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“Pleasure, so many ways to express it. Possibility an overflowing cup yet, endlessly finite. People, infinitely unique yet, they all boil down into the same ooze. Pain, endlessly possible to inflict on helpless and delicious toys. To watch it all bend and break, put it back together, nothing is better! Don't you agree?" A black furred goat swirled his hands, a few portals were closing. His red eyes practically glowed in the darkness. Many figures of different sizes and shapes occupied spaces once empty. Most of the portals quickly sealed shut. A few dusted themselves off in the aftermath, readjusting to the world around them.

The lips of the final portal closed. The sound proofed room was now filled with men of different shapes and sizes. The middle of the room was akin to an altar. A white cat lounged relaxed on a silky red bed. His dark green eyes lingered over to the looming goat with a smirk.

“I still don't get you, Alzarious. You said you weaved the universe to bring men who couldn't occupy the same space under one reality. Are you hated or something? Do the ones from your universe not thank you for the opportunity of churning them?" The cat sprawled out yawning idly. His hands played with his black hair. “If I were you, I'd personally just eat them. They don't appreciate you anyways, so, probably better off as goat fat." He swatted at the goat's flabby middle, it wobbled in his touch.

“Heh, I destroyed my origin point long ago...I think. Even if it wasn't, I don' t think they'd be too happy I devoured countless, Andrew. Many see me as the manifestation of malice, all that is evil. A ruler of pain and pleasure. I hand picked the ones that didn't try to snuff me out upon peaking into their universe. Reality is so variable, I frankly can't till you which ones came from where. Not that it will matter soon, dear. They are yours to eat. This is my offering to the most beautiful cat I've seen in my countless years of existence." Alzarious gently draped his black furry hand over the cat's soft cheek. His digits felt through each soft strand of fur. His eyes lingered down that silky slim frame, savoring the sight.

“Oh you don't need to flatter me with fancy manners of speech. I mean after all, we're just here to fuck right? You told me this was going to be a night I will never forget. 'A performance of the ages'? If I recall your exact wording." Andrew's eyes focused towards the goat's gaze. His hands rubbed along that dark fur. “Well, whatever the case is, I want all of them to use me. I want to be their fleshlight."

“Mmmn, all the actors are in place, Andrew. Life is but a stage, a fabricated farce we all pretend to play. So make sure when you give them a curtain call dear. That you enjoy every bit of their performance." The goat positioned his figure to sit on Andrew's chest. The cat smirked and raised a brow.

“If I didn't know any better I'd say you're a poet. Well, not all of you are familiar to me so, why don't the rest of you introduce yourselves while Alz gets comfy?" Andrew chuckled and rubbed along the goat's throbbing cock. That nude goat ached and eases his figure on the cat. Alzarious wiggled around a bit and his fat dick sunk all the way inside the cat's gullet. His hips thrusting as he moaned.

A pair of black jackal legs slithered down an orange wolf's gullet. His black lips formed into a smile as he walked up towards the feline. That nude wolf lined up his throbbing blue rod to Andrew's pit. “URRPPPPP! My name's Ario, heh. I ate this 'Luke' dude who was rambling about being a god. Love cocky guys, they taste great. This funny goat dude told me I could fuck your pits, sounded fun." His tail wagged, that dick pumped into Andrew's pit. A gravely moan ached from the wolf.

Another emerged from the dim lights of impressively massive room, a red badger taur. A wide smile crawled along his black lips. His lower paws sauntered over to Andrew's lips. His immense figure completely eclipsed the goat and the wolf. “Heh, I was told that I was the only Velvet that didn't throw somethin' at Lord Alzarious. Somethin' about key differences and origins. Honestly Alz, yer talk confuses me." That southern drawl drips like sweet honey from his lips. That big badger cock of his pushed into Andrew's ear. Three men now eagerly humping into a hole.

“It was a rather troubling affair. Your origin point tried to kill me, I hoped that things were better with him. Turned out not to be the case. I only ended up needing to look across the pond. A rather terrifying thought, eh? The only difference between you and him. You're thankful for the gift I gave you. You use the magic I so graciously gave you." Alzarious looked at Velvet with a giddy smile. That big taur shrugged seemingly still not fully understanding what the goat was getting at; he continued to hump Andrew's ear.

Among the shadows there was a greasy furred beast that had given up awaiting his turn. This thick monster was slowly walking into the light. Yet with his hazy and lusty snarl, that impaitence caught up to the monster.

“Are we waitn' fer an invitation or somethin'!? I am gonna go nuts if I stand still any longer listening to ya chattin' up a storm!" A large beastly man erupted from the shadows, his form leaped onto the cat's face. A snarling set of lips, sharp blue eyes. A fat throbbing, cock slipped right into the cat's nose. “If ya still got brains to think from that big fluffy bastard fuckin' yer ear, I'm Loquie. Pleasure is all mine, hot stuff!" Every word Loquie spoke was followed by some sort of snort, huff, or cackle. His drool dribbled onto that sleek furred feline. That gnoll didn't await a response to his words, that fat gnoll cock of his drilled into the cat's open nostril. His hips guided his arching form with purpose. That purpose was a need to spill his seed deep into the cat's nasal cavity.

“Patience is a virtue, Loquie, although given we've walked different worlds. I am doubtful it is familiar to you. I am Sadiq dear, Andrew. Although, you should know that well." The white feathered vulture smirked, lining up his dick to the feline's juicy cunt. Although, Loquie was far too busy pounding his fat dick in the cat's nose to respond to the vultures retort. Even the mention of universes made that gnoll's head spin. It was like white noise to that horny beast of a man.

Sadiq's hands gripped around the cat's spindly legs and pushed his throbbing rod into that wanting pussy's pussy. The vulture moaned as his hips eased into that needy cunt. A sharp moan chirped from his golden beak. His white feathers blended perfectly with the cat's silky smooth fur.

Even in the vulture's moan, there was a constant calm, it was smooth as silk. Even smoother was the motion his hips made; Every pound got a needy squeeze out of Andrew's intense folds. Pre-cum already started to ooze from the vulture's cock as he railed the cat.

There was a firm grip back on the vulture's fat dick. Those pulsing needy humps showed a man who had been so pent up. His hips moved with a sense of need, a sense of purpose. To pump that wet and needy sex. A watcher from the distance of the circle started to walk closer in. A far more casual approach than some of the others who were already partaking in the cat's needy frame.

“Funny you got me from my origin point, Alz. I suppose you already knew I was chill enough to kill. I'm not great at introductions. It's a waste of good vibes. Although I'll humor you, Andrew. I am Zen, no, literally." Zen smirked and maneuvered himself and his many tails behind Sadiq. “Pardon me, handsome, I want at that pussy's other hole." Zen chuckled and hoisted up the bird. Grinding his own dick against the vulture's ass. The kitsune pushed past Sadiq and his fat cock pumped right into that needy asshole. Andrew's eyes rolled as his holes were invaded by so many dicks at once, all those names were becoming muddy. Who was were impossible to gather with his view consumed by the sight of three men each taking a different hole in his head.

It didn't matter much now, Zen had found his place among the wild orgy. So many hips pumped at different paces but all had the same purpose. A wild blur of bodies that bumped and grinded into each other. Muffled and loud aching moans alike all howled a beautiful symphony of pleasure.

It made the kitsune whine as he found his own pace in the chaos. Every slap of his nuts against the cat's ass made him whine. A constantly relaxed expression was on his face, even in ecstasy his heart beat the same. However, his mind, let go. Many of the other men had let go all the same. Each were moaning, huffing. All that lust fed back into the demon, the conductor of it all.

There was only one man left standing outside the inner circle of sex and depravity. A revolving set of hips that are pounding away. A lemur approached the cat's unoccupied middle. “We're authors in heart, right, Alzarious. Spinners of fiction, weaving a reality for our amusement? Or at least, that's how I remember you explaining it. I find it interesting, I am the 'origin point'. Figured you'd find a better me among the universes." Kol stroked across Andrew's slender figure. “Not that I am complaining much. I think you have a rather lovely navel, Andrew. I figure all the other men humping you means you wanted me here." The lemur let out a low rumble, his fingers danced across the cat's frame. His flabby nude figure adjusted himself atop the cat. His hips found a rhythm when his dick slid deep into that waiting navel.

“Oh please Kol. If there is a better you than you, I haven't found him yet. Well, at least not in any sort of tangible sense. Hardly any pillow talk, adjust yourself, be queer, be merry, partake in our cocksleeve holding many of our dicks." Alzarious casually ached out between his moaning. That goat practically was pummeling his entire girth down the feline's throat. As if the demon was stress testing the capability of how much Andrew could handle. Kol looked up for a moment at the goat, his dick was already buried snugly into that cat's warm navel. The lemur quietly nodded.

Andrew's moans were garbled, full of goat cock, nose full of gnoll dick, hear full of an enormous badger taur cock. It was akin to a twisting storm of sensation, a dizzying world of need. Amidst the noise, Alzarious had his words snake in like a needy serpent.

“Oh my dear, Andrew. Your throat feels so good but I'm feeling something strongly. Our cast is too bloated. I think you should devour that dumb wolf. He looks so safe, so happy, let him die in elation. Snuff out that dumb dog-like wolf with your pits. Claim Ario for yourself. Give in, submit to your hunger. I know you haven't eaten nearly enough." Those words were clear as day. Alzarious, moaned, his sack suddenly filled with squirming shapes. Within those shapes, were many prey, far too many to identify. Not that Andrew was in any state to care. That cat worked hungrily to snake out an orgasm from that ever enchanting demon.

Ario was humping, howling, far too lost in pleasure to pay attention to pillow talk. That soft pit fluff felt far too good. Logic removed, indulgence granted. His hips pounded deep within the depths of that warm pit fluff. A pleasant aroma wafted into his nose, perhaps the mixture of many men bubbled it into a brew. It weakened his senses further.

That sheer bliss, that ignorant bliss. It was if Andrew's body was waiting for something. In spite of that command, the wolf was still rutting away. That lust drunk stupor was taking hold of Ario. His body was thrusting farther than he thought he could go. It was as if there was an endless pit within those fluffy pits.

His orgasm was on the horizon as was his 'curtain call'. A knot formed inside those pits, gushing wolf seed sealed Ario's fate. His moans were turned into grunts as his form folded forwards. It was pull, like a set of jaws had clamped over his figure. It was not a comfortable looking position.

That wolf desperately tried to tug back. That sense of urgency grew as he felt weaker. It was far too quick for him to have any hope for escape from his death. Yet, Ario was moaning even as his body was crumpled into the cat's pits. All Ario had become in the end was more fluff within the cat's arm crease. There was no more wolf, he was dead and gone, a bit of musk that used to be his scent lingered.

“Mmmn, yesss, cathartic! That's a good fucking kitty!" Alzarious, moans as his hot goopy cum splattered down Andrew's gullet. His nuts clenched, converting his ball snacks into more jizz to feed the cat. Not a single drop escaped the cat's wanting jaws. Every needy slurp sucked down another drop of demon cum. It was an impressively large load at that, constantly flowing downward. All while the two reveled in the end of that himbo wolf. How easily he had been packed into the cat's pits served as an overflowing euphoria, especially for Alzarious.

A cackle came from Loquie. There was even a snort that followed his gnarly muzzle. “Mmnn, there we go, I KNEW ya were evil! Yer showing every pretty colors. Well, cat are ya gonna punch me into cat snot when I cum!? I'm kinda curious if ya can heheheh! Maybe it will even hurt a whole bunch, that would be hilarious." Loquie chuckled as his nuts pumped against the muzzle.

Loquie's hips humped with fervor, pushing himself deeper as if testing the cat. Those round plump gnoll nuts bounced back and forth atop the cat's muzzle. Loquie was more or less teabagging Andrew. There wasn't so much a disgruntled whine from his receiver. It only encouraged more brutish movement from the looming gnoll. His form was almost as impressive as the massive taur in front of him.

It didn't take long for the massive gnoll to bust his load. All the moans that surrounded him was more than enough to send him over the edge. Deep into the mucus that clutched to the gnoll's cock. That nasal cavity milked the gnoll of his globs of cum. Those once full balls were being emptied right into that needy snot chute.

“Heh am I gonna die now or-" His joking tone was cut off by a sharp tug. Loquie's expression widened as his body folded. That navel cavity sucked down Loquie like it did the wolf before him. Even with his figure folded deep into the cat's nose it sounded like he was cackling. A few squishes, a few compressing crushes, that gnoll was dead.

While his death was quick, that body churning into cat snot remained for a few minutes. There were even clenches within the soft tissue of the feline's nostrils. Every press squeezed the former gnoll into more mucus. His body was more membrane than anything solid. Eventually, he was nothing more than future cat sneeze, if that even.

Almost humorously, Andrew's snout grew in size, as if the gnoll had padded out Andrew's nose and made it fatter. Alzarious almost chuckled at the sight of the fattening cat nose. However, he was far too entrenched in that cat's throat to really give it much more thought.

“Mnnn, oh I'd adore vanishing inside you next, Andrew. After all that is my purpose in life, to feed those stronger than I. All my incarnations before myself have done it, so shall I. It is part of an ever repeating cycle. Creating and destroying, becoming one with yourself. Becoming one with someone else as you change. I need it, Andrew." Zen pulled out a lotus as black as the night sky. He bit into the plant, swallowing it whole, the lotus tattoo on his body glowed. “This is the end of my current carnation, however, you shall see me again." The kitsune smiled thrusting harder into that welcoming cat ass.

That tight hole clenched on his cock. A sensation that made Zen's eyes roll. That tail hole started to suck him beneath Sadiq. Zen didn't fight it, in fact in his elation he embraced his inevitable end. That sheer elation crawled along his face was enough to speak such a fact.

The vulture was still pumping away at that needy pussy. Those wet folds completely distracted him from the entire person that brushed beneath his tail feathers. In a singular swift motion, Zen was swallowed inside the confining bowels of the ever ravenous feline.

Hazy moans filled Andrew's muffled breath, that goat cock kept all comments sealed tight. A round two all while that kitsune was converted into feline ass padding. That conversion wasn't gradual. It was all that folding made it easier for his intestines to break down his prey.

Those tight feline walls practically 'chewed' on the remnants of the kitsune. That man was being mulched into more ass padding. If that multi-tailed enigma of a creature wasn't dead before, he certainly was as cat ass fat. That big fluffy rump was extenuated in the aftermath.

Sadiq smiled and looked towards Kol and Velvet. “I want you two to humor me, which of us do you think gets to go next. You're getting pretty deep, lemur boy. Think that navel will suck you in. Perhaps I should fancy your soul into a fleshlight to celebrate the occasion. Or how about that ear, Velvet think you're gonna be brain food soon?"

Sadiq had already reached the edge of his orgasm. Those fat nuts of his slapped harshly against that inviting sex. That pussy was far better than any hole he had ever filled and it was told in his elated expression. In spite of his teasing. There came a tug from those folds. It was as if he had been quietly told his time was already up. That big bird didn't struggle. Instead, he gave into his lust.

That hot vulture seed, spewed deep into that ravenous cunt. Every inch of those wet walls was filled with spunk. Sadiq could only moan as his form folded forward. His figure engulfed dick first as it snapped. That ever insatiable pussy was filled with the feathery figure of the bird. There wasn't much of a fight he could pull off. That suction had folded his body in way were his warms were locked together.

That squished frame was no living heap of flesh. Sadiq was gone. Another life claimed by that ever insatiable cat. That body that was once full of so much life was being squished and squeezed. An insanely active metabolism which permitted that body to become more of Andrew's hot jizz. His frame didn't get the luxury of reaching into other segment's of the cat's hungry sex. That once white frame was now more cum ready to be pumped right back out.

Andrew nearly snarled as his orgasm blasted from his sex, a wet confession of the end of the vulture. Every muffled moan made him gyrate and spasm. A motion that bounced the lemur up and down. Kol was still in the midst of burying his dick into the cat's surprisingly deep navel. Then he was pressed firmly, deeply, intimately smacked into the cat's wanting sex.

His hips moved to a rhythm, an eager fervor. Kol's fat dick was buried deep into that navel. A repeated motion, a tug. It was always a tug that claimed all of Andrews previous meals. Yet Kol knew it was coming and so was he. Blasting his seed into those warm tunnels, lubricating his spiraling down the fleshy cavern. That lemur was folded like he was origami. A body made meal for that navel, churned into more the sleek feline.

Andrew was already ramming his ear into Velvet's cock. That cat was finally gaining control over his senses. Less dicks within his orifices switched off the chaos. In the still lewd and wet quiet, that cat was trying to end the humble badger. After all, he was one of the two that was holding on the longest. That big bad boy hadn't blown inside that ear.

Perhaps over stimulation squeezed on his cock, that big badger was more than eager to cum. In spite of the room growing quieter, in spite of all those sounds. It was as if all of them already had known how this night was going to play out.

Those lusty hips, his limbs moved. That taur had found his own beat, that dick dancing among the canals of the cat's ear drum. Velvet dived his dick deeper and deeper, as far as he could push his fat penis. A groan ached from his black lips. A sultry woozy sound, a rattle of his orgasm.

Another death, another orgasm, another life that was so easily concluded. Velvet's hot and heavy seed was like a dam being broken open. A geyser of semen spilled out into Andrew's brain, splashing onto the crevices. Velvet thoroughly soaked the cat's skull in ropes upon ropes of cum. His breath snarled, his body shaking. Yet again, as if a running gag, there was a tug. Velvet knew his time was up, he knew what was coming. His bulky body creaked, folding inward, he was being claimed like all the other men before him.

Those eyes of his, losing life as he folded into the slimy cat canals. There wasn't much time to scream, not even much time to savor a moan. His figure was being crammed around the brain of the cat. Velvet was being churned into gray matter. It would be a hell of sight, his figure becoming gooier and akin to globs of brain fat.

After a bit of time, that taur was more brain tar than anything else. Andrew's ear leaked globs of badger jizz, his maw still full of demon goat dick. It was impressive how long the cat was able to hold his breath. Alzarious pulled out for a moment and patted the cat's cheek.

“My my, seems it is just the two of us now. How much fun should I permit you before we close the stage. After all, there are so many eyes on us. I can't be premature about killing you. I want you just aching in anticipation. Two beings of the same coin are we not, creators in arms? A good buildup gets the blood pumping." Alzarious stood back and opened his palms, a portal opened in one of his hands. From the hole arrived another Kol, a wolf with pitch black fur.

Alzarious placed that palm on the ground, like pulling a rabbit from a hat. The wolf stood where he had placed his hand. A confused glance cascaded onto his

“Say, pawn, what are you again? Another wolf? An insatiable curiosity of his? A reflection, a hasty ink blot? Is that what you are, Kol?" The goat grinned, a wide, unnatural toothy smile.

“I don't understand what you're getting at! Who...no, what the hell are you!? How do you know my name? Where am I?" All of those questions flooded out of the wolf's maw as he looked at Andrew. His eyes widened and a snarl crawled across his lips. “What are you doing to Andrew!?"

“Oh his jaws for last couple paragraphs or so. It was background noise. I've been sort of getting bored with this script. I was told to eat him but, I want an aphrodisiac. I hope a pawn like you gets it! I am simply knocking another piece off the board of life. All creators understand that their creations are merely just pawns to knock down! It is the only purpose of silly things like yourself." Alzarious chuckled and pulled out what looked like a metallic pair of panties from a portal.

“Now, enough questions, you weren't summoned for boring chatter." That goat pushed the panties down onto the wolf's head. His black fur sunk inside with a wet squelch. A blush arose on Andrew's face.

That sex of his was being suddenly invaded by another Kol. In name alone it mirrored that lemurs. A thought like that couldn't simmer for long. Andrew's sensitive folds squeezed in yet another meal, another person to churn and crush into cum. The wolf that shared the name of the lemur had been fully fed into that needy cunt.

Walls of flesh squeezed down on the wolf's frame, his body being converted into even more cum. His life's light was just as quickly extinguished. There wasn't rhyme or reason to his demise, it simply was a matter of fact. More hot cum dribbled out Andrew's hot folds.

“Mmmn, take me now Alzarious, stop playing around with me if you're gonna make a cum stain out of me. Don't tell me you're bored again or maybe I'll excite you by showing you that you're not untouchable." Andrew winked, that cat decided not to linger on questions that didn't matter. In the end his elated state was far more suggestible. Especially in that eager tone that made him seem even more weightless.

Alz smirked and flicked his tongue. “Now now, you're the most exciting part of this feast. Now that I am even more hot and bothered. It it is time for your climax, my dear." The goat grabbed Andrew's head, all it took was a single shove. Andrew was sucked into the tight depths of that ravenous urethra. That aching dick, slobbered in pre-cum, coated, and slinking inside.

Every inch eased out another lusty and needy groan from the goat. That dick slobbered up that slinky and slim figure. After a few more 'swallows' the feline filled out the goat's fat nuts. A sloshing cauldron filled with semen. There was a dark red glow that dimly illuminated the walls of flesh. Andrew could see himself gradually churning among the sea of spunk.

Alz's nuts squeezed together, contracting, compacting the cat into jizz. Those nuts gradually batted down his meal like butter. Andrew only moaned as his creamy demise was slowly encroaching. The demon cupped his hands around his balls and cooed softly. It was a pummeling set of muscular breakdown, natural for such an unnatural being.

“Now, what shall I do when you're nothing but nut sludge. Perhaps I should have a drink from the tap, eh? Dump you into my guts, I bet you'd like that, cutie." All the demon got in response was a weakened moan. All that cum was easily pulling the features of the feline into globs of spunk.

That moaning cat was slowly, gradually becoming thicker and bigger loads. A heap of white, and as the nuts slammed together once more, there was no more Andrew. It was the death of orgy. Alzarious looked at his fat throbbing cock with a smirk.

“Well, that's that huh? I figured you might feign to put up a fight. Oh well, not a problem. Time to entertain myself for a few minutes." Alzarious, grabbed his cock and sat down on the now empty bed. His hand stroked along his long black member. That girth was impressively large all thanks to Andrew.

Every stroke elicited another moan from his deep voice. Sound that only he was allowed to hear, being as loud as he saw fit. His hands even on his own rod was like some euphoric magic. Cum was already starting to build up in his fat balls.

His movements grew sloppier, his hands occasionally slipped off his drooling rod. That dick pooling out pre-cum like a faucet that had been left on. A sizable pool was already forming as his orgasm was rising. “Mmn, almost ex kitty, come on, your time is up."

Ached, needy, and thrusting into his open mouth. Alz gushed loads of pre-cum into his waiting maw. Gulp after eager gulp. Finally, it happened, hot cum started to erupt from his ebony spire. That warm flow of cum pumped down his gullet. That gulping grew more intense, every flex of that fat cock urged another gulp from the demon.

Perhaps because he was lost in the physical and metaphorical sauce, he delved his tongue into his slit. A tale as old as time, Ouroboros seemingly consuming itself. That goat was sucked in headfirst into his own shaft. Alzarious tried to pull out but he was far too weak from the intensity of his own orgasm. His eyes were rolled to the top of his head.

Far gone and yet he was still attempting to pry himself from his own ravenous dick. No matter how hard he pulled, it only dragged himself deeper. His form bent and broke, twisted and sucked inward. It was like a black hole of fur and flesh.

A blip, and massive pile of creamy gunk painted the room white. There wasn't even a demon left in the musky mess. A room utterly decorated in a cum splatter. Yet there was no one who could claim the mess. So many lives claimed in the orgy. There were no survivors left to tell the tale of the mysterious jizz stain that lingered in the room.