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So this game, Dusty Revenge, recently came out on Steam and I thought the characters were good so.... RULE 34!

Artwork by bgn on Furaffinity

Story commissioned from Gruffy

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The doors opened with a clatter, and the silence that followed was ominous in its finality. It almost hurt the ears of the two furs standing on the doorway, panting softly from the exertion of the latest fight, and the dash for the doors that had finally become unguarded after they had disposed of a number of henchmen to reach their ultimate destination.

The dimly lit hall was long and empty for most part, but for the most obvious feature of the massive throne in the end of the room, and upon this grandiose seat sat, paws upon armrests, the very reason the furs had decided to commit such bloodshed.

"CRAVEN!" Dusty growled, his ears flat and his entire body tense with anger and hatred signalled towards the tiger upon the throne. His voice was harsh, even if in the danger of breaking - seeing the murderer of his beloved Daisy finally up close again, he could only barely control himself. It was only the presence of Rondel, the large, hulking bear by him, that stopped him from simply launching towards the tiger sitting like a statue upon his throne.

The doors closed behind them upon their entry, and then it was simply the three of them, and silence.

"Welcome," the tiger's voice reverberated through the hall, deep and dangerous, as he eyed the two armed furs standing nearby. "You have arrived."

"We're here to get you," Rondel grunted in a vicious reply, "we're here to get back what is ours, and make sure that you're not going to hurt a single fur every again!"

"YEAH!" Dusty added, standing boldly in the face of his nemesis. "TIME TO PUT AN END TO THIS!"

The tiger let out an ominous purr as he pressed his huge paws together in a semblance of a thoughtful gesture, staring across the hall at the new arrivals, his smile broad and curling over scowling lips that revealed large teeth.

"Yes...there we are indeed..."

"You'll pay for everything you did!" Rondel continued heckling their foe. "And you'll regret you ever set upon doing what you did!"

"Is that so?" the tiger sounded lazy, speaking up to the bloodthirsty pair, and his smile remained.

"YES!" Dusty growled. "Yes it FUCKING IS YOU - "

"You have caused such destruction yourself," the tiger accused with a grunt, "you have killed so many..."

"They served you!" Rondel retorted. "They deserved what was coming for them!"

"Is that really so?" the tiger spoke, affecting a voice of endless patience.

"YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET EVERY SINGLE CRIME YOU'VE COMMITTED!" Dusty panted, with pain and anger, imagining how he would crush the throat of the very tiger who killed his wife. "YOU - "

"Yes, I understand," the tiger replied. "You wish my blood...blood for blood...how very...primal..."

"It's what you've got left, Craven," Rondel declared with a sneer. "Your blood...spilled on this floor..."

The tiger laughed.

"Oh I think I shall be spilling something else altogether...and it will not be blood...no matter if you are so set on it, I'm afraid..."

"All your minions are dead, Craven!" Dusty yelled. "We killed them all. Now it's your time!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." the tiger shook his head. "So very misled..."

The tiger's paw moved, and the two furs staring at him grabbed their weapons, ready to act...as the tiger lifted up something shiny, intricate, jewelled, into view.

"I'm afraid it won't be so..." the tiger said.

The medallion in the tiger's paw began to shine, and the two furs dead set on spilling the tiger's blood could not help but stare at it with keen obsession. Their eyes became locked with the beautiful item dangling from its golden chain in the tiger's big paw. It seemed as if their own eyes were shining as well...glimmering with the light of the medallion.

"Not so indeed..." the tiger growled.

The two stared...so oddly compelled and simply looking...their fingers slowly loosening around their weapons that soon clattered onto the floor...and still they stood...and observed...and the tiger was purring louder and louder.

"Remove your clothing, you won't be needing it."

They moved almost mechanically, very swiftly ridding themselves of armour, weapons and other gear that soon littered the floor as a reminder of their original mission. Now they simply stood there, staring blankly ahead of them, their naked bodies on a lustful display for the tiger whom looked eagerly, one paw dropping to stroke his massive groin.

"Imagine whatever goes for sexy in those mind of yours and touch each other's dicks to get aroused," Craven ordered, speaking broadly to his thralls.

The rabbit and the bear looked at each other as if exchanging speechless communication, and their paws moved as before, slowly, but surely, gripping onto their sheaths and pulling, stroking on flesh they found, trying to do what they could to coax blood to flow and erotic tension to appear in their unwitting bodies. The tiger enjoyed the display, and got rid of his own clothing soon, so that he would sit on his throne, sculpted muscular body on full sight while the two...perhaps not so appreciate furs toyed with each other. The tiger's cock grew hard, a foot long, easily, and invited his paw to stroke slowly along his length while the two furs gave hypnotized pleasure to each other.

"Oh what a pair you make, you two..." Craven spoke appreciatively as he watched the results of his mind control work unfold in front of his very eyes. "You are very fine indeed...now, bear, kneel..."

Rondel settled onto his hefty haunches obediently, his cock bobbing in the air in front of him and leaking pre-cum onto the floor. The musky scent even reached the tiger's nose and made him grumble heavily, his paw slapping slowly up and down on his length.

"Yes...yes...and now, bunny boy, taste your big friend's big cock...let's see if he likes that..."

Dusty laid onto the floor and crawled slowly up to the bear's groin, his maw opening as if expecting a spoonful of soup and not the big bear cock that he was compelled to stuff into it as deep as it would go. He gagged, briefly, but in his thrall, moved on his own accord, grabbing what he couldn't fit in his paw. The bear let out a hollow grunt, barely comprehending still what was happening, but his body knew. His hips began to buck slowly into the rabbit's muzzle, feeding him with his shaft while the rabbit's head bobbed up and down on the big bear cock.

The tiger watched, eagerly stroking himself while his new toys gave him a quick show right in front of him, the musk in the air growing and making him even more aroused than before, and now enjoying the fact he had conquered the two who had attempted to finish him off. Perhaps they would do that indeed...but in a different way than they intended.

"Play, little soldiers...play as much as you like...it's what you will be doing from now on...oh yes...oh yes indeed..." the tiger growled, lost in the pleasure of his stimulation, and the power he felt over the two.

The bear was humping the rabbit's muzzle now, going fast into the hot orifice, almost gagging Dusty with each stroke that filled his maw. Suddenly the bear began to tense and growl, and he let out a deep grunt when his big balls unloaded a large load of bear cum into the rabbit's maw. It spilled down along his shaft for there was no way he could swallow it all, and it matted his groin.

The tiger panted, watching the bear cum and let it rip, himself, shooting huge splattering globs all over the floor while the bear was getting off. The sheer sensation of having his belly with cum seemed to set off the rabbit, too, for the tiger could see his body tense, too, even as he was still busy sucking cock, as cum shot from the rabbit's own hard cock and all over the floor.

"Well that was something..." the tiger spoke, breathless and almost in awe at how successful the medallion truly was, "I think I will be enjoying this even more than I thought..."

The locket glowed with promise.