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Hunter awoke with a groan, her body sore from the intense bouts of fucking and knotting that occurred last night. It was a feeling she wore like a badge of honor, happy to have had her new leopard body wrecked and broken in. Her first night of mating season was so much more than she had expected, a hurricane of pleasure that never ceased as lover after lover, friends and strangers alike, joined her in the biological call to rut and breed. It was an urge she was still new to, but everyone nonetheless helped her quench her need just as they would any ordinary anthro.

The feline examined her surroundings. She seemed to be in a well-furnished bedroom, lying under the luxurious covers of a king-sized bed. The walls were painted midnight blue and a large flat screen TV was bolted onto one of them. What looked to be classic movie posters were also hung on the walls, albeit none the ex-human recognized. The posters were painted and designed like those from the '40s and '50s in the human world, but these starred anthro actors. The Red-Tailed Dame, Concrete Jungle, The Travinaugh Story, Dancing in Fairfield, The Lynx of Donavan Abbey, among others. These were regular narrative features, not porn; and they advertised dazzling old Hollywood magic from an anthro lens. Hmm, Rudd really is a film buff, Hunter thought to herself.

Yes, it was all coming back to her. After the whirlwind film premiere and the post-film audience orgy, the crew parted ways to enjoy the first night of mating season to themselves and Rudd offered to bring her over to his place. After fucking again in the cab, the two arrived at the rottweiler's home and continued to mate well into the night. The newly formed snow leopard was positively addicted to Rudd's knot, taking it in myriad positions over the course of her visit. Now that it was morning, Hunter looked under the bedsheets and saw much of her fur below the waist was stained with dried doggy cum. Hunter smiled and felt the feline urge to groom herself tug at her mind. Unwilling to resist it, she leaned down to lick her fur clean, tasting the residual salty notes her canine lover left behind.

Her tail swayed gently behind her. Hunter perked upon seeing it. She still couldn't believe she had such a beautiful tail now, that she could feel what it felt, control it at times while also watch it move with a mind of its own. It was hard to choose which species she enjoyed being most as they all had their distinct pros and cons, but this one having a real, proper tail and not just a stub or pompom definitely helped her lean on Team Snow Leopard.

She smiled and hugged her own tail, loving its soft, luxurious texture. It felt like an old friend, one that always followed and never steered her wrong, as it reflected her inner emotions and desires, laid them bare and kept her grounded. She had no idea if other felines felt this connection to their tails but it didn't matter. This was her tail and she loved it so.

Her rounded ear flicked as she heard the bedroom door open. Rudd entered holding a trade magazine while his sheathed cock was proudly displayed on his nude body. “Look who's up."

“Mmmmrrr, morning," Hunter purred. “I've never woken up the next morning as a non-human before. It's... wonderful..."

“Heh, you felines and your beauty sleep. Anyway, take a look at your handiwork, Prey. You've earned it..." He sat beside her and handed over the trade. Hunter took it in her paws and read the front-page headline:

_ New Ruttweiler Pic Sparks Worldwide Frenzy, Scientists Baffled By Emergence of Human Proof and Transformation _. Hunter's human face was plastered all over from every angle. Some pictures even showed her mid-transformation, as well as her new leopard form. Hunter was amazed. “Wow... I didn't even know they were taking pictures in the theater."

“Can't really blame them. It was quite the money shot."

“I hope it didn't distract from the film."

“Oh, the reviews are raving. The best we've ever received. You truly are a star now." Rudd grabbed the remote control from his nightstand and turned the TV on. An anchorvixen stood on a news desk, moaning as she read from the teleprompter.

“Aaahh. The, ah, Department of Intel is scrambling at the revelation, re— unh! Reopening closed cases of human sightings after last night's reehhh, annnnhhhh... revelation... Oh yeah, like that." Her bushy tail lashed behind her chair, the back of a male cross-fox's head bobbing up into the camera's view from underneath the desk.

“Damn," Hunter said, surprised. “Even while reading the news?"

Rudd chuckled, “Not unusual during mating season."

The anchorvixen moaned in orgasm before continuing, “Mmmm, thank you Jake... Little is known about the human performer, who goes by the pseudonym Hunter Prey. According to the press materials released alongside the film's premiere, Hunter was originally a denizen of a human world, which confirms what was once considered a conspiracy theory as fact. Included in the press materials were photos of this human world, taken from Hunter's phone. When asked for further context, Ruttweiler exec Jeremiah Stud had this to say:

Jeremiah Stud appeared in an interview clip that was taken on the red carpet after the premiere. “Hunter is a resident of our world now. They can't return home, and even if they could, they wouldn't want to." Hunter was amazed at Stud's performance, sticking to the public-facing story to protect her anonymity. “We hope the release of this film reevaluates our culture's stance on human existence. We all remember the Allison Frost case, right? I think we owe that fox an apology. Irregardless, Hunter's been a pleasure to work with, human or not, and we look forward to making more films with them."

The channel cut back to the anchorvixen. “The landmark mating season special, Hunter Prey in The Ties That Bind, is already leading the global box office by a wide margin, as more and more people come for the revolutionary footage of human existence, and stay for the pornographic offerings that come after."

Clips of audience members coming out of the film are played in succession.

“She was incredible!" remarked a female harlequin rabbit. “I haven't been to the theater in so long, but as soon as I heard she turns into a bunny I knew I had to see for myself. It was so surreal to watch her transform into one of us, but also validating! She really did enjoy becoming our species, and it shows!"

“Well, I saw all the hubbub in the news and thought 'there's no way this is legit,'" a donkey with a southern accent commented. “I still ain't really sure. Damn hot, though. If it is fake, I must say the effects were impressive. I think I came, what, three times in a row?"

“He was so dreamy, even before the transformation," a rather smitten-looking raccoon woman said as her ringed tail rhythmically swayed behind her. “It made me wish I could show a human a good time. To think they not only exist but want to be like us. It's, heheh, kinda romantic." She blushed under her fur, holding her arms behind her while rocking back and forth like a smitten schoolgirl.

The anchorvixen returned, “Some have even used the emergence of the footage to start hoaxing the public."

The channel cut to a tiger man. “I'm so overwhelmed by how much you guys liked my performance! Y'know, me and Doe Adira are pretty tight now. We rutted like seven times over the course of the shoot."

The voice of the interviewer behind the camera spoke, “You do know there is footage of the real Hunter Prey turning into a snow leopard." The tiger's fur stood on end, having been fully caught making an ass of himself on live TV.

Afterwards, the channel cut to a squirrel woman. “It just feels so great to finally tell people who I really am. For so long, no one believed I was really a human, but I remained steadfast in my hope that the world would see we're out here and we exist."

An older squirrel woman barged into the frame, “Jessie, what're you... Are you telling people you're human again?!"

“Oh my god, mom, stop! I'm on TV! Moooom!"

Hunter couldn't help but laugh at the footage. It seemed that ex-humans were the trending hotness in anthro culture.

“You're all anyone's talking about," Rudd added as he lowered the TV volume. “In fact, I just got off the phone with Stud. Literally every outlet wants to nab the first ever live interview with Hunter Prey."

Hunter's heart thumped wildly. It was all happening so fast. “What did you tell Stud?"

“Well, I figured I'd wait to see what you had to say."

“Oh! Uh, well... It's all very overwhelming... I kinda wanted to just enjoy mating season for a while before really doing any press stuff."

“I figured you'd say something like that."

“Hmph, got me all figured out, huh?"

“I think I do. How about I make a suggestion. If you agree, you tell me if I've figured out the enigma that is Hunter Prey."

Hunter giggled. “Lay it on me."

“There's a semi-prestigious porn film festival that wants to screen our movie in a few days. They're a mating season staple: Rutfest, held at the snowy mountainside village of Pine Slope. Adult film lovers from around the world come to watch and mate with their fellow kinksters. I say we take the crew out to a nice lodge in the snow, enjoy a good few mating sessions, then on the day of the screening, we treat the audience to a surprise Q+A. I've already talked with the moderator, Bella Roxy. She's a great interviewer, smart and charismatic, practically a scholar on porn history— even taught a few classes at film schools over the years. She's the kind of person we wanna get you talking to, not any of the tabloid rags. Whaddya say?"

Hunter thought about it, hoping to find flaws in Rudd's proposal to prove him wrong. None came to mind. It sounded like the perfect mating season excursion. Some time away from the spotlight, basking in nature, talking to a real appreciator of the art form, and best of all: the prospect of being in the snow. Her instincts gave her visions of running on all fours, prowling the frosty grounds in search of a mate to breed her in the frost, keeping each other warm with their shared fur and body heat as a blizzard raged on. It was the perfect place to really put her new body in its paces.

“I guess you do have me all figured out," she finally said to the rottweiler. He smiled back before leaning in to kiss her. This felt different from when they kissed before. A gentle tenderness took the place of their usually ravenous lust, and it managed to make Hunter's heart flutter a little. As they let go, they stared into each other's eyes, surprised by how... good it felt.

“Heh, um... I don't normally fraternize with talent like this. Even during mating season."

“Mmm, I could tell. You sounded very conflicted before I gave you the go-ahead... You used to be talent though, right?"

“How did—" Rudd realized how the leopard figured it out in the same breath he was about to admonish her. “Doe told you about that, didn't she."

“Oh yeah. She had all sorts of nice things to say about your knot too."

“Hmph. Mating season was a different beast when I was younger. I didn't think I had a future as a director so I focused on pleasure, on and off camera. That all changed when I founded the studio. Responsibilities, finances... It takes a lot outta you. I put all my horny instincts into my work. It was a compromise for how little I was able to hone in on them while I was working on studio duties. For a while I was worried my libido broke, that I could only get off while working... You changed all that."

“Did I now...?"

“Oh yeah. And now that the studio's no longer in the red, I can take my first break in years."

“Ahhh, so you wanted this Pine Slope vacation for yourself, but convinced me I wanted it too so you could get it approved and paid for by the higher-ups."

“Rrf. Looks like you got me all figured out too."

“Not entirely... We have film school in the human world too, you know. I see the kinds of movies you like, and your directorial style is just as much visionary auteur as it is porno horndog."

“And how do you misinterpret that?"

“What I wanna know is how an artsy-fartsy film student with dreams of directing award winning classics went from prestige cinema to starring in porn."

“Hmph. Who's to say porn can't be prestige? Your human biases are showing, Miss Prey."

“Heheh, can't argue with that~" Hunter smiled, feeling comfortable around the canine. It reminded her of when she and Carla were dating, how they could tell each other anything and—

Wait... is that what's happening? she thought with sudden realization. Am I dating Rudd Wyler now? The leopard brushed the thought away as best she could. Of course they weren't! They only shared one fantastic night together. It was still too early to say. And it's not like she didn't also share a strong connection with Doe, Julie, and Kiera, and they were all just close friends. Maybe it was just mating season hormones messing with her head. Maybe it was how Rudd managed to dodge her questioning, keeping him in a position of power over her. Purrhaps she was feeling a touch submissive toward the man that thoroughly knotted her. Either way, it was a dumb thought. I mean, I still hardly know what his whole deal is, the leopard rationalized. Yeah, that was it. Just move on and keep enjoying mating season.

“Lemme call Stud right now," Rudd suggested. “Then we can invite the crew over and set up this Pine Slope trip proper." Before Rudd could reach for his phone, Hunter shot her paw up to his arm to stop him.

“Hey, what's the rush, big guy?" She lied back down on the bed in a sultry manner and rested her head on his lap. “I just woke up and you didn't offer me another go at your knot." The leopard leaned in to lick his furry sheath, hoping to tease his rocket back out. A deep chuff rumbled from her throat, giving her tongue a vibration that only made her touch feel even better to the canine. “Mrrroooww, c'moooonn~"

“Grrrrrr, why not." And with that, Wyler leaned back and let the snow leopard work her magic, rocking his pelvis up and down as her electric tongue massaged his sheath.

---

Kiera slapped fifty bucks onto Hunter's paw just as Hunter slapped twenty-five bucks to Kiera's. “I can't believe we both won and lost our bets," the skunk groaned. “I knew you'd be a feline this time. How was I supposed to know that in doing so you'd get a better tail than me!"

“That's karma bitch," Hunter teased while sticking her sandpaper tongue out playfully.

Julie groomed herself clean on the bed while Doe packed up her things in a luggage case. The deer's apartment was both lavish and understated, very much the kind a star of her caliber with a refined taste would have. “I can't believe you guys got Stud on board for this Pine Slope trip. Knowing him, I figured he'd get you on every talk show he could get his grubby hooves on."

“Hey, the movie's making bank at the box office alone," Hunter remarked. “If anything, withholding interviews only drums up mystique."

“Gods, you really have been hanging out with Rudd too long. One night with him and she's already talking industry lingo."

Hunter pocketed her money and helped Doe pack up. “Say, Doe, you've known Rudd the longest. What kind of guy was he before he got into porn? Hell, does anyone know his real, non-porn name?"

“Honestly, he's very touchy about questions regarding that period. I've prodded, and we're quite close, but he still doesn't offer any hints. If you really wanna know, you oughta ask Jonah."

“The editor?"

“Oh yeah. Word is, they were roommates/boyfriends in film school. I've tried getting him to blab too. He's a vault. Though, I haven't tried prodding him recently, not since I found out he's a bad drunk."

“Is he now..."

“Oh yeah. Get him a few shots and that dog'll be howling all his juiciest secrets to the heavens."

Julie finally stopped grooming herself to add to the convo. “C'mon guys, that's a violation of privacy. I think he'll tell us when he's ready. I mean, it took me a while to feel ready to tell you about my human heritage, Doe."

“Be honest," the doe said teasingly, “If you could go back in time, would you tell yourself to come out as an ex-human sooner if it meant getting all your sick TF fantasies realized much earlier?"

“No! It happened at the right place, at the right time. If I did it any sooner, we may not have found Hunter. The fact of the matter is, I don't regret a thing."

Kiera closed in to wrap the cat in her arms and massage her pussy. “Mmm, that's what I love about you, babe. You're always your most comfortable, zen self. All my troubles melt when I'm with you."

“Purrrrr, Kiera, you're too sweet." The two kissed some more, still in the throes of mating season heat. Doe and Hunter watched casually, appreciating the passionate and genuine display of affection. “I can't wait to mate with you in a nice secluded cabin, with just our fur coats rubbing against each other to keep warm~"

“Mmmfff, it'll be nice to get away from all the paparazzi. Just me and my pretty kitty." The skunk giggled. “Heheh, and Doe and Hunter of course."

Hunter joined the couple, nuzzling the two. “Don't think I'll be a third wheel. If you want a nice litter of kittens, you better get comfortable with me breeding your fiancee this mating season~" Hunter chuffed haughtily. Perhaps it was just her new form's instincts getting to her, but she couldn't even remember why she was so squeamish about accepting the couple's offer earlier. Her body screamed to properly breed a fellow feline, to sire cubs that shared her magnificent visage. To the snow leopard, she was fulfilling her divine purpose.

Doe took a break from packing to come in and rub her antlers against the trio. “Mmmm, and what about Kiera. I won't let her just watch as you breed her soulmate in front of her. Someone's gotta take care of her while you two go at it." The deer suckled the skunk's neck, causing her fur to bristle.

“Aahhhh, you're always such a caring friend, Doe," Kiera said while licking her lips. The four girls realized they were already getting hot and bothered just talking about their mating season vacation. They almost pondered together if they should just get on with it right now.

Julie was the first to open her muzzle, still breathing heavily from all the shared sexual energy, “Let's not get carried away just yet... Why don't we make this a rehearsal for the real thing."

Hunter chuffed louder. “Murrr, I'm okay with that..." The leopard turned to Kiera. “Let me show you what your future wife is gonna be feeling soon."

Kiera squelched on Doe's bed sheets. “Nnnnghhh, lay it on me, hun."

Hunter pounced on the skunk and impaled her with her barbed cock, just as Doe began groping Julie's breasts and pressing her femcock against her furry ass cheeks. The girls began a passionate foursome, the kind that only the closest of friends could share. Cocks filled their corresponding holes, lovingly teasing and pleasuring their respective mates.

Doe displayed a surprising amount of flexibility for someone with a massive crown of antlers on her head, leaning down to press her tongue on the siamese cat's labia while stuffing her asshole full of cervine cock from behind. Hunter, meanwhile, felt her new barbs dig into a fresh claim's pussy walls for the first time. A surge of domination ignited in her psyche, her male hormones rearing their head. Kiera moaned like a heat-ridden bitch, fully absorbed by the overwhelming sensation of the barbs latching onto her folds.

Julie mewled as she grasped Doe's antlers and forced her to further dig into her wet cunt. The doe huffed and bleated, pounding her cock harder into the feline's tailhole. “Heheheh, if only there were cameras here to film this," the cat joked aloud.

Hunter chuckled with her. “Maybe we should open the curtains. Let the paparazzi have one last photo op before we leave for the lodge."

Doe hackled as she attempted to get her muzzle out of the feline's nethers to speak. “That's a deliciously dirty idea for a newbie in our world. You sure we didn't corrupt you?"

“Mmmmfff, what if you did? Would you wanna fix me?"

“Heh. I'd make you worse."

Hunter grinned maliciously back at the doe. She looked down at her striped friend. “Wrap your legs around me sweetheart," she ordered.

Kiera smiled and obeyed. “Of course, Madame Prey." Hunter smirked at that. Madame Prey. I like that... As Kiera clung to her mate, Hunter picked her up and carried her, cock still firmly lodged in her pussy, to the window. There, the snow leopard ripped the curtains open, not only exposing their own rutting, but also tuning their attention to the neighbors' windows, where two male badgers were buttfucking a muscular polar bear and a sleek panther man. Between the two houses, a small row of photographers were boredly waiting for a chance to snap some pics. They immediately shot up from the grass when the curtains opened and they saw the girls openly fucking and sucking.

Flashes engulfed the windows as Hunter carried Kiera back to the bed and continued thrusting into her. Doe and Julie laughed. “I can't believe you actually did it!" Julie yelled.

“You devious little cunt," Doe teased. Hunter smiled back and pecked the cervine on the side of her muzzle. “Oooo, someone's frisky today."

Hunter let out an exaggerated cackle. “What can I say, you guys corrupted me. I learned it from watching you."

“Mmmfff, if you weren't lodged into that skunk with your barbs, I'd rip you out of her myself so I can give you a piece of my mind."

“Mrow! Don't stop!" Julie yelled as Doe got more heated and she involuntarily rutted the siamese cat harder than before. “Mrrrrrrrr, that's it! Harder!" Doe turned back to the feline and decided to give her the love and attention she needed rather than continue measuring girldicks with the newly changed snow leopard.

The ladies continued putting on a show for the cameras, reveling in both their bodies and their shared starpower, finding a way to command an audience even outside of a set or theater.

---

An olive green van drove across the countryside on a sparsely populated highway. Inside, Doe, Hunter, Julie, and Kiera were laughing and chatting through the long car ride. Kiera was on the drivers' seat, her enormous tail tucked through a convenient hole on the back of the carseat. Julie sat in passenger next to her fiancee while Doe and Hunter sat in the row behind them. The skylight on the ceiling was opened to give Doe's antlers some breathing room. The girls didn't even mind the chilly wind rushing through the car as their fur coats insulated them from the cold.

“That is so nuts!" Hunter exclaimed. “In my world, we had an actress named Lauren Bacall!"

“No fucking way!" Doe exclaimed. “Bacall???"

“I swear! This proves that our worlds have always been connected on a deep, spiritual level!"

“It's gotta be a coincidence. Bacollie is a common name for border collies. I'd be more convinced if your Lauren Bacollie was named Lauren Ba-humany."

“That doesn't even make sense."

“Oh, and Bacall does?"

Kiera chuckled before chiming in, “Julie told me something similar years ago, but for Michael J. Fox."

“Pfft, and what, is he named Michael J. Fozz over there?"

“No, still Michael J. Fox," Julie added.

“You're kidding! He's a human named Fox?"

“I'm telling ya!" Hunter exclaimed. “It must be more than coincidence! Our cultures have already evolved down similar roads. We both have government, music, film, transportation, infrastructure. Why wouldn't we share certain celebrities too!"

“Damn... That's kinda freaky," Doe finally relented, eyes wide with bafflement... until a jazzy trumpet blared from the radio. “OOOOHHH, SHIT! TURN IT UP! IT'S MY SONG!"

“Ours too!" Julie and Kiera yelled simultaneously as they raised the volume. An R&B-tinged pop song blasted through the speakers, with three of the four girls singing along:

“She walked across the beeaach! The sun glowin' up her furrrr! Her prints along the sand just led me on and on and ooooonnn!"

Hunter bobbed her head to the beat, surprisingly taken with the catchy tune. “Who is this??"

“You don't know?!" Doe exclaimed. “Only the biggest pop star in the world, Lady Savannah!"

Julie gave her loudest, proudest meow. “Hell yeah, the lioness with the best!"

“She sounds awesome!" Hunter said, smiling.

“I know, right?? She's like Katy Perry with a tinge of Janelle Monae, but in a sexy leonine package."

Doe shrugged her shoulders, “I assume they're the Lady Savannahs of the human world?"

Julie groaned, “That's so disrespectful!"

“You've never heard her go off on this," Kiera commented, “But Julie is nuts about human music. It's like the one thing she misses from her old life."

Juile playfully pushed Kiera in the shoulder before conceding. “Look, I love anthro music, don't get me wrong. I just grew up on N*Sync and Tyler the Creator and Lady Gaga and Paramore and, like... I'm kinda worried I'll forget what they even sounded like. It's not like I can go back and buy some human rec..." The cat trailed off when a realization hit her. She turned back to Hunter. “Oh my goodness, Hunter! You gotta bring me back some records next time you return to the human world! Oooo, please please please, you'll be my best friend if you do itttt!"

Hunter chuckled, “Heh, well..."

“Well, what??"

Hunter smirked back before reaching toward the back of the car for her luggage bag, opening it up and pulling something out of it. She returned to the middle row holding a pair of Outkast vinyl records. Julie squealed in delight and grabbed them as fast as her feline reflexes could. “Omigod! You totally remembered! Eeeee!"

“I wanted to surprise you! It was gonna be your Christmas gift."

“You brought Christmas gifts?! Fuck yeah, I haven't celebrated in years now!"

“What the hell is Christmas??" asked an incredulous Doe.

Kiera cut in. “Oooh! Julie told me about this. It's some human holiday where you give each other gifts around a big tree to commemorate some dead guy's birth."

“Well that's a weird holiday."

Hunter laughed, “What, you don't give each other gifts here?"

“It's mating season! We give each other cock and pussy. Those are the only gifts you need."

Hunter raised her flat nose snootily, “Fine. I guess you won't be getting your gift, this Christmas."

Doe's ears drooped upon hearing that. An awkward beat passed before she finally caved. “Wh-What did you get me?"

---

The girls now drove along a winter wonderland full of snow-capped pine trees, frozen lakes, and comfortable cabins with warm smoke rising from the chimneys. Hunter felt her heart jump at the sight of the snow. How she wanted to bound across it, climb the highest tree and feel the crisp mountain air on her whiskers. Gods, this was a perfect suggestion on Rudd's part.

“Ah! Finally getting a signal," Julie proclaimed as she scrolled through her phone. Her face lit up as she leaned back to show the screen to Doe and Hunter. “Looks like we made the front page. Again." On screen were photos of their foursome in Doe's room above the headline: _ Stars Of Global Mating Season Phenomenon Celebrate With Passionate Rut, Human Star Hunter Prey Still Enjoying New Form _

“Heh, bet Jeremiah had a field day with that." Doe took the cat's phone and continued scrolling down. “Oooohoho, you're gonna like this one, hun." She turned the screen to Hunter. The leopard almost mistook it for the camera app before realizing it was a photo of her headlining another story: _ Hunter Prey – What We Know So Far About Mating Season's Most Unexpected Breakout _. Hunter took the phone to read the article.

“'While little is known about the ex-human actor,'" she read aloud, “'It has been confirmed by execs at Ruttweiler that she's been among the Groveside night scene for a while already, taking on different forms at bars and clubs all across town. It's entirely possible that you, dear reader, may have spent a passionate night with Hunter Prey without even realizing it.' Well at least both our worlds share the same level of journalistic integrity."

Doe tsk'd at the feline and rested her hoofed hands on her shoulders. “Hun, take it from me, that's on the nicer end of the tabloid lifecycle. You can't even imagine the stories that have been published about me."

“Do I even wanna ask...?"

“Tell her about the pregnancy scare," Julie said with a comedic tone that worried Hunter.

“Pregnancy scare?"

Doe chuckled and rolled her eyes, “Some writer who has it in for me reported that I got some some reindeer chick pregnant while I was in a serious relationship with a couple of elks. Turns out, they didn't even have the reindeer's permission to run the story as it turned out to be a false positive, but that didn't stop my elk guyfriends from lashing out at me."

“They didn't want an open relationship?"

“Normally, they wouldn't mind, but getting another girl pregnant without telling your other partners is typically a bad look in even the most accepting polycules. Breeding changes the dynamics of any herd, pack, or pride. All the parents gotta pitch in to raise their cub or foal together. My relationship with those elks was already kinda rocky, and we were probably gonna break up soon anyway, but the story certainly didn't help, even if it turned out to be a hoax."

“Fuck," was all Hunter could respond with. “That sounds awful, Doe."

“Nah, I managed. I just hope you're ready for the same thing to happen to you."

“Me??"

“Of course, you. You're hot shit now and that gives certain assholes the urge to wanna take you down a peg. See, being an A-list adult film star is harder than any other category of actor. We're expected to be slutty, but not the wrong kind of slutty, approachable and loose without seeming desperate for attention. That thin line can be drawn anywhere depending on the spin some tabloid rag puts on it."

“Fucking hell. I always thought everything was just better in the anthro world, but this is just as bad as the shit humans get. I never signed up for this."

“Hey, don't worry about it. You've got your Mama Doe by your side. I've been down the press cycle a while now. If anyone goes after you, I'll run 'em through with my antlers. No one messes with my Hunter."

“Really?"

Julie reached her paw out to Hunter's. “She's been very protective of me. She's like that with all her costars. You're in good hooves."

Hunter couldn't help but tear up at the sense of sisterhood she was experiencing. As a human guy, Terry Slate made hardly any friends throughout his youth, unable to really connect with other guys in high school and college, and too insecure about being a guy himself to really be comfortable being himself around other girls. Being an anthro guy was fun and pleasurable, at least. Guys in this world weren't afraid of being physically, emotionally, and sexually intimate.

And yet, the more Hunter thought about it... she realized that she was happiest as a girl, hanging out with other girls. Was this always a facet of him even before becoming an anthro? Would Terry Slate have one day transitioned later in his human life? Perhaps it didn't matter. For now, Hunter was surrounded by three of the best friends she ever made, and that made all the difference.

“Aww, hun," Doe cooed, noticing her tears. “You okay?"

“Y-Yeah, just... I really love you guys. I'm so lucky to have met you all. You're like the best sisters I never had."

“Heh, uh, maybe pick a better analogy. We did just rut each other all day yesterday."

Hunter chuckled through her tears. Doe always knew how to mother her and make her laugh. Julie was the perfect mentor, a fellow ex-human and ex-man who knew exactly what she was going through. And Kiera was simply one of the most loving, compassionate, big-hearted people she'd ever met. Hunter smiled, wiping the tears off her fur and nodding to the doe.

“Thank you, Doe. Really."

“No problem, Hunter. We love you too."

“We really do," Julie spoke for her and her fiancee as the skunk was busy driving. “We can hardly imagine our lives without you."

Kiera perked up, “I have an idea! If Hunter's giving us our first Christmas celebration or whatever it's called, how about we give Hunter her first girly sleepover!"

Julie gasped in delight. “Omigod, yeeeeesss!"

“We'll watch some romcoms, paint our claws, comb our pelts. And hey, we can always fit in some mating season fun as a chaser~"

Hunter chuffed at the suggestion. “That sounds wonderrrrful!"

The four mammals laughed and smiled together as the van drove through the snow, their bonds only strengthening with the time they've chosen to spend away from the spotlight. This mating season brought them together in more ways than just sexually. Now, they were a true sisterhood, costars to the very end.