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Hope you guys enjoy it.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Commission from Cxulubcah on FA, based on the Battletoads arcade game and the figures made for the series. Hope you guys enjoy it.", "writing": "Aboard the Gargantua, life had turned oddly dull for the remnants of the Dark Queen's army. 26 years had passed since their great downfall, and for the remainder of that time, the grand ship floated across the universe with a listless energy, almost resembling a derelict vessel. The dragging police tape did not help matters, nor the stickers of DO NOT IMPOUND festooned in 67 different languages across its overwrought features of slatted sides, twisting cables and large cone-shaped cockpit.\nThe inside however was even more nightmarish; twisting tubes constantly cycled water through the length of the vessel; large shafts were dotted with TV monitors to keep watch on intruders; and vast metal mazes crawled up the walls in long strips of tarmac. Creatures scurried through the labyrinth using motorised unicycles that they gripped by the handlebars and revved over the ceiling, a variety of pigs, rats and bovines that checked over loose plating, stripped old wires out, and repainted the warning signs.\nOne such hog was Admiral Oink, who despite his title never seemed to get the respect he felt he deserved as he rolled out of his private quarters, which more resembled a cell than anything. A bed was shackled to the wall, posters of rock bands surrounded him, and a half-eaten box of pizza stood on a small table when he lumbered out of his room. Staring at himself in metal reflections, his 4-foot-tall body had a hefty musclegut wrapped in a purple singlet, with a horned helmet on his scalp that matched his stubby tusks.\n\t\"Hhhhh, still nuthin',\" he rubbed his neck and waddled down the hall, \"gettin' sick of being under every other general.\"\nParked near his room was his personal winger, a motorised unicycle that he hopped on and revved up its wide handlebars to race along a steel track, entering a labyrinth full of arrow-painted roads that crawled up the walls, the ceiling and everywhere. Various verminous freaks were fixing up the ship, hammering plates back in and replacing the bolts that had rotted through with Oink rolling around on his winger to make sure everything was shipshape.\n\t\"Hey boss,\" waved one armoured porcine, \"Sectors A and D're all cleared up.\"\n\t\"Good good,\" Oink nodded, still on his vehicle, \"what's the sitch on the rest?\"\n\t\"B's getting renovated right now, C's still uh...yeah, and uhhh E through H are getting the big cleanup done still.\"\n\t\"Well least you fixed up two of 'em, better than nuthin', you take the load off.\"\n\t\"Thanks, boss!\"\nThe subordinate pig saluted and marched off to the exit, whilst the admiral rumbled his way along the track and revved up a wall, going straight vertical to where a few rats were now standing on the ceiling. Some of the plates had rusted through, and the boar rolled up beside them before he clicked on the winger's anti-grav field.\n\t\"Alright, whatta we got?\"\n\t\"Just this big hole here,\" said a red-eared rat, repainting the steel, \"and that one over there when we hit the asteroid belt.\"\n\t\"Still weren't my fault,\" Oink crossed his arms, \"I told y'all that new scanner was worth jack.\"\n\t\"Tell it to the general,\" a green-suited rodent thumbed his nose, \"now c'mon, fix this up.\"\nAn hour passed as they bantered to each other, with the hog tearing out old twisted plates before he was given new ones to refit. It was a long, laborious process and despite the constant chitter from the rodents, Oink grew more and more dissatisfied with his work.\n\t\"Why we gotta do this?!\" he snorted. \"S'not like nobody round here don't know where to walk!\"\n\t\"We already been pulled over twice,\" a dishevelled silver rat kept painting his side, \"bad enough our capacitors're outta date, we don't need extra fines fer improper safety.\"\n\t\"We got pits full o' SPIKES! We were minions fer the Dark Queen, why we gotta give a damn about regulations?!\"\n\t\"Yeah but dat's got railings on it, dat's minimum approval.\"\n\t\"Oh like these wingers're so safe?\" the boar gestured to his unicycle. \"I had to regrow my damn tusk when I fell off the end!\"\n\t\"SREEK!\"\nA voice snapped from above their heads, as they looked up towards the floor where a one-eyed, bare-chested 8-foot tall muscular rat stood on the ground floor with tight purple pants, and deep-violet spiked pauldrons. He pointed towards the pig and motioned him to come down, as the porker revved up his one-wheel machine and roared his way along the ceiling to the closest wall. Tearing down it vertically once more, he stopped on a dime in front of the huge rat twice the size of him, trying not to stare at the rodent's crotch at his head height.\n\t\"Whassup, boss?\"\nThe rat made various hand gestures that translated to \"I need you to fix the south TV tower.\"\n\t\"I just fixed that damn thing two cycles ago!\"\n\tAnd It Broke, Again. Fix It, Again, Oink.\n\t\"Ugh, can't someone else do it?!\" the pig slapped his souped-up segway. \"I'm already up to my ears putting all the plates back here.\"\n\tI Outrank You, I Say Jump, You Jump, Oink.\n\t\"Hhhhh, yes General.\"\nThe porker hopped off his winger and trotted off with a furious snout, puffing air from his thick nostrils that clouded his small tusks. The large rat followed his subordinate with a fastidious march, with one eye socket permanently hollow as his rippling biceps locked round his back and tapped cautiously when they left the metal maze, and into a winding tower of TV monitors. The central security hall was stocked with various rodents and small winged drakes flapping around the vast crimson-orange columns.\nStatic crackled from a few of the TVs that normally showed various parts of the grand ship, keeping watch on all its crew for any slackers skulking about. Sometimes the cameras caught crows playing card games with their talons, other times they saw bears making out behind the pipeworks, or reading bedtime stories to the giant serpents that lurked the depths of the Gargantua. The boar however wished he would be doing anything else, instead of fixing the damn southwest tower for the second time, as he ripped off a panel below three TVs.\n\t\"Stupid gertdamn piece o' crap, got more tangles in this damn thing than a Vetrushian VTR, gah! I'm not a mechanic, I'm a gertdamn admiral, I don't gotta be taking orders from some rat-faced punk, who thinks he can boss ME around, just cuz he got prob'ly picked on in school fer bangin' his head in every door like the walking Space Needle freak he is!\"\nHe snarled all of this in the depths of the wiring, a tangled web of multicoloured madness that he had to rearrange and straighten out once again, under the watchful eye of the rodent who tapped his giant clawed feet on the steel floor, and put one hand on the rumbling wall where Oink was stuffed inside. It took another hour and a half just to untangle the mess of cables, and this time the boar locked them down with clamps to make sure they would stay as the signal came back to the TVs above him.\nWhen he crawled back out and wiped his hands, the rat grinned with a satisfactory nod, then beckoned Oink to step close before he bent down and stared at his face inches from each other. Then he jabbed his fingers into the pig's snout and twisted hard to make him crumple to the ground with a panting shriek, his eyes watered with blinding pain before the rodent dragged him off, half-walking and half-crawling through the halls of the spaceship.\n\t\"A-A-AAAAOOOOW, AAAAAGH WHIT'YRE YA DUUING!?\" he snapped with a nasal voice. \"DAT HERT YA PALOOKA, YA KAN'T DUU DIS TU MEH!\"\nBut the rat did not care as he stomped with his thick clawed feet, before he found a quiet nook and slammed the pig into the corner. Hidden in the dark behind a wall of pipes, General Vermin cracked his knuckles and signed thus.\n\tYou Know Your Voice Vibrates Inside The Wall, Right?\n\t\"S-so?! I-i coulda been saying anything, like, like, what the weather's like!\"\n\tYou Know What Bad Piggies Get? Their Face In The Trough.\n\t\"That don't even make sense, whaddaya-HMM-MMMMF!\"\nThe rodent turned round and shoved his taint into the boar's face, pulling down his tight pants to reveal a thick hairy ass beneath a long ratty tail. He then gripped his cheeks and spread them wide with his powerful rippling arms to part them wide, as the scent of a raw sweaty male fogged up the pig's nostrils when he gazed upon that pink pucker, above a dangling set of thick balls, still in line with Oink at his head height when Vermin backed up to squish him against the wall. Forced to rim his superior, the hog slurped across the thick doughnut and half-closed his eyes against the rich spicy scent of a dominant rat.\nVermin chittered softly in pleasure at the feeling of that tongue squirm inside, how it stuffed his ring open and swirled into the depths. Oink could have pulled away, tried to shove the rat off of him, but he knew that the general was much too strong for him as evidenced by his studly arms keeping his cheeks wide. The boar smacked his tongue into the rippling walls, lashing them back and forth with a slurp-twisting as he burrowed further into the depths to suck out the sweet aroma.\nThe rat whipped his tail in the air with a panting pleasure, his legs stiffened as his balls clenched with a growing hardness from his cock that now swung between his thighs. He did not jerk himself off however, rather enjoying the humiliation of his subordinate who grinded harder on the taint, much to Oink's personal disgust. But despite the position he was in, the boar could not resist growing hard in his singlet with a trembling wheeze, his thick nostrils scraped over the pucker with each slorp he made up to the base of the tail.\nDespite his muffled protests, the pig pumped deeper inside that hole with a panting moan, before he slipped his tongue out of the now-sloppy ass of drooling drool and went down to the rat's thick nuts. He smooched over the back, hoping to appease the general with a curling tongue to suck the bollocks into his maw, before the rodent turned fast and thwacked his subordinate across the face with his thick, veiny 12-inch cock.\n\t\"A-AAAAOOW!\" Oink shrieked. \"What the hell?!\"\n\tDid I Say You Could Stop Eating My Ass?\nThe rat signed with his hands almost slapping them together, his face twisted into a bitter snarl before he turned back round and grabbed the pig's head to push straight against his ass. Oink's snout grinded the tailbase harder when he huffed harder on the taint, swarmed by the musky scent that dripped down his throat and backwashed with his own saliva still dripping from the rat's rear. His tongue was wearing out quickly as his tusks grinded on both cheeks, scratching up the coarse fur and making Vermin shiver with delight.\nJerking himself off to the oinker's tongue crawling in his depths, the rodent panted and smacked his muscular hindquarters against the pig's sloppy snout, who lost himself in the raw stink of a muscular hole fuming with male scents, a clawing spicy aroma that made his head swim. Then the floor shook, a thundering gait made the pipes shiver around them as Oink clenched his thighs when the shadow loomed over them both.\n\t\"HEY, Vermin!\" A voice bellowed from above them. \"Whut da hell you doin' eh?!\"\n\tWhat's It Look Like? Teaching A Punk A Lesson.\n\t\"And you tink DIS is acceptable?! Gettin' yer ass eat out da middle o' da road?!\"\nGrabbed by the scruff of his neck, Vermin was dragged out of his hideyhole with Oink stumbling after, his face still dripping of ass sweat. Standing before them was an enormous bull at 10 feet tall, whose dark brown muscles were the size of boulders and wrapped in steel-blue braces for his arms, legs and crotch with palladium-stitched fishnet stockings. His four horns crowned a sharp indigo mohawk, and a constant sneer rippled across his face when he hoisted Vermin up off his feet, whose cock still waggled hard between his legs.\n\t\"You know da rules around 'ere, any punishments given are part of da communal regulations!\"\n\tDidn't Want To Drag Pig All Over The Ship To Find You!\n\t\"Well ya found me, so guess whut we doin' now?!\" He dropped the rat and then grabbed the pig. \"C'mere, ass-face!\"\n\t\"H-HEY, WHAT THE HELL?!\"\nOink was hoisted up and carried under one arm like a purse, whilst Vermin was dragged once more by the scruff of his collar. The bull marched down the hall with his two underlings in tow, before he reached his personal quarters that were a bit larger than Oink's. For starters, it had its own bathroom with a walk-in shower, and a TV with a couch-bed that he dumped the two onto, much to Vermin's furious hand signing.\n\tSlaughter, What Is Your Problem?!\n\t\"My problem?!\" General Slaughter tapped his own pecs. \"My problem is dat you fink you can be sum sorta renegade-type dishing out punishments on yer own!\"\n\t\"Yeah!\" Oink snorted. \"You tell 'em boss-\"\n\t\"SHUDDUP, SQUEALER! You done nuthin' but whine yer ass off about our dooty!\"\n\t\"But, b-boss, come on we should be out maraudin' folks, terrorisin' women an' children an' conquerin' planets like the good ol' days!\"\n\t\"You fink I gone soft or sumthin'?!\" the bull rapped his knuckles on the pig. \"Da Dark Queen said not to pull any crap wi'out her, so if'n you's wanna break her oath, I'll vent ya into an asteroid face-first!\"\n\t\"You guys only pick on me cuz you got no one else!\" Oink slapped the sofa-bed. \"Cantcha pick on a mook, I got a gertdamn rank!\"\n\tShut Up.\nVermin sneered at him with his fingers tapping together.\n\tYou Know Why I Want Your Face In My Ass? Cuz You A Sexy Little Piggy, Despite All The Squealing You Do.\n\t\"Heh, or maybe because of it,\" Slaughter licked his lips, \"you fink we'd let you stick aroun' if you weren't a hot piece o' pork?\"\n\t\"Wh-what?!\" Oink stammered, leaning back. \"I thought it were cuz o' my electrical expertise, I got a degree from Zoofork!\"\n\t\"Oh biiiiig whoop, you gots a community college degree, who hasn't?! Verm here's got like three!\"\n\tYep, In Quantum Mechanics, Metallurgy and Murine-Astrallrican Studies.\n\t\"So when I tells you to bend over an' SOO-EE, ya better damn well do it!\"\n\t\"Awwww come on!\" the pig whimpered, crossing his arms. \"I do my job like any other!\"\n\t\"Ya sure do, buddy.\"\nSlaughter then took off his crotch armour to reveal a huge thick log, a dark swinging penis that even when flaccid was twice the size of Vermin's at a terrifying 2-feet long.\n\t\"W-WAIT WAIT!\" Oink panicked. \"That thing's half the size o' my freakin' body!\"\n\t\"Yeah, an' dat's why yer an admiral,\" Slaughter pumped himself up, \"now whut say you do yer real job an' get to work?\"\n\tDon't Forget Me.\nVermin stood up beside his fellow general, then helped stroke off the bull who moaned at another's touch. Terrified by both their size, the boar crawled forwards submissive with a scowling face, and sucked on the bull's hefty balls. The rat stroked his friend a little faster, then kissed over the nipples to make him moan with a shuddering sound.\n\t\"You wanna do dis now?\" he huffed. \"Thought we's were teaching him a lesson.\"\n\tWhy Not Both?\nHe gestured this with one hand and gave a wink at Slaughter, who smiled wide and gave a firm nod to let Vermin keep pleasuring him. His dainty rat fingers pumped the girthy caber, a soda-bottle thickness that started to leak a hefty drool of pre on top of Oink's head. The hog suckled away at the fat dangling plums that hung over his head, between two stately thick legs like tree trunks on either side. During this, Slaughter moaned at being pleasured from a second mouth that latched on his nipple. Vermin smooched the thick male tit, his tongue slapped over the sensitive bud whilst he stroked the bovine harder, who moved his own hands away to push them on both subordinates' heads.\n\t\"Daaaas it,\" he moaned, \"dis is how ya respect da chain o' command.\"\n\t\"Mm-mmmmmph, mmmmmhhhh,\" Oink snorted in his sack.\n\t\"I knows whut you are anyway, a cockbreathing bitch who dunno nuthin' but dick in his throat. Don't matter how much you whine an' squeal, I knows you love it, like da last time Vermin railed ya.\"\n\t\"M-mmmmhhhh hnnnnnrgh!\"\nDespite his protests, they both saw Oink wiggle his curly tail with instinctive anticipation. The hog slipped up towards the aching shaft and lapped across the underside, struggling to stand on the tips of his cloven hooves to savour that rich bull musk and beefy flavour that made him drunk on his scent. He sucked and smooched and worked his way up the pulsating lance, terrified of its size but his pucker kept twitching with fervent need, yet he could only reach halfway up before his tongue was at its limit, and he kept sucking at the base instead. But Vermin then grabbed his ear and pulled it towards his own throbbing member, patting Oink on the head to get to work.\nIt was a small relief for the pig who wanted to start on something smaller, even if that was a foot-long dick that the rodent shoved in his throat and choked him proper with his hand gripping his horns. The rat squeaked in a chittering pleasure, whilst he kept sucking off Slaughter's tits and stroking his slab of meat harder. The bull chuckled and pulled up Vermin's face to then kiss him deep, slobbering their tongues together with a huffing snort of manly scents sweltering around them.\n\t\"Mmmmmhhhh...dirty rat like you needs my beef bad, huh? Mebbe I should fuck ya first, get lubed up fer the piggy.\"\n\t\"S-skree, heee!\" Vermin trembled.\n\t\"But we do gotta punish him proper...yeah, I'll do ya later, getcha eager fer it.\"\nHe groped the rat's rear and fingered the pucker to make him squeak, which caused him to spurt pre into Oink's mouth. The hog slurped with a noisy maw, slobbering his tongue all over the studly meat until he choked on its full length that punched the back of his gullet. He coughed and wheezed and tightened his throat for Vermin to savour fucking, his rat balls slapped against the piggy chin whilst the boar's snout clapped against the furry belly.\nSoon the rodent pulled free and Slaughter grabbed Oink's head, to shove his much thicker rod into the porcine throat and suffocate him briefly. The boar squealed at such a painful size that stretched his jaw and made his head tremble with asphyxiation, but Slaughter kept his hand firm on the back of Oink's head who barely managed even 1/4th of the monstrous dick. His head vibrated intensely, his cheeks puffed out hard and his eyes watered with wheezing breaths, seeing the rest of the monolith stretch before him to Slaughter's hairy crotch.\n\t\"We'll hafta discipline ya,\" the bull snorted, \"whut say we put the ropes on 'im?\"\nVermin nodded eagerly and grabbed something under the couch-bed, a small box with a series of red ropes that he tied to a ceiling beam with strangely-practiced precision. He then grabbed the pig and stripped off his singlet, leaving a chubby naked 4-foot-tall boar to be trussed up in bondage. His arms and legs were soon tightly bound that he could barely move, and his rather small pink meat dangled beneath at a slightly-underwhelming 5 inches.\n\t\"Wh-what?! What the hell?!\"\n\t\"Gotta make sure you can't get away,\" the bovine chortled, \"besides, yer too small fer me to pound proper, can't even reach my dick standing.\"\n\t\"You don't gotta string me up like a gertdamn dinner!\"\n\tBut You Look So Damn Tasty.\nThe rodent snickered as he signed, then walked over to Slaughter and swallowed half of his huge dick in front of the pig hanging mid-air. He bobbed with a teasing tongue, slobbering all over and swirling his tongue with a panting squeak at such a wondrous male scent, his sensitive nose twitched in frenzied excitement wishing it was buried deep in him. But Oink had to be punished proper, and after a few steady gulps to the point of him choking, he had lubed up his fellow general enough, and the rat walked back round in front of Oink.\n\t\"You better thank 'im fer lubing me up,\" the bull grinded on the pig's rear, \"don't worry abou' being quiet, bad piggies squeal real good.\"\n\t\"I-i ain't some piggy!\" Oink snapped, kicking about. \"C-come on, that bastard's gonna split me in half, cantcha just dock my pay or sumthin'?!\"\n\t\"Ohhh I'll be docking sumthin',\" the general gave a filthy laugh, \"now open wide fer the meat train.\"\nHis snout was grabbed by Vermin who promptly shoved his cock balls deep into that throat, causing Oink to squeal hard with a choking cough before his gag reflex slackened, and he managed to work it deeper in his gullet without suffocating. But the true test would be Slaughter's torpedo lining up for that pinkish pucker, ther head soon kissed that piggy ring and forced inside with a tremendous shriek out of Oink. He had been gaped a few times in his life, but never by something this big that made his hips scream out.\nHis legs were forced wider and the ropes tightened around his ankles, his body shook with a growing anguish as his walls were stretched even wider. Small as he was, Oink was no pushover in how sturdy his body could be, but his larger superior was testing his very limits with a slow, deep penetration. LIke a powerful drill he was undaunting, unceasing in his crusade to plunge as far as he could, no matter how long it took. The pig groaned as his lips sucked tight to Vermin's balls that clapped on his chin, whilst Slaughter snorted with greater effort in pushing harder.\n\t\"NNNNRGH, HHHHHRRNGH! Damn you a tight bitch, better shape up if you wanna stay!\"\n\t\"NNNNNNNGH, HHHHRRRRRR!\"\n\t\"Yeah you keep squealing like a good sow, dat makes me hardah!\"\nThe rodent chittered with delight as he started to pump-thrust in rhythm, his balls swatted against Oink's face that contorted in brief spasms of terrible discomfort, that slowly but surely dissipated once his body managed to adjust. After struggling to fit 9 inches in, the bull pulled back carefully to watch that wrecked piggy hole shiver around his meat, before he shoved once more inside to feel the walls shake with an infinite struggle. It took a long seven minutes for Slaughter to finally hilt him, the firmest raking drags of his pillar forcing his tail that bit higher with his swollen-wide anal ring.\nThe porker's belly grew with beef, his little dick twitched hard underneath with sputtering droplets of milk whilst he swung between the two generals. The ropes creaked ever harder, tightening on his bare skin and squeezing around his limbs when he was rocked back and forth with each thrust of his superiors. The bovine obelisk grinded to the very core of the pig, burrowing deep between his organs that wrapped round the succulent slab of beef until a cock-shape bulged from Oink's gut.\nHe wheezed on Vermin's dick now preing into his throat, the rat's balls tightened and a thickening groan came from his chest. His ears tightened and his claws raked the ground before he made a mighty shriek, and flooded Oink's gullet with a tremendous rush of rich ratty semen. The boar swallowed every drop, his eyes rolled up with revelation at the salty-sweet mixture that drenched his gullet, but not as much as the tsunami coming for his ass.\n\t\"NNNNRGH, HRRRRRKHH, RRRRAAAAAAARGH!\"\nGeneral Slaughter's orgasmic fury rattled throughout the room, his gushing froth drenched inside Oink's belly and washed out of his rump. Hot cum smothered the bull's balls, turning white gooey strands ever thicker with each clapping thrust that poured more milk out of the sloppy pig rear. His tunnel was awash in white that drenched down to the floor, the hanging porker trembled like a pinata with every slam from both generals. Even when he was bloating up, fatter and fatter with delicious seed, he was the last to notice four newcomers enter the room.\n\t\"WHAT, ARE YOU DOING?!\"\n\t\"PORKIN' HIS ASS, WHUTSIT LOOK LIKE TO YA-U-URRRK, B-BOSS?!\"\nForgetting where he was, Slaughter pulled out immediately with his cum splashing across the room, showing a well-gaped hole of soggy jizz and pulsating walls from his wrenched-open sphincter. Were it not for a shudder of dark magic, the four arrivals would have also been smothered in a cummy streak. Three brawny toads with triangular bodies, one of whom was much larger than the others, and a tall svelte black-haired human with a deep-night cloak whose hand shuddered with deep purple to ball up a wad of jizz.\n\t\"Hoo, nice save!\" said one green toad with sunglasses. \"These shades are a pain to clean off!\"\n\t\"Iiiii, uh,\" a teal frog rubbed his neck, \"is this a team building thing or-\"\n\t\"Seems kinda intense,\" said the enormous brown amphibian, \"but they looked pretty happy before we interrupted-\"\n\t\"QUIET!\" the lady snapped. \"I come back to this bloody ship after 26 years, and you almost bukkake me!\"\n\t\"UHHH, W-WE DIDN'T,\" the bull stammered with cock still swinging, \"I-i uh, Verm help me out!\"\n\tThis Is Why We Knock.\n\t\"Yeah yeah, d-dis is why we knock-AAAH!\"\n\t\"I do NOT need to knock!\" the madame hurled the cum-orb into a wall. \"Remember your place, Slaughter, Vermin...you.\"\n\t\"A-admiral,\" sputtered the pig, drooling from both ends, \"Admiral...O-oink, ma'am.\"\n\t\"Didn't you used to wear a santa suit?\" said the bluish toad. \"And also be like two feet taller?!\"\n\t\"Th-that were a promotional thing, I-i-i don't wanna talk about it, ALSO WHY ARE THE F-FUCKING BATTLETOADS HERE?!\"\n\t\"HEY YEAH!\" the bull thrust his finger at them. \"WHUT'RE YOU DOIN' 'ERE, SLIMEBALLS?! YOU GOT SICK OF DA HERO LIFE, NOW YOU WANNA KICK US AROUND!?\"\n\t\"SILENCE!\"\nThe sorceress burst a shockwave of frightful energy that paralysed them all briefly. She then marched up to Slaughter, patted his chest which was slightly above her head, and then grabbed his dick to make him yelp.\n\t\"Now, let's try this again. What do you say to your Dark Queen, after 26 years?\"\n\t\"UH, U-U-UHHH...w-welcome back, yer Majesty, w-we all missed ya!\"\n\t\"Aaaaand?\"\n\t\"A-a-and, and, f-fergive me fer not contacting ya, w-we we's just tryna keep the ship goin' an' keep outta reach from da law!\"\n\t\"Aaaaand?\"\n\t\"And...uh...s-sorry fer almost bukkake-ing ya.\"\n\t\"Yes.\"\nShe shoved his meat back in his armoured pants to make him yelp and clutch his thighs, before she twirled her fingers to the three toads standing at the doorway.\n\t\"Slaughter, Vermin, Oik-\"\n\t\"O-oink, ma'am-\"\n\t\"-there's a long and complicated story behind our reluctant partnership that I won't bother to explain, so I'll have Pimple narrate it for you.\"\n\t\"Thanks, Dark Queen!\" the largest frog curtsied. \"Rash wanted us to be famous again so we searched her out to fight her, but Dark Queen tried to overthrow the Topians, got held prisoner with her powers stolen and then irradiated some carnival toys to gain sentience, so we all teamed up to beat up the Topians, get her powers back, and in turn be famous again.\"\n\t\"It was more complicated than that,\" the blue toad crossed his arms.\n\t\"Mmmmnope that was pretty much my plan,\" said Rash in the shades with a big shrug, \"Pimple's got a knack fer summaries, you gotta admit!\"\n\t\"So uh, wait,\" Oink spun like a mobile in his bondage straps, \"you teamed up with the Battletoads, of all freaks, to bust yerself outta prison?!\"\n\t\"Yes,\" the Dark Queen smoothed down her cloak, \"is this why you're an admiral, because you don't listen the first time?\"\n\tYes, He's Bad At Keeping His Mouth Shut Too.\nVermin rolled his eyes with a breathy chuckle whilst he hand-signed this, much to Slaughter's snorting chuckle and the Queen's in turn.\n\t\"Did uh, anyone catch that?\" the teal frog looked to his brothers.\n\t\"Zitz, You know I can't read,\" Rash scoffed, \"wait, can I?\"\n\t\"I more think you hate it, rather than can't,\" Pimple nodded sagely, \"so uh, Ms. Dark Queen, ma'am? Were you gonna show us the rest of this place?\"\n\t\"Oh, yes,\" she gestured to the door, \"Slaughter, Vermin, I'll need you to round up the troops and get things back in order for my return and inauguration.\"\n\t\"Yes, yer Majesty!\" the bull saluted tall. \"It's so good ta have ya back, you got no ideas how happy I am ta see ya-\"\n\t\"Alright alright, nobody likes a brown-noser.\"\n\t\"But, my nose always been brown, boss.\"\n\t\"Mine too!\" the huge Pimple pointed. \"Wow, I never realised how much we had in common!\"\n\t\"Huh, ya tink?! You also find yerself being improperly judged fer yer gangly-yet-thuggish profile as a typeset goon of a bygone era?!\"\n\t\"I DO, ABSOLUTELY!\"\n\t\"Ohhh great, they're bonding,\" Zitz pulled at his cheeks, \"alright well long as we're not booting each other's face in, you got a cafeteria around here?\"\n\t\"Of course,\" the Dark Queen sauntered out of the room, \"that is, if my minions have kept everything shipshape as I told them to.\"\n\t\"SREEK!\" Vermin saluted and marched alongside her.\nThey all headed out of the room together, with Slaughter and the rat overjoyed at the return of their master as they told all they had been through over the course of nearly three decades. The door to the bovine's room closed, leaving behind a very stuffed pig still hanging from the ropes with cum dripping out of both ends.\n\t\"Uhhh, boss?! Guys?! ...they'll be back. I'm sure they will, they wouldn't do this to me a third time, right? ...right?\"\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Aboard the Gargantua, life had turned oddly dull for the remnants of the Dark Queen's army.  26 years had passed since their great downfall, and for the remainder of that time, the grand ship floated across the universe with a listless energy, almost resembling a derelict vessel.  The dragging police tape did not help matters, nor the stickers of DO NOT IMPOUND festooned in 67 different languages across its overwrought features of slatted sides, twisting cables and large cone-shaped cockpit.
The inside however was even more nightmarish; twisting tubes constantly cycled water through the length of the vessel; large shafts were dotted with TV monitors to keep watch on intruders; and vast metal mazes crawled up the walls in long strips of tarmac.  Creatures scurried through the labyrinth using motorised unicycles that they gripped by the handlebars and revved over the ceiling, a variety of pigs, rats and bovines that checked over loose plating, stripped old wires out, and repainted the warning signs.
One such hog was Admiral Oink, who despite his title never seemed to get the respect he felt he deserved as he rolled out of his private quarters, which more resembled a cell than anything.  A bed was shackled to the wall, posters of rock bands surrounded him, and a half-eaten box of pizza stood on a small table when he lumbered out of his room.  Staring at himself in metal reflections, his 4-foot-tall body had a hefty musclegut wrapped in a purple singlet, with a horned helmet on his scalp that matched his stubby tusks.
\t"Hhhhh, still nuthin'," he rubbed his neck and waddled down the hall, "gettin' sick of being under every other general."
Parked near his room was his personal winger, a motorised unicycle that he hopped on and revved up its wide handlebars to race along a steel track, entering a labyrinth full of arrow-painted roads that crawled up the walls, the ceiling and everywhere.  Various verminous freaks were fixing up the ship, hammering plates back in and replacing the bolts that had rotted through with Oink rolling around on his winger to make sure everything was shipshape.
\t"Hey boss," waved one armoured porcine, "Sectors A and D're all cleared up."
\t"Good good," Oink nodded, still on his vehicle, "what's the sitch on the rest?"
\t"B's getting renovated right now, C's still uh...yeah, and uhhh E through H are getting the big cleanup done still."
\t"Well least you fixed up two of 'em, better than nuthin', you take the load off."
\t"Thanks, boss!"
The subordinate pig saluted and marched off to the exit, whilst the admiral rumbled his way along the track and revved up a wall, going straight vertical to where a few rats were now standing on the ceiling.  Some of the plates had rusted through, and the boar rolled up beside them before he clicked on the winger's anti-grav field.
\t"Alright, whatta we got?"
\t"Just this big hole here," said a red-eared rat, repainting the steel, "and that one over there when we hit the asteroid belt."
\t"Still weren't my fault," Oink crossed his arms, "I told y'all that new scanner was worth jack."
\t"Tell it to the general," a green-suited rodent thumbed his nose, "now c'mon, fix this up."
An hour passed as they bantered to each other, with the hog tearing out old twisted plates before he was given new ones to refit.  It was a long, laborious process and despite the constant chitter from the rodents, Oink grew more and more dissatisfied with his work.
\t"Why we gotta do this?!" he snorted.  "S'not like nobody round here don't know where to walk!"
\t"We already been pulled over twice," a dishevelled silver rat kept painting his side, "bad enough our capacitors're outta date, we don't need extra fines fer improper safety."
\t"We got pits full o' SPIKES!  We were minions fer the Dark Queen, why we gotta give a damn about regulations?!"
\t"Yeah but dat's got railings on it, dat's minimum approval."
\t"Oh like these wingers're so safe?" the boar gestured to his unicycle.  "I had to regrow my damn tusk when I fell off the end!"
\t"SREEK!"
A voice snapped from above their heads, as they looked up towards the floor where a one-eyed, bare-chested 8-foot tall muscular rat stood on the ground floor with tight purple pants, and deep-violet spiked pauldrons.  He pointed towards the pig and motioned him to come down, as the porker revved up his one-wheel machine and roared his way along the ceiling to the closest wall.  Tearing down it vertically once more, he stopped on a dime in front of the huge rat twice the size of him, trying not to stare at the rodent's crotch at his head height.
\t"Whassup, boss?"
The rat made various hand gestures that translated to "I need you to fix the south TV tower."
\t"I just fixed that damn thing two cycles ago!"
\tAnd It Broke, Again.  Fix It, Again, Oink.
\t"Ugh, can't someone else do it?!" the pig slapped his souped-up segway.  "I'm already up to my ears putting all the plates back here."
\tI Outrank You, I Say Jump, You Jump, Oink.
\t"Hhhhh, yes General."
The porker hopped off his winger and trotted off with a furious snout, puffing air from his thick nostrils that clouded his small tusks.  The large rat followed his subordinate with a fastidious march, with one eye socket permanently hollow as his rippling biceps locked round his back and tapped cautiously when they left the metal maze, and into a winding tower of TV monitors.  The central security hall was stocked with various rodents and small winged drakes flapping around the vast crimson-orange columns.
Static crackled from a few of the TVs that normally showed various parts of the grand ship, keeping watch on all its crew for any slackers skulking about.  Sometimes the cameras caught crows playing card games with their talons, other times they saw bears making out behind the pipeworks, or reading bedtime stories to the giant serpents that lurked the depths of the Gargantua.  The boar however wished he would be doing anything else, instead of fixing the damn southwest tower for the second time, as he ripped off a panel below three TVs.
\t"Stupid gertdamn piece o' crap, got more tangles in this damn thing than a Vetrushian VTR, gah!  I'm not a mechanic, I'm a gertdamn admiral, I don't gotta be taking orders from some rat-faced punk, who thinks he can boss ME around, just cuz he got prob'ly picked on in school fer bangin' his head in every door like the walking Space Needle freak he is!"
He snarled all of this in the depths of the wiring, a tangled web of multicoloured madness that he had to rearrange and straighten out once again, under the watchful eye of the rodent who tapped his giant clawed feet on the steel floor, and put one hand on the rumbling wall where Oink was stuffed inside.  It took another hour and a half just to untangle the mess of cables, and this time the boar locked them down with clamps to make sure they would stay as the signal came back to the TVs above him.
When he crawled back out and wiped his hands, the rat grinned with a satisfactory nod, then beckoned Oink to step close before he bent down and stared at his face inches from each other.  Then he jabbed his fingers into the pig's snout and twisted hard to make him crumple to the ground with a panting shriek, his eyes watered with blinding pain before the rodent dragged him off, half-walking and half-crawling through the halls of the spaceship.
\t"A-A-AAAAOOOOW, AAAAAGH WHIT'YRE YA DUUING!?" he snapped with a nasal voice.  "DAT HERT YA PALOOKA, YA KAN'T DUU DIS TU MEH!"
But the rat did not care as he stomped with his thick clawed feet, before he found a quiet nook and slammed the pig into the corner.  Hidden in the dark behind a wall of pipes, General Vermin cracked his knuckles and signed thus.
\tYou Know Your Voice Vibrates Inside The Wall, Right?
\t"S-so?!  I-i coulda been saying anything, like, like, what the weather's like!"
\tYou Know What Bad Piggies Get?  Their Face In The Trough.
\t"That don't even make sense, whaddaya-HMM-MMMMF!"
The rodent turned round and shoved his taint into the boar's face, pulling down his tight pants to reveal a thick hairy ass beneath a long ratty tail.  He then gripped his cheeks and spread them wide with his powerful rippling arms to part them wide, as the scent of a raw sweaty male fogged up the pig's nostrils when he gazed upon that pink pucker, above a dangling set of thick balls, still in line with Oink at his head height when Vermin backed up to squish him against the wall.  Forced to rim his superior, the hog slurped across the thick doughnut and half-closed his eyes against the rich spicy scent of a dominant rat.
Vermin chittered softly in pleasure at the feeling of that tongue squirm inside, how it stuffed his ring open and swirled into the depths.  Oink could have pulled away, tried to shove the rat off of him, but he knew that the general was much too strong for him as evidenced by his studly arms keeping his cheeks wide.  The boar smacked his tongue into the rippling walls, lashing them back and forth with a slurp-twisting as he burrowed further into the depths to suck out the sweet aroma.
The rat whipped his tail in the air with a panting pleasure, his legs stiffened as his balls clenched with a growing hardness from his cock that now swung between his thighs.  He did not jerk himself off however, rather enjoying the humiliation of his subordinate who grinded harder on the taint, much to Oink's personal disgust.  But despite the position he was in, the boar could not resist growing hard in his singlet with a trembling wheeze, his thick nostrils scraped over the pucker with each slorp he made up to the base of the tail.
Despite his muffled protests, the pig pumped deeper inside that hole with a panting moan, before he slipped his tongue out of the now-sloppy ass of drooling drool and went down to the rat's thick nuts.  He smooched over the back, hoping to appease the general with a curling tongue to suck the bollocks into his maw, before the rodent turned fast and thwacked his subordinate across the face with his thick, veiny 12-inch cock.
\t"A-AAAAOOW!" Oink shrieked.  "What the hell?!"
\tDid I Say You Could Stop Eating My Ass?
The rat signed with his hands almost slapping them together, his face twisted into a bitter snarl before he turned back round and grabbed the pig's head to push straight against his ass.  Oink's snout grinded the tailbase harder when he huffed harder on the taint, swarmed by the musky scent that dripped down his throat and backwashed with his own saliva still dripping from the rat's rear.  His tongue was wearing out quickly as his tusks grinded on both cheeks, scratching up the coarse fur and making Vermin shiver with delight.
Jerking himself off to the oinker's tongue crawling in his depths, the rodent panted and smacked his muscular hindquarters against the pig's sloppy snout, who lost himself in the raw stink of a muscular hole fuming with male scents, a clawing spicy aroma that made his head swim.  Then the floor shook, a thundering gait made the pipes shiver around them as Oink clenched his thighs when the shadow loomed over them both.
\t"HEY, Vermin!"  A voice bellowed from above them.  "Whut da hell you doin' eh?!"
\tWhat's It Look Like?  Teaching A Punk A Lesson.
\t"And you tink DIS is acceptable?!  Gettin' yer ass eat out da middle o' da road?!"
Grabbed by the scruff of his neck, Vermin was dragged out of his hideyhole with Oink stumbling after, his face still dripping of ass sweat.  Standing before them was an enormous bull at 10 feet tall, whose dark brown muscles were the size of boulders and wrapped in steel-blue braces for his arms, legs and crotch with palladium-stitched fishnet stockings.  His four horns crowned a sharp indigo mohawk, and a constant sneer rippled across his face when he hoisted Vermin up off his feet, whose cock still waggled hard between his legs.
\t"You know da rules around 'ere, any punishments given are part of da communal regulations!"
\tDidn't Want To Drag Pig All Over The Ship To Find You!
\t"Well ya found me, so guess whut we doin' now?!"  He dropped the rat and then grabbed the pig.  "C'mere, ass-face!"
\t"H-HEY, WHAT THE HELL?!"
Oink was hoisted up and carried under one arm like a purse, whilst Vermin was dragged once more by the scruff of his collar.  The bull marched down the hall with his two underlings in tow, before he reached his personal quarters that were a bit larger than Oink's.  For starters, it had its own bathroom with a walk-in shower, and a TV with a couch-bed that he dumped the two onto, much to Vermin's furious hand signing.
\tSlaughter, What Is Your Problem?!
\t"My problem?!" General Slaughter tapped his own pecs.  "My problem is dat you fink you can be sum sorta renegade-type dishing out punishments on yer own!"
\t"Yeah!" Oink snorted.  "You tell 'em boss-"
\t"SHUDDUP, SQUEALER!  You done nuthin' but whine yer ass off about our dooty!"
\t"But, b-boss, come on we should be out maraudin' folks, terrorisin' women an' children an' conquerin' planets like the good ol' days!"
\t"You fink I gone soft or sumthin'?!" the bull rapped his knuckles on the pig.  "Da Dark Queen said not to pull any crap wi'out her, so if'n you's wanna break her oath, I'll vent ya into an asteroid face-first!"
\t"You guys only pick on me cuz you got no one else!" Oink slapped the sofa-bed.  "Cantcha pick on a mook, I got a gertdamn rank!"
\tShut Up.
Vermin sneered at him with his fingers tapping together.
\tYou Know Why I Want Your Face In My Ass?  Cuz You A Sexy Little Piggy, Despite All The Squealing You Do.
\t"Heh, or maybe because of it," Slaughter licked his lips, "you fink we'd let you stick aroun' if you weren't a hot piece o' pork?"
\t"Wh-what?!" Oink stammered, leaning back.  "I thought it were cuz o' my electrical expertise, I got a degree from Zoofork!"
\t"Oh biiiiig whoop, you gots a community college degree, who hasn't?!  Verm here's got like three!"
\tYep, In Quantum Mechanics, Metallurgy and Murine-Astrallrican Studies.
\t"So when I tells you to bend over an' SOO-EE, ya better damn well do it!"
\t"Awwww come on!" the pig whimpered, crossing his arms.  "I do my job like any other!"
\t"Ya sure do, buddy."
Slaughter then took off his crotch armour to reveal a huge thick log, a dark swinging penis that even when flaccid was twice the size of Vermin's at a terrifying 2-feet long.
\t"W-WAIT WAIT!" Oink panicked.  "That thing's half the size o' my freakin' body!"
\t"Yeah, an' dat's why yer an admiral," Slaughter pumped himself up, "now whut say you do yer real job an' get to work?"
\tDon't Forget Me.
Vermin stood up beside his fellow general, then helped stroke off the bull who moaned at another's touch.  Terrified by both their size, the boar crawled forwards submissive with a scowling face, and sucked on the bull's hefty balls.  The rat stroked his friend a little faster, then kissed over the nipples to make him moan with a shuddering sound.
\t"You wanna do dis now?" he huffed.  "Thought we's were teaching him a lesson."
\tWhy Not Both?
He gestured this with one hand and gave a wink at Slaughter, who smiled wide and gave a firm nod to let Vermin keep pleasuring him.  His dainty rat fingers pumped the girthy caber, a soda-bottle thickness that started to leak a hefty drool of pre on top of Oink's head.  The hog suckled away at the fat dangling plums that hung over his head, between two stately thick legs like tree trunks on either side.  During this, Slaughter moaned at being pleasured from a second mouth that latched on his nipple.  Vermin smooched the thick male tit, his tongue slapped over the sensitive bud whilst he stroked the bovine harder, who moved his own hands away to push them on both subordinates' heads.
\t"Daaaas it," he moaned, "dis is how ya respect da chain o' command."
\t"Mm-mmmmmph, mmmmmhhhh," Oink snorted in his sack.
\t"I knows whut you are anyway, a cockbreathing bitch who dunno nuthin' but dick in his throat.  Don't matter how much you whine an' squeal, I knows you love it, like da last time Vermin railed ya."
\t"M-mmmmhhhh hnnnnnrgh!"
Despite his protests, they both saw Oink wiggle his curly tail with instinctive anticipation.  The hog slipped up towards the aching shaft and lapped across the underside, struggling to stand on the tips of his cloven hooves to savour that rich bull musk and beefy flavour that made him drunk on his scent.  He sucked and smooched and worked his way up the pulsating lance, terrified of its size but his pucker kept twitching with fervent need, yet he could only reach halfway up before his tongue was at its limit, and he kept sucking at the base instead.  But Vermin then grabbed his ear and pulled it towards his own throbbing member, patting Oink on the head to get to work.
It was a small relief for the pig who wanted to start on something smaller, even if that was a foot-long dick that the rodent shoved in his throat and choked him proper with his hand gripping his horns.  The rat squeaked in a chittering pleasure, whilst he kept sucking off Slaughter's tits and stroking his slab of meat harder.  The bull chuckled and pulled up Vermin's face to then kiss him deep, slobbering their tongues together with a huffing snort of manly scents sweltering around them.
\t"Mmmmmhhhh...dirty rat like you needs my beef bad, huh?  Mebbe I should fuck ya first, get lubed up fer the piggy."
\t"S-skree, heee!" Vermin trembled.
\t"But we do gotta punish him proper...yeah, I'll do ya later, getcha eager fer it."
He groped the rat's rear and fingered the pucker to make him squeak, which caused him to spurt pre into Oink's mouth.  The hog slurped with a noisy maw, slobbering his tongue all over the studly meat until he choked on its full length that punched the back of his gullet.  He coughed and wheezed and tightened his throat for Vermin to savour fucking, his rat balls slapped against the piggy chin whilst the boar's snout clapped against the furry belly.
Soon the rodent pulled free and Slaughter grabbed Oink's head, to shove his much thicker rod into the porcine throat and suffocate him briefly.  The boar squealed at such a painful size that stretched his jaw and made his head tremble with asphyxiation, but Slaughter kept his hand firm on the back of Oink's head who barely managed even 1/4th of the monstrous dick.  His head vibrated intensely, his cheeks puffed out hard and his eyes watered with wheezing breaths, seeing the rest of the monolith stretch before him to Slaughter's hairy crotch.
\t"We'll hafta discipline ya," the bull snorted, "whut say we put the ropes on 'im?"
Vermin nodded eagerly and grabbed something under the couch-bed, a small box with a series of red ropes that he tied to a ceiling beam with strangely-practiced precision.  He then grabbed the pig and stripped off his singlet, leaving a chubby naked 4-foot-tall boar to be trussed up in bondage.  His arms and legs were soon tightly bound that he could barely move, and his rather small pink meat dangled beneath at a slightly-underwhelming 5 inches.
\t"Wh-what?!  What the hell?!"
\t"Gotta make sure you can't get away," the bovine chortled, "besides, yer too small fer me to pound proper, can't even reach my dick standing."
\t"You don't gotta string me up like a gertdamn dinner!"
\tBut You Look So Damn Tasty.
The rodent snickered as he signed, then walked over to Slaughter and swallowed half of his huge dick in front of the pig hanging mid-air.  He bobbed with a teasing tongue, slobbering all over and swirling his tongue with a panting squeak at such a wondrous male scent, his sensitive nose twitched in frenzied excitement wishing it was buried deep in him.  But Oink had to be punished proper, and after a few steady gulps to the point of him choking, he had lubed up his fellow general enough, and the rat walked back round in front of Oink.
\t"You better thank 'im fer lubing me up," the bull grinded on the pig's rear, "don't worry abou' being quiet, bad piggies squeal real good."
\t"I-i ain't some piggy!" Oink snapped, kicking about.  "C-come on, that bastard's gonna split me in half, cantcha just dock my pay or sumthin'?!"
\t"Ohhh I'll be docking sumthin'," the general gave a filthy laugh, "now open wide fer the meat train."
His snout was grabbed by Vermin who promptly shoved his cock balls deep into that throat, causing Oink to squeal hard with a choking cough before his gag reflex slackened, and he managed to work it deeper in his gullet without suffocating.  But the true test would be Slaughter's torpedo lining up for that pinkish pucker, ther head soon kissed that piggy ring and forced inside with a tremendous shriek out of Oink.  He had been gaped a few times in his life, but never by something this big that made his hips scream out.
His legs were forced wider and the ropes tightened around his ankles, his body shook with a growing anguish as his walls were stretched even wider.  Small as he was, Oink was no pushover in how sturdy his body could be, but his larger superior was testing his very limits with a slow, deep penetration.  LIke a powerful drill he was undaunting, unceasing in his crusade to plunge as far as he could, no matter how long it took.  The pig groaned as his lips sucked tight to Vermin's balls that clapped on his chin, whilst Slaughter snorted with greater effort in pushing harder.
\t"NNNNRGH, HHHHHRRNGH!  Damn you a tight bitch, better shape up if you wanna stay!"
\t"NNNNNNNGH, HHHHRRRRRR!"
\t"Yeah you keep squealing like a good sow, dat makes me hardah!"
The rodent chittered with delight as he started to pump-thrust in rhythm, his balls swatted against Oink's face that contorted in brief spasms of terrible discomfort, that slowly but surely dissipated once his body managed to adjust.  After struggling to fit 9 inches in, the bull pulled back carefully to watch that wrecked piggy hole shiver around his meat, before he shoved once more inside to feel the walls shake with an infinite struggle.  It took a long seven minutes for Slaughter to finally hilt him, the firmest raking drags of his pillar forcing his tail that bit higher with his swollen-wide anal ring.
The porker's belly grew with beef, his little dick twitched hard underneath with sputtering droplets of milk whilst he swung between the two generals.  The ropes creaked ever harder, tightening on his bare skin and squeezing around his limbs when he was rocked back and forth with each thrust of his superiors.  The bovine obelisk grinded to the very core of the pig, burrowing deep between his organs that wrapped round the succulent slab of beef until a cock-shape bulged from Oink's gut.
He wheezed on Vermin's dick now preing into his throat, the rat's balls tightened and a thickening groan came from his chest.  His ears tightened and his claws raked the ground before he made a mighty shriek, and flooded Oink's gullet with a tremendous rush of rich ratty semen.  The boar swallowed every drop, his eyes rolled up with revelation at the salty-sweet mixture that drenched his gullet, but not as much as the tsunami coming for his ass.
\t"NNNNRGH, HRRRRRKHH, RRRRAAAAAAARGH!"
General Slaughter's orgasmic fury rattled throughout the room, his gushing froth drenched inside Oink's belly and washed out of his rump.  Hot cum smothered the bull's balls, turning white gooey strands ever thicker with each clapping thrust that poured more milk out of the sloppy pig rear.  His tunnel was awash in white that drenched down to the floor, the hanging porker trembled like a pinata with every slam from both generals.  Even when he was bloating up, fatter and fatter with delicious seed, he was the last to notice four newcomers enter the room.
\t"WHAT, ARE YOU DOING?!"
\t"PORKIN' HIS ASS, WHUTSIT LOOK LIKE TO YA-U-URRRK, B-BOSS?!"
Forgetting where he was, Slaughter pulled out immediately with his cum splashing across the room, showing a well-gaped hole of soggy jizz and pulsating walls from his wrenched-open sphincter.  Were it not for a shudder of dark magic, the four arrivals would have also been smothered in a cummy streak.  Three brawny toads with triangular bodies, one of whom was much larger than the others, and a tall svelte black-haired human with a deep-night cloak whose hand shuddered with deep purple to ball up a wad of jizz.
\t"Hoo, nice save!" said one green toad with sunglasses.  "These shades are a pain to clean off!"
\t"Iiiii, uh," a teal frog rubbed his neck, "is this a team building thing or-"
\t"Seems kinda intense," said the enormous brown amphibian, "but they looked pretty happy before we interrupted-"
\t"QUIET!" the lady snapped.  "I come back to this bloody ship after 26 years, and you almost bukkake me!"
\t"UHHH, W-WE DIDN'T," the bull stammered with cock still swinging, "I-i uh, Verm help me out!"
\tThis Is Why We Knock.
\t"Yeah yeah, d-dis is why we knock-AAAH!"
\t"I do NOT need to knock!" the madame hurled the cum-orb into a wall.  "Remember your place, Slaughter, Vermin...you."
\t"A-admiral," sputtered the pig, drooling from both ends, "Admiral...O-oink, ma'am."
\t"Didn't you used to wear a santa suit?" said the bluish toad.  "And also be like two feet taller?!"
\t"Th-that were a promotional thing, I-i-i don't wanna talk about it, ALSO WHY ARE THE F-FUCKING BATTLETOADS HERE?!"
\t"HEY YEAH!" the bull thrust his finger at them.  "WHUT'RE YOU DOIN' 'ERE, SLIMEBALLS?!  YOU GOT SICK OF DA HERO LIFE, NOW YOU WANNA KICK US AROUND!?"
\t"SILENCE!"
The sorceress burst a shockwave of frightful energy that paralysed them all briefly.  She then marched up to Slaughter, patted his chest which was slightly above her head, and then grabbed his dick to make him yelp.
\t"Now, let's try this again.  What do you say to your Dark Queen, after 26 years?"
\t"UH, U-U-UHHH...w-welcome back, yer Majesty, w-we all missed ya!"
\t"Aaaaand?"
\t"A-a-and, and, f-fergive me fer not contacting ya, w-we we's just tryna keep the ship goin' an' keep outta reach from da law!"
\t"Aaaaand?"
\t"And...uh...s-sorry fer almost bukkake-ing ya."
\t"Yes."
She shoved his meat back in his armoured pants to make him yelp and clutch his thighs, before she twirled her fingers to the three toads standing at the doorway.
\t"Slaughter, Vermin, Oik-"
\t"O-oink, ma'am-"
\t"-there's a long and complicated story behind our reluctant partnership that I won't bother to explain, so I'll have Pimple narrate it for you."
\t"Thanks, Dark Queen!" the largest frog curtsied.  "Rash wanted us to be famous again so we searched her out to fight her, but Dark Queen tried to overthrow the Topians, got held prisoner with her powers stolen and then irradiated some carnival toys to gain sentience, so we all teamed up to beat up the Topians, get her powers back, and in turn be famous again."
\t"It was more complicated than that," the blue toad crossed his arms.
\t"Mmmmnope that was pretty much my plan," said Rash in the shades with a big shrug, "Pimple's got a knack fer summaries, you gotta admit!"
\t"So uh, wait," Oink spun like a mobile in his bondage straps, "you teamed up with the Battletoads, of all freaks, to bust yerself outta prison?!"
\t"Yes," the Dark Queen smoothed down her cloak, "is this why you're an admiral, because you don't listen the first time?"
\tYes, He's Bad At Keeping His Mouth Shut Too.
Vermin rolled his eyes with a breathy chuckle whilst he hand-signed this, much to Slaughter's snorting chuckle and the Queen's in turn.
\t"Did uh, anyone catch that?" the teal frog looked to his brothers.
\t"Zitz, You know I can't read," Rash scoffed, "wait, can I?"
\t"I more think you hate it, rather than can't," Pimple nodded sagely, "so uh, Ms. Dark Queen, ma'am?  Were you gonna show us the rest of this place?"
\t"Oh, yes," she gestured to the door, "Slaughter, Vermin, I'll need you to round up the troops and get things back in order for my return and inauguration."
\t"Yes, yer Majesty!" the bull saluted tall.  "It's so good ta have ya back, you got no ideas how happy I am ta see ya-"
\t"Alright alright, nobody likes a brown-noser."
\t"But, my nose always been brown, boss."
\t"Mine too!" the huge Pimple pointed.  "Wow, I never realised how much we had in common!"
\t"Huh, ya tink?!  You also find yerself being improperly judged fer yer gangly-yet-thuggish profile as a typeset goon of a bygone era?!"
\t"I DO, ABSOLUTELY!"
\t"Ohhh great, they're bonding," Zitz pulled at his cheeks, "alright well long as we're not booting each other's face in, you got a cafeteria around here?"
\t"Of course," the Dark Queen sauntered out of the room, "that is, if my minions have kept everything shipshape as I told them to."
\t"SREEK!" Vermin saluted and marched alongside her.
They all headed out of the room together, with Slaughter and the rat overjoyed at the return of their master as they told all they had been through over the course of nearly three decades.  The door to the bovine's room closed, leaving behind a very stuffed pig still hanging from the ropes with cum dripping out of both ends.
\t"Uhhh, boss?!  Guys?!  ...they'll be back.  I'm sure they will, they wouldn't do this to me a third time, right?  ...right?"
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