In just a month, Jessie the tiger-cat would be graduating from Whitefang High, a private, highly-esteemed school that only the richest furs could afford.  In that month, her life would change completely.
For one, she would be eighteen.  She would finally be an adult and though she wouldn't have too many freedoms just yet, it would still be a step.  She would be one step closer to being her own person, capable of living her own life.
For another, she would be whisked off to Brifer University immediately.  Most universities didn't accept students immediately out of high school unless they were from Whitefang.  Because of the rigorous coursework, it was expected that everyone who graduated there was an upstanding, model student that would make any college they went to shine.  Brifer especially had classes that began mere weeks after graduation, so that none of the students could forget what they had learned from their high school days.
It was Brifer University that was perhaps the most exciting prospect in her future.  Once she got into Brifer and completed her four years, then used some of her father’s connections to get a prestigious job… she would have Erin.
Erin was her boyfriend, a handsome black labrador.  They had met during her first year at Whitefang, and she was smitten with him after one conversation alone.  He was just as wealthy as her own family, and had all the charisma and chivalry that any girl would seek in a male.
Though they were dating now, they hadn't actually had sex yet.  While so many other couples all around them committed the deed long before their first anniversary, Jessie and Erin refused.  They remained chaste and made a sacred vow that they wouldn't sleep together until they were wed on the day they graduated.  It was only when they were both living together under one roof, bound by a vow, and financially secure with their future, would they then mate.  It was the only sensible way to live and the only reliable way to support kids.
It was during this suspenseful month did Jessie find herself strolling through the mall, picking out all the clothes she was going to bring with her to Brifer.  She already had quite the wardrobe, but she wanted more, as a girl could never have enough clothes.  Besides, she would be growing in the next 4 years.  She wouldn't have time to go shopping during her college years.
Now, the upper class is a small world.
Xavier was not meeting Jessie for the first time that night. They'd brushed by one another before, once at an opera house, once at a ball...
Of course, Xavier saw the cute little kitten as nothing more than another target. And while he would have liked to have impregnated her at the helpless young age of fourteen, it wouldn't have been very satisfying. 
After all, she didn't even have a boyfriend yet, at that age.
Xavier had her in the back of his mind for five years, waiting for the perfect moment to strike... to utterly ruin her as deeply as possible.
And in those five years, he'd gotten some... interesting ideas. He was going to do this one a bit... differently.
She was easy to track, but so were most of his targets. One of Xavier’s holding companies owned a majority share in E6-Mobile, the primary data carrier for the region, and through a few bribes he easily gave himself access to the same databases of personal info which were required to be shared with the government. All he needed was a name or phone number, and he could read every message, listen to every conversation, and continuously track GPS data from any phone he wanted. For Jessie, all it took was reading a single text message she’d sent to her mother an hour earlier to know that she would be visiting this very mall.
Dressed in his best grey suit and black tie, and with every strand of fur meticulously combed, the predatory wolf entered the mall at the opposite end... hoping to pass by the wealthy little cat in the middle of the mall just in front of the central water fountain.
This is going to be very, very interesting... Xavier told himself as he walked past all the stores that he could buy out with the money in his pocket if he so desired. Rich kids... they have their ways of escaping from the traps that I set. They – or more often, their parents – they can just throw money at everything and set the slate clean. Lawyers, abortions, private investigators, they can afford it all... and it's a real stick in the ass.
So let's see what happens when they’re broken in ways that money can’t fix.

Jessie passed a few more stores, pausing every so often to gaze into a window. Nothing seemed to catch her interest. It was summertime, and that meant skimpy outfits, bathing suits, pants that ended miles above the knees… Jessie found it all greatly disgusting. No girls should ever wear shorts that revealed all of her legs, she thought. Girls were supposed to be modest and only show that much fur to the ones they most loved, not to the entire world.
The only thing that had even remotely caught her attention was the wedding dress shop, especially the flowing white dress that gleamed softly in the light.  She gave a wistful sigh as soon as she saw it.  Four more years and she could wear that dress.  She could already see just how marvelous she would look dressed in all white, strolling up the aisle to wed dashing Erin…
She reluctantly tore her eyes from the dress and continued on her way, hoping that another shop would be stocking a more dignified selection. 
Then, as she was considering a small detour to the candy shop, she spotted a particular stranger strolling by. He was a blue wolf, and a very sharply-dressed one. No other furs in the mall dared to dress as elegantly as him, nor could they afford to. Jessie knew money when she saw it.
Jessie paused in her tracks as she watched the wolf pass her by.  He was damn handsome, she had to admit… and, to her shame, admit that he was twice as handsome as Erin. But she tried to put that thought out of her mind pretty fast.
Also, there was something familiar about this wolf. She couldn’t quite place it, but she was sure she’d seen him somewhere before.
“Ah, excuse me, sir!” called Jessie to the wolf. “This is bothering me, and I just have to ask. Have we… met before, by chance?”
His eye glimmered as he turned to her. This was the time.
"Ah! I do believe we have, yes!" he said politely, holding out his claw to shake hers. "You are... let me place you... Jessica Kudo, am I correct? Daughter of Russel Kudo, the furniture salesman?"
"Yes, that's me!" Jessie said as she took his claw in both hands and shook it. "And I apologize that I don't recognize you. I’m bad with names…"
"Ah, think nothing of it. Marc Indigo, at your service," he said, gently shaking her paw. "I am a realtor... I work for Bess Industries, of which your father is a most valued client. We help him purchase the properties for him to build new stores. I do believe we've brushed tails at, oh, was it a showing of Mantopia a year back? I do believe I sat in the row behind you and your father. An excellent choice of a movie, I must say."
"Oh, so that's where I saw you!" Jessie said with a smile. "Well then, I'm pleased to finally have your name, Mr. Indigo.  I'm sorry we haven't talked much before.  Perhaps we can fix that now, if you're not terribly busy?"
Xavier withdrew his hand and gave a little bow, and they continued down the walkway. "Goodness, Miss Kudo! What, might I ask, is a princess such as yourself doing out in a low-class outlet like this? Shopping for anything in particular?"
"I'm searching for clothes to wear at Brifer University," Jessie stated proudly. "I'll be attending next month in order to get my Bachelor's in Science.  Since I won't have much of an opportunity to shop during that time, I feel I should do it now.  I know I could hire someone to find clothes for me… But I’d rather make up my own mind about how I should look."
"I could not agree more, Miss Kudo," the wolf chuckled, widening his smile. "I myself pick out all my own suits. But ah, next month? So soon? Have you chosen a major yet, by chance?"
"Yes, I plan to major in economics," Jessie said. "Considering my family, I felt it was only natural that I should learn something valuable to the family business.  Especially considering that Father sometimes has me help with his sales."
"I take it, then, you intend to help your father after graduation?" he asked, hoping for a particular answer...
"Not quite," Jessie said with a bashful smile as she twirled a strand of hair around her finger. "I actually intend on marrying my boyfriend as soon as I graduate.  Literally the same day. We’ve got it all planned. We’re going to walk out of the graduation ceremony and into the church…"
He couldn't hold back a knowing grin. "Ah, so you have already found your soulmate! Congratulations, that is quite wonderful. Oh! I suppose that begs a particular question, then... As I am in the real estate business, I must ask, have you and your boyfriend looked at houses yet? If not... I might have a few ways to lend a paw."
"We have not!" Jessie said with a little giggle. "We thought of searching for a house after we graduate, or perhaps during fourth year.  We thought it was too soon to look now.  But if you're offering houses to me, then I think I’d love to see them!"
"Ah, it is never too soon to begin looking into your prospects, as far as housing goes. The market is too unstable nowadays... you could find the house of your dreams and it would be gone the next day. But if you decide on somewhere you like, I don’t see why I couldn’t arrange something for you. I think your father would want that. Actually, have you any time at the moment? There are some nearby places that I think might catch your eye..."
"I'm available at the moment," Jessie said. "I’m starting to think this place doesn’t have anything I like.  Besides, I can always come back tomorrow.”
The stately wolf offered his arm to escort the young lady. "Ah, wonderful. Come with me, then, if you please!"
Jessie eagerly grabbed hold of his arm and followed him with a beaming smile.  She could feel the flutters in her chest already. Ah, already finding a home for Erin and I.  Oh it feels so wonderful to taste my future already!  I'll surely have to bring Erin along next time to see if he likes the places as much as I do.
As they walked through the mall, Xavier gave an odd chuckle and said, "Though, I suppose there is one question I must ask to narrow our choices down. How many... so to say... bedrooms are we thinking? How vigorously do you see yourself loving your male, if you catch my drift?"
"Oh..." Jessie said as she blushed deeply.  No one had ever dared to ask her that question.  If Marc were not a family friend and business partner, she would have scolded him right there and left him. But it was improper and rude to treat a fellow high-classman like that, so she knew she would need to answer his question honestly.  After all, she knew he wasn't trying to be lewd. He was only asking so he could help her find the house of her dreams.  
"Erin and I are considering having three children," Jessie answered after a moment. "We feel that three is a good amount of children to have."
He nodded in understanding. "Four-bedroom, two-bath, then. Ah, I believe I have some of those to show. But ah... only three? Are you quite certain about that, Miss Kudo? For a woman of your wealth and grace... to be quite honest with you, were I in your boyfriend's shoes, I declare you are far too beautiful that stopping at three would simply not be an option. – And I am just trying to be realistic about this, miss," he added quickly. "I want to make sure that your needs are properly met."
"Well I thank you for the consideration, but I feel just fine with three," Jessie assured. "Perhaps if I want more children in the future, I’ll deal with that as the time comes."
"Mmm. Three little kittens to curl up with... surrounded by all the wealth and security the world has to offer," Xavier mused with a faraway look. "How delightful that would be. Ah, if only I had ever found a female to catch my eye... alas, even for a man of my status, the keepers are hard to find. Especially the vixens... it has been a childhood dream to marry a beautiful fox, but when you are hunting for them, they seem so rare. You are lucky to have a loving mate and a secure future," he said to her, looking her in the eye. "Never forget that."
"Ah, well thank you," Jessie said with a soft smile. "And I’m sure you’ll find a good vixen for yourself someday. There has to be a fox smart enough to know what she’s missing. Perhaps you could attend one of those beauty pageants and find a wonderful vixen there."
Xavier had to hold back laughter; that was actually one of his favorite pasttimes. The beautiful females were always the most airheaded...
He led her out into the parking lot. Jessie wondered why he didn’t flag down the valet man to bring him his car, until she saw it for himself: a small yet gorgeous little black sedan. A QM-Kingsnake! It was so shiny and spotless that it looked like it had just come off the assembly line!
"I'm afraid I must ask you to sit in the back, Miss," Xavier said, pushing the button to unlock the doors. "I feel it is safer for you there."
"Of course," Jessie said politely. She patiently waited for him to open the door for her, as was the proper procedure for a chauffeur. 
Then he shut the door, walked around the car, opened the driver's side door, got behind the wheel...
Then promptly locked the doors. He looked back through the glass window at the hapless female kitten in the back seat, locked in.
"Comfortable?" he called to her.
"Very!" she said brightly as she buckled up.
She couldn't help but glance around.  It was an amazing car indeed.  It had numerous electronics, at least five cupholders, a sunroof, leather cushions that looked like they’d never been sat on before.
As Xavier backed his car out, he toggled a switch beneath his seat.
The back of the car began to fill with sleeping gas.
Jessie’s eyes started to droop.  Her head began to swim as she knocked on the window with a weak thump. "Marc... Marc I'm not feeling too good..." she told him, her voice faltering. "Can I... get some air...?"
"Sweet dreams," he only said...
Jessie opened her mouth to ask again, but she finally lost the energy.  All she could do was knock softly on the window one more time before she slumped forward.  Then, she fell into a deep sleep.
~~
When Jessie woke up, the car door was open, and the wolf was kindly beckoning her to step outside.
"Are you alright, Miss Kudo?" he said warmly. "We're here."
Jessie groggily sat up.  Her head still felt fuzzy, and an odd tingle was going through all her limbs. "I feel really tired..." she said as she rubbed her head. "Did something happen to me when you were driving?  I honestly can’t remember anything since we got in the car…"
"Indeed, my dear," he whispered calmly, outstretching his hand to help her out. "Unfortunately, I could not allow you to see how I got here. It is part of the business, regrettably."
"Part of the business?" she asked.  She took his hand, still too tired to think properly.  She only grabbed it out of reflex. "Why do you need to keep the location a secret?"
"Because only the most privileged of clients will get to see the most privileged of locations," he simply said, gently pulling her out of the car and to her feet.
"Ah well... I suppose that's fair," Jessie said with a shake of her head.  It took a moment to balance herself, but eventually she was able to stand firmly on her feet without assistance.  She took in a deep breath, clearing the haze from her mind before looking back at Marc. "So then, what makes this location so privileged, as you so call it?"
He shut the car, and remotely locked it.
The landscape was beautiful. Clear blue skies, lush green forests and meadows, a clear, sparkling river upon the horizon...
Yet no house anywhere to be seen.
"Come with me," Xavier said again. "I'd like to take a walk with you. The haze takes a bit to wear away, and this will help you to clear your mind."
"Alright... I hope that the walk isn't too far though," she remarked. "I get tired when I walk too much.  It's something I'm still working on."
With that, she grabbed his arm again and waited for him to guide her to her future home.
And they walked.
He led her across the meadow, and through a nice sycamore forest, until the car was nowhere to be seen.
"Do you like this place?" he asked several ten minutes of silence had passed. "It's the most beautiful place in the world, I think."
"It's wonderful..." she said softly.
Now that her mind was clearing up, she could better take in the beauty.  She realized now just how lovely the silence was around the two of them.  Besides the rustle of the occasional breeze passing through the branches, not a sound could be heard.  It made her feel secure and at peace, as if there wasn't a thing in the world to be concerned over.
"I wonder how much this property costs," she wondered. "It seems so… private."
"I'll tell you a little about it," Xavier hummed.
"This entire area is the product of a multi-billion-dollar project. Project Elysia, we call it. The aim of the project: to preserve a little part of the Earth, however small, just as it was at the dawn of time. Back when cats and wolves still crawled on all fours, and none of us were sentient. Its location is a secret. Satellites cannot see this place. And it doesn't even show up on Fluffle Maps. All so that this place may remain primal, just like in the beginning of time."
"Why can’t anybody know about this?" Jessie asked.
"Well, if everybody knew about it, they'd pollute the place in the name of evolution and progress. They'd taint this beauty. Just look at it. Don't you think beauty like this is worth preserving?"
Jessie glanced around again.  Compared to the city that she always surrounded herself with, it certainly felt more alive.  It felt far more real than all of those malls and schools she had attended.  It felt natural and quiet, and it touched her on a deep, primal level she could barely understand.
"Yes... it is worth preserving," she admitted. "But if you sell this land to me... wouldn't that make the location public?  Surely some furs will want to visit me."
He smiled. "Now, Miss Kudo, this is the part where I tell you I did not bring you here to show you a prospective property," he said kindly. "In truth, I brought you here because I wished to have a private talk with you."
"Oh, a talk?" she wondered. "Does it regard the property you want to sell to me?"
"I have... told a number of lies to you, Miss Kudo," he said sadly. "As is necessary to exist in today's society of frivolous decadence. But not here. No... from the moment we've stepped here, into Elysia, there will be no more lies. Only the truth. Only what is pure and natural, like the land around us. So to begin with… my name is not Marc Indigo. Actually, my name is Ashton McPhadlier. But you may call me by my middle name: Xavier."
It took Jessie a moment to respond.  She considered running away from the wolf, but she saw no malicious intent in his eyes.  She only saw a soft warmth that reminded her of the nature all around them.  And though some part of her still urged her to leave, she remained with him.
"Xavier..." she said with a slow nod. "Okay, Xavier... why did you lie to me then?"
"To bring you here," he simply said. "Otherwise you would not have come. See, I've also lied about being a realtor. Do you wish to know what my true profession is?"
"What is it?" Jessie asked, feeling her fur stand up on end. "Are you... a mercenary? Did someone send you after me? My dad has life insurance on me, you know. If you’re trying to kidnap me, we can pay any ransom you want."
He laughed disarmingly. "Actually, I have no profession," he admitted with a toothy grin. "From my father, I've received... more wealth than I will ever be able to spend in ten lifetimes. I used a bit of it to attend college for about twelve years. Learned a bit about the world. After that... I wandered the Earth, never working a day in my life."
"Oh... so you're a drifter living off your father's inheritance," Jessie said considerably. "He must have been quite wealthy if you can afford to live so lavishly and not work a single day of your life... even my parents could never do that. They’re always reminding me how they expect me to contribute back to the family."
"Yes... but even my blessings also come with considerable responsibility," he said. "I too am expected to give back to the world in which I live. And so, I've taken up a hobby..."
He eyed her, but not sharply. It was a strange, comforting glance.
"I've set it upon myself to... spread my fortunate genes to families everywhere. To breed as many females as I can."
"B-Breed?" Jessie stammered. "Outside of marriage?"
He sighed wistfully. "Ah, but what is marriage...?" he chuckled. "As you understand it, marriage is... something which two-legged furs invented. Look around you, at the beautiful wilderness that surrounds us... what do you think the four-legged furs believe of marriage?"
"They’re animals. They don’t believe anything…" Jessie answered. "There's no concept of marriage to the four-legged furs from what I've studied.  Some of them stay in pairs after they have children... and even then, they only have children when the female is in heat."
"And I wonder what prompted that to be changed over the years," Xavier said. "I still do not know myself. The animals... they have it right."
He stopped walking and looked in the kitten's green eyes.
"Jessica Kudo, I've brought you here today because I intend to breed you, and you are not leaving Elysia until you are pregnant. Now... usually, I do this by means of... coercion. I feed lies to my females... perhaps I get the them drunk, perhaps I forcefully rape them... But I will not do these things to you. Not here, in this place of purity. Oh, no... What I'm going to do with you... I'm going to bring you around, and get you to see things my way, using only my words. No poison, no force... just the naked truth. So then, little Jessie... ask me whatever you'd like.  And when you are ready... I would like for you to take off your clothes so that I might breed you. I’ve been waiting for a long time to see what your gorgeous fur might look like beneath your dress."
Jessie blushed furiously as she stepped away from him.  She couldn't believe a single word he was saying.  She considered that perhaps he was trying to coerce her, but when she looked at him, she saw complete genuineness in his eyes.  He truly did believe everything he was saying.
"You're... I think you might have the wrong idea," she managed to say.  What she actually wanted to say was “Oh my god you are mentally ill” but she knew she couldn't say that to someone so rich and powerful. 
She tried, "I... I have a boyfriend.  I want to have children with only him.  If I have children with only him after we… finish our degrees, then our children will have a stable future.  If I do that before then, their lives become far more burdensome to our finances… I couldn’t make them happy.”
He shrugged, beckoning her to keep walking along, which, for some reason, she did. It wasn't like she knew where else to go... the only other option was to get herself lost in the woods, in a place where satellites could not reach... she'd be turning herself into a wild animal.
"Females are built to take the burden," Xavier taught. "it is your purpose. It is your function. Look at the foxes... do they wait for an opportune time to breed? Or does the male merely breed the female whenever he is most aroused? And it works for them, does it not? The foxes, and all the other four-leggeds... all strong species who've survived the eons of evolution, doing exactly what they're still doing today: spreading their strong genes."
Jessie returned, "Wild females don't have to worry about money or a home for their children.  Wild females can simply take their children anywhere they please because there aren't any rules in the wild.  In society... there are rules now."
"Come now, sweet little kitten," Xavier said warmly, "You're a wealthy child, you should know better. Those at the top of the social ladder know the truth: there are no rules. The rules we've invented... they're all fake. They're invented by people like me, to control people like you. For instance… how do you think religion became so popular, hmm? With all its honesty and modesty and honor and chastity? Do you think there's an invisible man watching everything you do? Or...” he chuckled before finishing, "Or do you find it more likely that the people who rule over you wanted you to behave and stay in line like good little sheep, even while they aren't looking?"
Jessie was quiet for a moment.  She never had been religious, and neither had her parents.  She had been taught long ago that her status in life was not because of a divine act, but because of her parents' abilities.  Only the lower classes believed in divine power because it was the only salvation and hope they could have to feel stronger than they actually were.
"Well even if there's no rules... I still haven’t studied motherhood yet," she went on, trying not to show too much panic. "When we evolved out of being four-legged, we forgot how to raise children innately.  We forgot many instincts. So… I don't know how to be a good mother."
Xavier was feeling a great mounting hunger just hearing the little girl say these things.
"Oh... you were not meant to be a good mother," he said with an odd laugh. "But you were still meant to be a mother. It really does not matter what kind of mother you are. If you screw up and your children die of negligence or incompetence... that just means they didn't get very good genes. But the strong genes, they'll survive... and the ancient ritual of evolution will perpetuate, as it is meant to. But I get the feeling your children will have very good genes. Want to know why?"
He looked into her eyes.
"Because I find you very beautiful, little Jessie.“
“And when a male lusts so powerfully for a female... that's nature's way of your strong genes calling to mine. We are a match."
"I'm going to breed you. I'm going to show you just how beautiful I think you are."
"I'm only waiting for you to agree."
Jessie felt a chill crawl down her spine.  She hated the way that he spoke so adamantly about breeding her, like he knew exactly how this was going to end.  And in a way... he was right.  He was the only one who knew how to get her out of the place.  She could never leave unless she complied to his demands and gave her body up to him.
And yet, she couldn't give up.  She could still see Erin in her mind, her wonderful boyfriend that she truly did want to marry and actually have kids with.
"I have a boyfriend though," she said. "I don't want to cheat on him.  I love him and it would be wrong to have your children instead of his..."
"Why not have both?" he said, shrugging. "There are no rules saying you can only have one male's children... You really should be having as many children as possible, from as many males as possible who find you attractive... and you should have started the moment you first became fertile at the age of ten."
"But... I don't want your children..." Alisa stammered. "I want Erin's children, not yours.  Even the wild females can deny a male if they want to.  They don't have to have children with every single male."
Xavier only grinned.
"Let me show you something," he said with all his pride and confidence.
"What...?" she asked feebly, curling her tail closer to her body.
He then unbuttoned his suit top, letting it fall to the grass. Then he untied his tie and unbuttoned his collared shirt, and those fell down too. Finally he pulled off his white tank top...
And there Xavier stood proud, naked from the waist upward. Muscles that rippled just a little, without being too bulgy... clean, combed fur that looked like a rabbitskin pillow... Proud shoulders and a strong, defined spinal column... all so flexible and welcoming...
Jessie felt a surge of warmth emit through her body as soon as he gazed upon him.  She could only describe it as a howl from her inner primal animal, a pleased and needy one that wanted to draw closer to the wolf.
"Oh... oh you're... you're very..." she tried to say, but failed miserably.
"I'm not going to take off your clothes for you," Xavier said seductively. "You need to be the one to do it. And not until you're completely sure. Just know that if you want to feel me against you... Well, I'm right here, waiting for you."
Jessie, against her better judgement, drew closer to the wolf.  She stopped before him and then cautiously reached a hand out and touched his chest.  She flinched the moment her paw made contact, as if anticipating him to suddenly grab her.  She couldn't stop worrying about what he would do.  And yet... she couldn't deny that his fur felt wonderful to her touch.  It felt so soft and warm, far better than any pillow or blanket... It felt so right.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" murred the wolf, enjoying the touch just as much as she did.
"Yeah… okay… It does..." Jessie admitted bashfully. "I didn't realize that someone's fur could feel this nice..."
"You want to know why it feels good?" Xavier hummed. "Because you want my children. You want me to put my children inside of you. And the longer you touch, the more badly you will hunger for it."
Jessie couldn't deny that she wanted to feel more of Xavier.  She didn't hesitate to touch him with her other hand before gently running her fingers through his soft fur.  Every strand stroked her so perfectly, so soothingly, like a lullaby for her soul...
"Take off your clothes, little girl," he suggested, secretly hoping she'd have just a few more objections left in her, just for the fun of it.
"But... my boyfriend..." she whimpered, still running her hands through his fur. "I don't want to hurt my boyfriend... I shouldn't be doing this with anyone except him..."
"You're afraid this is going to ruin your life?" Xavier asked gently.
"Yes..." she admitted. "I don't want my boyfriend to hate me for being with another male... I don't want my parents to shame for being pregnant.  I don't want to go to school with a child I can't take care of..."
"You're right... it will ruin your life," Xavier said matter-of-factly. "But the four-legged deep inside of you, your primal self... it wants this."
"You want me to ruin your life, Jessie..."
"You want this suffering and misery."
"Because you're female."
"All you need to do is admit you want it... and let it happen."
Jessie frowned sadly as she absently continued to play with Marc's fur.  She didn't like the thought of ruining her life.  She hated the idea that her life would be over the moment she mated with this wolf.
And yet... she couldn't deny how wet she was feeling right now.  How much she desired the male to enter inside of her and breed her like the animals they used to be.
"Take off your clothes," he whispered.
The kitten finally gave in.  She nodded absently as she slowly pulled her shirt over her head, and then unclasped her bra.  Then, she eased off her pants, socks, and her panties.  Within a moment, she was pure before the wolf, like the true wild animal she was.
"God, it feels... odd being naked… outdoors like this," she confessed, instinctively trying to cover her girl-parts from his sight.
"You're beautiful," Xavier hummed, hungering deeply for her young body, with all its gorgeous striped fur. "Touch me if you want to see just how good it feels."
And she did.  She pressed her body close to him, feeling his chest pressing against hers.  And it felt… so powerful, so soft and warm, so intimate… Far better than any hug she had ever received, even from Erin.  She fit perfectly into Xavier's body.
She silently caressed his spine with her fingers.
"Have you ever seen a naked male before?" he asked her.
"In books and pictures... but not in real life," she answered. "I didn't realize that you males were so... beautiful in real life.  I thought that word could only apply to females.  But no... you're beautiful.  There's no other word for it."
"Do you want to see the part of me that's about to ruin your life?" he purred. "Go ahead. Make me naked too."
Jessie hesitated a moment.  This was it.  She could stop this all right now and her life would stay the same.  Nothing would have to happen if she didn't unbutton Xavier's pants.  Maybe she could find a way to escape Elysium. She could still have a reasonable life with a loving boyfriend...
And yet... she needed to know.  She wanted to know what could ruin her life so easily.  She wanted to know how it looked, how it felt, how it smelled...
With such slow and wary movements, she carefully eased his loose-fitting pants and boxers. Only a moment later, she was horrified to see his naked wolfhood standing before her, very erect and perfectly ready to breed her.
"Oh my... it's...," she gasped. "Are you sure... it will fit?" she asked hesitantly. "It’s too big…”
Xavier stepped out of his dropped pants, took a brief moment to kick off his socks and shoes, and then he was just as naked as nature intended, just like Jessie.
"It will hurt," Xavier said. "It will hurt a lot."
"It... it will?" she asked. "Are you sure there isn't a way to make it painless?  I thought sex was supposed to feel good..."
"It feels good for the male," Xavier hummed, reaching forward to hold the little female and push her carefully to the ground. "For the female, it hurts. But you females need the hurt. That's what makes you female. You know... I say that I breed females to give back to the world for my good fortune. And while I suppose that is technically true, I honestly don’t give a shit. Really… I only breed females because it feels so good.” 
"Ahhh... but I don't want it to hurt..." she told him, though she didn't bother to push him away. "I don't want to be in pain..."
He embraced her, covering her with his warmth and his fur...
Jessie squirmed, but she didn't fight back.  She whined and protested like a needy female, desperately not wanting to be bred even though her very nature demanded it...
"Uah... Xavier..." she moaned. "You're going to breed me now, aren't you?"
He traced her nudity with his touch, holding her on the thigh and nibbling on her nipples, as his tail wiggled playfully behind him....
"I'll breed you as soon as you ask to be bred..." Xavier murred, licking the fur on her neck and teasing her with his extended wolfhood. "This has to be your choice. Completely your choice... I want you to understand what this will do to you, but want it anyway..."
Jessie yelped as he licked her.  It was wet and rough, but somehow, it felt good against her fur.  It dug deep into the strands and massaged her skin.  She felt warmth flood into her body as he teased her everywhere, coaxing the animal within her.  She could already feel the animal beginning to purr, to beg Jessie to let him breed her, no matter the consequences...
"What will happen after you breed me?" she asked. "What... where will you go?"
He murred deep into her ear.
"I'm going to keep you here and live with you... naked... and in the wild... and breed you until I start to see your belly swell. Then I'll let you go."
"You... you wouldn't..." she said. "You... people will wonder where I am.  Everyone will search for me."
"...So?" Xavier just said, playing with her hair and rubbing his leaking manhood across her belly.
"They'll find me..." she argued. "They'll find me and then you'll be in trouble for kidnapping me..."
"No, they won't," he promised her in a husky whisper. "They'll never find this place. And even if you tell them who I am and what I did... nobody will do anything. I've paid off half the law enforcement in this region. They won't even touch me. Now... tell me what you want me to do... and tell me everything that's going to happen when I do it... I want to hear you say it all..."
He slid a finger a little into her entrance, sliding through its wetness...
Jessie shuddered at the electric sensations from his touch, mixed with her dread and fear.  So there was no escape.  It didn't matter that she'd be deep in this unknown place for many months; no one would care.  Everyone would leave her alone and allow her to live with Xavier despite how very illegal it all was.
And though she thought of many more rebuttals... she realized it was pointless.  Xavier would always have something to counter her.  He would always be able to make breeding the only option.  And though Jessie didn't want to admit it... she wanted him.  She wanted him to breed her, especially when he treated her body so perfectly.  It touched deep into her animal, her four-legged, far more deeply than anything else...
"I want... you to breed me," she told him with a defeated sigh. "I want you to breed me until… until you can tell that I'm pregnant.  After that, you'll leave, and my life... will be ruined forever."
"Your family will hate you," Xavier reminded her.
"Yes... they will," she affirmed.
"You won't be able to go to college..." He also said.
"Not easily, no..." she also admitted. "And Erin will probably break up with me..."
"Yes... you're willfully cheating on him, aren't you?" he said with a devious grin.
"... yes," she said. "Yes... I want you.  I want your children..."
"Good girl..." Xavier whispered, stroking her hair. "You've finally learned your place. You've learned the truth about being a female. Males use you to feel good. Females bear the burden. I'm only ruining your life because it feels good. Whatever happens from here... it's your fault. And it's your problem. I don't care. Now… Tell me one more time that you want me."
Jessie breathed deeply.
"... I want you," she said, hating herself already. 
He clutched her by the shoulder, knowing she would soon be thrashing and trying to fight back.
And he entered her. Slowly.  She winced as he became one with her, sucking in her breath at the intrusion.  
"Feel it...?" he breathed. "That's your life breaking apart... do you feel your life breaking apart, Jessie?"
And she did it feel it.  She felt his manhood stretch her open, pushing her past her limits.  She wailed as she dug her claws into his back, all the while kicking underneath him.  Her vision swam as the forbidden space between them lessened and lessened with every moment.   
Oh god... why had she agreed to this?  Why had she felt like she needed to be bred?
And yet... she couldn't tell Xavier to stop.  She only grabbed him tight as she rode out the pain, letting him sink deeper and deeper into her body.  She could feel him purring as he pressed himself deep inside, sending shudders into her body.  She could feel every part of him now.  Not a single bit of her could escape from his warm, forceful embrace as he dwelled within her.
"Uaaah yes... yesss" he seethed. "So young... so good... Unhhh, good kitten..."
"Xavier... uaaah Xavier... it hurts!  It hurts!" she cried out. 
He pushed deeper, breaking her virginity so thoroughly, forcing his way past any and all resistance... such silken, smooth resistance... so tightly it clutched his manhood, milking his seed... yearning for his genes to drown her eggs...
"I like to see the females suffer..." Xavier breathed to the speechless little girl.
"I love to see them in pain..."
"I love to see them despairing..."
"And nothing in the world brings me more joy than to see a female with children she can't take care of..."
"Do you know how adorable it is to watch an eleven-year-old try to take care of two of her own infants? Alone?"
"Auuhh... I've watched it... It's so deeply delightful..."
"And now, your own children are going to tear down your future from within your body... no inheritance... no boyfriend... no school..."
"It's so right. So very right..."
Jessie wept bitterly as he forced himself deep into her, minutes away from his climax.  She could feel him drinking up all of her despair as he savored her so deeply.     
She could already see her once prosperous life vanishing into a now nonexistent future, never to be seen again.  And in the place of that old future, a new one emerged.  A future of pain and suffering and lonely, and children screaming all night long for a mother that could barely sleep two hours a day...
Jessie gave the male the deep despair he craved as she wallowed in her new future, knowing there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Indeed, she had chosen this future. Willfully.
Because she had learned to believe everything Xavier had told her...
Females were meant to suffer and breed, all for the amusement of males.
That was her place in life. That was her existence.
Once Xavier had hilted her, he began chasing his climax by hammering her hard, with all his masculine might... Sliding nearly all the way out, then hilting her completely again, over and over, constantly, for nearly ten minutes.  He was much too big for her, as Jessie had suspected.  Each time he plunged back in, a new wave of pain came over her.  Her only relief was when he withdrew, but it was always momentary and followed just as swiftly by another surge of pain.  She couldn’t understand how though she felt so small, he could slide in and out of her so easily.  How she could be in such agony, but he couldn’t feel anymore elated…  
He had long lost control of his voice, having reverted into the wild animal he revered so deeply.  He growled lustfully as he dug his face into her temple.  He dug his claws deep into her fur and dragged them across her skin.  She cried out each time his claws ran down her body, but it only seemed to spur him on…
And the entire time, she could only endure it… feel her back smashed against the dirty ground, feel wolf’s violating grip on her naked fur… Jessie could only scream to the heavens, knowing that no one could hear or save her...
All she could do was feel her coming doom, closer and closer with every brutal thrust...
Xavier dug his claws into her sides as he came within her. He locked in his knot tight, and his release lasted for a whole minute, throbbing and throbbing, milking and spilling more and more of that beautiful male seed just where nature intended. By this point, Jessie was completely spent.  She lay limp and nearly silent, only giving vague little moans as he emptied his seed deep inside of her, flooding her fertile eggs.  She felt each of his throbs, little pulses inside her.  She felt his hot breath on her neck as he panted and howled.  She felt the way he gripped her tighter, harder, as he forced all of his seed inside her.  And yet she could do nothing as he filled her, ruined her.
She could barely even keep her eyes open.  All she could do was stare blankly at the sky above.
He licked the sleepy kitten. "Good girl," he grunted.
"Uah... Xavier..." she moaned. "Xavier... what have I done..."
"Shh... don't worry about it..." Xavier encouraged her, licking her face and shoulders affectionately. "That's tomorrow's problem... tonight, you only need to rest."
"Xavier..."
But she could say no more.  She had no energy left to speak.  The thrashing, the pain, and the crying had left her spent.  All she could do was lay underneath the wolf and bask in the terrible choice she had made.  It was all she could do until sleep would mercifully put her out of her misery for a few hours.
But before she fell asleep, she could hear Xavier say one last thing to her.
"Perhaps I’ve changed my mind. Perhaps I am offering you a property after all, Jessie..." he said in an odd sort of amusement.
Jessie, too exhausted to even think anymore, had no idea what that was even supposed to mean. 
The wolf gave a satisfied hum, tugging his knot around and feeling it shoot a few more throbs of wolf-sperm into her virgin womb.
“I think… I won’t come back to breed you,” he decided. “In fact, I think I won’t come back at all.”
“Wh…?”
“You’d make a gorgeous animal, Jessie… a gorgeous, natural, wild animal… Free from society’s rules, free from money and power and responsibility… So I think that’s what you should be. So I suppose… This is the last you will see of me, little kitten. And this might be the last you will ever see of another civilized fur. You will live out the rest of your life alone and naked, with nature as your only company. At least until your children arrive. But good luck trying to raise them with no modern amenities.”
But before she could comprehend any of it, she fell asleep.
She’d realize her fate in due time. For now, all she could do was sleep beneath the warmth of the naked blue wolf, knotted tightly to him at the hips. Not a drop of his seed spilled out, all of it rushing to her eggs, just waiting to be fertilized into a burdensome little litter...
An hour or so later, he could finally withdraw his knot from the tight little female. He drew a single kiss from the lips of the sleeping kitten before standing overtop her, admiring the zigzagging tiger-stripes across her nude fur. 
He then collected all the clothes from the forest floor, hers included, and headed back to the car, proudly gloating over his latest accomplishment.
~~
As dusk began to settle on the kitten’s first night as a feral animal, Xavier had just returned to the car near the entrance to Elysium. He powered on the ignition, and reached for a notebook he kept in the glove compartment. 
He hesitated for a moment and drew back his claw, instead reaching for a button on the center console. 
There were a few odd little electronic beeps, and a male voice filled the cabin.
“Ashton?” said the voice. “Odd time of day for you to be calling.”
“I’ve done what you’ve asked, I’ll have you know,” Xavier grunted. “There’s a tiger-kitty for you near the west-side entrance. Seventeen. Already nice and knocked up. I know you like your specimens… a bit younger, but give this one a chance. She’s a top-mark Whitefang student. Imagine it will be amusing to see her adjust.”
“Hm,” replied the voice. “Hard one to give up, Ashton?”
“You could say,” grumbled the blue wolf. “Would have made for some nice family drama, and probably a great breakup. You could say I was looking forward to it. But I’ve had my fill. Take her.”
“Fair,” said the voice. “I thank you for this, Ashton.”
“Anything for a brother,” said Xavier with a hint of disdain. “Now, Kovey, about your end of the bargain…?”
“I’ll consider it,” he said.
“Any way to make you consider things a bit faster?” he said forcefully. “I’m not planning to stay in town all year. What do you want, more specimens? I think I could get you a thirteen-year-old snowfox.”
“You’ve already proven you can prey on the weak,” spoke the voice. “How about something more challenging?”
“Like…?”
“How about… TopAce?” 
Xavier chuckled. “That would be something…”
But then he frowned. “Fuck, you’re serious. Really? I’ll have you know the kitten I just gave you wasn’t the simplest pussy to crack, either. Rich parents, and… God, you want me with a pop-idol now?! Bro… you know that’s a bit on the tricky side, even for me.”
“Exactly. That’s why I want to see you do it,” returned the voice. “She’s got three shows this year in Evira City. Give her eggs. I want to see her eggs on my TV screen. Do that, and I’ll give you what you want.”
*Click*
The connection was severed. Xavier tapped his claws against the steering wheel, blankly staring out into the darkening evening-time. 
But he found he couldn’t be too frustrated at his brother, not when he still felt the incredible afterglow from knotting the kitten…
“Oliver, Oliver,” he sighed in singsong. “It’s times like this I remember you’re more of a sadist than Kender and I combined. Fine. You want a pregnant bird? You can have a god damned pregnant bird.”
He threw open his glove compartment, practically tore out his favorite notebook, and flipped to the end of the list.
He made sure to leave two empty spaces for numbers 104 and 105 before writing: 
“#106, Jessie the Kitten / West Elysia / 17 -- (Because Oliver is a bitch)”
And he threw the car into gear and drove away into the night.