It's Alive!...I think?
I had this crazy idea for a Halloween themed comic and had to write it down while it was fresh on my mind. Now I realize Halloween is months away...but doesn't hurt to plan ahead.
The story involves Ms. Cotton and some new characters, Maple and Cider. And a short cameo by Howard the tentacle house monster.
Right now the story is still in the works, I'm going to work out the naughty bits later. But right now I thought it'd be better to get this out there and update it as the rest comes to me. I think i'll try a series out of this...but i'm not sure?
It's Alive!...I think?
The storm was perfect this night. The skies were dark and alive with power.
The lightning rod was ready once again, atop the highest tower of Hill Castle. The wires and copper cables weaved like veins down its inner shaft into the labrotory of Doctor Cotton. Doctor Cotton is a polar bear, she was five feet eleven with long blue hair and emerald green eyes. She lived with her lab assistant Maple, a rat, who worked along side her at teh University. They lived in Hill Castle, experimenting new ideas and inventions to help the masses. But tonight, they were working on her life's work. Cotton was ready for that powerful bolt of lightning. The raw energy of nature would course into the monstrous creation lay at the table, dead and covered in sheets.
The Crack of thunder roared over the tower as the lighting rod was struck by another powerful bolt. Cotton turned to her assistant, Maple who prepped the machines for one last chance at success. They tried countless experiments before, all were failures. Horrindous to their standards of he experiment to create the perfect life form. This was the eighth attempt.
"Maple..." roared the Doctor, "...Throw the switch!"
Maple pulled the main switch to the machines and the energy charged the systems into the lifeless hulk at the table. She ran over to the table and watched as the power surged into the creature.
"Life!" She roared to the heavens with all her beastial might, "Give my creation, Life!"
The lab was silent.
The tower rod was retracted as the roof closed.
Doctor Cotton checked her creation. Her stethoscope searched for a heart beat...nothing.
She put her ear to it's chest...silence.
She pounded his chest with the force of her bear hands hoping to get a jump start.
Maple checked his pulse...nothing.
It was still dead.
Exhausted, Doctor Cotton lay her head atop it's chest and sighed. "Another flop."
A moan, "What are you moaning for Maple? I'm the one who did all the work!"
Maple knew that wasn't true. She did twice the work the Doctor did. "Uh...Doc...that wasn't me."
Cotton turned her ear to the body, there was a faint beat. It grew stronger every second. She stood up right as the creation sat up from the table. The cloth that covered it's face fell and revealed her creation. It was a man of slender build. Soft fur and dark set eyes. He was an elk born, his antlers were cut short for the experiment. His forehead bore the stitches of the brain augmentation performed on him. From his neck, two metal bolts were drilled into the base of his brow. He opened his eyes and found himself alive.
"It's alive." She whispered. The realization soon became clear. "It's alive!" She said a length to the heavens.
Her lab assistant cleared her throat, getting her attention. Maple was examining the creation more thoroughly under the tarp. She called Cotton over to examine her findings.
Like the previous experiments, they were of a perfect mind and almost perfect body. When Doctor Cotton examined her Assistance findings, she knew just what to do.
"Gawd damn it!" she cursed.
"Yup, 'fraid so. No size change."
"Why is it so hard to get the wood right?"
The elk examined himself under the tarp, "It looks fine to me."
"Shaddup!" ordered Cotton.
"What should we do with him?"
"Throw it in the reject pile with the rest of em." Doctor Cotton pointed to the deep well in the lab, placed at the foot of the table. From the mouth echoed the voices of previous failed experiments, wailing from the dark depths.
Just as he was born into the world, he was quickly discarded. The table tilted down to the mouth and the elk creation fell through the well, down into the unknown. He landed hard on his backside. His tarp was no longer with him and he was exposed to the cold chill of the pit. He looked up and saw the length of the pit. The walls were slick and wide. As he sighed in sorrow, he was greeted by another failed creation. It was the same build and height and bore the same scars and bolts in his skull. Like the elk, he came from the village below Hill Castle; this creature was a rabbit of a light tan fur, in his hands was a burning torch.
"Hi! Welcome to the pit!" He greeted the new arrival, showing him the mass harem of rejects left in the pit. Creations that were failures of the Doctors experiments were now coupled together in a wild orgy of each others company.
As the Elk watched the arousing display of various male species mating around the pit, he was unaware of the Rabbit sizing him up.
"So" he asked, placing the torch on the walls of the pit, "...you wanna join in?"
"...yea alright."
Maple looked through the dark depths of the rejection pit, "I wonder what they do down there all day?"
"That's for another story, Maple." Doctor Cotton yelled from her chalk board, erasing the data she developed for the previous experiment.
She growled, "So close, I'm so close! But I can't get it right with such inferior specimens!"
Doctor Cotton turned to her main blue print drawn on a neighboring board. It was covered in formulas and calculations of perfecting the muscle structure of a man and enhancing key features in his physiology. At the center was a drawing, depicting the perfect male creation. It's build was strong, tall and well endowed.
"I can just taste it, Maple. The perfect man. He'd be the strongest man on the planet. Smarter than the old badgers at the University. Faster than any athlete. He'd loyal, obedient, clean, well mannered, romantic and one hellova lover. With the power of mother nature, he'd have a limitless well of energy day and night. His hips would be built like a piston, hands like a vice and a shaft...Oooo...just perfect." She cueded at the thought.
"As long as he's straight." Maple gestured towards the pit, hearing the male orgasms rising from its depths. "Can't have him going in there...we'd never get him out."
"That's a fact. But where am I going to find the right man to complete my project? We've tried every sexy slob in the village and they all turned out to be a closet case. Where am I going to find him? WHERE? It's not like he'll just fall right out of the sky and land at my doorstep!"
A silence fell between them as Doctor Cotton sulked at the thought.
Maple broke the silence, "Yeah. You wanna have sex upstairs?"
"...Yeah, okay."
DING DONG!
The door bell rang from below. Doctor Cotton shot up with delight when she realized what it must be, "OOH! My package arrived." Joyfully, she ran down the spiraling staircase into the massive main hall of her castle. She ran to the massive double doors and greeted her new arrival. It was a lion man who stood a foot taller than her. His khaki uniform was soaking wet from the down poor as he carried the large wooden crate from his delivery truck.
"I have a large package here for a...Doctor Annie Cotton?" "Yup, that's me. Looks like what I ordered." She smiled in delight as she regarded the massive package..
"You've been waiting for this big thing for a long time haven't cha?" he asked as he carried the large crate into the hall.
"Oh...you have no IDEA." She replied, "I can't believe how big it is. It's bigger than what they said it would be."
"Yeah, most people don't realize how big these things get. Just keep it away from heat, those nuts expand pretty fast. Makes a mess of everything."
"Yeah...I've noticed."
"I just need you to sign here. Thank you. Have a good night."
"You too."
Doctor Cotton ran over towards the fire place in the hall and retrieved the pike from teh wall. As she started to pry the wooden lid, a thought flashed into her mind like a stray arrow. She grew an evil grin across her face. Throwing the pike aside she ran back to the door and waved to the lion just before he started his truck.
"YOO HOO!" She sang, "Could you help me with something?"
The delivery man approached.
I'm sorry, but there is just one little thing I could use your help with." She leaned back inside the hall and called for Maple with a sweetness. "My Assistant and I need the help of a big strong man too help us out. Would you be kind enough too help us?"
He was hesitant, "Uh...I have a few more deliveries to make."
"Oh, please. It will only take a second." She turned away from the door and brought Maple out for him too see. Her shirt had been torn, revealing her blacked colored bra.
"My Assistant here would be ever so greatful." She leaned in on Mable, playfully lifting up her skirt too show off her matching panties to the lion.
Shocked he could only respond, "Okay."
The lion entered the castle. He was drawn to Maple when he entered. Unaware of what Cotton was doing out of sight. He was a good two feet taller than she was, she shivered against his wet uniform when she pressed against him. Maple took hold of the lion's hands, they were large and seemed to almost engulf hers.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Boobs...Bobby Boobs...Bobby Cider...Boobs."
Doctor Cotton came behind him and squeezed his shoulders, digging her claws into his coat. "Well then Bobby Cyder Boobs. We just need you too do something for us."
"What do you need?" He asked, with a seductive smile.
She chuckled, "To pass out."
Before he could figure out what she meant, he felt a strong bash against his head and the world went dark as he passed out.
Maple stood over him as Howard, the Castle's resident tentacle monster, loomed behind them holding a tiny hammer in one of his tendrils.
"Thank you Howard." Cotton complemented her guardian.
Maple glared at the Doctor as she covered herself up with what remained of her lab coat. "You owe me a new shirt, Doc."
'Later, sweaty. Right now...get the lab ready."