CM:2 World Unknown
#2 of Chronicling Memew: Old
Sef and Memew are dropped in a new world.
Memew screamed soundlessly as she tumbled through a void of nothingness. Suddenly stream of light raced into her. Feeling as though burning snakes were crawling into her through her skin in numerous places. The burning crawled around inside her as more and more streams entered her body. Gathering within her belly as she continued to tumble. Though she began to feel faint as the pain worsened. Grabbing her belly she felt wetness and she failed to notice she wasn't tumbling anymore. Bringing her bloodied hand into her field of view as her vision blurred "Young matriarch..." millions of voices whispered. Each individual voice being indecipherable and understandable when they are together. Memew struggled to stay conscious as she continued to slowly bleed out. Being beyond the ability to reply. "Carry the hand of fate wisely or it will bring malice upon you..." Those whispered words being the last she heard before losing consciousness.
Sef groaned as he pushed himself up. Sitting as grimaced and grabbed his chest. Every breath he took burned his lungs. He opened his eyes and they only got half open before closing to slits. The air burned his eyes and he struggled to look around. Tears blurred his vision as he found Memew nearby. Open wounds crisscrossed along her body with dried blood matting her fur. He felt weak as he began to crawl towards her. His breathing erratic as he made his way to her side. Reaching her he put his hands on her as he rolled her onto her back. The lines of what looked like burns all seemed to converge in several locations. Just above her folds, the middle of her belly, her chest, and her forehead. Though looking her over Sef noticed something, her wounds were already healing. He examined the points that the wounds converged at and saw a symbol forming along the points. It was a spread hand with two crossed triangles on it that formed an hourglass shape. One triangle was black the other being white with the diamond shaped space that both triangles occupied the same space being gray. After looking at it for a moment Sef recognized it and muttered, "The hand of fate... this can't end well..." His ears flicked off to his right as he heard a distant howl. Closing his eyes for a moment he felt tears trickle down the edge of his muzzle as he rested his irritated eyes. They were reddened as he opened them back up and looked for somewhere he could hide Memew. He noticed a nearby rock formation and tried to take a deep breath which proved to be a mistake as it sent him into a coughing fit. His fit lasted a good few minutes as his several coughs drew in enough of the tainted air to renew the fit. Though it eventually subsided leaving Sef's chest feeling like there were a lit torch in each of his lungs. Coughing lightly Sef grabbed Memew's arm and began to drag her towards the rock formation. His ears scanned the area as he kept an eye out for anything that could prove dangerous. After a mere few feet Sef lost his grip on Memew and began another coughing fit. Gripping his chest he began to cough up droplets of blood. This fit lasted far longer than the first. After it subsided Sef lay with his face on the barren dusty soil. His breathing had become labored and with great effort he looked towards Memew. She didn't seem to be having the same difficulties he was. Something their mother told him came to mind as he weakened further, 'The hand of fate will protect its wielder as long as the wielders actions are balanced.' Sef smiled weakly as he mumbled, "She hasn't had the chance to unbalance it yet..." Coughing weakly his pain seemed to become distant. Like he were feeling someone else's pain. Though as his vision faded he thought he saw some large rodent in the distance then it was just darkness.
Sef wheezed as he came to. The air was far less torturous to him as he weakly grasped his belly. There was some kind of crude plug on the side. It felt like wax and it felt like it filled some kind of puncture wound. He couldn't be certain because his body felt strange. His body throbbed erratically as he tried to roll onto his side. The shifting plug brought a strange discomfort from his belly that was just as compelling to make him stop as severe pain. He tried to look around but all he could tell was that he was in some kind of small chamber. It was plenty large enough for him if he were able to get around, but it was smaller and more uniform then what he would expect to naturally form. Though his attention was soon drawn to a buzzing beyond his paws. Straining to lift his head, he managed to see some kind of film that covered the end of the chamber. Light filtered through the film before suddenly being concealed by a shadow. The buzzing slowed to a stop before the film was peeled back to reveal a massive bee. The insect consumed the film before it backed into the chamber. Sef watched the insect in terror as its legs stopped all around him. The insect then rotated him and slid him up so that he was looking the bug in its multifaceted eyes. It then suddenly lunged its head and grabbed his muzzle in its mandibles. Sef thrashed about as the mandibles held firmly. The insects tubular tongue began to probe his lips as Sef's struggles turned feeble. He couldn't breathe with the insects mandibles clamped on his muzzle. Struggling as long as he could he eventually relented and let his lips part. The tubular tongue pressed into his mouth and began to leak a sweet fruity fluid. Sef grabbed hold of its mandibles as his vision began to narrow. Though as soon as Sef became limp the giant bug released his muzzle. Sef gasped as he lie limp. The bee grabbed hold of him with four of its legs. The remaining two pulling him and the bug to the edge of the chamber before it leapt out and took flight. Sef began to feel flush. Heat infusing his face and extremities as he felt his member begin to harden. He began to lose his thoughts as the insect carried him through various passages of varying size, lighting, and arrangement. Though he had difficulty following his surroundings as his cock throbbed against the insects exoskeleton. His ears and face were burning by the time the bee dropped him, and despite the shock of being dropped he landed on a soft surface. It rose up around him as his weight pressed down against the surface. Struggling around on the strange surface, Sef failed to notice the much larger being that crept up. Its forelimbs snapped Sef up and its wings buzzed for a moment before it pulled Sef towards its humanoid chest. Just below its chest were its insectoid thorax and abdomen. Sef felt quite smothered by the vast breasts on either side of him. "Such a ripe little creature," the queen bee stated as she ran one of her long spindly fingers across Sef's head. Sef pushed as whatever had aroused his body slowly began to work on his thoughts. Turning his gaze up he found a strange face gazing down to him. It was overall triangular with a simple pair of lips between its gaping mandibles. The lips held a caring smirk as the multifaceted eyes glinted from whatever light source was illuminating the chamber. "Let me go..." Sef demanded rather airily and ineffectually. The queen bee shifted herself from the fluid filled bubble and carried Sef deeper into her chamber. "Why would I put you back out there, where those bipeds can find and enslave you?" "How... how is this not enslavement?" Sef asked as a strange desire to be filled by something began to form. The queen made clicking noises that could have been laughter as she replied, "My hive may be devoted, but they aren't much for conversation." Sef settled into her cleavage as he airily asked, "What... do you mean?" She set Sef on a waxy surface as she said, "They aren't as intelligent as I am. I need creatures like you to incubate my eggs, but I would rather it be something you do for a safe place to live." Sef gazed up at the large bee. She was around four times his size as she situated herself over him. Maintaining eye contact as she said, "You are so perfect for my eggs. You magical ones always incubate the best young." Her abdomen curling under her so that its end began to open as it pressed against Sef's tail hole. He gasped in unexpected pleasure as a squishy protrusion from within the bee's abdomen pressed against his sphincter. Dribbling a slick goo as it began to press its way in. Sef arched his back as the queen held him in place. His still erect cock throbbed and spurted a string of pre as the protrusion began to pry him open. Something in the goo forcing his ring to relax as it began to seep inside him. The queen gazed lovingly at Sef as he panted. She slowly eased her ovipositor inside Sef's colon. Grinding the muscular rings that formed ridges along its length against his prostate as she prepared her eggs. "I won't make you chose now... you can decide if you want to stay after you are done with this clutch," she explained as her yellow cheeks turned pink. A bulge in the ovipositor pressed against Sef's tail ring as the first egg began its entry into him. Sef gasped as his cock throbbed and spurted his cum across his belly and chest. The ribbons failing to fly high enough to reach the queens thorax. He continued cumming as the egg's apex slowly past through his sphincter. Suddenly the mood shifted. Violent buzzing erupted around Sef as green goo spattered across him. The queen's expression turning to shock as her abdomen violently pulled from Sef. Ripping the egg free only for the soft gel orb to splatter against the ground nearby. The queen staggered back as she emitted an agonizingly piercing shriek. The chitin of her thorax fell from around a wound that passed from the left side of her back and exited on the right of her front. Her right wings fluttered as a portion of her abdomen exploded. She fell over and twitched as Sef pushed himself up. Looking around the chamber and seeing furs at the entrance with masks and suits that concealed their species. Half the group aimed their weapons at the entrance as the other half moved towards Sef. Toppling back Sef tilted his head back to gaze towards the sound of shuffling feet. There was a large group of various furs and fey beings. Though Sef's lust addled gaze widened as he saw wounds opening up in the crowd. Turning his gaze back to the soldiers he saw the half that were approaching him had opened fire on the crowd that was coming from deeper in the hive. It only took minutes for the crowd of disheveled furs and fey to be massacred. Sef panted erratically as fear mixed with the lust swirling inside him. He tried to shield himself with his arms as the armed furs approached him. One stated, "This one doesn't seem to have been tainted." Another walked past him as he stated, "Check him. If he's carrying any eggs kill him. If not prep him to be brought back and put up for auction." The group then simultaneously stated, "Yes Sir!" The soldier that had stepped forward removed his mask. Revealing a white leonine face. He gazed down to the mask and removed the filters before replacing them with new ones. Turning his gaze to the bodies heaped before him he raised an arm and commanded, "Bernice, Mai. Make sure none of the tainted survived." Two of the four looking over the queen's body nodded and rushed towards the opening that the tainted furs had been coming from. He watches them go with a hint of regret in his eyes. Though it vanished as he turned to observe Sef. Watching as a scanner was waved over the feline fey. The soldier administering the scan flipped the scanning wand back into the hand before saying, "He's clean." The white lion nodded in acknowledgement before saying, "Then coat him for transport. I don't want to be here any longer then needed." The soldier that had scanned him sighed and sadly told Sef, "Oh, I'm so sorry for this, little fella." Sef watched her stand up. Noting how her outfit was much lighter looking than the others. Her pink silky hair cascaded over a metal lump on her back. She reached her right arm over to her left shoulder and gripped a canister that protruded from the lump. It hissed as she twisted the canister and pulled it free. Her helmet turned to the side as she dumped the gooey contents from the canister and repeated the process two more times. Sef grabbed a handful of the goo that was oozing across him. He then heard her hesitantly say, "Contain." The goo began to lash out as it anchored itself into Sef's fur. Sef's cries of fear and shock were quickly silenced as a portion of the goo leapt onto his muzzle. Pulling it closed with surprising ease. The goo whipped itself across Sef's body. Gradually spreading as Sef struggled to free himself. The hand he used to pick up a clump of the goo was fully encased in the material and was pulled to his chest when a thread of goo whipped out to it. Sef kept fighting even as it was proven that this stuff was stronger then he was. Even as his sight was taken by the goo crawling over his eyes. A mask pressed against his face and a cloyingly sweet scent began to invade his sinuses. He struggled to part his jaw as numbness rapidly spread through him. His awareness of the goo's progress over his body began to fade as the excessive scent became his entire world. Nothing but the cloying sweetness...
Memew slowly began to awaken as her awareness crept up on her. A powerful masculine odor filled her sinuses as she parted her lips to allow the scent access to her secondary sense of smell. She moaned as she scented the potent virility. Pressing her face into the coarse fur before her and drawing in more of the scent as she wrinkled her nose. Pulling more scent into the auxiliary organ as need began to ignite between her legs. Fueled by the virile scent she was eagerly drawing in. Finally opening her eyes she pulled her head back and found herself somewhere dark. Lit by the dim bioluminescence of some kind of plant life. Her igniting arousal going to the back of her mind as she followed the vine that traveled up the nearby wall. Looking up she sat up straddling the thing she had been smelling as she smiled at the countless vines that dangled from the distant ceiling. They hung in individual strands, they looped back up, they formed webs that traveled from wall to wall or even from wall then doubling back to the same wall. Bulbs clung to the vines in clusters as big as a dozen down to lone bulbs. They glowed in a rainbow of colors and if you were to omit the vines that were lit up by the bulbs you could think you were looking into the night sky. Memew fell onto her back as she gazed up into the mess of vines. Though as she landed on her back, something bounced off the side of her head. She reached up and touched it. Her eyes widened a bit as she discovered it was a warm tapered shaft. Tracing her fingers further along it just beyond the sheath she found a pair of grapefruit sized orbs that radiated warmth. Rolling over she held herself up as she eyed the shaft. It was larger then her forearm in both length and girth. She scooted closer to it as she sat up and held her trembling hands on either side of it. Her eyes wide with excitement as she slowly and ever so gently gripped the base of the dark brown shaft. Slowly drawing her dainty hands along the dark length as the soft belly skin she sat on vibrated as the attention drew a churr from the shafts owner. Memew licked her lips as her single stroke along the member drew out a single drop of pre. Maintaining her light grip at the shafts tip, she pulled it up and brought her lips to the tip. Drawing the scent into her auxiliary scent organ and shuddering as the virile, sexual scent both stoked the heat in her loins and gave her a lightheaded high. She has never been able to have this kind of access to a male before. All her previous attempts being thwarted by her mother's stupid requirement that she couldn't mate until she had found a life partner. Though now she had a male's organ before her and she was going to have all the fun with it that she wanted. Memew licked the drop from the shaft's tip and smeared it over the openings along the roof of her mouth behind her teeth. Sending a surge of the scent straight to her secondary scent gland. Her eyes glazing over as she let out a shaky breath. A drop of saliva dripped from her lips before she dove onto the shaft. Getting only a third of the shaft into her maw as she shifted her rumps position on the male that she was proceeding to deep throat. Her tongue working to taste every inch of the shaft as she slowly sank it down her throat. The furred flesh her hindquarters now rested on became damp as her folds leaked fluids. Her vulva swelled to make her sex more obvious and advertise her arousal. Heat infused her cheeks as her lips touched the sheath at the base of the shaft. Surprise managed to make its way through her pheromone induced high as she realized just how easily she had taken the shaft. Having thought it would have been more difficult to take such a large shaft with her rather small form, especially in a way that wasn't designed to take any such penetration. She swallowed every couple seconds when the presence of the shaft grew uncomfortable. Though she rested with the shaft buried deep down her throat. The inability to breath didn't bother her like it should have, although several points along her front began to grow warmer the longer she was deprived of oxygen. Unknown to her the hand of fate symbols along her major chakra's began to glow through her fur. She began to pull back along the shaft as her high dwindled. The corners of her mouth lifted up as she got an idea. If his pre could make her feel that good. How high could she get off his cum? Memew only pulled back halfway. Gulping on the shaft as she put her weight into plunging back down on the shaft. Twisting her head a bit in an attempt to increase the stimulation she gave to the creature she rested on. Drawing back slowly she started her rhythm of drawing back slowly and diving down with all the force she could muster. Every eighth bob or so she would pull back far enough to fill her lungs with oxygen to alleviate the burning from the points along her centerline. Though as she continued her efforts she could feel her stomach growing tighter from the pre he must be pumping into her. She started to doubt whether she could keep going as the tightness turned into discomfort. Her still lightly glazed gaze turned determined as she began to use her tailtip to tease the heavy orbs before her. Raising a hand to aid with stimulating the huge testes. She lightly massaged the one on her right side and then what she was working so hard to achieve started happening. The large orbs contracted as the shaft buried down her throat twitched. Her grin noticeable even around the massive shaft buried in her maw. She pulled back so that only the tip was in her mouth she aimed it towards the ducts that led to her auxiliary scent organ. Then the first ribbon fired from the shaft and filled her mouth. Nearly causing her to gag as it filled her sinuses and sprayed from her nostrils. Then the choice to pull off the shaft was taken from her as the creatures hind paws gripped the sides of her head and pulled her down on the spurting member. Though her vision blurred as the cum reached the auxiliary scent organ and brought her to a mind melting high. Her body going limp as the male creature held his spurting shaft deep down her throat. Cum oozed from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth as it backed up from her too small stomach. Though the hand of fate symbols lit up again as they allowed her stomach to expand further. Her belly swelling out as copious quantities of cum was pumped into her belly. The excess still backing up and oozing from her mouth and nose. She even began to cry milky tears as the cum made its way through her tear ducts. Only thirty seconds after it started the male gently lifted Memew from his member and carefully rolled onto his side. Gently setting her onto his bedding before he stretched out and got to his paws. A feral yet highly intelligent gaze regarded her as cum dribbled from every opening on her face. The pressure of her stretched stomach pushing more up. He seemed to watch with concern until Memew began to cough and swallow what was trying to come up back down. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused as her mind had basically taken its leave to float in her cum induced euphoria. Even as she flopped around seemingly trying to stay upright it was obvious that the actions were more instinctive then conscious action. They were disjointed and poorly coordinated as she used her forearms to prop herself up. One of her hands contorted as the padded palm pointed up. Her expression was quite vacant as she worked her jaw. Her tongue scooping the remaining cum to the twin ducts on the roof of her mouth. The male chuffed as he worked his battle scarred form over to a pile of crudely fashioned pillows and blankets. Various forms rested within the pile and the massive feral rat pulled one of the edge blankets back to reveal the head of a lop-eared bunny girl. He snorted into her face as she groaned and turned away from him. Then chuffing again he gently grabbed one of her ears in his mouth and lightly tugged on it. She raised one of her hands and placed it on his face as she began to stir. "Mmh, what is it Dukane?" She asked before stretching herself out and yawning deeply. Tiredly turning her weary blue eyes towards him. Giggling as he licked her cheek and saying, "I love you too. Now why did you wake me up?" He turned his head towards Memew as she flopped onto her side and flailed one of her arms around before she rolled over and managed to push herself back up before toppling over again. The bunny smiled and asked, "You want me to make sure the newcomer is okay?" Dukane nodded before heading to the exit. Waking the slightly smaller rat that was sleeping there before he left. The bunny girl yawned and pushed herself up as she watched Memew. She was entirely nude and slowly stood up as she had to work to balance the sizeable bulge in her belly. Her creamy brown ears hung just past her shoulders. The creamy color spread to her face from the sides ending around her eyes. The rest of her face was a dark chocolate color with the creamy brown picking back up on her lower jaw and spreading downward. Her milk chocolate colored hair was short and unkempt. She settled beside Memew and firmly gripped her as she said, "Never seen a newcomer as out of it as you before..." Memew gurgled before she spat up a gob of cum while staring vacantly with a single half open eye. The bunny giggled as she said, "Though none of us have actually gotten a stomach full of his cum before. He likes his breeders pregs." She settled Memew's cheek on her swollen belly. Patting the fey's back as she continued to cough up gobs of cum from her overfilled belly. The bunny sighed and said, "I don't know if you can hear me, but... my name is Coco."
Sef didn't know how long his lungs were filled with that horrible sweetness. He was always aware of the horrible scent. It was so overpowering that he would have rather been smelling molding fruit than this agonizingly potent sweetness. He gasped for fresh air with relief as the mask was removed. The material coating him seemed to just melt away as he cleansed himself of the terrible sweetness. An apologetic female voice said, "I'm sorry about that. It's standard procedure for magical creatures recovered in the field." Sef lowered his ears as his gasping slowed to more regular breaths. He looked to the white housecat with various pink blotches as he swiveled his lowered ears. His hearing picking up various strange sounds. Metallic buzzing, humming, squeaking, and even an occasional clang. The housecat's expression turned confused as she watched Sef for a moment before appearing to realize something. "Oh! You mustn't recognize me," she exclaimed as she got up and ran off to a cluttered desk before coming back with a facemask held against her face. Asking, "Do you recognize me now?" Sef recognized her silky pink hair as he glanced off to the side. Asking, "Where's my sister?" The cat blinked as she asked, "Who?" Sef bared his teeth a bit as he left the gooey puddle shouting, "My sister!! Memew!! Where is she??" The female flinched a bit as she said, "You were the only one of your kind there... not even any of the bodies were of your... uh, breed." Calming down a little Sef demanded, "I want to leave. How do I get out of here?" A white lion answered from the doorway, "You aren't allowed to leave. In fact you belong to Candy now." Candy sighed and stood up with a huff as she said, "Get out of my quarters Marnam!" He sighed and said, "I came to say that we've lost a probe. So I'm heading out with Ell and Derrick." He then grumbled to himself as he walked away. Candy looked to Sef and said, "Sorry about him. He's just upset that our resources are stretched so thin." She then took a deep breath and walked up to her cluttered desk as she awkwardly asked, "So, uh... what's your name?" Sef watched her for a bit before he floated over to the bed that sat beside the desk. He landed on it and said, "Sef... Sef, Oakridge." Candy opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out a half eaten candy bar. She stared at it as though she didn't expect to find it. After a few moments she took off the remainder of the wrapper before taking a bite from it. "Hm, still good," she mumbled before looking to Sef and saying, "I'm Candy, Felfield." She then rummaged through her desk for a moment before saying, "Ah, here it is." Hefting a sizeable file and putting it on top of the mess cluttering her desk. She picked up one of the forms and said, "This is my authorization to have a pet." Sef crossed his arms and said, "I'm not some lowly animal." Candy lowered her ears a bit before saying, "Oh, um... well technically here you are... uh kinda..." She then looks between Sef and the form for a couple moments before she leans towards her desk and glances away from it as she stands there for a moment. Sef lifted a brow as he watched her suddenly set the form in her hand aside and grab another from the file. Candy then said, "Weeeellllll... this one is to be filled out so that I can get you registered as mine, BUT I uh, could be lenient on you so that you can do whatever as long as you don't bother the others..." Sef stared at her for a moment before saying, "You remind me of Memew..." Candy purses her lips as she grips the lip of the desktop and pulling a clipboard out of it. Then with a deft motion she detached a pen from the clipboard and said, "First, pet's name. Sef- one F or two?" Sef tilted his head as he sat down and asked, "What do you mean?" Candy gave him a look before saying, "The letter... how many are in your name?" Sef took the form from Candy and looked at it as he asked, "What kind of runes are these?" Taking the form back Candy answered, "Letters. They are letters, and how in the waste do you not know what a letter is?" Sef huffs in irritation as he says, "Because, I'm not from here!" About to make a retort Candy stops herself and says, "Oh yeah, right... that is true." The two of them sit in silence for a moment before Candy says, "I'm gonna go with just one..." She continued filling out the form as she read it aloud, "Classification... uh Feline of some sort... I'll just put down cat." Writing down on the form as she glanced to Sef to describe his features, "Ears... solid black on one and strange triangle point with circle and stripe on the other. Other significant markings..." She looks over Sef for a moment before writing down, "Assorted markings. Mostly spots and one paw print." Sef hopped up into the air and floated behind Candy's back as he let his legs drift up. His head settling against Candy's shoulder as he looked at the writing. "I don't think you're doing that right," Sef mumbled as placed his paws on the wall behind the two of them. His hands resting on Candy's shoulders. Candy set the clipboard on the desk before she reached beyond her head for Sef. Pulling him in front of herself as she said, "You don't even know what I'm writing." Sef looked to her in a way that asked if she was serious. When she didn't give his look a second thought he said, "How could I not? You've been narrating yourself." Candy gave a shrug as she said, "Still, you can't read so you don't really know if what I'm saying is what I'm writing." Sef clasped his hands together as he said, "True..." Then Candy asked out of the blue, "Are you capable of bearing young?" Sef huffed and retorted, "No, of course not!" He pressed off from Candy and drifted across the room as his ears pointed back in agitation. Candy wrote down the answer as she said, "Well SOR-RY! How am I supposed to know the reproductive functions of you mystic beings. There aren't exactly too many of you around." She looked through the rest of the form for a moment before announcing, "Okay! We can be done for the night!!" Sef paused his slow drift around the room and turned towards Candy as he asked, "Night?" The cat nods as she says, "Yeah, it's nighttime. Anyway if you aren't going to go to sleep just stay out of trouble." Sef glances to the door as he confusedly commented, "But that one guy left not that long ago..." Candy climbed under the covers and began to discard her clothing. Sef dodged her pants and while his back was to the bed her panties landed on his head. He grabbed the elastic and looked at the pink undergarment as he asked, "Why do you wear these things?" Candy tossed her shirt and bra before saying, "It's decency or modesty or something. Though the bottom line being people don't like it when you are going around naked." She then eyed Sef for a moment before commenting, "We'll have to get you your own outfit." Sef grimaced as he looked at the panties and said, "They seem kinda restricting..." The only response was the lights going out. Sef then dropped the undergarment and said, "Hey! I can't see!" "Well boohoo, I'm tired!" He heard Candy answer. Huffing Sef floated around for a bit before finding his way back to the bed and settling down along a bottom corner. Taking a deep breath as he rested in the silent darkness. Unsettled by the metallic creaking and the sound of rushing air somewhere.