The Captured Beastwoman

Xiang Zhen was born into a distinguished family. He learned literature and martial arts from a young age, and was handsome and refined, though rather shy and never much of a talker.

He had planned to travel with his father and brothers once he came of age, gain experience, and build a promising future.

But on the very day he came of age, disaster struck. When he awoke, he was in a completely unfamiliar world.

The people here all had obvious animal traits. They were crude and savage, ruled by the survival of the fittest, with no regard for etiquette.

And he had arrived without a stitch of clothing, becoming a purebred female beastfolk coveted by all the male beastfolk.

Xiang Zhen was overcome with despair. He fought back desperately several times, only managing to win himself a brief chance to catch his breath.

*

One day, Xiang Zhen awoke to a tattered animal-hide tent. Unpleasant smells wafted in from every direction outside.

The stench of urine, sweat, blood, and some indescribable odor...

These savage, vulgar male beasts were trying to mark him in the most primitive, disgusting way, leaving their scent all over the place where he lived.

Xiang Zhen closed his eyes, suppressed his disgust and humiliation, then rose and walked outside.

He found the leader of the tribe, a powerful, muscular male beastman with antlers.

"I'll bond with you and be your female. As long as you protect me, I'll do whatever you say."

The male beast looked at him. "Anything?"

Xiang Zhen nodded.

The male beast slapped his thigh. "Come here."

*

Xiang Zhen thought bonding with the leader of the Chi Tribe would protect him. So even though he hated it, he forced himself to adapt to life in the Chi Tribe.

But an unexpected beast tide brought it all to an end, including his life.

Everyone in the Chi Tribe believed the leader's mate was dead.

Only Xiang Zhen knew he was still alive.

At that moment, he looked up at the stone house ceiling and helplessly closed his eyes again.

The beast tide hadn't taken his life, but it had carried him from one fiery pit into an even more dangerous cage.

Bonus scene.

One night, two thick arms wrapped around his chest, and the male beast's scent engulfed him.

Xiang Zhen struggled on instinct and slapped him without looking back.

The male beast's head jerked to the side. His gray-white pupils narrowed into slits, and instead of getting angry, he grinned through clenched teeth.

"Good hit. A few slaps means a few days next time. Maybe you'll forget that other guy sooner and get pregnant with my beast cubs already."

Xiang Zhen glared coldly and kept slapping.

One slap.

Two slaps.

Three slaps...

The smacks echoed through the stone house.

The beastfolk of this world were all crazy, shameless perverts!

Whatever happened next, first he'd slap this shameless male beast until his face was ruined!

Gentle, reserved bottom who turns coldly beautiful and unhinged vs.

Cold, obsessive top (← the crematorium arc) and sinister, ruffian brute top (← takes over)

P.S. It's another old-school beastworld story. I wanted to write something a little different. Forgive me for writing several books and still not getting tired of it, even if the material is old hat.

This story contains mild coercion, a groveling arc that doesn't quite deliver, a change of love interest, mpreg, and a "darkening" bottom (from polite and shy to coldly beautiful and unhinged). It's pretty melodramatic, but overall keeps the beastworld setting. Please give it a try only if you're okay with that!

Blurb saved on 2026-08-20

Theme: Survival of the fittest