{"sf1_id":745216,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Jackal Unshackled","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":4370,"posted_at":"2014-08-17T01:45:00.000Z","tags":["Anubis","Cock adjustment","Feline","Human","M/F","Ocelot","Vaginal","ancient","bastet","egypt","sex","size difference"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/745216-the-jackal-unshackled","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/745216","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=745216\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#35 of Robbin Red\n\nOk folks. This is the long awaited continuation of the Robbin Red series, with our friend Jon-Tom Merriweather, the Spellsinger. If you'll recall, he got thrown through time back to ancient Egypt, where we find our hero befuddled and bemused.","content":"            Jon-Tom, now firmly entrenched in\nhis role as Anubis, realized that he had created two solar collectors while\npreparing to assist with the fortification of the wall at the Greendowns. If\nhis magic allowed those items to self charge, then why couldn't he pull that power\nfrom them as he needed? The answer was that he could. So that solved one\nproblem.\nHe got thinking of Excalibur. He\nhad put his power into it, only at that time his power was limited. Now it\nwasn't; not in the same way. If he could collect enough power, he might find a\nway for them to go back home. But if he did go, what would become of the girl?\nShe was too young by his standards.\nTrue, he was bringing this up only because he was back on his home planet. But\nin a day and age when most of the population didn't live nearly as long as they\ndid in his day, her age was moot. She was old enough to be fertile and she was\nfrom the royal lineage. Marriages had occurred at more tender years than hers.\nSo did he, as a god, marry her and\ngive her a high rank in her own lands, or would he take her with him back to\nthe other? He smiled knowingly. Sybeele would have a fit. Still, he knew he had\nto allow his conscience to be his guide. Until he actually found a way home,\nany conjecture along this line was pointless.\nLanana would have proved a fine\npartner for the duration here, but now, yet again, he was entangled in the\naffairs of someone he should never have even met. He rubbed his head for the\npain his thoughts were giving him. Here he was again, thrown into the past,\nliving in an age thousands of years before his own birth. \nThe worst part was, he found\nhimself sorely tempted by the offer. He had gotten a glimpse of that browned\nbody. She was a perfect model for the lithe figures that he remembered from his\nhistory classes, painted on the walls of tombs. He had noticed how every female\nhere was slim, with perfect breasts (either visible through their light cotton\ncovering or openly exposed) and he found himself growing horny. \nIf all he cared about was sex, then\nhe had found nirvana. But he knew very well that there was no mention of any\ngods coming down to Egypt in physical form. That would have shown up quite\ndistinctly in the old texts. Whatever he did here had to be within set\nparameters or else he would risk creating a paradox. Sybeele's role in the\nworld had been minor, and only after his involvement with her had he found how\nthat role had changed. He would never know if what had happened had created a\nchange in the time line or was an integral part of it.\nAs a god, he found he liked it\nhere. This was a busy place, a lot busier than he would ever imagined from\nreading about it in books and seeing photos of the ruins. There was something\ngoing on everywhere he looked, even outside the city. It was days before he was\nbe able to visit this building site. The king was quite pleased with it, though\nhe had to admit that he had bitten off more than he could chew. It was a\nconstruction project of immense proportions.\nSo for now, the major dilemma was\nthe matter of the marriage. He would take some time to think on it. And while\nshe seemed to think of the upcoming bedding as a great thing, Jon-Tom was\nrather more prosaic about it. He had a lot of commitments still hanging in\nplace, yet from this perspective, even if the world those commitments were in\nwas unbelievably far across the cosmos, they were still commitments. He hardly\nwanted to tackle another. \nAfter a few weeks of putting things\noff, he decided to have a conference with Lanana and Khepri. The latter had\nbeen held content in his forced exile with the feasting he was enjoying in the\nmortuary. He sucked the dead bodies dry, leaving a withered husk over bones.\nJon-Tom was glad had had acquiesced to restricting his diet to the deceased, as\nwith the building project, there were many fatal accidents.\nThe beetle soon had a following of\nadherents, looking to find ways of duplicating his method for, as they saw it,\npreserving the bodies. His help had saved them a lot of work in trying to get\nthem buried before the heat made them putrefy and stink. Being a wizard, he\nknew a lot about chemicals, and was soon experimenting with combinations to\ngive the humans to use after he was gone. \nLanana still had eyes for Jon-Tom,\nbut had politely bowed out of the way with the introduction of the little human\ngirl. The ocelot found her to be smart and pretty; for a human. He was of\ncourse presently superior to her in looks with his handsome jackal head. In the\nsimple skirt of white linen and holding one of the golden staffs, he made quite\nthe striking figure. Better, she thought, than in his favored black leather pants\nand purple cape. \nHe had dropped those due to the\nheat, but he placed them in an ornate wooden chest for safe keeping. Of course,\nno one would have the audacity to steal from a god, but still, there was no\npoint in taking any chances. \nShe wore something of the same,\nreveling in the freedom of having her breasts exposed. Walking down the streets\nbrought her nothing but stares of wonderment, from men and woman alike. In the\ncompany of him, they were lavished with bows and supplication. She could get\nused to this!\nBut back to the meeting. Jon-Tom\nsat down with them for a serious discussion. \"I'd like to think that our\npresence here was pre-ordained. So far, nothing we have done will have any\nnegative effect on history, leastwise as I know it. A lot of information from\ntimes like this gets lost or damaged. Therefore, while there may be mention of\nus in some papyrus or another, the likelihood of them surviving to my day is\nslim. Certainly, I've never heard of anything like this coming to light. \"\nKhepri, being well fed, was amiable\nto the point of being complacent. \"I wish to go home human, though I do not\ncare how that happens. I would be a liar to say I care what happens to your\nworld, but I have found myself developing a strange liking for your kind. On my\nworld, any warmlander would kill me before speaking to me, whereas these humans\ntreat me as if I were a god.\"\n\"To them, we are gods.\" It was\nLanana. \"Even I, who have little power of my own, can feel it in their minds as\nI walk among them. It wouldn't matter if we had no power whatsoever; they would\ndo our every bidding. We could rule them without a fight.\"\nJon-Tom was getting worried. While\nthe ocelot was good at heart, the thought of having such power had corrupted\nbetter folks than her. \"We could. We will not. We must find some way of getting\nhome.\"\nKhepri shrugged, as much as a\nbeetle could move its shoulders. \"I'm in no rush. I find it entertaining to\ngive simple chemistry lessons to these beings. Food is plentiful, and I have\nnot felt so free of worry since I was a grub. Do not misunderstand me; I wish\nto go home, but I am content to stay here until you figure out a way of getting\nus back.\"\n\"Me get us back? It's not that\nsimple. It was a combination of your spell and the temporal tear I seem to be\npart of that has stranded us here.\"\n\"You have been through time\nbefore?\"\nJon-Tom sighed. This would take a\nlot of explaining. He was almost tempted to do a mind-to-mind transfer of the\ninformation, but thought the better of it. Who knows what else might download\ninto the beetle's head that might cause problems later one.\n\"I have been sent back in time\nthree times. Two of those brought me back to my own world. The travel was\nsupposed to have been only to your time from mine, but the first try threw me\nback to the right time, only to my world. The second was in dealing with\nanother wizard. Again, I went back to my own world. This is the third, and the\nfarthest stretch of time yet.\"\n\"So how did you get back before?\"\n\"By the power of a real goddess.\"\nThe beetle made little noises that\nmeant he was unhappy with that thought. \"If what you say is true, then how will\nshe find us? How did she find you before?\"\n\"By luck mostly, I think. Since she\nhas no idea I snuck away, nor that I was involved in a battle on the\nGreendowns, nor what my form was when all this happened, it may be a good long while\nbefore we're rescued.\"\nKehpri sighed, a strange sound as\nit came from his spiracles. \"Then we are doomed to stay here until we die. I\nwould think, oh master of time and magic, that our presence here would disrupt\nyour history a great deal.\"\n\"Yes, yes it would.\"\n\"Then I cannot believe I am saying\nthis, but perhaps you should transform myself and this other creature to being\nhuman.\"\n\"Your idea has merit, but at the\nmoment, everyone here accepts us as we are. I think leaving our forms alone is\nthe best bet. I have a weak plan for dealing with this contingency, but it's a\nlittle soon to be worrying about it. And speaking of power, how is yours\nholding out?\"\nThe beetle was non-committal. \"I do\nnot use it. so I do not really know. And yours?\"\nJon-Tom held up the wands. \"I came\nequipped with batteries.\"\nThe term meant nothing to the\nbeetle. Batteries weren't something he knew of, though a quick explanation of\nthe chemistry involved intrigued him. \"Hmmm. I might be able to come up with a\nweak substitute here with the technology they have. A clay shell, a stick of\ncarbon, some copper and some vinegar might do the trick.\"\nJon-Tom nodded and let him head\nback of to his underground lair. Whatever batteries he might devise would have\nnothing compared to the charge his magically created ones could produce. Of\ncourse, they had a different intended purpose when they were created, which couldn't\npossibly have any use here.\nLanana came up to him, her eyes\nhalf lidded, and sat on his lap. \"So Jon-Tom, what have you decided about the\ngirl?\"\nHe sighed. \"Nothing. I don't feel\nit's right to drag here away from here, nor do I think it's right to marry her\nand stay. I have no idea what adding my sperm to the gene pool would do. I\nwould think it would have some sort of backlash.\"\nShe purred in his ear. \"Good. While\nyou decide, you can tend to the needs of your fellow goddess.\"\nHe chuckled and pulled her in for a\nkiss. \"Only because we're away from home will I allow to you still seduce me.\nMy wives are presently spread across time and space, so not likely to voice and\ndissent.\"\nShe bit him playfully on the ear.\n\"Wives? They are lucky females, these wives of yours. How many do you think\nstill lay claim to you?\"\nHe made a face. \"All of them. To\nthem, it may end up being like I was gone no time at all. I have to make sure I\ndon't ever forget them, or I'm sure there will be hell to pay.\"\n\"Hmmmm. You're an interesting male.\nOf course, I knew that a while ago, but you have led an incredible life. I can\nsee why you catch so many eyes. It has nothing to do with your human looks,\nwhich are less than adequate.\" She paused to let her jibe sink in. \"It has\neverything to do with your nature. You are a good man Jon-Tom.\"\n\"Thanks. I don't always feel it,\nbut I try to do my best.\"\n\"Your best suits me just fine. Now,\nshall you show me how good you can be, or do I need to beg?\"\nHe stood and took her paw. \"No need\nto beg. I've a need or two myself that's requires attention. Your quarters?\"\nShe smiled. \"I believe that will be\nfine. You haven't even seen them yet, have you?\"\nIn truth, he had been staying away\nuntil he got his mind straight. It wasn't straight by any means, but he was\nfeeling better about the possible outcomes. \"No I haven't. It's high time you\nshow me how they have been treating their little kitty goddess.\"  \nShe made a half joking meow and\nfell in step. The guards along the way did everything in their power to ignore\nthe couple, but with her flipping her tail along their crotches, they couldn't\nhelp but look.\nInside her room, it was the wonder\nof the ages. The king had provided her with everything he thought she needed, right\ndown to her own group of servants. Jon-Tom had dismissed the idea for any for\nhimself. The little ocelot was getting the royal treatment while it lasted. The\nfact was, she was hardly the needy type, and often sat in engaged conversation\nwith her waiting ladies. Once they got over the awe of her presence, they fell\ninto comfortable chatter with her, filling her in on palace details and daily\nlife outside of the palace. \nHe figured she would send them away\nonce they entered, but she glanced at him with a sly smile. \"Let them stay.\nShow them how gods make love!\"\nShe dropped her skirt to the floor,\nwhere a young girl dashed forward to grab it. He was hardly shy, though nothing\nclose to being an exhibitionist. Really, what harm could it do? He dropped his\ngarment and proceeded to fully impress the staff by enlarging his cock to a\nsize unseen in these parts. The ocelot giggled, knowing full well that he was\njust showing off. He was a \"god\" after all, and from what she had gathered, he\nhad used this method to deter too much attention in that area a few times in\nthe past. Looking at it was one thing, but not a single one of these female\nwanted to tackle something that now belonged on a horse.\nShe whispered to him. \"Have your\nfun. But if you try sticking that in me I'll claw your eyes out, god or no\ngod!\"\nHe tried to look serious. \"A lot of\ngood that would do you. I would heal right back up again.\"\nShe let an audible sigh escape her\nlips. \"There is nothing I can hold over you, is there?\"\n\"No, not really. As if I would\nforce myself on you anyway. I thought we would impress the staff by making it\nlook like you could handle something that enormous. I'll just reduce it as I\npush in.\"\nShe giggled. \"You're a bad boy,\nJon-Tom. But I like the way you think.\"\nShe had a wonderfully carved bed, not\nthe type you might think of in modern terms, but the nicest thing this land had\nto offer. It was a linen bag filled with the feathers of hundreds of geese, set\non top of cypress planks, supported by a carved and gilt frame.\nThe two looked as regal as two gods\ncould look. And sure enough, the Egyptian women and girls were murmuring\namongst themselves. Apparently they had never considered the sexual aspects of\ntheir god Anubis before. In the old times that was the purpose of the great god\nMin.\nLanana lay back on the bed and gave\nhim her best come hither look. She was stripped naked except for a gold collar,\ngiving her a most fetching Egyptian goddess look. He was still in his partially\nhuman, partially jackal form. He had on nothing, and would have made an excellent\nmodel for the stone masons when depicting their great god. \nHe climbed onto the bed with her,\nwilling it to hold their combined weight. He had always been tall, but he found\nit astonishing how much smaller his ancient human counterparts were. Even the\nking was barely over five feet, two inches tall. Jon-Tom, if you will recall,\nwas over six feet tall.\nThe boards creaked but held. Lanana\nsmiled at his trepidation. \"I threatened to claw your eyes out and you worry\nabout the bed breaking?\"\n\"I am trying to be a proper guest\nhere. I don't want to break their nice things!\"\n\"I think that if you did, they\nwould display it in the public square and say, look! The gods broke this bed!\"\nShe stifled a grin.\n\"You might be right, Shall we see\nif that's the case?\"\n\"Definitely!\"\nShe spread her legs wide and\ngripped the sheets. His cock was hard and ready, and still the size of a\nhorses. He pressed it against her and pushed, at the same time reducing its\nsize so that she could handle it. To the human servants surrounding the couple,\nit looked like she was taking a third her body length in cock. In truth, he was\nfitting inside perfectly. Of course, just to be funny, he made sure it was a\nnice, tight fit.\nShe gave him a look that spoke\nvolumes. Still, she added a few words. \"Don't get carried away my wonderful\nhuman. I might like to try out a local or two, and I know they aren't as well\nequipped as you are!\"\nHe raised his eyebrows but said\nnothing. After all, she was free to do as she pleased. He did wonder, however,\nwho she might have set her eyes upon. He had been too busy with his own\nproblems to see what else was going on.\nShe was as divine as any goddess,\nand as sensual a partner in ways he knew had no equal on this world right now.\nHesmetep was a nice girl, cute and well endowed for her age, but he wasn't sure\nhe wanted to partake of fruit from that tree. Sybeele had been a youngster when\nhe had first taken her virginity, and he wasn't sure that this little brown\nskinned beauty should meet the same fate. It hardly mattered if it was\nsomething she wanted or not.\nHe might not have a choice, but he\nwas going to prolong it as long as he could. Besides, his needs were easily\nfilled by his friend Lanana. He did his best to push the one out of his head,\nas he pushed his head into the other.\nShe was a wonderful creature, this\nlittle ocelot. He wondered if their chance encounter had a deeper meaning, or\nif this had already happened in his timeline, thus providing a basis for the\narea's religious beliefs. It was so hard to tell.\nShe read his mind and hushed him. \"What\nwill be will be, and what has happened, has happened. I believe that you over\nthink things. Enjoy yourself. If the girl wants you, let her have you. Would you\ndeny your newest wife the joys of your company?\"\n\"Yes I would, if I thought it would\nbe the better choice.\"\nShe shut him up by kissing him. \"Fine.\nWhatever human. I hope you have no such qualms about me. I want what you've got\nand I want it now, without talk and without thought!\"\nHe sighed and complied. There were\ntimes when he nearly strangled his mind with all of the thinking he did. He\nconcentrated on what he was doing, and to alleviate some of the bother caused\nby his mental processes, pushed a little of his power to please into her,\nmaking her gasp.\n\"No cheating!\" she said\nreluctantly. \"I want you to work at it!\"\nHe took her admonishment to heart. He\nwas already deep inside her, large enough in circumference to stretch her delicate\ntissues to their max. He pulled out, mentally elongating as he did to impress\nthe locals. A few made gestures of protection, and a few others instinctively\nput their hands to their crotches. One of the girls fainted dead away.\nLanana clawed at the covers, her\nneck arched back, her ears flat against her head. He smiled and pushed back in\nuntil the added length was halted in its progress. Now he had a good four or\nfive inches sticking out. He made a note of not pushing it too far and left his\nlength where it was. It would be good for tickling her cervix. A little flare\nto its tip and he was all set.\nHe pulled back until the newly enlarged\nhead hit her opening, where it promptly stuck. She opened one eye. \"You had\nbetter leave me in one piece! I don't care if you can heal me afterwards.\"\nHe leaned down a kissed her nose. \"Now\nwho's thinking too much!\"\nShe bit his nose.\nAll the while the servants were staring\ntotally spellbound. It was one thing to watch or participate with another\nhuman, but this was totally off the scale. Many of the females were in complete\nawe of both of the gods in their presence. They kept shifting position, trying inconspicuously\nto watch the intimate act between their supposed deities. Jon-Tom was purposely\nputting on a show for them. \n He grabbed her legs and thrust them forward,\nnot so much for any need for a particular position, but because it allowed the\nothers in the room a better view. It soon captured their attention and their\nimagination as they watched his extraordinarily long cock moving in and out,\nsinking impossibly deep. They had no idea it was merely an elaborate trick of\nmagic, because to them, magic was something new and foreign. To them, it was\nthe fantastic power of the gods.\nHe thought that it might have the\nside benefit, if such information made it to Hesmetep, to deter her from\ntackling him in the future. He was sure the little princess was well acquainted\nwith the horses in the royal stable. It was impossible not to have seen a horse\ncock, and to then imagine such a thing penetrating her most private parts.\nHopefully, it might scare her enough to dissuade her.\nThe ocelot had no such misgivings.\nThen again, they had already been through a lot together. Jon-Tom reveled in\nher supple body, and her sinuous form was a delight to take as his own. And\nright now, he was in so snugly that with each push and pull, he could feel the\nridge of her pelvic bone pressing against his cock.\nEach move made her squeak, and her\nsharp nails were tearing at the white linen. Soon, stray white down escaped in\nlittle puffs as he launched into a series of hammering plunges. On occasion he\nwould pull back, drawing her body down towards the base of the bed before\nresuming his normal thrusts. This pulled her down and away from the head board,\nallowing him to get a little wilder without giving her a concussion. \nLanana's throat began emitting a\nseries of sounds, starting with those squeaks, and rising to groans before\nhitting something akin to a muffled yell. She hit her vocal stride when her\norgasm hit, sending her into a paroxysm of fits, shaking her body and the bed\nthey were on like it was in the throes of an earthquake. She clamped down on\nthe intrusion inside her with demonic force. In the back of her mind, that\nlittle portion that was still working, she hoped he would drop his size to\nsomething more reasonable.\nHe didn't. Right now, her cunt\nwalls had contracted until they fit like an undersized condom. He let her\nscream off her pleasure for as long as she needed. When she started on the\ndownside of rapture, he resumed his plowing, sending her through the roof once\nmore.\n\"Stop!\" She cried, vainly clawing\nat him. \"I can't take it anymore!\"\nHe leaned down and whispered to\nher. \"Really? You keep carrying on like this and you're going to scare the natives!!\"\nHe grabbed the headboard and used\nhis arms as well as his legs in working her over. The servants were biting\ntheir knuckles, or cowering behinds curtains as he continued to drive into her\nbody. She had said no cheating, but he pushed in a little extra boost into her\nbody, sending pins and needles throughout her nervous system. It was enough to temporarily\nsilence her cries.\nHe felt that familiar rise in his\nbody, the one that foretold of the flood soon to burst its banks. With a small\nfemale like the ocelot, he might have held part of it back, but since he wanted\nto make an impression, he let it loose in full. Lanana's belly soon bulged from\nthe load he delivered, and when he finally pulled out of her, his cum spilled\nout in a wave and soaked the bed.\nHe leaned down and kissed her\nsoundly before rising and standing. He smiled at a few of the ladies in the room,\neach who fled to the farthest corners. He felt satisfied in more ways than one,\nnot the least being that he was likely to be left alone from now on. If only\nHesmetep would get the idea and forego her claim to him as a bedmate. \nHe doubted she would, but a man\ncould hope. At this point, all he really wanted to do was go home. It wasn't\nthat he didn't enjoy his time living in his own history; it was just that, amazingly,\nhe found that to him, home was his adopted world, not this one. And he missed\nit more than he ever thought he could do."}