StarFuck's Adventures: The Beginning!
#1 of StarFucks Adventures
This is a StarFox fanfiction I wrote! Because you can't be a furry fanfiction writer and not do StarFox or Krystal. It just doesn't happen. Anyway this contains rough/forced sex, enjoy!
Fox groaned heavily. His forehead resting on his palm as he sat on the cot, absentmindedly looking to the side and out the barred windows of his cell. He can't believe he fell for such a stupid trap! He got too confident when the enemy didn't appear to be all that smart. Probably what this General Scales was relying on. He didn't take all those native people seriously with their fear of the general. He just hoped his team would hurry up and shoot the place up so he could make a fantastic get away and regroup. Why he came here alone in the first place armed with nothing but a staff was beyond him. Perhaps the atmosphere of the planet has mentally suppressing effects? "Oh great, I'm becoming delusional now too! And when am I going to be fed?! You don't take people prisoner just so they can starve to death!"
Fox sighed heavily and fell back across his bed, if it could be called that. It was more like a long piece of wood that was shoved really hard into the stone wall. He tapped his foot idly, imagining the things that stupid bird, Falco, would say when he was rescued. He'd have to think up a retort now while he had nothing to do. How did he get in this mess in the first place anyway?
Well, he came to this planet because he was hired to investigate what was going on on this planet. Peppy thought it would help bring in the money which his team desperately needed at the time. He remembers coming alone and unarmed so he could investigate without upsetting the locals... he realized that was probably his biggest mistake. Then trying to arm himself with a non-lethal weapon he wasn't trained in, "Next time, go with the blaster. Fuck the locals." he thought to himself spitefully. Then he was going along his merry way after meeting the locals and getting updated, something about freeing the spirits to stop Scales. He didn't realize Scales would be prepared for outside interference and stock up on advanced technology for traps. Fox fell right into the invisible pit and then was knocked out with gas.
So now Scales would most likely ID him and then try to get a ransom outta whoever Fox was sent by. He smirked at the idea of how much he'd be worth right about now. Then a loud "clang" made his ear twitch and he looked towards the cell barred door as a rather round male lizard came jingling some keys. He had a look on his face that Fox recognized and did not like to see, especially when they were naked. The lizard unlocked the door and motioned with a wave of his claw for him to leave.
Fox was a little apprehensive about following a large, naked man in prison. However, he figured if the guy tried anything he could take him and at least try to escape. The lizard was actually fairly polite considering how unceremoniously he was thrown into the cell as they walked down the halls until opening up to a large chamber. In back was a large raised platform with stairs leading to a throne. Upon that throne sat an incredibly tall and muscular lizard with a metal claw for one hand. He wore some sort of battle armor, either red or dark orange, he couldn't tell with the poor lighting in the room. He also wore some kind of horned hood which made him seem even taller.
Scales spoke first while Fox took in the entirety of the room, it was fairly large, dome shaped and had little else other then the throne, some pillars surrounding it for support and torches. Scale's voice boomed across the room though, despite how large it was, speaking in his own language which roughly translated to "Greetings little fox! I see I've caught another one! Sorry you've been waiting so long but we needed to analyze your ship. We know you're from the Great Fox and that you've been sent to investigate my planet!", fox chuckled, clearly unfazed by the situation he was in. "Look, if you know where I'm from then you should know to let me go now! If you don't my team will swoop down on you and blow this place to pieces!", despite the fox's bravado the lizards didn't seem to take his threat to heart, in fact they started laughing.
He was a little frustrated at that, surely if they have the technology they do they must have some kind of connection off-world and they'd know who they captured was not someone to be messed with! Right? Scales began speaking again and Fox was having a hard time paying enough attention to translate, "Oh yes, we know all about your friends! Bring out the bird!" he roared in between laughter. Fox's eyes widening a little, had he heard that right? Apparently he did because the next thing he heard was Falco's voice in the distance as another hallway connected to the room opened up and he saw his friend pushed along by two much more muscular lizard men. Falco looked pretty beat up.. in fact he was naked and the fox could smell sweat, blood and... semen? On him. Falco didn't say a word, he kept his eyes to the ground and grunted each time he was jabbed by one of the large lizards.
He couldn't tell in the light but the bird's eyes were glassy and he was drooling, most likely drugged. Fox couldn't be sure, he hoped he was drugged enough so he wouldn't remember this when they get outta here. He returned his gaze to Scales who was adjusting himself under his armor, which made the fox growl. "You let him go right now, you sick fuck! Otherwise I'm going to break outta here myself and kill all of you!" he was starting to lose it. He never had to deal with this kind of problem before, Falco never got caught. Ever. They were equals in the sky but fox's tendency to dive in and ask questions later usually resulted in getting in over his head, then Falco pulled him out of it. What was going on anyway!?
Scales could see the fox's emotions clearly playing out across his face in the light, his slitted eyes focused intently as a smirk crossed his scaled beak. "We caught him snooping around your ship, he was completely unarmed unlike you with your magic stick. He put up a fight but in the end I won." he said gloatingly, still speaking in his own tongue. Fox was getting used to translating it now that he wanted desperately to focus on anything other then the image of his rival in that state.
Clearly threats weren't working so Fox needed to start the bargaining before this got out of hand, he did not want to end up like Falco, but he had to maintain control of the situation or at least look like he had it in the first place. "Look, we can come to an agreement, we don't have a lot right now but surely we have enough to send us back home, right?", he tried his hardest to keep the desperation out of his voice.
Scales stared at the fox, long and hard, his gold, reptilian eyes narrowing vertically as he took stock of the situation. Now that the fox had seen what they do to their prisoners he was a lot more cooperative. Yet... by the sounds of things and with the in-tel he's gotten, the Great Fox probably doesn't have anything he desperately needed, being short on funds and all... however the fox could still give him something he wanted, he thought with a smug grin. Falco's scent was starting to permeate the room, filling it with a musky scent reeking of male pleasure. It was starting to effect the general and a plan was starting to form in his head, an evil plan to make sure that no one ever dared cross him again.
He nodded to the two muscular lizards standing beside Falco to Fox and then shouted, "Bind him!" to the chubby lizard behind the fox. How left the main chamber in a hurry as the two muscular lizards subdued the confused fox. Who groaned as he was held down, still hoping he could rely on bargaining at this time, knowing he couldn't take all of them without any sort of weapon. His arms were held behind his back and his head was held down to the ground while he rested on his knees, putting him in a somewhat awkward position. His pants felt a little too tight on his rump and he blushed as he realized the view he must be giving to the rapists of his friend.
He managed to look over to Falco, seeing the blue bird having fell to his knees the second he wasn't being held up, eyes closed and hunched over with his arms bound behind his back as well by shackles. He was definitely drugged, he looked almost unconscious, hell, maybe he was. The next thing fox realized was the audible click of shackles and the cold metal digging in just a little to his skin through his fur. Holding his paws behind his back, once his arms were bound one of the lizards stepped away while the other held his head down against the ground. He grunted as they moved up beside the fox, the one holding his head down shifted and then he felt a new pressure on the back of his head, looking up he could see directly between the lizard's legs and saw the genital slit of the barely clothed muscular lizard as his foot-claw rested on his head. He grunted and strained and finally shifted his view from the dripping wet scales to the general again, things were not going well...
Fox realized this was about the time someone would come to his rescue, when things seemed hopeless. Peppy or Slippy would burst in any moment, blasters blazing, hell even Star Wolf would be a nice treat right now. However there was nothing, Scales sat on his throne seemingly in deep thought about the situation and an eerie silence in the main hall occasionally interrupted by a grunt from the fox who was trying to ignore the very nude lizard, very male, lizards surrounding him.
Finally Scales stood up a look as if he came up with an ingenious idea, an idea that made fox begin to squirm even before he knew what it was. He shouted, "Get the recording equipment! Hook it up to the main screen! We're going to make a home movie, starring Fox McCloud and his top pilot, Falco! Hahaha! No one will challenge me after they see what we do to you, Star Fox!" the large lizard's laughter echoed seemingly endlessly as a bunch of lizards hurried about, the only one standing still was the one standing on his head, keeping Fox pinned to the floor. They quickly setup a bunch of equipment that more resembled the Generals machine base then the tribal room they were in. Lights flashed on and the whirring of things powering up in the room could be heard, Fox was getting a headache struggling to watch what was going on.
The room eventually got quieter and things seemed to settle down, Scales was sitting back down on his throne and his good claw slipped under the loincloth, Fox looked away as he began to idly rub his genital slit. Fox began to panic, he began to offer things in exchange for their freedom until he heard his own voice boom across the room echoing along with his own. Then he was let go and he sat up with a sigh of relief, his head was throbbing as he turned around to see where the noise was coming from and saw a gigantic screen with him on it angled downwards from the ceiling. He must not of noticed it with the lack of light before. Before he could ask his question Scales chimed in, his voice less excited and calmer then before, "You see, Fox. You have nothing we need, nothing to bargain with and no one is coming to help you for a long time. So we're going to have our fun with you and if you're lucky, I might even enjoy you enough to let you live."
The General nodded to the chubby lizard standing beside Fox as he got off his throne and walked over to Falco. The fox grunted and jerked around as the muscular lizard gripped him and held him still while the chubby lizard began to strip him of his clothes. It took awhile, the fox was putting up quite a fight even with his paws tight behind his back. Eventually Fox realized he was wasting valuable energy trying to stop them, unless the one behind him let go his clothes were coming off one way or another and he'd rather have them in one piece instead of cut off when he gets out of this. So he relaxed and blushed, looking away as the chubby lizard's claws poked and prodded, unable to take his vest or jacket off his his arms bound behind his back they simply cut them off. However, luckily for the fox, they didn't see a need to cut up his pants or belt since he wasn't resisting. He looked up and saw on the screen as every move he made or grunt was caught on camera, noticing the little red dot in the corner signalling this was all being recorded as well.
Fox shuddered as some strange apparatus was wheeled into the room next. The lizards pushing it looked afraid and ran off the second it clacked into place on the floor, connected and not going anywhere. He looked back and could see the General whispering to Falco, he couldn't make it all out but he did pick out a few words, "Help... Stretch... Him... Play... Die.." he didn't like any of those words, and began to silently pray that any moment Star Wolf would at least drop a bomb on them, killing them all.
Eventually Scales finished whispering to the bird after he slowly, faintly, nodded. Then he stood and waved a claw as he approached the fox who was being led to the apparatus. It looked like a black rubber bed, warped from being left out in the sun. It had the indent where someone would lay only where the head was, there was a large dip, like a bucket. Also where the waist line would be was raised up and the bucket like head-rest was going down towards the ground. Fox grimaced as he was practically carried off his feet to what looked like a custom designed rape bed. Fox knew he wasn't getting out of this now with his pride intact.
He was going to be raped and then blackmailed to keep this from leaking out on the web and destroying his reputation. McCloud was straight and the idea of being raped did not sit well with him, this isn't how things normally go! He was a hero! He saved the day! He wasn't going to let this happen! He thought over and over in his mind, even as he was thrown on top of the rubber bed and the wind was knocked from his lungs as he landed on his stomach. This allowed the lizards to cuff his ankles down to what would normally be the foot of the bed, which was angled down, the bed resembling some weird triangle. It was actually fairly comfortable, Fox realized in some strange way.
Then he look up and saw himself on the screen, the angle was from behind him to the right a little and a little above him facing down. Giving a nice view of him bent over with his face pushed down into the empty compartment where his head rested. Then he saw the General enter into the image and looked sideways to see him standing over the prone fox. He could see the Generals length slowly sliding from his slit when he felt something push up against him from behind. Something soft and not scaly at all, looking up at the screen he saw Falco grinding against his backside. He could see the birds tail feathers held up high, no shame at all about the white, thick fluid covering his rump and running down his legs.
Fox grunted and his ears pinned back, his cheeks burned bright red and he was thankful only the back of his head could be seen on screen because his eyes were starting to tear up, "Falco snap out of it! Don't you see!? They drugged you! You don't have to do this!" he shouted despite himself he could hear the desperation reverberating back from the screen recording him. Then he felt something grip his tail and pull it up, watching the screen as Falco revealed his tight, flexing pucker to the camera and how it zoomed in, making him dizzy with embarrassment. He shuddered as he felt the birds weight settle back on top of him and the camera zoom back out, the bird leaned in close, slowly. He felt the tip of Falco's beak against his ear, making it twitch, "You assume I'm being forced to do this, old pal? Do you know how long I've wanted you like this?! I'm a damn good pilot I could start my own mercenary group instead of accepting your weak payment plan! Why do you think I joined your group to begin with, Fox?", he winced as he felt a sharp sting on his rump and a loud smack and realized Falco spanked him. Falco continued, "Wanna know why no one's coming? Because I told them everything was alright, after I was 'captured'." he said, making Fox's eyes snap open wide.
Falco began to explain to Fox what went on after he was captured, how he was kept unconscious for days while Falco struggled to investigate what happened. Before being approached by the General himself and proposed a deal. How Falco agreed to keep his friends at bay as long as he got to have a piece, not caring what they do to the fox after he was done as long as he got a free ride back home to take over. Fox could hardly believe it, but Falco really drove it home when he gave out a loud grunt and used the Fox's distraction to penetrate him. Fox snapping back to reality when he felt the bird he thought was his best friend, penetrate his tight rear end, easily forcing the rest of his shaft into the squirming, bound fox.
Falco's hips soon came to rest upon Fox's rump, it took a little while to work himself into the fox who was extremely tight since he was all clenched up. Once he was in it felt amazing though and he even got to watch on the big screen in front of him every action and sound the fox made as he pulled out before slamming back in. Jerking the bed a little against it's restraints and the fox against his. Fox's nose pushed to the very bottom of the empty pillow shaped bucket head rest. The fox was groaning and trying his best not to full out cry, knowing he was being recorded, knowing the camera could see him shuddering with his ears pinned back.
Fox was sure he was bleeding, there was simply no way he could take Falco inside him with no help at all and not be torn. Especially with how rough Falco was beginning to plow into him, he began to whimper softly, begging the bird to stop. If he wasn't drugged they could still get out of this if Falco would just stop! But instead it came out more as a pathetic, "Stop.. unf! It... F-Falco! S~unftop it!", and then something struck the rubber near his head and he snapped his eyes open, looking up at the General in fear as he saw him pouring a bucket of water into the place his head rested. Realizing it was quickly going to fill up behind where his head was he immediately pushed himself up and out. Which incidentally pushed him back against Falco who gave him a spanking for a reward. He blushed deeply and shuddered as he realized the camera probably caught that too before gasping as a large scaled hand gripped the back of his neck, "Noisy bitches annoy me..." he heard the General say in his language before being shoved back into the water. He began to push himself out on instinct despite the awkward position, ignoring as his rump pushed back into one of Falco's thrusts. Yet despite how hard he resisted he couldn't and realized something was now tied behind his neck, forcing him to stay underwater. Fox began to quickly panic, he was going to drown and Falco was going to fuck him to death and steal his position!?
He stopped thrashing when he saw the large scaled claw slip into the water carrying what looked like a straw and fixed it into position over small hole before a soft whirring noise could be heard and bubbles began to shoot out from the straw. He quickly took it into his muzzle, desperate for air, and noticed that it was indeed fresh air! Now he wouldn't drown, he'd just just be completely humiliated that he'd be recorded silently accepting his rape. Should he start to struggle the straw might get dislodged from that hole after all and there was no telling if it would get fixed again.
Outside of the water Falco was enjoying himself quite a lot now that the fox was shut up. The only sounds in the main room now were the soft wet clapping of their sweaty hips and the lewd noise of his cock pumping against the fox's flesh as well as the sound of the water bubbling when Fox exhaled through his nose. Each hard thrust forcing him to blow more bubbles, making the bird and lizard grin smugly at the helpless fox. Falco got curious though, and reached a feathered claw down between the silent fox's legs, feeling the erect member of the fox hidden against the bed and his body. Stroking it teasingly and grinning down at the fox who stared up at him through the water with red cheeks, "That's right, I'm fucking you and you love it, slut." Falco thought, and knew Fox would see it on his face.
Falco was simply too overtaken though and could not hold back for long now. Finally watching his rival forced into his rightful place, unable to even make a sound as he took what was his. Gripping the fox by the knot he pulled the length down so it would rest against the end of the strange bed so when he pulled out it would be on complete display. Closing his eyes and grunting heavily, his thrusts became more erratic and rougher.
Fox grow wide eyed as all he could hear was the sound of water, his own grunts and the moans and grunts of the bird on top of him. Idly staring at Falco and the General as he seemed to watch himself from far away, it was all too much. If he didn't fall for that stupid trap door none of this would've happened he realized. He groaned as he realized Falco was actually going to cum inside him, he was straight why was all this happening!? Why was his cock so hard?
Falco groaned and threw his head back, gripping the fox's hips tightly, the room silent despite the noise he was making, as he thrust in one final time and his cock shot rope after rope of thick bird seed into Fox McCloud who was forced to accept it in complete silence, feeling his inside get filled with the traitor's seed and watch him pull out and step down. He looked up and saw a ripply version of the screen zooming in on his cum splattered rump and his hard cock pressed up against the side of the bed, the birds seed running down his white furred balls and red length.
Falco stepped off camera and Fox knew he'd probably never see him again, a warm, thick reminder coating his guts if he ever tries to confront the bird about what happened today. Then he watched as the green scales of the General appears on the screen, he was standing sideways and showing off his impressive length, much thicker and longer then the bird's. Had to be at least 11 inches long and more then an inch thick. The fox couldn't tell with the water distorting his vision, he was also talking, probably something smug and humiliating for the audience. He could make out a few words, something about how the great Fox McCloud isn't such a tough guy now, how his tail was still rais- wait what!? He lowered his tail quickly which brought a hard spanking to his rump from the Generals bad hand, the metal cutting his skin and starting to bleed a little as he yanked the fox's tail back up hard enough to almost break it. Making the fox see stars and almost lose his straw as he exhales sharply.
He shuddered as he felt the Generals pre-slickened length pressing up under his tail. Stretching him even further and with muffled far away groan amidst all the bubbles the General was inside the bound fox. It took even longer for him to get in despite the fox being well stretched and lubed now, simply because of how much longer he was then Falco. Fox was stretched in places he didn't know he had by the time he felt Scale's warm hips rest snuggly against his own. Then the General setup a quick rythm already quite close watching the Fox take his rival's seed inside him so quietly. The room filled with the sounds of wet slapping as their hips connected, some of the bird's seed splattering onto his scales as he fucked the fox, their balls banging together on every thrust and despite the pain the fox's length never went down.
The camera angle began to shift and move, catching the fox at every humiliating angle, focusing between the Generals legs as some of Falco's seed would drip off his throbbing length from the force of the thrusts, how his toes would curl on every thrust and relax as he pulled out. Then it'd shift to his side so he could watch as that fat length pumped in and out of his tailhole, watching his own flesh stretching lewdly around the hard scaled member of the reptile. Of course it only shifted to his face when he finally adjusted, catching a nice snapshot of him under the water, suckling on the tube absentmindedly looking up into the camera with shaded cheeks. When he snapped outta his reverie noticing the camera it was already gone, humiliating him further, he knew he lost. It was over for him, Falco was probably all cleaned up and on his way back to deliver the bad news about Star Fox being no more. Scales would get a new pet and he was going to have to learn to like this kinda thing a lot, fast.
He shuddered as he felt the General growing close, feeling his hips grind and knowing that any sound he made was completely blocked by the water making him look like quite the slut on camera. And then he felt it, the General seed. Funny how he noticed that before the pain of that monsterous cock plunging into him like a freight train. It kept spilling rope after rope of cum into him, his belly was even starting to bloat a little, he could feel it against the rubber bed. He closed his eyes tightly, thankful that his tears weren't visible in the water. He gasped when the General pulled out roughly, feeling something warm and wet shoot across his back. He saw the General leave the view the shot and then heard a click before the whirring sound again as the water drained out and he could breathe freely again.
Panting heavily with his fur matted and soaked he looked up at the General with hate in his eyes, who merely stared down at the fox as he idly held his member and aimed it at the fox's face. With a gentle sigh unbefitting such a large creature the General let loose a stream of hot, musky urine down into the bucket, Fox gasped in fear, ears pinned back. This was too far! Like rubbing salt into someone's wound! He closed his eyes just in time as the stream was directed to his face, he heard the General speaking again, "Fucking always makes me gotta take a piss... Oh and don't worry Fox. I decided to keep you, gonna send the video to your old friends Star Wolf and his team. See how much yer worth to'em, hahahah!" the Generals laughter got drowned out and Fox realized the bucket was filling up again. He raised his head as far as the neck restraint allowed and testingly opened one eye to look for the straw but saw it was gone! Looking up he saw it was in the Generals claw before he had to close his eye again for fear the incredibly foul smelling fluid got in.
He was starting to panic again, he couldn't breathe He needed to figure out a wa- oh no... not that he thought. His ears swiveling back behind his head. The General was going to make him drink his own piss! Fox had to comply or else he'd drown, what was the point in getting this far to drown now, in all honesty. Star Fox began to take huge gulps, barely keeping his nose above the piss level so that he could still breathe. It had a very strong taste and Fox wasn't sure he could keep it down if it weren't for the fact it'd have no where to go but back into his face. He shuddered as he could feel a draft on his rump and back due all the sperm cooling down on him. Fox could feel it running out of his torn hole and down his legs and his member throbbing between them.
As he realized he was finally starting to get somewhere and that the General finally finished urinating on him. There were no words to describe how he felt at this moment, knowing who was going to watch the entire thing, how many people would know about it. How he was completely helpless. Then he felt it, a warm, scaled paw on his length forcing him to cry out. It was all too much! Raped by his friend and then the General, forced to drink his piss and now he was going to be forced to cum from it?! Was there no justice?! Fox began to plead with the General pathetically as he finished swallowing down the last of his urine. Begging the General to allow him to keep at least some fragment of dignity! He realized he couldn't hear the echoe anymore and knew he was being muted out, by the look of his face on screen he almost looked like he was begging for something else entirely...
Wolf watched, not realizing his paw had slipped down into his pants as him and his team viewed a message from some General Scales on a private line. Not realizing the treat they'd get to witness as the last of the video shows his rival and nemesis Star Fox silently begging to cum before shooting his seed all over the floor where it belongs, facial fur stained yellow from the reptiles urine and rump raised high, tail drooped to the side exposing his cum covered ass and back. He grinned and with a cheer from his team charted a course for the planet Sauria.