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Entry 16

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

*Casinos

Shall we tune in for a “tight slots" scene? Y/N – 17/

Immediate Party Addition Votes:

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

Foxy the Fox Pirate – 5 – he'll join shortly

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

Goldie Pheasant –

Minerva Mink –

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

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

Misty (Pokemon) – 1

May (Pokemon) – 1

Dawn (Pokemon) – 1

Iris (Pokemon) – 1

Velma Dinkley – 2

Daphne Blake – 1

Mightyena (female, anthro) – 1

-Bone each other on stage – 5

-Recruit a few of the locals – 2

-Find out from Mirage where their friends are (70% chance of success) – 16

-Ask around on their own for information (60% chance of success) – 2

-Try one of the other casinos:

The Barn - 60% chance of trouble, 60% chance of parts/information –

Fat Cat's Casino - 50% chance of trouble, 40% chance of parts/information –

Jabba's Palace - 65% chance of trouble, 65% chance of parts/information –

The Last Stop - 10% chance of trouble, 80% chance of parts/information –

The Mouse Trap - 30% chance of trouble, 50% chance of parts/information –

Treasure Island - 50% chance of trouble, 50% chance of parts/information –

*Rescue Party

-Who will be next for violation? Please make suggestions for what you'd like to see – almost anything goes. Multiple characters will be used when possible, but please only vote for one character set below:

Beast and Belle – 2

-Beast as villain? Y/N – 0/2 (Other way around! – 1)

Bridget – 0

Brooklyn – 2

Cassandra and Sophitia – 2

Jonathan Talbain – 1

Kasumi – 0

Kiara and Kovu – 5

Midna – 1

Natsu and Taki – 0

Okami Amaterasu – 2

Ookla and Thundarr –

Princess Tiana – 6

-How shall we approach the problem of saving our friends?

1) Infiltration – 4

2) Stealth insertion – 10

3) Direct methods (this time through the sewers) – 3

-Who are Morrigan's allies?

BlackWarGreymon – 10 - selected

Bill Grey – 0

Cammy White – 2

Captain Claw – 4 – selected

Chun-Li – 1

Cozy Heart Penguin – 2

Elena – will take part in a future Villain scene

Falco Lombardi – 3

Fara Phoenix – 2

Fay Spaniel – 1

Fox McCloud – 14 – selected

Foxy Roxy – 1

Ibuki – 2

Ivan – will take part in a future Villain scene

Karate Croc – will take part in a future Villain scene

Katt Monroe – 2

Kendo Coyote – 1

Kung-fu Bunny – will take part in a future Villain scene

Leomon – 11 – selected

Lotsa Heart Elephant – will take part in a future Villain scene

Maki – 1

Makoto – 1

Miyu Lynx – 1

None – 0

Pepe Lepew – 3

Rhei Rat – will take part in a future Villain scene

Sakura Kasugano – will take part in a future Villain scene

Swift Heart Rabbit – will take part in a future Villain scene

Tai Cheetah – will take part in a future Villain scene

Additional Requests/Votes

Characters (5 votes for new character additions):

Alduin (http://elderscrolls.wikia.com/wiki/Alduin) – 5 – will make an appearance

Alphys (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Alphys) – 3

Anna Puma and Uni Puma (http://www.absoluteanime.com/tank\_police/sisters.htm) – 2

Articuno (mythic encounter) – 2

Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale) – 3

Beldo (Azure Dreams) – 4

Cha Cha and Kayamba (http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/MH3U:\_Shakalaka\_Warriors\_Guide) – 1

Crita (http://he-man.wikia.com/wiki/Crita) – 5 – joins the villains

Doggo (Undertale) – 2

Elemental and Elder Dragons (Etrian Odyssey, mythic encounter) – 3

Elesa (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Elesa) – 1

Fallen One (Etrian Odyssey) – 1

Flannery (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Flannery) – 1

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

Goris the Deathclaw (Fallout) – 1

HK-47 (Star Wars KOTOR) – 3

Isabelle (animalcrossing.wikia.com/wiki/Isabelle) – 3

Katt (Breath of Fire 2) – 3

Knyght (Monster Hunter…sort of - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PZPlyxbmzE&feature=youtu.be) – 2

Kogenta (http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Kogenta) – 4

Leatherhead (TMNT) – 11 – he will appear

Magnamon – 1

Master Chief (HALO) – 1

Metal Garurumon – 7 – digivolves into action

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

Natsuki and Batanen (Hyper Police) – 5 – stealing into the action

Raidramon – 1

Rei (Breath of Fire 3) – 5 – will appear

Road Rovers Team, Partial (List characters you want to see when you vote) – 4

-Blitz

-Exile

-Colleen

-Hunter

Ryu (Breath of Fire 3) – 5 – will appear

Shego (Kim Possible) – 6 – a new villainess will join

Shelly (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Shelly) – 1

Tail Concerto Characters – 3

-Waffle

-Alicia

-Flare

-Stair

-Cyan

-Princess Theria

Tai Lung (Kung-fu Panda) – 3

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

Teepo (Breath of Fire 3) – 4

Tigerishka (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The\_Wanderer\_%28Leiber\_novel%29) – 3

Toriel (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Toriel) – 5 – she will appear

Triceratons (http://turtlepedia.wikia.com/wiki/Triceratons) – 8 – appearance pending

Undyne (http://undertale.wikia.com/wiki/Undyne) – 3

Ursa (Gummi Bears) – 2

Ursula (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Ursula) – no need for further votes, included in villains

Villager (Animal Crossing, Smash Bros.) – 2

Wargreymon – 7 – digivolves into action

Characters Pending Appearance

Flamedramon

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

Po (Kung-Fu Panda)

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

-Bill Gray

-Falco Lombardi

-Fara Phoenix

-Fay Spaniel

-Katt Monroe

-Miyu Lynx

Scenes (7 votes for most to happen):

The Next Villain Scene (10 votes to take place) – 11 – this will take place soon

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

Master Tigress/Okami pairing – 2

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

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

Cheshirespace and Coyote (Mythic encounter) – 7 – this will occur

Wolf Linkle (Rule 63 Link) – 3

C-3PO vs. Mettaton deathmatch – 1

Tails/Krystal – 1

Carmelita/Rocket – 1

Taking crew measurements on the ship – 1

Mirage visited by the flunkies of another badguy – 5 – will happen

Pleasure Island casino, a place for transformations – 2

Angela develops a bondage fetish – 1

Scooby-Doo buys Daphne and Velma – 2

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

Pending Scenes

Mythological Encounter

Mirage/Carmelita – ongoing

Master Tigress demands a rematch with Jon Talbain

Renamon rides Rocket

Kim Possible/Kiara (Kovu voyeurs)

Kim Possible becomes blue fox anthro (orange hair retained)

Bunnygirl'ed Raven

Author Notes

Keeping track of where to fit in all the new characters is a little bit tricky now. Still, I think I can manage, so long as I keep detailed notes, and stick to them.

UFC Entry 16

SMACK!

“YIPE!"

Stallion came back to consciousness to the sounds of wood meeting furry flesh, followed by the lupine yelp of his fellow prisoner. Blinking his eyes, the red-maned equinoid grinned as he looked over to the other cell, where Zeke was firmly secured in a pillory, his legs locked to a spreader bar. Of course, the black-furred wolf's body was mostly naked, his overalls stripped down to his ankles, while behind him stood a dainty little figure, a white-and-purple-striped kitty of maybe a third the tall, lean wolf's age and size. In her hand she held a paddle, and from the way she hefted it, it was pretty obvious she knew exactly how to handle her weapon of choice.

“Red told me to bring you up to be cleansed," Elh said with a light curl of her upper lip, the expression one of utter contempt. “Personally, I fail to see why we should bother. Scum like you choose to be corrupted, and you get only what you deserve."

SMACK!

“YELP! Wait! Wait! Not again! I'm not such a bad guy, see? It's the circumstances of my upbringing! Yeah, that's it…"

SMACK!

“Yi yi yi! Okay, maybe I've done a few bad things. But hasn't everybody made a few…"

SMACK!

Stallion grinned, leaning back against the wall of his cell, his chained hands above his head as he watched Zeke getting his bottom thoroughly and properly tanned. Not a bad show, all things considered, especially as the bad old wolf started to sport an erection.

Seeing her victim's pointed red wolfcock, Elh's eyes widened, her mouth forming a perfect “o" as she flushed, taking a step back in mild dismay; apparently this wasn't the reaction she was expecting.

“All right!" Zeke bawled, not seeming to notice the flustered state of his unintentional dominatrix. “All right! I admit it – I'm a bad wolf! I like being bad! I love doing bad things to people! I deserve to be punished!"

“You…you…" Elh stammered, her expression turning from consternation to fury. “You vile, wretched, filthy…!"

And with each of these epithets, Elh's paddle came down again and again, until Stallion could swear he saw a rosy glow on Zeke's buns, even through his dense black fur.

“You're not doing much good there, kitten," Stallion called out, deliberately timing his verbal interruption to just before he guessed Zeke was about to have a spanking-induced orgasm. “Can't you see that he likes it?"

“That's…that's not the point!" Elh declared, rounding on Stallion, leaving Zeke unsatisfied in his cell as she slammed it shut behind her, and stormed into Stallion's. “His sort are the degenerates that make this universe such an awful place! People like him need to be punished, or else…"

“Or else they won't get their rocks off," Stallion finished with an easy smile, letting his legs splay casually apart. Naturally, he was still naked from the working over the asari girls had given him earlier, and his slight movement drew Elh's attention to this fact…and what a sizable “fact" it was, as might be expected from a healthy horseman like himself. “People like Zeke and me, punishing us doesn't make us better people; it just encourages us. Now, you want to bring us back to the side of good and light," he arched his eyebrows suggestively, “you need to give us a reward for doing good, not a punishment for doing bad."

“A reward?" Elh demanded, almost spluttering as she tried desperately to keep her eyes on Stallion's, and not dipping down…down…down to where she knew it didn't belong. “What are you talking about? And what makes you think disgusting reprobates like yourselves could possibly merit…?"

“That's the whole point," Stallion broke in, leaning forward slightly, and Elh gave a soft gasp as she realized how big the red-maned male was, much bigger than her, even seated on the floor of his cell, his presence potent, captivating even with his wrists in shackles. “We're bad, and we don't deserve rewards. But giving us what we most want, even when we don't deserve it, would be just the way to show us what sort of benefits come from joining the 'good guys.' That's what you want, isn't it? Us on your side? That's why you haven't just taken us out and shot us, right? Because you think we might help you somehow."

“That…you…I…" Elh spluttered, growing steadily more flustered as Stallion leaned closer, until his muzzle was just outside kissing range of her own. “What…what do you want?"

Stallion's smile made Elh's heart leap into her throat: it was so wicked, so carnal, so…so seductive! She was so caught by those eyes, that smile, that beautiful, sculpted body, that she didn't have a chance to move before the horseman closed the brief gap between them, and kissed her, full on the lips. Elh's whole body went rigid for a moment, her hands going to Stallion's naked chest with its thatch of thick red hair in the middle. At first, she was pushing him away, albeit weakly. Then, slowly, her fingers started to curl, and then to grip the fur of his chest, stroking along the sleekly-powerful muscles that were so clearly visible, so perfectly defined. Then, finally, she was kissing him back.

His penis at full mast now, Stallion kissed his way up Elh's nose, then down the side of her neck, his eyes growing heavy-lidded as he heard the adorable little kitten moan at his erotic touch. She was putty against his lips as he nibbled on the tender, extra-sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder, nuzzling aside her high-necked smock as he did so, exposing so much of her lovely naked fur. Mmm, and he could tell she didn't wear anything under that smock of hers, too…

“No!" Elh suddenly gasped out, pulling away. “No, this isn't…you shouldn't…I can't…"

“Why?" asked Stallion, his tone and expression so reasonable, so infuriatingly casual and uncomprehending.

“Because…because it's just not…we can't…gah!" Elh threw up her hands, and stormed to the door of the brig. “I'll send someone else down to get you!"

Stallion arched an eyebrow, then glanced over toward Zeke, who was already working himself out of the straps that had supposedly been holding him secured. The big bad wolf shrugged, and tugged up his overalls, then straightened his old top hat.

“Females," he said with a toothy smirk. “No satisfyin' 'em."

*

“As it turned out," said the ash-blonde reporter, Alexa, “I was more right than I even dreamed. Not only was there a kidnapping ring with its headquarters here on Warworld, it's just the funding for something much bigger!"

“Unfortunately," chimed in the glasses-wearing girl next to her, Velma Dinkley by name, “we got found out while we were snooping through the files in the back room. Which brings us up to here and now, I guess."

“How can you be so calm?" asked M'Ress incredulously, wincing a little as she felt the electromagnetic pads over her tailhole and cunny vibrating, stimulating her body, not only preparing her for penetration, but also preparing her womb for impregnation. “They've got two prices next to each of us: one for rental, and one for buying. I'm not seeing a whole lot of ways for us to get out of this one."

“Scooby will save us," insisted Daphne Blake, just past Velma in the lineup of girls. “He's gotten us out of worse scrapes. And if he doesn't, then those friends of yours you mentioned probably will."

M'Ress had to admit, she wasn't at all convinced of the other girls' optimism. Still, what the reporter and her teenage companions shared filled in a little bit more of the larger picture. Turning her head, she looked at Chocolat, situated next to her, her perky nipples quite rigid and erect. The caninu Pomeranian gave M'Ress a good attempt at a cheerful, reassuring smile, but M'Ress could tell that Chocolat was very worried.

Down the line from Chocolat was Raven, and beyond her a human girl with dark skin, then another with fair skin and blue hair, followed by one with brown hair, and a fourth with spiky orange hair. Farther than the carrot-topped teen, M'Ress couldn't see. Though the other girls looked nervous, Raven seemed quite calm. M'Ress looked at the witch girl curiously, until Raven seemed to notice the look.

“We aren't destined to end our journey here," explained Raven. “At least, not all of us are. I know that I'll be getting out of here soon. If I can get free, then I know that I'll find a way to free the rest of you, somehow."

“Yeah, maybe," Chocolat agreed with a slight nod of her head. “But, um, how soon will you get out of here? Soon enough to avoid…you know?"

Raven's grey cheeks actually colored slightly at the implications.

“I…don't know," she admitted finally.

There was a sudden ding from in front of them, and all eyes snapped to the viewscreens positioned before each girl, allowing her to watch what was happening to her hindparts. M'Ress' eyes grew wide, their slits turning to round moons as she saw that she was going to be the first one chosen.

“No," she mewed piteously, struggling against the bonds holding her fast. Her eyes zeroed in on the figure, still shadowed and obscure, positioning himself behind her. “No! Please…this can't be happening…this can't…ah!"

She felt cool air on her exposed, ruddy-furred backside, and hands gently caressed…her tail?

“Come on, baby," came the tinny-sounding voice of the male on the other side, as he started to pump her tail like a handle. At least, M'Ress was fairly sure he was a male…more or less. “Hot hands, don't fail me now."

CHA-CHUNG!

DING!

“Eep!"

All the girls turned, blinking in surprise at the expressions on M'Ress' face, first of total shock, then of confusion, then going crosseyed. Actually, that last expression was enough to make Chocolat giggle a little, though she immediately blushed afterward, sorry for making fun of her friend's discomfort.

“Max! What have I told you about gambling?"

“That it's a ready source of tax-free income?"

“Normally you'd be right, little buddy. But after you lost us the Desoto at the craps table, I think it's time you took a little break."

“But look, Sam! I got a jackpot! Hah, 'tight slots' indeed – this was the loosest slot I've ever played!"

“Hmm, you may have a point there, little buddy. That certainly is a lot of valuta. Um…but I really don't think you're supposed to get money out of there."

“You sure? I hear a lot of people pull money out of their…"

“Let's just move along, Max."

M'Ress glared at the girls to either side of her.

“Not one word."

-

“Here's your menus, sirs," said one of the Brat Girls as she laid out several laminated cards on the table, deftly avoiding the many minor grabs at her skirt-clad bottom as she did her job. “I'll take your orders when you're ready."

The coyotes at the table were a rough bunch, known as bandits and raiders and part-time cannibals. Like a lot of the visitors to Casino City, they were offworlders, following the job market for their specialties. In this case, they were some of the low-end suppliers of slaves to the brisk trade that fueled a good part of the local underground economy. Just recently having left Jabba's Palace after selling off a fine piece of human rump, and The Last Stop after selling off some sweet rodent tail (probably destined to be resold to the owner of The Mouse Trap or maybe even Fat Cat's Casino), the coyotes were loaded and obviously wanted to let off some steam with a proper celebration.

“Not this menu, girl," said the leader of the coyotes, pushing his menu back. “The special one, for special guests. Don't you think I deserve the best?"

[https://youtu.be/xTOX0Ey9T3c?t=47

http://barnyard.wikia.com/wiki/Dag - I like his voice]

“Oh, of course, sir," answered the Brat Girl with a truly wicked, sharp-toothed smile as she produced another laminated menu, passing it over. “Do take your time in making your selection."

“No need," said the wicked alpha coyote, turning his cruel, lusting eyes over to the stage, where he followed the two young chickens that were Goldie Pheasant's backup singers with his gaze. “Those two on the menu? We've got…history together."

“Everything is on the menu," the Brat Girl reassured the coyote leader, her expression growing even more wicked, more cruel than before. “Even me, if you want me, sugar."

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

http://barnyard.wikia.com/wiki/Hanna

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28l6VH7F8HQ for Hannah's voice and movements]

“Maybe a bit later," purred the coyote, stroking one long-clawed finger down the wicked waitress' cheek. “You're a pretty tasty dish yourself, I'll admit. But right now, what I and my friends here want is a private booth…and some private time with two sweet little hens, delivered fresh and hot to our table. Can you do that for me?" He waited until the Brat Girl nodded, then reached down to lightly pat her bottom. “Good girl. We're just passing a little time, you see, until the new Tight Slots open. I hear there's going to be quite the selection, including a certain Galapol officer seen snooping around these parts." His sharp-toothed grin was very unpleasant indeed. “I like cops. Especially the sort that get in over their heads."

Not far away, Felicia crouched in the shadows. She'd left her dance cage only a few minutes before, and had been on her way out, to get some sleep and get ready for the next night's work. But as soon as she'd heard the conversation, she'd stayed to listen, her white-furred feline ears cocked. Seeing the Brat Girl leading the coyotes toward one of the private booths, Felicia quietly slipped one of the 'special menus' out of a pouch at the back of the Brat Girl's apron. Flipping through the pages, at first Felicia was just a bit discomfited, but not too troubled. After all, prostitution was common around the casinos, and though she'd avoided having to take part in that sort of business to make rent, at least so far, she understood that she was one of the lucky ones. What bothered her, however, were the marks next to several names on the staff, staff that she was almost certain weren't involved in prostitution at all. That itch of trouble turned into a sense of alarm, then, as Felicia found her own face among the many offered items on the menu.

“Borrowed time," Felicia whispered to herself as she dropped to all-fours, turning instantly into a small white cat, a power that she'd kept carefully secret from her present employers for just such an occasion. “That Galapol officer Dag mentioned…she must have friends looking for her. I'll just stake out the front of the Barn, and watch for them. As soon as they arrive, I'll help them, and they can help me."

In the shape of a four-legged feline, it was simplicity itself for Felicia to slip past the burly bull, Otis, who'd been stationed at the front entrance of the casino. While not a mean sort, Otis was pretty gullible, and like most bulls, his head was far too hard for normal reasoning, not when he was getting paid good money to keep out anyone that wasn't one of the Barn's special customers, the ones who'd paid well in advance for reservations at the grand opening of the Barn's new Tight Slots feature.

[http://barnyard.wikia.com/wiki/Otis]

Though Felicia didn't know what the Tight Slots might be, she wasn't stupid, and had some pretty good guesses. After all, if the management was willing to put unwilling staff on their sex menu, it wasn't far-fetched for them to go even further.

-

Breathing hard, Rocket came to a stop at the end of his impromptu routine, giving his unseen watchers a roguish smile before he turned and started walking to the steps leading off the dance platform, scooping up his jumpsuit on the way. Before he's made it past the first step, however, he came to a sudden halt at a pair of gorgeous white-furred breasts. Blinking, then gulping, Rocket let his eyes travel upward, meeting a pair of deep, dark eyes with luminous electric blue pupils.

[http://luigiix.deviantart.com/art/Renamon-386139632]

“Uh, Rena?" the raccoon queried. “Is there a reason you're kinda in my…?"

Rocket's question was cut off as the lithe vulpine digimon pressed one strong hand against his chest, then pushed Rocket back onto the stage. Once they reached the center, Rocket gulped, looking around, feeling so many unseen eyes on him, before shivering as Renamon's skilled fingers wrapped around his shaft, hanging free from its sheath after the excitement of his performance. Before too long, her three-fingered grip soon had him rigid, even as her other hand gently guided the raccoon down to the stage floor on his back.

“I've seen how you've been watching me, Rocket," said Renamon, her expression unreadable, her mouth hardly even visible as she straddled the pinned raccoon's cobblestone abs, her hands now resting on his chest. “You keep staring at my tail."

“Look, I didn't mean anything by it…"

“You like my tail, don't you, Rocket?"

Rising with a smooth, supple movement, Renamon turned in a low crouch, letting Rocket watch, wide-eyed, as the golden vixen faced partially away from him, her tail lashing, hips swaying, the taut curves of her rump clearly visible.

[http://darkravenstear.deviantart.com/art/Beauty-in-the-Snow-106711516]

“I like it when you watch me," Renamon said, her voice soft, husky, its tones enough to make Rocket's whole body ache with sudden, urgent need. Her body settled down on top of him, pinning his erection between his belly and her sopping wet folds. Seated there, Renamon looked almost meditative, calm, her back erect, her tail obscuring her feminine curves with just the right hint of mystery.

[http://gurudj.deviantart.com/art/Renamon-back-Color-185564126]

Then she bent forward, her hands reaching back between her legs as her tail lifted, pointing almost straight up, while she took hold of Rocket's shaft, holding it upright as she rubbed her dewy labia against the underside. Rocket could only watch, wide-eyed, as Renamon stroked herself against his cock until his entire length was glistening with her juices, before, finally, she lifted herself to the very tip, letting it nudge lightly between her trembling lower lips.

“I need this, Rocket," said Renamon softly.

Rocket couldn't hold back his cry of ecstasy as Renamon sank herself down on his member, her sweet voice mingling with his harsh, masculine tones. Baring his sharp teeth, Rocket grabbed Renamon's muscular rump and started to thrust upward, bucking his hips enthusiastically. Renamon was no less enthusiastic as she rode him hard and fast, her breasts bouncing beneath the ruff of her chest, her tail turning to the side, letting everyone watching see clearly where her body was being filled up by Rocket's.

“Rena," groaned Rocket, pulling himself up, grabbing Renamon's tail in both arms as he got to his knees, pushing her forward onto all-fours. Instantly he took charge, his hips slapping against the vixen's bottom, making the faintest of ripples through her soft-furred flesh with each impact. Renamon didn't resist. In fact, she seemed to get even more excited, crouching there like a cat stretching its back, her beautiful, fluffy tail pressed against Rocket's chest as she thrust back into each of his thrusts, both of them gasping and panting with the sounds of lovers in the throes of private passion, put on display for everyone to see.

“Rocket!" Renamon suddenly cried out, her back arching, breasts thrusting outward as she reached up with both hands to tightly grip each swinging mammary, squeezing them tight, her pink nipples sticking out proudly through her fingers.

Rocket answered Renamon's orgasmic cry with a harsh barking snarl of his own, the sound almost canine, his teeth bared, eyes narrowed to slits as he focused on the point where his cock was pistoning in and out of Renamon's sweet snatch. His juices mingled freely with her own as his orgasm hit, hard, and rather than slowing his pace, he increased it, pounding the vixen's digi-pussy with everything he had to give.

[10% chance of pregnancy – rolled 65, no fox/raccoons on the way]

Together, the two lay there, side by side on the cushioned dance floor, a much more comfortable place to lie than the hard stage where Renamon had so recently strutted her stuff. Soft sounds of passion inspired by their own actions could be heard vaguely through the many hanging curtains around the stage, but neither Rocket nor Renamon seemed to care.

It was Renamon who recovered first, touching Rocket's shoulder as she got to her feet.

“Time to go," she said softly, sweeping the room with her digital-enhanced vision, frowning as she discovered that her friends weren't anywhere in the vicinity. “We need to locate our friends before we move on: they're nowhere in the building."

“Nowhere you can see, anyway," said Rocket, getting to his feet, his jumpsuit under one arm, his other hand casually squeezing Renamon's rump…before he blinked. “Huh. Where's your…you know?"

“I needed you in more than one way, Rocket," Renamon admitted, a light blush touching her cheeks. “To deactivate my female program in a more timely fashion, I needed…stimulation. Lots of it. You were, if you'll pardon the phrase, 'a machine.'"

Blinking, Rocket scratched his dangling sac, then shrugged, grinning.

“You know what?" he said finally, stepping off the stage with Renamon. “I'll take that as a compliment. But besides that, if we wanna find our friends fast, there's one person to ask who'd know for sure. That's the freaky chick who runs this place."

While Rocket was pulling on his jumpsuit, standing next to the elevator heading up, Renamon pressed the call button. Almost immediately, the door opened, but rather than an empty elevator car, there was a slim, black-furred anubian jackal standing there. Stepping out, blocking Renamon's entry into the car, the jackal looked Renamon up and down, then Rocket, before he shrugged, adjusting the pince-nez spectacles perched on the bridge of his nose.

“I'm afraid Mistress Mirage is indisposed right now," he informed the pair, though obviously with a bit of effort: he was apparently trying desperately hard not to look at Rocket's butt while the raccoon was getting dressed. “She's sent me to accompany you, however, in the rescue of your friends."

[70% chance of success in getting Mirage to help – rolled 13 – success!]

“Rescue?" Rocket asked, blinking in surprise as he straightened up, zipping up his jumpsuit. “Rescue from what?"

“They've been taken prisoner by the owner of the Barn," replied the bookish anubian, quite a different sort of creature from the towering, burly beasts that acted as the bouncers around the Pyramid. “I'm afraid they're slated to be part of the main attraction at the opening of a new section of that casino: the 'tight slots' section."

“That can't be good," Rocket quipped, wincing as the obvious thoughts of what these “tight slots" could entail. “We'd better get there fast, or Carmelita and the others're gonna have a rough time."

At the mention of Carmelita's name, a slim, nimble figure turned his head, mask-framed eyes zeroing in on the speakers. As the anubian led the way to the door, obviously the best guide due to his long experience with the area, their shadow followed along behind, unobtrusively trailing the little group of three.

*

Kiara bared her teeth as she was led on a leash down the dank corridors of Castlevania's dungeons. Before her was the lead male of the hyenas, his smirk smug, his clothing nonexistent as he dragged the defiant young princess forward with a jerk every time she resisted. Behind her, more of the hyenamen, as naked as their leader, stalked, giggling wickedly. The nubile young lioness could feel their evil eyes all over her tight, toned rump, only barely concealed by her loincloth, and knew the only reason their hands didn't follow their eyes was because of the fear they held for their boss. Not the hyena holding the other end of Kiara's leash: their real boss, whoever it was that was pulling the strings in this hellish place.

Pulling up short as the hyena in the lead jerked open one of the iron-barred doors, Kiara glared at the spotty male, pulling against her leash with all her might: she was not going in that room! Her defiant expression, however, turned to one of wide-eyed shock as she saw what lay within that room.

“Kovu…? Ah!" She gasped in horror. “Shenzi!"

“Right – ngh! – on the first try, cubslut," laughed the powerfully-built she-yena with surprising good humor, considering she was buried to the hilt in the strong young lion's clenching buttocks. Kovu's face showed his abject humiliation as his significant pink organ dribbled copious precum onto the cold stone floor of the dungeon chamber. “Get her scrawny tail in here, boys; I've always wanted to plow some princess pussy, and here I've got two of 'em, ripe and ready for the taking."

Giving a short cry as she was suddenly shoved forward from behind, a quick sweep of the room revealed to Kiara what Shenzi meant. Even as Shenzi slowly ground her hips against Kovu's upraised rump, gritting her teeth at the exquisite tightness of the lionboy's bottom, her wrists strapped to the upper part of a nearby wooden table, was the princess Tiana. The mahogany-skinned girl's smooth skin was laid bare, her cherrywood-capped breasts heaving as she was pawed by six of the cruel hyenas, two of them extra-muscular females, the others powerfully-built males. Every time one of them stroked an especially sensitive spot, the beautiful girl would arch her back, her mouth opening to give voice to some protest or especially well-chosen insult. But every time her mouth opened, one of the many hyenas would crush her lips against his or her muzzle, muffling her cries with a wicked kiss. As Kiara watched, the stroking soon turned into licking, the greedy and very erect hyenas soon filling the room with the sounds of their tongues slurping against beautiful brown skin.

“You'll never get away with this," Kiara declared, turning to face Shenzi (and better to avoid watching the slow and very thorough ravishment of the struggling human lying so exposed and beautiful on the table). “Your bosses won't like it if…"

“My bosses," sneered Shenzi, the expression turning to a wince of sudden pleasure as Kovu gave a loud moan, his hands, bound behind his back, clenching tightly as his whole body started to tense up with the final rise toward orgasm. “My bosses couldn't care less, and they're not paying much attention after we sent 'em that copper-skinned little hottie, as much as the stuck up little brat deserved a proper cherry poppin'. Her and that barbarian, with his shaggy friend, should keep 'em busy for a good long while. You're no virgin anyway, even if they needed virgins. No, all they need are sacrifices: girls of royal blood, unattached and vulnerable, to be dominated." The muscular she-yena started grunting loudly between words as she started working her hips harder, faster, making Kovu's trim, muscular little butt bounce, as did his plump balls, with each slap of her flesh against his. “They're gonna use your wombs to bring somehin' big and bad into this world. Doesn't matter to me, though – as long as I get all the lion tail I can handle, I'll be happy." She glanced at Kiara, her grin very unpleasant. “And believe me, I can handle a lot of liontail."

Kovu's cry of orgasm as his pointed lioncock started to spurt was matched only by Tiana's musical orgasmic wail, her entire body arching, hips leaving the hard wood of the table as she started to squirt onto the thick, smooth hyenatongue inside her quim, her beautiful face scrunched up in an expression that showed so much pleasure, it was painful.

Giving a few more especially rough jerks of her hips, grunting like an animal the whole time, Shenzi yanked her throbbing faux-penis out of Kovu's backside, letting the younger male slump forward, lying in the puddle of his own cum beneath him. With a careless gesture, Shenzi turned her back on the heavily-panting lionboy, even as the many male hyenas under her command closed in around him, cocks rampant and ready to be hilted in tight lionbutt.

“He's as tight as your daddy, little Kiara," Shenzi taunted cruelly as she grabbed the liongirl's leash, jerking her forward until Kiara's modest, halter-covered breasts were squeezed against Shenzi's much, much larger, dark-capped ones. “Bet he never told you about the times we hyenas gang-raped him, huh? And you," one large hand stroked down Kiara's body, between her breasts, over her taut tummy, stopping just barely shy of the leather thong at the top of Kiara's loincloth, “I'll bet you're as tight as your mommy was when I forced Simba to watch me nail her fine little pussy…and her even finer tailhole." Her hand gripped the waist of Kiara's loincloth tightly, then made the liongirl cry out as the powerful hyenafemme snapped it off with ease. “Let's find out!"

“Nyah!" yelped Kiara as the mature, muscular hyenagirl shredded her halter top, then slapped the liongirl's back against a nearby wall, the better to greedily gnaw on Kiara's pert, upthrust breasts. “S-stop! Get off of me, you filthy…ah!"

Kiara's words were cut off with another cry as Shenzi shoved her fingers into the peach-furred female's snug, moist cunny. Continuing to suck and slurp on her captive's breasts, while pumping her hand with cruel skill and speed, just enough to get the poor doomed lioness slick and wet, but not enough to actually get her off, Shenzi grinned around a mouthful of perky pink kittennipple, so much more sensitive than those of the girls of her own kind, while watching Kiara's flushed cheeks.

For her part, Kiara couldn't stop panting. She was trying desperately not to enjoy what was being done to her, not to feel any sort of enjoyment from the expert skill of this cruel hyena alpha. But…but she couldn't help herself. It felt too good! Shaking her head, her teth tightly clenched, Kiara couldn't hold back the soft, desperate whimpering that rose up in her throat, bubbling up at the same time a heavy, tense ball of pleasure started to form in her belly. That ball burst as Kiara gave voice to a scream of orgasm, a scream soon muffled as Shenzi plundered the lion princess' sweet mouth with her far more experienced muzzle.

Not even trying to resist, Kiara was easily lifted, her back arching as Shenzi's girlcock found the liongirl's candy pink cunny, and slid easily inside – she was so wet!

“Even tighter than Nala!" crowed Shenzi in triumph, before she started to pound Kiara's kitty cunny, the younger girl's juices running in rivulets down the hyenababe's thick red shaft, puddling on the floor. Kiara's next cry of orgasm, her back arching, nipples rubbing against Shenzi's much larger ones, was mirrored by Tiana's squeal as the lithe black princess was mounted by the first of what would prove to be many, many, many hyenas.

Her lovely chocolate brown breasts lifting as she was crammed full of a male 'yena's cock – her first cock ever – Tiana's cunny visibly pulsed and convulsed as her legs were lifted, then pressed up to either side of her head, letting the hyena on top of her thrust almost straight down into her clenching quim. This position only thrust out Tiana's smooth buns, and in moments this easy target was seized by another male, who soon yelped in delight as he squeezed his ponderous shaft into her spasming rear rosebud. Completing the penetration was one of the powerful she-yenas, who grabbed Tiana's upswept hair as she cried out on penetration, and forced her thick shaft, larger than those of the males claiming the human girl's other holes, into Tiana's pretty mouth, making the girl wrap her lips around that meaty length and start to suck.

“Heh," chuckled Shenzi in Kiara's ear as she worked her hips, grinding them against the slender liongirl's widespread thighs until her adorable little victim mewed like a kitten with another shuddering orgasm. “That's the whole set: mommy, daddy, both your grandmas, grandpa, your fiancé, and now daddy's little princess, too! Just a pity I never nailed Mufasa…rrr, that male and his brothers were the only ones that still gives me shivers just thinking about how they'd rape me, how they'd make me cum…just like I'm making you cum, you sweet little lionslut."

The mental image of all her loved ones suffering the same erotic tortures as herself filled Kiara's mind, and she shook her head, desperate to deny what was surely the truth. The thought of her mother roaring in orgasm while being violated by a thick red hyenacock, Simba tied up and forced to watch nearby, dripping cum from his abused bottom just like Kovu's over rump was leaking, before another hyena plugged his hind end once again…it was too much! Roaring loudly, Kiara's vision swam, the sounds of flesh-against-flesh filling her ears, along with Shenzi's own yelp of hard orgasm as her kitty toy's cunny clamped down on her like a vise.

Whatever else Shenzi had in store for poor Kiara, the young princess couldn't resist, and wouldn't have tried even if she'd been able. As more hyenas crowded into the room, eager for their turn with her peach-furred tush as soon as Shenzi was finished, she knew she was nothing but a lionslut, a hyena chewtoy. As Shenzi lowered her to her knees, Kiara didn't resist as her pretty muzzle was guided to the older woman's proud erection. Instead, her lips parted, and she closed her amber eyes, meekly submitting to her fate.

[10% chance of pregnancy for Tiana and Kiara – rolled 19 and 76 – no pregnancies]

-

Left alone in the dark save for her prisoner, Amelia Pig shivered and did her best to huddle closer to the campfire. Her smooth pink skin was very delicate, and though she handled the cold quite well, all the same, she had tiny goosebumps all over.

Across from her, Asriel Dreemurr grit his teeth, his eyes tightly shut. He was battling his personal demons right then, demons more powerful than his own psyche. Soon, he would have to choose, and whatever he chose, he'd have to accept as his destiny.

“Why don't you leave me alone?" he silently asked the empty air, in his mind speaking to the two people in his life to have mattered the most in shaping who and what he was. “I hate you…I love you…I can't stand to be around…I need you with me all the time."

Chara and Frisk. Strange humans, equal and opposing forces in a greater drama that encompassed far more than either of them really knew. Well…perhaps Chara knew. The cruelly beautiful human child had always seemed to know a great deal more than he let on. Frisk, meanwhile, was clueless, but his heart was pure. It was that purity that had made Asriel unable to overpower the boy, unable to destroy him.

Now Asriel's eyes opened, and he saw them both standing there. One stood by the cute pig-girl, his arms outstretched. It was Frisk, offering Asriel his chance at redemption.

But what if the slender white goatboy didn't want redemption?

His eyes played to the other end of the campfire's light, where Castlevania was framed against the perpetually full moon. Standing there, at the edge of the light, his beautiful face twisted into that old cruel smile which Asriel knew so well, Chara waited. Unlike Frisk, with his open and outstretched arms, Chara just stood there, waiting. He knew that he had what Asriel wanted most of all, and no open invitations were needed; Asriel would come.

“Why can't these choices be simple?" Asriel asked the night, this time just loud enough for Amelia to hear, her head lifting, ears pricking at the sound of the goatboy's voice.

“Are you all right?" she asked, rising and walking to her bound prisoner's side. “I'm sorry that we had to tie you up. We were just worried that…"

“That I'd turn on you," said Asriel, his dark eyes meeting the cute pink pig's. “Like some wild animal."

Amelia didn't seem to have an answer to that statement, so she just knelt next to the boy, gently resting a hand on his shoulder.

“Would you like some dinner?" she asked, her smile surprisingly gentle, even sweet, for someone that Asriel had orally raped and then allowed to almost be roasted alive by goat demons. “I've still got some food on me."

Asriel smirked at the unintentional double entendre. Then his eyes rose, and he saw them both, Frisk visible over the piggy's right shoulder, Chara over the left. Still waiting on him to make his choice: love…or power?

Far away, too far to save Amelia should Asriel choose power over love, Link loped, Morrigan resting lightly on his back, sidesaddle like a true lady. She weighed almost nothing, and Link sometimes found it hard to resist lingering on her scent: it was something sweetly exotic, and strangely irresistible. If he focused on the scent too long, he knew he'd likely lose himself, so he did his best to focus on his running instead, on the campfire he could see far in the distance.

Next to Link, loping just as easily, though perhaps a little slower, was Sabrewulf. The werewolf baron knew the country well, and Link slowed his pace enough to let the other lupine take the lead, guiding them through the dangers of the terrain. Trailing slightly, a towering leonine shape scrambled along on all-fours, his powerful, muscular body easily tearing up the miles, while a dark-scaled and armored being with broad metal wings rode the winds above them, the metal of his cybernetic body shining in the moonlight.

Link had only been able to resist Morrigan's mental domination because of his focus. He was a hero before anything else, and even in the face of the succubus queen's power, he never lost sight of his true goal: save Midna; save the others; stop the villains before it was too late.

“Demitri has taken our battle to this world from that of the Makai realm," Morrigan had explained back at Castle Sabrewulf. “The winner takes dominion of the world of demons. But dear Demitri isn't playing fair, I'm afraid: he has friends. Powerful friends. On his side are a great Council of evil forces, some of them even more powerful than I or Demitri could ever hope to be. Most of them are elsewhere, removed from this planet, their attention focused on their greater schemes. But this planet is soon to be the center of all their plans, especially when you and I start to make them unravel. To do that, we will have to face and overcome the members of the Council on this world: the Dark Queen, Diablo, and Count Dracula."

Dracula! Even Link knew that name. Morrigan, however, corrected his thinking on some points: Dracula was not, in fact, the mortal once known as Vlad Tepes. Instead, he'd taken on that identity long ago, as a cover for his operations when he'd once tried to dominate England on Earth during a prior age of that world. The truth was that the creature known as Dracula was a great deal older, and a great deal more evil, than any mere Eastern European count of a bygone age. And Diablo? The last of the Three Prime Evils, a great and terrible power in his own right, bent on conquering world after world for the forces of darkness.

The Dark Queen was far to the south, working her own plans, and so was far outside Link's sphere of influence. No, better to focus instead on what he could do where he was. And what he could do was save Midna!

All the same, evil as these beings were, Morrigan had hinted that there was something even worse behind them. Something too monstrous for her to fully grasp, since she had rejected the chance to join the Council herself. Whatever the Council was planning, however, it was far greater than dominance of a mere single planet. Warworld was simply the staging ground for still greater plans to come.

Choices

A few general choices:

What version of Skeletor will be put into play?

-Hardcore

-Original flavor

Note that if the original flavor is chosen, Hordak will be the dominant badguy from his region. The original Skeletor was a softie at times (see the He-Man Christmas Special for an example), so he might come around, eventually, and would be prone to mistakes in the meantime. Hordak, on the other hand, is always rolling that villain train, and so is the hardcore version of Skeletor.

Will Diablo be male or female?

*Ship

Still playing out scenes:

Master Tigress/Krystal/Princess Luna (Red Savarin)

Gilda gangbang

Big Macintosh/Stallion

Krystal/Red/Elh

Gilda/Rainbow Dash (Bambi possible addition)

Nightmare Moon appearance

Gilda/Zeke/Stallion

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

Zeke/Jon Talbain/Amaterasu wolfsome

Zeke/Bambi (pouncing)

Spitfire/Red Savarin

Krystal/Zeke/Stallion

Jon Talbain/Bambi (on return)

*Casino City

We've got our information, and we've got some help. Now we just need to actually get to our friends before it's too late!

How do we get into the Barn?

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

-Through the kitchen (40% chance)

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

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

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

-Make your own suggestion

*Rescue Party

Does Asriel Dreemurr listen to Chara (evil) or Frisk (good)?

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

Beast and Belle

Bridget

Brooklyn

Cassandra and Sophitia

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

Jonathan Talbain

Kasumi

Kim Possible and Kiara (consensual)

Midna

Natsu and Taki

Okami Amaterasu

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

-Through the sewers (closest to the dungeons)

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

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

-A secret passage (destination unknown)