Chapter 2

Peter and Doc Oc.

Hours passed. Peter awoke in a small cell, chained, and spread-eagled to four posts. His side throbbed dully as consciousness finally took hold and reality set in. He noticed that one of his arms had been bandaged up the way it would be when one donates blood to the ARC. It was then that he saw several machines and, standing over an examining table peering into a microscope, Doc. Oc.

"Ah, I see that you're awake. That's good because I need you awake to finish my experiment on you." Doc. Oc said.

"What experiment?" Peter asked weakly.

"Why, the one that will turn you into a mindless slave who feeds on cock, blood and the flesh of your own kind." replied Doc. Oc. "You see, I know who you are, Peter, and I also know of the creature that transformed you into what you are now. I actually helped create you, you know."

"Yeah, I know. You experimented on Clotho and once he transported back to Phallus Erectus, the disease consumed his mind and turned him and his mate into your vessels of destruction, and they wiped out nearly all of the inhabitants of my fathers' city." Peter said, unemotionally,

"Ah, so you think of Phallius as your father now, do you? What would you say if I told you that Clotho wasn't a captured scout for planet Phallus Erectus? But that he was a volunteer whom your father sent to try to save his pathetic race?" asked Doc. Oc.

Peter thought it over, it didn't make any sense to him that his father would lie to him like that, but he didn't really know now, did he.

"I would say that I would need some proof before I decided one way or the other of who is telling me the truth and who isn't." Peter said diplomatically.

Our good doctor calmly strode around the examining table, started disrobing himself in front of Peter and what Peter saw, shocked the living daylights out of him. He knew that Doc Oc was a master over the mechanical limbs that he sometime uses, but he didn't know that underneath the mechanical suit that he wore was the body of an anthromorphic wolf.

"Clotho didn't return to Phallus Erectus, my pet. No, I am Clotho, son of Phallius. Exiled to this planet because I could not effectually combine human DNA with my own to create the hybrid werewolves that my father wanted to save our planet." cried Doc. Oc.

"Why did you live among the humans and create the identity of Doctor Octavius?" Peter asked.

"Because, my dear brother, I needed a way to survive on this planet, and I couldn't just become a stereotypical wolf/werewolf and eat humans to survive now, could I?" Clotho asked.

"No, I don't believe you could have done that." Peter said sympathetically. "But why do you want me to feast upon our father and destroy what he made of me and the others?"

"I was only jesting about all that." said Clotho. "I only wanted to find out what my father did to combine our DNA with that of your own so well."

"We had sex." Peter stated. "Simple anal sex between two men, although the way he forced me into it, it wasn't consensual."

"Oy, I am such a dumkoff for not thinking of that. It makes perfect sense now. Don't try to combine human DNA with oneself, have sex with the human and transform them." Clotho exclaimed.

Peter, watching the whole spectacle, felt a sudden surge of arousal and became instantly hard. His cock suddenly rising to full mast in a matter of seconds, caught Clothos' eye. Seeing the young lad in such a state, Clotho went over to Peter and gripped his member, sending waves of pleasure up and down Peters' spine. Peter whimpered and moaned out for Clotho to either suck him off, or to insert his mighty phallus up Peters' ass and take him. Clotho decided that Peter would get both. He lined his cock up to Peters' tail hole and started to insert it gently, pausing to allow Peters' ass to become comfortable with his 35-inch cock. Then he wrapped his mouth around Peters' throbbing member and began to suckle like a newborn at its mother's teat, eliciting even louder moans and groans from Peter. Finally, after 45 minutes of hot, sweaty sex, Peter couldn't hold it back any longer, he exploded into Clothos' mouth, and the contractions of his ass sent Clotho to climaxing. Peters' bowels were flooded with Clothos' cream and they both basked in the warm afterglow of orgasm and drifted off to sleep.

Peter awoke the next morning, distinctly aware of someone sobbing pitifully down one of the hallways that branched off the room that his cell was in. He flexed his arms and was surprised that he was no longer chained to the posts of his cell. Slowly he got up and started moving toward the sobbing sound he heard, his senses alert for any trickery that would possibly be awaiting him. He did, however, feel strangely bloated and had some difficulty walking properly. He then looked down toward his gut and saw, to his dismay, that Clothos' seed had impregnated him. Entering another room, Peter saw Clotho lying upon a king size, four poster bed, and saw that he was the one crying.

"Clotho, why are you crying?" Peter inquired.

Looking up, Clotho saw that Peters' pregnancy had progressed beyond what he thought capable. "Peter, I'm sorry to have impregnated you. Now that you're awake, I need to do some tests on you to make certain that both you and the eggs will be safe so that you don't end up dying when the time comes to lay them." he said.

"Why would this pregnancy cost me my life?" Peter asked, looking at Clotho suspiciously.

Clotho said simply, "Because, in my society, we have just committed a grievous act. We just had incestual sex, seeing that you are technically my brother! Also, I was never an alpha in the pack, so with me impregnating you, I have broken the sacred law of my species and quite possibly, sentenced you and the kits to death. For when the time comes to lay the eggs, your body won't be malleable enough to expel them, and the pressure will cause you to explode, destroying the eggs within you."

"Okay, let's run those tests and hope that those laws don't apply here on Earth." Peter said quickly.

They went back to the examining room and Clotho took more blood from Peter and ran certain tests upon it to assess his hormone levels, he also inserted a needle into his ass long enough to pierce one of the eggs and withdraw some of the fluid and ran several tests on that. Finally after 2 hours of testing and retesting, he was finally able to come up with results. He sat in his chair, faced Peter and told him that the pregnancy was going to be difficult, but not deadly.

"That's a relief, but what kind of difficulties am I to expect?" Peter asked.

"Nothing too serious, but you won't be able to have any anal sex for awhile. The reason behind that is mainly due to the size of the eggs." Clotho responded.

"You mean, your saliva doesn't have the ability to heal my ass?" Peter asked.

"What? Where did you get a concept like that?" Clotho asked incredulously.

"Well, that's what my mates' did after I laid the eggs on Phallus Erectus. After he rimmed out my ass, bathing it with his tongue, I was able to have the sex with you last night." Peter said.

Thinking it over, Clotho asked, "Was your mate transformed perchance, by Phallius?"

"Yeah, Phallius was mounting Eddie while I went and transformed the others. Then Eddie and I mated and after transporting to Phallus Erectus, I laid the eggs that he and I created to save your world." Peter explained.

"Hmmmm. I think that explains why Eddie has healing powers. Phallius wanted you and him to have an insatiable hunger for sex with each other and gave Eddie the healing gift to make it possible for you to be a nonstop breeding machine to completely repopulate the planet. That is why I was driven to mount you last night, because your musk is an inhibition nullifier." Clotho reasoned.

"An inhibition nullifier?" Peter asked, "What's that?"

"It means that, after you are completely healed up, you experience a strong surge of arousal. That, in turn, releases your musk and any man who smells that musk and/or witnesses your cock rise to full mast, will immediately harden himself and be driven into a state of unbridled lust and passion. They will then, either suck on your cock until you explode inside them (if human, instantly transforming them into pack mates), mount you, impregnating you with another litter of kits, or do both like I did last night." Clotho explained.

Peter stared at Clotho, dumbfounded. Then he realized what Clotho said and noticed that Clotho had regained his anthro-morph wolf head. It seemed that after drinking down Peters' seed, Clothos' head had reverted back to its old form, not having any human DNA within him. Peter said, "Clotho, you really should see yourself in a mirror."

"Why, I've seen this human face many a time, it has..." Clotho suddenly stopped, looking down his muzzle. He dashed to the full-length mirror he had in his bathroom and looked. Looking back at him was his old face. He started to tear up, pinching himself to make certain he wasn't dreaming. He then went back to Peter and embraced him in the tightest bear hug that Peter had ever felt. After Clotho released Peter and sincerely thanked him for restoring his wolven face, he and Peter went out of the secret laboratory to find Eddie and explain to him what all had transpired, as well as to recruit him to their cause to go back to Phallus Erectus to confront Phallius Rexus.

Along the way, Peter started feeling the familiar pains as he went into labor. They were 5 minutes away from the clock tower, but his labor had set in and he really needed to find a den to lay the eggs. Clotho found a cave where Peter would be safe to lay the eggs and brought him to a sandy spot, near a small underground lake and made him lie down. He told Peter that he would go and find Eddie and bring him to help Peter after the eggs were laid. Then he was out the caves entrance and into the night.

Peter was in agony by the time they arrived, he had been able to expel 3 of the 6 eggs inside him and the effort was beginning to take its toll on his body. Eddie ran inside to his mates' side and started massaging Peters' belly, encouraging his love to continue pushing. Peter lifted his muzzle up to look deeply into his mates' eyes, the love he saw burning in those eyes giving him the strength he needed to expel the last three eggs onto the sand behind him. Eddie gathered the eggs and passed them to Clotho, who took them and arranged them to where they would get the most heat. Eddie then went and bathed Peters' ass with his tongue, coating his anal cavity with his healing saliva and massaging it deep into the walls of Peters' gut. Peter, weary from the effort of giving birth, fell into a deep and relaxing sleep, Eddie curled up next to him. Clotho watched as the two lovers embraced each other in contentment, and he felt saddened by what his father had done to them, but relieved to know that Peter would be all right to face another day.

Clotho awakened them just before dawn the following day. Eddie patiently listened to Clothos' story and asked Peter his opinion about the validity of it. Suddenly, they heard sounds coming from the two eggs that they brought back from Phallus Erectus.

"It hasn't been 15 months yet, it's only been 4 days since I had these." Peter stated.

"Phallius lied to you about that too, did you notice how fast your pregnancy went? The eggs are set to hatch within 4 days after being laid. Did Phallius mark these two with any special runes?" Clotho asked.

"No, he told Peter and I to take these two and raise them ourselves, that the others were marked to be raised by other members of his town." Eddie said. "Is there anything wrong with them hatching without those runes?"

"Well, yes and no. Those runes are meant to inhibit the wolven nature that they are born with, you know, civilize them." Clotho said. "However, if you are able to name them just as they hatch, they will come to see you as their alpha parents, and not attack you or anyone in your pack. Quickly, take one egg each and concentrate upon your kits names."

Peter took one egg and started concentrating. Eddie did the same with the other. As they concentrated on their children's names, Peter impressed Eddie Jr. on his egg as Eddie impressed Orion on his egg. The eggs finally hatched and two black and white kits, about the size of human 10 year olds, broke through the shells, blinking sapphire blue eyes against the light. Eddie Jr. looked exactly like his namesake, black with white markings in the shape of the Venom symbiote, and Orion was a grayish-blue with white spots. Both started whimpering until Peter brought them under his arms and started feeding them from his cum leaking nipples.

"I was wondering what was leaking from those nipples of yours, love. Now I see, the cum is to give our pups the protein they need to grow." Eddie said, and then asked Clotho, "Do only the egg laying alphas produce that, or can it be produced by any of us?"

"I think, potentially, all of us can produce cum from our nipples, but it flows more freely if you have gone through the pregnancy and laid the eggs." Clothos said.

"It is a lot like mother's milk. Men and women have the potential to produce it, but the estrogen in women who have given birth causes the glands to produce it in vast amounts for their children to suckle from." Peter stated. He looked upon his pups with pride as they snuggled up to him and fell promptly to sleep. He looked at Eddie and asked for some water. The feeding had drained him of energy and also left him feeling parched. Eddie took one of the shells and formed a cup to bring his mate some water. As Peter drank the water, something occurred to Eddie. "Clotho, what you said about Peter, will he go into heat again tomorrow?"

"No, the kits need time to fully mature before Peters' hormones readjust themselves back to the levels he needs to actually go into heat. It was our one flaw in our DNA, The kits took time to grow, and our species was dying out before the kits matured enough to continue procreating. Also, an unknown virus decimated most of our people, but that was several decades before I was born." said Clothos.