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Chapter Seventeen

After cleaning up Pim, Geffen and Pony decided to go and dance some more, being and smelling as world of difference to the other slightly extra perfume dosed guests. Pim danced with Pony again Geffen found some girl Monvolf to dance with. The night wound down around 'dooms hour' or two hours before first sun, the party officially ended. Pim thanked the King's messenger because the king had retired as soon as Pim and Pony got into their emergency suite some time ago. And thanked each musician giving them a half off token to use his prostitutes' services as a gift. Everyone left happy. Pim and Pony got a military escort back to Pim's hotel. The king had sent word that Pim could buy the hotel, so when Pim returned he was surprised, "What how?" He started turning around in the morning haze before dawn He was looking at the sign outside the front, no longer 'The Biltmore' now it read 'Escalante Tower'. In bright red lights, Wow, that was really nice of him to do that!" Pim exclaimed.

The clerk, the Nathali was inside waiting upon Pim to come back in. "Good morning sir." He said as Pim came in "Um hi, ahh say what was your name, I did not get it when we came in before all the ruckus happened, last time." Pim asked.

"Benjamin sir," the Nathali said.

Pim thought of a Kaetch he knew once. "Benjamin that is a good, name, I like that name, I had a friend that was good to me, '...well not really I did get tortured by the guy before he decided to love me instead'. That had that name. Hey um Ben, why is my name on the front, what happened to the Biltmore?"

"Sir, I don't understand, this is your hotel, by order of the king of Driadan ...because yours burnt down and you had full insurance inside the city. Sir" Benjamin finished.

"Wow, I thought I'd have to file through the bureaucracy for the insurance and rebuild. The king gave me this hotel, well that was really nice of him." Pim said a beaming smile on his face. "Pony, this is yours too, this is our hotel, our home."

Pony came in and looked at for the first time, "ours wow, this is nice," and he went over and looked and felt the red mosaic carpet on the floor.

"What are you doing Pony, is there something wrong?" Pim came over to where Pony was feeling the carpet with his hands stroking them back and forth, I can't even find it, it is all gone, amazing."

Pim asked wondering what Pony was talking about; "What is gone?"

Pony stood up and whispered to Pim "...where Ben peed his pants, all that is gone!"

Pim smiled, "...do you think he deserves a bonus, honey?"

Pony said"Yes, this really nice, such a long carpet and you can't tell where it is, usually pee stains a red carpet orange, the gray-white areas would be yellow. This is perfect." Pony back down and was lying on his back and sweeping with his legs and arms on the carpet.

"Sir the escalator awaits you", Ben stated then turned to lead the both of them to where there used to be an elevator. "This was built while you were away."

Ben took as step and electrical motors whirred and steps came out of the floor, Pony and Pim both jumped back. The step Ben was on continued up the escalator sides to the next floor, Ben walked down to the first step coming out of the floor, Pim hopped onto the step, not the one coming out of the floor but the next step up, Pony did the same, Ben rolled his eyes but did not utter a word, instead he turned back towards looking towards the next floor.

Pony smiled, "This is nicer, it is not so scary as being in a box and you can't know when the cable is going to break and you are going to hurtle to the bottom."

"Like stairs you don't have to climb." Pim said, "Plus you can look over the side or see where you came from and where you are going, nice." After several minutes they were on the second floor finally. "Kind of takes an hour to get anywhere though, say Ben have the elevator reinstalled I can just cover Pony's eyes, this is just too damn long."

Ben turned smiled a little in agreement and said "Right away sir." He took out a device and the stair stopped and went the opposite way.

"Fuck Benjamin; we have to go this slow again?" Pim asked as the stair came to a stop.

And Ben put his device away, "Follow me sir, "Ben climbed the stairs a few steps back to the second floor and walked the length to a door. "Inside here sir is the service elevator, that myself and the staff use." He stood to one side of the door after opening it. There was a old beat up elevator with flaking paint and bumpers about table high in all three sides except the door. It had simple buttons like the old elevator. There room for only two. "Sir your floor is the crown on top."

Ben started to leave and let the door go after Pony followed Pim inside, then closed his eyes, "Shit, this sucks!"

Pim held the door open with his left hoof, "Ben?"

"Yes Sir." He pulled the door open again.

Pim went to take something out of his bracer. "Sir, the king beat you to it, I took the job of manager of your hotel, and as he said, your money is no good sir. I have been well taken care of, but thank you sir for the compliment." Ben let the door close after Pim had retrieved his foot. The door closed. Pony was just standing there with his eyes closed, waiting. Pim looked around the small enclosure and found that it he stood in the corner he could lower his legs and himself to the floor of the small service elevator.

"Are going to press the button Pim?" Pony was shocked somebody was rubbing the back of his head scratching his nap of his neck he swooned a little that is nice thank you, are you going to press a button, it is getting kind of hot in here, and I am really uncomfortable, you know I hate elevators, they scare the shit out of me. Pony felt really relaxed with this scratching behind the back of neck then felt something curious. He was thrust forwards; he opened his eyes and wound up with his hands on the door, as the elevator began to move. The hand scratching his neck was gone, and it was this moment parting his butt cheeks. "Don't put your hands there, put them on the sides! "

Pim instructed then stuck his tongue right into Pony's flower and licked around just inside. Pony shivered and almost went to his knees. The elevator was going up, "Oh I hate, OOOOOOOH" Pony tried to say as Pim extended his tongue deep inside. The feeling of terror was combined to getting eaten out with Pim's expert tongue doing most of the work, the elevator stopped at the next floor. Then Pim mouthed his flower with his lower lip and upper lips sucking on his gaped hole as a soft hot tongue roamed around inside sending pleasures Pony had not felt before, he moved uneasily on one hoof to the other his arms outstretched against the sides of the small box, elevator.

Pim stopped "Pwonie, pwess a bbmfutton!" then went back to touching different places inside.

His eyes turning purple underneath Pony his fear in the middle of his throat reached over with a shaking finger and carefully selected the next floor up only. Pony set himself back to brace himself standing in a bowelled legged slightly bend over half crouch with his leg armor and pants underneath pulled down of expertly removed like the best thief in the world, to his pasterns and got rimmed more, much to his delight the heaviness of the start of the elevator lifting up felt a little uncomfortable, then up was like he was on the airship when it was climbing to altitude the first time. But that tongue was making the rounds inside him, the elevator added to it, then Pim slid his tongue across the lower part where Pony's prostate was just below, as the elevator slowed its ascent and moved slowly to stop at the next floor with the momentum feeling like he was flying for a second or two "UUUUUUUUUwww!"

Without being asked Pony pressed another button the elevator dropped to near freefall and went down. Since there was only the door out; the elevator had no internal door just the door at each floor, you had to draw the bolt back to open it. 'Probably a safety feature to keep guests from opening the door and falling to their death down the shaft.' Pony thought, and was enjoying the terror as well as being rimming by his wife so wonderfully, and floating for some seconds, "Oh hahahahah oh GODZ this feels so good, Pony felt the elevator come to another floor and stop. He reached over and touched all the buttons, pressing then all several times. Pim pulled Pony's hips towards his hot mouth and continued licking and sucking on Pony's hole of pleasure. For the next half hour had anyone else been listening next to the service elevator would hear screams of joy and shrieks of pleasure, the next eight boxes of powder were up both Pim's and Pony's nose (and Geffen where ever he was); made this extremely sensuous and exhilarating. Finally they stopped at the crown. Pim elbowed and pulled on Pony to stand up again, his lower legs had gone to sleep and pins and needles came into his flesh as the blood flow returned to his legs, he had left pony stripped half naked. Pony's cock was hanging out and swayed as Pim turned the bolt and opened the door to the bedroom he used to have in the old apartment. He drug pony inside and the door shut and latched.

Pim was shocked "Oh Wow, this is my old apartment!" He helped Pony step out of his armor at his pasterns and pulled the rest of his pants off, Pony was breathing heavily, "that was still the scariest thing I ever did, I was terrified, as it was easy to just stand there pressing my arms against the side of that elevator. I was pushed on both sides for dear life, that elevator does not have a door on it, you just see the floors gliding up or down from you. Pony trembling naked legs stood tippy toe and kissed Pim with his usual passion, "But you made it so sexy, I almost want to go again."

Pim came over and took Pony's upper armor and shirt off then drug him into the big bedroom with the giant bed big enough for ten Ponies. He tossed Pony to land in the lower middle of the bed then took his armor and clothes underneath off, Pony saw he still had that giant cock from earlier. And Pim walked around to the head of the bed pulled back the bunch of thick covers in layers, and got in underneath them. "C'mon Husband I want to fuck your brains out now."

Pony was usually pretty fast but with the rimming he had just got he was much faster now, he rolled off the bed and pulled the covers up enough to get into the bed on the other side, and scrunched up with his back to Pim. The huge pole was inserted fairly easily like it was meant to be there in that size because Pim was able to slide it deep the first time into Pony.

As he was being spooned and hugged in a cuddle that giant cock drove up inside of his ass to straighten out his long intestine's curve. "GuGuGuGuGuGuGuGuGuGuGuGuGuGeGeGJo" Pony said inside Pim's' arms. "I love you Pony, This was what my other bed was like, this is my old apartment, and I'll bet there is a balcony outside where the airships will come over close by. But not fly low to scare me, but to wave. I love being in my bed and inside you at the same time. You feel loose from getting so well stretched all last night, but I enjoyed every second of that, and found more reasons on why I love you so much."

Pony coughed, "This is nice, I like elevators a little better now, they still scare the shit out of me, but if I go up to down in one again and get rimmed that way again it will be the best the ride in the world, but not as much as your giant cock all the way up inside of me!" Pony pushed a little into Pim rolling his hips around and masturbating his deep hole on Pim's cock making Pim groan into Pony's neck and mane and getting more "oooooo" out of him.

" I love you so much Pim, we are finally home." Pim nibbled a little on his husband's neck, Mmmmm that feels good Pim, mmmm he rolled his ass around, and Pim pumped a few times then slowed and stopped Pony wiggling, Pim had fallen asleep, Pony heard Pim drop off and his breathing changed, Pony pushed up to get Pim's erection inside him as much as possible and moved to masturbate on the big cock, Pim groaned in his sleep a big smile on his face and Pony used his one free arm to pull Pim's butt into him some more, Pony got his stomach and lower end filled up again with hot cum. It was not long before Pony was asleep as well, a bigger smile on his face.

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He started, came awake like out of pure darkness then all this intense light. The desert was hot, hotter than it usually was, he needed water, and in his weakened state from blood loss, he was near death. All that he was with was a corpse he was near a cage, one wheel was broken, and several of the spokes had snapped in some kind of accident, he did not remember because je was unconscious after the incident.

At least they did not cut my wings off as well; maybe if I can stand I can fly out of this awful heat. Pushing himself up he scaled his own body from a bent over position using his fingernailess hands that had his own dried blood. His hands were useless to hold a racial Espadon, even if he had one. He noticed them then two quite large female breasts had somehow grown on his chest, at least a full hand hold of a six foot tall Vegan, he touched then and the pleasure took his breath away, he fell to his knees. What has happened to me, I was not born a girl, and yet that felt erotic, it felt really good. He continued to rub and grab his own breasts that sent shivers up and down his spine. They looked strange too, like they were more of a rose color that they should be he was facing away from a setting pair of suns one extremely bright the other a dull red supergiant now ay dusk was when you could even see it faintly taking up one quarter of the sky. He sat back in the sand and turned towards the sun to look at what was left of him. looking down someone with a sense of humor perhaps had used locks to hold them on, key locks for sure, but none the less he was wearing platform high heels on his feet, open toed, his toenails were a pretty bice green color. Looking along his legs, he was taken aback, this was wrong this are the legs of a girl not a young man, he was a young man but he looked at them sitting in the sand he could twist his body to view most of his legs, smooth velvety soft they had extremely beautiful curves, and a lack of any fat, he could see his own tendons and sheath muscles through the dark green skin, he stroked one of his legs and felt both warm and electricity coming from his own touch to the one place then radiating out in tiny waves. He stroked his legs with one set of fingernailess hands shivers of freezing cold and electricity with warm waves trailing each cold one radiated from his own touch, he let out a long moan, as this felt so good to just rub his legs with both hands he knew he had another leg and reached down and stroked the both of them holding his legs tight together the feelings of pleasures cascaded then subsided and let him land on his back on his blue gray wings."Bat fbelt bwunderrpol! He said out loud. He was surprised, his mouth seemed like he had a bad Halk or something close to that disease, maybe the dust sickness, quickly he blew on one bright pint hairless arm, and no dust came off but his own breath on his naked flesh felt better than anything he could remember. Something blocked his memory, he could not clearly remember who he was, he spun around in haste and paid for moving too fast by fainting.

It was cold, he was naked, the sand was starting to cool it was nearly pitch dark, thinking about all the horrible things that come out at night, he forced himself to get up again, every touch felt like pleasure, he inched his hands up his own body to stand. He did not want to swoon again something might wake him by eating him, so he tried taking a step or two in sliding sand. Instead he bent back over again and climbed at an angle up the shifting sand slope he and the broken wagon were at the bottom of. Up on the top he ducked back down as he saw bodies on the ground, he slowly looked over the crest down into the other side of this dune, and it looked like a cold camp and they were all asleep. He sighed and started to laugh out loud. Then remembered where he was next to the sleeping enemies, slapping both his hands over him mouth too late, he had almost yelled in his laughter. A dead sentry could hear that. He took a different position on the dune. Moving down the slope in parallel to the sleeping camp, he then peeked over the top again expecting a gun pointed at his nose on the other side, he gulped dry dust in his throat, he thought for a couple seconds at that he'd done that before, swallowed dust, "dwah zize ob a fwist" he said silently he swooned but was in a dream all of a sudden like a tumble backwards, he only fell face first into the sand his wings over most of his body behind, he was and was not there, there were as if he could go toward either of two choices one soothing and was nice, the other dark and fraught with terror. He decided on the nicer path, and woke up his face in the sand it was a lot darker, at night there was nothing it was pitch dark. He crawled forwards over the crest of the dune and carefully skittered on his naked belly, having to go slow because the sand tended to start a rash on his nipples. He thought for a couple seconds then put his own hands over the end of his tits; a wave of pleasure went through him radiating out from both breasts, to keep from moaning so loud he pushed his face into the sand. He felt safe he could not hear anything, and rubbed and fondled his own breasts again here in the dark; half way down a dune screaming in such resounding pleasure at rubbing and grasping his own tits. He thought to pinch the nipples and an explosion of warmth and cool pleasure washed through like water through a sieve it was slightly restricted to a slower flow than just pouring straight out. The waves receded, and his mind cleared. I don't know how I got these but they are great how come girls won't let you touch their tits and rub then and squeeze them. He felt like his eyes were probably red from either screaming muffles into the sand or from his erotic huge tits being so wonderfully sensual. He felt down to go ahead and masturbate and there was something wrong, though it again sent waves of pleasure through his whole body he was missing a dick, he felt around and there was a little hole sort of like another belly button below the one on his stomach but he could insert a finger in. He brought his finger back up to his mouth to get it wet, it tasted of iron from the dried blood, and his mouth was just as dry as dust as before. He'd have to wait to find out why he had no balls and an extra belly button where his dick used to be. He put his hands back over to cover his tits again and got more flushes of both warmth and coolness radiating out from his tits. He groaned on the sand and decided he had to try to walk; it was so dark he couldn't see a speck in the pitch. He gathered his high heeled feel underneath him and turned to bend over using the slope of the dune to push off on, and inch himself back up again with his hands using his thighs then his hips then he could stand. He stood for a minute in the cool night air. Now that he had had a orgasm pretty much massaging his own tits they cooled in the soft night air of the desert breeze. He felt the nipples get swollen with his fingers, and they perked up pointing straight out. Mmmm that feels good, he thought silently in his head. Absent minded he reached for his dick and found the hole and a place that was still tender right below it. He could feel it was smooth going round underneath to his taint, he moved his hands to grasp his butt, they too exploded in pleasure, he felt a need right now, as soon as he began to rub his own butt, which bigger than he remembered and nice and round. He was overwhelmed by the moment, and moaned very loud as he rubbed his butt even more coming back up to his sides then back a little, then around to his stomach and his wonderful sensitive breasts. Cut short, a hard of hearing person one hundred feet away could hear him moaning and wowing as he rubbed himself in the dark. No lights came on, no sounds, no soft sounds of anyone running in the dark, he had a vision to fly at nearly ground level and go fast he was immune to missiles, because of natural racial abilities. He thought about THAT too it seemed so familiar; it was down that other path where he really did not want to go dark and terrifying. So kind of in short steps he walked in the direction that the sleeping people were he stumbled over something and fell into more semi soft and some things that felt bony. He felt around and found the face of someone.

They felt cold and stiff, and very dead. He realized he was in graveyard of all dead people; he was trying to be so quiet. Sickened he scrambled up off the corpse and tripped over another one, he screamed and took two steps to leap into the air. He was up away from that horror in a second, but came back down again when he stopped using his special ability. But he was out of the horrible open grave somewhere behind him, though. He realized someone had done all this to him, and his wings were clipped so he could not fly far, but at least he could fly. He walked a short ways then did sprints of flying in ability for short distances in the dark, sometimes he would be unlucky and miss the top of a dune and land hard enough to jump once and either tumble to the bottom or run down the side of the dune, with sand going in all directions. He thought, I can really get a long stride now with no balls. I kind of think I could put both my feet behind my head and lick my own dick. Only if I had a dick, he sighed after thinking all this. The dark terrifying path beckoned him to come closer, to go down that way. He shut it out, he thought to think of something else. It was really bad that memory direction, maybe tomorrow he can open that memory, right now he thought it would be too terrible to stand, his mind might snap. Then he'd be a goner. Unconscious at the bottom of a dune in pitch dark, with a voluptuous body that felt so wonderful to touch, he stopped at that thought: "What am I, now, and for that matter what is my name?" He just stood in one landing spot. Not knowing what to do. He just sat down in the dune. Then thought to cover his wings behind him with sand then his erotic sensuous body, then his legs torso and behind his long haired head the last was his face, he mostly just sprinkled sand on his face to cover it, then scooped his arms back and forth to cover them. He lay in the sand a little ways hoping this was enough protection. It was comfortable and he felt himself get drowsy and soon was asleep.

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Fy'ahze fell a long while the drop tunnel was deep it dropped him into a vast pool of water below, ice cold and making his balls tighten and draw up and made his semi erect dick flaccid again in seconds, the icy water chilled his big body to the bone, he saw heat trails with his Royant eyes and swam toward the heat forms. He came to a bank and was not able to rise up enough to get out of the freezing water. He fumbled along for a ways down the bank then finally found a foothold in the water with enough to boost him up so that his powerful arm muscles could drag the rest of him out of the water. The heat forms turned out to be sightless fish. It was pitch dark down here, it would take him some time to locate the armaments box, but he needed some more heat in his body to move. He only had to worry about demons and undead down here, monsters were handled by his Crimson Dagger endowment. He lay there for a long while, longer than usual, he rolled over and got up on hands and knees and crawled around away from the bank to search for a wooden box. After several false finds of things wooden which turned out to be broken parts of barrels or furniture, he finally found a box with a lid on it. He opened it and on top thankfully was an electric torch. The torch was a specialized device, made of steel it was a refillable fuel torch that burned at low tech. he switched the lever to move the striker once to first time success. The torch sputtered to life. He was crestfallen; clear as day was the way out, on the other side of the pool. He would need to swim across the water again and anything in the box had to be left unless he heaved it across to the other side. Which is what he did, he took a heavy axe and mail armor and with his great strength tossed each one over to the opposite side. Then put out the torch and tossed it just to the other side. In the darkness he could see its heat; it had rolled precariously close to the water's edge ready to fall in with a light breeze. He took a running jump and leaped far, but only got a short distance from shore. After a year and a half of partying doing not much more but have sex on his victim Slut and drinking doing drugs and not exercising or doing much of anything else he had gained weight and gotten flabby, he had a third less strength than last year about this time. So he sank again pretty fast even though he did not spill out of a long tube gaining momentum, he sank to about the same depth as before, and had to swim up for air and then find the bank. Again he had to go down the bank to find a place to get out of the icy water. He was a little more used to it, instead of being such a shock to his system earlier. This time he went a wrong direction there was no convenient rock to boost him out of the water, he instead tried to swim fast and scale the back by clawing his way up. After a grueling twenty minutes he was on the bank exhausted. He rested here for nearly as long but wanted to get out of here, and then shoot whatever idiot put the box on the wrong side of the escape tunnel.

Chapter Eighteen

"How long do you wanna stand ..." J'kael began.

"What do you mean? Drang replied shifting J'kael's weight in his strong arms a little.

"It's dark, right?" J'kael did not wait for the obvious answer, "What did you eat and drink last?"

"You know, you were with me we ate and we had only one Grendyl Ale to stay lose."

"OH that sounds really tasty, tell you what you lay on your back, and get your cock out of your natural codpiece. I want to milk that taste out of you."

Drang set J'kael down then got on the ground with his wings outstretched, there was a sound of fumbling around and a rubber snap sound. From J'kael what Drang could not see in the dark was him removing six full hand sized globe bottles out of his mid Avole, setting them down with a glass clink on cement.

"Okay now what, do I get a O!" Drang questioned J'kael in the dark, J'kael felt out in front until he touched Drang, then moved his six bottles with him as he crawled ever so carefully in the vacuum of no light. There was a set of hot strong somewhat thinly vibrating skin wrapping around the end of Drang's semi erect waning cock.

"OH that feels good!"

Drang said excitedly. J'kael stopped "Give me your hand my friend."

A hand came up and gently stroked J'kael's face on one side. J'kael placed a bottle, he was unsure which one but the first ones out were the reds, then the cadence across the floor in pitch dark would mean they are in the right order... J'kael surmised.

"Drink some of that it is tasteless." J'kael requested.

"How do you open ..." Drang asked then simply bit through the top. He drank some of the liquid inside.

"You bite through the top; it seals itself ...oh you figured it out." J'kael said in the dark, "Now same amount of this one." J'kael continued. "And this one."

"How many more of these you want me to drink?" Drang asked sort of protesting."And for that matter what are they?

J'kael handed Drang's hand another of the last three bottles, "here." Waited for a few seconds; "and here!" handing Drang the bottles, "last one!"

Now you hand me back one at a time all those bottles. This took a few minutes. J'kael stuffed back into his empty sheath, the passage of each bottle gave his sheath a little thrill because his flayed cock skin was the inside of his sheath to a point, since his original cock was only sixteen inches long. The bottles he secured with the feeling of blushing extremely hard on each bottle he put back up deep inside as Fy'ahze had told him too, before he recognized Drang after his resurrection and rejuvenation. After all the last year and a one half; from Drang being dead.

"Okay what is that supposed to do anyway I don't fell OOOOOOOOOOOH!" Drang let out a roar of delight, that soft silky hot mouth had not only sucked his cock into the throat but now Drang had a twenty-four inch dick with a three inch diameter, his cock head was huge four inches in diameter, and that hot mouth had swallowed all of it in one go. Ice and flames bathed Drang's now gigantic cock, they were gentle pleasures but something Drang had never felt before, "WOW! J'kael you'd never do this before, OH GODZ that feels good! I love the new you!" Drang just lay there his legs drumming on the cement as J'kael applied extreme suction on Drang's giant cock. "HOOOOOOOOHW!" Drang rubbed and stroked J'kael's face with his hands as that hot mouth drank the spurting cum coming out of Drang's huge thick cock and down a thirsty throat. J'kael moved his tongue and toothless mouth (his race only had lower teeth like the feral version of his race did as well). And J'kael's tongue milked all of Drang's cum out of this first load, from his much bigger balls.

J'kael then spun around and planted his anal lips on Drang's still throbbing cock and sat into it. "You'll need OH GODZ that feels good in there, Drang started.

J'kael began and this was becoming difficult to string two thoughts together with that giant telephone pole Drang had now for a cock sliding generously up through his anal hole, and under the rectal muscle, then deeper to pierce J'kael's colon he stopped and vibrated in his joy and pleasure in being reamed, this time by his best friend in the world good old Drang the Summoner. Who was now getting up while he was still inside of J'kael to stroke him deep in his ass. J'kael returned to heaven: shocks of electricity bounced inside J'kael's body from his hairless ears to the tips of his cloven hooves then back up his spine in a cycle ears, toes spine repeat. Drang was overjoyed, and J'kael found it better to enjoy the ride instead of think, it was just like at Fy'azhe's castle and dungeon, the GBI J'kael had in hir/him... thinking for a second was shi Slut or J'kael, or something in-between? J'kael thought for a couple seconds before the overwhelming ecstasy blew through him, shi instead J'kael identified for the moment as Slut, since shi was getting so well fucked deep up inside, this was so wonderful. Slut felt empowered by the pleasures magnified beyond being able to think, at all. Drang was all workman-like in getting the full stroke of his new twice as long and three times as thick spar of love pumping up the tight deep cavity of this bitch faggot J'kael had become. Drang came again, he excitedly told J'kael. "Oh this feels so good, that was a really great present, J'kael, I kind of had a crush on you for some time, and I'd think maybe I can ask you the next day, but I never could get the courage to ask you. But I dreamed of this all the long years I've known you. "Drang said still pumping mechanically his new long meat post into J'kael the more powerful of the two of them. Drang could let his pent up love spill out for J'kael and he pushed into different places making the faggot slut J'kael had become moan and gasp in obvious delight to whatever new stroke Drang did. Drang and J'kael both were lost in lust and Drang was in love finally able to show it.

Both did not notice the beaten and vanquished Diorian crawl away from them on his elbows and knees, breathing as quietly as he could to not arouse their awareness of him escaping. He needed to desperately do something evil to Save so he could function, still he was in contact through his own Mentor to Fy'azhe's Mentor and to his mob boss; Fy'ahze himself. He was ordered to take Drang out and return with Slut as soon as possible. He requested help from Fy'azhe's torpedoes, the other three special guards, needed to come to where he was now. Fy'ahze talked through the Mentors his own then his lieutenant's to stay put, help is on the way a simple tracking spell needed to be performed to find where in the world J'kael had teleported to. "Why can't the wizards use recall teleport on Slut?"

Fy'ahze sent back" he moved from the location he teleported to, that won't work. Am using the one wizard we caught a month ago to cast teleportology on the egress out location of the teleport to where J'kael and Drang went, shi is willing because I am holding back on drinking the GBI bottles I have left to force hir to do what I command."

The guard thought maliciously in glee; sex as a weapon! He relaxed a little he could breath out of his mouth, a new feeling since all his life he did not have a broken nose, broken left hand and mangled dislocated fingers on the other hand plus his balls were still inside his body pulled way up high after getting beaten nearly to bursting by that iron mallet Drang had for a fist. It would be too painful to stand and with his hands messed up he could not even hold the empty scrotum with them. He felt the drop coming, "Sorry boss my balls are still in my throat, I going unconscio..." he never got the communication out he fell into a coma again because his balls were still swollen up inside his body, away from the scrotum sack and unless aided by another person to bounce his balls back into his scrotum where they could scream in pain there, he could not stay awake for many more than a few seconds.

Drang still loved every moment of this wonderful gift J'kael had finally given him. He'd dreamed for years what he'd like to do with J'kael to love him and take him for glides through the trees, simple things. Drang could pet and stroke J'kaels face with the soft wool he grew before, as J'kael sucking on his dick, making him cum every few minutes, then drinking it all. Drang felt complete finally, he could ZTop J'kael for as often and as much as he wanted to now, Drang was very happy, he noticed the pants leg slide off him and inch away into the darkness, and then it stopped. Drang pulled on the pants leg and the comatose form it was tied to slid back to close by Drang. "Oh this is so wonderful J'kael I love this really wonderful gift you have given me, I love you so much my friend, I never could ask you before. J'kael came out of his bliss, "Drang you stopped fucking me, keep pumping it is ten times what you feel for me, I need your urine too, after you cum this next time piss next. I am so dehydrated!"

Drang felt sorry for J'kael drinking was fun with J'kael now in his new fuckable form he could only 'drink' urine as a water source. Drinking real water without the urethral toxins was required by his body in the Avole organs. Drang pumped up more pleasures getting J'kael the slut to scream and shriek in obvious pleasure that he Drang was giving him.

Slut yelled out, "Oh fuck me harder master, fuck me long, fuck me deep, please - please - please fuck my brains out! Please oh godz this feels so tantalizingly erotic." J'kael wiggled and vibrated to each thrust in or out waves of immense mind numbing pleasure washed through him again; Drang was not tiring he had a lot of stamina. Before J'kael became Slut again for the time they were both going to be busy until the sun came up, J'kael dropped a bombshell; "we should have done this before we were taken, you were killed and I was made into the whore I kind of always wanted to be, before I become Slut again for this great fuck you turned out to be, I wished we were more like Pim and Pony, and could express my love you Drang, in the open. My mind is becoming Slut again, but this is too good to stop, I love you too Drang, I always have, but I never knew how much fun a bottom has as the one fucked. "J'kael's eyes glossed over, shi was completely Slut again, like shi had come home. Drang was covering hir completely the hater mean person was breathing though his mouth and broken nose, lying naked upon the cold cement.

H'Emorael were difficult to control for the Sitrans when both races first encountered each other, The Sitrans had developed special GBI to take out Casmahe and Koalan; Moakiens, but when the Amoleans took up the Kasan banner and fought Sitra, they used the new strategy on them: GBI drug injections brainwashing into a sissy slut, and castrations. The H'Emorael never stayed brainwashed, even after reprocessing yearly, there was always a chance a slave would break their conditioning, When Slut saw Drang alive, fighting to stay free it triggered J'kael breaking his conditioning and back to his old self, "Dark Shadow". As soon as he saw Drang J'kael was himself again. The use though, has kept Slut wanting to enjoy being a sex slave for cock, all the time if possible. Now that GBI enhancement was given to Drang he became Slut's new master. And filled a hole J'kael-Slut did not know he had. J'kael deep down loved Drang, not just as a friend but more. He same as Pim and Pony loved each other. J'kael could never show it, he was kind of waiting until after he retired to talk with Drang about his deepest feelings. But he never had the chance, now as Slut he had a good excuse for having Drang fuck him, he had to eat, and drink, and Drang's cock could satisfy all those needs. Plus it was incredibly fun and waves of joy bounced through him as he was fucked. It was sloppy in there, Drang had cum at least four times with his cock not getting soft but staying as hard as stone. Slut was back in the same heaven he had been in with Fy'ahze and his minions.

Hours later Drang stopped his cock was spurting again he lost count of how many times he had cum. He pulled out of his love the painted pretty colors completely naked, effeminate looking J'kael. Who after Drang's cock had cum countless times in J

Kael's Avole, now was doing service as Slut spun around with new energy from the cum inside hir and the tiny bit of piss Drang had in between cumming so many times.

Slut thrust hir mouth on masters cum dripping cock licking off the excess cum then sucking up the ropes of it around Drang's groin when he had hilted Slut for more times than shi could count.

This master was not waning needing to do something painful to him, or hurt his sex organs again. Slut loved hir new master more than the mean orange one. Shi wanted to make this master hir special one, hir new Top. He just wanted to fuck hir senseless, which what shi deeply craved.

Slut slid his hot fucker into hir mouth licking and caressing the cock all the way into the turn in hir throat where shi had to reposition hir neck to line up with hir mouth to hir throat to get all of Drang down into hir high Avole.

The year had been fruitful Slut could hold hir breath for twenty-four minutes, but this was a new master and the secondary throat inside hir was now ready. In Amoleans and Rhiaxians this second throat to breathe with grew sooner than in H'Emorael. And in J'kael it had taken a long time to form from the cells of his original throat. Now he could breathe normally all of a sudden, and still suck and swallow the long cock in hir throat, much to Drang's continued excitement. Drang pulled his legs together and stroked J'kael's' soft skin of his face, "Oh that feels so good, I love this; my friend, and I really want this to be the case... my true love?!" Drang asked.

But this was Slut shi gave pleasure; she already loved everyone, because shi loved being a hot whore, named 'Slut'.

Hours later after Slut had pulled out the stored bottles, Drang got to fuck Slut's mid Avole, and grab and fondle Sluts big tits.

Slut just let Drang do whatever he wanted, he was giddy enrapture by the pleasure of both getting his cock sucked clean and cumming more than in any time of his life, with his best friend who he has loved ever since they began working together

This was making up for all the blue balls he had to deal with after he did not have the courage to ask J'kael if they could do it, just once together.

Slut was in heaven fucking that long hot stone pole Drang had, feeling it all the way up hir stomach throbbing and then firing more cum deep inside hir thirsty Avole. The throbbing was really nice shi could stroke hir own body and feel that huge meat muscle either tensing and flooding hir Mid Avole, or throbbing in pleasures and need. Slut could feel it inside through touching hir own groin and stomach up higher even to the pit of hir stomach. It felt so good in there.

This was better than wonderful, Slut could not think as J'kael when having massive sex. Shi could not think of anything besides 'wonderful'.

Drang was lost in lust for the first time he felt free. He was fucking J'kael's sheath like a pussy, Drang hugged J'kael to him, and even his wings surrounded the both of them. He stopped his post deep inside and every once in a while he would stroke again another thirty times then both would tense and end up cuddling. Drang was very happy to this homecoming. Slut loved hir new kind master that only gave hir food and drink and so much pleasure. In between being fucked this master chose to leave his cock up deep inside, so any movement would move that wide spear to tickle new pleasure centers Slut had. Slut loved hir new master, he was different, he was special shi was his. And he was so much fun. Hir mouth tasting of Drang's cum embraced his mouth and slid a thick tongue inside his mouth, it tasted like his first cum in the morning after having blue balls all night, and then scrunching up in a wooden crate so he could suck his own cock, after not having any with his real love interest. That was all changed now. He was with his best friend and his best fuck in years. Drang held J'kael tighter now as the Slut personality of the new Dual personality J'kael came back.

"Oh you feel good in there, Drang, I wish we could have done this a long time ago." J'kael said in soft voice so that only Drang could hear. "You should have pushed me down ripped my pants off and fucked me hard up my ass. After the first Runes, I would have just held on to something and let you pound my ass. I kind of wish you had ...now!"

Drang had such passion for a giant, he pushed his mouth to kiss and suck on J'kael's wider tongue into his own mouth, sucking off his own cum taste into his mouth, and kissed J'kael passionately.

Stopping a wave a different thing washed up J'kael's spine. It did not diminish or go away, J'kael knew what had happened he was in love, the conditioning, the sex for a year and a half, and Drang's cock becoming just as gigantic as Fy'ahze or his underlings, this was a different feeling altogether, as if a door had opened and flowers and soft velvet kissing lips had spilled out. J'kael looked at Drang in a new way.

Drang shoved deep in his whore's boipussy had set off J'kael's new identity, shi would stay Slut, not Save to who shi was a year and a half ago. And become Drang's lover, for the rest of Drang's life. H'Emorael like Ginn are immortal unless killed, J'kael would need to change his name now, to become J'Slut, or Slut'kael. Shi instead slid back and forth on Drang's big cock making him get wrapped in such joy. J'kael-Slut stopped,

"That's it, I thought of whom I am, Drang! "J'kael said excitedly "I am Joy, I'm staying this way looking like this sex slave whore, but my heart is filled as much as my Avoles with your hot seed. I am your Joy, Drang not anyone else's just you, I am Joy, your Joy!" J'kael was really happy.

Drang said 'Okay I love you too; Joy, I want the whole world to know, I love you and you alone Joy." Drang stroked a few more times and came again. Then after pushing all his cum out, he pulled is extra huge and massively long cock out. "I gotta go, how do you want it Joy of my heart?"

J'kael now Joy smiled very wide and opened his mouth before Drang let loose his piss, Joy drank quickly using hir second throat to breathe with, and drank down all of Drang's sweet urine.

Not that hot pepper stuff that always tastes like garbage Sitran's had for a cock and cum taste, but sweet and delicious compared to that horrid stuff.

"I'm pretty full master, but I can go another ten hours if you want." Joy said after licking down all of what Drang had. Joy swayed as shi walked the cum inside all of hir avoles made hir plump up for a few hours, until the Avole organs had metabolized all of the cum in them and drew in the urethra toxins from the urine and gave hir cells new water to make new ones at one - one thousandth normal metabolism in aging.

"You have a new name I want a new name too, I am very happy now , I am alive, I am with you, I am home and I have had more joy than in all my life. What would be a good name for me?" Drang asked, he was excited like he was just joining the Star Order kind of happy.

Joy though for a few seconds, Drang's cock was returning to normal he groaned a little because he had used more of his balls than he ever had in autoerotic or masturbating. They hurt.

"Oh that was intense Joy, my balls are killing me!" Drang said. What do you think Joy what name should I have. I love your name you have given me such happiness and I feel wonderful, plus my heart does not hurt anymore, Joy you filled it."

"that's it, Heart, because you have a lot of it, you are now 'Heart', Drang is gone, he got summoned, you are Heart, and secretly in our room or even an ally I will call you 'Happy'."

Heart thought about his new names, "so to everyone else we are Heart and Joy, but in our intimacy we are Happy Heart and Wonderful Joy. Those are nice names, let's go find a hotel and get to loving some more. You know that place in Rheem where we go and pick up from the bagman lets go there Joy, the penthouse is waiting for us!" Happy Heart asked excited.

Completely forgetting about the Diorian enrapt by the moment Joy cast the teleportation spell so that both of them a naked painted whore and a naked Ogrensi popped into the Penthouse in the Town Of Rheem's main hotel. A four star hotel, but the bordello Heart used to run here was just down the street. Plus Heart was still Drang to these people and they would welcome getting the large amount of cash off their hands.

Joy turned to the door of the suite, "C'mon Heart, let's do this right!" Shi waddled over to the doorway and opened the door to the private elevator beyond.

"Now you carry me through the door and we are joined forever!" Joy said happily, Drang groaned his balls still hurt like hell they were on fire it seemed. He picked up Joy and kissing hir passionately walked through the doorframe.

Joy was let down and Shi kissed him again, then got between his legs and fitted one then other testicle in hir hot mouth, and caressed and licked Happy Heart's balls he laid down on the floor right there moaning in pleasure. Joy pulled off, "Are you okay Happy?"

"I am feeling better; Wonderful Joy, keep doing that it feels good."

Joy fitted both balls back into hir mouth and shi continued to caress them tenderly. Happy Heart content with his new name laid back and spread his wings out before laying on them, he moved his thighs apart so Joy would have an easier time sucking on his big orbs. He felt really happy now his balls stopped aching inside Wonderful Joy's mouth.

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The Diorian's eyes popped open the sun was setting the big red one was getting visible again. He had a pair of pants tied to his leg and got to sit up. And screamed as he bounced several octaves too high, he bounced his balls back out and used the one thumb he still could use, the rest of his hand useless, he had to excruciatingly dig his swollen testicles back through the canal to pop back out in his sack. Peals of shrieking agony in nearly an hour later, he could stand his balls screaming in inferno level agony between his legs, walking would be a big problem, he was thankful for the night, and sat with his balls on the cool cement until the throbbing pain subsided. Crawling over to a wall he inched himself up to his bare feet. Then took a step it was a sudden ping of intense agony to his left testicle. He shuddered and stopped waiting for the pain to subside. The next step with the other leg another sharp dagger sliced into his testicle. He screamed a little lower in octaves to no one around. He was running out of light, he needed to get out of here. Biting his lip he took several steps a few knives sliced into his balls cutting them into bit sized chunks, or that is what it felt like.

It was dark and the street lights were coming on, in this part of the city, there had been a fire and no one had rebuilt this section. Still street lights came on; he was not in total darkness like that cement place. He dodged people on the street ducking into doorways or alleys until they passed, but finally through each step causing more agony than before into the Crimson Dagger hall then to a seat just inside,. He grabbed the door open of the emergency ice cubes in a bag. And he sat down with his nuts going blissfully numb in the ice in his lap. He bent over to put his swollen face in the ice in his lap, after a time that pain subsided too. He just sat there in the vestibule area of the Crimson Dagger. His agony abated until he ran out of ice.

"Hey, I'll level bet you didn't think you'd ever see me again!" A two by six came in and hit the Diorian again cracking some more of his face. The Diorian screamed in pain as the board broke his nose again then it came back and struck him edge on into his mouth he felt his teeth fold in and come out of his gums. The board then came back a hand grabbed his ice away, and that evil wooden end crushed both testicles to the hard stone of the bench the Diorian screeched four octaves higher this time. His wounded balls were smashed down nearly mashing them into paste. Dumb struck defenseless the end of the board came down mashing his left testicle into mush, and then before he could inhale it came down again mashing his right testicle. Then a knife he could not see slipped into the Kaetch's hand and sliced off the Diorians' useless sack upon the cutting board of the stone bench. E was ihaling his scream as he was brutally castrated by this assassin he could not see, from the first blow thast caught him in the face.

Spitting out his teeth, the board came back in now tasting iron from his destroyed balls' blood on it it forced out the rest of the Diorian's teeth out of his mouth. His mouth a ruin, he was picked up and spur around his good thumb then snapped backwards breaking it too, then wet spittle hit his asshole, he tried to move but a powerful hand held him down on the bench his naked ass exposed, and he was helpless, and could not see who it was. The cock speared through his anal lips it was big too much bigger than it had to be, as if GBI was sold everywhere. It was too big because it was enhanced to be huge plus it was still growing, which meant ...!

A feeling of doom drained through the Diorian like cold icy mud: the next ten hours he was going to get ass raped in his own Order hall by another Crimson Dagger and probably everybody that comes in the door!

His mouth was a ruin of torn gums broken teeth and pulverized tongue, his face was broken in more places, he could not see from his eyes swelling shut.

Oh before I go all Black Glove on your ass. I wanted to let you know, oh wait, you won't be using that anytime soon." A device shoved up into the Diorian's sheath flayed his cock and flaying the inside of his sheath then reattached the cock shin to the sheath walls and cut his whole cock off at the base. More agonies he tried to resist but was too much in pain to move, the emasculation was awful he could only gurgle out his agony.

"Yeah, now anyone can fuck the fag in the foyer, even me!"

The Kaetch's over wide cock and twice as long rammed up deep inside the Diorian's ass it split his anal lips in four pieces, then pushed his rectal muscle way up and out of the way then split his colon in four pieces. It sliced his whole colon inside into four slits then pulled out.

"Hey, you kicked my ass once when I was just tossed out of the Diamond for stealing; with no Guild at all you drug me to the stocks and let nearly 80 guys widen my asshole large enough to both your fists inside."The Kaetch continued. "Then after I joined the Screw you cornered me in an alley with your gang and raped me again between the four of you. Screaming in pain, begging for mercy after you beat my ass then fucked me the first time. You and your gang did it again. This will make up for both times, you don't need any dick or teeth or balls you are the 'foyer fuck' now I got to do that for a couple weeks until I could be a smart ass and actually form words with my broken face, then Save and escape that royal fucking you did on me!"

The Kaetch took some pictures of the helpless enemy that was going to be the fuck toy for everyone in a few minutes.

"Yes that is right. I joined the Crimson Dagger, I am Phukyue when you did all that to me, I am the Crimson Scourge now... Whore!"

Oh I almost forgot to make sure you can't get back at me, I'm giving you multispectral Bice Green!"

The Diorian tried to raise up, to make his wounded body move he struggled weakly, he called out to his Mentor for help, but had no more Save at all with him, so he did not answer, nothing but groans and blubbering came out of his mouth, then they hit ten darts stuck in his ass very close to his already ravaged now gaped hole. He felt the drop go. He was no longer Crimson Dagger, he was nothing, the extreme need then hit his stomach and the knot was injected into his navel next. He felt the change begin. "Just should have not gotten up this morning I guess": his final thought as himself said in his mind ...then.