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The Otter Prince and the Queen's Challenge

This story is commissioned by HandOfBlades and contains characters copyrighted to him.

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Chapter 1: The Introduction

The morning song of the birds in the rainforest filled the air as the monsoon from the day before had made the ground soggy. Any wanderer would have problem to traverse this landscape without the fear of a sinkhole suddenly ending their life. This wasn't however on the mind of an otter walking along the path through the rainforest, leading to his destination. He was the prince of a foreign kingdom, having been told by his father that he would get the kingdom only if he got married and had already agreed with the Amazon Queen, who was residing in the rainforest he was walking through at the very moment, to send him once the prince came of age.

When the prince had become 13 years old, his father had ordered the servants to train the prince in the art of combat, which was easier than they had planned since the prince was a quick learner and had already taken down his first teacher after just a month of training, forcing the father to find a better teacher. His second teacher however had been the one that would become his friend, a fellow otter by the name of Hasan. The two had been spending most of their days practicing and even if the prince learned quickly, Hasan was always a step ahead to never let the prince get the upper hand.

When the prince turned 16 years old however, it had all changed and he learned that from now on, he had to give the training his all as Hasan was going to teach him the ancient ritual of the Amazons. The prince had become slightly embarrassed when realizing that losing now would mean that Hasan would have his young butthole to play with, while if the prince won, he would get to use Hasan as he pleased. The training had also involved a few rounds with Hasan's sister Wulandari, to who the prince always lost from the obvious distractions hanging from her chest.

The week before the prince's eighteenth birthday, Wulandari had managed to sneak into the prince's bedroom every evening to give him some personal training, or just her way of saying that she wanted to help him get over the obvious problem that kept plaguing his concentration. This didn't last and the night before his birthday, a guard had been sent to check upon the prince and caught both Wulandari and the prince in action. The prince wasn't sure what had happened to her, but Hasan had stopped talking to him since that day and had not even shown up for his birthday.

The evening had plagued his mind ever since that day, as it was only last week it happened and only a few days ago he was laying in his comfortable bed, enjoying a calm life with servants, but now he was traveling to some hidden village in the middle of the rainforest. Sighing to himself, he looked at the road straight ahead of him while walking, "How much further do I need to go?"

He had barely uttered the question before a massive spear was stabbed into the ground in front of him by a massive bovine dressed in a rather provocative outfit, which he guessed with the company of the spear meant that she was an amazoness, "Halt there, little man. Who are you and why are you here?" The otter looked up at her and felt slightly mocked by what she called him, "I have you know that I am a prince and my name is Suharto. I am here to request to be granted the hand of the princess." The bovine began to laugh at this and so did the other guard, a massive crocodile, "You? A scrawny little shit think you can get the princess' hand? Do not make me laugh. Oh wait, I already am!" The otter saw his chance and paid her a mocking reply in response, "At least I do not need a spear to compensate for my lack of things." The crocodile went silent and so did the bovine, both looking at him as if he just signed a death warrant and it had been confirmed.

The otter stared at the two guards before noticing two sharks coming walking and patting their shoulders, "Time to switch." The duo looked at them in a serious way, but the sharks didn't want anything with it and shoved them both back, "Your turn to make sure the queen is protected." The two guards grumbled before leaving as the sharks looked at the otter, "Okay, so what is your problem with those two? Seriously, either you really have some spine, or you are a fool in a hierarchy above the rest." The otter sighed, "They just pushed a button when they called me scrawny." One of the sharks gave a quick laugh, "No offense, but at first sight you do look a bit scrawny, but those two are more dense than my sister." The other shark looked over at her, "Hey! I am not!"

Suharto rubbed his forehead, "Ladies, please. I came here to ask for the princess' hand. May I please pass?" The shark girls looked at him and then checked him out before moving aside, "Proceed, but do not plan anything stupid." One of them grinned, "Well, unless you wish to become a slave to us." The otter was not having that and just lifted a hand, "I will consider it, ladies." And with that, he walked past them and into the camp. Around him, even if they were called Amazons, there were males walking around and holding a lady close to them, some with and without collars around their necks. He was polite to at least give them a wave, to which he got a wave back, but they knew that something was up with him as he was approaching their queen's home.

The two guards from before looked at him and just grunted as they knocked on the door, "Queen Hendaque, a rather insolent little bug wants to have an audience with you. What should we do?" A rather powerful voice came from the inside, "Let the little bug in then. I will listen, for now." The guards moved aside and pushed Suharto from behind with the butts of their spears, "Go on in quickly." Suharto was a little annoyed by this treatment, but walked inside where he was met by a mature hyena sitting in a throne, surrounded by male and female servants alike, all of them being the same size as him, but the queen herself was slightly bigger than even the Amazons outside.

Hendaque took a good look of him before a soft smirk came to her face, "Well, I normally hear them call someone a little bug and expect someone ugly, but this is the first time their eyes need to be removed, because you are rather cute. What brings you here, traveler?" Suharto bowed to her, "Greetings, queen of the Amazons. I am Prince Suharto from the Kingdom of Espiria and have journeyed here to ask for your daughter's hand." He noticed how Hendaque began to giggle and soon break out into a wild laughter, "You are the son of King Barra? You look even more pathetic than he did! How is someone like you supposed to stand up against an Amazon? Yet alone get my daughter's hand? This must be a joke." Suharto felt anger boiling up inside, but swallowed it down before smiling, "How can you know if you don't let me try?" Hendaque gave him a look of pure delight, "I see like your father, you got the mouth of a challenger. Very well, I gonna put you to the test then. You will face off against three of my greatest champions. I want to see if you are strong enough to handle my daughter." Suharto was lifting a hand to her before waving the fingers as a beckoning, "Bring them on."

Chapter 2: Versus Equixous

Hendaque adjusted her seat before nodding, "It is your funeral. If you lose, I will add you to my servants. If you win, I will let you have my daughter." Hitting her throne with her left hand, the queen called out, "Equixous, enter!" Suharto turned around before seeing a muscular stallion entering, his body black as the night and his mane had been shaved off completely and unlike Suharto and the queen, he was wearing nothing at all. Giving a bow to the queen, he spoke up, "My highness, you beckoned for me to come and I answer your call. What is it you wish of me?" Hendaque lifted a hand before pointing with a finger at Suharto, "This prince wants to have my daughter's hand in marriage, so I told him that he must face you and the other champions of mine. Fight with glory, Equixous and I may let you see your beloved again." The stallion stood up and bowed to her, "It will be done, my highness."

Suharto had just taken off his clothes when the big brute charged over towards Suharto before they both locked their hands in a struggle for dominance, Suharto feeling his own strength not lasting against the stallion who was bringing him down onto his knees, right in height for the stallion to strike him in the face with the knee causing Suharto to fall back as the stallion was quickly between his legs and tried to push them apart, but the otter quickly spun around and in the spin itself managed to deliver two kicks straight on the horse's right cheek, resulting in Suharto feeling his tail being grabbed, "You little river scourge."

Suharto looked back to get a judgment of what he could do, but just then his eyes began to water up as the stallion had punched his royal jewels, making everyone watching this cringe before he landed on the ground after the stallion let go off his tail, quickly shielding them as he whimpered, audibly in pain from this. The queen seemed a little amused, but looked at the stallion, "Do not break him. We still need another trophy for the warriors to use when they return."

The stallion nodded to her, "I am sorry, my highness. It won't happen aga..." His words went silent as Suharto had returned the favor by giving the stallion's leathery ballsack a hard kick before he jumped onto his back and locked the thighs around his throat, just in perfect height for him to bash with the skull against the horse's balls repeatedly, slowly forcing the bigger male onto his knees before letting go and jumping over his head. After securing a well-placed grab of the head with his hands in midair, he swung down with both feet into the equine's chest, knocking the air out of his opponent, before letting go off his head and watched the stallion land on his back, to the shock of mostly everyone but the queen.

With the stallion laying on his back panting, Suharto looked as the stallion's sheath had begun to betray him, the tip of his erection slowly easing itself out for Suharto to admire. With a lick around his maw, the otter prince approached the stallion and sat down to gently grab the tip and stroking it, managing to get a single moan out of the stallion before a hoof hit him straight in the face and soon he was pinned under the male's weight, the stallion grunting angrily at him, "You are really beginning to piss me off, you little water devil." The otter looked at him with a soft grin, "What? Am I too much of a stud for you to handle?" This wasn't the best thing to say as Suharto soon gasped in pain when the stallion had punched his balls again, "Silence, you impudent boy!"

Suharto felt the pain still emitting from his balls and through his body, too much to notice the stallion ramming a thick finger through his tight butt entrance, forcing him to gently moan as the stallion laughed, "Wow, he is not only tight, but he is used to this." The stallion pinned Suharto down harder and the otter couldn't fight back to moan from how the stallion manhandled his rectum. Suharto had trained for this day and yet he was going to end up losing to this stallion. It was then Suharto got an idea as he could move his feet, the stallion not thinking about the legs and the position he was in until he was feeling the soft otter feet on his erection, the softness being almost like a female's touch and Suharto could soon feel the stallion slowing down the fingering of his butt, and instead having the hips working to meet his feet.

In the throne, the queen was sitting and found it interesting how the otter had found use for his body so far, even getting the stallion to stop his pleasuring, "Maybe he have the heart to do it, like his father." Suharto kept stroking with his feet along the erection and soon the stallion leaned down to grab onto the otter's erection and with the same pace as the feet, he began to stroke Suharto's erection, which was smaller than his, but thicker to compensate for it.

Both males were moaning before Suharto noticed the opening in the stallion's defense and pushed upwards with the arms and in front of everyone, he kissed the stallion and impaled himself onto the long equine erection, making said stallion neigh out as the force caused him to fall back and for Suharto to eagerly ride him, his tail wrapping around his dick hard to act as a cockring. The stallion noticed what the otter was doing and just grabbed his sides to help him out with riding him, the brawl completely forgotten about as it was only sex that they wanted now, and for the first time of their battle, Suharto spoke with a pleasure-filled voice rather than one of pain, "Ooohhh, you are so much bigger than anyone I have ever taken up there."

The stallion's former angry face had been replaced with a soft and almost unprofessional warmth as he laid the otter down onto his chest and began to thrust up into him as they shared a warm kiss, "Mmm, and you are by far the tightest challenger I have had the pleasure to fuck so far." The otter returned the kiss as his insides were tightening up like a vice around the stallion's mighty erection, and just as the stallion was about to erupt, Suharto put a finger on his muzzle and chuckled, "Wait a second." The stallion seemed a bit annoyed when his erection popped right out of the tight otter butt, but it wasn't before he felt the thick rod burying itself up his own ass and how the otter was sucking on the tip of his erection that he fully understood what was happening and moaned when his own behind was getting rutted.

The queen thought she had seen everything, but what she saw now wasn't a challenger and a champion, but instead two lovers enjoying their same-sex delight. The stallion wasn't sure how the otter had done it, but soon his neigh filled the building and Suharto felt his maw being filled with horse seed, which he swallowed as quickly as he could, even if some escaped out of the sides of his maw and with the salty surprise, he buried himself into the stallion and moaned when he was rewarding the stallion for a good fight by filling up his ass with a warm load of his own, the stallion just looking at Suharto with a warm smile before falling asleep under the applauds of everyone, including the queen herself, "Bravo, a good match. You pass the first test. Rest up before I bring in the next champion of mine."

Chapter 3: Versus Misha

The big stallion was carried out as Suharto took a seat on the floor and panted, holding his balls while rubbing them with a whimper, the queen just giggling, "What's the matter? Did he go too hard on you?" Suharto felt the sting of it, but replied with a smirk, "Not really, he just knew where to hit. I am surprised you tried to hold him back." The queen grinned, "Well, if you gonna be a toy for my warriors, you have to be ready to seed a few weaklings to make sure we got more toys for future generations after all." Suharto felt that sting even more as he collected the broken pride of his and kept on resting.

After a while, the queen called out, "Misha, your queen calls for you!" Suharto stood up just as a vixen walked in. Like the horse, she was rather tall too and also was naked, showing off a set of big balls and also a rather big sheath. She took a bow for the queen, "Your highness calls for me and I am eager to serve." The queen smiled, "Very well, Misha. You shall face off against this prince who dares to want to claim the princess' hand. I want you to show him why you are one of my greatest champions." The vixen bowed deeply, "It shall be done, my queen." She spun around to look at Suharto before giggling, "Well, he is cute. It is a shame I have to break him."

Suharto knew very well the danger of facing the vixen. She did have a knot and if his ass got wrapped around it, she would have him at her mercy and surely would force him into surrendering. The thoughts kept gathering in his mind just as the vixen slowly approached him, moving her hips in a sensual way so her balls swung like two heavy wrecking balls. He hadn't expected to see this, but it was already too late when he realized he had been distracted and the vixen had lifted him up and was already sucking on his dick, making Suharto groan out as he thought to himself, "Damn, I expected another direct assault, I wasn't ready for a distraction."

Suharto attempted to quickly wrap the tail around the base of his cock, but the vixen noticed this and with a dominant hold of it, she moved it away and kept sucking, causing Suharto to moan louder while his mind was trying to come up with a plan quickly. However, it was impossible with the girl sucking him off. He thought back to those days when he had been training with Hasan and Wulandari and how Wulandari had used to keep him in a lock like this before. Even back then he had not succeeded in finding a way to get loose. Closing his eyes tightly, he was reliving the humiliation of Wulandari using a strap-on at him, and how she had told him to rub her ears as it was always such a pleasant spot for her.

Suharto realized suddenly what he could try to do. As he opened the eyes to look at the vixen, he reached forward and grabbed her ears, making her look up curiously at him before he chuckled as he began to rub them gently. The maw was threatening to pull off his dick, but Suharto kept on rubbing the ears and once the tip slipped out, he was landing safely on the floor and tackled the vixen onto her back. Knot or not, this was going to be his glory or fall.

Quickly getting down on his knees, Suharto pulled the tip of the vixen's erection into his maw and began to suck eagerly on it, happily enjoying the flavor as the vixen gasped out and instead of punching him, she gently petted his head, "Mmm, good boy. You will do fine." Suharto had no idea why, but her words had a pleasing effect to him. Had the horse been the brute and this was the soft controller? He might have figured them out, but right now his only concern was the vixen in front of him and her almost endless supply of cuteness and energy. He looked up at her big breasts and thought how he could get her to submit, but it was then he felt her hand on his head and how her dick was shoved a bit deeper while she was moaning happily, "Ohhhh, get it all wet and slippery. I will have that tight-looking butt of yours, rudder butt."

This vixen was a complete natural at this and as much as he hated to admit it, her voice was really getting to him. Soon after yet another deepthroat on her dick, he found her guide the head off her shaft and up to her as they both shared a deep kiss, much to the surprise of Suharto, who enjoyed it more than he should have. It was then that he felt her arms around him and how she leaned back to send him head first into the floor with a giggle, "Sorry cutie, but you are going to be my cocksleeve."

The pain from the impact only helped to reassure Suharto that this girl was a very dirty player, but far too late did he realize the bad position he was in before his butthole was pierced by the Amazon vixen's dick. Gritting his teeth, Suharto fought the pain as the vixen was beginning to thrust her thick and long monster of a canine rod deeper into her tight competition. She gave him a soft smile and grabbed his dick, even catching his tail with a smile, "No no no, rudder butt, you are not going to win so easily." Suharto cursed under his breath. She was too good to fight against. Maybe that is what she wanted the least, to have them surrender. Looking at her, he played up the act of a defenseless little otter, "You are right, I am not going to win. Ohhhh, fuck my ass harder. I deserve it for daring to compete with you."

The reaction from the vixen was exactly what he had hoped for as she slowed down her thrusting and looked at him, "Come on, this is no fun." Suharto moaned and reached down to grab his dick, "Please, harder mistress. Give me all of that big juicy dick." The vixen felt something in her chest and soon Suharto decided to throw the entire plan into action, "I am just a worthless sex toy to be used by you." He felt his ass slowly being empty as the vixen pulled out and looked at him, "You are no fun. I was enjoying to see you squirm and defend yourself. Now you are nothing like it. You are enjoying it and I am not getting off on it."

The vixen spun around to leave as she lifted a hand, "My queen, I am not approving of this challenge." The queen was caught off guard by this and growled, "Come back here and fight him now!" The vixen was about to flip her off before she felt a tackle and how her tail got pushed high and her head down hard before a thick dick was being buried up her tight ass. She yipped in confusion and Suharto grinned, "Who is in control now, bitch?" The vixen's eyes narrowed to the size of pinheads as she felt her ass being fucked hard by the otter and how one of her breasts soon got groped by him, "Look at you. A shameless dickgirl that loves nothing more than being tough and then being broken down into a worthless little sex toy."

The vixen had no idea what was happening to her body, but he was beginning to use every trick of hers against herself and she was actually enjoying it. With her tail high in the air, she was yipping and moaning as Suharto plowed it hard and this dick was sliding deeper and deeper into her with every thrust and she wasn't denying it, she was enjoying it with him. Turning to lay on her side, she felt him pulling her head to his before planting a kiss on her lips, even more when she returned it and gasped out fully together in pleasure.

The queen and her servants were astonished by the fact that yet another champion was about to fall, unless the otter had the unfortunate luck of cumming before her. But from the looks of it, he wasn't giving up at any moment right now. The queen didn't need to know anymore to realize that she had to get the next champion ready. One of the servants looked up at her, "Your highness, you need help with your erection?" The queen looked down, unable to hide the fact she was having an aching boner from this, "No need for it, servant." In all honesty, she was regretting it as the vixen now laid on her back with Suharto thrusting into her warm butt while stroking her off, "You are the prettiest fox girl I have ever seen." She was blushing and kissed him, "Thank you, cutie."

Due to the size difference, Suharto leaned down a bit to thrust harder into the warm vixen butt, but also to wrap his maw around her dick, forcing her to really surrender to his superior skills and from the sounds escaping her maw, she was not going to last much longer. With a harder thrust to bury himself deeper into that tight rear, Suharto had gone from soft sucking to rough deepthroating of her dick, stopping only as the knot appeared.

That knot was big enough to easily lock him in place, and given the situation, he was pulling out of her and quickly climbed on top before sinking his tight rear over the tip of the shaft, riding her slowly while she was reaching up to grab onto his dick, this time being denied it as he had been and she was blushing from it and kept moaning as all she could then do was simply holding onto his sides and just enjoy the warm butt massaging her shaft.

It wasn't even long after Suharto had wrapped his tight rear around her dick that she gave him the knot and began to hump eagerly as her dick pulsated inside of him, filling up his butt with warm seed while she was given a warm load all over the face and even onto her breasts as she moaned happily and pulled him down for a tight hug as they shared the pleasant orgasm and the aftermath of it together, the vixen happily cooing for him, "I might have lost, but I feel like I still won this." Suharto didn't deny it. She had done a good job after all. And the queen thought the same, "Not bad. I wasn't thinking you would beat her, but you did. You truly are something. Just one more champion left and then you will have my daughter's hand, if you can beat them that is." Suharto chuckled and cuddled on top of the vixen. At this point, he felt like he could take on the entire world.

Chapter 4: Versus Ngozi

The knot of the vixen took nearly half a hour to deflate, but once it did, she gave Suharto a good luck kiss before getting up from the floor and out the building, leaving the otter to sit up and gently pant as he took the time he had remaining to rest up before the queen called out almost directly as he had begun to rest up, "Ngozi, approach!" Suharto looked at the lioness walking over to the queen from behind a curtain leading into what he would expect was a dining area. Like the other two, she was large in size, even larger than those two, but unlike them, she had no dick. Suharto didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse to face off against a female.

The lioness bowed deeply, "My queen, you are asking me to face this insolent little guest, is that what you wish?" The queen grinned, "You know everything before I can tell you as always. Yes, grant him a swift loss." The lioness nodded before turning to face Suharto before taking a leap towards him to attempt catching him, but Suharto's sleek body allowed him to escape her, or so he thought when he felt a hand grab him by the shoulder and pulling him back towards her, only to be met by a tight hug. A bearhug done by a lioness to be exact and Suharto felt the air being pushed out of his lungs. Not a wonder that the queen had saved her for last. First he gets tenderized, then softened up a bit and now he was being broken entirely. It was any S/M lover's wet dream right now.

Suharto felt how his lungs were being drained of all the air and how his spine seemed to be ready to break from how rough the lioness was. He hated to admit it, but the solution to bet this big kitten seemed to be that he had to break her before she broke him, which was easier said than done given the position he was in right now.

Praying that she wasn't having a thick skull, Suharto leaned the head back and with a primal scream, he shot the head forth to deliver a headbutt that caused the lioness to stumble a bit, just catching her foothold before yet another headbutt struck her, and the hold on Suharto was beginning to loosen up, "Let me go, you big menace!" Suharto didn't knew what had gotten to him, but he wanted to really make her submit to him, but she was surely not going to make it easy for him.

When he had given a third headbutt, she was forced to let him go before she was being lead by him to a wall and before she had a chance to prevent it, Suharto had hooked his feet onto a spear hanging on the wall and was hanging against her back while slowly pressing the spear against her throat, forcing the lioness to attempt backing towards the wall behind her in an attempt to get him off her back, but when she was about to deliver the full body crush, she felt him let go of her before she roared out in pain as Suharto had openly stabbed the spear through her right hand and was attempting to now stab her left hand into place. The queen watched this and soon whistled, "Hey! Are you going to take that?"

The lioness roared and soon pulled the spear loose and attempted to strike Suharto with it, but to no success as Suharto not only deflected the spear, but knocked it out of her hands and soon the lioness felt her hands being stabbed through as Suharto looked at her and with the blunt end of the spear, he struck her right on the folds, forcing her a roar of pain to accompany the already loud roars of pain as the lioness attempted to pull herself free from the spear, "You are one nasty girl. I know what will sharpen you up a bit." Putting the spear in his tail, Suharto moved over to pull off the lioness her loincloth underwear and lifted her right up before stabbing the spear right between her legs, but from the angle it was, the blunt part was aiming right for her... then it happened as he lowered her legs down onto the floor and the lioness had now the handle of the spear shoved up her behind, making her roar even louder in pain and making the queen cringe, "That got to hurt!"

As the lioness was growling in pain, Suharto got onto his knees and leaned up to gently lap at the exposed folds of the lioness, making her gasp in pain and pleasure as he was taking his time to eagerly lap along them, even trying to push them apart as the lioness whimpered, "You are a little piece of shit!" Suharto lifted a hand and curled it into a fist before delivering the punch right into her gut, making the lioness lean down with a gasp of pain as he kept eating her out happily, "Shut up, you pussy bitch." The lioness heard the audacity in his voice and felt sick in her belly from it, but it was little she could do as she felt him spreading her folds to lick at the exposed flesh and even hitting her clit with his tongue to be rewarded with her whimpering and soon growling, "You piece of shit!"

Suharto punched her yet again in the gut and kept on licking, lifting her a little and then lowering so the spear hilt was moving inside of her tight pucker, forcing her whimpers to turn into light moans as he chuckled, "You are enjoying this." The lioness roared angrily, "No, I don't!" Suharto bit her clit and heard her moan, "You lying pussy, you are enjoying it." The lioness wasn't going to let him win so easily, moving her hands forward in an attempt to push the spear out of the wall, but right now it was only causing the wounds in her hands to widen as she thought back from throwing up, but soon got shoved back by Suharto, "If you wanna get loose, you need to follow my every command."

The lioness' defiance was the real deal, she wasn't going to let him beat her and Suharto knew it. Giving her folds yet another lick, he was soon standing up and lifted her legs up before she roared out loudly, "Oh no, you are not sliding that filthy thing into me!" Suharto had it and soon the lioness felt him punch her right cheek so hard one of her fangs flew out and landed on the floor, covered in blood as she was not bleeding from her maw and Suharto switched hand to deliver an equally hard punch on her left cheek, shooting out another fang from her maw before taking a new hold of her legs and thrusting right into her under the sound of her agonized growls and whimpers, her pussy welcoming him and he was slowly sinking inside her with every thrust.

The lioness roared defiantly whenever the pain wasn't too much for her and she spit some blood in Suharto's face, "Pull out of me, you shit!" Suharto wished she could just be quiet, but for the moment he was thrusting deeper and suddenly felt the reason why she was so defiant and looked up at her calmly, "I see. You are still a virgin. Well then, pussy, time to go from a kitten to a full grown pussycat!" The lioness was about to warn him, but a thrust silenced the words in her throat and a roar of pain sounded instead when Suharto had torn her hymen apart, the lioness' mind broken entirely and he could see the lifeless expression in her eyes and pulled out of her before pulling the spears loose from the floor and wall.

The lioness slumped onto her knees and just watched expressionlessly forward as Suharto approached her and grabbed her chin, "On all four." The lioness quickly got onto all four, her mind in a state of complete blank state. Suharto felt a little bad for the lioness and moved behind her before laying down onto her back and with a thrust speared himself all the way into her, causing a soft moan to escape her lips and with both her breasts in his hands, Suharto began to thrust slowly in and out of her soft pussy, taking his time to enjoy the prize he had claimed for the moment, but the queen knew that the lioness had lost any self-value and considered herself a living fucktoy for the otter's pleasure.

Given that Suharto had gotten to eat her out, the lioness wasn't far from cumming and soon a soft roar came out of her maw when she squirted around his dick and her upper body soon made contact with the floor as he kept rutting her, this time a little faster as he whispered in her ear, "Does the cute kitten love the big dick inside of her?" The lioness' reply was a soft and moaning delight, "Y-Yes, master." Suharto squeezed her breasts softly, as a reward for her to mew to and began to drill only deeper into her pussy.

The queen hated to admit it, but she was feeling a need to sate herself even more, something the servants noticed too and one of them asked her politely, "Your majesty, you need help tending to yourself?" The queen gave the one asking her a glare, forcing them to sit down in fear as she watched how the lioness was being humiliated and rutted like a worthless slave by the otter.

Either for the otter's bad luck or the lioness' joy, or perhaps both at the same time, Suharto soon sunk himself deeply into the warm feline pussy and with a moan began to fill her pussy with his warm seed, every pulsating shot helping the lioness to achieve a second orgasm before she collapsed with Suharto still giving her a warm load of otter love inside her deflowered vagina.

Chapter 5: Versus The Queen

The queen stood up and applaud as the servants left, "You have succeeded to best all three of them and I will give you my daughter's hand. However, that is what I would say if there wasn't an additional test for you." Suharto was angry at the sudden mentioning of another test, but when the queen removed her robes to reveal her fully nude body, including the swollen dick between her legs and also the view of her pussy, he was excited as she spoke the words he had not expected to hear, "I challenge you to the right to take my daughter's hand in marriage. Defeat me and I will let you marry her!" Suharto sat back to pant a bit as the queen smiled, "Go ahead, rest up as much as you want. I will not go easy on you at all."

Suharto took his time relaxing while looking over the queen's body. She was bigger than the rest, in both body and additional private parts. He had expected a challenge, but he wasn't expecting the queen to challenge him herself. He had to fight to not get a boner from just seeing her, something the queen didn't help him at all with by showing off her body in every possible angle imaginable to even his wildest fantasies, "Like what you see?"

The queen struck a pose before beckoning him over to her with a finger, "Come here, boy. Show me those skills of yours." Suharto didn't have to be told that twice when they both collided in a fight of dominance with their hands locked above their heads, or at least over Suharto's head as the queen was taller than him, and by how he felt, much stronger too. It wasn't too long before she had forced him down between her legs, right under her balls, when she wrapped the arms around his waistline and lifted him up, something Suharto thought he could expect to mean that she would suck him off, but it was ruined when his back slammed into the floor with the strength of an angry hyena.

The stinging feeling going through his back was really not what he had wanted and the fact he was being lifted up into the air again only warned him that more was coming his way. He felt her slam his back into the floor yet again, causing him to gasp in pain before a third slam was performed and this time she dropped him so she could look over his body before sitting down to grab his erection and giving it a few strokes, "You really gave them a run for their gold, you know. So why are you holding back?"

Suharto sighed happily and looked at her, "Because it is my style." The queen didn't understand it, but she kept on stroking his erection and as the first to do it, she leaned in to wrap her breasts around the otter's dick, which Suharto had expected her to and with a powerful shove, the queen was falling back as Suharto changed position quickly and with a forward movement, he landed on top of her and at the same time jammed the knees into her ballsack, something he would regret when the queen gave him a killing look, "You dishonorable prince!"

Suharto felt his head being grabbed and nearly crushed from the strength of the angrier hyena and what he had thought to be an easy challenge had now turned into a complete nightmare as when the crushing of his head wasn't enough, the queen repaid his former kindness by directing a knee straight into his already swollen ballsack and with a loud scream of pain, Suharto could have sworn that one of them surely ruptured from the impact.

The queen looked at him and didn't feel any regret as she wrapped the arms around his waistline and like with the lioness, she began to slowly crush him and Suharto attempted to headbutt her, but what he had not expected was for her to headbutt him first and he went unconscious in her arms.

She watched in triumph how her job had just gotten easier and she laid down Suharto on his back and just in case he would wake up, she put her legs along his arms and leaned in to wrap her maw around his erection. Perhaps it was a good idea of her to lock his arms with her legs, but she had chosen the wrong position to do it in, as Suharto had pretended to be unconscious and soon the queen felt a powerful tongue lapping at her balls and swollen vulva, "Ohhhhh ah! You little sneaky bastard!" She had not expected this and even less the reply she got, "Thank you, your highness."

The queen wasn't having this however and sat back onto Suharto's face to hopefully make him fall unconscious, but doing so only made him more eager to lap at her exposed folds and also nuzzling himself against it and licking past them, causing the queen to moan, "Ohhh, how can you be so good at this?" Suharto's answer was muffled by the hyena muff currently resting over his maw, so it was mostly an incomprehensible sentence that came out, "Lofs of 'rainin', of couarfs."

She wasn't caring what his answer was, she just kept pressing her bottom down onto his face while sucking on his dick eagerly, while giving his balls some attention by cupping a feel and then rubbing them with a giant hand that easily could fit both of them easily. This had a mixed reaction as Suharto felt the pleasure from her touching them, but also the pain from how they were still swollen from all the beatings.

He was feeling the pleasure slowly building before his arms got released and the queen moved a little and Suharto's maw soon got occupied by a thick hyena dick as she decided it was time for them to share the treatment of each others' privates. Suharto had already gotten custom to this and reached up to grab her balls and rubbing them, giving her the same mix of pleasure and pain, but it didn't stop there as the queen was beginning to move her hips to really drive home that erection down his throat, forcing him to cough from the lack of air when she did pull it out and asked with a first-time concern, "You okay back there?" All she got as a reply was a light spank from him and she moaned out before she was lifted up a bit and rolled onto the side so that Suharto could suck her off and also finger her big pussy and give her tight pucker some teasing touches.

At this point in her life, the queen had not ever had someone play with her ass before and deep inside of her, she was kinda curious how it would be like. But right now, she was laying there with an otter that seemed to lack any reservations for what is shameful and what is shameless, but then again, she had realized already that shameful wasn't even in his vocabulary. How he had dispatched her champions so easily showed this clearly to her. With a sharp gasp escaping her maw, she looked back to see that Suharto's tail was rubbing her balls so that the otter could focus on her pussy, ass and cock, and a thought came to her mind, "He is too good for her."

Her mind was made up as she pulled her maw away from his erection and soon her own cock slid out of Suharto's maw as she laid back on her back and in her aroused state of mind, she was exposing her pucker to him, "Be gentle, it will be my first time." Suharto wasn't denying the prospect of fucking her behind was tempting, but he moved closer and surprised her by sliding his tail into her warm rectum while his dick was instead sliding between her breasts, "As much as I could enjoy it, I wanna have your breasts more, your majesty." This was the greatest surprise she had ever received before. He had denied his cock going up her butt, but instead made her breasts feel appreciated when his hips began to move and with a soft moan he was fucking them like he would have fucked her ass, hard and fast, much to the queen's delight.

She didn't care at this point if she was winning or losing, he was already worthy of her daughter's hand, but this pleasure as his dick was moving back and forth between her breasts was giving her a second opinion on the whole idea. She opened her maw to speak, but Suharto took it as her wanting to suck on the dick and with a deep thrust between those warm motherly tits, the queen couldn't deny that he was taking charge quite well over her and she found herself sucking on the tip and whatever more that came past her mounds of flesh. He was touching on so many things she had never experienced before and it wasn't a surprise that soon they had both began to moan together and going into an orgasm as Suharto fed the queen a big load of his seed and she covered his back in her own.

Their orgasms lasted for almost a full minute before Suharto pulled back and showed himself to be hard and so was the queen. Noticing that she was in no condition to fight back, Suharto was pulling the queen up and took a seat in her throne. She was a little surprised, but his erection soon twitched, making her approach very slowly before he pulled her down into his lap and with the erection aimed properly, he was sinking it into her warm pussy and felt how even after birthing a kid, she was still tight and with both hands on her butt, he was beginning to bounce her rather hard in his lap and to the queen, it was a complete bliss beyond anything she have had in years, "Oooohhh, you are so good to me. Harder, you naughty prince!" Suharto was about to spank her for it, but instead squeezed, resulting in a delightful squeal from the queen, "And you are a shameless queen and I love it!" Wait, had he said that he loved her being a shameless queen?

The ears on the queen twitched and her cheeks began to burn from embarrassment and she moaned as Suharto was driving his erection deeper into the old hermaphrodite, but with just one hand keeping her bouncing on his dick, Suharto had grabbed her erection and was stroking it while listening to her moans for pleasure. He knew he couldn't reach her face, but the next best thing was right in front of him as he opened up his maw and soon the queen moaned as he was sucking gently on her nipple as well. She was not understanding how he could be so creative and yet so young, but no way that he would go to her daughter.

With the last couple of thrusts necessary, both Suharto and the queen had once again joined together in a blissful loud moan when she shot her load all over his chest and face and she was feeling his dick sinking all the way inside and even without reaching her cervix, it was still enough for her to feel her womb getting some much necessary filling and once they had been completely drained of their last energy, the servants could enter the room to find them both snuggling close on the throne, forcing them to carry them off to a much more private place.

When Suharto's eyes opened, he looked up into the ceiling and found it to be looking slightly similar to his room. Had it all been a dream? He wasn't sure, but the bed felt so much larger and warmer. He felt his joints aching a bit and grunted as he tried to sit up, but found it almost impossible, "Morning, Prince Suharto. Slept well?" Suharto's eyes widened, he recognized the voice and once he turned his head to the side to look, he noticed the elderly hyena laying next to him with a warm smile on her face and he was smiling a bit, "Morning, Queen Hendaque. I guess it had not been a dream, but an actual wonderful day." Hendaque giggled, "It was. I have not been rutted like that ever before, even the time I was rutted to give birth to my daughter."

Her face soon took a more serious appearance and Suharto went silent as she spoke, "About that. You are a good match for my daughter, but I will not give you her hand." Suharto was taken back by the denial and was about to yell at her, but Hendaque held out her hand to him, "However, I am offering my own hand in marriage as I feel like I found my equal in you. What do you say?" Suharto didn't have to think for more than a second to give his answer as he took her hand in his, "I am honored and I am accepting with the biggest sincerity in my heart." Suharto felt how Hendaque pulled him closer before they shared a kiss meant for lovers and this time there was no holding back the passion, except when the door to the royal bed chambers flew off the hinges and landed against the opposite wall in the room.

Chapter 6: Princess vs Queen, Daughter vs Mother

It was not a surprise that this would happen at all as soon Suharto and Hendaque saw how another hermaphrodite hyena entered the room. She looked close to Hendaque, only shorter than her and with smaller breasts and dick too. Suharto swallowed and blushed as he realized this must be the princess he was meant to marry before. Hendaque looked at her and was about to speak when the princess growled, "Mother, you deceitful old hag! You stole my future husband!" Hendaque looked at the girl and growled, "Yejide, go to your room. I am busy with tending to my future husband here and your stepfather." Suharto blushed softly as he didn't even consider how this would turn out as he was probably younger than she was.

Yejide didn't hesitate with her words as she pointed at her mother, "I challenge you for the right of marrying him!" Hendaque stood up from the bed and moved closer to Yejide and in front of Suharto's eyes, both locked hands in a fight like him and Hendaque had done the day before, but Yejide delivered a kick to her mother's balls and quickly leaned her forward and with the Amazonian strength that Suharto had feared before, she was throwing her mother over her head and face first into the wall before Hendaque got back to her feet and rushed over to grab onto her daughter by the waist and head, kicking her balls in return for the little sign of love she had been given.

Once they stood near the wall, Yejide fought back against Hendaque before finding her mother slamming her face first into the wall and repeatedly slammed her against it before the fifteenth had her fall forward and slide down the wall as her nose was bleeding. Hendaque just watched her daughter's current condition before spitting on her, "You should not defy your mother's will." Suharto cleared his throat, "Ladies?"

Hendaque was about to listen, but Yejide had grabbed her mother's neck hard and soon it was Hendaque's turn to have her face slammed into the wall by her daughter, but it was when Yejide lifted her up that Hendaque had noticed how her daughter was holding and with the muscles in her shoulders, Yejide put pressure with them against Hendaque's spine while bending her, causing the older hyena to scream in pain. Suharto didn't understand how the guards could not come running when hearing this. Was it part of their culture? He cleared his throat and called out louder, "Ladies?"

His voice was drowned in the mother hyena's screams of pain and Yejide was growling to her, "Surrender, mother! Give me my husband!" Hendaque growled and screamed in pain before Yejide tossed her onto the floor. With her front laying face down, Yejide was kicking her side to roll her mother over onto her back before getting down to grab their erections and pushing them together, stroking them both at the same time as she was punching her mother's gut hard, "You will surrender or I will kill you for him!" Hendaque's eyes narrowed as she moaned and looked at her daughter, "You wouldn't dare to do that to me!"

Suharto had enough and got out of the bed and rushed over to tackle Yejide and before Hendaque could get up completely once she was standing up, Suharto tossed Yejide at her, causing her to collapse on top of her mother as Suharto's shouting finally reached their ears, "Ladies, enough! If you both want me so badly, then why don't you just share me instead of threatening to kill each other?"

Suharto made his point clear by grabbing their heads and slam their faces against one another, resulting in a whimper and also in a mother-daughter deep kiss that they both blushed from and soon pulled away from slowly before Hendaque was the first to speak up to her daughter, "Yejide, I am sorry for stealing him from you like that. I just felt how good he was and felt that I wanted him for myself." Yejide rubbed her face and sighed, "I am sorry too, mother. I shouldn't have said that I was going to kill you to claim him from you. I should have just calmly talked to you or had him say what he felt." Soon they shared another kiss, this time to forgive each other before offering their hands to Suharto and Yejide got to speak for once, "To make it correct and according to your own suggestion, will you take us both in marriage?"

Suharto's response to this offer would result in the biggest cross-kingdom wedding ever and Suharto's father couldn't have been prouder when he saw his son happily kissed his two new wives and how soon their kingdoms had merged into one union stretching from the sea in the west to the sea in the east. Nine months after the challenge from the queen had been, the royal family had welcomed two healthy baby girls to the world and as a memory of the two most important people in their hearts, their names would sound like an echo on the winds of the kingdom. Lindiwe, the mother of Yejide, and Wulandari, the friend of Suharto.

Suharto's journey to manhood had inspired many young men to follow their hearts and many young women to wait for the right one that could sweep them off their feet. As for Suharto himself, his wives and him had been active with populating their kingdom with many lovely daughters and some sons. They were all raised with the stories of Suharto's family and the family of Yejide and Hendaque. Yejide and Hendaque had to hide that they were mother and daughter though, as Suharto had not been sure how their kids would react to knowing this.

This very freedom had also inspired Yejide and Hendaque to show a slightly more forbidden type of family love between each other and even when Suharto knew the truth about how one of the kids was one produced through incest between mother and daughter, he didn't mind it as long as they didn't reveal the truth. It would only happen once that they would conceive an incestuous child each.

Once the day came when the kids each reached their big day, Yejide, Hendaque and Suharto had told them to find a lover. Two of the kids, two lovely hyena girls didn't wanted to leave their parents. Yejide and Hendaque knew why and as a birthday gift, they had tied down Suharto and blindfolded him before letting the girls take a turn each to make love to him and Suharto didn't knew the truth until the blindfold had been removed and to the pleasant surprise to all of them, he had accepted this and from that day on, all five shared the same bed and just to make sure that no unwanted pregnancies happened, they had all learned over the months together to accept anal as a regular stimulation.

The day that Yejide and Hendaque's relation to each other was revealed, their children had taken it in a calm manner and most of the kingdom had accepted the truth too. This had also been the catalyst to a tradition to show any love for your family members in any way you wanted as long as it was done consensually. This had also helped to increase population with almost triple the amount as the previous year. And every year during the great harvest time, a celebration was held in honor of the new free expressions of love towards others and it was also what many considered to be the time when most future generations were conceived.

But what happened here on out? Well, that is a story for another day, but even to this day when you visit Suharto's palace, you can hear the moans of delight filling the night sky, and any home outside the palace walls sounded loudly with moans too. In short, their actions inspired others to make a kingdom of unbound options in sex.

The morale, or morals, of this story would be that even if something seems impossible, there is always a possible solution to it and even if someone seems to really be a tough person, there is always a beautiful core deep inside them that waits to shine. In short, never give up and do what you think is right and see people for who they really are, because most of us are too afraid to let our problems be known to others, but that is what truly makes us one of a kind in the end.