What sounds like a dogs bark comes from below you. It's followed by coherent words.
"Get down here, cat!"
You look down to see three... dog-people. They are mostly human, like you, except they have dog tails and ears, and they just remind you of dogs... They are completely nude except for bright blue headbands and small waistbands. All three carry strange, long spears and short clubs at their waists.
"Don't try anything weird on us, cat!" shouts one of the dogs. "We've captured you in our lands!"
Confused, you clamber down from the tree. The three dog men stare at you triumphantly. This is too strange... Out of habit, you cover your dick with your hands, still modest in this confusing world.
"I'm sorry, I'm not from around here," you say as they glare at you. "I don't know how I got here."
One of the dogs barks out, "Ha! Right! Trying to pretend you're dumb or something? It's probably just one of your sly cat tricks. Well you're not going to sneak out of this one. It's been a couple months since we had a cat slave to train our warriors on!"
He shakes her spear at you, and the tip catches your eye for a second. You turn your head to stare at it. You look at it carefully. Suddenly, you realize. The tip isn't a spearhead, it isn't sharp at all. Rather, it is shaped like... an erect penis! It's made of some kind of ivory, and it looks startlingly realistic.
As you inspect the three further, you realize that the clubs aren't what they seem either. All three carry phallus-shaped clubs with handles.
One of the dog-men clears his throat. "Well cat? What's wrong? You seem afraid of our weapons now that you're unarmed... You all weren't so scared when you overcame our troops two weeks ago at the Battle for Sexing River! You may have taken that land right now, but we've captured one of you to make an example of! And before the week is over, we will have that land again!"
You are starting to understand what's happening. The dogs and cats must have some kind of war, taking territory and everything. How do they fight, though?
"There's a misunderstanding," you protest. "I really have no part in this. I just arrived in this land last night!"
"Don't try any of your tricks on us, cat! Come back to Rutting Dog Village, and we'll stick you in the play pen!"
Two dogs take hold of your arms, and start to drag you roughly through the woods, the other striding ahead of you. |