Spring X044

Chapter 10

The hot sting of the dessert sun reminded the Guardian that somehow, he was trapped in this sex-filled nightmare with his storybook friends.

“W-what?” stuttered Fable weakly as he felt the sand molded around his legs, pulling them apart. “What are you doing, Piper?!”

Fable found his limbs sealed to the ground as the sand solidified. His arms and legs were buried in the golden sand. Enraged, he thrashed about and yelled for his release. That only made the muscled villain before him smile.

The young mage quickly realized that Prince Philip and The Little Prince had vanished. Instead, he watched as the sand around him started to move devilishly. Something sinister was being plotted, and he did not want to find out what it was.

Slowly, a handful of sand molded into an elongated shape, almost like a dildo, and positioned just at the entrance of Fable’s abused hole.

“No. What is that?” exclaimed Fable as he watched the sandy appendage move.

Struggling to break free and resist, the hero’s used pucker winced vigorously as he tried to tighten his loose hole. A string of the Pied Piper’s cum pulsed from his deflowered cherry.

“Fuck! What are you doing?” Fable demanded to know. But before he could get this reply, the sand dildo thrust into his ass without mercy, pushing the Piper’s cum back in. “UGH! Get it out!!”

“Uggh!! Please… stop!” Fable’s tone changed to a worried one as inch after inch of the sandy rod entered his ass. It seemed endless. Waves of pleasure tickled through the hero’s body as the rough sand scraped against the sensitive rim of his hole. The helpless hunk could feel that the rod had pushed beyond anything that had entered him. It went so deep that Fable thought it might have entered his colon.

The young hero struggled weakly, twisting his sweaty muscular body and flexing his abdominal muscles as he went. But there was nothing he could do to stop the sandy tentacle from invading his abused hole.

Once deeply lodged, the rod of sand suddenly halted its invasion into the young hero’s canals and began to expand gradually. That caused a wave of pain in Fable, forcing him to yell out in pain as his intestinal tract was pushed wider from within.

“ARGH! STOP! PLEASE!” Fable yelled with tears in his eyes. The dulling pain was becoming unbearable. He could feel his insides burning with each inch the expanding rod added to its circumference.

To the Guardian’s dismay, it continued to inflate until it reached the girth of a large sauce jar.

Shocked at how much his once-virgin hole could accommodate such abuse, Fable stared at a gleeful Piper with hateful eyes.

“Well, well, Fable,” taunted the Piper as he smiled sinisterly at his mage’s predicament. “This sure stretch you out. It seems like I can fit a whole fist into that whore hole of yours.”

Glaring at the evil storybook character with teary eyes, Fable cursed, “Fuck you, Piper! FUCK YOU!”

“My dear mage, Fable. Let me teach you a lesson on how to use my powers the right way,” the Piper laughed as he placed his lips on the magic flute, releasing a string of enchanting melodies.

Fable peeked from his bound position, and his eyes widened with fright. Tiny-sized rodents started to emerge from the sandy ground. With a small furry body, rabbity ears, kangaroo-like legs, and a feather-tipped tail, the animals were undoubtedly desert jerboas.

“What on earth?” uttered Fable as he watched the animals hop onto his bound and vulnerable body. Two curiously crawled up his round pectoral muscles, studying his perky nipples. With a dart of their tongues, Fable let out a confused moan as the creatures started licking his tits.

The young mage twisted his body, flexing his muscled abs to get the animals off. But their balance was impeccable. No matter how much he moved, the jerboas held their ground on his well-built frame. Fable let out an uncontrolled moan when the two jerboas began nursing his pointed nipples as they were seeking out mother’s milk.

His shock continued as another jerboa hugged his ball with its warm, fuzzy body. Its tiny paws clawed around the hero’s ball, sending a wave of ticklish and pleasurable sensation up Fable’s spine.

“God, this is… sick, Piper!” Fable panted exhaustedly from his futile thrashing. “Get them off me!”

The melody continued, commanding another two of the tiny rodents to brush their soft furry body against the hero’s veiny cock. With their feathery tail tips, they tickled Fable’s sensitive cockhead, forcing the spent hero to get hard once me.

“Stop this perversion!” Fable demanded again weakly, unprepared for this rape by such small furry animals.

Pausing his music piece for a second, the villainous Piper chuckled, “I cannot stop, Fable. The show must go on.”

“Ughh!” Fable struggled as he was forced toward another orgasm by these small kangaroo-like rodents, but something else felt strange. The sand dildo in his anus started to rattle. The sound of moving sand indicated that the dildo was hollowing out.

Why? Why is it hollowing out?!

“What are you planning!?” yelled Fable as he looked down and saw several jerboas crowding around his exposed ass. The dildo slowly transformed into a large and thin hollow pipe, prying the hero’s hole open.

Fable’s eyes could not widen even more, “No, Piper! You can’t be serious!”

As the storybook character returned to his musical instrument, the jerboas began burrowing their way into the sandy gate holding open Fable’s gaping hole.

“ARGH!” yelled Fable as the first jerboa forced his stretched-out hole to spread out even more. Following the first, a second and third rodent crawled its way.

Fuck! They are running around in my insides. Shit! What?!

Fable opened his mouth wide, unable to make a sound. He was too shocked at the feeling of tiny pitter-patter feet along his dark insides.

Why is this…? UGH! So strangely good! Fuck!

A torrent of pleasure coursed through his body as the entering jerboas brushed themselves against his prostate, forcing the young hero to yelp out in pleasure. The sand dildo acted like a tunnel, allowing these rodents to explore Fable’s insides, almost like tourists in a glass tube at an aquarium.

“Fuck you, Piper! UGH!” yelled Fable as he thrashed about trying to stop the freakshow he was in. But that only allowed more jerboas to enter his asshole. He could feel countless of those tiny animals poking their way around his deep insides. Occasionally, one attempted to overtake another, forcing the sand tunnel to expand within the hero’s inside, sending a wave of erotic sensations across the Guardian’s body.

“Stop! Stop! STOP! Get them out!!” screamed Fable as his cock pulsed a jet of pre-cum, only wiped by a rodent’s furry tail.

Just when he thought this was too much, the two jerboas by his now fully erected cock started to poke at his cock slit and wiggle their feathery tails into the tight split at the tip of his reddened penis.

“W-what? Please… No,” uttered Fable as he felt the tails slip into his urethra, stroking the length of his sensitive sperm duct with its tiny prickling fur.

Fable bit down on his lips, unable to comprehend the pleasure his body was subjected to. “Fuck!! This shouldn’t feel so good!”

Suddenly, the Pied Piper’s music ramped up to its climax.

Following the intensive of his artistic piece, every single jerboa seemed to have gone savage on and in Fable’s body. The two, who were latched onto his nipples, began to suckle viciously, sending electrifying pleasure through the hero’s muscled tits. The others on his cock began rubbing their body against his thick shaft while speeding up the thrust of their tails into his piss slit. Lastly, those exploring his insides began to dry hump each other as they chose his most private insides as their mating burrows.

“Fuck! Fuck! ARGH!” Fable screamed as his body was nothing but a sex playground for these sex-crazed rodents.  “God! Someone! Please save me!”

His eyes rolled up as the hero threw his head back in wild lust. A powerful volley of semen exploded from his swollen cock, so strong that the jet forced the jerboas’ tails out of his cock hole.

Thick ropes of cum continued to squirt out after the first burst, landing on the hero’s cobblestone abs, splattering all over his muscled chest. Some of his thick semen even got onto his handsome and dazed-out face.

In that moment of bliss, Fable’s face was unlike anyone had seen before, a mix of shock and enjoyment. Even the hero himself could not believe how much his body was enjoying this humiliating perversion.

But his bliss was short.

The jerboas on his body went crazy as they were bathed in thick superhero cum. They began licking off the nutrient-rich semen. In the process, they bit down all over the young hero’s muscled body. Fable let out a weak scream as the animals left bite and scratch marks all over his chest, abs and arms.

“Ughhh! Fuck you, Piper…” stuttered the broken hero as he collapsed back down onto the golden sand. With deep inhalations, the young mage was to try to do anything to keep himself conscious amidst the ravaging rodents in heat. The countless orgasms, the rape by his friends, and the torment by these sex-crazed jerboas were too much for the Guardian.

“Please… Let me go… I can’t anymore,” begged Fable as he felt the tiny feet of the rodents pushing against his insides, stretching him out.

“Please…”

The Piper smiled darkly. “Fable, we are just getting started playing with you. More of your dear friends are waiting to spend time with you!”
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Chapter 11

A dim and warm light awoke the hero.

Was it all a dream?

“W-what…” Fable said with half-lidded eyes as he regained consciousness from his sex-filled nightmare with his beloved storybook characters and countless strange encounters.

There was a wetness in his pants from the countless forced orgasms caused by his wet dreams. He felt weak and sore, as though all the energy was drained from his body.

His head felt heavy. Reaching to rub his temples, the young hero quickly realized that he could not move his body. Metal restraints on his arms and legs kept him in place.

“The Piper… My… my books,” the young Guardian shuddered weakly. As his vision cleared up from his lustful slumber, his gaze was instantly met by a pair of bright yellow eyes.

What’s this?

So bright. So golden.

I’m… I’m feeling…

 A tingling sensation electrified his spine as a new and powerful sense of subservience filled his chest.

A deep voice greeted him, “Hello, Fable. Who do you pledge your allegiance to?”

Who was my allegiance to? Kant -?

Fable struggled to remember. But in his weakened state, his mind could not focus. Somehow the countless orgasm seemed to have been set as a stage for something even more sinister for the young Guardian.

A flicker of golden eyes flashed across his brown eyes. Slowly, his once-unwavering loyalty was replaced with another. A smile gradually cracked over the young runic mage’s face.

“Thanks to you, Ambrose. This conversion was easy…” spoked a deep voice.

Then, directed to the handsome and dazed Guardian, it said, “Welcome to the family, Fable.”

Chapter 12

The remaining Kant Guardians sat around the conference table.

With his usual stone-cold eyes, Lt. Maverick looked at his comrades – Jaguar, Gallant, and MoonDust. It was clear with Fable’s absence that one of their comrades was now within enemies’ hands.

“Red Titan said that Ambrose had left the League. So, the League of Steel was not across any of his recent activities,” said Lt. Maverick.

Gallant stood up, but he was lost for words. He was expecting some answers from Lt. Maverick or Red Titan.

“We will do what we can to find out more about the people who took Fable,” said the hero leader as he continued the agenda. “Moving to the topic of the negotiations between Rustmore and us.”

His deep voice spoke with his usual military discipline, “They have been asking for an insurmountable compensation for their nation’s humiliation. Red Titan had invited the Kant Guardians over to Rustmore. He had offered to act as the mediator between our two nations.”

Lt. Maverick stared at Jaguar and Gallant. “Both of you will follow me to Rustmore. MoonDust will stay to oversee Kant Alliance while we are away.”

Jaguar frowned, “Maverick, this doesn’t sound right. Going into Rustmore amid this conflict. It does not sound like the wisest decision.”

“Yes! We still have not taken action to find Fable,” protested Gallant. “Ambrose might not be with the League. That could also mean he returned to Banshee Ensemble. Fable is still missing.”

“Not another word, you two,” Lt. Maverick said assertively. “Retrieving our comrade is important, but protecting the national interest of our country takes priority. We are going to Rustmore.”

Jaguar and Gallant stared at their leader without a word. Immense rage was boiling within the two Guardians. Since Captain Solar was no longer their leader, Maverick’s strong-headed leadership silenced the voices of the Guardians.

MoonDust observed the conflict brewing before him. He knew Lt. Maverick would always get his way, and the Guardians’ protests were useless as usual.

As one of the most powerful Nature Sorcerers of his kind, he could not be bothered with the issues of this world. His interest lies solely in his research.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave,” said the Nature Sorcerer as he left the room, leaving the two disgruntled Guardians with their uncompromising leader.