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A lupursyn or wolf-bear half a foot more in inches than three whole yards in height with red fur and green eyes walks up a dirt road from a temperate rain forest to a great conclave lake set before majestically imposing mountains like the great stone teeth of a colossal earthen dragon over which a series of waterfalls cascades down from the tops of the mountains to series of cliff platforms that form mini lakes at seemingly random intervals before coming down into the lake itself; feeding it as it feeds the mighty river that feeds the forest before washing out to sea in the ocean many miles away. The eyes of the wolf-bear are green and peer out upon the world through a permanent mask of tattooed greenery that also circles around his canine muzzle which makes quite a sight when the hood of green leather cloak is pulled up over his head to shelter him from the rain. Besides the cloak he doesn't wear much: a green leather kilt with many patches, a quiver of arrows and a war blade in its scabbard, tattoos of the tree of life in green in a kind of Celtic knot work over his heart so that the branches connect with the roots to make a circular badge of office that doubles as a Holy Symbol when such is needed, full sleeve thorny green vines up and down his arms culminating in bloody roses on the backs of his palms, and last but certainly not least painted and lacquered bracers on his wrists and greaves of the same on his shins featuring a Green Man motif as if he were a druid or something as uses a stout oaken staff as a walking stick as he makes his way to the lake.

Tiki statues greet him at the edge of the large lake most of whom are carved to sort of resemble Buddha fat and content in his enlightenment. The wolf-bear strips off what few garments he has as one of the Tiki Buddha statues eats the possessions while the tattoos on his body start to glow as if by magic. More tattoos are revealed when he strips nude: a verdant green wheel on each thigh, green thunderbolts on his shins and a full on depiction of the classic Green Man face that takes up the whole of his back.

Once he is completely nude the wolf-bear wades into the lake until he gets up to his waist and then swims toward the back of the body of water until he gets near the center. Tentacles from down below grab his wrists and ankles to try and pull him under but the lake monster's would be victim just grabs the tentacles holding him and starts to pull. Whatever thing the tentacles belong to does not want to get dragged from wherever it is situated and lets go of the lupursyn rather than risk being exposed as a flying saucer floats overhead.

The UFO does nothing more than just hover in place as if the occupants inside were just watching for now. In the lake the wolf-bear does dive beneath the waves but only so he can enter a cave under the water. He swims through a tunnel into a continuation of the lake inside the mountains themselves.

Stone lanterns alight as the lupursyn swims to the shore until he can stand on submerged stairs leading to more tunnels leading upward. He walks up a lighted passageway past a couple of openings with curtains of scaled skin just inside and noises of occupation beyond that. One of the openings he does stop and walk into however and closes the curtains behind him.

He walks though a waterfall into one of the pools near the top of the mountain and looks down before smirking to himself. The waterfall and its pool act as a kind of shower and bath that the wolf-bear uses to soak and relax until the flying saucer moves directly overhead. He gives the craft a look of annoyance until crimson light fills the space as a red vixen with green hair, the same tree of life tattoo over her heart and black pentagrams, fifth point skyward, on her upper arms and thighs is deposited into the pool with him.

She opens her green eyes and smiles at him as she wades through the pool to sit on his lap. He fondles her breasts which gets her cooing pleasurably as she reaches down to fondle his package. She stands a little more than two-thirds of his height as she dips her hand into some lotion to spread it all over his body and he reciprocates wordlessly.

They bathe each other in a sensuous fashion as they let the water wash away the dirt that had accumulated on them before they move on to more heavy petting. He licks and suckles at her breasts as she moans and reaches down to stimulate him with her feet, getting him up, out and hard as a matter of course. She sits down to impale herself along his length as they kiss passionately before sitting down in the water with her wrapped around him as they close their eyes to perform a little sexual meditation.

Later the same wolf-bear stands on a wooden platform high above the floor of a temperate rainforest Rain starts to fall heavily as the twin moons dart in and out of the cloud cover as the lupursyn draws the hood of his heavy leather cloak above his head which also happens to be green. A yawn is stifled as there is very little to actually see here although a smile does creep up on his face as the beauty all around him in the sheer splendor of nature pleases him as lightning crashes down in random places in semi-close proximity to himself.

Flashes of scarlet filter down through the clouds that alarms the wolf-bear as the staff changes to a compound bow as the ranger reaches into his quiver to take out an arrow whose head starts to smolder as soon as it is drawn. A flying saucer with blinking red lights descends out of the clouds as the warrior tracks it visually. It bobs up and down as it slowly makes its way across the sky towards the ocean which is not visible in the horizon but the warrior knows where it is right enough as he has been there many times.

It travels along peacefully but the ranger arcs his line of fire and starts to take aim. When he releases his arrow it explodes in fireworks over the flying saucer like a flare or a warning to those lower in the canopy that there is something worth looking up at in their skies tonight. The flying saucer acts as if nothing has happened as it continues flying towards the ocean.

"What is it, Kodyax?" A tree frog asks as he hops up onto the platform. "What's with the warning flare?"

"Look over yonder, Luke," Kodyax says as he points to the flying saucer that is still on its way. "We're having a visitation from the star people again."

"Great!" Luke says and rubs his bald head before heaving a heavy sigh. "I wonder what they want this time?"

A vixen, the same one that bathed with eh wolf-bear earlier, dances completely nude around a bonfire on a secluded rocky beach with a temperate rain forest in back of her and the grand vista of the ocean in front of her. Storms rage in the forest behind her but she pays them no mind. Wooden statues carved much like tikis on our world emit sounds like drums, bagpipes, flutes, harps and other instruments in the harmonies of Pagan Irish bards without the words sung for the festivals of the Pagan Irish holidays.

While the random flashes of lightning do not stop her dancing and chanting songs of praise to the goddess Morrigan and the god Taranos the fireworks shot into the sky by rangers causes her to stop and stare at the sky. A red glow starts become apparent almost immediately and it is almost hypnotic to gaze upon as the vixen stands transfixed where she is; her tail idly twitching behind her. Only a stray ember landing on her tail and almost setting it on fire distracts her as a flying saucer soon floats lazily into view.

As the saucer gets closer the vixen gets visibly frighten and chants again, this time to cast a spell of invisibility on herself to hide her presence from view. The craft hovers in place for a minute when it gets to the beach with a crimson spotlight shown upon the rocky sands as if looking for something or someone as the shadow of the vixen moves about to avoid getting caught in the beam even if the bonfire somewhat betrays the fact that she is here. A random bolt of lightning hits the craft as if the Celtic storm god himself was telling the crew of the saucer to move along.

Noticeably limping now, the saucer moves out above the ocean proper for quite some ways to avoid the island storm. At a point where the craft would almost threaten to disappear beyond the horizon line from the vixen's perspective it starts to descend into the waters of the ocean itself. Without sound it submerges into the waters and while there is a large circle of crimson shone upon the surface where the craft dove in, this too disappears quickly enough as if the craft descended deep enough into the ocean that the lights on its rim were too far away to reflect on the waters above.

The vixen sighs in relief as she makes her towards the water's edge and becomes visible. She kneels in shallow waters with the waves flowing through her as they rush to meet the land behind her. Her hands wave before her as an image starts to form in the foam of the flying saucer making its way to a domed city underwater.

"Are you alright, Moira?" Luke asks as he hops down from the trees. "Kodyax shot a flare arrow as the star people are on the prowl again."

"I know, Luke," Moira returns, "The disc was just here. Do we still have some alchemist looking into a way to chase them beneath the waves?"

"I think Eileen is still working on that," Luke postulates. "You want Kody to go check?"

"Please do, although I think Eileen will have a surprise as she keeps trying to wean herself off of wanting his cock between her legs." Moira giggles.

Blood red algae floats in a backwater swamp as a doe deer in a leather smock and nothing else gathers water in a bucket and takes it back to a big vat on a cart hooked up to a harnessed dinosaur with a huge domed head we call a pachycephalosaurus but the natives simply refer to as a dome-skull. When she has gathered enough scum water she gets on her wagon and has her beast of burden drag the wagon to a wood and stone laboratory about half a mile from the area she was gathering the swamp water.

She backs the wagon over a trowel made of stone before she manipulates a series of levers that dumps the water into a reservoir beneath the stone longhouse Miss doe deer goes into the house where she has peat moss burning in various places to cook reagents for a variety of potions in an almost primitive factory style to mass produce a number of liquids that she is checking up on when she comes in. She makes adjustments to various beakers unmindful of what is going on around as Kodyax walks in through the same doorway she did and comes up behind her.

The lupursyn comes up behind the deer and reaches into her smock to molest her breasts. She reacts by moaning in pleasure and backing up and into the predator before kneeling before him. Licking her lips she crawls under his kilt before rising to lick and suckle on his scrotum in order to get his member out for her to suck on.

She sucks on his member to get him hard enough to penetrate her folds and beyond with great enthusiasm. When she gets him to climax in her muzzle she gulps down his semen greedily. He moans as she performs fellatio on him and when he climaxes he howls in pleasure.

Miss deer drains the wolf-bear's balls of his semen energetically and when there is no more to drink she gets up and gives him a hug. The lupursyn then prays over a few of the bottles before she hands him some potions that go into the rucksacks on his belt. They nuzzle before he departs and the deer goes back to her work.

"Come back any time, Kodyax," the deer coos. "I love getting my salt in the form of a milkshake."

"Of that I don't doubt, Eileen," Kodyax calls back and then remembers something and comes back. "By the way, how is that diving project coming along?"

"Slowly, but surely," Eileen admits. "I am working on more than just potions. I was walking to Sahara at one point but the silly cheetah is getting so full of herself lately. I really need to find more people to help test out the vehicle."

"We also need more information on what is down there." Kodyax grumbles.

"You can always ask Amara if she's had any visions," Eileen suggests. "I know she can be a weird one, but her information is often accurate enough."

"Yeah, but she usually has to be in a certain mood," Kodyax states. "Then again she was saying something about crabs that might be something. I'm going to play a hunch."

A lady rabbit no taller than a midget with fur the color of sand and hair as black as the midnight sky wanders a beach aimlessly clutching a staff with a finial of an ankh with the tree of life in its loop. She is dressed in Egyptian style finer save for the blind fold of black velvet tied around her head. Her top is bare as are her feet but she walks with confidence out a ways into the surf.

She is lean and lanky dwarf rabbit and her face scans the waves and the beach behind her as if she sees and is expecting someone. Ankhs are tattooed on her upper arms and her thighs which she reveals once she removes her white linen skirt and lays it on the sand. She also lays down her golden necklace as a hermit crab the size of a house cat happens along and scuttles over to steal it as the rabbit girl goes back into the surf with twin moons ascending the night time sky.

The larger than life crab is nearing the necklace when Kodyax walks out of the temperate rain forest further up the beach and sees the would be shelled stealer. He sees the rabbit Amara in trouble and decides that recuing her would make her more willing to help him out with her visions. Of course that fact that he might actually get to tap her rear as an additional reward does cross his mind.

In one hand was a staff of oak that transforms into a mighty bow as he draws an arrow from the quiver on his belt which holds up a green leather kilt. His aim is true and the crab is hit from behind. It turns around and beholds the ranger, his green leather cloak furling behind him in the wind, holding his mighty bow in his left hand and decides to burrow into the sand to run away.

He doth removes his cloak and kilt but neither the painted bracers on his wrists; nor the greaves on his shins that are both rendered to present the visage of the green man to the world as he walks up to the priestess from behind. He towers over her but gently he reaches around to grope at her breasts. She gasps and feels back as the green wheels on his own thighs start to glow.

She can feel his scrotum that for one of his massive size is merely average but for her is rather substantial. She presses her nose to his groin for a moment before licking at his scrotum and sheath, both of which she can do standing up as her face is at that level. He moans a little as he enjoys her mouth on his unmentionables.

The fact that she gets him up and hard is a foregone conclusion as she lays down in the sand and lets the waves wash over her with the ogre sized predator, a true mixture of wolf and bear, follow her down as he presses his canine cock against the lips of her labia before penetrating her folds. The waves of the crashing surf break over his body as he takes her liberally as she just moans and bits her fist from the sensations she is getting. Her body begs for more and more, carnal commands her much larger partner simply obeys as he gets even harder within her.

His knot pushes her off his member a little but he still manages to fill her up quite nicely when he climaxes. She is limp when he is finished as tiki statues of wood come to collect their belongings as the lupursyn carries the bunny off towards the rain forest with the carved wooden golems following right behind. They are carved to be grinning to begin with but something in their step suggests that they are enjoying this service they are providing immensely as up above a flying saucer makes its way across the sky.

"You wanted to see me, Kodyax?" Amara says in a giggling coo. "I take it this has something to do with the fact that we are having another visitation from the star people?"

"Yeah, Moira, said they have sort of base around here, have you had any visions?" Kodyax asks.

"Not recently," Amara answers. "Are you planning to chase them?"

"Not sure, Eileen is working on something to go down there..." Kodyax starts.

"And if I have any visions of down there, I'll be sure to let you know," Amara says before giving him a kiss. "You need to see Sahara, Dunk."

A queen cheetah in a chain mail bikini, brightly colored sashes and a turban around her head that includes a veil of modesty as well as a scimitar in the sash at her hip pads as quietly as she can along the rim of a slumbering volcano. Lava pools are every where with moai flanked stone bridges crisscrossing the region to access pools of heated mineral water. She crosses one such bridge and strips herself nude as a fat Buddha tiki opens its mouth for her to deposit her attire and weapon.

The queen cheetah deposits her possessions in the tiki for safe keeping as she wades into the pool of very warm water. Her eyes have tattoos that look like those painted on Egyptians of our world with a big ankh tattooed on her chest between her breasts with smaller ankhs on her upper arms and thighs. Her hair is black as midnight with streaks of rose funning through it.

She relaxes to the point of dozing off as she soon has very male company. Kodyax smirks as he makes his way towards Sahara and she is smirking as well as she watches him walk up. As a means of amusing herself, Sahara does a little bit of performance masturbation as he continues to approach even as she makes a bit of a show making it appear like she is in fact asleep.

He uses a great quarterstaff as a walking stick with green man painted bracers and greaves finishing his armor and only other clothing beyond the belt that holds up his kilt with rucksacks upon that as well as a quiver and a scabbard containing a falcata. A separate stone tiki of similar carving as the one that "ate" the cheetah's belongings opens its mouth to accept the lupursyn's possessions. He wades into the pool as well as the cheetah wrinkles her nose at first but then opens a single blue eye to regard him and smirks to her self.

Miss kitty pretends to still be dozing when the wolf-bear wades over to her and sits down next to her as the green thunderbolts on his shins and the green wheels on his thighs seem to glow in the near light. Behind them a huge moai looms with lava oozes from its nose and mouth as the lupursyn smirks and lowers his muzzle to lick at the cheetah's breasts while a hand reaches to fondle her nether region. She moans in pleasure as her hand strays to his scrotum and sheath to grope him as he molests her.

His wolf like tail wags and makes waves as she gets his canine cock out and hard in the warm water. The moai behind them seems to smile as she impales herself along his length as a flying saucer rises from the magma in front of them. The UFO hovers in the air above them as cheetah bounces herself up and down the lupursyn's shaft, both mammals more focused on each other than what is going on around them.

The flying saucer starts to rise almost in accordance to their libido as the lupursyn reaches around with his mighty hands to sensuously massage her breasts as her back is what she presents to his muzzle even if his prick is quite solidly pounding her pussy. Both canine and feline are moaning and panting as they most willingly pump each other for mutual pleasure. Eventually his knot forms and traps his member in her crevasse and as he climax within her he howls in pleasure and she yells her enthusiasm.

"Alright, Kody," Sahara giggles, "now that we got the preliminaries out of the way, what's going on?"

"Oh, nothing much," Kodyax says just as congenially, "The star people are back and flying around the island. They have an underwater base that Moira found by scrying the sea foam."

"Has this anything to do with the floating death trap Eileen is building?" Sahara asks in a growl. "A wooden fish boat that swims underwater, that's just crazy!"

"It's so crazy, it's brilliant!" Kodyax exclaims as Sahara gives him a look as if he's lost his mind. "We'd rather not be noticed going in if we can help it."

"Don't tell me you're actually thinking of piloting the darn thing?" Sahara asks incredulously.

"Yes, I'm going, I'm leading a team down. The Council wants information on the star people," Kodyax explains.

"And just who is going with you on this fool's errand?" Sahara asks mockingly.

"Luke for one," Kodyax says as he list names. "Eileen, Moira and maybe Amara."

"Luke would follow you to Hell and back if the Council sent you traipsing off in the lower planes," Sahara counters mockingly. "Eileen built the damn thing, if it breaks she's the only one with a prayer of getting it to work again. Does she get regular salty milkshakes from you? Moira is in the same camp as Luke for a different reason. I swear if you ever get killed, she'll commit suicide or die of a broken heart. Amara does as the spirits move her. The suns and the moons will change their marching order in the sky before we'll ever have a hope of understanding what motivates the things that motivate her."

. "We're still gathering resources, Sahara," Kodyax says, "But some of your expertise would be appreciated."

"I'm sure it would," Sahara says as Kodyax starts to leave. "Damn you, Kody, I'll...I'll think about it. From what I've heard...It will make one heck of a story I'll grant you that much. But there is one thing I want from you eventually."

"And that is?" Kodyax asks in all seriousness.

"A daughter," Sahara says with a coy wink.

Kodyax just snorts a chuckle and goes back to his post. After climbing up to the platform he settles in for a long vigil. But all this exercise has made him more than a little sleepy.

The hood of his cloak is over his face so the flying saucer soaring above him is practically invisible to his eyes. In fact he is lightly dozing so when it hovers directly above him and opens up a portal underneath to shine down upon him he is obliquely unaware of what is going on. Even his levitation from the platform to the inside of the craft goes unnoticed by the hybrid as he opens his only to find himself engulfed in bright light which retards his vision.

He finds himself paralyzed and unable to move as elves direct his floating form onto a waiting bed. A blonde haired, blue eyed elven woman opens up his kilt as so she can massage his scrotum in order to entice his member out of its sheathe. Once her hands have gotten him out enough she places a glass tube over his canine cock and squeezes a bag to make suction to ensure a good and tight connection is maintained.

She uses the tube to stimulate his cock as she takes a weird dildo to massage his prostate for additional pleasure. All he can do is moan as he cannot move and his member gets harder and harder in that tube. When he starts to climax, the tube really starts to do its work as it milks of his seed for all he is worth.

The elf woman in her silver jumpsuit has a passive face throughout the experience as if this is just something clinical to her. Once his semen has been collected however a thing in a black robe that looks to be a blue octopus taken on humanoid form comes over her and physically has her kneel before it, She cringes as if expecting the thing to eat her brain but instead it has her suck on the lupursyn's phallus to get it hard again.

At the thing's mental insistence she gets undressed before it stabs her with a talon that seems like a cross between a rapier and a syringe. It injects a chemical into her that stimulates her libido to such a degree that she can't mount him fast enough and fondles her own breasts lustfully as she rides him. She rides his cock until he climaxes again at which point she gets off of him and enters a tube, puts on a mask connected to the roof of the tube as it seals and fills with a blue liquid.

The elf maid is levitated somewhere else in the ship as other elf girls in silver jumpsuits attend the wolf-bear. One by one they each take turns riding his cock to climax before they also get naked in the tubes. After the last one is filled she redoes his kilt and the craft sets him down in the swamp near a Venus penis trap plant is situated which attacks him as he is getting back his mobility.

Vines with sucker bulbs extend into his kilt clamp down on his spent cock as well as penetrate his tail hole. It sucks out a small load of semen from him as Moira happens upon him still paralyzed and unable to reach his war blade, a long sword with no guard that he can use with one or two hands. She attacks the plant with great fury as he regains his senses enough to draw his blade and chop off the tentacle vines.

Moira and Kodyax get away as quickly as they can as the lady canine rubs his groin as if to non-verbally ask if he is alright. He kisses her and then her breasts which indicates his libido is fine, he just can't act on it just yet. She just smiles as she has just the thing to remedy that as she guides her large friend to her raft and has them pole out to her tree house for the night.

Kodyax strips himself and lays down on a bed of leaves as Moira gets a set of poultices ready for use in addition to rendering herself naked. One ointment she lathers onto her naked breasts with a smile as she lubes her labia with another cream. After she has herself properly treated she comes out and has Kody suckle at her breasts as the enchantment is already making her lactate while she rubs a third tincture on his sheath and scrotum.

There is intense moaning from the vixen as her lupursyn lover drains her breasts of enchanted milk almost as fast as her body can produce it as her efforts to stimulate his shaft bear fruit. The ointment she rubs on his genitals does its magic quite quickly as he is up and hard again with just a few strokes as she gives him a lusty smile. The smile is returned from him as she impales herself along his length; only the fact that this necessitates her removing her breasts from his muzzle is cause for concern from her as she was enjoying that quite a bit.

Lustful moans are expressed in tandem as they enjoy the communion of their bodies with Moira rubbing her belly and looking lovingly at Kodyax as she eventually wants to be impregnated by him. Of course part of this is what the ointments are for, to help facilitate and differences there might be. She bobs up and down along his shaft, enjoying the feeling of the invited invasion that represents his spike entering her and her own unwillingness to let it go.

Kody's knot starts to form the harder he gets inside of Moira, a fact that she is quite proud of as it means that she will be getting all of his seed and she does not intend to share. Moira is actually acting on an assignment she had been given a few months back as a requirement for her further development as a witch and that is to bear Kodyax a son. In her mind she wants more than just a son from the warrior and is fully prepared to defy her superiors on the Council to make herself as close to his mate as she can.

Her inner walls clench and unclench around his shaft as she does her best to coax a load of semen from his spent sack. Internally she is hoping that he isn't so spent she can get nothing from him tonight and works to get some of his semen squirted into her womb. When at long last something trickles into her waiting chamber it's very little but getting even that much is exhausting work and she collapses on top of him and they both fall asleep.