The Mythical Incursion 3 - When Force Fails, Use Diplomacy

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#3 of The Mythical Incursion

Not sure how to tag this, but it's not exactly SFW. No sex acts actually happen.


Chapter Text

Nick could only watch in horror as the military aimed at Judy Hopps. He was standing on the sidewalk outside the restaurant they were eating in. A strange lion-bird creature nabbed her right in front of him an hour earlier.

"I'm sorry," Nick yelled at the cell phone screen.

It was something that he set in motion by daring to call for aid. They weren't supposed to use military weapons just because the gryphon wouldn't free her and yet they aimed missiles at it on a live broadcast. She was unscathed as the creature magically repelled the attacks. It was as if the country bombed itself as the missiles exploded by falling to the ground.

At least, they were just pursuing the creature for the following hour. He held his breath when the military launched a second volley, hoping that she would be okay. The same thing happened once more.

It was then Nick received a request from Chief Bogo to meet him at Precinct One. This was odd since it was a Saturday when he was supposed to be off duty.

Nick made his way to the precinct. The drive there didn't take too long. He walked through the doors without seeing any of his co-workers since it was the weekend. Chief Bogo was in his office, seemingly waiting for him alone.

"Sir?" Nick said upon seeing his boss. He hoped that the buffalo could make the problem go away and that Judy would be back beside him.

"I trust you saw what happened just now," Chief Bogo said.

"What are we going to do?"

"What is your relationship with Officer Hopps?"

"I'm her partner," Nick said.

"Is that all?"

"Why does this matter?"

"Given the nature of Leonar. The place where the creature took her to. I had hoped that you were something more. Especially given the videos you two were in."

Nick wanted to hide, to run away, to bury his head in the ground. Chief Bogo wasn't supposed to see them. "You had no right to look at those," Nick yelled indignantly.

"What I choose to do in my spare time is not your concern. Now, what is your relationship with Officer Hopps?"

"She's my girlfriend," Nick disclosed hesitantly. They weren't mates just yet, but it was a future possibility.

"Disappointing. In any case, our military is ineffective against whatever that was."

"You want us to be mates?" Nick said.

"It would've made this easier, let me finish. Fortunately, we do have some intel on that country thanks to Jack Savage and his team. The last report we received was two months ago. Their current status is unknown. We will be going to City Hall to meet Lionheart."

"Why didn't I just meet you at City Hall directly?"

"I wanted more confidence in my plan."

It was a short five-minute walk to City Hall. The fox and buffalo walked together to the location. He didn't have any idea of what Chief Bogo was planning yet but felt that it was wise to wait a while longer before pressing the issue.

"Chief Bogo and Officer Wide, how nice to see you," the deer said. "I'll let Mayor Lionheart know that you're here."

"Send them in," Lionheart said over the phone.

They walked into his office to find the lion there along with a female leopard that he didn't recognize.

"Officer Wilde, this is Director Spots of the ZBI," Lionheart said. "Please, sit down."

Chief Bogo and Nick took a seat around the desk. The desk was cleared of any things that were usually on it.

"Finally," Director Spots said.

"I feel this is above my paygrade," Nick said.

"Unfortunately, you're the best we've got."

Nick swallowed.

"An unknown flying creature abducted ZPD star Judy Hopps while our military failed to stop him," Lionheart said.

This wasn't news to anyone here, it was just to make sure everyone was on the same page.

"We've been observing rabbits disappearing from Leonar over time. Alas, we never had any successful diplomatic relations with them. Months ago, we sent Jack Savage into Leonar with a team, to report on what was happening," Director Spots said.

"He visited Judy first, then me," Nick said. "Judy declined, and he never successfully talked to me."

"We have a series of reports written by Jack Savage. The last one came a month ago. Here's the first one."

The leopard passed him a piece of paper.

Report 1

There was so much nuance that we missed about Leonar. It was more than just a lion owning a rabbit. The pairs must be of the opposite sex. Anyone can join their society if they have a rabbit. Truth be told, I think the ZPD officers jumped at the chance of having a slave so they willingly joined me on this mission. Officer Johnson needs to be recognized as female if we were to stay.

I don't know if this report will reach you. Until we become citizens, we cannot leave. With two ZPD officers I talked into coming here along with a doe that we bribed by paying her mother's medical bills, we press on.

Signed,

Jack Savage

"How did you even get this report?" Nick asked.

"I don't know. My predecessor didn't really keep good notes. He had to be replaced because of this operation. Something as crucial as the date is missing," Director Spots said. "The next one is rather disturbing."

The leopard passed him another letter. Only this time it was face down. He noted how neither Bogo nor Lionheart looked at the letters.

"Have you all seen them?" Nick asked.

They both nodded.

Report 2

Without the ability to even confirm if the previous report went through, I'm writing another. You know those silly cartoons we have where a certain game dictated everything? Winning a game decided on if something happened or not, sometimes even involving bringing the dead back to life. Anyway, I digress. As if someone thought that was inspirational, and decided to build a society around it, or maybe that was the inspiration for the cartoons. They replaced the games with rabbit sex. For example, a wolf can be a lion if their rabbit won the duel.

Let me explain, Johnson had to prove that he was female, thus I had to win a duel. Swinging swords would've been better than what actually happened. I had to dominate someone else's rabbit slave for Leonar to recognize that he was female. Dominate was the official term for the act, but it was the further thing from what you're probably thinking, that I could stick my giant cock into someone and climax within their orifices. A mockery is what it is. I had to pin my opponent down and bury my face in their ass with my nose in their tailhole. Then either of us had to climax. That signaled that either I overcame their scents and derived pleasure from it or was able to perform my role despite the difficulty. Even now I still remember their scents. Do you know how long it takes for a female to orgasm under these conditions? I had to lick or sniff that tailhole or fingerfuck her pussy. Since losing duels have serious consequences within those cartoons, we don't yet know what happens to the losers.

I had mixed feelings about what happened next, Johnson became recognized as a female thus he had to undergo certain procedures, a castration at first, a penectomy later. He's recovering, shall we say. A male and male pair was extremely disadvantageous in this regard. I can't say that I feel bad for him.

Speaking of which, male rabbits are at a huge disadvantage here within their sacred rituals. For hygiene reasons, the rabbits can't just leave their tailhole dirty to give themselves an advantage. However, this doesn't apply to cum. The doe I had to pleasure had lion cum under her tail, probably several hours old. A tailhole smells bad, the scent of cum makes it worse. If a male had cum under his tailhole, that was grounds for an immediate defeat. The unfairness of it all.

The locals are amazingly tight-lipped about the disappearing rabbits. I refuse to return empty-pawed and at the cost of my career. We press on because I say so.

Signed,

Jack Savage

Nick gently placed the paper on the desk. He was still processing what he just read. "I should have been able to stop that creature. It's all my fault."

"The army couldn't stop him," Lionheart said. "A change was in order when I received the third report. This one I received directly from a lion in white robes. There was a female rabbit with him. He was certainly skittish about being in the middle of such an uncivilized society, I nearly ordered him to be detained due to owning a slave. The female's discontent was clear. Maybe, I should have. Regardless, here's number three."

Lionheart placed the third report in front of him. Different from the others, this one had a date, drawing his immediate attention.

06/26/17

Report 3

Director Lionel is a fucking bitch. I know that my past two reports went through, at least. If all goes well, this will go directly to you, Lionheart. Despite my previous reports, Lionel saw fit to send Skye here, maybe because she was the only one to show me some ounce of kindness. She came here with a male rabbit - being not a lion and all, that was a disadvantage. Her being female was another negative given their societal values. Foxes aren't wanted still, and this was a way for Lionel to get rid of her.

In any case, we've yet to discover where the rabbits are disappearing to. As soon as Skye gains citizenship, we are out of here. I refuse to put my life on the line for this corrupt society. So much for Zootopian pride.

They use rabbit sex to settle everything, sometimes for something as trivial as paying a fine. Sometimes a duel is not an option and the rabbit has to show submission is enough, which requires pleasuring the other rabbit to climax or for a certain amount of time.

Funny story, some lion used the word "he" when referring to Johnson after having learned about his female status. Johnson took offense. Over something so minor, the lion's doe had to show submission. She ended up licking my tailhole for the next thirty minutes since I managed not to cum. This place might be changing me since I enjoyed the look on her face when I farted.

Impregnation of female rabbits is strictly banned. For any rabbits that try to run away - well, that's one step away from being food. Every rabbit must have one lion, but not every lion has to have a rabbit. However, lions without rabbits are severely limited in what they can do in daily life. Most stores only serve lions with rabbits.

A primer on immigration: Anyone wanting to join their culture is welcome to come. They will only accept ten immigrants per year from other countries. How they determine this, I do not know, but anyone found violating the rules are summarily executed.

There was a protest given how lions obtain their rabbits. A thousand rabbits marched into the city, demanding one of their own back. Sure, no one stopped them until they were deep enough within. Waving signs of inequality, injustice, demanding change, the usual. Once past a certain point, the lions within the city started hunting them.

The two lions with me did not hunt rabbits - they possessed more decency than I expected. A thousand rabbits were captured - some eaten, others taken as upgrades. Every lion can only have one rabbit so some ate their current ones, so they could have a new one. Our inaction during this... massacre wasn't unnoticed. Mina and I had to display submission for the offense we unintentionally caused. Each of us had a doe's tailhole to lick. The one I had to was matted with cum from who knows how old.

Just the usual display of submission was not enough, I had to show that I understood basic hygiene requirements (which had nothing to do with the offense we committed, I might add.) I had to clean the rabbit's tailhole and lick her footpaws clean. Mina suffered through the same.

For fear of causing further offense, the two ZPD officers ate pieces of rabbit. Despite how well they hid it, I could tell that they enjoyed it.

Because it was a festival, to blend in, Mina and I had to drink our lion's urine. Given Johnson's ... deformity, I spilled a lot. They paired the most inexperienced rabbits - me among them with the newly acquired ones. We had to sixty-nine with each other. A tailhole without old cum tastes better than one with. I can tell you that much.

Signed,

Jack Savage

Nick processed what he read once again. Director Lionel sent a fox away on a mission they were ill-suited for out of prejudice.

"I made immediate changes when I learned about this," Lionheart said. "A lion in white robes delivered this, along with a doe by his side. He was rather disturbed to visit somewhere so uncivilized. Despite the signs of abuse that the rabbit had, I let him go."

"We have not received any more reports since then," Director Spots said. "Without any way to contact Jack Savage, we shifted our priorities to more pressing concerns." Since so much time passed, the implication was that something happened to them. That would be two months nearly three without a single report.

"My suggestion is that we try to ask Officer Trunkaby or Pennington to join Officer Wilde in this diplomatic mission," Chief Bogo said.

"Diplomatic?" Nick echoed, "and why us?"

"You because of your connection with Judy Hopps. One elephant because they are stronger than lions if it came to the use of force."

Director Spots said, "Without any rabbits or hares to glean any info, I was going to stay away from it. That said given the creature that flew out of it, and we still don't know how the rabbits were disappearing, engaging in some form of diplomacy is the best option. If this is too much, let me know by Monday. We will find another way."

As he was walking out of the meeting room, thinking about the day's events, he saw Judy's parents on the way out.

"You're her partner, aren't you?" Bonnie said.

Nick blinked. "Nick Wilde at your service." He bowed.

"We came as soon as we could. Are they doing anything for her?" Stu asked.

"It's complicated. Why don't we meet them together?"

Instead of going home, Nick walked back into Lionheart's office with two worried rabbits.

"Judy was kitnapped by a creature in the middle of the city. What do you plan to do about this?" Bonnie said.

"We have undertaken extensive plans to open diplomatic relations," Mayor Lionheart said.

"Here." Director Spots gave them the three pages.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Our current plans include them. They're bound to learn by that time anyway." Director Spots turned towards the rabbits. "These documents detail the country where Judy was taken to. I would like to know if you can provide anyone for the diplomatic team that we plan to put together."

Bonnie said, "Excuse me? Diplomats from our family? Why?"

"Read and you'll understand. They are rather graphic. If you're not willing to help us, we'll need to think of an alternative measure."

"We planned to send Nick to your farm on Monday after we picked his partner," Chief Bogo said.

Stu and Bonnie scanned the papers. Everyone waited patiently for them to finish reading.

"If you decide that it's too much, just stop reading." Nick studied their expressions as they read. They were horrified from what he could tell. Stu even fainted from shock. Bonnie soldiered on.

"Do I have to make all the decisions?" Bonnie uttered under her breath. "What of incest laws?"

"What do you mean?" Chief Bogo said.

"I'm not letting my sons or daughters go without any preparation if they choose to do so."

Nick watched in awe as Bonnie dealt with everyone here. She certainly defied his expectations.

"We were thinking of just one rabbit," Director Spots said. "Find someone else from somewhere. They'll agree if you pay them enough."

"If you had better plans, you wouldn't have tried to involve my family. If they go, they will go with practice - as much practice as they need. Do you think that it's something that rabbits will go through lightly or anyone for that matter? If you want my family's involvement, I will decide which rabbits go."

The leopard shook her head.

Mayor Lionheart said, "I understand completely. We won't hold this against you."

"See you Monday, Nick, and I'll be taking those papers," Bonnie said. "We'll leave when he wakes up."

"That's classified information," Chief Bogo said.

"Either we do it my way or you find another. I will be talking to the press if you choose an alternative direction."

"What of Officer Hopps?"

"I will not be losing any of my sons or daughters on a fool's errand."