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With an eager step and a destination in hand, he searched throughout the town for any potential guide or route towards the northern mountains. Sadly however, nothing came up, the town somehow unable to provide a route or any proper directions. Every idea he had, the boats, the train, the forest paths, nothing seemed to be heading that way. The boats only headed to the islands and out of the kingdom, whereas the train headed southeast towards the desert and its arid mountains. The dark forest was directly to the east and as such wasn't even an option. He did however notice the old fortress near the Koopa Village to be not far from the icy mountains, at least on a map. He was thankful that the Toad House was absolutely free, even giving him food despite feeling like a homeless person at the soup kitchen. The next few days he would explore the surrounding area and the forests to the west. No paths to the frozen north opened before him, and the locals while helpful had little to offer him in terms of direction. He was starting to get frustrated, despite the disarming peace of the Mushroom Kingdom. The western forests were also rather peaceful, enough for him to calm down and not lose his head within. James did however manage to find small odd jobs to help assist the locals with, carrying supplies and such, little things in order to gain a little bit more money over his first few days in the world. It wasn't a lot of money, half the time he was only being given coins out of gratitude for the help, never demanding more as he kept himself by with enough to feed himself with. He silently praised the princess for the Toad House's existence to make things much easier.

Eventually, after a few days of wandering around the general vicinity of Toad Town, he made his way towards Koopamuir in the darkening sunset for the first time, finding himself attracted towards a club on the outskirts. While James had heard about towns around the area, this place was not registered on his map at all. The club itself was on the barest outskirts of Koopamuir, and judging from the bass bleeding out of the walls faintly, he could see why. He hadn't been to a rave in a long time, and he could feel a younger side of himself start to awaken. The club had the numbers 1.2.8 screaming red, yellow and blue lights at him, making him faintly remember the Kremland carnival. Several creatures were lined up outside, waiting to get in after being checked at the door by a rather burly-looking green creature, who was taller than the koopas. His thick orange lips glimmered in the neon light as he looked down on one unruly koopa, and he wore a black spiky shell-like back glinting with points. "Aw come on man," argued the koopa, "I jus' wanna party!" "You got banned after last week," said the doorman, "now clear out of 'ere unless you wanna get spiked." "I ain' afraid of you, come on! Yer not so tough fat boy!" The doorman merely humphed before starting to bulge his throat out in defiance. Then he started to do something that looked like he was about to vomit, heaving up something from the pit of his stomach, with the koopa looking more and more nervous with each heave. Soon the bouncer's throat swelled with something thick and spiky inside, opening his mouth to reveal something round and jagged. The koopa finally gave in and put his hands up. "OKAY okay, I'm leavin', don' spike me bro! Jeez!" With the youth now gone, the doorman swallowed whatever he had inside his mouth, panting with relief before James walked up to enter. "Five coins to enter pal." "Huh, you not gonna check me for ID?" "I know yer not a kid, five coins. Jus' don't cause trouble an' we'll get along fine."

James shrugged and paid the bouncer before he was allowed inside the thumping bass atmosphere of the club. Memories flashed back to him in an instant of younger days, violently-shafting lights blinding him in every direction, the dark swaying crowd far stranger than the ones he remembered. Goombas, koopas, toads as well as a few other creatures he didn't recognise, were moving with the deep pounding techno. The primal sway of the music captivated the crowd, drenched in blissful sweat as a small mouse-like creature stood high above them upon a podium. His round blue body wore only earmuffs, as he patted away at a turntable with one hand, while fistpumping the air with the other. He was commanding the room like a boss, keeping the pace even as James slowly felt the beat infect his heart. It was a happy beat, a carefree beat, a beat that one could lose themselves to and separate from the busy world with. He soon found a bar with a soothing glow just off the corner of the room, smoothly gliding through the headthumping crowd to relax and buy a drink or two. He was curious for the drinks they would have in this world, finding their variety to be delightfully reminiscent of any bar he had been to in his travels. There was a lightness to the alcohol, but it wasn't any less capable of making him drunk, just enough for him to relax to. Even the names for the drinks were light-hearted and cheerful, such as Superstar Cider, Smash Bros. Brau and, one drink he particularly loved, Rainbow Rum.

The rum was immensely fruity, juicy with every single fruit mix he could imagine all packed into one magnificent blur of colours he could practically taste. The mellow yellow banana, the sturdy green watermelon, the strong red apple. Not for the first time in his life, he was taken by surprise by the amazingly non-bitter drink, and found himself quickly losing his focus as he gazed towards the crowd. He wasn't in the mood to dance, but he did see someone that caught his eye. He recognised a koopa amidst the blinding strobe lights and ear-bursting bass of the 1.2.8. In particular he recognised the two wide single arrow-like markings on his back as he swayed from side to side in the crowd. Drunkenness, curiosity and familiarity guided him closer. He could barely remember talking to him, words fading in and out of his hearing from both of them as they tried to speak above the beat. "HEY THERE!" "HEY!" "WAS ON THAT TOUR AT THE FORTRESS A FEW DAYS BACK. YER A GOOD GUIDE!" "OH YEAH, GLAD YA LIKED IT!" "YOU'RE A COOL GUY, WANNA HANG OUT?" "SURE, I'M GETTIN' KINDA TIRED ANYWAY!" They soon walked through the crowd back towards a bar, where the noise was cushioned by thicker walls around them, the koopa sighing as the club euphoria drained briefly from them. "So yeah," said James, "your tour was pretty great." "Thanks." The koopa ordered himself a glass of Superstar Cider, while James went for the same. "I never seen you before." "Ahm new here," said the drunken raptor, "all theshe drinksh, fantashtic, Rainbow Rum fuggin' knocked me off the road." "Pfffhahaha, ohhh wow yeah that stuff kinda sneaks up on ya fast. OH, I'm Koopin! Koopin Kennidon." He offered his hand to shake, with James accepted. "Jamesh Campbell, pleased to meetcha." "So...I never seen anyone like you before. Where you from?" "Uhhhhhh pretty far away, over the ocean, jusht arrived here first time which is why I kinda got curious about the fortress thingy." "Ohhhhh you're a tourist?" "Well...sorta, yeah, guess." "Oh, you a student then, maybe on a gap year?" "Shomething like that." He let Koopin make assumptions for now as they both drank tenderly to keep the buzz alive. The koopa did not seem too drunk, or perhaps he was used to the drinks here. But either way, the cider was slowly coming to fruition as he soon reached his limit with James, who asked: "Zho, why'd you become a tour guide?" "I loved geography in high school, wanted to explore the world, learn more about things, so I thought why not become a tour guide?!" "Hah, straightforward, I like that! Ah met way too many people who try an' get all complicated an' zhit." "Haha, yeah, life doesn't have to be complicated right?!" "Right, ahll drink to that!"

They toasted to that and drank up together. The night passed by like the tracing light of glowsticks, deceptively so, the drink settling in deeper and deeper as James did his best to keep his mind coherent enough to not reveal any truths. He managed to restrain himself, letting Koopin drink away to his heart's content. The off-duty guide was fascinated by the newcomer, and asked him everything possible, all sorts of mindless questions that FG managed to sidestep, half-truth or outright lie upon in order to keep up with the pretence of the world. Hopefully Koopin wouldn't remember in the haze of the alcohol. Frankly neither would James. The interrogation only motivated him all the more to not go overboard, before the raptor asked in turn: "You uh, you ask everyone thoshe kinda questions?" "Not all of 'em...just...sh-shome certain guys." The look in the koopa's eyes was universally understood. James took a chance. "Ohhh? What would thoshe certain guysh be?" "Well...certain handsome strangers I guess..." The comment made the raptor snort a chuckle and shook his head in surprise. "Handsome eh? An' why you think that?" "W-w-well...I...I..." He pinned the koopa on the spot, a word that was meant to mean a compliment had almost become an invitation to the raptor. Not that James minded. "Hey..." he smiled at Koopin with a rub to his head. "No need to be embarrassed, izh a nice compliment now." "Hehehe...uhm...thanksh. Hey I uh, I think...I think I gotta be off home before I drink TOO much." "Home? You gonna be okay on your own?" "Yeah I done this loadsa times I-woah!" The raptor's reflexes saved the koopa from falling off his stool, pulling him back onto it before they both stood up. "...thaaaat was an accident." "Hehehe, it wuz gonna be one. Come on, lemme take ya home." "You sure? I don' wanna be a bother..." "Nah it's cool, come on...but if you don't trusht a stranger izh cool." "W-well..." "Hey, if anything happensh to you, ahm very easy to spot in a crowd...think about that." "W-well...I...is that good?" "For you yeah." "Hehehe, kay. Let'sh go then." Smiling with as little threat as possible, FG gently held Koopin around the shell and guided him home with directions from his escort. He was also more aware of the fact that he was almost a full foot taller than a koopa, as the two stumbled slowly through the night street. James was a little more awake now, the buzz of the alcohol wearing off somewhat faster than it did for the koopa, but he kept himself focused nevertheless in making it back to the koopa's house.

A comfortable bungalow in a street out of the way, with a green curved roof somewhat reminiscent of the shell-like designs in Koopa Village, but only in terms of shape. The house otherwise was perfectly normal, rounded out with its length stretching out towards a back garden. The streetlights gently glimmered across the earthen dusty roads, as the koopa gently unlocked his door with practiced slow precision. He turned to the raptor and smiled bashfully. "Thanks fer gettin' me home uh...James." "Heh, no problem." "You uh...wanna come in?" He blinked with some slight surprise, not expecting this sort of invitation while in this state of mind. Had he been a little less drunk, he might have refused. That and the koopa's eyes seemed to beckon him closer with his naive expression. "Oh...I...ah wuz...yeah. Heh, let's do that." Replied to only by a bemused smirk from the koopa, the two entered the house. FG was right in thinking the houses were small, with Koopin's home only having three rooms. A kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom with a small bathroom. The main living room had a sofa, a nicely-sized TV and an open archway to the kitchen where a small table was. Only the bedroom was behind a door. He felt like a giant, and had the urge to crouch down slightly as the koopa asked: "You wanna drink? Maybe some tea?" "Hm? Iii uh, ah think ahm good fer now." "Heh, I'll uh, get shome water, so we don' uh...dehydrate?" "Shure, very shensi...shensibuh...clever." "Hehehee, you uh, go siddown, lemme get shome." James nodded and sat down at the couch, waiting until Koopin brought out two cups of water, inviting FG to sit beside him with a pat-pat. The sofa was big enough for two to sit on, as the two reptiles began to drink. Silence took over the room for a few minutes, their heads clearing very slowly with the two unable to think of any questions, both having their own thoughts until James asked: "You live here alone?" "Hm? Oh, yeah, moved out my parentsh' house two years ago, felt great having my own place." "Heh, cool...is a li'l small." "Well it'sh not a two-floor place like Toad Town has sure, but I got all I need. TV, stove...bed." It made the raptor blurrily wonder how technologically advanced the place was, the TV and fireplace stove from the kitchen rather clashing to his futuristic mind. "It IS a lovely house I admit..." The raptor had turned his face slowly towards the koopa, who merely stared with wide young eyes and suddenly kissed the tip of the raptor's snout. FG's eyes widened at the touch of the beak, but seeing that Koopin looked scared, he reassured him immediately with a kiss in return.

"I...I'm sorry-" "Hey hey, it's okay-" "I don' even know you, or whut you are-" "I'm open minded enough to accept-" "A compliment?" The raptor smirked at the koopa ending his sentence, unsure now of what to do. He didn't know if Koopin was this into him or not, so he decided to ask something. "How old are you?" "Uhh...twenty-two...why?" "Just...curious..." He placed his clawed hand on Koopin's arm gently to reassure him more, placing his empty cup down which the koopa did in return. Maybe it's just the drink, thought FG in his muddiest of thoughts, but it'd be real dickish to leave him now and make him feel like shit. Fuck it, I'm going for it. The raptor saw no harm in getting more friendly with a local than he intended, and both of them being reptiles helped even more. His snout neared his with each word between them. "I'm nearly twenny-six by the way...I'm a li'l old compared to you I guesh." "Y-yeah? I don't...think so..." "Yeah?" And with that, the raptor gently smooched the beak of the koopa, gently letting him open up physically and mentally to him. The koopa gasped in surprised pleasure as he kissed back, letting his tongue become ensnared by the raptor's own, which suckled softly on it. His moans were quiet at first, but arised more and more as soon as the tongues turned to wrestling each other erogenously, the koopa placing his arms around the raptor into a warm hug. The raptor hugged in return as he turned his head one way a little, to tongue deeper into the beak, moaning breathlessly. James gently rubbed his claws along the smooth shell, gliding effortlessly across the polished surface. He was feeling along the little grooves to slide up to the back of the younger male's head, holding him closer. Koopin responded by wrapping his skinny legs around the raptor, panting more eagerly as he laid back a little. The raptor followed suit as he laid on top of him, rubbing his bare belly against the pale yellow underside of the shell, which he found a little bulky to lie on. Soon the kiss ended, the two reptiles rubbing snout against beak with faint salival traces upon each other. The alcohol had worn off a little more. "Mmmm...what else would you like to show me?" asked the raptor with a pleased smile. Koopin, young and shaky as he was, gently rubbed his small yellow hand at the raptor's jeans, sliding a finger along the waistband tentatively. Understanding, James gently let himself be taken to the bedroom, the koopa's finger hooked into his waistband to guide him before they sat next to each other. James soon undid his jeans and pulled down his boxers slowly to reveal his semi-hardening cock, a thickening musk exhuding from its now freed self. "Ohhh...it's...gorgeous..." The koopa's words made FG chuckle, rubbing at his head to encourage the younger male. "Go on..." With permission, Koopin got onto his belly beside James, and with a soft careful grasp on the raptor's cock, began to sniff and nuzzle the member which only throbbed more. The raptor's belly tightened up slightly.

Koopin soon began to lick at the saurian meat, making James gasp softly in appreciation and encouraging the koopa onwards as he licked more. Some of them fast, some of them slow, all of them eager. "Ohhh...you like it, Koopin?" "Y-yeah..." A small giggle came from the koopa as he began to open his beak and slide his mouth down James' member, which made it grow to the full 7 inches the raptor could offer him, as well as a moan, clasping Koopin's head with warm gentle obsidian claws. "Ohhhhhh..." The koopa smiled around the cock as he gently bobbed up and down, at first trying to take it all in, but gagging slightly as the tip tickled the back of his throat. He opted to taste most of the shaft instead of all of it. The koopa was awkward and inexperienced certainly, making FG wonder if perhaps he was a virgin, as he gently guided him with soft words of reassurance. "That's it...good boy...ohhh yes, suck that bit harder...hoh..." Soon he would ask the question that was hanging over his mind since the start of this seduction. "Do you...wanna swallow?" Koopin replied by sliding his beak off of the cock and looking up with a shake of his head to mean no. James then asked the next question. "Do you want me...inside you elsewhere?" A more eager nod of the head, the kind of nodding where he had to will all of himself to do. "Hehe...alright...get yourself ready." Koopin began to put his arms up and pull them in with his head into the shell, before the shell lifted itself up and was gently put aside. It revealed underneath a young thin koopa, wearing a blue tanktop and white red-striped boxers. James had no idea the shells could be taken off. He knew turtles in his world couldn't. "Ohhh...aren't you a cutie..." The raptor couldn't help but slide his hands underneath the top and rub along the bare yellow flesh, the shirt being lifted to expose the belly which was soon assaulted by the raptor's tongue. Koopin gasped and writhed in surprise at this, splaying his arms back with a moan as his shorts tented with his arousal. Both of them did not realise their minds sharpening with the alcohol finally wearing off more. James found the body to be adorable, so lean and fit, but with a cute little pudge just around the lower belly that was barely noticeable. He only noticed it when he gave more hot licks across the belly to make Koopin whimper. Soon he slid one hand down to pull down the boxers, and reveal a pudgy 6-inch erection, as well as the small tight-looking ass underneath a cute little tail. It was practically a wiggly triangle tapering at the end barely. The koopa also had testicles, yet another surprise to the raptor on the offshooting anatomy of the species. But he didn't care, as he began to lap away at the balls hotly with deep moans.

"OH...J-james..." Koopin's moans were music to FG's ears as he lapped and suckled the fine yellow plums, before dragging his tongue down to the sweet rump, gently intruding with his tongue to encourage and lubricate him for the coming event. He heard the young koopa's moans of desire ring loud in his ears as he penetrated with his tongue thinly, before leaning back to ask: "What position would you like?" "Hm...wh-wha?" "For me to...you know." With a wink from the raptor, Koopin replied with a gasp and laid on his side. He made sure the lad was ready by fingering him slowly, careful with his claw as he pushed inside, feeling Koopin open up and gasp tightly. After making sure with all of his current awareness that the koopa was loosened up enough, he kissed at the cute little tail before moving up. He smiled happily up at the raptor, who merely slid down onto his side, behind the koopa with his cock gently sliding up to the tight turtle tailhole. Placing one arm around the koopa's chest to hold him tightly, he murmured: "Ready, cutie?" Koopin could only nod, still in disbelief this was happening to him. And with that, James gently began to push against the tight ass. He panted on the koopa's cheek, which soon turned into grunts as he struggled to open the younger up, emitting a gasp of surprise and discomfort from Koopin. The turtle whimpered and bit his lip, wanting it clearly but being rather tight. But FG was patient, gently taking his time and making one push after another. The occasional push of his hips was slow and tender, softly entering Koopin inch by inch, reassuring him with soft breaths and sweet licks. "Nnngh! A-a-ah...d-don't stop, I-" "Shhhh...just relax...open up a li'l..." The raptor's voice turned husky as he managed to slide halfway inside. He couldn't tell if the koopa was a virgin or not, but he stopped with every little gasp of pain that Koopin made, allowing his anal tunnel to accept the raptor within. Soon, after a slow deliberate penetration, the raptor's hips bumped against the koopa's butt, the little tail wiggling against his belly. "Haaah...h-hah...ohhh..." "You okay?" "Y-y-yeah...li'l sore...but it...ohh feels-" "Good? Heheh...god I've waited so long to be with a fellow reptile like this..."

He gently kissed the koopa's cheek with a small suckle as he let him adjust to the meat inside. Feeling Koopin relax, he slid halfway out of him before pushing once again with a grunt of pleasure, his arm tightening around the lean chest. Koopin could only gasp when he felt himself being hilted again by James, the pain coming in short twinges that became weaker and weaker, only to be replaced by a warm blocking pleasure. Soon the raptor began to speed up, gently bucking half his length in and out of the tight koopahole, with grunts and growls of ecstasy as he slithered his tongue along the beak. A few minutes later, after his thrusts started to become rhythmic enough, he started to fuck harder, hips gyrating madly back and forth as the koopa clutched his bedsheets and moaned louder. His younger whimpers were accompanied by the raptor's slightly deeper tones, as his koopa cock stained the bed with his pre. "Oh! OH! AAH! J-James! More! Please! More!" Not refusing the request, the raptor merely slammed harder inside the tight turtle rear with pre easily lubing up along with his wet hot saliva along the walls, turning more throaty in his voice as he soon reached his climax. Clasping the fellow reptile tighter to his body with a subdued groan from himself, and a shuddering gasp of disbelieving delight from the koopa, his cock oozed thick ropes of cum deep inside. Hot spurts could be felt by both, as the exhaustion started to hit them at last, the last of the alcohol dripping from their minds and leaving them too tired to move. The two laid in a spooning position, panting hard in unison as Koopin turned to his other side to hug the raptor tightly, murmuring as he gently fell asleep. The raptor happily slept naked with him, not even caring about where he would wake up as the rum in his body cradled his senses into slumber.