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Drematia: Advent

That damn Gretta Cat tried to tell her. He tried to let her know that if she made that stupid wish to have him fuck her that she would regret it. Emily had no one to blame but herself for her current predicament. Now she was in a world that she never knew existed until that day. The Gretta Cat came to her in her hour of greatest desire, asking her what her wish was, as it could be anything. What did the raccoon girl stupidly wish for? To get fucked. How short sighted, she could have had him bring some other guy to her room and have him fuck her, or had an entire harem of men at her beckon call. Still, the Gretta Cat was tall, lean, muscular, and handsome. Not to mention, he was a really good fuck.

Where did that leave her? Well, she had no idea where that left her, other than naked, on her bed, and in the middle of a sparkling, beautiful forest. It was ever so strange. The trees were a sky blue in the trunks, while their leaves were pink. Off in the distance, there was a red waterfall in the distance, and the purple skies hung over head. It was such a beautiful place. This was the kind of place one could only dream about. Of course, the concept that Emily was dreaming was not totally out of the question.

With orange clouds in a purple sky, nothing was impossible in such a world. So what's to stop her from walking on the water, or floating off of the ground as she stepped off the bed. Her foot hit the cool, pink grass below her feet, and that was when she stood up from the bed and looked ahead to see that there was, indeed a pathway into the sky blue tree forest. She began to follow it, her bare breasts bouncing as she walked along and gazed about this strange, new world.

"What is this place?" She said, and then smelled the air, which was filled with the aroma of honey, and very fresh laundry. She was afraid to pee in any of the trees, not knowing what it would do to any of them. Instead, she began wondering if she should have gone closer to the waterfall. She hadn't showered before she left her world, and she figured she must have been stinking by that point.

She travelled that road for quite some time before she began to hear laughter. It was a very strange laughter, indeed. Emily came upon what looked like a rabbit. The rabbit had zebra stripes, and butterfly wings, but was also clothed in what looked like very large, saggy blue robes.

He sat across from a griffon, a griffon that sat upright and whose wings were folded behind him. He had golden fur, but his upper body and arms were covered in black feathers. His beak was yellow, like an eagle, and his black feathered hand was stroking his beak as if he were in deep thought.

The two strange creatures sat in front of a pile of chopped, rectangular blocks of wood stacked in a most peculiar way. The griffon reached over to the top piece of wood, and turned it slightly clockwise. Then he let out the laughter she'd heard before, while the other creature grimaced. He was either annoyed by the griffon's laughter, or he was frustrated by the move he had made. The rules game were beyond Emily, but she was somewhat comforted by the fact that the griffon was naked as well. He flaccid cock hung down between his crossed legs as he sat, silent once again. The rabbit-like man concentrated on his move until Emily cleared her throat, drawing both of their attention.

They looked toward Emily and their eyes widened a little bit.

"Um, excuse me, I hate to interrupt, but I was wondering if one of you could tell me where I am?" She tried to be as respectful as she could in her speak.

Her heart sank as she saw them both rise to their feet. The butterrabbit took on a somewhat smarmy smile as he fully turned toward Emily, and the griffon stifled a laugh as he got to his feet. Both of them began to approach her, and leer at her from head to two.

"My, what a pretty thing. What brings you here?" They said as they both got on either side of her, and she tried to keep a smile, but anyone could see she was nervous in their presence. The uncomfortable proximity they held with her made her skin crawl, and she tried her best to keep an eye on both of them.

"I-I didn't mean to interrupt your game, honest! I was just wanting to know if you could tell me-"

"We can tell you a lot of things." The griffon said, getting a wonderful view of her perky, round ass and her discomfort only grew as she noticed his penis had grown to a semi-hard state. "But it would be better if we showed you a thing or two first."

"You see, we happen to live here, and we almost never get visitors. We especially don't get visitors that look like you. Are you a panda? We love pandas." The butterrabbit took one more step toward her, making her swallow hard.

"Umm, no, I'm a raccoon. I'm not entirely sure how I got here, but I really must be going." That was when the butterrabbit put his hands on her large tits and held them upward, drawing a very deep blush from her cheeks. "Hey! I'm not here for that! Please let me go!"

She put her hands on his and tried to loosen his grip on her breasts, but that was when the griffon laid hands on her ass, leaning her over as he pulled her lower body toward him. In front of her, the butterrabbit disrobed, revealing that he had quite the sizable hard on as well.

"N-no! Don't! Please! Let me go! I just want to go home!" She knew that neither of them were listening to her, their grins were dark, devious even. The butterrabbit put his hand on the back of her head and began to lean it nearer to his tannish purple glans at the top of his erect shaft.

"Oooohhh, the delights of an unjust, uncivilized world." A voice stopped both of the ne'er-do-wells in their tracks, and caused them to look off to the side toward a new voice. "Cast off of responsibilities of those who would both relish in the qualities of both sapient and mindful tiers of society. Bereft of the requirements to climb those ever vertical peaks and stand victorious as they achieve the pinnacle in restraint of one's baser needs and triumph of discipline in the instincts that drive us to the limits in willpower and courtesy."

There laid a purple catman on a blue tree branch, with pink stripes all over his body. He propped his head up with his hand as he draped himself across it on his side. The stripes on his body were not that of a tiger, instead they were the stripes of what prison inmates were depicted back in the old days, when black and white stripes were synonymous with chains and restraints. He was as naked as she was, as his manly organ laid across his leg, easy-going and soft. His red eyes looked down upon the three of them, and a very large grin stretched across his face. The cat man's hand brushed his red head of hair away from his eyes as he gazed at the ones they preyed upon. Then his eyes shot to the griffon, who backed away from Emily, and darted toward the butterrabbit, who simultaneously let go of the raccoon girl and took three steps away from her.

"Cheshire... What are you doing in our neck of the woods? Don't you know the blue tree trunks are our hunting grounds, and we decide who comes and goes?" The griffon's voice wavered as the Cheshire cat's eyes focused on him. Emily stood up straight once again, this time her arms crossed over her nipples and she closed her legs to hide what she could of her sex.

"Oh, I'm sure in whatever circle you have conspired, you two are the bees' knees of lordship and protectors of the realm. You do so exude authority in an overwhelming sense." His fluffy tail waved around behind him. The tip of it planted itself into the middle of the branch he rested on, and with a single push, he lifted himself up. He laid in the same position as his body hovered over the branch, even as his tail lifted up from the branch, he still floated above it. His grin never left his face as he began to float downward, like a balloon losing its helium. "But I must plead my case as it comes to outsiders. This is not a place that many wander into, and this young walker is ever so confused and scared. And you... both of you are not aiding the matter, merely you take advantage."

The Cheshire cat turned upright, and landed softly on his bare feet. He looked downward at the two larger men, and his grin returned to its full extent.

"I see the two of you have readied your swords. So steely and ready for combat. One can only wonder if the same can be said about their owners?" He stood up straight, his shoulders spread out, as were his arms with clenched fists. His eyes were half open, but his grin never left his face as his view never stopped shifting from the two of them.

"You don't scare us, Cheshire cat! Your fruity, flowery language only works on new guys! We could take you down in no time!" The butterrabbit said, his arms clenching and exposing his large muscles.

"Yeah! I'll show you!" The griffon lunged upward into the air. The feathers on his arms spread and expanded his wings wide! Then he lunged straight down toward the cat man.

"Look out!" Emily shouted, her hands covering her mouth as she saw the Cheshire cat barely bending down in time to dodge the flight toward his head. The purple feline brought up one arm in an uppercut that was not nearly tall enough to touch the lion eagle hybrid. However, as he did, the griffon's chest seemed to cave in, and he was knocked up and back.

The feathered fiend with a lion's tail crashed into the ground hard and slid right beside Emily, who looked down at him to see him holding his hand tight against his pectorals. He seemed to breathe hard, labored, and he cringed at the pain of simply moving.

"What?" Emily asked as she looked down at him, then looked over at the Cheshire cat, who stood with his arms cross. His large grin still on his face as he gazed at the butterrabbit. The rabbit-like creature flapped his butterfly wings once, and then kicked off the ground toward the purple striped catman. He rushed toward him with a fist raised, and his buck teeth gritted. The cat man stood, motionless and grinning as he always did. Three steps away, the Cheshire cat side-stepped him, instantly, and stuck his foot out. The butterrabbit hit the ground face first, hard! The zebra striped rabbit creature waggled his butterfly wings a little bit as he lifted himself off of the ground and sneered at the Cheshire cat, but the grinning cat man was not there.

He got up to his knee and looked around for the Cheshire. Then he looked at the raccoon girl, who flinched at his sharp gaze. That was when the striped rabbit had an idea. The Cheshire cat couldn't stand the idea of the ones he protected getting hurt. With her in his clutches, he would have some leverage. Before he could even act on his idea, he got back up to his feet, and the purple feline poofed in front of him in a puff of smoke. Without a split second to react, he swiped the palm of his hand into the butterrabbit's cock and balls with a great bit of force.

The long-eared, winged creature's face turned a hot red as he glared down at the cat! He trembled, both in great anger and a great deal of pain. He clenched his fists shut, but it looked as if lifting his fists to punch him were beyond the shaking rabbit. After a moment, sweat began to stream down his face, and he was forced into a fetal position, his legs and hands cupping on all side of his genitals in order to protect them, and apply pressure from the enormous, white pain that he experienced.

The Cheshire cat stood over the pain-stricken creature and looked down upon him, shaking his head.

"I am the guardian of this realm until another takes my place. My eyes see far and wide through the trees and the mountains. Repeat this offense, and I will bury you in your shame, along with the soil. Perhaps the tree that grows from your body will better serve this land better than yourself." His grin never wavered as he turned to Emily, whose arms still covered her nipples.

She walked toward him, and he did the same for her. He was a little taller than her, but that didn't stop her from gazing into his red irises.

"Th-thank you." She said, blushing a great deal as her arms came away from her chest, and he took both of her hands.

"You're most welcome. My name is Renald, but you may call me Ren. I am the protector of this place, and I happened to catch your scent. What is your name?"

"Emily Deavers... I'm from Earth. I was brought here because of a mistake I made." She said as she looked away, gazing off to the side as she remembered her shameful behavior. "Thanks to the Gretta cat."

"The Gretta cat? You met the Gretta cat? He is legendary, even to Cheshire cats. Such a rare discovery. What did you wish for?" He asked, and leaned his head to the side to meet her eyes once more.

"That's... not really important." She shook her head and met his gaze once again. "Can you help me get back to my world?"

"Well, the problem with that is there are many ways off of this world, but none of them are certain to be your way home." Ren said as she drew in a gasp of breath.

Her eyes filled with tears, and her hands crossed underneath her bare, buoyant breasts. The thought of never seeing her family again, or the thought of never seeing anything that she knew ever again, all because of one simple mistake. It weighed her down so very much, and she closed her eyes tight, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Now, what is the meaning of this?" He said as his finger came down below her chin, and lifted it back up to look at him. Her eyes opened wide up to him, tears staining her cheeks, and she sniffed a little. "All you need to do is ask. That is all you need to do."

"Ask?" She tilted her head a little to the side as his thumb wiped the tears from her cheek, and went to her other to do the same. Then he leaned in to look her in the eyes, face to face, causing her to blush.

"Ask." He said again, this time he leaned his forehead against hers and kept looking her in the eyes.

"W-will you help me get home?"

"Yes." He turned and held her hand, pulling her along with him as the began to descend the hill. She glanced back toward the griffon and his friend as they began to stir, but not get to their feet. There were so many questions she wanted to ask him, and he seemed susceptible to them but she had no idea where to even begin.

She walked with him, even talked to him about the world they were in. Evidently, it was known as Drematia, and it was one in an infinite spectrum of worlds that made up the multiverse. The odds of her finding this one single world was even more unlikely than being born on a planet other than Earth. He showed her all around the dimension, and they walked along the path. She mentioned finding some clothes, but Ren explained that having clothes was an oddity in their realm, and she was better off without.

"Not to mention, we're at our first destination." Ren said as he showed her to a beautiful, red lake that spanned many yards across a valley between the hills. With such a lush pink grass growing all around it, the red lake looked like a big jello mold in the ground, with bright-blue trees growing around it. It was water, in the "normal" world it would be more or less food coloring. She drank deeply of the water, even splashed a little bit on herself as she kneeled down by the coast.

That was when she noticed the Cheshire cat sliding along the top of the water as if it were made of ice. He had a large smile on his face as he looked over toward her and pushed himself along the top.

"Please, drink your fill. There is no animal life in the water. It's for drinking and bathing." He said, and suddenly he began to sink in and sigh as he closed his eyes. Then he opened one eye as he heard her jump into the lake and swim under the water. She came up beside him, surprised that there was still a foothill to stand on.

"So... if there are so many ways out of this place, how will you find the one that leads to my world?" She asked as she washed her hands over her face, getting her fur nice and wet before she shook her head from side to side.

"Well, that is the question, isn't it?" He snickered a little, and saw her puzzled expression. "There is no easy way back to your world. The process of elimination could be quite long, indeed." Her eyes widened and the worried expression grew over just a few seconds. "However, there are what you would call 'landmarks' we could cross, and find your world much easier. With some luck, and a lot of leg work, it is possible to find your world."

The swarm of emotions inside of her was palpable, she floated over to him and looked him in the eyes once again.

"Y-you'd really do that for me? But we just met. I couldn't ask you to leave your own world just to help me." She started to say more, but he held a finger up to her lips.

"I've been meaning to leave this world for some time anyway. This simply gives me an excuse. Not to mention, I cannot have some lost soul floating around this world with no hope of finding her family and loved ones. What kind of guardian would I be?"

"But then, who would guard this world?" She asked, looking around.

"Someone qualified for the job. Once, I leave, they will be chosen to take up the mantle." He said, and she finally gave a little smile.

"I... I don't know what to say. You've been so kind, and for some reason, I trust you when I know trusting someone could lead me to my own death. Please, promise me you'll never purposely lead me astray."

He put his hand on her cheek and leaned his forehead onto the top of hers, his other arm pulling her in close to him. His body was so warm, and the way he held her made her feel so safe.

"I swear it." He whispered in her ear, making her turn her head up toward him, and the two of them met in a kiss. So much was riding on him to do the right thing for her, and he could turn and leave her anywhere he wanted without a second thought, yet he chose to help her. She could not express how much it meant to her with words alone. She pulled him close and caressed his back, all the way down to his fluffy tail.

"Oh, Ren, part of me doesn't want to leave this place. It's so beautiful here, and so much natural beauty that my world is missing, a lot." She met him in another kiss, and this time it was his turn to run his hands up and down her beautiful, hourglass figure.

"It is beautiful, yes, but it is also dangerous. Very dangerous, as you've already witnessed. That was the safer side of the dimension. Unfortunately, to leave this place the way we should, we'll need to travel through the darker parts of Drematia. It's not safe for someone who has not grown up in the wilds of this place. As much as I hate to say it, you would not survive." He said with a certain sincerity, and she pressed her face against his chest. "We'll leave tomorrow."

He said this, and the light from the purple sky began to dwindle at an unusual speed. The sky turned black, and what came into view made Emily's eyes light up as she looked up.

There was an entire line of moons across the sky. They were lined up like a necklace of pearls across the sky, uneven, and crooked in their single file. She let out an exasperated laugh as she smiled up at the sky, admiring its absolute beauty.

"Wow..." She said, then she gasped as his mouth closed over the side of her neck, and kissed it with a beautiful passion. She moaned, her cheeks flushing deep. Her hand came up to the back of his head, and she gave him more room to work with as she leaned her head to the side. She leaned her chin downward and sighed, her eyes opened a little, but then widened as she saw that his beautifully hard penis head poked up from beneath the water. She put her hand on his length and gasped at how stiff he was.

Her fingers traced along his shaft, and the flutter in her heart never ceased as he looked down toward her with his red eyes closely gazing into her blue ones. She began to flush ever so deeply as their lips let again, and her hand gripped his cock's length. The water gave wonderful lubrication as she gently rubbed him. Ren's hands grabbed onto her breasts full palm, and began to rub them gently in circles as their lips met once again. The heat in her cheeks only flared with every move he made as he touched her ever so gently. His breath was hot, and their kisses grew ever more ravenous, and filled with pure lust.

Her body's pleasure was so intense that she could already feel it stacking toward an orgasm. His fur was so soft, and his hands felt amazing rubbed against her breasts. Her eyes were partially closed as he softly broke the kiss, and they gazed at him with such a hunger that he could not even begin to imagine.

"I think I've bathed enough." She said as she walked toward the shore and got on her hands and knees, her shapely ass pointed toward him as she grinned toward him. He gazed at her wide-eyed as she shook her ass toward him, crawling to the shore. Sure enough, as she rolled over onto her back in the pink grass, he was right above her, having appeared in a purple puff of smoke. The length of his hard on rested on her well trimmed mound and his hands were on either side of her head.

He leaned down onto her and kissed her lips softly. Her hands explored his slender body, and his soft, wet fur. Her hands trailed down the front of his torso, and clenched the length of his rock hard cock.

"Please... I want you so bad." Emily whispered to him, and he had no trouble sliding it from the top of her crotch, and sinking it deep into her wet, wanting hole. "Oh God!" She whispered in a sharp tone. Little moans escaped her mouth as he began to press it deep into her and bump his pelvis against hers. Her juices covered his shaft and his head as she spread her legs wide for him. Her hands rubbed his face, and clenched his cat ears.

"You're so warm." He whispered, and was about to say something else until she pressed her mouth to his and invaded his with her very vigorous tongue. She licked all over his mouth, and even sucked on his bottom lip as his rhythm increased. She began to sweat, and her g-spot felt like it was being pinpointed by the base of his glans. His steely cock was so gentle, and yet it rocked her amazingly well!

"Please, don't stop!" By that time, she was bucking up and down in rhythm with him as his pumping became hard, and in long, deep strokes. She felt the full length of his cock inside of her every other second, like a machine, he made loud sloppy, wet noises as his rod sloshed through her juices. It wasn't long before the expression on his face clenched up and he started gasping for air. "Ren! Cum inside of me! Please give me every drop! Fill me!"

She came before him, and her moans became squeals of bliss with every push inside of her. She shivered in delight as he fucked her through her orgasm. It was not long before his gasping suddenly stopped, and he growled in her ear. His juices burst into her, and fill her with hot semen. She took in every bit, and panted, feeling his semen dribble out of her well fucked cunny.

"Oh my God... that was... " Her chest heaved as she looked up at him, and met his lips once again as he dipped down toward her and gave her another deep, passionate kiss. He did not slide out of her as he laid down on top of Emily and they cuddled up close.

"Yeah..." He whispered, and made her giggle as her arms went around him. "I can't promise that I'll make everything easy... but I can promise that as long as I'm alive, I'll help you find your way home." He said as he purred, cuddling into her neck, making her cheek cling to his brow.

"Thank you..." She couldn't say that enough. He was a friend and more when she truly needed him, and she couldn't begin to imagine what laid ahead of them. It was going to be a long, hard journey. They just needed to take the first step.