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Cody's Tail

A flare of bright light dazzled Jason's eyes as he stepped through the rippling curtain, the glare of an alien star forcing him to squint. As he looked down from the cliff he found himself on, he saw a glimmering forest, shimmering with every color of the rainbow.

The alien star was blue, but it was already setting, when it was late morning from the world he left behind. The star slowly set, painting the alien sky purple and azure, before finally dipping below the horizon. Day is apparently a lot shorter here, Jason thought.

Then he looked at the forest again, and it was just as bright as before, if not more so.

The trees glowed? This he had to investigate.

Jason skidded down the slope, dust following his descent into the alien jungle. He quickly reached the foot of the cliff, and pulled back a strongly-scented flower the size of a European car, gazing into a forest unlike anything the world he left had ever seen.

Flowers of every shape and size shimmered with their own inner light, tree trunks glistened and shone, and the forest floor, even the bare soil, all glowed, waves of luminescence flowing across every surface, almost as though the trees and foliage were communicating among each other.

He blinked. Naw, he thought. That couldn't be true, Jason reassured himself.

As he stepped further into the foliage, he somehow found a path open for him, though he could have sworn there was no path before; he would have seen it on his way down.

He walked like this for some time, no hurry, but somewhat quietly. The scents were very strange, very animalic, though he has not yet seen any animals. The scent was almost musky, very strong, and very complex. It burned his nose, though he eventually got used to it.

He looked down as he carefully stepped around a clump of shrubs, and noticed how his boots caused rippling waves of color to cascade across the forest floor and up the three trunks. He stopped moving, and suddenly the forest was very quiet, the cascading shimmers calming noticeably.

He blinked. Was this place listening to him?

Before he had a lot of time to think about this, there was a sound behind him. He turned around, and looked up. The eyes he looked into were inky black pools, with only flickers of the light that surrounded them.

The being was furred, and had a huge tail flicking around nervously behind it. It had digitigrade legs terminated with large paws, however, it had something like hands, very pawlike, but capable of grasping the small ball of fur in its grip. The ball of fur spoke, in an unmistakably Australian accent.

It was this, more than anything else, that disturbed him. The voice repeated itself, "Excuse me, am I to understand that you are a guest here? You came from the wolf world, right?"

Jason stammered, "You know what wolves are?"

He shook his head as though to clear it,"Y-yes, My name is Jason Goldstein, and I am an explorer. I am pleased to meet you, .. uh.."

The fluffball spoke, "You may call me Cody Feros, " he drawled.

Jason blinked, "You have a name like that?"

Cody seemed to smile through the voice, though his alien face seemed expressionless, "You cannot pronounce my real name. Just call me Cody."

Cody continued, "You may not be used to our customs, so I should warn you, my people are very affectionate, and if you are not careful, you may find yourse- "

Cody could not complete his warning before a blurred form tackled Cody to the ground, a brief impression of wildly flickering eyes and something very turgid and red, before Cody was pinned down, the stranger mounting him like a female dog in heat. What?

Jason stood in shock, his eyes witnessing what could only be a very rough mating. Was he witnessing Cody being raped? He wondered nervously if he should do something, and took a step forward hesitantly.

Before he could take another step, another blur erupted from the foliage from the same direction as the other, and Jason felt his breath forced out of his lungs in a dazed blur, finding himself pinned down in a similar manner, panicking as his face was buried in the soft alien soil, oddly dry, and smelling strangely good. The soil smelled really, really good, actually.

He felt his pain drift away as he breathed in the iridescent dust that puffed up from the soil he was being pushed into, and only distantly noticed his clothing being eaten away by glimmering light.

His clothing was nearly gone before he realized what was happening. He was being drugged? He was being raped??

He tried to fight it off, but could not summon the strength. His body would not listen to him. He felt something alarmingly massive, warm and wet press from behind, but could not feel fear or pain.

The drugs coursed through his body, making him feel very safe, wanting to please the alien being that had him pinned down. He could not stop himself from making a mewling sound. What was wrong with him?

The warm wet thing wriggled as though it had a life of its own, little appendages at the end delicately pulling his other end open, and gently wriggling inside his body. He would normally be panicking and horrified, but he felt so calm, so safe, and desired to please the being on top of him.

Jason whined pathetically as the alien shaft began burrowing inside his ring, wriggling deeper, until he felt very warm and very, very full, the alien filling a void he did not know he had, feeling his lower belly wriggling visibly as the huge red thing kept burrowing, invading his body.

He smiled dazedly. He was enjoying this. The clothes he wore were completely gone, gear eaten away, and his own shaft was splashing unnatural amounts of pre all over the glittering forest floor.

He felt the base of the wriggling alien member begin to balloon out just inside his entrance, and smiled satisfiedly. He's going to take me like a dog, isn't he? He could not summon the horror he would normally feel, but could feel only a strange satisfaction that he was going to be claimed like a female dog.

He felt safe, and despite the impossible dimensions of the wriggling dolphin-like appendage buried completely inside him, roughly four feet long, like the stud stallion back home, he felt no pain whatsoever. He giggled softly, pushing his rear end up into the alien's crotch.

He wanted whatever the alien was about to pump into him. He could feel the pressure just outside his body building up, could feel the warmth flooding his insides, the bloom of pleasure and warmth as the endogenous drugs absorbed through his insides into his bloodstream.

As he quivered in a distant affectionate lust, he looked back, and noticed distantly that the alien being had his claws buried in his back, and was furiously pounding his behind, the knot yanking and stuffing just inside his hole, shimmering stripes of bioluminescent fur flickering wildly as he bred Jason violently.

As this feral image slowly soaked into Jason's hazy awareness, the being leaned forward, gripped his hair roughly, and bit down deep into his throat, the fangs injecting a powerful cocktail directly into his jugular, a tiny trickle of blood escaping.

His eyes opened wide in surprise in what felt like slow motion, and the sensation of the being erupting within his gut suddenly blasted his mind, the experience seared in his mind and being.

Huge forceful blasts gushed and pounded into his deepest recesses, the alien being shuddering as the thick warm cream coursed through his digestive tract, the emission greater than that of any horse he'd bred as a boy, his belly ballooning out unnaturally.

He was too high and intoxicated from the alien drugs to wonder too much about how he was still alive after being raped so roughly, and he'd always heard stories about humans dying from trying to take dolphins or horses, or the knots of large dogs, but he was somehow still alive, when it felt like he was being raped by all three at once.

The drugs from the thick cream being forcibly pumped inside his body suddenly hit his blood, and Jason relaxed completely, his mind overwhelmed, trembling very slightly, the look on his face that of contentment and peace.

In a dramatic contrast, the being stuck inside Jason was furiously trying to dislodge his bulbous knot and continue, scratching and clawing at his back, little red scratches and scores appearing, but not bleeding freely no matter how much the being gouged at it.

Jason eventually fell asleep.