A group of young adventurers was sitting around a table they have acquired for themselves, all of them were pretty young boys, ranging between the ages of 8-13, a bat necromancer Vladd (11), possum priest Clyde (9), wolf barbarian Eivor (13), rat rogue Pike (12), mouse alchemist Thomas (8), rabbit mage Barnaby (9), and hyena witchdoctor Merrick (10). They traveled from a far away city and made this inn their current base of operations, so when they, by some strange chance, die in their quest, they’d respawn here.

All of them were dressed pretty skimpily and revealingly, as to be expected of adventurers like themselves, their fit, ripped, and muscular bodies on full display for all, including their sizeable cocks and balls that were dangling from the edges of their seats. No wonder the men in the inn were oggling at them, some even openly jerking their dicks as they imagined the things they’d do to those young adventurers if given the chance.

“You sure about your information, sir?” Eivor asked the innkeeper, an elder rat, who was behind him, hands reaching around and casually groping at his thicc pecs and nipples.

“Oh yes, most definitely~” The rat began explaining while his hands continued working on the wolf’s chest. He explained how there was a powerful lich that lived around these parts long ago, but has long been dealt with by some heroes in the past. “But, legend has it: His treasures are still in his catacombs, guarded by a mighty beast and deep inside… lies his very own, mighty artifact that gave him immense power!” As he said that, he gave the wolf’s pecs a very hard squeeze.

Eivor just let out a small grunt, his firm nipple poking from between the rat’s fingers. “That doesn’t… nnfff… tell us much, you old… huff… pervert”

The innkeeper hummed to himself, tapping his chin with one finger, his other hand still on the barbarian’s pec “Any of you have a map?” Thomas pulled one from his huge backpack, handing it over to the rat, who finally let go of Eivor’s mantits. “Thanks kiddo” He then pointed out the place where the former lich’s catacombs would be, and of course, it was in an abandoned cemetery.

“Alright, guess it’s planning time.” Eivor, the leader of this group, rolled up the map and got out of his seat, making his way up to his room, followed closely by the others.
*****

That night, however, a small figure was casually walking down the stairs, heading for the door, the innkeeper, who was busy cleaning some cups on the counter noticed the bat. “Aren’t you gonna wait for your friends?”

The bat, Vladd, just shrugged as he answered smugly. “Nothing to worry about. I’m a necromancer, I can handle some undead” And just walked out without another word. He knew it would be best to go when everyone was ready, but the idea of such an artifact was just too tempting for him to wait. Besides, it’s just a few undead.

It didn’t take him long to reach his destination, the place was covered in a thick, ominous fog, the silhouettes of the many zombies shambling around barely visible. But Vladd was not worried as he sauntered right in, instantly spotted by some zombies who began shuffling his way, but a simple snap from his finger and they were under his control, scooting out of the way like the loyal minions they became “Hmm… might take one of you as a present for Clyde, later~”

Walking past all of the controlled zombies and into the catacombs, he felt a cold air rushing past him as he opened the doors. “Welp… here goes” The moment he stepped in, he could feel the evil energy, but he composed himself quickly and continued right in.

Strangely enough, there were no zombies or any kind of undead inside the catacombs, no traps, very weak wall spells, nothing of great potency or importance, the worst part of the place is that it was a bit of a maze but nothing too hard to navigate through and he finally reached his destination. Right down a wide and long hallway, something so magnificent and royal that you’d see it in a palace somewhere, but at the very end is a pedestal with a tiny cushion holding a small, golden ring of sorts covered in necromantic runes. “Yes! There it is!” Vladd menacingly rubbed his hands together. “Come to papa, my precious!” And he made a made dash towards it.

*THUMP* Suddenly, a large, feral beast jumped from the shadows, landing heavily right in front of the young necromancer, it looked like a giant zombie wolf, ribcage and skeleton muzzle exposed, spikes lining the head and back, a large dagger-like bone sticking out of the tail tip, and muscles bulging out all over. “Whoa! You, uh… you’re a big boy…” Vladd commented as he shuffled back a couple of steps.

“Funny you think the master’s artifact is yours for the taking” The large beast growled in a deep, husky voice, slowly prowling around the boy.

“You can speak!?” Vladd squeaked out in surprise, his voice cracking a bit. He knew that this creature was on a whole other level than the other zombies he saw outside.

But the beast didn’t really care for the young adventurer’s shocked state, licking his lips hungrily and lewdly. “Such a subtle and delicious body for someone so young~ The things that I would do to you for trespassing… gonna have so much fun breaking you cold, lifeless body~”

“We’ll see who’s gonna mess with who’s body, mutt!” Vladd started chanting a powerful spell.

But the undead wolf put a stop to that, as he shot a blast of dark magic at the bat, blasting what little clothes Vladd had on right off of his body, leaving him completely naked and disoriented! “Don’t take me for the same undead as those dirty shamblers out there!” The beast pounced, pinning the bat boy beneath him “Now… to teach you your fucking place in this world!” Vladd was still a bit disoriented, so he didn’t see the beast’s huge cock until he felt it landing right on his chest and abs with an audible *PAT*

“W-wait! HNNGG!” He didn’t get to speak as he felt that hard, leaking cock thrust against his body and between his pecs. The first one was to shut him up, the ones that came after were just the undead wolf fucking his pecs, spray and smearing his pre all over the boy’s body.

“So smooth~” The beast commented as his thrusting got harder and faster, but suddenly pulled way back, his back arching a bit… then THRUST back in, this time, ramming himself hard and deep inside the boy, forcing that small ass wide open and his belly bulged out obscenely.

“GGGYYYAAA-GGMMFF!” Vladd’s scream of shock and pain was cut short by the beast’s maw clamping over his mouth and large, slimy tongue darting right in, thrashing about against the insides of his cheeks before slithering deeper into his throat, visibly wiggling about inside to anyone outside, just *Shlik… slurp… glush…slush…*

Slurrrrping his tongue out of the bat’s throat and mouth, the beast finally released him, only to clamp on one pec, sucking hard on it, hard enough to slightly lift the boy off the ground by a few inches, fangs slightly dug in and shaking his head, almost as if he wanted to tear that mantit right off, only to release that pec, leaving a very visible bit mark and a lot of undead wolf slobber, then latching onto the other one and repeating the process. They go like this for what felt like hours, the beast even flipping Vladd over and resuming the raping of the young bat in the infamous doggystyle, which just allowed him to fuck the bat harder and faster.

Nothing but the boy’s moans, groans, the beasts grunting, growling, and snarling, as well as the constant *plaplaplaplaplap* of those rapid-thrusing hips and cock stabbing away at the bat boy’s insides. But suddenly, the wolf slammed himself balls deep in, the wolf deeply growling and grunt, just before *SPLOOORSH… glluuuussh… splrrrrsh…* waves upon waves of his thick, slimy cum rushed into Vladd’s belly, even when his gut could take no more, the wolf kept cumming, until “Bleeuurrrgghhh!” It started rushing right out of the bat’s mouth and nose.

Vladd managed to relax a bit, especially when the wolf pulled out and *Pffrrssshhh* all the cum back up in his gut just gushed right back out. But… he didn’t get to rest for long as he was flipped onto his back, only to witness the wolf zombie’s evil grinn and still hard and leaking cock. Vladd barely scooted back before the wolf hit his mark, once again, from the very first thrust, impaling the bat on his cock once again and starting the raping and destruction of the bat’s body anew.

Vladd couldn’t even scream from the exhaustion, his body covered in sweat and he was panting for breath, when suddenly, felt himself getting lifteded up in the air as the wolf stood tall on his hind legs, perfectly balancing himself before he started bouncing the bat on his hard cock. “Gonn fucking ruin you, bitch!” He growled as he clamped his jaw over Vladd’s neck, leaving quite the mark as drool dripped down the bat’s neck, chest, nipples, and abdominals.

He felt the wolf stop briefly, adjust his stance a bit more… then *THRUST* “GUUWWKK!!” that huge cock just went straight through his body and the head popped right out of his mouth, truly impaling the bat on that pole of a monstrous cock, but the wolf just kept on thrusting and thrusting and thrusting.

“Yes! Take your punishment you impudent brat! TAKE IT ALL!” Was the final growl from the wolf before he let out a loud howl, his cock throbbing hard inside Vladd’s body before releasing a fountain of his slimy cum high into the air before it rained down on both of them, coving both, especially Vladd from head to toe in undead wolf jizz.

Once he was done, the wolf growled lustfuly down at the bat. “I’m still not done with you, yet, you tasty little thing. Gonna play with you for a long, looooong time~” And cackled loudly and menacingly. At this point, Vladd couldn’t hold out anymore as everything around him soon went dark
*****

A few hours later it was early morning and the inn was bustling with business and activity. Eivor and the others already gathered at their table and once again, the other men were busy ogling at these good-looking, young adventurers. “Shouldn’t we go after him?” Clyde asked the others in a weak, small voice, clearly worried about Vladd.

“He’s the one who decided to go off alone. Let him learn his lesson” Eivor replied with a dismissive wave. They all knew that Vladd disappeared sometime last night and knew exactly where he went, the innkeeper just confirmed that when they asked him that morning.

Just then, there was a bright and brief flash of light in the middle of the tavern area of the inn, when it disappeared, it revealed a respawned but dishevelled Vladd, body naked and all glossy and shiny as it was covered in sweat, cum, and spit all the gear he had on before his encounter was lost now. “Well… first attempt was a failure” He commented as he shook some of the fluid mixtures off of his hands and arms. Soon enough, the innkeeper was behind him with a towel, gently wiping the bat’s body clean, but he just wanted an excuse to rub that fit body of his.

“Well?” Eivor gave him a reprimanding look as Vladd recounted his encounter with the beast, going into every dirty detail, that got pretty much everyone going.

He even felt the innkeeper’s cock frequently poking him in the back through his pants. “So yeah, guess I bit off…” He reached back and grabbed the rat’s tent firmly “more than I could chew” and gave it a hard tug, that’s all that was needed for the rat to mess the front of his pants to the point that the rest of his load began soaking through the fabric and squirting on the bat’s back. “So, you guys gonna help or what?”
*****

A few hours later the party was walking into the catacombs and following small hints that Vladd left in his earlier endeavor through them to reach the beast’s place faster. As they got closer, they could hear the feral growling, grunting, and snarling, as well as the unmistakeable sounds of sex and flesh slapping against flesh.

Walking deeper in, they saw the silhouette of a large, feral beast, having his way with a small body, turns out the creature kept to his word and was still fucking and pounding away at Vladd’s old body. The party, seizing the opportunity, managed to sneak past him since he was so engrossed in what he was doing to pay attention to his surroundings, grabbed the lich’s ring, and snuck out, although Vladd was standing behind the creature, witnessing what he was doing to his body and his found himself almost mesmerized, cock and nipples hard and perked up. Pike had to pull him along before the beast noticed their presence.
*****

“Well, that wasn’t so difficult. Thanks for using yourself as ‘bait’ Vladd~” Merrick chuckled as he and the rest of the party sat around a campfire they made a bit of a distance away from the cemetery, they decided to camp out for the day since it was already night time by the time they left the catacombs.

“Well, we got what we wanted and that’s what matters.” Thomas appraised the artifact since he had the skill for it. “Well… this is a ring… but it doesn’t go on your finger” Seeing Vladd’s questioning look, Thomas reached up, grabbed the bat’s cock and rested the tiny ring against the tip of his cock “Here”

“Oh neat! My first piercing!” Vladd was pretty ecstatic as he remembered the piercings his father had, which were plenty although none were on his cock, and he wanted some piercings of his own.

Barnaby looked to the side to see Clyde, ‘discretely’ stroking his cock. “Someone’s feeling frisky tonight, eh? All those zombies got you riled up, huh?”

“S-shut up! D-d-don’t judge me” The possum whined to himself, yes, for a priest he had this strange ‘fascination’ with the undead, to the point of carnal desire, actually.

“Well, good for you, then friend~” Vladd snapped his fingers loudly.

And seconds later, Clyde let out a small squeak as he felt a cold, heavy hand landing on his shoulder, looking back and up, he saw this small group of about… four zombies standing there with mystic, necromantic runes on their forehead, proof that they were the bat’s minions, completely naked and sporting some huge boners. “Uhh… V-Vladd?”

“I’m generous, I know. Just go and have fun~” Vladd just waved him off as his zombies dragged the possum, who was already sporting a hard boner and perky nipples, behind some bushes. Soon enough, his whimpers turned to squeals and moans of absolute pleasure as he was ‘violated’ by his friend’s undead minions. “Hmm… gonna have to find someone to attach this thing…” Vladd mused to himself as he held the cock piercing in his head, looking it over.

“I think I was told about someone who can do that in the nearby city” Barnaby suggested as he tapped his chin.

“And how do you know that?” Eivor asked with a small sigh, already guessing the answer.

“A guy I was blowing had some nice piercings and I asked where he got them~!” Was the rabbit’s casual reply in a chipper voice.

And so they have a new destination in mind and possibly the doorway to even more adventures to come.