The Forest; Badgers and Foxes.
| Hey guys, This is my first piece of work ever posted on the internet!!! Yay!! It's a short yiffy, and its my first yiff-literature, so bear with me if its unbearable. Also, those who dislike profanity of sorts should be cautioned, as it is used gratuitously. Criticism is, of course, welcome, as are suggestions. Hope you enjoy!! The Forest ; the First book The Conflict of bounds "What the fuck?" Said Ed, staring at his platter. "What is this?" "Cleaned leaves and berries." Said Patio, walking with him. "New menu." "No shit." Ed grumbled, sitting in a vacant seat at the halls end. Patio sat next to him, and began to eat. Ed looked around the great room. Today, the eating area was rather full. This was because of the rain season, of course-homes were often flooded, nests destroyed and such. The Rain mattered little to Ed and Patio, as the ant had a small hill on the inside of a hollow stump near the tobacco field, and the fieldmouse was situated nicely in a hovel under a secure rock elsewhere. Birds, bugs and other forest denizens filled the room, flying, screeching, howling, calling and generally making asses of themselves. They sat in clutters around the room, which was the inside of a great, massive oak-called "The Great Oak" or just "The Oak", it was a refuge for all creatures when some sort of disaster struck the area, such as hunting season or, of course, the rain seasons. This particular rain season was quite chaotic, Ed had noted-the beaver dam to the west had broken, flooding many homes and killing a few. Trees had fallen, crushing homes and killing others. It rained continuously. The only good factor, as far as Ed was concerned, was that the tobacco crop would be plentiful when the rain stopped. Ed was a smoker. He would take some tobacco from the field where he was situated, dry it, wrap it into a tight coil, then smoke freely. It was his marking trait, as no other creature in the woodland smoked. Not that it diminished the ants reputation-he was still the tough, old, and respected creature other denizens would come to for advice. Patio the fieldmouse was Eds' oldest friend. He was a witty creature, when he wanted to be. Most of the time, though, he seemed nonchalant and passive. Unlike Ed, Patio did not smoke, but he did grow crop for the other creatures in the woodland. So, despite his uncaring persona, Patio the fieldmouse was well loved and respected throughout the community. "Where's Stevenson today?" Ed asked, finally biting into some leaves, which he soon began to devour. "Busy I suspect." Patio replied. "He's on duty in the kitchen shift today. Poor bastard." He added as a hungry fox pup screamed loudly. "Yeah." Ed stood up, having finished up his meal. "I'm gonna head home, mate." He walked out, returning Patios' wave. It was still raining outside when Ed reached the doorway. Sighing, he scampered off south, down the hill and towards the fields. He reached home in a manner of about 10 minutes, after much slipping, falling and cursing. He was soaked. He ran into the hollow stump and slid into his hole-home. It was modest, but comfy-it was two rooms, one adorned with a small wooden bed laden with soft green leaves, the other, two chairs and a fireplace with a stove. Shaking himself off, he lept, gratefully, into his bed and was asleep in minutes. Ed awoke the next morning, lit a cigarette, and made off in the direction of the Great Oak. He arrived at what was, in short, a mess. The doors were ripped off their wooden hinges, and inside, food from the previous night was askew, tables overturned, and to the Ants shock, copious amounts of blood on the floor. He spotted Patio across the room, at the somehow still standing serving line. "What the Hell happened?!" Ed Excalimed. "Stevensons' here." Patio sighed and looked around the room. "He went into the back room for a sec, said he'll explain when he comes back." "You weren't here?" "No, thank God. But from what I hear from Steve, something big went down." At that moment, Stevenson the Sparrow hobbled in from the kitchen room, a bloodied bandage around his head. Steve was the most intellectual creature in this-or any other-forest. He was responsible for charting the seasons, planning the layout of the Great Oak refuge and was, in short, about as intelligent as a human scientist. He had even created glasses for himself, which he now wore lopsided on his head. "Steve!" Ed and Patio ran up to the bird. "What happened?" Stevenson sighed and adjusted his glasses. "After you and Pat left, I was still here on kitchen duty. Lots were still here-birds, bugs, the general lot. But..." "What??" Ed asked, anxious. "There were two others. Foxes....and Badgers." Eds heart seemed to skip a modest beat. The Foxes and Badgers of these woods had a long, very long history of hate for one another. They mostly avoided each other at times, as to not fight in the midst of the public, but...had something happened last night to set them off? "I was serving dinner last night," Steve continued "And I noticed something....although foxes sat on the far east corner, and Badgers on the far west, I noticed a vixen and a badger were staring at each other the entire time." "It was around midnight -many were still here-when the badger and the vixen rose, walked to the middle of the room and....and...." "What happened?" Patio pressed. Steve blushed and looked down, twiddling his feathers. "They started....er..." "Out with it!" Ed demanded, tired of the suspense. "Fucking." Steve said quickly. Ed and Patio looked at each other slowly, the back at Steve. "Pardon?" "The Badger mounted the vixen and they just went at it. Hard." Steve shuddered. "In the great Oak, too...." "Fucking." Ed said, bewildered. "Fornicating." Patio put in. "Screwing." Steve sighed. "They went at it for a good half-hour, with everyone watching in total shock, until they, ahem, finished..."Steve blushed awkwardly. "It was ridiculous, how it all happened-I couldn't believe my eyes..." "Can't believe I missed it...."Patio chuckled. "When they finished," Steve continued, both he and Ed ignoring Patios comment, "It went crazy! The foxes and badgers ripped each other apart! Animals were running and flying away, screaming, from the melee!" "When you say 'Ripped apart'...."Patio began, grinning. Stevenson gave the mouse a horrified look. "I meant they were fighting each other! The two who had copulated were wisped out when it began, and it ended about half an hour later, when they all ran back to their homes." There was a pause as the depth of the situation of the situation sank in. "This is serious." Ed said quietly. "Everyone's being called to choose sides." Steve said miserably. "It's an all out war." "Now, hold on a sec." Patio held up his paws. Wouldn't the relationship of a vixen and a badger influence the factions view on one another? It would call a ceasefire." "I thought the same thing." Steve nodded. "But its gotten messy. The foxes are claiming it was rape, while the Badgers have yet to release a statement." There was another pause as the three of them thought. Suddenly, Ed, pulling out his cigarette, rolled his eyes and made for the door. "The Hell I'm letting war happen in my forest. Lets go talk to these horny bastards." Patio Shrugged and followed, while Steve hesitated. "What about this mess?" "Let someone else take care of it, Your shifts over." Patio called back. Steve hesitated for a split second longer, then fluttered up to catch up with his friends. |
| The foxes considered themselves fantastically regal, which was ironic when one considered that their homes were the built-in burrows on the downward slopes to the east edge of the forest. The trio was stopped for a brief moment by a pair of Fox lookouts, but, seeing it was the infamously tough (and notably neutral) Ed, they let him pass, not wanting to suffer a beating at his small-but tough-hands. The Trio was eyed in surprise by pairs of foxes and vixens who didn't know better, but eventually made their way towards the largest hovel in the little settlement. Passing through the covering of the entrance, they were greeted by what seemed to be a meeting of the fox elders and Alphamale. Ed growled and put out his Cigarette, and was nodded at in respect from the older members of the fox clans, some whispering in concern as to how the Alphamale, Sevanon, would react to the old ant. Sevanon, who sat at the head of the circle, was a large fox in his prime, the bulkiest, and based on Stevensons' observations of him, considerably the stupidest creature in the forest. He glared at the ant impudently, and rose to confront him. "What right do you have entering upon our meeting, ant?" The elders shook their head in disappointment at this brash and rude statement. Ed spit on the ground before him. He never liked Sevanon. Strength was certainly something to be admired, but only if you had the intelligence of how and when to wield it-and this fox didn't have it. He had gained the position of Alphamale three months ago, and tried immediately to state a law that said all vixens within the forest were to be mated with him at his pleasure, stating that their children would be stronger, faster, etc. He called these offspring "Superfoxes." The outrage at this proclamation was so intense that he almost immediately lost his position, until he backed down. He had yet to be forgiven for it, but was, by report of the fox elders, improving...slightly. Ed smirked. "I hear that some funny business went down last night at the Oak." He stated nonchalantly. The fox growled dangerously. "Funny business? My sister was raped!" Ed raised an eyebrow. This changed the game a bit. "Your sister?" "Yes." Sevanon spoke slowly now, as if to a child. "My. Sister." The elders fur bristled at the insolence of the young fox. "Tell me..."Said Ed after a moment of thought, "Your sister...does she have a mate?" The Alphamale looked taken aback for a moment, then laughed. "No. No one in the tribe may have my sister. All of the elders turned towards Ed, some of them, the ones who had hated the foxes, glaring at him as to not even consider what he was thinking, and others, who were more lenient towards their ancient rivals, their eyes screaming silent messages towards him. Then, Ed understood. "Ah. I see. Well, thank you for your time." And, turning quickly, left the hovel and ran back towards the Oak, a confused Patio and Stevenson in tow. "So, wait," Said Patio, a paw under his chin, eyes squinted in thought. He sat at a table that had been put back up at the Great Oak, and they were the only ones within it at the moment. All of the other creatures, it seemed, feared for all-out war, and had stayed as far from that place as possible. "So you think in desperation for sex, the vixen seduced a strong male badger, as she was off limits in her own faction?" "That's my only explanation." Ed sighed, lighting up another cigarette. "I 'spose it's possible Sevanon could have forced her into sex, what with his failure to pass that act a couple of months ago, but she would have told someone, right?" "A sex-deprived vixen looking to fuck a badger?" Steve shook his head. "Even if she was so horny, she knew the hatred between their tribes. Why didn't she just corner one of her own? Ed blew a puff of smoke. "The punishment, from what I've heard, is the crushing of testicles-or death-for anyone looking to screw the Alpha's sister." "But, then, why a badger?" Patio pointed out. "A raccoon, bears...lots would have willingly mated a vixen in heat." Ed nodded at this. "True, true...we really should get the badgers insight on this, before drawing any conclusions. They release a statement yet, Steve?" "Not that I know of." "Well, more a reason to ask them, then." He stood up, and they went out towards the Forest North Point. The badgers lived among the rocks in the north of the wood, their homes caves in the rock wall. The group got past the guards with no trouble at all here, the lookouts bowing their heads respectively as they let the little posse pass. Lord Auburn was young, but wise for his age. He was known for being a pacifist, and holding a deep respect for life. They found him meditating on the highest point of the settlement. Steve tapped the badger's foot paw. He opened his eyes and looked down at the little group. "Ah. Yes. You are here to see Raynon." Auburn sighed. He looked tired, weary, older than his years. "No, we just want to know what happened," Steve said hastily. "From your point of view." Auburn considered this for a moment. "You smell of fox." He said suddenly. "'Course." Ed grinned. "We need both sides of the story, don't we?" Auburn grinned back. "Of course. Well," He turned and lay on his stomach, to get a better view of the trio. "What happened was this; The vixen, Adashia, and Raynon, have been seeing each other for quite some time. They truly love each other, I believe." Auburn sighed. "That will make the situation all the more difficult for them." "We aim to help you in every possible way," Steve consulted the badger. Auburn went on. "Apparently, last night, their emotions, which had been bottled up for so long, erupted. There was no rape." "We didn't believe so, either." Ed gave the badger lord a hard look. "Now that we have both sides of the story, we can confront Sevanon on the grounds that Adashia gave consent." Auburn thought for a moment, then sat up. "Yes," He said decisively. "It will work. Sevanon has no argument, and the elders will be there to keep him in check." "Good." Patio grinned. "Let's make arrangements for the trial." The trial took place two days later, in the great oak. The Badgers and foxes, alongside the trio, were all that were allowed to attend, besides the jury of course, which was made up of wholly different species from the surrounding forest area. Stevenson presented the case to the crowd of foxes and badgers, standing on the serving platform. "Today, Raynon, badger, is charged with the rape of Adashia the Vixen. Penalty is death, via the ripping of the throat by the Alphamale of the opposing party." His face turned white at this, and he gave an uneasy glance to Sevanon, who was sitting towards the front, grinning wickedly. "T-the charge," He continued, "Is very serious, and has been called to trial by favor of the 'Victim', Adashia, and the badger lord, Auburn. Raynon will first present his case, then the vixen will give her account, consensual or not, to the jury. Proceed." And the Sparrow fluttered off. A large badger was pushed forward to take the place of Stevenson, with whispers of encouragement. Ed, standing behind the platform, noticed the badgers features. He had an intelligent look about him, large, and serious. He hoped the jury would see the innocence of this young-but horny-lad. Raynon spoke loudly, clearly, despite the glares he was getting from some of the foxes. "Adashia and I met around 4 months ago." He stated. "Despite...blood differences, we really hit it off. I don't believe that because our brethren fought one another, we should have to carry on that hatred." At this, the jury seemed to give a collective nod of sympathy. "That night, when we...ah...came together," Patio was heard snorting loudly in the background, followed by a smack and a grumble from a peeved Ed. The Badger went on, unperturbed. "We had proclaimed our love for one another earlier that night. I asked her to be my mate." At this, there was an uproar from some of the foxes, which Ed stopped with much bellowing and shouting. He nodded at Raynon to continue. "She said yes, and, well, I admit we let our emotions get the better of us. We love each other," He gave an exasperated sigh, "Can't you just let that be?" He walked off to his brethren. "He's mine..." Sevanon growled. Adashia was to appear next. When she stepped from her place, hidden in a room behind the stand, the jaw of every creature who had seen her before-and some who had seen her before still-dropped to the ground. She was beautiful. No other explanation or word fit her better-her glistening red fur shone off the sunlight shining in from a window above, her clever, green eyes surveying the crowd for her beloved, and her smile charming and enthralling all the males. Her breasts were not grossly large, not small-perfectly right, the nipples barely showing through the purple cloth veil she wore to the event. And, to be blunt, she had a great ass. She walked with the grace of some sort of princess or queen to the podium, and began her story, to the captivated audience of awed males and peeved females. "I love Raynon." Was the first thing she said. "I want to be with him for the rest of my life." Was the second. "I gave full consent the night he..." She blushed. "M-mounted me, and this trial should not even be happening. At least, not in this way, not for me and my mate." At this, her eyes shot to her brother, who gave a sudden roar and stood quickly. "Adashia!! Why Lie?! I am here! I will protect you!" "No, Sev..."Tears sprung to the vixen's unrealistically beautiful face. "I do not love you, brother...though you may think so, so twisted and sick as you are...and..." She choked. "You...raped me more than once." The courtroom erupted, and Sevanon, leaping for his sisters throat, was pinned down and held, snarling, by a pair of badgers and foxes. Stevenson fluttered to Adashia, landing in front of her. "Miss, are you sure, is what you say true?" She nodded, crying silently. "I..." she whispered. "I will tell you..." And she did. She told of how she had been bathing one night, a year ago, alone in a lake not far from the forest. She told of how her brother appeared, shaft hardened, at full length, and pinned her down on the shore. She told of how he slowly rubbed her pussy with its head, and shoved it in with full force, stealing her virginity from her. His cold claws on her naked breasts, pinching her nipples, constantly slipping in and out of her, her screaming and trying to escape from under his weight. He threatened her with her life should she continue to cry, and she was forced to stop herself as she continued to bob slowly, her brother moaning and yelping quietly over her. "Addy...You are so warm...so tight...so fresh..." His sickened thoughts as he took his sisters innocence were whispered into her ear, which he bit. He spanked her so hard for so long, marks remained for a week after. He pushed her onto her back and held down her arms, forcing her legs up with the strength of his thrusts, kissing her deeply. She bit his tongue, and he cried out in pain, slapping her hard across the muzzle. Finally, with a roar, he pulled out and erupted onto his sister's face, breasts and chest. Without a second glance, he told her to keep her silence, and to go and clean herself before returning to her home. She was left crying silently as he walked away, her brother's seed coating her and dripping softly onto the sand around her. The vixen stood silent after her account was given, eyes hidden, the sound of her teardrops hitting the wooden floor. It was now silent in the entire Oak, a deep, horrified, disgusted silence. All eyes were on Sevanon. His eyes were blood red with rage, and with unreal force, he sprang up from under his captors and leapt towards his sister. "You'll die for that, you whore!!" He screamed pathetically. He never reached her. A silver blur knocked him out of the air and into the wall hard, cracking the fox's skull, and painting the oak wall red with blood. Lord Auburn stood up from where he had hit Sevanon, sighing heavily. He nodded at Adashia. Unanimously, the couple was declared innocent. 3 days later, Stevenson was scurrying down the path leading to a lake out, far out of the forest area, far from the one where Adashia had been raped. One of his many duties was calling to him, one of the few he enjoyed. Raynon and Adashia had been married earlier that day, and this evening, their marriage would be consummated, that is, officially. Stevenson's job, being held as the most intelligent and well respected creature in terms of honesty, was to observe and record the first courtship ritual, or rather their first recorded mating after marriage. Stevenson blushed self-consciously at this. It was a job that was fun to watch, but it was always somewhat awkward, but it was the burden of having a higher intellect and being too trustworthy-but remembering Adashia's luscious body, imagining it unclothed, he sped up his pace unintentionally. Arriving at the lake, he saw the ground had been covered with rose petals, alongside some small jars of lube, should they be necessary. Farther from the petals was Steve's oak table, having been set up there earlier by some assistants. He would record the mating from there. By law, the two would arrive separately, naked, prepared. What this was meant to do was to make them more attractive to their mate, and Raynon showed up first. He was flaccid, but even then the length and size was something to admire. His fur shown clean in the moonlight, some of his fur near his balls cut off, his muscles seemingly larger. The two acknowledged each other in a mutual, businesslike manner, and waited anxiously for Adashia to show. A few minutes passed, and Adashia appeared through the bushes. Stevenson's heart race sped up just at her sight-She was radiant, her breasts round, red and full, her legs smooth, her fur cleans and smelling of some flower. Her tail swayed side to side as she approached her beloved, who was now fully erect. They began. They held each other passionately, kissing deeply, until Raynon coyly grabbed Adashias naked rear. She squealed, and he, smiling, lay her down gently. She spread her legs, revealing her glistening, wet lips, wet with the juices of anticipation, ready to be filled with badger meat. Raynon, guiding with his paw, obliged. He slid the head in slowly, Adashia shivered in blatant anticipation, and Raynon breathed heavily for a moment, and then slid the entirety of his cock into her. The vixen gave small gasps of pleasure has he began to pump her, and wet, patting sounds breaking the otherwise calm silence as he brought his hips to hers again and again. They began to move in a basic rhythm, making progress. She was burning up his member with the heat her pussy made, and its sheer tightness made Raynon shocked to remember that she was not a virgin. She was panting and moaning after about ten minutes, close to orgasm. She raised her legs and screamed his name, grabbing his shoulders; "RAYNON!!!" A sound that carried far away as she came, her juices spurting out of her lips and coating Raynons still moving cock. The Badger wasn't done. He ordered, gruffly, "Get on your hands and knees." As he continued to pump her. He hadn't come yet. Surprised, Adashia obliged willingly. He continued to hump her, his thrusts faster and deeper, making her close to her second orgasm already. Just as she was about to, however, Raynon slid out and brought the head of his shaft up a bit, ticking her tailhole. She yelped. "What are you doing?" "Please..." The badgers voice was pleading. "Please...let me do...your tail..." Adashia seemed shocked, but, considering it, she grinned. "Just don't rip me apart, love.." Raynon smiled widely and scrambled up. He parted her buttox and, taking a pawful of lube from a nearby jar, coated her tailhole with it, occasionally sticking a finger or two in there, making her yelp in pleasure. Then he started. He lightly pushed the head against the virgin tailhole, until it popped in; Adashia grabbed handfuls of the ground and struggled not to cry out. Raynon, panting, pushed in a little further, and soon, she began to pant too. After a little while, Raynons member was halfway into Adashias ass. He began to slide it in and out. Adashia couldn't help but to moan loudly as he slid into and out of her, going a little deeper with each reentry. He went a little faster, and Adashia, eager, and hungry for more, pushed her butt up against his hips. After a while, with enough rhythm, Raynons cock was fully submerged in Adashia, her tailhole spread wide and welcoming. Adashia, tears streaming down her face, was loving every minute of it as her lovers dick pushed her insides out of the way with every thrust. Finally, it happened. Raynon suddenly picked up the pace, panting and grunting more. Then, with an incredible roar, he came inside of Adashias tailhole, with her screaming as she felt the hot semen coat her insides and spurt out of her, dripping down the back of her legs. Raynon, exhausted, pulled out and sat down, still panting. Adashia, her anus in incredible pain but her body in ecstasy, turned around, grabbed Raynons member, and engulfed it hungrily. Raynon roared again, and put both paws onto the back of her head, forcing her further down his shaft as she sucked up what sperm was left inside of him, cleaning his balls and shaft at the same time. Finally, she finished, sat up, licked her lips, grinning naughtily, then collapsed onto the chest of her husband. Stevenson, very red and sweating profusely, wrote down on his sheet that the couple had, indeed, copulated, then got up and sneaked back to the Great Oak, leaving both the sleeping pair and a dripping white stain on the table's underside behind. The End. |