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**Terryville - Q.C. Planet

QCP: BG-09 Impcon By Darrel James Vanwinkle (Writing as Ratseye) 01/01/2008

Chapter 01**

With the play behind him, his grounding lifted, and Autumn in full swing, Gerard Prince was biding his time while waiting for Christmas to arrive. Halloween had just ended a few weeks before and thanks to Zecma, they ended up getting the most candy of the bunch. Now, however, mid-November was upon them. Terryville was in the midst of Election Week, and the rallies and debates were brutal to watch. Perhaps the worst part of the week was that Oslo Otter was running for a council position. And Gerard had to watch Oslo get dressed up in monkey suits and skinny ties for his rallies and debates.

Oslo said, "I'll be out late again, Gerard, so don't wait up on me."

Gerard was eating a TV dinner at the dining table. "I really hope you win the election so you can see just how bad being on the city council really is."

Oslo grinned. "But if its bad, then that gives me an excuse for trying to fix it. Besides, your dad is on my side."

Gerard sighed. His father was another painful subject for him to even think about. Ever since Leon Prince had started dating Oslo, life in the city gym had gotten too complicated to deal with. And apparently his mother was okay with his father fooling around with a cartoon character. Worse yet, his mother had been attending college with his sister over in Wonderland.

Gerard replied, "If Fenmire Rat was still around, it wouldn't be so bad."

Fenmire Rat was the third painful subject to talk about for Gerard. The cartoon rat had transferred out of Terryville to attend a private finishing school. Gerard sorely missed having the rat around to talk to.

Oslo smiled. "You turned his life around and probably saved him from being in prison for the rest of his life. You'll see him again someday. Anyway, I gotta go. Time to WOO some politicians." And the cartoon otter was out the door and on his way.

Not long after Oslo had left, Zecma appeared suddenly in the living room looking distraught. "It's not fair! It's not fair! I've been waiting all year for this event!"

Gerard put his dirty dishes away and then, walked into the living room and said, "What isn't fair, Zecma?"

Zecma replied, "Impcon is coming up next week and I can't go to it!"

Gerard honestly didn't see why Zecma was so upset. "Why can't you go? What's stopping you?"

Zecma glared at Gerard meanly. "As if you had to ask! I'm working, that's why! I can't leave your employ until after I get my full powers back! And by then... Impcon will be over and I'll have to wait another ten years for the next one!"

Gerard hummed. "When does this convention start and how long does it last?"

Zecma calmed himself and said, "It starts this weekend and lasts until the following Sunday. And it only happens once every ten years. If I miss this, I'll never live it down. Any Imp or Devil mouse who is anyone is going to be there. And I have to show them that I'm still alive. And because I am working for you, I can't go. I'll be the laughing stock of 'THAT PLACE'."

Gerard hummed again. "So it takes place during Deer Hunting Season. I never liked hunting that much. Come on, Zecma. You really want to go to this convention. So what if I went with you? Then you'd have a legal reason for being there."

End of Chapter 01

Chapter 02

Zecma said, "You'd do that for me?" He was looking hopefully up at Gerard, really hoping it wasn't a trick.

Gerard said, "Everyone else will be going deer hunting, so I'll have the whole week off from school. I think it would be a great outing. Besides, you won't let anything bad happen to me, would you? Because if you did, you wouldn't get your powers back. I'll just have to tell Oslo that a friend has invited me on a hunting trip with him and then, you and I could go to Impcon. What do you do at Impcon, anyway?"

Zecma grinned. "It's the ultimate carnival for Imps and Devil mice! There are 'all you can eat' food bars and games with prizes to win. And the auction, too. And they showcase all of the latest Imp and Devil mice equipment."

Gerard smiled. "Sounds like fun, Zecma. OK, we'll go to Impcon. But I have to settle Oslo or he'll want to ruin our parade."

Zecma smiled, too, as he hugged Gerard's leg tightly, whispering, "oh, thank you. thank you. thank you."

The remaining part of the night was spent in watching a B-rated demon movie on TV with bad actors and even worse costumes and crappy special effects. To a Devil mouse like Zecma, this kind of movie wasn't a drama; it was a comedy.

After the movie, the two went to bed together and slept all night.

The next morning was Friday and Gerard told Oslo about the hunting trip that a friend from Coolsville was inviting him to join and the trip actually sounded like a good outing. Oslo was distracted by his election campaign and he easily gave his consent to Gerard to go and enjoy himself on the hunting trip.

Gerard then packed up a weeks worth of clothes, had Zecma magically store them safely, then the two headed off to school. It was the last day of School before Deer Season and they would have all of the following week off. Zecma hid inside Gerard's undershorts, for which Gerard couldn't figure out how anyone other than himself would be comfortable in his shorts.

About a block from the school, however, Gerard encountered someone he hadn't seen since the Senior graduation the year before. Emerging from a sporting goods shop was the cartoon Aussie Kangaroo named Jack and he saw Gerard immediately.

"Gerard! Am Ah ever glad Ah ran into yas. Ah need yer 'elp badly."

Gerard arched an eye. "Sure thing, Jack. Anything for you. What do you need?"

Jack smiled and hugged Gerard, licking his face. "Ah 'ate to ask this, but Ah am about to go to college in a few weeks and Ah remembered that yas owed me a favor from 'igh School, back when yas asked me about Coach Winslow."

Gerard smiled. "And you were right on the money about that, too. Oslo confirmed it. So what can I do for you?"

Jack sighed. "Ah 'ope yas don't think badly of me, mate, but Ah need to get someone laid before Ah 'ead off to college. And Ah was 'oping that yas would do it for me this weekend. It's a family pride sort of thing. Ah should 'ave gotten this taken care back in 'igh school, but now... Ah'm desperate, Gerard. If Ah don't find someone to do it with, Ah'll be disinherited from the mob back 'ome. Will yas 'elp me? Please?"

Gerard frowned but he said, "I have plans this weekend, Jack, but I would be pleased if you wanted to come along."

End of Chapter 02

Chapter 03

At school, Gerard's day went by without incident until lunch hour. And that is when he was approached by Teddy Wallowson, the cartoon warthog that helped him get into 'THAT PLACE' earlier that year.

Teddy smiled and hugged Gerard gently. "Are you doing anything good this weekend?"

Gerard irked. "Actually, I do have some prior plans, Teddy. What are you wanting?"

Teddy sighed, starting to look dejected. "I don't have anyone to hang out with during Deer Season. I was hoping you would let me come with you on your vacation."

Gerard smiled. "That is possible, Teddy. Just so you know, Jack will be there. He's in a bad way, so I'll be helping him this weekend, too. Do you know where Old Thompsons Dock is?"

Teddy nodded his head.

Gerard said, "Meet us there around seven p.m. tonight. That should give you some time to go home and pack some clothes for a week long outing."

Teddy smiled and hugged Gerard again. "Thank you, Gerard. I'll be there at seven." And then he walked off.

Gerard sighed, as he mentally thought at Zecma, I hope no one else asks to come with me this weekend.

Zecma grinned from inside Gerard's undershorts. If any more ask, let them come. Impcon is a lot of fun. It only happens once every ten years, you know.

The rest of the school day was without incident. And then P.I. Sciences arrived. Gerard's study partner was a cartoon boy named Farley. The two made a good team, finding every item on their list. After that, the two were both drinking soft drinks along one of the roving hills on the island.

"Who owns that old carnival at the top of the island?" asked Farley innocently.

Gerard smiled. "A very good friend of mine. He's really awesome. I would do just about anything for him."

Farley smiled back. "He sounds really great. I wish I could meet him. Anyone who owns a carnival has to be the best person on Q.C. Planet."

Gerard grinned, feeling a streak of mischievousness. "Come on, I'll take you up to meet him. But you can't tell anyone we went up there or we might get in trouble."

Moments later, history repeated itself, as the two entered the old dark building that smelled like a stables for donkeys. Suddenly, something leaped on Farley from behind, knocking him forward unto the wet slick and sticky ground of the stall before him. And that something was still on top of him.

As Gerard watched Farley slowly changing into a donkey before his eyes, a familiar donkey hugged Gerard from behind. "Thanks for bringing us a new one, Klaywick." It was obviously Lord Wilwick who loved Gerard a lot.

End of Chapter 03

Chapter 04

It was around 7 PM at Old Thompsons Dock. Gerard stood there with Zecma sitting on his shoulder. They had their bags with them and were waiting for the other two cartoon boys to arrive.

Jack and Teddy arrived with their baggage at about the same time.

Gerard said, "You're both late. It's well after seven. Anyway, we need to get going, if we're to claim our hotel room at Impcon."

Teddy blinked his eyes. "Impcon? I've heard of that. Doesn't that only happen once every ten years?"

Zecma grinned. "And you would be right, Teddy. That is what Gerard and I have planned for the whole of the coming week."

Jack looked at the Devil mouse. "Yas look a mite small for what Ah wanted, mate." Then he looked to Gerard. "Yas are still going to 'elp me, aren't yas?"

Gerard nodded his head. "Yes, Jack. I did promise to help you. Okay, Zecma... get us to the hotel."

Zecma nodded his head and in the blink of an eye, all four were standing before the hotel registration desk. Zecma then said to the walrus demon stationed there, "Zecma, Gerard Prince, and party. We have a reservation." He then displayed his Chaosmire ID card as proof of his statement.

The walrus demon looked at the card, then at the others one at a time before finally looking directly at Gerard. "Gerard Prince, you said? Oh yes. The Executive Suite. It's all arranged and taken care of."

Gerard arched an eye. "The Executive Suite? There must be some mistake... we're just here for Impcon. Since when did I become VIP down here?"

The walrus demon smiled. "Since a couple of the powerful realm lords told everyone throughout Chaosmire to give you whatever you wanted anytime you were down here. You are Gerard Prince, you look like the picture that was distributed, therefore, you get the Executive Suite. Zecma knows where the room is. Here are your keys. Please enjoy your stay." He handed them their room keys.

Gerard looked to Zecma as they headed off for their rooms. "You had nothing to do with this, Zecma?"

Zecma replied, "No, but I sorta wish I had thought of it. You're a VIP now. We can literally get into a LOT of special privilege sections of Impcon now. You have movie star status."

Gerard was heavily blushing. "I wonder what couple of powerful realm lords vouched for my VIP status? I didn't think I met that many realm lords while I was down here the first time."

Jack suggested, "Were yas especially nice to any realm lords, mate?"

Gerard hummed. "Actually, yes. I was. Devil Buck, who I never learned the name of, has a huge devil stag realm... Lord Mularri, that lord of the dark demon-glue donkey realm... he was rather sexy, if I do say so myself... and Lord Saberfang, that hellhound lord who Zecma sent me into a job by accident for... he didn't make me do anything really embarrassing."

End of Chapter 04

Chapter 05

Gerard gave permission to Zecma and Teddy to go ahead and see some sights in Impcon while he helped Jack with what he had promised to help Jack with.

And so...

Zecma was riding on Teddy's shoulder as they walked through Impcon just to get a first view of where everything was. Zecma was in almost a total awe over all of the fantastic wares and displays set up. He was like a little kid in a candy store.

Teddy grinned, having a bit more resolve than Zecma. He had always heard about Impcon and ever since he had heard of it, he wanted to come see one just once in his life. And now he was finally there. And he was NOT disappointed.

Zecma said, "Ooh! Mouse Cream Bars! Let's go get some, Teddy!"

Teddy grinned. "Sounds like a plan, Zecma! I'm for that!" And he walked over to the Mouse Cream Bar booth and after Zecma showed his Impcon badge/card, he got a pair of Mouse Cream Bars for himself and Teddy. Then the two walked over to a shaded bench and began eating their Mouse Cream Bars. "Wow, these are GOOD, Zecma!"

Zecma grinned too, really enjoying his magical treat. He knew what was going to happen after eating these bars. True, it only be temporary, but it was all in good fun.

As Teddy was starting to finish his treat, he suddenly hiccuped and when he did, he felt himself shrink. And Zecma was also shrinking as well, hiccuping himself. This continued until the two of them were both DeviMouse sized.

"WHAT JUST HAPPENED, ZECMA?!"

Zecma giggled. "Don't lose your cool, Teddy. Its not permanent. Mouse Cream Bars make you shrink to DeviMouse size. And it is really the only way to gain access to some of the other Impcon booths that you cannot get to while big. See?" And Zecma pointed over toward the base of the booths, wagons, and buildings where more Mouse-sized displays and exhibits were set up.

Teddy smiled again. "Oh, I see! I never would have seen that! I'm sorry I yelled, Zecma..." he blushed. "It just scared me, that's all. Let's go see what the small exhibits have to offer!" And he and Zecma headed over to look at the smaller wares.

Back in the hotel room, both Gerard and Jack were sharing the shower now. They were both sweaty and hot, and the shower felt so goooood. Gerard smiled at Jack, helping to wash his kangaroo body. "I have to admit, Jack... that was very nice."

Jack was grinning ear to ear across his muzzle. "Yas were the perfect gentleman, mate. Now Ah won't be disin'erited. And Ah 'ave yas to thank for it. Ah will make sure yas get a share of my in'eritance, Gerard. Yas earned it."

Gerard giggled quietly. "I think Oslo is going to be jealous when he finds out that someone else got me before he could. His poor record is going to be tarnished. I'm the one who got away." He winked and laughed a little.

Jack giggled, as he turned and gave Gerard a loving kiss on the mouth, very deeply and full of love.

Gerard MMMmmed into the muzzle kiss, kissing back. Jack the Toon Kangaroo was quite the guy. He was going to miss this big lunk when Jack went off to college. But that was for another day and kissing in the shower was a scene over done.

End of Chapter 05

Chapter 06

While Jack headed out to check out Impcon, Gerard decided to go check on a few people who he had befriended the last time he had been in 'THAT PLACE'. Impcon was great for Zecma, Teddy, and Jack. Especially Zecma. But Gerard was more interested in trying to find out who had gotten him VIP status. And the first person he would check in with was the last person he had befriended... Lord Mularri of the Demon Donkey Glue Realm.

Humorously the very place where Gerard had gotten Zecma stuck at before he left 'THAT PLACE' the last time. *snickers*

After removing his clothes and storing them in his suitcase, he left the hotel naked and headed off to the portal leading to the Dark Donkey Glue Realm. He had only been there once before and he only saw an outdoor cafe table with a candle on it. The way Lord Mularri had explained it was that there are sometimes things you would be better off not seeing. And for reasons known only to himself, that very bit of information interested Gerard's curiosity a lot.

Mularri's Realm was exactly as Gerard had last remembered. He literally couldn't see a thing. The only reason he could see the path the last time was because he had made a deal with the lord and was given a magic candle. This time, Mularri did not he had been coming. And Gerard had already made the mistake of walking in a random direction away from the portal, and he was now totally lost in the darkness.

"This sucks," he said with a sigh. "I can't see a thing."

Just then, a nearby voice, soft but definitely male, replied, "Who are you looking for, kid?"

Gerard was glad someone was nearby even if he couldn't see them. "I was looking for Lord Mularri. I met him some time back and I was hoping that I could talk to him again during my vacation here in 'THAT PLACE'."

The voice then said, "You'll be kicking yourself here in a moment, kid, when I tell you two things."

Gerard arched an eye. "Kicking myself? What for?"

The voice took a breath then started to explain. "First of all, Lord Mularri hasn't been in the realm in two days. Before he left, he put the whole realm on production mode. You missed him by two days realm time. He is off at other realms selling the glue products to the warehouse merchants in the other realms. He could be gone a while."

Gerard hummed. "So I missed him and there is no telling when he will be back. So what is the other thing that I will be kicking myself over?"

The voice replied, "Try stepping closer toward me and you will know what I mean."

Gerard thought that was an odd request, but he did as he was asked and stepped in the direction of the voice... well, he tried to, as discovered that his feet were literally sticking to something super duper sticky, which caused him to lose his balance and fall in a sitting position directly on something tubular, hard, and sticky.

And Gerard was then STUCK to the spot! "What the heck just happened? I can't move at all!"

The voice, which then sounded a lot closer and in some pleasure, said, "You walked directly off the path and into my personal dark donkey glue pool. And you just now sat in my lap, so you're stuck until Lord Mularri comes to free you. And that could be a while because he's been gone two days Dark Donkey Realm time already, and as you probably know... a few weeks Q.C. time is equal to about 50 years Dark Donkey time. But you'll only age by Q.C. time while you're here."

End of Chapter 06

Chapter 07

Jack smiled as he hopped around Impcon. "This place is actually a lot of fun. Better than the Coolsville City Fair, in fact. Where can Ah go now?" He glanced around looking at the various rides and tent shows. "Ah think Ah'll try... that one." And the cartoon kangaroo hopped off toward one of the Tunnel of Love rides.

When he got through the line, he was barely seated when an alarm sounded and an imp appeared floating in front of him.

"Congratulations, Mister Kangaroo," the imp announced loudly. "You are the 5000th passenger on this ride. For the rest of Impcon you will be treated like a VIP visitor and will be awarded a fine dinner and some awesome prizes. What is your name?"

Jack blushed from the attention. "Um, er... Jack Kangaroo from Terryville. Ah'm visiting with Gerard Prince this week."

The imp smiled. "Please enjoy the ride, Jack Kangaroo from Terryville. The next prize will be awarded with the 7500th passenger in the Tunnel of Lust." And the imp then vanished.

Then a demon kangaroo stud got into the seat with him and the boat began moving through the ride.

Jack blinked his eyes. "Tunnel of Lust? Ah thought Ah was riding in something else. Ah want out."

The demon kangaroo stud held Jack in place with one arm. "Calm yerself, mate. Yas won't get lusty if yer with me. The name is Quell. Ah'm from Titanoroo Realm. Ah could show yas the place some time, if yas would like to see it."

Jack was afraid of being lusty, so he just clung tightly to his new friend. "Jack Kangaroo. Yas won't let anything bad 'appen to me?"

Quell smiled and held on to Jack closely. "Ah promise, Jack. Ah will keep yas safe. Yer really scared of this ride. Ah feel sorry for yas. After this is over, Ah'll take yas over to the stud gym and give yas a nice body rub. Yer a wreck, mate. Ah want to 'elp yas relax."

As the ride dove into the depths of the dark corridors of the Tunnel of Lust, a blast of lust-inducing spray hit the both of them with full 500 percent addiction, which caused both kangaroos to really get active with each other in their boat.

When the boat emerged from the tunnel, Quell was sitting in the boat seemingly by himself. And Jack's head was just barely sticking out of Quell's magical pouch. And Jack couldn't move at all. He was scared stiff.

Across Impcon, Zecma was giving the Mouse Cream Bar vendor some Heaven and for good reason. Both Zecma and Teddy were still mouse sized and Teddy had a mouse tail and mouse ears and neither were returning to their normal size. Teddy was scared because he didn't want to be a mouse, and Zecma was pissed off because his diminished powers could not undo the effect of the Mouse Cream Bars.

"WHAT DID YOU PUT IN THE MOUSE CREAM BARS?!" Zecma growled at the vendor. "MY FRIEND IS CHANGING INTO A DEVIMOUSE! HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE A DEVIMOUSE! AND NEITHER OF US ARE RETURNING TO OUR PROPER SIZES!!"

The vendor frowned from the loud shouting. "I'm sorry, Zecma! We changed the formula after the last con because people were complaining that the small size would wear off while they were inside mini-tents! So I changed the formula, but I didn't have time to test it! I'll try to cure you both immediately! I just hope the other 1300 customers don't show up to complain! I'd be ruined! And a few were Lords, too!"

End of Chapter 07

Chapter 08

Gerard was all too glad when Mularri finally showed up and got him released from the Dark Donkey he had been glued to. And then, after an escort to the exit of the realm, Gerard asked Mularri if he was the one who got him VIP status in Chaosmire. And of course, the answer was no. Gerard then smiled and gave Mularri a kiss on the muzzle, and after being released from that stuck spot, Gerard departed the Dark Donkey Glue Realm.

Passing through the Rotunda proved to Gerard that no matter how long he had been in Mularri's realm, only three hours had passed in the Rotunda. And for that, Gerard was glad. His next planned stop was the teleporter in the Hellhound Job Tavern so he could go visit Saberfang Pack. He had an open invitation to visit whenever he liked, and like Mularri's realm, Saberfang Pack's time was one of those where you could spend a year in the realm and only a day would pass in the Rotunda.

The moment Gerard stepped out of the teleporter booth into Saberfang Pack's realm, he knew something was wrong. There were Hellcats all over the place, meowing out of control like mad. "What in the world? Saberfang DOO?! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

And at that moment, all of the Hellcats stopped meowing at the same time and looked directly at Gerard.

And that was also when Saberfang suddenly appeared at lightning speed and bagged up every last one of the cats.

Gerard exclaimed, "I thought you ran a Hellhound pack, not a kitty shop! Why are there a ton of cats down here?"

Saberfang came to a stop right in front of the teleporter after he had bagged every cat, threw the bag into the teleporter and pressed one of the buttons, and withdrew his arm quickly. And in a flash, the bag of Hellcats was gone. Saberfang let out a sigh of relief, as he glanced at Gerard with a smile. "Saberfang Doo, eh? You spend too much time around Terryville, Gerard. You should get out more. Now give me a hug."

Gerard gladly gave Saberfang a hug and a friendly grope, too. "You avoided my question. Where are all your hounds and why were there cats here?"

Saberfang smiled. "My hounds were all given permission to go to Impcon, of course. It only happens once every ten years. I don't particularly care for that little holiday, so I simply stay here all during that time." He gave Gerard a return grope. "As for the cats, they accidentally pushed a wrong button in one of the Rotunda teleporters and they ended up here meowing their fool heads off. Now my sweet human friend..." Saberfang then licked gently over Gerard's lips and face. "what brings you to my little paradise this time?"

Gerard smiled back. "I came to spend a Rotunda day with you. And ask you if you prearranged my VIP status here in 'THAT PLACE'. All I was told was that a few lords spoke up for me and registered me in the VIP registry. I was wanting to find out who did it so I could convey my thanks to them."

Saberfang picked up Gerard and carried him deep into his Alpha quarters. "It wasn't me, kiddo. But I wish I would have. Then I would have an excuse to pamper you and show you an excellent time. But instead..." He slyly grinned, as he lay Gerard down on his own padded mat on the floor and gently lay on top of the boy. "...I'll just have to be content toward showing you a good time. And believe me... I've been wanting to play with you for a long, long time."

Gerard grinned up at Saberfang. "And what would your mate say about your playing with a human boy like me?"

Saberfang grinned back, as the lights went out. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him."

End of Chapter 08

Chapter 09

When the year in Saberfang Pack had finally ended, Gerard was actually glad to be getting out of there. True, only a day had passed in the Rotunda, but still... Saberfang was harboring thoughts of changing Gerard into a Hellhound. And that meant that it was clearly time to leave.

Gerard's next stop in the Rotunda was the Pets 'R' U for two reasons. The first was to visit with his demon otter boi friends in their stall/home. They had gotten a little personal the last time he had visited them. But this time, Gerard was a little more open to a little playing around.

Not finding them at home was actually a bummer, though he figured that they had all gone to Impcon, like any other sensible 'THAT PLACE' citizen would... if they were able, that is. So Gerard headed of toward his next stop. Devil Stag's Herd Realm.

Finding the magical portal leading to the realm was easy enough, actually, but what he wasn't expecting was his appearing inside a huge building with stalls and enclosures lining both sides. "Did Devil Buck build a stables since I was here last? And I wonder where he is?"

As Gerard was walking along a corridor, he suddenly heard a familiar, though female, voice call out to him.

"Gerard Prince? Over here."

He walked over to the stall door and looked inside. Laying there on the back floor of the stall was a very pregnant female devil stag. But it wasn't Lord Devil Stag at all. Gerard knew from the voice that it was Leaper. "Leaper? Is that really you? Geez, you were in no way near that fat when I last saw you. Are you okay?"

Leaper sighed. "I'm pregnant, of course. Come on inside. And don't worry. I can't harm you this time. I am truly stuck. I couldn't move even if I wanted to."

Gerard felt sorry for the stag turned female, so he did enter the stall, allowing the door to close behind him. Then he walked over to Leaper and knelt down. "How long have you been in this condition?"

Leaper grinned up at Gerard. "Every four hours, actually. The bisexual devil stag lord makes his rounds to every stall and gets all of us knocked up, then after three hours and thirty minutes, we lay our eggs. And then we get thirty minutes to rest before it starts all over again."

Gerard had learned to be cautious when Leaper grinned. "When do you lay next?"

Leaper then stood up, revealing a hole in the floor, that he had been lying on top of. "Actually, I laid my eggs about twenty-eight minutes before you walked in here. I saw you out in the corridor and I asked you to come inside through that one-way stall door. You can only get out now by either sliding down the egg laying chute, or let the lord mount you."

Gerard was angry at Leaper. "You tricked me! Every time I feel sorry for you, you trick me!" And he immediately began to climb down the egg laying chute. He wasn't about to let himself get lord mounted by anyone.

Leaper was heard laughing, moments before his laugh was cut off mid-laugh, which was then replaced by oohs and ahs of pleasure.

Gerard was glad when he found the exit from the Breeding Barn of the bisexual stag. He had somehow managed to avoid him.

End of Chapter 09

Chapter 10

After that close call, Gerard soon found himself in the Devil Stag's actual realm. And he got pounced by a Captain the moment he was across the border and was himself being pleasured the way Leaper had been earlier. Then the Captain was heard saying, "Uh oh. Gerard? Is that you? Oh man, I am truly sorry. I didn't know it was you. Did I hurt you?"

Gerard moaned painfully. "I came to see Devil Stag. And I am in some pain from where you accidentally smacked me with your hooves." He didn't think the mounting was that painful. "Someone in 'THAT PLACE' granted me VIP status and I was trying to find out who did it. You wouldn't happen to know, would you?"

The Captain was still directly on top of Gerard, neatly pinning the human down. "No, I don't know who did it, Gerard, but I do know that Devil Stag didn't do it. He likes you, but not enough to get you set up with VIP status. But if you really want to know who did it, rather than visiting your befriended friends, you should go check in with Platinum Lord Services and just ask them who arranged this for you. It should be in their records."

Gerard started to get up, but he found that he couldn't move; the Captain was still on top of him. "Could you please get off of me? I can't go find out if you're going to lie on me like that."

The Captain sighed. "I am afraid you're going to be mad at me, Gerard. Devil Stag gave me permission to leave the realm and recruit a new herd to lead. When I pounced you without seeing who you were..." he paused as if to brace himself for some anger. "...I used the standard method to change your shape from a human into a devil stag, like myself... one who is in my new herd. And because you were the first one I pounced and changed, rules say that you are now my herd mate."

Gerard, instead of being mad, sadly sighed. "This sucks... I only have one Q.C. week off from school. They are going to expect Gerard the human to come to school on Monday, Terryville time."

The Captain then closed his eyes as he finished claiming Gerard. "And I am sorry I had to do that, too. You are now in my herd. But... I can change you back if you promise to be in my herd."

Gerard hummed, looking at this stag body. "I will join your new herd on one condition... and that condition is that you must invite all kinds of hoofies to join your new herd; not just stags and boys you happen to catch. Deal or not?"

The Captain smiled. "I accept your deal in the title of the Devil Stag Herd Leader. It is now official. And now, I will go you one better, Gerard. I will let you earn your way out of my herd if you can send me 100 males over the next few years, whether they be cartoon-, anime-, or even better, real- boys like yourself. Males make better herd members."

Gerard took a breath and released it. "I promise to be in your herd. Now will you change me back into my human self, please? This body is interesting, but I can't be seen in Terryville like this."

The Captain glowed for a moment as Gerard swore his promise to him. Then, Gerard was suddenly back in his human body again. "Because you are now in my herd, Gerard, from now on, you can use the private Herd Chat Mental-Link that my herd will all share. And for an example..." He focused toward Gerard. (This is how the Mental Link works, Gerard. Use it now, please.)

Gerard tried to focus back toward the now Herd Leader Devil Stag former Captain. (...Am I doing...this right?)

The Captain smiled. (That was perfect, Gerard. And now I think I better escort you back to the Rotunda so you don't get pounced and claimed by anyone else. Welcome to my herd, Gerard. And thank you for not being mad at me.)

End of Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Back in the Rotunda, Gerard soon walked into Platinum Attourney Lord Services, or PALS for short. Gerard couldn't help but to smirk when he saw the initials. He then walked up to the main desk and spoke to the male Donkey Elf secretary who was stationed there. "My name is Gerard Prince. I am here to inquire about more information concerning my VIP Status. I was told that PALS had that information on record."

The Donkey Elf smiled at Gerard and stood up, shaking Gerard's hand. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, sir. My name is Quasinos. Please walk with me into the records department, Lord Gerard."

Gerard almost frowned when he heard the 'Lord' title affixed to his name. "I wasn't aware that my being a VIP made me a Lord, Quasinos. I am still new to all of this. I need to be briefly educated on what I am permitted as a VIP Lord. And I will need to know who arranged my current status here in the Rotunda."

Quasinos smiled as he walked. "Sounds like you will need a tutor, if you will pardon my saying so. I can have a tutor assigned to your personal call, sir."

Gerard was starting to be impressed. He was obviously a Lord in 'THAT PLACE' now. But didn't being a Lord involve having powers? As the two entered the records department, he asked, "Does my new status entail some sort of powers?"

Quasinos continued to smile. "That would indeed be correct, Lord Gerard. You see, last month here in the Rotunda, the accounting imps were doing annual inventory on all lordly accounts registered through Empowerment Services and they came across an extremely powerful account that hadn't been accessed in over two Q.C. Planet years, if that puts it in an understandable light for you, sir. When they ran a records check on the owner of the account, they were surprised that the account belonged to a mortal who had only visited our realm but once. That owner was you, Lord Gerard."

Gerard IRKED! "Now wait a minute! While its true that I have been to 'THAT PLACE' but once, it wasn't two Q.C. Planet years ago, Quasinos. It was only two to three Q.C. Planet months ago; not years. So I wasn't even around when that account was made. And I have never heard of Empowerment Services until today. Are you sure there isn't some mistake?"

Quasinos led Gerard over to a booth device and had Gerard stand inside of it facing an eye camera and a microphone. "Simply look into the eye-camera and speak your name into the microphone, sir. If there has been a mistake, then your eye-retina and voice-match patterns will not match that which is in our records."

Gerard pressed his eye to the eye-camera and spoke clearly into the microphone. "Gerard Prince."

The Infernal Records Computer then processed the voice print and scanned his eye with a red pin point of light. After a few moments, Gerard was about to think that it decided that he wasn't really in the database, when suddenly, the computer spoke and said, "Lord Gerard Prince. Voice-Pattern: Match. Eye-Retina-Pattern: Match. Certainty: 99.9 Percent Accuracy. Do you wish to access your account now and retrieve a copy of your stored powers?"

Gerard was a little surprised, but some part of his ego took over at that point and replied in a soft though shocked manner. "Yes?"

In the next instant, Gerard was caught in an excruciatingly painful, and horribly, ugly purple, green, and yellow light that erupted all around and through him, as he felt his molecules and DNA structure within his body suddenly empower and strengthen. And in a flash, the light was gone, and Gerard collapsed out of the booth into the awaiting arms of Quasinos.

End of Chapter 11

Chapter 12

A day or so later at the Mouse Cream Bar Vendor, Zecma and Teddy were both angrier than before. Teddy was almost entirely a Devimouse save for his Boar tusks and his eyes. Zecma felt like his powers were about gone. And the Vendor seemed to be taking his sweet time in making the cure.

Finally, Teddy couldn't stand it anymore. "Zecma? I've had about enough of this! He has had two days to make a cure and he's done nothing except hand out more of his Mouse Cream Bars! I wish he was forced to eat his own stock so he would be more motivated toward making the cure!"

The Vendor immediately glared at Teddy! "What did you say? Take that back right now!"

But Zecma had also had enough and was siding with Teddy as he added his two cents. "And I double WISH for Teddy's Wish to come true! I am tired of waiting! Unless you make a cure right now, I am going to go to the Complaints Department and officially turn you in for conspiracy to make people disappear by changing them into DeviMice for unknown reasons!"

Suddenly, all of the Mouse Cream stock from the Vendor's vats and containers suddenly rose up and forced itself into the Vendor's mouth and in a flash, the Vendor was instantly a DeviMouse who could only squeak!

And the moment the Vendor was stuck... all of the Mouse Cream Bar victims were suddenly themselves again!

Teddy was once again a cartoon boar and Zecma was once again his own size with what powers he had back in his possession. Still, it wasn't his full powers, but he only had to wait a couple more months for that.

And that was when the proprietor of Impcon approached Zecma and said, "Well done, Zecma! You just single-handedly saved Impcon from that evil bastard! From now on, you will always have VIP privileges at Impcon whenever you visit our fair convention! Thank you again, Zecma!"

Zecma was actually bushing now.

Teddy looked at Zecma. "What's wrong, Zecma?"

Zecma quietly replied, "I just saved all of Impcon without my full powers. Using just my mind and my actions."

In a Demon Kangaroo Gym on the outskirts of Impcon, Quell was just finishing the massage and muscle rub on Jack, when Gerard suddenly walked up to the both of them. "Hi Jack," said Gerard. "Took me a while to find you. How you doing?"

Jack smiled at Gerard, who was reclothed once again. "Ah feel a lot better now. Quell 'as some great paws. Ah've asked 'im to marry me and come 'ome with me. 'e says that 'e 'as to get 'is Lord's permission first."

Quell smiled. "Yer a good roo, Jack. And Ah protected yas, like Ah promised."

Gerard grinned. "I saw Zecma and Teddy a little earlier. Everyone was calling Zecma a hero. Man, he will never live that down. And I can bet nearly anything he will soon be trying to find out who granted his wish he made." Gerard knew who did it, but it was always more fun to keep a secret. Especially if you were keeping it secret from Zecma.

Jack grinned. "The little turd deserves a little 'umiliation, mate. But Impcon is an experience Ah will never forget."

**End of Chapter 12 End of Episode Nine: Impcon

Stay tuned for Episode Ten: Twelve Wishes of Christmas**