Dapple shuddered as Pigeonpelt ran a paw down her body, stroking her pussy lightly. His massive cock was hard, and he was getting ready to fuck her. Scorchflower felt rage boiling up inside of her, but put away her claws. "Pigeonpelt!" she called, her voice taking on a sweet tone. "Want to go hunting?" she asked. "I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier." Scorchflower hated Pigeonpelt, she hated him so much more now, but it was for Dapple. She couldn't let him do that to her! Pigeonpelt gave her an odd look, then stepped away from Dapple, smiling.
"Well, someone's certainly changed their mind, eh?" He sniffed her pelt. "Hunting. Yes, why don't we go hunting?" Scorchflower stiffened.
"Yes, let's go..." Pigeonpelt led the way, and they went a semi-secluded part of the forest. One of the mating spots. Scorchflower didn't want to, but she had to. To save Dapple. Grudgingly, Scorchflower lay down, letting the tom give her pussy a couple of licks. He rubbed his large member, and got into position. "You're very pretty, Scorchflower..." he meowed as he got ready. Scorchflower closed her eyes. She'd never really liked toms, or enjoyed mating with them. Especially not Pigeonpelt.
"Be gentle..." she murmured. Pigeonpelt laughed.
"You're kidding, right? You mate with me, we go all the way." Then, with that, he rammed into her, causing the she cat to let out a yelp of pain. His cock was one of the biggest in the clan, and she hadn't been ready. He began to speed up, grinding against her roughly. Scorchflower screeched as Pigeonpelt fucked her harder then she'd ever been fucked before. "I'm going to destroy your wonderfully tight pussy, my babe." And he was. His dick hurt, it was too big for her. Pigeonpelt moaned loudly, feeling her walls clench. He kept up his pace, and Scorchflower almost shrieked. The tom felt his cock burning, and moaned. He was going to cum.
"Pigeonpelt- no!" Scorchflower yowled. "I don't want kits!" He didn't stop, and she unsheathed her claws, slashing him across the shoulder. Pigeonpelt hissed, pulling out roughly. He stood over her face, his semen coming out in spurts. The white liquid was all over her face. "I'm sorry..." she gasped.
"Don't worry, I don't want to be a father. Just don't claw me." Pigeonpelt growled. Scorchflower gave a sigh of relief. "That was amazing, Scorchflower. You're tight. I wonder how your ass would take my huge cock?" Scorchflower tried to ignore the pain in her core, and faked a smile. "Probably with difficu-AH!" Scorchflower shrieked as the grey tom bowled her over. She could feel his dick at her asshole.
"Why don't we find out?" he asked. Scorchflower gritted her teeth.
"What if it doesn't fit?!" she meowed frantically, struggling slightly. Uh oh.
"I'll make it fit." he replied. He started to slowly put it in, Scorchflower let out a cry of pain. "Shh. This'll be amazing, besides, you're the one instigated this. I was going to let this out on Dapple instead, but you're tighter and less... used." Pigeonpelt hissed. Scorchflower wanted to growl in fury, but held it back. His massive member was now fully in her ass. Scorchflower had never felt anything like it before, the pain was awful. He began to pump in and out, going slightly harder every time until he was all out banging her. Blood dripped from her tailhole. Pigeonpelt was panting, his moans of ecstasy getting louder. Scorchflower cried out again as he penetrated her. She'd be so sore after this. Pigeonpelt was going to cum, and soon she felt his hot load inside of her. As soon as he pulled out, Scorchflower plunged her face into the snow, washing Pigeonpelt's cum off. He laughed. "Clean it off for me?" he asked, lying on his back. Scorchflower shook her head.
"I'm going back to camp, thank you." she meowed firmly. Pigeonpelt lashed his tail, but said nothing. He was satisfied enough, for now. "Don't expect me to mate with you again, Pigeonpelt. That was a one-time occasion." She was soaked, cold, and tired. Her pussy and ass were in extreme pain. Scorchflower didn't know how Dapple survived it... She turned around and darted away, her ears burning. Her hatred of that awful tom had intensified. She was met with a few knowing looks as she headed for her nest, but didn't meet anyone's stares. Poor, poor, Dapple. Scorchflower would go with her again, either tonight or tomorrow night. They'd both escape this horrid clan for a few hours.
