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Submissive Curse for Heru by Draconicon

Captain Courage - otherwise known as Jared - sighed as his friend finally walked back from his latest attempt at getting a date. The costumed hero shook his head as the cheetah sat down, the plainscloth civilian looking utterly depressed.

"I'm guessing that it didn't go well?"

"You don't even have to guess. You probably heard it."

The great dane had, but he hadn't wanted to say anything. It had been rather...painful to listen in on.

"You know, it's not like you have to do this. You could -"

"Could what? Pretend that I actually AM what that asshole tried to turn me into? Some tail-raising whore for any guy?"

Not any guy, he thought as he looked the cheetah up and down a few times. He shook his head, though, and turned away as Jerome kept ranting, talking about how unfair his life was and how everything had changed. He'd heard it a hundred times in just the last day.

Of course, to be fair, the cheetah's life had been changed, and pretty dramatically. Being kidnapped by a mad scientist and being subject to a mind-breaking experience tended to do that. But it wasn't his fault, nor anyone else's at the bar, that Jerome had been hit with a beam that not only turned him gay, but turned him submissive, as well. Specifically, turning him submissive to a superhero that had saved him.

And it was something of a problem for him, too. The great dane couldn't deny that he was rather attracted to the cheetah at his side, even when he was being a pain ranting like this. And he knew that they'd both enjoyed the romp that they'd had after he'd taken out the villain; the feeling of his cock going up that ass...

He shook his head. Better not to think of what he couldn't have. Or at least, what he shouldn't have. Ever since reminding Jerome of who he was, the great dane had heard again and again that their bit of fun would be a one time thing, and that was it.

He would respect that...at least, he planned to.

"Jared? Jared, are you even listening to me?"

The great dane snapped out of his thoughts, turning to look at the cheetah again. He shook his head.

"Sorry, I was thinking."

"Yeah, well, I'm thinking too. About how stupid this whole thing is, and how the hell I'm going to get out of it. Can't you help me?"

"Not really. That villain's in jail, but he's not talking. And I'm not a scientist, you know that. I'm barely a strongman."

"Yeah, that's not gonna help me now."

"Hey, come on, don't be like that."

He reached out, patting the cheetah's back, and almost instantly, Jerome's posture changed. He went from slumped over to sitting up straight, a bit of a blissed out look on his face as he smiled, staring straight ahead. Jared pulled his hand back, but the cheetah was already turning to look at him with a giddy grin.

"Mmmm, hey there..."

"Oh dear..."

It seemed that the beam had done more than a simple re-arranging. Considering they were now imprinted, it appeared that a simple touch could bury all the different 'dominant' instincts the cheetah had, and leave him with nothing but that need to submit.

Clearing his throat, the hero got to his feet and pulled Jerome over his shoulder. The cheetah complained, but Captain Courage was already headed to the door. If things were going to go 'too far', he wanted to at least give Jerome the courtesy of having it happen somewhere private instead of out in public.

"Times like this really makes me wish I could fly."

Captain Courage landed with a small grunt, having leaped over numerous buildings to get home as fast as he could. He might not have had much in the way of flight or teleportation, but with his muscles, jumping from place to place wasn't that hard, and it kept him moving pretty quickly. Of course, usually he didn't have to do it with an overly amorous passenger.

He pushed the hand away from his crotch as he came to a stop and walked up to Jerome's front door, trying to keep himself from getting too excited as he kept getting fondled and molested by the cheetah in his arms. He was trying to keep himself from getting too into it; the last thing he needed was to betray the feline's trust any further.

Not an easy task, though, particularly with the cheetah's ass wiggling against one of his hands, pressing back against it.

"Mmm, you know...I might be willing to bend that rule."

"What rule is that?" he asked, shuffling the cheetah up on his hip as he fumbled for the doorknob.

"Oh, you know...that rule about letting you get into me again...I can feel that you're getting pretty darn big."

Jared blushed as he finally opened the door. He didn't like the crunching sound under his fingers as he turned the doorknob, but he did his best to ignore it. It wasn't like he needed to replace it right then and there, after all.

He walked Jerome over to one of the couches in the apartment and sat the cheetah down. No sooner had he done that than Jerome got on all fours and pushed his ass in the air. The superhero blushed, looking up and away as his cock continued to grow in his pants. The great dane knew that it wouldn't be much longer until it ripped a hole through it, at this rate.

"What are you doing?"

"Reminding you of what you can have. Come on...I really need it."

"No, you just...just think you do. Can't you calm down?"

"Mmm, I might calm down...if I can have that in me."

The cheetah's tail pushed back towards the hero's bulge, and Jared groaned as he was teased yet further by the brainwashed feline. He grumbled, taking a step forward and grabbing his friend's tail.

"Look -"

"Ooooh, master..."

He would have facepalmed if he wasn't as turned on as he was. The great dane's cock throbbed all the harder as he looked down at the skimpy clothing that the cheetah was wearing. The tight jean shorts cupped the feline's ass well enough that he looked naked, and he was offering himself so clearly, so eagerly. The hero's cock swelled even further, and he could feel his costume straining against the rod.

"Oh, fuck it!"

Captain Courage growled as he finally ripped the front of his costume out of the way, exposing an absolutely massive cock, even for his species. The cheetah below purred for a second before the great dane ripped his pants off, pulling those jean shorts off to the side and throwing them into a corner. He forced the feline's legs apart and yanked his tail up, drawing a few small yowls and yelps of surprise from the smaller male.

"H-hey, just -"

"You want it, you got it."

He spat on the cheetah's hole, his hands spreading the ass cheeks so far that the glob of spit actually went into the hole. He grinned as the hole twitched, pulling and puckering as it was held open. It still bore the mark of yesterday's fucking, still stretched and looser as a result of their bit of fun.

He squeezed those ass cheeks, loving the feeling of the muscle beneath, the way that there was almost no fat. It was all pure ass muscle, all leading to that hole right in the middle. He licked his lips at the sight of it, his cock throbbing all the harder as he pulled himself up on the couch, pulling himself closer and closer until his cock slid between those ass cheeks.

Unable to resist the temptation, he started grinding between them, letting the ass cheeks come back together and form a sleeve around his cock. He growled, humping up and down, dragging his cock between the ass cheeks as he oozed pre all over the fur and flesh beneath him.

Jerome shuddered and moaned, mewling happily underneath his advances. The cheetah was muttering something to himself, though for once he was quiet enough that Jared couldn't hear him. It sounded happy, though, so he didn't question it. Instead, he focused on the feeling of the hot flesh around his cock, and how that hole kept puckering against him every time that the head of his cock slid up against it.

"Mmm, you want it?"

"Yeah...yeah, master...I want...want your cock..."

"Then you'll get it."

With a deep growl - so deep that it sounded almost villainous - he pulled back and spread the ass cheeks again, once more spreading that hole wide. It was so enticing, so eager for his cock, that he couldn't deny it any longer. He slammed in, the great dane falling down on the cheetah in his eagerness to plough him and fuck him into the couch.

He humped and grunted and growled constantly as he went in and out, in and out of the smaller feline. Each thrust made him moan, and he could hear the soft squirts of pre from the other male onto the couch. Each time he slammed in, he could feel his cock throbbing harder, his balls drawing up. He knew he wouldn't last much longer.

"Heh...thought you...didn't want this?"

"I could...get used - mmmph - get used to it..."

The great dane had little doubt that the cheetah would have changed his tune by the next day, but at this point, he didn't care. He just wanted to blow his load, and that point was fast approaching. He growled, almost biting down on Jerome's shoulder as he leaned forward, humping harder, faster, until -

"Ooooh..."

He came hard, his balls pulling up and his cock throbbing, and judging by the yowling cat beneath him, Jerome had done the same. Hell, he could feel it as he adjusted his position, his toes soaked in the puddle left on the couch.

As he pulled out, he grinned at the sight of the cum oozing out of the feline's ass, and leaned back on the couch.

"Are you going to regret this tomorrow?"

"Mmm, how could I ever regret this?"

"We'll see..."

The End