{"sf1_id":154,"sf2_id":"7ejwoo2m","title":"Chaos2","author":"SwampRat","words":3145,"posted_at":"2002-10-28T20:34:00.000Z","tags":["Bear","Dog","Dragon","M/M","Orgy","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/154-chaos2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/7ejwoo2m","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=154\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"CHAOS2.TXT  \n  \nA thoughtful tale of Chaos in the Balance - By SwampRat  \n(c) 1992 The Rashathran Society  \n  \nThe Castle had stood on top of the hill for as long as anybody remembered. Few  \ntrod towards it, for no one lived there. Or if they did, none of the townsfolk  \never saw anybody. Some foolhardy adventures went into the woods, as did sheep  \nand cattle herders. Those that returned refused to speak of what horrors they  \nhad witnessed. Sometimes a bull or lamb would return.. Changed. It's eyes were  \nstrange and it didn't act like a normal animal. However, those sharp enough to  \nhide the animal from the prying gaze of the priests, found themselves much  \nrewarded for their pains. The rams never mated, having eyes only for the local  \nlads. But the wool was of exceptional quality and the animals lived 20 years or  \nbetter. The bulls also did not care for cows, nuzzling men instead. But they  \npulled with a will, and were docile enough to let children play around them.  \nSo, even though the priests wanted the strange animals burned, most scoffed at  \nthem, and a few prayed to the castle to keep the bounty continuing. That was  \nuntil Chaos came.. The Beastmen wandered through the woods.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The city had been easy.. Too easy! What was in the Castle? And why did it sit  \nso still? And why did it tug at them so strangely. Every minute they stayed,  \nthe harder it was to think clearly. Lust and wanton clouded their thoughts, and  \nsometimes fingers grabbed furry butts instead of weapons. Their Leader, a large  \nstag-like male also felt the tug. He didn't understand what was going on  \neither.. But The God of Change wanted them there. Perhaps it was Slaanesh's  \nterritory. Perhaps that was why his retinue acted so strangely.. And if  \nsomething didn't happen, and Soon, They would be doing more than just fondling  \nthemselves and growling. And he would join them! The retinue of Khorne fared  \nmuch worse.. They were ripping at each other in their bloody wanton, and with  \neach fresh kill, the horrible pleasure of mating lust washed over them. Even  \nthe Blood-Hounds seemed ill-at-ease.. Chaos spawn danced merrily amongst the  \nbanners, disrupting everything. Life-Alterer took to the air, lifting himself  \nover the field to stare at the castle. Something momentarily touched him.. He  \nwas free! Free to soar the winds..  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His body no longer belonged to any god. It was his! He screeched in joy.. Then  \nhis wings no longer held him up and he plummeted. Something roared above him  \nand he felt claws grip his body. He turned to look at his benefactor.. An Eagle  \nthe size of a house held him gently. \"What puny wings.. How is it you are able  \nto fly at all?\" The huge ones barely flapped, catching the updraft in  \ntree-sized feathers. \"Catch hold..\" The bird did a barrel-roll and flung the  \nLord Of Change up in the air. Then rolled back again. Life-Alterer had time to  \nsee the ground way below him.. Then a huge neck was under his legs. He grasped  \nthe feathers, feeling the same pleasure rush through him again. What he could do  \nwith such a creature in his camp. The animal laughed eerily.. \"I follow no  \ngod.. And you have nothing to tempt me with. Yes, I can read minds..\" The  \nGreater Demon of Tzeentch didn't know what to do next. The Eagle decided that  \nfor him. With one might flap of it's wings the animal came to rest in the  \nfield. Put it's head down and allowed the demon to scramble off. Stood looking  \nat the being with one dark eye.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"If you are thinking of tackling the Castle.. I would suggest you return to  \nwhence you came. If you were to bring half of Chaos with you, it would not be  \nenough to dislodge a stone. That is The Castle of ThumBumping.. Perhaps you  \nhave heard of it?\" The demon stared at the creature for a moment. \"Maybe.. In  \nsome rumors...\" The Eagle laughed again. \"It exists. I know it's Master  \npersonally! Do not worry, I shall not tell him of your arrival. Those who fled  \nbefore you have done that already. Fare Thee Well, being with tiny wings..\"  \nThen the bird launched himself into the air, Before the Greater Demon could  \nremember a spell, the creature was gone from sight. Blast! He would go back and  \nsee what Tzeentch had to say about This wrinkle..  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe followers of Nurgle were packing their tents and leaving. Not even so much  \nas leaf-rot could be spread in the strange trees. Indeed, some of the  \nPlagueBearers were finding themselves cured of diseases they had fostered! This  \nwas too much for the Greater Demons.. The Bloodletters were also ready to find  \nother game. The insidious Pleasure was creeping into even the bloodiest  \nChampions.. A few stayed, just to see if They could overcome the dreaded  \nPleasures and Kill for their God. The gaudy banners and revelers of Slaanesh  \nwere conspicuously absent from the goings-on, which made Cange shake his  \nantlered head in frustration.. His own mentor had returned with a strange look  \nand simply sat, staring at the castle through the trees. Again, he had to  \nchastise his retinue for laying together. But felt the throbbing as a male  \nsauntered past, butt wriggling.. Or was it just his imagination. Night fell..  \nInside one of the spires a mirror was uncovered. A lantern with alternating  \npink and blue plates was lit by a candle made of a waxed penis. The beam that  \ncame out was a strange color.. It focused on the forest surrounding the  \nstructure.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The beam swept all who lived in the trees.. Animals stopped, enraptured. Some  \nmade their way towards the castle, heedless of barriers. Others shuddered in  \norgasm, then went on their way. The Parties gathered in the trees fared much  \nthe same. Sentries had a time not dropping weapons and following the exodus  \ntowards the stones.. Those who did sleep found their dreams twisted with scenes  \nof debauched orgies.. The Followers of Khorne jerked upright, and those of the  \nstrongest fortitude killed themselves outright. The weaker ones were altered..  \nTheir swords vanished, no longer able to take the Pleasure. Items and tattoos  \nwith the Symbol of Khorne were changed.. They most resembled a broken Symbol of  \nSlaanesh, Bound by a wheel. Those of Tzeentch did better.. They were used to  \ninsanity and only felt the Lust. The morning came with reddened eyes and growls  \nas paws went where paws were not supposed to.. The Beastmen fared worst of all.  \nThey could barely contain their need, and many vanished from sight, sometimes  \nin pairs.. To return later, panting. Their eyes gleamed with new knowledge and  \nreeked of male musk.. 'Damn Slaanesh Outpost! Had to be..' Cange, Stag-headed  \nChampion of Change, shook his head.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He gently shook the winged Demon's arm. \"Life-Alterer.. We Must do Something.  \nThe Beastmen are mating with each other. Those of Khorne now sport new runes  \nand cavort with them as well.\" Then he stood back, listening to his master..  \n\"Too weak..\" The Greater Demon of Tzeentch stood, unfurled his wings and patted  \nhis Champion on the shoulder. \"I am doomed.. If you wish to leave, do so. Our  \ngod sleeps.. And I am doomed. But even as I die, I shall live again.\" He  \nstepped slowly, then faster and faster towards the Castle. Ignoring both pleas  \nand tugs on his personage, the winged creature leapt into the air.. A beam of  \nyellow came from one of the turrets and hit him square in the chest. He  \nscreamed.. As they watched, his arms merged with his wings which became huge.  \nHis head altered, becoming more bird-like. And his body changed as well.  \nInstead of the puny claws of a parakeet, he now had talons. There was an  \nexplosion of feathers.. And where a Demon whose body had been twisted by Chaos  \ninto a parody of a bird, Now flew a Great Golden Eagle. With barely a flap he  \nwheeled and flew over his ex-retinue.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"My Friends.. It is Wonderful! To truly know the wonders of flight.. I Am no  \nlonger Life-Alterer, Follower of Tzeentch. I am now Skyfus, Eagle and Monarch  \nof the Air.. Do not mourn for me. I prefer my new life..\" He screamed as only  \nan eagle can.. And another answered! He turned to greet the bird.. \"So. We have  \nanother Brother.. The Master said we might.\" The same creature that had saved  \nhis hide only yesterday flew with him. \"Master.. Then you do worship a god?\"  \nThe other chuckled. \"Do you feel like worshipping some stupid deity? Or Racing  \nme to yonder peak..\" With a laugh, the darker bird hit a thermal and soared  \nupwards. \"As I said.. I am Friends with the One who resides inside.\" Grinning  \nto himself, Skyfus found his wings automatically finding the currents to carry  \nhim forward. He flapped once.. And was propelled forward by a furlong!  \nLaughing, he wheeled towards the Castle. He had to thank whoever lived there  \nfor his new life.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nCange stared at the receding figure. A minotaur put a hand on his shoulder.  \n\"What we do now?\" He stared into the brown eyes. \"We can leave..\" A snort  \nnegated that idea. \"We can fight whoever comes out of the castle..\" He turned  \nas a sound filled the air. Solemn and at the same time gay.. The drawbridge was  \nlowered and a party filed out of the Castle. Armor shone with resplendence.  \nRibbons and banners of various colors heralded the coming of Somebody  \nImportant.. \"Skihfig.\" One of the Beastmen stopped stroking another and came to  \nthe Champion. \"Bring me my Glass of Sight.. We may be fighting.\" The growl  \nwasn't heartening. But the animal did as he was bade.. The goatish creature  \nbrought back a spyglass and grabbed the male's butt. Cange growled himself.. It  \nwas getting harder to hold his feelings in check. But, he Had to.. His Master  \nhad proved too weak, and paid for it. Now, it was up to him. He pulled the  \nglass apart and studied the banners. They were written the Human Tongue!  \n\"Siris, Lord of Changing Pleasures. Come and play a while with us..\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Slaanesh, and Tzeentch? And why were the symbols broken, and bound by a wheel?  \nCentaurs and Minotaurs held huge axes that gleamed as only highly polished  \nweapons can. Humans, Beastmen.. Even Animals walked in stately procession. They  \nsplit and Cange damned near dropped the glass. And not because his Lieutenant  \nwas nibbling on his nuts either.. He glanced down, stifling a moan as the thick  \nlips slid around his erection. Dropped a hand to stroke the bull's horns. He  \nlooked once more through the glass, then tossed it.. \"Grab Ass and Screw  \nYourselves Silly!\" The cheer was garbled by already full mouths.. Cange  \ngrunted, twisting in the horny monster's grip. The image still burned in his  \nbrain. A creature, robed in green, with runes so powerful they shimmered the  \nair was walking towards them. A Silver Dragon.. With eye-shadow and painted  \nnails. Leth Tzeen Slaa.. Lord of Lustful Change. Another banner was even more  \ninteresting. It was a Wheel, with four arrows radiating from one side. On each,  \na rune from a God of Chaos was etched. On the other side was a Single Arrow,  \nwith the rune for Law. Above them was a word.. 'Khasahk'. The ancient word for  \nChaos.. With it's mirror image.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; In the middle was the symbol 'Eye of The God' - The scale upon which all deeds  \nand attributes were weighed.. But, it was upside down. On either side of the  \nwheel was a strip of color. White for the Chaos side, and Black on the Law  \nSide. The entire banner meant 'Negation'. He had heard of them before, but had  \nbelieved them to be stories of Chaos Spawn.. And here was one walking up to  \nhim. One Who Negates All - A Servant of The Balance. He gritted his teeth, as  \nhe felt his body change.. Now a deer body went with the head. Cloven hooves  \nwhere feet used to be, and his dick grew.. To the pleasure of the bull who  \nknelt in front of him. No longer just a man-beast, the animal retained his  \nhands, but the rest of him was pure Bovine. The Beastmen were unchanged..  \nUnless they had a Major attribute.. An Ex-servant of Khorne who had gotten his  \ngods face as a reward, now had a doggish snout, and a much kinder disposition.  \nA pair of were-bears danced as their dual personalities were welded into one..  \nThe large bruins now had the knowledge and intelligence of men. The ex-Servant  \nfelt somehow different.. No God! He felt no omnipotent presence hovering over  \nhim. Nobody to account to.. Except himself.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A grunt as the animal sucking at his groin made his nuts ignite. And he  \nhungered for what the largish testicles that swayed so wonderfully between the  \nwide legs held in them. But, there was time.. Time to do whatever he chose to  \ndo. Then another orgasm blew his reasoning mind apart, and he hunched the  \nwonderful mouth with rutting abandon.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \n\"What did I tell you?\" The dragon, who was a Knight before he became scaled,  \nsmiled. \"Litters, Please.. Our guests will be tired after their ordeals.\" And  \nthrowing off his robe, the reptile shrank to barely 6 feet in height and jumped  \ninto the fray with both hands. Banners were tossed to one side and for some  \ntime the only ones who were Not involved in an orgy was a green-scaled  \nlizardman, and a Reddish Goat-like male, whose horns had grown to resemble a  \nSkull, and stood beside the Banner of his Champion. Who also happened to be his  \nlover.. Let the others do as they pleased. One caress from a scaly hand would  \ngive him more mind-bending pleasure than a hundred matings! Not that he minded  \nmating.. And if asked would be happy to show another his subtle skills. \"It  \nlooks like we shall need Litters to carry the Litter-Bearers..\" WarFang  \nchuckled. He enjoyed his new role.. And Still wore the Marks of Khorne Proudly.  \nTo show others there was a way out.. If one had the Guts to take it! He still  \nhad the desires and wants that led him to the God of Blood, but now he wanted  \nto Maintain the Balance.. Before, he burned with Blood-Lust. Now his lust was  \nheld between his legs..  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; And if somebody didn't spell him, he was going to cream his robe! \"Drop it..  \nIt's just a piece of pretty cloth. Nothing more.\" The Beastman hung his head  \nfor a moment.. But only for a moment. Then the banner was in the dust, and his  \nrobe followed it. The animal was like an army of horny pixies.. Paws everywhere  \nat once. A willing mouth or fresh cock to be used as the various beings  \nneeded.. And even as he burned with ecstasy, he could still step back and see  \nwhat would do the best work. Tweak this nipple or Squeeze that butt. A pair of  \naching nuts that needed a gentle hand to coax perhaps one more load from. A  \nmaleness left without a hole, or a tongue wishing it had something to play  \nwith. The male, in a robe made of shadows, grinned and walked to the banner. He  \npulled the cloth out of the frame and ripping a strip free, put a simple spell  \non it. Then reached into nothingness, out of which came a sword. He wrapped the  \nmaterial around the hilt and laid it on the gray robe.. \"You are indeed worthy.  \nPerhaps our paths will cross again.. Fare thee well, friend and body-warmer.\"  \nThe lizard felt a tear well in his eye. The pain was brief but staggering..  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"We are not automatons.. We do feel. And it is Those feelings that keep us who  \nwe are. Remember, You walk the path of the Gray now. You can wield any weapon  \nor power. You can hold untold wealth in your hands.. But, you may only keep  \nthat which will best serve the Balance..\" His mentor had told him those words  \nat their parting. And given him The GateWay. The sword that literally tossed  \nbeings into other dimensions.. Including It's Owner. The Staff was his because  \nit was a part of him. It was a tuning fork, and not a piano. But his stay was  \nover and he had another place to be. He lifted a hat which had been forgotten  \nin the rush. And tossed it above him.. As the hat touched his head, he seemed  \nto vanish into it! The spinning material continued downward, ribbons streaming,  \nto land with a soft plop on the empty field. A certain cart, which had been in  \na storeroom was also missing. None of this was noticed until late in the  \nevening when all the revelers returned. And a certain Beastman found himself  \nthe owner of a blade that talked.. And a crystal pendant that glowed. He hugged  \nthe strip of cloth that formed words in his mind, and let the tears flow.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A being who much resembled a dog, but whose muzzle was white from age, held his  \nshoulders. \"It is good to mourn. As long as one doesn't make a habit of it..\"  \nThe animal shook his head. \"That's what He would have said.. Will I ever see  \nhim? Of course I will.\" He shook for a moment, then leaned into the robed  \nchest. \"I am being foolish..\" A paw that should have been dust ages ago,  \nstroked WarFang's neck. \"No. You are being mortal.. And remember, Only those  \nwith intelligence can feel pain at losing someone. At one time, you would have  \nbeen angry that he didn't stay long enough for you to add his skull to the  \ngrowing pile you had been harvesting for the monolith.\" The monster nodded,  \nsniffed. Smiled and lifted his head again.. \"How long have you known Shadows..\"  \nThe wolfen gave the goatish one a cup of wine. \"Since he was a human. Still  \nlooking for a path to follow.\" He poured another and drank it. \"Come on.. if I  \nknow that lizard, he has prepared another feast. How he manages to hump all day  \nand Still have enough energy to want to all night is beyond me.\" The Beastman  \nlifted his sword free, feeling it hum. \"Not yet.. But there will be a time when  \nI shall need you.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He replaced the gray-handled sword, named Demon-Crusher for it destroyed the  \nworks of Chaos, and followed the elder down. But he wove the cloth in his  \nhorns, so it would always whisper advice to him..  \n  \nThe End  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}