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This story involves sexual events, sometimes between 'non-consensual' partners, at least one of which is not human.  All actors are male, and over the age of 18.  If any of that may offend you, or is illegal where you are, that's your problem.  If you don't want to see, don't look.  If you don't want to know, don't ask, etc... ******************Furthermore******************

© 2000, Blah, Blah, Blah, Ltd.  Fuck with it and I'll...ummm.. Just don't ok?  Or ask first, at least.

Questions, comments and shameless begging for sex welcome. E-mail!

BTW:  Rifts is put out by Palladium Books.

    "So this is the 'Burbs, eh?"

    "Yeah, I guess it is..." We had just stumbled out of the trees to find ourselves on the outer limits of the cesspool of humanity.  The said cesspool that was now looking us over fearfully.  I wondered how many would die of fright if I suddenly showed my gnashy teeth and such to them, while growling.

    "Trusting, friendly types, aren't they?" Kull, the least human-appearing among us three, was getting openly hostile looks.  I didn't really expect him not to, standing about 5' even, and looking to most the world as a mass of  fur, claws and that great looking toothy smile of his.  He was a kitten, really, once you gave his nuts a playful squeeze.  I thought he looked particularly beautiful in the light from the setting sun.  Besides, he had a nice ass, was well endowed, and could hold his own in a fight...

    "Yeah, I'm sure you've made friends already."  Mhorl, the Vampire.  We looked out across the expanse of  roughly constructed dwellings towards the inner ring, where the richest of the poor lived, huddled around the base of the huge citadel of Chi-Town itself.  "You sure you can get in there, Malik?"

    "Please, don't call me that in this vile place.  I'm Rathe now." Then I just grinned, "If what you've told me of their defenses is true, my Once Dead friend, then I should manage without much problem."

    "It's true.  But do you *want* to get in there?"

    "Want has nothing to do with it.  I have to save them if I can..."

    Kull spoke then, obvious in his voice that he didn't want me to go.  "Why do you want to save them?  They've created there own death..."

    "I just do, Kull.  There is no reason."  I looked again at the enemy hive.  "You two find a place to lay low... I'll be back before morning.  Tomorrow night at the latest..."

   Later,  I was jostling through the line up to enter Chi-town, everyone giving me wide passage 'cause of my shiny black armor and nasty looking attitude.  They had no clue how scared they were about to be.  I could see the IC scanner, and resident Dog pack.  I scanned the looks of the one in charge, smart and innocent, like most Dog Boys.  He'd be my target.  A few more norms passed through the gate, finally making it my turn.  Everyone jumped involuntarily as the IC scanner rang loudly, detecting the chip concealed in my clothing.  Two of the pack stepped up to block me if I tried to run.

        "Step over here please," said the ranking officer, my 'victim'.  I did as I was asked, sending a thought to him.

        "I want to blow you." Knowing most mutants were innocent of sexual experience, I sent the image of me kneeling before him, cock in my mouth.  He looked oddly at me, then blocked his mind from mine.  No matter, as I had other ways...

        "Turn around so I can see you're neck please." My psychic hand felt him up under his loin cloth.

        "My pleasure, " I replied smiling, and turning around, teasing him telekinetically.  He scanned the bar code on my neck, forged from a dead psychic who's identity I now wore.  I turned around again, "See, I'm not dangerous, am I?" His eyes scanned over the dead mans info, as he moved to hide a growing erection.  "It gets better..." I whisper.  "You should try it."

        "Is he okayed Commander?" Another canine asks, approaching.

        "Ye-" My mind gives his balls a light, pleasurable squeeze, causing a gasp." The other Dog Boy looks at me suspiciously, as the commander continues, looking me in the eyes, "Uhhh... I'm not sure.  We gotta discuss something.  Take the terminal for now, Pete."

        "Uh, okay.... but-" The commander's already leading me to the security office, and I follow, my TK-hand gone again.

        We enter into the Spartan little room, and close the door, locking it.  I grin at the look on the Dog Boy's face.  I get closer as he leans against the door.  My one hand scritches his thigh and then cups his balls, as my other strokes his shaft.  The only good thing about the Light Dog Boy armor was easy access...  "Ah, wait... what are-" He tries, between gasps and growls.

        "Shhh... and find out, " I say with a grin, kneeling before him.  I flip the cloth aside from his rigid member, and wrap my lips around his cock head.  My tongue plays with him, as I move further down his shaft, bringing twitches and near convulsions to the poor canines body.

        "Ahh... urk...!" Begins a series of incoherent groans as I suck on him, until finally I feel his hands pulling at my head, trying to get me off his cock, "Wa-wa-wait!"   I stop, and pull off, looking up at his panting, happy face.  "I need to sit down." He manages to tell me.

        "Awww... Is the big bad Dog's knees getting weak?" I tease, then give his glans another lick before standing up.  He looks at me mutely as I lead him further into the room by his dick, around the desk.  I sit in the chair, the only other furniture in the room, and pat the desk before me.  He hops up, and I roll the chair forward, spreading his legs and letting his feet rest on the arms of the chair.

        I reach up and stroke him, as I point his member up to expose his balls.  I swirl my tongue around on his fuzzy scrotum, first one testicle, then the other.  I delve my tongue down the side of his balls on each side, and then heft them with my tongue, licking the space behind them, leading under him towards his tail hole.  My hands stay busy on his shaft as I suck and nibble on his sac, before licking up to the base of his cock, where it emerges from his sheath.  I lick around the edges of the opening before lapping my way up his straining sex to the top, where I find a liberal amount of precum bubbling from his piss-slit.  I look up at him looking at me with a dazed look, as I again put my lips around his cock head, and slide them off, collecting tasty secretions, then lick at the source.  His eyes close again as I go down on him once more, his head pushing into my throat as my nose pushes into his pubic fur.  I pause for a moment, savoring his taste on my tongue, scent in my nose and physical reality in my throat.  Then I begin to come up, sucking gently as my tongue lashes his sensitive underside and my hand fondles his still damp balls.  His gasps and growls grow louder as I suck on just the tip before bobbing back down on him.  His juices are flowing profusely over my tongue as I feel his one hand on my head and the other holds him up as he leans back.  My hands play with balls, and stroke the base of his shaft as my mouth and tongue attend to the rest.  Finally he puts both hands back onto the desk and begins to move his hips in time to my sucking, thrusting slightly, his cock moving easily between my fingers and lips.  His varied noises turn to a prolonged growl.  I feel his balls tighten, and his body tense, then his cum is spurting warmly into my mouth.  He twitches and spasms, my mouth filling with his semen before I begin to swallow it down.  A minute or so later, his orgasm ebbs, and I pull up his cock, forcing the last dredges of fluid from him.  Then I release him, and he falls back onto the desk.

        "Wow..." He pronounces.  "That was... was..."

        "...the wonder of oral sex."  I finish for him.

        "Wow." Is all he replies.  We wait for minutes more, before he sits up.  "Umm... I'm Vince." He tells me, and I laugh.

        "I'm... Rathe.  Nice to meet you." I keep laughing.  He just sits, cock limp and retreating.  "So you going to let me into the city, now?"

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