NEKKIDVERSE: ORIGINS
Written An soon Ilustrated by TPOSE






Phase 1: New Nations



The year is 2093. USA, Canada, Europe and Australia are all in total chaos, panic reigns everywhere with absolute anarchy, as people try protest angainst strange new authoritarian-like rules, such as no one owning anything anymore, and the age of consent being lowered to negative one, other strange laws ban small businesses and even physicall businesses. after the concerning sudden announcements, strange EAS showing smile faces and unnerving happy music were broadcasted in each television. And as people kill each other and selves in the streets, helicopters and planes in the sky wave banners saying “you own nothing now, be happy”. The internet has been shut down entirely, as it has been banned too. This situation frightens the rest of the world, but countries like India, Indonesia, Singapur and Japan have already set a space program that has been being developed for years to flee the earth into Titan and Ganimede, Russia would join later, colonizimg Thebe. These nations would almost fail, falling into an internal conflict that would lead them to an internal crisis before arrival, but that will be discussed later.

The earth is no longer habitable, not due to enviromental reasons, but due the possibility of a third world war so brutal that would kill billions. Other countries like Bosnia, Greece, Ukraine only had one option, to flee to China and deal with its censorship. Africa was developing into a second world state that wouldnt last too much, as it would be reconquered by the new potences left on Earth. North Korea… well, will stay like that for some more centuries.

Decades pass, its 2113, and most first world countries are  in a dictatorship which politics had the worst of corporationism and stalinist communism, but communism isn’t the proper word to describe the regime, it was more like a brutal feudalism were people were forced to stay at small houses in an eternal lockdown, and sometimes, forced to get outside for hours of forced work. Huge enterprises such as Netflix, Nambla International or Google, were disguising the hunger, misery, death camps and massive media censorship with rainbows and globohomo corporate artstyle. Millions of people of all ages were isolated in tiny containments were their only entertainment was a “free” streaming service of no name where the only content avaiable was regime friendly, if you wanted not to stay dark in that tiny room for hours and at least have something to watch, you had to dedicate hours to hard labour and not have relationships with anybody. Japan, India, Russia, South Korea, Singapur and Indonesia are left with millions of ghost towns that are absorbed by nature itself, the only populated places are the big capital cities, where the last rockets are waiting to join the super space-clusters of each country. South America built a resistance angainst its conquer, being Mexico a superpower at the moment that tried to join Brazil, Argentina, Chile, Puerto Rico, Uruguay, Peru, etc into a single state, something that didnt work due to the other countries wanting to be superpowers alone, and Peru being devastated due to having barely survived to a civil war drove by the two Fujimori-Marxist extreme parties, its poverty and huge economical crisis made Peru impossible to join the Mexican power and got conquered by the feudalist/satanist regime. 

Many historians see this as the rising of the three beasts as told in the Book of Revelations, being the U.N.A’s current leader the false prophet, a role that would be inherited as time passes on. Many future events, 7 in total, would count as the 7 bowls (also as seen  in the last volume of the Bible), but Christ wouldn’t get to reign over earth, as other unknown forces would take advantage of the entity wars, but that would happen much later.

Malasia, And Taiwan got conquered by China, something that provoked Hong Kong get in a expansionist rage, provoking the Hong Kong Expansion war of 2119 and years later, the Taiwan/Hong-Kong Alliance (2124), wich was later brutally supressed by China.

But lets get back to the 21st century, when did democracy die? Its simple, the people were previously advised by the same powerful families, the RottenChilds and the Zoros for example, that a huge oppression was rotting their civilizations, and “how to get rid of it”, other tactics the elite used were a massive info collecting digital-psychological warfare using social media like Tiktok or Vsco to put narcissism, idioticy and consumism as role models for future generations and to extremely polarize the population into two sides that ressembled empty shells of what used to be both left and right wings, making them hate each other and put them to killing each other, sinking the human race into idiocy, fear, depression and a constant blind objectiveless conflict that would distract them from the elite’s actual objectives. Cornered by media and the industry, our species gave their hopes to faceless entities that brainwashed their families into destruction, self hatred, and madness with fake instructions to an impossible goal that just made everything worse. Now, the United Nations for the Antichrist tortures its population into  living into small pod houses that werent even theirs, for they didnt own nothing, and forced to be happy, there or in the brutal re-education camps that Disney, with the help of Chinese goverment agents, designed to be as psychologically painful as possible. The CCP and Israel’s Goverment had its neutral/helping status for years, something that they (mostly China) tried to occult to their population.

Meanwhile, the powerful families from the entertained industry lived normal lifes that would take a brutal turn into lewdness, as their science-labs started playing with their genetic structures in order to create new biological sexes, such as herms with breasts, male-herms, or just girls with dicks or bois with em pussies, they would also add sequences to make their kids sexually and mentally mature more soon to join the lewd fun, something that propaganda has made clear for decades. As those medical advancements started making the elite into a whole new anime-looking sex-crazed species which formed a micro society that walked naked in their hidden towns, being educated as sluts which only purpose was to serve sex to their friends-relatives as something normal and non taboo.  It was no surprise that their haram lifestyle would leak into outsider countries. 

Irak, Palestine and Saudi Arabia, which joined into a super-futuristic but yet ultra-conservative society with much inner conflict due to different islamic beliefs. were in constant war with Israel and China, the neutral supporters of the satanic regime, as their religions didnt crash with Abrahamic spiritualism nor its counterpart. During one of the New Islamic Empire’s bombings, the army found a secret base with documents that seemed to belong to the United Nations for the Antichrist. Those documents were given to Dr D’ahmuld’h and his research lab, which uncovered a terrible truth. The United Nations for the Antichrist were developing a serum that would turn anymody into a  barely-human genital mass of breeding and demonic lust that could give birth to an entire army, the documents didn’t state a clear purpose. From an arab’s perspecting, haram wasnt even enough to describe such an offense to Allah, and knowing the Empire’s inquisition mindset, they sent half of the tropes to bomb the capital cities of the U.N.A. Starting the Ultimate Yihad (2144-)

The U.N.A (United Nations for the Antichrist) had another problems in mind. The year is 2145, and the documents they found were from 2117, their sex-toy-genetical-engineering was more advanced, they managed to make new humanoid species, human/derived meaty grumps called “the servants” from random tortured souls from concentration camps. The camps had changed the objective and their hellish society had also new plans, laws were now more strict in order to get more people in the camps so they were psychologically reprogramed to be servants, and genetically modified to resist anything, the physical appearance was totally unimportant, they werent going to have any kind of intercourse, and instead of reproducing, they were killed, for millions of people could be reprogrammed, and go trough a brutal genetic reconfiguration to make another one. They were like paper plates, use once and dump later, or in this case, killed in amusing ways for entertainment for the elite’s cosmopolitan lives, or sacrificed to the devil, their only duty, as this was thanks to their far grandparents who made a deal to become powerful, but that deal was getting in danger, as the sacrifices were getting less quality and more sporadic, and the Devil was getting angry.

The nucleus elite also played with their own dna, as said before, but as their technology advanced, they made their stomachs more resistant to filth, to make their scat-play more satisfying and secure, and also eat more things as part of kinkplay, they also made their skin regeneration more eficient, to practice knife play more safely, and to make everything more fun, they made their bodies more perfect, bigger breasts, hourglass shapes, an impossible outcome for ugliness, and more combinations of genitals and masculine-feminine bodyshapes (more bilogical sexes derivated from the combination of male and female, such as the ones mentioned before, and the probability of multiple genitals) with more muscular and sex exagerated puberty, and the constant lactation in case of developing breasts, puberty and development came earlier on cosmopolitans than humans. The face of an average cosmopolitan is more cartoony than of an average human, including bigger eyes, smaller nose, etcetera.

Their lifestile was simple: wake up after a family orgy, go to a friend’s house and have sex with he/she and their relatives, go to any place and have a bukkakke with friends, watch a porno toghether, have a chit chat and laugh, go visit granma (probably she being a hung futa) and being fucked hard angainst the wall, be used as a toilet by her 4th girlfriend, get back home, fuck your family, and sleep. They enjoyed this endless cicle in their occult towns in some hidden pacific islands. I didnt say anything about the food, just ignore it. 

To be more specific, this was the lifestyle of Christine, a redhead Humanoid with the characteristics that have been discussed before, but to be more specific, her hair was short, but long enough to be done two cute ponytails, her whole young body was covered in freckles, and at her age she already developed a notable bust, each unit two times the size of her head that covered most of her front body, her butcheecks and waist wasn’r really wide nor developed yet, but her pubic area had already grew a really massive bush of crimson hair, so it was obvious that she was already a totally functional breeding unit. What contrasts with her lewdness is her overly infantile personality, she loves getting stuff stuck up her holes, but due to her already sexual nature as a cosmopolitan, something that came in their dna, her still infant brain was untouched. 

She always loved going to a nearby candy shop and getting fucked by the owner’s pet husky as she observed with lust, she and the owner, a dark-skinned tall but young nerdy bracketed girl, older but still young, had a really close relationship as friends, enjoying some company from each other and sharing the husky’s well endowed assets. Christine spreaded her hair covered labia to the canine as he got on top of her and humped that sweet pussy of hers. 

“Enjoying Hercules before me huh? Dont you know you cant enter here without buying something?” - The owner told Christine, smirking at her while licking her lips in pure lust.

“Oh! Yea~.. I wanted some dildolipops for me and my granny, ya know, I love tasting stuff with other holes hehe~ “ - Christine tried to get off Hercules (The dog (you know what he doin)) and fell over her massive breasts which cushioned the fall and then wobbled like the milk-filled water balloons they are. 

“If I wasn’t working I would stick two of those in each of your holes, girl~ You know how much you turn me on” - It was obvious that Millie felt a huge attraction to her best client, an if her Dad/Husband didnt decide to open a lewd candy shop knowing that he could be fully enjoying his elite-given life, she would be eating Christine’s pubed loli pussy. After the purchase, she ran through the streets of the town, seeing some neighbours of all ages enjoy threesomes and even foursomes, while licking one of the cock-shaped lolipops. After running everyday, naked like everybody else through the streets of the small mansion-covered town in the island, far away from every continent, making their overly huge breasts bounce in a way that would put tennis balls into shame if they were able to process human emotions, she was going to visit her granma, who was one of the U.N.A’s soldiers back when she was younger, the other woman belonged to the first generation of cosmopolitans, and for being an excelent soldier that gave her life to Lucifer, she got ascended to the platinum class of the elite and got the oportunity to enjoy a promised top notch perfect lifestyle. 



She got to enjoy having a muscular mammazon body, getting her mammaries to become bigger and less afected by gravity, and growing a pair of basketball-sized testicles, and the best of all, developing two footlong members that she would enjoy in the future orgies that were going to ocur, and definitively ocurred. And that day she was going to insert each cock into her sweet niece’s holes and make her beg for more until her womb and tummy are full of semen from both monster shafts that already arised two foots from just remembering or processing the jiggly physics of her Christine’s overdeveloped mammaries.

After making some tea, she relaxed on her sofa, both members fully erect from the thought of seeing her sweet niece again, her huge breasts and hairy plumpy entrance, and the boobjobs she made, so professional. The memories of all the dirty games they did toghether, their princess/dragon roleplay, when she dances using both cocks as poles as her sweet granny watches and moans from the feel of her touch, and the silly perverted questions or quotes she says after fun, such as “When I grow up, I want to marry you, granny!” . The ederly mare rub her members with one hand and played with her breasts with another, waiting for her dearest Christine to ring the door. Instead, she got paid a visit by someone else.

Two soldiers, still with their armor on, armed with guns, had something to say to her. Those people used to combat with her before she was changed her elite class. One of them took her by the neck and the other started trashing everything she had in her mansion. When she was ascended, she became the leader of 5 squads that had the mission of taking over A particular zone in South America, they had waited years for information, as she had the lead and the knowledge on strategies. But she never had responded to anything, she had completely abandoned her job since then, she just prefered to enjoy her new utopian state. Her formed squad’s mission failed due to her absence and ignorance, hundreds died on the hands of Mexican soldiers due to the lack of instructions and coordination. The only survivors had promised Lucifer that they’d found the responsible for the misscommunications and kill them. 

It turns out the elites never sent any help to the satanist law enforcers that saw their cities being bombed by the Islamic Empire nor any of the soldiers, and they sure noticed why once they explored the area, it was always about them, their lifestyle and not the devil, nor the sacrifice,and soon Satan will return and see that his work failed. 

Taking advantage of her potent cosmopolitan strength, a hit on the neck of the soldier who held her was enough to take him down to the floor, in high ammounts of pain. The other soldier noticed the screams and came down to check, it didnt take even a second, he took his machine gun and shoot hundreds of bullets straight at Claire, which was the two cock futa granma’s name, who obviously died instantly. It sure wasn’t a good day for Christine, for she watched how her dearest granma was brutally murdered by two sinister looking gas-masked soldiers which instantly pointed their arms at her and yelled her to get the fuck away while laughing like maniacs. Christine will remember.

The law enforcers made their own syndicate in order to defend themselves knowing that the superior elites aren’t even responding to their needs. They tried to create an army, getting into the reeducation camp administration to get their new supersoldier brainwashing program, as they didnt see the servant subhuman fast or agile enough, thats how tensions between the subclasses of the elite started appearing, between the human satanist militants and the lazy party-addicted cosmopolitans that started in the year of 2134. 

In 2198, Southern European sections of the U.N.A are reconquered by The New Islamic Empire. Half of Spain is turned into a new Country that joins the Empire as a new state, “أرض جديدة من المخربين” (new land of vandals or simply New Al-andalus) Millions of people are liberated from tiny pods and introduced to Islam, Lots of males, vulnerable to the new propaganda due to countless years of torture and false hope, accept their new duty as warriors of the ultimate yihad. Thus, the treaty of Granada of 2199 declares New Al-andalus as a state of the New Islamic Empire and its role in the war. 

Meanwhile, in South America, The United States of Latin America tried to contact the Space Cluster, a huge Moon-sized structure formed by all the spacecraft launched to space by Russia, Japan, India, etc, that was also divided into nations, each one with its laws. The objective of the Interspatial communications of 2205 was to make the Space Cluster bigger by including Extra Territory that would belong to the relatively newly formed South american superpower, as it was in constant danger of being taken over by the U.N.A.

One day of 2212, a great riot spurted in Jerusalem angainst the U.N.A as more information was being leaked from the New Islamic Empire, and the worst thing, Palestine, Israel’s since long worst enemy is one of its arms. The people are realizing Israel is doing nothing about the global situation, but they also dont know angering the people with this imformation will make them know how the Israeli goverment have even helped the U.N.A, and still does them a favor by keeping its actions a secret, and getting this info leak would destroy the goverment, and this would destroy Israel, allowing the Islamic empire to continue its crusade, getting rid of judaism. China did not want to do any more things related to the U.N.A, as they already had tensions related to Hong kong and Taiwan joining forces and expanding inside its territory, so they refused sending any help to Israel. The Northern Half of Africa is owned too by the New Islamic Empire, but just diplomatically, the actual modern structures and high technology only extended to Arabia, Palestine, Pakistan,Irak, Kuwait and Iran, the rest would stay in an unchanged economical status, those territories would only be used for resource farming.

By the time of 2239 there were only 5 nations left on Earth: The New Islamic Empire (Currently at its apex, expanding on Africa and Southern Europe), China (Including the Hong-Kong-Taiwan Nationalist movement), Israel (In major danger of destruction and takeover of the New Islamic Empire), the U.N.A (a satanist brutal feudalism that jails its people as use and dump lab rats for the elite’s amusement), and the United States of Latin America (Part of it was being sent to the Space Cluster, as it wasnt strong enough to resist the U.N.A invasion).



Phase 2: Vatican Wars


Before the U.N.A started slaving its citicens, the Vatican was secretly invaded from the inside. Satanists have already replaced all the clergy from within for only one purpose, let inside a top-tech army to defend and protect the anti-christian manuscripts that were occult and studied, and kill the only people left who were deciphering the codexes, for only the Antichrist himself and his minions were the only ones who had to decide what to do with them. The last reunion of celebrities with robes and sacrifices summoned one of the Devil’s closest emmisaries, which mandated that the Demon lord had to get his hands on the Judas lost Gospel, the Jesus Lost Gospel, and most important, the Voynich manuscripts and the Codex Gigas.

Today, 5/6/2256, the promise those celebrities and politicians did to Lucifer himself after those sacrifices at that party two hundred years ago was in danger, the New Islamic Empire was invading Italy, and soon, they would get to conquer the Vatican. The top tech army wasn’t enough to fight a pair of nukes, and getting those manuscripts destroyed would get their Lord angry enough to drag all cosmopolitans and medium class elitist to hell with him. 

China was starting to weaken, as their population started bypassing its long-remaining social credit system to join forces with the Taiwan-Hong-Kong Movement, they were tired of their goverment’s lies and manipulation, and the Taiwan Army was getting bigger each day, the worst of all (for them), the Uyghurs have been joining too for decades, forming Guerilla squads that assaulted the chinese soldiers that tried to sterilize or put their relatives in the XinJiang concentration camps, which were starting to get completely destroyed by the protesting movement. Soon enough, China got divided into two equaly big states, the PCR and the DROC (Democratic Republic of China), which would include XinJiang. All this was signed and pacted in the Treaty of the Two Chinas of 2275.

Israel was in its peak weakness as violent protests continued. Various coups were tried but none succeeded, and the cherry on top was the territory being quickly occupied by the New Islamic Empire as millions of jews were concerned of being persecuted again, something that unfortunately happened, as the last coup wasnt done by protesters but by the Great Commander Saddam Dhalim II in the name of the Great Empire (The Fall of Israel (2277) ). Much had no choice but to convert to Islam, and others fleed far away and hid on Ghost terrirories (Those that didnt belong to anybody) to form small distant jewish ghettos which looked like early year one villages.

The most important event related to the Islamic Empire’s expansion was the Vatican siege of 2289, directed by the same general who conquered Israel, as he was seen as the greatest soldier of the nation. This event will also mean the start of a new era, and if you keep reading, you’ll sure know why.

The King Dhilam VII knew the existence of important documents that explained the secrets of the bible, and an extended never-seen version of the Quran, aside of forbidden magic and alchemy scriptures that would boost up the Empire’s technology and knowledge. The U.N.A’s low/middle class “Lucifer’s soldiers” expected a simple nuke, But they didn’t expect the entire army to show up. The siege made it impossible to communicate and ask for more troops, so they were in a loose/loose situation.  

And then… It just happened. I’m not talking about another military success, not another advance, nor anything related to nations, I’m talking about something greater. The gates of hell, in the north of Saturn opened, after remaining closed for thousands of years. It wasnt enough a ritual to summon who was coming out of it. As I told you before, the cosmopolitans didnt send help nor care about the nation they exploited/genetically tortured for fun, forgetting about their deals on the way, endangering their most important promise, that made himself come out of the depths of hell. 

Let’s focus on the cosmopolitans for a moment. It was a tropical night on one of the multiple islands on the pacific, and the current leader of the U.N.A was some axolotl looking humanoid hermaphrodite of mammazon proportions, huge breasts that stood still like they werent affected by gravity, a really noticeable six pack that bulged from an hourglass torso that formed two giant asscheecks on her back at the bottom, each one linked to a leg, which looked extremely athletical, with inhumanely developed thighs and remarkable muscle legs, as notable as her muscular arms. On a big bushy dark pink hair forest flourished from her pubes to slightly above her belly button, and that wasnt her only bush, for another two more were formed each under one arm. Her nipples, when erected, had the size of an orange each, and her areolas were two bumpy milky plate-sized zones that surrounded each nipple. Her cock stood still, with a erected length of 3 foot, her two balls having the size of a pair of average volume watermelons, covered in a thin layer of pink hairs. For someone who was torturing millions of innocent souls, she looked exacltly what someone with a Furaffinity account would draw in a hot summer day instead of touching grass. … Eh! Dont look at me! You shitlord!

Once more, lewd cosmopolitan tech advanced, but let me make you know that she wasnt born an humanoid, nor any other humanoid, such dna alterations werent possible yet. Turning into “furry”-esque creatures was a top-tech stetic surgery that was common within the cosmopolitan community, once got to an age of 16, you selected your species if you wanted to, and after some hours on a operating room, you looked exactly like you were taken from an inkbunny story, obviously, you coud stay with your hentai-esque humanoid form if you wanted to. An study on how to be born already half-animal was ongoing but unsuccessful, due to that much interactions and having descendants with those mutations could lead to multiple deformations. But one thing was sure, having huge genitalia, multiple genitalia, and perfect even cartoony-level erotica bodies was already dna altered natural, but that was the maximum they were able to manipulate. Unless.. could the Devil compensate them and mutate them more? And… speaking about the devil… he was not ging to compensate them, at all. The Vatican Siege was being successfull.

The Axolotl herm, called by the name of Alexandra would be called a leader, but since everything is pitch perfect in their archipielago furry sextopia, with servants coming and being killed without hesitation, could make one forget about responsability. She was being sucked off by her not-yet furrified femboy son, which she called by a girl name (Valeria) due to his submissive personality.

She was going to shit on her son’s mouth, but one servant, tuxedo dressed, interrupted her private time, having a telescope and a note on a golden tray. Servants were altered in order to nor being able to speak, so he just hummed and gave Alexandra the tray, She was angered, what she hated most is being interrupted during sex, so after taking the objects, using her superior cosmopolitan-dna-given force, she tossed the servant angainst the window, breaking it in the process, the fall obviously killed the servant, but hundreds of servants were made in U.N.A’s concentration camps, so that was just some colateral damage.

The note said “look at these coordinates on the telescope at 00:00”, the telescope already was top-tech, with coordinate reading and equiped with a operating system that helped the user see the stars and the planets on our system easily. Alexandra had no choice but to get to the ceiling of her tropical mansion and input those coordinates. She witnessed an extrange body coming out of Saturn’s northern storm in a incalculable speed that not even the telescope could estimate. She knew a being who could travel short distances through space that fast. It was obvious that Satan couldnt travel the speed of light, or at least he couldn’t travel from one corner of the observable universe to another, but in some days, he would arrive, and that sure made Alexandra snap back to reality and realize that he might not be happy with something. 

That same day at 5:00 AM, the troops at the Vatican were contacted by no other than Alexandra herself, half of soldiers got in line and saluted, but the other half, aware of the minimum attention of cosmopolitans like her to her initial cause didnt pay any respects, and that was an initial sign that things werent going like they were suposed to. The Leader of the troops, with no other name than H_0923_L gave her the bad news,  Saddam Dhalim II’s army was succesfully raiding the Vatican and soon The New Islamic Empire would get their hands on the manuscripts if she didnt send more of their soldiers. Talking about names and such. The U.N.A had a naming system for people similar to car registrations, each class had different coding rules:

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Platinum Class: Cosmopolitans: These fuckers still are named normally. Extra info: they claim to worship satan but that was only on the good ol times (21st century and before), once they got their promised lifestyle, they just went 60’s chill satanism, another characteristic that makes our demon lord disappointed at his elite.

Golden Class: Generals, cosmopolitan dna medics and high military ranks: they go by D:X_0000_X, being X the only variable, each X can be a different letter, and each 0 a different number, the D is like a deluxe certificate.

Silver Class: Average International Conquerer/soldier/squad member: Simply X_0000_X, same rules as above.

Copper Class: Local law enforcers, concentration camp employers: XXXX:00000

Feces Class: People who are forced into pods or forced labour, the more they work and the less they socialize, the more social points they gain, which they can only spend on a single videoclub which content focuses on propaganda/ regime friendly content such as simplistic uberwoke tumblr-toons, shitty cosmopolitan sitcoms, and twich-esque thot bath-tub streams. Once they run out of poins, they must spend the rest of their pod time fully without light nor electricity. They dont have names, they are constantly reminded of how worthless of anything they are. So they are inserted a chip into their bodies, and when called, a beep will be heard under their skin. Copper class individuals use small devices to make them beep in order to call them and make them work in a specific area or on a specific task.

Servant class: Servants, obviously. Its funny how the lowest class, mutated disobedient Feces class individuals , live in the platinum areas. Well, they are sent there to be used like trash, and modified to be used only as a righless slave. They have no names nor chips.

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Meanwhile, in the United States of Latin America, the last spacecraft was being sent, but unfortunately, much people would be left on the Earth, without enough force to resist, in a dying country being raided by the U.N.A, soon, the U.S.L.A would be a mith, a legend, that soon slavery would force humanity to forget, but fortunately, most of its population was successfully sent to space, but not to make another nation in the Space Cluster, but to adapt to the already stablished powers. The people of the U.S.L.A were left with some hope as the U.N.A’s death squads retired to the Vatican.

At 15:00 PM, after getting some good sleep, Alexandra was in her sofa, naked as every cosmopolitan, and as always, forgetting about everything, coping with the idea that the U.S.L.A raiders would stop the Vatican from being invaded. She decided to scent the room with her testosterone and feromones to greet her son by rubbing her sweaty wet hairy testicles angainst the walls of the room in order to make her son get horny by the feral heat instinct implanted into cosmopolitan brains by the time they stopped being humans. Her sweet son, or daughter, Valeria, decided to get the anthro surgery and become a Axolotl like her, he didn’t develop breasts, but constantly being called a she/her while being banged in the ass made him beg for a good pair of boobs to be even sluttier, something that he will also get on that same surgery. 

To celebrate, Alexandra wanted to give her big breedslut of a son the hours-long buttfuck of his life. She searched in her shelves for the perfect porno to spend watching after making the room smell to her musky masculinity. She thought about her son/daughter’s most favourite kinks, such as horses/stallions, petplay, scat, scat inflation, exteme bdsm, hyperpregnancy and birthing, fantasy. Those kinks that were impossible to perform were animated in lots of different cartoon series made by an elite-only animation monopoly that started to develop as the cosmopolitan population grew exponentially. After that, she decided to also search for some horseplay bdsm stuff to heaten up the movie night, by playing a bit while fucking. Play, breed, watch, it was perfect. She got some leather clothes, a whip, some black latex bras for both her breasts and massive testicles and a kinky horse head for her son. (Hey guys.. have you ever thought what bdsm stands for..?). She got her clothes on and as fast as possible she continued searching for the porno she was looking before.

Talking about elite porno, the animation industry, which only did U.N.A propaganda friendy animated series for the videoclub that the slaves on the pods had to work to earn was being reborn as a lewd entertainment industry for the elite itself, as the platinum elitists were starting to form a civilization from their sextopian lifestyle. Eventually, more monopolies as a sex-toy industry and a genetic modification/ extreme estetic surgery involving taur transformation in their catalog would develop in the year 2304, this development would need more work from the U.N.A pod slave population in order to archieve resources.

But let’s get back to the Vatican siege of 2289, seconds after Alexandra selected an animated OVA about on a living anthro toilet after school club “Scat service deluxe”, a brand new season she promised Valeria to watch toghether while making out, the door bell rang. As much excited as Alexandra was, she knew it was impossible for Valeria’s surgery to end so soon. It was also impossible Satan, lord of all demons, would arrive this early, or was it? 

Instead of anybody who could be recognizable by the hypersexualized axolotl mommy, what looked like a tall man completely covered in white robes which didn’t look like normal clothes, and were totally undescriptable. The unknown humanoid  was constantly ringing a small bell that looked like it was made out of a metal that wasn’t even invented yet, shining colors that didnt exist, while whispering in a strange language, walking slowly, in a deadly way towards Alexandra. 


For a reason or another, she was sure that thing wasn’t sent by Lucifer nor wasn’t a cosmopolitan. The strangest thing of all, she felt like unable to move. The tall creature stopped his ritualish wispering/ringing and put a hand on Alexandra’s shoulder. Its hand had about ten to seventeen dreadly thin fingers, its skin was dark gray and its texture felt rough. It felt exactly the way a far decomposed corpse would. All of a sudden, she saw.

She remembered what Christine felt when seeing her grandmother die, she remembered when the Girl grew up and refused to praise the coming of the Antichrist, she remembered when Christine was contacted by the another Antichrist, God’s secret enemy. They were legion, they were perfection, they praised the Eternal Sun, the Infinity moon, the Perfect Stars, in a universe which didnt expand, which didnt dematerialize, which cycled through an eternal praise, it was the turn of our destroyed realm to become one with purity and excellence. Christine was visited by their emmisary and rejected both God and Lucifer and accepted The Children Of Perfection, it was too late for any changes. She witnessed it, the full cycle closing for eternities without being corrupted, she had a visit from magnifience. Satan must be betrayed, the manuscripts had to be hers at all cost. 

The mark of the beast has been removed from her as her role as the false prophet/antichrist ended, and yeah, she was bad at it and sure Satan would get one of his princes to take her place. 
Alexandra, now siding with an unknown eldritch third team, remains as far from God as before.

About half an hour later, another naked big breasted axolotl shemale appears, and finds the door of her house open, as she sniffs the odor of wet momma testicles she imagines its one of her lewd surprises.

“Mommy~ Look at the new me!” - She tries to make herself comfortable after making sure whoever is inside aware of her pressence, and her mother wasn’t the only one. The herm was cornered while drooling in the darkest place of the room.

“Hope you got me something special, look at these new curves, mommy! I want you to taste me so bad” – Valeria lewdly approached her mother, crawling both like a panther in prey and a hungry lioness approaaching a fresh stake that was there just for her to devour. The now half axolotl bustyboi frotted her junk and hugged her mother, ready for some nice time toghether.

“Tell me how hard you want to fuck me, mommy, do it, I can’t wait~ “ She wispered, as she licks her mother’s neck while masturbating her own member. Unfortunately, she had other non-lewd stuff in mind. The creature who brainwashed her was in the opposite corner of the area, its uncovered head opened like a flower, showing thousands of sharp teeth and long thread-thin tentacles. The otherworldly humanoid jumped on Valeria and ripped off her eyes while getting tentacles on its holes all up to the brain. Valeria screamed like a pig being slaughtered alive, experimenting an ammount of pain she never experienced before, as the tentacles started pumping a confusing load of mixed information and dna mutations into her body through her eye cavities as she bleeds uncontrolably. Screaming for help as her voice and hability to speak degrade into malfunction, and her mother just gets to the door and closes it with a padlock. 

Valeria became something else, she lost all sense of conciousness, of identity, of humanity. She became a mass of muscles, of anger/hate and a force angainst nature and God.

About some hours later, in Italy, the siege continues. Saddam Dhalim II just had to make it to the internal chambers of the Vatican, all libraries were raided, but the most important documents were still missing, and the most occult vaults of the overground churches were already empty, it was obvious that the only U.N.A soldiers left hid them in the only place his legion still had’nt checked, the underground tunners. Saddam made sure the tunnel’s exits were blocked, but that wasn’t enough, the satanic soldiers were doing a great job at resisting, as suddenly, a lot of instructions were being sent from the sextopian islands, suddenly, the leader, Alexandra, gave a shit about the siege. That was sudden bad luck hit for Saddam Dhalim II, who was really close to getting the manuscripts.

He thought for a second what would the U.N.A do if once they truly knew the secrets of the Voynich Codex and its obscure Alchemy knowledge, already praising the devil and having high technology was something, but combining it with whatever they would find out in those papers would doom the entire planet, he sure had to get hand on those books. But in the other hand, he wasn’t quite sure why the King didn’t want the army to just nuke the vatican and get rid of that cursed knowledge no human should ever have. “I mean, if we used alchemy, even for Allah’s good, magic is a sin, that wouldn’t compensate it.” For much times Saddam thought it for himself, he had no choice but to obey whatever came from above.

Both armies had a short lull while they planned their strategies. Until a strange aircraft arrived, high in the sky, which dropped a metal ball. It was definitely too tall for both sides to decide which army it was from, so no one did anyhting and limited themselves to watch. Saddam was alerted about the situation and reached a small window to observe the suddenly bizarre situation. He quickly contacted the Superior Islamic Base of Operations. Bad news, whatever that misterious package was, it wasn’t from them.

The pitch black iron sphere fell and made a huge crater that provoked a small but quite intense earthquake. Saddam didnt watch the fall, but he sensed the intensity of it. He got all his soldiers to  defend the base and try to round the strange new weapon without being in danger of being shot by the enemy. The object leaked a heavy gas from the line that separated it into two semispheres, and the shell broke in those two exact pieces. From the inside arose an pink but inhumane beast which looked like a reptile with three arms on each side of its head, which only had three huge mouths covering all of the face, its body was an elongated asymetrical torso-looking mess covered in arms and legs of random subextremities and hands with unmatching quantities of fingers. The yells of the monster tried to pronounce words such as “mommy” or “why” or a unundesrstandable “kill me” but only sounded like a group of porcine-like creatures screaming in agony. Saddam’s soldiers tried to make its dream of stop its existence true. But the slight pain of the bullets only made the only left of Valeria in that abomination more scared and confused, which made the beast she is now screech in blind rage angainst Saddam’s army.

The soldiers ‘ top tech armors weren’t enough to survive the monster’s bull-like rampages, many were crushed, bones broken and pricking vital organs, provoking brutal internal bleeding. The only things that, however, hade the monstrosity hold back angainst the muslim army was their airtanks. The explosive cannon shots were enough harmful to provoke cardinals in its skin, and 20 headshots would provoke a rupture in its skull. The magnetic-powered levitation airtanks shooted their average-human-head sized bullets towards the beast, which covered its head while having a panic attack. 

The creature was crying, trying to remember its past, the memories of its mother, the reason why it ended up like this, the inhuman instincts that raged inside its mind was fogging out what lasted of those memories slowly while the corrupted Valeria tried to recover her dissolving true self like sand scuring through his fingers, falling on the floor.




The psychologically destroyed monster that became Alexandra’s son was the perfect distraction for her to schedule a private flight to Rome. Dressed in a stereotypical tight leather super-spy suit that obviously remarked both her as-big-as-a-yoga-ball mammaries and a huge bulge between her legs which volume was quite superior than the one of her head, that stored both her unshaven sweaty musky balls and her 1.7 foot long soft uncircumcised member. greeted by the highest ranks of the satanist U.N.A army, she firmly walked towards the door of the second yet that would leave her in a Vatican-nearby military training camp/strategical point, called the Sigma Base, at exactly 16:00 PM GTC +2.

While she was being escorted to a specific point, 1 km from the Vatican, she was being looked in a disrespectful but cautious way. The last decades, due to the Ignorance of the platinum class to the other classes of the elite has been pouring tension into the U.N.A’s regime, the rest of elitist humans, that werent turned into luscious cosmopolitans were Tired of their constant neglect, and their thirst of power and platinum relaxation were making them think they were also slaves of the cosmopolitans, as they would be descended to feces class if they dared rebel. But, who were the ones that put rebel soldiers in inferior classes? Other soldiers of course, and what would happen otherwise, nothing? Cosmopolitans never did anything since they hid in their secret pacific islands back in 2093.

The same day the Vatican Siege was started, the First U.N.A insurrection would occurr. The yet wouldn’t start. As about 15 silver class soldiers would round Alexandra and point her with machine guns. Criticising her lust-based lifestyle, claiming they were tired of forced military labour, and of course, major humilliation was practised.

Two soldiers ripped Alexandra’s leather suit, claiming it had more bdsm use than aerodinamic super spy properties. She would be called a useless slut, a teenage rebel that just adored satan because her parents wouldnt let her smoke weed instead to attend to church, she would be kicked in her balls, thrown away like a puppet. 

-“Is this furfag piece of shit our great representative of the Devil himself”, “Oi, your punk boyfriend has sold you like a prostitute to gain his meth money?” The soldiers would constantly insult her and hit her with objects as hard as they could, but no wounds were seen, she seemed immune to normal aggression. She was completely silent, non responding, like she didnt care about anything. Soon, the soldiers tied her to a wall of the Jet’s interior, completely naked. An anonymous soldier, which name we couldnt find, found the situation perfect for some info farming. They could torture her in order to know the location of the cosmopolitan paradise in order to raid it and become the U.N.A’s leaders. But first, something had to be said.

-“Where were you all this time when we needed your kind, where were your instructions when we needed them in war? WHERE? SPEAK YOU PIECE OF FILTH,SPEAK!!”. The interrogator took a club covered in sharp spikes and gave her two intense knocks, one in the head and one in her stomach, this time, some dark pink blood splattered across the ground, but not a lot, the rest found strange how resistant her body was. She didn’t speak, she just coughed, spilling blood from her mouth.

-”It… seems… that well have to jump to question two… where are your islands? Tell us if you dont want this shoved down your throat”. Another soldier threatened Alexandra, showing a slightly oversized iron sledgehammer. 

-”W...wha...wh...wh…” Alexandra mumbled, at first, it seemed that she was light headed and didnt understand the question, but as she kept on, she starting saying weird words that seemed an unknown language, similar to what creature that visited her earlier spoke.

-”Speak ENGLISH you inbred abortion!!” The second soldier overthrown Alexandra and used his hammer to strike her spine three times. A crack was heard , it was obvious that something broke inside her.

Her mumbling continued, she started speaking, and eventually got up, her fractures healed instantly as she bent her back to get her spine straight again. Alexandra was standing still, but she was still looking down, but like possessed, speaking a strange language with vocal sounds that seemed impossible to pronounce. Was Satan possesing her? Were the soldiers torturing their own master instead of her unloyal Antichrist substitute? Half of the militants, terrified, covered their heads and fleed to the opposite corner, afraid of the worst punishment imaginable. One of them thought she was just losing her mind. He took the sledgehammer used to break her spine and touched her like a curious kid poking a rat corpse in a hot american 60’s summer. 

Alexandra stopped moving and posed like a statue, The soldiers tried to flee the jet where the tortures lasted for an hour, but when three tried to get out, the door violently shut, cutting their bodies in halves in the process. The rest of the rebel army outside the jet, that faked escorting her, pointed their weapons to the plane, waiting Alexandra to come out. Instead, they heard thousands of  men, women and children screaming, pig-like beast growls, weird sentences in unknown dead tongues, reversed sounds, and gorey splats at a volume that made many soldiers ‘ ears bleed. The door opened again, and whilst the armed rebels tried to locate their victim, a mass of gore meaty slime mixed with broken bones spilled out of the entrance, similar to that elevator scene from the Shining. No armors, just what were left of organs and muscles. Some seconds of absolute silence passed, the doors gently closed again, and the plane, that seemed driven by nobody, flew away. 

Many ex-U.N.A soldiers that witnessed the scene claimed that no one was inside the plane after the blended corpes left the plane. The only way we knew what happened inside are the recordings from the security cameras, when the sounds from hell were heard, following the rebels ‘ declarations, the cameras failed, the last images recorded were Alexandra floating while standing like a mannequin.

Alexandra’s former son managed to survive the strikes from the Islamic airtanks, and its accelerating anxiety made it rage more and more. Many didnt know that it was a biological bomb, its anxiety provoked by its lasting memories trying to recover themselves but failing and fading more, its fast dementia, its made on purpose to make his heart-rate increase until it explodes, Valeria has also mutated in a way that his body becomes similar to a whale’s corpse, once the heart explodes, the gasses in his interior will provoke an explosion that will kill everyone in the battlefield by intoxication. 

Since Christine did a pact with an unknown interdimensional sect that parasited universes into becoming their temples, that saw their universe as a weak one due to Lucifer’s uprising, a huge plan was made, and this was just the start.

The monk-like creature also possesed Alexandra in order to make her survive the toxic-gas explosion. And the plan went as it should, the 20th airtank bullet, instead of directly kill Valeria, it stressed her enough to make its chest explode, first, blood and organs scatered like anyone would usually expect. 

The Islamic Empire’s almost defunct army was happy, finally, the U.N.A’s final weapon was defeated, it was time to take their manuscripts. The moment Saddam Dhalim II went to the terminal, he fell to his knees, for that explosion wasn’t just organs and vessels flying, the air was heavy.

- “I… can’t breathe… ” He tried to look for a mask to cover his face, but then he looked terrified at the sight that one of his top commanders and close friend, Abbud Hammed, even wearing the top tech Military L.E.D gasmask, was dripping blood from below , his body fell over Saddam’s shoulder, and tried to whisper something to his ear.. “S..end ...he..lp”. The masks werent enough, that gas was something else.

-”No! Abbud! D..on’t die! Allah is on our side, we can do thieeeeghhh..” Saddam couldn’t continue to speak, as he started coughing blood, as his vision started fading. He went to the terminal, trying to run, carrying his friend on his shoulder. As he touched holographic interfaces, he discovered that U.N.A soldiers were also suffocating  and dying from whatever was poisoning the air. Being this an near death experience to everyone after a long battle, where half of the militants weren’t even important for their masters, a wholesome scene of U.N.A survivors’s last seconds lifting up and helping Islamic soldiers and viceversa, knowing this was the end.

The gas had something, extrange in it, everything that had contact with it grew a strange crimson herpes, even walls and inanimate objects that were exposed to it. Troops were growing strange red moss that formed enormous clusters as they were slowly dying while trying to help each other no matter the side they were on.

-“Allah may save us, this isn’t..a g..as… this...is a ..fucking...virus!” The Vatican was flooded with  a thick orange mist as more formations of hard red mucus expanded among mountains of rotting corpses. Saddam took advantage of being in the underground bunkers and tried to scape with his friend on his side, if they could get to the alpha point, were a special Islamic unit was sent, they both could get to an hospital, to get cured, or at least to see their families again. It was 20:47 PM GTC +2, the Vatican siege, which resulted in a failure for both sides, was over, the only winner is the children of perfection and their new host on earth, Alexandra.

The children of perfection, an unknown force that has slayed multiple dimensions into temples of worship, a plague of humanoid monks that twist weak universes and overthrow entire civilizations, has marked our universe as its next victim.




Phase 3: Furxia


The year is 2315. Alexandra, on a way or another, got the scriptures Satan wanted, and is still waiting for the arrival, now, they’re safer than ever before, in a secret room inside her house. She was still the leader of the U.N.A, and mostly, the mayor of all cosmopolitan territory.

The human-cosmopolitan relations have changed. Due to more incommunication between the Platinum class and the Golden-Silver and so below, a revolutionary anti-luciferanist atheist moevement has emerged from the U.N.A after the top Golden class generals became aware of how Alexandra killed about 500.000 of their troops for some manuscripts in the siege of 2289. The tensions between the ones that just wanted to fuck and enjoy a sextopian lifestyle and the military that was constantly working for them had finaly exploded into rebellion. The feces class people were liberated from their pods and reinsterted in a more free society, a military dictatorship leaded by Captain D:98_XSDF_09 with the objective of restoring the values from the 21st century.

That didnt afffect the cosmopolitans really much, as they decided to totally enslave the territory they still had unconquered by the anti-U.N.A rebellion from within. All non-cosmopolitans would become another kind of feces-class slaves, including high-rank soldiers and the platinum class’s personal stetic surgeons, that would be enforced to live in underground cities, mutated as B-class servants, called “runners”. 

The runners are extremely-thin and short hairless skeleton-like humanoids that were made to spend all day lurking in endless corridors of underground labyrinths while being streamed content from the cosmopolitan entertainment industry to vr systems that were connected directly to their brains, in order to keep running for the rest of their lifes without communicating or doing anything besides digesting dirt worm-style or feeding from insects. Their body energy would be converted into electricity for the cosmopolitans through their “entertainment” vr systems.

Who would occupy the previous army and body modificators? Other cosmopolitans, of course. As they spend their days fucking even since from their childhood, their kind grew in numbers exponentially, and as their bodies were physically perfect, they would make better soldiers. And with the nature-altering knowledge of the manuscripts, they were now unstopable.

Satan only wanted the manuscripts for himself, but the new elite disobeyed as always and used the forbidden alchemic knowledge for their own interests. Obviously, without the help of some of the children of perfection that had a link with Alexandra, translating the Voynich manuscript or providing the ingredients for the rituals on the Codex Gigas wouldnt be possible. 

They finally got to do the necessary alterations left to fulfill their lustful conversion into anthros using alchemy, learned from the manuscripts. Those who wanted to become half-creature would have its genes altered instead of being externally altered, that meaned that their offspring would be also born half-beast without any surgery needed. Animals werent the only combinations, other anthro types started to emerge later, such as plant people, anime succubi-looking people, monster-bois and girls, yokai-inspired demihumans, fantasy hybrids such as kobolds and dragons, fruit people, and even pokemon (yeah, hundreds of years and pokemon wasnt forgotten, pokeanthros were the most difficult possible outcomes, it was not written how to mix your DNA with a pikachu, you had to combine animal scripts to get as close to one as possible).

Cosmopolitan society started to look less like a small set of luxury secret neighbourhoods and more like a civilization.  As said before, an Industry dedicated to entertainment started to emerge as studios of live pornography and cartoon animation (which demographic targeted Cosmopolitans) started to develop at a large rate. Alchemy-related bussineses and small companies started to emerge with, you guessed it, the objective of selling sex-themed magical artifacts. Netflix started to broadcast again, instead of brainwashing feces-class individuals, they returned to their main mission, amusement, this time they would focus on Anthro related content, that would be also transmitted to the runners, this time they cared even less of humanity, so they would stream their sex shit to their slaves instead of streaming them brainwashing content to keep them obedient, as they used to do before the U.N.A rebellion took place. The content made in the studios would be taken to Netflix.

An education system focused of teaching magic was founded. Lolis and Shotas were taught basic alchemy skills so they could work as soldiers, animators, or as product designers, boring jobs like agriculture were left to servants, that were still produced out of humans the Cosmopolitan army kidnapped in the rebellious zone. On recess time, orgies bewteen students and teachers formed inside all zones of the Schools, let’s not forget that sexual behaviour, incest and nudity at almost all ages was, is and will be the norm of anthros for a long time from now.

South America is completely Taken by the U.N.A, mainly by Cosmopolitan soldiers, as every human was mutated into a runner and placed with an vr set inside underground tunnels. There were still zones In North Europe and Former USA (Alaska) that still use the Human-in-pod system from the last century, this time instead of being guarded by copper class law enforcers, Cosmopolitans, often Nude, were casually fucking or hanging out in tents, As cities would be built in former pod stations. 

The U.N.A territory has changed its landscape, as concentration camps now serve as human-to-runner transformation centers, the people on the pods are streamed Cosmopolitan content instead of brainwashing globohomogenical propaganda, the forced labour changed to agriculture and intense building of Anthros ‘ future cities, as the place filled with tents and the future cosmopolitans that will populate the territory. As decades passed, mutation camps were installed everywhere, all humans were transformed either in runners or in servants angainst their will, the punishment was intense rape, as the Anthros or still-humanoid evolved Cosmopolitan shafts were at least one foot long, their organs were broken and the victims always died from blood loss.

The only nations on Earth left circa 2378 were four: The Human Republic, founded by U.N.A soldiers angainst the U.N.A itself, the rebellion that liberated the fecess class and ascended them into militants with the objective to return to the 21st century and wipe the Cosmopolitans out of the planet, Its territory Occuppied Italy, Half of Germany, Sardinia, Corsica and the Balearic Islands; The Democratic Republic of China, that included Xinjiang, half of former China, Taiwan and Hong Kong, and the Eastern half of Russia;  People’s Republic of China, that Included the Western half of Russia, (both Chinas entered in conflict again due to their fight for occupying where Russia used to be); And finally, The “Democratic” People’s Republic of  Korea, that ruled all over the korean peninsule since South Korea joined the space cluster, which governor was the nineth member of the Kim Il dinasty, Kim-Il-Yeol.

At the stunning age of 140, something even uncommon for Anthros or Cosmopolitans waiting for their kin to be possible (which life expectancy is approximately 120) Alexandra died. It was a 27 of july of that exact same year, 2378. Five hours before her death, one of her biological, born half-axolotl anthro daughter Esperanza walked into the hospial to see her. The hospital of the new Lewd nation, called Furxia, was like any other one you’d encounter in the game Paraphore, for those who arent familiar woth paraphore, more than curing diseases, hospitals were places for medical roleplay, porno filming, and ederly caring, for Cosmopolitans had bodies inmune to almost every disease except the bubonic plague, and obviosuly, death itself. As Esperanza was watching threesomes and foursomes between families, friends, and between friends’families, she looked worried for her mother, she encountered in the way her best friend, Flekay, a orange-furred squirrel femboy who worked as one of the hospital’s living toilets. What called the attention was his huge deep eyes, and that judging by the average size of his erect 10 inch long 4 cm thick cock, his testicles were too big, having the aspect of two furred basketballs. His butcheecks were the biggest of the whole room, each one reached the proportions that surpased a yoga ball, but both were sepparated by a pink, baby-skin soft, donut-shaped anus that had the same dimensions than an average tire, perfect for milking any kind of cock, Flekay’s body was made for being bred, and used not only as a toilet, but also as a fuckdoll and a lewd test subject.

One chubby beast of an hirsute half-bull anthro, with a 5 foot long smegma covered erect cock , and saggy as fuck melon-sized hair-covered testicles was taking a dump on his mouth, a huge shit which size was comparable to the ammount an average elephant with diarrhea would release a hot african evening. 

-”Agh… shit… here comes another one, get ready..slut!” The ugly – bastard-esque bullman was ready to release another log of fresh feces, as Flekay swung his tail happily, hitting his two massive buttcheecks, making them bounce like water balloons as he opened wide, smiling and cumming from the excitement of tasting his ugly filthy shit again. And after gulping what was left of that monster log. His job as a toilet was a full smegma-cleaning blowjob, his favourite part, as the badge on his shirt stated, he was the fuckslut-stres-relieving and toilet of the hospital, one of many.

He O shaped his mouth and made the job of using only his tongue to get rid of all the hair bits and yellow smeggy goo of the bull’s cock.

-“Oh shit~~~ good job you filthy shit, now let me spank that ass of yours before I go”

The last thing he did before leaving Flakey on the floor, was hitting the squirrel femboy’s left asscheek with his hand-palm wide open, leaving a hand-shapen mark, well, another one, since his butt was full of them, as he serviced lots of horny bois, girls and herms through the day, getting spanked everyday as the public toilet slut he applied for. As he saw Esperanza, he gave her a tight hug, and started talking about how much he enjoyed his new job as everyone’s dump, and how good he was getting paid (no, seriously, he was getting paid really well), until his friend started crying and stated that came because of her dying mother.

As a good friend he was, he asked his boss for a small break, he needed to accompany Ezperanza to room 128. A little surprise was waiting for both of them there. Instead of being in bed and admitted, Alexandra was standing up, looking at the window, it was like she dodged death and became young again, but her face didnt say so, as her head spinned 180 degrees, just to show a hole to eternal void instead of an actual face. Her daughter and his friend screamed, but Flekay was the only one who got to scape the room and ask for help, Esperanza got stuck inside the room as the door instantly closed, she feel on the floor as she saw a strange creature in a corner of the room. 

A tall humanoid, that looked like a giant faceless, white ragdoll with no limbs was floating 3 feet above the ground, what was over its face was a constantly changing symbol who got Esperanza hypnotized, in a second, what loooked like a inverted triangle with a stick going up was replaced with another set of weird squares, a text made out of eyes, and other complex undescriptable symbology, as the ragdoll started to grow cloth tentacles and whispers started to be heard, whispers of a unknown language that seemed from an unknown world outside of our universe.

A world of perfection, of eternity, a world that could never die, that could never grow old, a world where there was no heaven or hell, no beginning and no end. The constantly changing symbols were brainwashing Esperanza into Alexandra’s Disciple, or more like, the next false prophet of the children of perfection, as the creature, one of them, was showing her their world, their eternal gods, gods that did nothing, yet everything, their unactions stablished a realm that would last forever, an eternity of aureal perfection, a world where the Golden ratio ruled over all, where the Infinity Sun, the eternal Moon, and the perfection stars, spinned eternally in the sky, making sure perfection lasted for infinity, ad infinitum.

After fainting for half an hour, the Cosmopolitan police breaked through the door of the hospital room 128, there was nothing there, all the furniture, photos, and gifts that were left for Alexandra during her last days of her life, were totally gone. There was just Esperanza, standing still, looking through the window. She now did know what to do. The lewd nation were sex and fun were the norm and primordial for relationships, praising the Devil had to be replaced with a new God, and It wasn’t the father of Jesus. Furxia was hers. (Also, she would add some new laws and services that would make vore and dying from it legal and a fun activity to do among friends and family, she just thought about that and seemed like a good idea that wont took long to implement. The reason? Uncertain, cosmopolitans gain their name for living for pleasure and hedonism and inventing new forms aside from making their fantasies reality instead on focusing on development.)

The Human Republic was gaining territory, recovering land from Poland and former Yugoslavia with help from the Democratic Republic of China (do not confuse with CPP’s China, its main territorial rival), the second capitalist China had now a second anticosmopolitan return to human objective that they shared with the Human republic after the Global Post-U.N.A meeting of 2383 where the expanding Asiatic empire, and the new Human empire’s goverments, which shared similar thoughts on politics and economy, decided to collab on raging a war angainst Furxia, “a gruesome name for a unworthy future humanity” (words from D:98_XSDF_09 himself).

Meanwhile, the Islamic empire, that was in a deep chrisis formed by nationalist movements from within that would break the nation into smaller weaker nations such as the New Ukraine anti-goverment Party or the NeoIrak Islamic terrorism that was risking the Aristocracy’s lives, something that would make the already trembling legacy of the Islamic empire succumb to the greedy and perverted cosmopolitan worlwide takeover. However, They werent the only ones going through rough times. The virus that started to form from Valeria’s rotting outer-dimensional demonic corpse was killing millions of people through the Italic Peninsula. A new bubonic-level plague was devastating the recent country. The masks they could wear were able to someway block whatever kind of virus that was, but sometimes it coulf break in, and people who were infected werent seen as humans but burden, and thrown to the streets like rats, damned to suffer a slow and painful death.

At the same time, some rumors were spread about sightings of a being, formed by various animal heads and eye covered wings, that spoke an unknown language, and drew weird routes in the sky like an ufo.  Those rumors became a reality when a video captured the same being speaking by all of its different animal mouths, then flying lightspeed into the sky. The messages, discovered later, were in an ancient version of hebrew, and some parts in early latin or even mesopotamic or ancient egyptian. The vatican, destroyed and surely having each centimeter of it covered in the red mucus that formed the virus, had the necessary information to know what the actual fuck was going on. But it being the epicenter of the virus that was killing half of the population made it too dangerous to even exist three kilometers from it, breathing a bit of that orange gas could kill you within minutes, and then kill the rest of the people around you in seconds.

But one thing was clear, the disease happened because the genetically lewd wanted the most crucial documents on alchemy and witchcraft, accompanied by the most misterious and ambiguous versions and gospels of the bible, they could have even taken more than we know. With the knowlegde adquired, they could know or even have influenced in the recent events. It was even their fault the disease was there in the first place.

Codename Glieger, that was the name of an operation all nations except Furxia and North Korea (and the Space Cluster) financed with their best technology, for they all feared this could be related to the apocalypse itself. The objective? Get back the scriptures to have the enough material to investigate the sightings.

A team of the best international soldiers would be sent in a top tech almost invisible plane to Furxian territory in former Canada, they would get information on where their leaders hide, and a second plane would be sent there. The operation was too risky, and as we know, the first plane’s crew would obviously die or never seen again, but all the information that the nations could get should be enough to know their common enemy better, and that was worth the loss.

The things these people will witness would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

It was 3:00 AM in Pekin, an  exact ammount of 15 of the International Human Liberation Army, Specially made for this mission, were waken up after another day of training without being told about anything. This was their day of glory, as they were sent into a university classroom sized room.

The room was dark, and the only people there were four high rank Commanders and the Presidents of each of the nations involved in Codename Glieger. They were told that, due to their high ranks inside of the army, they were the ones to be sent for the first phase. After an hour of motivation about saving humanity from Satanism and Patriotism, and a brief history of what humans had gone through because of the lust and hedonism of the elites that had enslaved humanity for centuries. (Ironic coming from China btw, but they were momma bears compared with the ancient U.N.A and how Today’s Furxians use humans as biological perpetual energy sources, still, that doesnt really justify things like what happened in Tiananmen Square or what they do with the Tibetans.. What the fuck am I talking about? Fuck politics, this is a fictional story, full stop).

They all knew they werent going to live much after this, much had a bit of spare time after being sent to the airport of that same base. Ones prayed, others tried not to cry while saying goodbye to their families, without being too direct, giving hope that they will return someday, and others just hanged around at the bar, playing pingball or having a last booze of beer.

Around 5:00 AM, all of the 15 were ready, althrough some of them felt panic, and got inside of a military Car, half an hour later, they would be at a top secret airport, built specially for the mission.

The sky was pitch black, and the Space cluster, each year smaller, could be seen, but it had the size and look like any other star.

Whilst the ride to the airport, one of the soldiers told another to look and the sky, as he pointed one of the only stars.

- “The rest of us are there, they leaved because of the U.N.A , hey, remember when our fathers still worked for those suckers? (nervious laughter)”

- “You mean that brigh star-looking point is the Space Cluster?.. I dont know man, I think Japan was also invaded by them and turned into anime.”

As the first one starts laughing more, the second responds, still serious. - “What? I dont believe we were enough techy to go full space civilization. If these people can turn themselves into furry porn, the japanese were turned into hentai. I dont believe in no Space Cluster theory… we are fucked, we are terrestrial.”

- “What about the Indians, were they turned into shitty badly drawn 2d erotic cartoonery? Or porn versions of their dramas, am I right?” A third soldier entered in the conversation, and added. “Still.. I think after landing on the moon and sending some shit to Mars we started to get dumb as fuck, how could we make a civilization floating in space? That would be fucking nuts man. I wish they could have invited us to fuck alien babes and shit (laughs), but.. being realistic, If there was a so called space cluster, they would have communicated with us, or at least tried to.”

- “Well, my family has been told ones to others, from father to child, that.. I dont know, my great great bla bla grandpa and my great great  granma were sepparated because one had to go with their family to space with the rest of her country, thats the only proof that I have, and the only proof that exists I guess”.


The Space Cluster was a legend amongst even cosmopolitans themselves, as it didnt try to even communicate with the earth for centuries, it became a legend, some even believed aliens created it to save humanity, and thus some people now believe that God wanted to take half of humanity with him to the true promised land, a city made of gold and ruled by Jesus himself, as the book of revelation says. 

At a unknown location, 5:30 AM, hidden behind a mixture of fake and aunthentical vegetation was a really discrete but small building next to a runway where the special silent supersonic camouflage jet laid, ready to take off.

- “GO!GO!GO!GO!GO!” - Each one of the squad members got in their seats, two of them were assigned to pilot the machine. It was one trip of no return, god knows if Otawa was still the capital city, or if they would find a dumpster instead. They had to land in a small village or a empty place, and slowly infiltrate into an important city in order to hijack it and get info about the location of the islands were the former U.N.A’s cosmopolitans originated.

The jet quickly took off and reached supersonic speeds, in some hours, their last mission would truly begin, and they could only make one communication, the final needed information.

Two hours before landing, due to the immense height of the flight, one could saw the formations of the continents, the city lights, and… explosions?,  on what seemed to be where Washington D.C used to be, what seemed like continuous explosions of multiple colors were erupting for the ground, like some kind of a combination between a massive volcano eruption and an olimpic bonfire, aside of explosions, unhuman screams were heard, but rather than pain, those expressed a kind of orgasm. Deadly distorted hellish orgasms that sounded like those G-MAJOR ytp segments that gave those colored explosions a really eerie and creepy feeling of a bloody otherwordly alien death plasma orgy. The soldiers were thankful that the jet wasnt going to land there, althrough some of them even wanted to know what kind of witchery was going on, and the other ones didnt.

Years later, Somewhere in former Canada, on a regular cosmopolitan neighbourhood that looked like the average american town (oddly, cosmopolitans also wanted to recreate the 21st century lifestyle, but with their excessively-lewd touch), in one of the normal-looking homes, lived a regular cosmopolitan family like any other, but that was going to change.



Phase 4: Phantoms of Canada 



Two brothers belonging to the vampire subspecies, a cosmopolitan variant which within physical characteristics stand out obsidian pitch black hair/body hair, skin colors ranging from dark gray to pale white, muscular bodies, and hirsutism, excessive body hair covering arms, legs, ass and armpits (from the pubic area, a huge bush is seen, and a huge trail forms, crossing the entire torso up to another hairy bush on the chest, all gender combinations from female and male to cuntboi, shemale and multiherm share this condition). Vampires have, obviously, really sharp teeth. They are called vampires just because of their physical appaerance, but they can see themselves in the mirror, eat garlic, and suck blood, as gore/blood being one of the multiple fetishes between young furxians, not just vampire subclass individuals. Also, forget about transforming into bats, only magic or advance tecnology could permit that, mostly magic because not even current tech is capable of storing bodies in spaces of smaller volume Tardis style.

The young one, Gilberto, despite its lewd nature, dedicates his life to worship Satan and study black magic to fullfill everyone’s sexual fantasies with magic in exchange of some cash. His nerdy ways had guaranteed him a good place in the local alchemy academy, and with nerdy ways I mean just sneaking out of his anime decorated room (and with anime I’m refering to modern cosmopolitan produced sex/fetish themed anime/cartoonery which production is going up each year more), sneak into her big sis’s room, usually covered in her Stallion friends ‘ cum, shit and sperm after some hours of intense threeway sex, all shenanigans laying on the bed, sleeping naked and dirty, with diverse fluids leaking from their genitals (and her sis’ nipples since titfucking is crucial in her sessions), and take advantage of the situation, taking big sis from her massively armpit bushes and dragging her like a ragdoll to his room, just to cosplay her and fucking her holes with his massive one foot and a half rod, while imagining all the sex she had without him, Gilberto was a cucklord for sure, but he didn’t mind. Doing this just once or twice at a day gave him enough time to study, considering how every  average cosmopolitan at least fucked two times more than him with twice the people, making the normal Furxia citizen a horny folk that never had enough time to educate themself.

Gilberto was skinny and short, slightly muscular and hairy as fuck due to his vampiric nature, gray skinned, and had those dorky cliche glasses, overall, his face was really feminine, and althrough the same Stallion-dudes that fuck the shit out of her sister on a daily basis also try to pound his holes, he always prefers to have his time with his sis, as he’s overly shy even for a horny one of his species.

On the other side, his Sister, Spike, was a dirty whore, both her pussy and mouth lips were fat and plump, her bodybuild was overly muscular and hourglass-shaped, her skin being almost white, doing contrast with all the unshaven starless night black manes on her head, that reached her thighs and covered her huge deep crimson eyes, and lets not forget all the  equally black hair over her body , from the manes of curly hair under her arms to the massive bushes on her chest and the one surrounding her massive vaginal labia, connected through a massively thick and long trail that always smelled musky, emiting feromones at a rimming speed that attracted everyone of every age around her. Both her massive milkers had nipples That were gifted with cow-like udders at the end, instead of normal nipples, she had four fat meaty hole knobs for each aerolas, eight huge nipples in total that made her look like the total milk-musk cow she was, each one decorated with a different piercing. She liked the term “dirty cow” so much that she had modded two huge bovine horns on her head and had been bought a golden cowbell with her name on her that she never gets off. Of course, she got all that for her 17th Birthday

Gilberto remembers the day they were old enough to not depend of their parents, they were all so horny and sad for each other that after the hours of family sex, Spike had the… “great” Idea of voring her parents so they become part of her forever. Since Ultimate Prophet Esperanza normalized the idea of irl experimentation of Vore as “joining someone for the rest of their life/demonstrating your eternal devotion for someone”, and their parents didnt want to separate from us, they… both consented being eaten alive, from Spike’s ass. 

She expanded her anus like never before, Gilberto has already seen her take meter lomg cocks, but not meter wide stuff, but that wasnt a problem for her. As she was taking her literal parents inside her crack and she just moaned and lactated. Her anus was already trained enough and had that donut shape, it could be opened and played with as the hole of a condom. Gilberto couldn’t resist more and got his cock inside of her vagina and just slammed it, hitting her womb violently as her tight walls pressed angainst his huge penis as he drank all the milk from her nipples. Later, as he saw her sister with that bulging pregnant-esque belly, he cried knowing he wouldn’t see his parents again, regretting even joining the vorgy-foursome, as her sister teased him, rubbing her belly and talking to it, to provoke him, the next day they would move to her friends ‘ house, where they live today (Circa 2385). Talking about this moment, everything would change for our vampire bros the next day.
Gilberto woke up, and Spike wasn’t there, he already knows that when she gets asleep while being dragged and raped by her brother in his weaboo room, she notices it and even likes it because of how innocent and kinda pathetic he is, having a small maternal instinct on him and wanting to make him feel safe and satisfied, something that wasn’t common the first year they were toghether. The thing is, that maternal instinct is what makes her stay with her bro all night everytime he does that, it was weird she left, but it wasnt that bad, it wont mean anything crazy happened, or did it?

Gilberto, as a cosmopolitan, didn’t put on any clothes, as being naked or wearing some nasty lingerie was the norm. He just prefered just walking straight to the kitchen, where one of the Hung-like literally horse dudes would be beating his meat while his sister probably would be shitting on a plate while talking dirty to him, while the other one, another horse-like cosmopolitan, could be still sleeping.  That… wasn’t the case. There was nobody in the main room and the door was open, some sirens were heard at the distance, Gilberto could see her sister behind the window, outside, without her slutty cloth nor her cowbell on. “Ok, this is now getting weird” – He thought to himself.

As he tried to get to her, her Stallion friend took him by his waist and took him down in an aggressive manner.

“The FUCK are you doing?, J..just shut up!” - Jasper (That’s his name, yeah, sorry for being too late, you shitman) whispered to Gilberto while covering his mouth and hiding him behind the sofa, Gilberto was scared, but not as scared as when he heard the voice.

-“I’M FUCKING KILLING HER, I’M FUCKING KILLING HER, YOU GET ME?” - Gilberto couldn’t see it, but a human soldier was holding a gun angainst Spike’s head and then shot at the sky three times to warn others to not interfere. He hadn’t got any kind of mask on, but what was left of his military uniform was a badge of logo that looked like davinci’s famous human anatomy drawing, he was all full of injuries and one of his hands had only two fingers. The look of his face was the definition of seeing too much, the definition of confusion within insanity, and the look of someone which vision of reality has dissolved into entropy.

-“Go on, kill her, I don’t care” – Above the soldier was a floating white cilinder which inferior part glowed bright cyan, with a very minimalistic and “globohomo” version of the baphomet sigil in marine blue on the side, spinning slowly around itself. Those were furxia’s “police” vehicles, called “the devil’s guards”, powered mainly by alchemy. 

-“YOU are willing to KILL one of your people to save your dirty little SECRETS? Shame on you! SHAME on YOUR ENTIRE SPECIES!” 

Jasper runned towards the soldier, charging angainst him, he shot him in the head. Spike started screaming and crying, the soldier responded dragging her from her hair, forcing her to witness the death of her friend. As he put one of his feet on her neck, whilst she was shaking, trying to scape just to hug Jasper for the last time, something that the soldier tried to prevent.

“THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR EVERYTHING YOU HAVE DONE TO HUMANITY, FOR ALL THOSE PEOPLE WHO HAVE GOT THEIR SPIRITS RIPPED OFF AND TURNED INTO MUTANTS FOR YOUR AMUSEMENT, FOR ALL THOSE PEOPLE YOU ENSLAVED JUST SO YOU JUST EAT EACH OTHER LIKE DIRTY FUCKING RATS! DIE!”

The floating cilinder floated above him and started to bright more and more until the soldier’s skin started to melt, as Spike tried to scape resisting the trauma of the sudden death of his best friend, got her legs melted too as she screamed in pain. The devil’s guard’s weapon was to emit intense heat waves to everything under it, and it barely worked. The soldier just got inmovilized, he was just a melted-candle looking talking flesh accumulation that screamed all his pain out, and Spike’s leg limbs became useless. Jasper’s corpse turned into a black 100 degrees celsius boiling mold.

Spike fainted as the devil’s guard floated away, the neighbours called the hospitals, Gilberto was in total shock as he saw his sister, unconcious, with her legs turned into deformed flesh, was laying on the floor next to that thing that tried to kill her, still swearing and calling everyone names.

Dante, the other Stallion guy had to move out too, due to not being able to process the situation and being in massive fear of this happening again. Soon, Gilberto had the entire house for himself and his traumatised mind, as Spike was held in the hospital.

The hospitals, since Esperanza was “chosen” as Alexandra’s successor, became actually working hospitals instead of intense roleplaying zones, something strange as things like this are really rare to happen. But… they do. Esperanza’s new laws can get cosmopolitans in danger, like the laws are actually more important than the people they are supposed to protect. As hospitals became functional, no one sees whats happening inside, and people who go there inmediately forget how they are cured, the only cosmopolitans working there manage the entrances and leavings of the patients, people say hospitals are magic/alchemy powered automated curation machines that make you even forget the pain you go through, made by state magicians. Its a little bit cheesy, but being horny and fucky all day can make anyone forget about doubting.

At least she will forget the trauma, Gilberto wont. It was hard to sleep, as neighbors were moving away, seeing the former soldier, in that strange form, still swearing while saying things like, “that goat limp-dick thing isnt the real Satan”, and how his people are being transformed into earth dwelling insects that roam under our noses and consume our shitty sex shows and dirt to give us electricity.

Gilberto cried in the bathroom, it was too much to take in, at least there he wont hear that thing, reminding him, teasing everyone that he would gladly kill another one of us if he was still in his former shape.

Then, at approximately 7 A.M, the ex-soldier mass started crying too, while yelling things about interdimensional monks, and how they started it all. “Ok… first he ruins my life and blames it on us because we turned his species into tunnel-dwelling mutants, that Esperanza’s Friend isn’t Satan and he’s now saying some bullshit about interdimensional monks? You gotta be fucking with me, in a bad sense of course..” -Gilberto thought to himself. 

Cosmopolitans nowadays (2383) are told that his species are created by all mighty satan and god created a dull unsexed version of furxians (humanity) because of his jealeously with the objective of unsexualize everyone, and we should kill god to free humanity and for everyone to become perfect humans, they aren’t told the truth about the elite that became them, about who really enslaved who and where does the electricity come from. Instead of being told that humanity is being tortured into earthworm-like humanoids which internal cicles are transmited to underground satellites, they are being lied that satan, the “good guy”, is giving them free electricity in exchange of worship.

Cosmopolitans were a breed of an elite that served the devil until they were contacted by an interdimensional sect, Alexandra, and now her daughter, are trying to erase satan by replacing him with a false fake prophet called Stania, a Hung Goat futa with , 4 meter long curved horns, giant Breasts and a 4 meter long, 1 foot wide pitch black prehensile penis, by pretending she’s the real demon lord, Esperanza toys the principles of satanism, modyfying the sacrifice rituals so instead of getting sthe souls to Baphomet, the souls would reach to the children of perfection in order to open a portal to their dimension. Clearly, as the new threat intended, satanism in Furxia was being taken over silently by a new religion that will replace it without changing its name, but how will Esperanza get rid of the Devil himself?

Back to Gilberto, as he heared weirder and weirder statements coming from the hardened flesh as it was dying, got invaded by a morbid curiosity that made him think about extracting the soldier’s remains of the floor and taking him to his house, in his current state he wouldn’t harm him, at least physically. Unfortunately, those thoughts only leaded Gilberto to a downward spiral of anxiety and fatigue. He just had to do it, at least to get rid of the agony the doubts about all the possible outcomes is provoking, a feel of utter insanity that his tiny designed to breed mind couldnt handle.

His nerdy, curious about the world mindset wasn’t common amongst cosmopolitans, that was one of the reasons he didnt have as many sex as the average furxia habitant, he prefered to study magic, as he was told that was the only way to know the “magical” world he was born in. He always walked away from the school orgies to look at the insects that flew among the tall grasses and bushes just to get lost in the vegetation, admiring other kinds of life, just to make the teachers waste half an hour looking for him as he got lost and then punishing him to take a spike dildo. That same childish curiosity about his surroundings that got him away from everything, into trouble and into a loneliness that was even odd, was now invading his mind and doing its thing again, ruining his life once more. 

He remembered one night at Jasper’s home, just where he’s now, after nutting three times to her sister having a watersports themed threesome, cosplaying as Nora, from some anime her bro made her addicted to, as they peed on each other and roleplayed. He thought at first that they just did it to make fun of him, as they already know how he always watches as he’s too shy, but instead, they wanted to tribute one of his favorite sex-themed animes just to entertain him and make the session special for him. It was too late, after they slept for half an hour, knowing how much Gilberto had stroked his massive cock and how much apparently he liked it, Spike got up to the bathroom, just to see his brother crying inside, after peeking through the door, she gently said hi.

This was the first time she ever felt that motherly instinct to protect her brother, as he heard how he thought this was another of her teases, like how she talked to her belly after anal voring their parents. After explaining that it was specially made for him, but to enjoy, even more tears bursted from him, not only because of sadness, but because of an emotion rush: envy, sadness, thankfulness, arousal, the feeling of not knowing what emotion he was feeling, self-hatred provoked because of his curiosity (that provokes his sexually low life and insecurities), and a bit of everything in general. Gilberto cried as he hugged Spike in need of some company for his unstable status. 

“It’s ok, lil sweetie… dont worry about all of that… come on…” -  His sister tried to comfort him by tight smooth hugs and her truest words, making him know about her pressence and the way she would be taking care of him, they ended up having some slow passionate sex before falling asleep in Gilberto’s room.

But now, she was gone, who would take care of his anxiety now? He let go by his mad unnatural instinct and viciously searched for something that could tear the talking flesh from the asphalt, 

He took a old rusty shovel from a closet deep into Jasper’s basement and then searched for anything to cover himself so no one could know his identity, a dumb idea, for he would be ashamed for his actions anyway. Without anyone noticing, in the middle of the cold night, covered in bedroom sheets and with a cold iron shovel between his trembling hands, went out to rip the soldier’s deformed body off the ground. 

For Gilberto’s Surprise, he heard something open the front door as he had already closed the back one. He quickly entered back and slowly walked towards the living room, getting stick to the walls and getting armed with the shovel. 

He dropped the shovel to the floor and runned towards the door, tears of countless mixed emotions flowed through his brain. Spike, was back from the Hospital, alive, inside a decorated box with flowers and condoms covered in a pattern of heart shapes, the box looked like one that would hold a really expensive high end product… But Spike was limbless, like one of those living sex dolls that used to be full body, but loved being used too much and prefered being on the same scale than objects for sexual pleasure and humilliaton. Spike was only torso, neck and head. The box had a label that said “Enjoy your new pet”, and a set of instructions of what not to do if you wanted to keep her alive, ways of holding her so her neck wouldnt break, etcetera.

Her legs had been dissolved by the devil’s guard, so she would have returned without legs, on a wheelchair, but why would they also remove her arms and make her into a living onahole? She was into being used, but she loved… you know.. being able to move.

But the most important thing was that she was here, alive, and she didn’t mind her new status even if she wasn’t into that, because her brother was there too, and alive.

“Gilly!! You’re fine!! Oh thank Satan!!” -  Gilberto got to her and hugged what was left of her body, it felt warmer than usual, and her hairy wet entrance was leaking more than normal, as she was modded into a living doll, her pussy was modified into being always open to the air. As expected, Gilberto got all his emotions out and cried whilst trying to talk, mixed words of mixed sentences, about how much he had missed her, and how lonely he felt, and.. about what happened to her.

“It’s all fine now, just take me to bed, fuck me with that gargantuan cock you have down there and we can rest toghether as long as we want to, you need it sweetheart, it’s all fine now, don’t cry” – Gilberto kept hugging her while sobbing, he had more than enough for today. - “You want to sleep here? Yes? We will then, just listen to my voice and relax sweetheart”. The two bro-lovers had a long night of sleep and comfort that didnt last long. As the next day things would get worse.

The things someone could dream at night, from my experience, can vary a lot if your level of conciousness reaches enough levels, one time you can take control of your dreams, and other times, the nightmare takes control of you, and the pain one feels can be unmeasurable. 

Gilbert is an orinonaut, or what a cosmopolitan can reach about it, one’s sex drive can interfere in its self awareness, Gilberto, once asleep, dreams with a better self, one that acts more like a normal furxian amongst its society, he already has the huge genitals, but not the social skills, always out of the circles, looking straight at the patterns of the sky clouds, the bug’s wings, the textures of the materials, and ignoring the world makes the world ignore you. That inevitable behaviour which Gilberto wants to get rid is the responsible for his lack of interaction, but when he’s in the realm of unconcious fantasy, no one cares about it and he can interact with anyone despise his flaws as a cosmopolitan, his dream come true, he can finally become as fucky as everyone else… 
Until his curiosity grows even more, becoming aware of his status as someone dreaming, he starts flying around and trying to mess with his own mind angainst his own will, breaking his ego into multiple subegos that fight each other. The fight, the ride, the lack, it never ends, the loop of trying to get to others but his curiosity and oddity interfering is a endles trip to self absorbed insanity.

However, this night, he already knew something other than his broken mind was influencing in his sleep. A pressence from above, full of wings and eyes, was crying blood over a pond at the end of the world generated by Gilberto’s more than ever broken mind, he gained the awareness of someone awake, and approached the winged eye-covered bleeding lamb, and asked, “what’s wrong, little-one?”.

“The good-wicked balance of this realm is being toyed by outer measurements that dont understand, both father of all, the fallen angel and the axis they form between them is being distorted by a pressence that might be more dangerous than the Lord of the pits of Hell himself, if good and evil can’t exist with each other and their balance is destroyed, then what will happen?”

Gilberto has never encountered anything like this before, where did this forbidden knowledge come from? Why was it delivered to him in the first place? How did he know the case of this being some form of knowledge, is this related to what the soldier’s flesh was saying? Before leading to any kind of conclusion, over the lamb, was a golden sun which spinned around itself, two eyes and a overly ugly nose spawned on the sun, and songs of an unknown language was started to be sung by absolutely nobody. Gilberto felt hands tearing off parts of his body and eating them, even after being torn appart, he felt the pain of thousands of invisible fangs from people he wasn’t seeing eating his flesh, the hands had thousands of fingers that felt likeoverly sharp and thin tentacles.

While feeling what could be described as demons of infinite limbs and sharp fingers eating his body slowly, he could only see a white void and a golden small sun with a face, an overly ugly old male face laughing, laughs interrupted by the word “buta” as he couldnt move nor scream.

Gilberto woke up screaming, hugging an empty decorated box while hearing  the sound of an electrical saw cutting metal in the kitchen. He remembered his sister hadn’t got limbs to walk, so he    almost had an attack trying to get as fast as possible to the kitchen, and then another trying not to faint seeing what was happening inside.

A naked humanoid figure made of fleshy melten limbs and a semi-deformed torso, that looked like waxwork after being an hour at 40 degrees celsius was doing some kind of hardcore surgery on Spike, all his wacky horror esque looking tools were on the kitchen table with the body of his sister, having her brains cut open while a saw was cutting a part of her cerebrum, blood painting the room red.

“BASTARD!” - Gilberto screamed at the figure while taking a scalpel from the table and trying to stab him. Its skin was too thick and didnt do anything, as the figure quickly turned around and took Gilberto by the neck, knocking him down.

-“You ALMOST made me DROP MY SAW” – the thing revealed his face, Gilberto, being enough smart, knew he was the soldier that almost got melted trying to kill Spike.

-”YOU ARE KILLING HER! AND YOU TRIED!” - Gilberto yelled back at the soldier.

- “I’m extracting something from her, your people turn into toys and become useless ‘press here and I’ll speak garbage’ crap, you thought the stuff she said yesterday was her? It wasn’t, they used MAGICAL BULLSHIT to limit her brain capacity, instead of curing her they turned her into a brainless comfort toy with no thinking capacity, because your goverment is CORRUPT. “
- “Wait, what?” - Gilberto’s mind blew up in 50 pieces.

-”DON’T INTERRUPT ME YOU FAGGOT! You see, when your fake governors do this, they implement special coordinates in what used to be the brains of the dolls, why did you think I didn’t kill her in the first place? It was all a plan for those sickos to turn her into a toy so they chipped these cordinates inside, It works all the time. Blame them for erasing her memory and limiting her thinking capacity into a souless object instead of actually curing her, and not me, who takes advantage to take down this DERRANGED society.”

- “My.. sister.. what have you!!??”

-”ME?!! I ALREADY TOKD YOU ITS THEM WHO TURN THEM INTO TOYS INSTEAD OF SAVING THEM, I JUST TAKE ADVANTAGE!! Blame the game, not the player. Once I get into these coordinates, I’ll get to know where your leaders are and finally avenge my species.”

- “But.t..that evil god made you from us.. right? Of course, he made you so you believe your species, caged in shame, unable to enjoy sex in its fullest, is the true humanity. At least we live our lives doing what we want, as happy as possible. Holyness is hapyness and satisfaction.”

- “Listen, kid… I’m busy here, I’ll just say everything you said is wrong. Holyness is purity, your lives are full of sin, narcissism, and you are figuralively and literally eating each other and fighting each other because of the dumbest of reasons, because not having any kind of struggle is making you literally descent into practices that degenerate more into blood and madness due to paranoia, addiction and shortage of attention span, if you were perfect, as you say, wouldn’t you be happy anyways instead of always needing more and more? I have seen lots of you fall into madness, I have seen all the corruption behind your precious industries, you are all far from perfect” – The soldier finished extracting a strange cristal from Spike’s cerebrum. - “Hope this time works”

Gilberto was going to go nuts, his mind was goin to split in half, one half was going to argue angainst what the militant said, and the other half had to try to get what was left of his sister back. Both halves found each other running opposite directions and started arguing harshly, making Gilberto have a mental breakdown. He fell on the floor, pulled his hair and screeched while crying.

- “Is that what you call holyness and satisfaction? You got to be kidding me… Aight... you can keep whats left of that thing that used to be your mom or whatever” – The soldier saved the cristal in a pocket of a huge bag on his back and proceeded to leave the house. Once again, Gilberto’s perspective of the world he lived in warped, all the things the soldier said opened a new perspective… but he ruined his life!… but he said Esperanza’s new hospital units lied to their people and sometimes turned innocent victims into dolls… No! He had to be lying, right? But he felt on his last nightmare creatures devour his body, and an ugly smiling sun laughing at him, a sun… The soldier, while stuck on the middle of the road also mentioned a sun while talking about the interdimensional monks, could those creatures in that nightmare be monks too? Wait! He souldn’t help someone who literally murdered his most loved sister… But it was Esperanza’s fault…

The humongous amount of conflicting thoughts made him explode, Gilberto broke all the furniture inside the kitchen, he took the chairs and threw them at the walls, he broke all the drawers, tossing each one on the floor and stomping them with feral rage, he looked at the table, and saw Spike’s body, limbless, dead, as her head was cut open and her brains were wrangled, like an unfinished autopsy, he decided to break the doors, punch and kick them, screaming everything that came to his broken mind until there was nothing left but the table and the corpse of Gilberto’s sibling.

Between all those raging screams, there were a few that caught the soldier’s attention, such as “why can’t I be normal, why Spike and not me, why am I like this”, etcetera.  Soldier had never witnessed one of them being aware of death, of its own feelings, feeling actual love, missing someone, and most important, as he didn’t try to kill him after telling him his point of view, someone that… could believe him? He wanted to study his behaviour so he had a little hope on cosmopolitans as not-so-horrendously-bad civilization, as he had done the strategy of getting people limbless, sent to hospitals and recovered as dolls to get these cristals before, another failed round could be worth it if knowing the lower folk’s mindset could be a good advantage for future runs of the same technique, or maybe a better version of it, knowing that individual didnt look as menacing as the rest of them.

- “Hey, you hung weirdo, you… kinda open about what I say? You wont kill me?”

Gilberto was in a fetal position, not moving, he just looked at the soldier, feeling weird about his sudden not-so aggressive behaviour.

- “I uhh… Can get a special capsule that can keep your sister’s body in a state that can be revived, full-minded, not like a doll, you get me? But you have to DO, what I want YOU to DO”

Gilberto, unsure of what was even going to happen at that point, nodded, sobbing in silence, wetting the floor in tears.

- “Alright, champ, first off, the name’s G:99_AAGF_12, G stands for Glieger, it doesn’t matter now as most of it is dead and forgotten, but I will revive it, I think you are traumatized so you wont even remember it, alright, too much to remember, you’ll call me G99, understood? As for now… Holy shit you strong… alright” G99 pulled out of his huge bag a smaller one which interiors are covered in aluminium, then he got out a spray bottle and sprayed all its interior. “I’ll get her body here, and her skull and facein this other bag…” As he took another smaller aluminium bag, spraying all of its interior, he got Spike’s face and front-skull inside, “Do you have another fridge? You fucked up this one”.

- “N...n.no”

“Dont be a pussy,  I know what to do, stay here and cry… well, those statements contradict each other” – G99 left both sacks on the same table Gilberto didn’t break on his meltdown and left the kitchen, going into the main room, walking ocassionaly like Jasper’s house was now his property, as he got out of his backpack two glocks, one on each hand. Gilberto heard how G99 broke the wall of the living room. G99 was invading the neighbour’s house, as Gilberto was already guessing what was going to happen next. 

Jasper’s neighbour was another of Spike’s thousand fuckfriends. Zabi, a dirty femboy any-pronoun-can-count brown wolf of immense booty proportions, his/her hair was died pink-ish red, curly and long, covering most of his head, but not his face, forming a mane that reaches half of his back. His fur isn’t entirely brown, as it has lighter white zones covering his face and front body, some freckles can be seen on his cheecks. Having an intense feminine buildup for a male, he sometimes makes-up, as he and his current gf Moa host a band for a hobby. His pink canine penis is medium sized for a cosmopolitan, about 1.45 feet long, as his fur covered balls both add up to the size of a basketball. 

Moa had a similar look, 6.5 feet tall hirsute gray possum, her entire body hair, ranging to massive bush and armpits from the body hair that filled her sack; and some stripes on her head manes (forming an effortless layered bob that looks shaved on the right) shines a bright lapis blue, her bodybuild shows a bit chubby but thicc torso that introduces big (but not huge nor hyper) breasts, huge ass and thick thighs.

Zabi is really musky, not only his genitals emit lots of hormone charged essence, his penis is covered in a good ammount of cheesy smegma that Moa loves to eat, Zabi’s waste as Moa’s waste are the basis of each other’s diet, both are into really scate-y practices, their house was full of photos of orgies, concerts and different trips, and some of them had Spike on em. Something that Spike enjoyed a lot, as she was also part of their five member band, which was untitled, or sometimes refered to as simply “Moa’s band”. They love inviting part of their audience after each concert to have some outdoors orgy, where feces-made food and alcohol was served and all kinds of filthy sex was practised while people got drunk and horny. Spike wanted Gilberto to come over to one of Moa’s concerts but due to Gilberto’s shyness she was the only one to get there, as she was close friends with Moa back then, after7 hours of intense, not just sex/sex games/scat/watersports games, but quite lots of connecting and socializing, she somehow managed to get inside the band, as she was learning to play the bass. 

Gilberto still remembers that night he spent alone in his room watching the lewd fetish-esque animes that were produced at the moment, as her sister returned, smelling literally like shit. She called her brother, Jasper and Dante into the living room just to flex on all on them, showing parts of the underground concert and the afterparty orgy. Gilberto remembered jerking off like crazy to the scene, then trying to fuck her sister in the ass, trying not to get caught by her while the videos of that event, things such as whole lines of sexy goth looking strangers getting their huge piercing or even modded genitals in each other while moaning and wooing to the playing music, defecating on each other, getting their cocks and pussies near fires to cook their smegma, roll it up in sticks and eat it as new couples and polyamorous groups were forming and french-kissing each other while Zabi ended up naked in the stadium jumping into the lewd moshpit. It was turning him on too much, and he needed some real relief. Spike just let herself, as she knew her bro just needed it.

That was what he remembered for a second when  he realized whose house G99 was going to raid.

As Zabi walked in the room, eating some ice cream, he saw a strange humanoid figure with no bulge and no sign of having breasts, clothed with some weird amalgamy of conjoined bondage cloth, packed with a big backpack and guns and a really upsetting deformed face, he surely wasnt coming for a quick fuck.

G99 Made another suit from the full latex bdsm suit Spike used to wear to the school in bdsm fridays, a special day her class went to the school’s sex dungeon to learn hardcore fetish stuff in the practical way, she always had high grades those days. He took the suit and cutted a hole in the neck so it leaved a space for his head to breath, he used his strength to enlarge the space within so the suit doesn’t feel too tight, then he used lots of “torture” belts to cover the entire suit in order to make it feel stronger, then he just put on Jasper’s  male only bdsm harness. At least for him it was better than naked. Gilberto couldnt do anything as he was still traumatized, laying on the floor and crying.

- “Alright you foxy fucker, you are going to give me your fridge, I dont need the stuff inside, just the fridge”.

-"Um, if you wanna take out all the food and like put them ont he conuter sure. But if not... no... Becasue I dont wanna have to take out all the food just for you to take my fridge…. And .. Also who and why are you taking my fridge?" Zabi put both hands up and walked backwards, feeling awkward about the situation without anything to say, but he didn’t seem really scared.

-”Someone just fucking died and…. Uhh….. I need the… uhh….., I can revivie her if you give me the fridge, I will give it back to you if..”

As soon as G99 got a step inside the kitchen, an angry possum tossed a jar of mayonnaise towards his head, he got a broken cristal nailed close to his eye, even if his skin mutated because of the Devil’s Guard back then.

-“OH FUCK!!”

G99 took Moa by her head and took her down, then gently backed off, taking the entire fridge with him into the backyard while pointing at the couple, once got far enough , he made another hole into Jasper’s. 

“Listen, you son of a BITCH! These fuckers can get into our house, I made two holes instead of entering through the door because I’m a dumbass, but guess what, you’re not, I can feel it. I should have just killed you and let your sister die, but I am doing this for some FUCKING reason” - G99 was desperated, he heard Zabi’s voice, talking through some sort of advanced telepathic technology to contact the goverment, soon, another Devil’s Guard would arrive, he felt all this effort to help Gilberto was useless and it was all a waste of time.

“You know what? I’m sorry, but fuck this, be grateful I see something good in you, I have to go.” - G99 Gave up on saving Spike, he jumped and climbed to the roof of Gilberto’s house in order to do some parkour and quickly escape the situation he got in.

Gilberto returned a bit to his former self just to try to get him back, but it was too late, he was already too far.

Zabi and Moa, accompained of some tall, half-goat half-wolf futa that looked like Zabi, but with longer hair and huge horns massive horse genitals and longer hair ran over to Jasper’s backyard just to encounter Gilberto crying again, their fridge, half empty, with their feces-made food scattered across a shattered kitchen, and their old pal Spike, mutilated, inside two bags, it was something hard to swallow after Gilberto confirmed it wasnt the result of a consensual snuff event. It turned out that their other friend was literally a demon called Devilin, a lower class specimen, which function was to give eternal life who those who surrended her, they viewed that as a reward, but in reality that was a punishment Zabi received far ago and it would affect his loved ones, and not even Devilin was aware.

Years passed, being raised by a couple that can literally summon a lower class demon and bypass the fate of death itself made him live enough to learn to live with his multi-ego, his breaking mind, and what made him different from others, and soon learnt why and who gave him those characteristics. People say that they ended up knowing what G99 was refering to in those delusional talks he had while stuck to the ground, witnessing the truth of their nation, so they went far away, knowing their knowledge would bring them a similar destiny than Spike.

There was only one way that was possible, if the hospitals were so good, we just had to enter and make them fix Spike right?, They remembered they could do that one day, after fucking and making concerts for 30 years more. Gilberto had been living his life at its fullest with his new friends, going to the concerts and its filthy conclusion sex parties, just like his sister, but without getting rid of his special psychological advantages. He got to enjoy what every other furxian did after dropping from alchemy school and learning stuff from Devilin herself, everyone looking the same from back then when G99 was last seen, their lifes changed a lot, Moa’s new expanded band became more of a family, a crew, deep love connections developed between each other as they decided to steal a van and go worldwide, limited by furxian territory. They remembered Spike as they all layed naked, being warmed up surrounding a campfire, everyone sweating and licking Devilin’s smegma, sweat, balls and pubes after a rapey lewd game of sex-themed hide and seek in some woods while Zabi was trying to compose a new song inspired in their latest adventures toghether. They thought about how Spike was doing, where would she be, and they remembered the hospital system and why did it turn her into a living sex doll. More questions between the four lovers began to arise. Maybe it was time for peeking, just for curiosity, and finally get to know why did Spike end up like that… 

The hospitals looked like alien nests, maybe they looked like normal buildings on the outside, but their insides were dark, green, gooey, filled with dark-orange veins pumping weird liquids to different humanoid-looking sacks, strange spider-looking creatures with extremely thin humanoid arms and thousands of fingers, covered in strange white otherwordly religious looking cloths, were building bizarre stone shrines, with golden ugly-faced suns while praying in unintelligible languages, other similar creatures that looked more like humanoids, taller than any modded cosmopolitan, were ringing unknown-colored metal bells at the sacs, where surely the patients were, still mumbling words in that same darned language, the only thing that lighted this horrid alien cultist church were small candles made of the same green goo that covered everything, those candles were also covered in orange-ish transparent veins, that pumped water-looking blood into them.  Sometimes, those humanoids took the sacs and put them under the stone shrines the spider creatures were building, then they would pronounce some kind of chant and open them, the pacient, with their eyes entirely black, crying a strange black liquid, would come out, screaming in agony and wigglying unnaturaly as what oppened it would continue chanting, and then repeating “BUTA!!” three times, then making the patient sleep, then, the humanoid religious spiders would take the patient to a conveyer belt that suprisingly wasnt covered in the green substance, and was connected to an office that looked like a normal doctor’s consult, where they would be tricked int thinking everything was normal and fine. Esperanza’s goverment was lying about being satanist, those things werent from our world, yet werent demons, they were worshipping a kind of sun, just like the one that appeared in Gilberto’s nightmares. 

Zabi’s crew were inmediately detected by the creatures inside the nest, which opened their unholy mouths and tried to eat them, if it wasn’t for Devili they wouldn’t even scape, but unfortunately, since they got caught, a Devil’s Guard appears everyday looking for them, and in the news, every a false report about them being criminals and traitors is broadcasted, they had no choice but to leave Furxian territory, and furthermore Earth itself, but how?

They didnt see how they turned some people into dolls. Maybe some people that come out of the misterious hospitals dont forget what happen inside, and ned to be brainwashed. Where did Devilin take Zabi and his new family to? Will another breed of cosmopolitans revel and find the truth? They had something that could be helpful. 300 years ago, in 2383, G99 forgot a shard from spike’s brain that contained the coordinates of some place, and the Space Cluster looks really close from here, maybe there is a chance.