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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "\tThe cat dove himself through between the monsters and let the yetis swarm past him as he fell to the floor, timing his spell cast just right so that he became momentarily immaterial. Worshiping a goddess of life had its benefits, and being able to bend the rules and put him in a state between life and death was one of the best ones. He could no longer feel the chill of the cavern winds sweeping around him, for instance, nor the icy carved stone tiles underneath. ``You know what to do!'', Elias screamed out as he slashed his way down across the snowman that had rushed up to meet him, his greatsword carving down through its front as the tiger grabbed the monster by the shoulder and forced his blade deeper into its body. The domestic feline watched them all do their best efforts to utterly slice through the collective hordes of monsters that were heading their way. Keloden used his twin rapiers to skewer and stab through each monster that came his way, focusing on ranging out and dueling the sword-wielding snowkin that ducked in between their yeti pack animals and tried to strike at him. The mouse was a duelist, and he was skilled with her chosen means of fighting. They all were, otherwise they would not have been here. The bat behind all of them, Paul, whipped a firestorm into existence up above the icy blue-skinned brigands and fuzzy man-apes that were trying to tear the three of them limb from limb, making them burst out into flames like they had been doused in lamp oil thanks to the fact that, as the chiropteran mage had explained to them all, their bodies had become potentially oversensitive to heat as a side-effect of their evolution out within these frozen wilds. They were all such a fearsome sight to behold once they had gotten into the swing of things and really cranked up the murder-drive.\n\n\tThey were also bait, at the moment. It had been a decision Jake had made. Maybe a risky one, but... He continued to run, not looking back for too long, taking advantage of the great boon that his goddess had given him to make his way unmolested through the tunnels and corridors that had been dug into the mountainside to serve as the Mortuator?s sanctum-fortress. They knew from the battered and broken forces that had returned from the place that the usual undead monstrosities that the Mortuator used as his main forces were probably further inside, that he had bent the otherwise simple-minded snowkin around the mountain into a fighting force using his magical skills to mentally influence them. As it turned out, he could take control of the living and the dead... As he leapt into a wall and let him float past traps and barred entrances, the spectral cat could see their more common enemies wandering the halls, left to stumble along and moan mindlessly as they were left without commands other than to apparently take up space in and guard the lizard?s home... zombies. The cold air around here must have kept the decomposition from settling in, because they seemed rather solid. One or two of them had a limb missing here or there, but otherwise there were little hints on them that they were actually dead... Well, it was obvious that they were dead, of course. The glazed-over eyes, the pale fur and skin, the stiff shuffle that they had as they walked through the hallways would have been easy to make it obvious what they were even if someone had never even seen death before. It was just that they were a far cry from the rotting corpses that they usually mowed down by the dozens. Maybe that was why the lizard had made his home here, it was something of a natural enhancement for his magic...\n\n\tBy the time that the cat made his way to the Mortuator?s inner sanctum chamber, Jake?s spell was starting to fizzle out, and the cat made an effort to get himself onto terra firma before he became corporeal again. The frilled pale white lizard was finishing up a spell, his robed back turned towards a glowing spellbook as he chanted and raised his hands up in the air, a sickly yellow energy swirling around in his clawtips. He was the right kind of distracted, right at the last few syllables of that spell, not to notice as Jake enchanted his own mace with a pale purple energy and then swung hard into the back of his head, hearing a loud crack as it collided. ``Owwww, what the hell!'' The lizard went down hard, twisting onto his back and looking up at the cleric as he began to prepare another spell to blast him off of the face of the earth and send him to his divine goddess? judgement. ``Oi, don?t do that!'' Before Jake could complete the spell, though, the Mortuator threw his hand out and another beam of that yellow energy swirling with lime green dots shot its way into his head. There was a brief flash of pain that left Jake howling as a magical brand that looked all the world like a skull and crossbones appeared on his head. ``Fuck, Thrazerr really wasn?t pulling my leg, you can?t try and conquer a kingdom without some kind of dick with a death wish trying to come and ruin your fun... I should go appease his spirit some more...''\n\n\tThe cat shook his head and tried to get the fire that had seemed to settle within his brain to pour out as he focused hard. ``W-what... what was that?!'' He tried to cast a restoration on himself, but luckily for him the pain seemed to be already ebbing away. Unluckily for him, he had gone through the proper words and syllables and... nothing. No magic. It was like the spell was just not working. ``What did you do to me?!''\n\n\t``Don?t be so overdramatic, just a little...'' He laughed to himself and then winced. ``Just a little curse, I think you fractured my skull... Ugh, I?m going to have to heal myself a bit before my brain starts bleeding.'' He stumbled back onto his feet and started to sway back and forth. ``Yeah, yeah that loss of motor skill constitutes brain damage, hahah, wooooooooow mate... Maybe you won?t be able to cast spells, but you could probably club me to death if you got lucky.''\n\n\t``What do you mean by that?!'' Jake reached into his pack and threw a jar of holy water onto the lizard, watching the breakaway glass crack open as it contacted with his robes and spilled out onto his clothing, soaking in and ensuring that the next magical attack that the cat threw at him would be doubly as painful from the way the blessed fluids would soak into his wounds. \n\n\tThe Mortuator, for his part, looked annoyed at him for a few moments before shaking his robes a little bit and wringing out the coat-ends. ``... So, like I was saying, you?re about as weak as a mewling kitten right now, which... heheh, pretty appropriate, that.'' The lizard reached one of his hands up to his head. After a few seconds of muttering, his head had stopped bleeding and the pained look on his face faded away. ``Haaah... Go ahead. I want you to be clear ?bout this. Take a swing at my face.'' Well, if he was offering to drop his guard for no real reason.... Jake began to chant, but... something was wrong. Had... had he just made him really doubt himself? These powers relied on faith, after all. He started over as the lizard watched him expectantly. Maybe it was just the fact that his energy was too expended on something small, and he needed to try something a bit more simpler. That may have been the ticket...\n\n\tThe frilled necromancer?s eyes widened as he saw the wind kick up around Jake?s white cloak before jumping back as a beam of light centered itself around where he had been standing, shining down through the stone above and castigating the ground in its holy glow. ``Kitten may have some slightly dulled claws!'' It had felt like... Jake?s eyes went wide. It had felt like he had tired himself out doing that, like he had about as much energy now as when he had started adventuring. ``Hahah, still a bit rubbish, though. Try again with the mace.'' Frustrated, he swung out at the lizard?s snout, only to have him catch the handle. ``You?ll find you aren?t as skilled as you used to be, mate. This?ll last you about twenty four hours... enough time for you to get out of here and reconnect to your god. Course, you?ll have to get through my fortress first... that?s where all the fun is.'' He paused for a moment. ``What, did you think that I?d just let you tromp out of here without any struggle? It does cause me problems if you?re alive by the end of all this. We talked face to face, you could go and tell all your friends about me!'' \n\n\tJake thought about it for a moment. Likely death at the hands of the necromancer?s pets... or instant death with the dignity of at least trying to slay the Mortuator? What was the point of dying if it did not help anyone? His goddess would have wanted him to live, no matter what. ``This isn?t over.'' The cat sneered at him before he started to turn. ``I?ll be back soon...''\n\n\tAs he walked towards the door, it opened up for him... and then promptly hit him hard on the ass as it slammed behind him. ``I highly doubt it, try to bite it in a highly entertaining manner! Oh, by the way, I threw one of your chums into the fortress with you so you don?t die immediately, try and find him! It?ll be more fun that way!'' Jake?s breath caught in his throat as he heard that. So, his plan to just get to the entrance they had come in as fast as possible had just died... If there was another one of his friends in here and the lizard was not goading him into stumbling around until he fell on a pit of spikes, not only did he have more of a chance of escaping if he found and relied on them to steer him back, he could not just leave them to die as well. They had been through so much together! No matter what, they would have striven to give everything to save him if he was in mortal danger.\n\n\tThis place was like a maze, though, from what he had seen... and while he had gotten a glimpse of the corridors he had been floating through, he had been bypassing much of it. The full scope of the thing was lost to him, and he was essentially flying blind. What else was he supposed to do, though? Walk back in and beg the lizard to put him out of his misery? He would have to risk it without almost any of his magic. If he was smart and moved fast, he could pull it off... There was one exit that he knew of. Whoever had been thrown in here with him would be heading there too, most likely, if only to try and meet up with whoever had been left behind. When they were split up like this, the rule of thumb was always to converge where they had been together last as a group...\n\n\tThe cat steeled himself and started his long trek upwards, shivering as he pulled the sides of his cloak a little closer. His goddess demanded that he showed off his body at all times in order to showcase his vibrancy and vitality, but the set of leather thigh highs boots and straps that were pulled over his body and that tight blue pouch did little to protect him from the elements more than his own bare fur did. It had been a struggle talking his goddess into allowing him to even walk here with a blanket over his shoulders... Jake watched his breath puff out of him in a hot cloud. Maybe if he started to die of hypothermia, the lizard would save him. Freezing to death was not very entertaining, right?\n\n\tIt was actually rather worrying both how easy it was to pass from floor to floor and how quiet the hallways had become compared to the constant shuffling and moaning that he had heard on the way in. Aside from a spinning saw blade that had nearly managed to catch him before he dove to the floor and a group of skeletons that he just barely managed to strike down with a combination of cantrips and some of his magical energy before they managed to land a single sword strike on him, it seemed like he was coming across more empty corridors and staircases upwards than he was any monsters or traps. Where had all the zombies gone, anyways?\n\n\tHe took a moment to himself to press himself back onto a stone wall and refocus himself as the paranoia got a bit too overwhelming. The cat could have sworn that he had heard groaning a few minutes ago on the floor that he had managed to reach... but was that just paranoia or something else? Right now he needed to trust himself. This place was bound to be as insidious as possible. He had heard groaning, which meant that something was around here, just waiting to stumble out and attack him. He needed to keep his eyes open, because...\n\n\t\"Uhhhhhnh...'' There. That noise behind him. That had to be a few corridors back, right? Maybe in the hallway behind him? It sounded so close...\n\n \t``Hhnnnhhh!'' The breakaway wall behind him shattered as a fox with dulled orange fur and shabby clothes stumbled out of it and grasped him around the neck. Jake yelled as he felt the fox?s teeth press into his cloak, trying to wriggle out of the grasp that those clumsy paws had on his shoulder and neck. The feline did his best to try and pull himself out from the zombie?s grip as it continued to hungrily moan and push itself against him, ripping its way into his cloak and tearing at it with its fingers, but it felt so strong...\n\n \tSlamming his mace into its side seemed to loosen its grip just enough, if only because he had managed to knock it off-balance. ``Huhhhhhhhhhhnnnnh...'' It stumbled to the side as Jake came in for another swing down towards its head, missing wildly as it swung through air a full few seconds too late as the zombie tried desperately to catch its balance. Goddess, it was like several years of his life had been removed from him from the lack of experience he felt at the moment. \n\n He still knew some tricks, at least. With what little magical energies he still had, there were still some things that were available to him. As the zombie started to turn back to him, moaning and drooling as it hungered for his flesh, Jake pulled his arm back and felt his goddess gift him with what holy light she could give him with their strained connection before he threw it forwards as a blinding white ball of glowing shine that blew a hole straight through the fox?s torso and nearly threw him off his feet. Jake started to back up as the fox slowly recovered, readying his mace and swinging it hard enough into the fox?s snout to hear something crack as he lunged forwards before pivoting to the side and then starting to step back...\n\n \tHe realized too late that he had not been keeping track of the space around him and soon was pressed up against the wall again, unable to pull away in time before the fox zombie had grabbed onto his shoulders again. Jake started to bash him against the sides as he tried his best to pull away, but all he got from it was that he had slightly jostled the corpse and broken some of its ribs as it held onto him. He could not move too fast, as the risk of being dragged down was far too great, and he could feel the fox?s cold grip getting tighter on him as it steadied itself...\n\n \tSoon, it was pulling back again and then bringing its open maw down, sinking its fangs deep enough into Jake?s shoulder to draw blood as it chewed on him. Giving a scream, he found the strength to pull himself out of its grip and then fall to the floor before getting up onto his hands and feet and crawling away for a second before breaking into a sprint away from the shambling corpse that was still coming towards him, that glassy unfocused look still locked in its eyes as Jake ran away hard enough to push it out of view.\"\tHe could see more zombies pushing out from the walls now as he cast a spell to close his wound, using up the rest of his magical energies... The pain still lingered deep within him, though, slowly fading away as he found a storage room to throw himself in to hide for a few moments as he got his breathing down to an acceptable level and then tried his best to still his beating heart. They had never figured out exactly how these zombies tracked, but... generally, they had a tough time following someone once they had pushed out of sight.\n\n\tHe took a deep exhale... then another... then another... Able to feel something pushing through his body now as he sat there. Pulsing from just underneath the healed bite mark on his shoulder, flooding through him like chill water that left him momentarily trembling. ``Oh no...'' It had happened a couple times before, when they had been fighting zombies. Their creator had blessed them with an enchantment that made it so that sometimes their bites transmitted a magic-based illness into their victims. Left untreated, it would...\n\n\tJake shook his head, trying to ignore the fact that he was breaking out into a slight sweat despite the chill in the air as the pain in his shoulder faded away and the feeling of that fluidic force pouring through his body turned into background noise. It would not come to that. Usually, he would just take care of this with his spells, burning the disease right out of his body with just a bit of spent power, but they had other means of taking care of this kind of problem. He had to be closer to his friends, right? It took time for that to happen, and he would be out of here and able to help himself to a cure for this disease soon. He got himself up to his feet and...\n\n\tWow, the room was spinning for a little bit there as he felt a subtle exhaustion begin to work its way through his body and make itself more and more known by the second. Nothing new. He had been through this before. They all had. Nothing to fear. This would be like all those other times. Just needed to get out of here. The cat wiped those first few beads of sweat off of his forehead before continuing on, quickening his pace into a jog. Joke was on the zombies right now. They had shown themselves to him! Now he could just... now...\n\n\t``Phew.'' Jake had to lean up against the wall as he huffed out a breath and continued to walk. It was not the fact that perhaps the Mortuator had given his zombie guards a more virulent strain of that magically created plague. He would have known if something was wrong. This... Jake pushed away from the wall and stumbled on his feet for a few moments before he was able to continue walking once more, a mild ache in his arms and legs making him feel as if he had just run a mile from that brisk jog away from the storeroom. This was nothing. He could handle this. There was a subtle rasp in the back of his throat as he took a deep inhale, his cheeks staying a little sunken in as he exhaled once more.\n\n\tOf course, the Mortuator did not have mirrors in his mountain fort. There was a particular set of folklore about mirrors being able to entrap the reanimative energies of the undead within them that were mostly untrue aside from when they were used by a person of great faith. The lizard had probably not wanted to risk it, that or he had self-image issues. Whatever the case, if Jake were able to look at himself in one right now, all of that denial about his state would have fallen aside just from looking at himself. His eyes were starting to get slightly baggy and increasingly hard to keep open beyond being half-lidded as his shoulders started to naturally slump down, and there was a vague dullness beginning to settle around his normally crystal blue eyes, like the spark to them was starting to fade out. There were more things, too. As he walked, he noticed that he was starting to feel more and more weary with exhaustion, but he was not able to pick up on the pattern that came with his movements, the way that it lessened to a heavy tiredness when he slowed down to a walk and intensified into a feeling like he had not slept in days. His range of movement was slowly being impinged upon by his body as it was starting to slowly succumb to changes that were being gradually wrought through it, the dark energy that had gathered inside of him from that bite starting to pulse and spread outwards. Eventually, as he moved down the corridors and climbed those spiral staircases, he started to naturally gravitate towards moving at a slow walk. No need to tire himself out even further than he already was. As he continued to step forwards, little strands of hair began to fall out of his tail and across his coat.\n\n\t``U-uh?'' The cat stopped at the top of a flight of stairs and let out a shuddering wheeze of a breath, failing to realize that his features were becoming more gaunt, his fur slightly thinned out and revealing skin stretched more taut against a slightly thinned body. ``Umm...'' Where was he? How many floors had he gone up? He knew that he was going up, but... he had not been keeping track of where he had been going for a while. When he saw a staircase, he took it. When he saw a hallway, he walked down it, looked for another staircase, then either took that staircase or kept going. With the way that everything looked the same around here, that was normal, right? He was making okay time, he was sure of it... The feline?s fur had always been grey, but anyone who had been watching him... namely, a certain person... could tell that the shade of it was starting to slowly begin to trend towards a paler, less lustrous whitish-grey, and his dark markings were losing their pure black coloration as they began to muddle out to a dingy shade. For anyone else, they would have been in far dire straits. The dark magic coiled through his body, surging through his form, twisting and winding and choking around the diminished attachment he had at the moment to his goddess as it worked its way through his form. A few minutes after realizing that he was slightly confused about how far and how long he had been traveling, the cat could hear a series of subtle pops and crunches work their way through his body as his bones began to grow more rigid by the second. Soon, his movements were growing more stiff as a result. His hand clung his mace, gripping tighter even as his arm swung stiffly at his side. He could hear his neck crack loudly as he twisted his head from side to side. The cat?s paws shifted from that vibrant pink to something a little more like a light strawberry shade as he started to occasionally break into a light shuffle, reaching down to try and work his boots off and having more and more trouble with it by the second. It was like his hands were having trouble grasping and bending... or letting go of that mace, for that matter. It took him a full few minutes to slip them into the boots and help pull them off, and even more to grasp his mace up again. Getting the strap on his wrist helped... In the meanwhile, as he had sat there, he could hear the groans of more of those zombies in the distance. They were a far off concern though... nothing to worry about. A few locks of hair came loose from his head as he slowly got up back onto his feet and continued to shuffle along. Needed to... keep going...\n\n\tHe was still burning up, even if he had goosebumps all over him. It was not anything he could not handle, though. With every breath, his cheeks were getting that much more gaunt, those rings under his eyes turning into grooves as his eyes sunk back into his head further. He was starting to breathe with his mouth open now, a little bit of drool running down his chin as he slowly worked his way forwards. Fear was gone, replaced with a numbness that had begun to slowly settle into his head to anything other than his goal of getting back to... his... ``Mmmmh...'' His friends. He had stopped thinking about the chill around him ages ago. That weakened cord of silvery light inside of him was starting to fade as the disease wrapped around it and choked and bent it between itself while claiming more and more of his body, beginning to slowly shut things off and replace it with its own twisted enchantment. At some point, his eyes started to become glossy as he heard a voice nearby... not another moan, more...\n\n\t``Oh my gods, Jake?!'' The bat ran up to him and took him by the hands, nearly knocking him off-balance as he struggled to try and speak back to Paul. ``Did you kill him? Is he dead? You look awful, what did he do to you?''\n\n\t``Feel... really hot.'' The cat was surprised by the way his voice cracked, making him sound nearly guttural or like he had not had a drop of water in a week. ``He limited my spells... hard to think...''\n\n\t``Oh shit, he feebleminded you?'' Paul frowned. Something about the way he looked... There was another voice in his head. ``I knew this was a bad idea.'' No, not that voice. That was Paul. Jake brought up a hand and gently mashed it into his forehead, the heat starting to ebb away as well as he tried to shake out those thoughts. It was more like an incoherent whisper in the back of his mind, followed by a giggle. He knew who that was... well, he should have, but it was hard to focus. ``We?re going to have to go back down the mountain and gather more allies for this, I think. Maybe just rest. Rethink this.'' Paul had always been one to talk too much, almost like he liked to hear the sound of his own voice... and not pay attention to what was going on around him in the process. The cat could feel something deep inside him start to wobble and bend as it was gripped tight, that dark magic clouding over it. ``You look like you really need a nap, anyways. I guess I was the lucky one, even though I just got thrown into a deathtrap and had to teleport myself out.'' Jake gritted his fangs, practically the only thing on his body that actually was gleaming in the magical illumination around the corridors at this point, his black spots now a dull grey and his grey fur now a shade like old elephant skin. ``Wouldn?t be useful at all if I was feebleminded, but at least you have that big mace.'' That metaphysical pressure grew, until... ``How are you doing anyways? Do you think that you could walk?'' \n\n\tSNAP. Jake?s eyes went unfocused as that silver cord of his goddess? divine presence was broken and floated out of him, replaced by that infection that coursed through him unchecked. ``U-uhhhhnh...'' \n\n\tHis pupils grew more and more uncloudy as he heard the snicker in the back of his head again. ``Had a bit too much trouble with that infection, huh?'' An image of the lizard?s cock, exposed and waiting for him, popped into his head. His mouth began to water as his shaft immediately started to thicken up in his pouch. ``Yeah, that?s it. Feel that rigor mortis start to settle in around your rod.'' The cat?s shaft was soon rock-hard and would stay that way as his chest stopped rising and falling. ``There?s a good zombie. Why don?t you just do what you do best and I?ll call you back to pasture soon, hmm?''\n\n\tThe bat continued to wave his hand in front of the drooling, vacant-eyed cat. ``Hellooooooo? I?m still talking to you.'' Jake gave a small grunt as he looked up to him. He... he just had this overwhelming urge to reach out right now and... but he was his friend, right? Maybe? It was hard to tell... but harder to fight what he was feeling as the bat grabbed him by the arm and started to tug him along. ``Okay, I think if I take some time I can divine...''\n\n\tThe urges won out in the end, and Jake found himself diving forwards onto the bat and pushing him to the ground as he bit him hard on the neck, enough to break the skin. ``Augh, h-hey!'' Seconds later, Paul had puffed away from him in a cloud of blue smoke before appearing several feet away from him. Jake groaned and started to crawl after him, only to feel the mage put his boot on his face and keep him away as he uselessly scrabbled against his boot. Needed to... find his friends... find his friends... ``Don?t worry! I?ll be back soon, I can uh...'' He grimaced as Jake continued to chomp down on his shoe. ``I can fix this!''\n\n\t``Hahaha, what?s he gonna do, mate? Make you not a member of the walking dead?'' Jake moaned softly as the bat ran off from him. ``Turn you into a rabbit or something? You?re mine now. And so is he, soon...'' Jake was not able to think too hard about these sorts of things. His consciousness had been trapped in his body, but it was locked in sort of a half-conscious state of being thanks to the sheer degradation in intelligence that had been going on inside of his head. When the Mortuator spoke to him now, it was like his words were substituting for his thoughts. ``We?ll see him again soon enough. Come back down here, dummy. I have something you can do while we wait...'' The pale cat slowly rose up onto his feet once again before stumbling off, laser focused towards the nearest set of stairs and heading back to his... to his master. That was one of the few things that his clouded, deteriorated mind could clearly understand. The lizard was his master now... and he needed to serve him with all his ability.\n\n\tHe would. An hour later, the lizard had his thighs pressed against his face as he fucked Jake?s muzzle. ``G-Gods, I know you have a thing for putting the flesh of the living in your mouth, but this is...'' Jake lathered and suckled and licked at the smooth shaft in his maw, unaware of the fact that his cheeks were starting to glow. ``You must have worshiped a goddess of love or something, mate. Only explanation for having the kind of muscle memory you have with a cock and still being a cleric.'' That heavy shaft pulsed and wobbled in his maw for a few good moments before the Mortuator pulled himself out from the cat?s maw and then motioned for him to turn around. He could only obey, and as he got onto his hands and knees he could feel the lizard ram both that cock and enchantment into him hard, his climax soon following, the warmth that came with it lost to his numbed body as that glow seeped over him and seed spilled into his inner cavern. ``H-Haaaah... aaah, aaaaaaaaah....'' The frilled lizard gasped and leaned forwards slightly onto the zombified cat as he emptied out into Jake?s backside, occasionally giving another light thrust and fucking himself in deeper. ``So tight, too. Mmmmh... you?re going to work wonderfully...''\n\n\tThe door flung open, and Paul seemed to groan in response to seeing the two of them as he slowly dragged Elias and Keloden behind him, unholy strength flowing through the mage bat?s form and allowing him to drag the unconscious massive tiger and mouse with him as he slowly ambled towards the chains on one of the sanctum?s walls and began to bind them to it. ``It?s been a while since I?ve had a full party of adventurers to play around with...'' The Mortuator grinned wide enough to show off those sharp teeth as he looked between his two new zombies. ``Mmmmh. I am going to get nothing done for the next month or two, but I deserve a break from turning the world into my sepulcher anyways.'' He gently papped the cat on the ass, making that butt wobble slightly. ``Come on now, get off. I have to apply the Curse of the Hungry Void to your friend too now.'' Jake sloooooowly pulled himself off of the lizard, making him gasp and shiver as his tight tunnel gripped him the entire way back. When he finally popped off of the reptile?s cock, there was a little dribble of jizz that flowed out of him. For someone who was focused on necromantic magic, the caster was very productive... ``Y?know, I don?t know why it is my libido?s like this.'' He motioned Paul over, and the bat assumed the same position that Jake had been in a few seconds ago as the Mortuator slipped himself in deep. ``I-I... mmmfh...'' He began to thrust in hard, carelessly, the bat?s face blank as his body was fucked. ``I could say that it?s a side-effect of all this dark magic, but that?s bollocks when there?s the much simpler answer that I don?t get out much and evil is sexy. G-Godsdamn, were none of you shagging each other? You?re all so...'' He gasped and shivered as he leaned himself over the bat hard. ``Tight. Like a glove...'' Jake sat there, obediently waiting for another order, his cock still twitching and perpetually stiff as the Mortuator?s cream streamed out of his hole. He would always be like that from now on, rock-solid no matter what was going on, like an animate sex-toy, a perpetual bottom. There was a loud yell from behind Jake as his friends woke up, the first thing they saw being their friend getting penetrated by that lizard. The Mortuator just laughed as they looked at him, horrified. ``Don?t worry, he?ll be helping you out next. J-Just need to... hnnnfh...'' The lizard pointed to the cat. ``Hey, Jake. Go take care of your fellow feline. Make sure that he cums loads into you.'' Jake swayed a little as he got up again and steadily headed up to the big, musclebound tiger. Needed to make sure he came loads... as much as he could. Needed to make him cum...\n\n\tAs Elias told him that they would all get out of here and resurrect him at a local temple, the cat began to clumsily stroke and rub at his chest with one hand while pawing at his ripped trousers with the other, slowly nudging his cock out from its confines before turning himself around and pressing his full rear up against it. While he was not entirely able to feel much at all, there was a certain tingle that pushed through him as he was filled by the tiger?s big shaft that approached arousal that he instinctively needed more of. While he did not have the mental capacity to understand it, the zombified feline was naturally a size queen thanks to his conditions, and his otherwise clumsy and slow body started to move as fast as it could as he worked his ass back against the muscular and well-endowed tiger?s shaft and began to bounce hard on it. He could hear the mouse next to him telling the tiger that he had an extremely bad feeling about what was going on and told Elias not to climax, and the tiger shouted back that he would try his best, but it was so difficult... If he was able to follow along with what was being said, Jake would have blushed as the tiger stated that he would have wanted this to happen with the cleric of their group in any other way, but it was happening nonetheless. ``Don?t worry, when you?re both under my control I?ll... o-ooooh...'' The Mortuator?s hips slapped hard against Paul?s backside as he worked his ass, gripping at the sides of his dull brown fuzz. ``I-I?ll make sure you fuck each other all the time...'' Elias grimaced and shuddered at that as Jake felt him start to squeeze in on himself a little bit, his muscles clenching as he seemed to try and limit his own pleasure. He did not know it yet, but thanks to the Mortuator?s magic, Elias? life force was trailing straight down to his sack, condensing itself there with every little bit of pleasure he felt. It may have been happening slowly right now, and he may have tried to stop it, but it was happening all the same. Elias? attempts to calm himself down were like trying to stopper up a dam that was breaking apart with his bare hands. With every slip and slide down the tiger?s heavy rod, Jake was milking him, finding himself beginning to take on a new single-minded focus as he chased the pleasure that that thick member promised him. He wanted to feel that again... he needed to feel... and the larger that that member swelled inside of him, the more that he could...\n\n\tAs Jake sped up on slamming himself back into the tiger?s body, the Mortuator was doing the same, utterly pounding Paul with all the abandon of someone fucking a tight hole that did not want anything but to serve its master and animator. By this point, he was yelling out how much he was enjoying his new catches, and Keloden was starting to realize that he would be next with panicked whines and squirms... and a growing erection in his pants. The lizard stopped, laughed, and told Paul that he had an idea. Minutes later, Keloden found himself the forced second outer layer of a bat sandwich. ``I?ve never tried anything like this before, but if I?m right, mate, this?ll skip the enchantment process and turn this into a direct transfer! The second you climax it?s goodbye adventuring and hello patrolling my estate!'' The mouse tried to pull his hips back, but that only made Paul press closer towards his base, and soon Keloden could not control himself anymore, no matter how dire the consequences for blowing a load inside of the bat would have been. It helped that Paul was putting that tongue, once eloquent and easily able to cast spells but still just enough dextrous to wrap around something, to good use on his member. Soon, the mouse was gasping and fucking himself into the grip of Paul?s tongue as it coiled around his member like a snake, twisting and basting it in saliva as the Mortuator slammed himself into the zombie?s backside over and over, pushing him up closer to Keloden?s crotch. \n\n\tMeanwhile, Elias? own will was starting to fade as he admitted that he would probably not get another chance like this and he just needed to take advantage of it while the opportunity was there. As Jake pistoned himself back against the tiger?s shaft in search of that intense stretch, Elias began to aid him in his need by slamming himself forwards and letting himself start to spill out into Jake?s tailhole as the cat started to pin him back to the wall, utterly grinding and bouncing on him with a fury that almost neared what Jake would have been able to put out if this was taking place in better times. He had an entirely different kind of hunger right now, and Elias was getting ready to give it as he desperately planted himself in as far as he could and pulled Jake?s tailhole wide around his base...\n\n\tKeloden was nearing the rush of climax too as the lizard laughed at him and told him it was almost like he wanted to give up, he was so horny to cum. The mouse?s tail twitched and desperately flicked back and forth as Paul?s tongue twisted around his member, making sure that he was getting constant attention, constant pleasure, utterly lost to his own sensations as Paul gave him quite literally the mouthfuck of his life...\n\n\tThanks to that attention and underlying attraction that the tiger had for him, even in this state, Jake managed to bring the big feline to orgasm before Keloden. The big cat let out a hiss as he took one last thrust forwards and Jake felt his cock pulse and tense and begin to let loose that first big rope of cream. That was not to say that the mouse was far behind, though. The noises that that bat?s tongue were making as they curled and undulated around his cock were getting more and more wet as it curled and teased and tickled at his member, and soon the mouse was closing his eyes and gasping needily as his life force pooled up inside of his member before rocketing out into the bat?s waiting maw. ``Fuuuuuck yessssssss!'', the lizard hissed out as he gripped tight to the sides of the bat and watched as Elias? and Keloden?s eyes pulled wide open, yellow light pushing out of their eyes and mouths like searchlight beacons as they sagged in their bonds, spurting out with every thick rope their resistance to that dark magic that was pouring into their body... Jake?s mouth stretched into a slight smile as Elias pulsed into him with every throb. Beyond the pleasurable tingle of being filled, there was another pleasure, this one more easily felt... It was such a rush to drain someone like this, and some part of Jake that was lucid enough to grasp onto it hoped for more...\n\n\tStill, for the moment, he was focused on still squishing back against Elias? wet shaft even as the tiger had nothing to give him while the Mortuator came and pulled him down, carefully setting the large undead down on the floor. ``You know, you?re all so sexy, maybe I?ll just keep you around in my sanctum as eye candy instead of wasting your bodies wandering around the halls...''\n\n\tThat actually turned out to be just what he did. Even with all the cold air roaming through the halls and keeping things freshly preserved, there was too much risk of damaging the four of them to relegate them to simple guard duty. Jake soon found himself having most of his holes stuffed every other day, either by Elias or one of the other former adventurers or by the Mortuator himself using him as a place to dump his loads in between researching and ordering his minions around through the world and defending his keep from other would-be adventurers. Maybe, someday, another party would come and absolutely wipe the floor with the lizard before rescuing the four of them and taking them to be resurrected...\n\n\tFor right now, though, Master had to be obeyed... and Jake often found himself underneath the necromancer?s spellcasting table as he was doing research, idly fucking the zombie?s face and dumping yet another load down into the cat?s body, doing what he did best. Obeying, by being an eager, unthing, unliving hole. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tThe cat dove himself through between the monsters and let the yetis swarm past him as he fell to the floor, timing his spell cast just right so that he became momentarily immaterial. Worshiping a goddess of life had its benefits, and being able to bend the rules and put him in a state between life and death was one of the best ones. He could no longer feel the chill of the cavern winds sweeping around him, for instance, nor the icy carved stone tiles underneath. ``You know what to do!'', Elias screamed out as he slashed his way down across the snowman that had rushed up to meet him, his greatsword carving down through its front as the tiger grabbed the monster by the shoulder and forced his blade deeper into its body. The domestic feline watched them all do their best efforts to utterly slice through the collective hordes of monsters that were heading their way. Keloden used his twin rapiers to skewer and stab through each monster that came his way, focusing on ranging out and dueling the sword-wielding snowkin that ducked in between their yeti pack animals and tried to strike at him. The mouse was a duelist, and he was skilled with her chosen means of fighting. They all were, otherwise they would not have been here. The bat behind all of them, Paul, whipped a firestorm into existence up above the icy blue-skinned brigands and fuzzy man-apes that were trying to tear the three of them limb from limb, making them burst out into flames like they had been doused in lamp oil thanks to the fact that, as the chiropteran mage had explained to them all, their bodies had become potentially oversensitive to heat as a side-effect of their evolution out within these frozen wilds. They were all such a fearsome sight to behold once they had gotten into the swing of things and really cranked up the murder-drive.

\tThey were also bait, at the moment. It had been a decision Jake had made. Maybe a risky one, but... He continued to run, not looking back for too long, taking advantage of the great boon that his goddess had given him to make his way unmolested through the tunnels and corridors that had been dug into the mountainside to serve as the Mortuator?s sanctum-fortress. They knew from the battered and broken forces that had returned from the place that the usual undead monstrosities that the Mortuator used as his main forces were probably further inside, that he had bent the otherwise simple-minded snowkin around the mountain into a fighting force using his magical skills to mentally influence them. As it turned out, he could take control of the living and the dead... As he leapt into a wall and let him float past traps and barred entrances, the spectral cat could see their more common enemies wandering the halls, left to stumble along and moan mindlessly as they were left without commands other than to apparently take up space in and guard the lizard?s home... zombies. The cold air around here must have kept the decomposition from settling in, because they seemed rather solid. One or two of them had a limb missing here or there, but otherwise there were little hints on them that they were actually dead... Well, it was obvious that they were dead, of course. The glazed-over eyes, the pale fur and skin, the stiff shuffle that they had as they walked through the hallways would have been easy to make it obvious what they were even if someone had never even seen death before. It was just that they were a far cry from the rotting corpses that they usually mowed down by the dozens. Maybe that was why the lizard had made his home here, it was something of a natural enhancement for his magic...

\tBy the time that the cat made his way to the Mortuator?s inner sanctum chamber, Jake?s spell was starting to fizzle out, and the cat made an effort to get himself onto terra firma before he became corporeal again. The frilled pale white lizard was finishing up a spell, his robed back turned towards a glowing spellbook as he chanted and raised his hands up in the air, a sickly yellow energy swirling around in his clawtips. He was the right kind of distracted, right at the last few syllables of that spell, not to notice as Jake enchanted his own mace with a pale purple energy and then swung hard into the back of his head, hearing a loud crack as it collided. ``Owwww, what the hell!'' The lizard went down hard, twisting onto his back and looking up at the cleric as he began to prepare another spell to blast him off of the face of the earth and send him to his divine goddess? judgement. ``Oi, don?t do that!'' Before Jake could complete the spell, though, the Mortuator threw his hand out and another beam of that yellow energy swirling with lime green dots shot its way into his head. There was a brief flash of pain that left Jake howling as a magical brand that looked all the world like a skull and crossbones appeared on his head. ``Fuck, Thrazerr really wasn?t pulling my leg, you can?t try and conquer a kingdom without some kind of dick with a death wish trying to come and ruin your fun... I should go appease his spirit some more...''

\tThe cat shook his head and tried to get the fire that had seemed to settle within his brain to pour out as he focused hard. ``W-what... what was that?!'' He tried to cast a restoration on himself, but luckily for him the pain seemed to be already ebbing away. Unluckily for him, he had gone through the proper words and syllables and... nothing. No magic. It was like the spell was just not working. ``What did you do to me?!''

\t``Don?t be so overdramatic, just a little...'' He laughed to himself and then winced. ``Just a little curse, I think you fractured my skull... Ugh, I?m going to have to heal myself a bit before my brain starts bleeding.'' He stumbled back onto his feet and started to sway back and forth. ``Yeah, yeah that loss of motor skill constitutes brain damage, hahah, wooooooooow mate... Maybe you won?t be able to cast spells, but you could probably club me to death if you got lucky.''

\t``What do you mean by that?!'' Jake reached into his pack and threw a jar of holy water onto the lizard, watching the breakaway glass crack open as it contacted with his robes and spilled out onto his clothing, soaking in and ensuring that the next magical attack that the cat threw at him would be doubly as painful from the way the blessed fluids would soak into his wounds.

\tThe Mortuator, for his part, looked annoyed at him for a few moments before shaking his robes a little bit and wringing out the coat-ends. ``... So, like I was saying, you?re about as weak as a mewling kitten right now, which... heheh, pretty appropriate, that.'' The lizard reached one of his hands up to his head. After a few seconds of muttering, his head had stopped bleeding and the pained look on his face faded away. ``Haaah... Go ahead. I want you to be clear ?bout this. Take a swing at my face.'' Well, if he was offering to drop his guard for no real reason.... Jake began to chant, but... something was wrong. Had... had he just made him really doubt himself? These powers relied on faith, after all. He started over as the lizard watched him expectantly. Maybe it was just the fact that his energy was too expended on something small, and he needed to try something a bit more simpler. That may have been the ticket...

\tThe frilled necromancer?s eyes widened as he saw the wind kick up around Jake?s white cloak before jumping back as a beam of light centered itself around where he had been standing, shining down through the stone above and castigating the ground in its holy glow. ``Kitten may have some slightly dulled claws!'' It had felt like... Jake?s eyes went wide. It had felt like he had tired himself out doing that, like he had about as much energy now as when he had started adventuring. ``Hahah, still a bit rubbish, though. Try again with the mace.'' Frustrated, he swung out at the lizard?s snout, only to have him catch the handle. ``You?ll find you aren?t as skilled as you used to be, mate. This?ll last you about twenty four hours... enough time for you to get out of here and reconnect to your god. Course, you?ll have to get through my fortress first... that?s where all the fun is.'' He paused for a moment. ``What, did you think that I?d just let you tromp out of here without any struggle? It does cause me problems if you?re alive by the end of all this. We talked face to face, you could go and tell all your friends about me!''

\tJake thought about it for a moment. Likely death at the hands of the necromancer?s pets... or instant death with the dignity of at least trying to slay the Mortuator? What was the point of dying if it did not help anyone? His goddess would have wanted him to live, no matter what. ``This isn?t over.'' The cat sneered at him before he started to turn. ``I?ll be back soon...''

\tAs he walked towards the door, it opened up for him... and then promptly hit him hard on the ass as it slammed behind him. ``I highly doubt it, try to bite it in a highly entertaining manner! Oh, by the way, I threw one of your chums into the fortress with you so you don?t die immediately, try and find him! It?ll be more fun that way!'' Jake?s breath caught in his throat as he heard that. So, his plan to just get to the entrance they had come in as fast as possible had just died... If there was another one of his friends in here and the lizard was not goading him into stumbling around until he fell on a pit of spikes, not only did he have more of a chance of escaping if he found and relied on them to steer him back, he could not just leave them to die as well. They had been through so much together! No matter what, they would have striven to give everything to save him if he was in mortal danger.

\tThis place was like a maze, though, from what he had seen... and while he had gotten a glimpse of the corridors he had been floating through, he had been bypassing much of it. The full scope of the thing was lost to him, and he was essentially flying blind. What else was he supposed to do, though? Walk back in and beg the lizard to put him out of his misery? He would have to risk it without almost any of his magic. If he was smart and moved fast, he could pull it off... There was one exit that he knew of. Whoever had been thrown in here with him would be heading there too, most likely, if only to try and meet up with whoever had been left behind. When they were split up like this, the rule of thumb was always to converge where they had been together last as a group...

\tThe cat steeled himself and started his long trek upwards, shivering as he pulled the sides of his cloak a little closer. His goddess demanded that he showed off his body at all times in order to showcase his vibrancy and vitality, but the set of leather thigh highs boots and straps that were pulled over his body and that tight blue pouch did little to protect him from the elements more than his own bare fur did. It had been a struggle talking his goddess into allowing him to even walk here with a blanket over his shoulders... Jake watched his breath puff out of him in a hot cloud. Maybe if he started to die of hypothermia, the lizard would save him. Freezing to death was not very entertaining, right?

\tIt was actually rather worrying both how easy it was to pass from floor to floor and how quiet the hallways had become compared to the constant shuffling and moaning that he had heard on the way in. Aside from a spinning saw blade that had nearly managed to catch him before he dove to the floor and a group of skeletons that he just barely managed to strike down with a combination of cantrips and some of his magical energy before they managed to land a single sword strike on him, it seemed like he was coming across more empty corridors and staircases upwards than he was any monsters or traps. Where had all the zombies gone, anyways?

\tHe took a moment to himself to press himself back onto a stone wall and refocus himself as the paranoia got a bit too overwhelming. The cat could have sworn that he had heard groaning a few minutes ago on the floor that he had managed to reach... but was that just paranoia or something else? Right now he needed to trust himself. This place was bound to be as insidious as possible. He had heard groaning, which meant that something was around here, just waiting to stumble out and attack him. He needed to keep his eyes open, because...

\t"Uhhhhhnh...'' There. That noise behind him. That had to be a few corridors back, right? Maybe in the hallway behind him? It sounded so close...

 \t``Hhnnnhhh!'' The breakaway wall behind him shattered as a fox with dulled orange fur and shabby clothes stumbled out of it and grasped him around the neck. Jake yelled as he felt the fox?s teeth press into his cloak, trying to wriggle out of the grasp that those clumsy paws had on his shoulder and neck. The feline did his best to try and pull himself out from the zombie?s grip as it continued to hungrily moan and push itself against him, ripping its way into his cloak and tearing at it with its fingers, but it felt so strong...

 \tSlamming his mace into its side seemed to loosen its grip just enough, if only because he had managed to knock it off-balance. ``Huhhhhhhhhhhnnnnh...'' It stumbled to the side as Jake came in for another swing down towards its head, missing wildly as it swung through air a full few seconds too late as the zombie tried desperately to catch its balance. Goddess, it was like several years of his life had been removed from him from the lack of experience he felt at the moment.

 He still knew some tricks, at least. With what little magical energies he still had, there were still some things that were available to him. As the zombie started to turn back to him, moaning and drooling as it hungered for his flesh, Jake pulled his arm back and felt his goddess gift him with what holy light she could give him with their strained connection before he threw it forwards as a blinding white ball of glowing shine that blew a hole straight through the fox?s torso and nearly threw him off his feet. Jake started to back up as the fox slowly recovered, readying his mace and swinging it hard enough into the fox?s snout to hear something crack as he lunged forwards before pivoting to the side and then starting to step back...

 \tHe realized too late that he had not been keeping track of the space around him and soon was pressed up against the wall again, unable to pull away in time before the fox zombie had grabbed onto his shoulders again. Jake started to bash him against the sides as he tried his best to pull away, but all he got from it was that he had slightly jostled the corpse and broken some of its ribs as it held onto him. He could not move too fast, as the risk of being dragged down was far too great, and he could feel the fox?s cold grip getting tighter on him as it steadied itself...

 \tSoon, it was pulling back again and then bringing its open maw down, sinking its fangs deep enough into Jake?s shoulder to draw blood as it chewed on him. Giving a scream, he found the strength to pull himself out of its grip and then fall to the floor before getting up onto his hands and feet and crawling away for a second before breaking into a sprint away from the shambling corpse that was still coming towards him, that glassy unfocused look still locked in its eyes as Jake ran away hard enough to push it out of view."\tHe could see more zombies pushing out from the walls now as he cast a spell to close his wound, using up the rest of his magical energies... The pain still lingered deep within him, though, slowly fading away as he found a storage room to throw himself in to hide for a few moments as he got his breathing down to an acceptable level and then tried his best to still his beating heart. They had never figured out exactly how these zombies tracked, but... generally, they had a tough time following someone once they had pushed out of sight.

\tHe took a deep exhale... then another... then another... Able to feel something pushing through his body now as he sat there. Pulsing from just underneath the healed bite mark on his shoulder, flooding through him like chill water that left him momentarily trembling. ``Oh no...'' It had happened a couple times before, when they had been fighting zombies. Their creator had blessed them with an enchantment that made it so that sometimes their bites transmitted a magic-based illness into their victims. Left untreated, it would...

\tJake shook his head, trying to ignore the fact that he was breaking out into a slight sweat despite the chill in the air as the pain in his shoulder faded away and the feeling of that fluidic force pouring through his body turned into background noise. It would not come to that. Usually, he would just take care of this with his spells, burning the disease right out of his body with just a bit of spent power, but they had other means of taking care of this kind of problem. He had to be closer to his friends, right? It took time for that to happen, and he would be out of here and able to help himself to a cure for this disease soon. He got himself up to his feet and...

\tWow, the room was spinning for a little bit there as he felt a subtle exhaustion begin to work its way through his body and make itself more and more known by the second. Nothing new. He had been through this before. They all had. Nothing to fear. This would be like all those other times. Just needed to get out of here. The cat wiped those first few beads of sweat off of his forehead before continuing on, quickening his pace into a jog. Joke was on the zombies right now. They had shown themselves to him! Now he could just... now...

\t``Phew.'' Jake had to lean up against the wall as he huffed out a breath and continued to walk. It was not the fact that perhaps the Mortuator had given his zombie guards a more virulent strain of that magically created plague. He would have known if something was wrong. This... Jake pushed away from the wall and stumbled on his feet for a few moments before he was able to continue walking once more, a mild ache in his arms and legs making him feel as if he had just run a mile from that brisk jog away from the storeroom. This was nothing. He could handle this. There was a subtle rasp in the back of his throat as he took a deep inhale, his cheeks staying a little sunken in as he exhaled once more.

\tOf course, the Mortuator did not have mirrors in his mountain fort. There was a particular set of folklore about mirrors being able to entrap the reanimative energies of the undead within them that were mostly untrue aside from when they were used by a person of great faith. The lizard had probably not wanted to risk it, that or he had self-image issues. Whatever the case, if Jake were able to look at himself in one right now, all of that denial about his state would have fallen aside just from looking at himself. His eyes were starting to get slightly baggy and increasingly hard to keep open beyond being half-lidded as his shoulders started to naturally slump down, and there was a vague dullness beginning to settle around  his normally crystal blue eyes, like the spark to them was starting to fade out. There were more things, too. As he walked, he noticed that he was starting to feel more and more weary with exhaustion, but he was not able to pick up on the pattern that came with his movements, the way that it lessened to a heavy tiredness when he slowed down to a walk and intensified into a feeling like he had not slept in days. His range of movement was slowly being impinged upon by his body as it was starting to slowly succumb to changes that were being gradually wrought through it, the dark energy that had gathered inside of him from that bite starting to pulse and spread outwards. Eventually, as he moved down the corridors and climbed those spiral staircases, he started to naturally gravitate towards moving at a slow walk. No need to tire himself out even further than he already was. As he continued to step forwards, little strands of hair began to fall out of his tail and across his coat.

\t``U-uh?'' The cat stopped at the top of a flight of stairs and let out a shuddering wheeze of a breath, failing to realize that his features were becoming more gaunt, his fur slightly thinned out and revealing skin stretched more taut against a slightly thinned body. ``Umm...'' Where was he? How many floors had he gone up? He knew that he was going up, but... he had not been keeping track of where he had been going for a while. When he saw a staircase, he took it. When he saw a hallway, he walked down it, looked for another staircase, then either took that staircase or kept going. With the way that everything looked the same around here, that was normal, right? He was making okay time, he was sure of it... The feline?s fur had always been grey, but anyone who had been watching him... namely, a certain person... could tell that the shade of it was starting to slowly begin to trend towards a paler, less lustrous whitish-grey, and his dark markings were losing their pure black coloration as they began to muddle out to a dingy shade. For anyone else, they would have been in far dire straits. The dark magic coiled through his body, surging through his form, twisting and winding and choking around the diminished attachment he had at the moment to his goddess as it worked its way through his form. A few minutes after realizing that he was slightly confused about how far and how long he had been traveling, the cat could hear a series of subtle pops and crunches work their way through his body as his bones began to grow more rigid by the second. Soon, his movements were growing more stiff as a result. His hand clung his mace, gripping tighter even as his arm swung stiffly at his side. He could hear his neck crack loudly as he twisted his head from side to side. The cat?s paws shifted from that vibrant pink to something a little more like a light strawberry shade as he started to occasionally break into a light shuffle, reaching down to try and work his boots off and having more and more trouble with it by the second. It was like his hands were having trouble grasping and bending... or letting go of that mace, for that matter. It took him a full few minutes to slip them into the boots and help pull them off, and even more to grasp his mace up again. Getting the strap on his wrist helped... In the meanwhile, as he had sat there, he could hear the groans of more of those zombies in the distance. They were a far off concern though... nothing to worry about. A few locks of hair came loose from his head as he slowly got up back onto his feet and continued to shuffle along. Needed to... keep going...

\tHe was still burning up, even if he had goosebumps all over him. It was not anything he could not handle, though. With every breath, his cheeks were getting that much more gaunt, those rings under his eyes turning into grooves as his eyes sunk back into his head further. He was starting to breathe with his mouth open now, a little bit of drool running down his chin as he slowly worked his way forwards. Fear was gone, replaced with a numbness that had begun to slowly settle into his head to anything other than his goal of getting back to... his... ``Mmmmh...'' His friends. He had stopped thinking about the chill around him ages ago. That weakened cord of silvery light inside of him was starting to fade as the disease wrapped around it and choked and bent it between itself while claiming more and more of his body, beginning to slowly shut things off and replace it with its own twisted enchantment. At some point, his eyes started to become glossy as he heard a voice nearby... not another moan, more...

\t``Oh my gods, Jake?!'' The bat ran up to him and took him by the hands, nearly knocking him off-balance as he struggled to try and speak back to Paul. ``Did you kill him? Is he dead? You look awful, what did he do to you?''

\t``Feel... really hot.'' The cat was surprised by the way his voice cracked, making him sound nearly guttural or like he had not had a drop of water in a week. ``He limited my spells... hard to think...''

\t``Oh shit, he feebleminded you?'' Paul frowned. Something about the way he looked... There was another voice in his head. ``I knew this was a bad idea.'' No, not that voice. That was Paul. Jake brought up a hand and gently mashed it into his forehead, the heat starting to ebb away as well as he tried to shake out those thoughts. It was more like an incoherent whisper in the back of his mind, followed by a giggle. He knew who that was... well, he should have, but it was hard to focus. ``We?re going to have to go back down the mountain and gather more allies for this, I think. Maybe just rest. Rethink this.'' Paul had always been one to talk too much, almost like he liked to hear the sound of his own voice... and not pay attention to what was going on around him in the process. The cat could feel something deep inside him start to wobble and bend as it was gripped tight, that dark magic clouding over it. ``You look like you really need a nap, anyways. I guess I was the lucky one, even though I just got thrown into a deathtrap and had to teleport myself out.'' Jake gritted his fangs, practically the only thing on his body that actually was gleaming in the magical illumination around the corridors at this point, his black spots now a dull grey and his grey fur now a shade like old elephant skin. ``Wouldn?t be useful at all if I was feebleminded, but at least you have that big mace.'' That metaphysical pressure grew, until... ``How are you doing anyways? Do you think that you could walk?''

\tSNAP. Jake?s eyes went unfocused as that silver cord of his goddess? divine presence was broken and floated out of him, replaced by that infection that coursed through him unchecked. ``U-uhhhhnh...''

\tHis pupils grew more and more uncloudy as he heard the snicker in the back of his head again. ``Had a bit too much trouble with that infection, huh?'' An image of the lizard?s cock, exposed and waiting for him, popped into his head. His mouth began to water as his shaft immediately started to thicken up in his pouch. ``Yeah, that?s it. Feel that rigor mortis start to settle in around your rod.'' The cat?s shaft was soon rock-hard and would stay that way as his chest stopped rising and falling. ``There?s a good zombie. Why don?t you just do what you do best and I?ll call you back to pasture soon, hmm?''

\tThe bat continued to wave his hand in front of the drooling, vacant-eyed cat. ``Hellooooooo? I?m still talking to you.'' Jake gave a small grunt as he looked up to him. He... he just had this overwhelming urge to reach out right now and... but he was his friend, right? Maybe? It was hard to tell... but harder to fight what he was feeling as the bat grabbed him by the arm and started to tug him along. ``Okay, I think if I take some time I can divine...''

\tThe urges won out in the end, and Jake found himself diving forwards onto the bat and pushing him to the ground as he bit him hard on the neck, enough to break the skin. ``Augh, h-hey!'' Seconds later, Paul had puffed away from him in a cloud of blue smoke before appearing several feet away from him. Jake groaned and started to crawl after him, only to feel the mage put his boot on his face and keep him away as he uselessly scrabbled against his boot. Needed to... find his friends... find his friends... ``Don?t worry! I?ll be back soon, I can uh...'' He grimaced as Jake continued to chomp down on his shoe. ``I can fix this!''

\t``Hahaha, what?s he gonna do, mate? Make you not a member of the walking dead?'' Jake moaned softly as the bat ran off from him. ``Turn you into a rabbit or something? You?re mine now. And so is he, soon...'' Jake was not able to think too hard about these sorts of things. His consciousness had been trapped in his body, but it was locked in sort of a half-conscious state of being thanks to the sheer degradation in intelligence that had been going on inside of his head. When the Mortuator spoke to him now, it was like his words were substituting for his thoughts. ``We?ll see him again soon enough. Come back down here, dummy. I have something you can do while we wait...'' The pale cat slowly rose up onto his feet once again before stumbling off, laser focused towards the nearest set of stairs and heading back to his... to his master. That was one of the few things that his clouded, deteriorated mind could clearly understand. The lizard was his master now... and he needed to serve him with all his ability.

\tHe would. An hour later, the lizard had his thighs pressed against his face as he fucked Jake?s muzzle. ``G-Gods, I know you have a thing for putting the flesh of the living in your mouth, but this is...'' Jake lathered and suckled and licked at the smooth shaft in his maw, unaware of the fact that his cheeks were starting to glow. ``You must have worshiped a goddess of love or something, mate. Only explanation for having the kind of muscle memory you have with a cock and still being a cleric.'' That heavy shaft pulsed and wobbled in his maw for a few good moments before the Mortuator pulled himself out from the cat?s maw and then motioned for him to turn around. He could only obey, and as he got onto his hands and knees he could feel the lizard ram both that cock and enchantment into him hard, his climax soon following, the warmth that came with it lost to his numbed body as that glow seeped over him and seed spilled into his inner cavern. ``H-Haaaah... aaah, aaaaaaaaah....'' The frilled lizard gasped and leaned forwards slightly onto the zombified cat as he emptied out into Jake?s backside, occasionally giving another light thrust and fucking himself in deeper. ``So tight, too. Mmmmh... you?re going to work wonderfully...''

\tThe door flung open, and Paul seemed to groan in response to seeing the two of them as he slowly dragged Elias and Keloden behind him, unholy strength flowing through the mage bat?s form and allowing him to drag the unconscious massive tiger and mouse with him as he slowly ambled towards the chains on one of the sanctum?s walls and began to bind them to it. ``It?s been a while since I?ve had a full party of adventurers to play around with...'' The Mortuator grinned wide enough to show off those sharp teeth as he looked between his two new zombies. ``Mmmmh. I am going to get nothing done for the next month or two, but I deserve a break from turning the world into my sepulcher anyways.'' He gently papped the cat on the ass, making that butt wobble slightly. ``Come on now, get off. I have to apply the Curse of the Hungry Void to your friend too now.'' Jake sloooooowly pulled himself off of the lizard, making him gasp and shiver as his tight tunnel gripped him the entire way back. When he finally popped off of the reptile?s cock, there was a little dribble of jizz that flowed out of him. For someone who was focused on necromantic magic, the caster was very productive... ``Y?know, I don?t know why it is my libido?s like this.'' He motioned Paul over, and the bat assumed the same position that Jake had been in a few seconds ago as the Mortuator slipped himself in deep. ``I-I... mmmfh...'' He began to thrust in hard, carelessly, the bat?s face blank as his body was fucked. ``I could say that it?s a side-effect of all this dark magic, but that?s bollocks when there?s the much simpler answer that I don?t get out much and evil is sexy. G-Godsdamn, were none of you shagging each other? You?re all so...'' He gasped and shivered as he leaned himself over the bat hard. ``Tight. Like a glove...'' Jake sat there, obediently waiting for another order, his cock still twitching and perpetually stiff as the Mortuator?s cream streamed out of his hole. He would always be like that from now on, rock-solid no matter what was going on, like an animate sex-toy, a perpetual bottom. There was a loud yell from behind Jake as his friends woke up, the first thing they saw being their friend getting penetrated by that lizard. The Mortuator just laughed as they looked at him, horrified. ``Don?t worry, he?ll be helping you out next. J-Just need to... hnnnfh...'' The lizard pointed to the cat. ``Hey, Jake. Go take care of your fellow feline. Make sure that he cums loads into you.'' Jake swayed a little as he got up again and steadily headed up to the big, musclebound tiger. Needed to make sure he came loads... as much as he could. Needed to make him cum...

\tAs Elias told him that they would all get out of here and resurrect him at a local temple, the cat began to clumsily stroke and rub at his chest with one hand while pawing at his ripped trousers with the other, slowly nudging his cock out from its confines before turning himself around and pressing his full rear up against it. While he was not entirely able to feel much at all, there was a certain tingle that pushed through him as he was filled by the tiger?s big shaft that approached arousal that he instinctively needed more of. While he did not have the mental capacity to understand it, the zombified feline was naturally a size queen thanks to his conditions, and his otherwise clumsy and slow body started to move as fast as it could as he worked his ass back against the muscular and well-endowed tiger?s shaft and began to bounce hard on it. He could hear the mouse next to him telling the tiger that he had an extremely bad feeling about what was going on and told Elias not to climax, and the tiger shouted back that he would try his best, but it was so difficult... If he was able to follow along with what was being said, Jake would have blushed as the tiger stated that he would have wanted this to happen with the cleric of their group in any other way, but it was happening nonetheless. ``Don?t worry, when you?re both under my control I?ll... o-ooooh...'' The Mortuator?s hips slapped hard against Paul?s backside as he worked his ass, gripping at the sides of his dull brown fuzz. ``I-I?ll make sure you fuck each other all the time...'' Elias grimaced and shuddered at that as Jake felt him start to squeeze in on himself a little bit, his muscles clenching as he seemed to try and limit his own pleasure. He did not know it yet, but thanks to the Mortuator?s magic, Elias? life force was trailing straight down to his sack, condensing itself there with every little bit of pleasure he felt. It may have been happening slowly right now, and he may have tried to stop it, but it was happening all the same. Elias? attempts to calm himself down were like trying to stopper up a dam that was breaking apart with his bare hands. With every slip and slide down the tiger?s heavy rod, Jake was milking him, finding himself beginning to take on a new single-minded focus as he chased the pleasure that that thick member promised him. He wanted to feel that again... he needed to feel... and the larger that that member swelled inside of him, the more that he could...

\tAs Jake sped up on slamming himself back into the tiger?s body, the Mortuator was doing the same, utterly pounding Paul with all the abandon of someone fucking a tight hole that did not want anything but to serve its master and animator. By this point, he was yelling out how much he was enjoying his new catches, and Keloden was starting to realize that he would be next with panicked whines and squirms... and a growing erection in his pants. The lizard stopped, laughed, and told Paul that he had an idea. Minutes later, Keloden found himself the forced second outer layer of a bat sandwich. ``I?ve never tried anything like this before, but if I?m right, mate, this?ll skip the enchantment process and turn this into a direct transfer! The second you climax it?s goodbye adventuring and hello patrolling my estate!'' The mouse tried to pull his hips back, but that only made Paul press closer towards his base, and soon Keloden could not control himself anymore, no matter how dire the consequences for blowing a load inside of the bat would have been. It helped that Paul was putting that tongue, once eloquent and easily able to cast spells but still just enough dextrous to wrap around something, to good use on his member. Soon, the mouse was gasping and fucking himself into the grip of Paul?s tongue as it coiled around his member like a snake, twisting and basting it in saliva as the Mortuator slammed himself into the zombie?s backside over and over, pushing him up closer to Keloden?s crotch.

\tMeanwhile, Elias? own will was starting to fade as he admitted that he would probably not get another chance like this and he just needed to take advantage of it while the opportunity was there. As Jake pistoned himself back against the tiger?s shaft in search of that intense stretch, Elias began to aid him in his need by slamming himself forwards and letting himself start to spill out into Jake?s tailhole as the cat started to pin him back to the wall, utterly grinding and bouncing on him with a fury that almost neared what Jake would have been able to put out if this was taking place in better times. He had an entirely different kind of hunger right now, and Elias was getting ready to give it as he desperately planted himself in as far as he could and pulled Jake?s tailhole wide around his base...

\tKeloden was nearing the rush of climax too as the lizard laughed at him and told him it was almost like he wanted to give up, he was so horny to cum. The mouse?s tail twitched and desperately flicked back and forth as Paul?s tongue twisted around his member, making sure that he was getting constant attention, constant pleasure, utterly lost to his own sensations as Paul gave him quite literally the mouthfuck of his life...

\tThanks to that attention and underlying attraction that the tiger had for him, even in this state, Jake managed to bring the big feline to orgasm before Keloden. The big cat let out a hiss as he took one last thrust forwards and Jake felt his cock pulse and tense and begin to let loose that first big rope of cream. That was not to say that the mouse was far behind, though. The noises that that bat?s tongue were making as they curled and undulated around his cock were getting more and more wet as it curled and teased and tickled at his member, and soon the mouse was closing his eyes and gasping needily as his life force pooled up inside of his member before rocketing out into the bat?s waiting maw. ``Fuuuuuck yessssssss!'', the lizard hissed out as he gripped tight to the sides of the bat and watched as Elias? and Keloden?s eyes pulled wide open, yellow light pushing out of their eyes and mouths like searchlight beacons as they sagged in their bonds, spurting out with every thick rope their resistance to that dark magic that was pouring into their body... Jake?s mouth stretched into a slight smile as Elias pulsed into him with every throb. Beyond the pleasurable tingle of being filled, there was another pleasure, this one more easily felt... It was such a rush to drain someone like this, and some part of Jake that was lucid enough to grasp onto it hoped for more...

\tStill, for the moment, he was focused on still squishing back against Elias? wet shaft even as the tiger had nothing to give him while the Mortuator came and pulled him down, carefully setting the large undead down on the floor. ``You know, you?re all so sexy, maybe I?ll just keep you around in my sanctum as eye candy instead of wasting your bodies wandering around the halls...''

\tThat actually turned out to be just what he did. Even with all the cold air roaming through the halls and keeping things freshly preserved, there was too much risk of damaging the four of them to relegate them to simple guard duty. Jake soon found himself having most of his holes stuffed every other day, either by Elias or one of the other former adventurers or by the Mortuator himself using him as a place to dump his loads in between researching and ordering his minions around through the world and defending his keep from other would-be adventurers. Maybe, someday, another party would come and absolutely wipe the floor with the lizard before rescuing the four of them and taking them to be resurrected...

\tFor right now, though, Master had to be obeyed... and Jake often found himself underneath the necromancer?s spellcasting table as he was doing research, idly fucking the zombie?s face and dumping yet another load down into the cat?s body, doing what he did best. Obeying, by being an eager, unthing, unliving hole.  

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