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Seven-thirty.

Practice ended just over an hour ago and Nathaniel 'Dregs' Dregas's father still had yet to show up. This wasn't exactly uncommon and if anything Dregs would have been surprised by his father showing up on time. Today was different though. Today he was pissed and in a way it was likely a good thing he got to make the three mile trek home with his heavy sports bag and sore muscles. With an annoyed sigh, Dregs fished through his bag until he found his pack of Wild Sevens. Lighting one he hefted the bag onto his shoulder and began his walk.

With each slow drag and exhale of smoke Dregs felt a bit of his frustration slipping away. Perhaps it wasn't the news itself that bothered him so much but in how his father had decided to break it to him.

"We're moving." Was all his father had said and in the same tone of voice as if he were making mention of the weather. It had been so forward and plainly put at first Dregs assumed he meant to a new house a few blocks away but no, his father meant another city, in another state, clear across the country.

"When?" Was all Dregs could manage biting back a wealth of emotions he wasn't even going to begin to try and sort out before he had even had breakfast.

"Three weeks."

And that was it. There was nothing more. No comforting comments like 'I know this is going to be a hard transition' or even a reason. Dregs was going to be spending the last year and a half of his high school days and that was the end of it. There was never any point in argueing no matter how strongly he felt on the subject. Dregs had given up on that years ago. He lit a new cigarette with his nearly finished one and continued smoking.

Well, it wasn't exactly like he was leaving much behind. Dregs had never been one of the popular kids. He ran track, played soccer and even a bit of baseball but wasn't one of the star players in any of the sports and aside from being one of the team he wasn't really friends with anyone. He wasn't one of the class clowns though he could be funny nor was he in the nerds group even though he enjoyed Star Trek and Dungeon and Dragons. For all classification purposes he fell into the group of most teenagers that simply existed.

He didn't have a girlfriend to worry about leaving behind, hell, he'd never even been on a date. At six foot even, light brown complexion and long curls of dark brown hair it wasn't that he thought himself unattractive but he knew he didn't have the looks to catch a girls attention. His choice of sports kept him in good shape and he had a decent sized cock, or so he told himself. A few inches bigger than the average but he didn't think walking around bragging about it would really get him anywhere.

If there was anything he did well it was his artwork. While he had never shared much of his works with anyone he felt they were pretty damn good. The reason, however, for keeping it too himself was that they were his own person fap material. Short comic like books of his drawn self having his way with girls from his favorite television shows, movies, book and even a few from real life. His most recent works were of his English teacher Mrs. Wilcox.

So maybe there wasn't anything he was really leaving behind to miss. He had enough images of Mrs. Wilcox in various positions to keep his right hand busy for long enough but still the idea of leaving everything he knew behind still angered him. Though the thought of what city he was moving too was definitely a contributing factor in not wanting to go. Blackmill, Nebraska.

Blackmill wasn't like most cities. Up until last year Dregs and his kind would not have been allowed to move there, with his kind meaning humans. Blackmill was an Anthro city. The sort that started to form after the furs were granted equal rights and started to migrate towards more of their own. While humans weren't legally forbidden from moving to Blackmill and the few other cities like it, most human had little interest in living amongst them and few furs had interest in humans living amongst them. Dregs wasn't a racist but the idea of spending his remaining time in school among their kind was definitely pissing him off.

An hour or so of walking, a sunset and five cigarettes later, dregs arrived home. Both cars were gone, meaning his father and that bitch of a step-mother was gone too. Perhaps Dregs was a bit of a racist, after-all he'd hated his step-mother since he first met her and she was a fur. A dark grey furred feline the brought two annoying feline daughters, seven and ten, with her when she moved in. She had been the first of her kind dregs had ever met but her obvious dislike for him didn't help anything.

Dregs was sort of glad that his father was gone but as he reached the front door, he realized what that meant, the babysitter. The thought of which brought a slight grin to his face but he would be sure to return his expression to a scowl before he stepped in the door.

"Fuck. Was hoping you'd be gone longer." Was how the short overweight girl named Amber greeted Dregs when he walked in the door. The was almost a foot shorter than Dregs and weighed nearly twice as much but luckily for him, a great deal of her weight was in her large breasts and fat well rounded ass. Luckily in that Dregs had been fucking her every time she watched his sisters, which was almost every weekend. Some times for up to a week straight when his father and step-mother went on trips together. Though by the way they talked to and about each other no one would ever suspect.

"Yeah. I'm not to eager to see your fat ass either." he said walking past where she sat on the couch toward his room. "My father say how long he's going to be gone?"

"Your such a fucking prick." She said tossing her book aside and rising to follow Dregs into his room. He ignored her and the ability to stay angry with her had become second nature.

"Yeah and you're a fat ugly bitch." Dregs tossed his sports bag to the corner of his room and began undressing as if Amber wasn't standing right behind him. "How long is my dad going to be gone?" he asked again, turning to face her as he tossed his shirt onto the bag.

"I'm stuck here with your stupid face all weekend." Amber dropped to her knees and pulled down Dregs's shorts with a quick forceful tug. She flinched slightly as his already erect member sprang free of his shorts and hit her lightly on the chin. "You and your small cock."

Dregs turned his hips to the right and then twisted back to slap her on the cheek with his erection. "Shut up and suck. I know your fat ass is hungry." Ambers reply was to grab his shaft with her right hand and his nuts with left. She gave both a squeeze and Dregs's entire body clenched up with pain.

"This little thing couldn't satisfy a mouse." She said looking up at Dregs, in her eyes it almost seemed as though she really hated him. For all he knew, she really did. Sadly enough, she was likely the only person he might miss when he left and even worse he doubted she'd feel the same for him.

"It seems to please this cow well enough." Dregs grabbed hold of the back of her head and pulled her head toward his waist, Amber opening her mouth wide and putting up little resistance, that his until he thrust his hips forward, stabbing at the back of her throat with his cock. She gagged and tried to pull her head away, pushing on his hips with her hands but Dregs was stronger. He savored every moment of it. The sound of her gagging and moans of disapproval, the way she struggled to get free so that she could breathe properly. Finally, he let her pull back till only half of his length was in her mouth but immediately thrust his hips forward while simultaneously pulling her head against his hips again, burying her nose into his pubic hairs.

Amber gagged and struggled against him as he continued. At some point while thrusting his cock down the obese girls throat his mind ventured back to the upcoming move. He knew it had to be that bitch step-mother of his convincing his father to make the move. His father had been rather spineless since Dreg's real mother died and even more so once he married that damned cat.

"Do not fear me, Nathan." A voice whispered in Dregs's ear. he snapped back from his thoughts suddenly unsure of what he had just heard and quicker than he expected his own orgasm snuck up on him. "Oh-oh fuck." he managed as hisentire body twitched and every muscled clenched. His knees locked and he held Amber's head against his waist, burying her nose in his pubes and choking her with his cock as the strongest orgasm he ever felt surged through him. Amber cried out as best she could while she gagged and her mouth was flooded with hot seed. She struggled harder than normal and Dregs released her.

"You fucking prick!" Amber yelled as she fell back on her ass in a fit of coughing and gasping for air as a few remaing strand of cum shot out of Dregs still throbbing cock to land on her face and shirt. "The fuck is wrong with you!?!"

Dregs just stared down at her feeling physically exhausted. Perhaps he had pushed himself to hard at practice. He felt as if he might pass out and had to guide himself to a sitting position on the edge of his bed. He had never came so hard before and what ws that voice?

"The hell have you been eating? Are you sick?" Amber was still sitting on the floor but has finally stopped coughing. "This shit practically burns it's so hot." Dregs returned his focus to her then and couldn't believe his eyes. Amber looked as if she had tried to chug a gallon of old mayo. Even in porn he had never seen so much cum, excluding those fake cumshot videos. Her chin, neck and chest were covered, it had even leaked down between her breast to soak the stomach of her shirt. Yet the mass amount wasn't as strange as the fact he could see what looked like steam rising from her body where his semen had landed.

"It's so hot." Amber said in a voice barely above a whisper, she sounded as if she was about to fall asleep and looked it as well. What the fuck was going on? Everything felt suddenly like a dream. "I" Amber began to say but never finished the statement. Instead her head fell forward and she was asleep.

"Amber? You alright?" Dregs asked. "Hey, Fatty, you okay?"

"She can not hear you, Nathaniel." That same voice said again. A soft whipsery voice, dark and unmistakably feminen. The voice dripped with seduction and it when he saw it source, he knew he must have fallen asleep.

"Lady Cheza is what you will call me." She said as she appeared out of nothing. If nothing else she most resembled a white furred fox save for a set of black horns that emerged from behind her ears before curving down like those of a ram and her two large thick black tipped tails that moved slowly through the air behind her. Dregs had never really thought of himself as attracted to furs but this Lady cheza as she called herself was unmistakably beautiful. Her head was only a foot shy of the cieling putting her height at seven, almost eight, feet tall. She was amazingly curvacious with large perfectly well rounded breasts wide hips and an ass that must defy gravity due to it's generous size.

"What?" Was all he could manage as she walked toward him, stepping over where Amber slept sitting up.

"My name. You will Call me Lady Cheza I will not repeat myself again. Am I understood, human?" her voice demanded compliance and Dregs didn't think he could resist if he wanted to. He just sat on the edge of his bed entranced.

"Cheza..."

"Lady Cheza." She corrected as she put the bottom of her right paw against Dregs's bare chest as pushed him to laying on his back.

"Lady Cheza, what is happening?" he said unable to put up any resistance as the fox stood with one foot...er...paw on his chest and the other on the floor. She wore nothign but her fur and from his position he could see the moist slit of her mound and he wasnt sure but he thought he could even smell it. A bitter sweet armora that drove his mouth to watering and made his cock ache with trobbing desire.

"You shall be my key, Nathaniel." She said as she began to lower herself onto his stiff member as casually as if she were sitting on any normal chair. She squatted over Dregs. A foot on each side of his shoulders and her hands on his chest as she slowly lowered hips taking his full length into as if it were nothing. Dregs let out a gasp as if he had just been struck with a bucket of ice chilled water. The warmth inside her engulfed his entire body as soon he felt so warm that he worried he might burst into flame.

"W-w-w-what..." Dregs stammered but cheza hushed him with a finger against his lips.

"First things first." She said sliding her hips slowly up and down on the length of his cock. "Seven inches is nowhere near big enough for the souls I require you to gather but I can fix that."

With those words Dregs suddenly felt a tightening around his shaft and then a sudden excrutiating pain as if the flesh and muscle were being torn, stretched and repaired. Dregs cried out in agony but the pain left as quickly as it had began and as cheza raised her hips he could see that his length and thickness had grown considerably.

"How-how..." He tried to speak again and again she silenced him with a finger. She slid down his newly grown length faster this time. Slipping into a quick rise and fall rythem.

"Eleven souls. You will collect eleven souls for me when you arrive in Blackmill and when you finish you will be rewarded in far greater ways than you can imagine." She spoke as she began to ride Dregs even faster. He gasped each time her hips slammed down on him and as her speed increased he found he couldn't breathe. He was so near orgasm but unable to release and the tension was causing his breaths to freeze in his chest. "Until we meet again, nathaniel." She touched the tip of one of her claws to his forhead and instantly he came.

"FUCK!" Dregs screamed at the top of his lungs. The curse turning into a long almost animalistic roar as he clenched his eyes shot and felt more seed being pumped out into Lady Cheza than th thought posible for his body to make. He shuddered as his muscles twitched and spasmed with each throb and release of yet more hot seed. he could feel in spilling out of Lay Cheza and down his inner thighs to the mattress.

"Oh god! Oh fuck! Oh sweet fucking god I'm coming!" He heard Amber's voice and when he opened his eyes it was her he saw riding him. Her large but much smaller than Cheza's breasts swingign over his face. "I'm cumming. Fuck. I'm cumming." She moaned and slowed to a slow grinding pace.

"What? What are you doing?" Dregs finally found his voice. It was all a dream?

"I'm sorry, master." She said. "You were asleep and I couldn't resist. Please, let me continue if you're going back to sleep. I'll be as quiet as a mouse even when I cum."

Dregs stared at her for a moment confused and still overly sensitive but amazingly still hard then it hit him. A simple word that had almost slipped past him. "What did you call me?"

"Master." Amber answered and began riding faster. "Oh, Master. Your cock feels so good inside me! Oh, yes! Fuck me, Maste Nathaniel! Fuck me!"

What the hell was going on and if it was all just a dream why did his cock still look like it was as big as his forearm?

_Who is Lady Cheza?

What the hell was she talking about?

How is Dregs suppose to collect eleven souls?

Why is that obese prick Amber suddenly calling him master?

What or who is he going to do with his new and improved cock next?_

Find out next time on...

BATMAN!...er...BLACKMILL!