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Entry 45

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

*Superstation

1) Doomguy continues his one-man war on Hell - 3

(70% chance of success, best of 4 rolls)

2) Comet, Krypto, Ace, and Swift Wind lay down the law (an orgy) - 2

3) Laharl and Company meet Comet and Company (probably not an orgy) -

4) Laharl and Company meet Skeletor and Evil-Lyn (definitely not an orgy) -

5) Nova Terra and Widowmaker, alone and naked on a ship bound for Hell - 1

(40% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

6) Skeletor and Evil-Lyn encounter Nova Terra and Widowmaker -

(50% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

7) Ratchet and the SWATKats -

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

*Desert City

8) Shendu's plan takes effect -

(an orgy, Rajah will be thawed out, 70% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

9) Fate of the slaves (a Villains scene) - 1

10) Bambi and company make their way to the Pyramid Casino and safety - 1

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

11) What's going on at another casino?

-Fat Cat's Casino - a 20's-style speakeasy - 3

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

-The Last Stop - a devil of a good time - 8 - what the hey, let's do this

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

-The Percheron - all-horse review, actually a pretty safe spot - 2

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

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

*Castlevania and Environs

12) The Zerg and the Xenomorphs -

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

13) King Sombra arrives - 2

(a Villains scene; the fate of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor revealed; Twilight Sparkle has a 50% chance of losing her virginity; Maid Marian has a 30% chance of being ravished)

14) Our teams meet up for the final approach - 1

(60% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

15) Draco and friends -

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

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

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

17) Scar arrives - 1

(45% chance of success, rolled 4 times)

*Other Locations

18) Characters on the Ship head to Castlevania -

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

19) An itch beneath their tails - 2

(Tails gets molested by ponies and horsemen alike)

20) The wolves and dogs on the ship gang up on Big Macintosh - 1

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

22) Shere Khan's villainy -

23) Wile E. Coyote up to no good...but in to quite a lot of it, knot deep - 2

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

(50% chance, rolled 4 times)

25) Gilda and Stallion, infiltrators - 1

(55% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

26) Hunting in the Jungles of Rage - 1

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

Author Notes

After some thought, I've decided to split up the Big List into a few smaller lists. This should make it easier for readers to follow the locations of characters, as well as easier for me. The project will take a bit of work, but I hope to have it done in a week or two.

UFC Entry 45

"C'mon," said the eyepatch-wearing brown catgirl with the blonde hair, rising from her seat at one of the many cozy little booths that lined the numerous and convoluted walls of the Last Stop Casino. "This isn't our kind of place."

"But Alicia," the blue-haired catgirl opposite her protested mildly, her face mostly devoid of all expression except a mild thoughtfulness, "we've already made so much just for a little information about your friend Waffle's location."

"Yeah!" agreed the brown-haired catgirl, the youngest of the three, enthusiastically. "Another score like the one we landed here, and we'll be set for life! I mean, it's not like we actually did anything..."

"Stare, Flare," Alicia said, half-turning to give her two younger sisters a cold glare from her one good eye. "We're leaving. Now. And we're not coming back."

There was a long moment as two of the three members of the Black Cats Gang wavered. Then Flare grinned, and swaggered toward the exit, followed close behind by Alicia and Stare.

"You're right, Alicia," the youngest Black Cat said with a confident grin to hide the emotions beneath. "This place has lousy atmosphere anyway. Not like that Treasure Island place across the way - let's try it out instead."

[http://dothack.wikia.com/wiki/Tail_Concerto]

Of course, Alicia was acting out of her mercurial impulses, the same impulses that had led her to sell out her childhood friend, Waffle Ryebread, in the first place. She loved that dog, but she hated dogs in general. She loved money, and she loved the excitement that came with the life of a high-flying air pirate, but she hated actually hurting people as part of getting both those necessities of her life. The dichotomy of her desires was enough to leave anyone confused and exhausted, and more than a little in need of a good, stiff drink.

Just...not in the place where she betrayed her friend.

-

Even as Alicia, Stare, and Flare left the Last Stop, softly-glowing slitted red eyes watched them depart. His casual interest satisfied, Red's eyes faded back to their more usual yellow color, before he tapped a button on the console at the desk at which he was seated. Immediately, another image popped up, this one of another table, one of special interest to him. Most of the customers in the Last Stop picked one of the numerous booths, preferring to stay out of direct line of sight, which was why there were so many of them around the place. But the two figures seated at this table were right out in the open, actually rather close to the stage, where three teenage chipmunk girls were wailing into the microphone between bouts of parading around the stage in trashy, too-tight "bad girl" clothes, all black leather and slashed jeans shorts. Ironic, Red thought: both the three chipmunks, and the two females at the table wanted Red to notice them, and they'd gotten what they wanted. Now it was only a matter of how to approach his two newest "clients," and find out how to formulate the deal in the best possible way...for him, of course. As for those three foolish girls up on the stage...bah, they were hardly worth their place as an opening act, barely able to perform covers of more popular bands. The contract they'd signed after only minimally scanning it (at least, the airheaded lead singer had done so for all three, and though the one with the glasses had hesitated, she hadn't acted on her suspicions) meant, for all practical intents and purposes, they _belonged_to Red, his to do with as he pleased. Since they failed to please him on stage, he decided they would be more useful pleasing his minions.

[http://donbluth.wikia.com/wiki/Red_%28All_Dogs_Go_To_Heaven_2%29

http://alvin.wikia.com/wiki/The_Chipettes]

Such a pity, really, that the main act, Gazelle, had been so much more canny. At least, her lawyers had been, and she'd known better than to sign anything without their consent. While those waifish wannabes were useful only for amusing imps, khazra, and those rabbit mercenaries, Gazelle was a woman who could hold Red's attention. Ah well, perhaps he'd have an opportunity to seduce one or more of her tiger dancers...

"Unhand me, you ruffians!" came the high-pitched, wheedling voice that had been annoying Red ever since the first time he'd heard it, breaking his train of thought completely. In frustration he sank his claws into the desk before him, gouging out long streaks of wood. "Hooligans! Bandits! You'll hear from my lawyers! I'm close personal friends with judges in six different systems! Release me at once, or I'll..."

"Shut. Her. Up," Red growled, low and dangerous, glancing back at the slender, shapely haunches of the aristocratic poodle squirming and protesting loudly between the two towering black Dobermans, Roscoe and Desoto. "Now."

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

Truth be told, Red wasn't especially annoyed at the two big dogs, and he only became even less annoyed at them as they forced the aristocratic poodle's mouth into a muzzle, reducing her constant whining to a far more amusing whimper. After all, they'd recently left Mirage's own lair, bearing with them not only vital intelligence about that once-darkened goddess' movements and new allegiances, but also the adorable and highly-skilled secretary, Isabelle, who was even then sitting fearfully in the chair next to Red's desk, her legs squeezed tightly together, not only to keep the steno pad in her lap from sliding off, but also to keep anyone from peeking up her skirt, and possibly seeing that her panties had been carefully removed by the two sleek, handsome Dobermans, to join their collection of trophies.

Of course, it didn't hurt that Roscoe and Desoto had rumps so hot, they made Hell seem chilly - and Red knew what he was talking about! That they were willing to put out, and seemed to love parading around in the buff whenever possible (such as right then), Red had to admit: they made a fine hiring choice.

Casually glancing around the room, with its vast number of cages lining the walls, so many of them occupied by a future victim, some of the finest bitchflesh in the galaxy (and Red had a serious interest in canines...and the occasional rodent, bird, or feline as well), ready to be corrupted as soon as a red collar was made for them, one by one. Red, naturally, was the source of those red collars so in vogue among the agents of the Council of Evil. Creations of darkest infernal magic, mined by damned souls, hammered out of the very soulstuff that made up the walls of Hell itself, they took part in the very essence of Red's plane of origin, sapping the will, and corrupting the heart. A wearer of a red collar could resist its corruption, and instead be rendered weak and highly suggestible, or they could embrace the corruption, and become one with the forces of Darkness.

[Angel (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Angel_(Lady_and_the_Tramp))

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

Annette, Collette, and Danielle (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Annette,_Collette,_and_Danielle)

Brainy Barker (http://krypto.wikia.com/wiki/Brainy_Barker)

Hello Kitty (http://hellokitty.wikia.com/wiki/Hello_Kitty)

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

Melissa Morgan (http://spd.wikia.com/wiki/Melissa_Morgan)

My Melody (http://hellokitty.wikia.com/wiki/My_Melody)

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

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

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

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

Sasha La Fleur (http://donbluth.wikia.com/wiki/Sasha_La_Fleur)

Scooby-Doo girls

-http://scoobydoo.wikia.com/wiki/Amber

-http://scoobydoo.wikia.com/wiki/Chiquita

-http://scoobydoo.wikia.com/wiki/Nova

-http://scoobydoo.wikia.com/wiki/Roxanne

-http://scoobydoo.wikia.com/wiki/Scooby-Dee

Shima Luan (http://spd.wikia.com/wiki/Shima_Luan)

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

Sylvia Marpole (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Sylvia_Marpole)

Tail Conerto and Solatorobo characters (http://dothack.wikia.com/wiki/Tail_Concerto):

-Beluga Damiens (http://redthehunter.wikia.com/wiki/B%C3%A9luga_Damiens)

-Cyan

-Princess Theria

-Waffle

Tramp (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Tramp)]

Such a pity the effects usually wore off quickly after the collars were removed. Red supposed, with a lightly melancholy expression, that true corruption simply couldn't be faked. But at least it served the purposes of the Council, gaining them victims or allies where they hadn't had them before. That was all that really mattered right then, when they were so close to fulfilling their grand design.

"Hey boss," called out a thuggish, dull-sounding voice, and Red's attention was once more drawn from his musings, this time to a matter that actually did require his attention. "We got those berry kids all boxed up, just like you wanted. What do we do with 'em?"

Ah yes, the Berry Kids. Specifically, Strawberry Shortcake and her disgustingly cheery friends. Just thinking about the world they'd come from made Red want to gag. Fortunately, they'd been easy enough to abduct, and then their smooth bodies stripped naked by the burly pig cops that had recently come into Red's employ, before they were stuffed into specially-sealed stasis containers, which were in turn placed within innocuous-seeming crates that would pass all but the most thorough of direct observations. Even with the addition of his red collars, Red felt the need to demonstrate his usefulness to the Council of Evil, so they wouldn't think he was growing complacent or, worse yet, disloyal. Red had no desire to end up like Jabba Desilijic Tiure, after all. Which meant he knew exactly where to send the Berry Kids.

[https://www.strawberryshortcake.com/friends/]

"Make arrangements to have them shipped to Bowser's Castle," Red ordered the pig cops brusquely. "Get the imps to help you haul the crates. With no active attacks, they haven't got anything better to do, and they're less likely to mangle the things than the demons."

[http://doom.wikia.com/wiki/Demon

http://doom.wikia.com/wiki/Imp

http://dukenukem.wikia.com/wiki/Pigcop_%28DNF%29]

"Sure thing, boss," the pig cop who served as the de facto leader of the rest in his gang replied promptly, and just as promptly got to work doing just what he'd been told. Yes, nothing like some fresh pussy (and a bit of boy pussy as well, for spice) to keep Bowser off his back for a good, long while. And if Bowser stayed off his back, so would Maleficent. Red felt confident he could match Bowser...but not Maleficent. She was one of the few beings in creation who actually scared Red.

Now, back to matters at hand. Specifically two major matters. The first, and simplest, was the deal with one of the two females seated at that table in his casino, right before the stage. The second, and far less simple task, was dealing with the chaos caused by the recent dissolution of two major casinos.

That second matter occupied far more of Red's mind right then, and he curled his lip before starting to snarl out dictation to Isabelle, who fearfully and meekly wrote down every last word. Right then, Red was the one getting the majority of the dregs of the other casinos' employees, and the majority of their operations as well, requiring him to suddenly have to manage far more than he'd had before.

Before the recent chaos, Red's primary concern had been making red collars, and working out various other ways to corrupt those who might have proved difficult to overpower directly, but who definitely needed to be removed from the picture somehow. The Barn had been a center of money laundering and power brokering, its clientele so boisterous and obviously blue-collar that it seemed below the notice of most major taxation organizations, so long as all the proper quasi-legal bribes and completely legal fees were paid. As for Jabba's Palace, that had been the center of slaving operations for the Council of Evil, with a special focus on getting workers for their great project unearthing Chernobog's ruins. Workers who filled the necessary requirements for the ritual that was as much a part of their work as the digging itself. Even the trade in pokemon slaves had ground to a halt, and the few who'd survived the raid on the breeding facility had told Red the highly troubling tale that Mirage had been an active part of the attack. Now Red was required to handle all of these aspects of the Council's plans, and all mostly alone. Such an effort, naturally, required a great many orders to be sent out on official stationary. Fortunately, Isabelle was a very good secretary.

"That should do it for the majority of today's work, Isabelle," Red finally said, leaning his head back with a long sigh, a smirk playing across his lips as he felt the gentle hands of Belladonna on his shoulders, kneading into his thickly-muscled flesh with expert skill. "You know how to spoil a cat, Bella," he growled, his eyes narrowing down to tiny yellow slits as he let his infernal aide work her black magic on his stressed-out muscles. "Do you have any other ideas about how to reduce my workload?"

[http://donbluth.wikia.com/wiki/Belladonna]

"Oh, a few," the infernal whippet girl cooed seductively in her boss' ear. "That Ninetails girl makes a pretty good administrator herself, actually. I'd watch her, or she might try to take your job."

"Isabelle, take a note," Red said languidly, not even opening his eyes. "Inform those underlings that escaped with Ninetails from the breeding facility that they are allowed to take their former boss down a few pegs. I know I'd want to do just that, if someone so arrogant got me into that much trouble. Bella, arrange for Ninetails to have a sudden 'power outage.'"

Hearing the words of acknowledgement as sweet tones in the background, Red motioned lazily for Belladonna to continue.

"I've sounded out Fatcat," she promptly started up again. "He's more than happy to help out with the money laundering. Actually, since he was our tie to legitimate businesses, as well as our primary hiring center, that should demon-tail nicely into the rest of the money line of things. Professor Rattigan should be able to get Cluny the Scourge and Jenner on his payroll without too much trouble, so he'll be able to back us up on the slavery side of things. It's not like he was doing much besides some weapon smuggling for our armies anyway. This will get him working more actively."

"And I have just the way to deal with our two guests," Red broke in with a light curl of his lips, showing his too-sharp fangs, before he reached out, pressing a button on his desk's console. "Weez Weezel."

"Yeah, boss?" came the sly, nasal voice of the individual on the other end of the line.

"I've got a job for you..."

[(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Devil_and_Daniel_Mouseand https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WHZTC1ljA84)]

-

With her large ears, Freya Crescent heard the startled cries of the three chipmunk girls only moments after they left the stage. Her sharp eyes had cut through the gloom of the casino, and spotted the black-clad, black-furred humanoid rabbits who'd been waiting just offstage, and now easily surrounding and overpowering the chipmunklings, forcing gags into their mouths and blindfolds over their eyes before swiftly, efficiently stripping the brown-furred youngsters down to just panties. A moment later, and the girls were being hustled off, their muffled protests audible only to someone with Freya's keen hearing, surely to an awful fate involving numerous black bunny cocks.

[http://marvel.com/universe/Black_Bunny_Brigade]

Freya wasn't here to start a fight, though, and she restrained her instinctive impulse to save the three singing waifs. She was here to cut a deal, with perhaps the only ones who could help her. Freya loved her husband, loved him more than life itself, despite the occasional lovers she'd taken while they'd been separated. His memory had been ruined after the conflict that wracked her world last, and she'd lost him again when he'd wandered off on some quest to try and find a new life for himself. Freya, however, hadn't given up on Fratley. Instead, she'd tracked him down to this dark and dangerous world, fought her way through countless battles, interrogated countless sources, and now, finally, had found the ones who were guaranteed, beyond any doubt, to be able to answer her question: where was Fratley?

If it took a deal with the devil to get that information, then so be it.

Next to Freya, too concerned about her companion to notice the three panty-clad cuties being dragged toward the Black Bunny barracks, the rough collie who'd followed the Bermecian nezumi through thick and thin, and fought by her side, her sixguns and fists backing up Freya's spear and feet every step of the way, leaned over to gently nuzzle the other woman's cheek.

"We'll find him, Freya," she reassured her friend. "I just know it. We're so close now, I can almost smell him."

"Thanks, Lassie," Freya answered, looking at her friend with gratitude. "If we do find Fratley, it will only be because you helped me do it."

[http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Freya_Crescent

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lassie - anthro version

http://cane-mckeyton.deviantart.com/art/Freya-Drink-Gulp-2-441035209]

"You sure about that?" came an obsequious, nasal voice from far too close to Freya's shoulder.

Spinning, her hand going instinctively to the lance resting by her weapon arm, the grey-white nezumi was instantly ready for battle as she faced down the zoot-suit-wearing dark-furred weasel standing too close for her comfort. Lassie was just an instant behind Freya, slowed a little only because she felt the need to put her Stetson back on with one hand before filling it with a gun, though the other had its firing iron cocked and ready in far less than a heartbeat.

"Hey, truce, truce!" the weasel exclaimed, raising both hands, revealing them to be empty of weapons, while giving the pair a smile that was strangely charming, in a predatory sort of way, making both women hesitate, then slowly, almost reluctantly, put up their weapons. "I'm Weez Weezel," the slender, oddly charismatic male continued. "I hear you've come looking to cut a deal."

"That's right," Freya answered, somehow unable to keep herself from starting to trust this grey-and-cream male, something about his manner, his posture, his expression and stance, completely disarming her suspicions, one by one. Lassie, similarly, seemed to relax around the male, blinking in some surprise, as she wasn't the sort who let herself be swayed easily by strangers, especially mustelids. "I'm looking for my husband."

"Sounds like a job for a detective to me," Weez answered with a sharp-toothed grin that made both women shiver lightly - he had such a seductive grin, while retaining an air of silly good humor - a common mustelid trait - that disarmed them both completely. "Why come to us? We're in the business of making some pretty heavy deals, after all." He shrugged, the wide shoulder pads of his zoot suit rising and falling like a pair of wings. "Sorry for being nosy, ladies, but after some deals went sour, I always make it a general policy to make sure my clients understand everything they're in for before I get started on the details of a contract. If you don't really need what we can offer, then any deals we cut might not stick." The weasel seated himself opposite the two women, his eyes boring into them, making them both feel so utterly, deliciously_naked_ under those teasingly lecherous orbs. "You've gotta really want what we've got to offer, babe, if what I'm tellin' you."

"Fratley Cresent is his name," Freya continued, undaunted, her blue-eyed gaze steady as she kept them trained on Weez's. "He's forgotten who he is. He's forgotten everything." And, finally, her gaze dropped. "He's forgotten me." Those eyes rose once more, clear and determined. "It doesn't matter if I just find him physically. What I need, more than anything else, is to find him, his mind, his soul, and bring it back to me. I'll do anything for that goal. Pay any price."

Listening to her friend, and watching her face, Lassie kind of lost track of Weez. She regained that track when she discovered him, much to her shock and surprise, right next to her, and slightly behind, his long-fingered hands reaching straight toward her breasts, as though to cup them from the rear. The rough collie's eyes widened as she watched those obviously skilled hands curl, splaying wide to cover the modestly-generous mounds covered by her cotton button-up shirt. She didn't even realize she'd been holding her breath, until Weez's hands, instead of groping her boobs, went to the table in front of her, right next to one of her own resting there.

"Look," he said in that smooth way he had, his manner conciliatory and eager-to-please, while still having the feel of a used car salesman that knows he's got a customer hooked. "How about we have a few drinks, unwind a bit, huh? I'm buying, of course - I've got a tab here, since they know me. You're obviously really sincere about finding your lost hubby, and I can respect that. I'm just thinking maybe you should have a little time to relax some, get your mind off the immediacy of this whole quest of yours, get it into perspective. After all, a contract like the ones me and my bosses offer is kinda permanent. Wouldn't want you leaping into something half-cocked, now would we?"

A little over an hour later, and Lassie found herself standing next to the door of Weez Weezel's apartment suite, watching with wide brown eyes as the strangely seductive weasel finished working Freya's old-fashioned, poofy bloomers down her long, strong, supple legs. She couldn't keep her eyes off that smoking hot rat! And when Weez leaned in, planting a slow, lingering kiss right on Freya's smooth-furred pubis...

[http://cane-mckeyton.deviantart.com/art/Freya-Crescent-336366585]

"She's perfect, isn't she?" Weez asked, turning his head to look at Lassie, while Freya was looking away, her cheeks flushed so deeply, she looked as though she might catch on fire. "Don't look so shocked, girl: it's part a' my job to get a feel for stuff like this, to know what people really want. I come in, see both you gorgeous ladies sitting nice 'n close, throwing these looks at each other, but only when you're sure the other one isn't looking. You're great friends, both of you either not in a relationship, or in one that's pretty open. You've never slept together, but there's this tension going on that makes it pretty obvious you both want to, but never got up the courage to find out if the other girl felt the same way. Probably afraid you'd lose a really good friend if she said no - am I right?"

As he spoke, Weez was caressing Freya's belly, working his fingers into her smooth, taut musculature with tender delicacy and skill, before working his hands around to her perfectly-rounded buns, giving them a nice, slow squeeze, taking his time, not being rough about it at all. Lassie had always heard that mustelids were always in a hurry, a living whirlwind in the sack, but though Weez was a fast mover (and she still didn't quite know how he'd talked them both into coming back with him to his apartment), he wasn't impatient when it came to pleasure.

Hearing Weez talk about things they'd thought were pretty well-hidden, Freya and Lassie were both blushing now, and they couldn't keep from glancing at each other, their eyes meeting in that single instant. Now it became obvious how Weez had gotten them both up there together: they'd both wanted to see the other naked, and making love to this seductive, skinny weasel. Making love to each other by proxy. Unable to deny the truth, they both nodded, almost without any conscious thought going into the motion.

"Hey, no shame," Weez said, and Lassie blinked, unsure how he'd gone from kneeling in front of Freya, to standing in front of her, his nimble fingers already halfway down the row of buttons on her plaid shirt. "The only shame here'd be if you both kept on like you were, wanting each other, and never taking that big leap." He gave Lassie a wink, leaving her with her jaw dropped, her whole body feeling warm all over as her shirt joined Freya's red cloak and armored chest shield on the floor, followed only moments later by her jeans. How did he do that!? "Now, why don't you two lovely ladies kiss and make up...for lost time?"

That hand was on her shoulder now, and Lassie didn't resist, didn't feel like trying, as Weez guided her toward Freya, until his hand was able to reach out and take Freya's shoulder in a similar light grip. They were both naked now, neither of them with anything to hide, not outside, not within. Sure, they were still friends, but now...now something had gotten a little more complicated in their relationship. They'd been shown another layer of depth, one neither of them had considered before.

Thoughts like that, though, could wait. Right now, all that mattered was Freya's lips on Lassie's, nezumi and rough collie closing their eyes as they began first with a light, sweet kiss, then gradually progressed further, tongues extending, finding each other, stroking against each other. Lassie's tongue, of course, was longer, smoother, more agile, but there was a certain eroticism to having Freya's little ratty tongue flicking and working against Lassie's with frantic energy. Freya seemed so calm most of the time, but Lassie could feel her heart beating against her breasts as their nipples squeezed together, Freya's far more modest cleavage pressing firmly against Lassie's ample bosom.

Of course, Weez was there, watching, but soon more than watching. The two women seemed to have hit a momentary snag, a lull in their passionate embrace, where they weren't quite sure how to advance. Weez solved that problem, though, when they felt his hands caressing their way down each of their supple backs, lightly cupping each woman's bottom, Freya's trim and tight, Lassie's full and plush, both their tails lashing back and forth with nervous energy. Then he was stroking down the backs of their thighs, and just like that, Lassie lifted her leg, and almost immediately Freya gasped into their shared kiss, then began grinding herself against the thigh now squeezed between her legs. A moment longer, and Freya was pressing her thigh against Lassie's juicy, cream-furred sex, both women moaning loudly as their gorgeous bodies worked against each other, juices flowing copiously, dripping onto the carpet.

Expert puppet master that he was, and with such willing puppets at that, Weez didn't find it hard at all to get the two women, rat and dog, into his bedroom, and then onto his oversized bed. They were eager for a bed right then, somewhere that they could rest while they put more effort into grinding against each other. Seated facing each other, legs spread, Freya was the one to put in the most aggressive action, twisting her body slightly to the side so that she could more eagerly trib against Lassie, their cunny lips fitting together almost key-in-lock, sweet pink flesh slick and smooth as they glided against each other.

Just a moment more, and Weez was naked as well, though neither of the women in his bed noticed it at first as he bared his lean, lithe body. They noticed, though, when he adroitly squeeze his long, slender rod right into the snug channel made by the two womens' tribbing cunnies. Immediately, both women cried out loudly at Weez's first thrust between them, their backs arching, breasts rising upward like flowers seeking the sun, muzzles lifted to the ceiling as they gave full voice to the orgasms suddenly threatening to overwhelm all their senses. This was just too much! There was no way...

Lassie was the first to fall back, panting hard as she slumped on her back on the bed, feeling flushed and wonderfully satisfied all over in tingling afterglow. Her full breasts rose and fell as she just breathed, her mind drifting, all her many cares temporarily forgotten. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was aware of Weez getting Freya on all-fours, eagerly thrusting her heart-shaped buns back toward him with abandon. That slender cockhead nudged against Freya's dewy, yielding lower lips, their flushed pink color such a contrast to her light grey fur and flesh, while Weez kneaded Freya's perfect tushie, then tightened his grip, fingers sinking into her supple flesh, while he sank himself, nice and slow, right up to the hilt in Freya's butter-smooth cunny, his balls bumping her clitoris.

Another beat, and Weez's fingers on one hand were wrapped around the curve of Freya's hips, frantically diddling her clitty for all it was worth, while his hips just opened up, holding nothing back, turning into a furry blur as he just hammered Freya with a will! Now Lassie knew what the phrase "screwing like wild weasels" really meant! So did Freya, her perfectly-rounded butt bouncing vigorously, as did her breasts, until her arms gave out, and her nipples were left rasping against the blankets, her fingers digging into them tightly, her dimples of Venus standing out clearly, as did the muscles of her tummy as her entire body tensed and pulsed with wave after wave of machinegun orgasms.

Watching Weez slowly pull out, his cock still hard as he grinned down at his handiwork - Freya's cum-soaked cunny - something niggled at the back of Lassie's mind. If only she hadn't cum so hard, she might have been able to call up whatever the thought was right away, rather than feeling it linger just outside her conscious thoughts. The impression continued to grow more urgent in Lassie's mind as she watched Weez roll Freya on her side, his shaft swiftly finding her drenched quim as he rested her leg on his shoulder, using the new position to work his long, slender shaft into her all the way to her cervix. All the same, the thought just wouldn't quite crystallize...which really wasn't that surprising, considering that Lassie couldn't keep herself from drooling as she watched her best friend's breasts bouncing as she lay on her side, her beautiful face lined with orgasmic tension, her slender mouth formed into a tight "o" as she trembled all over with even more orgasms. Something to do with condoms, Lassie realized, though the thought didn't quite solidify fully. Mmm, though it was hot watching Weez's smooth pink cock piston bareback in and out of Freya's tight-clenching quim.

Then, as Weez turned Freya so that her bum was facing toward Lassie, letting the gorgeous rough collie start to eagerly lick her best friend's cunny squeaky clean, while Weez rested a hand on Freya's head, right between her broad Burmecian ears, guiding her as she bobbed her head, sucking his cock, still hard even after three _very_copious orgasms right in Freya's cunny, Lassie realized what was wrong: Freya was ovulating, and Weez hadn't bothered with the courtesy of a condom. With as much weaselspunk as he'd pumped into Freya, she was pregnant for sure! That bad old weasel had just knocked up another man's wife!

[25% chance of pregnancy - rolled 1 - Freya is very pregnant]

Lassie didn't have long to contemplate the full implications of this realization, however, for only moments after he'd given Freya a nice, thick mouthful of weaselcream, Weez was behind the colliegirl, one hand holding her fluffy tail hiked and out of the way, while the other guided his spit-slick shaft right up to the tiny pink button of her tailhole. A little nudge, and his cockhead popped inside, making Lassie moan loudly as she continued to eat out her friend, cleaning as much cum as she could from Freya's cunny. There was only a little more gentle thrusting after that, as Weez got her primed and ready for him, before he opened up, the loud slapping of his skinny hips on her plush, fluffy bottom filling Lassie's ears as he really gave it to her. And when she felt his cum splashing in her rectum, Lassie almost _howled_in an orgasm of her own, before _thrusting_her tongue, nice and deep, into her best friend, sharing her orgasm with Freya, who also began to wail and squirm and _gush_as the force of pleasure proved too much for her.

"Don't get too comfortable yet," Weez said with a laugh, looking down at the two tired heroines. "I'm just getting started!"

As they were both soon to discover, Weez Weezel was not exaggerating. No, not one bit.

*

Resting his hands casually on Princess Theria's shoulders, smiled cruelly as he watched the three Chipettes - Brittany, Jeanette, and Eleanor, he thought he recalled the sisters' names being - getting their snug cunnies brutally stretched by thick, bloated skavencock. This was actually quite an accomplishment for three rather small teenagers like the three sisters, since skaven, especially stormvermin like the ones shafting the little cuties almost to the hilt, had generations of selective breeding, selection that included the size of their cocks. Fortunately for the Chipettes, the Black Bunny Brigade had stripped them naked, and taken several hours deflowering them before bringing them to Red's office, where the skaven and the khazra in his employ waited eagerly for their turns with the three girls - fortunate, since the Black Bunnies were actually pretty thorough with foreplay, minimizing the pain of their inevitable deflowering. Fortunately for Red's sanity, as he was not looking forward to listening to anymore of the chipmunk girls' voices than he had to, three of the officers of the Black Bunny Brigade were plugging the Chipettes' mouths, keeping them force-fellating big black bunnycocks, which effectively muffled their voices to an erotic whimper.

Speaking of whimpers...Red allowed himself some brief indulgence, as he played his luminous yellow eyes over the kennel cages stacked three high against one wall of his office, and considered what he'd do with the inhabitants of those cages, who were even then fearfully watching the cruel gang-rape of the Last Stop's former opening number turned cocksleeves. He'd be hard at work extracting the last dregs of erotic suffering from each of his lovely prisoners. Lady and her husband, Tramp, would be forced to watch their four daughters, three natural and one adoptive, have their little cherries popped on the big, brutal cocks of his minions, before being forced to join them. That do-gooder angeldog, Annabelle, would of course serve nicely sandwiched between a few demons, with their obscenely-sized pink cocks. Pongo and Perdita would be nailed side by side, though considering the quality of puppies they'd already produced together, Red could see an argument for letting Pongo breed Perdita himself. And that was just the start of the debauchery Red had in store for his many captives, as they were broken as much as was possible with conventional methods, making their full acceptance of the red collars all the more likely. Roscoe, Desoto, Br'ers Bear and Fox, Buster, Foxy Loxy, his new hire Thunderclap, and of course the Wolf would all be more than eager to sharpen their heavy tools in some snug pussy, so Red didn't doubt for a moment that they'd be serving him quite well indeed.

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

Nearby, the brown-haired dog Waffle Ryebread, and the blue-haired canine officer Cyan Garland watched, glaring daggers at the back of Red's head. He knew they hated him, and hated more what he was doing to poor Princess Theria. He also knew that they were utterly unable to do one thing to stop him, bound and gagged as they were, and tied securely to sturdy wooden chairs. All they could do was watch, and the very thought of those two handsome young heroes made so impotent in protecting the one they cared for most filled Red with a sense of hellish glee.

"You see, your highness?" Red cooed seductively in Theria's ear. "You see what happens to those I choose to make suffer? You, at least, don't have to suffer like that. All that I require from you...is a little obedience."

In his darkest heart of hearts, Red knew he had the pretty blonde princess right where he wanted her. Of course, he could have simply taken her, in any way he wanted. But corrupting her into serving him willingly...oh yes, that would be satisfying indeed!

Choices

*Superstation

1) Doomguy continues his one-man war on Hell - 3

(70% chance of success, best of 4 rolls)

2) Comet, Krypto, Ace, and Swift Wind lay down the law (an orgy) - 2

3) Laharl and Company meet Comet and Company (probably not an orgy) -

4) Laharl and Company meet Skeletor and Evil-Lyn (definitely not an orgy) -

5) Nova Terra and Widowmaker, alone and naked on a ship bound for Hell - 1

(40% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

6) Skeletor and Evil-Lyn encounter Nova Terra and Widowmaker -

(50% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

7) Ratchet and the SWATKats -

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

*Desert City

8) Shendu's plan takes effect -

(an orgy, Rajah will be thawed out, 70% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures)

9) Fate of the slaves (a Villains scene) - 1

10) Bambi and company make their way to the Pyramid Casino and safety - 1

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

11) What's going on at another casino?

-Fat Cat's Casino - a 20's-style speakeasy - 3

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

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

-The Percheron - all-horse review, actually a pretty safe spot - 2

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

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

*Castlevania and Environs

12) The Zerg and the Xenomorphs -

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

13) King Sombra arrives - 2

(a Villains scene; the fate of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor revealed; Twilight Sparkle has a 50% chance of losing her virginity; Maid Marian has a 30% chance of being ravished)

14) Our teams meet up for the final approach - 1

(60% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

15) Draco and friends -

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

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

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

17) Scar arrives - 1

(45% chance of success, rolled 4 times)

*Other Locations

18) Characters on the Ship head to Castlevania -

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

19) An itch beneath their tails - 2

(Tails gets molested by ponies and horsemen alike)

20) The wolves and dogs on the ship gang up on Big Macintosh - 1

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

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

23) Wile E. Coyote up to no good...but in to quite a lot of it, knot deep - 2

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

(50% chance, rolled 4 times)

25) Gilda and Stallion, infiltrators - 1

(55% chance of success, rolled 5 times)

26) Hunting in the Jungles of Rage -

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

Additional Requests/Votes

Characters (5 votes for new character additions):

*Character cleanup starts - ongoing

Adventures of T-Rex characters (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Adventures_of_T-Rex) - 2

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

Archer (http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Archer_(Fate/stay_night)) - 2

Bahamut (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bahamut_(Dungeons_%26_Dragons)) - 7 - divine

Bayonetta (http://bayonetta.wikia.com/wiki/Bayonetta_(character)) - 1

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

Berserker (http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Berserker_(Fate/stay_night)) - 1

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

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

Drum Bunker Dragon (http://buddyfight.wikia.com/wiki/Drum_Bunker_Dragon) - 2

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

Dunkelzahn (http://shadowrun.wikia.com/wiki/Dunkelzahn) - 4

Easter Bunny (male or female?) - 1

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

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

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

Gordon Shumway (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ALF_(TV_series) - 2

Jazz Jackrabbit (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jazz_Jackrabbit) - 4

President John Henry Eden (http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/John_Henry_Eden) - 4

Lady Bow (http://www.mariowiki.com/Lady_Bow) - 3

Leroy (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Catillac_Cats#Leroy) - 1

Liberty Prime (http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Liberty_Prime) - 3

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

Qinus Axia (http://buddyfight.wikia.com/wiki/Dragowizard,_Qinus_Axia) - 2

Rajang (a monster encounter, http://monsterhunter.wikia.com/wiki/Rajang) - 1

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

The Rescuers (Bianca and Bernard) - 1

Rider (http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Rider_(Fate/stay_night)) - 2

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

Snake Eyes (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snake_Eyes_(G.I._Joe)) - 3

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

Tank Girl and Booga (http://tankgirl.wikia.com/wiki/Tank_Girland http://tankgirl.wikia.com/wiki/Booga) - 6 - they'll show up eventually

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

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

Tiamat (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tiamat_(Dungeons_%26_Dragons)) - 3

Tomamo no Mae (http://fategrandorder.wikia.com/wiki/Tamamo_no_Mae) - 2

Toralei Stripe (http://monsterhigh.wikia.com/wiki/Toralei_Stripeand https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRWR4IckzeY) - 4

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

Zoo Crew (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain_Carrot_and_His_Amazing_Zoo_Crew!) - 3

Scenes (7 votes for most to happen):

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

Events at the Last Stop (warning, will have negative, but sexy, consequences) - 4

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

Kim Possible gets in touch with family & friends - 4

Marvel vs. Capcom teamup (Deadpool, Okami, and Dante) - 2

Fluttershy/Toriel - 1

Characters on the Ship head to Castlevania - 1

Advance pregnancies (baby bumps all around) - in progress

Brooklyn/Firebrand - 6

Khida/Thepa Elite Incest - 8 - on the docket

Zeke and those with him turn on Ninetails - 7 - treachery afoot

Mewtwo turns someone into a body puppet - 9 - soon...

Renamon/Rika Nonaka - 10 - sho' 'nuff

Renamon goes into male phase after giving birth - 11 - indeed

Mewtwo becomes Lucario's pet - 5

Matt makes the Kim Possible characters his personal harem - 9 - will take place

Draco gains paladin powers from Bahamut - 4

Draco gets lucky (except he's way too good to need luck) - 5

Samus/Ridley flashback scene - 3

Aeon Calcos attempts to take control of the reptile people - 2

Nobody joins the bughunt - 2

Cobra (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cobra_(G.I._Joe)) shows up - 2

Sam & Max show up...somewhere (the next vote to win) - 1

Alien Queen/Asriel (his adult version) - 1

Slave revolt at the mines - 1