"My word!" Mythos cried as he flew through the air holding his privates. "What kind of women kicks a ten year old boy!" He cried.
"Old enough to Fuck? Old enough to get kicked in the nuts!" She cried.
Mythos fell to the ground aching in pain. As he ached in pain the woman leaned over him, letting her shadow loom over him.
She was a super hot babe with a set of bunny ears on her head. The leopard print that covered her nipples ran all the way to her ears, giving her the appearance of his mother from the chest down.
"Pathetic..." She groaned. "Your the son of Maȟpíya? How can you be so weak!"
"Shit" Mythos thought. "Even though My magic skills have become nearly battle mage level, my physical strength is... lackluster"
"So... you know who I am?" Mythos said. "What are you doing in my house?"
"Guarding it" She answered. "I'm sure you noticed your not the most popular Feral right now are you." She answered
"Curses! Does that mean my mother is in danger!" Mythos exclaimed
"She was, but now that I'm here, everything is going to be ok" She said leaning forward and patting his head.
Once again, her lush and plump breasts lean toward Mythos, causing his face to blush.
"KEEP DREAMING!" She screamed smacking him across the head.
"So why are you guarding us?" Mythos asked with a giant lump in his head.
"Are you stupid or something?" She asked Mythos. "Don't you see the leopard print that matches your mother?" SHe asked.
"Uhhh what is your point?" Mythos asked.
"Just because I don't have horns like you Vaurus's do, doesn't mean were still not the same kind! I will never let a member of the same Ferace be attacked!" She said.
"Vaurus? Ferace? I'm sorry but what are you talking about?" Mythos asked.
"Just what did Redface teach you out there?" The woman said sighing.
"How to hunt! How to survive! Not language! Isn't that what a school teacher is for?" Mythos complained.
"Listen... uh Mythos, I don't know what this school teacher you are talking about is, but we ferals learn everything from our instructors, we live like them, eat like them, breathe like them, this is something he should have mentioned."
Springing to her feet, the woman used her hands as an imaginary whiteboard and began explaining.
"Ok, as me and you are Ferals right? That much you understand right?" She asked.
"Yess..." Mythos answered.
"Well every Ferals type... ore Ferace, is determined by their body type and print of thier fur."
The woman ran her fingers down her body in a very non seductive manner, trying to draw Mythos's attention.
"As you can see by my ears I am the feral type Vepus(Bunny) Do to my ears and my tail" She said turning to show Mythos.
Mythos was not fixated on her tail even in the slightest. He was to busy examining the beatuiful curves that ran down the womans waste. She had the body of an hourglass and the skin of dripping caramel that Mythos couldn't help but want to taste. As he saw the bridge of her back, he noticed that fur covered her private parts tightly wrapping around her firm buttocks.
"Ahhhh teacher? I have a question?" Mythos said.
"I am not your teacher!" The woman complained. "My name is Mai" She said.
"Uhhh Ok Mai...." Mythos said blushing. "How do... Ferals have sex?" He questioned.
"Hmmmm? What do you mean? One thing goes into another?" She answered.
"Well... aren't your things covered up right now... Can you show me how they"
WHAM!!!!!!!!!!
Mythos was sent flying once again by Mais rage.
"You think I'm stupid! I know you've gone tot he bathroom before!" She sadi smacking him.
"Ehhh...Sorry" Mythos said, with another lump in his head.
"You know as well as I!" Mai said swiveling her bunny ears.
Mythos watched as the fur on her ears began to fade, leaving behind bare skin.
"We ferals can increase or reduce our fur as we wish! One thing you may not know however" She said increasing the fur on her body.
She increased the fur more and more, until her entire body was covered. Mythos couldn't see a single curve, or piece of skin now.
"is that we can during season changes cover our entire body! This is the way I will be interacting with you from now on!"
"Nooooooooooo pleassseee!" Mythos cried. "Anything but that!"
He ran to Mai's leg caressing it carefully.
"You little perv! Wait till I tell your mother about all of this!" Mai said
"Tell me about what?" A voice cried from the back of the room.
A woman in leapord print with breasts twice the size of Mai's walked into the room accompanied by Redface.
"MOTTHEERR!" Mythos screamed running up to embrace her.
"My baby!" She screamed embracing him.
"What happened how did you get those bruises on your head?" She asked.
"Her! That mean lady hit me!" Mythos said venoumously.
"Hehehhe... now she will be in t-"
SMACK! SMACK!
Mythos's mother smacked him two more times putting two more lumps in his head.
"What was that for!" Mythos said crying.
"I'm sorry baby! It's our culture! Whatever punishment a parent gives I will do two fold!" She cried.
"But she hit me more than once!" Mythos cried.
"I know baby... I know!" She said raising her hand.
WHAM!
"Well I'm not a parent but technically I am your guardian..." Redface said
WHAM!
They all smacked Mythos until his head was filled with tiny bumps.
"Dear spirits! We really hurt him!" His mother cired.
"Hehe yeh! Good thing I brought the doctor!" Redface laughed.
The same which doctor Mythos saw for years came out of the back door of his house shaking his head. In the ten years that had passed the man had aged terribly, shaking as he reached into his bag.
SNIP SNIP
He took out a pair of scizors and began walking toward Mythos.
"WAITT!!! WHY DOES HE HAVE THOS!"" Mythos cried.
"Hahhhh?" The doctor cried aiming them at Mythos's privates.
"No Doctor! We need you to heal him! Not cleanse him!" His mother cired.
"Before we heal his body...." The doctor groaned. "WE MUST CLEANSE HIS SPIRIT! Down with the Demon child!" HE cried.
"SCREW YOU!" Mythos cried. "SCREW YOU! AND WHEREVER AYOU GOT YOUR MEDICAL LISCENCE!"
Back at the center of the village, a group of Neezghání walked back to the center of town.
"Where is the boy?" A man with a tattoo on his right arm asked as the group approached.
"We were unable to retain him high priest.... Please forgive-"
"Unforgivable!" THe high priest groaned. "A group of Neezghání defeated by a boy who isn't even a Zalzi! THis is disgraceful!"
"It's not our fault! We are not trained for that kind of battle! You never told us the bold could use magic! We need atleast a naabaahii to defeat him!" THe red haired feral cried.
"What..." The high priest siad. "This boy... can use Magic? what kind?"
"We have no idea! We are not human combat trained! But whatever it was it was not amatuer stuff."
"I see, then good job my brethren, you have given me a crucial point of information."
"What do you plan to do now?" Another Priest asked. "The Chief will not allow you to execute the boy."
"If you want something done" The high priest said standing up. As he rose, the left side of his body's arm horn and eye were revealed to be missing. His dark black hair and black pupils, burned with the anger of a man hell belt on revenge.
"Do it yourself" He said striding out of the room.