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Entry 19

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

*Casino City

If Scooby Doo is ever cleansed, what form will he take?

-Hardcore – 11 – by popular demand

-Classic – 2

What will Sly Cooper and Friend do?

A) Through the skylight! – 2

B) Take the kitchen – 8

(40% chance of success, three successes or fails either way, but +10% to our chances per success, and only the usual -5% per fail, due to having friends who we can free to help us)

C) Con our way through the front – 8

(an easy 85% chance here; please suggest what our protagonists should do next after getting inside)

Looks like we’re doing C, followed by B.

Immediate Party Addition Votes:

Babs Bunny – 3

Bentley (Sly Cooper) – 3

Berri (http://conker.wikia.com/wiki/Berri) – 2

Buster Bunny – 3

Caramel Rabbit – 2

Daphne Blake – 2

Fifi LeFume – 3

Foxy Asso – 2

Goldie Pheasant – 3

Hobbes (http://wingcommander.wikia.com/wiki/Ralgha\_nar\_Hhallas) – 2

Lexi Bunny – 2

Lola Bunny – 3

Minerva Mink – 3

Mightyena (female, anthro) – 8 – will appear

Misty (Pokemon) – 4

May (Pokemon) – 4

Murray (Sly Cooper) – 3

Dawn (Pokemon) – 4

Iris (Pokemon) – 4

Velma Dinkley – 4

Scooby Doo – 3 (if voted in, he will be cleansed and joins)

Sheema (http://questforglory.wikia.com/wiki/Shema) – 2

Shirley the Loon – 2

Three Little Pigs – 2

*Castlevania

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

Beast and Belle – 1

Bridget – 0

Brooklyn – 2

Cutie Mark Crusaders – 5

Jonathan Talbain – 0

Kasumi – 2

Midna – 2

Okami Amaterasu – 2

Kovu & Kiara (play it again) – 2

And as for our rescuers, where do they go next?

1) Upstairs, to save Kasumi (and perhaps her mysterious sister) – 4

2) Upstairs to save Belle and her Beast – 2

3) Downstairs, toward the dungeons, to free prisoners – 5

4) Downstairs, toward the guard barracks, to cause some mayhem – 2

5) Along the hall, to face I-No and her entourage – 0

(45% chance of success, four successes or three failures to decide the outcome)

6) Upstairs, to face Dracula in his lair! – 1

(40% chance of success, five successes or three failures to decide the outcome)

7) The Third Option – 1

Outside the castle to investigate

Immediate Party Addition:

Randomly-selected Character – 2

Additional Requests/Votes

Characters (5 votes for new character additions):

Articuno (mythic encounter) – 4

Batarians (Mass Effect) – 3

Cha Cha and Kayamba (http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/MH3U:\_Shakalaka\_Warriors\_Guide) – 4

Deadpool (Marvel) – 1

Doggo (Undertale) – 4

Draco (Dragonheart) – 1

Drago and the Demon Sorcerers (Jackie Chan Adventures) – 1

Drakengard dragons (make any desired suggestions for additions) – 2

-Angelus

-Gabriella

-Legna

-Mikhail/Michael

Elesa (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Elesa) – 3

Fallen One (Etrian Odyssey) – 2

Flannery (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Flannery) – 3

Foxy Roxy (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Brutal:\_Paws\_of\_Fury) – 3

Gardevoir (Pokemon) – 2

Goris the Deathclaw (Fallout) – 2

Harle (Chrono Cross) – 2

HK-47 (Star Wars KOTOR) – 4

Jiralhanae (HALO) – 2

Kid (Chrono Cross) – 2

Knyght (Monster Hunter…sort of - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PZPlyxbmzE&feature=youtu.be) – 5 – will appear

Lopunny (Pokemon) – 2

Lucario (Pokemon) – 3

Lynx (http://chrono.wikia.com/wiki/Lynx) – 4

Master Chief (HALO) – 2

Medicham (Pokemon) – 2

Naga the White Serpent (http://kanzaka.wikia.com/wiki/Naga\_the\_Serpent) – 3

Sans (Undertale) – 2

Serge (http://chrono.wikia.com/wiki/Serge) – 4

Shelly (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Shelly) – 3

Shendu (Jackie Chan Adventures) – 3

Squirrel Girl (Marvel) – 1

Terry Hintz (http://lisa-rpg.wikia.com/wiki/Terry\_Hintz) – 1

The Six Dragons (Chrono Cross) – 2

Teemo (http://leagueoflegends.wikia.com/wiki/Teemo/Background) – 3

Villager (Animal Crossing, Smash Bros.) – 4

Characters Pending Appearance

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

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

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

Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale)

Elemental and Elder Dragons (Etrian Odyssey, mythic encounter)

Foxglove, Gadget Hackwrench, Tammy Squirrel (Chip ‘n Dale’s Rescue Rangers)

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

Katt (Breath of Fire 2)

Kogenta (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Kogenta)

Krogans

Natsuki and Batanen (Hyper Police)

Po (Kung-Fu Panda)

Rei (Breath of Fire 3)

Road Rovers Team, Partial (List characters you want to see when you vote)

-Blitz

-Exile

-Colleen

-Hunter

Ryu (Breath of Fire 3)

Sangheili (aka Elites, HALO)

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

-Bill Gray

-Falco Lombardi

-Fara Phoenix

-Fay Spaniel

-Katt Monroe

-Miyu Lynx

Tail Concerto Characters

-Alicia

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

-Cyan

-Flare

-Princess Theria

-Stair

-Waffle

Teepo (Breath of Fire 3)

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

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

Turians (Mass Effect)

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

Ursa (Gummi Bears)

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) – 5 – this will take place

Master Tigress/Okami pairing – 3

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

Krystal starts training someone in her mental arts (Kim Possible suggested) – 2

Wolf Linkle (Rule 63 Link) – 3

C-3PO vs. Mettaton deathmatch – 2

Tails/Krystal – 1

Carmelita/Rocket – 3

Taking crew measurements on the ship – 4

Pleasure Island casino, a place for transformations – 3

Angela develops a bondage fetish – 5 – certain to occur

Gigginox attack! (http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/Gigginox) – 3

Genderswap Zeke – 1

Genderswap Stallion – 1

Scooby Doo breeds Daphne and Velma – 10 – this will take place

Genderswap Minerva Mink – 1

Princess Elsa wears black leather – 1

Daphne and Velma become weredogs (Scooby Snatches) – 3

Pending Scenes

Mythological Encounter

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

By popular demand, Scooby Doo won’t be using his typical voice patterns in future. At least, I won’t write them out in their cartoon form – you can imagine, if you like, that he’s still using his normal speech impediment…though his voice is going to be a lot deeper and more growly.

Also by request, here’s the list of pregnancies:

Angela the gargoyle – pregnant by Red Arremer

Chocolat Gelato – pregnant by Dag the coyote

Kim Possible – pregnant by hyenas, turning into a blue-furred, red-haired werefox

UFC Entry 19

Slipping with the natural stealth common to her kind, Elh Melizee made her way through the halls of the ship, unnoticed by all. The cries of womanly orgasms as Gilda, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Samus Aran came, and kept cumming, spurred to still greater heights of pleasure by the arrival of a larger audience, still echoed in the petite little felineko’s pyramidal ears, just as the memory of the other sounds – and sights! – that she’d experienced in the engine bay made her cheeks burn. And whatever had already taken place, it was just a precursor to what was about to start when Elh had slipped quietly away.

“I need to speak to Red about this new dress policy,” Elh murmured to herself, shaking her head slightly as she fought desperately (and failed) to banish the numerous lewd imaginations from her mind. “This sort of behavior…it’s just not professional!”

Heading toward the captain’s quarters, which she and Chocolat shared with Red Savarin, Elh blinked as she heard the sound of voices coming from within the room, and noticed that the door was slightly ajar. Shifting back to a more stealthy approach, the lilac-and-purple felineko crept close, and peered into the gap left by the slightly ajar door.

“Are you sure this is how you do a debriefing?” asked Red, blinking down at Spitfire as she thrust her bare yellow bottom back towards the ruddy-furred caninu, bending over the writing desk Red used for his official reports, a still-packaged condom resting next to her hip. “I mean, I’ve never had to do a debriefing for anybody before, at least not officially, but I’m pretty sure…”

“Look, Captain Savarin,” Spitfire cut Red off. “I just got stripped naked and eaten out by a stallion with one of the most talented tongues I’ve ever experienced while in the course of my duties of protecting the Princess Luna. Bear in mind, I’ve had sex with Princess Celestia, so when I say he was talented, the bar is set pretty high. That I was being tongue-raped at the time was kind of hard to remember for a while there. After a hard mission, I typically like to work off some excess energy with a…I guess you’d call it a victory lap. Princess Celestia would often be the one to do it for me: she’d just work on my slit while I told her what I’d done, and all the important details, that sort of thing. Well, Celestia’s not here, and neither are any of my other commanding officers. I’m more horny that I’ve ever been in at least a decade, and I can’t think straight – I can hardly even walk without dripping juices on the walkways. You’re a handsome guy, you’re really sweet, and your two mates are really lucky to have you. What I want is to work off some excess lust, so I can get my mind back together, and be a proper professional again. Now get over here, and get that tongue to work, like a real captain’s supposed to!”

The note of command in Spitfire’s voice was that of a true commander, someone who’d been a professional military officer for years, and was not only used to giving orders and having them obeyed, but knew with an unshakable confidence that she deserved to be obeyed. Elh, wide-eyed, almost came into the room herself to do what she’d heard the yellow-furred pegasus order, but stopped herself just short. Red, however, didn’t even hesitate.

“Ooh yeah,” grunted Spitfire as Red’s strong hands seized her taut, muscular rump, his thumbs spreading the darker yellow-orange of her flushed and glistening cunny lips, exposing the flesh within. Elh had actually been expecting Spitfire’s inner flesh to be pink, but nope, it was the same yellow color as the rest of her. “Don’t worry about breaking me, Captain Savarin: I’m a big girl. Take it as rough as you caaaaaaaAAAHHHH!”

Elh’s tail stuck almost straight into the air as she crouched by the door, baring her own glistening kitty cunny, as she watched Red plow that big, magnificent tongue of his into Spitfire’s bald quim. For a moment she almost felt sorry for the other woman, getting gnawed on by her mate, knowing how much of a beast Red could be once he was riled up. Then she remembered the sizes of Big Macintosh and Stallion, and felt her pity fall off abruptly: equine males were hung specifically so they could penetrate the cervix of their partners, making sure their sperm got a direct deposit in a mare’s womb. When Spitfire said she was a big girl, she probably wasn’t kidding – it was all on the inside!

“Sweet Celestia above!” Spitfire almost screamed, her knuckles discolored with the tightness of her grip on the desk. “Yes! Don’t stop! Harder! Faster! More…oh! Oh! OOOHH!”

Spitfire must have been serious when she said she was so aroused right then, Elh figured, her own legs trembling as she went to her knees, juices slick on her bare inner thighs (oh, but she just had to talk to Red about changing the dress policy back!), tiny nipples so perked and hard, they hurt. For the yellow-furred mare to have cum so fast, and so hard…she was gushing juices all over Red’s muzzle and down his chest!

“You animal!” Spitfire almost screamed, pinching her nipples as Red grabbed her mane with one hand, the other gripping his cock by its base, fixing the condom in position as he guided himself into place at her clenching cunny lips…and then slammed himself in right up to the hilt. “Hump me hard! Do me like…like that hot little kitten! Give it to me like she deserves!”

“RAWF!” barked Red, and Elh couldn’t hold back a high-pitched, mewling squeak as a small orgasm caught her by surprise, shaking her whole body, making a squirt of her own juices splash against the floor as Red really opened up. Spitfire’s breasts bounced, as did her perfect butt, as the healthy young caninu let himself give fully into his instincts, rutting the yellow-furred mare like a beast possessed.

Elh’s whole body felt electrified as Red and Spitfire cried out in unison, Red’s cry more like a feral howl as he hilted himself right up to the knot in her. The little felineko could hardly move, falling onto all-fours as she panted for breath, watching Red fill up the condom inside Spitfire surely to the bursting point – like all caninu, he came a lot! And his hips were still working, a feverish blur that made Spitfire’s eyes roll back into her head, thoroughly rocking her world!

“Got…got to,” Elh whispered hoarsely to herself, turning away just as Spitfire started to whinny with the force of yet another orgasm, “got to get to Krystal. She’s an empathy. Surely she can…”

Honestly, Elh wasn’t really sure what she wanted right then. All she knew was that Krystal seemed to know everything about relationships and how they worked. Elh, on the other hand, knew almost nothing. She’d just watched her mate hilt himself in another woman, without asking her permission. But she got the strong impression that he was thinking very much about her while he was doing it, considering the way Red just went wild when Spitfire told Red to fantasize about Elh.

The matter was too big for Elh, and she knew it. Her legs still trembling, forcing her to hold onto the wall just to walk, the little felineko teen made her way toward Krystal’s quarters, where she knew the blue-furred vixen and Master Tigress were keeping Princess Luna while they tried to purge the princess of her corruption. Surely Krystal would know exactly how to help Elh in her time of deep confusion.

After what she’d just seen, and the hotness she’d seen in the engine room, Elh wasn’t good for much thinking at all right then.

*

“Nice, tight human pussy,” said the purple-scaled snivelak as he slowly, even gently, caressed Iris’ perfectly smooth, brown-skinned cunny, then bent in to have a nice, long lick, making the dark-skinned girl squeal loudly into the headphones the Thug-4-Less was wearing. “About as prime a piece of meat as you can find,” he added, unbuckling his belt.

[http://ratchet.wikia.com/wiki/Thugs-4-Less]

“If you like kittens,” growled the kzin next to the snivelakian warm-blooded reptile, his massive paws roaming M’Ress’ desperately squirming little tush, before his fingers squeezed tightly into her soft fur, holding her quite still as he lowered his muzzle to her delicate pudenda. “Personally, I prefer full-grown queens…mmm, and it’s been such a long time since I last raped a caitian.” He bared his fangs in a savage feline grin. “They’re so feisty!”

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kzin]

Truthfully, there were a significant number of the felinoid kzin who preferred sentient females over the females of their own kind. Kzin females weren’t sentient, being hardly more than animals themselves. A rut with a kzin queen was satisfying, certainly, in the way all instinctive acts satisfied, but truthfully, there was so much more satisfaction to be gained by lying with a partner who could think. Before meeting other races, this had led many kzin males to turn to their own sex, but now that they had other races to enjoy…not that the occasional male wasn’t fun all the same!

[http://pendorwright.com/other/The\_Only\_Fair\_Game.html]

Being off-duty, the kzin had promptly shed his combat armor in favor of a chain-link loincloth that the Thugs-4-Less had described as “wicked metal.” Not that the massive, heavily-muscled male much cared right then: he was too busy making a catian cutie mew like a kitten as he greedily gnawed on the delicate inner pink of her pussy, working his broad, barbed tongue into her depths. Next to him, the snivelak was giving Iris a similar tongue-lashing, his long, ribbonlike appendage making the little teen squeal in the most delightful ways.

Down the line, at the far end, while demons and pigs and worse were grunting and snorting and bellowing as they plowed tight young human girls for all they were worth. Side-by-side, tears streamed down Misty, May, and Dawn’s pretty cheeks, their breasts bouncing from smallest to largest, respectively, as three monstrous, goat-legged barons of Hell vigorously pounded the little teens for all they were worth, then let their deep-throated bellows join those of others as they squirted their thick and supernaturally potent sperm into the depths of the helpless youngsters. Not far down the line, as Misty’s three sisters were getting similar treatment from pig cops, pumping them full of cum in shifts, giving the three Sensational Sisters no rest, young mothers Caroline and Johanna were getting a nice bellyful of kzin-cum, after having lost a brief scuffle with the one even now bringing M’Ress to a yowling orgasm. The other muscular Thugs-4-Less, meanwhile, were taking great delight in taking turns with the reporter girl, Alexa, thick, scaly, purple cocks plunging again and again and again into the brown-haired girl’s tense little pussy until her mind was almost to the point of total collapse: she’d once given Thugs-4-Less a bad review, and the snivelaks weren’t inclined to be forgiving. Finally, teal-haired young Marilyn and brown-eyed Lyra, her bulbous hat bobbing even more than her small breasts with each slap of hips against her bottom, were being humped by hunchbacked pink demons, who slavered excessively over each girl’s petite bum as their massive ivory talons left numerous scratches along their smooth, pale skin.

[The following have just been impregnated:

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Daisy\_%28anime%29

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Lily\_%28Kanto%29

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Violet - all three by pig cops

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Caroline

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Johanna - the two mothers by kzin]

“Sssuch a sssight!” Kaa purred in Mirage’s ear as she reseated herself, having just removed all her clothes for him, while they both continued watching the crystal screen. “Such perversssion! I imagine you’re only sssorry you didn’t think of it yourssself, hmm?”

“Yes,” Mirage admitted, a light flush to her cheeks as Kaa cradled her breasts with his long, muscular tail.

“Ah, but look there on the end,” Kaa exclaimed, pointing with his tailtip. “It seems that your pawns have entered play.”

Raven started as she heard the hiss of the metal arm covering her nethers, and then felt cool air on her exposed lower regions. Not knowing quite what to expect, she tensed as a pair of large and very strong hands gripped her presented, grey-skinned bottom…and then began to lovingly caress her firm, taut skin.

“You’re a fine little beauty,” came a deep voice through the microphone on her end, and she looked up to see that she’d been selected by a muscular alligator, still wearing a crocodile hat and vest, but below the waist…oh my indeed. Raven’s eyes widened as she saw that the humanimal hybrid was quite human in appearance “down there,” despite the green skin and obvious contours of his scaly hide. “A real prize. I’m surprised someone like you’d end up having to sell herself for money in a place like this.”

Wait, he really believed Raven was doing this willingly? Raven opened her mouth, starting to explain the situation, but almost immediately the radio feed cut off. Apparently it was designed to transmit moans and similar cries, but stopped short of words – those were one-way only.

Ah! That croc was certainly getting adventurous! Mmm…though, actually, the way he was moving his tongue and those thick, scaly fingers of his was…no! No, she couldn’t lose focus! Not even for a moment! Raven grit her teeth, feeling her face grow hot, while the loud, liquid slurping of the gator’s long, thick tongue against her delicate, grey-skinned cunny filled her ears. Then his muzzle lifted slightly, and Raven’s eyes and mouth opened wide in shock. He was tonguing her…!

“Never had a rump as fine as yours,” the gator confided as he made sure with a finger that Raven was slick enough. “You’re almost virgin tight back here. ‘course, you couldn’t be a real virgin – nobody’d be desperate enough to sell their buns when just anybody could split ‘em open. Still, I’ll take it easy on ya, kid, don’t you worry.”

Finally, Raven’s mask of calm cracked, and she cried out loudly. But not in pain, oh no. Somehow, as the big gator squeezed his fat green prick into her bum, he worked his hips just so, hitting a spot inside of her that the grey-skinned teen had never even imagined could possibly exist. Then he started to thrust, and Raven’s cries grew even more loud and wild, those rough hands surprisingly gentle on her presented tush as the big gator started picking up speed.

“Urgh!” grunted the powerful reptile suddenly. “You’re…you’re tight!”

She was! Finally starting to get control of her thoughts, though only just a little, Raven realized that either the gator was getting bigger, or she was getting smaller – she was sooo full! Looking around, she realized swiftly that the pads holding her in place had actually inflated even more, so that meant she was the one shrinking!

“Can’t…can’t hardly thrust any…ngh!”

Raven’s rectum clamped hard on the big gator’s dick as she continued to shrink, soft fur sprouting beneath his heavy mitts. The teen witch’s eyes widened some more as she realized, in the dim part of her brain that was still functional, that she was turning into a form she’d held once before: she was turning into a rabbit!

“Told you I’d help,” said the Cheshire Cat, her head and boobs floating in the air nearby. “Ooh, looks like he’s about to…”

“RRAAAH!” bellowed the massive gator, and Raven squealed as her insides were flooded with hot cum. Too much cum! In an instant, she was suddenly squirting forward, popping off the big male’s prick with the sheer force of his orgasm. Before she hit the ground, however, the Cheshire Cat’s hands were there, catching her, then holding her up.

“We’re not willing!” she called out suddenly to the startled-looking gator, who blinked in confusion as he processed her words. “We were forced into this!”

There was a deep grunt next to the gator, and a three-horned head lowered into view – the triceratops-esque owner of that head had to be massive! The triceraton’s eyes narrowed, and he curled his lip, while the gator turned to look at his companion.

“Hey, I didn’t know, Zeno,” he explained. “And neither did you while you were eating out that vixen.”

Raven’s attention turned to Carmelita, then, and she saw how the intergalactic cop’s mouth was open, her tongue lolling out as she panted hard from what had to have been a series of multiple orgasms.

“Leatherhead,” said the hulking saurian brute. “I think we’ve got a bunch of skulls to break.”

“No objections from me,” agreed Leatherhead with a grin as only an alligator could make one.

“Have fun, boys,” said the Cheshire Cat, even as she cradled the now-tiny Bunny Raven in her hands. “As for us, little cutie, we’re off to talk to one of the higher-ups.”

So saying, both the Cheshire Cat and Bunny Raven suddenly vanished from sight with a poof of multicolored smoke.

-

“Interruptions, always more interruptions!” snarled Br’er Fox as he held down the kicking and squirming Babs Bunny on the preparation table with one hand, the other efficiently peeling off her skirt and sweater (as usual, the little pink bunny had neglected to wear panties that day), then lashing her and the equally-naked Buster Bunny with rope, binding their wrists behind their backs, and their ankles together. “How’m I supposed to make rabbit stew when I keep gettin’ interrupted?”

Without further ceremony, the wiry fox plunked both bare bunnies into the huge pot that was already starting to bubble near the center of the room. In that pot, already similarly stripped and bound, were the many girl bunnies who’d only recently been in the large cage, Buster the only boy, added “for spice,” as Br’er Fox put it. Lola and Lexi Bunny squirmed side by side, determined looks on their face, while Caramel looked up pitifully at Br’er Fox, a pitiful expression on her lovely face, a gag in her mouth to keep her from using her even more lovely voice to possibly sway the fox’s opinions.

On the side of the room nearest the door, the Imp Chef Ajimi was cheerfully instructing his lesser imp workers to keep cranking the two spits over their sizzling coals. Tied to those spits, ropes lashed all over their bodies in a tight-fitting net, were the pretty heifers, Abby and Daisy, their lovely udders dangling, fur bathed in a sheen of sweat as they sobbed quietly, unable even to open their mouths because of the ropes binding them. Ajimi was happily sprinkling the contents of various shakers over their naked bodies as the two heifers turned, just barely beginning to steam as they began the long process of turning into prime beef.

Grunting from the exertion, the Wolf slapped Shirley the Loon down onto a long metal slab, then casually ripped off her sweater, not even bothering to try and keep it intact, as Br’er Fox had done with Babs and Buster. “Like, totally uncool, wolfie,” the blonde bird protested, still not seeming terribly concerned. “Those threads were-mmph!”

Shirley’s words were cut off as the Wolf shoved a plump, juicy apple into her beak, then positioned her, binding her tightly in the “suckling pig” position on the long metal slab. She was only the last of the intended meals destined for roasting in the massive oven, as the Three Little Pigs, stripped naked and glistening with cooking grease, thick carrots forced firmly beneath each of their tails, struggled against the many ropes holding them firmly in place. Practical, especially, had his voice muffled by the apple in his mouth, for of the three brothers, he was the noisiest. Given a free hand, both Br’er Fox and the Wolf would have taken their time raping the Little Pig into proper submission to his fate, but their customer wanted his roasted pork soon, so they’d been forced to hurry. Finally, poor Etta and Hanna lay on their backs, large cherries plugging their beaks, their limbs securely bound in the proper position for roasting tender, young chickens.

Next to the door, Goldie Pheasant and Berri were bound on all-fours on silver platters, awaiting the call that would have them whisked out to the table of one of the Barn’s premium customers. Goldie was whimpering fearfully, her head lowered as she accepted her horrible fate with a sense of despair. Berri, however, was far more feisty, and continued to struggle despite the stout ropes binding her fast. Neither the Wolf nor Br’er Fox had bothered to stop the grey-furred chipmunk’s struggles: they were having too much fun watching her! And, really, who could blame them? The blonde bombshell was smoking hot, for a rodent.

[See what I mean?

http://millerbox.deviantart.com/art/Berri-Got-Back-167184280

http://pantherprowl.deviantart.com/art/Berri-329360052

http://don-ko.deviantart.com/art/Berri-511354499

https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=293106]

Despite the positioning of so many victims in the kitchen, the cage was far from empty at that point. Dangling from its ceiling by chains attached to their wrists, Rocket Raccoon and Felicia hung, awaiting their fate. With them was the pretty little vixen, Foxy Asso, who was crying softly, Fifi Lefume, still dripping slightly from the tomato-based descenting bath she’d been given, and Minerva Mink, the legend. Rocket’s face was set and grim, for he knew his fate, the same as that of his fellow prisoners: unless a slave buyer picked up their tab in the next hour or so, Br’er Fox was going to skin them, for their pelts were quite valuable to the right buyers, and didn’t require the facilities to store that keeping slaves did. Well, all except Felicia, that is. Poor Felicia was just human enough in appearance that the Dark Queen didn’t want to have her killed. So, instead, she’d decided to give the shapely, blue-haired catgirl to Br’er Fox and the Wolf, as a “bonus.” Once dinner was finished, the catgirl’s tail was getting thoroughly tapped. Her only ray of sunshine right then: at least the imps weren’t interested in her.

Unfortunately for Felicia, as well as for the others, the reasons that she and Rocket, as well as Foxy and Renamon, had been captured was right there in the cage with them. One of those “reasons,” in fact, was sharpening his…her…its knife right then. The small, green-scaled, yellow-eyed creature glanced up at Minerva, and then went right back to scraping blade against whetstone, the sound growing steadily more grating.

[http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Tonberry]

When the pig soldiers had come pouring in (far smaller than pig cops, but no less porcine, if more paunchy and less muscular), with them had also come some of the Dark Queen’s hired heavies, a burly brown crocodile with a hefty flamethrower (thankfully equipped with a stun gas setting), and a heavily-muscled marsupial tiger by the name of Tiny. Obviously, the name hadn’t been descriptive at all, except as an antonym. Now the three were waiting in the cage for the word to start the skinning, Tiny seeming not to care one way or the other, the little green creature not showing any emotions on its blank green face, but Dingodile looking downright eager.

[http://crashbandicoot.wikia.com/wiki/Dingodile

http://crashbandicoot.wikia.com/wiki/Tiny\_Tiger]

Dingodile suddenly grinned as Br’er Fox glanced at a nearby computer screen, then turned to nod at him. Immediately, the big croc seized Foxy Asso with one meaty fist around her tail, and then dragged the squealing little vixen to a set of four metal posts. Swiftly lashing her wrists and then her ankles so that she was dangling, face-down and spread-eagled, the big croc hauled little Asso’s fluffy tail up, then grinned as Tiny started forward, a sharp steel skewer in his hands. After all, the best way to make sure no marks were on a pelt were to impale the victim before the skinning.

Of course, at that point, Br’er Fox’s complaint about interruptions proved true once again, as a furry head stuck itself inside the kitchen, followed soon after by its spotty-furred owner. Br’er Fox started to respond to this intrusion with a snarl as he turned away from where he’d been seasoning the stew as it started to boil, but quickly calmed himself: the mightyena girl who’d entered the kitchen was pretty cute, actually.

“Um, sorry to bother,” said the girl, her eyes going wide as she looked around the kitchen. “I…I know I’ve never been back here, but we got a health inspector who came in past Otis up front and I…” she gulped, looking ill. “What are you people doing back here?!”

“Nothing the health board would approve, I’m sure,” said a suave voice, followed by an equally suave-looking slender raccoon in a nice suit. Of course, at the mere sight of him, the mightyena started to blush furiously. “I’m afraid I’ll be forced to shut down this whole operation.”

“Yeah, yeah,” grumbled Br’er Fox with a weary sigh, walking toward the door, gesturing to the others. “Heard that before. There ain’t no health inspector on War World, though, so my guess is, you’re here to cause some trouble. Well, you just found it!”

[85% chance of talking our way in through the front – rolled 36 – success!

40% chance of success in the fight – rolled 86 – failure. New chance 35%]

Pressing the alarm button, Br’er Fox led the charge, pointing at the mightyena. The Wolf leapt at her, and suddenly the poor girl was screaming as she was seized by her thick mane of fur, and dragged off toward the cage, kicking and fighting but not strong enough to resist the hefty and brutal lupine veteran.

Sly Cooper, meanwhile, leapt away from the door just in the nick of time, as pigs and rats started pouring in. While a little shorter than himself, there were a lot of them, and though Sly forced his numerous assailants to keep their distance with wide sweeps of his cane (though where he got it was anyone’s guess), he had to leap onto a nearby preparation table to keep from being overrun.

“Little help here, please,” he called out, seemingly to the empty air. Br’er Fox curled his lip, chuckling.

“Nobody’s gonna help you now, coon,” he sneered. “I’s gonna skin ya!”

[35% chance of success – rolled 80 – failure #2 – new chance 30%]

At a nod from the fox, Dingodile rushed forward, hefting his stun gas gun, pointing it straight at Sly. Suddenly, the big croc’s forward movement was halted as something lifted him into the air, then tossed the flailing reptile across the room! Dingodile slammed hard into the big pot, dumping it over, spilling all the rabbits within out onto the kitchen floor. Almost immediately, Buster and Babs Bunny (having been in similar situations before) wriggled free of their wet bonds, and were untying the others, starting with Lola and Lexi.

[30% chance of success – rolled 17 – success #1 – new chance 40%]

The air shimmered, then, and the She-Predator came into view. Turning this way and that, she flung rats and pigs left and right, her immense strength clearing a path through their numbers. But then the Wolf arrived, and even a yautja’s immense strength met its match as the mighty lupine slammed his fist into the side of her mask, making the alien stumble backward, the metal mask skidding across the floor. The Wolf stepped forward, grinning toothily, ready to finish the job.

“Go for it, Babsy!” Buster suddenly called out, and the two rabbits, accompanied by Fifi and Shirley, who they’d also freed, leapt onto the Wolf’s broad back. While he was distracted, pausing to grab at the pint-sized fighters, the Wolf suddenly blinked as he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Hello, handsome,” said Lola Bunny, Lexi next to her. The two peach-furred rabbits grinned, and then lashed out with their powerful legs. The Wolf was caught right in his stomach, doubling him over and making him drop Buster, who he’d grabbed by the ears. The second kick caught him across the jaw, and was followed almost immediately by a third double-kick from both bunnies at once, their martial-arts abilities sending the Wolf crashing to the ground, little stars and tweeting birds flittering around his head.

[40% chance of success – rolled 25 – success #2 – new chance of success 50%]

Now Rocket was free, and almost immediately he was tearing into one of the nearby stoves, yanking out wires and gears and other gadgets, which he swiftly turned into something he could use. Vaulting over a table, Felicia was a flurry of kicks and slashes of her sharp claws, sending the rats scrambling for safety as she plowed right into Tiny Tiger, sending him crashing into a large refrigerator. But there was no safety, as Rocket soon proved as he opened fire with the gear launcher he’d cobbled together. Sly and the She-Predator fought next to each other, Sly sweeping low with his cane, while the Predator struck out high with her powerful fists. One of those fists caught Br’er Fox squarely in the jaw, and seeing stars and hopping bunnies, the wiry vulpine went crashing to the kitchen floor.

Then there was only the yellow-eyed creature, standing there, looking at the She-Predator, his gleaming knife in his hand. She glared back at him, her mouthparts twisting into a determined scowl. Feeling the force of personality between the two, everyone else stood back, and the pair faced each other down for a long, long moment.

Death was about to happen.

Suddenly, however, the little green man lifted his knife, then shoved it into one voluminous sleeve. Turning, he waddled slowly out of the room, using the rear entrance of the kitchen to depart into the night. The She-Predator breathed a long sigh of relief, something everyone in the room could understand.

[50% chance of success – rolled 31 – success!]

“C’mon,” said Rocket as he rummaged around, eventually finding the fun he’d come in with. “Anybody who’s naked, grab something to wear, and get going, out the back. This place is about to become a war zone, and I don’t want any innocents getting’ hurt.”

“Lola here’s their teacher,” said Lexi, stepping forward, now wearing an apron (and nothing else, as it transpired, her Loonatics uniform quite thoroughly shredded). “She’ll get the others to safety.”

“Go to the Pyramid,” said Rocket to Lola, who actually had clothes, as her shorts and t-shirt had been so simple to pull off, they’d been spared. “We’ve got friends there to help. As for anybody who feels up to a fight, well, you’re about to get one.”

“Yesss indeed,” chuckled Kaa, making Mirage moan as he wriggled his tail into her, nice and slow. “Quite a fight ahead. Hmm, but should I ssstop them? I’m sscertain Shere Khan would like that. Oh, but he’s sssuch a bore, don’t you think my dear?”

“Yes,” agreed Mirage, as she couldn’t help but answer truthfully while under the serpent’s charm.

“Yesss, I agree. Let’sss see how thisss plays out inssstead. I’m rather curiousss.”

*

[http://reimon-master-ii.deviantart.com/art/Cutie-marks-crusaders-commission-574093714]

Apple Bloom whinnied into the panties tied into her mouth as the massive, rough hand of one of the cruel minotaurs in the dungeon dug into her firm, rounded little flank. Being an Apple, her bottom was as round and firm as her family’s namesake, and every one of the bull-headed humanoids had taken a great deal of enjoyment in squeezing and mauling her taut little buns, holding her bent over a crate.

Of course, Sweetie Belle had suffered even worse. Dainty and elegant with her burgeoning beauty, and with a lovely voice that had led the minotaurs to removing her gag so they could better hear her cries, the tender little pony was made to give ample voice to those cries and squeals and moans as she was held down on the flagstones, her legs spread widely apart while yet another of the minotaurs – was this the fourth or the fifth? – eagerly suckled on her tiny cunny.

The more rebellious of the four Cutie Mark Crusaders, Scootaloo and Babs Seed had been bound side-by-side, their trim bottoms thrust into the air. Those bottoms were now a bright, glowing red, while a cruel minotaur laughed over them, before bringing down the heavy wooden paddle in his hand once again, the SMACK of wood meeting tender filly flesh filling the dungeon room.

All of these torments, of course, were leading up to a big finale. Seated on a large wooden chair, gripping its arms like some barbaric potentate, was the MUGEN minotaur. Muscular and powerful, the other minotaurs gave the brown-furred beast automatic deference. They showed the same deference to the green-furred horse-man who lurked just behind Mugen, smiling cruelly as he watched the Cutie Mark Crusaders being abused.

Every so often, a minotaur would grab one or more of the Crusaders, and bring her to kneel before the chair, forcing her head forward, pulling the gag out of her mouth (except for Sweetie Belle, of course). Mugen would grip the chosen filly’s mane, and encourage her wordlessly to put her mouth on his immense, throbbing erection. At first, Apple Bloom had been disgusted at the very thought of putting a male’s penis in her mouth. Now, however, after the last of her current size of anal beads popped free of her tailhole, the apple-bottomed filly was starting to change her mind.

“Please!” Apple Bloom cried out the next time her gag was removed, and before she’d been placed before Mugen once again. “Wait, please! I want to talk to my friends.”

The minotaurs holding her shoulders blinked, then looked at their leader. Mugen smirked at the corner of his muzzle, then motioned with one hand. His underlings released Apple Bloom, and she stood there, wavering for a moment before she got her footing at last.

“We can’t go on like this, Crusaders,” she explained to her friends, seeing the same hopelessness in their eyes as she felt in herself. “There’s no way out. I mean, Rarity and Pinky Pie and Fluttershy are the ones who helped put us here, for cryin’ out loud!” Her slim shoulders sank, as did her head. “Maybe if we cooperate, they’ll treat us better.”

And give us a better chance at escape is what she didn’t say, but she could tell from the looks in her friends’ eyes that they understood the subtext without being told. Sweetie Belle’s eyes shone with fresh tears at the mention of her sister’s betrayal, but though her lower lip quivered, she gave a brave nod, as did Scootaloo and Babs. Turning back to Mugen, Apple Bloom set her lower jaw.

“We’ll do what you want us to,” she told the minotaur. “Just don’t force us or nothin’, all right?”

Nodding, Mugen made another motion, and soon all four of the Cutie Mark Crusaders were free of their bonds. Kneeling one by one before the huge minotaur chief, Apple Bloom was the first to reach out, and wrap her small hand around the thick protuberance of Mugen’s immense member. He gave a deep-throated grunt, and suddenly Appleblook gasped as a rush of images came flooding into her mind. With those images, came a sudden attention to the smell of the minotaur leader’s doo-dah. She hadn’t really noticed it before, but…well…he smelled good.

Bending her head forward, Apple Bloom flicked her tongue over the tip of the minotaur’s prick, a strange warmth settling into her belly, and points lower, making her feel so gooey and strange as the thick stuff beading out of the little hole at the top touched her tongue, and then flowed down her throat. In moments, Apple Bloom was licking that big, weighty bullcock like it was the tastiest ice cream cone she’d ever had.

“I gotta try some of this,” said Babs Seed, the first hint Apple Bloom had that she wasn’t the only one being affected. Lifting her head, she gripped Mugen’s penis near its base, and shifted it slightly, offering it to her brown-furred friend. Instantly, Babs popped the whole head of the minocock into her mouth, and started bobbing her head greedily, her freckled cheeks flushing as she must have gotten a much heftier dose of that cloudy stuff leaking out of it.

Soon all four of the little fillies were licking up and down Mugen’s powerful prick, using their hands to hold it steady. Sometimes one of them would even lick or suck on the massive sac dangling between the big bull’s legs, spurred to it by the strange images flooding their pubescent minds. Not a one of them wasn’t a virgin (though Scootaloo had shared some of her experiences with Rainbow Dash with her friends in the past, just like Apple Bloom shared her fun times with her siblings), and so they simply weren’t prepared for the massive overload of raw, masculine sexuality that was a minotaur bull. Before they knew it, all four of the teen fillies were drunk on pure minotaur essence, their cheeks deeply flushed, their juices flowing freely. And more than that, though they didn’t realize it until, suddenly, Scootaloo looked down…and gasped in horror!

“Our Cutie Marks!”

Now all the Crusaders looked down, eyes wide, mouths gaping. Sure enough: right before their eyes, their cutie marks flickered, and then faded from view. Looking up at Mugen, Apple Bloom gasped as more images filled her tender mind, images that made it perfectly clear what this meant.

“We’re being changed,” she told her friends, looking around in fear as the minotaurs closed, in, grabbing their arms, lifting them up, and pushing them toward a long, low iron bar, much like a hitching post. “They’re gonna turn us from free ponies into slaves!”

As the fillies squirmed and struggled, they soon discovered it was all in vain as, one by one, they were bent over the iron bar, then lashed firmly in place, their necks to their feet, their wrists behind their backs. A heavy brazier filled with glowing coals was brought out, and right before their eyes, a single large brand thrust into the coals, where it soon started to heat to a bright cherry red.

“No!” cried out Applebloom, and her cry was joined by her friends as they jerked this way and that, desperate to escape. Soon, however, the minotaurs shoved thick ball gags into the girls’ mouths, and while some of them tightened the ropes holding the little fillies in place, others brought down their massive, calloused hands again and again, until shrill whinnies turned to pleading sobs, and four adorably bare little bottoms glowed a bright red, almost as bright as the branding iron as it became white hot.

Lifting the iron from the coals, Mugen smiled cruelly. He reached out, giving Apple Bloom’s bottom a cruel squeeze, then gripped her tushie tightly, keeping her from moving even a little as he brought the iron slowly down. Apple Bloom whimpered, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, as she could smell the soft fur of her rump starting to sizzle, and knew in another second or two her flesh would join it.

Then there was a loud twang!, and an arrow sped by, knocking the iron from Mugen’s hand, sending it rolling into a bale of hay nearby. The minotaur leader looked up in shock, only to be confronted with a crouching vulpine figure, wearing the hooded cloak of a werefox archer. At first Mugen cocked his head in confusion, while the other minotaurs hesitated, unsure what to do. Then the fox threw off the cloak, revealing the handsome features beneath.

“Unhand the fair maidens,” declared Robin Hood boldly, another arrow already knocked and ready to fire.

Mugen snorted in derision, and took a step forward. At that moment, however, the door to the dungeon burst open in a spray of splinters, not standing a chance before the unmatched metal might of Black Wargreymon.

“I think you should listen to him,” said the cyborg dinosaur, before Leomon joined him, as did Sabrewulf and Link, Morrigan hanging back, out of the way, with Amelia and Asriel.

“Fight us, or flee,” said Leomon as he crouched low, ready to spring. “But choose quickly. Either way, you won’t touch those girls.”

Mugen frowned, then gave a snort to his fellow minotaurs. Immediately, they rushed forward in a body, bellowing loudly. Against the combined might of the opponents they faced, however, they didn’t last long at all. Somewhere during all the fighting and chaos, however, Mugen slipped away, perhaps into one of the seemingly infinite number of secret passages that ran through the castle.

“Are you all right?” asked Robin as he cut the bonds of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, assisted by Leomon, before he offered them his discarded cloak, giving the girls enough shared modesty to locate their own clothes, discarded by the minotaurs when the fillies had been dragged to the dungeon chamber.

“We’ll be okay,” answered Apple Bloom, flushing a little as she looked at her friends. The words were true, but…well…they weren’t going to be the same little girls they’d been before. Not ever again. “Now we just need our cutie marks back.”

“And we,” said Morrigan, stepping forward, taking charge through sheer presence alone, “need to keep moving. They’ll know we’re here before too long, so we don’t dare stop, not for one moment. We’re on a deadline now.”

“Emphasis on dead,” chuckled Asriel with a wry smirk.

Choices

*Ship

Still playing out scenes:

Master Tigress/Krystal/Princess Luna (Red Savarin)

Gilda gangbang (continuing)

Krystal/Red/Elh

Nightmare Moon appearance

Gilda/Zeke/Stallion

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

Zeke/Bambi (pouncing)

Krystal/Zeke/Stallion

*Casino City

Give a name suggestion for our new mightyena friend.

Give a nickname for our yautja friend.

Do we:

A) Go to save Carmelita and the others in the Tight Slots?

(50% chance, three successes or four failures to decide the issue)

B) Go to save the digimon and Foxy before they’re brainwashed?

(35% chance, due to poor battle conditions, but +15% on a success, and no reduction on a failure; three successes or fails to decide the issue)

C) Split the party

(-5% to both rolls, but we do them at the same time)

*Castlevania

In the castle, which scene should we see next?

Beast and Belle

Brooklyn (for more gargoyle)

Jonathan Talbain

Kasumi

Midna

Okami Amaterasu

As for the rescuers, where do we go now?

1) Let’s get our new recruits’ gear back…and raid the barracks while we’re at it.

(55% chance of success, three successes or three failures)

2) Let’s save the other prisoners down here in the dungeon. List who you want saved first.

3) Return upstairs to save Kasumi, Belle, and Beast. But I-No will be waiting…

(45% chance of success, four successes or three failures)

4) Let’s stop that Mugen minotaur before he sets off the alarms.

(60% chance of success, two successes or four failures, but we’ll be delayed)

5) Face us, Dracula!

(40% chance of success, four successes or three failures)

If no percentages are listed, then more scenes will follow first, followed by another choice.