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CHANGE CHARACTER: ELLIOT

"Elliot? Yer back 'ere, right, Prisoner?" The voice of Officer Simon called to me from around the corner. I stood up and threw my vest on, my time in prison making me quite adaptable to the fast pace and command of life aboard a magecraft. I laid my book on my bed-table, covering the hole that was carved there so I could view any furs coming towards my bunk.

"Yes, Officer Simon, Sir!" I saluted him smartly as I rounded the stack of crates, and he waved for me to stop. I half-smiled at his nonchalant demeanor, and he cocked an eye at me.

"Don't ye start smirkin' at me, Prisoner. The Cap'n wants to talk to ye."

"I see, Sir. Thank you, Sir." My tail swished behind me nervously as we walked together into the hot sun. He left me behind as he went to confront the carpenter- an Otter- about something. I sighed as I looked at the two serious furs and imagined them naked- it had to be my imagination, as they couldn't be bothered for a bit of fun, even after a week of sailing.

I grinned, knowing from experience that the Captain was much more open about such things. The thought occurred to me that the huge bear might be calling me, just so he could use me for sex. I stepped excitedly off of the deck, out of the setting sun.

We met when I was helping to manage a holding cell with Celestial magic, and he was being kept overnight for... drunkeness on military property? He offered me a job aboard his ship and had me on parole within a year, somehow.

The only way I could think to thank him turned out to be exactly what he had in mind when he first met me. I felt nervous at first, but we ended up working so well together that now- just thinking about him was making me hot and bothered. I straightened up as I opened his cabin door and saluted.

"Captain Nicholas, Sir!"

"Please stop that saluting and sirring around me, Elliot. I like you too much for that." He scratched his head as he took stock of me, obviously seeing the growing need in my shorts. "Why do you like doing that so much?"

"I just want you to know how I feel about you, Captain," I relaxed, and decided to skip past his desk to sit and lay back on his bed. "You deserve it, you keep everybody together."

"And you let Simon call you Prisoner all the time?"

"I am a prisoner, really. Besides, I think that's how I'm finally going to get some from him. He likes the power thing."

The bear shook his head and looked at the papers on his small table. "Can't you think about anything else?" He was obviously trying not to look at me too hard, but I knew what I was doing. The vest I was wearing allowed him to see most of my body, and he didn't resist looking over my skinny frame.

"Not when you call me personally to your cabin," I tilted my head and swung my tail, rubbing my nose with as much charm as I could. The big bear sighed and smiled hugely, turning and rubbing my head with a strong paw. "What are you thinking about?"

"You know what you're making me think about," he kissed the top of my head sweetly and then raised my face to his with a subtle paw on my cheek. He looked into my eyes for a moment, and then leaned in to kiss me. I grabbed the bear around the head and planted as many deep kisses on him as I could before coming back up for air, and then went back again to run my tongue over his. He answered with growls and grunts, lifting me off of the bed with his brute strength and standing me up so that the bear could more effectively strip me.

As he pulled off my vest, he ran a paw down my chest and wrapped it around me to hold me closer. I grunted and started to paw at his shaft, feeling under it for his massive sack. He held me even closer, squeezing the air out of me and lifting my legs up by digging into my buttocks. He turned me around and pulled my shorts down, revealing my tailhole to him.

He pushed me a set forward, wrapping a paw around his dick while it was still under his trousers and stroking it to full hardness. I felt it push up against my tight cheeks, hot and hard. It dripped a torrent of precum onto me even through the thick cloth, and the bear smeared it all over my sensitive ass. His groping was urgent, even though the nibbles he landed on my neck were sweet.

He leaned down, and I was pushed forward another step by his huge bulk. He knocked me playfully on the back as he grabbed my tail and pulled it up, and I fell forward softly. My paws landed on the wall, and his strength quickly forced the rest of me against it. He fingered my asshole and then started to lick it gently, not stopping until it was dripping wet.

"Oh, Nicholas..." I shut my eyes and panted hard as he stood up again, pulling his trousers down where I couldn't see him. "I'm so ready for you, Captain," I turned and looked up at the tall bear towering over me, his huge cream-filled balls swinging pendulously under his cock, his clothes forgotten on the bunk.

"You little liar," he chuckled and smacked my ass lightly. "I'll tell you when you're ready."

I completely melted under his strong touch as he stuck a wet finger into me slowly. "Oh please, put it into me," I started to collapse even harder against the wall as he pushed on me, driving his finger in and out of me.

"Don't beg, Kitty," he whispered into my ear as he pulled my tail harder, forcing me to accept all of his finger into him. I whimpered as he bit my ear. "I can't resist when you do it."

Suddenly, his thick cock was pressing against my tailhole. I yelped as he started to push the head into me, but then moaned and meowed loudly as he gave me exactly what I wanted.

"Oh, it feels so good," I squirmed up against him and tried to squeeze more of his dick into me as he pulled out again. I moaned and begged for him to put it back into me as he spit on himself again, lubing up to satisfy my craving. "Please, Captain, give it to me!"

"I told you not to beg," he chuckled as he teased me with his finger again. "Now you're going to have to take it all because I can't control myself."

"Oh, yeah!" I shouted out as he thrust his entire cock into me with one deep thrust. He chuckled again at the outburst, but I barely heard it. He left his thickness inside me, wriggling and letting it hit every spot it could.

My cries started to get higher and higher as he took it out and drove it smoothly back into me over and over again, and more than a syllable of "oh" or "more" became too much effort. He filled me up so perfectly that I barely had to stroke mysef to feel ultimate pleasure running from the tip of my tail to the top of my head.

My whole body started to shake as he bit down hard on my neck and started to fuck me even faster. My pants and cries turned into one long whine as my ass clenched up around him and my jizz exploded out onto the wooden wall, dripping down onto my knees as he continued to pound me.

"Oh, I came so hard!" I gasped into the wall, and my body started to loosen up again, making his cock feel even bigger than before. I could suddenly feel his fur on my back, his heavy breathing in my ear, and his arm gripping my hip tightly. I turned and looked up at him with a smile. "You make me cum so hard, you big Bear." I bit my lip and craned my neck to look past my tail at the action as his weak arm pet down my neck sweetly.

"I want you to cum all over me," I wriggled up and down on his cock with my hips, imagining the last time that he came on me. After only a few short thrusts- I hadn't even gotten up to speed yet- he pulled out of me.

"You have such a tight asshole, it drives me crazy," he grunted as he stroked himself. I couldn't help but laugh lightly and shortly, taking the compliment by running a finger over my hole. Soon, I felt something sticky exploding all over my hand, and then felt it shooting forcefully onto my asshole. I bit my lip and looked back down to see if I could see what was happening again, feeling a sticky jet hit my back before I turned and received a small burst on my face. His climax died down with a shudder that left a final pool of jizz dripping slowly down my fluffy tail.

"Ha, wow," the bear backed up onto his bunk and sat heavily, still dribbling. I approached him and he grabbed me in a hug without warning, throwing a small blanket around me. I rubbed into his strong paws as he patted the evidence of his orgasm from my back. After he finished, the blanket was tucked into some corner to be washed, and he gave me a light pet on the head. The bear chuckled easily and heaved a happy sigh. "I'm glad you wanted to do that, it's always so nice."

"Why are you always so sweet to me?" I thought aloud as I curled up next to the big fur and purred.

"Because you're such a good kitty," he laughed again, and gave me a half-squeeze. He was overly-attached to everyone on the crew, from what I could tell; but it was... comforting. Furs who ranked above me never acted like they cared about me, even when we had sexual relationships. But Nicholas only seemed interested in giving me as much as I wanted.

A kiss somehow found its way onto the top of my head, and then his whispers started to crawl into my ear. "You always act sweet to me, in your own way. You act like you want me all the time."

"I do," I whined, but ended it with a small laugh so that he could interpret it as a joke if he wanted to. It wasn't.

"I know, I know," he chuckled, and then kissed me on the top of the head again. "I like having you around, Elliot, you should know that by now. You're always trying to help. And magic like yours makes it so that we can do any of this at all without worrying about getting ill." He sighed and squeezed me with an arm again, not letting go this time. I squeezed back- not as strong by far- and then sat up.

"Is that why you called me, then? Do you finally want to learn about magic?" He had asked me only simple questions before, and I told him that I would explain everything when he wanted me to. My mind raced through years of learning in prison to try to find the best place to start.

"No," he said sadly, and the smile fell from my face.

"Hey, none of that. I'll yiff that frown right off your face."

I stuck my tongue out at him instead. "So what did you want?"

"Well, I know that you... well, listen. I wanted to warn you about something. And I'm not saying that I blame you for anything." He scratched his head awkwardly.

My eyebrows shot to my quickly-aligned ears. "Warn me? Blame me? What happened?" All I could think of in that second was what going back from this ship to prison would be like. My heart had never raced so fast, but the big bear quickly calmed me down with another pet on the head.

"Shush, it's okay. There's just some food missing. But everyone takes turns cooking now, so it's hard to place how much- and who may have taken it. I think that you would be too scared to try anything, personally. No offense meant."

"S... s-s-scared? Me?" I stammered out before an unconvincing flatulent noise to show my disdain. The bear only rolled his eyes. "Well... maybe. I wouldn't want anything to happen that takes me away from you-your ship." I covered the last erroneous word with a faked stammer.

"That's what I meant. I think that it might be Fredric."

"Fredric? He's friends with the owner, though, isn't he?"

"Well, he's not used to being on a ship." The bear sighed and then said, "He loses more than he eats some nights, it seems," with a sad look.

It was my turn to roll my eyes. "Sure, he gets seasick, but that dog buys more rum out of the store than anyone. He'll get big on drink eventually." I gave the captain an appreciative pat on his stomach for emphasis.

"Now, don't change the subject, little kitty." He took my hand off of his bare stomach and used the opening to pinch a squeal out of my side. "Just keep a sharp eye on things, alright? I don't want anything to happen to you."

"You got it, Captain." He blinked at me, surprised, but then smiled as I started to get dressed again. "I'm going right now. Just watch me." I couldn't help but kiss the overly-emotional bear before taking my leave. "See you next time."

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CHANGE CHARACTER: ANDREW

The Cat blustered down into the store room, and I hid as quickly as I could in the shadows of the barrels. I maybe younger than any of the other furs on the ship, but it was an advantage when it came to hiding.

"Hey hey! Had a good time! Got fucked so fine!" He sang in a broken key. He continued to improvise his song as he wound his way closer to me. "Had to go to Mr. Bear go and get goo'ed. Now I gotta find outwith care who's taking food."

My jaw dropped open. He knew that I was here?

"Who could it be? Could it be a Puppy?"

My heart raced.

"Oh, such a Dog, I just want to suck your... cog. Hm.

"Oh, it would be the best of luck, if Freddy gave me a cock to-"

"Did you just call me Freddy?" a slurred voice called from the entrance to the bilge, where I normally hid. It was incredibly dignified, and belonged to the Dog that I saw vomiting in the bilge more nights than not. He was patterned in an attractive array of tan and black, with a white underbelly and pointed canine ears like mine. He stood shakily, every heave of the ship throwing his tail into a crazy loop seeking balance.

"That was just a song, silly. Didn't you hear the rest of it?"

"No, I was a little busy in the bilge."

"Ah, so you enjoyed that rum, then?"

"You know I did," the Dog laughed, and then stifled a burp that may have turned into more. "I barely even threw up this time. I think I'm getting my sea legs."

"Well, I bet you're hungry- dried fruit? Prison bread?"

"I don't know about you, but I can't eat with the taste of sick in my mouth. Maybe tomorrow."

"Oh, um, I don't know what I was thinking. Hm. Well, in that case, how about a blowjob?"

"You little cocksucker," he laughed merrily, and the Cat laughed with him. "I thought I told you I didn't want anything out of you."

"Yeah, but you're not old like Simon. Tyler said you even fucked him once."

"I was drunk," he sighed, "And he's pretty from behind," he laughed drunkenly again. "I always had a thing for those fox tails."

"If I'm not pretty enough, then why not use... this?" I heard something flat fall to the ground.

"What, your peephole for looking at me coming up from the bilge?"

"Hey! I peep at everyone, thank you very much. No, I mean, sometime, when you're coming up from the bilge... well, here."

A pause.

"I might have a finger hanging out here. That means you can stick it through, and I'll suck it. For the price of one cup."

"Ha! Wait, that's it? No, wait, that's... why? What?" The Dog started to hiccough slightly.

"It's called a glory hole, silly. Haven't you ever heard of that before?"

"No, I guess I have. Just not with a guy behind the hole." He hiccoughed again. "I guess there's really no way of knowing that, now that I think about it. Stars, I hope it was a girl." Another hiccough. "Although, I guess what really matters is... wait, what am I saying?"

A giggle from beside me. I nearly jumped out of my skin. It was the mad Fox that I had seen a few times before- most of those times involved yiffing somebody. I felt myself starting to faint.

"What a tool," the Fox whispered to me, as if I was supposed to be there.

I was too afraid to say anything. If they discovered a Wolf on board, there was no telling what they would do. The Fox didn't even seem to notice, just mumbling, "Seriously. A tool. He could get Elliot or me to suck him off whenever he wants, but he would rather be all pent up and mean. Bad Dog."

I gathered up the courage to nod in the darkness.

"See? I knew you would agree. I really knew you would. You would suck him off, right?"

"Sure," I ventured in the smallest voice I could. The Dog honestly didn't seem all that interested, so I didn't know why I should be.

"Right. Well, I know that I'm going to be waiting back there whenever I can. You should come visit me." The Fox grabbed my crotch shamelessly. I gasped and my hips moved on their own, thrusting into his paw. He gave an over-exaggerated wink and then let go. "It would be fun. I think you're even fresher than Raynn."

I didn't know what he meant by comparing me to the weather, but he seemed quite mad at any rate, turning to his other side and having a short conversation with an imagined fur there.

"That's really up to Elliot," he finished off with a shrug.

"What-" I started to ask a question, but his eyes went wide and he clamped my muzzle shut.

"SH! Are you crazy? Don't talk, they might hear us! Let's listen." He looked around, and the boat creaked under us, eliciting another shush from the Fox. The Cat was no longer talking to the Dog through the hole, and they were discussing terms more thoroughly. I was too scared to remove his paws from my mouth, so I kept eavesdropping until his grip relaxed.

The two furs eventually finished their talk, with the hidden crew member absorbing every word hungrily. He released my mouth with a gasp as they finished, springing up and saying, "My turn!" before striding out into the open.

"Hey, Elliot? You here?" He called out, knowing full well what the answer would be.

"Tyler! Hey, guess who I was just talking to?"

"Wasn't it the Captain?"

"Oh, well, yes. But then I came down here and saw Freddy."

"Little Freddy!" I heard the Fox clap his hands together. "So you pitched your idea? I hope, finally, I hope finally?"

"Yes! Yes, I did. And he even agreed. If I give 'em for free, he'll take 'em."

"Ha! What a sucker! Oh, wait."

"Oh, hush it. I know what you're going to ask next. And the answer is yes. You can go back there whenever you want. I'm not really going to hang my fingers there, I'm just going to use this wire thing with my glove. Besides, that way you can use it, too."

"And it doubles as a back-scratcher."

"Um, yeah, it does."

"This is officially the best thing ever. And you are officially the best fur ever. Do you think he's going to be back? Tonight maybe? Are you going to let me-"

"Hey, you already had a turn with him. You don't let me suck you off, so at least let me get some canine dick from him."

"Oh, fine. Maybe i'll come back there sometime and I can try to snag Raynn or the Captain? Oo, i'll do you, too, you know how good I am. Would Simon ever, I wonder?"

"By the stars, Tyler! When would you sleep?"

"Why sleep when I could be sucking cock?" The Fox sighed heavily. "Besides, when I don't sleep... the dreams don't come."

There was a long silence, punctuated by the Cat moving crates around. Before long, the chipper voice of the Fox was back.

"Anywhoozle-doozle! The point is, we all said yes. Yes all around. So many delicious furs on board. And who knows how many times they can be sucked off a day? I know the captain seems to have a never-ending supply."

"You've noticed that, too? I just had him cum on me, just now. He got my ass, my back, my face, just about everything. I think he just uses this ship as an excuse to keep us all within reach."

"Oh, he just did that? Can I lick your face?"

"WHY?"

"I dunno, I just feel like it's a double kiss. Mm."

"Hey, I didn't say yes! I feel like a damned nun compared to you! Get out of here, already."

"Wait, don't kick me out," the Fox whined in a high-pitched voice. "Promise you'll yiff me again soon, okay? Nobody else lets you yiff them, right? So you've gotta come to me."

"Alright, Tyler, alright. Just come down here whenever you want and you could-"

"Oo! If I was sucking someone off, you could totally do me at the same time. Oh my stars I'm drooling. Would you ever do that?"

"It would fun to hear what you sound like."

"Oooo, you're so naughty! Okay, okay okay okay. It's really happening. I'll be back sometime."

There was a sound of bouncing pawsteps, and then all was silent for a while among the store room.

I took the opportunity to try to find some water. The barrels were always being re-stacked, sometimes in square arrangements, sometimes in triangles, sometimes in circles of seven. They were hard to distinguish from each other, but I made due. This time, I opened a barrel of grog by accident.

It was dangerous to steal it, but if they already suspected somebody of stealing... I had never tried anything alcoholic before, finding the feeling on my tongue too strong.

My nose still scrunched up at the taste, trying to escape the smell. But as I drank the first cup, it started to fill my empty stomach with warmth. The second cup was easier, but after I drank it, the ship seemed to rock harder, as if we hit rough seas.

I giggled slightly as I drank the third cup in nearly one swallow. The hot liquid was churning in my guts, and my paws started to fall in the wrong place when I walked.

The Fox handed me another cup, and I drank it. I hiccoughed slightly before I realized what had happened.

"What are you doing here?"

"I never asked you what I wanted to ask. It's time to answer!"

I felt like I was going to vomit. I really thought that the mad Fox was going to go about his business without remembering me at all. But now he was back, and seemed serious as the grave as he handed me another cup. I had started to lose track of how many I had as I sipped it nervously.

"Do you like sucking cock?

I giggled as I nodded. "Yeah, sure. The boarding school I had been enrolled in was all boys, and it was hard to control myself sometimes." I giggled again. "Why am I telling you this?"

The Fox handed me another cup. "You're too young to have drank before, aren't you? Hey, do you want to fuck me?" He started to wag his fluffy red tail. "No, wait. Let me see something." I fell onto the ground as he de-pantsed me boldly. "Yup, looks like his. I bet you could get Elliot to suck you off if you wanted! Or I guess you could wait with me and I could teach you on someone if you're not confident?"

He sat, looking at my rapidly stiffening prick and licking his lips. I was dazed by his rapid speech, but incredibly hot at the thought of messing around with the strong older furs on the ship. My head swam as I tried to sort out my options.

NEXT CHOICE: Who will have a scene with the young Wolf stowaway, Andrew?

A: The crazy Fox? (Andrew tops for Tyler)

B: The Cat, through the glory hole? (Receives from Elliot)

C: Stay with Tyler to learn at the glory hole? (Mystery meat)

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