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  1. Hello all, Vaine here with a quick one-shot story for you all. I don't plan on writing more of this specific story but this is an idea that I've had in my demented brain for a long while. I hope you enjoy this. I don't use any characters from TWD comics or show but you can just assume that this is in TWD universe, just some survivors whom we've never seen. Fan fiction I suppose with entirely original characters. If anyone wants to continue this story or write another one similar to it feel free. It's very unlikely that I'll write more of it but hey if I ever feel like it I will I guess. This story contains blood and violence, you have been warned. Also if nudity bothers you, probably not the story for you. Either way I hope you all enjoy. ~Much Love, Vaine Steele -- Season 1: Episode 1 The world... ended like five months ago. Walkers roamed the Earth. Billions died... yet there were still tens of thousands of humans scattered around the globe that were struggling to survive. What? Too dramatic? Kay. My name is Alicia, and I was one of those humans. I used to be a high school girl who dreamed of becoming an archaeologist when she grew up. But all those dreams changed in less than a day... when the fire nation- I mean the undead attacked. Hey now I thought it was at least slightly amusing. Anyway enough jokes lets get to it hmm. My best friends and I have somehow been surviving together since the beginning of this whole apocalypse thing. Kyle, who's a boy a year older than me and Samantha, a girl the same year as me whom we just call Sammy. Anyway we're nineteen, Kyle is twenty, blah blah blah. We made a base outside of a city in Kentucky, basically just took over a high class private school because it had a solid fence around the entire property and we've been living here since a few weeks after this whole thing started. We just survived the brutal winter on probably a few hundred cans of food but now our supplies were growing thin. It has been spring for a week or two, rainy but alot warmer than it was. I couldn't tell you the exact month since well, the internet died a long time ago and none of us cared enough to count the days. Nevertheless we were forced to scavenge for more food, so we drove up to our local Wal-Mart in the morning and planned on looting a shit ton of food. Sadly though, this turned to that and by some unfortunate set of circumstances we ended up being trapped in a second floor office with a single door between us and hundreds of walkers. We've been fighting them for the last hour but there is seemingly no end to them. Kyle ended up having to carve a moderately sized hole into the floor just so we had a place to dump the bodies. Stabby head of walker trapped by the door's barricades, toss body down the hole, rinse repeat. Thanks to some good luck, the only good luck really, the door broke apart in such a way that it would only allow two walkers maximum to crawl in through the bottom of it at any one time. If they all got in at once we'd have died awhile ago. But now you are all caught up to the present. We're so fucked. *** "Alicia! Get the one on the right!" Kyle shouts out to me. "R-Right!" I stammer my words as I smash a hammer against its skull, splattering blood and brains against an already filthy wall of viscera. Kyle is the only one shuffling the bodies into the nearby hole a couple of feet from the door right now and he's been doing so for awhile, like thirty minutes. I can tell he's exhausted. "We'll leave the next few corpses to block the pathway for now..." Kyle breathes deeply. "We have no choice we need a rest. At least I do." And rest we do, once we've killed like four or five more. Enough to be safely barricaded from fresh walkers but as I said before, we're trapped. If we wanna get out of here we'll have to keep killing them and dragging them out of the way until they stop coming. We don't know how long that will take. Sammy and I rotate out sometimes, since only two people can crouch near the door at once done so right now she's just huddled in the corner, trying to stay warm I guess. We all drink some water and have a can of food. After about a twenty minute break, we get back to the amatuer brain surgery. Like forty minutes later is when I first notice it. I have to pee. Not badly mind you but the numbing annoyance of my bladder is noticeable. I don't have time to worry about it though, since we're all just fighting the undead nearly constantly. We need to kill them all, again, anyway so either way I'm not gonna be able to urinate until we escape from here. My mind refocuses on the undead army in front of me and I try my best to ignore my bodily functions. My clothes and red hair are stained with countless blood drops by the way, fucking gross. Gonna need to clean up at home after this for sure. The fact that I wore shorts today doesn't help either since I can feel the sickly blood on my legs. "Kyle? How many more of these things do you think we'll have to deal with before we escape?" I ask as I smash my hammer into a forehead that's blocking our way, causing its gray matter to spray over a nearby walker that was trying to crawl through the barricade. "How the fuck should I know? Probably a few hundred more or so but I'm not sure." Kyle stabs the crawling walker through the eye socket as he replies. I'm getting rather impatient... bad habit I guess. Another hour goes by and yeah my bladder is feeling quite antsy. I'm still focused on killing the walkers but it's super distracting right now. Normally I'd have peed awhile ago unless we were on a car trip or something but yeah... no bathrooms here. My pussy lips around my panties quake ever so slightly as I think about feeling relief. Gah fuck. I can't think about the washroom right now... or I'm gonna go crazy. My anus clutches as I tell my brain to hold onto the piss and my bladder obeys me... for now. God this could be really bad if we're not out of here soon. Why are there still so many walkers?! After about another ten minute break, Sam replaces me for like the fifth or sixth time and she and Kyle kill the monsters for awhile. I'm left to just sit in a corner... with my thoughts and my aching bladder. God this fucking sucks. My brain starts thinking of things that I wouldn't normally think about. Like what my dad would say if I died in an apocalyptic pandemic outbreak... He'd probably laugh his ass off... then cry. My father was an asshole after all but he was still human. After like twenty more minutes of doing nothing I feel awful... my privates are beginning to ache badly now. I tell Kyle I'll start pulling the bodies into the hole and that he can take a break. I need ahh... fucking distraction from my bladder. I pull about a two dozen corpses into the hole before something terrible happens. I'm distracted for like two seconds from a vaginal cramp and a walker grabs onto my shirt. "Alicia!!" Sam shouts in a panic as she tries to hit the grasping hand in front of me. I don't even have time to scream as the walker pulls on my shirt... and rips it clean off of me as Kyle jabs his knife through its head. It only takes me a few seconds to realize that I'm now sitting here, terrified... and my best friends can see my pink bra, freshly exposed to the air in the room. I cover up my chest reflexively and curse. "if you're too tired say so Alicia!" Kyle yells as he thrusts his weapon into another walker's eye socket. "If any of you two die I'd never forgive myself!" "I-I'm fine." I lie through my teeth and don't mention my throbbing privates right now that are struggling to hold back the golden army at my bladder's gates. That fucking monster took my shirt off! What the fuck?! I mean yeah my friends and I have spent most of the winter having sex but god damn we're out in public right now! Each and every walker can see my covered breasts now those fucking perverts. I feel ashamed. And embarrassed. And so incredibly aroused at the same time. The horror of being caught completely naked in public washes over me like a wave of heat. What the fuck is wrong with me? God I really really have to piss now... it hurts... but I gotta hold on. Last thing I need is to have an accident right now... that'd just cause my embarrassment to skyrocket. I have to focus on keeping my pee inside. This is no time to let myself off easy. Kyle continues fighting for a little while longer until Sam shouts out to him that they're almost done, she doesn't see very many of them left. I have to resist holding my crotch... I can't let them know I have to urinate this badly... they should be focused on getting us all out of here. After about ten more minutes of agony, the sounds of walker grunts and moans finally dies down and nearly vanishes like five minutes later. We- we can get out of here now? It takes a minute or two for Kyle to clear out a path for us to go. I moan lightly as I do a potty dance and immediately have to stop when Sammy looks at me. Shit. Did she hear me? Kyle crawls under the door first and gives us the all clear after yet another minute or two. Sam goes through next and now it's my turn. Dammit! I dunno how I'm gonna hold onto my piss for much longer as my bladder is seeming to bulge slightly when I look down below my belly button. It really fucking hurts now, like burning molten lead that won't go away. I approach the door and crawl along the ground. The carpet is stained with dried blood and guts it is fucking horrible but I poke my head through the other side easily enough. I continue to worm my way through the narrow gap inch by inch. My upper body is out of there now. Almost... there. *Snug* Are you serious? I'm fucking stuck?! My fat ass is preventing me from coming out all of the way? What the actual hell is happening today?! "Kyle?" I bite my lip as I try not to show how much I have to piss out a river right now. "M- My... butt is stuck. C-Can you pull me out please?" He laughs lightly but grabs onto my hands and pulls... as we all hear a huge rip that may as well be as loud as a fart. I turn my head around and notice that my short shorts got caught in the doorway and were just... torn right off of me. What the fuck! Sam and Kyle both laugh as they realize I'm now in my underwear. "Thanks Alicia I really needed this after we nearly died." Sammy says between laughs as I stand up, flush with embarrassment. I hold my crotch tightly as I feel abit of pee squirt out of my pussy. Oh fuck fuck fuck no not now! Hold your waters! "What's wrong?" Kyle asks concernedly. "I- I really have to use the bathroom... badly." I confess as my cheeks get redder than I ever thought possible. Kyle turns his head away and blushes too. "Oh." Sammy turns to me, with her head at an angle like she's very confused. "Why not just go? We're all friends here aren't we? Who cares if you piss in your panties?" At hearing those words... I feel... so horny. And yet so humiliated. "What the fuck do you mean?!" I bellow. "I mean... no one else is going to see you." Sammy says with a kind of innocent lust in her eyes. "And seeing you thoroughly embarrassed and clutching your privates like that... is very cute." I feel the pee in my bladder beginning to bubble, it'll come soon now! "Well?" Sam presses as she holds onto my arm. Kyle continues to blush but he's staring too. Oh god... they're both looking... waiting for me to piss. Ahh fuck I've held for so long what is the point anymore? "N-No..." I tell them with a whimper. I feel a trickle escape between my legs and dribble around my anus. "It- It's coming! Ahh fuck shit!" I tremble as I move my hands away. I know now I'm about to let it out, the urine is flowing through my vagina like lava. My panties are soaked and feels so divine against my wet labia lips, my thighs are shaking from the intense pressure I'm feeling. I hear Sam's gasp as my stream begins to flow more freely into my undies, creating a warmth around my crotch that I've never felt before. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever experienced... it makes me want to cry as I feel my piss pour into my panties and splatter onto the worn-out carpet below. My pussy feels on fire and my anus clamps shut as my peeing cunt continues its ride on cloud nine. I can't believe I'm doing this right now... but it feels too good not to keep going. My bladder finally gives in completely and doesn't hold back anymore. I moan loudly as I force the piss out of me as fast as possible. It feels amazing... and my two best friends are watching every moment of it. Kyle and Sammy stare at me with awe as I continue to leak into my underwear and I begin to think how incredibly stupid I am to be urinating myself right here. How embarrassing this all is! Yet... it feels too good. I don't know why I feel so turned on from having an accident. I practically cum while thinking about it although I hold myself back. I just stand there, letting my golden lady juice run down my legs into the soaked carpet. It feels so naughty... but also really fucking incredible at the same time. My heart pounds in my chest as the warm liquid doesn't stop gushing out of my panties and I can't do anything but take it. It feels so wrong yet so wonderful. After another minute or two, my peeing subsides and the warmth around my privates slowly fades. I'm left standing there... my face redder than I ever thought possible. Sam and Kyle both have huge smiles on their faces. At least I'm trying to look normal and regain my composure as reality sets in. I nearly cry as I hold my hands to my face. "Don't feel bad." Sam coos. "You're very sexy you know." "Oh..." I mutter out, feeling very self conscious. I turn away to avoid her gaze as my mind tries to come up with a way to escape from this awkward situation. "This should make both of us feel better." Sam turns around quickly and drops her pants and panties in one smooth motion. She's.. mooning me? What?! She's very sexy of course but what's up with her? In the next moment, I have my answer. She sticks her tongue out at me and begins to piss profusely. A stream of golden liquid splatters down onto her jeans and then reaches the carpet within the next second. Her urinating pussy looks so beautiful and inviting... and so incredibly lewd. Sam laughs and continues to let it pour out of her. "Feels so good~~ Ahh fuck..." "Geez did both of you girls really have to go that badly?" Kyle says as he stands beside me to get a better viewing angle of Sam's perfectly cute ass. "Of course!" Sammy blurts as she continues to pee while exposing her rear. "We were in that office for nearly four hours probably, I'm hungry again so it's likely way past lunch time." I wanna admire her ass and leaking kitty more but I see two walkers shambling towards us. There far enough away for us to react though. "I got this." I tell Kyle as I ready my hammer. I trip the one walker on the right with a well timed kick to the shin and slam my hammer into the side of the other one's skull as it seemingly explodes in a cloud of viscera. The other one doesn't have time to stand up as I turn around and yell. "Stop looking at my butt!" I bring my hammer down onto it's cranium twice as it shudders for the last time. I wipe off my hammer with a nearby rag and notice that Sammy is finished peeing. Damn I missed the end of the show. Regardless, after our sexual experience we really wanna fuck but we can't yet. We have to gather food first afterall. We put dozens upon dozens of supplies in our truck before Kyle drives us home. When we get to our base we all make a run for our makeshift bathing room and clean ourselves off... before fucking all of our brains out. Not literally but you know. This was the day when the three of us all found out that we loved to pee near or on each other. It would become our favorite kink in this otherwise hellish wasteland. We would survive. Shit, at this point I'm pretty sure Kyle is gonna impregnate us both soon anyway and we'll have kids to feed as well. I've been learning how to farm, Kyle is knowledgeable with makeshift construction and Sam takes care of our weapons, she's even crafted some. Eventually we'll need more people... who are trustworthy if we're to build something resembling a civilized settlement. But for now... we're just going to enjoy being young and horny.
  2. Chapter 3: Jason? Jason! Jason?! Jason... I'm staring at a young fox with blood stained clothes before me. Well he's probably older than me, I'd say senior college age like twenty-one or twenty-two or something, but still young. He's not like some old fart. Anyway, at first when he saw me he was leering at me like he wanted me dead... or maybe he wanted to put his dick inside me, I couldn't say for certain either way. But after a few seconds when we both realized we were Reapers, his demeanor calmed down quite abit. We kinda just stared at each other in shock for a tinch, since neither of us expected to see another one of our kind in this god-forsaken city. He lets out a gruff chuckle before speaking in a rather outlawish voice. "Aren't you a little short to be a Reaper?" I reply with a 'what the hell?!' look on my face. "How many Reapers have you met before mate?! What the bloody hell am I supposed to look like?" Granted yes he's tall, like over 6 feet. I dunno exactly. What you want his dick measurements too? Well I can't see it so... hush. "I apologize m'lady." He replies again in his gruff voice. "Making jokes is how I used to greet people, before... well, you know." "It's whatever, don't fuss over it." I sigh as I scratch my head, my social awkwardness is surprisingly back in full force. "I didn't realize there would be another Reaper here." He continues with a nervous laugh. "I thought I was the only one still alive in the city. Haven't even seen a wild or feral animal myself, besides like birds and shit. Even those seem to be rare these days." "I mean I ran into survivors on my first few days of... this." I half-heartedly progress the conversation. "But yeah I've not seen any since. I assume the Sentinels got everyone or... some may have escaped the city, who the fuck knows at this point." We continue to stand around awkwardly for awhile and then I remember the fact that half my Anthro Smoothie, TM, is missing. "Did you uhh, did you eat my Anthro Smoothie?" I ask rather awkwardly. He's kind of stunned into silence "What- eat your what now?" "The bulging slimy pulsing alien ball of corpse goop that the Sentinels made, presumably. The dark green one on the other side of this skyscraper... I was slowly chipping away at it." I describe it rather explicitly. "Oh, oh that. Nice name." He chuckles again, only this time sarcastically. "Yeah I ingested that this morning." "But... there was like well over 6000 units of soul energy left inside. How're you alive right now?" I question with a very confused look on my face. "Alive? What do you mean? I just consumed it, nothing to it." He looks just as perplexed as me. "If I had done that- that so quickly I'd be dead, my body can't handle such a massive uhh... influx of power at once." I stumble some words as I try to explain my bewilderment. All of a sudden his demeanor changes in an instant and he laughs hysterically for several seconds, it's really creepy and I get a really bad feeling in my gut. "Really?! You can't handle such a small amount of power? It'd kill you? You're hilarious. I collected nearly 50000 soul essence units within 15 minutes once, when I found two big sources side by side. I'd say I'm close to a million now in total. Are you really that far behind in terms of your power? Shameful... how are you a Reaper if you can't even reap souls?" I look at him with extreme disdain and fury. 'Our strong desire to kill him is noted but killing other Reapers is forbidden by our Creators. Plus, if what he says is true, we'd stand no chance in all likelihood and just die in a one on one fight.' I know that. I know. But god fucking dammit I hate it when people look down on me. I thought I was done with that shit. Obviously that's not the case. Even as a Reaper... am I just mediocre? If I am then how will this life be any different from the one I lived? It won't be. Fuck. "Just stay the hell outta my way." He glares at me as he turns to walk away. " Maybe you'll get strong enough to clean up my shit filled toilets sometime if your lucky, although I highly doubt it." I squeeze my hands so hard that they bleed as my sharp nails cut into my palms, but I grit my teeth and keep them there. "Fuck you. I'm gonna prove you wrong and have you grovel under my boot one day!" I shout as beastly as I can, although I don't know if that's how it comes across. He continues to laugh as he casually leaves, calling me a cunt and a bitch and whatever else, I don't know, I stopped listening. I turn away, back to the cheaply stacked condos in a furious rage as I finally unclench my compacted hands and let them heal. After about an hour of tearing through apartments out of spite, I finally calm down. I have a meal then go out for a walk. "Damn..." I mutter angrily as I stand in front of a convenience store. "I don't even know where to begin." As much as I would rather not admit it, that green haired red-eyed cumbutter muncher is right about me being weak. I'm so pitiful that even my smart AI Core didn't know how fucking fragile I was until my body shut down. Dominate. Power. Control. Do I really have it within me to achieve my goals? What even are my goals? What do I want to accomplish? I enjoy killing and pissing but those are more like hobbies, they're not a stage in life that I want to reach. I just need to survive and get stronger and that's it. But will that be enough? I told that fucker that I'd get stronger than him... but dammit I do not know how. I've barely gained any power at all and yet look at how weak I got when I ingested just over 1300 units of SP too quickly. The fuck is this? Why the fuck is the universe punishing me so much? Why can't my body be stronger? Damn. I just figured it out. That precum prick must have done something similar right? I mean it only makes sense from my perspective. That or I found a "loophole" that only a weak-ass bitch like me could benefit from. 'We want an ability that'd lessen and eventually nullify the negative effects of quick SP consumption right?' "Yes. That should have been a priority for me once I figured out I couldn't gain power quickly. But I didn't know how slow I was at the time, I had no one else to compare myself to, as it were." 'Very well. To get started on that we need about 5000 souls, probably abit less. We need 4856 more units of energy at this moment in time.' "Then lets get to fucking work." I say aloud as I feel a sharp jolt of pain from my privates. Uh oh. I drop my backpack and bat and try to make my way to a nearby alley so I can urinate in peace but dammit I was so angry and distracted that I didn't notice my bladder screaming at me. I turn around and head back to the nearest door into the abandoned shop. Dammit dammit... it hurts so much... but also hardens my nipples by like 150%. I'm such a freak but I don't give a shit, I give a piss instead. Bad jokes? Get used to it. Anyways... I hobble along inside the store with my right hand gripping one wall and my left hand suffocating my pussy through my blue jeans, hoping to find a restroom intact or something. I move so slowly because of my strained mini-me and it takes me like two minutes to shift my way inside the concrete bazaar. I look around me but it's so damn hard to see deep into the store, it's pitch black. I cry out in a half moan and half painful howl. My kitty is so damn sore and it feels like an explosion is about to go off inside my panties. I'm really horny now god damn, my anus is clenching and clenching hard from the arousal. I'm losing focus on my bathroom quest, all of my mental energy is directed to my damp buzzing slit right now. I must be a knight of the kingdom and continue to protect my pants from the evil wetness that threatens it. I try to unbuckle and unbutton my jeans without pissing myself but the task is difficult. Everytime I push lightly on my lower abdomen, the whole house of piss just threatens to fall down and I yelp and giggle as I feel the torment inside of my nethers flare up. Finally I'm able to undo them let them clatter down to the tiled floor after about a minute of 4D chess with my bladder as my opponent. I squirm against the wall for awhile, enjoying the agonizing sensation as my vagina continues to cry out in pissful agony. Yes I know that's not a word. I feel a very strange sense of embarrassment, despite nobody at all being here besides me. If I ignore the fact of me being on my own for almost two weeks now I still have a slight feeling that what I'm doing would be considered morally wrong, even though I said fuck you to morality awhile ago. I look down at my crotch and legs and get a wicked grin on my face. I'm just playing around and I know it but it feels so good to roleplay something that's not a tabletop RPG. I begin to tease my clit through my pink panties and holy shit it feels more intense than usual. The two-headed ogre inside me wants to escape my urethral world of warcraft dungeon but I refuse to let it pass through the gates. I continue to stroke myself and bite my lower lip hard. I don't know how much longer I can hold it, I clench my vaginal muscles hard but I'm very quickly losing the willpower and strength to do so. I feel so wet and horny that I'm going mad with lust. A few drops of urine escape my slit and I panic with erotic glee. I rub my clitty harder and I moan as it twitches, like it's begging for me to let go of the tsunami that I'm trapping inside myself. My fingers... feel so divine... ahh, shit, it's throbbing so much down there that I can barely stand up. I laugh as I take off my puffy red shirt and white sports bra. My black nipples are so sensitive and I grip my left one furiously as my right hand continues to go to town on my cunt through the thin fabric. I can feel myself getting ever closer to my peak orgasmic bliss. My underwear feels tighter than usual, must be because my girlcum has made it very wet in a very specific place. I can actually feel it building inside me, like my whole body is vibrating with lewd anticipation. Well damn it's about to get wetter in more places really fucking quickly because I can no longer hold onto my golden lady juice. The beast has been unleashed. "Ohhh fuck..." I whisper as the scent of my sex and fluids fill my nostrils. I scream out with delight as my mind goes blank, my body completely consumed by pleasure and relief as I blast out girlcum and pee at the same time. My hands feel so dirty, they're covered in piss and vaginal fluid, It feels so good and I love it so fucking much. My body shakes violently as hot streams of Goldie Hawn gush out of my privates and continue to mix with my girlcum. My panties are soaking wet as my splayed stream of urine splashes all over my legs, I can hear my warm golden shower splattering hard onto the tiles below me and I let out a deep and blissful filled sigh. "My cunt feels soooo soo soo good... fuck fuck fuck..." I grin as my feet's fur continues to absorb the warm puddle pooling below me. I continue to stand there and piss everywhere, my panty fabric completely drenched by my recent bathroom break. The feeling of warm wet cloth clinging tightly to my camel-toed pussy lips feels outstanding. I keep my arms straight out to either side of my torso while I'm still standing upright, enjoying the site of my partially blocked pee stream as it starts to slow down. The pressure inside me subsides and I smile warmly at myself. This was a nice sexual distraction from an otherwise shitty start to the day. My flow is reduced to a trickle after about another minute and then stops soon afterward. I love my scent, it makes me feel sexy and powerful. I put my pants back on, leaving my piss soaked panties underneath them and still enjoying the casual feeling of warm liquid surrounding my privates and lower asscheeks. I wear my bra again but I leave the crappy shirt behind, I never liked it anyway. I make my way out of the store, grab my bag and bat and continue to explore the city. My pants dampen ever so slightly around my butthole and crotch as they take some of the liquid weight off of my pink underwear onto themselves. I roam the city until sunset, not caring about where I'm going. I only have one goal. To find those Anthro Smoothies, TM, sacks before that leaf-headed bastard does. I don't find one however and I spend the night sleeping in some nationwide Hotel chain, Narriot or some shit I dunno, don't care. In the morning I eat in my facehole and piss directly into my panties again, I don't even care right now. I smell awful and I haven't showered in a few days, I don't plan to for awhile. I'm dedicating myself to this shit and dying on this urine hill. What? Anyway, I continue to go off in a random direction again and come across a huge courthouse. Like damn it seems pretty useless... but those front pillars look pretty epic. I noticed long dried trails of blood that lead into its main doors so maybe the Sentinels put one of their gooey extraterrestrial ballsacks in here? Indeed they did. So I hung around there for awhile. I didn't eat or drink anything else besides the corpse slushies, I never felt thirsty or hungry. I'd save on preserved food for now I guess. It took me about three days to eat this one, I think. I got abit sick because I ate it quicker than I should have probably but despite that I pushed through. I needed 3282 more SP at this point so once I finished it I moved on. My dirty jeans were getting rather uncomfortable, so I just left them at the courthouse in some random trash bin. After about four days of navigating Dallas in my filthy underwear that left very little to the imagination, I found a second sac by part of Trinity River that runs through one of the industrial zones of the city. Inside a dock warehouse was a huge pulsing sac of brownish-red goop. Oh goodie. At least it was the biggest one I've seen so far, my AI core said it probably contained close to 25000 units of soul energy, like fucking hell. By this point I was pretty sure it was the month of May now but I couldn't tell you the day. I tried to count the days by marking a wall with a counter, you know those lines that allow you to count by five at a time easily? Yeah those. I made like four of them before I was almost done with this supply of power. So I guess I was here for just over twenty days before I was done. By that point, I kid you not, my panties had been torn apart at the crotch from pissing so much and so furiously, My sore pussy has been in the open air for awhile now but I kept my shredded asscheek holders on for some reason. I managed to get Soul Energy Resistance to level 3. Yeah that's what the skill was called. I dunno how limited it is yet though, since I just got it unlocked today, after finishing this monstrous jelly tumor. The fact that the nameless asshole with lime green head fur ate two of these in under an hour one day? Fucking nutty. Well whatever, before I move on I cast my sports bra and torn panties into the river and watch them float away. To be honest the river seems alot cleaner than it was when you know, this city was alive. I decide to jump in and clean myself off. It's really deep but I just take a few hours and enjoy a nice skinny-dip public bath thing. I really should clean myself more often I guess but I've been grinding this real life experience hardcore like a gamer girl. I suppose it couldn't hurt to just take care of my basic hygiene in the future. Anyway, I swim around in the dark waters for quite a bit, enjoying the freedom of being naked with no one else around. Eventually, I get tired of the whole wet liquid business and decide to get out and dry myself off while I look for more clothing. There's a ruined store not far from me. I manage to find a really nice rather high class clothing store for women. High class for me at least it was probably average for most other females but still. I find a cute purple bra with matching purple boyshort-styled panties and put them on. I love how they make my lower asscheeks look. I also find a nice and simple red dress that's easy to take on and off and will make going to the bathroom a breeze, once I move my crotch fabric to the side of course. I enjoy urinating in the store after I'm dressed and I feel quite horny, it's been awhile since I rubbed one out of me but I decide to go somewhere else for that. Would be nice to have a bed or something else soft to lay on. I leave the store behind and continue to explore the ruins of Dallas. *** I come across a large bridge that stretches over a part of Trinity River and decide to cross it and enter the other "half" of the city. A day or two later of just roaming around and... I meet the grass colored hippy ass motherfucker at a public pool by a motel. He just seems to be chilling in the water. Maybe it's his day off? Regardless I would try to leave without him noticing me but uhh yeah that doesn't happen. He beckons me over and I entertain him, not even sure why I do to be honest. "Been a while." He says rather casually as he lays and crosses his arms on the pool's edge and looks at me once again. I'm positive he's checking me out for sure this time. "For a weakling you are pretty damn hot." "Still the massive rotten dick that you were before hmm?" I wave him off, what a surprise. "What? You somehow think if I speak to you nicely in a fake and condescending manner that would be better?" He huffs, "Fuck that, the old world is dead." "You don't have to be fake." I say as I approach the fence surrounding the pool. "But you don't have to be a diseased prick either." "Yeah well it's not in my nature to respect those who don't deserve it." He retorts. "I thought you were one of those." I feel fury building up within me again but I suppress it, mostly. "You judged me based on something that's completely outta my control. You know nothing else about me or my fucking life before this... so you can just eat shit for all I care." I smile as I enjoy hurling insults at him. He laughs, "Oh you've got some real nice attitude for a pathetic little twit." He says sarcastically. "I bet you like calling people names huh? That must feel really good. I get it. But save it for the lowlife Anthros that are below us and dead. We're fucking Reapers, we survived this shit against all odds. That alone should be enough to earn one another's respect." I look him in the eye as I speak to him, I'm actually starting to feel really pissed off now. He grins, "You're right. I've had a while to think since we first met. I shouldn't have disrespected you by default. But just because you have tits and a pussy doesn't make you special you know." "I could say the same thing about you and your dick." I retort, slightly less bitterly. He laughs, "Oh, is that right?" We sit there and chat for a bit, we both seem to have calmed down now we're much more relaxed around each other. At some point during our conversation I ask him what his name was, since we never really told each other before. "I'm Jason. I hope the Creators give me a better name honestly, when we meet them." He tells me. I stare at him, rather perplexed. This motherfucker acts all cool and superior and yet seems to dislike his own name? Shit bro. Self confidence issues? Daddy issues? Who knows. "I'm Vaine." I reply in kind. "It feels weird to have a conversation again... since you know, everything." Jason smiles, "I know how you feel. It's kinda surreal." I guess that's a good word for it. We talking for about another hour and afterwards my pussy is telling me that she needs to be emptied. I tell him I need to excuse myself for a couple minutes and head into a random motel room, looking for a rather clean area to piss in. Once inside, I open the door and look around. I see a dead potted plant in a corner, perfect. I lift up my red dress and pull my purple panties to the side and aim my pussy at the dry pot dirt. My urethra opens up it's pipes and I sigh blissfully as I urinate on the dead flora. I don't have the greatest aim but the stream hits the edge of the soil with no problems. It feels really nice. I resist touching myself though, again. Don't really wanna masturbate with that douchebag Jason being so close. And even I have some standards that're higher than that you know? Despite this my s;oy is really wet and I sigh deeply as I clean myself off with some discarded bedsheets. It's been a while since I've had a bath too, my fur feels dirty and my skin covered in gross dandruff. I'll need to clean up again soon. As I walk out of the motel room I notice he's still sitting at the pool, waiting for me I guess. "Hey asshole." I call him out. He smiles, "Oh hey Vaine. You done?" He says, his voice rather cheerful. "I'm out here aren't I? Of course I'm done. You really don't know how to speak to ladies do you?" I laugh, trying to get something out of him. "You don't have to be so harsh about it... and what lady are we talking about exactly?" He comes back swinging. I simply smile and sit back down on a pool recliner. "Fuck off." I say rather warmly. He goes inside one of the nearby rooms. A few minutes later he has an axe in one hand, and some chopped wood in the other. well, chopped up bed parts or something. He arranges them in a sort of circular pattern, puts in some paper for kindling in the middle of them and lights it up. Within seconds a small fire is burning brightly. "Uhh, impressive I guess but what is that for?" I question, not understanding what he's doing. "Oh nothing really." He replies casually. "Just wanted to cook up a meal." I'm kinda a dummy I guess. Of course that's what a fire is used for. Damn I haven't had a hot meal since the electricity went out like a week into this whole end-of-the-world thing. Well, it'll be nice to munch on something warm for a change. Get your mind out of the gutter. I could eat that canned mac n cheese that I've been kinda just saving for a rainy day. I get up from the recliner and sit beside him. The concrete is uncomfortable to say the least but whatever. We watch the fire burn while we talk. It feels really strange... eating a meal... with someone again. I'm reminded of my parents for the first time since I went home. Shit. Well, they probably had quick deaths anyways, like most people who were killed by Sentinels. They loved this city though I'm sure, not leaving it is what got them killed I guess... and what led me to being reborn... Eventually Jason asks me something as my mind snaps back to reality, "So Vaine... why did you join me today? Surely you've hated my guts since the day we met." "I dunno, I guess I just had a strong urge to throw shit in your face, metaphorically of course." I respond with a bit of a ramble. He laughs, "Ah so you wanted me to know how pissed off you were huh?" "Well... yeah. You were a fucking douchebag with a superiority complex when we first met." I state honestly. He chuckles, "That's just a bad habit of mine... I've always had a desire to be a leader, to order others around to do my bidding. Kinda wanted to be a king as a kid I guess. But being born in 1987 and in our current year of 2008, that wasn't going to happen." "As Reapers, that's what we'll be. At least I think so." I reply with a smirk. "The vast majority of sentient life that lives will be beneath our feet, fearing us for their entire pathetic mortal lives. We'll be gods, far more powerful than any king or queen ever was." "You don't seem too excited about it." He says to me. I shake my head, "It's what we live for right? Our purpose is to serve the Creators and bring about universal peace, eventually. Or something. Yeah I admit I don't really care. Since becoming a Reaper it's just been fun to kill anthros." He shrugs, "Yeah well... killing weak dumbasses is fun, for sure." He chuckles. We keep talking, occasionally sharing idle banter here and there. It's starting to feel normal to have someone to talk to again. Jason seems rather smart though he acts pretty immature sometimes. Ok a lot of the time. And I still have a bit of trouble dealing with his attitude... but he's alright for an asshole like him. Eventually we finish eating and I help put out the fire. Then we sit and stare at each other, lost in thought as night slowly descends on the city. The stars are starting to shine brightly in the sky above us. I half expect him to kiss me like some cheesy scene from a romcom or something. After a few minutes Jason breaks the silence, "Well uhh, it's been a fun day. I'm gonna hit the sack. Your free to take one of the other empty rooms for the night, if you want to." He says. I nod and stand up, stretching and yawning. "Yeah. I'll grab a room and get some sleep. Night." I head inside a nearby motel room and take of my red dress and purple bra and lay on the bed in naught but my panties. My body feels really sweaty now... even though the temperature in here is fine. But I guess I can't control my pussy when I get horny. It's like a buzzing aroused beehive. I sigh, but this time in frustration. Why am I so flustered about a dumbass boy who hated me yesterday? I'm a Reaper goddammit not a highschool girl. Oh wait I'm both right now. Dammit what the fuck are these emotions flowing through me? Well I guess it doesn't matter, what's done is done and now I have something else to deal with. I squirm as my legs press themselves together almost on their own. I try to force myself to relax but I can't seem to calm myself down. Every time I try to close my eyes I just think about Jason's cock sliding in and out of me... my cunt clenches in response. I moan quietly as my body starts to tremble on its own. Eventually I stop struggling with myself and I just give in to my desires. I pull my panties aside and rub my clitoris gently before inserting a finger into my pussy. As I fingerfuck myself I softly grab my breast and squeeze it. Damn I'm so hot and bothered right now. Why? Why is Jason turning me on so much? Shit why did he make my slit so wet and my heart beat so fast? I start rubbing faster now and insert another finger into my cunt. My body is shaking and it's getting harder to maintain focus on pleasuring myself with how turned on I am. I moan loudly, unable to resist the temptation of masturbating as hard as I can. The whole room is full of my horny scent by this point. My privates are throbbing and it's making me crazy. My fingers feel slick with my juices, I'm dripping everywhere. As I keep rubbing myself faster and harder the intensity grows and my breathing speeds up. I feel myself building towards a powerful orgasm, every moving digit on my clitoris sends shocks of pleasure through my entire body and my pussy lips clench around my fingers. I feel a wave of pleasure washing over my whole body as I climax and lift my hips into the air. I sigh blissfully as I release a spurt of girlcum and fall back down on the bed, panting all the while. My muscles are all tensed up and my head is spinning. When I look down at my hands they're covered with my own fluids. It's sticky and smells so good. I clean off my fingers my tongue, then lay my hand beside me. I can't help but smile. Jason... that dumbfuck... had made me cum. Well not directly but you know. God I really am a freak. This is a first for me though, I've never felt this aroused by another anthro before. Especially not like this. I should be disgusted by his presence or something, but all I feel right now is lust. A desire to make him mine in the worst way possible. I have so many feelings going on inside my head right now. It's overwhelming and I don't even know what to do about them. Eventually the waves of pleasure begin to fade away and I start breathing more normally again. "God dammit." I mutter under my breath, sitting up and wiping the sweat off my forehead with some paper towel nearby. That little bitch Jason probably has his dick in his hands thinking about me right now. He's probably imagining me giving him a titty fuck or a blow job. Or maybe he's thinking about fucking me with his tongue. Oh god that would feel so nice right now. Or better yet, he could shove his cock deep up my ass while I pissed all over him. That would feel incredible! Ugh, my mind is racing too fast for me to think straight. I cover myself up and try to get some sleep. When I wake up it's morning already, the sun is shining brightly through the window and I'm feeling refreshed and rested. I take a peek outside and don't see anyone, so I leave my panties in my room and take a quick nude dip in the pool to clean myself off. After a couple minutes I run back into my room and dry myself off. I wear my purple bra and panties again, and put on my red dress. I really should pack more clothing in my backpack sometime but I don't care enough to. I'll just find a clothing store today and get some new ones. I go into the bathroom, but I have to use the sink since well, no running water anymore. I mean yeah I could pee in the toilet as usual but pissing in the sink causes gravity to carry away most of it, whereas it sticks around in a toilet if you don't flush it. Ok ok it doesn't matter to me either way alright? Peeing in a sink is just more fun and exciting, that's all. I finish urinating and head outside. I've still got a bit of an sexual appetite after the massive orgasm last night. And the thought of Jason jerking himself off in bed last night makes me hornier than ever. But I've got to keep myself under control. I take a few deep breaths to try and calm down. I knock on his room door but as I do so the unhatched door creaks open. No one is inside. Jason is gone. Great. Of course he is. Well I guess I'll just eat a cold can of beans by myself for breakfast. So lame. I only have a few cans of food left so I'll have to look for some today as well. Food and clothing, that's the agenda for today. The first place I check is a store near the motel where they used to sell various clothing, electronics and household items. I grab three packs of low budget panties and bras since they're compact in their packaging. I pick out a couple large simple shirts as well, one with diamond pattern logo and the other with a donut and a fat mascot on the front of it. I don't really wanna bother with storing pants in my backpack. I strip off my nice red dress, unhook my bra and pull my boyshorts off. I find a really nice pair of creamy yellow panties and a matching bra that fits me. I also find a pair of dark denim jeans and a plain gray tanktop, which I put on. Now that clothing is out of the way, time to look for food. I fill up on canned fruit, veggies, pasta and a couple tins full of shitty meatballs from a locally owned grocery store and plop them into my bag. It's pretty clunky again but I'll have nourishment for like five days and undies for like... nine? Good enough. My flashlight, switchblades and like two dozen batteries are still with me, I've just never really used them much and they've stayed in an outside pocket for over a month now. I'm tired, it'll be dark soon. I guess I'll just find some place to eat and sleep and try to look for Jason tomorrow... or maybe I'll just focus on finding more Anthro Smoothies, that's probably what I should do. I head towards the easternmost parts of the city, looking for some place to rest. I pass a couple of gas stations and small motels along the way, but all of them are locked up tight. I just say fuck it and break into the second motel. There's a simple room inside the office where I assume the lame ass owner used to live. A couple dozen posters of mostly naked Anthro women adorn the walls. Lovely. They're all quite hot to be honest with you. Nothing unusual happens really. I just munch on canned carrots, piss outside on the freeway and sleep on a small cot in the office. In the morning I drain my lady cunt juice into one of the motel counter's drawers and leave. I look for Jason for about a week before I give up. Like three or four days after that... I hear a scream so loud that I swear it bursts my eardrums. It didn't sound like an anthro at all. Without even thinking I dash around a corner... and regret it immediately. I drop my backpack and aim the rifle on my back for the first time ever... as I prepare to shoot this little fucker in the head.
  3. Warning! This chapter is dark and deeply disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. Chapter 7: All Things Must Come to an End Morning. I woke up feeling very strange today. I had the weirdest dream last night. No it wasn't a dirty one, surprisingly enough. It's one of those things where I know it was extremely bizarre... and yet I cannot remember a moment of it. So frustrating. Like a piece of the puzzle that doesn't quite fit or an adorable bra that's the wrong size. Anyway, today is Saturday July 19th. You may wonder why I'm being so formal. Well, I thought I would just explain some things today, since Jason and I have finally worked out some sorta schedule that we plan on starting off tomorrow with. What? That's boring? So true. But I'd thought I'd mention it anyway. Not really sure why now that I think about it. Oh well... lets get started with the mostly exposition chapter, I'm sure it'll be interesting, probably. Tuesdays and Thursdays, we are gonna train with each other and spar in combat with none of our Reaper abilities turned on. That last monster encounter showed both of us that our swordplay is god awful. Like shit tier bad. So hopefully, with some practice and online video tutorials we can change that, in time. Mondays and Wednesdays we'd spend looting stuff we need which could be anything from clothing to food to weapons to dildos- I mean fuel. Fridays we will take the time to like clean the base up and stuff, that was the plan at least. I didn't like the sound of that but whatever. Saturdays would be the day we had to ourselves. We could spend it doing whatever we wanted on individual tasks or recreation. Jason and I were already planning our separate activities for that day but I'll get more into that later. Sundays well, you could guess what Sundays would be. Sunday worship, duh. Meaning that Jason and I would kneel before each other all day and have a date/fuck day. If I'm being completely honest we'll probably make love during most of our training and looting days as well but you know, who knows. And that... was supposed to be our plans for the next six months or until the winter came or whatever. Which, winter in the desert, is really just cold... not much rain as usual but cold as hell. At least it was for me ok? I've never seen snow except like on TV or that fake cotton stuff whenever Santa came to the mall. Neither of which were real. Sorry to burst your bladder but Mr. and Mrs. Claus are a lie. Apologies for ruining your life. As I said, we had a plan. But we didn't know it'd only last like a week in a half before it fell through, which we will get to. Anywho... I guess the first eventful thing I can talk about is the first Saturday on the new daily docket, the 26th. Phew, almost had another lame ass Christmas jokes just write itself. Dodged a bullet there. Well on that day, Jason took off early in the morning. He said he wanted to fish in the river to see if he could catch something. I didn't even know he had a rod. Insert penis joke here. I guess him and his alcoholic father went on fishing trips in the now aptly named Piss Truck. Hehehe. He took a portable radio walkie talkie with him so we could still keep in contact if we needed to. But yeah I guess if we're gonna do some kinda hunting in this fucking city... the river would be our best bet at some kind of fresh meat. As for myself, I decided to reorganize one of the abandoned classrooms into a recreational kind of room. I had Jason help me yesterday on our cleaning day to clear it out and he moved some stuff in here for me... now it was up to me to put it all together. I put a media stand along one wall and plopped a TV on top. It's not a very big one since I couldn't lift it but you know, big enough, almost 40 inches. I hook up a PS3 to it, along with a DVD player. I spend like 45 minutes dragging an ugly ass green couch from the teacher's lounge into my makeshift girlcave. I tear down a bunch of ugly ass educational posters and replace them with my own that I looted from my bedroom all those weeks ago. They're kind of crumply and torn but I don't care, it's nice to see them hung up again. A reminder of... a different time. Anyway I spend like an hour playing Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare. After that I get kinda bored. Oh well. These games can only get better with time right? Or I guess they would have but the invasion happened. Welp. I read some manga that I looted from a book store, about some magical fairy girl name Futsu learning how to be brave and better at love. It sounds corny as hell when I say it out loud but it's actually funny and cute. I like it. No, I'm not gonna write a Futsu spinoff fanfiction where she fights ogres on mars no matter how much you want to read that... although actually... nah nope shitty idea. After reading for a couple hours I decide to watch some random porno from a DVD. I've never seen porn before or at least not alot until recently so... yeah. It was a kinky one where an evil medieval warlord kept slaves in his underground sex dungeon. The roleplay for this was unreal and the acting and video quality were ass... but a couple of the sex scenes were quite nether warming. I enjoyed masturbating to one scene and pissing on the couch afterwards, that felt great. What you want me to go into more explicit detail? Sorry can't. I don't have time for sex scenes right now, need more plot in this chapter. Go read the earlier ones if you need a wank or a rub you filthy animal you. In the evening, Jason comes back home with like four decent sized fish. I'm very surprised. We enjoy a nice warm meal on the fire once again and have a great evening together. On Sunday we had our date and you know, buttfucked and pissed on each other, the usual. Yay more buttstuff! I'm always down for that day or night. We thought this rather nice life in this horrible fucking place would go on for a long while and that we'd have anal sex all the time... but we were wrong. *** On Wednesday, we went to loot further south in the city than we ever have before. And yes I meant literally, not sexually. I just can't stop can I? I should mention that it's been weeks since we've seen a single Sentinel. The last ones we saw were... the day we got trapped underground. Huh. Odd. Anyways, on our way to scout out new buildings for possible loot... we came across something just off of a major road and in a nearby ditch of sorts. A massive crudely dug tunnel that seemed like it was the entrance to hell or something. We both knew what this was... judging from all the skeletons and dried blood around. We couldn't even see the sidewalk that should have been beneath our boots, the foul soil around the burrow was covering it too well. Clearly this had been here for a while... we just hadn't been here to see it yet. "This... is this where all the mutant monster fuckfaces have been coming from?" I ask what we already kind of know. "Judging from it's size and all the nasty scents of viscera in the air... probably." Jason replies with a glint of regret. We each take a handgun that we barely know how to use and a short sword that we've only had three separate days of practice with. Well we sparred with wooden ones but damn it feels a lot different in terms of... everything like weight and balance and shit. "Why're we taking the shorter swords?" I tilt my head in mild confusion. "Because in a tight underground space, longer swords can easily get nicked on the walls and prevent us from swinging them with our full strength." Jason explains. Oh. Duh. I'm an idiot. Of course that makes sense. We take about 4 cans of food with us each along with a generous amount of water. We don't know how deep this tunnel goes but if there's a way to stop the influx of monsters from coming out we've got to find it. "Can't we just collapse the filthy entrance and be done with this?" I practically beg as try to weasel my way out of this. "The creatures could just dig themselves out another hole, clearly. We've gotta kill whatever or whoever is breeding these fuckers. I don't wanna go underground again either but we don't have a choice. Unless you wanna go back home and let me do this on my own." "Not a chance fuckface." I reply bitterly and with some kind of twisted affection. "I'm coming with you." We both make sure our weapons and gear are ready to go. Besides the short swords, Jason takes an axe and a military knife. I strap a couple small blades to my belt as well. He also brings some rope in case we need it. We both have several flashlights so unless divine intervention happens we should hopefully be good on that front. We're both wearing makeshift body armor, which is basically just shoulder and knee pads stitched to a slightly reinforced jacket and cargo pants. We don't have much else for protection, not even any condoms. Ahem, anyways, after that I drop my pants and we both piss for like a good minute or two, nothing kinky I swear. We then bite the metaphorical bullet and begin to make our descent into the creepy ass cave. Not really a cave... more like Satan's rotting butthole my god it smells awful. Like imagine the worst shit you've ever dumped and multiply that by like twelve, maybe thirteen. It's so fucking bad that my eyes water constantly and I have to keep rubbing them in order to see clearly. As I feel along the inner walls of the Devil's vaginal canal I occasionally feel a loose bone or piece of gooey flesh. Fucking nasty. After like ten minutes, the worst of the worst smells die down... but the aroma is still thick... like several dozen rodent babies died in here and then had an undead orgy. Fuck I hate this. Remember what Jason was talking about earlier when he said we don't wanna come back underground? Ughh. I can barely see shit even if it walked in here wearing a dress. It's been only like thirty minutes since we made our way down into this tunnel and I already regret it. The prolific stench is so strong that I'm starting to feel a bit woozy from breathing it in. And the ground is getting sloppier and filthier. I'm glad I'm wearing my thick leather boots right now or else this would be so much worse for my feet. Suddenly, the mushiness starts to end, even if slowly. After about twenty minutes we've gone from gross mud to dry arid turds, great. About an hour after that we've finally come across our destination... a metallic mostly circular hole in the wall. It's lit up and there's electricity here inside whatever this facility is. What?! Did we just stumble into a Resident Evil porno parody or something? Was that in the script? I'm not... seeing it here. Oh no wait there it is. Fuck my life this is creepy. Jason and I decide that it's a good time to rest a tinch and chomp down on some nourishment, so we do. At least the pudginess of the nasty smells has gone from like an eleven to about a four so it's not too bad anymore. We finish eating, cast the cans the fuck away and make our way through the secret bunker as I follow Jason closely, he's the navigation "expert" afterall. The first room we come across is filled with a bunch of dry bones. Some old iron bars... a cell of some kind? A huge fucking hole in the ground leads out of it and goes to god only knows where. The second room was nothing but more of the same, except the bones were more fresh and covered in dried blood. But after another half hour we hit the jackpot. We enter what looks to be a lab. All kinds of medical equipment and shit is spread everywhere. There's even huge canisters full of bubbly liquid with sleeping... or perhaps dead monsters inside oh god, just like in those old horror movies you used to see. This was no film though. Also it smells. Really fucking bad. Like piss and shit. In fact, we notice that there is old caked piss around floor grates that lead to.. who knows what... and there's also a bunch of old turds piles scattered about. When I point this out to Jason I'm pretty sure he steps in one without noticing. "Fucking shit." He scoffs. "Don't fuck shit, it's bad for your health." I tease as I laugh slightly. Nice to have some amusement around here. "When we get outta here I'm tossing all this clothing out in some random dumpster and never touching it again." Jason growls, still clearly annoyed. "I'm with you there." I sigh and shake my head. "Clearly someone is still pissing and shitting here. Fucker is clearly still... working on these mutants." Jason takes his axe in his hand as I wield my short sword, we're ready to fight if anything tries to take us by surprise. There are a couple more cages and some other rooms that we go into until we come to a big one at the end of the hall. We pass by alot less excrement, I guess whoever lives here mostly just shits in the first room we came in. Lovely. As we open the next passageway we see what appears to be a laboratory table. Dozens upon dozens of vials of a faintly glowing red liquid sit on and around it. Some are full, others are empty but most are somewhere in between. Whatever this fluid is, it's clearly being produced here somehow. There's also a large steel box sitting beside them, probably full of it. A few dozen feet away there is a huge hallway that leads deeper into the facility, the lights are bright in this room and aren't faded at all unlike the ones we've seen before. The entire area is quite clean for how disgusting the rest of this place is, minus the scattered marrow and occasional small tunnels in the walls of course. "We must be getting closer." Jason comments. "Let's keep going." We leave the area and move on deeper into the base, making sure not to step on any cast away bones that might have fallen. After we've walked far enough we enter a much smaller room with a single metal door at the end of the hallway. Someone can clearly be heard now, they have to be just on the other side of this entryway. As we approach... it slowly slides open. Inside is an older male rat surrounded by his lab equipment. He's distilling and mixing the same liquid we saw before, it glows pink before it slowly turns itself into a deep red color as it mixes itself up. He looks over at us and doesn't look surprised in the least. His eyes are each a different color. One is red the other one is pink. "About time you intruders got here. I was beginning to wonder if you had gotten lost." He speaks in a high pitched and sickly voice. "I guess you're here to kill me. Met a few of my pets on the outside that pissed you off hmm?" 'This anthro is a flawed Reaper!' My AI Core basically shouts at me, I'm sure Jason's has done the same thing. 'Be careful he's highly dangerous! He's an enemy of The Creators! The usual laws of us killing Reapers don't apply to imperfect failures. Kill him now!' Jason runs at him extremely quickly with his axe as he yells wildly. What the hell is he thinking?! "Shame that you don't wanna talk." The rat says in an annoyed tone. "No matter, you'll be useful for my research anyways." Our enemy holds out his right hand and within an instant a surge of lightning hits Jason dead center in the chest. He's sent flying into a wall as it cracks around his broken body. "JASON!" I yell, still haven't moved yet. The rat looks at me and practically smiles. "Hmm... you are both Reapers hmm? I honestly never thought I'd meet more of you." I try to hold up my sword but my hand is shaking too much. I can't move my legs, I'm too scared. Dammit Vaine! Move your ass girl! This guy is super strong... He knocked Jason out of the fight almost instantly. So what am I supposed to do? "I have to say you are a very pretty young lady." The rat looks me over, pretty sure in a perverted manner. "How would you like to be my assistant in the lab? Plenty of grown food and natural security here. You'd have a good life with me." My hands are still frozen, but I manage to force them down and grab the hilt of my short sword. "Oh please, come on you know you want it." He laughs maniacally. "I'm so much older and... experienced than you. Although my toilets clogged long ago so you'd have to shit in rooms far from our living space, like I do. Afraid the showers no longer work either but no matter, you'll get used to the smells pretty quickly." "Shut the fuck up!" I growl back at him. He just laughs more as he raises his arms to his sides. "What is this?" He asks. "You can't even attempt to touch me with your weapon? Are you really that weak?" Anger courses through my veins. This guy is almost exactly like Jason. Haughty and insane. Both of them look down on me and consider me to be beneath them. I'm reminded of why I hate both of them... why do I like Jason again? Oh right penis. Durr. "No matter... I'm so close to discovering how to break The Creator's control over us..." He rambles. "Once I do... we can be the ones in charge." My mind goes from anger to curiosity in an instant. "What- What are you talking about?" I stammer. "Oh dear I've said too much." The pisswater creep suddenly frowns. "I'm afraid I can't let you leave here again, least not until my research is complete. Don't worry, you won't be in a cage like your friend uhh Jason will be. I should be able to crack this puzzle before I break him open completely." I glare at him. "You two should get married. Like two peas in a fucking pod you guys are." "Oh?" The rodent smirks slightly again. "He insults and bullies you and you somehow find that attractive? Interesting. Not surprising though... the conversion process for sure fucks with our original personalities." "I have no idea what you're talking about." I say aloud as I manage to take a few steps forward. How the fuck did he know what I like? The fuck? "Of course you don't. No matter." The parasite looks dead serious again. "Time to end our little scuffle I guess." The flawed Reaper slowly moves forward. His hand is still held up and is glowing faintly blue again, I have a feeling I know what his plan is going to be. But I get one as well. I don't like it but I don't have any other options. "You should just submit to me." He taunts me and cackles. "It'll all go easier that way. I don't really want to hurt you, it's just so easy sometimes. You're really pretty... we could have so much fun together." I hold my sword up in front of my chest, trying not to flinch as I move to the side. I need to get closer. If he hits me now... I'm screwed. I have to keep him talking... the longer he's distracted the better. "Oh yeah? You know... I've had abit of time to think about it and..." I suddenly change my tone, I hate myself for doing this. He raises an eyebrow at me as I pull off my jacket and shirt, revealing my black bra underneath them. And I do mean reveal. Jason would love how tight it hugs my tits. I walk around in front of the smelly sewer-born scientist, trying to be as seductive as possible with my steps without going overboard. This is so stupid. I shouldn't be here... but Jason had to go and lose the fight within seconds so... I don't have a choice if I want to live and be free from this lowlife piece of shit. My eyes are glued on his eyes as I continue stripping. I unbutton my pants and let them fall to the floor, showing off my black panties. He can't even look away from my figure long enough to blink. "You want me to let my guard down so you have a chance to stab my guts out huh? Such a basic primitive brained plan, which I should expect coming from a woman." He sneers. "Well it's not going to work... no matter how fucking attractive you are." I toss my sword towards the fucker casually and it clatters near his foot. "I don't wanna kill you." I lie. "I'm way too curious about how your tongue would feel on my anus for that." His eyes widen in surprise and he takes a step back. "You're actually going to..." I take one more step forward and then another. I basically force him to sit down with his back against a cabinet by getting very close to him. His bodyheat is so musky and gross. He smells like he hasn't showered for weeks. HIs clothes may be clean but he's filthy as hell. Gah I fucking hate this so much. I turn my rear end to his face and press my asscheeks against his mouth. He just sits there and laughs, unaware of the fact that he just lost. If he didn't underestimate me like the sexist prick he seems to be, he may have been on his guard more. But my sexually stunning body worked out in my favor this time. With a loud grunt I turn on my Toxic Flatulence skill and squeeze my inner colon muscles together with all my might. A large fart exits my butthole and blasts the fucking rat in his pathetic rotten face. He screams in agony as he claws at the air blindly trying to grab me but I've already rolled away towards my sword. His face is completely inflamed from the toxic poisonous gas and his eyes are pretty fucked up but he's healing. In about five seconds he'll be able to see me again and strike me down easily. "You fucking bitch ass cunt! I'll fucking end you!" He screeches as he blasts lightning around wildly, missing me each and every time. Guess unless he aims it correctly it's a useless skill. "Oh dear what am I to do with you?" I say rather playfully as my panties hang around my hips loosely from the anal impact they encountered. "Game over." I jam the blade deep into his neck. He tries to resist but he cannot. I push it in until I sever his brain stem and he goes limp. I go over to Jason's body. He's pretty fucked up, his head impaled on a wall. But I can peel him off later once I take what's mine. I grab his discarded axe and walk back to the ratfuck's body. I swing at his chest over and over again, looking for his core. As I'm doing this it only now hits me that my most dangerous foe I've faced so far... was indirectly killed by my butt fart. Please don't put that on mugs and hoodies and... bumper stickers. Thankfully his crystal heart is right where I think it is, although unlike mine, his is not glowing faintly at all, like it's been turned off or something. 'This anthro lost his connection to The Creators and therefore his life functions are forfeit. We can safely eat his core without punishment.' I'm very nervous, like when I lost my virginity. But this is worse. I have no idea how my body will react to such a large influx of souls at once. My Soul Energy Resistance ability is level 3 but that may not be enough. Oh well. I want this power... I need it more than Jason does. Risk it for the biscuit I guess. I take a deep breath as I force the core down my throat. Within seconds I feel an agonizing burning sensation and I collapse onto the ground on my knees and hands. I try to scream but I cannot. Suddenly my entire body is engulfed in a dark red flame and I can no longer feel anything except the intense heat. My panties and bra are burned to a crisp, as is the rodent's blood splatter on my skin and fur. Fuck! Dammit oh my god this is the worst pain ever! Shit fuck! My singed furcoat melts off of me. I can see huge clumps of it fall to the ground along with chunks of my peeled flesh. This is it. This is how I'm actually going to die. I'm ignited for like ten more seconds which feels like an eternity... and then the fire suddenly stops. I finally manage to cry out in an agonizing scream as my charred body howls with pain from every conceivable angle. My body fully regenerates within about thirty to forty seconds as the pain slowly eases and then vanishes within that timeframe. Holy hell that was awful. I never thought pain could get that bad. I'm surprised I stayed conscious if I'm being blunt. And now I'm naked away from home, again. Bad habit I know. '52658 SP gained.' Holy shit... so that's how painful fifty two thousand souls is? Damn man. If I had lower Soul Energy Resistance I'd be dead now wouldn't I? 'Yes. Probably.' Damn. Get that higher then please. Spend all the souls we can. 'Done. Soul Energy Resistance Level 7 unlocked. 989.30 SP to spare.' Do we have enough to unlock Toxic Flatulence level 2? If so, do so I guess. Save the rest of the souls for now. 'Toxic Flatulence level 2 unlocked. 23.09 SP remaining.' Damn so we're running on empty now huh? Alright. I take a big drink of water from my backpack and get dressed again. I'm going commando now since my underwear literally incinerated but lets not tell Jason ok? Kay good. I unimpale him from the wall and his wounds heal up almost instantly, like within four or five seconds he opens his eyes again. Damn mate why the rush? He coughs up blood and spit as he reorients himself. "Don't worry, the rat bastard is dead." I comfort Jason without touching him. "We can leave now. I suppose there may still be some loose beasts out there in the city but I've killed their maker so... no more will spawn." He doesn't respond, instead he rummages through his supplies and takes a big gulp of water as well, coughing more afterwards. "You ok?" I ask, unsure if he'll say anything. "I'm fine." He grunts after about ten seconds of silence. "Just need a minute... I'm baffled that you beat him while I was unconscious." "Yeah..." I say in a low voice. "He thought he could easily me because I'm a girl. You and him had that in common." Jason looks down at the floor. "It's just hard for me to comprehend that I lost a fight so quickly. I'm done with underestimating my foes. That's a bad habit that I need to break quickly. Did he say anything to you?" "No." I lie again. "Just the usual evil doctor crap of cleansing the world for the next stage of evolution or some shit, I wasn't really listening to his rambling." Without much else to say, we left the lab. It took us about an hour in a half because we were so tired but yeah. I pissed my pants twice and didn't really enjoy it. Pretty sure Jason did at least once as well but that may just be my lingering post-bathroom scent playing tricks with my brain. When we finally got to the surface the sun was low on the western horizon. We had a meal, our second of the day and stripped off our filthy clothes and just left them on the side of the road. Jason didn't question where my underwear vanished to, he may not have even noticed. Neither of us were in the mood for the hippy-hippy bang bang so Jason just drove us straight home. We went to bed after a few hours of silence. We also enjoyed a nice and satisfying evening urination and we were relieved in more ways than one. The monster threat... was over. No more could be made. Least we hoped that was the case. Regardless the next day the 31st... everything would change forever. That's not an exaggeration. *** That morning was pretty much the same as always. We got up, cleaned ourselves up the best we could with spare water we transported from the river and got dressed. Today was Thursday so, it was a day we planned for combat training. However, right after our morning meal, we saw three Sentinels walk up... or float up rather, to us. These were the first ones we'd seen in over a month so... we were pretty surprised. As I said months ago, these things kind of looked like Velociraptors... with scorpion tails. Well they still do but now they have no legs. They're simply flying through the air I think, very close to the ground sure, but hovering. If one looks closely enough at their bottom parts you can see like near invisible pulses of silent energy that are keeping them upright somehow. But anyways. "Jason and Vaine." One of them spoke in a generic monotone robot voice. "Please come with us. The Creator requests your presence." I didn't even know these chunk of bolts could talk! What in the pickle dicks is going on?! A small white egg shaped... space pod thingy lands beside them, almost as quietly as a hummingbird flapping its wings. A small curved rectangular hatch opens up in the front of it. It wouldn't be out of place in a Men In Black movie, like those uncomfortable seats that Will Smith had to sit in during those written tests? Yeah like those, only bigger. Anyway... there is just enough room for me and Jason to sit side by side, facing each other. So we do as we're told and get inside. Almost as soon as my ass touches the cushions, we take off effortlessly and are flying rapidly through the air. I don't feel any turbulence or anything it's very strange. We land within a minute and since the only window is attached to the hatch, we didn't see what was outside until it opens. The red Sentinel spaceship... has landed on the ground. And there's a brand new massive building beside it, like something straight out of a sci-fi movie. It looks like a gigantic football stadium or something from the outside but that's not even an ideal way to describe it. It's almost entirely white and silver as the metal reflects the sunlight very well. I'd say it looks... pretty? So much so that I can't look at it for too long. We're led to an area near the entrance of the ship which is still closed by the way. We see like some kind of circular metallic pedestals on the ground. Jason counts thirteen of them. The Sentinels instruct us to stand on top of one of them, so we do. We're then told to wait for the others and that they won't be long. Okay? But what are we doing here? I still don't understand... other than the fact that there's probably eleven other Reaper recruits that are on their way here to meet the same Creator we are? Maybe? I don't know. Surely enough within like ten minutes, more pods start showing up. I'm glad I peed before coming here. As the other Reapers arrive, I notice that they range in age from very young to old and they're mostly male. I assume they're from other areas of the country that the Sentinels invaded but I couldn't tell you for certain. By the time all thirteen of us arrive about an hour later, there's four women and nine men. Sausage fest anyone? Anyways, some of us talk, most of us do not. I'm one of the ones who don't, although Jason gets chatty with someone beside us, a big fucking bulky male bear with dark brown fur and bright red long hair. He's super tall, I think he said he's 7'6" which damn, would make him almost two feet taller than me like holy shit balls. Regardless once we're all here, we're told to politely shut the fuck up and everyone quiets down, even the young pup here who can't be more than eight or nine years old does so. We all orient ourselves towards the ship's massive ass door and it slowly slides open. This is it. Finally something is happening. The interior of the ship is full of various shades of red. An older looking alien dressed in what looks like a fancy dragonscale business suit... walks out. He has pure white hair and his eyes practically glow blue. My first thought was that he was so ugly... and not an anthro at all. My second thought was oh shit can he read my mind? 'No. Hush. Be respectful to our lord and god.' Oh ok phew... dodged a permadeath there. He looks at all of us and smiles lightly. "Welcome my Reaper recruits." He speaks in a strong authoritative and yet soft-spoken voice. "It's nice to finally see you all face to face. I am your Father and your Creator, you may refer to me as either one if you so wish. The thirteen of you before me here today have done well to survive this far. This is the most we've gotten out of a single primitive world's singular country so, you all should be very proud of that." His words should sound condescending but they're somehow not, he seems to be perfectly genuine. "The building we've constructed here has taken our Theta Sentinels three in a half months to build. It'll be your home for the next year as you train directly under my guidance. We'll talk about it more in a bit. I realize that almost all of you don't know each other. You needed not worry though, we'll all be a family soon enough. Everyone just has two more trials to overcome." A single Sentinel holding a sleek white briefcase walks up to Father. He opens it once the robot positions it horizontally. Inside are several vials of a deep blue liquid. He takes one of them and holds it in front of him. "Your first major test is to drink this serum. It has been painstakingly prepared for you all for this day." Our Overlord explains. "Who would like to go first?" "I will!" The young wolf boy enthusiastically shouts. "Kyla, alright." Father smiles warmly as he walks up to him and hands him the vial. "Be sure to drink it all in one go now." The young boy nods hyperactively. Father steps away as he gulps it down quickly. Within a second the boys expression changes from pure joy... to horrifying terror. He screams loudly as his body is engulfed in an intense red light and he melts away almost instantly, only thing left of him is a bubbling crimson mess on the pedestal that he once stood on. Some of us look over in shock, others just scoff while a few laugh. Myself... I keep a neutral face but inside... I'm fucking terrified. "What the hell?!" One of the three other female Reaper's yells, a alligator woman I think. Maybe she's a crocodile I can never tell the difference at a glance. "He simply failed the test." Father looks at her sadly. "It is disappointing but it happens." "Fuck this!" She shouts wildly as she steps off her pedestal and begins to walk away. "I'm out." "Shame." Father states with a hint of sorrow as another anthro follows her. Within an instant, both of their chests collapse in on themselves like some kind of miniscule microscopic blackhole was triggered inside of them and the remains of their limbs fall onto the concrete. Oh god. We're down to ten of us now. "That was... unsightly I apologize." Our Creator speaks to all of us again. "They didn't leave me any choice in the matter." He holds up another dose. "Who's next?" Jason says he'll take it, so within like ten seconds he does so. As he takes it inside the ass I mean his mouth... nothing happens. Not a damn thing. He looks over at me with that shit-eating grin of his. Dammit. "Good. That's how it's supposed to go." Father nods his head with approval. "Next one please." One by one everyone tries to take the concoction. Only one more anthro dies instantly, a few of them cough loudly and spit up loads of blood and mucus but they live. The rest seem to have no issues. The last vial.. is for me... the thirteenth, I mean eleventh, one. I almost died yesterday from too much soul consumption and yet here we go again. Oh boy. I have to hope that Soul Energy Resistance Level 7 is enough to for me to survive. If not... guess I finally go to whatever afterlife exists. Or I just float lifelessly in the void of space who the fuck knows. I really don't want to find out. "Vaine. Here you go." My Creator speaks to me directly for the first time. "You can do it. I have faith in you." I blush for some reason as he speaks to me. My anti-social behavior is back in full force. "Thank you Father." I reply as I take the small phial into my hand. Ok... here we go. I quaff it down in one go. Instantly I feel a burning sensation deep within my chest. Oh shit please not now. I spit up blood, alot of it. My head hurts like a mothertrucker and I go down onto one knee. I feel like I'm going to explode as my vision turns red. However, within the next I dunno, five or ten seconds the horrific interior heat stops and my headache goes away. I manage to stand up on my own. '100,000 souls consumed.' Phew... I did it. Wait... one hundred thousand?! Damn mate. "Good." Our god states as he walks back to his original position. "You will use those souls for something later, hold onto them for now. There are nine of you left. While that's not ideal, a few losses are sadly expected. We will move onto the second and final test. Vaine would you like to go first, since you went last for the initial one?" No way fuck I don't wanna. "Sure..." I blurt out. Way to go girl. Nice going. "Excellent. Please follow the Theta Sentinel into the building and go into the room your instructed to go to. You'll know what to do once you are there." Father gets to the point rather quickly. I follow the Sentinel that seemed to pop up out of nowhere, leaving everyone else behind to stand around awkwardly. We enter a small door in the side of the building. Within a minute, no joke, it leads me into a small gray room. What I see greatly surprises me. Both of my parent's... wearing filthy tattered clothes... are on their knees. Their hands are bound behind their backs. There's an end table that stands like four feet off of the ground right next to the door, with a pistol the on top of it. The room has nothing else in it. My parents look up at me and are extremely surprised to see my face. "Vaine?" My mother peeps out through bloodshot tear strewn eyes. "Is... is that you?" I don't reply. I simply look at her... so pitiful looking. "We... we thought... you were dead. How'd you survive? We- were you captured too?" Mother continues to ramble. So annoying. "Does she look like she's their prisoner you stupid bitch?" My father looks at his wife with hatred. He doesn't sound like he used to at all. He used to be a rather calm loving husband. Shame. I guess being imprisoned broke him in a completely different way. I grab the pistol from it's pedestal and hold it in my hands. It's lighter than most I've held at Jason's base and it's freezing cold to the touch. "Please don't do this! We're sorry!" Mom pleads desperately to me. "Sorry for what?" I state rather emotionlessly. Mother was going to answer me but my father speaks with a quiet, angry tone. "Vaine... you have always been so... selfish... but this..." I snarl, the hatred rising within me. "What is wrong with you? You can't even talk to me properly without insulting me?" "Dear, listen to him... please... please don't." Mother pleads again as I aim the pistol at them both. "You've changed... but you're still our daughter... please..." "Any daughter who's killed anthros is no child of mine." My father states bitterly. "Our old life is over... aliens attacked and killed everyone and our daughter died the day we were captured. You are just a fucking parasite living inside our teenager's skin. You're not her." The gun trembles slightly in my grip. I take a deep breath. I want to kill them both so badly. Dominate... Power... Control... "I am fucking Vaine!" I yell at them. "I'm am me and I'll kill every single person who denies my existence!" Father simply scoffs while my mother is horrified. I pull the trigger twice and he falls over dead while my mother just screams. So loud... good lord. I shoot her three or four times and she slowly chokes on her own blood before her body stops quivering. Good. I drop the weapon and I'm led out into a waiting room of sorts. There is a high tech monitor that I've never seen before that is showing The Creator and the eight remaining Reapers in real time outside. "Vaine passed." Father states. "Who wants to go next?" "Is there any reason why we can't do this exam or test thing all at once?" Some young pink cat lady is complaining. What a bitch. "No, but this is how I've set it up." He retorts and I let out a snorting chuckle. Get owned you fucking cunt you. "I'll go." A big silver gorilla with short white dignified hair speaks up. "Ahh Toshia, very well then. Good luck." Was all that Father had to say. Within two minutes and after two distinct gunshots the great ape joins me in the waiting room. He sits a few chairs away from me without so much as a hello. "That was quick." I managed to mutter. "I'm Vaine... Vaine Steele." "It was the logical outcome." He states calmly. "Toshia. Toshia Kamagst is my name. Although I usually prefer just T. I usually address people by the first letter in their name, so I'll call you V if that's alright with you." I kinda like that. "Sure." I reply rather warmly. "That's fine." "Glad we could come to a quick agreement." Toshia replies with a slight smile. We don't say much else. All we really do is sit around, watch the monitor and listen for gunshots. The next anthro who walked in isn't even worth mentioning. Because he failed somehow and we heard him and his former loved ones screaming like they were being torn apart by some kind of saws or something. Down to eight of us now. The next one to go in was the old lady, a thick badger woman. We heard loud shrilling high-pitched screams before three or four shots went off. It sounded like they were kids, oof. She sits down between me and Toshia. Her face looks rather neutral and I can't really read it. I don't really know what to say so I just blurt out something. "Grandkids?" I ask. She simply nods. "They'll have a chance in their next reincarnations. This world wasn't meant for them sadly." A religious granny nutcase hmm? Figures. Just someone else who'll hate me for my evil heavy metal music I guess. We introduced ourselves to each other. I learned her name was Sorcha Hansal and that she was a Taoist of some sort. I didn't pay much attention after that. Toshia mentioned that religion had some health benefits but he was polite and didn't piss all over it. Speaking of which I gotta pee. I can easily hold it though. I learned that T has a surprising amount of knowledge. All in all, once all the tests were done, seven of us remained. Me, Jason, Toshia, Sorcha, pink cunt cat lady, a dark blue raccoon who was mostly silent and of course the giant fucking manbear who I later learned was named Axel. I'll get more into details on them later I'm sure. Once we were all in the room we were led into a large circular elevator which seems to take forever to descend. "Congratulations. You seven are now officially my children." Father again speaks in an authentic and dignified manner. "I know today was rather difficult for some of you. But you've moved past your initial trials and now your basic Reaper training can begin. You'll spend exactly one local year training here. On August 1st, 2009, your planet's time, you'll begin the war for peace and control on the world that you call Earth. That will be your graduation ceremony of sorts. On the last day of every month, you will all complete in a competition, a gauntlet to test your skills and abilities if you will. You'll be ranked and scored at the end of these events. Your standings at the end of the year long training will determine where you start your global conquest and how easy or hard it'll be for you to complete it." That was a lot of info to take it so he pauses for like ten seconds. We good now? Alright then. Damn my bladder is uhh, kinda yelling at me right now. "Now. Those souls I mentioned earlier. Crimson Crystalis, please use them to unlock the alchemy menu for yourselves." A new menu pops up in my HUD, simply called Alchemy. Hmm. Yeah I should have expected that... it's exactly what he said. Dammit girl hold onto your pee pee juice! "Alchemy is the greatest gift that we Creators can give to you, besides your new lives as honorable Reapers of course. This ability will allow you to deconstruct and reconstruct atoms from your environment to make virtually anything you need. It takes alot of time and dedication to learn every element, every compound in even the simplest of objects, which is why half of your training each day will be dedicated to it and learning what you want to as quickly as possible. The other half will be dedicated to ability and combat training. You'll have eight hours to sleep every night, an hour to get ready in the morning, six hours of alchemy and six hours of combat training, with two hours during that time for bathroom and other breaks. The last two hours of your day will be for personal time, during which you can make use of the countless amount of amenities and recreational activities here that you desire. We'll discuss your daily meals in a bit. Fridays will be your day off for the week. You shall have a morning meal with me and then you can spend the rest of the day as you see fit. If you want to relax or train or both, your free day is up to you. If there's something in this facility we don't have that you want, which is unlikely, then let a Theta Sentinel know and they will build it as quickly as possible." God damn another huge info dump. I gotta dump my truck right now. If my dump was urine and my truck was my pussy... fuck. "At noon today I will answer any and all questions you have for a few hours. Please take the couple hours before that time to acquaint yourselves to the basics of your new home. You each have your own personal quarters, which only you or those you give permission to can enter, besides Sentinels themselves of course. This is where you will sleep and access the internet if you so desire, as the world wide web throughout the rest of the facility is disabled for now. Ask any Theta Sentinel, who serve everyone equally, and they'll prepare a pod for you to travel anywhere you want to inside the megastructure. I'll see all of you in a couple of hours." With that he leaves the elevator and we follow closely behind. God dammit I almost pissed myself. What is wrong with me and my tiny ass bladder? 'We're probably excited at the prospect of living somewhere new, which can constrict our urethral muscles, causing us to have to urinate harder than usual.' Ok ok I didn't need an explanation. I get it. Everyone scatters very quickly going this way and that, they leave me behind. "Does Vaine need anything?" A Theta Sentinel sneaks up on me and nearly makes me pee again. "Yeah uhh... please tell me my personal quarters have a... bathroom." I'm embarrassed in front of a fucking robot, get ahold of yourself V. "Of course. One moment." He beeps and boops. He wasn't lying either, within a few seconds the nearest single anthro pod comes down near us and it opens it's door to let me inside. I bounce around in my seat alot as we quickly fly through the massive complex. This place is legit just a massive underground city of sorts.. for seven Reapers... and a single Creator. Words cannot even express how grand and epic it is. I'd take the time to enjoy the sites but you know, bulging bladder. In less than a minute the pod lands and I stumble out. Every one of the hundreds of doors in this long open ended half hallway looks the exact same. But in front of the entrance to my room, there's a lit sign that simply says "Vaine Steele's Personal Quarters". I look to the left and right a ways away and sure enough, I see the names of a couple other Reapers above the same bland white door. I feel an intense pounding feeling in my vagina, like it's spiking a volleyball onto the hard gym floor, and I clutch it tightly. It's really hurting now. I admit, I'm horny too but fuck I still mostly hate this. I open the door and what I see inside amazes me. The room is adorned with tall black shelves, filled to the brim with manga and heavy metal history books and a bunch of other nerdy rocky stuff. A fancy laptop is smack dab in the middle of two of them on a desk, way more advanced than any one I've seen before. Various cool looking posters are plastered on most of the walls and my bed is huge... and unkempt. Just the way I like it. I'd admire my bedroom more right now but uhh, pretty sure I just pissed myself a little bit. Shit. In the one back corner I see another sliding door. I approach it and walk into my bathroom. I'm greeted with a full oblong hot tub, a huge display monitor that's mimicking a sci-fi city balcony... and a round toilet that seems impossible to sit on without falling in. Seriously? Do the Creators know about my sexual kinks?! 'No. But they can see our list of abilities whenever they want to. Probably assumes you'd just prefer standing up to pee and since you don't have to poop, we don't need a toilet to sit down on. The bedroom has been catered to what Father assumes are our personal tastes, while the bathroom is more generic and is just meant to be relaxing and efficient.' My AI Core informs me as I moan loudly from the now intense nether pain. Fuck oh god I'm turned on so much and it's barely 10 AM. I'm reminded of how much of a freak I am as I struggle to drop my pants. I strip off my jacket and shirt first, leaving my blue bra the only thing that's covering my breasts. I'm gonna piss myself soon oh god oh shit. I try to hold it but fuck... it hurts so bad. I manage to fumble and drop my pants, but seconds later urine begins to come out of me in full force. Fuck fuck! I quickly run to the toilet as urine dribbles onto the tiles below me and I position my blue panties over the big potty drain as my piss comes out in a tidal wave. I'm moaning and crying out like crazy, it feels so good to soak my panties with pee... My aching pussy finally feels some relief. I thank it by slipping a hand into the front of my underwear and rubbing myself like crazy. I moan more as my urine forces itself out of me. Fuck I love this. After all my bladder is basically just a massive water bottle and I'm pouring myself a big cup of hot tea right now. Aaaah... yeah... dammit. The pleasure of pissing myself always gets me so worked up. I love the feeling of having wet panties cling onto my privates, like they're giving me oral in their own way. And oh how wonderful it is too feel the warmth of my piss slowly drip through the fabric and onto my inner thighs. It makes me even wetter. Once the wave of my pee subsides even though my horniness does not, I pull my dirty wet panties off and slowly sink myself into my new tub. Oh god it feels so good. I can feel myself being so thoroughly cleaned and it feels amazing. I unhook my bra and cast it onto my pile of clothes and I let my hard nipples enjoy the hot water as well. I moan with pleasure. The steam feels so good on my skin and fur. I begin to play with my clit and asshole, trying to give both of my sex holes an equal amount of self love. I slip a finger inside my anus and wiggle it around, making sure my rectum has the best cleaning possible. Oh fuck it feels amazing. I insert another one into my pussy and fidget with it too, spreading my juices throughout the warm water. My slit feels so full of joy that I cum really quickly. I moan loudly as I shoot loads of my girlcum into the... jizzcuzi? Nah... not naming it that. Oh god. It was such a strong orgasm that ripped through me I can't help but smile as my entire body quakes from the pleasure. I laugh at the thought of this being my home for the next year. I can't wait to see how much stuff I can enjoy, how many sinful delicacies I will partake in. I mean yeah I'm basically back in school and that will suck but... at least it'll be training my body to be stronger. I will be tougher than them all. I'll win the twelve competitions and be the best Reaper on Earth. They'll have to respect me then. The thought of me killing my parent's today... doesn't even enter my head. And sadly, it wouldn't for quite a long time.
  4. Chapter 5: Being Buried Alive is Actually Fun?! Who Knew? Jason and I ran into the collapsing skyscraper. Do not ask me why. We thought it'd be safer than being outside on the street I guess. But that doesn't matter anymore. After about five seconds of us bolting inside like idiots the lobby floor beneath our feet crumbled away and we fell down a few basement floors. After regenerating our leg bones and other broken shit, a few minutes later we were very lucky and ended up in one safe corner of said basement. Lucky that our heads and cores didn't get crushed I mean. I had to sever my leg and regenerate a new one, that wasn't fun. Jason also had to regrow his one arm up to the elbow so we both fucked up our bodies hard today. Get your mind outta the sewers you perverts you. We only had about maybe seventy square feet of walking room, probably less. We could see the aging daylight coming in through a massive pile of debris that blocked off our path so that was good, fresh oxygen and all that. The problem was, we couldn't reach it or climb up there. All the huge slabs of rubble around us were too big to move. It'd take alot of effort to dig ourselves out and I don't even know if we have the adequate tools to do so. We are trapped. The rubble just keeps growing and growing as the building continues to collapse. After about ten minutes, the ground finally stops shaking from the impacts of tons and tons of debris hitting well, everything. After that sound dies down we occasionally hear more distant explosions. Extra missiles coming into Dallas I guess. Perfect. I sigh as I look through my backpack. seven bottles of water, four cans of food. A single pair of panties and a bra. I was gonna loot more clothing today but fuck, guess that's not gonna happen now. Water. Oh god water. What will we do when we have to piss?! Oh... oh no. Jason's gonna have to poo sometime isn't he? Oh god I don't want to have to smell that. We could be down here for a long while. Shit. Literally. "I wonder who attacked this building," Jason says rather casually after he gets his arm back, his voice as gruff as always. I don't find it sexy at all. Nope, not at all. "Was it a US Missile? Was it attack sent by another country? Terrorists? Rebels?" "I dunno, maybe someone was targeting the alien spacecraft and missed... a lot of shots." That's the best explanation I can come up with on the spot but who the fuck actually knows. I look at the internet on my Core's HUD for info about the attack but I found nothing. Whatever was happening here hadn't been made public yet or maybe it never will be. Maybe it's too soon for the news to spread? Probably. It's only been about fifteen minutes since we've been down here. Few people outside of the USA probably care about us anymore really. "It will be dark soon. We should decide how much of our flashlight's power we'll use, if any at all." I try to remain logical on the outside, even though I know I'll have to pee within the hour in all likelihood. "We have plenty of food," says Jason, holding up a silver tin. "So yeah, let's not waste the flashlights tonight." I nod. I guess we should conserve our batteries energy just in case we're trapped down here longer than we should be. It would suck to be stuck here underground and have no light too. Yay distracting myself by thinking of electrical hand torches, woohoo! The two of us start eating a can of food we had with us. He has some kinda pasta while I have peaches. Great supper. Love it. I'm starting to forget what a warm homecooked meal tastes like. I'm so sick of this kind of bland nourishment. Come to think of it... the last warm meal I had was with Jason. Hmm. It was at this moment when he realized what I had awhile ago. His mind must have clearly been in the clouds... or maybe on some more important things I didn't think of, I don't know. "Yeah shit... I just realized... small space... is gonna make going to the washroom... difficult." He audibly gulps and I can't help but chuckle. "Yeah no shit sherlock." I tease with an evil grin on my face. "I started dreading that when the building finally stopped crumbling down." We're like three basement levels deep, maybe four. It's not like we can claw ourselves out of here in a day and not have to piss out a flaming hose of horny juice by then. Even so, Jason starts panicking abit and clawing at the now reddish light hole coming from the setting sun. "Oh god we could be stuck down here for weeks!" Jason barks. "Probably." I take my biggest combat knife I have with me and begin to chip away at the floor in the southern "corner" of the room. I think we're caged in the north-east corner right now but I'm not entirely sure. Pretty sure it's that though, judging from the angle of the sunlight coming in and the orientation of the two walls meeting behind us. Anyway I keep picking away at the basement's floor, trying to make a decent sized hole. Jason, after shouting and scratching his fingers down to the bone several times, finally gives up trying to escape for now as he sits down and lets his hands regenerate fully. I don't know why he did that, the pain must've been awful unless he has some sort of pain nullifying skill. "What're you doing?" He says as I'm pretty sure he's staring directly as my ass as I continue to pull the floor away haphazardly. "Making a toilet of sorts." I say rather nonchalantly, "If we piss on the flat concrete it'll quickly spread out to all our current living space. Neither of us would want that. Plus you need a place to poop so..." "Don't you mean we need a place?" Jason inquires, confused. Oh. Shit. I forgot he doesn't know about my super ability that allows me to never have to drop turds. "No I uhh." I usher out a loud fake cough. "One of my abilities is that I never have to uhh, take a shit again." Jason just stares at me dumbfounded. "Really? You unlocked such an ability? How many souls it cost you?" "Don't remember. It was very cheap though, like 200 souls or something." I casually reply. "Why didn't you tell me? I can easily afford that... phew... no feces here." Jason says as he sighs deeply. A few seconds later, I hear a very loud fart coming from Jason's side of the room. I drop the knife and laugh hysterically. I forgot that happened to me too when I first unlocked that skill. Oh god it smells awful. Stinky. Stinky boy. "What the fuck?" Jason is blushing such a bright shade of red that he may as well be... a police siren... or something. I suck with words ok? Fuck off. I finally manage to stop laughing when my stomach starts to hurt too much. Oh god that was hilarious. Laughing out loud at a loud fart... I must be eleven years old again. "Yeah the ability only stops you from pooping. It doesn't effect your gas or your liquid..." I realize I'm explaining what my body does to him so I stop myself in my tracks. Fuck. My stomach rumbles. It's only been like ten minutes since we ate but I can already feel the urine pressing against the inner walls of my bladder. Another side effect of this ability is that you have to urinate alot more than the average person. But I'm sure Jason will realize that soon as well, if he cares enough to look it up on his skill list or whatever. If I know him as well as I think I do, he'll probably just ignore it for now. After the smell of Jason's flatulence has disappeared mostly, I keep digging our crude potty out of the stone cold Steve Austin floor. I swear he's still enjoying the view of my glorious butt. What a prick. And I'm stuck with him in a tight space. This will force us to basically sleep side by side which we've never done before. I've been horny for Jason for what feels like ever but it's only been for a little over six weeks since we met. He's shown no romantic interest in me... so why the hell am I so turned on right now? Fuck. I guess it's just because we're trapped down here underground with no escape, like some porno fantasy. Maybe that makes sense, maybe not. It's probably just my overactive libido and nothing more. It's June by the way so... still two months left of me being in heat. Great. Jason comes up from behind me and helps me dig with his own improvised tool, some kinda ice pick or screwdriver I think. A thought enters my mind... I don't care about how this sounds. This is too fucking funny. I can't stop laughing. We're literally working together in a small space, digging out our peepee hole. Yes I have the maturity of an eleven year old as I said before piss off. Oh god I need to have a piss off right about now. "What's so funny?" He questions rather bluntly. Same old Jason... not seductive or romantic in the least. Geez my taste in males is awful. "Uhm... we're digging out a pit to piss into... yeah." My mind races for something else to say before I burst out laughing again. "Do you want to watch-" Good job Vaine, great thing you said. Best line ever, 10/10. Oh god now I'm blushing hard and my pussy is quivering and asking for desperate relief. Fuck my life. Jason laughs loudly as he stares at me and continues to work with his screwdriver. He's wearing a huge smug smile on his face. Great. Now we've both been super embarrassed in one day and our score is back to even. Dammit I wanna be ontop! Not like that- shit. We keep digging for about five more minutes and we hit a large metal pipe. This means there's a drainage system here. It could be part of the old sewer system for this building... and it may be an option for getting us out of here. Only issue would be is if we can cut a hole into it that'd be big enough for us to get through with our inadequate set of tools. My vagina vibrates with pain again and I groan lightly. It hurts so much. I really have to pee. I'm distracted and Jason is doing most of the work now. I have no idea what he's thinking about but he seems focused. His cheeks are flushed a deep red hue now as well. He's looking up at me as he continues to work, a smile still plastered across his face from what I said earlier. I can feel my heartbeat quicken ever so slightly when I look at him. "I uhh, really have to go." I mumble as I do a not-so-subtle desperation dance. Jason just smiles and says "Alright, the pipe has a few small holes and cracks in it anyway so... the makeshift toilet shouldn't overflow when we use it." I nod, my stomach is making a obvious and loud gurgling noises. My bladder feels like it's gonna burst at any moment. Without really thinking too hard I unbutton my pants and let them drop to the ground with a clink. Jason just looks at me and my white panties for what feels like ages. Oh shit, this is the first time he's seen me... without pants. The nerves in my skin crawl like spiders walking all over me but I manage to remain calm on the outside. "Alright," He finally says as he stands up and lets me get near the tiny hole we dug. He continues to stare at me, seemingly undressing me with his eyes. I squirm even more and more as my peepee dance grows stronger. Gah this is sexual torture! This should be illegal! "Why're you still looking?!" I yell in frustration as the burning in my nether region intensifies. "Didn't you want me to watch you pee?" Jason says as he crosses his arms. "You know, for safety reasons of course." His eyes are locked on my pussy and he's staring intently. I can't stop myself from shivering slightly. I'm so flushed with embarrassment but my primal need to piss finally grows too strong. With a whimper I drop my white panties down onto the floor. He's looking at me! Looking at my black slit! No one else has ever seen it before. Oh god... Am I having another naughty dream? I don't seem to be. I squat lightly over the toilet as I notice Jason's boner through his pants. Freaking pervert. What an asshole. I hate you so much. I try to pee to relieve this arousing pain but nothing comes out, not even a trickle. Damn this hurts! Why is this so hard? Jason is just standing there with his hands behind his back now, his chest heaving ever so slightly as he watches me failing to empty my bladder, like some kinda sexy movie rogue. Curse you Jack Sparrow! What? Ahh fuck... "Maybe seeing mine will make you feel more comfortable?" He says with surprising sexual authority as he drops his pants and his boxers with one motion, releasing his full 5 inch erection to the world. Wait 5 inches? That little tiny pecker I saw earlier today grew to that?! What? Maybe his limp dick was just hidden behind loads of pubic fur who the fuck knows. I don't understand the male body at all do I? My pussy spasms violently as I spread my legs, giving Jason a better view. Oh god oh fuck I wanna piss! Let me pee dammit! His dick is green, same shade and color as his hair and nails... that's Jason's actual dick. Not the fake one from my night movies but the real deal. Oh shit. My mouth waters, my pussy aches, and my nipples harden. It feels like my heart is about to beat its way right outta my chest. How can this little thing do all of that? And what the fuck am I supposed to say to him now? Oh god my bladder clearly has no vacancy and yet none of the golden guests want to leave. This sucks. Sucks so much, fuck! He sits on the floor, erection in hand, getting as close as possible to my swollen beaten down pussy. "Do you want me to-" Jason's voice breaks off abruptly. "To help you out?" Oh god no! I'm gonna die from embarrassment. No no no- "Yeah," I yip out quietly as my entire body goes rigid even more than before. I feel his hot breath on my privates as he stares at my wet black pussy. He moves his face closer to my exposed sex, then licks his lips, and takes a deep inhale of my scent. His nose bumps against my clit and I moan loudly. Fuck it hurts! Piss can come out of my cunt any day now! That would be nice. Come on... why won't my body let me urinate?! This feels agonizingly bad. Is Jason trying to help me or torture me? In a few seconds I have my answer. He begins to massage my vulva's outer edges softly. Oh... that feels so nice and he's not even really touching anything. I'm going to go crazy if he keeps that up. It's almost enough to make me ignore the now debilitating pain. Almost... but nah not really. Fuck... ahh... my vagina is still lit from top to bottom, like a burning torch that's pressed against it like some kinda fucked up torture chamber. This sucks so bad but at least Jason is here. He takes off my shirt with his other hand and I comply, leaving me with nothing on except my white bra, my nipples are poking hard through the fabric. He continues to massage my pussy gently as his face changes to something warm and intimate. "You don't have to be embarrassed." He remarks. "Your beautiful..." "Then why haven't we made love before?" I whimper with pain-filled tears in my eyes. "Why'd you make me wait? You made me think that you were gay or something, which would be fine, but you never said a damn thing!" "I uhh... was scared to be... be with someone again. I'm... I'm sorry." Jason assures me as his nether massaging grows from a slow pace to a medium one. "But uhh, once we got stuck down here I realized... that being afraid... of you... was so damn stupid and silly of me." I manage to smile. "I really really like you... even though you're an awful piece of shit." I chuckle lightly. My entire body is engulfed in flames of arousal by this point. Is... is this.. happiness? Or is this just lustful desires finally being fulfilled? Desires of only a month in a half but still. I've wanted to be intimate with Jason for awhile. We're clearly gonna fuck once I'm done urinating, judging from his raging boner and our confessional conversation. My pussy feels so good despite the absurdly skyrocketing pain. I take a couple deep breaths as I finally allow my privates to let loose their armies. Piss gushes out of me like an atom bomb and covers Jason's fingers. He simply laughs and stands up, clearly enjoying the show. "Finally." He smirks, clearly proud of himself. I literally howl with relief the millisecond my golden lady juice exits my slit. The pleasure that my bladder feels right now is just out of this world, the euphoria I'm experiencing now is amazing. I wanna cum so badly but my desire to just enjoy myself peeing is stronger right now. Jason... is watching me... seeing everything. Nothing is being left to his imagination. I continue to urinate, the flow doesn't die down at all. In fact my pulsing piss jet feels more intense than ever, so much so that I'm pretty sure most of it is leaving the confines of the stone porta-potty and splattering onto the floor where we'll later sleep. I can't believe how good this feels. The burning in my urethra is now a numbing pleasure that won't die down. Jason's mouth is just agape, like he's never seen something quite like this before as I continue to shudder with relief. He puts his erect dick directly in the line of fire of my pee stream and he's clearly enjoying my inner warmth that is spilling out of me. A small part of me wants to stop peeing so I can kiss him, but the other larger part of me just wants to relieve this tension that I accidently built up for myself. I moan in a very unladylike manner as I open my dirty filthy cunt with two of my fingers, giving an even better view of my interior lady bits. I'm panting heavily as I squeeze my urethra muscles tighter and release what feels like gallons of hot piss onto Jason's cock. It runs down over his length, and he gasps as it splashes against his balls. He moans with pleasure and I smile happily at the stupid goofy look on his face. He seems to enjoy watching me piss so much as his eyes never leave mine as he strokes his hard cock. My body feels so alive, it feels like my heart is beating out of my chest. I can't believe I'm actually peeing on somebody who I like, it's as if I'm marking my territory and saying he belongs to me now. A few seconds pass and my piss fountain finally starts to slow down. However, I continue to spray out globs of urine as I seemingly force them into existence. I'm breathing heavily and I can't stop myself. This feeling of pleasure from peeing... I don't want it to end it feels too good. I'm such a freak and I love it. I'm so horny and I just wanna fuck Jason so bad right now! My pussy is a sopping mess of girlcum and piss at this point. After about ten more seconds sadly I'm finally finished draining my bladder and I let out a loud victory sigh as my legs finally stop quaking and regain their strength. "Oh... oh my god," Jason pants from arousal. "You're so hot." I smile back at him and begin to dry off his shaft and my pussy with my cast away panties. They're so wet, warm and gross but I feel super sexy by just looking at them. I fling the sopping precum undies down into the toilet and it lands on the broken pipe as kiss Jason lewdly. My body shudders every time his lips touch mine, like a glorious spring breeze that just relaxes the shit out of you. I can feel my swollen kitty throbbing, asking for something new. Jason hands slide up along my black furred sides and shoulders as he pushes my head down towards his cock. I don't know what else to do, so I go along with it. As soon as my canine lips touch his penis I realize just how big it is up close. Again such a nice package from a small... mailbox? I gasp at the thought of how this would feel inside of me and then shudder again as I begin to suck him dry. It feels like we're in heaven! The taste is sweet and salty at the same time, I love it so much, tastes almost exactly like my favorite flavor of junk food. Who knew I've been eating chips that taste like dick for my whole life?! Ahem, moving on. Jason encourages me further as he grabs my hair tightly. My pussy continues to melt in the open air. I moan softly around his shaft as I try to get it down my throat as far as possible. He thrusts into my mouth eagerly, his hips buckling. Oh my god this is so fucking good! His balls are rubbing against my chin now and I fondle them eagerly. This brand new experience for me is great. I want to make him cum so badly. He pulls himself out of my jaws though and I sigh lightly. I don't have to wait long for the next stage though as Jason takes off my bra and pins me against the wall. He smiles at the sight of my boobs which feature black nipples and white fur. He kisses my breast affectionately as our bodies entwine as close as they possibly can. We're both utterly naked now. His shaft is teasing my dripping cunt as I smile. I could think of a million better places to lose my virginity than in this underground hellhole... but I'm glad I'm here now... with him. He leans forward ever so slightly as he kisses my neck, then my cheek as his Cheeto flavored cock easily slides into my wet slit. Fuck it feels so good. It hurts somewhat, but it's nothing compared to the agonizing pain of being unable to urinate. His hard member rubs against my g-spot repeatedly, sending tremors of pleasure throughout my body. Oh fuck yeah... this is sex. I'm actually making love right now. This is so much more insane and real than any other dream could be. He pushes harder, driving himself deep into me as he reaches underneath my ass with his hand. Oh god I'm so tight! His fingers find my asshole and he pushes two of them gently inside, I moan softly at the sensation. My first time getting fucked, a dick in my main hole and digits in the other one. Words can barely describe how horny I'm feeling. His anal probing feels like it comes from the gods, so much so that I can't handle it and my mind goes almost completely blank. "Jason!" I gasp out between deep long breaths. "I- I'm gonna-" His hand moves up my stomach to my chest and he grab onto my breast tightly. His other arm is around me to hold my hips in place while he continues to pierce into me with all his might. I can't endure it anymore, the pressure built up in my little kitty is just too hot. My vagina feels like its going to erupt any second now and I can feel myself begin to cum on his cock. I squeeze my eyes shut, moaning loudly as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes down upon me. Every inch of my being feels electrified, I just wanna cum forever as I cry out with blissful moans. I hear Jason's voice through my foggy vision. "Don't stop now!" The only thing that comes to my mind at this moment is "fuck yes please don't stop". I can't even remember if I said those words out loud or not, but I'm pretty sure he knew what I meant. He continues to pump into me faster and faster as my orgasm still rages out of control. When Jason cums inside of me, I feel his slick sperm shoot itself all the way into the back of my womb. Oh god that feels amazing. So thick, so warm... so hot! My entire body goes limp as the pleasure becomes too intense for me to endure. All I can do is hang there on Jason's arm while I catch my breath. "You're incredible," Jason whispers into my ear. "That couldn't have been your first time." "It was." I take in a deep swig of air, Jason clearly enjoying the sight of my breasts natural movement. "No way... really?" He looks at me incredulously. "Well yeah..." I reply simply. "Before I was a Reaper I had no interest in sex. Now it's half of what I think about. Ok more than half." Jason laughs as he faces the toilet, and orders me to stand over it with my bare butt facing him. I'm still super horny and I comply without saying a word. He clearly is as well, as his member is still rock hard even as some of his semen is still coming out. "Female Reapers can't get pregnant apparently, at least that's what my core is saying." Jason informs me. "You want to keep going I assume?" I grin devilishly at the thought. The sun has gone down by this point, so the only moonlight we can detect is enhanced by our natural night vision. We can barely see each other due to the very low amount of light but we can our vision is good enough to still have fun. Jason slaps my bare buttcheek hard a couple of times and it feels really good. He puts his dick in between my asscheeks and I yelp happily in surprise. "If this is your first time we need to make it memorable in this shithole of a place. I'd have loved to fuck you in my bed at homebase but uhh, guess that'll have to wait." He smirks, I think. His rockhard dick in between my fat cheeks feels great. He rubs my backside's entrance firmly with his thumb and I let out a deep sigh. "If we can't take a dump anymore, may as well use the dumpster for.. something else." He laughs and groans rather loudly. "I have to piss out a waterfall... but you don't mind being my anthro toilet do you?" My eyes light up and I simply nod my head. He sticks the tip of his warm hard cock into my super tight anus and it feels nice. However, what comes next feels outstanding. Jason grunts louder and louder and eventually laughs. "Here it comes." He states rather calmly. Within an instant my anal cavity begins to fill up with his piss. It feels so divine that I cry out in pleasure as my bowels start to swell up with urine. My pussy is dripping wet so I touch myself and moan loudly as Jason's garden hose continues to fill my reardoor up like a waterbed. The entire process doesn't take very long, just about fifteen seconds to fill me up. The piss starts to leak out of my butthole loudly with a loud hissing noise, like a broken faucet being turned on. I smile and lean against the wall. The feeling of the warm piss inside of me makes my body tingle as Jason keeps his pee flow going, the sound of him urinating into my filled-to-the-brim insides is incredibly erotic. Once Jason seems like he's almost done pissing he pulls himself out of me and his warm piss gushes out of my rectum like a yellow enema. I cry out with orgasmic bliss as the release of pressure is too much and I cum hard as I feel Jason's penis inside my pussy again. He groans with delight as my spasming privates clench around his throbbing member and he grits his teeth and looks down at me lustfully. "Enjoyed your piss enema a little bit too much there did you?" He teases me mercilessly as my anus is still draining itself and probably will be for awhile. I grab his balls in response and squeeze. "You know it... ugh I can't stop cumming!" Jason moves one of his hands to my mouth and he kisses me deeply. Our tongues entwine and we both moan loudly as I feel my cunt asking for it and seemingly sucking on Jason's dick as if it were a second mouth. My eyes dart up towards Jason's face, watching him intently. I love how intense he is right now. His body is still shaking from my orgasmic rush but I'm sure he's enjoying himself just as much as I am. I feel even more sperm tadpoles enter my uterus and I squeal with delight. He thrusts into me forcefully now, driving his cock deep into my body. We both moan loudly, our bodies writhing together in ecstasy. Jason pulls his face back slightly and grunts. "FUCK!" His voice echoes off the walls, and a few seconds later he begins to fill me up with even more of his hot semen. Back to back orgasms for him hmm? Nice. I've lost count of mine. My hips are shivering so intensely that my whole body feels numb. I try to move but my legs are not responding. I can feel his seed moving through me like liquid fire, but it only adds to the pleasure I'm feeling. It feels like a nice warm blanket beside a fireplace inside of me, and my womb is completely filled. *** After our rather absurd fuckfest, I lay down ontop of Jason after we both drink an entire bottle of water and we fall asleep naked in each others arms. When I wake up he is snoring gently next to me as the early sun rays pierce what little sky I can see. My breasts and stomach are sticky with cum, and my thighs are still sore. I feels so good though. I pull some food out of my bag, a can of corn and I begin to eat it while casually peeing on the floor, I doubt either of us care anymore. Jason looks over at me with sleepy eyes as he sits up slowly. "Good morning Miss Pissy," Jason smiles, rubbing my arm. "Sleep well?" "Uh huh... I'm sorry you had to take the concrete floor." I reply with genuine sympathy. "Can't be helped until we get outta this hellhole." We spend the next couple of days naked, it's just the two of us and I only have a single set of spare underwear in my bag. During that time we decide to only eat one can a day, to save on food. We're hungry and it sucks but our sex is still great. On the third full day of being underground we finally dig our toilet bowl hole enough that we can slip through it. The drainage pipe has collapsed at all 3 exits though unfortunately so there's nothing down here except stale pisswater. Gross. If we didn't smell bad before we sure as hell do now. We're so filthy with dirt, dust, cum and piss that we needed a bath last weekend. Nevertheless we don't really care and continue to fuck our smelly asses off anyways. On the fifth day, our drinking water supply is low, so we need to get out of here right quick. We wouldn't die from dehydration since our cells constantly regenerate but still being super thirsty 24/7 doesn't sound fun at all. Thankfully by day seven, we're finally free and enjoying the warm summer sun on our filthy furry bodies. We find more food and water at a Walmart and eat and drink until we're full, before heading towards the river for a much needed bath. Along the way we spot several more skyscrapers that were once standing before but are now mere husks of their former selves. The red alien spaceship is still hovering in the exact same spot as it always has been. When we reach the river, we place our food filled backpacks and weapons to the side and pull out a bunch of soap that we also looted from the big bad blue corporation. We walk down a set of stairs that descend into the river, so we can stand on them and go in slowly. I giggle like a little girl when my foot touches the cool, refreshing water. It looks slightly dirtier than before but still fairly clean, must be all the dust in the air slowly settling from the recent missile attack. Damn. When the bottom of my asscheeks touch the water's surface, I look at Jason seductively. He pulls out a bar of soap, makes it wet and then begins to soap up my butt affectionately. "You really know how to treat a lady, Jason." I whisper to him with a grin. I sigh happily in response as his bubbly hands work their way around my body. His hand slips between my legs and I let out an excited yelp as he cleans me there too. I enjoy slathering his chest and cock with soap as well and we both start to smell like not shit. We tease each others nipples and assholes, loving it all the while. We don't like climax or anything though, we want to save that for later tonight. We spend almost half an hour in the river washing off all the grime from our long stay underground, until we finally emerge on the other side feeling refreshed and clean. Bath quest completed! What?! No achievement? 'No.' Kay. The sun is setting over the horizon and the city is bathed in a beautiful orange glow. Well it would be pretty if it wasn't a smoldering ruin but you know. We head to a clothing store, one we've shopped at a few times and we enjoy playing dress-up with each other this time. Jason picks out a green pair of panties and a bra for me to wear, of course he does, along with a super short mini-skirt that barely covers my crotch and for sure leaves my asscheeks exposed. He also puts me in a charming little yellow tanktop with rainbows on it. It's so colorful that I could puke. I dress him in basically all black, making him look as much like an original Matrix character as possible. Jason hasn't seen those movies so I slap him playfully for his movie sin. The sun has set completely by this point so we pull out our flashlights and make the thirty minute trek back to his homebase. Along the way I mention the school that I originally made my base at and says he knows where it is, so tomorrow he promises that we'll go and get my stuff. Damn Jason you be like a anthro GPS or something, he always seems to know where we are and we've never gotten lost. His navigation skills are far above mine for sure. After we grab my stuff... well I guess we'll just have to keep looking for any signs of someone who possibly made the monstrous animal mutants from Anthro Smoothie mush. Yeah that's still the plot right now. Yup. Speaking of plot, Jason and I haven't found any more sacks of corpse goo. All the "new" ones we've found have been like egg shells without the yolk, which is why we think someone else is using it to make those... things. Anyway we'll get back to it soon... just let us enjoy ourselves for now dammit. When we arrive at his outpost, which is a basic highschool, He turns on a gas powered generator that is near the indoor pool. It... feels good to be back here again, probably because I know what's coming for dessert. We make our way to the locker rooms in the back, where he sleeps and keeps his personal belongings. I guess in a couple days, my stuff will be here as well. Along almost the entire side of one wall there's a bunch of like... cubby hole bunk beds? Not sure what they're called. It's basically just two extra long sleeping tubes stacked on top of one another and it's stuffed with blankets in the higher futons and at the one lower end. Knowing how good Jason is with his hands, I wouldn't be surprised if he made it himself somehow. Ahem... anyway. We put our gear and packs down and settle in. Jason strips down to his dark boxers, peeling the seemingly endless layers of emo black clothing off of him. Ok I may have gone too far with that. Once he's done I tease him slowly, although maybe not slowly enough. I play around with the bottom fabric of my yellow rainbow tank top, showing off my white bellybutton and the fur around it. I pull it up over my head and cast it onto the floor as I coax my lover to lay down onto the bottom bunk. He watches me eagerly as I peel off my miniskirt, his small half chub erection grows as he sees my lime-green colored panties. I position my ass over his crotch and begin to tease his cock by rubbing our underwear together while I'm in the cowgirl position. "You wanna let me see how good you taste?" I growl as I start to rub his shaft through his boxers with my hands. Jason nods silently, his mouth hanging open as I slip my fingers into his undershorts and pull out his mostly hard green cock. I give him a slow handjob as I run my tongue along the tip of his dick. He groans softly in response as I strive to lick his balls dry before going further up towards the head of his penis. As I'm licking around the head of his cock, Jason's eyes begin to close and I know it won't take him long to cum. He takes the initiative and rips my bra off as I pull away his boxers completely. He forcefully grabs onto my ass through my panties and my entire body quivers. It doesn't take him long to move my undies to the side as he thrusts himself into my wet slit. I gasp and moan in pleasure as I feel his thick shaft inside of me. His hands are strong and I enjoy the way they're gripping my buttcheeks. Oh shit, feels great. "Fuuuck... Jason... fuck me!" I scream as his fingers dig into my fleshy thighs, making my legs quiver in delight. I push my hips back against him and start to hump his dick furiously. My ass is making loud thumping sounds as I continue to ride him. My pussy is absolutely melting right now as well. Cowgirl is honestly one of my favorite positions, being on top of his cock fills out my inner birth canal in all the right places. Jason groans softly as I bounce myself up and down his shaft like a horny teenager at prom. The friction on our skin and fur makes me squeal in delight as we both start to pant heavily. I'm loving every moment of this, I can tell that Jason is enjoying it as much as I am. My pelvis starts to slam into the mattress harder as I lose control, I feel the warm wetness of Jason's semen inside of me as he cries out in ecstasy. I'm not too far behind either. I come undone and scream loudly as I orgasm while bouncing on his dick, my entire body numb from the intense pleasure. We last fucked two days ago but you know, feels fantastic every single time. Although we enjoy our pissplay much more, we've agreed to not do it in our bedroom where we actually sleep. Anywhere else in this god forsaken city is free game though. Jason kisses my neck softly, before pulling out of me. I turn around to face him, smiling widely. His penis is glistening with sweat and my juices, I can't help but lick his dick clean, which he likes quite a lot. He kisses me deeply and we fall asleep after that. *** After a restful horny sleep, we wake up again and both of our bladders are aching badly, so we go out of our makeshift bedroom and head to the pool. It looks all dirty and gross so no one should ever swim in it anymore, but somehow it looks rather pretty in the moonlight. It's not night right now though it's morning, durr. Jason is wearing his black boxers, I'm only wearing my green panties. We decide to have a pee holding contest, loser has to walk the entire way back to my school naked. It sounds sadistic and fun so we do it. I spread my legs and aim my kitty towards the pool, while Jason sits down beside me in much of the same unflattering position. We both writhe around for awhile, trying to ignore our ache that is slowly growing. My nipples harden and my anus clenches up. I'm not going to lose. "You got this!" He grins at me encouragingly with a wicked grin. "Fuck you..." I say playfully. "This- ah, was a horrible idea." We both laugh. After several seconds pass I notice Jason is really feeling sore. He looks so cute when he's desperate. I feel a sharp jolt in my pussy about a minute later and I guess I too have a worried look on my face as my legs start to quiver uncontrollably. "I'm not going to pee, I'm not gonna pee, I am not pissing... will not urinate..." I talk to myself in a vain, hey that's my misspelled name, attempt to stop myself from going weewee. Jason laughs at my expense and I reply with a middle finger. He's clearly enjoying this, his dick is rock hard despite the primal need to drain his snake. After about ten minutes of us both sitting there awkwardly clutching our crotches, my bladder can hold out no longer. "Fuck fuck fuck!" I cry out in agony and in pleasure... "No no... ahhh... dammit..." My piss dam shatters and my panties are basically instantly soaked. Jason looks at my wet camel toe with admiration as piss splays out of my privates wildly. He watches as it mostly splashes into the pool and creates a tiny stain of yellow before disappearing within seconds of landing. "Fff... ffff... you... fuck... yeeaaah..." I'm trying to hold back laughter but I can't help myself, damn I just love pissing too much! It doesn't take him long to make an even bigger impact as he pulls out his dragon and fires away. We both sigh with relief as we pee to our heart's content. It feels so nice, I love wetting my panties almost as much as I love killing. Jason takes his time though, his stream goes far and wide across the entire pool area and he even urinates onto the opposite side of the deck like god damn the aim you can get with a penis is so unfair. The pool starts to glow a little more green as more and more of our piss is taken in, it's still largely dark blue though. Jason then stands up, and begins to walk towards the edge of the pool where I'm sitting and we share a kiss as he helps me up. "Well, heave ho." He snickers as he pulls off my green panties rather forcefully. I yelp in surprise and embarrassment, not sure why I feel the latter. Damn you primal instincts! I take my panties from his grubby paws and throw them into the pool, where they will remain until the end of time I'm sure. "Now you'll have to be naked for the rest of the day young lady. Let's get your stuff from your school shall we?" Jason laughs as he smacks my ass. Ugh, no fair... I almost had him. All I'm allowed to wear is my sword and its belt. Everything else is being left here. Jason will carry our supplies of food and water for the day while I will have to carry my stuff back so... yeah. We both go up to the roof for breakfast and I try to get used to being naked while the bastard Jason is fully clothed. Dammit all why'd it have to end this way?!
  5. Chapter 2: OP Powerup Method or Life-Threatening Insanity? I am deeply disturbed by what I am seeing. Some kinda pulsing red alien egg thing, I don't even know what to make of it. It looks so gross and ominous and yet doesn't seem to smell like much of anything. On top of that it seems to be defying gravity itself, that or it's loosely clinging to a side of a building, hard to tell from this angle. "Hey me!" I shout rather strongly. "Do you know what the fuck this thing is?" 'No. But we think us have an idea. It's full of soul energy. Our theory is that the Sentinels transported hundreds of infected bodies here, refined them and put them into storage for use by Reapers.' "I'm sorry but what the fuck?" I blurt out. "You telling me that there's hundreds of anthro smoothies just floating around inside this alien ball sack without a penis? I think I may actually throw up." 'We won't know until we try. This may be a way for us to finally get enough soul energy for some abilities.' "Dammit me and my... logic." I sigh. "But how do you expect me to get up there?" 'If we go to the second story window we should be able to reach the goo from there.' "Perfect." I say sarcastically. I make my way into the nearby structure, which is a torn up parking lot with several floors. I walk up towards the incubating cocoon while I start getting seriously sick to my stomach. As I get closer I can see it pulsating and bulging like it's an overgrown tumor. Gross. I start to notice bloody skid marks below my feet, all of which lead to the alien sack of flesh. "Oh, hell." I groan and take a moment to vomit onto the ground. The liquid inside looks like mostly blood but mixed with greenish-yellow goop and something that could be considered a semi-solid form. The jelly seems to have the consistency of thick mud or wet cement or something but it still doesn't have a scent to it at all. "You really think eating this will give us soul power?" I question while trying to back myself out of the corner I made for myself. "I'm not really feeling it." 'It's not like we'll die. Just try it.' My inner voice urges me on and I sigh. I stick my hand inside. It feels like weeks old soggy cum that was boiled in a pot on the stove. Dear god it's like the least pleasant feeling in the world. I really really don't wanna eat this. But I force my eyes closed and bring a chunk of it to my face and gobble it down quickly. It feels... not as bad going down my throat. And it tastes... like nothing. Huh. Strange. 'We gained 25 soul energy from that amount of... what did we call it? Anthro Smoothie? Sure let us go with that.' Twenty five?! Are you kidding me? One mouthful of this tasteless shit is the same as killing twenty five fucking people? What the shit? ... Where has this gross shit been all my life?! This is fucking awesome! I scarf several more handfuls down and nearly choke as I cough violently, the eggsac storage thing has shrunk by maybe five or ten percent. 'Digestive System Restructure Level 1 unlocked.' The AI Chirps in an official manner. 'Wha- What was that?" I ponder. 'That was the ability we requested the day we met.' My inner voice replies. 'We will no longer have to go poop. But as a consequence your urination rate will rise to about 300% of what it was previously.' I shout for joy. I've unlocked my first superpower! And... I chose something silly. Oh well. I'll just be happy that I'll never have to wipe my ass anymore, I guess except to clean cum and sweat off of it. But yay! No more smelly butt stuff! As I jump through the air excitedly I feel a large excess of gas exit my anus and I fart so loud that it echoes throughout the parking garage. "What the hell?" I scream with embarrassment as my foul odor reaches my nostrils. "You said I wouldn't have to shit anymore!" 'Correct. We'll no longer excrete solid waste. We didn't say anything about gas. To do so, we'd probably have to level up the ability to level 3 or 4. Something like that would be fairly complicated and require a lot more souls to unlock.' I kinda laugh half heartedly at that explanation. Of course, I'm an idiot. There's three states of matter, solid, liquid and gas. They teach you that basic science shit in what, kindergarten? And I only said I wanted to convert the solid waste into liquid urine... not everything else. What my core is saying makes perfect sense... although I do not like it. Oh well. 'We'd better eat the rest of this Anthro Smoothie. We can use all the energy we can get. Maybe we'd actually like to spend it on a combat ability of some sort this time?' "Sure sure yeah whatever, we'll discuss it tonight when we return to the safety of our base." I stay there for about an hour, just munching down on pureed corpses. Yay. Delish. My stomach starts to hurt alot and expand but I'm told by the AI that it's safe to keep going. So I do. When I'm finished I look down at my belly and it looks like I'm about 8 months pregnant. I'm also feeling really sick but I don't throw up. "Are you sure that this was a good idea?" I half mumble like my mouth is full. "I don't feel so good at all." 'We'll be fine once we purge our system. Sending it out now. We may wanna drop our pants.' Wait what? I barely have enough time to process what the AI is saying to me before I feel an immense wave of pain, pleasure and pressure fill up my pussy in seconds. The feeling becomes too intense for me to bear and I just barely undo my belt buckle and jean button when my piss starts to spray out of me like a rocket engine taking off into space. Ok not literally but damn the pissing is insanely intense. The urine comes out of me so fast and hot that it actually hurts as it soaks my leather jeans and panties around my crotch and lower butt almost instantly. Several streams of urine escape down my pant legs and onto the hard concrete below. These pants are filthy and clingy now. I feel my stomach deflate ever so slightly as another massive wave of golden lady juice escapes my slit. I cry out in agony and orgasmic pleasure as I fall onto my ass, losing all my strength in my shuddering legs. A new experience was happening to me at this moment in time... the most insane pissfest of my life so far. I guess I signed up for this though. It feels so good despite the rather intense pain, almost like I'm giving birth to a liquid urine baby. Ok giving birth would probably be worse but I don't fucking know alright? I kick my feet and legs around in an attempt to get my jeans off of me but they only come down about an inch before more urine comes shooting out of my privates like a watersilde. A urineslide if you will. It's so powerful that I can't even stand back up. I just continue to send torrents and torrents of piss out of my pussy. If I dropped my pants and panties into an olympic sized swimming pool they wouldn't get this wet like geez le fucking weeze. I'm so horny and so turned on right now as my nethers send another explosive orgasm-wave throughout my body. After several minutes of spraying piss like a fire hydrant on crack, I finally get myself under control enough to pull down my black panties and dark jeans and throw them away, which are drenched in both piss and cum. I sit there in shock and awe as I continue my epic quest to slay the urination dragon inside my vaginal cave. My stomach is only about 2 months pregnant now so we should be in the final home pissing stretch. Once again I let go with the force of a water cannon and it pours out of me as a steady yellow river. It seems to never stop flowing, I've lost count of how many times I've cum so far. At least it doesn't hurt nearly as much anymore. I just spread my legs wide and try to relax as my entire body feels super exhausted, like I just ran a twenty mile marathon or something. I even stop yelling loudly from orgasmic bliss because my throat is just too tired and sore by this point. As the piss mist slowly dies down I feel a very strong urge to have a nap for some reason. But I can't sleep out here, half naked and on a colder-than-average spring day. Using the concrete wall behind me I struggle to pull myself up onto my wobbly feet. I put my urine soaked pants in my bag but leave the panties behind. I like these jeans alot I don't just want to toss them out ok? I guess I'll just put them into the janitor's washing machine at the school later. What was that about me not wanting to do laundry again? Ahh whatever. I slowly hobble towards the interior of the parking garage as I feel a wave of frighteningly chill air flow through me. I begin to shiver and suddenly I feel very dizzy. The last thing I remember was falling flat on my face with my butt up in the air like a slut. Heh... slut. *** D0min4t3.... "System... offline." Contr0l... "Attempting reboot... failed." Pow3r... "Recalibrating. Recalibration successful, attempting reboot #2" Fe45.... "Reboot successful. Base systems online." 6ickne66... "Regenerating body." F1lth... ... I wake up in a slurry daze. My ass is freezing. In fact, my whole body feels like it's covered in ice. It's painful... like hundreds of invisible bugs are biting me at once. My head is pounding harder than a heavy metal drummer's feet. My vision is blurry as fuck. I look around and notice that the sun has gone down. I must've been out for literally half the day. I stumble my way over to a car and try to open it. It's locked up tight. It's super cold out here. My thin heavy metal band shirt and black bra aren't doing much of anything to keep my tits warm. Not to mention my exposed pussy and anus are chilled to the bone... if they had any. I walk up to three more random cars. Again two of them are locked but the third one opens up thankfully. At least I would be grateful if it didn't smell like a rotten asshole on christmas eve on the inside. My eyes hurt, but my body aches all over from being out in the cold so long. Fuck it, I need shelter. Even if a car isn't ideal it'll be warmer than out here. I climb my way into the back seat and slam the door shut. I can't really feel much of a difference to be honest with you, minus the cold wind of course. "What the fuck is happening to me?" 'Apparently we took in too much soul energy too quickly. Our body couldn't handle the influx of power it and shut down.' "You said we'd be fine! You made me eat that shit and now you're telling me it nearly killed us?" 'We apologize, we didn't realize our body was so weak.' "Fuck you. I'm never trusting you again." 'Fair enough. Don't worry though, we won't die. It'll take our body a few days to recover back to where it was but we can survive this.' "Isn't there anything you can do about this freezing cold? It's agonizingly bad." 'We could have an ability to raise our cold resistance although we expect such a power would take many tens of thousands of souls before it becomes useful.' "Get the basic version of it anyway, anything is better than nothing." 'Cold Resistance Level 1 unlocked.' I feel a very slight warmth wash over me. It's nice but I'm still pretty damn cold. "That's it?" I ask in an annoyed manner. 'As we said, more soul power is needed for stronger version of the ability. We have 745.64 Soul Energy, after spending 489 Souls for level 1. It'll take alot more than that for level 2.' "Fine..." 'May we make a suggestion?' "No, fuck you. I hate your guts." "Let's hear it." 'If we get the Thick Skin Level 1 ability it should nullify some pain, not much but a little bit. It'll cost 700 souls though. The upside is that if we level up this ability a bunch you'll eventually be bulletproof.' "Like Superman?" 'Yes, like Superman.' "Fine... do it." 'Thick Skin Level 1 unlocked.' Almost immediately the rather absurd pain in my ass and crotch lessens. It's still there but instead of a shooting awful pain it's a numbing nibbly pain. It's not much of a difference but it's enough for me to feel some relief as I fall asleep, despite the shitty ass smell of this car. When I wake up it's already morning and it feels much warmer. Not comfortably warm but not cold enough to hurt either. I cough as I open the door and drink my water from my bottle. I piss almost immediately as well, it seems I haven't regained control of my bladder yet. At least it feels nice and warm against my legs... and makes the car smell ever so slightly better than before. I still feel sick but the dizziness and headaches are nearly gone so after about 20 minutes I decide to go out and look for some food and water... and a skirt or something to cover up my beautiful asscheeks with. I try to find the keys for this smelly ass car but no such luck. I doubt I could drive it out of this broken-down parking building anyway. I leave the cold dank garage and head out. After wandering around looking for food and stuff for a few hours, I manage to find a vending machine, some canned peaches and some cheap bottled water. I spend about fifteen minutes sitting down for a quick meal before resuming my search for stuff. I come across a guitar store and outta curiosity I head inside. I never learned how to play guitar. I guess now that I'm immortal I have no excuse to not try. But ahh well. The building is pretty much completely intact, except for one wall of guitars that are just shredded and no I'm not talking about epic solos. After about ten minutes of looking at a bunch of different guitars I pick a Fender Stratocaster with some pretty nice features. Well it's black with red trim, just like me, heh, but yeah I don't know how to play this fucking thing and it's heavy so.. unless I find a working unlocked car or something I'll have to just leave it here. I plug it into a nearby amp and try to fiddle with it as I stroke the strings with my fingers. A loud mess of a noise comes out of the amp that sounds awful. Yeah I have no idea what I'm doing. The guitar is probably completely outta tune anyway. With my interest sated for now I leave the store and look at what other ones are around. I finally find a clothing shop... well a no name Good Will-type thrift store but it counts. I look in the woman's section to try and find a short skirt that's my size. The selection is rather thin and I have a hard time finding anything that looks like something I'd even want to wear. Eventually I manage to find an old black skirt that was buried under some others, it could be punkish if it were torn in some places. But alas I try it on and it fits my fat ass perfectly. Nice. Now I'm finally covered up and can go outside without panties instead of without any bottoms at all. It'll do for now. Don't really wanna wear underwear until my bladder is back under control anyway. I find a modestly thick brown leather jacket and put it on. If I'm gonna feel colder than normal for the next few days it can't hurt to take. I leave the clothing shop and walk through the empty streets and towards a subway station. There's a huge map of the city on display behind some glass or something. I smash the glass and take the poster map out and put it away in my bag, it'll hopefully help me to learn the city layout in the future. Layout... Dammit. I just realized something important. Seriously I'm lost... and I didn't want to admit it until now. Fuck. I've never been in this part of the city in my entire life, I have no idea how to get back to my homebase at school. I've been to the Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport with my parents before but that was a long time ago... and a different part of the city from where I am now. Fuck fuck fuck! I kick a trash can out of frustration, barely caring about my throbbing toe. Then I look at a nearby street sign. It says "Bryant Avenue". I guess I have no choice but to go down this street and see if I can find a landmark I recognize or something. "Oh god I need more food." I cry aloud as my stomach rumbles loudly. I guess with my body recovering from... whatever... it needs to eat more than normal. Let's see if we can find a fast food joint around here that I can raid or something. I find an A&W after looking for about twenty minutes, lets fucking go! Half of the place is torn to shreds but thankfully most of the stoves and the walk in freezer is intact. I grab some buns, heh, and patties from the freezer and cook them up. I don't really know what I'm doing so it's a learn as I'm going kind of thing. Hey I didn't cook much at home besides microwave stuff ok? Piss off. Speaking of pissing, by the time I realize I have to go it's too late. My pussy just urinates on it's own. Dammit! Oh well. I can barely smell my own golden liquid anyway since the scent of the beef is so strong. Yay beef! After I finish gorging myself on mostly badly cooked burgers and getting drunk from all the sugary root beer and cola, I head back outdoors. I take a long hard look around before deciding where to go next. I spot a huge mall that I've never seen before. It looks.. mostly ok so I decide to go inside. The sun is pretty low on the horizon and it'll be dark in a couple hours, this is probably a good a spot as any to spend the night. Besides there is sure to be a wide variety of stores to loot and obviously spending the night outside again would suck ass. I make my way inside and begin to browse some of the businesses. I find a GameStop still intact and it's basically right next to a Best Buy. Hell yeah. It's been a while since I played video games but I guess I can do something to pass the time while I spend a few days recovering. I walk up to the counter and start browsing through the video game cases. A few of them look good so I grab one for each system. Super Smash Brothers Brawl, Halo: Reach, Resident Evil 5 and Silent Hill something something. I spent the next hour hooking up a Wii, Playstation 3 and X-Box 360 to a few of the really nice TV's in Best Buy. I also scrounge up a couch and a couple seats and plop them in front of the televisions. The next day I finally regained control of my bladder and stopped feeling so cold. It was so nice being able to piss when I wanted to again, it seems silly but yeah, losing control of that was not fun or arousing in the least since I couldn't control pussy pressure and stuff. But ahh well. The day after that, I stopped feeling sick and my core told me I was basically back to normal, if normal was what I was like before I fucked myself over by ingesting too many souls at once. On my third day inside of the mall the electricity flickered on and off a bunch of times before permanently going off. It's been about a week since the city was attacked by Sentinels so I guess it makes sense. I was surprised how long it lasted honestly. I don't know the science ok? I wasn't keeping track of time or watts or volts. With the video game couch potato marathon over I leave the dimly lit mall with some flashlights, batteries, water and canned food in my pack and make my way back outside. I toss my piss stained pants out in some dumpster, as much as it pains me I need the room for well, other stuff. Plus the lingering smell of urine was getting a tad distracting. Anyway... moving on from dirty pants now. I have to say that Sentinel activity seems to have increased, that or they've just been patrolling this part of the city more frequently. I occasionally heard distant gun shots and explosions going off while I was inside the mall but I didn't pay it any mind at the time. Well whatever, at least they ignore me completely after looking at me. A short time later, maybe like three hours or so, I come across a rather grisly site. The smell of death is still fairly fresh in the air. I see a bunch of burnt out military SUV's and a couple of tanks. There's so much blood and guts everywhere. There's even a couple Sentinels right close by that are dragging out body parts and viscera from the recent skirmish. My first thought though, is how did the American military get so deep into the city? I turn around a corner of a mostly ruined skyscraper and I have my answer. Stretching out in front of me for hundreds of feet is a huge mess of war. What I saw initially was only the tip of the proverbial iceberg. Dozens of blown up tanks, vehicles, machines and corpses alike are scattered all across the road and seem to go on forever. Many of the buildings along the path are still smoking slightly from the conflict. Looks like the anthros lost though and lost hard, although there's still quite a few scattered shells of dysfunctional Sentinels scattered about the wreckage. The smell is like a thick fog here and there are flies everywhere buzzing and flying all around me. It's a mess. I root around one of the SUV's that looks mostly intact. The stench of decay is strong but I hold my ground. I find a rifle and a few mags of what I assume are filled with ammo for it. Jackpot. I strap the rifle to my back and put the ammo in my bag. I'll play around with it later. I leave the battlefield and the smell of death behind me and slowly make my way towards a dilapidated apartment building. I eat a can of peas and drink some water. Not a fun meal at all but hey it's food. I have been feeling an uncomfortable yet arousing pain in my pussy for awhile now so once I'm done eating I make my way inside and look for a toilet. I've not peed all god damn day so my bladder was feeling really swollen by this point. As I walk into the housing area I see a sign for a laundry room, hmm that'll work I guess. I squirm with delight as I follow the directions to the room, my crotch dampening more and more as I look forward to taking a nice long warm piss. Inside the laundry room it's fairly empty, only one washing machine and dryer. I unbutton and pull down my skirt and sit ontop of the top loaded washer once I open its lid. My floodgates wanna open up but I resist, teasing myself. I touch my slit softly, it feels very sensitive and I sigh lustfully. It's only been like four days since I masturbated last but it feels like forever ago by this point. I stroke my fingers through the folds of my cunt over and over again. My bladder is crying out to me for relief, it feels like it'll burst and my fingers are coated with my juices already. I bite my lower lip to try and keep myself under control as I struggle against my primal urge to urinate. However my fight doesn't last long at all. Finally, the pleasure won out over my bladder's needs and my golden liquid starts pouring forth as I stroke myself with delightful bliss. I'm leaking so much now, and the feeling of my warm urine splashing around on my fingers makes me go wild with arousal. I feel my clit tingle with anticipation as my stream pours out with increased intensity, gushing against the inside of the washing machine and running down its walls in long streams. I feel it flow between my digits as they push deeper into my cunt, the sensation sends chills up my spine and makes my butthole tighten up with glee. I'm feverish with arousal by this point and I moan loudly as I stroke my clit faster and faster, not caring about how loud I may or may not be. I can't stand it anymore, and with my hand I grasp myself, hard. I'm close... so close. My pussy is clenching hard around my fingers now as the erotic volcano of lust within me threatens to erupt. Oh god I'm gonna cum! As my digits continue to be assaulted by golden liquid I explode from deep within, my hips thrusting as I cry out, shaking with pleasure. "Yes! Yes! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" I moan. "Fuck yes! That's what I want, that's what I need!" I pant out. "Ahhhh fuck!" As my orgasm slowly subsides I look down at my quivering pussy and smile. The urine is still flowing out of me like a broken faucet. It takes like two more minutes just for my stream to slow down and about a minute later the last drops of golden nectar escape my urethra. God that felt so nice. I love the fact that I piss for much longer now. Best superpower ever or what? The scent of my urine is very strong in this room, since it doesn't seem to have much ventilation at all. Good, let it linger here forever, muahahaha! Ahem.. anyway... Besides the stench of lady pee and girlcum I actually smell really bad. I haven't showered since I left my school base so... I stink. Stinky girl. Hopefully I can find a working shower in one of these apartments. There's gotta be a few hundred living spaces here, one of them ought to work. Plus, statistically speaking, half of the people living here were probably women, so I should likely find fresh clothes that fit me eventually? Right? For both of those reasons, I take off my sweat stained leather jacket, heavy metal band T-Shirt and Black bra and I roam the hallways of the apartment building with naught but my backpack, rifle and baseball bat. I should have brought clean clothes with me to be fair but I didn't expect to get lost in the city ok? Get off of my ass. I'd like something in my ass to be honest but not you! Go away. The first three apartments I check are locked, of course they are. I try to bash the third door open repeatedly but I just end up breaking my arm several times. It regens within half a minute but god damn it hurts. You'd think I'd get used to some of the pain by now but nope, it still sucks, a lot. I give up trying to open the large door with my limb and try bashing the handle with my baseball bat. Huzzah success! But my bat isn't looking too healthy though... I expect it'll fall apart fairly soon. Anyway I head into the apartment and the shower is broken, of course it is. Looks like a male lived here cus all I can find are boys clothes and a buncha boxers and tighty whities. The fifth apartment I check is unlocked and thankfully the shower works... although there seems to be no hot water. Oh well. I can't be too picky, I don't even know how long running water will stay on in the city. Probably not much longer. I put my backpack and weapon to the side and start wiping all the sweat, gunk and matting out of my fur. The shampoo smells really fruity, so instead of using soap I just lazily use the poo of sham to wash my entire body. It's nice to be able to feel all squeaky clean again. After rinsing off as much as I can I take my time brushing my long black hair back and forth while humming. I find a handheld battery powered fur dryer and dry myself to the best of my ability. Now I'm good as new! I raided a buncha clothes from another apartment, the fourth one, so I try some on and see what fits. I end up wearing a pair of pink panties, a basic white sports bra, some lame ass generic blue jeans and a puffy red shirt. Some other clothes fit me as well but I've packed them in my bag for later. Speaking of which my backpack is pretty much full to bursting right now so, can't really loot and carry much else at the moment. Oh well, whatever. Time to go out and get some fresh air I guess, it shouldn't be supper time for another couple hours or so. I make my way to the front entrance of the apartments and that is when I spot it from my current point of view. Yup. It. A massive blob of Anthro Smoothie, trademark incoming, looks like it's sucking on a skyscrapers's dick about five or six floors up. Don't ask me where a skyscraper's dick is ok? I do not know. I'm sure you could rule 34 it if you're interested. Ahem, anyway... The point is, it looks all throbby and gross as per usual. But this one is like at least five times bigger than the other one that I recklessly ate within an hour. For some reason, this one is a deep shade of green but I recognize it all the same. What? Is this one lime flavored? Ahh balls. 'As long as we take our time, this should be safe to consume.' "Fucking really?" 'Probably.' Dammit. The temptation is real. Like an erect cock tenting through someone's white shorts in the hot summer. Like some babe's nipples that're poking outta her bikini. You get the idea. Fuck. I hated the recovery process but once again the super computer within me makes logical sense. Not that it knows everything, it clearly doesn't but fuck. I got sick and nearly "died" from consuming too many souls at once because my body wasn't used to it. It should be reasonable then that if I consume them at a much slower rate I should be fine. I sigh and make my way inside and up the skyscraper, which is just your generic metropolis office building. I eat like ten handfuls of the shit, maybe eleven. My belly swells slightly and I think that's enough for now. I run back to the apartments, the one I like has a lovely scent and has a nice bed. I piss out a river once again in the toilet that barely flushes anymore. Feels so nice. I also feel comfortable and full, like not hungry at all. In fact I feel like having an after-meal full tummy nap so I do. This goes on for about another week I think. I don't know for sure, it's hard to keep track of time lately since I'm sleeping abit more than usual as I safely gain small amounts of power. With 6093.55 total Soul Points to spend right now I choose to have an ability that enhances my reflexes. It's not to superanthro levels or anything but it's a start. With my smaller feminine frame, I think I could get more combat prowess outta attack speed than strength right now. I level it up to 3 and I'm left with just over a hundred Soul Points remaining. By this time the Anthro Smoothie egg nest thingymajig has been reduced to about 50% of it's original size, I should be good to finish it off within like 6 days or so. That was the plan at least. However, when I go to it the next day... all I find is an empty gooey shell. Uh oh. Did it hatch something? Is a monster now loose on the city? The fuck? But no, of course it didn't hatch silly, it's just "food", not like an actual egg or whatever. I explore around a little bit and I hear something... or someone. I turn a corner and I see a bloodied anthro form in front of me. His fur is mostly white with green hair and his eyes are glowing bright red, just like the Sentinels. But this young man is no Sentinel. He is a Reaper, like me. I'm not alone.
  6. Americans have been focusing extremely hard on a cure for aging recently. It worked out pretty well, they didn't cure it but they were well on their way. However, they were gassed by terrorists and the chemical gasses caused a horrific side-effect in the anti-aging antidote. It caused the dead to reverse age, all the cells and organs began to repair themselves but their memories didn't stay. They were basically Neanderthals. Some people were infected, some people weren't. You didn't become a brainless wanderer until you died infected, if you weren't infected then you would just die normally. The U.S. claims to have a cure located in California. They closed off everything from the left of Minnesota, Illinois, Missouri, Arkansas, and Louisiana from the public except the infected who came seeking a cure. The entire area was bombed, nobody knows why or by who but everyone blames the same terrorists that gassed the anti-curing antidote. Some people survived. One survivor was... (I'm sorry for the chopped up, very rushed story, I might remake it with more detail and in a better way later, but give a name and a number and who ever has the closest number to the one I wrote down wins)
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