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Zero was starting to feel like they hadn't adequately stuffed his backpack when they saw Obie arrive, carrying far more than the girly possum should have been reasonably able to even lift. Only a collection of straps and weight balancers kept him from toppling right over. He wasn't dressed in his usual leather or skirts or so on, either. Though he still looked plenty cute in a more practical pair of shorts, and of course he didn't forget the bandana, or the stylish and practical cowboy hat to complete the nature-loving yeehaw look.

"Oh! You brought so much. Wasn't it just supposed to be a short hike?"

Obie looked confused. "Yeah! Just a couple days, I'm thinking."

Zero couldn't help but stare a moment as the weight of what they'd agreed to set in.. "A few ... days?"

"Yup! Y'know, just a little wander. It's not far. Won't be spending weeks out there or nothing like that. Don't worry if you didn't bring enough. I can always find us some food if we run short." Then there came the worry in those pretty purple poss eyes. "Sorry if I wasn't clear about this! Do you still want to go? It's okay if you don't."

Foraging to survive wasn't how Zero had meant to spend their weekend, but the casual confidence from the possum had a way of making it all seem perfectly reasonable The raccoon considered for a moment whether they had a problem with an unexpectedly involved adventure all alone in the wilderness with the cutest little poss around. That was all the time they needed. Of course they wanted to see what Obie had in store for him - and the forest too. The edge of civilization loomed near their meeting point in the form of the beckoning branches of the dense trees, looking dark and foreboding at first glance. Yet the cool breeze that rustled through the lush leaves was as good an invitation as Zero ever needed to explore.

"Hell yeah. Let's do it. I just, uh." They scratched the back of their head. "It's been a while since I went on a trip this long. Sorry if I don't really know what I'm doing."

Obie smiled brightly. His eyes gave a little shine. Stepping close with his pack jostling and sloshing, he held out his hand. Zero took it and felt a gentle squeeze.

"Don't worry about a thing, Zero. I'll take good care of ya."

"I know you will." Zero swished their bushy tail a few times, then leaned down to smooch the smaller fellow on the lips. "Thanks for the date, Obie."

Holding hands, the two of them trekked out into the unknown. Zero felt the air change as soon as they stepped over the threshold and into the wild. Maybe they were being dramatic. The dirt road that brought them there was only just behind them. Yet the deeper they walked, even after just a few minutes, they felt as if they were entering another world entirely. The shadows were longer, the wind smelled was fresher, and the sound of chirping and chattering of forest creatures was like a cacophony of welcome back to a place they had once called their home, dozens of generations ago.

Zero wasn't sure how long they'd been walking. They weren't saying much. There was no need, when they were busy listening to the conversations of the natural world together. The farther they went, the more Zero felt as if no one had ever walked that exact path before. That was silly, of course. Obie himself had, but that didn't prevent the possum from absolutely flourishing out there. He looked like he barely had his eyes open, with that blissful smile on his face and his nose wiggling to take in the scents around him. The only thing that interrupted their peaceful journey was the discovery of something out of place.

"This wasn't here before ..." Obie said, then raised his voice to say it again when he realized he was muttering to himself.

The two of them halted in a clearing. After walking between so many tightly-packed trees for so long, Zero felt oddly exposed. It was the perfect place for some sort of ambush, but nothing disturbed them. The object of their mutual curiosity was a large hatch like the entrance to a bunker. It looked rusted over and abandoned, surrounded by overgrowth that almost completely concealed it. If there had been any sort of markings or labels that once indicated who it belonged to, they were long gone. Zero turned their attention to their tour guide.

"Was this what you wanted to show me?"

"This? Not at all. That's a day away at least. I really can't say how the heck I didn't find this the last time I was out here. Maybe it was covered up?" Obie glanced around, then just got right down on his hands and knees to inspect the very dirt on which they stood. "No, I don't think anyone's been out here but me ..."

When he rose back up, his eyes were absolutely gleaming with curiosity. An abandoned place, way out where no one went anymore? That was exactly the kind of thing that called to the treasure hunter inside him. As much as they were supposed to be on a date, he was outright wiggling with excitement to explore such a thing, even if they were unlikely to find anything particularly useful or interesting. He'd found good things in less notable places before. Turning to cast a hopeful look towards the raccoon, he spoke very softly.

"Do you wanna go in?"

There was no pressure on his part to explore such a place. It was giving Zero a bad feeling. No doubt such a place could be dangerous, or maybe just gross. There were plenty of reasons to say no, but it wouldn't have been easy to tell Obie that, no matter how much he would have understood. Instead, the racc just peered over at the hidden door cautiously. It was emanating something like an aura, like it was warning them away through their sixth sense. Or maybe they were just tired out already after a few hours of hiking, as pleasant as it had been.

"Are we ... allowed?"

Obie glanced over at it, then he couldn't help a grin. "Adventures don't usually involve going where you're supposed to be. But anyway, I'd say it hasn't been touched in a decade at least, maybe more. No one's going to mind if we poke around a little, I think."

"Unless ... they've been living down there all this time." Zero wasn't sure if they were joking or not even as they spoke.

"Ooh, maybe. Well, we'll be sure to knock, then!" He was eager as ever, but when he looked up and saw the raccoon's uncertainty plain to see on their face, he managed to calm himself a little. "Aw, you know, I'm not being fair. You're probably right. I already dragged you out here, there's no reason to push you to - "

The rumble stopped him short. It started up as a distant roar, before closing in on them until they could feel it in their bones. Obie held out his hand and a raindrop splashed over his palm right on cue. Plenty more followed. The leaves caught most of the precipitation falling over the pair, bringing up a lush scent that soothed the lungs, but it still left the possum confused.

"That ain't right. Didn't see them calling for rain all week when I checked ..."

When he was gazing up at the sky, something clunked down on his shoulder hard enough to bring a startled poss-screech out of him. The chunk of ice narrowly missed his head. Another followed. Then another. It only took a few seconds before the two of them were being bombarded by a fearsome torrent of hail, big enough to bruise and batter them if they didn't find shelter quickly. After all Zero's hesitation, getting thonked by falling ice quickly changed their mind.

"Holy fuck, get to the hatch!"

They scrambled to keep from being pelted to death - or at least to keep from obtaining some unsightly bruises and collectively struggled with an old valve that clearly hadn't been turned in some time. Zero couldn't get it on their own, but with Obie's help they managed to dislodge it from where it had rusted and unseal that secret place, working together to haul that heavy hatch out of the way. A rush of stale, wet air blew past them when they revealed the interior of the forgotten bunker, along with something else. Zero couldn't place it for the life of them.

There wasn't much time to peer below. There wasn't much to see anyway, aside from a glimpse of the first few rungs of a ladder descending into the darkness. It was as gloomy as could be, but the constant thwack of ice on their backs and shoulders kept them from worrying too much. They counted to three and gave a great push to that exceptionally heavy door, letting it thud to the forest floor. Hail rained down to shatter on the distant concrete below, the icy sound echoing up from the disquieting depths. Obie moved to go first, but Zero wasn't having that. The considerably bigger raccoon wasn't about to have the small poss venture into the unknown before they could, even if Obie was plenty experienced with that kind of thing. They thrust their hand out to stop him, though it did have the consequence of leaving the boy out in the storm a little longer.

Clanking down that old ladder was feeling like an increasingly bad idea with every rung they descended. Swallowing their breath, Zero kept going until their feet touched the wet floor below. It was a full two stories underground by the time they were both done climbing. Stepping out of the water of the frozen shrapnel crashing around the room. They'd neglected to close the door behind them, but that was probably a good idea after they'd struggled so much to move it in the first place. Looking back at the way they came, they stood mostly in darkness, waiting for the storm to pass. Eventually, Obie started giggling.

"I didn't plan for this, I promise! I don't control the weather!"

Zero rubbed their head where it was still sore after enduring a particularly solid ball of ice from the wrathful sky, then turned to look at the shadowed face of the possum in the relative darkness of the bunker, lit only by the stormy light above. Then they started laughing a little bit too.

"There are better ways to get me to explore the spooky place with you than to call down heaven's fury, you know."

"I know, I know! I swear, I checked every forecast, even the bad ones. Not a one of them said rain, much less this." He reached a booted foot over and kicked one of the stray ice chunks to send it skidding across the floor and colliding with the others melting into a puddle beneath the lengthy ladder.

That was where they stood for a bit, gazing up at the distant ceiling, listening to the steady drumbeat of the storm upon the dirt above. It didn't sound like it was slowing down. They could barely see in that first room, which looked like some sort of entranceway, complete with a secondary door like one might find on the exterior of a ship. The hatch hadn't rusted, at least. Zero wasn't about to be convinced to keep going so easily. They were happy to wait until mother nature calmed her tits and get back to their hike. Obie though, he could barely hold still. His tail wiggled, his toes were tapping, and he was rapidly scanning around to take in every detail he could as the rumbles continued above, right down to the cracks and gouges in the walls. He eventually glanced back at Zero with a bright grin.

"You know, being trapped down here like this, listening to the hail fall..."

He trailed off, so Zero urged him on. "Yes?"

"Well. Kinda romantic, don't ya think?"

There was a great flash of lightning, followed by a near immediate crash of roaring thunder that shook to the bottom of that hidden chamber. Zero admittedly flinched. They glanced back at the entrance above, then to Obie. The possum's smile was impossible to resist.

"You know, I might not have thought so before I met you. But you love this sort of thing, don't you?"

"Mmhmm." He was practically vibrating.

"I mean, I think I get it. Stranded in the unknown with a good friend, not sure when it'll be safe to go outside again, not knowing what's on the other side of that door ...

"Nnnnh, stop it, you're turning me on ..."

Zero couldn't suppress their own grin. "Let's be honest, though. Any place you're in is kinda romantic."

Obie gave them the shiniest of shiny-eyed looks, as if physically stricken by such a nice compliment. He wiggled a little closer, looking as if his legs were about to give out from under him. His voice got very small.

"Do you wanna kiss a bit?"

The raccoon knew they didn't need to answer that. Instead, they just pulled their backpack off their shoulders and set it down, reached out, and took the possum by the hands. Obie similarly shed the extra weight so he could be merrily pulled along. Tugging him back towards one of the damp walls, Zero made that hidden dungeon into the most romantic place of all with nothing more than a smooch. Bending low to pick that slim boi right up by the butt, they pulled them closer to their chest and kissed a little deeper, then a little deeper still. It wasn't long before the two of them were locked in a deep, wet makeout session that only grew more intense the more the storm raged above them.

They were safe and snug together, even if they still had no idea what they'd climbed into. None of that mattered. Neither did them being a little sweaty and sticky after all their hiking. Obie still smelled so sweet - and tasted that way too. Zero licked him on the forehead and then got busy filling his mouth with tongue. The two of them took to moaning, then to grinding on one another. A notable bulge in the possum's pleasantly hip-hugging shorts pressed to Zero's belly, and the racc didn't bother to hide their own either, grinding up on the cute boy's grippable butt.

There was steam rising between them before long. They needed more. Touching, grasping, groping, they started to tug at each other's clothes. That wasn't getting them very far. They were going to have to actually stop and coordinate, rather than to madly grab at each other. Zero chuckled slightly at their predicament before reluctantly setting the possum down so they could reach for the cutie's top and pull it right over his head with a flail of those expertly-woven braids. Obie didn't let them get to his shorts. Instead, the pretty poss lunged, going for that belt and stealing it in seemingly a single motion. He chucked it over his shoulder and attacked the racc's pants until they were down around Zero's ankles. There really was no hiding how stiff they were from Obie after that.

Without bothering to free his own bulge, the possum went down on the raccoon in a fit of passion. He pulled Zero's [boxers? Underwear? Panties??] aside just to get that juicy dick, leaving the racc to sigh and moan in equal measure when he felt a pair of loving lips all wrapped around their shaft. Obie barely had to kneel down to suck Zero off, standing a full foot shorter as he did. He lowered his head and simply went to town, treating that lustful racc exactly how they needed to be treated. The slobbering, sucking love they got from that adoring possum left them backed up against the cool wall, curling their toes in their boots, calling out in pure bliss. The world beyond their secret sex bunker melted away and the slick, sloppy, yet eternally tender touch of Obie's mouth and tongue gliding up and down their dick became Zero's sole purpose.

Slip, slop, suck went the poss, gliding up and down the racc's shaft with ease. He sucked that cock until he had something to swallow, guzzling the ample helping of precum he managed to milk out of Zero. The raccoon was all but clawing the walls, scratching at the wet concrete behind him, lost in the moment. It was as sudden as it was right. They forgot about the storm, or about the hike entirely. All that mattered was making each other feel as good as possible - a competition that Obie was distinctly winning at so far. The two of them would have carried on like that right up until Zero blew in the possum's mouth, ignoring every distraction, every interruption but the most sudden and startling of them all.

CLANG

The sound of the hatch slamming shut shook them right off their passionate rhythm. Zero jolted so hard they shoved their whole cock down Obie's throat at once, but aside from the wet glurk of surprise, the possum didn't so much as flinch where a lesser cocksucker would have gagged. The two of them were shrouded in total darkness, sealed off from the world, scrambling in the unknown. Against every instinct in his body, Obie had to pull off of that dick, leaving Zero to pulse and throb desperately amidst his rising panic. They weren't sure what was worse - the pang of fear in their chest or the urge to get off clenching in their nuts. They'd been so close, but instead they were dripping on the cold floor of that unsettling place, unable to see so much as an arm's length in front of them.

That part was at least solved when Obie went digging into his expansive pack and fished out a pair of sturdy, waterproof, rechargeable flashlights. A quick click, and the two of them could see each other, at least. Zero shielded their eyes at first, squinting and shifting their gaze back and forth. Every dancing shadow felt like a threat. They were suddenly extremely aware of how far underground they were, and climbing up the ladder in the dark felt like the least dangerous option ahead of them.

"Hey, hey. It's okay." Obie shone his light up at his face just so Zero could see him calmly smile. "I've been in this kind of situation, um, more times than you'd think actually. I always find a way out. We're not trapped."

Zero's voice was shaky, but they felt a lot better when the possum strolled over to offer a flashlight of their own. They swept it all around the room just to make sure there was nothing lurking there, then pointed it up at the top of the ladder.

"... I don't see any sort of latch, or handle, or anything ..."

Obie looked up, tapping his chin. "Yeah. Me neither. I'm not sure we could lift it from below that easily, either. There's no way that's the only way in and out, though. Any good bunker has emergency escapes. They're just ..."

He nodded and pointed his light to the nearby door. In the darkness it gained a new layer of ominousness, sealed tight as if to lock someone or something away.

"You know. Elsewhere."

Zero gave the possum a long look. Obie was trying so hard to hide how excited he was about the whole thing that his expression showed visible strain, all scrunched up with the effort. Zero offered a softly scolding question.

"You do know we're in actual danger, right?"

"Yeah!" His enthusiasm was plain at first, before he stifled his bright smile and nibbled his lip. "Yeah. Don't worry. I know. It's gonna be fine. I'm really sorry I got you into this, but I'll get us out! That's my Obie's Forest Tours guarantee."

Zero allowed a bit of a smile to slip at that. "I'd say you should actually start a company with that name, but you seem to have a habit of getting your clients into trouble."

"It's not trouble, it's an adventure!" He was as chipper as ever about the turn of events, and added in a flirty tone,"And once we're out, we can pick right back up where we left off ..."

"I'm not sure if I'm even going to last that long." Zero muttered that mostly to themself, sheepishly pulling their shorts back up to barely fit over their trembling bulge. "But I trust you. Let's delve into this dungeon with our dicks stiff and ready to thrust into the shadows."

"Now you're getting it! Help me with this door?"

That one wasn't nearly as heavy to move as the hatch. It squeaked open with relative ease when the two of them twisted the valve together, and unleashed a wave of oddly cold, wet air. It was the kind of breeze that made them want to cling to each other, and so that was just what they did. It wasn't because they were scared at all. They were just two cute things, not being scared, holding onto each other with one arm each, shining their flashlights into the oppressive darkness beyond the door with their free hands.

Even with the powerful beams of light cutting through the shadows, it was still hard to see. Obie squinted his eyes, thinking for a moment he saw some sort of mist floating around the place. It was gone when he flashed his light up at the ceiling. Scanning this way and that, the two of them stuck as closely together as they could, poking their way down a hallway with several rooms branching off of it. Each led to a cramped sleeping quarters that consisted of multiple cots, some of which had collapsed over time. There were beds for at least a dozen people in there, stripped bare and abandoned.

The same could be said for much of the rest of the place. They later entered what seemed to be an old mess hall. A few trays lay scattered upon the expansive tables, but there was no sign of recent activity. The sight had Obie murmuring.

"I thought we came across someone's private shelter. This is starting to look more ... military."

Zero leaned very close and whispered, but even that seemed to echo around the room. "Should we be here?"

"Definitely not, no." He paused only briefly. "Let's keep looking."

The whole place was so quiet that something as simple as the sound of water dripping was enough to startle them. With a collective whirl, they looked towards the source of that disturbance. It was the first thing that had moved since they'd arrived. There had been no creaks, no groans, no skittering insects. The whole place was empty, until then. Obie moved seemingly on automatic. Zero had no choice but to follow if they wanted to stay close.

To little surprise, the dripping led them to a shower room. That the place still had running water after however many years it had been dormant was a mystery all its own, but far from startling. Nonetheless, they stood together, looking over the shadowed tiles. Their ears were perked, but they didn't know why. There was something else, something barely perceptible that they had picked up on, and the two of them knew without so much as speaking a word to remain in complete silence to listen for it. Something wetter than mere water slurped along some unseen surface. A quick glance to the left and right a glimpse of something reflecting the light for just a moment, but then it was gone as quickly as a dream.

Zero opened their mouth to say something, but nothing came out. It was probably for the best. From being generally disturbed by the sight of the place, to quietly panicked that they were in very real danger, the raccoon had to suppress every instinct to cry out in fear. The feeling of being watched had persisted since they entered, but it had never been more potent than that moment. They bit their lip, then slowly stepped back, tugging at Obie's arm to let the possum know they didn't want to be there anymore. This time, even the little adventurer was at a loss for words and enthusiasm alike.

There was a voice waiting for them when they stepped back into the hall. It didn't speak. It sang. Such a tranquil, wordless tune hummed out from the darkness might have been comforting in any other circumstances. The womanly voice was sweet and warm in contrast to their damp surroundings. Yet for as gentle as the hidden musician might have sounded, her song was anything but comforting. The travelling pair were hugging each other at the mere sound of it, their gazes fixed towards the source. There was a black door there.

They hadn't seen it before. Zero wasn't certain, but they were pretty sure there had been nothing more than a blank wall there the last time they looked. Maybe it had just blended in. The door was entirely out of place in their metallic surroundings. It looked as if transported from another place, taken from the front step of a cozy home and planted there to beckon to them. There was no doubt in their minds that the unseen singer lurked on the other side. No doubt that was exactly the place they shouldn't have gone, when the mere song could evoke such a feeling of dread. Obie reached for the door anyway, and Zero was right behind him.

A squelch beneath their feet halted them in place. Obie glanced down to find he'd stepped in some sort of thick black goo that had puddled on the floor. It was slippery and slimy, clinging to his boots. When he shone his flashlight at it, it glinted bright and glossy, reflecting the light right back. Pulling his feet out was no trouble, but it still meant he was possibly dealing with some sort of toxic substance he couldn't identify. Yet even knowing that, he still turned the knob and opened the door anyway. Zero didn't stop him.

In contrast to the darkness of the bunker, there came instead the soothing light of a softly-lit bedroom all laid out before them. Everything was tidy and set in its place, with candles flickering all around the room. There was no dust, no clutter, no sign of neglect. A great, wide canopy bed sat in the middle, the black curtains shut tight. In flickering flames dancing all around that central attraction, they could briefly see the silhouette of someone on the other side. She continued singing her song, beckoning them forth with nothing more than the sound of her lovely voice. The pair remained silent, moving a little closer, then a little closer still. The floor slurped and squished beneath their feet, but they didn't stop, drawn in by the haunting call of the siren in the bedroom buried in the dirt.

It required taking a few deep, shaky breaths to steady himself first, but Obie went ahead and did something Zero didn't think they'd ever be brave enough to do themself. Neither of them even thought of calling out or trying to talk to whoever it was on the other side. They had to see. One good tug and the curtain slipped back, revealing the naked body that awaited them. Her song halted, and she turned her head over her shoulder to get a good look at the two curious explorers who had found her.

The clunk of the possum's flashlight hitting the floor was swiftly followed by the rest of him. He passed out on the spot, falling directly into the slimy puddle that had spread all around the bed. Zero managed to remain on their feet. They stood in place, avoiding the six-eyed gaze of the monstrous figure who sat before him. She turned to reveal her naked bust, so smooth and shiny, wet with slime, flashing a glowing smile like a slash of moonlight across her face. Her teeth were on full display, as was the writhing reach of her tongue swiping all along her many fangs. She didn't move her mouth to speak. The voice rose from within as if trapped inside.

"Hello Zero. Hello Obie. I have been longing to meet you."

It was then that Zero realized they couldn't move at all. They wanted to reach down and at least help the possum, who was waking up again, if not outright run for their life. Instead, they remained, barely even seeming to breathe, placed in stasis by her mere presence as if she were the living embodiment of sleep paralysis. The corner of their mouth twitched, but that was all. It was the best they could do to express the feeling of absolute dread in their chest. It wasn't just her alarming appearance. Zero felt as if they fully understood exactly the kind of danger they were in simply gazing upon her. The monster's tone grew apologetic, but her smile didn't fade.

"Oh, I am sorry. I know this has all been very frightening. It would have been nicer to appear to you as something harmless, but then, how would you ever know the true me? The one you are capable of seeing, at least."

She held out her hand, palm turned upwards. Zero didn't take it. They couldn't.

"I am Senka, and I mean you no harm. This simply seemed like the perfect way to show myself. Was it fun for you?" She laid herself down on her belly, resting on her elbows and fondly gazing up at the frozen raccoon and the bleary, staggering possum rising drunkenly to his feet. "They call me the eater of dreams, but this is anything but a nightmare. This is your reality, your world, and you are safe here with me."

A great puff of air released from Zero's mouth, followed by their rapid gasps to refill their lungs. With it came a certain release of tension. They looked Senka up and down, taking in her sleek skin, her matronly curves, her massive heft. She was bigger than the racc and possum combined, easily. Her scent was otherworldly and wet, causing an unknown sensation in Zero's nose. It was pleasant. They found themself acutely reminded of just how close they'd been to cumming before the interruption, and how they'd never quite fully softened all throughout the exploration that led them there.

Obie managed to speak at last, though he was tripping over his words in a mad dash to the finish. His accent came out the most when he was nervous or horny, and it wasn't certain which of those was most prominent by then.

"I'm, well, I'm just, well, let me be clear, we're real sorry to have intruded upon you like this, didn't mean no harm by it, the thing is, well, let me just say ma'am that you have our sincerest of apologies and -"

Senka slowly waved her hand from side to side, but that was enough to silence the possum as if she'd put him on mute. He pursed his lips and stood up straight, doing his best to brace himself against the horror before him. Senka looked him over, up and down, and then Zero got their turn too. They swore they could feel the many-eyed gaze upon them, as if stroking over their body. Then Senka spoke again, leaning back to rise to her knees and tower above them both.

"Would you two like to cuddle?"

She held out a hand for each of them. This time, it was Zero who moved first. They didn't even hesitate that much. Slowly, carefully accepting that offer, they felt the sleek, slippery touch of the slimy creature soaking into their fur. Senka squeezed his hand and wrist alike in her huge grip, and Obie soon followed the raccoon's example. If she was to strike, to call them fools and attack when they were at their most vulnerable, that was the moment. Instead, she took them as gently as possible, easing them into the expansive bed right along with her naked self. There was plenty of room for all of them.

The relief that washed over Zero as they took in the feeling of being so tenderly doted upon by the nightmare left them sighing. Senka had a motherly way of touching, of teasing and squeezing, but she didn't hesitate to be lewd in the attention she provided. A stroke down their spines, and she clasped the possum by the cute butt, or softly tugged on the raccoon's tail. Zero didn't even flinch when her jaws drew close to their face. She was only giving soft smooches and pecks, along with some smooth, sloppy licks that left the racc's face streaked with her potently thick saliva. Keeping them both wrapped up in a big hug, she drew them closer and closer, squishing their faces into either side of her bust, but she was never forceful with them.

It was if they picked right back up where they'd left off. The pair was just as turned on as they had been by themselves, Their clothes became a burden. She took care of them, without ever needing to stop stroking them. Something grasped at their outfits while her hands ran up and down their bodies. The tentacles were just as dexterous as her fingers. Stripping them, touching them, and introducing her slime to coat every inch of their naked, lustful bodies, she let them grow infatuated with her velvety touch, with her scent, her taste, and with her warm voice like an echoing lullaby with every word.

"That's my good ones. Such precious creatures. I feel such joy in my heart to bring you pleasure like this. Please - touch, rub, grind. Enjoy me."

The desire radiating off of her only fuelled Zero's more. They let their cock rub against her body anywhere their impulses guided their hips. A moan and a whimper alike escaped their lips, and precum leaked from their tip. It was indistinguishable from the slime clinging to her. They kept leaking, even spurting, rubbing against her thick thigh, against her belly, then up against one of her breasts, watching it squish and jiggle under their attention. Senka gave a musical note of a moan so pleasant it gave Zero brief pause, just to listen to it.

"Yes. I want it all. I want all your pleasure. So well-behaved, so sweet, so deserving of everything I can give you ..."

Obie didn't usually lose such control of himself, but he couldn't stop humping the nightmare. He clung to her, squeezing her belly, her hip, and thrust his cock against her thigh, making it wobble with the force of his rubbing off on her. She simply turned her smile down towards him when she wasn't smooching Zero, nodding her head in glimmering approval.

"You may both cum on me if you wish. I would enjoy that. Don't worry. There are so many more pleasures for us to enjoy after this introduction."

From terrified, to all but worshipping her with their entire bodies at once, she basked in her power over them without abusing it. Zero lost themself in the pleasure of touching her, of simply being close to her. He kept thrusting until they were right on top of her, sitting snugly on her belly, pushing their cock between her breasts. It all seemed so audacious, but they couldn't deny how good it felt to titfuck the toothy nightmare while she smiled up at them the whole time. Soon the raccoon was caught up in quivering, buckling pleasure so intense they could barely sit up, but their hips moved all on their own no matter how overwhelmed they felt.

Obie remained right where he was, clinging to her thigh, kissing her belly, immersing himself in her softness. His polite, attentive style of lovemaking was right out the window in favour of his amorous obsession with her body. He humped her, he rubbed on her, and he whimpered with pleasure just to grind his cock against her slimy skin again and again. It was the wettest sex he'd ever had, and he wasn't even inside of her. His tail twitched from tip to base, and soon after the shudders of orgasm possessed him. He completely lost himself in the pleasure of her touch, and he was going to offer her a fitting tribute.

Zero shook with awe at just how good her cleavage felt all wrapped around their dick. The slime coated them all over, yet never felt dirty, or burdensome. It simply added to the sleek, wet pleasure of the moment. They kept going with her bust, juicing out a true excess of precum the likes of which they'd never produced before. Even their cock felt bigger and harder than usual with how stiffly engorged it was. They were close to collapsing atop her, but they managed to hold onto their strength just long enough to go into a ball-flexing, tail-twitching, head-tossing orgasm that had them crying out in almost tearful bliss towards the ceiling of the hidden bedroom.

Senka remained where she was, softly cooing, sometimes moaning, stroking through Obie's hair and braids, massaging Zero's back as they came all over her. Such a mess they made between the two of them, seemingly working out multiple orgasms at once. After all the edging Obie had accidentally inflicted upon them, Zero was more productive than they even knew a raccoon could be. The possum too was spurting again and again, rope after rope, barely pausing between each taut, pumping shot of cum before he gave another. Senka caught some of the raccoon's seed in her mouth and licked it away, swallowing it down, while the rest simply clung to her, mixing in with her constant slime, turning the whole scent into a slippery mess that only left the pair all the more aroused for her.

Zero finally collapsed, but she was there to catch them. Holding them in both hands, they brought the raccoon safely down to rest their head atop the tits they'd just so nicely fucked. In time, Zero managed to kiss. They loved to lay their lips upon her smooth skin, and they loved having their body touched and admired in her grasp even more. She hummed to them both as Obie crawled up from her painted thigh to snuggle in alongside Zero. There she kept them for a time, hugging tightly, but never too tightly, letting them bask in her adoration. For all the menace she had given off in their meeting, she exuded comfort and safety by then. Perhaps a living nightmare was what she was, but not who.

"Such good ones. My precious possum boy. My sweet, generous raccoon. Do you desire more? I want you to get it all out. It feels wonderful to give you these pleasures. You are the most important people in the universe to me, right now."

They believed it. Zero laid a kiss on her chest, and then worked their way up to her cheek. Obie took to sucking on one of her tits, slowly, lovingly. She ran her claws down their spines, offering gentle guidance where she wanted them, in time. Sliding down her body, rubbing their still-stiff shaft over the rise of her belly, Zero ended up between her thighs, with their balls resting comfortably on the underside of her thick tail. She slowly closed her legs around their hips, wrapping the raccoon in the massive embrace of those great big thighs, guiding them toward a sex so slick it coated Zero's cock in juices before they were even touching it, simply flourishing with wet lust as she was.

Pushing inside of her was a climax all its own. Delving deep into the juicy embrace that awaited them, Zero could only shout their moans all through the candlelit bedroom. They came close to pulling out as soon as they were inside, simply for the overwhelming stimulation that came with fucking the shiny, slimy nightmare. Senka's hungry grip pumping around their shaft kept them from going too far. She might have been massive, but she was going to make the most of every single inch he gave her. Hugging all around their cock, she took to flexing, clenching, milking at Zero without them so much as needing to thrust. It only felt better when they did anyway.

"Ohhhh, Senka, oh m - " they began, only to stop themself short before they said something embarrassing.

"It's okay. You may call me mom, mama, mommy, anything like that. It makes me happy." Senka's inner glow lit up just a little brighter when she said that.

With a soft gasp and a not-so-subtle groan, Zero decided to give that a try, in a half-broken quiver of a voice. "Mommy ... "

"That's my good raccoon. Mommy's here. Fuck me for as long as you like" She turned her head towards Obie, who was still suckling at her breast. "And you, my pretty boy. Will you let mama Senka spoil you a little?"

The possum looked up at her with stars in his eyes. He could only rapidly nod. Nothing in the world piqued his sometimes-dangerous curiosity more. When she took him by the hips and brought him up along her body, he tensed for just a moment, but pushing him towards her mouth was for the sole purpose of wrapping her mouth around his cock all at once. It required a slight change in her appearance, but her facial features easily shifted just to make a pair of plump, cock-sucking lips to spoil him with, She encircled his shaft with her tongue once it was inside of her, adding the stroking slurps and squeezes of the flexible appendage to the stimulation that had him nearly screaming within the first few seconds.

Everything was wet. Every surface, every touch, every sound. Especially the sounds. Even moving an inch back forth inside Senka's pussy was enough to bring forth the most potent of possible spurting splurches. The juices splattered Zero's hips and thighs, reaching all the way up to their chest even before they really got going with her. Senka was dripping and sliming all over the possum she was sucking, leaving him to soak in the slathering mess she made of his body from the waist down, clinging to him, squeezing his rump, making him squeak and even sometimes hiss in absolute pleasure. Without so much as saying a word, she compelled them to give her their absolute all, and her presence granted them both the energy they needed to properly enjoy her.

Thrusting, pumping, plapping firmly into the nightmare's sex, Zero could only put their head down on her belly, lost in the feelings she was giving them. The succulent, sloppy sounds were absolutely excessive, but he found nothing silly about that delicious squelch-fuck when there was ecstasy cascading up and down their spine, tingling through seemingly every nerve at once. Obie was flailing his way through the eldritch blowjob he was getting. He would have fallen over if it wasn't for Senka clinging to him, pulling him closer and closer, even slurping his balls inside her mouth to give him the most thorough sucking he could possibly imagine. The warbling, screeching, whimpering sounds coming out of him were hardly befitting of such a cute boy, but Zero knew they were nothing but positive, if overwhelmed noises.

They could hardly keep silent themself. All but wailing in emotional and physical bliss all through the wet monster sex they were getting, they were a panting, drooling mess who couldn't stop thrusting. Even as the climax blazed up through their body and sharpened each of their senses, they never slowed their pace. They needed to slam that perfect pussy as hard as they could, until there were jets of juices shooting off in all directions. The soothing song of Senka's rising, yet gentle moans telling them they were doing such a good job was simply too much. They needed to give her another offering, and they were going to ram it into her as hard as they could. Zero knew she could handle roughness from someone so much smaller than her.

She gripped the raccoon in her thighs, kneading him, squeezing him, clamping on him just enough to ensure he stayed fully buried inside her throughout his finish. When she loosened her grip on them just enough, Zero slipped full into her, balls and all, leaving her to pump and knead around everything they could offer. They were convulsing with pleasure, mashing their face into her belly, muffling their screams there, and then they were cumming. The peak didn't lose any intensity when they were shooting their load into the eldritch womb of the monster beneath him. They were shaking as if to break throughout their climax, pumping on and on, letting her milk absolutely everything from their balls she wanted.

Yet even as she drained Zero to within an inch of consciousness, she still sucked Obie with the lust for more that was as greedy as it was generous. He held onto her head, taking her by the tentacle-like hair, his grip slipping and failing to find purchase in his flailing, writhing, overpowering build to the finish she wanted from him. Wrapping him up in a big hug, letting him lay right atop her face, she pulled his ass up and down to guide his thrusts between her lips right where she wanted them. Swallowing the spurts of precum he gave her grew to a noisier gulping with every minute, until that soft boy was simply helpless but to give the nightmare mom every drop of possum cum he could possibly produce for her.

A shriek and then just a repeated call of her name, a mantra of 'Senka, Senka, Senka!' spoken in a shouted whisper rasping from his throat was the best he could do to express how good it felt to cum for her. She drank his precious seed straight down once he unloaded in her mouth, letting those heavy swallows shudder through her jiggling form. He made enough for her to guzzle down, to chug right from the twitching tap, and he remained right there, locked in his heavenly state for far longer than a climax was ever meant to last. Only when he was drifting close to a customary faint did she relent, making sure to keep him conscious to enjoy every single moment he had with her and drain his balls down to the last luscious drop.

Soon she had a pair of whimpering, quivering explorers clinging to her. Releasing her grip and letting them slide out of her a little at a time, but not before they were ready, she gave the possum a smooch on the belly and the raccoon a pat on the head. Bringing them up with gentle touches - and the occasional little push from a subtle tentacle wriggling its way behind them, just to make sure she got them exactly in position - meant she soon had them under each arm. Hugging them to her sides, and to her bust, she murmured to them without words, singing them a pleasant song, if still a slightly haunting one.

"Ohh, you have no idea how much I love to see you so happy. I feel such an intense desire to make you feel good."

A little nudge with her hands on the back of her heads had them taking position on one of her tits each. They were in sync, sucking hungrily on her breasts, and in time their efforts were rewarded. The sweet touch of a strange, faintly glowing fluid somewhat like milk delighted Zero's tongue. They drank it down hungrily, and there was plenty more to follow. Filling their bellies with her eldritch cream, the pair fed from Senka for as long as she kept them there. Only when they were completely lost in their mindless adoration for her body and her gentle, caring touches did she speak again.

"Please - if you are able, will you let me continue?" Then her smile grew ever so slightly wider, and her tone just as slightly more devious. "You two are so cute. It makes me want to sit on your faces."

Though clouded by lust, by awe, by sheer adoration, Zero knew what those words meant. They perked up from her well-sucked tit and cast her an eager look.

"I'd love that, mommy."

She was ever-smiling, but especially so when she heard those loving words. As gentle as ever, if slightly more urgent, she used her hands and tentacles alike to take hold of both of them and lay them out upon the bed. She loomed above, seeming for a moment to be growing even bigger, but it was merely the perspective of having such a massive nightmare mom standing above two prone, eager playthings.

There was nothing in Zero's mind that told them it was a bad idea, no matter how big she might have been. They knew she was going to take care of them. The world went dark but their other senses were all Zero needed. The smooth schlick of slick skin rubbing against their face, the weight and heft settling carefully down upon them, the taste of her wet curves, and the scent of her lust flowing all over their fur - everything was perfect. She nestled down on two cute faces until she had a faithful devotee for each hole, helping Obie to nuzzle up with his muzzle wedged deep into the soft folds of her pussy, and gifting the chance to smooch and stuff their face in her dark, smooth asshole to Zero.

Neither of them were about to make light of such an opportunity. Obie pushed his pretty face inside the nightmare until he was neck deep within the clenching confines of her cunt. That meant smearing up his muzzle with the cum Zero had given her, but that was hardly anything to hesitate about. He delved deeper and deeper, guided by her inner squeezes, until he was getting half his body massaged in her gushing depths. Though muffled by the unknowable inner workings of her body, he could still hear moaning. There was nothing performative about that warm chorus of pleasured sounds from her smiling mouth. He really was making her feel good.

The resulting pump of her muscles tightened her around Obie's body and Zero's tongue alike. The raccoon didn't quite shove their entire body inside her all at once, but they delved in just as eagerly to eat her out until her moaning only rose in volume. They were completely enveloped by the ample cheeks of that great, motherly booty smooshing down on their face, yet for all the weight of that fine shiny butt, they were far from crushed. Instead, they were cozy, snuggling happily under Senka's great big tail, tonguefucking her with the same care and attention to every detail they might have given a lover. She deserved every single tingle two mere mortals could give her.

"Ah, Zero! Oh, Obadiah!" She called both their names with such passion, such affection as her insides quivered all around them. "You are so good to me. You're going to make mama cum."

There wasn't one single complaint from either of them, even as Zero got their muzzle wedged snugly in her ass, and Obie went waist-deep in the slippery, sloppy pussy hugging all around him. She tightened up on the both of them, letting them feel every single little flex and contraction of her pleasure. For as mysterious and otherworldly as she might have been, her rising orgasm felt just like any other, just all the more intense. They were flooded with the juices of her climax before she even fully squirted. The squelch and splish of her making a great splattered mess of them blended nicely with the chorus of the great, pleasured song she sang to them in her echoing voice. The bedroom was awash with the sounds of the nightmare cumming, and the very walls of the spacious room were coated with the results of her release. The candles somehow resisted being doused.

She kneaded on them for a while longer, gripping Zero's head in her rump, working on Obie's upper body and squeezing his cock to his belly too. They were doused, soaked, coated, and drenched down to the skin and perhaps even beyond with the juices they helped her gush out all over them. It might have felt like drowning in other circumstances, but it was more like a soothing downpour of relief. They felt her satisfaction flowing out of her, emanating from her motherly body. She held them there a little longer, no doubt easily able to take them all the way inside, but some gentle tugging and a lift of her hips had them free of her grasp in time.

Clutching the two of them, she knelt on the bed and let them dangle in her tentacles before her, dripping all her juices yet never getting anywhere near something that could be called dry. To Zero, it felt as if they were going to be wet for the rest of their life, and they were very much okay with that. The tap tap tap of her juices cascading to the ground and their pleased panting was the only sound for a short time. Then there came a whimper or two when the throbbing in them both was simply too much to bear.

"Oh, I have made you both so very hard again. I know just what you need, my sweet ones."

From holding them with her tentacles, she soon had them both all wrapped up in the grip of her huge, snakelike tail. It moved and flexed like a muscular anaconda to pull them in close to her chest once more. She hugged them close and they kissed each other against her tits. Yet that wasn't where they were to remain. Instead, she turned them all around her, stretching out on her belly so they could sprawl across her back. She never fully released them from her tail, instead using it to push them closer and closer to her huge, round ass. Between the valley of two soft cheeks, there was plenty of room for them both.

"I desire everything from you. Will you work your hardest to give it?"

They exchanged a quick look. Obie smiled drunkenly. Zero mostly just stared, but there was a smile in their glazed eyes too. Neither of them spoke. All the communication they needed was in their body language. They moved as one, their cocks gliding against one another's, grinding, stroking, spreading precum into each other's fur. While they might have been going for the same target, there was nothing competitive about their approach. They were going to work together to make that slimy mom feel as good as possible, and that involved them both fucking her ass at the same time, as hard as their mere mortal bodies could.

Pushing snugly into that sleek, wet hole, Zero could only sigh out and slump against her back briefly. They held onto her hips to steady themself, and Obie soon followed. Penetrating her right along with the raccoon left him hip to hip with Zero, their shafts gliding against one another's in the excess of lubrication coating them both. Senka soaked it all in, slowly releasing them from the grip of her tail and instead lifting it up over her back. Obie hugged onto that enormous appendage and used it to brace himself as Zero clutched her hips. Together, they made that slippery booty jiggle and that caring momster moan for them with all their might.

There was no need to be gentle with her. Her soft heft aside, she was something so much more than them. Yet no matter if they were worlds apart in age, in power, in knowledge, they weren't going to let her down. They fucked her in alternating strokes, throwing themselves forth, plapping hard against her cheeks, bottoming out balls-deep in her warm, fuckable asshole until she was making the kinds of sounds that might have given them pause, in other circumstances. She sang to them as much as she let out some gurgling growls, some scrapes and creaks like rusted metal, or some snarls like the beasts of the world crying out in reverse. None of that slowed them down in the slightest.

With their pace only accelerating, and their thrusts coming in alternating pumps, they were never not fucking her. She rested her head on her hands and sprawled out as if she was getting a full-body massage as they devoted themselves to pleasuring that fine ass. Her body shook and wobbled with the force of their passion rippling through her curves. That booty bounced up and down with every eager plap from the two creatures working that taut ring. Their reward was the slow rise in the intense inner contractions all around their cocks, showing them that she was taking just as much pleasure from them as they were getting in return. Zero wanted to make her cum just by fucking her great big butt, and they weren't going to stop trying even when they were exhausted.

Though their endurance was impressive, once she really started kneading on them, they began to falter. Obie buckled first. He collapsed onto the underside of her lifted tail, using it for a pillow to drool on as his hips kept moving. Zero couldn't blame him. They'd never even seen the possum top someone, and they were barely hanging on themself. A sudden, stiff clench from her was like a command to cum. Many more like it followed. She was flexing deeply, hugging all around their cocks, keeping them both inside so they couldn't thrust any longer. All they could do was cling to their chosen handles and let her milk them with her ass with the powerful orgasm they worked out of her with all their devoted effort.

She made all the sounds in the universe at once, or so it seemed in the moment. Zero's mind briefly recoiled from such a frightful noise at first, but they soon grew to enjoy it when they knew it came from Senka's ecstasy. The nightmare came from them once more, tightening up around them both, keeping them from pulling back. The pumping, flexing, kneading grip shot them straight to their own peaks, to ensure they were squirting together just as hard as she gushed for them. With her pussy erupting all over them as they remained buried together in her ass, they took the soaking splash of her orgasm all over their thighs.

That shaking, trembling peak kept going until Zero was starting to quiver with overstimulation. She truly took it all from them. Their cum just kept shooting from their cock, even longer after they were numb. When they couldn't feel pleasure there anymore, when every drop of bliss had been squeezed from them, that climax simply crept up their spine. Zero finally thudded down alongside Obie, lightly kissing that possum as they got their dicks drained together, devoting every single possible squirt she could take from them. Only when they were utterly empty, when they were shuddering and convulsing atop her lifted tail, unable to give so much as the slightest thrust into her flooded rear did she relent and loosen her inner grip on them.

"Ohhhhh, sweeties." She spoke from the depths of her eldritch heart. "This was even better than I, in all my knowing, could have imagined. Please. Be close to me a little longer, will you?"

It was an easy request to fulfill. Neither of them wished to move, and yet the fatigue in their muscles was anything but painful. Zero felt nothing but satisfaction as they slipped from inside of her, trailing a few more mindless shots of cum before they were snuggled up against her bosom once more. The possum was right behind them. She rolled over with them and kept them close, letting them drip the last of their cumshots over her body. Wrapped up in her arms and listening to her loving lullaby, Zero found themself tempting to close their eyes and simply drift off, but they wanted to just look at her for a little longer. She was so beautiful, once they got to know her.

"I know I have interrupted your expedition. Please do forgive my greed."

Obie simply nodded, then stopped and shook his head instead, hoping that got the point across that he didn't mind at all.

"It has been such a long day for you both. Will you allow me to take you home instead? You need your rest, and I would love to tuck you in for the night." She paused, and offered a soft stroke down their spines. "Do not fear a thing. Your dreams will remain your own. I would never enter without asking."

"But ..." Zero began, then they just squirmed a bit against her. It was difficult even finding the energy to fuss. "How will we ever repay you? If you need something more from us ..."

"There is no need for anything like that. I simply wanted to share my love with some special someones. It brought me such joy to see the smiles on your faces. Thank you for this. I hope you understand how much it means to me."

She laid a smooch on Zero's cheek, and then on Obie's too. Tucked together and snuggled against her bust, they forgot all about their silly adventure. There couldn't have been any treasure out there better than her, anyway. As the candlelit bedroom slowly faded around them, and the scene transformed into one more familiar, Zero thought nothing of the reality-warping powers on display. They were as safe and content as they'd ever been, snuggled into their very own bed in time, with a familiar face pressed against the bust of the moonlight-mouthed monster hugging them close. There were no nightmares to be found that night. Only the kindness of a dark and eerie stranger, and the loving, protective care of the gentle creature turned friend and keeper alike.