The Opening Of King's Tower
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There's a new alert out to all the various groups. Life has been seen at King's Department Store, a place thought long since abandoned. the sounds of new construction is heard behind the iron bars, but noone seems to really have gotten a good look at who's in there. There's rumor that the vault in the bank is still sealed, and waiting for the person with the right combination or tools. A former employee who had been changed by infection wrote out the combination in various places, having recently remembered what it was and wanting vengeance against his former employers.
Oren walks down the street, looking around for ferals on the way. Ey'd mostly been asked to check the store for loot because ey was going to Woodfield anyway and it was apparently locked up tight enough to keep anyone dangerous out.
Sparhawk meanders through the streets, frightening the ferals who gnaw at the edges of the Zephyr compound back into their holes. Such a building, still intact, would be a decent test for hir tamed steel-disassembler-nanite swarm, particularly with something large, non-sentient and possibly containing supplies.
Having received such an alert, Aleks makes her way slowly to the store. Her tail, tipped by a wicked-looking blade attached to an obviously cobbled-together harness stays arced up, ready for signs of trouble as her hands keep a careful hold on her custom-made laser rifle, eyes looking at every corner of the road to make sure nothing surprises her.
There are other adventurers gathering near the front of the building when suddenly one of them sets off an explosive. there's a loud /BAM/ as the world starts to shake nearby the tower. when the smoke clears, adventurers of all shapes and colors start streaming on in. It looks like the rush is on and the three of you are already late to the party.
Sparhawk snorts. Explosives are so crude and random! Shi waits for the mob to stop jamming up the ragged hole in the front wall, then charges on in--to leap to the ceiling in further defiance of Newton's preferences. Aside from a few other gryphons zooming around the upper areas are much less crowded.
Oren winces and shields eir eyes with an arm as the bomb goes off. Muttering under eir breath, ey sprouts two pairs of moth wings on eir back and joins the fliers - the shapeshifter doesn’t expect to get first pick, but a previously-untouched building might have enough for several raiders.
Aleks just shakes her head as she watches the other stream into the building, wincing at the noise. She slips in through the hole, looking carefully around as, instead of instead of blindly following the crowd, she looks for a blueprint of the building.
As the many start rushing in, most start up the stairs, but some slip into the grocery section of the store. A smoke bomb goes off in there as there are muffled screams and then silence from there. Upstairs there is more random screams, some of pain, as the voices slowly die off. Since most of the building is made of stone, those trying to fly don't accomplish much. Aleks does find a map of the building, with the King's First Bank located on the third floor.
Sparhawk runs around on the hard ceiling awhile, getting a convenient overview of the various locations; this draws up short at the floral department which has flowers coming from the vents, too. Shi backs away slowly from the plant life that has invariably proved to be aggressive in the past, and catches sight of Aleks with the map.
Once Oren has decided that there isn't any aerial entrance that would let em take a shortcut, ey dives back down to the ground floor. At the sounds of screaming and battle inside, ey frowns and eir flesh starts to ripple and flow, eventually ending up in the shape of an ashen render. Cautiously creeping in, ey looks around, various pointy bits at the ready. The shapeshifter smiles when ey sees someone with a map. "I don't suppose you'd care for some company?" ey asks Aleks smoothly. "It sounds kind of dangerous up there."
Aleks continues studying the blueprints, examining them carefully for anything that looks like it could be a faster, safer route to the vault. She pays Spar no attention, not considering him a threat. When
Oren speaks to her, though, she leaps away, tail slashing through the air as she brings up her rifle in a one-handed grip. She quickly classifies the shapeshifter as nonthreatening, however, and lowers the rifle. That tail continues to stay arced up, though. "Surprisink me a /poor/ idea," she mutters, Russian accent thick due to her emotions running hot.
Only five minutes have passed since the explosion, and the building now sounds eerily quiet again. There's no more screams, no more fighting, no more fighting that can be heard. The only passage seems to be up the elevator shafts, up the stairs, or through the vents, and as Sparhawk has already found, there are plants growing in the vents.
Oren bows a bit, spreading eir hands to show the lack of weapons in them - though the claws at eir upper fingertips ruin the effect a bit. "My apologies. It wasn't intentional," the blade-covered mutant says calmly. "I hope you'll consider my proposal despite my mistake."
Sparhawk waves from the tall roof of the entrance area and chirps a little. "We seem to be one big ashen family out here. More hands mean more to carry, eh?" There are similar quantities of sharp bits on Spar, but who doesn't nowadays?
Aleks looks at the two mutants before her. "Da," she finally murmurs after taking several deep, calming breaths. "I will search with you," she says. She also tosses Sparhawk a scrutinizing look. "You seem familiar," she says. "Do you know my mother?"
Sparhawk nods firmly. "And your grandmother. My tasks have kept me away from the school, mainly." Shi floats down and lands nimbly, peering at the map. "I see some wings in evidence, how well can you fly or climb?"
Oren shrugs. "I just thought it'd be a bad idea to go in there like I was, but I'd have probably turned into a render anyway if I'd found enough stuff to need more mass to carry it," ey says. Extending a bladeless lower arm to each of the others. "I'm Oren, by the way. Nice to meet you, despite the circumstances."
Sparhawk flicks hir nametag. "Sparhawk, science and violence." Shi takes Oren's hand for just a moment then turns to the elevators with their doors standing half-open into darkness.
Aleks looks at her jacket. "As well as you," she replies. "Perhaps better; I need only enough space for my body." Turning to Oren, she adds, "I am Aleks. It is good to meet you as well."
Oren smiles a bit. "Both are quite useful," ey says to Sparhawk. "I didn't see any ways in besides this one, though, so I'm not sure how much flying's going to help here.
There's the sound of monsters coming down the stairs, likely from the third floor. And coming in through main ruined door is some Nagas as one cries out "Intruders! Capture then!" most of the nagas green or blue, but this one is golden.
Sparhawk scoots through some fallen displays, peering cautiously into the elevator shaft. "It's busted, but everybody else ran up the stairs. Bound to be less...oh hey, I guess they all failed!" Shi begins prying the doors wide enough for Ashen brethren to pass.
Aleks frowns, clicking her heels together and activating a pair of jets in each boot and also in her jacket. "Go," she says, training her rifle on the main entrance to the lobby. "I will cover you."
At the sound of the nagas, Oren's tail shoots strait up in the air, more like a skunk's tail than something with a blade on it. Ey runs over to the doors to help Sparhawk open the doors faster, keeping an eye out for any enemies.
The charge begins as the monsters start swarming. The elevator doors open up and the shaft seems mostly empty with the elevator stuck in the parking lot floor below. There seems to be a good twenty or thirty ferals now thirty seconds before they swarm the group.
Sparhawk slips into the open shaft and provides a dim blue glow, peering around for any sneaky nagas who might've hung out in there for some reason. "Come on in, this is gonna get flooded in a moment!"
Aleks growls, firing her rifle at the encroaching hoard. "Go up!" she calls, trying to buy them some extra time. Her tail drops low, threatening to pierce anybody unfortunate enough to try grabbing her.
Oren sprouts moth wings identical to before as ey starts to fly up the elevator shaft. "We're in! Come with us!" ey shouts as soon as both emself and Sparhawk are deep enough in the elevator shaft Aleks' cover fire won't do any more good.
Sparhawk flies! Shi looks for more beams of light coming through more broken doors, assuming Aleks can in fact follow as freely as shi and Oren do. The third floor is the target, but it's hard to tell without labels!
There is the sound of laughter from below as they charge the group. The rifle strong, and hurting a few of them, but the shear amount of muscle from the nagas mean that none of it is fatal. At the top of the shaft is a smashed in door, light streaming out into the shaft. If Aleks dosn't get into the shaft, shi will be caught by the ferals.
Aleks slashes at a few particularly grabby monsters, threatening to fry a few more with the exhaust of her jetpack as she turns tail and flies as fast as she can for the elevator. Not wanting to crash into the far wall of her escape route, she starts firing her jets backward, inadvertently superheating a portion of the shaft's back wall as she slows to a hover. "That was fun," she murmurs as she joins with her partners. "Let us not do it again."
Sparhawk eyes the flight equivalent of a breaching charge and drifts toward the open door. "We should...land somewhere." Before the building catches on fire and ruins whatever might be inside! Shi takes the vanguard position, popping out of the shaft probably faster than necessary.
Oren chuckles a bit. "Yeah, we'll try. Where do you think we should start loo- that works." Oren lands behind Sparhawk, a bit more cautiously. The ashen looks around as ey gets out of Aleks' way.
As the three get into the shaft, the monsters downstairs close the elevator doors again, screeching of metal as they lock it off. As Sparhawk gets nears the top, suddenly something grabs hir and yoinks hir out of a previously closed door. There's a sharp pain in Sparhawk's neck as hir world goes black.
Aleks growls, pulling out her rifle and looking down its sights. "Come out!" she cries. "I know you are there! Give our friend back and you will not be harmed!"
Sparhawk contemplates the similarity to Rsx's methods as unconsciousness overwhelms hir, the blue glow going out and all of the hexataur's weight going limp.
Oren's tail sprays some absolutely foul-smelling chemical from its tip into the space that Sparhawk disappeared. The ashen looks around nervously, ready to lash out at any sudden movement with a claw, a talon, or a tail-blade.
Acting under the cover of darkness in the elevator shaft suddenly sneaks out from Aleks blind spot. There's another sharp pain as the world goes out of focus. Oren isn't left alone long as the same repeats once more. There's a feeling of movement before the world is gone completely.
Aleks has just enough time to let out another growl and swipe her tail weakly at where she thinks her assailant is before she falls unconscious, the only thing keeping her from falling to her death the still-activated jetpack.
Oren flails wildly as ey falls unconscious, eir instinctive self not realizing that if ey does manage to wound eir assailant, ey'll fall to eir death.
It might be a few hours or a few days until you wake again. You find out where all the other adventurers had gone. You're bound in the floral section, each only a few feet from the next and you're at the end of the line. Most of the other adventurers have rather swollen bellies. All your gear has been striped away, and any attacks you might have have been 'plugged up' or restrained. You are each bound at every ankle and wrist, your hips tied down as you are unable to move.
Sparhawk rouses with a bleary statement, "Betcha I am still in the same building, y'ninnies." This is muffled by the flower petals stuffed in hir beak, keeping the sharp edges from touching, and tasting slightly of nectar at the ends. Hir head drops back down as shi struggles each of hir many limbs in turn.
Aleks wakes up, growling groggily as she feels the ropes on her limbs. Upon hearing Sparhawk's words, she lets out a sentence in slurred Russian, but the gryphon's name is intelligible, at least.
Oren tries to move as soon as ey wakes up, a wild, frightened look in eir eyes. When the panic has passed, ey looks around, grimacing. "The hell?" ey thinks out loud. "Lo- ferals aren't smart enough to tie people up, but who else would set up something like this?"
There's a loud hiss as a golden scaled naga with a large crown appears in front of the three. "The rise of the ferals is at hand." large forked tongue flicking out as shi gives a grin. Hir belly gravid and hir breasts heavy. Shi gives a smile as shi claps hir hands and two more green nagas appear. "Welcome breeder sluts. I am King, and this is my Department Lair!"
Oren frowns. "Um... I don't suppose 'sorry, we didn't know anyone lived here,' would cut it as an apology?" the bound ashen asks meekly. "Er, hi, by the way."
Sparhawk sounds pretty out of it still. "Green, blue, gold...is the diamond naga only on the secret island?" Shi also wiggles a finger to Aleks, catching most of hir name.
Aleks shakes her head, trying to clear the lingering cobwebs. When she's lucid enough, she starts trying to think of a way out of this. Content to stay silent, she instead looks around the room, cataloging what she knows of her companions and herself and comparing it to what she sees at hand, hoping that there is some means of escape.
The golden naga takes Sparhawk in the middle, while the greens each take Oren and Aleks. They slowly and sensually coil around each of you as they squeeze every so gently, wrapping you in their coils as the leader says "Don't worry, these trivial matters will be forgotten soon enough." as the large clawed hands start to stroke each of your breasts.
Aleks gasps, squirming in her bonds. "No!" she cries. "No! Niyet!" Again and again she curses the fact that her gear is missing, slipping from English to Russian and back, seemingly without realizing.
Sparhawk has an almost involuntary rumble in hir chest as scaly tails and claws ruffle hir fur, exposed nipples rubbing white droplets to accent the golden scales. Hir hind end continues trying to pull free of the vines though; must have overestimated how much poison a gryphon needs.
Oren nibbles on eir lip, the fur on eir face puffing up in the equivalent of a blush. "So... we c-can leave after you've had your f-fun?" ey stammers. "It's more enjoyable if both of us can, er, participate, you know." Glancing at Alecks, the shapeshifter adds, "um, maybe you could do me twice instead of her?"
The leader just laughs as they continue to coil against each of you. Each of you can feel their scaley vents start to rub up against your own, hard hemipenes against your own sheaths. "You may go when you are well bred. This is the treasure you have seeked, and it is the treasure you will have."
Aleks continues squirming, trying futilely to escape. "Niyet," she says weakly.
Sparhawk gasps a bit and has a similarly involuntary response in the rear, hindmost legs shuffling apart as hir heat-ravaged body finally gets enough control away from Spar's damaged higher consciousness to satisfy the base urges.
There's more lewd rubbing and grinding, vent on vent when you can each feel some hard lump pressing against your pussy lips. Each of you having a large egg being pushed into your slit as the nagas forcefully kiss you on the lips.
Oren squirms a bit in the green serpent's coils, accomplishing nothing but a bit more stimulation of that pair's genitals. Ey moans softly, then forces emself to focus. "Er... I can get that at home, actually..." the squirming shapeshifter points out. "I was looking fo- mmph!" The twin surprises of a kiss and the egg keep Oren quiet for a few seconds at least.
Aleks continues begging for the breeding to stop, slowly becoming consumed by her own fertility as well. Tears of anguish stream down her face, even as she stops trying to fight.
Sparhawk tries to nom the King's face but the flower petals just rub softly on the naga's face, hir non-weaponized tail lashing around as something slips into hir slippery and wide-spread netherlips. Hir erection grinds against the scales, apparently enjoying this more than hir unfortunate companions.
There are strong muscular pushes, the nagas forcing those eggs into your love canals before the pull back and then guide their hemipenes to your sex. One cock each for your pussy, the other for your ass as the smooth lengths start pushing into your, little barbs at the tips to help anchor them to thier mates.
Sparhawk chuckles muffledly and continues kneading at the naga's face with softened beak, the procedure hijacking some Ashen programming left in hir and setting hir rocking against the coils. More tears slip from Aleks' eyes as she's penetrated, almost in spite of the wetness of her pussy. She obviously doesn't enjoy being bred like this, struggling again in an effort to break free, despite knowing it's futile.
Oren squeals into eir attacker's mouth as the barbed members enter eir sensitive holes, but makes no other complaint. As they push farther in, the whining slowly turns into a moan, though it's similarly muffled by the naga's maw.
The nagas keep on rubbing lewdly as their cocks find and penetrate you each as well. Slowly the eggs are pushes in deeper and deep, against your cervixes as slowly force thje eggs into your wombs.
Sparhawk has a long passage between hir hindlegs, but it spreads easily around the smooth egg--it's even round already, no more work need be done! Shi'd be hugging the naga by now if hir arms were free, but they aren't, so shi just takes it like a Matriarch.
Aleks' body takes the egg easily as well, her Breeder mutations shining through as the cervical penetration fills her with nothing but pleasure. She ceases fighting completely, allowing the naga to do what it wishes, though tears still stream from her eyes.
Oren gasps with each thrust, as if ey's trying to steal the breath from the naga's lungs. The Render winces and grits eir teeth as the egg starts opening the way into eir uterus, a few tears of pain forming around eir eyes.
Each egg is pushed on in, but it does not stop there, each naga almost immediately starting on a second egg after the first is done. It's hours as they keep pushing eggs into your wombs. Every time a new egg is pushes in with a thick naga cock, a quick jet of cum sprays over the egg. Your bellies looking positively gravid each of your lovers take you again and again and again. When your bodies can take no more, each naga gives a soft and tender kiss before the leader says simply "Sleep." your worlds slowly going black once more as your eyelids feel like heavy bricks and come crashing down.
Aleks does indeed sleep, though a strange sound, easily mistaken for snoring, emanates from her throat the entire time.
Oren thrashes and moans some more, but it slowly starts to express pure pleasure instead of pain tinged with a bit of enjoyment. At the end, the render even kisses eir attacker back, though feebly. Still, ey hopes the king means to keep hir promise.
Sparhawk suffers the darkness and the swollen belly and the quiet rustling of scales on tile floor...entirely conscious through the process, having lost the power of sleep some months ago. Neither hir eyes nor ears can move under conscious control though, leaving Spar to study mainly hirself.
( Sparhawk might see it, but like many of the other adventurers, you are each taken away to different parts of the city and left outside in the open air. Some of you even have a few parting gifts from the nagas as you are given a few more shots of cum, covering you completely. As if to add insult to injury, there is a little note card left with each of you. "Welcome to the rise of King's Department Store, long may our Queen reign!" )
Sparhawk shivers as the final goo cools rapidly in the December air, leaning on the wall to shake various anatomies. And glare at the card who presumes to usurp hir existing Queen!
