I signed that contract with your studio. I think I'll take the plunge to stay here and become a permanent resident when I feel ready. But it has to be my choice. You got it."

“Of course. Otherwise you'd easily kick my ass."

Hunter smirked at Rudd... before hugging him gently. “You're a good boy, Rudd. Don't let anyone take that away from you.

Rudd flushed at the term. “You can't just drop a 'good boy' on me in front of all these people."

“Oh, and I thought public rutting was a common sight here!"

“What about the sanctity of marriage or whatever?"

“Maybe in the human world. Here, though..." Hunter tip-toed her digits on Rudd's dress pants, wiggling them into his waistband and reaching for the treasure inside.

“Ooohh, Hunter," a sing-song voice teased from behind. Hunter and Rudd leapt in their coats as they turned to find Doe staring at them. “The ceremony's about to start."

Hunter's ears stood up as she shot her paw out of Rudd's pants. “I'll be right there! Sorry!"

Doe smirked as she made her way to the seats. “Sure thing, lovebirds..."

The two mammals were left there, staring awkwardly at each other as they were hit with a massive case of blueballs. Hunter pointed her thumb at the floral arch. “Welp. That's my cue."

“I won't keep you," Rudd smiled. “We can finish that thought tomorrow." Hunter winked back at him before bounding over to the front of the aisle, Rudd following behind to reach his reserved seat.

---

Hunter stood in front of the audience of anthros, the people she'd grown to become the most intimate of friends with, not to mention the newer faces that dotted the crowd. She stood underneath the floral arch, proud to usher her friends on this next step of their life journey. Behind her, the sun began to set, creating a gorgeous array of pink and orange that painted the sky like a canvas. Hunter smiled. She would make this the best wedding ever.

“Welcome, everyone, to the wedding ceremony of Julie Chung and Kiera McIntyre. Now, I'm not an official officiator... boy, that's a mouthful, uh— But! We're not doing this the human way, We'll be doing this wedding the fun way. So before we introduce the lovely couple, I'd like for some very special guests to say a few opening words. They've known Julie and Kiera the longest, and they share a commonality as they too are an ex-human/anthro couple who formed a lifelong mateship and bore cubs of their own. So, y'know, the experiment's been proven a success." Light laughter echoed from the audience. “Please welcome to the stage, Allison and Sven Frost!"

Allison and Sven emerged from their seats to a clapping crowd, stepping down the aisle and coming up to tag Hunter out. Hunter left them at the front, saluting the couple to wish them good luck as she stepped away and went inside the house to check on Julie and Kiera.

“Gods, where to even begin..." Allison started.

“I know," Sven interrupted. “How come we not marry like this, Allison?" The crowd laughed in agreement. Allison gave the husky a teasing smile.

“Well, weddings are very civilized and I didn't wanna tame you. I like you better when your wild." A few people in the crowd moaned at that. “And besides, we didn't have much time for a wedding after you impregnated me so quickly."

As Allison and Sven continued to warm the crowd up outside, Hunter moved through the halls of the lodge in search of the two newlyweds-to-be. She quickly entered one of the guest bedrooms to find Francesca dressing Julie up in an exquisite white dress with a proper veil and a bouquet of pastel roses. Hunter's heart sang at the sight.

“Do you like it?" Julie asked modestly.

“Like it? You're stunning! Kiera's gonna love it."

“I added my own touches to the base dress," Francesca chimed. “They were based on that human fashion book you gifted me. These wedding dresses your culture wears are quite extravagant. I had to fashion the veil out of some leftover lace panties I brought."

The two mammals in the room stared at each other with widened eyes. Hunter tried her damnedest to stifle a chortle, but it failed. Julie smiled, giving her the okay to laugh. “Honestly, it wouldn't be an anthro wedding without some horny twist to it."

“Hahah! I'll say!" Hunter took a few seconds to let her laughter die down. “Ah, okay. I'll go check on Kiera, you come out when I give the signal through the patio door."

Julie nodded back as Hunter left to head upstairs. Near the lounge, Sarah and William waited outside of one of the bedroom doors. “There you are!" William exclaimed. “Can you please check on our Kiera? She's not letting us in."

“Oh, I'm sure she just needs to put her thoughts in order for the vows... But alright. I have to bring her out anyway."

Hunter opened the door, entered, and shut it behind her for privacy. Inside, Kiera was sitting on the bed, wearing a sleek black-and-white tuxedo that matched with her striped fur. She perked up upon seeing Hunter enter.

“It's almost time. You ready?"

Kiera pursed her lips. “Yes... No... I'm going to, I'm not backing down! But I'm... Well..."

“What's wrong, hun?" Hunter sat beside the skunk, resting her tail beside Kiera's for comfort.

“I love Julie more than anything. I'd do anything for her, even this strange human ceremony. But I dunno... You said some things back there about how much pressure there is in marriage that got my thoughts racing."

“Oh, Kiera, I didn't mean to frighten you. None of that stuff applies to this wedding. We're doing it anthro style, remember?"

“But like, isn't that responsibility built into the very DNA of such a ceremony? Bringing all your loved ones, saying vows, the words 'til death do us part'? I mean, it's not like I won't. Of course I'll be with Julie for as long as we live. It's just... It feels like the end of a chapter of our lives. Why would I want something so perfect to end?"

“Well, it's like you said. It's the end of a chapter, not the whole story."

“I know... And I want to start a family with her, I really do... But she's not going to be working any longer when she gets pregnant. I'll have to pull my weight. And to be honest, before Julie came into my life, I was kind of a slacker. I could only afford that apartment with the rift inside it because my parents supplemented my rent. Then Julie became the breadwinner, and all I could do was admire her talent, her drive...

“That's why I crashed our shoot. It wasn't just to be as spontaneous and driven as her. I had to prove I was worth something in this relationship too. And right after we finished filming, I proposed and we started talking cubs, and I thought I could turn myself around." Kiera exhaled, letting out all her stress and worry. “But what if I crumple under the pressure. What if I turn out to be a bad mother, a bad wife... What if I'm not made for it."

Hunter didn't know what to say, but she knew she had to be there for friend. The leopardess rested her head on Kiera's shoulder and clasped her paw gently. “I don't have an answer to that. I guess... you won't know until you take that step... But that's what's so beautiful about it too! You're diving headfirst into something scary and new, and you're doing it out of love. You already said, you'd do anything for her, right?"

“I," Kiera sniffled a bit, rubbing her nose with her paw, “I did."

“Well, you're not just doing it for her. You're doing it for that kitten. And once you see its cute little face and hold it in your paws, you'll feel that same love compel you to dive into the abyss too. And isn't that in itself a beautiful thing?"

The skunk's eyes widened, realizing what Hunter meant. She began to nod, energy radiating in her pelt. “Yeah... Yeah! Of course! Even if I do fail, so what? I'm doing all this for her, and that's... that's enough!" Kiera stood up from the bed, marched over to the door, and looked her worried parents in the eyes. “Mom, dad? Take me to the arch. I gotta marry the best woman in the whole damn world."

Hunter sighed in relief and smiled, happy she managed to reach through to her close friend.

---

“And that's when I knew this was my home," Allison proclaimed to the congregation, teary-eyed. She turned to Sven and wrapped an arm around him, holding his muscular frame close. “The way you held me that day... I had never felt so loved. So cared for."

Sven smiled and gave his mate eskimo kisses, booping their noses together in romantic delight. “I cannot imagine life without you, my snow queen."

As the audience echoed with aww's, Allison looked up and saw Hunter emerge from the patio door. She nudged Sven, signaling to him that it was time to move on. As the couple left and Hunter arrived back on the arch, the congregation applauded Allison and Sven for their opening statement. Hunter politely waited for them to bow and return to their seats before introducing the bride-to-be.

“Ladies and gents of all species, I give you Bride #1: Kiera McIntyre!"

The patio door opened and Kiera emerged in her sleek suit, both her parents holding her paws to guide her to the arch. The crowd was stunned with her subtle, butch look and the way it coordinated with her fur pattern. Hunter smiled at the reaction. The pageantry of a human wedding certainly translated well to this world. When the trio made it to Hunter and the arch, William and Sarah let go of their cub, symbolizing the passing over from one family to another. Kiera kissed both her parents on their respective cheeks before the two older skunks returned to their reserved seats.

Kiera stood by Hunter, mouthing the words “thank you" to the leopard silently. Hunter nodded back. “And now, without further ado, I give you Bride #2: Julie Chung!"

Everyone turned back around to watch the patio door open once more. Julie emerged in her magnificent wedding dress, holding the paws of both Francesca and Doe guiding her down the aisle. Jordana trailed behind them as the flower girl, scattering a trail of petals in her wake. Everyone gave enraptured oooh's at the sight of it all. Kiera's heart leapt upon seeing her, the most beautiful mammal she'd ever laid eyes on, now more beautiful than ever before. Upon finally reaching the end of the aisle, Doe knelt down to kiss Julie's paw before returning to her seat with Francesca and Jordana. Julie turned and clasped Kiera's paws gently, smiling at her.

“You're... incredible," Kiera beamed. Julie's ears turned red as she tilted her muzzle down. The skunk nearly soaked her expensive dress pants right then and there. “I fucking love when my pretty kitty's all flustered." Julie shared a laugh with her, the two never closer. Hunter stood beside them, ready to officiate the fuck out of this wedding.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Kiera and Julie. The second I saw this couple in the same room for the first time, I just knew they were as madly in love as lovers get. The two share a warmth and radiance whenever they're in the same room, and it can't help but make everyone feel a little bit brighter in their presence... You two make us all believe that there is such a thing as soulmates, and I for one am overjoyed to see you two take this step into the next phase of your journey.

“Now, I would like the brides to share their vows. Kiera, would you like to go first?"

Kiera nodded and looked her lover in her wide, feline eyes. “Julie... Every time I look at you, I feel like the luckiest woman in the world. To think that an ordinary skunk like me would find someone so beautiful, so kind, so talented... I want to spend every day with you. I want to sleep in your bed every night and wake up by your side every morning. And when we turn 80, I want us to still be together, letting the world pass us by while we watch our cubs grow up and find love of their own. Because a world without you is like... like a world without mating season! Dry and lifeless!" Julie and some members of the congregation couldn't help but giggle at that one. “You are everything to me, Julie. And I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

Light applause erupted from the congregation as Hunter turned to Julie. “Are you ready to say your vows, Julie?"

Julie let out a shaky nod before returning her gaze to Kiera's eyes. “Kiera, I... I am nothing without you..." The audience murmured at the harsh opening statement. Kiera tilted her head, wondering where her kitty was going with this. “Before I met you, I was a miserable human boy with no future, no prospects, no desires. I felt I didn't deserve things like love while I was in the closet and unable to transition. It was like the allegory of the cave. All I knew were the shadows my parents cast on the wall, and to me that was all my world ever was and could be... Then we found each other. And you showed me what the world truly was, what love was!"

Julie sniffled as her eyes watered, pushing herself to continue without breaking down. “You are my everything, Kiera. Every day with you feels like the most wonderful dream. And I... I worry some nights that I'll wake up from this dream, back in my parents' place, where I'm called a faggot by my father and brothers... a world without you."

Kiera's heart ached for Julie. It turned out the both of them had their own emotional worries going into this ceremony. Kiera couldn't be gladder to not have ran away from this moment, that she could be there to comfort her kitten and tell her everything would be okay.

“But every day," Julie continued, “I wake up to the small of your back. Your stripes, your tail... And I remember that I am worthy of love. Because you gave it to me. With this form, this world, this life... You always remind me that this perfection is no dream, that I could have faith in my new reality. Meeting you was more than the best thing that ever happened to me... You woke me up from my bad dream. And I want to spend every waking moment of this life with no one else but you."

Kiera teared up as well, feeling the overwhelming emotion coming from Julie's words. She leaned in to hug her tightly. “I promise, kitten... I'll never let you go. Ever."

More tears were shed in the audience, as many were just as moved by the lovers' connection. Pete had the worst of it, full-on sobbing into a handkerchief while blowing his snout. His zebra mate Logan held him close, patting and rubbing his back to comfort the boar. Hunter, too, felt tears stream down her face, staining her ecstatic smile, still overjoyed for the two mates.

“Thank you both for sharing your feelings," said Hunter. “May the ringbearer step forward."

Rudd emerged from the patio door with a suit and tie, carrying one of the couch pillows in paw with two simple wedding rings placed atop it. He walked confidently down the aisle, balancing the pillow perfectly, and Hunter had to admit, he looked rather handsome doing his comfortable swagger. He reached the end and held the pillow up, prompting Julie and Kiera to each grab a ring. Rudd returned to his seat with the pillow to give the girls their space and their moment.

“Now," Hunter continued, “Do you, Kiera McIntyre, take Julie Chung to be your, well, not lawfully wedded..." The crowd chuckled, able to piece together context clues as to why that didn't adapt here. “Let's try that again... Do you, Kiera McIntyre, take Julie Chung to be your mate for life, to have and to hold from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?"

“I do." Kiera had never been more confident in anything else in her entire life.

“And do you, Julie Chung, take Kiera McIntyre to be your mate for life, to have and to hold from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?"

“I... I do..." Julie wiped the tears from her face, smiling widely at her beloved.

Hunter's heart soared hearing the two say those words. “Now, put the rings on each other's fingers and say, 'With these ring, I thee wed.'"

Julie placed her ring around Kiera's right hand ring finger. “With this ring, I thee wed." Kiera did the same to Julie's, holding her paw delicately. “With this ring, I thee wed." Their tails swayed in unison, both overjoyed. Hunter beamed.

“By the power vested in me by, uh, myself! I now pronounce you mates for life! You may now kiss the bri—"

Julie and Kiera didn't even wait for her to finish, eagerly pouncing on each other to kiss passionately for all to see. The whole congregation stood up and cheered, clapping together to celebrate this most joyous of unions. Canines in the audience howled for the pair, joining in the chorus of cheers. It truly was a blessed day, and everyone present felt a little bit brighter for having witnessed it.

---

The reception went off without a hitch. The caterers had arrived on time, setting up a wide buffet of different foods, while the stereo system alternated between anthro and human music for people to dance to. People mingled, got their groove on, and even expressed their own love for one another by kissing and groping each other.

Kiera and Julie danced together in the living room, their friends circled around them and clapping to the beat of the music. Hunter watched it all with a glass of wine in her paw, admiring just how well this event came together. She approached Nick and Rudd by the kitchen wall.

“So, did I deliver or did I deliver?" the fennec bragged. Hunter giggled and hugged him tightly.

“You did more than deliver, Nick! We couldn't have done it without you."

“Thank you, Hunter. It was an enjoyable project... Actually, now that I think about it, this could be a great side business for me between film projects. 'Nick Spade: film production designer and human-style wedding planner'. What do you think, Rudd?"

Rudd chuckled, “I dunno how many other anthros might catch on to this human wedding trend... But you could be serving a hyper specific niche. Crazier things have happened."

“You're telling me, buddy. Ah, I'm gonna grab a beer from the icebox. Could use a drink after all that last minute planning." The fennec patted Rudd's shoulder before leaving him with Hunter. The two stood together, watching the festivities from a distance.

“Your culture never ceases to fascinate me, Hunter."

Hunter smiled and took a sip of her wine. “Heh, same with yours, Rudd."

“Is this something you want too? A life partner by your side until the day you die?"

“It sure would be nice, but I dunno. The longer I stay here, the more impartial I am to joining a pack of lovers. Sharing the romance and pleasure, rutting a different canine for each day of the week."

“I notice you specified canine, Miss Prey."

“What can I say, Wyler. Once you go knot, you never for...got?" The leopard chuckled. “I'm a tad tipsy, as you can probably tell."

“Well, I'm glad I could represent us knot-havers as best as I can." They shared a flirtatious smile... before Rudd's tone turned a little more serious. “Sorry for all that crap I said earlier. I dunno what came over me."

“No worries, Rudd. It's like you said, passions run wild on mating season... But I am glad you seem to care about my wellbeing that much to the point of embarrassing yourself like that."

The canine laughed. “Just looking out for my star, Prey." They smiled at each other, both just happy to share this time together while Hunter was here in this world.

The night continued on like this, filled with booze, dancing, and celebration like a proper reception. Doe made a drunken toast for the happy couple, sharing an embarrassing story like any human bridesmaid should. It was about her first shoot with Julie, the moment that made the two friends and costars for life.

“And I swearrr," the cervine slurred, “I had never fit my entire hoof inside of a pussy like that! But you took it, Julie! You took it like a champ! Prolly the loosest cunt I had the pleasure of working with~" Doe swayed back and forth before taking another gulp of wine. Julie blushed like she usually did at the story, but she took it like a good sport and raised a glass for her dear deer friend. “And Kiera! I'm gonna let you in on a little porn industry secret... The best way to stretch out a rut without orgasming too quick? Dip your finger, dildo, whatever in honeyblossom oil. You guys will laaaaast and laasssstt for hooouuurrsss."

Kiera and Julie cackled at the anecdote as the crowd cheered on Doe's toast, prompting Doe to down the last of her wine in one large gulp to play into the crowd. Even while drunk, she displayed expert showmanship. “Love you both, my darlings!" The doe bowed gracefully, even in her drunken state. She was a professional through and through, although she hardly noticed the surprised faces of Kiera's parents in the corner listening in on that raunchy story.

Soon, it was Allison and Sven's turn to tear up the dance floor, amazing everyone with how in sync they were together. While everyone was distracted, the two brides walked up to Hunter for a more private conversation. “Thank you so much for helping to set this all up, Hunter!" Julie said excitedly. “We couldn't have done it without you."

“It was a beautiful ceremony," Kiera added. “I'm so glad I went through with it. Tell the humans back in your world that they throw a mean party."

Hunter chuckled. “Oh, I will." Before the leopard could take another sip of her drink, Kiera rested a paw on her shoulder to get her full, undivided attention.

“In fact... Julie informed me of another aspect of the human wedding experience. The, uh, night of consummation."

“Oh," Hunter replied, before her eyes widened and her muzzle curled into a devious smile. “Ooohhh..."

“I want you both to take me, tonight," Julie purred sensuously. “I wanna be properly bred. To feel our kittens grow inside of me. I can't think of a better way to cap off this night than to finally give in to my feral lust and fulfill our wish for a family."

Hunter leaned in to nuzzle the both of them. “It would be my honor... Kiera? Are you ready to do this?"

“Oh yeah," the skunk murred. “Let's wait for the party to end, though. I wanna take some time to set everything up. Make it _purr_fect for my pretty kitty." She kissed Julie's cheek and suckled on her neck, giving her a taste of what to look forward to tonight. The siamese cat couldn't help but purr even harder at the prospect, leaning into Kiera's advances.

---

Eventually, just as Kiera predicted, the party neared its end. As the hours passed and the drinks poured in, more and more visitors had to return to their hotel rooms, giving heartfelt goodbyes to the happy couple and the rest of the crew. William and Sarah were among those visitors, hugging their daughter tightly and tearing up in her arms, both so overwhelmed to see their daughter this happy and in love. They couldn't be more proud of her, and made sure to tell her as much about seven more times before they finally left.

Soon, all that was left of the party were the initial lodge guests, with Doe barely hanging onto consciousness as Jordana kept her upright and helped carry her to her bedroom. Allison and Sven were cuddled beside each other on the couch, while Flissa and Jonah were drunk-laughing together about some joke. With Kiera, Julie, and Hunter still relatively sober, the three stared at each other, fire burning in each of their loins as their feral instincts told them that the time to breed was nearing.

It had gradually developed as the party went on, an itch in the back of their heads telling them to mate and rut and rip all those fancy clothes off each other to give in to the urge to rear some cubs. It was like their bodies knew that there was a night of consummation on the way, giving them the sexual drive necessary to make this night truly debauched. The three couldn't wait to extinguish the flame in their crotches, especially Julie, who had nothing but kittens and pregnancy on her feline mind.

Julie marveled both at what was to happen and how it related to her past. When she was a human man, she had long wanted to be a mother, to give her children the love and acceptance that she didn't get from her own family. Even if she couldn't get pregnant, she wondered if maybe she could find a surrogate mother or adopt a child when the time was right. Now, she had a new body with a womb of her own, something she never thought in a million years she'd have. The siamese cat felt utterly blessed to be here, to be gifted this perfect female body. She only wished more transgender humans could have what she had.

“I'm ready," she told Kiera and Hunter, eager with heat and secreting every pheromone her body could produce. It filled the room, driving both the skunk and leopard wild with rutting instincts. “I'm only sorry you couldn't be the one to fill me, Kiera."

“Don't worry, my pretty kitty," Kiera comforted while petting Julie's head and giving her scritches behind the ears with her dull claw. “Hunter's gonna make a perfect godparent for our litter. And, I came up with a way to further include myself in the mating process." The skunk loosened her dress pants, unzipping and unbuttoning them to open them up and reveal that, this entire time, she had a strap-on tucked away in her groin. Julie beamed at the sight.

“Ooooh, Kiera, I fucking love you! When did—"

“I rented it off of Francesca right before we left home. It's the very same one you fucked me with during our shoot."

Julie couldn't help but purr madly at her beloved skunk, her newlywed wife. “You naughty girl. If only I could marry you all over again." The couple giggled while Hunter padded closer to them.

“And what about me? I'm gonna be like a second wife." She nuzzled and licked Julie's face, making her purr even harder. “It'll be my seed swimming in your womb. I'm gonna be at the birthdays, at their school recitals, graduations..."

“Nyaaahhh!" Julie moaned, caught between the embraces of the woman she loved, and the woman she shepherded into anthrodom, both possessing every inch of her pelt. “Take me upstairs, you two. I'm ready. I want those cubs in me yesterday!"

Hunter and Kiera shared a mischievous glance, both very happy to be sharing this moment together. They decided together, telepathically and instinctually linking up, to make this moment special for their special feline. “Anything you want, my queen," Kiera purred into Julie's pointed ear. “Let us treat you like royalty tonight."

Julie furthered her purring, letting herself feel regal in the embrace of her loyal subjects. The two interlocked with her arms, guiding her to the stairwell. When the siamese feline looked down to watch her step, she saw white rose petals scattered along the stairs. Her heart fluttered. It was such a cliché, and yet it made her feel so special, so loved, so tended to.

As they followed the petal trail up the stairs and past the lounge, the leopard and skunk opened the door for their queen to show a luxuriously draped bed that smelled of lavender and other wildflowers, white rose petals dotting the fabric like a clearing in a meadow— a perfect spot for animals like them to mate and breed.

Hunter and Kiera both leaned in to lick at the small of her neck and whisper sweetly in her ear. “May we remove your garments, my queen?" Hunter sultrily hummed. Julie nodded, relaxing her body while her two lovers did all the work for her, unzipping and slipping her furred limbs off of the extravagant wedding garment. All that was left was her moist cleft, quivering in anticipation for a strong cock to fill it with kittens. Hunter and Kiera lifted her off the floor, carried her over to the bed, and lay her atop the sheets. Julie purred in absolute comfort, watching as her wife and her pseudo-wife both knelt on one knee in deference to their mistress of worship.

“How would you like us to proceed, my queen?" Hunter asked.

Julie smirked, “I think you know already, subjects."

Kiera and Hunter eyed each other. They absolutely knew. The two stood back up and stripped for their queen, giving her a show, turning their bodies into eye candy as they slowly and teasingly slipped dresses, slacks, bowties, silk off to lay bare their differently patterned fur coats. Julie licked her lips at the delicious sight, very much enjoying their bodies and the promise they presented. Now all three were naked, with one notable exception, as Kiera's strap-on remained tied around her waist, the silicone cock firmly placed atop her black-furred outlet. It contrasted beautifully with Hunter's ladycock, erect out of its sheath and twitching with droplets of pre.

“Oh, how lucky I am to be surrounded by such loyal, sexy servants," Julie proclaimed in her most regal voice. She turned to Hunter, “But alas, you are not a true vassal like my darling skunk here, who hath devoted her body and soul to my entire being." The cat grinned, getting lost in her character and deciding to play with her unmarried mate. “You must prove that you too are willing to devote thineself to your queen's grace and sex. Before you may lay claim to my womb, you must offer yourself to me and my vassal. Come. Groom my fur with that tongue of yours while my skunk reams your tailhole. And try not to make me cum prematurely. We won't accept your seed unless I get to orgasm alongside you."

Hunter growled in delight. A challenge, she thought to herself. And here I thought I'd breed her as easily as I did in my bear form... Well, it's her special day. I'm honor-bound to keep it that way. The leopard smiled seductively for her feline superior. “It would be my honor, your majesty." Swaying her spotted tail in a hypnotic rhythm, Hunter padded slowly toward the bed before crawling atop the sheets on all fours, debasing herself into a feral stance for her future prey.

The leopard leaned her muzzle out slowly toward the other feline, who sat up on the pillows and proudly displayed her furred tits and belly. Hunter gained a new appreciation for her coat and the pheromones that clung to it, now approaching it in a lucid state compared to the ursine lust she was lost in last time. She was so eager to be bred with cubs based off her scent, and yet she still managed to take time to play with her food. Hunter could only appreciate that kind of dedication to not just her roleplay but to her wife, lightly humiliating the breeder to show that no matter how many kittens she gave her, she was still second place to Julie's luscious skunk.

Carefully, Hunter stuck her sandpaper tongue out and brought it to the bottom edge of her breast, slowly traveling lower and lower to her abdomen as she groomed her coat like a good kitten, a proper slave to the queen of the castle. Her mind tingled with warm feelings of deference, as if her hormones were rewarding her for being a good pet to the cat. It made her enjoy the roleplay on an even deeper level, making it easier to slip into this role. Gods, what was it about anthro biology that it somehow knew how to make every sexual act feel better, purer, rawer?

Either way, Julie purred contently at the electric pull of the leopard's tongue lapping up her coat. She just turned this undomesticated, wild big cat into a soft kitten. Yes. She would do nicely. The siamese cat turned to Kiera and gave her a nod of affirmation. Your turn, it seemed to say. Kiera lit up and padded up to hunter, climbing atop the bed and kneeling behind her presenting bottom. Hunter could feel the strap-on brushing against her tail. How it made her tailhole quaver, knowing that she'd be gaining Kiera's blessing to breed her newlywed wife by letting that silicone member into her opening. Hunter was glad to accept such “punishment" from her two best friends, knowing that she'd be rewarded with a place in their found family afterward.

Kiera rubbed her paws over Hunter's ass cheeks, milking the leopard's anticipation for all it was worth. As the skunk licked her chops and lined up her strap-on to ram into the leopardess, she thought back at how much her relationships, hell, her entire world was reshaped by the arrival of these two humans. Hunter and Julie often expressed how lucky they felt to be the ones who stumbled onto the anthro world. Kiera felt lucky to be the one who found them, knew them, guided them... just as they guided her.

“So, Miss Prey," the skunk cooed. “You think yourself as worthy a vassal to Queen Chung as I am?"

Hunter chuffed a powerful chuff in response. “I... I do not offer myself lightly. I give you my body, my soul, my heart, just as I give you my seed!" Her tongue stuck out of her maw, feeling like a special kitten in the eyes of her queen and the vassal she aspired to be. “Allow me to devote my entire being to your dynasty. To be offered a place in your line, your legacy... It would be the greatest honor a lowly wildcat such as I could be given by your civilized kind!"

Kiera looked to her queen, awaiting her divine order. Julie smiled to her vassal and gave her a single nod of approval. With a cheeky grin, Kiera eagerly grasped Hunter's luscious tail and pulled it while ramming the silicone cock in her ass in one fluid motion.

Hunter's eyes rolled back as she screamed and moaned, jostling the bed beneath her paws from the deep, thorough fucking she received from the skunk. The leopard panted with joy while Kiera tugged her tail like a leash, ensuring her pet didn't stray too far from her tool. Julie squeezed the lower half of Hunter's muzzle to force her to stare into her eyes.

“Don't stop grooming your queen, kitten," the queenly cat ordered. “You want to breed me, don't you?"

Hunter nodded with maddening submissiveness. The siamese feline let go of her jowls, allowing the leopardess to immediately dig her tongue back into her queen's holy pelt, still unable to stifle her moans as Kiera continued tugging and fucking her from behind. Hunter knew this was what she deserved if she wanted to be included in this wonderful family. She was more than willing to show her devotion to the newlyweds, to offer them the gift of her body as thanks for their love and friendship. It also didn't hurt that for someone without a cock, Kiera sure knew how to work one.

The skunk lashed her tail as she reamed the snow leopard, the small plug on the other side of the strap-on helping to pleasure herself while she fucked her friend. Hunter worked her tongue up to Julie's nipple, wanting to eke out some milk now that feral traits were resurfacing in her mind. Julie purred deeply while looking down at her servant. “Annhh... Flying extra close to the sun now, aren't you, my subject."

Hunter jolted a little, reminded of the main rule of their kinky game to not let her cum prematurely, but the leopard was feeling confident in her abilities. She survived Julie's sexual torture during the film shoot, and it was in that experience that she grew well acquainted with just how much one could withstand pleasure without orgasm if you focused all your energies on edging. She knew deep down that Julie wanted her to win this game, to give her the cubs she so wished to bear in her womb. It instilled Hunter with confidence in their game, knowing that the feline would willingly force herself to edge as well.

Julie could see what Hunter was doing, playing fast and loose with the rules, but she didn't mind. It only made their play that much more fun, interesting, naughty. She moaned at the electric waves that flowed from the other feline's tongue, how her whiskers tickled against her coat. She didn't mind that Hunter was trying to pull a fast one over her, she still truly felt like queen. After all, a true queen is always one step ahead of her subject's plans for rebellion. She'd get back at her when she had the chance.

Kiera smirked while throttling the leopard's tailtunnel, thinking up a way to instill proper obedience into the wannabe vassal. “Such an eager whore she is, your majesty." She tugged Hunter's tail harder, pulling her off her queen's breast and causing her to whine. “Not an ounce of self control. She'd rather break her oath to you for further pleasure than play by your rules."

Julie gave a smug cackle as she rested a paw on Hunter's head to pet and scritch her. “Indeed, my vassal. It is admirable, at the least. She's got moxie. Just like you, little skunk."

Little skunk. Kiera couldn't help but moan at how those words sounded coming out of the cat's velvet vocal chords.

Hunter nuzzled her face into Julie's paw and licked it like a feral pet, giving kissies to her master. The little skunk chuckled, “You are in it to win it, aren't you, kitty?" Kiera tugged her tail again, causing Hunter to slip on her paws and fall headfirst onto the mattress. The leopard didn't let that stop her, shuffling her torso like a worm toward Julie's slender thighs and reaching her tongue out to groom the side closest to the feline's pussy.

Kiera thrust deeper into her, wanting to break the apex predator. Hunter mewled and whined while Julie continued to pet her headfur. The cat tilted her head and saw just how much pre was squirting out of her femcock. It seemed Hunter was edging just as much as Julie was, and it looked as if she was about ready to blow. Julie's mind raced with thoughts of all that leopard cum filling her womb, assaulting her eggs for fertilization.

She needed it. Now.

“Enough!" Julie shouted to both Kiera and Hunter, leaving them gasping for breath. “Sit up, snow leopard." Hunter did as she commanded, picking herself up off the pre-stained mattress and straightening her back for the queen. Julie teasingly looked her over with a prideful smirk on her muzzle. “You are truly dedicated to your queen, just as any good subject should be. I can see just how much your cock yearns to fill me." Hunter moaned at the inference, trying her damnedest not to cum on the spot. Julie turned to Kiera, “What do you think? Is she a worthy vassal?"

Kiera mmm'd and swished her tail. “She's certainly a lovely kitten. Eager to worship, obedient and deferential." The skunk circled around her on the mattress before sitting beside her wife turned queen. “And her blood is wild and untamed, a perfect addition to our genetic dynasty."

Hunter's fur tingled at how they praised her. Even knowing this was all kinky roleplay, it felt beyond validating to be recognized by royalty, or at the very least, two people she loved so much they may as well be royalty in her eyes. The tip of Julie's tail tapped the mattress as she put on an exaggerated thinking face, milking the leopard's anticipation to an almost unbearable breaking point...

“...You are a worthy vassal, kitten. And an equally worthy breeder." With those words, Julie sat up on her knees and spread them apart to open up her furred, leaking vent. “Come. Breed me, kitten. Your seed will forever be a part of our lineage. Remember this and be grateful to your queen."

A lone tear streamed down Hunter's furred face as she chuffed proudly for her queen. “It... It would be my honor, your majesty!" With little hesitation, she hopped closer on her knees to the dripping feline and immediately speared her with her barbed cock. Julie yowled in utter delight, her instincts telling her to submit to the bigger feline laying claim to her flesh. That was when another instrument speared her tailhole from behind, causing her to yowl a louder second time. She turned around to find Kiera filling her other end, lightly tugging at her tail now. Julie grinned, surrounded by the love of her life and one of her best friends, all unified for the shared purpose of giving her the gift of motherhood.

She couldn't wait.

Hunter thrust into the mewling kitten, her sense of dominance finally returning after thoroughly shrinking her stature for the queenly feline. Instincts assaulted her mind more powerfully than they ever had. Usually when she thrust her cock into someone, those feral voices in her head told her to breed the bitch, to fill her with cubs, hammering her psyche with a ravenous need to coat her claim in cum... but always toward a non-compatible species. Now, the breeding was happening for real, and her feline instincts could tell. They were far more aggressive now, knowing full well that she came into this rut with the intent to father a litter of kittens. The leopard tried desperately to stay grateful to her queen, but her brain chemistry cared not for their roleplay.

And frankly, neither did Julie's. For so long she was filled with all kinds of sperm from a bunch of different species. Her body just knew that she was being rutted by another feline, and her nose detected no signs of rubber or latex getting in the way of that delivery of sperm. Her mind was dominated with powerful mothering instincts, each louder than the last:

Mrrr, yessss. It's finally happening.

You are fulfilling your ultimate purpose as a feline.

Just imagine it, your belly full of kittens, each mewling and hungry to suckle your milk.

This is what your body was made for. To be used and abused into a proper cub-making factory.

Give in to your biological need!

Let your mate take over and claim that cock as yours!

“NYAAA! Gods! Oh fuck, yes! Harder! Deeper!" Julie meowed each word out, giving in to the animal needs inside her. She'd wanted this for a long time, it only made sense to give in to her instincts and be bred like an animal.

Each moan and mewl she let out only furthered Hunter's drive, restoring her instincts as an apex predator. Yeah, bitch. Take it from a real cat. Your breed's been so soft and cuddly for far too long. I'll inject some wildness back into your kind.

“Oh, will you??" Julie growled.

Hunter blinked. Did I... say that out loud??

“You sure did, vassal," the siamese cat replied between gasps of carnal delight.

Hunter reeled, having not felt an instinctual overload like this since she first arrived in Pine Slope. Only this time, she could properly give in. A feral grin curled on her muzzle. “Hey, Kiera? How does it feel to watch me breed your wife!"

Kiera cried in ecstasy. She was used to watching others fuck Julie on porn sets. Though Hunter's teasing added a dangerous level of wariness in her emotions, just knowing that she'd be gaining some cubs as a result of this rut put her back in approval of this threesome. “It's so goooood~" she yelled, leaning in to bite Julie's shoulder with her dull teeth. Julie yowled to the ceiling in response, loving the feeling of being penetrated by her beloved in more ways than one.

The leopardess pushed deeper into her folds, keeping her eyes pinned to the skunk's gaze. “If you think that's good, just wait until your cubs are born. Every day you'll see their rosettes on their mixed-breed bodies and they'll remind you that they're as much mine as they are yours."

“AAAHHNN!" Kiera moaned. She didn't think Hunter was capable of getting this filthy, this mean... but she liked filthy and mean under the right circumstances, and this certainly applied.

“And it won't stop there. Because you'll stare at your cubs, and you'll love them, but an envy will eat away inside you, wishing for little skunks of your own feeding off your milk... That's when I'll turn into a skunk someday, and give you what I gave your wife on this night!"

“Fuuuuuuhuhuckkk!!!" The thought sent lustful shivers traveling down the skunk's spine and into her tail. Behind the strap-on, feminine juices leaked from her groin, soaking into the leather and dripping onto the luxurious silk sheets. Julie smiled and brought her right arm back to pet her skunk. Meanwhile, with her left arm, she grasped the back of Hunter's head and pulled her in to kiss the leopard deeply.

“I... I love you both so much," she said between kisses and moans. “We're gonna make the best family in the world." Her two lovers breathed deeply with her, both sharing in the ecstasy that came from a proper breeding. She leaned in to kiss Kiera next, sharing her lips with each of her lovers. All three of them could feel the burning pleasure building in their loins. They thrusted and humped faster and harder, the summit of their mountain of climax nearing closer and closer.

Hunter could feel her balls churn below, cooking up a hot batch of leopard sperm for the needy feline in her grasp. Every instinct and sense rewarded her brain chemistry as much as her body. Pheromones ran wild with each blissful ride of her flesh against the inner walls of Julie's vent.

Julie, too, felt that same drive. It was more than just pleasuring each other or fulfilling a biological purpose, no — it was the culmination of their years of strife as humans, melting away to cement their new roles as anthro animals. From this moment on, they could never go back to who they used to be, never return to their old human mindsets. They may as well have never been human in the first place. This was what they were put on this earth to be. They were meant to find this world, to become their true forms, their true selves...

“I..." Hunter gasped. “I'm gonna..."

“I know!" Julie exclaimed. “I'm ready! Fill me, Hunter! Breed me! Breed meeeeeeeewwwrrr!"

Julie finally erupted into a female orgasm, her words melting into feral mewls yearning for cubs. Just the sound of it lit a fuse in Hunter's brain and testes. The edge was gone. There was only summit, only the view from the top, only—

“ RRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR!!!!"

A steady firehose current of seed erupted from her cock, shooting straight up to the siamese feline's womb with the velocity and ferocity of a feral leopard charging towards its unaware prey. Julie felt her insides erupt at the unceasing stream filling her loins. She felt them, the viscous fluid of life coating her walls and swimming to her eggs. The siamese cat melted at the heavenly sensation. She had been properly bred, bred and filled with the promise of young. It was only a matter of time until she reached her final form as a mama cat nurturing her cubs. Hers. From her body. To think that this day would finally come... All that was left of her now was a satisfied purr.

Kiera removed the strap-on from her lover's tailhole, unable to cum herself as she was filled with only one feeling: joy. Joy with the instincts of a mate who knew their beloved was carrying cubs. As Julie's body weakened with ecstasy, Kiera let the feline slide into her embrace, holding and rocking her gently in her striped arms. Hunter too lied down on the bed, panting with exhaustion at the massive expulsion of seed she'd given the cat woman. The three of them could only sit there, basking in the afterglow of their new lives.

“How are you feeling, my love?" Kiera cooed into her wife's triangular ear.

Julie smiled sweetly at her beloved skunk, the woman she loved most of all. “I feel... fulfilled... I can't wait for us to be mothers, Kiera... I can't... Ah..." She yawned a mighty yawn, completely spent from that sexual encounter. “Oh wow... That was more draining than I thought."

“No more draining than some of the stuff we've done, though. Right?"

“Mrrr, you got that right. Remember when you bought those jade eggs?"

Kiera giggled, “Still have no idea where those went."

Hunter mrowed with exhaustion as she finally sat up to look at the result of her work. “How do you feel, Julie? Feel those cubs kicking already?"

Julie chuckled weakly, “I don't know... But I do feel something in there. Swimming and... Nyahh..." She finally shut her eyes and drifted to slumber. Kiera and Hunter looked at each other, proud of their shared lover.

“Mmm, such a good kitty," Kiera intoned warmly before looking up to Hunter. “You were spectacular, hun. Almost made me wish I had a cock."

Hunter grinned and scratched the back of her head modestly. “I surprise even myself, sometimes. Though, you really surprised me with your expert strap-on use."

“Heheh. I've had some practice. When you've been a lesbian without a dick as long as I have, you learn the tools of the trade sooner than later."

“Grr, I almost believed it was your actual tool for a while."

“Oh, Hunter. A little over a month ago you were worried you couldn't do S&M. Now you're a strap-on sexpert?"

“Gods, has it only been that long? It feels like a lifetime."

“Tell me about it. You just said Gods instead of God."

Hunter brought a paw to her mouth, surprised by her own linguistic shift. She really had been staying here quite a while. A smile curled in her muzzle. “There's a famous quote in my world. It went something like, 'Once I dreamt I was a butterfly, unaware I was me. Then I woke up as myself, and now I don't know whether I was a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I'm now the butterfly, dreaming I'm a man.'"

“Damn. That's hardcore."

“It is. And now I've just done the unthinkable and bred a denizen of this world. I left behind a legacy here that I never would have in my home reality... I think I've promptly shifted into being a snow leopard dreaming I was human rather than a human dreaming they're a snow leopard."

“Well, we're all glad to have you, Snow Leopard Who Dreams Of Being Human." Kiera leaned in to kiss Hunter on the lips, simply, delicately, yet no less passionate than how she'd kiss her new wife. Hunter smiled, butterflies fluttering in her chest, before leaning in to kiss her back. “Mmff. Come sleep with us for the night, Hunter." The skunk yawned and leaned back on the bed, letting Julie rest atop her lap. “You're part of our family now."

Hunter felt sunshine glow in her heart, feeling all warm and fuzzy from Kiera's declaration. For so long she felt alone after her parents died. Now she had a brand new, found family, one that she wouldn't let go for the world — for both worlds, in fact. With a purr in her chest and a sleepy pendulum sway of her tail, the snow leopard laid down beside the newly wedded couple, closing her eyes and drifting to sleep, dreaming of her old self like it was a distant memory.