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[W@terKitty]: You guys better not be late!

Saerak fumed while waiting at the start of the zone he and his friends were meant to meet up, his character within the game presenting his annoyance by tapping his fingers against his elbow while he stared at the guild chat.

[W@terKitty]: Seriously, do you want some other band of fuckwits to make gaming history just because you couldn’t order food beforehand!?

[TechnoPuppy]: Chill, chill, dude. I’m on my way.

[OtterDeezNuts]: Tch. I still think we’re being taken for a ride. I checked out the area on Norm. Didn’t see squat.

[W@terKitty]: That’s because it's a Hardcore exclusive find, dude. You know the devs like to cook up unique content for us 1337 no lifers.

[TechnoPuppy]: More like a way to get us to waste hundreds of hours of work for the privilege of slamming our heads against a new encounter! Only to have to do it all from scratch when you inevitably die! And just to get a recolored hat!

[BetterPickMercy]: Are you still mad about that? It happened ONE. TIME.

[TechnoPuppy]: BECAUSE OF YOU CallMeT@ddy IS IN THE GRAVE! D:

[W@terKitty]: YEESH! ENOUGH!

The cheetah scoffed with a roll of his eyes. Yep, his screwy lot of friends were the same as ever. If anything, the spirited conversation was proof that they were in good spirits, and probably just as eager as him to check out the rumors.

[BetterPickMercy]: I still don’t like it. If the deets that pompous prick had were good why didn’t he go check it out himself?

[TechnoPuppy]: Probably because he ain’t got no balls~

[OtterDeezNuts]: Dude!

[TechnoPuppy]: Better than saying it's because he’s too busy getting railed by his husband! You’d think the bitch would at least take his headset off before getting railed, but nope, didn’t even mute. Should have seen his attempt to keep up that whole ‘King’ schtick after moaning like a whore for a good minute.

[BetterPickMercy]: That’s some next level somno shit.

[OtterDeezNuts]: You’re just mad he’s at least getting something, Tad~

[TechnoPuppy]: Har har.

[BetterPickMercy]: Well, the worst that can happen is that our characters die I guess.

[OtterDeezNuts]: Spoken like a real healer main with only 50 hours playtime on them. Always in the back so you’re the farthest away when things go south! I swear if I have to let go of this handle I’m going to crash out for real.

[TechnoPuppy]: Who knows, might not even have to do it yourself! For all we know, this could be some ultra buggy test zone we’re not meant to find, and it’ll cause our VR submersion headsets to short out and bam, flash fry us to the wide blue digital yonder~!

[W@terKitty]: Fuck off! You’ve been watching FAR too much 21st-century speculative fiction.

[TechnoPuppy]: Screw you, it's a classic!

[W@terKitty]: By SOME miracle.

[TechnoPuppy]: Like YOUR tastes are any better, Sae!

[OtterDeezNuts]: I don’t know how I feel about our Artificer thinking that the VR sets are even PHYSICALLY capable of doing that. What, you’d think they’d just let anyone buy a suicide headset, just add one power surge?

[TechnoPuppy]: IT COULD HAPPEN!

[OtterDeezNuts]: NOT IN A MILLION YEARS!

[BetterPickMercy]: Yeesh, sorry I brought it up girls!

[BetterPickMercy]: Anyway, porting to the waypoint now. We got plenty of time if what ‘Rajiin the Great and Merciful and Most Humblest of All Kings’ said was true.

[TechnoPuppy]: Yeah, yeah. We’ve got a good half hour to get to the area before the clock hits 00:00 anyway.

[OtterDeezNuts]: Alright, my face is stuffed. Booting up the headset now. Be there within five.

[TechnoPuppy]: Last one there’s paying for repairs!

[OtterDeezNuts]: Get bent!

Saerak couldn’t help but chuckle despite how annoyed he was at how much they were dragging their feet. He knew that they were just as excited as he was despite their tardiness and their tendency to veer into a tangent while bickering amongst each other.

The opportunity to explore a hidden zone was just far too tantalizing for them to pass up! The last Guild that discovered one became e-famous for a good month. They were basically the heroes of the game, with in-game events to match and permanent statues added in their honor in the zone’s regional capital—right next to the statues dedicated to the party that first conquered it.

Such ego-stroking rewards were a favorite from the devs to get their players to risk a Hardcore Character on an unknown encounter that was only beta tested in house, after all. As for why they put such exclusive content into the Hardcore server, who could say. It certainly kept interest in this version of the game outside the perma-character death gimmick and the streamers who exploited it for content at least.

Regardless of the reason why, the reward of online fame and chest beating was everything that the cheetah and his buddies had hoped for when they formed their little guild of friends—even if such dreams were more of a distant hope than anything as the larger guilds naturally had more opportunity and ability to find and conquer such hidden zones.

That was, until, one of their friends passed along some information he had come across. A bunch of players from one of the top guilds were apparently getting killed in an area with no known dungeons or dangerous world bosses to explain it.They always had lame excuses when asked about how they had died, too, which caused the showboating braggart of a wolf that was their informant to dig deeper, discovering some clues that seemed to imply the guild had discovered a secret event and were keeping it on the down low—hoping to learn enough of the content to be the first to beat it either before they announced their discovery, or right afterwards..

He and his friends didn’t have a hope of conquering it before they did with the weeks of head start they had at it, and if the number of characters they had lost to the meatgrinder of content progression was anything to go by, any attempt to do so would just end up with them stuck in the graveyard. But, if they poked their heads about and got some proof of the discovery, then they could definitely poach the discovery fame right out from underneath them!

After all, it didn’t matter who actually discovered it for these world events, it was just the first one to announce it first. One of the devs little tongue and cheek policies to discourage content hoarding like that very guild was doing~

Saerak’s tail flicked from side to side as he waited for his party to show, his mind busily imagining the fame and glory that awaited them come morning.

BetterPickMercy, or rather, Scarf was the first to arrive, teleporting in next to the cheetah. She was the most unique of their roster, choosing to go with the large feral serval avatar. While such novel quadrupedal character options were one of the customization features of the game, they were typically a tad bit too awkward for people to adjust to—not many people could quickly swap gears with how differently the virtual body handled compared to their normal selves in meat space. It did make her the butt of a bunch of ΘΔ jokes, but she took them in stride. Outside of the unusual race choice, she had customized her character with a set of blue spots to compliment her gray and white fur, as well as a pair of blue and orange heterochromatic eyes that made her the joking sibling of—

“BOOYAH! All repair costs are on fat nuts!”

The worgen clockwork knight artificer, and their frontline tank, TechnoPuppy—a.k.a., Tadwinx. On top of his similar heterochromatic eyes to their quadrupedal priest, he also had a similar fur pattern, save for the blue spots. The male was a bit short for his race, but that still left him standing a good head or more over the rest of the party, and certainly appeared the most imposing with his heavy armor that looked to be some steampunk enthusiasts taking on power armor—even his sword and shield seemed to be two to three times larger than they needed to be because of all the artifice additions slapped onto them!

Scarf rolled her eyes at the lupine’s excited fist pumps, contrasting sharply to the goofball of a wolf’s celebratory expression as her attention turned to their final member’s arrival.

“Hmmph. You mean your repair costs. You’re the only one who fights with a weapon, or gets regularly beaten on by mobs.” OtterDeezNuts, otherwise known as Aurus amongst their circle.

He was an otter-tanuki hybrid with russet and brown fur and a set of square rimmed glasses that made him look the most normal of their group of oddballs. The hybrid was a Sorcerer just like Saerak, and was his ‘brother’, since the other half of their group were so similar—even if they only had their classes and blue eyes in common. Their specs were entirely different at least, the cat was a water specced mage as seen by the glowing raindrop tattoo on his left shoulder, compared to the ottuki’s racial specialization in shadows and shapeshifting—making the other more of an all rounder while Saerak specialized in a bunch of offensive elemental blasting with a side of Crowd Control.

“Just be happy that I didn’t throw my reagent costs into the mix~ An artificer’s power is their budget, after all~!” Tad winked, wrapping an arm around the otter-hybrid while flashing his buddy a friendly grin.

“Aww, adorable~ So are we going to get going or are you two going to start posing for a yaoi machinima~?” Scarf giggled from the sidelines, causing the artificer and sorcerer to stare blankly at her for a second, before glancing at each other at the same time.

“Pfft. I wish. I don’t know why the devs let us model our junk and not let us do anything with them in game!” Tad teased back, whilst the somewhat flustered otternuki did his best to squirm away from the stronger male’s grip.

“Well, they’d be a bit old fashioned now a days if they gave everyone a ken doll or permanent magical underwear,” Saerak chimed back while scrolling through his UI to give his inventory stocked to the brim with potions, trinkets, and emergency recall scrolls one last glance over. “But adding those features would get the game’s content rating booted straight off the market.”

“Nevermind the harassment you just know people would do if they didn’t get a ‘this action is not allowed’ notification,” Scarf added on with a half annoyed flick of her tail. “Not that that stops them from rubbing their hands all over my ass.”

“That’s your fault for going with the four-legged fuzzies, gotta let everyone pet the good boys and girls or they’d riot... Or maybe that’s why you did it?” Tad jeered back with a wink, before following his tease up with a swing of his hands down towards his crotch that caused the notification to pop up in front of his hand. “Still, I wish they’d at least let us stroke in private so we didn’t have to log off to handle our ‘needs’. So inconvenient.”

“Gross.” Scarf scoffed, trotting off in the direction they were heading. “I vote we just immediately ditch him the moment he pulls the first wave of whatever the heck we find.”

“Seconded,” Aurus joined in, finally slipping away from the worgen’s grip to catch up to the feral with a quick trot.

Tadwinx put on a pantomimed display—a clawed hand covering his armored chest right above his heart while he shot Saerak a wounded look. “You wouldn’t do that to me, right ol’ buddies ol’ pals of mine?”

“Eeeeeeh... No comment,” the cheetah teased back with a grin before running after the rest of their party. “Hey, wait for me!”

“This is the place,” Saerak murmured some time later, staring at what looked to be an otherwise inconspicuous ‘wall’ of trees and shrugs too thick to move through. The typical boundary zone for the edge of the game’s map, with any determined attempt to move past blocked by an invisible wall which demarcated the playable limits of the game.

“Doesn’t really look like a hidden dungeon entrance to me,” Tad added, poking his hand against the treeline curiously before glancing over towards their elusive minded peer. “I know you’re not a proper Rogue to detect all secret doors, but... Got anything?”

“Got nothing from the spell. So, unless it's the highest tier of hidden doors, nothing here. Then again, every other hidden door in the game confines to a somewhat plausible wall, and none of these trees are thick enough...”

“Told you the braggart was full of shit,” Scarf chimed in with a click of her tongue. “Hope he didn’t fleece you dry for his bull.”

“We’ve still got a minute until the clock ticks over like the tip said. Besides, not all of the groups from the other guild that got wiped had rogues in them, so I doubt it's a secret door.” The cheetah added, anxiously bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for the clock in the corner of his UI to click over to midnight.

“Yeah, yeah... Hey Tad, how do you think we should pay that wolf back for wasting our time?”

“I dunno... Flirt with his husband to make him jealous? Steal his crown? Oh, wait, I hear he absolutely loathes being called Princess, maybe we can get his husband to help change his title~?” The goofmeister worgen began to speculate, his grin widening with every new idea that came to mind.

“Wait, guys, stay quiet for a second,” the ottuki’s ears flicked, holding up a hand to stop the friendly ribbing as the clock finally hit the final minute.

“What is it—”

“I said shush!” Aurus interjected Saerak’s question, getting the point across as all four of them went silent to watch the wall as 23:59 finally ticked over to 00:00...

“What the f—!” Tad, who by then had come to lean against the wall he was investigating, yelped as he fell straight through the tree his hand was against, leaving only his waist and legs visible after the rest of his character model fell through.

“I thought you said there were no hidden doors!?” The worgen replied bitterly a moment later, picking himself up so that the rest of his body disappeared behind the illusory terrain.

“It... Isn’t.” Aurus scratched his chin again while staring at the wall. “Spells and Skills didn’t get jack from it.”

“...Wait, could the collision be bugged..?” Scarf chimed in, batting a forepaw through the insubstantial terrain. Unlike most illusory terrain which tended to swirl in response to disturbances, the tree’s model remained peculiarly solid.

“Tad! Quick, is it safe to come through?” Saerak interjected, quickly settling into serious, party leader mode. If it was a bug related to the clock that allowed them to access this content, then they’d probably only have a minute to walk through before the minute number changed and locked them out!

“Yeah, there’s a path ahead, no monsters.”

“Everyone in, now!” The cheetah jumped forward, joining the artificer on the other side of the boundary before the other two followed in to join them with fifteen seconds to spare.

From the inside, it didn’t look too different from the outside, almost appearing to be another section of the gloomy, full moon lit forest map that they were just in, if it wasn’t for the fact that the once insurmountable trees had given way to an obviously intended path before them. A glance back, and their suspicions about being able to access the area due to a bug seemed to be correct, considering that there were no signs of the models for the trees they had just walked through—save for the typical hints at the edges of the tree’s model where its curve allowed some of the ‘outside’ of the model to be visible from their perspective.

“Man, talk about an oversight. How did QA miss that!?” Aurus asked while busying himself with casting the various scouting and buff spells his race and class combination allowed. “Not picking up any enemies or traps so far.”

“Probably an erroneously set flag for what was meant to be the original quest that the devs forgot to change when it got cut?” Saerak offered with a shrug. “No wonder the other guilds didn’t report it then, the devs would just give them a pat on the head then patch the issue if its non-intended content.”

“Won’t they do that anyway once they discover it?” Tad chimed in, tapping his sword against the ground to make sure the nav mesh existed wherever he stepped—normally something he never had to worry about, but... If they were in a half-finished area, he wasn’t going to take any chances. No way the devs would revive his character if he died trying to exploit a bug afterall.

“Assuming they even report it at all. It could be reused for the next content patch. Devs do that all the time. Practicing on it here gives them a chance to learn the encounter before it's even released and ensure they can claim World Firsts.” Aurus contemplated.

He paused shortly thereafter and directed everyone else to do so as well. “There’s an open space up ahead with a single enemy. Strong, I’m guessing. Probably a boss.”

“Alright, everyone get in formation and start buffing up for a boss fight. If it looks like a Raid-Level encounter we’ll blow some cool downs to buy time and teleport out. If not, we’ll skedaddle as soon as things start looking dicey.” Saerak ordered, starting the cycle of party-wide buff spells with his own contributions first. “Remember to let Tad charge in first to pull the creature, then after a few seconds for him to build aggro, we unload on him and see what dent our cooldowns put on him to gauge his difficulty.”

“Alright, on your mark Tad.” Saerak finished with an optimistic grin.

The worgen clockwork knight braced himself, preparing his buffs and ability rotation for fight starts, until, as everyone signalled that they were prepared, he began to count.

“3... 2... 1!” Tad charged forward into the clearing past the trees with his heavy, steam-punk styled shield held high, ready to unleash its signature attack as soon as the lupine leaped upon the unknown enemy waiting for them.

Scarf followed behind him, her slender tail flicking this way and that as the only display of her anxiety—a holy white glow of her prepared shield spell held in reserve to cast as soon as contact was made with the unknown enemy.

Saerak and Aurus flanked her on either side, the water and dark energies of the first spell in their rotations coalescing in their hands, ready to be flung forth with but a gesture.

Surprisingly, despite their theories on the zone being unfinished or cut content, the Boss Room seemed fit for use with none of the typical stand in models or half-finished textures that were common for areas still in development. Even the music was on point, the opening chords of a nature-themed raid music remix being transmitted to their minds as soon as they stepped out of the natural ‘hall’ and into the arean proper.

Even the flags for the encounter itself seemed to be functional, as shown by the entrance to the clearing sealing shut behind them a few seconds after they stepped through—closed by a sudden growth of thorny brambles that formed an impassable wall. It wasn’t unusual for certain Dungeon or Raid Boss’s to have such barriers after they were engaged, although it was somewhat atypical for a World Boss like the location seemed to imply. But, rather than concerning them, the fact that the room sealed encouraged the four—they would certainly be no match for a world boss balanced around 20 or more players, and while they doubted they could beat the encounter still, it meant it might be possible for them to learn a bit before teleporting out and breaking the whistle on its existence!

And there, near the back of the ‘room’, was their quarry. The Boss was a large, imposing feral tiger beast with white-and-orange striped fur save for the black of its head which sprawled over the top of a giant ruined stone arch which still somehow managed to remain standing despite the weight of the stone despite its weathered, half-crumbled, and moss-covered appearance. The quadrupedal feline’s perch was high enough that, as their fours eyes turned towards the monster coming to a stand above them, the feline’s monstrous visage was conveniently silhouetted against the full moon which loomed behind it.

With an ear-shattering roar—perfectly queued to take place in a brief lull in the theme music—the beast who was nearly as tall as Tad’s despite its four legged design jumped down. It landed with an earth-scattering shockwave in front of the group that nearly sent the two sorcerers tumbling off their feet, just as the Boss’s HP bar and nameplate appeared hovering above its head in tandem to the rising orchestral tempo of the music.

Eridian, Godblessed Druid
Lvl - ???

“Uh, guys.” Tad spoke up first, taken aback long enough that he forgot to charge forward and engage the enemy in front of him. “Is it just me, or... Is this Boss a bit more ‘detailed’ than any other creature in the game...?”

“The hell are you talking about, hurry up and attack it alrea— Holy fuck they gave it junk!” Scarf chimed in, peeking around from behind their layabout tank in annoyance before her heterochromatic eyes went wide to match the worgen’s look of shock.

“You’re kidding?” Both Saerak and Aurus called out almost in unison, glancing towards the giant behemoth of a cat which was slowly prowling towards them—its fierce orange eyes appraising them one at a time with a peculiar sense of amusement, quite unlike most of the beasts in the game.

But, it wasn’t the creature’s eyes that had captured the four Player’s attention, nor was it the fiery orange mane and ornamental armor adorning the feral tiger’s forelegs. It was what lay between the feline’s back legs—a fat barrel of a sheath that was already starting to swell with anticipation, causing a fat, tapered yellow tip to peak out from the flexing white-pouch, and of course, the pair of ample nuts which sprawled a good way down the giant cat’s thigh just behind it, twitching with the same excitement as the sheath.

“God dayumn! I think I know what genre the guy who modeled this kitty worked in before!” Tad whistled with a wide, crooked grin—shuffling back with a few awkward steps to keep his distance from the content rating breaking beast in front of him.

“Why, thank you~” The tiger boss they were about to engage retorted back, a glimmering, mischievous twinkle in the beast’s eyes whilst the cat’s fat tongue rolled across his lip. “I’ll have to repay such compliments by giving you a nice, up close and personal tour of the assets you’re eyeing so eagerly~”

“Wait... It replied?” Aurus' fur shivered as he retreated in tandem with the worgen.

This wasn’t something as common as a pre-canned voice line like most creatures were attached with, set to perform idle environmental noises or respond to certain flags like hostility or death, it understood what Tad had said, in context to where his eyes were looking, and gave an accurate reply! Of course, it wasn’t unheard of for characters in VR titles to be equipped with simple chat-capable AIs to engage in a conversation, but it wasn’t something this particular game tended to do often... Especially not for enemies that were meant to be cut down for loot!

“Between those ‘goods’ and the conversation plugin, this feels less like unreleased content and more like some Gooner Dev’s pet project he secretly added to the game!” Scarf huffed, scowling slightly at the giant boisterous cat.

Her glaring frown quickly melted away when the boss’s scrutinizing stare settled upon her, causing the smaller quadrupedal cat to shiver and hide back around the worgen from the obvious lurid intent simmering beneath the tiger’s orange eyes.

“Would you hurry up and engage it!” The serval squeaked, slapping the worgen’s ass with her spell-charged tail tip to coax him forward.

“Oh, right!” Tad shook his head clear of the distracting thoughts circling through his mind, before flashing a toothy smile towards the beast as he gave one last flirtatious barb. “I guess we know why none of the guys who ran into this Boss before talked—probably to ashamed to admit they got fucked by the big kitty, hah!”

With that, the clockwork knight dove forward, lifting up his cumbersome, excessively-steampunked shield to ram into Eridian's front, making sure to squeeze a button within the shield grip just as he was about to make contact to activate its attached ‘surprise!’

BOOM!

The ‘small’ worgen’s arm braced against the impact of his shield bonking the feline, as well as the recoil from the embedded weaponry firing point blank into its target—an explosive blast with a high threat multiple which kicked up the dirt in a cone in front of him.

Even before the eviscerated soil wafting into the air cleared to allow everyone to see the result of the attack, Tadwinx followed up with the second stage of his combo. His right hand lifted up the equally large and overly styled clockwork sword, flicking another ignition trigger on the weapon’s handle before slamming it forward—creating another cacophonous explosion rippling forward in a line!

BANG!

Except... This time he didn’t feel the feedback that came from his blade meeting an enemy. The explosive charge had carved out a small valley within the already cleared forest floor instead of impacting against the boss!

Tad’s orange and blue eyes flicked, looking for where the beast might have been hiding in the dust cloud with an annoyed click of his tongue. “Come on, a gimmick fight!? Man I swear sometimes the devs just hate us tanks—”

Just as he was speaking, the wolf’s mismatched eyes caught a glimpse of orange and white fur moving out of the corner of his eye. Sadly, not soon enough for him to dodge or mitigate the strike with his shield, letting the massive feral beast’s powerful hind leg kick him from the side, sending him flying several meters away from his party formation... And right into a swiftly sprouting tree which had grown to ‘catch’ him!

With a dull thud, the worgen’s visored head crashed into the tree—leaving him reeling whilst a Stunned status icon appeared above his head.

[Bonked!]
Knocked out for the next 15 seconds!

“So droll and extravagant~ Do you know how annoying it's going to be to fix the damage those unseemly weapons of yours have made to my glen? Do me a favor and take a dirt nap for a few moments... I want to get a look at the menu~” The tricolored tiger rumbled with a lascivious grin as his orange eyes swept across the remaining three ‘morsels’.

The delightful little feral kitten quickly scrambled backwards, placing the other two sacrificial treats she had arrived with between her and the enigmatic Boss—and more importantly, the fat, swelling yellow cock starting to spill out beneath his belly, staining the soil with small spurts of pre with every engorging throb!

“Mmm, nope! Not it!” Aurus shouted out, turning invisible with a shadowy veil to disappear from the cat’s sight when the boss’ ravenous gaze had settled on himi.

“Oh, come on!” Saerak squeaked back, flicking his prepared DoT spell at Eridian, only for the unengaged cat to saunter to the side just in time to avoid the projectile, its eyes not focused solely upon the cheetah with a salacious slurp of its salivating lips.

The water cheetah backpeddled in response, putting months of practice kiting foes to use as he swiftly queued a barrage of spells into one long chain—hoping that they might keep the monster at bay long enough for their tank to get back up!

Unfortunately, whatever spells the surprisingly nimble large beast didn’t dodge barely put a dent at all against the Boss’s health bar—while any attempt to slow down or immobilize the giant feline seemed to be easily shirked off! The red line underneath the creature’s nameplate barely shifted more than a pixel by the time the cat’s yellow and black hair could feel the tiger’s warm, humid breath past the aura of frost his numerous ice projectiles created.

With a casual, swatting backhand from Eridian’s forepaw, the Sorcerer kitten was sent spiraling through the air. The only consolation was his head got to land on the relatively softer dirt, instead of the hard unyielding bark of a druid-grown tree like Tad.

“Mmm... Such an appetizing lunch you are... Oh yes, I think I have quite the fun idea for you... After all, four meals might be a tad bit too gluttonous even for me, after all those other pesky Players turned lunch that conveniently delivered themselves into my paws before~”

“Besides, you know what they say... A buffet is always more enjoyable with a friend... Or do they? You Players say so many silly things it's hard to keep track...” Eridian’s panting maw drew closer towards Saerak’s face—evoking a mad, scrambling crawl from the cheetah to get away despite being on his back.

“Alright, fuck this Encounter! Lets get the hell out of here!” Saerak proclaimed, unwilling to risk his character any further considering how quickly the fight had gone downhill—especially since he didn’t know how detailed the programmer responsible for the lecherous beast had made its gullet!

With one hand, the sorcerer cat called forth another flurry of magic to try and buy him the precious seconds he needed to escape.

One hand called forth another flurry of magic to buy the cheetah the precious seconds he needed, whilst the other pulled out one of the Teleportation Scrolls he had brought!

[Emergency Teleportation Scroll x1] Used!

“Enjoy being scrubbed off the server once this gets out!” The cat gave a smug retort towards Eridian as the item was consumed, the model in his hands incinerating underneath a searing light from within the scroll itself! Afterall, there was no way the four of them weren’t going to be spreading the news about this everywhere they went!

T̴e̶l̸e̶p̷o̴r̷t̵a̴t̴i̵o̴n̵ ̷F̵a̵i̵l̷e̴d̶.

“What?” Saerak’s aquamarine eyes went wide as he read over the glitched system notification which sprung up with his escape attempt’s sudden interruption.

Failed!? What sort of bullshit was that! Those worked in every other Boss encounter! Only story events would disable their effects, and even then, they would disable the item, not have a failure after burning the scroll! Nevermind what the heck was up with that messy, sporadic text font...

Then again, this area was never meant to be played. It wouldn’t be unexpected for there to be some bugs with this zone. Tadwinx and the rest of them had even been on the lookout for such until their attention was fully occupied by the boss in front of them.

But why did it have to be with their emergency escape card though!?

“Now, what was that you said... Something about being ‘scrubbed off of the server~?” Eridian murmured, licking his chops as he stepped onto the prostrated cat’s chest, crushing the virtual breath from the feline’s avatar with the monstrous cat’s sheer weight.

“Such tough, confident words when you thought you’d be poofing away from here without consequences... Mmm. But how sweet that terrified expression of yours is now. Such an appetizing contrast~ Truly, nothing is more satisfying, or enhances the flavor more, than giving prey the illusion of escape only to crush it right before devouring them whole~”

“Tad. Tad! Tad!!! Get your lazy ass back up and—mrrrfff!?” Saerak squeaked, shouting for his party to rescue him.

Sadly, nothing stopped the much larger cat’s jaws from clamping around his head, introducing his face to the slick, raspy tongue within the beast’s maw!

The large red muscle rolled over the cheetah’s face, slathering the Sorcerer’s head in a layer of thick, sloppy, tiger drool which left his thin yellow fur matted beneath its surprisingly warm and viscous touch. Every breath from the ravenous beast surged out from the entrance of the cat’s writhing gullet caused Saerak’s spit-logged fur to flutter, even making his short round ears flick beneath the sheer power of each anxious, growl-tinged ‘breeze’.

Of course, the fang-encircled cavern his eyes could currently spy was just the waiting room for what was coming next. Those teeth wrapped around his shoulders flicked him upwards, leaving his body sailing through the air once more, only to be ‘caught’ within the monster’s maw, letting the feral tiger swallow him with remarkable ease! Saerak’s face crashed against the giant slippery tongue, sprawled out in greeting like a welcoming carpet—right before the muscle flicked to kick him further towards the gloomy abyss that was the tiger’s throat!

The cheetah squirmed as his face was pushed by the tongue and pulled by the game’s gravity system to the back of the larger cat’s tongue—towards the cliff which demarcated the quivering tunnel of saliva-dripping muscles from the mouth he currently resided in. His feeble hands fought against the boss’s overwhelming strength, trying to pry his head free from the monster’s snout, whilst the rest of his body kicked feebly in the air as he hung from Eridian’s lips! Yet, no matter how much he fought, it felt like all Saerak could manage was to stop himself from slipping in deeper!

GLLRK~!

At least until Eridian swallowed. His tongue shoved the cheetah helplessly towards his demise, allowing the overpowering gullet to inexorably pull him the rest of the way down, one overly embellished, noisy, and detailed gulp at a time~

[Swallowed!]
The afflicted is Disabled until [Eridian, Godblessed Druid] is made to spit them back out!

The three remaining party members not currently ‘enjoying’ a hands-on tour of the tiger’s esophagus could only watch in confusion, shock, and absolute horror as the outline of their friend’s face appeared pressing out from the quadruped’s throat! Saerak’s arms writhed, trapped against his torso now that his shoulders were wedged into the beast’s gullet, his legs madly kicking towards the dirt for any sort of purchase to try and pry himself back out—while every following swallow, and every teasing flick of the beast’s maw upwards, dragged him a foot further away from the ground as he disappeared further behind the boss’ fangs..

“Get me out of here!” Saerak shouted. But, unfortunately, his words came out as nothing more than muffled, incomprehensible notes amongst the wet, overly gratuitous squelches of spit squeezed between the beast’s throat and its kitten meal.

The deeper the cheetah slid down, the further the bulge his body made within the devouring tiger’s throat stretched—all the while assaulted in almost every direction by the tight, wet, clenching gullet, clenching almost painfully tight around his virtual body as it shepherded his character towards its grizzly demise.

[W@terKitty]: I STG AURUS IF YOU JUST STAY INVISIBLE UNTIL HE RESETS I WILL KICK YOUR ASS!
[OtterDeezNuts]: In Virtucraft?
[W@terKitty]: NO, IN REAL LIFE!

While any attempt to speak would be silenced by the noisy gut he was heading towards, and the thick layer of muscle and fur insulating him from the outside world, he could at least still communicate to the party via the text chat.

‘Oh god, please don’t let this encounter enable erections. The last thing I need is for my friends to see how much of a slut I am for this shit.’ Saerak silently prayed, thankful that spellcaster armor sets tended to be in the ‘loose and conservative’ style to obscure any shameful truths in his character’s final moments.

He had to admit, the designer who had worked on ‘this’ attack certainly put a lot of work in... It was A+ work, and whilst Saerak wasn’t entirely happy that he was getting to experience the depraved codemonkey’s labor of love—he was more than likely going to lose the Character he had spent hundreds of hours of work to experience it after all—it was certainly going to be memorable...

Hopefully the rest of the party didn’t catch on to one of his more ‘perverse’ desires before his HP bar hit zero. A character could be rerolled, but the social death that would come from everyone he knew knowing he was a vore slut would be eternal! At least his shameful blushes were sequestered away from the world by the very predator that was about to be his demise.

He just had to be careful about what he mentally ‘voiced’ into the party chat...

With one last, flamboyant gulp, Eridian made a show of scarfing down the last of his meal—the cat’s feet hanging past those lips disappearing to oblivion, shortly thereafter followed by the long tail being slurped down, leaving only the impression Saerak made within the giant feral’s body.

The tiger’s thick, grooved tongue lapped over his lips to appreciate the water kitten’s lingering aftertaste. The squirming, kicking, protesting, and subtly moaning cat still had a bit further to go before he finally settled in the monster’s belly. The entire party was able to watch his descent all the while, their ears twitching as they heard Saerak’s muffled groans of struggle became ever so subtly higher pitched as the smaller feline’s impression steadily settled into the cat’s stomach—a particularly ‘energetic’ gasp barely echoing through Eridian’s body when the water Sorcerer’s face was squeezed through the tiger’s cardia, dunking the cheetah’s face into the gurgling, acid-filled cavern beyond before being joined shortly thereafter by the rest of his body.

[Digesting!]
Acid and Physical Damage inflicted every six seconds!

A wet, sloshing gurgle wrung out from the bulge between the large cat’s legs as the trapped cheetah struggled, prodding the white-furred belly to clench tight in retort, digesting a good chunk of the squishy Sorcerer’s HP as a result and drawing a pained yet euphoric groan from the meal inside.

“Whelp. He’s dead.” Scarf muttered with a huff, doing her best to avoid the cat-druid’s attention. Her heterochromatic eyes glanced madly for any way to escape after seeing how their teleportation scrolls proved ineffective—even going so far as to start rubbing against the ‘walls’ of the glade in hope of slipping through a collision box in the unfinished area.

“Mmm... Not quite, but you will soon be my dear~” Eridian shot back, licking his chops as his gaze briefly turned away from the cat and towards the worgen artificer which had finally crawled his way back onto his feet. “But I did promise this appetizing kitten a special fate, didn’t I~?”

With another taunting flourish, the strange Boss reached down with a forepaw over the impression his squirming, struggling prize made, making the trio remaining free watch on in curiosity, before a flicker of virtual artifacts flowered from the paw, causing a flurry of glitched effects to seep into its belly and Saerak’s healthbar in their hud in turn—his Digesting status effect becoming all but unreadable...

ꞩ īꝟȼꞡħđ!ⱦꞩēēɏ ɏⱥīꞥӻłđᵯꞥӿȼī!đꞩīđꞡ]ꝑꞥꞩīⱦ ⱥī ȼⱥī ēꞩⱥ[ēꝋēđ ɍꞡ łēđⱥꞥ ȼ
Ꝑłⱥɏēɍ Đⱥⱦⱥ Ȼꝋɍɍᵾꝑⱦēđ 𐏑ཏ%

[W@terKitty]: Guys, what’s going on...
[W@terKitty]: Something weird seems to be happening...

“Aww fuck, we better do something before this causes his entire Account to be fried,” Tad retorted after finally escaping his stunned condition, casting a leery gaze at the glitchy, artefact riddled notification that greeted his return to coherency. After briefly touching a gem upon his belt to recuperate the damage he had taken from the cat’s kink, the worgen got back up to his feet before charging forward again!

After all, if the fight was at least half-decently modeled, the cat should be slower while digesting a meal—opening up an opportunity for the rest of them to hopefully punish the sluggish feline, or even force him to spit up their captive friend!

Fortunately, it seemed like the artificer’s conclusion was true. With the extra weight, Eridian was left to swagger instead of nimbly jumping around their attacks, allowing the worgen’s mighty strike to clink against the tiger’s ornate epaulets instead of dodging them entirely—his squirming stomach full of frantically panicked cheetah wobbling underneath him the entire while, framed by his giant, barbed, yellow kitty dick matting the gravid white fur with its dripping fecundity.

“How rude, interrupting someone while they’re in the middle of a meal...” Eridian retorted with a confident chuckle. The gleam in the boss’s eyes still seemed to show complete confidence, staring down at the remaining three like a full course dinner it was planning how best to savor.

Aurus took that moment to return to the fight, having quietly walked to the edge of his cast range before unleashing a barrage of Cool Down spells against the data corrupting entity! The surprise, and the hybrid’s full rotation nuke, had much more success than the desperate, pressed flurry Saerak had managed to squeeze out!

[Eridian, Godblessed Druid]
Lvl - ??? HP 96%

But... Even with all of that, the grand result of their combined attacks was a mere fraction of the tiger’s HP. Perhaps if he, Tad, and Scarf played perfectly, and somehow managed to avoid all of the creature’s yet to be revealed abilities, they might be able to survive long enough to wear the monster down—assuming it didn’t have a second phase—but that would be nowhere soon enough to save Saerak before his character’s permadeath!

“Anything you can do to buy him some time, Scarf?” Tad grunted as he wrestled with the tiger. While Eridian couldn’t nimbly doge his strike, he had caught the worgen’s sword with his fangs, holding off the lupine’s further strikes as the clockwork knight struggled to keep his hold on the blade—while at the same time trying to stop himself from being tossed around like a cat toy by the much larger monster!

“No line of effect, already tried,” the slinking serval replied as she refreshed the shield spell upon the worgen before adding her own mediocre DPS to chip away at the glacial retreat of the boss’s HP bar.

“Tch. Fuck this shit, we should just log out rather than give whoever designed this fight some fap material!” Aurus shouted back, eyes glaring as he struggled to think of any way to turn their fortunes around, continuing to fight and struggle with the rest for the next minute—barely feeling like they were managing to keep the tiger at bay the entire time.

But, even if there was a way to turn the fight around, he didn’t discover it soon enough to save their ‘leader’, as one clenching, HP bar chunking gurgle at a time, the cheetah’s status bar finally met its end.

[W@terKitty]
ĦꝐ: θ%
Đⱥⱦⱥ Ȼꝋɍɍᵾꝑⱦēđ: 𐏑θθ%

Curiously, despite the fact that the feline’s HP bar had hit zero, the UI bar had not quite yet updated for the Sorcerer’s death. Nor, indeed, had the animation for the kicking, squirming, protesting meal squirming in the tiger’s belly come to a close yet. In fact, while the frantic desperation behind the hands and feet pressing out against the cat’s belly as Saerak’s HP neared 0% had slowed, the strength behind each press only seemed to have increased...

But, considering this was an unreleased, more than likely unfinished fight—or even one devient devs personal pet project—neither curiosity was too eye-raising on their own.

“Oh well, that’s him in the graveyard.” Aurus grumped, side-eyeing the cooldown for his Vanish spell as he did so. He really should have just let the entire thing play out! Now he had to hope that the three of them could continue to keep the mysteriously intelligent tiger at bay until at least he could escape with his character’s life.

“Back to the 1 to 100 grind with him. But hey, at least he’ll have company,” Scarf gave a long, aggravated sigh. “Might as well try to get as much juicy information out of this as we can to make it worth it.”

Her attention turned towards her ‘spiritual brother’ with a teasing smile afterwards. “Try not to die too early, okay Tad~?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah... One of you guys is rolling the tank next time.” The lupine grumbled back, refreshing the explosive charges on his weapons as he set up for the next burst phase of his rotation.

“Hmm. So not me then?” Scarf teased back briefly as she got the next series of spells ready.

“Mmm... Now, now. I’m in a good mood. Let's not spoil it by keeping up this pointless Encounter...” Eridian rumbled, licking his lips clean as he eyed the trio.

“Feel free to just lay down and take it, then!” Tad yelled out, lifting up his shield to initiate another charge wombo-combo.

“I think not~” With a long, drawn out, melodramatic sigh, Eridian rolled his eyes at the foolhardy bravado of his lunch, before finally deciding to bring an end to the encounter with a mighty roar which sent the worgen artificer, the shadow flinging tanuki, and the buff and heal dispensing serval flying across the dirt—crowning each of their heads with a Dazed icon when they hit the dirt to keep them from interrupting the ‘cutscene’ to come.

The feline rumbled with a purr after delivering a soft cough to clear his vocals after such a mighty, primal display. “But I can understand why you’re so upset. After all, I did take your friend from you... Here, let me return him... Although, I may have made a few... ‘improvements’ so that he could better help me entertain you three~”

Almost immediately after he spoke, the giant feline began to cough once more. His powerful forepaw pressed against his meal-squirming belly, working with the sudden flexing contractions of his belly to begin retching up his prey. Despite their CC’d state, the three surviving party members all scowled in disgust, expecting to be greeted to the grizzly sight of a half-digested cheetah being spat out onto the ground in front of them like the mother of all hair balls!

But, as Saerak’s believed remains left the beast’s belly and began to be forcefully dragged back up its gullet—returning the monster’s belly to its lithe, rippling muscled physique, whilst the tiger’s neckline wrapped around the size of the morsel once more—the first hints of fur they saw begin to peek back out from Eridian’s maw weren’t the soft yellows and blacks of the cheetah, but the same orange, black, and whites of the beast that had consumed him! A second later, and the regurgitated feline was finally spat back out into the world, falling out with a slurry of stomach acids and throat slop to land upon the ground in a sorry, chyme-soaked state.

Instead of the cheetah they had known and played with for months, what had returned to them was a feral tiger with orange stripes and a white body, save for its head that was black—an almost perfect, albeit smaller, copy of the tiger that had devoured him!

So much so that the trio of still standing Players scattered around the arena almost believed that the mini-me that had been spat up and Saerak might have been completely unrelated... If it wasn’t for the one thing that made the smaller tiger distinct from its source—a pair of shining blue eyes. Saerak’s eyes.

Almost as soon as the realization hit the three of them of just how the ‘adds’ in this encounter worked, including a series of expletives that wrung from all their lips, the smaller tiger stirred. Slowly, the new enemy rolled onto his feet, stretching out with a long, showboating stretch, before shaking its pelt clear of its ‘father’s ichorous coating. “Mmm... Hello, ‘me’~”

Only then did Saerak’s position in the party UI menu finally change. But, instead of graying out for death like they expected, it disappeared in a cloud of virtual artefacts, almost as if he had just left the group save for the glitchy effects and the brief change of Saerak’s name to ‘Saedian’ right as it happened.

“As if this encounter wasn’t bullshit enough as it is!” Tad scoffed.

“Well, since it's unlikely we can save W@terkitty, I say it's time for us to get out of dodge,” Aurus chimed in, the stocky otter-tanuki crossbreed already pulling out an Emergency Teleport scroll in an attempt to escape.

The other two were quick to follow. Despite the fact that they had seen the scroll in Saerak’s hands fail, they still held out hope that whatever glitch prevented his teleportation wouldn’t repeat. Or at least, they were desperate enough to give it a shot while being spurred on by the shiver-inducing look of hunger that both large felines gave them—slowly prowling closer, seemingly in no rush to pounce upon their quarries, knowing that their last ditch attempt at escape was as futile as the cheetah’s.

T̴e̶l̸e̶p̷o̴r̷t̵a̴t̴i̵o̴n̵ ̷F̵a̵i̵l̷e̴d̶

“Fuck!” All three of them shouted practically in unison as the glitched failure notification popped up in front of their eyes.

Their false hope of escape, meanwhile, had cost them just enough time for the two cats to reach the remaining males of the party, leaving Tad and Aurus on the back foot as they pivoted from escape to desperate struggle as the tigers pounced!

Scarf, while not under threat herself, was specced entirely towards healing and support, leaving her near powerless to intervene asides from topping up their health bars in the fight to come.

Tad managed to raise his clockwork shield to block the jumping strike from the original, larger Eridian, but he could do little to stop the momentum behind the massive tiger’s body. The worgen crumbled backwards, left sprawled on his back once more. Except this time, he wasn’t given time to recover—the giant quadruped following through to pin the smaller lupine against the dirt with his crushing weight.

With gritted teeth, the artificer did the only thing he could think of, activating the prepared charge on his shield in an attempt to dislodge the Boss!

With a cacophanous ‘BOOM!’ the explosion blasted up against the single paw pressing his shield against his chest! Vaporized and eviscerated soil flung outwards in all directions from the trapped wolf as the weight holding him in place retracted with an annoyed grunt. Seizing his opportunity, the Clockwork Knight didn’t dare wait to see how effective his attempt was before attempting to roll back onto his hands and knees.

Alas, even that alacritous, desperate movement wasn’t fast enough to escape the giant cat’s paw from returning, slamming back into his chest hard enough to make Tad wheeze. His eyes bulged ever so briefly with the pained gasp, his heterochromatic eyes looking fearfully towards the owner of the white-and-orange-striped leg holding him in place as the debris cloud settled. Despite the point blank shot, Eridian’s HP bar had dropped barely a sliver.

Not that the attack was entirely ineffective. The feline looked slightly more disheveled than before, with a few clumps of displaced dirt and dust besmirching the creature’s previously flawless pelt. With a disparaging flick of his forepaw, the seemingly vain feline brushed aside the worst lumps of sod sticking to his flanks, followed by a quick lick of his paw pads before using them to brush down the unkempt fur on his orange mane.

Only after his impeccable image was returned to normal did the giant beast turn his attention back down to his trapped quarry struggling to take a single breath beneath his right fore-foot, delivering an annoyed rumble as he did so. “Such a nuisance. It's time for you to make up for it~”

The worgen gave an annoyed grunt, the only noise he could manage while struggling beneath the beast’s foot, preparing himself to be swallowed whole like Saerak before him—already starting to debate his next toon's name.

Instead, to his chagrin, the damn beast hit him right where it hurt for an artificer! Using his overwhelming strength to pry the sword and shield Tad was desperately holding onto, Eridian flicked the weapons aside, before giving the same attention to the worgen’s fancy, steam-punk flavored powerarmor—tearing it open like a can of tuna to expose the delicious wolf within!

“Do you have any idea how long that all took to craft!?” The ‘small’ worgen snarled as more and more of his gray and charcoal banded fur was exposed to the tiger.

Not even the undershirt his avatar wore underneath his armor was spared by the tiger’s destructive, humiliating strip. Before, with a tantalizing tap of clawed toes over the wolf’s fancy utility belt and tasset, Eridian finally tore apart the worgen’s breaches, exposing his plump canine sheath and amble spears—along with several inches of fat, veiny red worg dick which now sprawled across the lighter patch of fur along his belly and chest.

“Oh, what’s this... Someone enjoying themselves, are they~?” The tiger taunted, teasingly shifting his position above the worgen to allow his giant, yellow cat dick to hang above the canine’s, flaunting his much larger size compared to the pinned male’s as he did so.

“Man fuck you, I’m not admitting to shit!” Tad shot back with a nervous grin.

The worgen’s gaze shifted to the side shortly thereafter, hoping that one of his other party members might have had a way out. Maybe the tricky Aurus had another card up his sleeve...?

Whelp, nevermind!

With but a glance, Tad could tell that the ottuki was about to meet the same fate as him! While he had tried to tank the Boss head on, the trickster of a Sorcerer had done his best to keep Saedian at bay in a desperate attempt to buy time until his Vanish spell came off of cooldown. But, no matter how many spells he had flung out, it still ended with him being pounced by the smaller feline, trapping him with his face pinned into the dirt and unable to see anything of his attacker save his shifting feet.

Aurus’ equipment took far less effort for the ‘little’ tiger to remove, the cloth and leather armor set that was more useful for his spellcasting spec being far less hardy than Tad’s metal plate. With a few quick tears and swipes, the shadowy bastard was reduced to the same humiliating condition as the artificer—his absolutely enormous tanuki balls that were normally hidden beneath the virtual robes spilling out against the ground, his fuzzy, uncut humanoid cock sprawling between the titanic spheres.

The otter hybrid’s blue eyes glanced towards the worgen as the worgen glanced at him, hoping for a rescue much like the wolf had hoped, only to be met with the same dispiriting sight—their following exasperated sighs all but in sync.

Although, after the ottuki’s gaze fell upon the half-aroused state of his friend’s avatar, the half-breed’s expression quickly turned to one of profound curiosity.

‘The game’s not programmed to show arousal!’ Aurus thought to himself, although the surprise caused his long fluffy tail to wag. ‘Naughty devs! It's all coded but just not flagged to activate outside of zones like this? Did this game start as an adult title before being repurposed by the publisher halfway through!? Or did they buy some porn game engine to build everything upon!?’

His fascination with the discovery was interrupted by the smaller tiger’s still no less intimidating slab of yellow cat dick smacking him across the face, completely blinding his vision to anything but its spunk-belching throbs—practically gluing his square glasses to his nose with the fecund essence.

“Oh, yeah, right. The whole ‘getting murked’ by some gooner dev’s fap encounter.” The otter reminded himself with a dry chuckle.

“Uh... Little help here Scarf? This ‘beast’ might be more than I can handle alone,” Tad interjected, flashing a grin towards the serval—making it clear he was talking about the feline’s dick by giving the heavy, swaying log a playful bat with his hand as he did so.

“Nah, that’s all yours. In fact, I’d dare say you deserve to have it all for yourself,” the female feline retorted with a dry chuckle. Any notion of rescuing her two compatriots was all but gone, leaving escape as her only goal as her eyes darted to and fro for any exit from the tiger’s arena.

“How considerate~” The larger tiger, Eridian, replied with an excited murmur.

“Yes, quite~ Don’t worry though, ‘we’ have a special plan for you after we’re done with your friends~” Saedian added before turning his eyes towards the bigger cat with a knowing smirk. “Although, it would be considerably rude to have her wait unattended. Should we?”

“Yes, we should~” The larger cat rumbled, nonchalantly waving his free forepaw towards the cat Priest slinking away, keeping his hungry gaze focused upon the disarmed worgen beneath him as he did so.

The ground beneath Scarf immediately began to part as large, massive vines began to sprout rapidly around the surprised cat. Like a frightened cat, she immediately jumped back, circling about on the spot with all of her exotic agility to try and escape! But, try as she might, she wasn’t fast enough to dodge the Druid Boss’s spell as it chased after her, ending up being caught in mid air with her head hanging towards the ground, the plants coiling around her slinky features as they continued to grow.

“Oh, come on—oooooooh~” The feminine feline whimpered, her ears and eyes going wide as the ensnaring, animated vines began to tease her feral sex. The surprisingly smooth and soft wood, feeling almost like a proper toy, spread her lips to poke and prod the walls lying beyond. “I didn’t know the game was rigged for this physical feedback...”

“Well, that confirms it. We’re getting fucked aren’t we.” Aurus grumbled half bitterly. “At least I’m not going to be turned into a sleeve by the big one.”

“Nah, you’ve got it even worse,” Tad shot back with a jeering grin. “Think about it, “Saerak’s” gonna end up fucking you over twice compared to just the rest of us getting it once!”

“...Fuck you’re right!”

Tad couldn’t help but let out one last, cackling laugh at his joke, before the demanding log of tiger cock slapped him against his face due to a demanding, rolling press of the Tiger Boss’ hips.

“Okay, okay, I get the picture big guy!” The worgen artificer chimed back, wrapping his hand around the side of the large, pre-slick, and barbed dick.

“Valhalla, here I co—Mmrph!?” Tad’s words, and his smirking grin, were both obscured when the giant tiger’s cock slammed forward with a sudden thrust, swallowing the canine’s head down to his shoulders in one long, lurid squelch!

In any other situation, Aurus would have blurted out in laughter seeing the artificer pup’s face pressing out against the underside of the beast cock before finishing his sentence. Unfortunately, the humiliating sight was robbed from his eyes by a similar fate—the smaller cat’s hips likewise slamming forward in tandem with its ‘senior’s’ hips to swallow him just as easily!

The ottuki’s and worgen’s face—glasses, goggles, and all—were trapped in the slick, humid, and clenching tunnels of the quadruple tigers’ dicks. Their noses were absolutely smothered in the constant trickling tide of musky cat spunk oozing up from their white balls to matt their fur in the warm, slippy current.

[Swallowed!]
The afflicted is Disabled until [Eridian, Godblessed Druid] is made to spit them back out!

With the shift in stance both tigers adopted to ensure their cocks had gotten ahold of their respective meal’s heads, their overpowering forepaws had been removed from their bodies. Not that it did them much good, however. No matter how much they squirmed, how much they shoved the ceiling of fluffy muscle above them, or yanked back against the dicks wrapped around their heads, nothing they could do gained even an inch of freedom back from the swallowing spires pulling them messily, towards their demise once throb at a time.

All while Scarf was watching, made to witness their end within the prison of naughty vines getting her ‘ready’ for when it was her turn—her imagination running wild about what new ‘delight’ the tiger boss was programmed to inflict upon her!

But, at least for now, she could take some small pleasure in watching her two friends get humiliated by being turned into cockfood, a small smirk briefly flashing across her cooing lips when she thought about how she was going to torment the pair of them for this while they rolled their new characters! It was just a shame that the screen shot feature also seemed to be glitched at the moment, otherwise she could have backed up her future barbs with hard evidence!

The tigers, all the while, were delightfully enjoying their ‘meals’, licking their lips and growling in harmony within the clearing as their throbbing dicks dragged the doomed Players closer towards the lurid sarcophaguses awaiting their arrival. Their bright yellow tools gulped down their oversized meals steadily, prying their shoulders into their tapered heads, wrapping the widest parts of their body with a ludicrous, obscene stretch. Yet, even as the wider fit allowed a large stream of overflowing fecundity to pout out around their slowly devoured frames, they still couldn’t pry themselves free!

It looked like they wouldn’t have much time to struggle either, for all the good it would do. The further they slipped down the lewd, undulating tunnels, the further they were pulled in with every following throb. Where once the quivering cock meat could gulp down a few inches of fuzzy brown or gray fur at a time, they were now slurping almost a full foot! Soon enough, the entirety of their torsos were trapped beneath the sensitive yellow flesh, lodged within the hot, slimy passages. Soon thereafter followed by the next shudder of dick lurched their feet up and off the ground, left to helplessly kick and squirm in thin air before being schlurped down like thick noodles into the gluttonous spires.

Squelch~! Splat! Thumpthump.

[C̴̻̳̹͌̏̈́ų̴͐m̴̢͍̬͘ Digesting!]
C̶̮͉̃́̏ų̸̯̓̈́̓͝m̶̜̩̂͒ and Physical Damage inflicted every six seconds!

The pair found themselves dunked into the giant vats of smoldering jizz laying in wait with almost comical alacrity—reducing them down to nothing more but lumps of squirming preysluts bulging out their respective tiger’s nut sack. From the outside, it was almost impossible to tell which wobbling spheres, jostling with their occupant’s protests, held which Player. Only their hands and feet, pressing out against the clenching containers during particularly feisty bouts of resistance, as well as their muffled groans and whimpers, barely audible over the wet, squelching churn of raw, syrup-thick seed, gave any hint towards their respective identities.

From her vantage point, Scarf could only shiver—watching as their HP went down in unison with every audible clench from the churning balls. TechnoPuppy definitely had more HP than OtterDeezNuts, but the fact he was being digested by the larger, actual boss’ balls seemed to be enough to compensate for his tankier stats. Every six seconds a tenth of their HP bars turned from the pristine red into a turbulent, milky white ‘slosh—accompanied by a wet, sloppy note from the digesting spheres clenching tight around their prizes, as well as said morsels muffles voices, barely managing to keep up in volume to the gurgling lurid tombs around them.

80%...

70%...

60%...

The serval swallowed as she watched their healthbars recede, painfully aware that as soon as the lounging, indolent felines had finished processing their latest conquests that it would be her turn. She renewed her attempts to escape, fighting and struggling against the oppressive grip the Godblessed Druid’s vines held upon her person, all while trying to ignore the pleasure that the tormenting plants delivered—their smooth wooden surface rolling across her feral lips until her mound became glistening wet, primed and readied to be used by the larger felines.

50%...

40%...

30%...

Tad and Aurus’s digestions were quite different from Saerak’s. Even discounting the strange turbulent white visual effect consuming their HP bar instead of the typical shrinking red line, it was clear that the meals within were being slowly liquified—quite unlike the cheetah’s whose pushes and squirms within the beast’s belly never relented. Every squirming kick and shove from the hybrid and worgen pair was defined, less solid than the last. At the same time, the tautly wrapped balls clenching around their bodies began to bloat ever so slightly fatter with every gurgling clench, as if every noisy churn rose the ride of freshly brewed seed within those nuts, sagging the spheres lower towards the ground and further obscuring the impression the protesting Players made within.

20%...

10%...

The two were now nothing more than barely visible wobbles within their respective feline predators’ sloshing nuts. Their desperate struggles no longer had any form or distinctive solidness, no visible bulge or press that helped to frame a kicking foot or punching hand within the white furred sacks, nor even their faces which used to present almost perceptible expressions from the clenching nuts’ tight fits. Their protests were practically imperceptible, lost amongst the wobble-inducing clenches of the lurid sarcophaguses processing them, erasing them from the game—until the pair seemed to be nothing more than semi-solid lumps of cat jizz trapped within their graveyards instead of the player characters they once had been...

Until...

SQUEEEEEELCH~

0%!

As if in rapturous celebration for their demise, the tigers’ balls flexed tightly, obliterating the last tenth of their HP in unison! Their HP bars, turned completely into a churning facsimile matching their current state, quickly grayed out to signal their permanent death on the server. Their shafts, meanwhile, seemed to be just as giddy as those now perfectly round, bloated balls sagging behind them like overinflated water balloons—throbbing with such intensity that a damn near bucket sized wad of Scarf’s former friends tumbling towards the ground in thick waterfalls of virility!

[TechnoPuppy] has died b̸̨̂e̶̞͆̉̈e̵̞͕̠͗͝n̶̛̰͎͐͝ ̵͎̥̌͠ĉ̵̢̻̹̃h̴̫͆ǔ̶̼͐̚r̸̟̘̝̄̉͘n̶͚̐̆̚ȩ̴̪̳̽͋͒ḋ̸̨̞!̴̮̰̚!
[OtterDeezNuts] has died b̸̨̂e̶̞͆̉̈e̵̞͕̠͗͝n̶̛̰͎͐͝ ̵͎̥̌͠ĉ̵̢̻̹̃h̴̫͆ǔ̶̼͐̚r̸̟̘̝̄̉͘n̶͚̐̆̚ȩ̴̪̳̽͋͒ḋ̸̨̞!̴̮̰̚!

The Eridians gave a long, satisfied sigh of delight with the two’s defeat, albeit one tainted by a soft rumble from the pent up desires now burning within them because of their ‘stocked up’ balls. Almost immediately afterwards, the two cats’ mismatched eyes turned in unison towards the final Player left to be dealt with—the relatively small, feral, female cat hanging upside down and still struggling against the vines they had summoned to keep her entertained, succeeding only in sinking her fangs around one which had coiled around her head.

‘Oh fuck.’ Scarf whimpered as their attention turned towards her, the almost identical cats exchanging one last pair of knowing glances, as well as a nod, before stalking closer towards her.

“It would be quite the waste to just pump her friends out onto the floor~” The Eridian formerly known as Saerak purred, putting to voice the thoughts the ‘bosses’ had during their nod for her ‘benefit’.

“Oh yes it would... Besides, girls are always such a rare treat. A nice change of pace from all the sweaty try-hard guys that have been delivering themselves to our bellies and balls for dinner previously... She deserves a special treat.” The original replied, licking his lips as he stalked closer. His giant slab of cat cock left a trail of spunk in its wake, a small cupful of former worgen spilling free with every swaying step the beast took.

‘Mmmmm. Nope! I see where this is going! I’m just gonna... Opt out now, kthnxbi.’ Scarf sassed silently since she was unable to put it into words thanks to the impromptu vine-gag muzzling her stout snout shut.

With a flick of her heterochromatic eyes to the side, she focused on the buttons along the bottom of her vision and selected the option to log out. Yes, it meant that she was essentially accepting her character’s demise, but at least she wouldn’t have to play through a sudden R-rated game mechanic!

L̸̳̈̋ȯ̵̦̩̒g̶͕̖͑ ̶̲̋Õ̶̩͘ṳ̷̘̀t̴̛̳̪͋ ̸̘̿̏T̴͍̄e̵̜̽͊ḿ̶̮p̶͕̮̂ŏ̷̤͈̏r̴̼̯͋a̵̻͓̍͂ȓ̷̮ǐ̷͈̫͂ḷ̸̤̂̅ȳ̸͚͓̐ ̴̟͆̕Ū̶̦̹̿ņ̴̒̓ạ̵̦͐̂v̷̺͋̋a̶͚̫̐̈́i̴̫̫̽l̴̟̿̅a̸̢̰͑b̸̤́ḽ̸̰͆e̷̪͌

Sigh...

Why was she not surprised?

The feral serval ‘tsked’ openly in dissatisfaction, grumbling in the back of her mind as her last avenue of ‘escape’ had been prevented before finally turning her gaze back to the two approaching tigers eyeing her like a rodent that was already trapped underneath their paws.

The smaller of the cats that had used to be Saerak’s character reached her first, murmuring fondly as he cleaved apart the vines holding her up with a swift swipe of a forepaw. She tumbled down to the ground, immediately attempting to jump back onto her feet, only to be stopped by the naughty coiled plant tendrils still wrapped around her like a net.

Her desire to escape only grew when she finally turned her heterochromatic eyes up towards Saedian. Her vision was almost entirely occupied by the underside of the larger quadruped’s body, from his rippling muscled frame, to the living fountain of fecundity dripping a near constant trail of overflowing spunk just shy of her face, to the giant, wobbling and sloshing cum tanks that had snuffed out Aurus’ avatar!

‘At least it's smaller than the original boss’s... Stupid, why did you think that!?’

Scarf cringed visibly as the flag she had raised was immediately answered by the original’s mighty paw smacking its ‘twin’ playfully. The smaller, junior existence of himself played along, chuckling as he rolled onto his back with the mighty shove, his mighty yellow prick matting the white fur beneath its tip as he did so.

“Know your place, kitten~” Eridian chastised his facsimile’s impertinence with a smirk as he sauntered his way behind the trapped Player.

“Mmm... Can you really blame me for trying to get first dibs? She is such a succulent treat~” The smaller tiger teased with a purr ever so slightly tainted with disappointment. Saerak’s blue eyes stared out from the druid cat’s visage, meeting Scarf’s own with their unflinching gaze displaying naked desire. “After all, her and ‘I’ have a bit of a history together~”

“Perhaps I’ll let you sire her next litter... But the first round goes to me~ After all, it was me who did all the hard work~” The boss that had lost only a small fraction of its HP tutted back before reaching down to pluck her up with a ginger bite to the scruff of her neck.

Wait, next litter!?

The thought raced through her mind as her two-colored eyes spun from one messily dripping dick to the other, reigniting her desperate attempts to escape. Who knew what being made the broodmother to some bugged out boss god cat would mean!? Oh god, what if there was an achievement which got a public announcement or could be searched!?

Unfortunately, her squirming defiance was immediately brought to an end by the larger cat’s hold upon her scruff, leaving her hanging limply, able to express her thoughts on the matter with a grumpy expression as she was held like a kitten by its mother.

Her silent temper tantrum ended when Eridian shook his head, sending her mind and thoughts rattling as she was shaken loose from the decaying vines—the living net that once restrained her disappearing by the end of the dizzying motion!

She only recovered when the tiger dropped her, leaving her to fall on top of the smaller feline’s belly, her thoughts shocked awake when her face landed upon the prostrated tiger’s warm, throbbing pillar of masculinity—her nose immediately inundated with the scent of overwhelming fecundity drooling from its tip.

“But I am not unkind... We can share her well enough~” The larger cat murmured.

However much the two spoke or played up their little contest of who was going to breed her first, it was clear by their movements that their thoughts, or at the very least their deeds, were one and the same. Saedian’s forepaws latched around her body before she could recover, perfectly cooperating with the larger beast looming behind the captured serval with how his forepaws held her flank up for his superior.

“Hey-Hey now boys, let's not be hasty! We can talk about this... You know, if you let me go, I can lure in a lot more adventurers for you to play with, right? Much more than me—mrrph!?” The cat priest tried to interject, pulling her head away as best as she could from the monstrous yellow prick smearing her face with its excessive fecundity.

Unfortunately, her attempts to bargain would be brought to a swift end by the concerted movements of both ferals. The smaller tiger pulled his hips back, draaaaaaging his barbed cat cock across her nose so that the voracious tip nestled against her lips, before the cat behind her shoved her head forward, forcing her to swallow his hefty yellow shaft inch by gag-inducing inch~!

Scarf’s eyes went wide. Her virtual tastebuds were inundated with the tangy flavor of the masculine cream that had glazed the ‘meaty treat’ sliding boldly across her sandpaper tongue as he stuffed her cheeks! Most of Saedian’s barbs had not yet crossed her lips and already the drooling point was nearing the back of the muscle. She reflexively swallowed every drop of the viscous cream trickling down her gullet, flowing at such a voluminous rate that she was sure she’d already be gagging from the cream alone if this wasn’t in VR!

That was just a taste of what was to come, of course. The firm, overpowering paw against her scalp wouldn’t be content with just her tasting his peer’s dick. With another push, she was shoved down, forced to swallow Saedian’s cock—stuffing her throat so full of feline dick that her character’s neckline bulged around its girth!

Her muffled protests only served to pleasure the feline underneath her, her own body shuddering just from the sensation of her throat and maw being so utterly stuffed! Her eyes rolled, knocked towards the back of her head as the converted tiger’s hips rammed upwards to sink several more inches of primordial deity dick down her gullet, rolling several of his smooth barbs past her lips—the bumps tickling against her maw, tongue, and throat with every following thrust~

“Mmm... Finally, a better use for that sassy maw of yours, girl~” The blue-eyed tiger snickered. He purred hotly as he continued to fuck her throat, his hips plunging forward only every couple of seconds instead of hastily chasing its release.

It wasn’t like she was going anywhere, after all~

Scarf immediately wanted to flip the taunting tiger the middle finger, but alas, her choice of avatar left her unable to do anything more but feistily flick her tail blindly back towards his head to answer his provocative quip.

But, as the shock of feeling her esophagus being used as a fleshlight for the giant feline’s pleasure passed, Scarf found her thoughts turning towards the sensations the deed evoked. She was no stranger to lewd VR games, although she had never expected to find such material in the current title she had booted up, yet none of the other titles she had ‘indulged’ in before had ever managed such visceral sensory feedback as her current situation!

Maybe it had something to do with piggy backing off of a Quadruple-A title’s engine and sense rig? Or, perhaps, whatever pervert of a developer secretly responsible for this fap-encounter just happened to be a maestro in the area, to the point he might be able to take the sex game market by storm if he put his talents to it!

Heck, maybe that was the point of this little mock up? An attempt to start a portfolio to get some backing? Or, hell, maybe this entire thing was the work of some deranged AI that had been trained on far too much adult content and gotten loose into the game’s code...

The theories bounced around in her head, slowly aligning as she decided to play along with the events going on—although she still visibly displayed a look of dissatisfaction to the two to not undermine her cat credentials, even as she began to ever so slightly bob her head along the bright yellow shaft.

It was a shame that she hadn’t known about this ahead of time so that she could sync a toy to the game... Although who knew if the encounter had been programmed to handle that. Though, considering how surprisingly thorough the encounter was so far, she was leaning towards that answer being yes.

“Such a naughty party you all were~” The larger cat murmured as if in answer to her wandering musings.

The beast’s free and surprisingly dextrous forepaw grabbed her by the tail, yanking the long white limb up to make her present her kitty-snatch obviously glistening with her excitement before his eyes. “I’ve had the privilege of entertaining quite a few of your lot, yet you’re the first to have every member thoroughly enjoy the experience~”

Her white cheeks flushed in embarrassment from being called out, the scarlet hue contrasting sharply against the yellow prick sliding in and out of her lips. Although the rosy expression only grew more pronounced when the large tiger’s lips spread, and its giant, grooved tongue rolled forward to plunge between her netherlips, giving her a taste of just how ‘real’ the sensation felt down there as well. It was enough to make her shiver, her little paws kneading against the white-and-orange-striped body beneath her, pressing her haunches back into the lapping Godblessed Druid’s tongue.

She had all but forgotten what was to come next. It was only when the original feline had removed its maw, leaving a few slippery strands of drool stretched from her well groomed pussy and his lips, did she remember the creature’s intention—as well as the unknown complications that would come from it!

The sudden clarity to her psyche only became more pronounced when the warm maw and its heavy, humid breaths which still tickled her nethers in the tongue’s wake, was replaced by a familiar, albeit far larger, trickling tip of feline prick! The true boss’s girth was easily twice as large as the already quite monstrous tool ravaging her gullet, leaving her folds clenching in fear of its approach.

Of course, even with her mind functioning properly once more, it wasn’t like it would do her any good. With the druid kitten’s paw still using her tail like a leash keeping her rump held high, and her body trapped beneath the two’s combined paws, there was nothing she could do to stop the larger beast. His hips pressed forward, wedging his drooling cockhead against her succulent lips, spreading her entrance around his tapered start.

Her nethers clamped tight against the intruder plunging forward while her paws squeezed against the silky-fur-lined wall of muscle beneath her. But, no matter how tightly her body flexed, no matter how each reflexive squirm from the shaft’s advance rippled through her being, nothing stopped the giant throbbing battering ram from claiming her digital depths one nudge—one press—at a time, all but sending every neuron-linked to her sex on fire as the hot, jizz-belching rod ground its way in.

Before, with a sudden, enthusiastic thrust, Eridian slammed the entirety of his head into her tight sex, wrapping her lithe abdomen around his hefty girth! She writhed from the overflowing sensation coming from each end of her being, while every quiver from the cock half-lodged into her sex brought a shiver to the white fur wrapped around it. Her claws dug uselessly against the body beneath her, desperately scrambling for any sort of purchase, whilst the sheer volume of seed already trickling forth from the dick digging into her feminine canal would have left no doubt in her mind that she’d be growing kittens already—at least it would have if it this was reality, rather than a game obeying some sort of coded logic, however twisted it might be.

Eridian was only getting started~ In the confines of the game and its virtual environment, the typical limits of her body did not apply, allowing the massive beast to begin hammering its sputtering spire deeper into her depths with each self-indulgent thrust! The two’s thrusts worked in perfect tandem with each other, sea-sawing her back and forth between their dicks with each seemingly coordination slam from their hips!

The sensation from her stuffed depths was soon joined by the prickling touch of the cat’s barbs ramming past her lips! The first tickling rake on their way in was but a sample compared to the shaft’s reverse swing, the bumps scratching along her walls in an all new way as they retreated, ensuring that her mind didn’t get a second— coaxing one shameful release after the next underneath the constant barrage from the demanding tiger boss’ hips!

“Mmm... You should consider yourself lucky, Scarf~” Saedian teased, his head framed by Eridian’s giant balls bloated by the worgen’s cum-processed remains. “You’re about to get a Legendary drop~ Well, there may be some assembly required on your part~”

Scarf tried to huff in retort to the tease, only for her former party member and friend to interrupt the attempt by wrapping his hind legs around the back of her head to slam her face into his own giant spheres swollen with an ottuki’s worth of seed—momentarily smothering her nose in the warm, musky fur as every last inch of the large cathood stuffed her maw and lips! His hips quickly took advantage of the new position, ramming forward with such a fervor that made his earlier, lackadaisy thrusts nearly rival the larger pair’s—sending her different colored eyes bouncing back into the skull with every noisy, whimper-inducing buck!

Each throb pulsing through the dick in her throat made its barbs pressing against her gullet quiver against the delicate shivering walls. The serval writhed on the edge of anticipation, squirming at the precipice of pleasure as she braced herself for the behemoth of an orgasm that was to come.

The larger cat was quick on the other’s heels, ramming forward with enough force to send the smaller feral’s body rolling forward with the momentum—afterall, the two were far too in synch to not have their climaxes also arrive together~

The grip upon the back of her head halted the jostling bouncing of her lips on the other’s cock to bury her face between the cleft of the tiger’s seed-swollen nuts—silencing her cock-gagged protests against the warm sloshing pillows of virility! All while his own hips continued to thrust, stuffing her full of his impossibly hefty, feral feline prick~ Until, at last, the game defying, glitch-weaponizing boss’s shaft soon reached the end of her tunnel, cramming its tip against her cervix and sending the matched nerves in her body tingling in delight with none of the discomfort that should have come from the deed!

Scarf groaned, the last of the focus within her heterochromatic eyes being wiped out after one particularly mighty thrust forward rammed the tiger’s towering divine dick past the barrier to her womb—stretching her fertile fields around the spunk sputtering tower while the tingling warmth from the escaping essence pooled within her deepest depths.

Another plunge forward, and her overstuffed abdomen wrapped around the more of the giant feral’s prick, creating a tangible outline of the demigod’s masculinity that rolled against his nearly identical minion’s chest. A third thrust, and Saedian’s blue-eyed face was completely obscured beneath his superior’s giant white spheres as they smacked against the little serval’s rear. Her quivering vulva kissed against the feline’s sheath with every following thrust from the tiger blindly chasing his own release, smacking his rotund orbs against her rump and the smaller tiger’s face!

Scarf sensed their release a moment before it happened, the fur on her scruff rose like an animal sending a natural disaster moments before it arrived, soon followed by the two giant walls of gurgling, sloshing fur at either end of her quaking. Her spit-roasted form felt like a sleeve as both tigers came to a sudden, crashing halt, their large, hilted cathoods throbbing throughout her core, sending every peripheral nerve linked to those areas of her body screaming in unnatural delight.

Before, as the tigers’ gushing torrents poured into her depths, her blue and orange eyes rolled upwards, her thoughts completely untethered by the surge of pleasure that came with their stocked virility gushing into her body—the white essence crashing into her stomach and uterus with all the force of a fire hose with every clench from the spheres! Her body was inundated almost immediately. Her womb bloated around the force of seed pumped into its depths, her belly swelling around the bloated cavern to press against Saedian’s chest—until even the once distinct impression of Eridian’s cock was obscured behind the distinct swell, especially as the torrent force fed into her stomach joined in to make her look even more gravid.

The remaining seed poured out from the very holes it was pumped into, erupting around the lodged dicks as its only means of escape, flowing out in a pair of viscous, alabaster waterfalls which tumbled down over the tigers’ spheres that were shrinking with each of their spurts into her depths. Every clench, every throb, every spurt sent her spiraling into the next lascivious rapture of pleasure, kicking her eyes back towards her brow just as they were starting to swivel back to reality.

[̵I̸m̷p̶r̸e̴g̸n̵a̴t̵e̵d̷!̷]̷
S̷t̸u̶f̶f̴e̵d̸ ̴f̴u̵l̶l̴ ̶o̴f̷ ̶E̶r̵i̵d̸i̵a̸n̷,̵ ̵G̵o̵d̴b̸l̸e̴s̸s̶e̶d̴ ̵D̵r̶u̶i̶d̷'̷s̴ ̸k̴i̸t̷t̸e̴n̵s̷!̶

[̵I̴m̸m̴o̵b̶i̸l̸e̷!̴]̸
T̶o̸o̶ ̶i̷n̶u̴n̵d̷a̸t̵e̵d̸ ̴b̵y̴ ̴E̵r̷i̵d̵i̴a̸n̵,̸ ̴G̷o̸d̶b̸l̷e̶s̵s̷e̴d̵ ̸D̸r̸u̷i̵d̶'̸s̵ ̸s̵e̴e̸d̷ ̴t̴o̶ ̴m̵o̶v̶e̵!̶

M̵i̸n̸d̵ ̷B̸r̶o̶k̸e̶n̴!̸
M̶i̸n̷d̵ ̴i̴s̶ ̶e̸m̵p̴t̶y̶ ̶o̸f̶ ̵a̷l̸l̸ ̵t̶h̵o̵u̵g̴h̶t̸s̵ ̸b̴u̴t̴ ̸c̷a̷t̶ ̸c̸o̷c̴k̴!̷

[₳₵ⱧłɆVɆ₥Ɇ₦₮ Ʉ₦ⱠØ₵₭ɆĐ!]
[ł ₲Ø₮ ₣Ʉ₵₭ɆĐ ฿Ɏ ₳ ฿Ø₴₴ ₳₦Đ ₳ⱠⱠ ł ₲Ø₮ ₣ØⱤ ł₮ ₩₳₴ ₮Ⱨł₴ ⱠɆ₲Ɇ₦Đ₳ⱤɎ ₱Ɇ₮!]

The buggy status effects and notifications rolled forth one after the other as the cum-bloated cat groaned around their seemingly endless climaxes, trapped in place until every last drop of seed that used to be her companions crashed into her body before washing back out from her holes—swelling her to her limits whilst the seed escaping from her holes made as much of a mess of the smaller stud beneath her as it did her.

The two digital cats took their time to move, letting their spheres squeeze out the last of the churned players, finally returning to their still overly large, plump, and virile origins, rather than looking like they were living, gurgling bean-bag chairs. The steady trickle of overflowing jizz continued to escape from her avatar’s holes, erupting in thick, mighty geysers around the yellow-pricks during their first few throbs to join the steadily growing puddle of divine cream across the virtual forest’s floor.

Until, as the processed ambrosia gurgling within the felines' nuts began to peter out, only small drops and the occasional rivulet of remnant jizz was left to pour free—just as the forest ground began to proliferate with various plants and flowers that sprouted within the spreading tide of jizz.

Only then did the barbed cock lodged in her gullet finally start to roll back, raking its soft nubs across her cum-glazed esophagus. Before, as the shaft unplugged itself from her maw, the smaller of the tiger cocks gave one last resurgent belch of virility to plaster the serval’s face.

Not that Scarf was able to be bothered, her mind too drunk from the overstimulation provided by the VR-Headset to think—leaving her languishing there as her character reflexively coughed up a few mouthfuls of sticky cat gunk left within her throat, or that had managed to escape from her overfilled stomach due to the odd dry heave.

“Mmmm. I dare say she looks even prettier like this~” Saedian remarked as he admired the utterly destroyed state of ‘his’ former companion with a satisfied lip smack of his chops.

“She’ll look even prettier once our kittens start taking shape~ Mmm... Just a shame that there’s not many female players, otherwise we could get her some companions. A nice herd of kitten-filled sluts would do wonders for the arena’s decore...” The original Eridian spoke, a twisted smirk on his lips as his own massive column of yellow masculinity began to drag itself free.

The delirious brood-kitten mewed when the second set of barbs began to rake across her entire reproductive tract—scratching along the inner walls of her cum-bloated womb, teasing past the battered gate of her cervix, before finally teasing over the nerves of her seed-soaked cunt as the tapered yellow point pulled free with a ‘plop!’

In comparison to the few mawfuls of cream that had escaped once the rod in her throat was retracted, the tide of cream which poured out from her loosened sex was like a tipped over bucket—a crash of white ambrosia which drenched the smaller tiger’s chest and face with its fecundity. Although, unlike before during their climaxes, he didn’t have the giant, worgen-bloated nuts of his senior to protect his face from the musky spillage, freeing the deluge to obscure his expression behind a thick veneer of creamy white—save for his blue eyes which blinked away the white gunk to peer past the musky face mask a few seconds later.

“Hmmph. You could have given me a warning,” the smaller tiger grumbled before rolling onto its feet, rolling the slowly recuperating serval off of him and into the center of the virile lake slowly seeping into the soil.

“So what should we do with her~? Seems a waste just to churn her now, and we can’t exactly let her leave~” Saedian continued with a curious murmur, trotting around to join his larger peer in admiring their handiwork.

“Oh, I have an idea for that... We can just keep her... After we make some... ‘adjustments’.” Eridian smiled, swinging his tail forward to bop Scarf’s forehead just as her eyes were starting to regain a hint of lucidity, triggering another flurry of artifact-laced notifications with the touch.

[̵B̸e̴t̷t̸e̵r̵P̶i̵c̷k̴M̴e̷r̷c̸y̵]̸ ̷h̵a̷s̶ ̵b̷e̴e̵n̶ ̸r̸e̷n̵a̵m̷e̶d̴ ̶t̴o̶ ̷[̷E̵r̵i̶d̷i̶a̶n̶'̸s̵ ̸B̴i̶t̴c̷h̴ ̵#̵1̸]̸

[̵E̴r̷i̷d̷i̶a̶n̸'̸s̶ ̸B̷i̷t̷c̶h̴ ̷#̷1̵]̸ ̵h̷a̴s̸ ̵b̷e̵e̷n̵ ̸r̶e̶s̸p̶e̶c̷c̴e̴d̵ ̵f̵r̶o̴m̵ ̸L̸e̴v̸e̸l̶ ̷1̴0̸0̷ ̵P̴r̵i̶e̷s̸t̶ ̴t̴o̸ ̵L̴e̷v̵e̵l̶ ̷1̶ ̸B̴r̶o̸o̶d̸ ̴K̸i̷t̴t̸e̶n̶!̶

[̴E̴r̵i̴d̴i̶a̷n̷'̵s̷ ̴B̷i̴t̶c̴h̴ ̴#̴1̸]̴ ̵h̴a̸s̶ ̷b̴e̷e̴n̸ ̴g̸i̵f̸t̴e̴d̷ ̴1̵2̸x̵ ̷[̴E̴p̵i̶c̴ ̶Q̸u̵a̵l̸i̷t̶y̸ ̸P̴e̷t̷:̷ ̴E̸r̷i̷d̵i̷a̵n̵ ̷J̷r̶s̸]̵!̴
̵E̶s̴t̸i̷m̴a̵t̵e̵d̶ ̷D̴e̴l̸i̷v̴e̴r̷y̶ ̸T̷i̶m̸e̴:̴ ̷5̸9̵ ̵d̶a̸y̵s̴,̷ ̵2̷3̷ ̷h̴o̶u̷r̷s̷,̴ ̷5̴1̸ ̵m̶i̴n̵u̶t̶e̵s̸.̶.̸.̵

Meanwhile, far away from the ‘hidden’ boss zone, in the hall of one of the server’s most prominent guilds...

A regal looking lupine adorned with a golden crown lounged lazily upon his ostentatious throne. A golden goblet swirled with a rosy red VR wine in his hands, tickling his tastebuds with the illusory sensation of the drink as he waited. Above his head floated his display name and guild title;

[RajiinTerra, the Most Humble and Magnificent Ruler of All]

On the occasion, the wolf’s other half would discretely change his title to see how long the lupine would take to notice—something that would sometimes take the lupine days to notice, much to his playful embarrassment when one of the snickering guildmates would point it out days later. Fortunately, tonight the tricksy fox hadn’t plied his tricks, leaving his self-aggrandizing title in place while he waited.

Some time after midnight, as the “King” finally gave a yawn and was preparing to log out to join his husband in bed, another player finally arrived—a werewolf knight who trotted forward, wearing a tabard featuring a white field blanked by red lines.

The knight came to kneel in front of the Guildmaster ‘King’ before speaking. “Raj—”

“That’s KING Rajiin Terra, the Most Humble and Magnificent Ruler of All~” The wolf interrupted with a cheeky smirk before taking another sip of his drink. “...Continue.”

“Yes, ahem, King Rajiin... About those players you arranged to explore the potential hidden dungeon...”

The wolf gave a forlorn sigh before turning his purple eyes framed by black sclera to the kneeling lycanthrope. “They’re all dead, aren’t they?”

“Yes, Lord—I mean King Rajiin.”

The gray wolf shook his head before tilting the goblet up to his lips, lapping his tongue forward to continue drinking its contents. “...So hard to find good, expendable help these days...”