Because Hercules Kabuterimon is freaking awesome!
Because Hercules Kabuterimon is freaking awesome!
By Terra MGP
"Well now I should have a bit of time while the base coat dries..." Painting minis always made Ester feel rather sore once she got into hour two or three. Everyone said that after hour the first hour it was best to just take a break and stretch out so that she didn't wreck her back or ruin her eyes. Normally the young mouse woman would have paid such advice little heed and just gone on with her own plans regardless of what anyone else thought. Lately though it was becoming harder to really keep focused that long since the pain in her neck got that much worse, and considering how cross Mistress was getting when Ester worked too hard taking a break didn't seem like that bad of an idea. Setting the little Atlas figure down she wandered into the bedroom and quickly darted a paw under the bed, fishing around and grasping until finally she found the item she had been looking for, A black and green ribbed leather corset with a tiny pleated leather skirt specially sized just for her. "Now then, time for a quick change..."
A scream of pain resonated off the door of the small broom closet and back into gadgets ears as the poor mouse was violently awakened by the savage nose hooks that held the cute rodents muzzle face forward. Poor Gadget wasn't sure why the cruel mouse woman had taken him, or why he was a him at this point. One moment the small mouse had been working in her lab on a new submersible, tinkering away without a care in the world. The next thing she knew a large hand was wrapping around her and yanking her out of the tree. From there everything was a blur of pain, confusion and one degrading humiliation after another, and somewhere along the way she had apparently been subjected to some strange set of ray guns that left the formerly small mouse woman a shaking, vulnerable human sized mouseboy. Now here he stood, A tight latex unitard complete with corset lacing crushing the poor boys midsection in tight and pushing out his chest. His poor balls and the base of his cock were held tight in rough iron shod leather rings that cut him off from even urination without being catheterized oh so painfully. Worst of all though was the posture collar that held the poor mouses head firmly in place and made him totally unable to look away from his wicked tormenter. All of this was simply the result of one cruel young woman who even now was further tormenting his bound cock with the layers of latex keeping the dirty, degrading arousl she had built up from finding any satisfaction.
The Dommiemouse Slowly traced her finger around the flat little chest of her captive pet, moving the tip around in a lazy figure 8 that just barely brushed the squirming figures areolas. "Well well I knew you were a fast learner, but this was quite unexpected. Only six months and you already know to stay awake for Miss Ester. I'm amazed, it's almost worthy of a reward.... Almost." She seized one of those hard numbs between thumb and forfinger pinching down and twisting until her ears were met with that satisfying high pitched scream she had grown to enjoy. "Ah, music to my ears. I do wish that you could have stayed female, or at least been a herm for me. I think your tits would look so cute in a vice." She twisted the nipple in the opposite direction long enough to draw out another pleasingly feminine scream and watch gadget struggle against the cuffs, spreader and the nose hooks that all kept him firmly in place. "But for now the client simply wants you as some skinny, girly little boy. That means its my job as handler to make due and make sure you are used as requested. Now, why don't we see if you need another coat."
Gadget slumped down about as much as he could and tired hard not to cry. For the past six months, ever since he had been captured, it was the same thing over and over again. Hour after countless hour of lonely, nearly immobile silence in the cramped closet broken only by the occasional intrusion of his new owner to feed him, or see if he needed to use the restroom, outside of course, or to take care of the batteries in his vibrators. Every once in a while though Ester came in with something far different on her mind. Gadget knew each of these visits would only bring her cold, lonely prison to a new layer of hell, yet he had also begun to relish it, to savor the cruel affection as the only break from his lonely hell. Even now he could feel her gloved hand sliding down to cup his balls, rolling them around with a kind of quiet malice mirrored by the look on her strangely innocent face.
"Well I guess I learned one thing from all of this at least. Keep a males hole plugged up for a couple weeks or so and everything gets very, very sensitive." Once again the crushing power of the mousettes hand came to bear, this time wringing a pained sheik out of Gadget by twisting one of his engorged balls around. "Oh I bet you want me to stop too, don't you? You want me to let go and leave you alone? Is that it? Wish you were still a girl instead of this weak sissy bitch? You know if you were I'd be more than happy to keep you out all day and just play with you. I always had a crush on Miss Hackwrench after all. Too bad she got replaced." Her paw slowly moved itself up from the restrained balls crossing over the tight ring she used to help keep her toy from cumming. She started to poke and prod at the painfully and perpetually stiff member teasing him even further, seeking to draw more tears from the poor creature.
It wasn't exactly clear at the moment why this woman, who obviously had total control over his poor bound body, wouldn't have just left him a girl if she would have preferred it. Then it was hard to think about anything with his poor shaft throbbing and aching painfully with the agony of having been backed up countless times with his own cum. Gadget was even more painfully aware of this fact since the shift in gender had left him almost virginally sensitive and left the still female mind reeling to cope with the overwhelming doses of pain and pleasure he was being fed. The only relief of any sort he seemed to get was from the painful catheterization this mouse gave him when he really needed to go, but even then she always left the ring on, and quickly sealed the cockhole with even more liquid latex than before to 'compensate.' It was getting to the point where just being let out to walk around a bit and suffer whatever indignity she felt would be most amusing at the moment. Which was why when he finally felt the bonds being removed Gadget could feel the conflicting fear and relief knowing both that he would be getting out of there finally, and that what he was about to endure would be far, far worse.
Once Ester had gotten the male mouse free of all his bonds she quickly attached a leash to the collar around his neck so that she could easily control his little attempts to struggle or resist. She walked out of the closet at a rather leisurely pace which was just quick enough to make her little pet strain and struggle with each inch. It falling down on his poor little muzzle and bashing his nose into the floor. "Hurry up already will ya?" She snapped "I only have a few hours before Mistress gets home, and if I lose out on my play time because you can't get your tight little ass in gear I swear I'm going to shove a broken bottle up it." She yanked the leash nice and hard one more time to get her point across before leading him over to the bed that she shared with her Mistress, turning Gadget around and pushing him down on his ass. "Keep those legs spread bitch, if you close them..."
She didn't need to finish that thought. No matter what the now male mouse could think she might do for disobedience odds were good it would end up being so much worse. Instead he turned his face away and spread those legs back against the sides of the bed letting his abused shaft stand up straight and firm against the cruel bondage that held it. A few long, still moments later one of his tender spheres was clenched firmly between thumb and forefinger as he felt a hard squeeze crushing down on one of his swollen orbs. "Oh good god please stop!" Gadget screamed out fighting to keep his legs from closing.
"Dolly's don't beg for mercy." Ester snapped rather flippantly as she continued to palpate those throbbing blue orbs mercilessly. Of course she could easily imagine the agony her actions caused, especially considering how fresh and new the balls were. Every little flick of the fingertip seeming to send dances of electricity down his spine. "Now then lets try this again shall we? Maybe this time with something a little more fitting for a little toy like you." She pulled herself up and walked over to the wall scooping up a nice stiff flail that her own Mistress had gotten ridiculous amounts of mileage from. She whipped the lashes around in the air a few times, listening to them smack against each other before finally bringing the poor boys body with a resounding and painful whack.
Knowing what he already did about the properties of leather, and having been exposed to crops on countless occasions in his short time here Gadget found the new sense of foreboding that lash caused almost crippling. His ears folded back and legs closed unconsciously as his dominant turned around to gaze at him, looking into her eyes as fresh tears began to form. "Please Mistress, please... don't' do this. Don't hit me there, with that. Please I'll do anything you want, anything at all. Just please don't hit me down there."
Ester strolled forwards oh so slowly, letting him drink her body in like a bitter wine. Slender fingers reached down to wrap around the boys muzzle and force his face up just a painful little hair, digging his neck into the posture collar. "Dollys... don't... talk..." She stated with a glacial clarity. The weight of those words alone seemed to be enough to cow her little victim. Ester looked down with satisfaction as her pet opened his legs again revealing the still stiff lovelock and his bound balls on full display for anyone and everyone. "Better, but you should still remember who you belong to toy. You don't have any rights. I will do what I want with you. If you misbehave again I just may have to show you what happens to little boys who won't listen." She let the potential terrors flood around in Gadgets head for another moment and then simply forced the poor boy to turn around so that she could get a good glimpse at his nethers, and especially his stiff sex. "Now then mi, oh I'm sorry I guess its not miss anymore is it? Well 'mister' engineer. If you are so smart then I don't suppose counting should be to hard for you right? Even a cumaddled brain like yours shouldn't struggle too much with that. So why don't we play a little game? I'll hit those useless little hacky sacks here and..." Ester giggled bringing the full weight of the lash down on his balls.
"Ah! One Ma'am" Gadget sobbed trying hard not to think about the sudden sparks of agony that shot though his tender swollen balls. Of course he knew just what was going to happen, but at the same time there really was no way to prepare for how hard or how fast one could strike a poor defenseless boy like him in the privates. The strangest part was though that after so long with this kind of abuse, he wanted more. It was as if he could feel his old body trapped deep within. Every curve and crevasse just as he remembered it was right there locked inside of the sleek feminine boybody with no way out. At this moment as Esters first lash rang true though his body that second self, Gadgets old self, was alight with the all too familiar tingle that went though her rarely touched nethers and up that tense spine like an electrified bullet. His old self longed to feel blow after blow land at full force against her wet lips and ride that agony like a horse until finally she collapsed into a heap of fear and exhaustion and bliss.
Only one thing held that broken girl back from giving up all she was to the cruel woman now abusing her, and that was the shy, scared boy who held her trapped deep inside. "T-twelve Ma'am..." Gadget screamed realizing he had indeed been counting from rote each resoundingly painful and potentially damaging blow without so much as an afterthought to what number had come. The now lucid boy braced himself for the thriteenth blow only to feel something big and cold pushing firmly against the tight anal ring of his fluffy brown ass. Instantly all thoughts of blissfully breaking or running roughshod for the door melted as some primal aversion to this rather simple act began to gnaw away at his brain. "Mistress please don't. I'll behave this time I promise. You, you don't have to put it in me please."
Of course this begging did nothing to deflect the thick metal shaft from Gadgets now clenched pucker. If anything it simply drove Ester to put more of her admittedly modest weight behind the fake phallus she now sported. "What do I keep saying about Dollys? Is it that easy to forget you are one? Or maybe you think that I won't mind because I'm about to ream that little ass of yours until you can't stop crying, is that it?" Ester began to run her fingers oh so gently though Gadgets back fur, taking note of every stress knot and nervous twitch she came across. "You are a toy now Gasget, an object. You are a possession and nothing more. I can do whatever I want with you, and you have to listen. Now when bad little mousetoy decides to start talking when they aren't told to, and decide to act like spoiled little house pets. Well then what do you think has to happen to them? Hmmm?"
The impossibly thick strapon that Ester seemed to favor drove any attempts to respond soundly out of Gadgets mind. "Please don't Mistress" he wimpered "Please show some mercy. I'm a boy now, I'm not supposed to... to..." continued protest was readily drown out by another surprisingly hard thrust that lodged almost a foot of thick metal fake cock deep into Gadgets near virgin asshole. That last push left the poor thing sprawling out on the bed with nose and neck being tugged between the mattress, the nose hooks and his posture collar. He shattered, once again being stripped of any shred of dignity or self respect that Ester may have allowed him to have and left a hollow shell of shame and lust. "P-please... Mistress... take it out. Please... I feel so, I feel so wrong."
"Oh so now you feel wrong hmm? Now you feel dirty and disgusting. Is little Gadget telling me that its perfectly ok for her ass to get fucked raw and throbbing when shes a girl, but the second things change its such a horrible degrading ordeal." Both of the mouse girls paws reached forwards and forced their way under the lithe body, gripping at one of his sensitive nipples and giving a nice hard squeeze. "Just like a boy isn't it? The second you start thinking with that pathetic little dick you can focus on is how precious your little asshole is and how worthless you are if anyone shoves anything in it. And here I thought your supposed genius would help you intellectualize that primitive little impulse miss hack wrench. Apparently I was wrong."
There was no time to brace, no moments respite to focus on some obscure thought that could protect his self respect if not his body. Both of Esters hands found their way to a buttock and before either of them could think she was yanking that shaft out from the tight anal ring and pushing it back in with all the ferocity and savagery of a predator animal sinking its fangs into wounded prey. Gadget screamed and tried oh so hard to pull his body away as the tip of that shaft smashed again and again into his bowels seeming to ram his prostate each time. If it had not been for the massive restraints around his shaft odds were good Gadget would have cum right then and there on the bed.
Ester could feel that too. She had gotten quite used to the feeling of her new pet growing oh so eager to finally release from her abuse. Every time it took a tiny bit less to make him utter those guttural groans of need and wiggle those hips around like the little bitch in heat she had made of the other mouse. This naturally motivated the Dominant mouse even more, pushing her to thrust her long fake shaft deeper into him, wrenching out each little yelp that she could. "It hurts huh? Going so long without being able to cum." She whispered into one of those big folded ears slowly trailing her tongue along the rim. "It hurts like hell and you want me to stop. Or maybe you don't?" Both of Esters big, pointy front teeth found their way to the vulnerable ear flesh biting down just hard enough to cause a new jolt of pain though the pinned mousebois body. From there Ester found controlling the boy all too easy. All she had to do was tug back a tiny bit and feel his whole frame rail against the tight material of his corset in the futile struggle to keep that bite from piercing his ear. Likewise any movement to either side was quickly met with sharp yelps and pained attempts to move his body around, which of course just constricted his already tight rear on the penetrating shaft.
"P-please Ma'am stop, stop doing that. Y-you know how..." A fresh scream cut Gadget off as he choked on another small plea for mercy, finding it harder and harder to deal with the relentlessly pounding tool. That helpless feeling brought fresh tears to the formerly female slave as every new thrust seemed to stretch his insides in a way that he felt simply should not be. By now the dull ache in his stomach and privates had turned into a throbbing burn which seemed almost alien to the still female mind. Gadget began to cry as yet another restricted orgasm sent him reeling and thrashing held still only by those teeth guiding his ear. He simply lay there now, shivering and cringing his whole body limp and drained. "Please... please I'm begging you. No more... Please stop" the boy gasped shivering quite hard and rubbing his face against the sheets in an attempt to gain some kind of solace from the pain and humiliation.
Ester drank this in for a few moments before she let go of his ear. The mouse girl looked down at her shattered little toy and slowly, oh so slowly pulled herself out of that tight rump with a loud and jarring pop. She watched Gadget fall to the floor in a heap just at the end of her bed and nodded in approval. "Mmmm that's right. Just where you belong. Doesn't it feel so much better to be freshly fucked and used for what you are?" As always Ester took her place at the edge of the bed, looking down to her boy and patting her lap with a strange and oddly intimidating tenderness.
The freshly fucked mouse slowly pushed himself off of the floor and placed his muzzle down in Esters lap, looking up at her with those big blue eyes that still shone with innocence and intellect in spite of his new life. He felt the normally cruel hand of his owner pushing her fingers along his cheek fur and instantly let out a coo of bliss, letting each digit run along the grain of the silky, cream colored hairs and then pull back again slowly. He knew what he had to do, it was what he did every day, yet still he sought to enjoy just one more moment of that soft tenderness that seemed to be his only source of affection before leaning up and slowly touching his tongue to the shaft that had only moments ago violated him so soundly.
"That's a good boy. Which is how you are going to stay too, isn't it? You were very pretty as a girl, but we both know you didn't deserve that now did you silly?" Ester continued to run her fingers tenderly over the mousebois face and along the rim of his ear, watching as the sensitive flesh already started to bruise where she had bitten in only moments ago. "So many boys and girls have had a crush on you, and I'll admit I was one of them. But seeing you up close, like this, we both know the truth now don't we? We both know why you are here now instead of back in your lab safe and sound." Just as that tongue reached the tip of her wonderful metal strapon Ester hooked a finger under her boys chin and tilted it up, murring oh so softly.
"Y-you're... you're better than me." Gadget whimpered as his tongue began to slowly lick the tip of that shaft clean, one of the few reasons he was glad for the bi-daily enemas he was subjected to. "You are so much prettier, and smarter, and so much more innocent than I ever was." He felt the hand return to his cheek and almost melted as those fingers once again rewarded him for admitting what he was slowly coming to accept was the truth. "I am weak, have always been weak deep down. I don't deserve to be smart, or pretty, or even cared about. You deserve all of it. I don't even." he swallowed hard, the words not yet on his tongue, instead resonating in his head for the millionth time. He knew he was blushing now, knew that the warm smile on Esters pretty face was because of how low and pathetic he was. Gadget thought on all this woman had ripped away from her, from him, and for a moment couldn't help but smile. "I don't even deserve to share your sex, Mistress."
Without another word, the MouseDommie pulled her pet in close to the strapon and began to run her fingers though his hair. "That's right. I'm very proud of you little toy. Very very proud." Ester smirked and then leaned back on the bed, watching her pet continue to lick at the fake shaft oh so gently, occasionally pushing his head down to get a small whiff of her sex, careful to ensure that he did not accidentally get a lick of her warm, wet womanhood without express permission. This continued on for several minutes before she finally pushed her pet away and began to undo the harness around her hips. "Now then. Since it seems my little toy has gotten his fill, I think its time to finish up your chore for the day." She chuckled a little bit seeing the poor boy tense up at that word, leaning down and taking advantage of his semi-stunned state to put the leash back on and give it a firm tug. "Now come on. You knew this was coming. Besides it has to be at least some small comfort to know you are allowed to do this."
With Ester in the lead the two mice made their way out of the bedroom and down the hallway where Ester kept her little humble little science lab. The mass of machines, computers and test tubes always seemed to send shivers of strangely perverse pleasure down Gadgets spine. Part of him had always loved the simple, cold precision and strange charm of mechanical devices in a way his old friends never really knew or understood. Once upon a time he had been so proud of his own inventions, so excited to create something new with his own two hands and watch how it all fell into place. Now all the poor boy could do was gaze at the inventions of his Mistress, his better, and revel in the strange blissful envy of wonderful inferiority.
Ester Left her pet to marvel a bit as he always did and walked her way over to a small metal box shod with various ports and cables resting in one corner of the room. She leaned down and punched in a four digit code on the boxes small keypad, stepping back as the lid started to raise itself up revealing a curled figure with spikey rust-colored hair dressed only in a simple green and white Fuku, blindfold and ring gag. "Well now how is my favorite little client today hmm? Still feeling excited about our little arrangement?" One paw slowly traced its way along the figures back and under the dress, feeling around for the small but firm shaft that rested between her captives legs. "hehe I guess you are. But why wouldn't you be? I've been keeping up our end of the arrangement rather well I think. I got what I want... and you are certenly getting what you wanted, aren't you?" The boy shook his head frantically and tried to move, only to fall flat on his face as the bonds which secured him in the strange box knocked his body off balance., which caused Ester to bust out laughing.
"Now now silly boy you know better than that. You aren't going anywhere. If you really didn't want to give me what I wanted, you should have told me instead of trying to make silly little deals, especially ones you don't plan to honor." She just chuckled a bit and shook her head watching the poor boy suffer once more, feeling a profound sense of satisfaction. "But see I keep my end of a deal to the letter, even when dealing with a cheat and run away. You wanted Gadget, as a boy, to cum in your ass, and as soon as he does I'll be happy to let you go. Who knows maybe he will break the latex at some point." Ester looked up to Gadget and gave the boy a small nod to come forward, quickly snatching up the leash when he was close enough and pulling his face down to eye level with the bound human boys rear end. "Now my little pet, I think we both know that miss Izumi here has been more than patient in her little confined space all day. I mean he is the only reason you are here after all, the reason you are the way you are now. Don't you think its only proper to give the poor thing what he wants in return?" Even though Gadget was toughly broken, Ester knew that a spark of anger still lay in his heart, one that would be of great use to her. Fighting the urge to chuckle at the situation the mouse woman pulled her pets nose against the poor boys ass for a few seconds, and then used the leash to guide him like a dog over the body of the poor boy.
Even with the countless thin coats of latex Gadgets bound and crushed shaft he could feel the warmth of the boys cheeks as he pushed the tip of it against that tight pucker with practiced accuracy. He looked down at the boy responsible for all of this, quickly pushing the tip of his unlubed shaft into the boys rear. This of course drew a muffled scream from the poor thing under him, making the fukued boy twist around as he tried to pull free, but to no avail.
"Oh come on now." Ester laughed "Struggling like this? And here I thought this was your dream come true. Go on Gadget, you know the drill. Any mercy on this little bitch, and I will personally take it out on your backside." She slapped Gadgets ass nice and hard just once and watched the blackened mousecock bury itself in to the hilt of that tight little ass. "You know little bitch, if you had just said you wanted dear Gadget here to fuck you, that would have been so easy. Just think you could have been out of here months ago, that little ass stretched wide from your first fucking and Gadget... well I may have turned him back into a girl by now, but I doubt that I would have let my new toy go." She stood up and walked around behind Gadget now putting one foot on his ass and pushing down hard the second he pulled out again, forcing him to fuck even harder. "But no, you had to insist on a nice, thick load of mouse cum blown right up your worthless little ass. I guess you were probably hoping that I wouldn't be able to make it happen, and that's why you said it. Make sure that I couldn't hold up my end of the deal. Well I think by the time we are done with this you will understand just how dangerous it is to toy with a mouse. That is, assuming I ever let you go."
By now Gadgets hips were raising and falling faster and faster, his ears perked and eager to hear the muffled screams of the human boy now stuck under his pounding assault. Every time his shaft pushed the studded cock rings past that tight crushing opening and furry pelvis met cute little ass, their smallish sacks touching, it sent a new wave of pleasure though his body. This was the boy that had caused him so much trouble, this was the boy that had condemned the mouse to a lifetime of slavery. Worst of all though, worst of all was the fact that this boy was allowed to cum. This thought spurred the chaste mouseboi on as he smashed himself harder and harder against Izzys tight ass, all but crushing the young Digimon tamer into the ground while that mouse cock rammed against his prostate again and again without fail. As if on cue he heard the bound boy let out a loud scream and felt some backsplash as his smallish shaft sprayed a thick gout of cum onto the ground below. Of course this only made Gadget fuck even harder and faster. This boy could cum, but if Gadget had any say he was going to make the little bitch regret it.
Ester continued to watch the spectacle with a strange mix of pride and arousal. She reveled in the control she had over the other two. One, a boy who was once a girl suffering as her own eternal doll, the other a boy being fucked like a girl because of his own actions, getting what he really deserved. She watched patiently as Gadget kept moving his hips in and out faster and faster grinding himself with all the primal pent up need to relieve himself even if he knew it would only make him suffer more. Finally when she knew for a fact that the poor mouseboy was at the point of no return Ester wrapped both paws around gadgets leash and gave one nice hard yank, pulling him free of that tight and unwilling pucker with an audible pop.
Gadget cried out as best he could and threw his head back, feeling the sudden rush of cum trying to leave his body as his shaft painfully throbbed with the agony of that one last stroke that was denied to him. That failure coupled with the growing pressure within his body from the latest attempt to orgasm brought Gadget down to his knees in tears still humping the air and trying to make the pain and discomfort go away. He turned his face up to Ester and tried to nose his face into her leg only to get pushed away, tears forming quickly in those scared and needy eyes.
Both of her little pets were so cute. Izzy laying on the ground and panting trying to cope with the strangely agonizing orgasm that had come while his poor dick was still in the air, Gadget pleading once more for just the chance to cum properly, to let the pressure free for just a moment. It was such a cute scene that the lesbian mouse woman couldn't help but move a couple of fingers down to trace her tingling labia gently as she once again asserted herself over both of the bitches lives. The whole situation was so enchanting in fact, that she never really noticed the figure slowly creeping up behind her, Powerful fingers digging in to either shoulder without warning.
"Mousie..." A familiar voice growled right into Esters ear, even as one strong finger looped around the D ring in her collar and yanked the mouse around to look into those cold blue eyes. "What the fucking hell do you think you're doing?"
"So let me see if I understand you correctly." Diana said still pacing around the painfully bound and suspended mouse girl. "You were trying to buy something off of that Izzy kid in there, and he jokingly told you he wanted... what for it exactly?"
Ester pulled at the arm binder that now held her hands back at a painful angle and tried to tilt her face up, a dark blush meeting those cheeks. "H-he said he wanted a Gibson Les Paul signed by Ajay Bhatt, Two lifetime supplies of Toffee Crunch and Munch, and to be dressed like a girl while a gender swapped, human sized Gadget Hackwrench to fuck him hard and cum up his ass..." Ester let out a loud yelp as her answer was met by yet another jolt from the cattle prod, leaving the sensitive flesh of her left breast tingling with pain and rather raw in a strange way.
"I see... and you did not at any point assume that this was some kind of joke? You didn't think that maybe, just maybe, he might have given you that list because he did not want to make a deal with you?" Diana paced around her little pet once more and let out a long frustrated sigh. "But that still does not tell me why it is that you kept these two around, especially since you knew that you would be hiding them from me for... how many months now?"
"S-six..." Ester mumbled lowering her head. "I wasn't going to keep them at first, I mean I didn't have any use for any of them, and when he saw Gadget that Izzy kid handed over what I wanted. B-but then he tried to run off with most of the stuff because he didn't really want to hold up his end of the bargain. So I decided to catch him and make him fulfill his end of things. I guess I was a teensy bit vindictive."
"Vindictive? Mousie you put the boy in a special chamber every night to make his ass super tight and promote painful levels of sperm production, then you torture one of your childhood cartoon idols, as a boy, and refuse to let him cum for... six months?" Diana started to push the tip of her cattle prod into Esters ass and wiggled the wicked tool around. "So what exactly was it that you got out of all this anyways? I mean the other two items would be hard enough to get, and you apparently did all this without me finding out for half a year. What in the world did you think was worth all of that?"
"W-well..." Ester mumbled "Y-you remember that little pendant started wearing instead of my D20 a few months ago?" Any further response was quickly silenced by a painful shock right into her vulnerable ass, sending Ester reeeling against the chains that held her from the ceiling.
"You went though all of that, and hid it from me for six months... for some little pendant? Mousie what were you thinking? You have done some irresponsible things in the past but now..." Diana was silenced mid sentence by a blinding purple light emanating from the tag around Esters neck, gazing at the simple angular object with a strange purple image emboss on the small rectangular front. "What the hell is this anyways? It looks like something out of a cheesy kids cartoon."
Even as the paw touched the crest, a massive rumble shook though the house. The Chipmunk struggled to grab the wall only to feel it ripped away inches from her hand. Diana looked up in shock to see a massive gold-colored beetle monster with a huge chunk of the house itself buried in its horns. "W-what the hell is that?" she gasped taking a few steps back from the beast.
"Well" Ester mumbled softly "I... I got a little bit more than the pendent out of the deal..."