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Note: This is a story with my male counterpart Chaos, and a character of Alice in Wonderland's (a user here and friend of mine). This story is a bit long, because I took time to introduce them. Lots of violence and sex, and a crazy surprise ending. I'll be making a Part 2 to appease Alice for killing off Reita. Oh, and Chaos likes to talk weird, just so you know. I know there is probably some grammatical errors that I didn't weed out, I'll fix them later. Oh, and Chaos is 3/4 vampire and 1/4 human which is why he can have sex... Long story on how he became 3/4 vampire.

*Ping*... "One Mississippi," *Ping*... "Two Mississippi," *Ping* ... "Ugg! I can't take it anymore!" Chaos Tennant, a high ranking, well respected Nazi General and all around vampiric Siberian tiger playboy, growled like his feral cousins and flung a steak knife across the room and stuck it into his quarter's well wallpapered wall.

Life on the U-boat is hard; the constant pinging from the sub's equipment can drive anyone mad. And it doesn't help that Chaos is already extremely mad. The knife vibrated in its spot on the wall and the submarine continued on with its neutral binging sound. Chaos dug his tiger talons into the palm of his hand and drew just the slightest trace of his ancient immortal blood to the surface.

"God damn it! This god damn submarine and its god damn equipment! God fucking damn it!!! Where the hell is my minions?! They're due for an inspection!" Chaos clicked the heels of his shiny black boots together and marched out into the ship's lower halls, slamming the door behind him behind in his wake.

Outside of his room Chaos saw a flock of about six of his men working on the pipes and knobs that kept the majestic sub, U-69 ready and willing to tread water. Chaos's intense red eyes sparkled as they scanned over the sweaty and exhausted boys in his division while they worked hard on the ship, obeying any tiny order that came their way. And an unbridled stirring heated up the crouch of the vampire's pants. Chaos sucked in the muggy air with a devious smile, the smell of hot bodies working in the morning does well to stir the senses, and stir it did, the front of Chaos's pants grew warm and snug from the desirous hunger that now bubbled in the tiger's second brain.

The lustful tiger pulled out his trusty riding crop, named Sweetness from the side loops of his military pants, and quickly whipped the nearest underling with a fierce snap of his wrist. Chaos's lavish riding crop snapped hard across a German Shepard's back, and made a beautiful "wa-toosh," sound, which echoed loudly down the sub's halls. Everyone under General Chaos's command dropped what they were doing and turned their attention to the vampiric Nazi, for they knew what would happen if they didn't, and the Shepard that was unlucky enough to receive the forceful bite from Sweetness grimaced and whimpered like a little puppy dog. The instant fear and respect that he inspired from his comrades sent a delicious electric jolt into the tiger's near dead heart and he smiled somewhat sweetly at them. That jolt in the tiger's heart is about as close as Chaos's heart will ever come to experiencing that "warm and fuzzy feeling," that every pansy ass and their mum mumbles on and on about.

****1****

Chaos's group of six underlings immediately filed in a straight line, their eyes turned blank, yet powerfully strong and peered on straight ahead. The General clicked his heels together again, and swung his Sweetness onto his shoulder and began pacing in front of the lower ranks. Chaos's intense red eyes smoldered at them in his evilly seductive sideways glances, from the corner of his left eye.

"Alright, you two-bit venomed, sheep-biting, hedge-pigs! It's time for your daily inspection, so assume the position," The tiger's voice roared icily, stabbing into the six underlings' minds with focused power, they instantly saluted their ranking officer and stood to attention, spreading their legs about five inches apart as per routine.

An amused growl of laughter rumbled in Chaos's throat as he deviously looked over his company, while idly tapping his Sweetness onto his decorated shoulder. With a glittering twinkle in his eye, Chaos marched over and stood fast in front of the first private in line and glowered at him. The name tag read: "Ademaro" and shined like the devil in the sun. Chaos scanned over the rest of the lower Nazi, looking for any slightest refraction. Everything seemed to be in order the lackey had his uniform in annoying pristine condition. The tiger's black brows furrowed angrily and crinkled his forehead in frustration that he could not find something to pick on this faceless underling with.

Sweetness's tapping on Chaos's shoulder grew louder and stronger with every passing second. The vampire looked at the wolf private and grumbled a grumbled that rumbled with anathema... Though deep inside him, Chaos laughed whimsically at his ability to go this long without noticing someone's breed.

The vampire's eyes narrowed into tiny black slits, "Well aren't you a fastidious boy, keeping everything in ship-shape condition, eh?" Chaos was just about to grudgingly move along to inspect the next man and Ademaro took in a quiet sigh of relief, when someone further down along the row collapsed to the floor, knocking over a soapy bucket of water with their ankle as they fell.

"You damn imbecile, look at what you've done!" Chaos pounced on the lightheaded comrade and looked down on him, his being just oozed with madness. The younger Nazi quickly came out of his lightheaded daze and looked up at Chaos with terror stricken eyes.

"I'm sorry Sir. It's been a long day, my legs must have just given out on me," The muscular German Shepard sputtered out, hoping beyond hope that his punishment wouldn't be too bad... After all it wasn't really his fault that his legs randomly turned into spaghetti.

****2****

Chaos was furious, he took pride in the fact that his men that worked under him were the best in the whole division and he just knew that his peers will be laughing about this come next century if word got out. The vampire's face shook with the angry crimson color of the rose and his two ancient tiger hands clasped firmly on the collar of the underling's shirt and pulled the German Shepard's face to meet his own.

"You just don't get it, do you?!" Chaos snarled and picked the un-named Nazi up by his shirt, dangling the Shepard's feet in the air. The Shepard clasped his hands around Chaos's hands and looked at him with a weak, terrified face and trashed about like a panicked rag doll. That made the vampire's chilly blood boiled with rage. And in a demonic voice he shouted to the other lowly ranks that must have been watching this action with startled hearts, "The rest of you can clean up the mess that this son of a bitch made; me and this snotty nosed brat here have some business to attend to."

****3****

A low whimper reverberated in the Shepard's throat and messaged the palm of Chaos's hand, the feeling felt nice and it sent a pleasant shiver down the vampire's spine. A devilish smile curled onto Chaos's face, while he kicked the door to his quarters open and charged into the room with the poor German Shepard still in hand. The vampire's prey struggled in his clutches, kicking a flaying about, which made Chaos's eyes dilated with a lustful rage and turn him into "Not At All Amused Chaos."

With a fierce grumble messaging his throat, Chaos flung the hapless Nazi across the room, knocking the German Shepard's spine next to the spot on the wall where the knife still jingled. The German Shepard didn't dare say a word, though he couldn't help but to show his fear, his eyes bugged out and his chest heaved erratically as he watched Chaos step nearer and nearer, fearing what would be in store for him.

A hard click of the tiger's shoes resounded off of the floor and echoed in the deftly silent room, his smoky auburn eyes looking over every inch of the delicious six foot German Shepard before him. Chaos slinked his hardened hands on the boy's shoulders and peered into his eyes. "What is your name, young one?" Snapped the vampire, his words were just as cold as his undead body.

The German Shepard cleared his throat, "The name's R-r-eita, sir?" His gave a little nervous squeak as he answered the question; Reita's heart pounded and flooded his face with blood. Reita pulled his eyes away from Chaos and cast his devastatingly ashamed eyes to the floor.

Chaos's eerily stoic hand grasped at the Shepard's muzzle and yanked his face back to the tiger's eye level. "'R-r-r-eita is it?! We have a stutterer in our militia? Oh, don't you dare give me that kind of weak talk, you toffee-nosed, malodorous, pervert! You are solider in the name of your country. And I will be god damned if I see a sign of weakness like that in one of my men!" General Tennant hated weakness, and when he saw it he must get rid of it.

****4****

Unfortunately for Reita, Chaos saw him as a wad of cookie dough that needed to be pounded into shape. Still holding Reita back against the wall, Chaos lightly nuzzled the side on the Shepard's face, whispering: "The only way your ever going to be a real man, is if someone teaches you a lesson...," He paused and gave the Nazi a light kiss on the cheek, "And I'm just the man, to teach you that lesson." Reita was trembling in his boots; his brown eyes peered nervously on into Chaos's eyes, and were almost hypnotized by the vampire's radiant seductive air.

Chaos caressed the young blood's side face with his cold marble lips, and trailed a light trail to Reita's pointed ear. The General's cat tongue danced out passed his lips and licked around Reita's twitching ear, and ran around its edges while Chaos sucked it with his ancient lips, drawing a heavy gasp from his captive prey. The feel of the Shepard's heat and heart beat against the cool skin of the vampire's, resurrected Chaos's deep primal urge for sex. His ten and a half inch member downstairs erected almost fully in Chaos's pants... Such a delicious pressure growing within him. Still caressing the boy's ear with his lips, Chaos released one of his hands away from the captive and pulled down the knife that was still embedded in the wall, while the other hand returned Sweetness to her special holster on the side of the vamp's pants. Chaos wouldn't be needing the riding crop now.

Reita's eyes widened, he was almost certain that he could feel something poke against his pelvis. "That better not be what I think it is," he prayed, hoping it wasn't an aroused penis. Reita has never been with a man before. He took in a few deep breathes, trying to calm himself, Reita thought, maybe if he was good Chaos would let him go. Though Chaos's cool tongue running around Reita's ear sent a hot chill down the Shepard's pants, he couldn't deny it; this sensation felt amazing and aroused him greatly. Reita's eight inch organ pulsed with pleasure and he blushed with embarrassment that he was even aroused by this.

A few unintelligible vowels groaned passed Reita's lips as he tried and failed at speaking. But the groans did do well to communicate to Chaos, his experienced cat ears took those irresistible moans as a sign of pleasure, shame and fear â"€ the vampire's favorite cocktail of sounds.

****5****

Never in this young one's life has he ever been with a man like this before, he has had a few women lovers in his past... But the fact that Reita wasn't a virgin did little to comfort him. True he has had sex, but being filled up this dominating man was a way new feeling that Reita had never experienced before â"€ it terrified him. The Shepard's heart pounded harder than it did when he lost his virginity in the back of a speeding car just a few years earlier.

Pearly white vampire fangs flashed with illuminated excitement as Chaos's hand that gripped the blade whisked it in front of Reita's eyes; the silver glinted beautifully in the artificial lamp light.

"Methinks it's about time that you and I have a bit of fun," Chaos purred seductively in the petrified Shepard's ear while he ran the cold blade lightly down the nape of Reita's neck, drawing yet another shivered gasp from his prey.

The vampire's body buzzed with excitement, his molten hot eyes inflamed a delicious trail down the Shepard's chest as Chaos began to nuzzle the small blade between Reita's hot flesh and uniform.

"W-w-hat are you doing?!" Reita squirmed; a nervous sweat broke out on his brow and big puppy dog tears welled up in the Shepard's eyes. Reita just wished to be anywhere else but here.

Chaos laughed, "Oh, you'll find out soon enough, my dear Starshine, the stutterer." The Siberian tiger's black, orange and white hands pulled down on the short knife ripping the trembling captive's shirt to ribbons in one swift movement. The General watched with lustful delight as the brown government issued material floated down onto the floor, leaving Reita's slightly muscular chest unclothed and unguarded.

****6****

Reita's eyes widened, his body trembling with uneasiness. The Shepard wanted badly to wrap his arms around his chest to cover himself, but he knew that would do him no good. Chaos and his intense vampiric strength out manned the K-9's moderately defined muscles 1,000 against 1; the best plan in this situation is to not provoke Chaos anymore than Reita already had. Unbeknownst to him, Reita has found himself nose-hairs deep in the "ride of his life," no matter how sickenly cliché that may be.

Gulping down his nerves, Reita turned his face aside, as he was too ashamed to look at his unsolicited "master," in the eyes, while his exposed pink nipples received a tantalizing kiss from the chilly air. Reita's strong heart danced a steady tango of skittish excitement in the back of the K-9's throat, Reita had no idea what would happen next.

Chaos look upon the dog's shamed face and was disgusted Reita's weak sensibilities. He must make the Shepard stronger in will somehow. And just as suddenly as that a devilish light bulb went off in the vampires head. The General's cold, strong hands gripped tightly around Reita's shoulders and effortlessly pushed the dog down to his knees.

The quivering brown eyes of Reita looked upon Chaos's pants in fear; the mutt could see his reflection in the vamp's well polished belt buckle. His reflection reminded him of that classic "Scream," painting that you sometimes see on tacky neckties. A hint of disgust for himself crept in the Shepard's belly. Reita quickly turned his bewildered eyes up to meet the strong eyes of the wild cat before him, and choked out: "What the fuck do you want me to do?!" The words squeaked and trembled like a boy going through puberty.

Ignoring the youth's words, Chaos undid the buckle on his pants while his crimson eyes pierced down at the Shepard. The vamp couldn't help but smile a little to himself, now that he had got his prey exactly where he wanted.

"Open your mouth, or it's going in your eye," Chaos cold, dead words rang out, meaning every syllable that came of his mouth... One way or another, Chaos would be pumping in one of Reita's holes, even if he had to make one himself. And being the impatient little imp that Chaos is, he ripped open the front of his well kept pants, reviling his thick, throbbing ten inch cock. The tiger looked pleased with himself, and watched as his excited member bobbed up and down in front of the Shepard's face, in a hypnotic and enticing dance

"WHAT?!?!?" Reita was completely taken aback, he knew this would probably have happened in this room, but now that a big penis was dancing in front of his face as big as life, panic took over the poor little Shepard. A primitive whimper whined in the back of his throat, he didn't want to open his mouth, but he knows that he have to, if he wanted to come out of this with his ability to see.

Choking back his pride, Reita unclenched his teeth and pulled his jaws open, knowing that pride wouldn't be all that he will be choking on in the next few minutes.

****7****

The German Shepard, sat there with his knees sprawled on the floor and his mouth wide open. Reita could feel his hot breathe kissing the roof of his mouth, his eyes closed to world, hopping that the eternal black depths of the back of his eyelids would be a comfort to him.

Reita felt a cool hand ruffle the top of his head, almost in a friendly way. He shivered, never in his life has he ever felt as vulnerable as he does now. At least he was receiving praise and wasn't be skull fucked, like he was threatened.

"Good doggie," Chaos called down to his forced lover in a playful voice. Trailing the tip of his member along the mutt's bottom lip, Chaos sighed lustfully while wrapping his exotic feline paws around the back of the German Shepard's head, holding him steady for entrance.

With Reita's eyes still closed, the Shepard knew exactly what was on his lips. The skin on the tip was smooth and hot, Reita was disgusted that he could actually feel the tiger's pee-slit rubbing against his tender flesh. Recoiling a little, Reita instinctively tried to pull away from Chaos, but the vampire's hands on the back of his head held him stead fast, he couldn't budge an inch. And Reita didn't need his keen K-9 nose to pick up the smell of Chaos's musk that perfumed his manhood; the scent churned his stomach. The muscles around his jaw clenched in disgust, he wanted badly to close his mouth to this torment and run out of the room, but he knew that would never happen.

Reita could hear a hearty purr lolling around in the back of Chaos's throat; the sound was lighthearted and almost innocent. As weird as it may seem the purring help calm the Shepard like it was some type of lullaby. His tense jaw relaxed, and Reita didn't even protest when he felt the head of Chaos's penis slowly roll over his hot, juicy lips and poked teasingly into the mutt's mouth. A weird jolt of bliss pasted through him, it surprised him and sent a chill down his pelt, but he did not protest, he only wondered why his fight had died down so suddenly. Almost by command, Reita's fluffy paws gripped onto Chaos's thighs to steady himself, while his rosy tongue flitted eagerly just behind his lips, waiting for the feline's cock.

A heated groan pasted through the exotic cat's lips as he thrust hard in the back of Reita's throat. The wet insides of the dog's face, felt hot, alive and perfect. And even though Chaos could feel his partner gagging on the length of his ravenous member, the Nazi General pumped slow and hard in the Shepard's mouth, while his strong hands dug into the tender scalp of the young dog-man with intense pleasure.

The cat's long cock banged against Reita's throat, and the dog tried to get a hold of himself. Having never been put in the situation before, Reita had a very reactive gag reflex. The dog took in deep breathes through his black nose, and finally gained enough control of his body to fight back the gags. His ridged tongue idly massaged the underside of Chaos's cock, tasting the musky flesh that stretched his jaws.

Reita slowly began to enjoy this, his own cock danced in the tight confines of his beige pants. And Reita couldn't help but lustily rub over his excited tent that was erected in the crotch of his pants. Reita could feel his cock throb with quickened pulse and the K-9 clamped his jaws lightly onto the cat's penis and began to bob his head on the cock, making his tender lips meet the swollen, pink balls of Chaos and drawing back five inches so that his tongue could play with the tip for awhile, and then continued with his cycle of bobbing and sucking on the hardened flesh.

Chaos rolled his head back and pushed his hips hard into Reita's face, enjoying every second of the fevered attentions that he received from his captive. Ranking his claws down the back of Reita's head, Chaos pushed the Shepard's head down hard on his cock. Blisteringly orgasmic waves quivered violently through the immortal tiger's nerves and spread out to his fingers and toes. A feral groan bellowed out of Chaos's lungs and shook the very lamps and glassware in the room.

The tiger could feel every molecule of him come to life; his senses heightened and heart pounding almost as quick as it would normally if he was actually alive. The pressure that pools in his manhood sent his body on fire. With one last pillaging thrust deep into depths of the doggie's esophagus Chaos came hard, pouring wave after milky wave of his seed into Reita's stomach.

Biting down on his bottom lip in self-satisfaction, Chaos pulled out of he mutt's used orifice, still weeping white trails of tears from his rosy penis. A sense of calm washed over him, and the vampire knelt down in front of Reita, petting the side of his face gingerly.

"I know this must have been a lot for someone like you to handle, but there is still something I must use you for," Chaos looked down at his penis, which was still fully erect and painfully teased at the vampire's heightened nerves. The General snapped his fingers and pointed at the bed.

"Take off your pants and underwear and get on all fours there," Chaos pulled the boy to his feet and rudely pushed him towards the king sized bed, his red eyes smoldering Reita from behind.

****8****

By now, Reita's head was spinning. He nearly felt like he would drown on all the salty sperm that he had just drank down, and felt a little lightheaded from the lack of air that he was able to breath between thrusts of the cat's manhood. But he knew his General well, and knew that once Chaos has an idea in his head it will not be changed... Reita wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.

Reita wiped the jizz that coated his lips from his mouth and crawled on the bed, quickly throwing off the last of his clothes in the corner. Excited shivers erected on his skin, and he looked down to see his eight inch member to be completely ridged. He was taken by complete surprised, Reita knew that he was turned on, but not THAT much.

Sighing deeply, Reita assumed the position, hunching down on all fours and spreading his legs, just like Chaos told him. Blindly following orders seemed to help his disposition. Though Reita couldn't help but to close his eyes and braced himself for "impact," trembling ever so slightly like a nervous pup.

Reaching a hand down, Chaos slyly pulled his beloved riding crop out of her special holster, while his other hand grasped at the base of his own hot cock. Slowly stroking himself, bringing blissful pressure to his organ, Chaos smiled and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself on his knees just behind the frightened K-9's body.

Chaos leaned over and brought the head of his cock to the crack of Reita's backside, letting it trail up and down the crevasse that protected the dog's untouched tailhole. The hand that held the Sweetness the riding crop, smacked at the sides of the Shepard cutting the air with the will of Chaos, while the other hand circled around Reita's waist and up his chest. The General's nimble finger's found Reita's tender nub of pink flesh and pinched it fiercely, bringing blood to the surface and perfumed the air with its sweet aroma. He could felt the weak trembles reverberating in Reita's body, it was all to delicious, Chaos HAD to take him NOW.

The hand at Reita's chest slinked down and wrapped around the mutt's pelvic bone, steadying his sex captive. Wedging his hot shaft in between the dog's cheeks and finding the elusive tailhole, Chaos thrust once and was fully inside of the low ranking Nazi.

Chaos groaned hard and dug his claws into Reita's pelvis; the virgin tailhole hugged tightly around the cat's cock and sent an instance trill of delight spinning in his mind. Biting down on his lips and coating his orange and black furred chin with the red paint of his immortal life force, Chaos drew his penis all the way back and slammed hard into Reita's dark cavern. Moaning, Chaos pumped Reita hard and slow, his mauve colored skin being tugged back and forth from the friction of his thrusts.

Reita never knew what it must feel like what it is to be a woman, he figured this is a close as he is ever going to get to be a woman... he feels a whole new respect for them now. The moment Chaos entered his tailhole Reita fell deep into ecstasy. With ever thrust he received and bellowed and heated groan, and dug his nails deep within the plush bed covers. The penis in his un-lubricated hole did hurt, but not much, Reita always had a high tolerance for pain. The pain that he did get rent his bodies in throws of passion, rolling back his head and eyes, Reita's untouched cock ached for attention. The filthy mutt grasped at his penis and pumped it vigorously, taking out all of his sexual frustration out on it.

*Wa-Toosh* A loud crack sliced the air and ripped Reita's back, tearing a few layers of flesh open. The dog howled like a feral hound and clenched his face in pain. "No, you don't get any satisfaction from this," Chaos rang out and jerked Reita's hand away, and looking at his now bloodied Sweetness.

"Don't make me say it again, you already got Sweetness dirty. She will be a lot harsher the next time" Chaos wiped the Shepard's blood off of his Sweetness, and gazed in hunger as Reita's red blood pooled on his lower back and ran down the hilt of Sweetness's shaft.

The ancient red eyes watched as some of the blood ran onto his perfect hand, and entranced him with its crimson. Running his tongue along his heated flesh, Chaos tasted the magnificent flavor of Reita's blood and awakening an ungodly level of lust that few men has ever seen.

Throwing Sweetness across the room with a growl, Chaos gripped Reita tightly pulling him as close as he could. His hips pulled all the way back and slammed into Reita as hard as he could, quickly pulling back out and slamming into him again. Groaning with ever thrust, Chaos pulled out of Reita and slammed back in him, moving faster and harder with ever thrust.

Reita's body was thrown back and forth like a ragdoll, his tailhole felt like fire and he wanted to cry. Sweat poured from his flesh and drenched his fur, while pre-cum leaked from his penis. He bit down on his index finger and wished that this violent pillaging would soon be over

Chaos panted erratically and pumped Reita faster than a sewing machine's needle. Stars danced before his eyes and his heart skipped several beats, he knew his body wouldn't be able to stand any more of this and orgasm would come soon.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!! Holy Satan!" And just like that Chaos came, he pumped Reita slowly, his massive river of sperm flooded Reita's tail hole and the tiger flopped down on Reita's back. He nuzzled the dog's neck sweetly.

"Good, doggie," Whispered Chaos, just before he bit Reita's neck with his vampire teeth. He could hear Reita scream in terror, but he paid him no mind. Chaos sucked of the dog's neck like a baby, while his own ancient blood leaked into Reita's flesh wound.

****9****

*Bang* A loud burst rang out into the room and the next thing you know Reita's head blew up like a melon in a microwave. Chaos sat up and looked at his champion in confusion.

"Did I just make his head explode?" His hips were still thrusting lightly in the mutt, but no way could that have killed Reita... But that was the only think that could even make since... Then he heard laughing coming from beside his armoire.

Chaos turned and saw Mr. Rogers standing with a Magnum handgun and a blood spattered sweater. The tiger cocked his head to one side, "Is that... Mr. Rogers with a blood stained sweater?! .. How did a guy from a kiddy show get in here?!?"

Mr. Rogers laughed, "I would explain, but I fear I can't... you being the enemy and all. All you need to know is that Reita, isn't going to be my neighbor," And just as quickly as Reita died, a smoke bomb was thrown and clouded the room, and Mr. Rogers was gone.

Chaos laughed with amusement and pulled out of Reita's dead corpse, "Looks like life in the submarine, just got a whole lot more interesting."

To Be Continued in Part 2

Story © Kisa

Characters Chaos Tennant and Ademaro © Kisa

Characters Reita © Alice in Wonderland

Mr. Rogers © Mr. Rogers