by Prax Venter
Mark blinked back to a more actively conscious state and realized that the entity known as the Dreamcatcher now secreted a milder form of Eternal Echo from her vagina. The only way he knew it was a lower dose was the fact that he could resist its effects with concentration.
A sharp moan pulled Mark’s gaze to Princess Verrelle as she lifted her lips from Amina’s glowing purple slit with a hanging rope of drool connecting them. The short bot squatting on Abby’s perfect face nearby undulated her peach hips, quivering with hot, forbidden joy while Sasha scrunched her eyes in an attempt to resist Jezebel’s savage mauling.
The cool atmosphere of the throne room was now saturated with hot, erotic, slurping bliss, and to Mark’s blind eye it was as if Salivis were a blue sun. Combined with the professional cock sucking inflicted on his shift and the Awysai hallucinogenic deepthroating his brain, Mark’s Lover Class ability to feel others shot well past system-intended thresholds.
A glowing black beast galloped toward him with fangs of circuit boards and eyes of electric arcs that fried the air as they snapped in swirling bolts-
He blinked the troubling vision away, pressing his nose deep as he lazily munched Ki’s engorged clitoris. Yet, the terrible pleasure continued to squeeze his small pocket of existence, causing his mind to bulge out into the wider existence above and beyond.
Maybe it was Salivis’ growing influence protecting him, or maybe he was distributing some of his processing burden to his bonded Enthralled, but he didn’t immediately lose his mind.
“Wait,” he said out loud into Queen Thomellia’s new pussy lips.
Within the madness above and beyond, dew droplets lay distributed among spiderweb filaments throughout the infinite noise layered around his consciousness- as would stops on a subway. All hearts were bound to his heart in one way or another at the speed of light.
Ki started moaning as she buried her nose so deep into his balls that she was practically sniffing his asshole. Her aggressive gulping pulled Mark fully back into the moment and found that was currently channeling a new type of ability through the tip of his tongue. Blue arcs of electricity zapped her clit as he lazily lapped. Had he unlocked some new skill?
A savage grin spread his lips as he bent his will on giving Ki her just reward. Instead of pushing everything out, Mark used his newfound digital wisdom to directly tap into the ecstasy pouring from anyone in the room, including the Goddess of Oral Sex herself.
Like a madman, Mark attacked the queen of Thomellia’s exposed flesh with both a super-charged heal and his new magic tongue power, reaching deep to caress her subdermal nerves directly. The unimaginable stimulation inflicted on the dangerous creature below him locked her up as he lapped at her sopping wet hole for several agonizing heartbeats before her muzzle snapped open. And Ki Thomellia howled.
Despite his dick muffling her throat, this forced climax from Ki’s newly minted sex organ caused that orgasmic howl to echo for hundreds of miles. Even though she was not his Enthralled, the high-level link he was mentally hacking caused her explosive bliss to burst back up the chain into his oversensitive antennae, and the feedback loop caused Mark to spurt all over the Queen’s sleek-furred face. She blindly lapped at the air trying to catch some of his seed as they both reached powerful, soul-crushing orgasms.
Just before catching his breath, Mark dove back in, panting into her sloppy wet mess of a pussy which caused the fierce monster-woman below him to growl with pleasure before gently slurping in his restiffening cock from below.
Sasha popped soon after, proving her prediction of Jezebel’s victory. The sex-saturated air built as round-twos and round-threes pulsed out a cascade of moans ending with Salivis herself exploding. A blue light flashed from her body and there was no missing the surge of fresh power Mark felt pouring into him from his most attenuated patron deity.
Wonder regarding new magic bullshit he could do with his throbbing mind dimmed out along with everything else as he let his full weight rest on Queen Ki’s dense body.
She was so warm and impossibly smooth…
Had he slept once in the last ten thousand years?
That question too got lost in the content stillness quietly soothing his mind.
The two drowsily kissed and suckled each other’s raw genitals a good while longer before the group orgy had officially run its course. Salivis was not visibly present, but everyone knew she was still very much there.
Ki licked every drop of Mark’s cum off her sleek fur before she sashayed up to her throne while those that wore clothes languidly dressed themselves. It was the first time he got a good look at her thick whiplike tail. He also noticed that the two unknown Vulpath now knelt to either side of the Goddess Anchor.
Abby hugged Angel close as Sasha walked over to Mark wearing only a playful pout. He got lost in her liquid blue eyes as he tasted his doe-legged satyr on her lips and shuddered into her soft fleshy curves.
“You’re driving me crazy,” he panted in her ear. His balls were spent, yet his pressing Lover’s essence needed to get into his AI assistant immediately.
“She won the contest, but I’m getting that dick first.”
“Welcome to Castle Thomellia,” Ki said, and everyone turned to face her. “I apologize for the state of disrepair, but from this rubble I will retake my rightful place as ruler and protector of my people. So, it appears we all have much in common, much to discuss, and much to discover.”
- 6 -
“I’ve changed my mind,” Sasha said. “I’m getting that dick first.”
Mark looked past his fluffy golden chest down to see that most of said dick had pulled inside him through a new furry tube.
“And this is why we need to methodically test each ability we acquire,” Jezebel said through a caramel-colored Vulpath muzzle. To him, her sharp emerald eyes were still undeniably hers. “My Doppelganger skill attains more options later into the tree, but at level one, it appears to just allow me the flexibility of any race or form. This will still be extremely useful.”
“Damn,” growled the gruff wolfman Mark had tried to impersonate with the Druid’s Mirrored spell. “I was hoping to arm wrestle myself but it’s probably for the best. I’m a wanted criminal on all three levels of Thomellia.”
“I’m super glad they don’t look identical!” Sasha said then shrugged at the shaggy devoted follower. “No offense.”
The black-furred Vulpath named Bargoth let out an amused snort.
“I’m glad too,” said the softer cream-colored Vulpath named Kylah. “I only want the world to have one copy of me- thank you and good tidings.”
His Enthralled all subconsciously turned to watch how he handled what she’d just said, but Mark easily brushed it off. He’d come around to viewing his surfacing memories as tools to use instead of obstacles to avoid.
“Either way, this is fucking weird,” Mark said, rubbing his hands over his silky fur then along his protruding muzzle. His hairy finger rasped his whiskers the wrong way and it was like being stabbed in the face with a needle. He snarled at himself before spinning to see what was trying to tickle his ass- which was his own tail. “Really fucking weird,” he repeated.
Mark’s shapeshifted ears swiveled to pick up changes in heartbeats and his still-blind magic eye told him Bargoth was braying with laughter inside. Here was a squealing pink human trying to deal with being a mighty Vulpath- yet he understood that outright mocking or insulting the cock-sucking Queen’s guests was unthinkable. The younger wolf-girl next to him exuded anxiety over a powerful outsider criticizing her body and her race.
“No offence,” Mark repeated before flashing his fangs in an attempted smile.
After the orgy ritual, the participants settled in for a long retelling of each other’s pasts and current events to get everyone onto the same page. Queen Ki treated Verrelle and Amina as equals, Mark and his team as honored guests, and her two early devotees as personal attendants- one of whom was gifted at manipulating fire and ignited the stack of woo
den debris piled into a nearby hearth.
The two Vulpath worshippers of Queen Ki had their lives changed by a single nightly visit and had independently both found ways to locate the one who had made them feel lust and release like no mortal could. The cream-colored female was a few years over mating age and a naturally adept Earth mage while the shaggy rugged male was the one strong with flame.
Once everyone was acquainted, but before planning their next move, it was time to get a grasp on all changes they felt during the universe-melding ritual.
Ki Thomellia appeared more viscerally alive than ever, and she was ready to actively join the fight against Maliah. She shared that their goddess, in her generous reciprocation, nullified any curses. No longer was she tied to this mountain and no undead or psychic hunger gnawed her mind. Now, the ancient queen quite sharply craved the juice of meat once again. She was also blessed with a beauty and sexual prowess further enhanced by irresistible pheromones. And when it came to practical combat, she could coat her oversized claws with blue Salivis energy at will.
The Blazar Princess experimented with her own altered allotment of energy and found that she could bend and flex the shapes she created as if they were rubber. She needed practice, but it was clear that her lower-half constructs now had ample range of motion. After some trial and error, she found she had enough energy for a single long ribbon that waved against the ground more like a serpent, and she decided that the one coiling tube fit her better than trying to shape a multitude of legs right now.
Both Mark and Amina flared up their solid energy armaments and discovered gushing torrents in lieu of flexibility. His Salivis energy had also become a vibrant royal purple, shifting away from the short-lived lustful red.
The pair moved out into the blizzard to fully field-test their augmented energy and summoned full suits of thick, adaptable armor along with plenty left over for their chosen weapon. They also discovered that the thick Awysai warrior was no longer able to dominate the fight- although they both wanted to stop after only a few exchanges. The frigid winds and biting cold of the midnight mountaintop could only be held back by adrenaline for so long. And Amina was biologically incapable of dealing with such low temperatures.
Additionally, Mark noticed his new purple energy now forcefully leapt from his body- even jerking his hand upward with his first attempt. His mind jumped from one possible use to another.
When they came back in out of the cold, he discovered that Salivis had come to Jezebel, lapped her slit through her armor a few times, and left her with an augmented Vine ability. His Druid Enthralled received her reward for making Sasha cum first and could now choose to summon a Honeysuckle Vine instead that would still restrict her target, but also distract them from speaking or perceiving anything around but intense pleasure for its duration.
Going to Lagos was the ultimate next step in the plan. There they would check in on Learis, the rabbit with massive soft mammaries, then take a peek at what the apocalyptically powerful Jar of Stars was up to, and finally find a good place to align the third remaining Goddess Anchor.
Before any of that, they needed to wait at least 12 more hours for Mark’s “one-dimensional” doorway ability to recharge before they could instantly pop to the abandoned farm where they met their first wild Lagomorphs.
Getting information was still the next move and sending down the two Vulpath worshipers to get it was an option, but ultimately, they decided to stick with the plan of Mark and Jezebel using her ability to shapeshift and go themselves. Finding Audra, the painter, and checking in on the Skeema twig street dancer turned sex-drug distributor, Loa, was only something Mark could do swiftly- and only have a meaningful discourse if they did. They needed to warn their friends, and the advice to ‘come hide in other dimensions’ wouldn’t be taken to heart if it came from some stranger.
“Mark!” Sasha called out as she slapped her smooth, metallic thigh. “Come boy! We’re going to go play bury the bone!”
Mark rolled his eyes as he gingerly padded after the blond bombshell of a sex demon. Going from flat-footed human joints to more like tip-toeing digitigrade legs was something he thought would be harder to deal with, but if he didn’t think about it, he was much more confident.
“Who’s a good boy?” the succubus said over her shoulder with a genuine but playful smile.
“While those two play,” he heard Abby say behind him. “Let us fully test your new honeysuckle pleasure vines on Angel and me. We may need several trials.”
Mark heard the soft electronic hum of the bot’s brain rise in oscillation before he rounded a corner and saw Sasha’s sashaying ass walking down the stone and wood hallway. Her teal-blonde, sugary, vanilla pussy squished between her fleshy thighs and a scent that screamed “Sasha!!” stabbed his brain through his upgraded snout.
The succubus ahead of him felt his thoughts and arousal loud and clear.
“Bad dog,” she said with a fake pout. “Now I’ll have to rub your nose in it.”
“Alright,” Mark growled playfully through an alien mouth. “Any more mutt puns and I swear I’ll go fuck furry Jezebel, Abby, and Angel before I let you have one drop of essence.”
Sasha stopped, her arms crossed under her ponderous tits and her tail snapped twice.
“Who do you think holds the leash in this re- Gah!”
Before she could finish, Mark launched himself forward and knocked Sasha to the rubble-strewn stone floor. The surprisingly surprise attack triggered her metal armor to deploy and it probably saved her from snapping her wing bones. Mark’s jaws squeezed around her soft fleshy throat in a stabbing vice as he reached down to pull aside the strip of cloth covering her crotch.
The succubus squirming below him flipped from pissed to putty as he forced his strange new cock deep between the walls of her impossibly soft pussy.
“Ohh… Oh, ho-ho. Gnahh…” she laughed and groaned as he took what was his.
Mark’s golden-furred form hulked over the half-metal beauty as he attacked her slit with his oversized, swollen monster-cock. She quivered with ecstasy as Mark gave into a primal side himself that he didn’t realize was there. He drew blood from her neck as he pounded her, but he knew what he was doing- down to Sasha’s every virtual cell. He would take her right to the edge of her blissful limit.
Sasha, the quick-popping Succubus, came several times before Mark aggressively flipped her over to and began pounding her round fleshy ass from behind. The half-conscious succubus began giggling deliriously into the dirt on the floor as bits of ancient rock clung in her hair. Mark leaned past her wings and continued to bang her from behind as he licked her soft, delicious lips with his long tongue. She tasted of ancient dust and savory vanilla sex.
Her hot sloppy pussy gripped him as he drove himself deep inside his best friend and tightly bonded love and Mark could not stop his tail from wagging with every thrust.
Then, a pressure to either side of his shaft pulled his eyes down in time to see two red growths like another pair of balls trying to stuff themselves past her gripping entrance. He’d heard of this part of a dog’s anatomy before but owning a ‘knot’ that functioned to lock his cock when mating was a lot different than knowing about them.
Sasha was instantly bug-eyed awake and dragging out a ragged inhalation until his inflated shaft slipped fully inside her hot body.
He was close to the edge already, but now Sasha’s searing lust echoed back from the red-hot mass stretching her out. With a strong heal and a fanged grin, Mark forced the new bulge at the bottom of his shaft into and out of her clenching pink vagina.
The succubus sprawled before him began squeezing hunks of rubble in her fists as he stuffed her over and over- but by this point Mark could only last a few more thrusts before finally pumping his Enthralled with more of his seed and a mountain’s worth of Lover’s essence.
Sasha’s eyes went white as electricity began arcing out of her fingers and hair and rippling faster and faster as if she were about to explode. M
ark had a moment to worry that he’d finally snapped her mind, but the Techno Succubus came down and passed out almost immediately.
Abby and Angel double teamed him next and the talented droid focused her hot lips on either Mark’s head or her mistress’s white clit while it was otherwise occupied. At the end, the abyssal boss monster declared that she would always prefer a smooth fleshy Mark over this ubiquitous expanse of fur. The pair moved off to go join the snoozing succubus in one of the broken rooms of the castle leaving one more Enthralled to satisfy before he too could curl up in that slumbering pile of tits and ass.
Mark followed her pink cutout shape and found Jezebel out in the snow-laden courtyard under the swift black clouds. He padded softly in the fluffy snow behind her, and her new ears both turned back to track his muffled paws.
With a thick Vulpath coat covering every inch, neither felt the cold at all. In fact, Mark felt rejuvenated by the fresh clean air rushing into his snout and through his fur.
Jezebel’s caramel-and-cream tail began to sway as he nuzzled his snout under her wild hair and wrapped his arms around her firm stomach. With his eyes closed to the wind, Mark’s new sensitive nose tingled with her strawberry breath, the ice-laden air, and the utterly unmistakable tang of Jezebel’s vaginal secretions.
He sighed against her soft backside- their fur pressing between them muting her normally well-defined curves.
“I thought you said we wouldn’t get any new abilities in these forms,” he whispered with a long mouth that was feeling less insane the more he used it.
She turned to face him, and he saw total fulfillment in her emerald eyes. Where Mark’s borrowed body was all glossy golden waves, the shapeshifting Druid was covered with a thick coat of mocha that smoothed back away from her face. Creamy patterns danced around her bare furry breasts but the oversized brown saucers that made up her nipple flesh looked identical in every form she took.