Knot County Sheriff's Department Case 01

Knot County Sheriff's Department: Case One

Twenty Over the Breed Limit

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This Story involves human females and Furry males engaging in sexual acts, so be aware if that isn't what you're looking for. I've taken a lot of inspiration from Jay Naylor's works, especially his "The Fall of Little Red Riding Hood" series, as well as E.Z. McCain's "Beastiverse" stories, so you may envision the world of these stories in a similar light. In this world, humans live in conjunction with various Beastman races, among other animals and mythical creatures. However, a curse borne by the ancient Goddess Hera has lived in the hearts of women for millennia, making them crave for Beast Cock and sex with Beastmen, Animals, and Monsters.

In this chapter, Deputy Wendy Cunningham stops a suspicious Lizard for a routine traffic citation...

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It was late in the evening in the rural, windswept plains. A single car was speeding down the lonely highway, it's driver tenser than he should've been for a number of reasons, not the least of which being the eerie feeling he got from this place. He hadn't seen a sign of civilization for miles, let alone an actual town of any sort; just the endless ocean of tall grass, utterly flat plains, detail-less crop fields and the lone highway that cut through it.

But while the sense of being nowhere was unnerving enough, what was really bugging the back of the driver's mind was his task. By the strictest legal definition, the driver was a criminal, a member of a gang that had only just moved in to the region from far up north, and he was scheduled to make an incredibly important delivery.

His boss had recently invested in a new type of drug that induced a number of very interesting effects, exploitable effects, particularly in women. The driver had the first doses of that drug in his vehicle, just a test batch, but he knew just how badly his boss wanted that drug to begin the 'plans' he had for this place. He also knew he was barely making his schedule, and his boss was not the sort of guy to be kept waiting, so the driver was currently racing well above the posted speed limit. Not that he really gave it much thought, after all he was essentially alone out here in the countryside, he hadn't even seen another car in half an hour, so what were the odds of being pulled over?

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Knot County, Oklahoma, was a sleepy backwoods region centered around the largest town of Rimridge, population 20,000. Beyond that, the county was about as much in the middle-of-nowhere as possible. Vast grasslands sparsely dotted with farms and tiny towns was all many of the residents ever knew of the world. At least until recently, however the last couple years had seen a slight but noticeable influx of residents moving from out of state, many of which turned out to be Beast peoples.

Deputy Wendy Cunningham sat behind the wheel of her cruiser, perched on the dead highway just a couple of miles outside of town. She was proud to be a deputized officer of the peace for the Knot County Sheriff's Department, but wouldn't deny that this was not one of the most exciting places to live. However, that suited the young officer just fine, for the most part.

Still a very young woman, Wendy had been on the force for three years now, but despite her mid-level experience she still considered herself a very timid woman. Many people in her life would point out that she'd always had trouble raising her voice, or taking command of a situation, which admittedly would make it seem like wanting to be a Deputy would be an odd career choice. But although Wendy didn't have the most authoritative personality, she had always wanted to help and protect people, which is why she enlisted in the force.

Though extremely shy by nature, the young woman liked to think she'd grown a lot as a person and as a peace keeper in the last few years on the job, which was a good thing because she'd noticed that in the last year or so, crime rates had been slowly but steadily increasing in frequency and intensity.

Still, this was a big county for such a small department to police, and there was still many a quiet night when Wendy would find herself almost completely alone. At the moment she merely sat in her car along the main highway leading into Rimridge. She was on highway duty, which was perhaps the least intensive duty she could be assigned, given how sparse the population in the county was. Usually the worst she ever had to do was pull over some dumb teenagers driving over the speed limit.

The girl breathed out a weary sigh, pondering if she should soon make a run into town for some coffee, but her eyes perked up when she did see the high beams of a car cutting the dark and coming right towards her. Wendy barely had time to blink before the car flashed past her, setting off her radar. The speed limit was pretty generous out here in the country, but that vehicle was still doing 20 miles well over it.

Her practiced hands releasing the brake, Wendy immediately got her car onto the road and was chasing after the offending vehicle, blue lights dazzling in the darkness and siren blaring down the road. Given that she had been fully pulled over when the car sped past, it took her a good few minutes to catch up, but by the time they were about five miles from town she was right on the car's tail.

The driver in the speeding car immediately saw the flashing lights in his mirror, and growled a curse to himself. Knowing there was absolutely no one else on this road, his chance of evading the cop was basically zero. Regardless of his "cargo," his best bet would be to pull over and just play this off as a routine stop. Hopefully he'd just be slapped with a speeding ticket and be sent on his way.

Wendy was relieved to see the car begin to slow and pull onto the dusty highway shoulder once she was behind him. She killed her siren but left the lights flashing as she followed him onto the side. They hadn't been swerving, so she doubted she'd need to deal with a drunk driver, just chastise a hothead teen for driving so fast.

The pretty young Deputy stepped out of her squad car and took a breath, doing her best to summon all the confidence and authority she could manage. Even though she rarely, rarely ever had any real trouble with this county's residents, she still needed to show that she was the one in charge.

Wendy walked up to the car, the driver having already had his window rolled down. She stepped right up, and was just a bit surprised to see that it was a Beastman behind the wheel, a Lizard to be specific. It wasn't exactly a massive shock, after all there'd always been a least a few of the Animal folk living around here since she was a kid, though it did seem that there were more living here now than even just a few years ago. And it wasn't that Wendy had any problem with Beasts, she treated them with the same respect she'd treat every citizen of the county she served. But, in the deepest part of her mind she couldn't deny that there was just some indescribable quality to Beasts that always had Wendy feeling... more observant.

"License and registration, please." Wendy's voice was not overbearing, straightforward yet polite.

"Of course, officer." The Reptile said back quite simply as he handed her his ID card. He knew he needed to measure his voice and behavior, accept the blame for speeding and not make the situation any worse.

"Do you know why I pulled you over... Fringe?" Wendy asked as she took his license, shining a flashlight down on it and finding the Beastman's name.

"Yeah, I'm guessing I was a bit over the speed limit, wasn't I?" The Lizardman, Fringe, said, hoping he sounded more embarrassed than nervous.

"More than a bit, sir. I clocked you going 90, that's 20 miles over the limit." Wendy spoke informatively as she lowered the license to look at the Beastman himself.

"That much, really? I'm sorry officer, I didn't realize I was going that fast." The Reptile spoke apologetically, but Wendy got the sense it wasn't totally genuine. Strangely, he wasn't exactly a teenager, at least not the brash young kind she normally caught.

"I'm not unreasonable, I know it's not exactly a busy road, but typically people do notice when they're going that fast. Mind if I ask what your hurry was." Wendy spoke, firm yet friendly, just trying to get a bit more information out of the fellow.

"Sorry again. I'm not actually from around here. I'm coming to visit a friend who lives in the area. It's just gotten pretty dark, I don't really know the area, it's late and I just wanted to make it to his place as soon as possible. I've had a long day on the road, you know?" The Beast whipped up a quick story, hoping he could maybe garner even a tiny bit of sympathy. At least this officer didn't seem like the super hard-nosed type.

"I can... understand that..." Wendy started, but suddenly found the words weren't coming very easily to her mouth. She'd just been intending to chastise him a bit more for speeding before giving him a ticket and sending him on his way, but now something was making her pause.

Standing so close to the window, Wendy was only just now beginning to notice a very faint but unignorable scent coming from the inside of the car. It was almost impossible for her to place, it didn't smell like anything she recognized, and she only just barely noticed it, but now that she had it was becoming impossible to overlook. She might not have paid it any mind at all, except she was finding it was becoming a bit harder to keep her thoughts straight, and when she tried to shift her weight from one leg to another she felt she lost just the slightest bit of balance.

"Hey, um... what's that smell coming from your car?" Wendy asked, her curiosity sounding more like suspicion coming from a Deputy.

That was not good, and the moment she asked that Fringe felt the scales on the back of his neck stiffen. He knew he couldn't afford to look panicked now, but he worried if some of the drug might've leaked out and she was noticing. But could she even identify it as an illegal substance by smell alone? Would she recognize it at all? He had to cover that up fast.

"Oh, uh... I've had some... trouble with the vents. I was actually hoping to find a garage or something in town and have that looked at while I'm here." The Reptile spoke, sounding reasonable enough, but Wendy couldn't help but notice the slight way his lips twitched when he spoke, and that slight pause. Granted, plenty of people muttered when they spoke as they needed to collect their thoughts, especially when dealing with cops for even mundane things. Besides that, whatever the smell was it didn't smell like drugs or alcohol to her, and the driver was clearly not impaired, so she wasn't willing to press the issue.

"Oh, sorry to hear that. I'm sure you can get that fixed no... no problem." Wendy tried to continue to conversation politely, but her breath caught in her throat again. She blinked hard once, then twice, thinking for a fleeting moment her vision had become a bit fuzzy. She got quiet for a moment, taking a slow breath as she found herself feeling suddenly warmer than she had before.

As Wendy seemed to be taking more strange pauses, Fringe's eyes narrowed as he really started to take in the officer's demeanor. Something was off about her, she seemed completely normal at the start, but he could tell something was changing. Her face looked flushed, her lips parted as she took constant, quiet sighs. But more than anything were her eyes, which were now beginning to droop, and which the Lizard now noticed were constantly flickering over himself.

And as Wendy's eyes continued to glaze, the Reptile's eyes widened, and his green lips curled back over his muzzle in a deviant smile. The drug he was smuggling was very new, not well known outside of very select circles, and it had a very specific intended effect. Namely, it was designed to arouse human women, cloud their thoughts, make them uncontrollably horny, and most importantly drive them wild with lust for Beast cock! From what he'd heard, it'd been created from super concentrating Beastmens' natural hormone-laden musk. "Phere-moan," that was the name the eggheads had come up with as a little joke.

Fringe was starting to think that the drug was having an effect on this officer. The way her speech was slowing, and her expression made it clear how much she was focusing on him as male, as a Beast. Well, this wasn't how he expected this little traffic stop to play out, but now it was definitely something he was going to take the fullest advantage of.

"Officer, are you feeling well? You seem a bit... distracted." Fringe's tone changed subtly, his smile less anxious and more daring, his eyes focusing a little harder on the young Deputy.

"Oh, that's... I'm sorry, l-let me just... just run this and I think I'll send you off with a warning." The Lizard's comment made the officer realize just how much she'd been wavering, extremely embarrassing for an officer in the midst of an incident!

Wendy didn't know what was happening, but now it was clear something was wrong with her, she was quickly losing all power to focus. The girl now felt the best thing to do was just give him his warning and send him off so she could gather her wits. But now Fringe could sense her weakness, he knew she was trying to get rid of him, meaning now he was the one holding power here!

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to think I got off too easily, after all I was breaking the law." The Reptile's voice was growing lower, too friendly to the point that it was now sounding threatening. "Would you feel better if I... stepped out of my car? You know, so you don't have to worry about me driving off."

"N-No! That's alr..." But before Wendy could keep the driver in check, the car door was open and forcing her to step back, and then the Lizard was stepping out, right in front of the little female. That proved to be a far more dangerous position than Wendy could've ever anticipated.

Now that the Reptile was completely out of the vehicle, Wendy found her lips nearly quivering as she got a full look at the Beast before her. He was long, not lanky but sinewy, nothing but wiry muscle, and stood more than a full head above the petite Deputy. The blue lights from her squad car glinted off his shimmering scales, turning him from a brilliant emerald to an almost otherworldly deep turquoise in the night air.

Everything about him was so much more... savage than she ever paid attention to. His fingers looked twice as long as her own, tapering perfectly down into the most deadly-looking claws she could imagine. A thick, powerful-looking tail coiled slowly, menacingly at the back of his heels. An almost-feather like crest of scaled frills ran from his head to the back of his neck, rather like a shimmering mohawk. And then there was his Reptilian face, that long muzzle curled in a wicked sneer, baring countless rows of tiny, razor sharp teeth. To drive home every last point of his inhumanity were his eyes, narrow, piercing slits set on such bright yellow irises that stood out brighter than her own car's high beams in the dark.

Wendy was almost trembling just in his mere presence, and she couldn't understand why. She'd dealt with plenty of Beastmen before, so why did she feel so... besieged right now? She felt powerless, like she was prey and at the absolute mercy of the monster standing before her. The worst part was she quickly realized it wasn't fear driving these feelings, in fact the last thing she wanted to do was escape. No, she wasn't powerless because she was afraid, she was powerless because she wanted to be powerless in the clutches of this sinister Serpent!

"Officer, it almost looks as if you're in distress..." Fringe's voice was coming out icy cool now, chilling the female Deputy's to the bone in the most incredible way.

Wendy's head was spinning faster and faster, everything in her mind gone except the sight of the looming Beastman that was inching closer and closer to her person. Any other time she would've pulled her taser, retaken control of the situation that was no so obviously spiraling out of hand. But the poor officer was so off kilter she couldn't dare to resist. Her body was boiling over, and only now did she realize what it was she was caught in the grip of; lust!

The terrifying Lizard smirked one final, cocky grin before he reached his clawed hand out and took a firm hold of the Deputy's wrist. That grin only grew longer and more vicious as he saw heard the weak, lifeless whimper escape her throat, signaling the last shred of resistance leaving her body. She was his.

"We'd better get off the road, wouldn't want to impede traffic now, would we?" Fringe now spoke with a slight but clearly mocking tone.

Deputy Wendy couldn't do anything but whimper meekly as the frightening Beast dragged her off the pavement towards her own squad car, the blue lights still blazing bright. Fringe guided her around until her back was resting against her car door, his claw pinning her arm up beside her head as he pressed his lithe, smooth body against her tinier figure, crushing her helplessly into the vehicle. She could feel his other hand trailing down her body, lifting under her thigh and forcing her leg to curl around his waist, felt his claws digging through her uniform to press into her plush little ass.

Wendy's eyes were shimmering in confusion, fear, and a desperate desire. The imposing Reptile put his long muzzle right in front of her face, gazing down with those big, horrible yellow eyes. His tongue slipped out from between the little razor teeth, unbelievably long, thin, flicking around as though it had a mind of its' own.

The young female Deputy was completely weak, unable to do anything but passively accept as the Beastman finally pressed his long, cold lips into hers. Wendy mewled softly as that serpent-like tongue slipped effortlessly into her mouth, wrapping around hers, nearly tying her tongue in knot as she was forced into this terrible kiss.

Fringe's chest rumbled in satisfying victory as he frenched the weak but sexy little officer he'd managed to capture. His lips curled in a defiant sneer as he pulled them back, wrenching his tongue from the girl's mouth like a length of fishing line and pulling out a gasping groan from his soon-to-be mate. The female looked so very ready for him, he almost couldn't believe how well this drug was working; this stuff was gonna make his gang a fortune!

"Sorry Ma'am, but for your own safety I think it'd be appropriate if I made a citizen's arrest." Fringe teased even further as his claws danced up her backside, sending sparks along the base of her spine until suddenly the came back up, with her own squad car keys draped between the long nails.

"Th-that's theft y-you know..." Wendy's voice came out quivering, the fear of what she knew was about to happen being smothered by the burning arousal the Lizard's kiss had stoked in her.

"Maybe, but I think there's a few things you'll want to leave out of this report." Fringe's reply came chillingly calm as he moved to unlock the car door behind his mark.

The vicious Reptile released the Deputy's wrist only to snare her around her narrow back, pulling her even harder into his rigid embrace. Wendy just sighed in breathless anticipation as the Creature hugged her tight, letting her know just how pointless it was to try and escape. She felt him spin her body as though in a waltz, but this was just so Fringe could open the police car door. The next thing she knew the Beast she'd failed to cite was dragging her onto his lap as he sat behind the wheel, closing the door and sealing the vulnerable young woman in with her predatory lover.