{"sf1_id":385680,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Cubinioa -3- Not-a-thulu","author":"BunnyBoy","words":1570,"posted_at":"2012-06-04T04:30:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Bunny","Cub","Dog","Fox","Gay","Horse","Male","Mouse","Oral","Squirrel","tentacle rape"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/385680-cubinioa-3-not-a-thulu","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/385680","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=385680\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#3 of Cubinioa\n\nPart three of my interactive story project and the first part open for voting on SoFurry\nso feel free to vote for the next chapter\nAlso found herehttps://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=250436\nalso feel free to enter the Character Contest rules can be found on the above inkbunny page","content":"Part Three - Not-a-thulu\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\ncharge after the mouse\u0026nbsp; 2 votes\n\nHave Bukk and Dept try to free Az\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 2 votes\u0026nbsp;\n\nDub, and Mas try to blast the door\u0026nbsp; 0 votes\n\nDub and Mas try to find another way 0 votes\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThat's a tie... I was tempted to have a tie breakers vote but not sure how it would work,\u0026nbsp; so...\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nBukk Pulls his rifle up to his shoulder and sights on the slimy tentacle that's started to wrap around Az.\u0026nbsp; He shouts back over his shoulder at the bunny\u0026nbsp; \"Stop that mouse!\"\u0026nbsp; He fires the beam of angry read light striking the tentacle but only making the thick goo sizzle and steam.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nPleaser in hand Dept takes off at a run.\u0026nbsp; Dodging left and ring as the dripping tendrils shout forward trying to intercept him.\u0026nbsp; He can't let them get in his way.\u0026nbsp; Out of the corner of his eyes though he spots some of the boys that have been captured,\u0026nbsp; the thick pendulous appendage pumping in\u0026nbsp; and out off stretched rumps.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; No he has a mission and he dare not fail,\u0026nbsp; even if id does look like fun.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAzz tries to worm free.\u0026nbsp; Hell the tentacle that has him is covered in the slickest stuff known to cubs he should be able to slip free no problem.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; But what ever these things came from was no stranger to struggling cubs.\u0026nbsp; One loop went over his shoulder,\u0026nbsp; before wrapping around his body, and on the next coil coming up under his armpit.\u0026nbsp; It had coiled about his torso several times but he could have slid out backwards if not for the pressure\u0026nbsp; od the head pressing up under his rump.\u0026nbsp; Lifted into the air the little horse tries to focus on\u0026nbsp; the shaft of the tendril.\u0026nbsp; Holding his dong rifle one handed, his left pinned under a coil he takes careful aim.\u0026nbsp; But with a surge the tip of the tentacle will not be denied and while it meets resistance there but not even the colts mighty ass muscles are a match for that tapered tip coated in the best lube Omega Compound could produce.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nBukk takes cover behind a piles of quivering tweenies,\u0026nbsp; The older boys writhe on the deck moaning\u0026nbsp; and panting gripping each others robes as each one has a thick phallic like coil pumping up into them.\u0026nbsp; Bukk rests his elbows on the top most boy, a 12 year old ferret, who while shuddering under the anal assault does provide a some what stable shooting platform.\u0026nbsp; His shots don't\u0026nbsp; seem to be doing much good though,\u0026nbsp; the coating on the tentacles is just to thick,\u0026nbsp; if he could hold the beam on one spot he was sure he could burn through the coating no problem but the damn things wouldn't stop moving.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; He leans forward putting more weight on the ferret in front of him.\u0026nbsp; The dog doesn't care about the bystanders, he's sure they are no innocents.\u0026nbsp; They all wear the same blue robes as that mouse,\u0026nbsp; they are all in on it together he just knows it.\u0026nbsp; It's only there fist day on the job and he knows he's almost got this case cracked wide open.\u0026nbsp; He tries to ignore the mutterings and moaning beneath him as he sights down the barrel one more time.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe pink rabbit makes it to the stairs and down's pause to catch his breath he fires off a quick shot as his feet touch down on the bottom stair.\u0026nbsp; The light blue stream of energy flashes up the stairs,\u0026nbsp; coming so close to one of those round black ears that the mousse fur stands on end.\u0026nbsp; The target squeaks loudly\u0026nbsp; rounding the corner still heading up.\u0026nbsp; \"You aren't supposed to be here.\"\u0026nbsp; Wails\u0026nbsp; the mouse as the bunny hurries up the stairs after him.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAz's eyes cross as he feels the cold tip of the tentacle stretch him wide open.\u0026nbsp; His finger spasms on the trigger prematurely ejecting a dong.\u0026nbsp; The recoil rips the gun from the horses paw as well.\u0026nbsp; He barely notices.\u0026nbsp; Now Az has been fucked,\u0026nbsp; everyone had most in the compound wouldn't have even understood the concept behind a virgin,\u0026nbsp; But it had been a long time for the colt as he much preferred to be stretching out some other fur's ass end.\u0026nbsp; So it came as a shock.\u0026nbsp; He recovered in time to see the dong miss the base of the tendril and detonate with a wet plop deep inside the lube.\u0026nbsp; The then returned to struggling against the coiling invader.\u0026nbsp; It was cold and the tentacle was hard but it was already deep inside him\u0026nbsp; thrusting into his oh so tight hole.\u0026nbsp; Despite himself the horse was getting hard even as he kicked a steel shod hood at the thing he had to admit it did feel good.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMas and Dub amble down the corridor.\u0026nbsp; They had taken there time letting the fox have a second can of Spoo figuring it's only been a few minutes they'll catch up easily.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; That thought dies a quick death though as they run into an emergency shutter blocking the corridor.\u0026nbsp; They can hear the sound of some sort of muffled commotion on the other side.\u0026nbsp; \"Ohhh this can't be good\"\u0026nbsp; Mutters Mas.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nBukk misses the tentacle completely on the next shot.\u0026nbsp; \"Liver spots!\"\u0026nbsp; he swears fumbling to replace his spent powerpack with a fresh one.\u0026nbsp; He feels a something cold just then.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; It's a nose,\u0026nbsp; from in the pile one of the boys while muttering about the smooth glide, and friction trigger warming sensation had noticed the dog's boner.\u0026nbsp; He nuzzles at Bukk's thong pushing it aside and before the poodle can stop him a pair of lips have wrapped around the puppy's red rocket.\u0026nbsp; The warm wet lips suckle on the dog working at him with a need that belies the emergency going on.\u0026nbsp; The poodle frowns and tries to concentrate as he feels the charge building in his rifle as well as his groin.\u0026nbsp; He takes careful aim,\u0026nbsp; and pulls the trigger.\u0026nbsp; The poodle howls as he discharges both of his weapons,\u0026nbsp; one merely coating some terrorists tonsils, but the other hits a thin patch of lube and the tentacle shudders.\u0026nbsp; There is a shower of sparks, and smoke.\u0026nbsp; \"It's a machine!?\"\u0026nbsp; he gasps, still pumping out into a hungry muzzle.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe mouse is almost to the control room but Dept is in hot pursuit.\u0026nbsp; He still can't get a clear shot but it's not for lack of trying.\u0026nbsp; Another quick shot, this on clips the mouse's shoulder causing his to stager and emits a startled and rather husky moan.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; He's slowed but not stopped as he stumbles through the control room door.\u0026nbsp; \"Intruders, we've got to stop...\"\u0026nbsp; And that's all he can get out as the nest bolt of blue strikes him square in the back.\u0026nbsp; The mouse's eyes roll up into his head and with grunted exclamation he empties his balls right there.\u0026nbsp; The thick splatters plaster the front of his robes and splash across the deck as he falls forward with a thud.\u0026nbsp; Standing over the still cumming mouse stands the pink bunny breathing hard from the run and brandishing the Pleaser at the boys in the control room.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAz sways precariously on his perch.\u0026nbsp; The damaged tentacle swinging erratically around the round as the pistoning motion into his ass becomes less steady.\u0026nbsp; As is swing it mashes into his prostate hard and with a whinny the dangerous age enforcement officer fires off volley after volley of sticky seed down to the factory floor.\u0026nbsp; The tentacle finally seems to give out, almost collapsing to the deck.\u0026nbsp; Instead of crashing down though the metal coil slows at the last moment giving a twitch and a flick to the colts prostate before setting him on the ground.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe shutters raise quickly, and the sirens stop blaring.\u0026nbsp; Mas and Dub look shocked at the sprawled bodies on the floor, the shell shocked looks on Az's face, and Bukk drooling a bit as he glares about with his rifle at the ready.\u0026nbsp; \"Did we miss a party?\" asks the stunned squirrel.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nFrustrated the pink rabbit steps out of the steps leading down from the control room.\u0026nbsp; He marches right over to Bukk not even seeming to notice how the dog has to pull himelf out of a tweenies mouth.\u0026nbsp; \"We fucked up.\u0026nbsp; Nothing is happening here.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What are you talking about this was obviously a trap.\"\u0026nbsp; Barks the poodle.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"No it wasn't I checked the records.\u0026nbsp; This happens every day normaly those tentacles are submerged as part of the mixing system but twice a day this happens.\"\u0026nbsp; Dept points at a gecko worming off a metal probe.\u0026nbsp; \"We stumbled into one of the quality control tests fearless leader.\u0026nbsp; Apparently the guards outside were supposed to warn any visitors but some one didn't listen.\"\u0026nbsp; He sniffs and matches over to help Az to his feet.\u0026nbsp; The horse hobbles to the exit\u0026nbsp; as the chastened poodle sulks after them.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs they head out Mas almost whimpers, \"What do we do now?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith a grimace Az says \"Well we could...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nChoices for the next adventure\n\nVote on a new leader?\n\nCheck out the recycling Sub Tunnels\n\nThe Center for power management\n\nor the liquid reclamation plant.\n\n  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/385678-cubinioa-2-a-slippery-situation.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/388633-cubinioa-4-more-power-to-you.json"}