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A Broken Promise

A stone skipped across a lonely pond, thrown by a fox sitting on the bank of the pond.

Velasquez watched the ripples created by the rock he threw as he contemplated things that had occurred a month ago.

His mind flashed back to that last day he was with Justin.

...

Captain Velasquez and his rangers were already dressed and downstairs in the dining hall of the tavern.

Justin, Fritz and the two hyenas were the last to the table.

They all ate a meal before Velasquez eventually took Justin aside to inform him on what was going to happen.

Justin was in disbelief at first, "You're leaving me!?"

The fox calmed the blue jay's worries, "We've already gotten you to Mr. Fuchs. He is a good man, he's sure to be the one who can help you get home, but we rangers still have an obligation to the forest and all who live in it." He watched the bird's expression grow more solemn, "Do you understand?"

Justin nodded reluctantly, "I just feel like I'm being taken further away from my family instead of to them..."

Velasquez sighed, "Yes... It's all very complicated. We would love to stay, we're not the only rangers of the whole state, but we're the ones for this county. It's our job, our paid job, to protect this forest and her people."

Justin grew more distressed, "And Fritz is going to help me?"

The fox blatantly lied to the bird, using the same kind fatherly smile he always used, "Of course. You just have to learn to trust city folk better. They do not move at the same pace as you natives. They have all the luxury to wait, while you must fight for your survival. That's just life." He kissed the bird's hand, "I will miss you, as will all of the rangers, and we wish you good luck on your journey."

After that, the rangers left with Velasquez, leaving Justin alone with Ambassador Fuchs.

Ben felt concern for the bird. He tugged on his captain's cape, "Captain? Are you sure we should just be leavin' the boy out 'ere?"

The fox just kept going, "He'll be fine, he'll be living at the embassy upon the lap of luxury, waited on hand and paw like a king."

Ben was still worried, "Then, when will he see his family again? His wife and his kid?"

The fox muttered, "Who knows..." before offering an answer to the dog, "He'll see them when he sees them, not before or after, simple as that. Now, let's go home, boys! I'm sure Connie's got a hot pot of paella and some nice juicy steaks all waiting for us when we get there!"

...

Then he left him there, abandoning the bird when he'd needed the rangers, left him in the hands of Ambassador Fuchs, a man with very strange tastes.

Velasquez threw another stone as he contemplated whether he was in the right leaving him. The rangers couldn't just devote themselves to one mourning father. And besides, he'd been paid by Chief Nestor to assassinate the bird.

The fox wasn't the type to get his paws dirty that quickly, so doing this instead, leaving the bird to become a sex puppet for that spoiled queer of an ambassador was a more suitable fate for one who tried to disrupt the flow of progress.

The revenue and riches those birds had been bringing in was starting to reduce the crime rates in this region. The fox's dream to see this forest become a peaceful, safe place for his new future offspring was coming true... Even if he'd had to lie to a single bird plus his own troop to get to it. But they'll understand, they surely will once there was no more need for rangers in these woods, no more fighting.

The fox stood up, brushing his pants clean before he turned to return home.

...

Justin woke up to the now familiar feeling of his cock enveloped in warmth. The bird opened his eyes and smiled when he saw Alice's pretty face.

The young otteress licked her lover before she dismounted him.

The bird was quick to climb upon the lady's back, then stab himself back up in her warm sheath.

The otter panted as she clawed at the mattress beneath her, letting the bird breed her as if she wanted to have his half-bird, half-otter babies; if only that were possible. She giggled when he preened her neck, it always tickled her when he did that, then moaned as he filled her with another expert thrust.

No male ever made Alice feel more wanted than Justin did, she could almost say, she'd fallen for the handsome jay bird.

Justin, in turn, could not deny the emotion the female wrung from him each time he was with her. She was as feisty as any hen he ever knew. He wished he could take her as a wife.

Village society did not put a limit on how many mates a bird could take, though most chose monogamy. Justin and Kali, even before they'd married, both believed sharing with others could actually strengthen their bonds. They had had lovers before they chose one another as mates, then they tried to be a monogamous couple, but when Maureen came into the picture... Then, he had two wives.

Justin wondered if Alice would accept being a third wife. She wasn't raised in that sort of society, she was born in the city, where family values strongly suggested marriage must be between a man and a woman, and both must be faithful and forsake all others.

His musings ended suddenly when his climax hit him like a lightning bolt. The bird straightened as if he'd been shocked and trilled loudly as his progeny spilled into Alice's fertile womb. The bird didn't know, couldn't know because he hadn't been around mammals long enough, but the otter was in heat. Her body was asking for a baby, though the otteress wasn't ready to be a mother yet.

Alice purred as Justin soothed her burning need with seed that would never take root in her, but that was just fine for her. She nuzzled the bird as he kept shooting inside her. The two fell back on the mattress with Justin still inside her, still shooting the last few strands of his baby-makers.

Alice was on heat leave for the next week at least until her body decided to behave; she was going to spend that week entirely at his side so she did not slip up, especially in an embassy filled to the brim with horny male weasels of all shapes and sizes who'd be all too happy to fuck her full of their babies.

It was the time of year when all jills had to suffer the pains of estrus and the relentless hunting of horny males driven by their lust. Alice had been on the bad end of it before, raped by her older brother... She didn't take his seed, but then she could no longer stay at home lest the other men in her family couldn't control themselves.

She kissed Justin, the only male she felt safe with, especially right now.

He kissed her back then noticed that she had been crying. Justin asked her.

Alice petted him. He had to know. "Do you know about estrus, Justin?"

The bird hadn't heard the word, "No..."

The otteress brushed his beak, "When one of us girls goes into heat?"

Justin understood that. The vixen, Constance, she was in heat and Velasquez mated with her. Justin looked at Alice, "You mean, it's the time when you can have a baby."

She nodded, "For otters, it's pups, but yes.. Weasels like me... We all have a special time of year when all of us girls, we get to that point, then all the men around us find it hard to control themselves." She caressed his plumage, "I'm not ready... I don't want to be a mom yet... But my body is saying I need it and..." She began to tear up, "You'll keep me safe, won't you, Justin? You're not a weasel, not a mammal... Do birds have heat?"

Justin shook his head, "No. For me and Kali, we just had to keep trying every night until we struck gold." He chuckled, before he pecked Alice, "If you need me to keep you safe, I'll do what I can."

Alice kissed him, "Then keep fucking me, Justin... Maybe you can make my body think you're making a baby in me."

Justin chuckled, "Oh, I am a noted expert in baby making, darling." Then they grew silent as Justin and Alice separated, but only so Justin could take the missionary position over her.

He licked her small breasts, then tugged on her puffy nipples with his beak.

Justin sank himself back inside her then he was hers once again for the next hour or so.

...

Fritz closed his pet's bedroom door to leave the lovebirds alone. While the stoat had intended to keep Justin to himself, he couldn't deny that he looked much happier with Alice.

The stoat had a heart somewhere behind that horndog exterior he put up everyday. A cruel master would have had that otter taken out then raped until she became pregnant, for stealing his pet from him, but Fritz was already feeling bad for keeping Justin away from his family. The bird deserved this bit of happiness for what he and Velasquez had done to him. That Velasquez may have allowed his views on peace to become skewed, but Fritz came from a big family with strong ties. And it was just wrong to let this bird live in a lie.

Irving saw his uncle was deep in thought, so he left Fritz's breakfast on his desk for him. "Uncle... Your food is here."

Fritz acknowledged his favorite nephew, "Good, good... You can have the rest of the day off if you'd like, Irving." He smiled genuinely for the boy.

Irving was surprised, but eagerly accepted, "Oh... Oh thank you, Uncle..." He hugged his uncle/employer, kissed both of his cheeks then ran off to see what mischief he could get into since he didn't have anything to do now.

Fritz smiled, "Oh... That boy's going to be a fine governor someday." The stoat sniffed away a tear that had threatened to come out, then sat down at his desk to eat his breakfast.

...

Back in the room, Alice churred dreamily as Justin plunged a third batch of his baby-making seed deep inside her.

The otteress licked her avian mate as he flooded her womb and satisfied her body's urges. "I love you." The words came out and she didn't try to stop them.

Justin heard and he kissed her, "And I love you, Alice."

...

In the village, Maureen was suffering the same pains as Alice. She had also entered estrus and right now her body was burning for her to make a new brother or sister for Iomer.

The pine marten didn't want to have another, Iomer was enough for her. At least, for now... She could wait until he was older before she decided she wanted to have another.

Right now, with Javin away, helping the others in farming the crops, Maureen was laid out while Kali ate her swollen pussy.

The blue jay was overpowered by her mate's pungent heat, but she was going to make sure her mate wasn't in pain, not until Javin came home. He could make love to her, and convince her body she'd been satisfied.

...

Meanwhile, 17 year-old Irving was in his room trying to decide if he should dress for his day off. The stoat always found it very important to look his best, that's what his dad taught him, that's what his uncle taught him. But, every time he would turn his head, a strange scent would hit him. That never happened, except around spring time, well it was February so they weren't far from that. He smelled it back home with his sisters, with his mother.

He remembered one night two years ago he had been working hard on some arithmetic problems when his older sister had come into his room, which he shared with his big brother. His brother wasn't home, and he'd been who Sis was looking for.

The stoatess, who was 18 at the time and should have known better than to trap a teen who didn't know about estrus, just couldn't help herself.

She locked the door, then let her gown fall allowing the 15 year-old his first sight of a naked female.

Irving didn't know what was going on, but his crotch had had an immediate response to what he'd just seen.

Before he could blink, his sister was on her knees in front of him, she'd unbuckled his school trousers then had his virgin cock in her mouth. "Gerti..." He remembered saying before losing his voice in that moment.

His big sister, Gertrude sucked on his penis like it was the last one in the world, nibbling on the ridges of his foreskin, licking right over his urethra, suckling right on his mushroom cap.

The stoat, who'd only used his own paw before then, orgasmed quickly and his sister guzzled down all his young body had to give.

Then, she could have just left it at that, let the boy enjoy the aftermath of his first blowjob, but her pussy ached, urging her to let him have another first, the most important first a boy would ever experience.

Gertrude didn't leave it there. She pulled his trousers off the rest of the way. She helped the boy stand on wobbly legs, then she leaned over the bed he shared with his big brother. She looked back at him with her tail held to the side with one paw.

The boy approached her. He was on his knees and he lapped her warm vulva, just as she'd done for him. She moaned fitfully, needfully as the boy feasted on her sinful pussy. She felt the boy go up from her pussy, she was going to tell him to stay, then she felt his tongue in her anus. Oh, the boy had some idea on what girls liked it seemed. This made her shiver more than the tongue in her pussy. When she couldn't take it anymore, she practically screamed for her brother to mount her.

He did, then with some awkward poking and some patient encouraging from his sister, Irving had made that leap from boyhood into malehood, the instant he slid inside his sister's tight pussy.

The 17 year-old held his erection as he continued dreaming about his first time with her. He remembered how hot she was, it was like sticking his cock in a wet, sticky hole.

Gertrude urged him desperately to mate with her and 15 year-old Irving did his best to satisfy his big sister. His first time, he didn't last more than five minutes until he felt his young balls clench and he inseminated his big sister in that moment.

Gerti panted when she felt his seed flow into her, knowing most likely his teenage sperm would find an egg inside her and then... She should have felt shame for this, but how could something that felt so good be shameful.

In the present day, 17 year-old Irving shuddered as he shot his young seed into a wash basin normally used for cleaning his face, or other areas when he didn't have time for a bath. He sat half-naked on a wooden chair and licked his own cum off his palm as he continued to think about Gertrude. They kept up their private affair for the next week until their brother came home from a fishing trip.

His big brother, it seemed, could already smell what they'd been up to but kept quiet.

One day, Irving had come to their room after using the privy when he heard Gertrude's moans through the bedroom door. It didn't take long for Irving to put two and two together. He opened the door as quietly as he could and so, he saw his big brother mating with their sister, seemingly trying to breed his own pup into her even though Irving's had already had a week-long head start.

Irving understood, when she came to his room, looking for their brother, she wanted him to impregnate her, not Irving. She picked Irving as a last resort.

It was soon after that his sister became pregnant. When their parents, especially Governor Fuchs himself, heard, they were furious their daughter had forsaken all her teachings. When asked who the male was, she panicked and said it was Irving.

Irving would never forget the immense disappointment in his father's dark green eyes.

After that, Irving was put on a carriage to the southernmost part of their state to live with his uncle.

The young adult sighed, while he saw that his cum had made the water in the basin turn misty. He wiped his privates clean, then got dressed for a day out on the town.

He was on his way out when he caught that damned smell again. Estrus, now he knew what to call that contemptible drug that made females writhe in pain and made males like him turn stupid. His nose led him to a storage closet down the hall from his own room. He could have stopped, but the estrus had already drugged his young mind. The door was unlocked. He pulled and was immediately beset by the sight of a pretty young ferret on her knees.

She gasped as soon as she heard the door open, then was in awe at the handsome beast in front of her, while she was on the floor, her fingers shoved in her crotch like some uncultured animal.

Irving smelled her heat, now no longer marred by the wooden door blocking him from her. A grin spread across his face, "Do you need any help with that, Miss... Clementine, isn't it?"

She nodded, drunk on her own heat.

Irving stepped into the closet, closed the door behind himself, then helped the ferret up and out of her clothes.

Before long, both were naked, then he had her beneath him, sucking on his cock while he feasted on her heated pussy. This closet was cramped, but the floor offered enough space for a tight 69 between the couple.

It didn't take too long before both of them got bored with this.

Irving got off of the ferret. He turned her over onto all fours, mounted her then he thrust inside her, once again feeling the tight warmth of a needy female begging for his pup. Irving bit his jill on the scruff of her neck then fucked her to his heart's delight, holding a paw over her muzzle so her moans were muffled.

She licked desperately at his paw and Irving realized he'd used his masturbating paw. He let her lick the tiniest slivers of his musk from his palm while he continued to pump into her.

Irving was a little older now, a little better practiced thanks to his uncle taking the boy down to the local brothels whenever the teen was feeling antsy. Irving experienced females of different sizes and shapes. He'd also had his first experiences with other males, and decided he liked males too. But that was there, right now, he had some stoat babies to make with a pretty ferret.

Irving anchored himself to the floor. He felt his claws on his feet dig into the wooden boards beneath him as he suddenly released his young seed inside this young female, who he surmised was closer to his own age, maybe one year older, give or take, and he was giving for sure.

The jill moaned into his paw as he erupted for her, flooding her young belly.

When it was done, he let her go and she dropped to the floor.

Irving sat on the floor by her, waiting to see if she was alright.

She felt her heat go away, she didn't know if that meant she was already pregnant, but it was nice to feel that warmth replace that hellish itch. She sat up as she felt his cream coagulate and form a temporary plug inside her. Greedy males and their plugs, she joked. She thanked Irving with a kiss. She certainly wasn't in love with this one, but if she came down with this one's pup, she wouldn't be upset.

Their little kiss ended.

Irving smiled, "Perhaps you should go out first, that way no one would suspect a thing and... You'll probably want to wash yourself out as soon as you get down to the maid's quarters."

Clementine giggled at his frankness, "I'll do that, Mr. Fuchs."

Irving held up a paw, "Mr. Fuchs is my uncle, Clem. I'm just Irving."

Clementine blushed, "Irving, thank you." She took the time to put her uniform back on. She used a wash cloth to plug her pussy so she didn't drip, pulled on her panties, letting Irving have one last look before she tucked herself away. She put her paw on the door, took a deep breath then stepped out.

Once she was gone, Irving took his time in getting his clothes back on. He just knocked up a random girl he'd just met, where could his day go from there?

...

In the meantime, while his nephew was enjoying his day off, Fritz had spent his time writing a letter while also slowly picking at his breakfast. He didn't care for it, but it kept him occupied while he wrote.

...

Justin hugged Alice as she slept following all the lovemaking they'd done over this day. Justin was almost surprised Fritz never came in to ask him of something, or to show him off to one of his friends, it was what Justin had gotten used to over this past month.

Then, almost as if thinking of the stoat summoned him, Fritz came in to Justin's room.

Alice awoke with a startle, using the blanket to shield herself from her employer.

Fritz scoffed in his usual manner, "Oh please, Miss Liddell, I've seen all of it before. Not on you per se, but you know what I'm getting at!" He shook his head, "Justin, I need you and Ms. Liddell up and at 'em right now!"

Justin got up while Alice did so, with the blanket still held in front of her.

Fritz presented a scroll of paper to Justin, "Justin, can you read cursive?"

The blue jay shrugged, "I've been learning like you asked me to, but it's still hard reading all that scribble."

Fritz nodded, "Right." Then he handed the scroll to Alice, "You! I know you can read." He gave it to her, causing Alice to let go of the blanket and allowing him a brief peak of her naked body.

She fought to hold the blanket and open the scroll before she finally groaned in utter frustration then let the damned blanket just fall and let her pervy employer gawk at her naked body all he wanted.

Fritz only offered a playful whistle before politely averting his eyes.

Alice read the letter out loud to Justin,

Dear Justin

These few weeks we've spent with you here in my humble abode, at my side, at every meeting, at dinner, even at night, have all been wonderful. I will forever hold you with the deepest regards.

Which is why, with deep regret I am releasing you from custody as my pet. I promised you before that if I could not help in your quest to return to your family, that I would cut you off clean. Let it be known, I am a stoat of my word. For regretfully, I had not been helping you, but only using you to feed my own selfishness.

I and Herr Charles Thomas Velasquez made a deal that I would keep you here so you would not interfere in the progress your Chief Nestor has done for our southern city of Wiesel Stadt. The truth is your village, opening itself up as a brothel has helped with revenues in our towns, has helped our communities grow as well as your own and so... Velasquez needed you out of the way. Now, I see I was wrong to aid him in this lie, so with a heavy heart, you are freed.

Signed Fritz Fuchs, son of Heinrich Fuchs the Second, first stoat Governor of Wieseland, brother of Heinrich Fuchs the Third, our current governor

Justin looked at Fritz the whole time Alice read the letter, and watched the stoat nod slowly to everything said.

Fritz cleared his throat, "I know there is nothing I can say that can make up for me keeping you here and... Using you. But, I hope I've at least redeemed myself through this. You no longer have to stay here with me, you can go right now. I'll have your bags packed, I'll give you enough money so you can make the trip back and... I will miss you. Weasels, we're hardly as colorful as you birds. It was nice having your beautiful, vibrant blue feathers to grace these halls, but... You know the saying about the caged bird. I'm opening the cage now and I want you to fly. Fly on home to your family. So you're banished, what really is keeping you from marching back in there?"

Justin exhaled, "Nothing... But superstition and fear. Most of the people understand that curses are not real, but Nestor is our chief and what the chief says goes and... As he's helped so many people, even through his own selfishness... He's sure to have many that support him, who will want to defend him. At the same time, many of these are people that I grew up with. Nestor knows the warriors have as much say in the tribe as the elders, if we vote against an action, the elders must secede, it's as simple as that. He removed our warriors, sent us all off to a slaughter so he could take over in our absence."

Fritz kissed Justin, "Go home." Then, he turned to the otter, Alice who stood stunned and naked. "Alice..."

The otteress looked up, "Yes, Mr. Fuchs."

The stoat smiled, "I know the two of you have grown quite close. It would be a crime to separate the both of you... So, I am releasing you into his custody now."

Alice blinked, "You want me to go with Justin?"

The stoat nodded, "You're young, 22 years old, right?"

The otteress nodded, "Yes."

"And do you really wish to waste your life away here in a stuffy old embassy surrounded by lonely horny single males, like me?" He sniffed her, "Especially in your current state."

She blushed, "It's the last thing I want to be mobbed by males..."

"Then go with Justin, the boy is a trained warrior, he can protect you."

Alice looked at the blue jay and smiled, "But, aren't you married, Justin? Wouldn't your mate be upset?"

Justin smiled, "My Kali and I are open. Another female, a pine marten named Maureen, she'd come to live with us a while back, and now she is mated to my wife. You see, our village allows for couples of the same sex to wed, they also allow for us to have multiple mates. I have two wives... If I took you home, I am sure they would love you too."

Alice hugged Justin, "Then I will go with you."

Fritz laughed as the pair embraced before him. "I think the both of you should get dressed first, if you wish to be packed and ready."

Justin blinked, "You're right!"

Fritz snickered as he stepped outside.

Irving came in just then.

The stoat was about to ask when he smelt the fresh scent of a ferret's heat on his nephew. "Irving... What have you done now?"

The young stoat stammered, "Un-Uncle Fritz... Um... I had intended to go out and enjoy myself but... I was distracted. That new ferret maid, Clementine... She was-"

"In heat?" Fritz asked as he gave a most discerning glare to his nephew.

Irving gulped, "Yeah... And..."

"You signed her check with your pen?" The adult teased him with his unusual euphemisms.

The teen's heart raced as his uncle looked upon him, "Yes..."

"So, once again there may be a little Irving Jr.... Just like with your sister?"

Irving was very ashamed of himself for letting his cock get him into trouble again.

Fritz wasn't mad, but it was still fun to see his nephew squirm, "And after all those times I've taught you about self control," which Fritz had little of, "obedience," of which Fritz had none to speak for, "and always avoiding mating with other weasels?" Another blatant hypocrisy; Fritz had likely fathered a couple of his own nieces or nephews with his brothers' spouses. Irving might have well been one of his.

Irving looked like he was ready to pass out.

Fritz smiled, "My boy... You take more after me everyday..." He proudly embraced his nephew/possible son.

Irving felt the air leave him when his uncle hugged him so tightly.

Fritz lovingly kissed his favorite nephew on the lips, "Irving... You really are becoming more like me, and less like that stuffy fancy britches your father pretends to be." He twirled his mustache and stuck his nose up, "Oh, I'm the governor, I'm all serious and shit! Fuckin' riot that. You dad was as bad about bitches and booze as I was. And ya think that wife of his has tamed his bitchsticker? Fuck no! We all have to be all serious for the public, but deep down inside, we are just as naughty as the common folk, and you... You certainly are a Fuchs boy, true to the heart! Sowing your oats before you've even clicked 18!"

Irving blinked, "And you're proud of me?"

Fritz chuckled, "That I am." Then, he had an idea, "Listen... I know my brother sent you here to stay with me, because I guess he somehow thought leaving you in my care would actually teach you not to fuck random females full of your babies" he giggled "but, I know the last thing you want is to spend your days listening to old people argue about politics, right?"

Irving leaned forward, "Are you saying..."

Fritz kissed his nephew again, "You have your whole life ahead of you, Irving. I refuse to let you spend it letting others tell you what's right for you. You have to be a man and decide for yourself, and the only way to do that is for you to strike out on your own!"

Irving tried to protest.

Fritz stopped him, "Not another word! Nothing will deter me from my duties of being the cool parent, since your father's too pussy-whipped to do it himself. I want you to pack your bags, I want you to leave here and find your own life."

He remembered Justin and Alice. "In fact... I've also just released Justin and Alice. The pair of them are going to leave soon. I want you to go with them. Justin is a fine man, 28 years, he'd be a good big brother for you, better than the one who didn't step up for you after Gerti was so quick to point her finger at you."

He smiled, "I've also seen how you look at Alice... Just be careful with her. She's a nice girl, but got some baggage with her, for sure. We've all had problems at some point."

Irving heard everything, "So then... It's goodbye?"

Fritz nodded to his nephew who was getting to be a tall, handsome rogue, much like Heinrich. "After only two years... It feels like we've spent longer than that, I know. I will miss you, and your fabulous cock... Nephew." He chuckled as he playfully patted the teen's genitals through the pants he had on.

Irving perked up, "Alright! I'll start packing right now!"

Fritz nodded, "Go on, I'll tell Justin and Alice while you're busy."

And the teen ran off, tripping briefly over his own feet.

...

It was afternoon by the time the trio had departed from the embassy.

Justin and Alice were up ahead while Irving trailed closely with a heavy bag full of clothes and provisions.

Fritz watched them walk away through his office window. He turned and walked out into the hallway outside his office, "Gilbert?"

The hyena guard in question answered him, "Yes sir?"

Fritz handed a letter to him, "I'll need you to mail this to the police in Wiesel Stadt. This letter will inform them on the illegal activities Captain Charles Velasquez has been privy to. That old fool has let his views become skewed, sold out his own integrity to support a murderer like his precious Chief... Teen prostitution may be allowed in that portion of our state... But at the very least, they must know that murder is still against the law."

Gilbert nodded, "I'll deliver it to the postal office right now!" He left.

Fritz watched him leave before whispering to no one in particular, "Now my rook is back on the playing field... Misguided old fool."