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Part 1: (Takes place sometime after Lord Brocktree and before Martin the Warrior

by Brian Jacques)

The Grand Fragorl, the messenger of Ungatt Trunn's horde, was a female ferret who had led a good number of hordebeasts away from Salamandastron after it was retaken by Lord Brocktree. Among those hordebeasts was her son Bluehide, named not because his hide was blue, but rather in recognition of the fact he came from the Blue Hordes. He was a mere hordeling, and she had abandoned him after seducing the other hordebeasts until they fell to their deaths over a cliff.

Many seasons had passed since Bluehide began travelling north, far from Salamandastron. He was bullying and tormenting other travellers as he went. The young ferret resented his mother for abandoning him, but was relieved she didn't kill him. One creature would eventually lead him to his final destiny. There, a female mole named Jorla who appeared to be shackled. "Hey there little lady," he said when he saw her. There was fear in the mole's tiny eyes as she noticed him unbuckling his trousers. "Pl... please doan't be a-rapin' oi," Jorla said in her odd mole dialect. "I've always thought moles were ugly," Bluehide said. "But you are one purdy little exception." He grabbed her and pulled down her pants. "No, doan't be a-rapin' oi, hurr no zurr!" she yelled. "Hurr aye, marm," Bluehide negated her mockingly in the mole dialect. He sunk his teeth in the scruff of her neck as in typical ferret mating fashion. Grabbing her waist tightly, he forcingly inserted his ferret penis into her mole vagina. Jorla screamed in pain as the larger foebeast was raping her. After a couple dozen thrusts, he finally finished into his unwilling partner, filling her unconsentually with his seed. After he pulled out, the molemaid lay limp and was murmuring unintelligeably, while ferret spooge was dripping down her thighs. Then Bluehide heard some clapping. "Bravo, bravo," said a voice, who came out of the bushes. It was a stoat. "Well, ferret, you just raped my slave!" "Oh, I'm sorry," Bluehide said. "I didn't know she belonged to you. Who are you?" The stoat chuckled. "I'm Badrang. Now I'm giving you three choices. The first is death for raping my slave. The second is to become one of my slaves. The third is to join my ranks and help me pillage and plunder. What will it be?" "I think any sane beast would choose the third option," replied Bluehide. "And by the way, my name's Bluehide." "Welcome to my horde, Bluehide," said Badrang. "We got a lot of work to do." They travelled eastward, where Badrang would eventually assemble a larger horde, capture more slaves, and build Marshank. Part 2: Takes place at an unspecified time in Martin the Warrior. At Marshank, Keyla the otter was in a slave cell with his friend Felldoh the squirrel. "There is something I want to talk about with you, Felldoh," Keyla said. "And it's about me." "Sure, tell me anything," said Felldoh. "I've never liked females, I mean, in that way," said Keyla. "So, you like males the same way a male likes a female?" asked Felldoh. "Yes," Keyla said. "In that way. Not only that, I happen to find you particularly attractive." "Why thank you," said Felldoh. "I prefer females myself, but I'm quite flattered." Keyla came closer to Felldoh. "Is it okay if I stroke your fur?" "Sure," said Felldoh, "go ahead." Keyla began to stroke Felldoh's soft fur, and eventually made his way toward his tail. "You are so muscular," said Keyla. "I'm really liking this," said Felldoh, "please continue." Then Keyla hugged Felldoh's bushy tail into his face and sniffed. The scent of male squirrel musk filled Keyla's nostrils. "Felldoh, do you think we can... you know..." "Have a relationship?" Felldoh continued. "I don't know. While I prefer females, I think I'm liking your company a lot. We can do something at night when nobody's looking." When night fell, all slaves and guards were asleep, except for Keyla and Felldoh. "I'm ready when you are," Keyla whispered to Felldoh. Keyla stretched out on all fours, lifting his tail in the air. Felldoh slowly grasped Keyla's waist, and rubbed, working his way towards his hips. Felldoh's arousal came when he noticed how wet Keyla's anus was. He immediately shoved his throbbing member deep into Keyla's anus. Keyla made a surprised moan, not realizing how well endowed his squirrel friend was. Felldoh continued thrusting in and out of Keyla, slowly and gently. They both moaned with gay pleasure. Felldoh sped up, and finally climaxed, finishing into Keyla's tight pooper. He pulled out, and squirrel sperm was dripping out of the otter's anus. The two male lovers lay down next to each other. "I didn't realize mating with a male would be so good," said Felldoh. Keyla's anus was a little sore, but satisfied. "Yes, it was the best," agreed Keyla. "Do you think we can do it again?" "Maybe," said Felldoh. "I think I can take it. I'd like to know what anal feels like." Keyla was very aroused from Felldoh's thrusts in his anus. Felldoh bent over, his bushy tail brushing Keyla's chest. Felldoh let out an "unhhh" sound as he felt Keyla's male otterhood penetrate him anally. The gay otter's testicles were undulating rapidly as he was thrusting in and out of the squirrel's rectum. Then, a good load of otter jizz gushed into his buddy. "Oh, yes," said Felldoh. "I never knew that would feel so good. Maybe I'm into males after all."

Part 3: Takes place during the end of Martin the Warrior. Martin the mouse had been preparing for his journey south after the defeat of Badrang and his hordes at Marshank. He was about to walk down a southbound path in the woods. Celandine the squirrel started following him down the path. "Hello, brave warrior," she said. "Hi, Celandine," he said unenthusiastically. He was sad at the loss of his romantic interest, Rose, who died in the battle at Marshank. "Don't be so sad," said Celandine. "I lost someone too. I was very interested in Felldoh." "Well, I don't think he was that interested in you," said Martin. "Haven't you noticed how much time he spent with Keyla?" "Yes," said Celandine. "But that didn't bother me. There's something I'd like you to do for me." Martin and Celandine stopped walking. "What's that?" asked Martin. "You know I've been infatuated with Felldoh ever since I've met him," she said. "But he's gone now, and you're about to leave. I need a warrior's love before you go." "What do you mean?" said Martin. "I mean, I want to make love with you, Martin," said Celandine, fluttering her eyelashes. "I've always wanted to have sex with a warrior." "I'm so flattered," said Martin. "You're a very pretty squirrel but you're about twice my size." "Don't be so shy," said Celandine. "Here, we can do it behind those bushes where nobeast can see us." Martin thought for a moment. "I suppose it won't hurt." Celandine took Martin by the arm and led him into the woods behind the bushes she pointed out. Immediately, Celandine took off her dress, raised her rump in the air and waved her tail wildly. Martin became aroused. He slowly approached Celandine, taking off his warrior tunic. He then entered her, and she moaned with pleasure feeling the warrior mouse's member ease in and out. "Oh, yes!" she said. "You may be a mouse, but I'd say your willy is at least the size of a badger's!" "Thank you," said Martin while moaning. After a few more thrusts, mouse spooge pumped into the sexy squirrel in copious amounts. "That was so good." "Yes, it was," said Celandine. "But you're not finished yet." "What do you mean?" said Martin. "Here comes Rowanoak," said Celandine, referring to the much older larger female badger walking down the path. Martin tried to hide in the bushes, while Celandine made herself visible. "Hello Celandine," said Rowanoak. "There wouldn't happen to be a handsome warrior mouse in the vicinity, is there?" "Come on, Martin," said Celandine. "It's unbecoming of a warrior to be so shy." Martin slowly stood up. "The squirrelmaid has a point," said Rowanoak. She approached Martin, and petted him on the head. "It's okay," she said. Then Rowanoak took off her dress. "I'm not sure I still have the libido," said Martin. "I just mated with Celandine." "Of course you have the libido," said Rowanoak. "You're a warrior. You may test yourself with me." She lay down on all fours, squatting to allow the much smaller male mouse to mount her. She raised her stubby tail in the air. Due to her size, Martin embraced her hips with wide arms as if exaggerating the size of a fish he caught. Then, he thrust his member into the much larger, older badger's vagina. "You feel so nice," said Martin, moaning. "Thank you," said Rowanoak. She was surprised at his size. It was as if she was having sex with a male badger. Soon, Martin came, gushing mouse sperm into the badger. Then Rowanoak lay down on her back to allow Martin to use her as a bed. Martin curled to rest on Rowanoak's belly. He was exhausted from the sex he had with two larger females; a squirrel and a badger. He had a long journey ahead of him, so rest was important.