It seemed another quiet night in the deep forest, or that was what Shiro, our wolf ninja warrior, thought at first. His ears tingled with the breeze, rustling the falling leaves, as he crossed through the main path in the forest. It had been hours walking down the path to the city he had to reach and receive new orders. As a mercenary, he had to follow orders if he wanted to receive his payment.

“Ugh… I need some rest…” the wolf then yawned.

He could feel every muscle in his body going nimble after having crossed two hills and three villages in his path today. And yet, he had another day to continue his trip. He looked around with his tired eyes, trying to find some place to stay from that cold night. But there was nothing but trees on his sight. At least he thought.

“Darn…” the wolf could listen his stomach grumble “if I don’t grab something to eat, I’ll drop dead!”

Suddenly, he heard a giggle, girlish and sweet, echoing from behind. The wolf turned around grabbing his broad sword from the hilt.

“Who is there!?” Shiro growled, staying alert. Maybe the hunger was playing with his mind, his ears twitched side to side, trying to find where that noise could come from.

“Ugh, I feel so hungry. I knew I should have stopped on the last village…”
Shiro began to feel weaker as the pain on his stomach became bigger and bigger, letting his gut grumble like moans of pain.

“I have no food left. I must keep going.” He then sighed and turned his back again to resume his travel.

As soon as he looked the path he had been following, he noticed something weird: he saw a leaf floating still in the air. Then he saw the leaves next to that one also hovering in the air, as if they were stopped. The wolf twitched his ears and tail after he realized the strong breeze had stopped and just turned quiet. Everything around him had just stopped and froze in time.

“What the…” Shiro then heard the same giggle again, louder and closer to him. He shook his eyes looking everywhere, but he could see no one around. A creeping sensation ran through his back. “This can’t be caused by my belly! Someone has spotted me.”

Then, another giggle. A blinding white light suddenly blinded Shiro, flashing everything around him like a thick fog, an endless cloud seeping through every corner in the forest, trapping him.
“I’ve got you now…” A voice whispered next to the wolf’s ears.

Shiro had heard that voice before, that high pitch suddenly lead to a scent, driving him to use his inborn skills as a predator. He looked at the endless shade of white he had been engulfed into, where nothing but and endless cold light could be seen and was no place for a horizon, already vanished.

“I’ve never seen such use of an illusory technique like this… no ninja could!” Shiro said, confused yet astonished by such magic. “It’s you…”

“That’s right, ME!” the voice replied again.

A shape began to take form like clouds cluttering for a storm in the middle of that endless light. A female kitsune fox, with her fur as white as milk and black ends on each of her body ends, from her hair to her limbs, took physical form in front of the warrior wolf, dressed in a black garb covering her voluptuous curves. Shiro quickly tried to draw his sword on his back. But then, he felt his hands stuck to his back, making him unable to grab his weapon.

“What the hell!?” Shiro yelled. “Someone tied my wrists!”

“It was me, you silly!” the fox replied with the same giggle Shiro heard again and again. “And now, no trick of yours will work on me.”

The vixen, an old acquaintance of Shiro, got closer and closer, shaking her hips until she stopped a few inches from the ninja warrior. She couldn’t hold her pride with a laugh so loud, it felt like a pity no one else around could listen to it.
“Shiro Kurogane. It’s been a while.” She said while holding the maw of Shiro.
“Yeah… but hey, foxy, why you didn’t turn into a boy this time?” Shiro asked.

“Such insolence…” the kitsune replied “I am a spirit fox, puny mortal! I could have stopped your heart like the time I found you. You even dared to leave me pregnant! I was punished by the elder council, the ruling authority of our kind the Kitsune, but you got scot free from such filthy and careless actions… shame on you!”

“Big whoop…”
That answer made her anger more unbearable. She clamped one of her hands around the wolf’s maw, growling like a beast.

“BIG WHOOP!? You left me alone with the task for being a parent! I was even lucky my own clique is taking care of our son, despite I had been called an outcast! And you don’t even…” she then stopped and sobbed before letting some tears bloom from her eyes, crushed by the grueling situation she just explained. “You careless bastard… You useless fool! I was given a choice to get rid of him.”

“And yet, you kept it in silence all this time.” Shiro replied, looking with regret and sadness on his eyes. “I guess I wasn’t welcome after all.”

“I might be known for making up lies, but saying the truth hurts me even more!” she growled, as she pressed her hand in fury over the jaw of Shiro, showing her teeth and growling faintly in anger. “You fool…”
“I don’t even know your own name, and you expect me to be a father, like this?”
“And if you knew, you could bear the power only the Emperor and his armies could wish for. It feels so wrong.”
“I… I…” Shiro grunted on how hard the kitsune girl was holding his mouth.
However, the mystical fox spared her hand and instead gave a short kiss on Shiro’s nuzzle
“I would also have lied if I forgot you, of course.” She then ran tears of joy.

The wolf and the vixen looked at each other. She then extended her arms and embraced the wolf in a soft but welcoming embrace. Shiro then blushed, watching at his old friend closing her eyes while she looked for the warmth of his broad, muscular body under that glistening set of ninja gear. They looked at peace for once, after meeting again for such a long time. In less than a blink, their grudge had been gone, like if it was vanished by their honesty at that moment.

However, while Shiro stood still, he felt the restraining rope on his wrists making his arms fainter with each second. He couldn’t keep grunting from all the subtle but punishing pain that made him unable to move in that vast, endless color of white.

“Sheesh! What is this rope made of anyway? I feel I have to bite my arms off!”
The fox girl gasped.
“Oh, no! I almost forgot I used some red rope of Inari to tie your arms!”
“Wait… that kind of rope you foxes use!?” Shiro panicked
“Yes… The elders sought you needed punishment, so…” She scratched the back of her head while laughing softly.
“That is not funny! Get that rope loose before I tear my limbs and yours next!”
“I can’t! You see… The red rope of Inari, unlike most of our magic, isn’t cast by us, but by our deity and ruler itself! Since the elders assigned the rope to fulfill some righteous punishment, I…”
“Righteous punishment!? Are you crazy?” The wolf barked, shaking his arms uselessly.
“I must fulfill the punishment in order to release you.” The kitsune said.

The girl touched the chest of Shiro, and before he knew, the wolf was falling to the white solid ground. His ninja clothes began to tear apart and shine into white blinding flakes, exposing his naked body full of muscles to the kitsune girl. She was so eager to try that body again, like the last time, that as soon as the wolf touched the ground, she sat her huge breasts over his thighs and groped on his abdominals, almost craving for them. Her clothes also began to vanish, leaving her naked curves to touch Shiro’s crotch, but her shreds of clothing began to change in shape, and turned into red wax candles surrounding the couple. The red candles lit themselves on fire, and soon, a blue circle formed beneath Shiro’s back.

“What the…” the wolf said.
“Let the punishment begin…” the kitsune said. “I, Bhalboros, overlord of lust, holder of desire, requests the might of the spirits of nature, so the seed of this mere mortal can be reaped into my body and bring new life! I summon thee, spirits! Make this male mate with me as it is your own will to make us breed and spread!”
Shiro soon felt his breathing heavier, as an unbearable heat began to run from this head, across his body, down to his loins.

“Ugh… what the…”

The wolf couldn’t stop staring at the beautiful face of Bhalboros, the vixen. His crotch soon reacted to the rubs given by the breasts over him, making him harder and hornier. The vixen grinned, looking at how that wolf fleshy penis took shape and throbbed, until it reached the size close to her lips.

“I’ve been missing this for so long... you shall make an excellent father, like the last time. But do not think I’ll be done with your punishment after this…” she explained.

The kitsune girl soon raised her body and sat her hips over Shiro’s crotch, aiming for his dicks while spreading her legs for aiming. She soon plunged her body over the ninja male, bumping and bouncing while her wet, fleshy cunt, willing after so long, wasn’t tight by any means. Shiro could feel his tied hands at the back becoming sore and painful, but he couldn’t remove those tight ropes at his wrists, plus, Bhalboros pushed down so hard to his body, he was unable to move, like if a flood of lust bashed into him again and again.

“Your punishment shan’t be over, my dear. You shall meet my sisters, and soon, they will also do the same. You will be forced to give us your seed, until each of us is tainted by your rough, wild essence. But your food won’t be any sacred beef or fresh cut fish, nor the best stored sake. You shall be given cold rice, and the sourest and most spoilt of wines!” Bhalboros claimed, gasping with each thrust she gave over Shiro.

Indeed, Bhalboros was not going to release the wolf, it was her stud after all. She knew her kind, the kitsune, wouldn’t last for longer, but she enjoyed so much the huge size of Shiro’s own groin, she went deeper into her belly, making the massive size of that rod to bloat her own belly, bulging with each push inside.

The wolf soon lost his mind, gone blank like the space they were in. His brain had one word engraved, “mating”. He was unable to move, to speak… even his own sex organs were working at the will of the vixen. Then, that was it, he came.

Bhalboros soon felt the warm, sticky wolf fluids touching the cervix, the door to her womb. Her belly began to swell, as she felt the crawling sensation running through her, satisfied that all that amount of bulging seed would soon become her pregnant.

Bhalboros smiled, but she soon felt the breath of the wolf coming back into her ears, trying to make some form of speech.
“Bhal…” the wolf whispered.
“Oh, no…” the vixen gulped.
One common mistake, indeed. By quailing her name, the kitsune had become vulnerable to the wolf, if he talked her name, she would be forced to serve that wolf forever and ever. Last time, she made a similar mistake by letting her guard down and let the wolf grab her tail, causing her powers to wane and turn her into a submissive foxy girl.
Shiro looked at her and smiled again, before he could finish saying her name.
If Shiro had said her full name, Bhalboros would have gone her control. He didn’t, however, want to have her under his leash, somehow. The kitsune soon puffed her cheeks.

“Come on, say my name!” she grunted angry.
“I won’t…” Shiro replied.
“Why!? I’ve been mean to you…”
“So was I. Come on, let’s continue the punishment.”
Bhalboros then dropped her jaw softly, surpised, then she grinned again, giving another of her chuckles. No one seems to understand what love and survival means, after all.