Reader's Warning: This story has a ton of sex in it, some reluctance, and some questionable sexual decisions.
This story is an original work of my own. Any similarities to real life people or events is unintentional. I didn't have an editor so judge lightly the mistakes/errors are mine I apologize in advance.
I hope you guys enjoy, feel free to vote and comment. Thanks for reading.
T
Prologue:
Cheetahs are notoriously nervous, they have a knack for stressing themselves out. One of the reasons they are going extinct is that they are too nervous to find a mate. When they do manage to find a mate they are known to get overly stressed while pregnant and miscarry their cubs. To combat this characteristic captivity breeding programs issued each cheetah a service dog. The felines with a companion were able to not only find a mate, they carried full term, and raised strong and healthy cubs.
Cheetah weres had the same problem, upon gaining knowledge of the breeding program's success they banded together with local packs taking in strays and orphans giving them a family. While putting the wolves optimistic and carefree nature to good use, they also found that they too had success stunting the stressful habits. The wolves were a god send to the small prides. Now they would have to prove their success with a new generation.
Anyone would've been surprised by the sleek spotless cheetah prancing about the forest. The young female played with the long grass rubbing her face against the slim stalks. In the distance a twig snapped. Silence fell. Causing her to freeze, tensing up her muscles until she started to shake. Crouching low she listened to her surroundings. The wind was carrying her scent towards the intruder.
An unruly black and gray wolf bolted out of the dense over growth on the forest floor. Jumping on top of the small cheetah. The feline tried to flee, her legs moving uncommonly fast shredding the leaves and vegetation under foot. The wolf was on her again using his body weight to press her flat, gently lowering her belly to the ground. He then pressed his cheek against her's, taking deep breathes, and trying to communicate a relaxing embrace.
In a shimmering moment the wolf had become a young man, his voice was a low soothing hum as he spoke to the cheetah,"Breathe. You're fine." Rubbing his face up against her cheek again he reached his hand up to stroke the downy fur at the base of her ears. That hand snaked down to her rump massaging the muscles leading up to her cheetah's sex. "Let me help you relax baby." She purred her concurrence.
Rolling off of her he slowly made his way back through the foliage. She perked up and scampered to his side, walking awkwardly so that her body was almost completely curved around his side. They made their way through the forest a quiet that only came from contentedness enshrouded the two companions.
Stepping onto a well worn path the two wound their way through the forest. The sun was blazing over head, being trapped by the thick canopy only shafts of light could be seen on the forest floor. Birds sang over head, calling out happy tunes to their loved ones. A squirrel skittered across their path, around the base of a tree, and up to a small hole chittering down at the cheetah. The cheetah snorted in annoyance.
They came to a clearing that enveloped a large house. It was disguised well with vines growing up two sides of the house the very tips barely tickling the rain gutters. The three story home housed a small group of twelve people. All a tight knit family the only exception to actual blood relations were the seven wolves who lived along side the cheetahs but they'd earned the term of honorary family members do to the length of time they'd all lived together.
As they came to the back door the cheetah shifted into a young woman. Her short athletic body still held a touch of anxiousness waiting for the relief his skilled fingers would bring her. The two walked in side grabbing the clothes they had left behind before heading out for their run.
"You did really well. Soon you'll be able to go out on you own." The young man optimistically told the young woman.
"Really Chase? I practically shit myself when I heard you coming, you said you were going to stay close to me. I couldn't see you! I didn't know it was you until after I saw you. Can we stay here for a few days?" Eyes conveying what she'd rather be doing, her hands were twisting against each other fiercely. Chase gave her a disapproving grin and shook his head in the negative. She walked with her head down, and sticking close to her companion.
"Becks you were fine. You didn't run away and you didn't attack me, that's progress! You deserve a reward tonight." He grabbed her ass, squeezing it before continuing."How about we try some sparring tomorrow? You can do that easy!"
"I hate fighting. How about I watch you spar?" Beck hated any interaction with anyone else, feeling multiple pairs of eyes on her made her skin crawl.
"I know! We could go read in the library tomorrow..."
"Really?!"
"No. You need to try something new. Anything new just something."Chase was at a lose with what to do.
He'd had been trying for months to get Becks to interact more fully with her pride. She was the oldest which meant she'd be expected to find a mate soon. Her parents would be taking her around to all the other prides in the spring. Chase now had roughly six months to get Becks ready. She hadn't made his job easy; procrastinating on group appointments, avoiding going out to town, she even hid up in a tree when they had visitors from his pack. Chase loved Becks as a sex partner and his best friend, he'd push her past her limits to do what was best for her.
Becks on the other hand felt like Chase pushed her enough. She agreed to most new adventures as long as it was just the two of them. She couldn't bare to be alone or in a crowd. At night, the only time she spent alone, she locked her door with a heavy bolt. Whenever she was forced into a crowd she hugged the farthest corners or sat on the floor in a tight cranny, making herself invisible to those closest. No matter where she went or how she hid Chase was always close by, standing guard. And when she was very good he'd tease her pussy until she came all over his hand.
It was late afternoon, the two had spent the lunch hour outside in order to avoid the others. Now they'd eat lunch while everyone else went back to work, school, or out to run errands. Becks kept their schedule off just enough to keep her anxiety at bay. Years before they had lived an exact opposite schedule than everyone else, literally waking up when everyone else fell asleep.
In their home they had one large family made up of two cheetah families. The Sharon family who consisted of the parents Gabriel and Megan and the children David and Becks. The Locks; Jackie, Kylie, Tommy, Bradley, and Aubrie. They were all siblings. Then of course there were the companions; Chase, Laura, Devante, Frederick, Alisa, Ember, and Shay who were all wolves hand picked from packs all over the north.
Each cheetah had a companion of the opposite sex in order to help them get used to being around that gender, it would help with the transition into mated pairs later. The two older adults also had their companions who visited at regular intervals in order to keep a routine atmosphere.
Chase and Becks were just settling down for lunch when Shay and Aubrie could be heard coming through the front door yelling about something. The end snippets of their conversation could be heard through the whole house,
"...skanky whore who dresses like that to get your attention! You honestly think SHE'S a girl you can bring home to the family?" Aubrie's usually soft voice rose and into a sharp soprano showing how truly upset she was.
"I never said I'd bring her home, but I'd definitely let her take me home."
An audible thwack came next. Shay walked into the kitchen rubbing the back of his head. Aubrie had the decency to look sheepish as she walked to the pantry, grabbing a box of wheat thins.
"Who's taking you home?" Chase asked with a mouth full of chicken.
"No one. We saw a sexy piece of ass in town. Aubrie is mad because I got her number." Shay flashed his palm, black sharpies numbers scrawled across his wide hand.
"I'm mad because you saved her number as "legs for days".
