Rainworld Fan Fic: Before the Drops

Story by ReynartWrites on SoFurry

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The rain comes soon and there is only one place that the slugcat can hide. She finds shelter at a hibernation chamber and is pursued by a predator. When safety seems assured, she notices that that particular predator had followed her. Cornered, without a weapon, she prepares for death only to notice that the lizard is weak and can barely move. The lock of the chamber turns. There is nothing left to do but wait until the rain stops. Only, she feels empathy for this once powerful creature.


A landscape of grey machinery and blackened metalwork stretched out through the ruins of what perhaps might have been some sort of great civilization. There were strange pillars and structures that could have been anything but underneath the duress of the rain and age, they had all rotted away to nothing that the current inhabitants of this world could recognize, even the few that were more than simple beasts. A weave work of tunnels and passageways through the metalwork led to the Outskirts where the soil mixed with the metal and formed a blackened earth where a few sparse plants could be seen growing despite the conditions. Light fell on the greying remains below, light from a sun that appeared to be obscured by some sort of mass far above the ground where so few cared to look and so few could see. In the Outskirts the light marked the passage of time when the land was free of the rain, what one might consider the day where the beasts and residents of this world could go about their survival. The light had been out for quite some time and many of the creatures that wandered the earth were scurrying away to whatever shelter they could find. Even the bat-like insects began to burrow in the ground despite the fact that no predator had come looking for them. Out of one of the many pipes leading into the mess of machinery a creature poked their head out into the open with large black eyes searching while white nubs that counted as ears twitched as if to search for some sort of sign. When all seemed clear they slipped out of the pipe with a little struggle. They landed on all fours with a sharpened stick held in paw, eyes searching again before the creature stood up all the way. It had a long and plump body that ended with a thick tail. From head to toe, they were covered in sticky white fur and as it moved it trotted about with a single motive in its mind, to find shelter before the rain came.

Side to side the slugcat looked before she started forward again in a low stance. There wasn't anything around her but there were things that could show up at any moment looking for a meal. On the slugcat's trek forward, a wall showed up keeping them from where she knew the nearest shelter was. Of course, there were other shelters that she could feasibly get to but the fear that she might be too slow or might get caught out by something gave her cause to think about which route she took. She gazed down at the sharpened stick she had before looking at the wall. Poking and prodding the material of the wall, she tested to see if she could pierce it before taking a step back. With animal grace she began to hop, testing the height of her jumps before she reached the full extent of one of her leaps and tossed the spear watching as it stuck into the wall creating a small ledge. Very carefully, the lone creature brought herself up onto the shaft sticking out of the wall. She balanced on the stick, arms out and eyes focused upward where she could see the edge of the wall waiting for her. With narrowed away she lowered herself just a bit before leaping up to grab hold of the wall but she had come just a little short of where she needed to be. Her paws and body stuck to the wall for a moment before she kicked up and grabbed the ledge, scrambling to get herself up before finally, the slugcat managed to get herself on the wall thankful that her body had both feline grace and slug stickiness.

Elation struck through the slugcat's body as she rushed forward with a little hop before bounding down a small incline that took her to the pipe where she needed to go. She popped her head through and then slipped her body inside allowing the transfer system to bring her down into the earth and webwork of machinery. She popped out the other end after a brief moment and slipped her head free of the pipe with twitching ears and tilted head to look for any dangers that might be waiting for her down on the ground. When she noticed there was nothing, she slid free of the pipe and fell to the ground below, turning over so she would fall on all fours. The fall wasn't that high for her but if she had fallen any other way she might have hurt herself and that wouldn't do at all. Weakened and alone would only mean an easy catch for anything that might be lurking nearby. Again she gave a glance at her surroundings and found that everything seemed safe enough.

The light above her had been muffled and covered by the building and the ceiling still dripped water from the last time it had rained. There were a few pipes leading out to the surface and a few leading deeper into the machinery but the one that caught her eye was a pipe that was marked with the curved sign of a hibernation chamber. She had come to recognize these as a young kitten and surviving this long she had come to feel immense relief whenever she spotted them. The slugcat's shoulders seemed to relax as she drew herself up and began walking toward the pipe. Even as she heard the rumbling above that signaled the rain, her trot was slow and the noise didn't seem to bother her at all until a second noise joined the song of the rain. An ear twitched as she heard something crashing to the ground that sounded like a loud thump and she turned in time to see a lizard of all things recovering from their fall. The beast hissed and seethed with pink glowing head flashing as its fangs snapped and gnashed while it recovered. When it saw the slug cat it froze on its shadowy black back and tilted its head while the slugcat's heart began to race. A common reaction of prey was to freeze and lock up but the slugcat resisted the urge knowing that she was more than a common animal and turned tail to leap at the pipe opening just as the lizard got up to pursue her.

The slugcat scrambled through the piping, squeaking as she scratched and clawed her way through the tight tunnel. She could have fought with the spear if she had not used it but at the same time, she would have been caught out in the rain. Now she found herself cursing the fact that she had taken her sweet time in finding food for the cycle. If she had been just a bit faster then she would have been able to take her time finding a different shelter and perhaps might have been able to keep her weapon. Despite the situation, there could be absolutely no regrets for the way she used the stick as the rumbling of the rain grew loud enough until it felt like the tunnel she was crawling through was shaking from the force of the water falling above ground. She needed to hurry or else she'd drown in the tunnels when the flooding began, but at the very least, she didn't have far to go.

Soon enough she slid free of the tunnel and found herself in the hibernation chamber. The chamber was a walled area with a mechanism that would close her in and keep her safe from the rain. This one, in particular, had soft grass and plenty of room around to move. A new addition to the hibernation chamber to her was the fact that glowing mushroom caps were growing in the corner, something she hadn't seen before. As curiosity began to take over and she walked toward the mushrooms with the intent of touching a cap. She paused as she swore she heard something behind her like the low hiss of a lizard but the sound was being muffled by the noise of the hibernation chamber's mechanism closing to lock her in for the cycle. When she turned around, there the lizard was, shaking itself off, head twitching and tilting back and forth. Its black slit eyes suddenly locked onto her and she felt her heart pause. She looked around hoping for a sharpened stick, a rock, something to defend herself with, but instead, there didn't seem to be anything in the chamber except for the grass beneath them and the mushroom caps behind her.

The slugcat shuddered and got on all fours, backing herself away from the predator that continued to size her up. Desperation crept up the slugcat's tail as she knew there was no way out of this situation and the trembling in her body worsened as the lizard began to walk toward her. Here in the hibernation chamber, she could see the pink lizard up close and personally now. There were spines on the lizard's back that she had not noticed before that were tipped pink just the same as its head. It kept on approaching her calmly with mouth shut and eyes fixed firmly on her own and when it was just a few steps away from her, it flopped on its stomach and let out a pitiful groaning hiss.

For a moment, the slugcat remained still with her entire being waiting for the inevitable to happen, and yet, nothing did happen. The lizard remained on its stomach with eyes closed and occasionally she saw it open its mouth but it did not snap at her. All it did was let out little huffs of air as if it had been running from something for a long time as she might. She put a paw on her cheek and for the first time noticed that the lizard was dripping wet. It must have been out in the rain even for just a few seconds which must have meant it took a beating. The rain in this land came down with such force that anything living caught beneath the rain would be crushed flat and anything not in a sealed chamber would drown from the rain flooding those areas. Even a few seconds out in the rain before it fell down in full force could be detrimental to the health of any creature, and surely it hurt.

A pang of sympathy rang through the slugcat along with a small drop of confusion. Should she really feel bad for a beast that often hunted down her kind? It was not the fault of the beast that it hunted her, was it? It was only nature playing out as nature was. With that thought in mind, she stepped over to the lizard before pausing as she watched it open its mouth and begin to hiss. She froze in place but not out of fear, out of curiosity. The creature did not lunge for her, it instead was sliding away from her as if she might hurt it. She had chucked spears and rocks at lizards in her time and only ever seen them limping away when she had managed to wound them severely. When it hissed again she brought both of her paws up and began to approach slowly before she reached out carefully to touch it on the snout. The pink of its face and snout began to flicker and it tilted its head while slowly closing its mouth. Here she was with a predator that could tear her apart in a few seconds and yet something was opening within her mind. Yes, slugcats were quite clever and could think above and beyond but she had only ever felt instinctual fear whenever she had seen lizards, and now, now she felt true empathy begin to play out within her mind. She could practically feel the ache in her own limbs, the shivering fear of being caught out in the rain and with that empathy, she began to pass both of her paws gently across the sides of the lizard's head. The pink flashing ceased and its head remained a solid color as it eased itself back onto its stomach. Strange, she never thought that she would have been so close to a lizard, let alone administering comfort to one, and yet, here she was.

Already the rumble of the rain had become a dull throng in the background of the hibernation chamber and when she looked off at the seal entrance she felt exhaustion setting in. Cycle to cycle running here and there looking for food and just trying to survive all while being on edge at every second of the cycle meant that finally feeling safe brought all the fatigue back to her body. When she looked at the lizard, she saw that its eyes were closed and its sides moved up and down in time with its breathing. Sound asleep. Taking a chance, she moved to curl against the predator and shut her eyes. Against cool of the lizard's body and the plush grass, it did not take long before her mind drifted off to dreams of a cycle where things were sweet and her struggles were less.

Normally, the slugcat woke from her slumber when the sound of the hibernation chamber opening with its cranks and gears cracking and grinding told her it was time to get up and begin a new cycle but something strange was happening. Her eyes cracked open halfway while she was still mostly asleep. She couldn't see anything because her mind was blank but she felt something nudging her side. There was a part of her that told her to get up and wake, that danger might be happening, but the other part of her rooted in instinct told her that the door had not opened yet and that the rain was still going so it was better to conserve energy. She felt like she was being rolled onto her back and again that little nagging thought near the back of her mind fighting instinct told her to wake against the grogginess she was feeling. It was only after she heard a low hissing that her mind kicked her into waking up.

Both of the slugcat's eyes opened wide and bright and she lifted her head to see that she was on her back. The lizard that had been slumbering so peacefully next to her was bearing down over her with its pink snout looming over her stomach and its eyes staring up into her own. Frozen in a mixture of fear and fatigue she didn't know what to make of the beast that was just watching her with its tail flicking from side to side but she absolutely did think that she was going to die. The maw of the lizard opened wide and she could count the blackened pointed fangs in the beast's mouth. She thought of kicking, of doing something to prevent the inevitable, but instead, the slugcat simple closed her eyes and waited for it to happen.

As the feline-like creature thought it all was going to end, she felt something strange. It felt like something warm and slightly damp was running itself up from her tail to her leg. She opened a single eye to see that the lizard was licking her leg starting from her ankle all the way up to her thighs where she squeaked and shuddered as it passed closer to between her legs. The slugcat tried to back away but a low hiss from the lizard kept her frozen in place as it began to drag its tongue against the slit between her legs. There was still a part of her that truly believed that she was about to be eaten, even as her body jolted from the feeling of its tongue on her most sensitive portions. Mating wasn't something often done outside of the need to breed when the time came and it felt strange to have her body react in this way before her time and with a creature not of her own species. Part of her resisted the pleasure being pressed on her mind and body. It didn't take long before she started to cave beneath the weight of the creature's effort and she writhed as she felt her arousal and pleasure pouring forth. The beast's thick tongue pressed inside of her pussy and twisted about against her inner walls her mind's feeble resistance being cast aside as she put both paws down between her legs to help spread her heat for the lizard. A soft buzz almost like a purr came from the creature as it continued to drag its tongue all along her pussy and dip in deeper and deeper as if it were trying to fuck her with its tongue. Her toes curled inward and her eyes shut tight now as she just let things progress and as she found herself drowning in the pleasure coming from the tongue inside of her pussy. A heat blossomed in her stomach along with a pressure that pushed her muscles to tighten. Her breath grew quick and ragged as she tried to control herself, one leg kicking as the creature seemed to double its efforts. The lizard jolted forward and she gasped and squeaked as the tongue that was inside of her pulled out only to jerk back inside causing the pressure in her gut to rise and rise until it all crashed against her senses at once. Her mind grew blank for one second as she felt her orgasm hit her, one of her legs kicking out as she squealed with her climax. The beast still refused to stop licking her even as her climax ended, her thighs and pussy left a sticky mess as the creature finally relented and slowly pulled its tongue out.

Left on her back and panting, the slugcat had to wonder if what had happened truly happened at all. Bringing herself up just a bit she looked at the beast between her legs with its tongue out and dripping a mixture of spittle and her arousal. Bliss and confusion ran through her body in equal measures as she tried to get a grasp on what was going on while at the same time she was just enjoying the afterglow on her back. When she tried to sit up the lizard closed its mouth and moved forward to step over her body. She squeaked and flattened her back against the ground thinking that the lizard might try to crush her but instead the lizard simply remained with its lower half stuck in her face. She was unsure of what the lizard really wanted until she felt a drop on her nose. Looking up, the slugcat saw two tapered cocks with pink barbs around the head. They were both poking out a slit between the creature's legs and both appeared to be dripping a clear substance from the tip onto her face.

Without really thinking, both of her paws moved to take hold of each cock and she was surprised at the heat of each throbbing tool. She recoiled a bit when the lizard pressed down and thrust into her paws but gulped and felt her heart start to race as she took in the size of each of those fat things in her grip. There was a brief moment where she wondered if she should even indulge in this or not but she supposed she should return the favor for the pleasure she had been given. It wasn't as if she had a choice anyway. The lizard could easily do what he desired with her body, and for some reason, that fact only seemed to fuel the returning heat in her body as she continued to pass her paws back and forth along both of its shafts. A single thrust of its hips brought both of its cocks against her face and she backed away a bit before leaning in to take a curious tentative lick at one of the tips. Again the creature thrust and her simple taste turned into a mouthful as she was pushed back onto the ground. She brought both of her paws and feet up to press against the underside and tail of the lizard but could do very little as it began to grind and pump its cock in her mouth. The other shaft pressed against her snout and slid up against her head whenever the beast thrust forward forcing her to close her eyes while her mouth was bred.

What should have been anger or panic was instead a sort of elation at the fact that she could do very little bit lie still while the beast continued to milk its cock against her tongue. She could feel a line of pre forming on her tongue and a bit on her snout and the feeling of it sliding down her throat caused her to shudder. The amount of pre she had to swallow with every thrust made her wonder just how much seed could the lizard produce? She had never been curious or interested in the mating habits of her predators, and yet, now she found herself almost fixated on the cock pressing against her throat and the one atop of her head. Her tongue eventually began to move around to try and help the beast get off in her mouth but there was very little she could do and very little that she even needed to do. The lizard was on an instinctual automatic mindset that told it to continue breeding. The slugcat figured that her mouth was a warm enough hole that the lizard thought that it might actually be breeding her and then she wondered, what if eventually the beast decided to really fuck her? Would a strange seed yield result? Would she produce some sort of strange hybrid? She had never encountered this case and her own instinct told her nothing except that her body was prepared to be used as an incubator.

The slugcat found that her paws were drifting away from the creature's body and instead of moving down her own to rest at her crotch. Two digits slid between her legs and she pressed them inside of her still wet pussy. Her body trembled as she began to spread herself to prepare for the inevitable. Was it inevitable? She had given into death so easily because that had been natural. Fearing a predator had been natural and instinctual. This? This didn't make any sense at all. Lusting after a creature that could easily break her made no sense at all, expecting the beast to take her after using her mouth as a tool to get off made no sense either. What she felt in her heart was a deep-seated desire to be bred by a monster, a predator and that was something entirely apart from instinct, something seated in carnal lust that she could only accept rather than try to understand.

As if to try and keep herself from thinking too much about anything that was happening, she dug her digits deep inside of her pussy and spread them wide while gasping around the cock in her mouth. She focused instead on the cock inside of her mouth that seemed to be twitching violently and almost swelling. The barbs at the tip seemed to flare and grind against her throat and tongue causing her to gag just a bit but she remained still as she could manage while rolling her digits inside of her pussy faster while waiting for the inevitable to happen. Her tail flicked from side to side and her body trembled as the creature thrust one last time inside of her mouth. The lizard paused for a few seconds and while that happened she felt its cock start to twitch violently until an initial burst of cum flooded her mouth. Her eyes opened wide and then closed again as both shafts began to fire off load after load of warm seed that painted her face and coated her tongue and throat. The slugcat tried her best to swallow down every single drop of what was being given to her and she marveled at how much there was. A member of her species with a cock could never produce this much and it was so thick! With cum like this, she would surely get pregnant from even just a few drops if her body would allow it and that though maddened her to no end. When the creature was finally done it pulled away with a hiss, cock popping out of her mouth.

With the back of her arm, she wiped away the cum on her face before opening her eyes to marvel at the fact that the creature was still hard. It kept on moving away from her until both of those cocks were between her legs. It lowered itself to line up and at this point she realized she could probably scurry away or try to angle herself so she could please the creature in a different way, but instead, she spread her legs wide and brought a paw to grab the head of one of those cocks to help the beast take aim. Why fight the pleasure?

The slugcat continued to ease the tip of the throbbing shaft against her heat until it slid inside with relative ease. She trembled as she took hold of the beast's other cock to stroke it gingerly before suddenly gasping as the lizard began to thrust. Her insides were stretched wide as the creature began to push forward with a force born from a desire to breed and nothing else. It thrust and pushed and moved in order to fit every inch of that cock inside of her but the slugcat only moaned and squeezed onto the other cock which slid against her stomach now. What fear she had only turned to excitement as the creature continued to press inside and she marveled at how much was being fit inside of her pussy. She passed her paw along the length against her stomach and shuddered as her insides were being invaded by that powerful predatory cock.

When the beast met resistance, it only thrust forward with the intent to keep on going rather than pulling away. At some point, it was forced to pull its hips back because her pussy would not allow any more to fit like this. She was left panting, body straining against the might of the monster stuffing her. She realized the very real possibility of being hurt by the mass of the creature but she could not deny the lizard and could not fight with it. Why would she try to argue with the pleasure rocking her body?

The slugcat spread her legs as wide as she could manage while tenderly stroking the creature's cock on her stomach as if to urge it on, to let it know that it could keep going if it desired. Of course, the lizard took the sign and kept thrusting inside of her until her pussy began to stretch to its needs and the slugcat only continued to moan and squeak as her body begged for more.

That pulsing thing inside of her was the largest thing she had ever taken but the pain she felt seemed to be outweighed by the pleasure that was rocking her form. There was something strange about the way her body was reacting. Her pussy seemed to clamp on to the beast's cock and her head began to grow foggy as thoughts of rearing children with this wild creature began to pump into her mind. Again she wondered if such a thing could be possible as she felt the tip of its cock brushing against the furthest point inside of her. Its cock poked and prodded against the seal of her cervix and she knew what the beast wanted from how it continued to thrust and jolt against her. The cock on her stomach twitched and she gave it a loving squeezed as she splayed her toes before drawing them in to brace herself for what she knew was about to happen.

Again and again the beast brought the swollen head against the entrance to her cervix before its thrusts began to grow almost violent. It was pounding into her with the sole purpose of breeding her and the part of her that was still wild and feral was loving every second of it. Her insides seemed to relax and spread but clamped down whenever the lizard tried to pull away. The slugcat purred even as the lizard hissed from not being able to hilt itself inside all the way. Being able to get in her cervix would mean a direct access to applying its seed to the right place and her body knew what the lizard desired. It felt as if her body was adjusting to the creature's size and desires and everything about her was loosening just to allow the creature to do what it desired and what she needed.

Just a few more thrusts and her body finally gave way to all of the lizard's cock. She squeaked and gasped, giving a little hiss as the pain from being spread all the way and having something breach her deepest reaches mounted. It felt like she was going to be split apart but it also felt right. The lizard did not try to pull out, instead, it adjusted itself over her and lowered just a bit more before moving just enough to where she could feel the barbs of the lizard's cock flaring inside of her to attach. At this point, her eyes grew wide and the paw on the lizard's other member squeezed tightly as the pain and pleasure crashed against one another. Just as she thought she might be adjusting, hot cum began to flood her insides. The lizard groaned and gasped, shuddering as the deepest parts of her pussy were pumped full of thick seed. As she was bred, the creature's other cock began twitching violently in her hold and she clutched it lovingly as it began to coat her body in its seed and scent. Inside and out, she was being covered by the lizard's warmth. Even when the cock atop of her stomach stopped producing, the cock inside of her kept on twitching out more and more of that heated substance. The warmth flooding her made her not only feel whole, but it pressed upon her a sort of pleasure that caused her insides to clench down tight and another orgasm to strike a chord through her being. It all felt right.

Soon it felt as if her stomach would burst and her eyes were growing heavy from the fatigue of taking something so large and skipping the sleep that she should have been getting. It was at that point that she heard the mechanism of the hibernation chamber grinding open. She needed to get up to start gathering food for the cycle, but instead, her eyes began to close and her consciousness drifted off to slumber. Would she wake before the rain?

During her slumber, her body felt nothing but the warmth ebbing and flowing inside of her. Instinct desired for the seed to take hold inside of her and for healthy children to prosper, and perhaps with enough trying such a thing would happen. Those dreams of cultivating a family were fevered and the heat at her center took hold of her entire body. When her eyes opened it was with a quick start that she sat up and looked around. The lizard was nowhere to be seen. Looking down she saw that there were blue fruits peppering the ground. She took hold of one, tilting her head and brought it up to her mouth to take a bite. The cool flesh felt good against her throat and the juice produced hydrated her dry throat. She was still stickier than normal but that could wait for a bit she supposed. Where had the fruit come from?

Standing up, she looked to the entrance of the hibernation chambering and heard a sudden rumbling outside. Her eyes grew wide and she nearly dropped the fruit in paw as she realized the rain was coming. She had food here to spare but what of the lizard? When she took a step forward she winced as her body seemed to feel the wear and tear of being fucked thoroughly by something so much larger than she was to the point where she had to sit back down panting. It was at this point that a familiar pink light filtered through the entrance tunnel of the hibernation chamber. The lizard poked its head through the tunnel with something hanging off of its maw. In its jaws, it held a small centipede that it snapped up before crawling down into the chamber. Relief spread through her body and looking down at the fruit she realized that the lizard was the one who had most likely provided for her.

It moved in a carefree manner, neither opening its mouth nor hissing. It instead made a noise akin to a churring purr and curled itself around her, flicking one of the fruits closer to her with its tail. There was so much of the stuff she would surely be fine for a few cycles; but what did that mean? Did the lizard intend to keep her here? For what purpose? It wasn't good to stay in the same place for too long unless the resources were abundant and if...If you were waiting for a child with a mate. Looking up at the lizard she watched as it leaned down to press its snout against her nose and she tilted her head before giving the creature's snout a gentle kiss. Might as well see if it works, and if it doesn't, at least being bred by a predator was a thrill that she could afford to let happen again a few more times. Dangerous, and yet so satisfying.