Love and Wrath
Lust and Wrath
Vincent was driving home from the office, another normal Thursday afternoon passingly idly by without so much as a ripple out of place. He wasn't in a bad place in life; having moved into his family estate after marrying the female of his dreams. She was a beautiful feline with long slender legs you could wrap yourself up in for weeks, soft black fur that beckoned to be touched, adorned with white little patches over her hands, feet, and muzzle. She was a full head shorter then him with the curves of someone almost twice her height. Busty, short, and athletic, the perfect kitten for his life. He wasn't bad on the eyes either, with short black hair, bright yellow eyes and white fur he could afford to dye blue. Being an average sized fox, he was no more then 5'10" with an athletic build, and had one massive bushy tail as long as he was tall. His body was toned from swimming, eating a high protein diet, and his regular exorcise sessions in the bedroom. However, today the pool was skipped in favor of the third activity, for tonight was the eve of his anniversary, and the male was going to surprise his wife.
The happy male was heading home to the only person on the planet he cared about, ready to wrap himself in her warm arms for the evening and let everything play out perfectly according to his plans for their honeymoon tomorrow. As Vincent pulled into the driveway he looked out over the property kept in his family for hundreds of years. On it sat a garden full of animal statues; ancient creatures, each one of them. It was believed each statue was a spirit, kept here to watch over and protect the Kage Clan in times of crisis and though he never admitted it openly, he was happy to have them over his home.
All one could see of the house was the simple stairway in the middle of a large fountain, leading underground. Foxes lived in burrows for thousands of years, and he was no exception to this rule. Descending the staircase, he swiped his card and punched in the key code, opening the magnetically sealed door that lead into his home where his lover was waiting.
"Ally?" he called out, "...Where are you, kitten?" There was a light giggle from somewhere deep in the house. All the lights were out, leaving only a few candles for a dim light. They had been burning for hours and the house was filled with the scents they gave off and he couldn't help but smile at her attempt to be romantic. The fox slowly worked his way down the hallway, blowing out each candle as he moved, slipping out of his suit and tie. The giggles were becoming louder, and he thought he could hear a few moans, 'Is she playing with herself?' he wandered, getting closer to their bedroom...
The last candle flickered out, leaving only a thin wisp of smoke, illuminated by the beam of light coming down from the cracks of the doorway. With a smile he edged closer, slowly opening the door just enough to peek inside.
What the fox saw was not what he had anticipated... His wife lay on the bed, hunched over a pillow with her tail high in the air... and behind her was sight that churned his stomach, a large male stallion. His fur was the color of the midnight sky, shimmering against the candle light, with his tongue burred deep into the smaller feline.
Vincent nearly knocked the door off it's hinges as he entered, ready to hurl the intruded out of his home, "...Well well well... What do we have here?" the fox said, immediately getting everyones attention. Instead of shock or surprise, his wife only responded with a look of mild interest. Her fur was matted to her body, ruffled all over from having sex... possibly for hours, 'No wander the candles were burning for so long' he thought to himself. Being a canine he would have smelled everything before he even reached the room.
However, despite the look of shear anger on the males face, the stallion looked as if he'd just stepped out of the shower. His fur looked professionally groomed and finished, with rippling muscles that made the fox look like a twig. The larger male stood up, his ears only missing the 9 foot ceiling by a few inches, grinning down at the smaller canine, "Ah... I was wandering when you would show up, little pup."
Alexandra laughed, looking over her husband with the same smug expression and mild interest as before, "See? I told you he'd be all dramatic." She was taunting him, actually enjoying seeing Vincent's anger. The fox couldn't help but flare up, his fur standing on end as his claws bared, "I should be hearing an explanation right about now as to why I shouldn't be tearing your throat out." The stallions hoof came down, not at him, but against the floor. The massive equine stomped, sending a vibration through the floor like a shock wave, knocking the fox on his ass. The horse then spoke, "How's that...? Now, Alexandra says she would prefer to not have you killed, so while we've been using your bed all afternoon, we've devised a more suitable fate."
Vincent could only look up at the male with a bit of grotesque fear in his stomach... The stallion knocked him aside with just a simple stomp, how could he stand up against something like this? The stallions eyes looked over the fox, each one glowing with purple midnight hues. Licking his dry mouth, Vincent spoke, "..W..what do you mean?" Stepping forward the stallions body shimmering in the low light, tendrils began to from at his back as he loomed over the smaller male, "What that means my boy, is that you're becoming part of our affair, weather you'd like it or not." The fear was swallowed as a realization struck Vincent. Standing back up, he attempted to appear larger then before, "Now see here-!" was all he said before something caught his throat. One of the tendrils stopped the fox in his tracks, sending what could only be described as waves of force over his body. Alexandra spoke up again, "Katon, don't toy with him, he's still a good lay... and I'm getting REALLY impatient."
Her words were like poison to Vincent's ears, causing him to grow physically sick at this stomach. Katon spoke, "..Do you know what I am?" asking a complicated question. The fox replied, "..N...Nightmare..." knowing of these creatures from stories long past. A nightmare stallion was something of legend, said to feed on the dreams of man and turn their fears into realities. Wayward travelers feared the Nightmare for centuries, and no one really believed they existed, but now Vincent knew the truth. "Good puppy" came the words of damnation, "...Now, Alexandra... You said a doll, right?" Katon now looking at the feline, who nodded with a happy giggle, "Yes! A big foxy dolly" she replied.
Vincent could feel his body tightening all over, even before the stallion laid his hands on him. Lifting the fox like a feather, Katon placed him on the bed, holding him down with one hand. The tendrils leaking out of the stallions back latching onto the males limbs, holding them in place while keeping the fox silent. "I'd give you last words, but you'd only use them to curse me." the stallion mused, presenting his massive throbbing cock head to the fox. Vincent gulped hard, knowing what was about to happen and let his ears lay back, giving in to what was happening, what his wife was letting happen to him... He wanted to say something, to ask why, to tell his wife to stop this, but all he could do was squeak out a cry of pain as the nightmare split his body wide open, plunging into a cavern none had gone before.
"Ohhh gods... This man of yours is tight, baby!" the equine exclaimed, sliding each thick throbbing inch slowly into the smaller male. He looked at Alexandra with his glowing eyes, licking his lips as he pulled the vulpine down into the thrust. The feline nodded to the larger male, rubbing her hands over her own body in anticipation, "Mmm, yes... Oh Vincent... I wish you could see yourself right now, so fragile and helpless... You've always controlled me, telling me I shouldn't flaunt myself to males on the street, never letting me spend your money on all the nice things I wanted." He almosted hissed at the fox, letting out her frustrations while he was feeling something no male is ever comfortable with the first time, "Now it's payback time! I never thought I'd find someone as special as Katon... epically not trimming hedges" She laughed, watching as her husband tried desperately to scream as over half of the stallions massive two foot shaft was forcefully being plowed through his tight ring of muscle.
Vincent realized who this nightmare was, the gardener he heired to do the landscaping in the garden above his home. The cute innocent pony boy who always waved to him as he left for work... though now Vincent realized why he'd always see the pony walking away from his house just as he was coming back home... A mistake on his part for not realizing it. The canine writhed as with the massive tool within him, it's steady progress being made easier by the pre leaking from the stallions shaft and from the blood coming from his ripped insides. He loved his wife, more then anything else in this world, but now the cock inside him was turning that love into another feeling, one stronger then he'd ever felt before..
Katon picked up his pace, the massive balls slapping the foxes rump as he began to really pound into his victim. Each powerful thrust was driving the stallion closer and closer to release and he motioned Alexandra closer, having something planned.. Alexandra moved over the fox, kissing her new stud deeply as he bred her old husband. A dark passion filled her body, dripping down her inner thighs, "C'mon baby, change him! Make him our toy... I can't stand all this waiting."
Vincent had no idea what she meant... not until the pain started to fade. The fox looked down at his body, already the areas touched by the stallion were darker in color, almost black. His fur seemed to had fallen out, no, had melted into liquid like substance that now slowly crept over his body. It was slowly making its way up his sheath, slipping in through the opening and filling him. Moments later, his own shaft emerged, black and shiny, swelling out despite fading pain. Slowly he was being covered in the same liquid that now inched across his body. Panic overtook him as he began grasping for anything he could, trying his hardest to struggle, but only discovering that the liquid moved, he could feel less and less.
The fox was slowly feeling numb in his arms and legs as they too succumbed to the black goo. He could no longer feel the burning in his anus, or the drip of his wifes honey. His senses started to dull as he looked back down, seeing his wifes body rising and falling. He didn't feel it when she had settled down, ridding his encased cock, moaning as her sex gripped the new fox dildo, "Yes! Ohhhh Katon... You knew I loved latex." As Vincent herd Alexandra's words, he realized what was happening. The Nightmare was turning him into a rubber doll, a sex toy for their use. That is how he was joining their affair, as their goddamned fucktoy!
"n...nnn...Nooo..." the fox managed to squeak out, asking himself why him? Why now? Alexandra's head turned as she repositioned herself, now leaning down on her husbands rubber chest, "Awww, it's okaaaaahhh...mm..Okay... Katon and I will, Mmm..." Alexandra tried to speak between her moaning, "..w...will use you a lot. I promis... Mm... and if your a g-good puppy... He might give you..you... ohhh Katon, harder!... Give you some life b-back."
The stallion began to neigh loudly, thrusting heavily into his new rubber cunt, making the whole bed rock. With a numbing rush the fox could hear his wife squeal as hot cum filled her passage, bursting out of his vulpine shaft into her very womb... but it wasn't vulpine seed. She let out a deep moan, but the sound turned into a neigh. The fox could barely see now, latex covering most of his face and head, encasing him as a doll for the two lovers. As his sight failed he could see the kitten on top of him shimmering, shifting, and changing... turning into the perfect mate for the Nightmare.
It was then he realized the 'why' behind his tragedy... The massive cock that split his body open would have killed Alexandra, and Katon needed to get his nightmare seed into her body, to claim her, change her, and take her from him. He had become a tool to accomplish their goals, now just a toy for their pleasure. The world went black for him, now only able to make out the faint sounds of muffled voices with his latex ears.
"Goddamn... I'm not normally into guys, but your husband was a good fuck after all..."
"Oh, Katon... I feel so.. so...
"Beautiful?"
"Yes... but, you didn't have to rip him. We can't use a ruined sex doll!"
"Then forget'em... throw'em out with the trash. I can always make you a new one."
"But..he... He is my husband."
"No, he's garbage now. I'm your new husband!"
"Katon!" she yelled, "You don't have to yell at-" and Vincent's herd a thump... If he could still move he would have smiled at the sound of his treacherous wife being slapped for mouthing off... something he could never do, but regretted having not done it himself. He laid there a moment more, listening to the stallion tell his new philly how things were going to change around her. About their plans of taking over Vincent's funds, faking his death, everything... They were simply going to erase him, then keep him in a closet to be used whenever Alexandra got the itch for latex...
...But the games had gone on long enough, and it was about time selfish little boys and girls were put into their places....
At first it would seem like a trick of th light, barely noticeable. But then, the latex fox slowly began to move. The vulpine body mended itself, stretching and growing, reshaping as Vincent stood up, looking over the room with latex eyes. Katon was looming over his new mare and plotting his new wealthy future, showing her where she belonged in her new life, and Alexandra came to the realization that this was nothing she had hoped it would be... Then a black latex hand planted itself on the Nightmares shoulder.
Both equines froze, giving a look of disbelief at first. Katon turned with a look of utter shock as he gazed into black soulless eyes, "What..how...this isn't... possible..." The male whispered, looking at a latex fox who couldn't even stand up straight in the room, towering over the equine like a child. The black stallion felt himself grow pale as the fox touched the ceiling, moving it higher, not bending or breaking it, literally reshaping reality to make the room higher.
"Oh... believe me, it is quite possible, little pony."
The voice that Vincent spoke was not anything his wife had herd before. His deep tone rumbling out of his form as the latex began to peel away, showing silver fur beneath it. Small green shimmers could be seen etching over the muscles that shown even though the bushy fur. Black claws pierces and broke out of the latex 'gloves and boots', shining in the low light. A jaw opened baring six fangs now stared down at the smaller horse, and behind him the glowing yellow eyes of a true predator.
"Y..yo...You're extinct." the stallion cried, stepping back into the wall, a look of terror on his face. Alexandra had no idea what was happening... her now 12 foot tall husband loomed over her secret lover. He still looked like a fox, the same fox she'd made love to for two years now, but he was massive in size and his blue fur was gone, replaced by a silver coat that moved like the sea itself.
The last bit of latex to fall was his tail, the large fluffy mass shred into a flurry of silver, expanded into the room... There wasn't just one tail, Alexandra counted them all, "Seven... Eight... Nine...Vincent, why do you have nine tails?!" she yelled, feeling so clueless, so helpless in the situation. The larger predator looked at the female nightmare, then to the male before him. Without so much as a thought the stallions body came off the ground, energy rippling over the equines form, taking the shape of chains, binding him in place. Talismans formed, inking the symbols of thirteen elements, bursting into an array of green flame, "Tell her..." the fox commanded. With his head hung low, Katon spoke, "He's...a kitsune..." Alexandra couldn't fathom what that meant, "A what?"
"A master of time and space... A god on earth..." Katon tried to explain but she didn't seem to grasp what he was saying, so he clarified "We are fucked! Do you understand that you stupid whore?!" The stallion yelled at his mare, who could only watch in horror at the impossible things happening before her eyes. Her magical lover was bound to a wall by chains that came from nowhere, covering in burning bits of paper scribbled in what looked like chicken scratch while her husband was again taller then her and had silver fur with green eyes. "I..I don't understand any of this, please... Please, it wasn't supposed to be this-" and she was silenced by a blow to the face again, one of claw, not of hoof.
Vincent now stood over her, reaching down, the fox picked the philly up by the throat, "Ally..." he spoke, "I loved you. More then I have loved anyone... Out of my countless wives that I've had over these long years, you were my favorite. I was going to share with you all my gifts and power, if you had only waited one more day." The mare could only gasp. She closed her eyes as the realization took her. She look the predator in the eyes, seeing no love in them, no passion she had always seen when he came home. The evenings spent together holding each other under a blanket by the fire were now only a distant memory... He had never looked at her like that, and she realized what she had truly lost. She sobbed, giving in to her shame, feeling her body slowly being pulled, spread, and held in place.
Vincent's tails had covered her arms and legs, spreading her body wide as she was held off the ground with little effort. Before her stood not the cock she remembered, but two massive black shafts, throbbing with a lust she'd never seen in him. Without so much as a kiss, the fox rammed his top cock deep into her wet opening. The heat was the first sensation she felt, like a hot poker it filled her, stretched her wider then anything she'd ever known. At first she moaned, thinking for a brief moment it was an act of forgiveness, but it was soon followed by a shrill cry as the bottom shaft found it's own home beneath her tail. A tear ran down her cheek as she felt the first waves of pain.
The same agony that rippled over her form was the same pain he experienced when her 'stud' decided to turn him into a toy, only now Alexandra was on the receiving end. Her husband had always been kind to her, gentle and passionate in their mating, and it seemed to start out that way... But the pleasantries ended as she felt claws dig into her hips. The mare cried out, whining like no equine ever should. Her body was torn no only on the inside, but her skin was pierced on the outside...
Vincent laughed, placing his arms around her, pushing her down onto both his massive cocks, "Thats it, Ally... This is what you'll never know again. What you gave up for lust... What you've done will cost you more then you will ever know." His words were harsh and destructive, like none he'd ever spoken to her. With a deep growl the male pulled his hips back, drawing nearly everything out of her before pushing back in. His pre drooled out of his twin cocks, filling her body and making it easier for him to take his bitch. There was no passion or love in his movements, only the need to fuck and punish the one who tried to betray him...
Her cries seemed to echo through the room, each shrill cry of pain beckoned the fox to thrust harder into her, taking the female to a place her mind had never been... She did not have long to dwell on her new place in life before she felt him pull out of her as abruptly as she had entered. Her stomach tightened up as he withdrew, feeling like he'd take her guts with him, then the cry of pain that followed when he rammed back inside her.
It was as if she were a virgin, being taken for the first time, her body shivering all over as her depths were fully explored. She lifted her legs meekly, struggling against the tails that held her, trying to run from it all. The foxes thrusts became faster, her juices coating her insides as he truly fucked her. Alexandra could only sob as she was violated, taken against her will by someone she only now realized she still cared about. Her body began to grow stiff as her muscles relaxed beneath her husbands grip.
The twin knots began to push at her openings, stretching her a bit with each thrust, causing her to cry out in pain mixed with indescribable pleasure. As if the pain itself was was she wanted, she bucked against his hips, welcoming the familiar tie, knowing that no matter what was wrong in her life, her husbands knot always offered peace. But this time both his shafts were removed, and Alexandra found herself hitting the floor.
She looked up at him with pleading eyes, the mare full of remorse and shame, but her only reply was the same predatory gaze. The shafts that lingered above her, throbbed as Vincent began to rub them. His hands stroked his pulsating shafts quickly, shaking a bit before the male let out a loud howl... Each one erupted, first the bottom, followed by the top, covering her face and chest in his hot fox spunk. She couldn't help but present herself as ropes of his thick seed splashed into her mouth, going down her throat, and covering her breasts. He smiled down at her, watching her body shimmer... Immediately she could feel her body shifting, changing, shrinking. Within a few seconds she was back to her previous form, still being covered in hot sticky cum.
Vincent growled, looking down at her, pointing to the Nightmare on the wall who had all but died, "...He could have done the same to you at any time... without ever needing me." Alexandra was speechless, realizing how she had been tricked into betraying her husband, how she was used by someone she had no business even knowing. The shame built up in her stomach like a rock, making her whole body feel heavy... Reflecting on her recent turn of events, the kitten was to caught up in her own mind to realize the stiffness was growing stronger. She tried to move her hand but it wouldn't budge, she tried to stand but couldn't find the strength. She started to feel relaxed, and eased against the floor. Her eyes grew heavy, closing as a comfortable warmth washed over her...
She had always wandered why the statues in the garden always looked tired or if sleeping... And now she had her answer. She looked up at her husband with sorrow in her eyes, opening her mouth to say one last thing, but she simply stopped moving. Her body froze, and melded, turning into a perfect marble replica of the feline she once was.
Turning now, Vincent moved to Katon, "...What you took from me..." the fox spoke softly, as if giving the final whispers to a dieing lover, "I can only wish to have again in the next life... My wrath will be eternal for you, a constant reminder to what you have taken... Goodbye little pony."
The foxes words were the last thing Katon herd before a clawed hand pierced his chest. Blood pooled from around Vincent's wrist as his hand sat there for a moment before withdrawing, letting the stallion feel a mortals pain. The Nightmare had a brief hope at first, he would be punished with death, a simple and calm solution... but his hope faded as he saw the blood on the kitsune's fingers turn white. Melding into the same marble Alexandra was now made of, the blood hit the floor and simply crunched. Looking up to Vincent, the stallion realized that his life of stealing and torment was now coming full circle... Karma was finally catching up to him as he soon accepted that he would not be imprisoned by someone who could have easily destroyed him...
Then he saw the foxes muzzle... There was an evil smirk and the next thing Katon herd caused a shiver like nothing he had ever felt, "...I really only need to add... one... to my collection." Vincent spoke as if amused, holding a silver hammer in the hand his head. With a swing, the stallion could only fathom what would happen as his body became as stone...
A still wind blew through the night, all creatures hidden and silent, as somewhere beneath the ground, they all hear the sound of breaking stone, and the laughter of a shattered heart, bathed in the fire of betrayal.
By morning there is one more statue in the garden above the underground home and a fox makes his away over the new stone path to his car, dressed and ready to go into work as if it were a normal Friday morning...