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Mahiri wiped at his brow, still feeling that distinct humidity clinging to him as he walked deeper into the woods. Ever since he'd crossed over from civilization to forest, he'd caught a pleasantly warm scent, lingering in his nose and on any exposed fur. Mysterious and implacable, he just kept following it along until a sudden moment of clarity made him realize just how far off he had wandered.

Stopping in place, the leopard scanned all around himself. Where normally there was a path, or at least some landmarks to help him find his way home, there was simply endless forest, thick and hot despite the shade the lush leaves provided. He was utterly lost.

And yet, he couldn't bring himself to worry. Something had lured him here, following a particular scent that became more pronounced with each step. He had no idea how long he'd been wandering off, but where he stood now, at the heart of it, he could feel it in the air, could smell it wafting from every leaf, every blade of grass, the very foliage marked heatedly with that something. He needed more, quite simply.

A ruffle in the air caught his ears, perking them up while his tail began to twitch. He froze, digging bare toe-claws into the dirt. At first it sounded like just the wind in the trees, but not a branch was moving. He was tense, knowing something was coming, but the thought of leaving before it arrived was entirely absent from his head. He needed to know.

Though the scent clinging to the trees had brought him here, the one slowly taking him over as the creature approached kept him right in place. With an audible ruffle of feathers, pushing branches aside as he casually sauntered towards the leopard, came a tall, elegant gryphon with his eyes intensely fixed on the frozen leopard.

Mahiri lightly shivered, avoiding the near-predatory gaze he was being given. Even with clothes on his frame, he felt every detail of his spotty form being taken in, scanned and appraised. He returned the look, taking in the attractive black feathers on the gryphon's head, and the bright white fur and jaguar markings over his well-muscled body. He didn't avoid staring.

Upon reaching a clearing, the gryphon spread out broad black wings, fanning the air and tossing Mahiri's hair about. Now that scent, that rich, warm scent that had drawn him so far from the path was more than a siren call. Now it was wafting directly into his senses, slowly switching off his thoughts one by one as his mind swam in it. There could be no mistake that he was dealing with a breeder, potent, hot, and so deliciously musky. Immediately the leopard was licking his lips, nearly tasting the gryphon's inviting flavour in the air.

The gryph wrapped those wings around the leopard, and brought him inwards, pressing chest to chest. Parting beak, he spoke slowly in a soothing, sultry voice.

"Hello kitten," he said.

Mahiri didn't answer. He was too busy sucking in slow breaths, basking his mind in the scent of a breeder gryphon.

"Not the chatty type? That's no matter. I know you came all this way to find me."

Finally the cat found his voice, though it caught in his throat at first.

"H-how did you know that?" The more he thought about it, the more he realized it was true. It had to be.

The gryphon was almost whispering in the leopard's ear, drawing out each word to keep that cat rumbling and occasionally shivering. "I can tell these things. You came so far. Do you even know where you are anymore?"

Mahiri shook his head.

"And yet, you look so sure of yourself. If a little nervous."

The big bird sat down on his haunches, which left the leopard looking at his chest. And a little lower, the cat feeling his gaze being drawn down until his eyes locked on a set of big, fat gryphon nuts. Plump, rounded, and covered in a layer of white fur that looked just so very comfortable to rub against, the cat couldn't stop staring

It wasn't lost on the gryphon, his beak curving into a smirk as he looked down at the transfixed cat.

"Go ahead and look, pretty kitty. I want you to look. I'm Faun, by the way. Do I get a name from you?"

"Mahiri," the cat answered softly.

"Well Mahiri," Faun began, sitting up straight, making sure the leopard's view was unobstructed. "What would you think of sniffing my balls for a while?"

Briefly shocked, as if that wasn't exactly what he was thinking, Mahiri pulled his gaze away to look up at the gryph. And then shivered again as a jolt of arousal ran right down his spine, making his tail tense and slightly lift, his sheath start to twitch and fill out. He nodded.

The response was a nip to the back of his neck, catching that scruff of his in the gryph's beak. It was just right, just enough to send the leopard shuddering as his feline instincts kicked in, rendering him all but helpless as he dropped to his knees before the great musky gryph. Faun eased him towards those juicy nuts the cat so coveted.

Mahiri drew close, guided along by the gryph's nipping grip, until it was replaced by a big, scaled front foot on the back of his head. A possessive clasp wrapped around his skull, gentle but a little intimidating anyway. It was enough to ensure the leopard's nose pressed directly between those two fat bird nuts, letting them wrap about his muzzle as he dove straight in with an extended sigh. Finally, after being led on for so long, he was getting to the source of that mind-numbingly potent scent.

And the cat sniffed, drawing in as much of that rich flavour into his lungs as he could possibly hold, holding it in and letting his mind turn to jelly. Then more rapidly, in and out, taking in that scent as quickly as he could, barely even pausing to exhale between noisy snuffles. Faun pushed on him just a little, getting him in deeper, making sure he was as close to the source as possible, letting the kitty completely blank himself out on breeder musk.

Before long, the leopard was sunk low on his knees, sprawled out like a holy worshipper before the great gryphon balls on his face, drinking in their pheromones, letting himself drool just a little over their humid aroma. Eventually, he had to lick as well, mashing his tingly-textured tongue into those nuts, letting their silky texture make him moan outright.

Mahiri bathed the bird's sack in wet cat tongue, dragging hard over the fur there, smearing and smoothing out the fluff. Soon he put those lips of his to work, kissing and suckling at any loose skin he could get between them, slurping the musk right out. Overwhelmed, every sniff, every taste seemed to send a spike of pleasure straight to his brain. It made him twitch, it made him tingle, and he absolutely had to keep having more.

A sudden discomfort made him aware of just how much his pants were bulging, getting pre on those girly undergarments he wore, his hard feline cock testing the limits of the fabric. He wasn't sure if Faun was enjoying himself as much as he was, but he did feel a hot touch of firming gryph cock sliding over his head, smearing thick gobs of precum into his hair and making a slippery mess of those crimson locks. As he kept up his adoration of perfect breeder balls, he soon had the gryph at full mast, dripping a lewdly excessive stream of pre onto his back, getting all over his shirt. It soon was on his fur too as it seeped right through, marking his skin in the scent of potent male.

With beak and forefoot in unison, Faun started to undress the intoxicated leopard. He was surprisingly deft about it, unfastening the kitty's pants, dragging them off and stretching the cat right out in the process, leaving him sprawled bottomless with his face still firmly planted in gryph crotch. Mahiri's cock pressed up against his belly, spurting pre wildly, the cat so turned on he was nearly losing control of himself. Another few drags had his shirt up to his shoulders, but he had to be tugged away from this blissful, suckable balls for a moment to be fully stripped of his top.

Faun tossed it aside, and the cat gasped heavily, suddenly remembering the need to breathe something besides gryph musk. He panted and heaved for a few seconds, even coughing a little, and then tilted his head back up. Right in time to get a splat of pre right on the bridge of his muzzle, the gryphon's dripping cock throbbing right above him. He wrinkled his face as that scented spatter rolled down his nose and cheeks, until most of it reached his lips to be slurped up.

And right then, the cat knew he had to suck the gryphon's cock. Sniffing his balls was pure pleasure, but the taste of those breeder juices made the cat nearly whimper with need for more. Smirking above, Faun most certainly could sense the sheer want.

"Does the kitty want to put his mouth on it?"

Mahiri didn't even have time to answer. Not when his senses were so deeply caught up in the sweltering spice of musky breeder, his tongue hanging from his mouth just a little. Already a little broken, he was barely thinking. Just doing.

His lips were soft and wet as they wrapped around the tapered tip of the gryphon's cock, gripping needily to milk out more of that strong precum over his tongue. Faun sat up tall and proud, posing to an absent audience with a good little kitty sucking on his dick. Mahiri went down, stuffing his mouth with that hotly glazed shaft, drooling on it, gulping down every last drop that shot from its tip after taking time to taste it first.

A mix of saliva and pre ran down his lower lip, flowing down his chin and throat and getting onto his chest as he gorged himself on gryphon cock. His greedy swallows soon caught at the squirting tip, and he began to fill his throat with dick too, not even pausing. Soon his white neckfur was bulging with Faun's cock, massaging at it as he swallowed around the taut flesh. Pressured jets of pre poured into his belly with slick, lewd glurks as his bulging throat worked it all down. It felt warm on the inside, and feeling spreading all through him.

Soon, from tasting and servicing, Faun had the leopard rapidly plunging back and forth on his cock. Mahiri's nose dug deep into fluffy gryphon crotch, mashing into that scented fur while he deepthroated every last inch. His lips kissed tightly to the balls he'd been loving on, and he moaned and swallowed loudly as the wet noises of a sloppy facefuck echoed all around in the low light of the forest eve.

A small huff of pleasure broke the gryphon's proud silence. He hardly even had to do anything to get the slutty kitty sucking his cock, and he could tell the leopard absolutely adored it. No need to thrust, he could just let the cat ram himself down on every inch, let him make a mess of himself as he struggled to swallow all those juices gushing into his throat. His balls twitched, and tightened, his pre growing thicker. A little longer, and he could paint the cat's insides white, but he had other plans.

It took even a small amount of force to pull the kitty off his dick, the leopard trying his best to keep sucking and not even registering that Faun was trying to make him stop. Finally, he was dragged off, again suddenly realizing with a sputtering gasp that he was in dire need of air. So he was huffing there, sprawled in the grass, soaked from face to chest and beyond while he throbbed away so hard his hips twitched with each pulse. Already, he'd been turned from curious explorer to musk-drunk slut. And there was still just so much the gryph wanted to do to him.

As the leopard recovered, Faun began to preen at his fur here and there, nipping him on the base of the tail in the process. He poked about teasingly, until he got his beak right under the leopard's lifted tail, giving his rump a small lick.

"You're already such a good little plaything. I'd let you suck me off all night, but I want more than that. I think you do too, don't you?"

His breath restored, and feline stamina working overtime to keep him conscious, the leopard mewled his response.

"Mmhmmm.... I want everything you can give me..."

Faun crucked, pleased.

"Even if that includes a belly full of potent breeder seed? I bet I could knock you up, little kitten. A girly thing like you is just begging to get all swollen."

The leopard wasn't sure how to answer that, but his rumbles sure did pick up in intensity. The thought of being humiliated like that made him flatten his ears tightly to his head, even lower his tail a little. But the thought of being drenched in the bird's musk, and carrying his seed until it made him plump and motherly... he whimpered, unable to even bear how much it turned him on to think about it.

"Yesss... I want to be yours."

"Then let's see how well you take a mounting, kittykitty."

Faun shifted in his stance, finally bringing the musky source of his scent a little farther away from the kitten's nose. Not that it mattered by now, the cat so thickly plastered in it there was nothing else registering. All the other scents of the forest, of the trees and grass and recent rain, all drowned out by the fragrant mark of a masculine gryph.

Soon the big gryphon was behind him, forefeet planted on either side of his head.

"Rump up, sweet thing," he said, lowering his head to nip at the leopard's scruff once more.

Mahiri didn't even have to try to obey, automatically submitting as that beak locked onto him, arching his back and yowling sharply as he rose into perfect mating pose. His cheek was pressed into the dirt, and his thick, girly ass was raised high, right along with his tail. Just the right height for Faun to mount up on him, pressing his hard cock right between spotted cheeks to wetly grind up and down, and soak his fur in a mess of pre.

With such a perfect position, matching up to each other, fitting like puzzle pieces, the gryph was happy to just hump the cat for a while. He thrust downwards, pushing his cock tightly between those cheeks, spurting pre up onto the kitty's tail, and onto his back to smear over his spots. He rocked him back and forth and tested just how much energy was left in those thighs of his, how sturdy he was under the attentions of a lusty gryphon. And he didn't stop nipping at that soft scruff either, ensuring the leopard was pacified, submissive, utterly broken and ready to accept the bird's musky offering even if it meant carrying the result to term.

Mahiri wasn't sure if it was just a boast or not, but something told him Faun wasn't joking when he said he'd knock him up. The scent dancing over the leopard's senses, dulling them all moment by moment, spoke of just how virile the gryph really was. Beneath his tail, and deep inside of him, he felt an intense tingle of need. To be used, to be bred, and to carry with him the offspring of the perfect breeder so all could see to whom he belonged.

As his thoughts melted away, he could only murmur and mrawl in his feline way, sounding like an alley cat in the night as the sounds got shrill. Faun chuckled warmly over him, grinding that ass he was about to make his own. Back, and forth, back and forth, slick slick slick. Until finally, he pulled back, lined up, and just plunged forward to spread the leopard out, stuffing him full of inch after inch of pulsing gryph cock. It sunk in sweetly beneath his tail, well-lubed and halted only briefly by the cat's intense clamping down.

Now he was really getting the cat screaming, or whatever that sharp noise coming from him was. Not for pain, but for the tremendous relief of finally feeling that cock inside of him, needing it so bad. He wasn't in the best position to rock back into it, but those hips rolled smoothly as he got his ass stuffed, until those generous nuts tapped up against the taut cheeks of his rump, resting there as Faun slowly began to grind.

He took his time with the feline, letting him rock back and forth, enjoying the way his plump cheeks jiggled a little when he bumped his sack against them. The cat was thick down there, though tight as well, both weighty and toned. A nice, round breeding rump. One that hugged around his barbs as the dug in to stimulate the yowling leopardess. His leopardess, all his to breed and use and mark as his own.

The possessive rush of dominance spurred the gryphon on, as he began to push in and out. Still taking it slowly, but getting firmer with the insistent thump of hips and crotch to girly ass. A slight shake in the powerful muscles of his legs came with the effort of holding back. Faun wanted to simply demolish that whimpering, yowling kitty, to pound him into the dirt until he was too wrecked to even mewl. But he had to show a little restraint. No sense rushing when the kitty felt so good all wrapped around his cock, wordlessly begging for his seed with all those noises he made.

From lewd tapping, to steady thudding, to lewd, wet slapping, the gryph's pheromone-coated nuts really started to beat a rhythm on those spotty cheeks. Mahiri was struggling to hold himself up, to keep from just collapsing and being pinned by the gryphon's weight as things got rougher. Yet even as that muscular beast went from grinding in and out of him to steadily ramming those hindquarters down and spanking his ass with his sack, the cat loved every second of it, his body on fire with pleasure as every stroke came squelching in messily under his tail. That cock deep inside of him was precisely what he had always been missing.

"This is it, kitty," Faun huffed as he picked up speed, and felt the jolts of tingling pleasure running through his balls, making them tighten and throb. "A little longer, and I'm going to breed you. You'll be mine. But that's what you want, isn't it?"

The cat was moaning, whimpering, hyperventilating as he got fucked in the grass. But he still managed to reply, weakly.

"Yes.... it's everything I want..."

Faun smirked. "Good."

He released Mahiri's scruff and just pressed his cheek alongside the cat's, really starting to bear down on him. Maybe up until now he'd been careful, testing just how durable the curvy cat really was. Not anymore. Now, he was pounding. Every thrust had him lifting his haunches up high, then thundering down to plow into that tight hole, spreading it out with every last inch of breeder dick. He was gushing pre into Mahiri, probably already enough to knock him up, no matter his gender. But of course, there was so much more to come.

While Faun built up closer and closer to orgasm, saving it all for one final spurt, Mahiri had no such control. The gryph's lustful pounds had him rushing to a peak, and he shot out his seed all over himself and the grass beneath, feeling his climax forced out of him whether he was ready or not. It meant he was jolting and wriggling around wildly, totally losing control of himself, while he yelped and whined over how good it felt. Too good for him to even handle. And when his thick gushes of hot cat cum ceased, he felt it happening again. There was no pause, no moment to recover, just a pounding gryphon cock milking him of all the seed he had, until his balls were starting to get sore.

But even as the leopard was forced over into his second, then third squirting orgasm, it couldn't compare to the load churning up in that sack slapping his ass. Faun gave a call, nipped Mahiri's neck once more, and then just bottomed out, throwing his hips forth and pinning the cat flat to the ground in a puddle of his own seed. A few twitches, a great big bulge of that engorged shaft inside the cat, and he unloaded.

That shrieking need to be filled came crashing down as Mahiri felt the gryphon's seed pouring into his ass. He was a ragdoll on that cock as Faun bucked and humped rapidly, the cumshot so juicy it was audible as he gushed it all right up into the leopard's warm depths. It never even seemed to pause, just a steady, overwhelming stream of blazing hot cum from his twitching shaft, making the leopard cum all over again, for the fourth time, as it hit him.

Before long, the kitty's belly was stretching from the load, and Faun wasn't slowing yet. He humped and wildly thrust forth, until finally that constant spray became thick ropes shot out in resonating twitches of his shaft. Those went on for a while yet, as the leopard struggled to even stay conscious. He couldn't just lay flat anymore, having to raise his ass up some so that his bloating belly had room to expand. It wobbled and sloshed with breeder seed, holding nearly all of it inside with only a little gryph cum rushing back out over Faun's nuts and crotch.

With his belly stretched and jiggling, Mahiri knew. Already, the very moment that cum entered him, he'd been bred. Once he worked down that load, he would start swelling right back up again. It left him with a warm tingle that spread right down to his toes, making him feel so satisfied, so well-used. Every need in life fulfilled, all at once.

Faun finally stopped cumming after what must have been a full minute or more of unloading, finishing with a few last watery squirts as he ensured he gave the leopard everything he had. Pausing, he didn't even seem overly phased, despite how devastated the cat was beneath him. He held the kitty there for a time, placing a front foot on the back of his head, smothering his face in the dirt while he posed over him, proudly tossing his head as he stood with the bloated feline impaled on his shaft, revelling in the moment of pure dominance.

And then he let the cat up, and began to pull from him. With so much cum inside, the result was a mess with every inch, the load splattering and running down the feline's thighs and sack, until with a great pop, the gryph was wetly free. It released some of the pressure, near a gallon of gryph cum releasing from under the leopard's limp tail, leaving him laying in a pool of it before long as it gathered in the grass.

A foot on Mahiri's shoulder rolled him over onto his back. He was left gazing up at the blurred shape of what was probably a gryphon as he struggled to even process how deeply he'd just been fucked. Faun crucked to him, running a claw over his swollen belly.

"You look good all plump with my seed, kitty. You'll look even better full of my heirs. How does a sweet little pussy feel?"

Mahiri stared, rather blankly. But he managed to purr, in the absence of the right words to reply with. That probably said enough.

Faun chuckled. "Good, good. You look right, but I don't think you smell enough like your breeder yet. Hold still, kitty. And open wide."

Without even thinking, Mahiri just did as told, parting his lips as he huffed out, still catching his breath. It never took him this long to recover after climax, but four jammed into the space of what one usually took was a whole different story. He watched Faun as he rose above him, stepping closer so that he was looking directly up at his hanging cock, semi-soft and still dripping plenty of cum. The gryph aimed it directly at his face.

Soon, Mahiri was sputtering under the hot stream of gryphon piss directed at his face. It came fast, splattering over every last one of his features. He felt it getting into his fur, the dominant scent marking him in moments. And with his mouth open like that, he couldn't help but gargle some of it down. He liked the taste. Swallowing loudly, he drank it down to mingle with the massive load of cum in his belly until he could hold no more, turning away and taking it on the cheek instead.

Faun shifted, slowly working his way down. He was thorough with his mark, moving left to right, shoulder to shoulder, then across chest, and sloshing belly, all the way down. The gryph pissed on the kitty's sheath and balls, and on his thighs and right down to his toes. It left the leopard steaming in a great big musky puddle, while the scent of his breeder sunk into him utterly, blotting out any trace remain of feline and replacing it with gryphon mark.

He giggled softly, with what little strength he had, and wiggled in the hot puddle. Now everyone would know, for a long long time, even before he started showing. They would smell the scent of gryphon sex on his fur, and they'd know who he belonged to. All this, because he'd simply followed his nose to an enticing aroma deep in the woods, far from the path he came in on, not knowing what he'd find.

"That's a good kitty," Faun said, moving to Mahiri's side. "I'll be sure to mate with you much more while you swell. I want to watch those curves jiggle as they soften, to use your tight pussy as my personal toy... because that's what you are now, kitten. All mine to use whenever I like."

The leopard simply nodded, purring deep in his soaked chest, liking every last thing he heard. After a romp like that, he was prepared to devote himself utterly to being the big bird's bitch, no matter how hard he got fucked, or what a mess he was afterwards.

For now, he felt like he needed to faint. Faun was happy to watch over him in the night, and let him be on his way whenever he liked. After all, with a mark as deep as that, he would be very easy to find whenever he was needed.