On a lonly evening, the sky is burning in amber and peach, the captain faces defeat agains his new crew member. The young fox got cocky and it was the captains dudy to teach him a lesson in a fair duel. He decited to carry out the punishment for the fox while everyone else was in their cabins. However as soon as they started, he realised the fox was swift and well able to utilize his smarts to his advantage. Not long and the captain was out of breath... He is an old dog after all.
As he neeled before his challenger in exhaustion, his opponent gret in size... no, he shrunk. He doesent panic, because he knew the custom. But he would have never dreamt his fate to grow so ill on him. Instead of the fresh evening breeze, he was now forced to smell the musky, sweaty, slightly cheesy stench of his adversary. The fox was towering in front of him... above him. Casusally removing his lionth cloth. As the cloth flew over the reeling, the captain realised that this cloth was the last thing protecting his dignity... the last barrieer between his fate and the Foxes thick, ripe cock. Now with the cloth gone, it became oubvious. The fox had nothing good on his twisted mind. And he will tease and humiliate his captain until the very end...
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Well looks like Lunte (name of my fox predator) got himself a flying ship... at least the captain. But by Vore-Planet Pirate standards, if you devour the captain, you own the crew and the ship. Sneaky little stinker just decided to keep it a secret, because he does not want the responsibility and... he loves everyone going crazy lookig for their beloved captain.

My Patreons had 3 years early access. I think it is time to show this to the public. Its still one of my favourites.