FSE

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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Champion was rudely awoken from his peaceful slumber by a series of loud thumps and crashes preceding a vibration which shook the entire building. Grumbling and sitting up in his bed while rubbing the sleep from his eyes, the old Alaskan malamute swung his feet over the side and stepped into his combat boots. Still dressed in his black suit with gold trip after running patrols and training all the previous day; he sorely needed his sleep, but someone seemed intent on disrupting that. Or rather a certain someone's and he was pretty sure whom they were. Despite having served in both World Wars, Champion didn't look a day over thirty. He was one of the first Supes, some would go so far as to call him the archetype for them. Though the large canine did not have the more exotic powers of flight or lasers shooting from his eyes, he was gifted with an unnaturally long lifespan, strength, agility and endurance far beyond what was normal.

He was a soldier through and through, the job always came first. Along with his code of honor, he was one of the few truly good Supes around; his team affectionately referring to him as Mother Teresa sometimes. Picking up his red, white and blue Targe shield, he felt the familiar tingle almost like a low current surging through him. He'd found the unique item in a bunker during the First World War and as soon as he touched it, he knew there was something special about it. Moments later when he managed to deflect a direct shot from an enemy tank, his suspicions were confirmed. A bit of research revealed that this was a little side project of Hephaestus, an actual Greek god. The legend said the shield was meant to be a gift to Ares, the god of war, but through a strange turn of events it fell into mortal hands and had been lost through the ages.

With bloodshot eyes and fighting back a yawn, Champion stomped through the halls to the training room, intent on giving the rooms occupants a piece of his mind. The heavy mechanical door slid open with a faint hiss, revealing a nude Apex hovering a few feet off the ground with a rather eager looking WarTauren hanging from his ankle and steadily climbing her way up towards his exposed crotch.

"Bring that big beautiful meat stick down here, pony!" the large nude cow hollered, her heavy armor scattered about the room along with her massive war axe laying atop a crumpled training droid which was trying to crawl out from under it unsuccessfully. WarTauren was a massive muscled creature, even larger than Apex whom already stood at seven foot nine inches. While she was just as strong, if not stronger than him, she couldn't fly like the Belgian Draft could. But she could leap astonishing distances if she wanted to, seeing as they were in the training room however, Apex couldn't fly up and out of her reach. Though with how easily he let the large ebony bovine with the white skull pattern over her face climb up and mount him, Champion doubted he was even trying very hard to escape.

"I'm too old for this shit..." Champion sighed, thinking better of getting in between the two large and super strong lovers. If past events were anything to go by, the building would be shaking for quite a while so sleep would not be found here. Turning on his heel and heading towards the exit of the building, the canine thought to stop in and see if another of his teammates was up to heading out on patrol with him.

Passing by the various living quarters for members, he saw JustiKat and Nova were already out on a mission. Beside Nova's room was Clover, one of the newest members of the team and someone that could probably benefit the most from his years of experience. Champion stood before the door and pressed the buzzer, waiting a moment before pressing it again when there was no answer.

After the third ring the door opened to a rather twitchy and sweaty looking female border collie dressed in a loose fitting emerald green nightie. "Y...yes?" She asked with a soft pant, almost squirming on the spot as she stared impatiently at a confused looking Champion.

"Are you alright, Clover? You seem out of sorts..." he asked with some concern.

"I'm...aah...I'm fine!" She replied with forced enthusiasm, her smile faltering as she shuddered and huffed.

"I was going to ask if you'd like to join me on patrol, but it looks like you're not up to the task. Best get some rest, I'll go see if Shrink is available," Champion said softly, still frowning at Clover's odd almost embarrassed behavior.

"He's uh...out...and in...and out...I mean," She yelped and quickly stepped back to let her door close on the confused Champion. Turning her back to the door and leaning against it, she gripped the hem of her nightie and lifted it just as her hips began to buck and tremble through an intense climax. A small form being ejected from her with the force of her climax, rapidly growing into a grinning silver furred ferret.

"Found your G-spot!" Shrink grinned and made a show of licking his fingers at her.

"Go find it again!" The collie grinned and leaned in to wrap her arms about him, kissing him deeply.

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"Must be something in the air," Champion thought to himself as he sat behind the wheel of his Dodge Charger. He was a fan of classic American muscle cars, the purr of the engine the only thing keeping him company tonight it seemed. Even the streets seemed rather empty, barely a soul was out at this late hour.

With almost wistful soft sigh he turned to head down towards the peers, if there was any trouble to be found at this hour, he was sure it would be there. Almost an hour of circling through the usual streets and alleys left Champion with no more luck than before. He supposed he should be thankful that no one needed his help tonight, it was a very rare occurrence these days.

Sitting with his engine idling, the thought of heading back to headquarters and seeing if Apex and WarTauren had finished their "training", perhaps he could get some sleep after all. As he pulled off and started driving down the dark street, Champion caught sight of a lone female feline. An attractive one at that, but that was not what caught his attention. Not too far behind her were to large men in masks, they were starting to close the gap with the unsuspecting feline and their intentions for her were obvious.

Champion pulled over to the side and parked his car, grabbing his shield and heading down the alleyway he'd seen the two thugs enter. Sure enough he found them, the two large men cornering the smaller feline in the dead end. He couldn't quite make out what they were saying to her however; stepping further into the alley he gripped the strap of his shield tightly as he prepared for a fight. "Is everything okay, miss? Do you need some help?" the fluffy mutt asked in a stern but reassuring voice.

"Why, I thought you'd never ask! Hear that Pudin', mister big handsome mutt does want to help!" the feline called out to someone behind him. The last thing Champion remembered was a maniacal laughter sounding right beside his ear as something jammed into the small of his back and an intense pain shot through him, seeing the felines mismatched red and blue eyes staring down at him before he slipped into unconsciousness.

"Load him up, boys!" The large bare chested hyena with the white face paint and smeared red lipstick called out to the two masked brutes. The feline leaning against his side, idly toying with one of the green suspenders holding his baggy purple trousers up.

"Sure wish it was you that was gonna knock me up, but at least he's cute!" the calico feline purred, reaching up to run her fingers through Trickster's green spiky hair. "Our kids would've looked so cute with your green hair though," she said with a note of regret.

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Champion groaned softly, his mind confused and unable to make sense of what was going on. He was just on patrol, wasn't he? Something about an attractive feline, then pain...but now all he felt was pleasure. Intense pleasure in fact, he was laying back while his high school sweetheart Jessy was riding him. He could feel the tight heat of her gripping down around his eager throbbing cock, he could see her slender white form with heaving breasts as she bounced in his lap. Wait, Jessy was a Doberman and had black fur...Champion groaned and squinted up at the smiling feline face above him. His eyes opening wide in surprise as he saw the same feline from the alleyway atop him.

"What the hell?" He growled and tried to push her off but found he couldn't, looking either side of him he found his wrists bound in heavy metal restraints. He tried to buck his hips to throw her off, but again he found a thick reinforced leather strap about his waist holding him in place. Without surprise he found his ankles bound as well, leaving the feline to do as she pleased with him.

Champion grit his teeth as he tried to ignore the mounting pleasure, but it had been a long time since he'd allowed himself to be with anyone. "Come on puppy, give the nice kitty her cream!" the Calico purred down to him, leaning down to force a kiss to his growling lips. Her hips bouncing up and down on his cock, she was so delightfully damned tight too and she knew how to grind and gyrate herself down onto him just right. Under different circumstances he might've counted himself lucky to bed a skilled beauty like her, but not like this. Bound as he was, Champion just felt like a toy for her pleasure and she was not ashamed to make full use of him.

It was all too much; try as he might, he could not ignore the pleasure of being inside her. Closing his eyes and growling low as nature took over, his soft furred orbs tucking up against his body as his cock swelled a little more before beginning to pulse hard with shot after shot of his seed deep inside her.

The beautiful feline with mesmerizing heterochromia blue and red colored eyes sat upright atop him, grinning down victoriously at Champion as he got his first real good look at her. She was a stunningly beautiful and mostly nude white furred feline; only wearing thigh high stockings and elbow length fingerless gloves, along with a thick black choker with pink heart shaped diamond pendant at her throat. Her natural calico patterned spots dyed various colors, the patch over her left eye dyed into a blue diamond while the tip of her long ponytail almost looked like it'd been dipped in red paint. A small red heart shape in lipstick painted on her full luscious lips, while the white expanses of her shapely hips and thighs were donned with a blue club on her left hip and a matching red spade on her right. Just above her crotch was a small red heart where her pubic fur surely would've been, her soft little pink folds stretched around the base of his still twitching and pulsing cock inside her. A pinup model hourglass figure sat astride his lap, his eyes travelling up from their join and up between her full round breasts where he saw there was another blue diamond dyed into the soft tuft of chestfur just above her cleavage.

"Ooh that looked like a big one!" the white faced hyena cheered from his seat behind her as he watched Champion's balls drain inside his kitten.

"Bigger than the last two, puppy's tank still not running dry. Wanna help me milk him, Pudin'?" the feline asked with an insane giggle.

"What the fuck are you two maniacs doing here?" Champion eventually asked, panting as he regained his senses.

"Well Doc, you see...it's like this. My kitten here really wants to be a mommy, but we didn't want boring run of the mill brats. So we figured we'd get us some grade A seed; you know, really give our little ones the best chance at life!" The hyena padded forwards to wrap his arms about the feline's waist and kiss at the side of her neck.

"Apex was kinda indisposed tonight, but then you just so happened to wander into our neighborhood. We figured, 'eh, why not the grandpappy of the supes" y'know?" She finished off for him, again starting to ride the still stiff canine cock.

Champion's heart sank as he realized he'd just cum inside the feline, from the sounds of it, that wasn't the first time tonight either. With renewed energy he fought against his restraints as he tried to break free, only earning more laughter from the insane couple.

"Easy there, Grandpa. Those restraints were designed for Apex, no way in hell you're getting out of them. You'll only hurt yourself, or give yourself a heart-attack, which is a real threat at your age. Just lay back and enjoy yourself..." Trickster winked down at him from behind Jester whom was slowly stirring and grinding herself down onto his now softening cock.

"Uh oh, someone's losing their woody!" she leered at him.

"Now that just won't do! Only the best for my kitten..." Trickster growled and began shuffling around behind her. Champion couldn't see what he was doing, but he could damned well feel it. Slick fingers were rubbing under his tail, pressing against his exposed behind before working their way inside him. The Alaskan malamute winced as his virgin rear was forced open by Tricksters thick fingers, the crazy canine rotating his wrist as he pumped his digits in and out of his captive. Champion could feel him searching for something, not entirely sure what, until he felt a jolt spark within him that brought a low growl from his lips. "Ah, there it is...found his joy buzzer!" Trickster laughed maniacally again as he began to rub and prod at the spot.

"Ooh, keep doing that, his cock is going wild!" Jester purred as she felt Champion stiffen and throb harder than ever within her.

Again he tried to ignore the humiliating pleasure these two psycho's were forcing on him, the felines hot little pussy was damning enough on its own to be sure. With his prostate being buzzed on constantly, he wouldn't last long, even with his unnatural stamina. With a loud howl he was brought to yet another climax, once more larger than the one preceding it.

"Ooh, I felt that one at the back of my throat!" Jester purred and leaned down to grin at Champion, her soft hands brushing against his black and white furred cheeks almost affectionately. "Got one more in ya?"

The malamute just glared and growled at the feline, leaning up suddenly to try bite her, but she was far too quick to let him. A sudden pain between his thighs made Champion feel like his stomach and rolled over inside him, wanting to be sick as Trickster grabbed and squeezed firmly at his exposed balls.

"Bad Grandpa! No biting my kitty, you need to be punished for that!" the hyena said darkly, Champion for the first time fearing what they would do to him. With growing dread he felt the stirrups his ankles were bound into being slowly pushed wider apart, exposing more of his crotch and rear to the hyena. Surely Trickster couldn't be planning what Champion thought he was planning, could he?

With his eyes screwed shut tight and jaws clenched in a pained growl, Trickster did indeed do what Champion had feared. A thick, hot and hard length began forcing its way just beneath his still aching soft furred orbs. The hero wasn't sure if it was just because he'd never done this before, or just because the hyena was in fact hung, but the length filling his behind felt massive. Already his ass was burning from being stretched so wide, but more and more of the hyena was making its way into his unwilling guts. Finally after what felt like an agonizing eternity, Tricksters hips met his behind with a firm grind.

"Damn, considering there's definitely no stick up there, you're still not a lot of fun, Gramps" the hyena mocked before pulling back a little, his hips starting to clap against the bound hero's toned behind. He wasn't sure how they expected him to climax like this; sure the tight pussy squeezing down on his cock felt fantastic, but his balls still ached and his ass even more so! It was far too distracting from the pleasure to get him off.

"Is that your legendary stamina coming in to play, or do you really not like having my Pudin's juicy sausage between your buns?" Jester mocked, giving him another playful kiss after the hero managed to hold back his climax far longer this time.

"Thought you army boys were used to this sorta thing, behind enemy lines, behind each other in a conga line?" Trickster mocked, picking up the pace a little with a constant tap tap tap against Champion's posterior.

"Fuck you..." Champion growled out, trying to ignore the fact the pain had subsided and was starting to feel somewhat pleasurable. The damned hyena was starting to angle himself to buzz at his prostate on every other thrust, not that he needed to. Champion could indeed tell now that Trickster was actually sporting a decent sized club. The ache in his balls had all but vanished, leaving him with only the pleasure of the regrettably gorgeous feline riding him and the insane white faced psycho buzzing his prostate.

Trickster began to pant, his own climax rapidly approaching as his thrusts became more desperate and rough. Champion winced as his behind was pounded by the hyena's jackhammer thrusts, moments before he felt the sickly feeling of hot seed spilling inside him. "Damn fine ass you got there Gramps, almost makes me want to enlist!" Trickster joked with one final thrust into the bound malamute.

Champion barely heard him however, trying desperately not to climax from having another man cum inside him. But it was not to be, Jester grinned and bucked down hard onto him, popping his thick knot inside her tight cunt. With a loud howl he again emptied his balls deep inside her, feeling her clench and squeeze down around his large bulb of sensitive flesh. His climax intense enough he felt dizzy and light headed, almost passing out.

Time seemed to slow, his ears ringing and vision blurred. He suddenly felt empty as Trickster withdrew from under his tail and wandered off, briefly coming back into his line of sight every so often. He seemed to be preparing something while Jester lay tied and purring atop him, basking in the afterglow of a good fucking. Time began to speed up again as he regained is senses, soon passing as if he were watching someone hold down the fast-forward button now with his senses heightened, only coming to when Jester finally lifted herself off him with a little yelp as his knot tugged free of her.

"Ooh, I feel all nice and creamy!" she purred, reaching down to collect a little of the white mess beginning to leak from her well fucked pussy. Raising her fingers to her lips as she suckled them clean.

"Hate to love and leave you, Gramps. But we really must blow this joint!" Trickster laughed as he placed a couple blocks of C4 atop Champions chest, turning it so he could see the countdown timer ticking down.

With the insane laughter fading into the night, Trickster and Jester made their escape. Champion again tried to break free of his bonds as the clock counted down. But it was no use, he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried. Resigning himself to his fate, Champion stared at the clock, thinking of all thing things he wished he could've done differently.

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04...

03...

The clock suddenly stopped before a faint spark emitted from inside it. A moment later his left wrist was freed, then his right. Champion frowned in confusion as his legs were also suddenly freed while he undid the thick reinforced leather strap about his middle. A slender silver form starting to grow beside the table and looking a bit sheepish as the ferret appeared; rubbing nervously behind his neck.

"Shrink?" Champion stated in surprise.

"Yeah, sorry Champ. I was a bit indisposed...looks like you had fun though" Shrink offered with a smile.

"I'd appreciate if you kept this between us..." Champion said sternly as he stiffly walked over to collect his outfit and get dressed.

"Sure, we'll keep this between us...and your cheeks..." Shrink teased, laughing until Champion turned to glare at him.

"If my ass wasn't so sore, I'd come over there and kick yours..." the grumpy Alaskan malamute growled, grabbing his shield and heading out the warehouse to try find his car.