(WARNING!!!! Chapter contains scenes of explicit sex, but it also contains valuable information about Leopard's history with Creamy Dream Ranch, a little bit more about how the Battleship Express came to be, as well as Leopard and Spitfire's twins. PLEASE DO NOT SKIP THIS CHAPTER!!!!!)

Once I was back home again, after getting my kids to bed, I was surprised that Spitfire wasn't home yet. I called the Academy, and when they patched me through to her office, she told me that she had to work late.

"Why is that Spits? It's still January!"

She sighed. "New applicant forms, lots of stuff to start getting ready for the Spring Training Season, things like that. I'll call you again when I'm done Stud."

I sighed. "Yeah, ok Spits." I then hung up. Once I was done talking with her, I went back to my office. Daring was on her side of it working on her next book, and while she was doing that, I walked next door to the relics archives. When I returned a few minutes later, I had several cardboard boxes in my arms. The boxes said "Creamy Dream Ranch" on them.

"What are those Stud?"

I sighed. "These are photos, documents, and other relics from my time at Creamy Dream Ranch. I've taken the time to sort through most of it, and properly catalog it, but I haven't gotten to these last 3 boxes until just now. I've wanted to get to them, but life's been getting in the way."

"No I haven't!" Briana protested from her cat-bed next to my desk.

I sighed. "Not you Briana, life in general. Due to working full time, and helping to raise 6 kids, plus other things that I have to do, have been preventing me from getting to these last couple of boxes."

Briana just rolled her eyes. "Yeah, whatever Master." I could tell that she was in a bad mood. I wasn't sure why, but then she rolled over, and started licking her privates. I turned away from her, and went back to the boxes.

As I began to open the first one, Daring walked over. "Mind if I help you look through this stuff Stud?"

I shook my head. "No, provided of course that you're VERY careful with this stuff! Most of these items are one of a kind, and CANNOT be replaced!"

Daring just laughed a bit. "Just like the treasures that I used to find on my adventures, to say nothing of the Pony Sutra that we went to find. Don't worry Stud, you can count on me to be careful!"

I rolled my eyes a bit. "Oh Daring!" I then pulled her in for a kiss. Once we were done, I then finished opening the first box, and we looked inside.

The first box was mostly filled with pictures.

"Wow". Daring then found a map that showed an aerial view of the ranch. "I found a map of the ranch, but where was it located Stud?"

"In Kansas. Close to the Arkansas River, roughly 30 miles away from the nearest town, which used to be called Hutchinson, but the Futas renamed it Salt Rock, (I think) due to the salt mines close by."

"And what are all of these features?"

I sighed, before pulling the map a bit closer to where I was. "Well, this large building here was the main barn. It was used for storing hay and feed, and was home to several horses and cows as well. Creamy Dream Ranch was well known for its breeding horses and dairy cows."

"Somehow, I get the feeling that that's an innuendo."

"And you'd actually be right Daring. There really were horses and cows, but it's also an innuendo. I'll let you guess why though, as I really don't like talking about it."

"Futas with big dicks, and females with big tits?"

"Yep. Anyway," I turned back to the map. "This building behind the barn was a maintenance workshop. It was here that the tractors, trucks and other farm vehicles were worked on. This building here on the other side was a vehicle storage building, this tiny one here is a pump house for bringing in underground water with the aide of this windmill, this is the main ranch house where Sam lived, this one is the bunkhouse for the Futa ranch-hands, these are the pastures for the horses and cows, and this small building here served as both an office, and an archive for files. This building also contained a false floor that contained the hidden trap door down to the old fallout shelter where those of us who were rebelling built our weapons that would eventually go on the Battleship Express."

"Wow. This was a pretty good sized ranch. And if Sam owned it, how many others did she employ?"

"Well, Sam owned it, and was the main boss. Under her came Misty Barrow, who was the ranch's manager, Rebecca Andrews, who was a Trail Boss, and roughly 20 other Futas. This is in addition to a 'stock' of 30 Femboys, and of course, 6 male workers. These 6 males were Yours Truly, Don Curry, Jeff Coleson, Russ Thompson, Joe Dixon and Frank Otis. All 6 of us worked the ranch, and all 6 of us were the founding members of the Battleship Express."

Daring sighed. "Femboys? You mean boys who pretend to be girls?"

"Yeah. Most of them were young teenagers, and even then, some were just barely that. NONE of them were old enough to be having sex yet, but laws were different under the Futas. Most of them were yucky sluts, but a few were good, and I was even friends with 3 of them; Courtney, Mickey, and Silver. These 3 were also the ones that I saved from the river that one night.

"And when did you arrive at Creamy Dream? And how?"

I sighed again. "The coup against Demetria happened on January 11th, 2026, and I was taken by the bad Futas, and sold to a group of slavers. I won't say much, only that these slavers put me on one of their trucks with other kidnapped males, and took me away from Vegas, out of Nevada, through Utah, past Wyoming, down through Colorado, until we finally reached a farm auction block somewhere in Nebraska on January 28th. 2 days later, even though it was still Winter, it was a nice day with temperatures in the high 40's, and it was on that day that the auction began."

Daring looked like she wanted to cry. "Bought and sold like common items. Like SLAVES!!! How did you survive?"

"Well, despite what it sounds like, I wasn't auctioned off like a lot of males were; I was actually bought outright. For a while before the auction, Futas and Herms were allowed to browse the rows of cages where the males were being kept, so that they could see what was offered. All of us were wearing smocks, and thank GOD that the building had heat! I also sat in my cage on the second level of a shelf with my knees tucked under my chin, and gave an angry glare at anyone who walked past. On the front of my cage was my name: 'Leopard', my age: '22' (at the time), my height: '5'9', weight: '150lbs', and where I'd come from: 'Las Vegas'.

As I was sitting there on that January 30th though, 2 Futas in what looked like winter farm clothing walked by, looking at the various cages.

'Why do they keep them in cages Sam?' the shorter of the 2 asked.

'So that they don't try to run away, fight, or cause trouble Misty.'

'And they're all so young! Most of these kids are barely teenagers!'

The taller one groaned. 'Yes, and UNFORTUNATELY, we're not here for Femboys today. We're here to find workers for the ranch!'"

"I'm gonna guess that they were Sam and Misty?"

I nodded. "Yes, the tall one was Sam, and the other one was Misty." I then recollected my train of thought, and kept telling my story.

"Suddenly though, Sam came across my cage. She saw me inside glaring angrily back at her, but then she saw the tags on the front of my cage. '22 years old, 5'9, 150 lbs. Looks like he might work.' Sam then turned away from my cage, and told Misty to go and find one of the Futas who helped handle the 'livestock' while they were waiting for their turn at the auction block.

When she returned with one of them a few minutes or so later, the Futa began to unlock my cage, but she then pulled out a cattle prod. 'One wrong move from you, and this'll go straight up your ASS on the highest setting!!!' She then opened up the cage, and ordered me out."

"She actually threatened to stick a CATTLE-PROD up your ass?!"

I spat a bit. "It was just an empty threat. Those handlers weren't allowed to torture or abuse anyone, as torture, or even excessive punishment, would diminish our value at auction. The prods were mostly just used to keep us compliant, and since a lot of the males were young kids, they believed the threats.

Anyway though, once the door was open, the handler did turn on the prod, but it wasn't used. I climbed out of my cage, and stood up to my full height, which was only about a foot shorter than Sam herself, and about equal to Misty in height. Sam then ordered me to strip, and she then began to literally feel me all over. All while she 'examined me', my facial expression never once changed. It remained the same angry glare that it always was.

'Wow, for a male, he's still pretty well intact. I mean, he's got wolf ears, a wolf tail, a wolf's dick and balls, and wolf paws and lower legs, so it's quite obvious that he's a product of Apex Industries, but still, overall, I haven't seen a male as old as him and still be in this good of condition in a long time! And I've NEVER seen an 'Apex Wolf' up close before!' She then continued her touching, which went beyond just seeing how physically sound I was. I could tell that she was groping me just to see how good of a lay I was going to be.

As she was rubbing my dick and balls, she spoke to me for the first time. 'How much do you want to get out of here Sugar?'

'What?' I asked quietly.

'I said how much do you want to get out of here? Because if you really DO want to leave, I can buy you right now, and take you back home to my ranch.' She then tilted my head up towards hers, and kissed me. 'Mmm, and I know that I can make you VERY happy if you work for me, just as you can make me VERY happy too! So what do you say Sugar? Wanna come home with me?'

I felt like a rat caught in a trap Daring."

"That must have been so hard for you Stud. You knew that there was no way out, but what did you say?"

"The only thing I could say. I knew that a shocking was headed my way if I refused, or worse, Sam could have just had her way with me right then and there to act as an example to others. In the end, I said, 'If that's what you want Mistress, then yes, I'll come home with you. I want to leave this place.'

To my surprise, Sam actually hugged me. 'Thank you fer being agreeable Sugar. I can already see that you and I are gonna get along so well!' She then went to sign the papers, and pay the asking price. Soon, I was taken away from the auction pens, and towards a red farm truck. However, this is where things start to get strange.

I was told to get in the back of the truck, and Misty was going to ride back there with me to ensure I didn't act out, but yet I was given actual clothes to wear!"

"What? Really?"

"Yeah! I was given underwear, jeans, socks, boots, a dark plaid flannel shirt, a black vest, and gloves. I put them on, and once Sam started the truck, we were on our way.

'You're not a slave Sugar, nor are you a pet', Sam told me on the drive home. 'You're an actual worker now. I need one more male worker on my ranch just to have an even 6, and you were the only one that I could find. You'll be well taken care of, provided of course that you do EVERYTHING that I tell you to do, WHEN I tell you to do it, even if it means me having my way with you. Got that?'

I nodded. 'Yeah, I got it. Some things never change, and being told this when bought by a Futa, or 'adopted' out of a care center is just one of those things.'

To my surprise though, I wasn't punished for saying that. All Sam said was, 'Yeah, I guess so.'

On the drive there though, I got a chance to get to know Misty a bit better. She was about my height, with brown hair, a few traces of freckles, a few scars, a nice pair of what I guessed were double-D breasts, and was dressed similar to me. What kinda put me off a bit about her though, at least at first, was her eyes. Her left eye was brown, but her right eye was blue!

'You lookin' at my eyes?' She asked me suddenly. Before I could say anything though, she just smiled and said 'Well, go ahead, I don't mind. I'm a pretty rare bird to have 2 different colored eyes, and even rarer still to have what I have. Rarely at all do folks have one green eye and one brown eye, but rarer still is one blue eye, and one green eye. Rarest of all though is one blue eye, and one brown eye. As far as I know, I'm one of only 7 Futas who have eyes like this!'

'Wow, that's pretty interesting Mistress.'

'Misty!' She corrected me. 'I'm gonna call you Leopard, but ONLY if you call me Misty. It's my name, and I'm NOT your mistress, nor do I want to be!' Here though, she glanced up into the cab at Sam, before leaning in to whisper, 'I want to see you as an equal, and maybe even as a friend. Oh, and if Sam ever gives you a hard time, just come and see me. I'll make it all better.'"

"Was.....was she being serious Stud?"

I nodded. "Oh yes. As I would later discover, Misty wasn't even a Futa at all; she was a Herm! She hid this fact, as she didn't want to be used as a brood-mother. Not that she even could have been, as she no longer had her ovaries. She had ovarian cancer at some point, and she had to have them removed. Now she had a dick and a pussy, but was unable to give birth."

"And how old was Misty?"

"She was 24, and Sam was 28." I then resumed my story.

We drove on for another day or so, but we eventually reached Creamy Dream Ranch. I was surprised when I saw it. It was a bit smaller than I thought that it was going to be, and I saw actual cows and horses out in the pastures, instead of the enslaved males that I was expecting to see.

'We're a farm for producing milk and horses.' Sam informed me. 'We have the best breeding horses and dairy cows in all of the Prairie Region. Your jobs for now will be rather light, as it is the middle of Winter, but you will help with caring for the livestock, and helping with cleaning and repair work on the ranch. In the Summer though, in addition to this, I'll probably hire you out to the railroad part-time.'

'The....railroad?' I remember asking.

'Yes, the railroad. One of the Futa railroads is building a rail line through this area, and they need workers to lay the tracks. They've stopped work for the Winter, but come Spring, work will resume. You'll help other males build the railroad. You'll also help maintain the old locomotive that we keep on the ranch and loan out to the railroad.'"

"Iron Glory!" Daring suddenly broke in.

I nodded. "Yes, Iron Glory. You're quick Daring. Of course, she wasn't called this yet, and we all just called her the 'Wild West Engine', as that's what she looked like. Anyway, once we arrived at the Ranch, I was taken to the barn to meet the other 5 male workers, and that's how I met Jeff, Don, Russ, Joe and Frank for the first time.

At first, Russ was openly distrustful, as were Frank and Joe. Don thought that I was going to be a pain, and only Jeff was at least somewhat friendly. However, once they realized that I was a former US Soldier, a true survivor, and an 'Apex Wolf' like them, they were MUCH more friendly, well.......except for Russ, but he hated pretty much everybody, so that was understandable. For the rest of that Winter, I kept trying to earn their trust, and slowly I did so. When Spring came, I had my 'incident' in the Arkansas River, and left permanently deaf in my left ear here." I pointed at my ear to prove my point.

"And Sam cared for you." Daring finished.

"Yes, she cared for me. She tried to love me to make up for all of the times that she raped me. Night after night I would put myself in her path to protect someone else, but sometimes she just pushed me aside. All 6 of us males, plus the Femboys, were considered fair game for sex at any given time, though the other Futas largely steered clear of us, as we were 'too old, and too ugly, and had no real future' as they put it. They wanted the Femboys, but Sam though, she seemed to target all of us."

Daring thought about that. "Wait, was one of the reasons that you protected the others was so that you could distract Sam while they smuggled stuff to the bunker?"

"Yes. That was how I earned the largest amount of respect from the other 5. I still hated it though. And who wouldn't? Sam was probably the most well-endowed Futa that I've ever seen! I mean yes, she COULD be gentle at times, but yet rape is still rape.

One night like I always was, I was working in the barn. I'd just finished pitching hay, and was putting my tools away, when Sam strode into the barn. 'Hello? Anyone in here looking for sex?'

'Nope!' I thought. I then finished putting my tools away. However, Sam did spot me before I could make it out of the back doors.

'Hey, you! Get over here, now!'

I thought about defying Sam, but as I looked out of the doors of the barn, I saw Don, Frank and Joe moving a series of crates. By the way that they were carrying them, I could tell that they were most likely filled with either ammunition, or gun parts. I then knew what I had to do.

I then turned around and faced Sam. 'Where do you want to do it Sam?'

'Let's do it in one of the empty stalls today.' She then grabbed me by the hand, and led me away to one of the stalls.

Once we were inside, Sam pushed me onto the hay on the floor, and ordered me to strip. I did so, and after she pushed a few strands of her red hair out of her eyes, she began to strip herself. Once she removed her red and white checkered shirt, her HUGE 36ii knockers popped out. Then she removed her massively bulging shorts. Once she tossed them to the side, I saw that her massive 12in dick was already fully hard. She left her boots and green leggings on for whatever reason though.

She then looked at me with a bit of softness in her green eyes. 'Come on Sugar. Come and suck Mistress Sammy's thick, juicy cock!'

Reluctantly I did so, though while I did, Sam ran her fingers through my hair, and even scratched me behind my gray, furry wolf ears.

'Mmm, that feels so good Sugar. You like that big cock?'

I nodded as I continued to bob my head up and down.

'Mmm, well, I can tell you that I like the blowjob.' Soon though, she stopped me with one of her hands, before pulling her dick out of my mouth. She then pushed me to the hay, and got on top of me.

'This is the fun part Sugar. Just relax your muscles, and let me do all the work, at least at first.' She then took her still-throbbing member, and began to push it into me. We'd done this enough times by that point so that it was able to slide in with no more lube than my saliva.

Sam then began to thrust in and out of me. She really didn't talk to much during sex, but she did grunt a lot. She would also hold my hands, and would often lean down and sloppily French-kiss me too.

'Mmm, Sammy likey! Out of all of the males around here, you were always my favorite Leopard. Yer such a fun lay.' She then let me reach up, and fondle her large tits. 'Yeah, just like that Sugar! Grope my fat udders! Oh f@#k this feels so good!'

Eventually though, she blew her load inside of me. After she did, she pulled out of me, and lay down next to me before pulling me close to her. 'Mmm, rest now Sugar', She whispered softly to me. 'You've made me so happy, and now you can suckle from my huge boobies if you want.'

I did so, while Sam gently purred in approval. It was clear that she was sweet on me, but yet I didn't think that I loved her back as much as I made it appear that I did, at least, not at first."

"So it was an endless cycle of 'loving-rape' with Sam, is that it Stud?"

"To an extent, yes. However, not all sex on the ranch that I had was rape. Misty would actually asked for consent first, and THEN made it worth my while. Sex with her was fun, and she would let me f@#k her too!"

"Wait, really?"

I nodded, and then thought back to one of the most fun times with Misty.

Towards the end of June, I was wrapping up my work for the day, before walking around the outside of the barn. I was humming a bit to myself, and I kept my eyes open for Sam. As I was approaching the back of the barn though, I suddenly heard someone softly singing "Oh Susanna." Just as I rounded a corner though, I suddenly stumbled across Misty taking a bath!

Behind the barn was a large wooden washtub, and it was directly below a water pump that could act as both a shower head, and a water faucet. It also was connected to a water heater in the barn, so it had hot and cold running water. (The whole tub also lacked curtains, or any other coverings, so whoever was bathing was fully exposed at all times!) There was also a rack for clothes to be hung on, and Misty's were currently hanging on it. Currently inside of the tub was Misty herself, and she was scrubbing herself down while taking a bath. It was also her who was singing "Oh Susanna."

I did recoil a bit, and I was about to run away, but then she spotted me.

"What's wrong with you Leopard? Ain't never seen a gal naked before?” She giggled in her soft, slightly Southern accent.

"No, I've seen a gal naked before. However, I don't think that I need to look at you." I was looking at the ground.

"If you're afraid that I'm gonna treat ya like Sam does, don't be. You can look at me all ya want Leopard. Heck, you could even come on over and take a bath with me if ya wanted to!"

I was surprised. "Really?"

She nodded. "Of course!"

I sighed, glanced around to make sure that Sam was nowhere nearby, before walking over to the tub. After stripping, and hanging my clothes next to Misty's, I too climbed into the tub. It was just big enough for the two of us, and for a minute or so, we just sat there in silence, looking at each other.

Finally, Misty just giggled. "Aww, what's wrong Leopard? Ain't never taken a bath with a cute gal before?"

I was about to nod, as I was thinking of Carla and Demetria, but I decided not to mention them. Instead, I just shook my head.

Misty giggled again. "Well, I guess that today's your lucky day then! Turn around, and I'll wash your back for ya." I did so, and after grabbing some soap, Misty began to wash my back.

"You........you don't mind if I get a little bit cozy with you, do ya Leopard?" She asked softly.

I was surprised. "Wait, are you asking for consent?"

She nodded slowly. "Yes, I am. Yes, I want to have sex with you, but I want to know if you want to have sex with me. And when I say that, I mean that I want YOU to f@#k ME! Or I can f@#k you if that's what you want. I'm a pretty laid back gal. I don't care."

I then turned around, and after gently taking Misty's hands into my own, I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back, and we mixed our tongues together too.

"Mmm, you're a really great kisser Leopard."

"Thanks." Suddenly though, I felt Misty's boner poking me in the stomach.

Misty blushed a bit. "Aww, she likes you! Just as 'Little Leopard' seems to like me too!" I then realized that my own erection was poking her in the stomach. Misty however told me to lean back a bit, and when I did, she took my member, and actually placed it between her tits, and began to rub them up and down around it.

"Wow, I ain't never seen a dog's cock and balls on a guy before. You wolves really DO have a wolf's red rocket! Do ya have the knot too?"

I nodded. "Yeah. It was made to last for about 30 minutes during sex until deflating, but it is indeed still there. You'll probably see it here before too long if you keep giving me titjob like that."

She giggled. "I hope so Su......oh. No, that's what SAM calls you guys. I'll just call you 'Stud' since I'm the submissive one here. You can call me 'Sweetie' if you want."

I blushed a bit. "S-sure. I can do that Misty." I then felt a load building in my balls. "Ngh, watch out Sweetie, I'm gonna blow!"

"Good! I love a good facial!" She kept rubbing my dick with her tits, and pretty soon, I blew a nice, creamy load all over her face. Some of it landed on her tits, but most of it got on her face. Once I was done spurting, Misty licked up my cum close to her mouth.

"Mmm, you taste so good Stud." She then leaned in, and kissed me.

"Nyah, thanks Sweetie." I kissed her back.

Misty then stood up, and leaned against the side of the tub. She then looked back at me seductively while shaking her ass. "Wanna f@#k Big Boy?"

I hesitated. "Eh, no offense, but I kinda wish that you had a pussy instead of an asshole."

Misty just giggled, before reaching back a hand, and rubbing away the bubbles that had stuck to her ass just above her balls. She then rubbed her slit, before spreading it wide, revealing that she was a Herm! "NOW do ya wanna f@#k me Stud?" She giggled.

I was surprised. "Wait, you're a Herm?"

"Yeah. I wanted to keep my pussy, so I did. I can't get pregnant due to my ovaries having been removed following a scare with ovarian cancer, and I might be a little bit 'furry' down there, but a pussy is still a pussy, right?"

"Wait, you're a little 'furry' down there?"

She then turned around, and after she sat on the edge of the tub, she spread her legs, and I saw that she did indeed have a small bush of pubic hair. It was brown like the rest of her hair, and she did let me touch it.

"See? 'Furry'. I've thought about shaving it off, but yet I like being 'furry' down there. It's a more natural look, although I do keep it trimmed, and well taken care of."

I sighed a bit before standing up. "Well, I don't mind Misty. I actually kinda like my girls to be a bit on the 'furry' side."

Misty looked up at me with a playful smirk on her face. "Oh you, c'mere!" She then leapt up, and jumped into my arms!

"Whoa!" I staggered back a bit, but I didn't fall over. Misty then wrapped her arms and legs around me, and after reaching down, she gently grabbed my member, and slid it into herself. She then began to bounce up and down on it.

"Oh Goddess you feel so good Leopard! I NEVER thought that I'd ever get a wolf-cock inside of myself short of f@#king an actual wolf! It's so warm inside of me!"

I then kissed her. "Well, I want to show you what I could really do with it, but what if Sam caught us?"

She then smirked. "Oh f@#k Sam, literally! She can go f@#k herself for all I care! Plus, I ASKED you to f@#k me, so you're just following my orders." She then climbed down off of me, and leaned up against the edge of the tub again before looking back over at me with her one blue eye, and one brown eye, as well as a sultry smirk. "Come on Big Boy, I KNOW you wanna!"

I nodded, before stepping close to her, lining my member up with her snatch, and then pushing into her again. She then moaned a bit, before leaning back to kiss me. I then began to thrust in and out of her, while she thrusted back to meet me. I also reached up to fondle her soft breasts, but I also reached down, and in addition to rubbing her belly and petting her pubic hair, I also gave her a handjob.

"Ngh, Leopard, you're the best partner for sex that I've ever had. I haven't had too many lays in my time, but I can honestly tell you that you TOTALLY know to treat a Herm like me! You could make one of us SO HAPPY one day!"

I thought back to how just a few months prior, I'd made Carla very happy. We hadn't even been married for 24 hours when I was taken away. I knew that she and Demetria had searched high and low for me, and for all I knew could even still be searching. I knew that they probably would never find me, and that made me even sadder. I didn't let Misty know what I was feeling though, so I kept going.

All during our sex though, we did attract a bit of an audience. Some of the Futa ranch hands, and a few of the Femboys stopped by to watch us. Misty didn't care, but I found it strange to be watched.

"NOW it feels like we're in a porno with all of them watching!"

Misty just laughed. "Don't mind them Leopard, they're just jealous!"

I glanced over the gathering crowd. I didn't see Don, Jeff, Russ, Joe or Frank, but I did see Courtney and Mickey. Both of them were cheering for me, but then Sam appeared.

"Hey! What the heck's going on over here?!" She then saw Misty and I. "HEY!!!! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO MY MANAGER?!?!?!"

Misty looked over at her. "Oh F@#K OFF Sam! It's MY turn to get a good f@#k around here!"

"YOU'RE supposed to be f@#king HIM, NOT the other way around!"

"Maybe I LIKE being the one on bottom Sammy! But at any rate, this is the BEST plowing I've ever gotten, so I'm gonna let him finish before taking him to my room for the night!"

Sam tried to stop us, but the crowd held her back. They were having the time of their lives, and a lot of them were jacking off to us f@#king, so they were NOT going to let her spoil it for them!

I kept f@#king Misty, and eventually, I could feel myself getting close. "Ngh, Misty......I'm...."

"Are you getting close Stud?"

"Y-yeah. And where do you want it?"

"Inside. I want it ALL inside of me! I'm completely sterile, so you don't have to worry about putting a baby in me. Fill me up Honey, and make this little girl cum too!"

I complied, and soon my knot popped out of my sheath, and I slipped it into Misty. Moments later, I began to blow my load into her. At the same time, Misty came, and began to blow her load all over the grass just beyond the tub. She also had a regular orgasm, and the HUGE amount of fluids allowed me to slip my knot back out of her.

"Ough!" Misty then reached back, and began to scratch me behind the ears. "Mmm, good boy!" She giggled a bit.

"You......you were amazing Misty."

"Not as amazing as you Leopard. Your furry wolf-balls slapping against my own was one of the best parts. Yes, it's kinda gay, but yet I am a Herm, so that cancels it out!"

The crowd continued to cheer for us, and a number of them finished blowing their own loads on the grass as well. In spite of Sam's protests, once we were done with our bath, we rinsed off, and then Misty drained the tub, before we grabbed our clothes, though instead of putting them on, we carried them over our shoulders as we walked hand in hand back to Misty's room in the ranch house for the night. It was then that I knew that I had a true friend in Misty, and would have for a long time to come.

When I finished my story, Daring looked at me with wonder. "Wow, that was.......that was pretty interesting Stud. Misty sounds like a really sweet gal."

"Yes, she was. The HARDEST part about leaving Creamy Dream Ranch was leaving her behind. Once Jim found us, and gave us Big Boy 4009, we put everything together onto various freight cars, and got ready to flee. The original 6 of us, plus a number of other males from nearby areas who wanted to escape, not to mention Jim and his guys from the RWD, got ready to flee back to the US. On August 16th, 2026, we were ready to go. However, I had to do something first. Even though I knew that it could give us away, I went to go and say goodbye to Misty while the Big Boy and Iron Glory were being prepped.

I found Misty in her room, and even though it was about 4am, I gently began to shake her awake. 'Misty? Misty. Can you wake up?'

'Huh?' She opened an eye, and looked at me. 'Ugh, Leopard? What's wrong?' She looked at her clock. The time was 3:51am. 'What's wrong Leopard?'

I sighed. 'Misty.........I've.........I've come to say goodbye.'

Misty put her hands over her mouth. She knew that we were going to try and escape eventually, but now that the time had come, it was more than she could bear. She started sobbing, though she grabbed her pillow to muffle it.

I then pulled her close to me, and began to hug her. 'Yes, I know Misty.' I whispered, trying to keep from sobbing myself. 'I d-don't want to leave you either. B-but, this isn't goodbye forever; it's just a rain check for a while. You and I both know that the war is coming again soon, and that the Americans HAVE to liberate the US from the Futas. I'm going to return to the US, and help make that happen. Don't worry though, I'll be back soon, and when I do, I'll make ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that you're kept safe. I'll NEVER let anyone hurt you Misty!'

She looked up at me with tears in her eyes, but she then pulled me in close, and kissed me. 'I know Leopard. I'll wait for you.'

'I know that you will Misty. Goodbye for now.' I then left her, and headed back to the train. Sure enough, at exactly 4am, we pulled out. We made it off the ranch before we were discovered, but by then it was too late to stop us. Sam and a posse reached the main rail line, but by then we were moving too fast to be chased down.

'THIS ISN'T OVER LEOPARD!!!!!' I heard Sam scream after the train, 'I WILL FIND YOU AGAIN!!!! YOU WILL NEVER ESCAPE FROM ME!!!!!!'"

"And what happened when you came back to the area around the ranch with the Battleship Express? Or did you?"

I nodded. "Yes, I did. And the ranch was taken over by US forces, though it was kept standing. Sam and most of the ranch hands were taken into custody, where they later stood trial for crimes of rape, and other sexual abuse and harassment charges. Misty was tried too, but I was able to get her sentence lowered. She was placed under house arrest at the ranch, and kept there for the duration of her sentence. Sam and those found guilty were sent to a prison camp a few miles away. Rumor has it that she escaped at some point, but I never found out if that was true or not. I think that it was just a few of the guys messing with me, or trying to scare me by saying that Sam had escaped, and was coming to make good on her threat to find me again, but I never found out if she actually did or not. And now I most likely never will."

Daring was about to answer, but then she thought of something. "Wait, I just thought of something. If I'm correct, after you left Misty, you married Lilly, though she died before you reached Creamy Dream Ranch again."

I nodded slowly. "Yes, that's the strange truth Daring. I told Lilly about Carla, Demetria, and Misty, and she told me that she didn't care that I loved them. However, less than a year later, she was gone. Lilly never met any of the Herms that I knew, but I do think that she would have gotten along well with them."

"Yeah, maybe Stud." Before she could say anything else though, the phone in the office rang. I went over and picked it up.

"Hello? Yeah, I'm here Spitsy. What? What do you need? Yeah, I can do that. Just hang on, and I'll be there soon." I then hung up the phone.

"What was that Stud?"

"Oh Spitfire needs my help at the Academy. Just one last thing, and then she'll be able to come home."

Daring nodded. "Ok Stud. And can I keep looking through this stuff?"

I nodded as I walked towards the door. "Yes, but like I said before, PLEASE be EXTREMELY careful with it!"

"I will Stud!" I then left, and she turned back to the boxes. In one of them, she found a picture of Misty and I together. She had her arms and legs wrapped around me, and her cheek was against mine as we were looking at the camera, smiling happily.

"Wow, I guess that they really were as close as Stud said that they were. Kinda wish that I could meet Misty one day. She seems like a pretty interesting gal." Daring then kept looking through the boxes.

When I arrived at Wonderbolt Academy, I found the place pretty much deserted. It was snowing lightly, and there was hardly a soul to be seen anywhere who wasn't a janitor, or maintenance staff. When I arrived at Spitfire's office, I saw dim lights coming from inside.

I knocked on the door. "I'm here Spits. Can I come in?"

"Yeah, come on in Stud."

I did so, and when I did, I was slightly surprised. Spitfire was at the window behind her desk, looking out at the falling snow. She was wearing her academy uniform, and I saw that her flame colored mane was hanging down her shoulders. The only light in the room was coming from the lamp on her desk, as well as another lamp that was sitting on a small table next to a couch against one wall.

I then walked over to my beautiful wife, and hugged her from behind. "Hey Spitsy. How are you doing?"

"N-nyah, I'm doing good Stud." She then took one of my hands, and held it gently in her own.

"What did you need my help with?"

I heard her sigh. "It's time Stud."

"Um, time? Time for what?"

"It's time......for us to try for a foal Stud. I've thought about this for a LONG time, and I think that I'm finally ready now. Dash is right. If I keep waiting, I'm soon gonna get too old to have foals at all. Plus, my mom keeps asking and asking me when I'm gonna make her a grandma, and I have to preserve my legacy somehow. Plus, I keep looking at Misty and Skyler, as well as Amber and Midnight, and I see the love that they have with their mothers, not to mention the love between Dash and Cara and Cassidy, and I want to have that too Stud."

"And.......we couldn't do this at home why?"

She gave me a look. "Um.....because it's hard to have sex at home without getting interrupted, duh! Here we have my entire office to ourselves, and we don't have to worry about being interrupted."

I glanced around the room. Aside from her desk, Spitfire had a couch, a few filing cabinets, a display case for her trophies, medals, ribbons, and other awards, a locker for her uniform and jumpsuit, a mini fridge, a heater for cold nights, (it was on at the time!) and a few chairs.

"Um, where are we gonna do this, on the couch?"

"That, or the floor. And I do have a few blankets too if you want that."

I sighed. "Yeah, but the real question is do YOU want this? Foals are a lifetime commitment Spitsy, and I do NOT want you to regret your decision later!"

She turned around to face me. "Stud, I'm 30, almost 31 years old. And yes, I DO want this! I would NEVER regret becoming a full-time mom, and like Dash always said, future Wonderbolt cadets have to come from somewhere! I'm NOT being pressured into this Stud, and I made this decision myself. Soarin will be the Captain while I'm on maternity leave, and Fleetfoot will be second in command. Now then," She placed her hands on my shoulders, "Wanna help me make a baby Stud?"

I nodded. "Sure, if that's what you want Spitsy." She smirked, and then we got down to business.

I then thought of something. "Wait, I thought that you could only get pregnant if you're in heat. It's the end of January. How can you be in heat now?"

"They make drugs that can help mares control their heat cycles Stud. It's like the opposite of birth control." She then let go of me, walked over to her desk, pulled out a bottle of pills, and took one.

"Wait, you keep fertility pills here in your desk? Why?"

"Because if I kept them at home, Dash or Daring would find them, and keep asking me about when I was actually going to USE them! With me keeping them here though, problem solved!"

I smiled a bit. I knew that Spitfire was right, but yet I still found it funny whenever I thought of her hiding fertility pills in her desk at Wonderbolt Academy.

Soon though, the pill kicked in, and I could tell that Spitfire was ready to mate. I walked over to her, and pulled her into my arms. All while she was kissing me, I then gently reached down, and began to unbutton her uniform. Once I took off her blue tunic, I draped it over a nearby chair, before removing her tie, and then unbuttoning her white shirt underneath. Once I unbuttoned that, I saw that Spitfire was wearing a black sports bra underneath. I then began to fondle her nice rack of D-Cup tits.

"Wow, you have a really nice rack Spitsy."

She giggled a bit. "Thanks. It's nice to know that you haven't gotten tired of them after almost 5 years of marriage!"

"I'll NEVER get tired of your rack Spitsy, not even after you've turned 100!"

She looked up at me. "Stud, if I make it there, you'll be 99, and I WILL be holding you to that!"

I laughed. "Sure, you can do that Spitsy." I then finished removing her shirt, before focusing on her blue skirt.

For bottoms, Spitfire either wore tan pants, or a blue skirt that was the same color as her tunic. She wore a black belt with either, and the skirt was for everyday use, while the pants were mostly for special events. I removed her belt, before reaching down into her skirt. I felt her panties, and soon pulled them aside to start fingering her slit. She was so wet and gooey, and I knew that her heat cycle was indeed beginning.

At this same time, Spitfire was removing my clothes as well. She pulled my shirt off, as well as my belt, and was getting ready to remove the rest. I then reached up and removed her panties, before tossing them to the side.

"You.....you ready for this Spitsy?"

She smirked at me. "Oh, more than you know Stud! I REALLY hope that you're ready to help me break an academy record!"

"Oh? And what would that record be? 'Best f@#k in your office of all time'?"

"No, 'best baby-making f@#k in the Academy of all time'! PLENTY of other 'Bolts have had sex here, but none of them have resulted in a pregnancy, at least, not in a long time."

"Wait, I thought that it was against the rules to have a relationship with another team-member."

Spitfire rolled her eyes. "Yes, it's 'officially' against the rules, but as I'm sure you've guessed, nopony EVER enforces that rule! Heck, most of the enforcers are too busy breaking the rule themselves, and those that aren't don't bother reporting it, or if they do, their report usually falls on deaf ears. I'm the one in charge, at least for the most part, so as long as word doesn't reach Ponies like Major Cloud, Colonel High Rise, or General Firebrand, then we're ok!"

I knew who Spitfire was referring to. Even though she was the Captain of the Wonderbolts, there were those higher than her. None of these were field officers though, and were technically a part of the Equestrian Air Force. They still made their presence felt at Wonderbolt Academy though, and if a problem was reported to them that Spitfire hadn't taken care of, one of them WOULD take care of it! Spitfire wanted to keep her job, so she told those who were in a relationship with a fellow Wonderbolt to keep it as quiet as possible, and not arouse any suspicions. Though since I was not a Wonderbolt, none of them minded that I was with Spitfire, though they were rather upset that I was in a polygamous relationship with her, Dash and Daring, or as they knew her, AK Yearling.

"Yeah, but right now, they're not here, I'm not a Wonderbolt, and you look like you need a good f@#k, so how about we get this on?"

She smirked. "Oh yes, let's do this Stud!"

We then got back to kissing, and I soon relieved Spitfire of her skirt. Now all she was wearing was her black sports bra, and my pants were soon to come off too. I'd already taken off my boots, (I don't really wear socks because of my wolf paws), and Spitfire removed my belt, so all I had left were my pants and underwear.

Soon, she undid my pants, and I let them fall off of me before I kicked them to the side. Now it was just my underwear, and her sports bra.

"Mmm, you ready Spitsy?"

"Born ready Stud! I was born to be ready to handle anything that you can dish out after all!"

I reached back, and gave her ass a squeeze, as well as a small spank. Her muscular ass did jiggle a bit, and I rubbed her Cutie-Marks as well.

"Eek!" She squealed a bit. "Gettin' pretty 'hands on' there I see!"

"Did you just squeal Spitsy?"

"N-no!" She lied. "I NEVER squeal!"

"Really? You sure sound like you do. And I know that you make these really cute little squeaks sometimes, ESPECIALLY when I squeeze your tummy!"

"What? No I do......." I then began to squeeze her tummy a bit. "Eeek! Eeek! Stud! Stop it!" She tried to push me away from her, blushing and squeaking adorably all the while.

"Aww, come on Babe. You KNOW that you love it!"

"Augh! No I DON'T! I HATE it when you do this Stud! You make me feel all girly when you do that, and I HATE IT! I HATE making those girly noises!"

"Really? Well, newsflash Spits, you really ARE a girl, so doesn't it make sense that you would make a few girly noises from time to time?"

"No!" Spitfire was still blushing though, and she was still in my arms, so it was pretty clear that she was lying. She LOVED being slightly girly from time to time, even though she never showed it for the sake of her reputation.

I gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Come on Spitsy, don't lie to me. You do love it, right?"

She looked up at me. "Ugh, you KNOW that I'm lying Stud, so why do you keep asking me those questions? Do you want me to ADMIT that I'm lying?"

I smirked a bit. "Kinda. But yet I love you for who you are Spitsy. Tomboyish, but yet slightly more mature than Dash. I love the 'fire' in you Spitsy, and in more ways that one!"

Now she smirked a bit. "Oh you. C'mere Stud!" Spitfire then ripped off her sports bra, and quickly relieved me of my underwear before tackling me to the floor.

"Mmm...." She moaned as she French kissed me. I wrapped my arms and wings around her back, and kissed back.

Suddenly though, Spitfire let go of me, before turning herself around, and planting her dripping wet snatch right in my face. I then began to eat her out while she got to work on my dick. As we lay there in a 69 position, we both made each other feel amazing.

"Mmm, I've said it before Spitsy, and I'll say it again. You taste like mac and cheese down here!"

"And how does that work? I mean yeah, I KNOW that Dash tastes like Skittles, and I can MAYBE see why you say that Daring tastes like honey, but I STILL don't get why you say that I taste like mac and cheese!"

"It's just what I think that you taste like Spits." I kept slurping away at her juices.

"Mmm, and I'd say that your dick has a taste, but it really doesn't, aside from it being a mixture of Pony and wolf of course! I can taste the Pony, but I can also taste the wolf too. It's musky, but I still like it!"

I moaned a bit, but I didn't say anything due to having my tongue buried deep inside of her snatch.

Soon though, I had her close to an orgasm. "Ngh.....S-Stud.....I'm......I'm gonna cum!"

I began to finger her, as well as continuing to lick her. "Ngh, oh yeah, cum for me Cougar!"

"DADDY!!!!!" Spitfire suddenly screamed as she climaxed. I was hit by a wave of her juices, and they tasted AMAZING!

"Mmm, DEFINITELY the taste of a sweet cougar-mare in heat! You're DEFINITELY ready to carry my babies Spitsy!" Suddenly though, what she screamed dawned on me.

"Wait, Spitsy, when you orgasmed just now, did you.....just call me.....'D-Daddy'?"

Spitfire had collapsed forwards after her massive climax subsided, but she still heard what I said. "Yeah, I did Stud", I heard her murmur. "I've always thought of you as my 'Daddy', while I'm your 'Sweet Little Filly'. Yeah, I KNOW that it's kinda weird, and I AM older than you by a year, but hey, we all have our fetishes Stud."

"Can.....can you turn yourself back around Baby? Daddy REALLY wants to see his 'Little Filly'."

I heard her faintly giggle, before she picked herself up, and turned herself around before gently laying on my stomach. I heard her softly cooing and humming to herself, and I was just trying not to turn into a puddle, her adorable antics were melting my heart so much!

I wrapped my arms around her. "Spitsy, PLEASE stop being so damned cute! I'm SERIOUSLY about to have a adorableness-induced heart attack!"

Spitfire looked up at me, and gave me a cute, yet sultry smirk. "Mmm, I only do it when I'm around you Stud. I do it......b-because I actually LIKE showing off for you, and making you WANT to fall for me! Even after 5 years, I STILL want to be adorable for you. Oh, and if you tell ANYPONY about what I just said.........." She half-heartedly put a hand on my throat. "I'll............." She sighed. "I'll just deny it. I'd NEVER hurt you Stud, and I know that Dash only threatened your windpipe because of her pregnancy with Cara and Cassidy."

I was stunned. I'd NEVER truly heard Spitfire pour out her heart to me, but now here she was 5 years after tying the knot doing just that. Finally, I just asked her, "Why Spits? What did you mean by 'wanting to show off for me'?"

She sighed. "I mean, what is a mare to do when she wants to show her affections for you, but she has to compete with 2 other mares, 6 foals, a wolf, AND an annoying brat of a Sphinx?! That's why I cherish when it's just you and I Stud. For once, I'm glad that I don't have to share you with anypony else."

Now it was my turn to sigh. Long term, I knew that my polyamory was hurting my mares just as much as it was hurting me and our foals. It was a foolish mistake, and at times I wished that I could take it back, but at other times I was glad that history played out like it did.

I gently kissed Spitfire on the forehead while I held her warm body close to mine. "I love you Spitsy, always have, always will, and NOTHING will ever change that. I can ALWAYS make time for you in my schedule, so all you have to do is ask for some time, and it's yours."

She kissed me on the nose. "Mmm, thanks Stud. You're the best! Oh, and NOW can we move on to making a baby?"

I nodded. "Sure, we can do that now."

We then got down to business.

Eventually, Spitfire was able to get herself up off of me, before walking over to one of the lockers, pulling out a blanket, and draping it over the couch. She then lay down on the couch on her back, before spreading her legs wide open, and moving her tail ever so much to entice me.

She then looked at me with need in her eyes. "Do I really need to say it Stud, or are you gonna do it?"

I decided to be a bit cruel with my wife of 5 years. I gave her a look. "Beg for it Spitsy."

"What?"

I stood up, and crossed my arms. "You heard me Babe, beg for it. Beg for me to knock you up with our child. Tell me how much you want to be my baby-incubator." I wanted to keep going, but I was already cracking. I HATED being cruel with any of my wives, even in bedroom role play scenarios. This stemmed back to my life under the Futas, and the horrors I had to witness. I could only hope that Spitfire started begging before I started crying.

Spitfire could see my internal conflict, and motioned with one of her fingers. "Come on Stud, just get over here and make me happy. You KNOW that us having a baby, or even twins as per the norm would make us SO happy, so come on over and make it happen."

I knew that Spitfire had just released me from my having to make her beg, so I promptly came over, and did as she asked. I then gently took hold of her legs with my hands, before leaning forwards, and gently pushing my hard member into her. She gasped a bit, but her gasps soon turned to moans of pleasure. I leaned forward further, letting go of her legs, which she promptly wrapped around my back. She then wrapped her arms and wings around my back as well.

"Yes, that's it Stud!" She whispered as I began to thrust in and out of her, "THAT'S how you make your wifey happy! And you can thrust harder and faster if you want. I don't mind at all!"

I nodded, and kept going. All while I made love to Spitfire, I also groped and fondled her breasts. We also French-kissed multiple times, and she even wrapped her tail around mine as a gesture of her love. I returned her gesture by wrapping my tail around hers, thus intertwining them together.

Soon we worked ourselves into a steady rhythm. I pushed forwards, and she pushed back to meet my thrusts. We kept going for a while, but eventually, I felt myself getting close.

"Ngh, Spitsy.....I'm........."

"Are.....you getting close Stud?"

"Y-yeah."

She gave me a sweet smile. "Yes, PLEASE fill me up Stud! I REALLY want our foal(s)!"

I nodded, and then made Spitfire's dream come true. "Here comes our foal Sweetie!" I then pushed as deep into her as I possibly could, and unloaded another geyser of my hot, potent foal seeds. All while I was emptying my nuts inside of her, Spitfire held me tightly with her arms, legs and wings.

"Oh.....yes.....yes....nyah!" She cried as I filled her up. Once I finished, we had just enough strength left to kiss, and then I rolled off of her onto the couch. Spitfire then wrapped a blanket around us, and we fell asleep in each other's warm embrace.

I kissed her soft head. "I love you Spitsy. I hope that you enjoy your belated Christmas present!"

She giggled softly, before looking up at me with her golden eyes. "Mmm, I know that I will Stud. I'm hoping for a colt so that Skyler will finally have a brother, but given the current cycle, I'll probably wind up with twin fillies like always! I wish I could have just ONE filly though."

"Eh, well, nothing is set in stone Spitsy. Maybe this time you'll get what you want out of it."

"Ngh, maybe so Stud." We both then fell asleep.

Deep inside of Spitfire's womb, my swimmers met an egg, and Life, or Briana, take your pick, once again Found a Way.

That May, Spitfire was sitting at her desk once again. She was trying to work, but she kept getting distracted.

"Ough!" Just like Daring and Dash had warned her, the kicking had commenced about a month ago, and was REALLY strong!

Spitfire pushed her chair back from her desk a bit, before untucking her blue button-up tunic, and unbuttoning a few of the lower buttons. Once that was done, Spitfire rubbed her now rather swollen, 4 month pregnant belly. As per the norm, Spitfire had twin fillies, and they were EXTREMELY lively!

"Ough! PLEASE settle down Blazie and Tracer!" Spitfire whispered, rubbing her belly gently. "Mommy's trying to work, and I can't do that with you kicking me, so could you PLEASE quiet down for a while?"

In response, Blazie and Tracer just seemed to keep kicking.

"Ugh! In a few hours, I'll fly home, and THEN we can be with Daddy for a while. Won't that be nice?"

As if on cue, the twins settled down. Spitfire giggled a bit to herself. Whenever I wasn't around to comfort our unborn daughters, all Spitfire had to do was mention to Blazie and Tracer about spending time with me soon, and they would immediately go quiet!

"Aww, that's my sweet Blazie and Tracer." She imagined her daughters curled up in her womb, possibly sleeping. "Mmm, I wonder if foals in the womb are capable of dreaming. And if they can dream, I wonder if they’re already dreaming of trying out for the Wonderbolts someday, just like her Mom, and her Auntie Dash, not to mention their Honorary-Wonderbolt Daddy!"

Spitfire then leaned back in her chair, completely lost in her own little world. She kept thinking about how she was now my baby-incubator, as well as daydreaming about the day she would give birth, and how being a full-time mom AND the Captain of the Wonderbolts was going to be.

"Hmm, and Stud was born in September, and he told me that most babies conceived around Christmas/Hearthswarming or New Years are born in the Fall, so if that was the case for him, maybe history will repeat itself for our little Blazie and Tracer!"

Spitfire then got back to work as best she could, all while still daydreaming of the future ahead.

And, that was Chapter 27.5. If you managed to make it through to the end, you will have found that my little warning about there being EXTREMELY valuable information in this chapter was indeed correct. From Leopard revealing more about his time at Creamy Dream Ranch, to how he even got there in the first place, to sex with Spitfire, to that leading to her pregnancy with their new daughter, Blazie. I REALLY hoped that you enjoyed this chapter, and now that it's over with, NOW I can move on to Chapter 28, and FINALLY bring back the Futas! I hope that you're all HYPED for that chapter, as well as what's to come next, as Chapters 28-30, plus the epilogue are going to be EPIC!!!!!

In the meantime though, comments, feedback, questions, as well as spreading the word about this story are always appreciated, and I'll see you all again in Chapter 28!

ScarFox out for now!