The Cryptid Center Part 1, The Blight, Epilogue

Story by Trivean Warmheart on SoFurry

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Hello all,

So now we have the last part of the first Cryptid Center story; and I teased a dick scene before, so here it is now. Along with a little more about Pliv's new biology.

A bit short and simple, but don't worry. More will come in the near future.

But for now, enjoy. And for the next installment in this, hopeful, series, I will say this: The theater has many sights to see, and many memories that they hold.

First: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2147211

Previous: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2162583

Next: (Coming soon?)


Epilogue

Pliv’s POV

I walked back into the subway, finding the yellow orbs stuck to the walls, connected by

different lines to each other. The silhouettes of the criminals inside were barely visible, as each

orb let out a yellow glow.

“Lots of yellow,” I said. “So, what to do with them?”

“Keep them, for now,” said Righty. “No point in letting them go.”

“For now, until we take it all down,” said Lefty. “So, now what?”

“Well, we do this,” I said. I pulled out a knife I had grabbed from one of the criminals,

cutting into the leftover leather and fabrics around the station.

With my powers I was able to make a full body leather harness, wrapping it around my

body. I walked into one of the bathrooms, looking at myself in the mirror. A giant monster, held

back by a leather harness, with a long yellow dick standing stiff in the air.

I reached down to my crotch, wrapping my fingers around my dick, and started stroking

it.

“Hold on, does this work?” Asked Lefty. Tentacles came out of the base of my dick,

wrapping around it, stroking it and playing with it, freeing my hand.

“Ohhhhh, yeah,” I said, thrusting with the motion.

“K-Keep g-going,” said Righty.

“Ooooohhhhh yeah, we needed this,” said Lefty. He started stroking faster, it felt like

there was someone else stroking it.

The tentacles moved faster and faster, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I started

panting, my tongue hanging out of my mouth, the other two keeping pace with me. My hands

pressed against the wall as I kept thrusting, my tail swinging in the air, the leather rubbing

against me.

Until I felt the rush of adrenaline shoot through me, as my dick erupted. I threw my head

back, letting out a deafening howl, harmonized by the other two. I started panting, looking down,

seeing the fountain of white sperm spewing from my dick.

But something else happened. My black and gray fur had cracks of yellow in it, and the

yellow fur was brighter than usual. I looked up, seeing the little bit of black fur around my eyes

had turned yellow, with only my black pupils visible behind my glowing skull.

But the cracks faded, the light dimmed, and I was back to my new normal, once again.

“We… needed that,” said Righty.

“Glad to see you’re lighting up,” said Lefty.

“Yeah, urgh,” I said. My legs trembled and I started to fall backwards, as a yellow

tentacle came from the ground. It wrapped around my hips, making a seat, and pushed into my

asshole. I turned to see it come from the door.

The tentacle slid me across the ground, out into the tunnels to see that it was connected to

the system of orbs.

The tentacle had more fluid flowing into me, and I started to feel stronger, and better. As

if the orbs were powering me up. It felt filling when pressed into my body, and comfortable.

“We… We aren’t hurting them by doing this right?” I asked.

“I don’t think so,” said Lefty.

“Shouldn’t be. I’ll check again,” said Righty. “But yeah… urgh. We needed that.”

“Yeah,” said Lefty. “So, leather clad monster super hero huh?”

“That’s a mouthful,” said Righty.

“Yeah, we’ll figure out the name later,” I said, taking off the harness. I changed back into

my other clothes, taking the time to make a pair of wrist bracers with studs in them along with

studded collars; one for each neck.

“Nice, let’s go check out the theater. We can figure out the finer designs on the way,”

said Lefty.

“And what name will we apply under?” Asked Righty.

“And the cum brain has worn off,” said Lefty.

“Simple, we apply under our new name,” I said, as I headed up the stairs. “The Blight."