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The Abyss was a place full of danger. One where countless souls have perished within the depths of its curse and the creatures which inhabited it, and yet Reg was more than willing to accompany Riko in her quest. It was the least he can do; Riko had been the first one to show him kindness, the one who took care of him in his moment of weakness, pulling him out from the First Layer all by herself. Saving his life, he found himself forever in her debt.
He would do anything to protect his friend from Orth, to see her dream of reuniting with her mother into the deepest layer of this pit of hell (or if it was truly bottomless like everyone believed it to be). Both of them were merely red whistles when they started their plunge, merely children when it comes to whatever that'll face them, both from the Curse of Ascension and the monsters which saw them as nothing but meals on their plates. But through thick and thin they managed to reach the fourth layer of this colossal pit. Through grit and tenacity, they found themselves almost killed, Riko's life already found itself hanging from a thread. Without the intervention of their newfound friend, Nanachi, they would have found themselves dead.
"-Don't become a heap of scrap metal you hear?" the same Nanachi joked in their delight as Reg exited from their makeshift camp, Riko preparing a fire while Nanachi laughed at their joke, secretly wishing Reg for a safe return back. Reg merely rolled his eyes at the Narehate, but regarded their words in kind, before carefully whisking himself down further into the depths. He knew Riko would've loved to come with him, but the danger of ascension remained a threat. Their large numbers would make them easier as prey for the beasts which lurked here, and Reg couldn't forgive himself if anything bad happened to the girl again. This was a task which he took with pride if it meant Riko would make it down another layer, and for Nanachi too, Reg came to regard them as a friend despite their constant teasing.
He jumped from the edge of their cave, his robotic arms extending to grab a nearby ledge. He lowed himself down into the depths, into the world of the Abyss, unknown by so many adventurers which led to their untimely deaths. Settling himself down onto the soft ground he began his trek for food, following a stream downwards he soon found himself beneath a scenic waterfall, the view, unlike anything he saw before he let himself sigh out a surprised breath. He stood there, taking the scenery before him in wild amazement; the rays of light from above bounced against the water trickling down with beauty, the flowers which dotted the riverbank swayed in peace. He'll have to take Riko here sometime during their adventure, bewildered that a dangerous place could hold within such beauty. He shook his head, his eyes narrowed against the water's surface. He had a job to do, he reminds himself.
But the danger of the Abyss is never far, and Reg spots it before he has the chance to further venture into those otherwise untouched stretch the land. The beast stood there, on the lakeside where the waterfall pours its contents, lapping against the clear surface with its long, pink tongue. It was an unfamiliar monster, one which Riko and Reg had seen before, and he hissed to himself when he realised that bringing Nanachi with him would've been a better idea in the long run. "I wonder if it sees me. I better be careful while fishing," Reg thought to himself, navigating around the streams which were strewn across the clearing they were in, careful not to give himself away.
The creature was wolf-like, the multiple eyes which lined its sockets were found themselves fixated on the water's edge, a long tongue from its maw reaching to lap the liquid into its mouth. It seemed to be occupied with whatever it was doing. Reg had noted that the monster had no tail, unlike the many dogs which inhabited Orth, despite looking like one otherwise, save for the four legs on its front and the red tail between its legs. Still, its mouth was full of teeth, it looked like a vicious predator, capable of shredding the clothes off of Reg's back. Reg had to be careful, he had to be quick, despite his immortality he was understandably fearful of being attacked. He had Riko to look after, and Nanachi too, and Reg had to return with food in his hands. Quietly he wandered against the perimeter of the clearing, taking note of the wolf's occupied demeanour, manoeuvring towards the blind spot behind its back.
But even with his caution, there was no stopping the wolf from sensing his presence. Its ears snapped back, and it took only a second more for Reg to realise that it was coming for him, its eyes engulfed with fire and drowning with the eagerness to pounce. In his panic Reg shot his arms against the encroaching monster, the wolf jumping easily from side to side as it dodged his attacks. He couldn't use the incinerator for fear of missing his target, and for the fact, he would be unconscious for an additional two hours. He had to fight against this threat head-on, and so he charge towards the monster with all his might and bravery, he was ready to tackle this thing onto the ground-
Only to find him completely winded by the wolf toppling him onto the ground, its legs pinning him with its gargantuan might, and Reg tried hard to squirm himself to safety as fear rose from his throat. He knew he wouldn't be killed, but the instincts he still felt were seldom rational to this moment, the adrenaline rushing through his veins screaming for him to fight.
"Get off!" Reg screamed at it while pushing against its chest, yet the creature above failed to relent the hold it had against him. It gleefully ignore him, smelled him, its muzzle hastily pushed against his neck as it sampled his scent. Reg could only hold his breath, he could only surrender himself to the horror he found himself to be in the centre of, hoping the wolf would decide to leave him alone after this mess. But the wolf wouldn't go anywhere, it merely imposed more of its strength against his body, taking in every whiff of his scent it could get. Sharp claws dug against his skin, its tongue lolling out with its heavy pants, it dipped its head and licked against Reg's hot skin.
A surprised moan escaped from Reg's lips. Was the monster tasting him, sampling him? The fear of death was palpable in his mouth as the wolf took its time as it dragged its tongue against his flesh. Eagerly it lapped against the cowering boy, particularly taking great interest in his nipples, and Reg tried to swallow each sound rising from his throat as the wolf continued its assault. "No, no don't! Stop!" he begged, even when pleasure shot to his brain each time its tongue touched his skin. But the monster would ignore his please, trailing closer down his stomach towards his legs before it found its nose pushing against his trousers. Reg thought that this was the end; maybe the wolf would finally lose its interest, or maybe Reg could kick it in retaliation, but that was before he found himself he lacked the strength to rebel. Whatever the wolf had done to him, all Reg could do was weakly flail in fear as the monster suddenly snapped against his trousers, tearing the fabric like it was made of paper, without hesitation, it pushed itself against his orifice. "What! No, please don't go down there! Stop it!" Reg couldn't do anything else but beg.
But the wolf barely heeded his ramblings, uncaring of the distress it caused it went for something far more precious. Sloppily it pawed Reg's entrance with his tongue, feverishly licking against his rim with vigour, quickly it unravelled Reg into a sobbing mess. But Reg wouldn't give up. Reg was determined to fight against the assault of the beast, kicking and jerking as he tried to move away from its grasp, but there was nothing to do but to take everything it had forced upon him without rest. Harder it forced its tongue against Reg's puckered hole, and Reg continued to do everything in his power to fight the madness imposed upon him, heat rising from his cheeks each time the muscle slammed maddeningly against his walls. It was stretching him, lubing him up, fucking him with his tongue and causing Reg to delightfully melt against the floor. But for what purpose? It didn't make sense, yet all Reg could think of was finding the perfect opening and taking his freedom into his own hands.
The last smack of the wolf's lips against his sensitive skin, Reg hoped this was the end of his torment. The creature moved up from his body, And Reg realise the trouble he found himself in, panic sparking once more deeply in his very soul as he spotted the 'tail' leaking droplets of water. There was nothing innocent about the 'tail' of the wolf. Reg realised too late that the member was its penis, red and throbbing with desire in front of him, no doubt ready to penetrate his recently lubed-up hole.
"Please," Reg whispered, fear and disgust rising in his throat, his pleas falling onto deaf ears as the wolf rammed his cock into his hole. There was nothing that could've prepared Reg for the shock which sparked viciously through his veins, how overwhelmed he felt as he was willed and stretched by the member who pumped harshly against his walls. All he could do was cry out of desperation at the chaos which consumed him whole, which left him nothing but an utter mess as he tried to grapple with the intense cloying forced upon him, barely able to handle whatever the monster had in store. He was forced to take each inch of the wolf's cock, and yet he fought and struggled against the 'gift' which was given to him by the beast, unable to completely withstand the pleasure the wolf forced upon him as he was forced to accept everything it did without cause.
He regretted going alone at that moment, the shame of being taken advantage of by a beast too much for him to bear, yet he knew that there wasn’t help that was arriving soon. Every inch of his insides was being taken advantage of the wolf hopelessly indulging Reg's tight insides with all its enjoyment, evident by the echoes of delight coming from the insides of its mouth. Deeper it went, and Reg couldn't hold the screams which spilt from his mouth when it reached deep against his walls, grinding against every pulsating corner of his orifice. Reg closed his eyes, he couldn't bear the sight of him being violated like this, for if he were witnessed to his undoing he would find the cock poking through his tan skin. So when the knot of the cock which fucked him so readily slammed against his entrance, begging him to open up with painful ferocity, it was a shock that Reg had barely accounted for. His eyes snapped open to see how thoroughly the wolf had penetrated him, how much it had claimed him, "Oh, Oh my-" he choked in delirium, unable to handle the last trickles of his undoing.
Sharp snapping against his entrance, with great strength the wolf took short work in filling Reg to the brim, another sharp thrust forcing the knot to tear itself into the warmth below. Dominoes fell one by one, Reg's mouth coming undone as he moaned eagerly with wanton enjoyment, there was nothing else he could do but bask himself in the heat provided. It was as if his mind was snapped in half; ecstasy and bliss burned chaotically in his mind, his body erupting with heat as if he was consumed by a wildfire, and Reg could barely keep his wits together as he was undone by his first-ever orgasm. His small cock spurted pathetically against the skin of his stomach, not unlike the wolf above him that filled him generously with its cum. The pressure he was forced to face, forced to keep inside him, it was maddening to even comprehend everything he felt at that moment. Not that he would have it any other way, every instinct which screamed for him to leave now begged him to stay, and Reg found himself now loving every minute of his dangerous situation.
Why was he there in the first place? The promise which Reg held dearly just moments ago was now lost to the winds of the Abyss. Surely he was there for some other purpose? His mind clouded with a fog of pleasure he couldn't quite grasp his thoughts; all he could think about was the monster above him and the cock which found itself pressed against his prostate. He couldn't rationalise what he was doing, what he was thinking, only capable of pleasing the monster to fuck him stupid once more. "Please, mister. Fuck me harder, fuck me more," Reg shyly begged, his lips quivering, dry spit trailing from his mouth in his venerable state. There was doubt that the wolf would understand his pleas, would reciprocate his begging, but he found himself way too addicted towards cock to care about the consequences. By some miracle the wolf answered to his pleas, its hips jutting forward once more. Roughly it stabbed against Reg's prostate, its pants echoing in his ears, eager to drag him into the madness it filled him all over again.
Not that Reg cared, of course, the boy's moans spilling freely unlike the first round which happened before. Clumsily Reg struggled to curl the wolf's hips with his legs, dragging it closer into him, a silent plea for it to reach deeper and giving Reg pleasure he had never felt since. Riko and Nanachi were just a distance though; all he cared about now was the cock that fucked him into submission, buried itself willingly deep into his core. It was a madness Reg couldn't hope to handle, dizziness which consumed him whole, a chaotic storm which he welcomed with open arms.
"Hey. Reg. Wake up." someone spoke his name within the fringes of his consciousness. Struggling to open his eyes Reg clawed his way back from the darkness, groaning at the light which assaulted his vision, he soon found himself facing a fuzzy creature he was all too familiar with.
"Nanachi?" Reg stuttered in his confusion, blinking himself awake he stared bewildered at the Narehate. "What are you doing here? Where's Riko? Am I in heaven
"Not even close, you ditz. Riko's back at the camp, we were getting hungry, and she was worried something might have happened to you." Reg stared at her with bewilderment, eyes blinking as he stared at them with a wide face. How long was he out for, he wondered.
"By the way. It looks like you enjoyed yourself there. Did something get you? Or are you secretly a pervert and had forgotten us along the way?"
"What are you? Nanachi-" Reg stuttered in his confusion, and then embarrassment when he looked down towards his legs. Memories of him and the wolf came crashing back in a lightning flash as he stared at his naked half, his legs trembling and dry cum splattered against stomach and chest. He felt bloated, his insides felt sore, and the 'dream' he had, turned out to be reality. His face burned a deep scarlet red. "I- I-" he tried to excuse himself from his embarrassment, which only made Nanachi giggle with delight at his squirming. "Please don't tell Riko about this- a-anything but this! You have to promise me, Nanachi!"
"Cross my heart, for now," Nanachi giggled, placing their hand over their chest.