# Ultimate Furry Crossover: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure Entry 29

Author: Gideon Kalve Jarvis
Tags: Alien, Anal, Batarian, Canine, Choose Your Own Adventure, Crossover, Dog, Equine, Horse, Human, Knot, Licking, M/F, Mass Effect, Oral, Pig, Pokemon, Public, Road Rovers, Rule 34, Slave, Slavery, Star Wars, Superheroes, Transformation, Violence (Not In Yiff), triceratops

Our intrepid heroes, led by Wonder Woman, press forward into the depths of the Horde battle station, little knowing what dangers they might face. Meanwhile, outside the station, Comet comes to a decision on the choice offered to him by Swift Wind.  
  
Jabba's Palace is hopping, and Zeno gets to enjoy the nightlife...at least, until Scooby Doo shows up with his little bevy, and things start to get complicated.  
  
At Castlevania, the Road Rovers talk things over with their prisoners, as well as with Taki, who seems to know a lot about such matters, and decide to get to work cleansing their captives of the taint of evil. In the most pleasurable manner possible, of course. Blitz is the one to get the most fun this time around, with Kasumi and Ayane.

Ultimate Furry Crossover: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure

Entry 29

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

 

**Vote Tallies**

Should Leatherhead’s genitals be humanlike or like a real alligator? – 8/3

 

Should Anastasia [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anastasia\_%281997\_film%29] be placed on the chopping block list? Y/N (no means she won’t be automatic fodder for a Villain Scene, but may appear elsewhere) – 6/5 – she’s on the block

 

Does Comet give into Swift Wind’s temptations? Y/N – 3/10 – no boy love

-Does not yield, but now wants Supergirl – 3 (votes here may also go to Comet corrupted)

Is Wile E. Coyote involved? Y/N – 1/6 – he’s got bigger birds to fry

 

How do our heroines approach their assault on Hordak’s space fortress?

a) Through the front door – 8 – like real heroes!

(60% chance of success, 4 successes or 3 failures)

b) By stealthy methods/the ventilation shafts – 5

c) Let’s fall back to the surface for now, and call for more assistance – 0

 

\*

 

What would you like to see next?

 

1) Scooby Doo and his girls – 4

(72% chance of success, best 2 of 3 rolls)

2) Zeno and the local slavegirls – 4

3) What Bre’r Fox and his crew are doing to their prisoners (a Villain Scene) – 2

4) Flamedramon and Wargreymon’s digital investigations –

(58% chance of success, best 2 of 3 rolls)

5) The fate of the captives – 2

 

\*

 

Where do we want the lens of our story to fall next?

 

I) What Dracula’s doing in his chamber, and with whom – 3

II) Morrigan’s team joins forces with I-No’s team to battle the zerg rush – 2

(70% chance of success, 5 successes or 3 failures, with risk of doublecrosses)

III) Morrigan works with her team only – 3

(60% chance of success, 3 successes or failures, but no risk of doublecrosses)

IV) The Road Rovers “cleanse” their smooth-skinned captives…and companions – 6 x

V) On the road back home with Toriel and company – 1

(60% chance of success, best two out of three)

 

_Additional Castlevania Vote_

Genderswap gas spread by the zerg – 1

 

**Additional Requests/Votes**

_Characters (5 votes for new character additions):_

Breath of Fire 4 characters (list those you want to see) – 3

-Cray

-Scias

-Ursula

Bubsy the Bocat (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bubsy) – 1

Clockwerk (http://slycooper.wikia.com/wiki/Clockwerk) – 3

Doom Guy – 2

Duke, Captain N’s Dog – 1

Easter Bunny (male or female?) – 1

Foxy Roxy (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Brutal:\_Paws\_of\_Fury) – 3

Gardevoir (Pokemon) – 2

Gazelle (and her tigers - http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Gazelle) – 3

Jazz Jackrabbit (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jazz\_Jackrabbit) – 1

Jenny Wakeman (http://teenagerobot.wikia.com/wiki/Jenny\_Wakeman/XJ-9) – 5 – online

Kimahri Ronso (Final Fantasy X) – 3

Lopunny (Pokemon) – 2

Marco Ubaldo Diaz (http://starvstheforcesofevil.wikia.com/wiki/Marco\_Diaz) – 2

Medicham (Pokemon) – 2

Nanaki/Red XIII (Final Fantasy VII) – 5 – flame on

Nathan Graves (http://castlevania.wikia.com/wiki/Nathan\_Graves) – 3

Neyla (http://slycooper.wikia.com/wiki/Neyla) – 3

Papyrus (Undertale) – 3

Peter, Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail Rabbit (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter\_Rabbit) – 1

Ratchet & Clank (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ratchet\_%26\_Clank – also Captain Quark) – 4

The Rescuers (Bianca and Bernard) – 1

Shanoa (http://castlevania.wikia.com/wiki/Shanoa) – 3

Star Butterfly (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Star\_Butterfly) – 3

Teemo (http://leagueoflegends.wikia.com/wiki/Teemo/Background) – 3

Zoo Crew (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain\_Carrot\_and\_His\_Amazing\_Zoo\_Crew!) – 2

 

_Characters Pending Appearance_

Alphys (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Alphys)

Anna Puma and Uni Puma (http://www.absoluteanime.com/tank\_police/sisters.htm)

Articuno (mythic encounter, Pokemon)

Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale)

Bonnie & Clyde (http://liloandstitch.wikia.com/wiki/Bonnie\_%26\_Clyde)

Casey Jones (TMNT, original flavor)

Cha Cha and Kayamba (Monster Hunter)

Dante (Devil May Cry)

Deadpool (Marvel)

Disgaea characters

-Almaz von Almandine Adamant

-Etna

-Flonne

-Laharl

-Sapphire Rodonite

-Sicily

Doggo (Undertale)

Draco (Dragonheart)

Drakengard dragons (make any desired suggestions for additions)

-Angelus

-Gabriella

-Legna

-Mikhail/Michael

Elemental and Elder Dragons (Etrian Odyssey, mythic encounter)

Fuli (http://lionking.wikia.com/wiki/Fuli)

Goris the Deathclaw (Fallout)

HK-47 (Star Wars KOTOR)

Jasiri (Lion Guard)

Judy Hopps (Disney)

Kion (Lion Guard)

Knyght (Monster Hunter…sort of - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PZPlyxbmzE&feature=youtu.be)

Kogenta (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Kogenta)

Krogans

Lucario (Pokemon)

Naga the White Serpent (http://kanzaka.wikia.com/wiki/Naga\_the\_Serpent)

Natsuki and Batanen (Hyper Police)

Nick Wilde (Disney)

Panne and Yarne (http://fireemblem.wikia.com/wiki/Panne and

http://fireemblem.wikia.com/wiki/Yarne)

Po (Kung-Fu Panda)

Pokemon additions (please make suggestions, will be non-anthro unless requested otherwise)

-Charizard

-Eevee

-Eeveelutions (all)

-Ivysaur

-Jigglypuff

-Pichu

-Pikachu

-Squirtle

Raiden (Mortal Kombat, mythic encounter)

Salarians (http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Salarian)

Sangheili (aka Elites, HALO, will also appear as villains)

sans (Undertale)

Shelly (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Shelly)

The Six Dragons (Chrono Cross)

Squirrel Girl (Marvel)

StarFox Team, Partial (list characters you want to see when you vote):

-Bill Gray

-Falco Lombardi

-Fara Phoenix

-Fay Spaniel

-Katt Monroe

-Miyu Lynx

Tail Concerto Characters

-Alicia

-Beluga Damiens (http://redthehunter.wikia.com/wiki/B%C3%A9luga\_Damiens)

-Cyan

-Flare

-Princess Theria

-Stair

-Waffle

Turians (Mass Effect)

Undyne (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Undyne)

Ursa (Gummi Bears)

Villager (Animal Crossing, Smash Bros.)

 

_Scenes (7 votes for most to happen):_

The Next Villain Scene (10 votes to take place) – 11 – now slated for occurrence

Master Tigress/Okami pairing – 7 – this will take place

Boss, the charr engineer, becomes a voyeur with Riva, the asari comm specialist – 2

Krystal starts training someone in her mental arts (Kim Possible suggested) – 5

C-3PO vs. Mettaton deathmatch – 6

Tails/Krystal – 7 – on the docket

Carmelita/Rocket – 6

Pleasure Island casino, a place for transformations – 4

Zerg led by the Queen of Blades/Kerrigan – 7 – she’s in charge

Shere Khan turns a human girl into a furry (Baroness suggested) – 14 – this will take place

Princess Luna communicates with the other groups via dreams – 4

Events at the Last Stop (since we delayed) – 2

Fox Kim Possible/Bunny Raven – 6

Updated Kaa (at least some of the time) – 7 – pity Kaa’s screentime was so brief

Godzilla meets Superpuma (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JIRG8qELuXk) – 1

Sly Cooper/Robin Hood/Carmelita Montoya Fox (Mirage addition likely) – 7 – will take place

Katt (Breath of Fire 2)/Leomon/Rei/Rajah/Kogenta (not necessarily all at once) – 3

Kim Possible/Katt – 5

Kim Possible gets in touch with family & friends – 1

Comet the Superhorse, corrupted – 7 – he’s going down that dark path

Jon Talbain/Felicia – 2

Katt/Felicia – 1

Human/Canine orgy – 4

Wile E. Coyote “eats” the (female) Roadrunner – 2

Samus.Fox McCloud – 1

Leatherhead tries to free Scarlett – 1

Catra/Scorpia (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List\_of\_Masters\_of\_the\_Universe\_characters) – 1

 

_Pending Scenes_

Mythological Encounter

Master Tigress demands a rematch with Jon Talbain

Cheshirespace and Coyote (Mythic encounter) – ongoing

Jon Talbain/Bambi

Zeke/Jon Talbain/Amaterasu wolfsome

Angela develops a bondage fetish

Master Tigress/Renamon interaction (futanari Renamon suggested)

Asriel/Toriel cleansing scene (incest very likely)

Apple family “reunion”

Daphne and Velma become weredogs (Scooby Snatches)

Taking crew measurements on the ship

Wolf Linkle (Rule 63 Link)

Carmelita/Rocket/Sly Raccoon Sandwich

Gigginox attack (http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/Gigginox)

What’s going on in the rest of the universe?

More Sam and Max silliness

Zeno/Leatherhead

Tails and Bambi dressed as girls

Tails/Stallion (mixed with crossdressing)

Genderswap Stallion

Cure Kim Possible of lycanthropy (Shego encounter first)

Stallion gets male-ified again (eventually)

Mirage’s slow turn to good

 

**Author Notes**

Present tally of all significant party changes:

Angela the gargoyle – pregnant by Red Arremer

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Caroline - pregnant by kzin

Chocolat Gelato – pregnant by Dag the coyote

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Daisy\_%28anime%29 - pregnant by pig cop

Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley – pregnant by Scooby Doo

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Johanna - pregnant by kzin

Kim Possible – pregnant by hyenas, now a blue-furred, red-haired werefox, using silver bullets

Krystal – pregnant by Stallion

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Lily\_%28Kanto%29 - pregnant by pig cop

Midna – pregnant by Wolf Link

Okami Amaterasu – pregnant by Coyote, the trickster god; has four pups on the way

Raven – now a small-sized, grey-furred bunnygirl

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Violet - pregnant by pig cop

 

**UFC Entry 29**

[Most enemies encountered are drawn from the following sources:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evil\_Warriors\_%28Masters\_of\_The\_Universe%29

http://he-man.wikia.com/wiki/Evil\_Warriors

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The\_Evil\_Horde\_%28Masters\_of\_The\_Universe%29

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The\_Snake\_Men\_%28Masters\_of\_The\_Universe%29]

 

Trembling as he felt the strong hand of Swift Wind on his broad equine chest, then caressing his barrel, Comet paused, breathing hard.  Images flashed into his mind unbidden, called up by the temptations offered to him by the beautiful winged unicorn stallion.  Images of Swift Wind, of course, but also...those of Supergirl.

 

Even as the superhorse struggled within himself, battling out what he should do in his mind and heart, Wonder Woman approached the big main doors of the outer airlock, regarding them with hands on hips.

 

“It’s big enough to let an army through,” said Stargirl, holding her hooked staff in a ready position.

 

“That’s probably the point,” Wonder Woman agreed.  “Not only is this place interfering with communications and navigation in the region, it’s got all the indications of a war craft.”  She turned to matte-clad teen next to her, her expression serious.  “Batgirl, can you break the security code and get us inside?  I’d rather not have Kara and myself tearing the doors off their hinges just yet.  Not unless we have to.”

 

[60% chance of success – rolled 22 – success #1 of 4 needed]

 

“On it,” said Batgirl, stepping forward, her eyes narrowing as she regarded the control panel.  While the two heavies on their team could open the door with their super-strength, Wonder Woman did have a good point: doing so would draw every guard, goon, and trooper in the place down on them all at once.  Just because you were doing the “kick in the door” route, didn’t mean you had to literally kick in the door…well, unless you knew there was somebody on the other side you wanted to squish, of course.  Fortunately for Batgirl, she was more than up to the task, and within minutes, the door hissed as its locking mechanism and airlock unsealed, and then it slid open otherwise soundlessly.

 

“Piece of cake,” she quipped, glancing back at the other three with her.

 

“Don’t get cocky,” said Wonder Woman, taking point once more, letting Supergirl and Stargirl flank her, while Batgirl took up the rear, making sure nothing snuck up on them.  “There’s no telling what sort of…”

 

Coming up short as she passed through the front entrance, Wonder Woman jerked back as she came face-to-face with a metal-jawed man with dark blue skin, and a green face.

 

“Hey!” exclaimed the cyborg, brandishing the hook at the end of his artificial arm.  “You aren’t supposed to be in here.  What’re you…yah!”

 

Without even letting the part-metal man finish, while all his attention was focused on Wonder Woman, Stargirl stepped forward, and neatly clipped off his hook arm with a single swipe of her star staff.  Before he could recover from this sudden de-arming, Supergirl moved from the other side, and delivered a swift right across his metal jaw.  Eyes rolling back in his head, the cyborg went down with a loud clatter.

 

“Intruders!” came a cry from down the corridor, and the four heroines traded glances as an orange-furred brute stepped out, pointed as he cried out the alert, and then turned tail and ran deeper into the station.  Wonder Woman rolled her eyes.

 

“I guess we’ll have to go hunting,” she said with a shrug, before starting forward, into the labyrinthine corridors of the battle station.  “I hate it when they run.”

 

“Then why don’t you sssleep your cares away?” came a sibilant voice from the side as the foursome stepped into another antechamber.  They turned just in time to see an olive-scaled, serpentine humanoid facing them, a wide cobra-like hood spreading wide as he opened his mouth, and a hissing sound filled the chamber – not from any speech impediment, but from…

 

“Gas!” cried out Wonder Woman, stumbling back…and right into the grasping pincers of a red-skinned humanoid, something like an anthropomorphic crab, his claws snapping shut around her arms, pulling them back, before shoving Wonder Woman forward, toward the cobra-man’s still-open mouth.

 

“Take a deep breath of Cobra Khan’s sleeping gas,” taunted the crabman.  “We could use some entertainment on board this tub, and some fresh pussy would hit the spot!”

 

[65% chance of success – rolled 35 – success #2 of 4 needed]

 

_POW!_

 

Reeling back, the cobraman went flying as Batgirl, the furthest from him, and thus the least affected, delivered a fast high kick to his jaw, snapping his mouth shut, and stopping the spread of the gas.

 

“No,” she retorted, turning to face the other goons in the room.  “_That_ hit the spot.”

 

Grinning, and the cracking her knuckles, Supergirl stepped forward, giving the clawed creature just enough time for his eyes to widen in realization of what was about to happen, right before her fist connected solidly with his face, sending him careening back against the inner bulkhead.

 

Shaking her head to clear it, Wonder Woman looked up just in time to see the shaggy, orange-furred brute charging forward, now in the fore, leading a blue-scaled fishman, a humanlike creature with a rotating cylinder with three eyes around its circumference, a bicolored, two-headed humanoid, and another scaly creature, this one with a back and long, lashing tail very much like a crocodile’s.

 

“Get ‘em, Whiplash!” cried out the orange-furred leader.  “Triclops, lay down some cover fire!”

 

“This will be a snap,” scoffed the croc-man, bending low as he spun, sending his tail lashing out with all the force of a battering ram!  At the same time, the three-eyed man walked forward, his face as emotionless as a machine, his eye-filled cylinder rotating, deadly beams blasting out with each turn.

 

[70% chance of success – rolled 18 – success #3 of 4 needed]

 

Stepping forward, Wonder Woman’s reflexes saved the heroines as she raised her bracers just in time to catch the eye-beams.  Supergirl was next to step forward, grunting softly as she caught the crocman’s tail in her mighty arms, then swung him around, flinging him aside, to land on top of the fallen crabman.  Then it was Stargirl’s turn to step forward, her star rod raised high as she answered Triclops’ energy blasts with one of her own.  Hers, however, was far more powerful, and in moments the three-eyed man was blasted back, along with the blue-scaled fishman.

 

Seeing his comrades going down, the orange-furred man turned to run, only to cry out as a bola wrapped around his legs, making him tumble forward when Batgirl jerked the guideline trailing behind the entangling cords.

 

“Talk,” said Wonder Woman, walking forward and standing over the fallen beast-man.  “Which way to your boss?  We’ve got business with him.”

 

“Doesn’t matter much,” the shaggy brute readily admitted, grinning toothily as he looked up at the raven-haired Amazon’s star-spangled crotch.  “In this place, everywhere eventually leads into the middle.  That’s where the Master is waiting for you.”  His eyes flickered briefly away, and Batgirl glanced up, following the humanoid’s eyes, before flinging a batarang, destroying an electronic eye poking out of the upper part of the wall.  “Pick whatever direction you like: you’re sure to run into some fun.”

 

Curling her lip in a sneer, Wonder Woman knocked out the beast-man with a swift kick, then looked back at her fellow adventurers.

 

“We’ve cleared out the frontrunners,” she said with a casual toss of her head toward the scattered defenders now lying unconscious around the room.  “Guess now it’s time to take our next steps.”

 

“We’re with you all the way, fearless leader,” quipped Stargirl with a jaunty salute, resting her star rod on one shoulder like a rifle.  “Just point the way, and we’ll cut these goons right down to size.”

 

“She’s right,” Supergirl agreed with a shrug.  “If this is the best these guys have to field against us, the fight’s already finished, and we haven’t even gotten started…”

 

“Surrender, intruders!” came a metallic, blaring voice, making the girls all turn their heads as a host of stomping metal troopers, each robot sporting a strange red bat-winged symbol on his chest as they fixed their glowing yellow eyes on the four heroines.  “Surrender,” and now energy rifles followed the course of the eyes, taking aim.  “Or we will open fi-“

 

“Charge!” yelled Wonder Woman, and an instant later, the women had plowed into the fray.

 

[75% chance of success – rolled 23 – success!]

 

Minutes later, Supergirl casually tossed a sparking mechanical arm aside, after having finished using it as a club to bash in the head of its former owner.

 

“See what I mean?” she added, smirking at Wonder Woman.  Looking contemplatively at the two blondes and the redheaded girl, her young charges on this mission, the dark-haired heroine considered her options.

 

Outside, Comet lay, panting, on the cold metal of the station’s outer hull.  He’d told Swift Wind where to go, and exactly how to get there.  Of course, after telling another super-stallion something like that, Comet had expected a fight, but the winged unicorn only smiled and gently tousled his forelock.

 

“You’ll come around,” he said softly in that deep, dreamy voice of his.  “After you’ve tried it for yourself.”

 

Things went dark not long after that for Comet.  He was aware of changes taking place to his body, but couldn’t tell what they were, nor could he make his sense or his limbs work, thereby removing his only way of finding out what was happening.  Now, finally, his mind was coming back to him…but not his body.  His body was _very_ different.

 

“I’ve…I’ve got hands,” said the white-furred superhorse, turning his palms wonderingly as he rose to his knees, then lifted his hands to touch his face, discovering his head, at least, hadn’t changed its shape.  He wasn’t as large as he’d been as a full-blooded horse, but somehow he knew he wasn’t any less powerful, the magic that gave him his abilities firmly in place.

 

Slowly, shakily rising to his new two feet, Comet blinked several times.  While he’d turned down Swift Wind’s offer, it had left seeds of thought in his mind.  He _did_ desire Supergirl, after all.  And, in point of fact, he desired Wonder Woman, and Stargirl, and even that human teen, Batgirl, though he wasn’t sure she’d be able to endure the rigors of bearing a super-foal.

 

Lowering himself into the classic “Thinker” pose, his hand beneath his chin, Comet paused to ponder his options.  In this new body, there were a lot more of them than he’d had in a very long time.

 

\*

 

Zeno wasn’t really exactly sure when it happened.  Sure, he liked having the two very lovely, _very_ busty slavebabes next to him as he leaned back in the booth.  He didn’t even mind them telling him their troubles, or their numerous subtle – and many not-so-subtle – hints that he should buy them, and they’d make sure he got a good price.  All the same, they were obviously nice girls, and despite the skimpy clothes they were wearing, modified harem garb, they didn’t really seem like the “loose” type.  For one thing, they kept their hands strictly above Zeno’s waistline.  Which, honestly, suited him just fine: he usually preferred people to keep their hands, and other body parts, where he could see them.

 

“It’s the red collars,” Pador, the cragmoloid cutie was explaining to Zeno.  “They come from the owner of the Last Stop casino.  I don’t want to be here when they put them on all of us serving girls.  Once that happens, we’ll lose what little freedom we’ve got.”

 

“The freedom to think whatever we want,” Phoda, the gran girl, chimed in.  “Once you’re wearing a red collar, it starts to change your mind until all you want to do is please your master.  We’ll happily do that for you,” she added hastily.  “But having your mind violated like that…”

 

“We’ll do anything, if only you’ll save us from that fate,” Pador continued.  “Anything.”

 

It was around this time that things started to get more intense for Zeno.  A lot more intense.  He wasn’t really sure what got things going, though.  Maybe it was when the band on stage, Josie and the Pussycats, finished their act and stepped out of sight, and before the main event, Jem and the Holograms, came on.  Between acts, a twi-lek girl with blue skin stepped out, singing something in Huttese as she made her way slowly through the tables and booths around the stage, away from the slot machines and game tables more toward the rear of the room.  Her voice wasn’t bad, but it was obvious, even to Zeno’s untrained ears, that she wasn’t as good as the act before her, which almost certainly meant she wasn’t going to be as good as the act that was to follow.  She was also obviously a slave, and as her number, which was rather short, drew to a close, she made her way over to Zeno’s table, drawn by the beckoning of Pador and Phoda.

 

“Vanessa doesn’t want to wear a red collar either,” Phoda supplied as the twi’lek slid across the table with all the lithe grace her species was famed for, to sinuously settle herself on top of Zeno’s lap.  “She’ll do anything, too.”

 

[http://phineasandferb.wikia.com/wiki/Vanessa\_the\_Twi'Lek]

 

“The girls are right,” Vanessa agreed, gyrating her hips on Zeno’s tight-fitting leather shorts, her toned, small bum rubbing against the _very_ sizable bulge hidden beneath the material.  “They told me they’d be on the lookout for someone strong, but gentle.”  Her hands caressed his broad chest, and she leaned forward to kiss his sternum (which was about as high as her head came on the massive triceraton, at least while she was straddling his lap).  “Someone who’d make us _very_ happy to serve him in every way, every hour of night or day.”

 

That was when the other possible catalytic event took place, the one that got things really rolling.  Up until that point, even with three lovely females vying for his attention, all three of the trio obviously willing to serve his least whim, if only he’d make some promise of taking them away from their present circumstances, Zeno had retained his typical warrior’s stoicism, focusing on the needs of his mission first and foremost.  He was there to act as a decoy, to keep attention away from the real mission headed by Rocket Raccoon, and, in a pinch, to act as the spearhead of any emergency exits that might be needed.

 

Right in the middle of reminding himself once again of the importance of his present mission, Zeno heard a familiar voice, and looked up, blinking in surprise: it was Scooby Doo!

 

“You said you’d do anything, right?” asked the heavily-muscled weredog, looking at Pador.

 

“Anything for a big spender,” the cragmoloid affirmed.

 

“Anyone who can get us out of this place,” Vanessa assured the Great Dane, squirming around on Zeno’s lap until she was facing toward the big dog, her little black dress riding up in back, then hiking upward completely as she bent forward slightly, revealing the smooth half-globes of her thong-clad blue bottom to Zeno.  Scooby, meanwhile, settled into the other side of the booth, a beautiful pale-skinned, dark-haired girl on one arm, and a cute redhead on the other, Misty, May, and Dawn crawling along behind him like dogs on leashes, before they slipped beneath the table, and out of Zeno’s sight.

 

“Here,” said Scooby, casually tossing a credchip onto the table in front of Zeno.  “That should handle anything you want.  Just pop it in the slot on that reader on the table, and you can have these three cuties served up on a silver platter.”

 

Zeno frowned as he picked up the chip, then looked at Scooby quizzically, turning the chip so Scooby could see the bright red barn embossed on its surface.  Scooby returned the look with a grin of his own.

 

“Got it from the Dark Queen,” he confided.  “Where she is now, she’s not gonna need it.  She owed you, anyway, from what I understand.  Some security work for moving resources across the desert.  That’s dangerous work, with all the lacuni and snake people and changelings, but you didn’t get paid.  So there’s your pay.  Take it, and buy you some sweet slave poontang.”  Then his eyes moved to the gran, and then to the cragmoloid, and finally to the twi’lek.  “But in return, I want you three to get me into that slave auction going on right now.”

 

[72% chance, rolled 80 – miss 1, best of 3]

 

As soon as the words left Scooby’s muzzle, a rough-looking batarian idly wandering the booths, two heavyset gammoreans a step behind, turned his head, his four eyes blinking, before he came stalking over.

 

“The Event’s invitation only,” he growled, and the capitalization of ‘Event’ was obvious in his tone.  “And I can tell right away, you don’t have an invitation.”

 

“You musta misheard, slimeball,” Scooby chuckled.  “We were talking about buying these fine ladies, then getting a party started,” he continued.  “Not surprising, though: it’s noisy in here, easy to make mistakes.”

 

“Party, huh?” the batarian said challengingly.  “Yeah, I’m not buying it.  You’ve got lotsa party favors around here,” he eyed Vanessa, Flannery, and Elesa’s breasts with lust in his four eyes, “but I don’t see any partying going…ooh.”

 

Looking down, the batarian blinked as he saw Misty kneeling before him.  Already, the skinny redhead had the front plate of his armored trousers undone, and soon after was peeling open the front flaps.  A grimace spreading across the batarian’s face, Misty had to move her head to avoid getting her eye poked, as the yellow-orange alien’s penis popped out as though it were spring-loaded (which, in a biological sense, it was, being tucked into a tight inner pocket, with a great deal of muscle tissue in place to allow a batarian to extend his willy at will).

 

For only a moment, Misty hesitated, since the batarian’s penis looked like some sort of meat-made morel mushroom, all ridged and articulated.  At least his balls looked more-or-less humanlike, though a bit more wrinkled than a human’s, the skin more rigid and thick.  But only for a moment, before Misty popped the somewhat pointed tip of the batarian prick into her mouth, and started bobbing her head with all the enthusiasm she could muster.

 

To either side of the batarian, the gamorreans were just watching, obvious and very sizable bulges in the fronts of their loincloths.  Perhaps they might have thought to continue the line of inquiry that their duty boss had started, at least eventually, had May and Dawn not been there, unbuckling the belts of the green-skinned boars, then tugging down their loincloths, letting their thick, meaty porkswords spring up into full visibility.  The brown-haired and blue-haired girls were intimidated, to say the least, at the sight of cocks about as thick as a can of soda, though at least humanlike, though uncircumcised, but they pushed past this reluctance as fast as they could.  In moments, Misty, May, and Dawn were all bobbing their heads, up and down, while kneeling before the three casino guards, wearing nothing but the translucent scraps of the slavegirl outfits they’d been made to wear as part of the operation.

 

[67% chance of success, rolled 8 – win 1, best of 3]

 

Getting into the act, Vanessa leaned back, kissing the underside of Zeno’s solid jaw (though she had to strain her neck quite a lot to do so on the massive saurian), while actively grinding herself against his shorts.  Struck with sudden inspiration, she turned and gently caressed one of Pador’s ears, making the cragmoloid girl’s cheeks darken to a flushed indigo, before turning to face Phoda, using both hands to unlatch the clasp on the front of the gran’s brassier, before tossing the garment casually aside, letting the alien girl’s three breasts bounce freely.  Phoda opened her mouth in shock at this sudden act, but didn’t have time to say anything before Vanessa kissed her, letting her own dress’ top fall forward, allowing her trim blue boobies to stroke against Phoda’s more rough-skinned tan-pink breasts.

 

The kiss was the final catalyst, as Scooby turned his head, pulling Elesa closer, before kissing the pale-skinned supermodel full on the lips.  At first she started, and even resisted, but then her cheeks flushed more deeply, her eyes closed, and she began to kiss the weredog back, her hands caressing his chest.  When Scooby turned his head away, facing toward Flannery, the redheaded gym leader was ready, and though she was still a little tentative at first, she was more than eager to kiss Scooby was as much energy and enthusiasm as he showed to her.

 

What nobody noticed, as Vanessa turned her head to start kissing down Pador’s trunk, was how the twi’lek girl slipped the batarian’s security card out of his belt (now on the floor) with the agile toes of one dainty foot, before slipping the card into Scooby’s belt with the same dexterity.

 

[72% chance of success, rolled 67 – win!]

 

Hands on the waists of the two gym leaders, Scooby carefully extracted himself from the booth, and started to make his way toward the darker, seedier side of the casino, and the strange pleasures and delights and perversions waiting beyond the high-security door at its far end.  Before he left, however, he made sure to toss Zeno a knowing wink…and also the leashes to the three girls kneeling on the floor.

 

With Vanessa grinding even more vigorously atop his lap, Zeno realized he’d just been given permission to go and enjoy himself by his present commanding officer.  Actually, it might be called an order.  After all, it was important to maintain the appearance of normalcy, to avoid attracting attention.  He’d just been the one to end up in the position of decoy.

 

As he felt the cragmoloid and gran girls kissing their ways down his chest and ribs, however, Zeno had to admit, he really didn’t mind.

 

\*

 

“Blitz,” Hunter said with an arched eyebrow, “I’m really not sure that’s what Miss Morrigan meant when she said to cleanse the prisoners.”

 

“This is _exactly_ what she meant,” affirmed the brown-furred Doberman as he quite happily caressed the pearl-smooth bottoms of the sisters, Kasumi and Ayane.  “Besides, what sort of cruel leader would put so many perfect tushies on display like this, in all shapes and wonderful sizes, and then say I’m _not_ allowed to play with them?”  He grinned widely, showing his many sharp teeth as he made the two girls moan loudly, his hands now stroking over their tense, tight, pristine little slits until the smooth flesh grew nice and flushed and puffy.  “I, for instance,” he continued, “can tell that these two are sisters, just from their tushies.  And both of them in heat at the same time, too.”

 

“In…in heat?!” exclaimed the sisters in unison, blushing as they glanced at each other for a moment, then turning their alarmed eyes back at Blitz as they began to struggle against the ropes holding their wrists bound behind their backs, and the wooden leg stocks holding them in a kneeling position, heads down, bottoms high.

 

“What are you going to do to my sister and me?” asked the older, the auburn-haired Kasumi.  “Please, I know I’m not corrupted, and I’m sure I can talk my sister out of whatever has been done to her.  Just let us go, and…”

 

_SMACK!_

 

“AAAIIIIEEEE!”

 

“Noisy little things, aren’t they?” laughed Blitz as he lifted his hand from where he’d brought it down on Kasumi’s tender, pale buttocks, the handprint left behind a bright red blazon, before forcing a moan from Ayane as he sped up the grinding of his palm’s heel against her pristine little cunny.  “But that is not a bad thing.  Aw, do not look at me that way,” he added, looking up from his play at Colleen, leaning with folded arms against one of the nearby walls, not far from where Steele was kneeling, ropes lashed around his chest, wrists bound behind his back.  “You know I like tushies best of all.  I’m just digging into the appetizers before I squeeze my schlong into the main course.  I’m not getting anybody pregnant.”

 

“You’re just lucky Sophitia and Cassandra are out in the hall with that other girl, Pyrrha,” Colleen answered, rolling her eyes.  “Ladies like that take abuse of prisoners pretty seriously, unless I’m very sorely mistaken.”

 

“No, you are right,” said the dark-haired ninja, Taki, standing not far from Colleen, her expression stoic and calm, while her apprentice, the strawberry-blonde Natsu, stood nearby, blushing furiously with her eyes fixed on Blitz’s tushie-splitter, outthrust from the opened flaps of his silver-armored trousers.  “Both of the sisters are crusaders and holy knights, serving their gods.  Paladins, I suppose you could call them.  If they weren’t so busy trying to reconnect with Sophitia’s timelost daughter, there might be trouble.  And if there was trouble with them, perhaps the only way to stop them, without killing them outright, would be to get them pregnant as well.  Then, at least, they’d be more focused on their duties of motherhood than on exacting retribution.”

 

“You don’t seem to mind much,” commented Hunter, while he rested one hand on the shoulder of the brown-haired beauty, Mai Shiranui (which was known to Hunter, since Taki had helpfully supplied the Road Rovers with the names of all the prisoners).  “Or having your apprentice there watching, either.”

 

“My reasons are twofold,” answered Taki, even as her words were momentarily interrupted as Blitz started rubbing the two sisters’ hooded clitties at a frenzied pace, making their supple young bodies start to tremble as they fought the losing battle against oncoming orgasm.  “First, I acknowledge the need to ensure each of us are properly cleansed of whatever evil spirits might be possessing us.  After all, we have been in a place of darkness for a long time: who knows what sort of evil might have worked its way into our souls, tainting our bodies and minds?”

 

“And the second one?” asked Exile, looking up as he squatted on his haunches next to pink-haired Baiken, with whom both he and Colleen seemed to have formed a sort of friendship, despite the brief interval since their meeting (whether Baiken was friends with Hunter was, of course, a moot point: _everyone_ was friends with Hunter by default, thanks to his power of being “super friendly”).

 

“It is expected for kunoichi to suffer whatever fate their captor sees fit upon capture,” Taki explained with dignity.  “We kunoichi – female ninjas – know that we face a far more grueling fate should we be taken prisoner than the typical fate of a male ninja.  We also have a far greater chance of survival, should we endure our capture well.  A male ninja would probably choose death before capture.  A kunoichi, on the other hand, will try to be captured instead, and in that case, until an opportunity for escape presents itself, will typically submit totally to her captor.”

 

These last words were punctuated as Ayane squealed loudly, her nethers clenching and convulsing as she was brought to orgasm by Blitz’s surprisingly talented fingers.  Moments later, Kasumi’s voice joined with her sister in a sweet duet of enforced rapture.  Continuing to grind their teenaged quims for a few rigorous seconds more, Blitz suddenly pulled back, and started stripping off his armor, tossing it carelessly aside, denuding his chiseled body, his stubby docked tail wagging happily above his adorable brown-and-tan butt.

 

“Time for the humping of tushies!” declared the dobieboy eagerly, before seizing the elder sister’s smooth, soft bottom, spreading her cheeks wide as she whimpered in fearful anticipation; after all, anal sex was supposed to hurt.  But instead of simply plowing in and pounding away, as his words might have indicated, Blitz plunged his muzzle downward instead, his tongue lashing out as he lavished a flurry of licks on Kasumi’s tiny anal chrysanthemum, before squeezing his thick oral organ carefully inside, working it in small, tight circles until the auburn-haired cutie was moaning, not in discomfort or pain, but in pleasure.

 

Ayane tried to crane her neck to see what it was that the bad dog was doing to her sister, especially as Kasumi’s moans grew more vociferous with her rising enjoyment.  The younger teen was quick to find out, however, as it was soon her turn, Blitz’s large, strong hands on her delicate, defenseless hiney, mauling the sensitive half-globes, then forcing them apart, before his tongue thrust inward.  The purple-haired kunoichi couldn’t hold back her loud squeal as Blitz’s tongue found her tiny white rosebud, worked against it in tight, pressured circles, and then, finally popped past the tight sphincter, penetrating her bum.

 

Watching silently, thoughtfully, as Blitz prepped the sisters’ tushies for penetration, one-armed Baiken, her one wrist bound to her ankles in lieu of another hand, finally spoke up.

 

“You’re holding us because you don’t know if we’ve been corrupted by the taint of evil around here, right?” she asked, looking between Hunter and Taki for confirmation.

 

Getting her answer, the pink-haired swordswoman looked around at her fellow prisoners: Maki, Mai, Shura, Luna, Sheeva, and Buletta Hood.  She even caught Steele’s eye for a moment, getting each and every one of their attentions before she spoke next.

 

“I guess the right thing to do, then,” she concluded, “is to get the cleansing over with.”  She heaved a long sigh, before a light smile graced her face, making her world-weary nature fade for a moment, leaving her genuinely pretty.  “I know how these sorts of evils work, too.  They get into your soul, and eat you from the inside out.  The best way to get the taint out, is with a hard, raw dose of submissive pleasure.  Let someone dominate you, force the good feelings in, and force the bad taint out.  I’m no kunoichi, but I don’t think I’ll mind letting you two boys have your way with me.  Provided,” she added, grinning at Colleen, “that I get a taste of your muff, girl.  It’s been _years_ since I’ve done anything like this, though,” she added, a moment of blushing girlish shyness and uncertainty creeping over her face and into her voice.  “So,” she bit her lower lip, “be gentle with me.  Please.”

 

“I am no sneaking assassin in the dark!” the four-armed, _very_ large and _very_ muscular woman sitting akimbo, with her many arms bound behind her back, her only clothing a very abbreviated V-shaped onepiece.  “I am Sheeva, warrior noble of the Draco-clan shokan!  None dare tame me save they can match me in might!”  She curled her lip in a sneer, revealing the sharp teeth beneath.  “None of you are worthy of this body.”  Then her expression softened.  “The one who bested me, however, the dragon of black, he is most worthy.”

 

“I’m not a kuno-whatever either,” protested the blonde girl in the Little Red Riding Hood costume.  “And you’d better not try anything on me unless you can grow parts of you back.”  She added this last with a tone of voice and smile that were so cheerful, it was easy to completely miss the menace in the words themselves.

 

Hunter glanced around, as all eyes went to him, the natural leader in the moment.  Giving a shrug, a friendly and slightly bemused smile on his face, he turned away from the protesting pair.

 

“Except those two, then,” the golden retriever said.  “Everybody else, let’s get to having fun!  Um, I mean,” he amended, blushing, his ears lowering in embarrassment at his momentary enthusiasm, “let’s make sure everybody’s not corrupted or anything.”

 

Blitz, meanwhile, hadn’t paid any attention to the proceedings.  There was really no need, not with two of the finest tushies before him that he’d ever seen in his life, up close and personal.  Instead, he slowly pulled his tongue free of Ayane’s tight teenaged butt with a wet ‘pop,’ and straightened, reaching down to grip his penis, stroking the shaft until it glistened from knot to pointed tip.

 

“I am a very lucky dog,” the Doberman exulted as he guided his cocktip to Kasumi’s tense little pucker.  “Two virgin tushies for the price of one!”

 

“Not in my bottom!” Kasumi pleaded sweetly, trying to gyrate her hips, to move her bum out of the way, even as Blitz’s powerful paws closed on her rump, squeezing her flesh tightly, and holding her quite firmly in place.  “No!  Please, it’s dirty!  Don’t put it…ah!  Aah!  _AAAH_!”

 

“Oooh!” moaned Blitz happily, his tail wagging faster than ever, as the pressure on his cock increased as he pressed forward, making the shaft bend as it tried to force itself forward…and then, suddenly, straightening out as Kasumi’s sphincter couldn’t resist any more, and Blitz’s prick popped inside her bottom, then slid all the way home, as Blitz thrust slowly and smoothly forward, until his plump tan-furred balls were squeezed tightly against Kasumi’s cunny, her copious juices soaking his short hairs.  “Such a _tight_ tushie!”

 

Ayane’s cheeks grew deeply flushed at the sights and sounds that assaulted her as her sister squirmed and squealed as she was skewered on Blitz’s pistoning penis.  The older sister’s gorgeous breasts bounced with each impact of Blitz’s hips against her bottom, and she didn’t even try to restrain the host of pleasured noises she made as the Doberman mounting her, filling her, _humping_ her just kept growing in pitch as well as volume.  And when Blitz _really_ opened up, making Kasumi’s breasts jiggle wildly, even as she was stuffed like a goose, she tried to bite down on the scream that was forcing its way out of her throat, but couldn’t hold herself back in time!

 

“Ja!” Blitz barked as Kasumi’s buns tensed up, her sphincter clenching down on him like a vise.  “That is the tightest tushie!  So good, so sweet, so…_ngh_!”

 

Kasumi’s next orgasm, as Blitz’s cum squirted into her butt, her rear pucker stretched wide as his knot stopped just barely short of popping inside, tying them together, was so vociferous, and so emphatic, Ayane couldn’t resist shuddering herself, sharing in a smaller orgasm just from shared empathy with her older sister.

 

Jerking himself free of the older teen’s tush, Blitz rolled his palms outward, spreading her buns wide, admiring his handiwork as his copious cum leaked from her well-stretched bum, which continued to clench and spasm as she went through the aftershocks of orgasm.

 

“That is a very fine little tushie,” Blitz said with the deepest approval, before making Ayane _gasp_ as he released Kasumi, letting her slump limply to the ground, and closed his strong hands on the younger teen’s upturned bottom.  “And this one is just as fine, and even littler!”

 

Wriggling desperately, Ayane looked over her shoulder, her red eyes pleading with Blitz as she whined like a puppy.  The muscular dobie, however, just grinned at her silent pleas, and leaned forward to lick her cheek teasingly before he made her squeak as he fit the tip of his prick against the tiny bullseye of her bottom.

 

“Now,” he growled, holding her tightly, “you…are…_mine_!”

 

Ayane’s squeal mingled with Blitz’s deep-throated _grunt_ as his penis popped past her tense outer ring, and began to thrust deep – _deep!_ – into her trembling, shuddering body.  And she was already cumming!  Just from insertion!

 

Her whole world rocking, Ayane didn’t know what she said, certainly didn’t know what she did, as she eagerly thrust back into each of Blitz’s thrusts, babbling about how it felt, about how she was burning up, how she was going to just explode like a firecracker.  It was too much!  It was too _good_!

 

“Yes!” she cried out, clenching down on Blitz’s cock with all her might, and then crying out “Yes!” again as she heard him _yelp!_, before her inner rectum was flooded with copious canine cream.  “Oh!  Oh!  Oh yessss…”

 

Hitting the end of her pleasure suddenly, Ayane’s energy levels bottomed out almost immediately.  Slumping forward, a smile on her sweet face, the corruption that had lifted her infernal half to the fore purged from her system, Ayane allowed herself to sink into a deep, healing slumber.

 

As for Blitz, he whined softly as he was tugged forward right along with Ayane, until he was lying face-down on top of her laid-flat body.  In their shared enthusiasm, his knot had locked itself with Ayane, and now they were tied together until such time as his knot deflated…whenever that was.

 

“Good job, Blinky,” said Colleen, rubbing the heavily-panting dobie’s head.

 

“That’s Blitz,” grumbled Blitz, too tired after his recent exertions to really put up much of a fuss.  There would be plenty of time for that later.

 

**Choices**

Another general vote:

Are Brandy Harrington, Sandy Carington, and Tiffany Turlington on the chopping block? Y/N

(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandy\_%26\_Mr.\_Whiskers

http://brandyandmrwhiskers.wikia.com/wiki/Brandy\_Harrington

http://brandyandmrwhiskers.wikia.com/wiki/Sandy\_Carington

http://brandyandmrwhiskers.wikia.com/wiki/Tiffany\_Turlington)

 

\*Superheroines

Our heroines…

1) Return to the station entrance and call for reinforcements

(75% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures – either Sailor Moon or 1-4 Marvel superheroines will join, determined randomly)

2) Engage the enemy!  Charge straight for the leader!

(50% chance of success, 3 successes or failures – they’re pretty strong, so our chances are about even)

3) Play it more low-key, taking each room nice and slow

(65% chance of success, 4 successes or 2 failures – high chance of success, but it’s easy to get overwhelmed by going too slow, and letting them pile on the attacks)

 

Additionally…

 

Comet decides to either:

-Claim the superheroines for his own (will reduce the chances of success, but increase likelihood that the bad guys don’t capture the superheroines on a failure; he will be acting on his own, and may save the heroines, but only to add them to his harem)

-Go to the aid of the superheroines (will increase chances of success)

 

Batgirl goes off on her own to gather information about what the evildoers are planning – Y/N

(If the others fail, she will remain free…at least for a while)

 

\*Jabba’s Palace

Choice of evils lie before us…or goods, depending on your point of view

a) Scooby Doo and the mysterious slave auction

(63%, best two out of three)

b) Let’s go have fun with Zeno and company

c) The fate of the captives

d) Bre’r Fox and company with their prisoners (a Villains scene)

 

\*Castlevania

The orgy will continue next time.  No vote on this section this time around.

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