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Entry 50

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis and gryfalcon

Vote Tallies

1) Our heroes on the inside head toward the Hellstation's core - 3

(65% chance of success, rolled 4 times)

2) The violation of Supergirl, Stargirl, She-Ra, and the Sailor Scouts 2

(may be negated as a choice if another option is selected)

3) Ratchet and the SWATKats - 8

(60% chance of success, 4 successes or failures)

*Desert City

4) Fate of the slaves and slave revolt - 5

(45% chance of success, one roll for each grouping)

5) Bambi and company meet Blacksad and company, then make their way to the Pyramid Casino and safety - 1

(45% chance of success, 3 successes or failures; success here will put Bambi, Berri, Shirley McLoon, and Goldie Pheasant into active play, and peacefully retire the others; failure will put everyone into the clutches of Shere Khan)

6) Finish the events at Jabba's Palace – 9

(70% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

7) What's going on at another casino?

-Fat Cat's Casino - a 20's-style speakeasy - 5

(There are 50/50 odds that either Tanya and Fieval will be ravished, or Gadget, Foxglove, and Tammy will be. The one who isn't ravished, however, will escape and reach our heroes.)

-The Mouse Trap - a pub with the best card games in Casino City - 0

-The Percheron - all-horse review, actually a pretty safe spot - 4

-Pleasure Island - a place for transformations - 0

-The Pyramid - what are our friends up to? - 0

-Treasure Island - pirate-themed, and pirate-attended - 2

*Castlevania and Environs

8) The Zerg and the Xenomorphs - 5

(50% chance of success for the Queen of Blades, best of 3)

9) Our teams meet up for the final approach - 8

(60% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

10) Draco and friends - 10

(mostly sex, but 70%, best of 3 all the same)

11) Ayumi, both Lara Crofts, Daring Do, and Rouge do some treasure hunting by themselves - 2

(40% chance of success, rolled 5 times, once for each character)

12) Scar arrives - 1

(45% chance of success, rolled 4 times)

*Other Locations

13) Characters on the Ship head to Castlevania - 3

(60% chance of success, 5 successes or failures)

14) An itch beneath their tails - 7

(Tails gets molested by ponies and horsemen alike)

15) The wolves and dogs on the ship gang up on Big Macintosh - 5

16) What are Bowser, Maleficent, and Magica de Spell doing? (10 votes needed) - 1

17) Shere Khan's villainy (10 votes needed) -

18) Wile E. Coyote up to no good...but into quite a lot of it, knot deep - 11 - the definite winner

19) Bucky O'Hare tries to escape the Jungles of Rage -

(50% chance, rolled 4 times)

20) Gilda and Stallion, infiltrators - 9

(55% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

21) Hunting in the Jungles of Rage - 3

(40% chance of success, rolled once for each fleeing character)

Author Notes

Missed those notes about “10 votes needed” on the villain scene choices, but removed them now. Villain scenes, if they’re listed, are just the same as any other scene, though they have a smaller likelihood of having dice rolls attached. They’re still up above, on what’s already been voted, but not below, under the next week’s choices.

UFC Entry 50

After much consideration of the subject, Wile E. Coyote had come to the definitive conclusion that, sometimes, it really paid to be bad.

Now was one of those times.

TAKE SOME NOTES, PLEASE, read the sign he held up, casually pointed toward the well-endowed blonde nurse following close behind as the brown-furred coyote made his rounds.

“Right away, boss,” answered Hello Nurse, heaving a small sigh (she didn’t dare heave any more than that – her shirt’s buttons simply wouldn’t be able to endure the added pressure) as she wished for the umpteenth time that her breasts didn’t make it almost impossible for her to see the notepad she was holding. Luckily she’d learned long ago how to write legibly without visual confirmation. Ah well, at least now she had a boss that didn’t spend most of his time staring at her breasts when he thought she wasn’t looking. Wile E. Coyote had a lot of other things to occupy his attention. Of course, it also didn’t hurt that he had a really cute butt…and never seemed to wear pants.

[http://looneytunes.wikia.com/wiki/Wile\_E.\_Coyote\_and\_the\_Road\_Runner

http://looneytunes.wikia.com/wiki/Hello\_Nurse]

I AM NOT A MAD SCIENTIST, Wile E. held up another series of signs, and Hello Nurse briefly wondered why the coyote didn’t just assemble his speech signs to make up his own notes (as well as where they went after he was finished with them). IN FUTURE INTERNAL COMMUNICATION, I WILL BE REFERRED TO AS A SUPERGENIUS. I WORKED HARD TO GET ACCEPTANCE INTO THE SUPERGENIUS SOCIETY, AND EXPECT SOME RESPECT FOR THE EFFORT.

As Hello Nurse wrote, she followed Wile E. along the long corridor that held all of his many laboratories. The sheer number of rooms the bad old coyote had for his personal use was simply a testament to just how highly he was regarded by Maleficent, Bowser, and the others. After all, he’d been the one to first make pink kryptonite, not limiting himself merely to what science or magic could do alone, but putting them together in a potent mixture. In each of these many rooms, Wile E. kept his numerous ongoing experiments…and the subjects on whom those experiments were being performed. Though the corridor itself was more reminiscent to the halls ways of a fairly typical university science building, clean and white and well-lit, the interior of each lab was quite unique.

Used as she was to strange happenings, Hello Nurse stopped the moment Wile E. did, right outside one of the many lab doors. She then turned as he did, and followed him inside. Some of the labs were more akin to medieval torture chambers or mystic alchemical workshop. This one, however, was not. Instead, it was a pleasantly-lighted room with cream-colored tiles on floor and ceiling, just soft enough in color not to be too harsh on the eyes of its principle inhabitants. The far wall of the lab had a large glass panel, which looked out onto the primary experiments for which this room was intended, with a large and complicated-looking control panel in front of it. But what occupied Wile E.’s attention most immediately was the roomy cage that occupied the very center of the room, adjacent to an intricate miniature maze with a clear plastic top.

Walking to the cage, Wile E. deftly unlatched its door, and reached inside. Instead of roughly grabbing the cage’s current occupant, however, instead he simply lay his hand on the floor of the cage, and waited. Hello Nurse, still fairly new in her present employment for the coyote (and perhaps more than a little distracted by the lean canid’s sexy, skinny buns), was confused by this behavior, but only for a few moments more. Then a small, white-furred mousegirl with bright blue eyes came running from one of the little houses inside the cage, and seated herself trustingly on Wile E.’s hand.

HOW WAS IT, BILLIE?

[http://looneytunes.wikia.com/wiki/Billie]

That was the tiny sign Wile E. held out to the attractive little mouse, his expression actually kind and concerned, surprising Hello Nurse, who’d long gotten used to his crafty, devious, and calculating looks, but saw gentler emotions on his wickedly handsome face so seldom she hadn’t been sure he was capable of them.

“Oh,” the blue-eyed mousegirl answered with a shy smile up at the coyote in whose hand she rested, “not too bad. Well, for me. But you know I’ve had lots of practice with your mazes. Um…I’m not so sure about the others, though.”

Her eyes glanced toward the clear-topped maze, and both Wile E. and Hello Nurse followed her gaze. Sure enough, three other small figures were visible within the confines of the maze, and also sure enough, they didn’t look like they were doing too well. Side by side, a pair of ottsels, male and female, squirmed in the clutches of mechanical manacles, their mouths wide open, obviously saying something quite loudly. Wile E. grinned toothily, the expression one Hello Nurse recognized immediately (and which gave her a sense of comforting normalcy restored), before he walked over to get a closer look. From his closer vantage point, Billie still held in his hand as he let his arm stay bent at a right angle by his side, he could see clothes scattered all around the trap room into which the pair had stumbled and been unable to escape. The male of the pair still had on some goggles as he dangled face-down above the floor, a clamp around his waist, but the blonde-haired female was completely naked, her delicate pink sex and tailhole clearly visible as she struggled ineffectually against the clamps around her wrists and ankles, holding her spread-eagled in midair.

“Yeah,” Billie admitted, blushing as she looked away from the lewd sight of the two naked ottsels wriggling below her in the maze. “I had some trouble with a room like that, too. The guy, Daxter, he didn’t wanna listen to me, and Tess, well, she went with him. Guess she’s got a real crush on him…or maybe more, I don’t know. Um…you’re not gonna hurt them, are you, Wile E.?”

HAVE I EVER HURT YOU?

“Well…I guess not,” Billie answered the tiny sign he’d help up before her after a moment’s thought. “I mean, not really. Though some of the things you’ve done to me in those silly trap scenarios of yours…wow, you’re a pervert, Wile E.!”

[http://jakanddaxter.wikia.com/wiki/Daxter

http://jakanddaxter.wikia.com/wiki/Tess]

I’M NOT A PERVERT, came the slightly indignant reply. I’M A SUPERGENIUS!

“Yeah, I get that,” Billie giggled as she watched the tall, slender male holding her in one hand reach with the other hand toward a large red button on a panel next to the maze. “You do it all for science. I knew this one guy who was like that. He really wanted to take over the world, or something like that. Guess his ideas were a little too big for me. You, though, I can really understand you, Wile E. You’re not in it for ruling the world or anything like that. What you want is…well, it’s earthy.” She blushed deeply as she glanced shyly up at the coyote. “I…um…well…I think it’s kind of hot.”

Both of Wile E.’s eyebrows shot up at the admission, and now it was his turn to blush, his finger hovering above the button. Then, swallowing, he mashed it down all the way, before holding up another little sign for the blue-eyed mouse.

YOU KNOW THERE’S SOMEONE…

“Sure, Wile E,” giggled Billie, not seeming to be bothered by this admission in the least…or by the sudden cries just barely audible through the almost soundproof plastic as phallic-tipped metal tentacles moved toward the struggling, helpless ottsels, lubricant-dripping tips plunging into defenseless, exposed holes with mechanical precision, and began to pump with equally mechanical mercilessness. “I know you’ve been carrying a torch for that silly bird for, like, forever. I mean, after all the roadrunner traps you’ve put me through…sheesh, how could I not figure it out?” She nibbled her lower lip, taking her tail in her hands as she fidgeted on Wile E.’s palm. “I just hope she gets to figure out what a lucky girl she is, to have a guy as kinky as you wanting her.” Then she brightened. “And maybe she won’t mind sharing!”

Wile E.’s smile was genuine, without any trace of malice, and once more Hello Nurse felt uneasy at seeing such an incongruous expression on the devious scientist’s face. That sense of unease increased when he blushed as Billie kissed his fingers, one by one, before he put her – very gently – back into the cage, and locked the door. While Hello Nurse was fairly sure Billie wouldn’t try to escape, she shared the cage with others, such as the two ottsels squirming in the clutches of a good, old-fashioned tentacle rape. Those other occupants, naturally, couldn’t be trusted to stay put, so it made good sense to keep up the standard operating procedure of locking the cage door.

Walking over to the large panel before the viewscreen out onto the far larger maze beyond, where Wile E. put his fullscale production trap rooms to the test before allowing the Council of Evil deploy them, Wile E. mostly ignored the various tiny figures making their way through the almost infinitely-varied labyrinthine layers of what he affectionately called the Honey Trap. Instead, he looked over the data gained from Billie’s last run through the smallscale maze.

REVIEW OF MOUSETRAP ROOM, read the sign he held up, and Hello Nurse immediately got back to taking notes. EFFECTIVE DELIVERY, TRAP CONCEALMENT NEAR TOTAL. APRODISIAC GASSES PROVED EFFECTIVE AND HIGHLY DISTRACTING. REVISION NOTE: ADJUST GAS FEED WITH PHEROMONES, TO PROVIDE ADDITIONAL DISTRACTION. ADDITIONAL REVISION NOTE: ENHANCE FEED CAPACITY OF COMPUTER MATRIX – PRESENT COMPUTER TENDS TO BURN OUT WHEN DELIVERING TOO HIGH DOSES OF PLEASURE FEED. SUBJECT B1 ESCAPED WHEN SYSTEM WAS UNABLE TO EXCEED THE SUBJECT’S PLEASURE CAPACITY.

“I’m not sure Billie is a normal subject,” Hello Nurse said with a reassuring smile at Wile E. – he was always his own worst critic, after all. “I know that if it was me facing that much of a direct neural jolt of raw pleasure, scaled up of course, I wouldn’t be walking for days, at least.”

YOU’RE HUMAN, Wile E. answered, tossing the sign to the floor at her feet. WELL-ENDOWED AND VERY BEAUTIFUL, BUT STILL HUMAN. I NEED TRAPS THAT WILL SUBDUE SUPER-HUMANS!

“Don’t you have several subjects like that in the Honey Trap right now?” asked Hello Nurse, walking forward to look over her boss’ shoulder. “Hmm…well…you definitely have a lot of non-human subjects running the maze. They’ll make good test subjects for the lower-level traps. Oh!” Her blue eyes widened slightly, her lashes fluttering as she blinked at what she saw on several of the screens on the panel. “There’s several highly-trained enemy agents in there as well! Prisoners of various operations, I’d imagine. And we even have…one, two…I see three super-humans…well, not humans, of course, but all the same…”

WE’LL SEE, came the response, Wile E. holding up the sign with a sour expression on his face, not turning to look at Hello Nurse, not even when she was rubbing her significant “assets” against his back (though she would have admitted freely, she wasn’t sure if she’d been doing it on purpose or not). Instead, his attention was turned to the various screens on the panel and scattered around the wide viewing screen looking out on the Honey Trap. Perhaps Hello Nurse was right, and what he had was adequate, since Billie went through mazes almost constantly when she wasn’t eating, sleeping, or enjoying some personal entertainment. But, more likely, even if the traps were sufficient for catching and “subduing” his present subjects, he’d only see all the flaws that could have made their functions just that much more efficient, or that could have resulted in disaster if not for some stroke of luck or foolishness on the part of the test subjects. For now, though, he would indeed watch and wait and see.

*

“This way, Morty, Ferdie!” Millie Mouse called out behind her, letting herself lag just a little bit behind her twin, Melody. “I think we’re almost at the end!”

“I hope so,” said Ferdie, panting a little as he fought to keep running, despite how long the nine young teens had already been running through the winding corridors of this horrible place. “We’ve just got to save the princesses!”

“And my Grammy!” added Webby Vanderquack, trailing the pack with her friend Gosalyn by her side, and just a little bit behind the triplets, Huey, Dewey, and Louie (webbed feet, after all, weren’t quite as good for running long distances as the scurrying feet of mice).

[http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Betina\_Beakley

http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Daisy\_Duck

http://darkwingduck.wikia.com/wiki/Gosalyn\_Mallard

http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Huey,\_Dewey\_and\_Louie

http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Millie\_and\_Melody\_Mouse

http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Minnie\_Mouse

http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Morty\_and\_Ferdie\_Feildmouse

http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Webby\_Vanderquack

An idea of Gosalyn’s teenage appearance: http://toongrowner.deviantart.com/art/Darkwing-meet-teen-Gosalyn-293766078

http://teenwebbyvanderquack.tumblr.com/ - not canon for this series, but a fair idea of Webby’s appearance at her present age]

That was the lure, of course, and the reason that Wile E. called this particular maze the Honey Trap: it was indeed a trap, with a very sweet reward offered to those who succeeded, in the form of something, or, more frequently, some_one_ that the one running the maze desired very much. At the start of the maze – so long ago now, it seemed, even though the timers they saw at regular intervals said that less than a half-hour had passed – the seven youngsters had been shown what purported to be a live video feed, straight from a dirty, dark cell, where Minnie Mouse and Daisy Duck were shackled, back-to-back, as they dangled from the ceiling. Another feed showed the plump matron, Mrs. Beakley, in similar dire straits, locked in a large iron-wrought birdcage near a crackling fire, where hideous dark creatures capered and laughed in wicked glee. Their intentions for the shapely older woman weren’t clear by any means, but it didn’t take a Junior Woodchuck to figure out that they weren’t going to be pleasant. When a digital timer appeared in the lower right of these scenes, showing a countdown of a single hour, that was all the motivation it took to get the nine teenagers to start hustling into the maze.

[http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Goons]

What none of the teenagers could know, was that all the trials they’d already endured, the giant robot that they’d outrun, the flamethrowers they’d ducked beneath, and the flying buzzsaws they’d evaded…they were all simply part of the greater danger that was the Honey Trap. Wile E. Coyote had pitted himself against the best over the years, and though he’d always failed, he’d learned from each of his mistakes, and seldom made the same one twice. Knowing his subjects, he’d specifically designed each of the traps the teens had faced and overcome, not to work, but to fail. The huge titanium coyote was programmed to always be just a little slower than anyone who ran away from it, and the projectiles of flame and steel were angled so that they could be avoided, if only barely at times, and their popout mechanism was made to be noisy and obvious, giving plenty of time to dodge what came next.

No, those weren’t Wile E.’s real trap. They were simply part of a far greater whole. But Morty and Ferdie never once considered such a possibility, as they were far too concerned with being outpaced by Millie and Melody; they weren’t going to be shown up by a pair of girls!

Gosalyn, however, was a lot more used to dealing with evil masterminds than anyone else in the nonet.

“Wait,” she called out, slowing, and almost immediately the other four ducks did as she’d asked, turning to look at the red-haired duckling. “This is too easy.”

“We don’t have time for this!” Ferdie yelled back, he and his twin coming abreast of the two mousegirls. “That timer isn’t waiting for…”

SNAP!

If nothing else was said about Wile E. Coyote, nobody could deny that he made sure his traps suited his subjects. Right at the very instant Morty, Ferdie, Millie, and Melody stepped into the next room, an oversized mousetrap came swinging down at them, faster than any mortal reflexes could hope to dodge, but slow enough that it could be seen coming down, giving its intended victims a perfect sense of their inevitable doom.

Right then and right there, the four mouselings would have died…if that had been Wile E. Coyote’s intention. Fortunately (or, perhaps, unfortunately) for them, it wasn’t. His intention, rather, was to trap them, as the four immediately discovered as the memory metal slapped down against their backs, pinning their upper bodies to the floor and their arms to their sides, while yielding just enough to create a perfect binding for four teenage mice. A binding that left four cute little mousebottoms thrust into the air, while Millie and Melody’s too-short skirts had, naturally enough, bunched up around their waists, exposing their snowy white panties, which clung just a little too snugly to their taut young derrieres for proper modesty.

Gosalyn and Webby looked first at the trapped mice, and then at the three brothers, when Huey, Dewey, and Louie didn’t spring immediately into action. Sure enough, the triplets were temporarily mesmerized by the sight of cute mousey bottoms (including, it seemed, those of Morty and Ferdie, as their overalls were also rather snug-fitting in their present position). Then the girls looked at each other and sighed.

“Come on,” grumbled Gosalyn, starting forward, while Webby followed right behind…only for both duck girls to come up short as the metal floor beneath their webbed feet suddenly clicked, and two pairs of metal manacles snapped firmly into place around their ankles. “Hey!”

Finally – finally – the triplets sprang into action, seeing their childhood friend a captive. By then, however, it was too late, as large robotic clamps reached down from the ceiling, moving silently behind them just as they started forward, each of the three clamps smoothly snapping shut around the waist of each teenage duck, pinning their arms as securely as those of the trapped mice.

“Wow,” came a mocking female voice, before the leering face of Magica De Spell suddenly flared into sight on another viewscreen, which lowered on the end of a long metal tentacle. “That coyote might actually be half as smart as he claims!”

“Let us go, you nasty old witch!” demanded Huey, grunting along with his brothers as he struggled in the grip of the metal clamp around his waist.

“And my Grammy too!” Webby also demanded, standing up from where she and Gosalyn had been bent over at the waist to tug on their manacles, since the awkward position of the shackles didn’t allow them to bend their ankles, or even to sit down, since they were solidly built into the floor itself.

“Bah!” scoffed Magica, motioning to the viewscreen on the wall, the one showing the timer, as well as the sight of the two princesses in peril, and Mrs. Beakley also. “You will see that plump cow of a duck soon enough. You’re all being shipped off to War World. Queen Chrysalis has found that you ducks make good egg incubators!”

Waving her hand in a dismissive gesture, Magica’s magic swept over the five ducks. Instantly, Webby gave a squeal of shock, her small hands going to cover herself as her clothes instantly vanished, even the nearly invisible feather-tight shorts she, like most ducks, wore to conceal her genitals. Huey, Dewey, and Louie weren’t nearly so lucky, and quite promptly their boyish danglies dropped into view, while their cheeks turned a bright red, standing out clearly against the snowy white of their feathers.

“Well,” Magica amended, smiling wickedly as she looked over the five teens appraisingly, “after a while, at least. I don’t see why I shouldn’t have a little fun with you first. But not you mice!” she snapped, seeming to shred the clothes of the four mice with the sound of her voice alone, leaving four black bubble bottoms on full display. “Chrysalis might just want the ducks for incubation purposes, but she needs you mice…as skaven baby makers!”

Exerting her will slightly, the section of the floor on which Morty, Ferdie, Millie, and Melody were pinned lifted up, detaching from the rest of the metal surface, and slid smoothly through the air, down the corridor ahead of them, and out of sight. Her shrieking cackle of fiendish delight at the thought of consigning four helpless innocents to doom was, however, partially drowned out by Betina Beakley’s own cries as the door to her cage snapped open.

“No!” the plump duck matron almost screamed, pressing against the far side of the cage as the goons surged forward in a dark mass, rough hands reaching for her. “Nooooo!”

“Grammy!” sobbed Webigail, forgetting to cover her budding breasts and the tender dimple of her pudenda as her hands went to her beak in horror, while the triplets traded embarrassed glances, their young penises starting to firm at seeing Mrs. Beakley’s big breasts pop into view as the goons tore off her dress, stripping her down to her feathers in seconds.

“Don’t worry about her,” Magica taunted the teen ducklings. “They’re just putting her in a stasis box. They’d never disobey their mistress, Maleficent.” Then she smirked. “Getting her naked is just an appetizer: their main course will be arriving soon enough…after Bowser has finished with it. Or, rather, them.”

The screen that had been showing Mrs. Beakley’s fate flashed to another scene briefly, showing a dark dungeon chamber where several (the scene vanished too quickly for the ducks to count) lithesome, shapely, smooth-skinned figures dangled by chains from the ceiling, some hanging limply, others struggling against their bonds.

“As for your princesses,” Magica continued, gesturing to the viewscreen next to her own, her teeth showing with the breadth of her cruel smile. “Let’s just say that you failed before you even began.”

Minnie and Daisy were shown again, but this time, rather than being bound, back-to-back, in their pretty dresses, looks of fearful trepidation on their faces as they awaited whatever horrible fate might be in store, they were shown quite differently. Naked, black fur and white feathers completely exposed, the pair had expressions of total despair and exhaustion on their faces. Cum was splashed all over their bodies, matting fur and feathers down. Nearby, several tall, imposing panthers stood, a few of them with smirks on their faces, several zipping up the fronts of their uniform trousers, obviously having just finished adding to the mess covering the two bukakke’d girls. What was most horrible about the scene, however, were the plump, round bellies both mouse and duck were sporting. They’d been knocked up!

[https://www.animationsource.org/tssourcepage/khan\_6.htm]

“Shere Khan had his way with your princesses weeks ago!” cackled Magica in delight, an evil laugh that grew even more wild at the looks of horror on the faces of the five teens. “Enough teasing. Now it’s your turns!”

Gosalyn and Webby shared a fearful look, and then looked over to Huey, Dewey, and Louie. Just from their expressions, the teenaged ducklings knew none of them had any idea how to escape this situation. As the world around them began to sparkle with Magica’s magic, they knew that, unless a miracle occurred, they were doomed.

*

Ah, so much to do, and so very little time. Wile E. Coyote allowed himself to hear Catwoman talking to him, but her words were more a part of the background, something he noticed, but would only call to his immediate attention if there was a serious need. After making sure that the Honey Trap maze was working effectively, and watching Magica De Spell have some fun with some of the losers in the maze (mostly to make sure she didn’t foul up all his hard work), the coyote, with Hello Nurse in tow, had walked out of the observation room, and gone right into the next laboratory. The one where Wile E. did his experiments on failed infiltrators.

Mostly the lab was unoccupied at that time, though not because of a lack of test subjects. Rather, Wile E. had inserted most of the would-be invaders of the Council of Evil’s headquarters into the Honey Trap, or some other horrific scenario almost (and if there wasn’t an “almost,” it would hardly be fun) guaranteed to end in multiple forced orgasms. Catwoman and those two silly Puma Sisters had joined Wile E. and Hello Nurse in the hall, Anna Puma bearing a lightly-struggling sack over one shoulder. Since Catwoman had said something about a “prisoner,” and “highly trained,” and some other important-sounding words, Wile E. hadn’t prevented them from following along, especially since their present room would probably suit whoever it was they had stuffed in the sack rather nicely indeed.

Almost as soon as he stepped into the room, Wile E. saw that it was a good thing he’d come to check on his latest experiments after all.

“No!” came a high-pitched squeal. “No, no, no…EEEEEEEE!”

Pausing for just a moment to savor the sight of watching an extremely large plunger-powered dildo depress, squeezing itself, nice and slow, into an extremely tiny as well as absolutely adorable bunny bottom despite all the precious wriggling of the cotton-tailed owner of said posterior, Wile E. walked casually over to the doomed little subject, and popped the very phallic tube that served as an aphrodisiac feed back into the girl bunny’s mouth. Just as casually, he adjusted the second of the two phalli, which the struggling little rabbit had somehow knocked out of alignment, and nodded in satisfaction at the loud but muffled squeal that soon came from his test subject as the dildo promptly sank into her little pink pussy.

[https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=980345]

“Huh,” noted Uni Puma, looking from Fluffy, the leader of the team presently getting a slow, steady pumping of mechanical cock, to the other two members of the special ops team tied up nearby, where they were forced to watch their leader’s erotic abuse. “You actually caught the Pink Berets? I didn’t think that was even possible.”

“Yeah,” agreed Anna Puma, both twins looking impressed. “I heard they were some of the best covert infiltrators around.”

[http://despicableme.wikia.com/wiki/The\_Pink\_Berets

https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=1208220]

“They tried to infiltrate the Ultratech Research branch of Khan Industries,” Hello Nurse explained patiently while Wile E. busied himself by hooking up a clear plastic tube to first the dildo in Fluffy’s tailhole, and then the other inside her bunny cunny. “We think it was for common industrial espionage, probably because of the tendency for Ultratech to be environmentally unsafe…though Shere Khan’s recent buyout of the company has caused them to start changing that policy. Shere Khan wanted to use them to test his Fulgore units’ targeting systems, but Wile E….um, ‘talked’ him into letting him have the Pink Berets instead. For…what did you call it, boss?”

STRESS TESTING, Wile E. answered, holding up a sign with one hand, while the other fixed the other end of the tubes into a large reservoir filled with numerous ovoids in various shades of brown. Once he’d properly restored his machine to full functionality, the coyote turned, giving the two other Pink Berets a sharp-toothed and truly wicked smile that made the littlest one cower adorably.

“Oh no,” sobbed poor little Bit in her sweet, squeaky voice, before her words turned into a high-pitched squeal as her ears were snatched in one of Wile E.’s large hands. Patch grit her teeth as her ears were similarly nabbed, and she did her best, despite being a cute little bunny, to give Wile E. a stone cold killer’s stare…which Wile E. easily ignored, as he ruthlessly lashed both little rabbits into place next to their leader, their heart-shaped bunny buns thrust upward invitingly.

“Oh Patch,” Bit sobbed even more piteously, and even Catwoman and the Puma sisters seemed swayed by the sweet little bunny’s expressive, tear-filled eyes. “Patch, he’s gonna…he’s gonna…Oh Patch!”

“Be brave, Bit,” Patch reassured her little friend and teammate, leaning over to give the youngest Pink Beret a tender nuzzle. “Just like Fluffy. Don’t let them know-mph!”

Unlike the others in the room, Hello Nurse was completely unswayed by the adorable little bunnies. After all, she worked with test subjects all the time, many of them quite recalcitrant, and many perfectly able to talk, despite their legal status as test subjects. The curvaceous nurse, therefore, was the one to pop the other two aphrodisiac feed tubes into the mouths of the other Pink Berets, effectively cutting off their voices. As soon as they weren’t able to talk anymore, Wile E. reached over, and pressed the button that activated the machine.

Slowly – so slowly – the plungers at the far end of each dildo began to sink down…and the heavy, bulbous weights pressed up against exquisitely tiny pink holes. For a long, long moment, the machine paused, letting its victims savor the full extent of what was about to happen to them. Then, accompanied by a loud, if muffled, double squeal, it jerked forward, just a little, and then the four rigid shafts sank smoothly to their hilts. As the dildos started to pump, slow and steady for now, though they gradually started to build up steam, the brown ovoids started to be sucked down the long clear tubing, before being pumped down the other end, popping one by one into each well-stretched bunny cunny and tight little tailhole.

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BOWSER WANTED CHOCOLATE-FILLED BUNNIES, Wile E. explained with a wicked smirk at the four females he could see in the room, ignoring the plaintive cries of the three doomed little bunnies, before his eyes fixed on the now more vigorously-squirming bundle draped over Anna Puma’s shoulder. WHAT IS THAT?

“Who, actually,” answered Catwoman, answering Wile E.’s former smirk with one of her own as she caught the far end of the sack, and smoothly whipped it off its contents. Wile E. immediately started to drool at the sight of sexy, smooth bat booty, as Batgirl’s smooth body was revealed on Anna Puma’s shoulder, struggling as best she could against the bonds holding her securely tied, completely naked save for her cowl and cape.

I’LL TAKE THAT, Wile E. insisted, lifting the redhead from Anna’s shoulder after tossing aside the sign, before moving her to his own shoulder instead, one large and surprisingly strong hand squeezing Batgirl’s tush firmly, while she protested the touch into the gag in her mouth.

“Not so fast,” Catwoman protested with an arched eyebrow, her eyes flicking briefly to Wile E.’s hot butt as he started to leave the room. “We don’t work for free, you know.”

“We’ve got some budget left, boss,” Hello Nurse reported after a quick glance at her tablet (a more difficult feat for her than most people might suppose). “I’m sure we can afford another ‘test subject.’”

I THINK THEY WANT MORE THAN MONEY, Wile E. pointed out, motioning with his muzzle to the Puma Sisters, who blinked at the assertion, looking first at each other, and then back to the coyote.

“What were you thinking?” asked Uni Puma, tilting her head to one side.

YOU WERE BOTH MADE FOR SEX, Wile E. answered with a light shrug. LITERALLY. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU HAD SOME?

“Well…”

“That’s not…”

TAKE HER, Wile E. finished, motioning with his muzzle once more…this time to Hello Nurse. AND HAVE FUN.

“B-boss…” Hello Nurse started to protest, but the protest was half-hearted as the astonishingly strong catgirls took hold of her arms. “Boss, this isn’t really professional behavEEEEE!”

Catwoman blinked as she saw just how well-endowed Hello Nurse really was, as soon as the high-stress brassier beneath her uniform, made of unstable molecules and resin-bonded ceramic reinforcement came off.

“Wow,” she whispered in awe. “Just…wow.”

Pulling her attention away as the Puma sisters hoisted Hello Nurse up onto one of the examination tables, clothes flying everywhere as they got to work, Catwoman started after Wile E. as he continued down the hallway.

“Hey, wait!” she called after him, making the coyote stop and turn to face her. “They might work for tail, but not me. I’m in this for the money.”

TAKE HER TO ROOM 6, came the response, as Wile E. handed the still-groggy Batgirl over. I’LL BE THERE…SOON. WITH YOUR PAYMENT.

“All right,” Catwoman replied, grunting slightly as she hefted the redheaded teen in a fireman’s carry. “But no double-crosses.”

I DON’T DOUBLE CROSS, Wile E. almost huffed, even without words. NOW EXCUSE ME.

Leaving Catwoman to her own devices, Wile E. went all the way to the very end of the long corridor, and entered a code into the keypad for the door there, then bent, letting a hidden optical reader scan his eye. Unlike every other door in that corridor, which could be opened by a keycard, a code, or some other simple method that would allow other authorized users to enter, this one was for Wile E. Coyote alone. Nobody was allowed in this far room. Nobody.

This was where he kept his treasure.

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There, racing at top speed on a treadmill, a VR helmet on her head, was the Road Runner. Wile E. glanced to the side, at a series of screens, smirking as he saw the old familiar landscapes of the places where he’d chased the fleet-footed bird so many, many times. He’d tested the helmet extensively, and knew it to produce an effect exactly like the real thing, tapping straight into the sensory nerves by simple contact (patent pending). On the screens, he even saw himself, hot on the heels of the Road Runner, who always stayed just barely ahead.

“We both always knew you were doing it on purpose,” said Wile E. Coyote, his suave, cultured voice bringing the Road Runner to an immediate stop as she looked around blindly, unable to see reality while trapped in VR. Wile E. pressed a button on the treadmill, and a high-tension, spring-powered spreader bar snapped into place, securing the Road Runner’s legs tightly, before he reached out, and removed the helmet. “You were always such a tease.”

Swallowing, Road Runner gave Wile E. a nervous smile, her legs flexing as she tested the power of the spreader bar…and found it quite a bit more than even she could escape. Then Wile E.’s strong hand seized her feathery rump, the fingers sinking into her supple flesh, and she shivered all over, her beak parting as she began to gasp for air, her eyes wide as they watched the coyote over her shoulder.

That tail was always up, Wile E. mused as he admired the snug pink slit just barely visible when you got close enough. The Road Runner always kept her tail up…and very often, she let her perpetual pursuer get just close enough to see the treasures beneath that tail, always so close, and yet so very far away. Stroking the underside of that beautiful blue tail, combing his fingers upward, into the grain, Wile E. considered his prize, hand-delivered to him by Maleficent herself, taken by brute force and raw magical power, as her goons lay in wait, before her magic slowed the Road Runner enough for them to pounce on her, overpowering her with ease.

“It wasn’t fair,” said the coyote quietly, his expression thoughtful as his fingers slid downward, caressing her bottom again, before being joined by the other hand. “It’s…not satisfying,” he continued, even as Road Runner gasped as he began lovingly mauling the perfect tush he’d been chasing for years now…only to have it handed to him, along with the rest of her, completely at his disposal.

Yellow eyes growing heavy-lidded, Wile E. knelt behind his prize, leaning in close, making sure she could feel his hot breath on her most precious places. Making sure she was shuddering all over at the feeling. She was wet long before he began to nuzzle her delicate slit, nudging it open like the petals of a flower with the tip of his cool black nose. The touch made her shiver, a soft whimper escaping her beak…and soon followed by a much louder whimper as his fingers dug into her feathery flesh, spreading her labia wide.

Normal birds didn’t have tailholes. Everyone who knew anything about avian anatomy knew that. But the Road Runner did. Her vagina, likewise, was almost humanlike…a stark contrast to the bestial red erection that slid swiftly free of Wile E. Coyote’s sheath, brutally thick knot and all. A knot that he’d longed to sink to the hilt in his Road Runner’s pussy ever since the first time he’d seen her, out in the desert, racing along the road. His nose teased against that little button of tense flesh as he pressed his muzzle close, and he was rewarded by a high-pitched moan, the Road Runner’s head falling back, her beak lifting to the ceiling at the close, intimate touch. She was soaked, her juices already matting the feathers of her inner thighs, tamping down the down around her so-snug hole. Her sex was swollen, and as Wile E. pulled back slightly, to get a better view of the precious jewel that was now his to use as he pleased, holding her spread wide with just the bare tips of his blunt black claws, he could see the untouched maidenhead of the Road Runner, within a cunny that was so visibly swollen and slick, it had to be painful for the poor, needy she-bird.

How could he resist?

He didn’t.

Wile E. Coyote’s tongue slid out, already dripping with eager saliva…and tasted her. Deeply. Road Runner cried out, beeping in shock at the touch of tongue-on-heated sexflesh, then beeped again, more loudly, as Wile E. started to lick again…and again…and more! He was greedy for her sweet juices, his mind reeling to the base of his most primal instincts as he began to nibble, and then to gnaw, his lips sucking, his tongue slurping, eating her, violating her.

The Road Runner’s cries filled the room, beeps and meeps and moans and even loud squeals like tires braking hard on asphalt as she was taken to the depths of her being by the greedy, insatiable coyote who now had her in his clutches. Her juices dripped like rain to the treadmill at her feet, soaking the belt, her feet, and Wile E.’s knees, leaving his fingers dripping with her copious moisture.

Then his tongue hit her clitoris, and the Road Runner screamed.

Pulling away finally, Wile E. Coyote let the Road Runner slump to the treadmill, her cheek pressing firmly against the belt as she desperately panted, trying in vain to catch her breath. Leaning in once more, he kissed one soft-feathered lower cheek…and then leaned over her, to deliver another kiss, this one to her upper cheek, finding the feathers there almost as soft. His hand squeezed her rump, but only lightly, not possessively like he’d done before. Then he moved that same hand to a button next to the treadmill, and suddenly the spreader bar unlocked, falling free of the Road Runner’s legs.

“Get up,” said Wile E. Coyote as he picked up the VR headset, and placed it back on the Road Runner’s head. “I’m going to chase you now. And this time…this time, I’m going to catch you.”

Picking up a second VR headset, Wile E. fit it over his own head…and just like that, he was back in the desert, on the old road he and his teasing paramour had raced along so many times. She was lying there on her belly, panting hard, her sex winking at him from the aftershocks of orgasm, her cheeks deeply flushed. Against the yellow sky and rust red rocks, her bright blue feathers stood out beautifully. Everything about her was beautiful, though, captivating the coyote, freezing him in place as he simply admired her.

The delay was all the time the Road Runner needed. Just like that, she was up, her yellow beak snapping around as she gave Wile E. Coyote a teasing wink, stuck out her tongue as she raspberried him, and then was off like a shot.

“I’ll get you this time, Road Runner!” Wile E. Coyote yelled after his beautiful prey, his eyes locked on that teasing flash of pink as he began running as well, his hands outstretched to seize her the moment her pace slackened. “And I promise, when I do, you’ll love every moment!”

Choices

*Superstation

1) Our heroes on the inside head toward the Hellstation's core - 3

(65% chance of success, rolled 4 times)

2) The violation of Supergirl, Stargirl, She-Ra, and the Sailor Scouts - 2

(may be negated as a choice if another option is selected first)

3) Ratchet and the SWATKats - 8

(60% chance of success, 4 successes or failures)

*Desert City

4) Fate of the slaves and slave revolt - 5

(45% chance of success, one roll for each grouping)

5) Bambi and company meet Blacksad and company, then make their way to the Pyramid Casino and safety - 1

(45% chance of success, 3 successes or failures; success here will put Bambi, Berri, Shirley McLoon, and Goldie Pheasant into active play, and peacefully retire the others; failure will put everyone into the clutches of Shere Khan)

6) Finish the events at Jabba's Palace – 9

(70% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

7) What's going on at another casino?

-Fat Cat's Casino - a 20's-style speakeasy - 5

(There are 50/50 odds that either Tanya and Fieval will be ravished, or Gadget, Foxglove, and Tammy will be. The one who isn't ravished, however, will escape and reach our heroes.)

-The Mouse Trap - a pub with the best card games in Casino City - 0

-The Percheron - all-horse review, actually a pretty safe spot - 4

-Pleasure Island - a place for transformations - 0

-The Pyramid - what are our friends up to? - 0

-Treasure Island - pirate-themed, and pirate-attended - 2

*Castlevania and Environs

8) The Zerg and the Xenomorphs - 5

(50% chance of success for the Queen of Blades, best of 3)

9) Our teams meet up for the final approach - 8

(60% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

10) Draco and friends - 10

(mostly sex, but 70%, best of 3 all the same)

11) Ayumi, both Lara Crofts, Daring Do, and Rouge do some treasure hunting by themselves - 2

(40% chance of success, rolled 5 times, once for each character)

12) Scar arrives - 1

(45% chance of success, rolled 4 times)

*Other Locations

13) Characters on the Ship head to Castlevania - 3

(60% chance of success, 5 successes or failures)

14) An itch beneath their tails - 7

(Tails gets molested by ponies and horsemen alike)

15) The wolves and dogs on the ship gang up on Big Macintosh - 5

16) Bowser and company have “dessert” while planning (no vore involved, I promise…unless specifically requested) – 1

17) Shere Khan's further villainy -

18) Bucky O'Hare tries to escape the Jungles of Rage -

(50% chance, rolled 4 times)

19) Gilda and Stallion, infiltrators - 9

(55% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

20) Hunting in the Jungles of Rage - 3

(40% chance of success, rolled once for each fleeing character)

21) More fun in Wile E. Coyote’s lab – 0

Additional Requests/Votes

Characters (5 votes for new character additions):

*Character cleanup starts - ongoing

Adventures of T-Rex characters (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The\_Adventures\_of\_T-Rex) - 2

Aisha Clan-Clan (http://outlawstar.wikia.com/wiki/Aisha\_Clan-Clan) - 1

Archer (http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Archer\_(Fate/stay\_night)) – 5 – just enough

Bayonetta (http://bayonetta.wikia.com/wiki/Bayonetta\_(character)) – 6 – she’ll make a showing

Banjo (http://banjokazooie.wikia.com/wiki/Banjo) & Kazooie (http://banjokazooie.wikia.com/wiki/Kazooie) - 1

Bubsy the Bocat (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bubsy) - 3

Dr. Viper (http://villains.wikia.com/wiki/Dr.\_Viper) - 1

Duke, Captain N's Dog (http://captainn.wikia.com/wiki/Duke) - 1

Easter Bunny (male or female?) - 1

Eleanor Lamb (http://bioshock.wikia.com/wiki/Eleanor\_Lamb) - 1

Fire Emblem Characters

• Anankos (http://fireemblem.wikia.com/wiki/Anankos) – 2

-Corrin (https://fireemblemwiki.org/wiki/Corrin) – 2

Fran (http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Fran) - 1

Gordon Freeman (Half-Life, https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL6PNZBb6b9LvDWpI-5CPYUxG1Rnm-vr9V) - 1

Gordon Shumway (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ALF\_(TV\_series) - 2

Leroy (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The\_Catillac\_Cats#Leroy) - 1

Poison (http://streetfighter.wikia.com/wiki/Poison) - 2

Rajang (a monster encounter, http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/Rajang) - 2

Reptile (http://mortalkombat.wikia.com/wiki/Reptile) - 1

The Rescuers (Bianca and Bernard) - 1

Rider (http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Rider\_(Fate/stay\_night)) - 4

Sailor Animamates (http://sailormoon.wikia.com/wiki/Sailor\_Animamates) - 2

Soul Caliber women

• Hildegard von Krone (http://soulcalibur.wikia.com/wiki/Hilde) – a princess

• Scheherazade (http://soulcalibur.wikia.com/wiki/Scheherazade)

Subject Delta (http://bioshock.wikia.com/wiki/Subject\_Delta) - 1

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

Tomamo no Mae (http://fategrandorder.wikia.com/wiki/Tamamo\_no\_Mae) - 4

Tracer (http://overwatch.wikia.com/wiki/Tracer) - 3

Zoo Crew (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain\_Carrot\_and\_His\_Amazing\_Zoo\_Crew!) – 5 – saving the day

Scenes (7 votes for most to happen):

Godzilla meets Superpuma (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JIRG8qELuXk) - 1

Kim Possible gets in touch with family & friends - 5

Marvel vs. Capcom teamup (Deadpool, Okami, and Dante) - 3

Fluttershy/Toriel - 1

Characters on the Ship head to Castlevania - 2

Brooklyn/Firebrand - 6

Samus/Ridley flashback scene – 8 – I need to finish that fanfiction story soon

Nobody joins the bughunt - 5

Cobra (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cobra\_(G.I.\_Joe)) shows up - 5

Alien Queen/Asriel (his adult version) - 2

Stallion ties up Shenzi and Zira – 8 – he’s definitely on it

Rika’s pregnancy advances – 5

The Slave Factory – 1

Toralei/Catra – 1

Skeletor re-dominates his former servants – 1

Catra shows off her panther form – 1