StarFuck's Adventures: Curtains Coming to a Close
#4 of StarFucks Adventures
Warning: This chapter is pretty damn long, so you may wanna skip to the good stuff...
Falco let out a heavy, delighted sigh as he shot one last rope of bird 'seed' across Fox's face. The blue bird was sprawled out as much as possible in his desk chair with his pants around his knees and a very eager Fox lapping at his spent, sensitive shaft. Falco took a moment to relax, his computer screen being the only source of light in the room he couldn't see Fox, just feel that warm tongue run along his cock and slip teasingly into his cloaca. Falco had to be a lot more careful lately with his new pet, Peppy was onto the bird. He first noticed the old rabbit getting suspicious when he made an off-hand comment about Fox's change in attitude around Falco. So, fearing the hare may have placed hidden cameras or bugs he ordered the fox to be discreet about their play time. Falco looked down and vaguely saw the fox's glazed green eyes as he went about cleaning up the bird's crotch of any trace of sperm or sweat with his tongue as quietly as possible, then he looked up at the screen and began to browse his list of jobs to take on.
Falco was impressed with himself that his plan was working out so well, despite the hare's suspicious nature being a thorn in his side, everything else was going perfectly. The number of jobs they received spiked since Fox's return, the peoples' confidence returned in the Star Fox team and Star Wolf, despite confronting them several times in an attempt to recapture Fox and prevent them from completing their missions, was keeping silent about the whole thing as well probably so he can continue to blackmail Falco with it should he succeed in capturing Fox again. Falco was confident he could keep Fox out of Wolf's grasp though, Wolf had lost his edge since he got his claws into Fox, he fought with more emotion than a pilot should and Falco was more than able to take advantage of his weakness. However, Fox had also shown signs of change in his flying and was slower, duller than usual even Slippy was starting to catch up to Fox in skill. He mostly ignored the fox now, having spent his load and pulled up his pants, leaving the fox to kneel under the desk, he could hear a soft fapping noise and smirked as he quietly listened to the vulpine masturbate, knowing his silence made it all the more humiliating and thus enjoyable for the fox.
Yes, Falco was quite pleased with Fox's new attitude and nature but he was starting to worry that it was affecting his skill as a pilot. He could not risk the chance of that getting in the way of his success and for the past month has been trying to find out what they did to him on Sauria to change him so drastically, maybe he could be changed again to Falco's needs instead of the late General's who apparently had no plans to use Fox as a pilot. Falco only had the one video the General sent to a few people they agreed upon of Fox's initial capture, he silently cursed himself for leaving that day before witnessing the horrors Scales must have done to Fox to change him. Falco needed a way to get back to Sauria and investigate the General's hopefully abandoned fortress. It would be tricky though, with Peppy keeping a close eye on him he'd need a good cover story to go alone... or maybe... just him and Fox! His eyes widened as an idea hit him like a brick to the face.
Peppy struggled to control his brows from furrowing in suspicion as Star Fox made his announcement that he was going to investigate the ruins on Sauria where he was ambushed and kidnapped and that since it was a sensitive issue for him he was going to go alone. Slippy immediately opposed Fox's plan and then Falco chimed in too, even he had to disagree, pointing out that Fox had been acting strange ever since he got back and if anything should be taking a month or two off of work, especially where Star Wolf was on their heels seemingly every step they took. Fox spoke out suddenly, "I was down there on Sauria! I was caught off guard because Scale's fortress was armed to the teeth with technology much more advanced than anything else on the planet! I need to find out who his supplier is and stop them before another General is born... I need to do this!"
Falco was impressed, Fox was a very convincing actor, but then again most of it was true. The General had much more advanced technology than he should have had and Fox was no doubt curious about who played a part in his capturing. Come to think of it, the bird thought absentmindedly as the rest of their team considered Fox's words; Fox did seem a little eager about Falco's plan and didn't protest at all when it came to lying to his old friends to help Falco possibly change him yet again. Falco would have to keep a close eye on Fox while they were down there, he didn't particularly care who the General's supplier was, and just that he could get more of the supplies to do it again.
Falco stepped forward this time, approaching Fox and resting a feathered hand on his shoulder before Peppy could pipe up with more insightful knowledge that could hurt his plan, "Look, pal. I know how important this is to you so if you have to go, I'm going with you! No one can get the jump over the two best pilots in the fleet after all!" he spoke confidently before looking over to Slippy and Peppy, "We'll be just fine exploring some abandoned ruins on a primal planet, Peppy, you worry too much!" he said in his usual cocky tone. He could see Slippy's eyes widening with the prospect of another adventure and more stories to be told, not to mention the gadgets he could finally field test with another rare ground mission! So with a vote of three to one Peppy's arguments fell on deaf ears and they set out to Sauria once more!
As they neared the planet Fox was already in the hanger standing by his Arwing trying to keep up with Slippy's ramblings about their new gizmos and technology to test and samples to gather. Falco had just left his room having suited up and headed for the elevator to the hanger, when the door opened Peppy was inside with a serious look and Falco knew this was no act of serendipity. The second the door closed and Falco pressed the button to go to the hanger Peppy spoke up, "Falco, you must have seen how much he's changed... you better keep a close eye on him while you're down there. We don't know what he's been through while a prisoner on Sauria or if we can still trust him as the ally he used to be, do you understand?" Falco took a second to respond, looking down while thinking about the possibility that the obedient Fox that was bent over his bed last night could betray him. He turned around with that cocky grin forced on his beak, "Peppy, buddy~! You worry too much! This is Star Fox we're talking about, remember? No rival of mine is going to let something as small as imprisonment fuck with his head, you're worrying over nothing. We'll go down there, ID the tech and fly right back up and hunt this guy down like any other, you'll see." He said, chuckling softly before Peppy reached his floor and the doors opened, before leaving he looked back at Falco quietly one last time before exiting and leaving the bird to his thoughts alone before takeoff. The elevator door flew open again in no time and Slippy was instantly in his face thrusting some new gadget his way. Paying only half a mind he nodded to Fox who nodded back and they both hopped into their respective ships.
The pair blasted off with no errors and managed to make it to the planet with no major issues or problems arising, the old fortress was there but badly damaged, vines had grown and spread throughout the massive structure as if the jungle were taking back its land. Falco noticed all the tribes had moved on away from the fortress, most likely due to a lot of bad memories around the General and the trouble he caused. Falco knew where most of the traps were having been an ally of the General after all and the pair got into the main chamber without activating any still armed traps.
Falco immediately noticed that the place was completely abandoned; everything lay exactly where it would have fallen when Star Wolf's team attacked the place and murdered Scales. He walked up to the throne and stared down at what must have been the General's bones sprawled out across the floor, smirking back to Fox, "Found your old flame, Fox!" he chuckled at his own sense of morbid humor. He noticed a small blush creep across those white furred cheeks but no reaction otherwise. They pressed on, going downwards and checking each floor, making sure to stick together while looking for any signs of technology or drugs that could alter someone's mind, all the while Falco kept a very close eye on Fox.
After what felt like hours of mindlessly searching the surprisingly large underground fortress they happened across a room with a lot of computers that thankfully were not destroyed. It was pretty far underground so it would most likely have been left untouched as Fox found the power switch and turned them on. The room lighting up immediately as the machines whirred to life, Falco not knowing about any underground traps raised his pistol immediately, prepared for a random turret or trap door to reveal itself... only to find nothing happen. The pair put away their guns, Falco made sure Fox did first before sheathing his pistol and approaching the only monitor that turned on.
The pair hovered close to the small monitor as it slowly came to life and the system booted up. Their eyes trying to follow a myriad of data they couldn't possibly understand before a box appeared with a blinking curser and a message above asking for what must have been a password in the strange Saurian language. The stood there for a moment before looking at each other, "Come on, you were down here for days, you didn't learn any of their secrets?" Falco asked condescendingly, Fox scoffed at the bird, "You were here a lot longer than me apparently, remember? Why don't you know it?" it was the first time since coming back that Fox had ever talked back to Falco while they were alone and while it would have normally comforted Falco to hear his rival showing signs of his old self he had no intention of wanting the old Fox back and without warning backhanded the fox hard across the face, knocking him to the floor with a quick, startled yip and a surprised expression.
Stepping up to the stunned Fox he slowly yet firmly placed his boot down hard onto his crotch, keeping him pinned to the floor while shooting a glare at him quietly and then spitting onto his face before grinding his heel a little, admiring as the Fox blushed and let out a soft moan, "Ungh~ S-sorry, sir..." Fox said sheepishly, keeping his eyes to the floor even as he felt that thick boot grinding into his now hard cock painfully before finally pulling away, leaving him on the floor with his legs spread.
Falco stared at his spin run down Fox's forehead and into his eye which winced shut before he went back to the computer. Reaching into his pouch he pulled out one of the new gizmos Slippy gave them before taking off, pulling off the covering he slapped the device onto the side of one of the server towers and watched it activate. A small electrical current zapping onto the circuit boards, making the screen flicker and Falco worry that Slippy's devise might have just deleted everything they needed before watching the password bar fill with digits and flash green, signaling a correct password and disappeared, giving the bird access to whatever was inside.
Falco pulled up a chair and sat down; typing away madly while browsing the database, the computer he was at was apparently the central hub of the entire fortress and had all of its information inside. He ignored Fox as he also pulled up a chair and watched curiously, looking at the schematics, seeing the traps he fell to originally and all the other traps set up in the building that most likely would have been a lot more fatal if he had been caught off guard again. Then Falco found security camera footage, scouring through heaps of videos until settling on the date Fox had been captured. Finding the time and place where he left Fox to his fate using technology coded in an unknown language was tricky but he managed to figure it out. There he found Fox, bound into that strange rubber bed, bent over as a familiar blue bird pulled away from him and left the room to get dressed before Scales had his turn.
Falco narrowed his eyes to the screen, waiting for any sign of a drug to be administered or maybe some kind of strange technology applied to the fox's slightly fuzzy, blurred form as the General seated himself, only to find there was nothing new done. When the General finished with him, he allowed his minions to have their fun except the larger ones of course, not wanting his new toy torn apart apparently. Falco increased the speed to help speed things along before cracking a grin, noticing that even without being changed Fox was hard through the entire ordeal he endured. The fox's cock was exposed completely between his spread legs, pressed up against the side of the strange bed, every few minions later another squirt of fox cum would be added to the growing pool between his legs before being filled up and then dumped over his head and added to the water he was partially submerged in. This went on for hours and then days, Falco had the speed up pretty far wondering if perhaps Fox was just secretly like this all the time and his suffering brought it out into the open. Looking over to the Fox he noticed a tent in his green pants, "Look at what a slut you were even before you were changed, Fox. I'm starting to doubt they even had to do anything at all." He said, chuckling while the Fox just sat there and blushed, a small wet dot spreading from his crotch as he was most likely leaking pre like a faucet.
Falco was interrupted as he caught sign of movement in his peripheral and looked back onto the screen; they were moving the bed Fox had been laying on. Slowing the speed down as fast as he could the General's voice could be understood again, saying something about growing tired of his toy and deciding to break him once and for all. Falco looked at the date on the feed and noticed that it was only one day before Star Wolf got to Sauria and captured Fox, so whatever they did must not have taken very long. Desperately fumbling for the controls to the computer as Fox was unfastened and carried away, seemingly unconscious from all their fun, he struggled to keep up with the pair of lizards carrying the fox from room to room. They went down to nearly the bottom of the fortress before Falco could no longer following them, after a bit of frustration he discovered that there were no security cameras passed a certain point and that the bottom two levels of the fortress had no record, "Bingo!" Falco declared before looking up everything he could about the floors beneath them.
There wasn't a lot mentioned in any of the documents Falco read and he was running out of time before Fox would have to send a report to Peppy but he happened across vague references and a list of traps to avoid and pass codes given out before the attack. He also noticed a message going from one minion about footage recorded for the General's personal collection of Fox's 'nullification' and where it could be found. Falco's eyes shot over to Fox who had his eyes closed and was lewdly masturbating himself in his pants right beside him, Falco never even noticed him begin having been so focused. Fox must have gotten aroused from watching his old self being raped repeatedly, thought Falco, noticing an all too familiar tightness in his pants. Slapping Fox lightly to get his attention and refocus himself, "Fox, it's time to go make your report for Peppy. Go to the dungeon and make your report there, you know what to say by now. I'll come get you when I'm finished, if anyone comes you come get me, got that?" he commanded loudly, hoping his words got passed the haze in the fox's head as those glazed green eyes looked up at him before nodding dumbly and Fox strolled off.
Falco stood up and stretched, excited to see what goodies the General had kept secret from him all this time, even as he heard Peppy's voice echoing down the stairs and Fox's surprisingly calm voice responding to it before looking down. Falco then descended the stairs to the unmarked floor, his pistol at the ready for any possible surviving minions or whatever else could be lurking an abandoned fortress's unmarked areas. Finally reaching the end of the staircase he noticed it let into a large hall, strange though that the stairs didn't go down further, just a black void of a pit where the stairs should have been leading down to the final floor, according to his information. He shrugged; he wasn't looking for anything on the bottom floor anyway and entered the hallway. Thankful for the high tech lighting now in comparison to torches on the upper levels he realized just how more advanced the technology got the deeper he went.
As Falco went down the hallway he passed doors with no windows or handles to open them, just name tags across each one, "Krystal... Tricky..." none of these names meant anything to Falco and he kept on going, not wanting to know what kind of things went on with the people they kept down here. Eventually the hallway ended with a door to a single room and he wondered why they needed to build an entirely separate floor for such a room until he forced it open and the lights slowly blinked to life. The room was fairly expansive and open, metal walls and ceiling with the same fluorescent lights lining it. On one wall there was a screen, like a theatre would have and in a corner opposite the screen was a small room which was most likely the control center for it. Most likely it was also the control center for the large chair in the center of the room.
Upon initial inspection Falco thought it was a leather chair, perhaps a kind of home theatre Falco mused remembering the document on the computer mentioning something about a collection of videos. Then he noticed that the leather was merely a covering for some kind of hard alloy metal and that the chair had some fairly thick ankle, neck and wrist restraints not to mention a myriad of needles connected to long tubes jutting out of the floor on the other side of the chair now visible as he walked around. The room taking on a more sinister air to it Falco nearly jumped out of his feathers as he heard shuffling coming from behind him before whipping around, pistol in hand to face the small control closet with a window. Seeing nothing he slowly approaches, nervously bracing against the door and ready to break in, sure the noise came from inside. Closing his eyes and taking a split second to calm himself down he slams the surprisingly unlocked door open and frantically scans the room for a threat before settling his eyes on a small reptile in a white lab coat wearing black goggles that only accentuated the strange look.
After a quick couple checks to make sure there was nothing hiding on the ceiling or under one of the desks he re-aimed his pistol at what was perhaps the only living member of General Scale's group, "Who are you!? What is all this!?" he shouted, trying to will down his beating heart as his wild imagination calmed down with the possibilities of threats this small form could possess. The small reptile could not respond though, arms in the air in a sign of surrender he could not force the words from his throat. Falco managed to force a calm look over his face, lowering the pistol from the little reptiles head, "Look, just explain what all this is and I'll let you go." He lied.
The reptile was short, no higher than Falco's waist when compared to the bird and he had a funny kind of bent posture that looked quite uncomfortable for anyone but him, he eventually squawked out a response though, quietly and strangely enough in a language Falco knew, "I'm Sesz! I-I'm a scientist here! I d-don't know anything of the General's plans if that's why you're here! I only stay here because I can't go back to those primal beasts' tribes! I u-used to run the machine in this room when the General was alive, that's all! I wasn't even allowed to leave this closet of a control room I swear!" the small reptile named Sesz rambled on until Falco shushed him. Turning to the machines he noticed a great number of buttons, dials and switches along with a couple small monitors in the room but that was it, "What do you do here? I need to know if you can still use this technology and its limitations."
Sesz eyed the bird for a moment, worried more than suspicious knowing all too well what the technology was capable of. After weighing his options though he began to tell Falco everything, how initially they tested it on a number of prisoners but there was little success. The machine was supposed to be able to control a person, not just the motor parts of their brain but the entire thing, the way they think, act, and respond to things, even their memories. Scales originally was going to use the device to turn prisoners of war into allies as sleeper agents but as time wore on it became more and more apparent they lacked the resources to create such a device on their own and so Scales sought out a supplier for their technology from then on. It didn't end with just that project though; soon the fortress was lined with traps and devices that personnel needed to be trained on how to use. Many began to worry how they could afford it but did not dare question the General's methods; they were rising in power after all.
Eventually they managed to create the device they desired for so long and they made sure it was top secret by placing it in the lower levels of the fortress, off site and completely off record. This time their tests went along a lot better and the General greatly enjoyed Sesz's work with the machine and what he could do with each patient. The most resilient mind, confident and strong warriors kneeling at the General's feet after one night begging to please him in any way possible.
Falco's eyes were wide and his attention focused on the small reptiles' stories, hardly believing such a device could exist here on Sauria of all places and still operational. He shot the small reptile a grin, "How do I know you're not lying? I highly doubt watching a bad movie could make my friend, Fox, change so drastically over night." And Sesz let out a soft churl, his own eyes lighting up as he hopped onto a nearby chair and began playing with the controls, one of the monitors coming to life instantly and a video starting up. The video showed the guards he saw in a previous security feed now shown through what must have been a stationed camera in the room, disconnected from any other computer of the fortress, "The fox was one of the General's favorites, he liked to watch this one change over and over, heheh." The small reptile claimed, giggling a little as he turned to watch the monitor himself.
Falco watched as the unconscious Fox was strapped down onto his back, his legs raised as if they were in stirrups, a trail of reptile cum immediately beginning to leak onto the floor, making Falco grin a little, the fox's belly did look a little bloated. The two guards, rather quickly, exited the room after securing what looked like a black helmet to the top of Fox's head and Fox was left alone, the lights began to dim and Falco could see the light from the screen which must have been behind the camera shine down on the fox. There was no sound however and Falco imagined the helmet was most like some kind of headphone. Falco watched as Sesz sped up the footage and Fox lay there, occasionally twitching in his sleep but otherwise unmoving until eventually the lights brightened and the door opened, the General walking in as nude as the day he was born. His dark green scales shining a little from what must have been sweat, approaching the nude Fox to the side of his chair, his impressive shaft bobbing at full mast as he approached with that overconfident stride.
The General made no attempt to hide or conceal his obscenely visible genitals as he stepped up to the side of the chair, the head of his cock poking into Fox's cheek making the fox grunt softly. The giant of a reptile gripped the base of his shaft with his good claw and gently slapped the fox's nose with the head of his cock, smearing pre onto the vulpine face until Fox eventually stirred to life, startled as if woken from a nightmare. Falco was surprised by Fox's display of strength as he tested the binds, every muscle in the fox's body straining to break free, he didn't expect Fox to last so long with such a powerful technique like this. Apparently Scales didn't seem to mind one bit though as he stepped back just in time to avoid those sharp, little teeth from enclosing around his member, Fox's voice booming in comparison to the silence thus far, "Scales! When I get out of here you're all dead! You hear me! I'll find a way out and then break you in two myself!" the fox barked. Falco chuckled at the disheveled sight of his old rival completely losing it, never having saw Fox act this way before.
Scales just stood there too, as if admiring the fox while he barked insult after obscene insult at him until finally leaving the room. Fox was left awake to stare at the screen, unable to turn or look away due to the neck restraint. Falco admired the Fox's look as it turned from one of frustration to exhaustion and then a mindless stupor all in the course of an hour and a half. After about another hour of the fox staring with his jaw hung open and his eyes half open, drooling onto his own fur as if he were drugged Scales walked back into the room, still naked, still hard as a rock. Fox didn't even notice him until that large knob pushed up against his cheek again, this time Fox didn't snap at it though or start barking, his eyes lazily followed the black, phallic object to its owner and looked up at Scales. Falco could see the Fox's mouth close and hear a soft growl begin to emanate before the General's long, scaled claw reached down and enclosed around the back of Fox's head, and let out a loud, long hiss, "Shh~ Fox, it's just a dream... you can be honest with yourself here... relax, enjoy the feeling." He cooed to Fox quietly, Falco could see the General's claw petting his rival almost lovingly before nodding to the room where Sesz must have been controlling the machine at the time.
Falco watched with wide eyes as his old rival was broken down, piece by piece once and for all. The neck restraint slowly releasing and freeing Fox's head, Falco could almost imagine Fox neutering the General by that point but instead he barely managed to seal his lips around that hard, throbbing, shaft as the General eased it into Fox's mouth for the first time. Falco watched as he saw it slip down into Fox's mouth until stopping about one third of the way down, blocked by what must have been the back of Fox's throat. Falco was trying to get a grip of the situation, Fox must have been drugged and forced to watch and listen to something long enough that he thought were dreaming and thus not afraid to show a side of himself he didn't think he could before? However, before he could think further on it Sesz interrupted him, "I know what you're thinking, 'How would Fox give in so quickly?' well right now in the scene we've already altered Fox's memories to make him believe he enjoyed the events he was subjected to previously. Deep down he thinks he has a crush on his rapist, General Scales but we that's only temporary stuff. If I was allowed to I could change him to think he were a 12 year old vixen named Susie, but the General never wanted his prisoners to be totally wiped, most of the time but the Fox in there is not the one you've come to known, that Fox died the moment we put the headphones on him. So we just altered small segments of his memories then the General would come and partake of the different stages they go through, he was a sick man, enjoying the entire process of breaking another man..."
Sesz ramblings weren't heard beyond that, Scale's voice chimed in again redirecting his attention, "Now now, it's not going all the way down, we'll need to fix that won't we, Fox?" Scales again cooed quite gently before pulling out of the slack-jawed Fox's muzzle and moving around behind the chair. It tilted back a little bit and Falco watched as Scales mounted his friend's face like it were a common sex toy, he watched quietly and readjusted the bulge in his pants as he could see Fox's throat bulge a little as the General forced the drugged Fox to take him all the way to the base. Falco's eyes widened further as the General did not pull out immediately and Fox was not resisting at first even though Falco knew he couldn't breathe. Eventually though he could see those vulpine toes curl and his body start to jerk against the restraints for air, even as the General had the toothiest grin as the fox's throat no doubt was sending him to heaven. Falco was completely glued to the screen as he watched the General grab hold of the engorged member of his rival, Fox. Gripping it tightly he began to jerk it nice and slow, teasingly, "That's right, Fox, it's not a dream! Cum for your General! Show me your will to humiliate yourself and please your fellow males if you want to breathe!" he shouted loudly, chuckling as he grinded his large hips into Fox's face, rolling his head along with them lewdly.
Fox was making muffled gagging noises as his body convulsed, Falco stared in silence expecting his rival, his friend, the guy he went all through school with and saved the universe with, to bite and to castrate this fool but instead, he watched as Fox's cock shot rope after rope of hot Fox cum all over the General's scaled chest and then went limp. The General sneered and ripped his cock free of the Fox's throat and muzzle just in time to paint his desperately gasping mouth in his hot reptilian seed, painting the now visible Fox's face in his cum before rolling off and landing on the floor, the chair repositioning itself. Impossible to tear his eyes from the scene Falco watches on still as his old rival gasps and sputters for air even with the General's warm cum running down his face as the General leaves the room.
After a few seconds Fox begins to break down into weak sobs amidst his heavy panting, tears openly flowing down his cum stained face, perhaps thinking he was alone. Falco made out a little shadow emerging in the background however until he saw a familiar little lizard hop up onto the table, straddling Fox's stomach. Falco looked away from the monitor over to Sesz curiously, "Thought you weren't allowed to leave the control room?" he asked teasingly despite the horrific footage they just watched, to which Sesz just gave a creepy chuckle, "I was instructed to keep the patients clean, he never said how to clean them~ hehehe~" Falco tried to ignore the creepy little reptile now, he would need him later to reprogram Fox so he'd become a better pilot and a better bitch later and returned his attention to the monitor.
Falco saw as Sesz gripped either side of Fox's face and leaned in close before he heard what sounded like a dog lapping and Fox's weak grunts, "Stop... please..." he heard Fox beg to Sesz but the little reptile only giggled and twisted the Fox's head this way and that and Falco realized he was licking up the General's mess as well as Fox's tears. Watching as Fox tried to keep his eyes winced shut but Sesz persistent tongue would slip passed and lap at the very ducts making Fox groan as his eyes burned, too weak from the lack of air and his ravaged throat to bite at the strange small lizard.
Fox laid there and tried to catch his breath despite the vile little reptile lapping at his face eagerly, shuddering as he felt his erection rising once more so soon not willing to admit to himself he enjoyed the violation. Once Sesz did a very thorough check he hopped off the chair and ran off to the control room once more leaving Fox to look up at the screen, panting and humiliated his erection jutting up between his legs. Sesz sped up the feed once more and another two hours passed, Fox was back in his mindless stupor by the time Scales walked back in and he never stopped panting despite his need for air being met.
Scales came into the room like he did the other times, fully hard and completely confident, nodding to the control room Falco watched as the wrist restraints were removed and his ankle restraints as well. Sesz appeared and took the helmet off of Fox's head who looked like he just woke up from a really good wet dream as the glow from the screen disappeared, signaling the end of whatever he was watching on the screen. Scales spoke up, "Fox, we've been recording your progress since day one. Sesz will hand you your old uniform which has been modified to work with our needs but it's mostly a joke more then a statement of your piloting ability. We removed the groin from your pants so that everyone can see when you become aroused or have easy access to you at any time, I'm sure you'll agree it is for the best." Scales said as if that was that before Fox nodded and blushed, "That's a good boy, such a good little crowd pleaser, why don't you show your General how far you've come hmm, Star Fox?" Scales teased condescendingly.
Once Fox was fully dressed in his standard pilot uniform he originally landed on Sauria with in an attempt to investigate. Cleaned and ready to go minus his fully hard fox cock jutting out between his legs and exposed rump, his fine furred orange cheeks more pronounced with the butt cut off his pants. Star Fox knelt down on all fours facing the camera and his tail flagged up, his green eyes fixated on the camera and whoever was watching. A dopey grin spreading along his muzzle as the General's large form could be seen kneeling behind him and two large claws, one metal resting on either side of his hips. Then Fox winced and let out a soft "Unf!" as those hips slammed forward without warning until a lewd slapping could be heard as their hips met with little resistance. Scales wasted no time in breeding Star Fox who stayed still and took every thrust, it was impossible to tell if he was pushing back or not due to the camera angle but one could easily see Fox's own hard cock, drooling pre onto the floor and bobbing each time another wet slap was made and Fox let out another "Yiff!"
Sesz began fast forwarding the video again, Scales and Fox's rutting did not end in that one position as it went on for a few hours, each time the General came he would push Star Fox down and make the fox rim him until he was ready to go again. Fox seemed completely willing, completely different from the Fox Falco saw on camera not 15 minutes ago, he was astonished. Watching Star Fox, in his uniform somehow seeming more surreal, spread those large scaled cheeks and dive in like it were ice cream his rough vulpine tongue lapping against the generals hole. Falco winced as he saw Sesz even get to be a part of the action every now and then as it fast forwarded. The little creep choosing odd positions and asking Fox to do the most bizarre favors all of which Fox happily obliged like he were an old friend asking for help lifting something. Sesz chimed in again, scared of Falco once more, knowing that he was connected to the fox in some way, "Ya know... technically that's not the Fox you knew... by then we changed a great deal of his memories and cognitive skills so that he would be the perfect servant for the General."
The video chimed in again as Sesz slowed it down, Fox's head was between the General's legs and the soft sound of gulping could be heard amidst his speaking, "When can we start imprinting him so that he serves only me?", the General asked while idly petting Star Fox while gulped down General Scale's piss, the fur that wasn't covered by his uniform was matted with sperm, sweat or urine. Falco could hear the nervousness in Sesz reply, "He'll need to rest for a couple of days at least with very little mental stimulation... I recommend one of my holding cells-", the General interrupted him with a suspicious glare, "No, I know what you do to your test subjects and this one's far too precious to be a victim of your strange perversions. He'll be locked in the dungeon until we can complete his nullification."
Sesz stared into the screen almost longingly before hitting the stop button and looking up at Falco, "We can always change him again, it'll only take a couple days... but since you need me to do it, I want a piece of the action too... hehehe" he giggled softly. Falco glared at the reptile immediately, shaken from his thoughts, all the possibilities he could do with this technology, and not just to Fox either; that annoying Wolf and his team, Peppy, why not? He was going to be number one no matter what, Falco grinned a dark grin, one that spoke of an evil unbeffiting a supposed good guy. Falco looked down at Sesz again and smirked, "Fine, do whatever you want to them as long as I get what I ask for everybody wins, sound good?" Falco says, not really asking, he was the one with the gun after all. "What do you mean, 'them'?" Sesz asks, but Falco doesn't answer having already left the room laughing, a laugh Sesz only thought the General could make, and a laugh that made his cold blood run colder.
Fox had finished his falsified report to Peppy who, while strangely concerned about his and Falco's safety, was relieved and accepted it as truth. Fox then made his way back to his old cell, noticing that all the previous prisoners were now just bones and he had no playmates to play with until Falco came back. Sitting down he can almost remember the first time he was here, he felt like something was wrong, deep in the back of his mind, like he forgot something, it was hard to focus on though when he was so horny from the video they watched earlier. Then a strange laugh echoed up into the hallway, unfamiliar enough to make Fox jump up, pistol at the ready. When it turned out to be Falco, Fox sheathed his pistol and approached the bird, waiting for any kind of news on his discovery about the mysterious supplier.
"Fox, I met an old friend of yours downstairs, he says you're late for your appointment..." Falco chuckled, his plan was perfect now, and nothing could get in his way of being the best.
I hope you enjoyed the second last chapter in the series, I have two endings in mind right now. However I'd like to hear what you guys want to happen. Does Falco win and become the best pilot ever? Does Wolf stop Falco and save Fox? Maybe someone dies?