Snowmews is NOT Good Mews
Our intrepid heroes find themselves in dire straits.
Once again another installment in the Castration Island side stories.
Snowmews is Not Good Mews
By: Ainoko Ironrose
Day Seven
After waking from a long restless night, Jason and I headed out towards our original target, the abandoned theme park. During our trek, Jason's mood became darker and darker as we neared our goal. Everytime I would try to lighten his mood, he would snap angrily at me, instantly stopping any further communication. Around noontime, we arrived at the park and began looking for prey. We came across a group of rowdy frat boys that was ganging up on some fellow guards, brutally raping and castrating them. One look a Jason was all I needed as the two of us split up to start taking the frat boys down.
From the looks of it, there were around a dozen boys, well muscled, drunk and horny. I watched them take turns violating the group of males in their midst as I waited for Jason to make the first move. Some were lying on the ground, bleeding from where their balls were brutally ripped from their bodies, other were spit roasted, getting taken from both ends. I watched as one of the captive males came, shooting his seed all over the ground, as soon as he released, the frat that was pounding his hole, ripped the sac clean off.
Seeing the brutality of this incensed me nearly beyond reason. When one of the boys broke away from his gang, heading in my direction, I saw my chance to take him out. I waited until he passed my position heading behind a building to relieve his bladder, to come up from behind and knock him unconscious. I tied him up, firmly binding him to a pole, stuffing a gag into his muzzle to keep him from alerting his friends, and placing one of the witch's charms around his neck. Grinning, I got back to my position in time to see Jason take out two more boys. We got just over half of them before they started noticing that their frat buddies never returned from their trips to the restrooms. I cringed as the remaining frats ripped the sacs off the three remaining males before setting out in search for the two of us. We managed to eliminate three more of the boys before they realized there was only two of us, and the remaining four began chasing us through the park, golf course and into what appeared to be a medical complex.
I followed Jason into the largest building in the complex just a battered camoed pick-up spun around the farthest building heading towards us. It came to a screeching halt just as the two of us ran through the doors. We managed to block the doors with a heavy desk as the four occupants of the truck piled out and confronted the remaining frats that were hot on our heels. I watched as the two groups merged, fighting with each other. It wasn't long before the hicks and frats stopped fighting each other and joined forces to gain entry to the building and hunt the two of us down. The one good thing about their violent meeting was that there was three less than before, leaving only five to take out.
After making sure that the desk was firmly wedged into the wall on order to prevent the door from being easily opened, Jason and I made our way deeper into the abandoned building. As we wound our way through the empty corridors, we looked for someplace that would provide us with a good, solid defensive position.
"Jason." I said pausing at a stairwell leading don to the building's depths. "We are going to have to go down stairs."
Jason nodded in agreement and followed me just as a loud explosion shook the building, sending dust from the ceiling. We quickly made our way down stairs, through several heavy doors which we closed and barricaded to slow our pursuers as much as possible. Soon we at the lowest level and making our way through the various labs, looking in each one, searching for possible weapons to defend ourselves.
We split up at the end of the corridor, Jason going one way and I the other. Not finding anything useful in labs in the corridor I searched, I made my back towards Jason to help search the few remaining labs. A pang of dread pierced my body as I made my way down the corridor, quietly calling out for Jason and getting no reply back from him.
A spotted grey arm shot out from one of the labs, pressing a sweet scented cloth tightly around my mouth and nose knocking me senseless. All I remember was brief flashes of the spotted figure dragging me into a cold room and roughly stripping my clothes from my body, laying me on a cold table. The last thing I remember seeing before darkness took me was a cute snow leopard hooking my feet to some stirrups, tying my bits away from my body before ramming his barbed cock deep into my ass.
I fully came awake later to the sounds of screaming and wet splatters. I managed to free my raised feet before rolling off the table and onto the floor, painfully. Shivering from the freezing air, I weakly crawled across the cold floor and away from the table towards what appeared to be the exit from the room. I screamed in terror as something heavy slammed onto me, pressing me to the floor, before releasing its grip on me. Looking up, I see what hit me come to a sliding stop in my path; it was a snow leopard, the one that raped me. I reached back to see if I still had my cock and balls, sighing in relief at their comforting presence in my paw.
I look down at the partially dismembered and eviscerated body, its guts strewn around the ice cold room where it is laying, steam wafting from the slowly cooling shell, the head, partially caved in, one eye is dangling from the demolished skull, the lower jaw, resting on the ground by the neck, blood dripping from the various wounds and scattered body parts. Shivering, I look around to see Jason slowly navigating around the many bodies, advancing towards me, his cock dripping copious amounts of pre onto the blood slicked floor, a soft, menacing growl emanating from his throat.
"J-J-Jason." I stutter in fright as I back into a corner. "It's me Horatio, your partner. You need to stop!"
A blinding roundhouse hit me from nowhere, filling my vision with a blinding white light and shooting stars, sending my senseless body hard into the corner. The last thing I saw as darkness overtook me again, was my friend leaping towards me, jaws wide open. Was this to be my last day alive?
Day Eight
A pounding headache and a growling belly heralded both my return to consciousness and the world of the living, to find myself lying in a large soft bed. Where ever I was at, it sure wasn't in the lab building.
"Morning." A soft voice said from the foot of the bed.
Looking up, I saw that the voice belonged to Jason.
"W-w-why am I still alive?" I asked uncertainly. "The last thing I remember seeing was you leaping at me ready to bite my head off. Not to mention, where are we?"
"It may have looked that way to you Horatio." He said. "But I was trying to save your life. One of the surviving Frat boys was about to thrust a knife into your back for what we did to his buddies. I managed to get to him before he could stab you to death. Horatio, I killed six people in that lab last night after that cursed snow leopard captured and injected me with something that turned me into a raging beast. It was when he started raping you in my presence that I started trying to break the ropes he had tied me with. If it wasn't for the remaining hicks and frat boys, you would have lost your balls to that leopard. They made the mistake of making me their first target after entering the lab. They started beating the crap out of me and harassing the leopard, keeping him away from you.
"I lost it when the leader of the hick boys rolled me onto my belly and began raping me in earnest, or tried to anyway. Whatever the leopard injected in me, made me nearly unstoppable. I killed two of the hicks and two of the remaining frats before they fled the room, giving the leopard a chance to finish what he started with you. If it wasn't for me throwing the leopard's destroyed onto you, I would have not seen the frat boy return to make an attempt to take you out. I was already running towards him when he punched you senseless. That is why you saw me leaping in your direction ready to kill.
"You know, splitting up the way we did was a mistake, nearly costing you your life and me a close friend and not to mention my best man. We won't be able to do anything until we are both rested and healed. Not to mention, the snow leopard was one of the contestants as his body vanished right after I ripped off his useless cock and balls. As to where we are at, we are in an abandoned house not far from the lab complex."
At that, Jason went and brought me some of the meat he took from those he killed and castrated, giving me the leopard's barbed cock and balls. I greedily devoured the meal, enjoying the sweet, salty taste of the deceased cat, thanking him for the bounty.
Tomorrow was going to be a busy day for the two of us, as we had more players to find and castrate as well as trying to find a way to deliver Charn the to the femme fatale that we owed our thanks to.
"You know Jason." I said yawning widely. "When we make it to the end of this twisted game intact, I will be getting castrated by that raccoon from a few days ago. I want you to be with me to make sure that all he takes is my balls nothing else. I would hate to return to your brother without my cock, it would destroy him."
"I know." Jason said. "But I would rather find a way to get around your deal with the raccoon, there has to be a way."
"I agree, let's hope that this Charn fellow knows of a way. Right now, let's get some rest." I said as Jason