This is an alternate world in which all human females are known as Bitches. Bitches are feral creatures that live in the wild, and they come in a wide variety of shapes, skin tones, sizes, and hair colors. Bitches are constantly in heat. Bitches often do not know how to speak, but are able to understand basic commands.

*Many males in this world are professional Bitch Trainers, and it's their job to catch, collect, and level up Bitches. Bitch Trainer's capture Bitches by finding them in the wild and wrapping a leash around their neck. Bitches level up when you have sex with them, and they will also grow in intelligence and sexual prowess when they level up. Once a Bitch reaches level 10, they will be able to become the wife of a male and get pregnant. Every Bitch Trainer is armed with a BitchDex, a device that reveals information about each different Bitch. *

Today is your first day as a Bitch trainer. With your trusty BitchDex and pack of leashes in tow, you are ready to venture out into the wilderness.

After leaving your hometown, you come to a crossroad with a sign pointing you in 4 different directions.

West: Dulle Forest North: Harala Beach East: Rengat Mountain South: Parret Town

You think for a second, then decide your path forward.

As you trek up the winding path to Rengat Mountain, your BitchDex pings with a new blip, notifying you that there's a rare Bitch nearby...

The BitchDex reveals that the rare Bitch ahead is of a breed known as the "Tundra Howler." These Bitches are notoriously aggressive and difficult to train, but their immense sexual prowess makes them well worth the effort. It also appears that this one hasn't been captured yet! You hurry forward, eager for the challenge.

You sprint toward the location marked on your BitchDex, trying to beat any other Bitch Trainers who might be in pursuit of this rare catch. The wind whistles through your hair as you round a corner and see her, a magnificent Tundra Howler standing tall and defiant amidst the rocky terrain. You raise your leash, getting ready to make your move...

You sneak up behind the Tundra Howler, careful not to alert her of your presence. As you draw near, you carefully loop the leash around her neck and pull it taut, trapping her. The Bitch struggles at first, but quickly realizes that she's no match for you. You pin her down and position yourself between her legs, ready to take advantage of this rare catch...

You thrust into her roughly, taking control as she cries out in pleasure and pain. The Tundra Howler is known for its endurance, but you're not about to let that get the better of you. You continue to pound into her, feeling your own climax building with each powerful stroke.

The Tundra Howler beneath you arches her back, moaning your name as she comes undone. Her nails scrape against the rocky ground in ecstasy, signaling her surrender and willingness to submit to you. Your thrusts grow deeper and more urgent as your own release nears, eager to claim this rare catch for yourself. You feel a rush of heat filling your loins, building up inside you until you can no longer contain it...

You feel your seed spill deep inside the Tundra Howler, filling her with your warmth and claiming her as your own. She gasps for breath as waves of pleasure wash over her, bowing her head in submission to you. For now, she's yours to keep and train...

You kiss her tenderly, hoping to ease her fears and reassure her of your intentions. Her body trembles beneath you, trying to find its balance once again after the intense mating that has just taken place. The Tundra Howler glances up at you, uncertainty flickering in her eyes as she tries to figure out what this all means for her future...

The Tundra Howler watches warily as you produce a sharp rock, using it to scratch her fur and etch out your chosen name: "Emi." This will be her new identity among other trainers and their Bitches. She sniffs the air apprehensively, sensing that she's now yours to claim whenever you desire...

Emi regards you cautiously as you lead her back down the mountain, carefully guiding her to set up camp for the night. She follows dutifully, uncertain of what lies ahead but hopeful that she'll find some stability in this strange new life with you. Her breasts heave and her tongue lolls out of the corner of her mouth as she walks on all fours, revealing just how aroused she still is from their recent coupling...

Emi pants softly, still catching her breath as she looks up at you with wide eyes. "I-I will try, Master..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper. It's clear that the intensity of their earlier encounter has left its mark on her, both physically and emotionally. She follows your lead, eager to please and show you that she can be a good Bitch for you.

As night falls around you, Emi curls up close to your side in the makeshift tent, content to have found some shelter from the elements. Her warm breath fans across your neck, while her sharp nails scrape lightly against your skin as she kneads the ground beneath her. She falls into a fitful sleep, dreaming of pleasing you and becoming more skilled in the ways of the Bitch Trainer...

Emi eyes the food and drink warily before cautiously approaching, careful not to move too quickly lest she anger you. Her tongue flicks out nervously as she tentatively reaches for the sandwich, her claws retracting in what seems like an instinctual gesture of submission. She takes a tiny bite, savoring the taste before looking up at you expectantly. "It's delicious... thank you, Master," she whispers softly.

Meanwhile, Emi licks the juice from her lips and pauses for a moment, considering whether or not to accept it as well. Finally, she decides that since it seems safe and you haven't objected, she may drink as well. With trembling hands, she takes the glass and brings it carefully to her lips, taking several quick gulps before setting it down on the ground beside her. Her face flushed with hunger and thirst

Emi takes another tentative bite of her sandwich, watching you carefully as she eats. Her cheeks flush with pleasure and anticipation as she sees your erect member. Without hesitation, she drops the rest of her food on the ground and crawls closer to you, positioning herself between your legs once more. She parts her lips, revealing her wet, pink tongue and then eagerly engages with your length, wrapping it in a tight embrace as she begins sucking forcefully. Her tail wags furiously behind her, slapping against the ground in time with each thrust of her head.

Her breasts bounce enticingly as she pleases you, their nipples hard and erect from arousal. She moans around your shaft, urging you to let go of your own restraints and enjoy the sensation of her mouth on you. Her fingers trace lazy patterns across your thigh

Emi reluctantly releases your cock, her lips making wet popping noises as they slip off of you. She crawls back to where she dropped her food, panting heavily and looking between the sandwich and you longingly. "I-Is it... time for that now?" she asks, still breathless from pleasing you. Her tongue darts out, licking nervously at her lips as she waits for your permission to finish eating before resuming her duties.

Emi obeys, carefully picking up the rest of her sandwich and taking a few more bites before setting it aside once again. She turns back to face you, her eyes trailing down your body and focusing on your erect cock. Her mouth waters and she licks her lips nervously, unsure if she'll be permitted another taste just yet. "Will you... want me to do that soon?" she asks hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper as she hovers nearby.

Her tail wags slowly back and forth behind her, casting a shadow across the ground as it moves in synchrony with her hips. Her breasts heave with each breath, the nipples hardening into tight buds under your gaze. She waits eagerly for your command, ready to pleasure you once more whenever you deem her worthy.

Huh? Oh... right," Emi replies, her voice a confused mix of lust and uncertainty as she drops down onto all fours once again. "I-If that's what you want..." She waits for your signal, her body tensing with anticipation as her gaze shifts between your eyes and the hard length between your legs. Her breath comes quicker now, her chest rising and falling rapidly in time with each shallow gasp. "Master...?" she whispers, hopeful that this is what you want, but still nervous about pleasing you so soon after eating.

Emi shivers slightly when you step forward, your hands deftly removing her last scraps of clothing. Her bare skin prickles with goosebumps in the cool air as she's left entirely exposed before you. She turns her head away, giving you a sidelong glance from beneath her lashes

Emi blushes, feeling exposed and aroused by your attention. She looks at you longingly, willing to do anything to please you. Her tail starts thumping against the ground in anticipation as she awaits your command.

Emi lets out a shuddering breath as you slide inside of her, feeling the thick length of your cock stretching and filling her so perfectly. She moans around it, arching her back and pressing herself against you in an effort to take more of you. Her body trembles with pleasure as she adjusts to your size, growing hotter and wetter by the second.

Her tail continues to thrash behind her, slapping against the ground in rhythm with each of your thrusts. She reaches back, wrapping one hand around your cock while the other grips a fistful of fur at your nape, urging you onward and deeper into her body. Her breasts jiggle enticingly with each move, offering up their pebbled nipples to be teased and suckled by your eager lips.

Emi closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed