Cross Platform Gaming 2 ----- "Uhn, fuck me, Iggy--!" "What do you think I've been doin'?! Stupid shit-butt..." Legs flailed about in the air while my mental compatriot eagerly dug his quad-ribbed pleasure stick into my bunghole, over and over again. I'd been on the bed for more than an hour, and my tailhole leaked and reeked of dinosaur dung and demon jizz. Iggy had been on top of me for well beyond that - today was a lazy day since we didn't have to work or do much of anything. The new apartment was nice; we got it furnished with some nice appliances and furniture, redid the walls a touch, and got it nice and dirty too, of course. The bed rocked heavily from my weight; Iggy's only served to catalyze the *creakcreakcreak* that would probably upset the neighbors were it not 3:00 PM. I grabbed onto Iggy's chest and pulled him in for yet another spit swap. He responded and dug even deeper into my tailhole, and I could feel the combatative air push back and forth, gassing the area of his browned crotch. The demon passionately moaned into my mouth like he always did, invading my persona with all manner of deliciousness. He broke off and pushed out another orgasm, reaming it nice and deep against my prostrate and cumbladders. I did the same, gushing semen against my inner thighs and his bubbling pot-bellied stomach. My legs relaxed, and he kept right on with it, pumping my butt for the filthy fecal matter holed up within. He hadn't limpened once over the past hour and a half; so virile was the demon and so corruptive was his seed… I was gonna have some trouble later in the bathroom. "Mmmgh… -- what was that, eight? Nine spoogefests?" "I'm getting another one out - it'll be ten if you shut up and take my raunchy dick like the filthy poop-slut you are!" I moaned and scrunched up my face when the demon spoke of poop again… I wished he'd take out his dick and reach up my butt, grab some of my diarrhea and spread it over my crotch again, but he'd already done that earlier (I think it was around the second round). My body had sweated out its shell; having acquired Iggy's juices, it made my body react in marvelously pleasurable ways. I smelled virulently fishy from the amount of spooge around my abused tailhole, and I felt another on-rush of pleasure - I'd only cum four times to the imp's soon-to-be ten, but I could feel his presence; nay, his aura, even; working at my libido while his physical manefestation went to town on my shell of a body! I squealed again as the same wonderful rush blew out of my dick again, and we came together, for what was to be the final round that night as 5:00PM rolled around. I gasped and felt the whole of my emotions rush back to me as the pleasure subsided and I looked to my demonic companion, in his yellow and purple eyes. My tongue flapped out, and I passed out while he pulled out of my butt, falling asleep to the feeling of him idly thwapping his dick against my used tailhole as it clenched back up the best it could. ----- I awoke to the demon being a little fancy - he'd put on one of his girly outfits; a purple miniskirt, matching panties and his fishnet tanktop to go with. I couldn't tell if he was just being silly or wanted to get it on again… either way, he was holding my DSi in his grubby, green paws. "Mgh… what's the occasion, impbutt?" "Nothin', I just wanted to try this out~" I quirked an eyeridge at the demon while I heard the telltale boot-up sound that the device makes when you power it on. I saw that he'd stuck Pokemon Pearl into the slot on the back, but there was a second GBA cartridge slammed into the opposing one at the bottom. (Of course, you can never tell from the color, since it was all black.) I slowly bent up while I listened to him navigating the menus, apparently having trouble finding whatever function he was looking for (the poor thing doesn't get much use since we both got new computers). "Fuck, where's the camera… ah, here we go~" Iggy's horns twisted out to the side, and I knew he was doing something suspicious. I couldn't move with my cumbutt layered down in demon jizz; the warmth of it still pinned me to the bed as if waiting for another reaming. He aimed the device at me, and all I could do was smile and bear through it (I figured he'd put it on Facebook or something…). The little red light in the front next to the camera lit up bright red, and I felt a tingling sensation creep across my skin underneath my shell. My vision slowly tinted red, and I barked at the demon right before he snapped the picture to stop - of course, mischief trumps good sense with him, usually. I felt my skin fizzle and everything went red, as if I'd popped a blood vessel in my eye! My body dematerialized from the bed, and Iggy sat where I used to lay at, rather enjoyed with a little Trozei-style icon flailing in the title bar. "YOU LITTLE SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO." "Nothing you need to be worried about, of course! Besides, you always wanted to hybriddize… why not do that in a Battle Network game?" "Huh? H--" I gasped as I saw a huge set of boxes, presumably for the device's applications, but the box I was sitting above was partitioned into two sides. It sat between the box for Pokemon Pearl and Megaman Battle Network 4: Blue Moon. I could see outward at the demon controlling the game system, the stylus poking the touchscreen at the box I was sitting above. It suddenly started to vacuum in everything, and I lost my grip, tumbling through memoryspace into one side of the box. It closed up after me, and I shut my eyes, hoping this adventure would end up with me coming out alive... ----- I fell on my ass. Right in the middle of a path on the "Cyber Network". It hurt! I rubbed it while a Navi nearby had taken interest - it's a good thing that smell doesn't carry over to the cyberworld. Iggy had played this game before, but to actually BE in it… it was strange. I slowly rose to my feet and looked around at a three-dimensional space, testing out my movement functions slowly but surely. "Hey, Navi! Uhh… where am I?" "WHERE ARE YOU!? Uhm… well, I was actually going to ask you that myself." "But you've been here before, haven't you?" "No… this is my very first time here in the cyberworld… I'm scared, and so is my operator! I can't get back to where I was jacked in at…" "Do you remember anything close to what was nearby when you arrived?" "Uhh… hmm… OH! There was a Nettrader that was selling program advances nearby… let me check where that was." The purple, stock Navi turned around and opened up a menu screen with his hand, scrolling down and revealing ACDC area 2. I thought it was neat that everything that Navi ever needed was contained in that screen… "ACDC 2, huh? You should watch yourself around these parts, stranger. Net-crime has been on the rampage as of late…" "By Net-crime, you mean criminals on the Net?" "Yes, and they use viruses to do it! Be careful… oh, and that model of yours is neat. Where'd you get--" The Navi's facial expression turned from one of cordiality to fear in an instant, and he dashed off down the teal and white pathway away from me. I thought it was weird, but suddenly a shockwave knocked me back on my ass! I looked over my shoulder at two Mettaurs, one with its pickaxe ready to strike again. ==BEGIN BATTLE== My head spun as I materialized on a set of panels, eighteen of them; myself possessing half of the set. The two Mettaurs did the same, arriving at the other side's back two panel corners. A spot of music helped to set the scene, and suddenly a menu with some of my attacks popped up, except as chip data! I didn't have any control over it, however; Iggy seemed to be manipulating the five attacks I was allowed to use. Little arrows pointed to everything in a mini-tutorial on how to defeat viruses - I could feel myself thinking the words, but Iggy and that damn B button wouldn't let me actually speak them. He picked Shadow Claw and Dark Pulse, then hit the OK button to follow it up. Immediately I could feel power surging through my body; enveloped in a dark shroud and my claws tingled with power as well! I shifted upwards towards the viruses a row and launched myself into their area, striking the two of them at once in a wide arc! Instant deletion felt good. I downloaded their shockwave program for later and saved it. ==END BATTLE== I looked around for the Navi I'd talked to before, but he seemed to have bolted almost immediately after the battle started. I felt stronger like I always did, and it was different not being strictly turn-based like before. I decided to explore a bit; apparently the guy wasn't kidding! I ran into thirty packs of viruses (all pretty easy to beat) until I saw something very familiar in the distance of ACDC 3. Another Pokemon was fighting a much more meaner-looking set of viruses and getting his ass handed to him on a number of occasions. I rushed to his side and bumped him out of the way just as a Spikey's fire shot almost nailed him in the face! He crumpled easily, tired from battling, but I wasn't. Easy enough, Surf took it out in one hit, much like everything else in the area. "Are you alright?" "I had that! I totally had that…" "Yeah, sure…" I helped the Pokemon up to his feet; a daunting task since the Lugia was at least twice my size - I had to guess that he had no operator at the time, so essentially he couldn't attack! (Save for Struggle, of course; but who uses that?) He thanked me and looked around the strange place as I did the same. "How did you get here, Tyranitar?" "Uhm… it's a long story. How about we jack out and I'll explain?" "But no one is operating me! How can I do that?" "Just hold my hand for a second." The Lugia wrapped his wingers around my claws, and in an instant the tell-tale *fwip* of jacking out rang out in the distance. Bright light followed, and the DSi screen flickered for a second. Iggy was met with a faceful of cummed-in dinosaur butt, and I got the same, except cleaner as the Lugia got shot out of the device onto the bed! Iggy's nose snuffled around inside my ass, and I moaned while the Lugia recoiled at the immediate stench! He flipped off and immediately took notice of the shock of being 'outside' the realm of Pokemon. Our apartment wasn't built for such a large creature, but he managed to fit, if just barely. "Ooohoo, what's this? You brought back a friend, Vec!" I hopped off the demon's schnozz and rolled over into what little freespace was left around the bed, and sheepishly blushed as the Lugia stared me down. "I don't see how we're friends after we just met… and this place REEKS! I know the Whirl Islands are bad, but EGH!" The Lugia put his wingers over his nose and spoke nasally, now sitting against the closet with an angry look on his face. "This isn't what you meant by jacking out, was it?", the Lugia stated flatly. "No, no! I didn't even realize what was going on until he shoved my code into that box!", I tried to retord, while Iggy broke out into a giggling fit. "Don't look at me, I just played the game. It did feel good though, didn't it? To be in someone else's shoes?" The Lugia and I blatantly stated a loud, resounding NO in the imp's face, but quickly recanted it seeing as how it was so much easier to destroy things in cyberspace… "So uh, if you didn't realize it by now, I'm Vec. It's short for Vector." "Like that crocodile? So you've been owned before… interesting." I blushed when he said 'owned'; I knew that I was the demon's bitch, but that had nothing to do with actually naming me! "Well, what nickname do you go by, then?" The Lugia blushed quite a bit and hid his face from the other two in the room. "I don't… wanna say it…" "C'mon, it's not that bad, is it?" "I was told it was…" "Well, what is it?" "… Fagbutt." I struggled to keep a straight face, but Iggy completely disrespected the situation, breaking out into laughter immediately! I could tell it was for a good reason since the Lugia's gaze was affixed on Iggy's butt as he rolled around on the bed, overcome with laughter. I noticed he'd covered his crotch; something seemed to be happening down there, and I remembered what happened the first time I materialized in the real world: all of the real world's rules suddenly applied over the time that you'd been in the 'fake' one. "Okay, how about we change that? It doesn't seem very fitting for a pokemon of your stature… Iggy?" "Let's call him Fido! Another 'pet' name for another 'pet'!", he replied, and just kept laughing at the poor beast. "Shut up, demon butt! Here, let's just call you Zeta." "Zeta? It has a nice ring to it… the Z makes my mouth feel good saying it." Suddenly, something thumped on the ground below him; and he audibly moaned and lifted his tail a little bit; having sprouted a set of testicles and a sheath to hide his slowly growing shaft. I salivated myself a little bit watching it, but he didn't seem to mind as much now. "Heh, you're going through the same thing I did - this world forces you to pick a gender, Zeta…" "Heh… I guess it does. Though… I do wonder what that stench is… it seems to emanate from that creature over there… you call him Iggy? Must be short for Iygua." Zeta gave a little smirk when Iggy perked out of his laughter, obviously privy to having his brain poked at. Of course, I was impressed; I was either too stupid or had too little brain activity to realize he was reading my mind. "Only my mom calls me that! And she's long-past gone, Fagbutt! (And I plan on calling you that every single time I get your pure, creamy ass corrupted…)" "Yeah. So uhm… where's your bathroom?" I raised my hand, much to the Lugia's discontent. "EWW!! You can't POSSIBLY be SERIOUS…" "Well…" I turned around to the demon for a second. He nodded, and I shut the door. Zeta looked confused as I hopped onto the bed amd slurped at the imp's double-bunghole. He spread his legs out to the side, bracing himself against the pillows and dirty comforter, perking his ass and tail high into the air against my mouth. Low, deep and bassy farts soon rushed into my throat, burning my lungs as I inhaled like I loved to do. Instantly my dong grew to full mast, along with the demon's, and unbeknownst to me, Zeta was getting stiff too. He objected, but I kept at it, chewing on the demon's puffy set of poopers. He kept chiding me on, toying with my emotions to get me to say the magic words: "Please, Master. Let your disgusting servant feast from your raunchy dung-butt…" He pushed and gave me what I wanted - a thick, steamy helping of fresh scat. I chewed lustily, staining my teeth, tongue and throat brown and filthy. The hollow and thin turds he pushed into my mouth eagerly filled it up; his belly barely shrinking down after depositing a good ten-pound load into my gullet. I swallowed hastily and took a deep breath of his nasty ass-gas once the coil broke onto the bed. He kept pushing while I pulled away, the Lugia now having gotten super-stiff from watching me devour the demon's defecate. "It's always hard the *gulp* first time…" "HARD!? IT'S DISGUSTING!?! WHY DO I HAVE A BONER OVER THIS." The Lugia continued to resist the urge, but with time he soon committed that long neck to hosing down against the demon's butt. A nice pile lay on the bed now, at least a foot high from the center. I stepped backwards and copped a feel on his flank while he decided to give the dung a try, since obviously he was convinced that if his dick was stiff, it was a good thing. It turned out to be a very, VERY bad thing for him. He hurled his cookies immediately after getting the taste so close to his mouth and sprayed fishy vomit all over the bed and the demon (much to Iggy's delight, of course!). Iggy curled up his shitty butt into the Lugia's mouth, feeling some of the bile rush up into his bowels, then pulling off and gushing it back out again. Zeta reeled three times while I sat behind his own ass, prodding at the puckerhole that'd opened up underneath it curiously with my own nose. He up-chucked for a minute and a half before his stomach angrily grumbled at him… he had to eat /something/! Against the Lugia's better judgement, he plugged his nose (for what good it would do) and buried his chops into the pile below. His eyes closed tight as he scooped up a turd or two and began to chew lightly. I could tell he struggled because of how long it took for him to swallow - 5 minutes passed before he finally got it down. To his surprise, I was right - it's a lot easier after the first time you do it. He bent down and scooped up another loaf while I teased his pucker with my tongue, slurping and eating back and forth against his rump. Zeta cleaned out the pile and moaned softly with his purple, ribbed and leaking dong throbbing hard at the base of the bed. "Augh… that was awful… but I'd do it again…" "Well well, looks like Fagbutt enjoys being fed well!" "Y-y-y-yeah…" "See, I told you you'd like it! Your dick likes it too!" Zeta moaned rather girlishly, and I giggled at his high pitch while I fondled his nuts in the process of eating his butt out. He'd pushed a couple times, but nothing but gas came out - it would soon, though. Iggy's shit never stays down for long. Zeta grunted softly and a soft, fudgey brick started to slide from his puckerhole, and I greedily began to chow on it while the dung in his stomach acted like a demonic laxative! He bent over the bed slightly, and pressing his wingers against the floor next to it, he took to blowing the demon's dick in front of him. Iggy had lain on his back, and took purchase of Zeta's eye-covers. I lustily nommed the warm, brown feces sliding out of his psychic butt, feeling the equally warm power he carried surging through me, even though it couldn't do anything. Or so I thought… I devoured a pound and a half of his poop before pulling away and letting it pile up on my face and neck. Zeta squealed and came against the bed with a surge of pink jism, much to the demon's delight as it sprayed gregariously against the now completely sullen bed! "Y-yeah, you ruin yourself, Fagbutt… make yourself my little poke-slut like little Vector over there…" The Lugia continued to defecate, obviously quite full from the data transfer initially and Iggy's corruption surging through him as well. His shaft stayed stiff for another 15 minutes before starting to limpen, unable to get the demon off again for now. I had a huge twenty pound pile of feces piled up on my person, rubbed down like a dirty mud bath in the process. I slowly rose up and slurped at Zeta's tailhole again, having grown at least three inches around the dung he was pushing out. He pushed out the end of that coil and clenched up, obviously tired out from the whole escapade. Iggy rolled off the bed in his soaked skirt and pulled me up from the pseudo-dragon's butt, draping me over the edge of the bed. "Tails raised. Master wants to play Minecraft now." Obediently, I lifted mine up, looking up at Zeta, who'd craned his neck around to lovingly swap spit with me. He had a much gentler kiss, but that was only because he was pumping dung faster than even I could! Our flanks met, and Iggy drew circles around our two bungholes before plunging in, squishing the dung around with his paws and shoving his arms into our feral buttholes! The kiss lasted longer than expected, and I felt a part of my darkness become his; vice versa for him as well. The discarded DSi displayed a message about our souls becoming deeply communed or something, but I only caught a glimpse of it before the power cut out on the device. Besides, I was having too much fun with my demonic companions… Later on, after we'd gotten everything cleaned up as best we could, Iggy wanted to resume the game again. At least with a better grasp on how he was doing it, I was transferred back into where the save point was at, along with Zeta too. He took off towards Town area 1 to explore, since Iggy could send data to either of us now. I found a security door that was easy enough to hack the passcode into (thank you, GameFAQ's <3) and found myself a little device: a Navi Customizer! It had a couple programs with it too, along with one strange program that seemed to fill the memory map to capacity - SoulBind. Just for shits, I had Iggy install it into my brain, run it, and -- suddenly, I flung through the 'air', and I could see Zeta doing the same thing, but neither of us were technically flying! The program magnetically attracted the two of us together until we finally crashed into one another… in a bright flash of blinding light and seething darkness, I landed with my companion bound to me. I had become a Luginitar. My features changed too: Zeta's arms became a set of wings, my shell had turned an almost fleuroscent white, claws grew long and sharp, and I grew a set of arm blades on either side. My vision was sharp; I could see almost three areas away, and I could move blazingly fast either on my own two feet or levitating just above the ground! It felt amazing… I didn't know what to do, even! Fight viruses? get corrudpted? maik psodle's l_dive_s d-- ----- I awoke in bed again. This time for real. I still had Lugia-like features, but the DSi was still sitting idle on the nightstand, completely corrupted. Somehow we must've escaped before the game crashed - that would've been bad! Iggy was sleeping, so I slowly scooted out of bed and left the apartment. Fortunately it was almost midnight so no one was out on the streets. I went to the city park and sat on the grassy knoll near the fountain in the center. I felt that program's influence tug at my brain, and suddenly the two of us un-bound again! Zeta flopped over and splashed into the fountain, flailing as disoriented as a feral Lugia could be right after getting ejected from my body. I chuckled a bit and helped him out again, only to get caught in those innocent, corrupted eyes of his. He and I sat and watched the stars for a while, killing the grass and time with our demonically-infused gas in the midnight light.