Princess Merideth was incredibly bored. Study sessions after study sessions about how to become a wife. She understood that being a wife was better than being a whore. People looked at wives more favorably. In a world of monsters and women, being a wife was expected.

  The princess looked into the kennels of the Domestic Beasts. They were much different than the Feral—those beyond the gates. These monsters obeyed all of the women’s commands and served as the main means of reproduction for many upstanding citizens.

  She stared at a bck furred beast, standing on its hind limbs. The creature seemed almost humanoid in a way, yet it had the unmistakable wolf snout. The rge canines in its mouth were incredibly sharp, and it’s red eyes were piercing.

  However, this ferocious beast was a Domestic. Even when Meridith walked to the cage, the beast never tried to attack her. The young adult princess knew that her time to mate with one of the monsters was coming, and she always had a fondness for werewolves.

  As a Princess, Meridith had a vast choice for her mating partner. If she wanted to be the wife of this werewolf, then it would be granted to her.

  Merideth’s fondness of werewolves went beyond her simply wanting one as a breeding partner. She’d paid the most attention to her teacher in the section about werewolves, yet this werewolf habitat always seemed off to her. The teacher procimed that this was what their habitat was like in the wilds, yet Merideth refused to believe it.

  “I bet their hunting is much more interesting in the wild. You don’t even seem to like being caged up in here.”

  The only thing to answer her was the growl of the Domestic Beast.

  “If I’m to be hitched up to a werewolf, I want to see how the Ferals live,” Merideth said.

  And she was already packed for the adventure. On her back, the princess carried a backpack of supplies. One of them was anti-feral perspirant. It was the best ward against Ferals in all of the kingdom. She shook the small bottle and sprayed herself before leaving the castle.

  As she walked around the city, she hid her face from several of the citizens, and made sure that none of them could recognize the princess through her cloak. The towering walls that kept the Ferals out were just within reach.

  She bounded to the edge of the city, slipping through a small crack in the wall. A sign that the princess had been pnning this for a while. That gash was left by a Feral attack several years ago, but none of them managed to breach. In fact, in the history of the Omar Kingdom, there had ever only been one feral breach since its founding.

  The princess took a deep breath of the air outside. She could see the rustling of trees at the forest ahead, and the cobbled road went deep into the tangle. However, her path was away from the road. To see how the werewolves acted in the wild, she needed to head directly to their habitat.

  “Here goes nothing,” she said, willing herself to continue into the unknown.

  At the beginning of her traipse into the thicket, the trees were sparse. Gradually, they began thickening the more she headed in.

  Princess Merideth pulled out a map from her backpack. “Let’s see here...I left from the northern gate, so the habitat of the wolves should be Northeast from there.” She pointed to a dense green area of the map. “Somewhere around there.”

  Indeed, it seemed that the anti-feral juice was working. She’d already passed by a few monsters. A band of goblins almost startled her to death, but they acted as if they never even noticed her, continuing about on their merry way.

  Eventually, she reached a shallow and gentle river.

  Merideth sighed while looking at the water. “No choice, I guess.”

  She put the map in her backpack and began wading to the other shore. As it turned out, it was a little deeper than she expected. The water went just up to her neck, soaking her clothes fully.

  Once again, the princess sighed when she reached the other shore. “I can always have one of the servants prepare a new outfit and a warm bath when I get back.”

  Merideth pocketed the map she’d been holding inside a pouch of her bag. It served its purpose already, and the thick forest was the indicator. Even more so was the distant sounds of howling. Looking up, the princess realized the sun had started to set already.

  “I guess this is the best time to observe them!”

  She walked into the thick bramble, the night sky growing darker every second. Eventually silence descended on the forest. The occasional hooting was her only friend. That and the crunching of twigs beneath her boots.

  The princess tapped on a magic ntern, the glow barely lighting up her surroundings. A chill ran down her spine from the dimness. “I never expected it to get so dark out here. The castle never got this dark.”

  She imagined the snapping of a twig behind her and whirled around. The white ntern shone its light against the forest backdrop. The only thing behind her was bushes and trees.

  Princess Merideth breathed a sigh of relief and turned back around, hoping to continue her journey. However, she didn’t walk forward for long. She crashed into something hard and fell on her rear.

  She looked up, expecting to see a tree, but what greeted her was a rge bck beast. Rugged fur covered its body. It stood on two muscur hind legs. Its abs were visible in the dim light, and its arms were long and hulking. The creatures snout formed into a growl as it looked at the princess. It showed of its sharp canines, looking far more menacing than the Domestic from earlier.

  Merideth realized with horror that its red eyes were staring at her. She didn’t realize that it could see her. Did the potion wear off?

  The princess tried to think of reasons, yet a warning came to her mind. The bel on the potion had a small warning against getting wet. Realizing the terror of her situation, Merideth made a break for it.

  She jumped to her feet and crashed through the undergrowth. The scratching of her knees against the bushes was unrelenting, but somehow, the sheltered princess gritted her teeth and bore it.

  “I remember the way!” She shouted as she weaved between trees. The princess didn’t need to turn around, she heard the padding of paws trailing her.

  The ntern waved around like crazy, making it hard to see, and eventually this filing caused her to trip. She stumbled on a root in the ground, nding hard on her stomach.

  Princess Merideth groaned in pain, watching as the ntern rolled away from her. The sparks of light died immediately, and the ntern’s gss shattered away from her. She lugged off her backpack, attempting to find the spare, but it was too te.

  Two forelimbs grabbed her legs, pulling the girl backwards. The Feral had the mind to pull the princess away from any threats.

  “Please!” The princess shouted.

  Her pleading fell on deaf ears. She felt the weight of heavy fur against her back. The creature had already begun sniffing her. Anytime she tried to move to free herself, a growl stopped her.

  The princess dared not to look back. She allowed the Feral werewolf to sniff her, hoping it would go away to its pack soon. She felt the snout travel down her back, sniffing along her dress.

  “What are you do---”

  She was cut off by the snout pressing into her rear. Eventually, it seemed to find what it wanted.

  Princess Merideth whimpered as the snout pressed against her covered slit. She realized that at some point her skirt had been flipped over her back, and the only thing covering her entrance was a thin pair of panties. Another shiver attacked her spine.

  The werewolf sniffed her sex before pressing its tongue against it.

  An involuntary moan left Merideth’s mouth. Her knees grew weak, and she was quickly becoming powerless to stop the creature. The wetness between her legs kept growing, spurring the wolf on.

  The monster must have decided it had enough of pying with its prey. In the next second the beast tried mounting her, panties be damned. Its sharp cws dug into Merideth’s thighs, pulling her to her knees.

  She felt the weight behind her as the Feral tried to find her wet hole. In a show of bravery, she looked beneath her to see the chaos. A rge red rod, slide against her belly, and thick, furry balls fpped around in the air. More whimpers left the princess’s mouth as she realized what was happening.

  This only drove the beast more mad. It started vigorously humping into her body, trying to find its hole.

  It’s trying to make me a whore…

  She wanted to protest, but every time the red cock rubbed against her covered entrance, she became even more wet than before. Her own growing horniness was maddening. The princess wanted something to fill her wet pussy.

  The princess kept trying to convince herself. She told herself she would rather remain chaste and become a wife. However, the itch was unrelenting. The beast’s breath against her neck assailed her. She found herself clenching on nothing. She recalled the Domestic at the castle who acted nothing like this. It would never take her without her willing to, but this was completely different. This Feral wanted to have her way with her whether she liked it or not.

  And Merideth realized that she was getting more into the thought every second. If it didn’t rape her soon, she was going to go insane. Lewd whimpers never stopped leaving her mouth, and she began accepting her fate.

  No one has to know that I’m a whore.

  The princess reached back and pulled down her panties, much to the delight of the wolf. The thrusting became more violent somehow, the thick cock now sliding against her bare bia.

  But eventually, the cock found its target. With her panties just above her knees, the princess finally became a whore. The werewolf made her its bitch.

  8 inches of thick canine cock buried all the way inside of her. It stretched out her pussy monumentally, forcing all of the air from her lungs.

  Princess Merideth screamed in pain, not expecting all of the pleasure to turn on a dime. She shoved her hands back against the wolf, fighting to get it off of her, but the beast was much stronger.

  It pulled its cock back and smmed forward again, forcing more breath from Merideth’s lungs. The Feral fucked her like she was a toy.

  Each thrust was heavy and painful, and each one stretched out her pussy unbelievably.

  Tears filled Merideth’s eyes with each thrust. Balls spped hard against her pussy as the cock bottomed out inside of her, kissing her cervix with each pound.

  The monster huffed into her ear, breathing heavily and panting. It cared not for the enjoyment of Merideth below her.

  Yet somehow, someway, Merideth’s pain slowly turned into pleasure. Each attack on her insides was growing less torturous. She finally noticed the slutty singing she’d been doing in the forest, and the monster realized it too.

  The thrusts became quicker, and it kept building into something.

  Merideth squirmed, but she could not fight the building orgasm threatening to overtake her. She tried to form words to ask the beast to slow down, but the only sounds were the whimpers of a bitch in heat.

  Both of them finished at the same time.

  The moment the knot smmed past, Merideth’s entrance her body convulsed with a wave of pleasure she never felt before. Her breath hitched from feeling so full.

  Hot cum spshed into her womb, and the monster emptied its balls inside of her. Each squirt of scorching heat attacked her insides, racing towards Merideth’s egg.

  The monster had turned her from a willing princess wife into a little princess whore.