Zamur's eyes narrowed, and he held his breath as he noticed movement in front of the bushes that concealed him. A young gazelle with a willowy body and long, straight hazel hair that covered her pair of small, supple tits was approaching the remote water hole with a bucket in her paws and a distracted smile on her lips. She wasn't as well-endowed as the leopard had hoped, but she looked weak enough not to put up much of a fight, and he was sure that she would grow wider hips and fatter breasts once he had knocked her up a few times. 

The leopard reflexively salivated at the thought of his own breeding slave swelling with his offspring, only to remind himself not to count his chickens before they're hatched. Fortunately, the gazelle was still oblivious to his presence, and she treated him to an even sweeter sight as she bent over to fill the bucket with water. Her stubby tail pushed her skimpy loincloth aside, revealing her plump, puffy pussy, its pink folds already wet and dripping with her juices. A powerful thrill rushed through Zamur, and he instantly got rock hard as he realized that she was in heat, ripe for the picking. Quietly, he reached for his rope and tensed up as he waited for her to completely turn her back and butt on him.

Finally, the gazelle was in her most vulnerable position, and Zamur dashed out of the shrubs, throwing himself onto her and wrangling her to the ground before she had time to react. Using one of her horns as leverage, he forced her face into the water, turning her scream into a trail of air bubbles as he wrenched her arms behind her back. Her wild squirming didn't make it easy to restrain her, but he had practiced his moves on a herd of feral gnus beforehand, so it was only a matter of moments until he had tied her up.

As the gazelle kept struggling, the leopard noticed that she had ended up in the perfect position for mating, pinned down and with her butt grinding against his bulging loincloth. Faced with such a prime opportunity, he hastily checked his surroundings for eventual witnesses. Thankfully, this water hole was remote, and there wasn't a single soul in sight for miles, so he decided to capitalize on his successful catch right here and now. However, before he could get to the fun part, he had to silence her properly, preferably without drowning her. Already, the number of bubbles rising to the water surface abated as she ran out of breath, but he still held her down for a few more seconds until her consciousness began to slip and her defiant writhing weakened.

Only then, Zamur took a fistful of the gazelle's hair and yanked her out of the water, granting her a gasp of fresh air. She coughed and gagged as she desperately tried to fill her lungs with oxygen, and she was too distracted to resist the leopard as he ripped off his loincloth and jammed the crumpled fabric into her open muzzle. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked on the sweat-soaked makeshift gag as he tied it down with another piece of rope and muffled her for good.

The gazelle still tried to make herself noticed, expelling a muffled scream of distress until the leopard pushed his muzzle against her neck, licking her with his rough tongue and teasing her with his sharp teeth. "You better be quiet if you don't want me to bite down and rip your throat out," he growled, and she immediately fell silent, freezing in fear. "Much better~"

Zamur kept his lips pressed against his victim's neck as he aligned his barbed cock with her snug snatch, and the moment his tip kissed her warm folds, he thrust forward. A wave of heavenly pleasure engulfed his brain as he drove his fat, throbbing meat balls-deep into her tight channel with one brutal shove, and a heavy grunt escaped his maw as he began to fuck her with ruthless thrusts.

Tears streamed down the gazelle's cheeks, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her body shaking and quivering like a leaf as the leopard rammed his barbed dick up her cunt, but she was so terrified by his threat that nothing more than a low, agonized whimper slipped past her lips. Meanwhile, the rush of the rape loosened the predator's tongue, and he grunted and groaned with pleasure, spurred on further by the prospect of impregnating her with his offspring.

"Fuck, you've got a perfect pussy. I can't wait to pump your womb full of cubs," Zamur growled into his victim's ear, crudely groping and squeezing her petite mammaries. "Watching your tits swell and leak with milk while your taut tummy grows into a big, round bump~"

The leopard's words had a stronger effect on his victim than initially anticipated, drawing a surprisingly wet, bawdy moan from her stuffed muzzle. A glint of twisted joy sparkled in her eyes as her grimace slowly shifted from pain to pleasure, and the defiant tension in her body softened as she yielded to his relentless pounding.

The gazelle's unexpected enjoyment stunned Zamur so much that he slowed down and stared at her with an open muzzle. It didn't take long, however, until his triumphant grin returned. "Oh, you like being used, you dirty slut? Does the thought of bearing my young turn you on?" he purred, licking her ear as he fucked her even faster than before, his swinging sack hitting her thighs with loud slaps. "Lucky you, because you'll get even more of that once I introduce you to your new home~"

The leopard teased the female with another lick across the throat before he pulled away from her neck and grabbed her horns, using them as leverage to slam his fat, spiny cock inside her in a brutal frenzy. With every thrust, her tight, tensing pussy pushed him closer to an orgasm, and deep, gruff grunts poured from his throat as burning lust consumed him, making him sweat as much as the scorching, open Savannah sun. He even let go of one horn to whack and slap her ass, a muffled whine escaping her maw as her cheeks reddened from the vicious blows.

After a few more seconds of ruthless rutting, the pent-up arousal finally reached its peak, and Zamur erupted with a victorious roar. "Fuck, take my seed, bitch! Take it all!" he growled and threw himself on top of the gazelle, burying his tensing dick deep inside her one last time before he pumped spurt after spurt of his thick, virile seed into her receptive womb. "Have my cubs!"

Swept away by the leopard's unbridled orgasm, the gazelle joined with a hoarse cry. Her body trembled and quivered with bliss, and her pussy contracted around his shaft, greedily sucking his semen right from the source. Fortunately, Zamur had more than enough to give, filling her with enough of his thick cream until there was no chance she would emerge from this without a belly full of his young, a thought that extended his climax and drew every last drop from his clenching, tensing nuts.

Despite the riveting rush of the rape, Zamur's orgasmic rapture didn't last forever, and as the bliss wore off, he realized that breeding in the open sun had been a bad idea. Sapped by his mighty climax and the blazing sun, he collapsed on the gazelle and closed his eyes with a heavy sigh. "Fuck, this was great. I can't wait to take another turn once we're home~"

The leopard spent another minute on the similarly exhausted female, a grin of dopey delight on his lips as he idly massaged her tits and listened to her labored breathing and hammering heart. The moment of quiet was interrupted, however, when the sound of a cracking twig pierced his ear. He reflexively raised his head and opened his eyes just in time to see a dark shadow looming over him. "Wha-"

Suddenly, a massive paw closed around Zamur's arm, and before he had time to react, he was yanked up and around with brutish force. "Hey! Ow! What do you think you're doing? Let go of me at o...oooh" His protest died, and his ears fell flat as he realized who had just torn him away from the gazelle. A hulking zebra stallion glared at him with flaming eyes, his colossal body and sweaty striped fur bulging with muscles, and his loincloth unable to conceal his massive black horsecock. "Who? What? Why?"

The stallion snorted dismissively, not even bothering to answer Zamur's questions as he grabbed his thigh and aligned his ass with the tip of his veiny, rock-hard dong. The leopard hissed and clenched up as the massive glans pushed against his asshole, leaving no doubt about the other male's intentions, and his anger flipped into pure horror. "Wait, stop! You can't do this! Let go!" he yelped, squirming and struggling against the zebra's iron grip, but to no avail. "I'm going to scream, and you'll regret this when the others find you!"

Finally, a smirk sneaked onto the brutish stallion's face, and he chuckled, "You're on zebra territory, cat, and you know it. I can do with you whatever I want."

"Fuck, wait, I didn't mean to! You can have her! Just let me go, please!"

"Malika is already ours, and you have no basis for negotiation anyway," the stallion grunted and grabbed Zamur's neck, making him choke as he turned him around to look at the gazelle. Two more zebra males had gathered around her, the first cutting her restraints while the other removed her gag. An entranced, mindless smile lay on her face, harboring no ill will, but the leopard only got to see it for a second before one of the other stallions grabbed her head and unceremoniously rammed his massive erection down her throat.

"And what's worse, you've violated our property, so it's my right to return the favor," the zebra added with a wicked grin and hooked his arms under Zamur's thighs, wrenching his legs up to trap him in a full nelson.

Unable to escape the stallion's overbearing embrace, the leopard could do nothing but stare at the thick, throbbing horsecock as it rubbed against his spotted butt, his heart pounding in his chest as he braced for the inevitable penetration. One more time, he begged, "Please, I'm not gay! I've never done this before! Also, you're going to split me in half with that thing. So please, let me go!"

"Did the gazelle have a choice when you raped her?" the stallion snarled, forcing the air out of Zamur's lungs as he tightened his hold. "Did our mares have a choice when your kind defiled and kidnapped them? You're mighty brave to show your face around here after everything that's happened, or incredibly stupid. Anyway, I'm not gay either, but a hole is a hole, kitty, and you deserve it."

Tears streamed down the leopard's cheek as he gritted his teeth, puckering up as hard as he could to keep the zebra's terrifying cock out of his virginal ass, but his sphincter didn't stand a chance against the other male's immense strength. A single violent thrust was enough to wrench his hole wide open. Once the tip was inside his rectum, the hulking stallion just rammed it deeper and deeper with brutal force, impaling him with almost every inch of his gargantuan rod.

Zamur opened his muzzle and screamed at the top of his lungs as a searing pain ripped through his ass. The zebra's cock was as pleasant as a rod of red hot steel, and there was not an ounce of pleasure but more pressure than his brain could handle as it stretched and bulged his belly. It didn't take long until the huge, throbbing lump on his abdomen blurred behind a veil of tears, and he pleaded, "AAAAAH! Stop, it hurts! Please!"

"Good. The screams make it all the sweeter," the stallion huffed and snatched the leopard's ear with his teeth. Too blunt to pierce, he still chomped down as hard as he could, making his victim howl with a wave of fresh agony. "And that's for my aunt, you worthless feline bastard." Then, he finally started fucking him properly, plunging his fat horsecock into his ass without mercy or consideration.

The initial thrusts were still sluggish as the zebra struggled to fit his massive meat into Zamur's tight butt, but each was living, blazing hell for the leopard. The relentless forces tugging and yanking on his sensitive insides spawned wave after wave of excruciating pain, no matter if the swollen black horsecock was going in or out. There was no time or room for relief when the bulky male pulled out, and his whole body shook every time he slammed it back in, his muzzle agape in a perpetual scream as rivers of tears streamed down his cheeks. 

With his vision obscured by salty tears, Zamur's ears became all the more receptive to the zebra's disgusting grunts and smacks, and no matter how much he swiveled his auricles, he couldn't escape his teeth and wet, slimy tongue. No wailing and crying could sway his oppressor's mind. On the contrary, the louder he screamed, the harder the hulking male battered his cock up his tight, unprepared ass, wielding his endowment like a weapon. Thanks to his folded position and the brutal pounding, he swiftly lost all feeling in his legs, but he barely cared about the shallow prickling as long as the stallion was busy straightening his guts. 

Eventually, deep embarrassment joined Zamur's agony as he lost control over his lower body. A stream of golden piss burst from his flailing dick, splattering everywhere as the zebra kept ramming him with the unbridled force of his bulging muscles. Obviously, his rapist didn't let the mishap go uncommented and laughed, "Look at that! Bad kitty! You can't even hold your water. Let me help you."

Suddenly, the stallion interrupted the savage rut and closed his paw around the leopard's cock, forcefully choking the flow. A whole new kind of agony joined his mind-shattering torment, and the pause didn't provide any relief. Instead, it only made him painfully aware of the damage the gargantuan, pulsing schlong had done to his sore, aching guts, and he begged for mercy with utter despair in his voice. "Fuck, please stop! Put me down, and I'll do everything you ask for! Please!"

"You make this sound like a trade offer, cat. Do you still not understand? You're our toy now, a servant to our tribe and the compensation for the misdeeds of your people. This is part of your punishment," the zebra growled, roughly squeezing Zamur's muzzle with his sweaty hand. "And I'll keep going until your worthless ass makes me cum, no matter how much you scream and beg. Besides, better get used to it because this won't be your only ride."

Zamur choked with despair, but before he could realize just how much he had fucked up, the stallion continued where he had left off. A single thrust was enough to scramble his thoughts and shatter his mind into a thousand pieces, and it was only the beginning of an even more ferocious pounding. The zebra drilled Zamur so hard that he didn't even have the breath to scream anymore, just gagging and coughing as he bounced up and down the stallion's rod, but the pain was as oppressive as ever, and it only got worse as the hulking male sped up his thrusts.

As if the humiliation from wetting himself hadn't been enough for Zamur, the relentless anal abuse was making him hard again. The unrelenting, crushing stimulation against his poor prostate gave him the biggest boner ever, and the stimulation overload merged with his agony into a twisted stream of arousal, slowly forcing him toward an orgasm he never asked or wished for. Even worse, the stallion's huge, flailing ball sack was pummeling his own testes with the force of a kick to the groin, teasing and tormenting him with his far superior equipment.

At no point during the rape could Zamur tell how much longer the zebra stallion would last. Whenever he hoped that his rapist's orgasm was imminent, he was swiftly proven wrong as the male continued to pound him with the ever-same unyielding rhythm. The minutes flew by, each feeling like an eternity, and the leopard slowly grew numb to the savage violation. Pain and pleasure ceased to matter as his broken mind failed to process the torment, his cries and groans becoming dull and lifeless, and when his tears finally dried up in apathy, his eyes wandered to the gazelle. 

The two other zebra stallions had trapped the small, slender female between their musclebound frames, her belly bulging with twice the girth as they drilled her tight holes with the same fervor as their companion drilled Zamur's ass. One of them yanked her hair while the other snogged and slapped her face, spitting and drooling into her open muzzle. Yet, the moony, beatific smile on her face and her choked squeals of joy showed that she enjoyed the ruthless, senseless ravaging.

"We caught that thieving bitch with her paws on the tribe's treasure. She screamed and struggled just like you on her first punishment. Look at her now," the zebra holding Zamur snorted and grabbed his face, ensuring that he kept looking as the two other males came, nutting deep inside the limber gazelle. The leopard trembled in fear as he watched the bulge on her belly swelling and fattening as the stallions dumped their thick, fertile seed inside her, and he groaned with dismay as the female joined her abusers with a resounding howl. "Once we've broken you like her, you'll come begging for more as well."

Zamur whined and sluggishly shook his head, refusing to think about his own fate and future. Thankfully, his stallion was getting close as well, snorting and huffing as he brutalized his ass and overwhelmed him with enough stimulation to distract him and trigger the most miserable orgasm of his life. He rolled his eyes and whimpered as a few feeble spurts of semen burst from his swinging dick, a minuscule amount dwarfed by the zebra as he joined him.

One final thrust sealed the deal. The stallion neighed with triumph, and he closed his sweaty paws around the leopard's neck, choking him while his thick, veiny wang flared and flexed inside his guts. The first spurt was already more than Zamur had come in both his orgasms combined, and it was only just the beginning as his fat, bloated nuts unleashed a relentless flood upon his ass. The hot, gooey semen invaded every twist and bend of his bowels, filling him to the brim and beyond in no time while he could do nothing but watch in disbelief as his belly swelled and grew into a fat, sloshing dome.

"Look at you, fuck toy. You tried to force cubs into a poor, innocent girl, and now you've ended up with a big, fat belly yourself," the zebra nickered, squeezing and kneading the leopard's inflated midriff. "And the males of the tribe will make sure it stays this way." He gave the swollen bump a few more hefty slaps, making it slosh and wobble until Zamur howled with pain before he finally yanked his cock out of his ruined ass, leaving a giant, gaping crater where his tight, virginal pucker had been just minutes ago. Then, he unceremoniously loosened his grip and let go of the feline, dropping him onto the ground like a piece of trash.

Zamur groaned with pain as he hit the hard soil, and he sluggishly heaved himself on all fours, trying in vain to crawl into the bushes. Before he could get anywhere, the zebra pulled him back at his tail and pinned him down with a hoof. "Hey, where do you think you're going, kitty? We're not done yet. Far from it," he growled as he bent over him and tied him up with the same rope he had used on the gazelle earlier.

While the stallion bound Zamur's arms and legs together, he was forced to look at the aftermath of the gazelle's romp with her two zebras. Down on her knees, she thanked and kissed each of their fat, dripping cocks while cradling her swollen belly with one arm.

"Good slut. You've earned yourself my foals," one of the males grunted, tweaking her ear until she whined with pain.

With tears in her eyes and a twisted smile on her lips, the gazelle nodded and shot a dismissive glance at the hogtied leopard. "Thank you, Abasi, Sefu. I almost forgot how it felt to get fucked by real men, not that limp-dicked wannabe." Her voice hitched and turned into a squeak as the other zebra grabbed her at the waist, yanked her up, and tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of grain. With that, they departed and made their way back to the village.

Zamur choked in defeat as his stallion grabbed his sweaty loincloth and shoved it up his muzzle, giving him a taste of his own medicine. With a pat on his head, the towering male cooed, "Well, let's get you to your new home, kitty, and don't worry. We'll make sure you won't get bored~" Then, he picked Zamur up and carried him on his back like a tied feral goat, driving home that he was nothing more than meat anymore. Fuck meat for the stallions of the tribe, a tight pair of holes to fill with a useless, tiny dick, a bloated, cum-stuffed belly, and a broken mind, and he shed a single tear as he realized that no help would come to free him from his self-inflicted fate. This was his future; this was his new life.