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WARNING!!! The characters and settings for this story are copyright Dharen Taros, and shall not be used without his permission. The characters of Radiance is copyright Leostar Echidna, and cannot be used without his permission. The characters of Rave, Cuffs and Muramune and his cubs are copyright me and cannot be used without my permission. Also, this is a very disturbing story, so those of you who are squeamish should not read.

Maxim groaned as he gave one last thrust, his blood-soaked cock and balls spasming madly as they emptied their contents into the barely-beating heart of the eviscerated fox below him. Behind him, a large, charcoal gray echidna also released his load into the vulpine, masturbating his more impressive, spike-laden endowment through the male's splayed intestines. However, despite the fatal brutality mete upon him, the 'victim', Rave, could only grin weakly up at his assaulters, having already coated his own entrails and Maxim's back with his own seed.

Maxim smiled back, pleased that he could give such pleasure to his best friend...one of his only friends, in fact. Despite the incredible openness of his home realm of Horiza, the warrior fox was more or less ostracized by the sadistic kinks he engaged in during sex. It wasn't that he was evil per se; those who knew him could testify that he was far from malicious at heart. It's just his philosophy when it came to sex was, if you were on bottom, you were the sex toy of the top, and should be used and abused accordingly. And boy, did he abuse those who subbed for him; blood was his choice of lubricant, and the more his partner spilled, the hotter he got and the more he was willing to reward them with his orgasm. Of course, the same was true when he was on the receiving end; no reason to not let his partner go without being the sadist in the relationship, every once in a while. Unfortunately for him, hardly any Horizons out there shared his views, or were at least willing to try it out, so he was more or less alone in the world...that is, until he met Rave and Cuffs.

He didn't quite know where they had come from or how they ended up in his home dimension, but he quickly grew to enjoy their company, especially during their first fuck. The two males seemed to be the perfect sadomasochistic match to the warrior-fox, with Rave receiving whatever sexual punishment Cuffs gave him in earnest, even going father than Maxim usually dared. What was really surprising to him, though, was how much punishment the tiny two-tailed fox could handle: during their first sexual encounter, Maxim watched as Cuffs took Rave to the brink of death and what should've been far beyond, completely dismembering the tiny fox before finishing up with a thorough brain-fucking. However, not only did the fox stay alive the entire time, he stayed conscious, even when he was left in that state all night. And that morning, before Maxim's very eyes, Rave pulled himself together and very slowly regenerated back to normal, the process getting him off almost as much as the dismemberment had. They gave him some convoluted explanation of something called "Chaos Control" and experiments, but basically, as long as he had more than 20 to 25% of his body (and his brain stem and 5% or more of his brain) still relatively intact, Rave can keep himself alive and regenerate after being 'killed' and mutilated, but only if that mutilation came from a sexual encounter, even less if Cuffs was doing the job. Actually, as Maxim found out that night, Cuffs could do the same with just about anyone he had sex with, as long as it was consensual, with the same rules applying. The sheer brutality and disregard for their own health for the sake of sexual pleasure, far surpassing his own, scared Maxim a little at first, but as he got to know them, he learned they were not much different than he was, and they soon became fast friends and nightmates.

Now, as the fox filled his friend's long-empty veins with his warm, sticky spunk, Maxim could only think about what it would be like to have these two Horizan immigrants in his life permanently, locked in a menage a trois of literally bloody good sex. He groaned a little, partially at the thought and partially as Rave's heart suddenly clamped down tight on his cock, pumping hard with its new replacement fluids as if hungrily working him up for another donation. Meanwhile, behind them, Cuffs was busy flooding Rave's insides with a bathtub's worth of cum, his other hand extending its pair of knuckle spurs to their full 1' long, 2" thick serrated size to be shoved down the piss slits of the white fox's dual cocks. Rave shrieked in tormented ecstasy as the spurs penetrated his members' sensitive inner tubes, only to be cut off unexpectedly as Maxim felt Cuffs' seed flow out the fox's intestines, through his stomach, and into his lungs. It only took a pleading look from the dilapidated vulpine for Maxim to get the hint, swiftly bringing his hands up to lock around Rave's throat, squeezing it tight so there was no way for the cum to escape. Rave gave a breathless whimper of thanks as he felt his gastrointestinal tract inflate, his echidna counterpart not even half through his orgasm yet. Maxim felt this, too, and drawing inspiration from it, moved one of his hands away from his fellow fox's windpipe and to his heart. Grinning evilly down at his co-slave, the warrior-fox gave a rough shove forward and an equally rough yank back, forcing his decently-sized knot into Rave's equally sizable heart and pinching the hole closed behind it, locking the two organs in place as another wave of climaxes washed over him. Rave's eyes shot wide, the feeling of his heart completely encompassing his friend's dick and all his veins beginning to bulge slowly from the pressure of his love catching the fox unawares, but as the sensation grew to match that of his other inflation, Rave merely smiled.

Cuffs, too, was also slightly startled at Maxim's actions, the sudden increase of fluid through his partner's cardiovascular system causing the hold Rave's rectum had on his cock to tighten incrementally, greatly heightening his pleasure and causing him to cum even more. Rave's intestines, stomach, throat, and lungs were now like balloons, bloated to three times their original size and still growing. That was another thing Maxim liked about the fox: his control over his own body - whatever its cause - was so fine, he could actually enhance certain elements of it to prolong his pleasure, like exponentially increasing the elasticity of his vital organs to accommodate far more than they should have. Normally, he wouldn't have bothered, enjoying the feeling of his insides being ripped apart by an overly-large cock or five, but at this moment, Rave knew his two friends wanted to see him bloated with their cum, and he was perfectly willing to oblige.

Adding to the goodness was the knuckle spurs in Rave's twin members; despite how often he had had them rammed into his urethras in the past, their sheer girth and gripping razor-like ridges provided an excellent seal, trapping most of his blood and cum during an orgasm, as long as Cuffs reduced the thrusting of them into him to very short strokes. Now, though, with his very veins bulging with Maxim's spunk, the pressure around his urethra made it harder for Cuffs to continue his long stroking, eventually forming a true plug around the spurs just as another powerful orgasm erupted from the fox's balls. With nowhere to go, the torrent of cum began to back up on itself, soon flowing down his urethras and into his bladder and, eventually, his kidneys...and it wasn't stopping, the feeling of being inflated so completely by his two best friends keeping his climax going until his urinary and reproductive tract, as well, began to swell and strain.

And so it went, for at least an hour, neither of the three Horizans' orgasms dying down as they continued to fill Rave way past what should've been the bursting point. Every capillary in the fox's body showed through, every sac in his lungs, every fold in his stomach, every part of his affected organs expanded to 30 times their original size. However, all good things must come to an end, and while vastly impressive, the two-tailed fox's capacity for receiving sexual mutilation had reached its limit. With an asphyxiated gasp, Rave finally burst, his body ripped to shreds in a shower of bloody cum. Maxim squeaked in surprise as he was splattered with the visceral goo, the force of the explosion almost blowing him off the fox altogether. Cuffs just grinned and kept on jerking, the sight of his partner blowing up sparking one final, weaker orgasm in him, filling the empty void of Rave's gut with the last of his seed for the day. Rave just laid there, his muscles too torn up from the experience to be able to adequately move him around. He looked up at his friends with cold, dead eyes that could somehow still see, floating in their sockets in a small puddle of bloodied semen, and smiled weakly, mouthing something that Maxim could only guess was a thank-you for the wonderful experience. Smiling back in gratitude, Maxim got up and off of Rave, absently rubbing the slime that now covered him into his chest, belly, and groinal fur. A few short minutes later, Cuffs also removed himself from his partner, groaning a little in discomfort as he squeezed the last dregs of his load from his impressive 11" cock.

"Damn", Maxim huffed, exhausted. "That was a good fuck, guys."

Cuffs grinned and nodded, sharing his friend's sentiment. "Couldn't have done it without you, love. That trick with Rave's heart was a nice touch."

The bloodied fox gave a short chuckle in thanks as he watched Rave regenerate, first his throat and lungs, then his heart and circulatory system. As soon as he was able to speak, he gave a loud, gurgled moan of pleasure as he slowed down his reconstitution, wanting to enjoy the feeling of his insides swimming in his friends' spunk. "That was incredible," he managed to get out, happily. "We need to do that more often; I can't get enough of having your cum in me."

Maxim's chuckle turned into a giggle, still a little impressed with just how much punishment the little two-tailed fox could take and enjoy; he, himself had always enjoyed abusing and being abused until blood loss prevented him from continuing, but there seemed to be no upper limit to these two; practically whatever bloodsport, mutilation, or snuff fetish you could think of, they've thoroughly tried and enjoyed. It even somewhat extended past the torture chamber they called their bedroom; most of their home meals were Rave's cocks and balls - literally, as his ability to regenerate and addiction to pain allowed him to have his genitals cooked in just about any manner you could imagine for eating and would often form more after the originals were devoured for another helping. Maxim had to admit, he never thought he'd care for the taste of fox meat as a meal, but after experiencing it first hand, watching as Rave had his urethras stuffed with garlic and herbs and his balls injected with marinade, shoving them into the roasting coals until they were crisp and tender, and offering them to him still attached to his body...how could he not accept a bite? A bite that lead to another, and another, his mouth filled with the delightful flavor of juicy, spiced canine cock and balls and boiling hot, marinade-laced cum. Of course, that's just for Maxim and Cuffs. Rave's meals...let's just say, they come a few hours afterwards. Truly, these two were the kinds of furs Maxim could only dream of, and he thanked the gods every day and night that he had the pleasure of knowing them.

Cuffs grinned and gave Rave a warm kiss on the lips. "Glad you loved it, hon. You rest; Maxim and I'll get cleaned up." He turned to the fox in question, quirking an eyebrow in humor. "Don't you need to get ready for tomorrow, hon? It is a day of rut, isn't it?"

That stopped Maxim cold. For all of his fun, he had completely forgot. Horizans usually have two days out of the year where they're able to get pregnant, the days changing with each species, and his last one of the year was tomorrow. Accordingly, most Horizans avoided anal penetration during that time, not wanting to get impregnated, but... He had to admit, he did like the idea of having these two twisted outsiders as his lifemates, but now his thoughts wandered to child-bearing. It was quite a different experience than what Rave or Cuffs learned; indeed, even the mighty Knuckles himself was rather shocked at how Horizan children were born and raised. Every Horizan was male, no exceptions, so impregnation and birth were all done through the ass, hence the usual avoidance of anal sex during the rut. And without any mammary glans to feed the young ones, there was only one way to ensure they got their meals: the same way Horizans in general got their fill of another, through their cocks. Also, despite growing sexually mature at around the same age most Mobians did, Horizan children were sexually active and exploring much younger, and with how peaceful and slow Horiza usually was, it wasn't uncommon for the neighbors to have fun helping raise the kids, the standard lessons including deep-throating and size-queen tactics. Of course, actual sex with the kids never happened until they reached that age, and despite how sadistic all three of them were in their yiffs, they still felt only to go that far with the other's permission; it was the law, any kind of sex is allowed as long as both people consent. However, more than once Maxim had wondered what it would be like to get that rough with the kids, to take the feeding of the infants just a bit farther. He was sure others had the same fantasies, but such things were taboo, and were never acted upon...unless...

He glanced between his two friends, an uncertain but sneaky gleam in his eyes. "Right. I'll let you two recover; I've got a few things I need to check up on."

Later that day, Maxim made his way through the various shops and restaurants in the main city, scanning the crowds nonchalantly. As he passed, most of the passers-by gave him a wide berth, muttering incoherently behind his back. Maxim was used to such treatment; though a wonderful guy to those who get to know him, his reputation as a sadistic warrior with a love of bloodshed on the battlefield and in the bedroom proceeded him, and despite his efforts, it always worried the populace enough to not be as social as they could be around him. He frowned, bitterly; what he was planning could ostracize him completely, maybe even get him exiled like that bastard coyote, Janus, had. He wouldn't know until he asked, though. If only he could find...

"Hey, Maxie! What's up?"

Maxim groaned and rolled his eyes, dreading that voice. Glancing around, his suspicions were confirmed as Patrol waved to him from one of the crowds, pushing his way through as he ran up to the fox. One of the few people in Horiza who would even get close to Maxim, the insufferable cum slut of a Moon Thruster may have been great in bed, but sometimes he was an annoying pain in the ass in public.

"Getting ready for tomorrow. I'm trying to find someone, right now, so if you don't mind..."

Patrol's eyes glowed, ecstatically. "Oh? Who? Maybe we three can have a little fun!"

Maxim growled, impatiently. "The who and why are none of your concern. Just know that I'm only seeing him to talk, so I doubt you'd be interested in joining me."

Patrol pouted, mockingly "Aww, at least I could suck you two off during your talk, right?"

"Wrong. I've already had my fill of sex for the day, and I'm not going to be that long, besides."

Patrol's pout deepened, but also quirked up with a bit of a smirk. "Rave and Cuffs wearing you out, huh?" He chuckled as Maxim's eyes bulged, clearly frightened of having his nightmates' names announced in public. "What did they do with you, this time? Group mind-fuck? Drilldo chair? Or maybe a simple non-stop double-fisting?"

Maxim snarled, unwilling to tolerate the Moon Thruster's antics at the moment. "Must you pry into everyone's sex lives? I'd rather not scare the locals with mine, thank you very much."

Now Patrol really did pout. "Oh, don't be such a numbnuts. Everyone knows you three aren't breaking the law or anything. Besides, you'd be surprised at how many people are envious of your insatiableness."

Maxim looked back at the Moon Thruster, slightly incredulous. "Even so, I don't want to frighten them with the gory details. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a rabbit to find."

Patrol shrugged, but nodded in understanding, watching the stout vulpine pad off down the street and disappearing behind a crowd. Thirty minutes later, Maxim still couldn't find who he was looking for, causing him to conclude that the Horizan was at home. Steeling himself, he beat a path to Muramune's hut, praying that the rabbit was available and willing to see him.

Muramune blinked as he heard the knock at his door. He had just settled down an hour before feeding time for his bi-yearly rutting preparations, easing himself onto the biggest dildo he had to stretch himself out, and wasn't expecting any company until early tomorrow morning. Sighing a little in mild annoyance, the large rabbit clenched down hard on the crystal phallus before standing up, waddling hastily to the banging door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Maxim. Am I disturbing you?"

That startled Muramune somewhat. He knew the smallish fox, as well as his sexual habits, and frankly, he didn't entirely agree with it. He knew that most Horizans had some hidden, unusual fetish - hell, the dozens of children he was pregnant with and gave birth to in the name of getting off at the sensations was a testament to the diversity of the kinks that was legal with consent in the realm - but he never understood how anyone could get off giving or receiving any sort of pain or torture, let alone the kind that Maxim got off on. As such, they never really interacted outside of occasional, cordial chance encounters, so why the fox was here was beyond him.

"Maybe. What do you want?"

Maxim grumbled and cleared his throat, nervously. "I, uh...I wanted to talk to you about...um...about having kids?"

Muramune's eyes went wide at that. With how sadistic Maxim was in his lovemaking, he didn't seem the type to want kids, at all. Tentatively, he unlatched and opened the door, waving the warrior fox inside. As Maxim entered, he heard several cooing and gurgling noises coming from the back room. Five sets, to be exact - the result of Muramune's last pregnancy. Maxim had to chuckle to himself; Muramune never could resist getting pregnant any chance he got, the feeling of a child or two growing within him and eventually popping out giving him more of a hard-on than anything else. There were even rumors - told half-jokingly - that a good percentage of the overall Horizan population were related to him. Of course, with such an obsession with husbandry, Muramune needed to be fairly well-endowed - even by Horizan standards - to compete with the massive demand all his kids would need for "food". He also noticed, to his embarrassment, the colossal sex toy wedged between the rabbit's asscheeks; he recognized it as a Guardian XK, an almost yard-long, 5"+ thick golden crystal phallus created shortly after Knuckles came to Horiza and modeled after his godly endowment. Clearly, he was prepping himself for tomorrow as Maxim was, working his ass over to ensure whoever he chose to fuck him had no problem doing so.

"I'm a little surprised at you, Maxim," Muramune queried, closing the door behind him. "I never pegged you for the family guy type."

Maxim shrugged, sheepishly. "Neither did I, until Cuffs mentioned tomorrow."

That gave Muramune pause. Slowly, he led Maxim into the living room, offering the vulpine a seat as he gently lowered himself onto his couch, being careful to not disturb the dildo in the process. He mulled over Maxim's request for a few moments, eyes set squarely on the warrior's in disbelief, before sighing heavily. "Maxim, please don't take offense to this, but are you sure you want to have children? I mean, all of Horiza knows the kind of sexual kinks you and your two friends engage in, and while I know you guys have never broken any consent laws, a kid growing up in that kind of environment..."

"I know, I know..." Maxim mumbled, nervously. "That's why I came to you, first. You've been a father to a bunch of kids, from a bunch of species. You know better than anyone how to raise a child, what their needs and wants are. I was hoping you could give me some tips, y'know?"

Muramune grimaced, noticing the fear in Maxim's eyes. It was clear that he really wanted to have a child, but was too afraid of his sexual legacy affecting it. Sure, everyone in Horiza knew about his fetishes, but not everyone knew the real Maxim, or the fact that Maxim was constantly fighting against people's perceptions of him as little more than a sadistic death pervert. It made some kind of gross sense that he would be terrified of unwittingly and unwillingly harming his future children, or of the kids being taken away from him by the locals out of paranoia.

"I see. I'm assuming you're going to have Rave and/or Cuff's babies, if you go through with this, eh?"

Maxim nodded. "I feel like they're the only ones who truly understand me in this world. They understand my fetishes, my mindset...they know I'd never hurt anyone unless it was consensual or I was defending someone from them, and if it's consensual, I only go as far as they're willing to go. I...really feel like we were made for each other, y'know? I've been thinking seriously for the past couple of weeks about making them my lifemates. But I never really thought about having their kids until Cuffs mentioned the rut. It...got me thinking, about how my life would be like with one, with how well of a father I'd be....I want to try it, but I'm scared, Muramune. I dunno where to start, how to even do this...Can you please help me?"

Muramune leaned back, spreading his legs a little to give Maxim a good look at his package and the dildo up his widely-stretched ass. It was true that he had much more experience with having and raising the babies of several Horizan species as most anyone on the planet, knew all the tricks and techniques that they used to train their kids in the ways of the world, when each species started playing around, what their limits were and which fetishes they generally grow up with. Hell, he even knew, after a time or two of "personal experimentation", about how cross-fertilization between Horizans and other outer-realm species (like Mobians) worked. However, Rave and Cuffs were completely unknown territory for him, not only being from another world, but from the rumors he heard, not even being naturally born. He didn't know if they could even have children with anyone, let alone how their kids would turn out. He had to admit, his stomach didn't like the prospect of finding out, but on the flip side, his natural horniness over the entire impregnation and birthing process kept reminding him that it was a brilliant opportunity to learn something new about it. After a few more minutes of contemplation, he sat back up, about to give his answer when suddenly, a small crying erupted from the back room, followed by a second and a third, signifying that his infants were awake and wanting to be fed. Smiling a little, he stood up, right hand casually reaching down to slowly fondle at his large penis and nutsack, working himself up to an erection.

"I'm assuming you're going to want to get pregnant by your friends tomorrow during the rut, correct?"

Maxim looked up at him, a small ecstatic smile on his muzzle. "Oh, yes, definitely."

Muramune nodded, moaning silently as his member grew hard at his self-ministrations. "Okay. I'll help you, under one condition: You will have to let me in as a mid-husband during your pregnancy and first few years after birth. I will help you raise your children, make sure you're doing what you need to ensure their health and growth, and you will not question my decisions when I make them. Understood?"

Maxim nodded, shaking in joy. "Thank you so much, Muramune. I can't tell you how much this means to me."

The rabbit smiled, nodding in gratitude. "No problem. I'm just glad you came to me before trying it all by your lonesome. Now, if you'll follow me, we'll begin your first lesson."

Maxim blinked, confused. "Lesson? What lesson?"

Muramune just nodded towards the back room, continuing to stroke at his member idly. "Those kids aren't crying for nothing, hon. So get that dick of yours out and get it hard; it's time to give baby his milk."

Maxim flopped onto Muramune's bed, exhausted. He had just spent the last 6 hours getting a brief glimpse of what family life would be like. He didn't realize just how difficult and back-breaking raising a child really was. The first hour was a swarm of sucking and orgasms as he helped the rabbit feed his five infants. The little buggers - consisting of three echidnas, a hedgehog and a tanuki, all between 6 months to 1 year old - were ravenous, draining Muramune and himself dry as they cycled through all five of them in an effort to quench their hunger. The warrior-fox could've sworn he went through at least three loads per infant, though he lost count after the second infant; Muramune went through five more per baby, though he had been going at this for much longer than Maxim has, so he was able to give out more cock milk on demand with less drain.

Despite the fatigue he felt from the feeding, he was surprised to admit to himself just how incredibly erotic the experience was; he was more surprised when Muramune echoed his sentiment, smirking slightly as he lightly teased the babies' tailholes with a finger as they fed off him. As a highly sexual society, Horizans never shy away an opportunity for consensual sex, but despite the fact that Horizans get their first taste - literally - for sex the day they're born, it's considered improper for anything but the typical feeding until the children show interest in sex themselves, sometimes as early as 4 or 5 years old. That doesn't stop the fathers from fantasizing, though, and with his natural husbandry kink, it was hard for Muramune to not contemplate starting his kids out on intercourse earlier than normal. In fact, as he embarassingly admitted after slipping said finger into each of their tailholes, elicting a slight gasp and gurgling giggle from them, Muramune had gotten into the habit of fingering them and gently riding them on his cockhead, not enough for full penetration, but enough that when he cums, he's able to get a good deal of his semen into their tailhole. He doesn't do it often; the fingering he usually does during feeding times or in tandem with the cockhead-riding, while the riding he found to be a good way of calming them down.

That shocked Maxim, who unthinkingly blurted out something about how it seemed Muramune was taking a page from the Teumessians, a statement he immediately retracted when Muramune responded with an appalled glare; the Teumessians were a clan of Wolves, just as sadistic, cruel, and controlling as the other clans in the Wolf Conglomerate, who focused mainly on the idea of using cubs as fuck toys. "Egg-fuckers" they were called, because of how little they cared for age when it came to the cubs in question; as long as they were 5 years or younger, it didn't matter to them. Naturally, very little of the cubs they decide to rape survive the attempt, and those who do are usually scarred for life, unable to leave the brutality of the clan behind. Muramune clarified that he never went farther than what he had just described, not until they were of age to properly start their training, also flatly stating that he had little relations to the clan, having declined every "grateful" offer they gave him to let him have their kids. A disbelieving scoff from Maxim and one dropped name made Muramune realize the fox knew his claims to not be entirely accurate: the name was Dahlmer, one of the few survivors of the Teumessian practices who grew up into a sort of dark counterpart to Muramune; one of the many practices the Teumessians did with their survivors was to give them potions that forced them to become pregnant despite their young age, creating more opportunities to satiate their cub lust. Dahlmer survived the experience, cannibalizing his own kids and those others discarded by his clan after they had their fun with them in order to stay alive during the long weeks of being a baby-maker, and was now firmly entrenched in that role even as an adult, refusing to fuck anyone older than 3 years other than his Tanuki nightmate Xiorn. According to Maxim, during a sting operation he lead with the Moon Thruster sergeant Patrol and the Thrusters' mole in the Wolves, Slash, Muramune's name was dropped as being among the Horizans who had frequent contact with the Teumessians; while the concept of an upstanding Horizan citizen being cordial with the Wolves wasn't unheard of, and in fact wasn't illegal as long as said Horizan didn't actively help the Wolves in their affairs, it was surprising to know the rabbit would have any relations with them at all.

Caught, Muramune simply sighed and sat down on his bed, reaching below to pull out a few papers. Handing them to Maxim for inspection, the rabbit confessed that, just like the prospect of helping a sadistic couple like the fox, Rave and Cuffs raise a child, he was fascinated despite his revulsion of the Teumessian's treatment of cubs. However, he never actually pursued any sort of relationship with them until, on a whim from their leader, they captured him, believing his love for getting pregnant could be twisted into a love for cub-fucking. They were half-right; they were never able to break his sense of morality or his close kinship with all of his kids (even though most of them he was paid to have) to get him to join them and engage in their kind of sexual activities with them, but the natural urge to see what it's like that every father in Horiza suppresses every time they feed their cubs, as well as his own natural curiosity of the birthing and child-raising habits of various species, convinced him to at least be a spectator, studying their activities without joining in. Maxim looked at the papers as he listened only half-believing what he heard in light of what he saw; pictures of Muramune with several Teumessians and their cubs, all engaging in some sort of sexual activity (and, thus, disproving Muramune's statements that he never got involved), but notably Muramune never going nearly as far as the other Teumessians did. In each one, though, was Dahlmer and Xiorn, apparently coaching Muramune through the encounters. Seeing Maxim's look on his face, Muramune explained that yes, he was forced to have sex with their kids each time he visited, but with Dahlmer's and Xiorn's unexpected help, managed to modify their tactics to be as gentle, loving, and non-injurious to the kids as possible, techniques he only infrequently used at home now. He never understood why the two Teumessians aided him in getting into non-sadistic sex with the cubs; perhaps they thought that such interactions would be a good way to eventually wean Muramune into their level of sadistic fucking. Whatever the case, he swore he never went any farther than that, and even now only engages in such activities very, very infrequently at home, or whenever he's forced to while visiting is two "friends" in the clan.

Maxim didn't know what to think of Muramune's confession; despite his love of bloodsports and sadistic fucking, he never agreed with the methods of the Wolves to get into sex, and he had spent a good part of his career hunting down and arresting them and their supporters for their illegal activities. To know that the one guy he went to to help him raise his kids without hurting him was at least a semi-supporter of a Wolf clan notorious for cub brutality...

"Perhaps this was a bad idea," he said, sternly before turning to leave. "Thank you for your insight into raising cubs, but I don't think either one of us is ready for this, yet."

Muramune frowned in concerned protest as he watched the fox walk out, struggling to get to his feet after the exhaustive feeding frenzy in order to stop the fox, barely catching him as he got to the front door. "Wait! I...I know I wasn't the pillar of moral superiority you were looking for with this, but I still want to help you."

Maxim simply looked back at the rabbit, growling. "I came to you, despite my knowing of the rumors of you being in league with the Teumessians, because of your staunch denial of hurting cubs, because I felt that you were still the best man to teach me how to properly raise my children despite my lifestyle. Now that I know just how much fact those rumors are based on, I was clearly wrong in that assumption."

"No, you weren't," Muramune protested, snarling back. "If anything, my experiences with the Teumessians have made me more capable of teaching you what you need to know, not less; it wasn't easy to keep them from forcing me to fuck their kids as brutally and sadistically as they did, so I know first-hand how to hold those tendencies in check. Please, let me have the chance to try, at least..."

Maxim considered Muramune's words carefully. It was true that, at least from the pictures he was shown, that the rabbit was telling the truth, but he was still uneasy; what he saw could've just been a small part of a much larger encounter, one that could've been a lot more violent and carnal than the initial pictures let on. As he thought about the photos, a low murring sound erupted from his throat, startling him as much as his growing erection did. Was he getting aroused by it? He could clearly see the events depicted in the photographs in his mind, how tiny little cubs and fat, newly-laid eggs were literally impaled on the cocks of several Wolves and their supporters, fucking them with all the bloody viciousness that he did with Rave and Cuffs...and his mind slowly, unconsciously put him in the big males' place, thrusting hard against the overstretched and split tailholes of a dozen young cubs, forcing them to gag and choke on his cock, grinning happily as he sucked sperm and yolk from his fellow male's member after he got done scrambling a Horizan egg with his dick...the thoughts both scared and reviled him, but also tantalized him, at the same time...especially when the image morphed again, putting Rave and Cuffs by his side, their own cubs the ones being abused. Could it be possible? After all, the two outsiders were magically endowed with some pretty impressive regenerative abilities of their own...what if their children gained that same power?

His thoughts were broken off as he felt a warm mouth engulf his cockhead, making him eep and moan at the sensation. Looking down, he found Muramune, still on his knees, but now gently sucking on his glans instead of pleading to be heard. Glancing up, the rabbit simply smiled and slipped the fox's member out of his muzzle, nuzzling underneath as he spoke. "Looks like I'm not the only one fascinated with the Teumessians. Don't worry, your secret's safe with me." He gave Maxim's ballsac a lick in mock defiance against Maxim's annoyed look before continuing. "I know what you're thinking about your kids, too; if they do turn out to be like your nightmates, we may not have to worry about what you do to them, but even so, I want to try and make sure you don't go overboard with them. Deal?"

Maxim just frowned, lost in thought and the sensations of Muramune's ministrations. He didn't like it, not at all; here he was, one of the most brutal and sadistic non-Wolf affiliated Horizan in the country, asking the resident birthing slut on tips to curb his sadism in order to raise a child, and not only was the guy secretly affiliated with a Wolf group that is notorious for the same kind of viciousness in sex towards cubs that he was towards his nightmates, but had also gotten him into considering how much being that cruel towards his own kids would make him cum. This whole thing had gotten twisted around, and he should've continued out the door, but...he didn't. He knew, he knew Muramune cared too much for any kid under his care to do them any undue harm, and what if his kids with Rave and Cuffs inherited their regenerative abilities? Not only would he not have to worry about hurting them if he started fucking them, but they might also require to be raised in such a manner, their libidos being unable to wait until they get older to engage in anything sexual. Sighing in frustrated defeat, Maxim nodded and leaned back, groaning as he reached down to press Muramune's face a bit harder into his groin.

"Alright, you have a deal, but on one condition."

"Name it."

Maxim looked down and gave Muramune a half-smile, half-sneer. "You have to tell me everything you know of the Teumessians, and show me every picture and video you have of them."

Muramune frowned at that request, knowing that Maxim was likely to use it as evidence against the Teumessians...until the look on the fox's face softened, indicating he wasn't about to do that just yet. Grinning back, he got up and led Maxim back to his bedroom. For the remainder of the evening and night, Muramune told Maxim everything he knew about the Teumessians, numerous stories of how they treated the kids they gave birth to, mostly centered around his "friends" Dahlmer and Xiorn. He also showed the fox a multitude of pictures and videos from the Teumessian clan, far more than would've been possible had he merely been a semi-unwilling observer. Muramune, to Maxim's chagrin, admitted to have gotten in touch with the black market dealer associated with the Teumessians, acquiring nearly their entire stockpile of illegal media for further study. To Maxim's shock, a lot of the material wasn't even of the sadistic kind, or dealt with the Wolves at all; they were normal Horizans who just loved to fuck their cubs, training them at as young as age as they felt comfortable with in the ways of taking the dick. Most of it, though, had the Horizans just raping the cubs, sometimes to the extreme of the Teumessians but not always. Despite himself, Maxim was growing extremely hot and bothered by what he saw, catching himself eying the cubs he just helped feed every now and then with lusty thoughts of doing the same thing to them. Muramune, never one to miss an opportunity, noticed this and began stroking the fox off, grinning.

"Like what you see, Maxim?"

Before he could stop himself, Maxim nodded eagerly and moaned, blurting out "Oh, yes, definitely. That's so damn hot. I wish I could do that, right now..."

Muramune's grin widened as he got up and, grabbing Maxim firmly by the knot, led him to the back room where the cubs were sleeping, firmly locking the door behind them. Before he could say anything, Maxim watched as Muramune guided him like a dog on a leash to one of the cubs - a light green echidna no more than a few months old - and positioned his crotch over the boy's rump as Muramune took off the cub's still-clean diaper and spread his rump and tailhole for the fox. Maxim just looked down, apprehensive at what Muramune was proposing, too lost in sorting out his conflicting emotions to prevent Muramune, now extremely horny and impatient, grab his cock again and yank it down, plunging the thick head into the cub's tiny hole. The babe, not quite fully awake when the large member was shoved into him, awoke with a start, crying out loudly in pain at the size of the intruder, only to be quickly gagged as his parent stuffed his tiny mouth with his large cockhead. Groaning in pleasure as his cockhead was wedged firmly in the little babe's muzzle, he began thrusting roughly into the tight, wet, warm orifice, at the same time jerking Maxim's cock forward in the same rhythm, working his cock hard and deep into the young echidna's ass. Maxim gasped as his cock was shoved into the baby's tailhole; it was incredibly tight, as was expected with cubs that young, but it was also really stretchy, able to accommodate his decent-sized girth without tearing despite the resistance it gave him. He hardly noticed when Muramune slipped a pair of fingers in along with his member, yanking on the tight bud to stretch the babe out more for him, nor did he really hear the white rabbit moan that he himself could usually get in half his cock inside the babe before he really met resistance; no small feat, given his own cock size.

It wasn't until he had gotten most of his member into the babe, and Muramune started ramming his knot hard against the cub's tailhole that he started really becoming aware of what he was doing. Looking down, he could clearly see that Muramune had half of his entire hand stuffed inside the baby's tailhole along with his cock, pulling the already widely-stretched hole further in order to force the fox's knot into it, and that the rabbit had already crammed a good quarter of his cock down the baby's throat, causing the cub to choke and spasm as his air supply was cut off by the good-sized member. The entire scene was incredibly erotic, so much so that Maxim could hardly contain his moans of ecstasy over it, but despite that, the sudden realization of what he was doing pierced the veil of euphoria he was experiencing clearly, and he reluctantly - and half-heartedly - attempted to get away.

Muramune, however, was enjoying the scene too much for his "partner" to back out, now; with a sudden pressure and jerk forward on Maxim's knot, he forced the fleshy knob firmly into the baby echidna's tailhole, pulling his own hand out so the tiny-yet-overstretched ring of infantile muscle closed snugly around the base of Maxim's cock, locking him firmly with the babe. With his "partner" now tied with the infant, Muramune reached behind him and grabbed his buttocks in a death-hold, using it as both leverage to intensify his own thrusts into the baby's mouth, and jerking the fox's hips forward in time with his own thrusts, keeping the pleasure on the fox's cock and preventing him from slipping away. He was trapped; there was no way Muramune would let him escape, now, and besides that, he was having a harder and harder time of resisting his lust the more the white rabbit forced him to fuck the young babe. It was clear to him just what had happened, then.

Muramune was a full member of the Teumessians, and was priming him to follow his lead.

An audible CRACK! confirmed his suspicions, as Muramune - too caught up in his own pleasure to notice anything else - shoved more than half of his cock down the echidna infant's throat, brutally dislocating the baby's jaw with his girth and possibly rupturing his trachea and esophagus in the process; indeed, as the white rabbit continued to hump madly into his own child's maw, a thin layer of red slowly coated his member while tiny rivulets of the same trickled out from between the baby's lips and down his face. Grinning in sick sadism, Muramune looked up with half-lidded, clouded eyes and gurgled in a slow, slurred speech broken by moans, "I was....*huff*....wanting to wait....*gasp*....until.....unti-hii-hiiiilll tuh-tomorrow....*groan*.....fuh-for my friends.....*murrr*.....to come....*whimper*...befuh-before I....IIIIII....*aaaah!*.....f-f-finished offf....*ooooh*....th-the k-k-kids.....*moan*.....buh-but when you...*ooooh*.....cuh-cammme to-OOOH! Me-eeeh...*groan*....an-aaaaaannnnnnnggggggggggghhhhh......*aaaaah!*.......said tha-tha-haat....*ungh!*....yuh-you want-tuh-hed....*ohhh*...tuh-to ma-haate....*ggggh!*....wih-with thosssseeeagh!....*gods!*....those two out-*huff*-outsiders....*please*.....an-and haff-have they-their cuh-huh-hubs....*aaaaaaah!*....I....I just....just knew....*pant pant*.....I....I couldnnnnnngk.....*oh, gods, yes....*.....could....n't.....waaaaaaaaiiiiiiiitttttt aaaah!!!!!" Muramune could barely finish his confession before orgasming, grabbing Maxim's hips hard and thrusting forward with all of his might, virtually impaling the cub mouth-first on his cock as he came. The load was copious, several liters at least, swelling the baby's belly to its max and causing the remainder seminal fluid to gush out of the baby's mouth and tailhole, coating both adults' groins with bloodied semen.

Maxim could only blink in shock as he felt the torrent of bloodied semen splash onto his groin; he grew even more shocked, disturbed and aroused when the cub spasmed and jerked roughly for a good ten minutes afterward, clenching down on his cock enough times to make him cum in his death throes. The young boy was a mess; belly distended almost to bursting with his own blood and Maxim's and Muramune's cum, his jaw split and stretched and his throat bulging around the sheer girth of Muramune's cock. As his orgasm high died down and he could more clearly comprehend what he had just participated in, Maxim should've been angered, at both Muramune for deceiving him, and himself for being so deceived. He should've felt revulsion for taking the life of an innocent little cub, in the same vicious, sexually brutal and uncaring selfishness that the Wolves he so passionately hunted did. Instead, though...he felt satisfaction at what he did, a joy at the carnage he committed to the child for the sake of his own pleasure and an intense hunger to do it again. Unable to come to grips with what had just happened, his own emotions and the huge betrayal of someone he felt he could trust, he only stared at the white rabbit, trying desperately to keep from leaning over and kissing him in a deep, feral embrace, and simply asked, "...Why?"

Muramune, still euphoric from the intense session of brutal pedo-sadism he had just committed with his friend, grinned coyly, thrusting a bit more into the now-dead cub as if to work every dreg of semen from his balls. "I had this cub, five months ago, with Gorgon. I was surprised, at first, since he was never interested in having a kid. I suppose he did it for me; he knew I loved getting pregnant and having kids, and I was having a hard time finding 'normal' Horizans who wanted me to have their kids. In the end, I figured he wouldn't want the babe, and I was right; he never stopped by to check on his son, not once. Even when he saw me out on the town, he never even mentioned his kid. And no one wanted to raise him, either; I noticed there weren't many Horizans rutting that day. It's better this way, I think; he died giving his life to pleasure those who at least like them enough to fuck him, instead of having him raised thinking no one wanted him."

Maxim just stared at the rabbit, incredulously. "Oh, don't get me wrong, sexy," Muramune clarified, noticing the look on the fox's face. "If my partners want the kid, or if I can find someone else that would care to adopt them, I wouldn't do this sort of thing to them. I might get them nice and stretchy for their new parents, but that's all. But I can't afford to raise every child I have by myself. I do care about each and every child I bear, Maxim, don't you ever think otherwise. I will lovingly raise them for their fathers until they're ready to take them into their own house...just as I will lovingly fuck them to death if there is no one who wants them."

"If there is no one who wants them..." Maxim repeated, still in a daze over what he had just heard and experienced. "How could you be sure...."

"Believe me, Maxim," Muramune interrupted, scowling a little. "I try my damnedest to find homes for all of my cubs. Before I met the Teumessians, I would raise those that were orphaned to me by myself...but I quickly realized that was too much of a strain on my own resources, and those children grew up unhappy and resentful. A good deal of them, I've learned, grew up to form part of the alliance with the Wolves, they were so sick of being raised unloved by anyone but myself. They thought of themselves as 'living fuck dolls', the result of a one night stand that would eventually live their lives as the cum deposits for any horny Horizan that they encountered. Even in our hormone-soaked society, sex isn't enough for some people; they want love, commitment, compassion. They want to know that the person that's fucking them cares about them and isn't just using them to get their rocks off. When the Teumessians captured me and tried to convert me to their way of thinking...I admit, I did, eventually, snap. I do not agree with their views that cubs are just disposable fuck toys to be stuffed with cock and cum and tossed aside, after you're done. But...I did, eventually, see it as an escape, for those kids of mine that were abandoned by their parents after they paid me to have them. I saw it as a better fate for them than the terrible existence that my previous kids endured. At least they'd be snuffed by someone who cares for them, someone who doesn't want them to suffer a lifetime of loneliness and heartbreak.

"Unfortunately, more and more of our kin are drifting from that; they're more interested in the sex itself and not the emotion, the passion behind it. They see it as an end to itself, instead of a means to an end; a means to get closer with their partners. It's getting harder and harder for me to find someone, anyone, who doesn't just want a quick fuck, who actually wants a relationship, who actually wants to love someone instead of merely lust after them. I still get offers to have cubs with a good number of Horizans, but fewer of them actually want the cubs, after they're born; they just want the experience of fucking a slut like me and feeling how it's like to screw a pregnant Horizan. I've become more of an exhibit than anything, lately. Once I got captured by the Teumessians and realized that, how could I refuse to join them? True, I don't agree with their reasons for snuffing cubs like they do, but at least they respect my decision to keep a cub alive and well, if I know he'll be well cared for and loved."

Maxim gulped, a smidgen of bile rising in his throat. He had also noticed that the general Horizan population was becoming more depraved and sex-crazed, so what Muramune said made a certain measure of sick sense. Still, he figured, with whatever remaining reason he had left in his lust-addled mind, there has to be something that could be done about it other than...this....

That thought vanished as Maxim felt Muramune remove himself from the dead cub's throat. With a Cheshire's grin of sadistic lust, the white rabbit braced himself against the fox's shoulders as he climbed inside the crib, laying back so his overstretched rump was square in the path of Maxim's cock and the dead echidna cub still impaled on it. He reached down, trailing his hands down his chest and cum-and-blood-soaked belly and groin, lifting up and spreading his legs lewdly as he reached his rump. His grin widening, the white rabbit grabbed the base of the huge crystal dildo in both hands, slowly slipping it out of his overstretched pucker. With a loud pop, the massive flared head finally wrenched free of its confines, the toy's entire surface slick with what smelled like a fruit-based lubricant and sexual anal secretions. Then, placing the thick phallus on his belly, wedged nicely between the underside of his hefty ballsac and his chin, Muramune reached down and dug his hands into his gaping hole, keeping it stretched open for Maxim and the dead infant to see, lapping at the slathered head of the toy seductively.

Somehow, Maxim instinctively knew what Muramune wanted him to do, and although he was still debating his sanity at this point, his body had a precise understanding of what it wanted. Seemingly involuntarily, Maxim reached over and wrapped his hands around the white rabbit's hips, pulling him roughly toward his cock and the echidna corpse still dangling from it. He could feel the resistance against his groin as the head of the baby - still dribbling a fair amount of cum and blood from its broken mouth - was forced into the stretched warmth of Muramune's tailhole, eliciting a groan from the latter that - if his other kids weren't awake already from the adults' brutalizing of one of their own (which they were, and were currently staring and crying up a storm) - they certainly would have been, now. But the sorrowful screams of the other would-be fuck toys seemed to heighten both adult rabbit's arousal, as Maxim hastened his impalement of Muramune with his own child's body while Muramune, all too eager to feel the baby inside him once more, helped the best he could. Every thrust Maxim made into Muramune's ass was countered with a heavy clenching of Muramune's sphincter around the macabre intruder, the sound of his powerful inner walls crushing and constricting around his former child, and the feel of the blood and cum that they had pumped into the baby before alongside the feel of the baby's fragile bones shattering under the pressure and rubbing against their most sensitive organs, proving almost heavenly to the pair.

Amazingly, though, the body remained largely intact and firmly attached to Maxim's cock, which hadn't softened one iota between acts, allowing him to begin a rough and hard regiment of thrusting into Muramune just as he had managed to force the last couple of inches of the corpse's body into his ass, making sure to force the baby's legs up against its chest to make sure he got it all in. The feeling was, quite literally, indescribable; each time Maxim would pull out, Muramune would clamp down harder on the echidna boy's body, further squashing it into an unrecognizable pulp and threatening to yank the body off of Maxim's knotted cock, though it never came to that. All the while this was going on, Muramune was grinding against and licking hungrily at the crystal phallus laying against him, scooping up handfuls of the bloody cum from his groin, belly, and that squirted out from his ass and onto the crib to rub the mess against the dildo as if masturbating it into an endless orgasm which was fed to him with his supple lips and tongue.

Eventually, though, things came to an all-too-sudden climax; unable to contain his pleasure any longer, Maxim gave one last mighty thrust, burying himself and the now-unrecognizable lump of green flesh that was Gorgon's and Muramune's child to the hilt as he let loose his second orgasm, the sheer force and volume of his load rending the remains of the once-living condom free from his cock. Similarly, Muramune also came from the sensation, clenching his tailhole tightly around Maxim's knot as he gripped his dildo in a deathhold, engulfing the head to deep throat it partially to stifle his moans of ecstasy, and partially to enjoy his fantasy of sucking off a huge echinda meat as he snuffed out his children, drinking up the remainder of the bloodied semen caked on it as well as the fresh supply of cum his own orgasm provided. All throughout the ordeal, Muramune's belly bulged from the cub's body stuffed inside him, growing more full as it was flooded with blood and semen, until it now swelled to nearly bursting. After a few minutes, Maxim fell upon Muramune exhaustedly, the sudden weight upon his bulging belly causing its contents to gush out in a fetid mess between Muramune's ass and Maxim's crotch and causing Muramune to moan again in half-conscious ecstasy.

Muramune, though, didn't care, and to his surprise, neither did Maxim; even through the clarity of afterglow, the fox just couldn't bring himself to feel disgusted at himself or the rabbit for what he was forced to do, remorse for the cub he had just snuffed in an act of sadistic, cruel, and selfish passion, or fear of what the Moon Thrusters would do to him if they found out. The only thing he could feel is a heightened sense of horniness, a macabre thrill for what he did and an insatiable lust to do it again, and again, and again, as much as he wanted. Unable to control himself, he reached down and scooped up a handful of the muck that spilled out of Muramune's tailhole, bringing it up to his muzzle to slurp it down. The taste, like everything else about the scenario, was grotesquely intoxicating; the combination of thick baby blood and viscera with the salty taste of his and Muramune's cum was pure ambrosia to him, much tastier than even the gunk created after one of his bloody sessions with Rave and Cuffs. Wanting to taste more of the elixir of their deadly loins, Maxim stooped down until his face was about even with Muramune's spunk and blood-covered ass and began cleaning, lapping up the gruesome substance from both the white rabbit's ass and the crib bed, whimpering and moaning softly as he finally released himself from his inhibitions and just went for it.

Muramune, to his sick delight, noticed the vicious licking at his tailhole and grinned sadistically as he saw how he finally broke the former Wolf-hater. Abandoning his precious crystal phallus for the time being, he spread his legs as far as he could and grabbed a hold of the back of the fox's head, roughly pulling him forward in a desperate attempt to coerce him into delving deeper into his overstretched hole. Maxim, too dazed and luststruck to disobey, eagerly allowed the rabbit to pull him in, wrapping his own arms around his legs to pull himself towards the gaping orifice, as well. Unbelievably, his short muzzle slipped almost with no problem whatsoever into the rabbit's awaiting anus, and seemed to stretch even more to accommodate his head, as well. So much anal play in one day was too much for Muramune as he shot yet another load, this one more powerful than the last, as he haphazardly shoved Maxim's head as far as it would go into his ass, almost voreing the poor fox entirely. Maxim didn't mind, though; there was more of the sweet-tasting liquid deeper in Muramune's bowels, and he was determined to get to it, no matter what. Unfortunately, even when both he and Muramune repositioned their hands to stretching Muramune's tailhole as wide as it could go couldn't make Maxim go in any deeper than to his shoulders, despite his size. That was enough, though, for the fox to clean up the last dregs of the bloody orgy they had recently completed, and allow him to experience a bit of what the cub might have felt if he were still alive when he was used as a condom for their lovemaking, with Muramune - in the obliviousness of his own ecstasy - unthinkingly clenching down on Maxim's head hard during his orgasm, nearly suffocating and crushing the poor fox to death.

After a good ten minutes of literally having his head up the rabbit's ass, Maxim came up for air, pulling out of Muramune's overstretched rectum with a loud POP! Gasping for breath, his head smeared with guts and spunk, he looked at Muramune with a sigh of contentment and smiled, voicing his new commitment to Muramune's way of life and sadistic sexual death with just one sentence: "I want to fuck your babies, love; I want to fuck them good, hard, and dead."

Muramune, still overwhelmed by how quickly and brutally Maxim got into the act, simply smiled back and nodded. "It's even better when they're still in the egg. Nothing like a dozen cock-scrambled baby eggs to start the day." With that, Muramune reached over for a hidden remote control and turned it on, starting a series of videos on the monitor on the wall behind Maxim that the fox hadn't seen, until now. These videos were all about the Teumessian Wolves and their allies brutally raping and slaughtering their kids, including several characters that Maxim recognized: there was Muramune, of course, but also Streaks, a huge and hugely-hung zebra who was rumored to have survived a Teumessian egg-fucking; Sire, the undead echidna, and his lover Radiance, another echidna who Muramune said was the one who introduced him to the Teumessians; Malus, the incredibly-submissive yet incredibly-endowed hedgehog slut; Toxic and Frosty, the bat brothers; Slash and Reaver, the spy and traitor to the Wolves, respectively; Gorgon, the crazy sorcerer and Guardian echidna with known ties to the Wolves; and most shocking of all, his own nightmates Rave and Cuffs. The amount of decadence and depravity they were engaged in within the videos was astounding; it always started out the same way, with the non-Wolf Mobians drinking down a series of potions that, from the videos, appeared to not only exponentially speed up the time needed for the eggs (and subsequently, the babies inside) to develop, but also rendered them unable to stop cumming or pissing for a full 24 hours, much to the Wolves' delight. Then, laying on their backs, they'd let the Wolves fuck them, hard and rough, turning them into literal babymakers for their shared lust; there wasn't a minute that went by after the first spurt of cum shot into their asses where they weren't giving birth.

The sheer amount of brutality and sadism shown in the videos was astounding; true to Muramune's word, the Teumessians didn't even wait for the eggs to hatch, half of the time; as if they were fleshlights, the rubbery eggs would be snatched away and impaled on the Teumessian's cocks, the liquid centers oozing down their groins and legs as they scrambled the undeveloped embryos within with their lust, mixing their own essence with the contents within. In bile fascination, Maxim watched as the Teumessians came again and again into the eggs, their breeding stock being forced to suck off the rancid juices off their groins as they killed dozens of their unborn children through their sex.

A tiny moan behind him broke him out of his lust daze, briefly, and he looked back to see who it was. There, in the doorway, lost in his own self-pleasure, was another cub of Muramune's, a pubescent wolf with a large cock and balls for his size, the scars of many abusive relationships marking his body. Behind the boy, other cubs, of various ages and species, were peeking into the nursery, all looking just as abused as the wolf, all just as aroused and either pleasuring themselves, each other, or giggling and talking behind his back about it, their words almost inaudible above their moans and his and Muramune's own cries of pleasure, but certain phrases like "cub-killer", "death-cock" "snuff-daddy" and "useless fuck toy" catching his ears. Not surprisingly, Muramune noticed this, as well, but to Maxim's surprise, he shook his head and waved them off, reluctantly sending them away for the time being. Disgruntled, the older cubs complied, still chatting away at the erotic scene they just saw.

Maxim just stared at the cubs as they left, perplexed, before turning to Muramune and pointing behind him. "Are they yours, as well?"

Muramune nodded, smiling in sad sadism. "Yes, they're survivors from my many meetings with Radiance and the Wolves. I take as good a care of them as I can, but as I've told you, I can't find any good homes for them, so they're stuck here as the fuck toys for me and anyone else who wishes it." His smile soured as he saw Maxim's disgust glistening through his lust-focused eyes. "Oh, please, don't look at me like that; they're as healthy and happy as anyone in their situation can. They just know that the only love they can expect is on a dick ready to split them like we just did to this cub. It's just how they were raised, not how I forced them to be raised; I've given several people ample opportunity to adopt them, but no one cares to."

Maxim frowned, coherence coming back to his eyes as he contemplated all he had witnessed and experienced; he couldn't deny that what he did was like fuel to the fire in his loins, like water to his parched throat. While the very thought of killing a cub - especially one so young - was abhorrent to him, he couldn't deny that the sick sadism of hurting and brutalizing something so small and young and innocent with his cock was infectious to his darker impulses. Still, it was wrong, and he didn't want to continue snuffing these kids, despite how good it felt. Before he could come to a decision, he felt a pat on his back as Muramune stood up, getting out of the crib with a sloshing sound from his stomach from their recent exploits.

"C'mon, love," the rabbit said, smiling sweetly at the fox. "I'll introduce you to the kiddies you saw while you recover."

Confused, Maxim let himself be led from Muramune's nursery into the front room, cum and gore still dripping from his quickly flacciding penis.

By the end of the day, Maxim's head was spinning with revelations and experiences. After he helped Muramune snuff one of his echidna cubs, they met with the other cubs that had walked in on their lovemaking. There wer about a dozen of them, ranging in age from 4 to 10, all covered in various stages of injury, from burns to cuts to lashes and other forms of torturous pain. However, despite the abuse, they were all smiles as they played around with the duo. Fortunately for his aching balls, the rabbit had ordered the cubs not to do anything sexual with them for a while, but they still teased them. It was shocking; despite the danger to their lives, they seemed genuinely welcome for it, affectionately referring to their father as "snuff-daddy", him as "cub-killer", their penises as "death-cocks", and each other as "useless fuck toys", clarifying the murmurs the fox had heard earlier. It seemed weird to him to be called by such an accusatory name with such love and warmth, even more so when they started hugging onto his cock and dry-riding it like they were playing cowboy, moaning like the little sluts they were about how much they wanted to get the same treatment that was given to the echidna baby. Some were even play-acting what it would be like to get fucked to death by either him or the rabbit.

As the rabbit explained, he had a deal with the Teumessians; he'd allow them to come by each mating season for a one-time orgy, and any cubs that survived the process would be his to do with however he wished. He stressed that it was only a once a year thing, and that the cubs that did survive were given their own chance to be happy with another family, though most of them didn't. When asked why he didn't seek another solution to his problem, he just shrugged and reiterated his insistence that he had tried. As he explained, in the early days, he managed to give several of his babies away no problem, regardless of age or species, but as time went on, it started getting harder and harder for him to find homes for his children; first, the age at which people would stop taking them would decline, then the species of child requested would narrow, until finally demand dropped to zero, the occasional Horizan coming by his house only interested in getting him pregnant for a good fuck. Orphanages nearby were too full for him to offload his kids there, and with the price of feeding and taking care of all the children he birthed, it became impossible for him to seek help elsewhere. Even worse, a lot of the children he did give away either ran away to the Wolves or were returned out of their parents' displeasure with them. He couldn't fathom why anyone would be so cruel to these loving children, but the ones that he had returned came back...changed. Broken. As if being with their new parents was the worst thing that could happen to them.

"Maybe it's this town, or maybe it's me," the rabbit sighed, bitterly, "but from then on, I realized that me and my family were not welcome here, and never will be. So I shut myself off form the rest of the world, only kept contact with those I knew still liked to fuck around with me, and started looking into ways of taking care of my unwanted kids."

Maxim nodded, still unsure about what he was hearing. "And that's when you were captured by the Wolves."

Muramune shook his head. "Not exactly. I was never captured in the first place. You see, Radiance and I go way back, sharing our love of being stuffed full of eggs as kin long before you were a boy. During one of our sessions, he kept me at his house while he called a few of his 'friends' over. They turned out to be Teumessian spies. They made me a deal; they'll pay me to take my children off my hands and fuck me each mating season for my eggs, and any who survive I can do whatever I please with." He rubbed his temples, wearily, as he remembered the events of that night. "It was tempting, very tempting indeed, but I refused unless they allowed for some more considerations."

"Like what?" the fox asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Like not touching the babies that I've found homes for, and allowing me to back out of the deal should I find a permanent home for any future babies I have. I'm... I'm scared they may not honor that last agreement, but thus far, they've not laid a hand on the very few children I managed to find foster homes for."

Maxim stared at the rabbit, still confused. "If you love being pregnant so much, then why don't you get chemically treated to make non-fertile eggs? Surely you should be able to..."

"It's not just the pregnancies that I get off on," Muramune snapped, frustrated. "I... I have a thing for the cubs, as well. I know it's wrong, but honestly, we expose them to sex ever since they first hatch, what with our feeding them through our dicks and whatnot, that it's impossible to say for certain that they can't understand sex at that age. And, well, as much as I hate to admit it...I like hurting and abusing holes that small, that precious."

Maxim glared at the rabbit, feeling his revulsion come back to him with a vengeance, but he was caught by Muramune. "I know what you're thinking, and I know it would be hypocritical of you to say it; you've already helped me snuff one of my own children, and you liked it. And what of your playtime with Rave and Cuffs? I'm sure that goes farther than any of your other nightmates would appreciate, and you have no problem with diving head-first into that, either." The rabbit saw Maxim droop his head, cowed, before continuing, placing a hand on the fox's shoulder, comfortingly. "I don't like snuffing the lives of these children, either; if I could, I would give homes and lives to each and every one of my children. But I can't. This is the best I could offer them; a swift death on the cock of a loving father who cares about their well-being enough to end it for them before they can suffer. If you were in my place, would you not do the same?"

That stopped Maxim cold; it was true that he was sadistic in his own right, and that he enjoyed the extremeness of his sexcapades with his two otherworldly nightmates. And, he realized with a swallow of bile rising from his throat, he did enjoy the sensation of taking the cub's life from him through his cock. But now, as the bloodlust had fully drained from his system, he could only look at his actions, and those of the rabbit's, with a sickened pallor. No, eh couldn't blame Muramune for his actions, but neither could he condone it, either. He had to put an end to it, now, before any other innocent babes got hurt.

"You said the Teumessians would allow you to leave them if you found a permanent home for your babies, correct?"

Muramune nodded, skeptical. "Yes, but as I said, I haven't been able to find such a place, and I'm not sure if they'd honor their word, either."

The fox grinned, mercilessly. "They will if I step in and take you into protective custody."

That shook the rabbit up a little. "Protective custody? What for?"

"Right now, all I really care about is getting at the Teumessians and ensuring my kids are safe when my nightmates and I play around with them. Through you, I can get both done at the same time. I will be willing to...overlook this incident and your past history with the Teumessians, as well as find you an orphanage that will take your kids without question and give them to good homes, if you help me raise my kids and spill all you know about the Teumessians."

Muramune stared at the fox, incredulously. "You sure? But...but what about the Wolves? And Radiance? Gorgon? I can't exactly abandon them, especially the Wolves, if they don't choose to honor their agreement."

"You leave the Wolves to me," Maxim growled, indignant. "As for the others... I'll have to screen your contact with them, of course, but as long as you don't go back to your old ways because of them, I don't see much use in preventing you from continuing your contact with them. But again, any contact will be strictly monitored. That is not negotiable, you understand?"

The rabbit nodded and looked down as one of his older cubs - the same young wolf that Maxim had caught peeking in on them earlier. "Okay, but the older cubs stay. I've grown too attached to them to give them up."

"Fine," the fox agreed, nodding. "But I have to warn you, no contemplating snuffing them until they come of age; then, if they still wish to die on your cock, you may allow it."

"Agreed. One more thing: I cannot cancel the orgy, tomorrow. I will tell the Teumessians tomorrow that I've found another place for my babies and I'm backing out, and if they refuse, I'll namedrop you and see if they react. Hopefully, I can scare them off enough to get them to agree to their word. But...that would also mean I'll have to participate in the orgy, snuffings and all."

Maxim nodded, grimacing. He understood; he didn't like it, but he understood. Giving the rabbit his permission, and requesting that the orgy be videotaped as "evidence" against the Teumessians (though, really, they both knew it was for their own personal fapping material), he bid farewell to the rabbit and left, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Later that night, as he was getting ready for the next day, Maxim couldn't help thinking about what he had witnessed. Sighing in uncertainty, he glanced over his shoulder to his nightmates, who were currently cooking a scrumptious dinner of Rave-style tube steak and oysters Rockefeller. As the smell of it wafted into his nose, doubt started to form in his mind about how their relationships would survive with kids. His mind wandered back to the videos he saw, specifically the ones with Rave and Cuffs participating, and a surge of anger rushed through his veins. How did they find out about the Teumessians? he thought to himself, an accusatory eye staring at the fox and echidna. Why did they even decide to join up with them? And how? And why didn't I notice, before? Gritting his teeth in frustration, he slammed his hands down on his bed and walked into the kitchen, where his nightmates were waiting.

"Oh, hey, Maxim," Rave mouthed, cheerfully, a gaping hole where his genitals once sat. The hole was currently being stuffed by Cuffs' cock, cum and blood dripping from it as the echidna rode his injury as if it were an anus. The fox himself was laying on a bed of hot coals, fire spouting from around him as he was fucked and burned, his belly sliced open and innards carefully removed to be used as fuck toys as the load of his testicles and penises - several sets, from the looks of it - were roasted within the cavity in his own blood and Cuffs' love juices. Cuffs, himself, was too far gone in pleasure to acknowledge Maxim's presence, fucking the eviscerated and cooking fox as if his life depended on each spurt from his cock he deposited into him.

To his chagrin, the scene only made Maxim horny... and to his disgust, his mind began to twist the image of himself and a cub in Cuffs' and Rave's position, respectively. Shaking his head to clear it of the mental image, he undid his shorts and bent down next to the masochistic fox's head, stroking his hardening cock with a murr. Rave, seeing this, tilted his head to meet his muzzle to the Horizan's genitals, giving his cock and balls a series of licks in anticipation. As he did so, Maxim continued to stroke himself, using his other hand to pet the eviscerated fox's head before moving to one of his eyes. Unsheathing his claws, Maxim began to scratch around the fox's eye, causing him to whimper in pained pleasure as he licked Maxim's genitals even more fervently. Maxim smiled, wickedly, as he saw the wolf enjoying his eye being tortured. Pointing the tip of his cock down, he started rubbing it against the bleeding eye, moaning in ecstasy as he felt the viscera leaking from it mixing with his precum to lube up his cock.

Soon, it became too much for him; gripping the eye tight with his claws, groaning audibly at the shrieks the younger fox underneath him was letting loose from the pain, he ripped it out of its socket, placing the disjointed organ between his hand and his penis. Slowly, he began to squeeze, forcing Rave to watch as his eye was crushed into a gooey past against his cock. However, as he began to masturbate with the new visceral lube, Rave smiled and began licking his balls and cock harder, tasting his own eye jelly as if it were his nightmate's sperm. With a cry of "Skullfuck me, now!" from Rave, Maxim complied, grabbing Rave's head roughly and forcing his cock into his now-exposed eye socket with a mighty shove. The skull around the socket let out a sharp *crack!* as it fractured by the thick phallus that now occupied the bone giving way more and more as the two foxes humped and was humped, respectively. Pretty soon, the orifice gave way, allowing Maxim to fully knot into Rave's skull, the tip of his cock poking painfully against the front of the fox's brain. But that didn't matter to him; all he cared about was the sensation of a tight sheath of flesh around his engorged member, and without thinking, he swung himself into a straddling position over the roasting Rave, flames licking his ass as he began to wantonly thrust into his skull.

All three were in pure ecstasy, Rave getting baked and fucked hard for dinner; Cuffs thrusting into the younger fox's pelvis, cumming into his belly as his own cock was being roasted alive within; and Maxim getting his hind quarters burned and his tailhole cooked as he stuffed his cock deep in Rave's brain. The heat on his backside just heightened Maxim's lust, as he knew he could get healed by Rave and Cuffs' ability. As his tailhole began roasting from the fire, he reached back and started fondling it, groaning at the brutal pain-pleasure as the organ started getting tougher and tighter from the cooking. Just as his entire backside was crisping from the fire, he came, injecting his cock juice into Rave's brain, gripping both his burned rectum and Rave's head tight enough to nearly crush both. At the same time, Cuffs had his ninth and last orgasm, shooting his final load deep within the boiling depths of Rave's roasting insides, gritting his teeth painfully as his baked genitals attempted to spurt their load through dead, cooked flesh. Rave, as always, just laid there, allowing his nightmates to do with him whatever they willed.

As his orgasm ebbed, Maxim felt himself drifting back to the sexual snuffings he and Muramune did to the poor echidna cub, about how good it felt and tasted when he did it. Again, a feeling of revulsion came up from his throat, but got instantly washed over by the feeling of his ass being nibbled on by Rave, moaning gently as the fox feasted on his charred and bubbling flesh. Cuffs, recovering from his own orgasm, saw his buddy chewing on Maxim's ass and, smirking viciously, pulled out of the fox, only to stand up and grab Maxim's head roughly. Maxim barely resisted as Cuffs shoved his cooked hot dog into his mouth, whapping his jaw hard in order to get him to start chewing. Maxim, smirking, did just that, savoring the baked blood and semen that dripped like marinade from the echidna's cock as he started chewing. Cuffs, meanwhile, was dipping his finger into the steaming cauldron of gore and semen within the baking fox, sucking the gristle off as he got his cock eaten by the non-roasted one.

For about an hour, they continued like that, eating each other out - literally - with both Cuffs and Maxim eating Rave's genital soup and cooked flesh, Maxim finishing eating Cuffs' roasted genitals, and Rave gnawing on Maxim's roasted ass and tailhole. By the time they were done, Rave was without a torso, Maxim's ass was chewed down to the bone, while Cuffs was the least mutilated with just his genitals eaten. As they sat and recovered from their mutilations, the familiar tingling of Rave's and Cuffs' regenerative powers helping him heal from his injuries, Maxim returned to wondering about what he had done with Muramune and the prospect of having cubs with his nightmates. Something dawned on him as he saw and felt himself regenerating; obviously, with Rave and/or Cuffs around, he could take things almost as far as he did with Muramune with the kids and not have to worry about any long-lasting physical injuries. But what about mental trauma? And what if I get horny like this and they're not around? Can I really control myself in that case? Maxim frowned as he contemplated that possibility, growing doubtful about the prospect.

Cuffs noticed the dour look on Maxim's face and frowned himself. "What's wrong, hon? You don't look so good."

Maxim blinked as Cuffs' words snapped him out of his musings. "Huh? Oh, nothing, really. Just...you think it would be a good idea for us to have kids? Or even be around kids?"

Cuffs' frown deepened, perturbed. "What'cha mean? Of course it's a good idea. Who else could take care of cubs better than us, hmm?"

The fox turned away, not sure how to respond to that. Sighing, he decided that the best way to confront this conundrum was to come clean with his knowledge of their connection to the Wolves. "...I talked with Muramune, and he told me about your involvement with the Teumessians..."

"What?!" Rave shrieked, struggling to sit himself up as he continued to regenerate. "Why did he tell you? Are...are you going to be mad at us, Maxim?"

The fox glanced between his nightmates, Cuffs crossing his arms awaiting an answer, and Rave pouting in accusatory fear. "No, I'm not. He...I...He made me do something to a cub, something similar to what we just did. I..." He put his head in his hands, ashamed of what he was admitting. "I killed a cub in lust, and I liked it. If we ever have cubs, I...I'm afraid I might not be able to stop myself from doing it again."

Rave and Cuffs looked at each other as they heard their nightmate confess, clearly confused at what was going on. "Killed?" Rave asked, tilting his head. "You mean, the cub didn't grow back?"

Cuffs continued to frown, realizing what Maxim was talking about. "The cubs only regenerated when we were around, Rave. He's worried that, if we're not around, any cubs we have with him won't grow back like they usually do with us."

Maxim nodded, ears drooping in shame. "I've put Muramune under protective custody, and he can still do whatever he wants to his cubs, with provisions, but yeah, I loved snuffing that cub of his with my cock, and if I get that way while you're not around, I'm afraid of what would happen. I...I don't want to risk it, again."

His nightmates looked at each other again, and for a few minutes, Maxim thought he had angered them into silence. However, they eventually nodded and turned back to the fox. "Look, Maxim," Cuffs said, carefully. "We understand your concern, but we don't share it. If you're that worried about it... then come with us to the Teumessian orgy Muramune's having, tomorrow."

Maxim blinked in surprise, "What?"

Rave smiled and started bouncing, excitedly. "Yeah, come join us! We'll have a grand time there!"

"If you're that worried about what you'd do, then the orgy is the best way of testing your resolve about this. You won't have to do anything you don't want to, we can guarantee that, and while we're there, any cubs you kill off will just come right back for another round. I swear to you we'll be right there with you, no matter what. What'cha say?"

Maxim hummed to himself as he considered Cuffs' proposal. He did say to Muramune to mention his name at the orgy if the Teumessians don't keep their word to let him back out of their deal, and if he was there in person, he could through his weight around should they get unruly. He also knew Cuffs was right; with them there, none of the cubs would ever be permanently harmed during the orgy,t hough afterward would be a different matter altogether. Sighing, he nodded and crossed his arms, deciding his fate. "Alright, you've convinced me, but one promise: no one is going to fuck me except you two, got it? I still want to have cubs with you, and I don't want any Teumessian slime claiming them for their own."

Cuffs nodded and smiled, giving the fox a tap on the shoulder with his fist in reassurance. "No problem. We're both pretty good at keeping the Teumessians in line, especially since they know we're your nightmates. There shouldn't be any issue with you joining us."

Maxim nodded and frowned, still unsure about his decision, but determined to see it through to the end. "Agreed. And if there is," he cracked his knuckles, instinctively. "I'm sure they'll wish there wasn't."

Early the next day, Maxim, Rave, and Cuffs arrived at Muramune's house, the fox looking around to make sure no Wolves had arrived, yet; he wanted to talk with the rabbit about what was going on before the Teumessians came for the orgy. Knocking at the door, Maxim waited for a response, only to hear mumbling coming from within, as if Muramune was trying to hide something from him. Frowning, the fox opened the door himself and stromed in, Rave and Cuffs following him as he started looking around for the rabbit. He eventually found Muramune in the nursery, with a white and pink-striped echidna, busy trying to hide the results of some cub orgy up their asses, broken and bloodied babies crammed up their tailholes along with various toys. Maxim could recognize the echidna as Radiance, the friend of Muramune's that the rabbit mentioned before.

Muramune and his friend glanced over at the trio as Maxim cleared his throat, trying to get their attention. Their still-erect crotches were stained with red and white, and the babies that weren't stuffed up their asses were laying dead in their cribs. It was a scene that he expected the duo to engage in, and it filled him with reviled lust.

"M-Maxim!" the rabbit stuttered, a look of surprise on his face. "What are you doing here? I thought we had an agreement!"

Radiance, embarrassed, started shirking away, recognizing the Moon Thruster before him. "O-our apologies, Moon Thruster. We'll get cleaned up and..."

"Don't bother, guys," Maxim growled. "I'm...here to...join you." He waited for the silence to start as the duo just stared at him in shock. "Don't blame me, blame my nightmates; they convinced me this would be a good idea."

To his surprise, Muramune nodded in understanding. "I see; they figured joining the orgy would help you explore your limits to cub sex and abuse. And, no doubt, you're going to use your presence here to scare the Teumessians into line."

Radiance tilted his head, still unsure. "You sure this is a good idea, hon? Having a Moon Thruster at a cub snuff orgy?"

"As long as my nightmates are around," Maxim pointed out, "no one will be permanently physically harmed. Just to make sure, though, I will NOT be fucked by anyone here except them, understood?"

Muramune nodded, smiling a bit in assurance. "Agreed. You came here to get help on raising your kids with them, so it's only fair that you only get bred by them."

Radiance frowned, glancing between Muramune and the trio. "I'm still not too sure about this; the Teumessians may not be too keen on having him here, and he'll have to participate sometime."

"That won't be a problem," Cuffs piped up, folding his arms. "We know how the Teumessians act, so we can help fight them off if need be. As for Maxim participating, I think that, as long as the Teumessians agree that his ass belongs to us, he can step in and participate in the cub-fucking at any time."

Maxim nodded, nervously. "I'm assuming Muramune has already told you about the...visit I had with him, yesterday?"

Radiance blinked, then nodded. "Yes, he did. Something about wanting to get his advice on raising cubs with your sadistic streak, then brutalizing one of my cubs with him . I saw the video he made of that session; I have to admit, it was rather hot seeing you snuff that kid out like that. It's just too bad we'll have to part company, after this..."

Maxim frowned. "Not necessarily; as long as you two keep your contacts with the Teumessians - and your cub-snuff play - to a minimum, I see no reason to keep you two from seeing each other."

"A generous offer, Maxim," Radiance responded, "but I'm afraid that won't work; I don't exactly support the Wolves, but I love being the Teumessian's baby-maker slut. Between us and them, I don't think we'll be able to stop, especially given our history together.

Muramune frowned, nodding sadly in agreement. "I'll still keep my promise to you, for the most part, but I also have to agree with Radiance; we're just too firmly entrenched in the Teumessian's cub orgies to back out, now. I'm sorry, but we have to have at least some contact with them, periodically. Otherwise, they'll likely never stop hounding us."

Maxim sighed, not sure what to do. Looking back at his nightmates, they both nodded their agreement with what Muramune and Radiance said. "I hate to admit it, but they're right," Cuffs said, sourly. "You can't just say no to a Wolf, especially a Teumessian. I'm afraid you won't be able to get them out of that lifestyle so easily."

Maxim growled in frustration, realizing they were right. "Oh, alright. You can stay in contact with the Teumessians, and keep your cub-snuffing. But I warn you, only do it to the cubs you simply cannot or do not want to give up for adoption, and keep your contacts with the Teumessians on the down-low. And I will do everything in my power to keep them in-line around you. Is that clear?"

Both Muramune and Radiance nodded, smiling. "Agreed, Maxim. Now, before we do anything else, could you help us with these babies of ours? We only have a half-hour before the Teumessian orgy arrives, and I want to have this place ship-shape before then. We can talk details along the way."

Maxim nodded, and started undoing his clothes, looking around the room at the carnage within. Not surprisingly, the scene aroused him, and as he started cleaning up the room, he couldn't help but start brutalizing the corpses, fucking them, sucking on their cocks, even shoving their heads up his ass and smashing down on them with his inner walls. Rave and Cuffs did the same, as did Muramune and Radiance.

"Don't be too hard on the corpses, love," Muramune said, smiling. "I need a few of them for...gifts I was commissioned to make for the Teumessians."

The fox glared at the rabbit, incredulously, but nodded. It was no secret that, aside from being a cub-fucker, Muramune was a trained and skilled blacksmith, specializing in toys and other apparatuses for clients. He had heard some rumors of him requesting preservative potions for some of his works, but didn't know what they were for, until Radiance pulled out one of the dildos from his ass. It was a clear crystal dildo, about as long as the one that he saw Muramune with, the other day, but inside were a quartet of dead echidna cubs - one in each of the balls, two engaged in a 69 in the shaft. It was a horrific sight, but it only made Maxim harder and more lust-lorn as he stared at it.

Muramune shrugged, sheepishly. "Yes, some of the cubs I turn into toys, usually dildos or fuck dolls for my clients. It's rare that I do get commissions like that, but I'm always happy to do it. Better way of getting rid of the evidence of my orgies, at least."

Maxim frowned but nodded, continuing to fuck the dead babies. If he could be honest with himself, he had to admit he was looking forward to the orgy; being able to cram his cock down the throats and up the asses of several cubs at once, snuffing them out one by one, only to do it again as Rave and Cuffs regenerated them. He hoped, with some luck and training, he could take his own kids to that extreme and not have to worry about it. A sudden poke at his tail got his attention, and he turned around to see one of Muramune's older cubs - the same wolf he saw earlier - smiling up at him.

"Are you going to help my daddies snuff their kids?" the little one asked.

Maxim blinked in surprise, the blood and semen from his cock dripping absently onto the older cub's muzzle. "I...I suppose I am. Why?"

The cub licked the visceral semen off his muzzle, enjoying the taste. "Does that include me, mista?"

"Um, well...I guess, if Muramune agrees to it."

That seemed to make the cub go ecstatic in lust, since he smiled and glomped onto Maxim's cock, sucking the blood, guts, and semen clean off of it like it was a pacifier. Unable to control himself, Maxim grabbed the back of the cub's head and started roughly fucking him, making the cub gag as his cock rammed its way down his throat. The cub, though, didn't mind, and continued to suck on his cock and started fondling his balls, urging the brutality on with a muffled "Fuck me, pedo-snuffer!" Now lost to the feeling, Maxim started really letting himself loose, smacking the cub's face and ass, digging his claws into every inch of the cub's body, and shoving his dick so deeply into the cub's muzzle he started fucking the wrong pipe, causing the cub to suffocate.

Behind him, Muramune and Radiance were watching the fox abuse Muramune's older cub, jacking off to the sight by using their dead babies as condoms. Rave and Cuffs, in the meantime, were playing with the other older cubs, stuffing them full as well. This seemed to last for the rest of the half-hour time limit, and only after a knock on the door alerted them to the arrival of the Teumessians did everyone decide to finish. Maxim, trying to make himself cum, pinned the older cub down, shoved his cock in as deeply as he could, and wrapped his hands around his throat, trying to strangle the cub in a bit of breathplay as he felt his balls churning with semen. That proved to be too much for the cub, as he eventually came, eyes rolling up in his head on the verge of unconsciousness. Seeing this, Maxim, himself, came, filling up the cub's stomach and lungs with thick jets of semen. The cub was nearly half-dead when he finally pulled out, looking down at the cub to make sure he was alright. With a cough to bring up some of the semen in his lungs, the cub simply smiled and mouthed a "thank you, snuff-daddy" before passing out, clearly in bliss over what happened.

Frowning to himself, Muramune reached down and started giving the cub CPR, part mouth-to-mouth, part french kiss, as he slowly sucked the cum out of the cub's lungs. When that didn't work out, Maxim - in a fit of panic - took his claws and sliced open the cub's chest, taking out his lungs and slowly sucking and squeezing them dry of cum. That, in turn, made the others cum, as well, spurting their own loads deeply into the cubs, alive or dead. To Maxim's relief, he could see the lungs start to inflate again as he replaced them in the cub's chest, confirming his belief that Rave and Cuffs' presence would cause the cub to regenerate.

Another knock at the door, ad Muramune, sighing, put away the cub on his cock and headed out of the nursery and to the front door, allowing the Teumessians in. Maxim could hear murmurs between the rabbit and the Wolves as he tried to explain the situation to them, the conversation growing louder as it was clear the Teumessians either couldn't or wouldn't believe what they were hearing. After a few minutes, Muramune led the Teumessians - which totaled 5 Wolves - into the nursery, where everyone stopped what they were doing to look up at them. The Wolves were small - roughly the same size as Maxim - but with bigger cocks for their size. As the groups stared at each other, Maxim could see a hint of fear and confusion in the Wolves' eyes, as if they never expected to see a Moon Thruster - let alone him - at their orgy.

"So, I see you weren't kidding about a Moon Thruster being here," the lead Wolf snorted, dismissively. "And you're sure he's perfectly alright with this?"

Maxim stood up and walked over to the Wolves, looking the leader square in the eye. "I don't approve of your methods or your ideology. However, at this moment, I cannot stop what's already begun. So here is my proposal: I will supervise and participate at my own leisure, but no one will be taking my ass except my nightmates, you got that? I came here as an experiment for how to handle my kids, and I am not going to allow anyone but them to sire them with me."

The head wolf stared at the fox, but nodded. "Agreed. Just don't expect us to be so accommodating, next time we meet. If I may say so, though, it really is a shame to us that you refuse to join us officially; I've heard stories of your wanton cruelty and disregard for Horizan life during your sexcapades, and we think it would be a great asset to us."

"Just deal with your own lives, mister," Maxim snarled back. "Keep in line for today, and we won't have any issues. Step out of it, and you'll see just how much cruelty and disregard for life I really have for your kind."

"As you say. So, no breeding you except for Rave and Cuffs, no screwing with the kids you have, and after all is said and done, we will leave Muramune to his own devices, should he so choose. Is that correct?"

Maxim nodded. "Yes. I'm putting him under protective custody, and while I know he can never fully break free from your grip, I will be monitoring his access to you. I also expect you to respect the deal you made with him about his cubs, as well."

"Right, no snuffing cubs he wants to keep or can find homes for, only those he cannot give away and cannot keep. It's been a good arrangement, thus far, and we see no reason to break it, any time soon, though I have to warn you that I will not tolerate you interfering with our activities more than you need to, under these restrictions."

"Working both edges of the sword, I see," Maxim mused, disgustedly. "Very well; you do your part, I'll do mine, and nothing further than that. Now, if you're ready, let's get to the orgy, shall we?"

The orgy, as it turned out, started rather slowly, with Muramune explaining the details of it to the rest; potions would be given out to all to ensure maximum virility, no waterpsorts here, Maxim will join in whenever he wishes. Downing the potions, Maxim and the gang could feel a weird tingling in his loins, letting them know that their reproductive organs were in overdrive, balls churning out semen in nearly endless ropes, while Maxim, Muramune, and Radiance could feel themselves ready to lay eggs by the dozens at any moment. The group broke off into two, with Maxim, Rave and Cuffs going to one end of the nursery, and the others going to the other side.

And then it started.

The wolves, not able to contain their excitement any longer, grabbed Radiance and Muramune and pinned them on their backs, starting on their mouths and asses as they fed both ends their seed. Almost instantly after they shot their first load, their fuck toys started bulging in the belly as their eggs were fertilized and ready to be laid. The fucking was rough and brutal, with smacks, gags, and smothering as the wolves dominated their playthings, getting them ready for the cub fucking that was to follow. Rave, Cuffs, and Maxim, in the meantime, started playing with each other, taking it much slower than their counterparts did - A stroke here, a lick there, a grope on the ass or a fondling of balls, but no penetration, not just yet. Instead, they saved that for the older cubs that started flooding into the room, curious to see the orgy taking place where their younger siblings were massacred. Smiling and whispering in anticipation, the cubs themselves broke into two groups, one group heading over to the wolves, the other moving to join Maxim and his nightmates.

The orgy broke into full swing, then; with several moans, the rabbit and echidna finally started laying their eggs from the sheer amount of semen given to them by the wolves. The wolves, in turn, grabbed the eggs and set most of them aside to hatch, while the rest were used as fleshlights and condoms for their continued fucking. Some of the cubs there decided to crack open a few of the eggs set aside and started playing sex games themselves, mimicking what they saw with the wolves. Although unable to cum at the moment, the tingling sensation in their oversized groins were enough for the cubs to enjoy their own version of the snuffing. One of the wolves, seeing this, turned away from the others and decided to join in with the older cubs. Pecker-slapping and grabbing them by their necks, he forced their mouths open and crammed his cock down their throats, causing the cubs to gag and choke as they were skewered on the massive phallus. But, of course, the cubs didn't mind; in fact, when the wolf nearly smothered one of them on his crotch, the other cubs just jacked off, begging the wolf to snuff him. Looking back toward Muramune with pleading eyes, the rabbit looked at Rave and Cuffs and, sighing, gave the wolf a nod of approval. The wolf grinned and, with one final shove, snapped the cub's neck and jaw as he knotted himself fully in the youngling's mouth. Death was immediate for the cub, but the others just moaned in pleasure and begged to be the next on the wolf's "death cock".

Maxim, in the meanwhile, started getting a bit more rambunctious with the cubs, spanking them, pecker-slapping them, strangling them and gagging them with his cock, and ramming his fist and cock up their asses roughly. Rave and Cuffs, meanwhile, went all-out, fucking the cubs hard to the point of evisceration, using their regenerative powers to bring them back to life again and again each time they were snuffed out. It wasn't long before it grew to be too much for Maxim and, laying on his back and spreading his legs, he begged his nightmates to use some of the cubs as condoms when fucking him. He wanted to feel what Muramune did when he did the same thing to him, the other day. Smiling wickedly, Cuffs obliged, picking up one of the cubs - the same wolf that Maxim was fucking earlier - and impaling him on his 14-inch long, 3 inch thick cock with a moan. The cub yelped and squirmed on the thick phallus as he bounced on it, cooing gently as he felt his insides being ripped open by Cuffs' brutal cock. Smiling, Cuffs positioned the cub's muzzle against Maxim's tailhole, and pushed.

The pain from the cub's head pushing against his tailhole was almost too much for Maxim to bear, but he endured it, and with a quick thrust, the cub's entire head entered his rectum with ease. Clenching down, he could feel the cub squirm and meep as he struggled for air. Cuffs continued to push the cub deep into Maxim's ass, looking down to see the wolf's petite cock slipping out of its sheath and spurt dry as he was slowly killed by the fox's anus. Unfortunately, the cub was too big around the shoulders for Maxim to take, so all he could do is ride the wolf's head until he heard a sickening crack!, signaling the snapping of the cub's neck. Frowning in disappointment, Cuffs attempted to pull the cub out, but it became stuck in Maxim's overstretched hole. A couple more yanks held it firm, like a grotesque Chinese finger trap. Frustrated, Maxim braced himself and, clenching around the wolf cub's head, pulled back just as Cuffs gave one last, mighty tug; the result was the head separating by the neck from its body, blood spurting like a fountain all over the sadistic fox. At first, he was shocked at the sheer carnage he just helped committed, but as he pushed the puppy's head out of his anus, Maxim smiled and started to rub himself down with the blood, the sensation making him even harder than usual. As the head slipped out of him, he picked it up and looked into its cold, dead eyes... and got an idea. Stroking himself off, he positioned the tip of his cockhead against the base of the cub's neck, slipping it roughly into the torn esophagus. Once inside, he started jacking off with the head, using it as a sort of fleshlight to stimulate him. It was cruel, brutal, and understandably made the fox a little sick at the thought of it, but right now, Maxim didn't care; the sight of his cockhead thrusting in and out of the wolf cub's head, through its muzzle, blood and pre pooling in its mouth, just got him hornier. Cuffs, meanwhile, continued to fuck into the decapitated body of the cub, dropping his head down to french the open neck wound where the cub's head used to be and jacking its tiny cock hard, using his regenerative powers to keep the cub alive and horny.

Over with Radiance and Muramune, the cubs were coming hard and fast, eggs being laid by the dozens over what seemed like the span of a few minutes. Roughly half of them were cracked open and fucked, by either them, the wolves, or the cubs, while some of them were allowed to hatch ; the moment they did, the wolves instantly snatched up the cubs that were born form them and started fucking them rough and hard, easily fucking them into bloody pulps on their cocks. What surprised Maxim was how much the older cubs got into it; despite not being able to cum yet, they did enjoy the feeling of fucking the eggs and being fucked by the wolves, especially the one focusing solely on them. That wolf - an old graymuzzle with a boner to match his age - was having fun playing "uncle snuff-fucker" for the tykes, smothering them with his cock or ass, beating them within an inch of their lives, spanking their asses raw, even skullfucking a few of them. And all the while, the cubs smiled and begged for more, shuddering with prepubescent pleasure at the feeling of being used and abused by him.

This continued for hours, cubs being used and abused by the adults and other cubs, the room soon being painted red and white with cum and blood and cub viscera. Maxim, to his surprise, was far more focused in the orgy with snuffing out the cubs than he was with getting pregnant by his nightmates, but he figured this was what they meant when they suggested he test the waters of his newfound fetish. And, with his nightmates there to regenerate the cubs, he had little qualms with snuffing them with his sexploits. It was odd; he was getting just as brutal and destructive to the cubs as he was with any of his nightmates, perhaps even more so. At the very least, he was treating them with the same sort of sadism that he treated Rave and Cuffs. That frightened him; if he was so easily able to get into that state without help against the cubs, then how the hell would he be able to raise his own?

Looking down, Maxim saw the wolf cub's head still on his crotch, imagining it to be one of his own kids' head there. To his surprise, the head snapped to life and began licking and sucking on his cock hungrily, determined to make him cum again. Obviously, this was a side-effect of Cuffs' and Rave's regenerative powers, but still it startled him. Startled, he blew his wad all over the wolf cub's face before tearing it off his cock, tossing it back to Cuffs and the cub's beheaded body. With a snort of uncertainty, Maxim excused himself from the orgy and ran out into the living room, nearly vomiting from what he had endured. Rave and Cuffs looked over at their nightmate as he ran out, growing concerned over his sudden departure. After healing up the cubs they were playing around with, they excused themselves, as well, from the part and headed to the living room, hugging Maxim tight as they entered.

"I...I don't think I can do this, hons," Maxim sobbed, still feeling ill. "I don't want to turn our kids into snuff toys, but I don't think I have the self-control to prevent that."

Rave looked at the fox with a concerned look in his eyes and hugged him tighter. "It's okay, love. You don't have to do anything you don't want to..."

Cuffs nodded. "Yeah, as we said, however far you want to take this is up to you. This is all about you learning your restraint."

"Well, obviously I have none," Maxim wept, sadly. "Else I would've been able to keep myself from decapitating that poor wolf cub..."

Just then, said wolf cub stumbled into the room, eyes still glazed over with death, and his head hanging loosely on his shoulders, but otherwise intact and alive. To all three Horizans' surprise, the cub hugged Maxim warmly, smiling up at him. "Thank you, Unca Maxim. I loved being your fuck toy. I...I wanna do it again, please."

Looking down at the cub, Maxim frowned and rubbed the wolf's head, making sure not to tear it off again. "I...I don't think I can, youngling. I...I don't want to hurt you any more than I already have..."

The cub frowned back at the fox at those words, not sure what to make of them. "But I liked it. Daddy fucks me that rough all the time, and I love it. I wanna be your cubby snuff toy. I...I want you to be my snuff daddy, Unca Maxim. "

For some reason, that response touched Maxim, ever so slightly. To know that this cub, despite the danger to his life, welcomed the torture and brutality he was given on a daily basis made him stop to think about how his kids would react to that same treatment. It was bizarre to him, but he felt...honored to have taken this cub's life, and he had little doubt that, should his cubs feel the same way, that honor would be increased exponentially. Kneeling down, he embraced the wolf cub and kissed him fully on the lips, slipping his tongue out to french him. The wolf cub, in turn, reciprocated, moaning gently as he felt the large male's tongue intrude into his muzzle. As they kissed, they both wondered what it would be like to be together, as snuff daddy and fuck toy, and they both got aroused by what popped up in their mind; endless abuse, violence, and snuffings through sex, the young cub hungrily accepting everything Maxi threw at him and more. Maxim could also imagine the cub doing that to his own kids, teaching them the ways of being a snuff toy and enjoying it. Much to his chagrin, Maxim was starting to get into the idea, and with the wolf cub pressed firmly into his body, tiny erection bumping up against his own, he know what he wanted - what he needed - to do.

"I'll have to clear it with your papa, youngling," Maxim sighed, breathlessly, "But...I'd be honored to be your snuff daddy."

The cub looked at Maxim and grinned, giving him another big hug before running off to join the others. Standing, Maxim looked at his nightmates and nodded. "I...I think I'm ready to have cubs with you, now."

Cuffs smiled and patted the fox on the back. "Good. I'm sure you'll be a wonderful father, after this."

Maxim nodded again and placed his arms around their shoulders, gently guiding them back into the orgy. "Then, let's get started. We've got an entire day of fucking and snuffing ahead of us."

The orgy continued as scheduled, and to Maxim's surprise, the Teumessians kept their end of the bargain, not bothering to touch him or his nightmates throughout. Sure, they watched with envy at the fox getting fucked good and hard by Rave and Cuffs, but true to their word, they kept to themselves, fucking their "captives" and their newly-born babies. By the end of the day, there were dozens if not hundreds of smushed eggs and dead cubs strewn all about the nursery, with the older cubs continuing to hump whatever they could for the sake of their own pleasure. When it was time for them to leave, the head Teumessian glared at Maxim and gave him a curt nod.

"I've heard rumors about your sexcapades, Moon Thruster," the wolf said, sternly, "But I never believed in it, until now. You could've made a fine ally for us. It's just a shame this is the only time we'll be able to be cordial with you."

Maxim stared at the wolf, folding his arms across his swollen belly, now filled with his own kids. "I'm sure. Right now, the only reason why I'm letting you off the hook was because I was experimenting with something myself, and this orgy was the perfect place to do that. So yes, it is a shame that we have to part like this, but next time we meet again, we'll likely be enemies, once again."

The wolf laughed and patted the fox on the back, ruefully. "At least I got the chance to see a Moon Thruster corrupted into enjoying our lifestyle, if only for a day. I hope your kids serve you as well as the cubs here did." With that, he left, never to be seen by Maxim again.

Smiling thinly, Maxim turned to Muramune and sat down. "So, now that that's over, about our bargain..."

Muramune looked at Radiance and sighed. "Yeah, I suppose we should talk about that. When do you want me to pack up my stuff?"

Radiance sighed back, glancing back at the fox in concerned irritation. "And what about us? We've been best friends and cub lovers for years. You can't just break us up."

Maxim nodded. "No, I can't, and I wouldn't want to. All I insist on is that you two take it easy with the cub-snuffing and abuse, and allow me to monitor your interactions with each other or the Teumessians. As long as things go smoothly, you shouldn't have any changes to your daily routine."

The echidna nodded, rubbing his belly and large cock in anticipation. "Well, if you need any more cub-snuffing action, just come to one of us, and we'll be happy to oblige."

"Speaking of," Muramune interjected, "I heard that one of my cubs has taken a liking to you."

Maxim nodded, looking at the wolf cub he had recently decapitated, who was now playing with his fellow cubs in the gore of the room. "Yeah, he seemed to really shine on me. He said he wanted me to be his snuff daddy."

The rabbit laughed in joy and sat up, calling the cub over to him. "Is that true, son? Do you want this bad ol' fox being y our snuff daddy?"

The wolf nodded, eagerly. "I love him, papa. He snuffs me so good, I want to stay with him for the rest of my life and beyond. I want him to snuff me and fuck my corpse."

That brought a blush to both Horizans' faces, more so for Maxim. Muramune just looked at the cub, then nodded his approval. "Very well, you can stay with Maxim if you'd like, but I would love to have you visit me sometime, alright?"

The cub nodded and hugged the rabbit tightly, before running back to Maxim and standing behind him. Maxim just rubbed the cub's headfur and looked down, smiling widely at him. "It'll take a while for me to find you the proper place to house your cubs, but it shouldn't take too long. So, expect to remain here for a couple of months, at most. In the meantime, you and Radiance will be serving as nannies for my cubs, helping me learn how to raise them and teaching them how to be model Horizans. And I expect you to take it easy on my cubs; we don't know how they'll fare with the kind of abuse I or you would likely put them through, so I don't want you snuffing them unless we're absolutely sure they can handle them. Is that clear?"

Both Muramune and Radiance nodded and hugged each other warmly. "No problems here, Maxim," the echidna said. "I'm glad you could trust us with such an important task. I swear to you, we won't disappoint."

"You better not, or else you're going to have one angry Moon Thruster on your hands." Maxim sighed and sat down, his belly wobbling from the eggs inside. He could feel roughly a half-dozen of them churning inside, ready to be laid, but he didn't want to do so until he got home. Though, at this point, he didn't think he'll be able to get that far; already, one of the eggs was starting to crown out of his anus, and the others felt like they were going to follow suit.

Muramune noticed this, as well, and got up, walking toward the fox gently. "Looks like you aren't going to be going anywhere until you lay those eggs. How long have you been holding them in you?"

Maxim shrugged, struggling to keep the eggs within him. "Dunno. The better part of the orgy, I guess."

Radiance clicked his tongue in disappointment behind Muramune. "That's not healthy, especially with the potions we took. You'll need to evacuate those eggs, pronto, before they wind up stillborn and smushed...which, I admit, would be rather kinky, but since I know you want your cubs to remain alive, it's not good."

Maxim frowned at the prospect, but as he felt the eggs starting to push out of him, he knew he didn't have much of a choice. "Okay, I guess we'll deliver my babies here, but no fooling around with them until after they're hatched, okay?"

The duo nodded in agreement, Muramune bending over to work his cock into hardness once again, this time to give the eggs some lubrication for slipping out, as per Horizan birthing traditions. Gently, the rabbit pressed his cockhead against Maxim's tailhole, spreading it wide just enough for him to masturbate into the fox's anus and not crush the eggs inside. The rabbit was massive - roughly 15 inches long and 4 inches wide, with a tough, suede-leathery feeling that came with his unusual form of blacksmithing - according to rumors, he forged all of his toys on himself, using his cock and balls and anus as test beds for the still-hot crystal dildos or metal harness rings that he built. That, in turn, toughened up his foreskin and anal muscles to the point where they became like velvety burlap sacks - smooth to the touch, but also hard to stimulate. Indeed, it took the rabbit a good 15 minutes of stroking off inside the fox to finally build up a load, and another 5 to shoot it in Maxim's anus. The large amount of cum being sprayed into him was enough to loosen the eggs and send them spilling out after Muramune pulled out of him.

To their surprise, the eggs seemed like they were already to hatch, being twice as big as a football and already shaking as if something inside was trying to get out. As the group watched, the eggs started hatching one by one, revealing the kind of kids Maxim was having - three foxes, two echidnas and a wolf, all fit and healthy if extremely young and tender. Obviously, the potion Maxim took for the orgy helped sped along the gestation period, but what bothered Maxim was who the father of the wolf cub was; he didn't have any contact with the Teumessians throughout the orgy, which only left him with...

Looking down, he saw the older wolf cub playing around with the newly-hatched babies, having sex with them almost immediately. Before Maxim could stop him, the wolf cub was already starting to abuse them; spanking them, strangling them, choking them with his petite cock, the works. The cubs squirmed underneath him as he continued his abuse, until, to Maxim's horror, one of the cubs unfortunately came eye to crotch with the wolf cub, the cub's erection poking straight through the other's sensitive eye with a sickening pop!. Even Muramune and Radiance were horrified at this, and tried to pull the wolf cub away from the rest of the cubs, but it was too late; the cub's dick had already poked through the other cub's soft skull and into his brain, seemingly killing him instantly. Not knowing what he was doing, the wolf cub continued to skullfuck the other cub for a few minutes before his dad finally managed to pull him away. The cub - one of the echidnas - looked gruesome with its brain splattering out of its eye socket, but again, it only served to arouse Maxim, despite his concern.

And then it happened.

Feeling the familiar tingling he usually got when Rave and Cuffs turned on their regenerative powers, Maxim could only watch as the now-dead echidna cub sprung back to life, its wound healing right before his eyes. Maxim, startled, glanced over to his nightmates, only to be greeted with shaken heads, confirming that they were not the ones doing this. Which means...which means the cubs inherited Rave and Cuffs' powers, even at this young age? Maxim mused to himself, worriedly. Then, what does that mean for us..?

The wolf cub squirmed in Muramune's arms, trying desperately to break free and continue fucking the new cubs. The rabbit, too preoccupied with holding onto his cub to see the spontaneous regeneration of the echidna cub the wolf just snuffed, held firm, trying to calm the wolf down. It wasn't until Maxim called to him to look that he finally saw what was going on, to his astonishment. "Wow, that was unexpected," he said, finally letting go of his son. Just as he did so, the wolf ran back to the throng of newborn cubs and started abusing them, as well, reveling in the fact that they could regenerate as much as possible without permanent injury, even the other young wolf cub. "I guess we won't have to worry about you being too rough on them, huh?"

Maxim nodded, still a bit shocked at what just happened. "I guess not. I guess now all I have to worry about is how to raise them. I don't want them to think that there's only abuse to their life."

The wolf cub looked up at the fox and frowned, continuing his brutalizing of his "brothers". "Why not? They like being snuff toys. And isn't this what you want, Unca Maxim? Cubs that can take your snuffings alright?"

The fox looked at the wolf and sighed, realizing he was right. "Yeah, I guess so. For a cub, you're very wise."

The cub smiled up at him and thrust harder into the cub below him, this one one of the foxes. "Papa taught me well, Unca Maxim. I can teach your cubs as well, if you want."

Maxim smiled and reached out, ruffling the cub's headfur in appreciation. "Thanks. I'd appreciate that."

Raidance just chuckled and stood up, stretching. "Well, in that case, I guess I should get going, myself. I promised Sire that I'd be home for mating by the eve, and it's almost that time, now."

Muramune nodded and hugged the echidna warmly. "I'll let you know when we can meet each other again, hon. I'll have something special for you when you return."

The echidna nodded, then said his goodbyes and headed out. He Maxim would see again, under more favorable circumstances. As for Maxim, he and his nightmates were getting into the groove of abusing their cubs, testing the limits of their powers; to their surprise, they seemed to be able to go much farther than even Rave or Cuffs could, even being ground into a bloody paste in an orifice or being ripped apart by a big cock didn't seem to faze them. The wolf cub seemed to have the most experience out of all of them, deftly teaching the new cubs how to take the punishment of the adults' lusts. With his help, the cubs were able to survive several potential snuffings from Maxim, his nightmates and Muramune that night. It was remarkable; even at such a young age, the cubs seemed to be eager to be fuck toys, not even crying when they were brutalized, instead giving out several coos and murmurings that let the group know they wanted more in their baby language.

During this, Maxim reminisced about the echidna cub he helped Muramune snuff the other day, and, getting an idea, decided to relive that experience. Calling the rabbit over, he took one of his echidna cubs and impaled him on his cock, bouncing the babe on his pole harshly. As the rabbit went over to him, Maxim roughly manhandled the cub's muzzle open, bumping it against the rabbit's hard shaft. Muramune knew what Maxim wanted, and was only too happy to oblige; steadying himself, he thrust forward, impaling the cub's muzzle on his cock, causing its jaw to dislocate around the thick pole. Together, they started fucking the cub, their dual shafts splitting the poor cub in two as they gave into their wanton lusts. The cub, for his part, didn't seem to mind, not squirming or anything, just laying there to be used and abused by the adults. It was clear that the cub was still alive; it still breathed and sucked and clenched down on the invading phalluses, but that's all it did.

As his father and new "snuff uncle" continued to hump the echidna cub to near-death, the wolf cub was busy helping Rave and Cuffs get the new cubs used to being used and abused as fuck toys. The cubs cooed, joyfully, as they felt the invading members of their older counterparts thrust into them, using all of their holes and even some holes that weren't there in the first place. Cum and blood flew everywhere as the cubs were eviscerated for the pleasure of the adults; Rave taking two cubs on his two cocks, Cuffs impaling two others on his own cock like a spit-roast, and the wolf cub practicing his own snuffing techniques on his much younger version, smothering the cub with his ass as he stretched open and fisted the baby's rectum, licking, sucking, and chewing on his petite cock all the while. For some reason, the younger wolf cub didn't have the same regenerative powers as his siblings, taking much longer to recover, but he still was able to survive, much like the rest.

This continued for much of the rest of the night, the adults abusing the cubs, ripping them apart with their cocks, smothering them with their asses, choking them to death, skullfucking them, all manner of brutality, and each and every time, the cubs reformed, ready for another go-around. Even the older wolf cub that was helping them got his share of being snuffed, gladly welcoming his end again and again, just like a good snuff puppy should. By the end of the day, the entire nursery was coated red and white with viscera and cum, and all were exhausted from their exploits. Laying down on the ground, Maxim, Muramune, Rave, Cuffs, and the cubs cuddled up next to each other and fell asleep, dreaming about the future, where they could enjoy each other however they wanted...

Outside, Radiance and the Teumessians were watching the orgy play out, instantly growing hard from the scenes. They had no doubt that the cubs would've survived; their experiments on Rave and Cuffs proved that. What they were surprised, though, was how eager Maxim got into the snuffing, gleefully slaughtering his own kids with his cock only to do it all over again when they reformed. One of the Wolves chuckled as he heard the older wolf cub confess his desire to be with Maxim, and their surprise at the younger wolf cub's ability to reform, as well; the older cub wasn't in fact Muramune's, but his own, part of the experiments the Teumessians performed on Rave and Cuffs to see if their powers could be passed down genetically. At first, the cub seemed to be a dud, and he was forced to give him up to the rabbit, pretending it was their kid, but now that they were proven wrong about that assessment...

"Do you think we can ever get him over to our side?" one of the wolves wondered, whisperingly.

Radiance shrugged and shook his head. "I doubt it, but I don't think he'll be as adverse to joining us in a few of our future orgies, especially now that he knows his kids won't suffer. As long as we can keep things on the down-low, I think he'll be a valuable asset to our cause."

The other wolves nodded in agreement. "Indeed. With that kind of immortality, any and all arguments against going too far with cubs or anyone else will become moot. The creation of fully willing and able reusable disposable fuck toys, all ripe for the plucking. It's just a shame we couldn't do anything to help him realize the beauty of that."

Radiance nodded. "In any case, we should get going. You still owe me another snuff orgy with my own cubs, remember? I've got a dozen babies at home that are ready to be used by your lovely cocks." He stroked one of the wolves' erections as he said that, wiggling his rump gently. With a low chuckle, he lead the wolves away into the night, thoughts of their own orgies filling their minds as they headed home.