Lust Quest: Origins Chapter 1.2

Heya Kin! Sorry about the delay on this. I ended up getting sick during the holiday seasons and it punched the wind right out of me. I'm going to be taking some time off from one of my side jobs to focus on using the month of January to set a good pace for the new year for Karma Legends.

Hope you enjoy part 2!

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Chapter One: Jacked (Part 2)

On the hijacked wagon, the only beetle on the wagon who hadn’t just cum was sitting in the back of the second floor. Jat was still entirely unaware of what was going on as his antennae and eyes were wrapped quite tightly in a fabric that exuded both images and scents, much to the delight of the chittering beetle. Sensing his way through untold delights dancing before his bulging eyes ensured, however, that he would soon be joining the rest of the wagon in magically assisted bliss as Berry’s Prota powered charge.  

The only bug who was remotely miffed about suddenly cumming was the hijacker. It was a rather untimely and compulsory thing, spurred on by the sudden blast of brilliant white light shot forth from the Prota powered hands of Berry. The rabbit stood at the front of the wagon, the hand which had caught Prota’s cum still glowing white with energy as he watched the beetle lewdly splatter the deck beneath him, aedeagus out and spent.  

The beetle dropped to his knees, cock drooling on the end of his abdomen as he clutched the reins. With his rounded eyes, he watched the rabbit stand triumphant up above. This would not do. This would not do at all.

With his three free hands, he drew upon a potion in each. Using the last of his energy, he downed them all, slathering his splayed mandibles in the strange combinatory concoction. Standing before the lewdly folded wooden opening of the wagon, Berry watched as the beetle swallowed the unarousing brew. His exposed aedeagus slipped back into his abdomen quite swiftly, as if he had been cut off mid-orgasm. This would not be so easy as a round of Lusting.

Unspent and thoroughly unhorny as could be, the beetle let out a laugh. Berry gripped tightly to the still evaporating cum in his hand. With a smirk, he snapped his fingers and hit the beetle with another splash of Prota-produced pleasure rays. This time though, the bombardment did not push the beetle into an early climax. Instead, it simply left his aedeagus only half exposed to the world. He would not be easily bested this time.

Berry went to attempt another attack from above, but the beetle was having none of that. Tossing all the bottles to the sides of the road, he pulled out a small pocket pistol-shaped device, aimed it at the rabbit’s groin, and fired. It shot up, coiling ruthlessly around Berry’s cock. With the firm grip all the way to the base of his shaft, Berry was swiftly yanked him down to where the beetle was standing.  

Prota stumbled forward, feeling slightly spent over the recent siphoning of energy. They could feel Berry’s channeling of their own inner energy. While they were unsure as to whether or not the rabbit could pull off the rescue, Prota certainly felt happy to help. They struggled to make their way towards the front of the wagon; if the rabbit required more energy, perhaps it could be offered.

          “Gotta hand it to you. That’s some powerful magic at your fingertips rabbit,” said the beetle. “Those potions are supposed to suppress my sex drive for at least an hour, and you’ve already given me half an erection.”

          “Had a little donated help from on high,” Berry said as he pointed up towards Prota with his long rabbit ears, not taking the aim of his magic crafting hands-off for a second.

Prota clung fast to the gape at the front of the wagon. The still-living wood tightened at their presence, and the sense of the wagon’s reaction to their touch made Prota blush slightly. The throng of kin-napped students continued to tear through city streets on towards what looked to be a portal. Prota’s eyes widened once they noticed where they were headed. The vision through the portal was grey and alien, unlike anything Prota had ever seen before. The density of buildings through that distant window filled Prota with peculiar anxiety.

          “Hey Berry, might want to finish this up quick, we’re approaching something big,” said Prota.

          “What in the realm are you referring t-” began Berry before his gaze turned towards the portal before the wagon, even at a distance it looked imposing.

          “Quick, hit him again with one of those Lusting beams!”

          “Good idea, but I’m concerned about this blasted thing,” managed Berry, attempting to fumble with the weird device clinging to his cock before the beetle could squeeze the trigger.

Too late. Far, far too late. While the two mammals bickered back and forth over what to call his dick, the beetle had adjusted the dials to just what he suspected might set the rabbit off. The device around Berry’s shaft began to squeeze and vibrate in a way that was impossible to ignore. It seemed that the more he fumbled with it, the worse it got, vibrating more severely whenever he tried to tug it off. It was immensely pleasurable and nearly set him off.

The spring-loaded pocket pussy pushed itself further down his shaft. No amount of jumping or jerking away could remove its grip. Berry was trapped with it around him, tickling and driving him onto his knees as he struggled to steel his desires and nerves. There was still some energy left that had been so potently offered by Prota, but gripping it with his magically infused hand only escalated things further.

          “You can take him on!” shout Prota.

This was just the spark of inspiration Berry needed. Leveling his hand towards the beetle, Berry snapped his fingers and fired off another arousing beam. The magical energy struck the bug with milky white globules of mana. It washed over him swiftly, and flowed all across him, dripping down where it could to reach his aedeagus. Some of the energy from this beam began to diverge, though, and it quickly found a way to channel through the pocket pussy’s spring to double back upon the sender. While the beetle found himself thoroughly aroused, but unspent, the rabbit caught himself cumming.

          “All I wanted was the cargo, but I’m quite enjoying showing you just what it means to pleasure another,” laughed the beetle as he continued to pull the trigger to milk the rabbit.

Berry was knelt down, cock sputtering its last, the exposed tip just past the pocket pussy. He was having trouble remaining upright at all, much less getting back up. He had lost. The wagon would fly through the portal soon. The cargo, as well as the students, would belong to the beetle.

          “Don’t listen to him, Berry! You can still win!” shout Prota. “Second wind! Second wind! Come on, everybody, let’s hype him up!”

Only Prota cheered him on at first. The rest of the wagon was busy screaming in confused panic. Except, of course, for Jat, the beetle who had cum earlier. Having made his way up a floor to see what all the commotion was rather than just panic, he found his supportive nature spurred on. Jat had always been the sort of person who would be the second to start clapping in a large crowd of unconvinced viewers. Now it was his time to shine.

          “Second wind! Second wind!” shout Jat to the annoyance of the hijacker.

          “You shut your mouth, and you shut your mandible. This rabbit’s spent, and this wagon is mine!” shout the beetle as he stepped over to the rabbit to gloat into those long ears. “Isn’t it?”

          “N-not yet it’s not,” managed Berry, leaning in to get a hold of the insect’s cock with the faint glow of his still charged hand.

Clicking his mandibles lewdly, the beetle cried out as the magic began to flow up and into his body. It was pleasure without end, a recurring wave of every desire he had ever known being simultaneously satisfied in the most maddeningly pleasurable way possible. He couldn’t resist; even with all the potions blocking his sex drive in the world, he couldn’t resist.  

The potion-erected dam within his aedeagus burst, and with it came the cum. The third story stoop was awash in frothful, fresh, and fertile beetle soup as he fell completely under Berry’s potent spell.

Both the rabbit and beetle collapsed.

-To be Continued