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Entry 28

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

*Next Scene

1) Zeke’s escape, Stallion’s pursuit – 5

2) Naughty times back at the Pyramid Hotel – 0

3) The Villain Scene – 0

4) What’s going on in the rest of the universe? – 6 – winner by one

5) The fate of the captives in Jabba’s Palace – 0

6) Erotic scenes in Castlevania – 2

7) What we learn from the Fulgore unit – 0

*Casino City

1) Scooby Doo and his girls – 2

(72% chance of success, best 2 of 3 rolls)

2) Leatherhead and the Baroness – 7 – the winner

3) Zeno and the local slavegirls – 0

4) Flamedramon and Wargreymon’s digital investigations – 0

(58% chance of success, best 2 of 3 rolls)

5) The fate of the captives – 4

*Castlevania

1) Face us, Dracula! – 5

(60% chance of success, three successes or three failures)

2) Gigginox attack! – 0

3) Zerg rush! – 6 – just barely

4) Erotic scenes in Castlevania – 1

5) The Third Option – 0

Additional Requests/Votes

Characters (5 votes for new character additions):

Breath of Fire 4 characters (list those you want to see) – 2

-Cray

-Scias

-Ursula

Blood Pack (http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Blood\_Pack) – 5 – will become villains

Bubsy the Bocat (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bubsy) – 1

Clockwerk (http://slycooper.wikia.com/wiki/Clockwerk) – 2

Comet the Super Horse (will include Supergirl scene) – 5 – Supergirl and Comet will appear

Duke, Captain N’s Dog – 1

Easter Bunny (male or female?) – 1

Foxy Roxy (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Brutal:\_Paws\_of\_Fury) – 3

Fuli (http://lionking.wikia.com/wiki/Fuli) – 7 – will appear

Gardevoir (Pokemon) – 2

Gazelle (and her tigers - http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Gazelle) – 2

Jasiri (Lion Guard) – 9 – will appear

Jazz Jackrabbit (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jazz\_Jackrabbit) – 1

Jenny Wakeman (http://teenagerobot.wikia.com/wiki/Jenny\_Wakeman/XJ-9) – 4

Kion (Lion Guard) – 9 – will appear

Kimahri Ronso (Final Fantasy X) – 2

Lopunny (Pokemon) – 2

Marco Ubaldo Diaz (http://starvstheforcesofevil.wikia.com/wiki/Marco\_Diaz) – 1

Medicham (Pokemon) – 2

Nanaki/Red XIII (Final Fantasy VII) – 3

Nathan Graves (http://castlevania.wikia.com/wiki/Nathan\_Graves) – 2

Neyla (http://slycooper.wikia.com/wiki/Neyla) – 2

Panne and Yarne (http://fireemblem.wikia.com/wiki/Panne and

http://fireemblem.wikia.com/wiki/Yarne) – 5 – set for appearance

Papyrus (Undertale) – 2

Peter, Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail Rabbit (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter\_Rabbit) – 1

Ratchet & Clank (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ratchet\_%26\_Clank – also Captain Quark) – 3

The Rescuers (Bianca and Bernard) – 1

Salarians (http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Salarian) – 6 – they’ll be a presence

Shanoa (http://castlevania.wikia.com/wiki/Shanoa) – 2

Star Butterfly (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Star\_Butterfly) – 2

Teemo (http://leagueoflegends.wikia.com/wiki/Teemo/Background) – 3

Zoo Crew (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain\_Carrot\_and\_His\_Amazing\_Zoo\_Crew!) – 2

Characters Pending Appearance

Alphys (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Alphys)

Anna Puma and Uni Puma (http://www.absoluteanime.com/tank\_police/sisters.htm)

Articuno (mythic encounter, Pokemon)

Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale)

Bonnie & Clyde (http://liloandstitch.wikia.com/wiki/Bonnie\_%26\_Clyde)

Casey Jones (TMNT, original flavor)

Cha Cha and Kayamba (Monster Hunter)

Dante (Devil May Cry)

Deadpool (Marvel)

Disgaea characters

-Almaz von Almandine Adamant

-Etna

-Flonne

-Laharl

-Sapphire Rodonite

-Sicily

Doggo (Undertale)

Draco (Dragonheart)

Drakengard dragons (make any desired suggestions for additions)

-Angelus

-Gabriella

-Legna

-Mikhail/Michael

Elemental and Elder Dragons (Etrian Odyssey, mythic encounter)

Goris the Deathclaw (Fallout)

HK-47 (Star Wars KOTOR)

Judy Hopps (Disney)

Knyght (Monster Hunter…sort of - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PZPlyxbmzE&feature=youtu.be)

Kogenta (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Kogenta)

Krogans

Lucario (Pokemon)

Naga the White Serpent (http://kanzaka.wikia.com/wiki/Naga\_the\_Serpent)

Natsuki and Batanen (Hyper Police)

Nick Wilde (Disney)

Po (Kung-Fu Panda)

Pokemon additions (please make suggestions, will be non-anthro unless requested otherwise)

-Charizard

-Eevee

-Eeveelutions (all)

-Ivysaur

-Jigglypuff

-Pichu

-Pikachu

-Squirtle

Raiden (Mortal Kombat, mythic encounter)

Sangheili (aka Elites, HALO, will also appear as villains)

sans (Undertale)

Shelly (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Shelly)

The Six Dragons (Chrono Cross)

Squirrel Girl (Marvel)

StarFox Team, Partial (list characters you want to see when you vote):

-Bill Gray

-Falco Lombardi

-Fara Phoenix

-Fay Spaniel

-Katt Monroe

-Miyu Lynx

Tail Concerto Characters

-Alicia

-Beluga Damiens (http://redthehunter.wikia.com/wiki/B%C3%A9luga\_Damiens)

-Cyan

-Flare

-Princess Theria

-Stair

-Waffle

Turians (Mass Effect)

Undyne (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Undyne)

Ursa (Gummi Bears)

Villager (Animal Crossing, Smash Bros.)

Scenes (7 votes for most to happen):

The Next Villain Scene (10 votes to take place) – 11 – now slated for occurrence

Master Tigress/Okami pairing – 5

Boss, the charr engineer, becomes a voyeur with Riva, the asari comm specialist – 2

Krystal starts training someone in her mental arts (Kim Possible suggested) – 5

C-3PO vs. Mettaton deathmatch – 5

Tails/Krystal – 7 – on the docket

Carmelita/Rocket – 6

Pleasure Island casino, a place for transformations – 4

Zerg led by the Queen of Blades/Kerrigan – 5

Shere Khan turns a human girl into a furry (Baroness suggested) – 14 – this will take place

Princess Luna communicates with the other groups via dreams – 3

Events at the Last Stop (since we delayed) – 2

Fox Kim Possible/Bunny Raven – 5

Updated Kaa (at least some of the time) – 5

Godzilla meets Superpuma (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JIRG8qELuXk) – 1

Sly Cooper/Robin Hood/Carmelita Montoya Fox (Mirage addition likely) – 5

Katt (Breath of Fire 2)/Leomon/Rei/Rajah (not necessarily all at once) – 2

Kim Possible/Katt – 4

Kim Possible gets in touch with family & friends – 1

Mirage’s slow turn to good – 9 – will take place, permanently (or until a counter-vote occurs)

Comet the Superhorse, corrupted – 2

Stallion gets male-ified again (eventually) – 7 – he’ll get his jimmies back eventually

Jon Talbain/Felicia – 1

Katt/Felicia – 1

Human/Canine orgy – 1

Pending Scenes

Mythological Encounter

Master Tigress demands a rematch with Jon Talbain

Cheshirespace and Coyote (Mythic encounter) – ongoing

Jon Talbain/Bambi

Zeke/Jon Talbain/Amaterasu wolfsome

Angela develops a bondage fetish

Master Tigress/Renamon interaction (futanari Renamon suggested)

Asriel/Toriel cleansing scene (incest very likely)

Apple family “reunion”

Daphne and Velma become weredogs (Scooby Snatches)

Taking crew measurements on the ship

Wolf Linkle (Rule 63 Link)

Carmelita/Rocket/Sly Raccoon Sandwich

Gigginox attack (http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/Gigginox)

What’s going on in the rest of the universe?

More Sam and Max silliness

Zeno/Leatherhead

Tails and Bambi dressed as girls

Tails/Stallion (mixed with crossdressing)

Genderswap Stallion

Cure Kim Possible of lycanthropy (Shego encounter first)

Author Notes

Present tally of all significant party changes:

Angela the gargoyle – pregnant by Red Arremer

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Caroline - pregnant by kzin

Chocolat Gelato – pregnant by Dag the coyote

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Daisy\_%28anime%29 - pregnant by pig cop

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Johanna - pregnant by kzin

Kim Possible – pregnant by hyenas, now a blue-furred, red-haired werefox, using silver bullets

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Lily\_%28Kanto%29 - pregnant by pig cop

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Violet - pregnant by pig cop

Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley – pregnant by Scooby Doo

Okami Amaterasu – pregnant by Coyote, the trickster god; has four pups on the way

Krystal – pregnant by Stallion

Midna – pregnant by Wolf Link

UFC Entry 28

“Good boy, Comet.”

Patting the silver-white stallion’s nose, Supergirl graced her steed with an angelic smile, before she turned and walked toward the airlock of the space fortress. As soon as her eyes weren’t on him any longer, Comet the Superhorse let his equine eyes stray to follow the curves only barely concealed by that far too tight red miniskirt. Feeling a familiar pressure building between his hind legs, Comet averted his eyes with an effort of will. After all, he was a horse, and Kara…well…she wasn’t.

It simply wasn’t proper.

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comet\_%28DC\_Comics%29

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supergirl\_%28Kara\_Zor-El%29]

Maybe it was because of the lack of rest. Recently, it seemed as though the whole universe were in an uproar. The Toad Armada had become active once more, and had started out from their usual haunts in Aniverse territory to terrorize much of the galaxy on the borders. The Space Pirates were even more active than usual, and besides Ridley and Mother Brain, they seemed to have been joined by numerous additional forces, including the kzin/kilrathi alliance, the Thugs-4-Less mercenary company, and the Blood Pack, to say nothing of the batarians and former Covenant that had also taken to space piracy. Even former small-timers like Don Karnage had suddenly acquired resources and manpower they’d previously never dreamed of having at their disposal, turning them into seriously credible threats. Additionally, all over, there were reports of dimensional rifts forming, letting their hellish inhabitants spill out into normal space, which meant the minions of such notables as Diablo, and the fiends of Doomhell alike had made their presence quite painfully obvious in numerous star systems.

With so much chaos tearing up the universe, its heroes were kept constantly busy. The Sailor Scouts were some of the most active defenders of humanspace, but they hardly kept themselves limited to human territory any longer. Neither did heroes like Spider-Woman, or Starfire, or She-Ra, and they had joined forces with such unlikely allies as the fleet of S.P.A.C.E., the Loonatics Unleashed, the Dinosaucers, the Silverhawks, the Space Rangers, the goddess Princess Celestia, and countless others. All the same, even with so many forces of law and order active to quell the tide of fury and chaos running rampant through the cosmos, the battle seemed to be a holding action, neither side able to really strike a decisive blow. The villains, because the heroes they faced were often far too powerful for them to overcome in a head-on confrontation. The heroes, because they never knew when the villains would strike next.

What troubled Comet most of all were the reports of casualties. The report that stood out most to Comet right then, however, was She-Ra’s recent disappearance. She’d been investigating this very space fortress, from which a variety of strange and disturbing signals had been coming, when her own signals had suddenly been cut off. For Comet, this was very important indeed, because one of his best friends was with She-Ra at the time: her mount, Swift Wind.

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/She-Ra

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swift\_Wind]

Such a notable champion of justice couldn’t simply vanish without reprisals, and so Wonder Woman herself had taken notice and sped on her way, taking with her the younger heroines, Supergirl, Batgirl, and Stargirl as backup. Comet, as a super-powered horse, had acted as their transportation, since few sensors were really equipped to pick up an equine capable of space travel.

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder\_Woman

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Courtney\_Whitmore

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbara\_Gordon]

Now if only those hot heroines hadn’t wiggled so much on his back!

Shuffling on the surface of the forbidding space fortress into which Supergirl and the others had entered, having no more idea of what awaited them than they did themselves, Comet wished he wasn’t just a horse, and could have gone with them. But he was just transportation, a four-legged, hay-eating spaceship, not a real part of the team. So outside he stayed, to wait patiently for their return.

Ears tilting, Comet started at the sound of a heavy clanking on the metal of the space fortress’ hull, audible in the minimal atmosphere surrounding the artificial planetoid. Turning, his eyes widened as he saw who it was walking toward him: Swift Wind! On two legs!

“Hello, Comet,” said the winged unicorn with a gentle smile on his handsome face, clearly visible beneath the barding that covered his head. “It’s been a while.”

“Swift Wind!” exclaimed Comet, frisking a little in joy at seeing his friend safe, even if he was rather oddly-shaped now. “You’re alive! When the signals from She-Ra’s comm went down, I thought…”

“It’s all right, Comet,” said Swift Wind, stepping closer, one large, powerful hand stroking Comet’s side soothingly. “I’m all right. Better than all right, actually. And She-Ra…well,” he smiled, and Comet couldn’t conceal the frown that smile brought to his face. “She’s safe. That much I can promise you. Safe and…not happy, I suppose, not yet. But she will be very soon.”

“What are you talking about, Swifty?” Comet continued, giving his head a slight shake to indicate his confusion. “Did something happen to you while you were out here? And how did you end up being able to walk on two legs?” He almost added “Like I used to,” but restrained himself in time.

“Nothing bad, Comet,” Swift Wind said soothingly, those wonderful-feeling hands working into Comet’s neck and barrel, and heading steadily toward his flanks. “Actually, I’ve never felt better in my entire life. We met Shadow Weaver, Hordak’s witch, and Evil-Lyn. They…well, they showed me there were better things in the universe than just serving as a hay-burning helicopter. They showed me some appreciation I’d never even known I’d been missing. And Shadow Weaver showed me just how good it could be to have this new body.”

As he said this, he stroked one hand down his broad, rippling chest and taut, well-defined stomach, all the way to his thewed thighs. At this point, Comet realized that Swift Wind was mostly naked, save for the barding covering his upper chest, head, and back. Of course, back when Swift Wind had been a quadruped like himself, this hadn’t really mattered: of course he’d been mostly naked. But now…now there was something different. Blushing furiously, Comet turned away.

“What’s wrong, Comet?” asked Swift Wind, genuine concern for his friend in his voice. “Don’t you like my new body?”

“It’s great, Swifty,” Comet assured his friend quickly, before swallowing nervously. “I just never realized…well…how little you’ve been wearing all this time.”

“Look who’s talking,” scoffed the muscular stallion. “Your girl, Supergirl, doesn’t even bother putting a saddle on you most of the time. You haven’t even got a bit and bridle!” He grinned, and playfully sneaked a hand beneath Comet’s loin, and the snowy white stallion tensed, expecting…something, but Swift Wind only stroked his underbelly gently, right along that spot that always made the other stallion get all shaky in his knees, like hitting a dog’s “thump button.” “Face it, Comet: you’re naked.”

“But…but…” stammered Comet, blood rushing to his cheeks and…other places. “I don’t feel naked!”

“Did you think you’d feel more naked on two legs?” asked Swift Wind, even as both his hands moved to Comet’s back, one to his shoulders, the other to the base of his tail. “Trust me, it feels really natural. Really right.” Then he winked. “The ladies seem to think so, too.”

“L-ladies?”

“You’re so cute when you blush,” chuckled the muscular winged male as he bent and kissed Comet’s forehead, making the poor super-stallion blush uncontrollably, his legs, fore and hind, crossing in his confusion over his feelings. “Yeah, ladies. Like She-Ra, for instance. She’s all mine now. You know no normal female could handle our sperm, Comet. It’s just how we’re built now. But a filly like She-Ra…or one like your Supergirl…”

“But…but I’m a horse!” exclaimed Comet, dancing back and away from Swift Wind, shaking his head in the throes of his confusion. “She’s…well, you know. There’s no way…”

“Sure there is,” Swift Wind pressed the point, taking another step toward Comet, making sure the other stallion got a very clear view of the sheath already swelling between his legs. “You can feel what you need, Comet. It’s part of your instincts. You need a filly. Great Sorceress, after so long, you probably need at least a dozen! And there’s at least three fillies just inside there,” he indicated the entryway the four heroines had taken, “that fit the bill just about right. And all you have to do to claim them for your very own,” he held out one large, strong hand, “is take my hand.”

*

Grogginess was what Leatherhead expected when his eyes snapped open. Surprisingly, he actually felt…well, really good, to be honest. Like he’d had a nice, long, refreshing nap. Looking down his naked green-scaled body, he couldn’t help but notice that his “little friend” down there seemed to be feeling the same way, resting semifirm against his washboard belly.

His eyes lifting at a slight noise from the bathroom of the luxurious apartment bedroom, Leatherhead gulped as he saw raven-haired Anastasia walking out of the bathroom, still clad in her skintight black leather costume, and still just as smoking sexy as before. She was holding a dildo as black as her outfit in one hand, casually, as though she’d been considering its use to pass the time until she noticed Leatherhead was up…and in more than one sense of the word.

Stepping closer to the bed, Leatherhead could see Anastasia’s eyebrows go up – way up – and she held the dildo up to eye it speculatively.

“That’s not a knife,” he heard her say with a soft chuckle, before tossing the faux-phallus casually onto a nearby chair. “That’s a knife.”

[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WWl8EbNN8NM]

Shivering as he felt those soft, gloved hands stroking down his chest, then trailing along his exposed, defenseless belly, Leatherhead tried to get up, to do…he wasn’t really sure, actually, only to discover he couldn’t: his wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts!

“Anastasia,” said the bound alligator, swallowing nervously. “Why’m I all tied up?”

“Silly boy,” giggled the black-clad woman as she stepped away from the bed, posing before him at its foot, making the ache between his legs just grow that much more significant. “You’re not one of my direct enemies, at least not yet, but you’re not an ally either. Leaving you able to move until we sorted out where we stand seemed unwise to me. Wouldn’t you agree?” She eyed him with a teasing smirk on her Cupid’s bow lips. “Though I think I can see quite clearly where you stand.”

“This…this isn’t funny, Anastasia,” Leatherhead continued as he struggled briefly, only to realize that not only were the straps holding him quite sturdy, so was the bed – very sturdy. “Look, I know how some gels are into some really kinky stuff, but I’m not so sure…”

“This isn’t a date, my beautiful man,” the Baroness laughed mockingly, slowly pulling off one of her gloves, then slapping it lightly across Leatherhead’s cheek. “This is an interrogation.”

Before the spread-eagled alligator could do more than open his mouth slightly, the Baroness had slapped him across the other cheek with her other glove, letting it join the first on the floor. For some reason, the sight of her delicate, naked hands was strangely enticing to Leatherhead, especially against the backdrop of so much leatherclad flesh hidden from view. His eyes rose, and he blushed as he realized the woman was watching him watching her, and turned away.

“Don’t be ashamed of it,” she cooed sweetly, reaching out to caress his lower jaw, before leaning in to kiss his broad, bare chest. “You like looking at me, don’t you?” She waited until he nodded shyly, her smile growing wider. “Then I take it as a compliment. Mmm, and would you like to see more?” She giggled as Leatherhead’s eyes widened, and again as he nodded enthusiastically. “Well, since this is an interrogation, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt. After all, you’ll be revealing everything to me as well.”

Extending one long, supple leg, the Baroness slid smoothly onto the bed, straddling Leatherhead’s waist. Her hands extended, and she stroked them down his bare chest, and despite the thickness of his belly scutes, the bound gator couldn’t hold back a soft whimper as she raked her exquisitely-manicured nails against his scaly hide.

“That’s right, my big, strong man,” whispered the Baroness, kissing her way down the trails she’d left with her nails. “You’re helpless now. I can do anything to you that I please. Or with you.”

Deft hands reaching to her sides, Leatherhead realized that the form-fitting front of her costume, with its bright red snake’s head, was actually a ceramic plate, lightweight advanced body armor that wouldn’t hinder mobility, while still rendering its wearer at the height of fashion. As the breastplate came off, Leatherhead found himself very pleased indeed to discover that the twin mounds the armor had covered were everything the breastplate had advertised…and more.

“You like?” the Baroness asked, caressing her breasts through the buttoned leather suit that still managed to contain her generous assets. As she leaned back, all the better to keep herself over Leatherhead’s eager eyes, however, her own eyes widened behind her round glasses, and she glanced back at what had prodded her leatherclad backside, a light flush coming to her pale cheeks at what she saw. “Never mind.”

Lifting herself a little higher, the Baroness settled down, resting her tight-stretched cameltoe down right on top of the offending member – though it might as well have been a limb! – that had touched her before. Now Leatherhead couldn’t hold himself back from whimpering, his significant muscles straining, veins standing out as he fought – all in vain! – against the bonds holding him fast. Taking full advantage of her captive’s helplessness, the Baroness slowly ground herself forward and back, feeling the heavy, throbbing hardness between her legs, completely at her mercy, just like its owner.

“Still not talking?” she asked Leatherhead, who blinked up at her in confusion; after all, she hadn’t asked him any questions. “As I thought: a tough nut to crack.”

She squeezed her inner thighs together just a little more firmly, and gave a startled ‘eep!’ as the gator beneath her bucker his hips, giving a soft bellow of frustration. She took this reaction in stride, however, lifting herself with her captive, just barely enough to keep from giving him that little bit of extra stimulation that might have sent him over the edge.

“Perhaps it would help if I shared a little bit of intelligence with you first. Then you’d feel obligated to tell me everything I want to know. Deal?” She smiled at Leatherhead’s dazed expression, the only real response he could give her right then, then continued her soliloquy. “I work for a special organization. An organization of what most would call villains. And I do love my work, so very, very much. Let me show you why.” She turned, lifting herself just enough to rotate all the way around, until her leatherclad rump was facing toward Leatherhead, still slowly grinding back and forth against his painfully-hard protuberance. “Miss O’Hara! You can leave the dinner for later. Right now, I have someone I’d like you to meet.”

Leatherhead heard the clattering of a few dishes, and then the door to the bedroom opened, and a gorgeous, flame-tressed lady stepped into the room, wearing nothing but a woefully short apron over her sculpted, flawless figure, and a slender red leather collar around her neck.

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scarlett\_%28G.I.\_Joe%29]

As soon as the redhead got close enough to the bed, giving the bound gator a tantalizing view of supple flank and shapely breast from the side, the Baroness reached out, catching hold of the other woman’s waist, pulling her close as she turned to the side. Right before Leatherhead’s bulging eyes, the two women kissed deeply, passionately, their tongues wrestling as their breasts, still concealed by leather or cloth, squeezed firmly together. And the tighter they pressed, the more eagerly they kissed, the more tightly they squeezed Leatherhead’s aching erection between their tight-pressed pubic bones.

“You see,” the Baroness said softly, her skilled hands untying the back of the apron, while the redhead happily unbuttoned and then started to unzip the front of the black-haired beauty’s outfit, “my current employers have paid me very well indeed.” As she let the strings of the apron fall freely, the apron itself now starting to bunch up in front, showing steadily more and more of the redhead’s flawless cleavage, the Baroness lightly caressed the other woman’s neck, where her collar was plainly visible. “This gives me control over her. But she’s no mindless slave, oh no. It makes her want to serve me, and more than that, it lets me control her body…in all the best ways. Let me demonstrate.”

Taking the redhead’s eager hands, not seeming to care that her creamy cleavage was right on the verge of spilling free of her unzipped costume, the Baroness fixed her eyes on the collar. Soon, the simple band of leather started to throb and then to glow, and then, suddenly, to pulse. As soon as the light began to blaze, the redheaded woman cried out wildly, then fell forward, across Leatherhead’s chest, leaving a slick trail of wetness as she stroked and ground her gorgeous near-naked body against his.

“You see?” the Baroness continued smugly as she slipped the loop of the apron over the other girl’s head, then tossed the garment to the floor with casual disregard. “And this is only a part of the true purpose behind my employers’ slaving activities. They intend to claim many fine beauties – strong souls, they call them – and handsome young men as well, all as part of a grand ritual. I don’t know the full purpose of the ritual, and truthfully, I don’t really care.”

As she spoke, the Baroness knelt to the side of Leatherhead, letting the fire-haired woman continue to grind against him while she slowly peeled her leather garment from her smooth, pale-skinned body, gradually revealing all of her flawlessly-sculpted flesh.

“All I am here to do, in exchange for my payment in flesh, is to investigate the loyalty of our suppliers here on War World. Jabba was our primary dealer, but unfortunately for him, he is corrupt, keeping the choicest morsels for himself, and pocketing the profits on most of the rest. Shortly, I will be handling Jabba…permanently. Afterward,” she continued, kicking off her boots, the last vestiges of her clothes, before straddling Leatherhead’s chest, lifting the other woman so that their now-naked breasts squeezed together once more, nipples dueling while Anastasia’s taut bum wriggled just a tongue’s length away from Leatherhead’s muzzle, “I fully intend to sample some of the wares Jabba was keeping from us, and perhaps pick out one or two of the very finest for my personal use, like lovely Scarlett here.” She glanced over her shoulder at the straining gator, giving him a sultry smile. “As for you, I’m going to use Scarlett to pump you for information. While she works the last of your resistance from your body, I will see what I can do to…loosen your tongue.” She chuckled wickedly, while lifting herself up, even as Scarlett did the same, reaching down to grip Leatherhead’s heavily-leaking organ, holding it upright as she positioned herself over it. “After all, neither I nor Scarlett are on any sort of birth control – there just aren’t any such pills to be had on this accursed planet – and I quite dislike the impersonal feel of condoms…mmm,” she bit her lower lip as Leatherhead’s maw parted, his tongue extending to lash with desperate energy across her gushing girl-smooth gash. “Ooh yes, right there! So I think it wise to use someone…expendable to fully and properly pump you of the last drops of your intelligence.”

Barely able to see scarlet-haired Scarlett just beyond the Baroness’ booty, all the same he could feel it when her damp folds pressed against his proudly-erect penis, parting slightly as she held herself there, her ribbed tummy tight as she squatted above his hips, and felt her copious juices flowing down his hard shaft. Then, at a nod from the Baroness, she pressed her hands against the gator’s stomach…and squeeeezed herself down, nice and slow, moaning loudly as she sank, inch by throbbing inch, until her smooth, muscle-rounded bottom was resting on his inner thighs.

“Yes!” the Baroness cried out as Scarlett rolled her hips, the raw pleasure coursing through Leatherhead making his tongue thrust upward, deep into the dark lady’s innermost reaches. “Oh yessss!”

Pinching her broad, swollen nipples, the Baroness shuddered in her first orgasm of the evening. Scarlett seemed to feed off the erotic energy of her mistress, and started to pant like a dog in heat as she rode the big gator’s cock, bouncing herself now, rocking his cock like there wouldn’t be a tomorrow. Neither woman wanted to hold anything back, and soon their bouncing breasts were forced into stillness as they leaned forward, meeting in the middle with another eager, desperate kiss, both of them trembling, smooth bodies bathed in a sheen of sweat in the dim light of the bedside lamp.

For Leatherhead, this was the last straw, though by no means the last of his energy for the night. Crying out loudly into Anastasia’s quim, the very vibrations of his bellow enough to send her careening over the edge of another orgasm, Leatherhead couldn’t hold himself back, and didn’t even try as his body arched upward, almost bending double. His shaft twitched, his glans throbbed, and then he was flooding the clenching inner walls of Scarlett’s cunny with a healthy, potent load of gatorsperm.

Even as he started to fall back to the bed, Leatherhead knew he wouldn’t be allowed to rest. Not until these sexy wildcats had milked him of every last drop. Eyes rolling back into his head, Leatherhead let his tongue keep working, while the Baroness balanced herself on his lower jaw, just barely above his sharp teeth, and Scarlett kept riding him, good and hard and fast, never giving his member a chance to cool down. He knew, somehow, that when they were through with him, the Baroness was right: he’d tell her everything, and wouldn’t hold anything back. No more than he’d hold anything back now. But that wouldn’t be for a good while yet, not when these two hotties were just getting warmed up.

It was going to be a looong night.

*

“I’m not sure this is the best time to split the party,” said Hunter, rubbing the back of his head, and feeling a great deal less self-conscious after Kim Possible’s crew had brought him and the other Road Rovers their form-fitting silver armor back. “After all, we’re about to meet the worst of the worst, the baddest of the bad. That’s what I’ve heard about Dracula, anyway.”

“What I tell him, he means,” Exile stated smugly from where he was leaning against the wall of the chamber now being used to house the many prisoners the party had taken after their last battle. “And I am not liking it either. I am especially not liking the thought of leaving weird boy with pretty girls. Not even with all of us here to watch him.”

“I’ve made my decision,” Morrigan stated, cutting off the retort Blitz had been about to make to Exile’s words. “I’m a sex demon, but I’m no fool. We’ve got too many noncombatants here, and we can’t risk them in case…well,” she rolled her shoulders in her version of a shrug, though it was more than enough to make all four of the Road Rovers – including Colleen, standing near the far wall – start to drool, “there’s no guarantee we’ll win this fight. Besides, with so many people, we’d be more likely to get in each others’ way. Much better to divide and conquer. Now,” she turned as she stood in the doorway, looking back at the rest of her companions…and her friends, as she was already starting to think of some of them. “Do we all know what we’re doing?”

“I and my sister take the lead here,” said Sophitia, stepping forward, sword and shield in hand, flanked by her sister, Cassandra, and also by the two kunoichi, Taki and Natsu, her apprentice. “We gather these prisoners, and get them ready to be transported back to your ship. The Road Rovers will be there to assist us, so we’re not overwhelmed in case of any attempts to escape. Taki and Natsu will know what to watch for with those treacherous ninja women, so they won’t be able to get away until we know they’re not corrupted.”

Taki arched an eyebrow at Sophitia’s words, and Natsu looked as though she was about to have an outburst, until the older kunoichi touched her apprentice’s shoulder, calming the girl.

“Amelia, of course,” Sophitia continued, not noticing the troubles her words had caused, “will stay with us, to show us the way back to the ship when we’re ready.”

“All I need are those coordinates you gave me,” Amelia reported with a snappy salute…which, honestly, just made her look more adorable than usual as she stood there in flight jacket, scarf, and goggles. “I can find my way anywhere as long as I’ve got directions.”

“I, on the other hand,” Toriel chimed in, “will be taking everyone else going back to the ship.” She smiled over her shoulder at the Cutie Mark Crusaders, standing near the three ponies that had recently been uncorrupted, and also at her own son, Asriel, standing just far enough away that the young teens weren’t able to see inside the room where the scantily-clad prisoners were being kept (much to Asriel’s annoyance, and the four fillies’ endless curiosity). “Including the lovely lupine princesses and their attendants, and dear Belle and her Beast besides. Kovu, Kiara, Angela, and Brooklyn will be showing us the way back. I don’t believe we’ll need them as guardians,” she added, smiling modestly, “but I suppose it wouldn’t be wise to take chances, would it?”

There were other reasons for sending back the gargoyles and the lions, of course, though those reasons weren’t stated openly. The most explicit reason, of course, was simply that they’d endured quite enough as prisoners of Dracula’s minions, and didn’t know themselves what they’d do when confronted with the enemy once again. Brooklyn, especially, was suspect, but none of them really knew how deep the corruption they’d endured ran into their hearts. Until they could be properly and thoroughly cleansed, then, it was deemed quietly by the entire group that they should head back to the ship, where they’d be less likely to endanger anyone.

“And that leaves the rest of us,” Morrigan stated, looking back at her companions and friends. The woren, the dragonkin boys, and the two human thieves, some of whom were reluctant, but none of whom wanted to leave their friends who were eager to help…or to pass up the opportunity to plunder Castlevania’s legendary riches; the three wolves and wolfkin, and Midna, Link’s rider and companion; the two digimon; the heroic foxes; the enthusiastic woren girl and the more dignified black cat pirate; and Kim Possible as well, because she wouldn’t quit until she’d had her revenge on the monster who’d masterminded all her prior sufferings. Eighteen members of the team intended to face and overcome the prince of darkness himself, the son of the dragon: Dracula.

Would they be enough? Morrigan didn’t know. But what she did know was that they wouldn’t leave until they’d tried.

“Incidentally,” Morrigan said, as casual as could be, as she glanced over toward the Road Rovers, “if you find it necessary, I don’t object if you decide to take some time to thoroughly cleanse some of the prisoners. I’m sure they’d see things in a better light if you did.”

Morrigan noticed the look she got from the pink-haired woman with one arm and one eye, and her eyebrows went up, then she looked back at Hunter.

“Except for that one,” she amended, before returning her attention to the group as a whole. “We all have our jobs. Now let’s go and do them well. Everyone…good luck.”

Turning, feeling the pulsing, powerful life essences of her seventeen companions, some stronger, some weaker, some staying closer to her, like Leomon and Black Wargreymon, others drifting further away, like the thieves that had ended up in this mess more-or-less by chance. All of them a single unit, however, and all of them under her command.

She prayed to whatever deity might be listening that she didn’t fail them.

-

I-No looked over her own forces, doing her best to ignore the sounds coming from the chamber beyond, where her present master laired. Unlike Demitri Maximoff, Dracula wasn’t so picky about what sort of maiden he spent time enjoying, so long as their blood was sweet. Considering that he had three human girls, one human male, and two very lovely furgirls at his disposal right then, it was probably just as well that the prince of darkness was so catholic in his tastes. As opposed to Catholic, I-No added in her head, smirking at the pun, not caring that to say it would have quite upset the ancient evil who wore the present name and shape of Dracula.

Or was he wearing another shape, one more monstrous? Personally, I-No liked that shape, a lot. She’d even had the chance to bang the old guy in it once. If she didn’t make it through the fight she knew was coming, her only regret was that she didn’t get to bang him a second time, preferably with some of those hotties he had in his private larder as a garnish for the main course of fun.

Jerking her attention to more serious matters, the red-garbed witch looked up, toward the brim of her hat.

“They’re all in position,” said the hat, knowing her thoughts without having to be told. It was, after all, right next to where they originated. “That cute white vixen’s off in the shadows somewhere. In the rafters is the demon, Firebrand. They’re under control, at least for now, but I think they both bear watching, especially Firebrand: he’s been fighting his mind blocks pretty hard recently. Dark Queen Elsa’s just over there, and so’s the blue pony-thing…Trixie Lulamoon, that’s it. She’s got some really hot spells she dragged out of that even hotter purple pony-thing the boss is getting ready to bang, and I think she’ll stay loyal as long as there’s the chance she gets to make it with that purple one.” The hat giggled – it was not a pleasant sound. “Yeah, she’s got it bad for that purple one, all right, something between hero worship, bitter rivalry, and repressed lust. She’ll stay in line, of that I’m sure.”

[http://capcom.wikia.com/wiki/Firebrand]

“Monsters and demons and worse at my beck and call,” sighed I-No, “and I’m forced to rely on four minions that would as soon turn on me as look at me,” and then she smirked wickedly, “if only they could. Still, some of those ‘measures’ I left down below should at least slow them up. All right, you losers, bring it on! Let’s see what you’ve got to…”

There wasn’t any sound as the first impact struck the nearby snowscape, only light. I-No felt the shock of that first impact, and turned to look. If she hadn’t been who she was, the flash would have left her blinded. As it was, many of her lesser minions fell to the ground, clawing at eyes left seared and useless. Her four heavyweights, however, had taken cover, or had stayed in it, Trixie having thrown herself over Elsa to ensure the less savvy queen didn’t turn at the wrong time.

Then the shockwave hit. Though Castlevania looked flimsy, perched as it was and twisted this way and that in its tumultuous construction, it was actually astonishingly sturdy, held together by the most powerful dark magic. All the same, the tremors shook the entire structure from its foundation stones right up to the pinnacle where Dracula himself resided in opulent, decadent splendor. No, I-No corrected her thoughts: the whole rest of Castlevania could come tumbling down, and the place where Dracula stayed wouldn’t even wiggle slightly, not with its lord and master in residence with all his dark powers.

Peering out the window with supernatural sight, I-No scowled at what she saw emerging from the vast semi-shaped meteor that had made planetfall far too close to the castle for comfort. Rolling her eyes, she turned away from the window and faced her troops.

“Okay, change of plans,” she declared. “The losers downstairs get second billing. The bugs on their way get the top spot. Now somebody go and activate those Fulgore units! And get the prototype online, too!” She began kicking at mishappen beasts, getting them into motion with raw fury alone. “Move it! We’re on a deadline here!”

Choices

A few general votes:

Should Leatherhead’s genitals be humanlike or like a real alligator?

Should Anastasia [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anastasia\_%281997\_film%29] be placed on the chopping block list? Y/N (no means she won’t be automatic fodder for a Villain Scene, but may appear elsewhere)

Does Comet give into Swift Wind’s temptations? Y/N

(Will make the challenge to follow harder; will also lead to super-stallion yaoi)

Is Wile E. Coyote involved? Y/N

(Will very much make the following challenge harder)

How do our heroines approach their assault on Hordak’s space fortress?

a) Through the front door

(60% chance of success, 4 successes or 3 failures)

b) By stealthy methods/the ventilation shafts

(65% chance of success, 4 successes or 2 failures)

c) Let’s fall back to the surface for now, and call for more assistance

(65% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

*

What would you like to see next?

1) Scooby Doo and his girls

(72% chance of success, best 2 of 3 rolls)

2) Zeno and the local slavegirls

3) What Bre’r Fox and his crew are doing to their prisoners (a Villain Scene)

4) Flamedramon and Wargreymon’s digital investigations

(58% chance of success, best 2 of 3 rolls)

5) The fate of the captives

*

Where do we want the lens of our story to fall next?

I) What Dracula’s doing in his chamber, and with whom

II) Morrigan’s team joins forces with I-No’s team to battle the zerg rush

(70% chance of success, 5 successes or 3 failures, with risk of doublecrosses)

III) Morrigan works with her team only

(60% chance of success, 3 successes or failures, but no risk of doublecrosses)

IV) The Road Rovers “cleanse” their smooth-skinned captives…and companions

V) On the road back home with Toriel and company

(60% chance of success, best two out of three)