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Junkies. © Tsumi Moogle '17 Characters Themselves.

To see the Spire at night was actually quite the treat. The way its multiple-storeyed form towered into the sky, where clouds kissed and drifted about its somewhat rounded shape, the glittering lights of homes and businesses from afar making the grand spire almost glitter. But Alpha had never gotten to see it from that perspective. Nor the perspective of those who roamed the upper layers of the Spire, looking out over the glittering lakes that surrounded the phallic wonder. He had heard talk from some, of the way the horizon stretched, out over the badlands, where no bunny roamed, to the very edge, where it was said that one could faintly glimpse the Rift, as two minute bumps upon the border of existence.

Alpha was a Vas-dweller. They called it the warrens, as if to entice a sense of community, and homeliness. However, the winding, maze-like tunnels; the greater open areas, with their suspended bridges, and walkways spanning expansive drops; the constant musk through the air that reminded them of what lay above, easily quashed any such sense. Of course, community was a hard thing to pin down, in a place where each day was a gamble. A gamble of who would make it to work, or school, and who would return from it. Some rabbits were lucky enough to be garanteed their passage, not through influence, or riches, but the most coveted commodity of all: Size.

Some were born with it, some grew into it, and others, more eager and forward aiming, took it for themselves. Along with everything else that was attached. That was just the way it was. The big took precedence, those smaller dutifully obliged. The larger you were, the higher you could work, the further up the spire you could deign to dwell, if there was room. And vacancies were often in the making.

No where was more true than the Warrens, with its hidey-hole homes and alley like abodes. One could claim a place, but one always had to be careful of anyone who liked the look of it more. Adjusting the strap of the backpack over his shoulder, the bunny continued his memorized path. Third right, along the top-level walkway of section A-31, careful down the slope, left-most at the fork, greet old Geoff, the blind, spotted lop in his home as he passed by.

Other bunnies passed by as he went, mostly eyes set forward. The only bunny who looked you in the eye, was the bunny who wanted something. And there was only one thing anyone wanted. He could feel them on him as he made past a rounded corner, a large, aged splatter mark over the wall his third-way marker. Thankfully, no footsteps had accosted him. Yet. Last year he had reached the age. The city's laws of immunity no longer applied to him. He was fair game, and knew it was a matter of time before someone questioned it.

That someone being an older buck with deep golden fur, that was broken by odd, bleached-looking splotches along his form, originating from his shoulder, down. One of his ears was half missing, but certainly not bitten off. He walked, nude, as a number of more forward aiming bucks tended to. A challenge, a statement, a warning. Alpha heard him from a side-tunnel, his footsteps firm and heavy. Splashing through the odd, thick puddle in lazy pursuit. Finally, the smaller buck cringed as he heard the words.

'Boy. Stop.' The rumbling voice made his ears twitch, and cautiously, turned about to face the older buck. A head taller than him, if not for his ears. The tawny buck smirked toothily as he approached, and made a pointed gesture down. The same that the guards made if he went to leave the warren. Muscle memory guided his hands on his waistband, and saw the fabric drop to his knees.

The tawny buck didn't stop, his taller form pressed firm against Alpha's front, pinning him against the curve of the warm wall. It was always warm, always feeling like it thrummed or quietly flowed with something in its walls. The musk of the older buck had Alpha's head swim. He could feel the pulse of the older buck's shaft, pressing against his hips, grinding slowly. And then he drew back, as the instinctive pulse and rise of the splotchy bunny's shaft steadily brought them together, both pairs of eyes dropping. 'After you.' urged the tawny buck.

Alpha's hand trembled a little as he grasped both shafts, enticing a soft groan of pleasure from the older male. He eased his hips back as was customary, and using his fingers, the smaller buck eased his length and the tawny's down beside each other, horizontally. How many buns had been in this gamble, he pondered, as he stared. How many had been so judged, promptly determined in worth. How many, the splotchy bunny swallowed, suddenly realized they were bigger than they thought? The gasp that escaped the tawny rabbit this time, was not one of pleasure. Alpha's tip rested easy against the larger buck's abdominals, where the older buck's, was a solid inch away from his own. Alpha gave a gentle squeeze on both cocks. 'I-I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to impede you.' the tawny buck swallowed, his eyes darting down at his shaft, as if to be sure he wasn't imagining the error in judgement, and back to the smaller buck's face. He could see plainly, the realization on the smaller bunny's face. A grin slowly spread over Alpha's features.

'You didn't? But you told me to stop.' the splotchy bunny said, wetting his lips gently. His length gave an eager pulse. 'Kneel down.' The tawny rabbit visibly shuddered, as he eased down to his knees, before the smaller rabbit, tensing as he felt the splotchy buck's hand resting between his ears. He let himself be guided down, until the spongy tip of the smaller buck's shaft squidged against his nose-pad, and for a moment, spread -over- it. His eyes clenched tight, before the slimey sensation drew back, and smeared instead, along his cheeks. Alpha swallowed gently. The heady rush of power, and of pleasure were intoxicating. ..But he knew to judge himself carefully. The lessons they had taken on such things were starters, but he knew well he was not prepared for a rabbit as big as himself.. He would well lose the attempt at packing the tawny buck down. ..And if he did, well, the rules became a little murkier in such a slip of power. 'You're lucky I'm feeling generous, today. How about you scurry home?' he quipped, as he gave his cock a soft shake, and tapped his tip against the larger buck's forehead.

The Tawny rabbit nodded, shuffling his way back, with his pre-smeared head cowed. Easing to his feet, he murmured a nervous appology, and began to briskly walk away, before the smaller rabbit thought to change his mind. Or his cock did. He was new to the realization that he was big, he recognized that much. But how eager he was, he didn't want to tempt. Alpha watched the tawny tail-spade vanish around a corner, before groaning gently, and drawing his pants up. With a breath of that musky air, he turned, to continue home, thoughts and ideas beginning to churn and burble between his tall ears.

His feet lead him on, more following the curve of tunnels, than taking any direct route. His eyes wandered, without taking in details, as his mind lay, focused inwards with each and every thought being picked through and considered. The locker room shennanigans would be a little more interesting, certainly. He knew who was so sized, from how they had postulated, and puffed themselves up. They were not near that tawny rabbit's size, meaning he could take the first step, on crawling out of the warrens. His tail spade wriggled delightedly with the thought, as he paused on a walkway, watching the steady almost pulse-like surges of thick seed that escaped through tubes, feeding and raining down into the glorping depths so far below.

Watching the steady oozing, the buck hesitated, and managed to pull his mind back from his thoughts. None of his pathways necessitated leading through one of the seed pits. Looking up and about, he caught sight of the faded numbering on a panel by the walk-way's entrance. 'C-22' '..Oh no.' Alpha murmured. A glimpse of movement from the walkway's exit caught his eye, and he noticed the shadow of a rabbit watching him. Swallowing faintly, he turned, and began back the way he came. The puddles that plagued the warrens were more copious along this section of them. His footpaws would be bleached white again. A thought that made him shiver as he glanced at tunnels and forkways, with their numbers and lettering scratched off. He was certain he could hear the soft weight of damp footsteps behind him. This was not a good part of town to be.

Certain he could make out the straight edge of an 'A' in one sign, the bunny gave a relieved sigh, as he hurried down it, and rounded a corner, pulling up short as he caught sight of several bucks standing around a small opening, an intersection of several tunnels. They were probably barely older than him, and wearing a mish-mash of clothes, some of which didn't seem to fit them. 'Junkies.' The buck murmured to himself, feeling his heart starting to pound a little uncertainly in his chest. Behind him, the sounds of those footsteps continued getting closer.

He took a breath, and fixed his gaze forwards, starting to walk with an air of false-bravado. His tail spade twitched behind him traitorously. Heads turned at the sound of his footsteps, and as he stepped out into the small opening, several pairs of eyes lifted to regard him. Four of them. Staring straight ahead, Alpha made for the exit directly infront of him, only to find a short rabbit with rich russet fur, and a black-and-white rabbit stepping together to bar his path.

'Afternoon there, drip. What's your rush?' came the voice of one of the rabbits behind him. Alpha glanced back, staring at the soft brown fur of the tallest of the bunch. 'On my way home.' He replied stiffly. 'Excuse me.' He tried to push forward between the duo, only for them to push a hand each on his chest and knock him back on his rump. 'Woah, woah, smear! No need to be rude. We're just asking. Wouldn't want to end up lost down here. And you sure don't look like you live down this far.' grinned the brown buck, looming over Alpha's form. 'I don't. And I know where I'm going. So get out of my way, unless you're big enough!' The splotchy bunny snapped. He had said the magic words. The duo before him glanced at one another, then their cohorts behind Alpha, and narrowed their eyes as they adjusted their pants to fish out their lengths each. The splotchy bunny did likewise, hoping beyond hope.

There was silence as the bucks all spent several moments, toying themselves, working themselves up. Alpha made the challenge, he chose the russet furred buck with a glance. Stepping up, they nudged together. The russet buck was several inches from his stomach. Alpha's gaze turned to the black and white buck. He was a little larger, but still overwhelmed. Turning about from the glowering bucks, the splotchy bun eyed the brown-furred bun and stepped up to him. As he did so, the brown buck angled his length, and met Alpha's tip with his own. It was a callous thing to do. Challenging the size-off, making it almost aggressive. With a shudder of pleasure, Alpha pressed forward, his flesh spreading over the head of the brown buck's shaft, sinking it smooth into his own, as he stepped up, until his tip pressed into the buck's stomach-fur. The brown's defiant eyes stared at the smaller bunny, as Alpha reached down, and with a couple of fingers, found the bulge of the other buck's tip. A finger's width from his base.

For their positioning though, he was forced to step back, away from the brown, who looked aside with a growl, as Alpha eyed the last of the group. The grey-furred bun's length firm, and just by looking, he knew the challenge was his. Pulling up his pants, the splotchy rabbit turned to the tunnel exit, to continue on.

'You're not done, drip.' came an unfamiliar voice from behind him, making Alpha turn. It was the rabbit that had been watching him on the walkway. 'My name's Alpha, and I outsize them all, I'm going.' Alpha said with a frown, as the ebon furred rabbit stepped up into the room. The tallest easily, he quirked his head. 'Kyle.' the ebon buck replied, 'Size up, now.' The black rabbit said with a lazy look in his eyes. Alpha's eyes darted to the faces of those rabbits flanking the black. Ghosts of smirks flitted on each of them. They were waiting, apparently for this. The splotchy rabbit's tail spade began to flutter uneasily as his pants dropped again.

As the black furred buck drew down his own well bleach-stained pants, Alpha gave a nervous squeak at the thick slab of flesh that the larger rabbit commanded. Lazily stroking his flesh, the spire rose, and looking expectant, he waited. Alpha stepped up, but he knew the answer as readily as he had with the grey bun. His shaft was scarcely longer than half of the larger male's. His breathing grew faster as he lifted his gaze to the taller buck's face.

'Well well, drip. Here's what's going to happen.' Kyle grinned in a way that Alpha recognised. He'd worn it not a half hour ago. 'My little cuz here,' he clapped an arm on the grey's shoulder. 'is going to call the shots. You're going to do what he tells you. Clear?' 'But, he's-' the splotchy buck began. 'And I'm bigger than you. Floor's all yours, Jae.' Kyle smirked as he stepped back. The smaller grey bun stepped up, wetting his lips with a grin as he looked to Alpha.

'On your knees, and hands out in front.' Jae murmured with a shiver as his pants eased down. Alpha shuddered nervously as he looked about at the chuckling rabbits, and sank slowly down to his knees. Staring at the flesh before him, he lifted his hands up only to have his wrists gripped by the smaller rabbit.

Jae took a breath and widened his stance as he slowly delved Alpha's fingers each into his tip. Pre drizzling out about each of them, made the splotchy bunny cringe as small trickles oozed down his forearms. It was just a tease. He was little, he couldn't get over all of him.. As if reading the look on his face though, Jae squeezed his hands, bringing his fingers together, and sank the entireity of both of Alpha's hands into the thick, sticky heat of his shaft. Squeaking, Alpha stared at that bulge, swallowing nervously and shaking his head, breathless words trying to escape him as the smaller buck rested his hands atop his head, pressing his ears back and began to thrust, inching and crawling his engorged shaft up over his forearms.

His panicked breaths brought in wafts of the grey buck's rich musk. The heady scent of it made his head swim a little, as every sway of the grey hips sank that shaft inexorably deeper. His elbows were eased together, and with a firm nudge from the russet furred bunny, Alpha found his muzzle between his arms, before the grey buck's next thrust engulfed his muzzle and vision.

As his vision was made moot, able to see nothing but a dim reddish light filtering through Jae's shaft, and his hearing soon muted when the slick flesh engulfed his head, Alpha was left with his sense of touch. He didn't want to trust taste, or smell. He wriggled his arms, which had sank at an angle, pushing into an odd textured pocket. There was a copious amount of thick fluid, that he knew only too well what it was. The others were stepping in to help, he could tell, as a couple of hands began nudging and tugging his form up to a stand, bent over at the hip. The steady vibration of Jae's moans softly reverberated about him, thickly muted by the odd squishes and squelches, and shlurks of the flesh worming steadily over his shoulders, and torso.

Jae stood with his eyes rolled back in a dizzy flutter of pleasure. It quaked through his form, each new wave spurred as he rolled his hips. Every inch he claimed, making his shaft ache so delightfully, and his balls with them. He was scarcely aware of Kyle's warm tone in his ear, coaxing him on, with a broad hand cupping his curiously distending balls. The ebon-furred buck thumbed along them as they swelled, albeit no where near with the mass that they should have been. 'Hold him steady, boys. Give him something to thrust against.' The older rabbit coached, as the smaller bun found the task becoming easier as that slim chest diminished to trim abdominals. Groaning heavily for the intensity, his hands rested atop Alpha's hips, his head hanging as he grit his teeth. 'Easy, cuz. Take a breath, let it out slow. If you blow now, you won't be able to get him back in today.' Nodding faintly, Jae paused in his motions, gasping steadily to try and steady himself, whilst the splotchy bun's tail's incessant fluttering tickled his wrists.

Within, Alpha sputtered. He whimpered as his hands pushed awkwardly at the walls that had unfurled around him. That thick pool slopping about, tingling and warming his form wherever it touched. Everything had paused, the smaller buck seeming to have reached his limit. Perhaps this was it, and he would be able to go, when he- His heart lurched as his body did. Some unseen sign had coaxed those hands that had raised him, to lift him up wholly, upside-down, and gravity played as much the part of antagonist as the group of junkies. Curling over, Alpha whimpered as his form was easily coaxed into bundling, as his hips, and thighs joined him. He felt the insistant bucking of the hips about him, swaying anxiously, Jae's moans reaching his ears as the grey rabbit took him. Every inch, every struggle, everything he was.

His feet sliding in made the splotchy bunny erupt in struggles, pushing and beating and trying to stretch himself out even as that unyielding warmth soaked deeper. The potent musk in the air almost seared his nose and lungs as he drew it in, head swimming for the effort to breathe. If he could just... make him... jizz...

Jae's howls of delight had reached a fever pitch when the bulge of the larger bunny's feet had sunk in, his legs trembled and he'd sagged into Kyle's embrace. The black buck grinned, sinking the lape onto his rump, to let him get his head sorted. It could be minutes, maybe hours, if he dwelled on the sensation of the stretch, and fullness. His balls, weighty and sized like baseballs, twitched, distending at odd angles that made the smaller buck whimper in delight.

They could see about returning the so-named Alpha, back to where he'd come from in time. He'd return to the tide, that would one day wash the spire anew. A new age of prosperity to come. Jae could imagine how the great spire would look, fountainous arcs glistening under the moonlight. If he played his cards right, he'd probably get the chance to see it, too.

--Fin.