SilverVale Novel Chapter 1 (Patreon)

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The midmorning air was stale with the stench of sex and weed. Stella’s snoring shook the tequila bottles strewn about on her nightstand. The raven-haired mutt rolled over and faced the entrance to her bedroom. Her breeding partner Ramona slept like a rock candy through the boisterous rumbling. The red-furred mochibun gained pleasure from her lover’s snoring vibrations. The sheets were soaked with their combined passion. The bed’s automatic drying function kicked in, drying it to the individual user’s preferences. Stella’s side was drier than Ramona’s but both were still damp and rich with fruity fragrance.

A tiny phantom phased through the door and fluttered up to Stella’s snarling face. A bright blue light flashed from the little ghost, solidifying her physical form. Yuki’s cyan fairy wings glowed brightly behind her, fluttering to keep her afloat. “Gooood morning Stella! Yuki at your service!” The tiny white mochibun struck an adorable pose that was wasted on the unconscious canine. Yuki grumbled, floated up to Stella’s forehead and gently placed all three of her rotund fingers against it. Her paw whipped into a fist, causing Stella’s head to snap back just enough to shake her awake. Stella snorted and slowly opened her eyes. Yuki flew back into position and cleared her throat. “Goooood morning Stella! Yuki, at your service!” she said, hitting the pose twice as hard. 

Stella smiled at the tiny bunny. “Morning.”

“So!” Yuki bowed before Stella. “What is your pleasure, my mistress?” 

Stella aimed to kiss Yuki on the forehead but their size difference made it a full torso contact with the canine’s plump black lips. “Music.” she whispered.

Yuki smiled. “As you command.” Yuki clapped her hands together and struck a new pose to expand her fairy wings into a pair of massive speakers. Nu-metal blasted through the jelly sound system, jolting Ramona awake. Stella banged her head to the beat and rolled up a joint, sparking it with a bit of lightning magick. She took a nice long drag before doing a big stretch, causing her bones to crack. She rolled her neck to feel out her stiffness as Ramona did a much gentler yawn and stretch.

Stella grinned at her breeding partner. “Let’s beat that quota.” she said, gripping Ramona’s round ass.

The curvy bunny giggled. “The extra claws would be nice. The kitchen module is busted.”

“Ugh it’s always something!”

Ramona leaned forward and whispered in Stella’s ear. “Then you’d better give me something worthwhile.”

Her words sent a shiver up Stella’s spine as the canine’s round pupils briefly contracted into hearts. Ramona was specifically bred for sexiness. Even Stella’s stoic personality was easily shaken when left naked before a professional. Stella’s golden apricot sheath sturred beneath her. The black mass of her hardening horsecock slowly slipped out in gentle pulses that intensified with each throb. Soon her massive length was at full attention and pressed up against the round rabbit’s belly. Stella’s throbbing member was taller than Ramona and about as wide. It was hardly record breaking for the bun but it was a nice comfortable size to take for daily breeding. Ramona got on her hands and knees, wiggling her round ass while flicking her stubby rabbit tail. Stella gripped her partner’s buttcheeks as the mutt’s long thick pointed tongue slithered out of her snout. Stella took slow sensual licks of Ramona’s dripping wet pussy. She slipped her thick tongue inside of the rabbit’s vagina. Ramona’s warm wet folds opened up naturally to Stella’s familiar flicking. She pumped deep into the rabbit’s sweet pussy. The taste of strawberry danced on Stella’s tongue as Ramona’s addicting juices squirted out. The small rabbit ground her crotch against the mutt’s slobbering maw. The wetness between them pooled on the sheets. They exchanged gentle moans and growling grunts while rolling about until Ramona tensed up and squeezed her thighs against Stella’s cheeks. The ruby red mochibun had huge hearts in her eyes as her body shuddered and squirted through a powerful orgasm. Ramona huffed as she rode Stella’s face, eventually releasing the canine.

“Now that you’ve had your daily dose of vitamin C, let’s take care of that aching morning wood.” Ramona gave Stella’s throbbing cock long slow strokes. She gently kissed the drooling flared tip that spurted out powerful shots of thick sticky precum. The scent of ripe blackberries filled Ramona’s nose as the tinted fluids splashed on her face. She huffed deep of the delightful smell and slurped away at the pulsating tip, downing mouthfuls of Stella’s warm essence. The mutt huffed and whined as Ramona expertly massaged her throbbing equine shaft. Stella’s balls tensed as another powerful shot of precum pulsed out of her flared tip.

“Mmmmgh fuck! Enough foreplay!” growled Stella. She gripped Ramona’s hips and laid the rabbit on her back, lining up her needy throbbing cock with her partner’s wet lower lips. Stella thrusted forward, forcefully popping her tip into Ramona’s stretchy pussy. The rabbit’s experienced canal accepted Stella’s large shaft with ease while still being extraordinarily tight and soft. The galactic average for intercorse with a breeding mochibun like Ramona was 4.3 seconds. Stella started off with long slow strokes to properly lubricate her throbbing shaft and give the rabbit’s pussy time to properly adapt to her cock shape. Stella gradually picked up the pace of her thrusts, shoving her entire length in each time. Ramona’s springy body bulged out to fit the thick cock inside. Her flesh was a velvety soft texture that fought to retain its original shape. This made for a perfect pussy that vigorously milked away at whatever cock fucked it. Stella kept a nice steady rhythm, pumping into the rabbit’s hole for several minutes with zero signs of weakness. Stella was bred for combat, specifically as a tank. Her nervous system was naturally duller than most. That combined with her thicker skin meant she could take a mountain of stimulation before tapping out.

Stella pounded away at her partner’s slippery pussy, coaxing a symphony of cute moans out of the rabbit. Ramona reflexively clenched around the canine’s thick shaft, working that pole with ruthless precision. Her warm slick juices continued to gush out and lube up Stella’s throbbing cock. Eventually Ramona’s biology won the battle of the sex as Stella’s equine cock twitched wildly and flared deep within the warm bunny pussy. Stella gave a few more long hard strokes before slamming her entire length home one final time and growling gutturally as her balls clenched hard. Her cock pumped a torrent of hot cum directly into Ramona’s womb. Ramona’s back arched as she came hard, squirting her fruity honey against Stella’s shaft. The rabbit’s womb filled up with her own strawberry juices and mixed with Stella blackberry cum. Both of them continued this process in orgasmic waves until their combined ecstacy had run its course. By the time they were done, Ramona’s belly was rounded out with the fruity cocktail. Stella pulled out with a loud wet pop causing a spurt of cum to dribble out of Ramona’s vagina. The rabbit’s muscles reflexively clenched to suck that cum back into her sloshing womb. Ramona laid back and rubbed her belly as Stella sat up to grab a drink.

Yuki watched the entire thing, leaned up against the wall while fingering herself through black yoga pants. In her mindscape she replayed the recording of the sexy sequence, jumping to her favorite moments. Yuki’s cold sticky juices soaked through her tight pants and pooled on the ground. The tiny bunny’s body shuddered and stiffened as waves of orgasmic ecstasy washed over her. She let out a cute high-pitched moan as she came hard, spraying her minty fluids in powerful spurts. Yuki’s pupils contracted into blue hearts as she reached the peak of her orgasm. Yuki quivered and squirted for almost a minute before finally collapsing against the wall. She laid huffing and panting in a pool of her own juices as a HiveNet notification buzzed in her head. Yuki’s eyes glazed over as her mind quickly processed the data. She perked up and flew across the room to deliver the good news.

“Stella!” she shouted. “We finally have a new job offer!” Yuki repeatedly clapped her hands together to work out some of her excitement.

“Finally.” sighed Stella. “Screen.”

Yuki tugged at her cheeks, stretching her face to trigger her natural morphing abilities. When she let go, her head snapped to the shape of a CRT television. Yuki’s cyan eyes looked down at the screen that formed where her mouth usually was. Static hummed before the image of an older T-rex with pink hair came into view. She sat behind a pine desk with her robotic arms resting in front of her, hands clasped together with silver fingers interlaced. The dinosaur’s scarred face was locked in a stern expression as she spoke.

“My name is Teressa Wrex. I am the founder and CEO of Fossil Fumes. From our humble beginning as a carbon capture company, we evolved into a megacorporation that leads the galaxy in cosmetic research and development.” Teressa tensed her metal hand into a fist. “Such a meteoric rise to power has earned us a lifetime of unwanted and costly attention.” She slammed her fist on the desk. “A recent break-in at our headquarters has claimed valuable company property as well as our most high-profile V.I.P.” The executive pointed a finger at Stella. “We need you to secure the property, make contact with the V.I.P. and neutralize the thieves. Our intel has tracked the perpetrators to a warehouse on the outskirts of district twelve. Due to the sensitive and urgent nature of the situation, we will need you to leave immediately and resolve it as soon as possible. We are prepared to offer you the sum of one million claws upon completion.”

Stella was in the middle of downing her sensenbeer when she heard the word one million. She sharply inhaled, sending the fizzy alcohol into her lungs before coughing violently to clear them. “One million claws?!” she exclaimed. Screw fixing the kitchen module. She could remodel the whole apartment with that much cash and still have a hefty chunk left over.

“I look forward to your timely response.” Teressa concluded. The transmission buzzed out and Yuki shook her head, returning her face to its resting shape. She flew up to Stella who was still trying to catch her breath.

“Soooo, are we gonna do it?” asked Yuki.

“Fuck yeah!” exclaimed Stella.

“Yaaaay!” Yuki spun around excitedly before sending a mental message to accept the job.

“Wait!” huffed Ramona. She rolled over, hefting her massive pregnant belly. “Pick up some beta carrots on your way home. I’m going to need a heavy dose of vitamins for this clutch.”

“Yeah yeah. I’ll do it if I remember.” said Stella.

“And I’ll make sure she remembers!” said Yuki.

Ramona smiled. “Thank you. Be careful out there you two.”

Yuki gave a traditional mochibun salute of two paws palm down on the top of her head to mimic a pair of floppy rabbit ears. “Roger! Roger!” She flexed her paws in time with her words. Stella and Yuki locked eyes and grinned at each other. 

“You ready?” said Stella.

“Let’s hit it!” exclaimed Yuki. 

The duo dashed into the springy wardrobe whose entrance flexed around their bodies. The furnishing bounced around as Stella and Yuki squirmed inside of it. The closet then flung itself into the air, spun around and transformed into a long railgun. The tip pointed out the window as the closet launcher hummed and glowed with power. Yuki counted down. “Launching in 3… 2… 1…” The wardrobe blasted Stella out of the window. She was dressed in a skintight purple jumpsuit that showed off the black star fur markings on her bare shoulders. Yuki was tucked away within the canine’s cleavage as they both whipped through the city air. Their trajectory was a smooth parabola that sent them toward sector twelve of SilverVale. 

The sprawling multicolored metropolis buzzed busily beneath them as they approached their target area. The sky above this section of the city was stuck in an eternal orange haze. The planet of Eris was tidal locked with its two suns, forcing one side of the planet to be engulfed in light while the other half was eternal darkness. Before Stella could hit the ground, Yuki flew out of her partner’s boob window and morphed her body into a long hoverboard. Stella twirled around to orient herself properly for a smooth landing. Once Stella was settled, Yuki gradually slowed them down to a more acceptable speed for the busy city.

Massive advertisements littered the sunset sky pushing the latest robotic enhancements and genetic modifications. Tens of thousands of beings walked the streets below as hundreds of hovercraft flew above them. Big behemoths of buses collected hundreds of pedestrians and carried them down the street. The citizens of SilverVale were from every walk of life imaginable and unimaginable. Huge hulking hippos several stories tall, tiny rodents in three piece suits skittering through the streets, and a plethora of indescribable alien species that would take years to even list. Despite the diversity of such a city, the dominant species was overwhelmingly the mochibuns. The average mochibun stands between three and nine feet tall with infinite variations on fur color, body shape and flavor. They make up seventy percent of the city with the entire universe having at least some mochibun DNA. The mochibun empire is vast and ever expanding with strict regulations on genetic standards and mandatory breeding quotas. Their colonies ran with a brutal efficiency and synchronicity that was second to none.

Stella effortlessly navigated the chaotic city skies, zooming closer to the thieves’ hideout. The city became dank and dirty as she neared her destination. Vagabonds and junkies shambled through the dilapidated streets. Despite the filth on display, this was a palace compared to what one would find on the undercity’s Main Street. Stella saw the warehouse in question and flipped on the hood of her jumpsuit, triggering the optic and olfactic camouflage. It wasn’t the fanciest stealth model but it would be more than enough to fool some opportunistic goons. Once it fully kicked in, both Stella and Yuki were undetectable to the untrained eye and nose.

In front of a warehouse in district twelve, two burly masculine alligators wielding assault rifles stood guard. The younger of the two was named Garruk and the older was Grock. The younger gator was bored and restless, looking for any way to pass the time. “So…” said the younger gator. “Did you meet your breeding quota this month?”

“Barely.” sighed the older gator. “We can’t afford another penalty or else we’ll be on the streets or hooked up to one of those horrid milking machines.”

“You know… if you found one of those breeding buns, you could-”

“Not this again.” snapped Grock.

Garruk shrugged. “I’m just saying, a few sessions and you’d be golden. I finished my quota two weeks early.”

“That’s because you’ll fuck anything with a pulse and I’m not even certain that would stop you. Some of us are trying to build stable relationships.”

“Pfft! Why waste your time with that when there’s a mountain of intergalactic pussy on speedial?”

“It’s called love Garruk. Maybe in a few years you’ll start to understand.”

“Oh please. Love is nothing but a chemical reaction, a hormone cocktail that anyone can serve. It just so happens that some serve it better than others.”

Grock sighed. “I pity you.”

Garruk growled at his fellow gang member. “You can take your fucking pity and shove it up your ass. Maybe then you can start pumping out some real cum out of those dried up cranberries you call balls!”

Grock rolled his eyes. “I’m not about to take relationship advice from a junkie hopping from one hole to the next. One of these days you’ll regret not putting down firm roots.”

Garruk chuckled. “Oh I’m putting down roots, old man. With the extra claws I get from whoring my reptilian ass around the system, I’ll have a mansion by the time I’m your age.”

“Enjoy your empty hou-” Grock was cut short by a silent bullet blasting its way through his skull. His green blood splattered on the wall as his body crumbled to the ground. He laid there a moment before his corpse compressed and retreated into the glowing green core at the center of his being. The candy core hovered in front of his young partner.

“Grock!” Garruk whipped around and scanned the area in search of the bullet’s source. He felt a tight invisible force wrap around his thick neck. Garruk struggled and gasped for air as Stella’s camouflage went on cooldown. Garruk looked up at his canine assailant and blushed at the gothic beauty. Stella tightened her grip and wrenched at his neck as Garruk wheezed out his last word. “H-harder…” Stella groaned in disgust and snapped the gator’s neck. Like his partner Grock, Garruk’s body also compressed into a floating green core. Stella collected both candy cores and raised them to her wide open canine maw. Her long sharp tongue licked and sucked at Garruk’s green apple flavored soul before swallowing it down. She did the same with Grock’s core which had a far more sour taste than the younger gator’s. Stella sucked on that one much longer before swallowing it as well. A moment later, hours of memories featuring the two alligators flashed in Stella’s mindscape. 

Due to the natural encryption every soul has and Stella’s own privacy morals, plenty of information remained hidden. She focused on learning more about the heist at Fossil Fumes. She saw the planning stages, the ride up to the headquarters and the first breaching explosion on the facility. The moment they entered the building, it all became a pink haze. The next useful memory was of the gators fleeing the facility with a tall metal canister and wooden crates. None of the memories told her what was in the containers. Anytime someone described them, some outside source censored the words. Stella shook her head as she came back to her body.

Yuki fluttered up to Stella. The tiny bunny’s hand was morphed into a cannon. She continuously scanned the perimeter as she spoke. “What did you find?”

“There are five more gang members inside.” Stella said. 

Yuki cocked her arm cannon. “Yay! More target practice!”

“It’s strange. I didn’t see any hostages and huge chunks of the raid were censored.” A chill ran up Stella’s spine. “There’s something fishy going on. Be careful.”

“Roger! Roger!”

Stella’s camouflage suit beeped to indicate it was ready for use. She flipped on the hoodie and stepped through the warehouse entrance. A few gator gang members patrolled the interior. Stella picked out the smallest and scrawniest one, stalking the meek gator until he was out of his comrades’ view. The puny alligator did a big yawn and stretch. The moment his jaw relaxed, it was clamped shut by Stella’s invisible hands. The gator tried to pry his mouth open to no avail. He was lifted up by his snout, carried higher and higher towards the ceiling. The gator flailed and punched at Stella’s arm, unable to coax a reaction from the invisible assailant. Eventually they hovered high above the rafters. A fall from this height would pop most low level beings. Stella turned off her camo and was face to face with the scrawny gator runt. She stared at him as he quivered in fear. “I’m going to let you go.” The gator wildy flailed about. His desperate muffled screams barely audible to Stella. “If!” Stella interrupted. “You don’t give me quiet and honest answers. Got it?” The gang member grunted in agreement. “Good. Now, where is the hostage?” Stella let go of the gator’s mouth and caught him by the shirt.

“We didn’t take any hostages!” whispered the gator.

“Liar!” growled Stella.

The gator whimpered. “On my jaw, we only stole crates of product and some tech. We were on the hunt for some new drink that makes you ungodly levels of horny.”

“That explains the crates. What tech did you swipe?”

“It looked like a machine used to make the drinks. It wasn’t part of the plan but the boss wanted it too. He took the crates and the machine into the basement hours ago. Nobody’s heard from him since. That’s all I know I swear!”

Stella pulled him in close. “We’ll see about that.” She opened up her maw nice and wide. Dark saliva dripped from the roof of her mouth as she shoved the smaller gator inside. The prey squirmed about as Stella jammed him down her throat. She gulped him down, swallowing his entire body with ease. The gator squirmed in her belly for a minute until his form was digested down into nothing but his soul core. Stella’s body fattened up some around her breasts, hips and belly. Her stretchy jumpsuit was able to accommodate her extra heft. Stella concentrated on comparing the gator’s words with his memories.

Yuki sent Stella a mental message. “Was he telling the truth?”

Stella replied in her mind. “His core is screaming to me that it’s the truth and his memories line up with his story, but there’s still so much blocked out. We’ll have to check the basement and confirm.” 

A curvaceous feminine gator stood guard at the elevator. The lift dinged as the doors opened. The gator looked into the elevator and saw it as empty. She lifted her weapon and swept the interior to confirm nothing was inside. The gangster looked around confused as Stella hovered above her, taking aim. The moment Stella’s camouflage faded, she descended upon the curvy gator with her legs spread wide. Stella forcefully sat down on the gator’s head, quickly slurping her torso up the canine’s dark anus. The gator screamed and squirmed as gravity fed more of her body into Stella’s hungry donut. Soon the gator’s entire form was packed away into Stella’s warm tight guts. The prey wiggled around inside before being digested down to her core. Stella’s body fattened up considerably compared to the small snack she downed earlier. She also grew a few inches taller due to the extra biomass. “That one was just for fun.” she smirked. Yuki giggled at her partner as they made their way to the basement.

The door opened with a ding, revealing a dark room that was completely decimated. Stella activated her night vision augmentation to get a clear picture. Claw marks and cum stains lined the walls. Bent metal and broken glass littered the floor. Stella’s footpaw kicked a round glass bottle filled with a pink liquid. She picked it up and read the label. “Pherofluid.” She held it up to her tiny bunny partner. “Yuki! Analysis.” Yuki floated closer and rested a hand on the sealed beverage. An array of ones and zeros sparkled in her eyes as she scanned the bottle’s contents. Stella looked into an open crate that had a handful of bottles left inside of it. Yuki’s eyes snapped to their resting shape once her analysis was complete.

“Carbonated water: Sixty milliliters. Lemon juice: Twenty-five milliliters. Raspberry extract: Five milliliters. Sodium benzoate: Two grams. Glycerol: Point five milliliters. Citric acid: Point five milliliters and trace amounts of unknown biomass.” She read down the list in an emotionless monotone before taking a good look at the drink herself. 

Stella pondered the list of ingredients. “Sounds like a soft drink. What kind of biomass would a soft drink need?” She looked back at Yuki who was already halfway through drinking the bottle of Pherofluid.

“This is fucking delicious!” Yuki exclaimed before chugging the rest. Stella’s curiosity got the better of her as she cracked open a fresh bottle and took a sip. It was sickeningly sweet yet the aftertaste tried to lure her into a second sip. She resisted the urge and tossed the rest of the bottle to Yuki. “Whatever. Now, where’s that machine?” Stella scanned the room and spotted the same cylindrical piece of tech that she saw in the memories of the gator gang. “Jackpot!” It was a metal tube with a glass front and an opening underneath. To the untrained eye, it looked much like a vending machine but something about it seemed off. She could feel a strange presence inside as if it were alive. She walked around it and couldn’t find a power source or any way of opening up the machine. “Yuki! Analysis.” Stella waited for her partner before looking back at her. “Yuki?” The tiny bunny’s face was flush with a pink blush. Her flight pattern was lethargic and unbalanced.

“I feel… so hot.” Yuki stripped off her top and pulled down her yoga pants. “Stella, I need you.” She sloppily fluttered towards Stella and clamped herself to the mutt’s moist muzzle. Yuki humped her naked body against Stella’s nose. “Gimmie that tongue sweetie! Gimmie! Gimmie!” Stella would normally indulge the bunny’s request but it was unlike Yuki to ask during a mission. Stella heard heavy footfalls thumping in the distance. She pried Yuki off her face.

“Shhh you hear that?” The footfalls got louder and louder while Yuki continued to moan and grind against Stella’s hand. The rabbit was completely helpless in this flustered state. Stella tossed Yuki into her maw to keep her quiet and work out the intense lust that burned inside of her. She swirled her tongue against Yuki’s body, slurping and sucking at her form as the bunny rubbed her dripping wet pussy against the licking. Yuki’s muffled moans were barely audible as the footsteps got louder. Stella clicked on her camouflage a moment before a massive alligator snout sniffed around the corner. A huge hulking masculine body stomped into view. He was completely naked with his fat throbbing cock bouncing with each step. It constantly leaked a steady stream of precum without direct stimulation. He sniffed the air and snarled before scanning the room. The monstrous gator’s eyes were glazed over and glowed a bright pink. He moved like a feral beast hunting for its prey.

As the gator approached the machine, his head snapped back from an invisible impact. He stumbled back and looked for the source of the strike before taking two more hits. The creature shook his head and roared at the room. He huffed and snarled while standing absolutely still. The gator twisted around and grabbed something made of air. He squeezed hard, forcing Stella to shriek. As her camouflage flickered off, the gator stared her down and growled. The monster had her by the neck, choking Stella and slamming her against the floor again and again. The final toss made Stella bounce off the concrete as he kicked her hard in the gut. Stella flew across the room and skipped like a stone before eventually rolling to a stop. She groaned and held her stomach, trying to keep her mouth shut to protect Yuki. Stella got back on her feet and took a stable karate stance. She smirked at the gator and taunted him closer. The gator roared while charging at the sturdy canine. Stella held her ground and took a deep breath before striking the gator in the gut, stopping him in his tracks. She followed up with a mean uppercut then overwhelmed him with a flurry of vicious blows. Again and again she punched away at his head while kicking at his legs and midsection. Each attack had her strike a stable pose before shifting to the next one. She wound up one last powerful straight. Stella’s fist crackled with electricity as it smashed into the gator’s skull, knocking him on his ass. The massive monster shook his head and wobbled back to his feet, giving a weak roar before charging Stella again. She took a deep breath and focused on her opponent. As the gator lunged to bite Stella, she grabbed the top and bottom of his open maw and wrestled against the strength of his jaw. His mouth slowly started to close. Stella screamed as she ripped it wide open and used the leverage to snap his neck, turning his head backwards. The gator stumbled back and crumbled to the ground. His body retreated into a massive candy core that was at least five times bigger than the other souls in her belly.

Stella took a knee to catch her breath, huffing and puffing and realizing why her mouth burned with a minty flavor. She spat Yuki out and rolled her tongue about to get rid of the overpowering taste of the rabbit’s sexual juices. Yuki splattered on the floor, panting in a puddle of Stella’s saliva. The tiny bunny writhed about as she pleasured her needy pussy. A pink blush overtook her entire body. Yuki fingered herself through multiple back to back squirting orgasms and still hungered for more.

Stella eyed the massive green candy core floating in the air. Before she could reach it, the core began to glow with a bright green light that illuminated the entire room. It floated up higher and glowed brighter as the gator’s body tried to flicker back into existence. “Oh no you don’t you fucker!” Stella leapt at the core and swallowed it down in one big gulp. It slowly slid down her throat and bounced into her belly. The massive gator’s body reformed in Stella’s gut, bloating it out so much it sagged onto the ground. The angry alligator writhed, kicked and scratched inside of Stella’s stomach yet she remained unbothered. “Struggle all you want. You’re not getting out of there until I say so.” He squirmed wildly in Stella’s belly until her stomach digested him down. As she absorbed his mass, Stella gained a ton of heft on her curves and grew about a foot and a half taller. The gator’s huge candy core sat in Stella’s stomach, making her look pregnant. Stella let out a boisterous belch and rubbed the smooth solid core in her gut.

As Stella let out a relieved sigh, the metal canister beeped and released an overwhelming cloud of pink mist. The wind whipped around the room, forcing Stella to shield her eyes. “Ugh, what now?” she grunted while walking closer. The glass door slid open to reveal a tall skinny hot pink flamingo laying down inside. She wore a cheerleading uniform with two F’s stretched across her ample chest. The top was short enough to show off her slim belly while clinging to her curves. Her sapphire eyes fluttered open as she slowly turned to look at Stella.

“You there. Come closer.” Stella hesitated but eventually complied. “Closer.” Stella inched a bit closer to the flamingo. “I have to ask you something.”

Stella tilted her head. “What is it?”

The flamingo took a deep breath. “Will you go shopping with me?”

Stunned by the question, Stella muttered, “Uh… yeah. Sure.”

The flamingo did a big yawn, stretching her arms all over the room. The bird’s wings elongated over several hundred feet as the pink appendages sought to use every bit of the basement to properly stretch herself awake. The flamingo’s arms snapped back to their resting length before hefting the bird onto her webbed feet. She stretched herself up to Stella’s face. “Hi! I’m Taffi! What’s your name?”

“S-Stella.”

Taffi grabbed Stella’s hand and wobbled her arm up and down in a perfect sine wave. “Nice to meet ya Stella! What’s with the belly? You pregnant or something?”

“Oh! Um, no it’s the core of the gang leader that abducted you.” Stella gently rubbed her smooth stomach. Taffi got a close look at the rounded belly.

“Ahhhh. Got it! What about the case of Pherofluid?” Stella pointed at the open crate behind her prompting Taffi to stretch her neck across the room to take a look inside. Taffi’s bouncing body stiffened. She slowly stretched her neck back and calmly looked at Stella. “You didn’t drink all of those bottles did you?”

“Nope. Wasn’t me. I only had a sip of one.”

“Oh thank goodness.” sighed Taffi. “There were a hundred bottles in the case and I counted only twelve in there now.”

Stella pointed to Yuki who was still masturbating in a growing puddle of sex. “Well she drank two.”

Taffi craned her head over Yuki. “Yeah, not a surprising reaction given her size. She’ll be fine once it wears off in a couple of hours.” She snapped back to her resting shape. “Any idea what happened to the rest?”

Stella thought for a moment. “Well the gang leader was the only one down here with the crate. He probably drank the rest.”

Taffi’s eyes widened. “That would make eighty-six bottles in one day.” She looked at Stella’s rounded belly. “And if you ate him… ” Taffi’s skin saturation muted as a horrified expression spread across her face. Taffi gently cradled Stella’s cheeks and looked her in the eyes. “Stella. Look at me. Everything is going to be ok.”

Stella’s eyes widened. “Oh fuck. Nobody says that shit when things are actually ok. What’s going to happen to me?”

Taffi stretched over to the machine she emerged from. “If we can get back to the tower in time, nothing.” She whistled a short melody which the machine repeated before folding and compressing into a tiny capsule smaller than Yuki. Taffi slipped the capsule into her cleavage and pulled out a round pendant. A holographic keypad hovered above the glowing gem.

“What if we don’t make it in time?” asked Stella.

“If my calculations are correct, your higher brain functions will shut off permanently and you will tear through the city on a horny rampage until the empire or a creature culler cuts you down. Like I said though, everything is going to be ok.” Taffi started dialing her holophone.

“Are you calling an ambulance?”

“Even better.” The round pendant rang for a moment before the image of Teresa Wrex projected up from the device. “Hiiiii Granny!”

Teresa’s stern face popped into a warm motherly expression. “Hey baby! You doing alright?”

“Right as rain Granny.” As Taffi spoke, she stowed the remaining twelve bottles of Pherofluid in her cleavage. “We’re gonna need an extraction for Stella though. She has accidentally ingested approximately eighty-six vials of Pherofluid in one go.”

“Jumping jellybeans!” exclaimed Teresa. “A hovercopter is already on the way. Is the landing zone safe?”

“Let me ask. Hey Stella, did you take care of all the gators?” Stella’s legs started to wobble as a splitting headache throbbed rhythmically in her mind. “Stella? Are you feeling alright?” Stella fought to maintain her composure.

“Two!” she blurted out. “There should be two gang members left upstairs.”

“You heard that Granny?”

“Yeah. Take them down quickly Taffi and get Stella outside. The chopper will be there in less than five minutes.”

“Hold on!” yelled Stella. “You hired me to save her. Not the other way around.” She stumbled but managed to stay on her feet. Stella punched her open hand. “I’ll finish this job without your help.”

“Oooooh I like her!” cooed Taffi. “Great pick Granny.”

Teresa shrugged. “I try. That chopper is already paid for though so get your butts on it. I’ll leave the rest up to you two.” The transmission cut out and Taffi tossed the holophone back into her cleavage.

“Ok Stella. If you are insisting on finishing off the last two gators, at least toss the cores to me. I don’t want your condition to worsen.”

“Whatever.” grumbled Stella. “Keep an eye on Yuki while I take down the rest of the gang.” Taffi stretched over to Yuki who was still on the floor pleasuring herself. She seemed to finally slow down and her pink blush faded slightly. Taffi turned her hand into a spatula and scooped Yuki up. She shoved Yuki under her skirt and moaned as she deposited the tiny bunny into her cloaca. A moment later, Taffi grunted and pushed out a light blue egg that had a picture of Yuki on the side.

“There we go,” said Taffi. “I’ve seen these eggs survive a missile strike. She also has enough room to comfortably and privately take care of herself.” Taffi tossed the blue egg into her cleavage. Stella sent a mental ping to Yuki to confirm she was safe. Yuki returned the ping almost immediately.

“Good.” said Stella. “Let’s head upstairs. Stay out of sight and keep your head down.” 

They rode the lift up and as the doors opened, Stella sprung forth and quickly spun around to see if anybody had a line of sight on them. Once she confirmed it was clear, Stella beckoned Taffi closer. Taffi stretched her leg out to take one big step and stood right behind her bodyguard. Stella scouted ahead and spotted one of the gators patrolling the warehouse. She signaled for Taffi to hide which prompted the flamingo to shrink down and take shelter within an empty soda can. Stella stalked closer to her prey and right as she was about to deliver a devastating blow, her headache returned. She couldn’t help but yelp in pain, alerting the guard to her presence.

“Contact!” yelled the chiseled gator. She pointed her gun at Stella and opened fire. Stella crossed her arms to protect her head as the barrage of bullets slammed into her arms and torso. Despite the high velocity rounds, none of the shots pierced beyond an inch deep. It still hurt like hell but compared to the headache, this was nothing. Stella charged the gator, tanking a few more shots before barreling into her muscular opponent. They tumbled on the ground together, both rolling back onto their feet. The gator attempted to reload her gun but Stella was too quick for her. The sturdy canine kicked the gun out of her opponent’s hands and was immediately on the attack. The gator dodged and blocked the weakened strikes. Another harsh twinge of pain pulsed in Stella’s skull, giving the gator the perfect opening to land a flurry of blows. Stella struggled to stay on her feet as the well-toned gator used her as a punching bag. A particularly strong blow to the head flipped a switch in Stella’s mind. As she stumbled back, her eyes flickered pink and she snarled like a wild beast. Drool dribbled from her clenched maw as she lowered herself into a primal stance. She barked and growled fiercely, striking fear into her opponent’s heart. The gator trembled as she took a few steps back. Stella slowly closed the distance. The alligator turned and ran which triggered Stella’s instincts, making her lunge at the burly reptile. Stella tackled her to the ground and immediately used her teeth and claws to rip and tear into the gator’s tough scales. The alligator shrieked in pain as her green blood splattered everywhere. A crazed grin spread across Stella’s face. She let out a wicked cackle that echoed throughout the warehouse. The gator managed to twist around and land another strong blow against the side of Stella’s skull. The canine reeled back and soon returned to her senses. Her eyes widened as she looked at the gruesome display and at her own hands that were coated in the gator’s blood. Stella took a deep breath and steeled herself to complete the mission. 

The alligator was crawling away when Stella stepped in front of her. The calm canine raised her foot and crushed the gator’s skull, ending her pain. The gator’s body retreated into a green candy core. Stella whistled and Taffi emerged from her can, returning to her usual size. Stella tossed the core to Taffi who quickly shoved it up her skirt before pushing out a green egg with a picture of the gator on the shell. She tossed the egg into her cleavage. “Only one more left!” chirped Taffi.

Stella’s ears perked up to the sound of a hovercopter approaching the warehouse. “Fuck it. Let’s go.” She grabbed Taffi’s hand and ran to the door. Taffi’s arm stretched to follow her protector until the rest of the bird’s body decided to snap forward. 

The two of them burst through the door as the chopper touched down. Stella started off pulling Taffi towards the hovercopter but another wave of pain surged through, forcing Taffi to take the lead. She helped the stumbling canine into hovercraft and laid her down on a cot where two medics started checking her vitals. Once everyone was secure, the hovercopter slowly took off into the sky. As Taffi was about to close the door, an alligator wielding a rocket launcher ran outside and took aim. “Oh fuck!” Taffi stretched her head next to the pilot. “Keep going! I’ll catch up.” Taffi stared down the gator and braced herself. As the gator fired the rocket, Taffi launched herself out of the hovercopter, putting her on a direct collision course with the projectile. She stripped off her top and puffed out her chest, absorbing the rocket directly into her cleavage. Taffi took aim at the dumbfounded gator, morphing her wing into a giant fist. She came down with the force of a bomb, crushing the gator and cracking the ground underneath. Once the dust settled, the only thing left of the gator was a fractured green candy core. “Ooop! Overdid it.” Taffi gave the core a long sensual lick, repairing the crack before encasing the soul in one of her eggs and tossing it into her cleavage.

Taffi eyed the hovercopter which was already a dot in the distance. She got a running start and twirled into a cartwheel. Her body morphed into a ball to build up momentum. Taffi then flung herself into the air and stretched out her wings, flapping away in long powerful strokes. She soon caught up with the chopper and stuck herself to the backside of the hovercraft. Taffi stretched herself into the interior and closed the door. Stella laid on the cot, barely conscious with an oxygen mask fitted to her muzzle. One of the medics looked up at Taffi.

“She seems to be reacting well to the neutralizer but she’ll definitely need some time in a pod to fully recover.” said the medic. “Her cells absorbed quite a bit of the stimulant. It’s a miracle she lasted this long but I expect her to make a full recovery.” Taffi knelt down and grasped Stella’s hand.

“See. I told you. Everything is going to be alright.” Stella weakly gripped Taffi’s hand and gave a small smirk. The canine’s grip loosened as she slowly lost consciousness. The chopper rushed toward the Fossil Fumes headquarters to finish Stella’s treatment.

 Author’s Note: Thank you so much for reading chapter one of “SilverVale”. New chapters will be released briefly on patreon before being made public. Each chapter will have a new poster associated with it along with a discord exclusive art commission give away. Join the server “Nera’s Palace” to stay up to date. The giveaways may go fast so stay tuned in! Enjoy this sneak peek into chapter two and keep on shining SilverVale! <3

Chapter 2

Nera’s sapphire eyes fluttered open and scanned the room. Most of her view was taken up by the massive throbbing morning wood that pitched a tent with her bedsheets. The tip of her fat equine cock was covered in so much precum, it soaked right through her bedding. Nera did a gentle yawn and stretch as her cock pulsed out more pre. She rubbed away at her flared tip cupped her hand to collect some of the blue raspberry flavored fluids. She giggled at the delightfully sweet taste before tossing off her soaking wet sheet. The big veiny member throbbed desperately for a release. She tilted her cock towards her muzzle and started licking away at her gushing tip. Her long flat canine tongue slurped and sucked at her cock before slipping into her gaping urethra. A shiver ran up her spine as she penetrated her slippery cockhole. Nera happily drank down her delicious fruity precum while stroking away at her long equine shaft. She pressed her doggy nose into her urethra and breathed deep of the intoxicating cock musk. Nera started muzzlefucking her own thick horsecock while stroking at her throbbing length. The wet slurping sounds of her masturbation echoed throughout the room. She soon tensed up. Her balls clenched hard as her cock blasted a nice cool load of thick creamy cum right into her maw. As she gulped down mouthful after mouthful of her own blue raspberry flavored seed, Nera drew a magick circle into her headboard and pressed her palm into the center. A large portal opened up above her head where she pointed the tip of her pulsing horsecock. A torrent of cum spewed into the rift as she milked away at her thick blue length. Nera’s cum came out in such a continuous stream, it was as if she was peeing it out. This went on for a good five minutes before her cock started spurting out ropes of cum like most other beings. She let out a deep sigh, rubbing her cock as the portal collected her fruity semen.

A shadow watched from a corner of the room, pleasuring itself to the sight of Nera’s morning milking. It silently achieved orgasm and poised itself to strike. As Nera fully relaxed from her prolonged ejaculation, the shadow zipped across the room in a cloud of smoke and coalesced into her physical form. The shadow poofed into a tiny mochibun with black fur and fire red hair. With a kunai in hand, Neige flapped her black feathered wings toward Nera, lunging at the calm canine. She stabbed at the air in front of Nera, connecting with an invisible shield that sparkled when the bunny made contact. The shield automatically shot out a spear of ice at the attacker which Neige dodged.

Nera sighed. “Must you ambush me every morning?”

“Not every morning.” replied Neige. “Just until I break through that ice wall!”

“So every morning.”

Neige grumbled. “I’ll catch ya with your pants down one of these days! I swear I got close once when you were sleeping.”

Nera giggled. “I’m sure you will. So, do you have our route planned out for today?”

“Yep! You’ve got a loooong list of residents to visit. Better get a move on!” Neige flew away from Nera, turning into a cloud of smoke and slipping through the gap at the bottom of the door. Soon the sound of a grinder tearing through coffee beans could be heard coming from the kitchen. Nera did another big stretch before making her way to the bathroom. After a quick meeting with the toilet, she hopped into the shower. She took her time letting the nice hot steamy water cascade down her snow white fur. Her blue paws pumped out some lavender shampoo which she worked deep into her thick fur coat. She ran her fingers through her long white hair, detangling some of it at the blue tips. Once she was completely clean, she sat under the water for a few minutes longer to enjoy the warm cozy sensation. Eventually she turned off the water and activated the drying function. A small wind tunnel formed in the shower, blowing away the moisture in a matter of seconds.

As Nera walked to the kitchen, her big fluffy ball sack swayed and bounced between her legs. Her cock was completely tucked away in her white sheath. Nera sat down in her reading nook and Neige placed a piping hot cup of coffee in front of her. The arctic canine gazed out the window, looking out at the frozen landscape below. The same stars lingered above her, never moving, always shining brightly in the pitch black sky. The freshly fallen snow danced in the whipping wind. Nera sighed at the majestic mountain view as she sipped her coffee. Her blue-tipped tail started to wag in anticipation of her daily commute.