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Chapter Eleven

I was in a dark chamber, surrounded by machetes and whips. I looked down and saw that I was locked in place on a dirty concrete wall, shackles placed around my arms and legs to prevent me from escaping. Where was I? I looked down and saw my penis erect and standing in attention. "Mmm, hello penis." I said, smiling down, but gasped as I saw that blades were connected to it. "What the hell is this? Why do I have blades surrounding my penis?" I began to hyperventilate. "Please, let me go free." I winced, as I had a feeling what was going to happen.

I saw three figures, all dressed in black robes, their faces covered with hoods, keeping their identity a secret. "You are not allowed to have a penis, dear one," one figure, a wolf, said to me. I could tell it was a wolf because of the wolf paws. "You are a homosexual, and therefore, you should have your penis removed before you do damage to society."

I gulped. "Penis...removal? YOU'RE GOING TO CUT OFF MY PENIS?!" I yelped, struggling to break free from my shackles, but it was no use.

"Commence removal of the penis, and make it bloody!" another figure, a fox, ordered. I gulped, softly crying, as I was about to begin my new life without a penis. Fuck that, I'll be dead when my penis is cut off!

I begged and pleaded to the three, for mercy, as they all surrounded my penis. The hooded fox, supposedly the leader, picked up a sharp knife, and cut off my cock tip. I yelped as a sharp pain shot against my body. To top that, my penis began bleeding. The other figures followed suit as they pulled a lever, activating the other blades, as they sliced off my penis whole, into bits, causing me to bleed severely.

With what was left of my penis on the ground, I roared in pain as the hooded fox then whacked and sliced off my balls. I then blacked out from loss of blood, and the three hooded, robed figures touched my body to feel for a pulse, but didn't find any. I succumbed to my injuries, and in front of them, was a Dalmatian corpse.

"Wake up... Wake up..." came familiar voices, and I felt someone shake me awake. I yelped in fear, and fluttered my eyes open, and though my vision was hazy, I immediately could tell that Argyle and Nova were with me. I wasn't in my apartment anymore. No, I was in a strange room. But, where was I?

"Wha...Where am I?" I asked nasally, groaning, and stretching my body. I was lying on a hospital bed.

"Shadow," Argyle began to speak, but paused as he swallowed some of his saliva that was building up in his mouth. "You're in the hospital. I don't know if you remember this, but Mrs. MacDonald punched you point-blank in your nose, hard." he said to me.

"You're banged up a bit from the force of the blow, and doctors said it was just a broken nose." Nova added, smiling warmly to me.

That explained the bandage on my nose. I then remembered the nightmare I had, and immediately removed the bed covers. I sighed of relief, seeing that I still had my penis and sac. More importantly, I had morning wood, every male fur's hopes and dreams to have.

"Any particular reason why you're looking at your penis Shadow?" Nova asked, his face flushing, him being bashful to my exposed cock. I knew Nova liked my cock, I just love how he blushes when he looks at it.

"Ah, that's good. I still have my penis and balls." I smiled down at my junk. That nightmare-inducing dream really did a toll on me. I found that my fur was damp, which meant that I've been sweating.

Nova turned around, looking at Argyle; he cocked his head in confusion. "Argyle, go check out Shadow. I think something is wrong with him." he said, pointing the tuxedo cat to me.

Argyle nodded and examined me. He found out that I've been sweating, mumbling in my sleep, and heard me hyperventilate in my sleep. He understood clearly what was going on.

"You've had one horrific nightmare imaginable Shadow," Argyle clearly told me, and that made me feel a lot better. Thank goodness it was just a dream, thank goodness there weren't any hooded figures, thank goodness I still had my penis and balls. "I think you'll be okay Shadow. The doctors even told Nova and me that you'll be able to check out out of here today."

I wrote the exact dream I had in a not-too-big black book, my dream journal. I write every dream I ever had in here. Some of my dreams range from fantasy to gory. Mostly, for some reason, the majority dreams I have, are gory. Why me? "I remember exactly what happened. I was in this torture chamber, where three hooded figures chopped off my penis and balls, leaving me to bleed to death." I said to Nova and Argyle, shivering some, and placing my dream journal down on the hospital bed.

"Man, the dreams you have Shadow, make me wonder if you had a dark past." Nova admitted. I understood what Nova was talking about, but I don't have any recollection of memories that tells of a dark past surrounding me. Maybe one happened when I was a young pup, and since I was so very young, I couldn't remember it since my brain was developing back then?

"Thank you for reciting that, but I don't remember anything bad happening to me back in my younger years. Then again, everything that happened before I was five, is very fuzzy." I replied to Nova. "But yeah, some of my dreams I have are very demented. Maybe, just maybe, I could use these dreams to write me my first horror novel, or novella." A grin then appeared on my face. "I could make it adult themed, too."

After I checked out from the hospital, everyone stared at me and my bandaged nose. I knew if I try to speak, I'd sound like if somebody was pinching my nose shut, or stuff two bell peppers up my nose. Either way, I'll sound nasally.

Getting into Argyle's car (Argyle drove Nova to the hospital to visit me), I remembered the moment when Geraldine whooped my ass. I hope she got apprehended by police because of it, for this one thing that should NEVER go unpunished! I leaned toward Argyle and said, "Argyle, we need to stop by Sissy's for a bit. I need to talk to her about something."

"Sure, what's the address?" Argyle asked.

"314 West Circle Drive."

"Lemme pinpoint that into my GPS."

So, Argyle did that. He turned his GPS on, and set it to take us to Sissy's house. Once that was finished, the GPS, in an automatic voice, said, "Turn right on Sunset Drive, and go North for ten miles."

Thank goodness for the invention of the GPS.

We drove the many miles down the road, until we arrived at Sissy's place. The three of us all got out simultaneously, and walked up to the door. I knocked. Nothing. I rang the doorbell. Nothing.

"I don't think she is home," Nova cleared his throat. He checked the address: 314 West Circle Drive. They were at the right address, but Sissy may be out. Or she may have flushed herself down the toilet again, ending up at the sewers.

"Maybe we should go ahead inside, and check to see if she's okay." Argyle suggested. Yes, that's an marvelous, excellent idea. Why knock, when you can just barge right into someone's home uninvited?

I shook my head, immediately disagreeing with Argyle's idea. "No, that's uncouth in so many ways,"

Argyle glared at me. "Well, I don't see any other way to get Sissy's attention." he said, crossing his arms.

"She could just be taking a shower. Come on, let's go back to Nova's and my place. We'll come back here at a later time." I replied to Argyle, and led him and Nova back to Argyle's car.

Just about we were in the car, the front door opened. Sissy, still naked, went out to water her plants. She was carrying a red watering pot, her breasts bouncing on her belly with each step, when she noticed the three of us. "Shadow? Argyle? Nova? What are you three doing here?" Sissy asked, placing the watering can down.

"I asked Argyle to drive us here, so that I could talk to you if you had the opportunity to." I spoke up, almost immediately.

"Is that watering can filled with urine?" Argyle asked Sissy, looking at the pot.

Both Nova and I facepawed.

"I'm just gonna go out on a lamb here, and say that you're into watersports, right?" Sissy asked, eyeing over to Argyle. "Maybe I can give you some of my fresh lemonade." she joked.

Argyle blushed, speechless.

Our conversation with Sissy was cut short, when a conniving male lynx decided that right now, was the perfect opportunity for him to honk Sissy's breasts. *HONK HONK HONK* He crept up, quiet as a mouse, and laid his handpaws onto Sissy's breasts, squeezing them. "HONK HONK!" the lynx said, becoming overjoyed at how the tigress's breasts felt. What a motherfucking pervert.

"OI!" Sissy yelped, shoving the pervert lynx off from her. "What gives you the right to honk my breasts with my consent, you perv?!" She growled at the lynx, but deep down, she kinda liked it. Looking down at the lynx's balls, a grin appeared on Sissy's face. "How would you like it if I do this to you?" she asked, kneeling down, giving the lynx's balls a squeeze.

"Hey, knock it off," the lynx yelled, responding to Sissy's gropes. "You don't have a right to touch me there without my consent." he told the tigress.

"Now, where did I hear that before?" Sissy asked, "Oh that's right, that's what I told you two minutes ago!" she told the lynx.

"Alright, I'm sorry." The lynx apologized to Sissy, and sincere he was. Sissy, hearing the sincerity in the lynx's voice, said, "I accept your apology. Also, to make amends, you're allowed to touch my breasts any time you like."

"As with you touching my balls," the lynx smiled. "I may even let you go into them."

"How did you know I like cockvore?" Sissy asked, murring, the nipples on her breasts were erecting.

"Eh, lucky guess." the lynx replied, his cock slipping out of its sheath.

I leaned to Nova and Argyle. "Twenty bucks say Sissy and this lynx become boyfriend/girlfriend." I whispered into their ears. We left, giving the two, the tigress and lynx, their privacy.

"My name's Drake..." was the last thing I heard from the lynx before I left with Nova and Argyle.

Later that evening, I left my apartment. The time was 7:37, and I thought now, more than ever, was a good time to talk to Sissy. So, I got into my Lamborghini and drove myself back over to Sissy's place. Getting out of the car, I walked over to the front door, and knocked. Nothing. I rang the doorbell. Still nothing. Does Sissy like to play games with me now?

Instead of Sissy opening the door, it was the pervert lynx I encountered a few hours ago. "So, you must be the Shadow Sissy has been telling me about," the lynx said, extending out his right handpaw. "The name's Drake, pleased to meet you." he said.

I took Drake's handpaw, shook it, and said, "Name's Shadow, it's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance." "Why don't you come in Shadow?" Drake asked, stepping a few inches back to let me enter. "If you're here for Sissy, she's taking a shower. She should be out momentarily." he stated, laying on his backside on the sofa.

I got an excellent glimpse of the lynx's balls. Too bad Drake's straight, or is he? For all I know, he could be bi, like I was, before I realized I was gay. "What a big package you're sporting," I said to Drake, blushing a deep red. Always, I am finding myself attracted to male genitals. I see cocks as vacuums, sucking up everything that comes across. I see balls as scrotum playthings. Believing that Drake was straight, I apologized, saying, "Oh, I am so sorry to have said that out loud. I'm gay, and I'm attracted to male bits."

"Yeah, I can see that." Drake said, "Your cock says it all." he then pointed to my cock, which slipped out of its sheath.

I looked down, and immediately blushed. What a good first impression. I became hard in front of him! "So, what's your sexuality?" I asked Drake. "Sorry for asking that by the way." I added, blushing, and looking down at my toes. (Whenever I'm nervous, I look down at my toes for comfort.)

Drake raised an eyebrow at me, saying, "Bisexual, why?"

Well I knew Drake's sexuality, then another question came to mind. "Are you and Sissy, well, dating?" I asked, like a best friend wanting to know the details about their friend, a sort of BFF if I can say.

"No, we're not dating," Drake shook his head. "I mean, Sissy's a nice girl and all, but we talked about it, and said that if we become a couple, we'll take things nice and slow." he said to me. "Also, I don't have a problem with gay people, and neither does Sissy. It's her mother whom doesn't like the gays."

"Yeah, I've been told that," I said, pointing Drake to my bandaged nose. "Mrs. MacDonald did this to me."

Drake got up and examined my nose."You still look a bit banged up, but I think you'll be okay." he smiled to me. "Also, did you know that Sissy's mother was the one who created that anti-gay site? What an ass, she used Sissy's picture as a way to pin the blame on her!"

I gasped, surprised. "Really, now?"

Sissy came out of the bathroom, overhearing the conversation. "Yes, my mother is the one responsible of creating that horrible anti-homosexuality site." she said, crossing her arms. "My mother is a devout Christian, who believes that gays should be tortured, whipped, and executed. My mother even disowned Isabel, when he came out of the closet. He was still living with her when she packed his bags, and literally threw him out of her home, saying, `You are a nasty, nasty little demon Isabel. You are no longer my son, for my son lays dead before me. Until you see the light, the truth, to become straight again, you are no longer welcome in my life.' It's saddening." Sissy said, sighing as she sat down on her sofa.

"Thank you both so much for telling me this information. It means so much to me." I smiled to Sissy and Drake. Thanks to them, I now knew that Geraldine was the one who created that awful website. We just have to present the truth when Sissy goes to trial.

I soon left Sissy and Drake, and headed back to my apartment. Nova was waiting for me, like he always do at this time of day. When I opened the door, Nova glomped me, saying, "Shadow! Where have you been? I haven't seen you for hours!"

"Nova, I've been to Sissy's place, and you won't believe what I found out from Sissy and the lynx we saw before!" I wagged my tail happily, knowing that this kind of information will clear Sissy's name, and put Geraldine behind bars.

"What? What? What do you have to tell me?" Nova asked, becoming wide-eyed.

"Sissy and Drake, that's the lynx's name by the way, stated that Geraldine, Sissy's mother, is the one responsible for creating the anti-gay site! Call Argyle! Tell him, we're going to court! This is big!" I said, extending my arms out, showing a visual aid on how big this new news is. "And get this, Geraldine also disowned Isabel when he came out of the closet too!" I added.

Nova growled, cursing under his breath. "What a rotten bitch." he said, then added, "And I don't mean it in a sense of a female dog."

"I know, but we can plan this out." I said, placing my paw onto Nova's chest, and began circling my finger against it. "We'll use this information to clear Sissy's name, get Geraldine in prison, and then party." I said, murring, having fun teasing my fox.

Nova murred as he pulled me close to him, and kissed my forehead. "Shadow, I'm upset and sad. Can you make me feel better?" he asked me. He wasn't really sad and upset. He just says that as an excuse to have a hot make-out session with me, and frankly, I'm all for that twenty-four hours, seven days a week!

"Awwww, is my baby upset?" I asked, playing along. "Come, let me make you feel all better." I said, placing my snout on Nova's, and before long we began making out, right then and there, our cocks grinding against each other as he we held on to each other and french kissed; neither of us wanted to let go.

"Mmmm..." Nova and I moaned together as we were getting intimate, our cocks throbbing of pleasure, as we curled and rubbed our tongues together. This was hot, arousing, and sexy. I placed a handpaw on the back of Nova's head, and came hard all over Nova, and he came seconds later, his hot cum spewing all over me.

The both of us grinning, we walked to the couch, still making out, as we rubbed our bellies, covered in our cream pies.