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The Beastridden

part 7

Knuckle spun into the air with a strong uppercut, his fist tipped with a makeshift drill as the axe blade protruding from his fingers twisted with his rapid and high-speed rotation. He slowed before he fell, refamiliarized with the techniques and combinations of the fighting style he learned back home, so long ago. The brown wolf landed, and cleanly cast the blades from his hands, throwing them floorward to stab themselves inert. He heaved a sigh, his mind clearer than it's been for some time.

His stomach rumbled and he groped it with both hands, feeling a grin force itself onto his face.

"Maybeh Ah'll find the guys. Prolly eatin brea-"

The sounds of collapsing structures cut Knuckle off, and screams followed shortly after. Knuckle's ears detected the noises from the direction of the door, and took off without a thought.

With a twist of his closely placed toes he put a spin on his body, aiming a sharpened and precise elbow at the center of the solid door. Aided with his immense strength, the door burst free in chunks and splinters. Beyond the door was a scene of chaos; part of the building was gone. Various furs were scattered about, running for their lives as most of the building, and more, had collapsed under its own weight. Knuckle was aghast.

"What the!?" he shouted, instantly worried for his friend and cousin. As more people ran for stable ground, some lost their footing and fell into the abyss. Knuckle watched, helpless, awash with the feeling that this wasn't a natural disaster. His eyes shifted around as he waited for some kind of clue, rooted to the spot as he felt a familiar strength and pressure in its depths. More of the ground began to collapse into the hole, and Knuckle took a step, peering deeply into the darkness as silence fell upon the area. He jumped back to rip the pair of knuckle-axes free from the wooden floor and pocketed them before he lept out, angling into a freefall to enter the large, black, empty gap, determined to stop the calamity.

*****

Cajo and Jonas both paused, as a their senses detected a change in the surroundings, like animals in the face of a natural disaster. Both looked at each other, remembering that their comrade was left behind. Cajo immediately stood up, fearing for his cousin's safety.

"Finish up. We gotta go find Knuck. Ah don't like this.." Cajo said in a hushed tone, taking one last bite of his tender strips.

"What if he's hurt?" Jonas asked, fear already drawing a tremble from his small frame.

"Knowin him... He might be. C'mon!" Cajo barked, picking up Jonas in a strong embrace before taking off at high speed.

The two had left the dining area before the other patrons had even noticed. But as they gained distance, they both began to pick up the presence of another, one that seemed gigantic by the power it exuded. But they also sensed Knuckle, by unmistakeable familiarity.

"He's okay!" Jonas shouted, unaware that he had command of such a sense just yet. But Cajo nodded in agreement.

In a speedy delivery they darted through a gathered group of furs who had also heard the noise and destruction.

"What's goin on?!" a red gator asked, and a nearby mammal shrugged.

"Sounds like a sinkhole!" a gazelle in gaudy dress replied. Cajo looked over a shoulder as he set Jonas down.

"Y'all git now. We gotta get away from the hole! Mo' might drop!" Cajo said, while contradictorally approaching the edge and peering into the depths of the hole.

He saw nothing; but seeing nothing said nothing for what he FELT in the blackness. A monster, no doubt..

As he looked into the hole, Cajo began to piece together the the monster's capabilities.

"This ain't the only hole! Y'all need t'git!" the two-toned wolf shouted. The crowd dissolved a bit, leaving the red gator behind.

"How do you know what's going on?" he asked. Cajo peered down, and Jonas approached the reptile with a smile.

"I am a priest of the Green Flow, and my guard is a psychic." the otter said warmly.

"Well, what's down there?!" the gator asked in panic as another sinkhole roared into existence.

At first Jonas was at a loss for words. He searched for an explanation easily offered, but Cajo came to his rescue.

"Its a landshark. A big, old earthmover. A mite powerful too."

***** *****

Knuckle gained a sense of where he was in the total darkness as he fell, and flipped to land on his feet at the base of the hole he entered without a second thought. He landed easily, but his impact smashed his feet into the hard-packed stone. The wolf looked around, aware of how little he could see, and his nose told nothing but the scent of earth. His ears, however...

"You must be some kind of hero to enter my domain... But I suppose its YOU he's after then..." a voice said, from seemingly nowhere. Knuckle braced himself, his ears tall as he kept listening.

"You definitely have a few marks.. A Beastridden wo-WEREwolf, excuse me." the voice assessed. Knuckle lowered his guard as he realized he was in the presence of one who could answer his questions.

"WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS!?" he roared, and the voice's owner approached from the distance, slowly. And with his senses, Knuckle began to make out the creature's form.

The landshard was on four legs, with its front legs much more developed. They ended in large, silver claws, as if they were literally made of metals from deep within the earth, with a angled head that ended in a sharp point. Its eyes were set deeper in the sides of it, with channels that allowed it to see directly ahead, and directly above. Its mouth was lined with jagged, metallic teeth that framed its jawline.

Its body was burly and muscled, with plates of what could be assumed metal on various parts of its body, with a long, almost flat tail that swirled a little stiffly as Knuckle noticed the last few feet of it was a silver blade.

"All of this' is a gift to my new prospect! He has an ambition that can't be quenched and I'm damn proud." the landshark said. Knuckle immediately fumed.

"THERE'S PEOPLE UP THERE THAT AIN'T GOT SHIT TO DO WITH HIM!!" Knuckle roared.

The landshark smiled, which Knuckle found a bit strange.

"That's part of it kid, yeah. He hates you. So even people you might have passed on the street will feel his hate, for you."

"WHAT DID AH DO TO HIM!? HE STARTED IT ALL! ALL OF IT!"

"You're asking the wrong questions." the landshark said, and Knuckle stomped towards it.

"HOW DO AH STOP HIM!? WHY WON'T HE QUIT!? WHAT DO AH GOTTA DO DAMMIT!? FIGHT HIM, FUCK HIM!?"

"Say you see the next few hours...I'll tell you."

"What?"

"I'll be straight up with you. I'm here to kill you."

Knuckle fell silent as the truth was undoubtedly before him. He took a step back, and the landshark advanced the same.

"Kill...me..." Knuckle repeated, and the earthbeast took two steps before leaping above, and rolling forward with its tail out in a heavy, sawlike fashion. Before Knuckle could read the movements of his enemy's attack, the blade was just above his bare right shoulder. Knuckle sidestepped in a rush of motion, turning to his right to evade the blade and spinning back to crouch and plant a hand to spin on it, his legs spread wide as he made a vicious counter-attack with his feet igniting to make a vortex of flame that the landshark couldn't evade. Each blazing kick connected, leaving glowing red patches on the monster's dense skin as Knuckle then planted his other hand, balled into a fist and took his footing, his left arm low and his right level with his chest. The landshark reeled back, burned and shocked at Knuckle's offense.

"NOW you're in for a FIGHT boy!!" the monster grumbled, and burrowed into the dense stone underfoot in a flash.

"Naw, YOU'RE the one's gonna git THRASHED!" Knuckle shouted as the beast buried itself, giving the wolf time to think about his situation.

[A landshark... Needs earth to move and attack at his best. I should keep him above ground then. Even better if I could get him skyward...] he thought, as he sensed the vibrations of the monsterous earthmover burrow through the bedrock as if it were water. As he felt the monster approach, he jumped high above and thrust a foot downward, blasting a gigantic flame shaped like his foot into the empty space between the landshark and himself.

"Ah-HAH! KNEW you'd take to the ai-" said the landshark as it burst from the ground, aiming to leap at Knuckle and attack with full force. Its plan required, however, that Knuckle hadn't ignited the air with a fireball, and the landshark dove right into the burning foot, superheating its body unbearably.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH...!" it roared, falling limp and plummeting to the ground, landing beside the hole it'd burst from. Knuckle saw his chance and mentally gave his back a pat before falling headlong, drawing the blades from his pockets and adorning his fists.

"Here ya go, Knuckle style!!"

Knuckle twisted his feet to push his body into a spin, his entire body stretched out with both blades aimed slightly toward each other to make a vicious drill. When he had fallen close enough to the landshark, he had bored right through his softened metallic hide, through his muscle and organs, even sectioning a part of his spine away before flashing through the other side and firing through his flesh in a bloody explosion. Knuckle had even spun so fast that he had drilled through the stone and entered the landshark's tunnel nearby. The wolf rolled to a stop, crouched and soaked with blood. He shook himself free of most of the earthy liquid and stopped to listen, his ears tall.

The landshark huffed and gagged, shuddering to its feet and spilling more blood.

"I haven't been hit like THAT in a LONG time!" it said, and Knuckle sat silently as he felt a rush of power from the earthmover as he began to swiftly heal itself; regrowing it's damaged organs and bones, muscle, and finally skin.

"Holy hell boy.." the landshark huffed. Knuckle stood hard, leaping from the hole as he took the initiative to escape, and sighted the creature begin to dig...but he stopped. Knuckle was airborn for a bit but fell to the ground, wary as the landshark was still, even sitting.

"You've got a spark and you use your power well!" it said, and Knuckle took a guarded pose as he advanced with slow steps.

"Yeah? What of it?" Knuckle asked.

"Tell me what you fight for.."

"Ah don't fight. Ah got dragged into this when my friend got raped by your buddy's thrall."

"I see..." the landshark sighed.

"The best part is when I tell you that at this level of strength you've got, even though I smell your seed on you from only hours before, that you're damn strong too."

Knuckle dropped his guard, one ear cocked in wonder.

"Huh!? Ah can't keep that pressure; that shit fuckin hurts!"

"I'm sorry it does kid.." the landshark said, gently, and Knuckle sensed the ease on the monster's voice.

"Will you let me apologize?"

"Huh? How?"

"I'll do something amazing for you with my mouth, and strengthen you as well. Mammals rule the world now; I should accept this and cloyster up in a cave somewhere." the landshark said, and Knuckle recognized the sounds, and smells, of a male's arousal.

"You're a..guy.." he whispered, his throat suddenly dry with anxiety.

The landshark approached with slow and easy steps, hiding nothing as the point of his nose slowly met the front of Knuckle's trunks. Knuckle drew short breaths as he could almost feel the sharp point of the creature's nose bite against the fine threads, and his heart raced as it traced around his adult-sized sheath and low-hanging testicles.

"They don't often make 'em like you kid..." the landshark praised, punctuating his remark with a deep sniff.

"Take these off." the earthmover ordered, and Knuckle let them slide to his paws with no argument, the earthy air stained with the scent of his maleness, strong and spreading slowly as the landshark's sharp face nuzzled against the hair and flesh with impossible care.

"You ain't so...big an' mean are ya?" Knuckle asked as the monster before him released a soft, pink tongue that caressed and hefted his weighty, hairy balls and dropped them to swing under their own weight. Knuckle huffed; his eyes closing as yet again, he was the prized stud. And as a stud, his only reaction was to pant softly as his sheath filled out, engorging his wolfdick with blood.

"Good boy." the monster praised as his surprisingly dextrous claws freed Knuckle's shaft before his erection trapped it within.

"Big boy ain't ya?" the landshark praised, and Knuckle grinned dumbly as he watched with suspense building, his tail sweeping behind himself slowly.

"Heh, here we go then." the landshark began, following up with a slimy but deeply satisfying lick to the shaft in his claws.

"Hoo boy.." Knuckle moaned, before watching the monster close his mouth around his beloved member.

"AH'M SORRY FER BORIN' THROUGH YA..!" he blurted, expecting to be totally castrated and left to bleed out on the earthly floor of the sinkhole...but the soft, velvety tongue fought his fear away as it wrapped around his shaft and tugged, stroking with amazing control and pressure as Knuckle slowly began to buck his hips against the monster's sharp teeth.

"Oh hell yeah!" he yelped, collapsing on top of the monster's head as he bucked smoothly. The landshark's tongue worked powerfully and Knuckle went limp, his cock swollen to tie between the monster's large fangs. The landshark shifted back, his tongue drawing whines from Knuckle as he let him dangle with a strong tie; what Knuckle needed.

"HUURRRRRFF!!" the wolf barked, his cock firing a hard burst of cum into the vortex of tongue his cock was surrounded by, and his body released a strong wave of force that the landshark absorbed greedily.

"Thatta boy..." the landshark said, his voice traveling through Knuckle's dick to be heard directly inside his own head.

"You wanna beat him and save what you love, go ahead. I don't know what you'd have to do to get through to him, but if you're gonna try, you gotta."

Knuckle's deep breaths and gasps of satisfaction brought a new scent to his attention; the smell of arousal. It wafted from the earthbeast freely, and he let the wolf in his teeth fall free to lay on his back so he could straddle him, scooping him into a warm embrace, with his long, thick and wet reptillian cock tracing just up Knuckle's inner thigh, parting between his leg and his boulderous, beastmarked pair. Knuckle panted and moaned at the sensation, his arms around the monster above himself. Their eyes even met and didn't part, even as the wolf was invaded harshly, with the landshark burying himself to his crotch; Knuckle's legs skyward and his tail driven to bathe in the dust under. Knuckle whimpered as his grip fought the monster's scaly, metallic back that arched as he speared Knuckle's near-virgin hole relentlessly, harshly stretching it as the cock within wore against it.

"Can ya take that?" the lansharked asked, grinning at Knuckle's discomfort as the wolf fought to breathe; every hard but patient thrust, for the moment, was aimed to show his dominance here.

Knuckle groaned, his head shaking his mane into a mess as he gritted his teeth. He thought ahead to when this would all be worth the feat of endurance he was forced to demonstrate.

"I am Xarieos, boy. Thats what you can call me while I have MY turn beating YOU." the beast said with a chuckle as he hammered a harder thrust into the wolf in his grasp, who wanted to escape as much as he held on tight, howling hard enough to clear the area of dust.

"Might been WORTH it to nearly be killed by ya...if I can have this TIGHT piece of fire.." Xarieos said with a chuckle, rocking his hips and dragging his two-foot breeder through Knuckle's scattered and churned insides.

Knuckle was breathless, while each time he was invaded he wanted to scream and apologize, to beg for release, but all the same he took it; his pride was his toughness.

"And you are definitely hot pup, like I'm bathing my breeder in magma." the landshark said, shifting to his steady hind legs with his nimble claws at the wolf's waist, hammering hard, deliberately drawing out his sexual torture. His sharp face approached Knuckle's.

"Can't shoot if you don't call me daddy."

"HUHTHEFUCK!?"

"Whose yer daddy pup!?" Xarieos asked as he hilted Knuckle viciously, his cock oozing thick precum within him.

"AHHHFUCK, FUCK AHHHHH! YOU GOD DAMMIT!" Knuckle roared.

"What's my name pup?" he asked, hammering quickly, deeply hilted.

Knuckle's teeth were gritted so hard his gums bled.

"NAME!!" Xarieos shouted as he somehow pressed deeper, his cock throbbing and swelling with more blood.

"XARIE-" the wolf shouted, and indeed the landshark shuddered, awash with pleasure as the gates burst; drowning the wolf's inside with hot seed that crashed down his tunnel as every thick shot was trapped inside.

"Yes, yes!!!" Xarieos cried as his body quaked, and a roaring wave of vicious power escaped the landsharks body and circled Knuckle's as if searching for it, then entered with a low sound. Knuckle groaned hard as his body was wracked with agony, as if his body was prey and the power was a predator that sank its teeth into it, and Knuckle wailed even louder, as he was swallowed by darkness.

***** *****

Some time later..

Cajo stood near the edge of one gigantic sinkhole, its depths inky. As he gazed down into the unpiercable darkness, he received a strong jolt.

"Hah...Haha...HahahAHAHAHAH!!" he exclaimed, chuckling and sniffling, laughing himself to tears. Jonas was lost.

"What's going on down there?" the otter asked, as he took note of the tremors cecassion. Cajo wiped an eye and swallowed.

"Knuck's gone off the deep end. Ah hope he's got some idea'bout what he's doin.." the two-toned wold sighed. Jonas looked into the hole with trepidation, worried about his guardian.

` "What's happening Cajo? Is Knuckle okay?"

"He might come out with a limp.." the wolf continued with a chuckle.

*****

Knuckle drew sharp breaths as his hole was denied reprieve; stretched forcefully beyond its limits. Xarieos panted deeply, lustfully as his Beastridden power attacked and marked Knuckle over and over, burying itself into his body and spirit repeatedly.

"Here comes another pup.." the landshark said, unspent and revitalized as his hips returned to work, hammering at the wolf's backside mercilessly, savoring Knuckle's discomfort. Mounted now, his fists balled up in the dust and scattered spots of muck and moisture, he wailed and howled loudly as he took more punishment, believing that this was training and he would be much more powerful afterwards.

"Huuuuuuf!!" the landshark sighed, bucking his hips and battering the mounted werewolf under him with more and more attacks from his own power.

"Boy..." Xarieos began.

"If my testicles weren't internal I'd bet our pairs would make some nice music together..." he said, heaving silently as his cock spewed more of his ancient ejaculate into the wolf he was buried in. Knuckle shook with fury from being bred so harshly, for so long.

"YOU GONNA FUCKIN FINISH SOME TIME SOON!?" the wolf roared, but his rage died the moment the landshark pressed his cock deep, splitting new heat from within the brown beast.

"UUAAAH.." Knuckle grunted, grimacing as the landshark's spire rooted deep.

"Kid, I could fuck your fiery butt for a week and still not be satisfied with it. Just endure. I know you've got limits." Xarieos casually replied, rocking his hips slowly. Knuckle whimpered, his hole invaded deper than he'd ever felt, deeper than he could ever know while the landshark above humped deeply and slowly.

"You've got a sweet hole." Xarieos stated as he pressed deep, deeper than he'd ever visited, then slowly withdrew. After several seconds, Knuckle drew a sharp breath and gasped as the end of Xarieos's cock left his throttled hole, and six galloons of seed followed. Knuckle collapsed into the dust and muck under as he leaked a flood of ancient semen, fists balled as Xarieos straddled him, his deflating dick leaving a wet trail down his back, trailing over his new Beastridden scars.

"I've done it pup. You now possess a strength that can match you with Senryul. Who knows... You might be able to stop him." he said, taking a step away from the over-fucked werewolf. As the landshark then moved away, Knuckle's power began to heal his battered body by closing his gaping tailhole, and resetling his organs. In an instant more, there wasn't even a sting.

"Wha..." he began, as he felt the power within himself roar forth, with a growl that burst from his throat, rumbling and quaking skyward. He knelt, then blasted upwards, donning his knuckle axes as he rushed to reunite with the blue sky.

"SENRYUUUUUL!!!"