Crossdresser Breeding Novels & Stories

It was warm and thick, making her skin crawl. “No.” “Check her for the item.” Hands began to pat down her sides, roughly grabbing and pulling her limbs aside before fumbling beneath her torn cloak, then shirt. They groped her non-sexually for no one desired an Omega and they were perhaps the least sexually assaulted species in the wolf kingdom. Who would want to breed a population loathed by many, if not all? “Nothing,” muttered one of them and their hands left her briskly.

, Matteo satisfyingly said while looking at the dead Lighten. “No, there’s still another one. Esca, capture him.” Conri ordered. “He is entering the borders on your right. Kill him.” Esca molds an ice archer and deliver the bow to the remaining Lighten running from the reaper of death. “Amazing! Your smell is really amazing, Con!” “Well, he is just the son of the strongest werewolf. And, his mother is a crossbreed.” Risse exclaims with pride. “Even if he’s a half-crossbreed, his ability is still above us. Ugh! I can’t stop from admiring you, King!” Esca jumps to Conri’s arms and hugs him.

Emboldened I reached round and undid her bra, pulling the cups down to reveal her young tits. And what wonderful tits they were; soft, smooth and pert as they stood there without the support of the bra. Eagerly I returned to my sucking and licking and she moaned louder at the touch of my mouth and tongue on her bare young tits. Still touching and kissing her tits, I eased myself down so I was kneeling, and carefully moved between her legs, gently forcing her legs apart as I moved closer so she didn't notice in her excitement.

I finally managed to ask. "I have been searching for a breeder for a long time, someone who can provide me with the perfect offspring. When I saw you at the auction, I knew that you were the perfect match for me." I scoffed softly, feeling a mix of anger and fear. "Use me as a breeder, and then what? What happens when you finally have no use for me anymore? Will you just kill me? It's better if you just kill me now than force me into doing something I don't want to do."

"I had the best craftsmen in the territory work on the furniture." "It’s... it’s a lot," I managed to say. My throat felt like it was closing up. I walked over to the wardrobe and pulled it open. Inside were rows and rows of tiny clothes. Some were soft pink dresses with lace trim; others were tiny blue overalls and little button-down shirts. He didn't care if it was a boy or a girl. He just wanted a healthy wolf. And somehow that's a relief. Most breeders end up dead if the child isn't a male.

Not when freedom was so close, yet still so faraway. Gerard's hand rested on my shoulder, a gesture that held me to the moment. "It is a huge honor, Miss Freya," he said, his voice imbued with a warmth that filled the chilly room. "Many young ladies would leap at such an opportunity, the greatest Luna’s are picked as the breeders." His eyes held mine. "You could find your place among the elite at the king's side." I nodded.

“Elves have reported sightings of rogues traveling in large groups. They’re turning humans into Newbreeders.” Her words stunned us all. I hadn’t heard that term since I was first introduced to this world. After finding out who I was made it better, but I’ve never met a true newbreeder. I have learned that it was a loophole for shifters to make new members and grow in numbers. “If Victor is making Newbreeders and has control of rogues, what does he want to do with them?” I asked “Nothing good,” Erica said, taking a deep breath and looking at the map.

he points to the shelf to his right, I nod my head and quickly get to work. Soon I find the book with a thick leather cover titled 'Supernatural Breeds'. "Got it" I say scanning through the pages, Theo joins my side, we search for a while until we find what I was searching for. 'WIRCHIF CHILD' ~ This breed of child is produced by the mating of a male werewolf and a female black witch, it is very rare for a werewolf to be mated to a black witch as they both are enemies by nature.

It finally dawned on me why I was chosen to be the breeder for the Alpha. As a rare hybrid, born to a witch mother and a werewolf father, I possessed untapped powers. My unique heritage made me an attractive choice for the Alpha's breeder, as my child would inherit extraordinary abilities. By producing an heir, I would ensure the Alpha's legacy surpassed his own strength, creating a potentially unstoppable successor. The Alpha sought me for my hybrid bloodline, hoping to create an heir with unmatched powers. My witch and werewolf heritage guaranteed exceptional abilities, making my child a valuable asset to solidify his pack's dominance.

I asked, as I looked around at the cribs. “They’re part of our breeding program. We have some clients who have preferences. They prefer certain genes and pay top dollar for that. I never knew that was a lucrative business until I met with the Alpha of the Blue Crest pack less than two years ago. He was hoping that I would be able to find a way to effectively breed one of his females with his own genes without him sleeping with her,” he said. My heart clenched because that had been Elle’s pack. Was it Elle that he wanted to breed?