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- Anthrostate VS Isekai Hero
- LoveNexus Corp
- Monster Girl: Harem Master
- Multiverse-Crafter
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All beneffits from Silver FlameLottery entry for a Oneshot RPG Adventure
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[Marcus Carvalho]
This night was …long.
First, I had a meeting with the Chinese mafia. Shì Hún, a tigress with a snake's smile, made me fight in exchange for what I needed.
Three one-on-one fights, each with a different anthro. The first two were easy considering my attributes, powers, and blessings. But the third one was a real warrior, and I got enthusiastic, ended up taking a dose of my rare hydra venom and faced my opponent on equal footing.
After winning and receiving my rewards, I got tied up in a marriage with that old tigress's daughter.
'Madame Hún is the kind of person who wins even when she loses,' I think, furious with the old lady.
"Aiiii!" whimpers Edith.
"Sorry," I say to the bunny in the bathtub that I accidentally squeezed in my hands too hard.
After playing Van damme in The White Dragon, I was finally relaxing and enjoying the night, drinking and eating with Edith, but the bunny downed a full glass of absinthe all at once.
Fearing the worst, I paid the bill and carried Edith out of the femboy hooters as fast as possible. As soon as we stepped outside, she threw up all over me. I don't even blame her. Absinthe is a strong drink, even for people used to drinking. The bunny didn't stand a chance of not getting sick.
I quickly teleported us home using my signature I drew with 'Warpchalk' on the wall. Edith, still trembling, begged me to take her to the toilet fast, where she spent a few minutes throwing up while I held her ears.
When she had finished "emptying" herself, she tried to lie down on the bathroom floor and sleep. Since I was responsible for her situation, I lifted her up, brushed her teeth, and now I'm giving her a bath.
Ps: Yes, her front incisors are big, but not like normal rabbits or cartoon ones.
"Marcuuuuuuus," Edith whimpers.
"Yes, Edith," I answer, carefully scrubbing her back.
"Marcus, I'm sorry!" She sobs, her body shaking. "I-I'm pathetic…"
Her voice falters, the words turn into desperate hicups sobs. Her long ears droop, her eyes red from so much crying. She tries to hide her face with her hands, but the gesture only makes her seem even more vulnerable.
"Come on Edith, stop that," I try to calm her, but she keeps going.
"I don't deserve you. I'm pathetic, small, weak… I can't even drink properly. I'm a disgrace to all Anthros."
The tears run down her face, mixing with the water in the bathtub. Her body trembles, not just from the cold but from the sadness consuming her. Her small hands grip the edge of the tub tightly.
"Edith, look at me." I hold her face, forcing her to look at me. Her eyes are full of pain, a deep sadness that breaks my heart. "You're none of that. You're smart, and..."
"No, I'm not!" she interrupts me, her voice cracking. "I'm a useless little bunny. I can't even defend myself, let alone the man I love. If it weren't for you, I would be..."
Her voice fails again, the sobs return with full force. She curls up, trying to make herself smaller, like she wants to disappear. It's a heartbreaking scene, but I can only focus on one thing.
"Sooo… " I start it with a teasing smile on my face. "Do you love me, Edith?"
Edith freezes, her eyes wide, her mouth forming a perfect "o." She tries to speak, but her words tangle, turning into meaningless stammering. I wait, patient, as she struggles to find her voice.
'So cute,' I think as I wait for an answer.
But then, suddenly, she stops. Her eyes, once full of tears, now shine with a fury I've never seen before.
"Of course I love you, Marcus!" she yells, suddenly standing up, water splashing everywhere from the bathtub.
The words come out in a rush, no pause, no breath. She's furious, yes, but there's something more. A passion, an intensity that catches me off guard.
"You'r like so hot, wonderful, kind, hot, caring, always cheerful and very hot," she says shaking her arms.
"You said hot three times."
"That's because you are!" she exclaims like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "You protect me, you make me feel special and safe even when we're surrounded by danger."
I always knew Edith liked me, but this… this is something completely different.
She goes on, her voice loud, her hands gesturing. The shyness, the insecurity… all of it vanished, replaced by the same confidence she had when she tried to protect me at the femboy hooters.
Except this time, she was finally allowing herself to be who she really is, without fear, shyness or shame.
"Before you showed up my life was so boring, I felt so empty… you're the only one who makes me feel alive and... all fuzzy inside."
I pull Edith into a tight hug, feeling her small, soft body against mine. She's so warm and fragile, yet at the same time, so strong and determined.
"Edith, you're very dear to me," I whisper, my voice almost choking. "You make me feel so alive, being around you is way better than when I was with my family."
She snuggles closer, her long ears brushing my face. I can feel her heart racing, her warm breath on my chest. It's such a perfect moment, but...
I pull Edith back, holding her by the shoulders. Her eyes, once bright, are now confused, full of doubt.
"Marcus? What's wrong?" she asks, her voice trembling.
I take a deep breath, trying to find the right words. I don't want to hurt her, but I also don't want to lead her on.
"Edith, I... I don't know if I'm ready to open my heart again." The words come out fast, like ripping off a bandage. "After everything I lost for the second time coming to this world... I don't know if I can already open myself up to love again."
She stares at me, eyes wide. I can see the pain in them, the disappointment. But I also see understanding. Edith is smart, and sensitive. She understands my struggle, even if it hurts.
Amidst our uncomfortable silence Edith's ears perk up, her eyes light up with an idea. She takes a small step back, her body trembling slightly.
"Marcus, what if... what if we don't need a serious relationship?" Her voice is firm, but resolute. "What if we could have something... purely carnal?"
The question catches me off guard. I stare at her, trying to process what she just said. Edith, the sweet and shy little bunny, is proposing something I never imagined.
I cough, choking on Edith's proposal. Heat rises up my neck, my cheeks burn. I stammer, trying to find the right words.
"Edith, I... I don't know if that would be appropriate."
The words come out in a whisper, barely audible. Edith stares at me, her eyes shining with a mix of hope and fear. But then, the light in her eyes fades, replaced by deep sadness.
"I understand, Marcus." Her voice is barely a whisper, full of pain. "You don't find me attractive."
She shrinks, her ears drooping, her eyes filling with tears again. Seeing her like this, so vulnerable, so broken, cuts me deeply. I can't let her think that. I can't let her feel that way.
"Edith, stop." My voice comes out firm, resolute. I hold her face, forcing her to look at me. Her eyes are full of tears, but there's also a spark of hope. "You're attractive. I'd love to make your fluffy bunny butt bounce on my dick."
The words come out without thinking, straight from the heart. Edith's eyes go wide, her mouth once again forming a perfect "o." She stares at me, shocked, but also… aroused. I can see the sparkle in her eyes, her breathing quickens. She bites her lower lip, her cheeks flushing.
Then, without warning, she jumps out of the bathtub, her wet body colliding with mine. Her arms wrap around my neck, her legs around my waist. Before I can react, her lips are on mine, hungry, desperate.
"Uhuuum." I try to protest with my mouth full of bunny tongue.
The kiss is intense, full of a passion I've never thought would feel again. Her hands grab my hair, pulling me closer. I can taste the sweet mint flavor of toothpaste on her.
'Thank God I brushed her teeth before this kiss.'
[Luni]
I turned off the last lights getting ready to leave, the neon glow from the outside sign 'Femboy Hooters' invading the dark hall.
"Why is it always the hot guys..." I muttered angrily remembering that tall, muscular Latino guy. "Who cares the most about those flea-ridden animals?"
Still frustrated, I check everything before leaving. Counter clean, chairs stacked, the silence was nearly absolute, except for the distant hum of night traffic.
"I thought the extra strong drink would make the rabbit sick and Marcus would abandon her, but instead he carried her like an Amazon carries a prince."
I wiped down the already clean counter, frustration guiding my movements.
"What did he see in that dull little bunny?" I grumbled, the cleaning rag thrown over my shoulder. "She doesn't have half my flair, my charm, and my butt is way sexier and perkier than hers."
The image of Marcus, all muscular and heroic, next to that bland bunny annoyed me so much.
"If he likes small and feminine things, I'm way better than that stupid bunny." I keep rating for myself. "He could have anyone, so why her?"
The empty hall seemed to amplify my thoughts, my voice echoing louder than usual.
"I'm better-looking and much smarter!" The cleaning rag was now a whip in my hands, snapping against the counter. "I am twenty-five years old and the Anthrostate still hasn't caught me. I'm not shackled to some stinking Anthro like most men. That says something, doesn't it?"
I spun, the rag flying through the air, and stared at my reflection in the mirror behind the counter, seeing something that shouldn't be there.
I froze in place, the cleaning rag slipping from my fingers. In the mirror, behind me, a massive silhouette, white as snow. A polar bear, her nose wet, black eyes locked on me. The brown overcoat didn't hide her size, nor the shiny badge pinned to her lapel with the words: Anthrostate Inspector.
"Good evening, human." Her voice, a deep growl with a heavy accent, reverberated through the hall. "I am Inspector Masha Medvetskaya."
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest.
"H-h-hi," my voice came out weak and shaky.
The bear took a step forward, the floorboards creaking under her weight. I turned slowly to face her, fear tightening in my chest.
"I'm investigating a case." She raised a paw, showing a photo of the hyena that harassed Marcus, caught between her claws. "A human was harassed by a group of delinquent hyenas. The trail brought me here."
I let out a relieved sigh, the knot in my stomach loosening.
"Ah, I see." My voice still trembled, but the tension in my shoulders eased. "Well, I… I don't know anything."
Masha put the photo away, her black eyes fixed on me.
"I understand, but to be honest the hyena case can wait." She took another step, the badge gleaming under the dim lights from outside. "Seven years is a long time for a human to evade the Anthrostate."
My heart stopped.
A thousand thoughts ran through my mind, but instinct prevailed. It screamed, shouted, begged me to run. But before I could take even a single step back, a huge bear paw landed on my shoulder, heavy as stone, pinning me in place.
The warmth of Masha's paw burned through my shirt, it felt like it was scorching my skin. The badge on her lapel gleamed, a constant reminder of her power, of her authority.
Masha tilted her head, her black eyes shining with a mix of authority and something else… something I couldn't identify.
"You are a fugitive criminal, human," she said, her voice firm. "But don't worry. The Anthrostate will find an Anthro to take care of you and most important put you in your place."
My heart stopped.
"Take care of me?" The words came out automatically, full of disbelief and fear.
Masha nodded, her paw still firm on my shoulder.
"Yes. Males need someone strong, someone who can guide and protect them. An Anthro will do that for you. Just take this piece of advice: don't comment on her smell like you did… some anthros are into blood play."
[Marcus Carvalho]
To say that Edith was 'excited' for her first time was an understatement to the point of being wrong.
"CALM DOWN EDITH!" I yell, trying to talk sense into the still inebriated bunny. "At least wait for me to get to the bedroom, you thirsty rabbit."
I kick the bedroom door open with Edith clinging like a tick to my body, her desperate little paws tearing my shirt. Her lips, warm and wet, run down my neck, leaving a trail of burning kisses. Her panting breath echoes in my ear, each breath filled with desire.
"Calm down girl..." My voice comes out hoarse, but she doesn't hear it.
Her small, agile hands slide down my chest, scratching lightly, marking territory. I feel her sharp teeth nibbling on my skin, not hard enough to hurt, but still bothering me.
"Ouch, ouch oh!" I complain, pulling her away from my body.
Unfortunately, the rabbit was holding on tightly to my shirt, and the buttons soon burst and flew in all directions when the fabric was pulled.
"Two in the same day?" I asked, frustrated. "I have money, but come on girl!
Taking advantage of my distraction, Edith escapes my grasp and jumps on top of me again. Her little paws go down to my pants, pulling them urgently.
"I need you, Marcus..." Her voice is a desperate whisper, full of need.
I stand erect at once as the rabbit rubs her cheek against my member, still covered by my underwear.
"So hot and so hard." The rabbit murmurs, rubbing herself against it. "Was it me who left you like this?" She asks with hope in her eyes.
Smiling at the horny bunny I nod to her happiness. Her hands go up my bare chest, exploring every muscle. As I feel her hands go down again, she pulls my underwear with surprising strength.
"My Goddess," Edith murmurs, shocked at my free member.
I laugh awkwardly, remembering that I received a strong and 'healthy' body when I isekaid for the first time. Many women refused to have sex with me because of my 30.5 cm (12-inch) cock. The silver line is that other women begged to have sex with me for the same reason.
"Hey! It's ok, Edith." I try to reassure her, but her wide eyes don't leave my member's line of sight. "I've been through this before."
I sit on the bed, pulling Edith to sit on my right thigh. Her big, round eyes leave my meat to stare confused at me. I caress her face, feeling the softness of her fur under my fingers.
"It's quite bigger than average and I don't want to hurt you."
Edith blinks, finally looking away. Her ears droop, and she bites her lower lip nervously.
To my surprise she props from my lap and her small, agile hands begin to grope my rigid member, exploring every inch. I feel a shiver run down my spine as she touches me, her fingers curious and gentle.
"So you want to keep going?" my voice comes out hoarse, surprised.
She doesn't answer, just continues her exploration with my member throbbing in her hands. Her pink nose twitches as she sniffs, her eyes closing for a moment, as if savoring the fragrance. A goofy shy smile forms on her lips, and she looks up at me, her eyes pleading.
"I know it's big." Her voice is a whisper, full of hope and desire. "But can I at least try?"
I'm speechless, surprised by her reaction. I expected fear, hesitation, but not this. Not this curiosity, this… desire.
Not having a reason for a cute girl not to handle my tool I nod and settle myself on the bed, lying on my back.
Feeling brave Edith, the naked bunny jumps on me, her eyes shining with nervousness and excitement. Her small, curvy body moves with unexpected grace, each movement filled with intention.
"Take it easy." My voice is low but firm. "I don't want to hurt you."
I feel Edith settle herself on top of me, her warm, trembling body making me notice two things. The first is how wet she is, her moist heat snatch pressing against me, making my body react instantly. The second is how big my shaft looks now that she's rubbing her pussy in the middle of the shaft. I expected her to be wary, but Edith's eyes are glazed with lust, a goofy smile hangs on her face, and a trickle of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.
"How about we start with some foreplay? I can use my fingers first to relax you-," I start to speak, but she interrupts me with a low moan, lifting her hips over my shaft.
"Shhh, Marcus," her voice is a husky whisper, full of desire. "Just... let me position myself."
I feel the vaginal fluid on the head of my member and my instincts boiling up.
"Edith!" I exclaim, getting her attention. "I know you're wet, but you're still a virgin. Take it easy there-."
She cuts me off, her voice firm, determined:
"That's just bulshit Anthro propaganda, Marcus."
Before I can react, she goes down hard, her vice gripping cunt.
"Iiiip" She squeaks in regret and surprise as a moan escapes my lips, a mixture of pleasure and surprise.
"Fuck you're tight!" I groan through gritted teeth with my member traped into the soft, soaked velvet prison.
Her body trembles, her eyes wide, her mouth open in a perfect "O". She is paralyzed, completely impaled. Her small, curvy body, once so agile, now rigid and tense.
"Edith?" My voice is worried, urgent. "Are you okay?"
She doesn't answer, just stares at me, her big, round eyes filled with unshed tears.
"I'm fine," she answers in a harsh whisper. "This is nothing… I totally don't feel like a ship's mast impaled me."
Her body trembles slightly as I feel a pang of guilt. I try to reach my hands to Edith's waist to remove her from my cock, but she stops me, her little paws gripping my wrists with surprising strength.
"No, Marcus. I just need a moment to get-.Oh my Goddess!" She cut herself quacking in a small involuntary orgasm, her pussy gripping even tighter, almost cutting my circulation on my prick. "To get used."
I see a tear run down her cheek, but she doesn't look away. I take a deep breath, trying to control the mix of worry and desire that pulses through me.
"Are you sure, Edith?" My voice comes out hoarse, thick with tension. "You look to be in pain."
She waves a hand with a shy smile forming on her lips.
"It's stretching me and hurting me...but in such a good way." She says drooling a little bit from the corner of her mouth."Just... give me a second."
Her body begins to relax slowly as she breaths, the tension in her muscles gradually easing. I feel her warmth, her wetness, pulling me deeper. Squeezing me even more.
With her eyes closed, taking a deep breath. Her fingers release my wrists, sliding down my chest, exploring each muscle. I feel her touch soft, curious, as if she were discovering something new and precious.
"This is... different," her voice is a whisper, filled with wonder. "I still feel a little pain, but I... want more."
I open my mouth to respond, but she silences me with a kiss. Her lips are soft, warm, and I feel her body begin to move slowly, adjusting itself to me. Each movement is cautious, exploratory, as if she is testing limits.
I feel every movement Edith makes, every slow rise and slow fall, every adjustment of her body to mine. The pleasure is intense, but I hold back, I have to control myself.
My muscles are tense, every fiber of my being screams to take control, to speed up the pace, but I hold back.
Edith starts to pick up the pace, her small, curvy body moving with increasing urgency.
SLAP! SLAP!
The pain in her eyes is replaced by a gleam of pleasure, each movement fiercer. Her body trembles, but now it's from excitement, not fear.
SLAP! SLAP!
"Marcus..." Her voice is a husky whisper, full of desire. "This is... incredible."
Each movement Edith takes me deeper, each rise and fall making harder for me to keep control, making my member deform in the rabbit's belly.
Edith leans forward, her small hands resting on my abdomen. Her body rises, standing on her tiptoes, and I feel my rod almost coming out of her. Her big, round eyes stare at me, full of lust and hunger.
"Edith..." My voice comes out husky, full of tension. "Take it easy, I'm not going anyware you crazy-."
She cuts me with a finger on my lips, a mischievous smile forming on her lips. And then she lets out an insane laugh, full of lust, and begins to hammer her pussy against me with great force and speed.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Each movement is intense, uncontrolled, like a jackhammer out of control.
"Edith!" I exclaim, surprised and excited. "You gonna hurt yourself."
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
But she doesn't listen, her body moving with wild urgency. I feel each impact, each sudden movement, and my body reacts instantly. The pleasure is intense, almost unbearable, and I have to hold back, I have to control myself.
"Moooore..." Her voice is a moan, full of pleasure and desire. "I need this... I need you."
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The wet sound of impacts echoes through the room, each descent more intense, more urgent. Her little paws dig into my chest, and I feel her sharp nails scratch my skin, marking their territory.
"Edith..." I try to speak, but my voice comes out hoarse, almost inaudible.
She doesn't listen, her body moving with wild hunger. Her big, round eyes are closed, her mouth open in a continuous moan. Her body trembles, each movement more intense, more uncontrolled.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Suddenly, Edith leans forward, her lips meeting mine in a desperate kiss. I feel her moan vibrate in my mouth, her body writhing in spasms of pleasure. Her pussy squeezes my cock tightly, pulsing, and I feel the heat of her orgasm enveloping me.
"Marcus..." Her moan is muffled by the kiss, but I feel every vibration, every tremor of her body.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The pleasure is intense, almost unbearable, and I can't hold it in any longer. My body reacts instantly, and I explode, cumming inside her with a force that leaves me breathless. Each spurt is intense, each pulse making me lose control.
Edith keeps moving but slowly, her body still trembling, still pulsing.
SLAP! SLAP!
Her kiss becomes softer, slower, but still charged with desire. I feel her body slowly relax, the tension in her muscles gradually diminishing.
Her lips move away from mine, and she looks at me, her big, round eyes full of satisfaction and affection. A shy smile forms on her lips, and she lies down on my chest, leaning against me.
Her body still trembling slightly.
"That was... whoa," her voice is a whisper, full of admiration and gratitude.
I caress her face, feeling the softness of her fur beneath my fingers. Her body is warm, moist, and I feel her heart beating against my chest, still racing.
"You're incredible, Edith," my voice is low, but sincere. "For a first timer you were great."
She smiles, her eyes closing slowly, as if savoring the moment. Her body adjusts to mine, and I feel a peace I haven't felt in a while.