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Chapter 3 is here, now with 50% more cock! Somebody dies, so don't read if that'll make your head explode.

Andrew and Gear stopped at the gates to the large castle. Andrew tilted his head slightly.

"Huh. So this is White Wolf Castle? It's a lot bigger than ours." Gear shook his head.

"No, it's actually about the same size. You've just never stood on the town side of the castle gates. They build it with jutting architecture to appear larger to villagers. It's just a trick on your eyes."

"Oh. So why are we here again?" Gear shrugged.

"I haven't a clue. The Captain just told me to bring you here. Apparently the king and he have known each other a long time. I think the Captain was the ambassador between the two, and was a knight here before he transfered to be guard captain."

"A knight? What's the difference?"

"Oh, guards, as you know, guard. But knights carry out the will of the king. Diplomacy, strong arming, really anything the king wants done that he doesn't feel like doing himself. He said he transfered mostly because he didn't like all of the travel. Too much noise in his life." The mutt laughed softly, rubbing the back of his head with a wide smile. Andrew and Gear proceeded into the castle gates, but were stopped by two beefy dalmatian guards. The one on the left had his arms folded, and his nose twitched when the two approached. He started eying Andrew over with an aggressive glare. The fox felt quite small in front of the two identical males. The one on the right spoke.

"What do you street trash want? You know commoners ain't allowed in the castle, or you looking for trouble?" Gear responded curtly.

"Shut up. We aren't villagers. We're from the Fox Kingdom. This is Prince Armond, and I'm his personal guard Gearalt. The Skskardii attacked the castle, and succeeded. I snuck him out the back window before they got to him. Captain Kale told me to bring him to the king personally. Haven't any messengers arrived with the news yet?" The dalmatian on the left remained silent, just staring down the fox. Andrew started to become more and more nervous. The one on the right growled deeply.

"No, we ain't heard of no attack. I think yer just trying to sneak into where you don't belong to swipe some dinner ya FUCK!" The dalmatian swore as he was swatted on the back of the head with paw wearing a metal gauntlet. A bulky wolf-dog was growling, and looked none too happy.

"You dumb dog. That's the damn prince. Can't you recognize a fox when you see one?" He stepped past both canines, smiling to Andrew. "Greetings Armond, I'm Captain Siegfried. How is Kale do-wait, let me escort you to the king's chamber. That's probably why you're here right?" He led the two canines past the gates, and into the main chambers. Andrew looked back as they reached the main doors, seeing the two dalmatians conversing. They were too far away to hear what they were saying, but they seemed angry. As they approached the throne, a well dressed wolf with pure white fur sat at the throne. He was pretty muscular, as was custom among Canid royalty. It made Andrew feel self conscious about his comparatively small body. The wolf rose off his throne, throwing his arms up.

"Armond! I hardly recognize you. I haven't seen you since you were a pup. How's the family? Why are you here anyways?" His nose twitched "Oh, seems you've been...busy. Young foxes like you shouldn't even be out of the castle walls." Gear grunted.

"The Skskardii have attacked. The castle has been destroyed. Armond here is supposedly the only survivor." The king's warm smile immediately dropped. He looked to Gear now.

"Is this true? What of Captain Kale?" Gear flinched noticeably.

"I don't know. He told me to take Armond here, to see you, and nothing else. Then he went for the castle. I have not heard from him since."

"Really..." The king looked down, and growled under his breath. "Then this is distressing. I know what he wants me to do. We had a plan should this ever happen, but-" The sound of foot paws landing was heard. The kings eyes widened, and both Andrew and Gear turned around. Two cloaked men stood across the room. Andrew stumbled back, and the king blocked him with an arm. Gear growled, tossing off the heavy bag he was carrying and putting his paw on the neck of his spear.

"Who are you and what do you want?" His paw tensing on the spear, just waiting for them to make a move. The slightly taller one pulled back his hood, revealing a scaly visage. He spoke in rough, scratchy dialect

"We are here to finish what we started at the Fox Castle, and do the same to you." His scaled paw pointing past the mutt at the wolf king. The other lizard drew a small blade, throwing it at Andrew's face. It was blocked by Gear's spear, then the mutt took a stance, growling, but then felt a paw on his chest. The wolf king pushed him back.

"Stand down Gearalt. I will handle these monsters myself."

"B-but, your majesty."

"No. Be quiet Gearalt. I will not have intruders in my castle." Two two lizards laughed.

"We took down the entire Fox royalty besides the prince there. You think you can take us down yourself?" The wolf growled and cracked his knuckles.

"Don't worry. I'll only kill one of you. So the other one can tell the others to stay the hell away from my castle." The king slapped his left hip with his right paw, then squeezed as if gripping, and a bright, white light appeared in his palm. He pulled his hand upwards, as if drawing a sword from its sheath. The light staid at his hip though, stretching into a thick broadsword, only leaving the side of his hip when it reached it's full length. It was quite large, and the wolf gripped the hilt with both paws. Both of the lizards stepped back worriedly, but looked at each other and nodded. The one who had taken down his hood ran towards the king, and the one still wearing his hood clapped his hands together, producing a black bow of energy. He pulled back an arrow, and let it go at the wolf. The other lizard pounced at his face, but he lifted his large sword, slicing at stomach level, the lizard hit the blade with his dagger, so he slid into a kick, bouncing off the canine's stomach with a hard kick. He swiped at air, and let one hand go. He lifted his paw, disintegrating the dark arrow with a flash of light magic from his paw. He then gripped his blade again, running at full speed at the unhooded lizard. He swiped at his chest, which the male attempted to dodge. However, it wasn't quite enough, and a slice in his chest sprayed black blood. He collapsed onto his knees, letting out a disturbing, guttural noise of pain and anguish. His paw gripped at his chest, and he coughed up thick globs of blood. It had gone deep enough to nick his left lung, and he could barely breathe. The other male growled ferociously.

"You bastard! I'll kill you!" He formed the bow into a black short sword, running at the wolf, who lifted his paw, and without even looking shot a ball of light energy. It hit the lizard directly in the chest, sent him flying, and bound him to the castle wall. The wolf lifted his blade with both paws, resting it on the back of the lizard's neck.

"Pray to whatever gods you have, for you will be with them soon." The lizard on the wall thrashed and hissed, trying to break the bindings. The wolf lifted his sword, and brought it down hard, decapitating the assassin. Andrew looked away, burying his face in Gear's chest. The wolf let his sword disintegrate into the air. He then walked over to the other lizard, still stuck to the wall. He grabbed him by the neck, and let the binding vanish. He lifted him in the air. "Go back to your kin, and tell them to leave the White Wolf Castle alone, or me and my guards will do the same to every last one of you damn reptiles." He lifted his left paw to his side, a rift in the air appearing, a grassy field somewhere on the other side. He tossed the lizard through the rift by his neck, which then closed and vanished. He strode over to where the lizard's corpse had been, but it had dissolved into a black puddle. He faced his paw at the muck, and it dissolved under a bright light from his paw. All that was left was a spiky ball. The wolf produced a glove of light around his paw, and picked it up between his fingers. He lifted it up to his face, grimacing at it. "All of this because of this little thing. But I suppose nothing is completely evil." He let it roll into his palm, and he clenched into a fist. He opened his paw once more, black dust sliding off his paw. He turned to Andrew and Gearalt. "I apologize for making you witness that. I assume you are aware of the state of the world by now Armond." The fox nodded meekly.

"Yes Sir. Gear told me essentially what is going on. I have decided to find a way to end this war." The wolf laughed loudly.

"Really now? That's quite a large request boy. You think some naive fox boy can end centuries of war?" Andrew shook his head.

"No. But I'll build people to my cause, learn and figure out what I can do. I'll build armies, teams of scholars, I'll find whoever I can who wants this war to end." The wolf shook his head, chuckling softly.

"You're expecting a lot boy, but you've got heart. I respect that. You've got the support of the White Wolf Kingdom, but I don't think you'll get anything started. Kale always said you were a dreamer." The fox smiled and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you Sir. You won't regret it. I may not look impressive now. But all great leaders started somewhere."

"Of course. But we still have more to talk about." He clapped his paws, which echoed throughout the chamber hall. Two lithe male dalmatians entered, saw the two males, and brought chairs for them to sit in front of the king. The both sat, and Gear thanked them. Andrew eyed them curiously

"You sure have a lot of dalmatians at your castle." The king laughed, leaning his head onto one paw.

"Yes...I assure you it's not coincidence." Andrew tilted his head curiously but just shrugged it off. "So, you are aware of the problem. The Skskardii are getting more aggressive with their attacks, and the Fox empire's capitol has fallen. We need you Armond."

"Please. Call me Andrew. Every time I hear that name, it just reminds me of a time when I was ignorant and sheltered."

"Okay Andrew. If that's how you feel. But as I was saying. You are the last descendant of Rain, the fox who became the first king of the empire. We need a descendant of each of the seven Canid Knights. Sure we have myself, and you are the only fox we have left. But the other five, I haven't been in contact with any of them for as long as I remember. If you keep circling the forest you will enter the Dingo Kingdom, then the Tanuki Kingdom, then the Anubis Kingdom, The Black Wolf Kingdom, then finally the Coyote Kingdom. You would then be back at the Fox Kingdom, but it's been overrun, so you may want to cut through the forest to get back here." Andrew nodded.

"Okay. Thank you for all of your help. But what am I supposed to do when I reach each kingdom?"

"Oh, of course. I forgot." The wolf clapped once more, and the two lithe dalmatians returned into the room. "Go get the Chalice." One of the male's gasped.

"Are you sure sire? You said to only unseal the chalice when there is no other way." The wolf nodded.

"If you haven't noticed, this war has outlived all who were alive when it started. I think that qualifies as it being the last hope for us." The dog nodded and left. "So what you need to do Andrew, is travel to each kingdom. You need a descendant from each of the original knights, to drip at least a drop of blood into this chalice." Gear interrupted

"So it's blood magic?" This made the wolf laugh loudly.

"Blood magic? No. Blood magic requires blood. This isn't blood specific. We need the person's essence, blood is simply the easiest to obtain. It could be other things, but just get a drop of blood Andrew." The fox nodded. The dalmatians both returned, one put a table down in between the males, and another set a golden chalice down on the table. The wolf pulled out a knife, and nicked his paw on the side. He flexed his fist, and a drop of blood fell. It floated in the middle of the chalice, at rim level. A bright light shined, and the blood was gone. It still looked like an empty cup with a hole in the middle. Andrew tried to poke to the bottom, but only got down a small bit before his finger was stuck. An invisible barrier blocked him from pushing down any deeper.

"Whoa. Why-"

"There's an ancient seal on it. My blood was the first lock. The next lock is the Dingo lock, then the Tanuki, Anubis, Black Wolf, Coyote, then the last lock is the Fox. The Skskardii must have known, which is probably why they attacked the Fox Kingdom first. So they would have the most time before we could activate the chalice. Bastards. But once you unlock the last seal, there is a key in that hole in the bottom. The chalice is indestructible otherwise, so this is the only way. I don't know what the key does, but it's our only thing we have left, and it is supposedly what allowed the Canid Knights to victory. I only send you because I need to run my kingdom, and I can't trust it to anyone but Royalty. Plus, you're safest on the move. Staying in one place will get you killed for sure. You're the only obstacle in their way." Andrew nodded.

"I understand. I'll guard this with my life."

"I thank you Andrew. But you must be tired after everything that's gone on. I have a room prepared for both you and Gear. I'll have my best men on guard duty. The rooms are windowless, but that's to make them easy to protect. You'll be perfectly safe, for tonight." Andrew thanked the wolf, and after some dinner he retired to his prepared room. He slipped into it, closing the door behind him. The candlelight made it seem sorta dank, but he was happy for it either way. He slipped those small shorts off, and flopped onto the bed. It was firm, which is how the fox enjoyed to sleep. He whimpered a little and gripped his sheath.

"Ffffuck. Why am I already starting to rev up? This new lust...I can't get my mind off how amazing that all felt...that immense girth ravaging my hole..." He whimpered, curling his toes as his cock started growing out of his sheath. He gripped it, pawing himself slowly. His maw opened wide as he started panting needfully. It was only a matter of seconds before he was fully engorged, remembering how that uncut member felt on his face.

"Hehheh. What do we got here?" Andrew gasped and struggled, but it was too late, he felt his arms forced up against the headboard Metal shackles camped around his wrists, disabling the use of his arms. He looked up worriedly, when a white, spotted visage appeared from the shadows. After a second of adjusting, he recognized the face. It was the dalmatian, the one from the castle gates. The loud one. He was wearing nothing but a loose pair of sack cloth pants. He gasped out loud and went to say something, but was slapped hard. "Don't talk slut. Hey look! This fox's dick is hard as hell right now!" He reached back, fondling the fox's dick. He opened his maw to protest but couldn't help but just moan. The dalmatian's paw worked really well over his member, and he didn't want to upset him and make him stop. His member preed, which smeared all over his erection. The other dalmatian moved into view, arms folded like before, but grinning now. He spoke, his voice was much deeper than the other dalmatian

"Oh, you enjoying that fox cock?" This made the other male grunt, narrowing his eyes.

"Shut up!" But the large tent in his pants betrayed him. "This was your idea anyways."

"Yea but I don't care if you think I like men. You need to grow up and realize you're a slut too" The deeper voiced dalmatian slipped his pants off his hips, and his impressive cock bounced in the air. He climbed up on the bed, and got on his wrists and knees. He licked up along the fox's cock, teasing it. Andrew groaned and closed his eyes. That broad, canine tongue felt amazing climbing up along his member. He whimpered as he felt the dalmatian engulf it into his maw, and start bobbing up and down on the engorged member. The fox bucked into the dalmatians paw, maw open wide as he cried out.

"Just shut up dog. We're supposed to be getting off here." The dalmatian pulled off his pants as well. His dick flopped out as well. It wasn't as big as the other male's. He put his legs on each side of the fox's chest, spreading his legs. Then he grabbed the back of his head, grinding his dick into the fox's face. It drooled in anticipation on the fox's cheek. He inhaled deeply, and could smell his raunchy flavor. This dalmatian obviously didn't wash often. "Go on little fagot. Suck my dick like I know you need to." Andrew blushed but really couldn't resist. He lapped up along that hard shaft, drawing it into his maw. He started suckling on it, drawing his mouth back and forth along his cock. His lips dragged on his length, and the dalmatian grunted pleasantly. "Nhhh..fuck. That's it little bitch...suck on my prick..you're nothing to me." Andrew could feel the other male's maw come off his cock. He whimpered for a second, but then felt his hips tugged upwards, and a drooling cock tip press messily up against his aching tail hole. He yelled YES around the other male's member. He started to bob more assertively, moaning around his length. He gave a sharp gasp as he felt the dalmatian pound away, forcing every last inch of that impressive cock into his rear end. The dalmatian didn't stop for a second, fucking him hard back and forth with every last inch of his throbbing prick. He fox forced down on the other male's cock, letting it slide down the back of his throat. He swallowed on the bulky male's dick, tasting all the sweat and cum coating his length. It was so musky, he couldn't tell if the male had ever bathed. His nostrils flared as he sniffed his musky smell. His body spasmed, his toes curling hard as he could feel the dalmatian beating his dick off as well. He felt so stimulated, teased in these three spots. His hips bucked into the male's paw, making him bounce into the other canine's cock with his thrusts. His tongue licked and swirled around the other dog's cock, teasing it all he could on such a powerful high. The dalmatian he was sucking off twitched. "Hey! What the hell, get your fingers outta my ass ya bastard!"

"Shut up, you know you love it when I play with your tail hole. You've got a slutty fox sucking on your cock right now man. You smell like you roll around in cock. Just stop pretending like you don't like it. This fox ain't gonna tell nobody." The dalmatian grunted in annoyance, but didn't say anything in response. He started to buck his hips into Andrew's maw now, but he couldn't see anything but the dog's groin now so he had no idea what was going on. Andrew went lax and curled his toes again as the dalmatian in the back picked up the pace. He wasn't jerking him off anymore, instead he was holding him by the hips, pounding nice and rough. Andrew loved it, he wasn't holding back at all. He was going all out on his needy hole. He felt a knot bouncing into his rear end over and over, grinding on him each time. The one up on his chest kept bucking away, his knot forcing Andrew's maw open wider as he fucked away to his heart's content. He growled out loud.

"Oh fuckin' YES! You got a good maw on you fag. I know you want a load of some real dogseed. I know you're thirsty for some cum like a real, proper slutboy!" He arched his back, growling happily as he couldn't hold it back a second longer. His knot swelled even more, cock pulsating and balls bumping into his chin as he went off. His powerful tasting cum shooting into Andrew's maw and down his throat. Even his load tasted unwashed. Andrew tugged on his shackles, but was still nicely bound. He just guzzled on that cock, enjoying every last drop. He felt the other male strain his knot up against his hole, but it was already swollen. It just pressed on it hole, making him feel how huge his knot had swollen. Cum shot off into the fox's tight hole, and he shivered all over as he felt the load in his rectum. He tensed up, but slowly went lax as both of the male's pulled out of him. He felt the cum drooling out of his gaping tail hole, which made him shiver all the way up his spine. His legs spread wide. He whined when he could still feel his cock aching in the open air. He wanted so much more. He felt the knot slip out of his maw, and he licked his lips, jaw kinda achy. He growled, but suggestively, at the two males.

"Wow. That was incredible." Both laughed at the same time. The smaller one, teasing at his heavily knotted cock. The one with the deeper voice grinned.

"Oh, we aren't done with you yet. You were a good boy. A certain bear in town told us you have a passion for something that would help us finish you off nicely." Andrew blinked, slightly confused. He saw the larger dalmatian climb up on the bed, leaning against the footboard, putting his arms up on it. He spread his legs. His knotted, swollen dick up in the air. Andrew murred and licked his lips, wondering if he was as musky as the ruder dalmatian But then the dalmatian pushed his foot paws forwards, grabbing the fox's cock between his toes. Andrew cried out, thrusting upwards.

"Fuck YES!" And the toes started wriggling up and down his cock, teasing over it. His big toes squeezing and rubbing at his cock head. Andrew cried out, his cock erupting in a fountain of precum. He felt it being smeared all over his own length and how slick and gooey the in betweens of the toes felt. The other male climbed up onto the headboard, sitting up on it. He foot paws stepped down on the fox's face, rubbing them back and forth on both sides of his face. These paws were just as filthy as the rest of the dalmatian Dirty, sweat and grimy foot gunk coated them, and smeared into his fur. It felt disgusting, and utterly arousing. The fox lapped reflexively at the male's paws, coughing at the strong flavor. But he licked again for more. He could feel thick gooey mess on his tongue on each lick, and he fucking loved it. The dalmatian chucked.

"Pawslut."

"Not as much as you"

"....Shut up." The larger's big paws continued working all over Andrew's cock, edging him closer and closer. His body twisted and his cock pulsed. He didn't know how long he'd last. He pulled one of his toes into his muzzle, suckling on it eagerly. He murred loudly, pulling on his shackles some more. He was tensing hard, feeling himself edging rapidly and knew he'd go WAY over. Only after a few more seconds, he lost it. His cock sputtered and shot, coating the larger dalmatian's paws with cum. They got all messy and slick with the white fluid.

"Yess...that's it fox...get my feet all nice and cummy." As the fox's orgasm drew to a close. The smaller dalmatian licked his lips.

"Oh fuck dog. I need those paws right fucking now!" He slid his paws off of Andrew's face, smearing the messy foot gunk on it as he did. He jumped over Andrew, and buried his face in the other dalmatian's paws. He nuzzled into them, lapping hungrily. He was inadvertently grinding his tail hole back against the fox's swollen dick, right on the head. Andrew whimpered as it felt kinda nice. All three male's were heavily knotted now, cock stuck out of their sheathes. The dalmatian sat up, and the two of them started to kiss passionately. Andrew blushed hard, watching the erotic scene. The larger one started to twist the smaller one's nipples. Their cocks frotted together frantically. "Oh fuck dog. You're making me so hot right now. I can't hold it back anymore. Let's go somewhere and get so fucking nasty!" The larger dalmatian smacked his ass hard, and then both got up, still aggressively pawing at each other as they left the room. They left the door left cracked open just slightly, and through it he could hear the sound of males talking. He thought he could even hear laughing too. He wondered if they were laughing at the two nude males pawing at each other or if they were talking about what they did to him. He hoped it was about him.