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The portal snapped shut behind them, vanishing in a swirl of purple and green energy, Marcos looked behind him at the spot where it had been. Lifting his eyes and frowned, it was his boat... beached high above the tide line but not where he had left it. Turning around he joined Quinten in staring up at the headland rearing overhead. It was the location they had started out from, the beach beneath the forest.

"How..." turning to look at Sefra the goat frowned, the rabbit was a mess, his fur was tousled, streaked with mud and spots of tar and the only piece of clothing he had on was those tight, latex shorts. He did have that small black ferret curled incongruously about his shoulders, silently watching everyone with those piercing amber eyes of his.

Looking down at himself Marcos blushed beneath his fur, he was just as much a mess as Sefra, all of them where. Running a paw through his sticky hair Marcos' shoulders slumped and he padded up the beach to join Quinten, hooves slipping in the sand.

"Can we go use your place to clean up Quin?"

Twenty minutes later and the wet room in the apartment above Quinten's shop was full of steam and naked flesh. Latex shorts had been dumped on the floor and now pressurised jets of nearly boiling water were pounding Marcos' fur from every direction. Sighing happily Marcos pressed his back against the tiled wall and tilted his head back, allowing the jet to rinse the soak from his fur. The first ten minutes had been spent desperately scrubbing his fur, the water that had washed down the drains had been nearly black as the dirt and grime from the games had left their fur.

Now however Marcos was feeling mostly clean again, the water felt amazing against his skin and fur. The designs and patterns that Quinten had drawn into their fur during that amazing orgy in the pool were gone. It was over... sighing softly Marcos squeaked and looked down sharply as something warm and inviting wrapped itself around his balls. It was Sefra, the rabbit had snuck up on him, naked and cream with white hare once more and was sucking on his nuts. Blushing furiously Marcos let out an appreciative bleat of pleasure as his sheath started to stir and draw back from his thickening goat-ness.

Walking his hoof capped fingers down his chest Marcos rubbed his cock and then used a long squirt of shower gel to get it nice and slick and foamy. Bleating in delight Marcos trembled as Sefra continued to tease and massage his nuts with his maw. Quinten then emerged out of the steam and knelt behind Sefra, his fingers trailing through the rabbit's back fur. Quin shivered as one of the hare's hands went down between his legs and squeeze him there and Marcos met the other bunny's eyes and smiled.

He had washed out all the remnants of his dyes and his hair had been combed free, soft brown waves of luxurious hair clung to his next and back. He also wasted no time in sliding his arms around Sefra's stomach and slipped his dick up under his tail. The bunny grunted and went wide eyed, moaning around his muzzle full of goat balls as Quinen slipped into him. Smirking Marcos stopped stroking his duck and gripped a handful of bunny ears. Letting the hot water rinse his dick clean he stuffed it into Sefra's unprotesting muzzle and bleated happily as the bunny sucked along his shaft.

Letting his horns clunk back against the wall the goat moaned softly, rolling his hips and panting heavily. The air was hot, humid and the water pounded heavily against his body as he trembled and groaned. It didn't take long for Marcos to fall right over the edge, feeding Sefra his seed and bleating eagerly into the warm steamy air as one of his hooves clopped rapidly against the tiles. It didn't end there, one orgasm wasn't enough, not after all the peril, life threatening madness and finally victory! It wasn't long before the goat was in the middle, Sefra behind him, his head wedged between Quin's thighs, it was good to be home!

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Two hours later found the trio of friends sat around a white painted iron table on a terracotta piazza. It was a snug, private garden draped in thick green foliage from a multitude of huge pots and planters. The iron and glass doors that led back into the cafe could barely be seen nestled as they were between flowering vines.

A huge glass jug beaded with condensation contained ice tea and Marcos's glass too. He was a bit busy giggling as Quinten recanted the tail of how Sefra had been captured by the Kasvane in his tent and how he'd wound up resetting whilst carrying Sefra's skull.

"They were happy to brag about it, they'd taken you all but didn't want to harm me. Damn plant men were as good as me when it came to controlling the forest and it was theirs so j was all but locked out."

Grimacing Sefra shook his head, fanning himself with a light oriental fan, his silk shirt billowing gently, "Well Quin got done in next game, remember that gelatinous cube?"

"Oh gods," the hare mumbled his ears folding back,"That thing was so unfair, no way that was a legal game move."

Sefra smirked "It had you inside, first time I saw it, it was busy digesting you. Nido had been swallowed by quicksand, Shy was a swarm of rats and Flinty...." he winched, "Flinty was busy being fucked by the Shy swarm," the hare waved a paw, "So I reset and saved the day."

"After being swallowed by a snake," Marcos accused and grinned as Sefra shot him a dark look,"Flinty told me how you knew all about the hosts snake-trap. Bet it caught you."

Sefra blushed, and didn't argue but busied himself feeding a chunk of cake to Tsochan who still hadn't said anything. The ferret was curled up on the table and grabbed the cake, wolfing it down with ferrety nibbles. In fact he was behaving exactly as one would expect a domesticated ferret to, it was a bit weird.

"So..." Marcos murmured, refilling his glass, ice cubes clonking softly in the sloshing liquid, "Think you can order Tsochan to bring Flinty back?"

Sefra shot Quinten a look, the brown hares ears perked up and the fox like plant tattoo covering his left arm stirred, "I'm not sure he can," Sefra muttered prodding the ferret in the stomach, "I think... he's not Tsochan's to give back, the Dark Knight Stole him."

Marcos frowned and nodded, "Good point, if I remember my lore about the game world we would need to challenge the Dark Knight for Flinty?"

"Probably," Sefra sighed, "I'm not going back in there to try, not now I finally have my prize."

"You mean now we have the prize," Quinten corrected the bunny over his tea, "We all helped you Sefra, no trying to hog Tsochan for yourself."

Sefra frowned at Quinten and shook his head, "I collared him, demons mine!"

"That wasn't the deal," Quinten growled slamming his mug down, "We helped you bag Vik, we all get to make use of him. Don't you dare try to weasel out of the deal now rabbit, not after it was my magic that allowed you to win."

"Guys...." Marcos tried to interject but Sefra shouted over him.

"Oooh your magic, the vaunted time magic, yeah it was useful but you were useless!" Quin opened his mouth to retort but Sefra kept right on dressing him down, "You wasted all of our resets! First you didn't detect the Kasvane, then you got eaten by a gelatinous cube, trapped in a sarcophagus and mummified!"

Standing up Sefra growled face to face with Quinten, "Your vaunted magic didn't save Shy did it? Those kobolds got him and we couldn't bring him back not to forget how we lost Nidonocu as well, your time magic didn't help as much as you claimed."

"You lost Nido!" Quinten accused pointing a finger at Sefra, "You were the leader, you fouled up the Game by cheating against the Dark Knight directly. How dare you..." growling Quinten brought his arms around the the vines over the door sprang to life and leapt across the intervening space to try and ensnare Sefra.

Kicking backwards out of his chair Sefra kicked the wrought iron table and sent it flying, glasses and parasol tumbling. Marcos yelped in alarm and scrambled backwards, clutching the jug of ice tea in both hands. Wide eyed the goat stared as the creeping rose vines across the back wall came to life and started to entangle Sefra's legs.

"Guys stop!" Marcos shouted then ducked as something hard and yellow almost twatted him in the head. It was the lemon tree, it's branches were whipping back and forth, launching its fruits at Sefra. The bunny wasn't lying there and taking it, as the first lemon arched through the air towards him he rolled over, tugging his legs free of the rose vines and unleashed a burst of air.

The first several lemons went wild as the air around the rabbit erupted into a tornado of leaves and thorns. Thorns had shredded Sefra's diaphanous silk trousers but he shook one of the bells on his belt and twatted the next lemon back at Quinten with his hammer. The lunar crescendo literally sang as it connected with the small hard fruits and the hare ducked and rolled out of the way behind a large stone plant bed.

Stalking forwards Sefra brought his hammer around and a pulse of air blasted the plants into mulch. Marcos tried to find his voice or the courage to run over and stop them, he didn't dare move however, if he ran in the middle of this they might hit him. He gasped as a fox like creature leapt over the flowerbed and tackled Sefra. It was such a strange creature, smooth and slick of body yet covered in fantastical details. It looked like it should have depth, rustling leaves and rugged bark but in reality it was made from paint. Marcos had seen them before, Quinten's familiars, guardians made out of his special dyes and brought to life with his enchanted plant magic.

The fox latched onto Sefra's arm and bit down hard and the rabbit yelled and dropped his hammer. Falling backwards, struggling against the plant fox Sefra was susceptible to Quinten's next attack. The vines covered in long connical pink blossoms lunged forwards and started trying to wrap Sefra in their coiling, snake like embrace. Rolling back and forth Sefra cursed and rolled over, smashing the plant fox against the ground until its head went splutch and he was free.

Air exploded outwards, shredding vines and blossoms as the moon rabbit launched himself skywards. He sailed over the garden wall into the street beyond and Quinten and his fox creature followed! Shaking his head in disbelief Marcos scrambled after them both, smashing through the gate and into the street in time to see Quinten and Sefra meet in the middle of the road. Sefra was using concentrated blasts of air to try and knock Quinten back but the hare danced around them, razor sharp leaves spinning about him in a cyclone.

It was amazing, Marcos had never seen Quin act so nimbly, but Sefra couldn't seem to lay a paw on him so fled. Racing along the street Marcos followed watching as that plant fox raced across the wall keeping level with Sefra. He'd merged into the brickwork and looked like a mural or piece of stylistic graffiti, racing and moving as if alive but clearly two dimensional. Spinning on one foot Sefra held out one arm and snagged his hammer out of the air and brought it down against the wall. Bricks shattered, cracks spread out radially from the impact point and the painted fox creature leapt out of the wall. Paws slammed into Sefra's chest, back legs kicked off the wall and the rabbit and fox flew across the street and crashed through a hedge.

Quinten followed them through the hedge and Marcos skidded to a halt in front of the gap. He was just in time to see Sefra pulling himself out of the fountain basin he'd landed in. A scum of paint on the surface was all that remained of the familiar and Quinten was stalking towards the rabbit. The hare looked pissed and as Sefra tried to dart through an archway cut into the box hedge it suddenly slammed shut. Branches and leaves tangled Sefra in their grip and the bunny yelped, dropping his hammer. Tight tangles of branch closed over Sefra's hands and muzzle, robbing him of his ability to command the winds, it looked like the fight was over.

"Check mate Sefra," Quinten growled, "I thought we were a team, you betrayed our trust, I can't believe... rrfffkkkkkkk!"

Quinten suddenly stiffened, arms being pressed to his side, body growing rigid as the air around him rippled with strange rainbow coloured refractions. It was as of the air was solidifying and then colour bled into the odd twists surrounding the hare. Black fur, maroon highlights around all four ankles and a collar snug about his neck. Tsochan's back feet were flat on the floor but his tube like body had grown in size until he could curl around Quinten like a snake. Growling softly the ferret squeezed Quinten, his head loomed above the hare's ears as he squeezed the bunny tightly.

Wheezing softly, half crushed and struggling to breath Quinten tried to glare at Sefra but couldn't quote manage it. The plants holding Sefra started to squeeze tight but he flicked his ears and without any words being spoken Tsochan stuffed Quinten into his mouth. The demon swallowed, Marcos could see his throat bulging as struggling and straining Quin started to slide down the giant ferret's throat.

Marcos stared in shock, watching in horror as the demon devoured the hare, his throat rippled, bulged and more of Quin slid out of sight. His arms were soon out of sight, then his kicking, struggling legs began to follow. The demon had a pleased, happy grin on his face, his slick, thick red tongue curling under the hare's body, pulling him deeper, forcing him down his throat. As his feet kicked back and forth, sliding inexorably down that throat Marcos sprang into action, leaping forward to try and catch them. He was stopped by a swirl of air pulling him back and he turned to gape at Sefra. He was using his windy powers to free himself from the tangled branches. Looking back as the demonic ferret made a wet gulping noise Marcos got to see the last bulging outline vanish. Quin had been relegated to the demons gut and at his current size there was no trace of him.

"What the hell Sefra!" Marcos shouted as the rabbit stood up and stretched, "He's our friend, get him out of there!"

Stroking the ferret's muzzle Sefra frowned at Marcos and shook his head, "No, he wasn't out friend, he works for his Master and his forest. He was going to betray us all and seize Tsochan for himself."

Gaping at the rabbit the goat shook his head, "No way, he'd never do that, his forest comes first but he'd never betray a friend."

"He was going to but Tsochan told me," leaning in the rabbit ruffled the demon ferret's stomach. He flopped onto his side like a noodle, tail twitching, dooking happily as he watched Marcos, "He's such a good ferret, yes he is," Sefra crooned, the pushed down on a slight, grasping outline in the ferret's stomach.

"You can't be serious, you're taking his word over Quin's!"

"We've been in mental communication since we got back," Sefra said with a smile as he pushed and flattened every bulge Quinten made as he struggled inside the demonic ferret, "He's bound to obey me Marcos, his words are more trustworthy than anyone else's."

Tilting his head, paws rubbing that churning, gurgling ferret gut the rabbit eyed the goat, "Don't worry, as soon as Tso finishes digesting him I'll bring him back. Just with a few little tweaks but more importantly we're not going to have a problem over this are we Marcos?"

"What?" Marcos started then froze as the ferret yawned, showing off his throat.

"I'd hate for us to have a falling out like me and Quinten did, we cool goat boy?"

Marcos swallowed heavily and nodded his head vigorously, "Everything is just fine, I'll leave you to work on Quin then..." taking a few steps back the goat turned and hurried out of the garden. He had to get away... was the demon really offering good advice or... was he manipulating Sefra already? He didn't know what to believe but didn't want to hang around to find out!

Rubbing his paws on the digesting gut of his ferret Sefra listened to Marcos' retreating hooves picking up speed. He was running, tilting his head he listened to Tsochan and nodded his head, "You may be right, we'll watch him, if he causes us trouble you can eat him. But for now demon..." pulling the ferret's head down Sefra smirked, "It's time I took you home and claimed my reward."

Laughing softly Sefra started for home, the ferret followed, it was his now, but he'd done it. After all this time he finally owned Tsochan!

~fin