Rinak's axe fell heavily on the head of the last old man in the place, making the smiling face of the Viking stained with blood. Around the warrior boar, the whole village was ablaze, the wood and thatch of the houses crackled with fire, and the screams of the survivors mingled with the clamor of the assailants and the smoke. 

The prosperous Huron village was consumed to its foundations as the boars celebrated victory, loading wagons with grain, furs, and new slaves. A bountiful harvest for the winter, luxurious feral creature skins to make garments and armor, and at least thirty young slaves to work, have fun, or sell, among them men and women.

The raid leader, Rinak, a huge boar six feet tall with a belly the size of a wine barrel, was advancing toward his men who were carrying the loot. In his right hand, his great axe still dripping blood, and in his left hand, a long silky white hair, belonging to an unconscious young boy, dressed in a fine fur cloak, and underneath a snow-white fur covered the boy's body.

Rinak threw the ferret at the foot of one of the cages and growled to his men: "That's the son of the chief of the tribe, he's mine now, and if anyone lays a finger on him without my permission, I'll break you in two along with his whole family!"

The men nodded and put the young ferret in a separate cage. The fear produced by their war chief's threats were not unfounded, the great Rinak placed great value on his war trophies, so much so that he once went so far as to cut off an arm of one of his sons for borrowing an axe he had won in a fight.

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With the return of the conquistadors, they had great feasts in the wild boar tribe. Although the plunder was a feat worth celebrating, this time they celebrated twice as much because the destruction of the ferrets had been a task of another tribe in exchange for signing the peace. A year before, the boars had been crushed in a war against the tribe of the direwolves, huge feral but intelligent wolves, and to avoid total destruction, the direwolves had ordered them to annihilate the ferrets. The task was complete, and now they could be safe from the wrath of that terrible tribe they should never have disturbed.

The great bonfire in the center of the village burned so fiercely that its flame seemed to reach the clouds. Warriors clinked their mugs full of beer, and thrust their huge hands into sacks of stolen grain to scoop huge handfuls of food into their mouths. The unmarried women danced around the fire with the shaman, who was always painted completely blue and wore her huge breasts exposed, while the married women served more drinks to their men and tended to their children. The young men, not yet old enough to go on raids with the adults, fought naked and unarmed to demonstrate their strength and skill in front of the whole tribe.

From a solitary cage, a young ferret watched the disgusting spectacle. Arnukak, son of the slain chief of the ferret tribe, watched as his new owners gloated over his dastardly deed. Arnukak's tribe was peaceful, gatherers and breeders of ferals, who wished no harm to anyone and preferred to live a spiritual and friendly existence. The only weapons the ferrets possessed were long torches to ward off the dangerous beasts of the forest, and the stone knives they used to cut the wool of their sheep. There was no honor in attacking them, there was nothing to celebrate in beating a defenseless enemy. The desolation of the loss and the bitterness of the violence suffered were so great that in Arnukak's soul there was no room to hate those murderous savages.

A loud bang brought Arnukak out of his trance. A young girl from the same tribe as the ferret had been thrown hard against the cage, the ferret recognized her, she was Mararke, the daughter of the tribe's shaman, she was barely eighteen winters old, just like him. The young girl, dressed only in rags, bruised all over and looking terrified, did her best to defend herself from a huge boar that pounced on her with a feral eagerness to possess her.

The big warrior's cock was thin, pointed and long, thickening at the base, helically shaped, and quite wet. Most striking about the man were his massive testicles, a pair of hairy balls that hung between his legs, almost rivaling the size of Arnukak's head.

With his huge hand, the swine tore off Mararke's humble garments, lifted her off the ground and turned her over, pressing her against the reed bars of Arnukak's cage, and without a word, penetrated the young girl roughly. The girl's eyes filled with tears, and her screams deafened the young ferret, the female's hands clenched the bars tightly as the huge male deflowered her.

Arnukak covered his ears and closed his eyes, the screams of pain were wrenching, teeth clenched, saliva dripped from the corners of his small mouth, the wood splintered and hurt the skin of his hands. Poor Mararke, he could do nothing to help her, only cry and pray that the huge brute would stop soon, but that would not happen, because the male was eager to impregnate a female, and his manhood overflowed him with energy, making the screams and cries last all night.

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The ferret spent a whole week in the boar tribe; they stripped him of his skins, leaving him only an old loincloth and a dirty cloth blanket; they fed him a tasteless soup made from grains stolen from his own village. They never let him out of the cage, and the warriors never missed an opportunity to taunt their prisoner every time they walked by their chieftain's trophy.

No one had dared to hurt Arnukak, his terrible new owner had not yet come near him. The boy, after observing the fate of the young Mararke, had resigned himself to the fact that he would soon suffer the same fate at the hands of the great boar chief. But nothing happened.

On the first day of the second week of captivity, two boars dragged him out of his prison and tied his hands tightly.

"We're going on a little journey, and you're coming with us," explained one of the warriors.

" Where are we going?" dared Arnukak to ask.

"We are going north, to the tribe of the Fenrehir," replied the boar.

At that moment, the young ferret got a big smile on his face. The Fenrehir tribe, direct offspring of Fenrir's lineage, were a clan of huge, ferocious direwolves, the only intelligent four-legged creatures in the region. The Fen built, traded, had rituals and languages of their own, and best of all: they were allies of the Arnukak tribe. 

The boars gave the ferret new skins to cover himself and took him along with the group that was about to leave. The delegation was large, about twenty boars loaded with gifts were preparing to march to the cold north. It seemed to be a diplomatic mission, a peace offering to improve their relationship with the most dangerous tribe in the area. The boars checked all their baggage, secured their one prisoner, formed a line and left.

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The cold winds frantically clattered against fur coats, fur boots sank slightly and crunched in the snow. The road north consisted of narrow, steep paths, terrible snowstorms, avalanches that swept away rocks and trees, and very few places to camp.

Along the way, Arnukak overheard several conversations. Apparently, the boars started an impossible war with the Fen two winters ago, and after being slaughtered in every battle, in spring they begged for mercy and managed to make peace. Now they traveled to deliver a tribute of furs and grain, which they were to honor for the next three winters.

The young ferret thought that perhaps the boar leader wanted to offer the Fenrehir a prisoner of war as a token of good faith. Fenrir's sons would give him shelter and help him rebuild his village and reunite his people, the memory of his father would not die in the smoking ruins of his old home.

It was only a short time before he reached his destination, this would be the last night he would sleep in a boar tent, next to the murderers of his people. Arnukak sighed and closed his eyes, imagining how tomorrow, under the morning sun, he would run to Cephaktos' paws and feel safe again.

Cephaktos was the son of the great alpha of the Fenrehir, from his earliest infancy he was already immense, a ball of white fur and golden eyes. Arnukak spent many happy summers with the great wolf as the adults celebrated the growing season of the rivers. At night, the two children shared a tent and slept huddled together, becoming one being, a breathing blanket of snow, with ears and two tails. But time is a tyrant and takes care of burying beautiful memories with less desirable events.

It had been five summers since the friends had met, the last news that had reached the young ferret was that Cephaktos' father had died and now the great white wolf was the new alpha of the pack, a detail that would be crucial to recover the future of the ferret tribe.

The caravan of boars arrived at the gates of the Fenrehir village, the burrows of the Fen Mountain. Two large trees adorned with skulls marked the entrance, and beside them stood three huge lupine guards keeping watch. Fen wolves were fearsome creatures, about the same size as the steeds used by the human tribes of the far south, with physical prowess far surpassing boars, and their pride revolved around the prowess of the pack and its alpha, so they never fought alone.

Rinak raised his hand, saluting the watchers and immediately one of the three wolves raised its great snout to the sky and howled. No words were exchanged, and a moment later, a large black she-wolf came up to the entrance of the village, accompanied by a small entourage.

The black she-wolf was slightly larger than the guards, her gaze was deep and her red eyes seemed to be charged with hatred, two long braids fell down the left side of her head, four leather bracers adorned her paws, and a large belly indicated how huge her pack would soon become.

Rinak knelt in front of the she-wolf and spoke, "Oh! Great Shu'alka, I come to bring you the tribute agreed upon by your husband and great alpha to keep the peace."

Shu'alka took two steps forward, shortening her distance from the visitors, "Rinak, what a disgrace to my eyes to have to see your pathetic face at the gates of my home. Leave the tribute and withdraw from our lands, I do not want my children to be confused by such weak creatures."

"I regret that my presence is an inconvenience to you, but in addition to the tribute, I bring news of the task you had asked of me: the ferret tribe has been eradicated and as a gift, I offer you the son of the ferret chief," the boar explained, and pulling Arnukak's rope, he pulled him towards the she-wolf as if it were a trophy.

Arnukak fell to his knees and his eyes filled with tears as he heard what was happening, 'the task'.

Shu'alka approached the little ferret and sniffed it, "It smells of smoke and blood, well done. My husband will appreciate this gift."

"Where is the great Cephaktos to be found? I would like to deliver his new slave to him in person," Rinak asked.

The black she-wolf growled and ruffled all the fur on her back, "The alpha is out hunting, he will return today at sunset. But you are leaving right now, if you wish your gift to reach him in a more personal way, you may tie this wretched creature to the offering tree south of here." ordered Shu'alka.

Rinak swallowed spit, stood up, ordered his men to leave the tribute, and they left to the south.

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Arnukak was in shock, his mind still burning with pain from what he had heard, "Rinak... Did the Fen order you to raze my village?" asked the young man, despairing.

The boar looked at his slave and spat on the ground, "Yes. It was part of the agreement to keep the peace and save my tribe from those monsters."

The ferret's eyes filled with tears again, "Why?" he cried out, trying to release a great pain lodged deep in his soul.

"I don't know! I don't care either. But, if Cephaktos doesn't kill you instantly, you can ask him," explained the boar.

After a short walk, the group found the tribute tree, it was an old ash tree adorned with skulls and unlit torches. The boar chief tied Arnukak tightly to the tree, and lit the torches.

"Good luck, little one, and I hope your death will be swift." said Rinak, and left along with his group.

Arnukak watched the boars disappear into the thicket of the forest. Now he was alone and tied up, in unfamiliar territory, with a pack of doubts howling in his head. How could the Fen have ordered them to slaughter his people? The alliance between the wolves and the ferrets predated his birth, and they had never had a problem.

The young survivor sat down at the foot of the great tree and took a nap. When he opened his eyes, the sun had already begun to set on the horizon, and beside him stood three large wolves, watching him. Among them, a huge white beast, Cephaktos.

"Take our prey to the village, I will enjoy my tribute," growled the great alpha.

The two huge lupines nodded, carried two huge deer on their backs and slowly walked off, crunching the snow with their fluffy paws.

Cephaktos sat down opposite the little ferret and was silent. Arnukak looked up and met two huge golden eyes. Tears streamed down the mustelid's face.

"Is it true, Cephaktos?" asked the ferret.

"Yes, we were the cause of your people's disappearance," replied the wolf in his characteristic deep voice.

"Why? I thought we were allies, friends...family," the mustelid muttered.

"The world is changing, the weak have no place here anymore. We did them a favor and took a weight off our shoulders," Cephaktos explained.

"What you say is madness...I thought your people had honor!" the small mammal shouted angrily.

The great white wolf snarled, baring his huge fangs, "Careful, Arnukak, it would cost me nothing to rip your chest out."

"Do what you want, I came here hoping to find the only family I had left, now I know that it no longer exists," said the ferret.

"Arnukak, my father warned yours about this for years. When the previous alpha died, I had to marry the matriarch of the other Fen tribe to keep the peace, and one of the agreements to get the marriage was to end our alliance with your tribe," the great alpha continued to explain.

The ferret stood up and advanced towards his former friend until the rope holding his hands to the tree stopped him in his tracks, "Wasn't there another way?!" he shouted.

"If you succeeded in repelling the first attack, I would have been willing to claim you as my allies..." muttered Cephaktos.

"You wretched monster! We were friends! You were my best friend!" cried Arnukak, crying and stretching out his claws in an attempt to claw at the lupine.

The big Fen moved even closer towards his former friend until he was within reach. The ferret clawed furiously at Cephaktos's snout, beating and scratching it to exhaustion but failing to break through the skin. After using all his energy, Arnukak hugged the large lupine's snout, sank his face into the white fur and cried inconsolably until they were both silent.

Trying to control his breathing, Arnukak muttered, "Are you going to kill me?"

Cephaktos inflated his lungs with air and let it out slowly through his nose, warming his old friend's fur, "Do you want to die?"

"No, I don't want to... You were right, Cephaktos, I am weak and afraid," the ferret answered truthfully.

"You know I can't let you go free?" explained the wolf.

Arnukak squeezed the big alpha's muzzle hard, "I know, just... let me live, I'll accept whatever you arrange."

The white wolf sighed, "You could become my consort..."

The ferret let go of the lupine's muzzle and looked at it in confusion, "Your consort? But... I can't give you offspring."

"I remember well the summers when we bathed together in the river, you beautiful, delicate body, I know you are not a female," the big alpha murmured, staring into his friend's eyes with those huge, piercing golden orbs.

Arnukak blushed, "Thank you... you are a big male too, I remember..."

"Then become my consort, you will not be a slave, you will not go to war, no one will hurt you, you will lack nothing," Cephaktos offered, wagging his tail frantically.

The ferret knelt down and bowed his head to the ground, "I accept then. But...what must I do?"

"Well...I must claim you as mine and, in the future, my children may also possess you," the great lupine explained.

"Cephaktos...I would never..." muttered Arnukak.

The great white wolf brought his snout close to the ferret's bonds and, with his sharp fangs, easily cut the rope, freeing his little friend from the tree. Arnukak stroked his wrists, trying to ease the uncomfortable mark of his bonds, and stood watching his friend.

"What should I do?" the mustelid asked somewhat uncomfortably.

Cephaktos sat up and straightened his back, revealing his massive size, "Firstly, you will address me as alpha or master, leave my name only for times when we are alone. Secondly, you are to remove those tattered furs, we Fen only wear small ornaments but never cover our genitals. And lastly, until my offspring grows up, you are mine alone, I will protect you, feed you and try to impregnate you just like my wife," the great wolf explained in detail.

Arnukak proceeded to undress, taking off those old furs the boars had given him. He was now completely naked in front of the large predator, which was easily twice his size.

"Get on all fours, I will take you as if you were a member of my tribe, because after I leave my seed inside you that is what you will be, a Fen," ordered the lupine.

The ferret knelt down and rested his hands on the snow, raising his tail and exposing his parts, looking down at the ground as he heard the huge footsteps of his former friend and a huge shadow covered him, "Will it hurt?" asked Arnukak somewhat nervously but trying to accept his fate.

Cephaktos observed the mustelid's small, pink anus, "Quite... male-male relations are wilder than traditional ones," replied the wolf, bringing his snout closer to the ferret's rear entrance. He smelled so good, just as he had all those years ago. He really would be the first to claim the body of his beloved friend.

"Have you ever been with another male?" the ferret asked, trying to take his mind off that warm breath caressing his genitals.

"Yes, I have claimed several males in my village. It is the only way to demonstrate the power of an alpha without actually hurting them, you must break their pride and prove that they are on the same level as the other females," Cephaktos said, remembering the howls of pain from the other young wolves he had to put in their place the first winter he took over as alpha. Some of those proud males returned several nights after their first defeat to take the place of a female under the powerful genitals of the great white lupine.

Arnukak gave a big sigh and closed his eyes, "Well...go ahead, my alpha, I hope I can live up to your expectations."

"I know you will," Cephaktos said, positioning himself over his new female.

Arnukak felt the wolf's two massive paws embrace him around the waist, holding him firmly as the Fen's hindquarters swayed, blindly clashing the hot spike of flesh that peeked from his lupine sheath, moistening his ass and part of his back.

Cephaktos let out a grunt and lowered his hips a little, it was hard to find his target being such a difference in size between the two males. After a sigh, the wolf tried to calm down and instead of continuing with his frantic onslaught, he slowly brought his member, which was increasingly outside his sheath, closer, resting the tip at Arnukak's entrance and, with a little pressure he managed to pierce the mustelid.

The ferret's eyes opened wide as he let out a shrill squeal, indicating the loss of his virginity. Arnukak jerked trying to free himself, but his new lover's paws prevented any movement, causing the youngster's desperation to drive him to claw frantically at the ground.

"It hurts!!! It hurts!!! Cephaktos, you're too big for me!" cried the mustelid.

The huge wolf sighed heavily over the head of his consort," Hang in there, Arnukak, it is your duty from now on to satisfy all the males of my house."

The Fen's member sank a little deeper into the ferret's deflowered anus provoking another loud and long cry of pain until the boy covered his mouth with both hands to try to hide in vain the suffering that his first time with his new master was producing.

Cephaktos moaned in pleasure as he rammed the little biped harder, feeling the mustelid's warm insides embrace his huge lupine member, which spat viscous jets of precum, lubricating the tight ride through which he was making his way. 

Arnukak's tears were falling as his small body was jerked against the floor. As the ferret gritted his teeth, trying to resist silently, he remembered how it had been the first time his older sister had been offered to the shaman of the elk tribe. The huge cervid gladly accepted her offering and performed a public pregnancy ritual, little Arnukak was barely six winters old when that had happened. Now it was his turn to lie under a dominant alpha who penetrated him savagely like another of his females.

The mighty alpha of the Fens was swinging energetically over his beloved, pulling his entire phallus in and out of the young ferret mercilessly, growling and drooling over his female's white fur, "Soon Arnu... it won't be long now... Tell me, do you remember the last festival we spent together? Do you remember our little competition?" the big wolf asked, agitated.

Arnukak closed his eyes and tried to remember to divert his attention from his anus, which seemed to open easier and easier with each successive onslaught to gladly harbor his lover's member. 

The memory of the last festival the two young men had shared was fresh in the ferret's mind. By nightfall, and uninhibited by the warm honey liquor that the two friends had drunk to excess that evening, they decided to move away to a more comfortable and intimate place where they could masturbate together, as siblings who do not share the same blood are used to. In the middle of the fun, Cephaktos challenged Arnukak to compete to discover which of the two could ejaculate more inside the wooden jugs they had been using to drink liquor. Arnukak let out a chuckle, as it was very clear who would win, but despite the obvious outcome the ferret accepted, and when they were about to get their fun over, they both aimed at their respective jugs, shooting their seed inside. When the semen stopped spurting, both young men, still panting from the activity, peered into their rival's jug. Arnukak's jug had barely a few lines of male juice slowly trickling to the bottom of the container, while Cephaktos' jug had overflowed with the abundant liquid, white, warm and viscous that looked like a freshly poured exotic drink ready to taste.

"I offered you to drink it, remember?" growled the wolf.

Arnukak groaned, the pain had ceased, now a deep need to continue being penetrated was slowly growing inside him, "Yes... I remember."

"I would have killed to see you swallow all my seed... now I will flood your insides with it, you will sleep with my juice in your bowels, you will smell of me, and the whole tribe will witness again my virility," whispered Cephaktos in his deep voice in his female's ears.

"Take me...impregnate me, my beloved alpha!" cried the ferret.

"Howl with me, my beloved Arnukak!" commanded the alpha Fen with a powerful bark before delivering a final, brutal thrust.

With a wet, resounding plop, Cephaktos' thick knot forced its way into Arnukak, pushing his sphincter to its limit. Arnukak let out a shriek of pain as if he had lost his virginity for the second time that very day, but immediately the ferret's voice was covered by Cephaktos' powerful triumphant howl, which seemed to shake the earth and crack the sky. Slowly, a thick, warm, seemingly endless pumping filled the mustelid's bowels and swelled his belly with the most precious lupine semen. 

Arnukak stroked his replete stomach. His distended abdomen felt warm and turgid, as if he were carrying his master's puppies inside him. The ferret sighed, this would be his life from now on, fate kept surprising him, and confusion reigned over his soul.

Cephaktos licked his muzzle and started walking in the direction of the village, with his new consort still attached to him, "You're the best female I've ever had in my entire life!" exclaimed the huge wolf happily.

"Wait... Where are we going?" asked Arnukak, somewhat worried.

"Home, we'll celebrate your new position by my side," said Cephaktos.

"Like this? That's crazy!" squeaked the mustelid.

"It will be a good start for you with the rest of the tribe. It's an honor to be taken by the alpha of the pack, everyone will respect you," explained the lupine.

"I guess it's okay then..." sighed the ferret.

Cephaktos let out a chuckle, "Arnu, you don't guess anymore, now you just obey."