Landing in the Dark City
#1 of What Happens After.....
In our vast universe, a swirl of blue and gold, with tiny streaks of red, held many planets. The planet, Disniia, was prospuring almost up to the point where they can move out of their own galaxy to another. They have already found two planets within their solar system that had existing life on them. A black gorrila with a red mask of fur was putting on his shorts at his apartment. They were tight jeans. He liked them tight, so when a pretty hot vix' walked by on the streets at the construction camp, he could hoist up whatever load he currently would carry and let the barely seeable bulge show. It actually worked enough times for him to dress like this often. He jumped into the yellow carriage in his driveway. It was a hover Carriage, fluid pipes crossing and pulling on the sides. It bounced as he landed in the seat with enthusiasm. He back out carefully. He drove out of the safety bubble shield barrier that kept any on-foot pedestrians slipping into the sky. He let the carriage slide out into the air and let the end fall backwards. This was always fun. The back of the Carriage fell and then the tail flipped and now was going striaght down. The Gorrila pulled up and now was travelling straight to his destination. He did that every morning, it was such a rush! He traveled breazedly through the heavy, floating traffic. The levitating traffic controlers blinked strange symbols all over and lines of lights held all the vehicles from chaotic random flight. The light turned blue and the gorilla accelerated. He was getting close to the building lifted up on a pedestal traveling up from the far down ground. A beautiful pink fox woman pulled up beside him. She winked at him and pushed her chest up. She obviously was quite the tease. She pulled down her baby blue blouse and shifted up one breast to let the big ape have a show of nice black nipple flesh. Black on pink...this girl was trully quite the seducer. The gorilla starred on and on. Suddenly loud honks came in front of him and his attention came to the fact that his Carriage was in another lane. A vehicle smacked into his. The armor held up, but his steering wheel popped off and he now held the decapitated piece of vehicle in his hands, as a shock and horrified expression erupted on to his face. He crashed into the building that he was going to help build up.....in the end he just knocked a chunk out of it.
Lanse, the gorilla's name, woke up. His bare feet walked on cold, hard concrete. Clouds were black above and the sky was depressing. Things were much darker than the normal morning light he was just in before...before.. Oh my God! I...I die-', he thought in his mind. "Oh My GOD!" Lanse felt a lean arm wrap around his throat, slightly gripping his neck in its flex. "You rang.." he felt and heard a snarling voice in his ear. He felt power in it, he felt inside that voice....darkness. Lanse shivered slightly, not even wanting to move. "G...G-God?" "Well, not exactly, but I am YOUR god now. Here, nothing else owns you more than I do." He shook more. He usually would beat the living hell out of guys who acted tough, but something about the guy behind him.... "Where..where am I?" The man behind laughed. Lanse slightly jerked in surprise. "Ooh, that was sweet humor. All you Freshens give me such a laugh before I throw you into your purpose of being here." "Where's here," Lanse whispered in fear. Since he arrived, nothing but fear and terror rose in him, suppressing any confusion or coherent thoughts. The man behind leaned close to Lanse's ear and whispered. "Hell." Jerinoh reached around the big ape and grasped his open crotch instantly. Grunts erupted and the wolf smiled, pleased. 'He didn't even know he was declothed, his mind is weak,' Jerinoh thought. "What are you doing?!" the ape creature asked. "I'm making you my property. You got a problem?" Jerinoh let his Foss Flame erupt out of the palm of his gripping hand. A pure yellow flame erupted over gorilla's crotch. His eyes went wide in horror of being engulfed in burning sensations. They were burning sensations, just not in the physical sense. Absolute desire flooded is body fast as a bullet. His vains lit on fire painfully, his groin heated up instantly and his body was as hot as the flame in his groin should have been. The gorilla's cock was already out and ready, saluting to Jerinoh's power at seven inches and thick as a youngling's wrist. 'Almsot as impressive as mine,' Jerinoh thought with an eyebrow raised. "You have quite the potential...What's your name, whore?" The breath of the weak and pathetic monkey in his grasp were quick and shallow. "Lanse.." He cringed at the unbearable lust he felt. "Lanse..what?" Jerinoh raised the flame higher and it seemed to effect Lanse as he responded jerking in Jerinoh's strong grasps. "Lanse Liner." "Noooo, you mean, Lanse, my Master. You need to refer to me as Master." Jerinoh spoke calmly, as if teaching a child. "My child, you will learn. You are nothing but a child compared to the lack of knowledge I have yet to teach you." Jerinoh pushed his furred body closer. His amber red fur represented the heat he controlled in all beings that landed in his area of hell. Jerinoh began pulling up his inflamed hand along the stiff cock flesh of Lanse. The ape moaned slightly. The wolf then held the cock in his hand firmly and let go of Lanse's neck. He used the free hand to touch the back of his head and began extracting information about his knew arrival. The new Freshen. "You like my touch, Lanse?" The creature only groaned, unable to move from where he was. "I know you don't like men, why the sudden change?" Another incoherent grown. "You want to know why?" "Ye...ye.." He couldn't speak, needing release so badly, but unable to move at all. Agony, pure sexual agony. "Becuase you are now mine." Lanse let out a long grown as he felt Jerinoh's slippery cock push into the virgin asshole. "Come on, at least I lubed it up for you. But there will be time for torture later, right now it's just good initiation. Jerinoh's concentration broke off as he saw an opponent, a rival of sorts. "Drusilla," he said in a whispered voice, as if she was something he didn't wish to find. "Drusilla, what are you doing here? This is my territory." The black widow-colored bat strolled not attending to his question. She wore a black leather strap across plump breast covering her nipples only, that even a superior being such as Jerinoh found some thirst for them. He looked into her blue eyes, the thing that stuck out the most and the most dangerous as well. His mouth, on que, felt dry and his mind thought of feeding his thirst with those orbs that rested on her chest. He smiled, 'so good at what she does.' Her legs swayed seductively as they moved foward, the very short, black leather pants erupting the sounds of its rubbing. Those sounds blended in with the stomp of her high red leather boots, the same red as her long hair. The chains attached to her collar followed behind her back. They were in the shadows. She turned and looked behind her. Her right hand came up and flicked out three fingers. The chains came to life and pulled three other furry's. They came up and rested in the order as the chains were attached to her collar: one in front and two on each side. Two black, heavy muscled bulls were on hands and knees. Her favorite toys. The one in front was knew, she usually used the front collar when she personally picked up Freshens. It was a fox, female, she was pink all over and was trying to cover her breasts. Drusilla raised one different ringed finger and the foxes arms were mechanically pulled away by nothing. Her nipples were black. Lance couldn't show any recognition as he was too engulfed in lust and desire for release to think. And Drusilla had been distracting Jerinoh from moving any further into there initiation. Drusilla was enjoying her showing off. Her seductive smile was pointed at Jerinoh. Jerinoh only smiled back. His black eyes glowed with competitive excitement. He began stroking the length of Lance. Lance showed approval so obviously that the drool leacked from his lips. Drusilla smiled, she snapped her fingers and the little pink fox rapidly whimpered as she fell to the ground rolling, three fingers buried into her pussy. She rolled on the ground unable to keep still with the incredible heat pulsing through her. Lance felt the cock inside him twitch. Suddenly he felt tendrils traveling inside his body, rubbing against his inner organs. The most strangest feeling in the world, but his body responded possitve to the strange sensations. Warm slithering appendages very gently groped at certian parts in him and Lance wanted to fall on his knees by the overwhelming feelings. Jerinoh slid his hand up and down, carressing the cock flesh lovingly as he worked his 'magic' inside Lance. The seductive voice of Drusilla interrupted the quiet music of the erotic animal sounds that the two Freshens made. "Oh please, Jerinoh, that old trick?" She mocked his efforts and then snapped her fingers to best him once again. The little fox squirmed and her eyes went wide. Drusilla at the same time moved two ringed fingers and the chained bulls were tugged by the living chains. The black bulls crouched down next to the pink fox. She grabbed on to her pussy as something strange was happening to her. "This is how you do an anal trick, Jerinoh." The bulls bent down in front of the fox as penis-tipped tentacles rose from her lap. They penetrated both their asses and the fox had a blissful, open-mouthed smile as she felt at least some kind of release from her building lust. Jerinoh smiled evily. He opened his mouth wide and slammed his fangs into the neck of Lance. Lance barely moved as everything else was pulling his attention to the other strange actions. Lance felt an opening and his insides shifted around with the serpent appendages. Lance suddenly had a slit below his cock. Jerinoh let go, licking the small droplets of blood. "Now," he whispered into Lance's ear, huskily. "The only way you can get release is by going over there and mounting one of those bulls." Jerinoh released his physical hold on the gorilla and pulled his Now-normal cock out, but still keeping the lust hold on him. Lance slowly moved towards Drusilla's orgy party. Hunger filled him to the core. Suddenly he violently grabbed one of the black bulls and reached around, pulling the tentacle cock out and threw the bovine down. Lance pounced on top and slid his new female organ over the large bull cock. Lance cried out in all absolute exstacy as he felt the strange sensation of being penetrated for the first time. He stroked his own cock as he felt the sweet sweet release from the choking hold of his desire. Drusilla watched wide eyed, as if insulted by Jerinoh's actions. Still, she didn't interfere as if wanting Jerinoh's move to backfire without even her help. The bull gave out a loud moo' as he released his seed all inside Lance. Lance clenched down on the bull cock and felt absolutely flooded with hot warmth. He pumped his shaft harder as he reached his vaginal climax and then sprayed his face with his own seed, instinctively catching some in his mouth. He swallowed as his mind was nothing but a white fuzz, knowing only the instinct of being a whore. Lance collapsed on top of the bull and passed out. Jerinoh put his hand on his hips and let out a great laugh of triumph, his half-hard penis jiggling with his chuckles. Drusilla scowled him and motioned her fingers. The mounted bull pulled the gorilla off him and got on his hands and knees. She showed how pissed she was and got the chain to pull the bull to her. She motioned for him to get up. He obeyed. She reached around and instantly gripped hard as she buried her fangs into his neck. She sucked down half a dozen gulp fulls and pulled away, wiping away and sucking the precious blood. She felt relaxed again. "I will be seeing you around, Jerinoh," there wasn't as much spite in her voice as he inticipated. He smiled back to her, for some reason holding back on his gloating. Drusilla walked away, chains dragging the bulls along as the fox was just dragged on the ground, her pussy was normal again and had been content with a full-filling orgasm. She slept on the ground that dragged underneath her, smiling. Jernioh looked down at Lance. "Lance! Good job. Now we can start your new existence in my area of this new world. Your new existence as a whore to me." Lance wasn't even concious to hear it, but Jerinoh sent his words into that dreaming mind. The amber wolf snapped his fingers. A blue femal griffin came down next to Lance's downed form. Jerinoh walked up to the beautiful creature. He slipped a finger under her spiked collar of complete silver. He pulled its beak close. "Give daddy a kiss." He turned his face. It laid a long lick with its tongue that was the size of his hand. "Good girl." He caressed its right breast, his claw slipping over its sensitive nipple. It showed its true lust for him. Jerinoh enjoyed this creature as he customized it well. It was nothing but a slut. It was so broken that it didn't even know how to speak its old language, it only knew to obey. "Okay, girl, take our new property back to the throne. I want to personally handle him." A few deep, evil chuckles jiggled around inside him as he smiled with a toothy grin.....