Allure's Odyssey

-CHAPTER ONE-

Finding the entrance was no easy task. FilthyHellcat227 was hard enough for the skunk to get ahold of let alone hold a conversation with. Though Allure knew he was a busy man. Claiming to be a member of the Filthville government. This bustling city of sin that had been his home for the past eight months. It was bar none one of the most memorable eight months of his life. Having seen and experienced things that made his old home seem… well mundane in comparison. He was going to college practically for free in a city that gave student housing that was five-star accommodations compared to anything the skunk knew of in the states. Just arriving here left him in a bit of awe when he finally saw it for the first time. Allure took the rail system into Filthville. It had been the most luxurious bullet train the skunk had ever seen, a ghastly low price for something that should have cost thousands normally. Then he saw it for the first time. The red line where the train bridge he was on seemed to disappear in the middle of the ocean. Rather than plummet into the waves there was a flash, the skunk holding his token tightly before he blinked. Day having turned to what felt like night. The train still soaring above the rails at plane-like speeds for this taboo metropolis. Over a sea of sludge-like sewage to a dazzling skyline he still remembered like it was yesterday. A steel and concrete jungle that dominated the entire island skyline with towers and massive buildings, casting pilalrs of spotlights against a dank and miasma-riddled sky.

He was a deer in the headlights till he met a short hyena boy in the waiting room with him at the admission office. Engrossed in his phone with earphones in he was head bobbing to pop music turned up loud, shifting in his seat like he wanted to dance. Bright and vibrant purple eyes that practically had a glow of their own. He reeked worse than a open sewer to the skunk but something compelled him to shift seats closer when everyone in the room seemed intent on keeping their distance. He didn’t realize he sat himself down next to royalty. There were reasons why the students gave him a wide birth and it wasn’t just because of the stench.

Allure learned the sun never rose in Filthville. A city eternally cast in darkness, yet was so brilliantly lit up the skunk hardly could tell the difference between natural light and artificial… or maybe it was because he was getting used to it. He met him again in the cafeteria weeks into the semester, the hyena sitting alone at a table eating a hamburger, listening with his headphones in. Flipping through his phone with a mound of wrappers next to him. The skunk shocked that this may have been his last burger he’d been munching on from a massive stack that laid used and eaten to his side, a mound of wrappings taller than him. Allure learned the cafeteria started extra early in the morning just to provide him with 500 cheeseburgers he’d eat for lunch daily. Even for the lower prices of Filthville that was a ghastly figure Allure could scarclely believe the hyena could afford. Let alone wonder where it all went besides for that colossal ass he had. Washboard abs and relatively thin aside from some of the most massive thighs and ass the skunk had ever seen on a boy relatively his age and shorter than him. He didn’t know he was talking a demon who had been alive for five times as long as him. He didn’t connect any doubts until a stunned cashier once called him ‘lord’ in the cashier line. By then they had begun to talk often, the skunk always having lunch with him. He learned right away those eyes definitely glowed on their own and there was nothing natural about that appetite. Allure learning the hyena ate enough not to starve, but he wasn’t eating nearly the calories he needed to be as big and strong as his father or brother. The more he learned the more curious he became… until curiosity took hold of the skunk to try and prey into things more. Thus he found himself in this current situation.

Allure huffed, reaching around in the dark dankness of the cool and wet tunnel. Able to see the dim glow from the symbols scrawled into the brickwork and concrete. There wasn’t much he could find online on the subject surprisingly enough, but what he did know about memes was these were benign. A guiding force at most to draw him along the path. He had to admit he was anxious, anxious and excited. Down here there were no restrictions or safeguards. The police didn’t dare patrol the sewer systems of Filthville. If he ran into trouble help may have been half an hour away or more. The skunk used to the safety of the university district that had a heavy police presence.

Pipes overhead belched thick and putrid streams of sludge into a river of pure waste next to the skunk. Passing from the tunnel into a cistern of sorts. Though even Allure couldn’t anticipate what was waiting for him around that corner. Ahead of him was a truly massive feline… a cheetah taur if Allure guessed it right, standing against the wall ahead, wearing the same filtration mask Allure wore to ward off the more noxious of the fumes of the western cisterns. They were directly below the Gulch itself, this was industrial waste as much as it was fecal sludge. The air was heavy with a dingy haze, the only thing the mask couldn’t filter out was the stench. But the mask was the only thing that kept the fumes from being suffocating down here. The most toxic region of the sewers in Filthville.

The taur had on a pair of sunglasses, a faint red glow emanating from around the rims. The skunk not able but to help steal glances at those massive haunches of his. A bulging, huge, fat pucker pressing out proudly from those utterly colossal ass cheeks. He had balls that practically sagged over the ground they were so utterly massive. The skunk could have swore he heard them audibly churning. The taur’s ears flicked as Allure stepped nearer, the ground rumbling a little under the weight of the lumbering taur as he turned around. Allure couldn’t help but feel a tinge of fear as well as excitement. He knew his contact had connections, but never this. He didn’t need to know who he was to know he was standing among greatness.

“Well well well. What do we have here? What’s a cutie like you doing down here. You look an awfully long way from home,” he’d speak, his voice confirming the skunk’s suspicions. It was deep, but warm with a resonating tone to it that made him sound almost otherworldly if you were paying enough attention to hear the subtle echoes. As Allure drew nearer the sheer height of this massive man became obvious, the skunk barely reaching what was definably the upper parts of his legs. Massive, his upper body toned and strong like his forelegs, betraying his far more padded and thicker hind legs, the taur far thicker in back. He had a particular reek to him that stood out even from the ambient stench around them. He smelled thickly of shit to the point it was almost overpowering. Admittedly the skunk’s cock couldn’t help but throb gazing up at him.

“Are you FilthyHellcat227,” Allure asked, producing his phone to show him his chat window. The taur seemed stunned for a moment, but began to burst out laughing. “Haha yes that’d be me. You’re here a bit early,” the taur mused, leaning down over the skunk some to get a better look at him. As if trying to get a sense of him on a more intimate scale.

“I’ve asked it several times I know,” the taur began, leaning back up, tail flicking some, allure able to hear his stomach rumbling softly over the sounds of the flows of sewage around them. He’d lower his glasses, revealing bright red glowing eyes that burned like coals in the dimness of the sewers, allure shuddering to seeing that predatory fang-laden gaze. Eyes like a serpent’s gazing back at him.

“If you do this, there’s no going back. He already knows your coming,” the taur explained. “There’s no ‘cure’ for this,” the taur explained, flicking a claw out to tap against his chest. “No magic spells, no medicine, no special incantations, and no machine will do anything to reverse it. My father may not ask you, so I am. If you change your mind later it’d be too late,” he explained quite bluntly. It wasn’t every day somebody actually went through the trouble of asking him to do this, but his nephew did say he was giving someone his contact information interested in his father. For his sake he just hoped if he went through the trouble then he knew what he was getting himself into.

“It makes me only want it more,” the skunk insisted, biting his lips some whilst pocketing his phone.

“Then leave the phone and clothes. Where you’re going you won’t need them. I’ll have them taken to your apartment later,” the taur explained, extending a hand in offering to the rack. After you handsome,” the man explained, grinning. The taur lumbering behind the skunk if only to set the glasses aside. “Keep the mask on though. I fart death and even I don’t like the fumes down here. If I don’t like it, they will kill a mortal like you,” the taur warned. “What’s your actual name, if you don’t mind me asking,” the skunk asked. “TJ,” the taur explained bluntly.

“I thought you may have been. I just… didn’t want to assume,” Allure replied, taking his shirt off. It felt awkward stripping in front of another, but he had stripped down to his shoes in due time. At TJ’s suggestion he kept his shoes. The taur offering to buy him new ones if it spared him contact from the sludge in the cistern.

“Why here?” Allure asked.

“Its safe. Protected by the toxic fumes and wastes. Few dare go this far. You risked your life coming here. I’m honestly impressed. I can tell your not bound to Filthville yet. Fresh, still a chance to leave if you wanted,” TJ replied.

“Will I be able to leave after this?” the skunk asked.

“Where we’re going there are no boundaries,” the hellcat explained bluntly, approaching the murky black sludge that bubbled in the cistern. He held out a claw and closed his eyes. Dark fumes of demonic energy welling up from his body, wafting from him like a foreboding steam. The area coming alive with whispers lingering in the air. Incoherent and indecipherable to Allure TJ knew them well. Catharsis did put him in charge of the gate for a reason over any of his other brothers. Reign was the guardian and TJ the gatekeeper those like his other brothers also had their own roles.

Suddenly, all at once the pipes around the cistern ceased belching their vile fluids. The ground shifting and rumbling as floodgates began to raise around the cistern’s offshoots, blocking the flows. Red lights beginning to flash as TJ manipulated the controls embedded in the walls. The panel locations only known to him and one other. An alarm droned above as pumps sprang to life, the skunk able to hear their roar as the cistern began to drain before his very eyes. Sucking thousands of gallons of muck and industrial waste from the cistern exposing a grotto of sorts. Demonic memes glowing over the walls and forboding statues of what could only be described to Allure as monsters were slowly revealed as the bubbling black sludge was piped from the grotto. Revealing the cistern had been built over a canyon-like crevasse in the earth below.

“To ensure its safety we flooded this place with the toxin drains of the refineries. Not even this waste we allow into the main sewers because its actually toxic to those even with the Immuno-C boosters. You must never breathe a word of this place to anyone for any reason. Got it?” TJ turned to Allure, the skunk nodding. “I swear it,” he insisted, the taur nodding as he motioned for Allure to hop on. The taur lowering himself. Stunned, Allure nodded and hesitantly approached him, clambering over on his back like a beginner may try to mount a steed. “Hang on and don’t hop off for anything. Being with me is the only thing that will keep you alive from this point on,” TJ warned.

“Really?” Allure blinked. “The creatures that exist on the bottom make for convenient deterrent to would-be plunderers,” TJ explained. As they ventured down the skunk able to see what TJ was talking about. The stone stairs he padded down even all covered in sludge were regal in design, worthy almost of a palace in itself in ornate design. Pillars lining their sides in regular intervals dripping in the sludge. The concrete and brickwork of the above cistern gave way to a rocky cavern they found themselves in, but it didn’t take long for them to reach a point even Allur couldn’t see anything in the inky blackness of the void below.

“I can’t see,” Allure commented softly, gripping the taur’s back a little tighter. “I can, but this should help ya see what I do,” TJ replied, sticking his palm to a nearby pillar. He dug his claws into the stonework some, grumbling a low growl before billowing a column of flames that let up the brazier next to them. Rather than stay the fiery red and orange of TJ’s fire breath it ignited almost immediately with a burst of otherworldly cyan and blue flames. Allure jumping a little as this sparked a chain reaction to braziers and firepits lighting up all around them. Despite being soaked in sludge it sizzled and burned away as the cavern began to light up to something that left the skunk in awe. They were stepping down into the ruines of what looked to be an entire ancient city. Buildings of Greek, Mayan, and Aztec in design revealed in this sludge-dripping cavern. The macabre statues above lining the walls that were brilliantly carved into the faces of the gigantic cavern.

“What is this place?” Allure asked, genuinely shocked this existed beneath the city and possibly even parts of the sea above.

“This place’s name is Palas. Remnants of a time before any of your western empires were dreamed of,” TJ replied. Even as they padded along Allure noticed even amongst the sludge the pathway was littered in skulls and bones. Some pillars proving to be not traditional pillars at all but spires made entirely of skulls and bone cobbled together.

“What happened?” Allure felt almost afraid to ask, but right now he couldn’t help but be curious. How or why this even existed beneath the city was incredible to the skunk.

“Time… politics… another eldritch being who didn’t like my father that much. Your kind grew more numerous and eventually rebelled and my father’s brother Orias betrayed him. It sparked a civil war that tore this island and this old empire apart. I was there to help fight Orias back through the Gates of Bliss. Orias put lies and poisonous thoughts into their minds of any who would listen. He convinced the people that they were our slaves we were using as a meat mill for selfish reasons. That there was a entire world out there far different than ours where people were ‘free.’ It tore what we had apart in only a few months. By the time we caught wind the rebellion was already beginning. We loved these people more than some of them may knew. We gave them paradise and it came at the cost of never being allowed to return again to these lands for thousands of years. You were likely a child by the time we returned through these gates. What we found was heartbreaking. These people couldn’t survive without us. They feasted on our shit as their sole source of nourishment, without Catharsis’s watchful gaze over these lands the rebirthing pools ran dry. They didn’t know how to survive on their own. Its possible a few may have been able to make it to the mainland but it was unlikely they would have survived. We assume everyone in Palas died of starvation and in-fighting,” TJ explained.

“Father tasked me with guarding this place. A place all their bones can rest in their proper home,” TJ explained, running his hands along the sludge. Allure’s eyes widening as the brushed sludge began to reveal actual gold along the railing.

“It was a long time ago. But this was home once upon a time. As much as it pains me to see it in such a sorry state the waste hides the temptations of man to plunder it,” even as he said it Allure began to notice as the sludge cleared and dripped off of buildings there were veins of gold in the black marble constructions. Some of the statues he saw were either entirely cast in it or covered in it. Ones of beasts with massive cocks proudly throbbing beneath.

Even as they spoke Allure realized they were not alone. Things were chittering and skittering around. Unseen but he knew right away this city was infested with something. Things were moving in some of the windows they passed. Whatever they were it was clear TJ’s presence was making them give them a very wide birth either out of fear or respect.

“Planning The Gulch around here was no mistake. Our mountains of waste over the millennia has turned this place into one of the most oil and natural gas-rich regions in the world. It also made for a convenient way to hide this treasure from those who do not value it as we do. History and a tomb. The rest of the city above was bulldozed and built over this place by what is now modern-day Filthville,” TJ explained.

“I’m sorry to hear that…” Allure began, TJ turning to him with a chuckle. “Don’t read too much into it handsome. The next 24 hours are going to be intense enough. You don’t need me overloading you with my life’s story. It’ll make me feel old haha,” TJ laughed. Allure still thought it heartbreaking to see such a wonderous place covered in sludge and in various stages of disrepair. Even if structurally these stone buildings were kept mostly pristine by the cavern.

They continued to talk for some time, the trek through the city taking hours for the taur to trot through even with his massive legspan. Allure finding out it wasn’t actually pumps he heard but hydraulic doors releasing the cistern into the cavern. The further they went in the sludge disappeared leading to a truly wonderous sight. Temples and terraced villas lined the cavern’s borders midst the ancient city below. Passing grand mausoleums entirely lined with anthro skulls all over the walls and ceilings. Murals of beasts devouring people depicted over some of the walls they passed. These people really did hold a reverence to death. It wasn’t until they rounded a corner Allure saw what he assumed was the ‘gate’ the taur mentioned. Two utterly colossal and jagged black spires that shined like obsidian at the end of the cavern, almost spanning the entire height of the cavern itself as the city continuously dipped lower and lower until they found themselves walking downed terraced stairs that went down what was almost a sheer face cliff. At its base was what looked to be some type of altar between the two gigantic spires. An alter made entirely of gold littered with piles upon piles of skulls and bones. Allure able to hear a soft humming that echoed all around them. Just the sheer scale of this monument left the skunk rather in awe. The spires towering over them at least what Allure could only guess was over 800 feet high. More memes were inscribed over the ground here. Runes that glowed a soft red around the altar. The skunk had to admit just approaching the altar made him feel… warm… maybe even a little aroused from the memetic effects that wafted about. As grim as it looked with piles of skulls taller than TJ strewn about this clearing. This was a place of great joy.

“Alright you time to hop off the TJ express,” the taur explained, getting down on his haunches to allow the skunk to slide off if a little clumsily. TJ chuckling as he reached down to catch the skunk so he didn’t fall flat on his face.

The taur then rose and approached the altar. Putting his hand over what appeared to be an ornate series of dials. Six in all with a glowing blue and cyan gem in the center. The teaur closed his eyes, that black steam beginning to waft from him. All the while Allure able to hear soft whispers beginning to rise all around him before the sounds of stone moving over stone reached his ears. The dials turning seemingly on their own. There was an immediate response from the spire that seemed to begin to light up with veins of glowing red pulsing and surging through them.

“You are probably the first mortal in over 600 years to see this,” TJ mused, having stepped back, giving the skunk a gentle buttbump. As he spoke the dials would stop abruptly seemingly on their own. There was but a momentary pause before particles of light began to appear wafting towards the spires, the air becoming heavier and heavier around them until even to Allure it would feel as if something was boring down ontop of him. Allure able to look up and watch what almost seemed to be static forming between the two spires, not realizing he was facing one of the world’s most massive temporal anomalies ever known in the face. Eventually, the spires formed a gateway of sorts of swirling blue lights that began to form between the spires.

“Go ahead and kick the shoes off. I will enter first, follow me,” TJ explained. The taur trotting up to the threshold of the gateway before he’d venture into it. There was a flash and like that the taur was gone before the skunk’s very eyes. Allure didn’t linger long before scrambling to kick off his shoes and follow the taur’s example. He had to admit his heart was beating more than a little hard as he reached the threshold himself. Staring into what looked to be a stary abyss before he dared to touch the wall of light. It resulting in the skunk feeling his very essence being sucked through the gate. The skunk’s body collapsing in a heap upon the ground.

Before the skunk knew it he found himself stumbling out into darkness. Blinking he found himself surrounded by twisted trees as black as night and bearing leaves that glowed a brilliant purple, blue, and cyan like crystals. He would stare back at several sets of glowing yellow eyes in the fog who’d begin to approach him before a deep, low, guttural growl made his chest practically vibrate from behind.

“He’s not yours,” he’d hear TJ’s voice growl from behind him.

The skunk having fallen over on his backside would watch as the taur’s forepaws came down on both his flanks in front of him, TJ letting out a earth-rattling roar that gave the skunk chills as much as he’d feel it reverberate in his own rib cage. Allure able to feel the taur’s sheath bump him in the back of the head.

“My presence will not deter them forever. You are not safe here. We need to move, now!” TJ commanded, the skunk able to feel the taur raking his claws into the dirt before he shifted, lowering himself.

“Get on and hang on! Don’t let go for a instant!” TJ demanded, the skunk knowing better to object and scrambling to mount the taur.

What followed was a mad sprint for the horizon through a twisted and mangled forest. Allure not prepared for the sheer speed of which the cheetah would bolt off to. It was like riding on a motorcycle that went from zero to over a hundred in seconds. Allure yelling in surprise, hair fluttering with his fur in the cool jet stream of air that blasted him over the face seeing the trees pass by like a speeding bullet train on the path straight into hell. Allure able to see eyes, things moving in the trees but he was moving too fast to see anything other than the dim purple light above.

“Close your eyes! Don’t look up! If you fall off me your dead,” TJ warned, picking up to his blistering fast pace that was without equal on the ground save for a super car. His paws setting the ground alight with flames as he’d rear his head and unleash a ear-shuddering loud roar that stirred the whole forest. Uncharacteristic for a cheetah it was much different, an otherworldly below that was nothing the skunk had ever heard before. A proclamation to the Ghost Wood the prince was home. Allure held on tight and kept his head low and eyes closed as asked.

Almost an hour passed before he felt the cheetah beginning to slow down to a trot, claws clinking over what sounded like stone. He’d hear the sound of what had to have been massive doors being dragged open midst the growling and snarling of beasts. Guttural, harsh, and snapping at something as gears clinked and groaned.

“Alright cutie its safe to open your eyes now. We’re safe here,” TJ would explain, the skunk’s ears twitching as he’d release his shaky grip on the cheetah after having him in a death grip for quite a while.

Around him was a sight he could scarcely put to words. A corridor with ceilings mover than 300 feet tall lined with a brilliant multi-colored sheen of blue and purple. Lights hovering over them in the air as the place seemed to hum with an otherworldly sound or presence the skunk couldn’t put to words. Brilliantly carved statues made into the bases of all the pillars depicting vicious beasts lashing out with fangs and claws bared. Pillars cast in a brilliant stone that resembled marble with veins of gold in it similar to the ruins he had just been in. The statues at the bases of the pillars cast in solid bronze. Even the tile they stepped on was marble polished to an absolute sheen, as black as night and unaffected by the weight of TJ’s gait as his steps made the ground vibrate some from his immense weight. Banners with elaborate tribal markings of some kind hung from the pillars trimmed in gold with golden rods on the top and base of the banners. The place lit with similar-looking braziers like in the city ruins they had been in, casting it all in an icy blue glow.

“W-wha… what is this place?” the skunk asked, reminded of the ruins that had the same marble and designs.

“Home,” TJ replied bluntly, eyes affixed ahead. Even as they spoke massive black claws raked across the marble. Two sets of bright red eyes staring back at them over the lumbering forms of several multi-eyed beasts emerging from around the pillars. Each towering over even TJ in sheer scale as they lumbered in closer. TJ staring at them, stopping close to the two, sniffing gruffly, curiously as if trying to understand what was going on. TJ held Allure by the back of his shoulders, giving him a gentle nudge to walk forward with the cheetah. As they drew nearer the beasts backed down parting way if with hesitation.

“What are they?” Allure breathed, wide-eyed. He had to admit he was the most nervous he’d ever felt seeing those massive fanged muzzles get close. Able to smell the stench of shit and likely all they’d eaten on their breaths. It was one of the vilest things the skunk had ever smelt, but oddly despite being scared his cock was standing-on-end much to his chagrin.

“Mongrels really. The palace guard who feast on intruders and Guardians foolish enough to break in here,” TJ explained. The skunk already thinking one would have to be mad to try and break into this place. It looked built like a fortress. They came across more and more of those creatures prowling and stalking the halls. Some Allure able to even hear their stomachs gurgling and churning. Able to hear muffled screams from the sagging stomach of one of them. Allure didn’t doubt then he had every reason to be afraid. He likely was only alive right now thanks to the cheetah.

Ahead was what appeared to be a massive doorway. A doorway that stretched almost to the ceiling above, narrow and brilliantly decorated with ornate carvings.

“Thiel!” they’d hear a cheerful, almost melodic voice call out. “Yo pops,” TJ called back out, the skunk blinking as he didn’t even see the source of who called the taur’s… name? It seemed so by how he responded.

They entered a chamber lit up dully. The ground here felt… odd, the floor slightly caved in a concave design, Marble tile replaced with more roughly-carved limestone. Around them were massive tendrils , the room lined with them, pulses of light running down them. The taur stopping the skunk when he moved to look up. “Not yet cute stuff,” TJ insisted, catching what Allure was about to do.

Ahead of them in the center of this seemingly cylindrical room the size of a large stadium was an odd figure. Allure realizing he was actually much larger than he thought as they grew nearer. Next to him was a young man, a dark black and gray canine who seemed to be actually floating in air, his bright blue eyes glowing in the dimness. He was reclining back comfortably, holding what looked like a scythe, dressed in a elaborate black and gold robe, black chains dangling from the scythe and waist. They were kissing as they grew nearer, the scythe floating on its own, a massive and wicked looking instrument a dimly-lit lantern dangled from.

“Geeze dad you couldn’t get it out of your system before we arrived?” TJ chuckled, happy to see the two, his tail swaying excitedly.

“Sorry honey. I couldn’t resist. Nnnnf. Not when we just got back from our date in Grand Cross. They have so many handsome boys over there,” the smaller one explained, pulling back from the kiss, licking what almost looked like black tar from his lips.

“Theil who’s this?” the canine asked, licking his lips. His ears and fur pattern suggested he was a border collie. Voice warm and oddly uplifting in how welcoming it felt to the ears.

“Lucious this is my nephew’s friend Allure. He’s hear to see dad. Allure this is Lucious my dad’s boyfriend,” TJ explained, Allure looking bewildered.

“Your father is dating the grim reaper?” Allure commented, almost refusing to believe it. The far larger feline in front of him chuckling, his voice echoing over the chamber around them. “He is a reaper yes, but no Grim Reaper. No one being controls death like that,” the voice chuckled, the big cat beginning to turn around from having his back to Allure the whole time.

TJ rolled his eyes some and smiled, letting his father finally do the thing he had been actively protecting Allure from since they arrived here. He looked right into his eyes before even being able to take in the other features.

Allure froze, eyes widening as they locked with his.

“Surely he warned you,” he chuckled, tail flicking slowly to and thro as he’d step closer. Allure staring into three pairs of eyes staring back at him. The most brilliant and vibrate shade of purple Allure had ever seen. A glowing void Allure could feel himself getting pulled into. Not even realizing it till he flinched slightly, feeling a claw hook under his chin.

“Don’t resist it Allure. Your safe,” TJ replied, rubbing over the skunk’s shoulder reassuringly. “Let him take the helm for now. He’ll guide you through it all.”

“Allure is a nice name. So you’re the one my grandson speaks so fondly of,” Catharsis mused, rising back up, Allure looking up, the thought of losing contact with those eyes scared him. He didn’t want to look away.

He lifted an arm and before Allure knew it he felt like the force on gravity on him had suddenly stopped, being tugged upwards and towards the feline like he was weightless. He did this with but a motion of the claw, allure feeling his arms come around him as he’d lean in close and exhale. A cripst visible steam of sorts exuding from his maw. Washing over Allure’s face before he’d open his maw and drag a thick, long, serpentine tongue over the skunk’s chest. Remarkably clean for someone his grandson liked.

Allure tried to speak but it was becoming hard to even get words out, those eyes dominating his imagination he felt like he was sinking inside of. Everything suddenly feeling warmer, cozier, and tingly. When he spoke it gave Allure chills that made his heart skip beats in passing pangs of excitement.

“You came all this way just to see me. I’m flattered truly,” his last words echoing off the walls. Allure too distracted to notice both doors to the chamber closing on them.

Allure wouldn’t notice it over the endorphins flooding his mind but the corruption was already penetrating deep within him. This feeling he was feeling was the parasite already taking hold within his mind. He could see that muzzle growing nearer, fangs being bared with that tongue licking and running over them.

“Welcome home Allure,” were his words before Allure leaned in and as did the feline, locking lips before the skunk endured one of the most ravishing kisses of his entire life. So very deep it made his chest jump practically, cock giving a heavy throb. Any resisting melting away to him trying to kiss back just as aggressively. Allowed to close his eyes before it only to open them again to a seductive stare.

Allure as we would know him was forever changed into a new monster. To Allure it just felt like the kiss would never end, watching Catharsis’s experiences flash before his eyes. The formation of stars, planets, able to influence and change living organisms around him. A guiding force that loved him. Even as the parasite consumed him whole. It was a cerebral experience, euphoric as it was aggressive. Allure didn’t know he was being consumed by the corruption that was flooding into him.

By the end of it all it was like waking up from a dream only see Catharsis’s eyes staring back at him. Feeling not to dissimilar to a dog let off the leash. Able to breathe, not as captivated as he once was. The cerebral experience was utterly intoxicating, making Allure feel lightheaded like he just had his tenth orgasm from a night of furious masturbation. He got to stare up into the gorgeous abyss that was his father’s eye staring back at him from the sky in this twisted spiral of sin he found himself in. He now knew what this place was. It was poetic this was their den. His new father had a sense of humor that was for certain.

He blinked, mulling over his memories. While he could remember everything in the same capacity he could yesterday it carried a more… detached feeling. Like it was the old chapter of a book he was leaving behind to a new one. One that felt actually… relevant. That was the best way he could describe it. His mind wasn’t his own anymore at least in the capacity he though it to be. When Catharsis said he understood him he meant it. He was surrounded by his brothers and sisters who knew him well. The guards didn’t bat an eye at him now, prowling and roaming around him like he was apart of the place itself.

In truth on some level he was. As TJ tried to explain it he was no longer mortal, but something transcended. Eternal his life would never be snuffed out unless something was actually capable of doing it by force. The most profound thing being when his stomach would rumble and what felt like a wall of shit descended into his colon. Much to his surprise he didn’t realize TJ was shitting almost the entire time they were together. He merely sustained a rift in his backside allowing him to use entire other worlds as his toilet. That backed up by when he closed the rift, that massive pucker began to finally and almost instantly burst open wide to a skeleton-latticed train of hot steamy hellcat shit that spewed out onto the palace floors. The hunger being the next thing to very quickly settle in even as Allure’s logs slammed against the walls and spilled over the floor in amounts that defied belief. Allure looking to TJ grinning some to a massive bulge going down his throat. Faint screams heard as the person devoured struggled against their fate in that hot, moist highway to their demise in that belly. Lowering a terrified man he held by the shoulders Allure opening his maw wide, letting his struggling feet sink into his throat. It was far easier than he ever imagined, throat bulging out over his form until the taur showed the man in down to his chest. Allure could only but whimper as the stretch to his stomach felt absolutely divine. Filling out so very well until the man’s terrified expression disappeared into that throat, Allure gulping his arms down almost akin to one downing a noodle. “Ooooh,” Allure groaned.

“They were some trespassers. We have far more willing prey who serve us in the feeding chambers,” TJ explained, guiding the skunk along as his stomach gurgled and churned. The ‘feeding chambers’ the most extravagat display of debauchery he’d ever witnessed. Wall-to-wall shit and bodies writhing in it all. Piles of poop-stained skeletons piled to the ceilings in this stadium-sized chamber. TJ leaping into the muck with the skunk. People jumped practically into his mouth and climbed up and into his ass. Allure lost track of how many or how long he’d been there. Joining the guards in lounging in the back groaning to farting and shitting hard to make room for more. The air thick with a cocophany of squelching, crackling, belching, farting, and the splattering of shit, bones clattering over bones. Voracanii coming and going fairly regularly when they’d had their fills. They had chutes Allure would watch people slide into before another beast would back its ass up and shit into, forcing them all out into the waiting maws of those below to gulp them down with ravenous delight. With some pointers and coaching from TJ Allure learned how to eat with his ass, his cock, and his maw to descent effect. Allure even enjoyed having others fucked up his ass by some of the larger beasts in this chaotic vorgy. The smells of shit, ass, and cum so very thick in the air it was hard to even see sometimes through the built-up miasma. Occasionally ventalators opened to allow some of the miasma to filter out if only for them to enjoy it building up again like their arousals. Allure lost count of how many times he came. It wasn’t until Allure noticed his energy levels were not waning that he began to ask TJ how long it’d been. TJ belched so loud it made the walls of the room audibly rattle before grinning.

“We don’t tire the same as mortals,” the taur explained, hiking his backside up to unload a massive cable of hot steamy death-studded shit over one of the newer amassing piles. He’d been at it for almost a day and didn’t realize it.

“Your not bad for a fresh blood,” TJ mused, cutting a particularly nasty shart that sent a blast of hot muck and bones clattering over the marble behind them. The cat shaking himself off some. They were drenched head-to-toe in shit.

Allure went to comment with a bit of a smile to when he’d let out a shockingly loud and baritone belch that even surprised him taking a claw to pick a chunk of femur out of his fangs. “Nice one,” TJ chuckled, giving the skunk a playful hipbump.

“Its been a blast cute stuff, but I need to be getting back. My boo is probably getting worried sick about me,” TJ chuckled, missing his prey boy himself when he knew exactly how to press, squirm, and writhe in him in ways that drove him wild. A fine wine of prey boy who went down as smooth as silk to the taur. He had no sooner said his goodbyes that Catharsis returned to see how things were coming along.

He seemed unusually excited leading the skunk down the corridor to the same chamber as he first saw him and Lucious. While the reaper was nowhere to be seen, there was someone else in the room.

“Allure, this is my another of my sons Reign,” Catharsis beamed, smiling brightly. It was a name Allure instantly recognized. Gulping some seeing those rows of massive fangs grinning back at him. Eyes alight in the gloomy darkness of the palace’s dim purple and blue lighting.


-Chapter Two-

The citizens of Laughtran woke up to a usual day like any other. Families made breakfast for their kids to be seen off to school with. People making their commutes to work as the sun’s rays started to wash over the city skyline. This was a world apart from the one Filthville existed on. A interstellar planet apart from the one Allure knew. Different faces but a similar fledgling civilization possibly even further along the technological race than others. Lovers kissed their partners goodbye on their ways to perform their jobs for the day, all not realizing it may have been the last time they’d ever see them again.

Cars would screech to a halt. While the weather forecast called for sunny skies storm clouds began to amass over the horizon, the atmosphere becoming heavy and marked by lightning strikes. Flashes of light, the roar of the thunder stunning people as the storm rolled in with paranormal speed. That wasn’t what made the cars screech to a halt though. It was the resulting Earthquake. The ground began to shake violently. Car alarms going off and dogs barking, windows would explode to the city being shook by a devastating nine point o on the Richter scale. Freeways failing and falling midst a gouge forming in the earth itself, crimson lights shining brightly from the opening abyss. The winds picking up to a forming cyclone in the skies. The rotation in the clouds marked by several sirens going off till they’d come crashing down to the quake. The citizens greeted by what seemed to be the horizon itself being warped. A column of red light merging from the ground. Towering over the suburbs over 800 feet tall. People didn’t know it was a gateway to a hell they’d never witnessed before when the gateway finally opened. The quake died, but in the calm there was reason for greater panic. Some standing in curious disbelief at what they were seeing .

They had no idea they were looking at the Gates of Bliss before they’d open on their woefully unprepared world. The stillness was palpable as birds and insects went quiet. Even the storm clouds seemed to disperse midst the erie silence aside from panic shouts and the city trying to respond to the emergencies that formed midst the chaos. Then chaos would envelope the land again as two massive obsidian spires began to burst from the earth, toppling entire sections of the neighborhood around their immense girth until the spires reached to the dispersing clouds seemingly themselves. A black jagged crag that decimated part of the neighborhoods around it. It was then that column of red light gave way to electric charges surging down the pillars before an inky black abyss began to form between the pillars. From that abyss though would emerge two titans of harrowing size and scale. People looked on in sheer horror and disbelief as the sun was blotted out by their immense shadows. A massive anthropomorphic skunk easily over 600 feet tall alongside a gargantuan wolf taller than even the skunk was standing by his side. Just stepping from the portal made the ground protest and groan as their stride sent shockwaves through the neighborhood that upended roads and set gas lines ablaze, causing fires to ripple out among homes around them. The dust kicking up blowing others off their feet midst homes crumbling like they were made of twigs.

People screamed and ran for their lives just to be toppled over by the sheer weight of the pillar-like legs standing beneath them. Even as the portal closed behind them the two titans smirked some, the skunk turning to the wolf with a booming stride to kiss him on the lips. Making out with the great dire wolf who growled gutteraly and lustfully down his throat, making the skunk’s ears splay and himself shudder in carnal delight. The citizens of Laughtran were already all dead, they didn’t just know it yet. Them just appearing had sealed their fates. They parted lips before the wolf winked at the skunk and the skunk smiled back, blushing a little before nodding. They had rehearsed this before. The wolf teaching the skunk what to do to ensure as little prey escaped as possible.

Allure’s stride sent the earth trembling under the immense weight of millions of main battle tanks stacked ontop of one another. A crushing force that left foot-shaped craters in the ground more than twenty feet deep. People, houses, cars it didn’t matter. That foot came down like a steam press cratering anything beneath it into dust like a steam roller on steroids. Cars skidding and crashing into one another to get away before a booming chuckle and kick was all it took to annihilate an entire street of the neighborhood beneath Allure’s feet. Those closest to the impact vaporized almost from the sheer force of the impact that flattened steel and brick into a finely crushed scent of devastation and others amidst debris sent flying, those still alive torn apart by the tornadic forces sending rubble flying. Others screaming as the corpses of their neighbors landed among them along with the remains of part of the neighborhood.

Allure’s stomach rumbled at a scale others would perceive as rolling thunder practically before he belched. The sound making nearby windows for half a mile around explode midst the toxic miasma that bellowed from his fang-laden maw. The skunk not interested that much in the sleepy suburb beneath him, no. He had his sights set on the plan, which started with the train rails and airport. While Reign flanked left the skunk went right before Laughtran’s international airport. The skunk’s eyes flashed, a flurry of psychic energy sent out to come crashing down into the earth with the force of a rouge comet blasting the trainyards of Laughtran’s main train yard into nothing but a memory as the psychic waves tore everything apart. Turning the train yard into nothing but a massive torn gouge into the land, raped by a single blow from the skunk that wasn’t even physical. He was hungry and the train yard wouldn’t satiate him like the airport would.

The people of the airport having just recovered from the shock of the earthquake had no idea what was coming their way until they heard the footsteps. It was hard not to hear them for many miles around with every step the skunk took that pile-drove those beneath him into nothing more than a memory. When others in the airport began to realize what was on the horizon a panic rose within the compound. Sirens that could still function going off across the city midst the giant’s rampage, eyes fixed on a source of escape he wouldn’t tolerate. Pilots frantically making last-second adjustments would scramble to take to the tarmac not caring for input from the panicking control tower that was helpless to control the pandemonium on their runways. Not heeding tower commands commercial jets attempted to take off midst the chaos, able to see what was heading their way on the horizon. Allure merely chuckled to how thoughtful they were bringing him fresh meat right to him. The airliners had to take off in his general direction.

Passengers huddled in the fuselage starting to scream as the jet was seized within a psychic pull that tore the wings clean off the plane within moments of taking off. The plane’s momentum being used against it to guide the wreckage straight into Allure’s mouth who chomped down on the exploding airliner like it was a zesty appetizer. Anyone not instantly killed by the impact unfortunately alive to see the wreckage’s descent down the skunk’s ravenous esophagus. Airliners who attempted to flee encountering an identical fate. 747s ferrying hundreds of bodies straight into Allure’s maw like a convenient drone delivery service before he even arrived on the tarmac.

Those huddling in the main concourses shouting and screaming in terror as the lights went out and dust rained down from above. Unaware that the walls around them were no barrier to the god in equivalent about to come crashing down on them. Allure prioritized the runway, picking up pace before he’d hurdle his claws into the tarmac of the first runway of the airport. The impact sending seismic waves that sent airlines and jets toppling under the force of the impact alone. He claws tearing immense gouges into the concrete rendering the first runway a disaster zone. A angry gouge torn into the land where a runway once stood.

A similar fate befalling the other two runways before the horrified onlookers of the tower began to panic seeing the giant approaching them after having annihilated their runways in one singular fell blow each a gorge torn into the earth more than forty feet deep where a runway once stood. What made Allure want to chuckle a little to himself as was the ease it was all done. These were truly his little toys… his playthings to do as he pleased with. It was almost too easy.

A panicked airline that attempted to taxi having but mere moments before the plane was picked up as if the massive craft was nothing but a toy. Sparks spraying out over the passengers inside as screams and panic ensued midst the craft having both its wings torn right off before the pilots watched in abject horror to the plane being lifted around to the skunk’s backside before the plane was engulfed nose-first into that voracious pucker. Light leaving the windows of the fuselage as the plane was forced deep into the giant’s colon that engulfed the flimsy aircraft with remarkable ease, making Allure shudder in delight feeling it go up into his shit-packed depths. Others still alive able to witness windows shattering and bone-filled shit flooding the wreckage of the fuselage before it all became engulfed midst a gargantuan turd descending down that colon. A proper feast for the parasites within. Very eager to liberate these mortals from their flesh.

The tower was next on the skunk’s hit list after the airliner. Those only able to look on, helpless to run fast enough before the skunk was upon them, hovering above the tower before he sat on it like it was a dildo. Concrete shattered and crumbled like it was mere sand before the entire body of the tower was ripped up and lifted up into the colon of the skunk. The last traces of the wreckage sealed by that winking pucker, the skunk sighing in clear satisfaction from the spread it offered. That was until he smirked, licking his lips. Bowels rumbling as the only warning others received before he flagged tail and farted hard.

Anyone caught scrambling below would be vaporized, turned to a mere skidmark midst the chaos. One massive ‘ppppllrlrttbbbt’ and the toxic winds of miasma collapsed a quarter of the airport. Glass and steel melted under the awesome effects of the most horrid smell any of those still trapped in the airport had ever experienced. It violated olfactories to send most into compulsive puking fits, vomiting their guts up in sheer horror and disgust from the worst stench they’d ever experienced in their lives. The fumes melted part of the face of the airport clean off, sending fragments of metal and concrete flying to spray into anyone below like a shotgun blast. Some reduced to a bloody paste over the pavement just from the flying debris alone. Let alone the choking stench that sent the entire area reeling in horror. The sloppy wet fart able to be heard from miles around, its sheer volume enough to make windows explode that were not melted by the fumes. The terrified airport not prepared for what came next, the roof being ripped off from over them to the skunk’s grinning face before that tongue came crashing down into the tiling and concrete, scooping people up by the hundreds into the waiting jaws of the giant. Allure lifted his chin skyward, gulping the crowd down he’d amassed in his mouth, a visible bulge going down his throat from all the meat he’d just swallowed in one go. Excellent, even if it didn’t even put a dent in his ravenous hunger.

Again and again that tongue came down, scooping entire crowds up trampling and crawling over one another to try in vain to get away. Clouds of people tossed into the air before disappearing into the skunk’s wide open and waiting jaws. The skunk giving a little chuckle before swiping his cock over part of the compound, using his own erection to rip the ceiling off of more of the compound. Steel and concrete may as well have been loose sand to that almighty cock that throbbed so very hard with need, sending hot boiling jets of precome rocketing like artillery into nearby highways and buildings. Those caught in the splashes would experience their flesh practically being boiled off their flesh midst the immense heat that boiled them alive. Others luckier to be crushed alive from the impact alone. The jets of precome cutting into buildings like a bandsaw to wood so poor it ripped apart on contact. What turned into a holiday rush at the airport ended in a horrifying slaughter that made onlookers watching on the news feel sick to their stomachs watching the carnage unfold. That was before a flick of that tail swatted the news helicopter out of the sky like the measly little fly it was.

All the while more highways and train lines were annihilated by Reign. Those looking up in heart-stopping terror as busses and cars disappeared into that massive open maw that crashed into the road with enough force to throw vehicles like mere toys. Luckier folk set ablaze by oil tanker trucks exploding from igniting midst the force of the impact that tossed the semi-truck like a little tonka truck. All of them disappearing into and down that hot moist throat. Into a acid bath thousands were sharing below. At least the deaths of the incinerated were quick. Mercy compared to the fates that countless others were sharing in that ravenous belly that gurgled and churned. Reducing countless souls into another load within the skunk’s ass.

The skunk may have been more effeminate looking, but his balls almost spilled over the ground, all four of them like unparalleled wrecking balls smashing everything the skunk stepped over more than two stories tall. Next was the bay area to cut off the last lines of escape. People trampled over one another flooding the piers in a mad rush to escape what they saw on the news coming. A desperate attempt to escape, not realizing while as fast as they could run a single stride of one step of the skunk traversed almost a eighth of a mile like it was nothing. Try as they may there was no outrunning the skunk anthro who was seen on the horizon for the ships in the bay within ten minutes after the total destruction of the airport.

Ship crews looking on in disbelief as the giant in the media feeds took to the shores. A gas station exploding under the skunk’s foot, not even making him flinch while jets soured overhead. That was before Those jets exploded in mid-air, having caught the gaze of Reign who took care of those minor annoyances for Allure.

“Mother of god…” a captain of a cruise liner would collapse, falling to the floor from his help watching those massive legs sink into the waves. He knew just by looking at this sadistic grinning giant they were all doomed. Try as they may the cruise liner would not outrun this horny god on wrath. Horny was what Allure absolutely was, licking the debris from his lips while his stride kicked up waves that rocked the boat violently. The cruise liner having but mere moments before screams rang out on the deck. Lights sparked and exploded as the whole boat was violently racked by the titan seizing it. Tables and equipment slid and came bursting out of windows while others held onto what they could for dear life. The skunk’s massive claws raking into the superstructure of the boat like the blade of a guillotine executing its accused. The claws slicing through several of the boat’s decks crushing those not turned to paste on contact before the skunk seized the boat like one would a large cheeseburger and began to tip the boat back, lifting it out of the water and into the air, mouth open. Hundreds being flung from trying desperately to hold on before they fell into he gaping abyss of that huge fang-laden maw. Those foolish enough to cling to tables and anything not bolted down scrambling before they’d loose their footing and joint he countless others falling into the waiting highway to their fleshy doom below. Just grabbing the ship in this way doomed it, Allures claws slicing into the hull making just releasing the boat a death sentence to anyone left aboard. Miles out it was waist-deep to Allure but with no lifeboats left intact others would not be as lucky even as they held o or tumbled in their cabins. The boat tossed down, shattering in two while the giant grinned, turning his attention to other boats trying to flee the bay.

The bridge above the bay buckled and crumbled under the weight of the feral wolf who sank his claws into the base of the bridge, making the massive monument buckle and sway violently. Cars sliding off the edges tossed and rolled off by the shockwaves of the beast merely starting to attempt to step onto it before the girders gave out under the immense weight. The first tower of the bridge buckling and beginning to lean before it started to crash down on the road beneath it, toppling it all into the bay midst a chain reaction of devastation. Reign had arrived in the bay to meetup with Allure as planned.

Those on the shore scrambled for their lives as the two titans made landfall, having decimated every boat in the city’s entire bay, their crews and passengers filling their gullets with their churning remains. Reign’s stomach growled as much as Allure’s did when their claws sank into the loose sands of the terrified bay. The sandy shore that were about to lay witness to the greatest catastrophe their entire planet has ever witnessed.

Reign merely cast a wicked grin, glancing at Allure who also grinned, the two flagging their tails high. To say they shat doesn’t do the record books any justice. They used the bay of the entire city as a woefully tiny toilet bowl for their resulting load that turned the bay area into a harrowing mountain of death higher than anything the city had ever seen. Shit, shit that stretched higher than the Himalayas themselves before the two finally pinched off. The bay was gone, the foothills of semi-solid mountain of shit and death of the likes of which would re-define the geography of the area forever. Others would look on in terror as the first logs would make impact with the bay, sending a tsunami of water ripping into the boundaries of the bay as the two titans used it like the pathetic little toilet bowel it was. Others hugging one another as a wave of brown-spackled water more than two hundred feet high crashed into the boundaries of the bay with enough subtlety to make a MOAB look laughable in comparison. The two were just shitting in approving delight to their feast thus-far and the city bay had already proven to be a pathetically small receptacle to their waste.

Reign able to sense the annoyances approaching them. This nation was rich enough to have scrambled a aircraft carrier in pursuit of them in escort of more than twelve missile destroyers. The citizens able to see the horizon being marked by streaks of smoke as hundreds of cruise missiles centered in on the two titans on the shore. Reign merely turning about, listing his head, and unleashing a seismic roar that would scar the city area in its impact. The shockwaves knocked all the incoming missiles right out of the sky, misdirecting them into the city itself or detonating mid-air as that roar made the bay ripple in sheer terror to the godly strength of those lungs. Windows for miles around exploded and the sheer volume of his voice registered a 10.2 on the Richter scale that tore nearby buildings apart. The fleet approaching didn’t know what hardly hit them before the aircraft carrier was listed up midst a tsunami more than 400 feet high ripping out from the decimated pay area, the sheer power of Reign’s voice alone listing the ship and sending it tumbling into he waves, capsizing the vessel and plunging its aircraft into the watery depths below.

This proved to be a death stroke to any military response the nation could possibly muster, sent reeling by the sheer power of its agents of death who bore down on them like the grim reaper.

Allure all but smirked as skyscrapers slowly sank and buckled under every throb and pulse of his cock that swallowed them up with a glee that filled his balls with need as much as his stomach drove him forward as well.

At one point the skunk turned to the downtown area marked by columns of smoke and a panicking populace beneath before a wicked idea crept into his mind. In full view of Reign who was downing an apartment complex into his jaws the titan anthro took aim with his cock before grunting, grinning as he start to piss. The hot superheated boiling jets of acrid death cut into buildings like they were a slice of cheese being cut up by a knife. The sheer pressure makind some buildings explode and carving others clean in half. The resulting acrid flood boiling others alive and melting others not boiled alive in a flow of death riddled in a sea of bones from all who had died in the skunk’s bladder. The flow of piss washing against the banks of the mountain of shit he’d made alongside the wolf. People would run for their lives before being washed away by the deadly golden flow.

Allure all but cheerfully swayed his cock about, his flow of piss crashing into the city with enough force buildings collapsed if they were not outright cut in half by the flow.

Reign looming above the skunk before he’d be toppled over, crashing over almost a dozen city blocks the impact of his collision reduced the entire area into a shattered cataclysm of destruction. Feeling that maw come down around his cock. All the while Lucious panted in need, cock throbbing, crossing his legs as he gasped and grimaced in pure euphoria. Toes curling and hands gripping into fists as he grit his teeth and threw himself back. He came, harder than he had in awhile as he felt the flow of souls flow through him by the thousands. Clinging to Catharsis who kissed him deeply and told him to let it all out as the city died on that world. Its two executioners wreaking havoc in the city’s desperate dying gasps.

The skunks’ eyes rolling in back of his head some as he put his hands on either side of Reign’s bobbing head, fellating the skunk with a fervor as that glorious tension rose in his loins. Eventually it proved too much and Allure came again, this time right down Reign’s throat. His hyper potent seed being blasted int the beast’s stomach to wreak untold havoc on his digestive system. The skunk’s unusual spunk causing the great beast’s stomach to gurgle and groan with

Allure was slack jawed, holding onto the sides of Reign’s face for dear life before he unloaded down his throat. The giant hurking as a flash flood of millions of gallons of seed spilled into him, working their magic on the monster’s bowels that groaned and gurgled in protest. The world behind the lupine descending into chaos as he’d shit hard. Sputtering, farting as it nastily splattered and spewed forth with the intense ferocity of a hydrogen bomb. Allure moaning as he crashed into the muck, feeling the balls of the feral beast weighing down on him as he’d part those massive ass cheeks. Only to have the best view in the house when Reign would cut loose and shit hard above him. The sheer force of the onslaught of shit toppled the mountain of dung behind them sending a rocketing column of shit sewing high into the sky to come crashing down into the Atlantic with he subtlety of a meteor. The west coast only able to hang on as for dear life before the coastline was eradicated by the resulting tsunami from the explosion of shit. A massive wall of brown that would come spilling over the coast like a landslide, sweeping away panicked citizens, cars, and buildings alike along the coast. All midst a deafening roar from that hot, sticky, messy noise baritone and splattering from that huge beefy bunghole with vigor.

A shiver running up both their spines as they hiked ass and both shat hard. Their logs gaining airtime traveling for many miles before impacting the water with enough force to make the bomb that dropped on Nagasaki look tiny in comparison. It paling in comparison to the blast alone of the initial tide of shit that ripped the western coastline of the nation apart. A shallow pond to the amount of shit outpoured that would dwarf the Himalayas and fill the sea itself as but a helpless little toilet bowel in the face of those titanic shitting asses. Those twin arcs of shit spewing forth hundreds of millions of gallons of dense skeleton-speckled shit. When the two finally decided to pinch off you could not tell a bay had even been there in the first place, a massive new peninsula of dung jutting out proudly from the coastline. A mound of steaming hot death that dwarfed all the skyscrapers in front of them that would look small in comparison. Any and all boats that they hadn’t devoured would get crushed or beached midst the flow of shit. Now, now there was no escape for the poor citizens of Laughtran.

-Chapter Three-

People ran for their lives in pure terror as the skunk would casually walk down the boulevard. Reign groaning as he’d shart, toppling over a building behind him midst the messy and bassy flatulence that vaporized anyone left alive in that building into nothing but a skidmark as the blast of gas reached temperatures enough to burn others alive, let alone the toxic fallout that made people’s lungs simply fail. Drowning in their body’s own fluids. The skunk ripping off the front of a tour bus trying to flee and tipping the vehicle back above his mouth, letting dozens simply fall into his mouth. The skunk’s stomach burbling before he’d smirk and belch hard. The hard acrid gas flash-boiling those left inside alive while the paint would get stripped clean off the vehicle before parts of it simply began to melt. Allure jumping a little, but chuckling as he felt Reign’s paw guide him by his cock down to the tram line below him. A passing train being put directly into the line of danger. The terrified conductor attempting to throw on the breaks, but there fate had already been sealed. The breaking distance of the tram not nearly long enough to prevent it from barreling straight into the skunk’s massive, drooling piss slit. The front end of the train disappearing right away into the massive skunk’s shaft, the train making the scarcest traces of an outline before the skunk groaned, grabbed the sides of his cock and PULLED. Metal crinkling like a crushed soda can midst the train getting pulled and sucked in by that ravenous cock. Those not crushed to a paste outright bracing themselves in horror before they were dumped into that massive twin sets of ballsacs that glowed with a golden aura about them. The occupants being dumped into a boiling hot cauldron of the skunk’s reproductive slop that would begin to eat people alive still having survived the traumatic event. Reducing the crowd to gallons upon gallons more of that hyper-potent ballpuke that ran down the skunk’s murderous shaft with a particular tingle of delight.

The power grid of the city had long-since failed. News of the attack only coming in bits and pieces to the worried masses since those ominous black spires emerged from the ground below. Schools and stadiums turning into disaster shelters as fast as the city could assemble them together. The order to evacuate the city having never had been issued when Reign was busy targeting their communications and power networks while the skunk worked on cutting off avenues of escape. These people in the football stadium of the city had no idea what was coming their way until the skunk and wolf’s grinning faces appeared over the walls. People falling over in sheer disbelief before others started making for a mad dash to seek shelter further in the stadium. Only for the main exists to the stadium to crumble before their very eyes, locking them into the generous food bowl they had made for them.

“After you,” Reign ever the gentleman would grin and buttbump the skunk who eagerly approached the stadium. His feet making the support beams of the stadium buckle and fail, others not in the stadium’s main area in that sector getting buried alive in the rubble as the skunk mounted the sides of the stadium like stepping into a hot tub. Others being knocked off their feet as his gigantic hands came down and began to scoop people up by the handfuls. Those not crushed to death living long enough to see themselves tossed back and down the skunk’s gullet with a loud gulp. The skunk shuddering as it felt as good as he imagined with them squirming on their way down, feeling over his throat as the masses of crowds were forced along by his crushed esophagus to dump them into their acid-filled doom. The skunk sporting a descent-sized belly from all those he’d devoured from the way over here alone. Reign crashing into the stadium with his mouth wide open engulfing hundreds attempting to flee the stands with the gigantic feral strolling into the killbox there prey had so conveniently made for them.

Allure helped shove entire handfuls of the crowd into and past the wolf’s pucker lips, helping pack the wolf’s colon with fresh meat. All while starting to tend to the needs of his ravenous ballsac that churned and gurgled with need. Panting, allure shuddering as he felt them go down. It felt good beyond words sending thousands to their creamy jizz-filled doom in his ballsac.

The two after having cleared most of the stadium of its ocupants who laid dead or dying in their stomachs, colons, and ballsacs the two giants took a moment to let their distended and gurgling stomachs settle. Those nearby unaware of the catastrophe about to be unleashed upon them.

“Oof… whatever you cum did to me its working fucking magic on my stomach… goddamn…” Reign chuckled, belching lowly before others would see that tail lift and flag high. Allure fondling and stroking over that stomach fondly whilst kissing the feral beast again.

“Let it out,” Allure would only coax Reign, eager to see what disaster he’d wrought with his own seed.

It was then Reign pucker exploded in a way that made mount Saint Helen’s look like child’s play. People’s eardrums burst to the roaring boom that made those nearest to the detonation simply drop dead from an almighty roar from that ass that began to fart like Allure had never seen it before. It kicked up winds so fierce towers toppled as their faces were flash-boiled to temperatures that made solid steel melt. Those not caught up in the heat blast were swept away midst gale-force winds in the excess of over 600 miles an hour. Cars and trucks were flung like mere toys caught in the direct line of fire. It was so loud buildings nearest that ass simply imploded as if struck by a nuclear blast.

“F-fuuuuck” Reign grunted, before sharting hard again. The hot sloppy second round sent projectiles of hot steamy death slamming into buildings with the subtlety of a large-scale meteor shower. Projectile shit slamming into and carving immense gouges into buildings that toppled skyscrapers like they were made of cards. This was all before the worst of it all. Those killed midst the blast itself, well they were the lucky ones.

What came next was a whole new horror for the terrified city under siege. Those outside the blast radius could only look on midst an angry brown cloud of what could only be described as death personified swept over the city. Engulfing everything in its path like a pyroclastic cloud from an angry volcano. People were knocked off their feet before being subjected to the toxic cloud that made anthrax look tame in comparison. Paint peeled and rotted off walls. Birds simply dropped dead from the skies midst the smog that chocked the life from people’s lungs that were subjected to the horrendous torture of just existing in this toxic choking cloud of stench so horrid words could not describe it.

People projectile vomited in the streets, olfactories violated so very much just breathing the air brought them unimaginable agony. Their eyes stung before they were rendered blind by just being exposed to the superheated fumes that singed their exposed flesh and simply began to digest people alive until they dropped dead, lungs failing them within minutes of exposure. Those cowering in the creaks and crevasses huddled as the smog swept in, giving them a more gruesome fate than those who were caught in the open.

The fumes and smog was so dense and thick it blotted out the sun itself whose rays were powerless to penetrate the miasma. Reign only licking his lips and hiking ass higher, a third round of flatulence so powerful it made the clouds themselves above disperse as the local Jetstream itself was interrupted by the beast merely farting. Spewing that choking death cloud high into the skies to be carried with the winds. A cruel fate for anyone downstream from where this carnage was taking place.

Reign let it rip for the better part of ten whole minutes before the only thing that stopped this massacre was a renewed torrent of shit from that ass. The damage having already been down. The entirety of the downtown area was engulfed in this bog the wolf had created. Paws smashing vehicles underfoot flattening them like the little toys they were to the two giants who turned their sights to the rest of the city not yet raped by their rampage.

Allure blushing some watching the wolf lay on his side, gargantuan throbbing rod exposed and throbbing proudly. Gnarled with veins thicker than one-way roads and a length that dwarfed some of the skyscrapers still left standing in this rampage of theirs.

“Pump that mausoleum into me,” Reign sneered, offering the skunk his cock. Allure needed not be offered twice and approached the wolf if with a little nervousness. Not that he was intimidated but excited beyond words. He took the sides of that huge, fat canine shaft and brought his equine tip to that spaded piss slit. Pressing harder and harder until Allure shuddered as he felt his shaft starting to slide into the wolf’s. Those left alive on the ground could only watch as the ground rumbled and trembled to the skunk’s thrusts when he slid in all the way till Reign’s cocktip kissed the root of his shaft. The skunk quickly building up a thrusting rhythm, tongue hanging out in pure lust. All too eager to give this to Reign, the fires of his passion. The two grunting and huffing as reign timed his own thrusts with Allure’s, clenching his urethra to make it a particularly tight squeeze for the skunk. That same cock harder and stronger than steel itself milking the skunk for every last drop he had. Naturally pulling, tugging the skunk in who could only lean in and kiss the wolf before he went slack jawed and shuddered, groaning as he came. Balls gurgling as a viable small ocean of bone-filled cream was rocketed down Reign’s urethra into his own balls until they grew so immense Reig couldn’t even roll back over onto his feet again if he tried, his sac engorging and engulfing everything behind it, toppling buildings and crushing them under the immense growing heft. This proved to be better than anything the wolf had previously tried with his cock. The euphoria palpable as his balls gurgled in pure bliss from the mass graveyard of potent slop that had been spewed into them unceremoniously.

“Now. Show me that you got what it takes to claim what you crave most,” Reign cooed. This a defining moment for the two. Reign looking on with a grin as Allure smirked and pulled out of the canines cock, showering remnant seed over him and his shaft. The wolf rolling over onto his back as the skunk straddled his chest with his legs, leaning back till he felt that cock line up to his murderous pucker. Allure shoving himself back, shuddering as he’d feel the pressure mount and mount until he felt that cock begin to push in, prying his pucker wider and wider still as that shitter engulfed that towering cock that began to disappear into the other towering macro’s guts.

Allure grit his teeth and Reign let his tongue roll out, huffing in pure delight as he felt his cock pile-drive into the first ass in awhile suited to actually survive his debauchery and not only live to tell the tale, but use it to bring about the darkest chapters of this world’s history. No one watching the two fucking could have guessed Reign was arming another doomsday weapon that was already gurgling and preparing to explode from the wolf’s own asshole.

Allure’s heart raced, the spread up his own asshole was so immense it made his own senses reel from the girth alone. The skunk raking his claws into the asphalt below, tearing gouges into the city streets as his feet toppled buildings smashed to rubble to allow him better grip. Allure riding that cock for all he was worth. It bowed out his stomach and chest to extents some may have considered obscene, pile driving those dying in his stomach to a find pulp and dust as anything left alive would be subject to a blender of havoc from that cock churning the contents of the skunk’s own stomach.

“H-hah! Aah… give me it. Give me everything you got!” Allure panted, shuddering as that cock sent him into he starworld with each and every punishing thrust. Their rutting generating earthquakes and shockwaves that’d register as a solid earth-shattering 12 on the Richter scale sending any buildings left nearby crumbling around survivor’s ears. Those in the streets ony could be all the more ignorant that this unholy display would bring about a cataclysm that would be the epitaph on the gravestone of their entire civilization.

Reign practically saw black spots as he came so hard he roared and bucked wildly and furiously into Allure’s death chute. Unleashing a flash flood of millions of gallons of cum that also carried Allure’s unique gastro-intestinal properties. So much he was filled within the first second or two alone, the skunk hurking before hot sickly yellow cock sludge would spew forth from his maw and nostrils alike. Riddled with and carrying rivers of bone and skeletons with it from all those who died in their ballsacs.

Reign spewed and spurted like a erupting volcano within Allure, before the beast pulled out and rubbed his cock over the skunk’s back, firing off boiling hot sticky artillery that would rain down on the northern side of the city like the wrath of a god. Those only able to look on, helpless to escape their fate before huge globules and jets of demon jizz cut into the land like a saw blade cutting a huge angry gouge into the land tearing apart buildings and streets alike.

The skunk shuddering, whimpering in bliss as his stomach gurgled and churned, exposed to the same torment Reign was experiencing from the havoc going on in his own murder chamber that was his guts. Gurgling and burbling Allure groaned, holding his hugely distended stomach that was not helped by Reign’s weight ontop of him. The two staring into the other’s eyes before they kissed again. Allure was never ready for something more in his life until this moment. His heavier dose arguably sending him over the edge faster than Reign.

While devastated and largely in ruins those could only turn to witness what would be the last sight they’d ever see alive. Those two giants in the rubble next to the stadium before death swung open its arms and embraced the entire city in its unholy grasp.

It came in the form of a earth-rattling gurgle and churning, Reign more aggressively kissing Allure , tail flagged high as his pucker winked and pulsed. The earth trembling beneath the awesome power of those colons that were preparing to unleash hell incarnate upon this world.

The fireworks kicked off with another nasty, burbling and wet shart from Reign that ripped out like a canon with a barrel more than half a mile wide. Reign going slack jawed a moment, drooling over Allure’s neck as for once in such a long time he began to push. Full force, holding nothing back. He was going to SHIT and didn’t care who suffered the consequences of it. This world unprepared for what was about to befall it. Reign listing his head and bellowing out in pure bliss as his pucker erupted to extents that made Tambora look like a pushover. Those nearby could only look on in awe and pure horror as the shockwaves ripped buildings apart and made the earth beneath them crumble and crack apart beneath an almighty quake of the likes of which the world had never seen before. People would be torn from slumber awakened to the almighty roar of that ass more than fifty miles away. Announcing the start of what would be the apocalypse for the few remaining inhabitants of this beleaguered and tortured city.

Lovers held one another, watching as the shockwaves ripped out. Families held one-another tight before their entire existence on this planet was erased in one deadly, god-like shart that annihilated everything not them within a three mile radius. This being only the mere warmup as Allure groaned and began to shart himself as well. Amplified countless times by Allure’s unholy elixir surging through both their colons both could only brace for the unimaginable ecstasy they’d experience at the entire planet’s expense.

The cloud of death would surge over hundreds of miles as others over the mountains could only watch as a angry brown smog began to overtake the mountain tops. The skies ran black as night as the miasma spilled over the mountain peaks and descended upon the desert like a blanket of pure death that destroyed every last thing it touched.

Trees would wither and rot into rotten husks, birds dropped dead from the skies, rodents and small animals were the first to perish followed by the anthro populace as the toxic smog crashed into cities below with bloody effectiveness that made anthrax look laughable in comparison. Engulfed in the toxic cloud that killed everything it touched.

At ground zero buildings disintegrated into dust as the two giants farted hard, clearing the way for the main event that would unleash a horror unlike anything mankind had witnessed on that continent. People would experience their flesh burning off their very bones midst the heat blast alone. This would only prove only the beginning of a day that would be burned into the hearts and minds of this continent forever.

The city sent reeling from the awesome power that had been displayed already, but now both demons had to SHIT and nothing in their way would be spared.

The resulting torrent of logs shattered the sound barrier as they crashed into the earth with enough force it tore apart the upper crust bulldozing entire population centers that only had a moment’s notice before they were annihilated beneath millions of tons of demon shit.

Those not killed outright over the mountains could only watch in terror as shit overtook the mountain peaks and began to roll down the slopes annihilating everything in their path like a landslide of hot and steamy death that bulldozed and destroyed everything it touched.

The two collapsing on one another in pure bliss kissing and shitting hard as the nation behind them was washed away midst a apocalyptic landside of slurry that would make any wildfire look small in comparison. What was left of this one great and mighty city over four million souls was smashed midst that almighty shart that annihilated the few remining inhabitants in what could have only been described as a cataclysm of untold proportions.

Reign and Allure’s assholes were spread open to their very limits as they bellowed smog and hot creamy shit that splattered forth with the combined power of a hydrogen bomb detonating every few seconds. The resulting flow of semi-solid dung toppled and buried entire buildings.

To those on the other coasts of this continent the nightmare was just beginning. Announced only by a loud rumbling within Reign and Allure’s stomach. To Reign’s suggestion both rose again, simply holding their gurgling stomachs, Reign groaning as his toes curled over the wreckage beneath his feet. Allure had forced him to do something he normally didn’t do, but he couldn’t be bothered to protest, if anything he was very excited. It wasn’t every day he’d have to truly shit for once, now that was exactly what he was going to do.

Not having an audience sucked so Reign quickly took them away with his shadow fade into the heart of a new city down the coast, away from the now smoldering graveyard that was all that was left of Laughtran. Those left alive by some miracle would only suffer a slower demise with many undoubtedly trapped in various places unaware they’d been buried alive under several hundred feet of demon shit. If the fumes not doing them in the lack of oxygen, food, and water would in due time.

This new city however would have front row seats to the best and possibly last show on their planet, watching these two giants shit. A nearby stadium interrupted to the horrid stench that was just those two looming nearer until people dropped what they were doing, watching as two gigantic asses loomed over their stadium. Only able to watch as those puckers yawned wide around a log of shit three quarters of a mile wide. The two smirking cheekily to one-another, snickering as the skunk held up his hand, three fingers held out.

“Three, two, one GO!” impromptu but anyone nearby were just witnessing the countdown to their extinction in the most putrid form imaginable. Both grit their teeth and for the first time in Allure’s time as a Voracanix and the first time in months for Reign both began to finally push instead of just letting it ease out. Everything up to this point being what was merely coming out on its own. Now, now they were trying.

A hot steaming load came bursting out of that ass so fast both turds broke the sound barrier coming rocketing out with more power than five times that seen detonated by the atomic bomb on Nagasaki. A log of shit more than a mile wide spackled with the corpses and bones of the last city fermented in that vile steaming log of death that would slam into the stadium outright for Allure, Reign aiming higher. The mere shockwave from the impact made the stadium crumble and shatter like it may have just been made of glass, the winds kicked up sending those nearby flying and others experienced their eardrums bursting from the concussive roar that was these two’s squelching and sputtering as they truly shat. Others would get to see an arc of brown fly across the city like a comet passing over before it slammed back into the earth by hitting the metaphorical backboard so to speak by pile-driving into the mountains behind the city.

Allure’s log would tear up and upend entire city blocks in what was fractions of a second. So fast those on the ground didn’t even have time to process their own deaths. Buildings shattered and were crushed like a perverse steamroller to that log surging out at speeds that made a commercial airliner seem slow even at full speed. Hundreds of millions of tons of shit surging out at eye-watering speeds that defied belief. The seismic shock caused buildings to crumble with the city sent instantly reeling to a quake that would have a magnitude close to that of a fifteen to those closest to the destruction. So powerful even cities miles away would be shaken by the earth rumbling and protesting to what was being inflicted upon it.

Not that the city would have long to panic. With every second that passed those two’s logs exceeded four miles in the lengths they created surging out of those erupting assholes. The two shitting at speeds that exceeded 16000 miles an hour in the equivalent. There was no construct made by the hands of man that could outrun this apocalypse. With just a cheeky sway of his ass Allure erased more than a quarter of the city with that one pass that sent logs of shit barreling into skyscrapers that buckled and toppled, bulldozed and caught up in a tide of unstoppable shit that would erase more than a million lives in the time it’d take someone to take a sip of tea.

Those not thrown off their feet outright would witness the skyline disappearing under a wall of shit that eclipsed the mountains and would come swooping right down over them. They couldn’t very well leave anyone out of the fun after all. What were bustling city streets in one moment now were but a mere memory crushed and pile-driven into the crust beneath under more than a mile of shit. The only thing that prolonged the few remaining slivers of land left untouched in this city was it just felt so very good both couldn’t hardly concentrate. Cocks throbbing and spurting to this incredible feeling of their assholes being pressed to their limits. But they’d join the rest in the coming minutes if the residual fumes wafting from those logs didn’t do them in first.

Both giants exchanged low rumbling belches, feeling along their cocks, rubbing and grinding against the steamy destruction beneath them, firing thick ropes of precum that carried bones and remnant debris from all those who were churned in their ballsacs, raining down upon the mounds of waste below. Nearby cities not having to wait long before the ground would begin to rumble and quake, brown appearing on their horizons surging forth at blistering fast speeds.

-Chapter Four-

Reign and Allure bother groaned, farting and sharting hard still, lounging in their own respective mounds. Allure playfully waving a paw and chuckling before belching again, a thick plume of brown bellowing forth from those rows of fangs that were thickly covered in remnant shit, bones, and debris from all they’d eaten.

“God that was great,” Allure panted, cock still throbbing and tickling, drooling remnant seed from what had to have been his fifth orgasm alone since they started sharting and shitting. He never thought just shitting would satisfy him as much as sex itself but he was proven delightfully wrong. His asshole still tingling as well from the shitstravaganza.

Reign belching again, stomach rumbling more quietly this time. Hiking a leg and sighing in the closest thing to relief he’d ever had felt as he unleashed a nasty burbling and rumbling shart that sent a small landslide of muck over his throne of shit.

“F-fuuuuck. I haven’t enjoyed a shit this good in a long time,” the massive feral flicked his shit-stained tail about a little. The skunk looking a bit of surprise, chest filling with a bit of pride to hear that.

Both still had to shit, but that was normal. Actually manageable unlike their day of unimaginable carnage. The two were back where they started, but before then they had jumped around quite a bit. The two merely had gone on a stroll, a stroll that the results would only be visible from space itself.

The international space station in orbit unfortunately would be resigned to the loneliest fate of all. Staring down at brown… all of it one massive expanse of brown as far as one could see over the horizon. No longer a glimmering blue but a dark, toxic ball of brown with thick clouds of methane that stole away the planet’s glow. Coils and tendrils of shit snaking their way from this ball of shit where the two took aim and broke atmosphere with their logs. There wasn’t much of it left to stop them anyways.

“I’m starving. Let’s get going,” Allure groaned, feeling over his woefully empty stomach.

“Yeah, lets. Though let’s try to eat most of the next place instead of a repeat of this. At least till we’ve got a descent fill,” Reign replied, sharting wetly behind him as the sea of shit beneath them began to part, revealing those black spires from before that had been buried midst the chaos. Allure chuckling, the wolf blinking some in surprise to being licked, streaking his shit-splattered face, the skunk giggling a little to the look of surprise it gave him.

Whenever he did finally return to Filthville he’d have to thank Seth countless times. His father and uncle were some incredible men, the whole family really. The skunk smiling to himself with a remnant belch, sending a flurry of bone and rubble down to the ground below. This planet they’d decimated for fun… and the fun was only beginning.