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Chapter 11: Handling the Huntress and Claiming the Cheetah

“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Many of you have been begging for this night, demanding to see the boute you’re about to witness! Well your demands have been heard! Iiin one corner, we have a rising star, coming in at an unbroken twelve win streak. You know him, the one and only: LEGIONNN!!!”

I stepped out into the walkway, letting the new form I’d found slowly slip out, muscles bulging and bones snapping as the lights were on me. Before letting the transformation burst out, shooting up nearly four feet in height as the back of my skull extended out, bony plates forming all over my body including my head, turning my face into a wedge shape. The protrusion at the back of my head continued to grow, turning into a long, sinuous, and muscular tail ending with a razor sharp blade.

I leapt the remaining thirty feet into the ring, sending the small crowd in the stands roaring and cheering in approval as I landed in the cliche superhero stance. Standing up in a bipedal stance, I roared out, clawed hands open and at my sides, really playing it up for the crowd. They absolutely ate it u… huh, this is the first time I had someone throw their bra at me.

“And now, from lands unknown, the Trophy Taker, the Head Huntress, the Perfect Predator, the… CHAMPIONNN!!!”

I actually hadn’t seen any of the reigning champion’s fights, so when an eight, almost nine foot tall woman in sci-fi looking breastplate, mask, bracers, and greaves strolled out, I was more than a little surprised. Being perfectly honest, except for the armor and what looked like a chainmail skirt, the only thing she wore could be described as combat webbing. There was a kind of backpack thing, and something about her scent was… odd. I didn’t have words to describe it, this form was still so new that I was getting used to the different senses it had.

My opponent reached back, pulling a metal cylinder from her pack. Placing both hands on it, it telescoped into a wicked looking spear. I crouched down onto all fours, ready to move if I needed to.

“I know you’re all eager to see some blood, but I’m afraid you’ll have to wait just a little bit longer,” both the champion and I turned to look at the speakers as the crowd booed the announcement. “Fear not! I’ve been assured that it’ll be well worth the wait. A few of our Toybox Tinkerers got into the boss’s secret stash the other day and had a bit of fun with the ring. Until this point, the Ring has been a simple, boring boxing ring. NO MORE!

“Why settle for the mundane when nearly your entire staff are Tinkers? Now, now the Ring will add to the excitement, the spectacle, the CHALLENGE!”

At the last word, the ring shook, as it slowly sank down into the floor. I looked around, not only was the ring sinking, seams and cracks were forming, the floor surrounding the ring receding into the walls. I had a suspicion as to what the added challenge was going to be, and sure enough those seams and cracks grew, turning what was once a single, somewhat small for the two of us, ring into nearly half a dozen floating islands suspended in a dark void. I had no clue what would happen if either of us fell, and I didn’t really want to find out either.

Turning to look back at my opponent, I swallowed nervously as something that looked suspiciously like a miniature cannon rolled up onto her shoulder, pointing in my general direction.

“FIGHT!”

I immediately dove off my chunk of ring, just as something very hot shot from the shoulder-cannon and passed through where I’d been. My head-tail lashed out, the spike on the end driving into the bottom of another ring-island and letting me swing up and over to a third. Landing on all fours, I balanced as best I could on the ring-island while looking out at the new arena. The ring had been broken up into over a dozen different islands of various sizes, the smallest of which looked barely large enough for my opponent to stand on.

A trio of red lights trailed along the base of the ring-island I was standing on, prompting me to jump off moments before her shoulder-cannon fired again. Again, my head tail let me Tarzan-swing to another patch of solid ‘ground’, this time much closer. I looked over the field between us. There were two paths I’d be able to take to reach her, the problem was that the quick one left me with basically no cover while the other had three spots where if she took out the island ahead of me I’d be stuck.

My plotting for how I was going to get to her encountered a surprise when she leapt off the island she was on, a pack on her back letting out a strange whining noise as she all but floated over to the next ring-island. Apparently she wasn’t content to just blast me from a distance the entire fight, thankfully.

Plan changed, I looked for the largest piece of the ring, and leapt towards it. I had to do my swinging trick a few times, but I reached it first, before turning to face my opponent as she leapt from one island to another like a scantily clad sci-fi shooter protagonist. I rolled my neck as she drew closer, feeling the tendrils that made my head-tail splitting apart, revealing the four tentacles covered in both plating and spikes.

As she made the last jump, my tentacles lashed out, two aiming for her spear while the other two moved to wrap around her. There was a sound of metal sliding against metal, then pain. Pulling my tendrils back, I reared back on my hind legs as she landed and bared both her spear and the wicked claws that had popped out of what had looked like an oversized bracer, the claws dripping red blood from the tendril they’d cut.

Okay, quick inspection: she’s got that shoulder-cannon, spear, and claws along with any other tricks she’s got hidden away but hasn’t revealed yet. I’ve got claws, bulk, and three of my spiked tendrils left. That was on top of the fact that of the two of us she’s the only one with stable footing.

The two of us stared each other down, a lull in the fight, her shoulder-cannon wheeling back into its slot on her back before a voice (one I sincerely hope is not her own) spoke up from her mask, “Is that all you’ve got, bitch?”

I hissed at her, my current form unable to speak, before I drove one spike into the edge of the island we were standing on and using my front claw to break the chunk off. As she turned to face my impromptu flail, another tendril lashed at her from behind, punching through the still whining pack and ripping it off.

Then blinked as both of us froze momentarily. In hindsight I probably should have paid better attention to how that backpack connected to her chest armor, because now both her pale green tits were bouncing freely. The crowd roared, whether in shock or approval I couldn’t quite tell, but either way, she was pissed.

“I’m going to kill you,” a different voice from before echoed out from her mask, as she leapt towards me, spear pulled back and claws bared.

Throwing the tinkertech pack off my tendril, I leapt off the island before driving two of my tendril spikes into the bottom of it and coming up behind her, lashing out with my island-flail. It didn’t hit her, but it did make the piece of ring-island shake unsteadily. Still using my two tendrils to support my weight, I lashed back and forth with my remaining two, pushing her back to the edge despite the pain caused whenever she brought those claws to bear.

The pain was excruciating, and by the time this fight was over there’d be enough chunks of tentacle to supply a japanese seafood joint. But I blocked out the pain, even as my two tendrils were becoming smaller and smaller, I was slowly pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Just before she managed to cut my two tendrils to half their original length, I leapt onto the island properly, and lashed at her with all four tendrils. She took an instinctive step backwards in surprise, but she’d already been at the very edge of the ring-island.

“Ladies and gentlemen, with a victory by ring-out, we have a NEW CHAMPION! Let’s hear it for LEGION!”

A glance down showed that the majority of the dark abyss below us was some sort of holographic display, either that or my opponent could fly and chose to do so that made it look like she was standing on something. Regardless, seeing that she was fine, I took the moment to lift my remaining tendrils into the air and gave a warbling, hissing roar to the enthusiastic crowds.

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With the cameras off, and the ring back to normal, I returned to my human form and made my way to the showers. While injuries didn’t transfer between different forms, I don’t want to guess what’d be hurting right now if they did, I still built up a sweat and my body was feeling the same heat and burn from a good long workout.

So setting the temp to cold, I stepped in and let out a sigh as the cool water washed away the sweat and grime. I didn’t stay in the show for long, just long enough to do my business, before stepping out and toweling off.

I blame the fact that I had a towel around my head and was vigorously drying my hair that I didn’t hear the doors open and close. Because when I dropped the towel I wasn’t alone any more. Staring at me was an amazonian woman who had a good two feet on me at least. The skin tone easily gave away the fact that I was now alone in a shower with the woman whose title I’d just taken. Without her mask… well, she wasn’t going to be winning any beauty contests, that was for sure. The stylized omega symbol on the middle of her forehead made it clear that she was a Case 53, if the elongated, almost squid-shaped skull, dreadlock-like tendrils, and mandibles instead of lips hadn’t already.

We stared in silence for a few moments, before I asked, “No hard feelings about the win?”

She didn’t immediately respond, looking me up and down, before she finally spoke, “You are the first to beat me. You may be a worthy mate.”

I blinked, before resisting the urge to facepalm. Seriously, why was every woman I met so eager to jump my bones? Wrapping the towel around my waist, I walked past her while saying, “You’ll have to both get in line and talk to my wife if you’re serious. Either way your flirting needs some serious work.”

Within fifteen minutes, I was back home, ready to spend time with my girls. Five minutes and a change of clothes later, I made my way downstairs to the living room where Greer, Kori, and Britanny were all watching the replay of the fight. Deciding to surprise them, I tiptoed on the carpet up behind the couch they were all sitting on and, just as the me on the TV was declared the winner, I grabbed Greer and Britanny by the shoulders, making them jump and shriek in surprise.

The slaps to my shoulders by the two miffed catgirls was well worth seeing them jump a good five feet into the air. As I was herded into the kitchen by the three ladies in my life, I couldn’t help but note a strange, almost musky smell in the air. Brushing it aside for the moment, I resolved to get some air fresheners the next time I went shopping.

For once, I wasn’t the one who cooked. Britanny pushed me down into a chair before claiming her spot in my lap and practically gluing herself to my chest. I could both feel and hear her purring like an oversized house cat as she continually shifted and ground her hips into mine.

“Britanny, not at the dinner table,” I chided her as I wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her close.

“Fine,” she said with a pout as Greer started serving the plates full of various meats.

Eating with a sexy cheetah-girl in my lap was rather awkward, but I’d barely managed to finish my plate before she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and dragged me upstairs. I had a very strong hunch as to where this was going, something that I was in full agreement of. As Britanny dragged me into the guest room she’d been using whenever she stayed here, I took a moment to regain my balance, moments before a purple blouse covered my head.

Quickly removing Britanny’s blouse from my face I was treated to the amazing sight of Britanny standing before me bent over and slowly pulling down her booty shorts and thong. The sight alone was enough to make me drop the blouse and work at getting my pants off. Fumbling with my belt I finally get it unbuckled as Britanny steps out of her shorts and underwear.

Watching her look back at me over her shoulder the sinfully seductive look she gives me is enough for me to almost rip off my pants, releasing my hard throbbing member. Growling at her I kick off my shoes and pants before moving towards her as she slowly struts towards her bed.

Though just before I could grasp her from behind Britanny in a display of agility spins around and places her large soft furry hand on my chest stopping me.

“No, no love before you even get to touch me let alone fuck me I want you to do something for me.” She teases softly with a sensual undertone to her words. Raising a brow at her words I tilt my head to the side before nodding.

“Alright what do you want babe?” I stand there patiently waiting for her to tell me what she wants.

“Now Stud I want you to fuck me, but not as a human I want you to fuck me in one of your forms.” She all but purrs out as she gently traces her fingers along my chest, her sharp claws lightly scraping over my skin.

Locking eyes with her I start to consider her request because honestly while I was fine with the idea now due to Koriand’r having asked me to fuck her a few times in different forms. I kinda wanted my first time with Britanny to be in my base form.

Though as I thought about this as if to help me come to a decision faster Britanny removes her hand from my chest, and then sits back on the edge of her bed. Though this was not all she does though, because as she sits there before me now she slowly spreads her legs and shows off her wet drooling slit to me showing me just how horny she was for me.

Licking my suddenly dry lips I can’t help but stare and watch as she places a hand in between her legs and then uses her fingers to spread open her pussy lips invitingly for me.

“Mmm please baby don’t keep your Kitten waiting she wants her big strong stud to come help sooth her burning need and desire for his cream.” She all but purrs out seductively and needily at me.

And as if flipping a switch my long forgotten instincts take over and I subconsciously transform my form quickly shifting into that of Snarl’s a large bipedal wolf like form that I had yet to really use outside of practice.

Throwing my head back and howling as I stood before her, I look back down at her once I finish and see Britanny’s eyes widen as she stares at me. Grinning as I see her breathing start to pick up I look down and am treated to the sight of my new dick. Said dick was now a bit larger and thicker than my old human one putting it at a little over maybe eleven inches now and maybe an inch and a half to almost two inches in width now. But the most obvious changes to it now were the tapered tip and the knot at the base of my length.

Looking back up at my Kitten I growl lowly and lustfully as I move closer to her, as I do so her ears seem to perk up before she slowly starts to crawl back onto the bed. Though once she reaches the middle of her bed she stops and lays back spreading her legs invitingly for me.

“That’s right stud come and claim your Kitten, come and mark her as yours.” Britanny purrs as she lays there staring at me with a lust filled gaze.

Snarling, I climb up onto the bed and crawl over to my Mate as my new instincts demanded, positioning myself above her. I feel her legs wrap around my waist, her ankles locking together just over the base of my wagging tail. Resting my large three fingered hands on the bed on either side of her head I grin down at her lustfully as I position my hard length against her wet slit.

Staring into her eyes I see her into her eyes I see her nod before grunting as I slowly push forward into her and impale Britanny upon my hard xeno wolven member. Shuddering in pleasure as I sink inch after inch of my hard cock into her the sounds of her moans and pants as I sink into her spurring me on.

As my hips finally meet hers I moan in pleasure as her walls clamp down so tightly on my invading length, eagerly milking it for my seed already as I rest inside of her allowing her to adjust to my size. As we rest there my hips begin to grind and press into her as I wait for her to give me the go ahead, my tapered tip digging and grinding into her cervix due to just how deeply inside of her I was buried.

“Mmm you’re such a big stud, you fill me up so much.” She purrs out as her hands come to rest on my back, her fingers sinking into my fur and lightly moving up and down my back.

Grinning down at her I see her give me a slight nod, and then grunt as I begin to slowly thrust myself in and out of her tight hot depths at a slow and steady pace. As I do so I’m treated to the sights and sounds of my sexy little Kitten moaning and purring as I fucked her, her body rocking beneath me as I claim her, causing her impressive bosom to bounce and jiggle as I rut into her.

“Oh Gods yes baby fuck my tight little pussy! Claim it and mold it to the shape of your dick! Ruin me and make it so only your dick can bring me pleasure~!” She moans out as I continue to fuck her. As this happens Britanny also begins to rock and roll her hips in time with my thrusts bringing us both even more pleasure as we mate. At the same time my tapered tip also lightly taps against her cervix with every thrust I make into her.

Though unknown to either of us as we fucked was that due to Britanny having lived most of her life now as an anthro Cheetah she had taken on a Cheetah’s characteristics as well. Meaning that unlike a human who was almost always fertile Britanny herself now like a Cheetah went into heat though unlike a cheetah who went into heat almost two or three times a year. Britanny because of the fact she was both human and Cheetah went into heat every two months. This meant that right now as I fucked myself into her I was going to ensure that Britanny truly was mine as I was going to leave her with a child growing in her womb.

“Mmm such a naughtly little Kitty you are so eager and willing.” I growl out in between thrusts as I continue to fuck her loving how she so eagerly and willingly submits herself to me. A stark difference from her normal almost domineering take charge personality. Lowering my head I cut her off before she could reply as I kissed her hungrily and passionately though also awkwardly as well due to my muzzle.

After a few minutes of making out with her as we fucked I finally break the kiss and pant softly for air. Staring down at her I grunt as I remove her legs from my waist and then suddenly pull out of her causing her to moan in disappointment, before I suddenly flip her over. As I do so I position Britanny before me in the face down ass up position and grin as I slam myself back inside of her tight hot sheath shuddering in pleasure as I do so.

As I fuck her from behind know her tail curls around my waist as if trying to pull me in deeper. All the while my pace begins to increase now leaving me thrusting into her at a hard and fast pace now. As I fuck her so roughly from behind I’m treated to the lovely sight of her plush pillowy ass cheeks bouncing and jiggling with every thrust into her I make.

Ears perking up I listen to Britanny yowling in pleasure as I claim her from behind fucking her like the animals we resembled. Grasping her hips tightly with my hands my knot slowly began to swell with every thrust into her I made signaling to her that I was beginning to draw closer to my end just as she was.

“Oh! Felix, so big and strong, mmm are you planning on giving me a Kitten to care for, babe?” Britanny asks me lustfully as she looks back at me over her shoulder. “Because if that’s your plan then do it! I wouldn’t mind mothering your Kittens baby!” She yells out encouragingly.

Snarling at her encouragement I do my best to bring us both to our ends as I rutt into her like a man possessed. Gritting my teeth as I hunch over her as I fuck her I lean my head forward and begin to nip and nibble on the tips of her ears. As I do so I watch her shudder and mewl as I do so.

“If it's Kittens you want then I’ll give you a whole Gods be Damned Litter!” I snarl out in between thrusts huffing as I thrust into her so roughly from behind loving how she words with me and meets my thrusts with thrusts of her one. Doing her best to drive me deeper into her. All the while my tapered tip jabbed into her cervix with every thrust.

Snapping my jaws closed in her ears my pace once more begins to pick up until I’m know left thrusting into her at a brutal pace, and as I fuck her so ruthlessly from behind rocking both the bed and her body beneath my. I feel Britanny’s back arch as she positions herself beneath me to accept even more of my alien length, all the while my knot now fully swollen slaps against her pussy lips with every thrust threatening to push past those lips and tie us together.

“ Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!! Do it you beast! Ruin me and breed me! Give your slutty Kitten a litter to raise! Make my belly swell with your bastards and show me off to everyone as a sign to everyone who owns this pussy and womb!” She all but shouts as she fucks herself back on my hard cock like a woman possessed.

Growling I meet her wild frantic thrusts with my own gritting my teeth as we all but lose rhythm and are now just a pair of animals fucking for no other reason but to breed.

Panting heavily I thrust into her rapidly a few more times before snarling as I slam home into her forcing her pussy to spread as I force my knot into her and lock us together as I tie us together. This in turn caused my tapered tip to all but punch past her cervix and into her womb. Throwing my head back I my muzzle splits into four pieces as I howl my climax to the whole block as I begin to flood Britanny’s fertile and completely unprotected womb, with extra large and extremely thick gooey ropes of my scolding hot and creamy cum. As this happens Britanny’s head also gets thrown back as she all but roars out her own climax as she cums along my length milking it for even more of my seed.