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A tall ship makes its way through tropical waters towards a quartet of islands. Two of the four seem like bones and are positioned to the east and west of the other two and thus named Eastbone and Westbone. Northernly and the largest of the four is reminiscent of a human skull. Directly to the south is the smallest of the island chain which almost looks like a human jawbone.

It is to the Jaw that the ship sets sails. A plaque on the side proclaims the name of the ship to be the Prodigal Spawn. High above is the busy black flag featuring a white octopus with a more oval like head than others of its kind juggling daggers and skulls whilst holding a large hourglass in front of it.

Wolves, dogs of all types, rabbits, gators, turtles and other kinds of humanized animals but related to each other in size as their more mundane counterparts form the crew of this pirate vessel. Down in the hold are hundreds of humans of every color in that species's rainbow. A black furred wolf with red hair comes down scratching his crotch with a look of lust in his eyes.

Many of the humans recoil and do their best to hide from a view except for a small group of females who kneel down, place their arms behind their backs and open their legs in submission. The wolf places a collar and a red on the fetching red head and leads her to a set of cuffs dangling from chains. The woman doesn't even try to resist and even aids her captor in securing her ankles and wrists.

The wolf lowers his pants and the woman opens her mouth. Without being ordered she licks his scrotum and sheath to entice his phallus out so she can suckle it. The wolf calls her "Little Red Riding Hood" with lustful admiration to which she eagerly calls him the "Big Bad Wolf" as a prelude to what comes next.

Gently sliding his blood engorged phallus into her vagina the wolf starts to slowly fuck the human as his muzzle descends to her breasts. Suckling her tits as he fucks her the human female is in total submission. When he is done a ferret pops her head in from above to remonstrate him.

"Honestly, Fen!" The ferret states loudly in mock exasperation. "Haven't you tired of raping the human bitches yet? Babbette and I are starting to consider lesbianism."

"Morrigan's tits!" Fenryx growls in response. "Would you layoff, Jenny!?! I'll attend to you a little later. I'm just making sure we have good goods to sell to the elves." He pops himself out of the human, knot and all before pulling up his pants, putting his sword belt back on and joining her upstairs. "I hope you're ready to take her place."

"Gladly!" Jenny says in an elated tone.

Back in the hold the human speaks a few arcane words and blinks back to her cage where the other prisoners take issue with her.

"You have no shame do you?" A tall and handsome growls to which she retorts:

"I didn't see any of you trying to resist. Besides I have my reasons..."

One of the other females, a dark skinned says with a glare: "Are you a total whore? Ready, willing and able to take any dick that presents itself? You're sick!"

"ENOUGH!" A doe rabbit in black leather yells while cracking a whip. "Fenryx may coddle those that submit to him but I'm getting sick and tired of the lot of you!" She wraps her whip around the leg of a random male and wishbones him against the bars of the cell he's in. "Enjoy our tender mercies you worthless hairless freaks of nature! What we do to you will be almost pleasure compared to what the elves will do to you when we reach the Jaw!"

"Having problems, Babbette?" An alligator after her to which she replies:

"Not really, Ali, do me a favor?"

"Anything for you, love," Ali says with a toothy smile. "What do you need?"

Lorelei sighs: "Eventually I'd like to make a man out of you, Ali," She kisses his crotch as the alligator, who looks like a spartan who just escaped from slavery, pats her on the head.

"Maybe when I'm feeling like going straight for an eve."

"Pull this one through the bars so I can amuse myself, please?" She indicates the still stunned male whose scrotum took the brunt of the hit when she dragged him into the bars.

"Can I have him when you're done?" Ali asks to which Babbette just smirks and nods. "Dis is gonna be fun."

The human male is a little paunchy as he is a merchant prince that their elven buyers wanted specifically as he is a professional slaver who has forced several of their countrymen and women to serve his own perverse needs. Through agents both in his employ and magically coerced to serve him he has enslaved whole villages only to work them to death or sell them to cults for sentient sacrifice and worse. Roughly pulled through the bars that looked too narrow to allow passage, they are but a combination of brute strength and a special enchantment the elves worked into the cells themselves allows this trick to be performed the obese man who in some other circles could have been a Pasha or a Sheik is literally thrown into the chains which hold him fast.

"You have no right to do this!" The human thunders which earns him a kiss on the scrotum from Lorelei's whip. "Do you have any idea who you are dealing with?"

"Actually," Babbette retorts as she begins whipping groin in earnest. "we do and that's why this is happening."

"You'll never get away with this!" He blusters before the whip slaps his facial cheeks. "When I..."

"When you what?" Ali mockingly inquires as he slaps him tails across the human's back. "You don't think you're going to be rescued do you?" A well placed punch from Ali shatters key vertebrae that allowed the human to walk.

"My LEGS!" The human cries in alarm and pain. "I can't feel my legs!"

"Be careful, Ali!" Babbette thunders. "We need him to be able to feel pain for what we're being paid to do."

"Oops! Sorry, Babs, I got carried away." Ali admits with a conciliatory tone.

Babbette says nothing but lets her actions speak for her. Rudely fondling the human's nut sack she gets him hard enough to have sex. With Ali's assistance the bunny impales herself along the human's shaft.

While she is enjoying herself the alligator fondles the human's rump. Absolute terror plays on the human's face as he's being treated like a hunk of meat to be enjoyed and the thrown away just as he has done to males and females of various species before hand.

Babbette can see Ali getting randy and says "Well don't just stand there playing with it, stick it in!" Which is a bit of verbiage that gets the human doing something he has never done in his life: beg for mercy. Unfortunately for him his cries fall on deaf ears as Ali helps himself to a virgin ass hole.

Ali and Babbette are moaning and groaning in ecstasy, as they take what they want from the flesh merchant whilst their victim screams in pain and anguish. Dark memories flood the human's mind as he is being raped. Memories of growing up in the slave trade as a master and seeing countless others feel the sting of the whip's savage kiss as well as the visceral thrill of shredding the back flesh of countless elves, dwarves, fellow humans and all throughout this he was taught that they were lesser being for not accepting the doctrine of his faith in their hearts.

He wants to cry, to break down and shed gallons of tears for the pain being visited upon him. But instead he begins to shout prayers to what he believes in his heart is the one true god. Above him members of the crew who can hear him snicker and jeer amongst themselves.

As the Prodigal Spawn approaches even closer the dreaded Sargasso comes into view. A mixture of sea weed and ever shifting coral that has claimed more sailing vessels than anyone really cares to tally up to get a sense of just how many wrecks have been perpetuated here. It takes an equal measure of skill and luck to make it through the area in one piece with plenty of wrecks ringing the islands to implicate the fate of those not so lucky.

Shipwreck Circle is well named although not all the ships whose bones lie here remain for long. Named the graveyard of ships as well, some vessels do not take their demise lightly. Ghost ships with skeleton/zombie crews patrol these waters and take a lethal toll from the living as more that a few ships here are the result of the skulduggery from a ghost ship attack in which the crew is slaughtered wholesale and the vessel set adrift.

Also lurking beneath the waves of Shipwreck Circle are a bevy of sea monsters. The waters here are too shallow to support a kraken but shell devils and umbrella octopuses are known monsters that prowl these waters in search of sailors to snack. Shore based scholars say both are related to the kraken in some way although none can agree how.

Shell devils are gigantic nautiluses with a malign intelligence. The shell alone is almost as big as a sailing ship with arms as long if not longer than your average ship's mizzenmast. Sailors in the rigging of a given ship have been snatched by the tentacles of a shell devil with the poor soul drowned when the monsters submerges to enjoy its meal.

One of the female humans manages to squeeze through a hole that has yet to repaired from the last battle the Prodigal Spawn engaged in. Unfortunately as she is free falling towards the surf and freedom as a shell devil surfaces. Instead at hitting the waters and swimming to freedom she lands on its shell butt first.

Surviving the fall is a great misfortune for the leggy blond as the shell devil's tentacles quickly capture her. A mere animal might have eaten her right then and there but a shell devil is at least partially sentient and thus cruel enough to play with its victim. On board the Prodigal Spawn the crew breaks out the anti-boarding weaponry but otherwise they clamber to the railing to watch rather than intervene.

Even Fenryx who just visited the place where the slave escaped from to rush headlong to her doom is up in the rigging with a naked Jenny intending to have his way with her instead of rescuing the foolish human femme. He has the nude ferret girl tied up lightly in the rigging itself and begins to fondle her clitoris as he licks at her tits. Jenny is getting ready mentally to enjoy the show below as she warms to her shipmate and the carnal touches he is visiting upon her.

Back down in the hold Ali and Babbette are too busy enjoying the sense of power they feel against this human who in a turn of events would be torturing them to get them to submit to him or some other potential master that he would sell them to. The human is crying as he is violated simultaneously by them both, but while a part of him might get off on all this especially

having the rabbit riding him; the fact that the gator is using him as a woman is too much as he quietly prays for death. It is truly ironic that he wishes to die to save himself the pain of living down this humiliation because of another provision in he contract that resulted in him being here in the first place.

The shell devil spreads its fetching victim before itself to allow perfect access to her body. She tears and sobs as she knows her fate as a tentacle spikes itself into her vagina whilst another invades her anus. More tentacles grope her breasts and stuffs her mouth as she begins to feel another wrap around her neck and start to squeeze.

Weeping with closed eyes the human female fights back the inadvertent moans she would otherwise elicit before the monster killed her. So instead of responding she goes limp and starts to play dead hoping to fool her attacker into dropping her and moving onto other prey. But she is not so lucky as the shell devil proceeds to tear her apart in order to feed the pieces to its waiting mouth.

Umbrella octopuses also called parasol squid or vampire squid/octopuses dive deeper than shell devils but are no less dangerous. Unlike your standard octopus the arms of an umbrella octopus are webbed together, which is what gives them such colorful monikers. Within the folds are barbed hooks which hold its prey while its serrated beak does its dirty work.

It's skin is a bloody red and the terminus of the body is what has been describes as a pair of wings. Blue eyes is what is usually ascribed to the beast which has inclined others to attach a shred of sentience while still others contest that any intelligence it may have is of a fiendish bent. It is rarely sighted on the surface of the waves in the Shipwreck Circle it has been seen attacking rowboats and similar small craft to make meals of its occupants.

While ramrodding Jenny in the rigging Fenryx notices a large red "log" floating in the weeds. He tries to ignore it after the shell devil submerges with its stolen supper, licking and suckling at Jenny's tits as he fucks her but then he catches sight of one of those blue eyes as the sinister cephalopod blackens a patch ahead of them that the ship will hit unless it is appeased. It takes no great leap of intuition to realize that the parasol squid in question is the one they were instructed to feed in their contract with the elves and so he finishes early with Jenny, something that annoys her greatly but once she realizes what is going on she sighs and gets the rope they will need from the equipment locker as she instructs some of her crew members to extend the gangplank.

Down below in the cargo hold Babette and Ali are just finishing up with their victim. Once Fen pops his head in and sees Ali finish he gives Babbette a look and she cuts him loose via undoing the cuffs; she rides him to the ground the impact shattering his left kneecap. Crying out in the tongue of his people the human begs his god to take his life so he may be spared further indignities.

Whether his god heard him or not is a matter of conjecture, Babbette did hear him and since she served a stint as a plaything in his lands recognizes the plea and becomes darkly amused. In a whisper dripping with vile mirth and in his own tongue the rabbit minstrel promises him that this wish shall be granted even though she is no djinni by any stretch of he imagination.

Horrifyingly relieved he awaits what the pirates have in store for him. Rather than allow him the limited dignity of limping to his doom the gator unceremoniously grabs his left ankle, and purposefully at that, to drag him up the stairs to the main deck. Furry faces leer and jeer at him, including (or perhaps especially) ones he recognizes as his own escaped slaves. As if he were no more than a slab of meat this highest of highborn humans gently brought into this worldly by servants and attend to by almost angelic nurses how were in fact elven slaves is tossed onto the gangplank enchanted by the very elven people he enjoyed most as his pleasure slaves.

To his own surprise his body did not bounce but stuck fast to the wood which extends itself to a point in space over the inky blackness apparently created by this magical sea beast. Below him the angry red skin, the bone white interior of its umbrella like pouch and the blackest thorns within are all only too plain to see. The serrated beak hums as it snaps its jaws not unlike an electric knife warming up.

Whilst laying there above the monster like bait dangled over a huge mouth the doomed prince becomes dimly aware of the fact that the wolf they call Fenryx is approaching with something in his right hand. It looks like a weaponized meat cleaver as if someone molded a small axe to resemble the great chopping blade made for butchering animals in preparation for cooking and Fenryx says not a word but kicks his legs off to the sides.

Placing a hand over the human's heart, Fenryx recites a quick prayer to nature and the sea to keep the human alive as much as possible and awake for the ritual he is about to perform. Despite his own lack of belief in the divinity of anything other than his own faith the human feels an odd warmth on his chest. While marveling at what sort of spell this beastial thing just cast, despite any evidence to the fact he still refuses to believe that Fenryx is anything other than just some sort of enchanted animal and certainly not a true sentient like himself, he fails to realize that Fen has cupped his balls with one hand while raising the bladed weapon over his head.

He stops marveling when Fenryx brings his cleaver down to chop away his scrotum in fell swoop. Screaming obs entities in pain the human glares at Fen and begins to belittle him when the sound of his tirades never becomes audible even as he mouths the words. He looks to the wolf for an explanation but he ignores the human's entreats as the high born noble human were no more than an animal to be slaughtered in order to appease this monster and secure passage to their final destination.

Fenryx tosses the balls to the parasol squid as if this were nothing at all. Next he also slices off the penis and tosses it to the monster before kicking up the right leg. He then proceeds to butcher the human leg like so much meat and feed it to the umbrella octopus.

After completely sectioning off the right leg Fen does the same to the left. The human is in excruciating pain and thoroughly wants to die but the ward on his chest makes sure the human can't die. At least not yet.Following the dissection of his legs comes his arms. The human is beginning to cry now, the pain and humiliation of his execution becoming too much to bear even though he himself had watched with delight as a similar torturous death had been perpetrated on those slaves that greatly displeased him. Upon the removal of both arms Fen proceeds to fillet the human's flabby abdomen and takes great care in how he carves up his victim.

With great dispassion Fenryx rips out out the human's entrails and tosses them to the greedily hungry and vile cephalopod who snaps up all with fiendish glee. Flipping the newly thinned human over Fen starts to fillet his buttocks as well. Now sure he cannot be heard the victim silently begs to be put out of his misery.

Fenryx takes out a silver snuff box from his pocket and opens it to reveal a tar like substance flecked which at looks like specks of bone. He traces a few glyphs on the human's bald head before appearing to finally give the mercy most of his victims among the ships crew feel he does not deserve. With one mighty blow Fenryx decapitates his victim before kicking headless and limbless torso into the waiting maw of the monster below.

Unbeknown st to Fenryx the black salve given to him by the elves in order to perform last rites is a necromantic balm. The head still "lives" after a fashion. He can see and hear everything around him, including the sickening sight of his own body being greedily devoured before his lifeless eyes, but the former human; now member of the undead; cannot speak as he is now without the lungs to provide the bellows to vibrate his vocal chords further mitigated by the tongue and teeth to produce such meaningful sounds that many interpret as verbal communication; though he absolutely wants to it is now physically utterly impossible for him to scream.

With the sacrifice made, which the prisoners below saw to their utter horror, the Prodigal Spawn rushes towards the Jaw at breakneck speed. The apparent course would take them straight to Freakport with just one little obstacle in the way: Jawbone Isle. Heading straight fot the lighthouse on the Jaw it seems like certain doom for the ship as it will be crushed upon the rocks, concrete and steel of the tower which gives some of the prisoners hope for a sort of Pyhrric victory after all.

However once past the point of no return the tide suddenly drops very very low to reveal a secret cave beneath the fortress like lighthouse. It is in this hidden bay that the elves take delivery of their merchandise. But not without a futile gesture of heroics on the part of one acrobatically skilled sallow skinned and dark haired female.

Leaping over her fellow inmates she knocks one of the elves down and takes her dagger in the process. But as the elven woman rolls away one of her compatriots pulls a lever which opens a trap door concealed under the almost free human female. A scream of complete surprise elicits from her lips before it is replaces by ones of pain and death as she falls into what the elves who dwell here euphemistically call "The Grinder".

A barrage of buzz saws activate and edge out from the walls as chopping scythe like blades lash out at random intervals. Cuts are small at first as she manages to twist herself away from the worst of the automated cutlery directed towards her. Until of course she falls through the razor web. A network of taught steel wire set to slice anything that lands on it, she loses a hand and a foot and it just goes downhill from there. Her equilibrium damaged it becomes that much harder to dodge the wall scythes and buzz saws. Bit by bit she loses herself in the long vertical shaft.

The bottom of the pit is festooned with spikes. First a hand and a foot are impaled here, followed by a breast and then a gentle rain of blood. Eventually her head lands neck first onto a spike upon which mice folk the size of gnomes gather up the pieces of fresh meat.