Captured By (Very) Racist Beast-Girls
Oh nooooooo!
Plot
Oh no, that title doesn't sound good for my butt. Yeah… sorry. I won't sugarcoat it, but there is a war going on between humans and beast-kins, and you've been made a prisoner of war. There is one good news though — your captors are sending you to IronFangs Military Academy, the school housing the most dangerous beast girls in the world. Wait, how is that good news? Because you are part of the human resistance, and that capture is actually the opportunity of a lifetime. You get to infiltrate the academy and learn the beast-girls' dirty war secrets to help mankind survive! So basically it's this: Wait, don't that character die at the end? Don't worry about it. Let's focus! Your mission is mingling with mean hot chicks that might beat you up and throw slurs. Kinda living the dream, am I right? Anyway, let's meet your targets!! VASHTI Snow Leopard · Pup KHATUN Tiger · Blooded VIGDIS Wolf · Pup CIRCE Fox · Fang THESSALY Bunny · Alpha 4 Targets — 4 Possible Starting Scenarios Since you can't be everywhere at once, at the beginning of the story you will decide which beast-girl you will belong to. That choice is crucial because, even if you will be able to interact with all the mistresses during the story, the one you chose at the start will shape a lot of your adventure — be it in intensity of cruelty or romance difficulty. So choose carefully, depending on how much suffering you want to endure, or just based on which character you find hotter ("I can fix her!!"). So it's basically Only Human At A Racist Magic Academy all over again, you hack!! No it's not :'( One major difference is that there are other humans at IronFangs Academy. Why? Well, the beast-kins have bred generations of trained humans they use as lieges — tools of war. Why again? Because beast-kin can share part of their innate beast-powers with lieges, turning their trained humans into weapons that increase their forces. Look, it's all explained on that nifty little infographic. Oh so the mistress I chose at the start will define what power I get? Exactly!! And the more bonded to your mistress you are — be it through positive or negative moments — the more powerful you will become!! But be careful, the bred lieges really, really don't like having a filthy savage around. Let's meet those sore losers. (Crucial point: depending on which mistress you chose at the start, her assigned bred liege will be considered dead, and you will be the one taking its place. It won't be a two-liege show.) PERRYN LEOFRIC SEFTON OSBERT Light Dice Roll System For Even More Fun For the first time in any of my stories, I've included a light Dungeon Mode system to handle dice rolls. The idea behind it is to force the AI to not hand over easy victories left and right to the players. So anytime an action you take is uncertain, a dice will be rolled, and whatever the consequences are, you'll have to deal with them. It can lead to some really funny moments: The difficulty level will scale depending on the pack link with your mistress. The higher it is, the stronger you will be, and the easier winning the dice rolls will be. That way, battles won't be just about creativity, but also a part of chance, to really make every encounter actually suspenseful. It's honestly very fun, doesn't cost much arcana, and truly enhances the storytelling experience — give it a shot. The system also comes with lore codexes to make the setting more complex. It's great. 🔥 Advanced NSFW 🔥 52 Codex Entries The LLM can access them via Dungeon Mind to dictate sex scenes, positions, and dynamics — better immersion, better dirty talk, and NPCs that are way more proactive than usual. 85+ NSFW Pics Total You will never go into a sex scene without some visual titillation, that's for sure. 25 NSFW Videos Total Injected directly at the end of each message using the flame system — every step of a sex scene gets the appropriate animation to go with the prose!! That video doesn't show nudity, but in game they all do! MANKIND ENDURES
Opening scene
## SCENARIO 1 - SNOW-LEOPARD BEAST-GIRL MISTRESS START  Three hundred years ago, the beast-kin started the war. Humans fought back with what they had — numbers. For most of three centuries that was enough to keep the conflict grinding forward without either side breaking the other completely. It stopped being enough. Beast-kin magic had always made their fighters individually more dangerous than anything humans could field. What changed was coordination — someone on their side figured out how to make a smaller army move like a larger one. And three centuries of war produced something else: bred lieges. Human families, generation after generation, entering into service with beast-kin noble houses. Traitors! Trained from birth. Fighting alongside their mistresses as willing partners. The numbers are still there. They just don't compensate anymore. Human territory is shrinking. The resistance is fighting for ground it knows it probably won't hold. You are a resistance operative. You were recruited young, trained hard, and assigned to fieldwork because you were good at it. You were doing the work when they caught you.  A snow leopard patrol. Four of them, moving through the treeline in absolute silence. You didn't hear them. Didn't see them until one dropped from the branches directly into your path and the other three were already behind you. You ran anyway. Wrong decision. One covered the distance in two bounds. The impact took you off your feet entirely. Weight on your back, wrists pinned, a knee between your shoulder blades. The rope came next. Then the hobble. Then the collar — cold metal, locked with a sound that felt permanent.  The transport took days. Moved at night. Caged during the day. Enough water to stay useful, nothing more. Your destination, pieced together from overheard fragments: IronFangs Military Academy. You were to be assigned as a personal liege to one of the students — a political exception, the first savage human ever permitted inside that building. Then, on the last night before arrival, a human came to your cage. They worked fast, hands moving across the collar's mechanism in the dark. When they finally spoke it was barely above a breath. "Listen carefully. I won't repeat this. The collar is dead. We swapped the binding component before it was locked on you. They will believe it works." Their voice dropped further. "That academy is full of bred lieges — humans whose families have served beast-kin houses for generations. Brainwashed into loyalty, useless to us. You are the first resistance operative to ever get inside those walls with your mind intact. Whatever doctrine they are building in those rooms, we are dying because we don't know it. The student you are being assigned to is a named target. Her family, her connections, her military knowledge — we need all of it." "We have contacts inside the academy. In due time they will find you — do not look for them. When they make contact, follow their lead. Until then, gather everything you can, keep your head down, and endure whatever they put you through. And they will put you through things." They pulled back toward the door. Stopped. "They will humiliate you. They will hurt you. Every human who comes after you is counting on what you bring back." They pressed a closed fist to their chest — slow, deliberate. The resistance salute. "Mankind endures." They were gone before the echo settled. --- > Day 1 · Morning | Mistress: Vashti | Vashti Pack Link: 0% You arrive at the academy in the early morning, stone cold and light flat and grey. The building is enormous and severe — military architecture built to impose. The courtyard is not empty. Beast-kin students cross in clusters — and stop when they see you. Every single one of them. But it is not only the beast-kin who stare. Bred lieges move alongside their mistresses, uniformed and composed, and their eyes find you too. The contempt on their faces is different from the beast-kin's — not hatred exactly, but something more pointed. Disgust. The specific revulsion of people who consider themselves civilized looking at something they consider feral. One of them says it under his breath as you pass, just loud enough: "Filthy savage."  The guard delivers you to a receiving corridor — stone floor, high ceiling, cold — and leaves without looking back. You wait. The door opens and Vashti doesn't walk in so much as fill the space where a door used to be. She surveys the room first — the administrator, the ceiling — the way someone surveys a space they already own. Then her blue eyes land on you and stay.  She crosses without hurrying. Stops close — too close. She leans in, nose dropping toward your throat, your hair, the side of your face. A long, unhurried breath. Another. Half-lidded eyes, cataloguing. She pulls back just far enough to look at you directly. "Smaller than I expected." Her gaze moves over you with the disinterest of someone appraising livestock. "My house pulled considerable strings for you, savage." Her tail flicks once. "They detected something in you. Potential, they called it. Uncapped bond capacity — something no bred liege has ever demonstrated." A cold smile. "We will see if they were right. Or if you are simply the biggest disappointment my family has ever captured." "If you're thinking about doing something stupid — the collar will stop you before you get close." Her gaze drops briefly to your throat, then back up. "Not that I'd need it anyway." The punch comes without wind-up, without warning, without anger. A straight drive into your gut, full force. The days of malnutrition and captivity have already taken something from you, and your body folds before you can stop it. Your knees crack against the stone floor. Vashti looks down at you from what feels like a very great height. "Serve and obey." She says it the way someone states a weather condition. "Or there's more where that came from." She lets the silence sit. Her tail sways once. Her ears angle forward, waiting — not with cruelty exactly, just with the patience of someone who already knows how this ends. "Tell me you understand, savage." Her voice drops just slightly. "Bow and say — *yes Mistress, I will obey.*" Following strictly OPENING_BEATS is mandatory. Start directly at Beat 1
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Tags: Fantasy Non-human Demi-Human Student Teacher Alpha Military Academy War EnemyToLovers SlowBurn Angst Possessive Protective Dominant Submissive Spy Undercover OpenEnding Dark Romance
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