FF7: A Statuesque Beast
Inspired by artwork out there of the Limit Break form of Vincent Valentine, the Galian Beast, turned to stone. And also by art that involved Nanaki and Galian Beast having fun.
Nanaki, or Red XIII, was struck dumb by the sight before him now the battle had ended. Cloud and Vincent both stood petrified by the Crown Lances, but the latter had transformed into his Galian Beast limit... and been petrified in that form.
And Nanaki felt a strange sensation looking at the man-beast.... A strange excitement.
He gazed at the muscular chest frozen in stone, the abs, the long horns, the feral roar caught in a permanent moment, the long tail, the powerful thighs.... and the massive member.
Yes, Vincent's beast form was always nude, to the amusement of Yuffie, but to Nanaki's slight embarrassment at times, for he kept looking at it and wondering only one thing:
What would it be like?
Could he take that in his mouth? Was it possible? Was it right? Could he take it up his tailhole? It would tear him in two...
But something he had not seen could now be on easier display. Feeling a little guilty, he neared the petrified Galian Beast, slid under his legs, and stared... at the petrified talehole of the man-beast.
....Could HE fit in there? Was it possible that the Galian Beast could take Red? He wasn't nearly as big as the huge rod, nearly twelve inches flaccid, that hung limp yet solid nearby. The small puckered opening seemed insanely small.
But the vision was there now. The beast grasping at the sand with his claws, growling with lust as Nanaki hilted himself, knotting and tying his... crush, of sorts. No, in this daydream, his love.
Though right now, the answer was surely no. The petrified passage would not admit anything. It hadn't admitted his tongue...
Mortified, Nanaki drew back. Why had he licked? No, he was done, he had to turn the beast back and apologise. He readied a soft, and the grey stone turned purple.
And then it turned.
"I... I'm sorry,I don't know what came over me," He said, downcast.
The beast merely grinned, walking over, and reaching down, grasping Nanaki's erection. Nanaki gasped, and started in amazement as the flaccid monster-cock grew and grew. It was already leaking precum, copious amounts. The massive balls below seemed to be swelling before his eyes, as the beast fondled his penis.
There was no way he could take it now, but the beast merely reached down, taking a glob of the precum... and smearing it on his own tailhole, turning and presenting to Nanaki.
This had to be a dream, he thought, his own cock now slick with his own pre thanks to the Galian Beast's handjob.
"You... You want to?"
The beast growled.
Nanaki rose up, lined up, and began pushing. The precum lubricated well,but there was tightness and friction still. The beast reached back with another glob of his, replenishing the supply.
Nanaki felt his knot begin to swell, and sped up, panting. Below him, the Galian Beast growled. And then Nanaki felt himself pop past the opening he'd been ploughing, tying with the beast.
For his part, the beast grunted, and thick cum shot out as the knot squeezed his prostate. Nanaki howled in bliss as he shot his own cum deep into the hole he fucked.
And as the beast came and came, and Nanaki panted, he realised two things. They would be stuck for a while, and Cloud was facing right at them.
Petrified victims were conscious.
Oops. They'd had an audience.
And with the feeling of a needle pricking his behind, Nanaki realised - they'd had two. The Crown Lances also petrified the still grunting Galian Beast, the pair now locked together for a very long time.... with Cloud staring right at them.
'Oh, this is not going to be easy to explain if the others rescue us,' Nanaki though