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The first chapter was a sight for sight dream that I had and the subsequent chapters were the story that resulted. If you're looking for the yiffy stuff and you don't care about the story, scroll down to chapter 3.

Enjoy! EYES OF SOLITUDE ----Chapter 1---- Derrick choked lightly on the black dust in the air of the shaded gray woods. His eyes tracked the area around him to find that he was completely alone. He knew not of why h was laying in the inch deep ash that float upon the dead grass and dead, unhealthy dirt.

He put one hoof on his right knee as he brought it up. Wait... hoof? He looked at his hands. He stared intensively noting the gray fur that cover his arms. He stood and eyed the opening in the trees. It appeared to be a trail of some kind. He took a step and stopped when he heard the sound of another footfall. He turned quickly to find a small cheetah standing behind him. Without thinking twice he recognized her as his life long love, Carrie. He braced her and said, "I thought you were dead." As he said this he realized that Carrie looked nothing like this. He thought nothing of her existence and had never believed that she was dead for he never knew this human cheetah hybrid creature even existed.

"Can we go now, Derrick? The air here dries out my skin." She asked. Her voice was quiet but punctual like the soft rhythm of a trumpet saxophone duet accompanied by quaint wire brush drum kits.

She knows my name? He thought as they carried themselves out of the dark wooded forest. Within seconds of battling branches of the low grown trees, he felt no more foliage and looked out to see the warm, bright sun beating heat down on to white snow. The snow began melting immediately as the suns rays cut into the frigid material and created a large river that began to run down the bright green grass of the mountain. Carrie suddenly grabs Derrick and threw them both into the water.

The water, somehow leaving the area dry as bones as it ran over the tiny blades of green. He also found that the water did not penetrate his clothing. His black jeans were not wet though he vividly experienced the wetness of total submersion. The water rushed faster and faster carrying the two down the mountain at incredible speed. He could see through the crystal clear water. The slight distortion from looking through the waves was his only indication that he wasn't just floating in mid air. He reached downward and felt the surprisingly dry grass blades as he zipped across them.

Carrie was also noticeably calm as if she had done this before. He spoke to her, "Carrie, is this normal?" His voice sounded like he was in a recording studio. As if his entire head was wrapped in sound proofing material. He could feel himself shouting over the rushing disembodied river. She looked back to him angrily.

"You don't have to yell. You're hurting my ears!" She said with slight irritation. Her voice seemed to be transported directly to his ear drums as her voice seemed to not even be her own. As if when she spoke her voice was being projected from his own vocal cords. Her furry mouth followed the pattern of the language, but it didn't seem like her voice.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly, " I just thought that you had to talk over the sound."

She rolls her eyes and says, "You have a lot to remember. It's going to be a son of a bitch trying to teach you your whole life over again."

"Wait!" He reached out to grab her and turn her back facing him but he forgot that he is in rushing water. His hand shooting out to grab her caused him to gyrate violently and spin out of control.

"Seriously, Derrick. I warned you about going into the forest, but you didn't listen!" She scolded.

Still spinning chaotically, "What are you talking about? I don't know what you're -" He stopped in mid sentence to see the cliff coming up fast. His heart stopped and immediately climbed as fast as it could and took shelter in his vocal cords. He was attempting to scream in shear terror of falling over the cliff but his heart was lodged in his throat. The water seemed to pick up speed as if it knew that the cliff was coming. Carrie could see his uncontrollable fear and shook her head.

"Calm down, Derrick. It's not that far down." His eyes tracked the edge as he said his goodbyes. Both of them went over the cliff and Derrick immediately thought, Jesus! That's easily a few miles!

The water kept gaining speed as they fell at a higher rate every second. His eyes widened with every mile per hour gained. He savored every breath he took to the point of not even realizing that he could breathe in the water. Every one of his internal organs seemed to grow small hands and begin crawling upward in his chest cavity. The ground was speeding toward him and he muscled over his heart and let out a blood curdling scream. As they fell he could see a gigantic pair of bright pink lips in the middle of the ground. They seemed to be careening right towards them.

As they neared the pale pink lips, they opened wide and the water slid inside. Suddenly it was dark. Derrick couldn't see anything, but he could feel the g-forces pulling down on his as if they were changing direction. There was a light at the end of a tunnel. The water suddenly slowed and dropped them off lightly onto the grass. The water stopped right in front on them leaving both of them dry and immediately turned to ice. A large glacier stood in front of them. Derrick stood in awe at the large frozen mass noting the outstanding heat.

Carrie walked off without getting hung up on the fact that water just froze in 80 degree weather. The glacier slowly began fragmenting into snow and floating back up to the top of the mountain. Derrick was grabbed by Carrie and dragged off down the trail.

They went through the trees and he looked upon the dip in the ground ahead of them. Six massive, red, and angry squid head protruded from the ground. The heads had doors on them and windows as well with families clearly living inside the squid houses.

"Carrie, what is this?"

"Our village, Derrick. And it's in trouble."

"How?"

"The houses are angry. They're very angry."

"Why?"

"The youths are destructive and rowdy. Because they have no fathers, there is no one there to tell them how to act and no person there to tell them what not to do."

"Where did the fathers go?"

"You mean father?"

Derrick squinted. "There's only one father?"

"Yes, Derrick. That father is you."

"What?" He asked. His jaw dropped as his head was suddenly flooded with the memories of his thirty four children. He suddenly remembered their names and all of the mothers. He looked to Carrie. "Why would I make so many children? Why with so many different women? Why do I have no children with you?"

She smiled, "I am flattered that you would like me to bear your children but it's not allowed. You are the leader of the village; thus, you populate this village. I am your wife and according to the laws of this land, I am your companion and your life partner, but it is illegal for me to bear your children."

"Wives are supposed to bear the children of their husbands."

"That was the rules hundreds of years ago, back on earth. Now, things have changed. You had no problem with the law before. What's changed?"

"Nothing! I have always wanted to be yours. I love you."

"The ash forest must have affected you worse than I thought."

"What do you mean? why don't you want my children?"

"Because that's just weird. We manage the village together, imagine if we started sleeping together." She chuckled lightly. Derrick found it not a bit humorous at all. She may look nothing like the Carrie he thought he knew, but she was still Carrie. She may not be human anymore but he didn't care. He was in love with this woman and he wanted to be with her and only her for life. What happened in the ash forest? What is the ash forest?

"Carrie," He plead, "Love me like you used to." tears beaded on his lashes, "Please remember what we used to have."

"Derrick..." She recoiled. "What's wrong with you? We have things we need to tend to other than your strange sacrilegious fantasies. You've been gone for almost three months and the youths need your help. Our village is in trouble!"

"Okay..." He sauntered over to two children pulling on either side of a toy snake.

"Gimme it!" One shouted.

"You leggo!" The other commanded. Derrick walked up calmly and took the snake from both of them and yanked it harshly from their hands.

Derrick looked into their large curious eyes. These were his children. He could feel it in his soul.

"Children... Go to your room." He demanded softly. Both children stared back at him emptily. Anger grew in him quickly and he suddenly shouted to them, "NOW!" They recoiled in terror then ran back to the nearest squid and crawled inside. The squid morphed slowly into what looked like a fisherman helmet with large glass and calm looking goggles atop of them.

Strangely enough, all of the children were standing in horror as they realized that the rule enforcer was back. They all retired to their angry cephalopod homes and the odd transformation into fisherman helmets took place.

The seventeen mothers on the doorsteps waved in affirmation and approval.

"There, was that all?" Derrick asked Carrie.

"Yeah. That was pretty simple actually." She chuckled. "Well, I'll see you around, Derrick!" She started away.

"Wait! We need to talk!" Derrick shouted after her but he was stopped by a young husky.

"She has better things to do right now. She is a very busy woman." The husky said to Derrick. He couldn't help but pick up a slightly seductive tone.

"That's nice... um..." He tried to remember the female's name and suddenly it came to him. "Carla. I am the leader of this group and I wish to speak with my wife."

"You have all day to talk to your wife." Carla turns and begins walking slowly toward one of the helmets.

"Well, I have a lot of ground to cover."

"You know what I hear?" She asked him over a shoulder.

"What do you hear?"

"That the Askot village to the east has thirty six children. We don't want them to be better than us now do we?"

"That's what I need to discuss with MY WIFE!!" Derrick demanded.

"Are you sure you don't want to come back to my place?" She asked.

"... Why am I giving you the time of day?" He asked her. He was really asking himself. Without a word he turned away and went to the leader's cabin where his wife was. As he knocked on the door, Carrie opened it.

"What do you need?" She asked.

"We need to talk." He stated, letting himself in.

"About what?"

"About this law that you were talking about. Why can't you be my only wife?"

"Monogamy is kind of looked down on since the end of the world."

EYES OF SOLITUDE ----Chapter 2----

"The end of the world?" Derrick exclaimed in disbelief. His fingers grew achy with incomprehension and exasperation. He just could not believe that the end of the world has come and gone and he survived it. Although, he underwent a major cosmetic change. He didn't like being an animal, he wanted to be a human again, but he was grateful to have survived the end of the world; therefore, he would be able to get over the whole 'fur' thing over time.

"You'll remember it all in a few weeks when the Ouval's venom stops affecting you."

"Ouval?" He asked her in a gritty irritated tone. He wanted her to hear that he was tired of her treating his amnesia like it was no big deal, like he wasn't stressed as fuck about the entire thing, and as if he enjoyed the idea of the world as he knew it coming to an end. She raised a brow in a cynical fashion and that action was the straw that broke the camel's back. "What is that?!" His exclaiming loudly to her took her by surprise as she gyrated for a brief second. He threw his arms up in frustration. "I don't know what that is! I don't know what's going on, where we are, what we're supposed to be doing, or what we even are!" He continued shouting furiously though his irate vocabulary ran together and was nothing more than a loud annunciated string of unintelligible vocalizations.

"Stop, Derrick! Please be quiet and I'll explain!" Carrie yelled over him, "Derrick! Calm down! Please!" She continued to call at him. She grabbed him on the shoulders and shook him trying to pull him out of his steep dive into his breakdown. It didn't seem to be working and she felt helpless.

"I'm sorry, Derrick!" She sobbed. "Please, come back to me!" She cried to him wishing she had been more sensitive about his weakened mental state. She plead with both paws on either side of his head holding his face close to hers and weeping dramatically.

This was a sound he knew. This was the first thing in this new world that had remained completely the same despite all of the differences that he encountered since he woke up in the ash forest. He stopped, not breaking his blank stare at the wall behind Carrie, and simply listened to her cry. It was a soft sound that contained a specific rhythm of irregular breaths and quiet, high register moans.

It bothered him. The discreet and seemingly soothing sound of halcyon weeping troubled him as he hated to hear the noise of her sadness. He slid his hands around either side of her arms that hung on either side of her figure. He pulled her close and squeezed her tightly with warmth.

He released and she looked up to meet his downward gaze.

"Are you okay?" She asked him wiping the moisture from the fur on her right cheek. She sniffed lightly and studied his face searching for a possible unspoken response to her question.

Derrick smiled lightly and nodded almost unnoticeably. His stare dropped to his feet as he took a deep breath and shook off the recent dip into insanity.

Carrie sniffed, "It's just that we haven't ever had anyone be trapped in the Ash forest for as long as you have."

"Others have gone in there?" He asked. "What happened to them?"

She frowned trying to think of a way to explain the history of their knowledge of the Ash Forest without upsetting Derrick. Naturally, she told the story where the victim was harmed the least.

"His name was Pepper." She started after pausing for a short moment to gather her story. Then, she continued to detail the event to Derrick.

Carrie histrionically recalled the incident specifying that the casualty had not actually been effected directly by the Ash Forest itself, but the young fur had been attacked by a small flying creature that resembled something like a jelly fish that had no bright color but instead was covered by a thick layer of rough, leathery skin. It's bulbous head fluctuated to keep the fast moving creature afloat in the Ash Forest's low gravity environment. It was extremely furtive and the prey almost never even realizes that the Ouval has gotten a hold of them.

The Ouval is a strange monster that does not eat literally, but lives and feeds on the memories of other organisms. Pepper, a white leopard from a nearby village, was only about eleven years old and was caught in a game of Truth or Dare with a group of older furs. One of them thought that it would be a great idea to see if the young fur would go into the Ash Forest. Being easily duped, the child agreed to take five steps into the grey, rotted, and hell-like place with the reward of a kiss from one of the older girls. Needless to indicate, he never received that kiss.

He completed the five steps, announced to the onlookers, "Five!" and started back. The young girl screamed in horror at the sight of the kid's memory being siphoned from his brain. The long, black and vile tentacles punctured his head at the top and side releasing a toxin that numbed immediately. The child couldn't figure out why his supposed friends were acting frightened the way they were until three weeks later when he finally remembered everything the Ouval had taken from him.

Now, the leopard is the leader of a hunting pack that gathers food for his tribe once a week. Completely returning to reality and becoming totally normal again gives Carrie hope that Derrick will be just fine.

She did not continue to say what she thought of the situation. She knew that the boy was being drained of his memory for four minutes and ten seconds from the time one of the adults heard the first scream to the time that a skilled bow hunter shot the Ouval and killed it; thus, ending the flow of toxins. Derrick was in the Ash Forest for three months and no one would ever know exactly how long the Ouval would have affected him or why it would've left him alone when Carrie found him.

"So, you risked you own mind being invaded by a bizarre flying beast to save me?" He smiled warmly. "I don't know how to thank you."

"You don't have to. That's why we married, because I knew you would have my tail when I got into trouble. I figured that I might as well return the favor for you." Carrie chuckled though she obviously didn't feel like laughing because Derrick falling mentally a moment ago still had her upset. He could tell that she was still distressed about his inexplicable explosive behavior earlier.

"If it will make you feel better, we can ride the unreasonably frightening water down the insanely tall mountain again." He figured maybe a light attitude would bring her up and help her forget that he is cerebrally ill. Tears swelled at the corners of her eyes before cascading down her face skipping across the stunted hairs on her cheeks.

"You used to love that." She confessed. He frowned for a moment trying to think of everything that cheered up the real Carrie that he knew. He held open his mouth and slowly glided his head from side to side slightly with his eyes tracking the entire inside of the cabin trying to find something that would trigger a memory of what to do. Odd skips of vocal strains began clicking from his throat as he was on the verge of saying something, but he didn't know what to say. What ever it was that he needed to convey to this woman was directly on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't seem to be able to speak it. Her head hung from her shoulders as her face contorted in an attempt to keep her self from weeping again. She put her paws onto her face and began crying softly.

"Please, Carrie. Don't cry. Although we had to go through the end of the world, we both survived which is good." He paused as he almost reconsidered speaking as it didn't seem to be helping her feel better. "We may not be human anymore but that's fine. I still l-"

"What?" Carrie interrupted. "Derrick, we we're never human. The humans all died out years ago." Her eyes grew wide as she forgot that he is psychologically weak at the moment. She began stuttering madly trying to fix what she had just done.

"Years?" He asked. "But I remember being human years ago." She stopped for a moment and stared deeply into his eyes.

"Derrick," She started. "You have been married to me for about twelve years and I have known you your whole life. You asked me to marry you on the Serpent Bluff and that's when my Dad gave you the village as new leader." She tried to get him to remember by explaining many other things but he stopped listening as an idea was brewing and he was waiting for her to stop talking. Finally, he interrupted her.

"Take me there." He demanded.

"The birthing room where you had your first child or the hut where you first made love to Carla?"

"Neither, I want you to..." He paused as her last statement struck him. "I had sex with Carla, seriously?"

"Yes, she was your partner in your first mating session of your life. I witnessed all of it and it was so incredibly magical." She smiled and stared into the ceiling as if she was a cartoon character in some fairy tale. Her spirit clearly lifted as they conversed about it.

"Tell me what happened." Derrick thought it might trigger a series of memories that may bring him back to reality and make the gap of darkness in his mind prior to waking up in the forest come back to him.

"Well, you had just been deemed Village Leader the week before, so we were talking about how we were going to run things around here and suddenly you looked at me and said, 'who is that Husky babe out there?' And I told you that she was Carla. You said that you wanted her to be your first mate, so I went outside and talked to her. We set the whole thing up for later that night." Carrie's heart fluttered as she began recalling the captivating event. Derrick watched as the happiness grew within her and reflected in the intensity of her storytelling. She stepped back as she began using large and wide hand motions.

"That's when," Carrie continued with a now continuous smile on her face, "Carla strutted in wearing an elegant, jeweled choker," She leaned in closely to intensify the next part for her audience, "... and nothing else."

EYES OF SOLITUDE ----Chapter 3----

TWELVE YEARS AGO

Carrie had set up quite an evening for her husband, Derrick. His ruffled coarse grey fur was shining slightly against the low lighting. Even the long hairs on his extended llama neck seemed to be gleaming against the lantern's dim beam. She admired how clean he was and how excited he seemed under his cool visage. He lounged in the Matceot, a special bed that is made specifically for the purpose of mating on it, but he had his torso propped up with his elbows against the mattress. Derrick turned his head slightly and made eye contact with his new wife of one month.

"You ready, Derrick?" She poked at him metaphorically with the cattle prod of suspense. She smiled with a sort of evil appearance as she enjoyed teasing. The llama nodded largely and chuckled quietly. Carrie paused to take a calm breath to prepare to call into the next room. "Carla! You can come in now!" She hollered not losing her composure as a beautiful cheetah that she is.

"Alright!" Derrick approved before he's even seen anything yet. He bounced slightly with excitement. He was losing his virginity, so to him this was a big deal.

A slender husky of average height strutted through the open doorway. Her slim arms guided her tiny fingers to the outside of the doorway. She caressed it lightly with a single digit then shifted her eyes to Derrick's. He smiled lightly to her as he watched her sashay movement before him. The choker she wore was elegant and stunning. It was a bright gold color, though there was no actual gold anymore, this new substance seemed to have twice the shine. Small multicolored jewels were embedded around the circumference of the neck band.

Carrie watched Derrick's gaze drop as he noticed that she was indeed wearing a very expensive piece of jewelry... and nothing else. The air seemed to lick at the Husky's nipples as they remained erect atop her perky breasts. Carrie noted the fact that the Husky did not have as large of breasts as she did. This was some what boosting to know about the woman that her Husband wants to have sex with. She also noticed that Carla sported a bush of non-cropped fur on her vagina which Carrie knows that Derrick doesn't like, but the slightly jealous cheetah didn't tell Carla that because of her vindictiveness. Carrie more or less thought that it was funny.

Suddenly, Carla spun with grace to show off her tight and firm buttocks. She teased him by slowly raising her large fluffy tail, curling it against her back. Carrie loved to see that Carla's grey lower back was not toned and this effected the husky's ass by causing her firm cheeks to sag slightly. Derrick didn't seem to notice though he probably only had his mind on one specific part of her.

Derrick raised his left arm and moved his hand in a fluid circular motion asking Carla to come to him. She giggled softly as she turned and walked to the Matceot bouncing lightly in each step causing her breasts to bounce slightly.

Carla knelt down onto the soft mattress and carefully tossed herself onto his lap with her knees down to his sides. She sat up on him arching her back and stroking her hair back. Derrick, already nude, was obviously excited by this as it reflected in his enlarging physical growth.

he watched his developing erection in amazement as it just kept growing and didn't seem to be even close to stopping. He exhaled heavily as he concluded his growth, and smiled in satisfaction as she admired his full mast.

Carrie blushed brightly, stealing a glance at his enormous penis. She needs to be careful, this isn't the old days when everyone was human and monogamy was the 'it' thing. Polygamy is encouraged and mating your wife was illegal for the sacred bond between husband and wife was deemed a relationship of high purity. Mating would disrupt the pure relation and it is the same as molesting a child in the elder's eyes. Pure relationships should not be plagued by the messy nature of mating. She has accepted this, and set her husband up with this woman upon his request.

The husky slid down his legs and pushed herself eye level with his massive cock. She licked her lips and allowed a large drop of saliva to drop onto the under shaft. He shuddered as the cold temperature metaphorically raped his dick. He moaned oddly in reaction the cold, wet, lubricating substance.

Licking his head, Carla began massaging his large heavy testicles. He dropped his head backward and moaned in ecstasy. Carrie smiled, enjoying listening to Derrick enjoy himself. She wants to watch the act of fellatio, but the laws do not allow her to see his phallus.

Carla wrapped her lips around the shaft right behind his head, she stuck out her tongue and licked the under side of his dick playfully. The pleasure reverberated throughout his spine and tingled his digits.

The husky dropped her head suddenly sliding her mouth over his cock quickly like a sex guillotine. She worked her head all the way down until she touched his balls with her tongue that was only covering her teeth. Then she pulled her head back, her lips staying behind as she created the vacuum between her throat and his dick by sucking hard. Carla's black lips slid off his cock with a loud sexy pop and, without a second to spare, she immediately went down on him again.

He grunted quietly, trying to hold in his loud and pleasure filled moans and hollers. Derrick began writhing in delight as he slowly moved his hands downward toward her face.

Her lips skimming down his cock, he gently caressed the sides of her head and held her cheeks in his palms. She brought back her head with another pop. The llama grabbed her head and began flexing and relaxing his stomach pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. She sucked on him intermittently and his enjoyment rose quickly as he felt like his sack was literally growing and becoming more and more saturated with cum.

"Holy, fucking moly!" he exclaimed. "That's so fucking good!" He stated in a breathy voice. Carla giggled as she took his penis in her mouth again. In an almost sudden attack of bliss, he felt his balls clench, his urethra open, and every muscle in his body tensed and focused on pushing the creamy jizz out of him. Carla placed her tongue right under he dick forming a flesh oral condom to catch the semen in.

A small bit of white cream oozed lightly from his cock before his dick suddenly exploded, throwing a string of skeet straight into the back of her throat. Derrick's body tighten again shooting another sticky stream into Carla's open mouth. This one missed, splattering onto her upper lip, covering the right side of her mouth.

Like a miniature Niagara Falls, his penis suddenly released a water fall of white liquid that Carla couldn't quite catch all of. The semen ran over her chin dripping off, connecting a long thin string of cum from her face to his thigh. She used her skilled tongue to lap the jizz off of her own muzzle and she gulped loudly with a satisfied, "Mmmm..." and a smile.

"Now," Carrie announced to them both, "The real fun begins."

"Really?" Derrick asked though his heavy panting. "Because I thought that was heaven."

Carrie smiled, stood and walked to them as Carla scooted up Derrick's figure. His phallus remaining erect, Carla positioned herself over his crotch and waited. Carrie ceremoniously did what her mother before her did and her mother before Carrie's mother did. She grabbed his huge prick and slid it into his mate's vagina. Carla inhaled dramatically as his giant cock slipped into her. Carrie kept her eyes averted as the ritual requires and the husky dropped her waist, taking the entire shaft inside.

Gasping in amazement, Carla began rolling her buttocks up and down, massaging his penis with her juicy puss. He felt his fur being saturated with the lubricating fluid of her twat leaking onto his crotch. The liquids ran down his testicles and it increased his pleasure even more.

She gradually sped up, bouncing on his dick with greater intensity with every hump. He couldn't just lie there and not take action anymore. His blood began flowing at a high rate, his heart was pounding, and his muscles almost ached in frustration at his stationary sexual mode.

He reached out suddenly and grabbed Carla's waist. He held her a few inches above himself and his entire body's natural motor skill took over. Derrick quietly grunted in physical exertion as he furiously slammed the length of his entire phallus into her pussy. Every pound was accompanied with a wet sliding plap noise as he fucked her as hard as he could.

Carrie closed her eyes and entered her imagination. She applied the sounds of Carla getting fucked by Derrick to her own fantasy where Derrick and she lie together on Serpent's Bluff. Derrick's large, beautiful, and blue eyes just stare into her big brown eyes, as he softly slides his cock in and out of her cunt. She's caressing his short brown hair, and feeling his soft neck fur. He's mating her gently as the beautiful scenery next to them stuns her. Carrie concentrates on her growing and pending orgasm as he pushes his cock deeper with every hump. In the cabin, she grabs Derrick's hand and begins massaging her moist vulva with her two fore-digits. Derrick groans as his dick begins preparing another hot load of cum to be launched into Carla.

The husky feels the bliss rising quickly as his massive veined shlong slips across the inside of her watering pussy. Carrie's fantasy gets more vivid as Derrick grows louder as he humps closer to his climax and she feels like she's on the verge of cumming herself.

Carla begins screaming in pure bliss as Derrick forces her body down and she now feels his balls touching her tail hole with every hump. Carrie's vagina starts dripping with delight and her mind explodes with the best fantasy sex she's ever experienced. She shoves her fingers so deep inside, she begins toying with her cervix like it's a joystick.

Derrick's body convulses violently as he suddenly bursts. A warm sea of cum pulses out of his cock and lines the inside of Carla's throbbing womb. Her vulva lips tighten around his dick firing more jizz into her pussy, and she fills with semen. Her vagina begins leaking cum out over Derrick's body below her.

Carrie joins them in calling out with bliss as she unites with them in an three-way simultaneous orgasm of the most powerful intensity. Her cunt explodes with fluids as her entire body straightens with delight.

The trio all sigh at once and exhale heavily at the same time as their orgasms slowly subside.

"Holy shit..." Derrick claims.

"Agreed." Carla lays her head on Derrick's sweaty chest.

"I... um... REALLY enjoyed... um... watching." Carrie nervously lied.

"It sounded like it!" Derrick laughed. Carla smiled at the cheetah.

Carrie had a feeling that Carla knew what she was thinking about and what she was doing on the floor sitting next to the Matceot. She bashfully smiled trying to say, "No, I wasn't." but she suddenly got the impression that Carla didn't care.

From then on, Carrie had a feeling that Carla was going to be her new best friend because the last thing she needed was a little bitch of a husky claiming that she was trying to have sex with her husband.

But, what's wrong with pretend anyway?

"I'm going to make dinner." Carrie announced as she stood trying to hide her pussy juice soaked bloomers "I'll be in the kitchen."

"You want to nap, mater?" Carla suggested.

"Sure." Derrick agreed starting to pull his flaccid and cum covered penis out of her vulva. He shifted the husky over to his side and positioned her next to him. He nuzzled her lightly and closed his eyes.

Carla wasn't going to sleep. She wouldn't be able to because she could still feel the large load of semen inside her. She enjoyed the warm sticky wetness of having his swimmers inside her uterus, and she was going to pride herself on being the first of the village to have a child with the new leader.

EYES OF SOLITUDE ----Chapter 4----

Derrick nodded, "So, that's how it happened?"

"Yep." Carrie giggled, "down to every drop of detail."

He was surprised to see her excitement in telling that story because to him it sounded like infidelity. Realizing that her long and explicit story hadn't brought him out of his amnesia, he cocked his head and raised a brow.

"What is so special about Serpent's Bluff?" He asked.

"That is where you asked me to be your wife." She bounced with a slight pride and excitement.

Derrick suddenly had emotion running through his body as he realized that this cheetah was the Carrie he knew back when he was human. She hasn't changed a bit.

"Why did I propose there?" Derrick wondered.

Carrie's eyes tracked away from Derrick as she thought for a moment. She couldn't find the words to capture the mystic beauty of the moment. She suddenly came back to Derrick, "Do you want to just SEE why?" She inquired.

Derrick agreed to follow her to Serpent's Bluff and see for himself the reason he chose that spot to propose.

"If this doesn't bring you back, I don't know what will." Carrie joked.

She grabbed his hoof and lead him enthusiastically with a skip in her step out the large front door. The sun blinded him as his eyes adjusted to the light. The sun was brighter than he remembered, a lot brighter.

"Why is the damn sun so bright?" He exclaimed.

"Because there's three of them! That's why it's called the Trio. The Solitary is over there!" She pointed to a small, dim sun in the opposite sky. There's four suns in the future? He asked himself.

He became lost in incomprehensive thought and suddenly found himself in front of a forest of bushes while following Carrie along the trail.

The bushes were gigantic and swept from side to side as if blowing in the wind while in slow motion. Carrie began explaining that the Cubush is a naturally occurring completely cubic bush.

It's got to be ten feet tall, derrick thought as they entered the trench like opening in the bushes where a small dirt line went straight through. He felt tiny because of the surrounding colossuses that enclosed around them. Derrick suddenly felt a small insect burrowing into his fur. Panic raced to his hand where he rubbed wildly on the back of his neck where the tingling sensation was coming from.

"Shit! Shit!" He whispered as he couldn't locate the bug in his thick fur. He brought up his other hand and clawed at the back of his neck. A pink thing caught his eye on the right and caught him off guard. His head jerked to meet a long fingered tree branch directly in his face seeming to reach out to him.

His eyes felt like they were going to pop right out of his head as he screamed backing away from the slow moving branch until his back was to the ten foot Cubush. The pink branch continued toward him and every inch it moved closer he screamed louder. The fear coursing through his body kept him from thinking to move to the side.

Derrick suddenly felt pressure on his arms. His head swiveled quickly to find that more pink, wood like arms were grabbing his shoulders holding him against the Cubush behind him. He struggled for freedom but was surprised to find that the thin, pink, three digited limbs were stronger than he was.

Carrie crossed her arms and smiled. He was in no danger and she knew that.

"Derrick," She said calmly, "you're okay. Just relax."

He stopped struggling instantly, tense and stiff as a board. The creature seemed to be reaching out of the Cubush. The tiny hands felt around his neck as it poked and prodded at him. It wasn't long before he figured out that it was after the bug. The other limbs released him and he stood slowly, the branch following him. He could feel minor sprits of air coming from the finger tips. He turned his head slowly in an attempt to keep from scaring it, and could see small openings at the top of the fingers right behind where a non-existent fingernail would be. It flexed inward and relaxed outward as if it was smelling him. This long, thing, prehensile thing must be the Cubush's nose.

The digits reached into the hair, which was standing on end at the back of his neck, and extracted the beetle like insect. It was a terribly ugly cretin that was colored a deep red. It was plump, fat and seemed squishy under the grip of the Cubush's nose.

The nasal limb retracted into the Cubush where it dropped the bulbous insect into the leaves. The saturated earth green leaves immediately began spinning violently like helicopter blades chopping the bug into small pieces. The liquid filled beetles was pulverized into a fine puree that soaked into the dirt. In a matter of seconds, the bug was completely gone into the ground without a trace of wetness as if it was sucked down into the earth.

Derrick stared intently in curiosity as a small pedestal seemed to rise out of the ground and lift up a tiny trough that held the slimy purple liquid that used to be a bug. A bright green tube extended from the end of the elongated bowl and began slurping the juice from it.

"Gross." He said quietly to himself.

"That's the way it eats." Carrie stated sarcastically, "You know, this isn't Serpent's Bluff."

"I know." Derrick answered. "It doesn't mean that it's not cool."

"Let's go before night falls, please." Carrie chuckled.

He smiled to her and nodded.

They left the Cubush trench and continued along the grassy slope. "Come on!" She announced cheerfully as she began skipping down the hill. He noticed as she ran that the grass was moving. As her foot came down, a perfect footprint was made a split second before her paw hit the ground. It was crawling out of the way just in time then returning slowly. He knelt down and put his palm down on the ground. The grass literally sprouted tiny tentacles and scooted out of the way making the perfect shape of his hand.

"Whoa." Derrick exclaimed as he listened to the sound the blades made as if they were speaking to each other using a series of squeaks and clicks.

"Derrick!" Carrie shouted from the bottom of the incline.

"Oh! Okay." He jumped up and sprinted to her while still watching in fascination at the living grass. Carrie continued shouting to him, yelling his name again and again.

"I'm coming! I'm co-" Suddenly he was slammed by something. The collision threw him into the air. A barrage of colors as his eyes failed to track his movement while he careened through the air. He grunted when he crashed onto the ground, knocking the wind from his lungs. He gasped for air as he sat up and looked around trying to find what hit him.

There was a large blue tree like creature standing about twenty feet from him. It seemed be upside down with the roots sticking out into the air. A sphere the size of a basketball seemed to be sticking out of the top of the roots. It swiveled slowly, bearing two large and creepy looking black eyes that blinked often. It growled at Derrick in obvious irritation. Four thick vines hung down from each side of the square trunk. The mouth opened and released a long low bellow as it rocked backward and forward increasingly. It violently propelled itself back and tiny feet were pulled out of the ground as it leaned. It fell onto the two short legs and took off running with surprising speed. It roared in a low register as it galloped away on it's little legs. Carrie jogged to Derrick. The ball shifted quickly and tracked her movement. As she neared the tree thing, on her way to Derrick, the vine closest to her whipped out and pointed to her as if to say, "This is my bubble. Stay out of it!" He must have been flicked away by one of those powerful tentacles. Derrick remained on the ground, but by now he's caught his breath.

"Are you okay?" She asked trying not to laugh while he was looking right at her.

"Yeah." He exhaled.

Carrie grabbed his arm and pulled him up. He was surprised to feel her strength. Her furry form was much stronger than her human form that he remembers.

"What was that?" He questioned.

"A Retek. They're not aggressive unless you mess with it and you were about to run straight into it." She chuckled.

"The grass was moving... and... it was cool." Derrick explained.

"Grass?" She raised a brow. "What are you talking about?" Derrick reached over himself, grabbed a blade, and held it up. The petite tentacles flailed wildly as it searched for the ground he took from it.

Derrick held the tiny green sliver up to Carrie and stated confidently, "This."

She cocked her head and smiled. "That's not a 'grass', Derrick. It's a Klarkit."

"Okay. I thought it was grass." He said as he stood.

She laughed, "Why?"

"When we were humans, it wasn't alive, it didn't move, and it was called grass." Derrick brushed himself off, "Let's see this Bluff."

"No stopping this time, okay?" She asked.

"Yes! Let's go." He rushed her along.

She took him by the hand and lead them both up to a giant rocky mountain that seemed to tower miles high and miles to either side. He was just hoping that he wasn't going to have to climb it.

She pushed him back a few feet then held up a finger, "One sec, 'kay?" She asked him. He nodded in affirmation. "This is always cool." She told him with a smile.

She walked over to the ground and grabbed a small pink flower about the size of her thumb and she pulled as hard as she could yanking a vine out of the ground. She tugged with so much force that she almost knocked herself off her own feet. The ground shook violently and it seemed to explode as the Klarkits suddenly took flight and flew away from the large mountain leaving only the grayish blue dirt around the gargantuan rock mass visible.

Carrie reaches down and grabs the vine at the closest point to the ground and yanks it further. She walks to a Cubush nearby and ties it to one of the pink limbs.

Unexpectedly, the mountain began falling into the ground at an incredible speed and disappeared deep into the ground within seconds, leaving a deep black gaping cavern below. She waved to him signaling to follow as she leapt fearlessly over the seemingly endless void.

Derrick looked into the hole from about four feet away. "Over there?" He asked nervously.

"Yeah! Serpent's Bluff is just over this hill!" She pointed to the knoll just beyond the fucking scary-ass abyss of death. Derrick shook out his hands trying to relieve his apprehension. Studying the cavity, he dropped his hands to his knees and exhaled long and hard in another attempt to cure his anxiety. It wasn't working. He turned and took a few steps away from the hollow in the ground.

He swiftly broke into a run at the chasm screaming defiantly in the face of fear. He reached the edge and propelled himself into the air as high as he could. He soared through the air with his eyes closed. He felt his heart stop as it waited to see if it ever had to beat again. He put his toes out to catch the ground as he predicted but felt nothing but air. He opened his eyes to see that he still had about two feet to go before he hit the ground. He could seriously soar and he didn't even realize it. This new body is a lot more powerful. He slammed into the ground and expected to hurt his feet on contact due to the height but was surprised to find that he was able to catch himself without a hitch.

Derrick looked up to Carrie and smiled. He looked over his own body noting that his arms were large and bulging which was different from his normal human body where he was anything but fit. His eyes tracked upward from his own feet. His legs were Olympic, his stomach was flat, and his chest was cut.

"Do you want to stop looking at yourself and check out Serpent's Bluff or what?" Carrie asked holding in her laughter. He looked up quickly and walked over the small Klarkit covered hill.

Derrick looked over the cliff. The scene stole his breath from his body. At this height, he could see for miles into the distance. There was a purple water fall plummeting from a bluff that was easily five miles from the ground into a cavern below where the inertia flowed into one side of the hole and out another. It was a purple sea serpent made completely of water that seemed to slither into and out of the ground all the way across the horizon. The Klarkits didn't completely cover the ground down there and he observed in amazement as the grass migrated across the plain of grayish blue. A shiny creature caught his eye. A giant creature that resembled a headless gorilla made of rigid diamond roamed to the south and interrupted the flow of the giant waterfall bouncing across the landscape as it walked in front of the aerial stream.

"Holy crap." Derrick said to Carrie. His jaw still agape.

"I know. Remember proposing here? It was incredible." Carrie stated.

"Proposing..." Derrick's eyes averted to the ground. "Yeah. You asked me to marry you." Carrie said.

"Carrie..." Derrick looked into her eyes, "We were people. You and I were married and human." "Please, Derrick." Carrie's mood sagged, "Not this again."

"Listen, I remember being human. I remember you being human." Derrick explained.

"No, Derrick! I already told you. The human all died years ago. Not just a few years ago, but something like, seven or eight centuries ago back on Earth."

EYES OF SOLITUDE ----Chapter 5----

"Back on Earth?" Derrick raised a brow. "You mean that we're not on Earth right now?" He asked slowly to make sure she understood every word.

"No. We're on Solitude." She paused, realizing the gravity of the situation. "Derrick. You don't even remember what planet you're on?"

Derrick walked slowly back to the massive aperture in the ground ignoring Carrie's speech. She was trying to get his attention by saying his name but he paid no attention to her as he seemed to float across the Klarkit covered soil on his heels and toes. He stopped right on the edge of the crevice that appeared to go on forever downward. He stared into the black void thinking about how long he would have to fall to put an end to this nightmare. When he slammed into the ground, or whatever was down there, would he wake up as a human? on Earth? next to his life long human lover back in 2027? Would his troubles be over?

"Derrick..." Carrie said in a concerned tone, "What are you doing?" She took slow cautious steps toward him.

Derrick turned to Carrie with tears soaking his fur around his eyes, "I want to go back." He whispered while turning his head back to the opening and shifting his center of gravity to his chest. Much like a domino, he tipped into the chasm. He heard a faint scream from a female's vocal chords but he cared not to listen. He closed his eyes as he felt gravity grab his body and pull him downward into the hole.

He was jerked from his serene cascade into death as Carrie's paw caught his arm. He hung freely in the blackness and suddenly he realized what he was doing. Derrick looked down into the death pit. He threw his hand up and grabbed a vine growing across the edge and pulled himself out of the immense void.

Carrie swung her powerful hand and slapped him hard across the face. She cried to him, "What are you doing, Derrick! Why would you do something like that? Why?" She paused, searching his face for signs of sanity.

"I don't know what I was thinking." He said, "I just felt sick to my stomach and dizzy."

Derrick stood and the llama sighed heavily. He grabbed Carrie and pulled her close to him squeezing her with warmth. "I don't know what I'd do without you." He admitted to her.

"Why are you squeezing me?" She asked.

"Oh, my god." He pushed her away still holding her shoulders. "You seriously don't hug anymore?"

"Hug?" She frowned, "I've never heard of it..." She paused for a moment, "is it... an Earth thing?" She asked clenching as if experiencing pain as she didn't want to play into his madness but she was starting to think that it was the only thing that would save him from himself.

"It was. It's a way to express affection." Derrick explained. He hugged her tightly again. "I lo-" He stopped himself knowing that 'love' isn't normally expressed between husband and wife. He wanted her to know that he loved her. That she was his everything even though they were no longer human.

"You should tell me more about Earth. It might be-" She abruptly paused as a loud cracking sound was made by something on the other side of the trench.

It was the Retek again whipping at the pink arm of the Cubush that had the flowered vine attached to it.

"NO!" Carrie screamed leaping over the hole. She waved her arms wildly at the tall tree like creature and shouted fearfully to it. It snapped it's whip like tentacles at her while wrapping one around the nose of the Cubush. Thousands of noses sprang from the Cubush and grabbed the vine on the Retek. The Cubush bellowed with such power that it shook the ground Derrick stood on across the huge gap.

The pink flowered vine seemed to be giving out as the Retek and Cubush fought.

"Derrick!" Carrie called over the roaring of the two colossal monsters, "jump over here!" She was waving to him with urgency.

He took a deep breath and a few steps back. He shook out his nerves then leapt off his back foot. He strode to the large cavern and sprang into the air. He watched as the nose of the Cubush snapped off releasing the vine with the flower. It retracted into the ground immediately. Derrick shifted his eyes down and saw the massive mountain speeding toward him as he went over the hole. The entire world slowed as he looked to Carrie.

She bounded to the flower and gripped it. She pulled with all of her strength to stop the rock mass from rocketing Derrick into the sky. Her feet failed to grip the grey-blue dirt and she was yanked from her balance and she released the vine as she slammed into the ground. He put his hooves out to catch the mountain racing at him. A pillar of rock crashed into his left leg propelling him into the air. The poor llama spun recklessly out of control toward Carrie. She held up her arms to catch him as he fell.

Underestimating his massive inertia, he collided into her and swept her completely from the ground. They both bounced across the soil catching many Klarkits off guard and crushing them.

Derrick immediately looked his lover over to check for injuries. His stomach seemed to turn entirely inside out at he observed her elbow bent at the unnatural angle where it lie.

She would be thankful later that she was unconscious right now as noticed her compound fractured ribs protruding from her lower left abdomen. Derrick picked her up and sprinted toward the village.

Worry coursed through his body as he ran over the hill.

"Carrie!" he shouted to her, "please don't be dead!" He stopped to see another Retek in front of him. It Didn't look happy.

"Please, I need to get to the village! She's hurt." He pleaded to the large and frightening monster.

It's vines began swinging violently and chaotically as it started toward him letting out a battle cry. Derrick scooped up Carrie's unconscious body and took off back where he came. Derrick watched over his shoulder, seeing an army of Retek following him and all swinging their tentacles crazily. As he crossed over the knoll he saw that the Cubush had dismantled the Retek as only a pool of deep red blood and the components of the Retek remain. The Cubush began uprooting itself using it's thousands of pink arm like noses to push off the ground. Other Cubushes had already done so and were crawling rather quickly toward him.

Two massive armies of alien beasts were engaging in a war while he and his unconscious wife were caught directly in the middle. Derrick searched wildly for a way out and a possible survival route, but he was alone in the middle of a wide open plain of Klarkits.

He froze when he spotted a small pink flower similar to the one that brought the mountain into the ground before. He set Carrie onto the ground carefully and grasped the tiny plant. He yanked the foliage and wasn't surprised to find that it was attached to a long red vine. Derrick pulled again, harder this time, and the ground began shaking like before. He swiveled his head, seeking for the mountain that was dropping and found nothing. Abruptly the shaking stopped, and there was a brief moment of silence. The ground next to Derrick split open and revealed a river of green jelly. He took it as an escape route grabbing Carrie, who was coming to, and leaping into the fast moving semi-liquid. It rushed them away for a few feet. Derrick let the flower go and it zipped back into place then they both suddenly dropped into the ground with the crust above them closing again.

The jelly glowed brightly though visuals were limited still. He tried to track their movement as he and Carrie whizzed through the underlying tunnels of Solitude on the green glowing jelly material. Derrick momentarily feared being infected by a strange radioactive condition as he briefly thought that he was being carried off by some form of nuclear waste. That thought was knocked from his brain as they fell down a jelly fall for approximately six feet knocking the wind from Derrick's chest. He gasped for a breath as he continued down the stream.

The river defied gravity as it shot immediately upward, soaring them toward a bright light. The jelly accelerated as it rocketed them into the sky and out of the rocky underground tunnel. They both landed on a large soft mass. It was covered in hair and extremely fat.

Carrie moaned as she was partially conscious and began feeling her injuries. Derrick grabbed her and tried to run across the gargantuan living being that they rested on but his feet sank into the fat that grabed hold of his feet and tripped him. It growled in anger as it began to move.

The skin he stood upon vibrated then suddenly, like a violent wave, a mound of fat began rolling toward Derrick and Carrie. The moving flesh collided with them and threw them like rag dolls off to the side. He landed square on his back and it felt like he landed on spikes that shot up through his lungs. Carrie landed flat on her belly and bounced slightly before coming to a complete rest as unconscious as before.

Derrick studied the massive monster that they had been on. It looked like a gigantic balloon covered in brown grizzled hair. A huge mouth remained open in the middle and it was drinking the jelly that squirted out of the ground. It's a good thing that I didn't land in that mouth, Derrick thought.

Derrick pulled Carrie away from the balloon beast and propped her up against a mossy rock. He was pinched just under the ribs suddenly. He grabbed himself and doubled over moaning in discomfort. He studied his hand. It was covered in red.

"Shit," He exclaimed aloud. "this is bad."

He was overcome with fatigue as he must have lost a lot of blood. He sat down trying to regain his balance and eye sight back. His eyes failed to focus on anything and he collapsed, passing out on top of Carrie. He tried to fight the unconsciousness, but it was too much for him. He rested his head on his arm for comfort as he went out. That was when he discovered the tiny silver dart sticking out of his arm just before the blackness sucked him from reality.

Chapters 6 - 10 coming in about a month or so Approx. Post Date of 6-10: [20 Aug. 2010]