Waltered Reality II: Cosmic Clusterfuck
an RP between Alex Reynard & Robby Rourke

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A young-ish rabbit boy laid naked in bed under his blankets, sprawled out on his back. He was drooling, but his breathing was normal. In his mind his dreams were filled with garbled memories of the bizarre and outlandish happenings of the month since he'd become friends with an eccentric squirrelnerd who showed him how shapes could be used to alter space and time. Subconsciously he smiled, then giggled, and then finally yawned as his brain stirred the rest of him to something near wakefulness. He blinked and smacked his lips, feeling that delightful warmth and comfort one gets upon waking naturally in the morning. He smiled, and sighed... Then blinked. His brow furrowed. Something felt... weird. Specifically something to do with his penis. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at himself, curious about what that feeling could be.

There was something between his legs. Something round, with a wet opening. As he shuffled to sit up, it moved too. Sleep gave way to confusion. His ears shot upwards and he flung the blankets off, revealing his mother's head nestled between his legs. She was still asleep, idly sucking on his young bunnycock like a pacifier. At the sudden breeze, she blinked and her ears perked. She yawned. "Hmm? Oh! Well good morning, Walter sleepytail!" She glanced around, seeing nothing but boy thighs. She tried to sit up, and instead heard a thunk as her body rolled out of bed in the other room. "Oops! Sweetheart, do me a favor and put me back. I think my body's had an accident, and I need to go to the bathroom anyway."

Walter gasped at first, but then remembered what had happened the night before. He and his mother had gotten up to some fun, naughty things, including a variant of strip poker that required the opponent to selectively remove body parts if they lost. As such, losing a hand got pretty literal a few times, and also made it difficult to play, but that was part of the fun. Walter was finding that he really liked having his normalcy challenged, and figuring out how to deal with having more or less parts than normal.

He chuckled at his mother's severed head and grabbed her by the ears. "Alright," he gave her a kiss on the nose, and then rather naughtily rubbed her face in the musky brown crotch fuzz puberty had bestowed him with that surrounded his wiener. He was finding that he also quite enjoyed it when women sniffed or tasted him, and enjoyed it, even if he did taste or smell a bit gross.

Once he was done using his mother, he quickly hopped over to her room to see what her body was up to.

Amanda giggled at her son's fuzz tickling her nose, plus the enjoyably musky boysmell. It always made her hungry. Thankfully breakfast would be soon. Her dutiful boy let her swing to and fro by the ears as he carried her down the hall. She didn't weigh much as just a head, so she didn't mind. Walter hadn't bothered to put on clothes yet. Maybe not at all today. In the adjacent bedroom, they were greeted by the sight of a plump, mature rabbitlady tush pointed in their direction, plus a wiggly powder puff tail pointing like a periscope. Amanda's body was questing around fruitlessly for her noggin. Walter whistled and it sat up. You could practically see little question marks pop out of it.

The younger bun stared at his mother's backside for a fair few seconds before blushing to himself. "I don't think I'm ever gonna get used to just... seeing your butt like that all the time, Mom," he said, tossing her head casually over near her body. It bounced painlessly; Walter quite happy that she wasn't easily disoriented or hurt by his rough handling of her. He was discovering a lot about himself with the freedom Gazzy had given him, and being able to be kinda mean to people, but having them like it was refreshingly naughty. Of course, he never intended to be truly mean, it was more an exploration of doing the things we knew he wasn't supposed to do. It was... well, complex to say the least, and not something he fully understood, being a young teen. He just knew it was fun to throw his mom's head around like it was a basketball, and to hear her giggle as her head thunked against the floor, or a wall, or a lamp.

Amanda ricocheted like bouncing off the bed. Sensing the thump, her body turned and felt around for the head. "Over here! Closer! Warmer!" Soft paws enfolded her vision and lifted her up. "There we go! -Oop!" Her brainless body had accidentally sat her down backwards. Too late: her head fused back on.

Walter laughed. "Should I decapitate you again, Mom?"

Shakily, she stood up. "Actually, this should be a fun challenge." She wobbled a bit as she walked backwards past Walter towards the bathroom. He, of course, toddled behind. She pushed the door open and straddled the toilet, so her body was facing the wall and her face was facing the room. With a lusty grunt, she started pushing out last night's dinner. She didn't mind a bit that her son was avidly watching.

Another thing that Walter had  learned he loved was enjoying stinky or gross things. He'd experimented with Gazzy, getting her not to change the flavor or smell of things like garbage or poop, but just making it so he liked those sorts of flavors naturally. He didn't yet fully understand the concept of taboos and kinks, but he liked liking the things he knew he shouldn't like. As such, he walked into the bathroom and sniffed the air, sampling the scent. It was like rotten pumpkin, but his brain told him that was a nice smell, something akin to fresh bread, so he sighed... and his wiener perked up. He blushed, knowing full well his mom wouldn't care and thus he had little to be embarrassed about, but he rubbed his developing boner shyly anyway. He came right up behind (in front?) of her and hugged her. "I love your stink," he said.

Amanda blushed and squeezed her sweet boy. "Awwww. You're so thoughtful, Walter." She lifted her tail to push out some extra poots for him, from her cluster of triple buttholes. Right now she was just taking a regular dump. Her other two holes were for dispensing food, and pooping out people, respectively. Walter watched several medium-sized momloafs roll out of Butthole #1 to land in the bowl with little splashes. Amanda stood up, feeling satisfied, and didn't bother to wipe. Like any loving mother, she liked to be extra smelly for Walter when he got home from school. "I'm going to go start on breakfast. It's just normal poop, but I'll leave it to you if you want to eat it or flush it or whatever." She patted him on the head and walked past to head downstairs.

Walter rubbed his nose in her tail cutely when she farted, knowing she was doing it just for him. He watched her poop, staring diligently at her three holes, licking his lips anxiously, his stomach growling. When she got up, he stuck his head in the bowl and took a big, deep sniff of it, his little cock getting nice and stiff, drooling his pre-cum on the floor. When she said he could eat it if he wanted to, he reached in and gingerly plucked a smallish nugget out, then popped it in his mouth. He mmmmmmed deeply, hugging the toilet and even humping it a bit. His mom's poop tasted exactly as one would expect poop to taste, but that was so, so nice to him. It didn't taste like chocolate, not even close, but judging by his reaction you'd think it was a high-grade Belgian truffle he'd just nommed. He grabbed one of the bigger logs and pulled it out of the toilet, testing its stiffness before carrying it with him as he followed his mom to the kitchen. He snacked on the poop periodically, licking his lips of the brown it left behind now and then. He knew it wouldn't ruin his appetite; Gazzy made sure he only got full when he wanted to. He'd tested this by eating most of a car a couple weeks ago.

Downstairs, Amanda turned on the radio and hummed along with the morning music as she went to the icebox. Opening it revealed a scene out of a horror movie. RABBIT PARTS!!! Except on closer inspection, it was just bits of Amanda and Walter, over and over. Growing new bits was easy. She selected her son's ribcage and brought it over to the stove. She cut off some ribmeat into the skillet, laid a few eggs and cracked them in, then added various spices and veggies to her omelet. Tossing a wink to Walter, she even sneezed in it. Then she breathed a petite burst of flame to light the burner. The smell of her cooking was mouth-watering.

Walter hopped up into a seat at the table, enjoying the coolness of the chair on his bare but furry butt. He wiggled himself a bit to get comfy before taking another bite out of his mom's turd. He blushed when he saw her pulling a chunk of him out of the freezer, his wiener twitching at the sight of it. He really loved eating himself, and he tasted really good cooked! He laughed and teased his mom when she sneezed into the food for him, saying "Eeeeewwwww, moooooom! that's so groooosssss!" but the smile on his face and the way he wiggled in his seat showed he loved it. Having a gross mom was so cool!.

When the omelet was juuuust starting to get crispy, Amanda spatula'd it in halves and slid them onto plates. Squatting a bit, she held Walter's favorite glass under her undercarriage and pooped some chilly orange juice. Then she shivered at the change of dispensing warm creamy coffee for herself. She sat down and the pair of buns enjoyed a lovely breakfast together. Walter had woken up twenty minutes before his alarm, so they had plenty of time to enjoy their meal, and each other, before he'd be off to school.

These days Walter LOVED going to school! Gazzy had taught him how to do a few of the less complex shape spell thingies, so he knew how to make people ignore his lack of clothing, and think that his boasting about how his mom let him eat her poop wasn't the most disgusting thing ever. After the week him and Gaz had spent without her magic abilities, he'd taken a couple of days to practice before going to school without pants for a day, and even cumming on the teacher's leg at one point! Turned out he was a natural at it (the drawings, not cumming on his teacher's leg)!

The No Magic week went awesomely, by the way: he and Gazzy spent lots of times playing Walter's NES in his room, or reading books together, or just laying on the floor talking about stuff. They also refrained from fucking each other or his mom in that time, since that also wasn't a normal thing for kid friends to do together. By the end of the week, he'd begun to think that fateful day had been a dream, and that he'd just met a super cool girl who looked and talked exactly like the one he'd dreamed about. Though that was quickly dashed when Gazzy celebrated the end of the week by secretly drawing some circles without Walter realizing, and then shoving her head in his pants to noisily chomp his dick off. All in all, he was happy he'd thought to try it out; his relationship with Gazzy became stronger as a result, exactly as he'd hoped.

The young bun finished up his mom's poop, then the food she'd cooked and the drink she'd dispensed before hopping his way up the stairs to put a shirt on. He made sure to touch up the "Everyone thinks seeing my bare wiener and butt is totally normal" symbol on his left thigh with the permanent marker his mom had bought for him, and then skipped off to school. He didn't do too much naughty stuff on the way, though he did ask a random lady if she thought his wiener looked cute, and she said it looked adorable before ruffling his hair. That made him grin wide and proud, skipping briskly the rest of the way to school.

Lots of other cubs were ascending the steps to the entrance when he arrived. Some seemed excited to meet up with friends, others were dreading tests, or looking like they were getting their tedium faces ready early. As Walter opened the large oak doors, his long ears immediately perked up at the sound of a scream. Someone in trouble? No, it was actually a moan. He recognized it now. Stepping inside, the first thing he noticed was the sticky, gluey puddle his bare foot sank into. Something the color of varnish was covering the entire floor. But it smelled incredible! Walter heard another loud, intense moan and looked up to see, who else but the indomitable Gazzy Schweiner.

She was standing buck naked in the middle of the main hall, legs spread wide, holding onto her shins for stability. Her tail was raised high. Kids walked past on both sides, and none of them paid any attention to her, except to detour around if she was in their way. None of them even flinched at the wiry nerdsquirrel's unhinged groans. The reason for which was that her asshole was stretched obscenely wide, letting loose a seemingly-endless poop made of pure maple sugar. It was thick as road tar, sparkling, with a delectable golden brown color. Two spiky hexagonal sigils rotated like floor fans in the air nearby, symbols orbiting within and without. Gazzy held her breath and clenched down hard, then bellowed in painful pleasure as she forced out a particularly solid section. She had left her anus at normal stretchiness so she'd REALLY feel this! The maple-poop was like watching glue extrude from a drainage pipe in slow motion.

Walter followed the loud moans, his keen ears swiveling to zero in on its source. It didn't take long to find it, and as he figured, it was indeed his new girlfriend. His heart skipped when he saw her, still not entirely used to thinking of her that way. He ran up to her and kissed her forehead. "Man, you look like you're having a heckuva time there, Gaz!" he said, looking over her shoulder and past her tail at the leg-thick sugary turd she was pushing out. He sniffed the air. "Smells great, too. Like... pancakes, I think? Or no, wait... those little maple leaf cookies mom gets sometimes! Yeah, it smells like those." He smiled, then squatted down so he could look up at her straining face, admiring her many adorable imperfections. He liked how her buck teeth were gapped, unlike his. He'd had fun jamming his dick between them a few times.

Gazzy was sweating from the pleasurable strain, and hadn't even noticed Walter until he gave her a kiss. She pinched her loaf to give herself some breathing room. "puff... puff... Hiya, Schweetbun! I wanted to... huff... put on a shhhhow for ya. Like it?" She risked toppling over to tease a paw between his legs, feeling a chubby part. "Looksh like a shhucceshhful exchsperiment!" she lisped. She easily could have corrected her speech impediment by now, but seeing how sometimes she could get Walter hard just by whispering lots of 'th' words, it was definitely worth keeping. She braced herself and pushed again, her squirrelanus widening to export another few gallons of blobby molasses-thick maple sugar. "Shtick yer paw in! Give it a tashte!"

Walter cooed and shivered as her paw brushed against his bare cock, making it squirt pre. He petted her head and hugged her when said it was a show for him. "Aww, thanks Gaz! I'm definitely taking some to class with me," he said, going around behind her to get a look at her stretched out hole. He whistled, impressed. "Man, that looks like it hurts! Sexy though." He then shoved his hand up her butt to the wrist, swirling it around some, and grabbed a chunk of her syrupy poop. He brought it up to his face and sucked on it, mmmming softly. "It's not as tasty as my mom's crap, but then again, what is these days? Mind you, that's mostly your fault anyway," he teased, lightly bopping her shoulder with his clean fist. "I still can't thank you enough for that, by the way. That, and having a really gross mom, too. And you know, everything else you've done both to and for me." He gave her a wink, then licked the gooey gunk in his hand for another taste of it.

Gazzy tried to hold back a scream as his paw went inside. Only the semi-liquid poop waterfall kept her stretched enough to allow it. "Y-you're w-w-welcome!" she stammered. Fearing she might split in half, she reached a trembling hand up to the sigil on her right to tweak her ass flexibility. She breathed a HUGE sigh of relief when her buttring was adjusted to quadruple elasticity. Walter could have popped his hand in and out with no difficulty now. The floodgates opened, and maple sugar started gushing out like a broken water main. The other kids still saw nothing interesting, but a few slipped in the now-ankle-deep golden river around them.

Quivering all over from the intensity of her anal challenge, Gazzy stood up, crikked her back, and gave Walter a squeeze. "Mmmmm. My bunnypillow." She was glad to see he was enjoying her poo, and now she could finally relax enough to sample some for herself. She scooped four fingers up her asshole and brought the dripping treat to her mouth. "Oh, wow! Better than I ekshpechted!" She slurped more up, then gave Walter a big syrupy kiss. Their muzzlefur got all sticky and pokey-up. She giggled. "Don't worry about shticking to everything all day. Thish shtuff oughtta crystallize and turn to regular fine grain sugar in..." she calculated, "...'bout two hours?"

The bun chuckled. "You know me, I like a good mess. He promptly wiped the sugary poo lump all over his muzzle. It felt sticky as heck, and knowing it came from Gazzy's butt made it so much naughtier. He giggled, then kissed her nose. "Hope I didn't hurt you too much reachin' up your butt like that," he said, patting her back as he walked to class with her, his feet covered in the maple goo. "I'll ask next time before getting all up in your business like that." He gave her a wink before nomming on what was left of the maple turd.

She gave him a very naughty smile. "Oh, don't worry. I'd tell you if it wash too much. I like a little spische with my shugar." She leaned in to give him a frisky little bite on his sensitive bunnynose. Just enough to create a fun little sparkle of hurt. She loved his shiver when she did. "C'mon, or we'll be late!" She patted his back too, leaving a huge dripping handprint.

Together they sloshed through the syrupy golden mess. The smell was luscious. Gazzy could feel her special poop sloshing up to her ankles, speckling all the way up past her knees. She let Walter get ahead of her a few steps, then giggled and dove bellyfirst into the goo, getting herself sticky head to toe! All her fur glistened with golden sunshine. She licked her glasses' lenses clean and repositioned them. Catching up, she gave her bun a messy nuzzle. Casually, she tossed off, "Hey, if ya got time, wanna come over to my plache after schhhool?"

Walter giggled, quite amused to see his girlfriend playing in what was basically her own crap, even if it did smell like she'd unloaded half of Canada into the hallway. He did indeed shiver when she nipped at his nose, remembering the times she'd bitten it right off in the past. When she mentioned going to her place, the bun stopped and looked at her, shocked by the suggestion! "But... I've asked to see it a few times already and you always just changed the subject! I kinda figured you didn't want me meeting your folks or something," he explained. "Like, they'd taught you how to use the Sacred Geometry stuff but only wanted you to do it for good so home would be off limits for that stuff, but they'd know if you taught me the stuff, or... I dunno, something like that." Walter had a tendency to be just a tad paranoid, and overthought things just a little.

She skipped ahead, splashing in her liquid effluence. She looked back over her shoulder and tossed him a devastatingly-sexy bucktoothed grin. "Not at all, Walterkinsh. I jusht washn't ready yet. Oh, we're gonna have FUN today!" She reached down and scooped up another handful off the floor to suckle off her dainty rodent fingers. "That ish... if you're brave enough." Tittering mischievously, she took off down the hallway, footsteps splattering syrup all over the walls and other kids. For the rest of the day she planned to completely blueball the poor bun, keeping quiet in her seat, not even saying a word to him between classes. Just that same enthusiastic, beguiling, somewhat-maniacal smile.

Something about the way she grinned at him made Walter blush deeply and shudder. His dick squirted out more pre-cum as well. She clearly knew something he didn't and wasn't gonna tell him. It made his mind itch! "W-wull, of course I'm brave enough!" he said in that whiny way teenagers do sometimes, "I'm at school with no pants on because I drew a thing on my leg! I think that's brave enough, yeah?" He ran off after her, following her the whole way to class. He was wracking his brain trying to think of what she was keeping from him. It was distracting enough that he forgot he was naked from the waist down for most of the day, and that he'd totally wanted to see if he was good enough at the "don't notice me" shape thing to fuck someone in the ass without them reacting. Luckily, he had plenty of time to try that another day. Right then, his mind was elsewhere. What could it BE? The tension was eating at him from the inside in a way that made his heart thump, and his dick drool. He loved stuff like this, even if he did whine about it. A good surprise went a loooong way for the naughty bunny.

***

Gazzy was waiting in the bushes to ambush him after the final bell. "Ha-HA!" She snickered as he jumped about three feet. "Hi again! How was schhcool? It'sh been a pleasure watching you shquirm all day, tuftytail. Seeing you wiggle and figet, rabbitty all over! It's SSSHO ADORABLE!!" She shook her little fists in excitement. "Having a shecret's fun!"

Walter jumped and yelped in surprise when she spooked him! He got so surprised he actually pooed, leaving a chunk of bunny dung on the ground behind him that he nearly stepped in. "Jeepers, Gaz, I almost..." he looked at the ground and blushed deeply, "...Okay no I ACTUALLY shit myself. Holy wow..." He thumped his chest a few times and shook his head. "Okay, so... yeah. Your place. Let's go there, like... now, please? I'm DYING to see it!" he said, hopping from foot to foot excitedly.

She giggled at his naked enthusiasm. "Shure. It'sh not far. 3077 Elmhurst, near Shaker. We're right behind the laundromat!" As Walter hustled off, she held back just long enough to stomp on his accidental poo with both feet. Just for the fun of feeling it squish between her toes!

The two happy rodentkids walked down the sunny street. Holding paws. Happy together even if they weren't doing anything particularly naughty at the moment (besides having their bits hanging out). "In cashe you were driving yourshelf nutsh about it, there'sh no monumental shecret about my parentsh. They're just BORING!" she said with exasperation. "They're both really shmart an' have really important jobsh, but they're no fun. I didn't get a lot of cuddlesh growing up. Maybe that'sh why I feel like I'm making up for losht time with you." She squeezed her arms around his shoulders.

Walter leaned his head on hers. "Aww. Sorry to hear that. Makes me re-appreciate my mom."

Gazzy nodded. "Me too!" she said, always enjoying the chance to snuggle with the pillowy bunmom. "But yeah, I'm not embarasshed about Mom 'n Dad. They're jusht shquaresh. I got the geometry book at a garage shale, remember? They were glad to see I was shtudying math on my own, but didn't care about much elshe. It took a while before I figured out how to 'fine tune' them!"

Walter had been juuuust about to ask if the naughty squirrel had taken advantage of her parents like that herself. "Heh, kinda figured you would've," he said, giving her a quick lick on the cheek. "Makes me wonder what someone like you would do with them, depending on when you finally got around to screwing with them. And yeah, sorry I completely forgot about you buying the book at a yard sale. Completely slipped my mind. though... Makes me wonder what it was doing there in the first place, and why the person sold it to you." He scratched his chin thoughtfully.

Gazzy returned a perfect double-open-palm 'I dunno' shrug. "It was some nice, normal-looking tiger family with a baby. Maybe they'd jusht moved in and were getting rid of old bashement shtuff? Their lossh!"

The duo came to a street crossing. Gazzy was about to say more about her parental units, when her attention was diverted. A very pretty nonev golden retriever was lifting her leg towards the streetlamp. A clutter of puppies bumbled around her.

Just as the doggy was starting to squat, insane glee lit up Gazzy's face. "Walter! I dare you to go gobble her batch! Shtraight from the oven!!"

Walter thought about that option and nodded. "Yeah, that makes sense. Though I've read enough books to know that books like that don't fall into-" he was interrupted by the squirrel's eager dare, which made the rabbit boy's eyes go wide. He gawked at her for a moment, then bit his lip, dancing from foot to foot before he saw the dog's turd crowning. He then made up his mind, boner bobbing playfully as he jogged over, got down on all fours, then hovered his lips an inch away from the retriever's ass. He blushed so bright it glowed through his fur as that surprisingly tasty dog turd fell into his mouth. His little puff tail wagged and he moaned, chewing up the crap and swallowing it down. "Oh wow, dog shit tastes incredible!" he said before catching the second turd.

Being a dog, and thus having no social taboos, the golden retriever was entirely okay with this nice rabbit boy eating directly from her pucker. Plus he smelled great! Her tail wagged and broomed Walter's ears. She trotted foot-to-foot as she pushed and felt his tongue circle around her pink circle. 'This is some kind of new game!' she thought. Her puppies watched and bounced and yapped. Gazzy came closer and knelt down. Her paw darted unashamedly to her muff as she watched her subby bunny obey her filthy commands. She hadn't even needed a single drawing to make him do this, or to make him enjoy it! He'd been happily munching scat for so long, it came naturally now.

While Walter enjoyed his after-school snack, Gazzy noticed the puppies and decided to give them a thrill too. She whistled for her standard body-control-panel sigil that hovered nearby wherever she went, rearranged some trapezoidal solids, then scooped up a puppy and slipped him effortlessly down her throat. He wiggled pleasantly all the way down! And slid out just as easily. Her insides were now a rubbery water slide. The pups barked and pawed at her shins in excitement as she gulped them down one by one, sending them through a fun ride. They all 'arf'ed for second and third go-rounds. Momma Doggy watched with curiosity, but since there was not a whiff of danger-scent around, she was content to watch her little ones go 'round.

Walter couldn't help himself either, the pervy bun stroked himself off while he chewed and swallowed every bit of dog poo the momma dog gave him. It didn't take much for him to blow a load. He shot several ropes of warm, milky jizz all over the sidewalk before the momma dog finally finished taking her dump. Walter panted heavily before standing back up and burping wetly, his breath smelling heavily of doo-doo. He grinned over at Gazzy, his teeth and lips stained brown, and only then did he notice what she'd been doing with the dogs. He shuddered and moaned, his wiener still plenty erect. "Ooooooh man, I don't quite know WHY that's so hot, but... oof, that's definitely hot."

She grinned adorably at him. Pleased by his compliment, and also at how the excited pups were tickling her insides. "Thanksh! Fun for me, too!" Another puppy poked its head out of her floppy butthole, wriggled free, then scampered around to sit in front of the nice squirrel and whine cutely for another turn. Gazzy watched as the mommadog sniffed around and discovered the puddle of vaguely-maple-scented bunny jizz. Naturally, she began to lap it up. "Oooh, you should be a gentleman and return the favor!" she said, pointing at the retriever's moist nethers and making a lapping-up gesture.

Walter blushed at the idea, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Eh, not right now. The snack was nice but I rrreeeaaally wanna go see your place," he said, biting his lip. "Oh, and uh..." He stood close to her, then shoved his hand in her ass, groaning lewdly and humping her leg a bit as he did. "Nnngh... I don't think I'll ever get tired of just... shoving my hand up people's butts..," he said before kissing Gazzy's cheek.

She chittered squirrelishly, and the puppy inside licked Walter's fingers. "I guess so! Bunniesh are sho impatient!" Just to thank her, Gazzy leaned in to give Momma Retriever's cleft a nice, long, slow, slurp that made her bark and wiggle and turn around to give the squirrel a sloppy gratitude kiss. The last of her pups popped free of Gazzy's amazing asshole, shook their ears, and rejoined mom. Gazzy waved goodbye to them as she took Walter's hand and led him along. The doggies all continued on to whatever new adventures would meet them at the nearby park, though nothing was likely to top their encounters with the pair of cubs.

***

Gazzy tugged Walter down a shortcut through an alley behind the laundromat, where they could hear machines thumping away in a constant hum. She held a chainlink fence open for them both to wiggle through (very careful of their exposed bits). Walter thought her backyard looked pretty normal, if overgrown. Lots of weeds. Two big trees shaded everything with their leaves. The house itself was a brown and red two-story with flaking paint. Looked normal enough.

Gazzy lead him around to the front, up the creaky porch steps. She stopped on the welcome mat, nibbling her lip. "So... I've, um, been exshperimenting for a while. There'sh a reason all the window blindsh are drawn. It'sh gonna be pretty weird in there. Are you ready?"

He hmmmmed. "Well... I doubt there's anything in there that wouldn't turn me on to SOME extent so... sure. Let's Do This Thing!" He got into a fighting stance, then laughed nervously. Truth be told, he wasn't sure at all what to expect. Super lewd parents? Poop on every exposed surface? Something out of a horror movie with various incarnations of her parents hanging from the walls, their skin flayed open like some grotesque imitation of a hammock, or a canopy bed? It was hard to say, but he knew Gazzy well enough to know that whatever she did, her parents were very likely enjoying it a whole bunch.

With a sigh, a grin, and a shaky, hesitant paw, Gazzy turned the knob and opened the front door. She stepped aside to let Walter pass. The young bunny stopped dead in his tracks.

It had once been a normal living room. Two couches; television; several bookshelves; several lamps (keeping it bright despite the drawn blinds). However, some unknown extraterrestrial invader had almost totally consumed the place. A black, glossy spiderweb covered every surface, ceiling included. The strands were as thick around as a baseball bat handle and looked like plastic. Or exoskeleton. Like a fusion of spider and web. The... STUFF had ripped up rugs, spilled books all over the floor, tilted the lamps askew, and made cracks in the dried-out wallpaper. Vacuuming was very impossible. Gazzy's hand-drawn reality-altering sigils were everywhere, in every shape the mortal mind could perceive, and plenty they couldn't.

On one of the couches, an unholy blob of meat was fucking. A brown-furred torus of random parts. Tails, legs, tits, cocks, cunnies, more tits, more cunnies, more cocks... An orouborous of genitalia. It was circling and moaning in mindless eternal pleasure. From out of the fur rose a male adult squirrel's head. He spoke, sounding happily dozy. "Oh, hey there, Honeybunch! Back from school? Brought a friend? That's nice..." He sunk back into the vagina he'd been vigorously cunnilingus-ing. A female head popped up from beneath the blob, squeezing out from the couch cushions. "Sorry about the mess!" she said, then lost herself in blissful cooing.

Walter was at a loss for words. He looked all over at the black... whatever it was, and what it had done to the... everything. His ears swiveled toward the voice and the rest of his head followed, the rabbit gasping at the writhing lump of... furson on the couch, putting a hand to his mouth. He then looked over at Gazzy with a shocked expression almost entirely baked onto his face. "What the fuuuuuuck..," he said before looking back at the walls. "I mean... whatever you did to your parents is definitely giving me a boner, but... you REALLY need to see someone about the rest of the place. What even IS the black stuff? Do they cum that? Is that their poop? How does this work?" He stepped in and padded to the nearest wall, seconds from touching it before he realized it might be acidic in some manner. "Also, is it safe to touch? Or eat, maybe? I doubt I'm gonna, but... you know, just in case." He was idly stroking his cock with his other hand, looking over his shoulder at the ball of parents on the couch, apparently quite turned on by it.

Gazzy tottered in and shut the door behind her. She was blushing and hid her muzzle behind her petite paws. "Ummmm... All thish ish exshplainable." For starters, to show him that there was no danger from the web, she walked over to the point along the wall where it stopped to allow the door to open. She reached up to a thick strand and gave it a squeeze. It splintered with moderate pressure, crumbling like a flaky pastry, or dried blood. Walter could see some kind of light pulsing inside it. Like veins, but full of electricity rather than blood. "It's nothing dangerouth. Jusht a power grid. It's shwapping energy from our plane into theirsh, and vishe versha. Don't eat it though; it tastesh like crayonsh. Ash for Mom and Dad..." She blushed more. Nimbly, the young squirlette stepped around the gaps in the black web, over to the couch where she drifted her paws into the churning warm fur. Both her parents chittered happily. "Might have gone a little overboard. I jusht wanted them to looshen up. Have a good time. Shinche their work is all calculation, I shplit them in half. Their logical shides go to their jobsh and bring home the bacon, while their fun shides stay here and, well, fornicate. All day long. I'm trying to train the lawn to get off on cutting itshelf."

Walter recoiled a bit at the mention of the web being a power grid, but then he looked over at Gazzy with just a bit of worry on his face. "Uh... wait... who is the 'they' in that sentence referring to?" he asked. He looked back at her parents. "I'm gonna guess you don't mean them, so..." he trailed off, wondering what the heck she was talking about. "Gazzy... have you been in contact with aliens from another dimension?" He was concerned, but he couldn't hide the excitement from his voice. What did they look like? Were they friendly? Did they eat people? Did they have butts he could do things to? So, sooo many questions.

Gazzy lit up and her anxiousness melted away in an instant. She leapt at Walter in a hug! "You guesshed it! And I'm SHO happy you're not running away in terror! I was worried! I know we like freaky shexy shtuff, but thish is a whole 'nother deal. I wash worried you might asshume demonsh or something."

Walter shrugged. "To be honest, I've always wanted to meet aliens. Thought my mom was gonna tell me we WERE aliens when she gave me the Santa Talk," he said, admiring the black webby stuff. He chuckled. "And hey, demons are just a different flavor of aliens. Well, I think so, anyway," he said before turning back around to hug Gazzy. "You just don't stop being just the coolest darn girl ever."

Behind her glasses, Walter could see tears well up in the little squirrel's eyes. Beaming, she wafted her yummy tangerine breath over his bunnernose, then speckled it with kisses. "Walter, I'm flabbergashted. Thank you too. I wash incredibly worried about thish! Any normal furshon'd probly call the FBI or shomethin'." Her ears perked up as an impish grin crossed her face. "In fact... Shince you're such a brave little bunny... Maybe I jusht won't tell you anyshing about xim. Maybe I'll just tossh ya in the deep end, hm?" She traced a finger along the underside of her boyfriend's fuzzy chin.

Walter chuckled and gave his squirrely girlfriend an affectionate smirk. "This really isn't that much weirder than reality bending shape magic stuff, though..." He looked over at the black webbing. "I am really curious how this stuff is made. I'm guessing you just, like... puke it up, or poop it out or something?" he asked. When Gazzy mentioned going in with no info, he considered it, then nodded. "Yeah, sure; let's do it that way. I do love surprises, heh."

"Ooooooh, then you're in for a BIG one!" she tittered. Grabbing his paw, she led him past her omni-humping parents.

"Have fun, kids!" Mom said from beneath a faceful of fur and tits.

The two cubs went crunching across the web. Gazzy called back to Walter, "It'sh okay if you shtep on it. Can't he helped. It regeneratesh anyway." Onward through the kitchen, where the glossy strands seemed to have tried their best to leave the sink, fridge, and cupboards accessible. A cube of pure red energy was passing back and forth above the dishes, keeping them clean. Walter had no time to gawk at it, as Gazzy pulled him up a narrow side staircase. The webbing choked the walls here, brushing against his clothes and fur. It felt pleasantly smooth.

Walter honked a boob as he walked by Gazzy's mom and dad, doing his best to see how long he could go without stepping on the power webbing, but he could only manage it for a minute or two before he stumbled and stomped right through a thick strand of it. He shuddered and yelped. "Oof, that feels wwwweeeeiiirrrrd!" he exclaimed before noticing the red energy cube thing. "Hunh... Mom might like one of those!" He said as Gazzy led him to their destination. When he got into the staircase his breathing quickened. It wasn't too bad, but the bunny had always been a bit claustrophobic. He turned sideways somewhat to fit through easier, being careful not to trip over his own over-sized feet on the way down.

At the top of the stairs, the house's architecture was starting to show the strain of being beholden to eldritch forces. The floor was slightly warped and titled. Angles didn't look right. Doorways bowed. And there was WAY more of that black stuff. More webbing than spaces between. The room at the end of the hall seemed to pulse with a heartbeat behind its locked door. Gazzy still looked a bit nervous, but in a hopeful way. "My bedroom got kinda overtaken. I had to move all my shtuff into the bathroom, y'shee." She pointed, and Walter peeked. The toilet was now her desk chair, and there was a hammock with plushies in the bathtub. The web had mostly left this room alone, in consideration of its host. Gazzy paused with her hand on the doorknob of her bedroom, flushed with excitement. "Okay. Sho. Noshing'sh dangerush in here, but it might sheem like it. Jusht be cool. Might wanna take your shirt off, too. It might get ripped to shredsh."

Walter stumbled a bit as the floor bowed one way or the other. He chuckled when Gazzy mentioned moving to the bathroom. "I get the feeling that'd be pretty convenient. Well, for a couple things, at least." Looking over as they passed by revealed he was right, though he had to resist the urge to peek into the toilet for the time being. When suggested to, he took off his shirt and tossed it into the bathroom. He was a bit concerned, but he knew he could handle whatever the alien might do to him, considering how many times he'd been torn and cut to pieces over the last few weeks. "Alright... let's see what aliens really look like, then!" he said, rubbing his hands together excitedly, his wiener throbbing and drooling in anticipation.

"Youuuu ashked for it!" Gazzy said, and opened the door for him.

Inside, the room was more of a womb. Engulfed in an uncountable number of twirling sigils and a gargantuan overflow of that shimmering black undulating "plastic". Now Walter could see where it was coming from, and guess its purpose. It wasn't just crawling all over the house; it was anchoring itself to his reality in order to maintain a grip that kept the gash open. It could be nothing else but a tear between realities. The edges flickered and fought. Inside, all Walter could see for the moment was a burning green darkness. Definitely no place that could exist on Earth. He couldn't even tell what it was. He stepped closer.

A scorpion tail entered through the cleft. It seemed the same glossy substance as the web, but it was just the odd light making the deep royal purple look black. On the end was a soft, damp red protrusion where an insect's stinger would normally be. It looked like the bump of creme at the end of an eclair. Gazzy just watched in giddy excitement as it slowly swam through the air towards her bunny friend.

Walter hadn't know what to expect, but this certainly wasn't it. He was in awe of the portal in front of him, how otherworldly it looked. He looked over at Gazzy, amazed that this could seem normal to her now. When the tail thing came out he got a bit nervous, taking a step back reflexively... But he knew it couldn't do anything to permanently damage him, so he simply gulped and stood there. "Um... h-hello?" he said apprehensively, waving at the appendage. "Is... is this its head, or its, um... something else, maybe?" he asked Gazzy.

"Be a gentleman! Give xim a handshake!" she encouraged, grinning mischievously.

Walter cocked an eyebrow, then turned back to the protrusion from the tear. He tentatively raised his hand to it, offering it up for a shake. "Hope I'm doing this right. I don't see fingers, but... oh well." He gulped, his heart beating fast. He was meeting an otherworldly life form! How exciting! The bunboy grasped the tail around the exoskeleton-looking part. It was segmented like a length of heavy cable. "How do you d-do?" he said politely. The red tip wiggled, then suddenly zapped out like a frog tongue and kissed his lips. Startled by its moistness, he let go and shook his head.

Gazzy cracked up. "That'sh xis DICK!"

Walter was mildly disgusted at first, but then he just laughed. Of COURSE it would be the alien thing's dick! Why wouldn't it be? He rolled his eyes and shook his head at Gazzy. "Man, I bet you planned that out ahead of time, hunh?" he said, wiping the wetness off his lips. He sniffed at it curiously, then gave it a lick. "Well, unless these aliens normally greet each other this way, which I doubt," he said in a mockingly accusatory manner.

Gazzy's expression said, 'well, actually...' but she didn't want to spoil too much too soon.

The alien's dicktail fell on the ground, then pushedagainst it. The room shook slightly. Their guest was getting leverage to pull the rest of itself through. A dozen red tongue-things appeared at both sides of the rift, and like a team of winches, they began straining to lift their owner through. Walter stood in trembling anticipation. The greenness within the other world parted like thick rubber slats, and a gleaming black-purple rodent muzzle emerged slowly. Twice the size of Walter's own. A cleft lip split wide to reveal purple buck teeth in a grin. The rest of the face followed. Two eyes. Pupilless domes that were as long as Walter's thigh. Transparent curved ovals filled with a radiant bluegreen liquid. The rest of the head was finally revealed: a saurian crest flaring out with a multitude of weird sensory appendages. Like a rooftop full of antennae. As the being pulled itself fully into the room, Walter saw that it had no 'limbs' exactly. There was an enormous ribcage, enclosing what looked like a miniature sun. Its light and warmth seeped out from the slits in the 'bone'. Along its sides and spine were, well, pretty much tits. Same purple smooth substance as the rest of the body, but squishy instead of rigid. The nipples were the things hauling it into the room. Prehensile freakin' nipples. Two more shorter scorpion tails helped nudge the creature all the way through the portal at last. It stretched. Its full length was unguessable, but even hunched over like this, the top of its noggin was scraping the ceiling. Its primary tail coiled around into a seat for itself and it relaxed. It gave a nod of familiarity to Gazzy, who waved back with a smile, then it fixed its gel-filled optics on Walter. Its smile grew even wider.

Walter gawked in awe of the beast that came through. It was difficult to comprehend how exactly it could exist, looking like a cross between a mouse, an octopus, and some kind of strange insect. Had he seen the movie Alien, he'd probably have an easier time comparing it to something, but as it was he was completely at a loss for words. "Um... oh wow..." he gulped again, waving slightly. He looked back at Gazzy with the same look you give a friend when you're meeting someone famous for the first time. He took a few deep breaths and nodded respectfully. "Heloo, I am... I am Walter. I'm a friend of Gazzy's," he said. "I'm pleased to meet you."

The extradimensional being grinned wider at Walter. Its expression was a little hard to read, given that it had no eyebrows (or fur of any kind) and no pupils in its oval eyes. Still, it seemed pleased to meet him too. It nodded in an easily-grasped gesture of acknowledgment, then turned to Gazzy and blew a lightning bolt at her forehead.

Walter jumped back. A miniature arc of pure white electricity had just jumped from this thing's face and struck his friend dead center! He could even smell the crackling ozone and see a little burned dot in her fur!

Walter reached out tentatively , a bit nervous about what the lightning bolt had been. "Uh... I'm gonna guess sh-, uh... was it... zhe? Zim? I get the feeling I'm not pronouncing that right. He shook his hands in that 'never mind, back on track' way before restarting his sentence. "I'm gonna guess that's, like... how they talk, or something? Like... like the internet, except through the air instead of through wires, maybe? That, or your brain is going to start leaking out of your ears in a minute. I have no clue which is more likely right now. He bit his lip nervously. He also idly wondered if those bulbous bits on the alien were actual boobs, or if they just looked like boobs to him because that's the only thing he could think of that they resembled.

Gazzy wobbled for a moment, blinking a lot. Her forehead smoked like a cigarette burn. "WOW! Firsht contact'sh always a RUSH!!" She reached up to hug her alien pal's muzzle. "And yup! I'm really impresshed, Walterkinsh! That'sh exchactly how they talk. Xe was asking me if thish was the other furred fourlimb I taught geometry to. Walter, this is Shraktarak. Shraktarak, Walter. Now, shtand shtill and let xim zap ya."

Walter was still quite nervous, but again, he knew he couldn't be truly harmed with all this shape nonsense going on. He took a few deep breaths, nodded, and got about three letters into the word "Alright" before he got smacked in the head by a lightning bolt. He stumbled backwards, his head whipped back in surprise and he yelped the last bit of the word he'd been trying to speak. He stayed like that for a few seconds though, before tilting his head and eventually looking back at Gazzy. "Um... either xe said hi, and xe thinks i look cute... or xe said hi, and... thinks I'm well-fed? Maybe both? Hard to say..." He rubbed the spot where he got hit, then looked at his fingers.

After a few moments of disorientation, the actual meaning suddenly became clear all at once. As if a long scroll was unfurled before Walter's eyes and he read all of it at a glance: "Hey! You're small and cute and pudgy and you have that "fur" stuff like Gazzy does! I thought that was just her! Her pronunciation's not the best, though whaddaya expect when you guys still use SOUND WAVES to communicate!? [snorting laugh] That's like writing everything down on paper and showing it to each other! Anyway, my name's ZHRKTRRRK. Each component letter expands into a full summary, but I'm gonna guess your planet still has organic brains and that part didn't translate. Are you edible?"

Walter blinked and winced, though less out of pain and more out of disorientation. He rubbed his forehead again, his eyes unfocused, but moving side to side like he was reading. "Um... no, that didn't come through. I just got... uh... Zurkturk?" He tilted his head and hmmmmed. That didn't come out sounding like what it came in sounding like. "And, uh... yeah, I'm edible. I eat me pretty frequently, actually. So does my mom. And Gazzy. I, uh... I like feeding myself to people." He blushed, but his dick throbbed and drooled.

Shraktarak bounced up and down at that, xis various boobs and nipples and head-thingies all wiggling. It made the walls shake a bit. Xe sent another bolt at the two of them. This time there was no disorientation and the message unfolded much faster. Walter could even tell that it had been 'audible' to Gazzy as well. It seemed this species could communicate one-on-one or to groups.

"Oh COOL! That's not normal for fourlimbs, is it? You guys still only get one corporeal form per lifetime. How do you STAND it!? I guess Gazzy taught you, right? What other things do you do together!?" Xis tone was gleefully eager.

"Oh, lotsh!" Gazzy replied to Shraktarak. To Walter she whispred, "Ishn't xe adorable? I wash playing around with shigilsh and shymbolsh when I opened a rift to another reality. Or maybe it'sh Earth's dishtant, dishtant future. I'm not shure. Anyway, Shrak'sh bashically like a big ham radio nerd. And in xis world, EVERYBODY can edit reality! They do it all the time! Sho for xim, it'd be like ush finding some earthwormsh that can sholve Rubik'sh cubesh!!"

Walter did indeed feel like he was a cat being discovered by a person that didn't quite know what a cat was, but could somehow communicate with them and was asking another cat about their hobbies. It... actually felt really cool and exhilarating! Shrak's excitement was infectious, and it got Walter giggling. "Oh man, I can't even imagine what half the things xe's talking about would even be like, but I'm really liking this, uh... 'interview with a talking lab rat' vibe I'm getting from it." he chuckled anxiously, then clarified. "You know, it's... it's weird, xe is talking like they're above us, better than us even, but it's... it's completely justified because xe very clearly IS, you know? And it's not like xe's looking down on us in the normal sense of the phrase, it's just..." He thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers, "I feel like we're xis pets and xe just discovered how to talk to us. And... yeah, I really like that feeling!"

Little red hearts practically burst out of Gazzy's head at how perfectly the stars had aligned. "Me too! Plush, it'sh fun knowing we've got this big shecret! Just me and you and shorta your mom. Though she can't draw the shymbolsh yet. Though maybe shomeday! Anyway, I think it'd be neat if you could show Shrakky what you've learned. Give him a demonshtration. Anything you like!" She blushed, kinda hoping he'd do something to her in particular.

Walter froze. He looked back around at the grinning, glossy, bulge-eyed friendly invader. "A d-demonstration?" he stammered. This was like being asked to juggle chainsaws in front of the Queen! "You said xis whole planet can do the geometry-thing, and I've only been practicing for a few weeks! I can't think of anything!"

Gazzy smiled softly and reached out to soothingly massage her bunny's asscheeks. She inhaled a nervous toot. "I'm shure you can. You're doing fine in your shtudiesh. Remember the other day when you made that nishe waitressh cut off her boobiesh and make 'em a hamburger for you? That wash a complicated figure, but you drew it shplendidly!"

The smoky, marbled taste of that titburger came back to Walter and made him lick his lips. "Allright, allright." An idea came to mind. Not too difficult. Nodding in appreciation to Gazzy's encouragement, he got out his marker. He sighted a thick place in the air where planes intersected, and drew an inside-out pyramid. He connected the corners with fnords and doowangles, then gave it a slap to rotate it. As he did his cock and balls swiped away from his body, just like a lazy susan, and landed on Gazzy's crotch, just as her cunny did the same trick! Walter turned to Shraktarak, showing off his new bunnycunt. "Ta da!"

Shrak posed with a nipple beneath xis' chin and nodded in a 'not bad' kind of way. A lightning bolt asked, "Body modification's a good starter trick, but a tandem change is 2nd level. Can you do more?"

Walter's tail twitched. COULD he? He wasn't sure. "Um... I'll try! Gazzy, just stand still." She saluted him and obediently made herself stiff as a board. In more ways than one. She rather liked having Walter's cock jutting from her groin, and could even feel little echoes of her vagoo attached to him. Walter knelt between her legs, eye to eye with his former penis. "Mind if I borrow your adjustment sigil?" he asked.

"It'sh alwaysh yours to fiddle with whenever you want!" she said, and slid it into view. She wriggled, always loving the feel of 'About to be changed, but not knowing what into.'

Walter studied the complicated revolving control panel. It was kinda like trying to read someone else's messy handwriting and search through their sock drawer, both at once. Finally he found the elasticity controls (slightly modified to account for her new male parts). Walter shifted some adjabicauts and ovoid rectangles. He drew in a deep, deep breath. Then he plunged his mouth over his own cock and blew like a hurricane.

Gazzy shouted out in pleasure. Sounded by warm breath! Awesome! She could feel the jet of air rushing down her penis shaft into her balls. Feel them expand. Walter kept his mouth clamped over her/his bits as he inhaled through his nose and then pumped more air into his girlfriend's nads. He could feel them bounce against his chin. More breaths in made the fuzzy spheres swell bigger and bigger. Eggs, to pool balls, to fists. He could feel the texture of the stretched skin pushing back against his reddened face. Feel the veins throb. Gazzy was holding onto one of Shrak's nipple-tentacles to keep from falling over. Word salad tumbled out of her mouth. The strain on her balls was incredible! Walter drew in one last mighty breath and pushed it with all his might down Gazzy's urethra. The stretched-taut balls couldn't take it anymore and exploded. The force of their disruption knocked him backwards and splattered him with cum like someone had thrown a can of white paint at him.

Gazzy went weak-kneed and sank to the floor in a puddle of squirrel jizz and shreds of ballbag. Panting, she rubbed her cock up and down, but there was nothing left to come out of it. Her vision focused enough to see Walter, cutely dunked in milky glue. She giggled at him. "That'sh grossh, Walter! What a shlutty bunny, all covered in cum!"

He blushed, the teasing making him giggle. "At least my ovaries didn't make like grenades." She fell on her tail laughing. Walter rubbed his pussy a bit, seeing his girlfriend with a bright red erection and a big flappy destroyed hole underneath.

Shrak let off little teensy blasts of lightning around the room, which felt like static electricity, and which Walter guessed pretty easily was xis' species laughter. Another jolt: "Pretty good! You critters are definitely having fun with this, which is what you should do! Maybe one day you'll both look like me. I'm not even the most modified being I know. Extra genitals are box standard in my neck of the woods. How can you have a decent quality of life without all possible pleasure organs?"

Walter needed a moment to drool over the idea of him and Gazzy transformed into a modular glob of squirting, jiggling reproductive bits. Cocks poking out of his ears. A cuntnose. Their bodies clustered in tits like a milky raspberry. And butts! As many cheeks and rectums as he could cram on! Between his toes! Under his armpits! On the end of Gazzy's tongue! Maybe not even arms and legs; just wobbly beanbag chairs of lust!

More lighting took his mind away from these thoughts. "So, okay, you've shown off a bit. Wanna see how a pro manipulates flesh?"

Walter's head swiveled to Shraktarak. Holy shit. All those crazy thoughts he had were even better if he could just lay back and let someone else do them to him! Put himself totally at the mercy of this alien amalgam he'd only just met! An intergalactic stranger! How cool would it be to just hand over total permission to... edit him!? Walter felt a furry paw close over his. Gazzy was at his side. "We'd LOVE to!" she gushed. Walter spared a second to tell her with his eyes how awesome she was, then squeezed her paw and vigorously nodded.

Shraktarak giggled again, filling the air with static shocks. He undulated his niptacles, then made a motion rather akin to cracking one's knuckles. Concentrating, he made reality itself shimmer, and then a dozen throbbing, moaning, illuminated symbols slid through the rift like the mailslot from Hades. A dozen nipples manipulated them. Tweaking, rotating, changing, fixing, adjusting.

Walter's heart was beating as loud as gunshots in his ears. He grabbed Gazzy's paw in both of his. "Gaz, I have no idea what I just agreed to, but I'm really gonna enjoy it, aren't I?"

Her eyes shone with glee. "AbshoLUTEly! He'sh an artisht!!"

Without warning, Shrak's two tertiary penis-tails surged towards the cubs like a pair of rattlesnakes. They aimed straight for the kids' soft fluffy butts, and rammed their slimy way inside. Walter saw pure white for a second at the intensity of being goosed from beyond the stars. The cocktails literally lifted both kids up by their rectums, impaling their tender anal rings. Walter and Gazzy cried out as their body weight slid them down deeper around the intruding probes. Walter's pussy throbbed bright pink and leaked like mad.

Shrak brought them both closer and grew a briar patch of protrusions from the base of xis main cock. A framework, a scaffolding. It positioned this behind the cubs, then xis nipples dove in and began securing them (Very thoughtful, so they wouldn't fall off). Walter thought for sure his arms and legs were gonna break when the nips began bending them, but instead his limbs pulled like taffy, and were stretched around and around, to be knotted in place, enmeshed in Shrak's net. He could actually feel his arms and legs tied off like balloon nozzles. He looked to the side and could see his fingers wiggling, poking out from the knot his forearm had become. Gazzy was all tied up too. He felt a thrill at seeing her in self-bondage like this. Grinning in anticipation of more rough fun, chest outthrust, cock dribbling, totally helpless to their alien guest's perverted whims!

The tail up Walter's ass began to change. The young bun let out squeaky shrieks as it seemingly turned into a giant corkscrew. But the tip of the cock was emerging and everting, tunneling through his pooptubes like a plumber's snake. From Gazzy's moans, he inferred she was getting the same butt treatment too. Walter looked down and could actually see his guts shift under his fur as Shraktarak explored them.

Xe shot a lightning bolt: "Mmmm! Your excreted solid waste is just as flavorful as Gazzy's! Let me try your liquid waste!" Xe opened his mouth and unrolled a long snakey tongue like a blade of grass. It tore itself in two down the middle, and both halves sought out the cubs' piss slits. Walter groaned at having his vagina fiddled with. Then he saw a trail of amber pee ascend the tongue like a pee escalator! From Shrak's smile, xe definitely enjoyed the taste. "You fourlimbs are so adorable and so tasty! I just gotta consume you in every way I can!" Shrak's eyes bulged in opposite directions. Xe pulled and strained, and Walter saw the cleft of his bunnyish harelip split wider. Xis teeth seemed to double in number. A gooey seam appeared all along the length of xis head. More purple exoskeleton rose from within it. Two more jellylike eyes rolled out from inside and into place. Shrak split xis face completely down the middle until xe looked like one of those two-headed snakes in a sideshow. Xe seemed to enjoy this, as quite a few of xis boobs started gushing a blue foamy substance like whipped cream. "Ahhhhh! Now I can enjoy two meals at once!"

Walter groaned out loud as he felt something from within changing him. His heartbeat was getting louder and more forceful, feeling like an earthquake! And then there was an incredible pressure behind his ribcage. He could feel the bones straining. Feel the fur over his sternum begin to split. He looked and saw that Gazzy's chest was ballooned up hugely. Just before his own did, her ribs sprung open like a beartrap in reverse! Skin and fur flew like confetti! Her ribs and collarbones stuck up like exploded rebar.

Looking happily exhausted from the tension and release, she craned her neck to look down and see all her glistening, dewy organs on display. She was split from neck to crotch. Cock still erect. Intestines spilling out to the side. Stomach, kidneys and liver bulging. Pink lungs inflating and deflating as she breathed. And her heart, had inflated to gargantuan size, pumping her blood and looking like it might pop at any second.

Walter barely had time to appreciate the amazing, and bizarrely sexy, sight of his vivisected girlfriend. His own torso flung itself open. He felt his own innards slosh around on display. Saw his own heart kicking back and forth like an engorged pumpkin.

And then those two huge grinning alien mouths dove in and started to feast. Walter let out purely animal bleats. Those purple teeth tore into his intestines, gobbling them up like a plate of spaghetti. Shraktarak bit through xis own cock as well, because why not? Walter watched gobs and gobs of greasy grimy bunny guts slide past the hungry teeth. Barely bale to think past the intense sensations, he squeaked out, "Can I ha-have some?"

A flash of bluegreen eyes. Clear joy at the bravery of the question. A prehensile nipple scooped up a nice big chunk and fed it to Walter with as much gentleness as the rest of Shrak was sharklike. Mmmmm! Walter tasted great! A meaty, hot-doggy taste of bunnyguts, with just a hint of poop, and an exciting, savory flavor of chewed-up alien genitals in the mix too. He saw Gazzy was trying some of herself too. Then the niptacles were nice enough to feed them some of each other. He gave Gazzy a big thumbs-up at her taste. It might be fun later to suck all her guts right out of her butt like vacuuming up spaghetti. Assuming he survived this! He wasn't entirely sure that he would, despite Gazzy saying it was safe. Though it felt so incredible, did he really mind?

More tongues grew from Shraktarak's mouths, many different sizes and functions. They slithered all around Walter's exposed organs. Tasting his pancreas, his lungs, his esophagus. They found his bladder and squeezed it like a juice box, making bunnypee spray everywhere! Not a drop hit the floor though; it was all collected for the hungry alien to appreciate. Walter liked feeling appreciated. That he, a humble bun, could be such a tasty meal for an intergalactic visitor. How cool! Something nudged his lips and he didn't even have to open his eyes to tell it was another of Shrak's penises (how many did xe have now?) The spongy tip pressed into Walter's mouth, tasting around in there, and the gentlemanly rabbitboy thought it'd be nice to reciprocate. He took a big bite out of the alien wing-wong, buck teeth digging in and severing the head right off.

Another lightning bolt. "Oh YESS! Go, little bunny kid! Keep doing that! Eat all you can!"

With a taste this delicious, he didn't have to be asked twice! Gazzy was also moaning around bites of foreign sausage. It felt a bit like chewing a clown nose, but the flavor was like pepperoni dipped in brown gravy and cheez-wiz. Walter chomped that cock with gusto. He was unsurprised when another nipple snaked its way into his cunny and began driving inside, gushing out gallons more of that blue whipped foam.

Shrak kept eating. When Walter's intestines were all gone, xe let out a bunnymeat-scented belch and set to work on the boy's sweetbreads. All the blobby little digestive doodads. The gallbladder, kidneys, spleen, bladder, and liver. Walter felt them sucked up, gnashed to bits, and swallowed. He was cheering Shrak on when the alien went for his lungs too. 'Go for it! Take it all! Eat it all up!' He felt awesomely preyish, like a nonev rabbit cheering on the wolf who had caught him and was devouring him. He wanted to be completely empty and cleaned out. Sweep all that stuff up and down an alien predator's throat!

Those violet teeth filled his vision for just a moment, then clashed down on the bunny's exposed, throbbing heart. Blood geysered, covering everything in the room. Walter felt like a balloon popping when it burst. 'Go, go, go!' he cheered, as he watched Shrak tear away delicious slabs of heartmeat.

Gazzy was also wriggling, squealing, and smiling as her own heart was chomped on like a bright red strawberry.

The nipple probing Walter's cunny vibrated to irresistible intensity. The rabbitboy's consciousness hit a few roadbumps, his vision turned to sparkles, the room spun. At the moment when he orgasmed, his immortal soul shot out of his pussy.

His vision was a sparkling haze, but he thought he could see a dancing, shimmering, adorably-bucktoothed ghost floating in the air beside him. He looked down. His paws were transparent and blue. Like window cleaner. Looking back, his body and Gazzy's were still splayed open in Shraktarak's clutch, torsos completely emptied out. Just smooth pink meat and rib bones. Walter thought that looked pretty cool. Doubly so on Gazzy. He kinda wanted to curl up in her hollow ribcage and snuggle in.

Instead, something was vacuuming him up. Shraktarak looked different now. Like a blurry glow of mirage laid over top of his regular image.

Gazzy thought to him, 'It's his soul. We can see it now 'cuz we're souls too.'

Walter nodded. That made sense. He chuckled. 'Your ghost doesn't lisp!' he noticed. She giggled into her cute spectral paws.

At the heart of Shrak's ribcage, that miniature sun blazed. Walter watched it swirl with crazy colors, becoming like a whirlpool. It was tugging on his feet. That felt nice, so he thought he'd let it. The swirl pulled the two cubs' spirits in, stretching them out like approaching a black hole. Walter's long feet began to intertwine with Gazzy's tail. She cooed as the two of them were pulled in closer and wrapped around and around one another like candy cane stripes. She reached out to hug Walter; her touch felt like Pop Rocks. She speckled his cheeks with ghost kisses.

'Oh no! Our souls are gettin' slurped down the bathtub drain!' she thought with a giggle.

That was exactly what it felt like, Walter thought. As if his mom had pulled the plug and let him swirl down the drain along with the bathwater. Except instead he was being pulled into an alien being's core. Wrapped around and around his favorite squirrel. Their legs and crotches were squished together, then twisted tighter and tighter like wringing out a washcloth.

Soon the two cubs couldn't do anything more than scream in ecstasy as they were both slurped up like soup into their alien friend's inner chamber. They were pulled as thin as if they were sucked through a straw. And then their tangled spirits popped into a squishy round room where energy teeth began to sample them. With great big smiles at the incredible sensations, Walter and Gazzy's souls were chewed and chewed like bubblegum. Wrapped in and around themselves. Distorted in ways their physical bodies never could be. Twined and twixt each other until they weren't sure who was what anymore. The pleasure was astronomical. Their minds couldn't handle the bliss, and soon all thought was consumed by pleasure.

***

Hours later, two cubs started to awaken in an empty room.

Walter felt like he was stapling jigsaw puzzle pieces of his brain back together. His whole body felt weird. Used up. He wondered if this was what a sheet of toilet paper felt like after it was wiped. But it was nice too. He felt... fulfilled. Enjoyably enjoyed. 'That alien definitely got the full flavor experience of me!' he thought. He was too wrung out to sit up or open his eyes, but he could tell his cock was out and pointed straight at the ceiling.

Gazzy, having been through this before, took a bit less time to crawl back to sentience. "Whooooo-doggiesh! What a ride! Walterkinsh, you still exhishtent?" she asked, flopping herself onto his tummy so she could kiss his chin.

"...maybe," he burbled. He needed a deep breath before he could move anything. He tilted his head and looked at the pleasantly-wrecked squirlette draped over him. "That was neat."

She chittered. "Uh huh! I thought you'd like it! I liked the part where xe shucked out our immortal shoulsh and devoured 'em!"

"I never knew I had one until now, but it was a cool way to find out! I liked having my guts all gobbled up. I kinda wanna do that to you sometime."

Her whiskers bounced in delight at the idea. "Any time! I'll be your buffet, loverbun." Then she farted. A nice big whopper that made her tail fly up! Walter giggled and sniffed, and Gazzy did too until she remembered what this was a prelude to. "Ohhhhh boy! Brace yourshelf, bunny!!"

Walter was a little alarmed when she suddenly rolled off of him and got into position like she was about to give birth. He expected her to start taking a massive shit, which he didn't mind at all since he was feeling pretty darn hungry after all that exercise. Instead, he suddenly let out a tuba note too. "Wow! That really rattled my asshole!" Another one came! And another! He and Gazzy were a couple of foghorns!

The little squirrel grunted and pushed down hard. Walter couldn't see what was emerging, until she shot a goo-covered giant white styrofoam packing peanut across the room! It bounced off a wall, leaving a splat-mark of shampoo-looking blue fluid. Soon Walter felt an intruder pounding on his own back door. "Hhhngh!" He bore down with his sphincter muscles and it felt like an entire memory foam pillow came sliding out of him!

He was about to ask Gazzy what was going on, when he felt something rising up in his throat. Then all hell broke loose. Within seconds, he and Gazzy were both helplessly birthing dozens and dozens of chubby white larvae. Blasting them out of their butts or puking them out of their mouths. It didn't hurt at all, since they were so spongy. But there were LOTS of them! Both kids went limp and let their mouths and assholes fountain the wriggling creatures all over the room. Lubricating slime soon covered their faces, and down past their legs. A massive puddle of sticky alien goop. Walter was hard as a rock as he squeezed out uncountable wiggly parasites. They tasted odd, like very artificial lime candy. He took a bite of one. It did not seem to mind. But it was like eating a mouthful of laundry suds, so no more of that. He was content to just wriggle closer to Gazzy and hold onto her curvy cute butt, feeling more and more squishy creatures slide out of her poor overused donut. He only had time for the briefest of kisses with her before vomiting out another grub. Walter ran his fingers through Gazzy's headfur, getting it all goopy. She twiddled his tail, and sometimes pushed against a larvae so it'd squirm more in his anus.

After about ten minutes of continuous xenobirthing, the cubs were left slathered head to toe in blue lube, lying on the floor, even more exhausted than before. They panted hard, shuddering. No way could they move. All they could manage were light kisses on each other's stretched-raw lips, and vague caresses over their sticky bodies.

In his peripheral vision, Walter saw the packing peanuts all shuffling out the doorway into the hall, or slithering up the walls to flop out of the windows. His voice cracked when he tried to talk. "Where - coff - where're they going? Gonna impregnate everyone in town? So they balloon up and explode with little alien kids?"

Gazzy let her arm flop around till she found her glasses. She put them on, but of course they were so covered in gunk she was even more blind than before. She started licking them clean. "Naw. Though that'd be cool to watch. They're probesh. Like... organic webcamsh. Shrak musta got tired and couldn't hold ximself here anymore, so xe went home. But thoshe wiggly thingsh'll let xim shee more of our world."

"Oh. That's nifty too."

She snickered. "Though it'sh entirely posshible xe'll want to exhplore up terrestrial creaturesh' cuntsh 'n buttholesh!"

"Better!" Walter said.

Gazzy gave him a hug and a kiss. Then she sat up and stretched. "Are you hungry? I'm SHTARVING!"

Walter sat up too. "Yeah. I feel like I could eat a whole girlfriend. And maybe her parents too!"

She tickled his armpit for that. "No, shilly, I mean like a real meal!" She lit up with an idea. "I know! And we can get clean there too! Let's go over to the laundromat and eat people'sh dirty underpantsh!"

Walter licked his chops. "Allright! Maybe we can get the people there to lick all the goo off us too!"

It took some mutual support for the pair to stand up on their shaky legs, but they managed it. Then they wobbled down the stairs, paused to fondle Gazzy's parents a bit, and went off to seek adventure.

THE END
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