{"sf1_id":801427,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Archie Temple and the Lost Tomb of Selcatnet","author":"AllisonTowers","words":2221,"posted_at":"2014-12-30T01:13:00.000Z","tags":["Adventure","Archie","Cat","Clone","Fox","Inflation","M/M","Masturbation","Oviposition","Selcatnet","Short Story","Temple","Tentacles","fap","green","tabby","tomb"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/801427-archie-temple-and-the-lost-tomb-of-selcatnet","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/801427","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=801427\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"I finally did it! I finally found a fetish that doesn't fit on my stories' thumbnails!\nAnyway, this is the story of brave adventurer Archie Temple getting a little more than he bargained for. Twice. This is intended to be the first in a series!\n\u003c3","content":" The chirps and chitters of the jungle wildlife\nwere a gentle but beautiful orchestration, only broken by the sharp pop of the\nchampagne cork and riotous cheers all round. In front of the glowing campfire\nwas Dr Archie Temple, adventuring fox extraordinaire. Surrounding him were a\nparty of guides and survivalists, as well as his faithful feline companion\nJames, a tabby who accompanied Archie on all his adventures.\n \"Everybody shall remember this day as the\nday when Dr Temple discovered the Lost Tomb!\" Archie cried, raising a\nglass. Everyone cheered and guzzled their drinks as the light festivities went\non into the night. Soon enough, Archie and James were sat aside from the group\non a log.\n \"So, the Lost Tomb of Selcatnet. Another\ngreat success for Archie Temple!\" said James, smiling widely. The façade\nof the ruins themselves loomed overhead behind them, some part of it always in\nview and reminding them that they had yet to explore the mysteries within.\n \"I try not to give myself too much\ncredit. History will remember the Lost Tomb, not Dr Temple,\" he said\nsolemnly.\n \"Give yourself a break, Archie. People\nwill remember you.\" Archie noticed something strange in James' eyes in\nthat moment. \"I'll remember you. How could I not remember such\na...handsome face?\"\n The cat's fingers reached out and tenderly ran\nthemselves up Archie's leg. Archie couldn't get out any words, only gasps.\nJames had always been a rock, the straight man in their duo. Could it be\npossible that - in a very different way - he wasn't a straight man at all?\nArchie himself had been curious about his own sexuality for quite some time,\nbut he'd never even considered the possibility that James could be that way\ninclined.\n \"James, I...are you...?\" Archie's\nhands quivered as he was shushed by James and the champagne glass fell and\nclinked to the ground from the surprise of what happened next. The meeting of\ntheir lips seemed to stop the turn of the Earth. The clamour of the rest of the\nparty seemed a million miles away. All that Archie could hear was his own\nracing heartbeat slowing to match James' pulse in his lips. The slow and\nsensual movement of their lips calmed Archie so much and felt so...right...that\nhe almost forgot where he was.\n Archie leapt up and over the log, panting and\nblinking away the flashbulb memories of the kiss. \"Well James, I think we\nought to...uhm, maybe we should...you know, explore the tomb?\"\n James swallowed, seemingly embarrassed by his\nforwardness. \"This late at night, doctor?\"\n \"Yes, I think we ought to get in there as\nsoon as possible.\" Archie couldn't help himself. \"I think I would\nenjoy the...privacy.\"\n James bit his lip and got up to follow. The\ndarkness of the ruins enveloped the pair as they headed inside, trudging across\nthe damp stone floors. Soon they found themselves bathed in the unearthly glow\nof green flames, coming from braziers on the walls. This temple had been lost\nfor hundreds of years, yet the flames burned happily as if they were just\nlit...\n Archie was too nervous to turn around. He only\nstopped when James sped up and grabbed his shoulder, pushing him against the\nwall.\n \"I didn't always feel like this,\"\nJames said quietly, his fingers tracing down Archie's toned torso.\n\"There's just something about you...over time, this job became something\nmore than a job to me.\" \n Archie didn't protest as James' paws explored\nlower territories, gripping at the bulge that was pronounced by the tight\nadventuring khakis.\n \"James, i-is this such a good idea?\"\nArchie gasped, knees shaking.\n \"Just let it happen and then I'll let you\ndecide for yourself.\" James' fingers deftly unzipped Archie's trousers and\nwent fishing inside, soon finding their mark in the form of the flesh rising\nfrom the fox's sheath.\n Archie let his eyes fall closed and his member\nrise into James' paw, the heat of his fingers squeezing around the shaft making\nhim squirm. It pumped up and down, an urgent pace that made Archie's hips tense\nand roll. Their lips met again, the contact of their bodies almost transferring\nfeelings as well as shocks of excitement. Waves of tingles radiated through\nArchie's body, building up in his loin, empowered by James' lustful rubbing.\nThe cat grinned when he felt the drips of precum slipping down his fingers,\nknowing that his forwardness wasn't a bad thing at all. Archie was surprised be\nthe new sensation of a tongue rolling over his own and he wasted no time in\nsetting his own tongue to work. He had little experience with such passionate\nsmooching, but it seemed to make James pump his paw even harder, fist slapping\nagainst knot on each down-stroke. Suddenly Archie was shocked with an\nincredible bolt of pleasure like electricity coursing through his veins and as\nhot as the seed that blasted from his cockhead. He broke his lips away from\nJames' and howled to the ceiling, panting and nearly losing control of his legs\nas the cat peeled his fingers off the slippery length.\n \"James, that was...\" Archie started,\nalmost unable to speak.\n \"Such a good idea,\" James giggled.\n\"You've made a mess of my coat, you naughty adventurer. I'll have to fetch\nmy handkerchief, would you excuse me?\"\n James left Archie to sink down the wall to the\nfloor, still lost in the haze of the afterglow.\n The temple was bathed in deathly silence.\nArchie was soon able to rise to his feet and store away his used tackle. After\nall that, he might as well clear his mind with some adventuring. Not much\nfurther into the temple was a huge set of stone doors, which seem to have been\nclosed for centuries apart from the huge gap at one side where the rock was eroded\naway. Archie found just enough room here to squeeze through, finding himself in\na huge circular chamber where the green glow hung heavy in the air like mist.\nIn the centre was a raised platform with a stone throne atop it, surrounded by\na pond of green-ish gooey water. Archie made his way slowly up the thin\nstaircase to the throne in the centre, reading the ancient runes scribed upon\nit.\n'May any who sit\nupon my throne unleash my curse upon the world.'\n Archie was no stranger to curses and the amazing\nproperty they all shared - they were totally fake. He sat himself down on the\ndusty stone of the throne, taking himself back in time mentally and imagining\nwhat it must have felt like to be in charge in these spiritually fuelled times.\nHe'd certainly have asked for a more comfortable seat. There were bumps\npressing into his back that felt somehow unnatural, almost like they were\nmoving...\n Archie squealed as he felt his torso being\nsqueezed by some kind of bonds, pulling him firmly back into the seat. Looking\ndown he saw many thick tentacle-like things, coloured just the same as the mist\nand the goo below. Two more wrapped themselves tight around his wrists and\nankles and he saw they were indeed tentacles, binding him to the throne. Two\ntentacles were rising from the goo on either side of him, each one thicker than\nhis bonds and tipped by a bulging, throbbing appendage. The left one was the\nfirst to approach, the decidedly phallic tip poking at either side of his neck\nand hovering in front of his face menacingly. He let his lips part for a moment\nto whimper and it pounced. He gagged as the tentacle forced its way into his\nthroat, his neck bulging out noticeably as it slithered down into his\noesophagus. As it stopped moving, apparently now in position, he felt air\nreturned to his lungs somehow. He was too bewildered to question anything right\nnow and there was some kind of light tingling inside his throat like he'd never\nfelt before. It felt...nice.\n The tentacles tugged him up off the throne\nwith remarkable strength, the thinner ones ripping and tearing his clothes away\nand leaving him naked except for tatters held in place by his bonds. The wrist\ntentacles were keeping his arms far out of the way unable to squirm and the\nankle bonds were pulling themselves apart, the other big tentacle\napproaching...Archie realised what he was in for and starting writhing as much\nas he could, but he found that his muscles were aching with little movement to\nshow for it. He was trapped in the grasp of the tentacles and panicking...and\nthe tentacles reacted. The tentacle that was lodged deep in his throat started\nto bulge from the water, a bump travelling up the length until his pressed to\nhis lips and squeezed them further open, forcing its way down and stretching\nhis throat even more. He felt a pop and a warm sensation as whatever it was\ndropped from the end of the tentacle inside him...and suddenly he was at peace.\nHis muscles relaxed so much he forgot he had them at all and he moaned out loud\naround the tentacle as a tidal wave of pleasure washed over him. It warmed\nevery limb and settled in his crotch, his cock rising up and throbbing once\nmore. Suddenly all he could think about what the great pleasure these tentacles\nwere giving him and he wanted to lay there and take everything they had to\noffer. \n A tentacle rose from under the chair - it\nwasn't like the others, this one was topped with a more female appendage. It\nsank down over his shaft and knot, squeezing tight like a second skin and\npulsing softly in time with his heartbeat. It felt so good, like James' paw\nmultiplied a thousand times. He hardly noticed that the other big male tentacle\nwas pressing itself up under his tail, preparing to make its entrance. It did\nso slowly, apparently confident that Archie wouldn't put up a resistance.\nArchie had never felt that kind of sensation before and he groaned as the thick\ntentacle stretched him more than an anal virgin should be stretched. It made\nhis lower stomach bulge and this bump travelled up his body as it wormed its way\nthrough Archie's insides and settled deep in his belly. It wasn't long before\nhe felt a pumping from there too as the tentacle injected something inside him.\nIt filled his stomach and didn't stop there and Archie could only watch as his\nabdomen grew and grew. It was uncomfortable at first, but the feeling of\nfullness and the warmth from his new gooey filling was extraordinary. It made\nArchie's cock shoot off its seed already, apparently satisfying the female\ntentacle as it retracted.\n He heard a voice talking in his head.\n\"Biological sequence accepted...please accept my blessing, chosen\none.\" \n There was something huge travelling up the\ntentacle filling his rear. It was bigger than the one that went in his mouth\nand judging from the lack of throbbing, it was solid. He screamed into the\ntentacle as it forced its way into him, not taking no for an answer. It stung\nmore than anything he'd felt before, but once past the thickest point it popped\ninside with a wet shlick sound. It felt like it was tearing up his insides as\nit was pressed through by some otherworldy peristalsis, wrenching its way into\nhis stomach and settling like a heavy dinner in his stomach. The tentacle left\nhis tailhole with another lewd pop, leaving his hole gaping and dripping the\nooze. The mouth tentacle soon left him too and he panted as he was once again\nable to draw his own breaths. \n He thought his ordeal was over, but whatever\nthe tentacles had impregnated in his now balloon-like belly wasn't finished\nyet. He felt it pushing up his throat like a tentacle from within, snaking its\nway out of his mouth and landing down in front of the throne. His belly got\nsmaller and smaller as more and more of the substance forcibly left his body\nand he coughed as the last sliver found the exit. It formed into a ball of goo\nin front of the throne and soon started to grow upwards, taking humanoid form.\nArchie gasped as he realised what was happening - the goo was taking the shape\nof his own body. The green colour subsided and now in front of him was a perfect\nclone of his body, apart from sickly green eyes.\n \"And lo, I was reborn,\" it said,\nadmiring its new form. \"I am Selcatnet and you have unleashed my\ncurse.\"\n \"What do you want?\" Archie growled,\nstill indignant about the way the old king had insisted on reincarnating\nhimself.\n \"My only aim is to consume. I shall\ndevour the world and absorb all of its energy. I will own the known universe\nonce again.\" There was silence for a while. \"I can see into your\nmemories, little thing. Maybe I'll start with your friend James.\"\n Selcatnet left bearing a devious grin and evil\nfrown. The tentacles holding Archie down were just as strong as when they first\nappeared and there was nothing he could do but watch as the old king left with\nhis body.\n It was about this time that Archie started to\nreconsider his choice of career."}