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Entry 36

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

*Superheroines

1) Stargirl and Batgirl and the superdogs versus the Horde villainesses - 2

(65% chance of success, best 2 of 3)

2) Comet and the girls run the gauntlet - 0

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

3) The girls and dogs up top go and join Comet and the others in battle below - 4

(75% chance of success, 2 successes or 3 failures, but leaves the Horde villainesses unattended)

4) What's Skeletor up to? - 6 - the winnah

Additionally, do the dogs stay good? Y/N - 7/1 - they resist the urges...for now

(If No, they won't help the bad guys...but they will help themselves when the opportunity arises)

Do note that the wave of pink kryptonite energy will be passing through shortly, regardless of what route is chosen.

*Desert City

a) Leatherhead tries to escape - 2

(75% chance of success, best of 3 rolls)

b) Rescue mission! - 3

(60% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures - one female member of the team will be caught on any failures)

c) What’s happening at another casino (randomly determined)? - 6 - as stated, this will be a random roll, determined below

Immediate Party Additions:

Black Orchid (http://killerinstinct.wikia.com/wiki/B.Orchid) - 0

Guilmon (http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Guilmon) - 1

Rika Nonaka (http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Rika\_Nonaka) – 4

Rouge the Bat (http://archiesonic.wikia.com/wiki/Rouge\_the\_Bat) - 0

Sylvia (http://wanderoveryonder.wikia.com/wiki/Sylvia) - 0

(Please note if you'd prefer her to show up on the Superstation instead)

Takato Matsuki (http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Takato\_Matsuki) - 1

*Castlevania

A) Alphys, Doggo, and Undyne get seduced - 2

B) Spidergasm – our male heroes tagteam Muffet - 0

C) Sophitia, Cassandra, and Pyrrha meet Aeon Calcos - 1

D) Kim Possible, Katt, and Kogenta - what do they do now that the sex has ended? - 2

(60% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

E) Dracula's chambers/The Ritual - 7 - it shall take place

Additional Requests/Votes

Characters (5 votes for new character additions):

*Character cleanup starts - 4

Adventures of T-Rex characters (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The\_Adventures\_of\_T-Rex) - 1

Agency Director (http://crackdown.wikia.com/wiki/Agency\_Director - a villain) - 5 - set

Bark the Polar Bear (http://archiesonic.wikia.com/wiki/Bark\_the\_Polar\_Bear) - 2

Bubsy the Bocat (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bubsy) – 2

Cassie Cage (http://mortalkombat.wikia.com/wiki/Cassie\_Cage) - 1

Discord (My Little Pony, on our side...more or less) - 3

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

Duke, Captain N’s Dog – 1

Easter Bunny (male or female?) – 1

ElfQuest Characters - 3

-Cutter

-Ember

-Leetah

-Rayek

-Skywise

-Sunstream

-Winnowill (a villainess)

Final Fantasy IX Characters - 4

-Amarant Coral

-Beatrix

-Garland (a villain)

-Garnet Til Alexandros

-Kuja (a villain...sort of)

-Vivi Ornitier

-Zidane Tribal

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

Gajeel Redfox (http://fairytail.wikia.com/wiki/Gajeel\_Redfox) - 3

Golbez (Final Fantasy IV) - 2

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

Guin (http://www.mangahere.co/manga/guin\_saga/) - 2

Hepzibah (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hepzibah\_(comics)) – 4

Jazz Jackrabbit (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jazz\_Jackrabbit) – 2

John Blacksad and sidekick Weekly (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blacksad) - 3

Junkrat (http://overwatch.wikia.com/wiki/Junkrat) - 4

Nova Terra (http://starcraft.wikia.com/wiki/Nova\_Terra) - 5 - she will appear

Panther Lily (http://fairytail.wikia.com/wiki/Panther\_Lily) - 3

Peter, Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail Rabbit (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter\_Rabbit) – 5 - on the bounce

Priscilla (http://darksouls.wikia.com/wiki/Crossbreed\_Priscilla) - 1

Pumyra (http://thundercats.wikia.com/wiki/Pumyra) – 4

The Rescuers (Bianca and Bernard) – 1

Roadhog (http://overwatch.wikia.com/wiki/Roadhog) - 5 - will make an appearance

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

Shining Tears X Wind Characters (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shining\_Tears\_X\_Wind) - 3

-Raihi

-Rouen

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

Thirty/Thirty (http://bravestarr.wikia.com/wiki/Thirty/Thirty) - 1

Tracer (http://overwatch.wikia.com/wiki/Tracer) - 2

Vorcha (http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Vorcha) - 2

WarCraft Characters (http://wowwiki.wikia.com/wiki/Major\_characters) - 5 - they'll appear

-Anveena Teaque

-Arthas Menethil

-Aysa Cloudsinger

-Baine Bloodhoof

-Cairne Bloodhoof

-Deathwing

-Hamuul Runetotem

-Ji Firepaw

-Jorad Mace

-Kalecgos

-Malfurion Stormrage

-Thrall, Son of Durotan

-Tyrygosa

Winston (http://overwatch.gamepedia.com/Winston) – 4

Yahg (http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Yahg) - 2

Zoo Crew (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain\_Carrot\_and\_His\_Amazing\_Zoo\_Crew!) – 3

Scenes (7 votes for most to happen):

The Next Villain Scene (10 votes to take place) – 0 - reset at last

Boss, the charr engineer, becomes a voyeur with Riva, the asari comm specialist – 3

Casino: Pleasure Island casino, a place for transformations – 6

Events at the Last Stop (since we delayed) – 4

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

Katt (Breath of Fire 2)/Leomon/Rei/Rajah/Kogenta (not necessarily all at once) – 6

Kim Possible gets in touch with family & friends – 2

Samus Aran/Morrigan/Wonder Woman – 6

Marvel vs. Capcom teamup (Deadpool, Okami, and Dante) – 1

Chun Li/Judy Hopps (Nick Wilde also suggested) – 4

Future version of Brooklyn and his family - 4

Hyrule Warriors version of Midna - 5

Fox McCloud gets a zero suit - 4

Widowmaker/Nova Terra sniper battle - 5

Vitani/Shenzi - 2

Vitani/Kiara - 2

Yawg's Legends of... series and characters are (semi-)canon - 5

More Wolf Link/Midna fun - 3

Fluttershy/Toriel - 1

Author Notes

A while back, somebody mentioned the fun ways to bite it in oldschool Adventure games like Space Quest (and personal dissatisfaction with one particular method of death). This has had me thinking, and so I had to share my personal favorite death scene from a Sierra game, specifically The Colonel's Bequest:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUgs2m4E8q4

Personally, I would have much preferred the Psycho scene be replaced with a variety of far more fun fluids being splashed around, but so it goes. If anybody ever wants to program a game like that (oldschool graphics, please), and wants a writer to help work on the script, please let me know. Oh, and here's a free program for just that sort of game making:

http://www.adventuregamestudio.co.uk/

Also, I wish to note that the Big List has been modified again. It's still in transit, of course, so not everything has been put in perfect order, but I'm getting there. https://www.sofurry.com/view/1058355 is the link, as usual.

UFC Entry 36

At times like this, Keldor really, really, really wished he had Hordak's lust for power. Honestly, that was the only sort of lust that power-mad world-conqueror ever felt! And Keldor knew it, because he'd lost track of the number of times he'd tried - and failed - to seduce his former partner in villainy. And that was back when he'd still had his good looks, and people still called him Keldor, instead of his present (and far more descriptive) name: Skeletor.

[http://he-man.wikia.com/wiki/Skeletor

http://screenrant.com/masters-of-the-universe-best-skeletor-facts-trivia/?view=all

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mNz6eHfsESQ - shared only because I couldn't help myself]

Skeletor had made darn sure Hordak wasn't just giving him the brushoff because the Horde leader wasn't into males, too. Oh no, Hordak had once, long ago, engaged in the occasional debauched act, and had cared little whether it had been with males or females. But even back then, the only reason Hordak ever engaged in sex was to gain more power, by manipulating his lovers and taking what they had until they had nothing left to give. Hordak had even used his impressive shapeshifting powers to rut Shadow Weaver into a drooling stupor at one point, and ever since, the green-skinned witch babe had been hanging on him like a bad suit, ever-hopeful for that second taste of what Hordak's body could do when he put his mind to it.

Except...Hordak didn't put his mind to it. Ever.

Now this Swift Wind...mmm, yes, he definitely had promise! As did the super-horse, Comet, and even those overmuscled dogmen on the top of his superstation. Yes, fine specimens indeed, and it wasn't too hard to figure out what they wanted. For all his lack of meat on his face, Skeletor wasn't lacking meat in "other" places, and it was all fully-functional. Evil-Lynn had always managed to keep her place as Skeletor's second for more than her magnificent mind, and there was a very good reason why Skeletor had surrounded himself with a variety of well-muscled henchmen with submissive tendencies. As far as Skeletor was concerned, those with simple tastes were the most trustworthy - perhaps the only ones who were trustworthy at all. And that was why he preferred animals - and animal people - to the regular kind.

"Who cares if he can't read Nietzsche?" Skeletor demanded of his empty cell. "With a body like that, Swift Wind hasn't got the need!"

Of course, that left the problem of Skeletor's present imprisonment. It wasn't as though he had much right then to offer any of these new potential recruits, now that he'd lost control of the rest of his henchmen. If only he did, he might be able to finagle some sort of a deal...actually, perhaps he still could.

Hordak's capture of the Superstation had been sudden and complete. While he couldn't be certain, Skeletor had strong reason to believe it was Evil-Lynn who'd sold him out to the Council of Evil. If all had gone as it should have, Skeletor would have been the one ruling over a good part of the cosmos, supervising the Council's holdings with the multifarious powers of his Superstation. But Evil-Lynn had suspected him of going soft ever since that embarrassing Christmas incident, as had all his henchmen, and in a gang like his, once the doubts started to build, it was only a matter of time before you ended up like Skeletor: naked and chained to a wall in the dungeon.

Ah well, at least the situation wasn't without its high points. After all, Evil-Lynn was quite happy to make use of Skeletor's apparently helpless state to amuse herself. Why, even Shadow Weaver had dropped by to help out. Oh, she'd just watched, but Skeletor was a master at reading people, even those whose faces he couldn't see, and he knew perfectly well that the robed witch would be back eventually, and possibly alone. The occasional gang-banging from his former henchmen had been a trifle humiliating, Skeletor had to admit, but he was flexible in his tastes, and the clods who worked for him had never really been evil enough to properly rape him, so what was supposed to be a brutal act of aggression wasn't too hard for Skeletor to turn into an orgy instead.

Besides the conjugal visitation rights, Skeletor also still had one of his viewing orbs. Usually he kept it tucked away in a pocket dimension when he was expecting visitors, but whenever he was certain he would be undisturbed for an extended period, out came the orb. What this amounted to was that Skeletor knew more about what was going on around the Superstation than Hordak did. The power-hungry boob was far too concerned with his future plans, using the strange computer combine that coordinated the efforts of the Council of Evil, to pay more than the most cursory attention to what was taking place right under his stainless steel balls.

Unfortunately for Skeletor, being able to see, but not to interact, meant he had a rather sizable blue boner...and no way to relieve himself.

"Curse you, Hordak!" he snarled at the empty walls, jerking against the chains that bound both wrists and ankles to the wall. "Curse youuuu!"

Frustration aside, Skeletor wasn't beaten. Hornier than he'd ever been in...well...ever, certainly, but beaten? Never! Not when there was a wave of raw pink kryptonite energy surging through the Superstation, empowering him and every male in the place. Of course, that was also the source of Skeletor's present "situation," but in every endeavor, sacrifices had to be made.

Since he wasn't invited to the side of Evil, Skeletor decided he'd have to make a place for himself on the side of Good. To that end, he reached out with his mind to the nearest receptive mind. Swift Wind would have fit the bill perfectly under most circumstances. Right then, however, the winged unicorn was far too busy with "other matters" to pay much attention to a weakened mental summons like Skeletor's. When those other matters involved watching the beauteous Evil-Lynn eagerly eating out a thoroughly bred She-Ra, while lowering the equally beauteous Sorceress of Castle Grayskull down toward your upthrust horsecock, while the ever-feisty Teela and the still-proud Wonder Woman looked on with defiant eyes, Skeletor could hardly blame the stallion. Moving his point of view to a situation halfway between raven-haired and red-haired females, Skeletor would have grinned widely if that wasn't...well, his normal expression, as he listened to the pretty pleas of the Sorceress as she squirmed her lovely, pale bottom in Swift Wind's hands, her cries growing more frantic, more desperate, her hands almost clawing at his broad chest as the broad, flat head of his cock started to stretch her tight-clasped cunny apart.

"Swift Wind, please!" the Sorceress was begging. "You're not evil! Don't give into the wickedness Hordak is trying to force upon you!"

"I'm not giving into any sort of evil," Swift Wind replied calmly, his expression a serene smile as he moved his grip to the Sorceress' supple thighs, spreading them apart until she was almost doing a splits above his cockhead, her frantic face looking down in dismay, before turning back up, her eyes wide. "I'm only giving into my instincts. I'm a healthy stallion, and except for two times, I've never been allowed to mount a mare, and never a filly. Once with Star Wind, and once with Princess Celestia. Both times were hasty affairs, and fraught with complications of...various sorts. Now I have three beautiful human mares, and an exquisite human filly, all mine, to do with as I please, with the prospects of more,"

"Many more," chimed in Evil-Lynn, lifting her face from She-Ra's cum-soaked quim only long enough to add her information.

"Many more fillies to follow," Swift Wind picked up. "My only concern now is when Comet gets here. He's strong, but he's not as experienced as I am at the art of combat. We'll fight, because that's what stallions do when they meet and there are fillies involved. He's seeking me out because he knows, so long as I am free, he's not the head stallion of the herd. If he defeats me, you will all belong to him, and he will set himself to properly taking my place, including finally laying claim to those fillies with him. If I defeat him, both he, and all his little harem, will belong to me. Personally, I am looking forward to enjoying his rump: he is a very attractive colt, and should serve well once he's been put in his proper place. But just in case I do lose, I think it best that I seed the mares and fillies I have as soon as possible."

The pressure of Swift Wind's hands around the Sorceress' thighs increased, and she clawed desperately at his chest, trying with all her might to somehow keep from behind pushed down. But it was all in vain, and Skeletor exulted almost as much as Swift Wind himself as the Sorceress' pleas turned to a high-pitched, musical screech, not dissimilar from the cry of her falcon form, as she sank slowly down that pillar of rigid white flesh.

[https://e621.net/post/show/226797 - because the original post is hard to find; also, the comments are pretty funny, I think]

"I'm only sorry I didn't do it myself," grumbled Skeletor, shifting his perspective toward the surface. Up there, not only was Shadow Weaver leading visible Hordeswomen to the attack, but Catwoman had a pair of aces in the hole waiting in the wings: the Puma Sisters.

[http://www.absoluteanime.com/tank\_police/sisters.htm]

With those two powerhouses waiting in the wings, even with a superdog like Krypto on hand, and the rush of the magic-infused pink kryptonite wave on its way, Skeletor wasn't at all sure the heroes there had a good chance of winning. Those two had ways to dampen their movements, so even the super-senses of Krypto and Bolt weren't likely to pick them up until it was far too late. That is, unless "someone" dropped them a hint.

Letting his mind linger just a moment longer, Skeletor noticed Ace the Bathound. Now there was a man...dog who was hard to spot! Having found an intellect almost as great as his own, Skeletor dropped his little hint, then withdrew. Hopefully it would be enough for them to avoid being overwhelmed: Skeletor didn't particularly mind being used as part of the harem of Swift Wind, but the fact that he'd been put there by Hordak was simply too galling to endure.

That, of course, left Comet. Typically heedless of the possibility of danger from females, as always, Skeletor overlooked Supergirl and the Sailor Scouts. Mmm, and quite an overlook it was! But back to business, he had an important message to deliver, directions to give, directions to his own cell. Keeping his exact identity secret for now, Skeletor pressed against Comet's mind, finding it surprisingly open to suggestions, though not, he found, necessarily to control. Guidance wouldn't be hard at all, but actually forcing the handsome white stallion to do what he wanted would be very difficult indeed. So, for now, Skeletor stuck to sublety.

"You are in grave danger," he called into Comet's mind, making the stallion start in surprise and look around. "Don't say anything out loud: I'm talking into your mind. If you focus, I think you can talk back."

Pausing a moment, Skeletor waited, to see if Comet could indeed do as Skeletor had suggested. And waited. And waited. Huh, guess not.

"All right," Skeletor finally conceded. "That was a wash. No matter. I am a prisoner here. A prisoner of Hordak, and a slave of Swift Wind. I want to be free of them. If you can release me, I will serve you well. I helped in building this terrible Superstation, and I know all its secrets, even ones unknown to Hordak. Free me, and I am yours to command!" Pausing a little longer for dramatic impact, Skeletor leaned a little closer to his viewing orb. "Nod if you agree."

Comet shrugged.

"Musclebound oaf!" he roared in the confines of his cell. "I'm practically giving you victory on a silver platter! If you don't...hey! Hello? Hello!" Snarling to himself, Skeletor cast his skullface toward the ceiling. The dolt had cut off their connection!

"Ah well," Skeletor sighed meditatively. "At least I've given him the option. But even if it doesn't work out, maybe Swift Wind will be more willing to listen after he's tired himself."

How many more hours that would be, of course, Skeletor couldn't begin to guess.

He hoped Comet was in a listening mood.

*

[Possible Casinos:

1 - Fat Cat's

2 - The Last Stop

3 - The Mouse Trap

x - The Percheron (being saved for later fun)

4 - Treasure Island

Rolling 1d4, and the result is...1 - Fat Cat's!]

Puffing his long cigar, Fat Cat reclined in his overstuffed chair overlooking the floor of his casino. His large booth was dimly lit, which of course was no hindrance to his sharp feline eyes, and instead made it ridiculously easy for him to spot every little transaction taking place on the floor.

A glance, and he saw Clarice where she should be, the shapely little chipmunk singing her heart out for the weasels, lacuni, skaven, and khavra in the audience, showing just enough fur to excite, but not quite enough to endanger the waitresses...much. Another glance, and Fat Cat flicked his eyes over each of the servers on the floor, each sporting a red collar that throbbed slightly in the near darkness of the casino's table area near the stage.

"Handy trick, those collars," remarked the rotundly muscular feline. "Just a little tug, a simple lock, and it's like there's help dropping out of the sky." Fat Cat smirked, then. "I'm just glad I don't have to pay for them: that devilcat who runs the Last Stop seems like he's almost throwing them out in the street, he was so eager to share them with me."

He let his cruel eyes play over some of the slaves hard at work carrying drinks and food to the customers, and carrying away dirty dishes. Those eyes came to rest on two of the younger servers, twins, felines somewhat like himself, but more human in appearance. They were Thundercats, members of the people of Thundera, but inexperienced and easily captured by stratagem. Already Fat Cat had received half a dozen offers from wealthy skaven, lacuni, and even a few of the Weasel Mafia for the chance to deflower the pair (and he did insist that they had to be sold off as a pair, if at all). They were even more popular than the mustelid girl, Tatyana Tuschenko, though the Weasels were very eager indeed to get their mitts on that extra-tasty gymnast, and the Toon Patrol themselves, some of the top agents of the Weasel Mafia, had even made a few bids on her. Third most popular of the serving slaves were the mother and son taguels. For all practical purposes, they were shapeshifters who could turn into very large rabbits, and their kind was desperately rare at present. There would surely have been more offers, except healthy taguels of breeding age were simply more than most people could even hope to afford.

"Such a pity I can't sell any of them," Fat Cat mildly bemoaned. "But business, as they say, is business."

"And you know what would happen if you went against the Council's wishes," growled Neyla softly from across the table, the purple feline showing more than a little fang before her fellow feline, dressed in the elaborate scarves, jewelry, and heavy eyeshadow of a gypsy, reached over to rest a gentle hand on the former peace agent's shoulder.

"Fat Cat already knows perfectly well what happened to Jabba," Ms. Fortune said calmly, her voice as well as her eyes carrying a soporific effect that her two companions at the table had to fight to resist, even knowing what to expect. "And he also knows that the Council is most eager to reward those who are both loyal and wise."

At a nod from the sultry, grey-furred tabby with the eerie eyes, Neyla lifted three leashes in her hands, and passed them to Fat Cat. Arching an eyebrow at the odd gift, the rotund criminal mastermind began to gently tug on the leashes in his powerful grip. That grip tightened as he heard a quartet of soft, feminine gasps from the shadows near the entrance to his private booth, and his expression of bemusement turned to one of sharp-toothed delight as he saw who was on the other end of the leashes.

"As I live and breathe," laughed the feline crimeboss. "Gadget Hackwrench, and her dear friends Foxglove and the ever-enthusiastic Tamara Squirrel." He reached out as he reeled the three girls in, making Gadget jerk her blonde head away in disgust as he teased his clawed fingertips over the underside of her chin. "I do so love happy reunions, don't you? And here you are, served up to me almost on a silver platter. Ah, and speaking of silver platters, before I forget," he snapped his fingers, and almost immediately his four henchmen came scurrying from behind one of the many curtains that ringed the booth, bearing a large silver platter on their shoulders. As soon as they'd set it down on the table between the three feline conspirators, Fat Cat reached forward, and swept off the cover with a flourish. There, bound quite securely like a pair of suckling pigs, gags in their small mouths keeping their whimpers muffled, were two attractive young mice, the boy obviously younger than the girl, their figures equally girlish, their upturned bottoms equally firm and tight with clearly-visible dimples to either side of their nervously-lashing tails.

"Ms. Fortune, Neyla, may I present to you the Mousekewitzes," Fat Cat announced with a wide grin, the hand not holding the leashes reaching down to first gently caress and then cruelly squeeze the girl's pert dancer's bum until her eyes started to tear up. "Tanya and her younger brother, Fievel. Untouched, of course, and ready to join all the other slaves hard at work on dear Jenner's work crews. Slaving away in the hot desert sun," he continued, teasing his thumb into the snug crease of Tanya's labia. "Sweating and suffering as you labor in the dirt." A finger nudged into the dimple of the mousegirl's tailhole, eliciting an adorable squeal from the poor girl as her eyes grew wide, and cheeks deeply flushed. "And then there's the constant attention of the overseers...ow!"

Fat Cat snatched his hand away as Neyla slapped it, and gave her a wounded look.

"Their clothes," he continued as though nothing had happened, "are right there, so you can dress them after you've sampled their bodies. Snout!" He held out the leashes to the large-nosed rat, who snatched them quickly. "Take my cat toys to my room and tie them up on the bed. I feel like making some kittens." He glared at the other three of his henchmen, the lizard, Wart, pudgy Mole, and scraggly Mepps. "The rest of you go with him, and take the Toon Patrol as well. I've got them on retainer, so I might as well get some use out of them. I do not want my playthings getting away before I've properly seeded them." He grinned down cruelly at the three girls, Gadget's and Foxglove's eyes and mouths wide with horror, while poor little Tammy started to sob, burying her face in her hands. "Or eaten them, I'm not really sure which yet." He motioned dismissively with one hand, and his minions immediately started to drag the three struggling girls away.

"And what about the special package?" asked Neyla, casually caressing Tanya's face with surprising gentleness, wiping away the tears on the petite mouseteen's cheeks.

"Indeed," agreed Ms. Fortune, stroking her hands gently over Fievel's presented buns, squeezing them a little, but only lightly, careful not to damage the blushing mouseboy. "The suffering of the slaves digging up the ruin is an important part of the ritual, of course, but there's the other part, and it's just as important."

"I'll have to come by and watch for a while," laughed Fat Cat as he leaned back in his chair, reaching for and tugging a nearby pull cord. "There's nothing like having attractive slaves sweating away in the hot sun to make one feel so relaxed." His expression turned thoughtful, then. "Unless it's while a few more slaves are busy at work in equally sweaty tasks, eager to prove how much they don't want to join the ones digging in the sand. Of course I've kept every part of my side of things. I'm not like that fool Jabba, trying to shunt slaves off for sale, instead of sending them to the quarry: I want to thrive, and I know that if the Council's plans succeed, I'll be living the high life for the rest of my very long days."

A pair of curtains parted as Fat Cat continued to pull down on the cord, and a set of soft underlights turned on, illuminating the figure standing behind the curtains. She was a sleek young cat with soft grey blue fur that did nothing to hide her gorgeous, perfect figure, and long darker blue hair. She was sporting jewelry, bands around her wrists, a necklace, and a tiara on her brow, but these all had obvious holes where gemstones had once been set, but then pried out. A cold metal band could be barely seen around her head, giving off a soft hum.

"Ah," said Neyla with a pleased smile. "Princess Felicia of the Aldebaran witches. An heir to the deepest secrets of their traditional psychic sorcery."

"We'll be transporting her back to the Council as soon as possible," Ms. Fortune added. "We'll gather up the survivors of the Dark Queen's fall to make use of their transporter. And then we'll begin hunting with them for the Princess Theria. We expect you to do the same, Fat Cat. It will make a difficult task vastly more possible, I assure you." As she said this, she glanced up from where she'd been cupping Fieval's plump little balls, making the boy whine softly at the intimate and unfamiliar touch. Her expression said far more than mere words, for she did indeed have powers greater than those of most mortals, including a touch of the second sight. Only a touch, but enough to make very educated guesses.

"I'll round up the Toon Patrol," Fat Cat assured the pair, picking up a remote control, which he carefully manipulated, causing the blank-eyed princess to follow after him. "Pardon me while I take her highness to your transport." He departed with a bow, and then slipped quietly from the room, letting the concealing curtains fall back into place, leaving the two felines in privacy.

"This," purred Neyla happily as she gripped the base of Tanya's tail, making the poor girl whimper fearfully, "should be fun."

[Bad Guys:

Fat Cat (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Fat\_Cat)

Fat Cat's Gang (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Fat\_Cat%27s\_Gang)

Jenner (http://donbluth.wikia.com/wiki/Jenner)

Lacuni (http://diablo.wikia.com/wiki/Lacuni) - the desert and elsewhere

Ms. Fortune (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toonstruck and http://www.giantbomb.com/ms-fortune/3005-17519/)

Neyla (http://slycooper.wikia.com/wiki/Neyla) - working with Fat Cat

Skaven (http://warhammerfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Skaven) - sewers and elsewhere

Toon Patrol (http://villains.wikia.com/wiki/Toon\_Patrol) - working for Fat Cat

Weasel Mafia (http://conker.wikia.com/wiki/Weasel\_Mafia) - Fat Cat's and Mousetrap casinos

Good Guys:

Clarice Chipmunk (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Clarice)

Princess Felicia (http://buckyoharetoadwars.wikia.com/wiki/Princess\_Felicia)

Fievel Mousekewitz (http://anamericantail.wikia.com/wiki/Fievel\_Mousekewitz)

Foxglove (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Foxglove)

Gadget Hackwrench (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Gadget\_Hackwrench)

Panne and Yarne (http://fireemblem.wikia.com/wiki/Panne and

http://fireemblem.wikia.com/wiki/Yarne)

Tammy Squirrel (http://rescuerangers.wikia.com/wiki/Tammy\_Squirrel)

Tanya Mousekewitz (http://anamericantail.wikia.com/wiki/Tanya\_Mousekewitz)

Tatyana Tushenko (http://www.ospreygraphix.com/html/Screens/Animalympics/sc-Animal-tatyana.html and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZuNiRRYUug)

Wilykat/Wilykit (Thundercats)]

*

[For fun: https://www.sofurry.com/view/778549 - Twilight Sparkle naked and majestic]

Blushing in her chains, Twilight Sparkle moved as far away from the throne of Dracula as she could, her eyes wide and horrified as she watched him stand, then casually peel off his formal jacket, vest, and layers of frilly undershirts. At the same time, Alice and Calla, eyes still glazed with the power of Dracula's overwhelming mental domination, their smooth, supple young bodies bathed in a sheen of sweat, nipples rigid at attention, obediently answered the unspoken command, and unbuckled the tall, pale man's belt, peeling open his trousers, then pulling them down. As they finished with his boots, Dracula stood there, haughty and proud. Twilight dared a glance between the vampire lord's legs (purely for scientific purposes, of course), and blinked.

"So what I've read is true," she said, meeting the red-eyed gaze of the Prince of Darkness. "Vampires can't...reproduce in the normal way."

Not daring to stop her dance, Maid Marian continued to tread lightly on her dainty paws, panting hard now, for she'd been dancing for so long. The only sound that really registered for her now, as she reached a near trance state, was the tinkle of the ankhs that had been pierced through her nipples by the wicked succubi that served Dracula's whim, and the swish of the scant silks that barely covered her nethers and her beautiful ears from view. So long as her ears were covered, Marian knew she could still look her husband in the eye when next they met: those were for him alone.

The succubi in question, meanwhile, had remained very busy indeed. Eilonwy was still resisting, still holding out, but her body was bathed in the same sheen of sweat as her fellow blonde teens, her flawless skin glistening as she squealed when the pair of devil-women, blue- and red-skinned, mercilessly suckled, wet and noisy, upon her plump, budding breasts, cooing and moaning and whispering wicked words of seduction in the fae-blooded girl's ears. Above her, black-winged Nina dangled, chains biting into her tender, delicate Windian skin. The succubi had paused in ravishing Eilonwy only long enough to lift the winged princess' split-sided tunic upward, over her head, and then to shred what few undergarments she'd worn beneath. Spreadeagled in midair by the chains holding her ankles and wrists shackled tightly, Nina grit her teeth as she felt the supernatural heat radiating upward from the succubi, sinking slowly but irresistibly into her tender loins. Despite herself, she writhed against the chains, making them jingle as she struggled against powers she couldn't begin to understand, forces that left her inner thighs soaked, her juices trickling down to her dainty bare toes.

"Your learning is at once correct, and deeply mistaken," answered Dracula, giving the Princess of Magic a cold smile, then sweeping his gaze down to the girls who desperately licked up and down the sizable yet flaccid length of his cold, pale penis. "What is left of my human shell cannot enjoy the pleasures of mortal flesh any longer. The only pleasure I can enjoy as I am now is the tang of sweet blood. The only reproduction I can accomplish is the passing on of my dark curse."

As Dracula spoke, Twilight's eyes grew wide in shock, and then in horror, a gasp escaping her lips as the fell master of Evil began to grow and to swell, dark purple veins standing out all over his immense (and he was growing huge!) body, the coloration soon spreading to his skin as well as it darkened and thickened, becoming as hard as stiff boiled leather. Vast wings thrust messily from his back in a spray of dark bloodless gore, and both hands and feet grew massive and thickly taloned, while his muscles grew turgid and solid.

[http://castlevania.wikia.com/wiki/Dracula/Enemy\_Data and http://www.vgmuseum.com/mrp/morphs.htm - see his second form in Symphony of the Night and The Dracula X Chronicles for Dracula's monstrous appearance when excited]

That wasn't all that grew stiff and turgid. Twilight Sparkle gaped in astonished horror as Darcula's penis grew to a size and thickness that easily rivaled Big Macintosh! (Not that Twilight Sparkle would have known a single thing about that detail, of course; nope not a single, solitary thing, honest.) As for Alice and Calla, they screamed at the sight of the monster before them, the spell of his influence broken as they each turned and tried to escape, Alice trying to scramble away on all-fours, Calla rising to her feet to attempt to get distance between her and the monstrous Prince of Darkness.

Both girls' efforts, of course, were doomed from the start, as Dracula easily seized Alice's bottom, holding her firmly in place with one massive talon, while the other caught Calla about the waist, lifting her off the ground, letting her kick and struggle in futile desperation.

"With my rod of might," intoned Dracula, his words carrying a weight of strange power that Twilight immediately recognized as magic, raw and overwhelming, "I breach the seal of this first sacrifice. And with that breached seal, I invoke the power of the Dragon!"

With a single mighty stroke, Dracula thrust his hips forward and down, his aim straight and true as his grotesquely bloated, uncircumcised penis found the tender, tightly-clasped lips of Alice's baby smooth, tiny sex...and cruelly stretched it brutally wide! Alice's scream was long and loud as Dracula hilted himself inside her, his grapefruit-sized balls slapping loudly against the backs of her thighs, and Twilight knew he was using magic on the poor human girl, ensuring she could not only survive this ordeal...but enjoy it.

Calla brought her hands to her mouth in horror as she watched Alice's face, the other girl's cheeks flushed, mouth wide as she wailed and panted like a dog, even as Dracula ground his hips, making her trim, flat tummy bulge impossibly large with the sheer size of his girth. The power of passion coursing through his veins, and from them straight into Alice's trembling body, there was no chance for the poor girl, no hope for her to escape with her mind intact.

"Please!" she begged desperately. "I'm going to die! I'm going to dieeeeee!"

Dracula's only response was a throaty snarl, baring his many too-sharp teeth, before a gush of juices burst free of Alice's sopping pussy, both his and her own. Her stomach ballooned out, her entire body tensing...and then she went limp. Pulling free, Dracula snorted in disdain as he let the unconscious girl drop to the thick carpet, then turn his attention to Calla, who began to struggle even more desperately than before.

Turning her head away, not wanting to watch or listen to the spectacle of Calla's deflowering, Twilight gasped softly as she saw something near the far end of the chamber. Something big. Something bound with thick chains to the pillars. Something with dark red scales. Before she could focus her magical sight to enhance her normal vision through the darkness, without alerting Dracula that she was using magic, Twilight's concentration was suddenly broken by the loud squeal of Calla's cherry popping, as Dracula smoothly sank her down on his mighty member. Unable to look away in dread fascination, Twilight shuddered as she saw Calla's upthrust breasts bouncing, their perked pink caps bobbing up and down with a mesmerizing pace. Dracula's balls moved with similar speed and brutality, up and down, shafting the squirming princess hard and fast, holding nothing back as his balls slapped her inner thighs, splaying them widely apart as she kicked her small feet in the air, her toes curling despite herself as orgasm hit her brain like a sledge, making her entire body tense, her trim-muscled sixpack tightening visibly as her back arched against Dracula's chest.

Perhaps fortunately for Calla, Dracula wasn't interested in prolonging the torment. This was not the dark seduction of gothic romance. Instead, this was a rough, brutal, bestial humping, hard, fast, and savage. Without a care for her feelings, Dracula dropped the violated girl to the carpet near Alice, letting her lie face up, mouth open, eyes blank and staring with the shock of what had been done to her. Dracula had far more important matters drawing his attention, as Twilight could see for herself as she saw another figure bound to one of the pillars, this one an inky blue-black.

"Free me," said a deep, masculine voice. "Free me, Son of the Dragon, and I promise to serve you."

"No pacts, Legna," growled Dracula as he brushed aside the succubi that had been furiously fingering Eilonwy's delicate sex, seeming not to even notice the furiously dancing Maid Marian, her trance state almost making her invisible to his sight. "Only servitude."

"Our goals aren't so different," the black dragon called Legna conceded. "And I can help you now. You want the blood of four virgins shed to escape this place before you are overrun with darkling creatures from the stars. You want to summon the strength of the dragons so that you can withstand the forces that now stand against you. I want humanity subjugated, subdued, weakened, and all invaders that would challenge my kind's might from Outside beaten down and subdued. Free me, and I will serve you, Son of the Dragon."

Grunting, Dracula half-turned, and made an impatient gesture. Instantly, the rune-forged chains holding Legna shattered, and he stepped away from the pillar...and started to advance toward Nina as she dangled above the floor, suspended between pillars.

"Stay back!" cried out the Windian, her plump yet stremlined breasts heaving as she gyrated furiously against her bonds, trying to lash out with bound legs as Legna's curve-horned head neared her exposed, defenseless pudenda. "Don't touch...ah! Ah! AAIIIIEEEEE!"

Nina's high-pitched wail mingled with Eilonwy's as, almost simultaneously, Legna's tongue thrust forward, and so did Dracula's their long, knife-pointed tongues piercing each girl's hymen, popping their cherries with a sudden burst of blood, which gushed out into the greedily suckling maws of the potent creatures. Watching with Sight, rather than mere sight, Twilight could see lines of magic, and knew Dracula had made the deflowering far bloodier than it would have been normally. She could also see a line of connection between Legna and Dracula, the blood flowing into Legna's parted jaws somehow transferring its vital essence (which the dragon couldn't properly use) into Dracula instead.

The moment each girl's hymen was broken, Twilight also sensed two more shapes appearing, each bound to the pillars. Though their bodies weren't human, their posture of binding certainly was, upright, with arms secured behind the pillar, like a pirate's prisoner secured to a mast. The creatures were vast, and one had white scales, while the other had purple ones, both of them seeming to be much younger than the red and black creatures.

Dragons, Twilight realized with a start. Dracula had summoned, and imprisoned, dragons. And not just any dragons, either. These beings were creatures of power and potency, and to imprison them was...simply having possession of them was like having a living conduit of raw, raging power at one's beck and call. A very dangerous conduit, of course, and one Twilight was unsure that even a being as powerful as Dracula could hold for long.

Dracula, however, let Eilonwy drop limply to the altar once more, her breathing shallow, but still constant. Nina was similarly drained, but alive. His head turned to the windows, and Twilight followed his gaze involuntarily. Beyond the panes of glass, through the rare clear panel in the midst of the myriad of stained glass, she could see...forest. No, not forest. Steaming jungle.

Castlevania had been moved.

"And now," said Dracula softly, stepping to the middle of the chamber. "Now, I summon Alduin."

Despite herself, despite not wanting to draw attention, Twilight Sparkle couldn't hold back a loud and horrified gasp of shock at the statement. At the same time, however, she understood immediately why Dracula would even consider such madness. After all, she'd just realized herself that not even Dracula, aided by a dragon of his own, could hope to contain three dragons indefinitely. But if anything could, Alduin, the First Dragon would be it.

"I begin the ritual," growled Dracula, not reverting to his former state. "Go and guard the chamber door, Legna. Make sure no one enters. And no one leaves."

"Yes, master," said Legna, turning and stalking out in that slow, terrifying way that made dragons so instinctively horrifying. Twilight felt her heart lurch as the doors to Dracula's inner chamber gave a thundering boom as they shut and sealed, bound with the life essence of the dragon at the gates.

"The Council will get more use out of you than I will," scoffed Dracula, making a dismissive gesture across the room. With that single gesture, Alice and Calla, Eilonwy and Nina, they all faded like smoke in a stiff wind, each of them still too dazed from their recent rapes to even manage a cry of surprise. "But you two," he added, glancing at the ones that remained, "I believe I can still get some use out of you. After all," he chuckled darkly, "Alduin will want some sacrifices, and you are both of excellent quality."

Heedless of everything around her, Maid Marian continued to dance, the ankhs piercing her breasts continuing to jingle with an almost merry tone.

[Drakengard dragons

-Angelus (http://drakengard.wikia.com/wiki/Angelus)

-Gabriella (http://drakengard.wikia.com/wiki/Gabriella)

-Legna (http://drakengard.wikia.com/wiki/Legna) - serves willingly

-Mikhail/Michael (http://drakengard.wikia.com/wiki/Michael)

http://elderscrolls.wikia.com/wiki/Alduin]

Choices

*Superheroines

A) Stargirl and Batgirl and the superdogs versus the Horde villainesses

(68% chance of success, best 2 of 3)

B) Comet and the girls run the gauntlet

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

C) The girls and dogs up top go and join Comet and the others in battle below

(75% chance of success, 2 successes or 3 failures, but leaves the Horde villainesses unattended)

Does Comet's team go to save the person who contacted him (he doesn't know it's Skeletor)? Y/N

*Desert City

a) Leatherhead tries to escape

(75% chance of success, best of 3 rolls)

b) Rescue mission!

(60% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures - one female member of the team will be caught on any failures)

c) What’s happening at another casino (randomly determined)? If Fat Cat's Casino is rolled randomly once more, 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.

Two additional votes:

First. shall Bucky O'Hare, Jenny, Deadeye Duck, and Mimi Lefloo be added still free, or already captured? (If already captured, they will remain on the Chopping Block.)

Second, shall Willy DuWitt be added? Y/N

[buckyoharetoadwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bucky_O%27Hare

http://buckyoharetoadwars.wikia.com/wiki/Dead-Eye\_Duck

http://buckyoharetoadwars.wikia.com/wiki/First\_Mate\_Jenny

http://buckyoharetoadwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mimi\_LaFloo

http://buckyoharetoadwars.wikia.com/wiki/Willy\_DuWitt]

*Castlevania

1) Hey, where did Sally Acorn go?

2) A scene from the ship (selected from requested scenes and available characters - suggestions welcome)

3) Alphys, Doggo, and Undyne get seduced

4) Spidergasm – our male heroes tagteam Muffet

4) Sophitia, Cassandra, and Pyrrha meet Aeon Calcos

5) Kim Possible, Katt, and Kogenta - what do they do now that the sex has ended?

(60% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)