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| − | <div></div><br> <br>It had been a short while since Jestar last played with his little kitsune and he'd not found the blindfolded kit wandering the streets as he'd hoped. It took some time but even the addled mind of the masked satyr wasn't enough to make him forget the first meeting he had with the meditating fox. Crouched low to the ground and slowly moving forward, Jestar took in deep breaths, searching for Cheren's scent intently in the shrine the fox had mentioned calling home.<br> <br>Cheren sat at the edge of the curative springs, meditating. As usual, he's blindfolded and has his wisps circling him. Not as usual, he seems to be a latex version of himself. If you didn't recognize him, you could almost mistake him for a statue. <br> <br>Jestar caught sight of the familiarly latexed kitsune and closed in on him. Rather than pouncing however like the second time they had met, Jestar closed in and lower to sit beside Cheren. Watching the kitsune silently, Jestar took in the fox's posture as well as the dancing lights. As it turned out, being a lion as opposed to something domesticated seemed to help suppress that pouncing urge.<br> <br>Cheren continues meditating for a few more moments before one of the wisps disappears and he moves a bit before talking. "Looks like that's it..." he doesn't take the blindfold off yet, but appears to be looking around for some reason. <br> <br>Jestar nods his head before sweeping a foot in the water, his voice a bit more of a rumbling tone as he speaks. "Found you, I have." Jestar said before lightly tapping a clawed finger against the kitsune's forehead.<br> <br>Cheren seems a little surprised as the other wisp disappears and he takes off his blindfold. "Oh, hey." <br> <br>Jestar smiles beneath his mask before leaning toward the kitsune and sniffing him to make sure his scent is still strong on the latex-sune. "Alone, why is it you are?" Jestar questioned, looking over the area to make a point of not seeing anymore, and obviously the wisps didn't count. "Too cute to be alone, you are."<br> <br>Cheren blushes a bit before looking around. "I usually meditate alone, helps me focus. If there's a lot of people it's harder to stay focused." <br> <br>Jestar smirks a bit and shrugs his shoulders at that response. "Always meditating, you are. Yes." Jestar explains before he reaches to lightly stroke a hand along the kitsune's head and scratch behind the fox's ears. "Stay with you I will."<br> <br>Cheren lets out a small chuckle when you accuse him of always meditating. "Well, I do it once a day, and then if I get bored I'll do it sometimes." <br> <br>"Important to you, focus must be." Jestar said as he tilted his head and for a moment, stroked a finger along the edge of his ask in thought before that wide, sharp-toothed grin showed again. "Important to me as well, it is."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Well, it helps me to keep the nanites from changing my mind too much, plus its an important part of being a kitsune..." <br> <br>Jestar nods his head a bit as he leans away for a moment and closes his eyes. "Without focus, no longer would I be me." Jestar states before leaning forward a bit and blowing a bit of fire as he sighs. "A blessing and a curse, these nanites are."<br> <br>Cheren nods in agreement. "Yeah, if they didn't alter mindset, they would be great, there wouldn't be much problem with them... Not counting some of the ones in woodfield, at least..." he shudders at the thought. <br> <br>Jestar gave a shudder of his own at the memory of the things he'd come across there.. "Nightstalkers, strangely cute they are." Jestar commented before frowning deeply as he added. "The trolls, not so much."<br> <br>Cheren lets out a small laugh at what you mentioned. "I'm guessing you haven't run into the Hydick or..." he shudders. "The Walking Vagina. They both basically turn your entire body into a collection of sexual organs..." <br> <br>Jestar's mask could only disguise so much, and the look of raw horror playing on his face before he covered his mask with a hand and looked to the cleansing pool. "To woodfield, never shall I return..."<br> <br>Cheren shakes his head. "As far as I know both of those only appear in one area, which I believe is the basement of a church at the end of a graveyard. I mean, there's something slightly similar to the vagina here in Fairhaven, the Parasitic Plant. It has three vaginas in the normal spot, it's asshole becomes a cunt, and worse of all, the mouth also becomes a pussy." <br> <br>Jestar listened, but with little joy at Cheren's 'comforting' words. Covering the kitsune's muzzle, Jestar shook his head slowly. "Soon enough, never will I leave New Dawn's safety." Jestar warned, some things being too strange and scary to consider looking upon with anything less than a portable flame thrower.<br> <br>Cheren nods. "yeah, I got it... Of course, being a nanite adept includes me turning entirely into any mutation I run into to master it, so..." he shudders. "We should probably change the subject." <br> <br>Jestar thinks on what that something else would or should be, not needing long to do it as the something to talk about came in the form of a small fluff ball of gold and white fur lunging from the brush to latch onto Jestar and scramble around to his chest. "Talk about Fel, we can." Jestar states with a bit of a laugh.<br> <br>Cheren looks a little confused. "Fel? Who's that?" <br> <br>Jestar smiled a bit and dragged the small feline from his chest before she could latch onto him and try getting a meal all over again. "Fel, this is." Jestar explains before turning the kitten to face Cheren.<br> <br>Cheren looks at her. "Oh, she's cute. I don't have any pets or anything..." <br> <br>Jestar blinks at that and raises a brow slightly as he watches the Cheren for a moment. "A pet you will need. Even one as infectious as Fel."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah, I want a pet, but... Don't know anywhere to get one. '<br> <br>Jestar tilts his head as he watches Cheren before raising a brow. "A Fel, we should find for you."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah, maybe..." you can notice that he has seemingly replaced his old chainsword. <br> <br>Jestar looks the kitsune over, taking note before lightly pressing a finger to the new weapon Cheren carried with him. "More shiny, this has become."<br> <br>Cheren looks at it. "Oh, this is actually a new weapon I made, better than my old chainsword." he draws it. <br> <br>Jestar rests his kitten down into his lap, tilting his head to one side, Jestar reached for his belt but simply held up the edge of his new shirt and pointed to his fresh pair of jeans. "Gave me these, the mallrats did."<br> <br>Cheren looks at them. "Nice, I actually joined the Rats for their crafting recipes." he looks over the sword. "It's got some microthrusters. If I swing it to the beat of a song or sonething, I can swing it very fast." <br> <br>Jestar blinks a bit at that and chuckles a little to himself. "Music driven swordplay." The jester sums it up, biting back the urge to chuckle at the very idea of a sword that responds to a beat. | + | <div></div><br> <br>It had been a short while since Jestar last played with his little kitsune and he'd not found the blindfolded kit wandering the streets as he'd hoped. It took some time but even the addled mind of the masked satyr wasn't enough to make him forget the first meeting he had with the meditating fox. Crouched low to the ground and slowly moving forward, Jestar took in deep breaths, searching for Cheren's scent intently in the shrine the fox had mentioned calling home.<br> <br>Cheren sat at the edge of the curative springs, meditating. As usual, he's blindfolded and has his wisps circling him. Not as usual, he seems to be a latex version of himself. If you didn't recognize him, you could almost mistake him for a statue. <br> <br>Jestar caught sight of the familiarly latexed kitsune and closed in on him. Rather than pouncing however like the second time they had met, Jestar closed in and lower to sit beside Cheren. Watching the kitsune silently, Jestar took in the fox's posture as well as the dancing lights. As it turned out, being a lion as opposed to something domesticated seemed to help suppress that pouncing urge.<br> <br>Cheren continues meditating for a few more moments before one of the wisps disappears and he moves a bit before talking. "Looks like that's it..." he doesn't take the blindfold off yet, but appears to be looking around for some reason. <br> <br>Jestar nods his head before sweeping a foot in the water, his voice a bit more of a rumbling tone as he speaks. "Found you, I have." Jestar said before lightly tapping a clawed finger against the kitsune's forehead.<br> <br>Cheren seems a little surprised as the other wisp disappears and he takes off his blindfold. "Oh, hey." <br> <br>Jestar smiles beneath his mask before leaning toward the kitsune and sniffing him to make sure his scent is still strong on the latex-sune. "Alone, why is it you are?" Jestar questioned, looking over the area to make a point of not seeing anymore, and obviously the wisps didn't count. "Too cute to be alone, you are."<br> <br>Cheren blushes a bit before looking around. "I usually meditate alone, helps me focus. If there's a lot of people it's harder to stay focused." <br> <br>Jestar smirks a bit and shrugs his shoulders at that response. "Always meditating, you are. Yes." Jestar explains before he reaches to lightly stroke a hand along the kitsune's head and scratch behind the fox's ears. "Stay with you I will."<br> <br>Cheren lets out a small chuckle when you accuse him of always meditating. "Well, I do it once a day, and then if I get bored I'll do it sometimes." <br> <br>"Important to you, focus must be." Jestar said as he tilted his head and for a moment, stroked a finger along the edge of his ask in thought before that wide, sharp-toothed grin showed again. "Important to me as well, it is."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Well, it helps me to keep the nanites from changing my mind too much, plus its an important part of being a kitsune..." <br> <br>Jestar nods his head a bit as he leans away for a moment and closes his eyes. "Without focus, no longer would I be me." Jestar states before leaning forward a bit and blowing a bit of fire as he sighs. "A blessing and a curse, these nanites are."<br> <br>Cheren nods in agreement. "Yeah, if they didn't alter mindset, they would be great, there wouldn't be much problem with them... Not counting some of the ones in woodfield, at least..." he shudders at the thought. <br> <br>Jestar gave a shudder of his own at the memory of the things he'd come across there.. "Nightstalkers, strangely cute they are." Jestar commented before frowning deeply as he added. "The trolls, not so much."<br> <br>Cheren lets out a small laugh at what you mentioned. "I'm guessing you haven't run into the Hydick or..." he shudders. "The Walking Vagina. They both basically turn your entire body into a collection of sexual organs..." <br> <br>Jestar's mask could only disguise so much, and the look of raw horror playing on his face before he covered his mask with a hand and looked to the cleansing pool. "To woodfield, never shall I return..."<br> <br>Cheren shakes his head. "As far as I know both of those only appear in one area, which I believe is the basement of a church at the end of a graveyard. I mean, there's something slightly similar to the vagina here in Fairhaven, the Parasitic Plant. It has three vaginas in the normal spot, it's asshole becomes a cunt, and worse of all, the mouth also becomes a pussy." <br> <br>Jestar listened, but with little joy at Cheren's 'comforting' words. Covering the kitsune's muzzle, Jestar shook his head slowly. "Soon enough, never will I leave New Dawn's safety." Jestar warned, some things being too strange and scary to consider looking upon with anything less than a portable flame thrower.<br> <br>Cheren nods. "yeah, I got it... Of course, being a nanite adept includes me turning entirely into any mutation I run into to master it, so..." he shudders. "We should probably change the subject." <br> <br>Jestar thinks on what that something else would or should be, not needing long to do it as the something to talk about came in the form of a small fluff ball of gold and white fur lunging from the brush to latch onto Jestar and scramble around to his chest. "Talk about Fel, we can." Jestar states with a bit of a laugh.<br> <br>Cheren looks a little confused. "Fel? Who's that?" <br> <br>Jestar smiled a bit and dragged the small feline from his chest before she could latch onto him and try getting a meal all over again. "Fel, this is." Jestar explains before turning the kitten to face Cheren.<br> <br>Cheren looks at her. "Oh, she's cute. I don't have any pets or anything..." <br> <br>Jestar blinks at that and raises a brow slightly as he watches the Cheren for a moment. "A pet you will need. Even one as infectious as Fel."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah, I want a pet, but... Don't know anywhere to get one. '<br> <br>Jestar tilts his head as he watches Cheren before raising a brow. "A Fel, we should find for you."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah, maybe..." you can notice that he has seemingly replaced his old chainsword. <br> <br>Jestar looks the kitsune over, taking note before lightly pressing a finger to the new weapon Cheren carried with him. "More shiny, this has become."<br> <br>Cheren looks at it. "Oh, this is actually a new weapon I made, better than my old chainsword." he draws it. <br> <br>Jestar rests his kitten down into his lap, tilting his head to one side, Jestar reached for his belt but simply held up the edge of his new shirt and pointed to his fresh pair of jeans. "Gave me these, the mallrats did."<br> <br>Cheren looks at them. "Nice, I actually joined the Rats for their crafting recipes." he looks over the sword. "It's got some microthrusters. If I swing it to the beat of a song or sonething, I can swing it very fast." <br> <br>Jestar blinks a bit at that and chuckles a little to himself. "Music driven swordplay." The jester sums it up, biting back the urge to chuckle at the very idea of a sword that responds to a beat.<br> <br>Cheren nods, chuckling a little himself. "I don't know why I felt the urge to make it, just kinda felt like my battles should have a bit more rhythm to them, you know? '<br> <br>Jestar nods his head in agreement before tapping a finger against the ground. "Less and less, I use weapons. The nanites are winning, this I fear." Jestar explains while holding up a hand and looking at it, the nails of his fingers having grown to sharp points.<br> <br>Cheren nods. "I use my mutant abilities more myself, but I still use weapons sometimes. Mutant powers just seem to be more powerful most of the time." <br> <br>Jestar clenches his fist before lowering it down and lightly brushing his knuckles along Fel's back as she rests in his lap. "Powerful they are. Weapons feel less useful in the face of abilities coming from within."<br> <br>Cheren rubs his head. "I've never really worried bout getting lost to the nanites, I don't know why but I'm always able to keep myself mentally stable<br> <br>Jestar frowns for a moment before closing his eyes. "A constant fight, I must endure. Raking his claws at my mind, the feral within does so even now."<br> <br>Cheren sighs. "Yeah, I don't know why, but I've never had problems with feeling strong feral urges... Sometimes I let them go if I'm being really submissive, but I can find myself again easily.... Have you considered meditating? Recollecting your thoughts can help a ton." <br> <br>Jestar shakes his head slightly with a frown. "Like this, I speak. An effort in focus, it can be."<br> <br>Cheren nods, looking slightly suprised. "Oh, so that's why you talk like that..." <br> <br>Jestar nods once more. "At New Dawn, I learned of it. Many books they left with me to read as I recovered." Jestar explained, smiling a bit fondly at those memories.<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Right, I think I saw people talking like that in books before, I don't read much though." <br> <br>Jestar smiles a bit as he nods. "A book a day, I read now. Then, at times I was locked away with not but books." Jestar explains before shaking his head. "Lust, hunger, and books. For weeks, my life that was."<br> <br>Cheren seems a little suprised. "That must have sucked..." he looks a little sad for you. "Hey, you know if you ever need someone to talk to about this losing yourself to the nanites thing, I'm here." <br> <br>Jestar smiles broadly at that and closes his eyes for a moment before he shakes his head. "My time locked away, in ways, saved me." Jestar states before stroking a hand along his arm slowly. "From myself, reading spared me."<br> <br>Cheren looks a little confused. "How so?" <br> <br>Jestar tilts his head back for a moment before flopping back, landing squarely on his back against the ground and letting out a sigh. "Books are thought, thoughts I needed. Searching for what I need, I always am. This mask, I needed. Tales, I needed. Fel, I needed." Jestar states , shifting a bit so his lion's tail could flick free and into view. "This skin, I needed."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Having something you can identify yourself by is one of the best ways to keep your sanity." <br> <br>Jestar touches his mask at that, for once pulling it free of his nearly completely human face and turning it over in his hands. His mouth was far wider than a humans, and of course there were those lion-like ears of his peeking from his wavy hair as well. "Before the Prometheans, found me this mask did. Hidden away in a chest it was."<br> <br>Cheren looks a little surprised at seeing you without your mask. "Huh..." <br> <br>Jestar glances at you and tilts his head to one side, those golden eyes examining your face for a moment. "Yes?"<br> <br>Cheren shakes his head. "It's nothing..." <br> <br>Jestar watches you for a moment before looking down at his mask and drawing it back to his face, adjusting it a moment to ensure it was locked into place.<br> <br>Cheren looks around. "Wanna go explore the city a bit? I'm getting a little tired of just sitting here..." <br> <br>Jestar presses with an arm to force himself back up until he can climb to his feet. "Sound nice, walking does."<br> <br>Cheren gets up himself. "Anywhere you might wanna go?" <br> <br>Jestar closes his eyes to think for a moment while his kitten circles at his feet. "Find a Fel for you, we could. Simply wander the roads for inspiration we could as well."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Finding a pet sounds nice. The wisps are good for battle, but not so good for inspiration." <br> <br>Cheren sits down somewhere in the Lobby. <br> <br>Jestar clasps a leash to your neck before pulling you along, leading the way to the library toward the south of town. It wasn't much, but it was the closest thing to home that Jestar had and his home was in the upper floors of the library. Guiding you up the emergency stairs and along the hallway, Jestar opens one of the doors that leads into what, once, may have been an office. Rather than a desk, there was a pile of blankets in the baywindow with a throw pillow. "Let me stay here, they do."<br> <br>Cheren follows you in, giving a few waves to some of the skunks as you pull him along. "This is kinda nice..." <br> <br>Jestar nods with a bit of a smile, giving some slack on the leash and walking to the bookshelf left in the room, lightly stroking a hand over the books that were gathered there. "Nice, it is. Safe it is too."<br> <br>Cheren looks around, and as the kitten suckles on his chest, he turns anything it infects into a mechanical mephit part. "I know some of the skunks here, actually."<br> <br>Jestar glances at you when you mention that and smiles gently. "Nice they are."<br> <br>"Dunno why, but I prefer to be shifted into a mephit form when I'm here or in the skunkworks... Yeah, they are pretty nice, I did a few favors for them too."<br> <br>Jestar watches the shift taking place and tilts his head to one side before walking to his makeshift bed and sitting on it. "Your first mutation, what was it?"<br> <br>Cheren doesn't even seem to have to think. He leans back a bit, holding the back of his head with his large hand-paws,the red glowing lines on the obvious and looking quite high tech. "I woke up in New Dawn as Latex Fox." <br> <br>Jestar taps a finger against his chest with a bit of a laugh. "Skunk."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "This infection is called Mechanical Mephit, it's pretty cool looking, but the groin is kinda... Obvious, if you know what I mean." <br> <br>Jestar nods with a bit of a smirk. "Met them, I have." Jestar explains while patting the space beside himself. "Gathered parts from them, I have as well."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "I usually don't collect parts from mutants, seems kinda cruel to me..." the lights behind his ears flash slowly as he thinks and continues fighting off the Felinoid's infectious suckling. <br> <br>Jestar nodded a bit slowly with a frown. "I chose only those no longer... flashing." Jestar explained before sighing a bit. "Needed they were, by a rat named Rod."<br> <br>"Oh, okay, I thought you meant you like, knocked them out and forcibly dismantled them or something... If they're dead, that's fine... I met Rod too, he's cool."<br> <br>Jestar shakes his head at that. "Knocked out I have, but never taken from them what was needed." Jestar confirms while he lightly pets his kitten and watches you feeding your own. "Of Zephyr, what do you think?"<br> <br>Cheren thinks, the lights still steadily blinking. "I'm fine with them, just kinda feel like them trying to completely stop the nanites is too far when they could be modified to just help humanity." every time he seems ok to shift his groin back, a small vibration can be heard before he seems to have a sudden onset of lust which quickly goes away. <br> <br>It was interesting to watch you shifting, made more so by the mechanical nature of your current form. "If control the lust, they could, beneficial the nanites would be. Very beneficial."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah. Excuse the vibrations and my lust-ridden expressions, whenever I shift my groin back it goes through some tests, vibration functions, lubrication, and heat and rut simulations." <br> <br>Jestar bites back a chuckle and nods his head in understanding. "Become one in the past I have... it is... quite stimulating."<br> <br>Cheren nods, chuckling a bit. "Honestly, what mutation isn't stimulating these days... Changes to your groin are always pleasurable, especially when growing a new part." <br> <br>Jestar laughs a bit at that before trying to think back on his mutations. "Correct, you are... They do feel good."<br> <br>Cheren seems to think deeply. "Sometimes I wonder what gender I was before I woke up in New Dawn. I mean, I was infected with Latex Fox, which made me male, so for all I know I might have lived most of my life as a girl." he laughs a bit at the idea of having been a girl. "Of course nowadays it's more than just Male or Female..." <br> <br>Jestar watches you for a moment as a slight smile shows on his face. "Be anything you can, With your control of nanites. Faded, my memory is, but male I must have been. Certain parts never fade."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah, I've heard of people that never lose their original genitals. I'm assuming you never lose your male parts. I'm fine with constantly having my gender changed, could even say it's developed into a fetish." <br> <br>Jestar shows a smirk and narrows his eyes in amusement as he commits that to memory for the next time he cannot control his urges. "Correct, no matter the form. Always there, they are."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "I mean, it's not even herm, male, and female. People identify as Cuntboys, Dickgirls, Neuters, Maleherms, stuff like thatm.." <br> <br>Jestar nods lightly as he looks you over from head to toe and back again. "What is your favored identification?"<br> <br>Cheren thinks again. "I usually prefer to be called male, but I'm fine with being called those other genders if I fit the description." <br> <br>Jestar nods as he continues looking you over, considering what best to do in the future. "Male suits you, herm cuntboy would suit you as well. Though without a cock it is less fun."<br> <br>Cheren nods, chuckling a bit. "Call me whatever you want, I don't really mind... Although I do currently have a cock..." <br> <br>Jestar smiles a bit at the misunderstanding. "What are are now, and what I decide to make you may differ."<br> <br>Cheren chuckles a bit, understanding what you mean. <br> <br>Jestar pats his bed lightly with a hand before smiling. "Stay here when you desire or I call on you, you may. I may need someone to warm my feet."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Okay." <br> <br>Jestar perhaps had teased with the idea of changing you too much, his eyes narrowing as his tongue flicked along his lips with a feral hunger. He raises his hand holding the leash and wraps that leather strap around his hand, pulling on it as he watches you closely. "Down on your hands and knees for me, boy... I want you to crawl to me like the pet you are.."<br> <br>Cheren seems a little surprised by the sudden demand, but gets down anyway, the glowing lights on his body plainly visible. <br> <br>Jestar tugs calmly on that leash as he watches your lights and shifts in his seat, the swelling bulge of his waking length making his intentions clear. "Crawl.." Jestar commands, his eyes settling on your own before a slight smirk shows on his lips.<br> <br>Cheren begins crawling over to you willingly, a bulge clearly forming in his pants. <br> <br>Jestar winds the leash around his hand steadily, not giving you any slack to pull away with as you crawl forward. Widening his legs, he leans forward to guide your snout against the cloth covering his groin. Even through his jeans, the heavy scent of his musk could easily be smelled, barely confined within his clothing.<br> <br>Once he gets close enough, Cheren begins sniffing at your groin, smelling your cock.<br> <br>Jestar holds your head in place to let you breathe in the scent for a moment before he drags down the zipper, letting his aching cock slide free of its sheath. "Breathe it in good and deep, pet... I want to make sure you can never forget the scent of the cock that owns you.."<br> <br>You can hear, and see the robotic skunk taking in deep breaths of your member's musk, obviously enjoying it greatly.<br> <br>Jestar presses your snout more firmly to his cock, rocking his hips slightly to smear the light coating of pre onto your face and nose. Once satisfied, he pulls back slightly and looks down at you.<br> <br>Your pre can be easily seen on his metallic muzzle, and he seems to still be trying to inhale the musk of your cock.<br> <br>Jestar smirks a bit and taps a hand against your snout. "Open wide and stick your tongue out pet.. I feel like using your mouth today.."<br> <br>Cheren complies, opening his mouth, as his tongue lolls out. <br> <br>"That's a good pet... animals don't talk. They just obey their owners." Jestar says as he strokes the tip of his cock along your tongue slowly before lining it up with your opened mouth and pressing forward. Rocking his hips forward, he pulls on your leash to draw you closer and help you slide his cock into your mouth.<br> <br>Cheren doesn't even gasp, just allows you to fuck his mouth, obviously enjoying it as his glowing red member becomes fully erect, dripping pre. <br> <br>Jestar doesn't settle for just your mouth, feeding more of his cock into your mouth until the tip presses against your throat. Rather than waiting for you to try, Jestar thrusts forward, plunging his cock past the tight ring of muscle and down into your throat.<br> <br>Cheren doesn't make a sound, although you can recognize the expression of pure bliss on his face. <br> <br>Jestar smirks as he watches you, resting a hand on the back of your head while he begins roughly thrusting inside your throat, pumping with long strokes to thoroughly massage himself against your tongue and rub in the strong taste of his cock.<br> <br>Cheren seems to be greatly enjoying the taste of your cock, and seems to be reaching down to masturbate as you fuck his mouth. <br> <br>Jestar watches you reaching down and pushes fully down into your throat with a light chuckle. "Maybe I should just fuck your throat until you cum like the horny little sissy you are."<br> <br>Cheren slightly nods, seeming to agree with you, still basking in the taste of your cock. <br> <br>Jestar pulls back, dragging his cock free of your throat before rubbing it against your snout, spreading the mix of your drool and his precum across your nose.<br> <br>Cheren seems to sniff deeply as you drag it across his snout, seemingly trying to inhale as much of the musk as possible, as he strokes himself and continues leaking pre.<br> <br>Jestar brushes the tip along your nose to smear his pre across your snout one last time before he thrusts deep into your throat once more. Holding your head in his hands, he presses to his feet and start bucking his hips, rapidly pumping inside of your throat as he begins panting lightly.<br> <br>Cheren stops sniffing as soon as you thrust in, for fear of choking, and continues rubbing his cock as he reaches his other hand down to start fingering his pussy.<br> <br>Jestar pushes fully into your throat before stopping, letting you feel him inside you as he watches your hands moving. "Spread your hole for me, slut."<br> <br>Cheren nods, reaching the hand on his cock down and spreading his pussy open as much as he can, revealing the lubrication coated inside.<br> <br>Jestar curls his tail around himself, showing the length and dexterity of that golden furred length before he guides it over your back. Keeping your head in place, he looks down into your eyes while forcing his tail to push into your pussy with one slow, steady stroke forward.<br> <br>Cheren looks a little suprised, but it's immediately replaced by an expression of pure bliss as he continues leaking pre at a steady rate. <br> <br>Jestar takes his time sliding the tail deep inside your pussy before he begins rocking his hips, each withdrawn from your throat dragging his tail from inside your pussy, only for both to be thrust deeply inside you once more a moment later.<br> <br>The lights on Cheren's head flash rapidly, him looking closer and closer to orgasm with each thrust, seemingly trying to spread his pussy as widely open as possible to allow your tail in.<br> <br>Jestar pushes his tail a bit deeper, making sure not to sink too far but allowing the tip to tease against your womb with each stroke. The wetness inside your pussy coats Jestar's tail to the point that soon, lewd slurps of each stroke beginning to sound through the room.<br> <br>Cheren continues looking closer to orgasm, the lubrication systems working in overdrive to wetten his pussy as much as possible, and the vibrator function activating in his cock, stimulating him further from the feel of a vibrator on all parts of his cock. <br> <br>Jestar pushes deep into your throat once more before dragging free of your mouth, moaning as his tip slips free just before the first hot ropes of his cum erupt to land across your face and over your back to begin covering you in his seed.<br> <br>Cheren let's out a loud moan as soon as you pull out, opening his maw to try to get some of your cum in his mouth, finally reaching orgasm and cumming himself, his pussy immediately becoming very wet. <br> <br>Jestar shudders slightly, lowering his cock and pressing it against your tongue for the last thick jets of his cum to flow into your mouth. "That's a good fox.."<br> <br>Cheren hungrily licks at the tip of your cock, trying to lap up as much of the cum as he can, also seeming to bask in the taste of your cock. <br> <br>Jestar shudders slightly but doesn't pull away as his sensitive tip is teased. A slight smirk shows on the masked satyr's face just before the hot stream of his urine begins rushing across your tongue to fill your mouth.<br> <br>Cheren takes a moment to realize what's going on, but looks to be greatly enjoying it once he realizes, continuing to lick your cock and drink your piss. <br> <br>Jestar lets you drink it for a moment but soon draws back, letting his urin splash against you and soak into your clothes to mark them in his scent along with his cum.<br> <br>Cheren moans, the metal plating covering most of his body getting stained with your urine, Cheren seeming to enjoy the scent of your urine covering him. <br> <br>Jestar finally releases your head, letting his tail slide easily from your soaked pussy before he leans back and settles into his seat once more. "That's a good boy.."<br> <br>Cheren let's out a lewd moan as you finally remove your tail from his cunt before he slumps down, seeming exhausted. <br> <br>Jestar smiles as He watches you, sighing lightly and leaning back to bask in the afterglow for a moment.<br> <br>Cheren sits there, panting, as his Vibration function cuts off and his cock stops vibrating, and his pussy seems to stop producing lube, slowly drying. <br> <br>"Thank you, pet... I needed that.." Jestar sighs before shifting to lean forward and look down at you.<br> <br>Cheren nods slowly, laying back and starting at the ceiling, seemingly tired from it. <br> <br>Jestar smiles down at you as he slides to sit on the ground and draw your head into his lap.<br> <br>Cheren closes his eyes, resting. His glowing cock and pussy are still visible, and the lights on his head are flashing slowly. <br> <br>Jestar gives you a moment to rest while he strokes your head. "Falling asleep on me, pet?"<br> <br>Cheren doesn't respond, having seemingly fallen asleep as the red lines covering his body dim slightly. <br> <br>Jestar chuckles quietly to himself and leans back, watching over you while you rest.<br> <br>Cheren just lays there, sleeping, more lights cutting off on his body as he drifts deeper into sleep. <br> <br>Jestar closes his eyes for a moment and then draws you in, pulling you up into his lap fully. Resting you against his chest, Jestar curls an arm around you. <br> <br>Cheren's vagina and cock stop glowing entirely, as the red lines on his body dim to be almost impossible to see, and he seems to have fallen completely asleep. <br> <br>Jestar licks gently at your snout for a moment. "Don't sleep the day away."<br> <br>Cheren sleeps for a few more minutes before the lights on his body brighten up again, and he slowly wakes up, yawning before sitting up, perfectly still. <br> <br>Jestar gives your metallic butt a squeeze as you wake. "Welcome back."<br> <br>Cheren stays perfectly still for a few more minutes before blinking and looking at you. "I'm done."<br> <br>Jestar raises a brow slightly behind his mask at that. "Done with what?"<br> <br>"I had to run a system check or something when I woke up, I basically couldn't tell what was going on around me."<br> <br>Jestar nods slightly as he recalls a few scrolling messages in his vision when he'd become that form in the past. "Are you alright?"<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah, I'm fine, it's just a mandatory check or something, I dunno.." <br> <br>Jestar nods his head once more before he tilts his head. "Do you know the normal skunk form, or only this one?"<br> <br>Cheren nods, and seems to think for a second. "I have this, Cactus Mephitaur, Skunk Girl, Latex Skunk, and Skunk Beast." <br> <br>Jestar thinks for a moment to try recalling what he has sampled before nodding. "All but the cactus, I have become."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Yeah, it's a bit harder to find." he seems to be thinking. <br> <br>Jestar nods gently. "Find it one day, I will."<br> <br>Cheren continues thinking. "There's somewhere I've been wanting to visit lately... I can't remember what it's called, but it's somewhere in Woodfield and is feral free..." <br> <br>Jestar tilts his head slightly at that. "Rare that is. What is there?"<br> <br>Cheren thinks. "All I can remember is that its apparently got a better version of the plushie machine in the Toy Factory." <br> <br>Jestar laughs softly and holds up his extractor where his plushie of you hangs. "Cuter?"<br> <br>Cheren shrugs. "I dunno, all I know is that its better somehow." <br> <br>Jestar nods his understanding. "Find it soon we will have to."<br> <br>Cheren thinks. "I think I know how to get there, we could go now if you want." <br> <br>Jestar gives your rump a light pat of his hand as he nods. "Show me."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Okay." he suddenly turns back into his kitsune self. "We need to go to Zephyr and get Mike to fly us to Woodfield first." <br> <br>Jestar nods and slides you from on his lap so he can push to his feet and stretch slowly, releasing the coils of your leash to give you a little slack as well.<br> <br>Cheren stands up, and stretches, waiting for you to lead him to the Zephyr lobby. <br> <br>Jestar leads the short trip from the library to Zephyr and then it's left up to the pilot to fly them from Fairhaven to Woodfield. After that, Jestar gives you a bit of slack on your leash to allow you to lead the way.<br> <br>Cheren wanders around a bit to get his bearings, before heading off on a specific route, leading to what appears to be a church. <br> <br>Jestar smiles lightly as he follows along, coming to a stop and looking at the machine with a slightly raised brow before approaching it.<br> <br>Cheren watches as Jestar uses the machine, as it scans him, and instead of dispensing a plushie, it turns him into one. <br> <br>Jestar blinks a few times, looking at his armsand legs along with the rest of himself curiously. "Strange, this is."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Huh... Looks like the way it makes the plushies better is by just turning the original INTO a plush..." he steps up to the machine, inserting his mako battery and allowing it to scan him, turning him into a plush. <br> <br>Jestar nods his head as he watches your change and then laughs a bit as he tries poking you with one of his soft, plush hands.<br> <br>Cheren rubs his head a bit once it finishes, due to his head seemingly being filled with stuffing. <br> <br>Jestar smiles as he finds out just how soft you are, but also how soft his own arm is. It was a good thing he used ranged attacks for the most part... his soft fluffy fangs couldn't even break a cookie now.<br> <br>Cheren once he gets over his head being filled with fluff, he looks up. "Pretty interesting... I'm kinda surprised it didn't shrink us or something. <br> <br>Jestar chuckles a bit as he looks at you for a moment and considers it. "You're able to do that, aren't you..?"<br> <br>Cheren shakes his head, looking a little sad. "No, not without a Nanite Spacial Reconfigurator. Otherwise I can only do it by shifting to differently sized forms." <br> <br>Jestar nods slightly as he looks you over and considers something for a long moment.<br> <br>Cheren seems to think a bit himself. "I do want one, but I don't have the Mako..." <br> <br>Jestar rests a plush hand against your shoulder and smiles at you. "Find one for you, we will."<br> <br>Cheren nods, smiling a bit. "There's also something else I'm planning on getting soon called Commandable Nanites."<br> <br>Jestar tilts his head at that as he tries to imagine what can be done with commandable nanites. "Teach them to fetch?"<br> <br>Cheren shakes his head. "No, it's another Adept addon. It allows other people to shift me as if I'm the one doing the shifting." <br> <br>Jestar at that, Jestar smirks slightly. "That could be fun..."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "I'm not sure exactly how it works, but it takes into account any tools I have too." <br> <br>"Find it out once we have it, we will." Jestar states before taking hold of your tails at the base to give the horde a squeeze.<br> <br>Cheren nods, suddenly releasing a small giggle when you squeeze his tails. <br> <br>Jestar chuckles a bit at that giggle and gives the fluffy legion another squeeze to see how you react.<br> <br>Cheren looks like he's going to go into a fit of giggles when you squeeze again, possibly something the machine did with his mind, making him enjoy being played with or something. <br> <br>Jestar laughs softly at that look and tries squeezing your sides with his free hand.<br> <br>Cheren continues giggling, looking almost like a child being tickled. <br> <br>Jestar soon stops, chuckling as he watches you for a moment and looks at his hands. "I might keep you like this for a while.."<br> <br>Cheren takes a moment to recover. "I-I wouldn't object to that..." <br> <br>Jestar leans in and whispers to you, "Of course you won't.." before tugging on your leash gently.<br> <br>Cheren giggles a bit when you tug on the leash, loyally coming forward a bit. <br> <br>Jestar smiles and gives you a light squeeze at the base of your tails once more before he begins drawing you along. "Once I can shrink you down I can keep you in my pocket as a personal toy.."<br> <br>Cheren chuckles a bit when you squeeze his tails. "Yeah, that'd be fun..."<br> <br>Jestar smirks a bit and looks around for a moment before turning to face you. "Rarely have I gone beyond the limits of Fairhaven."<br> <br>Cheren looks around. "I come here sometimes, want me to lead you back to RSX?" <br> <br>Jestar thinks it over before he smiles gently. "What more is there to enjoy here?"<br> <br>Cheren thinks. "Hmm, I know there's a building somewhere where you can spar with other people instead of just fighting against ferals..."<br> <br>Jestar thinks it over for a moment as he closes his eyes in thought, considering how well he might be able to hold his own as he is now.<br> <br>Cheren thinks. "I'm not sure of what all else there is to do, I haven't explored too much." <br> <br>Jestar nods his head lightly for a moment. "Come here some time I will. See what it has to offer."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "As long as you don't go near the graveyard, the mutations aren't that bad." <br> <br>A shudder ran through Jestar at the mention of that place and the reminder of the horrors lurking within. "Like the plague, I will avoid that place."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "I'm going to have to go there at some point to collect forms, but now isn't a good time for that...". He thinks. "Wanna explore Woodfield some?" <br> <br>Jestar knew he no doubt would be doing the same eventually, but he was in no rush for it. "Yes."<br> <br>Cheren nods. "Okay, you wanna lead? I think I saw some mutants selling some stuff outside the church."[[Category:RPLogs]] |
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It had been a short while since Jestar last played with his little kitsune and he'd not found the blindfolded kit wandering the streets as he'd hoped. It took some time but even the addled mind of the masked satyr wasn't enough to make him forget the first meeting he had with the meditating fox. Crouched low to the ground and slowly moving forward, Jestar took in deep breaths, searching for Cheren's scent intently in the shrine the fox had mentioned calling home.
Cheren sat at the edge of the curative springs, meditating. As usual, he's blindfolded and has his wisps circling him. Not as usual, he seems to be a latex version of himself. If you didn't recognize him, you could almost mistake him for a statue.
Jestar caught sight of the familiarly latexed kitsune and closed in on him. Rather than pouncing however like the second time they had met, Jestar closed in and lower to sit beside Cheren. Watching the kitsune silently, Jestar took in the fox's posture as well as the dancing lights. As it turned out, being a lion as opposed to something domesticated seemed to help suppress that pouncing urge.
Cheren continues meditating for a few more moments before one of the wisps disappears and he moves a bit before talking. "Looks like that's it..." he doesn't take the blindfold off yet, but appears to be looking around for some reason.
Jestar nods his head before sweeping a foot in the water, his voice a bit more of a rumbling tone as he speaks. "Found you, I have." Jestar said before lightly tapping a clawed finger against the kitsune's forehead.
Cheren seems a little surprised as the other wisp disappears and he takes off his blindfold. "Oh, hey."
Jestar smiles beneath his mask before leaning toward the kitsune and sniffing him to make sure his scent is still strong on the latex-sune. "Alone, why is it you are?" Jestar questioned, looking over the area to make a point of not seeing anymore, and obviously the wisps didn't count. "Too cute to be alone, you are."
Cheren blushes a bit before looking around. "I usually meditate alone, helps me focus. If there's a lot of people it's harder to stay focused."
Jestar smirks a bit and shrugs his shoulders at that response. "Always meditating, you are. Yes." Jestar explains before he reaches to lightly stroke a hand along the kitsune's head and scratch behind the fox's ears. "Stay with you I will."
Cheren lets out a small chuckle when you accuse him of always meditating. "Well, I do it once a day, and then if I get bored I'll do it sometimes."
"Important to you, focus must be." Jestar said as he tilted his head and for a moment, stroked a finger along the edge of his ask in thought before that wide, sharp-toothed grin showed again. "Important to me as well, it is."
Cheren nods. "Well, it helps me to keep the nanites from changing my mind too much, plus its an important part of being a kitsune..."
Jestar nods his head a bit as he leans away for a moment and closes his eyes. "Without focus, no longer would I be me." Jestar states before leaning forward a bit and blowing a bit of fire as he sighs. "A blessing and a curse, these nanites are."
Cheren nods in agreement. "Yeah, if they didn't alter mindset, they would be great, there wouldn't be much problem with them... Not counting some of the ones in woodfield, at least..." he shudders at the thought.
Jestar gave a shudder of his own at the memory of the things he'd come across there.. "Nightstalkers, strangely cute they are." Jestar commented before frowning deeply as he added. "The trolls, not so much."
Cheren lets out a small laugh at what you mentioned. "I'm guessing you haven't run into the Hydick or..." he shudders. "The Walking Vagina. They both basically turn your entire body into a collection of sexual organs..."
Jestar's mask could only disguise so much, and the look of raw horror playing on his face before he covered his mask with a hand and looked to the cleansing pool. "To woodfield, never shall I return..."
Cheren shakes his head. "As far as I know both of those only appear in one area, which I believe is the basement of a church at the end of a graveyard. I mean, there's something slightly similar to the vagina here in Fairhaven, the Parasitic Plant. It has three vaginas in the normal spot, it's asshole becomes a cunt, and worse of all, the mouth also becomes a pussy."
Jestar listened, but with little joy at Cheren's 'comforting' words. Covering the kitsune's muzzle, Jestar shook his head slowly. "Soon enough, never will I leave New Dawn's safety." Jestar warned, some things being too strange and scary to consider looking upon with anything less than a portable flame thrower.
Cheren nods. "yeah, I got it... Of course, being a nanite adept includes me turning entirely into any mutation I run into to master it, so..." he shudders. "We should probably change the subject."
Jestar thinks on what that something else would or should be, not needing long to do it as the something to talk about came in the form of a small fluff ball of gold and white fur lunging from the brush to latch onto Jestar and scramble around to his chest. "Talk about Fel, we can." Jestar states with a bit of a laugh.
Cheren looks a little confused. "Fel? Who's that?"
Jestar smiled a bit and dragged the small feline from his chest before she could latch onto him and try getting a meal all over again. "Fel, this is." Jestar explains before turning the kitten to face Cheren.
Cheren looks at her. "Oh, she's cute. I don't have any pets or anything..."
Jestar blinks at that and raises a brow slightly as he watches the Cheren for a moment. "A pet you will need. Even one as infectious as Fel."
Cheren nods. "Yeah, I want a pet, but... Don't know anywhere to get one. '
Jestar tilts his head as he watches Cheren before raising a brow. "A Fel, we should find for you."
Cheren nods. "Yeah, maybe..." you can notice that he has seemingly replaced his old chainsword.
Jestar looks the kitsune over, taking note before lightly pressing a finger to the new weapon Cheren carried with him. "More shiny, this has become."
Cheren looks at it. "Oh, this is actually a new weapon I made, better than my old chainsword." he draws it.
Jestar rests his kitten down into his lap, tilting his head to one side, Jestar reached for his belt but simply held up the edge of his new shirt and pointed to his fresh pair of jeans. "Gave me these, the mallrats did."
Cheren looks at them. "Nice, I actually joined the Rats for their crafting recipes." he looks over the sword. "It's got some microthrusters. If I swing it to the beat of a song or sonething, I can swing it very fast."
Jestar blinks a bit at that and chuckles a little to himself. "Music driven swordplay." The jester sums it up, biting back the urge to chuckle at the very idea of a sword that responds to a beat.
Cheren nods, chuckling a little himself. "I don't know why I felt the urge to make it, just kinda felt like my battles should have a bit more rhythm to them, you know? '
Jestar nods his head in agreement before tapping a finger against the ground. "Less and less, I use weapons. The nanites are winning, this I fear." Jestar explains while holding up a hand and looking at it, the nails of his fingers having grown to sharp points.
Cheren nods. "I use my mutant abilities more myself, but I still use weapons sometimes. Mutant powers just seem to be more powerful most of the time."
Jestar clenches his fist before lowering it down and lightly brushing his knuckles along Fel's back as she rests in his lap. "Powerful they are. Weapons feel less useful in the face of abilities coming from within."
Cheren rubs his head. "I've never really worried bout getting lost to the nanites, I don't know why but I'm always able to keep myself mentally stable
Jestar frowns for a moment before closing his eyes. "A constant fight, I must endure. Raking his claws at my mind, the feral within does so even now."
Cheren sighs. "Yeah, I don't know why, but I've never had problems with feeling strong feral urges... Sometimes I let them go if I'm being really submissive, but I can find myself again easily.... Have you considered meditating? Recollecting your thoughts can help a ton."
Jestar shakes his head slightly with a frown. "Like this, I speak. An effort in focus, it can be."
Cheren nods, looking slightly suprised. "Oh, so that's why you talk like that..."
Jestar nods once more. "At New Dawn, I learned of it. Many books they left with me to read as I recovered." Jestar explained, smiling a bit fondly at those memories.
Cheren nods. "Right, I think I saw people talking like that in books before, I don't read much though."
Jestar smiles a bit as he nods. "A book a day, I read now. Then, at times I was locked away with not but books." Jestar explains before shaking his head. "Lust, hunger, and books. For weeks, my life that was."
Cheren seems a little suprised. "That must have sucked..." he looks a little sad for you. "Hey, you know if you ever need someone to talk to about this losing yourself to the nanites thing, I'm here."
Jestar smiles broadly at that and closes his eyes for a moment before he shakes his head. "My time locked away, in ways, saved me." Jestar states before stroking a hand along his arm slowly. "From myself, reading spared me."
Cheren looks a little confused. "How so?"
Jestar tilts his head back for a moment before flopping back, landing squarely on his back against the ground and letting out a sigh. "Books are thought, thoughts I needed. Searching for what I need, I always am. This mask, I needed. Tales, I needed. Fel, I needed." Jestar states , shifting a bit so his lion's tail could flick free and into view. "This skin, I needed."
Cheren nods. "Having something you can identify yourself by is one of the best ways to keep your sanity."
Jestar touches his mask at that, for once pulling it free of his nearly completely human face and turning it over in his hands. His mouth was far wider than a humans, and of course there were those lion-like ears of his peeking from his wavy hair as well. "Before the Prometheans, found me this mask did. Hidden away in a chest it was."
Cheren looks a little surprised at seeing you without your mask. "Huh..."
Jestar glances at you and tilts his head to one side, those golden eyes examining your face for a moment. "Yes?"
Cheren shakes his head. "It's nothing..."
Jestar watches you for a moment before looking down at his mask and drawing it back to his face, adjusting it a moment to ensure it was locked into place.
Cheren looks around. "Wanna go explore the city a bit? I'm getting a little tired of just sitting here..."
Jestar presses with an arm to force himself back up until he can climb to his feet. "Sound nice, walking does."
Cheren gets up himself. "Anywhere you might wanna go?"
Jestar closes his eyes to think for a moment while his kitten circles at his feet. "Find a Fel for you, we could. Simply wander the roads for inspiration we could as well."
Cheren nods. "Finding a pet sounds nice. The wisps are good for battle, but not so good for inspiration."
Cheren sits down somewhere in the Lobby.
Jestar clasps a leash to your neck before pulling you along, leading the way to the library toward the south of town. It wasn't much, but it was the closest thing to home that Jestar had and his home was in the upper floors of the library. Guiding you up the emergency stairs and along the hallway, Jestar opens one of the doors that leads into what, once, may have been an office. Rather than a desk, there was a pile of blankets in the baywindow with a throw pillow. "Let me stay here, they do."
Cheren follows you in, giving a few waves to some of the skunks as you pull him along. "This is kinda nice..."
Jestar nods with a bit of a smile, giving some slack on the leash and walking to the bookshelf left in the room, lightly stroking a hand over the books that were gathered there. "Nice, it is. Safe it is too."
Cheren looks around, and as the kitten suckles on his chest, he turns anything it infects into a mechanical mephit part. "I know some of the skunks here, actually."
Jestar glances at you when you mention that and smiles gently. "Nice they are."
"Dunno why, but I prefer to be shifted into a mephit form when I'm here or in the skunkworks... Yeah, they are pretty nice, I did a few favors for them too."
Jestar watches the shift taking place and tilts his head to one side before walking to his makeshift bed and sitting on it. "Your first mutation, what was it?"
Cheren doesn't even seem to have to think. He leans back a bit, holding the back of his head with his large hand-paws,the red glowing lines on the obvious and looking quite high tech. "I woke up in New Dawn as Latex Fox."
Jestar taps a finger against his chest with a bit of a laugh. "Skunk."
Cheren nods. "This infection is called Mechanical Mephit, it's pretty cool looking, but the groin is kinda... Obvious, if you know what I mean."
Jestar nods with a bit of a smirk. "Met them, I have." Jestar explains while patting the space beside himself. "Gathered parts from them, I have as well."
Cheren nods. "I usually don't collect parts from mutants, seems kinda cruel to me..." the lights behind his ears flash slowly as he thinks and continues fighting off the Felinoid's infectious suckling.
Jestar nodded a bit slowly with a frown. "I chose only those no longer... flashing." Jestar explained before sighing a bit. "Needed they were, by a rat named Rod."
"Oh, okay, I thought you meant you like, knocked them out and forcibly dismantled them or something... If they're dead, that's fine... I met Rod too, he's cool."
Jestar shakes his head at that. "Knocked out I have, but never taken from them what was needed." Jestar confirms while he lightly pets his kitten and watches you feeding your own. "Of Zephyr, what do you think?"
Cheren thinks, the lights still steadily blinking. "I'm fine with them, just kinda feel like them trying to completely stop the nanites is too far when they could be modified to just help humanity." every time he seems ok to shift his groin back, a small vibration can be heard before he seems to have a sudden onset of lust which quickly goes away.
It was interesting to watch you shifting, made more so by the mechanical nature of your current form. "If control the lust, they could, beneficial the nanites would be. Very beneficial."
Cheren nods. "Yeah. Excuse the vibrations and my lust-ridden expressions, whenever I shift my groin back it goes through some tests, vibration functions, lubrication, and heat and rut simulations."
Jestar bites back a chuckle and nods his head in understanding. "Become one in the past I have... it is... quite stimulating."
Cheren nods, chuckling a bit. "Honestly, what mutation isn't stimulating these days... Changes to your groin are always pleasurable, especially when growing a new part."
Jestar laughs a bit at that before trying to think back on his mutations. "Correct, you are... They do feel good."
Cheren seems to think deeply. "Sometimes I wonder what gender I was before I woke up in New Dawn. I mean, I was infected with Latex Fox, which made me male, so for all I know I might have lived most of my life as a girl." he laughs a bit at the idea of having been a girl. "Of course nowadays it's more than just Male or Female..."
Jestar watches you for a moment as a slight smile shows on his face. "Be anything you can, With your control of nanites. Faded, my memory is, but male I must have been. Certain parts never fade."
Cheren nods. "Yeah, I've heard of people that never lose their original genitals. I'm assuming you never lose your male parts. I'm fine with constantly having my gender changed, could even say it's developed into a fetish."
Jestar shows a smirk and narrows his eyes in amusement as he commits that to memory for the next time he cannot control his urges. "Correct, no matter the form. Always there, they are."
Cheren nods. "I mean, it's not even herm, male, and female. People identify as Cuntboys, Dickgirls, Neuters, Maleherms, stuff like thatm.."
Jestar nods lightly as he looks you over from head to toe and back again. "What is your favored identification?"
Cheren thinks again. "I usually prefer to be called male, but I'm fine with being called those other genders if I fit the description."
Jestar nods as he continues looking you over, considering what best to do in the future. "Male suits you, herm cuntboy would suit you as well. Though without a cock it is less fun."
Cheren nods, chuckling a bit. "Call me whatever you want, I don't really mind... Although I do currently have a cock..."
Jestar smiles a bit at the misunderstanding. "What are are now, and what I decide to make you may differ."
Cheren chuckles a bit, understanding what you mean.
Jestar pats his bed lightly with a hand before smiling. "Stay here when you desire or I call on you, you may. I may need someone to warm my feet."
Cheren nods. "Okay."
Jestar perhaps had teased with the idea of changing you too much, his eyes narrowing as his tongue flicked along his lips with a feral hunger. He raises his hand holding the leash and wraps that leather strap around his hand, pulling on it as he watches you closely. "Down on your hands and knees for me, boy... I want you to crawl to me like the pet you are.."
Cheren seems a little surprised by the sudden demand, but gets down anyway, the glowing lights on his body plainly visible.
Jestar tugs calmly on that leash as he watches your lights and shifts in his seat, the swelling bulge of his waking length making his intentions clear. "Crawl.." Jestar commands, his eyes settling on your own before a slight smirk shows on his lips.
Cheren begins crawling over to you willingly, a bulge clearly forming in his pants.
Jestar winds the leash around his hand steadily, not giving you any slack to pull away with as you crawl forward. Widening his legs, he leans forward to guide your snout against the cloth covering his groin. Even through his jeans, the heavy scent of his musk could easily be smelled, barely confined within his clothing.
Once he gets close enough, Cheren begins sniffing at your groin, smelling your cock.
Jestar holds your head in place to let you breathe in the scent for a moment before he drags down the zipper, letting his aching cock slide free of its sheath. "Breathe it in good and deep, pet... I want to make sure you can never forget the scent of the cock that owns you.."
You can hear, and see the robotic skunk taking in deep breaths of your member's musk, obviously enjoying it greatly.
Jestar presses your snout more firmly to his cock, rocking his hips slightly to smear the light coating of pre onto your face and nose. Once satisfied, he pulls back slightly and looks down at you.
Your pre can be easily seen on his metallic muzzle, and he seems to still be trying to inhale the musk of your cock.
Jestar smirks a bit and taps a hand against your snout. "Open wide and stick your tongue out pet.. I feel like using your mouth today.."
Cheren complies, opening his mouth, as his tongue lolls out.
"That's a good pet... animals don't talk. They just obey their owners." Jestar says as he strokes the tip of his cock along your tongue slowly before lining it up with your opened mouth and pressing forward. Rocking his hips forward, he pulls on your leash to draw you closer and help you slide his cock into your mouth.
Cheren doesn't even gasp, just allows you to fuck his mouth, obviously enjoying it as his glowing red member becomes fully erect, dripping pre.
Jestar doesn't settle for just your mouth, feeding more of his cock into your mouth until the tip presses against your throat. Rather than waiting for you to try, Jestar thrusts forward, plunging his cock past the tight ring of muscle and down into your throat.
Cheren doesn't make a sound, although you can recognize the expression of pure bliss on his face.
Jestar smirks as he watches you, resting a hand on the back of your head while he begins roughly thrusting inside your throat, pumping with long strokes to thoroughly massage himself against your tongue and rub in the strong taste of his cock.
Cheren seems to be greatly enjoying the taste of your cock, and seems to be reaching down to masturbate as you fuck his mouth.
Jestar watches you reaching down and pushes fully down into your throat with a light chuckle. "Maybe I should just fuck your throat until you cum like the horny little sissy you are."
Cheren slightly nods, seeming to agree with you, still basking in the taste of your cock.
Jestar pulls back, dragging his cock free of your throat before rubbing it against your snout, spreading the mix of your drool and his precum across your nose.
Cheren seems to sniff deeply as you drag it across his snout, seemingly trying to inhale as much of the musk as possible, as he strokes himself and continues leaking pre.
Jestar brushes the tip along your nose to smear his pre across your snout one last time before he thrusts deep into your throat once more. Holding your head in his hands, he presses to his feet and start bucking his hips, rapidly pumping inside of your throat as he begins panting lightly.
Cheren stops sniffing as soon as you thrust in, for fear of choking, and continues rubbing his cock as he reaches his other hand down to start fingering his pussy.
Jestar pushes fully into your throat before stopping, letting you feel him inside you as he watches your hands moving. "Spread your hole for me, slut."
Cheren nods, reaching the hand on his cock down and spreading his pussy open as much as he can, revealing the lubrication coated inside.
Jestar curls his tail around himself, showing the length and dexterity of that golden furred length before he guides it over your back. Keeping your head in place, he looks down into your eyes while forcing his tail to push into your pussy with one slow, steady stroke forward.
Cheren looks a little suprised, but it's immediately replaced by an expression of pure bliss as he continues leaking pre at a steady rate.
Jestar takes his time sliding the tail deep inside your pussy before he begins rocking his hips, each withdrawn from your throat dragging his tail from inside your pussy, only for both to be thrust deeply inside you once more a moment later.
The lights on Cheren's head flash rapidly, him looking closer and closer to orgasm with each thrust, seemingly trying to spread his pussy as widely open as possible to allow your tail in.
Jestar pushes his tail a bit deeper, making sure not to sink too far but allowing the tip to tease against your womb with each stroke. The wetness inside your pussy coats Jestar's tail to the point that soon, lewd slurps of each stroke beginning to sound through the room.
Cheren continues looking closer to orgasm, the lubrication systems working in overdrive to wetten his pussy as much as possible, and the vibrator function activating in his cock, stimulating him further from the feel of a vibrator on all parts of his cock.
Jestar pushes deep into your throat once more before dragging free of your mouth, moaning as his tip slips free just before the first hot ropes of his cum erupt to land across your face and over your back to begin covering you in his seed.
Cheren let's out a loud moan as soon as you pull out, opening his maw to try to get some of your cum in his mouth, finally reaching orgasm and cumming himself, his pussy immediately becoming very wet.
Jestar shudders slightly, lowering his cock and pressing it against your tongue for the last thick jets of his cum to flow into your mouth. "That's a good fox.."
Cheren hungrily licks at the tip of your cock, trying to lap up as much of the cum as he can, also seeming to bask in the taste of your cock.
Jestar shudders slightly but doesn't pull away as his sensitive tip is teased. A slight smirk shows on the masked satyr's face just before the hot stream of his urine begins rushing across your tongue to fill your mouth.
Cheren takes a moment to realize what's going on, but looks to be greatly enjoying it once he realizes, continuing to lick your cock and drink your piss.
Jestar lets you drink it for a moment but soon draws back, letting his urin splash against you and soak into your clothes to mark them in his scent along with his cum.
Cheren moans, the metal plating covering most of his body getting stained with your urine, Cheren seeming to enjoy the scent of your urine covering him.
Jestar finally releases your head, letting his tail slide easily from your soaked pussy before he leans back and settles into his seat once more. "That's a good boy.."
Cheren let's out a lewd moan as you finally remove your tail from his cunt before he slumps down, seeming exhausted.
Jestar smiles as He watches you, sighing lightly and leaning back to bask in the afterglow for a moment.
Cheren sits there, panting, as his Vibration function cuts off and his cock stops vibrating, and his pussy seems to stop producing lube, slowly drying.
"Thank you, pet... I needed that.." Jestar sighs before shifting to lean forward and look down at you.
Cheren nods slowly, laying back and starting at the ceiling, seemingly tired from it.
Jestar smiles down at you as he slides to sit on the ground and draw your head into his lap.
Cheren closes his eyes, resting. His glowing cock and pussy are still visible, and the lights on his head are flashing slowly.
Jestar gives you a moment to rest while he strokes your head. "Falling asleep on me, pet?"
Cheren doesn't respond, having seemingly fallen asleep as the red lines covering his body dim slightly.
Jestar chuckles quietly to himself and leans back, watching over you while you rest.
Cheren just lays there, sleeping, more lights cutting off on his body as he drifts deeper into sleep.
Jestar closes his eyes for a moment and then draws you in, pulling you up into his lap fully. Resting you against his chest, Jestar curls an arm around you.
Cheren's vagina and cock stop glowing entirely, as the red lines on his body dim to be almost impossible to see, and he seems to have fallen completely asleep.
Jestar licks gently at your snout for a moment. "Don't sleep the day away."
Cheren sleeps for a few more minutes before the lights on his body brighten up again, and he slowly wakes up, yawning before sitting up, perfectly still.
Jestar gives your metallic butt a squeeze as you wake. "Welcome back."
Cheren stays perfectly still for a few more minutes before blinking and looking at you. "I'm done."
Jestar raises a brow slightly behind his mask at that. "Done with what?"
"I had to run a system check or something when I woke up, I basically couldn't tell what was going on around me."
Jestar nods slightly as he recalls a few scrolling messages in his vision when he'd become that form in the past. "Are you alright?"
Cheren nods. "Yeah, I'm fine, it's just a mandatory check or something, I dunno.."
Jestar nods his head once more before he tilts his head. "Do you know the normal skunk form, or only this one?"
Cheren nods, and seems to think for a second. "I have this, Cactus Mephitaur, Skunk Girl, Latex Skunk, and Skunk Beast."
Jestar thinks for a moment to try recalling what he has sampled before nodding. "All but the cactus, I have become."
Cheren nods. "Yeah, it's a bit harder to find." he seems to be thinking.
Jestar nods gently. "Find it one day, I will."
Cheren continues thinking. "There's somewhere I've been wanting to visit lately... I can't remember what it's called, but it's somewhere in Woodfield and is feral free..."
Jestar tilts his head slightly at that. "Rare that is. What is there?"
Cheren thinks. "All I can remember is that its apparently got a better version of the plushie machine in the Toy Factory."
Jestar laughs softly and holds up his extractor where his plushie of you hangs. "Cuter?"
Cheren shrugs. "I dunno, all I know is that its better somehow."
Jestar nods his understanding. "Find it soon we will have to."
Cheren thinks. "I think I know how to get there, we could go now if you want."
Jestar gives your rump a light pat of his hand as he nods. "Show me."
Cheren nods. "Okay." he suddenly turns back into his kitsune self. "We need to go to Zephyr and get Mike to fly us to Woodfield first."
Jestar nods and slides you from on his lap so he can push to his feet and stretch slowly, releasing the coils of your leash to give you a little slack as well.
Cheren stands up, and stretches, waiting for you to lead him to the Zephyr lobby.
Jestar leads the short trip from the library to Zephyr and then it's left up to the pilot to fly them from Fairhaven to Woodfield. After that, Jestar gives you a bit of slack on your leash to allow you to lead the way.
Cheren wanders around a bit to get his bearings, before heading off on a specific route, leading to what appears to be a church.
Jestar smiles lightly as he follows along, coming to a stop and looking at the machine with a slightly raised brow before approaching it.
Cheren watches as Jestar uses the machine, as it scans him, and instead of dispensing a plushie, it turns him into one.
Jestar blinks a few times, looking at his armsand legs along with the rest of himself curiously. "Strange, this is."
Cheren nods. "Huh... Looks like the way it makes the plushies better is by just turning the original INTO a plush..." he steps up to the machine, inserting his mako battery and allowing it to scan him, turning him into a plush.
Jestar nods his head as he watches your change and then laughs a bit as he tries poking you with one of his soft, plush hands.
Cheren rubs his head a bit once it finishes, due to his head seemingly being filled with stuffing.
Jestar smiles as he finds out just how soft you are, but also how soft his own arm is. It was a good thing he used ranged attacks for the most part... his soft fluffy fangs couldn't even break a cookie now.
Cheren once he gets over his head being filled with fluff, he looks up. "Pretty interesting... I'm kinda surprised it didn't shrink us or something.
Jestar chuckles a bit as he looks at you for a moment and considers it. "You're able to do that, aren't you..?"
Cheren shakes his head, looking a little sad. "No, not without a Nanite Spacial Reconfigurator. Otherwise I can only do it by shifting to differently sized forms."
Jestar nods slightly as he looks you over and considers something for a long moment.
Cheren seems to think a bit himself. "I do want one, but I don't have the Mako..."
Jestar rests a plush hand against your shoulder and smiles at you. "Find one for you, we will."
Cheren nods, smiling a bit. "There's also something else I'm planning on getting soon called Commandable Nanites."
Jestar tilts his head at that as he tries to imagine what can be done with commandable nanites. "Teach them to fetch?"
Cheren shakes his head. "No, it's another Adept addon. It allows other people to shift me as if I'm the one doing the shifting."
Jestar at that, Jestar smirks slightly. "That could be fun..."
Cheren nods. "I'm not sure exactly how it works, but it takes into account any tools I have too."
"Find it out once we have it, we will." Jestar states before taking hold of your tails at the base to give the horde a squeeze.
Cheren nods, suddenly releasing a small giggle when you squeeze his tails.
Jestar chuckles a bit at that giggle and gives the fluffy legion another squeeze to see how you react.
Cheren looks like he's going to go into a fit of giggles when you squeeze again, possibly something the machine did with his mind, making him enjoy being played with or something.
Jestar laughs softly at that look and tries squeezing your sides with his free hand.
Cheren continues giggling, looking almost like a child being tickled.
Jestar soon stops, chuckling as he watches you for a moment and looks at his hands. "I might keep you like this for a while.."
Cheren takes a moment to recover. "I-I wouldn't object to that..."
Jestar leans in and whispers to you, "Of course you won't.." before tugging on your leash gently.
Cheren giggles a bit when you tug on the leash, loyally coming forward a bit.
Jestar smiles and gives you a light squeeze at the base of your tails once more before he begins drawing you along. "Once I can shrink you down I can keep you in my pocket as a personal toy.."
Cheren chuckles a bit when you squeeze his tails. "Yeah, that'd be fun..."
Jestar smirks a bit and looks around for a moment before turning to face you. "Rarely have I gone beyond the limits of Fairhaven."
Cheren looks around. "I come here sometimes, want me to lead you back to RSX?"
Jestar thinks it over before he smiles gently. "What more is there to enjoy here?"
Cheren thinks. "Hmm, I know there's a building somewhere where you can spar with other people instead of just fighting against ferals..."
Jestar thinks it over for a moment as he closes his eyes in thought, considering how well he might be able to hold his own as he is now.
Cheren thinks. "I'm not sure of what all else there is to do, I haven't explored too much."
Jestar nods his head lightly for a moment. "Come here some time I will. See what it has to offer."
Cheren nods. "As long as you don't go near the graveyard, the mutations aren't that bad."
A shudder ran through Jestar at the mention of that place and the reminder of the horrors lurking within. "Like the plague, I will avoid that place."
Cheren nods. "I'm going to have to go there at some point to collect forms, but now isn't a good time for that...". He thinks. "Wanna explore Woodfield some?"
Jestar knew he no doubt would be doing the same eventually, but he was in no rush for it. "Yes."
Cheren nods. "Okay, you wanna lead? I think I saw some mutants selling some stuff outside the church."
