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Entry 17

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

*Skeletor addition flavor:

Original/Hardcore – 8/7

*Diablo's sex:

Male/Female/Hermaphrodite/Random Selection – 7/8/1/1

*Casino City

How do we get into the Barn?

-Through the sewers (no roll – there are other matters down there to deal with) – 1

-Through the kitchen (40% chance) – 6

-Through the rooftop windows (35% but minimal chance of discovery on failure) – 5

-Straight through the bouncers (70% chance, but we'll attract attention) – 2

-Through fast-talking the bouncers (60% but there may be complications) – 4

-Make your own suggestion

Immediate Party Addition Votes:

Babs Bunny –

Berri (http://conker.wikia.com/wiki/Berri) –

Buster Bunny –

Caramel Rabbit –

Fifi LeFume –

Foxy Asso –

Gadget Hackwrench, Tammy Squirrel, Foxglove – 5 – they'll join shortly

Goldie Pheasant –

Minerva Mink –

Sheema (http://questforglory.wikia.com/wiki/Shema) –

Hobbes (http://wingcommander.wikia.com/wiki/Ralgha\_nar\_Hhallas) –

Lexi Bunny –

Lola Bunny –

Misty (Pokemon) – 2

May (Pokemon) – 2

Dawn (Pokemon) – 2

Iris (Pokemon) – 2

Velma Dinkley – 2

Daphne Blake – 1

Mightyena (female, anthro) – 2

Shirley the Loon –

Three Little Pigs –

*Castlevania

Does Asriel Dreemurr listen to Chara (evil) or Frisk (good)? – 0/18

In the dungeons, which scene should we see next?

Beast and Belle – 1

Bridget – 0

Brooklyn – 5

Cassandra and Sophitia – 1

Cutie Mark Crusaders – 4

Jonathan Talbain – 0

Kasumi – 0

Kim Possible and Kiara (consensual) – 7 – selected

Midna – 1

Natsu and Taki – 0

Okami Amaterasu – 0

Which route of entry should our team take? All starting routes have a 40% chance of success, but will have different choices, with different chances of future success to come.

-Through the sewers (closest to the dungeons) – 3

-Seduce our way through the gate (Morrigan on point) – 3

-Have Fox McCloud let us in via a rope on the wall – 4

-A secret passage (destination unknown) – 6

Additional Requests/Votes

Characters (5 votes for new character additions):

Alphys (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Alphys) – 4

Anna Puma and Uni Puma (http://www.absoluteanime.com/tank\_police/sisters.htm) – 4

Articuno (mythic encounter) – 2

Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale) – 5 – he will make an appearance

Beldo (Azure Dreams) – 5 – added to the villains

Cha Cha and Kayamba (http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/MH3U:\_Shakalaka\_Warriors\_Guide) – 2

Doggo (Undertale) – 3

Elemental and Elder Dragons (Etrian Odyssey, mythic encounter) – 4

Elesa (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Elesa) – 2

Fallen One (Etrian Odyssey) – 1

Flannery (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Flannery) – 2

Foxy Roxy (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Brutal:\_Paws\_of\_Fury) – 2

Goris the Deathclaw (Fallout) – 1

HK-47 (Star Wars KOTOR) – 3

Isabelle (animalcrossing.wikia.com/wiki/Isabelle) – 4

Katt (Breath of Fire 2) – 4

Knyght (Monster Hunter…sort of - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PZPlyxbmzE&feature=youtu.be) – 3

Kogenta (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Kogenta) – 5 – slated for inclusion

Krogans – 4

Lynx (http://chrono.wikia.com/wiki/Lynx) – 1

Magnamon – 5 – will be brought into play

Master Chief (HALO) – 1

Naga the White Serpent (http://kanzaka.wikia.com/wiki/Naga\_the\_Serpent) – 2

Raidramon – 5 – will be brought into play

Road Rovers Team, Partial (List characters you want to see when you vote) – 6 – will appear

-Blitz

-Exile

-Colleen

-Hunter

Sangheili (aka Elites, HALO) – 4

Serge (http://chrono.wikia.com/wiki/Serge) – 1

Shelly (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Shelly) – 2

Shendu (Jackie Chan Adventures) – 1

Tail Concerto Characters – 5 – will be cycled into play

-Alicia

-Beluga Damiens (http://redthehunter.wikia.com/wiki/B%C3%A9luga\_Damiens)

-Cyan

-Flare

-Princess Theria

-Stair

-Waffle

Tai Lung (Kung-fu Panda) – 4

Teemo (http://leagueoflegends.wikia.com/wiki/Teemo/Background) – 2

Teepo (Breath of Fire 3) – 5 – added, but side is ambiguous

Tigerishka (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The\_Wanderer\_%28Leiber\_novel%29) – 4

Turians (Mass Effect) – 4

Undyne (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Undyne) – 4

Ursa (Gummi Bears) – 5

Villager (Animal Crossing, Smash Bros.) – 2

Characters Pending Appearance

Alduin (http://elderscrolls.wikia.com/wiki/Alduin)

Crita (http://he-man.wikia.com/wiki/Crita)

Flamedramon (Digimon)

Kaa - http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Kaa

Leatherhead (TMNT)

Metal Garurumon (Digmon)

Natsuki and Batanen (Hyper Police)

Po (Kung-Fu Panda)

Rei (Breath of Fire 3)

Ryu (Breath of Fire 3)

Shego (Kim Possible)

StarFox Team, Partial (list characters you want to see when you vote):

-Bill Gray

-Falco Lombardi

-Fara Phoenix

-Fay Spaniel

-Katt Monroe

-Miyu Lynx

Toriel (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Toriel)

Triceratons (http://turtlepedia.wikia.com/wiki/Triceratons)

Wargreymon (Digimon)

Scenes (7 votes for most to happen):

The Next Villain Scene (reset, 10 votes to take place) – 0

Master Tigress/Renamon interaction (futanari Renamon suggested) – 4

Master Tigress/Okami pairing – 2

Boss, the charr engineer, becomes a voyeur with Riva – 2

Krystal starts training someone in her mental arts (suggestions pending) – 1

Wolf Linkle (Rule 63 Link) – 3

C-3PO vs. Mettaton deathmatch – 1

Tails/Krystal – 1

Carmelita/Rocket – 2

Taking crew measurements on the ship – 1

Pleasure Island casino, a place for transformations – 2

Angela develops a bondage fetish – 2

Scooby Doo buys Daphne and Velma – 5 – this will take place

Gigginox attack! (http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/Gigginox) – 1

Genderswap Zeke – 1

Genderswap Stallion – 1

Pending Scenes

Mythological Encounter

Mirage visited by badguy flunkies

Mirage/Carmelita – ongoing

Master Tigress demands a rematch with Jon Talbain

Bunnygirl'ed Raven

Cheshirespace and Coyote (Mythic encounter)

Jon Talbain/Bambi

Zeke/Jon Talbain/Amaterasu wolfsome

Author Notes

Do note, I'll be clearing off characters without votes after this entry.

And, well, yeah, I did get some inspiration for the kitchen from a few sites. http://www.foodbeast.com/news/top-5-sexiest-food-mascots/ is one of them. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yp8JDRwSKa8is very much another. And https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NCraQg84bEg is a third, since the character was completely new to me, but no less appealing in her way.

By the by, even though several princesses have been sent to the badguys, until they are actually featured in a Villains scene, any character in the clutches of the badguys can still be rescued. Once a character appears in a Villains scene, however, they are no longer available for regular play.

UFC Entry 17

Frowning, Shere Khan surveyed the numerous views flashing across the screen on his desk. Of course he was more than a little leery of making use of the desk as he was: the last owner, Dillinger by name, had made extensive use of a rogue AI to make his fortune, a fortune that collapsed utterly when the AI was eventually shut down by some meddling do-gooders.

As it so happened, Shere Khan was similarly in contact with a rogue AI. Two of them, actually. Some time back, the hero known as Bucky O'Hare had destroyed the primary processing core of the entity known as KOMPLEX. However, being a machine, one couldn't truly kill a being like KOMPLEX so long as even a part of him survived. A part did indeed survive, and was found and then absorbed by an even more powerful AI: SHODAN.

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List\_of\_Bucky\_O'Hare\_characters#Komplex

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SHODAN]

Normally, Shere Khan wasn't the trusting sort. In fact, he hadn't changed one bit. Though Maleficent seemed perfectly happy to bring the conjoined AI on board, along with the remnants of the Toad Armada, the cunning tiger needed better assurances of good behavior that the mere fact that there would be more than enough for all of the Council after Chernobog was summoned, and thus no need to squabble. Fortunately, the Council's chief science director, Wile E. Coyote, had stumbled upon the perfect method of controlling the rogue AI, ensuring it didn't stray from the Council's plans.

The leash Wile E. had discovered was pleasure. Raw, organic pleasure, transmitted straight into SHODAN's silicon existence.

“AAAAH!" wailed Minnie Mouse as she trembled on all-fours, a thick, meaty length of Doberman cock shafting in and out of her bare black-furred cunny.

“EEEEE!" squealed Daisy Duck as a brown-furred groin, framed by sleek black fur, slapped against her shapely tailfeathers, making her tight buns bounce.

Shere Khan admired the view on his screen of the two gorgeous (and, thankfully for him, as bisexual as himself) Doberman Pinschers snarling and grunting over the securely bound fallen stars. With Maleficent's prescient magic, Shere Khan hadn't just taken the pair prisoner: he'd quite legally bought out their contracts. Which meant, in a nutshell, that he very literally owned their sexy rumps…and everything else besides. If he decided he wanted his best bodyguards, Roscoe and Desoto, to thoroughly plunder those girls' dainty quims, there was nobody to complain.

[http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Roscoe\_and\_DeSoto]

With that legal ownership, Shere Khan smirked at the light metal mesh on each girl's head, seated like a skullcap. A similar skullcap replaced the normal blue cap of the pink-furred boy bear securely bound and seated on the tiger's bare, striped thigh. His eyes then traveled to where the metallic, feminine face of SHODAN appeared on his screen. Smirking ever so slightly at the look of shock on her face, no doubt brought about by the sudden influx of erotic energy shared with the two hotties being filled with red, juicy puppymakers to either side of his chair. The metal meshes both made their wearers more suggestible and pleasure sensitive, making them well-suited as a form of brainwashing, they also carried a direct feed into Shere Khan's system, and through the system, into SHODAN's numerous and complex receptors.

“Why…why have you called me?" demanded SHODAN, her voice hesitant and slightly stuttering as the image fuzzed, while in the background, Desoto, the more vicious of the pair, made the bound, naked duck on all-fours in front of him open her beak wide in a loud wail of orgasm as he sank his knot into her with a deep-throated grunt, his huge hands mauling her wing-shaped, white-feathered breasts, fingertips rolling her candy pink nipples with savage skill.

“A few reasons," Shere Khan said in his usual calm tones, one hand casually fondling the pink-furred bear's plump sac, making him whine into the red ballgag in his mouth and start to squirm. “First, I wanted you to relay to Maleficent that I'm handling the defiling of the Princesses Minnie and Daisy." His words were punctuated by Minnie's scream as the smug-faced Roscoe ground his hips against her juicy sex, teasing her with his knot, but never quite sinking it past the lips of her cunny, his hands firmly squeezing the mousegirl's toned little butt. “Second, I wanted to thank her for her very generous gift: I've always had a thing for bears." Driving these words home, Shere Khan carefully caressed the boy's penis, easily raising him to full pubescent erection while the poor little prisoner whimpered pitifully, looking down with sad eyes at his traitor penis. “I've always wanted to savor the sensation of sinking myself into a Gummi bear: I understand they're the most bouncy and flexible creatures in the known universe."

[http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Cubbi\_Gummi]

“Third, I wanted you to convey my report on the acquisition of additional victims for our rites: the plan to use War World as our primary collection point seems to be proceeding apace, only requiring the various forces in our employ to redirect ships en route to that silly peace accord in the Limbo sector. With the interdictors chief scientist Coyote made available, rerouting any sudden change in jump coordinates, such as to avoid hostile pirate craft, is quite simply done. Do note my minor concern, however, that we may be redirecting more than just the diplomatic missions to our forced rendezvous point, and I suspect difficulties may arise if we should land one of those meddlesome 'heroic' types that so often foul our various enterprises."

Shere Khan easily bent the much-smaller male over his desk with one hand, the other reaching into a drawer, and spreading a copious amount of lubricant onto his fingers. Holding poor Cubbi's tied wrists to hold the younger male down, Shere Khan easily slipped his slick fingers into the squirming Gummi Bear's tailhole, admiring the boy's firm, rounded little tushie as he did so.

“Is-is-is that alLLllll?" SHODAN queried, her normally green-and-metal circuit “veins" turning a light pinkish tinge as she received the addition of Cubbi Gummi's transmitted pleasure.

“I suppose all I'll need from you," Shere Khan admitted, feeling he'd proven his ability to overwhelm the AI sufficiently well. “Ah, one question, however: how goes the handling of the latest batch of victims from War World?"

“Sh-sh-shipments are SLowww from the southern hemisphere of the planet," SHODAN reported, letting Shere Khan's eyes scan over the data on the reports of slaving in the warmer section of War World. “But Dr-Dracula has delivered several new victims. Do you wish to view the fate of the latest Maleficent has deemed w-w-worthy of sacrifice?"

“On screen," Shere Khan gently commanded, even as he drew a loud moan from Cubbi as he found the boy's prostate with practiced ease, making the pink-furred teen's cheeks turn a bright red, his cock leaking all over the smooth glass desktop.

In a flash, Shere Khan found himself looking into a wide chamber. Various arcane symbols lined the walls and floor and the tapestries all around its perimeter. In the center of that room, a lithesome, tan-skinned and raven-haired human woman was dangling from a chain suspended above the room, only a short distance above a fairly small cauldron, a strange green liquid bubbling inside. Not far away, a dark-haired duck, somewhat like Daisy in general shape, but with a far more angular face, besides the dark hair and black dress that draped over her shapely figure, was making arcane gestures over a large book. As Shere Khan watched, the wicked duckwitch suddenly threw up her hands with a wild cackle, before, just as suddenly, the cauldron began to churn madly.

“The Princess Ariel," Shere Khan remarked casually, while just as casually stroking Cubbi's cock with one hand, the other still pumping the boy's bottom, making his captive squirm desperately. “An excellent choice for the ritual defiling, I think: she'd cause us the most trouble if she ever got her hands free to work magic. Hmm, and Magica De Spell working the ritual. I wonder what sort of…"

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magica\_De\_Spell]

Shere Khan's eyes widened as the cauldron's green liquid parted, spurting forth a small host of writhing, boiling tentacles. Just as the powerfully-built tiger realized that each tentacle was tipped with a dripping phallus, Ariel was crying out, her legs jerking upward as her delicate pudenda was penetrated by a slime-slick tentacle, punching right through her blue singlet as it did so. Moments later, she wailed even more loudly as another of the tentacles thrust into her toned backside, making her back arch as the cloth she wore was ripped aside. More tentacles surrounded her, tearing at her clothes, ripping them off, laying her smooth, dusky skin bare. They were eager, demanding, relentless as they sought out holes to fill, another somehow managing to squeeze its way into her pussy, and one finally silencing her cries by shoving into her mouth, raping her throat.

“A fine showing," Shere Khan said approvingly. “Give Miss De Spell my compliments, SHODAN. I do enjoy watching a pathetic human getting what she most deserves. You may go now: I have work to do."

“Y-y-yES," agreed the AI, before she winked off of his screen.

Lifting Cubbi Gummi, even as he heard Minnie's loud cry as she was finally filled to the brim with Roscoe's knot, Shere Khan slipped his massive hands beneath the boy's thighs, suspending him over the tiger's own now-bared, barbed shaft. The poor pink bear struggled against the tiger's greater strength, but all in vain, as Shere Khan took his time, lowering the boy slowly downward.

“Computer," he addressed the desk. “Call up Kaa, and tell him I need him on War World. From the reports, it seems as though Mirage isn't cooperating with the Council." He sneered. “That vile has-been!"

So saying, Shere Khan thrust his hips upward, his pointed cockhead meeting Cubbi's tense little tailhole. The boy squealed into his ballgag, his toes standing out straight from his body, but he was far too slick and prepared from the tiger's prior efforts, and soon he sank all the way down, until his plump little balls were resting on top of Shere Khan's. The cruel business mogul smiled toothily as he looked down into the tear-filled eyes of the boy on his lap, and then began to briskly bounce the squirming young teen, the rubbery barbs on his shaft rasping Cubbi's delicate insides in the most exquisitely erotic of ways.

“Roscoe, Desoto," Shere Khan growled out, his voice husky with passion. “Once you've finished up with your toys, clean them up and head over to War World yourselves. Kaa might be useful against a goddess, but I don't trust him. I'll need you to track operations on the ground."

“Yessir!" snarled both powerful Dobermans, before their acknowledgement was punctuated by a loud bark as orgasm overtook them at the same time, Minnie and Daisy crying out as well as their insides were splashed with thick, potent canine seed.

*

Slightly groggy from a light nap, Stallion came to himself slowly, his eyes blinking as he looked up, one equine ear twitching at the sound of his cell's door being unlocked. A visitor…?

“Wh-no!"

Stallion squirmed, his bound ankles kicking out as best as he could even as strong yet strangely gentle hands explored his naked chest and belly…and lower still. Though he couldn't quite place it, the scene being played out seemed familiar somehow. At least, right up until another pair of equine lips met his. Then Stallion's mind shut down, his eyes closing as he felt himself, almost without any volition of his own, kissing the other stallion back.

“That cat sent you, didn't she?" asked Stallion, breathing hard as the kiss was broken.

“Eeyup," replied Big Macintosh.

“You're," Stallion gulped nervously, his eyes straying down to the other male's casual erection, resting hot and heavy on his bare thigh, “you're here to…to gentle me up, aren't you?"

“Eeyup."

“Is there anything I can do to talk you out of this?"

“Nope."

Gasping loudly, Stallion could only watch, his inner thighs trembling, as the red-furred male, not nearly as tall as himself, but much more broad-shouldered and muscular, hoisted his legs up onto the other male's shoulders, leaving Stallion's genitals in a most vulnerable state. Right then he felt utterly paralyzed, his only vocalization a series of loud moans, as the red stallion ran his smooth, broad tongue over Stallion's heavy balls, lifting them each, one by one, to lavish them with loving and very thorough attention. That tongue dipped lower, then, into the extra-sensitive spot at the apex of Stallion's perineum, and the helpless horseman couldn't hold back the loud whinny this expert oral attention forced from his lips.

Watching, helpless to act, as Big Macintosh wrapped one massive hand around his gold-skinned erection and started to slowly stroke Stallion until he was ready to scream, Stallion whimpered instead as the other male's tongue teased against his tailhole, followed shortly afterward by a thick finger. His eyes rolling back into his head, Stallion knew there was no point in resisting, no hope for mercy or escape or even effective resistance: it just felt too good.

Breathing hard, Stallion watched with heavy-lidded eyes as Big Macintosh lifted the gold-furred male's ankles onto his shoulders, then gripped the base of his own immense shaft – thicker, even, than Stallion's! – to better guide it forward, toward the tender bud of Stallion's seldom-touched tailhole.

“Ah!" cried out the red-maned male as he felt his tailring starting to stretch. “Ah – B-big Macintosh! Wait! I can't…you're too…AH!"

Stallion's whole body convulsed as, with an almost audible 'pop,' Big Macintosh's heavy glans squeezed inside Stallion's tight-clenching body. Squirming like a filly more than a stallion, Stallion moaned loudly as Big Macintosh started to take him, slow and gentle, not rushing matters. His moans were muffled when the more heavily-muscled male's lips met his in a sensual kiss. Tongues wrestled as Big Macintosh kept thrusting and, before Stallion really knew what was going on, he was thrusting back into each thrust, his eyes closing as he let the overwhelming sensations just wash over him in waves.

Then Big Macintosh's hips were moving faster, harder, and Stallion felt his cock pinned between his belly and the other male's, each movement of their bodies rubbing his shaft firmly between their taut tummyflesh. Wet, slick slapping of Big Macintosh's balls against Stallion's rump filled Stallion's ears, while the red-furred male's precum dribbled down the curves of Stallion's bottom, pooling beneath him. The shorter, more muscular male was a relentless machine! He was brutal, merciless, and seemingly immune to fatigue. Would he ever get tired? Would he ever stop?

Stallion hoped he wouldn't. Not ever.

“Big Macint-mmmm!" Stallion suddenly cried out as his orgasm caught him almost completely unprepared, before Big Macintosh's lips covered his own once more. It was so intense, Stallion's vision went black, before being followed by a flash of fireworks behind his eyes that gradually receded. When he could see again, Big Macintosh was still plowing away, pounding him until Stallion's whole body shuddered with each unstoppable impact.

Over in the next cell, Stallion was barely aware of Zeke drooling copiously, from both his muzzle and his thick black cock, which he was stroking frantically. Unable to quite process how in the world the Big Bad Wolf somehow managed to get out of the bonds Elh had put him in before, Stallion could only cry out again, this time as Big Macintosh bit down on his shoulder – a mating bite!

Knowing instinctively what the bite meant, and knowing it marked him as the personal property of Big Macintosh, Stallion couldn't hold back his whinny – he didn't even try – as his hips arched upward, his rump clamping down on the mighty red shaft pistoning in and out of his depths.

That, it seemed, was the final straw for Big Macintosh, as the powerful male grunted into his mouthful of shoulder, and suddenly Stallion trembled all over as the thick, creamy warmth of the red-furred male's copious cum flooded his insides. There was so much! Even as tightly as Stallion's tailhole was clenching Big Macintosh's shaft, he couldn't contain it all, and spurts of the other male's cream splattered against the floor beneath the two males, joined soon after by Zeke's own orgasm as he bared his fangs in ecstasy at the homoerotic sight taking place before him in the other cell.

Stallion was only vaguely aware of large, strong, gentle hands on his naked body, and the sound of running water, followed by the feel of a damp terrycloth on his very sensitive lower parts. Was he…he was being cleaned, he realized dully, in the still-functioning part of his mind. Big Macintosh was a gentlecolt after all, not leaving his recent partner lying in a puddle of comingled cum.

Slowly coming around, Stallion felt the shackles on his wrists and ankles falling away as Big Macintosh unlocked them, then helped the red-maned male to his feet.

“We going somewhere?" asked Stallion, blinking as he felt strangely…lighter than he had before. Whatever he'd just gone through, it had left him feeling a lot better, a lot more in control of himself, somehow, than he'd felt in longer than he could properly remember. For the first time in such a long time, he could see.

“Eeyup," said Big Macintosh, unlocking Zeke's cell with his free hand, the other supporting Stallion. Zeke stepped out, licking his chops as he lifted his nose, scenting the air.

“I smell an orgy," the Big Bad Wolf declared in a lusty growl.

“Eeyup," Big Macintosh confirmed.

“Sounds like my kind of fun," chuckled Stallion.

After all, just because Stallion was free of his dark corruption, didn't mean he was any less randy. Mostly it just meant he was a little bit more likely to take no for an answer.

*

Before much more time had passed, the floating lizard who'd betrayed Chocolat's team came bobbing by on the air, a pair of strange red collars in his hands. He casually affixed these to both Daphne and Velma, and then touched a few buttons on a remote control he carried. Quite suddenly, the pressure on their bodies relaxed, and the two teens tumbled forward, quite startled at this turn of events.

“You're both quite lucky," declared the whip-tailed dinosaurian, whose name was Shabunga from what the girls had overheard earlier. “Turns out, you had a buyer before they even opened up this area for use. Most of you others," he gestured to the other prisoners with one hand, the other clipping a leash to each collar, “won't get bought until at least a score of customers have given you positive reviews, if my past experiences with such stations holds true."

“Bought?" asked Velma, the first to recover, starting to get to her feet and adjusting her thick glasses. “By whom? Who even knew we were here?"

“Scooby!" cried out Daphne, her face lighting up as she saw the gangly Great Dane walking on two legs down the hallway, wearing clothes of purple velvet and fur – the clothes of a flamboyant pimp, a gold cane in one hand. Then, as she saw the expression on the canine's face, her expression slowly fell, then dropped along with Velma's as Shabunga handed over the leashes to Scooby Doo. “Scooby?"

“Ron ror rees, ritches!" snapped the Great Dane, giving the leashes a sharp tug. Immediately, the collars around each girl's throat flashed with bright red light, and they both cried out in unison, before jerking forward onto all-fours, looking up at their buyer with steadily growing dismay. This dismay turned to horror and deep embarrassment as the big dog reached down, and began to fondle their slightly upthrust bottoms and tight, untried, lightly-furred quims. Now that they were closer, they could see that Scooby didn't look like himself, not really. He was more humanoid now, more muscular, even taller than he'd been before.

“S-scooby!" Velma cried out in shock as the Great Dane's thick, pawlike digits prodded against her hymen, feeling herself moisten despite herself. “Scooby, what are you doing?"

“He's been infected with a strain of lychanthropy," Shabunga explained as he started floating away, little caring about what Scooby Doo might do to his new purchases. “It makes the sufferer larger, stronger, and a great deal more, ahem, lusty. He earned the money to buy the two of you bringing a high-priced bounty in for Jabba the Hutt."

“Rat's right!" snapped the hulking near-dog, reaching down and casually tossing both girls over one broad shoulder. “Rand row Ri'm ronna rorith rou rhat Ri rould rave rone rin rhe rirst race – rake puppies!"

“Make puppies!" exclaimed Daphne in horror as she started to struggle on Scooby's shoulder, only to give a sharp cry and go limp as the collar around her neck flashed again. “Please, you can't do this, Scooby! We're your friends!"

“Ror ry ritches," growled Scooby with a lusty grin, smacking Daphne's firm, aristocratically-toned bottom, making her give a short cry and leaving a bright red pawprint. “Ri ran ro ranyring rith rou rat Ri rant."

As both girls started to plead with their new master, trying desperately to reach the part of him that had been the comically ineffectual and lovable dog they'd known before his infection turned him into a weredog, even as they were carried steadily closer to Scooby's hotel suite, a loud siren wailed briefly, before the casino intercom crackled to life.

“Attention guests," came the voice of the Dark Queen herself from the speakers. “The Barn is proud to present…our Tight Slots!"

Even through the thick walls, the girls could hear the tromp of many feet as the bar blocking off their section of the casino was raised. Misty's eyes grew wide with horror as the redheaded human saw through her viewscreen a hulking, muscular pig cop leaning in close to inspect her data screen. Chocolat whimpered as she saw a muscled demon sniffing around her barely-covered bottom, drawn by the scent of her innocence. Raven, meanwhile, did her best to remain calm, her face an emotionless mask as she kept looking straight ahead.

“We'll make it out of here," she said to herself, fixing that thought foremost in her mind. “We have to."

-

Just as the Tight Slots opened, Renamon nudged open the door of the kitchen with a gentle back kick, and then backed her way inside, carrying a large crate in her arms. Of course, she and her friends had picked the kitchen entrance as they way into the Barn. It was the least defended entryway, as well as the one easiest to reach.

As Renamon, Rocket, and the anubian approached the Barn, they'd swiftly been approached by Foxy, the bartender over at Freddy's, and also by Felicia. Foxy had heard the story that their friends had been seen going into the Barn, but hadn't been seen coming out before the Tight Slots event opened. Being of a kindly disposition, and wanting Renamon to be happy with him (it was fairly obvious he had a crush on the gold-furred vixen), he'd hurried to find them as soon as he could.

Felicia's story was perhaps even more alarming: the Barn sold its staff as part of the menu! She didn't know if that meant as slaves or as food, but she knew, either way, she needed help, and she needed it fast.

With Felicia's working knowledge of the Barn's routines, it had simply been a matter of having her swipe a uniform for Renamon, and then to have the digimon vixen pick up a nice, big, empty crate (supplied by Foxy), and wander casually into the kitchen door.

The scene within the kitchen was one of building horror.

[The cooks in the kitchen:

https://www.sofurry.com/view/846110

http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Wolf\_%28Make\_Mine\_Music%29

http://okami.neoseeker.com/wiki/Imp\_Chef\_Ajimi

http://okami.neoseeker.com/wiki/Imp]

All around them, working at stoves, tending the fires under bubbling pots, and generally staying busy and bustling about, were what had to be scores of strange, apelike, masked figures, clearly inhuman, even more clearly monstrous in nature. Their masks each sported a unique symbol, and their colors were many and varied, as were their exact sizes and shapes. Most of the food they were preparing was of a sort only a pig cop or a demon would enjoy, and best not thought of too closely.

The special menu, as it turned out, was the purview of the three head chefs.

“Put that meat on the counter with the others," ordered a delicate-looking imp creature, this one wearing a tall chef's toque. “The customer wants it fresh and hot."

Before Renamon's eyes, a hulking wolf, lean in his lower parts and immensely muscled in his upper body, with wide, slavering jaws and yellow eyes that burned like fire, reached down and grabbed something on the floor. With his immense strength, he heaved whatever it was up, and slapped it down on the counter with ease. At this point, Renamon's dark eyes grew huge in shock, and Felicia, watching from behind as she crept along in the shadows, gasped in horror at what – or rather who – the “meat" actually was: it was Goldie Pheasant, that night's lead singer!

Trying to get away, Goldie kicked out and struggled against the powerfully-built wolf, but the massive creature hardly seemed to notice her resistance, as he easily seized her, and flipped her over onto her clothes, before ripping off her clothes, licking his chops as he drooled over the squirming pheasant's buoyant breasts, running his rough paws along her naked body.

“You can't do this!" protested the bird girl, before giving a high-pitched shriek as the wolf flipped her over onto her stomach, then shoved her into the all-fours position, while swiftly binding both her wrists and ankles. “I've got a contract!"

“You mean you had a contract!" answered a bright red fox with one of the most wicked, sharp-toothed grins Renamon had ever seen, and a deep accent from the Deep South. “Contracts only last while you're alive, birdie-pie, and we've got customers paying good money for a chance to plow the star of the show, then have us serve you up roasted after they've had their fun." He neatly shoved an apple in the young pheasant's mouth when she opened her beak to say something more, or perhaps to scream, then reached out to squeeze her upraised rump tightly with both hands. “'sides, I'm looking forward to my turn with these sweet buns, before we pop you in the oven!"

Now that she was closer, Renamon could see two other girls on the table, young and pretty chickens by the look of them, squirming on their backs, frog-tied firmly in position. They were lying side-by-side on a large platter, their feathery snatches on full display. Felicia and Renamon looked past the preparation counter, then, toward the far wall of the kitchen, which, as it turned out, was actually made of the bars of a large cage. Felicia bit her lower lip as she saw more than just performers in that cage: there were Abby and Daisy, the sweet and friendly bovine bartenders, both of them beautiful young heifers who'd ended up on War World mostly by mistake when their ship, rather than taking them to a big city planet from their boring rural lives, had crashed instead. Wanting to escape War World, they'd been working their way to a ticket off planet. Now, as Felicia watched the two large-breasted beauties dangling by their wrists from the cage ceiling, fear on their faces as they awaited their turn in the barbecue pit, she realized that these two country girls, as naïve and sweet as they were, had never had a chance.

[http://barnyard.wikia.com/wiki/Daisy

http://barnyard.wikia.com/wiki/Abby]

Once he'd finished firmly binding poor Goldie, something his hands were far better suited for than those of the hulking wolf, Br'er Fox turned toward the cage, his grin wide and wicked as he eyed the numerous prisoners crowding it, all of them dangling from the ceiling by their bound wrists, like sides of meat.

“Had a bumper crop of crash-landings, haven't we?" he commented with a laugh. “All sorts of cute meat just dropping out of the sky, eager to end up on a silver platter, huh?" He reached out to grab the tail of a petite foxgirl, tugging on her bushy brush then hoisting it up to let him get a look at her tiny, spade-shaped pink sex, making her squeal in indignation and embarrassment. “It's either slaves or meat for you girls," he added with a leering smirk. “Me, I'm hoping Queenie'll let me take this foxy hottie home with me…and maybe her bunny friend," he added, reaching over to almost tenderly caress his hand down the slim-curved side of a caramel-furred rabbit.

“Quite a fight over the schoolgirls on their field trip," the imp chef Ajimi screeched in his grating, high-pitched voice. “I understand we lost most of them."

“Darn Jabba's thugs," Br'er fox agreed. “And those goons over at Fat Cat's Casino besides! We lost some prime human pussy to the one, and some tasty rodent rump to the other. Still," he reached out, squeezing the bottoms of a blue boy rabbit and a pink girl rabbit, dangling side by side, while eyeing a trio of young boy pigs trussed up nearby, “we ended up with some prize meat in the end, didn't we?"

“That we did," agreed the imp chef, and seemed about to say something more, before Br'er Fox cut him off.

“Yessiree," continued the fox, his voice almost casual. “Real prime meat, all right…including the fox that don't belong in here!"

[40% chance of success – rolled 43 – failure!]

Felicia froze, but Renamon didn't. Instead, she set down the crate, and smoothly tore off its top. Instantly, like a pair of conjoined jack-in-the-boxes, Rocket and Foxy popped up, Rocket clutching a sizable weapon he'd cobbled together on the fly, while Foxy had out his metal claws and teeth.

“Looks like the plan just got complicated," quipped Rocket, his gun whirring as it powered up.

*

Kiara didn't even have the strength to protest as she watched Kovu dragged to the cell next to hers, rather than being allowed to stay in the same cell. Her whole body ached from what had to have been hours and hours of hyenacocks crammed into every one of her holes, and sometimes more than one at a time. Shenzi had been especially cruel making use of Kiara's tailhole every chance she got, until now the young lion princess was certain she wouldn't be able to sit down for at least a week.

Giving a short cry as she was shoved into her cell, Kiara stumbled onto her face. Fortunately the hyenas hadn't even bothered to bind her, and she was able to catch herself before she got hurt. Looking up, Kiara saw another figure in the cell with her, huddled against the far wall on a pile of straw. Getting herself up carefully, Kiara crawled the short distance to her cellmate.

“Are you all right?" she asked, blinking as she saw it was Kim Possible, still naked from her prior ordeals, spots of cum drying on her flawless skin.

For a moment Kim didn't answer. She didn't even move for an even longer moment. Then, suddenly, she looked up at Kiara, and then burst into tears, throwing herself into the other girl's arms.

“Oh, Kiara!" exclaimed the young spy heroine. “They…they said I was in heat, like some animal! And they said they'd turn me into one of them! I don't want to turn into a monster!"

Kiara held the beautiful redhead closely, rubbing the teen's back with loving affection until she'd worked through her tears. Then, when the storm had passed, she licked Kim's cheek, making the other girl giggle.

“That tickles!" she exclaimed, though she didn't try to stop Kiara.

Taking this as encouragement, Kiara started to slowly lick her way over Kim's face, and then down to her shoulders and neck, taking pains to make sure the girl was spotlessly clean.

“What're you doing, Kiara?" asked Kim, her cheeks flushed.

“Cleaning you off," answered the lioness, before running her tongue over the top of one creamy breast. “They left us both a mess, and I don't think they're going to let us take a normal bath, so I'm doing the best I can to help you out. I don't know about you, but I just can't stand being dirty for any longer than I have to."

“Y-yeah," Kim responded with a light gulp, her cheeks flushing. She had to bite her lower lip as Kiara flicked her tongue over one cherry-capped nipple. “I forgot, that's what you cats do, isn't it? Clean each other with your tongues?"

“It's a way to build friendship," Kiara reassured the trembling teen (even though she was only slightly older). “It shows we like and trust each other. That we'll stand by each other, no matter what happens."

Even as Kim allowed herself to be gently lowered onto her back, her heart starting to pound as she watched the slim, beautiful young lioness gently, tenderly running her tongue over the human's smooth skin, another pair of eyes was watching from a nearby crack. After he'd been thrown into the cell next to Kiara's, Kovu had done his best to explore, despite his post-rape exhaustion, looking for a way to somehow get in touch with Kiara. What he'd found was a chunk of stone and mortar that had crumbled to dust long ago, leaving a gap between the two cells. What he'd discovered shortly after that was a perfect way to see into the next cell, and watch his hot girlfriend giving an equally hot human girl a tongue bath.

After all she'd been through, Kiara had immediately leaped at the chance to show affection for someone who was a friend. For a lioness, a tongue bath was an act of comfort and unity, something soothing and relaxing at the end of a rough day, making everything better and driving away all the fears and cares that had accumulated, making sleep come more easily. For Kim…well, the tongue bath was quite a bit more than just a massage delivered with Kiara's tongue. Her delicate skin tingled everywhere Kiara touched, and she watched, wide-eyed, as the other teen got lower…and lower…and lower still, heading toward parts that were very sore, and that she knew, intellectually, could definitely use a good cleansing, but emotionally…

Suddenly, an impulse occurred to Kim, an impulse that probably wouldn't have come to her in almost any other place or time. Right now, however, it made more than perfect sense. With Kovu watching, his pointed feline penis starting to make its presence known from his sheath, Kim reached down, cupping Kiara's chin. While the young lioness was looking at Kim, blinking in some surprise at the interruption, the human bent her head, her lips meeting Kiara's. At first Kiara's eyes widened, her body stiffening. Then her eyes started to close, and she tilted her head to one side, kissing the other girl back.

Licking his lips, Kovu knelt by the hole in the wall, reaching down to fondle his rapidly-swelling sheath, and then the pink shaft that soon emerged, while Kiara let Kim take charge, the human girl laying the young lioness onto her back. Smooth-skinned hands roamed soft, tawny fur, and both girls kissed each other with abandon, on the lips, on their noses, on their necks, and everywhere else they could easily reach.

Rolling onto their sides, the action one of joint decision rather than either of the pair taking control, Kim suddenly gasped, and then moaned as Kiara's thigh squeezed up between her pink legs. Returning the favor, Kim pressed her thigh against Kiara's delicate pink parts, and before long the two girls were grinding against each other, slick moisture clearly visible on their legs, dripping down onto the flagstones beneath them. Kovu was dripping also, his breath coming in harsh gasps as he worked his stiff shaft between his fingers, his eyes hevy-lidded as he watched the two girls in the next cell first grinding, and then turning fully onto their sides, nubile flesh and soft peach-colored fur scissoring against each other as their lovely little cunnies clasped and then kissed.

Wet, luscious squelching filling the room, along with the sweet scent of girlish juices flowing copiously, Kim and Kiara started to trib against each other more vigorously, their voices rising together in a sweet, high-pitched chorus of pleasure. What had started as a grooming ritual had turned into a moment of sweet intimacy, shared passion by girls who'd had passion forced upon them, taking their chance, now that they had it, to enjoy pleasure that they'd chosen, rather than having it chosen for them. With these abstract thoughts in their minds, both girls cried out, Kiara roaring while Kim squealed, spurts of clear juices wetting each others' inner thighs until they were slick enough to glide against each other without resistance.

Gasping, panting for breath, Kiara rolled over, until she was spooning next to her lovely cellmate, her breasts against Kim's back. She heard Kim whimper softly, and felt the fur already starting to grow – the change was coming, and coming fast. Knowing there was no way to stop it, Kiara just wrapped her arms around her human friend, and gently held the other girl close.

“Shh," she hushed, nuzzling the back of Kim Possible's neck. “Shh, don't be afraid. No matter what, I'm here for you."

-

“It should be around here," said Morrigan, frowning as she stroked one delicate, long-fingered hand against the cold stone of the side of the forbidding castle wall. “Right here, in fact."

Sabrewulf's hackles lifted, and he looked around, watchful and edgy, knowing that the night contained a thousand hungry eyes. BlackWarGreymon, however, simply stood there, stoic and unconcerned, his arms folded across his broad, metal-clad chest. He was one who knew how to wait, and he would wait for as long as necessary. Similarly, Leomon also stood nearby, patient and calm, but in a low crouch, his large feline eyes scanning the darkness.

Link wasn't really sure how, exactly, Morrigan had ended up with such an eclectic group of companions. He knew that Baron von Sabrewulf had been nearby when Morrigan arrived, and his castle made a handy staging ground for her campaign against Demitri. As for the two digimon, they'd apparently ended up on War World due to the summons of some local god or other, calling out to them in the digital world, then pulling them through when they'd responded. Morrigan had just made use of that happy coincidence to gather a few more allies to her side. Captain Claw, the dark-furred feline Morrigan assured Link was somewhere inside the castle, was a mercenary and pirate, but he was the good sort, the kind that followed his heart, and stayed bought once he'd signed on. Fox McCloud, the last member of the team, and another of those who'd infiltrated the castle already, had crash-landed on War World, like so many others, and right now he was looking for the rest of his crew. Morrigan had simply promised to help him in exchange for his aid.

Just as the green-haired succubus queen seemed right on the verge of showing her irritation, all four of the party members standing by the castle wall spun at the merest hint of two figures, approaching out of the snow-shrouded mist. Link squinted a little, then blinked as he recognized one of the figures: it was Amelia, the pink pig pilot! The other figure, however…

“Asriel," said Morrigan as the slender goatboy approached, a confident smirk on his face.

“Hello Morrigan," responded the white-furred male. “You won't find it, by the way. Not here, at least. You see, Castlevania shifts and reshapes itself almost constantly. In order to find its secrets, you have to feel your way along."

“Oh really?" Morrigan queried, a lightly mocking smile on her face. “And you have the knack for this feeling?"

Asriel smiled a little wider, showing his sharp teeth, and stepped past Morrigan, his hand reaching out to the wall.

(40% chance of success – rolled 15)

A light pressure, and suddenly, the wall slid aside, revealing a passage inward.

“He said he was sorry," Amelia explained when Link turned his questioning eyes on her. “And that he wanted to help. Something about how he'd had a talk with an old friend of his, and had a change of heart. Or was it a change of savestate…I'm not really sure what he meant," she added with a shrug. “He's a very confused boy."

Link arched an eyebrow at what he considered to be one of the most significant understatements he'd ever heard, then turned toward the revealed passage, shivering lightly as Morrigan's hand came to a rest on his back once more.

“You have the best senses, dear Link," said Morrigan calmly. “You go first. But please, be careful."

Nodding, Link prowled forward, his powerful lupine form ready to jump at the least hint of danger. He wouldn't let any of his friends down, of that he was certain.

Choices

*Ship

Still playing out scenes:

Master Tigress/Krystal/Princess Luna (Red Savarin)

Gilda gangbang

Krystal/Red/Elh

Gilda/Rainbow Dash (Bambi possible addition)

Nightmare Moon appearance

Gilda/Zeke/Stallion

Spitfire/Applejack/Big Macintosh/Rainbow Dash (nice, not naughty)

Zeke/Bambi (pouncing)

Spitfire/Red Savarin

Krystal/Zeke/Stallion

*Casino City

We're a little short on options in the kitchen now. If we fail on most options below, we'll be forced into #3. Do we:

1) Make a break outside (55% chance, will let us try another approach without penalty)

2) Break for the Barn's main floor (60% chance, will probably get us noticed)

3) Fight it out (45% chance, three successes to win, three failures to lose)

4) Sabotage the kitchen (40% chance, will throw the entire Barn into confusion on success)

Do we try to free and save prisoners while we're there? Y/N

Choosing “Y" will reduce our chances in each option by -5%. Saved prisoners will not join the active group unless voted in.

Do we have out anubian show off his secret power? +5% to whatever option wins, but he won't be able to use it again for a while.

Finally, does Sly Cooper join in now, or wait in reserve for later? If he joins in now, +15% to whatever option wins, but he won't be able to act as deux ex machina in case of emergency.

*Castlevania

In the dungeons, which scene should we see next? (Votes are reset, since new options are available.)

Beast and Belle

Bridget

Brooklyn

Cassandra and Sophitia

Cutie Mark Crusaders (Applebloom, Babs Seed, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle)

Jonathan Talbain

Kasumi

Kiara and Kovu gangbanged by werecats

Midna

Natsu and Taki

Okami Amaterasu

As for the rescue team, where do they go next?

A) Swim through the water pipes (fastest way to the dungeons, 55% chance of avoiding notice)

B) Ascend the secret stair to the living quarters above (where anyone not in the dungeon is kept, 60% chance of avoiding notice)

C) Head to the guard barracks to wreak some mayhem (will prevent a prisoner scene from happening, 45% chance of avoiding notice)

D) Don't mess around – go straight for Dracula (a harder fight, at 35% chance of success, five successes or three failures to decide the outcome, but this ends the entire scenario immediately; this chance will improve as we succeed in other tasks)

E) Option Three – there is always a third option; please suggest one.

If any roll to avoid notice fails, we will have to fight it out at a 55% chance of success, four successes or three failures to decide the matter. On a loss, one character will no longer be available for our use, selected randomly.