Sex City
A commission from yesterday's stream, this one is for Necross Skywing, and follows a long plotline of a hypnotic bat in a police station bringing so many people under his control. I'll link back to the other stories later, when I have more time. For now, here's the end result. Sex City.
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Sex City
For Necross Skywing
By Draconicon
Axel stepped out of City Hall, staring out at the city and just admiring what he'd helped it become. It was a long journey, and several prudes had almost stopped it in its tracks several times, but it had finally come to fruition. The bat stepped to the side, allowing a leashed wolf to be led down the steps by a mouse, and he chuckled to himself as he watched an otter getting a piggy-back ride from an elephant, humping the bigger male all the while.
"Just like I hoped."
He walked down the stairs to street level, looking left and right and admiring the people that had the courage to go naked now. Artificial courage, in many cases - the amount of hypnosis that he'd done was beyond measuring, by many people - but courage nonetheless. Bodies bared of any clothing save for the sexy sort walked right down the main street, some of them swaying their dicks around, others patting their asses to get as much attention from other people as possible.
Hehehe, when the tourists start pouring in, they're not going to have a clue how to handle this, he thought to himself.
But he had many things to attend to, and many things to try out. Knowing that he'd have his father and a pet of his meet him at the end of the day, near the beach, he decided to try walking down the street and seeing how some of the cafes had transformed during this whole thing.
It didn't take long to find one that wasn't packed to the brim, and he walked in and sat down. He was the only one clothed in the entire place, with most of the waiters walking around with their dicks hanging out and only a set of nipple clamps and chains to keep their trays from falling over. He chuckled to himself, seeing some clients reaching up and tapping the tray, and it was always amusing to see the dicks of the working staff jump at the sudden pulling stimulation.
The bat leaned back, waiting for one of the servers to come to him, a rather attractive-looking rat. The rodent bowed his head, and Axel leaned up, tracing a finger along the bare neck.
"I'm surprised you aren't wearing a collar."
"It's part of regulations, sir. The boss doesn't want the clients coming in and just dragging us off-shift, not without permission, anyway."
"Heh, I understand."
He hadn't thought of that particular possibility, but he supposed with the hypnotized casualness of the city, it was certainly possible. Glancing down, he gave the rat's sheath a few pumps before letting go.
"I'll just take an Americano and a muffin, to go, please."
"Right away, sir. What sort of muffin?"
"Heh, surprise me."
The bat leaned back, putting his boots up on the table. No one stopped him; then again, he could see a wolf with his legs up, his feet getting licked by one of the servers as part of the 'services' he demanded, doubtless. Axel smirked to himself, debating getting something similar before pushing the idea out of his head. Not the best time, really, and not the best situation when he needed to see everything.
The rat returned, the muffin in a bag and his coffee in a heat-resistant cup. He smiled, taking it from the server, and stood up.
"I got your payment in my pants. Do you mind?"
"Not at all, sir."
Dexterous fingers flicked about in his pocket, reaching through it and pulling out a few dollar coins, as well as giving his cock a good squeeze. It throbbed a few times, and he almost ordered the rat down on his hands and knees. He could, these days; the rat was just one of the many servers that had that part of 'service' in their job descriptions.
But he didn't. Better not to mess with it too much, particularly not when people were still settling into their new roles. Instead, he ground his crotch right into the rat's hand, and then left the shop.
"Whoa! Sorry, sir."
Axel chuckled at the apology as he ducked under the leather display, avoiding bumping his head into the rather wide ass of a fox. He paused to see that it was a new sign for the cafe, with the sign dangling from the fox's ass, the chains connected to a thick toy that looked like it was shoved in deep. The fox blushed slightly, but not so much out of embarrassment as excitement, the bat would wager.
"Good luck with the new job, sign-holder."
"Thanks! I'll do my - mmph - best."
With a wave from the fox, he was off down the street again. He doubted it would take much longer to check out the city, or at least the edges of main street, but he was still eager to see all that he could. There were so many changes that had probably come about with this mass hypnosis, and he wanted to see each and every one of them.
Axel stepped into a toy store, and smiled as he saw that there were 'Sir's First Dildos' and 'Lady's First Butt Plugs' among the more adult toys and puzzles. There some teens eyeing the stuff, but the store owners were keeping them back for the moment.
He left that shop, stepping into a grocery store. As soon as he walked in, he saw that there were two assistants in the vegetable department, serving both as experts of where things were and how they would fit into a person when they were used like that. One of them, a vixen, was happily fucking herself with a cucumber while the other folks watched, some of the older women - and men - looking at the vegetables in a very prospective way.
He walked down the street, seeing more sign-holders like the fox back at the cafe, some of them men, some of them women. They varied between many species, balancing on the top of tall poles with signs either dangling from a toy in their asses, or from their nipples, or - occasionally - from the balls of some of the men. Each one had a personality, each one shouting to get the attention of people passing by, and each one had the look of someone that was trying so very hard not to lose their balance and fall over.
It was all so amusing, particularly when he passed by the big square on the way to the beach. There were always performing artists there, but now they were doing so many sexual things, from auto-fellatio to bondage demonstrations, all the way down to working 'magic' tricks with sensitizing creams and producing hair triggers in some of the men and women around them. It was positively electrifying...and it made him hard as a rock.
He grinned, shaking his head in amusement. This was just what the city needed to revitalize itself, he felt. There were too many resort cities across the coast, all of them with some sort of gimmick or another, but there was only one place in the world that was like this, and it was on an entirely different continent. More to the point, they weren't hypnotized, while his people were, hypnotized to do anything, where everyone was always happy to join in and be a proper slut for someone that needed to get off.
Axel slurped down the last of his coffee before tossing it into a bin, walking down onto the sand of the beach. He could see a number of people already here, some fucking, some just hanging out in the surf and the sand, but there was one pair that he knew would be waiting for him. After a few minutes of searching, he found them.
"Hello, dad, Lucas."
The bat reached down, taking the leash from his father. There was no response from the older bat; he was in pup-state, and that meant that he would only act as a dog. Lucas, the red-tailed hawk that he had brought home from their vacation and kept as a pet, was smiling, but not speaking either. They were both still under trance, and both were waiting to please him.
Hehe, better let them get to it, then. I've been holding back this whole time.
He looked for a bench and - once he found it - made his way to it. A gesture kept his father seated on the sand, while he nodded for Lucas to sit on the bench near where he'd be sitting. Axel smiled at them both, so happy to have such obedient boys waiting to give him the pleasure that he deserved. It was a good life for all of them. They didn't have to worry about making any hard decisions, and he got to have two obedient, loving, loyal slaves that were all too willing to do whatever he told them.
Pulling his cock out of his pants and his balls as well, the bat sat down and spread his legs wide. His father whimpered, holding back until the bat made the proper gesture before sliding between his legs. A long tongue started working his balls, nuzzling them, and Axel gestured to the hawk to make a move as well.
It was always such a different pleasure to fuck a cloaca compared to the other types of holes that were out there. While an ass was an ass, tight but so very smooth on the inside, and a pussy was a pussy, with more natural wetness and textures on the inside, the cloaca was something that took elements of both and became its own thing. As he pulled the lips of it open with his fingers, he knew that he'd even feel the bird's cock in there before long.
He rammed Lucas down on his cock, pulling the bird down hard enough to draw a moan from the hypnotized avian slut. His cock pressed against the bird's shaft, pinning it in place, and he ground forward, making sure that it wouldn't get hard while he was fucking his slut.
When Lucas was moaning, shivering in his grip, he slowly pushed the bird's hips back up, letting his cock start sliding out a little ways before -
WHAM!
Right back down, sliding and wet along his cock. He grinned at the sudden shriek of bird-sound that ripped from his pet's beak, but didn't stop, raising and lowering the slut on his cock again and again, slowly filling him and emptying him. The insides were tight, tight enough to make sure that his cock was constantly gripped and teased by those slippery inner walls, always moving fast enough to keep the bird's cock hidden inside.
Such a slutty bird, such a slutty little birdy, he thought as he fucked his way up, groaning at the occasional licks from his father down below. Gonna cum without ever letting your cock out? I bet you are. I bet you are.
He didn't say anything out loud. He didn't need to. It was something that he'd said to Lucas a hundred times over the past few months, conditioning the bird for something like this. As he looked around, taking in the sight of the mass orgy that was going on around him in different segments, he smiled. It was his masterpiece...and he was the master of it all.
The End