Haruki, Pt. 7
#7 of Haruki
Seventh part. I was not sure on how to rate it, so I went with extreme. Enjoy.
Drake B.
My uncle and I spent two weeks travelling across the desert to where he said his master's temple was located. Occasionally his shadow-follower would appear and offer updates on my brother. I carefully remembered every detail, and talked to Akakios about them after the shadow left. So far, everything the shadow said was true.
At least one of the villagers was taken each day by a horrifically deformed creature, and their screams could be heard for hours as unknown horrors befell them. After the screaming stopped, the creature would bring that day's victim back, cut him or her up in front of the survivors. That was the only source of food they were given. The water was no better, having such a rancid taste it was almost impossible to swallow.
Hearing these details greatly discouraged me. To imagine my brother experiencing this made my chest hurt with sadness and rage. I secretly vowed to do whatever it took to end this evil God's existence.
"Haruki, that creature... it took father today. I did not hear him scream, and it has not returned with his body. I do not know what it is doing to him. I am scared..."
"Do not fear, my brother. I am almost there. I can feel your presence." I whispered to myself. That Nuada was taken did not bother me anymore than the rest of the pack. While he did father me, I was no longer his son, according to Pack tradition.
"We are almost there, Nephew." My uncle muttered, "I need you to listen to me very closely. My master will be able to sense you. And she will try to kill you."
"Are you suggesting I stay out here and wait?" I ask, grabbing the handle of my knife.
"There is no need for that. There is one way you can enter the temple without being noticed, at least for a time." My uncle said, staring at me with his empty sockets. He raised his arm and scratched his left ear. I waited for him to explain.
"You need to willingly receive my seed. My essence will resonate from it strong enough to hide yours. You just need to stay close to me." he said.
I would have bust out in laughter, if I was not slightly disgusted. "How? In case you have not noticed, you no longer have a penis." I said, pointing to the scar where his member used to reside. My uncle muttered under his breath for a few seconds.
"A gift, from my master." My uncle said, and grabbed the scar tissue on his groin. Growling softly, he began to pull on the skin. With a sick tearing sound, the skin tore loose, relieving a cloaca. I almost threw up.
"We do not have time for this, Haruki!"
Swallowing heavily, I walked over to my uncle and slowly touched the newly formed cavity. As I did so, my uncle raised his arm and rested his hand around the back of my neck. As I became more comfortable touching my uncle, he slowly pulled me towards him. He hugged me gently, and lightly bit my neck. As he did, I practically melted into his arms. I found myself whining softly, like a pup asking for a treat. With one hand, my uncle untied my loincloth, and I felt something poke out of his cloaca. I began to rub the tip of his new member with the tip of my fingers as he began to rub my chest with one hand, the other slowly traveling down my back to rest on my ass.
I started breathing heavily as I felt this member slide out more. His new one was bigger than the one Nuada had cut off. I felt Beowulf inhale sharply as I wrapped my hand around his member and continued to coax it out of its hiding spot. Beowulf moved his hand down to my sheath, began to pull softly on it. Closing my eyes, I kissed my uncle deeply, and pushed my tongue into his mouth. I winced as he bit and then sucked on my tongue. My member was quickly becoming erect, and I felt my uncle grasp it, begin to rub it. I did the same, greedily rubbing his thick cock. It was easily three inches wide, and seemed to be well over a foot long.
I felt Beowulf push on my chest, and I backed up a little. Resting a hand on my cheek, he put his other on my shoulder and pushed my down onto my knees. I looked his cock over, and then bent it down to suck on the tip. My uncle started to rock back and forth to my sucking, and I took more and more of him into my mouth. As big as he was, he seemed to fit perfectly.
Suddenly, Beowulf backed up. I looked up at him, and he motioned for me to lie on my back. I quickly obeyed. Getting down on his chest with his head in my crotch, be started licking my sack softly while raising my legs and rubbing my ass. Be began to rub my tail hole softly with a finger, and then slowly stuck it in. He softly rubbed my prostate with his finger while sucking on my left testicle. I began breathing very deeply. I whispered "Oh, Beowulf."
My uncle stopped, and slid back a little bit. His nose disappeared as it approached my tail hole. I felt his tongue slowly caress the sensitive skin, begin to enter me. I almost screamed at the pleasure that erupted throughout my body. He slowly began to move his tongue in and out, and it seemed to get longer each time he pushed it into me. I closed my eyes as I began to pant heavily. I felt his tongue undulate inside me, I began to squirm.
This continued for several minutes, until he stopped. Pulling his tongue out, he told me to keep my eyes closed. I heard him get on his knees above me. He began to growl softly, as if in pain, but I could not bring myself to open my eyes.
A few seconds later, the growling stopped, and I felt his cock push gently against my hole. I gasped slightly as his huge cock pushed into me and again my body exploded with pleasure. Somehow, the huge cock brought only pleasure, no pain.
My uncle began to move back and forth, and I felt my cock throb with every thrust. I again whined softly, and my uncle responded by thrusting harder. I began to slide across the sand slightly with each thrust.
Suddenly, with a deep growl, my uncle gave a thrust harder than he had before, and rammed his knot into me. Gasping heavily, I felt myself being filled with his load, and felt my load hit my chest in turn. After the pulsing had stopped, I opened my eyes to look at my uncle. I shall never forget what I saw.
Beowulf had transformed horribly. His canine teeth had grown to over three inches long. His other teeth jutted out at random angles. His eye sockets had red orbs in them. His skin had fallen off in places, exposing muscle and bone. His front arms had grown longer, and his whole body seemed to have gotten bigger. And he had grown a set of huge bat-like wings, which were also missing patches of skin, leaving holes in them.
I began to struggle under my uncle, and he quickly grabbed my arms and held me down with hands sporting four inch talons. I was afraid for my life, but he held me gently.
What the fuck are you?" I yelled at my uncle.
Sighing, he looked away. "A cursed soul. This is what happens when you fall for a monster's tricks, my nephew." He gently pulled his knot out and walked away on all fours. I quickly stood up and grabbed my sword.
Looking at me sadly, my uncle hung his head. He transformed back into his normal form. "Do not let yourself be fooled by their promises. Now put your loincloth on. You might have a hard time holding my semen inside you for long."
Beowulf grabbed my hand, and I felt myself sink into the sand. A few second later, we were standing in a stone passageway. My uncle let go of my hand and motioned for me to follow him closely.
"Why did you do that, Haruki?" Akakios asked through the mental link. It surprised me to realize he sounded hurt.
"I only did it to get you back, brother. You are still my mate."
"Haruki..."
"Hold on, Akakios."
I pushed on Beowulf's back, and he began to walk faster. I soon lost any sense of direction due to all the turns. The farther we went, the more an invisible force pushed on me. Just when I thought I could not go one more step, Beowulf turned one more time, and we were in a room.
My pack members were huddled in one corner. In another, bones were piled up. I realized that the bones had come from members of the pack, and felt sick.
My uncle waved his hand to get my attention. When I looked at him, he rested his hand on my forehead, and I heard his voice in my head.
"I am going to report to my master that I have lost track of you in the desert to the West. When I come back, I will take you to the surface, and I want you to escape to the East. I will try my best to hide your path."
"Why are you doing this?" I whispered.
"I wanted to rob you of your position. Get you banished. But I never wanted you to die. I did not want Akakios to suffer what he has been through."
I nodded, and Beowulf disappeared around the corner.
"Where is Akakios?" I whispered. The pack separated, and my brother walked towards me. He held his left arm as it hung limp by his side, and he had a scratch on his nose that looked infected. Kneeling down, I embraced my brother softly.
"I have missed you, Haruki." Akakios said weakly.
"And I you, my brother." I said softy, then whispered, "My love, my mate." I felt my brother's shoulders jerk slightly, and heard my brother begin to cry.
"You two should go into the corner, so that you are not immediately seen." Shamira, my father's helper, and the one who was put in charge of watching Akakios during my uncle's trial, said. I coaxed my brother into the corner, carefully hiding him so that the rest of the pack would not see his tears. Now was not the time for them to see their leader show weakness.
As I released my brother, I accidently hit his left arm. He winced.
"What happened? Is it broke?" I asked, gently touching the arm to see if I could feel anything.
"No. it is dislocated. The creature that has been taking pack members threw me when I tried to stop it from taking father. I hit the wall pretty hard. I have tried to get someone to put it back in place, but no one will. They are afraid it will hurt too much, and I will cry out." Akakios said, glaring at the rest of the pack. As I looked around, I saw some pack members lower their head at his stare.
"Some already view you as alpha." I said.
"Yes. A few have for a while. Since that thing took father, more are starting too." My brother said, sadly. "Brother, please fix my arm."
I nodded, and a pack member grabbed a bone for Akakios to bite. I had him lie down on the floor, and members grabbed his legs and right arm, while Shamira sat on top of him and held his head gently. She would not let him look at what I was doing.
Carefully, I grasped his arm and shoulder. After looking at the wolves holding him down, I quickly jerked his arm, felt bone grate together as it found its rightful place in the socket. Akakios bit down on the bone, and I heard it crack slightly. A tear rolled down his cheek, and I wiped it off.
"Let him up."
Standing with Shamira's help, he slowly moved his arm. "It is sore, but it appears to be fine."
"Something is coming!" a female wolf whispered frantically. Akakios and I were pushed into the corner, and I ducked down and wrapped my arms around him.
"Where are Master Beowulf's nephews?"
Recognizing the voice, I let go of my brother and pushed to the front of the group. it was the shadow creature that followed my uncle.
"Where is Beowulf?"
"I am to help you escape. Bring your brother to me."
"Not until you tell me where my uncle is." I growled. I had a feeling we were being set up.
The shadow appeared to shrink, and when it spoke, its voice shook.
"Your uncle is dead."