Hell's Guardian Chapter 1
~~~~~this is the first of (hopefully)many in a series. Enjoy and please leave your creative and/or regular comments below. :3~~~~~~~
Fin ran past his brother panting hard. "Tell mom I'm home," he said, tail swishing back and forth from the momentum of running. He heard his thirteen year old brother giggling.
"Did'juh break break a seal or spring a leak?" he taunted.
Fin watched his brother Luke as he ran by. Luke is the only true son of his "parents". Fin was abandoned by his family at the age of three by his parents in the Sahara desert. Luke's parents found him lying on the side of the road half dead, but that was thirteen years ago. Luke was grinning at him with an Xbox controller in his little brownish-red fox paws. He loved taunting Fin.
Fin kept running and threw a middle claw over his shoulder at his brother. "You know damn well that only happens at night you prick. Now set it up for two player so I can kick your ass," he threw back, as Luke cackled some more.
Fin made it to his room and shut and locked the door. "Damn that was close," he sighed. He walked over to his mirror and studied himself. He eyed his large body, then his bushy tail, admiring the black stripe that went all down his back, then looked right into his own red eyes. He ran a paw through his head fur and rubbed his neck while looking at his bicep area. The symbol, a spiral with an arrow pointed to his paw, was slowly vanishing. If you looked close enough, his birth mark was a pentagram over his heart.
Fin saw the mark on his arm disappear completely. He sighed and got ready for the onslaught by clenching his teeth, closing his eyes and leaning against the wall for support. Suddenly he felt it. A surge of icy electric energy run down his spine and spread throughout him like poison. It happened again, and again like waves. After what seemed like an eternity they slowed down and eventually stopped. Fin eased up and opened his eyes. He flexed his wings and saw their blood red, leathery, paper thin, veiny selves tighten against his body the spikes on top barely moving. The hair on his head had clumped together into spikes and pointed straight up into liberty spikes all the way down his back. The ones on his back were limp though but still deadly green and pointy, green today. He unbuttoned his blue shirt and threw it to the floor he rubbed the area over his heart and felt it warm his whole body and glow furiously.
Fin was only sixteen, yet he was the next Cerberus. A Cerberus is a three headed dog that guards the gates of Hell, just for those of you who have never read a mythology book. His three headed form wasn't supposed to start taking effect till much later in life when the current one dies. His body wouldn't be able to take the stress of suddenly turning into a three headed demon dog so a spell was put on him so as to get his body in shape for it. His true form is just the jackal but with the demon blood in him it makes him look a bit more savage.
He looked down waist level and smirked at the white cloth like material peeking over his black tripp pants with red thread and handcuff chains drooping. He unbuttoned them and heard the metal hit the floor with a muffled clang. He admired himself in the white, puffy diaper. He grabbed his crotch and rubbed slightly moaning at the feel of the wet, warm, squishy mass that moved around his slightly unsheathed member.
Fin lay down on his bed belly down, and began slowly, silently grinding against it. He moaned as his member became fully unsheathed inside the diaper. He went a bit faster and he felt like he was about to reach his limit when a sharp knock reached the door.
"Fin, sweety, you in there? Your brother told us you were home and um... did you make it home before... you know...?" called his mother.
"Ya mom I made it home and yes it came off as I got in my room I'm getting dressed, be down in a minute," came the reply.
"Okay honey, buy remember to put your you know whats on."
Fin's mom knew he wore diapers because, honestly Fin did need them. He only really needed them at night, when he sometimes would have nightmares, and would wet the bed. Over time, he got used to them, and actually loved them to the point of wetting them for fun and wearing them 24/7. Of course his mom believed he either hated them or just didn't care about wearing them.
Fin stifled a giggle and replied trying to sound agitated, calling back, "Gah! Yah mom, thanks, I will."
"Okay, see you when you come down," she said as she turned and left.
Hearing the word come, Fin remembered what he was just doing and felt himself completely re-sheathed.
"Dammit! Oh well, more fun for us later tonight little one," Fin said to his member.
He hopped off he bed and went to his dresser drawer, pulling out some baby powder, wipes, and a fresh teen diaper. He put them next to his bed and put a towel on the bed before laying down on it. He tugged at the tapes, pulled the front of the diaper down and wiped his sheath, his butt, from the back to front, and taint. He put his legs in a upside down V, lifted his butt up and slid the old diaper out. He took the fresh diaper out and unfolded it looking at the prints on the front to make it look like it was underwear. He put it under him and sprinkled powder onto his crotch and some on his paw, which he used to pat it down on his bum. He then wiped the excess onto his member. He sat down in the diaper and pulled the front up and taped up the sides.
Fin hopped off the bed, put his supplies away, the used diaper in the trash after inhaling his musk, and pulled out his pajamas
He selected some pants made of cotton which were grey with black squares on them and a black shirt with some Chinese symbol in red on it, pushing his wings through the slits on the back of the shirt and putting the buckle over the tail protector on his pants. He looked in the mirror, adjusted it to hide his diaper making sure some was peeking up anyway but shirt covering it and headed out of his room.
He opened the door and inhaled the smell of his moms specialty, chicken and rice with carrots on the side, all in a sauce, the recipe of which she refused to share with anybody. He walked out to the living room and grabbed his controller pressing play, not waiting for his brother to join, making a large *bing* throughout the house.
Luke cried from his room, "Hey! No cheating!"
Fin snorted and searched for his brother on the mini map as he pulled out a grenade launcher. "Muahaha! Better get to your chopper little fox boy!" he whispered as Luke slammed into his own couch and grabbed his controller to do just that
~~to be continued please give constutive critasizm :3 and next time I promise I will add more of a sex theme to it ;)~~~~~