An
armored figure dropped into the room. An abra, the dark colored armor
he wore covered his whole body, though it was apparent his ass and
crotch could be easily accessed if he needed to. So far he was
undetected, his entrance smooth and unnoticed; though it wouldn’t
be that way for long. Things were going to get a lot more intense
soon enough. He made one last look over his equipment and the two
weapons he brought with him, as he usually did. Across his back was
his trust Scindo Prime, a bat

The
abra named Volsar watched as another trainer approached. It was the
third one today. Sometimes the abra perched himself here so that
trainers might see him and be stupid enough to try to catch him. He
called this a game of Natural Selection. Not that any trainer
actually knew what he was capable of, but a real trainer would just
get that feeling that, they probably shouldn’t mess with him. This
was not one of those types of trainers.
This
trainer appeared to be in his mid twenties if Vols

The
Void sat on his throne as he looked down at Sagi, kneeled before him.
“So, what have you to report?”
“My
lord, I have sent word to a few who would possibly serve your goals.”
The mewtwo said as he kneeled at his master’s musky feet. “Only
one responded as of now.”
“Oh?
Who is ready to serve me?” The Void leaned forward.
“Well…he’s…”
Sagi started saying hesitantly before a larger figure walked up
behind the mewtwo.
“It’s
me, you got a problem?” The figur

“Are
the preparations ready?” The small figure in tight black and purple
latex spoke, before looking to his side at his minion, an off colored
mewtwo with spiked accessories.
“Yes
master. I have made the necessary arrangements. We will be ready to
begin the attack by tomorrow middayish.” The mewtwo said.
“Good
Sagi.” The small figure pet over the mewtwos head before walking
past him. “Oversee it, but I don’t want you to get involved.
Something tells me this isn’t going to be

Rue’s
Journal First Entry:
So
I figured I might as well keep a record of what I am doing. My
adventure so far has been…interesting…to say the least. Just hope
my parents never read this. Anyway, after spending the morning in
commute, mid afternoon we finally reached our new home in Littleroot
town. I finally get my own room, which is rather nice and spacious.
No idea where my mom is sleeping but that is irrelevant.
I
spent a bit enjoying my new home before my mom suggested I go meet
our n

“Why
am I here…” Noir the blackgatomon whispered to himself in
frustration, yet he knew exactly why. A rumor has crossed his
master’s ear of someone planning to take him down. So he wanted to
know for sure. His master Volsar the abra, lord of the Vore tower,
had confidence in Noir that he would be able to find out what was
going on. Of course Noir couldn’t say no. So he was here, sneaking
through a back alley after tracking the rumor here.
He
proceeded to a door and opened it slowly,

“First
day on the job?” The front desk attendant, a pink lugia that seemed
to be made out of rubber, asked him.
“Yep.
I have heard a lot of things about the big boss. What can I expect
being his personal assistant?” Chaos asked as he checked himself
out in a nearby mirror making sure he looked presentable. The
position required he show up naked, so he did the best he could with
it to make his husky self presentable.
“Expect
you won’t be looking that good for long.” The lugia smil

“So
I’m done for is what you’re saying.” Chaos the husky said as he
sat in a doctor’s office.
“Basically.
There is no cure as far as I know. Since this virus is so sporadic
and ever changing, nothing can be done to counteract it.” The
doctor explained as he sat up on a stool. “I figure you got maybe
48 hours until the changes really start to overwhelm you.”
For
the last few months, a new virus had been spreading across the world.
Of unknown origin, it would infect people rand

“So
you’re completely sure this is safe?” Chaos asked as he held the
vial of odd liquid. He usually stayed away from odd substances, as
the wrong thing could get him kicked out of professional football.
The husky wasn’t sure about it, but the potion master assured him
this was a totally legit hero potion.
“If
you drink it, you will become more powerful than you have ever been.”
The old lizard like creature said. “These things take years to brew
properly, and don’t always work, b

A
single spotlight shone down on the center stage as a pair of figures
could be seen. “Hello everyone and welcome to our Bet Your Life
spinoff, Double Or Nothing Edition. As always, I am your sexy abra
host, Volsar Rewtree. With me I have the arousing and flatulent
blackgatomon, Noir. Say hi Noir.”
“Hello
audience.” Noir said as he wiggled his ass at the crowd, showing
off his herm qualities.
“For
those of you who don’t know, Double or Nothing Edition, or DONE is
where a qualified

Volsar
stood in the middle of a factory as the camera flicked on. “This is
a special message from V.O.R.E. This easter we are preparing for a
very tasty product for our beloved customers. Follow me and I will
show you.”
The
camera followed him, focusing on his ass as he walked and talked.
“Our state of the art production line will allow us to ship an
exclusive one thousand units of this product, which will only be
available at select retailers on Easter.” The camera panned up and
revea

The lights came up once again on the main stage, one shining on the
center where the host, Volsar Rewtree stood. Four others lit up the
podiums of the four remaining contestants in the game. “And we are
back from our break folks. I hope you all used your time wisely
because we are in the home stretch. Just three rounds remaining to
decide the fate of our victims, and figure out who will win the one
million dollar prize!” Volsar hyped up the audience, all of the
contestants focused now and re

Volsar
sat on his new seat behind his podium, looking out to the audience.
“Welcome back viewers, fans and many other appropriate adjectives
of people watching us. This is Bet Your Life. Before the break, we
witnessed our victims compete in the Craft Course and the FPS Arena.
We are down to seven victims remaining, and those victims are…Mune,
the all around punching bag kitsune. Say what you will, he has a cute
butt. Unmru, a demonic equine with some very sexy skills. I am sure
several of ou

The lights shone down
on the circular stage, focusing on the center podium. As if rising
from hell itself, the ground opened up and a figure emerged. While
small in stature, their dominating aura and overwhelming charisma
instantly showed him to be the figure of authority on that stage. An
abra, his natural armor polished to shine, his fur finely cleaned and
fresh, his teeth sparkling with desire.
“Good evening one
and all! I am your voracious host Volsar Rewtree, and welcome to Bet
your lif

Draco lay on a rock on the side of a river, the cool water rushing
over his feet. The orange and greed colored buizel was relaxing and
enjoying the heat of the sun mixed with the cool of the water. The
goggles on his forehead reflected enough of the sun’s glare that he
was very visible from above, though he wasn’t aware of that fact.
The
first sign that something was off was his legs. As he was relaxing,
he suddenly realized his legs weren’t in the water. Looking down,
he realized the wo

Silverfang
walked confidently down the path in the forest. He, a pokemon trainer
for several years now, had heard a story of a powerful pokemon
residing within this land. Such tales usually are embellished, but
they were told often enough to peak his interest. He had to go and
catch this powerful pokemon.
Most
would find Silver’s appearance very odd. He only wore a speedo with
a diaper under it, and a pair of sandals. Not like the warm weather
warranted much, but it was considered indecent in

The
sun shone down on a flat rock beside a beautiful lake. Laying atop
the rock were three small dragons. While these dragons where roughly
age equivalent to older teens, they were also a much smaller breed of
dragon, barely reaching six inches in full length. One had bright red
scales that shined in the sunlight. The second had a deep purple
color that highlighted her more feminine figure. The last had scales
as dark as night, which would normally make him look mysterious, if
it weren’t for h

The
large doors to the kitchen opened as Aaron and Matt began to bring
through the first course. Several dishes had been prepared, not all
of which included a living component. Pastas, salads, various meats,
all brought out for the guests to indulge in.
Volsar
smiled from his seat, which was Lucius’s lap. The lurido smiled as
his master sat comfortably on his lap. His master often used him as a
seat, though he always enjoyed it. His master had the cutest butt…and
the tastiest.
Shortly
aft

The
kitsune known as Mune stood outside the large tower. Looking up, he
gulped slightly. In need of a job, he heard this new place, called
the Vore tower, was hiring. It was a little intimidating, trying to
apply for a job in such a big building. He heard stories of some of
the activities inside, and while he was intrigued and maybe even
turned on a bit, he couldn’t let it all go to his head.
He
took a deep breath and began to walk up the small flight of stairs
leading to the front door. It w

A cool
breeze blew through the forest as the two treasure hunters walked
through it. Rumors of an ancient artifact made of pure gold had been
circulating through the nearby region, and these two chose to check
it out. The first, a male abra named Volsar. Volsar considered
himself the strongest abra on the planet, and most would agree. His
wide combat options and tactical mind made him a force to be reckoned
with. His primary weapon is his katana, which he kept sheathed on his
back. The other mem

“Looks
like things are almost ready to go sir.” Lucius said as he set out
large dinner plates at several seats around a long, heavy table. The
room surrounding was decorated and prepared for the event itself.
Large cushion chairs were placed at regular intervals around the
table, designed to take heavy weighted occupants if they needed too.
The table itself was a hard wood base, with a fancy purple tinted
tablecloth covering it. On one side of the room was a semi large
stage, where various

Inside
of a very popular furry hangout, Volsar sat in a chair. His plump
rear end letting out his flatulent gas every few minutes, as his
stomach was giving him trouble. Having decided it was time, he headed
to the washroom. The line was short, only one in front of him. A
Mewtwo, a powerful, prideful pokemon, though one Volsar tended to
like. Unfortunately he was in his way and as the door of the unisex
bathroom opened, he cut past the mewtwo and went inside.
Mewtwo
was none too thrilled about

Volsar
awoke from his unnatural slumber. The last thing he remembered was
travelling down the road towards Riften…and then he was out. He
tried to move his arms, but they were shackled to the wall. He looked
at his surroundings and saw three other living beings in the room…or
cave as it seemed from the stone walls. After looking at them for a
few moments, he knew just what they were. Bandits, and they had him
captured.
“He’s
got some fancy weapons.” One of them said, a male anthro ho