In The Name Of Velocirapture - Chapter 5

Story by Taiko on SoFurry

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#6 of Sensual Saga: In The Name Of Velocirapture


In The Name Of Velocirapture.

Written by Taiko Akito Edited and proofread by Kraken D'Waggin, theonehowl, and Snow Taradien

All characters were used with the permission of their owners and are listed below.

[Chapter Five]

"You're sure that Suave isn't coming back for the next few days?" Outburst asked, his concern managing to show through the black cowl on his head. "If we want this plan to work, having as many teleporters on our side would be the best for all involved." His conversation partner, the very same mule whom Thyge had seen talking with him earlier, rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"Well, I guess we could try calling him in...I dunno, though..." Nor replied, as he looked over the notes that his temporary co-worker had strewn out over the coffee table. "I mean, he could slip under the covers of a bed and appear here, but that wouldn't work so well for the mission he's on. Deep recon, can't draw attention to himself." The concern on the komodo dragon's face instantly turned to understanding, as he nodded under his cowl, sighing to himself as he flipped through a few more pages.

"I see...probably can't be too easy considering how huge he is..." Outburst amended, sighing to himself as he took another sip of his coffee from the mug. "So he's out. That lea-"

"I didn't say that he was out completely." Nor stated quickly, cutting off the lizard before he could continue down the page. "Just...um, well, that he would have a limited amount of time to help with things. You know, night work and all." He gave an apologetic look to the reptile, who gave a nod after the pause.

"...okay then. So, he's in...jeez, all this work for a silly radio tower in the mountains." The all black garbed hero sighed to himself as he took another sip of his brew, looking over the scant plans for the building. "Did they say why they wanted to make something that looked like it was part of the mountain anyways?" he asked abruptly, clearly nonplussed by the whole thing. "I mean, what? Is it to give cellphone reception there or something?"

"Something, from what I've heard." Nor shrugged back as he looked to his own glass of water. He let it sit to itself at the end of the table. "I dunno, all I've heard is that they're planning for it to be the source of some kind of new tech for the public. Something about accepting only certain signals and such." The mule sighed and leaned back in his red and blue scratched costume, a finger of his absentmindedly following one of his clearly defined abbes along through the suit. "I dunno, it's been really, just...vague. Like they want it to be a surprise or something."

Outburst shrugged as he reclined in his own chair, his purple tail flicking in hidden annoyance to the whole thing, the lime underside briefly flashing from the motion. "I don't know much more myself. I know that we'll be stationed at it while it's being installed with its own security, but nothing else was given to me in advance." The garment wrapped around the komodo's head did well in hiding his eyes and the irritation that flashed up in them. Still, another sip of coffee distracted him long enough for him to regard the rest of the papers. "Can't believe that I'm being drafted like this."

"I didn't know it was possible." Nor replied, frowning to himself as he leaned back further and looked to the ceiling. "I know I signed a contract to join this team and be supported by it, but I didn't think that someone could be drafted into one."

"Yeah...it's been a real nuisance getting set up here..." Outburst replied sourly, before he realized what he'd just said. "Um, nothing against the rest of the team, or you Nor. It's just not how I normally do things, you know?" He was only reassured when the mule lifted one of his hands up and sighed back.

"And the location is probably someplace you're not used to either. Trust me, I get where you're coming from. The city has a nasty tendency to change names whenever you're in the middle of speaking them." Nor sighed again as he rubbed at his face, "And you just flow from one tense into the other, and...ugh. It's horrible when holidays roll around too, because the merchandise always shifts to the weirdest of names."

Outburst didn't need to be elaborated upon as to what kinds of names might appear on the label for a seasonal toy or food. On the first day he'd been brought in, along with a couple other heroes to help oversee the new base's construction, he'd gotten a news paper that changed the city's name four times over the course of the first page, and it wasn't a misprinting. The name itself changed right before his eyes, in all cases of it being printed at once, ink blinking to new positions and all, from Novus Agri to Novum Ager, and back again, and then strangely into something resembling New Brotusberg, before back to Novus Agri.

Apparently it was due to the heroes and villains travelling back to the city's past to try and sort out what it's name really was, causing issues in its time stream, but really it was all a headache to Outburst to sort out. He wasn't the only one with that problem.

Nor groaned as he felt over his stomach for a few moments, scrunching his face up before he turned to his conversation partner. "Speaking of flow, I need to use the washroom for a minute. I'll be back as soon as I can." Outburst nodded silently as he sipped some more coffee between his white lips, knowing all too well that 'as soon as I can.' could come with any number of delays. Not that he blamed Nor for it; they were in a base for superheroes after all, they were all but required to head out at a moment's notice.

To that end, he got up and checked to see that the coffee maker was still churning out more of that liquid, caffeinated gold so many people depended on in the morning. To his surprise, it was all out. "What...?", he asked himself, before checking the filter and speaking to himself, "Clairvoyance." Gritting his teeth, and readying his mind, the hero pushed himself to look a little more than eight minutes into the future, trying to see what would happen if he made a new cup of coffee with the same grindings that were in the filter. He shut his eyes as they began to radiate light, and waited for the vision to come...

"...urg!" he'd grunt as he clapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide as he looked into the mug he was holding, the black fluid within reflecting his black hooded head like a grim reaper. He'd left the brew sit on his tongue for a few moments before swallowing it down reluctantly, gasping out loud as he panted and looked around.

The kickback to the present made Outburst's head hurt, getting temporal whiplash as he tried to make sense of what he'd just seen. Slowly, the memories pieced themselves together, and he sighed as he looked into the filter again. "Guess that means this won't be a perfect cup after all." he sighed, shutting the coffee maker and looking around for a tin to scoop some powder out of. The next minute or so was spent scouring the break room for one, the hero only coming up with one that had a few dregs of coffee in the corners.

Sighing to himself, the man looked to the doorway. "Damn...going to have to get a new one." Taking a pen from the counter and writing a quick note for Nor, deciding that using his superpowers too casually would just be abusing them, the komodo dragon set it down on the pages and put them together into one pile. He hoped the organization would grab the stallion's attention when he returned to the room, and thus to the note on top.

With that out of the way, and a brief look up on the map on the wall, Outburst picked himself up and jogged out of the room, taking a sharp right to head down to the cafeteria. He was in such a hurry to get a new package of ground up coffee beans that he completely missed the sounds of someone big, and someone heavy moving through the hallway Nor had walked down. That in itself wasn't such a strange thing, if it wasn't followed up on with a few telltale clicks, and the lack of light streaming in from the passageway...

'Never drinking that again.' the hero thought to himself as he looked into the sink, washing his hands thoroughly as he could, simply out of habit. 'Why is it that this body doesn't like apricot juice...?' The thought was recorded inside his head, and shuffled away into his memory banks along with the other questions it had stored on his half-mule, half-alien-gelatinous-robot form.

It had been at least a few years - correction, three years, five months, nineteen days, twenty-three hours, four minutes and twelve seconds - since he'd fallen through an alien space craft while sky diving with a few friends, and had accidentally been turned into a hybrid of himself and an infiltrator-esque robot on the inside. He wasn't all that upset by the changes made to himself, really - he could take punches far easier, was stronger even in his civilian form, and he could always turn back whenever he wanted to his normal body.

Granted, he was actually a tad disturbed at how easily he adjusted to having a brain that, while acting like his own, he was completely aware of the processes...but, then again, at least he had a very hard time forgetting things on his schedule. Not to mention he had his own built in clock...although he had to admit that it was a bit disquieting to have that in his head too.

Blinking as he realized he'd flashed off to another of his memories, when he'd had the wind flowing through his fur, the mule went back to the task at hand. Blowing his hands dry with a wall mounted fan, the stallion scratched at an itch at the back of his head and closed his eyes to the pleasure he got - it was amazing at how much his form actually acted like a normal stallion body at times.

He was considerably less amused when he found himself standing in a completely empty hallway, darkness filling up much of his vision even after it adjusted itself for the night. No stars here to help him see...odd that the lights were off in the first place.

Gritting his teeth, and setting his other senses as high as he could, the superhero glanced around and pressed himself against the wall, not wanting too many areas to be attacked. "Hello? Is anyone there?" His face screwed itself up, however, as something pungent floated into his nostrils, a hand covering his face as his mind analyzed it. It was...familiar...

"Hello, Nor." a deep, sultry voice hissed into his ear, before something wet and hot touched upon both of the triangles sticking out of his head. Nor only got the chance to whinny in surprise when he felt those wet tips shove themselves into his ears, something hot and wet being jetted into his ear canals as he shuddered.

That was all that was needed for the villain to win, Nor's limbs swiftly being wrapped about in endowments that might as well have been steel shackles attacked to two steel walls. First were his ankles, the twin cocks snaking about them before tugging his feet out from under him. Any gasp that the mule could have had, as his body slid down the wall, was cut short as another endowment surged into his mouth and immediately swelled to fill it up. As the gag was being set into place, Nor's outstretched arms were wrapped up, his body jerking slightly as he was suddenly shaken around by it.

Velocirapture snickered to himself as he stretched Nor's limps out spread eagle, as he'd done with everyone else he'd met beforehand, before bringing them together, tying the mule's hands to his feet and lewdly presenting his ass for his assailant. However, knowing of the mule's slightly gelatinous body made the supervillain a tad curious, and the dracoraptor gave a quick tug on the bound limbs. He snickered to see that the hero's form actually seemed to stretch from the motion, literally pulling itself back to the way it was before, Nor shooting daggers past the cock in his maw.

"Ahhh, you're going to be so much fun for me in the future..." Velocirapture sneered, knowing that, despite the glare he was getting, Nor couldn't hear or see his assailant at all. And that meant there were only two things to do to make this hero really be his bitch.

One was easy - with one shaft already in Nor's maw, and the two at his ears popping out and hovering before his nose, it only took the dracoraptor a little stimulation at the base of his shafts before he sighed...and unleashed a torrent of seed not only into the mule's mouth, and throat, but over his face too. With his eyes and ears rendered useless by the darkness and endowments, the hero's senses of taste and smell had to have jumped beyond what he'd already set them at. Naturally, with his body being so open, it meant that Nor had allowed himself to get the maximum dosage of pheromones and cum out of the orgasm that he could have gotten save having them be injected into his body. This was exactly what the supervillain wanted, knowing that his cum's effects would work in all the faster the more Nor took it in.

The second was even easier; tearing a hole at the costume between Nor's legs, and probing around till he found the hero's tight pucker between his rather sensual ass-globes, it took Velocirapture all of two seconds to create a new cock between his legs. Like a peg that met its hole, the villain hammered his dick home, Nor shouting out into his watering gag as he felt his rump being spread wide by the new endowment. However, no matter how much the battering ram of a dick only seemed to grow in his anus, Nor couldn't help but feel aroused by what he was feeling, especially since his ass was only stretching to accommodate it.

It only took a few moments for the stallion's computerized mind to start reading anomalies in his body's functions, distracting himself further from any attempt he could have made to escape. Something was trying to slip into his programming, trying to "convince" it that it was an essential part of his diet. It wasn't something he dealt with too often, either as a drug or simply as some kind of additive put in a food to make it more palatable, but...but this was far more...far...

Nor blinked, his white eyes fogging up gently as he was forced to continue to swallow about the endowment in his maw. He hadn't noticed, with his back against the wall and the plunging at his ass, that what had just been a trickle in his mouth had suddenly returned to a rather steady stream. It wasn't too fast for him to get a few breaths in before swallowing down, even if it meant that he needed to smell more of villainous sex, but...something...additive...clogging...influx of...data...

Nor's face froze as his mind was suddenly buffeted by an outrage of data, the super-processor in his head trying to sort it all out while fulfilling its other duties. However, as the mule drank more and more of the pre and seed being fed into his mouth, not to mention being pistoned up his rump, the battle was slowly forcing him to the losing side. Eventually, his mind wouldn't be able to deny the rising tide of "must ingest regularly" that his forced liquid meal was giving him. Soon, he'd be as much a cocksucker, if not more than, Thyge, trapped by his body's own workings and forced to be made eager by this hunger.

Then again, so would everybody else.

Velocirapture snickered as he watched the equine's face turn from enraged to engaged, a clawed hand scritching under the jaw as it swallowed another load. "Hmmm...blue screen of death, is it?" he asked himself, before he grinned and gave the hero a quick slap to the face. No reaction was given save for a slightly rolling head and another huff of breath through the mule's nostrils.

"Well, whatever." he shrugged as he straightened himself up, although he took the time to give Nor's open ass a free spank in turn, grinning as he watched it ripple momentarily. He gave the cheeks a few more smacks before he turned and began to walk again, slowly pulling Nor along for the ride. "Now, lets see who else we have here..."

The break room's lighting hurt the dracoraptor's eyes, behind the goggles, forcing him to flip the goggles up and away from his mask's eye-holes to see properly. A brow rose, on the man's face, before he slowly peaked in at what was inside...

"Hey Nor, sorry!" Outburst said as he slipped back into the room, smiling to the tire-sized tin of coffee he was hefting in his arms. "You wouldn't believe it! The only thing that they'd bother bringing in was this industrial-sized bucket of low grade bleh!" He didn't notice that he was alone in the room, even as he set the aforementioned "bucket" down onto the counter. "So, I decided, screw it! I used teleportation to get a few downtown, and used my civilian identity to buy a few of the largest cans of their best brand!"

Outburst sighed as he set the massive container down, looking around curiously when he realized he was without an audience. "Hm? Nor?" he asked as he looked around, blinking as he noticed a distinct lack of change since he was last there. Sure, the pages on the coffee table looked ruffled up compared to before - at least, he thought they did, if his memory was correct - and Nor's glass was now in the sink, but it didn't look like the mule had come back in.

A quick check at the pages revealed no return notes to Outburst, nor that Nor had actually been there. A quick check down the brightly lit hallways, in all their bland grey, maze like, unpainted brilliance proved he wasn't down there either. "...huh." the lizard said to himself with a shrug, "Guess he had to leave."

As he turned back into the room, the sounds of one of the larger sets of storage room doors opening reading his ears and being duly ignored, Outburst clapped his hands and began to get his java on. Pulling the lid off the container, the komodo dragon snickered as he remembered the look on the guards face as he re-entered the building alongside Outburst's.

He'd had to prove that the "contraband" he was carrying was actually coffee grounds and not an explosive, but it hadn't taken long before he was inside and clear. Apparently the guards were just as sick of the coffee as the heroes were.

In no time at all, Outburst had the filter and its grounds removed, had a new one out, and had filled it with a few spoonfuls of higher grade coffee. "Hmmm, and now for the water." he grinned, opening up the back part and looking inside to see how much he needed. To his surprise, it was not only almost completely full, but hot, steam wafting up into his face. "...huh."

Confused, but not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, he shrugged and merely started the machine up. "Well, my gain. Guess someone else had to go through the dregs instead of me." Expanding this explanation as to why Nor's cup was in the sink, and water, even though it didn't explain why it was still so hot, the reptile sat himself down and looked the plans over some more.

It wasn't the first time he'd seen them, really, and it wasn't some huge secret either that couldn't be left to anyone without so much clearance. The news about "a new complex for everyone to experience" had gone through weeks ago, and there was word of it even in the city Outburst normally operated out of. It was considered strange that the thing was essentially a super-powered radio tower, and that so much money, effort, and power was going into it. Hell, the spot it was going into didn't even have any real significance, just that it was in the mountains.

Despite this, Outburst checked that each and every paper that had been in the plans was still with them. He couldn't have been gone for more than ten minutes, although he was quick to admit it was at least five since he'd seen them last. His eyes scanned the pages, and then again when he endowed himself with hyper-attention to detail, experience and memory coming into play as he scanned every indent, ink drop, and smudge that had come to the plans.

By the time the coffee started to seep into the pot, Outburst was fairly certain that his fears were unjustified. There were a few nicks at the top few pages, where something like a claw had pressed unevenly into the paper, but aside from that, it didn't look like they were even removed from the table. 'Hmm, someone just got curious.' he assumed, and grinned as he saw more of the coffee fill the pot, dark and rich as he wanted it.

Smiling to himself, the komodo dragon watched the pot like a hawk, allowing himself to relax after the number of superpowers he'd used in such a short time. It was a bit of a pain but considering the ease it gave him in fighting crime, when a certain power was needed above another, Outburst was used to it.

"There it is," he grinned as he watched the last few drops into the pot finally stop from the machine. Not even giving the ripples a chance to cease before he gripped the handle, Outburst grabbed a new mug - his old one was in the sink too - and he poured himself a hot cup of joe. Smiling as he watched the coffee steam in the mug, and waiting for it to cool enough for him to drink, the reptile checked the water level in the maker and refilled it with a free mug. He took his time, though, having nothing else to do while his drink cooled.

When he was finished, a quick dip of the finger (before it was slipped back into his glove, along with the rest of his hand and forearm) proved the liquid to be drinkable without scalding himself. With a sigh, knowing his work had paid off, the lizard took the mug to his lips, gave a slow breath of the vapors that wafted from it, and took a sip.

He paused, as an unfamiliar taste ran across his taste-buds. Smacking his lips for a few moments, rolling the drink across his tongue a bit more, the komodo dragon shrugged his shoulders and took a much larger sip of it, attributing the change to the different brand. He managed to convince himself of this over the next five sips, but each time, while the taste grew on him and became easier to swallow, it never changed. Something was very off about it.

Eventually, as he reached the remainder of the mug, Outburst forced himself to spit the remaining dregs of the coffee back into his mug, despite the growing urge to drink it down. The hero tentatively looked into the mug, before he screwed up his face and dumped it into the sink, rinsing it out and then taking another one out of the cupboard. It was no better, as the refilled mug (Outburst could have sworn he didn't mean to put in so much) tasted exactly the same. As well as the next mug. And the next one.

It got to the point that Outburst specifically had to bring out a new power just to taste what was going into the coffee to cause such a reaction from him...which seemed to be growing needier by the minute. "Super-tasting!" For once, Outburst ignored the sensation of an oblique power giving him a new aspect of the world, focusing on cleaning off his hands and the inside of his glove. It might have been a bit late, but if there was any drug in the coffee he needed to be sure that he wasn't absorbing any through his scales or any trapped in the glove.

Carefully, using the outside of his glove this time, the scaly took a drop of coffee and tentatively allowed it to drop onto his tongue. The sensory burst he got from the action, not to mention the caffeine that was already running through his system, made the hero stagger about, gripping a chair to support himself. Oohh, the tastes! The textures! The ingredian- coffee bean, water, mild hints of chlorine, and semen.

At first, the hero thought that his tongue was lying to him, or that he was misinterpreting the bits he could understand. However, slowly, as he slowly began to stop deluding himself, the komodo dragon slowly turned his head back to his finger, and his tongue slowly lapped at the remaining fluid. Coffee, tap water, glove, and cum.

"...what the fu-!" Outburst started to shout, completely and totally dismayed at what he had just discovered, only for something hard and heavy to suddenly bull-rush into his back, sending him flying into the unfortunately solid wall. "Gaaah!"

"Hmm, took longer than I expected," Velocirapture condescendingly stated from the hallway outside of the room. He was smugly grinning as a few solid gold endowments wrapped themselves about the dazed komodo, the same ones that had struck him moments before, lifting him up and into the air. "Well, can't anticipate them all. Still, I absolutely loved the expression on your face." The dracoraptor didn't explain how he'd been watching the komodo without being detected, not how he'd managed to get the drop on him in general.

Outburst didn't ask, either. Instead, the hero tried his best simply to get out of the bind he was in, especially as the hot, metal endowments twisted around him like an oddly erotic, live bondage. Perhaps the pheromones dribbling out of the drooling shafts, filling his nose with sweet promise of that delicious cum, or maybe he just liked the way that the massive cocks were rubbing him...mmm, they looked so tast-

"No!" Outburst shouted out, giving a sudden burst of resistance as he realized that his tongue was still hypersensitive, and was influencing his nostrils too. Knowing he had little to no time for working things out, the man cried out, "Teleportation!" and he focused on the room he knew that another of the base's heroes would be in. It was the first bedroom that he'd seen since coming to the paradoxical city, and was meant for one man.

With a great burst of light, Outburst's outfit was immediately vacated of his muscular form, leaving the glimmering cocks with nothing to grasp save air and an empty suit.

"...well, I'll be damned." Velocirapture sneered as his shafts slurped partially back into his crotch, "I forgot to gag him..." Still, the smirk on his face returned, and with a glance down the hallway Nor's air-born, prone form. The mule's eyes were lidded even as he was gestured to by the supervillain who'd captured him, despite his belly having gently domed outwards from the amount of cum he'd drunk by that point.

"Come here boy...don't be shy," Velocirapture whispered, the dracoraptor acting like the hero was a dog as he pulled him in closer. When Nor came into an arm's length, the villain hissed and gave his ass a hard smack, "Good boy." before his suit was searched for a specific device. "Communicator, communicator..." he muttered, before coming up with the round device. A keypad lay on a side, along with a small entrance for voices to go in and out.

Raising a brow to the communicator, the black disk practically a pebble in the man's fingers, Velocirapture reached out to the tip of his mask and pulled out a small stylus used for such occasions. Sure, it was easier to just summon a tiny tipped phallus for such a thing, but when he was in the middle of fucking people over (like now), it was difficult to not make such a thing into a high powered cum-blaster with a tiny nozzle. It was easier just to have a stylus and keep the mess down.

"Okay then..." he muttered as he remembered back to the number Thyge told him to use on the communicators. "Eight, eight, two, zero, star..." He half expected there to be a dial tone, after making such a number of key presses, his eyes and ears locked on it and ignoring the sounds of the fucked hero behind him.

Silence went through the communicator, and for a moment Velocirapture thought he'd crushed it in his fingers. However, when he strained his ears he managed to pick up the sounds of someone panting, and even...whimpering?

"Lover-boy, is that you?" Velocirapture spoke into the device, a deadpan expression behind his mask. There was a gasp at the other end, along with some more panting, before a shaky voice finally came through, although Velocirapture needed to hold the device to his ears to actually hear it.

"...es sir, master..." Thyge's voice lightly came through the speaker. Velocirapture snickered as he realized what the guilmon was doing.

"Good good." the villain grinned, leaning against a wall as he introduced another shaft to Nor's pliable ass, the mule grunting as his legs were spread farther apart. "Now, I need you to do me something." Looking down both hallways, one he'd come from, the other he'd need to travel down later, he paused before continuing. "There's a room around here I need access to, and I'm not sure where to look..."

The figure in the dark room gasped out loud, as the heavy metal door suddenly began to groan, its hydraulics and locks trying to keep it from being opened. The scaly slipped off the chair he was on, recovering from the scene he just experienced, and backed away, whimpering to himself as he searched for something to cover himself.

"No, no it's too soon!" he cried out loud before trying to fit himself under a tabletop, biting his lip as he felt the need for Velocirapture growing within him. "No, you won't take me!" he defiantly shouted, looking around for a weapon and picking up a plastic wastebasket as the door opened, and a pair of white eyes gleamed through the dark hallway. A Cheshire grin formed on the man's face, the lights of the room faint but enough to pick out each and every one of his teeth.

"Aww, is that really how you treat your master?" Velocirapture grinned, as a mass of tentacocks flooded the room, his victim gasping as he was swarmed by them, and his mouth was filled with a new shaft. "And here I went to so much trouble to track you down...how sad..." The figure mumbled about the endowment between his jaws, trying to shout something past the massive man-meat, and failing spectacularly. "Awww, trying to say something?

The man grinned as he gave a smack to the scaly's ass, feeling it ripple under his hands as he continued to tease at it, an endowment wriggling between the large cheeks and slowly drooling more pre. His captive slowly began to relax, as he tasted that ever-loving seed being dribbled into his maw, lapping it up happily even as he was groped.

The dracoraptor tore off all the clothes that the figure wore, snickering as he groped and smacked at the male's round butt cheeks, before looking to the screens of the room. "Oh, scans almost up. Looks like we'll need to start another one." he grinned into Thyge's ears, nibbling on one as he moved the boy's hands to the keyboard. "Although, before that's started...we need to find out where that silly hero has gotten himself into..."


Thyge/Loverboy, Lance, Nor, Darl, Sam and Suave belong to Taiko Akito

Kraken D'Waggin/Velocirapture, Kraken D'Orca belongs to Kraken D'Waggin

Thunderquake belongs to Hasani

Lance Belgers/Outburst belongs to Zylen Andel

Guilmon and Growlmon are all property of Digimon/Bandai.