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Mystic Pleasure

Part 2

For HeruAnubisSolares

By Draconicon

By morning, she didn't remember anything that had happened with Nangi - Mistress, said the quiet part of her mind to no-one at all - but she knew that there was an assignment, something that she needed to do, something that required her full attention. Judy was ready for that, and would keep an open mind at work for the opportunity for the unknown task. The bunny was all smiles as she got ready for work, dressing without putting on panties below her uniform, feeling all the better for it as she walked out the door and made her way down to her car.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Nick was there. The fox was in the middle of reading a magazine as he leaned against the side of her vehicle, and he looked like he hadn't slept a wink. Judy felt a gentle prod from the back of her mind. He cared for her, and she ostensibly cared for him. She put on an expression of concern, cocking her head to the side as she looked the fox up and down.

"Didn't sleep well?"

"I was following up a lead," Nick said. "Might still pan out, all things considering."

"Heh, odd thing to be doing without me around."

"The chief's got me on a case since you've been busy with the whole Mystic Springs thing."

"Huh. Well, maybe that'll be closed soon."

"You know something I don't?" Nick asked, chuckling.

"Just a feeling."

And in all honesty, that was all it was. There was some sort of block in the back of her mind regarding Chief Bogo. There was something that she felt that she should know about the whole thing, but it wouldn't come to her. It was as if it didn't exist.

Probably for the best. Some things were best left unknown to dumb bunnies.

"Well, you riding with me today?" she asked, walking around the fox to the driver's side door.

"Probably should. I've been up too late."

"Heh, well, hop in, you sly fox."

"After you, dumb bunny."

He was a charmer, he really was. Nothing compared to the wisdom of Nangi - Mistress - but much better than the average male on the streets. She really hoped that she could have him in some way. She really, really did.

Almost as she had predicted, the Mystic Springs case was closed as soon as they arrived. Bogo said something about the whole thing not being worth pursuing, and that - after close examination - it was clear that the clients and the workers at the Oasis just weren't part of anything. They were too incompetent to be any kind of criminals, in the words of the police chief.

As the department resources were redistributed, Judy could tell that Nick wasn't happy about the decision. He wanted to take care of this, she could tell, and he wasn't buying that the whole thing was that innocent. She didn't blame him. Even as coerced as she was to be silent and to keep from thinking, she could feel the holes in the case.

But it was not up to her. This was Nangi's operation, and she merely served a role.

As Nick went to complain to the chief, Judy was given the day off, and she went back to the locker rooms. With no case to work on, she didn't have time to really play with Nick, and she had to be open to other possibilities. That was the rule. Be open to moments when Nangi's plan could be brought to bear.

As she walked into the locker room, though, she found herself face to knee with one of the other officers that she'd had some acquaintance with. Major Friedkin, a polar bear that ran the cadet training courses, was in the process of changing out of her work gear and getting into her civvies. She was half naked, bare from the waist up and still wearing her panties on her lower half.

Judy looked her over, and a small grin started to climb up the sides of her face. Yes. Yes. She remembered now.

"Hey, Major," Judy said. "Have you got a second?"

"I might, if it's for you." The polar bear chuckled, putting her hands on her hips, her breasts hanging down surprisingly low. Then again, with their size, without support, it wasn't that surprising. "What's up?"

"I heard that you've been getting some dull days lately."

"Heh, tell me about it. Ever since you came through the academy, there's been no challenges."

"You want a challenge, huh?"

"Maybe. Depends on whether it's a bunny challenge, or a real woman challenge," the polar bear said, chuckling as she reached for her bra, pulling it on. "I mean, no offense, but what challenges a fluff butt doesn't really get me out of bed in the morning."

Judy smiled. Once, she might have been offended at that, but these days it was harder to get under her skin. She walked over to the locker that she kept for herself, opening the smaller slab of metal and pulling out her own clothes. She more than happily stripped down, only for the major to chuckle.

"What?"

"Didn't think that you'd be someone to go to work without underwear."

"Well, let's just say that it's made me faster."

"Yeah, sure." Friedkin laughed, pulling her shirt on and leaning against her locker. "Now, what's this about a challenge, huh?"

"Heh, you know how I've been going to the Oasis lately?"

"Yeah. Ever since Bogo started that investigation. Whatcha gonna do now that it's shut down?"

"Wait for a new assignment, I guess. But I can tell you this. It's been a challenge and a half, there."

"Yeah, right. Only challenge out there would be all the naked customers. Once you're used to that, it's a cake-walk."

"Oh, you think so?"

"...What do you know that I don't, Hopps?"

Judy smiled. She knew a lot, though she didn't really know how she knew it. Some of it was information about Friedkin herself, things that she knew that the polar bear never actually mentioned at work, but were things that she nevertheless knew to be true. She crossed her own arms, smirking up at the bigger woman as she started counting things out on her fingers.

"One, that you like going to the Ice-Breaker's Club in the Tundra District."

The Ice-Breaker's was a place where some serious naughty things happened. It was not quite the sort of place that went fully back to the feral ways, but it took it a hell of a lot closer than most of the other clubs spread through Zootopia. She had never been there, nor had she ever seen Friedkin come from it, but she knew it nonetheless. She imagined that it would have come from -

Mistress.

• but it didn't matter in the long term. What mattered was that it was completely true, judging by the sudden look of shock on the major's face. Judy pushed on.

"Second, you like everyone looking at you."

"How'd you find out about that?" Friedkin asked.

"Heh, I have my sources."

"You better share them with me."

"And let you beat them up? Uh-uh. You're going to have to do better than that."

"..."

"And third...you like to push the envelope. You like to see how much you can take. And there's a place in the Oasis that'll let you do just that."

"Heh, and how do you know about that, fluff butt?"

"Hmmm, hmmm..."

"...You're kidding," the polar bear whispered. "You?"

"Heh. I've been expanding all kinds of horizons lately, Major. Try everything, right? Well, I've been trying everything. And if you want a challenge, I got a good one to throw at you, if you want to follow me down to the Oasis."

"You're on, Hopps."

"See you there."

Judy arrived at the Mystic Springs with the same sort of fuzzy-brained feeling that she remembered from the day before. The same sort of general foggy-fuzzy feeling spread through her skull, and it made it hard for her to think. In all honesty, that was a good thing. After all, she wasn't supposed to think, was she? That was left to someone else, someone better at it than she was.

The thought was enough to send a shiver down her spine, and she giggled as she put the car in park, pulling off her shirt and tossing it into the back seat. She was technically breaking the law, yes, but she didn't really care anymore. This place, this Oasis, was her real home, these days.

Knock knock.

She looked up to see the polar bear on the other side of the window. Judy rolled the window down, smiling up.

"Yes, officer?" she asked, surprised that her voice was almost flirtatious.

"Are you seriously stripping on the street?" Friedkin asked, crossing her arms. "I could write you a ticket for that."

"Off-dutyyyyyy," Judy said, and even she was somewhat surprised at the sing-song tone of her voice. She shook her head, hopping out through the window, her nipples stiffening in the cool afternoon breeze. "Besides, it's not like I'm bothering anyone. Everyone's free to look."

"Hopps, I never would have thought you had it in you."

"I have had plenty of things in me." She blinked, then slapped a hand over her eyes. "Cheese and crackers. Wow. Wow."

It had come from nowhere, and she wasn't actually embarrassed. It was just the thing that felt right to do at that moment. But it worked, considering that it set the polar bear off in a fit of giggles, and Major Friedkin took nearly a full minute to calm back down. Judy took advantage of that to take off her pants, throwing them back in the car, and leaving her completely naked from head to toe. She smiled, putting her hands on her hips as the major took her time pulling herself back together. By the time she had, they had an audience from both sides of the street.

"Ready to go in?" Judy asked.

"Heh...heh. I'm ready for anything that you can throw at me, little bunny."

"That's the spirit."

Yax was waiting in the main room, and he just waved them through, not even saying a word. She imagined that Nangi - Mistress - had already gotten to him. Probably made sure that he was a good, silent, useful partner, not talking too much, not distracting people from the true wisdom of the great elephant. This was the place where they were meant to be. Nangi was who they were meant to obey, to follow. She was their leader, and Judy was one of her many followers.

A devotee, she supposed, was the right word for it. She rather liked it.

"So, I can just change here, or?" Friedkin asked as they stepped through onto the grass.

"Oh, you can change here, or in the locker rooms, or...well, anywhere, actually. It's just where you want to store your clothes until you're done."

"Heh, okay. So...you said there was a, uh, special challenge?" the bear asked, slowly unbuttoning her shirt.

"Yeah...I did." Judy smiled. "It's downstairs."

"This place has a basement? That's not any of the plans."

Plans. Right. Judy remembered that she and the rest of the force involved in the Mystic Springs case had studied most of the floor plans that they had been able to get their hands on of the Oasis. No surprise that the major had been part of that, too, but how would she be able to explain -

Right. She had been here, investigating. She hadn't revealed them because -

Right. She had been trying to keep her cover, and if someone started looking around, then a culprit here would immediately know that their cover had been blown. She smiled.

"It's something that they had added later, something for those that wanted more exciting things than just socializing while naked. You can understand that, can't you, Major?"

"Heh, you bet I can."

"Good. Why don't I show you what they have waiting for people like us down there?"

She led the way, the bear completely naked, just like her. They passed by several large groups that were hanging out, others that were stretching and playing games, and one larger group gathered around Nangi. The elephant looked her in the eye as she passed, and Judy blushed, only just resisting the urge to fall to her knees and give worship to the great and wise woman.

They reached the stairs that were around the corner, and Judy led the way into the underground. She could already smell the bit of Nighthowler from before, and she felt her pussy start juicing almost immediately, her fluids running down her thigh and pooling in the arch of her foot with every step.

"It's just around the corner," she said.

"They have a whole basement for this?" Friedkin asked.

"It's something that surprised me, too, but...hey, some of us like burrows. Feels like home."

And it did, though not for the reason that the polar bear might think. She felt more at home here than she ever had back at Bunnyburrows, and it had nothing to do with the underground, nor anything to do with the fact that she belonged here in Zootopia. The nudity helped, and so did the kink, but the only thing that really pulled her back here was the one that owned it all.

Nangi.

Mistress.

Wise one.

Judy judiciously avoided the corner that would have allowed Friedkin a view down to the rougher parts of the basement, instead turning towards the gym immediately. There were the usual exercise machines, of course, but at the far end, just far enough back to make it look like they were kept out of the way intentionally, were the sybians. Judy shivered as she remembered how good those had felt the first time, and more, how it had gotten so much better with the introduction of the gas masks and the Nighthowler in them. She still knew that there was something different about the Nighthowler that they used here compared to what they'd rooted out of the city before, but that mystery was for another time. She had something bigger to take care of today, someone useful.

"Are those..." Friedkin laughed, slapping Judy across the shoulders. "Bunny, you freak."

"Hey, don't knock it until you try it."

"I didn't know you went in for the heavy-duty stuff. Hell, if I knew that, I'd have taken you out to the Ice-Breaker's months ago."

"Well, um, it took a lot of time here for me to unlock that part of myself. And, um, I thought that -"

"Don't get shy on me now, fluff butt. I think you brought me here for a challenge, didn't you?"

"Uh...yeah, yeah, I did."

"Tell me what you have in mind?"

It would have been rather awkward to propose a challenge in other states of mind. Judy could already feel her natural thoughts clamming up. After all, if it wasn't for Nangi, she wouldn't have been that kinky of a bunny. She would have been a hell of a disappointment to anyone that was looking for a kinky bunny playmate, and would likely have disappointed Nick in bed.

But this was a different Judy. No business with Officer Hopps, this. This was Judy, Nangi's bunny, and that was an entirely different beast. This Judy was ready to seduce, and she planned to do just that.

The bunny smiled, leaning to the side with her hand on her hip. Was she looking right past that black-fleshed pussy just between those furry thighs? Yes, yes, she was, and she didn't show a hint of a blush, nor any trace of discomfort. If anything, she flirted right back with the bear.

"Well, I was thinking that we could find out who had more stamina."

"Heh, I trained you, Hopps. I know what you're like."

"You haven't seen me here."

"True, but I bet you can't take what I can take."

"Wanna make a wager on that?"

"Sure. Whoever pussies out first gets to be the seat cushion of the other."

Of all the things that she expected to hear from her old drill sergeant, finding out that she was an active-duty lesbian was not on the top of the list. Officer Hopps would have been shocked, silent, but this was Nangi's Judy. She just grinned and nodded, offering her hand to shake on it.

"You're on."

They shook, and they moved over to the machines. Judy remembered how they worked. A little toy - well, a bigger toy, on Friedkin's one - would serve as the thing that slowly guided them down onto the machine, and when they were properly mounted to it, the shackles would activate. That would give the other cult members a chance to come out and do what they were here for, which was to get the polar bear properly restrained and covered up, and then...well, the mask.

She imagined that was going to be a surprise for Friedkin. She imagined that the machine's bindings would be put to the test to see if they could actually restrain a bear cumming that violently.

They both grabbed a handful of lube and spread it over the toys, then over their pussies. They didn't touch each other - that seemed to be an unspoken boundary - but they did work on getting good and slippery down there. They straddled their chosen toy, and Judy shivered as the dildo on hers pressed right against her clit. It was already humming slightly, and she started dripping in anticipation.

"Heh, not going to pussy out on me immediately, are you?" Friedkin asked.

"Not a chance."

"Alright. Take it on three?"

Oh, this was looking easier and easier. If Friedkin wanted to take it immediately, then that was going to make it even better. And considering how the lube felt like it was traced with some of the Nighthowler stuff, she'd imagine that this was going to get real intense, real fast. Her pussy was already starting to burn with rutting need, and she wanted something inside of her just from the initial soak. She huffed, nodding at the elephant as she curled her toes in anticipation.

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three!" they shouted together, but only one of them dropped.

Friedkin moaned out loud as she was impaled by the toy at the tip of her sybian, and no sooner had her pussy made contact with the metal plate than it started vibrating like mad. Water sprayed right over her clit, adding to the intense stimulation, but it was hardly just water. Judy could smell the Nighthowler infused through it, and could already see the bear's lips curling back, her fangs on display as she felt the pleasure rushing through her and the raw instincts called to the fore. This was not going to last long. Friedkin was going to break in short order, clearly.

"Mmmph...ah...ah...Chicken," Friedkin groaned.

"Nope. Just...waiting for you."

Click.

The bands snapped shut around the bear's ankles and wrists, pinning her in place with her head leaning back and her legs spread wide. Her pussy was bathed in needles of water, her lips massaged and buzzed at higher speed than anyone could normally take. She was already panting for breath, and unlike Judy when she first encountered this, the other woman wasn't trying to hold back. She was clearly pushing herself to get off, grinding down against the machine, and her eyes were closed tight to keep herself in her own little fantasy world as the pleasure built higher.

And with her eyes closed like that, there was no way for her to see the mice coming, or the mask that they had in their little hands. Judy, however, watched happily, her clit getting buzzed constantly by the stimulator between her legs. She huffed, she puffed, she gasped as if she was on the verge of going over the edge right then and there, all to cover the approach of the mice.

And then, they were on Friedkin. She barely had a chance to open her eyes before they climbed her arm and jammed the mask over her face. They turned the vial of Nighthowler gasses attached to the side, and as Friedkin breathed in -

"NNNNNGH!"

The bear's roar of pleasure was everything that anyone watching could have hoped for. The other woman was immediately squirting, dripping her juices all over the machine, smearing it with her pussy slime. She screamed again and again, her mouth pressing at the bottom of the mask, but even as she shouted, she came again, and again, and again, her nipples going hard as rock and standing out against her chest, black flesh through white fur, and she moaned for so much more.

Judy panted, wanting to join her, but she knew that she had other responsibilities. She dragged herself from her machine, almost falling flat on her face from the pleasure that she was denying herself, and climbed up the polar bear's arm. She leaned in, whispering, breathing in the Major's ear.

"You are Nangi's. Breathe the flower...Be a Howler..."

The words came from nowhere, just like everything else had, but they felt right. She moaned as she said them, almost reaching back to finger herself, but she had a job to do. She had to convert this woman, to bring her into the fold. Once that was done, she could rest. Then she could have her fun properly.

"Breathe the flower. Be a Howler."

She left the Major to be completely converted with the help of the other cult members as the hours dragged on, stumbling free with her pussy drooling like mad as she did. She wanted to finger herself, but something drew her to the other room, to one of the chambers that she had yet to actually explore. It had been locked off for her entire time here, but today, the door was open, and the rabbit was curious. Or rather, this time, she was allowed to be curious, and she took advantage.

The door spilled open into a room filled with vats, vats filled with the familiar Nighthowler flowers. This must have been where the doe had picked the one that had teased her so just last night. Judy stepped inside, shutting the door behind her. The low light meant that the whole place was bathed purple, looking so different, so high-tech and mystical at the same time. She looked past the various bubbling domes of glass, only to find herself staring at Nangi herself in the center of the room.

The elephant sat atop a great dildo, one that went right into her. She sat in a meditative pose despite that, her hands out to her sides, her pointer finger and thumbs touching, her eyes closed. She breathed slowly, then wheezed it out, breathing the same purple fumes that Judy had seen so many times affect others in the city to such a horrendous extent. And yet, Nangi herself showed no ill-effects from consuming them. She just...took it, and despite that, she remained calm.

Judy stood there, stock still, staring at the many curling, flowery tattoos that covered the elephant's body. They seemed to glow in the purple light that surrounded her, and Judy blushed as she stared, her mouth hanging open as she felt drawn closer. She barely realized that she was stepping around the various tubes, only to nearly stumble there at the end as she took her spot before the other woman.

"Judy Hopps. My Judy."

Judy smiled, feeling herself already slipping at the mention of being the elephant's Judy. She dripped, her pussy wet as she breathed in the different fumes in the air. This...this was the sort of Nighthowler that she remembered, the kind that had been sent to her in the box. Here was the strain that had broken her, shattered her into little bitty pieces, and allowed Nangi to remake her.

This was what she needed.

"Mistress," she whispered.

"You have done well. You gave us what we needed."

"Friedkin."

"With her and Bogo, I can do what I need. We will have endless recruits. And particularly when you retire, living here, with me."

"Yes..."

"You belong here."

"I...belong here..."

"You belong with me."

"I belong with you."

Judy stood in between the elephant's legs, looking up at her. The flowers traced lines all across Nangi's flesh, embracing the elephant's breasts, running down over her chubby stomach, and then down between her thighs. Petals drawn in ink the same purple shade as the light flowing over the both of them seemed to surround her sex, drawing the eye there, making it impossible to look anywhere else as long as it continued to glow and pulse and squeeze on the pipe.

"Judy. Open your mouth."

Judy did as she was told, and the elephant raised her trunk. Memories that had been hidden again and again. She remembered the trunk going inside of her, remembered the times that she had been trained, broken, and trained again, each time perfected further for the purposes of the elephant's hidden agenda. This was one more step towards that, one more way to become what Nangi needed her to be. Judy Hopps, police officer, would have fought against that with everything that she had.

Judy Hopps, Nangi's Judy, embraced her fate.

She felt the trunk gently prodding against her lips, pushing her mouth further open. She shivered, feeling the oddly musky trunk rubbing over her lips, then over her tongue as it went deeper. There was a taste of flesh, something that was so odd for a prey species to take, and something else, something rougher, more flowery, and more intense. She tasted the first fumes, and her body stiffened, her eyes going wider, her nipples hardening and sticking out through her fur.

It was so much, too much. She breathed in just as Nangi breathed out, and had her first lungful of the most pure strain of Nangi's Nighthowler that she'd ever had.

Her brain went blank. That was not to say that her body did not spasm, that she did not shake from pleasure, that she was not, on some level, cumming her brains out, spurting what was left of intelligent thought down her legs. That was all happening, and on some level below the mind-melting bliss that was the Nighthowler roaring through her brain, she knew that. She probably would enjoy that later, when there was room for anything besides the drug currently coursing through her system.

Nangi slowly pulled her trunk back, Judy's throat working to deepthroat it and swallow around it over and over again. She didn't even realize that she was doing it until the drunk pulled out and she was left with a gagging motion from her mouth. She coughed, drooling, staring straight ahead as the elephant queen of the Oasis smiled down at her. Her pussy was drenched, and she stood in a puddle of her own juices, staring straight ahead. Her breath caught in her throat.

With nothing but a gesture of her trunk, Nangi made it clear that Judy was to stand with her legs spread. The trunk went down, pressed against her sex, and the same flow of fumes came free. She gasped again, her eyes going wide, and this time, she felt the pleasure. She was all too aware of it.

"AHHHH!"

She screamed as she came, the white-out of thought blown apart by the pleasure down below. Her toes curled, her legs collapsed, and she fell over Nangi's trunk, holding it with a death grip as she kept cumming, kept squirting. Her legs spasmed, her mouth hung open, and for a few seconds, she forgot how to breathe. It was all but impossible for her to move, and she floated on the stimulation of that orgasm.

The trunk remained there for nearly a minute, pushing her to keep cumming for the entire time. She didn't think. She didn't move. She just orgasmed, her body tensing up tighter and tighter until there was nothing left but the pleasurable shiver going through her muscles almost non-stop. She couldn't think of anything but the drug pouring over her, into her, through her, and how she wanted more. More of the pleasure, more of the drug, more of everything that she had right then.

Nangi lifted her up, and they were eye to eye.

"You are Nangi's Judy."

"..."

"You belong to me."

"I...belong...to you..."

"You will obey."

"I will obey."

"You will be as I ask."

"I will be as you ask."

"Breathe the flower."

"Breathe the flower."

"Be a Howler."

"Be a Howler."

She heard the very words that she'd whispered to Friedkin come back to her, and she knew what it meant. From now on, she would be something else, someone else. The old Judy would not just be an identity to hide behind. She would be all but erased. Her time in public life had come to an end. This was her new life. This was where she belonged.

Nangi lowered her to the ground. Judy could feel the thought of 'Judy Hopps, Bunny Cop' fading further and further. Soon, it wouldn't even be something she could wear as a disguise. Her wish was being granted. No more outside world. No more of the hard life in clothes that no longer fit her. This was her life now.

She was flat on her back, and Nangi was lowering herself over Judy's face. That series of petal tattoos surrounded something more brilliantly pink than anything she had seen before. She dumbly extended her tongue, waiting for it.

"Breathe the flower," Nangi said.

And Judy breathed in, as she was told. Another orgasm, another body-shaking, mind-rending, emptiness-creating orgasm. She sagged against the floor, her eyes fluttering, her pussy squirting.

"Be a howler."

Another breath, another climax. Other cult members were coming, bearing plugs and more to break her in. She knew it was coming, craved it, warmed to it, needed it...

She was broken.

She was Nangi's.

She was nothing without the elephant.

The End

Summary: Judy's pleasure at the hands of Nangi continues, and she fulfills part of the plot to bring someone new to the Oasis.

Tags: F/F, F/solo, Polar Bear, Bunny, Judy Hopps, Rule 34, Nangi, Size Difference, Sybian, Bondage, Gas Mask, Hypnosis, Nudity, Orgasm, Cum, Forced Orgasm, Oral, Deepthroat, Series,