Foot loose and fancy free
Foot-loose and Fancy Free.
By: Evangeline
As you all know these characters are copyrighted to me. If you're underage then there are much better story archives for you to be reading, or don't like yiff or any of the fetishes herein then you might want to check out the other stories here.
All characters in this story are copyrighted to me.
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"Oh Fuck!" An interesting mix of creatures groans out as his hips piston the hard cock currently positioned in-between a gorgeous red kangaroo female's feet, each thrust bringing him closer to climax. The female roo was smiling up to him, her hands caressing the odd creature's chest, before her eyes shot open as well as his when the voice of his mother sounded from behind the door.
"Lexius are you in there? The ceremony starts in a few minutes!" She says a bit worriedly. The fear of being caught as well as the high sexual arousal sends Lexius over the edge with a grunt, covering the flyer's belly and legs with his seed. They scramble as quietly as they can to clean her up and get her dressed and out the window before Lexius' mother opens his door, he turns around blushing still nude himself as he looks at his mother.
"Lexius hun, are you alright?" The other grey kangaroo female asked as she walked over to her son. Now being older, she smelt the sex in the air, but didn't say anything about it as she knew Lexius was in a bit more stress then normal. He nods shyly making her smile pulling him into a hug; she pulled back and looked at him.
His mess of black hair that seemed like it was never taken care of, those blue eyes that could make most mothers giggles with glee. Though Lexius looked like an ordinary grey kangaroo like his mothers, what set him apart from all others are the three foot wings folded on his back, as well as the long, well extremely long tongue that liked to hang out from time to time when he smiled. She dubbed him a batroo, as seeing how his father was a bat, though he was a product of rape, she loved Lexius more then anything else. She stood and patted him on his head, being a good two feet taller then her son, him being only four foot five inches and fifteen years old an all.
"Go get cleaned up hun you need to look your best for the ceremony." She said with a soft smile to him.
"Yes mother." He nods and pads out of his room and out of the house towards the lake.
The village was a simple one, there was some modern day technology around but they kept it simple, most going with a loin cloth or nothing at all. The homes where all made from the tree's and rocks from around the lakeshore, though the tribe wasn't all kangaroo's no, those where the small percent, the rest where Otters, Ocelots, Beavers, a few iguana's, and avian of many types. Currently the village seemed empty as Lexius walked through it towards the lake to clean himself up, most were out getting the ceremony ready, while the rest are inside their homes getting their children ready for what is about to happen to them.
Looking out over the lake, Lexius can see a few of the village's boats out and fishing for the big feast after the ceremony. With a shiver, the young batroo slips into the cool lake and starts to clean himself off, occasionally glancing up to the darkening sky, watching the sunset at the far shore of the lake. Snapping out of his dazed gaze, he turns around in the water and wades to shore just as he hears the sounds of the drums picking up signaling the start of the ceremony.
"Shit, I'm going to be late!" He curses under his breath, rushing out of the water and dashing through the trees towards his home, almost knocking down his mother as she was coming out of the door to look for him.
"Unhff..." Pam grunts as her son collides with her, knocking the wind from her. Stumbling back she catches herself with her tail, dazed as she stares at the heap of her son on the floor who was also knocked back from the impact. Shaking her head to clear it, she quickly stands and helps Lexius up, dusting him off much to his dismay and complaining.
"Look at you, you're a mess! What did you do play in some mud for three hours!?" She scolds, pulling him into the house, his head slumped tail dragging as he follows her to her room. Once there she rummages through a chest, pulling a small box and opens it pulling out a necklace with a star shaped sapphire with two feathers and some beads around in adorned on a simple string. Then she puts it around Lexius' neck smiling, and giving him a kiss to his forehead, running her fingers through his hair.
"Go get dressed hun, we're late as is." Pam chuffs to him, getting a nod before he rushes out of her room and into his. Turning to a mirror, she pulls her graying hair back into a bun; her red hair giving a stark contrast to the grey. Staring back at her from the mirror was the forty-three year old mother of one, body keep fit; the only sign of her age was the sag to her breasts and a slight paunch to her stomach.
"Mom!" Snapped her out of her staring contest with the mirror; turning and looking at her son who donned just a loincloth with a special thong to provide support to his genitals. Shaking her head, she pads over and gives him a smile before saying. "Let's go."
The sounds of the woods and the occasional beating of the drum guided them to the area in which the ceremony was being held. A large bon fire greeted them as they entered the circle, all of the other families where there, parents sitting off a ways while the children where separated, females on one side and males on the other the bon fire in-between the genders.
Lexius looked to his mother, she looked back and smiled before giving him an encouraging hug that he returned, and then with a deep breath, he turned and walked over to where the other young males are seated and sat down. Like him the other males where in their teens, seeming to be around thirteen to eighteen and each as nervous as the next. As he looks around the area, mainly to where the females where he counts them, and notes there is one less female, while not uncommon but usually when a less number of females are in the ceremony one of the males, the youngest would be kept out.
The sounds of the drums brought his attention back to the ceremony as everyone turned their gaze towards the wizened shaman of the village, a rather old dragoness, nine feet tall and all, only loincloth around her waist with a small leather pouch hanging from her hip, midnight black scales, with runes all across them. Her milky white eyes stared into nothing, but everyone knew she was blind, the silence growing unnerving to all before the shaman's voice echoes through the area easily heard over the roaring fire.
"This is the ceremony of Deh'shalek, an age old ritual within the tribe, where the females that have come of age will choose a life mate to be with them." Her voice seemed to be younger then her age was; stepping closer to the bon fire, her nares taking in the scents around her, noting the odd number of females to males. Reaching into her pouch at her hip, she pulls out a handful of something, tossing it into the fire.
"Dal'sal!" She exclaimed as the fire grew in intensity and turned an eerie green color. As if on queue, the females all stood up and started dancing around the fire, all eyes where on them. Their movements where a mix of belly dancing and a strip routine, each moving around the fire towards the seated males, as the females drew closer to the males, the shaman closes her eyes before waving her arms in front of her through the fire, dousing the area in pitch blackness.
The only sounds coming from the darkness now where the footfalls of the females taking their chosen life mate from their seated place over to an area designated for them. The time between the fire going out and the settling of the mates, seemed like forever for all as this would be the first year one male would go in the ceremony. After what seemed like an eternity of being in the pitch-blackness of the night, the bon fire slowly reignites itself casting its light onto everyone.
A blind gaze from the shaman was turned towards the last remaining male. Everyone else's eyes where watching the shaman, but turned their gaze towards the lone male sitting where he was before the ceremony started. A soft murmur went through the whole crowd as they saw who was left without a mate, though everyone agreed later on that they where surprised at who it was.
Lexius own eyes where staring into the bon fire which reached back to it's large size now, even as his mother came over to him in his lone position on the ground, eyes unblinking staring into the fire.
"Lexius?" Pam says softly, moving closer to her son.
"Dear are you ok?" She asks, getting no answer.
"Lexius hun?"
Lexius..................
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You know how your life flashed before your eyes when you die supposedly. Did you also know it also seems to pick out the worst possible memories to do that some times? Almost taunting you that you never got that raise, or missed that one girl back in high school; making your death worse if it can.
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"Lexius!" A female voice yelled through the gunfire and explosion happening all around them.
"Man down! I repeat we have a man down!" She called into a com-link, before looking out of the cover and firing a few rounds of her S5-792 Assault rifle down range towards the attackers. Ducking back down behind the cover, eyes glancing over the small group of special ops solders for the Federation military; as well as the lifeless body of Lexius before her, giving a sigh and a shake of her head.
A loud whistling is heard before the deafening roar of an explosion hits, knocking the group onto their bellies or backs, covering them in bits of dirt and some unmentionables of the other force. Getting up quickly, they look over the cover to find a massive crater about thirty feet below them, before their com-link crackles to life.
"Is everyone alright?" A male voice over the com-link asks.
"This is Commander Loufan; you think you could have landed that bomb any closer? I need a tan along my bikini line." The rest of the group laughed before the commander got back on the com-link.
"Enough fun, we have a man down here. Our sniper was hit; we need a drop sh..." The drop ship was just landing in the crater that was before them, the back opening, and another solder beckoning them into the ship quickly.
"Go go go!" The commander yelled as the rest of the group supported Lexius' limp body between them onto the drop ship. The solder signaling the pilot to lift off, everyone bracing themselves to something within the cargo bay as the ship launched off skimming over the tree's to get to its destination much more quickly and safely.
Within thirty minutes of arrival to the base' medical bay, they have Lexius in and worked on, proving he's still alive. Lexius still unconscious though now missing a good two thirds of his left ear, and a wicked scar along his temple.