In a world where interracial sex is illegal, Alex is very much a outlaw.

In the back alleys of Unchantis, where he was extremely intoxicated and horned up from a handsome, lean human man hitting on him outside of the tavern, Alex let himself slip.
When the man shyly whispered:
"I want to be bred against the wall by your daddy beast dick, then take all your piss to the face," Alex thought that, at last, he had found someone who speaks on his level. A human who does not stray from his feelings of sexy beastmen.

At first, all was fine. Alex had bottomed out his dick inside that tight human hole, feeling the man's furless body for the first time.
"He's so different from one of us..." the wolf remarked, getting off on the sheer taboo of fucking a needy mercenary.
But luck was not on his side. As Alex was pumping the adventurer with spunk, he was caught by the city guards, who tried all in their power to separate the sex from happening. But it was too late: Alex had already seeded the boy, and now he's moaning and groaning for more wolf cum as Alex gets cuffed and dragged off to the city jail.

Any kind of relationship between beastman and human is strictly outlawed in the Kingdom of Unchantis. For what reason these draconian measures are in place, none can say, but one thing is certain: sex cases are on the rise, and they are often initiated by humans, not beastmen.

When he was first hauled off to jail, Alex didn't know what to expect. Would he be punished? Whipped? Trailed for death?
None of his expectations met the reality of being used as a milking machine for the knights.
The knights of Unchantis, the lowly, hypocritical humans that they are, infuse their potions with beastman cum to reinforce the protein and nutrients in their natural bodies, allowing them to grow muscles faster, hair on their bodies growing like forests. Useful for wars, one would suppose, would that Unchantis even rage one in the first place. Nay, what Alex hears at the top of his cell, presumably the knights' bunkers, is the sound of passionate, manly sex, each man marvelling at how big his dick has grown today, all thanks to the service of one captured wolf.

At least Alex knows where the 'masculinity drink', advertised in the markets, comes from now.
At first, Alex was unhappy to be delegated to such a position, a knock on his pride as a beastman as it is. However, as time went on, and the nights of milking continued, he came to enjoy it. Take pride in it even, as the men loved it just as much as he did.

Imagine it: these self-confessed 'upholders of the law' milking the fuck out of some wolf dick, just to guzzle down all the cum down their throat in the hopes of getting more hair on their chest. Often, Alex would receive visitors from new recruits of the squadron, who would ask:
"Do I look manly enough yet?"
"My body hair wouldn't really compare to yours... But can you hold off for a few days?"

And he would accept each and every enquiry, in the hopes of reducing his sentence. Because, as soon as he is released, Alex will decide to keep his profession of "milking machine".
After all, such an occupation is well paid if its in service to the kingdom.