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Realm of the Winter Prince:

Three-Inch Puppy

One spring morning, two elderly badger farmers were in their back yard and standing in front of a lone rock under a shady tree. The stone was a marker for the grave of their only son, who was killed during the black serpent's reign of tyranny. Soon after their loss, the female badger--dressed in a simple, pink dress and grey apron--had become barren and unable to bare children. The two enjoy the peace brought by Prince Nathan and his protectors, but moments of sadness creep upon them when they remember the untimely slaughter of their only offspring. Clad in overalls and a straw hat, the male badger embraced his wife and joined in her grief as they let their tearful emotions pour onto the grave before them.

The old woman looked at the grave and sighed as she recalled the joy of when her first son was born and how she, her husband and son would laugh and play together in those early, wonderful years long lost. "Oh, how I wish we could have a child once more," she said softly.

The husband comforted his wife by pulling her into his chest. Despite his own tear laden eyes, he said, "There is still hope. Maybe one of the kids in the Winter Prince's new orphanage can use a home."

"They'll never let an elderly pair as us have a child," she replied almost helplessly.

But then, from the summer evening sky, there was a lavender star coming down to them and when it landed slowly in front of the couple, the light faded a little and there stood the beautiful unicorn guardian, Spring.

The mare embodiment of spring stood before them in a dress of emerald green leaves and softly glimmering white roses. At the site of her beauty, the elder badgers began to kneel, in spite of their old bones.

"Please, rise," she said softly and held the old woman's hand. "I heard your wish. Although I cannot bring your son back from the grave, I can give you this." She gave the old badger a tiny seed and the old woman looked up at the unicorn confused.

"What's this seed for?" she asked.

Spring smiled and replied, "Plant it in a flower pot before you go to bed and in the morning, you'll find a beautiful rose in full bloom. You must kiss its petals once and then see what happens."

"Oh, Thank you your, Vernal Majesty," the old woman praised as the unicorn smiled before disappearing just as suddenly as she appeared.

The couple set to work. The graying old man dug up the freshest soil on the entire farm as the elder woman selected the best flowerpot and collected some fertilizer from their compost heap. Then, together they stirred the soil and compost together before planting the seed as deep as they could into the pot and watering it with water from their collected stores of rain.

Once they had it all ready, they set the flower pot on the table in the kitchen and the old couple held each other close as they gently planted the seed inside the soil and watered it. Then, they both went to bed dreaming of what could be inside the flower, and in the light of the full moon, the plant began growing. The next day, the old badgers were amazed to see that what was once a seed was a beautiful rose, but it was still closed up.

Just as the Spring Mare instructed, the elder woman leaned into the flower and kissed the bulb gently. Just then, it slowly began to open.

There on the center of the rose was a tiny Growlithe pup no bigger than the woman's thumb was whimpering and crying.

As the woman gently placed the pup in her palm, the man fetched a thimble and scooped some milk out of a jar with it. Then, he cut the tip off of a rubber dish glove and poked a hole in it, creating a homemade bottle for the tiny canine. The elder female placed the bottle to the three-inch puppy's muzzle, and he promptly took it into his muzzle and nestled himself gently into the woman's warm furry paw.

"What do you think we should name him?" The woman said smiling softly at the tiny infant pup.

The old man ran a digit through his beard as he thought. "Hmmm...He is about three inches tall...We could call him Thrinch."

"Thrinch...that sounds lovely," the woman said softly and cradled the pup in her palm.

As they talked, the pup quickly drained the thimble of milk and let out a soft burp accompanied by a giggle as he looked up at the old badgers.

While the lady badger held her new son in her palm, the old man fashioned a cradle out of a walnut shell for the pup.

Then, he used a small knife to cut up a cloth and used the fabric to make clothes and blankets for the pup.

Meanwhile, the orange and yellow pup grabbed at his mother's giant digit with both hands and knead his foot paws in her soft black pads.

The mother was so happy that she stroked her new son gently with the tip of her finger, but she was careful not to use her claw.

After the father finished his work, the old woman slipped the tiny clothing onto the micro pup's body. As the pup wiggled around to get used to the clothes, she stroked his headfur to calm him down.

The pup then yawned and the old woman gently set him inside his walnut shell bed, which was very comfortable.

Before long, he was slumbering peacefully, and soft puppy snores could be barely heard. As the old woman gently carried him to the other room, the elder male set to work making breakfast.

Feeding Thrinch was no problem for he was a very little pup with a very little stomach. All he needed was on droplet of milk, and he was full.

In fact he rarely needed more than that. Even as the years went by, his body stayed the same size as his mind and mentality grew. Come his fifteenth birthday, Thrinch was still three inches when he stood on his feet. In spite of his stature, the puppy was still curious about the world around him although he never got to go much further than the confines of the farm, and his parents were always with him.

Finally, there came a day when Thrinch plucked up the courage to ask his parents something that would change their lives forever.

"Mama, Papa...I want to explore the outside world," he said one day as he stood on the kitchen table and slightly puffed up his yellow furred chest, which contrasted with his orange body and black stripes.

The old woman gasped and looked at her son. "But...why? Why do you want leave home?" she asked. Although she knew her son was growing up, she still wanted him to stay.

The boy softened his gaze as he spoke. "Mama, the world is so big, and I feel that...I feel that there is a lot more for me than this farm. Tiny me has to be in this big, wonderful world for a reason...I feel that I can't find that reason unless I venture out to see what lies beyond the end of the dirt path leading to the main road."

The old lady badger gave a sigh and consented. "Alright, but you'll have to wait until tomorrow," she said. Even though she was going to miss her son, she knew that he had to go sometime or other. She sat down in the living room and cried softly when her son came in and began crawling up the chair and onto her shoulder.

The Growlithe stood and hugged the side of her tear laden face and held tightly as he could to show his love.

Meanwhile, the male badger went to his tool shed to prepare a few things for his beloved son's journey.

Soon, morning came and Thrinch was at the gate to his family's farm. "Well, I guess this is it," he said as his mother picked him up, and she kissed the tip of her finger and placed it in front of the tiny Growlithe who kissed and hugged it.

The old man gave the micro pup a tiny, wooden cart with four wheels that he had built for the boy the day before. He fit it with a mechanism to turn the gears and make it move on its own after the boy would finish winding a hand crank. He also gave the boy a needle to defend himself with. "Take care of yourself, son. Remember where your home is and that we will always love you no matter what."

"Thank you, Papa," Thrinch said as he hopped into the old man's paw and hugged his thumb.

The elder male put his paw at the cart, and the boy hopped onto the tiny vehicle before he began to wind the crank.

Then, Thrinch sat in a little seat and noticed a tiny little stirring wheel. He waved good bye to his parents one more time and then he was off.

The boy's parents stayed at the end of the road until their tiny boy was out of sight.

He spent many days traveling along the road. In that short time, he saw a long winding river that met the road and ran parallel to his path. He also witnessed many flowers and other plants he never even dreamed of.

One day as he was stopped at the side of the path and eating some berries he found, he heard the scream of a young man running in the woods.

"HELP!" the voice cried. Thrinch pulled out his needle and got ready for whatever was about to come out.

The boy was being chased by an older man, who was calling for him. "My Prince, please return to the caravan! Your father is expecting us back in the kingdom within the week, and we haven't any time to waste! He will be most displeased if we don't return in time."

"I won't," said the prince. "He'll have me marry for advantage and not for love. I refuse to go into arranged marriage."

Not watching where he was running, the young royal tripped over Thrinch's cart.

"HEY!" Thrinch shouted at the top of his tiny lungs. "My father made that cart for me."

On his decent, the Liepard's ankle broke the tiny vehicle in half, much to the micro canine's dismay.

Then, the Liepard fell whimpering in pain as he fell down upon the ground and gripped his ankle. The feline's eyes were full of tears from both his misfortune and the pain in his foot.

"Hold still," the micro said as he jumped onto the boy's leg. Despite his ire at the feline, he knew that he had to help. After the whimpering prince settled down and placed his leg flat on the ground, the Growlithe declared. "I'm going to dig the splinters out with my needle, but you'll have to remain still."

"Who...who are you?" the Liepard asked feeling a little timid around this very small canine.

"I'm the guy whose cart you just destroyed. A cart, by the way, my dad made especially for me. I'm also the guy who is going to take out your splinters before they get infected. If you hold still, that is." His voice was harsh. Despite that, he did honestly want to help the sniveling lad and drew his needle.

The Liepard winced as the splinters were pulled out and then he sat up and looked at the damaged cart. "Oh dear," he said feeling ashamed. "I'm so sorry I crushed your cart. I'll see to it that your cart is mended properly...that is if I remain single long enough."

Just then the elder male, a rabbit, caught up with the prince. "You vile insect, get off the prince this instant!" He exclaimed in refer to the three inch pup.

"Hey!" snarled the prince. "That's my friend you're talking to."

"My prince, how can you be friends with a bug?" The lapine man said as he looked down. "Oh, you're not an insect at all," he said kneeling to Thrinch.

The Growlithe retorted, "You're damn right, I'm not a bug! After having my only mode of transportation destroyed, that's insult to injury."

"You can say that again," the Liepard said rubbing his sore foot.

"Let's not forget who broke my cart in the first place." The canine glared up at the spotted- black feline.

"How dare you address the prince in that manner?" The rabbit picked up the pup by the scruff of his neck.

"Hey, don't grab him like that," the prince snarled, and he placed the pup in the palm of his paw. "Sorry about that. My name's Edward, what's yours?"

"I'm Thrinch. I'm from a faraway farm. I was traveling until you carelessly smashed my automated cart." The dog's voice was noticeably less sharp as he dulled his tongue.

The feline's ears drooped as he looked down in shame. "I really am sorry, Thrinch, and I will have your cart fixed. In the meantime, you can ride on my shoulder if you like.

"As long as you promise to get my cart fixed. Until then, I'll be your body guard." Thrinch held out his paw to the macro.

In protest, the rabbit stated, "Come now my prince, really whoever heard of a tiny body guard."

"And if you have a problem," the Liepard began as the Growlithe pulled out his needle and pointed it at the rabbit, "let's hear it. In the meantime, see to it that the cart is fixed."

"We will take it to the royal carpenters, but we need to journey to the castle first, which means that the tiny ruffian will have to come with us."

Then, Thrinch jumped onto the rabbit's face and poked him in the nose with the tip of his needle. He jumped back onto Edward's shoulder, and the prince couldn't help but chuckle at this.

The rabbit covered his nose from the slight pain and shouted, "You miserable little..."

Before the sentence could be finished, the micro declared, "As you see I'm more that capable of fending off foes much larger than myself."

"And should you harm him in anyway, or else I'll have you fired," said Edward, whose words stopped the rabbit in his tracks as he went pale with fear and looked up at the prince with a nervous chuckle.

"As you wish, my prince."

The Liepard went back to the caravan and climbed inside the carriage and made the rabbit carry the cart and walk alongside the carriage. "I didn't mean to crush your cart," Edward said to the three-inch pup. "You see, I was trying to run away because my father had agreed to have me married to the daughter of an ugly creature called the Jabberwocky."

"What's a Jabberwocky?" The pup, now sitting on the boy's shoulder asked. "I've spent my whole life on the farm, so there is still much I don't understand."

"It's something like a dragon. However, it has the head of an insect, and it's absolutely terrible," Edward said shivering and having a worried look on his face. "He's been terrorizing my people for years, so my father made a deal with him that the monster would leave the kingdom alone if I married the Jabberwocky's daughter... And she's just as ugly as her father."

"I remember you shouting something about marrying for love before you broke my cart." The minuscule canine looked around the caravan and took notice at the luxurious fabrics and materials inside the carriage. The prince was in the utmost of comfort.

However, all that luxury couldn't stop Edward from feeling depressed.

"At least, your people will be safe. If for nothing else, you can marry from love of them." The Growlithe, who had no experience in these matters, tried to offer the royal some compensation for his situation.

"But the Jabberwocky and his daughter are cruel and abusive. Even the people say it's a bad match."

"As long as they keep to their word not to harm your people, isn't the sacrifice worth it? Besides, I've heard that every king has a harem, which means you'll have some amount time with pretty faces." The canine, clad in his usual white cloth clothing, was trying to give a practical view. Living on the farm with no one like himself all his live has given him no perspective on love and relationships, so he cannot fully appreciate the Liepard's feelings.

"You may think it's interesting, but you've lived the sheltered farm life. Sometimes you need to wake up and see that life isn't always fun fancy free." The prince suddenly had some small tears in his eyes and one of them fell on Thrinch's head.

"I'm sheltered? Better to work on a farm than living in a castle and spending my whole life sitting on my a-!" Cutting off his statement, the tear soaked him, and he shook his entire body from canine instinct. Looking up he saw the boy in tears. He breathed a sigh and crawled up the feline's red, silken robe and stood up on his shoulder. Taking off his tiny shirt and pants, the micro held his clothes out to the black furred, yellow spotted feline's face. "Enough already, you can't talk clearly with the waterworks."

"I'm sorry," whimpered the feline as he wiped away the tears, and then he looked down to see the pup completely naked.

The pup was used to seeing naked ferals on the farm. He had also bathed with his dad by sitting in a soap dish and floating in the water while the elder male cleaned himself, so the boy wasn't shy about his nudity. Returning the royal's look, he replied directly, "Do I have something you haven't seen before?"

"Uh...Let's just say I've never known anyone to take off their clothes in front of me before," Edward stated with a blushing hue over his face. "Can I ask you how you became so small?"

"According to Mah and Pah, I was born this height. They also said I was born from a seed they planted. Either they are telling me the truth, or they really wanted to keep me from finding out about the birds and the bees." The Growlithe took a seat on the boy's shoulder in a cross legged position. Then, he raised his paws to the sky and bent back while letting out a soft grunt as he stretched his muscles.

"You know, you're pretty handsome for a pup," Edward said blushing and giving a small girlish giggle.

The teenage dog looked away and said nothing as a light pink blush cascaded over his yellow, orange, and black body.

After an awkward silence, the prince asked, "How come you've never been outside of your farm before?"

"Well...My parents are elderly and have grown everything on their own, so they rarely ever went out. We'd have a lot of visitors from neighboring farms, and they'd sometimes trade crops with Mah and Pah. Since they never really needed to leave, I always stayed with them." After taking a deep breath, the puppy turned to meet the macro's face.

"That sounds...wonderful," the feline said with a soft smile.

"What does?" he inquired as he tilted his head in response.

"Knowing that you have friends you can count on...You're the first person whom I can consider a friend," Edward said giving a small smile.

"I thought you meant the farm work." The pup poked the feline's shoulder with a digit and continued, "I can tell by how much your body gives that you are not cut out for it."

The feline blushes and then replies, "I'm more of a poet than a worker, and it's really not that bad...the only trouble is that a poet's life is so lonely without love to make it complete."

"I can understand that," Thrinch said as he looked up at the sun setting sky through the meshed roof of the carriage. "The part about being incomplete I mean. That's why I left home a few days ago. I felt like something bigger than the farm was for me."

"I thought that running away from home would solve all my troubles, and now look where's gotten me," Edward said slouching in his seat.

The farm boy opened his muzzle to speak, but he was cut off by the sound of a servant calling into the carriage. "My prince, we are stopping for the night. Is fish for dinner to your liking?"

"Yes, and what will you have, Thrinch?" the Liepard asked looking down at his little friend.

"Fish is fine...Also some cloth and thread to make myself some new clothing."

"Of course," the rabbit said with bow, and he left.

The prince poked his head out of the carriage and added, "I'm going to take a walk before dinner."

The rabbit protested, "My prince the sun is setting, and it will be dark soon."

"Don't worry, I'll be back in time for supper," the prince said. He walked along the forest and found what he was looking for: poppies. "One bite into its seeds and everyone will be asleep for hours," he thought.

The pup set to work carving out and stitching together his new clothes from the purple, silk fabric that was brought to him.

When Edward returned and when no one was looking, he plopped the poppy seeds into the fish, except for one, and he ate the un-spiked fish..

As everyone was eating, Thrinch finished his wardrobe and walked out. Edward sat the farm boy on his shoulder.

"Here is yours," Edward said as he set on small piece of fish in front of the pup, which contained half a poppy seed.

"Thanks," he said casually before eating it with his bare hands. As soon as he was finished, he slumped over and fell asleep on the young royal's shoulder.

The prince looked around and saw that everyone was asleep. He picked up the little pup, tucked him safely into his coat pocket before running for it until he was a safe distance away from the servants and the caravan. He came to a small cave, and he sat down against the walls as he sat Thrinch on his lap.

Half a poppy was still a huge amount for the pup, so he would remain slumbering for quite a while.

Edward sighed as he leaned back against the wall of the cave and tried to think of what to do about the marriage to the Jabberwocky's daughter.

Thrinch was covered in a light veil of perspiration. Unconsciously, since he was used to sleeping naked, he began to twist and move around, causing his pants to fall. He even momentarily sat up to discard his shirt before returning onto his back with his legs spread eagle. The soft moonlight illuminating the cave entrance glistened off of his tiny body.

When Edward saw how handsome the Growlithe pup was, he thought of how brave he could be if he had the courage to go about naked. So, and since he had nothing else to do, the feline, set Thrinch down on the ground and slipped out of his clothes and set the pup back onto his furry lap.

The fur clad male micro nestled into the warm fur of the feline.

Edward smiled and purred softly to show that he was enjoying the pup's company.

Then, something caught the aristocrat's eye. The head of the Growlithe's black member was poking out of his full, yellow sheath.

The sight of the pup's member was making Edward pant and his own member was slowly coming into view out of its own sheath as well.

"Hmmm...Sweets." He uttered softly in his sleep.

Suddenly, the prince felt soft licks on the paw pads of his feet and he moaned softly so as not to wake up Thrinch.

The pup crawled up to the prince's foot and began licking in between the young royal's toes. "Giant peppermint...my favorite." He continued licking every inch of the toes and giving light nibbles every few moments.

Edward shivered slightly at the pup's tongue and teeth on his paws, and he had to steady himself by leaning against the back of the cave to hold still.

Micro-sized drops of pre from Thrinch's cock began to coat the Liepard's footpaw as the pup continued his work.

Edward sighed and then slowly began to stroke his own hardening member.

The voracious dog's tail is raised, and the scent of micro musk hit's the other boy's snout.

The prince shuddered a little and then he lifted the pup into his hand and placed him at his hard member.

"What?! A giant worm!?" The pup began to struggle, but the feline continues to hold the canine to his barbed purple member.

Edward winced and covered his mouth, trying not to cry out.

The pup wrapped his arms around the head of the big cat's rod and squeezed with all of his might. "Let's see how you like a sleeper hold!"

Some pre began to leak from the prince's member, and Edward was whimpering softly from the pressure the micro was placing upon it.

He adds his legs to and uses all four limbs to strangle the solid member as he grunted loudly.

The stroking was too much. In no time at all, the prince's seed went flying onto the feline's chest.

Upon sensing the royal member shrinking, the sleeping pup raised his paws in victory.

Edward lay there panting. He laid the pup next to his face, and the feline kissed the pup's head. "Thank you...my dear little friend," he whispered softly.

The pup's pecker is still standing straight out. Begging for attention, it was quivering, knotted, and dribbling micro-pre.

Using the tip of his finger, Edward begins stroking the pup's member.

The slumbering pup gasped loudly. "Pah! I...I...can do that myself."

Edward pulled his finger back and watched as Thrinch grabbed his own member.

The Growlithe was having a dream of a memory when he and his father masturbated together in the bath one day. The sleeping up sounded soft moans as he stroked away at his throbbing bone.

The prince smiled at the pup and stood by to catch the pup's seed with his tongue.

The pup suddenly howled and released several ropes of his micro load towards the cat's face.

Edward stuck out his tongue and licked the seed off his own muzzle.

Thrinch's body went limp, and he resumed snoring. As his heated body began to cool, a chill came upon him, causing him to shiver.

Edward pulled the pup close to him, and the feline began to gently lick some of the seed off the smaller male's body.

Nestling into the other male's paw, the slumbering micro let out a relieved sigh.

Edward smiled and they stayed there naked in the cave till dawn came.

Thrinch sat up and let out a long, open-muzzled yawn as he stretched his arms to the sky and bent himself backwards. He looked around to see that he was in a cave just before his eyes turned to the naked, sleeping feline. Struck silent, he tried to piece together what happened during the night.

Edward's eyes fluttered open as he woke up. "Good morning," he whispered softly.

"Why are we here, and why are we naked?" His question was asked in the calmest and most point blank manner he could muster.

"I brought you here because I was planning to run away, and I thought I could run away to your farm," Edward said. "Then I won't have to marry the Jabberwocky's daughter. As for why we're naked...well..." The feline did his best to describe the scene and the reasons behind some parts.

"You sleep-raped me..." he began to tremble from the feeling of violation.

"Actually, it was the other way around," Edward said blushing. "I'm sorry."

The pup stood on his hindpaws and asked, "Where are my garments? I need to be alone for a few moments."

"Here they are," Edward said as he presented the clothes in his paw.

In quiet frustration, the Growlithe snatched away his attire and quickly got dressed before walking out of the cave and sitting in the shade of a nearby flower.

"I didn't mean to let you get horny, but that's just how it happened," Edward said sadly, and he shied away into a corner of the cave feeling ashamed from the fear that Thrinch would never forgive him.

Meditation had always calmed the pup down, so that was what he decided to do. In the shade of the flower, he sat cross legged and breathed gently to clear his mind and think of his next move.

Then, he heard small whimpers from the prince inside the cave. Edward was so distraught that he thought that no one cared what would do or whom he got married to. Pulling out a knife, he slowly positioned it over his heart.

Thrinch calmed down and began walking back into the cave. At the site of the knife in the Prince's paw, he asked, "Taking the coward's way out are you?"

Edward gasped and looked downward at Thrinch. "I'm sorry, Thrinch," he said, with tears, "But this is the only way I can get away."

"You talk about wanting true love and finding your destiny. However, if you're willing to give it all up, then don't let me stop you. You can end it all now and lose your chance of finding requited love, or you can put the knife down, take a deep breathe, and fight for your own life, love, and happiness."

Edward's lower lip shivered and his arms trembled. Finally, he let out a big scream and broke the knife against the cave wall just before he began crying. He felt a soft paw on his knee and when he looked down, he saw Thrinch giving him a comforting smile.

The prince picked up the micro and placed him on his shoulder. Thrinch hugged the boy and nuzzled his tiny face into the Prince's cheek. He couldn't understand it, but he felt something for the royal after he bravely discarded the blade and decided to face his life. The Prince actually looked very beautiful in that moment.

After a few moments of tearful emotions, the young royal composed himself and looked to Thrinch. "Where's your home at?" Edward said as he stood up and walked to the mouth of the cave.

"We're not going to my home." The pup was quick to protest. "If the Jabberwocky is as terrible as you say, then I will not place my family in danger."

"Have you seen the Jabberwocky?" Edward said feeling scared, "He's HUGE!"

"You could face him."

"But...I'm more of a lover than a fighter. Even if I did face him, he has a magic amulet that gives him great power."

The pup stroked the cat's cheek as he spoke. "Right now, facing him is your only option. He could demolish the castle, and kill your family and all the people in your kingdom. You have to be a man and take this head on."

"If I do go back... will you be by my side?"

"Of course. We have a deal. Until my cart is fixed, I am your bodyguard." The pup stoically looked to the cave entrance to avoid betraying his true feelings.

"Thank you," Edward said holding the pup in his paw, and he nuzzled Thrinch tenderly.

Although he was remaining stoic, he happily accepted the nuzzle from the macro.

Edward made his way down to the caravan where he received a scolding from the rabbit. Since he learned his lesson from Thrinch it was a small scolding.

After that, the rabbit turned his verbal wrath to the micro. Thrinch didn't care at all what the lapine thought, so he just nodded his head until it was over.

Edward smiled at Thrinch once they got going again.

Over the following days, the two had a lot of time to get to know each other. They played traditional board games, something they both surprisingly had knowledge of in spite of their opposite upbringings. Thrinch recounted his peaceful yet dull farm life to the young royal, and the feline eagerly listened to every word. Whenever the prince had something to study, the micro would usually be sitting by his side or on his shoulder and observing.

Thrinch was having the time of his life learning how to read, count, and all sorts of things. Edward was glad that the pup was enjoying something that would have seemed boring to the young royal, but it was worth seeing the smile on Thrinch's face.

Within a few days they were at the prince's castle. They final few days were spent in a similar fashion, only in the prince's bed chamber when he had no royal duties to perform. Thrinch also showed the prince how to hold a sword and the techniques for standing and slicing an enemy.

Then, the day of reckoning for the prince arrived.

Edward was pacing back and forth nervously in his room when he heard the sound of giant wings outside the castle, and a big loathsome shadow covered the stronghold's gate.

A voice boomed through the halls and shook the castle. "Well, it's about time. It's very inconsiderate to keep a lady and her father waiting, soon to be son in law!"

Edward shivered as he looked out the window. The Jabberwocky was about ten feet tall, when standing up on his hind legs. His wings were been fifteen feet wide if spread open. His head was black with big, red eyes, small horns, and a mouthful of razor sharp teeth, and his claws were sharp, three foot long spears of death.

Standing on the prince's shoulder, the teenage Growlithe declared in his usual stoic tone, "You were not exaggerating. He is one ugly son of something unholy."

"You should see his daughter," he said. Just then there was a smaller, blue-eyed, violet-colored version of the Jabberwocky.

"Daddy, I want a castle," she whined. "I want a castle now."

"She is not marriage material, and it's not even because of her looks...So, do you remember the plan?"

"I think so," Edward said nervously. "I'm just worried something will happen to us. If something happened to you, Thrinch, I'd never forgive myself."

"You don't have to worry about me." The micro pet the Liepard's cheek. "Now, time to face this thing."

Edward took a deep breath, and he walked down to the Jabberwocky with his sword in its sheath.

The tiny dog remained on the big cat's shoulder as he approached the hulking monster.

"So, little prince," the giant monster said leaning his head down. "You've decided to marry my little bundle of joy after all." Edward then scowled at the Jabberwocky and said, "No. No man in his right mind would marry a spoiled brat like her."

Unnoticed by the Monster, the farm boy was whispering in the young royal's ear, "Good, now stand your ground."

"How dare you speak to me about my d-." Suddenly the Jabberwocky noticed something orange and furry near the prince's ear. The monster held up his claw and there wrapped around his finger was a golden amulet with a ruby in its center as Thrinch came floating through the air and towards the hulking head of the Jabberwocky. "And what sort of creature are you?" he bellowed as the horrid stench of garbage came from his horrible breath.

"I'm a dog with a small nose and a keen sense of smell, which means the unholy breath from your fetid insides smells thousands of times worse to me." The pup tried to struggle against the magical force bringing him in.

"Well, I hope you're as tasty as you look," the Jabberwocky said as he popped the pup into his mouth and finished with one gulp.

"NO!" Edward screamed as he ran forward with his sword in hand and he tried to stab the monster but his sword broke in two when it came into contact with its scaly hide.

The Growlithe slid down the monster's gullet and into his stomach, landing on the soft empty cavern on the inside. The canine smiled knowingly when he felt the soft squishy lining of the monster's insides.

The Jabberwocky was about to hit the prince when he yowled in pain and held his stomach

The tiny micro had begun piercing the beast's stomach with the needle in his left hand and using his right paw to throw ground salt into the puncture wounds.

The Jabberwocky was convulsing, and he was almost close to regurgitating the pup.

The needle grows dull, but the pup smiles at the sight of a nearby bone in the monsters gullet.

Soon, Edward hit the Jabberwocky in the stomach, causing the monster to spit up the pup. The behemoth fell down weak from the pain.

On the way out, the pup slammed the sharp bone into the monster's throat, leaving him to choke. As he flew out, the young royal caught the pup just before his tiny body hit the ground.

The Jabberwocky hit the ground so hard that the amulet came loose from his finger. Edward caught the magical object and the monster's daughter rushed to her father to help him. Soon, the beast coughed up the bone that was choking him. "What do you want, you little shrimp?" the creature asked cowering away from Thrinch.

"I want you to leave this place and never return." He stood triumphantly on the prince's shoulder.

"Daddy, I want a puppy!" the young Jabberwocky girl exclaimed, but her father glared at her and growled.

"Veronica, the only thing you're going to get is a trip home and that's final. Yes, we'll leave sirs."

However, the his offspring pouted, "But I want it!" before she tried to grab Thrinch.

In a flash the pup was in her grubby hands, and he struggled to free himself. He had used so much energy in his effort to attack the Jabberwocky that he had too little to struggle with.

"HEY!" Edward screamed he ran up to her and punched the girl right in the eye, causing her to release her hold and free the pup.

The pup, landing on his feet, fell right into the prince's paw.

"Thrinch, are you alright?" Edward asked as the Jabberwocky picked up his daughter, who was kicking and screaming as she had one of her temper tantrums.

"I'm ok. I can see this too the end." The hound stood on his hindlegs and continued, "Let's finish this."

The pup handed Edward the amulet and the prince smiled, "Are you ready?"

"Yes-AH!" The Growlithe fell to his knees in pain and coughed up a small amount of blood from his muzzle just as the monster fled.

The prince took the amulet in his paws and asked, "Please, heal Thrinch and let him grow into a full sized adult."

The pup began to be engulfed in a brilliant yellow light.

Edward watched as the yellow light began to grow taller and taller than the Liepard himself.

When the giant light dissipated, in front of him stood a full grown Arcanine, whose black lines became wilder in design on his orange body. His yellow furred chest, mane, muzzle, tail and pawcuffs grew and majestically wafted in the gentle breeze. His purple garments grew with him, but they were barely holding his new, bulkier body.

"Thrinch?" Edward asked as small tears of joy came to his eyes, "Is that really you?"

In a much deeper and manly voice, he replied, "Yes, Edward. It's me," and the dog reached out his paw to caress the shorter male's face and wipe away his tears.

Out of instinct, Edward flung himself into Thrinch's arms and hugged him tightly.

The brawny canine leaned his head down and kissed the prince on the muzzle.

The Liepard wrapped his arms around the canine's neck as their lips locked together.

The canine positioned the young royal in his arms princess style and began running toward the feline's bedchambers.

Edward lay on the bed and longed to be in his lover's arms as the Arcanine crawled over him and continued their kiss.

The bulkier teen gripped his lover's headfur and forced his tongue into the smaller male's muzzle.

The young prince moaned and let out a girlish whimper as Thrinch took possession of his mate.

"Edward," he said with a soft forcefulness behind his voice. "I feel something inside that wants to take you for everything you are worth. My new size has caused something to stir within me like a torrent. Is it ok if I...claim your body?"

Edward smiled and nodded his head. "I'm yours," he said. "Tell me what you want me to do."

A soft growl escaped his muzzle as he gripped the sheets of the bed tightly. "Slide down and polish my sword." The canine's black, veiny member was already erect, throbbing, and drooling clear seminal fluid.

Edward smiled, and he lay down next to the throbbing tower of flesh as the feline began to lick its tip at first then he began to suck on it till the tip reached the back of his throat.

In a surge of dominant hormones, Thrinch positioned himself on top of the Liepard and thrust wildly into the adolescent's mouth. The force of the pelvic movements caused the feline's head to bounce on the mattress and take the entirety of the bigger male's cock all the way in and out as his saliva increasingly coated the tool.

Thrinch moaned and, while the feline was working on his member, the Arcanine slipped a footpaw under Edward and began stroking the feline's member with it.

The dominant male's thrust became harder as his tight grip began to tear the gossamer linens under him. "Edward," he uttered out with a lustful growl. "I'm about to release my masculine essence into you. Get...ready...to SWALLOW!"

The Liepard kept bobbing his head up and down, and he moaned as he felt the dog's large footpaws stroking his member till he felt his own climax approaching as well.

The dog snarled as he slammed his lover's head into the bed. Then his body trembled and his cock spammed in with abandon while it flooded the boy's throat with his thick, creamy, potent payload.

Edward whimpered and began to gag on the flood of dog cum in his mouth.

The dog pulled out and helped his lover sit up. Then, he pulled him into an embrace and tilted his head upwards to aid the prince's swallowing problem.

Edward wrapped his arms around the canine's neck as they kissed each other non-stop.

The Arcanine laid the boy on his back and brought the feline's hindpaw to his face. Roughly yet gently, he nibbled the soles of the Liepard's padded foot, being sure to slowly drag his fangs along the sensitive surface.

Edward lay there and sighed as his lover caressed his feet and the prince smiled happily, for the feline knew that everything was going to be alright now.

As he continued his teasing of the smaller male's feet, the canine's spare paw glided over his spare leg to caress and gently fondle the youthful sack and sheath resting between his legs.

Edward moaned softly as his tail swished back and forth from the heat building up between them.

Thrinch then chose to take his lover's other foot and begin giving it the same treatment of licks and soft nibbles.

"Oh, that feels wonderful," Edward sighed as he smiled up at the Arcanine

"I feel another dominant urge coming," he said as his hormones flowed through his body. "Edward...can...I...?"

The feline nodded his head at his Arcanine. "Yes, my love," he said with a smile, "you may."

As soon as the prince uttered those words, the canine took the boy's legs and bent him forward until his knees were just over his head. Then, the brawny male dove head first into the boy's tight, virgin sphincter and proceeded to rim his inexperienced hole with his thick, broad tongue.

Edward closed his eyes and clenched his fists as the canine invaded his tight hole.

Pulling his head up from the dragon's crevice, the dog looked into his beloved's eyes. "You taste of the finest ambrosia."

Edward blushed with a soft smile as he looked up at his true love's eyes.

With a growling undercurrent, he dove back into the smaller male's virgin territory, boring his tongue deeper.

Edward moaned and whimpered as he mewed like a little kitten.

The Arcanine took his legs and bent them at the knees to make way for his cock to be placed at the tiny, unused entrance of the lad's chamber.

The feline mewed softly as he was penetrated for the first time.

The dog leaned forward so that the feline could touch and feel is body. Then, he proceeded to slowly enter the lad as deep as he could.

Edward whimpered a little as the hole got widened, and he leaned his head up and kissed Thrinch on the lips.

The canine stopped halfway though and allowed Edward to adjust as he pushed his tongue into the shorter male's muzzle.

Finally, Edward stopped kissing for a breather. "Okay, I'm ready now."

The dog, lightly and quickly worked his hips, barely moving his prodigious manhood around in his sensitive, heated lover.

Edward moaned as the Arcanine began the first stage of the mating process

Soon, his thrust became wilder and lees tame, causing his rod to begin boring deer into the fragile canal of the deflowered prince.

Edward panted and closed his eyes with a wince clenching the sheets beneath him with one hand and stroking his member with the other.

Hilting with every stroke, the male growls and allows lustful drive to take over his body. He grips the top the feline's legs and begins pulling the boy's ass in to his pelvis to hit the boy's prostate all the harder.

Edward let out a loud moan as he stroked his member faster and twisted one of his own nipples.

Trinch's canine knot, about the size of a baseball, was now beginning to part the bottom male's anal lips further with every inward thrust as it imposed its massive width upon the prince's smaller chamber door.

Edward was whimpering so much that there tears coming from his eyes. "Th-Thrinch... I... I think I'm gonna cum," he moaned.

"Me too!" He grunted out as he slowed and became more forceful with his impalements.

Edward quickened his pace with his member but his seed didn't come yet, not until Thrinch filled him first and the Arcanine's knot was only halfway in.

As the dog filled his lover, the Liepard painted his own chest white. The dominant male leaned in and savagely licked up every drop and kissed his prince, filling the boy's maw with his own feline seed.

Edward moaned as he felt the knot expand his insides. It was painful. However, it was a good pain, and it was worth it because he was finally with the one he truly loved. "Thrinch, when your knot shrinks out of me...May we go see your folks on your farm?" asked the Liepard as he looked up at the canine with innocent eyes.

"After we are done here. I still want to go one more round. You're just...so beautiful when we mate."

Edward blushed, and he hugged the Arcanine. "Okay, one more round, my love," he said with a purr and nuzzle of muzzles.

The hound rolled onto his back and allowed his lover to lie upon his chest.

Edward smiled as he wrapped his arms around Thrinch's neck, and he kissed his lover on the lips with his eyes closed.

The boys cuddled and softly made out with each other as they enjoyed their silent ecstasy.

Just then, the rabbit came in. "Sire, I just came...WHAT IN THE WORLD?!" he shrieked.

"HEY, WE'RE MATING HERE!" The dog was unable to move without hurting his lover. "HOW ABOUT SOME PRIVACY!?"

However, the rabbit just stood there with his mouth hanging open and looking dumb-founded at what he saw.

Thrinch took advantage of the situation and spread his legs, revealing the sight of his knot inside of the young royal's parted lips to the rabbit. "Wanna Join?"

The rabbit blushed and his cheeks blushed. "I...I don't know," he stammered, "He's the prince and I'm just a servant. Perhaps some other time....bye," the rabbit said, and he scurried out the door, closing it shut behind him.

Edward breathed a sigh of relief as he stated, "That was a close cal."

"Now, where were we?" The dog embraced his lover once again

Edward smiled and brought his lips to Thrinch's as they kissed once more.

In their movement, the slightly shrunken knot sliped out of the big cat.

Edward moans and lets out a pained meow when the knot leaves his chamber, but he's comforted by the Arcanine's gentle licks.

The prince then laid his legs upon the taller male's so that their fur could touch and mangle as much as possible while they continued their affectionate embrace.

Edward smiled and let out long purr of love

"Edward...Would you like to enter me?"

"I...I would," the feline said as he lifted his chest up. "Will it hurt you?"

"Not if you sufficiently prep me before." The hound raised his big paw to the small male's face and caressed it reassuringly.

Edward smiled, and he nuzzled the big dog's paw lovingly.

"What position, do you want me in?"

"Well...considering you're bigger than I am, how about.... missionary?" Edward asked as he ran his paws all over Thrinch's broad chest.

"As you wish, but it may be easier to prep me if I'm on all fours." The hound began to knead his spare paw on the feline's rear.

Edward pushes Thrinch's rear up in the air, and the feline starts inserting his rough, sandpaper tongue into the vacant chamber of the Arcanine.

The dog grunted and moaned from the sudden, enthusiastic intrusion of his lover's mouth organ upon his untouched tailhole.

"Play with your nipples for me, baby. I want to hear you whimper."

The dog teased his nipples and moaned out in need from the combination of tongue and paw on two of his erogenous zones. His big tail draped over the feline's face, intensifying the heat and musk coming from his pucker upon the fur's face.

"I think you're ready," Edward said smiling before he slowly inserted his member with a low grunt and moan.

Now on his back, the taller male kept his legs in the air as he pulled his lover's chest close to his own and growled softly.

"You ready big guy?" Edward asked smiling and hugging his canine lover around his waist.

"Take me, your majesty."

Edward leaned his head down to kiss the Arcanine, and then he broke the kiss and pumped his member fast and hard into the canine.

The Arcanine tightened his hole as he moaned and gripped the sheets under him and declared, "Oh, my Prince!"

The Liepard meowed loudly and thrust harder when he felt his seed coming up fast once more.

The hound pumped away at his re-knoted cock and worked his hips on his lover's scepter.

Edward kept thrusting till his member spilled its treasure inside Thrinch.

The dog's manhood fired out its own load, and the farm boy's seed splattered on his chest face, and the headboard of the bed behind him.

Edward fell forward onto Thrinch and his member slipped out of the Arcanine with ease. "I love you, Thrinch," said the prince as he let out a yawn and fell asleep.

The hound stroked his lover's head and back and replied, "I love you too Edward." Then he thought, "Though I could still go another round."

"Again?" Edward asked surprised and then chuckled and cuddled closer. "You're encouragable aren't you, you big hot dog you....Well, alright. Three always has been my lucky number. Come here you great big hot Arcanine." The Liepard wrapped his arms around Thrinch's neck and started kissing him again, but as soon as Edward was done kissing, he started snoring and was sliding down Thrinch's side and onto the Arcanine's arm.

Thrinch chortles and nestled with his lover until he too was asleep.

The next morning, the birds were chirping outside the prince's window as the feline woke up, and he smiled at his sleeping beauty of a mate.

Two weeks later, their caravan arrived at the farmhouse of the canine's elderly parents.

The old woman was working in the garden, but she stopped when she looked up and called for her husband.

The man rushed out as fast as his old body would allow, and the elderly couple bowed at the site of the procession. They did not yet know who was inside the luxurious carriage that was pulling up to their humble farm.

Then out stepped the Arcanine. "Mah! Pah!" he cried as he ran towards them and then the elderly couple looked up and smiled for they knew it was their son.

The elderly couple both embraced their newly enlarged son as the big dog reciprocated out of the same love.

"What in the world happened to you?" laughed the old woman as she wiped her tears of joy.

"I'll explain all that later," he said with an eager smile. "First, I have a surprise for you."

Just then, Edward stepped out and he came up to the couple and his lover.

"I'm getting married, and I want you to move to the palace with me as a way of repaying you for everything you have done for me."

"Thrinch...we'd love that," his father said as the old badger hugged his son, and Thrinch's mother joined in the hug too and they managed to get Edward into the hug too.

From that moment, they all lived happily ever after.