对于 Tela 来说，袖手旁观并让 Tem 完成他的仪式是相当愚蠢的，但猫共生体对 Tem 的牺牲感到困惑和震惊，这是可以理解的。 对于特拉来说，想要阻止也为时已晚，因为就在她正要伸出触手刺穿特姆时，印记中央的木制雕像悬浮并破碎，爆炸成红烟和碎片，红色的肌肉在其中蔓延开来。 龙兽身穿凶猛的红宝石铠甲，挥舞着两把可怕的镰刀，挡住了特拉的一击。
“Wh-what? What do you mean the shipment was attacked? Oh, by White Lightning? I’ll talk to him… Wait, he… he hurt my clients? Bones broken and limbs dismembered? Huh?! That’s impossible! White Lightning would never do such things! Do you have the CCTV footage? Quick, send it. I must watch it. There’s no way it could have been him…”
In his mansion in the secretive mountains of northern Marika, Konga would contact some of his clients from the west who were smuggling illicit goods for profit. Little did the thief know that his partners would be intercepted by none other than his brother who, although made a truce to only reprimand Konga with a slap on the wrist if he was caught, still halted the thief’s occasional plans. However, with the report of Konga’s clients being gravely injured by his own hero brother, Konga was understandably shocked and immediately wanted answers. So, as he got on a helicopter in his mansion's hangar along with Para, his muscular orange symbiote cat partner and who would also pilot the aircraft, he watched the video sent by his surviving client, immediately feeling dismayed when he recognized Kipu massacring his clients.
“Oh god… K-Kipu… How could you do such a thing… I thought you wouldn’t resort to lethal force, even with your lightning gun!”
“Konga, are you alright?”
“Sniff… No… Kipu… A hero, a brother, and the nicest person I know would actually try to take a life… And even if it was just an arm and a leg, my clients could have died from blood loss!”
“Well… I guess he snapped, and the only way to finally stop your criminal activity was to kill your clients.”
“No, he– he wouldn’t kill people to make me give up on crime…”
“We'll see once we get there.”
As the two flew to the west coast of Marika, Konga looked back at the footage and reflected upon his and Konga’s actions. He wasn’t sure if continuing his life as a thief led to Konga’s burst of violence because if it did then Kipu would have given him a very stern warning. For Kipu’s side, Konga wondered how Tela would allow Konga to start stabbing and lopping off limbs from left to right. But the moment he thought about Kipu’s violence, Konga remembered that the little hero used a lightning gun, making Konga triple-check the footage. Konga swiftly rewatched it, this time more intently than before, and studied the intricacies of Kipu’s super suit. Once he focused on the footage for a third time, Konga noticed Kipu wielding a pair of vibrant green blades as well as a visor of the same color.
“Hey, Para, take a look at the video. Konga’s hero suit looks weird.”
“I can’t. I’m flying the helicopter.”
“Oh, right. Anyways, the lightning gun he uses isn’t present, and the blue eyepiece he usually wears has been replaced with an obscuring green visor.”
“Weird. Doesn’t Tela have a prominent blue aesthetic? I wonder why the two would switch to green.”
“Not only that but there’s a very prominent bulge on Kipu’s crotch on one frame.”
“Woah, what?”
“Y-yeah. He usually doesn’t present himself as provocative because he’d get in trouble in front of journalists and children.”
“So strange…”
“Now, where would we be able to find him? At the hero base?”
“Hero base? But that’s all the way to the East!”
“We'll take a jet then!”
After a few hours, Konga and Para eventually landed at a hotel which the thieves simply used as a landing pad for their helicopter before running towards the nearby port where Konga’s clients were attacked.
“Woah, police are already here…”
“Don’t worry, Para, they're under me. Quite a shame the west coast is more corrupt than the east, but hey it works for us!”
Once Konga and Para arrived, they swiftly met up with the surviving client behind some containers before approaching the crime scene that lay ahead. Luckily, nobody had died at the assault but there were massive pools of dried blood and blood splatters all over the place. Konga had a weak stomach too so he was grateful that there weren’t any corpses to be found and only dried blood and metal scraps as a result of a fight.
“Nothing too crazy it seems… I’m glad my clients are all alive. They're quite valuable to me, so I'll make sure to pay their hospital bills with my wealth.”
“I could easily heal them with my goo like I can do with you, you know?”
“Yeah, but that’s going to take time, and we need that time to go to the hero base to confront Kipu.”
“I guess so…”
After talking a bit more with Konga’s surviving client and how and when the next shipment of illegal goods would arrive, Konga set off to return to the hotel where Para had landed their helicopter. However, just as Konga raised one foot to leave, Para immediately snatched the little thief's wrist.
“Woah! Para! What is it? You startled me!”
“Wait a moment… I feel a familiar presence around those crates…”
“What crates? Those crates with what looks to be a grenade blast?”
“Yeah. Let me check it out first before we go.”
Using his symbiote senses, Para identified a presence he had felt before beyond the crime scene, quickly trespassing the yellow tape to investigate, leaving the police officers that Konga hadn’t bribed in awe at the giant muscular cat completely ignoring their guns.
“Hey! Those police officers aren’t under me! Make it quick; I don’t want to cause trouble!”
“Aha! I knew the presence was unmistakable!”
“Huh? That’s… that’s just a piece of scrap metal…”
“It’s not! Let’s just snag it and go!”
“Woah! Don’t use your super strength to jump into the air with me!!!”
What Para had found was a peculiar scrap of metal between two crates that were damaged from an explosion. Being a normal beast, Konga had no idea why Para was so elated to find an insignificant piece of scrap, but he wouldn’t get the opportunity to ask as Para quickly took the piece of metal before slinging Konga under his armpit and using his super strength to leap out of the port's fenced area. Two flying cats could now be seen in the air by any interested passersby who would, fortunately, look up at the small dots in the sky, seeing Konga flail in fear while Para simply laughed off the little thief’s panic. And in no time, the two returned to their helicopter with Konga still shivering in immense fear while they took off.
“So… Uhh… Please don't do that again.”
“Can't. Don't tell me you'll just let us be caught just because you're scared of jumping high.”
“Whatever. Just explain why you're so interested in that piece of metal.”
“Well… You see… It’s a piece of Tela’s body, hardened symbiote goo if you will. Whatever caused the explosion at the spot we found this must have chipped Kipu’s armor. Now, once I eat this…”
“Woah! You're just going to eat a piece of metal?!”
“Then I should be able to feel Tela’s direction. What? I'm an alien symbiote. Why would swallowing metal be of concern?”
“I know something better for you to swallow…”
“Don't start this. Please, we're in a helicopter.”
In a moment of mischievousness and sluttiness, Konga decided it would be the perfect time to have sex with Para while the symbiote was piloting the helicopter. The two communicated using headsets due to the loud noise produced by the rotor blades so the sound of Konga's belt buckle falling on the metal floor could not be heard, surprising Para when a little naked cat suddenly crawled onto his lap who then slowly undid the button of his pants and belt.
“Konga! You slut! I'm going to lose focus!”
“I need a pounding! I'm in heat, just like real women!”
“You aren't in heat, you just can't control yourself!”
In a playful sudden turn of events, Konga decided it was the best idea to have sex with the pilot of a helicopter, now having climbed onto Para’s lap and began biting the muscled cat’s neck. Para immediately began having trouble flying with the disturbance of the slutty thief, causing the helicopter to sway dangerously before Para turned his body into viscous goo which Konga immediately sank inside of. Konga was swiftly absorbed by the cat symbiote, his ass and legs being pushed into the gooey mass while tentacles on the inside flipped his body to fit into the cat symbiote properly. Once properly positioned inside, several of these tentacles then turned into suckers and cocks, latching and penetrating Konga as punishment for trying to disturb Para’s flying.
“Mmmff!!! (Hey! Let me out!!!)”
“You slutty cat! Why don't you learn some self-control?!”
“Mmm!!! (Ouughh! ❤️ The suckers and the cocks… I’m in heaven…)”
“Damn it… This is probably what you wanted, huh? No, I'm going to have to reprimand you with more than just a full-body penetration.”
Remembering Konga's behavior, Para swiftly deduced that his assimilation of the little thief was all part of their plan to pleasure themselves. And since Para was not going to have any of it, he freed Konga's upper body while still having his arms and lower body embedded in his goey body. But after Konga was free, he could barely move around and his cock had connected senses and merged with Para’s more sizable meat stick. Para was willing to play along with Konga just this once as he had already shifted his legs from side to side to drag his pants down and expose his stretchy underwear.
“Look at this bulge, Konga. Your arousal is making me hard too. But what if it just stays in there? Do you want to experience cumming in your underwear and wetting it like a dirty bitch?”
“It's so big! I want it in me, right now!”
“I'm just catering to your desires now, huh… Whatever. You better not start drooling your mind out once I get started.”
Using only one hand to pilot the helicopter, Para slowly pulled down his underwear, giving much anticipation for his girthy rod to flop out. Konga saw this as well along with feeling Para’s cock compress downwards for a moment as the waistband pressed against it until the underwear was finally pulled down. A huge meat stick graciously flowed out, bobbing momentarily as it began to harden. The muscular cat's eggs weren't forgotten either, and it would brush against the aircraft’s seat, giving a ticklish sensation to Konga that made him excited. And from his excitement, Konga erected a little more which in turn made Para’s cock twitch as the two’s penises were connected, both physically and by the sense of touch and control.
“Woah, woah! I can feel it! I love controlling your big cock, Para!”
“Won't you quiet down?!”
“We are in a helicopter! What's the use of being quiet?”
“Fuck you, brat.”
“Yeah, fuck me indeed– Ngaaahh~!!! ❤️ I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Don't stroke so fast! I feel it too, and I'm really sensitive, remember!!! G-god! I-I-I'm about to cum!!!”
To punish Konga’s lustful impulses, Para made the slutty thief remember their mind-boggling methods of achieving pleasure. Para swiftly held his massive erection, wrapping his whole hand before stroking vigorously. This jolt of pleasure sent Konga recoiling with huffs and moans, lying his head against Para’s muscled pecs as he tried to both resist and enjoy the mutual feeling of masturbation. An orgasm was swiftly building up, further progressed when Para returned a gooey cock into Konga’s ass, stretching the thief’s rectum to the fullest and causing a huge dent to form in their abdomen. Konga’s prostate was easily pushed around and louder moans could be heard through the headsets the two wore for their helicopter ride.
Although the wonderful music was disturbed by noisy rotors, Para could hear and knew Konga’s desperate struggles. Eventually, the pleasure from mutual masturbation and the goo cock ravaging Konga’s guts would be too much, and the seed of the little thief flowed out. And due to their connecting genitals, Konga’s urethra connected with Para’s, so Konga would basically supply the cum for their ejaculation while Para’s cock shot out the thief’s load with powerful pressure. Ropes of white seed immediately stained the cockpit along with Konga laying limp in complete exhaustion. The steering stick and controls were glazed with cum which did make Konga smile, proud of his handiwork. However, it would be swiftly cleaned by Para, wiping his hand on the stains, trailing behind his goo which then sprawled through the dirtied area and absorbed all the semen that threatened to short-circuit the helicopter controls.
“Huff… huff… I love you so much…”
“Save your praise for later. We aren’t done yet, slut.”
“Woah, you're letting me out of your body now– Ah! In this position? Wait, don’t thrust so fast like this! My asshole might prolapse again!”
Wanting to punish Konga for good, Para stood up from his seat, separating his tail which grew a beast head and tendrils that piloted the plane instead. It was basically a part of his consciousness that he had ordered to fly the helicopter while he would beat Konga’s prostate into a pulp. Because once the tail head properly formed its simple body and began piloting the plane, Para let the slutty thief fall out of his gooey body before grabbing them by the waist, bringing them to the back seat and holding onto their ankles before promptly raising it to the ceiling. Konga’s bare ass was exposed in all of its supple glory, cock and balls hanging loosely and dripping cum. Para quickly teased insertion, pressing his giant glans against Konga’s asshole, rubbing it across each cheek which made Konga’s backhole shift in anticipation.
The two simply remained silent, even with their headsets that easily allowed each other to hear the smallest of murmurs. Konga was silent because he was anticipating a girthy cock to rape him while Para was silent as he felt indifferent to Konga’s inappropriate behavior. Then, as quickly as the teasing began, the insertion came immediately after. The huge glans of the muscular cat symbiote penetrated with ease, Konga responding with a loud moan through his headset. Konga’s rectum was filled easily, similar to the goo cock that penetrated him before. But it was now this warm, throbbing meat stick, a real lance, a sacred spear to pierce his ass like a knight to an enemy shield.
Once this enemy “shield” is pierced, it would then strike through the colon, reaching Konga’s guts which made him gasp in pain. However, it was only a simple tease as beyond the prostate, there was no prostate to punish, so Para reeled back and began rubbing against Konga’s rectum walls until he felt that small, walnut-shaped organ again. And once he felt it again, Para arched his waist before initiating a vicious rough fuck. Konga reached a second prostate orgasm immediately but Para did not stop and continued to hump mercilessly.
“Ouuh~... Ahhh~ ❤️ Your balls are hitting against my ass…”
“You're a wonderful cum dump like always… You just… need to learn… self-control!”
As Para picked up the pace, his sizable eggs smacked against the thief’s ass, giving a sense of inferiority on top of being used as a toy already. Konga wondered what the lewd slaps of Para’s ass fuck would sound like but all he could do was imagine due to the noisy helicopter. It did build up more arousal in him, and now on the peak of his second prostate orgasm, seed from his ejaculation began flinging everywhere, onto the seats, onto Para’s body, and even back at himself, staining his lewd face with cum as his ass was pounded without break. Male essence practically showered the two’s bodies now, and even though Konga’s load was a bit less due to his side, it still made a spectacularly messy display, legs and eggs dripping with warm seed, staining the fur as it trickled down their thighs.
Para eventually reached his orgasm as well but did not stop to relish it, simply letting it leak and shoot out, becoming lubrication for their anal punishment, and continued to twist Konga’s bowels into knots. Rough seconds began to feel like minutes, a minute began to feel like ten, and ten minutes began to feel like an hour. Konga lost track of time under intense ecstasy, his small and frankly immature body being forced to take in such a manly cock with no breaks. But this is what he wanted, a fun time with his muscular symbiote partner, even if it meant he had no say in how he'll be fucked and face the consequences of potential anal prolapse. Eventually, Para did slow down but not after pumping Konga full of gooey imitation of cum, dirtying the back seat and floor of the helicopter before taking a seat next to Konga as well.
“God, you're such a slut, Konga…”
“Guhh… That was… too much…”
“Oh, your ass isn’t closing.”
“My ass… it prolapsed… Wonderful job~ ❤️”
“It isn’t! You're so delusional!”
“I want cock in my mouth next…”
“Tch, why you little– 💢”
Even after all the punishment inflicted on Konga’s ass, the little thief still had the audacity to go further, now requesting to suck Para’s cock, leaning against the muscular symbiote before collapsing onto their lap, inching their face to the cat’s girthy rod and licking it with great intent. Para thought he had finally put Konga in his place but sighed in annoyance at Konga’s intense libido. But as a very kind symbiote partner, Para reluctantly allowed Konga to suck him off, simply crossing his arms to pout while Konga slowly crawled out of his seat, ass still prolapsed and dripping with cum before pressing his face against the symbiote’s magnificent rod. Now with the cock in his face, Konga nuzzled it lovingly, his fluffy head giving wonderful stimulation which even made Para squirt a bit of cum. Konga did not forget to give some love to the symbiote cat’s massive eggs, nuzzling and kissing them before giving a slobbery lick as if praising the organ for filling him up so lovingly.
The main tool was still dripping with gooey imitation of seed which Konga lapped up without hesitation. Para turned his head away, not wanting to show any satisfaction to Konga. Still, if he ever said he wasn’t enjoying the blowjob he was receiving, it would be an obvious lie as his body would tell otherwise, throbbing in excitement as a small little cat tried to take in the massive glans in one go. Konga was able to swallow the tip comfortably but only the tip. Because once Konga began swallowing deeper, a huge indention on his throat would appear, courtesy of Para’s glans. Para noticed Konga’s struggles and tried to stop the little thief from swallowing further but Konga pushed away the symbiote’s hands when they tried to ease them away by holding onto their shoulders and pushing him back slightly.
This would only fuel Konga’s lustful desire even more, now gripping tightly on the massive cat's cock and forcing it down his gullet. Thankfully, Para’s cock was soft and lacked the traditional rigidity of a real cock made of actual flesh, but it didn’t mean it would make it easier to swallow. As it traveled further down Konga’s throat, his eyes began to curl, cheeks flushed with color as he continued to act out his fantasy. Reaching the base of Para’s crotch seemed impossible at first but Konga relaxed his throat expertly, never once gagging as the meat stick filled his throat. Para couldn’t believe Konga’s tenacity yet remained inanimate after the thief declined his help, simply watching as they struggled on his manhood.
Eventually, after panicky breaths and what felt like a near dislocation of his jaw, Konga reached the base of Para’s cock, all 12 inches of cat cock shoved down his small throat. The thief could hardly breathe with the meat in their mouth, yet they began using their tongue to lick and suck on it. But Konga slowly pulled the dick out, only to swallow it all in one go, in and out and in and out, stimulating Para to cum in his mouth. The symbiote cat was already aroused from the initial struggle of having their cock fit into the slutty thief so it didn’t take long for Para to suddenly burst. A stream of semen immediately filled Konga’s gullet, surprising him as Para only made a slight grunt to signal his orgasm.
Konga quickly pulled out, unable to swallow their symbiote partner’s load. However, Para suddenly reached his hands around Konga’s head, forcing the little thief to gulp down the male essence. But since Konga was not ready, he accidentally coughed, splashing cum back to its sender, as well as causing it to come out of his nose. When his load failed to be swallowed, Para simply slammed Konga’s head against his crotch, cumming for a second time which Konga successfully drank. It tasted oddly sweet and orange when Konga calmed down and allowed the taste to settle in his mouth. The sweetness made the warm cum tolerable to drink, and slowly but surely, the tension died down, and Konga was allowed out, gasping for air as seed dripped from his small maw.
“I hope this will teach you to only beg at the right time.”
“Cough, cough! Why was it tasty?”
“Well… I didn’t want to be too cruel and have you drink salty fluids...”
“Then I want more!”
“My goodness… You’re such. An insufferably lewd. Brat!”
Despite all the punishment inflicted on Konga’s body, the slutty thief still demanded more. Para was already tired of playing around so when Konga began sucking Para off, the symbiote melted their cock away before picking Konga off the floor and swallowing him in an embrace. In this hug, the thief sank into the symbiote’s gooey body where a tentacle immediately wrapped around their neck before digging into his throat. A strip of goo then covered his eyes while the gradual envelopment of orange slime turned into a tight slime suit. Then, Konga’s body was flipped around to match Para’s direction and frame before two tendrils dug into the thief’s ears. The tendrils wasted no time seeping through the ear canals and going immediately towards the brain.
As this slime suit began growing bristles to stimulate his nipples, soles, and palms, Konga’s brain was then wrapped in goo, eyes, hands, and feet curling at the same moment. An endless stream of pleasure began to ripple towards his body, parts of his brain being stimulated by force to make him feel like he was having a never-ending orgasm. Through this, Konga came with zero stimulation, reaching this pleasurable high and ecstasy he sought from his dear friend. Konga would now be sleeping in “peace” cumming endlessly and dreaming of many muscular men dominating him, including a grown-up version of his brother. And now that Konga was hypnotized and in a pleasurable dream trapped inside Para, Para breathed a sigh of relief, dressing up carefully to not rock the helicopter, and returned to the pilot seat, taking the place of his sentient tail head and continuing to fly to their next destination.
“The café in front of the hero base?”
“Yeah! Sir Para said to meet us there!”
“Hardt, are you sure we should… uhh… talk to criminals?”
“Prim, I don’t know, but they’re also looking for Kipu so we have no choice but to cooperate. In fact, Sir Para is a symbiote, just like Miss Tela. Working with him and Konga might be our best shot at finding Kipu, even if it’s morally questionable.”
“I guess they haven’t killed anyone… yet…”
“Have some faith in them, Prim!”
Back at the hero agency, two rookie heroes, Prim, a yellow male dragon, and Hardt, a purple and shorter female cat, were looking for their lost senior. They had been messaged by Para to meet up somewhere close by, being friends with Kipu and might know where the lost hero went. However, the two were similarly clueless and met up with Para to investigate. The two would find the symbiote cat sipping coffee at a shady part of the café in front of the hero base and wearing a beige trench coat, a black fedora, and dark sunglasses. They weren’t sure if they were about to approach the right person, but a simple hand wave made their doubts vanish and the two swiftly sat in vacant seats in front of Para, served complimentary coffee for the two rookie heroes.
“Ahh, you two came.”
“Y-yes, we have. I’m Hardt and this is my friend, Prim”
“Umm… How did you even get Hardt’s number anyway? Also, don’t you have a partner? Is he… gulp… somewhere on a rooftop, aiming a sniper at us?
“What? No, we’d never scheme like that! And for the number… well… let’s just say we did some digging on social media a few weeks ago. Anyway, you two know that Kipu and Tela have gone missing, right? For a few days now… I’m sure you two know that Kipu somehow calls Konga every day at around 7 to 9 AM just to say hello. But now, the reason I called you two here is that I want help in infiltrating a bunker. You see, I found out where Tela seemed to have been staying, and she seemed to be located in a skyscraper now. This skyscraper in particular is a popular one owned by the previous president, located in the middle of the city, so I want to enlist the help of you two as heroes to get us in by using your fame and popularity.”
“Ehh? A way better pick would be a social media influencer!”
“Yeah! We aren’t that famous!”
“But you two are the only ones I know who I wouldn’t have to coerce! Also, please don’t force my hand. I’m sure the two of you want to rescue your friends.”
“Err… I guess we can help… We’ll have to retrieve our hero costumes though.”
“Wait… That’s Crump Towers! But there’s three, so which one specifically?”
“No clue. We might have to check out all three.”
“When will we start this?”
“Right now if possible. Don’t worry, I’ll let you two finish your coffee.”
Prim and Hardt were on edge as they conversed with the criminal symbiote, but Para truly meant no harm and was very sorry for the tension he caused. The two rookie heroes would enjoy their coffee for the time being except for Prim who wasn’t used to drinking black coffee and left early to retrieve hers and Hardt’s costumes. But just as Prim crossed the road, a convoy of armored police vehicles went past, catching Para in surprise and causing him to almost choke on his coffee.
“Woah! Are you alright, sir?”
“Cough, cough! P-Prim, do you know where those police cars and vans are heading?”
“Not at all. Hardt and I are off duty after all.”
“Stay here and wait for your friend. I’ll just investigate really quickly.”
Intrigued by the sudden crossing of police vehicles, Para immediately took off, his coat, hat, and sunglasses melting back into orange goo before turning into black thieving clothes. Once properly disguised, Para suddenly leaped up with impressive strength, cracking the sidewalk and unfortunately tossing the tables over, including the table they were drinking at which made the remaining coffee stain Prim’s civilian clothes. But now that he was on the city rooftops, Para maneuvered expertly with the use of his super strength and agility, easily catching up to the police convoy which led him to the biggest bank of Mew Nork.
“What the– Someone’s actually trying to rob the biggest bank in this city? Wait, wait, wait… This isn’t a robbery… Konga, wake up. It’s time to act.”
“Guhh… All the holes in my body are sore…”
“It’s as if your actions don’t have consequences or something.”
Once he arrived at the crime scene, Para released Konga from his chest, plopping down a sopping wet kitten drenched in an imitation of saliva. Konga could barely stand from having his body played with relentlessly, his sexual endurance finally pressed to the maximum through a full body stimulation that lasted for three hours. But once he was able to compose himself despite being incredibly wet, Para walked right through Konga’s body, absorbing the moisture and dressing the black cat thief in matching black thieving attire along with retrieving a black SCAR PDW rifle from his chest cavity.
“Okay, I promise I won’t act up again. That was very rough…”
“You better. Now, look, down there. It’s… a massacre…”
“A what?!”
After dressing up, Para immediately pointed towards the bank entrance from their rooftop which Konga peaked out of and saw countless bodies of masked criminals writhing in agony, severed limbs scattered about as medics did their best to try and retrieve the wounded, only to be frightened off by the remaining criminals that held out. And on the pillars of said bank, three white kittens in strange futuristic armor wielding glowing green blades hung and crept before all three jumping right at the remaining group of criminals, dicing up their bodies in the blink of an eye. The criminals tried to shoot back, only for them to all fall over, their wrists and ankles severed and crudely cauterized at the same time.
“What the! Kipu?!”
“No, there’s three of them. But they all look similar!”
“S-should we even intervene?”
“Of course, we should! Are you crazy?! They’re mutilating people! Even if they are criminals, they should be treated with respect!”
After the criminals were incapacitated, the three strange cats did not stay any longer and immediately left. Para, not wanting the cruel perpetrators to escape, quickly scooped Konga with one hand and leaped after them. Just like Para’s mode of transportation, the three cats could jump with great height and agility, allowing them to easily traverse the roofs. But with Para and Konga hot on their tails, it wouldn’t take long until one of the cats noticed, alerting its allies and pausing to confront the symbiote and their partner.
“// SCANNING… //”
“// WARNING: WORLD-CLASS CRIMINAL IDENTIFIED //”
“// USE OF VERY LETHAL FORCE: AUTHORIZED //”
“Gah! What a frightening robotic voice!”
The three cats spent no time with a simple staredown as their visors immediately glowed with information, scanning the two and identifying them as dangerous criminals. Once they identified the two, the three cats unsheathed their blades and tried to dice up Konga and Para in one go. However, one would be stopped midair by Konga firing his rifle which contained rubber bullets which didn’t do much damage but when it made contact with the exposed bits of the cyborg cat he shot, they fell from the air, stunned by the pain. Another cat would be intercepted, this time by Para who slung a ball of molten goo at their assailant. The cat tried to dodge, but the molten goo suddenly turned into a giant net, catching them and melting off their metal armor.
That would only leave one cat unaccounted for which easily stabbed their hot blades right through Para. But since Para was a goo symbiote and could make molten and combusting goo, it did nothing but make a temporary wound before Para went in for a bear hug, absorbing the cyborg cat as they tried to struggle uselessly in the muscular cat’s embrace. However, at that moment, the cyborg cat that Konga had stunned had recovered, sneaking up on Konga and almost decapitating his head, barely able to dodge Para’s warning. Still, Konga was struck, an ear clipped with burning pain ensuing right afterward.
“Ahhh!!! It hurts!”
“Konga! You bastard cat!”
And just as the remaining cyborg cat tried to finish Konga off, Para threw another molten net of goo, easily capturing and incapacitating the distracted cyborg.
“Konga! Are you alright?!”
“It stings so badly…”
“Don’t worry, I can fix your wounds with my goo. I’m just glad you weren’t bisected or else it would have been impossible to treat you.”
Luckily, using his body-manipulating goo, Para easily healed Konga’s clipped ear. It stung for a moment before the pain went away, with Konga testing his ears out by flicking them to find no more wound to cause pain. But now that Konga was healed, the two’s attention was fixated on the cyborg cats that tried to take them down. The two approached each one of the now unconscious cats, dragging their naked and slightly burnt bodies together before ripping off their broken armor and visor while Para also spat out the one he absorbed along with their now crushed equipment.
“No way… They all look like Kipu!”
“Height, weight, DNA, everything. Someone… cloned your brother.”
“Who would do such a thing?!”
“Someone who clearly has a grudge against him.”
“But… What should we do with these guys? What would you even do with clones of my brother?! And once they wake up, how would they-”
“That’s the pieces I couldn’t yank off the cat I absorbed! And self-termination? Wait, what’s going to happen to them?!”
In the middle of pondering about what to do with Kipu’s clones, the collars on their necks suddenly let out a grim warning. In just under a second, blood began seeping out of the necks of the clones. Konga tried to see what happened by tugging on the collars, only to realize that the clones had been beheaded by a blade that ran through their necks.
“Gah! What the hell?!”
“Holy shit!”
Konga backed off in shock at three decapitated rolling heads leaving their bodies. The shocked thief immediately went to the side of the building to vomit out of disgust, but Para wouldn’t just stand there and watch the bodies. Instead, Para swiftly knelt down, covered the decapitated bodies’ necks with goo, retrieved the heads, and patched them up with goo as well. Para dug tendrils into the ears of each severed head, finding out that there was still brain activity. Although what remained would barely last another second, Para was swiftly able to connect the severed heads back to their bodies.
The bodies themselves have been artificially resuscitated by Para creeping his goo and forcing the headless bodies to breathe and beat their hearts, returning blood and oxygen flowing around their body. Once the heads were connected, Para opened each of the cat clone’s eyelids to find their dull blue eyes regaining color. And in just under ten seconds, Konga was able to prevent the planned suicide of the cat clones. But after saving the cat clones at the last second, strange devices popped out of their body, coming from all over their bodies while exuding a green glow.
“Ugh… That was… unpleasant…”
“Konga, I saved them, I saved them! And something is coming out of their bodies!”
“You saved them?! Their heads were literally sliced off! Wait, what are those?”
The devices coming out of the clones were small things used to monitor vitals like electrodes and other mechanical-looking items. However, what set these apart from normal vital monitoring tools was that mystical green runes sprawled all over them. The two couldn’t make sense of the symbols, but before they could even take in the shock of saving the clones, the clones’ hands and feet spat out mechanical skeletons of their respective body parts made of titanium and covered in the same runes found on the vital monitors.
“They were modified… With magic?”
“Magic? Like the artifact in Kipu’s favorite museum?”
Para would begin studying the titanium body parts like the vital monitoring devices while Konga went on his phone and called the two rookie heroes. But all of a sudden, Konga felt a fluffy embrace in his back before his neck was bitten softly by a familiar maw.
“Oww! What the-”
“Meow!”
While the two were distracted, the cat clones woke up, completely naked and seemingly devoid of any intelligence. While one clone approached Konga and hugged him from behind, the other two began making out with each other. Para noticed at the same time Konga was startled by the love bite when the two clones making out made slurping noises with their saliva.
“Get off of me!”
“Meow! Meow, meow, meow, meow!”
“Para, help!”
“Was I a little too late in saving them which caused brain damage?”
“Para, help me out! I’m getting– mmph~! ❤️”
Before long, Konga found himself pinned against the ground, his head turned behind his back by a needy paw before a tongue inserted into his maw. Konga would be sexually assaulted by the cat clone, not of malicious intent but out of mindless love, knowing deep down that Konga was their dear brother. So while Konga was forced to make out with a clone, Para approached the two clones that were kissing each other, putting a paw on each of their ears and studying their brain once more. What Para would find on a second observation was that their brains still seemed to be wrapped in something like a chain that was super unnoticeable. Their brains still had the same feeling as the magic vital monitoring devices and modified skeletons, meaning whoever controls them has not yet let go, even after trying to kill the clones.
“Interesting… But what are we going to do with these guys now?”
“Para!!! Mmm! Help me!”
“Oh! Right!”
As Para helped drag away the horny cat clone away from Konga, he quickly thought of leaving the mindless cats back at their progenitor’s apartment. Luckily, Para was somehow able to fit two 5’0 tall kittens in his body while slinging Konga and the third clone under his arms. The two quickly arrive at the missing hero’s apartment, Para unlocks the door by turning his finger into a key before throwing the mindless kittens into the bedroom. Konga would then cover the bedroom door with a nearby bookshelf, just in time to hear relentless banging as the clones tried to get out. They eventually take off to regroup with Prim and Hardt, leaving the clones to become docile before turning on each other, having a wild threesome guided by feral instincts of their repressed minds, although cutely as they were all afraid of pain and were looking for their “father”.
“Hey! Are you two alright! We heard about what happened at the city bank!”
“Yeah. Don’t worry, me and Konga are alright. We subdued the perpetrators as well. But… It'll be hard to explain who they are. Can we just head to the towers and explain later?”
“A-alright. Me and Prim have gotten into our hero costumes as you can see. Wait, Konga? The thief? Where are they?”
“Uhh…”
“Mmmph!!!”
“No where. Let’s go!”
To hide Konga again, Para stuffed the thief into his body but this time with only a hollow chest cavity as stimulating Konga would be a waste of the time at the moment.
“Wait, how are we supposed to get there? I manipulate light while Prim can control and summon temporary gold. Do we just run, or…”
“You two are small enough. Let me hold you, and I'll take us there.”
“What? Can you fly or something- Woah!!!”
Just like he had done with Konga prior, Para carried the two rookie heroes on his waist, leaping from building to building while Prim and Hardt squealed at the top of their lungs. This was the first time Prim and Hardt were handled like this so both were equally on edge in fear of heights and falling out of Para’s grasp.
“Eeek! We're so high up! I can’t take this!!!”
“Gonna… puke…”
“Calm down, you two! I’m not going to let go accidentally!”
Luckily, the symbiote was strong and firm, and if Para even wanted to, he could have turned his hands into a mass of goo to simply wrap round the two heroes for a better hold. Prim and Hardt eventually calmed down while in this scary method of transportation, and it only took a few minutes until they reached Crump Towers. There were three of these towers but it was fortunate that Para was pulled to Tela’s presence which resided in the middle tower. So once they were close enough, Para landed behind an alley, set aside the two heroes, and shifted his black thieving clothes back into a beige trench coat and sunglasses.
“Now, lead the way, you two.”
“G-got it!”
“I feel really dizzy…”
Hardt was the one to lead the way as Prim was still recovering from symptoms of vertigo. Now, if it was in any other city, seeing a short purple cat wearing a wizard hat and wielding staff and a yellow dragon dressed in sparse white fabric and golden rings and wielding a pure gold warhammer, you would think that they were cosplayers who took the wrong turn. But here in Mew Nork, everyone immediately noticed Prim and Hardt as the newly introduced heroes Fighting Gold and Purple Cloud. A small group of bystanders began to amass across the street, pointing at the two heroes before eventually taking pictures. This would prompt the three to pick up the pace before they would be swarmed by fans, weaving through the citizens on their sidewalk before slipping into the tower’s revolving door.
“Whew… If we had been there for any longer, we would have been swarmed! Luckily, not everyone can enter such a prestigious place like this tower owned by a former president. The guards must have immediately thought we were here to meet him, haha!”
“Yeah… I've actually been here once. Although I was kicked out because I looked poor.”
“You have the power to summon gold and turn metal into gold and you somehow get kicked out for looking poor?”
“Hey, you two. Focus. The presence points towards the basement of this place. Go tell the clerk that we'll-”
“Over here!”
“Huh?! Do heroes really have this much privilege?!”
Just being in costume allowed Prim and Hardt to walk past all staff and security to approach one of many elevators in the lobby, leaving Para stunned with the two’s confidence.
“Four elevators here. These two are free so which-”
“Are we really going to be picky?”
“Hold on, you two. One of these has a camera.”
“Sir Para, I’m sure it’s nothing!”
“Let’s go to this elevator instead.”
“Whaaat? You're being paranoid!”
“Come on, you two!”
“Hardt, we should really just follow him.”
“Nope. Besides, he’s kinda big, so…”
“H-hey! Don’t push me in here with you!”
“Sigh… Just pick the lowest floor, you two!”
When the three arrived at the elevators, Para noticed that one lift had a camera. Being a criminal, Para was understandably cautious of the device while Hardt acted nonchalantly and just ignored such a simple everyday object. Para obviously objected but Hardt insisted that the naturally careful criminal should just ignore it. Nevertheless, Para went into the other elevator without a camera while Hardt forced Prim to come to the elevator with a camera to accompany her. The two would both press the basement button, closing the door of the elevator which began its descent. However, something was waiting for the two clueless heroes, as just a few seconds into their elevator ride, the floor of the lift split in half, causing the two to fall while Para was on the other side, completely fine and having let out Konga from his hollow body.
“Waaaa!!! The elevator!”
“Damn it, Hardt! I told you we should have considered the camera!”
Prim and Hardt had fallen into a trap for foolishly trusting the camera of the elevator they had gone into. The two heroes immediately noticed their surroundings switch from a normal urban elevator shaft's minimal lighting and bare concrete interior to a brightly illuminated surrounding with smooth metal walls and no sign of an end.
“We're going to die!”
“Calm down! I'll stop our fall easily!”
Since Hardt’s main power was the control of light and its use for illusions of people and objects, there was no way she could do anything to stop their fall. However, Prim’s power was to conjure gold in various shapes and sizes, quickly use his power to make several thin metal poles that clung onto the walls ahead of where the two were falling. The two would obviously die if they immediately collided with a solid object so Prim’s quick thinking of using his soft, for metals that is, and malleable gold into a layered cushion would give them a clear shot of saving themselves. And so the hero swiftly put their plan into action, summoning weaves of gold that embed themselves on the sides. These would materialize for thinnest to thickest, making sure to break their fall evenly. It was wild to consider using metal as a cushion, but Prim somehow made it work, summoning over a ton of gold shaped into bendy yet solid weaves and nets to catch them just before reaching what seemed to be a giant cushion.
“Ow… My back…”
“Wait, if we just… fell… and I didn’t use my gold to catch us, then we would have been fine?!”
“I mean, it was logical for us to catch ourselves instead of betting that we weren’t going to splatter into red paint!”
Prim’s web of gold would slowly disintegrate, letting the two fall onto the giant cushion that waited for them. And although the panic and expectation to be able to save themselves with very little diversity in their abilities to save themselves from a great fall, Prim and Hardt were just glad to have survived. But now that they had landed, the two found themselves in a small room quite different from what a basement should look like. It was obvious that they weren’t in a normal basement any more due to how long they fell but Hardt couldn’t help but point out the difference.
“This is still a trap… Prim, you should get ready to fight. For me, of course.”
“What?! Ugh… I forgot you're more of a support hero. Can’t you just conjure your magic into simple energy blasts like we've been taught?”
“I guess so… But they won’t be particularly strong.”
“But it will still do damage. I can do the same but simply summoning spears of gold to fight is more lethal.”
After talking to each other about how to confront future threats, a sliding door of the room they were in suddenly opened, making the two heroes turn in surprise to find three cyborg cats ready to subdue them with chains. These were the same cyborg cats that Konga and Para fought and were clones of Kipu, but the two wouldn’t know that just yet.
“ // SCANNING… // “
“ // HEROES FIGHTING GOLD AND PURPLE CLOUD, PLEASE SURRENDER WITHOUT RESISTANCE // “
“ // FORCEFUL SUBJUGATION IS AUTHORIZED // “
“What the hell! Robots?!”
“Hardt, get ready!”
“But I’m not ready!”
“We have no choice!”
Immediately put on alert, Prim raised his hammer before summoning yellow portals that were ready to sling all kinds of golden weapons at the cats while Hardt timidly followed, concentrating her light magic into raw energy orbs that were basically big steel balls to throw. Seeing that the two heroes will put up a fight, the cyborg cats unsheathed their blades with a menacing green glow before one took the first move, clashing weapons with Prim. Meanwhile, Para and Konga had made their way into the actual basement of the tower but since they obviously hadn’t reached the source of Tela’s presence, they looked for a nearby stairwell to continue descending.
“Are the two going to be alright? You should have forced them to take our elevator.”
“They'll be fine. They're heroes, after all. Don’t tell me a hero wouldn’t be able to defend themselves.”
“I think the yellow dragon is far more capable than the purple cat, but that’s just me.”
“I guess so. Based on the information I've gathered on Prim, he can conjure blades of gold through portals.”
“Do you think he has tried selling the product of his gold magic before?”
“I don’t think he can. His constructed weapons only last for an hour. However, he does have the legendary Midas Touch, and it’s luckily controllable. But the only thing he can turn into gold permanently is lead.”
“Wow… I should have him touch a pile of lead then.”
As the two ran down the stairwell while talking about the two rookie heroes, Para observed that the signage that told the floor they were on didn’t seem to change. Para thought he was simply seeing things at first, but when they suddenly stopped at a completely flat floor, the symbiote finally pointed it out to their partner.
“Huh? A dead-end?”
“Konga, look, the signs. They… repeat.”
“What? Did you only notice that now?”
“Uhh… Never mind that. But I think we should take a chance with demolishing this stairwell.”
“Wouldn’t that attract attention?”
“We're too far down. Any guards would be too late and would just arrive at a scorched hole.”
“Fair enough.”
Through the flat dead-end of the stairwell, Para could still feel Tela’s presence under it so he ordered Konga to ascend a floor while he tore through the ground with his sharp claws. The symbiote had insane speed and claws sharp enough to cut through titanium so it wouldn’t take much effort to turn the concrete floor into fine powder. It wouldn’t take long for Para to do such a thing either, but when the dust settled, he had simply dug into the dirt.
“Wow… That was useless.”
“Hey! Don’t mock me! Why don’t you do it!”
“I’m kidding!”
“This is no problem. I'll simply keep digging.”
Even though the stairwell was a simple dead-end, Para did not stop clawing at the ground, eventually turning his claws red-hot to speed up the digging. He would dig quickly as well, ripping through dirt and steel beams before hitting something tough enough that his subtle force didn’t get through it.
“I hit something! A firm metal wall!”
“You did? There’s actually something down here?”
Somehow, Para was able to force his way into the secret base underneath the tower without using a proper entrance. Since Para did not find the base the intended way, the two were able to infiltrate in surprise, entering the base through a giant cut before slipping into a corner to hide behind two cyborg cats that were guiding a door.
“We're getting close! It’s beyond that door as well!”
“But how will we get through? There are probably cameras around the corner!”
“How about… I dig through the wall again?”
“I guess that could work.”
Once again, Para thought of brute forcing his way through the secret base using his fiery claws. But just as he was about to start digging away, the hiss of the distant door opening could be heard, along with three footsteps that were seemingly approaching the two.
“The rookie heroes aren’t of use for now. They can be toys for the cyborg cat’s lustful minds. Now, although all modified cats are having their sperm turned into physical strength, it’s still a bit unrefined. I still need to import Kipu’s modifications to the systems of all cyborg cats. Welp, back to the lab.”
The footsteps came from none other than Tem who now had Kipu and Tela accompanying him, both under the demon’s technical and magical mind control. Para immediately shoved the two of them into the small hole he had already made in case the other three would pass by. Thankfully, they went to a hallway to the right of the one where Para and Konga were, barely noticing the dirt and debris that Para dug up with his claws.
“Who do you think those footsteps belonged to?”
“One of them belongs to Tela. I'm assuming the other must be Kipu’s and some mystery guy.”
“Shouldn’t we confront them right now?!”
“Didn’t you hear? It seems like Prim and Hardt were captured. We should free them so we can fight together so that we-”
But before Para could finish, the cyborg cats guarding the doors down the hallway heard the two’s murmuring, investigated, and peeked into the hole the two were hiding in.
“ // INTRUDERS! // “
“Damn! So much for hiding!”
Then at the next second, Konga launched himself out of the hiding spot with a drop-kick, knocking the guard over and alerting the other to the two’s presence. Para swiftly came out after, immediately flinging a ball of goo at the tripped guard’s head, rendering them unconscious as the goo quickly infiltrated their brain through their nose and ears.
“Konga, be alert! There’s no telling whether or not- Gah!”
“Watch out!”
“Gah! M-my side!”
With the second guard alerted, the online system it had been connected to warned Tem and his controlled bodyguards, with Kipu and Tela returning to the hallway they had turned where Kipu then threw a searing blade at Para, slicing a portion of the muscled symbiote’s abdomen. Orange goo quickly splattered across the walls, and before Para could regenerate, Tela, now fitted with similar hi-tech gear and cybernetics, lunged at Para with two piercing tentacles, successfully impaling him and leaving Konga in shock.
“Para!”
“Konga, I’m alright, damn it! Focus on Kipu!!!”
But since Para was a goo beast, physical attacks were easily shrugged off, including the two he had just received. The fight would be a two-on-two which Para could easily win, but he didn’t want to hurt either of their controlled friends so he allowed himself to be pierced. However, that would be part of his plan as he’d then grab onto Tela’s tentacles and pull the blue cat symbiote towards him. Meanwhile, Konga had engaged in battle with Kipu but was in an immediate disadvantage as his rifle with rubber bullets did barely anything to stop the controlled hero while Kipu had a blade that could easily lop a limb off.
The only thing Konga could do was run and dodge as his bullets barely did anything while Para wrestled Tela who was able to use her own gooey body to resist the goo Para was secreting to invade her mind and free her from mind control. Eventually, more cyborg cats came and decided to help Tela overpower Para while Tem arrived as well, returning with a spear made of flesh and bone in one hand and handcuffs on the other. By that point, Konga was finally caught, subdued by his armpits by Kipu who then presented the thief to their master. Para had also already been overpowered as at least ten cyborg cats had piled up on him and relentlessly stabbed his body with their searing knives, all the while Tela absorbed the goo Para was losing from being damaged.
“Kipu! Or if Kipu’s, if you are just a clone of my brother! Let go of me!”
“Ah, so this is the infamous thief Konga the Little? Well, I can see why you have such a nickname. Just as short as your brother! And in addition… you have identical genes to him. Must be why you have a similarly gooey friend over there. You can feed him your sperm for power, just like Kipu can. But unlike Kipu, you use it for crime. Nevertheless, you will make a good addition to my army. Now, say goodbye to your free will!”
“No!!!”
After the zombie demon gave a mocking gesture through a hand wave, Kipu’s hold on Konga’s armpit suddenly became a chokehold. Konga immediately resisted, twisting his body, kicking his feet, and digging his claws into Kipu’s arms to no avail. The painful constriction of his neck made him panic and waste his waning breath even further until his vision began to get blurry, his strength fading until he eventually passed out.
“Konga!!! Get. Off of me!!!”
Even under all the punishment he had to endure and resist, Para still watched Konga. When he finally saw the black cat lay unconscious, the orange cat symbiote figuratively and literally exploded with rage, no longer caring for the damage his powers may deal. Para’s powers were of heat and generation of explosion so when he lashed out against his many assailants, he detonated his goo, shaking the entire secret facility while blasting away several cyborg cats, many of which immediately hit their heads violently and fell unconscious. Para could finally reform his body and stand, and although he had significantly less mass which led to him reforming an average body, he still had his sharp claws to work with.
And work with it, he did, immediately clawing apart the blades and armors of the remaining cyborg cats that survived, swiftly meeting with Tela’s tentacles. The blue cat symbiote’s tentacles were like steel whips, powerful and sharp enough to leave slash marks on the metal floor as the hallway the two were fighting in turned into a death zone of claw and tentacle slices. Surprisingly, Para and Tela were able to keep up with each other, with similar speed and reflexes allowing one side to overpower the other with a back-and-forth cycle. And Para was slowly collecting the goo he had shed around him, regaining his strength and managing to step forward through Tela’s tentacle whips. However, just as he was about to reach Tela, Tem threw his grotesque spear between the blue cat symbiote’s hair, distracting Para from slicing the weapon instead of the tentacle that he was focusing on, causing him to be impaled through the head from the chin up.
“Gah… We aren’t done yet!”
But just like previously mentioned, Para was immune to physical attacks and simply cut off the tentacle that impaled his head before reeling in for a swipe of his claws. However, in just that fraction of a second that Para was distracted, Tem slipped a cryogenic mine between the two goo symbiotes, freezing the two in an instant.
“Wh-what?! How is this possible?! In just under a second, a trap was able to be thrown under me?!”
Both Para and Tela were frozen in a perilous pose, one was ready to gore the other with their claws while the other was prepared to turn the other into a pincushion. Unfortunately, neither attack connected, and all the two could do was stare at each other with angry eyes. Then, Tem finally approached and poured hot water from a thermos on Tela’s back, slowly thawing the controlled symbiote, leaving Para hopeless in his frozen state.
“Wonderful work. It’s a shame many of these cats’ equipment was broken… God, I should get this automated already! Whatever. Tela, bring that beast to the cryo chamber while I fix this damn mess. Tch. What a huge setback…”
And with a robotic salute, Tela heeded Tem’s order, bringing Para to a far-away room with her tentacles for the poor orange cat symbiote to be frozen like meat. Therefore, while Tela was busy locking up Para, Tem also ordered Kipu to handcuff Konga and bring him into the same room Prim and Hardt were being held in while the zombie demon used their powers to summon undead beasts to carry the broken cyborg cats into his main experimentation room for tweaking and repairs.
“Ugh… Where am I… What happened… Am I blindfolded and in handcuffs…”
A few hours would eventually pass with Konga finding himself naked in a glass cage, blindfolded and handcuffed to a heavy metal chair. As he awoke, Konga tried to rub his eyes out of habit but couldn’t and instead shook his head vigorously to undo the blindfold and observe his surroundings. Immediately, Konga noticed another glass cage that held both Prim and Hardt. The cages were very bright while the outside was pretty dark. Konga was still able to see, however, and noticed that several cyborg cats were eying Prim and Hardt’s cell. Their tails were all swaying excitedly which confused Konga until they began taking off what little clothing covered their crotch and chest, five entering the cell while the others watched.
“Zzz… Who’s nudging me… H-hey! Why can’t I see anything?!”
“Waah! Hardt! Wake up! You need to- mmmph!”
In the other glass cage, both rookie heroes had been stripped naked and blindfolded, similarly to Kipu. And they were stripped and blindfolded for a sinister reason as the cyborg cats that entered the cell wanted to relieve themselves using the two, immediately starting with Prim who was pushed off his chair with his head down and ass up which were immediately inserted into. The yellow dragon squealed from the violation, calling out to their friend to wake before having a cock inserted into their mouth. Two cats would fuck Prim while three wanted to have their way with Hardt.
“Prim? Where are we?! Whose lap am I sitting on? And am I naked! Gah! Someone hugged me from the back! H-hey! Get your hands off my breasts, creep- mmm!!!”
Hardt would wake up sitting on someone’s lap while being hugged from the back by perverted hands that immediately cupped her breasts and started pinching her nipples. The purple cat shouted angrily at the violation but was suddenly silenced when the cyborg cat whose lap they were sitting on suddenly reached in for a kiss. Hardt was appropriately disgusted and tried to resist the kiss, but a third set of hands forced her head still, allowing the kiss to dig deeper and become a dizzying advance. And with that kiss, the cat that Hardt was sitting on began to get hard, their small cock growing in excitement and touching Hardt’s pussy.
Hardt flinched from the sensation of the meat stick but found herself weak and aroused through the kissing and nipple teasing. Two greedy paws twisted, rubbed, and squeezed her breasts while a playful tongue assaulted her maw, leaving the hero in a daze as it was hard to resist such pleasure. However, clarity would strike Hardt when her hips were pressed towards the cock pointing against her slit, forcing an insertion that caused her to moan. The moan would be suppressed by the kiss that still wasn’t allowed to separate while the cat that Hardt was sitting on began to bounce the hero on their lap.
“(I feel like I’m in a sex sandwich… Who is doing this to me… Am I being taken advantage off… I-I might cry…)”
On the inside, Hardt was despairing about her predicament as she had never had sex before. This wouldn’t be helped by Prim’s moans caused by anal sex and muffled by cock but Hardt was still somewhat calm as the penetration was gentle, the nipple teasing was tolerable, and the kissing was somehow romantic. The inexperienced hero was torn whether to accept the four-way intercourse or not but their decision would be interrupted when the groping and kissing stopped.
“Huh? It stopped? Woah! Why are they lifting me up and- Ouhh~! ❤️ Something long and warm… it went in me again…”
The momentary pause was nothing more than to switch positions as Hardt was turned around face forward out and having the cyborg cat penetrate her pussy from the back. With this position, the cyborg cat that was penetrating Hardt could also play with breasts. In addition, the new position made it possible for the two other cats to take turns kissing Hardt who was once again put into a daze when a playful tongue entered her maw. Drool dripped from the purple cat’s lips, still confused whether to accept or resist the play but found the soft fur of their assailant soothing to the touch.
However, their enjoyment would be halted when two lips made contact with their nipples and began trying to nurse on them. Hardt immediately screamed from the sensation but was gagged by a paw while the bouncing became rougher and faster. The cyborg cats didn’t know that Hardt didn’t have the capacity to lactate but still continued sucking and licking the hero’s chest. And from all the combined stimulation, Hardt had wet herself for the first time, fluids from her female orgasm dripping down the cyborg cat that was penetrating her. But when the cat felt their partner’s fluids trickle down their rod, they seemingly signaled their other partners to stop sucking. Then, the two nursing cats lifted Hardt off of the other cat’s lap again before laying the hero down on their side who was now panting from their first orgasm.
This time, the three cyborg cats were going to taste Hardt’s pussy, stroking their rods to get them erect while Hardt did her best to stand up and crawl towards the sound of Prim’s moans. However, she suddenly felt someone hold onto her waist before a familiar cock returned to house her folds. The cock would return with force and vigor, making a lewd slap every time the eggs collided with Hardt’s pussy. Hardt immediately lost all strength from the sudden insertion, getting into the same position Prim was in for her to be taken advantage of.
“Guh~... ❤️What is this feeling…”
The first cat humped Hardt relentlessly, intending to reach their orgasm quickly. So when fucking Hardt from the back got boring, the cat flipped her over and started humping from the front. And now with the humping coming from the front, Hardt’s clitoris was stimulated, making her reach a second orgasm. It wouldn’t take long for the first cat to peak either as it only took a minute of non-stop rough fucks for them to slow down from the pleasure before eventually reaching an orgasm. White seed flowed out and immediately filled Hardt’s virgin womb which gave the hero an odd sense of heightened pleasure as the warmth of the cum settled inside. And because of the modifications done to the cats, their sperm were transmuted to physical power and thus were all sterile.
This meant that the cyborg cats could mate with no repercussions, meaning that Hardt can’t get pregnant. So once the first cat cummed into Hardt’s womb, they swiftly left to make way for the second, immediately pounding the hero and splattering cum all over their bodies. Hardt’s orgasm would begin building again, further accelerated by the fact that the second cat reached in for a tight hug and made their penetration reach deeper, causing the base of the crotch to hit against the clitoris. The hero was strangely in love with the feeling of intercourse and wrapped their hands and legs around their partner, anticipating the next ejaculation that would fill their womb. And that opportunity could come in the very next second, another orgasm filling their womb and spilling out onto the floor.
Hardt had never felt so dirty, indulging in sex like this as she was a puritan, unlike Prim who did look at porn from time to time. But now she was panting and drooling like a slut who was anticipating to be filled. Now, it was the third cat’s turn, but they wouldn’t go in from the front. Instead, the third cat flipped Hardt over and went into her ass. It wouldn’t feel as good for Hardt to have a cock go into her ass, but the rectum was still filled with sensitive nerves to arouse her further. And with the tightness of Hardt’s back hole, it didn’t take long for the third cat to reach their orgasm, now having filled both of Hardt’s holes with their seed.
“Huff… huff… What was this… And… Huh? A hug? O-oh. A big hug?”
After having their way with Hardt, all three cats strangely hugged the hero from all sides as if full of repentance. Hardt was finally able to shake off the blindfold covering her eyes, finding Prim in a similar position, stunned as cute white cats cuddled with them.
“Hardt! Cough! Eww… They really cummed in my mouth…”
“Prim? What’s happening?!”
“I have no idea! A-are you alright? Did they hurt you? Are you fine?”
“I-I think I’m alright… Did… Did I just have sex?”
“They fucked me in the ass and mouth, so… you’re lucky that they didn’t force their cock down your throat!”
“Eww! Boys!”
“They didn’t seem too malicious aside from almost killing us?”
“I can’t move. These guys are hugging me too tightly!”
“I can’t either!”
“Wait, who's that over there? A black cat?”
“Where? Oh! Could that be-”
For some odd reason, all the cyborg cats that had their way with the two heroes grew docile, holding them down and snuggling with the heroes. They couldn’t move, unfortunately, but they were grateful they weren’t being fucked anymore and could finally relax. But the two would then see Konga in his cell pressed against the floor while a cyborg cat was humping him from the back.
“ // Ouuhh~ ❤️ Pleasure readings… 90%... // “
“Ahh… ahh… This is embarrassing… Prim and Hardt are watching me as well…”
Strangely, the robotic voice of the cyborg cat seemed to be waning as if their audio synthesizer were malfunctioning. The cyborg cat had started its relentless ass fuck with a cold and mechanical motion with stiff movement and barely any sound. But as time went on and their cock was properly stimulated by Konga's tight asshole, they began to loosen up, their humps becoming more natural while their hands crept from Konga's waist to his chest for a hug. Moans also began to resound from the original quiet cyborg which mixed in with Konga's own struggling moans. Fortunately, the glass cage was soundproof so Prim and Hardt wouldn't hear the two cat's groaning their hearts and minds out from their loveless copulation.
“H-how do I get this g-guy off of me… My asshole… It’s so sore… Ughh… I'm about to- Ahh~! ❤️ Cum!!! ❤️”
The animalistic rhythms of cyborg cat were unbearable, and even when the two fell over from pleasure, two legs wrapped around Konga's waist to hold him in place while he was continued to be fucked relentlessly. Konga swiftly reached a prostate orgasm, shooting his seed across the floor while the cyborg cat that was fucking him peaked at the same time, filling his asshole with their seed.
“ //B-brother… I-It's me… Kipu… Help…// “
“Huff… huff… What the hell…”
After the two’s unending mating, the cyborg cat suddenly spoke out familiar words to Konga, proclaiming to be his brother. Konga already knew that all the cyborg cats were clones of his brother so it was hard to believe the one who had fucked him was the real Kipu. However, feeling the hold on his waist lose strength, Konga freed himself from the lewd embrace and turned to the cyborg cat that was now tired and panting to try and remove their visor.
With the moment of clarity achieved from their recent orgasm, Kipu was able to let out one normal sentence before the mind control that was puppeteering returned with a sinister green glow on his visor, standing up and looking down at Konga before dragging the thief by their legs to be sat on the metal chair. However, Konga surprised Kipu with a tackle, throwing the controlled hero on the ground before riding their ass from the back. Although Konga's hands were handcuffed and behind his back, he was able to perfectly press his body against Kipu’s body, insert his cock into the controlled hero before flailing like a fish as he attacked with sex.
Konga had heard Kipu’s cry for help and barely pieced a plan of fucking Kipu to see if it would make the hero regain control, wondering if pleasure would overpower the mind control. So, putting everything on the line on his theory, Konga remained on top of Kipu and never allowed himself to be thrown off, pricking the hero’s prostate every time the two shook around in their struggle. And somehow, Konga’s guess was correct, because once Kipu reached a prostate orgasm, the hero moaned with their normal voice, although still having a little bit of robotic tune.
“Just keep fucking him, and he should resist what ever is controlling him!”
“ // Wooo~... Brother… Keep… going… // “
With barely enough stamina to continue his relentless humping, Konga managed to get Kipu to orgasm a second time where the hero then stopped all resistance, allowing Konga to finally rest his sweaty body, soaked from all the humping he was doing. However, this clarity wouldn’t last forever and Kipu already felt the domineering voice of submission creeping into his mind. But with his quick thinking, Kipu, using his moment of clarity, swiftly crushed Konga’s handcuffs, lifted him from the ground, sat him on the nearby chair, and collapsed on his cock, immediately burying the thief’s dick into the hero’s back hole once again, making Kipu squirt a little bit of his seed in the process.
“K-Kipu, is this really you…”
“ // I-I was captured by a demon scientist, it seemed… Konga, keep bobbing me on your lap… I don’t want to go brain-dead again! Keep fucking me, it’s the only way to disrupt the mind control! // “
“I figured that out already, but it’s still very weird!”
Aside from short-circuiting the magical implants with magical energy, the feeling of pleasure disrupted Kipu’s mind control, and the hero regained their sanity to tell their brother what happened to them. It did require Konga to keep bouncing Kipu on his lap up and down to continue the mind control at bay, breaking a sweat as both endured the tiring ass fucks.
“But… I-I can’t keep fucking you like this… I’ll grow tired soon… Ahh…”
“ // T-that’s okay… Quick, put me down and stick your fingers in my butt. // “
“You want me to finger your prostate?”
“ // It’ll require less effort than fucking me with your cock! Come on! Who knows when you’ll grow tired?! // “
To supplement the problem of losing stamina, Kipu suggested to Konga to instead use his hands to massage the hero’s prostate, continuing the flow of pleasure while minimizing stamina consumption. So, just before the two reached the peak of their orgasms, Kipu pulled himself out of Konga’s lap before getting on all-fours and presenting his puckering asshole to the tired thief. Konga was barely able to stand up and stick his fingers in time before Kipu’s mind became numb as the sinister voices that controlled him returned.
Luckily, Konga touched Kipu’s prostate in time, and with just enough force the hero moaned and came on the floor. A simple poke wouldn’t cut it, of course, and even after Kipu climaxed, Konga kept touching, rubbing, thrusting, and massaging the hero’s asshole and prostate until Kipu collapsed from exhaustion with a crooked yet satisfied smile on his face. The mind control was fully suppressed from how much Konga was poking at Kipu’s prostate, allowing the thief to breathe a sigh of relief and see Prim and Hardt breaking out of their glass cells using their magic.
Prim was first to escape thanks to his strong gold magic materializing several giant spikes to pierce what would be bulletproof glass while Hardt escaped by repeatedly casting balls of energy against the walls. The docile cyborg cats were all still inside the cages, but they were all fast asleep, cuddled with one another either kissing or sucking on each other in a yin-yang pose. The two heroes finally broke free and swiftly approached Kipu and Konga’s cells, breaking them out instantly with the combined forces of their magic.
“Uhh… Should we-”
“Don’t question it.”
“ // Please… Just look the other way… Actually, Prim, carry me by your waist while Konga continues fingering my asshole… // “
“What? And what’s up with your voice?”
“ // Just trust us! // “
To move forward with their escape, Kipu pleaded with Prim to carry him while Konga would keep fingering the hero’s asshole to keep the pleasure steady. Prim, after having sex with two cyborg cats, was already too deep into the lewdness to say no and simply heeded to Kipu’s request. Meanwhile, Hardt was still very embarrassed about the foursome she unwillingly participated in to look at Konga playing with Kipu’s prostate comfortably and just searched the room for the clothes they had been stripped off, using her cape as tissue for the cum that still soiled her back and front holes. She would also pass the used cape to clean everyone, leaving the dirty fabric behind with a single tear in her eyes as they approached the exit door.
“How do we get out of here?”
“ // Ough… Konga, we need a code… Don’t worry, I know the code… Just… Lower me to the keypad’s height and I’ll input it. // ”
“Then what? We should find and free Para and Tela next!”
“We’re both powerless at the moment. However, I’m sure we can trust Prim and Hardt to protect us in the mean time.”
“Ehh? Why us?”
“Yeah! Why us?!”
“ // Please… You two are the only ones with magic powers to help… Prim, your gold summoning is more versatile than you think… And- woo~! ❤️Konga, don’t play too hard!”
“Kipu?! Did you just cum on my back?!”
“ // S-sorry… And Hardt, your light can be used as a distraction… In fact, the visor stuck to my face is extremely sensitive to light… // “
Since the two rookie heroes were, well, rookies, they had a hard time believing in themselves and burdening their senior hero’s order to be the protector. Prim could fight, but he was always hesitant due to the sheer potential power of his gold magic while Hardt wasn’t confident in the power of her magic. Still, the two rookie heroes held their heads high and agreed to their responsibility. And now that they agreed, Prim held up Kipu to the exit door’s keypad, all the while the hero’s asshole was still being played with, and tapped the combination in.
“ // 8… 21.. 20.. 07… There. Now we can- // “
“Something is going on with Kipu. I’ve lost connection with him, and-”
“ // … // “
“...”
But as soon as the door opened, the group was immediately brought face-to-face with Tem and Tela, staring awkwardly at each other before suddenly erupting into battle, jumping back and readying each other’s attacks and spells.
“What a surprise! You brats somehow found a vulnerability with mind control, and it wasn’t from the overflow of magic energy! Wait, what is the black cat pushing on the white one, and why is the white one drooling with a slutty smile? No matter. Tela, capture them!”
“Eek!”
“Hardt, get ready! Konga, have Kipu and hide! I can’t carry him while fighting– Ngah!!!”
“Crap! We’ll hide!”
Without sparing another moment, Tela sprung into action, immediately leaping into the air to bring down several impaling tentacles to skewer the four. Prim was luckily able to deflect them all using golden spears thrown from his magic portals while Hardt was able to confuse Tela’s aim using her bright light magic. Kipu was barely able to dodge as he carried his brother away, the ground being struck and cracking loudly as the powerful gooey tentacles barely missed their mark. Tem would also launch his own attack, that being a wave of skeletal and fleshy hands rushing right at Prim.
The gold-manipulating hero was barely able to shatter the wall, scattering bone and gore all over the place before the demonic scientist showed their true form, their small body growing to the size of a titan while muscles grew to pair with their hulking body. Hardt tried to interrupt the Tem’s transformation with concentrated orbs of magic, but her staff would be flicked away by a swift tendril by Tela before having her ankle snagged and raised upside down in the air. Hardt would launch a few spears to try and sever the tendril that had caught Prim but was suddenly met with a giant fist, launching him across the room, shattering his armor and leaving him gravely injured.
After sending Prim flying, Tem’s attention returned to the two fleeing cat brothers who somehow snuck past them and exited the room of cages. Now, since Prim and Hardt were the only ones capable of doing any real problem at the moment, Tem ordered Tela to stay and capture the two rookie heroes while the zombie demon chased Kipu and Konga down the hallway, coincidentally towards where Para was being held and where they would run past a few cyborg cats on standby.
“ // B-brother… you have to let me go… You’re too slow to escape… // “
“But you’ll fall under mind control again!”
“ // You already know how to save me! Just hold me down and touch my sensitive parts! Now! Let. Go! // “
“Hey! What are you doing!”
The combination of a giant hulking cat zombie demon and several agile cyborg cats was practically impossible to escape from if you’re carrying deadweight which is what was happening to Konga right now. Kipu knew this and suggested that he should be left behind, and when Konga refused, the hero began squirming in their brother’s grasp, becoming hard to carry and eventually being let go. Konga immediately stopped to pick Kipu up again but seeing the Tem and his army of cyborg cats quickly approaching, Konga left Kipu behind with tears in his eyes, looking back to see Kipu’s inactive visor reactivate with a green light since the pleasure stopped, allowing the mind control to take into effect again.
Now without anything holding him down, Konga was able to run much faster, just barely enough to outspeed the cyborg cats with enhanced physical abilities and the main villain. There were many tricky turns to take and lunges from the cyborg cats to dodge, yet Konga’s reflexes were top-notch, even avoiding rubble thrown at him by Tem thanks to the irritating sound of claws scratching against the metal walls and eventually digging into the earth. After running, hopping, and skipping for his life, Konga finally reached a dead end hallway with a door, but his heart immediately sank when he noticed that it had a passcode.
“Please! Please let the code be the same as the one Kipu used! Crap It’s not! Uh oh!”
But unfortunately for Konga, the door was locked with a different code, and he would most certainly be captured now. However, Tem was still going full speed, and when the zombie demon realized this, they were too late to stop their huge body running over his cyborg cats and Konga, crashing through the door and into a thick glass window where Para was being kept frozen.
“Ugh… Fuck… I’m bleeding… Uh oh. Ah!”
“I finally caught you, you little rat!”
“Ngah! It hurts!!!”
The crash was barely a hindrance for the undead behemoth as they immediately grabbed Konga who was still recovering while the cyborg cats, seeing the situation under control, simply got up and formed a shoulder-to-shoulder line while their master squeezed the life out of the black cat thief.
“You are a wonderful specimen, you know that? I really want to splatter your blood across the walls but the compatibility of your genes and DNA to symbiote goo is priceless. Maybe once I clone you, then I can rip you apart limb from limb for the inconvenience you’ve caused me.”
“What the hell even are you…”
“Haven’t seen a demon before? Magic, even? The world is so out of touch that the only way it could ever return to being resilient to the magic of the past is through shitty hero agencies that employ children.”
“Don’t you dare belittle my brother and his friend’s looks…”
“You should be in high school doing calculus and killing yourself over chemistry, not working as a thief!”
“Asshole!”
Although it was important to keep Konga alive for further developments and experiments, there wasn’t anything to stop Tem from playing with the thief and their body. So after the zombie demon gave Konga a rough squeeze, Tem opened his grip, only to hold onto both of Konga’s forearms before pinching them with tremendous force.
“Gaaah! Huff, huff! What are you doing!!!”
“I barely got off from getting Kipu to act like a lowly mutt, so I’ll supplement it with your screams. Now, give me your best shout~”
“Stop, stop!!! M-my arms! They’re going to-”
And with a sickening crack, Konga’s pupils shrunk before overwhelming pain overtook him. The usually cocky thief was now bawling their eyes out, flailing and kicking their legs uselessly while the wretched zombie demon let out a booming cackle. Konga’s forearms quickly grew inflamed and to add more insult to injury, Tem kept squeezing Konga’s broken arms, bringing out more painful screams from the poor thief. And if breaking Konga’s arms weren’t enough, Tem would suddenly drop him before laying a giant foot on both of Konga’s thighs.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!! Don’t do this! These are my femurs!”
“What was that? Your femurs? Oh, so you know what I’m targeting? Don’t worry, I’m not breaking that yet. I was going to start with…”
“Ngah!!! M-my ankles! Please! Stop this!”
To move on with his next vile torture, Tem lifted his teasing foot from Konga’s thighs to grip the thief’s ankle with their powerful toes. With barely any effort, Tem shattered Konga’s left ankle, making Konga scream in pain once again. Tears, sweat, and snot were dripping from all over Konga’s body, unable to endure such torture. He had been shot and kicked before but all these wounds quickly passed, unlike the intentional squeezing of his broken forearms. His right ankle was next to be crushed, his entire body picked up from his left foot to be broken with a powerful grip. Konga could only stare back at the zombie demon’s evil eyes before bracing himself as the anticipated constriction began.
“This isn’t even the end for you. I’ll bite down on your wounds, leaving only your head and torso intact. That’s all you need to live, right? And afterwards, I’ll gorge myself on your essence. Someone holding such capable genes is also lucky to be rich in magic energy. I really do wonder what magic capable mortals would be able to wield if they awakened. Oh well, time to scream for me, kitten~”
“Waaah! Nooo!!!”
But just before Konga was gravely injured once again, giant sets of golden weapons along with magic energy blasts came hurtling toward Tem. Tem was able to react quickly, letting go of Konga and swiftly punching the massive attack with his huge fists, as well as ordering the cyborg cats on standby to get ready for a fight.
“How did they… Oh… Oh. They actually overloaded the modifications with magic energy. Tch, brats.”
As the dust cleared, Prim, Hardt, and Tela appeared by the entrance. To explain the sudden comeback, Hardt pushed her resistance to the limit when Tela was about to stick a tendril in her brain and control her mind. And that resistance came from using up all of her magic to cast a beam of light from her mouth, hitting Tela point-blank and overloading the mind control implants in her head. However, Prim and Hardt looked very off as their hero clothes had been replaced with blue hi-tech hero suits, similar to the ones that Kipu and Tela wore. But as the two wore the suits, their cheeks were incredibly flushed with color, unable to make eye contact, and constantly shifting their legs as if very uncomfortable.
“This is the end for you, foul demon!”
“Sure it is. Let’s test your electric body one last time!”
As Tem slammed his fist onto the ground to summon a legion of undead, the cyborg cats on standby finally sprung into action, readying their blades to carve the three saviors. Two cats quickly closed the distance but Prim staved them off with his warhammer. The hi-tech suits that the two rookie heroes weren’t normal, of course, as they are actively milking the two to power themselves. On the outside, the small armor plate that covered Prim’s crotch would shift ever so slightly, hiding the extraction of semen on the inside which was the cause of Prim’s strange body motion.
The same would be happening to Hardt whose clitoris is being endlessly played with so that her female juices could be extracted and turned into energy while special hormones were also injected into her body, causing her to lactate for such a young girl. Such stimulation would make it impossible to fight, so Tela would be puppeteering the two instead, able to learn through the magic mind control she had been afflicted with to tap into the brain’s ability to use magic. All that Prim and Hardt had to do was orgasm and put their faith in Tela’s expert control which would be the right choice as the two wouldn’t have known how to control their physically enhanced body thanks to the symbiote suit.
The assault of the cyborg cats would continue while enough zombies had been summoned by Tem to make a firing squad to catch Prim, Hardt, and Tela as they dodged. Prim could easily impale the zombies with his gold magic, but zombie swordsmen were on standby to deflect ranged attacks, including Tela’s tentacle strikes and Hardt’s magic balls. And as the three continued to evade and try to close the gap between themselves and Tem, the cyborg cats began shedding their armor which slowly assembled itself into the same electric snakes that managed to surprise and incapacitate Tela.
However, the blur cat symbiote had learned their lesson, and when the many electric snakes gave chase, Tela controlled Prim to make spears out of his gold which she then stained with her goo before throwing them at the snaked with pinpoint accuracy. Many of these snakes would be impaled and pinned down successfully, and even though there was still pressure from the cyborg cats, electric snakes, and zombie soldiers, Tela kept calm and activated her trap of lightning. The goo she had stuck to the spears then glowed with a bright blue before erupting into lightning, chaining to all technology in the room.
The cyborg cats and metal snakes were immediately short-circuited and paralyzed along with the lightbulbs of the room burning out. The room was now dark with only the hallway and the small lighting of machinery providing any visibility for everyone in the room. Konga managed to crawl away from where he was dropped while the three rescuers used the darkness to their advantage to attack. But the moment the bright yellow portals and white light of Prim and Hardt’s magic appeared, they were shot down by the firing squad of zombie soldiers. The only way to defeat Tem would be in a head-on battle, and seeing at that being the only case, the three retreated behind a dark pillar where Tela made a request to the two rookie heroes.
“This is going to be wild, but I need permission to take full control of the two of your bodies.”
“Wooo~ I’m cumming…”
“Ahh… ahh… Miss Tela… Please slow down… My clit… Stop rubbing it for a moment…”
“Oh, right. There. Now, I need the two of you to cooperate with me and lend me your body. Don’t worry, it’s not permanent. Having full control along with the brain will make your bodies more responsive and fluid to my orders.”
“Guhh… Am I in heaven…”
“Prim! Answer!”
“Guuh… Have it… I don’t care…”
“Hardt?”
“G-go ahead… This feels really nice, but I feel like I’m losing my mind like when I was fucked by three cats at once…”
“You were– Never mind. We can go to a therapist later. Now, close your eyes and open your mouths for me.”
Now with the two’s consent to take over, the suit which they were wearing quickly shed excess goo and formed into full helmets. The helmets then held themselves up with a gooey tentacle before slapping right onto the two heroes' faces. They tried to resist at first, especially with the tentacle that had burrowed into their throats and was constantly pumping them full of warm goo. Eventually, the two fell under the symbiote cat’s full control, hearts in their eyes and minds filled with bliss, reaching several orgasms in a row as they continued to be milked. But just as Tela took full control of the two heroes, the lights returned and Tela saw Tem right next to the two pillars they were hiding behind but was currently looking the other way.
Using this opportunity, Tela used her much efficient control of the two heroes and made them summon much stronger and larger attacks, Prim summoning several golden spikes the size of cars while Hardt summoned several glaring orbs of light that imitated blinding flares. This huge increase in magic power usage immediately caught the attention of Tem and his zombies who turned around just at the last second to intercept the attack. However, only Tem would be the one to survive the onslaught thanks to his bulky body as the zombie horde was quickly decimated by the combination of giant unblockable spikes and blinding orbs of light that hindered the reaction time of the horde.
Rotten blood and guts quickly spilled across the room as Tem revealed himself after the aftermath, his body impaled with several spikes while a few chunks had been stripped off forceful magic orbs that came from the orbs of light concentrating into energy. But Tem wouldn’t give up easily and quickly slammed his fist onto the ground once more, this time summoning the lengthy heads of three zombie dragons which rushed down the three. Tela was able to get herself and her two puppets to dodge using a combination of super strength and her tentacles to grab Prim and Hardt’s waists when they weren’t able to dodge far enough.
“Come on… Para… Wake up… Help them…”
Amidst the destructive battle between the zombie demon and the three heroes, Kipu managed to inch his way to a monitor that controlled Para’s frozen cell. Using all his might, exerting all his strength, and enduring all the pain, Konga hit the right button to begin thawing the frozen symbiote. Tem would be too distracted regenerating his impaled body to notice Konga freeing Para, allowing the thief to crawl into the frozen cell and reunite with their symbiote partner. While Konga waits for Para to wake up from his frozen state, Tem and Tela’s battle can continue. The cat symbiote used their puppeteered heroes to launch all kinds of gold weapons and magic balls at the zombie demon and their dragons, but the dragons easily regenerated from the attacks.
Tela also used her lightning in combination with Prim’s spears, trying to do the same lightning chain technique she did to immediately dispose and incapacitate the robot snakes and cyborg cats, but the dragons continued to be unfazed. The blue cat symbiote thought they were out of options until they decided to focus all the magic in Prim’s body to create three gigantic saw blades. Tem noticed what Tela was up to and tried to stop it, but Tela made Hardt shine a blinding light to both the zombie demon and the three dragons, disorienting them enough to allow the saw blades to manifest completely. And with a point of her finger, Tela made Prim send the ginormous attacks at the zombie dragons.
The zombie dragons tried to take the colossal attack head on, but Tem miscalculated the speed of the saw blades which had been accelerated by Tela’s lightning. The plan was to have the dragons snatch the saws with a perfectly timed bite but since the saws were moving faster than anticipated, the dragons were beheaded, their upper head and jaw flying off and spraying rotten blood everywhere as the three giant saw blades embedded themselves on the walls of the room.
“That was quite the impressive final attack but you have exhausted your trump card. Your cyborg cat army is too premature to do anything to help you. You only have yourself so surrender before I crucify you, you devil!”
“Huff… huff… I’ve exhausted my trump card? If you want me to go all out then here, let’s see if you can handle all the strength I’ve accumulated, the strength I saved to take down The Agency!”
“Let’s see it then!”
Tela, thinking that Tem was out of tricks, mocked the demon for the failure of their dragons, not knowing the show was only about to start. Because after giving a malicious cackle, Tem suddenly disemboweled himself, his fresh blood spilling onto the ground which quickly formed into a sinister demonic sigil. After the sigil formed, it quickly glowed with a bright red light before Tem retrieved a simple wooden statue of a dragon from his guts, throwing it at the center before reciting a chant under his tired breath.
“Oh God of Blood, heed my call and accept my offering. My fresh blood shall become my offering to you. I only wish for a moment of your time, and with this short moment, I wish for the fools before me to be flayed and dismembered!”
“That doesn’t sound good!”
It was quite stupid for Tela to just stand back and allow Tem to complete his ritual, but the cat symbiote was understandably confused and stunned by Tem’s sacrifice. It would also be too late for Tela to stop it, because just as she was about to launch her tentacles to impale Tem, the wooden statue in the center of the sigil levitated and shattered, exploding into red smoke and splinters and where a muscly red dragon beast wearing menacing ruby red armor and wielding two dreadful sickles blocked Tela’s strike.
“This much? How pathetic. I answered this call for such a worthless offering. A chalice filled with the cum of a gray cat would have been more appetizing.”
“Only a minute of your time, your greatness…”
“You’re also that low-life who had inconvenienced my favorite cat. You only have thirty seconds of my presence.”
“That’s alright!”
“Good.”
As Tem’s offering of demonic blood and guts continued to fill the sigil, the red dragon beast then turned to Tela who was frozen in fear and uncertainty at the sight of this overwhelmingly malevolent being. This would be the first time Tela swallowed out of hesitation, even backing off a step from the intimidating transformation of the red dragon growing two extra sets of wings using their blood. But in the next second, the red dragon blitz towards Tela which the cat symbiote was not able to anticipate, getting both her arms cut off. The red dragon wasn’t expecting goo to splatter instead of blood, however, allowing Tela to retreat, regrow her arms, and plan how to survive just thirty seconds of the blood god’s assault.
“What kind of monster are you!”
“Twenty-seven seconds.”
“What the-”
But before Tela could even grow her arms back, the red dragon blitzed towards her again, this time almost severing Prim’s head. Seeing that Prim and Hardt’s fleshy bodies would be in really big trouble if the red dragon caught them, she kept them behind her back at all times, now encasing them in a hard gooey cocoon to save them from damage.
“Twenty-five seconds.”
“Jeez! What the hell are you!”
Once again, Tela wasn’t given an answer, and the red dragon lunged at her. Luckily, she was able to anticipate the third attack by spreading a weak field of electricity around her which, when disturbed, would tell Tela that the red dragon had entered her range to dodge. This tactic was somewhat successful as it did allow Tela to dodge, but the dragon’s sickles clipped her neck. She quickly regenerated, but before she could even turn to anticipate her assailant once more, she was cut in half while Prim and Hardt were snatched away at the same moment.
“You’re protecting these? I’ll have the low-life deal with it later. Twenty seconds.”
“Bastard…”
Tela was at least relieved that the attacks so far had been physical, meaning it wouldn’t do any lasting damage to her body. However, the red dragon was ready to attack again, their several wings beating and twitching with unmeasurable power. And in the blink of an eye, just as Tela stood up with her reformed body, her head went flying off. This injury would be negligible if Tela didn’t smell the aroma of burnt goo. She was unable to regenerate thanks to the red dragon’s strike reaching Mach five. The entire room was rattled by the powerful dash that was able to ignite the red dragon’s sickle, and with Tela disoriented with her beheaded body, she wouldn’t notice herself being carved up by the same searing sickles that had beheaded her.
The blue cat symbiote felt huge portions of their strength and consciousness fade away as the red dragon carved out her body like a merciless butcher. The constant loss of mass was very detrimental for Tela, and she didn’t know if she’d outlast the remaining twenty seconds that the red dragon had been counting. She felt her torso disappear, slowly inching to her waist, hips, thighs, and knees, encroaching on the remaining solid mass of her feet. Tela felt her life flash before her eyes, staring at the many unconscious bodies of the cyborg cats, wondering which one of them was her beloved Kipu. Well, thankfully for the blue cat symbiote, who was already tearing up, the red dragon suddenly disappeared just before her entire body was reduced to a puddle of lifeless goo.
“Gah! Damn it… I… I didn’t pay attention to the black brat…”
In the nick of time, Konga was able to interrupt the ritual, having bonded with Para who punched a molten fist through Tem’s back. The fiery orange cat symbiote then opened their fist, flicking burning goo that broke the focus of the ritual sigil, along with burning up the guts that Tem was offering. Para then pulled out his fist, flicking his arm as he stood up with a triumphant look, having disposed of the evil zombie demon once and for all, standing before a burning corpse, gored and maimed through the impaling of spikes, self-mutilation, and the fiery donut punch.
“Tela, Tela! Are you alright? You’re just a head!”
“Para… Quick… Share some of your goo…”
“Right away! Don’t die on us!”
Seeing that Tem had been defeated, Para quickly rushed to their injured symbiote friend’s side, sharing his goo with Tela before the symbiote’s consciousness faded. Tela was able to reform her body quickly with just a few blobs of Para’s goo, and once she healed completely, the two quickly rushed towards the unconscious bodies of the many cyborg cats, finding Kipu among them by the cum that had dried and matted the fur on the hero’s ass.
“Kipu, Kipu, Kipu! Wake up! It’s me, Tela!”
“Tela… Are you finally free… Are we finally free…”
“Yes! I’m sorry, I’m sorry I wasn’t able to protect you!”
“D-don’t worry… We all make mistakes…”
“But this mistake could have been our last!”
“Then it would have been alright for me to serve alongside you, even as a mindless drone…”
“No, it’s not, you dummy! How could I ever role-play as your dominant girlfriend if that was the case!”
Now reunited with her beloved hero, Tela quickly worked her goo into Kipu’s body, pushing out all the modifications done to the hero including the mind-controlling devices and the ones that were manipulating all bodily functions. With Para’s help, the two symbiotes were able to normalize the rest of Kipu’s clones. And while the two symbiotes went to work, Konga, Prim, and Hardt would also reunite with Kipu, Konga’s wounds now healed thanks to Para’s intervention and Prim and Hardt being freed from their protective cocoon.
“Kipu, are you alright?”
“Kipu! How the hell did you become a minion of a villain?!”
“Brother!”
“Aha! Ah… Guys, don’t worry, I’m alright now…”
“Are you sure? Didn’t Konga finger your asshole with no breaks?”
“Aside from my ass, Prim. It’s still very sore.”
“Oh well…”
Although everyone was either naked or in very torn clothes, none of them bothered to comment on each other’s appearance, only glad that everyone was safe in the end. But just as everything seemed to have ended in a good light, the group suddenly heard a laugh from Tem’s burnt remains. The four able-bodied fighters were quickly put on alert before seeing Tem’s charred corpse stand from the kneeling position where he was killed.
“No matter how many times my vessel is damaged, how many times I am killed, you cannot dispose of a demon’s soul with only magic or whatever abilities you disgusting aliens have! Even if you eat this body, I’ll simply inhabit a new one to come back!”
Tem would stand in a creepy and limp motion, his body missing chunks of flesh and bone while still having a hole in his chest. The zombie demon quickly sent out an attack for another round, by flicking their entire body. Luckily, Prim easily defended the group against it, prompting Tem to try again. However, just as the zombie demon was about to launch another last-ditch attack, they were suddenly hit in the head with a powerful blast of slicing wind, coming from an orange dragon from the hallway outside the room.
“Whew. Maybe I’ll finally get a promotion and impress Kitt… Oh! Right! Miss Luna! Right this way!”
“Who… are those people?”
The group would be left in shock as two strangers in black slacks and buttoned shirts appeared out of nowhere to dispose of Tem who had been incapacitated again. But this time, the zombie demon was about to be disposed of for good as a beautiful white kitsune made its way into the room, holy blue flames surrounding them which quickly surrounded Tem and took the shape of the very same sigil he had made. After the sigil was made, the blue fire engulfed Tem’s corpse, causing it to convulse violently while a dark green soul was forced out of the vessel. Tem’s demonic soul had finally been isolated and able to be vanquished back into Hell by the kitsune, forming blue chains from their fire that dragged Tem down into a mysterious portal, never to be seen again.”
“What the…”
Everyone was still speechless but Kipu was able to compose himself, standing up and approaching the orange dragon and white kitsune, asking them who they were.
“Umm… Ladies? C-could I get your name?”
“Oh! Hey there! Umm… Miss Luna, aren’t we also tasked to take the clones?”
“Hold on, Claire. Hey, little guy. You’re the first hero of Marika, right? The Agency wishes to work with your hero agency in the future. We’ll be in touch, whether your employers like it or not.”
“The Agency? Why does it have a similar name to my hero agency?”
“Maybe you should think of a name then. Now, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if you handed over those clones of yours, right?”
“Uhh…”
But when Kipu turned around to look at his clones, Tela had already clutched them all in her tentacles, nodding a “no” to the kitsune’s wants.
“I guess she doesn’t want to. We’ve been advised not to fight you and the thief’s alien partners so… I trust that you’ll take care of them properly.”
“Is that all, Miss Luna?”
“Yup. You can recall the portal now.”
“Wait! I still have lots of questions! Who are you, and why did you help us defeat that bastard?”
“In the future, we can talk again! But for now, goodbye!”
Kipu tried to chase the orange dragon and white kitsune from their magic portal but was just barely able to reach them in time, stumbling over when he failed. But, again, they were more thankful that they were safe now and left the thought of collaborating with this mysterious second agency for another day. Tem’s lab would eventually be secured by the hero agency and the demonic scientist’s tech and knowledge were studied. Kipu’s clones were also sufficiently taken care of but not in the way of disposing or put into an endless coma had their mind programmed by Tela to live their own lives with a new name and government jobs while some were employed to work at maid cafes or assistants for the hero agency’s scientists.
One thing in common with the many clones was they were all under Tela’s control, meaning that the blue cat symbiote could make all of them come to her for a massive group orgy with clones of her beloved Kipu which she did once but never again. And like always, Konga returned to his thievery while Kipu focused on keeping Mew Nork and Marika safe. New hero candidates had been promoted and employed for hero work as well, meaning that Prim and Hardt were no longer the only two other heroes of the up-and-coming hero agency and were stationed in the new west branch of the hero agency.
“Konga… Are you alright? Is something bothering you?”
“Well… When I was tortured by that demon guy… I felt very powerless… I felt useless without you…”
“Hey, don’t say that. That was a one-time thing. I’m sure we won’t encounter someone as dangerous as that guy again!”
“I’m still uncertain…”
“Do you want a hug? You’ve been a bit gloomy all week.”
“I guess…”
“Come on, cheer up! I’ll upgrade it to a naked hug!”
“It’s just a sad thought…”
“Maybe sex will take your mind off of things?”
“Maybe… Sigh…”
“Just forget about him. He’s gone now like the kitsune said. Remember what you said to me one time? ‘We’re an unstoppable duo!’ And it’s still true! Nobody can beat our teamwork!”
“Normal people… What if we steal from another demon…”
“Konga, you need to stop overthinking!”
“What if we-”
“Shh… Let’s just have sex. I’ll use you as a cum dump like you always want. Take off your clothes so we can start.”
